front fanged


A little jumping spider I found some time ago crawling on the cab of my truck. I believe someone identified them as a female tan jumping spider? Please correct me if that’s inaccurate. I live in North Carolina, if that would help with a better conclusion if the mods have a better idea of who this little cutie is. They cleaned their fangs in front of me and was just a pleasure to have spotted.

AS: yep it is a female tan jumping spider! cuuuuute


really cool songs by really cool female fronted bands
>>> vitamins [milk teeth] | smoke [pvris] | move, shake, hide [marmozets] | name that thing [chumped] | anklebiters [paramore] | lone wolves [happy fangs] | the best thing [we are the in crowd] | make a move [icon for hire] | nothing’s wrong [echosmith] | fireproof [against the current] | don’t wish [tonight alive] | drown with the monster [white lung] | cold blooded [courage my love] | the one to get me out [candy hearts] | vice [love, robot] | other side [new years day] | follow me down [the pretty reckless] | just a girl [no doubt] <<<

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Klangst Week: March 29th (Voltron/Garla)


It’s Klangst week! Why didn’t I know Klangst week is a thing? ;-; 

I’m joining this pretty late (hope that’s okay!) with a small fic, I tried to combine bits and pieces of the previous days to get on track with the remaining week, but it’s mainly focused on the theme of today! ^^


He felt it more than he understood it.

There were little signs, small ways he conveyed it to him like waves breaking on rocky shores, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Lance noticed the way he’d refuse to look him in the eye, the way he’d open his mouth to speak then stop midway, thinking no one had noticed it. He’d gotten harsher, his words fewer and bitter whenever he allowed himself to talk.

He tried to find when it started, understand when they became…this.
When Keith decided he could lie to Lance’s face.

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Timber Rattlesnake, (Crotalus horridus), is a species of venomous pit viper found in the eastern United States. This is the only rattlesnake species in most of the populous northeastern United States.

Potentially, this is one of North America’s most dangerous snakes, due to its long fangs, impressive size and high venom yield. This is to some degree offset by its relatively mild disposition. Before striking, they often do a good deal of preliminary rattling and feinting, shown in this photo. Cist (1845) described how he lived in western Pennsylvania for many years and that the species was quite common there, but in all that time he heard of only a single death resulting from its bite.

Photo taken by John Macey

The Love Of A Mikaelson (Part Two)

Requested By Anon

Klaus became more irritated with each passing day that you refused to talk to him. He was also to stubborn to end your indignant refusal by removing the dagger from Elijah, meaning it was up to Rebekah to pass messages back and forth.


“He wants you to go with him to a party with Marcel.” Rebekah grumbled from the doorway.

“Tell him I said.” Was all you said making Rebekah shake her head as you went back to tell Klaus that you were still not talking to him.


He appeared in your door way with a huff of breath. You refused to look at him as he glared at you, both of you knew your stubbornness matched his and he would have no choice to either continue to fight through your foul mood or give up and let Elijah out of the coffin he was currently ‘stored in’.


“Let Elijah out and I’ll help you.” You offered.


“Help me and I’ll lessen the time he’s in there and will allow you to spend time alone with him.” Klaus countered.


“Allow me… you… listen here you irritating…!” You were cut off when Klaus was suddenly in front of you, his fangs bared as he glared down at you.

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nightly-noivern  asked:

5-- mega evolve Veneon, please!

I extended the front fangs, and made the rest of the teeth in the mouth longer and angles back. The head went from a general reptilian look to something specifically based off of a raptor, since that’s where the claws are inspired from. One of veneon’s ‘pokedex names’ is the “Apex Predator Pokemon” since it’s an extremely efficient and deadly hunter in the wild. The extended claws as a classic Veneon are a dimorphic trait only found on biological males, but I’ve decided they’re on both male and female for the mega form. The tail now has barbs on the shaft of the tail and the stinger itself. Veneon are both venomous and poisonous when they have the poison point ability, the spikes are venomous, and glands in the skin produce poisonous oils that coat its fur, which is what causes the purplish patches in some of the fur. The spikes are really just spots where the glands are largest, and the dried poison bonds with the fur to harden it hard enough to penetrate skin if enough force is applied.The glands on the mega form overproduce, causing the tinting on more than just the spikes, seen on the ears and legs. The legs are longer and thicker, allowing for mega veneon to run faster and deal more physical damage in battle.

Three's A Charm... Or Is It?

Hey guys, I feel like it’s been forever since I actually posted a one shot on this tumblr. I always just share vines or Instagram posts. 😂 I’m so sorry. I have a wattpad so if you would like to go there and follow me, it’s biersackayyy. Just like my Instagram and Twitter. But anyways here’s the one shot. I wrote it about myself, but you can replace my name with (y/n).

