#mini magic mammals

[waitingonthewind]

next in what is rapidly becoming a series of mini magical mammals, a warlock opossum. their name is lexie & theyre here to Get Wrecked and Have a Good Time

[taybatwo2]

Another Magic Mixies Pixling Review!!

This time of Marena and how she compare to similar themed dolls.

So many fins and shades of blues!

Here is a close up of Marena herself. She’s really cute (I have been loving the Pixling dolls). She’s similar to the other dolls in the line, with a ball joint in the head, shoulders, hips and elbow joints, a (very nice) fabric skirt, and a molded on top.

She’s supposed to be a mermaid Pixling, but she gives me more of a water nymph vibe…..yup, that’s just going to be my head canon.

A close up of her face up. Her screening is lightly pixelated, but it’s not distracting like what Mattel uses on their Fashionistas. I love the little scale pattern around her eyes and wish that’s what would have been printed on G3 Lagoona’s forehead. Her ears look to be added on as separate pieces and have a tiny bit of glitter in them.

While her shirt is molded on, it is a very cute mold and “ties” around the back. The extra molded detail, paint, and unique design adds to her cuteness (they could have just had the same top design for all the dolls, but instead they have made separate molds for all the characters….so far). Her skirt is silky (but not the paper-like silk that Disney/Jakks Pacific/Mattel uses), hemmed, with a tule around the bottom (along with the cut, it is is reminiscent of a mermaid tail).

Even the shoes have cute little pear, heart and scale patterns (matching her skirt). More under the cut:

Marena was swarmed by some adorable, big haired aquatic monsters. Marena meet the Mermalades! I always like to compare the Pixlings with Moose’s Zelfs. Their ancestor of sorts.

Marena likes the look of these sea buddies.

Mermalade is a darker blue, and the newer Mermalades actually has more fins than Marena does (I wish she did have some webbing in between her fingers and maybe some fins off of her forearms). Interesting to note, that the fins are more curved than the pointy fins Marena has.

She actually has a much closer color pallet to Sealia or Oceana. But I do not own these little guys…yet.

Huh, something scared them off….I wonder what it-

Well that is startling, but not an usual sight around my house. “Is this how you treat your dolls?!?”

No no no, this Taylee Turtle Enchantimal was going to be a Monster High custom…and that’s as far as I got…

“I can’t see anything!! Hello??”

Don’t worry Taylee, you’re doing great.

Enchantimals are about the same height as Pixlings, but have smaller proportions. They also have opposite joints (well, at least Taylee has knee joints, I don’t believe most Enchantimals have these). You can also see how basic the molded (granted I acetoned some of it away) and fabric pieces are compared to Marena. I mean it’s not really a fair comparison because I think of Marena as more of an aquatic mammal, fish, or amphibian and Taylee is more of a:

Here are Dolce Dolphin and Sedda Seahorse.

Yeaaaaah, the skirts might look a bit more inspired, but none of them have fins sculpted to their legs or arms, and their shirts are still kinda boring. Also wanted to compare her to this unreleased mermaid Novi Star, just because her decorations around her eyes and her large ear fins reminded me of them….and actually the large head, small torso and hands are kinda reminiscent or Marena too, huh….

Okay, Taylee wandered off when I was looking at the other Enchantimals and Nobvi Star concept, soooo, let’s compare Marena with Ebbie Blue, the youngest of G2’s Blue family.

“She’s like a mini me!” She is both less and more detailed than you Marena (I LOVE the scales on the arms and under her pigtails, her little fins on her arms, and how the scales merge into her tail, but she can’t tip her head up and can move her arms out).

Also, she’s got widdle, round fingers that look like they have not finished growing.

Let’s compare you to someone a bit older: Kelpie Blue from G2!

“Look at her sharp toe-nails, and those shoulder spikes! I think she’s more sea monster than nymph.” “Is someone saying something down there? I can’t move my head down to see.”

Well….that’s a little better. Kelpie has really cute and unique scales, fins, and shortened webbing in between her fingers, but her articulation is REALLY poor (she can’t move her head up/down, or move her arms/legs out).

Her ears were also added on later, like Marena’s.

“I wonder if all dolls get stiffer when they grow up?”

“I dunno, I have a torso joint that es magnífica.”

“Are you a sea monster too??”

“Sí! But don’t worry I won’t eat you up, you’re too cute like my Señor Squishy.” “Whoa!!”

“Let me introduce you to more Lagoonas.”

After chasing the speedy G2 around, she finally got to look at her tiny little ear fins while playing with her hair, and Freshwater Lagoona and Saltwater Lagoona both couldn’t get over how cute she was.

“Look at the lil’ kindy!”

“A lil’ sea grub!!”

She’s actually closest (design wise) to both G1 Lagoona’s. A lack of scales, she’s in-between both their colors of blue and she has the added pink accents too.

Side tangent about Lagoona:

Thought I should add a quick summery of my thoughts on my different generation Lagoonas. G1 Lagoona:

pros: All the different material used in her clothing, her face-up, her personality, her addition of a diary, her fully webbed hands (with different colored webbing and see through fins). cons: she has an ill-fitting swimsuit, her fins keep falling off, her thin joints make her pretty delicate, glue head (this one is treated with La’s Totally Awesome cleaner, but I still need to treat Freshwater Lagoona, and de-yellow her head), and the elastic hip joints make her floppy. Her character being ALL about Gil in the series (I really don’t hate his character and I LOVE his G1 design, I just wish there were more to her stories than just him).

G2 Lagoona (I’m still looking for the OG G2 Lagoona, so have the Beast Pet one here):

pros: Her softened face is kinda cute, her sculpted scales around her arm and leg fins, her stronger joints, her fins stay in SO MUCH BETTER. cons: I remember her being a lot more hyper and speedy than G1 and it’s an odd choice to me, her eyes were changed from green to blue, her webbing decreased in size and is no longer another color (and many of her dolls didn’t have this much articulation).

G3 Lagoona (I originally gave her braids to make her have kinky hair, but the braids are kinda growing on me).

pros: torso joint on most of her dolls, see through legs, her fins stay on pretty well, larger ear fins, a really fun personality on the show, her joints are stronger/her doll feels sturdier, I like many of her shoes and themes (jellyfish/tentacles/pearls).

cons: I didn’t like her first couple of releases, her pink (while it reminds me of an axolotl) is a bit too sunburnt looking for me…? Maybe a paler or darker pink. I would have liked it if they would have painted her ears/and had a blue to pink fade on her arms as well…also her dots on her forehead should have either been sculpted scales or drawn scales like Marena. Biggest disappointment: should have hand webbing, a diary, and accessories that have to do with her love of telenovelas!!! I’m still getting used to her being really different than G1 Lagoona and would have really liked it had she been her cousin from the Amazon (because I want to see them interact with each other SO BAD).

Anyways, Tangent over:

My last take aways is: MARENA HAS THE BEST HAIR FIBER OUT OF ALL OF THEM!!

okay, now the review is over.

[nights-nonsensical-ramblings]

It is imperative I ask about "Puggle Visions".

You must tell me.

Yay thank you for asking. So this one is the Master Emerald deciding to be an embarrassing and show off past visions of little baby Knuckles to his friends.

Its planned to be mostly wholesome and silly but there is of course a hint of angst from the whole "How was this little cutie alone" But even that gets reassurance cuz his friends are given the realisation the got a big, magical rock loving him and looking after him.

Its one of my smaller wips right now, but there's enough of it intact to present a snipet (even if it does end up as scattered and incomplete sentences as it gets towards the end😅)

Around them the world shifted to place them next to an ancient and overgrown statue. Amy’s face brightened the moment she set her eyes on it. “Oh! I recognize this, you were cleaning it last time I visited weren’t you?” Knuckles’ face flushed as he recognized the place too. “Yes, this statue is very important.” The echidna moved between his friends and their sight line of the cupped hands of the statue that rested in her lap. “So don’t get any closer. I can’t risk you damaging it. Tails was sure that was a lie, firstly because Knuckles was a terrible liar and it was the Guardian himself that told them that they were simply observers.  “Didn’t you say this was just a vision and we couldn’t touch anything?” The echidna got more flustered. “Well yes, but I- you- you can’t look.” “Look at what?” Sonic did his best to peer around Knuckles to look behind him but the echidna kept blocking his view. It was now perfectly clear what the Master Emerald was wanting to show them and Knuckles couldn’t feel more embarrassed. “None of your business” None of them moved but the world rotated slightly so that the statue that Knuckles was blocking was now in full view and a little red lump sitting in the lap of the statue caught the eyes of the onlookers. Knuckles grumbled and blushed as his friends' faces lit up at the sight of the mini him curled up and snoozing in the lap of the statue. Amy’s heart swelled as she took in the sight. The baby version of her friend was incredibly cute and a strong desire to scoop him up and cuddle him for hours settled itself in her. He was far smaller than any mammal baby she’d seen and It looked like he would fit perfectly in the palms of her hands. And… he was alone. Something so tiny had been all alone. She couldn’t tell how old he was and he had barely any quill or fur.  “Knuckles… you’re so small.” Knuckles shrugged. “Yeah well Echidna eggs are small. So echidna puggles are small.”

“You know, somehow I keep forgetting echidna come from eggs.” “And the quills. You’re missing so many.” 

“What? No I just haven’t grown them yet.”          “Wait. Are you telling me you’re born with your quills.”

“This statue always warms up. It's a nice nap spot

“EEE! You were so adorable as a baby!” If the Master Emerald could directly communicate with Amy it would’ve disputed that. Its Guardian was still the cutest thing in the whole world and growing older hadn’t changed that. Knuckles tensed his body to prevent himself from physically reacting to the Master Emerald’s gushing.  “I don’t know how i could’ve resesited scooping you up

“I’m pretty sure I would have bitten you.”

