#they fed him those clams

[toytulini]

rip kevin you wouldve loved to become a santa clarita diet zombie

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐥 [Teaser]

In which Jungkook really only went to earth to take home his new pet- but ends up leaving with a lot more than that.

Tags/Warnings: Alien!Jungkook, Human!Reader, Ocean theme, very wet planet, bioluminescence, sci-fi, Romance, strangers to lovers, God this ended up WAY softer and fluffier than I thought it would, Fluff, Kook is tall and buff but sometimes fails to realize that, a pet shark named Custard, another pet shark named Noodle, more TBA

Length: unknown yet, teaser is ~700 words

-> Masterlist

A/N: a silly idea I had because of fellow fish enthusiast @euphoricfilter

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“I’m pretty sure they’ll get along great.” Jungkook smiles. “Of course I’ll have to slowly familiarize the two- but Custard is very sweet, she’s just sometimes a bit moody.” He explains to you, who watches the other shark in the tank with him as he’s being fed by a caretaker.

“I heard they’re a.. popular pet.” You mention, and Jungkook nods.

“Yeah! I initially wanted a lemon shark first, but then things changed, and I got custard first.” He shrugs. “Which I think might have been a good thing, considering that lemon sharks are said to get jealous easily if not properly socialized. It’s easier to introduce them to an already established shark than have them first and get them comfortable with a new one.” The alien explains, watching his new pet swim around.

“You know a lot about them.” You say, and he chuckles a bit bashful.

“I uh- not really. I just.. wanted to know what I’d be getting myself into. A pet is a big responsibility. “ He explains to you, and you nod.

“I swam with lemon sharks before.” You mention. “they’re pretty cute, but.. a bit chaotic sometimes.” You giggle, remembering the time, and how overwhelmed you’d gotten as the sharks had began playfully fighting over attention of you and the other divers.

“So you’re a good swimmer?” He asks curiously, standing next to you in front of the gigantic tank that holds his chosen pet inside, the young shark swimming around for now, while he’s being prepared for the newer conditions soon to become his permanent home.

“..decent.” You laugh a bit uneasy. “I.. nowhere near, you know, your skills.” You say, and he laughs.

“Oh that’s- like comparing clams with mussels. It’s not the same- just looks similar. Like us!” He shrugs off. “I think you’re under-selling yourself. And even if you’re not a good swimmer- I could teach you!” He offers, making you look up from where you stand near the glass.

"I'm just.. still a bit scared." You admit. "You know, after all that happened. I don't think I could just.. forget that and just.." you sigh, and he gently bumps your shoulder.

"Hey.. no one's asking you to." He tells you. "It just might be a good chance to face your fears? And I'll always be right at your side. I have an underwater license after all!" He proudly reminds you, and you can't help but laugh.

“You really seem like you really want me to visit your planet.” You tease, though he clearly doesn’t take it as a joke- nodding with almost cute enthusiasm.

“Of course! You said you always wanted to- so why not do it while visiting a friend?” He proposes. “it’s safer than just going alone. You could get lost, or even hurt.” He tells you. “and you’d miss out on.. you know, the spots only locals know.” Jungkook says, before he looks as Noodle swims closer again to inspect something floating around.

“I mean, you’re right..” you mumble, watching the shark move around. “…but I don’t know. I don’t think I could.. really.. I’m still just human.” You tell him, and he nods.

“I’m aware.” He responds. “and my planet has already made many adjustments to accommodate humans in many areas. You seem to forget that my kind has been.. mixing with humans for a long time by now. “ He chuckles. “means we had to evolve too, and change some of our architecture and stuff to adapt to those changes.” He says.

He’s right. And, in a way, he’s a living example of that change- with his honestly surprisingly human appearance, minus the height difference, and the hardly visible stripes of his skin.

“so, if you’d like, I’d happily house you for your vacation on my planet.” He grins. “and we can see just how well you swim.” He teases, leaning down a bit towards you before you both leave the large hall containing the tank for his new pet-

And you feel like this won’t just be a vacation at all, considering that he’s made it clear that he’s found interest in you past just simply being friends.

And in a way, you don’t mind that one bit.

[blacklegsanjiii]

•°♤°• Any Zosan Fic Recommendeds?

Here's some! (And one ZoLuSan because i'm me) Some are unfinished, some are classics. Either way these are the ones I always go back to!

Learning to Listen by three_days_late

Teen and Up

No Archive Warnings Apply

For as long as Zoro's felt his soulmate echoes he's hated them. He doesn't know why Sanji, or the rest of his crew mates, care so damn much.

Broke the Yolk by 3oClockSnacc (TobiSterling)

Teen and Up

No Archive Warnings Apply

Sanji has a nasty habit of denying himself little luxuries. Sleeping in, hot food, the unconditional love of his crew. He's used to it though; used to getting up at the crack of dawn to prepare breakfast, used to working on an empty stomach to ensure everyone else is fed, used to serving up pieces of himself and getting nothing in return. He can't afford those luxuries. Not even on his birthday.

Digital Footprint 100 Miles Wide by yellowrubberboots

Teen and Up

No Archive Warnings Apply

[Profile Picture Description: A MS Paint drawing of a cartoon skull. The skull is wearing a yellow straw hat with a red band around the base.] TheStrawhats Last live 2 days ago video games and other random shit // we stream when we stream. 6.2M followers

Unwritten Recipes by aririnas

Teen and Up

No Archive Warnings Apply

Ingredients 2 fat garlic cloves, crushed 2 red chillies, deseeded and finely chopped 150ml white wine (not optional) 175g dried spaghetti 140g mussels, washed and beards removed 140g clams, washed chilli oil or olive oil, for drizzling ½ small pack parsley, roughly chopped (..) or Sanji writes everyone's favourite food in a recipe book

You'll Whisper Lies to Me (and One of Them Will be True) by Veto_power_over_clocks

Teen and Up

No Archive Warnings Apply

Sanji introduces Zoro to Two Truths and a Lie. He only ever plays with Zoro, and all his lies are shit. (Alternatively: Sanji subjects himself to the mortifying ordeal of being known by Zoro. He does everything in his power to ensure Zoro doesn't realize that's what's happening.)

Green with Envy Blues by adietxt

General Audiences

No Archive Warnings Apply

Zoro thinks he’s a pretty loyal person. All things considered, he’s a faithful crewmember and swordsman of the Strawhat Pirates. Zoro looks up just in time to see Luffy launching himself at Sanji, wrapping his stretched limbs all over Sanji’s body. Sanji has just walked out of the galley carrying a plate full of fancy-looking drinks and he’s extending his arm as far away as possible from Luffy’s grasp, and Luffy leans over his shoulder, their cheeks pressed against each other’s, their lips almost touching — Zoro is seriously considering mutiny.

Switching Places by TranqilChaos

Mature

Graphic Depictions of Violence

All it takes is one desperate battle in the jungle for Zoro to finally be on the other side. For him to be the one worrying at a bedside. For him to be the one waiting hours for the slightest sign of anything. For him to be the one missing meals and skipping showers and sleeping in the infirmary chair. Or Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji fight a tough battle in the forest that leaves all, but Zoro, horribly injured.

Your Eyes are Liquor, Your Body is Gold by Astauria

Not Rated

Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings

It was a stupid idea, Zoro had known it all along and now he was really wondering why he had accepted such a proposal. No amount of alcohol in the world could ever be worth the decomposition he would see in Sanji's eyes when he learned the truth. Zoro had bet on him, for one fucking drink.

Rewind (Be Kind) by donutsandcoffee

Teen and Up

No Archive Warnings Apply

What should be a run-of-the-mill skirmish with a devil fruit user turned Sanji into an eight-year-old, and the Strawhats are suddenly faced with a version of Sanji they have never met before: a Sanji before the Strawhats, before the floating restaurant, but after—something. Zoro observes, learns, and relearns.

[catcas22]

Literally Dreaming About the DLC

Had a disturbingly vivid dream about an Elden Ring sidequest, and decided to share it 1) to exorcise it from my mind 2) because there might be some potential here?

Content warning for implied dead kids.

Starts out galloping around Liurnia at night, on the lake just north of the Moonlight Altar. Hereabouts, I think:

Tarnished spots a large cluster of spectral animals ahead and investigates. In the center of the herd is a spectral dragon-hybrid, childlike but in a Ghost of Christmas Past sort of way.

The spirit appears morose and rather confused about her current state. When questioned, she drops a few poetically ominous lines about cold and dark, then mentions the name "The Hunter Michigain" [sic] before she clams up.

Tarnished goes to ask her buddy Kalé if he's heard any local gossip about this guy. Kalé explains that Michigain is a madman worshipping some kind of cold-affiliated entity. He sacrifices to said entity by kidnapping small children and leaving them down an abandoned mine to die of hypothermia (What the hell, my subconscious? I think I might have been drawing on SCP-4666 a bit).

Kalé then proceeds to recount an absolutely harrowing tale of how years ago, his three-year-old nephew was taken by Michigain. Against all counsel, Kalé's brother tried to go after the kid. Michigain broke the poor guy's legs and left him a few levels down the mine, close enough to the surface that those above could hear his agonized pleas for help. Kalé finally breaks and arms up to go spring the obvious trap.

