#Fuck wildlife services

[plethoraworldatlas]

If you have been tuned into recent wildlife news, you are likely aware of the disturbing incident that occurred in the town of Daniel, WY, last February, where a 42-year old man injured, tortured for hours, and later killed a young female wolf. According to reports, the individual pursued a wild wolf with a snowmobile until she was exhausted, grievously injured her by running over her with his vehicle, captured her, restrained her muzzle with duct tape, took her to his residence and hours later exhibited her at a bar in Daniel, where she was subject to degrading behavior for photos and videos. Subsequently, he took her outside the bar and killed her – it remains unconfirmed if shot or bludgeoned. The individual responsible only paid a fine of $250 for the illegal possession of a warm-blooded wild animal. There were no charges or penalties related to the most egregious acts he committed: persecuting, torturing and killing an animal, for nothing other than recreation.

At Project Coyote, we are profoundly saddened by the incident and deeply empathize with the wolf. We imagine the life she should have experienced that day: waking up in a beautiful landscape, safe among family, feeling healthy and rested, looking forward to the day. She would have stretched, yawned, yipped and howled. She would have played with, greeted, nuzzled, and licked her family. She would have practiced coordinating with her family to obtain food and, if successful, had a satisfying meal and rest in the snow afterwards – looking forward to not just surviving, but enjoying life. We can only imagine what she went through instead: being persecuted and severely injured, and experiencing the fear and distress of being completely overpowered, helpless, dispirited, at the mercy of other beings that dismiss you and interact with you as if the reason for your existence was their recreation

We think about her family as well: how much they love her; their painful howls echoing through the landscape searching and wondering where she is after her disappearance; how much they miss her after she never returned that day, or the day after, or the day after that; how hard it must be to move on with their lives; how their lives may have changed without her (research shows that, similar to humans who lose family members, killing pack members affects their family dynamics). Maybe some of her family witnessed the incident, or maybe they’ll never know what happened. Maybe some of them have already ‘disappeared’ as well. None of these experiences should be misconstrued as ‘anthropomorphism’ – just like as humans, scientific evidence asserts that wolves, coyotes and many other animals have the necessary conscious, cognitive, emotional and social capabilities (among others) to experience all of the above, and we know social animals establish fierce affective bonds with their families, and mourn their loss. Yet, in debates over wild animal treatment, the suffering of those loved ones who remain alive, widowed, orphaned or alone is rarely, if ever, considered.

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We at Project Coyote unequivocally and emphatically condemn the persecution, torture and wanton killing of this wolf, and any other animal treated in such a way. We also feel it necessary to take this opportunity to explore what social and institutional circumstances allowed this to happen, so as to identify the necessary changes that may lead to the institutionalization of compassion and justice for wild animals that would prevent such incidents from happening again or going unpunished. My intentional omission of the name of the individual that committed the atrocious acts in Wyoming is solely to highlight the systemic nature of this abuse.

Unscientific and unethical wildlife policy

In Wyoming, wolves and coyotes are classified as “predatory animals”, meaning they have no protections whatsoever against recreational persecution. In fact, reports on the practice of coyote ‘whacking’ (running down and over coyotes, the most common target, with snowmobiles) show the practice has been common, known and accepted in Wyoming and elsewhere for years. 

We join other advocacy groups in highlighting that the lack of policies and regulations addressing this type of behavior towards wild animals makes all decision-makers – legislators, governors, wildlife boards/commissions and agency staff, complicit in the pervasive abuse of many wild animals. We also feel the need to stress that this ethical relativism and the permissiveness of abusive behavior towards wild animals, and predatory animals especially, is pervasive throughout the US, as are the worldviews that underlie both the behavior and its allowance (even its promotion) by both state and federal agencies. 

There are deep, institutionalized misunderstandings that prevent a transparent, inclusive conversation about our treatment of wild animals, and about what should be considered compassionate and fair in our relationships to them. Such misunderstandings and worldviews preclude any increases in protections for wild animals. 

Wildlife agencies at the state and federal level generally promote an unscientific and unethical view of wild animals as valuable only for what they can provide to humans. Despite claiming they follow scientific evidence, wildlife agencies create mandates, policies and ‘management’ plans that consistently omit any mention of the science acknowledging animals as conscious, feeling beings that value their lives and wellbeing. Such dismissal of the internal qualities and lives of animals is not benign. By refusing to acknowledge animals as beings with their own lives and interests, agencies objectify them, turning them into ‘natural resources’, sponsoring and sanctioning their ‘use’ for whatever humans want, including torturing and killing them for recreation – likely the most trivial of reasons for harming another living being (whoever that being may be). This means that the violence against wild animals begins within our institutions, making agencies fully complicit in the pervasiveness of the abuse towards wild animals. 

As examples, notice the sanitized language the WY Game and Fish Department (WGFD) spokesperson used when describing the incident: they noted that the culprit was “out hunting”, then “pursued” (i.e., persecuted), “harvested” (severely injured, captured, restrained) and “euthanized” (killed, since it was not done humanely) the wolf. This is common and misleading language used by agencies nationwide when referring to the harming and killing of wild animals. Similarly, coyotes are generally referred to in some states as “varmints”, “nuisance” or “pests” – all invidious and bigoted terms that increase their dismissal, including the acceptability of harmful and lethal interventions towards them.

Undemocratic and dangerous worldviews

To add to this unscientific, unethical view of wild animals, agencies charged with mediating our relationship to wild animals and the natural world generally restrict themselves to concerns over population(s) or species as the only salient metrics of whether such a relationship is appropriate (i.e., ‘ethical’) or not. What’s worse, there is an unyielding refusal by wildlife agencies to consider the wellbeing of individual animals (this is especially pronounced for animals of species misrepresented as problematic, such as predators), leading to managers ignoring barbaric acts like the incident in WY and to lack of institutional support for, or direct opposition to, establishing laws that prohibit cruelty towards wildlife. Given this unscientific, relativistic view towards animals, some states actively avoid having official positions on issues of treatment of wildlife, as exhibited by the WGFD spokesperson when asked if they believe ‘whacking’ is unethical, or by the Illinois DNR when we petitioned to make wildlife killing contests illegal in the state (they decided to leave the matter to the legislature and did not take a position on the bill since, allegedly, some agency staff and managers partake in such contests).

