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Alcina Dimitrescu Masterlist

Posted: 1/18/24

Updated: 1/27/24

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Complete Masterlist Here!

Imagines

Alcina angst drabble

Alcina angst drabble: Why Cassandra thinks Y/N betrayed the Dimitrescu family

Poly!Mirancina comfort a grieving Y/N

Soft Alcina going for a walk with Y/N drabble

Sub!Alcina x Soft dom! Y/N

Y/N almost dies trying to save the DImitrescu sisters

Alcina gets pregnant by Y/N

Alcina gets pregnant by Y/N part 2

Headcanons

Alcina cheating head canons (But with a happy ending!)

What Y/N has RE8 characters listed as in their contacts

What RE8 characters have Y/N listed as in their contacts

Jealous Alcina head canons

Jealous Y/N head canons

How the Lords and Dimitrescu sisters would do on "America's Got Talent"

RE8 women react to Y/N grinding on them

What type of dog each RE8 character would be

RE8 women react to being tied up and Y/N using a strap-on

RE8 women with an S/O who died

RE8 women react to Y/N who has Snow White abilities

RE8 women react to Y/N who is usually gloomy but suddenly feels happy

RE8 women finding out Y/N smokes

RE8 women react to Y/N being gone for a week and coming back

RE8 women react to Y/N who has braces

RE8 women react to Y/N who lets out little squeaks/noises

Alcina takes care of Y/N who has depression

Alcina being clingy

RE8 women find out Y/N worked for B.S.A.A.

Y/N professing their love for the RE8 women in their sleep

Y/N struggles with saying "I love you"

RE8 women react to Y/N who has a deep voice and a personality change

Dimitrescu women react to Y/N sticking their finger in their mouths

RE8 women react to Y/N doing stupid stuff in their sleep

How each RE8 woman grooms her privates

RE8 women react to Y/N sending them nudes

What the RE8 women's biggest insecurities are

Each RE8 woman's go-to Starbuck's order

Y/N going from friends-with-benefits to lovers with the RE8 women

RE8 women react to Y/N shaving off all their hair

How the RE8 women react to Y/N rimming them

RE8 women react to Y/N being obsessed with Squishmallows

RE8 women react to Y/N wanting to put their face in their titties

Incorrect Quotes

Y/N doing Jackass type stunts

Y/N teaching Moreau how to flirt

Y/N gets a new pet

Y/N calling Mother Miranda because Alcina isn't feeling well

Y/N's band plays at a music festival in the village

Y/N films a prank on Alcina

Y/N trying to tell Alcina they need to pee

Y/N makes a bet with Heisenberg

Alcina struggling to get into one of her dresses

Single mom Alcina AU

Single mom Alcina AU: Drabble #2

Alcina reading one of Alcina's teen/dating magazines

Y/N wakes up to Alcina gnawing on them

Y/N bugging Donna during her weekly tea with Alcina

Alcina being curious about Y/N's comic books and collectable figurines

Y/N convinces Alcina to sing a song at an open mic night

Y/N pretending to be a dog and playing with the Dimitrescu sisters

Alcina asking Y/N to get her a glass of wine

Alcina’s sleepover with Y/N, Miranda, and Donna

Alcina's sleepover with Y/N, Miranda, and Donna part 2

Alcina being dramatic at Y/N

Y/N busts through the castle doors

Y/N Alcina and Heisenberg get locked in a room together

Lovable idiot Y/N defending Alcina

RE8 characters go to Las Vegas

Y/N getting drunk and flirting with Alcina

Y/N drinks a personality-changing potion

Alcina drinks a personality-changing potion

Y/N drinks a potion that gives them a deep voice

Y/N hears "Material Girl" for the first time

Y/N brings home a grizzly bear

Alcina and Y/N swap bodies for a day

Alcina being good at Mario Kart

Some dude flirts with Alcina... Y/N cracks his skull

Y/N and Alcina adopt a toddler from the village

Y/N doing romantic gestures for Alcina

Y/N sitting at breakfast with the Dimitrescu ladies

Y/N gets a tattoo of Alcina's name on their arm

Alcina reading Sherlock Holmes to Y/N because she wants to expose them to ✨culture✨

Y/N wakes up next to Alcina for the first time

Miranda and Alcina arguing who has the better spouse... They're all married to each other

How to get fucking murdered by every Dimitrescu family member in less than 20 seconds

Gif Reactions

Y/N's reaction to being called dumb by RE8 characters

RE8 characters reacting to Y/N playing a face-melting guitar solo

RE8 characters react to Y/N booping their nose

RE8 women react to Y/N singing "We Don't Talk About Bruno" from Encanto

Y/N asking the RE8 women to marry them

How screwed you are if you piss off the RE8 women

RE8 women react to fire noodle challenge

RE8 women x Y/N who is a woman magnet

RE8 women react to Y/N bringing home an ugly dog

Y/N giving the RE8 women a lap dance

RE8 women react to a virtual assistant (Like Alexa)

The four Lords riding the pirate ship ride for the first time

RE8 characters find out Y/N has ADHD

#masterlist #alcina dimitrescu

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itslikepullingteeth · 1 month

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okay gonna make a list of the animals that inspire the appearance of each of the ghouls (starting with current band ghouls because i have been a fan for a year and a half so my grasp on the older ghouls is tenuous at best lol) in my head. they aren’t exactly 1:1 of these animals; it’s more so bits and pieces i mix to make their image.

each element in my head corresponds to specific families of animals. ghouls are humanoid, but very much not human in my hc. very predator coded (i am in love with every author who writes murder ghouls, you guys get me)

fire- reptiles, serpents, very dragon-like (cliche, sue me), these ghouls are all wicked sharp claws and fangs. they may have a laidback, leisurely air about them majority of the time, but they are ruthless hunters. capable of remaining preternaturally still until their prey comes into range, then striking quicker than the blink of an eye. some fire ghouls are capable of producing venom

earth- ungulates (especially bovine, deer, goats), large wildcats, most commonly hooved though some may have paws. thick, heavy fangs, vicious claws. these ghouls are excellent persistence hunters, they may not strike as fast as fire, but their stamina is unmatched and they never lose a scent- they will chase you down until you physically can no longer run

water- fish, marine mammals, amphibians, aquatic reptiles. these ghouls have many very sharp fangs, and their claws are barbed/serrated to keep their prey pinned while they tear out chunks with their razor sharp teeth. sleek and lean, these ghouls are made for speed, land or water. the serration is universal, whether the ghoul is more fresh- or saltwater aligned

air- birds, especially raptors and corvids, bats, insects. basically any creature capable of flight. these ghouls rely more on their claws/talons than their fangs- but don’t underestimate their bite! air ghouls can be the most aggressive of all elements. they are frighteningly light footed, you’ll never hear them coming. they can move effortlessly from treetop to treetop, rafter to rafter, dropping down like an angel of death onto their prey. air ghouls also have little care for if their prey is dispatched or not before they begin eating, they will simply dig in as you thrash and scream, pinned by their talons

quintessence- hardest to pin down, due to the unknowable nature of dark matter/quintessence they can appear with the most variation in characteristics. most commonly they’ll have ursine, canine, or feline features. quints are the most prolific hunters of ghoulkind. while many of them can end their prey with a thought, they often draw out the hunt, relishing in the fear. quints will stalk from the shadows. you’ll never know they’re coming until it’s too late. they play with your mind, slowly feeding into your fear. it’s like when horror movies use extremely low frequency sounds; you can’t hear them but you feel it- that creeping sense of dread that gets bigger and bigger the closer the killer gets, until suddenly you’re panicking and you can’t breathe and oh my god did that shadow just move? and-

mountain: red deer, lion/mountain lion, goat

rain: shark, alligator, axolotl

dew: blue-tongued skink, horned viper

swiss: (hc as a multi, every element) texas longhorn, jaguar, griffon vulture

phantom/aeon: (he’s an earth/quint hybrid to me!) jacob sheep ram, alexander archipelago wolf, vampire bat

aurora: (i hc her as an air/water hybrid) loon, jewel beetle

cumulus: barn owl, bumble bee

cirrus: raven, yellow jacket

sunny: red-tailed hawk, bearded dragon, fire ant

aether: grizzly bear, i love the idea of aeth having tusks but there’s no specific animal i feel like i draw that from it’s a hc i’ve poached lol

#the band ghost #nameless ghouls #mountain ghoul #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #ghost headcanons #wow this is the closest to actual writing i’ve ever gotten lol #this was a fun thought exercise! for some of them it was instant and i just knew #some of them i had to research a bit and really mull over the feel/appearance they have in my head #this is the closest i’ve gotten to anything substantial about my ghouls

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whatdoyoumeanitsnotcanon · 1 year

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JUST BABY GURL GHOSTLY THINGS, PART II.

