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burnslind66 · 3 months

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best squishmallows Secrets

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#squishmallows #mart #squishy #best #top #new

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frinreallife · 7 years

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Flight Rising’s frog companions and toad companion, on a Fae for the example.

Toad Companion based on the Common Toad, Bufo bufo

Desert Rain Frog Companion based on the Desert Rain Frog, Breviceps macrops

Horned Frog Companion based on the Surinam or Amazon horned frog, Ceratophrys cornuta

Poison Dart Frog Companion based on the Poison Dart Frog, Ranitomeya amazonica

Red-eyed Tree Frog Companion based on the Red Eyed Tree Frog, Agalychnis callidryas

The Marsh Frog Companion was a little tricky, it seems it may be based on two different species.

Marsh Frog, Pelophylax ridibundus

or Leopard Frog, one of 14 species within the true frog genus Lithobates

#FR #flight rising #real life #nature #amphibians #frogs #toad #toad companion #marsh frog companion #poison dart frog companion #red-eyed tree frog companion #desert rain frog companion #horned frog companion #apparel #attire #long post

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indomita-net · 5 years

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It's time for some chat mod companion love! Since Cosiel's Kingsnake already has so many colors it only seemed fair that we add a few more to the others. So today we're adding these new colors, available now in Explore or via a Companion Coat Changer: Opossum - Albino, Melanistic, Golden Potoo - Rufous Poison Dart Frogs - Yellow & Black Variety, Pangan (Koi) Variety Indomita Companions Images by #12 Lithium © OurTinyFamily LLC - Indomita View Lithium's work on DeviantArt https://lithiumjay.deviantart.com/

#indomitasim #indomita #indo #companions #recolors #chatmod #opossum #potoo #poison dart frog

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lionsongfr · 3 years

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All of the beast apparel so far! (I think)

Set 1: Animal Friends: Friend Sugar Glider, Friend Anole, Friend Red Earred Slider, Friend Budgies, Friend Hedgehog, Friend Iguana, Friend Cockatiel, Friend Gecko

Set 2: Scurry: Chinchilla, Nice Mice, Dumbo Rat, Bun-Bun, Ferret Friend, Guinea Pig, Ham-Ham

Set 3: Frog Companions: Marsh Frog Companion, Horned Frog Companion, Desert Rain Frog Companion, Poison Dart Frog Companion, Toad Companion, Red-Eyed Tree Frog Companion

Set 4: Snakes: Red-Tailed Boa, Corn Snake, Rattle Snake, Green Tree Python, Ball Python

Set 5: Dogs: Sussex Spaniel, Beagle, Corgi, Dachshund, French Bulldog, Pomeranian, Yorkshire Terrier

Set 6: Cats: Black Cat, Calico Cat, Mainecoon, Orange tabby, Scottish Fold

Set 7: Birds 1/2: Screaming Tickbird, Paunchy Red Percher, Chattering Parrot

Set 8: Birds 2/2: Yelling Wyrmpeck, Paunchy Green Percher, Talkative Hookbeak

#Flight rising #apparel #mostly because I can't remember all of them

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chaoticevilbean · 3 years

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Voltron Humans Are Weird 1/?

"C'mon Keith! Just follow the instructions! When I say Vol, you say Tron! VOL-"

"Voltron?" Lance facepalmed for what felt like the millionth time, a headache already forming once again. He'd been trying for a week to get his teammate to understand the chant, but he just couldn't get it! It was frustrating beyond belief.

"PALADINS! THE GALRA ARE APPROACHING! TO YOUR LIONS!" Allura's voice rang out from the speakers in the hallways, and both Paladins wasted no time rushing to their hangars. Shiro was already out and racing towards their enemies, and Lance and Keith followed soon after. Hunk was the last one out, once more complaining about the stupid zipline not supporting his weight.

There were three cruisers advancing on the group, and fighter jets rushed towards the humans in droves. The team began blasting immediately, explosions lighting up the nearby space more than the stars and the Castle's light. They fought hard, but it was obvious they couldn't do much individually.

"We need Voltron!" Shiro called out, and the group went into formation. As they did, an idea struck Lance.

"WHAT TEAM?" he screamed as they merged.

"WILDCATS!" four voices screamed back. The Paladins felt the rush of confidence that came from the simple call and response, and it was enough to let them finish off the Galran ships in only a few minutes.

The humans boarded the Castle laughing, meeting in the lounge with grins firmly in place.

"Lance, that was perfect," Hunk told his friend, pulling the other into a side-hug. "I can't believe none of us have done that sooner."

"Well, I thought it was better than the Voltron chant," the Blue Paladin responded, eyeing Keith.

"That one actually makes sense," the boy said defensively, arms crossed.

"That's why I think it's better. The Voltron one makes sense to most of us, this one makes sense to all of us."

"Excuse me," a voice interrupted. The Paladins turned towards Allura, only now noticing she had entered the room. Both her and Coran seemed rather confused. "But, who are the Wildcats? They are a team? Of what?" Pidge smirked at the princess, glasses glinting in the artificial lighting.

"Schools on Earth sometimes have names that they call their students in a general sense, and their sports teams are named after that. There's a school with kids called Wildcats, so their basketball team is called the Wildcats. However, actual wildcats are just what the name says. Cats that are wild, as in known to be vicious and not meant to be around humans much if at all."

"And what are cats?"

"Small feline predators with sharp claws and teeth, impeccable balance, night vision, and a strong hunting instinct. Their tongues have small hooks on them to help rip the meat from their prey's bones, and they can jump really high or far when they pounce. Humans domesticated some, creating smaller variants called housecats. We also took lions and tigers, two incredibly dangerous and very big cats, and bred them together to make an animal that can't even reproduce. Some big cats are kept as pets or in captivity in zoos and stuff, and they could kill us in seconds. But they're fluffy and occasionally very sweet, so we keep attempting to befriend or domesticate them more than we already have."

Allura and Coran were silent. And horrified. Very very very horrified.

"You keep these creatures in your homes?" Allura finally asked, eyes wide and seeming to be unable to comprehend what had been said. To be fair, Pidge had made it sound rather terrifying, or at least caused unease to her fellow humans. Lance was the only one unaffected. He blamed Tumblr.

