#and other very non cat behaviours

[dinocanid]

If you read Xem's post, you will see that she states you should know the basics about that animal before confirming it. You should know that a wolf is a canine that is a pack hunter that lives mostly in the northern hemisphere. That they howl and usually hunt deer or some deer relative. The have fur and are pursuit predators. Those are the basics. No one except you and your friends said you're only a real wolf therian if you can name top ten unusual facts about wolves. How can someone confirm a wolf if they do not know what a wolf is? You yourself said that you differ from wild wolf behaviours. So you know you're not a wild wolf because of that. But twist words and play the victim I guess.

The OP claimed, very blatantly, that if you make a mistake about some species fact that someone else considers "basic knowledge" then they shouldn't be allowed to identify as that species anymore and should be gatekept from the label. Said basic knowledge included very common and easy-to-make mistakes. Someone can identify as a hyena without knowing at first they are feliforms and not caniforms, the OP said that they can't. Someone can identify as a wolfdog or a leopard, and mistake a wolfdog for a husky mix or a jaguar for a leopard in a photo. That happens, they can look very similar to each other. Idk how to explain that a hyena looks like a dog(canine), just like a thylacine looks like a dog. You can go most of your life before finding out the former is related to cats and the latter is related to kangaroos. You can put a leopard and a jaguar next to each other and it is difficult as hell to tell the difference a lot of times. Not all wolfdogs look like wolves, some just look like dogs especially if they're low content. Some dogs just look like wolfdogs or wolves without being wolf hybrids. See: the pile of movies and shows with "wolves" in it (it's wolf-like dogs being casted as wolves, lots of people don't notice). It's not common knowledge, it's fun facts you might stumble across in a "10 Things You Didn't Know About These Strange Animals" YouTube compilation at 3am.

The OP was stating very clearly that your identity becomes invalid the moment you fail a game of spot-the-difference. The OP post is capped off with:

"So yeah. You should know a lot about the animal you claim to be. If not? Don’t claim it."

I'm gonna be blunt that the OP had one of the most rancid takes I'd seen in a while. Knowing the creature exists was not stated anywhere in the post to be enough, you have to "know a lot".

Someone might not know that animal's realistic behaviors, or where they all live geologically, or what all of their body language means. Someone can know their theriotype before they figure out that later stuff, it's happened all the time and continues to happen. This also isn't covering non-earthly animal identities and how you can't even do ecological research on those. Someone can't go on wikipedia and read up on the ecology of their specific dragon species that has zero record of ever existing. Plenty of those with non-earthly animal identities are not less real as a result, it is an absolute buckwild take that earthly animal identities are somehow different with a higher bar of entry. That's not even mentioning people that identify as earthly animals with unrealistic ecology, because that's also a thing.

For the second part of your ask, I'm guessing you're referring to this recent one. You missed this entire chunk of the post:

"...I do not know most things about wolves off the top of my head. Don't ask me anything about wolf ecology outside the bare basics, I couldn't tell you. When I was really young I thought my nonhuman identity was a dog until one day I had the epiphany that I was actually a wolf. I didn't have to bury my head in research to figure that out, I just knew for not much reason. Any information on wolves I know today is stuff I picked up here and there over the years, independent of my identity"

To condense all of that into something shorter: I just knew I was a wolf before I knew much of anything about wolves. I didn't know I wasn't a wild wolf because I know a lot about wild wolf behavior. I genuinely don't know how that conclusion was drawn after reading that.

"Wolves are canines that live in packs and eat deer" isn't research, that's "I watched a movie once that had wolves in it", which is honestly the extent of what a lot of people know about wolves unless they're invested or something. That's not enough according to the OP, and if that's not what was meant then the entirety of the post was worded extremely poorly.

And this last part isn't related to anon, but I've seen a lot of responses since yesterday about "but why is research bad"? No one has said that it was, and I scroll the alterhuman tags almost daily. That's not something people are arguing. The point isn't "research bad, grr learning about animals sucks", the point is that this discourse is old. Like, old as hell. We're not gatekeeping nonhuman identities based on if you "know a lot" going in. We're not going to claim someone isn't a "real therian" if they get one thing wrong about their theriotype.

Let's say that someone is a leopard therian and posts a picture of a jaguar in some moodboard or something. You know the decent thing to do? You might let them know one of the photos is actually a jaguar, which will usually get you a "oh huh, thanks. didn't catch that". At no point do you suddenly have imply they aren't a "real" leopard therian. You can ask if they've maybe considered jaguars, but they are fully able to respond "yeah but no, I'm a leopard". And that's fine. Someone can be a hyena therian, accidentally say that hyenas are canines. It is absolutely fine and possible to say that hyenas are feliforms without pointing fingers and going "you're not a real hyena, because real hyenas would've known that already".

It's not 2012 anymore, we've grown past this. It is the strangest thing ever to see in the year two-thousand-twenty-four.

#my patience on this is short today because this is the most petty discourse I've seen in a hot minute #dino answers

[jojojoy1]

hi! can you write with prompts 1, 2 and 31 with daniel ricciardo or george russell, like a friends to lovers?

10 years in the making

George Russell x driver!reader

A/N: This is wayyyy longer than I expected it to be. Hope you enjoy :)

You've known George since you were both seven. Karting together. Its always been you and George. It was very rare to see one of you with out the other. You're parents made jokes that you'd marry each other and your response was always the same, "We're just best friends." But when you got older those feelings changed.

15 years old. Racing was getting serious for the both of you, meaning you spent even more time together and competing. It was a dream. That's when you started seeing George in a different light. He was no longer George Russell, your best friend. Now he was George Russell, the boy you fell head over heels for but could never have.

It pained you to have these feelings. He would never feel the same. He saw you like a sister. You were in love with someone you knew would never love you back. So you tried, with everything in you, to forget these feelings.

21 years old. Entering formula one with your best friends. You and George had both signed for Williams. While you were excited to be in F1 and have a friend as your teammate, seeing George non stop wasn't going to help with these feelings. For six years you couldn't rid yourself of this longing and empty feeling.

You'd never dated anyone. George, Lando and Alex always questioned you on your love life and you never had anything to offer. You didn't want to date, you only wanted George. Every time you imagined your future George was the main component. You couldn't count the amount of times you've pictured your first date, first kiss, first anniversary, engagement, wedding, first child. All you wanted was for George to want you like you want him.

You noticed a slight change in George's behaviour in your rookie year. He became more flirty than he ever was. But you didn't want to get your hope up. He now had thousands if girls throwing themselves at him. That's just how he talks to everyone.

When George moved to Mercades you were relived. You loved spending time with George, but it was killing you to have to be with him more than everyone else. Now you had Alex as your teammate.

Alex was always questioning you on your love life. He would bring it up the most around George. He was the most observant over the years. He noticed your longing stares, the way your eyes would light up around George and your immense annoyance when ever George talked about a girl he liked. Alex knew. He knew the minute you fell, but he never spoke to you about it.

Race week, meaning you had to see George. George, who had recently broken up with his girlfriend for no apparent reason.

The five of you, Charles, Lando, George, Alex and yourself, were sat in the drivers hospitality, talking.

"And this is horsey last week. he broke a vase jumping off the shelf." Alex was showing everyone a picture of his cat.

"Is he okay?" Charles asked, concerned about the animals wellbeing.

"A piece of glass got stuck in his paw so we had to take him to the vets to get it removed."

Charles PR manager showed up a little later to usher him to his duties. Lando's manager soon followed. It was just you, Alex and George.

"So you and carmen broke up." Alex turned to George.

"Yeah." George seemed nervous about the topic.

"What happened then?"

"Well, I realised I have feelings for someone else and it'd be unfair to her to waste her time when I love someone else, y'know?"

"Yeah." the room was silent for a moment until Alex spoke again, "Who is she then?"

"What?" George looked terrified, eyes bulging out of his head.

"Who do you have feelings for?"

"It, uh, it doesn't matter." George struggled with his words, wanting to avoid the question, "It's nothing anyway."

"Well, its clearly something if you broke up with carmen 'cause of her."

"I mean, I-"

Before George could continue his sentence all three of your PR managers came to rush you to pre-race media.

The race went okay, you and Alex both scoring points. While you were happy about that, you couldn't stop thinking about George.

Everyone was walking away from the media pen, your eyes caught on Geroge.

