the beast in heat

That time of the year ey Sansy?

telegraph.co.uk
Hottest chilli pepper in the world accidentally created by Welsh farmer
A Welsh fruit grower trying to come up with a novel entry for next week’s Chelsea Flower Show has accidentally created the hottest chilli ever recorded.

A Welsh fruit grower trying to come up with a novel entry for next week’s Chelsea Flower Show has accidentally created the hottest chilli ever recorded.

Mike Smith, from Denbighshire, declared himself “chuffed” if a little “surprised” after scientists indicated that his Devil’s Breath chilli had eclipsed the existing American record holder by a clear margin.

Originally intended to be a thing of beauty rather than a sensory beast, the peppers measure a formidable 2.48 million on the Scoville heat scale, ahead of the 2.2 million achieved by the Carolina Reaper.

Bad Habits

Warning: NSFW [Very much citrus]

Raven had a problem.

She had always prided herself in being highly attuned to and analytical of her own emotions. It was, after all, essential for her to properly process every bubbling hormone and neural impulse that fizzled through her brain and sent her heart beating. The lives and safety of those around her depended on this, and Raven had the memories of her own failures to serve as a heavy reminder.

Still, she was loathe to admit such a girlish thing to herself, as if she was somehow above the most basic human tendencies. Perhaps at one point she had believed she was, but after some recent revelations, Raven realized that was most definitely not the case.

She liked staring at Beast Boy’s butt. Often.

His spandex-esque uniform really didn’t help the matter either; if anything, it made her dirty little hobby far easier to maintain. The material only served to emphasize his features, allowing Raven to ogle from a distance almost daily.

What made the situation even worse, was that Raven didn’t just admire his behind. She imagined things, like touching it. Often. Daily, in fact. It was as embarrassing as it was enticing, and Raven quivered at the mere thought of the changeling’s firm rear.

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Imagine: finding a hellhound!

Crowley X Reader

Content: Fluff


Snow. Snow. Snow. You tilted your head back, hair resting against a thick scarf. A bleak pale sky burned your eyes, as the invisible sun’s rays bounced aimless through the white cloud layer. White flakes, thick and clumped, spiraled to the earth. Fluffy ice stuck to the knit strands of your beanie and your eyelashes. You stuck out your tongue on whimsy. The field was empty leaving no need for social pretense. Your arms spread out as you spun in place with abandon. Stress melted away, leaving nothing but the blanket of snow and the pounding of music pulsating from your earbuds. Your boot stuck, but you didn’t care, letting your body fall into the thick pile of snow. Air pushed from your lungs, the calm winterscape cutting into the heavy guitar riff as a bud dislodged. You laughed breathlessly smiling into the blaunch void. You nodded in beat to the song, gloved hand wiping the snow from the pliable rubber piece. A whiney growl paused your hand next to your ear.

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X “Was that fucking necessary?”

“Yes, yes it was. You know why? Because you’re boiling and I won’t have more of your self-sacrificing ass. So, suck it up and take off your clothes, you need a bath.” You put the pillow aside, watching as he clenched his lids shut, refusing to look at you.

“Move, (Y/N). I’m fine.”

 “Liar.” You pressed, shaking him a little. He had to wake up.

He huffed, rolling on the bed. “Please, I just need to sleep.” 

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Best Friends - Prompto Argentum x Fem!Reader

So, I may or may not have gotten carried away here. But I am also definitely not sorry about this story. I LOVE Prompto with a passion so any excuse to write for him is so wonderful. Definitely some smut ahead. 

Word Count: 4782

And no, that is not a typo

XXX

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Yoosung
• He’s totally awkward so you decide to have a sit down conversation.
• He’s a little stunned but completely understand stands
• He knows he’s gonna be with you forever so he doesn’t mind waiting
• when he tells his momma this, she loves you sooooo much
• he’ll masturbate when you’re not home
• but when yalls wedding rolls around
• he thanks God that he waited
• after the kiss, he can’t help but wonder how to take your dress off
• or if you can sneak off with him before the after party
• after all this puppy wants a lot of kids

Zen:
•We all know about how the beast can be
• So you end up telling him in a very heated make out session
• this one is gonna be difficult
• he respects your beliefs
• but the beast!!!
• because he is so attracted to you, he doesn’t let you live with him until after you two are engaged
• but by then he trusts himself enough to cage the beast with you there
• wedding day rolls around, once the kiss happens
• he picks you up bridal style and carries you to a private room

Jahee:
• she’s cool with it
• like she completely understands
• it’s smart to wait
• so no complaints~
• she’s catholic
• so she’s supposed to wait anyway

Jumin:
•As a Christian, he’s got a chastity rule too
• So once you tell him, he tells you he feels the same
• it’s very important to you both
• So if you want to live with him before hand, he can completely control himself
• ~but it’s cannon how fast you two get married~
• the wedding is amazing
• and after it all
• you two have a very VERY romantic evening.

