This is Tori a 4 year old tiel, calmed by having tissue paper over her body. She is a very angry and pissy bird (scared of hands) but she gladly sings to inanimate objects if they are brought up to her face and loves to repeat her name, sits on your shoulders for hours and engages “predator mode” every time my husband has food. She can say “Where’s Mathew?” (my husband’s name), “Tori Tori Tori!”, a drawn out hello that sounds like “Henloooo”, sing the Super Mario Bros 2 overworld theme, do the wolf whistle, and “Watcha doin??”
She is super small for a cockatiel, with a bald spot, squinty eyes, little to no body dust.. screms when we leave the room and is an enormous hissburger.
But to us she is absolutely perfect <3
She is so precious and special!!! What a personality!! I love her!!
Imagine an enemy kidnapping someone really close to you, a family member or a best friend. Someone the Doctor had come to like. Imagine after him seeing how upset you’d gotten, practically destroying yourself with despair and guilt, and after finding the rescued someone scared and wounded, the Doctor gets ANGRY. He goes full predator mode, and you let him, simply holding your loved one and watching the enemy with disgust.
The Jellyfish belonging to the genus Crossota was discovered this year on the 4th of april by US National Oceanic and Atmospheric Association (NOAA). Crossota is a genus of jellyfish of the family Rhopalonematidae. The genus comprises five species. Unlike most hydromedusae, these jellyfish do not have a sessile stage. Rather, they spend their entire lives in the water column as plankton. The genus Crossota is widespread throughout the oceans.
This stunningly beautiful jellyfish was seen during Dive 4 on April 24, 2016, while exploring the informally named “Enigma Seamount” at a depth of ~3,700 meters.
Scientists identified this hydromedusa as belonging to the genus Crossota. Note the two sets of tentacles — short and long. At the beginning of the video, you’ll see that the long tentacles are even and extended outward and the bell is motionless. This suggests an ambush predation mode. Within the bell, the radial canals in red are connecting points for what looks like the gonads in bright yellow.
[Source - NOAA Office of Ocean Exploration and Research, 2016 Deepwater Exploration of the Marianas.]
wiped your forehead with the back of your hand, completely forgetting that your
hand was covered in paint. Feeling the sticky colors on your forehead, you let
out a puff of air, trying to move the hair out of your eyes, but it was no use.
The paint was already in your hair, on your face, and basically everywhere. You
had no idea how you got paint in so many places while painting. Youngjae, your
boyfriend, always told you it was a skill. You didn’t care a whole lot, though,
because painting was your life.
I really feel like other demons try way too hard to be the most terrifying of all known supernatural creatures. Just… be you. You aren’t any less of a demon if you’re not hyper aggressive or constantly in predator mode.
I was replaying the Harley Quinn dlc, and if you use psychosis mode for a long time, you can hear "harleen quinzel" talking to Harley. I thought that was a pretty cool part of the dlc, especially when Harley just tells her to shut up 😂
Yeah, I noticed that too! I thought it was really interesting and after I finish playing the predator mode parts I love to just walk around looking at the writing on the walls and wait for her to start arguing with Harleen lol.
stunningly beautiful jellyfish was seen during Dive 4 of the 2016
Deepwater Exploration of the Marianas expedition on April 24, 2016,
while exploring Enigma Seamount at a depth of ~3,700 meters.
identified this hydromedusa as belonging to the genus Crossota. Note
the two sets of tentacles — short and long. At the beginning of the
video, you’ll see that the long tentacles are even and extended outward
and the bell is motionless. This suggests an ambush predation mode.
Within the bell, the radial canals in red are connecting points for what
looks like the gonads in bright yellow.
Video courtesy of the NOAA Office of Ocean Exploration and Research, 2016 Deepwater Exploration of the Marianas.
Okay loves. A lot of you asked me to write about life post-The Ultimate Headcanon. Life post-The Ultimate Headcanon includes Killian and Emma settling down in their house and a few years later, they have a baby girl. Despite Emma’s (half-hearted) rebuttals, Killian insists they name her Leia. So cheers to a collection of stories about their life together. I’ll always mention at the beginning how old Leia is. I hope you enjoy!