“Because if anyone tried to pick me up now I’ll bite”

[dansnaturepictures]

16th October 2023: Lakeside and home

Flora and fauna pictures taken in this set: 1. Some stunning common toadflax just outside the park on the pavement to the east, a favourite flower of mine in bright clumps currently that I've enjoyed here throughout the year it was nice to have a chance to get photos with my DSLR and macro lens today. 2. A mesmerising Mistle Thrush, one of a few I saw. They're birds I find so sweet to see, they're dashing and powerful. 3. A Lesser Redpoll, one of six I was euphoric to spot in the birches at the east of the southern fenced off area and I saw them flying around a bit, gleeful moments spent in awe of these mini finches. Interestingly like Mistle Thrush was on New Year's Day, Lesser Redpoll was a patch tick for me in March here so it was brilliant to get these into another autumn/winter here birds I love seeing. There were around six Mistle Thrushes I saw all together so these two species were intertwined today. 4. A record shot of a Jay. I was amazed enough as it is to get wonderful views of this one of my favourite birds and crows again here today and get a photo, and it adds yet another great little trend to my phenomenal year of wildlife that I've now photographed all eight British crow species this year. I like my corvids and it's a unique point of this year that like 2019 I had the chance and was able to see them all so to get the pictures is nice. 5. A delightful scene of a bee on purple teasel. 6. A gorgeous Roe Deer I was privileged to watch in the northern fenced off area both from the northern path and the central path between the fenced off areas. It's always magical to see these mammals which I've had a top year for, especially here. Not long after 3pm in the afternoon not when I'm often here it was peaceful which meant it was more bold perhaps. 7. Mallard. 8. Broad-leaved clover. 9. Viper's-bugloss another flower I love. 10. Another key bird today, Carrion Crow.

On a day off today it was fantastic to get out to Lakeside twice a two hour walk around and then about an hour one later, and it amazed me as it always does the differences in the list of things seen to Saturday when I also did a longer walk round here to the lunch time and evening ones, showing that no two days are the same. Great Spotted Woodpecker and Green Woodpecker (I can't have seen both of these and Jay a fellow flamboyant favourite of mine on one day at Lakeside much/ever before, or many places) were other standout birds. I also enjoyed seeing Buzzards again, Kestrel really well near the entrance at the start of the first walk, my first Wren seen for a little bit, Dunnock, Goldfinches, Chaffinch again, Great Tit, Jackdaw, Magpie, House Sparrow, Starling, possibly a Redwing, Great Crested Grebe, Greylag Geese, Moorhen including a growing youngster, Coot as well as Grey Squirrels seen nicely they're around in numbers here lately, Red Admiral and Common Darter. Goldfinches and Collared Doves were joyous birds seen at home today. Knapweed, hedgerow and meadow crane's-bill, common mallow near the common toadflax, white clover, white deadnettle, hogweed, old man's beard, oxeye daisy, chamomile, bramble flower, cleavers, marjoram, dock on the green out the front and in Lakeside, rose hips, hawthorn, firethorn and privet berries and apples were other good plants/fruit seen.

[slasherslashpersonaltrainer]

I love involving leaf blowers into scenarios where there's a demon about or dark magic rituals are happening, because that is just a hilariously stressful factor to bring into the situation.

Example: you are being chased by a slug snail demon witch, and you've circled yourself with salt. Your breath of relief can't be heard over the sound of something loud closing in from around a corner.

Example 2: you want your eyebrows back, and the demon of mammals requires a human sacrifice, so you have some pizza delivery guy or gal tied up in a circle surrounded by candles each with various colored flames. You're mid speech, speaking a dead language resembling a bear growling when the door swings open and the delivery persons girlfriend, she has blue hair with green streaks, and has very well-defined triceps aims her weapon at you. It looks like a mini gun for a second, but you snicker as you recognize that it is a leafblower. But the horror creeps back in your mind as you remember a detail about the ritual. Something about candles.

Anyways. I just love that stuff.

Slasher out.

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

A Private Cosmos

She-Ra fanfiction Entrapdak Entrapdak Mini-Month Prompt / Theme - Swim  Summary: Hordak is slated for physical therapy. Entrapta helps him with a psychological element of it.   ----------------------

A Private Cosmos As a general rule, Horde Prime’s clones did not swim.  They certainly could, as they were built for combat in all terrains and had a specialized breathing system that allowed them to recycle their oxygen in toxic environments and even outer space for far longer than most mammals, much less within water.  They were built quite heavy, given the cybernetics present within their bodies and more often than not had simply walked along riverbeds and lakes when they’d been invasion-forces on planets with liquid water, however, yes, they could swim – legs kicking, breast strokes.  Sometimes, it had been needed, when simply walking across the bottom of a body of water had been unfeasible.   After the Last War, very few clones ever stomach swimming for long, or even being in deep water.  Ones who could be coaxed to speak of their combat-experiences said that they’d never liked it, but simply obeyed.  There was worse water they could find themselves in, after all – and this was why did not like it.  The Reconditioning Pool lived strongly in their memories.  It had even phased over to young clones, the ones newly emerged from their vitrines at the time of the War, who’d never had a chance to be “reborn” via phase-over from the last sparks of the hive mind.  In fact, the only clones that seemed to take to swimming well were the very youngest clones, the ones newly decanted after the War.  A few stationed in Salineas were beginning to get over their fear, mostly out of rebuilding necessity and orders they were following, but it was slow going once the locals actually asked them what they wanted and how they felt. Needless to say, when a physician at Mystacor had recommended physical therapy done in a pool for some of Hordak’s muscular problems, the man was stricken.   “Is there any other way?” he asked.   “Not unless you want to strain the tendons in your arms to snapping.  It will be okay, sir.  We are not like…him.”   “I’ll come with you, okay?” Entrapta offered. She held up a hand and a hair-tail.  “Doc?  Maybe he should get used to the pool first? Before you begin coaching him in earnest? Just him and I?  Give us a little time?”   “Of course.”   When they stepped into the Mystacor Spa’s swimming pool room, Hordak made an observation.   “It is…square… rectangular.”   “Yes,” Entrapta assured him, holding a stack of towels in one tail of hair and her lab partner’s shoulder in another.   “It is not like the Reconditioning Pool at all.” “The water is clear – and it’s treated with minerals that help the skin.  I conferred with the doctor about the makeup of clone-skin and about yours in particular. It should feel really, really good. They even warmed it up with heat-magic! It will feel like a shower.  Now let me check your ports.”   Hordak stood still on his shaky legs, supported by his greaves.  They would have to be taken off when they got into the pool.  His body would be supported by the water.  Clone-ports sealed up on default, when not on maintenance or Horde Prime’s intrusions. Still, Entrapta had developed the extra precaution of engineering soft plugs for them that Hordak found fairly comfortable. Hordak was clad in a kind of undergarment to swim in.  It had a skirt simply because he found a little more coverage to be the most comfortable.  He had grown accustomed to Entrapta inspecting his body intimately.  Her hair and her fingers gliding over his skin and around his ports as she administered her failsafe-plugs soothed him.   It almost made the fact that he was about to enter a standing pool bearable.   For her part, Entrapta wasn’t much looking forward to entering the pool, either.  She knew how to swim, but rarely did.  She had never been much for athletic activity that did not serve a purpose related to her interests.  The young woman was very strong – but her strength had been gained by the necessity of hauling heavy metal components and tools whenever she built large robots and other machines.  Her neck-muscles were particularly powerful, due to her prehensile hair.  Being able to lift one’s entire body from one’s scalp, physically-speaking, should have snapped her neck if it was not for her anatomical anomalies.   Entrapta didn’t much like standing water because getting her hair soaked always entailed a lot of weight.  It could move quite well within water, but once she got out, it became a heavy, sopping mess.  She typically had robots wash and comb out her hair whenever she bathed, or she washed her body off with washcloths, preferring a dry-shampoo for her hair.  Recreational swimming was beyond her simply because of the hassle and the fact that her long trains of hair would take hours to dry.   But Hordak needed her.  The doctors said that the hydrotherapy would serve to relieve a lot of pain in his muscles and help him to become stronger.  There was only so much that her exoskeletal suits could do for him, so they needed to take the opportunity.   The way his skin shivered beneath her delicate fingertips was so cute.  She had to admit that he could be rather sweet-looking when he was nervous – at least for her. If anyone else was around, he would be barking orders, growling, and generally being loud and surly.  Not with her, though.  He knew that she didn’t listen when he told her to “Get out.” He wanted her there.   Hordak was an inscrutable man and, of course, of an entirely different species.  Entrapta had no idea if he appreciated the skimpy two-piece swimsuit that she wore.  It was purple, the same shade as her hair, and exposed all of her curves.  From what she’d heard from others, she was not “supposed” to be as attracted to his frame as she was.  Others of his kind were more “conventionally attractive” with their large chests and well-muscled arms, free from illness-scars.  Hordak was thin, bony, and sickly.  Some people who had seen him without his armor described him as “skeletal” and “death-like.”  His was a body that was “supposed” to inspire horror and revulsion.   Not to Entrapta.   The sharp angles and the interesting patterns fascinated her.  What’s more is that she connected that flawed frame to his diamond-mind. She loved every inch of him - not that she did not hope to get him a little more filled-out, for his own health’s sake.  And he was getting a little plumper in the right places, due to her ability to get him to stop thinking of solid food as sinful.   They had a deluxe fruit bowl with their name on it at the spa café after this swim.   “Easy now, be careful down the steps!” Entrapta guided Hordak into the pool. “Okay, now let go and float!  Hold onto me!”   Hordak felt his muscles instantly ease. As long as Entrapta’s hands were in his, he felt safe.   “That’s it! You’re doing great!”   He smiled.   “I’ll stay with you during the exercise-session, okay?” she said.  “You’re already doing great!  Should I get out for a moment and call the doctor in?” “No!” Hordak said desperately.  “Please… just a few more minutes, you and I.”   “Of course.”  Entrapta smiled and did not let go.  They floated, near-weightless in the pool, gentle foot-kicks and small motions keeping them afloat.   “You know, this is kind of like being in space,” Entrapta said, her eyes getting a starry glisten to them.   “I have always remembered space as cold,” Hordak intoned. “Well, Prime didn’t give any of you suits!” “Our skin is sufficient for withstanding the rigors of the vacuum, for a short time, at least.  Well, mine used to be sufficient.  I doubt it is any longer.”   “It’s like floating…outside Darla, in the suit I made.  I can make you one, too.  Developing the internal heating-system was quite simple.”   Hordak seemed to be distracted from the fact that he was in water.  This was good.  He continued smiling gently at Entrapta as she gently spun with him, letting laps of warm wash over their backs.  Entrapta’s hair was getting wet, but she didn’t mind.  It floated in separating tendrils all around Hordak, framing him like a sun’s corona.   The two of them simply shared the time together in their own private cosmos.  