On the federal side, the US Fish and Wildlife Service (USFWS), responsible for managing imperiled species under the Endangered Species Act, endorsed Wyoming's contentious policies. Before delisting wolves, the federal agency had to approve the state's management plan, making the former complicit in the latter’s allowed practices against wolves. The USFWS just reaffirmed their approval of Wyoming’s “existing regulatory mechanisms” with the decision not to relist western gray wolves as endangered. Moreover, federal and state agencies have done their best to ignore or dismiss scientific evidence from multiple studies noting that reducing protections for contentious species like wolves does nothing to increase humans’ tolerance of them (it may even decrease it), and may even devalue the individual animals, emboldening abusers and killers, and increasing rates of poaching.

Coyotes and their treatment by state agencies provide a window to what happens when populations of a predatory animal are of no conservation concern. Despite being described on many state agency websites as playing important roles in ecosystems, coyotes are seldom provided any protections whatsoever by state wildlife agencies – and such lack of protections extends in some form to many other mesopredators, including foxes, raccoons, striped skunks, opossums, muskrats and others. In most states, there are no limits to how many coyotes someone can kill, no closed seasons (i.e., year-round) or time restrictions (including night-hunting), no reporting requirements, and the allowed methods for killing them are incredibly liberal, allowing the use of electronic calling, baiting, sights/scopes, night hunting with lights, light color, vehicles and dogs. Such permissive regulatory frameworks are what allows and contributes to some individuals’ participation in completely unregulated wildlife killing contests in most states; anyone can satiate their appetite for recreational killing as long as they adhere to the (lack of) regulations.

In our experience, the general public does not know this side of wildlife policy, and agency managers and wildlife commissions are more than happy to keep it that way. Wildlife agencies have been captured by undemocratic and dangerous worldviews that mediate our relations with wild animals and nature. They habitually cater to narrow special interest groups, i.e., animal agriculture and hunting, with specific interests in appropriating landscapes and/or killing wild animals. The animal agriculture industry especially contributes to cruelty toward wild carnivores through vilification and constant calls for increasingly liberalized killing. The agency capture by such interests is incentivized by the economic relationship between hunting/trapping license buyers and the agencies, which are funded in part through the selling of said licenses and so feel compelled to satisfy their demands. Both interest groups habitually promote unethical, selfish worldviews prejudiced against the intrinsic value, wellbeing and lives of wild animals. 

These unethical worldviews enshrined in public agencies stand in stark contrast to those of the broad public, who increasingly value wildlife alive and as part of their social community. As an example of such agency capture, while you can torture wolves and coyotes in WY, ‘big game’ species in the state are protected against cruelty. Whereas in New Hampshire, recreational predator hunters and trappers held enough influence to block a measure that would have prevented the hunting of coyotes during their pup-rearing season, despite no other hunted species in the state being subjected to year-round open season or being legally hunted during the period when their offspring are reared. The influence of such groups is so strong that some state agencies like the Wisconsin DNR are educating trappers on how to portray the activity online as a wholesome tradition, despite the cruelty and suffering experienced by the victims. 

Such agency capture is often codified in policy, as many managers and members of wildlife policy bodies (such as wildlife commission members) are required to be part of hunting and agriculture constituencies. Moreover, this institutionalized agency culture seems to have created a self-selection process for wildlife professionals. Scientific studies note wildlife agency staff hold more dominating views of our relationship to wild lives than the broad public. Another study found agency scientists generally support lower protections for Grizzlies than non-agency scientists. Ask yourself (as I did when I started looking for jobs after my PhD): if you truly care for and respect wild animals as individuals with intrinsic value, would you choose to work for an agency promoting values you oppose but which you must uphold? I certainly wouldn’t, and I’m not the only one. This is an incredibly concerning self-selection process that continues to reproduce a dangerous and undemocratic agency culture that reflects the values of powerful minorities rather than those of the broad public.

Not all hunting is equal or ethical

In the aftermath of the WY incident, PC has joined dozens of conservation organizations in “urging the U.S. Forest Service and Bureau of Land Management to immediately prohibit the use of snowmobiles or other vehicles to run down, injure or kill wildlife on all federal lands they manage.” And yet, we assert that we should not limit our advocacy for wild animals to either conservation concerns over populations or to only challenging the methods that are used to harm and kill them for whatever motive. Hunting and hunters are not a homogeneous group, and not just the methods employed, but the motivations for engaging in the killing of wild animals deserve much higher ethical and scientific scrutiny by the public. 

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Towards care and respect for wild animals

While some vocal ranchers/farmers and recreational hunters denigrate and abuse wild animals with the consent of wildlife agencies, much of the public seems divorced from wildlife issues – neither educated about nor paying attention to them. As if the continued suffering of these vulnerable and voiceless beings was not reason enough to intervene on their behalf, these are also beings who contribute immensely to our wellbeing simply through their autonomy and agency. Wild carnivores regulate ecosystem processes and provide benefits that contribute greatly to the flourishing of our multi-species communities. Abdicating to ranchers/farmers and recreational hunters the responsibility to regulate our relationship(s) to wild animals is harmful to us all.

#ecology #enviromentalism #Let Wolves Live #wolves #theia #Theia the wolf #wildlife services #department of fish and wildlife #Fuck wildlife services #ranching #Ranching lobby

[sapphic-schizo]

my mom's been trying for like three hours to get someone to come remove this bat from our house....

#apparently we don't have an animal control in our county #so she's called the sheriff's office the health department the fish and wildlife services #you'd think in a place with so many wild animals they'd have a fucking animal control #and the health department closes at noon today lol

[bryan-damage]

Smokey the Bear changing his name to Spicy the Bear soon

#smokey the bear #vintage #public service announcement #forest fires #wildlife #fuck you

[thesunoficarus1]

season one of supernatual is so funny to me. sam and dean will literally show up to the crime scene in some fuck ass flannels and dean is in his leather jacket and the cops are like "who the hell are you?" and dean will be like "oh, us? well we are obviously from the us fish and wildlife service who else could we possibly be???" 

meanwhile theyre in the craziest outfits known to mankind with no badge or anything, so the cops will ask for their IDs and they'll hand them the most unconvincing fake id you'll ever see. the thing will be crumpled to no return and look like it was all hand written by a toddler and SOMEHOW THE COPS STILL BELIEVE THEM??

and then, they'll start questioning the victims family like "aw man :( I'm so sad for you :( that must be really hard :( so like what happened? and on a completely separate note, did you see anything? feel a temp drop? did you feel a cold spot? did you see something weird? like a creature mayhaps? like a ghost? did you see a ghost? do you believe in ghosts? please tell me it's a ghost?" like that's a totally normal line of questioning for a random drowning from two members of the us fish and wildlife service.

#i forgot that yes. this show is actually insane from beginning to end #supernatural #spn #dean winchester #sam winchester #spn rewatch?