Remember those ugly-ass grizzly bear slippers you got him as a gag gift? Well, jokes on you, babe, because he'll absolutely wear them in the house. And will stare anybody down who comments on them. Fuck you, Soap. Now get a matching pair so he doesn't look crazy by himself.

Doing your makeup better than you do your own makeup. What the fuck? ("Comes with the job." "What job? All you do is put face paint around your eyes." "Exactly." "....")

Being lowkey amused when Shadow and Blondie prevent you from kissing him. Goes double when you get out of bed and they take your spot next to him. Shadow can and will put her paw on your face if you get too close to his. You can practically see the bastard laughing with his eyes.

The almost inaudible sigh of exasperation when every time you hug him, your hands always manage to clutch his ass. ALWAYS. NEVER HIS WAIST, GODDAMNIT. ("Didn't know my waist was so low." "Mmm, me neither. ♥️")

Staring down folks staring at him when you take Blondie out for one of his daily walks. You're also watching folks watch him when y'all walk Blondie. What, they've never seen a big scary guy walk his cute ass dog before? Is that it? ...Or maybe, just maybe, it's the fucking sling you bought to carry Shadow in so she won't feel left out. ("Why would she feel left out? She's a cat." "Yeah, but you know how much she likes to be around you! It'll break her little heart if we didn't bring her along.") They didn't have the color you wanted so it's pink. It's fucking pink. ("Nice bag you got there, Lt." "Can it, Soap.")

Him sometimes giving you a snarky remark when you give him a compliment. Easier to take away from the fact that his cheeks are burning. ("You know, you have really nice eyelashes." "Good genes." "Uh, "thank you" maybe, Simon?" "I just said that." "You asshole.")

It's hard for him to fall asleep. In the event that he does, it's hard for him to stay asleep. You find out the reason why he's such a cuddle bug at night is that it helps him sleep as best he can. Helps keep the nightmares at bay a good portion of the time, too.

The blank, unimpressed stare he gave when he caught you doing your best Ghost impression with the rest of the 141 as your audience. ("What?" "At least get my voice right." "What the hell? Your voice sounds like you swallowed gravel your whole life, how the hell am I supposed to do that? "You'll make it work.")

Introducing him to, I don't know, the Sims. Against his will. Because of reasons (you think it'll help him de-stress). You play together and holy shit, he's actually good at it. Too bad you never really cared to hone your Sims' cooking skills. All that hard work went in a blaze. Damn. Simon stares, you giggle nervously, and the Grim Reaper is vibing amidst the destruction.

Texting him throughout the day (because why not?) and getting mad when he doesn't answer the way you want him to. For example: "Ayy, gorgeous, you got a band-aid 'cause I scraped my knee when I fell for you. ❤️ " "At least you didn't break anything." "Simon, what the fuck?"

#simon 'ghost' riley #simon 'ghost' riley x reader #call of duty modern warfare 2 #ghost x reader #just ghostly things.#modern queue-fare.

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stillflight · 2 years

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I would like to offer this resource for therians, an extensive list of all of Sir David Attenborough’s nature documentaries that are available on soap2day, and a full list of what species* they each (notably, prominently) feature the natural behaviors of, separated by episode, and omitting species that were only shown dead, juvenile or being predated on. This took me a while (I have been working on it since Prehistoric Planet’s release) because I did in fact have to watch every single series in full in order to list all the species and the episodes are around 50 minutes long, but enjoy.

Long post ahead:

Most of these shows have closed captioning, which is why I’ve picked soap2day. Planet Earth is the only one that doesn’t. I did not include Dynasties and Dynasties II because each episode only features one species.

Thank you to Birch (@ambiguousmutt) for his help (he watched about half of the episodes) so I didn’t have to do it individually. Credit goes to him as well.

*Sometimes Attenborough doesn’t say the specific species and I was too busy trying to get through the episodes to identify it. In those cases I just put the most specific name I could.

Planet Earth

Episode one (From Pole to Pole): emperor penguin, polar bear, caribou, arctic grey wolf, Amur leopard, six-plumed bird-of-paradise, superb bird-of-paradise, great white shark, African elephant, African buffalo, lechwe, baboon, African wild dog

Episode two (Mountains): gelada, walia ibex, Ethiopian wolf, guanaco, cougar, grizzly bear, markhor, snow leopard, golden eagle, grey wolf, panda, golden snub-nosed monkey, red panda, demoiselle crane

Episode three (Fresh Water): giant salamander, grizzly bear, smooth-coated otter, Nile crocodile, dolphin fish, midge, Amazon river dolphin, dorado, piranha, spectacled caiman, crab-eating macaque, snow goose

Episode four (Caves): wrinkle-lipped free-tailed bat, cockroach, bat hawk, cave swiftlet, yellow-red rat snake, Texas blind salamander

Episode five (Deserts): Bactrian camel, dromedary camel, red kangaroo, fennec fox, guanaco, long-nosed bat, Nubian ibex, flat lizard, lion, African elephant, locust

Episode six (Ice Worlds): snow petrel, Antarctic petrel, south polar skua, humpback whale, emperor penguin, eider, muskox, arctic grey wolf, polar bear, little auk, arctic fox

Episode seven (Great Plains): Mongolian gazelle, red-billed quelea, wildebeest, snow goose, arctic fox, arctic grey wolf, bison, wild ass, Tibetan fox, pygmy hog, African elephant, lion, baboon

Episode eight (Jungles): magnificent bird-of-paradise, spider monkey, howler monkey, siamang gibbon, gliding tree frog, colugo, red crab spider, African elephant, chimpanzee

Episode nine (The Shallow Seas): humpback whale, multiple corals, banded sea krait, trevally, dugong, bottlenose dolphin, Socotra cormorant, salp, comb jelly, sea lion, dusky dolphin, sea urchin, sunflower starfish, short-tailed stingray, great white shark, king penguin, fur seal

Episode ten (Seasonal Forests): Eurasian lynx, moose, crossbill, wolverine, western capercaillie, pine marten, great grey owl, pudu, kodkod, mandarin duck, cicada, red deer, Amur leopard, tiger, mouse lemur

Episode eleven (Ocean Deep): whale shark, oceanic whitetip shark, common dolphin, Cory's shearwater, manta ray, sea spider, vampire squid, spider crab, unnamed deep sea eel, giant isopod, chambered nautilus, Pacific spotted dolphin, mola mola, frigatebird, sailfish, blue whale

Planet Earth II

Episode one (Islands): pygmy three-toed sloth, Komodo dragon, sifaka, marine iguana, Galapagos racer, Buller's albatross, fairy tern, Christmas Island red crab, yellow crazy ant, chinstrap penguin

Episode two (Mountains): Nubian ibex, red fox, golden eagle, grizzly bear, bobcat, flamingo, mountain viscacha rat, snow leopard

Episode three (Jungles): spider monkey, flying lizard, sword-billed hummingbird, river dolphin, jaguar, glass frog, paper wasp, click beetle, red bird of paradise, Wilson's bird of paradise, indri

Episode four (Deserts): lion, Harris's hawk, shrike, locust, sand grouse, pale chanting goshawk, feral mustang, golden mole, desert long-eared bat, darkling beetle, Namaqua chameleon

Episode five (Grasslands): saiga antelope, lion, harvest mouse, carmine bee-eater, Kori bustard, African elephant, serval, Jackson's widowbird, grasscutter ant, compass termite, giant anteater, bison, red fox, arctic grey wolf

Episode six (Cities): langur, peregrine falcon, leopard, European starling, great bowerbird, raccoon, rhesus macaque, spotted hyena, wels catfish

Our Planet

Episode one (One Planet): lesser flamingo, orchid bee, golden-collared manakin, red-capped manakin, blue manakin, cormorant, booby, common dolphin, shearwater, African wild dog, timber wolf

Episode two (Frozen Worlds): gentoo penguin, wandering albatross, narwhal, Pacific walrus, humpback whale, orca, leopard seal, polar bear

Episode three (Jungles): lowland gorilla, forest elephant, black sicklebill, twelve-wired bird-of-paradise, western parotia, mountain treeshrew, Philippine eagle, black spider monkey, leafcutter ant, Sumatra orangutan, velvet worm

Episode four (Coastal Seas): northern fur seal, compass jellyfish, giant trevally, mobula ray, Atlantic stingray, bottlenose dolphin, grey reef shark, whitetip reef shark, sea otter, California sheephead wrasse, Steller's sea lion, bald eagle, humpback whale, Guanay cormorant, Inca tern, Peruvian booby, South American sea lion

Episode five (From Deserts to Grasslands): Socotran cormorant, Arabian leopard, Arabian oryx, African elephant, cheetah, bison, Alcon blue butterfly, saiga, Przewalski's wild horse, tiger