“You’re such a f*ucking asshole!” I screamed at my boyfriend as I yanked the door open to the coffee shop. I was livid. He stepped in front of me and shut it before I could walk in. He had been texting his ex girlfriend again. It made me absolutely furious.
“Babe, come on. I’m sorry, she just wanted to know what I was up to is all.” I shoved his chest.
“Leave me alone! Don’t talk to me. If you really loved me you wouldn’t be talking to her! Now let me go in.” I growled. I did not have time for his silly little games. He was immature and constantly played with my head.
“Baby. Stop.” He whined. I rolled my eyes in disgust.
“Just go Jason.” I said through my teeth.
“But I drove you here!” He whined again.
“Just go!” I growled. “I don’t want to see your f*ucking face!” He sighed in defeat. This was the last and final straw. I wasn’t going to let him do this to me again. He cheated on me with the same girl a few months ago, and like the naive idiot I was, I took him back, thinking he would change. I pushed passed him, and yanked the coffee shop door open once again. I immediately noticed one of the tables crowded by a group of interesting looking men. All five pairs of eyes were glued to me, and I suddenly felt very embarrassed. My cheeks flushed hot and I walked passed them as quickly as I could to wait in line. They probably just witnessed me fighting with Jason. I sneakily looked over my shoulder at the table they were sitting at. They’ve moved on from gawking at me and were now having a conversation amongst themselves. The one stood out the most to me. He had messy black hair, high cheekbones, a slightly round chin, and an extremely defined jawbone. His lips were plump and pink and his nose was pierced on the right side. A single silver hoop hang from it. What I noticed most about everything was his striking blue eyes. Even from where I was standing and sneakily grabbing peeks of the beautiful boy, I could see them. They were so blue, that they were almost silver-like. He was wearing a leather jacket, a black t-shirt underneath and black jeans. I could tell he had a few tattoos on his neck, but that was about it.
“Ma'am can I take your order?” I was instantly snapped out of my thoughts and startled when the young girl behind the counter spoke.
“Uh-um can I just get a large coffee with three cream and three sugar please?” I said, feeling my pockets for my card. I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and he was so tall compared to my small five feet. I came up to just about his armpit. I was mesmerized when he spoke. His voice was so deep and had a little rasp to it. He reached passed me and handed the girl behind the counter a credit card.
“I got it.” He said. I was completely flabbergasted.
“A-are you sure?” I asked the beautiful boy. He chuckled.
“Yes, I’m sure. A $3 coffee is not going to break my bank.” He chuckled, as the girl behind the counter handed his card back.
“Thank you.” I said, nervously.
“I, uh saw what happened out there earlier. Are you okay miss…?” He was trying to get my name I realized.
“Uh Racheal, my name is Racheal.” He smiled warmly and offered me his hand. I shook it. Weird. I thought.
“I’m Andy.” The way he said his name was even attractive. This man was gorgeous.
“I’m okay, he’s just an asshole.” I said, sighing.
“Is he your boyfriend or something?” He asked.
“Was.” I said, giving the word emphasis.
“Oh.” Andy said, putting his hands in the pockets of his jacket. The girl behind the counter handed me my coffee.
“Thank you.” I said smiling.
“Come sit with me.” Andy offered, gesturing towards a booth by the wall. “They won’t mind if we sit by ourselves.” He said lowly. I glanced at them. They were all gawking at us. I felt embarrassed once more.
“Okay.” I said. Andy lead us to a booth by the window. It was starting to snow.
“Tell me what he did.” Andy spoke.
“He’s just been extremely shady. He’s been talking to his ex girlfriend behind my back. He cheated on me with her at least twice that I know of, but silly me, I just keep taking him back, hoping he’s going to change. I’m so sick of his shit.” I could feel tears start to threaten their way out of my eyes.
“I’ve been in that type of situation before. My last girlfriend cheated on me constantly. I put up with it for five years, because I also thought she would change. I’m in a band, I tour constantly. I’m out on the road for six to nine months at a time. I could have had any girl I wanted as a one night stand, I could have so easily cheated on her and she would never find out about it, but I never did because I loved her. Obviously she didn’t love me at all. The entire time I was out on the road, it was guy after guy and I only found out because I set up a camera in our room. I was suspicious. I didn’t want my heart broken and I wanted the truth. She had sex with four different men in two nights while I was away. Could you imagine how pissed off I was?” He had a pained look in his eyes, and the color was starting to fade to a dull gray. He was truly heart broken. I just met this man, but yet he was so easy to talk to and open up with.
“I’m so sorry to hear that. I never caught Jason in the act. He straight up told me. I was dumb enough to just be like, ‘well it means a lot to me that you were so honest. Promise you won’t do it again.’ And he promised and promised and promised and just played head game after head game, after head game. When am I ever going to learn?” I could feel the tears threaten once more to spill over.
“A beautiful girl like you doesn’t deserve that at all. I see he drove you here. Do you have a ride home?” I suddenly felt embarrassed once more. I was twenty-three and I didn’t have my own car.
“No, I-I don’t have a car.” Andy chuckled, making my cheeks flush again.
“You’re cute when you do that.” He giggled, making them flush even redder and I covered my face with my hands. He reached across the table and pulled them away from my face. His hands were so soft, but the tips of his fingers were ice cold.
“Your face is far too pretty to cover with your hands.” I then noticed he still had ahold of my hands, resting them on the table. I then smiled genuinely, for the first time in a really long time.
“Come on, let me take you home.” My heart was flip flopping in my chest. He was so gorgeous, and he was incredibly sweet.

He explained to his friends that we were leaving, and they all chuckled and made perverted jokes and what not and it made me blush again. I didn’t want them to think that that was the type of girl I was. I assumed the group of gentlemen was Andy’s band. They all had long hair and tattoos. They seemed polite enough though. They were just being typical men.
Andy had a nice, black, sleek car. It had two doors, and the windows were tinted black as well. It was a Dodge Challenger. He opened the passenger side door for me. I was actually really grateful for such the small gesture of kindness.
“Thank you.” I said, as I slid into the seat.
“You’re welcome beautiful.” He said, making my heart race. He shut the door and I fastened my seatbelt, taking a sip of my coffee and putting it in the cup holder. He got in the driver’s side, turning he car on and flipping on the heater. He opened his center console and was digging for something. He first pulled out a CD, and then a pack of cigarettes. I noticed the cover had a demon like creature on the front, fangs bared and drool dripping from the teeth. There was some kind of star symbol clenched in its claws and the name above it said 'Black Veil Brides.’ He handed it to me.
“This is my band. You should check us out.” He said with a smirk. I flipped the CD over in my hands and I recognized him immediately in the center. He was flanked on either side by the same guys that were in the coffee shop. I was right. I opened the cover and took the CD out.
“Can we play it now?” I asked, eagerly. He smiled and took the CD from me, feeding it into the slot on his dashboard. He took a cigarette from his pack and lit it. He offered the pack to me and I gladly took one.
“Here.” He said, leaning towards me. I placed the cigarette between my lips and he lit it for me. The opening guitar chords started playing through the speakers. I took a drag off my cig and blew the smoke out of my nose. He put his car in reverse and we pulled out onto the road. As soon as the lyrics to words floated through my ears, I realized that Andy was the singer. His singing voice differed from his talking voice, but I loved the way he sang. I loved the low growls he sometimes used as he finished off a word. I would say his singing voice was just as sexy as his talking voice. I pointed him in the direction of which road to take.