[karmaphone]

u ever think abt chronic wasting disease (& other prion diseases) and get fucked up

#anyways do not ever support deer farms or moose farms!!!!!! #not only are they superspreaders for CWD they also!!! don't meet their needs!!!!! #I think all the time abt the stories my wife tells me from visiting that moose farm. nightmare shit #anyways if you see a thin mangy looking deer that doesn't seem to be acting quite right leave it the FUCK alone (don't stand around and film #it dear god) but DO contact your local wildlife services. they need to track the spread & potentially protect other animals

[sir-kettle-of-countertop]

So, I saw a post circulating here about the “extinction of birds in 2023“, with this picture attached

My, what a bold claim! All these poor birdies, “went extinct” in just one year alone? Why would such an outrageous, depressing and catchy claim be spread around? Let’s fact check it.

All the species listed, Bachman’s wabler (Vermivora bachmanii, 1988 or 1980s), Kāmaʻo or large Kauaʻi thrush (Myadestes myadestinus, 1989 or 1987), Bridled white-eye (Zosterops conspicillatus, 1983 and 1983), Kauai ʻakialoa (Akialoa stejnegeri, 1969 or 1960s), Kauaʻi ʻōʻō (Moho braccatus, 1987 and 1987), Kauaʻi nukupuʻu (Hemignathus hanapepe, 1899 and 1899), Maui ʻakepa (Loxops ochraceus, 1988 and 1988), Kākāwahie or Molokaʻi creeper (Paroreomyza flammea, 1963 and 1963), Maui nukupuʻu (Hemignathus affinis, 1896* and 1996 ) and Poʻouli (Melamprosops phaeosoma, 2004 and 2004) are all, indeed, either extinct or possibly extinct, according to IUCN Red List of Threatened Species and U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service.

What are the dates after the scientific names? Well, those all are *last sightings* per IUCN Red List and USFWS accordingly. So, these birds were not seen for DECADES and in one case FOR MORE THAN A GODDAMN CENTURY. And sure as hell there is NO information about them very suddenly being gone all last year.

What’s the deal then? Where did this claim even come from? Well, likely from this article "21 Species Delisted from the Endangered Species Act due to Extinction" from U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service. It includes all the birds in the picture (with the last date of sight, listed above).

From the article: “The U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service is delisting 21 species from the Endangered Species Act due to extinction. Based on rigorous reviews of the best available science for each of these species, the Service determined these species are extinct and should be removed from the list of species protected under the ESA. Most of these species were listed under the ESA in the 1970s and 80s and were in very low numbers or likely already extinct at the time of listing.”

They didn’t ALL fucking suddenly drop dead all in the same year – if they did, as some other people have already pointed out, there would be an uproar EVERYWHERE. Ornithologists alone would not let it live down. They were officially delisted from endangered status by U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service that year, there was a proposition to do so back in 2021, too. Some were already declared extinct before by IUCN.

Despite not being seen for so long, they remained on the list of critically endangered for a long while, cause you cannot just immediately declare a species extinct. There’s no RTS unit amount number that goes to 0 once there’s nothing left; people keep checking for them over and over and over again. Sometimes it turns out that a species previously thought to be extinct is actually still out there. Attenborough's long-beaked echidna for example was last sighted SIXTY YEARS ago before being sighted again in 2023. It was thought to be extinct for a while, before 2007, when signs of its activity was spotted again. More often than not though, a species turns out to be actually very extinct, unfortunately – like in this case. I cannot possibly know if the creators of this picture, or people that spread it on social media ever had good intentions behind it for awareness, however even if they did, it turned out to be nothing but very blatant misinformation, with a fearmongering effect. The only thing this achieves is not awareness of habitat destruction or pernicious tourist influence or climate change or what have you – the only thing this achieves is despair and panic. People already so casually fall into complete doomerism, they’re very used to hear bad news. And guess what doomerists do? Typically nothing. It renders people helpless. It’s not gonna make people get up and be ready for action, it, at best, would just make people feel sad and/or angry, or at worst, feed into the current alarming rise of ecofascism. NOTHING good comes out of this. At the very goddamn least, no one needs to lie to promote a goal.

The aim of the USFWS article, on the other hand, IS to make people aware about those animals that are already gone from the face of the planet, no matter how long ago, and that now we have to protect those animals that are critically endangered and still out there – to not have to repeat those tragedies.

Be very critical of what you see on the internet, especially if it’s sited with no sources. Especially-especially if it causes a strong emotional reaction. Lies and misinfo could only hurt the cause, no matter how noble. And please, be aware of your local wildlife status. Check in with it accoding to trusted sources.

[*sic, possibly a typo and it was meant to be 1996, other confirmed date listed there is 1989] Addendum: I could not for sure find the uncredided (who woulda thunken that ppl that don't cite their sources would also not credit the artists) author(s) of the bird illustrations. If someone finds them, please, let me know! Edit: Huge thanks to moosefinch for finding the sources for the artwork! I'll add their contribution below:

"Image sources!

The Kauai ʻakialoa, Kauaʻi ʻōʻō, Maui ʻakepa and Kauaʻi nukupuʻu are from Birds of the World.

The "Maui nukupuʻu" and "Molokaʻi creeper" illustrations are also Birds of the World, but are actually a female Kauaʻi nukupuʻu (the other being the male) and Laysan honeycreeper/Laysan ʻapapane respectively.

The bridled white-eye is by Lauren Helton according to this source.

Bachman's warbler is by Lynn Hawkinson Smith/smithhouse2 according to this Etsy listing.

The Poʻouli is by Christina Czajkowski."

#ah I just now see that the tumblr reblog of the pic and the twitter thread attached was deleted #yet the post is still in circulation. The damage lingers #so fucking irresponsible #fact check #misinformation #birds #bird #ecology #environmentalism #extinction #conservation #species conservation #animals #hawaiʻi #important

[apas-95]

the whole plastic straws thing is a very funny example of the way the internet cannot at all handle any sort of material analysis for long.

it started off, rightly, as 'plastic straws pose a significant, notable problem for marine wildlife - but this cannot be fixed by individual consumption habits, as long as the straws are still being produced by companies and packaged in with your food, the problem will persist even if you personally choose not to use them'. then, the production-side reform being mentioned actually did, largely, come about, and almost everywhere started using alternatives to plastic straws. and it was revealed that the internet hadn't actually picked up historical materialism, because all the half-remembered rhetoric suddenly got shifted into 'plastic straws don't matter these paper straws are annoying it doesn't fucking matter if I use a plastic straw or not'.

in the exact same way, 'a small number of companies are responsible for the vast majority of emissions (in the process of producing goods for consumption)' got twisted into 'actually it's fine that I roll coal on my pickup truck because 10 companies make 100% of emissions', it turns out people don't actually give up on consumer-focused politics when faced with these ideas, they just take it as meaning their consumption is Fine, Actually. the lesson learned is not 'personal choice to use plastic straws is not the right conversation to be having about this', it is, instead 'oh thank god those annoying hippies were wrong so i can keep using plastic straws'.

the necessary production-level change is inevitably going to affect consumption - those companies aren't just running pollution factories, they're producing the goods and services you use. if you keep focusing on the consumption side of things, you're going to butt heads with that change when high-level infrastructure and economic reform means that, yes, you personally will no longer be able to drive your car everywhere or eat beef for every meal

[warcrimesimulator]

Amazing fucking news btw.