"Yeah, of course we do," Lance commented, joining the fun. "Same with dogs. Those are canine predators that rely more on strength than agility when hunting. They're used for hunting, pest control, disability management, companionship, and pretty much anything else we could think of. They travel in packs more often than felines, and the wilder canines are wolves and coyotes. Unlike housecats, dogs can get really big. I mean, English Mastiffs are absolutely huge, and that's just one breed. Dogs are more likely to be kept as pets because they're generally considered friendlier, though nowadays it's a 50-50 chance. And that's just dogs and cats that's being counted. If you put in all of the other types of animals, snakes - reptiles that don't have legs and some are venomous, and some just literally squeeze the life out of you - and lizards - basically snakes with legs that don't use constriction but instead sometimes use their tongues or claws and just latch on - and frogs - the poison dart frog is tiny but deadly - and all sorts of birds, from eagles that dive at high speeds and snatch prey off the ground to parrots that can mimic sounds so well people have mistaken them for sirens or babies crying. Humans like taking the animals that could kill us and making them pets so that we can enjoy how cute they look. Or just feel kickbutt when our boa constrictor hisses at bullies but no one can get rid of it because it's a certified service animal."

"Princey was terrifying."

"Hunk, you only thought that because he tried to hug you before I explained that he does things like that."

"HE WAS TRYING TO MURDER ME!"

"HE WAS SAD WHEN YOU STARTED SCREAMING AND HE JUSTED WANTED TO SHOW THAT HE ACCEPTED YOU AS MY FRIEND! HE WAS GIVING YOU HIS BLESSING! HE SULKED FOR THREE DAYS AFTER YOU REJECTED HIM, HUNK! IT WASN'T MURDER!"

"ATTEMPTED MURDER!"

The argument escalated, with questions tossed in by the other humans about why Lance needed a service animal and why a boa constrictor and why Princey and more. Most questions were ignored in favor of the shouting match between the two bros. Shiro put a stop to it when Pidge and Keith looked at him for guidance. After all, the Yellow and Blue Paladins never fought. Ever. And now they were fighting about something obscure and personal.

The Alteans left the moment the teens raised their voices, heading directly for the control room.

"Coran, pull up a new log, and please make sure none of the Paladins can access it. A secure file for just you and I, at least at the moment."

"Of course, princess! And what should I label it?"

"A Guide To Humans." The log was created and pulled up, and both aliens stood at the computer. Together, they inputted their newly learned facts, agreeing that they would never understand their Terran companions, but they may as well try. Especially if they somehow found living with other predators to be normal and beneficial, and yet could make it sound absolutely horrifying.

Humans live with many different predators from their home world that are domesticated for different uses. These uses are listed below as they are discovered. Fauna that are considered 'normal' or 'okay' to be kept within a home, as 'pets', will also be listed and described. Beware, as the human's normalcy for having these creatures may cause their analysis of other 'alien' creatures' danger level to be incorrect or considerably lower than the official assessment.

If in a battle and struggling, verbalizing the question, "What team?" (preferably in a raised and/or enthusiastic voice) will result in any Terrans to respond with the word "wildcats" (at an extremely increased volume) and an aura of confidence within the humans. This most likely can be used every battle with continual effects, and will leave the humans with increased success and higher dopamine levels. It will also unify any Terrans, so there is a possible use in causing multiple groups of the beings to join together, despite any previous disputes or separations.

On all accounts, proceed with caution until new data can be collected to verify the information and theories presented here.

#humans are weird #humans are space orcs #earth is space australia #voltron #vld #voltron humans are weird #oneshots #voltron oneshots #humans are weird oneshots

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lesbian-sunshim · 3 years

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Thought it’d be fun to do a class swap between the PCs and the NPCs - super fun to do as an exercise and now im obsessed with the idea of a role swap AU. breakdown of classes under the cut

this is probably the last pony dnd art i’ll be posting on this account - for anyone interested in following/learning more about this campaign, I’ll be posting more, including character bios and story summaries, on @crewofthegoldrush !

Monty, Battlesmith Artificer is now a Soulknife Rogue / Aubrey, Assassin Rogue is now an Alchemist Artificer, with her unnamed poison dart frog homunculus servant

Tequila, Battle Master Fighter is now a totem of the [Dragon] Barbarian / Grixie, Alchemist Artificer is now a Battle Master Fighter / Brunhilde, a Berserk is now an Artillerist Artificer

Ororo, a Storm Sorcerer is now a Thief Rogue / Demetrius, a Spy rogue a Wild Magic Sorcerer

Wayfinder, Beast Master Ranger is now a War Wizard with familiar, Compass / Angelica, a Mage is now a Beast Master Ranger with companion, Schuyler

Natsuko, a Druid is now a Scout Rogue / Breezy, an Inquisitor Rogue is now a Circle of the Stars Druid

Benjamin, a Cleric is now a Bard of Valor / Capella, a Bard/Warlock is now a Peace Cleric

Delphinium, a Bladesinger is now an Eldritch Knight Fighter / Liseran, a Battle Master Fighter is now a War Wizard

#my little pony #mlp #dnd #d&d #eberron #this is my favorite aubrey i have ever drawn she looks so cute

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calciumcryptid · 3 years

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I keep having a lot of thoughts about my BNHA Galactic AU so here is a random info dump of this AU that's been around my head like a screensaver!

Please note when I say you I mean Midoriya, and everyone in this canon is an adult.

Celestials

Uraraka Ochacco: She is a Celestial that you see talking to a superior officer. They are arguing about Galactic Politics, and she stalks off past you in a huff. Later you find out that her name is Gravity and she is critical of humans wanting to enlist the Celestials help as in her words "They don't even care about their own citizens, why would they give a damn about yours". You learn she was lured into the guard because it helped her out of poverty and promised her fame and glory. After your first storyline on the Celestial planet she joins your crew wanting to escape the red tape in the Celestial Guard. She is a Stellar Celestial, which means she gets her energy from the stars, and her colors are bronze and pink. If you don't lock in a romance her, she later dates Asui & Toga.

Mirio Togata: A Solar Celestial that is excited to see a real human for the first time in his life! When you meet him he is up to be a part of the Zodiacs, an elite group of the Celestial Guard that is basically a propaganda machine trapped by the expectations of the Celestial Guard to be their golden boy. His colors are gold and red.

Aquatic Planet First Storyline:

This is a plotline that you would go to fairly early on in the story. You arrive there to track down the unnamed League, and in order to have your activities remain unchecked you have a meeting with the leader of the planet Captain Selkie.

The meeting goes south with Captain Selkie apologizing profusely for being unable to accommodate for this. The kingdom is unable to spare any resources as they are fighting an underground business. You can offer your help, and if you do he'll deny the help due to the details being classified.

Leaving the meeting room, you are interrupted by First Mate Angler (Sirius) who advises that the Captain might change his time if you can make a good impression on some of his elite crew. She directs you to the hospital where Surgeon Green Dart (Asui) would reside and the officer barracks where Marine Basilisk (Tokage) would reside.

You are free to explore the city at this point, and there is a club that of you go to the very back of there is an octopus looking alien there blocking a door. He won't let you through saying only the owner of the club is allowed to pass.