Present day, Kalé recounts that he didn't get his brother or his nephew back, just a leg so mangled he can still barely walk on it. Kalé began the story trying to dissuade us from tangling with Michigain, but by the end of it he's ready for round two now that he has the Tarnished for extra muscle.

Kalé directs us to a set of ruins high on the Moonlight Altar, where we find the entrance to Michigain's mine. It's an absolutely hellish platforming puzzle, where we have to drop down level by level through the entire depth of the plateau, balancing on rickety mineshaft scaffolding while Michigain shoots at us with a gatling crossbow and his goons try to run along the rafters and tackle us off.

Thankfully, there are no visible dead kids, no environment-hazard live kids that we have to avoid friendly-firing, and no kids attacking us for whatever reason. There is, however, an omnipresent sound of sniffling and whimpering, always sounding as if it's just around the corner, sometimes louder, sometimes softer.

Kalé is with us. He moves at like 0.2 miles per hour due to the bad leg, and he'll die in a hurry if you leave him behind. But if you stick with him and draw fire, he's got a big hatchet and a box-fed dart gun, and he's quite effective at sniping the cultist highwaymen as they try to rush you.

Michigain looks like a sort of evil coureur des bois, wrapped up in layers of snow-dusted leather and fur. We never see his face. He never says a word. He fights with the aforementioned gatling crossbow, then switches to a pickaxe when we get close.

Before we fight him, we get a miniboss in the form of his two dragon-hybrid henchmen, both notably bigger and older than the spirit who initially tipped us off.

We finally face Michigain at the lowest level of the mine. The sounds of weeping children are loudest here. If we spoke to Ranni after triggering the quest and informed her of what was happening on her land, she shows up halfway through the fight the way Yura does for the Nerijus fight. She gives a monologue to the tune of "You merely adopted the dark, I was born into it" that I dearly wish I could remember verbatim, then wrecks the guy with Ranni's Dark Moon.

It was only in the process of writing this all out that I realized the two dragon-hybrids are definitely the specter child's parents, who sacrificed their own daughter for the sake of Michigain's cult.

[miguellover07]

Ughhh, may I request something,well umm do u remember those wattpad nerd story (that had to deal with nerds girl who no one really had an interest,then boom someone is interested in them and they just called them ugly ass,but the nerds always weared baggy clothes and big glasses) that was popular there, well I wanted to ask

Nerd!reader(female) x rich!popular!Miguel

Highschool/college au

Who is an new kid(miguel) come to school already become popular and all the talk of the town ,he was just incredibly annoyed by all these girl jumping onto to him like an bug going toward the sun,and the fucking guys that say there he best friends,he would just shut them up,and make fun of them,he was fed up with people telling him what happening with today's drama or shit,he just wanted to had fun,I mean just because he was rich doesn't he was lazy,that's when he wanted to find an place that quiet and clam he went to the library, that where he saw reader,(who he never saw her before,he just thought she was an new kid) nerd!reader who was wearing headphones underneath her hoodie (listening to music of course) while studying,she seem peaceful,but knowing him he would just sat down next in the same table as her,

AND THE REST IS UP TO u (Idk what to do)

Always have an wonderful day😘😘😇

Study buddy

Around 1100 words, fluff, rich!Miguel x nerdfem!reader

After finally getting rid of these annoying classmates of his, he found his way to the school library.

He was already so frustrated and grumpy by them. They don't understand that he simply doesn´t care who fucked with whom or who holds the best parties.

This year he wants to improve his grades to the impossible, so only A´s are allowed. This means no parties, no drama or any kind of burden for him.

The reason is that he wants to be worthy of his parents company.

He wants them to be proud of him and inherit it to him because he deserves it and not due to the fact that he is their eldest son.

That´s why right now he's standing in the math section and looks through the books and after a bit of searching he finds the books he needs for practacing.

Luckily the math section is mostly empty except for a group who are probably working on a project together and a girl.

Before searching for a seat, he decides to regard the girl for some minutes.

Her oversized hoodie has a big image on the back which tells him that she is a fan of the same comic as him.

He sees her removing the glasses and rubbing her already bloodshot eyes and she seems worried and frustrated.

So, he decides to sit next to her, taking out his school supplies such as notebook, calculator and some pencils.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to befriend her so that he can have a study buddy and they could help each other out.

As he sits down next to her, he notices the small spider-man earrings and he can't help but feel excited because he also likes him.

Even her earphones are designed in the colour red and blue which implies that they must be customised.

She rests her head in her hands and Miguel guesses that she is either at the brick of a breakdown or just taking a break.

"Need help?" he causally asks her as he takes her notes to see with what she is fighting.

The moment he starts speaking is exactly where her song switches to another one, so in this little second she hears him right next to her.

Startled, she jumps in her chair, putting a hand on her heart "Gosh, I didn´t see you coming..."

And Miguel can´t help but find her slow reaction adorable.

She slowly takes her headphones off and sighs while blushing intensly. The new kid talked to her? And even offers his help?

No way, this must be a prank, most people don´t even recognize her which she is extremly thankful for since she has seen how the popular kids bully the nerds or basically everbody who isn´t filthy rich or at least good looking.

But she needs help or else she will fail her math class and studying alone won't get her far.

"I don't even know what I´m doing..." she would whisper embarrassed.

Humming, he starts opening one of her books and takes a minute to read himself in this topic.

All the while she puts her glasses back on to get a better sight of him.

It´s like she is looking at a model, his skin looks so smooth and his hair is so fluffy and voluminous.

His sharp features makes him so much hotter but to stop her emberassing blushing, she tries looking at the books before her.

After understanding the topic, he leans back and starts explaining it to her, without making her feel stupid which only makes her more attracted to him.

He even put his arm behind her to lean a bit closer towards her and his other hand keeps pointing to the book while sometimes scribbling on her notes.

Nodding eagerly as she finally understood what her problem was and how it workes.

She can´t help and turn to him as she gives him a tired but happy smile since this session took over 2 hours of him just explaining and calculating together.

"Thank you so much for your help, I don´t know what I would do without you," expressing her graditute while packing her stuff "Could I perhaps repay you?"

Miguel leans back and packs his schoolbag as well "How about before we start our next time we have lunch together? I´m still new here and don´t know my way around and I don´t know if you´ve already had the chance to explore our school"

Confusion is written over her face "What do you mean?" she chuckles akwardly.

"Aren´t you new here as well?" he raises a brow and is seemingly confused now.

Chuckling she explains "No no no, I´ve been in this town since birth so I actaully do know my way around, I could be your guide if you like" she puts her hand before her giggling mouth to hide it and Miguel again can´t help but find her adorable with the whole behaviour and looks.

Everything she does just suits her.

"Oh sorry, I don´t know why I automatically assumed you were new here, but yeah I´d like to have a sweet one like you as my tour guide... ugh when I think about that one of the other could be my guide, I already get a headache"

Again she can´t help but giggle at his confession and as they two stand up, she can´t help but notice the height difference which makes her a little bit nervous again. Miguel notices it immediately which makes him smirk.

"I´m Y/N, by the way" she awkwardly introduces herself as she remebered to do it at the beginning which makes it a bit awkward again but he only leans down to hear her better and perhaps to tease her a little.

"Y/N, it´s a pretty name and it suits you perfectly... and I´m Miguel o´hara" he says with a little smirk.

🕸🕷

Hope you like this one, I somehow struggled to make him seem 'more rich' and her more 'nerdy' with the set up but I still hope you'll enjoy this one, my friend <3

[coffee-in-veins]

Ngl, I was waiting for you to join in the fun with the OC ask! Anyways I'm perpetually curious about your Heiress. And seems like RRR characters are also on the menu!! Heiress: 💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)? 🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons? 🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events? 🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace? 💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them? RRR!Reynauld: 🐈 CAT — does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends? 🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends? 😥 SAD BUT RELIEVED FACE — is your oc prone to getting stressed out, or is it easy for them to keep their cool? RRR!Dismas 🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often? 🔱 TRIDENT EMBLEM — can your oc swim? do they enjoy swimming? 💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any? 🍸 COCKTAIL GLASS — what is your oc's favorite alcoholic drink, if they can drink?

I had to restrain myself ;; I want to ask about more tbf xD

hello hello! o/ thank you for the ask ^^

also feel free to ask more! i may take some time to answer but i'll do my best to answer still

Heiress:

💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)?

not gonna lie, i had to read what all those even are. Commander or Executive for MBTI and 5 for enneagram, maybe? Heiress is logical to a fault (we'll see more of that later) so she has to be someone logical, lacking empathy, goal-oriented and lax in breaking the taboos. not sure if such people would even do those tests xD

🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons?

she has a sword of black metal, and it looks too used to be ceremonial (despite being notably cared for, it's visibly damaged) but no one had ever seen her wield it

🚫 PROHIBITED — does your oc drink/smoke? do they do it regularly, or is it more on occasion or for special events?

no one ever saw the Heiress consuming anything. occasionally, there's a silver goblet and a crystalline decanter on her desk, but no one ever saw her take a sip. likewise, no one ever smelled smoke on her

🍎 RED APPLE — where was your oc born? do they still live in/around their place of birth or do they live somewhere else? how do they feel about their birthplace?

she was born in a place far away in both time and space. but she is too practical to miss it more than a minute once a couple of years or so. she knows she cannot go back anyhow, so she abandoned the memory, mostly. in her head, there's no point to grieve something which will not be back

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

efficiency. she is utterly, completely, absolutely dedicated to perfecting efficiency of slaying HoT. you can call her speerdunner for trying her best to shave off weeks of time and even single gold coin off each week to make it better. luckily for inhabitants of Hamlet, she knows that healthy and mentally stable (or at least relatively stable), fed people fight better than starved, sick and dying ones, and money spent on gear is the money she's not getting back if they die down there.