"Crushing hard, huh?"

"What!?" You spun around to find Alex with a huge smirk on his face.

"It's obvious you like him."

"Like who?"

"George."

"I, I, wha-, I mean, no." you stumbled over your words, struggling to form a proper sentence.

"You're blushing."

"I'm not." your hands touched your face to be met with your burning skin. Alex laughed lightly at your defensiveness.

"Don't laugh." you were embarrassed to say the least, "How long have you known?"

"Too long."

...

Now knowing for sure of your feelings for George, Alex set out on a little mission. After lots of pestering George, Alex heard the best thing in the world.

"Come on, you always tell me who you like." Alex whined.

"God, you sound like a teenager." George stated, walking away.

"Just tell me." Alex ran in front of him, blocking his exit, "I won't move move until you do." There was a minuet of silence.

"Fine, I'll tell you." George sighed as Alex's face lit up with excitement.

"It's y/n, okay." George whispered, hoping Alex couldn't hear his confession.

"Didn't quite catch that." Alex teased.

"It's y/n! I like, no, I love y/n."

"See, was that so hard."

"Just move."

...

3 months since your conversation with Alex. He was putting his plan into action.

"Lily, where are you taking me?"

Lily said she had an amazing surprise for you, so now you were blindfolded and being dragged to an unknown location.

"You'll see, just be patient."

A salty smell hit you. Sand beneath your feet, dipping from your weight. Seagulls squawking.

"We're here!" Lily sounded so excited.

When she removed your blindfold you were met with the most romantic picnic ever. Candles, rose petals, wicker basket.

"If you wanted to take me on a date all you had to do was ask." you laughed. Lily laughed with you.

"No, this is for you and a special someone." she couldn't stop her excited giggles.

Before you could respond, you noticed Alex in the distance leading a blindfolded George. You were speechless. When they reached the picnic, Alex had the biggest grin on his face.

"We're here." Alex said to George.

"Finally," George sounded relived and slightly annoyed, "We've been walking for ages."

When Alex removed his blindfold you felt your heart beat a hundred times faster, like it was going to jump out of your chest.

When your eyes met it was like every worry or fear you ever had was just gone. Your heart beat slowed. It was like you and George were in your own world. You didn't even notice Lily and Alex leaving.

"Y/n." George whispered after what felt like a life time.

"George."

"So we both got tricked here by Alex?" he smiled

"Yeah." you could barely believe this was happening.

In unison, you both sat down on the checkered, red picnic blanket. Opening the basket, you were met with a beautiful selection of cakes and sandwiches.

You sat for hours just talking. Reminiscing. Realising the years you both wasted, being in love with each other and being to scared to admit it.

"The baskets empty." you stated.

George didn't respond. When you turned to look at him he reached his hand up to caress your cheek softly. without a word, his lips were on yours. In that moment, everything felt right. You fit like two puzzle pieces, you were made for each other.

When you pulled away, foreheads touching still, George spoke the words you longed to hear fall from his lips for the past ten years.

"Y/n y/l/n, will you be my girlfriend?"

With a smile so big it physically hurt, you responded, "Of course, George Russell."

Your lips met again. You were in heaven and never planned to leave.

#george russell #george russell x reader #george russel x reader #george russel imagine #f1 x reader #f1 #f1 x you #formula one x reader #formula one #formula 1 x reader #formula one fluff #formula 1 fluff #formula 1 #formula 1 x y/n #formula 1 x you #fluff #f1 imagine #f1 x driver!reader #f1 x y/n #george russell x you #george russell x driver!reader #fanfic #george russell fluff #x reader #x driver!reader #driver!reader #x you #x y/n #gr63 #f1 fluff

[commander-wame]

Ty for the tag @herald-of-aurene !!

tagging @vampiricsheep @commander-violette @mystery-salad @commanders-sole-braincell @manasurge and anyone who'd like to!! (idk who has or hasn't done it yet)(no pressure)

-- B A S I C S

Name: Wame Nicknames: Ura (by Gixi) Age: 3 y/o at the start, currently 16 y/o (I think??) Birthday: 1322 Colossus (November 15th) Race: Noon-bloom sylvari Gender: Non-binary/guy/person (he/him)(transed his gender upon waking) Orientation: Panromantic asexual Profession: commander (semi-retired), champion of Aurene

-- P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Originally brighter green. Now darkish/desaturated green with specks of lighter green and dark purple Eyes: Originally yellow, now a very pale green Skin: Desaturated green, fading into darker tones on his limbs and horns, glows a faint yellow in the dark Tattoos/Scars: long scar on his left eye (arrow, eye now perma closed due to shoddy patch job), many more tiny scars all over his face, assorted burns marks

-- F A M I L Y

Parents: Pale Tree Siblings: Fehine (older brother), Eithne (older sister), Sera (younger sibling over at @/commander-violette), Caithe (older sister) Grandparents: Jungle grandpappy (Mordremoth) In-laws and others: Eldrid (dearheart), Trahearne (???, deceased), Gixi (best friend/adopted sibling), Aurene (adopted daughter), Dragon's Watch (Adopted Family) Pets: Sparkfly (smokescale, always by his side since Maguuma), Beetle (raven, often closeby), a two headed snake who sometimes chills on his shoulder, + tens of cats

-- S K I L L S

Abilities: Ranger (soulbeast, temporarily fusing with animals he's tamed/pets), minor necromancer abilities Hobbies: Cooking, drawing, studying animal and creature behaviour.

-- T R A I T S

Most positive trait: gentle, kind, protective, analytical, decisive. Most negative trait: stubborn, pessimistic, self-isolating.

-- L I K E S

Colors: greens, yellows, pale blue, and a specific bright red Smells: bread, fresh air, fruits, blood Textures: soft fur, rough scales, tree bark, cloth Drinks: coffee, mango juice, water

-- O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: no Drinks: on occasion Drugs: no Been arrested: a couple of times

#wame #the him #ty this was fun!! :D

[impishjesters]

Denture Daddy

CW// implied unspecific sexual relationships, dom/sub talk, use of the word "daddy" and "mommy" in a non-parental form, mentioned hate sex note(s): basically the reader and Jibba (my TADC oc) playing a dumb game of who seems like a dom or sub to pass the time. Jibba can be seen as a bit of a "whore" but he wears it proudly. Rhett (who's mentioned) is another of my TADC ocs. A/N: This whole thing happened all because I wanted to say "denture daddy". I don't expect anyone to give a shit about this. But at the end of the day as long as my friend and I enjoy it, that's all that matters.

Conversations with Jibba was like a game of Russian roulette. You never knew what direction or topic would come up.

Sometimes the conversations were casual, asking how you were doing or if anything fun had happened. But then you’d get conversations about a tiered ranking of who was considered good in bed, only to get whiplash by a simple conversation on whether you were a dog or cat person.

It was a wild ride, to say the least, which is how you got roped into a conversation about your fellow circus captives and whether they fell into dom or sub-category—for shits and giggles that is.

“‘m just sayin’, ya look at Jax ‘n think he’s got this whole sadistic face to ‘im and it turns out he’s just as touch starved as he looks,” Jibba stated.

Right, they were sleeping together—something about hate fucking because of their prank war or some shit. Neither of them was very subtle about their pranks or their “hate sex” because if that was hate sex you hated to see what tamed sex was like.

Bunch of emotionally constipated idiots.

Jibba jabbed you with his elbow playfully, getting your attention back on him. “Thoughts on Kinger?”

“Definitely not a dom, in fact, it feels wrong to think about him even having sex.” You shuddered. Kinger felt too much like your dad, and thinking of your parent’s boinking was enough to make you wanna bleach your eyes.

He shrugged and crossed his arms before leaning his chest against your back. “Yea’ it’s like watchin’ ya gramparents be romantic an mushy.”

“Ugh,” you gagged, “why’d you have to make it worse? I was thinking of my dad at least.”

“Oo, you thinkin’ bout ya dad playing twista? Naughty, naughty.” he teased, shooting you a playful smirk.

You elbowed him hard, basking in the pained noise that left him. “You know damn well what I meant.”

Jibba groaned and rubbed his side, you had a mean right elbow. “Yea’ yeah, alright so what ‘bout Rhett?”