Once hunted out of Texas, black bears are reportedly making a big comeback to the state. Sightings of the state-endangered species have been steadily increasing in the Hill Country again, according to a recent report from the Killeen Daily Herald. John Tomacek, an associate professor of wildlife studies at Texas A&M University and a wildlife specialist with the Texas A&M AgriLife Extension Service, told the newspaper that the bears are expanding back into areas where they once roamed free because they aren't being hunted anymore."Black bears are protected—it's against the law to kill a bear in the state, so hunters aren't looking for them," he said. 

Per the Texas Parks and Wildlife Department (TPWD), in 2000 there were only 25 confirmed black bear sightings, with 20 of those occurring in the Black Gap region, which includes Big Bend. In 2021, those numbers shot up to 80 confirmed sightings and to 154 in 2022. Most recently, black bears have been seen in the western part of the Texas Hill Country, Tomacek told the Killeen Daily Herald. Kaufman, Menard and Kimble counties have each had confirmed sightings. Earlier this month, a black bear was spotted roaming the streets of Uvalde in southwest Texas and was swiftly caught and relocated.

Dana Karelus, a mammologist with TPWD, said there is not currently a system in place in Texas for estimating black bear populations but the state agency is working with the Borderlands Research Institute at Sul Ross State University in Alpine to collar and track Texas bears. 

Why the recent surge in sightings? Karelus told the Killeen Daily Herald she suspects drought has played a big role as bears move in search of food and water. Advanced technology also plays a factor. "Back in 2000, there were few game cameras in use, and today there are many," Karelus said. "That may explain part of the increase, but more bears are moving into Texas." 

Research is currently underway by TPWD to determine the status of black bears in Texas. Biologists are encouraging people to report recent bear sightings to the state agency. "It's going to take a long time, but there is no reason to believe that black bears won't repopulate the Texas Hill Country," Tomacek told the Killeen Daily Herald. "There are ample food and water resources, and the habitat is perfect for bears." 

[deanspunchingbag]

one of my favorite 'we didn't do enough research' things from supernatural is in the early seasons when they would show up to these rural towns and be like 'yes. we are from wildlife services please help us' and the townspeople do. because if there is one thing people from an actual rural town hate more than cops it's a fucking game warden or someone similar

#add this to my list of super specific takes #supernatural #dean winchester #spn #sam winchester #castiel #shitpostnatural

[plethoraworldatlas]

The U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service last week withdrew much-needed draft migratory bird protection rules the agency promised to propose two years ago. These rules are necessary to protect migratory birds from being killed by preventable hazards, including by window collisions, like October’s massive bird mortality event at McCormick Place in Chicago.

“It’s nonsensical that after two years of delay, the Fish and Wildlife Service withdrew these proposed protections with the threadbare excuse that even more delay is needed,” said Tara Zuardo, a senior advocate at the Center for Biological Diversity. “Yet despite the lack of regulations, this agency still has the power to levy fines against parties that cause the death of birds, and federal officials should use their authority to do so.”

Under the Trump administration, the Service finalized a rule that upended decades of enforcement of the Migratory Bird Treaty Act. This radical and unlawful reinterpretation concluded the law did not prohibit the unintentional killing of migratory birds.

In response to successful litigation by the Center and allies, the Biden administration revoked this rule in 2021. The agency promised to issue regulations to address situations like what happened at McCormick Place, where infrastructure is known to cause bird deaths.

However, after two years of delay, the agency withdrew its own proposed regulations, claiming that it requires an indefinite amount of time to work on the rulemaking. This leaves billions of birds vulnerable to increasing threats across the landscape like collisions with windows and communication towers.

#ecology #enviromentalism #migratorybirds #bird conservation #US Fish and Wildlife Service #wildlife services #Fuck wildlife services

[tarrynightss]

If daddy could see you now

Pairing: Miles Quaritch x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

Warnings: SMUT. Vaginal sex, oral, verbal degradation, use of the word daddy (but no daddy kink, used to refer to actual dad), use of slut/whore, reader is Jake and Neytiri’s eldest daughter (19+!!)

Summary: If Jake Sully knew what his eldest daughter was up to with his enemy, the poor man might drop dead on the spot. Quaritch knows this, and boy does it get him going.

The forest is quiet, most of Pandora’s wildlife resting in a deep slumber. It was the only time of day that you could manage to slip away from your father’s watchful eye.  “Just like that sweetheart.”

Miles purrs as your tongue runs down the length of his cock. Your big eyes are trained on his face, a purplish blush gracing your skin as he pets your hair. This was just what he needed after a long day. It had been hard to shake off his team, but having your mouth wrapped around his cock was more than worth the effort.

You prepare him well, wetting Miles’s length with your saliva before sucking at the leaking head. Even after all the practice you’ve had, taking him into your throat remains a struggle. The Colonel had not been tiny as a human, and he certainly was not as a Recom.

“Just a bit more,” he urges when your nose is almost pressed against his pubic bone.

You are so good for him right now, so obedient. A stark contrast from the way you act when his pants is up. Just like Jake you have a smart mouth, the wit you inherited from Neytiri only having worsened it. But at this moment, you are quiet, the luminescent dots sprinkled over your face glistening softly as you you service him. With a push, Miles forces you to take his full length into your mouth, groaning in ecstasy when he feels you choke on it.

He strokes your hair. “That’s it, choke on it. Look so fucking pretty like that.”

A tear pricks at your eye before you gather yourself, breathing in evenly and relaxing your throat. Miles watches you with a shit-eating smirk. Fuck, he loves this. He’s the only one who’s allowed to do this shit to you, any other man would get his eyes clawed out. For some reason his greatest enemy’s daughter had chosen him. You call it Eywa’s will, he calls it sick irony.

Your hands are pressed firmly against his muscular thighs as you suck his cock, head bobbing in a slow rhythm as you keep eye contact with him. Watching his face contort with pleasure and need has your own heat rising. You want to just jump on him already and take him inside your cunt, but it’s clear that he intends to enjoy your mouth first.

