heater temperature

Ok, so, the caveman frozen in ice has been brought back to a water-themed amusement park, which *also* somehow has the best scientists to study it.

I guess we really shouldn’t question these things.

All’s fine and good… there’s a random space heater inside the temperature-regulated room, and pointed at the once-in-a-lifetime scientific discovery… what could go wrong?

Oh noes! A mysterious hand has turned it on!

…and magically changed the table from white to green in the process!

The heat emanates all over the caveman, covering his entire back and radiating w–

*show cuts to closeup*


Aaaaand the table and heater have disappeared by magic, because reasons.


Betta Care Guide: All About Bettas!

The “Betta Basics”
-2.5+ gallon tank
-heater (76-82F)
-low-flow filter
-1+ hide
-silk/live plants
-quality food

A More Comprehensive Guide

***Tank Size***

2.5 gallons:
The absolute minimum, I do not recommend keeping a betta in anything less than this because even in a cycled 2.5, keeping a *stable* cycle is very difficult, and requires more frequent water changes. In a tank this small, you’ll most likely need to buy an adjustable heater as well, since the smallest (trustworthy) heaters on the market are 7-7.5 watts, and depending on where you live or how hot/cold you keep your house/room, the heat will fluctuate too often, or be too hot or too cold since the volume of water is quite small. A 2.5 gallon betta tank is doable.

5 gallons:
A great median for those who want to give their bettas a wonderful environment, but may be cramped on space, move around often, or whose living arrangements have aquarium-related restrictions. A cycled 5 gallon tank with a betta generally requires a water change 1x a week. A 5 gallon is also easier to heat and keep a stable cycle with a 5 gallon than a 2.5 gallon. I still recommend an adjustable heater (I’ll always recommend an adjustable heater), though, as I’ve found that even with an appropriately-sized preset heater/non-adjustable heater, the temperature fluctuates too often and by too much. A 5 gallon is a perfectly good choice!

10 gallons:
A palace! Your new betta would love to have a 10+ gallon tank! They’ll swim over every inch of it, I promise its not too big. A fantastic choice for those that have the space and can afford to set up a 10 gallon or larger with all the bells and whistles (décor, filter, heater, etc.).

note: If you feel you can’t give your betta a 10+ gallon tank, and you can only afford a 2.5 or 5 gallon setup (or something in between), that DOES NOT mean I (or anyone else) think you’re a bad fish parent ❤ as long as you can provide the basic necessities your fish requires and keep on top of water quality, then do what you can when you can! Maybe it’ll be a few months before you can buy your fish that new hide or a few extra plants, or maybe you’ll have to wait ‘til xmas or your bday to be able to afford a larger tank if that’s what you want, and that’s okay. As long as you do the best within your means (provided your animal’s basic needs are met), that’s all your fish would ask of you ❤

Bettas are tropical fish! That means they require temperatures of 76-82F.

Why do they need this temperature range, though? Well, fish are ectothermic (“cold-blooded”) meaning that they depend on their surrounding environment (the water) to regulate their body temperatures! Your human body also requires a certain body temperature to optimize all those bodily functions it performs. Think about frostbite (affects circulation) or hypothermia (affects body temperature and bodily function). Your fish can suffer similar effects when its water is kept too cold. A cold betta will be more prone to fin rot/melt (the tips of the fins become necrotic) because their circulation is affected. A colder fish will also have a slower digestive process and slower metabolism, meaning that it will become lethargic because it’s organs can’t work fast enough to produce energy it needs to be healthy and active. You wanna see a bright colorful active betta? Give them a heated tank! 😃

Even if you have an adjustable heater, you should invest in a thermometer (1.50$, glass, Walmart)! I personally use an adjustable thermometer, which has an internal thermostat which tells it when to shut off/on, but when I set the heater to 79, my tanks stay around 82F, but I wouldn’t know that unless I had a thermometer to let me know what the actual tank temperature is! I definitely recommend spending the extra buck for one :)

Also, those sticker ones that go on the outside of the tank are not reliable, seeing as they go on the outside of the tank, and show a range of temperatures more or less. They cost about the same as a glass one (which is much more accurate), so I recommend either glass or digital, but not the stickers.

Bettas aren’t fond of tons of flow, which can present some challenges to your friendly neighborhood aquarist. Luckily, there are plenty of options when it comes to betta-safe filtration.

Hang-On-Back style filters. Some have an intake pipe, which should be covered with a sponge to keep your bettas fins (or the betta itself) from being sucked up and shredded/injured. You can search for “pre-filter sponge” or “intake filter sponge” on amazon, google, or find a fluval prefilter sponge at your local petsmart/Petco. You can also DIY one out of cut-to-size filter foam/sponge. HOB filters can also have a strong out-flow. Some have spray bars, some have spickets, and some just have a wide-mouth waterfall-style opening. If you find that the flow is pushing your betta around, or your betta is struggling to swim against the current, you can baffle it! Some common techniques for baffling filters are the “water-bottle baffle”, using a shower loofa/pouf, covering the out-flow opening with filter sponge/floss, or an intake sponge. I have the fluval spec v and I use an intake sponge on the out-spout since it’s a short spigot.

Sponge Filters:
These are block sponges which usually sit on the bottom of the aquarium and are hooked up to an airline tube and air pump. They push air through the sponge, creating a vacuum and pulling water through. The air bubbles that come out of the top of the sponge don’t create much horizontal flow that pushes bettas around, but instead the water flow is directed upwards. The bubbles provide oxygenation and surface agitation as well.