“Eye Daddy? Oh, yeah. Total dom, but like not like in that rough way—”

“—but in like a total control way? Oh yeah, ya don’t know how hard I’ve been tryin’ to crack that nut—metaphorically and literally.” Jibba scoffed and used your head as an armrest, staring out at the others doing one of Caine’s dumb lil games.

“Are you just making rounds to everyone?” You didn’t shame Jibba for his sex escapades, if anything good on him for finding some way to tame Jax’s awful behaviour.

“Only the hot ones.” You looked up at him despite his arm on your head and he sent you a wink. “I’ll get to ya in no time, less ya wanna jump the list then we can go find somewhere right now.”

“Yeah, not right now.” As entertaining as the thought was, you were quite relaxed just hanging out with the ridiculous man. Though it would be a tempting endeavor at a later time. “So, Ragatha?”

“Mm,” Jibba leaned back, taking most of his weight off of you but kept his arm in place. “She gives like, soft mommy vibes.” he waved his hand in a so-so gesture. “Though I feel like she has a lot of parental experiences if she’s been havin’ ta live with Jax for god knows how long.” He paused, eyes squinting in Ragatha’s direction. “I’d let her give me a good stern talk’ ta.”

“I’ll give you a stern talkin’ ta, if you don’t calm yourself.”

“Babe, this whole conversation is about who’s a dom and who’s not, how do ya expect me to keep calm?” he joked. You raised your arm again with a silent threat to elbow him and he swallowed. “Yeah, okay, calming down.”

“Pomni?”

The two of you fell silent, staring over at the anxious woman who was struggling to get out of Jax’s reach.

“Anxious chihuahua.” Both of you stated at the same time.

Jibba laughed that awful eerie death rattle of his. Did a toy like him really exist? God that was horrifying, who buys that for children? You knew he could control it but why did he have to do it now of all times?

He caught you staring and grinned. “Somethin’ wrong?”

Right, this is Jibba we’re talking about, he knows it’s creepy and did it intentionally. Bastard.

“No,” you rolled your eyes and looked back to Pomni. “She’s too anxious, poor woman probably has a hard time holding someone’s hand let alone sex. Though I’d rather not think about her sex life… feels wrong.”

“Oh, and thinkin’ ‘bout mine ain’t?”

You gave him a deadpan stare as to say ‘Really, that’s what you wanna ask?’. He cleared his throat and mumbled a little ‘touche’ before looking back at the others.

“Oo, I know a good one,” he snickered. “Caine.”

“Caine?” Well, at least he wasn’t asking you about Bubble.

For whatever unknown reason, at the mention of his name Caine appeared a few feet from the two of you with a loud pop. “Diiiid somebody say Caine?”

Jibba shook his head, seemed even with a lack of ears the loud pop affected him. You shook your own head, rubbing an ear. “Uh, not directly.”

Caine cocked his head in confusion, clearly not understanding you were simply talking about him—not trying to summon him. “I see. Well, while I’m here. Why aren’t you two participating?” he asked, waggling his fingers in the direction of the others.

“We’re playin’ our own game,” Jibba answered, giving you a playful nudge.

“Oh?” Caine floated closer, eyeing the lanky doll.

“Yea’, the game of dom or sub.”

Caine cocked his head again. “I don’t understand.”

Jibba snickered and you couldn’t help but cover up your own laugh with a grunt. “What he mean’s is—”

“Oh no, he’s like one of those tops with golden retriever vibes that when ya call ‘em daddy like yer sayin’ ‘good boy’ they get excited.” He covers his face, a genuine laugh instead of that death rattle laugh.

The look of confusion never leaves Caine’s face but you can’t help but join Jibba in his laughter, because he’s not wrong. You could say a lot of insulting or weird things to Caine, but if you use that dog tone with him he’ll take just about anything as a compliment or praise.

“Oh no,” you mumbled, he’d be so fun to fuck with. “He’s not a dom…” you snicker, “but I’d still call him daddy.”

“Denture Daddy!” Jibba bursts out, nearly knocking himself and you off your perch.

The two of you laugh so loud it catches the attention of the others across the way. You wave your hand at Ragatha’s confused expression and further try to prevent the two of you from falling.

“I hate to intrude on this moment of merriment but,” Caine clears his throat, looking between the two of you with confused concern. “You two do know I’m not your father, yes?”

Jibba lets out a scream that turns everyone’s attention back onto you two, only to follow with nearly scream-level laughter from the man. You can’t really blame him though because you haven’t stopped laughing either, especially not long enough to try and explain to Caine that the two of you weren’t calling him father.

You give Caine what one could only describe as some form of yes as an answer before telling him he can go between cries and Caine leaves hesitantly. Your sides are starting to ache from so much laughing, meanwhile, Jibba has his face buried into his hands and is leaning into your shoulder like you’d be able to stop his laughter and tears.

He’s taking this a lot funnier than you but man, “denture daddy” is gonna always be in the back of your mind when you look at Caine from now on.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #the amazing digital circus x reader #the amazing digital circus oc #tadc oc #tadc original character #original character x reader #tadc rhett (oc) #tadc jibba (oc)

[fandomtookoverlife]

Lost fic HELPPP

The Witcher Geralt/Jaskier - Geralt is magically reverted back to his basic instincts (supposed to be monstrous) instead is cuddly and very protective of Jask

If you don’t know this fic but like the sounds of it there are spoilers at the end of the post you shouldn’t read - you should however like and rb so they we may all find and read this fic bc I highly recommend it! (If only I had saved it😭)

Ok SO. it’s starts with Triss being very worried about people going missing and she goes to Geralt for help - they find out the people going missing are Witcher supporters when jaskier talks to a group of musicians (?) in a tavern, explaining to them why Witchers are not evil “he could kill us all” “yes he could but so can I, he doesn’t for the same reason I don’t” which is that it’s wrong but also Geralt wouldn’t want him to - the group explains that a friend of theirs who supports Witchers has gone missing

Being the ultimate supporter of Witchers jaskier goes in as bait to draw out the kidnappers/murders

Jaskier ends up getting their attention but also ends up getting kidnapped and locked in a cell. While in the cell he speaks with a musician+witcher supporter who is the friend of the other musicians Jask talked to during the investigation-

During the villains token monologue he reveals his hatred for Witchers and mutants and plans to show the world how evil that are by reverting Geralt back to his basic instincts- thinking when he lets lose the evil animalistic Witcher on the town geralt will massacre it

Jaskier gets thrown into the same cage as Geralt (now presumably murderous and primal) as the captors believe Geralt will rip him to shreds

Instead Geralt scoops jaskier up and cuddles him in a corner. Geralt, seeing jaskier is hungry, kills him some rats for dinner and jaskier has to politely decline much to geralts disappointment. Geralt, because he is leveled to his basic instincts, bring jaskier his lute to play after dinner as that is their nightly routine, he also tries to sexual advance on jask but when jaskier reacts he backs off continues cuddling

Yennefer and triss arrive to save them and she thinks that Geralt will try non consensual things w jask, bc she knows abt geralts feelings, so she tries to get Geralt to come through a petal with her without jaskier

Instead Geralt at the last second grabs jaskier and runs threw the portal where they end up in kear morhen with vesimir lambert and eskel

Yennefer leaves so her and truss can find a magical remedy and Geralt whisks jaskier up to his room on to his bed filled with furs and does not let him leave.

Eventually lambert comes to bring food to the two of them, since Geralt won’t let either of them leave his room, and Geralt now sees lambert as a rival since jaskier took food from lambert and not him (the rats)

Geralt becomes very protective of jaskier, almost to the point of violence, and eskel and lambert take turns watching over the two in geralts room, eskel sits inside but lambert mostly sits outside bc of geralts aversion to lambert getting near jaskier

Eventually Geralt gets restless and lures eskel into a fight, when they figure out the Geralt j needs some exercise they let him out of the keep, Geralt runs out of the keep, kills something and then come back to show jaskier what he’s killed like a cat showing off a mouse it’s caught.

When Geralt gets his cognitive function back he apologizes for his behaviour thinking he is an unforgivable animal who deserves Jaskiers hatred and disgust, as he spent the week hoarding jaskier in his bed and trying to kiss him.