RRR!Reynauld:

🐈 CAT — does your oc prefer a wide circle of friends or a few close friends?

Rey believes he has a big social circle, and that he's close to a lot of people but the key word here is "believes". In actuality, he's clammed up and all those people see what he tries to sell as the "ideal version" of himself, instead of actual him. Rey is actually extremely lonely, and is in an uphill battle of trying to convince himself that he's fine on his own. Dis was probably his closest confidant, and knew a lot of dirt Rey wishes he didn't.

can't say it's all on him, though. he was close to Barristan and now is close to Sir Jolland and "proper" heroes. he's also close with the abbot, to everyone's detriment, and the abbot saw the amazing potential of isolating him and making him an attack dog on all "improper" in the town

🧡 ORANGE HEART — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends?

since Rey doesn't have family (in his own head), friends win by default xD hell, the man admits, he loved his horse more than his son. my Rey ain't a good dad...

😥 SAD BUT RELIEVED FACE — is your oc prone to getting stressed out, or is it easy for them to keep their cool?

Rey is all about appearances, so he would try his damnest to appear cool, collected and composed even when he's yelling and losing his shit on the inside. it takes a lot to crack his mask. but he's an increddible worrywart underneath it

RRR!Dismas

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

Dis likes ditties and "silly" music - what we would consider burlesque, cabaret or the like. he wants to have a good time, not to feel too dumb to listen to a song

sea shanties and rhytmic, repeated music makes him fall into melancholy and quietness because it reminds him too much of prison "call&response" songs he had to listen for way too long and even be a part of to not be torn apart by chains

🔱 TRIDENT EMBLEM — can your oc swim? do they enjoy swimming?

as someone who had too many people attempt to drown him, Dismas can swim, and swim rather well. what's more, he's more used to swimming in clothes and with added weight than naked. he enjoys swimming but usually too busy to do it for fun, not to mention, he hates cold water, so it limits his options

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

he knows his native tongue, and whatever equivalent of english anyone in DD are speaking + shards, bits and pieces of the languages from the countries he travelled through (mostly the most basic of levels and cussing)

🍸 COCKTAIL GLASS — what is your oc's favorite alcoholic drink, if they can drink?

any alcohol he doesn't have to pay for :D

[woodlaflababab]

A rant on Aang being fed, this is half serious half a joke

Starting with the Headband episode where they go to a restaurant that is specifically for meat (as we hear Aang say 'oh, we're going to a meat place?' and based on how he doesnt join them, the place doesnt have any other options) despite 1/4 of their group being vegetarian.

And if that wasnt bad enough, when they brush off Aang, Aang says, and I quote

"I'll just get some lettuce out of the garbage."

And they accept this???? And leave him??? They don't act like this is exactly out of the ordinary? How often is Aang going dumpster diving for food???? Like, what a weird fucking throw away line.

And then

What was he eating during the painted lady episode? Bc all sokka was buying was poisoned fish and clams. I hope they just, had rations, and they were just,,,, choosing to eat poison fish instead of said rations, bc the alternative, is Aangs been on his own foraging plants around a dead river for however many days they were there. Katara over here extending their stay like, hell yeah pop off katara, save those people, but also, she had to know Aang didn't have shit to eat right???? Aang’s not eating the berries, wtf is he eating? Katara you found edible berries? And didn't tell Aang?????

And I don't remember him complaining abt any of this, like, kid, child, you are in one of the most rapid stages of growth and are doing the physical work of mASTERING THREE ELEMENTS IN NINE MONTHS, sustenance is, in fact, a necessity

Catch anti-aang ppl coming out here and saying Aang should've just stopped being so picky, that if he really wanted to eat, he'd have eaten what was available and how the others aren’t responsible for making sure he's fed. That sounds exactly like some shit anti aangers would say.

And you know who it also sounds like? SOKKA

MY BOY

HOW CAN YOU DO THIS

He looks at the vegetarian whos a vegetarian bc of his dEAD CULTURE/RELIGION and goes "just stop being vegetarian :) even the meat here eats meat :)"

Sokka I love you, but omg I want to punt you across a courtyard

Im sorry, but if my friend were to come up to me like "I'm a vegetarian, have been my whole life, it's the way a lot of my culture does things, its something I learned from family and friends who are all now dead" I'd be half tempted to become vegetarian myself just out of solidarity. Is that just me? Am I just gung ho on friendship? Hello? 

Also, fuck you @ bumi throwing a fowl leg at him knowing hes uncomfortable with touching meat. Theres gotta be better ways to prove hes an airbender than making him panic by throwing a dead animals leg at him

Justice for Aang man, feed the poor kid.

[likesplatterpaint]

What do you feed Burd? My partner loves snails and said they would be upset to see them being eaten, so I assumed puffer keeping was off the table for me. However, I have read some people saying that Green Spotted Puffers can eat clams on the half shell, mussels, and shrimp with the shell to keep their teeth healthy, not just snails. I'm curious what your take on that is.

It’s possible with some caveats! Burd gets mostly whole clam (that I eventually open for him), earthworm and shrimp. He also eats Dubia roaches, tilapia, and cricket if offered. Jury is out on Squid. He hates mussels but I think that’s a Burd thing. He gets snails occasionally as most of our snarvest currently goes to Waldo (who is being a picky brat and having a tough time accepting other foods).

Another GSP keeper I’m good friends with feeds her pair cockles and they love them, but I can’t easily get my hands on those. If I could get my hands on frozen crayfish and crabs easily, those would also be on the menu. We can get fresh crab here but $$$ and too big for Burd

As I’ve kept puffers longer and longer I’ve read more about the dangers of too much thiaminase building up in their livers. This is mostly true for freshwater puffers (like Waldo or Yamuel) when fed oceanic foods like shrimp, scallops, or tilapia. I’m not sure if this is a thing with GSPs since they start as brackish and eventually transition to full marine, but Burd is at least 9 years old and doing great!

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention my little dwarf puffer Hush, who I think may have died of a b12 deficiency in part because she didn’t get many snails. But that’s a different species and biome.

Burd gets lots of crunchy food but there have been at least a handful of times I’ve had to trim his teeth in his life. We both hate it lol.

Hope this helps.

[starry-eyed-steve]

In addition to that ask about Robin and Nancy in s4 and having Robin in Steve's corner and have it be Nancy vying for Robin's attention, instead of the other way:

In s4, like I get the whole "portraying Robin as babbling and nervous and rambling uncontrollably" but even with all that, I just found their scenes in s4 kind of weird?? Like yeah Robin was nervous and rambling, but I just can't see why Robin would keep trying to connect with Nancy when she was very obviously annoyed with her and Robin kept ramming up against the "annoyed wall" Nancy had put up between them.

In the library, as soon as the scene starts, Nancy acts annoyed and fed up with Robin. It's like she's already decided and barely gives her a chance before she's just annoyed with her. It's like she puts all of her annoyance up like a wall between them and doesn't want to give Robin the time of day. They barely know each other (and Robin should definitely have her misconceptions about Nancy, if not from Steve then from rumours and deciding to put herself in Steve's corner, even though he never asked her to) but Nancy has still decided to be fed up and annoyed with Robin as soon as she opens her mouth and does so very obviously. Like, Nancy is so incredibly annoyed and irritated and does not care about Robin knowing that. It is so blatantly obvious from just looking at her in those scenes.

I don't understand why Robin is unaffected by that. Even if she sometimes has problems understanding social cues and body language, Robin absolutely catches on to Nancy's annoyance and her totally ignoring her. She literally says, "you seem annoyed" so she absolutely catches Nancys annoyance. And with experience she already has from being a nerd and social outcast, she'd take that more to heart. She says it herself, "believe me, my mom reminds me daily". So it would be a sore spot. And any time other moments or people get into that sore spot and fucks it up again, that's gonna hurt! So I just don't understand why robin would be totally unaffected by that and keep chasing Nancy's acceptance and friendship. She should clam up the second Nancy puts her into "annoying girl who just yabs away with nothing important to say" box. Nancy hates when men treat her badly and are sexist around her, so why the fuck is she treating Robin the same way, just with a different kind of brush?? And expect Robin to not take it to heart?

I don't get it. And I don't get why Robin is still chasing Nancy after Nancy very blatantly ignored her, was incredibly annoyed with her for talking and rambling in a high stress and scary situation (which would make rambling nervously understandable!), and put up a wall between them, to try and shut her out. All with an annoyed, irritated air about her.

I just. Like the other ask said, Robin should have been in Steve's corner from the start and not want Nancy's friendship, so it had been Nancy chasing after Robin's friendship. And we'd get a chance to see Nancy struggle with forming a connection to another girl for the first time since she lost Barb and how she would go about that with that inner conflict. While also getting someone putting Steve first and prioritising him above others.