Leia is three, just turned it last week. She is a petite little thing, eyes bright green like her mother’s, hair dark and thick like her father’s. She’s quickly learning to speak, r’s coming out like w’s, but her bright little voice never fails to enchant her parents. She is spunky, but cuddly, fierce like her mother, but far and away, she’s her daddy’s little girl. Killian’s love for her runs deeper than any sea he’s ever found himself in, and the two are inseparable. She looks at him and she sees her best friend, he looks at her and sees his biggest accomplishment. There aren’t really words to describe the way Killian Jones is with his daughter. There truly aren’t. Emma catches him singing to her. Captain Hook, singing his tiny little girl to sleep. And when he’s not singing, it’s stories. Endless stories of how her parents met, how they fell in love……(the many times they fell in love.)
On this particular Wednesday, Emma was at the station, and Killian was at home with Leia. It was a blistery cold February Wednesday, but nevertheless, Killian had bundled Leia up tight and taken her out on the Jolly Roger. (She’d begged him. It’s her favourite thing in the world to do. “I a piwate, daddy. Leia an Daddy sail, daddy? Pwease, daddy?”)
They’d just gone for a quick spin around the harbour, but it was long enough to turn Leia’s nose red. Afterwards, Killian had taken her to Granny’s, spoiled her with hot cocoa with cinnamon, before returning home for her nap. Killian tucked her under her covers, kissed her forehead, and left her after a whispered, “Sweet dreams, my littlest love.“
Leia usually napped from 12:30-2:30, so Killian was surprised to hear her crying at 1:45. In fact he was surprised to hear her crying at all, because usually after a nap she simply woke up and shouted, “Daddy, I awake!” So naturally, he stood immediately and flew up the stairs to her room, heart beating a mile a minute. His eyes widened in terror at the sight of his princess. She was shivering wildly, face flushed, tears flooding her face. Her arms flailed toward him. “Cold, Daddy! I, c-c-c-c-c-cooooold!” she stammered through clattering teeth. Killian picked her up immediately, hugging her against his chest, and her tiny arms circled his neck.
“Oh, Leia,” he cooed at her, keeping his voice soothing despite his panic. Her little body was burning up, shaking in his arms. “It’s alright, princess. Daddy has you. Oh, sweetheart,” he said, brushing her hair out of her face. It was damp with sweat.
“I pi-pi-wate, Dad-dy,” she reminded him, her face buried into his neck.
“Oh yes, lass, you’re right. Daddy’s first mate, you are,” Killian told her, picking up a blanket and wrapping it around her body. She was tight to his chest and he could feel her fluttery little heart beating much too quick for his liking. “Come on, my littlest love, we’d best call Mummy.”
Emma was sitting at her desk at the station, filing mundane paperwork. It had been a slow day, and she couldn’t wait for it to be over. She was relieved at an excuse to take a break when her phone rang; she loved it when Killian and Leia called to tell her how their day was going. Someone’s up early, she thought errantly.
“What are you doing up from your nap so early, my littlest love?” she cooed upon answering. (Killian almost always had the phone on speaker when they called her.)
“Emma, something terrible’s happened,” Killian’s voice was urgent and thick with concern in her ear, and she felt the blood drain from her face. She instinctively stood from her chair, ready for a fight, her arm raised, ready to transport her to wherever her daughter was being held captive.
“Killian, what’s wrong, where’s Leia?” she demanded, the words coming out in a rush.
“She’s here, it’s just she’s—”
Emma had to cut him off momentarily with the giant, relieved gust of air that whooshed out of her. “Jesus Christ, Killian,” she scolded him, for scaring the living shit out of her when really he had their daughter safely in his arms.
“Sorry love, it’s just she woke up sobbing and she’s shivering like she’s freezing but her skin feels like it’s on fire,” he explained, the worry still bleeding from his words.
Emma let out another relieved breath before she switched from ready-to-kill-a-predator mode to comforting-wife-for-naive-husband mode. “Killian, calm down, she probably just has a fever. Kids get them all the time, she’s had low grade ones before. It’s okay, sweetheart. She’ll be fine.”