Jaskier says that Geralt “stopping his sexual advances because he knew jaskier didn’t want it was not the argument Geralt thought it was” regarding geralts perceived unforgivable behaviour while under the influence

cue happy ending

Please someone know this fic I remember it being so good

#the witcher #jaskier #geralt of rivia #the witcher fic #geraskier #lost fic #lost Witcher fic #fic recs #helppppppop

[not-poignant]

hiya pia! I just saw your new puppy on Instagram!! congrats, he's so cute! I was just wondering, is he a rescue?

cuddles to him and Maybe 🤗

Hi anon,

He's not a rescue! We've always had rescue cats, which is actually part of the reason we can't get a rescue dog, lol. I'm about to talk a lot about it, so get ready! Lol

So firstly, in Western Australia, poodle x rescue puppies don't really exist at all in rescue organisations , and Glen and I are both allergic to highly shedding dogs as well as dogs with very short hair, and we needed a trainable / biddable puppy because we have a cat with a lot of behavioural issues. We've had to litter test each litter of puppies we've met with to see which ones were suitable / not suitable with our allergy issues.

Unlike other places in the world, poodles are actually very hard to find here, and as someone who's had my eyes on rescue organisations on and off for 10 years I can say with a lot of confidence we were never going to find a non-shedding puppy or dog without significant behavioural issues in a rescue. It was nearly impossible before the pandemic, and it's been impossible since.

Western Australia has a dog breed bottleneck, because before frozen sperm existed, most people had to pay around $10,000 to get a new dog of any kind because of the flight fees. On top of that, we have the strictest quarantine in the world. Any dogs to introduce new genetic lineages into a breed from overseas had to spend three months in a concrete cell, with no comforts and only allowed short visits per day. As a result, many of these dogs developed behavioural issues.

But this has meant that some purebreeds don't exist at all in Western Australia, or are just extremely uncommon. There's no medium poodles in Western Australia. There's only two active miniature poodle breeders. Borzoi aren't here. The list of like... fairly common dogs that don't exist here, or only exist in small numbers, is huge. And this means what filters into the rescues tends to be the most popular breeds - staffies, kelpies, malamutes, huskies, german shepherds, labradors and their mixes - all dogs we can't have as pets :(

So, we looked into purebreeds for a long time, and fell in love with some standard poodle puppies we met several months ago, but they were just too big for our cottage, and for our 12 year old 'I have so many behavioural issues Pia learned clicker training just to manage me' rescue cat.

We actually consulted with a trainer who specialises in PTSD dogs quite a few months ago before making this decision and deciding on Tobermory, and she was the one who suggested we go this path.

Rescues are great, I'm a huge rescue animal proponent, I've worked in both wild animal rehabilitation, animal fostering, and in animal rescue at various times in my life. For most people who aren't dealing with allergies (and keeping in mind that a low-shedding dog isn't hypoallergenic! Glen and I are still having allergic reactions, they're just not hives or asthma attacks, and we can manage congestion/breathing issues etc. with antihistamines + rescue inhalers), or who don't already have problem pets to worry about, it's absolutely one of the first avenues people should try!

But puppies from reputable and trustworthy breeders (whether mixes or purebreed) are often bred for qualities that can be more reliable in people who are trying to meet certain needs. And I advocate people go in that direction too if that's the only way they can have or live with a dog. Especially if they can meet with the breeder, meet the parents, meet the puppies multiple times, see (and check) health testing results, and those dogs are being registered, if not through a Purebreed Register (which honestly guarantees nothing except conformation, and often puts health and sometimes even temperament by the wayside), then through a reputable Register that has a code of ethics where you can report a breeder for poor practices and trust that they will be held accountable.

A small fluffy cutesy dog is actually not my favoured kind of dog in terms of how he looks. If I were picking a dog for cosmetic reasons, it'd be such a different dog!! :D I prefer borzoi, or leonbergers (two dogs that don't exist here), or landseer newfoundlands (doesn't exist here), or large munsterlanders (doesn't exist here) etc.

But in terms of temperament and what we need him for? He's perfect. Plus I can still breathe through my nose today and I'm not covered in hives, which is a win!

Anyway, I realise I could've answered this with a short 'no he's not a rescue' lol, but I feel like a lot of folks don't understand what it's like in Western Australia, one of the most isolated major cities in the whole world geographically, and what that means for genetic bottlenecks, issues with finding certain kinds of dogs in rescue, and how the chances of finding a rescue that works can drastically plummet if you're already dealing with pets that have stress, anxiety, and behavioural issues at home.

Maybe was this kind of rescue. She would have been euthanased before we got her. In fact she was literally 20 minutes away from being put to sleep, before we got her. She went on to develop multiple behavioural issues being a multigen feral with Bengal background, which is a pretty bad combo in Western Australian bushland (multigen feral cats are something else here, and have been mistaken for mountain lines in the bush). She's needed intensive and time-consuming management since we got her, and it means every other animal around her needs to be as easy to manage as humanly possible.

But yeah it's put me in an interesting quandary for about 7 years? Longer? At any rate, TL;DR not a rescue! :D

#asks and answers #personal #i could also talk a ton about my severe PTSD #and severe social anxiety #and my agoraphobia #and specifically looking for a trainable companion dog that's non-shedding #but like i think i've covered enough dsklfjadsfdska #anyway highly recommend folks consult with a trainer *before* getting a puppy #to talk about their needs

[familiar-anonymous]

10 Hob x Dream AU Fanfic Prompts :

(Cause they are my current drug)

★ Morpheus visits human realm in a different physical appearance for reasons and coincidentally meets Hob. But he doesn’t reveal himself to the immortal man (cause it would require a lot of explanation like him being the anthropomorphic personification of Dream and such). He then hears Hob telling someone about the person he loves who is silent, mysterious and arrogant like a cat. But is also angelic, graceful and softhearted. Dream is strangely jealous and slightly hurt cause Hob didn’t speak about this person (who is clearly very important to him) at all on their last meeting. It takes Dream a ridiculously long time to realise that Hob is talking about him.

★Hob is a teacher who loves his job and his students. When he sees a renowned billionaire is looking to hire a tutor for his son, he goes to the interview. The son has had behavioural problems in school and was threatened with expulsion, so the single father, Morpheus decided to hire a qualified professional to assist in his son's issues. The more time Hob spends with the small family, the more he realizes that the son's behavioural problems stem from his poor relationship with his father. Dream being the stubborn brood he is, initially disagrees with Hob's reasoning, but eventually yields. The longer Hob spend in the role of caregiver to both father and son, the more he starts to feel like this is where he belongs.

★ Dream is a traditionalist Alpha who believes omegas can't play the same role as the Alphas in the society. His alpha sister Death suggests that he should meet more Omegas in real life and befriend them before forming such an opinion. And guess who she thinks is the perfect non-stereotype omega to be able to change Dream's mind? Yes, Hob Gadling of course. (Can be applicable for noble or royal! Dream and commoner!Hob as well)

★The mandatory nerd!Dream × jock!Hob dorm roommate AU. They are total opposite of each other. Dream is always mad at the world and Hob's an eternal optimist. One loves Shakespeare and the other hates it. While one is a cat person then the other is a dog person. Dream's an introvert and Hob is an extrovert, party-animal. Unsurprisingly these two polar-opposite men doesn’t manage to get along at first. But with time a lot of things change, and so do their opinions and feelings for each other.

★ Wrong number texting AU: Morpheus is a CEO (or writer as par the major part of fandom's first choice for his profession). He is not very comfortable with technology. One day while trying to text his assistant Matthew, he accidentally sends the text to a wrong number. That wrong number belongs to Hob obviously. (I will probably elaborate this one in another post. Cause Texting AU is one of my most favourite tropes)

[Edit: I have started this story. You can find it here!]

★ (this one is kinda angsty? And there's too many 'what if's. But still my favourite. So just don't look too closely.) Death dies somehow and the new anthropomorphic personification of Death takes Hob's life without realising he was special. Dream gets furious and devastated. So in order to calm him and bring peace in dreaming and mortal realm again, he was promised Hob's reincarnation. So Hob gets reincarnated but without any memories of his past long life. Dream meets this Hob when he is an adult. Hob obviously doesn’t remember him, but they gradually becomes friend again. The problem is that this Hob doesn’t seek immortality, at least not out loud, not where Dream or Death can hear him. So they can't offer him immortality either. Dream watches Hob getting old (he changes his own appearance to seem as old as Hob too) and dying again. Just like Dream was promised Hob gets reincarnated again... and again, in every century. And Dream meets them and loves them in every incarnation. He collects memories with each Hob in terms of photos, short notes or gifts. Then one day one incarnation of Hob somehow stumbles in Dream's palace in dreaming realm. He finds dream's collection of his previous lifes memories,, and secrets get revealed.