You had waited two days to see Miles, your father seemingly growing more suspicious about your behavior by the day. This little affair of yours had been going on for almost a month now, you and Miles only growing bolder and more eager. It was only a matter of time before you got caught really.

Miles’s grip in your hair tightens as he makes you suck him faster, hips bucking wildly against your face. The taste of his precum on your tongue riles you up even more and you feel your own need start to wet the inside of your thighs. Na’vi clothing does little more than cover your modesty, and the small piece of fabric covering your core is standing no chance. You groan on Miles’s cock to catch his attention, needy eyes begging him to help you out. He merely tuts at your impatience.

“Touch yourself if you’re feeling so needy,” he tells you cruelly and lightly slaps your right cheek.

You glare, but obey nonetheless. One hand snakes down to slip into your underwear, quickly seeking out your swollen clit. Every moan that comes forth from you touching yourself causes Miles even more pleasure. Your throat vibrates and clenches and the way you suck at his length becomes more desperate by the second. Though he wants this to last forever, he feels that he’s getting close, cursing under his breath.

He’s only one tongue stroke away from cumming when an Ikran cries out above you, startling you and making you pull away from him with force. You fall onto the ground as you stare up at the night sky with wide, scared eyes, Miles too busy cursing and groaning in frustration to even realize why you stopped.

“Edging me, are you? I’ll make you pay for that,” he growls, licking at his lips as he moves on top of you.

You press a finger to your mouth and give him a stern look. Only then does he take the time to listen and think. The Ikran cries out again, flying somewhere above the forest near you.

Miles smirks. “Afraid daddy has come looking for you?” He spreads your legs apart without a care in the world, forcing himself between them. “Afraid he’ll see what a little slut you are for me?”

The glare you give him this time is not as strong, faltering under the desire that his words bring forth. It’s wrong. You should not be with this man in the first place. Your mother is the one who killed his human form, your father his sworn enemy. Both Jake and Neytiri would never believe their eyes if they saw what was unfolding deep in the forest tonight.

Miles starts untying your loincloth and slips it off of your legs. “Be a good girl and spread yourself for me.”

You bare your teeth at him and hiss in defiance, your ears folding back.

“Ah ah ah,” he tuts and grabs onto your jaw. He keeps you still as he moves fully on top of you, his face close to yours. “None of that or I’ll stuff that pretty mouth of yours again. Make it useful.”

Your mouth closes, eyes still nervously glancing around. He knows you want this, can practically smell you from how aroused you are. Otherwise he would’ve already received a right kick in the gut too.

“Look at me, pretty girl,” he purrs and your gaze slowly drifts his way. “I’m gonna make you feel good, okay? Gonna remind you of why you came here.”

You swallow away your anxiety and nod your head, rewarded by a needy kiss from Miles. His lips dance over yours as his tongue slides into your mouth, hot and eager. Everything is messy with him. Whether it’s eating, kissing, or fucking.

“Miles,” you whine against his mouth and wrap your legs around his waist, urging him to come closer.

One hand holds your face as the other moves to push up your woven top just enough so he can fondle your breasts, enjoying the way your nipples harden under his touch.

He pulls back slightly from the kiss. “Tell me what you want.”

You groan and attempt to continue kissing him, but he holds you back. His fingers pinch at your nipples just hard enough to make you yelp. “Tell me.”

Your tail impatiently sweeps across the ground next to you. “I want you.”

“You’ll need to be more specific, sweetheart,” he says, joined by another teasing pinch.

Shit. You are panting in excitement by this point, your cunt throbbing in need. It’s enough to make you swallow your pride. “I want your cock inside me, want it to stretch out my cunt. Please, sir.”

Oh, that sir does it.

“Dirty fucking slut,” Miles growls as he quickly lines himself up with your entrance, hand moving to hold onto your hips tightly, bracing himself.

He slides into you in one go, both of you mewling at the feeling. You feel so full of him, your pelvises flush against each other as he bottoms out. He takes a moment to take in the sight. The colorful shine of the plants around you reflect off of your skin beautifully as you arch your chest towards him, your lips slightly parted as you pant in anticipation. He grins to himself. He really did steal the Sullys jewel.

Miles almost completely pulls his cock out of you before slamming back in, making your toes curl in the grass and a cry of his name leave your lips. It’s been too long for him to be gentle, instantly setting a punishing pace. Your walls eagerly suck him in, your whole body giving way to his rough treatment. With every thrust he can hear your wet cunt squelching, making his ears twitch in excitement.

“So wet for me, I could hear your messy cunt from a mile away,” he grunts above you.

His words make your cheeks flush in embarrassment. You cannot seem to manage to be quieter though, both your cunt and your mouth making plenty of noises as Miles fucks into you. He’s almost hitting your deepest parts, and to help him out a bit, you hike up one of your legs further and pull him into you. The groan he lets out when his cock slips even deeper inside is borderline pornographic. Fuck, he refuses to believe that anything both he and his human-self had experienced had ever felt this good.

“Like it deep, don’t you? Such a desperate whore,” he teases and your cunt clenches around him in response. Egged on, he continues. “If you continue sucking me in like this, I’ll have to cum inside ya, and then your whole family will smell what you’ve been up to.”

You weakly shake your head but your heels continue to dig into his back, making his thrusts hit deep and hard. You and him have played this game before and every time it ended the same way. You had lost count of how many times you had already washed off his scent and cum before having to return home.

He chuckles the best he can through his own panting. “You don’t care, do you? If only your daddy could see you now. Screaming for his enemy’s cock, for his seed. Reduced to nothing more than a moaning bitch.”

His words have as much effect on him as they do on you, your body squirming desperately underneath his. He can already picture it in his head; you returning to Jake with his cum still dripping from your used cunt, staining that tiny loincloth of yours.

Without warning, Miles switches the position by grabbing onto your legs and forcing them over his shoulders, folding your body in half harshly. If his cock didn’t stretch you to your limits before, it certainly does now, the walls of your cunt clenching tightly around him. You scream out his name when he starts thrusting into you fast, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the forest. With every stroke of his cock you can feel that delightful pressure in your abdomen starting to build.

Miles can tell from the way your eyes roll back in your head that you are getting close, his own release not feeling far behind after that little bit of edging from earlier. The Ikran cries out above the both of you again, sounding closer, but this time you are too blissed out to notice. He almost hopes that it is Jake, for he cannot imagine a much worse revenge than having your daughter be fucked and degraded by your enemy.

“Tell me what you are,” he urges as he continues slamming into you.