707
• he’s catholic
•but when you tell him you wanna wait
• he’s a little surprised
• he really wants to make you his
• leave evidence on you that he existed
• show off his sadist sexy side
• but he’ll respect it
• being such a devout catholic, he should wait too
• I mean of course you wanna wait
•angels have to wait for marriage
• you waited very patiently for him to get saeran and his act together
• so he’s sure as hell gonna wait for you to be comfortable
• he kept whispering dirty things in your ear all during your wedding day
• and at night he made sure those things came true

V:
• he was sorta a Catholic
• sorta a Christian
• so he should’ve waited
• you told him when you were really upset one night
• you feel really bad that you can’t give him all the things rika did
• when he asks what you mean
• you tel him you wanna wait till marriage
• can you get anymore perfect to him???
• of course he doesn’t mind
• he definitely wants to take things slow cause rika left a big scar
• so this just helps prove how pure and honest you are
• he loves you soooo much and doesn’t mind waiting at all
• a very romantic wedding day and a beautiful honeymoon

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‘He’s not dangerous…i provoked him’
'Why can’t you accept that some of these creatures are not good - you’re beginning to sound like a certain

young friend of yours’

Graves had to step in and he would have killed the beast if he didn’t know that by doing so Newt would never speak to him again so he just scared it off.

Graves is looking at all the scars with a mounting sense of agitation. There would be many very heated arguments about Newt and his beasts. Until the eventual cliché - 'Why do you even care???’ Graves would be so frustrated and quite a bit disappointed 'If you haven’t figured that out by now, I won’t be the person to tell you. And off he storms.
Newt huffs and grumbles because this kind of complication is the reason he prefers the company of beasts

Maybe theres a situation where Graves ends up endangered and THATS when it clicks for Newt
Oh, this is why Graves gets so bothered over Newts scratches and scrapes
He might be playing down his injuries

Like either some dark wizard or one of Newts beasts strikes at Graves because he senses that Newt is pissed at him and Newt throws himself between them 'Not him! No, you don’t hurt him, BAD BOY"
OR
A trader, illegally and cruelly trading animals on the black market. And Graves steps in to protect the beasts.

Imagine him waking up later and Newts at his bedside fussing with the blankets and avoiding his gaze. Graves groans and mutters 'You are a terrible influence’
And Newt gives a slightly hysterical giggle and wipes at his eyes, half laughing and sobbing.

Graves sighs like this is really so exasperating
'Come here’ and he gets Newt to lay his head on his chest and strokes his hand over Newts hair

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botw zelink request! :) link attempts to draw zelda

I have not finished BOTW nor have I freed all the Divine beasts. This is also the first BOTW fanfic I’ve ever written! 

It was all Revali’s fault.

If you asked the Rito he would have denied everything, the smug bird. But Link was certain the cause of his incredible embarrassment was all thanks to Revali.

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Man Eating Tree

Man-eating tree or carnivorus tree can refer to any of carioca legendary or cryptid carnivorous plants large enough to kill and consume a person or other large animal. The carnivorous plant with the largest known traps is probably Nepenthes rajah, which produces pitchers up to 41 cm (16 in) tall with a volume up to 3.5 litres (0.77 imp gal; 0.92 US gal). The pitcher of this species are designed to trap arthropods such as ants. However, the same bait may also attract rodents like the Summit rat (Rattus baluensis)and the Mountain treeshew (Tupaia montana) . Only very rarely will the rodents fall into the large pitchers of this species. Other large carnivorous plants that have similar properties include Nepenthes robcantleyi and Nepenthes attenboroughi.

