#red eye leaf frog

[milunalupin]

— pickup lines

james potter x reader ★ 900 words

With Valentine's Day coming up, James knew that this was the time to shoot his shot with you, the beautiful witch who sat in front of him in Transfiguration class, and his crush for the past three years. He had stayed up late last night with Sirius thinking of pickup lines to gain your affection, the little red journal in his hands full of their best ones.

He walked through the halls to find you, eager to try out his first line on you. Luckily, you were sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard, sitting crisscrossed with a book in your lap. He took a deep breath and walked- no, strut past you, making sure his steps were loud enough for you to look up and notice him.

"Oh, hey James." You marked your place in the book with a leaf and smiled up at him. He hopes you don't notice the hearts in his eyes when he looks back at you.

"Y/N! Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk away? No! Wait, I'm going to come back, just pretend you didn't see me yet!" James hurried around the corner, groaning quietly in embarrassment.

You let out a confused laugh, holding back a grin as James walked past you again, turning towards you with a confident smile.

"Hi there, do you believe in love at first sight or should-"

"James, James!" Peter ran up to his friend, waving a chocolate frog card in his face. "I finally got Godric Gryffindor, I got all the founders before you, you owe me five galleons! Oh, hi Y/N."

James dropped his head, his ears burning red. Of course, of course Peter would run in right at this moment. James Potter can mess up a pickup line once, fine, no problem. But twice? What would Fleamont say, shaming the Potter name like this. Sure, he only spent hours planning out what he wanted to say to you today, but he spent years trying to just gain the confidence to to ask you out. He may be a lovesick fool, but he's no quitter.

"Sorry about that Y/N, anyways- wait, where'd she go?" When James had raised his head to apologize and try again, he only found Peter munching on his chocolate, admiring his Godric Gryffindor card.

"She left for class, you were too busy feeling shame then giving yourself an internal pep talk to notice. Don't worry, she said bye to you before walking away, that's got to mean something, right?"

James's shoulders dropped, a disappointed pout on his face. He shook his head and marched back to his dorm, already preparing for his next idea.

-

"No, I'm not using 'I'm Sirius-ly into you'."

"Well I think any smart girl would fall for that." Sirius muttered, flying circles around the stressed Chaser.

James rolled his eyes, stretching his arms above his head as they got ready for their match against Slytherin.

"Good luck today Potter, Black."

James immediately perked up, seeing you walk past them on the way to the stands. He jogged over to catch up to you, taking a breath before delivery his next line.

"Y/N, I may not a Seeker, Chaser, or Beater, but I'm a Keeper."

He held out his arms, fingers waggling as he smiled, awaiting your reaction.

"Did you change positions? I thought you were a Chaser." You tilted your head, brows furrowing in confusion.

His hands slowly fell to his side, his smile turning into a grimace.

"I-I am! A Chaser.. but.." He sighed, pulling his lips into a tight smile, shaking head and laughing. "Nevermind, sorry. I've got to get ready, enjoy the game, love."

He walked back to a sympathetic Sirius, blaming the wind on his watery eyes.

-

"Remember the incantation, 'Evanesco'. Take turns with your partner, you may begin."

Finally, Transfiguration class. James had a good line this time, and he had made sure to sit next to Y/N so they'd be partners. He leaned against the desk, turning his body towards her as he smirked.

"You're really good at spell casting. Did you just use the Confundus charm, or are you just naturally mind-blowing?"

"Mr. Potter, may I remind you that this is Transfiguration, not Charms class. Miss Y/N might appreciate your attempts to gain her affection if you at least stayed on theme."

Professor McGonagall's mouth turned up slightly as she tapped her wand on James' desk, holding back a grin as she left him speechless, walking away. Sirius' and Peter's cackles could be heard over everyone else's hollers from the back of the class as they subtly high fived their Minnie.

"Gain my affection?" You turned to James, his face red as he looked at you with wide eyes.

"I uh.. I've been trying to ask you to be my valentine.." He mumbled, embarrassed that McGonagall had outed him like that in front of the class.

"Your valentine? Merlin, James, why didn't you just ask me? I've been waiting for you to ask me!" You laughed, nudging him with your elbow.

James didn't think his jaw could drop that low. No way you just said that. He quickly collected himself and grabbed your hands, bringing them up to his chest.

"Please, be my valentine?"

"Of course James, I can't believe you didn't notice that I'm Sirius-ly into you."

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[uncharismatic-fauna]

Keep Your Eye on the Red-Eyed Tree Frog

A striking specimen of frog, the red-eyed tree frog (Agalychnis callidryas) is found in the tropical regions of Central and South America, from southern Mexico to northern Columbia. Its primary habitat are rainforests, but they can also be found in wetlands or mangroves- anywhere with abundant water and high humidity.

Though small-- between 4-7 cm (1.57 -2.76 in) long and less than 15 g (0.53 oz)-- the red-eyed tree frog is well known for its bright, distinctive coloration. The body is bright green, with cream bellies and light blue streaks along the sides and hind legs. These features help individuals blend in to the leaves they rest on, while still being able to startle predators with bright colors when threatened. Likewise, the eyes are a vivid red which gives A. callidryas its common name. Even when its eyes are closed, this species has a distinctive look; rather than true eyelids, they have a semi-translucent eyelid called a nictating membrane that allows them to sense when potential predators are approaching.

Adults and juveniles alike face many threats due to their small size. Eggs are a popular food for polybid wasps and snakes, while hatchlings are more commonly predated upon by shrimp and large fish. Mature adults become food for aquatic spiders, snakes, birds, and bats. However, the skin of A. callidryas contains several mild poisons that serve to deter predators through a foul taste. The red-eyed tree frog itself is a nocturnal carnivore, consuming primarily insects and the occasional tadpole. This species spends most of its life in the trees, and rarely descends to the ground.

Red-eyed tree frogs mate during the rainy season, from October to March. Males call loudly to attract females, and wrestle each other for primary access; females are attracted to males with the loudest calls, but must often face a gauntlet of lesser males attempting to mate with her before she can reach her target. Some males may also shake the branches they sit on to detach rival males; this vibration is especially attractive to females. Following successful mating, the female lays about 40 eggs on the underside of a leaf overhanging a small body of water.

Eggs typically hatch 6 or 7 days after being laid, and hatchling drop from the leaf into the water below. A. callidryas spends about 45 days as a tadpole, after which time they emerge from the water and move upwards to begin their lives in the trees. Young red-eyed tree frogs don't become fully mature for another two years in the wild, but may not begin mating for another two years; because they only live about 5 years in the wild, this means that individuals may only mate once or twice in their lifetimes.

Conservation status: Currently the red-eyed tree frog is considered Least Concern by the IUCN. However, populations are decreasing at a rapid rate due to a combination of threats including deforestation, capture for the pet trade, and a highly infectious disease known as chytrid fungus.

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[thepenultimateword]

Claws and Fangs Part 2

CW: Discrimination, essence of racism and hate speech (just with made-up terms because its supernatural creatures)

Part One

[Vampire!]

The little girl standing tiptoe in the doorframe sprang at the vampire's chest, nearly knocking them backwards down the long flight of stairs. Luckily, Fangs managed to catch her under the arms and swing her weight back toward the door just in time.

"Aggie!" they cried, matching her energy. They rubbed noses with the child as they shifted her to the crook of their free arm and reached behind them to find Claws’s arm again.

The child, Aggie, clung to their neck. "Daddy said you weren't coming!"

"Plans changed." They gave the little girl an extra squeeze before smoothly positioning Claws in front of her. "This is [Werewolf]. They're staying the weekend with us."

The little girl lit up for an instant but then froze, sniffing the air and wrinkling her nose. "Why do they smell like that?"

"Aggie!" a new feminine voice scolded, this one older, huskier. "That's no way to treat a guest."

A tall, raven-haired woman in a long red dress appeared in the doorway. Claws only needed a second to recognize her as another vampire. She carried the same red-eyed glint and predatory elegance as Fangs.