It takes a moment for your brain to get what he means, but when you do, you weakly smile through your moans. “I’m your whore, Miles! Your desperate little slut who just wants to be fucked.”

“Needs to be fucked,” he corrects through gritted teeth and you quickly nod your head.

“Needs! Yes!”

You would say anything right now as long as he keeps going. You are so close now, your wetness staining both the insides of your thighs as well as his. “Please! I don’t care who sees. I’m yours! Please Miles, just don’t stop!”

He happily gives into your command, thrusting into you like a feral animal until you come undone with a scream. The way your walls spasm around his cock allows him only a few more strokes before his own orgasm follows, cumming deep inside you just as you had secretly hoped.

When both of your orgasms subside, he strokes the hair out of your face and kisses you tenderly, whispering about how well you did. He rolls the two of you over, laying you out on his chest and stuffing his length back inside you, enjoy your soft little mewls as you cuddle into him. Perhaps if you weren’t so tired from your long day and the intense fucking you just received, you would’ve noticed that the Ikran you heard earlier was in fact circling. Miles doesn’t say a word about it, grinning up at the sky when you doze off for a second.

“Ain’t that a bitch.”

#miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch smut #miles x reader #smut #na'vi x reader #avatar the way of water #atwow x reader #atwow #na’vi smut #avatar #Miles quaritch x you #miles quaritch fic

[skylarsblue]

✦Random Sinclair Headcanons✦

(I was bored and I have nowhere else to put them)

Lester's got a slight allergy to certain citrus fruits. It's not terrible, but it did get stuff like orange juice banned from the house when the brothers were younger. But that's Bo's favorite. So he always has a jug specifically for himself in the house since Lester's no longer living with them.

Vincent's hair is well kept in turns of how he washes it, but their lifestyle ruins it constantly. Some parts of Vincent's hair is a lot shorter than the rest cause he got too much wax caught in it, so they have to snip a strand. It's like terrible layers.

All the brothers have bad teeth, Bo's looks the best on the surface, but mans got at least 8 fillings in the back.

Bo is shit at telling people's accents, Vincent's decent at it. But Lester? Somehow he's the gibberish translator. Someone could come through with the most unintelligible accent and he'll somehow know what they're saying.

I've said Bo can play piano, and so can Vincent, but they're more adept with the violin. Lester can probably tear shit up on the harmonica

Vincent's art mediums are; wax sculpting(duh), painting, and charcoal.

Bo's art mediums are; photography, musical(though he dropped that one), and he used to be pretty good at pen doodles(but he dropped that too, fuckin' thanks Trudy)

Lester's art mediums are; scavage-crafting, wood/bone carving, and scrapbooking.

Bo had a phase where he was really good at producing poems/poetic song lyrics. But he stopped doing it because he got made fun of once. Basically anytime he does anything artistic, he drops it, because he gets made fun of or told Vincent is better.

Bo & Lester bond over old cars and Lester knows a good amount about cars because of it. By proxy, Bo knows a lot about Lousiana wildlife thanks to Lester.

Lester & Vincent bond over sculpting & carving. I think almost everyone agrees Vincent's dual dragon knives were carved from bone that Lester found.

Lester wasn't good in school but mans was fantastic in woodshop. He outdid everyone. Without even trying! Fuck a bird house, get a bird MANSION.

Vincent's an insomniac, Bo's got night terrors, and Lester is the type to wake up every hour. What's funny is that when they were younger, Bo was the insomniac, Lester had night terrors, and Vincent was the one who woke up every hour. They all switched problems somehow.

They all have two matching moles on their lower ribs and right beside their belly button.

Bo's first job was at a mechanic's shop, Vincent's was at a music shop, and Lester's was at a gas station. Bo was fuckin' trash at customer service, Vincent silently judged people's music choices, and no one talked to Lester(sadly).

Lester makes all his food too damn spicy. He adds spice to already hot things. Both his brothers think he's a demon as they watch him add chili flakes to things.

Bo hates reality TV, but in the way that he'll stick around to watch it and yell at the TV if he sees it on. It's actually pretty funny.

There is one mixtape in Lester's truck, it's the only one he listens too, and it's an old one he stole from Bo when they were teens. Bo still wonders where it went but Lester refuses to tell him.

Bo says he hates hugs but somehow gives the best ones. They're like, engulfing dad hugs with the perfect amount of pressure. Lester's hugs are a bit too tight but it's cute. Vincent's are soft and delicate, like a blanket.

If Bo's had a night terror and he can't calm down, he'll look for Jonesy. And she'll lay on top of him on the couch until he calms down. Vincent's found them a few times, but chooses not to comment on how Bo holds the dog he swore he didn't want like a teddy bear.

Vincent had a Greek Mythology phase, Bo had a WW2 History phase, and Lester had a Dinosaur phase.

Vincent's favorite colors are beige & lilac, Bo's are midnight blue & charcoal black, & Lester's are fern green & dandelion yellow.

Lester's house is cleaner than the twins, ironically. It's cluttered, yes, but he actually keeps a decent living space. There aren't even coffee rings on his tables, he made his own coasters. He's got a messy job so he likes his house to be clean.

Bo & Vincent don't know how to load a dishwasher. They wash their dishes by hand, but, they also don't cause they hate doing it When the sink is too full, they do rock, paper, scissors. Bo tends to lose.

#bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #house of wax #slasher headcanons #slasher #slashers #slasher community #slasher fandom

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for reporting my shitty college roommate to the FWS and her teacher, and possibly getting her suspended/expelled/jailed/fined?

CW for brief dead animal mention

For context: I live in the USA and all native species of birds are protected under the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, which makes it illegal to kill, harm, etc. native bird species and/or possess parts of them including molted feathers, bones, nests, etc.

Also: The FWS is the Fish and Wildlife Service and is a government agency that deals with animal and plant conservation and habitat protection.

Anyways, I (F25) live in a dorm room with two other people, Ally (F26) and Sammy (F28) (not their real names obviously). Sammy is a nice roommate, she's very considerate and kind, and we get along really well.

Ally, on the other hand, is a nightmare.

Very self absorbed, rich parents, "white witch" privileged white girl type, treats Sammy and I like maids instead of roommates.

Ally and I are both art students, I'm pursuing 3D animation and she's doing... Something. I have no idea. Sculpting?

I do digital modeling and animation so I can just do that in my room on my PC, but she needs a specific area to do her sculptures, which is fine!

Except that she does NOT clean up after herself. Leaves material all over the place, there's bits of clay stuck to fucking everything, and she does it right in the living room.