He pulled into my driveway.
“Would you like to come in?” I asked, pushing the eject button on his CD player and pulling the CD out and carefully placing it back into the case. I grabbed my coffee and unbuckled my seat belt.
“Um, sure.” He said, a smirk playing on his lips and we both exited the vehicle. I stepped onto the sidewalk leading to my steps and I immediately started to slip on the ice. I felt Andy’s hand grab my elbow before I could actually fall and spill scolding hot coffee all over myself and him. I was so clumsy and now I was more embarrassed than all the times I was embarrassed today. Andy chuckled a bit.
“Are you okay Rach?” He asked. I took a deep breath in.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I said going up my steps. I pulled my key out my jacket pocket and unlocked the door. My cat, Jasper welcomed me with a warm meow and leg rub. He was an all gray cat with white paws.
“I love cats.” Andy said, coming into my home. He squatted down and let Jasper sniff his hand. Jasper nudged his head into Andy’s hand asking to be pet. Andy gave him a gentle scratch behind his ears and Jasper shook his head. Andy stood back up and looked down as Jasper rubbed himself up against his leg, his tail stretched upward. He was purring.
“His name is Jasper.” I said, smiling admiring my furry little friend.
“Have a seat.” I said, gesturing to my couch. I was a terrible host. I hardly ever had people over.
“Would you like something to drink?” I asked, as Jasper leapt onto the couch and made himself cozy in Andy’s lap.
“No, I’m fine thank you. Sit down here with me, relax. Let’s just talk. I want to get to know you better.” Andy said, stroking Jasper’s fur. Jasper wrapped his tail around his body and began to purr contently, closing his emerald green eyes and enjoying the attention. I sat next to Andy.
“What kind of music do you like Racheal?” He asked. I loved the way he said my name. I found it very attractive.
“I like a little bit of everything.” I admitted. “But my favorite genre is definitely classic rock. Kiss is one of my all time favorite bands.” Andy’s eyes lit up.
“I grew up listening to Kiss, and I still do on occasion.”
“I love them. My father was in a cover band when I was a child. Sadly, he’s no longer with us.” I said sadly, looking down at my lap.
“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that.” He said, putting a hand gently on my knee, causing my heart rate to freak out.
“Tell me about you.” I said, switching positions so that I was sitting cross legged, facing him.
“Well, like I said I’m in a band. That’s what takes up the majority of my time. I’m originally from Cincinnati, but I live in L.A. now.” My eyes lit up when he said Cincinatti.
“You’re from Ohio too?” I asked. He nodded his head.
“I’m from Ashtabula. I know that’s far from Cincinnati, but that’s cool that you’re a Ohio native. Bengals fan I assume?” He chuckled and nodded his head.
“I’m assuming you’re a Browns fan?” I shook my head in disgust.
“Hell no, Pittsburgh Steelers all the way.” He chuckled and shook his head.
“Nooo. That’s not good at all.” I chuckled this time.
“Actually what brings you to my small, Pennsylvania town?” I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. He cleared his throat.
“My band and I were headed to Pittsburgh when our tour bus broke down on I-79. We were really close to this town called Meadville, and we thought we would stop in and check it out. Not many kids around here know who Black Veil Brides are do they?” He asked, with a smile. His subtle cockiness was kind of adorable to be honest. I shook my head.
“I didn’t even know who you were…” I playfully whispered. He chuckled. I really liked him. He was so easy to talk to.
“If your tour bus was broken down, how is your car here?” He laughed. “I always bring my car. I sometimes prefer to follow the bus to wherever we’re going in my car. If I’m not driving it, one of the other guys are.”
“So how are they going to get home?”
“You’re full of questions aren’t you?” He asked playfully. I giggled. He seemed to make me giggle a lot. “They’ll call a cab and stay at a hotel. You’re so cute when you laugh.” I blushed again and covered my face. He scooted closer to me, causing Jasper to jump onto the floor and stretch out, sauntering away with his tail outstretched in the air. He pulled my hands away from my face.
“Don’t cover your face beautiful, I like looking into your gorgeous green eyes. The color is extremely fascinating to me.” He cupped my chin with his hand, and he slowly pulled my face to his. We were just centimeters away, about to lock lips for the first time. How badly did I want to feel his plump lips pressed against mine. We were both startled right out of our skin when Jason opened my front door. I immediately jumped to my feet.
“Who the hell is this?!” He asked jealously. Andy stood up next to me, putting a protective grip on my arm.
“Go Jason, get out!” I yelled at him.
“No, this is my place too and you’re sitting on this couch about to make out with some guy?!” He yelled.
“Get the f*uck out now.” I said, shoving his chest. He balled his hands into fist at his sides and stepped towards me, I was shocked when I felt two hands push me out of the way.
“Don’t you dare lay a hand on her!” I heard Andy growl. Jason took a step backwards.
“She wants you to leave. Now, get your things and leave. Her and I have some business to do.” I just stood there, completely shocked. Jason and Andy were at a stand off. The air was thick of tension and testosterone. Jason angrily pushed passed me and went into what used to be our room, slamming the door shut, causing me to jump. He came out a few moments later with some bags of clothes.
“I’m staying with Nicky.” He taunted me. Nicky was his ex girlfriend.
“That’s perfectly okay with me. Go have fun with your little slut. Remember you’re throwing away a good girl for a piece of trash.” I taunted him sarcastically. Jason scoffed and angrily left, practically slamming my front door right off the hinges.