Episode six (The High Seas): blue whale, spinner dolphin, mobula ray, oarfish, anglerfish, bristle worm, giant petrel, black-browed albatross, wandering albatross, bluefin tuna, sea lion, humpback whale

Episode seven (Fresh Water): Australian pelican, torrent duck, grizzly bear, manatee, giant mayfly, common kingfisher, osprey, jaguar, callipterus cichlid, Siamese fighting fish, hippopotamus, lion, African elephant, sandhill crane

Episode eight (Forests): Siberian tiger, bald eagle, rough-skinned newt, great hornbill, African elephant, African wild dog, fossa, gray mouse lemur

A Perfect Planet

Episode one (Volcano): lesser flamingo, marabou stork, Galápagos land iguana, vampire ground finch, Aldabra giant tortoise, North American river otter, coyote, Kamchatka brown bear, wildebeest

Episode two (The Sun): yellow-cheeked gibbon, fig wasp, arctic grey wolf, wood frog, garter snake, arctic fox, Saharan silver ant, golden snub-nosed monkey, sooty shearwater, humpback whales

Episode three (Weather): straw-colored fruit bat, fire ant, Amazonian giant river turtle, desert rain frog, Bactrian camel, Christmas Island red crab, carmine bee-eater, Nile crocodile, African fish eagle, hippopotamus

Episode four (Oceans): common dolphin, marine iguana, flightless cormorant, flamboyant cuttlefish, eider, bottlenose dolphin, lemon shark, manta ray, blacktip reef shark, trevally, rockhopper pengin, Eden's whale

Episode five (Humans): none

Life

Episode one (Challenges of Life): bottlenose dolphins, cheetah, panther chameleon, orca, brown-tufted capuchin, stalk-eyed fly, hippopotamus, Clark's grebe, giant Pacific octopus, strawberry poison-dart frog, leopard seal, orangutan

Episode two (Reptiles and Amphibians): pebble toad, caiman, basilisk, Brazilian pygmy gecko, panther chameleon, Namaqua chameleon, red-sided garter snake, collared iguana, hog-nosed snake, horned lizard, sea krait, African bullfrog, Komodo dragon

Episode three (Mammals): Weddell seal, elephant shrew, aye-aye, caribou, straw-colored fruit bat, lion, spotted hyena, polar bear, brown-nosed coati, meerkat, African elephant, humpback whale

Episode four (Fish): sailfish, flying fish, weedy sea dragon, convict fish, sarcastic fringehead, mudskipper, Hawaiian freshwater goby, hippopotamus, barbel, silvertip shark, clownfish, sea lion, ragged tooth shark, multiple snapper, whale shark

Episode five (Birds): spatuletail hummingbird, lammergeier, red-billed tropicbird, magnificent frigatebird, red knot, horseshoe crab, lesser flamingo, chinstrap penguin, great white pelican, Clark’s grebe, sage grouse, Vogelkop bowerbird

Episode six (Insects): Darwin’s beetle, unnamed damselfly, monarch butterfly, alkali fly, Wilson’s phalarope, oogpister beetle, mongoose, bombardier beetle, honey bee, black bear, Japanese red bug, Dawson’s bee, grass cutter ant

Episode seven (Hunters and Hunted): ibex, short-tailed stoat, brown bear, Ethiopian wolf, California ground squirrel, star-nosed mole, cheetah, red fox, greater bulldog bat, bottlenose dolphin, Bengal tiger, rattlesnake, orca

Episode eight (Creatures of the Deep): Pompeii worm, Humboldt squid, nemertean worm, moon jelly, fried egg jellyfish, spider crab, stingray, cuttlefish, giant Pacific octopus, sunflower sea star, king crab, cleaner shrimp

Episode nine (Plants): monarch butterfly, purple-throated carib hummingbird

Episode ten (Primates): Hamadryas baboon, Japanese macaque, lowland gorilla, spectral tarsier, phayre's leaf monkey, ring-tailed lemur, Sumatra orangutan, chacma baboon, white-faced capuchin, brown-tufted capuchin, western chimpanzee

Blue Planet II

Episode one (One Ocean): bottlenose dolphin, tuskfish, tern, giant trevally, mobula ray, false killer whale, Asian sheepshead wrasse, orca, humpback whale, walrus

Episode two (The Deep): sea toad, Venus’ flower basket, unnamed shrimp, ethereal snailfish, cock-eyed squid, pyrosome, barrel-eyed fish, unnamed siphonophore, yeti crab, Humboldt squid, fangtooth fish, sixgill shark, scabbardfish, zombie worm

Episode three (Coral Reefs): broadclub cuttlefish, coral grouper, day octopus, multiple corals, green turtle, bottlenose dolphin, manta ray, bobbit worm, saddleback clownfish, marbled grouper, grey reef shark

Episode four (Big Blue): spinner dolphin, yellowfin tuna, mobula ray, sailfish, sperm whale, sea turtle, blue shark, great white shark, multiple jellyfish, Portuguese man o' war, whale shark, wandering albatross, shortfin pilot whale

Episode five (Green Seas): Garibaldi, Australian giant cuttlefish, weedy seadragon, common octopus, pyjama shark, sea otter, tiger shark, smooth stingray, zebra mantis shrimp, common dolphin, humpback whale

Episode six (Coasts): Pacific leaping blenny, king penguin, southern elephant seal, Sally Lightfoot crab, Galápagos sea lion, ochre starfish, clingfish, chain moray eel, Atlantic puffin, arctic skua

Episode seven (Our Blue Planet): none

Prehistoric Planet

Episode one (Coasts): Tyrannosaurus rex, Tethydraco, Phosphatodraco, Tuarangisaurus, Mosasaurus hoffmannii, pycnodont fish, ammonites, Kaikaifilu

Episode two (Deserts): Dreadnoughtus, Tarbosaurus, Velociraptor, Mononykus, Barbaridactylus, Secernosaurus

Episode three (Freshwater): Velociraptor, Tyrannosaurus rex, Deinocheirus, Quetzalcoatlus, Masiakasaurus, Beelzebufo, elasmosaur

Episode four (Ice Worlds): dromaeosaur, hadrosaur, Ornithomimus, Olorotitan, troodontid, Antarctopelta, Pachyrhinosaurus, Nanuqsaurus

Episode five (Forests): Austroposeidon, Triceratops, Carnotaurus, Qianzhousaurus, Edmontosaurus, Atrociraptor, Anodontosaurus, Therizinosaurus, Telmatosaurus, Hatzegopteryx

The Hunt

Episode one (The Hardest Challenge): African leopard, African wild dog, Parson’s chameleon, nose-horned chameleon, African mantis, Darwin’s bark spider, Nile crocodile, Amur falcon, orca, cheetah

Episode two (Arctic): polar bear, arctic grey wolf, arctic fox, glaucous gull

Episode three (Forests): tiger, American marten, sparrow hawk, Portia spider, tarsier, harpy eagle, chimpanzee, army ant

Episode four (Oceans): blue whale, frigatebird, dorado, sargassum fish, spinner dolphin, Beroe ovata, Chiroteuthis, lionfish, black-browed albatross, sea lion, tuna, copper shark, common dolphin, Bryde's whale

Episode five (Plains): cheetah, caracal, honey badger, termite, bald eagle, lion, Ethiopian wolf, hotrod ant, spoor spider

Episode six (Coasts): bottlenose dolphin, algae octopus, sand bubbler crab, long-tailed macaque, marine otter, grizzly bear, grey wolf, peregrine falcon, orca, humpback whale

Episode seven (Conservation): none

Life In Colour

Episode one (Seeing In Color): Indian peafowl, mandrill, Costa’s hummingbird, magnificent bird-of-paradise, blue moon butterfly, fiddler crab, mantis shrimp, flamingo, poison dart frog

Episode two (Hiding In Color): Bengal tiger, langur, ptarmigan, crab spider, zebra, Cuban painted snail, blue-striped fangblenny, common waxbill, pin-tailed wydah, Augrabies flat lizard

Frozen Planet II

Episode one (Frozen Worlds): emperor penguin, orca, Pallas’s cat, Siberian tiger, grizzly bear, hooded seal, polar bear

Episode two (Frozen Ocean): polar bear, beluga, harp seal, skeleton shrimp, crested auklet, orca

Episode three (Frozen Peaks): high-casqued chameleon, japanese macaque, kea, andean flamingo, giant panda, golden eagle, andean mountain lion

Episode four (Frozen South): king penguin, Antipodean wandering albatross, blue whale, Weddell seal, chinstrap penguin, snow petrel, leopard seal, orca

Episode five (Frozen Lands): grey wolf, arctic fox, Amur leopard, Siberian tiger, painted turtl, Lapland bumblebee, snowy owl, caribou, grizzly bear