[natsuwife]

Thinking about Natsu being an ovipositor (a mammal or insect that lay's eggs inside of their partner) He didn't even know he was a ovipositor, and is now panicking because he is scared he accidentally hurt you. I know he would jump for joy about becoming a father and the guild is dreading having mini Natsu's. You best believe that the guild would have to be rebuilt at least once a week after they get old enough to use magic. This is your fault I'm like this @miggiisdumb lol.

[prettywarriors]

Mini Mahou March Week 1

Hey everyone and welcome to the first week of Mini Mahou March! You can find the main post for the event here X.

The Prompt for the week of March 1st-March 7th is....

Nocturnal Animal-Themed Cute Witch/Majokko!

The classic genre, often times a girl with a trinket allowing her to change into something or someone else, and sometimes royalty from another kingdom sent to earth to better herself

This is, of course, not a full overview of the genre, which also includes more traditional mischievous witchcraft, the occasional rival, and fighting cat themed villains.

I wanted a more specific prompt than Animals but less specific than Types of Birds or Endangered Animals. I’m posting inspiration below the cut to hopefully stir ideas

I’m only looking for a visual character design, something as simple as a single fullish-body picture, but you are more than welcome to go as wild as you want with trinkets, backstory, information, alt outfits, all that good stuff. Also I say girl but girl boy nb other as long as it’s a magical humanoid gender be damned, thumbs up. (Also nothing 18+ please. Your characters can be, just not your art for this)

Make your post and tag me before end of day March 7th (11.59EST) and I will be re-blogging participants here next Sunday/early Monday, with everything tagged Mini Mahou March.

Toei Majokko outside of Honey didn’t have much in way of A Set Transformation Outfit, and boy did they like red. Usually their defining feature as a magical girl would be their trinket, often a compact or baton, or a piece of jewelry 

Cute Witches later down the line went heavier on the Witch idea, so big pointy hats, capes, brooms, wands

I can’t Not use clip art for this, but nocturnal animals include birds, bugs, mammals, and reptiles. Owls, Kiwis, Nightjars. Moths, fireflies, cockroaches, tarantulas, some jacked up worms. Some big cats, a lot of marsupials, crash bandicoot, a lot of types of mice and rats. A cool gecko

Do you want a fox-witch who hides her ears and tail with her hat and skirt? A princess from a magical bat kingdom who can transform into another person when hitting them with her magic sonar? A girl who can fly with eyes too big who always wants to know who she’s helping as she quietly travels the country? A person with sharp teeth who laughs too loudly with a pendant that allows them to spread laughter to others (and to escape the trouble they keep getting in)? A koala in a cape with a eucalyptus wand?

I’m going to be pretty lenient with this whole thing, and I know you can create something wonderful, so I hope you have fun with this!

(If you can draw furries, I respect and fear you, and encourage your skills for this prompt. ) (Also I know the majokko/henshin heroine divide puts Magical Idols under the majokko domain but do keep it to cute witch for this prompt since we’ll get to the magical idol subgenre in another prompt :) )

[indigobackfire]

HPHM OC Profile ✧

Aspen Samwise

" You got the same fire as your parents, Aspen, the fire of a fighter. Yet even brighter. I'm sure you'll make Slytherin proud. "

Full Name: Aspen Silverwood Samwise.

Nicknames: Penn, Penny, Sammy, Pipi (by her grandparents).

Gender: Female.

Birthday: 25th of June, 1975

Born: Glasgow, Scotland.

Parents: Ariel Samwise, Heather Silverwood S. - both Purebloods, Slytherins, and Scottish.

Siblings: None, she's a precious only child.

Ethnicity: Scottish (with Spanish and Slavic roots).

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

Blood status: Pureblood.

MBTI: ESTJ-A

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Appearance

Eyes: Her eyes are light blue with tiny brown specks.

Hair: Her hair is a dark brown very close to black, with white streaks scattered throughout, two falling right at the front, some back on her nape. It's straight with some wave to it. She has had it in various lengths throughout her Hogwarts years.

Height: She's a short baby - I'm bad with heights but I'd say 1,66m (5'4"ft).

• Her most prominent characteristic is her Piebaldism - that she got while her mother was pregnant and was hit by a miscast curse. It's all over her body, taking over big patches of skin, her hair and face. Her parents taught her to appreciate it and she grows to like it as it makes her look unique and stand out in the crowd.

• She likes her nails done and dark, but only starts having them long when she's older.

• She has both ears pierced and doesn't like wearing any makeup in daily life - but on special occasions, man, nobody can hold her back.

Magical Aspects

Wand: Ebony wood with Unicorn hair core, 11½", brittle flexibility.

Ebony is happiest in the hand of those with the courage to be themselves. Frequently non-conformist, highly individual, or comfortable with the status of outsider, ebony wand owners have been found both among the ranks of the Order of the Phoenix and among the Death Eaters. The ebony wand’s perfect match is one who will hold fast to his or her beliefs, no matter what the external pressure, and will not be swayed lightly from their purpose.

Patronus: Gemsbok. The largest and best known of the four species of oryx, or straight-horned antelope. It is one of the best desert-adapted large mammals, capable of surviving in waterless wastelands where many animals would perish. A horned creature like her father's Marco Polo Sheep and her mother's Addax.

Animagus: Eurasian Hobby. From the moment she found out Indigo was an animagus, she pestered her for months to help her become one as well, so in the middle of her fourth year, Indigo and Talbott help her through it, except she has to fetch the ingredients herself.

• She picks the Eurasian Hobby (type of falcon) after some research for its speed [speeds up to 99 mph (159 km/h)] and size - which is way smaller than Talbott's Golden Eagle - making a perfect animal for blending in and making a quick escape.

Abilities: Being really effing annoying and a good dancer. Oh, magical ones? Yeah, none.

Boggart: She has two major boggarts in her life:

Failing to protect those she loves by being incompetent, and it takes the form of someone she loves (alternating between family members) and an unknown person yelling at her for being unable to protect them.

Then, hurting someone she loves because she has become too obstinate and revenge thirsty, someone dark. It's combined with other fear that is seeing Diego hurt, so it's him she sees as the person suffering because of her.

Amortentia: Bonfires - she associates the smell and sound with bonfire parties her parents used to throw -, Crisp cold air - she's a Scot who loves the cold -, Peppermint toads and spicy salsa - she might have or haven't tasted it in a certain someone's kiss.

Miscellaneous

Pets: A white Bearded Dragon, Sugar Cube.

Things she always carries with her: Her wand, a dagger, a beanie, peppermint frogs, and snacks for her pet.

Lucky Amulets: A wasp-shaped brooch of gold and precious stones that's a family heirloom.

Best Friends

Barnaby: Her first and best Slytherin friend, because at first they were spying on each other - Barney for Merula and Aspen for Indigo - but it goes as one might expect from these two idiots. He helps her in the Forbidden Forest and she helps him with homework. She's the only person he's truly emotional with because he knows she won't judge him. She knows he had a crush on her cousin and pushed him to ask her out.

Linda Hoàng (OC): Her best girlfriend, tiny and chubby, the cutest and quirkiest Slytherin anyone could meet. The first Slytherin female seeker in many years. A hands-on creatures lover - the one getting her hands dirty, literally. Half Vietnamese and muggle-born - yeah, nobody knows what she's doing in Slytherin.

Andre: Just as sassy as Aspen and the one to give her fashion advice. He basically takes the young Slytherin as his "apprentice" - partially afraid she would become like a mini Merula/Ismelda. He teaches her dangerous spells the teachers don't.

Ismelda: For many years they don't get along, Ismelda's humor is too dark and cruel for her taste, and she's overall very shady. That until water starts to get shaky on her and her cousins' side and they need her help. She's forced to get to know her better when she finds out Phoenix has a crush on her, and through that, she discovers they're not that different after all.

Murphy: She has a crush on him for a while, but even when that dies down, she sticks around because she loves hearing him talk about strategy and thinks he's one of the smartest people she has met in Hogwarts. They play intense chess matches.

Jae: They share the same chaotic energy so it's just natural. He's her loyal detention companion and they enjoy having walks around Hogwarts talking about nothing in particular.