Her gaze roved up and down, taking in their utter unvampireness, but she still smiled as she met their eyes.

“Excuse my daughter. She hasn't had much exposure outside a clan.."

Aggie wriggled out of the Fangs’s arms and darted past her mother's legs and into the house.

"I'm [Vampire's] sister, Nerezza. You must be [Werewolf]."

"You know me?"

"Of course, we've been trying to get them to invite you for a dog's age." She gasped, covering her mouth. "I am so sorry."

Fangs covered their face with one hand. "Nerezza."

Claws's face heated. Apparently, their identity was no mystery. "Er, it's fine. I didn't really notice."

"Until you made a big deal out of it," Fangs said.

"Excuse me, [Vampire] for being careful," Nerezza snapped. "I didn't want to offend them before they even got through the door, and I only just remembered that dog is a derogatory term!"

"You can say dog, just don't call them one."

Nerezza glanced at Claws for confirmation, as if she only trusted the explanation from the source's mouth. When they nodded, she noticeably relaxed.

"Well come on in before you catch a cold standing here. Just leave your bags by the door; the staff will take it up to your room. Now. Let's introduce you to everyone else."

Fangs squeezed their hand as they crossed the threshold. "Here we go."

The house was even more beautiful inside than out. Rich red rugs swathed pearly marble floors. The walls and banisters were dark chocolate wood decorated in tapestries and oil portraits of vampires that looked suspiciously similar to Fangs and Nerezza. At the end of the hall, Nerezza turned through an arched entryway into a great, round sitting room. The sofas and recliners were draped in white fur throws and a rose and silver-leaf garland hung over the hearth, the hearty, pine-scented fire within accenting the room with an orange glow.

"Evening everyone!" Fangs said

Several vampires twisted their heads around as they entered, one man on the end of one sofa with his dark silky hair pulled into a bun immediately began sniffing the air.

"What in burning silver is that smell?"

The man beside him, looking nearly identical except for his hair--pale blonde and plaited over his shoulder, promptly punched him in the ribs.

"Told you, told you, told you!" Aggie sang from the floor where she was very meticulously putting together a puzzle of a frog pond.

Fangs's hand slipped out of Claws's grip and settled more protectively around their waist, seeming to forget for a moment that their partner was over a head taller and a few palms bulkier than they were. Though they wouldn't deny that having that supernatural vampire strength wrapped firmly about them was comforting.

"This is [Werewolf]. You know about them. My...er...well, we're engaged. Sort of."

"Sort of?" Man Bun said condescendingly, this time blocking his brother's fist.

"I haven't actually asked yet, but we both already know--"

"You're going to," Claws helped. "It just hasn't officially..."

"No, not quite yet."

"Soon though?" Claws tipped their gaze meaningfully toward Fangs’s face. Standing in front of their family for the first time probably wasn't the time or place for hints, but they couldn't help it now that the topic was out in the open. They had been waiting for a while now.

"Oh, yes, yes, very soon!" Fangs said, and they both strained smiles at the room. Fangs clapped their hands together. "Anyway. Aggie and Nerezza greeted us at the door, this is my brother-in-law, Gabriel."

The vampire he gestured to was in fact the only one who had not bored holes into Claws upon entering. Mostly because he was reclined all the way back in the biggest armchair, snoring. Claws still committed his enormous frame and the pink elastics in his auburn beard and hairline to memory.

"My brother Renwick,” Fangs moved on, introducing the blonde man. “The especially rude one is Lauden." They pinched Man Bun's cheek and turned their tone babyish. "Our baby."

Lauden swatted them away. "Shut up, I'm grown! ...Unless the last blood custard is up for grabs, then I'll gladly be the baby."

"My mother and father, you can call them Jacqueline and Valerian.

Jacqueline strained a smile, but Valerian was as still and austere as one of the oil paintings in the hall. Claws could definitely tell who had the strongest genes. Jacqueline's blonde hair and storm gray eyes had passed to Renwick, but the rest of the siblings shared their father's raven hair, amber eyes, and delicate bone structure. They still needed to get used to vampire parents looking nearly as young as their children.

Fangs gestured to a regal, middle-aged man in the armchair closest to the fire, not a recliner for how stick straight he sat, pale hand planted firmly around the gold knob of his cane. His dark hair was a mane brushed straight back and streaked at the temples with silver.

"Grandfather Ambrose," they mumbled quickly and then immediately brighter, "And that’s everyone!”

Before Claws could reply so much as 'pleased to meet you,' Fangs's strong arms dragged them off balance, plopping them both on the floor beside Aggie, Claws in the center of Fangs's lap.

Claws looked at the floor. It still wasn't the full moon, but the phantom sensation of a tucked tail and ears plagued their body. Maybe this hadn't been such a great idea. The air of awkwardness and disapproval was worse than being alone.

"So, [Werewolf]," Nerezza said, breaking the quiet. "How long have you and [Vampire] been together."

"W-we met a year and a half ago. So I guess officially...a year? How long have you known about me?"

"A year sounds right," Renwick said, leaning his elbows forward on his knees and resting his chin in his hands. His eyes seemed intent on dissecting Claws bit by bit. "You're name came up several times, but [Vampire] has always been a closed trap on the topic. Now I know why."

"Not that it matters, of course," Nerezza piped in quickly.

"Of course," Renwick agreed, though his tone was much less concerned. "How old are you?"

"Er, 27."

"Ah."

What was that supposed to mean?

"Ren," Fangs warned.

"What I'm just getting to know them. Isn't that what you want? Isn't that why you brought them?"

"This a probationary meeting. For if you ever get to see them or me again."

Claws melted closer to the floor, tracing the pattern of the rug with their eyes.

Aggie tugged on their sleeve. "Can you help me find the froggy eyes?"

She pointed to one of the background frogs on the box, his eyes only the corner of a mostly pond puzzle piece.

"Of course, let's see..." They sifted through several nearly identical, greenish-gray pieces. "Ah ha! One set of froggy eyes!"

Aggie's amber eyes lit like embers as she fit the piece into place. "And the dragonflies?"

Claws slowly slid off Fangs's lap and sprawled onto their stomach. "Pink or blue?"

"The pink."

"Ah, those ones are tricky, huh? Well, it looks like they're an edge piece, so can you help me find all the pieces with flat sides like this?"

She nodded adamantly, and together they made a small pile. Claws already saw the dragonflies, but instead of handing the piece to her they said, "See any pink ones?"

Aggie bit her lip mildly with one fang, flicking her eyes back and forth like a cat stalking a mouse. All at once, she pounced, finger landing on the center of the piece.

"Right there! Right there!"

"You found it!"

Aggie giggled. Claws was vaguely aware of a slight back and forth of their hips, habitual even with the absence of a tail.

"Look at them wriggle, just like a--"

"Why don't we all change for dinner," Jacqueline said, cutting Lauden off. She stood with a flourish, fluffing the skirts of her creamy vintage evening gown. “Lauden, dear, come with me, and I’ll help you with your tie.”

“What are you talking about?” the young man said, crinkling his pale brow. “I know how to tie—”

“Come.” Her eyes flashed like lightning in the violent storms of her irises, and Lauden quickly got up to follow her.

***

Claws threw themselves on the bed, giving a luxurious stretch as they stared up at the rich velvet canopy. They rolled on their side as Fangs closed the door.

“Alright, infamous outfit change #1. Help me, my love, what am I ever supposed to wear?” They tossed their head and pressed the back of their hand to their forehead.

Instead of playing along, Fangs sat on the edge of the bed and took their hand. “Do you want to go home? Because one word, and we’re out.”

"Hm?"

"We've only just arrived, and they're already being rude. It's going to get worse as they get more comfortable."

Claws crawled the couple of feet between them and flopped their head on their legs. "I’m not so much of a coward that a few mean words can chase me away. I’m from a wolf pack, you know. We deal with rough every day. Besides, I’ve been through worse.”

