#baby is actually a jaguar not a leopard

[artist-issues]

Did you guys know that even all of Zootopia’s SIDE characters hit the theme right on target? All of them circumvent their species’ stereotypes, for good or for bad.  First one we’re introduced to is Gideon. He’s a fox, and he’s a bully, but Judy nails him right off the bat. He’s small-minded—actually, he’s just not very bright. He’s a bully, so immediately we know he solves problems with his physicality. But that’s the thing. Foxes are supposed to be sly and cunning and sneaky. There’s nothing sneaky or sly about Gideon.

He just shows up and mispronounces words and pushes bunnies around. In fact,  Judy is the sly one in their interaction; even while he’s pushing her down, she’s slipping the tickets out of his pocket to give back to her sheep friend.  Okay so fine, Gideon’s obvious. But what about the next side characters we meet?

Clawhauser! Everybody loves Clawhauser. This one is obvious too. He’s a cheetah—he’s not a leopard, he’s not a jaguar. He’s a cheetah. But what do we learn about him as soon as he actually has to do something for his job? 

HE’S NOT FAST. Cheetah’s are “supposed to be” fast, if they’re anything. But as many character traits as Clawhauser has (loves pop stars, loves donuts, loves his job, willing to help, all-around nice guy) the one that he SHOULD have, as both a police officer who’s job description could be “CATCH” bad guys, AND a cheetah, is speediness! But he’s not a runner. And he’s not even very quick on the uptake, either. When Judy is trying to solve a murder and has the evidence laid out right in front of him, and is LITERALLY connecting the dots out loud, he has no clue what she’s talking about. He’s not quick-thinking. 

Okay let’s do the next one. Chief Bogo! This one is, I think, obvious too, but for funsies, let’s talk about it.  Chief Bogo’s whole character design, as a water buffalo, is supposed to be big, square, tough. He’s scarred up and masculine and authoritative and brusque. He even says several times that he doesn’t care about people’s feelings. But he is not big, heavy, and unyielding like a Cape buffalo should be. They’re literally described as “dark, brooding, tough,” animals. But Chief Bogo gets behind closed doors and he’s like: 

“Ooo, an app where I can dance to mainstream pop music!” And on a more serious note, when Judy totally proves him WRONG and could be seen as having HUMILIATED HIM, he instead proudly walks her up to the Mayor’s office for a promotion. And he even consoles her and calls her a good cop when she’s at her lowest point.

Even the other fox in the movie, Finnick. His whole thing is that he looks small and cute; clever foxes like Nick take advantage of that expectation. Other animals clearly don’t realize that his species, which is totally different from Nick’s, is why he’s so little—they just assume he’s a baby red fox (to their disadvantage.) But even if they did, you see a Fennec Fox and you either go, “aw, cute,” or “foxy tricks!” Finnick has neither. The movie makes it seem like the scheming part of their lives is all Nick’s idea and Finnick is just there playing along to collect the money. He’s also not cute when the disguise comes off—he’s ferocious! A bust-heads first, ask questions later fox with no slyness. 

Let’s move on to some even-lesser-known characters—I’ll try to go faster—

MAYOR LIONHEART! He’s supposed to be an animal associated with great leadership, pride, and honor, and the word “heart” is even in his name. But he has no real heart—he exploits everybody, Bellwhether and Judy included, for his own gain. He’s so self-protective and selfish, two non-leaderly traits, that he even exploits the poor sick feral Zootopians that they recover. 

he doesn’t even seem to care about his actual mayoral duties, which is, you know, the hands-on LEADERSHIP part of being a leader that you’d think the King of the Jungle would be great at.  And what about Madge the Honey Badger? Many people don’t like that her role was made smaller after Pre-production and she became a barely-seen doctor character rather than one of Nick’s closest friends, but LOOK WHAT A GREAT JOB THEY DID. She’s a HONEY BADGER. Honey Badger don’t care. They’re just supposed to be these tough-as-nails, vicious littler buggers who not only have thick skin, but attack predators much larger than themselves—LIKE LIONS. 

But the only time we see this Honey Badger, she definitely cares. She cares enough to sort-of suggest that they get outside help for the sick animals Lionheart is hiding, but when he yells at her? Does this Honey Badger use her thick skin to stand up to him and make a stand for justice? No! She cowers and backs down. And she must have been doing it for weeks, too, because the Missing Mammals have clearly been there for a while.  What about Mr. Big? Clearly it’s all in the name; he’s implied to be a huge threat, very dangerous, but he’s little, sure. Not only that though—he’s implied to be ruthless, a killer, even Nick is scared of him. But instead, he winds up being warm and fatherly toward his own daughter and Judy. He gives wisdom, and helps justice more than once. Also, by the way, a Shrew’s brain is supposed to get even smaller in the winter to conserve energy. There are articles online called “how winter makes shrews stupid,” when I looked it up. But is Mr. Big stupid? Absolutely not. 

What are others known for? Being cute and playful. How many times do you see Mrs. Otterton OR FERAL MR. OTTERTON being cute or playful in the film? This has less to do with their personalities, but the point is, we’re seeing an animal known for it’s cheerful and fun demeanor only in sad or scary situations in this masterpiece of a movie. Not to mention the fact that Emmett Otterton, a “sweet little otter” is basically never sweet until the very end of the movie. 

Yax the Yak is supposed to be big, slow, dumb—he even has hair covering his face, as if he’s not all that observant. But who remembers every little detail about his interactions with Emmett Otterton? Even when Nangi, an elephant who is supposed to remember according to stereotypes, remembers nothing, ever?

YAX DOES. And not only does he remember, but he remembers about interesting things, like being able to tell by the sound of a car which cylinder is firing incorrectly. He’s smart.  We also have Mr. Manchas, the panther, who is shown to be less an apex predator (which is what panthers are) and more a traumatized, suspicious, mild-mannered driver. Oh, and he and all the big, stronger animals work for the tiny little shrew, remember that too. 

Sheep are also supposed to be followers, and stupid. They’re supposed to go toddling after one another, and sometimes just straight up walk over the side of cliffs to their deaths out of idiocy. But the only sheep we see in this film, BESIDES Bellwhether, are not only rebels trying to undermine Zootopia’s whole system, but smart. 

Doug, Jesse, and Woolter are all lab geniuses cooking up government-toppling terrorism serums. 

Gazelle, also, by the way, is a gazelle. They don’t stand up to anyone or anything in the wild; they run away from problems and conflict with other species. Yet here she is, not only being a graceful dancer, but spearheading peace rally’s and speaking out against conflict. 

And of course, Flash. He’s slow physically when he’s at the DMV, but it’s implied that he’s no dummy—for all we know, he was helping Nick stall. Because at the end we learn he’s sort of a criminal, too—because he loves to do what ladies and gentlemen? SPEED. 

So. What I’m saying is, there’s a REASON Zootopia’s so good—it just keeps smashing the theme out of the park with every single character that comes onscreen. They don’t stop at Nick being helpful at heart instead of selfish, or Judy being a clever detective instead of dumb. This movie’s a masterpiece right down to the most basic characters.

#Zootopia #nick Wilde #Judy hopps #judy #nick #nic and judy #hopps #wilde #disney #nick and judy #judy and nick #nicholas p. Wilde #chief bogo #officer hopps #bellwhether #mayor lionheart #Finnick fox #clawhauser #meta #analysis

[roxyfoxgamer150]

"Where are we going?"

A nine year old Mirabel asked, she was sitting on top of a walking jaguar.

The jaguar was.. special, to say the least. It was the size of a tiger and had the teeth of a clouded leopard, it confused her because shouldn't they be much more smaller than tigers?

The jaguar rolled its eyes, "We're going to your family kid, they've been looking for you for years."

Mirabel's eyes widened, "Mi familia? But I thought I didn't have one?" The jaguars head slouched forward in annoyance, 'seems like the kid doesn't remember, how disappointing.'

"Fine, I'll give you the basics of your actual family, alright?" It asked, Mirabel nodded her head.

The jaguar huffed while walking, "You have an abuela named Alma, she has three children that are.. forty-one years old by now. Julieta, Pepa, and Bruno." Mirabel gasped.

"I have an abuela!? Which one is my mama? Or is it papa?" She asked, Observer the jaguar chuckled.

"Ah, your mother is the oldest of the triplets. Julieta, she can literally heal you with a meal." The jaguar said, making Mirabel pause, and look at it again.

"Wait, she can heal me with a meal? Does she have powers!?" Mirabel asked the jaguar, excitement in her eyes. "Yep, Pepa can control the weather by her emotions, while Bruno.." it paused walking, and continued once again.

"Bruno can see the future, although he cannot control it. Some say he is bad luck, it is not a valid excuse to say that to someone who warns you about the future and how to prepare for it." The jaguar says in an angry tone, making Mirabel confused.

The jaguar kept talking about her family, making Mirabel become more and more excited meeting them, although the nine year old had a question.

"What's your name?" She asked, they were infront of the Encanto now, just 20 feet away.

"Figure it out." The jaguar suddenly moved backward, making Mirabel yelp.

"Hold on tight kid! WE'RE RUNNING THROUGH!" The jaguar began to sprint like a cheetah, running through the Encanto.

Many townfolks and vendors moved away for the jaguar to run through.

"Is that a jaguar!?"

"How is it so fast?"

"There's a kid ontop of it!"

"MAKE WAY!"

The jaguar roared like a lion, shocking Mirabel and the people around it. Everyone quickly ran to avoid it, they were heading straight for the casita.

"How did you roar like a LION!? You're a jaguar!" "I'm not exactly just a talking jaguar kid! I'm a mixture of the best felines!" The jaguar roared again, making sure to scare people so they could avoid it.

Mirabel gripped on the jaguars neck tighter. "WE'RE HEADING STRAIGHT FOR A HOUSE!" "I KNOW THAT! THERE'S YOUR MOTHER! THE BLUE WEARING DRESS HOLDING- AREPAS?"

The jaguar slowed down on running, and was now just infront of the casita.

All of the Madrigals went infront of the casita, hearing all the commotion that the jaguar created.

They froze.

Mirabel looked behind her, did they see a ghost? Why were they looking at her.

The jaguar wispered so the others could not hear, "Psst- kid, get off." Mirabel blinked, she immediately got off the jaguar.

She looked at the man wearing a blue vest and the lady wearing a teal dress and apron, they were exactly what the jaguar told her.

Julieta put both her hands on her lips, shocked that her missing baby was alive and safe.

"Mirabel?"

"Mama? Papa?"

Observer furrowed eyebrows and straightened up her pose. Her face was demanding, 'Well? Are you not going to hug her?'

Everyone still did not move, though the townfolks nearby began to wisper on how is the jaguar acting like a human. The jaguar rolled its eyes, and leaned forward where Mirabel is staring at her family.

ROAR!

That put everyone back to reality and hugged her, Mirabel also started crying while hugging her family.

But then they realized she rode a tiger sized jaguar.

Pepa was the one to look at it first, she started tugging her hermanas arm.

"Jul- Julieta she rode a jaguar." Pepa quickly told her, still looking at the jaguar.

Julieta looked at the jaguar while hugging her youngest daughter, and the jaguar looked at her.

It walked towards her, and spoke.

"Your daughter was kidnapped for four years after her ceremony." It shrugged, "I just thought you missed her."

Everyone froze.

"IT CAN TALK!?"

#mirabel madrigal #encanto au #observer mirabel au #mirabel au #random thought i had lmao #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal

[tuesday-teyz]

You mentioned before that Dream has favorite forms, but does his family has favorite forms of him? Have they ever asked him to turn into a specific animal for some reason?

Foolish and Drista love Dream whatever he shapeshifts into but there are forms that he uses around them more often.

When Dream was a kid, he shapeshifted accordingly to baby versions of animals. So half the time Foolish pretty much had to walk a golden puppy who is actually his younger brother. Dream loved rolling in mud (read: make his brother's life miserable), and Foolish would tuck the puppy under his armpit with the most disgruntled expression ever to give him a bath.

As Dream grew, he still shapeshifted into a dog a lot when around Foolish, and he still does, shoving sticks into Foolish's hand or demanding belly rubs. In dog form he pretty much constantly demands attention from his brother, as much for bonding and spending time together as to make Foolish relax from stresses of being a king.

With Drista on the other hand, Dream oftentimes shapeshifts into cats, big and small. It started when Drista was a baby and cried a lot. Cat Dream would climb into her crib, curl up around her and purr to calm down. As Drista grew older and bigger so did Dream’s forms, so he went from a housecat to caracal to lynx to leopard to jaguar to tiger.

They still often sleep like this together, with white tiger Dream as a fluffy ball around Drista, but on a casual day he usually prefers a lynx. Drista and Dream do the "villain petting a cat" thing a lot, usually to annoy Foolish or because Drista is bored. Dream is super fluffy in cat forms and purrs very loudly, thus making him perfect to cheer up Drista when she's feeling sad or under the weather.

When all three siblings are together tho, Dream prefers a wolf a lot, and he's a lot bigger than an average wolf, enough so that both Foolish and Drista can use him as a pillow for napping. Wolf form is for quality family time: tackling his siblings, splashing in water on the beach with them, chasing balls but also snapping teeth at whoever gets too close. Nobles in Esempi are convinced that the royal family owns a pet wolf so they aren't even surprised to see one trotting around the palace.

#br asks

[crazyyanderefangirlfan]

Living up to the Name pt 3

"Out of all possible scenarios, he chose this," Jack grumbled. As he and Ruggie tried to concentrate on finding a familiar smell.

"Don't be a buzzkill, Jack. Besides, she looked excited." The hyena pointed out. Recalling how the girl bounced excitedly at Leona's suggestion.

"Still, This feels wrong." He retorted.

Leona decided to move their training to the forest, in his words 'to give a fair advantage.'

"Oi! Jack, be quiet. You'll give away our position." A jaguar upperclassman harshly whispered. He and two more students were sniffing the air, then the jaguar froze.