Emma paused for a moment to let her words sink in, but Killian’s urgent tone didn’t break.
“How do we fix it?! She’s shivering so violently and she-”
“Well you can start, by calming down so you don’t freak her out for no reason,” Emma advised, “And then, you can go in the medicine cupboard in the kitchen and give her some children’s Tylenol. Read the back and check the dosage, but I think she gets one teaspoon. It’ll take a little while, but it’ll bring her temperature down. In the meantime, just cuddle her and get some water in her. Or some pedialyte, but you know how she hates that,” Emma told him, speaking slowly and calmly.
Killian was assured by his wife’s calm tone and easy instructions, but his heart still broke for his shaking little Leia, pressed against his chest, fingers wound around his hook for comfort. “Here, can I talk to her for a minute?” Emma said then.
“Leia, Mum wants to talk to you, sweetheart,” he said gently, clicking the speakerphone button.
Emma turned her tone to the most soothing, loving, calm mommy-voice she had. “Hi Lei—a,” she said slowly, “Do you feel icky, honey?”
“Mama,” Leia said softly.
Emma’s heart broke at the tiny croak. “I know, little love. But Daddy’s going to take care of you, okay? He make you feel better. You have the best daddy, huh, Leia?”
Leia flashed her green eyes up at her father, and Killian beamed down at her. “Daddy warm me up,” she said proudly.
“Mhm, you snuggle that daddy and watch Nemo, okay? Mommy be home soon to join the cuddles. I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you, Mommy,” Leia answered happily, face lighting up at the mention of Nemo.
“Just relax, Killian,” Emma reminded him, “I love you and I’ll be home soon.”
In the Red Hood DLC, during the second part (the predator mode part), you hear Black Mask’s thugs say things like “what am I doing? I could have been a doctor!” or that they have to watch their kids the next day, and it took me until just now to realize that Rocksteady had them say things like this to humanize them in order to further emphasize how morally gray Jason is. Jason doesn’t care about the fact that they’re complex people who are questioning the way their lives turned out, or about any aspect of their lives. As far as he’s concerned, they’re just worthless criminals that need to be taken off the streets indefinitely.
elisa, you know what i was thinking about earlier today? derek pushing stiles down and riding him and stiles is just unable to take his eyes off of derek, gaping at him. and derek grabs stiles' hands and moves them to his thighs while he continues to ride him, enjoying the blissful look on stiles' face
DAMMIT Charlie, I’m trying to write your own prompt here and you attack with this, Charlie!
When it comes to those two boys fucking, literally everything is hot, but holy god if there’s something that destroys me into a hot sobbing mess it’s them riding each other. So, I shall destroy you too, my friend. You asked for it.
When they finally got their heads out their asses [(¬‿¬) not totally though (¬‿¬)] and got together Stiles rode him many times, and both of them had come in record time from it, because it’s just so fucking hot, okay? Constant eye contact, while they gasp and moan and just yOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT STILES MOUTH IMAGINE IT HALF AGAPE THE WHOLE DAMN TIME AND DEREK DOWN THERE BARELY BREATHING CUZ IT’S JUST SO H O T OKAY.
BUT you were talking about Derek riding Stiles. WHICH IS EVEN WORSE.
The normal fuck by a normal man is taken to be an act of invasion and ownership undertaken in a mode of predation. Woman have been chattels to man as wives, as prostitutes, as sexual and reproductive servants. Being owned and being fucked have been virtually synonymous experiences in the lives of woman. He owns you - he fucks you. The fucking conveys the quality of ownership - he owns you inside out.
Between April 20 and July 10, the government agency and its partners are collecting and sharing data on the creatures and habitats they find in the Mariana Trench, which stretches 1,500 miles in the Pacific Ocean near Guam.
It’s all pretty mind-blowing when you think about it, but here’s one of our favorites: A mesmerizing jellyfish found around 3,700 meters (2.3 miles) down (video above!).
“At the beginning of the video, you’ll see that the long tentacles are even and extended outward and the bell is motionless,” NOAA notes. “This suggests an ambush predation mode. Within the bell, the radial canals in red are connecting points for what looks like the gonads in bright yellow.”