I don't know what these quests would entail, but you do them in any order but you must complete both to continue the main storyline. Also in both quests you will run across the rumors of a six armed man who does more damage with his fists than with a gun.

Once both are completed, there is a cutscenes where you walk in on Captain Selkie being convinced by Angler, Green Dart, and Bakilisk to let you help them with the illegal underground issue. He relents and tells you about the issues with a smuggling ring that is smuggling in invasive poisons that are a threat to his people. Whole frog people like Green Dart are immune, the rest are falling I'll by the second and he is unsure of the motives of this crime boss.

Green Dart and Bakilisk to join your party instead of your regular two companions! Basilisk is more acrobatic and leans more on a monkish and rogue fighting style. Green Dart fights with gas and poisonous weapons alongside range ones.

You ask around the place to start your investigation and it eventually leads you to the back room from before. To get there you must fight through an onslaught of enemies until you bust through the door. Upon there you see the guard who is usually stationed in front of the door standing there in front of several creates.

Upon the cutscene you learn his name is Kraken (Shouji) and he works for the crime boss you are trying to take down. He says he can't let you, and it goes into a boss battle. Once you reduce his health, he isn't dead yet and you can interrogate him for answers and I'm the end have a choice to let him go or arrest him.

Regardless of your answer, you must rush to the docks where the crime boss is about to leave. It is a timed mission and there is always someone shooting at you yet you can never see any enemies when you look. It is meant to be a distraction to fuck you over and if you run out of time the crime boss has left. If you make it in time you can arrest Orca (Gang Orca) just as Captain Selkie arrives.

Captain Selkie thanks you for your service, Orca and (depending on your choice) Kraken are taken into custody where they'll help create the antidote. Angler helps you continue to track down the League, and Green Dart joins your crew!

Aquatic Planet Other Storylines:

I don't have many ideas for this so far but essentially I was thinking that one would surround the Aquatic Planet's rivalry with an entire land planet that would feature Ojiro, Hound Dog, and more. There it would be revealed that the shots being sent from nowhere were actually from Mercenary Hagakure! Then the third storyline is you get an invitation to Orca and Captain Selkie's wedding which causes the crime family and the crew family to clash.

Durable Skin Planet + Plotline

This also has just a little bit of ideas but the idea is that it is home to a species that has bulletproof skin basically (not actually because game retention and shit) and this has characters like Mina, Tetsutetsu, and Kirishima!

The plotline is scattered but here are little scenes I've put together!

You land on the planet to be greeted by Tetsutetsu who towers over the other guards. You can ask about this and they'll say that he has dragon blood in him. The same is said for Kirishima later on.

The people on this planet really like the term alien taking it as compliment from the humans.

Mina is the queen of this planet! She is a very nice queen but can and will beat your ass as she too has dragon blood and has muscles for days! She is ripped as fuck.

The planet design is a mixture between volcanic and just regular rocks and mountains and stone. I just don't like the cluttered look if volcanic places. :/

Red-Eye Guild

A Mercenary Guild that will be mentioned from time to time! It is run by Aizawa, the famous Red-Eye Assassin that people say can take away your powers.

Other members include Shinsou, Hagakure, Kamakiri, and Kuroiro. They'll pop up in different storylines until a later storyline will follow you trying to take it down once and for all while working alongside Tokoyami.

#bnha galactic au

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marlynnofmany · 3 years

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Accidentally Human, Chapter 12

Remember this thread, about medusas as a species? I figured out which version fits best in this world! I’ve been waiting to share it.

First chapter Previous chapter Next chapter The latest chapter is already up on Patreon!

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Chapter 12 1610 words

Windmane had never seen so much as a tailtip of a medusa, and she very much wanted to keep it that way. From what little she knew, they could usually be trusted not to murder anyone who offended them — usually! — but that was a lot to risk. They could kill with a look and a thought. The magic that turned their victims into stone was irreversible.

Windmane turned to Razorscale, the unofficial alpha of the group. She hoped that he would either say that they should leave, or that he had a some magical charm to keep them safe.

He said neither. The dragon was inspecting the moonlit beach in silence, looking at the the chunks of statues that Windmane was just now seeing. She wondered if his temporarily-human eyes were any better than hers.

“These are likely fake,” he said. “Meant to scare people off.”

“What if they’re not?” Windmane demanded, floating higher on the pixie dust.

“Stay close.” Razorscale muttered something to his young apprentice, then glided toward the forest. Silver obligingly took the lead.

Beak and Twig followed the two dragons, leaving Windmane alongside Stomp. Windmane cast an adrenaline-spiked glance at the minotaur, who looked just as wide-eyed as she felt.

Stomp silently held out a hand. Windmane took it.

Herd solidarity.

Together they drifted after the others, all of them gliding silently on pixie dust with varying levels of fear. Windmane knew Razorscale had been worried. He hadn’t hidden it quickly enough.

Anything that worried a dragon, even one so inconvenienced as this, was something that worried a centaur severely.

Windmane held Stomp’s hand tightly, eyes darting everywhere, and took deliberately deep breaths as the treeline approached. It was extremely dark between the trees.

It was also, Windmane was startled to discover, hot.

“I know,” Razorscale whispered at the chorus of surprised noises. “Hush. We’re inside the area of a spell. I thought it did something else, but … Hush.”

Windmane’s hand was already sweaty in Stomp’s. That alone wouldn’t have been reason to drop it, but the spaces between the trees were narrow. The centaur exchanged looks with the minotaur, then separated into single file.

Windmane went first, just so she didn’t have to be last. She silently apologized for putting Stomp at the back of the herd. She said nothing out loud.

Progress through the unexpectedly tropical forest was slow. Windmane didn’t object to the caution, but the suspense was agonizing. She realized at one point that there were no sounds of nighttime creatures — no birds or frogs or whatever else usually lived in this kind of terrain. Just breeze shifting the leaves, and the occasional noise she or her companions made. It was beyond eerie.

In the faint moonlight that filtered between the trees, Windmane watched the ground for more remains. That white sand was everywhere. At first it looked like the broken sculptures were only on the beach — a distraction, like Razorscale had said — but no, there was a bird. Mostly intact, its wings folded, laying on the ground where it had fallen from a branch at the moment it turned to stone.

Windmane shuddered and fought the urge to run.

Then came the tree heavy with fruit, a type Windmane was unfamiliar with. She smelled it before she saw it: a thick scent of fruit both ripe and rotting. When it finally came into view, Windmane stared at the dozens of fruits scattered around its base. Some had been eaten down to cores, then cast aside. Most hadn’t been touched. Fuzzy mold was rampant on the fruit along the ground.

Is this poisonous too? Windmane wondered, keeping a careful distance. Then she realized, No, there are just no scavengers alive to clean it up. That bird probably wanted some.