“Like what?”

“You.”

“Ow. What?”

“You were not pleasant when we first met. In fact, you called me the d-o-g word. Multiple times.”

“Because I was stupid! And I didn't know it was a slur! I didn't exactly talk to werewolves yet."

Claws reached up and smoothed the creases out of their face. "I know. The point is I can handle it. I'll let you know if can't."

Vampire wore a pout but nodded. They pointed at the suitcases. "It's the grey suitcoat with the red cravat. I'll help you tie it."

"You think I can't do it on my own?"

"Oh, I know you can't. Now stay there and sit still. I'll explain a bit about dinner."

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#I had some more but it was gong to make this really long #so i decided to break it down some more #creative writing #writing snippet #vampire x werewolf #fantasci #supernatural #fantasci writing #claws and fangs #writing #writing community #writers of tumblr #writeblr

[blizzardstarx]

Pontalo AU Masterlist

ShapeWings full information! (very much based on the RainWings and LeafWings wiki page)

ShapeWings were one of the seven tribes that inhabited Pontalo, the common ancestor of the RainWings and LeafWings, before the events of the Great ShapeWing Genocide. They are usually pacifists and don’t usually resort to violence, leading to most of their demise. Their queen, Paradox, the sole survivor, had disappeared to an unknown land.

After the genocide, the Pontalonian tribes believed they were all dead, and extinct. Propaganda from the BloodWings spread throughout the continent that eventually, they were forgotten.

When Queen Paradox regained her memories of her tribe, she was then spotted by a BloodWing and eventually the knowledge of her spread throughout the BloodWings, but kept hidden from the other tribes.

Description:

ShapeWings can be various shades of colors, having small, round scales that can change colors, preferring vivid, bright colors. However, they can also camouflage, almost like they have disappeared. ShapeWings control the colors of their scales but often have a hard time stopping strong emotions from showing through them. Most have a ‘default’ color scheme that they set their scales to. Their eyes can change color, and they may not be able to camouflage when they are afraid or in pain. Although primarily, they have green, yellow, brown, or blue eyes. They are long and graceful, with ruffs behind their ears and curved horns. They have webbed spines along their neck and back, similar to that of a HydroWing’s. The webbing along their back splits into individual pieces near the base of the tail, which are shaped like leaves. They have a flat plated tail, ending in a leaf-shaped oval at the tip. Their wings are leaf-like and slightly transparent, with veins in the webbing and rounded edges. They sometimes have golden or pinkish red streaks over their bodies and wings. When afraid, insulted, or angry, ShapeWings flare their ruffs like their descendants, RainWings.

ShapeWings can also change shapes, only on what they’ve clearly seen before. Dragonets develop their scales while they are in their eggs, which are pale, smooth, and white. They also had something like sun-time when they lived in their forest and rainforest in Pontalo.

Diet:

ShapeWings are able to absorb energy from the sun, somewhat autotrophic, allowing them to eat infrequently. But they are also omnivorous, mainly vegetarian, eating a variety of fruits but sometimes frogs, wild pigs, snails, insects, and monkeys. They also eat taro and chocolate as a treat.

Abilities:

ShapeWings have long fangs that can shoot venom and color-changing scales and are able to change into other creatures. Some ShapeWings that traveled to Pantala were able to leafspeak, allowing dragons to talk to plants and grow them or convince the plant to attack or not to attack, which was passed down onto the LeafWings. There are no known ShapeWings with leafspeak now.

Some ShapeWings were known to have excellent knowledge of plants.

They can absorb sunlight, giving them energy and making their scales brighter. ShapeWings that do not sleep in the sun may not be able to change scales and have dull scales. Sunlight is also vital to ShapeWing development of their abilities, like their venom and good mood. However, if they have a snout deformity like the RainWing Chameleon, they cannot sleep for long periods of time, change color, and also change shapes.

ShapeWing scales change color by bending light, and might reflect their emotions. They can use their scales for camouflage and making them invisible to other dragons. However, other ShapeWings may be able to spot a disguised dragon, which is a skill developed at a young age during games of hide-and-seek, like modern RainWings.

ShapeWings that are born blind will always show their emotions on their scales and cannot manually change them. When relaxed, they will automatically camouflage to their surroundings, which can be improved with practice.

ShapeWings have long front fangs which extend up towards the target when ready to spit venom and can unhinge their jaw to shoot corrosive venom. It only affects organic materials, however, and can be deadly if it reaches a dragon’s bloodstream or eyes. A dragon who survives a venom attack will have warped, scarred scales or skin. The venom is neutralized when contacted with the venom of a relative. Dragonet venom are weaker and usually they shoot shorter. The venom is black and will dry into glossy droplets, looking like obsidian, after being exposed some time to air.

ShapeWings can see more clearly in the dark, but not nearly as well as the MoonWings, BloodWings, and HydroWings. They aren’t usually long-distance fliers; Paradox is an exception.

Some ShapeWings used to carry leaf pouches that had deadly plants and insects.

Society:

Before the BloodWings, ShapeWings were friendly and easy-going, welcoming of new dragons and the other tribes. ShapeWings that were exceptional in plant knowledge would trade with the LightWings who used healing plants to amplify their healing powers. They were viewed as lazy, weak dragons by the FireWings, LightningWings, and BloodWings.

ShapeWings used flowers for decoration, like the RainWings. They can weave plants into things like baskets and flower crowns, leafspeak also helping with this. They lived in the trees, leafspeak ShapeWings creating huts and bridges.

Dragonets were trained to aim their venom, gather fruits, and glide through the trees. They were also taught to read and write. Some may train as medics and healers, most likely leafspeak dragons or ShapeWings that had an excellence in plants.

In a more ancient ShapeWing time, they were more threatening, having an assassin training program and spies.

Names:

ShapeWings could be named after something related to their abilities (like Shapeshifter & Camo/Camouflage), fruits, plants, and trees. Paradox is an exception.

Trivia:

Some ShapeWings traveled to Pyrrhia and Pantala, settling there and evolving into the modern RainWings and LeafWings after the Scorching.

The base ShapeWing colors can range from green to brown.

#blizz's art #Pontalo!!! #wings of fire #wof #wings of fire art #wof art #wings of fire au #wof au

[lastconcourse]

Sequences of memory’s still-frames,

but these frames are six-sided boxes

which include one fragment note of sound

one fragment fluid: a smell

abrupt snippet of energized voice spoken

mixed with the smell of spilled motor oil,

mixed with the holler of a firetruck flying

in the distance, far beyond the tight icon of a

tree’s orange leaf above a tarmac bike trail

a caterpillar has vanished and left a hole

A spider has vanished and left a web

An industry has vanished and left its grain belt.

Split the moment all apart:

The tree’s parallax drives across my eyes,

overlaps with the fleeing siren’s hidden red source.

The silence of the frog’s song stopped

corresponds with the see-through wound;

an unusual telescope brings far buildings to my eye.

Brown iron rusts from right to left across the earth

Alienation coruscates right to left across the Godforsaken earth

#free verse #poet #poetry #last concourse #poem #verses

[cornflakesdoesart]

I’m wishing for rain :’[

[ID start: Illustration in a cartoonish style of a child running in the rain, jumping in a puddle, they are holding a giant leaf over their head, to protetc them form the rain , they are wearing a green bucket hat with frog eyes at the top, a brown short overall, a rust red sewater and green raing boots. They have light skin , brown hair and blue eyes and are smiling wide. End ID]

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[melshome]

paint splattered teardrops - chapter 5

cw angst, fluff, body shaming, bullying, slowburn??, harassment, abuse characters scaramouche, childe mentioned a lot, other chars mentioned a/n THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT!! thaNK YOU sm, omg I love you guys so much ahh you all are my motivation to write these.

forgive me if the writing is a bit off- i haven't written anything since the last time i posted. </3

im also going to change Tuecer calling Kuni, to "Big bro Scara"..

not sure if you two still want to be pinged for this series, let me know if you want me to not ping you anymore!! (let me know if you'd like to be pinged for this series!!!) @local-mr-frog @moonbyunniee

"Oh, there you are Y/N! Scara, you too?" Childe jogs up to you two.