"Shit, she-" A kick to his face cut him off before he could finish. The figure leaped up and landed on a tree branch high up.

"You guys have to do better than that to catch me~" A sing-song voice called from above.

Valerie smiled sweetly above them, but her mocking glare proved otherwise.

Thanks to her transformation, all her abilities have been drastically enhanced. She was faster, her kicks were more powerful, and her danger sense, or what she likes to call 'Bunny sense' was dialed up to a 100. Making it easier to avoid predators, aka Savanaclaw.

"Gotta go. I have more faces to kick and prides to ruin." She blew them a kiss and disappeared through the thicket of the trees.

"She's so hot."

Heads' snapped to the bear first-year, whose glazed eyes still stared at the spot she's been on.

"Fangirl about her later! We're still in the middle of something." The jaguar snapped at him. The bear blushed and muttered incoherently under his breathe.

Ruggie ran his fingers through his hair. They need a strategy to catch her, which involves teamwork, and knowing how NRC students are, this will be hell.

"I wonder how that lazy lion is doing?" He mused.

She was better at hiding than Leona gave her credit for.

The first half-hour of their training was spent looking for the girl. Which wasn't hard, with that delightful scent of hers. It leads them farther to the forest, where the foliage is dense enough to hide a dead body.

Clever, Herbivore. But not enough.

Honestly, he was a little disappointed with her idea. He was expecting a challenge since she loved giving it to him.

Tearing through the thicket, he and his dorm mates prowled the area. Each of them in various corners, in an attempt to locater her better.

"Senior Leona." A jackal beastman spoke up.

"What is it?"

"It's miss Valerie's scent. Something's up." He replied, sniffing the air.

Leona took a whiff, and sure enough, it smelled faint and all over the place?

"Masking your scent with mud. Herbivore? Heh, at least your trying."

The lion nodded to his dorm mates, who proceeded to split up and try to find their prey the girl.

The jackal perked up when the sweet aroma was much more potent. Nudging to a leopard beastman who seemed to realized as well.

As quietly as they could, they snuck up to a large hedge that permeated with her scent.

They crept closer and closer and closer...

They pounced. Once the students felt something soft, their hold tightened.

Leona paused from tearing another bush. Happy shouts were clear as day.

Good, they found her.

He jogged his way over to his fresh babies. However, as he got near, there was a change in the atmosphere. Silence replaced the noise; it was almost ominous.

Valerie's scent changed the most; it was so faint and different.

He finally reached the clearing. Their backs were turned to him, and he couldn't see what they were holding.

"Oi."

The jackal and leopard rapidly turned to face him, hiding their captured prey behind their back.

"S-Senior Leona!" The leopard stammered.

"What's up with you two? Didn't you shout you have her?"

"Uhh...W-wait! Senior Leona!" The jackal exclaimed in surprise when the lion marched towards them. Pushing them aside to see the girl-

That's not Valerie.

In front of him was a large and plump brown rabbit, and it was wearing her vest.

Everything up till now began to make sense, causing Leona to chuckle.

"So that's the real plan, huh?"

His ears twitched as the wind picked up. His eyes narrowed.

"Move back!" The lion ordered. Jumping to the shade of the trees.

But it was too late. The freshmen were down before they could do anything. Standing on top of their bodies was the very girl they were chasing.

"I'm surprised it took you this long to figure it out. You really are losing your edge, Kitty."

Valerie giggled at Leona's snarling face. She tugged her vest off the rabbit; before disappearing.

Leona could feel his blood boil. From frustration or excitement, he wasn't sure at this point, but he does know one thing.

Valerie just cemented her role as prey.

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It's been hours, and not one of them had a chance to catch her. There were a few close calls, but she always managed to be two steps ahead of them. It doesn't help that she mocks them for every failed attempt. One of them got angry enough a tried to bite her, but Valerie kicked his jaw before he could.

On the bright side, the boys could feel their bodies improving. They still have a long way to go, but it's progress.

Valerie nimbly landed on the ground, catching her breath. It's been a long time she did something like this.

A wistful smile formed on her face as she remembered the times she and her mom played tag. Her mother used the game as a form of training for her speed, stamina, and agility. Being a competitive child she was, she got too into it.

'Thinking about it now, mom used a lot of ordinary games as a form of training.' The opal-eyed girl mused.

Wiping her brow, she glanced at the sky. She couldn't tell how much had passed, but she could guess it was nearly noon.

Suddenly, her ears stood up. There was aloud howling in the distance, followed by more animalistic sounds, till it became a wild symphony.

"The hell?" The brunette muttered in confusion. She winced and held her head. The downside of having enhanced hearing is that everything is louder, and this wild symphony giving her a headache.

"Pull it together, Valerie. You dealt with worse." She mumbled, even slapping her face for good measure.

With new vigor, Valerie pushed forward through the forest, even as her whole body screamed to find somewhere to hide.

Sigh, prey instincts.

Though she kept her opal eyes ahead, she in-tuned with her surroundings. Her ears now worked as antennas, constantly on high alert to warn her of predators.

Her ears twitched; she jumped left just in time to dodge a pouncing jaguar beastman. A low growl escaped the jaguar's throat and pounced again.

Valerie waited till he was near enough and delivered a front kick beneath his jaw. He staggered back in pain, giving her enough time to rush forward, and low swept him. He groaned in pain once his back felt the impact.

"You predators are really losing your edge if you kept getting your asses beaten by a rabbit. But then again, it's me" The girl deviously smiled at the fallen student.

The girl sensed another presence behind her and jumped to the trees. She narrowed her eyes at the culprit.

"Such an arrogant statement coming from a tiny herbivore. Looks like we have to put you in your place."

Leona emerged from the thicket with a cocky smirk in place and an unreadable glint in his eyes.

Valerie remained silent, simply assessing the number of beastmen present. There were seven of them; easy. There was also no sign of Jack and Ruggie, but they could be hiding.

"How can you call my words arrogant? I'm simply stating the truth." She retorted, smirking down at him.

"Let's just see how true your words are when I have my fangs on your neck."

"Before that, perhaps should I suffocate you between my thighs?"

"Heh, only after I crush your legs."

"Are...They flirting?" Questioned a bewildered ocelot beastman.

"I thought she was stupid when it comes to romance?" Added a dingo.

"Try not to think about it." Advised a lynx.

"Sorry, kitty kay, I may have agreed to help you guys in training, but I'm not going to bow down to you."

"Likewise, Herbivore."

A mischievous smile formed on her face. The girl launched herself out of the tree and aimed a kick to his face, but he blocked it. Valerie quickly switched to jabbing his left side.

Leona slammed his eyes shut, a deep growl resonated within him. He attempted to grab her arm. But she leaped up and delivered a front kick to his chin, pushing him away from her. However, she was now surrounded by other beastmen.

Valerie avoided an oncoming punch from the dingo and delivered one to his gut. He recoiled in pain and clutched his stomach. Her ears twitched and sidestepped, just in time for a charging lynx to crash into him.

Twitching again, she turned around and caught the ocelot's leg; she spun him around while knocking out three more before throwing him.

Satisfied that she took care of the beta males, she turned her attention back to the alpha. Only to realize that he disappeared.

Her whole body was on high alert. She took a battle stance, surveying her surrounding. She cursed herself for being so careless; he used them as decoys. Like she did.

"Touché, Kitty." She muttered.

Deciding she stayed long enough, she ran in the opposite direction.

Valerie bit her bottom lip once she heard footsteps behind her.

He really wanted to turn this into a real hunt.

Fine, she'll give him one.

Increasing her speed, she sprinted through the area utilizing the trees as boosters.

She glanced behind her and clenched her jaw. Leona was nowhere in sight. She had two ideas: Either he took a detour and was waiting to pounce on her or, she lost him; she hoped it was the latter.

Biting her inner cheek, she was about to take a turn when she heard footsteps. She jumped back, narrowly avoiding a claw to her face.

"I was wondering where you were, never thought you actually risk an ambush." The opal-eyed girl remarked as she kept her distance from him, taking up a fighting stance.

"If I'm up against you? I'll try anything." The male retorted mirroring her movements.

The wolf and rabbit glared at each other, waiting for one of them to make a move. It was as if the area went still around them, blocking out all noise; only the thumping of their hearts was heard.

Jack was the first to move. He ran forward with the girl following the suit, but once close enough, she leaped up and stomped on his head. He staggered back, gritting his teeth and holding his head. Valerie landed behind him, giving a swift kick to his side; the wolf fell to his side, hissing at the impact.

A deep growl escaped his throat when he heard her laughter; he swiped underneath her legs. The girl fell back, wide-eyed, and internally cursed herself for letting her guard down.

Picking himself up, he grabbed her ankle and flung her to the trees. The girl shrieked in pain, coughing; she found specks of blood on the ground, her blood. Although she struggled to stand up, she had enough energy to avoid Jack's next attack.

Jack swung his fist to her face, but she intercepted by grabbing his arm and flipped him to the ground. He grunted in pain when Valerie placed her foot on his chest.

"I thought I might return a favor fluffy." She smirked at his fallen body. He glared up at her. She was about to make another comment when her ears twitched, frowning; she leaped up to the trees and glared at the intruder.

"Damn, and here I was going to surprise you. Then again, those ears of yours work just like satellites, shishishishi." Ruggie laughed as she strolled through the area.

"I keep getting more surprises."

Just like lighting, she sprung herself out of the tree and delivered a direct kick to Ruggie's gut. The poor hyena coughed up blood upon the impact and curled up into a ball once he fell on the ground. All the while groaning in pain.

"And here I thought he would at least withstand half of it, oh well." She ducked down, already sensing Jack's incoming punch, and kicked his chest.

It knocked him a few feet away from her; Jack felt something dribble down his chin, wiping he found bits of blood coating it.

Clenching his fist; a low growl erupted his throat; charging, he swung his fist narrowly, hitting her face. Valerie responded by front kicking his chin; Jack grunted but didn't falter in his movements.

Valerie unleashed a barrage of kicks, driving him back until he felt the tree behind him. Jack gritted his teeth but bared with it; he waited until he found an opening between her kicks. She paused for a second, but it was all Jack needed. He socked her in the gut, successfully pushing her back.

She gasped at the impact, wincing at the pain on her stomach that she failed to notice Jack grabbing her body and slammed her to the ground. He reached to grab her ears, but the opal-eyed girl rolled away and swiped under his legs. Jack fell back, glaring up at the now standing girl.

"You know you can't beat me." She panted.

Blood was dripping down at the side of her face. The sun was behind her forming a shadow over her eyes giving them a glow. She looked like a predator.

"I know, but he can." He countered.

Before Valerie could decipher his words. She was lifted up again, but this time pinned to the ground.

"Looks like you forgot something, Herbivore." Hot breathe tickled her face as familiar hands kept a firm grip on her.

"A lion always waits for their prey to lower their guard."

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"Ughhh, it hurts." Ruggie groaned. He laid on a bed with an ice pack on his stomach.

He and the rest of the Savanclaw students are in the infirmary. Each of them was the victim of the girl's brutal beatings.

"How the hell is someone so tiny is that insanely strong?" The leopard beastman muttered, nursing his jaw.

"The question is, is she even human?" The ocelot commented, bandages covering his body.

Speaking of her...

Valerie hissed when the ghost rubbed a special ointment of her back to heal the swelling. She was behind a curtain, giving her the privacy she needed.

"And there we go, you can put your shirt on and make sure to not put too much strain on yourself, young lady. I heard from the ghosts in Ramshackle you're the reckless type." The ghost gave her a mirthful smile. She chuckled.

"Yeah, I will."

"No, she won't." Grim chimed in.

He sat next to her on the bed and shot the girl a knowing look, to which she laughed nervously.

"I promise, really."

"You better, and you call me troublesome."

"Okay, okay, let's go." She picked him and stepped out of the curtain. She winced a bit when she saw how badly bruised they all looked.

"You really went all out on them." The cat monster commented; almost half of them were covered in bandages and band-aids.

"You know me, I always love a challenge." Her grin was filled with mischief.

She walked up to her favorite Savanaclaw trio. Jack was getting his face treated since she kicked there the most while Leona sat next to Ruggie since he had minor injuries.

"Hey, guys, who are you feeling?" She asked.

"Like a truck ran me over." The hyena retorted. The girl nervously laughed.

"Right, sorry."

"Don't be. You went all out; it's insulting if you didn't." Jack interjected. He hissed when the swab touched his hips lower lip.

"Don't talk, young man." Scolded the ghost.

"You were pretty good out there, Valerie. But you let your guard down too soon. Your lucky it was only training. Otherwise, you would have gotten eaten up." The lion smirked.

"As if I let you." She huffed.

"But, it has been a good experience. Might as well do this again next time." He added.

"Sure, I love to kick your butts and win next time." She gave a devil-like smile.

"Anyway, I have to wash up and head to Heartslyabul." She turned around, only bumped into the beastmen.

"Ah, I'm sorry-" She didn't get to finish when he briskly walked past her. Valerie observed his appearance; he had a pumpkin-colored reptile tail with burgundy fins and bronze horns. His body was wrapped in gauze and had bandages covering his arms.

"Don't take it too personally. He's still not used to being beaten by a woman." Leona spoke up.

"Mm? What do you mean?" The girl was puzzled.

"You see the guys with dragon tails?" He asked. Glancing around, she did notice a few of them. She locked eyes with one, he immediately looked away.

"They're from Cloud Valley; in their culture, women are treated lesser than men, always expected to be submissive, fragile, and obedient. The complete opposite to the women in the Afterglow Savannah." He elaborated.

"So it's a big shocked for them to know such a tiny prey can beat them so easily."

That filled her with pride. Her family raised her to be independent and strong; and above all, never take shit from misogynists.

"Oi! Kemonohito!" A voice boomed. Valerie winced at the frequency of his voice. Everyone's heads turned to see a dragonkin with a scarlet tail and white fins standing in front of her.

"I demand a re-match! Your abilities were just enhanced because your half rabbit. I refuse to acknowledge defeat by a woman!" He boomed.

