I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Happy Pride!
Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions
Anyone gonna mention how this guy actually preformed live with Carly Rae Jepsen?
I’m gonna scream is2g
I was thinking of reblogging this again just because the original video is still amazing, but then I see the second video and lost my mind. The upgraded fan, the body glitter, the sheer fact that he got to do this with the actual singer.
that's so sweet - whenever i'm sad my cat brings me leaves. I don't know where he keeps getting them. he's not allowed outside, because he climbs trees and then i have to get ladder to go get him only for him to mock me and climb further up in said tree.
Just swimming by to say hello. 🦭
oh this is genius
This is my elderly cat mamas. My mom will feed her, and then ten minutes later when i'm feeding my other cat, she'll meow until i feed her. Then I'm the one who gets yelled at because apparently she was already fed. i think she also forgets that she has been fed so she just gets upset at me and acts like its my fault. can't really blame her though she scares me. Mamas has killed four bird and ate them feathers and all in one sitting, and I saw her do it.
When guinea pigs say wheek wheek wheek. Reblog if you agree.
#if I had the grindset guinea pigs have with wheeking I'd be dead in a month
Bambi!Wanda and Y/N guide their three kids thru the small campsite…
Wanda; don’t wander too far, boys!
Y/n carries little Natalie in a baby carrier..
Wanda: you rock that baby carrier my buck
Y/N: takes a string mate to rock it, my doe
The two share a small kiss as their baby girl giggles happily…
Wanda’s doe tail wiggles happily…
For @lifespectator
Little Rock Friends || Ryland Grace ||
A/n: Got asked about writing for PHM stuff and here is a second piece to the other fic.
The first thing you noticed was the sound.
It wasn’t human. It wasn’t mechanical either, not fully. It was… musical. Soft, layered tones echoing from the other room like someone was playing notes through metal and stone instead of air.
You froze mid-step, eyes lighting up as you grabbed Colt’s arm. “What is that?”
Colt immediately looked like a man who had made a mistake. A big one. “Nothing,” he said way too fast.
You turned slowly, narrowing your eyes. “Colt.”
From behind you, Ryland groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “What the hell did you tell her, Colt?”
“I didn’t tell her anything!” Colt shot back defensively. “She said she wanted to meet your—” he gestured vaguely, already backing away, “....rock friends.”
You gasped, delighted. “I do wanna meet your little rock friends!”
Ryland looked at you like his brain had just tripped over itself again. “They are not little.” He muttered then winced as another series of chiming, curious sounds echoed from the other room that was now closer.
Your entire face softened instantly. “Oh my...ok I need to see them.”
Before either of them could stop you, you slipped past Ryland and into the next room.
“Wait!!” Ryland started, following after you, already tense. “You should...just...maybe don’t—”
You stepped through the doorway and stopped.
They were beautiful.
Two massive, rock-like beings shifted on the reinforced floor, their forms unlike anything you had ever seen, five limbs each, bodies like living stone, the larger one towering slightly over the other. Their bodies caught the light in muted, earthy tones, and as they moved, those soft musical sounds filled the room again, echoing gently off the walls.
Your hand flew to your mouth. “Oh,” you breathed, completely awestruck. “Oh, they’re perfect.”
Ryland blinked behind you.That…was not the reaction he’d been expecting.
Rocky stilled for a moment, then let out a curious series of tones, lower, inquisitive. Adrian shifted beside him, larger and quieter, but clearly attentive.
You took a slow step forward. “Hi,” you said softly, like you were approaching a shy animal instead of two alien beings the size of small cars. “Hi, babies…”
Ryland nearly choked. “Babies....?”
Colt snorted behind him, already losing it.
Rocky made a brighter, almost excited series of notes, his body angling toward you. Adrian followed, slower but deliberate, their presence warm and steady.
You crouched slightly, completely fearless and held out your hand. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” you murmured gently.
Ryland opened his mouth to warn you, something about basic safety, that they're aliens but before he could get a single word out, Rocky reached forward.
One of his limbs extended, the three triangular fingers moving with surprising precision as he tapped lightly against your hand.
You lit up. “Oh my god, you’re saying hi—” you laughed softly, pure delight in your voice as you let him explore your hand, completely unbothered. “Hi, sweetheart. Hi.”
Adrian shifted closer, larger limb brushing lightly against your arm in what felt unmistakably like curiosity.
You looked up at them both, eyes wide and soft. “You’re both so pretty.”
Ryland just… stared.
Because Rocky made another sound, higher this time, almost rhythmic and Adrian followed with a deeper tone that echoed through the room.
They liked you.
They really liked you.
Colt leaned over, nudging Ryland with his elbow, grinning like a menace. “Wow. They didn’t even like me this fast.”
“I cannot believe this is happening,” Ryland muttered, still watching as you gently laughed, completely surrounded by two enormous alien beings like it was the most natural thing in the world.