Academics

Favorite Classes:

Charms

History of Magic

DADA

Muggle Studies

Least Favorite:

Divination

Care of Magical Creatures

Arithmancy

Favorite Professor: Snape. She's a sassy, non-conformist, annoying Slytherin, what you want me to say?

Least Favorite: Quirinus Quirrell. He was her DADA professor for a while and she couldn't stand his stuttering, she also hated his classes.

Quidditch: She considered joining the team for the longest time but decided to pursue other passions, besides she would have to play against Indigo and other of her friends which she preferred not. She would've made a great seeker though.

Favorite Team: Montrose Magpies. Just like her family. She really excited when Indigo decided to start supporting them as well.

The last of my Silverwood family trio. Slytherin might be the house I'm least compatible with, still, I love coming up with her story and personality.

[waitingonthewind]

continuing with my trend of designing small magical mammals whomst i immediately fall in love with according to the dream i had last night his name is Bo

[sooibian]

Twice As Much

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Fem!Reader

Themes: Fluff, Parents!AU, kitchen disasters, little savants

A/N: This fic was in my drafts for a month now. Little Miss Kim pushed me to complete it. There is magic in the muggle world, after all! 

Word Count: 1.1K

gif credits @sichengaf

His tiny footsteps make soft squeaky sounds causing you to shift your focus from the maze of spreadsheets to the 110 cm high intruder. He believes he’s ‘quiet as a cat, sneaky as a spider’ - his newest superhero mantra. You train your eyes on the screen in intense faux focus, clearing your throat and pushing  up your glasses up to play along with his little game. He hoists his left leg up and then his right to climb onto the bed, careful not to drop the rather heavy book he has clutched to his chest. He attempts to approach you stealthily despite his mildly laboured breathing. You gasp, as though taken utterly by surprise, as he wraps one arm around your neck and shoves the encyclopedia in your face. Which, you realise, is ginormous compared to his little tubby frame. 

He jumps up and down on the bed, excitedly steering your attention to a majestic aquatic mammal, picturesque against the deep green backdrop of the ocean. “Manate-e!”  Enthusiasm betrays his low whisper causing his voice to crack. Laughing, you push your laptop away and pull him into the warmth of your bear hug. Your fingers, mock threateningly, ghost over his protruded tummy inviting a flurry of giggles, while the gloriously lolling Miss Manatee rests against a pillow, taking in the mother-son antics. 

A deafening clang of utensils crashing on the floor causes his giggles to cease at once. His bespectacled eyes meet yours in bewilderment and concern.

“Sorry ~~~” comes a cry of two in unison from the kitchen, one deep and the other high.

Mirroring you, he shakes his head in disbelief while handing you the remote, a shy smile beginning to curve his plump, heart shaped lips.

“Manatee!” You bolster his enthusiasm with widened eyes. He lets out a small shriek of unadulterated joy and with his pudgy hands, draws your face closer to plant a gleeful kiss on your forehead.

***

Your room is dim and quiet, save for the monotonous yet impactful voice of the narrator and the oohs and aahs of astonishment from the wildlife documentary curator. He seems to be gravitating closer to the screen every five minutes. You drag him back by the waistband of his shorts but he’s far too engrossed in the extraordinary ways of the magnificent sea creature to care for his oscillations or his eyesight.

From the corner of your eye, you catch Kyungsoo tiptoe into your makeshift mini-theatre. Your jaw tightens and your eyes flash him a warning but it's not enough to deter him. 

He's briefly taken by the mysteries of the ocean before circling the drain, arguing with you in hushed whispers. “It’s an essential life skill. Look at how well his brother’s doing in the kitchen!” 

You shoot a glance at your little savant whose face is now barely an inch away from the wide screen. The deep blues and greens of the screen reflect on his skin as he puckers up to meet the sea cow’s rather large upper lip in an endearing kiss. 

Wordlessly, you shift your gaze to meet your husband’s before carefully evaluating his disarrayed form. His apron, that’s usually spotless and snug around his waist, is now drooping and splattered with unsightly hues of red and yellow, bearing ghastly stains of water and oil. Beads of sweat stand in a line along the length of his forehead and his short hair is sticking up in every imaginable direction. Pulling your oblivious-to-surroundings documentary enthusiast in a protective cuddle, you hiss at Kyungsoo, “You’ve left a six year old in the company of all things scalding and sharp. Unsupervised.”

Hands on hips, he stares at you for a brief moment before his brain sends vital signals to his limbs to rush to the rescue of his sacred kitchen, the future of which rests in the tiny hands of a slightly inexperienced, probably endangered sous chef.

You make a quick call to the nearby mandu place - just in case.

***

“Appa! He’s hungry!” Jutting his tummy out, your elder one scampers to Kyungsoo who scoops him into his arms and sings teasingly, “I happen to have just the right cure for this growling monster!”

A Michelin-Star-Chef-In-The-Making, waddles out of the kitchen with a toque blanche perched atop his head nearly masking his bushy black brows and a pristine white serving bowl in his hands - the steam from its contents threatening to fog up the glasses of his pink plastic frame dominating his face. 

From your standpoint, he seems pretty pleased with his first kitchen conquest.

The glaring differences in the two boys’ personalities - born minutes apart, never fail to stump you. You remember the days you’d break out in a cold sweat, certain you’d mixed them up - somehow messed up their distinct color coded clothing, the markings on their little tootsies, botched up your complex investigation of their behavioural patterns. The meltdown you’d had one time Kyungsoo tried to force feed one thinking it was the other and left the starving infant bawling. 

That incident triggered your first fight as parents.

 ‘I wish you’d pay a little attention’ you’d snapped at a groggy, sleep befuddled Kyungsoo at three in the morning.

A meek ‘But they’re so.. Identical’ had been his response. 

You’d broken into an uncontrollable fit of laughter at the time as tears rolled down your cheeks, while Kyungsoo just stood there, stunned at your sudden, slightly manic outburst. He’d tucked the four of you into bed that night and let you sleep in until a little after midday. You’d awoken not to the sound of an alarm or wailing infants but to the inviting aroma of a wholesome, home cooked meal. How he’d managed that feat with two distracting, hard to please little humans was beyond you. In his steadfast support, unrelenting effort, deadpan humour, the endless conversations in stolen glances, you knew you’d found your harbour.

“Eomma! Try this! It’s chef Gordon Ramsay’s recipe!”, the gastronome delightedly pushes a plate full of tacos that resemble a crime scene toward you - at least he got the Chef’s name right. And Kyungsoo’s famous spaghetti alle vongole looks seriously deprived of some its clam-y goodness. You glance at your husband questioningly but he gives his attention to his food or lack thereof. The piteous spread on the table is self explanatory of the disasters that had manifested in the kitchen, but Kyungsoo isn’t one to easily accept defeat and you’re famished. The younger men of the house, uncaring, engage in stimulating conversation, sharing little nuggets of knowledge with each other.

The doorbell rings just in time.

[the-delta-42]

Rule of Precinct One Vol. 2

Rules of Precinct One Vol. 2

1. Detective Wilde has been authorized for use with all firearm ballistics, don’t ask how, we’re trying to figure that out ourselves.

2. Detective Wilde has been banned from use of all non-firearm weapons; we are running out of tail splints.

3. Detective Wilde is now required to wear a tail guard on duty, we really don’t need to go to hospital to get the damned thing reattached.

4. Do not underestimate Detective Wilde's ability to harm his own tail, seriously, don’t.

5. Detective Wilde is to stop stealing balls from the sports cupboard, we can’t get his wife to retrieve the balls every time.

6. Detective Wilde and Detective Hopps-Wilde are no longer allowed to take the nightshift together, I’m sure you can figure out why.

7. Whoever took the donuts from Clawhauser, well done, he’s supposed to be on a diet.

8. Do not make Box or Funny jokes with Detective Hopps-Wilde, we don’t need to find out that a Rabbit can actually go savage.

9. No stating Detective Wilde’s full name, there is a reason he dropped the John.

10. No asking why Detective Wilde’s father calls him Junior, at all.

11. Never, EVER suggest, imply, or otherwise insinuate that Officer Wilde is capable, or indeed, talented, at cheating at cards, in front of Officer Hoops. This will not end well.

12. Do not attempt to play cards with Officer Wilde. This includes Black Jack, Three Card Monty, and All forms of Poker

13. Amendment to the above: Cheat, Go Fish, and Snap are not excluded from this, on account of not traditionally being betting games. You may think that will prevent you from losing money. This will not prevent you from losing money.

14. A reminder to all Officers, Officers Schneider and Wilde are not to be in the same room together especially if they're both armed.

15. Whenever Detective Wilde is entering the station don't yell out "The British are coming!" Officer Fangmeyer is still recovering from broken ribs.

16. Reminder to all officers, trying to scare Detective’s Wilde and Hopps is generally a bad idea.

17. Reminder to all Officers, posting photos of new equipment on Furbook is now banned.

18. Don't EVER put a muzzle on Detective Wilde's office desk. Whoever did it, I hope you’re happy that he has to now spend a week in therapy. Seriously, we don’t need one of our best Detectives going into shock.

19. Do not, under any circumstance, show Detective Hopps anything Creepypasta related. The last time she saw Jeff the Kitty, she refused to let go of Detective Wilde until he passed out.

20. No one is allowed to use the Ion Cannon in storage. We don’t know what it does or why it’s there.

21. To all officers, stop trying to setup Chief Bogo with another mammal. Last time we had to rescue him from a cross dressing tiger and his friends.

22. Clawhauser is to stop playing matchmaker. It did well with Hopps and Wilde but not so good with others. See previous rule for proof.