Bettas like to feel safe (as do all fish and other pets) and giving them at least one cave to retreat to will give your fish that sense of security. You can buy something from the fish store, a local pet store, or a pet chain store. Besides the pre-made ones (logs, rock caves, skulls, etc.), you can buy terra cotta pots for around a 1$ or so. Just make sure that the pots aren’t just painted brown, but that they’re a terra cotta material all the way through. Fish have also gotten stuck in the small drainage holes at the bottom of these pots, so be sure to plug it up with some aquarium-safe silicone or something. Also, be sure to make sure that your hides don’t have sharp edges your betta could tear his/her fins on, and that the hide doesn’t have holes that your betta may get stuck in. Usually you can sand down rough edges though :)

Plastic plants are generally a no-no, as they can tear your bettas fins. Usually, if they pass the “panty-hose” test they are deemed “betta-safe” but it’s still better not to chance it when there are plenty of gorgeous silk plants out there! “silk” plants are made from material (not necessarily silk) instead of plastic. Silk plants may have plastic stems, but that’s ok so long as there aren’t any sharp seams; the silk leaves are what’s important here!

Live plants are also an option. Anubias, anacharis, java fern, moss, and banana plants are all low-light plants which require no CO2 and no special substrate. However, this is not a plant guide so you’ll have to research how you can plant them or add them to your tank on your own.

There are lots of food which is marked specially for bettas, but don’t fall for marketing gimmicks! Know what’s in your pet’s food before you buy. If the first few ingredients are “meal”s (fish meal, wheat meal, etc.) or the first few ingredients are plant-based, then this is not the food for your betta.
What you want to look for is whole ingredients, or specifically-named ingredients (whole fish, halibut, salmon, krill, etc.). New Life Spectrum and Omega One are good brands to check out. Hikari is ok, but their ingredients are not as quality as they used to be, and if you read the ingredients on their current “Betta Bio-Gold” you’ll see what I mean. Foods with fillers/freeze-dried foods don’t have a lot of nutritional value, and while a freeze-dried food may make a tasty treat, it shouldn’t be your fish’s staple diet. You can also feed frozen/live blood worms, mysis shrimp, etc. Bettas are insectivores, and cannot digest plant matter, so they should not be given any type of algae wafer or vegetables (this includes peas; an alternative to feeding peas for bloat is to feed daphnia!!).

I’ll preface this section by stating that bettas don’t need tankmates! :) Tankmates are more for you than for your fish, and should be chosen carefully.

Tankmates in General:
-please remember to make sure that your tank is suitable for the tank mates you wish to house; you wouldn’t keep your betta in a 1 gallon unfiltered/unheated tank, so don’t do the equivalent to your betta’s tankmates  your fish are all equal, so please, please, please make sure that you put in the same amount of research and care for the tankmates that you do for your betta! make sure your tank mates have the same requirements are your betta, and their temperament won’t put your betta at risk.
-always have a backup plan in case your tankmates don’t get along with your betta, or your betta doesn’t get along with his tankmates 
-a 20 gallon is the best minimum choice for a community-style betta tank, as it opens up more options and gives your betta and his/her tankmates plenty of space!
-be prepared to separate/rehome/etc. “problem fish” or a “problem betta”. if your betta isn’t really the community type, don’t try to force him/her to be; it won’t work out well for anyone. Get that betta an individual setup as soon as possible, or if your tank is large enough, divide it so that your betta has his/her own space. 

Good Tank Mates:

shoaling, 6+ to a group - keeping them in groups smaller than this will stress them to death…literally sometimes
10+ gallons (dwarf/pygmy), 20+ gallons (regular)
tropical, lots of species to choose from
sand/barebottom is a MUST - p they have soft bellies and sensitive barbels, and gravel can scratch up their bellies (which leads to stress or infection) or damage their barbels o.o also, they sift through sand to find little bits of food naturally, so sand lets them display this natural behavior and you get to see it too!

schooling, 6+ to a school – keeping them in schools smaller than this will stress out the fish
10-15+ gallons – depending on the species
tropical, lots of species to choose from
note: “galaxy rasboras” are NOT rasboras (rasboras belong to the boraras genus). Galaxy rasboras are actually a species of danio (other common name: celestial pearl danio) and are not tropical.

under 10 gallons: nerites, ramshorns, horned nerites, and other small snails
10+ gallons: mystery snails & other snails listed above – mystery snails get quite large and have a bioload as large, if not larger, than your betta’s, so a mystery snail is more suited to living in a 10 gallon tank than in something smaller

not all bettas are “shrimp-safe”, meaning that if you want to try shrimp, you should be prepared for the worst case scenario: your betta eats them! if youre okay with the possibility that you may lose some shrimp, then i suggest starting out with a few shrimp.
Amano shrimp are larger, great for algae, should be kept in groups of at least 3-5
cherry shrimp (and other neocardinia sp.) are hardy, but small (most likely to be a tasty snack), colorful/many variations to choose from!
ghost shrimp can actually be nippy, so I’d recommend against them, even though they’re pretty cheap~
putting shrimp in a 2.5 gallon tank is doable, but a 5 gallon tank would be much better

do best in groups, 3+ - they’re not traditional shoaling or schooling fish, but are still social
20+ gallons - otos are sensitive to water quality
if your tank doesn’t have a ton of algae for them to eat, then I suggest supplementing their diet with cucumbers/zucchini/algae wafers/etc.  

tank size depends completely on the species your considering, there are a ton!!
I suggest supplementing their diet with cucumbers/zucchini/algae wafers/etc. 

ember tetras:
schooling, 6+ to a school – keeping the in schools smaller than this will stress out the fish
10+ gallons – they do ok in a 10, but would prefer a 15 (long) or a 20 gallon! 😊

Bad Tank Mates:
NOT tropical (max temp is like 74F), they’re schooling (6+ fish in a group), and are insanely active! this means they need at least a 20 gallon, and need to be with other cooler/temperate water fish like other danios and minnows :) Also, even if they could do ok in a heated 10 gallon, their active nature tends to stress bettas out :/

White Cloud Mountain Minnows (or any other minnows):
NOT tropical (max temp is around 74F), they’re schooling (6+ fish in a group), and are insanely active! They’re smaller, around 1”, but they need at least a 10 gallon, and should only be housed with other cooler/temperate water fish such as other danios and minnows :) Also, even if they could do ok in a heated 10 gallon, their active nature tends to stress bettas out :/