You reached out with your other hand, carefully brushing along Rocky’s carapace. “You’re like a big rock puppy,” you whispered.
Rocky responded instantly bright, chiming tones that almost sounded like happiness.
Adrian shifted again, pressing slightly closer to you in a way that felt protective, curious, and just a little possessive.
You didn’t even hesitate. You leaned into it, smiling.
“I love them,” you said immediately, looking back at Ryland like this was the most obvious thing in the world. “I love them so much.”
Ryland’s brain stopped working for the third time that day. “…you do?”
You nodded, beaming, turning back to them as Rocky tapped your hand again like he wanted more attention. “They’re perfect.”
There was a pause.
Then Colt clapped a hand on Ryland’s shoulder, grinning like he’d just won the lottery.
“Congrats,” he said. “Your alien best friend and his wife just stole your girl.”
Ryland didn’t even argue.
Because watching you laugh softly, completely at ease, completely genuine as Rocky and Adrian hovered close, making soft musical sounds like they were just as smitten with you and he had a very sudden, very overwhelming realization.
This was either going to go incredibly well.Or completely ruin him.
Colt leaned against the doorway like a man trying very hard to process what he was seeing and failing.
Because in front of him, you were casually standing between two giant alien rock creatures, one of them gently tapping your hand like a curious puppy while the other hovered close like a very large, very protective bodyguard.
And you were smiling.
Smiling.
“Aren’t you like… freaked out?” Colt finally asked, gesturing wildly at the scene in front of him. “They are aliens. Most people freak out about aliens.”
You looked over your shoulder at him like he’d just said something deeply confusing. “They’re babies.”
There was a pause.
Colt blinked.
Ryland blinked.
Rocky made a soft, pleased chime.
“…they are not babies,” Ryland said weakly, though even he sounded unconvinced at this point.
“Yes they are,” you said immediately, turning back to Rocky as he nudged your hand again. “Look at him. He’s literally asking for attention.”
As if to prove your point, Rocky leaned forward again, his massive body shifting in a little bounce—a full eight hundred pounds of alien rock doing what could only be described as an excited wiggle.
Colt stared. “I hate this,” he muttered. “I hate that you made that cute.”
A soft mechanical whirring sound cut through the room.
“STATEMENT… CORRECTION,” came a slightly distorted, musical voice.
Everyone froze.
You gasped. “Oh my god, he talks?!”
Ryland groaned immediately. “Grace’s translator—he finished adjusting it....”
Rocky straightened, well, as much as a five-limbed rock alien could and let out a series of tones that filtered through the device.
“CLARIFICATION,” the translator buzzed, “WE ARE NOT… ‘BABIES.’”
Colt snorted. “Thank you.”
You tilted your head, unconvinced. “Mhm.”
Rocky paused, then continued. “ADDITIONAL CLARIFICATION,” the translator continued, tone shifting slightly as if trying to interpret something more complex, “WE ARE… ADULTS. VERY COMPETENT. HIGHLY INTELLIGENT.”
Another pause.
Then the device crackled again.
“…BUT,” it added.
Ryland’s head snapped up. “Oh no.”
Rocky let out a series of softer, chiming notes. “…YOU MAY CONTINUE TO CALL US… ‘BABIES,’” the translator finished.
Colt lost it. “I KNEW IT,” he shouted, pointing at Rocky like he’d just betrayed his entire species. “I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA FOLD...”
You beamed, immediately reaching up to gently pat Rocky’s carapace. “Good babies.”
Rocky made a bright, pleased trill, almost smug.
Adrian, not to be outdone, shifted forward, their larger frame pressing lightly against your side.
The translator buzzed again. “QUERY,” Adrian’s deeper tones translated, “DO WE ALSO RECEIVE… ‘PATS.’”
You gasped like you’d just been given the greatest honor imaginable. “Of course you do.”
Ryland covered his face.
Colt leaned against the wall, wheezing. “I cannot believe this. I cannot believe the aliens asked for head pats and got them.”
Because now you were gently brushing your hand along Adrian’s larger frame, smiling like this was your life now and honestly? You didn’t seem upset about it.
Rocky bounced again. “STATEMENT,” the translator chimed proudly, “HUMAN FEMALE IS… ACCEPTABLE.”
Colt straightened. “Acceptable?! That’s it?!”
Another burst of tones.
“…CORRECTION,” the device buzzed, “HIGHLY ACCEPTABLE.”
You laughed softly and somewhere behind you, Ryland just stood there, staring at the scene like he had completely lost control of his own lifebecause not only were you not freaked out you had just been approved.
By aliens.
And worse?
They were absolutely right.
He deserves it
[ID: an illustration of stylized rainbow wolves running to the left, overlapping one another with translucent color. End.]