Episode six (Our Frozen Planet): none

Africa

Episode one (Kalahari): fork-tailed drongo, ostrich, black rhinoceros, Angolan giraffe, African leopard, armored ground cricket, spider wasp

Episode two (Savannah): Agama lizard, shoebill, bee-eaters and rollers, lesser flamingo, African elephant, crowned eagle, African fish eagle, martial eagle

Episode three (Congo): chimpanzee, central African rock python, Angola banana frog, African skimmer, rockfowl, African elephant

Episode four (Cape): emperor swallowtail, giant kingfish, African penguin, monkey beetle, springbok, yellow-billed kite, pied crow, ghost crab, vundu catfish, Nile crocodile, Bryde’s whale, great white shark, common dolphin

Episode five (Sahara): Grevy’s zebra, naked mole rat, barn swallow, Dromedary camel, dung beetle, crocodile, western yellow wagtail, Saharan silver ant

Episode six (The Future): none

#alterhuman #therian #resources

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hyperfixatedfandomer · 10 months

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Spider & déjà blue road trip headcannons

I already said I’m on a road trip so here you go 👀 might be heavily OOC bc I’m tired

When Spider found out that he’s getting dragged on a road trip with his bio dad, uncles and aunt, he was not excited. First of all, because they’re likely a bunch of uncool, overly strict marines and second because they’re grown ups 🙄 but custody is custody, so he has no choice.

Mansk had a van, so they use it to travel during this trip.

The kid had no idea what he was getting into, but neither did the déjà blu.

Quaritch

Goes full mother hem mode, prepares for any contingency. Has two first-aid kits, all sorts of camping equipment and even some hidden firearms (Spider doesn’t know about the latter and it’s best it stays that way)

Packed lunches and snacks for Spider!.

Drives the car and talks about sports, fishing and hunting with Lye who’s one seat behind. He later moves to sit next to him when blondie becomes way too hyperactive for him to handle.

Spider will be back though, because Eywa knows this man is ancient and needs help working through Google maps so the squad actually gets somewhere this weekend.

Yells at passengers in the backseats when they get too loud.

Shares an earbud with Spider at one point, to drown out the snores and listens to indie with him ☺️ doesn’t want to admit it, but thinks his son’s playlist is low-key a bomb. They sing the lyrics quietly while the others sleep.

(Pssst, the song they’re vibing to:

Spider

Is restless. He needs movement and sitting in a car is the exact opposite of that. Needless to say, keeping him occupied is quite difficult.

First several hours, he’s content to listen to music while looking out the window, drawing in his sketchbook or watching YouTube, but he’s itching to do something and the backseat seems much more fun, with loudly Z-dog and Lopez are talking.

Getting teased and firing back at them busies him some more, but he has to eventually come back to the front seat to argue with Miles about what roads to take and how to work the gps on his phone.

“See??? It’s saying that the road is closed!”

“Where the hell is it written!?”

“THERE! There’s an icon of some guy digging, that means road work ahead!”

“Well I sure damn how it does!”

“OH MY— DAD I SWEAR TO EYWA—”

Buys silly keychains and charms on every stop to add to an ever growing collection on his locker key, that he can then use to jingle as to further annoy the adults or get their attention.

Lyle

Provides Miles witch a company while he’s stuck trying to entertain Spider.

Proceeds to bore Spider to sleep by talking about fishing.

Takes over driving when Quaritch is too tired and has an hour long back and forth with the kid, exchanging sarcasm and making him cringe with his puns (yes, he’s the dad pun uncle, you can’t change my mind)

Pays for Spider’s keychains.

Zdog

Shares her row in the van with Lopez because they’re both high energy menaces.

Stole some of Spider’s snacks.

“Hey, hey, Spidey”

“Ugh what?”

“Ok so who do you think would win, a silverback gorilla OR a grizzly bear??”

She’s on the side of the bear, and Spider bands with her, arguing with Lopez for hours about which of the animals would kick the other’s ass.

Braids Spider’s hair when she gets bored and the kid ends up rocking Viking braids for the rest of their trip.

Lopez

Is on the side of the gorilla and borderline disowned the two he shares his seat with after hours of arguing and trying to prove to them that the monke is superior because it has a bigger brain and hands ☝️

“What the fuck is the monkey going to do to a grizzly???”

“It can use tools! Make itself a badass battle axe, like in Godzilla vs king-Kong!!”

Takes Spider’s snacks from Zdog and munches her stolen goods right in front of her.

Mansk

Mansk provided the transport, so he’s content to rest in the back of the car with Ja, who, together with him is the calmest out of the squad.

Mostly just stares out the window, listens to music or sleeps.

However, will absolutely grill whatever fish Lyle catches during the trip. He hasn’t brought grilling equipment for nothing!

Offered to sit in the middle row so he could dampen the chaos of Lopez, Z and Spidey but they declined. He’ll have to get better earplugs next time.

Ja/Alexander

The second mother hen of the group. Asked everyone a billion times if they packed everything they needed, and brought a med-kit of his own.

Is the one to disinfect Spider’s knees when he scrapes them while climbing rocks near the parking lot. He’s not a big talker, but has a softer vibe than Mansk.

Pampers Spider just a bit. Gives him his snacks when Z-dog steals them, offers him water and so on. The more subtle details that Quaritch or Spider himself may miss.

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In any event, here's a tasty interview excerpt:

Speaking of doing a lot of different records and working with a lot of amazing songwriters, I own a ton of the records that you've done over the years. One, in particular, I'd like to ask you about is Paul Simon's Graceland. I obsessed over that thing when I was young. Do you have any recollections of working on it?

Oh, I have plenty of recollections of working on that one. I don't know if you heard the stories, but it was not a pleasant deal for us. I mean he [Simon] quite literally — and in no way do I exaggerate when I say — he stole the songs from us.

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The interviewer's softball question leads to an extended rant that rolls on for over 1500 words. There's no clear way to verify Berlin's claims. But it's interesting to consider his characterization of Los Lobos' “collaboration” with Simon at a moment when the latter artist is being trumpeted as the latest hipster influence, like David Byrne and Gang of Four before him. It must be a heady moment for Simon. New York's much respected Brooklyn Academy of Music is feting him with a sold out month-long residency celebrating his post-Garfunkel career — a tribute fest that finds everyone from Byrne to Ladysmith Black Mambazo singing his songs, a residency whose final week — starting April 23rd — includes one of the top 10 ever most unlikely co-bills: Grizzly Bear, Gillian Welch, Josh Groban, and Olu Dara.

WTF, indeed.

After the jump, Steve Berlin's entire diatribe on Los Lobos' “collaboration” with Simon, including a rare dis of legendary former Warner Bros chief Lenny Waronker.

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Really…

Yeah. And you know, going into it, I had an enormous amount of respect for the guy. The early records were amazing, I loved his solo records, and I truly thought he was one of the greatest gifts to American music that there was.

At the time, we were high on the musical food chain. Paul had just come off One Trick Pony and was kind of floundering. People forget, before Graceland, he was viewed as a colossal failure. He was low. So when we were approached to do it, I was a way bigger fan than anybody else in the band. We got approached by Lenny Waronker and Mo Ostin who ran our record company [Warner Bros.], and this is the way these guys would talk – “It would mean a lot to the family if you guys would do this for us.” And we thought, “Ok well, it's for the family, so we'll do it.” It sounds so unbelievably naïve and ridiculous that that would be enough of a reason to go to the studio with him.

We go into the studio, and he had quite literally nothing. I mean, he had no ideas, no concepts, and said, “Well, let's just jam.” We said, “We don't really do that.” When we jam, we'll switch instruments. Dave will play drums, I'll play something. We don't really jam. Especially in that era. Louie will be the first to tell you this – he was made to play drums. They forced him to play drums. He's not really a drummer by trade. He's never practiced a moment in his life. Not once in his life did he sit down at the drums because of his love for drumming. The other three guys made him play drums in the early days, so he sort of became drummer by default. He hates playing the instrument, I think. Again, you should ask him, but I don't ever ever, ever get the sense that he was one of those dyed-in-the-wool, John Bonham, let's-play-drums-for-three-days-straight kind of guys. So consequently, as the core band was comprised then, we never jammed – never ever. Not by accident, not even at soundcheck. We would always just play a song.

So Paul was like, “Let's just jam,” and we're like, “Oh jeez. Well alright, let's see what we can do.” And it was not good because Louie wasn't comfortable. None of us were comfortable, it wasn't just Louie. It was like this very alien environment to us. Paul was a very strange guy. Paul's engineer was even stranger than Paul, and he just seemed to have no clue – no focus, no design, no real nothing. He had just done a few of the African songs that hadn't become songs yet. Those were literally jams. Or what the world came to know and I don't think really got exposed enough, is that those are actually songs by a lot of those artists that he just approved of. So that's kind of what he was doing. It was very patrician, material sort of viewpoint. Like, because I'm gonna put my stamp on it, they're now my songs. But that's literally how he approached this stuff.

