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thegamingcatmom · 3 months

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Feral!Denalis be like-

Feral!sisters playing a game of cat(s) and mouse with you as they chase you through the woods, cackling like mad, encouraging you to "Keep going, little one~!", while simultaneously snarling and snapping their teeth at each other because "Mine!", and what makes this even worse is the fact they could probably snap your neck with their little finger at any time and they´re simply choosing not to (yet), because you look absolutely ravishing getting yourself all worked up—

"Oh my~" one of them purred at you. From where, you couldn´t locate. They seemed to be everywhere yet nowhere at once. It was terrifying.

It´s not like you´d stand the slightest of chances against a demon, let alone three. So, all that´s left to do is continue playing their game, because you dread to think about what might happen if you don´t.

As they finally got you cornered, you could only pray to god (and hope he´s willing to listen) that your end will be swift and painless—

"Aww~, you did so well, maličký!" and baring those sharp teeth at you, red eyes staring into your very soul, daring you to make another move, perhaps even hoping for it, judging by their glow. But—

...What?

Chiming laughter fills the air then, and your mind can´t quite grasp the fact that something so terrible was capable of producing something so lovely.

You also couldn´t bring yourself to feel insulted at their blatant mocking of you. You really had other things to worry about right now, eyes flitting between the three of them, wondering, dreading—

Was this yet another game?

"Katrina." the one positioned in the middle rumbled, prompting the woman in question to let out a snarl of her own, albeit more out of reflex apparently, as it seemed to just... cut off soon after it started. "Calm yourself. You more than had your fun today. Look at her, the poor thing~"

You couldn´t not notice the mocking undertone, a glint in those red eyes.

It was another game, then. Great.

Just as you were contemplating simply making a run for it, because even death seemed more appealing compared to this torture—

"Ah, ah~" you don´t make it very far though, as a rather hard body collides with yours—

Oof!

-effectively hindering you from making a grand escape. How were they so fast?

"Leaving so soon~?" the demon pouted. "Do you not wish to spend a little more time with us?" Slowly walking you backwards until your back hit the tree, keeping you hostage yet again.

There was no fighting it any longer - overcome with fear and utter exhaustion - you teared up. The woman slowly tilted her head to one side, burning eyes never leaving yours, as if waiting for it, fascinated by it, daring you to give in.

You felt exposed, overwhelmed, frustrated—

So, give in you did - hot tears were starting to run down your flushed cheeks, your face scrunched up, there was no way you could´ve contained the hiccup! that followed, even if you tried.

You must look rather pathetic, you know you do. You felt pathetic, bawling your eyes out in front of these... whatever they are, who seemed most content watching it all unfold, standing around like statues. The occasional sniffle being the only thing to break the eerie silence.

In fact, the one still trapping you against the tree seemed a bit too content, nearly leaning into you, one corner of those blood red lips just so turned up in a lopsided smile, and you swear something was vibrating.

More importantly though, those eyes. They were still boring into yours. You don´t think she´s even blinked once since this nightmare started. None of them did.

Another thing to add to the definitely-not-human pile.

It was mortifying, being put on the spot like this. By three women whose beauty seemed out of this world, at that. You never worked well under pressure, your emotions getting the better of you most times, causing you to make reckless decisions.

...Such as trying to beat the crap out of a supernatural being probably very much capable of throwing you all the way across this clearing with a flick of her wrist, all the while not giving a damn about the fact all you seem to be accomplishing is hurting yourself.

She had the decency to look mildly surprised by your outburst, at least - eyebrows shooting up, gaze falling down between your bodies to watch you hit her stomach, her sides, her hips, anywhere your hands could reach in your current predicament of being squished between two solids.

It seemed to amuse her, if that lofty snickering is anything to go by.

"Tsk tsk tsk... none of that now~" came the chiding reply, as if this She-Devil hadn´t wanted to provoke exactly that. One of your wrists was seized in a strong grip then, much stronger than considered normal for a woman of her build.