Neon Tetras:
they’re tropical, could do ok in a 10 (but would do better in a 20). Enough people have had fin-nipping/aggression issues that they’ve made this list. Not everyone who houses bettas with neon tetras will have these issues, but if there’s a possibility of putting your fish’s health and wellbeing at risk, why take the risk? There are plenty of other safer, more suitable tank mates out there 😊

all other tetras not mentioned:
tetras tend to be nippy in general (black skirt tetras, for example) and there are safer options out there; dont risk it! <3

get too large to be housed safely with bettas
can be aggressive/attack/bully your betta

some peoples bettas seem to do ok, some do not, as they can be nippy or aggressive towards your betta

their flowing tails and bright colors also tend to bring out aggression, and since they have such pretty tails, they may be nipped at by your betta, or vice versa

/*Thanks for giving that book a read! If you feel as though I’ve provided inaccurate information, could make an improement, or have an addition to suggest, feel free to let me know! :3*/


anonymous asked:

Sincerely three werewolf/vampire au where they're all different (human, vampire, and werewolf) but like they all freaking love each other anyway, after MANY difficulties with family and the whole "ummm arent we supposed to hate eachother?" and just live their slightly odd domestic lives together.

listen. i kno where u want me to go with this. i know ur all expecting jared/werewolf evan/human connor/vampire

but fuck the status quo

evan hansen has been living in self-isolation since he was a kid. when he was– when he was turned he was so ashamed, and so horribly terrified of hurting people that he just. shut himself in

his mom, part-time nurse and full-time worrier for her only son, did her best; searched far and wide for some cure, or at least something to lessen her son’s pain, but every full moon without fail he would turn into…that, and there was nothing she could do, other than let it pass and hope for the best.

but the isolation gets to him, and he develops anxiety at the thought of coming into contact with anyone other than his mom, and heidi decides that she needs to remedy this.

she sends him to high school.

(it goes about as well as you’d think)

his first day he has a panic attack in the bathroom, and the one person he tries to smile at flees the room scowling.

that person is resident vampire jared kleinman. 

he’d brag about being immortal if he could without getting himself killed (although he’s not a turned-vampire; he’s a vampire born to vampiric parents, and as such has only been on earth for less than two decades), but he can’t so he keeps mostly to himself. school is a chore, and he hates having to go, but usually slathering himself in spf 100 and spending his time playing video games and hacking inside does the trick.

and imagine his surprise when he walks into class on his first day of senior year and finds himself overcome with the scent of wet dog. he looks around for the offender, and locks eyes with a meek looking kid wearing a striped shirt, and he thinks this cant be the dog, but he takes another whiff and runs out of the room near gagging.

he intercepts him after their first class is over, pulls him into a supply closet, and deadpans: what the fuck.

evan spills immediately (mostly because he can tell immediately that this person isn’t human, and he doesnt have a chance of fending another supernatural creature off when the moon isnt out), and jared takes one look at this sad loser and decides to take him under his wing 

(not without making him invest in some cologne first, though)

and their friendship is…weird, but it works, for some reason. jared acts as a buffer between evan and the rest of the world when things get too much for him. evan comforts him in the dead of night when there’s blood on his shaking hands and he cant shake the word murderer from his head. jared perches himself on a lowhanging branch and talks to evan during those full moons, keeps him grounded and present. evan uses his temporarily stronger form to hunt woodland creatures for jared, so maybe the guilt will lessen, just for one night.

eventually, something changes, and soon neither of them can remember a time when they weren’t in love.

it’s one of these nights, as the sun is coming up and evan’s just turned back into a human, and jared’s draining one of evan’s catches, when connor murphy stumbles upon the two of them with a joint in his hand.

what the fuck, he says, and throws it as far away from himself as he can. 

they…kind of kidnap connor for the day, and keep him secure while his high wears off so they can explain to him whats going on, and hopefully convince him to keep his mouth shut.

(evan is shaking so badly he can hardly stand)

(jared isn’t much better)

and connor, still high as a kite, says: my fuckin luck that the boys i like turned out to be gay for each other and be a furry and a demon, huh

evan: boys i like,

jared: a furry and a demon???

suffice to say, they have a fuckin Chat.

when connor’s sober, he processes things…fairly well. takes it all in stride. evan turns into a dog during full moons? cool. jared dabbles in murder and has fangs? alright.

also, apparently you like us? jared asks, and thats when connor begins to panic

cue evan and jared having their own little chat (because this is a big decision to be made and communication is important, lads) and they decide..yknow…okay. we’re both open to trying this out, and seeing where it goes (because connor is kind of cute, and doesn’t seem to mind the whole not-entirely-human thing, so…)

so these three, a vampire, a werewolf, and a human, go on a date to jamba juice.

and from then on, it’s history.

the change is…not very drastic. they meld together surprisingly well? evan’s practically a space heater and his (human-temperatured and very cold) boyfriends love cuddling him at all times. jared is a Stronk Boy and likes to fly his bfs around. connor gets to take both boyfs home and watch his family squirm at the natural tension a werewolf and a vampire in the same room create.

they graduate together. get into the same state college, move into an apartment together. there’s still bad nights – evan still cant shake the anxiety towards meeting new people, jared still sometimes lies in bed, paralyzed with the thought of i’m a murderer, and connor’s mental health is still not optimal. but they get through day by day, and they love each other, and it’s okay.

The bidders when they sleep


@maidofstars @bolt8826 @tsundere-eevee @alolan-lillie @themysticaldaydreamer 

Eisuke: He’s still a little shit even when asleep. Despite having a king-sized bed, he still manages to somehow take up 80% of the bed space. He usually sleeps on his back with his limbs splayed out all over the place, kind of like a starfish. Not to mention he’s a definite blanket and pillow hogger. 