"Maybe next time." She simply replied.

"Oh? What's this? Already backing down? Expected for a female to be too scared-"

"No. I already have plans this afternoon, not to mention your too injured. The opal-eyed girl interrupted, taking note of his bandaged face and body.

"This is nothing! Fight me!"

"Young man, no shouting." One ghost staff scolded, quickly leading him away from the girl and her monster.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna go. See you guys."

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Valerie hummed a random tune as she dried her hair. Thanks to Amane giving her his credit card, she was able to buy the things she desperately needed, such has extra cleaning supplies , bathroom necessities and a hair dryer.

Putting the hair dryer down, she examined herself on the mirror. She wore a Heartslyabul uniform, switching out the pants with a pleated thigh length skirt, a white thigh-high on her right leg, a white crew length sock with black diamond pattern on her left and red and white sneakers. She also tied her ears with a black ribbon around them.

"Are you almost done?" Grim lazily drawled. He was sprawled on the bed, his pudgy stomach on display.

"Already am." She answered.

"Good, cause your phone was ringing." He rolled to his left, revealing the girl's phone. Picking it up and opening it to her messages, the sender read 'Braincell 1'

'Yo Val, you and Grim have to walk here by yourselves. Me and chicken boy can't pick you up cause we have an emergency and it requires all dorm members cooperation.'

She texted back

'k'

Picking up her little gremlin, strolled out and headed downstairs.

"Where Ace and Deuce?" questioned Grim.

"They have an emergency which required all dorm members." She answered, walking out of the house.

"Huh, probably something related to food." The cat proclaimed, as he climbed up to her shoulders and draped himself there.

She merely hummed.

They arrived in mirror hall. As she stepped in, Valerie almost got knocked down by a rushing students.

"S-sorry, miss Valerie." He apologized before running again.

Glancing at each other, the Ramshackle duo continued their journey, all the while watching students tripping over their feet looking for something. It wasn't long before they spotted a familiar redhead and bluette by the bushes.

"Damn it, where are they? They couldn't gotten that far." Ace muttered.

"Maybe we should try a different spot." Suggested Deuce.

"Guys?" A feminine voice snapped them out and turned around.

Their eyes bulged out when they saw her ears. A palpable silence overtook them, until...

"Pffftt-"

All eyes turned to Ace as he covered his mouth with right arm, and shaking. Finally he blew up.

"HAHAHAAHA! Oh great seven this hilarious! You're an actual rabbit!" He kept on laughing. Deuce had small blush on his face when he stared at her, she looked like a porcelain doll.

"You know very well I hate those." Valerie monotonous voice rang out. A displeased look covered her face from being compared to an item she hated the most.

Crap, he thought out loud.

"I-I-I'm so sorry!" Deuce bowed, which made Ace laughed louder.

"Its fine." She huffed. "Anyway, what happened? What's the emergency?"

Ace shut up and Deuce tentatively bit his lower lip.

"Its the hedgehogs, they broke out in their cages again. The unbirthday party will start soon and no one has found them yet." The peacock-eyed boy answered.

"Riddle almost lost control when he found out, and its not getting any better." The cherry-eyed boy added.

"I could help." The girl offered. "My ears are practically antennas, and they've been a great help in dealing with Savanaclaw, I think I can find the hedgehogs in no time."

They seem to contemplate her words, before nodding to each other.

"Alright, Princess, we're counting on you." Ace grinned.

The girl gave a mock salute before taking Grim off her and dropping him on Ace. She sprinted away, she picked a small clearing.

Valerie crouched down and closed her eyes. She blocked out the noise surrounding her, focusing on the chitter and footsteps of the hedgehogs. Breathing softly she waited for even the faintest noise.

Instantly her ears twitched, perking a bit she turned to the left. Sprinting off she found a red and blue hedgehogs under a tree. Valerie slowly made her towards them and crouch to their height.

"Hi." She gently called out. Slowly reaching her hand out, it sniffed it before coming near and rubbing itself on it.

"You guys are bunch escape artist huh?" She mused, delicately picking it up. Her ears perked up, catching a faint conversation. Following till she found herself with two mobs.

"M-miss Valerie!" They exclaimed in surprised, especially to her ears.

"Here." She placed them on their hands.

"Thank you."

"No problem. Now if you excuse me, I got more to find."

She did this a few more times: She would listen to the hedgehogs, find them and give them to a nearby Heartslyabul student. So far she found at least 20 or so for half an hour.

Valerie huffed and fanned herself using her shirt, she having a particularly hard time in finding these guys. The tiny things were master on invasion and giving her a good challenge. Inhaling she concentrated once more, walking silently as she did in hopes to hear the better.

Finally, soft rustling in the bushes caught her attention. Nimbly making her way to the source, she pulled it back to to find a red, green and orange hedgehogs staring up at her.

"C'mere." She scooped them up and made her way to the nearest students, whose hair perfectly matched the hedgehogs she's carrying.

They blinked at the sight before them, heat rising to their cheeks at the adorable sight.

"V-Valerie." Riddle stuttered, clearly didn't expect this.

"Yeah, hi." She sheepishly grinned.

"This is an interesting turn of events?" Commented Trey, fixing his gaze on her ears.

"Vally, you look so cute!" The strawberry blonde gushed, taking out his phone and snapping pictures of the girl.

"Haha, thank you Cater." She did cute little poses. Holding the hedgehogs up to her face.

"#Cutie! #Rabbitears #foundthehedgehogs #livinguptothename." He quickly uploaded it.

Riddle quickly regained his composure and took the hedgehogs out of her hands.

"Thank you, Valerie now we can resume the unbirthday party."

"So." Deuce started. "What happened to you?"

After placing the hedgehogs in their cages, everyone was seated on the tables and enjoying the party, and were quite curious of her ears.

The girl summarized on what happened yesterday and this morning. Ace snickered at the end of her explanation.

"Jeez, Val, your a total disaster magnet." He ran his finger on her ears.

"It gets worse when I'm with you guys." She teased.

"Your so mean, Princess!" Ace dramatically placed his hand over his heart, 'hurt' by her words.

"But you look so cute! Look how much likes your photo is getting." The leaf-green eyed male showed her his phone, which was gradually getting likes.

"They don't make you uncomfortable, do they?" Trey asked, as he handed her another strawberry tart. Which she gratefully accepted.

"Besides having more sensitive hearing, I'm good" She replied. She moved her hands up, away from Grim's greedy outstretched paws. Trey handed him a blueberry cheesecake.

"This transformation has been a great help, especially when dealing with Savanaclaw. You should have seen the amount of students I sent in the infirmary." She added with a giggle.

"There was even a dragon there that wanted to challenge her. But he got dragged off." Grim chimed in, taking large bite of his cheesecake.

"A dragon?"

"He brushed off my abilities because of the potion." Just remembering his words gave her a headache.

Ugh, if mom was in Cloud Valley she would have made every man there submit to her.

"But in the end, you still sustain injuries." Riddle interjected, examining her bandaged arm. He sipped his tea as the girl's face flushed.

"T-that's a mistake in my part. I got ahead of myself, I would have still beaten Leona if I had been more aware of my surroundings." Frustration crinkled her eyes, with those ears of hers should would have heard him and at least give him a black eye.

Mom would have scold her for her carelessness.

"Aww, don't make that face Vally; let's just enjoy the party." Cater coaxed bring her and Grim for a selfie, which was soon joined by Ace, Deuce and Trey who grabbed Riddle with him.

"Say cheese!"

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"Miss her ears already." Deuce mumbled, as he stared at the girl.

As promised, Crewel gave her the antidote and she reverted back to her normal self. Although, some were beginning to miss her ears.

They just looked so cute on her.

It was P.E and they were doing some warm up stretches. Valerie was just doing splits when a shadow fell over her.

"Kemonohito! Re-match now!"

This guy...

"We're in class. Can we do this later?" She reasoned.

His face twisted in anger, before a whistle blew.

"Alright! I prepared an obstacle course! Whoever reaches the finish line first in the shortest amount of time will receive a plus points!"

One by one the boys took the course, Vargas always saved Valerie for last cause he knows that she might destroy everything.

Vargas focused his gaze on Valerie.

"Kemonohito you're up!"

As she took her position, she examined the field. High walls, mannequins, vaults and beams, perfect for her rabbit self, but it wasn't there anymore. She shook her head, she trained for years, she didn't need it.

The whistle blew

She blurred through the field. Destroying the mannequins and jumping over the high walls with ease. By the time she finished it, she left a path of destruction.

"2:05s! The fastest one yet! Fantastic job, but next time don't destroy everything. Seriously I just got this raise." The man grumbled more as he scribbled on his clipboard.

Meanwhile, her idiot trio stared at her, shock written on their faces. When she walked up to them, they bombarded her with questions.

"How did you do that!?"

"Can you teach me!

"I thought you weren't a rabbit anymore."

All she could do was shrug.

"Maybe I got the leftover DNA. But whatever the case is, I love it."

She had a wide smile on their face, oh this was going to be good.

A/N: Cloud Valley belongs to @phoenix-manga

@poisonapplecakes1312

#twisted wonderland #twst #valerie kemonohito #twst grim #ace trappola #deuce spade #cater diamond #trey clover #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #jack howl #ruggie bucchi #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #divus crewel

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hey :) So i have this theory that the witches and the devils in black clover are connected.I think that the 4th Zogratis sibling has some ties/made a pack with the witch queen.I also think Vanessa and Dorothy's powers were somewhat not shown fully in the manga yet and i feel like Tabata is gona give them a big power up in the next arc.I think we might see Dorothy's Nightmare World and Vanessa become a Master of Fates and rouge will transform into a lion(since he is a cat and lions and cat are both felines).(As you can probably tell i created an entire fanfic in my head lol..hope you dont think it's wierd lmao)What do you think?

Hiya~! ^-^

Hmmm 🤔 When it comes to the Witch Queen, she certainly is one of the shady characters of BC (and she's one of the only 2 characters, for whom there are character sheets, but there's a statement of "real name unknown"!), so my guess is that we'll learn something more about her. One of my personal favourite theories is that the Witch Queen is originally from Diamond Kingdom (and is actually a Vermillion! (this is a theory) for which I can't take full credit on, since there's a long post about the origin of the Vermillion's theorized by @/loafingdragon, to which I put my two cents).

But it could be that the fourth Zogratis had connections to the Witch Queen, since she also has a type of body magic. I think it's the same as Vanica's (blood magic), so she could very well have ties to Spade as well. Though, since she's said to hate men (Charlotte kinnie/j) as well, I think it would take a lot for the Witch Queen to make a pact with the big brother Zogratis.

If there's a connection between the Devils and the Witch Queen, personally I think that she wouldn't have given the magic stone away quite so easily, but who knows. If she has ties with Spade, then she could have a hand in something. Though also another theory that comes to mind is that she is originally from Spade, but was kidnapped by Diamondians for experimentation purposes (because of her magic), which caused her to flee. Of course she could also have a pact with a Devil that gives her an unnaturally long life, but I, personally, think that to be a cause of her own magic and how she uses it (perhaps combined with the side effects of experimentation).

I love love love, the idea of Dorothy and Vanessa gaining a powerup soon. And Dorothy developing Nightmare Magic as an extension of Dream Magic I could very well see, and she probably would have a lot to work with (since given what happened to Vanessa, I can't imagine Dorothy's childhood to have been any easier. And Tabs only knows what The Queen did to Dorothy in order to drive her to strengthen her magic of Dreams, quite like she drove Vanessa to "take control of the strings of fate" and improve her magic. Or wanted to drive.)

Personally I would see Rouge developing into a leopard/jaguar, but I do like that headcanon and idea! For all we know Rouge could just be a baby, but grow up to be a fierce, big kitty!

Yesss to daydreaming fics!!! 👏👏 No worries, I don't think it's weird at all. Most of the stories are in our head before we, possibly, but most often not, put them on paper ^-^

Thank you for stopping by!

#black clover theory #let's talk bc #laura talks bc

[ladykissingfish]

At The Zoo with the Akatsuki

*This was an anonymous request in my inbox. Whoever you are, thanks! This was fun to write 😊

Hidan

This guy goes ape for the monkey exhibits. Lemurs, baboons, marmosets ... but his favorite of all are the gorillas. He’s blown away by how intelligent the animals are, and how closely they act like humans. Hidan likes to stand by the glass in these exhibits and make a variety of gestures to see which ones they’ll copy. His favorites are sticking up his middle finger and scratching his behind, which he’ll laugh himself silly over when the gorillas mimic his motions. Besides the primates, he’s also fond of the giraffes enclosure. Once the group went to a zoo where they allowed people to physically interact with these majestic beauties, and Hidan wouldn’t let them leave this one exhibit for nearly two hours, because he couldn’t get enough of petting their long necks. He’s the type to ignore the Do Not Feed The Animal signs for most attractions, and in fact tries to start fights by throwing peanuts and other treats through the bars or over the glass.

Sasori

He mainly thinks that zoos are boring, and doesn’t really get why the others seem so enthused to go. The one thing he does enjoy are reptile houses; he’ll move slowly through the dark rooms and gaze at the different snakes, lizards, colorful frogs, and whatever else is being showcased. Is more of a people watcher than an animal watcher, and finds the reactions of those looking at different species more entertaining than the animals themselves. Will spend the most time walking around with Deidara; he finds the blonde’s childlike enthusiasm to be refreshing, and it’s one of the few rare times that the two can be together without arguing about art.

Deidara

Deidara has an odd, odd grudge against hippos. He’s told the others ad nauseam about a memory he has of when he was a little boy, and his father taking him to a local zoo. According to Deidara, his father wasn’t watching him, Deidara slipped down an embankment and landed in a hippopotamus hole, and the beasts charged at him, teeth bared. He was rescued by the zookeeper, so he says, and he remembers getting “a lot of free shit” because of the incident. But the others doubt that any of this happened, and try (unsuccessfully) to convince him that this was just a vivid dream. But Deidara doesn’t buy it: he’ll stand at the top of a hippo exhibit and hurl insults down below, until the others can drag him away. Aside from this one weird tic, Deidara actually really enjoys the zoo, and spending time with the others in such a calm, relaxing environment. He especially likes the bird houses, and could spend hours whistling at or cooing to the beautifully colored, winged creatures.