Two fingers were placed under your chin then, slowly lifting your head, demanding you look. "There you are..." the back of those same fingers slowly brushed up and down your cheek, collecting a few drops, taking a moment to inspect them - there´s that flicker of fascination yet again - before bringing them to her lips, the tip of a tongue peeking out to collect what was offered, eyes staying firmly locked on yours the whole time.

You were sweating, the heat in your cheeks increasing tenfold. The urge to avert your eyes had become almost unbearable, but you doubt she´d let you. You were crumbling and she knows it.

"Well... care to share, dear sister?" the third blonde thankfully interrupted, sounding rather exasperated over the fact things have come to a standstill ever since they´ve managed to corner you.

The sudden objection was enough to break the spell the sister had managed to put you under, your eyes naturally shifting towards its source, and you felt like you could finally breathe again.

...Only to nearly choke on that breath when you were met with a look that you could only describe as hungry.

You gulped.

The She-Devil noticed, of course she did. The warning rumble was back in full force, and you weren´t sure who it was directed at. For when your gaze returned to her, those red eyes were staring daggers at you, upper lip curled back slightly to reveal a set of pearl white teeth, seeming to elongate before your very eyes.

What in the world...?

You had your answer when, instead of tearing you limb from limb, her head whirled around to fix her sister with a look instead. You couldn´t quite see it from your position, but judging from the scoff it received in return, you reckoned it wasn´t all that pretty.

Once her head started turning your way again, you quickly shifted your gaze to meet hers, not wanting to agitate her further and actually risk getting mauled or something.

...Not quick enough to not catch the two blondes sharing a look, though. The one on the right appearing just as done as she sounded. The other, Katrina, seemed rather amused - one eyebrow lifted, an impish smile dancing on her lips.

You got the feeling this was a regular occurrence.

Those piercing eyes found yours again, and you started to wonder if that moment just now had simply been a figment of your imagination. Her face revealed nothing, except for the fact she seemed most pleased to find you already anticipating her, indeed.

...Looking a bit like a lovestruck teenager, actually.

It was unsettling.

"Hm..." she purred, hands coming up to grip your upper arms, slowly moving them up and down in an almost affectionate manner.

Her next words would seal your fate once and for all, of that you were certain.

"It seems my beloved sisters are just as unwilling to part from you just yet, little rabbit." Hand moving up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "Well... what do you say~? Won´t you keep us company for a while longer?"

It wasn´t a question.

Your stomach dropped.

"Aww, why the long face, maličký? We don´t bite...~", Katrina mocked, making a show of looking like she actually cared.

"We´re gonna have so much fun together, you´ll see...~"

Yeah.

Fun.

#twilight #the twilight saga #the denalis #denali coven #tanya denali #kate denali #irina denali #feral denali sisters #feral sisters #fanfiction #fic idea

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renessmeecarlie · 2 years

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twilight fancast (2/?) the denali coven

Kate played by Margot Robbie Irina played by Dianna Agron Tanya played by Elizabeth Olsen Carmen played by Bruna Marquezine Garrett played by Matthew McNulty and Eleazar played by Sean Teale

#twilight #fancast #the denalis

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bogusavathepit · 2 years

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Irina and Laurent---Love or Not?

Image Credit: The Twilight Saga Fandom Wiki

I have thought about Laurent and Irina’s relationship and this is my headcanon for why I think that they were as much “mates” as any other vampire mates despite some thinking that Laurent carelessness for Irina proves they were not “true” mates.

Sources

The Lore from the Actual Books

The Official Site

the Twilight Illustrated Guide book

A. Context of Mates

The Twilight Guide says this under the section “VAMPIRE LIFESTYLES AND PSYCHOLOGY”:

BONDING FACTORS:

Most commonly, a coven is made up of two members. One feature of the unchanging nature of vampires is that they mate for life. Once they fall in love, that feeling never fades. As a general rule, only the bond between mates is strong enough to survive the competitive drive for blood. Larger covens are less stable, and usually end because of internal violence.

The second bonding force, and one that is—unlike romantic love—able to keep a large coven stable, is ambition. Vampires are competitive by nature, and some vampires have been able to evolve this competitive disposition into a greater cause capable of uniting many individuals into a secure whole. The pursuit of power is that bonding cause for vampires. The Romanians were the first to do this successfully for a significant length of time.