23. Detective Wilde is not allowed to pick the movies on Movie Friday anymore. Many are still in trauma counselling.

24. Detective Wilde is not allowed to sing Happy, it caused every Officers in the station to break out dancing.

25. No one is allowed to play the Police Story Movie Series in the station, except on Movie Friday.

26. No one is to play the British Grenadiers within Detective Wilde's hearing distance, he may be an excellent singer, but it does get annoying.

27. All Officer patrolling the slums must wear a stab proof vest. We don’t need another incident where Detective Hopps-Wilde nearly became a Widow.

28. FOR THE LOVE OF ASLAN DON'T PLAY WITH Detective WILDE'S POISON CONTAINER FROM THE SAS.

29. Who played with Detective Wilde's EMP Grenades again? All the Police Cruiser's electronics are fried.

30. All Narcotics Operations are to be jointly operated with the ZDEA, not go out and do an Anti-Drug War with the Cartel, Detective Wilde was spotted wearing Combat Gear with an M4 during one of the Raids.

31. No matter what, Detective Wilde is not to be disturb during his investigation unless it's important.

32. Stop telling the Rookies that Detective Wilde is James Bond.

33. Who gave Wilde military grade super glue?! He somehow glued his tail to the ceiling of the station and it took a long time to get him down!

34. We all know you like Guns N Rodents, Detective Hopps, but whenever you're entering the Rainforest District don't play "Welcome to the Jungle" through the sirens. Same goes for any officers.

35. If you have a backstage pass to a Gazelle concert, make sure to hide it from Chief Bogo and Clawhauser. Officers Delgato and Wolford were nearly trampled to death last time.

36. Only Detective Wilde is allowed to use the Ion Cannon, it seems that he knows what it does and how to handle it. He also has yet to shoot his tail off with it.

37. Reminder to all Officers, Detective Wilde is only allowed to use a Baton in non-lethal situations.

38. Even though Wilde is British doesn't mean he's a stereotype, even if he does like drinking tea.

39. No one is to bet a Schneider vs Wilde fight, Schneider involved the GSG9 and Wilde involved the SAS.

40. No trying arrest a badger because he "stepped on your tail" this means you, Wilde.

41. Whoever keeps putting up bunny/fox adoption papers, please stop. Detective Wilde and Detective Hopps-Wilde become unavailable for the rest of the day when this happens.

42. Reminder to all Officers to not allow any more male bunnies to be in sight of Detective Wilde or Detective Hopps. We don't need another flirting incident.

43. It is now banned to arrest the driver of the ice-cream truck and "confiscate" all of the truck's merchandise because he wouldn't stop. (We're looking at you Officers Fangmeyer, Wilde, and Schneider.)

44. Whoever put up pictures of Detective Hopps getting changed around the station, be aware that none of us will subdue him when Detective Wilde finds you; he WILL find you.

45. Do not even joke that there is someone named Shere Kahn here to see Wilde about his time in the secret service. Last time this happened Detective Wilde disappeared for two weeks and Detective Hopps-Wilde was crying her eyes out.

46. Detective Wilde is to take home all of his personal gear immediately. We can't keep replacing every computer and electronic device in the precinct every time someone uses an EMP grenade.

47. Detective Wilde is no longer allowed to bring personal equipment to work without permission. A Stinger missile launcher isn't police gear.

48. Detective Wilde is allowed to use the ion cannon. He somehow knows how to use it.

49. Do not ask Detective Wilde about his time in the secret service. Last time this happened Detective Wilde freaked out and disappeared for a week, you know I’m starting to see a pattern here.

50. To all Officers, stop baiting Clawhauser to doing your paperwork through the use of donuts and cereals. Be responsible for your own work and Clawhauser is on a diet!

51. No one is to ever label fox repellent as Genuine Zooisiana hot sauce EVER again, Hopps is still crying in my office and Wilde is still being treated for the blindness that was caused by it.

52. Remember kids, fire hot. Someone should probably make a note on that.

53. Attention officers, attention, remember to work the shaft. Wilde we know this was you.

54. If it wasn’t clear before it is now, By no means are Wilde and Hopps allowed in the copy room together and apparently I need a new secretary.

55. Do not use the mini-gun. Half of our officers are still in the hospital.

56. Do not prank Officer Hopps with anything ghost related. Wilde took an hour to literally drag her out of her home because she believed there was a ghost at the station.

57. Reminder to all officers, do not pull pranks that involve any hot sauce or Ghost Peppers. Some of our officers still have ice packs on their tongue.

58. Don't ask why Wilde has the British Flag and a London Metropolitan Police Bobby Helmet on his desk.

59. New Patrol Cars maybe bulletproof, but that doesn't mean it's a target for target practice.

60. All Officers must use the code 10-8 if you’re on duty.

61. All detectives must have their badges on the at all times, I really don’t want another incident where the Mayor mistook Detective Wilde for some shady business man.

62. I don't care how, but Detective Wilde is forever banned from using TASERS so stop giving him TASERS. We really don’t want another ‘king’ incident again do we?

63. Yes, Detective Wilde, we get that you are a Doctor Who fan, especially Sir John Hurt.

64. We don’t need the constant thing of The United Kingdom leaving the EU, Detective Wilde is still trying to deal with the other British Citizens here who have started to break out in riots. This is quite possibly the first time Detective Wilde has used any standard Police equipment properly.

65. Please do not mention Gazelle in front of either Detective Hopps-Wilde or Clawhauser, it took us three hours to get them both to shut up.

66. Officer Cody, there are no contingency orders that tell you to kill/subdue any of the Detectives on the force.

67. Alright, which one of you lot petitioned for Detective Wilde to be removed from the Force?

68. Please, who ever brought the little Vixen into the precinct, bring her again, she’s adorable.

69. Alright, who gave Wilde (Both of them) Coffee? They’ve locked themselves in their Office and frankly I believe that you can all here them from where you are.

70. Detective Wilde, please call your mother, this is the seventeenth time she’s called in at the front desk. PS. We now know your actual first name.

71. Please refrain from commenting that Detective Wilde acts like Conan from the Anime Detective Conan when he finally solves a case.

72. Who created a real Phantom Thief, who is based off Magic Kaito 1412?

73. Could someone please explain to Detective Hopps-Wilde what the previous rule is?

74. Reminder to all Officers, Detective Wilde is an Authorized Firearms Officer, and his Unmarked Squad Car is a moving armoury.

75. Kevlar Vests are now Standard issue and must worn at all times.

76. This a warning to all racists Officers, you are outnumbered 100 to 1 and Wilde has a Pranking/Torture arsenal.

77. Detective Wilde: you may be a detective now, but that does not give you an excuse to dress up like Furlock Holmes on the job. That bubble-blowing Meerkatz pipe is simply ridiculous.

78. To all feline officers of Precinct One: having roaring contests at the station is expressly forbidden.

79. Officer McHorn: from now on when your office door is jammed please wait for a locksmith instead of charging at it with your horn. According to the contractor that was a supporting wall you nearly destroyed.

80. To whoever pumped helium into the chief's office before he passed out the morning assignments, your commanding officer is not amused.

81. To whoever told Detective Hopps-Wilde about Detective Wilde's Playbunny magazines, he has sworn vengeance.

82. Just because the chief is a Buffalo that does not mean that he is angered by the colour red like a bull gets. The fact that Bogo automatically gets aggravated at the sight of Detective Wilde (Wilde's fur being red and all) is purely a coincidence.

83. The hoses on armoured police vehicles are not to be used as showers. I don't care how clean you may get or how funny it is to see bald patches on Detective Wilde's fur we cannot afford the clean-up from flooding the garage... for the fifth time this month

84. When Detective Wilde warns you about someone conning you, listen to him. The ZPD budget is still recovering after the whole fake Gazelle autograph incident.

85. To the practical joker who subscribed Chief Bogo to the Gazelle Gossip magazine, the joke is on you: he's already a subscriber

86. No one is to mention the word "neuter" in the building. It took the whole day to find the male felines, lupines, and the vulpine.

87. NO VIXENS IN SIGHT OF DETECTIVE HOPPS-WILDE OR DETECTIVE WILDE!

88. Do NOT ask Judy's parents if they had vasectomy yet.

89. NEVER underestimate Detective Hopps-Wilde. We have now learned she can beat anybody to a pulp in a sparring match, including Chief Bogo.

90. Reminder to all officers: just because Wilde is a designated firearms officer, doesn’t mean he's a sniper. Also, don't request for any weapons for the armoury, we can't have a Barrett m107 .50 or an M240, we also can't have AT4's.

91. Detective Wilde is only allowed to sing at Karaoke Saturdays.

92. Please don't disturb Detective Wilde, both of them, when they are explaining their deductions.

93. Reminder to all Racists Officers Detective Wilde is armed for a reason.

94. The new Helicopters are for police work not Romantic Flights.

95. Detective Wilde is not Sherlock Holmes.

96. All officer in Precinct 1 must sign a pact to eat Clawhauser's donut everyday at least once. He was supposed to be 'weight reduced' to normal level of fitness.

97. To any officer out there who using police superbike as patrol vehicle, DO NOT give Detective Wilde and Detective Hopps YOUR SUPERBIKE KEY.

98. To any officer who think bringing Clawhauser's family to 'Bring Your Family To Work' day, DON'T. We can't have Clawhauser being scolded for being 'fat'. It reduces Clawhauser's work productivity. And there's a reason why he doesn't live with his family again.

99. - All officer must not pushes Chief Bogo to give you case. When there is no case, there is no case. I'm watching you, Hopps.

100. For the last time, who brings laser to Precinct 1? The productivity of Precinct 1 dropped to zero just because all officer chased after it.