“I’m so sorry Andy.” I said after Jason left. I secretly hoped he slipped on the icy sidewalk. Andy started to make his way over to me quickly, he grabbed onto my shoulders, and locked his lips onto mine. I was taken aback just a bit but then I started to kiss him back. His tongue played at my lips, begging for entrance and I allowed it. He began massaging my tongue with his. His hand slid up to the back of my neck and then tangled into my hair. He was such a good kisser. I couldn’t get enough. I just wanted to keep kissing him forever. He broke our kissing and started at my neck. I moaned sweetly, letting him know I thoroughly enjoyed him doing that. He wrapped my arms around his neck and hoisted me up by my waist, I instinctively put my legs around his waist and he began carrying me down my hallway. He opened my bedroom door and tossed me on my bed. He crawled on top of me, placing his hands on either side of my head and bending his neck down, locking lips with me again. I wasn’t usually the type of girl to hook up with a stranger, but there was something so different about Andy. He started in at my neck again, and then kissed across my collarbones and then our lips were tangled together once more. He broke the kissing to whisper something in my ear. His breath was heavy, and it tickled my earlobe.
“Do you want to?” He whispered, then nibbled my ear gently. Sex. Sex sounded so heavenly right now. I haven’t had it in about three months because I couldn’t trust Jason and I didn’t want him having sex with me if he was cheating on me.
“Yes.” I practically moaned.
“Good, because I want you.” He moaned into my ear, causing me to break out into shivers. He started kissing me again, pushing my thighs apart so he could lay on top of me better. He shrugged out of his leather jacket. I then noticed his arms were all also tattooed. The left one having an entire sleeve of ink down to his wrist. He worked his way down my body. Slowly sliding my shirt up, licking me from where my pants started to my belly button, and then trailed kisses up my tummy as he slid my shirt up even farther, up over my breasts and then off my head.
“Wait, wait…” I said, briefly interrupting him. “I don’t even know your last name.” He chuckled.
“Biersack.” He said.
“What’s yours?” He asked, fiddling with my bra. It clasped in the front.
I placed my hand over his, causing him to look at me.
“Goodman.” I said. He grinned and pecked my lips.
“Now that we’re fully acquainted, can we get back to business?” We both chuckled. I nodded my head. He unclasped my bra and I shrugged out of it, tossing it on the floor. He kissed in between them. His hair fell from its place and danced softly against my bare skin, tickling it as he kissed across my chest. He gently pulled a nipple into his mouth as he squeezed my other breast gently. I groaned in response. He switched and did the same thing to the other breast. He got up, breaking contact and that’s when I noticed I was practically out of breath. He pulled his shirt up over his head and started to unbutton his pants. He was now in his boxers and I could see the delicious outline of his manhood. He was definitely ready to go, but he was taking his time with me. Something told me deep down inside that gentle sex was NOT his thing, but he was being a gentlemen for me right now.
“Lay this way.” He said, motioning with his finger. I moved so that my head was on the pillows and he walked to the foot of my bed. He even had tattoos on his chest. A heart with a dragonfly on the right side and then some kind of lettering on the left. He climbed into my bed. He undid the button to my jeans and began to slide them off my legs. Thank god I was wearing a cute pair of undies today. They were just black boy shorts. Nothing fancy. Andy’s tongue played at the top of my panties. He was kissing my lower belly again. It honestly drove me completely wild. He hooked his fingers into the sides of my panties and began to slide them down my hips. He slid them all the way down and reached down a bit to get them off my feet.
“Have you ever had a guy eat your p*ussy?” He asked, running his finger up my slit and just barely grazing my most sensitive part.
“Yes, but no one has ever done it good enough.” A devilish smile played on his lips.
“Really…? Because all I wanna do is taste you.” He said, opening my thighs even more. His head descended in between my legs. He kissed each of my inner thighs gently, teasing me. He put his arms under my knees and pulled my hips to the edge of the bed where he knelt down on the floor. His tongue ran up my slit, causing me to gasp and then moan softly as it flicked gently across my most sensitive area. It didn’t take him long to get me to the very edge.
“Ugh, yes Andy, right there… Don’t stop… Keep going…” I moaned. He grabbed my hips harder, keeping me in place. I was so close… I was teetering on the edge of orgasmic bliss. My orgasm hit in a tidal wave, washing over me wave after wave after wave. He didn’t take his mouth off me until I was completely done. My entire body was now shaking, and I felt sedated. He worked his way back up my body. He must have taken his boxers off while I was previously preoccupied…
He got in between my thighs and placed his tip at my entrance, running it up my slit. He nipped at my neck, nibbling it gently.
“It’s not going to take me long to bust baby. You’ve got me so worked up, and it’s been so long since I’ve been physical with anyone.” He whispered against my ear. He started to push himself into me, inching it slowly inside. I was surprised by how thick he was. He stretched me nicely.
“Mmm, you’re so tight. How many people have you been with?”
“Just two.” I moaned as he began moving slowly in and out.
“I’m your third?” He asked. I nodded.
“Three’s a charm honey.” He groaned as his movements became quicker.
“I’m so close already, and you’re so tight. I knew it wasn’t going to take me long to bust.” His d*ick felt so good, I didn’t want him to stop. He buried his head into my neck, while resting his left arm across my chest and tangling his fingers in my hair.
“I’m gonna c*um.” He groaned against my neck, he quickly pulled out and rubbed himself until he came in spurts on my belly, moaning lightly under his breath. The liquid was hot and sticky on my skin. I laid there trying to catch my breath. He wondered off to my bathroom, which was attached to my room. I heard him run the water and then he came back out with a damp wash rag. He cleaned me off and then himself off. He reached for his pants.
“Wait, don’t go…” I said, “come here, cuddle with me. Lay in this bed with me.” He grinned, and put his boxers back on and handed me my panties and my shirt.