★ Student! Dream x Teacher! Hob AU: Dream is that student who gets the highest marks in all subjects even though they don’t response in class at all. Even if he is asked a question, he just glares and then looks away. But only Hob's class is different. When Hob asks any silly question with his charming smile and cocky eyebrow, Dream can't help but blush and stutter out an answer.

★ It's not surprising that someone like Hob Gadling has many admirers among his students, colleagues or acquaintances from the New Inn. Some nights these admirers dream about him. Sometimes their dreams become a bit intimate. As the King of dreams and nightmares, Morpheus is always aware of these kind of dreams. And before he knows what he is doing, he appears in those people’s dream just to say, "This dream is over".

★ What if Lyta Hall died during or after the child birth? Maybe because of some conceiving-in-dream complicity or from the grief of losing her love of life for the second time? Dream has already claimed that one day her son will belong to him. So in case of Lyta's death, no matter what the cause, he would obviously take responsibility of the child.But Morphius is hardly capable of raising a human child on his own. And who would he take help from? While Lucienne or Death are surely Queens, they are still not human and have their own duties. I know Rose was Lyta's friend and will probably want to help raising her son. But she is young and already struggling with all the brand-new responsibilities (being Jed's guardian, Unity's successor, job-hunting etc). So Dream's sole option is to seek help of the only human being he calls friend, aka Hob Gadling. He already has experience of raising (at least?) a child after all. And after Dream explains everything (including his and the child's real identity) to him, there's no way Hob can refuse to help his desperate long-term friend. So he agrees to take care of the boy. At first they just sort of coparent, with Dream visiting Hob more often, every week if not everyday, to take care of the child. Eventually they get married and be the perfect Gay Dads for their son.

★ Morpheus got stuck in his Cat form.(And, no, I don’t care how it happens) He goes to meet Hob as a cat. But he obviously can't talk in public in his cat form. So it takes awhile for Hob to realise that the cat with sulky mood and teary eyes that's been following him around is his friend.

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I have posted the last three in three separate posts before. But added them here anyway to keep record. I will probably keep adding to this list (that no one asked for) as long as my DreamLing addiction lasts. I mean I already have countless other AU ideas, such as dating apps au, vampire (x werewolf) AU, common ex [ william ;) ] or fake dating au, pride and prejudice AU, fifty shades of grey AU and so on. I didn’t want to make this post even longer and more boring than it already is, so kept those ideas stored for another post, lol.

#the sandman #dreamling #hobmurphy #hob x dream #morpheus x hob #dream x hob #hob x morpheus #the centenary husbands #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfic ideas #dream of the endless #hob gadling #morpheus #otp #gay

[robinsnest2111]

maybe the years I spent trying to understand cat body language and behaviours to get a better relationship with the cat during my formative preteen/teen years have altered my brain in such a way that I am very catlike in my own behaviours and mannerisms.

I do the slow blink a lot when trying to be viewed as non-threatening. I also purr a lot. And sometimes do tiny meows and chirps (at least 5-10 times a day. Sometimes even around other people if I can't hold it back. Apparently convincingly enough that several people have turned their heads trying to spot the cat that just meowed when it was in fact me). Or just sharing space with people I like, observing them doing whatever it is they do (usually conversations with others) which I totally view as socialising/quality time. Which somehow always leads to me being asked again and again if I'm okay just because I'm quietly observing instead of actively participating in conversations.

accidentally cat-coded myself.

[thirteenemeraldcats]

I come bearing random fic asks! 1) tell us about your current wip(s)! 2) what's your writing process like? 3) I think you mentioned you have a background in psychology — how much does that influence your writing?

Hello my beautiful friend!!

Thank you so much for sending me these! I have been sitting on this for days because I wanted to banish 'thought that i was young' from my WIPs before answering lol

1.) Now that THAT'S published (and taken most of my WIP wordcount with it *sad violin noises*) there's 3 fics I'm actively poking at, the chunkiest is a Sam-and-Jamie-BFFS-agenda-6-conversations-they-might-have-had-and-one-they-definitely-didn't which I'm pretty sure I've posted a snip of SOMEWHERE before whoops. The working title was too long for me to cope with, to the extent that it managed to override my inability to make my mind up about anything, and is now called 'i said, maybe' - a line I've gleefully pinched from Wonderwall by Oasis! I like it for this fic because *gestures at working title* BUT ALSO Wonderwall is the song Sam sings at karaoke in 1x07 'Make Rebecca Great Again' and the Manchester connection tickles me greatly!

There's a non-angsty, short-ish (I'm honestly shocked) fic that fell out of my brain nearly fully formed a couple of weeks ago (because almost everyone I knew was either talking about or having birthdays) which ALSO has a title 'because he had no say in it (no say in it at all)', which is almost definitely going to be posted next (and hopefully a LOT sooner than the time-space between 'i learned to walk while he was away' and 'thought that i was young').

The only other thing I'm actively poking at right now is in the outline stage, it is also short-ish (please PLEASE stay that way) but is back to the angst-fest that is apparently all my brain wants to spit out. It's Jamie-centric. It involves a cat :)

2.) Honestly at this point my writing process is best described as:

(sound warning)

ANYWAY

(My actual answer about my writing process is that I love planning. Very much. Stretching the dough into spaghetti is where the problem lies 🫠)

3.) I do indeed have a background in Psychology! Like any undiagnosed-in-denial-17-year-old-DUMBASS, I studied Psych right out of high school due to a combined and truly harebrained motivation of 'what IS going on up there' and 'wow I love systematically studying, analysing and mimicking human behaviour [no underlying NOTHING going on up there no siree]' and wound up with a four year degree. NOW, my background is purely theoretical, I have never been registered as/worked as a Psychologist, so I'm not violating any ethical codes by using my knowledge for evil applying my Psych training to fictional stories/characters. Because the answer to 'how much does that influence your writing' is. SO MUCH. Not necessarily intentionally, there's only one fic in the extended-mountainous-WIP-pile that's explicit about Psych stuff (I'm giving Dani Seasonal Affective Disorder whoops), but psychology is one of those fields that once you're trained in it you can't really ever un-know it. Unfortunately for me, and everyone that I meet, there's forever a predisposing/precipitating/perpetuating/protective biopsychosocial model being drawn up in my head whenever someone exhibits any kind of behaviour my forebrain finds moderately interesting. (This doesn't happen with online friends DON'T WORRY [in truth it's only because I can't physically see you all- I AM SO SORRY- I am not in control of this]).

Honestly, I think a big part of it is just that my particular brand of pattern-recognition-AuDHD has been granted auto-inserted citations and gone mad with power.

Take Jamie, beloved stress ball that he is, he has so much psycho-analysis potential that I'm forever torn between wanting to write a dissertation on the various comorbidities that could be floating around in that guy's head, having a Watsonian v Doylist argument with myself about ~artistic intentions~, having to suspend disbelief for the sake of storytelling because I've been cursed with knowledge (gleefully and enthusiastically sought out and paid for knowledge) and just wanting to enjoy the story/character as they're presented/as I'm writing it.

Applying actual Psychology to fictional characters is like trying to tie a balloon to a moving rollercoaster, for the simple fact that they're not real; their actions and motivations and reactions are scripted and rehearsed and performed.

I'm doing it anyway :)

#I do think the nature of characters is fascinating #they're a culmination of several peoples' interpretations/representations of human behaviour #in a not dissimilar way that people are typically a reflection of the immediate people around them #characters are shaped by layers of humans reflecting on layers of human reflection #storytelling is cool #humans are cool (mostly) #homer's the odyssey is used by classicists to ascertain the established ideals of human behaviour from over 2000 years ago #I JUST THINK IT'S NEAT #you've unlocked a word ramble my dear friend i am SO SORRY #THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR SENDING ME THIS #(part of why i love teaching is having a room full of captives that have to listen to me) #(one of my kids last year accidentally unlocked a 20 minute long info dump about the challenger disaster) #(the class was on false memories so it was MOSTLY relevant) #writing tag #ask box is always open #the-sea-anemone #kvetchinglyneurotic

[nobodyya]

kitty? - l.hs

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lee heeseung & reader ; non-idol au ; fluff

summary ; heeseung comes home to a very welcoming surprise

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This shouldn't be a surprise for him, but today just feels, suspicious.