Kakuzu

This guy tries to pretend that going to the zoo is a waste of time, too expensive, etc etc ... but in reality he loves this particular outing like no other. He’s never told anybody this, but when he was a very young boy, he lived with his parents on a farm. Exhibits of “common” animals such as sheep, goats, pigs and bulls or bisons puts him in mind of the happier, simpler times of his life. He may be the oldest but he moves faster than anyone in the group; the others think this is because he’s in a hurry to get the trip over with, but really it’s because he’s enthused (and impatient) to see each and every exhibit that there is. Still, Kakuzu is ALWAYS going to be Kakuzu ... he’ll snap at the others if they ask him for money for souvenirs, and he’ll have to be physically dragged from the snack shops once he sees (and starts yelling about) how high the food prices are. “$13.99 for a cheeseburger?! It better be the entire f*ck*ng cow on that plate!”

Kisame

Going to the zoo is always a duality of emotion for Kisame. On the one hand he’s part animal himself, so it bothers him to see other animals locked up and on display like prisoners. But on the other hand, he has the alpha-like mentality that being part human elevates him beyond the level of the others, therefore it’s ok for him to go and look at the “lesser beings”. Although he has fish DNA, by contrast, his favorite things to look at are the big cats. Lions, tigers, leopards, jaguars ... Kisame admires these beauties to no end. “Jokes” so much about climbing the barricades and riding one of these kitties that the others start to take him seriously and someone keeps one hand on his arm while near these exhibits. Walking along in the sun is nice for awhile but after several hours of this he begins to get tired and dehydrated; there’s been several times when he’s been caught taking “a quick dip” in open-water exhibits such as the penguin tank.

Itachi

Lions? Tigers? No, it’s Bears for this boy. These furry mammals provide him with hours of watching delight. He’s especially fond of polar bears, and could spend forever watching them walk around on glaciers and go for swims underwater. One time he and Kisame were sent on a mission to a foreign country. They were supposed to return within 2 weeks, but they didn’t make it back for almost a month. Kisame covered and said it was because they ran into extensive traffic difficulties ... but the reality was the place they were sent to had a zoo with an interactive koala exhibit, and Itachi went every single day to have the little cubs crawl all over him ... even going so far as to put the owners of the zoo under a gengetsu in order to maximize his time limit.

Zetsu

Depends on what kind of mood he’s in, as to whether he’ll join the others at the zoo. If he goes, he is always mistaken for being a wildlife plant mascot, because of his unique foliage. His hobby is trying to sneak into as many exhibits as he can, posing as a plant, before the others (or the animals themselves) notice that he’s there. He doesn’t quite have a favorite animal but finds himself attracted to the gracefulness of flamingoes. He can’t stay with the others too long, however, as all that natural sunlight gives him a “brightness overload”, as he calls it. An ideal zoo day for him would be one where it’s partly cloudy and/or lightly drizzling; but the others prefer to go in the full sunlight.

Konan

Absolutely loves going to the zoo with the others. She’s the one who will read the zoo map and try and put them on a schedule to ensure that they see everything there is to see. Also the only one who will think to bring a bag filled with water and small snacks for the others (which Kakuzu appreciates more than anyone because he hates them wasting precious money on the in-zoo snack stands). Is fond of all the animals but her favorites are elephants. She often tells the others how highly intelligent and sensitive these creatures are, how they look after and care for their mates and their families. Tobi tells her that she reminds him of an elephant, which the others will smack him for because what woman wants to be called an elephant? But Konan will smile and hug him, because she understands what he means. One time as a group they surprised her, and found an elephant sanctuary where one was allowed to play with elephants. Konan spent a full day there laughing and getting sat on/cuddled by playful baby elephants. At the end of the day everyone received a muddy hug and kiss from her, which they tried to act grossed out by but were really happy about. Also should be noted that when at regular zoos, the heeled sandals that Konan wears often quickly tire her out, so more often than not she’ll be offered a ride on Kisame’s shoulders, or (if Sasori is walking around in it) on top of Hiruko.

Pein

Doesn’t particularly like the zoo, because he isn’t the fondest of animals, caged or not. Will only go with the others if Konan insists on it, as she feels Nagato needs to experience some pleasant imagery once in a while (through the Pein body). He’s the type to pick up every single pamphlet or brochure outside of each exhibit, study the information carefully, then quiz the others later on different fact about what they saw. Since he’s not a fan of animals he really doesn’t have a favorite, but he most enjoys watching wolves. He can always identify which one is the alpha male, and he observes the way it leads its pack around for future inspiration for his own group.

Tobi

When they go to the zoo as a group, somebody has to be assigned to this guy, to keep an eye on him. He gets so enthusiastic with the different animals and sights that he often throws caution (and common sense) to the wind, which allows for dangerous situations to happen. Once, he managed to break the gate on the tiger enclosure because he said it looked like they weren’t warm enough where they were, and would probably like to be outside with the people. Chaos and a wide panic ensued, and the rest of the group had had to get him out of there before they were all arrested. Tobi claims he likes all animals the same, that “they’re all Tobi’s friends!”, but his favorite-favorite are penguins. He loves the way they waddle, and will walk around the whole day after they visit this attraction trying to imitate that walk, until Deidara yells at him to “walk like a grown man, Tobi, hm!” He also really likes the snacks that they offer at the zoo and will likely run through his weekly budget as he buys tons of popcorn, candies, and ice cream to munch on as he walks around. Always cries when it’s time to go; usually takes 2-3 other members to drag him out by the arms.

#the akatsuki #the zoo #konan #pein #tobi #deidara #sasori #itachi #kisame #hidan #kakuzu #zetsu

[crazywolf828]

Well, I've got two animals on the brain right now that I'm curious about: Leopards and the Columbidae bird family (pigeons and doves), if you know anything about those-

Yeah alright let's go, leopards first.

Leopards are one of the smallest big cats, but they're also one of the strongest in comparison.

They're also the best climbers and are extremely agile

The reason for this is because they drag their kills into trees where they don't have to deal with other animals like hyenas or lions trying to steal their food

Look at this shit, theyll drag giraffes and zebra into trees which aren't exactly light

Leopards will ambush their prey from trees which doesn't give a chance for that poor critter to react.

Also since people get confused between leopards and jaguars, if it's in a tree it's a leopard.

There's a lot of sub species of leopards. Like a lot. 27 of them in facts, but only eight have been technically recognized while the rest are just proposed.

Y'all know I had to talk about the bull known as the black panther (which doesn't exist) they're actually jaguars or leopards with melanin issues.

Melonistic leopards are caused by a recessive gene, so most pictures you see of a 'black panther' are actually melanistic jaguars.

This one I actually just learned and is only sort of related to leopards. Snow leopards? Yeah they aren't leopards at all, in fact they're genetically closer related to tigers, having a common ancestor about 2 million years ago.

This one is just conjecture, but I'd say it's probably because of their spots, or rosettes, since they're so similar to leopards.

Honestly there's so much about leopards that I could gush about but I'll stop there for now, let's see what my brain remembers about our favorite garbage birds and their family tree

So first off, doves and pigeons? Technically the same thing. Well, taxonomically at least, they all descended from the wild rock dove. (Which is the one you'll see on city streets)

There's 344 species decided into 50 genera, 13 of which are extinct.

Babies are called squabs which is absolutely adorable

Also, unlike most birds, both sexes can produce milk! It's called crop milk or pigeon milk

Their size variation is vast, the biggest, the crowned pigeon, is nearly turkey sized and can weigh almost nine pounds

Ain't he fancy? Speaking of, this guy has four sub species all on his own.

They can be found just about everywhere except the driest parts of the Sahara desert and, of course, Antarctica.

We all know they were used as messangers during war, but did you know 32 pigeons have been decorated with the Dickin Medal, citing them for brave service for war contributions. A couple of the best names are, Commando, G.I. Joe, Paddy, Royal Blue, and William of Orange.

They've been used as carrier pigeons for thousands of years, and domesticated just as long.

Like, Flavius Honorius was Roman emperor from 393 to 423, was known for keeping them as pets.

Doves are also in just about every religion you can think of, almost entirely always meaning some sort of positive thing but there's a lot so here's a couple that I'm just going to copy and paste 😅

(this one's weird but yeah okay) Jesus's parents sacrificed doves on his behalf after his circumcision (Luke). Later, the Holy Spirit descended upon Jesus at his baptism like a dove (Matthew), and subsequently the "peace dove" became a common Christian symbol of the Holy Spirit.

In Islam, doves and the pigeon family in general are respected and favoured because they are believed to have assisted the final prophet of Islam, Muhammad, in distracting his enemies outside the cave of Thaw'r, in the great Hijra. A pair of pigeons had built a nest and laid eggs at once, and a spider had woven cobwebs, which in the darkness of the night made the fugitives believe that Muhammad could not be in that cave.

According to the Tanakh, doves are kosher, and they are the only birds that can be used for a korban.

Alright had to do a bit of googling but apparently I knew more about these lil guys than I thought! Hope you enjoyed something that got way longer than I meant for it to 😅

#being a slow typer doesnt help #anyway! #send me animals and let me infodump #my brain is hooked #i was an animal kid growing up and it has resurfaced #im itching to yell into this void #don't mind me #ask #answered #anon #long post #facts #leopards #doves #pigeons #cats #birds #bird anon you here?

[amazedforjjk]

Escape epilogue- Ot7

The gif is not mine!

Characters: Lion!Namjoon, Jaguar!Jin, Black panther!Yoongi, Cheetah!Hoseok, Snow Leopard!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, cougar!Jungkook, Serval!Reader

Summary: In a world where Hybrid protection laws are gradually strengthening, many organisations are still advocating for the complete extermination of your species. What happens when you find yourself and 7 other predatory hybrids in a truck en route to a hybrid slaughter facility?

Genre: fluff, a tiny bit of angst

Warning: None here

A.N: Here is it folks! Escape is finally complete! I hope you liked reading it as much as I loved writing it! Thank you so much for you kind response to this fanfic, it made me so happy! I hope you’ll like the epilogue as well!

Word count: 1K

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Your job as a florist’s helper is even more fulfilling than you thought it would. The flower shop is kept by a young disabled woman, Ellie, who found the way to express herself through flower language, arranging the most beautiful assortments you’ve ever seen. She is not very verbal, but your heightened senses help the both of you to communicate. It’s not rare that your ears pick up on the tiny whimpers she lets out when confronted with foreign situations or particularly obtuse patrons, and when they do, you immediately rise up to offer her some help, taking your role of helper to heart.

The first thing you noticed about her is the lack of judgment in her sparkling brown eyes. Unlike most humans you have ever met, she didn’t scan you warily, eyeing your ears and tail in disdain or apprehension. In fact, she mostly kept her eyes trained on yours, smiling shyly as Emilio introduced you. Your days in the shop are mostly quiet; most of the time Ellie works wordlessly in the back on her floral arrangements and you tend the flowers in the front, sometimes helping the patrons with their orders. Sometimes, Jimin will even pass by to bring you coffee from his job next door during his break, enjoying his pause with you and beautiful flowers, though he does say he finds you even more gorgeous than the plants surrounding you, making you blush every time.

You enjoy this calm routine, allowing you to spend quiet moments before coming back to your chaotic household. Don’t get it wrong, you absolutely love living with the other hybrids, but who knew that living with seven boys - especially hybrid boys- could be so tiring?

Everyone in the house adjusted quite well to the new dynamic, though Namjoon changed jobs quickly. He found that bouncer reminded him too much of his old life to continue, and has instead chosen to work in the calm of a library, surrounded by books and knowledge. It proved to be a vocation for him, and he now dedicates most of his free time to read in the secret garden beside your house, most often than not along with someone to cuddle.

Taehyung found himself a job in an art gallery, making him come home with sparkle in his eyes and dozens of photos of the new art pieces he discovered today. He loves describing art to you, and why he finds it so incredible, and though you don’t understand everything, you can’t get enough of his exited face as he talks animatedly. Jin’s cooking skills helped him land a better job in the restaurant he works for, moving from cleaning dishes to actually being able to make some, his finer taste buds impressing the chef. You do find yourself to be equally as impressed, and even more grateful to be able to witness -and taste- his improvements, often hanging around the kitchen when he tries new recipes.

Some would think that the eight of you having to work forbids you to see each other, but not in this case. Sure, you don’t spend all of your day together and it’s sometimes hard to see each other with different schedules, but it makes the time when you can be around each other all the more special. You all have the sundays off, officially making it ‘date’ day, where you all go on a date together, sometimes at the fair, playing games or a picnic in the fields around your home, always ending the day with a movie night, all huddled up on the couch.

You also manage to spend time with each of the boys, individually or in small groups, sometimes spending the night watching anime with Jungkook and Taehyung, listening to Namjoon reading stories while cuddled up with Hoseok under the sun or organising a spa night with Jin, Jimin and a somewhat reluctant Yoongi. You feel like you are falling in love more and more every day with these seven boys, your chest filling with warmth every time you see one of them, and it’s not hard to see that they all love you as much.

Sometimes it doesn’t even feel real; if someone had told you a few months ago that you would live happily in a big relationship with seven boys, you would have laughed. You probably would have said that it would be impossible, and that in any case you wouldn’t deserve it. But it does feel very real indeed as you find yourself in a big cuddle pile on the couch for one of your movie nights. It feels very real as you make love to Jungkook in the shower after working out together in the gym. Very real as you fall asleep, head on Namjoon’s lap as he reads beneath a tree, lulled to sleep by his steady breathing.