I absolutely wish we had gotten the Nancy & Robin dynamic that the anon suggested. That feels so much more compelling (and true to Robin's character) than having her desire Nancy's attention and friendship, because it's Nancy and we should all love and see her as the ultimate morality character who can do no wrong

This is the ask I think you're talking about?

First things first, I have to defend Nancy a bit in that library scene. From her pov, she just found out her friend died while she took him to a crime scene prior. Then this girl she doesn't know, who is best friends with her ex who she has complicated feelings about just talks to her non-stop. Robin also questions her idea and doesn't really believe in what Nancy says, so of course, she is annoyed. It's a normal reaction. I would have been annoyed as well. However, my issue is that Nancy never apologized for it, and it's brushed aside in the show. There could have been a scene when Robin found the Creel story where Nancy was like hey sorry for earlier are we good now? But nope, instead, the show made Robin kinda pathetic for continuing to want to impress Nancy even when she recognized that Nancy treated her rather badly.

For example, if Steve had behaved that way towards Robin, she would let him know that it wasn't okay the way he treated her. It's also telling that Steve apologizes as soon as he hurts someone. Like when he insulted Dustin in s4 and Dustin was like dude stop, Steve immediately checked his behavior. So why can't Nancy do the same? In general, I feel like she has a hard time apologizing, or the show just lets her off the hook than other characters.

You're right, imo Robin had no reason to be so desperate for Nancy's friendship. Like this is her best friend's ex who broke his heart, and she heard rumours about their messy breakup that included cheating. S3 Robin would at least be cautious about her. I don't even mind her rambling in s4 because that shows she's more comfortable around people, especially Steve. But she would still be masking around Nancy because she's not comfortable around her based on the information she had on her prior

And then, when Nancy makes her so uncomfortable that Robin has to explain herself to her and even tells her about her mom and how she thinks her personality is faulty, it just makes me so upset for Robin. Like Nancy totally sees that Robin is upset, she could have told her she needs a moment to process. That's all I needed, like some sort of confirmation that Nancy cares and wants to befriend Robin. Nancy only started to tolerate her after Robin proved herself multiple times that she was useful to her. And even when Nancy asked Robin if they were friends in the woods, she never said sorry for her past behavior. It just made Robin look so stupid, and I don't want that for her. Personally, after the library, I feel like Robin should have let Nancy know that she was hurt and distance herself a bit. Nancy then would have had the chance to reflect, and idk it would make platonic ronance so much better. S4 Robin felt ooc because in s3 she took no bullshit from Steve, why is Nancy different for her?

(Sidenote: People being annoyed with Vickie because she also rambles just don't get it. Like omg Robin sees this and is instantly put at ease. Vickie reassured her that her rambling isn't weird or faulty, Robin instantly feels drawn to her. She doesn't have to explain herself or even apologize for being herself like she has to with Nancy. Robin deserves someone who gets her.)

In general, letting Nancy be the driving force would do so much for her as a character, I can't state this enough. To me, Nancy never gets a chance to grow, which makes me sad. She still feels like s2 Nancy because she never gets to reflect on her behavior. She hurts people, but it gets brushed off so easily. She is capable of feeling hurt when it's inflicted on her, but when she treats others badly, she doesn't seem to understand that she is in the wrong. Like the show needs to let her feel the consequences, just because she isn't perfect doesn't mean it would make her a terrible character. It's the opposite, actually, characters being not Nancy's biggest fan, and her questioning her behavior is way more interesting than everyone liking her instantly or still liking her despite being hurt by her actions.

I also want someone being in Steve's corner for once. As a best friend, it's your duty to have your bff's' best interests at heart. Kinda side-eying their ex and not meddling to get them back together is like the bare minimum. Plus, after being not treated very well by said ex, Robin should definitely side with Steve more.

But again, I feel like because we have limited time, there is no room for much personal drama. It's easier to have everyone go along than let them fight. However, I think this season could have benefited from them fighting because the show needed the plan to go wrong. So, if the people were not on the same page, the plan being stupid would have been more believable. They were destined to fail because of inner personal problems.

[burnwater13]

Grogu looked across the water, through the window of the Razor Crest and wondered what his dad was thinking about. Whatever it was, they were making sure that he didn’t know about it. He sighed. He hoped his dad wasn’t planning on going swimming in the ocean without him. That just wouldn’t be right. 

Unlike the Mandalorians, Grogu had found the Mamacore to be fascinating. It had this gigantic mouth with lots of teeth and then it also had taloned claws. A lot of them. Grogu wasn’t really certain how they connected to the Mamacore’s body, but that was okay. They still worked in a horrific and effective way. He suspected that they were distantly related to Rathtars. 

As he was considering the mamacore, his thoughts turned to food, as they so often did. He wondered what kind of critters they ate. Certainly fish. The ocean had a lot of fish and that would be pretty typical. But why bother with a hard shelled item like his floaty chair? Were the fish not enough? Did the mamacore think Grogu was a crab or something like a crab? Hard shell on the outside, tasty protein on the inside?

Well, he was definitely made of protein, but he didn’t know if he species was considered tasty. The only thing he found tasty was licking his fingers after eating gorg on a stick or a bunch of frogs, or even those delicious frog eggs. But his fingers, all on their own, didn’t taste special to him. 

Plus, it wasn’t like there were so many of his kind zipping around the galaxy that the mamacore would have tasted them before and thought ‘Ooh, a Grogu! Yum. I just can’t wait.’, like he did with frogs. Nope. Usually critters sniffed and poked and prodded a thing before eating it because maybe it was bad for them. What if Grogu was poison to a mamacore? It just didn’t make sense to eat first and regret later. 

Was there something that looked a lot like a floaty chair among the vast diversity of ocean critters on Trask? Grogu thought that must be likely. Maybe some sort of clam or sea snail or even a crab. It must have had similar coloring and not smelled special at all. Nothing to warn the mamacore that they had selected the wrong object to eat.

He felt bad for the critter. It hadn’t asked to be captured and put in a hold and used for the entertainment of the Quarren crew members. Sure they fed it fish, but Grogu doubted that they had fed it regularly. It acted like it was really hungry. Poor critter.

When he was really hungry he’d eaten all sorts of things that he’d later regretted. His biggest regret was the time he ate Mandalorian chili with his dad and Peli. Apparently the recipe Din Djarin had shared with their friend required the use of 60 to 100 spicy hot peppers and only a kilo of protein. Din and Peli really liked the stuff.

The only problem was that Peli didn’t realize that you weren’t supposed to use the peppers whole. You were supposed to chop them up. Grogu was so eager to eat, he snuck some out of the pot and put a whole hot pepper in his mouth. As it burned his tongue he pulled it right back out, but his fingers tasted like peppers for days. He was just glad that he hadn’t touched his eyes like Peli had. He thought she was never going to stop crying.

Well, that mamacore had stopped crying, or shrieking, or whatever sound it made, because Koska Reeves was not having it, and she ended the mamacore so she could save Grogu. Grogu appreciated what she did, but he still wished that there had been a way to spare the bit critter. Like the Krayt dragon and the mudhorn, critters that were big and threatening were all too often killed, rather than wrangled. He supposed time was of the essence, but he didn’t like it. 

Which was why he didn’t really want the Mandalorian take a risk like that again. Based on the wide variety of big and scary critters they had met during their travels, like those horrible ice spiders (they didn’t end well either), who knew what other stuff was swimming around in the ocean on Trask just waiting to get a chance to taste test a Mandalorian or a Grogu. Grogu certainly didn’t want to find out and have Din Djarin put at risk yet again. 

Maybe the Mandos were all just talking about the Imperial freighter that was across the dock from them. They all liked ships and it made sense that they would talk about the ships that the Imps used. What harm was there in that? At least there wouldn’t be any dangerous critters on board.

[motownfiction]

spending the whole day at the beach

Every summer, for as long as Veronica can remember, her father has taken Carrie, Cordelia, and Cal to visit his parents – her grandparents – in Florida. They moved there after Sam died. Said they needed a fresh start. What they got, as Carrie always joked, was a rancid one.

No one really chooses to live in Florida, she jested. They’re either born there, or they end up there.

And even though Veronica was never fond of Florida herself, she used to spend those ten days in the summer seething that she wasn’t there. Maggie and Mike are her grandparents, too. Why should she only get to see them once a year, if she’s lucky? Why should she have to get $100 less than Cal on their birthday? Why should that ever be?

Veronica knows why. It’s because they know Cal. It’s because they talk to him on the phone, they see him during the summer, and they know him. They are allowed to know him.

It’s not so easy with Veronica.

But after her freshman year of high school and after the vaccinations, she decides she’s fed up. Waiting around has never done her any good. She marches to Charlie’s apartment on a Saturday afternoon and demands to go on this year’s trip. It’s not like Carrie’s using her ticket this year. Maggie and Mike aren’t her in-laws anymore.

That was about enough to get Charlie to agree.

They’ve been in Florida for almost two full days now. Maggie and Mike took everybody to the Cheesecake Factory last night. When Veronica tried to order a key lime cheesecake, Maggie scoffed and told her not to waste it. She’d take her to the Keys for some real pie later. She didn’t mean it to be mean (at least, Veronica hopes not), but she can see why they say Sam was always a little afraid of his mother. She knows what she wants. More importantly, she knows what she wants you to want.