Ahead of her, Silver paused to pick something up and show it to Razorscale. The two said nothing. When Silver set it down to move on, Windmane floated over to have a look.

She expected remains, or a weapon. She didn’t expect art. Carved out of wood, sanded smooth but not varnished, it appeared to be a stylized figure of a medusa. Standard two-arm body, snake tail, many snakelets instead of hair. It was simplistic but lovely.

Why is this here? Windmane stared as Stomp moved forward to join her. Are those toothmarks??

With thoughts of breaking the silence to ask the dragons what they thought it meant, Windmane floated around the tree in pursuit. Razorscale was worming his way through a dense bush. Windmane didn’t catch him in time to ask, and had to follow. She kept the figure clenched in one fist. The rustle of leaves was far too loud. Something would hear.

On the other side of the bush, Windmane suddenly had new questions.

Bright moonlight shone down on a clearing full of nameless shapes — her first assumption was large statues that had once been flesh, but they were more amorphous than that. It was only when she saw the slide that it all clicked into place.

This was a playground. A playground with, she saw now, snake motifs carved into everything. Windmane spun to face the dragons, overshooting with the pixie dust and spending a panicked moment trying to orient herself while the rest of the group gathered in the clearing.

“What’s all this?” Beak whispered.

“Aggravating,” Razorscale snapped. Windmane settled to find the dragon visibly angry. He worked his fingers like they were still tipped with claws, ready to rend someone specific. “We are all in an immense, infuriating amount of danger.”

“What?” Windmane squeaked.

The dragon spoke in a hiss. “This island is a gorgon hatchery. I cannot believe those wizards had the audacity to build a safehouse under this.”

Twig floated over the slide. “Why is that so dangerous? Babies aren’t scary. I guess the adults are overprotective…”

“No, it’s the babies,” Razorscale interrupted. “They kill anything they see that isn’t their own species. They haven’t learned not to yet.”

“Oh,” Twig said. He drifted back from the slide. “Oh.”

Windmane again thought of all the white sand, this time imagining the number of generations that had passed while it built up. An untold number of animals and people rendered to dust.

She was shaking. It made her fly crooked. She realized she was still holding the wooden carving … which now appeared to be a teething toy. She dropped it and scrubbed her hands on her clothes.

Beak pointed back toward the beach. “Should we leave before they find us? Come back with some kind of protection?”

Razorscale shook his head. “No time. If we don’t find the wizards before they leave, we may never get them all in once place again. We’re lucky; the young gorgons should be asleep. We’ll just have to be stealthy. Speaking of which—” He turned to Silver. “I’m using one of the last invisibility charges. I’ll be watching you. If you sense anything, point it out to me and I’ll scout it. If they can’t see me, or hear any footsteps, I should be safe.”

Windmane whimpered. “Should be?”

He gave her a withering look. “It’s the best option we have. Now everyone be silent. Follow Silver toward the strongest source of magic.”

With a flare of blue lines, he winked from sight.

The small silver dragon pointed toward the exit from the clearing. Not waiting for confirmation, Silver undulated through the air, wings folded tight. They had clearly gotten the hang of the pixie dust.

Windmane wasn’t nearly as graceful as she exited the clearing, but at least she didn’t knock anyone into a bush. The constant fear-shivers didn’t help.

In as much silence as they could manage, the group glided down a well-trodden forest path, not touching a thing. Windmane didn’t like the idea of using actual paths, since that raised their odds of meeting someone, but it also lowered their chances of making noise. And theoretically the one dragon’s keen senses would spot any dangers, which the other would assess. Theoretically.

Windmane didn’t much care for “theoretically” right now.

But Silver did hear something — or see, or smell, Windmane couldn’t tell — and when that lithe silver form reared to backpedal, the rest of the group instantly shot back the way they had come. Silver hid behind a tree and pointed. Then they all waited for someone invisible and silent to tell them it was safe.

Windmane was huddled behind a different tree with Stomp when she heard the faintest of whispers. Her racing heart clenched in terror before she realized Silver was whispering back. Razorscale had done his scouting. She caught what sounded like “sleeping outside” and “go around.”

Silver swam back down the pathway in the opposite direction, waving the others along. A safer direction. Right.

The path did curve around the area that they were avoiding, and the trees above let in enough light to see well. Windmane’s heart rate showed signs of slowing just a hair.

Then they reached the crossroads, and something shrieked.

Windmane spun, trying to figure out which direction was safe to run. She saw them then: two small forms with wings — medusas didn’t fly; what was this?

Gargoyles, she realized. He said “gorgon hatchery.” These are gorgons too. They can’t do the stone magic?

But they could scream loud enough to rouse whoever had been sleeping outside. Children’s voices, then female, then male. Thunderous crashing through bushes.

Then Windmane was fleeing in terror, and knew nothing other than the speed and panic and trees flashing by. Cold air. Sand underneath. Water.

Speed. Panic. Run.

Run until limbs or lungs fail, whichever comes first.

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The next chapter is here, and the latest is up on Patreon. It’ll be the pixie’s turn to react to alllll this.

#Accidentally Human #my writing #writeblr #amwriting fantasy #centaurs #pixie dust #annnnnnd #medusas #medusa #as a species #gorgons #gargoyles #worldbuilding

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jae-daddy · 4 years

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magic (2)

draco malfoy fanfic

one / three / four / five / six

pairing: draco x reader genre: shifting realities, romance, clownshit plot: you were shifting realities for the lols but end up trapped in harry potter world with draco malfoy as your companion a/n: say it with me kids, it issss what it issss <3 hope y’all enjoy it not edited

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You slowly opened your eyes and took in the darkness. You smiled as you remembered the dream you just had. You had actually ended up in Harry Potter world and met Draco Malfoy. It had felt real, but it was all a dream.

You sighed as you sat up and closed your eyes, soaking in the darkness around you.

“Good, finally you’re awake.” You shot up straight as you turned to your frantic eyes towards the boy who reminded you of winter. “Your snoring was rather annoying. One more minute and I was about to turn you into a frog.”

“It’s real,” you breathed as you slightly slumped in the bed. You looked around you in confusion and then at the black covers over your body. You were sure you had fallen asleep on the armchair, but you were in bed now. “Oh my god, I’m sorry, did I sleepwalk into the bed?”

You didn’t realise you were that exhausted from shifting. But you also didn’t know what to expect when you were shifting realities, and you still didn’t know what to expect. You didn’t know when you would be able to go back home, or what will happen to you while you remained here.

“It was unpleasant,” Malfoy just shrugged his shoulders, as he took a bite into a green apple. You smiled at that and bit your lip. He snorted as he quizically held out the apple to you, “Do you want one, muggle?”

“No,” you smiled back, making him frown. But before he could say anything else, your tummy grumbled with hunger, making your cheeks flush. You softly said, letting your hair fall around you, “I’m not hungry.”