Kunikuzushi watches as Childe hugs you gently. "If you ever need something, or someone to talk to, Childe is here," he winks at you.

You smile, praying that your eyes aren't red or puffy. "Thank you Childe, you're a good friend."

Kunikuzushi scoffs, walking to the rest of the class. Childe playfully rolls his eyes, and walks with you to the rest of the class, letting you know what they got up to while you were gone. He watches each stroke of the paint brush touch the canvas, staring at the colors blend together.

He glances at her face time to time, staring at her eyelashes, how the sun the shining on her eyes, showing how long her natural eyelashes really are.

Her hand is steady as she paints in the fine spaces, and there is confidence filling her eyes as she continues painting, a small smile rising up.

"Oh, I'll be right back. Toilet," Kunikuzushi says, standing up.

She looks up, and nods her head, "alright."

He closes the art door behind him, and walks to the music room, immediatly knowing where she'd be.

"Ahh, scaramouchie~" Signora jumps down from the table, and hugs Kunikuzushi. He pushes her off, Signora hitting herself on the edge of the table.

She winces, groaning at the pain. "Ow.. What the hell did you do that for?"

Kunikuzushi glares at her, clearly pissed. Signora frowns at him, and stands up straight. He chuckles, remembering how Y/N sobbed on his shoulder.

"You piece of.. how dare you hurt her? How long have you been hurting her? Threatening her just for being friends with Childe and I?" Kunikuzushi takes a step towards her, but she clearly doesn't think he's intimidating, as he's about half a head shorter than her.

Signora smirks, "what? Did I do something to your precious little bun?"

Kunikuzushi scoffs, before grasping the front of Signora's shirt and he pulls her down onto the ground.

Signora screams, holding her arm. "YOU (swear word/s, use ur imagination~)!"

He shakes his head, balling up his right hand into a tight fist, bringing it to her cheek.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" The teacher bursts into the scene, with another student, next to her. Y/N is standing there, her face pale like a loose leaf of paper. "Scara.." Childe says, but Kunikuzushi glares at him. Childe closes his mouth, and goes back to cooking.

"Big bro Scara!" Teucer sits himself on the stool, and stares at Kunikuzushi, frowning.

Kunikuzushi tries his best to not glare at Teucer, but he ends up glaring anyways. "Why are you upset? Is it because Big sister Y/N isn't here?"

Sadness fills his face and his glare , before Childe takes Teucer away.

"Time to go do your homework Teucer.." Childe whispers, shooing Teucer away upstairs.

"Is.. Y/N doing okay?" Kunikuzushi manages to ask Childe.

"She said she's doing okay, but I mean, knowing her.." Childe shakes his head, sighing quietly, stirring the soup.

"I'm going to go check in on her soon, giving her this soup for her dinner," Childe says, turning to Kunikuzushi.

"And no, you're not coming, I don't think she wants to see you."

Kunikuzushi gives Childe a dirty look for knowing what he was thinking. You lay on your bed, staring at your starry ceiling, wondering what you should say to Kunikuzushi after the week. He got suspended for a week, he could've done worse, but Childe somehow persuaded the principal for a week.

"Y/N, Childe is here!" Your mum says.

You sit up quickly, wondering what he's doing here. You look down at your bunny pyjamas, and scrabble to get changed into something a bit more nicer, but right as you open your closet, Childe knocks on the door.

"Y/N? Can I come in?"

You sigh quietly, just hoping he doesn't laugh, as you say he can.

He opens the door, and stops when he sees your pyjamas. "What wonderful attire.. you've got on," he smirks, placing down a plastic bag with some sort of container in it.

"Shut up, I wasn't expecting you. You should've called," you gesture him to sit on the office chair.

"So what brings you here, Childe?" you ask, sitting on your bed, hoping he doesn't mention anything that happened.

"I bought some soup for you, it's a cold night tonight. Make sure to eat it and then stay warm in your room," Childe nods his head as he talks.

"Ah.." You try to swallow the ball of worries, all the overthinking thoughts, but they linger.

"Thank you.." you smile, thankful for his small gesture of kindness towards you.

"Scara.. he uh.. he doesn't know what to say to you. He just hopes you don't think bad of you," Childe suddenly blurts out, after a few seconds of silences.

You look up, and sees Childe's pleading eyes. You chuckles, your face turning warm at the thought of Kunikuzushi saying that.

"I don't think bad of Kunikuzushi, I would never. I know what he did was.. bad.. but.."

"He didn't deserve it, Signora did. I wish Signora got some sort of punishment instead.." you try to avoid Childe's eye contact, as he stares at you in shock.

"Me and Scara were expecting.. you to be mad at him.. But this is even better. I'm sure Scara would be glad to hear that.." Childe smiles, standing up.

"But, before I go..." He says, as he stops opening the door.

You tilt your head, confused.

"You should tell Scara all what you told me, he'd be secretly happy to hear those words from you, than from me," Childe closes the door behind him, not letting you speak up.

You open the door and watch as he leaves your house, thanking your parents.

Oh my god... I hate confrontation..

#genshin impact #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #genshin angst #high school au #genshin modern au #melshome #scaramouche genshin #scaramouche angst #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin

[wardingbond]

a short little drabble about my current favorite divorcees <3

‘It’s not green’, is Elody’s first thought as she holds her gold leaf book in her hands. She brushes over the title, over her name written in red script like spilt blood over the gold. ‘He would’ve liked it’, is her next thought and it pains her because she… she had thought his name. She thought his name but it wasn’t there.

Elody tries to say it but her voice cuts short like it’s been punched out of her and all she can do is wheeze. Loss. A tremendous loss has her hunched over and holding onto the book like a lilypad in a vast pond. ‘Oh, oh you fool. You foolish frog’. She opens her book, watches the ink spill and slither into the pages. It tells the story she knows well, the short sweet one, but it doesn’t end.

But the childhood companion grew and their love began to dry. The Princess Elody is brave and charges into war while the Frog Prince hides in the castle walls and flees when the battle finds him. As Princess Elody was less and less the little girl who could love a frog, she became more and more a powerful princess who could not love a prince who acted as a little frog.

Elody’s fingers shake on the pages as she stares at the illustrations of him, at how water had been dropped on the ink and smudged his human face. She remembers all the times he had pleaded with her to stay back, to remain comfortable in their titles, to stop caring. She remembers the silent dinners where she would watch him out of the corner of her eye. She remembers the creeping distance like a slowly freezing pond. But then the words continue.

The prince’s curse filled in the empty space of his heart as destiny forced him out of his hiding place. Destiny had always followed Elody’s wake but it was never hers. Yet as the frog prince fell further into his curse, so he did cling to his love for Princess Elody. So did he find his reason to care and be just a little brave as a prince should have been all along.

Her own tears drip steadily onto the page but the ink stays dry and bold. A growing dread boils up in her chest as Elody whispers to the illustration of her husband, “What did you do? Why can’t I remember your name?” She remembers the way his friends had looked at him, the care and worry in their eyes as they tried to cheer him up with smiles and hands tugging at his cloak. “What did you do?”

And the book answers its new subject’s question.

The frog prince paid a dear price but shifted destiny, freeing Princess Elody from his tale. Herein begins a new story about a brave princess named Elody…

She closes the book with a sharp snap. Just in time too as the door clicks open and a smiling face appears beyond it, hair creeping into the room before the woman. The pit in Elody’s stomach widens when she sees Rapunzel and remembers what she had done. “Yes?”