There’s not too much to enjoy about this trip. Charlie is weird in front of his parents. When they ask him about the divorce (about how if it’s real this time, gesturing to Veronica as though she’s the reason for any of this, and maybe she is), he clams up. Cal is quiet. He mostly sits in the corner of any given room, texting his mother and sister about what a terrible time he’s having. But Veronica doesn’t want to sink into misery and discomfort. She demanded to go on this trip. And that’s going to mean something.

Veronica looks in the mirror and asks herself what her grandparents would do – Lucy and Will, the good ones. She knows Lucy wouldn’t have been bullied out of ordering the cheesecake she wanted, and she knows Will would have eaten the whole slice without blinking, just to piss Maggie off. She knows they wouldn’t hide away. They’d put on their best bathing suits and walk outside. Forget everybody else.

She wraps herself in a cover-up and a big sunny hat. On her way out, she grabs her phone and shuffles her preferred playlist. God and Spotify must have really been looking out for her on this one.

I … I love the colorful clothes she wears / and the way the sunlight plays upon her hair …

Before she knows it, she’s spending the whole day at the beach. Never once does Veronica think about Charlie or Cal or her grandparents (either set). She just thinks about herself – something she never does enough of.

The time sucks itself into the sun, but she doesn’t care.

She’s here.

[phagechildon]

Another Hualian AU I might write eventually~! I actually have so many ideas for it, I just need time to actually write x.x and motivation. Sorta based off the the Hanahaki disease where the victims cough up flower petals, cept way deadlier and wicked

Xie Lian is sent to investigate an area where Heaven received a vast number of prayers from, begging for their missing loved ones to return. For the ones that do return, they pray for their health as they cough up flowers and branches until they die. A simple mission, one he’s done several times. However, after several days, he doesn’t return. San Lang trusts and knows he can handle himself, but something just doesn’t feel *right,* so he follows the red string. 

He stumbles upon a completely deserted village, no one left behind. Food is left on tables, indicating they left in a hurry. And in the center of town, his anger soars. On a stone slab lays Xie Lian’s bamboo hat which is covered in blood, the only reason it didn’t fly away was thanks to bloodied chains holding it down. On the ground is a black blade with an unknown purple tip, power radiating off of it in waves. It’s cursed, he realizes, cursed, poisoned, and almost alive. It explains why Xie Lian wasn’t able to free himself. 

The only reason he didn’t explode in fury is thanks to the little self control and caution he has, knowing if he spreads his aura, the perpetrators might run away if they were still lingering around. He refuses to take any chances that’ll prolong him from holding Xie Lian safely in his arms. 

He makes Yin Yu collect the knife and ask one of the oldest blacksmiths in Ghost City if they’ve seen anything like it. The ghost turns impossibly more pale, saying he should throw it away before it tastes anyone’s blood or soul

It’s a sword that belongs to an ancient creature that’s seeking revival by feasting upon misery and sadness. No one knows how strong the creature is, only that when it last woke, its aura blocked out the sun itself. Its believers and loyal followers are creatures of the woods, and are usually the ones responsible for wiping out whole villages. Nothing is left behind, though it’s hinted they’re kidnapped and used for more energy. 

The swords are crafted by devoted followers. The dipped purple edge is a poison that subdues the mind, dropping the victim's guard as the sword then pierces both the body and soul. After soaking up enough of the blood, it tears deeper until its colorless gem is dyed in their blood, becoming a seed, which then slips inside them. If they survive the initial attack, their skin will bare a mark on their forehead. 

Those who are dripping with misery usually survive for a while because the seed slowly absorbs them from the inside out. They start to cough up leaves and flower petals, and branches break their bones and through their skin. Some can even see the branches pressing against the skin, as if starts becoming almost translucent. Once it fully absorbs the owner, its most precious flower opens up (blooming out of where the mouth would’ve been) like a clam to reveal a brightly shining “pearl,” which is then fed to their god.

The sword Yin Yu is carrying is missing its gem, meaning it’s inside the person the blood belongs to. Xie Lian is a god, he’s immortal, but has suffered severely for 800 years nearly all alone, giving up on people, finding hope in people, and ultimately, completely and utterly giving up on himself. As much as San Lang completely detests the fact, he knows Xie Lian could easily resurrect this so-called god. He just hopes his Highness is using his “I can’t die so what does it matter how I feel or if it hurts” attitude for once.

After conducting more research, they learn they have their own secret world hidden within a forbidden forest even he knows to be wary of. There’s teleportation arrays all over the place, which allows these disgusting creatures to move around the world with ease, using the kidnapped people’s life force for energy. 

Since it feeds off misery, Hua Cheng knows it’s very dangerous for him to go in. But he refuses to rely on anyone else to get Xie Lian out, especially since they don’t know what they are doing to him. The infinity knot and red string are still okay, meaning he’s still alive. But that’s worrisome. If Xie Lian was sound of mind, he would’ve either escaped or called for help via their private communication array. Xie Lian might not know how to ask for help, even from him, and oftentimes forgot, but there was no way he wouldn’t *plead* for San Lang if and when they tapped into his memories of White No-Face ( Bai Wuxiang )

And if they were blocking the communication array, leaving Xie Lian’s strangled cries to fall short, leaving him all alone *again,* hell would be a paradise compared to what he’d do to all of them

This wasn’t a place he could just walk into though, even as a Ghost King. Even the Heavenly Emperor would find it extremely difficult to infiltrate it’s borders as the land itself must invite you in, as it’s part of the creature they were trying to resurrect. The creature is far older than the Heavenly Emperor, some rumors even say it was born the same time humanity was

So he finds a magical item to seal his memories away, only keeping the vital necessities and stringing together a false life. Naturally, he trusts Yin Yu with safeguarding the memories. If he doesn’t return within a week, he’s to shatter the mirror and free his memories. The consequences of having his memories rush in and making a scene are unknown, but he’d face them if it meant saving Xie Lian 

He’s banking on slowly recovering them while he’s on the inside, trusting his devotion to Xie Lian to make this plan succeed

Little does he know they’ve heavily drugged Xie Lian, his mind in shambles due to the effects of the drug and having three seeds in him, making him believe the victims are people of Xianle, creating the “perfect” world where Xie Lian gets to be the loved Prince he was always meant to be (the creatures did this to keep Xie Lian from leaving and finding a “cure” for himself). And Wu Ming, barely having his own memory (and being effected by the environment), has to break this fake paradise, unable to watch Xie Lian literally die more by the day despite how happy he seems, even if the happiness is forced half the time ... both having their memories gone, both having fleeting moments of extreme emotion for the other, not understanding, and longing that doesn’t make sense falisudhf the confusion and fear and aaaa very nice angst and comfort~

and that’s the premises but that’s giving so much away already but I just had to share ;////; I dont know anyone who likes TGCF flaiushdf so naturally I want to share it with anyone who’s interested~ hopefully i’ll be able to write it soon!ish fasdf naturally it’ll have a happy ending~

[angelthecat153]

Dylan x reader camp crush part 18

a/note : Dylan and the reader have made up and they're back together

y/n's POV

when Laura was in the middle of her story Ryan interrupted her "are you out of your god damn mind werewolves seriously what the fuck" then me and my boyfriend and Laura started laughing at Ryan "what what what what's so funny" he asked "i said literally the exact thing" she said trying holing in her laughter "ok do you got anything better i mean like zombies, aliens, time-hopping draculas" he asked "Ryan right" she asked in a calm voice "yeah" he said in a clam voice like hers "you want answers i've got answers interrupt me again you're on your own" she said trying to not get pissed at the questions "whatever" he said rolling his eyes at Laura "would it really be so crazy with all the shit that we've been seeing with Nick with the thing on the roof" i said while i was pointing up at the roof with my other hand with my finger since i had one hand "ok we really start to explain a lot of stuff" i said trying to make a point but Ryan got mad at me "y/n" he said getting more pissed off at me

Dylan's POV

i get that my girlfriend is really overwhelmed and i mean why would he get mad at her "i'm just trying to keep an open mind ok this is like your ghost stories how is it so different from your ghosts" y/n said but got interrupted "those are those are just campfire stories there has to be a rational explanation for everything for all of this" he said while getting pissed off at y/n "ok you were not talking so rational when you seprerated my hand from the rest of my body" y/n said turning around and looked at me "you told me to" i said while sighing "and if it's bite with which your face to cleave from limb and torso with great haste" miss pirate said not making any sense "what" i said "you did the right thing" she looked at me smiling at me as if she was proud of me but y/n knew what she meant "see she's got a whole poem about it" y/n said smiling but in a happy way not in a strange way and miss eyepatch girl walked up to me "there's more to all this than you think" she said in a calm voice and lifted up her eye patch showing her missing eye and put the eye patch back on her missing eye "just let me finish and you can decide for yourself if you believe me or not i don't care but i think you should hear all of it" she said with an annoyed expression on her face

y/n's POV

i think i'm still in pain after my hand getting ripped off "the next few weeks were long the cop kept us fed and let us take showers but aside from that we barely saw him Max and i we talked a lot as much as we could about what happened that night it was trading like conspiracy theories we talked about the cop the camp the accident the woods the thing in the basement what happened to Max we just kept going over it all again and again and nothing was making sense all we knew is that we needed to get out of there" she said and continued her story "and i made my way here to camp left Max at the island seemed like the best place for him surrounded by water and all" she said awkwardly and we were all silent "that's it that's the story and don't all jump in at the same time" and we were all still silent and my boyfriend Dylan spoke up "wait the island like like our island like the one in the lake" he said "yeah why" she asked "cause Jacob he went back there looking for Emma and he hasn't come back yet neither of them has oh shit" he said looking down at the ground "well as long as they didn't go poking around where they shouldn't have they're probaly fine" she said reassuring my boyfriend