She's also burnt sage INSIDE THE APARTMENT despite Sammy having asthma. She did not warn us beforehand, we found out when we walked in and Sammy started coughing and wheezing and we had to go back outside. She was 100% aware of Sammy's asthma because she saw her use her inhaler once and asked about it.

She then asked if she "could try it" which... Girl what. "Can I try it?" Has now become an inside joke between Sammy and I about her inhaler.

Coming from a rich family, I can tell she's never faced any consequences for her actions. Ever. She thinks she's untouchable and that mommy and daddy will pay for everything and make all her problems go away.

Sammy and I come from families who are not ungodly rich, and that's resulted in her treating us like live-in maids. She does none of the chores, none of the housework, absolutely nothing. Constantly inviting her friends over to peruse her "art gallery". Regularly keeps Sammy and I up at night with her music and friends.

We rent an apartment near our college, and we don't live in the dorms so we don't have anyone to complain to besides our landlord, who's an incredibly sweet elderly woman that we're all hesitant about bothering.

Except for Ally, who's prepared to bother her about everything, including but not limited to: Apartment being too hot. Apartment being too cold. A weird smell. Noise from the street. Neighbors dog barking. Front door being creaky.

We basically went "Haha hey Ally don't worry you're SO busy lol we'll talk to her for you okay!" just so she doesn't bother the poor lady.

We're mostly just afraid that if we kick out Ally, her parents will tear that woman apart. Sammy and I are both unconfrontational anyways and don't want to bother anyone.

Ally is working on her latest sculpture for finals (basically the big report due at the end of a semester). It actually looked pretty cool, but something about it was... Off.

Oh yeah, it's absolutely covered in native bird feathers and a nest. A real one, not one of those fake ones you can buy at a craft store.

She came home one day after going out with her friends for HOURS, and she had two big bags full of stuff. I asked what she was up to and her response was sort of "It's a secret teehee, it's for my art piece ;)" so I was just like haha okay.

So, it turns out her and her friends went out into the woods and spent HOURS picking up molted feathers (all of them are very witchy do-no-harm types so there's no way any of them killed live birds. Ally refuses to even kill bugs, I have to catch them and let them out). She also mentioned her friends parents have tons of bird feeders at their house, which means LOTS of molted feathers.

Also, instead of cleaning them in her bathroom sink she washed them off in the kitchen sink, meaning we couldn't do dishes for a few hours. So that was cool.

I actually collect and clean animal bones in my free time, so I'm very familiar with the laws. I know which species in my state are protected, which species I can possess with a permit, etc. I also know that the MBTA is a thing that exists.

I've met her art teacher before, and I know that the woman's not stupid. She will DEFINITELY notice that the sculpture is covered in blue jay, cardinal, grackle, etc. feathers.

I was going to keep my mouth shut and just let Ally dig her own grave, but I did mention it to her through text. I said "Hey, I love your sculpture but I just wanna let you know that using those feathers is actually illegal, since they're from native species of birds. My parents own chickens and ducks and I can get you a lot of really cool feathers for your project if you want! Sorry for the bad news but I just don't want you to get in trouble :("

She messaged back and said "Um, thanks but I don't want feathers from gross barnyard animals, Mother Gaia gifted me these beautiful feathers. Besides, I actually have money to take care of my problems."

What the fuck.

I didn't know what else to do besides message back "Oh! Okay!"

Those "gross barnyard animals" she mentioned include breeds like dominiques, copper marans, both gold and silver sebrights, Yokohama, and a few cayuga ducks, all of which have absolutely gorgeous feathers. I was also going to surprise her with some peafowl feathers because my parents' friend owns them.

So here's where the AITA part comes in.

I was furious with her constant classism, treating Sammy and I like shit, and blatantly disregarding laws (especially ones literally put in place to protect "Mother Gaia's" creatures) just because her parents have money.

So after she went to bed I went out into the living room, took pictures of her sculpture, and then not only sent the pictures to her art teacher but the FWS. I let the game warden know I also emailed her teacher and vice versa. I also sent screenshots of our conversation where I told her about the law, so they had proof she was 100% aware of it but ignored it anyways.

I let Sammy know, and her response was "That's a thing? Well, her teacher would have reported her anyways I guess."

A few days later, we get a knock on the door. It's a game warden. I let him inside, went to my room, and proceeded to listen to Ally doing her "I'm a poor innocent victim how could you do this to me!" crying. I mostly just felt bad for the poor game warden for having to deal with her.

The only thing I could hear from the other room was her wailing like a banshee and him going "Ma'am, please calm down. Are you alright ma'am? Ma'am..."

A few days later Sammy and I came back from the store to see all of Ally's stuff gone. All of her clay, supplies, clothes, etc. were gone and her room was totally empty except for her bed frame (which came with the house).

I have no idea what happened. I'm sure she wasn't allowed to turn in a sculpture covered in illegal feathers for her final, so Idk if she was suspended/expelled or if she just had a tantrum and moved out?

On one hand it was really fucking nice seeing her face consequences for her actions, but the other part of me feels bad about possibly getting her suspended/expelled/fined/jailed over feathers and a nest.

The EPA website states that punishment for MBTA violations for misdemeanor offences (which I believe she committed since I don't think she planned on selling anything, and I know she didn't kill any of the birds) can range from up to $5,000 in fines to no more than six months in jail.

So, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[pigfacedbitch]

Comfort

summary : what would your boyfriend do if you had a bad day at work/school?

word count : 0.7k

type : headcanons

pairing/s : Modern! Gwaine / Merlin / Arthur (Soldier, Poet, King😂) x Reader

warning/s : asshole bosses / professors lol

here is my masterlist!

Note : Why is life so tiring? Sometimes, I just want to lay down and sleep. Slight NSFW on Gwaine's part .

Gwaine

Gwaine is evidently high-spirited but pouts like a kicked puppy when he sees you sad.

He may be a little unfamiliar with comforting someone but he knows that having fun can revive someone's soul so as a way to comfort you, he will offer a night of distraction and pleasure (I know what you're thinking and yes, you are right 👀).

From here, it depends on what you want to do. Gwaine will enthusiastically go with the flow.

You want to stay at home and play games? He will gladly lose to monopoly, uno, scrabbles, or any board games you want to play.

Gwaine is also a reliable player two in online games and will shout with you when another player is performing poorly.

"How can you miss that shot?!"

"What my love said, you muppet!"

Want to watch a movie? A pillow fort with your favorite movies, snacks, and soda coming right up!

Warning though, if you want to go out and party, don't. As loveable as he is, Gwaine is a party animal who has little self-control. He WILL get drunk before you and you have no choice but to drag his ass back to your home.