Whenever MC sleeps next to him, she ends up shivering in her sleep, while he curls up like a blanket burrito. When she’s had enough of his tyrannical blanket theft, she tries to stand up to move to the couch. Out of nowhere, Eisuke (while still half-asleep) pulls her back to bed with his arm around her waist in a tight vice grip. No matter how much she struggles, she’ll be unable to escape until morning. Oh well, at least she’s warm now.

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“Can you write a harry one shot where you guys are going to visit your family and he complains of feeling sick but you think he’s just nervous but throughout the time there he just keeps getting worse and by the end of the night Harry’s throwing up and really ill all through the night and you’re really worried about him??”

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“C’mon then love!” she called, tugging her suitcase down the hallway. They were already running late, and her mum hated when she wasn’t on time. Considering she hadn’t seen her family in a little over three months, she didn’t want to be late when she finally did. Her and Harry had been planning this trip for months now. In fact, Harry was supposed to have gone with her the last time she went, but work had gotten in the way (as it often did), and he hadn’t made it. Her family had been disappointed, but they knew that there wasn’t much to be done about it. As long as she was happy, they would support her. So, when a weekend became available where the pair were both free and keen, they had made the plans and locked it in.

This was a big step for her. She had never brought a boyfriend home. It had just never felt right. But Harry had been with her for almost a year now, and it looked like he wasn’t leaving any time soon. He was the first person she had ever felt she might want to stick with forever, and it was exciting and nerve-wracking and genuinely the happiest she had ever been. He adored her and always made sure that she was a priority despite his busy schedule. She never really felt hard done by due to his career. Sure he was busy, but so was she, and the pair worked hard to make sure that the other never felt under-appreciated or left behind.

Harry had seemed a little nervous about the prospect of meeting her family, especially her dad, but she was pretty optimistic that they would like him. She knew that they thought he would be like any other young person who has had as much fame as Harry has thrust upon them during such formative years; slightly up themselves, but she also knew that Harry was different. She had literally never seen even a glimmer of arrogance or entitlement in the whole time she had known him, and even when she thought he had every right to indulge in those traits, he had stayed humble. He loved people, and all he wanted was for people to love him back. He was good at making conversation, charismatic, funny, sweet, and great at genuinely listening to whoever he was talking to. She was sure that his parents would meet him and fall in love with his character just as quickly as she had, and she had told him all of this in the hopes of settling his nerves.

“Coming,” he answered, his voice still a little rough from the sleep he had so prematurely been pulled from. They had gotten up at 6am that morning, an early, crisp Saturday, in the hopes of getting to her family home earlier rather than later. They were only staying until Sunday evening, and so she wanted to make the most of the limited time they had together. She grinned as he appeared from through their bedroom door, an overnight bag slung over his shoulder, he hands pulling a grey beanie over his unruly curls. He leant down and pecked her lips, offering her a sleepy grin. “Shoul’we ge’ going?” he murmured. She smiled back at him, nodding and leading the way out to the car.

“You drivin’ or am I?” he asked. “I can,” she decided, pulling her suitcase up into the boot, helping Harry with his own bag. She may have packed a little too much, but she could never be too safe considering the arctic temperatures of the English winter they had been subject to the last month or so. They settled into the car, fiddling about getting their seatbelts on, adjusting the heater to the perfect temperature, and gearing up their road trip playlist. It was stacked with an eclectic assortment of their favorite music, and she hummed happily as the first few notes of ‘Killer Queen’ by Queen spilled from the speakers.

“Thanks fer drivin’ love. Don’ really feel up’ter it,” he murmured, his hand finding her thigh. She glanced at him quickly, her forehead wrinkling with concern as she took in his paler than usual complexion. She hadn’t really noticed till now, having been too distracted by the bustle of trying to get out the door on time. “Oh baby… You alright?” she asked, her voice gentle as she pulled her eyes back to the road. “Yeah. Yeah, think m’jus’ a bit nervous,” he answered, chuckling weakly as he gave her thigh a slight squeeze. It was unlike Harry to be so viscerally nervous. She knew how anxious he got before performing or doing a big interview, but he was usually so good at keeping his nerves at bay. This was different, she supposed. This was her family, and it must have sparked a different kind of nervousness in him. “Silly thing. They’re going to love you,” she reassured. “How about you tilt that seat back and get a little more sleep love? You had a late one last night,” she suggested. He had been out at the launch of a friend of a friend’s debut novel, and while he had assured her that he would be home in time to get a good night’s sleep, he had gotten caught up in a conversation (or ten) and hadn’t made it home till past 1am, waking her up with a sloppy kiss to the forehead as his warm arms had wrapped around her.

“Y’sure? Don’ want yeh t’have ter drive by ye’self,” he said, hesitant to agree to her suggestion. “Don’t be silly. C’mon, lie back. Get comfy. There’s a blanket on the back seat.” He hesitated before giving in, reacheing back to grab it, pulling it over his body as he tilted back his chair. She glanced at him again, the sight of her big, strong boyfriend curled up under a mink blanket causing her to smile as she turned her attention back to the road. “Sweet dreams darling,” she murmured. His hand never left her thigh as he began to drift off, his grip starting to slacken as sleep pulled him closer, but not before he had the chance to mumble “Love yeh,” under his breath. “Love you too,” she smiled fondly.


The drive was only supposed to take about two hours, but it took them the better part of an hour to just get out of London, so by the time they were nearing her family home it was almost 10am. Thinking it was better to wake him now so he had a few minutes to get reacquainted with the world, she pulled the car over, her hand reaching over to push gently through his curls as she pressed a kiss to his temple. His skin was abnormally hot against her lips, and she frowning, her teeth nibbling the inside of her cheek. “Haz… Baby… Time to wake up,” she murmured, watching as his eyes opened reluctantly. “Hey,” he mumbled, his voice coarse. “You’re burning up sweetheart,” she frowned, handing him a bottle of water as he shuffled to sit up, adjusting his seat so that it was upright once more. He gulped back half the bottle in seconds, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Jus’ thirsty,” he smiled, slumping back against the seat. She wasn’t convinced, sighing as she started up the car again, deciding it wasn’t worth the fight. Harry wasn’t one to admit when he was unwell, preferring to just solider through it, and she had long given up trying to change this about him.