The Nubian Tree

Phil Robinson, writing in Under the Punkah (1881), related the tales of his “uncle’s” travels throughout the world. He described a “man-eating tree” that was to be found in “Nubia”. In the tale, Robinson’s uncle describes the tree:

This awful plant, that rears its splendid death-shade in the central solitude of a Nubian fern forest, sickens by its unwholesome humours all vegetation from its immediate vicinity, and feeds upon the wild beasts that, in the terror of the chase, or the heat of noon, seek the thick shelter of its boughs ; upon the birds that, flitting across the open space, come within the charmed circle of its power, or innocently refresh themselves from the cups of its great waxen flowers ; upon even man himself when, an infrequent prey, the savage seeks its asylum in the storm, or turns from the harsh foot-wounding sword-grass of the glade, to pluck the wondrous fruit that hang plumb down among the wondrous foliage. And such fruit ! Glorious golden ovals, great honey drops, swelling by their own weight into pear-shaped translucencies. The foliage glistens with a strange dew, that all day long drips on to the ground below, nurturing a rank growth of grasses, which shoot up in places so high that their spikes of fierce blood-fed green show far up among the deep-tinted foliage of the terrible tree, and, like a jealous body-guard, keep concealed the fearful secret of the charnel-house within, and draw round the black roots of the murderous plant a decent screen of living green.

The story continues in describing how the tree captured and ate one of the uncle’s native companions, and how the uncle proceeded to shoot at the tree. When his ammunition was finally exhausted, the uncle continued his work using a knife to destroy the tree, as the tree fought back with its blood-sucking leaves, and entangling limbs.

The Vampire Vine

William Thomas Stead, editor of Review of Reviews, published a brief article that discussed a story purportedly found in Lucifer magazine, describing a plant in Nicaragua called by the natives the devil’s snare. This plant had the capability “to drain the blood of any living thing which comes within its death-dealing touch.” According to the article:

Mr. Dunstan, naturalist, who has recently returned from Central America, where he spent nearly two years in the study of the flora and the fauna of the country, relates the finding of a singular growth in one of the swamps which surround the great lakes of Nicaragua. He was engaged in hunting for botanical and entomological specimens, when he heard his dog cry out, as if in agony, from a distance. Running to the spot whence the animal’s cries came. Mr. Dunstan found him enveloped in a perfect network of what seemed to be a fine rope-like tissue of roots and fibres… The native servants who accompanied Mr. Dunstan manifested the greatest horror of the vine, which they call “the devil’s snare”, and were full of stories of its death-dealing powers. He was able to discover very little about the nature of the plant, owing to the difficulty of handling it, for its grasp can only be torn away with the loss of skin and even of flesh; but, as near as Mr. Dunstan could ascertain, its power of suction is contained in a number of infinitesimal mouths or little suckers, which, ordinarily closed, open for the reception of food. If the substance is animal, the blood is drawn off and the carcass or refuse then dropped.

  • Control Freak: Over here, old friend! In case you've noticed, you've fallen right into my trap!
  • Beast Boy: You can't trap justice! It's an idea, a BELIEF!
  • Control Freak: Even the most heartfelt belief can get corroded over time!
  • Beast Boy: Justice is a non-corrosive metal!
  • Control Freak: But metals can be melted, by the heat of revange!
  • Beast Boy: It's REVENGE, and it's best served cold!
  • Control Freak: But it can easily be reheated in the microwave of evil!
  • Beast Boy: Well, I think your warranty's about to expire!
  • Control Freak: Maybe I got an extended warranty!
  • Beast Boy: Warranties are invalid if you don't use the product for its intended purpose!
  • Raven: Girls, girls, you're both pretty! Can I go home now?
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 ya-te-veo

Man-eating tree can refer to any of the variouslegendary carnivorous plants large enough to kill and consume a person or other large animal. The carnivorous plant with the largest known traps is probably Nepenthes rajah, which produces pitchers up to 41 cm (16 in) tall with a volume up to 3.5 litres (0.77 imp gal; 0.92 US gal).The pitcher of this species are designed to trap arthropods. However, the same bait may also attract rodents like thesummit rat (Rattus baluensis) and the Mountain treeshrew (Tupaia montana). Only very rarely will the rodents fall into the large pitchers of this species. Other large carnivorous plants that have similar properties include Nepenthes robcantleyi andNepenthes attenboroughi.