Dylan's POV

i actually still love y/n even if she has a missing hand "poking around where he shouldn't have is Jacob's middle name this is very bad oh" i said still looking down at the ground "after you saw me at the pool after i shot Chris" and y/n's face was in fear "i went back to the island and expecting Max to be back to normal but" so she explained when she was at the island looking for her boyfriend "so the werewolf i killed can't have been Chris" Laura said realising that it wasn't Chris "that wasn't a werewolf it was Kaylee Hackett Chris's daughter" he was arguing with miss Laura "whatever i shot that was no girl unless i i guess it turned back after i shot it when i went to the island" she said "wait so how come Max didn't kill you then" y'n asked "he tried i got away" she said and put her arm up and showed her bite "i need to end this" she said and put her arm down but Ryan got the gun off her and pointed it at Laura "we don't have much time" she said and Ryan was still pointing the gun at her

[time-is-standing]

top 10 songs of may

aka the birth-month

1. I Won't Beg for You by Chri$tian Gate$

this song was the number 1 by far this month. I'm having trouble sleeping again as things at work have been escalating lately. we're like 3 people short and even doing the basic tasks are super tiring. I love the clamness that this one radiates.

2. You Are Enough by Sleeping At Last

I have trouble with believing the title of this song as well. I don't know when will I be able to say it out loud but it seems like the hardest of tasks ever.

3. Atom 7 by Sleeping At Last

I love these atoms so so much! this one is the song I think about when someone asks me how do I feel when I'm with my partner. I feel like I'm happy and can be careless, I feel loved, I see a future with him and that's all that I need to know to be sure he's the one.

4. RUNNING by NF

this song doesn't seem to be leaving these lists. I don't even know how to describe how freeing and thouht-provoking this song is. I think there's a reason I love it and NF so so much.

5. Eyelids by iamjakehill

ooh this is a recent find! this is such a lovely song with immaculate vibes. a tiny bit of sadness, great rythm, meaningful lyrics.

6. Fed Up by Ghostemane

I've been feeling a bit angry recently. when I was a little girl, I felt angry all of the time and the only thing that helped me was listening to these types of songs (and metal) on full blast and just waiting for the storm to calm down. I tried this method again and it works wonders.

7. Blood // Water by Grandson

same for this and the next 2 songs as I wrote before. I gathered the finest songs to loose my mind to.

8. Seize the Power by YONAKA

actually I've been listening to this one on and off for months, I believe this is from my DSMP days.

9. Hayloft by Mother Mother

same vibes, a bit less angry but still did the job. have loved this ever since those DSMP animations came out, I'm obsessed.

10. The House of Wolves by Bring Me The Horizon

I've attended a BMTH concert and I'm so so happy I did! I went alone (again) and was a bit afraid of everything going wrong but it was a great experience! I cried through Drown and had so much fun when I heard this song live!!! I lost my mind completely and screamed the lyrics on the top of my lungs as a fan from 2013. I love them ever since but I don't listen to the newest stuff anymore.

[petrovaaaae]

White Winter Wolf

CHAPTER 22

How long would it be until she got fed up with Bucky? In his mind, it was only a matter of time before she got tired of his constant desire to be at home, for it only to be both of them, alone. He hated crowds. They had been on a few dates in that time, but he always clammed up, and she always noticed. How long before it took for her to get irritated with it? It gripped at him. Before Irina, his life had only been one colour - grey. Everything was grey, there was no light, no little ray of sunshine. But once he had met her, she slowly started introducing more colours, bringing the light with her. Each time he went on missions with Steve or Sam, he yearned for her. It was as if someone was stomping on his heart the entire time, kicking him in the gut repeatedly. He craved to be in her company. And when he returned home, she would always be waiting for him, no matter the time - he would text her beforehand, let her know he was on his way home, and she would be sitting there, waiting. As soon as he stepped in, he immediately delved into the warmth that was hers, to see her smile lighting up her features, the adoration she held in her eyes for him - no one had ever looked at him that way. 

It took her a few days to get over the whole ordeal with Walker, and still Bucky was planning his own revenge on the guy. Walker was immediately removed from the team, removed from the reserves and all but barred from the compound and it relieved Bucky to know he couldn't get to her. But all that consumed his mind was how long until she no longer wanted him? She could read him so easily, could pick up on the emotions he was trying to bury and hide from her - his anxiety, depression, the memories that constantly plagued him from the torture he endured. He held so much shame, but she could read it all and when he was in his own little bubble, torn away from the world, she was there. He would try and fake happiness, but she would just slip into the bed and all but force his head onto her chest, and instantly he felt that weight lifting off his shoulders at the sound of her heartbeat thumping against his chest.  But how long until she tired of it? Irina when she was at herself, was bubbly, outgoing, she had the most beautiful soul. Yes, she also harboured that murderous side, but still, he loved that side of her as well. So how long until her need for adventure overcomes her want for him? He was holding her back, at least he felt as if he was holding her back from the life she said she had dreamed off as a little girl - to have her own little farm, with those animals. 

"Do you know Irina kidnapped a man before?" Natasha's voice took him from his trance, and he saw Irina's head duck down as a smile pulled on her lips.

"We know. She kidnapped and beat a guy during an op." Sam said.

"No, before that." Natasha quickly added, turning her head to Irina, who was laughing. She was fond of kidnapping guys? "A guy broke into her apartment when she had just moved in. You were...eighteen? nineteen?"

"Nineteen," Irina confirmed, looking up with a grin.

"Is he okay?" Bucky suddenly asked and Natasha raised her brow, looking at Bucky. "Only the fact is, no offence doll, you can be very violent."

"Last I heard he was recently released from a mental hospital." Natasha said flatly, shrugging.

"What did you do?" Sam asked. Bucky raised a brow as he watched Irina laugh, shaking her head. "What did she do?"

"I told him, since he really wanted to be in my apartment, he was gonna stay." Irina said, shrugging her  shoulders "The only problem was, he didn't wanna stay, so I had to tie him up."

​Bucky blinked a few times before looking at Natasha, who was nodding as she laughed. He even turned his head to Steve and Sam, who were both looking at Irina as if...she had just been spawned into an alien. Finally, he turned his gaze back to Irina "What did you do to the guy?!" He exclaimed. 

"Force fed him cheetos for sixteen hours and made him watch the shopping channel the entire time." Irina admitted, rather proudly, and Sam burst out into laughter "He wanted in." she said nonchatently as she shrugged.

"You know what, good for you." Steve suddenly said, nodding his head "Too many crimes are committed against women living alone. Good." 

"Thankyou, Cap." Irina said with a smile and she looked at Bucky "If you hear the shopping channel at night, and rustling, then yano.....got a hostage in the living room." 

"Trust me, doll. I would certainly know first if someone even dared to try and break in." Bucky admitted, and Irina smiled. God help anybody who even tried that, but he couldn't help but feel pride at knowing Irina handled such an event....rather well. She went back to eating her cereal, popping the spoon into her mouth as she turned it around to it hung from mouth, looking at her phone. Bucky narrowed his eyes as Sam, who sat beside her, looked at the spoon as a wicked grin grew on Sams face as he tapped the end of the spoon, putting it further into Irina's mouth. Bucky's gaze hardened, but Irina turned her head to look at Sam, raising her brow before slowly pulling the spoon from her mouth.

"Im used to much bigger things, Samuel." Irina suddenly said and her eyes widened as Sam opened his mouth, and Bucky felt a smirk growing on his lips. "Shit. Sorry, didn't mean that." She said as she turned her head, putting the spoon back into the bowl "But..I am." she suddenly added, as her gaze was directed to lock onto Buckys as she grinned at him.

"I really didn't need or want to know that," Steve suddenly said flatly, and Bucky turned his head to see Steve's cheeks growing red and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Sorry, Cap. " Irina mumbled, shrugging "Just saying, your best friend is pa-"

"Do not want to know that," Steve said, shaking his head looking at her and even Bucky could see the smile peaking through, threatening to break Steve's stoic expression.

"Alright, I know theres no alcohol, it is only morning, but truth or dare?" Natasha suddenly said and Bucky looked at her, furrowing his brows.

​"Yes." Sam suddenly said and Irina shrugged before nodding, even Steve agreed so Bucky did too.

"Alright, Sam, truth or dare." Natasha said, turning to Sam.

"Dare." Sam instantly said. Of course he would choose that.

"I dare you to text Doctor Cho one of your best, most smoothest, pick up lines." Natasha said and Sam tilted his head, thinking about it before nodding, lifting out his phone and tapping on it.

"Do you work at Subway." Sam said as he typed "Because you give me a foot long." 