Playing with colors and tangents
𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍
Nick Wagner When He Yearns
Short blurb
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Nick Wagner x sunshine!fem!reader
Summary: No one would ever believe Morgan or the rest of the Major Crimes team if they let it out that Nick Wagner was a yearner. He yearned hard for his sunshine, and he didn't give a damn if anyone saw him. No one was going to stop him from yearning for his girl.
Back Story
Nick Wagner was considered to be a stone cold captain who always took things a bit too far. He was controlled in ways that scared others off, but not her. Captain Wagner never scared her because he was always so kind to her. Some might say he yearned for her.
Morgan noticed it first, she noticed how he lingered around Sunshine. How he always made sure she was okay before making sure he, himself was in fact okay as well. Morgan was worried that Nick's so obvious yearning was making Sunshine uncomfortable. But it was in fact the opposite.
Morgan was running late for work as her car had stalled on the interstate. She walked in the bullpen to find the entire Major Crimes team looking over at the kitchen where Nick Wagner was making Sunshine coffee while she sat on the counter waiting for the man to give her coffee. Nick turned around, his frown immediately turned into a soft smile as he faced her.
3 ways Nick Wagner Yearns For Sunshine!reader
Physical Touch
*I feel like in a way Nick Wagner is so touch starved after not being with anyone after his fiancé died so I think he'd touch Sunshine every chance he got.*
Nick Wagner was so touch starved after not being with anyone after Taylor died. When Sunshine joined the team, he found her often touching his hand when she was close to let him know that she was here for him if he needed her.
Slowly it got to the point that Nick started initiating touch, if Sunshine was in the kitchen, Nick's hands would be on her hips. If they were out in the field, one of his hands would be on her duty belt. If they were out getting drinks, after shift, Nick would be as close as she would let him. Daphne started to notice his slight touches as she saw how Sunshine would just melt back into Wagner's touch.
The way he acts when she is on her day off
It didn't make any sense to Daphne or the rest of major crimes when Wagner would act like a sad puppy every time Sunshine was off for the day.
It felt like the world was ending every time Sunshine took off from work. Nick was sitting the lounge as he waited for coffee to finish brewing. He would never drink this crap, but his girl was off today so he guessed he would have to settle for it. He didn't mean to be an ass to everyone around him, he just felt like half of him was missing.
Daphne and Morgan had gotten tired of Wagner moping around so all they did was tell Sunshine that Wagner forgot his lunch and asked her if she would bring him something. Nick was sitting in his office when the door opened.
"Morgan said you forgot your lunch, which is kind of odd now that I think about it, but I made you a sandwich." She states as Nick looks up before smiling so goofily. He got up, set the lunch box on his desk before burying his face into her neck. "Missed you." He mumbled quietly.
"You've been moping around all day, haven't you Nikki?" She asks as he lets out this pathetic whine. "Not my fault, you weren't here." He whines as she runs her hands through his hair. "Can you stay for lunch?" He asks hopefully as she nods. "I can stay for a bit, if you promise to take the day off with me, the next time I'm off." She states as he nods before shutting his office door.
Quality Time - He definitely spends most of his time outside of work with Sunshine
Nick Wagner was currently on the beach at 9 pm while Sunshine collected sea-shells, he liked going to the beach with her at night. It was a purely selfish reason - he got to be alone with her during the night. He also liked when she invited him to go shark teeth hunting with her when she went in her free time.
Nick Wagner also made it so that when she wanted to shopping for new books for her always evolving library, that he was available. He carried her books for her, and he always made sure that he bought at least some of her books. He wanted to buy them all every time they went to the places, but she wouldn't let him. He liked when the bookstores shelves were cramped, call him what you may but he liked being close to her when they were alone in the maze like bookstores.
He also liked spending as much time with Sunshine as he could even if it meant hanging out in the bullpen for much longer than necessary. He would get weird looks from some officers as he followed Sunshine around like a shadow. She never said anything to him about being uncomfortable so Nick didn't stop.
Sneak Peak of my new fic
Nick Wagner When He Yearns
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Nick Wagner x sunshine!fem!reader
Summary: No one would ever believe Morgan or the rest of the Major Crimes team if they let it out that Nick Wagner was a yearner. He yearned hard for his sunshine, and he didn't give a damn if anyone saw him. No one was going to stop him from yearning for his girl.
Nick Wagner was considered to be a stone cold captain who always took things a bit too far. He was controlled in ways that scared others off, but not her. Captain Wagner never scared her because he was always so kind to her. Some might say he yearned for her.
Morgan noticed it first, she noticed how he lingered around Sunshine. How he always made sure she was okay before making sure he, himself was in fact okay as well. Morgan was worried that Nick's so obvious yearning was making Sunshine uncomfortable. But it was in fact the opposite.
Morgan was running late for work as her car had stalled on the interstate. She walked in the bullpen to find the entire Major Crimes team looking over at the kitchen where Nick Wagner was making Sunshine coffee while she sat on the counter waiting for the man to give her coffee. Nick turned around, his frown immediately turned into a soft smile as he faced her.