The third, and rarest, bonding force is the vampire conscience. Very few vampires are born with or develop a value for human life. The consumption of human blood is such a known aspect of vampire life that few ever question it; the driving thirst for human blood seems irresistible.

However, those who do learn to value human life in spite of this reality are able to subsist on animal blood. Vampires who live this way are sometimes referred to as “vegetarians.” Animal blood is unappealing to vampires, and thus a difficult diet to maintain. Those who make the sacrifice, though, experience related benefits. In the absence of human blood, the competitive drive disappears. Vampires are able to form bonds of love in addition to the bond between mates. The weak coven alliance is replaced by a strong, family-style union.

VENGEANCE:

Another prevalent vampire trait, along with strong romantic bonds and the intense competitive streak, is that of a vengeful nature. Related again to their unchanging state, vampires are not forgiving; they do not move past an insult or injury. The most common example of vampire vengeance is the aftermath of the loss of a mate. When a vampire loses his mate, he never recovers from it. He cannot rest until the party responsible (usually another vampire, given the strength necessary to destroy a vampire) is eradicated. Centuries can pass without lessening the ferocity of his need for vengeance.

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@troquantary says of vampires and their mates:

It’s a grief they can’t forget, because they can’t forget anything, and that grief is the dark side of the strength and constancy with which vampires love their mates.

Vampires fall in love and stay in love forever once it “holds”. Even after death, the vampire will never stop feeling those feels for that person. This is canon and very well known. However, it seems that a mate equals “soulmate” for some people canonically, and I don’t agree that this is canon.

Here is a full explanation for why, but to summarize, a “mate” is the designated term for a vampire’s official romantic partner due to the pursued circumstance, not the metaphysical determined event, of vampires having brains that can never forget and due to vampires living and thus being together “forever”.

Yes, I think there are some vampire mates that have a noticeably ideal(er) and “stronger” bond than others. But what makes a mating is not whether or not vampires “genuinely” love each other in the truest philosophical sense (if we could ever get to agree what that entails as a group), but that they the characters themselves perceive the other to be the other’s perfect match and accordingly to the circumstances of them coming together.

Thus matings’ occurrences are very dependent on the personalities as well as the circumstances that those personalities are responding to. Just like any other human relationship....just cranked up to 1000.

B. Irina and Laurent

It is undoubtable that Irina felt a lot for Laurent. What about vice versa?

Some might argue that they weren't close enough to merit being called "mates" because Laurent was able to leave her (even for a short time) and be dishonest about him feeding other humans before ever even considering killing Bella. How can "true" mates lie to each other or disregard each other's other delicate bonds with other, after all (Denali-Cullen bond)? How can he feel near nothing for her and she feels so much for him when Edward couldn’t stand to be away from Bella for more than a year and even then was always on the brink of caving? When Marcus couldn’t bear to live properly without Didyme? When Jasper would definitely leave the Cullens for Alice? When Bree was absolutely devastated when she finally let herself realize that Diego was gone forever?

I would say, yes they weren't “close” or dramatically in love. Doesn’t mean there was no love at all, or that they would never have gotten into a relationship. And I think that vampire mates are not actually soulmates but just a consequence of having perfect recall due to being a vampire and unable to “forget” their mates.

The “degree” of romantic love doesn’t really define the relationship.

But Laurent, as a person of himself, does not have fixed values or morals and is principally very selfish while also being weak-willed. He will do most things for his own pleasure but is also very much a follower, going where the strongest is so he can benefit from them. He values leisure, status, comfort, and his own survival over everything else. And while most vampires are self-centered, Laurent is “unique” in his decadence and desire to self-indulge.

So I imagine that any and all social bonds he forms will be “weak” in terms of trust and intimacy...at least at first and for a very long time. He will not see the meaningful or deep value in emotional bonds after centuries of using them as means to self-preserve and not to actually care for someone until he's forced to by way of his own self-preservation or ego/pride and comfort. For someone like him to fall in love, it would have to take someone who can appeal to those things at first at least and then convince him that they are worth more than the materials they may or may not offer.