​Irina snickered, shaking her head "That is the cringiest pick-up line I have ever heard in my life." She said, sighing. 

"Alright, Petrova. Truth or dare." Sam said, putting his phone on the counter and Irina grinned.

"Truth." She said, and Sam sighed, shaking his head.

"Should have known." Sam said, shaking his head slowly before a smile pulled on his face "But I always provide. How many times has creepy magoo here made you orgasm in one sitting?" 

​Bucky felt his cheeks heat up, and he looked at Irina as her jaw flacked, shaking her head slowly at Sam "You fucker." she whispered before a smile pulled on her face "Nine." she said as a grin pulled on her features, and Bucky looked at her, before he turned his gaze towards Sam who was just...staring between them both with his jaw now slacked. 

"One sitting?" Natasha suddenly asked and Iina nodded her head. "Jesus Christ, no wonder why you go into hiding for two days."

​A smirk pulled on Bucky's lips as he looked down, turning his head to look at Irina who was grinning at him "Alright, Barnes, truth or dare?" Natasha said and Bucky puffed out his cheeks, looking at Natasha "Gotta pick."

"Truth." Bucky replied flatly and Sam groaned, shaking his head "Sorry, man. Got a gal already." 

"What is your fetishes?" Sam asked, and Bucky looked at Irina who was staring back at him, sucking in her bottom lip "Own up." 

"I...uh..." Bucky stuttered and he tilted his head at Irina who only shrugged at him. Because they both knew what his fetish was, pain mixed with pleasure, the way she would rake her nails down his chest, down his back...he loved it. Irina took of his dog tags she wore, playing with them as she watched him, and he saw her own cheeks turn a shade of pink "Marks." He finally said, and god knows they were both covered in them. Sam hollered, and he turned and saw Steve looked at them both with his own jaw slacked, his cheeks a deep crimson red. He and Steve were two complete opposites, and he knew they would be when it came to...intimacy. 

"Alright, Cap. Truth or dare?" Irina asked Steve who looked at them all, blinking furiously. Poor Steve.

"Uh........truth? Wait. I....Yeah, Truth." Steve fumbled over his words and Bucky shrugged his shoulders at him.

"Favourite sexual position?" Natasha asked and Steve almost choked, stuttering.

"Eagle." Sam suddenly said and Irina burst out into laughter, wait..what was eagle? He looked at Irina, narrowing his eyes at her, and she shook her head at him. He would find this out later, that was certain. 

"On...top?" Steve replied slowly and Bucky nodded, of course. Steve was an ordinary, good, old fashioned man. They continued playing that game, and he actually got to know more about them through it, and most of it he really did not want to know. He looked at Irina who was smiling at them, answering them, before she turned her head to Bucky, offering him a soft smile and he put his hand on her lower back, rubbing it softly. 

​"Buckle, Logan Paul, you are both up next for a mission." Tony suddenly said as he came in "You're welcome." 

"Thankyou for the amazing opportunity, Tony. We are both soooo relieved, so happy." Irina said sarcastically and she sighed "Where?"

"Munich." Tony said flatly, going to the coffee machine and taking a cup to pour the coffee into "Mostly staking out, tracking movement...That stuff." 

"Exciting." Bucky said flatly, the last time he was in Munich both he and Sam were chasing after the flag smashers. But he supposed it would be at least more bareable now given Irina would be with him. That thought got all sorts of ideas running through his head, given they would be in a hotel...alone..Not that they weren't alone in his apartment, but still. 

"I have also upgrade your suit." Tony said pointing at Irina who raised her brow "You're gonna love it."

​Irina suddenly started high pitch screaming, jumping up and down in her seat "Omg, did you add more little pockets for knives?!" She asked, and Bucky looked at her with widened eyes as Tony nodded with a grin, sipping on his coffee "So much more people to stab!" she whispered, clutching at her chest as she grinned "So excited." 

"You really worry me, doll." Bucky admitted, looking at Irina who dropped her hands, turning to look at him with furrowed brows "jus...uhm...Yeah. You worry me."

"Sometimes I drop my knives, other times they get taken off me mid fight, I need more pockets." She admitted and Bucky nodded slowly "Its not as if I intently go out to stab people."

"Yes you do." Tony said and Irina looked at him, narrowing her eyes as she shook her head "Trust me, you do."

"What about that time when we were staking out that warehouse, and...you just went in and started stabbing people without even waiting for them to attack?" Steve asked and Irina looked at him, shaking his head

"You're a real tell tale." Irina scoffed and she shrugged "They could have been anyone! Why wait for the attack when you can attack first?!"

"The time when you threw a throwing knife at someone because he was annoying you?" Natasha asked and Irina squinted her eyes, biting on her lip.

"Eh....I was annoyed." Irina offered 

"You also stabbed me just for talking." Sam said flatly and Bucky snorted, shaking his head. His murderous little kitten. 

"Exactly, you talk a lot." Irina shrugged 

"Too much." Bucky added and Irina turned her head, nodding at Bucky "I feel you on that one, doll. Sometimes I feel like shuttin' him up." 

"Yeah, you've a problem with shiny, pointy objects." Tony pointed out and Irina turned her head towards him, exhaling deeply "And buttons."

"Buttons?" Bucky asked, looking between Irina and Tony.

"Don't ever let her near a button that should never be pressed. She will ask you what its for, you will tell her not to touch it, what will she do? She will hit that button and run away." Tony said slowly, and Irina shrugged, looking at Bucky.

"Should just tell me what the button is for and I won't do it." Irina said defensively and Bucky nodded at her slowly "Sometimes my impulsive side takes over...my intrusive thoughts...and....I just have to do it."

"No buttons." Bucky said, trying to think if there was any buttons in the apartment that she should not ever hit. The fire alarm. Okay, cover that up. Wait...

"Was that you who hit the fire alarms?!" Bucky exclaimed, and Irina looked at him, guilt running through her features. Last week, the fire alarms went off just as Irina came into the apartment which led to them being led outside, with poor alpine, with Bucky threatening to throw that neighbour who shouted at Irina for the plants, off the balcony, only for the fire fighters who came to say it was a false alarm.

"Sorry..." Irina said slowly, and Bucky shook his head slowly "I see a button and I just...Boop." She said tapping her hand against the table to demonstrate her, hitting a button.

"The poor old man next door nearly had a heart attack, Irina!" Bucky exclaimed and she scoffed, shaking her head "You could have gave him a heart attack!"

"I baked him a cake the next day. A pretty darn good one if you remember." Irina said, and now Bucky realised why the cake had the words 'I am sorry :(' on it. He thought it was because of all the noise they made. He rolled his eyes, sucking in his breath "Nothing bad happened."

"Just do not press buttons." Tony said slowly, pointing at her, and she nodded.

"Got it. Press all the buttons." Irina said, nodding her head with a grin.

"NO!" Tony exclaimed, and he looked as if he was ready to give up "I swear, I feel as if sometimes I need to fit you with a little camera so I can watch you at all times, just so I can tell you not to do stuff that's just...."

"If you put a camera on me at all times, you aint gonna like what you see, Tony." Irina said, nodding her head, pursing her lips as she glanced over at Bucky whos own lips were curling into a grin "Gonne see a lot of...bad things." She said as she clicked her tongue, rolling her head to look at Tony who only shook his head slowly. 

"I don't....No." Tony shook his head, sighing "Please don't tell me about that."

"Nine times, Stark. Nine times he has made her orgasm. They also have a kink for pain." Why did Sam feel the need to fill Stark in on this? Bucky didn't know, but Tony looked as if he wanted the ground to open and swallow him alive as he put down his cup of coffee, covering his hands over his ears.

"I do not want to hear it! Why do I put up with all of you?" Tony said, shaking his head "I really need a therapist..." he whined.

"I know a couple of good ones." Bucky said flatly, and Irina snickered, turning her head to look at Bucky grinning. She was still playing with his dog tags that were around his neck, running her fingertips along the smooth grooves of the writing on it. He loved seeing them on her, claiming her as his, 

"I'm going to go, before I feel the need to ring Pepper asking for professional help." Tony said, picking up the coffee "Two of you, don't forget, next week for your mission." Both Irina and Bucky nodded at him at his words and he then walked away, heading towards the direction of the corridor that led to his lab. 

"We are all going to have a little get-together tonight, you guys coming?" Natasha asked, and Irina looked at Bucky and he shrugged "Take that as a...yes?"

"Sure." Bucky said. The one thing he didn't want to do was keep Irina away from spending time with Natasha. He saw how they both thrived in each others company, their personalities jumped off each other, and he loved to see Irina happy. So, they both agreed to go. They continued chatting as Irina finally got to finish her cereal, before they decided to go. They needed to run a few errands, and Bucky loved going on little errands with her. 

It was so simple, grocery shopping. But he loved it. Knowing that they were both doing something together for their own little life together made him feel so whole. Even when they were back in the apartment, he loved helping her fold laundry, make the bed, cleaning, everything she did, he wanted to help with. The one thing he loved doing the most was cooking with her. There was just something about it that just seemed so...intimate. They would stand and talk about anything. Most of the time he would find his arms around her waist, placing soft kisses against her neck as she playfully scolded him. All these simplistic things that made him happy, all these things that he was experiencing that he never got to experience due to the chaos in his life, now that he was experiencing them, that one question kept circling his head ; how long until she tired of it? 