“I just wanted to check on you,” Rapunzel says in her softest tone, so deeply different from the venom she spat to her husband. “I know it must be hard-“ she stops short at the sight of the book in Elody’s hands, mouth dropping open in a gasp. “You- you have one! How?” She surges forward, her hair reaching out first before her hands.

Elody steps back, cradling the book to her chest. “Yes, I do.” She tries to school her expression into something less wary, the frog prince’s words about Rapunzel echoing in her head, and she forces a smile. “I don’t know how but it’s about time, isn’t it?”

Rapunzel stops at Elody moving away and she smoothly settles again, face plastered in a warm smile that Elody believes for a moment to be real. “Of course! I still can’t believe someone like you was forced to be part of a coward’s tale as his prize.” She snorts derisively and it’s no longer a pit in Elody’s stomach but a deep cavern.

Elody forces a nod and clasps her hands behind her back, book hidden behind her skirts. “Well, I suppose we should tell the others the good news.” ‘A prize… that was never true’. Elody thinks back on the selfish prince she knew, who she once loved so deeply, and knows that even then, even at his worst… He never saw or treated her as a prize won, he loved her too. And as her hand squeezes the spine of her book, Elody knows he loves her still.

#i literally wrote this all rn murph and brennan why have you done this to me #im so mentally unwell over them #just the fact that elody would understand the depth of what gerard had sacrificed #my writing #gerard of greenleigh #princess elody #d20 spoilers #d20 neverafter #d20 neverafter spoilers

[ismaet]

Presenting... the four Amphibia AUs I have going on while my brain tries to restart the Encanto part of my soul!

(Like seriously, I am not abandoning Housekid- it's just that my brain literally would not produce the Juice for it. So, Amphibia for now, folks! Hold on to your butts, and may Frog help me!)

A. HEARTY WIT - my very first Amphibia AU! Born out of my intense desire to have a Swap AU where Anne actually reforms the Tower instead of it changing her because duh there's a reason she's Heart AND where Marcy pushes Wartwood to an age of magitech and causing all the youth of the town to be smarter than any other youths in Amphibia because Big Sister Marcy showed us how we can kill you with paper and a leaf and we will not hesitate to do so.

Also, Marcy and Sprig Soulswapping as they grow up is just poggers man. Anne gets two friends for the price of one, Marcy gets a family that actually cares for her, and Sprig gets Mr. and Mrs. Boonchuy as parents early on! (Because how could you not notice your daughter's best friend occasionally having hair made of green ethereal clouds or act like a completely different child signaled only by changing eye colors?) It's a win-win!

Sasha, bitch, I'm sorry in advance.

B. ONE WORD IS ENOUGH FROM A BRIGHT GIRL - my second Amphibia AU! Born from wanting to give Marcy the dad she absolutely deserves- one that could match her brains and understand her in a way no one else ever could.

I mean come on! These two were the best pair of brainiacs before True Colors like Jesus Christ Andrias was one more month away from saying his very first Dad Joke. Also they're both gamers. Also they're both holders/chosens of the Wit Stone. Also they both betrayed their friend groups in some way. I'm already both excited and dreading for the chapter where they confess to each other- Marcy with her Truth and Andrias with the whole Core business -and then plan on how to make up for their shortcomings as well as figure out a way to off a God.

(Marcy would totally make a diss track about the Core and Aldritch and Andrias would have to use the will of Atlas himself to not listen to it 24/7. )

Anne, sweetie, you're about to be Andrias' kid-in-law and you better ready your ass because this man just recently opened up his heart for the first time in a thousand years- you better believe he's got some spoiling to make up for. It'll probably get worse when he finds out you're an honorary Plantar. I can already imagine his booming voice going-

"Oh, come on, Leiflet! Are you really going to settle for that? My Eftlet deserves better! Try this one instead- it's her favorite shade of green!"

"Your Highness please this is the 56th suit you've made me try on I'm dying-"

C. BLUE-GREEN PARENTING - the AU that went hand-in-hand with OneWord! Born solely to torture Annarcy with their own daughter and literally nothing else.

Like, the most frequent images that come into being in my head in reference to this AU are just Anne and Marcy perpetually red-faced and Lily just cackling in the background.

Also, Anne desperately saving Lily from falling off a flight of stairs, getting eaten by a mantis, and sinking into quicksand because she was distracted by her surroundings and/or writing in her journal is one of the main driving concepts of this AU. Anne's got TWO super smart Idiots now and oh boy is it gonna be a ride.

And I'm not exaggerating. Lily has Anne's face and personality (As well as the Boonchuy curse of always loosing the left shoe and could only be offsetted by wearing mismatched pairs), but she has Marcy's on everything else. Energy, Passion, Intelligence, Stims, the ability to go into the Zone,- she's basically Marcy with Anne's confidence. That's an (unintentional) devilspawn right there- God Bless, Anne!

Also- what? What are you talking about? How's True Colors gonna go? Well... All I can say is that I am totally not lying in saying I'm not gonna traumatize a 5 year old. I frogging swear.

Also Also, Sasha? Sorry not sorry!

D. PLANTAR BEAST - my final Amphibia AU! For Now! Because we all know how quickly AUs form! Born to literally only have Feral Anne but not to the point of loosing her humanity! She's a frog, but she's also human, so oh boy, better watch out! We've got a predator with the movement of Prey- you can't run, that's for sure!

Also, it always bothered me that we didn't get any episodes about the Plantars teaching Anne how to survive Amphibia. The closest we got was that Bog Vlog where they taught US how they hop, and that's about it. Like seriously- nobody thought to train after the disaster of Toad Tax? They got lucky with Combat Camp teaching Anne how to swordfight for Reunion, but if what if they hadn't? If Hop Pop took them with him? Anne would've lost immediately to Sasha.

And so thus, Plantar Beast. Sprig teaches Anne how frogs fight and move, her powers activate early because she's always in danger- she gets frog parts because she's Heart and her heart says she wants to have those frog parts -as well as causing the side effect of activating dormant human predatory instincts. This simple change, this simple decision to train, causes absolutely massive ripples in the story.

Like for example- Sasha doesn't fall, because Anne has a long ass tongue and the jumping ability of a god. That alone changes all of Season 2, yeah?

Also, no shame, the moment I realized Anne will have her tongue during Reunion, I immediately had her bitchslap Sasha in the Outline. It was absolutely needed.

So anyway, that's all of them! For now! Feel free to ask questions, leave comments- those will definitely help my outlines develop.

Thanks for reading!

#amphibia au #amphibia swap au #marcy wu #anne boonchuy #swap au #housekid!au #OneWord!au #Blue-Green!au #PlantarBeast!au #HeartyWit!au #king andrias #king andrias leviathan #the core #sprig plantar #polly plantar #Lily Boonchuy-Wu-Plantar #marcanne #annarcy #marcanne child #fankid #au #Dad!Andrias

[imsociallyanxiousgetoverit]