And though Laurent said that he liked all the Denali sisters (sexually is probably one happenstance), he apparently liked Irina the best, as he told Bella in New Moon. Even though Tanya is reportedly the most beautiful of the Denalis (on Rosalie’s level) and Laurent had some sex-eyes for Rosalie in the baseball scene (Midnight Sun), he somehow still managed to find Irina much more appealing than Tanya, enough for him to spare her a thought and think of going back to live with her after this.

This implies that Irina is giving him something that has gotten his attention for longer, perhaps deeper.

And I think he would have gone back to the Denalis because:

Victoria presented a threat to him because he left her to deal with the Cullens and James died--Vicky likely felt that Laurent betrayed her and was instrumental to James dying-------the Denalis were basically the only ones besides the Cullens who could provide the best asylum for him

He might have not wanted to present himself as a threat to the Cullens, who he might have felt would have looked at him with some suspicion without him trying out the veggie lifestyle, which they considered to be the more peaceful option, but that is my headcanon

He himself, of his own volition, said in Twilight and by how Edward tells us in Midnight Sun, that he wanted the trappings of a stabler lifestyle where he wore nicer clothes more frequently and didn't have to move constantly, having his own territory for longer and with as little fighting as possible. The Denalis can provide all that. Which would and did allow him to stay longer and develop more of a bond with Irina

(My Bigger Reasons) The plan for Forever Dawn, Breaking Dawn's predecessor, was that Laurent lives and stays with the Denalis indefinitely with Irina while Victoria becomes the informant on the Cullens. Breaking Dawn is basically Forever Dawn but with this change and the fact that Jacob doesn't fall in love with Bella and meets Renesmee totally by accident and then still imprints on her. I think this further suggests that Meyer felt that Laurent, while weak-willed and an asshat to Irina, would have developed feelings that constituted him being devastated with Irina's hypothetical death the way mates usually are....it would just take circumstances forcing him to stay and pay more attention to her. Which sounds hateful to me, but apparently for them, it was supposed to work for them.

He basically says as much to Bella when he tells her the plan of how he will get away with murdering her safely.

We can argue that since vampires' motivations, habits, and behaviors don't change until they are faced with a strong catalyst--usually romantic love--then we can suppose Laurent would have seen first his own self-preservation and then Irina as his catalysts or that his self-preservation leads him to his reason to actually want to stay for more than his self-preservation.

With this in mind, we could say that, again, our special baby boy Laurent had to have more time to regard Irina than other vampires did/do with their current/prospective mates

C. A Couple of Other Couples, In “Depth”

A) Peter and Charlotte

It took Peter a long while to realize his feelings but they got there and he decided to risk dying to save her, even though he would have fought against Jasper, his absolute best friend (or at least, most trusted compatriot) for her life.

Peter values loyalty and physical strength, of what little I can glean. Laurent is materialistic and values status. It will be different, how they approach romance and partners even if they were set up to choose all on their own.

I'd say that theirs is likely as deep or strong as Rosalie and Emmett’s if we’re talking how ready one or both is to sacrificing themselves for their mate’s survival, but we're just not shown its intimate details as compared to the mentioned Cullen pair.

B) Edward and Bella

Look, these two are the anomalies. Edward fell in love with a human--which never happens and Aro/Suplicia, Benji/Tia, Makenna/Charles, and Amun/Kebi do not count--and Bella trusted him enough to not eat her. Vampires tend to fall in love or partner up with other vampires and humans tend to either beg to be changed just for power and fear of death or to (try) run and scream.

Edward is very different person from Laurent. He values loyalty and preserving familial bonds over material things while Laurent values leisure, status, material things and his own preservation amongst most things. His romantic relationship with anyone will look very different from Marcus, Edward, etc.

All vampire couples, regardless of how “strong” their bond is--as Marcus terms it in BD--, get called “mates”. Edward and Bella, seeing themselves as a couple and each other’s top priorities, would not be and are not excluded. But their love is seen as extreme and unique, there fore they are not the rule. Which is why we have a whole 4 books about their romance.