You wouldn’t have dared to imagine ever being happy, too scared to build your hopes up, you remind yourself as your Hope dances under the spotlight along with his dance team, his face scrunching up in concentration while his body moves, entranced by the music. You swear he was born to dance, his movement barely letting out that he is just a novice.

But now you are able to let all your tension go when you are with them, able to relax and finally just enjoy living, for the first time. That thought brings tears to your eyes sometimes, that you can live while your siblings can’t. The trauma is always here, and you can sometimes notice it in your mates’ eyes. You often try to just bury it deep inside you, to mask your pain so that you can help them with theirs, and you find solace in knowing that you can at least relieve them for a bit.

“It takes time”, is what Yoongi said when he noticed your efforts. Perhaps he is a bit more observant than your other mates, and that is why he can see straight through you. “And work. But we will make that work together, hm? Please don’t try to erase your pain for us, baby.” Ever since that conversation, Yoongi is much more attentive to your feelings, and he is the one you go to every time you need to talk, turning his covers in a makeshift fort, eating ice cream and sweets together, talking most of the night.

Life is sweet now, and though it doesn’t cancel out all that you’ve been through, you can feel yourself heal as time passes. You finally feel complete after so long, able to be at ease and around people you love and who love you. Of course it’s not easy everyday living with seven men, but you wouldn’t want it any other way. They are your family now, and you love them from the bottom of your heart.

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#Escape #bts #bts hybrid fanfic #hybrid #bts hybrid series #bts fluff #fluff #bts angst #angst #bts kim taehyung #bts kim seokjin #bts kim namjoon #bts park jimin #bts min yoongi #bts jung hoseok #bts jeon jungkook #taehyung #v #kim taehyung #jin #seokjin #kim seokjin #namjoon #rm #kim namjoon #jimin #park jimin #min yoongi #yoongi #suga

[raggydraws]

Sorry if these have been answered, I'm on mobile so digging back through blogs is a nightmare. - Any world building changes? - Any major changes to the events pre arc 1? - How are Dust and Raven doing? Are they brothers still? Do they get along? Are they related to Brindle, Frost, and Long? - Any characters alive still who weren't in canon? - Did Blue and Oak still have their thing or do Misty, Stone, and Moss have different parents here? Again, sorry if these were answered before!

No you're perfectly fine! I don't think any of these have been asked actually? But thanks so much!

- Any world building changes?

There's been a lot! I've introduced the concept of the 'Spark' which is just a sorta of "I've been touched by starclan" beckon for medicine cats to find their apprentices! It's also a way for me to discourage "this warrior got hurt/is disabled/etc. and now we're gonna shove them into the medicine den". I also introduced a few deities and good superstitions in the clans, ancient cats like Gray Wing are seen as very important and remembering them is seen as honoring them!

Midnight is also a little more well known, like, she shows up in myths alot but not necessarily as a badger. She also has a wife named Dawn.( @splashtail s idea)

Also the big cats are back a there's one for every clan now, Lions for Thunderclan, Tigers for Riverclan, Cheetah for Windclan, Jaguar for Shadowclan and Clouded Leopard for Skyclan!

- Any major changes to the events pre arc 1?

I haven't read Dawn of the Clans yet but I know there are some changes with how the modern clans see the old clans, the clans are aware that they came from the mountains but not that cats were left behind.

Mapleshade’s Vengeance is mostly the same but it's told as a story instead from her point of view! Riverclan tells her story as a tragic tale of love and loss, something that could've been avoided entirely if Riverclan or Thunderclan had shown any sort of compassion towards the queen and her kits.

Thunderclan tells it as a cautionary tale, one to warn kits of half clan relationships, to respect a queen's wishes regarding her litters father and to teach them that all kits are deserving of kindness no matter where they are from.

Tallstar’s Revenge also changed a little, Jake ends up staying in Windclan with Tallstar and the two ask his old friend Nutmeg (whom cat had helped have a litter with her mate Quince before) if she could help him have a litter with Tallstar! Tommy and Filou end up in Windclan during their exile while Princess, Luna and Rusty get re-homed before they could be picked up by their fathers.

- How are Dust and Raven doing? Are they brothers still? Do they get along? Are they related to Brindle, Frost, and Long?

Dust and Raven are good! Their father Furzepelt is still alive in Into The Wild and helped them with their mother Robinwing's passing a lot. They are no longer related to Brindleface, Frostfur or Longtail! In fact they all got new parents! Brindleface is now the only child of Dappletail, no one knows who her father was but many suspect it was Stormtail. Frostfur is now Whitestorm's adopted sister and was rogue born, while Longtail is the baby brother of Mousefur and Runningwind!

Dust and Raven get along better than in canon but Ravenpaw still has major anxiety and Dustpaw isn't great at helping with it, but he tries.

- Any characters alive still who weren't in canon?

Furzepelt (Dust and Raven's dad), a lot of the allegiances got re-written to better fit everything too, so a lot of cats from past super editions are alive too instead of fading into the background.

- Did Blue and Oak still have their thing or do Misty, Stone, and Moss have different parents here?

Yup! Originally Blue and Oak were just friends and Misty, Stone and Moss were an accident that happened after Rainflower died. But now I headcanon Oakheart as a trans lesbian so while Misty, Stone, and Moss definitely weren't planed they still have Blue and Oak as parents.

#GreenRose Au #Warrior cats #Warrior cats au #my au #ask #asked and answered

[spectral-cosmic-radiance]

So....uh.... Class 1-A Part 1 / ???? because there is A LOT.

Anyway stuff  the AU is under the cut!

First drawing is Half-hot-Half-cold’s (AKA: Halfy) final design, with a gryphonic body with inspo from an osprey head and lion body!

With a draconic muzzle because Shoto is a traumatized boi who needs control and sadly this translates into suppressing his quirk.

He sees it as a mixture of his father’s and his mother’s quirks (his father’s spirit is a dragon and his mother’s a white snow leopard), but in actuality it’s his own, and if he looked underneath he would see Halfy is something entirely his own and his, but for now the poor thing is just gonna have to deal with Shoto’s perception of her and the dragon looking muzzle over her beak.

Through out this AU key things would change and the Stain fight would go MUCH differently. The fight would be the catalyst for Todo to finally realize that the spirit is unique and the chains would come of! From there the two will grow together and figure out a new dynamic (it takes time)

Second drawing is a scene from said Stain fight, Halfy is very, very scary when she chooses to be and Shoto just realized that maybe she isn’t just some mixture of her parents, but maybe she’s a reflection of him.

Third sketch is the first time Halfy manifests to baby Todo, obviously after key events, at the time he was scared and alone, but desperate for control and Halfy provided that in the form of being “gatekeeper” for the power of his quirk

This changes as he grows older, and over time the chains appear because he hates his quirk more and more

Fourth drawing is shenanigans that happen in the dorm later on, Halfy is eager to use her powers after being shoved away for so long... Explosion is an enabler

1-A is in L O V E with Halfy, they don’t really meet her until the dorms, but LORDY THEY ALL LOVE HER

In the beginning she rarely manifests outside of Todoroki’s room, but as time goes on and he gets more comfortable she appears more and more

And she’s the complete opposite of Todo, when he lets her loose and truly lets her feel safe, she wants A L L the pets

If Todo is in the common room or studying she WILL walk around the room demanding pets from everyone... no one can resist her puppy eyes

and she purrs up a storm

Sometimes Todo can get comfy enough that he'll fall asleep right on top of her! 

Ochako spoils Half-n-Half rotten 

Iida gives the best pets 

Poor Izuku is almost always stuck under her because his lap is the comfiest 

Shoto doesn't know what to do b/c he doesn't have the heart to say No to those big puppy eyes

She's also very in tune with Todoroki’s emotions, but she's mostly reactive instead of proactive, like Explosion. She follows Shoto's lead 99% of the time, so she'll be distressed when he's sad or something, but she'll rarely do anything without his say so

Fifth drawing is the final design for Erasure, Aizawa’s spirit! They have the mixture of traits from multiple creatures: tail, ears and fur from a Jaguar (plus claws and toe beans on hands), and feet from a Capybara

This bean is actually one of the older spirits at UA, born from Aizawa’s time in 2-A (if you know, you know. if you don’t, spoilers for Vigilantes and Manga)

They are Agender and very... very tired, they wrangle all the other spirits at UA

Sixth drawing is just a silly comic exploring Erasure’s more... feline traits and Aizawa’s reaction to them (you don’t see them often)

Seventh drawing is one of the rare peaceful moments at UA with all the spirits, when Erasure actually managed to wrangle them all and sleep. (ft. beta design for halfy, Explosion fluff form, and a sneaky lil’ Rewind!)

Eighth drawing is Explosion and Bakugou! Explosion is a pomeranian (I couldn’t pass it up I’m sorry) with a collar that has a grenade on it.

Explosion manifests during Bakugou’s time at Kamino ward 

This sketch would take later on as Bakugou becomes more comfortable with acknowledging that something bad happened to him and maybe he wouldn’t talk as much with Aizawa or his therapist (YES HE GETS THERAPY) but he does vent and rave to his built in fluff ball that he can snuggle w/o fear because Nitroglycerine is DEADLY to people.

He keeps Explosion’s existence on the down low, but from time to time he’ll let Explosion manifest fully and chill with him on the couch in the dorms or something.

but don’t acknowledge the fluff ball or Bakugou will literally explode your face

The rest of 1-A slowly learn about Explosion over time, first Aizawa, the Kirishima and the rest of the Bakusquad, then Deku and from there the others just slowly learn about him from word of mouth of catching glimpses of him with Bakugou!

Explosion doesn’t like to handled or touched by anyone that isn’t Bakugou, but he still likes it when Bakugou hangs out with the others and will sit in his lap when it’s a chill night and the Bakusquad or 1-A is  just hanging out

Explosion is very in tune with Katsuki’s emotions and will work independently to help to express them

Helping Bakugou calm down by letting him pet him

Or yipping and barking when he’s happy

Sitting on top of his homework if he’s up to late

cuddling if Bakubou has a nightmare

among many other things!

Ninth drawing is more of the beginning of their relationship, Bakugou doesn’t want to acknowledge what happened to him, but Exlposion is there and he really can’t ignore the fluff ball forever

Tenth drawing is the special part about Explosion HE CAN BECOME A BUFF BOI FOR BAKUGO TO RIDE

Explosion is a bit of an anxious dog and he RARELY does it, but in a pinch Explosion will manifest for the sake of helping civilians or getting Katsuki from one place to the other if he's grounded 

So the fluff ball only manifests in battle to YEET both himself and Katsuki OUT of battle

He can fly... and also jump up and blast people in the face

Eleventh drawing is Shinsou’s spirit Brainwash! An agender classic greek siren! Feathery, powerful and feral as shit.

They love Shinsou and they are not afraid to show it

They also rarely speak and communicates through grunts or chirps 

they have a LOT of feathers

Twelfth drawing is to show Brainwash is about three steps away from mass murder... Shinsou is a tired boy who is honestly #done with the villain comments and Brainwash’s constant need for murder.

And that’s all folks, thanks for reading and sorry it took so long, enjoy!- Spectra

#bnha #bnha todoroki #bnha aizawa #bnha bakugou #bnha shinsou #bnha quirkspirit!AU

[titovgro]

Hi! This is Michael from hopedaemon. I was super curious how you and Amynta settled as a black panther, if you don’t mind my asking!

Hi there Michael, thanks for the question, we are glad to answer! (And are also glad to finally informally meet another dæmian.) But Aramyntas and I settled on the form in the more classical “Pullman Symbolic Approach”. We did a lot of self meditating, introspection, and we took a few looks at the various aspects of my personalities.

I took the more classical approach to the form finding because of my personality which is a lot of “by the books”, kind of personality. Of course not everyone has to do this, but it’s just how I took my approach.

First we looked at a specific side of my being. My more introverted side, which I haven’t necessarily “grown out of”, but more have just been able to navigate away from. It is still there obviously, one can’t just decide to pick up and be an extrovert, but we found that I am very much an Introverted-extrovert, in that I draw and recharge my energy from being alone, but I can still be out and about in a profession (like healthcare as a nurse assistant) where I can openly be around people.

So we took a look at my more introverted side, being that it is a side of myself that I keep to myself for when I’m home and need to recharge, and we realized that we would need a form that is somewhat reclusive.

We also noticed that a big part of my attitudes are very “regal”, much in the same way that I like to be “by the books” in a lot of things, such as my prior example of the Pullman method, but I also like to be by the books in my work while at the hospital, and even in my own mannerisms. Of course I cut loose and have my fun, but my drawback to who I have always been as a person is very much like a by the books kind of person.

So in general I took these two traits of my my fallback personality, being reclusive and regal and realized that these traits were Aramyntas. I also was able to differentiate that the forefront of my personality is very much a social butterfly, and quick to make decisions and an impulsive kind of person, and so I was able to see the lines where I ended and Aramyntas started to begin. We realized that all through my life she was the more passive one urging cation, soothing me when I cried, reminding me of the rules, or even just being my ferocious courage when I needed it the most.

So before I get to how we landed on a Black Panther (melanated Jaguar), I’ll definitely say that we “tried on” a few forms. We realized that these forms were completely separate from a dæmon’s form, and this was somewhat of a hard pill to swallow for myself. But what I had tried to envision as Amy’s form was symbolically different from say, a spirit animal/guide or even a Harry Potter patronus. We went through several forms such as a lioness, a horse, we even sometimes played with the ideas of a swan. But none of these fit, and it all felt wrong and in the end she reminded me stick to the basics of my personality traits, and even to just narrow down (because omg there are just way too many animals out there to choose from), we narrowed down animals from where I would have come from in HDM.

So with reclusiveness, and a regal attitude, we also took a look at my heritage, because I figured that if I were to be in “Lyra’s world” of His Dark Materials, Amynta would most likely take the form of an animal from where I’m from (or in this case my dad is from). My dad is from Central America, and so we took a look at animals that matched my descriptions, and it was funny because Amy’s form was always there staring me in the face!