“I think your tummy was loud enough for the entire of Wiltshire to hear,” he chuckled at you, your cheeks burning brighter. “And the way you’re looking at my precious apple, makes me feel unsettled.”

You rolled your eyes as you crossed your arms and gave him a blank stare.

“I wasn’t eyeing your apple, Draco,” you huffed, before shaking your head. “You don’t know how many girls would have died seeing you bite into an apple.”

Draco laughed at that, as he took another bite, this time holding your eyes. You didn’t look away from the challenge and tried to hide the way your body was reacting. The butterflies fluttered wildly in your stomach, going crazy as you looked into his icy grey eyes.

“Is this the tiktok nonsense you mentioned yesterday?” He asked, looking smug as if he saw through your act.

“Yeah, it is,” you whispered.

“So, what it is?”

“It’s videos made by people, and others can see them and enjoy it,” you were being careful. “A little community is formed when a lot of people hold a similar interest, and that becomes a ‘side’ of tiktok.”

“And there is a side, dedicated to me?” He smirked before taking another bite.

You quirked an eyebrow, and he smiled, “you mentioned it yesterday.”

“You caught that?”

He rolled his eyes, and you sighed before nodding.

“And how did you muggles get these materials of me to make these videos that you seem to enjoy a lot.”

“I don't enjoy them,” Your cheeks were on fire once again, as you felt an urge to defend yourself. But you were lying you had enjoyed it, a lot, and that’s why you had tried this stupid shifting in the first place.

Draco tsked, as he got up and moved closer to you.

“Don’t avoid my questions, muggle,” he asked, his voice cynical. “How did you get materials of me?”

You couldn’t say he was a fictional character. You were sure there was a rule that prevented you from saying that the fictional characters weren't real. That they were nothing more than words in a book, or characters played by actors. It would make them spin out of control, go mental. You couldn’t tell him the truth.

At least not entirely.

“I am from the future,” you answered.

It was stupid. You regretted the words as soon as they left your lips.

Stupid. Absolutely stupid.

“Really?” Draco narrowed his eyes at you.

You nodded your head quickly, but you were sure your eyes were wide with panic.

“I am certain I can’t really talk about it properly because you know,” your eyes darted around the room. The morning light illuminating the dark wood through the open curtains at the opposite end of the room, “I might say something and unleash chaos.”

Draco moved away in deep thought, his tongue tracing the side of his lips, and it took everything in you from squealing.

“But we know about you, and you are very... loved.” His icy eyes skipped over to you before he rose an eyebrow, before snickering darkly.

“I am loved by muggles?” He snorted, not believing you. “You say they love me, but you were certain I was going to kill you when you showed up here.”

You opened your mouth to say something but failed to find the words. You didn’t know how to explain your fear, how disoriented you were. How you ended up in the Malfoy mansion not sure what time it was, not sure if Voldemort had made this into his headquarters and was slithering around somewhere downstairs.

“Forget it,” he sneered as he turned away from you and began towards the door.

Before you could stop him; he was out. You slumped into your seat as you bought the sheets up to your chest.

And then a minute later, breakfast appeared on the table in front of the fireplace and armchairs.

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“Finally,” you cried as he came into the room.

He looked at you with wide eyes, checking behind him before quickly closing the door.

“Are you deranged?” Draco spat as he stared at you furiously. “Don’t ever do that again. Stay hidden in the closet until you’re sure I am alone.”

Your tummy flipped as you curled your toes. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, pulling a Debby Ryan. “You’re worried about me?”

Draco scoffed, before locking his door with a flick of his wand, and walked towards you. He settled onto the armchair in front of you, keeping his eyes steady on you.

“You can take a picture,” you spoke with a smirk. “It lasts longer.”

“Spunky, are we muggle?” Draco replied, a fire in his eyes that made you smile harder, before chuckling.

“I’m sorry, that’s the best I can do,” you shook your head before giving him a ridiculed look. “Can you believe that I’m a Slytherin?”

He snorted before freezing.

“Wait, but you’re a muggle?” He blinked confused. "How can you be sorted?"

“Yeah, well, we have this website where you fill in a quiz, and it tells you what house you are in,” you shrugged as you took a grape from the table loaded with snacks thanks to the gracious Draco Malfoy. “My wand is applewood with a unicorn hair core, 14 inch-ish.”

Draco watched your hands as you showed the uncertainty, and then at your face as if you had an extra head.

You ignored him and continued, “You have a unicorn hair core too, right?”

He just stared at you, the fireplace casting beautiful shadows on his face.

“It means you are good,” you spoke softly. “You’re not bad Draco, when there is a choice you do choose good if you can.”

Draco scoffed at that before closing his eyes and leaned back, his face facing the ceiling.

“For example,” you continued, swallowing nervously, “you could’ve outed me to your father, but you didn’t.”

Draco opened his eyes and stared at you. His eyes were blazing as he locked his jaw.

“You’re not bad,” you breathed, holding his eyes. “You’re not evil.”

Draco rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he snorted in disbelief. He leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, and his eyes so cold it froze you in your seat.

“The only reason I hid you was because you could prove to be useful,” he spoke, his voice low and void of any emotion. “You entered inside Malfoy mansion, so riddled with wards, that even attempting is enough to paralyse the best wizard. But there you were unharmed, very alive, and a muggle too?”

He laughed to himself, and you stared at him as your eyes burned.

“Don’t try to romanticise this, muggle,” he whispered, his voice dripping with venom cutting your skin. “Don’t mistake my actions as kindness to you. I am not good. I am not nice. I am not your saviour. I am nothing but your captor, muggle.”

You tore your eyes away from his blazing ones and stared at the fire instead. Even the flames crackling, as it ate away the wood, seemed calmer compared to the fire in Draco’s icy eyes.

“Now be useful,” he said, his voice smug with victory, “and say something beneficial to me.”

You dug your nails into your palm, trying to contain the poison boiling in your veins. You wanted to hurt him. You didn’t want to have this victory.

You lifted your gaze and met his, as a vicious smile grew on your lips.

Maybe you were Slytherin after all.

“War is coming, Malfoy,” you spoke, your voice barely above a whisper. He watched you, his eyes taking in your lips as every word left you. He drank it in, his face paling as the words left you. “And you’re at the brunt of it all.”

Draco Malfoy studied you waiting for you to laugh, waiting for you to tell him it was a joke. But when you remained quiet, you saw something in him crack.

Had he suspected this?

He opened his mouth to say something, but a voice interrupted him. He looked behind him, replying he’ll be there in a minute.

You got up, as he turned towards you, you closed yourself in the closet.

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You welcome the hot water falling over you, relaxing the tight muscles on your shoulders. The Malfoys sure did have amazing water pressure, and the whole bathroom smelled like Draco.