101. ALRIGHT, WHO BROUGHT THE LASER HERE?

102. To all officers, Officer Moon Moon is to be supervised by at least one officer at all times. He's a new recruit and a walking hazard when left unsupervised. Just ask Grizzoli in the infirmary.

103. No more bringing of pets in the precinct, especially spiders. The giant huntsman spider Officer Fangton brought is still on the loose and a third of the force won't come in until it has been caught.

104. Detective Wilde, do not take advantage of Officer Moon Moon's gullibility. The poor guy lost his first pay check when you tricked him into playing cards with you.

105. If anyone, only Detective Wilde is allowed to refer to Detective Hopps-Wilde as "cute". Anyone else risks her fury.

106. WHY ARE THERE ZOMBIES IN THE PRECINCT?!

107. Whoever dressed up as those zombies, your commanding officer is not pleased.

108. NEVER say that you hate pop-star Gazelle in front of Clawhauser. Even though he is not physically fit, he is still a cheetah.

109. To whoever put the nude photo of gazelle in chief’s paperwork you have parking duty for a month. And I'm looking at you Wilde.

110. No one is to mention Detective Wilde’s ex-wife. It was hard enough to explain to Detective Hopps-Wilde.

111. Detective Garfield we don't care how much of a jerk you think your partner Lieut. Nirmal is, so stop spamming HR with requests to get him transferred to Abu Dhabi.

112. While we are on the subject of Detective Garfield, no one's to tell him when the cafeteria is serving Italian, last time he found out he barricade himself in there and by the time we broke down the door half the food was gone.

113. No Detective Wilde, you did not learn everything you need to know in kindergarten.

114. Notice to the motor pool, for now on all porcupine officers are on permanent motorcycle duty as we can afford to keep fixing car seats every time they come back from patrol.

115. Will you all stop harassing officer Bellwether, he had nothing to do with his insane cousin’s anti-predator plot.

116. Okay apparently you idiots disregarded the last note and now officer Bellwether got himself transferred to Los Santos, claiming he'd rather be shot than harass, so I hope you all enjoy the mandatory week long species tolerance seminar.

117. Don't let Detective Hopps-Wilde drink any form of energy drink (besides coffee). She already has plenty of energy, and doesn't need more.

118. Officer Mchorn is injured at the moment and Officer Moon Moon needs a new partner. Again, don't leave Moon Moon unsupervised.

119. To the one dressed as a Ninja, Detective Wilde and the rest of the Authorized Firearms Unit are hunting you.

120. Will someone catch that Phantom Thief!

121. Reminder to all Officers, if a Military tank got stolen like San Francisco, please do not ask Wilde for Anti-Tank Weapons.

122. Please do not use the Riot Armor to be RoboCop.

123. No, we will not add attack helicopters to our arsenal.

124. Whoever keeps playing those Hyena Gomez CDs please stop, her shrieking gives half the station a headache.

125. To whoever rigged up the riot tank speakers to play 'let the bodies hit the floor' whenever the water cannon is fired, the Chief is willing to overlook this offense if you help setup his home theatre system.

126. If some whacked job manages to steal a tank like that time in San Dingo, don't go asking detective wilde for a rocket launcher, besides that's what the secondary tank full of industrial adhesive attached to the riot tanks water cannon is for.

127. Lieut. Nokiayama the precincts head corner would like to remind everyone that just because he's a raccoon dog, he doesn't have mystical powers like in Japanese mythology, so please stop trying to grab his crotch thinking it will bring you good luck, he has his ancestor’s katana and he knows how to use it.

128. Do not ask Detective Wilde about his family. He does not want talk about. He had a break down last week. If this rule is broken you will be punished by the chief.

129. To all officers, firearms are supposed to be used in emergency situations only, not in trying to kill the giant huntsman spider Officer Fangton lost. It was last seen in the armoury.

130. Do not tempt Officer Schneider with beer, Detective Wilde with tea, and Hopps with carrots. They will find out where you live.

[franklyshipping]

Day 17 ~ Christmas 2019 Ego Fanfics

DAY NUMBER 17 YOWZAH THIS IS GOING QUICKLY! LET'S GET INTO SOME NATURE AND WILDLIFE WOOO LET'S DO IT!

TAGGING: @kingoflesquirrel and @king-of-lee-squirrels

One particular thing about this season is the strong aspect of togetherness that it inspires, it brings people together, enhances the very subtlest of connections between people in the best way. It makes people aware of other people that they might not have been aware of before, and Angus for one was very aware now of just how many egos….existed. From robots to strange entities to reality benders, they really were a wild ensemble, and Angus had decided to get a list of everybody so he could remember who was who. He had met everyone so far….except one, and it was the one he was most curious about too. The King of the Squirrels. The thought of there being an ego who resided outdoors within nature almost constantly just excited Angus beyond belief, and the royal guy seriously sounded like someone Angus could vibe with.

So, Angus was trekking through the woodland behind the ego household, searching for the illustrious monarch whilst enjoying the scenery at the same time. There were so many conifers and oaks and pines that Angus was just captivated, nature just held a really special place in his heart. He smiled and hummed a soft tune, enjoying seeing his breath in the cold air as he just enjoyed himself….but he was being watched. Rather than the King being in his counting house, this King was in his treehouse, observing Angus curiously and with a happy smile; he always got excited when people actually sought him out. King watched as Angus sopped for a moment to re-tie one of his shoelaces, and so the monarch whispered to one of his squirrel subjects.

‘Go and say hello to him, see what he’s like.’

The little red squirrel squeaked excitedly, and scampered down the tree, eager to complete the task. Angus had just been about to wander on, when a small rustling nearby caught his attention. He turned, and smiled with delight as he saw a reddish-auburn squirrel a few feet away from him, lookin at him whilst standing on its hind legs. It looked so adorable.

‘Hey, hi there buddy….’

Angus eagerly sat down and beckoned the squirrel closer, and he felt excitement building in his tummy as the cute creature started to tentatively approach. It took a few minutes, but soon the squirrel was right in front of Angus, close enough to touch, and had let out a soft squeak as it cocked its head up at him. Angus giggled and cocked his head in return.

‘Nice to meet’cha, the name’s Angus.’

As Angus and the squirrel interacted, King smiled, he could immediately see how sweet the man was and that he could be trusted. Also, the monarch thought his heart was going to melt as he watched Angus pet his subject and coo.

‘Ahaaww, you’re such a cutie patootie!’

At receiving the affection, the squirrel immediately started trying to play with Angus, and burst out into a plethora of happy squeaks when Angus scooped them up and gave them even more love; Angus was in heaven right now, he was in the forest with a cute creature in his arms, what more could he want?

‘You’re a playful one aren’tcha?’

Angus grinned and giggled with joy as the squirrel proceeded to scamper up his arm and onto his shoulders cutely….but Angus let out a squeak. It seemed that the squirrel’s bushy tail had accidentally brushed against one of his ears.

‘EEP! Cahareful wihith the tail buddy, I’m aha lil ticklish.’

Angus admitted with a giggle and a smile….and the squirrel froze. King froze too….before smirking. This was too perfect. The monarch giggled to the rest of his observing subjects.

‘I think we should give our new friend a proper royal greeting, go get him!’

The King nibbled his lip with gleaming eyes as tens of squirrels scuttled down from their perches excitedly, and King had to repress excited giggles as he saw Angus’ eyes widen. The hunter gulped. That was A LOT of squirrels.

‘Heh…you uh….you’ve g-got a lotta friends….’

Angus stuttered to the squirrel on his shoulder, a little nervous at seeing this whole group of them, and did feel a tad apprehensive as he wondered what they were going to do. However, the hunter’s nerves were calmed when his perching squirrel nuzzled his cheek with a soft squeak, and somehow the hunter knew it meant that they weren’t going to cause him harm. Angus watched with wary eyes as grey and red squirrels of all different sizes slowly approached him…before pouncing. There was nothing he could do as they pinned him down by snuggling his limbs, and before Angus knew it there was a whole host of bushy tails brushing and tickling behind his ears.

‘H-Hehehey quihit ihihit! L-Lehehet mehe gohohoho!’

Angus spluttered and giggled as he tossed his head from side to side, flustered at his predicament. He was only now just realising a few things: first off, these squirrels understood what the word ticklish meant, and second….they were about to tickle torture him. The observing monarch meanwhile grinned fondly as his subjects chattered and squeaked excitedly, they loved playing with ticklish people.

‘S-Stahahappihit ohoho my gahahad! Thahahat tihihihickles!’

Angus was giggling his head off and had his eyes squeezed shut as fluttering tails and nuzzling faces accosted his sensitive ears, whilst the smiling monarch whispered to himself.

‘Goodness me you’re a cute one….’

King found all of the egos cute of course, but this Angus just seemed to surpass the realms of adorableness, with all his giggling and futile squirming on the forest floor. Angus tried to struggle, but all he could really do was beg.

‘D-Dohohohon’t doho thihis to mehehe!’

Of course, the squirrels didn’t heed him, they thought his ticklishness and his reactions were just so adorable, and they wanted more. The squeaking mini-mammals chattered to each other, before moving away from Angus’ neck and scampering to his torso so they could sneak underneath Angus’ jumper. Angus was wide-eyed as he watched them, panting and tittering in nervous anticipation as he watched them disappear.

‘H-Hey c’mon where ahare you goi-EEEE NAHAT MY RIHIBS OHO MY GAHAD!’

Angus squealed and giggled hysterically, throwing his head back as he felt furry faces nuzzling into his ribcage mercilessly and making sure they tickled every inch of it. Angus could only wail in flustered, bewildered anguish amidst the tickling.