His favourite part of the day was first thing in the morning. They would lie naked, and no matter which way they fell asleep, they always ended up in the same position each morning ; with them both on their sides, Bucky's arms would be wrapped around her, holding her flush against his chest. Bucky would always be the first one to wake up, pressing soft kisses into her neck. The sight of her naked body always stirred him, always brought him that same level of appreciation and hunger as the first time he laid eyes upon it. Her soft gasps, stiffled moans due to her hazy, sleep-filled nature as she stirred. There was something about having sex with her first thing in the morning that just...pulled on him, because it was then he was tender, his touch was gentle, slow, and he worshipped her each time. But how long would it last? To even think of her getting tired of his nature sent rippling anxiety spreading through his veins, he was boring, he was damaged goods. 

"Bucky!" Her voice took him out of his trance, looking up. They had been getting ready for the get together, and he was waiting for Irina to actually finish getting ready. He sat on the couch, wearing, of course, black on black, on black. Black leather jacket, black top, black jeans "Come help me." 

Standing up, he walked into the bedroom and she had her back turned to him, revealing the zip she needed closed. Walking over, he placed a kiss her back, then her collar bone and she giggled before he finally zipped the dress up. She turned around, and he feasted his eyes upon her. She was wearing a ditsy floral dress, with those little ties at the front of her cleavage that hid them from her sight, but not enough, as each time she took a breath, they heaved upwards, slightly creeping over the fabric "Well...Is it okay?" 

"You're beautiful, doll." Bucky said, running his eyes over her, his tongue poking out to graze across his bottom lip "Too beautiful for me, kitten."

"What?" Irina said, scrunching her nose up and his gaze finally locking onto hers and she shook her head "You've been acting strange lately, Bucky. What's wrong?"

"Mmm? Its nothin', doll." Bucky said, shaking his head but Irina sat down on the bottom of the bed, placing both hands behind her as she leaned back, staring at him "Nothin' to worry your pretty head over."

"I'm worried." Irina admitted, her gaze drifting away. "Have I done something?"

His head quickly snapped up to look at her and he shook it "No! No, no, you've done nothin' wrong, it's.." He shook his head, sitting on the bed beside her and she turned her head to look at him, and when he looked at her he could see the panic flash through her eyes, fear lingering underneath and also a great deal of sadness.

​"James." She said firmly, pushing herself to sit up straight, turning fully to him and he rolled his head, looking away as he sighed heavily "Please tell me." He heard the crack in her voice, and he rolled his head, looking at her. God, did she think....he was about to break up with her? It looked like that, of course it sounded like it.

"I can't help but think I am holding you back from doing so much, doll." Bucky admitted, looking away and he heard her shifting "My comfort zone is here, in this apartment away from the world, but you deserve much more than that. We do those little things, going on bike rides, to that spot we like but...when it comes to the big things, where so much people is involved, you deserve someone who can go into a crowd without getting fuckin' freaked out."

"James Buchanan Barnes." Her voice was stern, and it almost sent a shiver up his spin as he looked at her with wide eyes "Being here with you is my favourite thing. I feel as if I am the one who... is boring by wanting to just stay here, curled up with you and forgetting everything else evens exists." 

All this time he had been worried that this wasn't enough for her, that this would eventually lead to heartbreak for both of them when it got boring for her, that she would grow tired of his want and need to be isolated from the world, when she really just..wanted the same as him. He watched her, his brows furrowin "I love you, James. The only place I want to be is with you." her words sounded so genuine, and he could tell they were by the way her eyes sparkled and shined, by how that little smile pulled on her lips. Lifting his hand, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, tilting his head as he watched her turn her head, and even though he had done it with his metal hand, she pressed a kiss against the palm of it, rubbing her cheek against the cold metal. 

"Come on, Sargeant Barnes, we have somewhere to be." Irina said, taking his metal hand and entwining her fingers with it and he could feel the warmth that contrasted with the cold steel, the smoothness of her hand.

"Roger that, Ma'am." Bucky said, standing and she let go of his hand, moving to put on a pair of heels that Bucky knew she would be complaining about later. As she stood, he reached his hand out for her, and she smiled, taking it "you really mean it, doll?" he asked as they walked to the door and she nodded her head, turning to look at him "S'long I've been wondering how long it would be before you got tired of me."

"Tired of you?!" She exclaimed before shaking her head. "Please don't ever think that, Bucky. You are the most important person in my life and I would just...you are my life." she said as they walked down the stairs of the apartment block and he stopped at the bottom, holding his hand out for her and she took it, not that she needed it but he wanted to, given she was wearing heels. Her words made a flutter of emotions spread throughout him, relief being one of the main ones, but to feel...wanted. That was another thing entirely. 

"Sometimes I just look at you and can't believe you're real, doll." He admitted and she walked to the car, turning to him before leaning up and pressing a soft kiss against his lips.

"Every day I look at you and think to myself who the hell gave you, a right to be so fucking hot." she whispered and he laughed, shaking his head "Stop. You are, look at you.." she stepped back, running her eyes over him, before locking her gaze with his once more "Should be illegal." she turned around, and when she went to open the car door, he stepped around her, taking the handle, opening it as she got in, and he leaned down, buckling her in - its became a habit. Closing the door, before going round to the drivers side and climbing in. The car ride there, he made a vow to himself ; he would get Steve to go ring shopping with him in the next few days and ask Irina to be his wife. He had to. He saw no other woman but her, he wanted no other woman but her, she understood him in ways no one else would ever. She was his everything and from her own words, it seemed as if he was hers.  Even it doing it would cause his anxiety and nerves to take over, he was going to do it. 

[sohannabarberaesque]

Studies of two pearl-diver types

Peter Potamus and cousins

If ever there was a particularly fascinating exercise that Peter Potamus would have in store for his nieces Pam and Peg, or even his nephew Pat, especially where the dive experience takes them to tropical waters (including an uninhabited atoll in Polynesia Uncharted such as Peter is fond of inviting fellow Funtastics to for diving vacations via the Magic Balloon), it's likely to involve pearl diving.

But not just any sort of pearl diving: It's pearl diving in the classic style of native Polynesians in such regions otherwise uncharted that Peter is fond of visiting. As in breath hold naked down to about 20 to 30 feet, and in particular those giant clam shells with a notoriety for suddenly snapping shut after the diver takes the pearl therein, with consequences best described as horrible dictu.

But then again, there's also clam shells which manage to be rather managable in opening and extracting pearls from, even if they tend to be the size of peas and a diver's knife is brought in to open up the shell (with Peter Potamus supervising their use with the cousins).

Still, the sale of such pearls extracted from wild waters as these does manage to help Peter meet expenses for as much his own journeys as those of the Travelling SCUBA Par-tay. And can those hippos actually dive rather gracefully!

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Maw and Shag Rugg

Even if it's just to escape the heat at the higher slopes of the Ozarks as much as Paw Rugg's laziness and ineptitude in the midst of summer, you couldn't have a more interesting duo in freshwater pearling than mother and son (Maw Rugg and youngish son Shag) in a nearby river as actually manages to remain rather refreshing in the midsummer Ozark mugginess.

As well as some ursine cousins from the general area on Maw's branch of the Rugg clan who, during warm spells, will camp out on the shores of this particular stretch of river to try and seek some relief.

And to think such started early on in Shag's infancy, when Maw Rugg had the idea of getting Shag acclimated to swimming and diving by breast feeding him underwater; such entails Maw swimming in her nakedness out close to where the river's shallows start going to drop off, squatting down somewhat underwater and having Shag (naked as well) swim out to her for his dose of breast milk, the experience of which Shag finds rather "cool" (especially when Maw cradles the breast Shag is suckling from to stimulate flow). In time, such would be a prelude for Shag to learn some serious underwater swimming and diving, gradually embracing a fondness for same.

Even more so, finding some clam shells on the river bottom, otherwise undisturbed for the most part, and finding freshwater pearls inside same on occasion. Whether the clam meat was any good, especially fried up, is probably for another time, but still, Maw and Shagg's freshwater pearling dives turn out being rather interesting as such pearls manage to be exchanged at the local general store for groceries as manage to keep the clan going (and the storekeeper managing to find a jeweller as buys the raw pearls).

And even Maw Rugg's extended kith-and-kin have joined in on the pearl-diving excitement during such warm weather campouts on the river bottoms, with Shag managing to find some interesting diving company in the process ... yet even then, it's important that the whole pearling game remains sustainable, so excusing that habit of such as find pearls in clam shells adding a few grains of sand after extraction to ensure that pearls can continue thriving over time.

(Which is not to say that the diving on Maw Rugg's side is only about finding pearls; you have plenty of pleasure diving experiences to be had as well, not to mention many of the younger cubs learning the experience that is diving, many as an indirect byproduct of being breast fed underwater themselves. And just wearing their ursine selves only makes things even more wonderful under an Ozark summer's mugginess, the water on average being about 25 to 30 degrees cooler than air temperatures.)

All in all, two sets of Hanna-Barbera Funtastics who have found as an interesting sort of experience "on the side" the thrill of pearl diving, and what could be described as the experience inherent. Even if such pearling is in different environments and the ensuing pearls manage to come out differently.

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