#i-dont-bite

[getreadytosmash]

Sharks everywhere!

@i-dont-bite

Leader huffed as he snapped out of his daze, realising that he'd spent an hour designing new thrusters for the jet when he was supposed to be getting ready to meet some guest coming over to meet the team. Why did he have to be there though? He was the ex-villain, it wasn't like he'd offer anything good to say but Hulk thought it was good that he spent time with them, something about "Learning how to connect with others" or some other dumb shit. Huffing again, he got up to put some more casual clothes, a black button up with white sharks and jeans, before starting to head our of his room/ex-cell. The faster he met this person, the faster he could leave.

"Alright, who is this person anyway?" He asked loudly, strolling into the room and not bothering to look up. Hulk frowned at this and gave Hafliði a apologetic look, reaching over to snap his fingers at Leader with a glare. "Short stuff, pay attention. Leader, this is Hafliði. He's here because there's something you both may have in common." He said. Leader glared back at him before taking a look at this...Hafliði....they looked like they had nothing in common. "I'm...not getting it. Is there supposed to be something I'm knowing?" This was getting more and more pointless...

[blue-fluff-elf-blog]

🔫 - Hafi, because angst

The initial impact knocked him down to one knee. Pain didn’t even register at first, only confusion. What just hit him? It felt small, but... powerful.

Then the pain hit, as did the realization. Kurt looked at the blossom of blood blooming on the side of his uniform. Of course, the blue mutant couldn’t realize that his precious internal organs had been saved by the intervention of a rib. All he knew was that he’d been shot. And it hurt.

“Wh... wha...” His head spun as it tried to cope with the sudden drop in blood pressure and he bent over to steady himself with a hand on the ground. His other arm nursed his injured side. He looked up. “Hafliði...?”

[displaced-twins]

"Would you have dinner with me tonight?" ~Hafi

“Dinner?” Sammy repeats before lighting up. “Yes! Oh, burgers and fries? Like the fries that curl? Should I ask sis to come too? Oh, maybe I can get father to cook! I would asks Dad but he set the kitchen on fire last week and father banned him from the kitchen. I can try to cook! But I don’t know how to make the fries curl,” Sammy gushes out, his tail wagging wildly behind him as he says every though that comes to mind.

[lostxaleon]

The new fish at the pub

closed starter for @i-dont-bite There has been a lot of commotion at night at the pub. So much so that the man kept in the back storage room when he is not working has not been able to sleep much. No one noticed though. All that matters is that he does his work when he is suppose to. But even that is changing. It started a few nights ago when he had to move tables away from the one corner of the pub. This resulted in getting his chain caught more often so he had to be even more careful than usual. Then came putting up some sort of walls that were see through. He did the lifting and had to hold them just so or he would get smacked. Last night he had to move quickly back and forth to the new set up and towards the front, carrying buckets of water to dump into the newly created space. He is still tired from all of this. However he was not so tired that he missed tonight's activity. He heard men groaning and hissing as they struggled with something. Xaleon peeks out and sees them with a large bundle. They go straight to the spot filled with the water from the night before and with a sort of chanting, the dumped something into the space. One of the men turn around and spots the pale male."You. Get the mop. Clean the floor. Move it!" the man orders. Xaleon watches him point to the trails of water. He didn't quite understand the words but seeing the water on the floor, he understands what they wanted him to do. So he quickly grabs the stick with the rags tied to the bottom and goes out there to start mopping. After a few minutes the men including his owner go outside. Xaleon looks at the space. Something is inside of it now. But what. He inches his way over it. His tongue clicks nervously as he looks towards the front entrance. Then he goes back to those strange walls. He moves closer and with a shaking hand, he taps on the walls, his large blue eyes wide and waiting for something to happen. 

[soaringskyward]

Loftur

Starter for: @i-dont-bite

Nyph shivered as he trudged up the pathway to the rather warm-looking summer house. His wings were just way too cold to keep flying. And... well, he had a little package to keep warm. Currently, the baby was on his back, wings clamped around him, and a coat on top of that. The baby was warm anough, but Nyph’s toes had long since gone numb, and he still shivered. Every now and then he made the softest of peeps in his sleep, letting Nyph know it was still breathing okay. The grown harpy could feel the chick’s breathing on his back anyway.

Poor little thing has been through a lot, it was no wonder he’d fallen asleep as soon as he was safely tucked under Nyph’s wing. The images of what he’d seen on the mountain flashed through his mind’s eye before he shook his head to clear them. The bruises and scratches reminded him enough of that. And his torn clothes. Overall, he was miserable, but... well, he’d saved the kid. And learned there were other harpies here. Harpies that were... not very happy to see him. It was a roller coaster of emotion, but as he heard another one of those soft peeps, his thoughts were brought back to what on earth he was going to do with this chick.