We just laid there for hours, my head on his chest and him tracing lines into my arm with his fingers as we talked about everything and anything.
“Racheal, I really like you a lot. I would like to give you my number. We should talk more, and get to know each other some more.” He placed his lips against my forehead gently. They were so incredibly soft.
“Okay.” I said quietly, suddenly sad that it sounded like he was leaving.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
“I don’t want you to go yet.” I admitted. He chuckled.
“Well what if I don’t want to go yet? What if I wanted to stay here all night?” He ran his hand down my back.
“I think that sounds like a wonderful plan.” He hooked his hand under my chin once more and we locked lips again.

Six Weeks Later
Andy and I were talking sparely ever since he left the next day after our little tryst. I understood though, he was busy with touring and not to mention he did just get out of a five year long relationship. He wasn’t quite ready for a fully committed relationship just yet. We both agreed to not see other people though. He promised he would come back for me. That all made me warm and fuzzy, but I was actually in a sheer panic. My period was late, by more than a few days. I started weighing the odds in my head. We didn’t use a condom, but he pulled out, but I’m not on any type of birth control. I didn’t want to freak him out by telling him I think I might be pregnant. I also felt extremely guilty. I couldn’t be having his baby right now. He’s in the middle of his career. This baby would put that on hold. I toyed around with the idea of not telling him and just cutting him off and never speaking to him again, but I couldn’t bare the thought of never seeing him again.

Over the next week my period still hadn’t shown up. I had horrible nausea. Even just the smell of certain foods made me run to the bathroom and throw up everything I ate for lunch. My breasts hurt and if I wasn’t mistaken, they looked a little bigger. F*uck. He’s going to kill me. It’s that simple. I decided to be brave. I was going to walk down to the nearest drug store and buy a test. I felt as if I was going to have a full on panic attack walking into that Rite Aid. I decided to buy an expensive digital one that came with two in a box. I practically ran back home. I wanted to know, but I was also completely terrified. Would Andy want me to have the baby? Would he want me to put it up for adoption? I knew he wasn’t the type to suggest the other thing and I was completely against it for myself. I opened the box and took the test out, I held it up in front of my face. This little plastic stick was going to determine if my life was about to drastically change. I took a deep breath and stuck the test between my legs while I peed. I replaced the cap, sat it on the corner of the sink and washed my hands. Jasper nudged his way into the bathroom and lovingly rubbed against my legs, purring. He let out a soft meow.
“Mom?” It almost seemed like was asking me.
The test beeped and I jumped. It was ready for me to look at it. I took a deep breath. I was shaking scared. My knees felt as if they were going to give out. I picked the test up and held it in front of my face. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard someone knock on the bathroom door.
“Racheal?” It was Andy’s voice. F*uck. What was he doing here? I hid the box and put the test in my back pocket and I opened the door.
“Hey what are you doing here?” I asked nervously, giving him a hug. He kissed my lips, and I gratefully kissed him back.
“I came to surprise you.” He said with a grin.
“We need to talk.” I said, grabbing his hand. His face fell. He looked sad and I felt terrible. I took him into the living room and we sat on the couch.
“What’s wrong baby?” He asked. I was happy and just completely thankful that he was here so we could have this conversation in person.
“I missed my period Andy.” I said quietly. He looked at me confused for a moment.
“Oh?” He asked, “do you think that you might be…?” I pulled the test out of my pocket. I still haven’t even looked at it yet.
“Oh. That’s what you were doing in the bathroom.” He said, when he saw it in my hands.
“I haven’t even looked at it yet.” I felt like I wanted to burst into a sea of tears. He pulled me in to cuddle into his chest.
“We’ll look at it together, in 3… 2… 1….” He counted down and then we flipped the test over to look at it together. I gasped.
“Oh my god…” He whispered. There it was in small black letters, printed clear as day.
My breath hitched into my throat. I wanted to cry, I wanted to celebrate, I wanted to scream… I had all these emotions and didn’t know what to do with them. I started to break down. Andy rubbed my back.
“Don’t cry baby. I’m not mad if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I ruined your life.” I sobbed into his chest.
“Racheal, what? You did not ruin my life… You’re making my life better.” He hooked his fingers under my chin. “You’re eyes get a darker, more richer shade of green when you cry.” He kissed my lips.
“Don’t cry, please don’t cry.”
“What are we going to do?” I said sniffling.
“We’re going to have a baby.” Andy said, “I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to be there with you every step of the way. Pack your bags honey, you’re coming with me.” I looked at him as if he was some type of new life form.
“What?” He asked.
“Are you sure?” I asked him.
“Why wouldn’t I be? You’re gorgeous, amazing, funny, and now you have my kid in there. Of course I’m sure.” I blinked slowly at him, letting this all just slowly register in my brain. I sniffled again.
“Well okay. Will you help me pack?” I asked. He chuckled.
“Of course.” We talked about a lot as he helped me pack my clothes into suitcases.
“First things first, tomorrow we need to call a doctor as soon as we land in L.A. You need an ultra sound. Also you’re going to need prenatal vitamins.” I could already tell he was going to be such a good daddy. He handled it way better than I thought he ever would and to think that we bumped into each other at a coffee shop on a completely random whim. I put Jasper into his cat carrier with a blanket and his favorite mouse toy. I was actually kind of excited to enjoy my life with Mr. Biersack.