I remember he played me the one he did by John Hart, and I know John Hart, the last song on the record. He goes, “Yeah, I did this in Louisiana with this zy decko guy.” And he kept saying it over and over. And I remember having to tell him, “Paul, it's pronounced zydeco. It's not zy decko, it's zydeco.” I mean that's how incredibly dilettante he was about this stuff. The guy was clueless.

Wow. You're kidding me?

Clue… less about what he was doing. He knew what he wanted to do, but it was not in any way like, “Here's my idea. Here's this great vision I have for this record, come with me.”

About two hours into it, the guys are like, “You gotta call Lenny right now. You gotta get us out of this. We can't do this. This is a joke. This is a waste of time.” And this was like two hours into the session that they wanted me to call Lenny. What am I going to tell Lenny? It was a favor to him. What am I going to say, “Paul's a fucking idiot?”

Somehow or other, we got through the day with nothing. I mean, literally, nothing. We would do stuff like try an idea out and run it around for 45 minutes, and Paul would go “Eh… I don't like it. Let's do something else.” And it was so frustrating. Even when we'd catch a glimpse of something that might turn into something, he would just lose interest. A kitten-and-the-string kinda thing.

So that's day one. We leave there and it's like, “Ok, we're done. We're never coming back.” I called Lenny and said it really wasn't very good. We really didn't get anything you could call a song or even close to a song. I don't think Paul likes us very much. And frankly, I don't think we like him very much. Can we just say, 'Thanks for the memories' and split?” And he was like, “Man, you gotta hang in there. Paul really does respect you. It's just the way he is. I'll talk to him.” And we were like, “Oh man, please Lenny. It's not working.” Meanwhile, we're not getting paid for this. There was no discussion like we're gonna cash in or anything like that. It was very labor-of-love.

Really…?

Yeah. Don't ask me why. God knows it would have made it a lot easier to be there.

And Lenny put you guys together thinking it would be a good match?

Well, “It would be good for the family.” That was it. So we go back in the second day wondering why we're there. It was ridiculous. I think David starts playing “The Myth of the Fingerprints,” or whatever he ended up calling it. That was one of our songs. That year, that was a song we started working on By Light of the Moon. So that was like an existing Lobos sketch of an idea that we had already started doing. I don't think there were any recordings of it, but we had messed around with it. We knew we were gonna do it. It was gonna turn into a song. Paul goes, “Hey, what's that?” We start playing what we have of it, and it is exactly what you hear on the record. So we're like, “Oh, ok. We'll share this song.”

Good way to get out of the studio, though…

Yeah. But it was very clear to us, at the moment, we're thinking he's doing one of our songs. It would be like if he did “Will the Wolf Survive?” Literally. A few months later, the record comes out and says “Words and Music by Paul Simon.” We were like, “What the fuck is this?”

We tried calling him, and we can't find him. Weeks go by and our managers can't find him. We finally track him down and ask him about our song, and he goes, “Sue me. See what happens.”

What?! Come on…

That's what he said. He said, “You don't like it? Sue me. You'll see what happens.” We were floored. We had no idea. The record comes out, and he's a big hit. Retroactively, he had to give songwriting credit to all the African guys he stole from that were working on it and everyone seemed to forget. But that's the kind of person he is. He's the world's biggest prick, basically.

So we go back to Lenny and say, “Hey listen, you stuck us in the studio with this fucking idiot for two days. We tried to get out of it, you made us stay in there, and then he steals our song?! What the hell?!” And Lenny's always a politician. He made us forget about it long enough that it went away. But to this day, I do not believe we have gotten paid for it. We certainly didn't get songwriting credit for it. And it remains an enormous bone that sticks in our craw. Had he even given us a millionth of what the song and the record became, I think we would have been – if nothing else – much richer, but much happier about the whole thing.

Have you guys seen him since then?

No. Never run into him. I'll tell you, if the guys ever did run into him, I wouldn't want to be him, that's for sure.

That's an amazing story. I can't believe I never heard it before.

We had every right and reason to sue him, and Lenny goes, “It's bad for the family.” When we told the story in that era, when this was going down, we were doing interviews and telling the truth. And Lenny goes, “Hey guys, I really need you to stop talking about it. It's bad for the family.”

Amazing. Talk about bad for the family.

I know. Again, it's just so incredible how naïve we were back then. You can't even imagine that era of music when you'd actually listen to your record company president who told you to shut up because “it's bad for the family.” Now, I'd tell him to go fuck himself.

#paul simon #super prick

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Throwing Good After Bad (Chapter 3)

Scully

Scully fiddles absentmindedly with the gold wedding band around her finger. Wind whips wildly at her hair and she shivers at the cold breeze coming off the ocean. Her boots shift awkwardly on the beach and she momentarily considers taking off her shoes just so she can feel the sand between her toes. It’s a familiar, comforting feeling, one she could use right about now.

They arrived at the island five hours ago by boat and ever since, she’s been trying to make sense of their place here. Joe and Mulder made quick work of divvying up duffel bags and suitcases between their two cabins while she and Lydia stood by watching their boat—and only transportation off the island—disappear into the rough surf.

While the sea breeze coming off the waves is refreshing, the campsite itself is eerie. A set of four cabins has been set up a few hundred feet from the beach, close enough that when she’s inside her cabin, she can still hear the surf. A thick forest has grown up around the campsite and although she isn’t afraid, she clings to her bear mace as she walks the path from the beach back to the cabins. Their boat captain warned them of the dangers of Black Sands Island—the grizzly bears are scary, he had said, but the people are scarier.

Who the hell would choose to vacation here?

A long gravel pathway connects her cabin to Mulder’s and she stares at his door for a long minute, wondering whether she should go make sure he’s playing nice with Lydia. On the boat ride over from Seattle, he wasn’t the least bit interested in making nice with his new wife. Rather, to her amusement, he had spent much of the voyage trying not to heave over the side of the boat. Instead of babysitting her partner, however, Scully decides to clomp back to her shared space with Joe. She should probably get to know him better, but she spent most of the boat ride worrying over Mulder's sick stomach.

Joe is quite nice, if not a little shy. He seems uncomfortable being in her personal space and she appreciates that he is aware of the awkwardness of their situation: practical strangers, forced to share a one-bedroom, one-bath cabin on a remote island.

Their cabin doesn’t boast even a couch, so she’s resigned herself to the fact that she’ll be bunking with Joe. Their bed is happily queen-sized, but even this is too small for her comfort level. As she walks towards the cabin, she’s thinking about the large recliner in the middle of the living room. She could probably get decent sleep on it.

She opens the door and yanks off her boots. Sand cascades off them and onto the doormat and she frowns. Even as a little girl, she hated the feeling of sand in between her bedsheets when she visited the beach with her family. She hopes Joe doesn’t plan on tracking sand all around the cabin.

“Doing some whale watching, Danielle?”

Mulder’s voice catches her off guard and she jumps. Sly as a fox, her partner is lounging deep in the recliner, his feet propped all the way up, a wicked grin on his face.

“Just getting a feel for the local flora and fauna, Floyd,” she responds with an eyeroll. She glances around and, not seeing Joe, quirks a questioning eyebrow at Mulder.

He shrugs. He’s not here, he mouths.

She walks up to him and balances on the arm of the chair.

“This place gives me the creeps,” she says under her breath. From the beach, she could really sense the remoteness of their situation. On the boat, they passed a few nearby islands but once she stood on the sand and looked out to sea, all she could see was more ocean.

Mulder tosses a few sunflower seeds in his mouth. “You think Kersh intentionally sent us out here to get murdered?”

Scully shakes her head. “I think he cares about Lydia and Joe too much for that.”

Mulder looks up at her. “Ah, but maybe they’re our killers. Better watch yourself tonight as you’re cuddled up in bed with pretty boy Joe, Agent Scully.”

That earns him a smack to the back of the head. “Shut up, Mulder.” She looks around again and glances at her watch. “Where is he? We’re all supposed to be present for the briefing in half an hour.”

Mulder shrugs carelessly, but behind his feigned nonchalance, she can tell he is on edge too. She shifts slightly and nudges for him to scoot over. He shifts over to make room for her and she shuffles into the open space in the large recliner.

“How are we supposed to find out anything about this Black Sands Community, Mulder?” she asks, closing her eyes. “I walked around the beach for almost an hour and didn’t see anything except wilderness.”

She feels his head shake. “Kersh sent us on a no-win mission, Scully. He just wanted to piss us off for a few days.”