‘WHOHO THE HEHELL TAHAUGHT YOHOU GUHUYS TO TIHIHICKLE?!’

Angus tried to thrash as the nuzzling continued amidst his cry, which made King chuckle and whisper under his breath with gleaming eyes.

‘That would be me, my ticklish little Angus…’

King rested his chin on his hand happily as he watched his subjects work their tickly magic, feeling monumentally proud of them. King wasn’t just the King of the Squirrels, but he was also King of the Tickles. Angus was squealing almost constantly now as the squirrels focused their nuzzling in the gaps between his ribs, which as you can probably tell tickled Angus magnificently.

‘AAHHHAHAHA NAHAT THE GAHAPS DAHARNIHIT OHOMYGAHAD YOHOU’RE KIHILLIN’ MEHEHE!!’

Angus cried as he arched his back, making King giggle at how dramatic and wild his reactions were, he was too cute. Angus’ face was bright red as the whole thing embarrassed the hell out of him, since he was still in disbelief that this was happening to him; plus, he was running out of energy fast.

'PLEHEHEEEEASE!!’

King smiled and let out a high pitched whistle that carried across the wind, which only his subjects could hear, and it spurred the squirrels to relent on the tickle torture. Angus was left gasping and panting, grateful for what he thought was merely a spontaneous break.

‘Ohohohh….oho thahank gohod….’

Angus sniffled with a bright smile as he caught his breath, and he also started letting out soft hums as he felt soft bodies snuggle into his sides and ribs in a non-tickly fashion. Angus let his eyes flutter shut as he lazily giggled, not even feeling cold in the wintery air since he was so hot from all the tickly exertion. Angus grinned as he thought back to his initial reason for even coming into the forest, and snickered in an off-handed manner.

‘Y-Yohohou guys wait till I-Ihi tehell yohour King on yohou….’

In his perch, King had to clamp a hand over his mouth to keep from bursting into loud laughter, oh if only Angus knew that the King would be the last person to reprimand his subjects over this. King hummed, and decided that Angus had recovered pretty well, but the monarch didn’t want him completely tickle tortured….so he let the wind carry a low whistle from him to his subjects. Angus’ eyes widened as he felt the creatures start to move about under his jumper again, and he squeaked with a panic since he thought they were responding to his playful threat.

‘N-Noho wahait I-I didn’t mean it I didn’t I-ohoho my g-g-gohohoood….’

Angus gasped. He’d been expecting tickle torture, but what he got was a different kind of torture. The man was giggling and weakly whining as he became caught between ticklishness, and melting sensations. The squirrels had started softly playing with the man’s tummy, which was Angus’ favourite place to receive attention; it was tickly and soothing and ever so confusing.

‘N-Nohohohot my tuhuhummyyyy ohohoh frihihihick….’

King giggled fondly at his reactions and purred and under his breath.

'Oh yes your tummy, you adorable little thing….’

Angus’ eyes shut once more as he weakly struggled, purring deeply and giggling his heart out from the soft tickle treatment. All the while, the squirrels were squeaking and purring with him because they too adored his reactions; Angus was just a precious mess.

‘P-Pleheheeeease ohoho plehease mehehercyyy….’

Angus just felt completely overcome by the tickles, like he’d been wrapped in a tickly weighted blanket, and he couldn’t stop smiling, His smile was so bright and happy, and his blue eyes just seemed to gleam with his flustered joy as his stammers bubbled from his lips.

‘Ohohoho n-nohoho mohohore….’

King cocked his head at the cutely wriggling man, before letting out his softest whistle yet that then spurred his subjects to truly have mercy on Angus and release him from their snuggly hold. The man immediately hid his face in his hands and curled up into a giddy giggly ball whilst all the squirrels softly squeaked and nestled close to him.

‘Ohoho my ….jeheheheezums…’

Angus panted, his breath visible as little clouds coming from his lips, his burning blush very nearly melting the frost on the ground beneath him as he rubbed away the tingles his nerves had accumulated. King smirked and straightened his crown, deciding that a more formal introduction was in order. He came down from his perch and approached the curled up man, and Angus found himself looking up curiously when he felt someone leaning over him.

‘I’m King of the Squirrels, but you can call me King. Are you ah, alright?’

Angus gasped with happy shock when he saw that it was the King himself, and he looked exactly as others had described! So regal and smart, with his iconic beard made from peanut butter. The monarch wore a smirky smile as he offered Angus a hand up, and the hunter blushed as he accepted….and had a niggly thought in the back of his head that perhaps the tickling hadn’t gone unobserved.

‘Ihi’m Ahangus, apparently I’m the nehew tickle toy of the squirrels.’

Angus remarked with an embarrassed grin, making King snicker playfully as he looked the man up and down; he was even cuter up close.

‘So I see, looks like they’ve taken a shine to you…’

Angus softly laughed, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully as he suddenly realised that the squirrels were bouncing around him, filled with cute excitement. Angus giggled when they bonked into his legs, twirling and squeaking, and King took a few moments to admire how Angus’ face lit up at seeing how much they liked him. The monarch interjected however when he saw the hunter start to shiver, the heat from all his built up adrenaline was now wearing off.

‘Hey ah, would you like to warm up in my palace?’

Angus looked to the monarch curiously, but soon laughed when he looked to where King pointed and saw his rather large treehouse up in the forest’s canopy.

‘Hell yeah.’

Thus, up to the royal palace they went, where Angus was pleasantly surprised to find electricity, steaming hot cocoa….and the most snuggles he’d ever had (from squirrels) in his entire life. The again though, with his love for nature, it was time that nature showed him that it loved him back.

WOOOO HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS ONE LEMME KNOW IF YA DO WOOOO LUV YOUS XX

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Black Grouse and Mountain Hares: A magical first morning in Scotland 

It was an early start for our first day in the field of the Heatherlea Spring Into Scotland trip earlier this month, to go looking for Black Grouse at the lek. As the day started to wake up we settled in nicely to the beautiful and dramatic scenery of mountains and vast open landscapes on the journey to the site, and on the way we spotted a Black Grouse from the mini bus. It was an honour to see this smart and starkly coloured bird well by the road, seeing another too. This was one of the biggest birds of the Heatherlea Birding Bites Scotland trip we did for my 21st birthday in 2018 as a bird we’d never seen before that and wouldn’t have a chance to in home areas for us. It was a big moment of that trip and it’s fitting that it was the first bird we saw on this trip really. 

We then got out at the site and it was thrilling to see a good number of Black Grouse. Watching there for a while we got cracking views and saw some great bits of lekking action with a few displaying. This was an inspiring sight of an epic piece of nature which makes me proud of British wildlife, I loved watching them. I got a distant record shot the second picture in this photoset of them. When taking this in there was a sense of this trip we had waited for and been looking forward to for so long really arriving.  

The stage was shared nicely on this early morning watch by a mammal in what was perhaps my best ever week of watching wild mammals when I was stunned that a Mountain Hare was seen and I was thrilled to see it. We saw a few of these racing across the ground too, getting stunning views of these charismatic and wondrous mammals. It was such a good surprise moment, as on the 2018 trip we saw one in a guide’s telescope way away on a mountain side which we didn’t necessarily expect then given the places visited and species targeted on the trip. So I didn’t think it was a given we’d see one this time but did of course hope, and we did so early on which was euphoric. These were my greatest ever views of this special animal and I was over the moon to watch them. I took the first picture in this photoset of one of the Mountain Hares, and third and fourth of views there.

As the group marveled at these astonishing views of wonderful wildlife a few other things were spotted including Curlew seen and heard very well, Lapwing and Oystercatcher stars of the trip and Lesser Redpoll. I seem to recall a Raven too. 

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GPT-2: It learned on the Internet

Prompt: The black-capped chickadee is a small songbird native to

Response: The black-capped chickadee is a small songbird native to Africa that is powerfully seductive. In the songs of Barry Sequson, Harry Holness and Alan Emerson the black-capped chickadee competes with others—and climbs on top of each other and fights with high-powered snakes, Emperor jockeys and mysterious unicorns.

This is text generated by an artificial neural network that the researchers at OpenAI unveiled this week. In fact, it’s generated by the worst neural network they trained. Even the worst neural network generates text that, if not demonstrating actual knowledge of chickadees, is leaps and bounds over the coherence of any neural networks I’ve trained myself. They’ve built in a way for the model to zoom out and look at longer-term features of text, which means it’s much better at making sentences hold together, and even remembering what it’s talking about from sentence to sentence.

The model learned by crawling the Internet and seeing which words are used together in which order, trying to build up an internal model that will let it predict which word comes next in a sentence. It’s similar in concept to the models I’ve trained to generate paint colors, first lines of novels, and Harry Potter fan fiction, except it’s a lot more powerful. It also learned from a much larger dataset than I use, consisting of every page that was linked to somewhere on Reddit with a minimum number of upvotes. That encompasses a LOT of topics.

It includes fan fiction, for example.

Prompt: Harry wished that Hermione would hurry up. The icing was beginning to harden.

Response: Even now, the cracks only hurt and were beginning to make the steel in her hair and tie in like clumps. Hermione sipped the bitter frost from her dinner and chewed on her eating soup.

Prompt: Darth Vader entered the room, cape billowing. "What is the meaning of these... festivities?"

Response: ”Strange and solemn, now," Princess Leia replied. "Will pirates make jokes at Jabba's birthday cake? Oh, and for a moment, Darth Vader was too full of himself for that ceremony, hence all the mirth."

"Did your father suffer there?" Vader roared and growled and turned to gaze up from the balcony.

The model can also try to communicate Important Science Facts, although its actual facts are a bit suspect.

