Befriends Animals

Indie Pixar OC blog || Crossover/Mulitverse & OC friendly || SFW only || Icon by sharkluvr123 || Follows back with sharkbait-hoohahah

[red-headed-aussie]

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I don’t really know any other way to say this...but I don’t know how much farther this blog can go. I see potential rp partners with no way my muse can interact with them. I try to focus on developing Karen, but I can’t really find ways to put her out there; nothing comes to me. Constructing AUs takes work that I don’t have the energy to do anymore, after all the work I put into another oc. And how many people were interested in rp-ing with me anyway? Two? Maybe three?

To be frank, all this blog really does to me anymore is make me sad, reminding me of how my writing comes up short and of the great threads I could be doing if only I knew how. All Karen really did was react, and she brought nothing interesting to the table; with who she is, I don’t know how to fix it. She’d have to really change, and I don’t know if I want her to. Maybe she just isn’t the kind of oc who can be roleplayed with.

I’m going on indefinite hiatus now. Maybe I’ll come back soon, having figured things out. Sorry I had to do this, but this was hanging unresolved over my head for a long time. To anyone who’s still following me, take care; you can find me on my main blog @sharkbait-hoohahah or my Transformers roleplay blogs @firewallofstanix and @blue-boomer if you want to keep in touch. 

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FIVE SENSES aesthetics. » bold what applies to your muse.

SIGHT

small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colors.

HEARING

crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and ac units. a phone call to mom/dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys. noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens. listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower.ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH

being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favourite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.

TASTE

coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.

SMELL

morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish. acetone. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. your favourite shampoo/conditioner. the scent of home. perfume. cologne. mint. something burning. wet dogs. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

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[red-headed-aussie]

A wild Karen has appeared! What to do?

🌊 Blow a kiss 🐟 Kiss cheek 🌊 Confess 🐟 Leave them 

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The distraught teen only huddled closer to Bruce when she felt his fin wrap around her. She attempted to squeak out a few words, but there were none left. There had never been such a strong fear in her for someone else’s life before; no one had ever been in that kind of danger. Unfortunately, Karen’s friend happened to be a highly targeted shark species, its conservation status “vulnerable”, as she recently discovered. Another sorrow was that even though her friend was safe, others still lost their lives.

After a moment of nothing but more crying, Karen finally gathered the strength to speak more coherently. “I ‘ate this,” she rasped,  “I’m so scared f’r you now.” She clung tighter to the great white, using more strength to hang onto him than to kick her legs up.

The ebbing and flowing of the tide allowed Bruce to idle whilst the water swept over his gills, allowing him to breath and hold close to his human companion comfortably. 

“’Oi, c’mon now, Karen,” Bruce said softly, shifting ever so slightly so that one of his beady blue eyes caught sight of her tear-streaked face. “I can take plenty care ‘f m’self. Ye needn’t worry yerself ‘bout me! Besides, it isn’t like I go after what the fishermen’re are always wranglin’ in as bait,” he added. “Fish’re off the menu completely, even if they’re ‘lready dead. The chances ‘f me gettin’ hooked? Deadset, it’s a slim chance.”

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“I th-th-thought it was you! I saw-- ‘n w-what if someone finds you, ‘r h-hunts you, or...” There were too many thoughts and fears and woes swimming in Karen’s mind. Yes, she was scared for her friend’s safety, but there were also all the other sea creatures also being hunted that Karen was worried about. One was still safe. One was still here with her, and the young human clung to him with all her might.

It helped that Bruce was reassuring her of his safety; if he can convince Karen that his caution is enough to keep him safe, her fear would lessen. The demand for sharks was still present, but no, it wasn’t as high as other commercial fish. Even so, Karen wished she could be with him longer, not only for safety’s sake, but simply because she felt so close to him.

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A peculiar mixture of solace and melancholiness hung in a mass at the back of his throat, tying his chest up at its dissonance. Bruce released a breath captive for far too long before bringing a pectoral fin up at Karen’s shoulder and returning the embrace. The shark leaned in a bit closer, offering whatever warmth or comfort he could provide. Perhaps in the back of his mind, the driven fury against such anglers flared up, but the human before him quelled its wrath. This wasn’t about them at the moment. This was about Karen. She needed his attention, not the killers on the boat.

“I’m so sorry ye ‘ad to see that,” Bruce said solemnly. “And I’m sorry I didn’t come ‘ere sooner to have ye ‘void bein’ so scared.” So strange, a human feeling so terrified for his well-being that she be moved to tears. It was enough to fog up the great white’s own eyes. “You okay?”