List of all SDV and SDV:E (Stardew Valley: Expanded) Giftable Items

Horseradish

Daffodil

Leek

Dandelion

Parsnip

Cave Carrot

Coconut

Cactus

Banana

Sap

Large Egg

Egg

Milk

Large Milk

Green Bean

Cauliflower

Potato

Garlic

Kale

Rhubarb

Melon

Tomato

Morsel

Blueberry

Fiddlehead Fern

Hot Pepper

Wheat

Radish

Red Cabbage

Starfruit

Corn

Rice

Eggplant

Artichoke

Pumpkin

Bokchoy

Yam

Chanterelle

Cranberry

Holly

Beets

Ostrich Egg

Salmonberry

Amouranth

Pale Ale

Hops

Void Egg

Mayonnaise

Duck Mayonnaise

Void Mayonnaise

Clay

Copper Bar

Silver Bar

Gold Bar

Iridium Bar

Refined Quartz

Honey

Pickles

Jam

Beer

Wine

Juice

Clam

Poppy

Copper Ore

Silver Ore

Coal

Gold Ore

Iridium Ore

Wood

Stone

Nautilus Shell

Coral

Summer Shell

Spice Berry

Sea Urchin

Grape

Spring Onion

Strawberry

Sweet Pea

Common Mushroom

Wild Plum

Hazelnut

Blackberry

Winter Root

Crystal Fruit

Snow Yam

Sweet Gem Berry

Crocus

Red Mushroom

Sunflower

Purple Mushroom

Cheese

Goat Cheese

Cloth

Truffle

Truffle Oil

Coffee Bean

Goat Milk

Large Goat Milk

Wool

Duck Egg

Duck Feather

Caviar

Lucky Rabbit’s Foot

Aged Roe

Ancient Fruit

Mead

Tulip

Summer Spangle

Fairy Rose

Blue Jazz

Apple

Green Tea

Apricot

Orange

Peach

Pomegranate

Cherry

Bug Meat

Hardwood

Maple Syrup

Oak Resin

Pine Tar

Slime

Bat Wing

Rusty Blade

Swirl Stone

Solar Essence

Void Essence

Void Pebble

Void Shard

Void Soul

Fiber

Battery

Dinosaur Mayonnaise

Roe

Squid Ink

Tea Leaves

Ginger

Taro Root

Pineapple

Mango

Cinder Shard

Magma Cap

Bone Fragment

Radioactive Ore

Radioactive Bar

Ancient Fiber

Bearberry

Conch

Dried Sand Dollar

Ferngill Primrose

Golden Ocean Flower

Goldenrod

Green Mushroom

Four-Leaf Clover

Monster Fruit

Monster Mushroom

Mushroom Colony

Poison Mushroom

Red Baneberry

Salal Berry

Slime Berry

Rafflesia

Sports Drink

Stamina Capsule

Thistle

Void Root

Winter Star Ross

Dewdrop Berry

Aged Blue Moon Wine

Blue Moon Wine

Aegis Elixir

Armor Elixir

Barbarian Elixir

Gravity Elixir

Haste Exilir

Hero Elixir

Lightning Elixir

Pufferfish

Anchovy

Tuna

Sardine

Bream

Largemouth Bass

Smallmouth Bass

Rainbow Trout

Salmon

Walleye

Perch

Carp

Catfish

Pike

Sunfish

Red Snapper

Herring

Eel

Octopus

Red Mullet

Squid

Seaweed

Green Algae

Seacucumber

Super Seacucumber

Ghost Carp

White Algae

Stone Fish

Crimsonfish

Angler

Icepip

Lava Eel

Legend

Sandfish

Scorpion Carp

Flounder

Midnight Carp

Mutant Carp

Sturgeon

Tiger Trout

Bullhead

Tilapia

Chub

Dorado

Albacore

Shad

Lingcod

Halibut

Lobster

Crayfish

Crab

Cockle

Mussel

Shrimp

Snail

Periwinkle

Oyster

Woodskip

Glacierfish

Void Salmon

Slimejack

Midnight Squid

Spookfish

Blobfish

Stingray

Lionfish

Blue Discus

Baby Lunaloo

Bonefish

Bull Trout

Butterfish

Clownfish

Daggerfish

Dulse Seaweed

Frog

Gemfish

Goldenfish

Grass Carp

King Salmon

Kittyfish

Lunaloo

Meteor Carp

Minnow

Puppyfish

Radioactive Bass

Razor Trout

Seahorse

Sea Sponge

Shiny Lunaloo

Snatcher Worm

Starfish

Torpedo Trout

Undeadfish

Void Eel

Water Grub

Dwarf Scroll 1

Dwarf Scroll 2

Dwarf Scroll 3

Dwarf Scroll 4

Chipped Amphora

Arrowhead

Ancient Doll

Elvish Jewelry

Chewing Stick

Ornamental Fan

Dinosaur Egg

Rare Disc

Ancient Sword

Rusty Spoon

Rusty Spur

Rusty Cog

Chicken Statue

Ancient Seed

Prehistoric Tool

Dried Starfish

Anchor

Glass Shards

Bone Flute

Prehistoric Handaxe

Dwarvish Helm

Dwarf Gadget

Ancient Drum

Golden Mask

Golden Relic

Strange Doll

Strange Doll

Prehistoric Scapula

Prehistoric Tibia

Prehistoric Skull

Skeletal Hand

Prehistoric Rib

Prehistoric Vertebrae

Skeletal Tail

Nautilus Shell

Amphibian Fossil

Palm Fossil

Trilobite

Emerald

Aquamarine

Ruby

Amethyst

Topaz

Jade

Diamond

Prismatic Shard

Quartz

Fire Quartz

Frozen Tear

Earth Crystal

Alamite

Bixite

Baryite

Aerinite

Calcite

Dolomite

Esperite

Fluorapatite

Geminite

Helvite

Jamborite

Jagoite

Kyanite

Lunarite

Malachite

Nepunite

Lemon Stone

Nekoite

Orpiment

Petrified Slime

Thunder Egg

Pyrite

Ocean Stone

Ghost Crystal

Tiger’s Eye

Jasper

Opal

Fire Opal

Celestine

Marble

Sandstone

Granite

Basalt

Limestone

Soapstone

Hematite

Mudstone

Obsidian

Slate

Fairy Stone

Star Shards

Fried Egg

Omelet

Salad

Cheese Cauliflower

Baked Fish

Parsnip Soup

Vegetable Medley

Complete Breakfast

Fried Calimari

Strange Bun

Lucky Lunch

Fried Mushrooms

Pizza

Bean Hotpot

Glazed Yams

Carp Surprise

Hashbrowns

Pancakes

Salmon Dinner

Fish Taco

Crispy Bass

Pepper Poppers

Bread

Tom Kha Soup

Trout Soup

Chocolate Cake

Pink Cake

Rhubarb Pie

Cookies

Spaghetti

Spicy Eel

Sashimi

Maki Roll

Tortilla

Red Plate

Eggplant Parmesan

Rice Pudding

Ice Cream

Bluberry Tart

Autumn’s Bounty

Pumpkin Soup

Super Meal

Cranberry Sauce

Stuffing

Farmer’s Lunch

Survival Burger

Dish’O’The Sea

Miner’s Treat

Roots Platter

Triple Shot Espresso

Seafoam Pudding

Algae Soup

Pale Broth

Plum Pudding

Artichoke Dip

Stir Fry

Roasted Hazelnuts

Pumpkin Pie

Radish Salad

Fruit Salad

Blackberry Cobbler

Cranberry Candy

Bruschetta

Coleslaw

Fiddlehead Risotto

Poppyseed Muffin

Chowder

Fish Stew

Escargot

Lobster Bisque

Maple Bar

Crab Cakes

Shrimp Cocktail

Ginger Ale

Banana Pudding

Mango Sticky Rice

Poi

Tropical Curry

Squid Ink Ravioli

Mushroom Berry Rice

Big Bark Burger

Flower Cookie

Frog Legs

Glazed Butterfish

Grampleton Orange Chicken

Mixed Berry Pie

Baked Berry Oatmeal

Void Delight

Void Salmon Sushi

#Mistakes have likely been made and I will not be fixing them so just reply to the post with any corrections #sdv #stardew #stardew valley #sdv:e #sdve #stardew expanded #stardew valley expanded #giftable items #sdv items #sdv gifts #sdv gifting #long post

[mouseywrites]

could you write RiD Starscream? a ficlet or hc- maybe he's ranting about his issues in the forest and a human happened to be nearby and they're just like: 'damn you need therapy, want to like.. keep talking but with an active listener instead?' platonic, please.

A Listening Ear - Starscream and Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 505

It was a cool and captivating day outside. The breeze was brisk and crisp, and the sky was calm and blue. Sunlight peeked through the gray clouds, warming your skin and kissing your hair. Leaves of brown and gold crunched beneath your shoes as you traversed the woodland, eager to uncover new sights, sounds, and smells during your hike. 