“Almost there now,” she told him, navigating her way through the familiar suburban streets. It felt strange to be back in this neighborhood. It was so engrained in her memory; she knew every little sign and bus stop and tree, and yet it felt so far away. She was a visitor in her own childhood memories, and it was an unsettling feeling, her stomach twisting slightly as the nostalgia rolled over her in waves. She pulled into the driveway, looking up at the home she had grown up in. Harry found her hand, giving it a little squeeze. “Does it feel weird t’be home?” he asked, his eyes searching her face as he tried to read her expression. He knew better than anyone what it felt like to be a stranger in your own home after being gone for so long. “Mm,” she hummed in response, turning to face him. She took a deep breath, offering him a smile. “Ready?” she asked. “Ready.”


The day went by reasonably quickly, in a whirl of hugs and grins and conversations about what everyone had been up to. Just as she had thought, Harry had fit right in, and her mum was completely smitten by him his special Harry charm. It warmed her to see him there, right in the midst of her family, his big hands cradling one of the many floral mugs her mum had collected for as long as she could remember. While she was relieved that everything was going so smoothly, she couldn’t help but notice there was something a bit off about Harry. He hadn’t eaten much of anything at all, pushing his lunch around his plate and nibbling on a single plain biscuit during afternoon tea. Blaming this on his nerves was the best she could do, and while her worry lingered constantly in the back of her mind, for the most part she was able to relax and enjoy herself.

Her mum was cooking up one of her famous roasts for dinner, and she sighed happily as the smells of the home cooked meal filled the living room. Her dad and Harry were chuckling at some lame joke her dad had made, and she grinned contentedly, falling back against the plush sofa and sighing happily. “Dinner!” her mum called as she bustled about in the kitchen, the sounds of her laying out plates and opening the oven door following her announcement. They made their way into the dining room, and Harry was quick to help her mum bring through the multitude of dishes she had so lovingly prepared. They settled down at the table, and her dad raised his glass, waiting to speak. “Look, I’m not much of a speech maker so I’ll keep this short, but I just wanted to say- we just wanted to say, Harry, we are thrilled that you are in our daughter’s life. It is abundantly clear that you make her extremely happy, and we are glad to be able to welcome you into our family,” he finished, raising his glass a little awkwardly, his cheeks flushing red.

She blinked back her tears, grinning as she clinked cheers with his glass. It meant the world for her dad to so openly give his approval, and his little speech was the cherry on the perfect, homemade cake that had been the day. Harry leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek, and her head dropped to his shoulder, overwhelmed with love for each person sitting at the table with her. Her mum smiled at the pair as she began to spoon food onto their plates, loading them up with liberal amounts of potatoes, veges and chicken. She straightened up, reaching for the gravy and pouring a little over her food before turning to Harry. “Gravy?” Harry nodded a couple of times, his eyes closing for a moment and skin paling much the same way it had earlier that morning in the car. She set the gravy jug down, looking up at him, concern creeping across her features once more. Harry breathed heavily through his nose, eyes closed tight, before he bolted up, rushing down the hallway to the bathroom. She hurried after him, eyes widening as she caught up with him, his head hanging over the toilet bowl as he vomited violently. 

“Oh baby…” she murmured, dropping to her knees beside him, her hand rubbing over his back. “C’mon… Get it all out,” she soothed as he continued to vomit, his hands gripping the rim of the toilet, his knuckles whitening from the intensity of his grip. He vomited four times before finally raising his head, panting, his skin waxy and pale, sweat beading along his hairline. She pressed a kiss to his clammy forehead before standing, wetting a wash cloth and filling the cup by the sink with water, joining him again on the floor. “Here we go…” she murmured, dabbing at his mouth with the warm facecloth and handing him the water. “Than’you,” he mumbled, sipping at the cup. “Reckon there’s more? Or bed time,” she asked, a hand stroking back his curls. He leaned into her touch, his eyes flickering shut at the feeling. She waited patiently for his answer, continuing her gentle stroking. “Bed,” he croaked finally, pulling his eyes open reluctantly. She nodded, helping him up, an arm around his waist as she guided him to her old bedroom.

She sat him on the edge of the bed, busying herself with taking off his shoes and helping him out of his clothes, rummaging through his bag for some clean sweatpants and a hoodie, helping him pull them on. He did his best to assist her, but his actions were weak, his sickness draining all the energy out of him. “Nice room,” he mumbled, offering her a weak smirk, but a smirk all the same. She giggled softly, shaking her head. The room was a pale pink color, the same pink she had chosen when she was the ripe old age of thirteen. Her parents had guided her away from her initial choice of hot pink, compromising with this slightly more subdued tone, and she was eternally grateful that they had done so. Hot or not however, the room was still pink, and she flushed slightly, having forgotten that Harry was seeing this for the first time amidst being so caught up in looking after him. “Quit it, you. Or I won’t snuggle you,” she fake-warned, waggling a finger in his face. He let out a soft whine, looking up at her with sad eyes. “Don’t give me that look!” she said, shaking her head. He broke into a sleepy grin, his hand coming to rest on her waist. “Yeh love me,” he mumbled. “I do,” she replied, kissing his still-clammy forehead.

“C’mon, in you get,” she instructed, guiding him under the covers and pulling them up around him, tucking him in. Her hand came to his forehead and she sighed, feeling his hot skin on hers. “I’m gonna get you something for this head of yours love. And a bucket, and some water. I’ll be right back, okay?” she assured, kissing his forehead once more. He whined, a weak hand reaching out for her and then falling to his side in defeat, his hazy eyes watching her as she left the room. She hurried about, collecting a water bottle, a bucket, a cold flannel, and a few other supplies. Her mum helped her, offering a sympathetic murmur as she explained how unwell Harry was. She headed back to the room, slowing her movements as she realized he was asleep, tip-toeing about the room as she set everything down.