(Open RP Starter) Vampires

(A vampire starter because Matt has zero self control, adores vampires, and Andy encouraged him)

Percival had done a fairly decent job at hiding his newest issue since he’d come back from being captured by Grindelwald. Only a few people knew and those were the nurses that had taken care of him. (he felt a little bad about how they’d found out, but he didn’t mean to lash out at them, really, he was just scared and hungry but it was okay eventually, they were friends now)

He’d made them promise not to tell anyone, determined that he could handle it himself, preferably without harming anyone if he could help it. He was still figuring things out, but he was getting used to hiding the fangs in front of people and he was definitely thankful for the faster healing process. He would still walk into direct sunlight like an idiot sometimes but he normally covered that up fairly well.

Unfortunately for him, one day he hadn’t been paying enough attention, hadn’t been listening hard enough. He had gotten into the habit of staying at work late so he could walk home without worrying so he didn’t expect anyone else to be in the office but the smell of them hit him like a brick and he realized very quickly that he’d gone too long without feeding. With a slight bit of hesitation, wanting to just lock himself in his office until they’d gone away, he turned on his heel out of curiosity to see who exactly it was.

Interruption (Final Rose)

Lightning stomped into her team’s dorm room and recoiled at the sight in front of her. Fang was making out with some wolf Faunus girl.

“Fang!” Lightning barked. “What do you think you’re doing?”

The dark-haired woman stopped what she was doing and smirked. “You really don’t know what I’m doing? Damn, I though you had more experience than that.”

Lightning’s eye twitched. If they didn’t need a full team to take on the most interesting missions, she would have murdered Fang then and there. “No making out in the dorm room.”

“Funny, I seem to recall walking in on you and Summer making out on your bed yesterday.”

“I will kill you.”

“No, you’ll try.” Fang smirked. “And you’ll fail.”

The wolf Faunus had gone from being embarrassed to being terrified due to the sheer amount of Aura that was bleeding into the space between Lightning and Fang. Lightning scowled. She’d already been warned that the cost of repairing any further property damage would be deducted from their pay for their next mission, so putting Fang through the wall again wasn’t an option.

“You,” Lightning snapped, glaring at the Faunus. “Get out.”

Fang tightened her hold on the girl, tugging her back into her lap. “She’s not going anywhere.”

“Uh…” the wolf Faunus made a face. “I think I should… I mean… this is getting kind of scary, and not in a good way.” Before Fang could stop her, she squirmed off Fang’s lap and bolted out the door. Fang growled and got to her feet. She marched right up to Lightning. “You are an absolute killjoy, you know that right?”

Lightning sneered. “Oh, please, you weren’t going to get lucky.”

“What would you know about getting lucky?”

“I’ll have you know that I know plenty!”

Fang snarled. “One of these days, Lightning, I’m going to kick your ass.”

Lightning smiled thinly. “You mean like the time you challenged me for leadership of the team? I seem to recall kicking your ass.”

“It won’t happen again.” Fang gave a frustrated growl and flopped back onto her bed. “You just ruined my evening.” She gave Lightning a teasing smile. “Care to take her place?”

Lightning’s response was to point her gun blade at Fang’s head. “As if.”

Preview: Chapter 20

Not sure yet when this will be done, but here’s a little preview to ready yourselves for this:

Percival pulled a chair, sliding it so that he was perfectly in between Grindelwald and Tina. In their reality, it didn’t make an ounce of difference; he was a viper without fangs in front of a tiger just itching to pounce. But, for Percival, the gesture meant everything.

“For such a public figure, you are a difficult man to book, Percival Graves,” he said, far above a whisper. Percival’s neck nearly snapped back to see if Tina heard it, but she didn’t stir. A silencing spell, or a stunner. Hard to tell. “Not home, not at your office, so then I thought – where else would MACUSA’s most eligible bachelor rest his head at night?”

“What do you want?”

“Tsk, boy, straight to business - did no one teach you manners?”

Grindelwald raised a hand in the air and Percival flinched, his eyes and mind snapping shut into an impenetrable black hole as he waited for the pain to begin, for the unrelenting force of Grindelwald’s willpower to slash at his mind until he was nothing but a memory of his former self. Until-

There was no pain. Only silence.

“I see you haven’t forgotten about our time together,” he drawled as Percival opened his eyes, hating the smugness in Grindelwald’s. “I almost thought you did, since our little showdown in the warehouse.”

Percival swallowed, trying to regain any composure he’d surely lost so embarrassingly quickly. “You’re a hard man to forget.”

“Quite right,” Grindelwald shook his head, slowly, eyes falling in disappointment. “You are just incapable of keeping your word, aren’t you?”

“What are you talking about?”

No magic inside the case. Remember that? Because I do. It was all I could think about when I heard about that little message you sent to your sweetheart,” Grindelwald’s eyes lifted over Percival’s shoulder and he tensed, gripping the table until the splintered pieces pierced his skin, but the pain did nothing to center him. “I thought we were partners.”

“You were arrested. I was left for dead.”

“Please. I would have arranged for someone to take care of you.”

“Like a fucking dog.”

“Like a partner.