C) Rosalie and Emmett

Emmett is a part of her support system, as well as part of her emotional compensation for her trauma and all that she has lost: a human future with a family of her own. He is a very simple person, unchanging and uninterested in to changing his behavior. He is satisfied with who he is and what he values and he thinks Rosalie is pretty perfect, even if it is half-and-half due to Rose’s looks. He does like that she is so fierce and tenacious, too. I imagine that he likes how “wild” and combative she can get to prove a point. This wouls all be very comforting for Rosalie, who wants to be romanced and to see herself as a loveable. Emmett provides that in spades.

...yes with the exception of that comment about how she’s “bitchy” instead of defensing her the way we would want our SO to. But, Rosalie is more or less satisified, and well...*shrug*

However, he could be said to also be a hook that will forever keep her within her own unhappiness of being a vampire and childless forever. Very much like how someone might interpret how children are for many women who become mothers.

Anyway, personality and circumstance.

D) Alice and Jasper

This is a hard one because I think their relationship is mostly based on an unequal, metaphysical, and the most befuddling of most of the vampire pairs. We don’t really get to see why Alice is a good fit for Jasper and vice versa other than the suggestion that her gift makes it supposedly easier for him to not give in to his instincts constantly screaming at him to kill and drain the nearest human. And Jasper convienently was the reference point for Alice to begin making a self after her reset waking up into vampirism. They are supposed to be each other’s only possible North Star, touchstone, etc. Yet, apparently Jasper would have killed Alice if she went up to him too early.

I personally headcanon them to have been dancing around each other even after Alice confronted him with the whole, you’re my eternal lover bit since Jasper’s trust is still an earned thing. But her confidence would have thrown him off enough to seeing what she’s up to.

This is what the Guide had to say about them:

Under Alice’s bio --> “Though her greeting was characteristically cryptic, Jasper’s ability to feel the emotions of those around him allowed him to appreciate the magnitude of the occasion. Alice was already in love; Jasper quickly learned to reciprocate.”

Under Jasper’s bio --> “In 1948, Jasper encountered Alice. She approached Jasper as if they were close friends and told him he’d kept her waiting a long time. Jasper was puzzled and wary, but Alice’s joyful emotions impacted him greatly. When Alice held out her hand, he took it. And he felt an unfamiliar emotion: hope.”

For all intents and purposes, Jasper is his pain and will to deal with pain. Perhaps, for Jasper, Alice is:

a constant well of surprises that are always enjoyable rather than frightening actions to guard against

hat maybe he also likes that she is self-assured and was never and never will be scared of him

perhaps her self confidence and (comparatively) satisfaction with not constantly looking to him for emotional reassurance (while still being interested)

perhaps it is because he likes that Alice is actually more of a planner than she looks, which is comforting to an ex-military man

he says in Eclipse, that when he first met her he “For the first time in a almost a century, [he] felt hope” after not “stopping to make sense of what [he] was doing” when he took her hand (301). And that Alice has a made a “climate [he] enjoyed” as opposed to the pervious fear-tinged one (302). In other words, Alice is instrumental by challenging his conceived limitations, idk.

And for all intents and purposes, Alice is her gift. Perhaps for Alice Jasper’s appeal is that:

he is generally reserved and careful/meticulous in how he approaches fraught situations. Very good in a crisis situation (except bloody ones). It would appeal to her inner need for any type of order, metaphysical or otherwise order, this Jasper mentally needing to plan for how he succeed in confrontations and disasters. Especially with how she had to wake up alone and not knowing herself--a different but harrowing sort of disaster. It may assure her that he is a consummate planner, thus can work with her to order both the far future and immediate present/future.

Jasper may have had felt totally assured by Alice’s determination and so thus this compliments Alice.

IDK

All of these about Jalice are barely supported headcanons, so.....

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maureen2musings · 1 month

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Baby snowshoe hare

@denalinps

#denali #alaska #cute animals #cuteness overload #bunny!#snowshoe hare #leveret #wildlife #wildlife photography #curators on tumblr

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fridaybear · 16 days

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Y'all look like you could use not one, not two, but THREE BEARS in your timeline on this fine Friday. Make your weekend amazing. - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Grizzly Bear (Ursus arctos ssp.)" by Gregory 'Slobirdr' Smith is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0.