She changed quietly into her own pyjamas, and then slid in carefully next to him, watching him sleep for a moment before reaching for the cool flannel, laying it carefully across his burning forehead. His eyes flickered open and he smiled weakly at her. “Feels good,” he mumbled, eyes shutting again. “Ssshhhh,” she hushed, holding the flannel to his forehead as he sighed in relief. The heat from his fever crept through the damp flannel, and while the relief was temporary, it was what Harry had needed. She placed the flannel back on the bedside table, shuffling in close to Harry. “Comfy?” she asked, her voice soft as she watched him. “Mm,” he hummed, eyes opening and closing slowly. “Wan’… Can… Can I…” he mumbled, and she knew exactly what he wanted. She lay back, her arms opening as if to invite him closer. He gladly obliged, shuffling in against her, his head on her chest and limbs warm and heavy as he draped them across her. “Than’you,” he mumbled, pressing a blind kiss to her body before settling in against her. “Always, sweetheart. And next time, you tell me how sick you’re feeling before I make you drive all the way to my parents, okay?” she chuckled softly, her hand in his hair again, fingers gently massaging his scalp. “Okay,” he hummed, drifting off to sleep against her. It wasn’t long before sleep took her too, safe and warm beneath the covers.

Lulling Seijuro
Kenjiro Tsuda
Lulling Seijuro

Is it cold? Come closer to me. I’ll hug you tight.”

More adorable and calming cuddly Seijuro audios for your pleasure and stress relief! 

Headphones on! Otherwise you miss the high quality of this 3D dummy mic audio (the voice moves around you).

Translation by kokochiyoi

“Still cold for you? Oh, your fingers are freezing cold. If it’s too cold, should I raise the heater temperature? Wait here. Hmm? It’s fine? But if your body gets too cold, you wouldn’t be able to sleep. Should I make something warm to drink? Okay, what do you want? Black tea is…not so good because it will keep you awake. How about hot milk? I’ll warm it up and get it done, so wait here.

Thanks for waiting. Here it is. Be careful, it’s hot. Did it warm you up a bit? I’ll clean up the cup tomorrow morning; you can leave it just there. Hmmm, for you to sleep well, should I count sheep for you? I’m not treating you like a kid. It’s just that counting sheep is good to lull someone to sleep, isn’t it? Come here. Slowly close your eyes. Okay, I’ll start counting. One little sheep, two little sheeps, three little sheeps, four little sheeps, five little sheeps, six little sheeps, seven little sheeps, eight little sheeps, nine little sheeps, ten little sheeps…

Hey, why are you moving so restlessly? Hmm? You’re wondering where to go in the next day off? Hey, just when I started counting sheeps to make you sleep… you don’t feel like sleeping? Let’s think about that tomorrow. Now close your eyes. Eleven little sheeps, twelve little sheeps, thirteen little sheeps, fourteen little sheeps, fifteen little sheeps, sixteen little sheeps, seventeen little sheeps, eighteen little sheeps, nineteen little sheeps, twenty little sheeps…

Is it cold? Come closer to me. I’ll hug you tight. I’m fine; it’s not narrow. I want to get closer to your heart and body more than anyone else. I’m happier if there’s no gap at all. 21 little sheeps, 22 little sheeps, 23 little sheeps, 24 little sheeps, 25 little sheeps, 26 little sheeps, 27 little sheeps, 28 little sheeps, 29 little sheeps, 30 little sheeps.”

This is from extremely adorable drama CD “Soine Hitsuji Bangaihen 01

anonymous asked:

How did you start your fish tank? I'd ;like to start one up myself but I have no idea where to start... Any tips or pointers?

Hello there anon! Thank you for the ask :DD

I’ve got tons of tips and pointers for ya :3 Below I’ll explain the basics of fishkeeping, the stuff that generally applies to all freshwater fish tanks like the basic supplies you’ll need to gather and explain the nitrogen cycle! (I’m not sure about saltwater stuff, though, as I haven’t gotten into that part of the hobby…yet ;p) The species you want to keep will dictate the specifics of your tank, beyond the basics, though, so keep that in mind going forward! :)

The Basic Supplies:
- Tank
- Filter
- Heater/Chiller (if required)
- Thermometer
- Substrate (optional)
- Décor/Hides
- Water Test Kit

Choose a tank that is sufficient in size for the species you plan on keeping! Long tanks are almost always better than tall tanks, as fish swim side-to-side and not up-and-down :) If this is your first ever fish tank, I’d start out with a fish tank no smaller than 5 or 10 gallons, if not larger! Larger volumes of water hold a stable cycle more easily! :)

There are three main types of filtration: mechanical/physical, biological, and chemical. Mechanical filtration is what filters out particles from the water, large or small. Biological filtration refers to the nitrifying bacteria that perform the nitrogen cycle! Chemical filtration is filtration that helps to take certain chemicals out of the water.

Types of Filters:
- Hang-On-Back (HOB) filters hang on the lip of the tank. They have a ‘media basket’ where the filter media goes (usually cartridges). If you buy a filter that requires filter cartridges, I recommend replacing those with a ceramic media, sponge media, or both since you’ll have to replace the cartridge eventually and that can disrupt your cycle. Fluval AquaClear filters are a great HOB filter for larger tanks, and come with sponge (physical, biological filtration), ceramic (biological filtration), and carbon media (chemical filtration)!

- Sponge filters are great for fish and other aquatic animals that prefer (or require) low-flow! These filters are basically blocks of sponge hooked up to an air pump. The air pump forces air up through the sponge, creating a vacuum that sucks up particles (mechanical filtration) and water (biological filtration). The air is forced out the top of the sponge, creating bubbles that agitate the surface, aiding in gas exchange!

