Someone’s A Big Fan Of Dinosaurs

Imagine the chaos in the morning

Or when Hermione finds them in this state

Hey! I didn’t post anything for so long sorry! Here is Draco, wondering what’s happened and what he did wrong <3

They're like a cheese grater

Also best not to pet sharks without gloves. Their skin can really tear up ours with lots of petting.

yeah, this is what sharkskin looks like under a microscope:

it’s covered with tiny interlocking teeth that form a one-way-only surface! petting a shark the wrong way will literally make you bleed, which is still never a thing you want to do if you are in the water with a shark.

(yes, those are literally teeth-sharks ended up evolving a skin covering completely separate from the scales that bony fish ran with and they did it by mutating the teeth out of their fucking mouths and over their entire surface area)

One piece fic

Chapter One

In the ocean, there is nothing and everything all at once. The place is filled with water, fresh and pure, uncontaminated from all the unhealthy pollution that came from the land and the air. And to the common, everyday stranger, the ocean is a confusing place, because it’s just so volatile. In one moment, there could be multiple schools of fish, each a different colour, a different shape or maybe even the odd jellyfish here and there, and the other, there could be nothing, nothing at all, just like the empty void that rules space as water rules the blue world.

But having lived in this place that seems to change its mind as easily as a teenager’s mood swing, the humanoid inhabitants of the sea has long grown used to the indecision of Mother Nature. In the middle of the ocean, far, far away from land for any interruptions to be a unwary beach-goer or scuba diver, and in between the border of the sunlight zone and the twilight zone, the Strawhats – all minus Robin – had gathered.

They chatted among themselves, making small talk with each other whilst floating around in a loose circle. Nami, known for her iconic orange hair and her undying love for money within the group, made special care to make sure two of their group’s best fighters (when it comes to brute force) are not placed next to each other, or directly opposite each other. Goodness knows how Zoro and Sanji manage to fight a reason – or a non-existent one – to fight each other. They had even fought just because they held eye contact for more than a fleeting second.

“When is Robin coming?” There is a small movement in the mass of water, which causes Nami to bob backwards a little due to being opposite Luffy, the leader in their group. Luffy lets out another whine, and flicks his fiery red-orange tail in impatience. Nami’s tail, smooth, thick and with a healthy sheen, unlike Luffy’s with tears and rips scattered on the thin skin, moves a little to stabilise herself.

A light frown paint across her features and she reprimands her captain – or would he just be a leader, since they’re obviously not pirates – but she knows that Luffy’s lack of patience, like a small kid, is one of his main characteristics. He can’t stray too far away from it, so it’s no surprise for the raven to complain about the waiting.

Some more moments pass in near silence. The bickering between Zoro and Sanji dies down, as does Luffy’s voiced-out complaints. The tight, almost suffocating embrace of tension envelopes the group as they wait for Robin’s arrival. Only Brook manages still calm out of all of them, but then, that’s because he doesn’t have a face.

This is one of the many fics I’ve started. I’m not going to carry on with this one but it feels like a waste to delete it all, so I’m posting it up here. Heh

Midoriya: [Holds up piece of paper] What’s this?

Todoroki: My to-do list.

Midoriya: But it’s just my name written a hundred times.

Todoroki: [looks everywhere but not at Midoriya] [sweats profusely]

I'm gonna use my tumble account as a mental health diary / someplace to write cringe motivational posts for myself bc god knows I need it.

Also if anyone knows me in rl, pls ignore the existence of this account. The cringe aaa I can't handle the cringe

writing isn’t just writing. writing is researching topics for hours because you’re trying to write a character who’s smarter than you. writing is reading books in the genre you write as much as possible. writing is daydreaming of plot lines in your free time so that when you sit down to write you actually know what you want to say. writing is journals of scribbles of ideas you don’t want to forget. writing is deleting scenes that you love but don’t fit the story. writing is so much more than just a word count.

May 26. May 26. May 26. May 26. May 26.

Season 1 Favorite Outfits: Chase / Deacon / ☾ Buddy / Prunella

Toffee Break anyone?