Birds twittered while frogs croaked in a nearby stream. The citrusy scent of pine needles was fresh on your nose. Trees surrounded you from every side, swaying and whispering along to the wind. 

All in all, it was a fun time. The hiking trail was easy to follow, but not many people explored the area due to the threat of bears and other dangerous wildlife. It was understandable. You, however, didn’t care much about the warnings. No, you were much more interested in finding new places to picnic. 

However, everything came to a standstill when you heard the sound of someone’s voice. 

Abruptly, you halted beside a tree and tilted your head, trying to discern the words. The voice was steady and firm, but growling and rumbling. It almost sounded as though someone was ranting about something.

“Those blasted mini-cons…”

Slowly, you peered through a gap in the bushes and nearly felt your heart plunge into your stomach. 

He was a robot. A giant robot. At least, that was what he seemed like to you. His frame was broad and tall, and his plating was coated in multiple colors, including silver, red, and blue. On his back, there was a set of wings. In his sharp claws, he held what appeared to be a glimmering, purple sword. His face was armored and white with streaks of black beneath his red eyes. The longer you looked at him, the more you realized that he wasn’t from Earth.

“The Dark Star Saber rejects me, so I’m unable to access its full power…” 

Curiously, you watched him pace in the forest clearing. He was so large that you could feel every vibration of his footsteps. 

“And Megatron! Oh, may I finally have my revenge, Primus willing…”

In a way, you felt pity for him.

As you crept forward to hear more, lingering just inches away from him, a leaf crackled below you. The robot was alerted to your presence immediately. He spun around and pointed the sword directly at your face. 

You didn’t run or scream. In fact, you hardly even flinched. Apparently, he considered your behavior to be rather odd. He blinked, staring at you with a puzzled expression on his face.

“You’re not afraid of me, human.” He glared. “Tell me why.”

Genuinely amused by the situation, you smiled. Calmly, you sat on the ground and continued to gaze at him. 

“I’m more curious than I am afraid, to be honest.” You lifted your hand, offering him an ear. “It sounds like you need someone to listen to you.”

The robot lifted his metallic eyebrow. For a moment, there was silence. 

And then, he lowered his sword. 

#transformers robots in disguise 2015 #starscream #reader insert #starscream and reader #my reader insert fics #mouseyindulgence

[borkthemork]

This show is making me think of so many ideas, so what about a fic for the road, shall we?

Content Warning: Mention of needles.

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Somewhere far away, far deeper than any concrete jungle out in the North American coastlines, climbed a woman. She hovered feet from the ground by the suspension of her rope, the tensile strength of her carabiners, and with her gloved hands lifted herself up slowly. Pulling her further into the itchy brambles as her saddle held her in place.

And with the chirps of distant birds, Dr. Anne Savisa Boonchuy breathed slowly to calm down her nerves.

To take in the splendid view before her.

There were the azure skies. How the bright and humid lighting fit the gentle breeze of the canopies. Of the ever revealing Thailand's Khao Sok rainforest as it unveiled its vast greenery past the leaves around her.

There came certainty in how she motioned upward. The nerves of her prior experiences had gotten her this far, and since bouldering didn't fit well with the ethics of well...not doing rough handling with the bark, she grabbed each overhead notch carefully as the world got a little bit brighter. 

A little bit fresher.

Her colleagues below had continued to whoop when she reached the halfway point of the tree. It made sense since the big guy had a forty-seven meter height, and a ta-kian tree was no laughing matter — the sucker can whoop her butt if she even dared tried to mess with its branches.

However, the ascent kept going. And what she found on the other side was her hovering far above the ground, her hair littered with gunk, the landscape quietening even further with the meters between her and the ground.

There it was, she thought. Far beyond her the Thai rainforest spread out in waves of green. With the whistle of the wind, the whole world seemed to sit still and move brusquely all the same, and for a moment she couldn't help but wonder how far she could squint until the mountains blocked her view.

And when she did, she smiled when another bird sang from nearby. A cicada creaking back in kind.

"Alright, alright." Anne rolled her eyes. She motioned her body forward to the tree's bark, and closed even further to the rings etched into the surface. "Sheesh, just because this is my job doesn't mean I can't enjoy it, you know?"

Of course, trees didn't talk. The last time a tree talked to her was way back when she was on another dang world, and right now, Thailand wasn't really the kind of place to make her lose her marbles entirely. However, working on the field could be lonely at times, and sometimes, chatting to herself made the profession a lot more enjoyable than just letting the animals do all the talking.

And speak of the devil, the croak of a frog welcomed her when she squinted further into the foliage. The eyes of a curious amphibian right there between a branch and leaf.

The one amphibian her colleagues liked to call Jaikieow rather than Number Fifty-Three.

"Hey there, lil' bud." Her voice softened. In her line of work, any sudden or harsh movements had always led to a bad time. And since she had been assigned to keep tags on every new tree frog in the canopies, best not to scare him off. "I'm just here to keep an eye on you, okay? No harm done, I promise."

The frog continued eyeing her from behind the leaf. With how green it was, it was hard to find which part of the vegetation was him. 

Until his forelimb moved slightly into the light. Just a teensy bit.

Anne grinned. "Yeah, just like that." 

With her hands fumbling through her bag, the frog continued getting closer. Closer and closer until it pressed to the edge of her ring finger.

She brought out her kit and propped it carefully against her. Secure enough so she could prepare one of the needles from within — a viscous, red liquid now making its way inside the barrel. 

When the frog tensed, Anne stopped.

Ten minutes went by. And maybe ten more if she didn't have the mind to count.

She waited for as long as she could, coaxing Jaikieow further to her gloves until he moved once more, skipping toward the middle of her hand as to nest there. All secure now under her loose grip.

"It's gonna be a little pinch," she said. Her hands gentle in keeping the tiny frog in place.

And with silent hums she inserted the point into his hind leg. Never harsh. Never hesitant in reassuring the animal with whispers.

When she released him back into the branches, the frog looked back at her for a moment. His eyes grew in curiosity — never the same expression when one worked around them for so long — and without another word, disappeared further into his home.

And Anne knew she would come back. She knew with all her heart, that even when she descended back to the eager eyes of her colleagues, that the world of amphibians would be hers to jump back into.

It all came back to the croak of the frog when he spotted her.

Or how the curiosity in his eyes reminded her so much of a friend.

#amphibia #amphibia spoilers #anne boonchuy #fanfic #needles

[zoroara]

June Fran Redraw 17 of 30!      

This long in and I think this is the first Full Body TYL Fran I've actually drawn. Jeez. But anyway look at those thick fucking clomper boots, those remind me of the big red boots you know, the ones literally called that. I also just adore him making a parasol shaped like a leaf with his flames. Or I assume that's what's happening, I'd be surprised if he just fucking found that thing.

Also if you’re interested in Submitting for other Varia members for me to redraw in their months you can check what I still need (here~)  

The Image I redrew is under the cut, just to keep the post small.

[ID: 1: A full colored digital fanart of Fran from ten years later, from the manga and anime Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

His full body's drawn, facing us, with someone's hand at the forefront of the picture, open as if showing him off. Fran sighs, looking to the side, holding a large leaf above his head like an umbrella. The eyes of his frog hat also look to the side, looking as annoyed as Fran.

Fran stands on dirt near water, rocks on the floor and in the water, with grass along the floor and the blue sky behind him.

2: The reference picture form the official illustrations. /End ID]

IDs courtesy of @hopeswriting

funny froggie knows his theming

#khr #katekyo hitman reborn #fran #varia #my art #fanart #redraw

[sysirauta]

A few dragons that was an accidental project a few years back. The point was to make small, simpleish color + nature themed dragons technically wyverns I know. It got a bit out of hand but it's a good collection.

Watercolor paintings.

Infoblurbs and dragon names in order under the cut.