-Canister filters are like HOB filters on steroids. Instead of a ‘media basket’ you get a literal ‘media bucket’ (biological, chemical, mechanical filtration). A canister filter (also called an external filter) is placed somewhere outside the tank, and doesn’t hang on the lip like a HOB does. Its great if you don’t want to see your filter or if you need a ton of filtration for a larger tank :p Mini canister filters also exist, if you’d like one for a smaller tank :)

- Undergravel Filters are something I’ve heard pretty mixed reviews about, and I’ve never personally used one. They’re usually grated, plastic, thin hollow block filters that you put under the substrate of your aquarium (I believe gravel works best with these filters, as I assume using sand or another small-particle substrate would fall into the filter? someone please correct me if I’m wrong .-.). They may provide enough surface area for nitrifying bacteria (biological filtration) if you have a very small bioload, or if you could fill them with some type of media…these are probably the most painful to clean, though, since you’d have to take apart your entire tank…

Heaters & Chillers:
Your fish may require a heater or chiller! If they do, its for good reason. Fish are ectothermic (like reptiles), meaning that they rely on their environment to help them regulate body temperature. (Humans like you and me are endothermic, meaning that we can produce our own body heat/regulate our body’s temperature.)

A fish that is too cold will become lethargic, stressed, and may refuse to eat. Temperature affects bodily processes as well, such as digestion, circulation, and metabolism regulation. Temperatures that are colder will slow down these bodily processes and warmer temperatures will usually do the opposite. Because improper temperature is stressful for any fish, they will experience a suppressed immune system as well, and will be more susceptible to illnesses as a result :/
Some fish require heaters/higher temperatures to function properly (Bettas, tetras, other tropical fish). Some fish require no heater, or the addition of chiller, to function properly (goldfish, minnows, danios).

As a general rule of thumb, heaters should be 5-10 watts per gallon. Adjustable heaters are always more reliable than non-adjustable heaters. Adjustable heaters also usually have thermostats, so they turn on and off automatically to ensure that the aquarium’s temperature stays constant(ish). Usually you don’t need a chiller unless you’re keeping a temperate- or cold-water species and where you live it doesn’t get below the high 70s all year.

Yes it’s necessary! You need to be able to monitor what temperature your tank is, whether you have a heater, chiller, or neither :) Even if you have an adjustable heater with a thermostat, it may not be accurate to +/-1 degree. Avoid those strip-sticker thermometers. They’re not very accurate :/ You can buy glass ones at Walmart for about 1.50$ though! :p

There are lots of different substrates to choose from! Gravel, sand, plant substrate (like fluorite), or no substrate at all! Some substrates are ‘inert’ (don’t affect pH or other parameters) some substrates are ‘active’ (affect pH or other parameters). Some aquatic species have a very specific range of pH/KH/GH, like shrimp, and may require substrates that help you achieve that range of values. Some species require certain substrates for their health and safety, like corydoras, which require sand (or barebottom) as gravel and other rough substrates can cut up their tummies or injure their barbels. If the species you keep doesn’t require any special substrate, then choose whatever substrate you like best! It’s your tank! Have fun with it! :)

One of the funnest (idc if funnest isn’t a word *3*) part of setting up an aquarium is decorating it!! Some fish have delicate fins (like bettas) that require either live or silk (material, non-plastic) plants and décor devoid of sharp edges. Hides are also important. Providing adequate caves and cover for your fish to hide in/feel safe in/explore is the functional aspect of décor. Make sure you’re meeting your animal’s needs :) Other than making sure that your décor is safe and functional for the creatures you plan to keep, go full ham!! Crazy color gravel with wacky colors and glow in the dark caves or an aquascaped, planted tank with driftwood and rocks! :D

Water Test Kit:
In order for you to maintain the health of your fish, you’ll need to know what your water parameters are :) You should at least test for Ammonia, Nitrites, Nitrates, and pH. You may need to test for other things like copper, KH, or GH depending on the species you’re keeping. A liquid test kit (like the API Freshwater Master Kit) is easy to read and very accurate :) (plus you get to use test tubes n stuff…like the lil fish scientist you are *3*)

The Nitrogen Cycle!

*ALL* fish (yes that includes bettas…and all animals for that matter) produce waste. Because all aquatic animals produce waste, they require (biological) filtration of some sort to process that waste.

Fish produce waste in the form of ammonia. Ammonia is toxic above 0ppm (parts per million). So you’ve got all this ammonia floating around in the water, right? and you’ve got water running through your filter…so these bacteria start growing all over your fish tank, wherever there’s water flow, but we want to concentrate on the bacteria that are growing in your filter media. This bacteria will be processing the waste that your fish or aquatic animal produces :)

So your fish produced some waste, and it’s floating around in the water as ammonia. The first bacteria (#1) that grows will ‘eat’ the ammonia and then ‘poop’ out nitrites.

Nitrites are also toxic to aquatic animals above 0ppm though :/ so then another bactiera (#2) grows and it ‘eats’ these nitrites that are floating around in the water and ‘poops’ out nitrates.

Nitrates are safe for fish (up to 20ppm)! :D Since there’s no bacteria that’s going to grow to eat these nitrates that are in the water, we have to physically remove them by doing a water change. A helpful post about water changes, how they work, and why they’re important:

If you have live plants, they will use some of the ammonia, nitrite, and/or nitrates in the water as nutrients :) Some plants will use more than others, as some plants are heavy root feeders, some are floaters, and some prefer to be somewhere in the water column. (note: live plants SHOULD NOT totally replace water changes! water changes are still necessary even for planted tanks :3)

To recap:
Fish waste (ammonia) -> bacteria #1 -> nitrite -> bacteria #2 -> nitrate -> water change

If you have any other questions, Anon, please send me a message or another ask!! :)

If anyone would like to add onto this, or if corrections need to be made, please reblog/comment/let me know! :)

askduelistyugi  asked:

Seto, I'm here! It's a great day for swiming, huh?

It’s always a great day for swimming when you have a detachable roof over your pool and heaters that supply tropical temperature!

I hope your’ve brought your swimming trunks.