Short story Segway, but when I was little I had wanted to get a plush from the “Rainforest Café”, which is a restaurant that is in our local mall here in south Florida. Basically it has animatronics and lights and steam and the ambiance of a rainforest but in a dining experience. And I remember that I wanted this one animal plush in particular. And, looking back, there she was! That was Aramyntas the whole time! I didn’t know it, but my dæmon, even when I was young and, even she probably had no idea what for that she’d take, was with me in my room the whole time. My dæmon, a black panther.

The jaguar is native to Central America, and so I figured that because my father is from Central America, and that black panthers are reclusive, as well as them being regraded culturally as noble as well as them being the biggest of the “big cat breeds” in Central America, Aramyntas and I took one look at that plush, did a little research on the difference between Jaguars and the African Leopards. And there you have it, one Black Panther dæmon.

When it comes to Aramyntas’ gender, we felt that almost immediately. We read that in HDM that there was a man that had a same sex dæmon, but that Pullman never explained why this happened. So I tried to make Amy masculine in nature in my head, but she rejected that rather quickly, even as formless as she was early on. We thought about a genderless feel, but she was rather persistent on her gender early on, and when the dæmon knows what they want then they know what they want. Like, she is my soul, but separate from me, and even then has a voice of her own, and boy did she use it to tell me what she wanted.

When it comes to her name, it is Aramyntas in the full form, and short form being Amynta or even Amy if I’m feeling particularly lazy.

Interestingly enough, we found out her name earlier on before we found her form. We both looked at all of the dæmons in HDM, and we did a bit of study on their names, meanings, and etymology. We read that dæmons are named by their human-parents’ dæmons, to which we then had to consider what my parents’ dæmons would have named her.

As we both looked for her name, we “tried on” different sounding names, some even including the feminine version of my own, and we even tried the name of what my parents would have named me if I had been female, “Ana”. We liked Ana for a while, and it stuck maybe for a few months but other it soon wore thin, and she didn’t feel like it was working for us.

So we took to searching again, and we noticed that that there was honestly no consistency between the names of the dæmons in HDM besides that they were very extraordinary in terms that they were uncommon and aren’t heard of all the time in conversation. For example, some names were in completely different languages, and none seemed to solely come from one human’s native country over another. So we kept that in the back of our minds as we searched.

But when it comes to names, there’s honestly no easier way than to go to baby-naming-websites. I had found this out when I was looking up names for some books that I myself am writing, so I perused a few of these that I like personally. These can generate random names for you sometimes, and other times you can search specifically by gender, in different languages, or by country of origin.

So we just looked up girl names in all languages, and lightly browsed from A to Z, seeing which names stuck in our minds and wiring them down as we went. “Amynta” is actually a name in-of-itself, and we tried going with just that for a while, which felt the most comfortable out of all the rest. So we did more research on the name, and we found that there were variations of the same name. We saw the long form - Aramyntas, and it clicked for us. That was her. We held onto Amynta as a nickname of sorts, and then let it devolve into Amy (Ah-mee) as time went on. As for the meaning behind Aramyntas, and why we went with it, it is English in origin, and it means “Defender” just like a Lioness. We looked back in all of our soul searching and we realized that growing up Amy, as much as she was one to warn me to be cautious, to hold my tongue, or to follow the rules; she was also the one to light the fire under my butt when things were unfair or if I needed to be protected in someway or the other.

#daemons #daemon #daemonism #dæmons #dæmon au #dæmonism #dæmon #hdm #hdm spoilers #hdm hbo #bbc hdm #type: his dark materials au #his dark materials #the golden compass #the subtle knife #the amber spyglass #jaguar #black jaguar #black panther #Aramyntas #Amynta

[the-dragon-central]

Hey everyone, @astrid-foreverythingelse here! So this drabble is actually for a request we received on our AO3 account (hence no ask to answer) but we still wanted to be able to share it with you in case it was something you guys were interested in.  Hope you enjoy!

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Modern AU Hiccup and Astrid take Zephyr and Nuffink to the Berk Wildlife Rehabilitation Center and Sanctuary for "Bring Your Kid To Work Day". They introduce them to their most well-known inhabitants; Toothless, a black jaguar and Luna, an albino leopard, Stormfly, a Newfoundland white wolf/Florida black wolf hybrid, Hookfang, a tigon (a hybrid born from a tiger and a lioness), Meatlug, a Syrian Brown Bear, Barf and Belch, a two-headed King cobra, Cloudjumper, a great gray owl, (Strix nebulosa lapponica), Skullcrusher, a northern white rhino, Grump, a Bornean sun bear, Windshear, an Iberian lynx, and Sharpshot, a vervet monkey and the sanctuary's mascot.

I absolutely loved the challenge this prompt was so thank you so much for submitting it, and I hope its at least somewhat like what you had in mind! It's quite a long one so it's coming in at least 3 parts. Enjoy, Parts 2 and 3 to come soon!

Wild Life

“Alright, now do we remember all the rules?”  Astrid looked down at her two children vibrating in place with excitement.

Her husband chuckled behind her.  “I don’t think they’re listening anymore.”

“This isn’t funny, Hiccup.  Some of these animals can be very dangerous.”

“I’m aware, but we aren’t seeing those animals today.”

“Guys, I’m serious.  Animals aren’t always predictable, especially when they’re hurt like these animals are, so we have to be careful today.  Understood?”

The children nodded fervently, bouncing in place.  Astrid sighed, knowing it was a losing battle, and simply opened the door to the Berk Wildlife Rehabilitation Center and Sanctuary, gesturing her children into the large welcoming center.  Light poured in from the glass ceiling as the children spun slowly in awe, soaking up every bit of information their little brains could handle.

Suddenly, a Vervet monkey jumped down from his perch above the door and onto Hiccup’s shoulder.  He scratched the monkey’s cheek as the kids ran over to meet him.

“Daddy, is that Sharpshot?” Zephyr asked excitedly.

“Yes it is!  Our first resident and very own mascot!” Hiccup confirmed, kneeling down so the kids could get a better look.  “We found him when he was just a little baby. We think he was abandoned because he had two broken legs and a broken arm.  He might have fallen from a tree and his parents couldn’t find him.”

“That’s sad,” Nuffink said, puckering his lower lip as he reached out to the little monkey.  His forlorn expression didn’t last long, though, as Sharpshot immediately ran down Hiccup’s arm and onto Nuffink’s shoulder.

“It is sad,” Astrid jumped in, “But since we’ve had him for almost as long as he’s been alive, he loves being around humans.  He’s very quiet and gentle, so that’s why he’s our mascot.”

Hiccup stood up as Nuffink and Zephyr played with Sharpshot, jokingly bumping into his wife.  “Still think they won’t want to join the family business?” Hiccup smirked.

Astrid rolled her eyes and smiled.  “I never said they wouldn’t. They have far too much of you in them.”

“Oh, sure,” Hiccup added sarcastically.  “Alright, heathens, do you want to meet more animals or is this little guy all you wanted to see?”

“MORE!” the children screamed in unison.

“Then let’s get moving!”

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Astrid and Hiccup couldn’t get enough of the wide-eyed wonder rolling off of their children in the backseat of the doorless Jeep as they drove to check on the first two animals, Sharpshot jumping between Nuffink and Zephyr’s laps and Hiccup and Astrid’s shoulders.  Astrid tried yet again to warn the children of the wild nature of these animals and how they weren’t all necessarily as playful as Sharpshot, but the warning seemed to fall on deaf ears. She knew they were listening from their distant nods, but they were also much more intrigued by the rehabilitation center flying by around them.

“Hey there, Snotlout!” Hiccup said, pulling up to the first fenced-in area.

Snotlout spun around at the sound of his name, eyes falling on the Haddocks.  “Hey Hiccup, Astrid,” he said, walking up to lean against the fence. “I should’ve known you’d be the ones to actually take part in Bring Your Kids To Work Day.”

“Hi Snotlout!” Nuffink cried from the backseat.

“Hey, Nuff!  Have you ever seen a tigon before?”

“What’s a tigon?” Zephyr asked.

Snotlout didn’t answer; he only smiled and turned his back. He took a deep breath and bellowed, “Hookfang!  Lunch time!”

Zephyr and Nuffink looked around curiously as Hiccup and Astrid smiled at each other.  The air was still, disturbed only by a gentle breeze rustling the leaves in the nearby trees.

Suddenly, a roar broke through the calm as a big cat bounded out of the tall grass towards the unconcerned Snotlout within the enclosure.  Zephyr and Nuffink screamed as the man was tackled by the animal.

Astrid laughed.  “It’s okay! Look!”

The fearful, wide-eyed pair frantically looked back to see the animal simply licking Snotlout’s face.  He laughed as he playfully pushed the big cat off of him. “Alright, alright, come on, Hookie, get off!”

Snotlout wiped off his face as he stood and looked back to the kids.  “Zephyr, Nuffink, meet Hookfang the Tigon.”

This time they truly paid attention to the big cat now rubbing his head against Snotlout’s stomach.  He wasn’t very large as compared to a lion or other “big cats” of the wild, but he was quite muscular.  His belly was covered in white fur and the rest of his body orange, with faint black stripes peppered across his back.

Well, most of his back.

“What happened to him?”  Zephyr asked quietly, eyes fixed on the large patches of exposed skin.

Snotlout pursed his lips.  “Well, do you know where tigons are from?”

Nuffink jumped up, eager to answer the question, but stopped when he couldn’t think of one.

Zephyr pondered for a moment.  “Um...”

“Exactly,” Snotlout interrupted.  “They’re not an animal that happens naturally in the wild.  Tigers and lions don’t live on the same continent. So tigons and ligers, you can only find them in captivity.”

“Oh,” Zephyr said.

“This guy,” Snotlout continued, scratching behind Hookfang’s ears, “had another owner.  This guy was an exotic animal enthusiast. He had all kinds of animals on this big property hidden back in some woods, and not all of them legal.”  He paused for a moment to reach for the lid of a cooler. “Back, Hookfang!”

The tigon obeyed, turning his back and walking away towards the tall grass.  Snotlout pulled out a large steak of meat and hurled it towards Hookfang, who lunged at and grabbed the meat before disappearing back into the grass.

Snotlout walked back to the fence, continuing his story.  “There was a big fire, no one is really sure how it started.  They think it might have been something in the barn that caught, but by the time anyone found it, the entire property was up in flames.  Including the enclosures. Most of the animals had died by the time anyone got back to the property, and the owner, too. The few that did survive the fire ended up dying because their burns were so bad.  Hookfang was the only one that made it.”

Zephyr gasped quietly, and Hiccup turned around to see tears in not only her eyes, but Nuffink’s as well.  Even Sharpshot was sitting solemnly still in Zephyr’s lap.

“It took a lot of surgeries and skin grafts and medicine, but Hookfang pulled through.  And his skin is strong and healthy now. He won’t be able to grow fur back in the places where the worst burns were, but he doesn’t seem to mind.  We can’t release him into the wild because he’s never lived in the wild before, so he’ll live here for the rest of his life unless we can find somewhere better for him.”  Snotlout smiled at Zephyr’s sigh of relief. “He’s really happy here, I promise.”

“Alright, we’ve got a lot more animals to see,” Astrid interjected.  “Thank you, Snotlout.”

“Thank you!” the kids said in unison.