Grindelwald stood, fixing his tie before his eyes shifted back to where Tina slept and Percival’s followed. “No,” he grabbed Percival’s hair, twisting it and pulling it up until their eyes met. There was just enough heat flowing into Percival’s scalp, that unmistakable tinge of magic, and he knew immediately he was glued to that chair. “You keep your eyes straight ahead, Percival. You won’t want to see this.”


Raphael was furious, he stormed away from you, leaving you alone among the other vampires. Despite knowing, they wouldn’t dare touch you it was still alarming to be outnumbered by the Downworlders.


“You let her go.” Raphael spat at you as he stormed to the rooms at the top of the hotel that were normally kept for meetings.


“Not me, the Clave let her go.” You yelped when he appeared in front of you, his fangs bared with frustration as he backed you against the door frame you’d been stood next to.

“Oh don’t give me that crap (Y/N), you were there so you could have objected.” He hissed. Instinct kicked in and you shoved his chest causing him to hurtle backwards.

“No I couldn’t, we’re already in enough trouble with the Clave and I couldn’t add to that by admitting the Lightwoods most disappointing trainee has a thing for the leader of the New York vampires.” You snapped at him.

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Mute Part 6 -Liam Dunbar Imagine

Originally posted by dylansprayberrysource

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Warnings: Mention of death once again, fighting

A/N: Next part is the last one to the series!

“Are you sure?” Scott asked. The pack was gathered in his living room, talking about what Stiles had seen. 

“No. But I have a feeling he’s the one behind it” 

“A feeling isn’t proof” Lydia stated.

“I know what I saw. She was visibly shaking after seeing him.” 

“Maybe she was cold?” Kira questioned.

“What if it was him? Liam asked. “I mean, he’s done a lot of bad stuff” 

“Theo isn’t one to trust, who knows what he’ll do? What if he comes after her?” Stiles said, clearly upset about the situation.

“What if…he already did?” Scott spoke slowly. “Listen we don’t know what happened at the library. All we know is that Jordan found her passed out on the floor. She was clearly terrified. What if Theo attacked her?” 

“I’m going to kill that son of a bi-”

“Stiles!” Lydia interrupted. “Watch your language”

“But she had no sign of injuries?” Liam ignored Stiles sudden outrage.

“And why wouldn’t she tell us what happened?” Scott added. 

“Maybe he threatened her to stay quiet?” 

“I’ll talk to her. Try to figure out what really happened. In the meantime you guys can come up with a plan to stop Theo” Liam spoke. 

“I should be the one talking to her! She’s my sister. You’re the one that left her in the first place!” Stiles argued, taking a step towards the beta.

“Let him go, Stiles” Scott held his bestfriend back.

“I know what happened. And that’s why I want to do this, so I can make things right.” Liam argued back.


Y/N was brought out of her thoughts by a sudden knock on the door. She put her pen down on the dinnertable and walked to the door, finding Liam on the other side. 

“Hi Y/N” He said. “Can we talk?” 

Y/N who didn’t have her whiteboard with her, just nodded and let him inside the house. Liam took of his shoes while she walked to fetch the gift she had gotten from her brother. When she came back downstairs, Liam was looking at her drawing in the kitchen. 

“Who’s this?” He asked softly, holding the piece of paper in his hands. It was a half done drawing of Amelia tha she had been working on for the last hour. Y/N swallowed before she wrote down the answer.

“My bestfriend. She died” Liam’s face fell as he read it. 

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know-” He apologized, his face full of concern and sadness.

“It’s okay” Y/N wrote. “Why are you here Liam?” he could tell she was a little annoyed by something. He hoped he hadn’t made her upset.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay”

“A little too late for that isn’t it?” 

“Didn’t your brother tell you I was here this morning?” he asked, his eyebrows raised. Y/N looked surprised.

“You were?" 

“Yeah, you were asleep upstairs.” 

“I asked about you. But he said he hadn’t seen you” 

“I guess he’s still mad about me leaving you alone”

“That’s actually another reason I’m here” Liam added. “What happened after I left the library?” Y/N looked down at the whiteboard in her hands.

“Nothing happened” she wrote.

“Come on Y/N. It was Theo wasn’t it?” At his words he could hear her heart skip a beat. 

“I don’t know anyone with that name” 

“Whatever he told you, I promise you, you’re safe. I won’t let anything happen to you”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” 

“I know you’re lying Y/N. You can talk to me” 

“Was he the one responsible for her death?” he asked, nodding towards the drawing on the table. Y/N felt tears building in her eyes. She wanted to tell him everything. But what about her family and their safety?

“Did he threaten you?” Liam questioned softly, taking a step towards her. Y/N couldn’t help but let out a sob. She remembered Theo’s face as he talked about that night and what he had done to her. Liam wrapped his arms around her body, and she felt safer than she had in days. Wiping the tears away she wrote down the truth.

“He told me he’d kill them if I said anything”


“My family”

It was late, the moon high on the sky. Y/N was reading a book on the couch. Liam had left an hour ago, he had said something about a plan. Her brother was also with him and her dad was at the station. She was concerned about their safety now that she told Liam the truth about Theo. She prayed that he wouldn’t find out. Turning the page in her book, the lights suddenly flickered above her. Y/N felt her heart speed up at the sudden movement. Then it happened again and this time, the house turned black. Her breathing was becoming uneven now, and she tried to tell herself that it was the slight storm outside causing it. 

“I thought I told you not to tell anyone” His voice brought shivers down her spine. Y/N looked slowly to her left and found Theo standing in her house, leaning against the wall. His face was lit up by the moon shining through the window.

“I really thought you cared about your family enough to keep a secret. I guess not” He loved the affect he had on her. How scared she was of him.