Last possible activity? Doing the deed. Might fuck the stress and sadness out of you until all you can remember is how good he made you feel, just saying. Anyways, enjoy! 😚

Merlin

This sweet baby boy will serve you like a queen, no joke.

Merlin will immediately know you had a bad day as he welcomes you in your shared home, already wrapping his (big and strong🫢) arms around your tired body.

He won't say a word but you'll know that he offers comfort by how tight his hug is, slowly soothing your hair, and gently kissing parts of your face.

"What's wrong, love?"

And boom! Here comes the waterworks. He will let you cry and vent as he leads the two of you on the sofa, lying comfortably there until you are done.

You might even take a short nap. Merlin doesn't care if you covered him with tears, drool, or snot; as long you feel better.

He will wake you up with your favorite home-cooked meal prepared on the table then taking you to the bathroom for a relaxing bath.

There would be scented candles, bath bombs, mellow music, skin care products— the whole nine yards. And no, you don't have to move. Merlin will do everything for you unless you want otherwise.

He will give you a massage on the bed after that, saying words of encouragement and support.

If you ask him to use his magic, he will. He will show you anything you want; from the wonders of the world to the vast beauty of the cosmos.

He hates using his magical abilities on you but as you fall asleep in his arms that night, he whispers a spell that will surely give you good dreams and an even better sleep.

Arthur

Let's face it, Arthur can be... oblivious at times.

Unlike Merlin and Gwaine, it will take a little longer for him to realize you feel like shit.

The Pendragons are very wealthy, and it sometimes compensates for the other qualities they lack.

He may not be as cheerful as Gwaine or provide you a satisfactory service like Merlin, but he can give you anything you want.

You want to go to another country? The private jet is ready. You don't even have to pack a bag, Arthur will buy new clothes for you.

He will let you choose the hotel you'll be staying in and book all the activities you want to do such as tours in the wildlife, scuba diving, spa days, and many more.

You want comfort food? The best chef in Albion will be brought to your home at once, paid heavily to cook whatever food you fancy.

You want materials things, jewelries and dresses? Even stationery? You got it. Arthur doesn't care how much you spend, he's practically your sugar daddy. 😂

If you just want him by your side, he will let you hug him like a koala bear to a tree and listen to your complains.

However, watch your words or the people you mention. Because Arthur will see to it that they will be dealt with, money comes with influence after all.

"So that's why they are being overly nice to me!"

"No one messes with the love of my life."

#bbc merlin #merlin #emrys #arthur pendragon #arthur #gwaine #bbc merlin imagines #bbc merlin x reader #bbc merlin headcanons #merlin x reader #merlin x reader headcanons #merlin imagine #gwaine x reader #gwaine x reader headcanons #gwaine imagine #arthur pendragon x reader #arthur x reader #arthur x reader headcanons #arthur pendragon imagine #comfort #colin morgan #bradley james #eoin macken #bbc merlin preferences

[stromuprisahat]

"I didn’t know whether to laugh or scream."

Siege and Storm- Chapter 15

Oh nein! Mal has issues! With consequences of his actions he should be grateful for, and his girl not sharing every waking thought with him, when her worst worries spring from his most hated topics- the Darkling and her role in politics.

And Alina once again feels responsible for his feelings.

Yeah, this would have a bit more weight, if Alina didn't do it only for appearances' sake. Or if she granted the position due to merit, not random pick of what she views as the lowest low. Or if she didn't continue speaking as if she were a narrator of wildlife documentary, describing a new species of animal that just appeared.

Not necessarily, but it's one of Alina's less far-fetched deductions.

Aleksander could've been aware of David's fascination with Morozova's work. He could've picked the most skilled in bonework or the one most experienced in forging amplifiers- they're supposed to be rare, so not many Fabricators will have that.

*mumbles* And somehow we're to believe this pragmatic man chose to follow Alina, because... ? She's the good one, or whatever?!

*chants* Double agent Kaminsky, double agent Kaminsky!

Alina: Why would you want to kill this man! How horrible! At least question him first!

She would make a delightful morally flexible character, if she were acknowledged as such, and embracing that quality.

Says who? Zoya?

He KeEpS mE So BuSy!

Saints, Alina, you can't believe everything people say about themselves!

Alina: I'm not sure my three months of training are enough, but I can do like two things with my powers, so let's focus on increasing them further AND on the mythical forbidden art that created my goal no. 1 in the first place. I bet nothing can go wrong...

Only signing? Not reading to get into picture? And who prepares them?!

Bureaucracy, baby!

Welcome to responsibility!

I would sympathize with Alina much more, if she showed genuine interest in those she doesn't know. If her motivation weren't merely "Do the opposite of (what I think) the Darkling did". I she truly believed in her own philosophy.

Shocking!

People forced to sit next to half-strangers they're not used to interact with, create unpleasant atmosphere!

My work experience considered- you're lucky there's no visible enmity- you could've made the wrong people sit next to each other and tableware could've ended up in wrong bodyparts.

Also: How is Nadia sitting next to Marie? I thought breaking up already existing friend groups was a point of this whole exercise.

They're not gifts, Nikolai. They're just your father's property, but let's remember the Darkling didn't wait for the Queen to request a specific one's service, and turned it into a gesture of his own thoughtfulness. Fuck his strategems!

Alina's misplaced sensibilities are incredibly frustrating.

She wants to lead Second Army, but not order them, not assign them tasks directly, because that would somehow make her a bad person, instead of efficient leader.

What if no one will volunteer? What if weak, incompetent Squallers will? You don't look at special assignment and think- Yeah, whoever wants to do it... You PICK the most capable person with both sufficient skills AND suitable personality.

Awwww!

Poor granny deserves an Oscar!

#Grishaverse #S&S Chapter 15 #Alina Starkov #Second pseudoArmy #grishanalyticritical #Malyen Oretsev #Fedyor Kaminsky #Nikolai Lantsov #Baghra Morozova #self centred and paranoid #Siege and Storm #Grisha trilogy #V #books #quotes #Leigh Bardugo #anti Mal #anti Malina #anti Baghra

[roxiepro]

TINKATON IS A CHAOTIC LITTLE BEAST

Slowly falling in love with the Tinkaton line. There's something I love seeing a tiny little guy with an absolutely huge weapon, and being a menace to wildlife.

This thing is probably banned in Galar because it would fuck up the Corviknight Travel service because it would just try to knock them out of the sky. THIS THING IS A TERROR.

AND GIGATON HAMMER??? THAT MOVE IS AMAZING. So what if you can't use it twice in a row, bestie is a powerhouse.

#tinkaton #pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #im having fun with this thing #why tinkaton is a threat to the british a thread