Man-eating tree

Depiction of a native being consumed by a ya-te-veo (“I see you”) carnivorous tree found in both Africa and Central America, from Sea and Land by J. W. Buel, 1887

GroupingCryptidRegionAfrica and Central AmericaHabitatAfrican and Central-American forests

The Madagascar tree

The earliest well-known report of a man-eating tree originated as a literary fabrication written by Edmund Spencer for the New York World. Spencer’s article first appeared in the daily edition of the New York World on 26 April 1874, and appeared again in the weekly edition of the newspaper two days later. In the article, a letter was published by a purported German explorer named “Karl Liche” (also spelled as Carl Liche in later accounts), who provided a report of encountering a sacrifice performed by the “Mkodo tribe” of Madagascar: This story was picked up by many other newspapers of the day, including theSouth Australian Register of 27 October 1874, where it gained even greater notoriety. Describing the tree, the account related:

The slender delicate palpi, with the fury of starved serpents, quivered a moment over her head, then as if instinct with demoniac intelligence fastened upon her in sudden coils round and round her neck and arms; then while her awful screams and yet more awful laughter rose wildly to be instantly strangled down again into a gurgling moan, the tendrils one after another, like great green serpents, with brutal energy and infernal rapidity, rose, retracted themselves, and wrapped her about in fold after fold, ever tightening with cruel swiftness and savage tenacity of anacondas fastening upon their prey.

The tree was given further publicity by Madagascar, Land of the Man-eating Tree, a book by Chase Osborn, who had been a Governor of Michigan. Osborn claimed that both the tribes and missionaries on Madagascar knew about the hideous tree, and also repeated the above Liche account.

In his 1955 book, Salamanders and other Wonders, science author Willy Ley determined that the Mkodo tribe, Carl Liche, and the Madagascar man-eating tree all appeared to be fabrications.

The Nubian tree

Phil Robinson, writing in Under the Punkah (1881), related the tales of his “uncle’s” travels throughout the world. He described a “man-eating tree” that was to be found in “Nubia”. In the tale, Robinson’s uncle describes the tree:

This awful plant, that rears its splendid death-shade in the central solitude of a Nubian fern forest, sickens by its unwholesome humours all vegetation from its immediate vicinity, and feeds upon the wild beasts that, in the terror of the chase, or the heat of noon, seek the thick shelter of its boughs ; upon the birds that, flitting across the open space, come within the charmed circle of its power, or innocently refresh themselves from the cups of its great waxen flowers ; upon even man himself when, an infrequent prey, the savage seeks its asylum in the storm, or turns from the harsh foot-wounding sword-grass of the glade, to pluck the wondrous fruit that hang plumb down among the wondrous foliage. And such fruit ! Glorious golden ovals, great honey drops, swelling by their own weight into pear-shaped translucencies. The foliage glistens with a strange dew, that all day long drips on to the ground below, nurturing a rank growth of grasses, which shoot up in places so high that their spikes of fierce blood-fed green show far up among the deep-tinted foliage of the terrible tree, and, like a jealous body-guard, keep concealed the fearful secret of the charnel-house within, and draw round the black roots of the murderous plant a decent screen of living green.

The story continues in describing how the tree captured and ate one of the uncle’s native companions, and how the uncle proceeded to shoot at the tree. When his ammunition was finally exhausted, the uncle continued his work using a knife to destroy the tree, as the tree fought back with its blood-sucking leaves, and entangling limbs.

The ya-te-veo

In J. W. Buel's Sea and Land (1887), the ya-te-veo(“I-see-you”) plant is described as being native to Africa and Central America, and having “stems” that resemble “many huge serpents in an angry discussion, occasionally darting from side to side as if striking at an imaginary foe,” while attempting to consume humans.

The vampire vine

William Thomas Stead, editor of Review of Reviews,published a brief article that discussed a story purportedly found in Lucifer magazine, describing a plant in Nicaragua called by the natives the devil’s snare. This plant had the capability “to drain the blood of any living thing which comes within its death-dealing touch.” According to the article:

Mr. Dunstan, naturalist, who has recently returned from Central America, where he spent nearly two years in the study of the flora and the fauna of the country, relates the finding of a singular growth in one of the swamps which surround the great lakes of Nicaragua. He was engaged in hunting for botanical and entomological specimens, when he heard his dog cry out, as if in agony, from a distance. Running to the spot whence the animal’s cries came. Mr. Dunstan found him enveloped in a perfect network of what seemed to be a fine rope-like tissue of roots and fibres… The native servants who accompanied Mr. Dunstan manifested the greatest horror of the vine, which they call “the devil’s snare”, and were full of stories of its death-dealing powers. He was able to discover very little about the nature of the plant, owing to the difficulty of handling it, for its grasp can only be torn away with the loss of skin and even of flesh; but, as near as Mr. Dunstan could ascertain, its power of suction is contained in a number of infinitesimal mouths or little suckers, which, ordinarily closed, open for the reception of food. If the substance is animal, the blood is drawn off and the carcass or refuse then dropped.