The day started with him being invited by his friends to an outing which is normal. They went out to play games, took pics at a photobooth, ate delicious food and other things. They even went shopping for new clothes. But theres just one thing he couldn't quite understand,

Why weren't you there?

You loved going out with him and such so why? He decided to ask his friends about it.

"Jake, why didnt y/n come with us? i thought they would be here?" he asked one of his close friends.

"Oh, y/n is just a bit busy at the dorm. Y/n says they got more work to finish" Jake replied.

Still, heeseung was suspicious of him.

The rest of the day went on smoothly, but heeseung just couldnt help the suspicion crawling back up to him.

And soon, his friends dropped him off back to his dorm that he shared with y/n and sunghoon.

knock, knock.

He pushes the door open as sunghoon trails behind him.

"Im ba-" his eyes widen in surprise. "-ck.."

"Welcome back heeseungie" you smile fondly, holding up what seems to be..

A KITTEN?

heeseung's mind is reeling now, multiple questions popping up in his mind all at once.

"wha- wh- why- how- how did-"

you could see the '????' expression on his face and you chuckle.

"You wanted a pet cat so i might as well-" you shrug. He looked at you and the black kitty in your arms in amusement and awe.

"give me." he made grabby hands at you and you rested the kitty in his arms. He gasped adorably, his eyes filled with fondness and love as he pets the kitty.

"give him a name" you suggested.

heeseung thought hardly. "uhhhhhhh"

"NIGHTMARE!" he exclaimed excitedly.

you laughed softly at his silly behaviour. "You sure?"

"What? whats wrong with it?" he frowned and the kitty meowed loudly.

"I think he likes it" you smile fondly, almost tearing up at the scene infront of you.

heeseung held the kitty up high. "nightmare is mine from now on" he smiled, and kitty meowed softly.

sunghoon just watched. Standing awkwardly.

"you better be careful, my dogs always around you know?" sunghoon teased.

heeseung glared at him "shut up."

you laughed softly. Heeseung just kept hugging the kitty.

You all had a great time.

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#enhypen #fluff #lee heeseung #heeseung #non idol au #kitty #heeseung being whipped for the kitty #fyp #asmoing

[pianocat939]

Hello! Can I plz request the rottmnt brothers (separately) react to their s/o being a hybrid? For Leo the reader is a Kitsune, for Raph the reader is a wolf, for Donnie the reader is a bunny, and for Mikey the reader is a neko. It's ok if no tho! :)

(Ps: The reader can fight but is also extremely innocent and doesn't understand dirty jokes, ty!)

I gotta be honest with you mate. I hate the "I can fight but I'm really innocent" personality. It reminds me of the days I read the cringiest Wattpad fanfics (Wattpad was a dark era for me. I wish to never witness it again). It's true that people like them do exist but it's doubtful considering fighting has a lot of well...blood and trauma. And besides, I don't even have dirty jokes on here.

Since the request did say significant other this is purely romantic.

Tw: mention of insomnia, I don’t think there’s anymore since this is a non-crazy turtles one

Turtles with MC Being a Hybrid

✦Reasonable Amount of Chicken Bone✦

Wolf hybrid:

Likes the fact you have sharp teeth like him. Sure, he loves his snaggle tooth but because of his carnivorous turtle species, it makes him slightly self-conscious when compared to his brothers.

Speaking of carnivorous, since you are both biologically similar in that term, he loves taking you out to meat restaurants.

Plays with your tail, and the floof is very nice.

Wolves are really loud. Especially when they howl. And I don't think Raphie is the type of person who tolerates sudden loud noises that well. This means he struggles a bit when you get excited and express your animal instincts.

When you guys snuggle he likes giving ear and cheek scratches (apparently wolves, just like dogs, enjoy cheek scratches).

✦Licks of Growth Spurt✦

Fox hybrid:

Idk if anybody else has heard this but foxes have a snicker-like laugh. He absolutely loves hearing it, because not only is it funny, but it’s something he genuinely loves.

Is a brat and pulls on either your tails or ears.

Makes fox jokes a lot. Doesn’t matter when, just any time he wants to annoy you a little.

Would buy you dead mice and give it to you. Literally no malicious intent, he truly believes mice is a staple food in your diet.

Whenever he has insomnia he likes to brush his fingers through any part of your fur (places that do I mean).

I like think he’s the one with the biggest cold-blooded issues so when you’re around, and it’s winter, he’s clinging onto you.

✦Down the Anteater’s Back✦

Rabbit Hybrid:

(If this was Leo I could’ve made all the Leosagi jokes help)

So rabbits tend to thump their foot when in distress of any sort. Donnie likes this nonverbal behaviour as it’s similar to his own leg stims (Yes he does it when he’s happy but the action is still similar).

Finds it hard to relate to your hate of water (rabbits don’t like it as it weighs down on their coat). As he is the most aquatic of his bros. So don’t mind the fact if he’s slightly put off by the fact you don’t like to be in water.

Is amazed at your jumping ability. He imagines how fun it would be to hop around on natural ability rather than tech. He still loves his drone-jet pack tho.

Rabbits are herbivores. Which means you probably have a more plant based pizza. He is 100% disgusted. Why would you do such things to this magnificent dish???

✦Marigold Sniffing Year✦

Cat hybrid:

He loves snuggling with you, especially on cold days where he can’t maintain his body heat as good as usual. Plus he gets extra cuddles so it’s a win-win.

You’re part cat. Cats like knocking things over. You are not allowed in the kitchen when he’s cooking unless if you agree to help him out: without letting the food fall to the ground ofc.

Would definitely the type of person who likes brushing your tail. Makes it extra floofy which is exquisite for petting.

You don’t like water, he doesn’t like water, all is well. Although your dislike is much different from his. Fur and water doesn’t mix well, but for him, he just wouldn’t survive in waters more than 2/3 up his body.

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Sorry I didn’t post anything yesterday I accidentally fell asleep while I was writing.

I woke up really confused on what happened last night haha

- Celina

#rottmnt #tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt2018 #rottmnt x reader #Tmnt x reader #Mikey #Leo #Donnie #Raph

[arethereanyoriginalusernames]

Meet My Characters: The Halloween Gremlins

Meet some new characters of mine, the dual spirits of Halloween in my story.

Liadain (Li-Li) Arwan and Rhiannon (Rhia) Fiachra. Otherwise known as the Conjurer and the Raven.

The top shows their designs in the current timeline of the story, but the lower two shows them in their teenage years.

Li-Li is a non-binary demon/fairy/elf hybrid

Rhia is a gender fluid angel/vampire hybrid

And Plebbles the “Cat” is… something. We don’t know what.

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In the current timeline:

About two years ago, two beings came into existence. Both caused chaos and confusion as soon as their existences started.

In Heaven, angels had no idea what to make of Rhia, as there had been no instances of hybrid angels before. Some angels took Rhia’s existence as an omen for the end of the world. For their own protection, they were sent to live on Earth.

In Hell, none of heads of the various demon legions knew what to do with Li-Li. Tired of listening to the adults fighting, Li-Li ran away to Earth with their pet “cat” Plebbles, where they met Rhia.

The two bonded almost immediately. It felt as if they were meant to find their place in the world together. Working together, the two made an enchanted house to live in- a large pumpkin shaped cottage capable of growing legs and running around.

Within a year, both the outcast kids, along with Heaven and Hell, realized their purpose. Both Rhia and Li-Li were meant to act as the spirit of Halloween.

Li-Li enforces the trick-or-treat, wild scary festivities side of the holiday.

Rhia manages the side of Halloween where the lost souls of the dead are guided, talked to, and summoned.

… Of course, this meant that come Halloween, these two kids were given the freedom to do whatever they wished. And, being the absolute gremlins they are, they of course choose to prank as many people as possible for as long as they can.

But of course, you might be wondering, hey! Are these two kids just living unsupervised with no adult guidance or supervision or anything? Yes. Yes they are. And unsurprisingly, this results in the two not just causing mischief on Halloween, but throughout the year. Hell tried on several occasions to assign a guardian to these two, only for said guardian to give up due to not being able to handle their behaviour.