Snotlout saluted the family as they took off towards the next healing animal.

~~~~~

“Is that a polar bear?!” Zephyr cried.

“Not quite, Zeph,” Fishlegs corrected.  “She’s actually a Syrian Brown Bear; see how she’s more of a gray color and has some darker brown patches on her back?  She’s a lot smaller than a polar bear would be, too. Her name is Meatlug. Go on! Go up to the enclosure and meet her!”

Nuffink’s eyes grew wide and sparkly.  “Really?!”

“Sure!” Fishlegs encouraged.  “She’s and older bear, but she’s very playful.  She fell down a cliff when she was young and suffered some brain damage.  Physically, she’s one of our healthiest residents. Mentally, she’s still just a cub.”

“Is that why she’s still here?” Zephyr asked, running up to the enclosure.

“Yepp.  At first we were afraid she just wouldn’t grow, but she did.  Now we’re just worried that she’s too young mentally to defend herself.”  Meatlug curiously watched the children bouncing excitedly on the opposite side of the fence as Fishlegs made his way inside the enclosure.  “Come here, girl, it’s okay!”

Meatlug slowly approached Fishlegs, eyes on the children.  When she was about three feet away from her caretaker, she froze and tilted her head.

“What is it, girl?” Fishlegs asked.  “Don’t tell me you’re going to be shy now!”

Meatlug turned to Fishlegs and sniffed his direction.  She paused for a moment before standing up on her hind legs, tongue hanging out of her mouth, and bouncing over to him.  Fishlegs laughed delightedly as he embraced her and scratched her neck.

“Come on, you silly bear!” he said, leading her over to fence where the children patiently stood.

Back in the Jeep, Hiccup sat with an arm around Astrid and his other hand scratching Sharpshot’s head.  Astrid laid her head on Hiccup’s shoulder as they watched their children playing with the bear, both convinced the pair will end up in veterinarian school when they grow older.

Suddenly, they heard talons on the roof of the Jeep, making the three of them jump.

“Cloudjumper?” Astrid wondered aloud, jumping out of the Jeep.  Hiccup did the same, pulling Sharpshot up on his shoulder.

Sure enough, the Great Gray Owl was perched on roof.

“That’s odd,” Astrid mused.  “He only ever perches up there when we aren’t in it.”

“Unless-”

“Hoo-hoo!  Hoo-hoo!”

Astrid and Hiccup shared a worried look.  Hiccup spun around. “Zephyr! Nuffink! Come on, we need to go!”

“Aw, but Dad!” Nuffink started.  “Can’t we just-”

“Now, guys!”

Zephyr and Nuffink heard the worried urgency in their father’s voice now as they saw their parents scramble into the Jeep.  They ran back as they watched the owl take off and fly down the road. The two were barely in their seats before Hiccup took off after the owl.

“Who’s that?”  Zephyr asked.

“Cloudjumper,” Astrid explained.  “He’s actually not a resident here anymore, he just sort of hangs around.  He had a broken wing that we fixed a while back, but after we released him, he managed to find his way here again.  We can’t really get him to leave.”

“So why are we following him?” Nuffink asked.

“Well, we figured out after a while of him being back that he doesn’t interact much with the animals.  He just sort of... Hangs back, and watches. He never makes a sound, never bothers anyone. But if any of our animals are in trouble, he finds a staff member and pretty much harasses them until they follow.  It’s the only time he approaches any other animal or human, and the only time he ever makes a sound.”

“Awesome,” Nuffink whispered.

“That’s one way to put it,” Astrid agreed, smiling back at her son.

“Who’s in trouble?” Zephyr asked.

“By the looks of the path were taking, probably Windshear,” Astrid thought aloud.

“Isn’t Heather here today?  I thought she went out to see her this morning,” Hiccup said.

“Maybe she needs help,” Astrid offered.

“Who’s Windshear?” Zephyr asked.

“She’s a young Iberian lynx.  After she left her mother, she wasn’t able to thrive.  Since lynxes are endangered, we took her in, in the hopes that we’d be able to release her back.  She hasn’t really taken to anyone except Heather, though.”

“Which is what worries me,” Hiccup added.  “If Heather can’t wrangle her in, I don’t think anyone can.”

Cloudjumper did in fact lead them to Windshear’s enclosure, confirmed when the owl landed on a tree within it.  “Stay here, guys,” Hiccup ordered his children as he and Astrid stepped out of the Jeep. Nuffink and Zephyr nervously watched as their parents carefully entered the enclosure.

“Windshear!” Astrid called.  “Heather?”

“Everybody alright in here?” Hiccup asked.

No response was given, making Hiccup and Astrid more nervous.

“Do you think we should drive through and look for them?”  Hiccup quietly asked Astrid.

“I don’t know.  We don’t have doors on the Jeep, I don’t want her to jump out and grab the kids.”

“I don’t either, but these enclosures are huge.  We can’t exactly walk it and look for them.”

Astrid gave her husband a displeased look; she was not looking for his sarcasm right now.  “Maybe we should just walkie Control, they’ll know where Heather is. If she’s here, we’ll send for someone to help her.  If not-”

“WINDSHEAR, NO!”

At the sound of Heather’s voice, much closer than either of them expected it to be, Hiccup immediately took off.  Astrid spun around to the kids and cried, “Stay in the Jeep, do not go anywhere, we’ll be right back!”  She sprinted after Hiccup before they could respond.

They burst through a line of shrubs and found Heather standing off with the lynx.  She spun around for only a moment to see who it was that entered the clearing. “Astrid, Hiccup, stay back!  I’ve got this!”

Astrid took in the sight of Windshear, ready to pounce.  “Are you sure?” she asked warily.

“Yes!”

“What can we do?” Hiccup asked, ignoring her words.

“Get back behind the shrubs!  I don’t want her to feel like we’re ganging up on her, she’s just scared.”

Hiccup and Astrid hesitantly obeyed, slowly backing into the shrubs to watch in case Heather needed help.

“Hey, Windshear,” Heather cooed.  “It’s alright, girl, it’s just me.  You’re okay...”

Hiccup and Astrid held their breath as Heather slowly approached Windshear.  She may still be smaller than she should be from her low weight, but that only made her more vicious.  Her ears twitched slightly at Heather’s soothing voice, prompting Heather to continue. “That’s right, it’s just me, girl.  I just want to get a good look at you, make sure you’re okay.”

Windshear relaxed her stance slightly, laying on the ground as she watched Heather.

“That’s my good girl, Windshear.  Come here, it’s okay.” Heather slowly lowered herself to the ground now, sitting in the grass and giving Windshear the chance to close the distance.

Windshear didn’t move for a moment, carefully watching Heather’s every move.  Heather remained perfectly still, holding an outstretched hand in her direction.  Eventually, Windshear slowly slinked towards Heather, sniffing the air and listening intently.  Astrid grabbed Hiccup’s arm as the lynx slowly leaned in to sniff Heather’s fingers, desperately praying that she wouldn’t take a bite.

But instead, Windshear licked Heather’s fingers and rubbed her head against her hand, stepping into Heather’s lap and curling up comfortably.

Hiccup and Astrid both breathed a sigh of relief, catching Windshear’s attention.

Heather chuckled.  “It’s okay, girl, they won’t hurt you,” she said, petting the lynx’s head.

Hiccup and Astrid slowly stood.  “Are you alright?” Hiccup asked.

“Yeah, we’re all good now,” Heather said with a smile.  “I can take it from here. Thanks, guys.” Windshear stiffened as Hiccup and Astrid straightened, lazer eyes locked on the pair.  Heather’s smile faded as she observed her defensive stance over Heather. “Though I will politely ask you to slowly get out so she doesn’t freak out again.”

#modern au #hiccup #astrid #nuffink #zephyr #drabble requests #finished-prompts #wild life #the-dragon-central

[hotcocoandmarshmallows]

Griffins were not my idea the whole gang vs Katherine and Davey finding out

Ships: None

Word count: 238

Warnings: None

Notes: BABIES

To be entirely fair, the griffins were not Race, Albert, Specs or Elmer's idea. They were Jack's, but he was too busy with the snow leopard/snowy owl griffin kit that he didn't notice Kathrine and Davey staring.

Jojo, sweet boy that he was, tried to defend them all. "They were all alone! They were such small little things, we couldn't not care for them!"

Race chimed in. "We already named them so you can't kick them out!" He said it like the fact the three griffins were named made them impervious to being booted out.

Davey spluttered for a few seconds. "What- I- Those are heavily restricted magical creatures!" He said, voice strained. "If you keep one without a license you get sent to prison as a felon!"

Kathrine nodded. "And it's for a good reason! They eat anything! Even people!"

Elmer held up a cute little black one which seemed to be magpie/black jaguar. "Is this the face of a murderer?" The kit had just eaten a mouse.

Davey looked about ready to swoon and pass out cold. Kath reluctantly picked one of the kits up. "I don't really know where we can put them…"

"With me!" 10 people said at once, and consequently a struggle broke out where Smalls, Jack and Elmer came out on top. They call scooped up a cub to call their own while the others grumbled.

Davey actually feinted then.

#newsies #fantasy fics #fanfic #writing #jack's writing

[rebellect-writes]

[SIZE=1][b]Name:[/b] Jess. [b]Age:[/b] 22. [b]How did this happen?:[/b] He needed an updated application.

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[b]Name:[/b] Tegan Jonathon Frost [b]Nicknames & Aliases:[/b] [LIST] [*] Alias/Fake ID: Tegan Summers. [*] Nicknames: Tee, Teg, Frost, Frosty. [/LIST][b]Age:[/b] 31 [b]Date of Birth:[/b] 24/01/1981. [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Sexual Orientation:[/b] Bisexual; but happily taken by a guy. [b]Occupation:[/b] RPIT Detective Inspector.

[b]Animal Species:[/b] African Leopard. [b]Animal Description: [/b] [IMG]http://i672.photobucket.com/albums/vv90/bloodwillout/app%20pics/teganapplication2.png[/IMG] [i]Weight:[/i] 155lbs [i]Length:[/i] 9' from nose to tail tip. [i]Height:[/i] 30 inches at the shoulders. [i]Coat:[/i] Creamy tanned yellow with dark rosettes. [b]Do you have a hybrid/alpha form?:[/b] [URL=http://i672.photobucket.com/albums/vv90/bloodwillout/app%20pics/wereleopard_by_koutanagamori-d32f28a.jpg]Indeed he does.[/URL][LIST]Tegan stands at a rough seven foot tall in this form and weighs in at a hefty 320lbs.  From head to foot he’s covered in tawny gold fur with black spots, has a tail, paws instead of hands and feet and while he may appear more feline than human in this form, but he’s more than capable of speech. [/LIST][b]Rank:[/b] Nimir Raj. [b]How long has your character been a lycanthrope?:[/b] 10 years and 7 months. [b]Mind set:[/b] Dominant. [b]Power level:[/b] Alpha. [b]Powers:[/b][LIST] [*] Hybrid form. [*] Healing through touch. [*] Force/Prevent shift in both leopards and jaguars. [*] Resist a vampire’s direct gaze. (480 and under). [*] Can shield his beast and appear human. [/LIST] [b]Face Claim:[/b] Shane West [b]Description:[/b] [IMG]http://i672.photobucket.com/albums/vv90/bloodwillout/app%20pics/teganapplication.png[/IMG] [i]Height:[/i] 6’0. [i]Weight:[/i] 165lbs. [i]Eyes:[/i] Hazel green. [i]Hair:[/i] Light brown. [i]Build:[/i] Average, athletic. [i]Visible marks:[/i] Tee’s back is pretty clawed up from when he was attacked and infected, from shoulders to the small of his back he looks like he’s been whipped. He has a torn bite scar on his side just over right his hip. He has a black panther tattoo on his left shoulder and on his right shoulder, Tee has a large fleur-de-lis. Over his heart he has "Satori". [i]Style:[/i] Generally Tegan likes to leave an impression on people, so he generally wears a suit to work. However when he’s kicking around the house he’s more than happy to wear casual things like jeans and t-shirt.

[b]Special Skills:[/b] [LIST] [*] Knows a little Russian and Spanish, just enough to get him by and is currently learning Italian. [*] Good under the hood of a car; his baby is proof. [*] Moderately proficient with firearms. [*] Knows basic hand to hand/close combat skills. [/LIST][b]Personality:[/b] [LIST]Compared to his twin brother, Oliver, Tegan is the calmer and more rational of the Frost brothers despite being fairly rough around the edges. He may be a little unorthodox at times depending on the situation at the time – especially when conventional methods don’t work in his favour - but that doesn’t make him a bad person, he just doesn’t like to mess around when it comes to some things such as work, leadership responsibilities and his family life. Outside of those three aspects of his life, Tegan’s pretty chilled out and the type of person that will always try and be there for someone else no matter the cost to him. Of course that’s not to say that he won’t think things through either before or after. He is the type to hang out and have a few beers after work with his friends, shoot hoops at the park on his time off if he isn’t tied up with something else.

He’s loyal. Even if someone betrays him, Tegan will likely keep an eye on that someone. He may not be that willing to throw himself in the line of fire, but he’d be there. While he may not be that trusting from the start of a relationship, Tee goes to some extreme measures to work on trust between him and the other person – or persons - involved. He may, at times, keep some things to his chest such as choices and decisions regarding the Pard or work, and derail the conversation should they come up before he’s ready to talk about them. It just means that he’s thought things through. He may not show it at times, but he does care about the people close to him; and in his mates case, he cares a great deal but what he says go without question. His very family orientated in his own way. Tegan was raised that idle hands could always be put to work elsewhere, and that manners were important on top of always being there for kin.

Tegan is anti-vampire for the most part. But that isn’t to say that he’ll go out of his way to cause trouble for any vampire that crosses his path. He’d just rather prefer that they leave him and his pard alone, but since life isn’t that fair, and he knows for experience that most vampires take what they want, he’s personally remained remarkably cautious about the species as a whole. He doesn’t really mind when someone in his pard has connections to a vampire (though he’ll growl about it if he sees something he doesn’t like), he won’t micromanage the pard that way, all he asks that those with vampire affiliations take their business elsewhere as he won’t put up with a vampire in his house or in his face. He’ll try and be civil with a vampire, he really will, but the bad experiences with the vampires have kept him at odd when it comes to them.

His personal preferences are damned when it comes to his work. It doesn’t matter if he’s dealing with a human, a shifter, vampire or something all else altogether, he likes to keep things as professional as possible even if he’s out of his element. Tegan’s not exactly a work-a-holic - Ok, well he is, but he wouldn’t call himself that – but he does at some times overwork himself and just keep going until he drops or gets told to take a break. His feelings on the other supernatural differ depending on what he’s drawn into. If it’s personal, that’s fine with him, he’ll roll with the punches but if someone or something thought that dragging his Pard into their issues was going to be fun, Tegan would fight tooth and nail to get them out of it. [/LIST][b]Likes:[/b]  [LIST] [*] Working out. [*] Playing the guitar. [*] A decent cup of coffee. [*] Keeping busy with work. [*] Working on his car when he’s stressed. [*] Having some fun with friends. [*] Having a drink after work. [*] Closing a case. [*] Movie nights in. [*] Climbing as a cat. [/LIST][b]Dislikes:[/b][LIST] [*] Vampires. [*] Chick flicks. [*] An unsolved case. [*] Inner Pard fighting. [*] When he’s put on the spot. [*] When someone lies to his face. [*] People that make him repeat himself. [*] His twin brother when he’s being an ass. [*] When people eye his car for the 'oh cool' buzz. [*] People that think he's a push over and try to be a leader. [/LIST][b]Strengths:[/b] [LIST] [*] Twin empathy. [*] He actually listens to people. [*] Very protective of the Pard. [*] Standard alpha strengths. [*] Shielding his beast, he barely notices when he shields now. [/LIST][b]Weaknesses:[/b][LIST] [*] Can't resist a vampire’s call or gaze (the latter 400+ years.) [*] Twin empathy can be a pain in his ass. [*] His 1966 Impala SS Sport Coupe! He’s poured a lot of time into his baby. [*] Can have a bit of a hot head at times. [*] Possessive of his mate. [/LIST][b]History:[/b] [LIST]Thirty one years ago in Bucklin, Missouri USA, Tegan J. Frost was brought kicking and screaming into the world seconds before his twin brother did. His father, James was delighted and so was his mother, Dawn Frost. However things didn’t go so well. Within minutes of both boys being brought into the world, Oliver died and was spirited away by one of the nurses on call during the delivery. It was a sad state of affairs, and both parents were devastated, Dawn more so than her husband because little did Mrs Frost know, her other son was alive and in the hands of her husband’s mistress and bit on the side. News of Oliver’s ‘death’ was a dramatic blow to the family and people close to the newly wed Frosts once they returned home with their surviving boy to start their new life.