#grizzly #brown bear #bear #cute #animals #nature #wildlife #friday #friday bear #grizzly bear #weekend #Denali National Park #Denali

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nealmcclure · 13 days

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The pure mass of Denali.

Denali is so massive that it generates its own weather; much like a huge boulder submerged in a river creates whitewater rapids. All mountains deflect air masses and influence local conditions, but Denali rises so abruptly and so high that this effect is more dramatic here than perhaps anywhere else on Earth. This shot here was at 600mm from a long distance away. I absolutely love the peak of Denali poking through the low-lying clouds. The kiss of sunlight doesn't hurt the composition as well. Every time I see this enormous rock, I can't imagine humans climbing to the summit. What a thought.

#denali #alaskalife #landscapephotography

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leah-clearvvater · 4 months

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'These are our cousins from alaska'

#twilight #twilight saga #twilight renascence #denali coven

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six-legged-sea-leopard · 5 months

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catgirls more like catWOMEN amiright

#poor connor shes so massive for a puma but still the tiniest of her friend group...#felinae pantherinae machairodontinae the gans (almost) all here #need a proailurinae oc now hmmmm...#from left to right:#oc denali #oc kairoh #oc connor #furry

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miss-morgans-lover · 4 months

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Twilight Advent: Fav Scene in book or film (Day 23):

My favourite scene/chapter in the main books is probably the Blood Type chapter since I always find it so funny to read. Edward was in his car and saw Mike dragging a paler than usual Bella across to the nurse.

"I thought I was going to have to avenge your murder" - Edward

Mike's face when Edward took Bella from him and started taking her to the nurse and left him behind.

Him getting her out of school and PE with some excuse that she's really not feeling well.

It's just funny.

My favourite chapter in the books outside the main 4 is the section on The Denalis, specifically the Sisters in the Official Illustrated Guide. I love the whole coven but in their little sections it talks a bit more about the succubus thing which I love so much. Plus I just love them. The whole coven is great and pretty unproblematic for the most part. Except for the obvious.

My favourite scene in the films is possibly when Kate gets Garrett with her powers after the whole "or your power has been exaggerated" (Garrett) "maybe it only works on the weak" (Kate). It's funny and cute. I love those two.

But it's more likely to be the training scene in Eclipse and his backstory scene. As a Jasper fan (yeah, a bit controversial I know) I love him in his element. Plus the music, cinematography and such are amazing in it. I love that we found out about his past, despite the controversy in it. We found out about how he knew all this stuff about newborns.

I also love Rosalie's backstory scene as well, as sad as it is. Great cinematography, which is something I appreciate as a film student. Plus, she's one of my favourite characters so finding out more about her and why she acts the way she does is great. Plus (again) Rosella scene!!!!!

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thegamingcatmom · 3 months

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How do we feel about feral!sisters though?

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"Well... care to share, dear sister?" the third blonde thankfully interrupted, sounding rather exasperated over the fact things have come to a standstill ever since they´ve managed to corner you. The sudden objection was enough to break the spell the sister had managed to put you under, your eyes naturally shifting towards its source, and you felt like you could finally breathe again. ...Only to nearly choke on that breath when you were met with a look that you could only describe as hungry.

Ugh, so many thoughts feels ideas-

So little time.

#twilight #the twilight saga #denali coven #the denalis #denali sisters #tanya denali #kate denali #irina denali #feral ladies make me go feral

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where-coral-reefs-meet · 10 months

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Now properly introducing... All 28 romanceable characters of Coral Island!

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archonfurina · 5 months

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Coral Island (2023): Merfolk Kingdom

#coral island #coralislandedit #princess miranjani #agung #denali #semeru #gamingedit #dailygaming #videogameedit #mine #king krakatoa #queen nanda devi #deno #cho oyu

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sitting-on-me-bum · 5 months

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An American Pika Sizing Up Some Yummy Thistle

The Real-Life Pikachu: Pictures Of The American Pika

Photographer: Deirdre Denali

#deirdre denali #photographer #pikachu #american pika #pika #animal #mammal #wildlife #nature

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fridaybear · 8 months

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Good morning. It's Friday. It's September. Fall is coming. Make that weekend amazing.