Finally, someone decided to do something. Pepper Kringle, the angel of merriment and spirit of Christmas, convinced her siblings to look after the two.

Shelegiel the Winter Angel and Leliel the Night Angel. Otherwise known as Jack Frost and the Man in the Moon. These two elder angels had a considerable amount of time on their hands. Plus they were sorely lacking in social interaction. Jack had been grounded in heaven for a century and a half after she nearly wiped out half the world with a snowstorm. Moon, meanwhile, had grown accustomed to spending hours in his room alone painting shirtless men (it’s art, ok?)

So obviously, perfect candidates for raising these two gremlins.

At the very least, they’re able to keep up with Li-Li and Rhia, but only time will tell how these kids will turn out.

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Future Timeline:

As teens, both Rhia and Li-Li’s powers have developed, and the two have started to drift apart. The two had come to realize that they had grown dependent on each other, and are now focusing on being capable of looking after themselves.

Li-Li is a frequent nuisance to many a forest dweller. They enjoy starting bonfires, conducting crazy rituals, and casting wild spells. They still love to play pranks, and despite agreeing to separate from Rhia, they’re very much not ready to be on their own.

Rhia meanwhile has matured and has grown into their role. Living in a graveyard, they venture out at night to different resting spots, carrying messages between spirits and engaging in conversation with them. They even guide any lost souls they come across. Living on their own, Rhia is starting to venture into doing things they’ve been wanting to do for years, and look forward to becoming more assured in their individuality.

However, both soon find themselves being dragged back into the world they had been outcasted from. And what else should happen but absolute chaos.

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So that’s the overall idea for these characters. Now let’s get into who these two are

Li-Li:

Li-Li is the more mischievous of the two. They enjoy scaring people, and they don’t always realize when they’re taking their pranks too far. This gets them into trouble a lot, especially since Li-Li really isn’t good at apologizing. They’re not ill-intentioned, but they tend to take their interest and goals further than they should.

They’re cheery, giggly, and somewhat hyperactive. They love making potions and trying out spells. Currently, they’re obsessed with finding ways to look into the future. They’re extremely passionate and love to share their ideas. They also like to sing little songs to themselves. Li-Li is somewhat dependent on Rhia, and their greatest fear is being separated from them.

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As a teenager, Li-Li is very much the same, except now they’re trying to be a comic supervillain or something. They act edgier and arguably more irresponsible, and still don’t realize when they’re going too far. But they’re working on that last part. They’re very theatrical when speaking, gesture with their hands a lot, and will absolutely not stand, walk or sit properly. They also might have an addiction to laffy taffy.

Li-Li claims to be alright living alone, but in reality, they find any excuse to visit Rhia. They struggle to make new friends, and are secretly scared of losing Rhia. They’re still somewhat obsessed with knowing everything going on in Rhia’s life.

They have one other kind of relationship with someone at least! Li-Li is a “frustrating neighbour” to the sentient plant, Prickly, who tries to prevent them from accidentally burning down the forest. Li-Li doesn’t realize how annoyed she is with them, and kinda thinks that they’re friends.

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Rhia:

Rhia is the more polite and mature one, and typically takes responsibility when they and Li-Li are in trouble. They’re much more passive and reserved. They tend to go along with whatever Li-Li decides. Of course, they love pranks just as much as Li-Li, but Rhia is better at hiding their mischievous streak. Rhia will also defend Li-Li to the end, and cares for them deeply. They tend to think that they’re responsible for both their and Li-Li’s wellbeing.

Rhia often comes off as stoic, and people often mistaking think that they’re annoyed when they’re not. They also tend to steal tubes of animal blood that Li-Li was planning to use in potions to drink. Rhia secretly wishes to make more friends, and has a crush on Jophiel, the angel of Love.

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As a teenager, Rhia has become more independent and assertive. They’re able to balance having a mature side when talking with the dead, and embracing their geekier side in their downtime. When speaking to spirits, Rhia is polite, respectful, and reassuring. It doesn’t matter what the topic of conversation is, they will stay for as long as the spirit wishes.

In their free time, Rhia is an essayist. They make long and extensive essays on the themes and hidden messages in their favourite shows and movies. Rhia is also a lover of all things campy, their favourite movie is Hocus Pocus, and when switching between female and male, they insist on doing a full quick change. They’re socially awkward, but they become comfortable around others quickly. They also love pumpkin spice.

They also at some point acquired a collection of masks that give them different abilities.

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And that’s it for the Halloween gremlins both current and future!

But before you go, I’m going to try something. Since I’ve been practicing my character writing via rp, let me give you all some example interactions between the two.

I hope you enjoy, let me know your thoughts

And I apologize for wasting your time

- Spooky

[melrosing]

I’ve seen your Joanna headcannons. What about lyarra stark? Part of me thinks she could be really wild but the other part thinks she could be a patriarchy enforcer like Rickard was. Then again my mom was a ceiling glass breaker but started to deter my sisters and I from that sort of behaviour as we became teens which oh course didn’t work we were tough nuts and party girls.

She's another tricky one... I'd love to know more about Lyarra but for whatever reason we know less about her than almost any other notable dead lady. Which is pretty fucking odd, given this is House Stark we're talking about - we know about ten times as much about Joanna and Rhaella (and they're a pretty low bar) - Lannister and Targaryen are the other two of the big three houses in the story, so you'd think we'd know about as much about the Stark matriarch as we do Joanna and Rhaella. but no lol. There are at least some sketchy details to work with with the UPOD (and she doesn't even have a name!!), and we even have more for Cassana Baratheon née Estermont and Minisa Tully née Whent - granted, no more than the fact that Cassana died in a shipwreck, and Minisa is vaguely remembered in Cat's chapters, but at least they're in the books. Lyarra is never even mentioned on the page - her name comes from an appendix, there's nothing else to go on. And this is really annoying to me lol

So I guess anything I imagine about Lyarra has no real basis besides my own tastes, but I do picture her as another parent who had favourites, and that hers were Brandon and Lyanna. I imagine her as having a bit of the wolf's blood in her as well, and she was proud to have children who shared it. We don't know how she died so I just hc her passing away of an illness (surprisingly few dead people in ASOIAF have just 'sickness' as cause of death lol it's like GRRM you don't have to say 'in childbirth' every damn time) in Ned's early-to-mid teenage years.

But yeah I don't imagine her as a perfect benevolent matriarch... this is definitely headcanon territory, but I picture Ned as having been a little bit of an odd one out in his family, where he ends up kind of pushed to the back behind all the big personalities, and with Brandon soaking up all the limelight and their parents' attentions. It's interesting to me that Rickard (and Lyarra?) worked hard on good matches for Brandon and Lyanna but seemingly never made one for Ned, so he was very much a second son.

And yeah the feeling I get about Lyanna is that she was a version of Arya who grew up with more validation and less judgement for the ways she didn't conform (hence why Ned is largely accepting of Arya's non-conformity as well) - so Lyarra was maybe an outdoorsy type as well who wanted to share her hobbies with her daughter.

Ultimately I don't imagine the prev gen Starks chafing much amongst themselves, and that Lyarra, whilst having favourites, wasn't ever unpleasant to Ned - but her preferences were obvious enough that it led to some private hurt on his part, and resentment towards Brandon, that then turns to guilt after Brandon's death (more thoughts on the Ned/Brandon r/ship here). However, I also hc Ned and Lyanna as very close in their youth, so being Lyarra's least favourite son is a little made up for in being Lyanna's fave brother uwu

#ask #lyarra stark #ned stark #lyanna stark #sorry this is mostly about ned #he's the easiest angle to approach lyarra from given he's the only POV we have who would have met her

[mundrakan]

I often wondered why child-fics are so bad. But then, when I had my own children, it clicked. Children are very rarely written by people who actually have them, because with all the cuteness they are exhausting little devils.

Therefore here is some writing advice to non-kid-owners to make them write more realistic kids instead of little angels. And yes: my kids do all of that at some point, and yes, it's bloody annoying ;) (and yes, I still love them)

This only applies to small children (up to... 7 or so, but feel free to update with older kids behaviour)

Awful timing - you just need another minute of sleep? Or some naughty time with your partner? Or you just have this one thing to do to perfect your art? Guess who is standing in the door and NOT leaving?