It was almost as if every product in the bathroom was made from a scent specifically made for him.

As you opened your eyes and reached for the shampoo, you found another set of products placed next to them that wasn't there a moment before. Just like the brush in the morning, a new set of showering products had appeared just for you.

You pumped out the shampoo and messaged it into your hair. You smiled at the scent of light flowers and thanked the lords it did not smell like strawberry or some fruit because your headache would’ve killed you.

You came out to find a fluffy dark green towel laid out for you. You wiped yourself before wrapping it around you and reaching for your clothes.

You grimaced at the thought of wearing those same dirty clothes after feeling so fresh and clean. But to your surprise the clothes were missing, you froze before checking the floor, under the sink, but it was gone; it was missing.

You checked the bathroom for another pair to magically appear like the products but nothing.

You wrapped the towel around you before peeking out into the room. The bed and the armchair facing the bathroom were unoccupied. You took a deep breath and walked out gripping the towel around your body.

“Putting a show for me?” A voice snickered making you whip around. You turned to a smirking Draco who sat on the other armchair, taking in your body before clicking his tongue in distaste. “Sorry but muggles do not engage me.”

“Your magic took my clothes away,” you rolled your eyes before glaring at him, annoyed.

Draco laughed at you.

“Trust me, I would use my magic to avoid seeing you like this,” he apologised mockingly. “The manor has magic of its own, it goes to the house-elves.”

“Dobby?” You exclaimed, making him frown in an almost sad way.

“He’s free now,” he said, his voice seldom but a small smile on his lips. Before he focused at you, and then clipped, “are you going to stand like that the whole night?”

“If you didn’t realise Draco, I don’t have any clothes.”

“Just find something from my closet.”

You walked over and were once again overwhelmed by how big and luxurious the walk-in closet was. It all looked expensive and you hesitated to reach for anything. You spotted a basket at the bottom in the corner of the closet and pulled out a sweater and sweatpants.

You walked out dressed and frowned.

Draco noticed and sighed, mockingly, “What’s wrong, princess?”

You frowned deeper before sinking into the seat in front of him.

“Can’t you magic some clothes for me?”

Draco rolled his eyes and looked away from you.

“Hey! Don’t ignore me!”

“My clothes fit you just fine,” he muttered, not removing his attention from the book in his hands.

“Draco, I need other clothes than a sweatshirt and pants,” you growled at him, but he still didn’t look at you.

“I didn’t realise you had a vacation planned out,” he snickered, his eyes moving along the page.

“Draco, I need undergarments,” you spoke your cheeks flaming.

Draco didn’t look up, but he wasn’t reading anymore. His eyes remained at the same spot for a long moment, before he cleared his throat.

“Fine.” Was all he said before he began reading again. His eyes moved slowly as if trying to concentrate. You watched his blonde hair shine orange in the shadows of the fireplace.

“Thank you,” you replied. You awkwardly sat there for a minute, feeling bored instantly. “So, what are you reading?”

“Are you blind as well as stupid, muggle?” He lifted up the book and held it out to you. You squinted trying to read, before frowning.

“I can’t read,” you sighed.

“You’re illiterate as well as muggle?” He jeered, his eyes on you expectantly.

“No, I wear glasses,” you explained, annoyed. “I wasn’t wearing them when I shifted because they were reading glasses, and I was like sleeping, you know? And I only brought with me what I had on me.”

“You are blind.” Not a question. “I can fix that.”

“Draco, I think-”

He got up and moved towards his bed, opening the drawer of the side table. He pulled a vial and then handed it to you.

“What is this?” You studied the bottle sceptically, you stared at Draco with distrust.

“It’s a potion for weak eyes,” he answered, tired, before mumbling. “I take it too.”

You looked at the clear liquid, tossing it in your hands for a minute. You began opening the lid and focused on Draco, “If I die from drinking this, I am haunting you.”

Draco watched as you put the bottle to your lips and drank the contents.

“As if you are haunting me enough,” he snorted, focusing on his book.

You closed your eyes, waiting for the burn or the feeling of magic to make you glow, but nothing happened. You opened your eyes, your brows furrowed as you looked around.

You peeked at Draco, and then examined the book in his hand.

“Conscious and Projection,” you read. “What class?”

“General knowledge.”

“Boring.”

Draco glared at you.

#Draco Malfoy #draco #draco x y/n #Draco x apple #Harry Potter #it issss what it isss #quite a long one #malfoy #Draco fanfic #shifting realities #jaedaddy #hope yall enjoy #<333 #not edited

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floorferblr · 3 years

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So i love making ocs, and i love the pokemon world, and recently, @prof-peach has been supercharging both those interest with her amazing content and openness to ocs. So here’s my first attempt: Ms. Manchineel

ROLE: Manchineel is a poison type specialist with a masters in toxicology, who studies different types of natural toxins and the ways they effect Pokémon and people. She uses her knowledge to study possible cures, antidotes and treatments, as well as simply for the sake of knowing more about how these substances come into play in the wild and domestic lives of Pokémon. I have no idea whether prof peach and prof grey have use for a toxicologist, but i imagine that if she worked on the island she’d do so mostly in a lab. She could probably also be seen collecting samples in the greenhouse or in the forest. On rare occasions, she probably responds to poison related incidents, as she has first aid knowledge and knows well how to identify the symptoms of different toxins.

BACKROUND: Manchineel is in her late 40s, and lived most of her life in Unova. She’s also an ex-con, who spent upwards of 20 years in prison, on charges of battery-assault with a deadly weapon. (i have two possible stories for exactly what happened, but basically she beat someone with wrench a after witnessing them commit Pokémon abuse.) This happened in her very early twenties, before she could finish her doctorate. Now she’s out, and looking to either get employed or get into a doctorate program, both of which she’s finding very difficult. before her arrest, she was known for being hot-headed, but a passionate student who loved working with plants and Pokémon and excelled in her field. She had been working as an intern at a clinic lab when the incident happened. Personality/description: Manchineel is generally laid back woman with an even temperament. She can be a bit sardonic, and has a dry sense of humor. She can be kind of awkward with people she doesn’t know, being polite but curt and generally seeming like she’s trying to cut the interaction short. Otherwise, she’s agreeable, somewhat teasing, and receptive. She especially loves having conversations with people about their interests or experiences, and is always down to hear an expert ramble about their field. Oh, and she *will* make up random ridiculous stories about prison when asked about it, and will not confirm or deny whether they are true. Pokemon:

These are her personal mons, registered to her team. Most of them help her around the lab and keep her company when she goes out for field work. While she no doubt works with a lot of poison types in the lab and around the island, these are the ones who are with her permanently. Darts: darts is a lax toxicroak variant that's a little more based on poison dart frogs. She’s one of Manchineel’s strongest Pokémon, and can often be seen lounging around the lab. She does in fact like dartboards, and uses them both to practice her own attacks and just throwing regular darts. She’s not very aggressive, and gets along with most Pokémon, though she can be somewhat smug. Chico: Chico is an impish salandit variant that has some more iguana like characteristics. He is always around Manchineel, either at her feet or draped over her shoulders. Often times he will whine and make grabby hands when he wants to be let up. He also licks peoples ankles in order to freak them out, and occasionally knocks things over. he likes to play, steals things and hide them, and eat. However, when it is lab time, and Manchineel needs his help, he suddenly turns on serious mode, and becomes much more well behaved. S.V.: S.V. is an old audiono that Manchineel got through an inmate-pokemon program. From then on, S.V. became one of her closest companions, and pretty much her therapy Pokémon. When Manchineel got out, S.V. insisted on coming with her, and now she looks after Mani, her team and the lab. Apricot: apricot is a sweet little paras, who’s kept around because of the usefulness of their aromatherapy. He helps lots in the lab, and in the gardens, enjoying the act of tending to and defending little plants. He also hangs around S.V., often seen scuttling beside her.

Petalo: Petalo is a lileep and a fairly new addition to Manchineel’s team. She’s almost entirely a lab mon that spends her time either in a tank or rooted in a wide dish of moist rocks by the door. Manchineel often takes samples of Petalo’s acid.

Manchineel loves her pokemon and loves working with them, even when they’re being somewhat of a nuisance. She keeps their pokeballs on her, just incase, but most of the time their out and about. One thing she usually makes time to do is dinner, where her team piles onto counters and chairs while she makes food for them and herself. It’s something she started after noticing that they all seemed to like to watch her cook.

All in all, Manchineel would be very happy on the island, and very, very grateful to those who accepted her in and let her stay. She’d try her best to be as helpful and diligent as possible, while hiding exactly how anxious she is to make a good impression.

#hi here she is i thought too much about her and i love her #i have not given her a first name. somehow #but her last name comes from the manchineel tree which is native to south america #and its famous for this super poisonous crap apple fruit #anyway here's a very old woman trying to get her life together #i don't actually know if she'd be allowed to stay and work on the island but this is written as if she was #anyway prof-peach makes amazing content and i love the world she's set up #Id like to think eventually manchineel and preach would be friends #even if Manchineel was terrified of making a bad impression at first #it would probably take her a little while to relax #pokemon #dotaku island #pokemon oc #my art #oh also she's hispanic i dont know if that was obvious #prof-peach

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primrose-fr · 4 years

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Wildlife of the Scarred Wastes

Hey I put together a list of all wildlife found in Plague, for writing purposes. Because it's pretty unique from the rest of Sornieth. Thus can be a bit difficult to write for. It's also interesting to note that most of the creatures can be found in other locations too, I picture the varieties found in plague to be more...plague-y. I hope this is at least a good jumping off point for you writers/worldbuilders!

Includes little personal notes here and there about possible uses, ecology and real-life equivalents, and interesting notes from the items bio too.

Everything under the cut. Long post ahead

Meat:

Panther Anole (Small, fool hardy, easy prey for hatchlings) Plague Bat (Bat that carries plagues?? Probably a small snack for adults and a meal for hatchlings) Satin Mouse (Magically charged mice, might have been introduced from Arcane) Java Sparrow (Small songbird, Nutritious) Shrew (Small and mole like, cannot be tamed) Marsh Rabbit (Oily water repellent fur, probably like a softer beaver pelt. Decent meal. Probably farmed for fur) Dappled Clucker (Chickens whose females brutally fight over males. Probably farmed for meat) Steppes Box Turtle (known for it's shell pattern) Musk Scrapper (Like a brown skunk, stinks but apparently the meat is incredible.) Flecked Bushrunner (Type of quail. males race each other to impress females. Proabably a common type of wild game) Wood Duck (Probably a common type of wild game) Silver-Laced Rooster (There was a play about a rooster trying to woo a dragon. Ended poorly.) Arroyo Toad (Most dragons are immune to it's toxin but Mirrors are allergic to it.) Plantain Poacher (Type of squirrel monkey. Common pest that raids produce stores.) Bush Rat Wallaby (Probably a decent sized meal) False Podid (Decent meal, cousin to common podid, tastes best when roasted in the shell) White-Eared Hummingbird Coral Snake (VENOMOUS. Rear-fanged. But edible to dragons if eaten carefully. Snakes store their venom in the head area. Body meat is generally fine.) White Squirrel (Cannot jump, probably easy prey. Most likely is native to Ice) Tokay Gecko (DEADLY. Covered in a potent poison from head to toe. (Note: real tokay geckos are not poisonous, just massive bitey assholes)) Bleeding Heart Crow (Only Males have the "Bleeding Heart" coloration) Ferret (a treat for most dragons, might also be kept as pets and for hunting small game) Sugarglider (Common pest in sugarmelon crops. might also be kept as pets.) Bar-Headed Goose (Might be farmed for meat/feathers) Hellbender (Massive salamander (one of the largest species on earth!)) Emerald Striker (VENOMOUS. Emeralds contain the toxin) Silver Raccoon (Known to steal and hoard silver.) Green Iguana (apparently very friendly and probably common pets (Important Note: Real green iguanas are NOT friendly and want nothing more than to whip you to shreds. Make terrible pets!)) Bog Canary (Song is apparently horrible, but plumage is pretty, might be kept as pets (Note: the art depicts a budgerigar not a canary)) Golden Reefprince (Regal and golden, best served to someone you're trying to impress. Probably farmed and marketed in the same vein as Valentine Roses) Black Swan (Probably farmed for Meat/Feathers) Green-throated Skink (More confident then it's cousin, probably more common to see skittering around in daylight) Dustrat (Seen as vermin, a sign to clean your lair) Banded Dart Frog (POISONOUS. However NOT deadly. Instead it's hallucinagenic. Probably farmed as an legal and/or illegal narcotic. Probably a big market for them.) Collared Lemming (Probably has a local superstition about it staring into your soul and knowing all your secrets) Webwing Alpha ( might be farmed for meat or plumage. Or kept as familiars) Yellow-Throated Sparrowmouse (kept as Familiars. Plumage might be used in crafts) Basilisk (Direct eye contact can turn dragons to stone. Probably Hunted as Big/trophy game. Also Kept as familiars) Clown Charger (Skin is poisonous. Might be hunted as Trophy Game but not eaten. Also Kept as familiars) Parasitic Fungus (Has mind controlling fungus, however fungus rarely takes. Also Kept as familiars) Fungalhoof Qiriq (Leaves a trail of fungus where ever it goes, easy to track dangerous to hunt. Might be hunted as big/Trophy game or as possible rites of passage . Also Kept as familiars) Roving Lionsnake (Large dangerous ambush predators that stalk long grasses. Might be hunter for trophy game or possible rights of passage. Also kept as familiars) Murkbottom Gull (Common seabirds, most likely a common sight at waterways. Also kept as familiars) Giant White Toridae (Large! Has Myths and urban legends surrounding it. Probably hunted as Trophy game or even rites of passage. Also Kept as familiars.) Ultramel Amphithere (Amphithere displaying the "Ultramel" color morph. Probably popular pets. Also kept as familiars) Auburn Woolly Walrus (Hostile due to chronic pain. Probably Farmed for meat and fur while also being hunted as big/trophy game. Also kept as familiars.) Hooded Dodo (Completely blind despite three sets of eyes. Probably farmed for meat and feather. Also kept as familiars) Infestation Hound (Wild ones are ambush predators, baiting and eating scavengers. Probably Domesticated by plague clans and bred then raised as hunting partners and companions. Kept as familiars) Heartred Croaker (Meat is uniquely brown and green in coloration. Kept as familiars) Mossy Cerdae (Healing magic-less Unicorns. Population is rising exponentially. Probably hunted for meat/fur/horns. Kept as familiars) Hippojay (Might be farmed for meat or hunted as big/trophy game. Or kept as familiars) Bluetail Skira (Blue algea clings to their tail fur causing the blue coloration. Might be farmed for meat or hunted like big game. Or kept as familiars) Paddyfowl (Common predator to smaller amphibians, might be farmed for meat or plumage. Or kept as familiars) Moordwelling Trunker (Displays are a lot like jousting. Probably farmed for meat. Or kept as familiars) Glowing Pocket Mouse ( A light snack. Or kept as familiars) Grey River Flight ( Probably farmed for meat and water resistant hide. Or kept as familiars) Brown River Flight ( Probably farmed for meat and water resistant hide. Or kept as familiars) Bearded Pupowl (Actually a vertebrate! Amphibian and probably distantly related to salamanders. Kept as familiars)