(Know what else approaches? Fat Bear Week...) - - - - - - - - - - - "Grizzly bear (Ursus arctos ssp.)" by Gregory 'Slobirdr' Smith is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0.

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raz-writes-the-thing · 6 months

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Nothing At All (Doctor Who One-Shot)

Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader / requests are open and encouraged!

Summary: Your feelings for the Doctor are outed, and you're pretty sure he doesn't feel the same way. Thank God you're wrong, eh?

CW: angst, pining, canon typical peril, small amount of fluff, fluffy-ish

Doctor Who tag list: @nyxiethesimp @quickslvxrr (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)

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“The mortal is exhibiting signals of elation and relief in the presence of our enemy,” the alien cyborg said robotically. You let out a frustrated puff of air. Of course, you felt relieved to see him. He was here to (presumably and hopefully) save you from their disturbing clutches. “Subject exhibiting pupillary dilation and increased blood flow to the chest, ears and face.”

You groaned, eyes widening slightly at the implications of just what this cyborg was stumbling into finding out.

These particular cyborgs had taken you hostage to study. They’d never seen a human before and supposedly this meant that they just had to have you. They needed to know everything under the sun, apparently.

The Doctor grinned and you pressed your hand up towards the glass as if to reach him through it. It was thick and sterile and there was a cool mist spraying down onto you from above- no doubt with some sterilising agent in it as well. Liked their shit clean, these cyborgs did.

“Right then,” the Doctor said, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, sonic clutched behind his back. “I think you’d better let my friend go, don’t you?”

The cyborg’s metallic head stared vacantly at the Doctor before it whirred and clicked to focus on you.

“The subject displays a rise in heart rate upon making visual contact with the enemy.”

Your eyes flit to the Doctor, who is doing his best not to make eye contact with you. You’re starting to piece together just what the cyborg is currently monitoring.

The Doctor clicks his tongue, whipping the Sonic from behind his back and scanning the lock on your glass door. The door opens with a ‘shhhhhk,’ as the gas leaks out around the framing.

You spring into action, darting past the canister-like tube that you’d been held in and running for the Doctor’s hand. You took it with a squeeze and the Doctor shot a beam at the cyborg, who’d started towards you.

“Emotion identified,” the cyborg said, robotic voice slowing as the Sonic did its thing. “Human emotion… named… love…”

You groaned, flushing deep red as the Doctor grabbed you by the shoulder and pushed you forward, urging you towards wherever it was he’d parked the TARDIS. You didn’t even want to look at him. This was it. This was how you died. You almost wished the cyborg had killed you right then and there to save yourself from the misery of it all.

You’d not wanted the Doctor to find out about your little crush this way. In fact, there were about a million other ways you would have preferred he found out.

You ran in whichever direction the Doctor told you, not daring to look behind you for fear of his expression, yes, but also for fear of seeing several angry cyborgs charging up their face lasers or something to smite you down with.

Then, at the end of the corridor, you saw the TARDIS. She was parked half in the shadows and a cyborg was scanning it. The Doctor grunted as you both pelted it towards the blue box. You heard the telltale sound of the Sonic as he aimed it over your shoulder and fired it at the cyborg, most likely disabling the laser. It wasn’t as though the cyborg would have been able to garner much information from scanning it anyway, of course. The TARDIS had natural defences against that sort of thing, but it was the principle of the thing.

The cyborg shut down as you narrowly escaped running face-first into its arm. With a shriek, you bolted inside the TARDIS doors, trying to avoid toppling up the stairs and breaking a bone in the process.

The Doctor was hot on your heels, skidding to a stop to close the doors behind you both and lean back against it, skin flush with sweat and adrenaline. He panted, hands on his knees.

It was only a minute before he was back on his feet, trying desperately to catch his breath but so rejuvenated by the narrow escape that he was bursting with energy. You were not in a similar boat. You were doing your best to just not collapse onto the floor from fear and exhaustion.