The distraught teen only huddled closer to Bruce when she felt his fin wrap around her. She attempted to squeak out a few words, but there were none left. There had never been such a strong fear in her for someone else’s life before; no one had ever been in that kind of danger. Unfortunately, Karen’s friend happened to be a highly targeted shark species, its conservation status “vulnerable”, as she recently discovered. Another sorrow was that even though her friend was safe, others still lost their lives.

After a moment of nothing but more crying, Karen finally gathered the strength to speak more coherently. “I ‘ate this,” she rasped,  “I’m so scared f’r you now.” She clung tighter to the great white, using more strength to hang onto him than to kick her legs up.

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A storm of questions and worries flurried through Bruce’s mind at typhoon speed; was it some terrible that happened at school? Someone bullied her, and just went too far? Her father? Was he still alive? Did something happen? It was too much to hold in, but the shark quelled his own anxiety for Karen’s sake especially at the state in which she currently was.

“‘f course I’m ‘ere,” the great white answered, angling his head at just the right position so Bruce could gaze at the human embracing him through one blue eye. “Did I take too long t’ come back?” he continued, worry sinking into his chest and churning his gut violently.

“Did somethin’ ‘appen when I was gone?” Had he not been there for Karen at a time when she needed him most? What did he miss?

Karen didn’t want to talk about it; she didn’t want to play that scene out one more time in her mind-- it was already so hard to forgot. However, she owed the shark an explanation, since she was worrying him so much. With her parents, the poor teen was inconsolable, and perhaps Bruce could offer her some comfort that only he could give her.

There was a long, broken sob before she opened her mouth, silence coming out the first few times she tried to speak. When she did, her cracked voice and sobbing made her difficult to understand. “I wa-- ‘s wi’ muh dad, on th’ boat, an’-- ‘n ah--Ah... I saw ‘nuh boat, ‘n it--it-- they, they got... they were...” Karen broke into sobbing again. It was just too difficult to say it out loud.

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“Back so soon, eh? Heh, I’m just messin’ with ye! It’s good t’ see y-” Bruce’s greeting was cut off prematurely as he felt Karen throw both of her short arms around his massive neck, in almost comical sight since there was no plausible way for them to wrap completely around him. The girl’s head smacked against the side of his chin before she buried her face into softer part of his skin. 

The shark was, as a result, left completely speechless. Granted, he increasingly had begun to come to terms with his own affection-starved needs and was just as ready to give- and receive- warm embraces from friends yet… Bruce could feel the shudder of a sob wrack the girl’s body and worry flooded into his mind. 

“Karen?” he said, concerned, then in a quieter, lulling tone: “‘ey, Karen. What’s wrong? What ‘appened?” 

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Nervous tears were already welling up in the young teens eyes as she waited for her friend on the very edge of the docks. She wasn’t sure he would even show up, after what she had witnessed yesterday. A gruesome, horrifying tragedy of which she wasn’t sure Bruce was the victim; it was difficult to tell from so far away. 

So, when the silhouette of a shark became visible from below the surface, Karen’s heart beat faster, and when the creature popped up from the surface with that recognizable grin, she all but lost control of herself, jumping into the water with no warning and latched onto him.

Her sobs only increased when she heard Bruce’s question, his calming presence helping her face her emotions. “I-ee-- ee so ‘appy ‘er ‘ere,” she cried with broken speech, “I di’n’t  th-think you--you’d be ‘ere...!”

[red-headed-aussie]

// I wanna come back to this blog, but I'm working other blogs on two different emails and boy howdy is it difficult to jump between those. Well not difficult, but a hassle. This would be the third email and..well?

But I'm trying. I'm gonna try to be active again.

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ooc // I think the reason I’m having trouble getting Karen established in the fn rp community is that...well, she’s a human. There’s not many opportunities for her to meet all these sea creatures often enough to form relationships with them. I found a way around it once, but not every fish can (or is willing to) meet with Karen on the docs. I guess I could make a turned-fish verse/au thing?

[hyper-archives]

I did a draw the otp thing for humanized Finding Dory characters. I ship them. :3

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reblog this if you actually like following me.

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how adorable is your muse?

tagged by: @chainsxwsmile tagging: Who follows me anymore... :|

// Sure. XD 

[red-headed-aussie]

// @sharkluvr123 Well, if you’re interested in learning more, I guess I’ll keep it up.. I mean, I just never know if people are interested enough in my oc, and if no one’s gonna look, why bother right? But I’m glad at least you are reading them. :)

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i crave affection!!!!!!! someone please hug me for 3 days straight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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(( not sure if I wanna do tag memes for Karen anymore. They don’t really seem to matter. :/ ))

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