Acidic Leaf Dragon: As far as I know, it indeed glows in the dark. Despite of being rather small and looking slightly like some plant, it bites bites back nastily if disturbed and causes glowing and not easily healing wounds. It usually warns before biting anybody, but its furious warnings are not often taken seriously, mainly because it sounds much like a desert rain frog.

Autumn Leaf Dragon: Another minuscule majestic beast. It looks like it could be from autumnal maple tree. Only thing what it has with maples, is that it likes maple sap and gnaws holes to trees. Maple syrup harvesters think it is a pest.

Red Thorn Dragon: Small in size, furious by nature, this miniature beast is what you don't want to encounter from your rose garden. Its neck is covered in sharp thorns and it bites nastily when disturbed. Despite of everything, it is not toxic and eats many harmful insects out of its way.

Royal Anemone Dragon: Swift and agile flyer, the anemone dragon is specialized catching bigger preys like large crickets and even unfortunate tiny rodents and birds. Somewhere where this dragon is plentiful, locals call it with less honorable name "pansy-fancy" due to its pansy-colored appearance,

Sunfield Dragon: Miniature feathered wyvern which blends well withing sunflowers, can be spotted eating sunflower seeds. Generally docile but pecks if you try touch it all sudden.

Birch Dragon: Small beast which resides in leafy lush forests. It is an odd thing which headbutts and pierces birch trees with its single horn, then feeds the tree sap. When it can be careful with its horn amongst its own kind, it uses it as a weapon when it feels threatened.

Mistfall Dragon: This tiny dragon's feathery scales shine like water surface in the evenings and nights, when it is swooping around catching moths and moth-hunting bats, which didn't expect to be the lunch as well. Its horns are merely decorative, having longer and curlier horns show its good health to its own kind.

Cyan Petals Dragon: This petit dragon flutters on open flower fields, catching unfortunate butterflies. Its flight is erratic, similar to butterflies. It has reflective scales and in sunlight it shines in hues of turquoise and deeper blues.

Rhododendron Dragon: Another minimal dragon with the red thorn dragon which thrives amongst roses. This species claims a few rose bushes as its territory and protects them fiercely. Despite of its size, it will attack anybody who come too close its roses and is seemingly fearless.

Orchid Dragon: Not as hissy as some of other mini dragons, the orchid dragon mostly minds its own business but it appreciates personal space and gets defensive if approaching too close. It can't fly away very fast, so it just spreads its wings to make very (often a bit too adorable) threatening pose.

Nightglow Dragon: A small truly nocturnal dragon, which is often seen around same areas as Silver Swift. It can be a terror for small rodents and bats, but even it needs to keep an eye on bigger owls.

Willow Dragon: Partly fluffy tiny dragon, which nests amongst willows. When it feels threatened, it poofs up all its fur to look bigger. It can endure some cold but rather moves to warmer areas during winter.

Golden Beetle Dragon: When this small shiny dragon needs to hide, it can change its coat color to glossy brownish green to blend surroundings better. But when it flutters around with its full glory, its highly reflective coat cannot remain unnoticed.

Silver Swift Dragon: Small and agile in flight, this shiny dragon races with swallows and catches them for food. Its scales reflect light like silver.

Fool's Copper Dragon: Not actual mineral dragon like the big real dragons it imitates, its coat is merely keratinous and colored like copper. A little more brave that majority of miniature dragons, it can sometimes land close to a passerbying person just out of curiosity.

Brass Fire Dragon: Nothing to do with real fire, this hardy tiny dragon was named due to its living range on hot areas and its brass-colored almost armor like scaly coat which makes it resistant even against fire ants and scorpion stings. It attacks head-on towards its prey and mauls it to death effectively. Occasionally it eats cactus fruits and its attack technic is just the same even against plants.

Conifer Dragon: Tiny beast which lives in coniferous forests, looking for pinecones to eat or pecking out meaty worms from trees like a woodpecker. It has a good disguise against tree bark. Occasional it fights with squirrels and woodpeckers.

Rainbow Fly Dragon: This colourful miniature dragon gets probably all the attention wherever it flutters. Its bright coat is known to scare bigger predators, as anything with these colors surely is not edible.

#dragon #dragons #so many dragons #wyvern #wyverns #Sysi made this #traditional art #watercolor #colorful

[lpsotd]

Hey I'm the anon who found the bucket of old LPS toys! Found it wasn't actually all of them? But here's the ones that were there and imma tell you some fun facts about each grouping!

For the dogs, the one next to the great Dane (I think it's a chocolate lab?) is actually my brother's! The Yorkie with the stick legs was my favorite and the only one of that generation I could stand lol. The purple weiner dog had his back legs chewed off by my actual dog but when my mom went to toss it I lost my little kid mind so hard she never touched it. Also the poodle fairy was my least favorite of my fairies. It was neglected to the point that it's neck is stiff when you go to move it.

I was never really into the birds but the penguin was and still is one of my favorites!

For the cats my brother named the one licking it's paw Spotted Leaf like the warrior cats nerd he was XD my favorite was the tiny pink winking kitten by far though

For the rodents/rodents adjacent my favorites were the beaver and the brown racoon. I made them best friends even though the beaver came with a coon skin hat. Most of them from this group were my friend's. Me and my sister had matching purple lop bunnies because she was mad I got one for my birthday and purple was her color (eye roll) mine was marked with blue on her ear to tell the difference

For the bugs: I had a bee. I remember having and loving said bee. None of these matter to me I want my bee.

Lizards and frogs! My favorite was the orange lizard. I have no idea how that poor frog lost his head but he will undergo a delicate glue reconstruction surgery soon. I despise the big headed chameleon on the end. His tongue pokes out by pressing his crest 10/10 stim but his design makes me irrationally angry 0/10

Aquatics! Me and my sister would make complex trading charts just to get that seahorse. We would value our pets so that we could, in a long series of trades, end up with two pets whose combined worth could ever compare to the seahorse's clear superiority. My mom was impressed at our detailed logs of these trades as much as she was worried that we both wanted it enough to go to these lengths. Somehow she never thought to buy a second one to stop this. I think she feared we would instead try to claim ownership of both instead of sharing, and she would be right.

That little brown bear cub came in a camping set of three. I would have laid my sister to rest if she dared touch them. They were my favorite LPS set ever. A search for the missing cubs is underway.

My sister vandalised my elephant and I want to customize him because that red is not a good look. The cow had a tiny horn headband, she is one of my faves. I got the giraffe when I was in the emergency room for dislocating my floating sternum. Can't look at thing without feeling mildly uncomfortable due to getting it during one of the most painful moments of my life.

I'll send a separate ask with descriptions of my favorites that I couldn't find since this one is...massive 😅 sorry about that

you and your sister were a force to be reckoned with .. thank you for sharing these :o) they r lovely to see and your descriptions for each of them were delightful to read !! i am looking forward to your favorites description :o)

#long post #[ asks ]

[kairenn-n]

fic written by a frog:

hi my name is Greenery Croak'ness Slimey Toad Fly and i have lime green skin (that's how I got my name) with blue streaks and orange that reaches my hands and burning red eyes like blazing flames and a lot of people tell me I look like Agalychnis Callidryas (AN: if u don't know who she is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to flies but I wish I was because they're a major fucking yummy. I'm a colorful frog but I'm not poisonous. I live in trees. I'm also a amphibian, and I go to a wetland called Neotropical rainforest in Central America where I'm in the second year (I'm two). I'm a croaker (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly green. I love leaves and I get all my camouflage from there. For example today I was on a green leaf with matching foliage around it. I covered my blue sides with my back legs, tucked my orange feet under my belly, and shut my red eyes with my nictitating membrane. I was resting on the tree. It was humid and raining so there was much sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of flies stared at me. I darted my tongue at them.

"Hey Greenery!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was… Sala Mander!

"What's up Sala?" I asked.

"Nothing." he said shyly.

But then, I heard my friends croak me and I had to go away.

#i... am very sorry #mia tag #geese tag #frog #frog fic #frogs #my immortal