Your cheeks were ruddy red, and sweat was beading in your hairline. You groaned irritably, desperately needing some water or a very, very long shower. And as you slowly started to bring yourself back down and your breathing started to even out, you remembered what the cyborg had said.

“Oh, wasn’t that exciting?!” The Doctor practically yelled, energy bouncing off him in spades. “Cyborgs- brand new cyborgs sent to catalogue anything and everything! Bit of a job, but I s’pose that’s why they sent cyborgs. Not going to degenerate too fast. Oh, and their inter-cranial wiring- I mean, did you see that? Gorgeous!”

You were vaguely listening, in the very back of your brain. Hearing the words? Yes, but actually listening to what he was saying? Not so much, no. You wanted to curl up into a ball and just… roll away out of sight so you could avoid the Doctor forever. The TARDIS was basically never-ending. You could hide out there for the rest of your life, right? It would take him forever to find you if you kept moving from room to room.

“-Hello? Are you hearing me?”

“What?”

The Doctor pouted, eyebrows drawn down in concern.

“Are you alright?”

Were you alright? Were you alright? No, you were not alright. You were in love with the Doctor, and he’d avoided eye contact upon hearing that particular little factoid, which made you feel just so amazing about the whole thing.

“Me? Never better,” you replied with a tight smile, swallowing thickly, throat dry.

“Oh,” the Doctor said, nodding like he was trying to make himself believe it but knowing better. “Are you sure? I mean, that wasn’t all that convincing, really.” The Doctor scratched at the back of his head. You rubbed a hand down your face irritably and sighed.

“Not really,” you finally admitted. “No.”

The Doctor stepped forward, putting the Sonic away in his pocket. He put both his hands on your shoulders and gave you a very sincere look of genuine concern.

“What’s wrong?”

“Besides the fact that you can’t even stand to look at me?”

The Doctor flounders for a moment, dropping his hands from you. You regret the words as soon as they leave your mouth. The Doctor, your poor un-offendable Doctor, looks hurt. You’ve hurt him.

“Shit- I-”

“Is that really what you think?” His voice sounds small and tinny in a way that unnerves you. You step forward, a small shuffle of a step, only for him to take one back. Ow, it feels like a fist has been rammed right through your gut and out the other side. Only that’s not what’s happened, and you’re not going to drop dead from having a hole torn right through you to avoid having to replay that memory in your head for the next thirty years.

That flash of hurt on his face is gone the next, and it’s replaced by something that- if you’re not mistaken- almost looks angry.

“No, is that really what you think?”

It’s your turn to flounder now, hand hovering in the air toward him like a phantom. You’re not even convinced it’s your hand anymore. What was happening, and why was it happening?

“I- n-no,” your voice wavered, unsure. “It’s just- when the cyborg- and you- I-” Your hands went to your head, and you forced yourself to breathe. The Doctor was fighting with himself on whether to rush forward to comfort you or remain in his protective defensive bubble.

In and out. Once more. Okay, you were a little calmer now, your breathing evening out. With great care, you said, “You couldn’t look at me. When the cyborg told you… how I feel. I thought-” you broke off, tears springing up at the thought. “You might be done with me now that you know. That you might take be back home.”

“Take you home?!”

You jump at the volume of his response, eyes managing to meet his in defiance of all odds.

“No, I’m not going to take you home. I- I didn’t want to let on I felt the same, because, well- they were calling me the enemy, and I didn’t need them thinking I had a weak spot for you. I mean, what would I do if you were gone? Cease to exist, cease to function.” The Doctor barely stopped for a breath. “Who else is going to call me out on my mismatched shoes, or- make sure I eat all the broccoli on my plate? Yuck, hate broccoli. Really, there’s no one else for me, I-” he breaks off so suddenly it’s almost jarring.

“What?”

“You feel the same?”

The Doctor blinks, clearly jolted out of his train of thought.

“Course I do! You’re- well, you’re you! Look at you, how could I not?”

In those three seconds all of your fear, anxiety, embarrassment, anger, it all fades away, and you know everything is going to be alright. You’ll be alright, and so will he. You’ll be alright together, and what else did you need if you had each other?

Nothing at all.

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