Life for Tegan was pretty simple and family orientated while he was growing up. Despite the fact that it was his mother that was the role model in his life because his father was almost constantly away due to work and would only be home a few months at any one time. When he was home, however, Tegan always tried to stay clear of his father because the elder Frost believed that a good old fashioned beating would toughen any boy up to be a man. He took his licks when they came to him; which was generally when his mom wasn’t around or when he’d done something really bad that a talking to didn’t seem to cover. Respect was one of the things that James Frost demanded, and while Tee may have respected his old man, in the same breath he couldn’t stand him either.

Throughout school, even though Tegan had his ups and downs for various reasons, he tried to make his parents proud. It wasn’t until he was seventeen that Tegan was given something that took his mind off the typical teenage issues that plagued everyone that age; a girlfriend, school grades and peer pressure. On a trip home, his father gave him the keys to the old car in the garage that he’d never been able to give the attention it needed. It was a wreck, but Tegan saw the potential right away and over the next year and a half he put his heart and soul into fixing the machine up while his friends wandered their own way assuming that he thought that he was better than them. It was around about this time that he really sat down to think about what he was going to do with his life.

He could’ve gone into the army like his father, or he could’ve done countless other things like settle down with a wife like his mom hinted at, however Tegan decided that he would rather go into law enforcement. It was something that he hadn’t decided on a whim, and the evening that he’d decided to tell his parents, his life changed when his mom turned around and told him that his father had passed on. It was shocking, and it numbed Tegan to the point he didn’t speak to anyone – not his mother, his girlfriend or even the guy at the corner store - until the day of the funeral almost a week after he’d gotten the news. It was during the service that things took a dramatic turn once more. Half way through, a punk rocker rolled up like he owned the world. It could’ve been handled easily if it had been anyone else, expect the guy looked exactly like Tegan.

He introduced himself as “Ollie”, James' son.  

His dad wasn’t even in the ground twenty minutes before a fight between the boys broke out and they were only separated when Dawn got in between them and forced them to back off. Tee was mortified at what he’d done and Ollie was fuming that Dawn had got between them, but Dawn didn’t leave it at that. She chewed on both her boys before Ollie stormed off in one direction and Tee in the other. Tegan didn’t go home for two days after the funeral and revelation that his twin brother was alive, he was a mess emotionally and pushed everyone away when they tried to get close. He’d lost his father, gained a brother that he’d always been told was dead, his mom had no answers she really wanted to give him and even his girlfriend at the time wanted him as far away from her as possible for the scene at the funeral. He may have been a mess, but he did return home after a few days when he’d had a chance to calm down. The day he came home, he and his mom had a bit of a talk that had been long overdue.  His mom told him how things had been strained with her and James’s marriage but she never dreamt that it would affect him. Then when he hesitantly broached the topic about Oliver, all he was given a phone number – somehow she’d managed to snag that before Ollie had left – before she changed the topic. He could see that it still hurt her, so Tegan left his mother to it and went about his own business.

In retrospect, he probably should have told Dawn that he was moving out and applying to the force. She probably would have been fine with it if he had been staying local where they could still keep in touch daily, however when she found out that he was moving to San Francisco, Dawn flipped! She tried everything that she could but nothing seemed to faze Tegan who was only a few months shy of his nineteenth birthday. The move itself was relatively pain free, and as scary as the prospect of beginning his own life away from anything familiar was, Tee pushed on as best that he could. It wasn’t until a three months after his twentieth birthday that he decided, well and truly, that the SFPD was the right occupation for him and applied to join the force. The tests and exams almost made him change his mind half way through the process; his time at the academy however flew by with very little memorable moments, and within half a year he was a fully-fledged cop.

Things didn’t really change for Tegan until mid-June, two thousand and two. On a call out with his partner in the downtown area – Pacific Heights if you want the exact location -, both officers were lead to believe that the disturbance were just bored kids. In fact there was money riding on the fact that they’d find some kids hunkered down in a court yard making weird noises to spook the residents who just happened to be around at the time. What the two officers found was something a little bit more than a couple of kids playing pranks. Caught in an alley way, mid transformation was a leopard shifter that attacked first and asked questions never. Perry died within minutes as the panicked and enraged monster charged them and swatted him into a wall, snapping his neck. Tee managed to get two shots off before the beast transformed fully into the nastiest looking feline he’d ever seen. Rather than attempting to run, Tee did the opposite and attempted to put the beast down. It didn’t work, and the exact details of the mauling were lost under the pain and finally, thankfully, unconsciousness.

Tegan woke up a week later in a secured hospital ward, having healed enough from the attack to be allowed visitors by his doctor. The visitor in question was the deputy chief of Field Operations and ultimately, Tegan’s superior officer. He explained what had happened as well as informing him about Perry’s passing and such. The daze that he’d listened in quickly vanished when the deputy chief brought up possible retirement. When Tegan panicked and asked why, he was told that no one wanted to work with a monster that could turn any moment and attack fellow officers. What was worse, outside of the early retirement, the FOB deputy chief then proceeded to berate him for not killing the leopard creature or helping to save his partner’s life. In the end, it was all too much for Tegan and he sank somewhat blissfully into unconsciousness once more as his doctor hustled the superior officer out of the room. Two weeks later, Tegan discharged himself from hospital against the wishes of his doctor. The first place he went was to work and as distraught as he was, Tegan kicked up enough of a fuss that he managed to wangle a meeting with the Deputy Chief. It may have cost him his position in the Metro division, but that didn’t bother him then. After a long and painful talk that seemed to take hours and perhaps because he could see Tee’s desperation over the idea of being kicked from the force, the DC brought up another option that Tegan could take instead of retirement. A transfer to the UK; more to the point a transfer to a new division that allowed supernaturals to work on the force, known as the Royal Preternatural Investigation Team. Seeing as it was Tegan’s only option outside of losing his job, he accepted and within the week he was on a plane to the UK with the assurance from the Deputy Chief that things would be sorted by the time he’d landed.

Unfortunately, things had been cut a little too close for comfort. With days of finding a new place to live and moving in, Tee’s first shift hit him like a tonne of bricks. When he came around, he found that his flat had been torn apart, but that wasn’t what freaked him out the most. What unnerved him, was the fact that he woke up to find a couple bustling around his apartment like they owned the place. They introduced themselves – after Tegan had demanded to know what the hell they were doing - as the Nimir Raj and Nimir Ra of Jackford and when confronted and told that Tegan had no idea exactly what a Nimir Raj or Ra was, the female shifted into the biggest snow leopard he’d seen in his life outside of a television show. The Raj – he introduced himself as Ross – explained that they’d found him in the woods just a few miles north of where Tegan lived, and rather than confront him there and then, had followed him back to the flat. Personally, Tegan was fine with that and thanked them, however Emma – the Ra – chose that moment to pipe in after she’d shifted back, and demand to know when Tegan would’ve sought them out as Rogues weren’t welcome in Jackford and if he didn’t join the Pard, then they would have no choice but to force him out of the city or kill him. Put on the spot with all of this news and knowing deep down that he was severely out matched in every way, Tegan did the sanest thing he could, and asked if he could join the Pard figuring that it was the lesser of two evils and that there wasn't much else that could really happen to him.

Being part of the Pard didn’t affect his job that much and he tended to stay away from the brewing troubles between the clan’s alphas. It wasn’t until the summer of two thousand and four however, that things changed drastically for them all. Ross and Emma had made a bargain with one of the local vampires that could call leopards. In exchange for the resources that the master vampire could give them, the Nimir Raj and Ra handed over their Clan to be used as however “Andrei” felt fit. This sparked an inter clan war between the alphas, and while they were fighting, the vampire turned his attention to the weaker werecats in the clan, and over the space of a few months, Tegan was being used as a walking, talking, blood bag just like many of the other Pard were as the little “rebellion” was crushed.

New arrivals came and old clan members left almost constantly, it seemed. However, one spunky new member to the clan caught Tegan’s attention. Sera was an omega like himself, and it didn’t take her attitude long to provoke an alpha that had a habit of picking on the weaker cats to make him feel bigger. Rather than see her punished for something unbelievably stupid like he had done over the year that she’d been in the group, Tegan got between them which surprised him and everyone else involved since he’d never gotten involved in any trouble or issues within the Pard, choosing to keep a distance from most things unless he was dragged into it. The stronger lycanthrope made his displeasure known and kicked the proverbial spots off Tegan’s hide before finally going on his own way, but not before leaving Tegan with some scars that he couldn’t get rid of afterwards. It was the beating that made something in Tegan click into place, and rather than stand back and let things carry on they were, he took action.

Rather than continue to view things from the side, Tegan pushed himself on and trained harder just like Sera did. He worked his way through the power structure when things between the Pard leaders and the vampires fell apart, and when he finally reached alpha status after eight years of nonsense, Tegan challenged Ross for leadership. Ross indulged him, figuring that it would be easy to break Tegan’s new found backbone and that ego was his downfall. Tegan ended up tearing out Ross’s throat during their fight, and despite the wounds that he’d suffered, when the Ra came upon them, he turned on her too. Yet, when he had her where he wanted her, where he could end her, Tegan backed off and told her that if he ever saw her face again or caught her scent in Jackford that he would do the same to her as he had her mate. Emma was wise enough to see where she was beaten and bolted into the woods, and that was the last that Tegan – or anyone else from the Pard - ever saw of the Queen.

That was almost three years ago, when he took the throne of the Life Forger Pard, and Tegan’s continued to maintain the position and bring the Pard back together as it should be without being some kind of a tyrant, as well as maintain his job. He’s even managed to win the heart of his mate and that suits him. [/LIST][/SIZE]

[in-tua-deep]

your early rambling about natural-disaster-actually-a-teenager!five? amazing. i love it, so much. it's like taking some lethal big cat like a jaguar or a leopard or something equally as dangerous and full of prowess and turning it into a whiny kitten that just, screams. and five is absolutely that kitten, in this case. bless you

you’re RIGHT he’s like a baby jaguar in that he’s so adorable and you’re fully aware that even so tiny and cute could be very dangerous but your self preservation is overwritten by the part of your brain going

and even if he’s not dangerous now (which,, he still is tbh I mean he was trained from childhood to be a soldier and incapacitate/kill people far bigger and stronger than him) there’s that full awareness that with just a little time will become EVEN MORE lethal

#ask me #anonymous

[fatal-blow]

I....love drawing fae.  And redoing the old chart I did for the light fae was the PERFECT excuse to do a few full bodies, featuring from left to right: Ashe, Lowell, and Catkin (who’s a part of the other group).

Fae don’t have two sexes like humans (barring intersex) but three!  They’re a hermaphroditic race, so all three sexes can conceive or impregnate, just as long as the other fae isn’t the same sex.  And lemme tell you, it’s been a heckin’ blast playing with what this means for gender norms and culture.

They’re also real short like.  Boline average about 4′, freuline 3′4″, and smoltrine 4′5″.  ANYWAYS the rest is under the cut because whenever Esurience comes up, and especially the fae, I am incapable of shutting up.

So the three sexes are boline, smoltrine, and freuline.

Boline are the most common and can be born from any pairing, even pairs without a boline parent.  They’re naturally more muscular and energetic than the other two, but usually not as colourful.  They’re stereotyped as being kinda dim and brutish, and they’re pushed more towards jobs that involve physical labour, but Ashe wasn’t having any of that.  Their markings are stripes.

Clothing wise, you’ve got the usual pants and shoes.  Shirts aren’t much of a thing anywhere in Cress.  They always wear arm things around their biceps because it’s ~lewd~ to show your biceps if you’re a boline.  Tight jewelry is their thing too (presumably so it doesn’t get caught on stuff).  Normally boline don’t wear their pants as low as Ashe is there, but Ashe is a proud slut.  Gotta show off those hip bones.

Smoltrine are the largest!  Lowell is actually like WAY taller than average (they’re 5′3″ but that’s like the equivalent of a human meeting someone who’s 6′7″ or something).  They have wider hips too so that on top of their size means that fae widely agree that smolts are the best at baby having.  They’re always cool colours, with green being the most common and purple the most rare.  Their markings are neat-o swirlies that are fun to draw.

Clothing wise, smoltrine are the only fae that wear kinda shirts.  Not to keep warm but literally to frame their chests (breasts, which only form when they have children, are considered v attractive).  Honestly nothing about their clothes is for comfort it’s just to objectify and sexualize them, hence the thigh slits.  Fuck, smoltrine are literally encouraged not to wear underwear, and if they do to wear something that doesn’t show.  Other than that, they always keep their stomachs covered and wear lots of loose jewelry.

Freuline are the smallest, skinniest, and the rarest.  Freuline are only born if there’s a freuline parent involved, and even then there’s no guarantee.  They’re the most magical of the three sexes and quite eccentric.  They kinda run the show in Cress.  Uhh their anatomy can look a little janky sometimes too, like hands a little too large, big staring eyes, stuff like that.  Their colouring is always super bright and saturated, and they always have curly hair (no other sex has curly hair (those sometimes they get wavy hair and that’s like SUPER rare and attractive(looking at YOU Lowell))).  Their markings are rosettes, like leopards or jaguars.

Clothing wise, long gloves have become really popular recently.  Their pants tend to be looser and they’re like always wearing a ton of jewelry.  They don’t wear shoes!  Which is kind of a “fuck you I have enough magic that I can use that to protect my feet so I don’t need your silly commoner shoes.”  Yeah, freuline are...interesting.

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#esurience #esurience worldbuilding #ashe pallista #lowell pallista #catkin anthyllista #my art #light fae #as far as standards of beauty go #Ashe is WAY fucking hot #especially because purple is a rare colour #and Lowell is this weird mixture of REALLY attractive and really UNattractive traits #and Catkin is #well #you know #you don't know but you know