#bluebcta

[veloxdelta]

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Send me “🎃” and my muse will respond to yours sneaking up to them and making them jump.

Having not heard or even scented her sister sneaking up on her, the jump that Delta gave at the sudden appearance of Blue and the brush against her flank was a large one. It sent her to one side, away from what at the moment she thought could have been anything, and made her eyes fly wide open.

A small squawk escaped the raptor, and she opened her jaws in preparation to attack -- however, looking over and getting a better look at her attacker, only to realize it was her sister, Delta growled lowly. She wasn’t thrilled with having been scared, and was in fact quite embarrassed. Not that she wanted to show it.

Snapping her jaws at the Beta, not to actually land a bite, but more to send a warning not to do that again, her tail lashed irritably behind her. A glare was all Blue got from there.

[dcrlingiisms-blog]

bluebcta liked for a starter.

    ( ♡ ) Something is off. Charlotte has spent enough time around the            paddock to pick up on it. The raptors are more vocal than usual,            collecting in the brush. Foliage rustles, accenting the chirps and            warbles of the pack. The young Grady rises from her spot at the            top of the stairs, striding to the center of the catwalk. She rests            her arms upon the railing, looking down in concern. Shouldn’t he            have been back by now? Her father would’ve known what it was            that was distressing them all so. “Blue? What’s the matter, girl?”

[dinodelicacy-a]

me pls <3

                                   @bluebcta gets positivity

;;all right, all right, all riiiggghhh. so, i honestly can’t imagine how hard it must be to play a character that isn’t-- human? or even humanoid. but there is this special way you right blue that makes her seem like her own person. you give her personality, you give her heart, you give her life. 

writing with you is seriously one of my favorite things about this blog [ i know i’m slow as all hell, blame the brain ] and i’m so so so grateful that you are here because our thread is so fun and our crack is the crackiest and sassiest.

not only is your blog to die for [ p u n s ], but you are such a wonderful person and so friendly ooc. we’ve only just begun talking but seriously i adore you so much. you are funny and kind and just an all around amazing friend.

to those reading this who aren’t following this blog, do so now kthxbye.

[dinodelicacy-a]

bluebcta replied to your post:Blue takes total offense to that killing machine...

Zara now has a huffy offended velociraptor on her hands.

       my muse’s face when she realizes she’s having full on        conversations with a raptor. when did this become her        life, her ONLY friend could turn on a dime and tear the        limbs from her body in a matter of seconds. 

[carrionruler-blog]

bluebcta said: thIS IS HALLOWEEN THIS IS HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN

cries about the amazingness that is this movie. tim burton is a genius and the musical numbers are the best. 

[dinodelicacy-a]

                                                   bluebcta

             it had been bad enough, claws digging so unforgivingly into her shoulders              as a winged beast lifted her above the panicked crowd and tossed her as              if she were nothing but a rag doll. it had been bad enough,  her own cries              as she fell from the dinosaur’s grasp unheard as the island descended in-              to chaos.  it had been bad enough, each minuscule movement sending a              rush of white-hot pain  radiating over every inch of her skin as she tested              the limits of her mobility. 

             but then she found herself lost within the jungles of costa rica’s famously              dangerous island,  having been dropped unceremoniously as the pteran-              odon dodged incoming bullets. no longer could she hear the screams of              the park’s patrons or the gunfire of those hired by ingen--  just in case a              repeat of jurassic park were to occur. no, she was ALONE and darkness              had befallen the island. though every part of her knew sleep put her in a              vulnerable position,  her body needed the rest and against every instinct              she possessed, she soon found herself in a dreamless and restless sleep.

             it was the sound of rustling leaves that had the  young assistant jumping              to her feet,   each sense on high alert as a result of her attack.  wild and              panicked,  viridescent hues darted across her environment until a shade              of blue, unlike any of the fauna at her feet,  caught her eye.  immediately              fear found home in her expression,  hands lifting ever so slowly, a wince              at the sharp ache originating from the deep  gashes decorating her skin,              as if it would deter the RAPTOR,  oh dear god a raptor,  from advancing.              nary a breath left her lungs as she watched with caution,    her legs not              daring to move one direction or another.  ❝ please ❞   a whispered plea              was all she could manage--  as if it would help.

[carrionruler-blog]

Harsh blasts of air purge through flared nostrils, amber irises observant; posture EXUDED of the confidence her size allowed her (&&. she was a queen, unchallenged, umatched.) The small one, quick on her feet, while not a physical threat, bore an agile advantage; though, the exhalted was still licking the wounds dealt to her pride by the white ABOMINATION, her battlescarred hide bearing new future reminders of the fight for supremecy that had nearly cost her her life.

Toe claws retracted from the carcass claimed under her massive foot as crimson stained daggers sheered hunks of flesh from bone, the permeating stench of her kill as intoxicating as the thud of electric pounding through her frame during the heat of the hunt. && the tiny raptor's presence was not lost, a low rumbling chuff emitted in warning, but RESPECT curbed her violent outlash (brittle truce still withstanding.)