She kicks his leg with her sock foot. “Are you not interested in the possibility of ritualistic sacrifices?”

Mulder taps her leg back. “You read the briefing, Scully. The evidence is slim-to-none. The folks who reported any knowledge of human sacrifices were crackpots. It’s all just the typical rumor and conspiracy you always see attached to a heavily protected, cloistered religious community.”

Scully opens her eyes in disbelief. “Did you and I switch bodies on the boat ride over here, Mulder?”

He grins toothily and cracks a seed between his teeth. She grabs a handful of seeds from his open palm and fiddles with them. “I’m just saying,” he says, “I wouldn’t put it past Kersh to dump us here for a few weeks, just to make us feel bad about ourselves and our place in the world.”

Scully worries her lip. “But then where do Joe and Lydia fit in?”

“They’re just here to ruin all our fun.”

Scully can’t help the feeling nagging at the back of her mind. “You’re wrong,” she murmurs quietly. “This isn’t just some pointless assignment intended to personally offend you, Mulder. There’s something going on on this island.”

Mulder twists his head and their gazes meet. Squished into the recliner together, their noses are just centimeters apart.

“I can feel it,” she breathes.

Mulder studies her for a long minute, his expression turning serious, and then he nods.

It’s dark outside by the time Joe returns to the cabin, Lydia striding in after him. Embarrassed by their proximity, Scully shoves Mulder off the recliner and greets the other agents with a smile.

“So, are we just waiting on him now?” Joe asks, glancing apprehensively at the door.

Everyone nods and Scully swallows.

Him.

Mulder glances around the room, his gaze full of authority. “Everyone remember your cover?”

Joe, Lydia, and Scully all nod. She spent the six-hour plane ride to Seattle poring over every detail of her character, Danielle Parsons.

They stand in silence for a long moment and Scully starts to suggest that they get to know each other better before he arrives. From the few moments she’s spent with Joe, she knows only a few details about him—that he’s a former fireman turned federal agent, with aspirations to serve as a congressman. She knows next-to-nothing about Lydia, except that the woman is good-looking, quiet, and doesn’t get seasick.

Before she can make her suggestion, however, there is a sharp rap at the door. Mulder shoots them all an expectant glance and Scully notices that everyone seems to stiffen slightly. Mulder gestures for them all to settle down before he strides to the door and opens it.

In the threshold stands a young man, his hair covered by a thick gray beanie, his lean, tall body dressed in jeans and a flannel shirt. He smiles openly at the four of them and Mulder motions for him to come inside.

“Hi, everyone,” the man says with a cheerful voice, “as you know from your travel agency booking, I’m Evan, and I’m going to be your guide for the next few days on the island.”

Everyone nods. As part of their briefing, Scully learned that Evan is the liaison between the Black Sands Community and the campsite. From what she understands, he is in charge of making sure they have food, water, and entertainment while they’re staying on the island. And making sure they don’t get too close to the Black Sands Community.

“Nice to meet you,” Mulder says, and as Evan enters the cabin, Scully rises to greet him.

“So,” Evan says, staring down at a clipboard in his hands. “I’ve got Jack and Danielle Parsons and Floyd and Lauren Merryweather.”

Joe immediately moves to Scully’s side and his large, warm arm wraps around her waist, drawing her in. Mulder’s eyes seem to travel with the movement and Scully watches in amusement as he briefly fixates on Joe's hand at her hip.

“I’m Jack, and this is my wife, Danielle,” Joe explains, extending a hand to Evan.

Mulder makes a half-hearted attempt at similar pleasantries, placing a hand near Lydia’s back and guiding her closer to Evan, where they introduce themselves as Floyd and Lauren.

Scully notes that Mulder can’t seem to decide how to interact with Lydia, and seems to think that hovering close to her—but just out of touching range—is how a husband treats a wife. She makes a mental note to pull him aside later and give him a tutorial on how to touch your significant other.

“So, you’re here on vacation, I see?” Evan says with another glance at the clipboard. Scully assumes from the briefing that Evan knows only the basics about the four of them—their names, home states (California), and travel dates. “Well, you’ve really come to the right place,” he explains excitedly, and by the gleeful look in his eye, Scully wonders if he’s confused Black Sands Island with Hawaii. “We’ve got sea kayaking, fishing, hunting, hiking, snorkeling, wildlife viewing. The island is regularly named one of the best places in the area to spot humpback whales. We even had a pod of orcas come through recently.”

“Lauren and I are big whale aficionados,” Mulder pipes up unconvincingly, and to her credit, Lydia nods eagerly.

“We’d be interested in getting out on the local hiking trails,” Scully adds. She’s eager to map out the island and find out where the Black Sands Community is located. At her side, Joe shifts and his hand slips slightly lower on her hip.

“Of course,” Evan says with a wide grin. “We can do all of that. If you like hiking, I’ve got a real treat for you tomorrow. But first, I want to fill you in on some ground rules. I’m sure you know you’ve been allowed to stay here at the generosity of our friends, the Black Sands Community. Now, the Black Sands is a very religious, very cloistered community, and that because of that, visitors can only access certain parts of the island.”

Scully cocks her head. “Are you not part of the community?” She had assumed from the briefing that their local guide would be involved with the group.

He shakes his head. “No,” he says with a too-friendly smile. “I’m from Vancouver, but I live here part-time running the local wildlife and sea kayaking tours.”

Mulder glances at her and she lifts her shoulders slightly in a shrug. It might be to their benefit to have an outsider’s perspective.

“Tomorrow,” Evan says, interrupting her train of thought, “we’ll be joined by Grace, a friend of mine who was born and raised in the Black Sands. She’s going to accompany us for a waterfall hike that I love to show visitors on their first day. It really showcases some of the best parts of the island, but to get there, we have to pass through some zoned-off areas. She’ll be there to help us navigate the protected bits.”

His eyes dart around the room, landing on each of them in turn. “I must emphasize, we are here because of the kindness of the Black Sands Community. It is imperative that we respect their authority over this island. This means that I kindly ask you to stay around the campsite when we’re not doing other activities. We’re mostly surrounded by jungle and sand, so there’s not a lot of exploring to do around here anyways.”

His eyes move to linger on her for a long minute and Scully starts to wonder if he saw her wandering around the property earlier.

“In that same vein,” Evan continues, his eyes moving on, “I’ll be checking in on you all in the mornings and evenings, just to make sure you have everything you need.”

Mulder’s eyes dart to hers and they exchange a knowing glance. In other words, I’ll be checking on your whereabouts constantly.

Evan’s lips stretch into a small smile. “So, friends! Any questions?”

#msr #msr fanfic #x files #mulder x scully #fox mulder #dana scully #the x files #x files fanfic #xfiles fanfic #txf

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alexanderlightweight · 10 months

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shifting scales

violence and cannibalism , shifter!au pre-canonish

Magnus stares at the large grizzly bear roaring in the middle of his club and seethes. It’s only out of courtesy for seelie and unseelie that Magnus allows those with angel blood to shift in his club.

It’s because of this that he has bouncers and wards that alert him the movement of nephil blood. Hardtail — while not belonging to Magnus — should have similar protections and Magnus is furious that it doesn’t.

Magic is hard to wield, to use against another’s shifted form, but Magnus is more than adept at it after years of battle. His talents are unneeded however when something drops from the railings and pipes of the ceiling.

It’s an anaconda, a muddied swamp color with brighter hints of vicious green and gold tangled through it’s scales. Magnus takes two steps back in admiration… and respect.

The anaconda targeted it’s prey with precision while striking from above and Magnus watches as dripping fangs tear through thick fur and muscle on the neck and, while it strikes, the bands of it’s body tighten.

The shifter-bear dies howling, caught in a half-shift as he’s pulverized internally and around them, people are fleeing and screaming. There are no mundanes in Hardtail and every single person there can see what is going on.

“Magnificently done.” Magnus allows and he steps forward to admire the way the anaconda unwraps itself from the corpse

There’s a moment of contemplation as cold, intelligent eyes watch Magnus in return. Then, in an act that Magnus has heard rumors of, but never witnessed, the nephilim shifter eats the one it’s slain.

“Hermano—” a young woman murmurs and she’s looking at the snake as it magically expands and swallows the bear down with a grimace. “Did it have to be a bear?”

“It’s not like I’m going to forget what my own sister looks like, Izzy.” A deep, dry voice says and Magnus blinks because where the snake was, is now a gorgeous man. He stretching, smirk on his mouth and two small fangs still peeking out. He rests his hand on his belly for a minute and Magnus reminds himself to tell Ragnor about this, because there is no sign that he’s just swallowed another person whole in this form.

“I’ve eaten plenty of bears and never made a mistake with you.”