Why Do Bettas Build Bubble Nests?

Have you ever wondered why there are bubbles in your betta’s tank?

Have you ever been startled by the presence of white bubbles in the aquarium? I know I have, and I’ve even accidentally destroyed the very first nest that one of my late bettas ever made because I had no idea what it was.

The clusters of bubbles typically found on the water’s surface are known as bubble nests. A bubble nest can be a massive cluster that takes over a large portion of the tank or just a few bubbles scarcely strung together. While they are delightful to see, why do bettas build bubble nests?

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anonymous asked:

so seemingly overnight my betta's colors went away? he's like white on his body but his fins are still the same color. I know it's not ich because theres no texture or anything like that (its litterally like his skin) hes acting normally and still eats/passes bowels. I've done a water change and he's still acting fine but the only thing i could find on bettas fading to white is if theyre old and dying, marbles, or same rare disease where they lose color then die:(

So this happened to Skye, he turned almost all white, but I found that the change in the heater temperature was too high after I fixed it and after lowering it, he got his color back. Have you changed anything recently? What are your parameters?

So it’s been particularly warm this week for winter and I only just thought to check on the temperature of my tank and it was slow roasting my poor fishy. No wonder he has been so hungry these last few days. I’ve managed to find him a better temperature controlled heater so this shouldn’t happen again. Except he doesn’t like the bigger heater in his territory lol.

A Day in Bed

So crimson-devil-in-disguise and granvas, two very dear members of the trash squad, were sick yesterday and so to make them feel better they prompted me to write stubborn sick Ollie and Barry taking care of him. It’s a little bit of a belated present but here it is! 

Oliver should really stop hugging his sister so much. Or at least, he should when Speedy is coughing every five minutes and is slightly feverish.

He had been feeling fine when he slipped under the blankets, curling up and easily wrapping his arms around his sleeping partner. It had been a long night patrolling for both of them so he wasn’t surprised when the younger man didn’t rouse.

Usually, though he would never admit it, Oliver clung onto his partner’s naturally warmer body. Barry had explained his space-heater-like level of temperature off as part of his abilities, as the speedster did with many other things which Oliver didn’t pretend to understand. Still, it didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy the benefits.

Tonight, however, that didn’t seem to be the case. The archer had noticed he was a little more restless than usual when sleeping beside Barry but had shrugged it off earlier in the night. Now, hot and cold flashes seized him interchangeably and soon enough he had to pull away to control his shivering spasms and burning head. Barry was all the sudden too warm but he was also too cold and nothing was making any sense.

It was when Oliver coughed the first time that he accidentally woke up the younger man and alerted him to the fact that something was wrong. He hated doing that.

Oliver could feel Barry shift from his prior position and sit up behind him. The soft tips of the man’s fingers brushed his right shoulder and normally the archer would melt under the touch but his fingers were cold and Oliver’s shoulder and arm twitched in discomfort.

“Oliver?” Barry asked concerned. He was turned away from the speedster but he knew from the tone in his voice what Barry’s face looked like. His eyebrows were most definitely furrowed together, slight creases in his face indicating the rare oncoming frown, eyes almost bent in concentration.

He tried to respond but the air in his throat constricted and he was coughing all over again, worse than the first time. Burying his mouth into his hand, Oliver coughed until his throat felt dry on the inside and fell back onto the mattress, exhausted by the simple effort. He breathed in slight gasps, like at the end of one of his two hour rigorous training sessions.

After his random coughing fit had calmed, he turned his face to look at Barry. “I’m fine, really.”

It wasn’t as convincing as he would have liked.

The speedster snorted. “The hell you are. You look awful and believe me that is not a sentence I think or say often about you.”

Oliver huffed. “It better not be,” he retaliated quickly enough.

“Still it doesn’t defeat the fact that…,” the younger man trailed off and Oliver felt as the back of his partner’s hand pressed firmly against his forehead. “Whoa, you’ve definitely got a temperature.”

“I don’t get sick Barry.” He sniffled once after that. This really wasn’t helping his case.  

I don’t get sick, actually. It’s a biological fact according to Caitlin,” his partner irritatingly quipped. “Anyway, you might have a pretty good immune system but constantly being around someone who is already sick exponentially increases your chances of getting it too, no matter how awesome your antibodies are.” Barry finished off the whole scientific ramble wearing a grin, the kind of grin he always wore when he talked to Oliver about his CSI work. But Oliver knew the sick person in question Barry was talking about. Thea.

“You should go,” he recommended with an accompanying cough. “Even if you can’t get sick, I am going to be no fun to be around today.”

“Well, I don’t think the latter is ever possible, and I’ve dealt with you when you were in worse moods. I think I can deal with you when you’re sick,” the brunette stated confidently, adding, “You actually have a right to be grumpy and miserable.”

“Oh, so you’re giving me a free pass this time?” Oliver grinned.

“Maybe,” Barry replied after a while. “You’re lucky I’m so devoted to you,” he teased.

“Yeah, I am,” Oliver responded sincerely. He meant it. And he wanted Barry to know that he meant it.

The younger man blushed at his words and quickly pressed a kiss to his forehead that somehow seemed to alleviate the fire burning behind it.

“I’ll get started on making you soup,” Barry smiled and made to leave the bed. “You and Thea don’t happen to have Tylenol, do you?”

“Even if we did, I wouldn’t take it,” he answered shortly.

“Right. ‘Mr. No Pain No Gain’,” the speedster joked as he stood up from the mattress and wandered to the bedroom door frame. “Just, try to get some sleep, alright?”

He nodded and found that thoughts of Barry spending the coming day with him was enough to make him nod off to a peaceful sleep.

Wink Up July 2013: Competition for the kindest guy

A question was asked in a previous issue: “What do you give to a girl who is studying alone after school?” Readers got to vote for their favourite answer (answers are anonymous) and it is a competition for the kindest person. In this issue, the rankings and answers are released.

Requested by anon for the answers of the other members.

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