He reached the doorway, shoulder slumping in relief as he pushed his way inside and was met with warm air. “Hafi?” he called for his boyfriend. Man. How was he going to explain all this? “Hafi, I’m back! I’ve, uh... got a surprise for you.” The coat, soaked with snow, was the first thing to go, discarded on the floor to be dealt with later. This earned a disgruntled squeak from the chick as the movement jostled him out of his sleep, though Nyph could tell he was already trying to resettle himself. 

[getreadytosmash]

Questions for the mun

Questions for the Mun

Copy this and fill in your own answers. Then tag some people to learn more about them.

• Favorite smell: The smell of cooked pastries or fruits.

• First Job: I had to work at my primary school to help with kids, I just ate brownies all week lmao.

• Astrological Sign: Scorpio

• Favorite pizza: Pineapple and pepperoni (I'll fight anyone to hates it)

• Favorite dog: My neighbours dog; Sky the German Shepherd. She's the biggest sweetheart and I practically raised her.

• Favorite foot attire: I've got pusheen slippers with unicorn horns. Either that or my kneecap boots with pink and purple laces.

• Favorite Roller Coaster: The vampire ride at Chessington world of adventures! It's super fun!

• Favorite candy: Love heart candies for sure. Either that or Cadbury chocolate! Particularly easter eggs.

• Favorite ice cream: HAAGEN DAZS BELGIUM CHOCOLATE FOR LIFE BRO.

• Pet peeves: I HATE being called Gabriella/Gabriel and when people interrupt me when I'm speaking. I also hate it when someone tries to make me do their work for them.

• What are you listening to right now: When the going gets tough from Spongebob the musical. Don't judge.

• Color of your vehicle: Haven't got one but the old car is bright red.

• Color of eyes: Blue but they change shade based on how I feel/my health. When I'm bad they go gray but when I'm good they go bright blue. Apparently my eyes are my best quality because of the dark blue rings around them. Odd.

• Favorite Holiday: Easter because I LOVE THE EGGS.

• Night owl or morning person: Since most of my friends are online now, I'm forced to be a night person and up at 3am most nights.

• Fave day of week: Friday. The feeling of knowing you've got the weekend to relax is the best ever.

• Tattoos: None since I can't deal with needles.

• Like to cook: I've got...so many horror stories of cooking...so no.

• Beer or wine or neither: Probably beer? But I'd take a coca cola any day over it.

• Can you drive a manual transmissions: I can't drive whatsoever because of my fears of messing up and killing everyone.

• Favorite color: Orange! Also my favourite fruit!

• Do you like vegetables: I like most of them! But the occasional one I hate.

• Do you wear glasses: Nope, perfect vision baby.

• Favorite season: Winter, at least you can get warm and I adore snow.

Tagged by: @shadow-of-a-hero

Tagging: @awkward-snake-girl and @i-dont-bite

[blue-fluff-elf-blog]

🐬 - for Hafi because twist

It had been several days of swimming around this tank. He couldn’t find a single way out. If he removed the grates, the drainage pipes could fit a fin, at best. The walkways above the water were gated at either ends with codes he didn’t know, so even when he managed to jump up onto them and wriggle his way down, it was pointless. And it scratched his fur and scales. And the fine covering of velvety fur on his scales. The water was too warm. The machines were too loud. The tank was too small. Well, anything was too small when compared to the open ocean. 

He hated this. 

Footsteps.

From where Kurt sat, sulking and feeling sorry for himself on the bottom of the aquarium, he looked up. Someone was on the walkway. But who? Only three people would come to the walkway since Kurt arrived, and that was to toss in some... food. If it could really be called that. 

Curiosity poked it’s way through the daunting fear that had settled on him with the thought that he may be here for a very, very long time. He uncurled and swam somewhat lazily up towards the surface. 

That wasn’t a face he’d seen, yet. It had always been the same three. Though, yesterday, the man with the funny walk hadn’t come. So, who was this new person? 

His head poked out of the water as Kurt watched, curiously. 

“I... don’t think we’ve met?”

[displaced-twins]

“Please, talk to me.” from hafi to samantha

Samantha looks over at her close friend. For the first time she is hesitating on providing information. It is not like she has never provided this information before. She did this once before with her parents. She is not ashamed or disturbed by it. It is information, a collection of facts. The only reason she hesitates is because of her brother. Samuel has emotions tied into these facts and even though she does not understand them herself, she tries to take them into consideration. Samuel also has emotions in connection with the man before him. He is closer to the twins then most that reside here and is even closer to Samuel. Perhaps he should have that information. Despite her brother’s fear that Hafi will do like the rest and express the desire to no longer be affiliated with them. If he is to possibly remain close, he should have all the information concerning those he is spending time with. To know the risks. “Very well. But we need to have this conversation in the absence of others,” she replies, finally giving in.