“Yes I know, it’s why we don’t have any siblings.” Then she winces and she turns to Magnus, as if he’s the one she’s worried about. “Alec didn’t eat any of them! It’s just he ate Robert, so we couldn’t have anymore siblings once our sire was gone.”

There’s a moment where she pauses, clearly aware that she’s only making this worse for her brother, though Magnus is reluctantly charmed. Especially by the irritated scoff it earns her.

“Robert wouldn’t have been allowed that privilege anyway. If she didn’t kill him, mom would have at least castrated him.” The shadowhunter mutters, “and I didn’t eat him. Mom did, I just poisoned him first and you know why I did that.”

The girl scoffs and flips her hair, “I never said he didn’t deserve I. Just that you’re why we don’t have any more siblings.”

“Again, it wouldn’t have happened even if he’d lived and mom could have married again.”

He pauses, face in a grimace and he shifts, massive form writhing before he spits out several unlit, adamas blades. A moment later he’s back on his feet and picking up the weapons with a grimace.

“You think a single nephilim is going to marry her again? Everyone knows what happened to her last mate.”

“All they have to do is not cheat.” Is grumbled and there is a sigh before the shadowhunter tucks the weapons away into his jacket. Considering he just spit them up, Magnus is curious as to where he’s putting them now.

Magnus is entirely too charmed by this conversation.

Especially given it’s highly inappropriate setting and the fact that he’s just witnessed something the clave and no shadowhunter has never admitted to being real. Another way for the nephilim and clave to pretend they’re better than downworlders, that they don’t participate in ritual acts of cannibalism.

“It’s not like it’s hard. If they want more partners like you do, then they just talk about it. He’s lucky my venom worked faster than my muscles back then.” And then he flashes his fangs at her teasingly.

She growls back and moves a little further away, but she’s not scared, Magnus realizes. She’s just wary and he understands instantly that it’s her instincts. She just watched her brother eat something that she shares instincts with and with the scent of bear-fear in the air and all of him, she’s hesitant to go near.

Magnus has no such instincts warning him away and he strides closer, intrigued beyond anything he’s felt recently.

“I suppose you’re the ones who want a meeting with me.” Magnus says, eyes intrigued as he watches the shadowhunter curiously. His eyes are unglamoured and they meet eyes that flicker two eyelids in quick delight when their gaze meets.

“An unruned, unbloodied nephilim recently appeared in New York. The mundane neighborhood she lived in was burnt down, the fire started from her house and looks to be purposefully and magically set.”

“The fire went beyond the house?”

“The wards around the house weren’t being maintained properly, as if they were focused more on hiding than actually protecting.

Magnus curses under his breathe because his instructions to Dot were clear and this is unacceptable.

“We know that things are tense right now, that there is danger. We’d like to have a more formal meeting, in a place of your choice.” Alec — as his sister called him — still hasn’t introduced himself but neither has magnus. “The girl has connections to the Circle and possibly Valentine himself. Now that she’s under my authority, she has my protection but I will not protect traitors. I need to know if she’s lying, her mind’s been tampered with, or if anything else might be going on.”

“I certainly don’t mind taking time out of my busy schedule for something as interesting as that.” Magnus drawls, like this isn’t the chance to get an in with the Institute while hiding the depth of his own involvement and hopefully, that Ragnor is involved at all.

There’s a pause, and Magnus realize he’s still being watched and then Alec nods, turning with his sister to walk away.

“Alexander, you haven’t given me a time.” Magnus says, magic reaching out to caress the hunter’s shoulder and he turns, eyes bright and interested.

“Send me a fire message when you’re free.” Magnus is told with a smirk, “I’ll come as soon as you send it.”

Magnus stares as the two meld back into the crowd with a smirk, knowing that Alexander has offered to be at Magnus’ beck and call, rather than the other way around.

#lumine writes #shadowhunters #magnus bane #alec lightwood #malec #shifting scales vs #shifting scales

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thetragicallynerdy · 1 year

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to fight god

[ID: six images, each showing a pages of a comic drawn in rough pencil with minimal pencil crayon colour and hand-written text.

One - Text reads "How do you fight a god?" Below is art of two raised fists with red on the knuckles, beside text that reads "with my two bloodied fists, knuckles split to the bone." Underneath and close enough to nearly overlap is art of a person with long curly hair holding a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire resting on their shoulder. They are looking away from the viewer, and tears run down their cheeks. The baseball bat is cracked, and red blood coats one side and the shoulder of the person, where the barbed wire has cut into their shoulder. Text reads "With a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, already cracked down one side."

Two - Text reads "A flaming swords, stolen from an angel." The art shows a chubby person holding a broadsword in both hands, the blade pointed downwards. The sword has red flames around the edges. The person wears a simple sweater rolled up their forearms, and we only see their torso and hands holding the sword. Below is a picture of a hand holding a gun. There is a line of red on the finger that rests on the trigger. Text reads "A gun, my finger on the trigger."

Three - A person with long hair and multiple ear piercings shouts, their mouth open wide and faced scrunched up. Text reads "my words, my voice, my song, I will shout god down from the heavens." Red lines emphasize around the text as if the person is shouting it. Below is an image of a grizzly bear and a great white shark beside each other, both facing the same way with their mouths open in snarls or roars, as if fighting a common enemy. Text reads "with god's creatures, banded at my side."

Four - Text reads "the righteous thousands, furious at the betrayal of the god that wrought them." Art between the text shows six hands, raised together as if in a crowd of people. One hand holds a sword, another an axe, another a book, and another beads that look like potentially rosary beads. Two are raised in closed fists, and one with their palm open, as if in supplication. Swords and a book are visible in the background. The sword, the axe, the rosary beads, and the pages of the book all have red edges - the closed fists have red where the nails bite into their palms, and the open palm has red along the lines of the hand.

Five - Art shows a hand open with palm facing upwards. A single flame floats above it, coloured red. The background is a dark grey around the hand and flame. Text running down the forearm of the hand reads "my anger, because it's the only thing I have left."

Six - Art shows a single sprout of a green plant growing from the soil, with two new leaves, and the seed still attached. Text at the top and bottom reads "… hope. For what else could kill a god?" Hope is underlined in green, while kill and god are written/underlined in red.

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(Based on this poll I made, with some minor changes and rearrangement)

#art #poetry #fighting god #comic #accessible art #not even sure how to tag this one tbh

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pazzesco · 7 months

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~ Otoe Peace Pipe ~

Otoe Calumet Pipe

The lengthy stem a flattened oval in cross-section, mostly covered in fine plaited vegetal-dyed quillwork, worked with abstract buffalo prints on top, zigzag bands on the reverse, cloth wrapping holds red-dyed horsehair tufts in the center and at the mouth, the T-form bowl with raised panel inlaid in lead to depict a galloping horse, lattice work about the chimney. Length 39 3/4in

the Otoe were among the first tribes to hold council with Lewis and Clark. For the Otoe the calumet, from the French word chalumet, meaning reed or flute, was a profoundly sacred object. These pipes were used in a variety of ceremonies including peace and war, but more often for peace giving them the "peace pipe" name.

Painting of an Otoe Tribal Leader by Marrianne Millar

This Otoe man wears two important pieces of ceremonial clothing, distinctive among the Western Great Lakes cultures, the otter skin turban & the grizzly bear claw necklace.

Otter was used for the turban not only for the beauty of its fur, but also for philosophical reasons. The Otoe observed that this charismatic creature occupied itself both in water & on land, & therefore deemed it to be a liaison between aquatic & land beings.

The grizzly bear claw necklace was an ornament that represented high esteem & accomplishment for senior men of the Otoe tribe. Otoe men used only four claws from each forepaw of the grizzly, so that four grizzly bears, at least, contributed to the over 30 claws used for this necklace. Only specialists, those individuals who owned the ancestral right, could make bear claw necklaces. If a man wanted one, he would have to assemble all the materials along with a substantial display of gifts, such as a wagon & a team of horses, and give them to a specialist who would then agree to make a necklace. Otter fur is wrapped around the necklace and an entire otter pelt is used to create a long, narrow “tail” or “drop” that hangs off the back of the necklace. Large spherical glass beads made in Venice & acquired from traders were used as spacers between the claws. Three large pendants representing the cardinal directions decorate the front of the necklace.

A Sioux beaded tobacco bag

One side of the central panel showing pairs of American flags and a double diamond device, the reverse with winged tipis and cruciform motifs, with roll-beaded top, tin cone and horsehair attachments. length 33in

#native american art #Native American #indigenous #art #pipe #otoe #sioux #calumet #peace pipe #beaded art #tabacco bag #grizzly bear #necklace #turban #otter #marianne millar

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zooophagous · 9 months

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The change in temperature was always so sudden from the earth to the sky. Especially when nude. The damp updrafts of summer air cut through Strauss’ sparse fur and the cold of it was making his joints ache. No matter, he was in a time crunch. The watch in his knap-sack was still pinging his location, and Artemis wouldn’t be able to talk security out of chasing him down for long.