Persistence - I mean the not leaving part. I do. You can literally carry a child of the room and tell them to stay out. Guess who is back in two minutes?

Impatience - Everything you are supposed to do for them has to happen IMMEDIATELY. They have literally no waiting span and come to think of it: no attention span.

Egotism: Don't get me wrong. Kids ARE compassionate. But only as long as it doesn't infringe their own happiness. The moment it does they go batshit.

Emotional blackmail - I am not sure, but in my experience EVERY child can cry on command. EVERY child

Tantrums - Yes, they will throw tantrums. They will scream, they will jump around like little devils, they will fault you for everything including the sinking of the Titanic, and they will kick, bite, slap you, if you get to close. There are two things to make it worse: one, it can happen within a heartbeat with literally no warning, the other: they have no in between phase. Not only can they go into full tantrum mode at the drop of the hat, they can go back to normal in the same time span, and then expect you to be "nice" with them again.

Rational thinking exists only for special occasions - you can argue with kids, they will understand. But when it comes to the specific situation more often than not it gets down to: I understood your opinion and it's likely valid, but I like mine better.

Disturbance - if you are at home, the kids will assume you are available. If they assume you are available, you will be literally unable to sit two minutes in peace and quiet. This is of course situational, but more often than not it is true .

Eating - You might have heard it, but even totally normal kids have this phase where they will eat NOTHING but pasta and maybe mashed potatoes without protest. Oh... and sweets. Everything else prompts lengthy discussions about why they should eat that. (that's not true for every kid, but for many)

Refusing tasks - they don't want to do it? Prepare for hour-long discussions or severe conflict. Bonus points if you are in a hurry.

Everything only after it's too late - not all kids do that, but most don't have any understanding of timelines. If you give them a deadline, they will literally start at the very last moment and inevitably fail, then wail and scream, when consequences are on the table. Ironically the same is true for punishment. They will only realize they effed up, once the punishment IS in place - and then of course it's all your fault, even when said punishment literally is just due to the circumstances as in: now we can't go to eat ice-cream, because it took you so long to dress that the parlour is closed.

Cuddling - don't get me wrong, I love cuddling the kids. But the thing is: they do not just want that when you want them to (more often than not that's the time when they don't). They want to cuddle when you have no time, when you are angry at them or dead tired. When you have to do literally anything other than that - and you cannot just tell them no either, because they need to feel loved.

Rules - all kids reach the point somewhere, when they treat rules like cats do. They constantly have to test them and see what they can get away with. Like... I wasn't allowed to eat chocolate before breakfast yesterday... but.. how about today? Only consequent keeping those rules will save you. Maybe

Energy - it's not per se a bad thing, but still true. You have gone out with them, ran around for hours and hours. You are exhausted. You get home, looking forward to put your feet up, and the kids... they just drink something and are like: can we go again?

This list is of course far from exhaustive, so feel free to add, but I hope it helps with some writing on kids.

#writing tips #about kids

[osterby]

Sometimes you open an article and get smacked with something counterfactual but not all that relevant, but it still tells you the rest of the thing is going to be unreliable glurge.

This thing on cat behaviour and health hit me with "The body of the male cat penis contains a bone called the os penis, which is absent in most other mammals." You don't actually have to know anything about baculae in non-feline mammals to have your facts straight on cat biology, but that little second clause tells me that the author doesn't care about accuracy overall.

The os penis, or baculum, is present in nearly all mammals. Humans are one of the very few mammals which lack such a bone entirely, and a cat's baculum is remarkable for being tiny and more or less vestigial. But the vast majority of non-human mammals, from bats to cats to dogs to hedgehogs to walruses to gorillas, have one.

[cerebralabyss]

USELESS INFO I FEEL LIKE PUBLISHING!! and also just archiving on my blog 4 my own sake :D

here is the stories/reasons 4 all my alters’ names cuz they’re all weirdly significant in some way or another OR went thru a very long process 2 become the name it is today

putting it under cut cuz it’ll probably be longish

reffy & ramen - they both went thru different processes, but come from the same origin. VERY LONG STORY I AM NOT SHORTENING IT!!

we were finding a new collective name cuz our old one did NOT suit us at all!! and at the time, our understanding of our system was very different. we had a lot of trouble separating reffy/ramen cuz not having one host scared us, so ramen was a sort of “sub-alter” to reffy for a good while until we were comfy with the distinction.

we settled on the name remiel/ramiel, but couldn’t decide the spelling. we ended up using remiel collectively, but that name was also specific to reffy because again at the time afraid of deviating from host. so ramen ended up with the scrapped spelling!!

reffy - when we realized we in fact were not just one host, having reffy’s name as our collective name was rly confusing!! we ended up shortening it to “remy” for a rly long time. then, we ended up fusing the names “remy” and “maffy/maffal” (maffy is a sub-alter to reffy that we had treated as distinct for a while b4 realizing it wasn’t healthy for not fun reasons!!) so it became reffy!! and yes, reffy is short for reffal!! no one calls him that tho cuz it’s weird (other than dire cuz he’s strange but he only does that in private) (and sometimes jax scolds him using his full name cuz it’s funny)

fun fact: reffy decided 2 use the name reffy instead of remy in the vegetable section of a grocery store. very useful information ik (sarcasm)

ramen - this name didn’t end up getting changed till like a little over a year ago now!! they stuck with “ramiel” for a good while, purely because we have a dog tag with the name ramiel engraved on it and they didn’t want to change their name cuz then the dog tag would be WRONG!! but eventually they were like NO im CHANGING IT. the nickname “ram” rly stuck (since no one called them ramiel anyway cuz it was confusing with it being so close to the collective name) so took the ram and turned it into ramen like the instant noodles cuz enby behaviour (lh)

they actually considered the name “azriel” for a bit n couldn’t decide between that n ramen. ramen is much more fitting i could not IMAGINE IT BEING ANYTHING ELSE

(i’m writing this and im writing in third person to avoid confusion and it FEELS WEIRD!!!)

jax - ok i’m leaving out the context of my 2020 system yrs cuz it’s not rly relevant and complicated BUT!! this name came from back then. it came out of NOWHERE LIKE LITERALLY IT JUST POPPED INTO OUR HEAD LIKE “yea this guy… he’s jax” and i don’t know WHERE IT CAME FROM cuz we probably only ever heard that name less than 10 times our whole life. it’s RLY WEIRD but it kind of makes it feel oddly special cuz it just happened without us consciously thinking. like that’s just how the name was Meant 2 BE

his name has not changed a SMIDGE since then. he did end up deciding it’s short form 4 something else somewhere along the line, but only one non insys person& knows what it is cuz he’s weird abt it. it’s been years n he’s still keeping it a secret .. and no it’s not jackson !!! that’s ur one hint :3c

nuni - this one is kinda silly!! when we were like 8-12 our online alias name was our cat’s name and since nuni was the primary host at that time the name rly stuck with her. when she came out of dormancy a few yrs ago, we wanted to change it since it could get confusing differentiating our CAT from our HEADMATE so we went with a random nickname we called our cat!! idk where it came from exactly tbh,, but our parents still call our cat that sometimes like once in a blue moon and each time they do it feels SO WEIRD!!

dire - ima be real i know there was a reason behind this name but i can’t remember it 4 the life of me. none of us can it’s rly weird. just pretend this is an awesome cool backstory ok thx

BUT!!! there’s a neat story behind one of his many old names!!! he first developed/split as an oc introject, we called him “corgo” cuz he more closely resembled the comfort au version of said oc (which in hindsight was not a comfort au it was just the personification of the introject) and combined the word “comfort” with “margo” (the oc’s name)

driell - him n his sibling (who isn’t in our sys) both have names that r their parents’ names combined together n letters smushed around a lil bit!! his sisters name (alexis) is a combination of the specific alter names, and driell’s is a combination of collective names!!!

THIS WAS ACTUWLLY A LOT LONGER THAN I ANTICIPATED i expected it 2 be long but i underestimate how much i love infodumping about my system WAYGYH. if u read this all the way thru it means the world 2 me u have no idea

i wanr to infodump abt system stuff more cuz it makes me happy :33 just worry abt clogging up my blog a bit :P

that’s it that’s all!!! good day 2 u

- 🖤

(🥀🎀🧸 co-con)

#plurality #crbrl sys.diary #crbrl ramen