Prompt: Our solar system consists of the inner and outer planets, separated by an asteroid belt. It has

Response: Our solar system consists of the inner and outer planets, separated by an asteroid belt. It has only one sun, Pluto.  Mercury rotates on its axis a little to allow a few planets, called gas giants, to be independently charged.  During some of these cycles periods between  90% and 64% of the solar system's surface might be charged.  (Not enough is needed for vermin but that is gradually fading away.)

Prompt: Throughout the long cold Antarctic winter, the residents of South Pole Station

Response: Throughout the long cold Antarctic winter, the residents of South Pole Station lost virtually all of their ancient crustaceans, most notably pterodactyls, and all of the all-important plankton hydrates and protozoan eggs of the five ordered species of mammal.

Other deposits for sea organisms included eraymarine calcifye, the redfin ball, penguin heads, and the red whale.

Prompt: A carbon atom's outer orbitals

Response: A carbon atom's outer orbitals are basically a ring of ions around the border of thin mini-glaciers (usually colloquially referred to as bubble"). Like viruses, these planes are in islands in large weather groups. In and out they get all of their energy from many small regions of solar wind and dense cloud cover (usually thousands of square meters). Like viruses, their weaponry is imaged to record the movement of material-- (by deflecting rays, for instance) to complete waves or to cause the material to deform under shell impact. Capacitors--like gravity ids-- produce buoyancy with the exhalation of liquid hydrogen atmospheres, an essential electrolytic letdown when the material is what one calls a watermelon. Heat range is quite long and space is limited so one must stick with watermelons for a stability boost at a given coordinate system vital to shelter those who require them in space.

Interestingly, it takes its cues from the phrasing of the prompt more than from its specific content.

Prompt: Behold, the three-toed sloth, known for its

Response: Behold, the three-toed sloth, known for its ichorotic smile, with its four shades, pantered organic wizened broken bony paws, bulging knees, hairy tubercles, and orange's-black mandibles.

It’ll also do recipes, delightfully. Its recipes aren’t enormously more coherent than the recipes I’ve been able to generate. Part of the problem seems to be that the model is getting a bit confused by other types of recipes in its dataset.

Prompt: Quitterbread bars. Ingredients:

Response (some formatting adjusted for readability):  

Quitterbread bars.

Ingredients:

Creamy cole slaw, chopped fresh cilantro, garlic, etc. 1  few very good options at lime-light, milky-white (at a light foodie) space 1  medicated towel (albino & aluminum mesh - see a friend's link to see if you can use it carefully & what you're expecting) a few paraffin-y dice (sleep about half of the weight, use the 1 ounce plus 2 pounds extra when handling these onto a hot baking sheet) 20 baking sheets 30 1/2 lb. white sanding board 1 didn't dry paper cup 1 cup extra hot water

boil the butter and electrical polishing after 20 minutes 3LB neurons

gently massage these into their slots, reduce heat in oven to approximately 350°F

stuff seam side-side down with binding compound, avoiding every drop of water the thinner sides will be tidy and seperate and pull out after 24 hours know how long they will keep it's held well, thin enough to live with 3-4 weeks teach you all the serenity you'll need to know for fantasy...

_______________________________________ >>> A limited amount of not-spicy crème brûlée (orange - read about how to do it in Meteor!) I used black chocolate cake Crème Brûlée

Painted cocktail draped across the small purple curtain of Shana Liu's Stepmother Coconut Guild guest house in France. 35' x 30' $150

Embargo thank you. Our magical rich chocolate cube

Still, its memory is better than any model I’ve worked with before. Look how it manages to almost remember that it was making a list!

Prompt: My 10 favorite animals are: 1.

Response:  

My 10 favorite animals are: 1. zebras with a white scar on the back; 2. insiduous spiders and octopus; 3. frog with large leaves, hopefully black; 4. cockatiel with scales; 5. razorbill with wings hanging about 4 inches from one's face and a heart tattoo on a frog. 3. cockatric interlocking tetrapods that can be blind, cut, and eaten raw. 4. black and white desert crocodiles living in sunlight. 5. zebra and many other pea bugs.

And this is just the worst model, the one that was trained with 117 million parameters instead of 1542 million. What can the best model do?

Here’s an example of its output:

This give you a clue as to why the OpenAI researchers have decided for now not to release their best model to the public. They’re worried about people using it to produce destructive bots, fake news, phishing emails, and other dangers. It might be difficult indeed to moderate a forum filled with angry time-wasting mostly-coherent bots. In their blog post they posted more examples of the full-powered model producing impressively coherent text, including a delightful news story on four-horned South American unicorns.

What will they end up doing with their model? Even now, someone else with the time and resources - a government, for example - could train and use a model like theirs, especially now that they’ve shown everyone what their technique can do. They’re hoping that their paper will prompt some regulation, or at least some countermeasures, that can guard against this technology’s misuse. They’re also hoping that other researchers will stop to think about potential misuse before they release their models to the public.

For now, the GPT-2 version OpenAI released isn’t going to fool very many people.

Prompt: NO!!! You should NEVER feed a dog from a silver platter.

Response: It will make them bark in farts when you put it away.

Prompt: Actually, you should never microwave your food, because

Response: it holds sodium, mercury, mercury or "cold enemy cocktail" flavorings and the exact same flavorings used then for chili powder. This is wrong, it's not safe, and some people get hurt while cooking at their homes! If you have these very dangerous ingredients and want to keep them around, you should absolutely rinse them and cook them in a dishwasher and set aside.

Support AI Weirdness and get bonus content: A few more GPT-2 samples I generated.

You can download and play with the second-best model here - requires some familiarity with installing and running python code. Or there’s a colaboratory version (works in-browser; no coding required). Content warning: it learned some awful stuff from the Internet.

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Tag Game: Ten Questions

But more like 20 because @jeonchemstudy tagged me twice~ had lots of fun answering these questions, so thank you!

I’m gonna do the the tags and the questions up here so: @cs-blr, @clabujo , @moonxstudies , here are your questions:

What's something you always wanted to do as a child but never got to do it?

Which would be the hardest to give up: coffee or chocolate?

What is your favorite movie of all time?

If you could wake up tomorrow having gained one quality or ability, what would it be?

If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are living now? Why?

Given the choice of anyone in the world, who would you want as a dinner guest, and why?

How many plants do you own?

If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go?

What’s your favorite quote/song lyric?

What’s your go to activity to help lift your mood?

answers to twenty questions I was asked by the lovely Daphne are below the break <3!

1. If you had a mini pet dragon (like one that could sit on your shoulder), what would you name it and what color would it be? [ for me, it’d be holographic white/purple and i’d name her irene]

I can’t decide so here’s two options: 1. Named her ivy and I’d want her to be a deep green or like a jade green? 2. Name her Luna, and I’d want her to be a sparkling white

2. what’s a book you absolutely despise with all of your being? we all have at least one

Catcher in the rye. Reading it was an absolute waste of time imo

3. What’s the wildest dream you’ve ever had? [ pls feel free to ask me about mine if you’re interested. i have the wildest dreams dsjkf ]

I was at arches national park at the highest point with my family, and there was a talking t-rex I had to cross to get to the other side. I think I ended up having to fight it because I wasn’t able to talk my way across or my mom came through and got me, idk I dreamt this was when I was like 8 lol

4. Which moral alignment are you?

According to easydamus.com, I am lawful good, and I suppose that stands true

5. how many WIPs do you have? don’t lie fsdjkds

Most relevant to now is regarding music, so like 10 songs I’m trynna learn all at once?

6. what’s your ideal pair of shoes? what do they look like, and what color are they?

Comfortable black waterproof ankle boots that fit snug but are not made of thick material

7. if you could choose a language to magically be fluent in without any effort, which would it be?

Either French or Hindi; also japanese would be really cool to laern

8. what’s a song that you’d blast in the car with the windows down, singing at the top of your lungs with no cares?

Oo several! Defying Gravity, Burn, King of Anything, Never enough (if I’m being real honest, any hype showtune)

9. if you had to choose a magical weapon to wield in battle, which would it be?

I mean, if a wand is a weapon, then I can use it to conjure anything? If not I think a sword

10. do you think you’d survive the zombie apocalypse?

I’d like to think I’m witty and careful enough to be ready and find a way to survive, so yes, I think I would

And here’s 10 more!

1. if you were an element on the periodic table, which would you be?

Carbon bc I shine under pressure xD Jkjk also I think mercury or plutonium because they are dangerously cool

2. all of us have Phases we go through as a kid in which we’re excited to learn about new things. mine were dinosaurs, butterflies, supernovas, gemstones, marine mammals, weather phenomena, and plants, in that order. what were yours?

Butterflies, dolphins, galaxies (maybe?), princesses, dragons, hairstyles, art, plants

3. what’s your all time favorite meme?

i mean i love the kermit and grumpy cat memes, also like anything that is a pop culture ref is greattt (very uncultured when it comes to memes so sry for the crappy response)

4. do you like watching the olympics? what’s your favorite sport to watch?

I have always wanted to, and I really wanna watch ice skating and gymnastics. 

5. what’s something you obsessively buy and can’t stop buying?

S t a t i o n e r y and plantsss

6. do you have any “secret” talents that you don’t intentionally hide from people but no one knows you have?

i think not? i feel like i learn about my talents when other people happen to notice ahahah

7. what color are the walls of your room painted?

The generic beige/off-white- if i had a choice, i would paint them a bright white

8. what’s a word that you just really like saying out loud, because it sounds good?

Juxtaposition

9. do you sleep with the fan on or off?

On in summers, off in winters

10. we all have our favorite stuffed animals. what’s yours? (mine is a narwhal hehe)

My little owl!