An investigation of Stead’s “review” determined no article was published in Lucifer magazine about such a subject, and the story in Review of Reviewsappeared to be a fabrication by the editor.

Literature

“The Purple Terror” (1899) by Fred M. White is a man-eating tree and the story was collected with the relevant section of Phil Robinson’s book, The Man-Eating Tree (1881), in Flora Curiosa: Cryptobotany, Mysterious Fungi, Sentient Trees, and Deadly Plants in Classic Science Fiction and Fantasy. This anthology also includes H. G. Wells’ “The Flowering of the Strange Orchid” (1894) about an orchid capable of consuming a human.

In Francis Stevens’ story “The Nightmare” (1917), the flora on the mysterious island includes man-eating plants.

Edward Gorey’s 1966 illustrated work The Evil Garden features hapless guests trapped in a garden, with some of its members attacked and eaten by, among other things, giant carnivorous plants.

Piers Anthony’s fantasy novels of Xanth (1977 onward) has stories of carnivorous “tangle trees” (or “tanglers”). The trees magically create easy, open paths leading to them; their tentacles then catch animals (and people) that approach too closely.

In the fantasy novel Beyond the Deepwoods (1998), the first story in Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell's The Edge Chronicles series, the protagonist Twig encounters a man-eating tree called a bloodoak. A parasitic symbiotic plant, known as the tarryvine, snares victims and then drags them to the bloodoak, where they are devoured.

In the fantasy adventure novel Life of Pi (2001), a shipwrecked boy lands on an island inhabited bymeerkats, but notices that every night all the animals climb atop the trees. He later discovers that the entire island is carnivorous.

In “The Sagebrush Kid”, a short story in Annie Proulx's Fine Just the Way It Is (2008), a childlessWyoming couple transfers their affections first to a piglet, then a chicken, and finally to a sagebrush they fancy has the appearance of a child. They tend and protect it, and even feed it bones and stray scraps of meat from their dinner table. Even after the couples’ deaths, the shrub - now grown to the height of a fair-sized tree - is accustomed to human attention, and meat. It consumes livestock, then soldiers, then a local medico, railroad men, surveyors, and most lately a botanist come to investigate its unusual height and luxuriance.

In the dystopian novel Shades of Grey 1: The Road to High Saffron (2009), the first book in Jasper Fforde's Shades of Grey series, carnivorous trees are mentioned.

In the Star Trek novel Planet of Judgment by Joe Haldeman, the flora on a planet includes a carnivorous plant capable of engulfing and digesting an adult human. After a crewman (named Hevelin) is attacked, the rest of the away team tries to cut him out of the plant, but is too late. The description of the aftermath reads “Hevelin’s body looked like a botched autopsy.”

In the 2005 film The Brothers Grimm, there are Man Eating Trees lurking in the Forest of Marbaden.

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Friendly Dragons and Where to Find Them - Prologue

Prologue to a story I’m currently writing based on the pictures I drew of Underfell Papyrus interacting with a dragon, and the idea of how dragons would work in the universe. 

Not my best work, but I just had a lot of time off from writing because of killer Writer’s Block, although, now I’m back to writing I should soon get back to my normal standard. 

*cough* Thanks to @undertalebrokenhome and @gothic-skeleton for the motivation the other day, really helped me a lot *cough*

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Unorthodox Sleeping Arrangements

“The best solutions are often simple, yet unexpected.”-Julian Casablancas


“Uh, Rae? I think we’re lost…” Beast Boy trailed off, glancing around them with wide eyes. Looming up all around them were massive redwood trees, with a canopy so thick, it blocked out the sun. Every direction looked the same, no matter which way he looked.

They were lost. He was certain of it.

“No. We aren’t,” Raven growled. She stomped onward, trampling the ferns in her wake. Beast Boy heaved a sigh. She’d said that an hour ago. And the hour before that.

And yet, there was still no sign of their teammates or their camp.

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