Luckily, he wouldn’t need long. He was sure of it. Sylvain’s odd… obsession, for lack of a better word, would finally be a plus. Maybe he could finish this outing without broken bones. He did have a penchant for breaking things as soon as he foolishly left his safe house.

Finding her wasn’t his immediate problem, really. The largest immediate problem was that he was currently a giant bat, and being seen by the populace might land him a spot on the nightly news. That thin lipped snarky reporter with the bad suit would talk about him. He hated the thought. There had to be a place to land that was simultaneously well hidden while still being close enough to town to quickly find Sylvain before he could be darted and hauled away like a marauding grizzly bear.

A line of trees in a field, a “shelter belt,” as Troy had called them, offered the only real shelter on this piece of plain. He swooped low towards it, and finally touched down onto the grass, leaving a trail in the silver dew that sparkled in the dim moon. He dropped his bag from his jaws as he descended. He had no sooner made ground then he had begun his painful regression back into his human form.

Holding the shape of the great bat took energy and concentration. Releasing it felt like dropping a heavy weight. His back and shoulders ached and burned as muscle and tendon and bone slipped back into itself. His dark fur fell out in sweaty clumps. It stuck to him. He grunted and scraped the foul texture from his skin with his claws. He ran his hand along the dew drops and collected what water he could to wash it from himself.

Next time he had to do this, he resolved to remember to bring a towel. He retrieved his dropped bag and began the task of dressing himself while still covered in cold water and wet hair. The sensory stimuli of it was enough to put him in a biting mood. Thankfully there was currently nobody to bite. He was well hidden, yes. But still too far from town.

At least this time he was prepared. If nothing else, he at least had a shirt. One of his band shirts, the Rolling Stones this time, and a pair of blue jeans, with a comfortable pair of practical sneakers. It was the perfect disguise. He slung his bag over his shoulder and made his way towards the highway.

He’d seen this in a film before. The American phenomenon of the “hitch hiker.” Usually these things were the set up for some hapless fool becoming cannon fodder for some movie monster. Strauss wondered if he would make a good movie monster. He was a vampire, after all, but perhaps too mild mannered.

Perhaps he was better suited to the role of the hapless fool.

He stuck his thumb out in a pantomime of the hitchhiker and walked backwards, facing traffic, trying to make eye contact with a passing car. Hypnosis wasn’t an option, with the cars flying by at a high rate of speed. He would have to make due with his old standby. Charity.

With any luck, the first truck to pass by wouldn’t be Ursula with a taser. Headlights beamed into his face and momentarily blinded him. He blinked the green afterimage away. The wind of passing cars swept his hair. He was jealous, a little. He still hadn’t learned to drive one himself. Not for lack of desire, either, but being trusted with a vehicle was a tall order.

He wasn’t having much luck. Despite the trappings of an ordinary human, there was no hiding his height and his gaunt appearance. No doubt he was a creepier hitchhiker than most. He began to feel worry creep up in his throat when finally, a chariot arrived.

A white pick up, one that even Strauss recognized was a “beater,” but it slowed as it passed him, and finally stopped on the road up ahead. He jogged to meet it. Americans were perhaps stupid, but he could usually count on at least one of them to be kind.

Every nation had its redeeming qualities. He approached the door timidly. The window rolled down to reveal a round, jovial looking face within, illuminated by a cigarette. The man reminded him of Troy, though the hair color was all wrong. He smelled worse than Troy. Smelled of alcohol, really, which would explain perhaps why he was less than cautious about a stranger on the road.

“Hey buddy. You need a lift?”

Strauss hesitated. The car stank, and he was already heavily annoyed by his itchy clothes. He was reluctant to push himself. But time was of the essence.

“Yes… I am a transient. I am trying to make it to St. Joseph, up the road.”

“Well shit. You’re in luck then. I’m heading that way.”

“Excellent.” He glanced down at the door. “May I come in?”

“I stopped for you didn’t I?”

It was as explicit an invitation as he would get. He climbed into the grimy truck and immediately fought the urge to make a rude face when his hand slid over the slightly oily cloth texture of the nicotine soaked seats. The stranger was kind, and the ride was short. It would have to do.

“Danke sir. My name is Mr. Strauss. I am fortunate to have found kindness on the road this evening.”

“Mr. Strauss huh? Don’t have a first name you’re willing to start with? You can call me Jonny.”

The stranger snuffed his cigarette and started down the road while Strauss fumbled with his seat belt. “Transient huh? Where you from, then? And what are you doing out here after dark? It’s dangerous to be walking the highway in the dark. I was worried you’d get hit.”

“I am actually from Germany, sir. I am a ‘recent transplant’ to this state, I suppose. I had a bit of… an emergency this evening. I need to get to town to find someone.”

“Germany? Explains why you talk so damn weird. My mother was a German. Maiden name was Schumacher. You know any Schumachers?”

“I cannot say that I do. It is a large country.”

“Large? Pssh. Your little European countries basically all fit inside Texas. It ain’t that large.” Jonny snarked at him. “So, who is it you’re trying to find in the middle of the night so bad you had to walk down the road to go get em?”

“It is difficult to explain.” Strauss rubbed his neck shyly. “Suffice to say, Mr. Jonny, I am looking for a woman.”

“Oooh I get it. Girl troubles.” Jonny laughed. “I know all about that, bud. She what got you here all the way from Germany?”

“I suppose she did, in a way.” Strauss shrugged. “I very much desire to speak with her. I am not so sure she will be so happy to see me.”

“Eh, you’ll be fine. You’re tall and sort of effeminate, chicks love that sort of thing. That goth emo thing. And the accent. You can win her over.”

“I am glad one of us thinks so, sir.”

“So, this girl. What’s she like? Gotta be special to get you so worked up, hm? She got a name?”

“She is quite unique. A sort of rare breed, similar to myself. Her name is Sylvain. She is petit, she has a tan skin tone, very long black hair, and a wide smile full of razor sharp teeth.”

“Hah! Oh man, you should write romance novels. Sylvain you say? That’s another interesting sounding name. She French?”

“I am not sure.”

“Well, maybe if she is you two can bond over pastries and wine or whatever it is Europeans talk about. Soccer I guess. Or do you call it football?”

“It is called football. The entire world calls it that. Only Americans call it soc-”

Jonny hit the brake hard. Strauss’ words were crushed by the seatbelt that locked tight across his chest. The truck began to fish-tail and finally stopped.

“What was that about?” Strauss demanded. He grabbed the seat belt and with a firm yank, something internal had snapped and he could once again move freely.

Jonny sat stock still, hands on the steering wheel, staring blankly ahead.

“Mr. Jonny?”

Strauss tapped his arm. Perhaps his choice of substances had caught up to him. He turned his gaze out the windshield to meet the truth.

Just beyond the halo of headlights was a dim figure. She stood in the middle of the road, slightly illuminated by the truck, but with her face shrouded in night, except for her eyes, which burned like embers in her smiling face.

Strauss sat still, except to re-buckle his seat belt. Sylvain made her way to the driver door and forced it open. She put her hand on Jonny’s shoulder.

“Get out.”

And he did. And immediately fell face first onto the shoulder, before rolling to the ditch. Sylvain climbed in to claim his spot, and spent a moment adjusting her seat and steering wheel.

“So good to see you again Lu. It’s ok if I call you Lu, right?” She grinned as the vehicle slowly made its way back up to highway speed.

“You could have picked a nicer fucking ride, Lu. I’m gonna need to shower after this.”

“Did you just steal a car?”

“Hardly the worst thing either of us has done.” She rolled down her window and casually hung her arm out the side. “About time you showed up. I was worried you were avoiding me.”

“I was.”

“So what’s got you out and about looking for me, then? You had to know you’d bump into me.”

“I had a hunch.” Strauss replied quietly. He was definitely correct earlier, in this set up, he was very much the hapless fool.

“Don’t be so cagy about it. Did the VanHelsings cut you loose? Set you free? You’re rehabilitated enough for society now?”

“Not quite. Frau Harker will no doubt be on the hunt for me shortly, if she is not on the road already.”

“So this must be something important then, if she wasn’t enough to scare you into staying put.”

“I do not want to lie to you, Sylvain.” Strauss looked out the window, away from her. She was difficult to maintain eye contact with. Perhaps her advanced power of suggestion went so far as to affect even other vampires. “Listen. We need to talk.”

“I thought you’d never ask, Lu.”

She turned and smiled wide at him, showing off a grin of shark-like teeth. Both a greeting and a threat.

“Talk, then. But first, you and I are going to have some fun.”

#wayward souls #writing

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