“What’s up, cat got your tongue?” He snickered at his own joke. “Oh wait, that was me”

Y/N clenched her fist in anger. “I didn’t tell anyone” she wrote down on the whiteboard. 

“Then how do you explain that they know?” he left his spot at the wall and began walking towards her. Y/N stood up and began walking backwards, until her back collided with the wall. Theo was now standing in front of her, his hot breath on her face.

“A promise is a promise. I will kill them. But first, I’ll kill you” 

Y/N ducked as he tried to punch her in the face. She raced towards the kitchen, picked up a chair and threw it behind her, trying to slow him down. He jumped over it with ease. 

“You can’t run from me” he called after her. Y/N made her way towards the door when he caught up to her and pulled her backwards. Her back hit the floor with a thud and it was now she saw his face. Gone was the Theo she knew, instead the thing in front of her had fangs and glowing eyes. If she could she would have screamed. Y/N crawled backwards while he walked closer, roaring at her. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll kill you slowly” 

Seconds later he was over her, pressing her down to the floor, clawing at her skin. The pain was worse than anything she had ever felt, like daggers cutting into her arm. She tried to get away but he held her down. Her vision was blurry from the tears running down her cheeks. Then there was another roar and Theo’s body was pushed off her. Then there was a set of arms embracing her, Stiles. 

“Oh my God Y/N, you’re bleeding” he cried out, seeing the wounds on her arm. He lifted her up and carried her away from the scene and into the kitchen. She could hear fighting in the living room and people shouting, while furniture was destroyed. Stiles placed her down on one of the chairs when Lydia ran into the kitchen as well.

“Oh no” She exclimed at the sight of Y/N. She immediately helped Stiles to treat the wounds. 

“What is going on?” Y/N signed to her brother. “What happened to his face?”

She heard something hitting the wall.

“I’ll tell you everything after this is over” he promised. There was a loud roar on the other side of the wall and then it got quiet. Really quiet. Y/N looked up as Scott, Kira, Malia and Liam entered the kitchen. Liam instantly rushed to her side.

“Is he?” Stiles asked. Scott nodded. 

“Kira covered her katana with wolfsbane. Pierced it right through him.”

“He’s dead?” Y/N signed in surprise.

“Yeah, he is”

Part 7

I think I just found a new spider species? I never saw any spider likes this, if its an already discovered species someone should tell me because I can’t find literally any info on what might be this spider’s species.

I’ll probably take pictures if I can but my phone has a shitty quality so they won’t look very good.


Small, about half the size of the fingernail of the little finger.

It’s not hairy.


White fangs.

Its front legs have both a white stripe by the end of it.

I think it has a spiky abdomen????

It runs AND jumps really fast.

4 legs in each side.

It played dead when I first captured it, then it slowly started moving again when I stopped moving. 

It keeps putting its front legs up in the air like a mad bitch. 

Hi, I’m a vampire

Requested by Anon - 9. with Elijah Mikaelson!!!!!

Prompt: 9 – ‘It doesn’t matter, im not leaving you.’

Word count – 376

Characters – Elijah x reader

You walked in to see Elijah with a girl on his lap, mouth to throat. He looked up as you entered the room and the both of you froze.
‘It’s not what it looks like, Y/N.’ Elijah said as he looked at you then back to the girl.
‘What is it then Elijah?’ You questioned. He stood up and placed the girl on the couch seeing red where Elijah was sucking.
‘She’s bleeding. What did you do?’ you questioned, going over to the girl and cleaning the blood away to see two puncture marks.
‘I should have told you a long time ago.’
‘Hurry up and just spit it out.’ You told him, getting agitated at what he was keeping from you.
‘I’m a vampire.’ He said looking down. You stared at him and started laughing. He looked up.
‘No, really what are you?’ You asked again.
‘I’m telling the truth Y/N.’ He said from across the room.
‘Prove it.’ You challenged him. As soon as the words were out you were pressed against the wall behind you and he had razor sharp fangs in front of your face. You looked at his eyes and saw black lines dragging from the eyelids and disappearing into his cheeks. He stood back and waited for your reaction but he didn’t expect you slapping. He brung his face around and placed a hand on his cheek to see you going red.
‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ You asked.
‘I didn’t want to put you in danger.’ He told you.
‘I don’t care you are my best friend and you’re a vampire, that should have been the first thing you should have said.’ You told him. He was surprised that you were taking it this well.
‘What? Hi I’m a vampire, Y/N.’ He questioned.
‘Yeah.’ You told him.
‘Why so you could have ran away?’ He asked you, it hurt you to think that you’d leave him.
‘I wouldn’t.’ You told him honestly.
‘But what happens if you get into trouble?’ He asked worried, typical Elijah thinking ahead.
‘It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.’ You told Elijah.
‘Plus, if I get into trouble my vampire best friend can rescue me.’ You said nudging his shoulder and seen him smile.

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Not Quite (FF XIII Snippet)

Fang was struck utterly speechless as Lightning knelt down in front of her.

“I know this is awkward…” Lightning said. “But…”

“Yes!” Fang cried. “Yes, I’ll marry you!”

“What?” Lightning yelped. “Marry me? What are you talking about?”

“Uh… wasn’t that what you were going to ask me?”

“No!” Lightning wailed. “I bumped my head getting out of bed this morning. I wanted you to take a look at it.”

“… oh.” Fang winced. “Well, this is awkward.”

“… yeah.” Lightning got up. “I mean… we’ve only been going out for two months and…”


X     X     X

Six months later…

Lightning knelt down in front of Fang. “I know this is awkward, but -”

“So help me, if you bumped your head again, I’ll kill you.”

“No.” Lightning smiled. “Will you marry me?”