Aquatic Life:

Crawdads Wetland Vampire (Leech) Glass Minnows (maybe kept in dragon aquaria?) Mussels Clown Shrimp Warmouth (A mid sized bass/perch-like fish, probably decent eating) Wave Skippers (Flying fish?) Sea Hare (Sea slugs) Sunset Sea Dragon Dumpling Squid (bio implies they’re eaten and dipped in sauce.) True Rainbow Trout Green Corydoras Catfish (tiny bottom dwelling catfish, maybe kept in dragon aquaria?) Golden Cushionfish (Pufferfish) Seabed Pincher (Hermit crab) Blackwater Jester (Appears to be a cardinal fish of some sort) SeaHeart (Some kinda urchin) Aether Hermit Black Maiden (type of Black Guppy, possibly poisonous? maybe kept in dragon aquaria?) Ruby Tetras (possibly a red version of the blackskirt tetra, maybe kept in dragon aquaria?) Blue Ring Octopus (DEADLY. Venom can straight up kill smaller dragons. Considered an accomplishment to catch and eat properly. Probably equivalent to Fugu.) Striped biter (Similar to a cat shark in appearance. Apparently very common.) Devilsnap (Apparently an oyster that bites back) Blue Dragon Seaslug Cobra Snakehead (mid-sized carnivorous fish) Nebula Floaters (Jellyfish of some sort, very sweet may cause tooth decay) Pond Slip (Come from dirty water, VERY important to clean) Cinnamon Loach (Popular gift among the seafood eating dragons, may also be kept in dragon aquaria?) Deviant Darter (Covered in pustules, looks plague-y) Giant Isopod Billy Bass (Breaks into song when taken out of the water, mid-sized fish probably decent eating) Discus (Popular, beautiful, and challenging to care for in irl aquaria. Possibly kept as decorative fish for the upper class in dragon aquaria) Four-Eyed Butterflyfish Pincushion Urchin Gaseous Megashrimp (Big, kept as familiars. this is speculation but depending on the size it may also be used as a seafood alternative to whole roasts like pig) Skittering Megashrimp (See above) Longjaw Lurefish (Based on the jawfish, probably much bigger. preys on birds) Glow Star (glowing starfish. Glow fades when it leaves the water. Might make good underwater decoration) Wave Sweeper (Patrols shallow waterway. Probably hunted for meat or ignored, Kept as familiars) Plantation Pincher (Considered a rampant pest on farmland.)

Insect Life:

Fungus Cutter (Large fungivore ants) Glade Swarmer (Builds large hives and defend it fiercely, disturbing it will end in either a feast or a healers visit) Crop Cutter (Pests that can devour entire fields. Plant eater hate them while others feast on them.) Maggot (common on the many festering corpses of the scarred wastes) Harlequin Ladybug (perform intricate aerial acrobatics, can be challenging for hatchlings to catch) Salt-Marsh Mosquito (Carry many diseases, numbers swell in summer) Tachinid Fly (Their carapace can be ground into tincture and tonics with restorative capabilities. Valuable. Probably farmed for medicinal purposes) Redwing Hopper (Spend most of their time gliding. low-flying dragons end up with face fulls of them.) Greenworm (Blends in well and challenging to find) Land Snail Rainbow Grasshopper (Taste terrible. seems to be a common prank to tell younger dragons that they taste like rainbows.) Tinder Bug (Tastes good if properly cooked, also effective tinder) Earwig Craftsman Brightback (Crafts intricate nests around spherical fruit, to which the fruit inside is eaten leaving behind the dried structure.) Redknee Tarantula Dusty Cicada (Collecting their shells and placing them in unexpected places around your den is considered a fun pastime) Millipede Wasteland Pauper (In an event known as the Blue Harvest vast numbers of this butterfly go migrating.) Stinglash (DEADLY. Aposematic. Skull pattern on it's head is a threat display. When stinger is removed however it's considered a delicacy) Shale Skitter (Pillbug relative. Completely flatten themselves when threatened) Parasitic Grub Red and Black Froghopper Fever Fly (Ingesting this fly is fine. being bitten by this fly leads to fevers and muscle spasms (dancing!)) Two-Tone June Beetle (Best served lightly toasted) Blackshield Cockroach (Fae use rocks to crack it's shell for eating.) Yellow Jumper (Deadly? Very tasty apparently) False Veneer Moth (Pattern on it's wings shines to distract predators) Yellowtail Caterpillar (Commonly eaten in piles with pepper sauce, cucumber, rice, and wrapped in seaweed) Orchid Beetle (Native to the Starwood Strand. gets its coloration from the plants it eats) Water Bug Catocala Moth (Cryptic patterning on wings) Giant Prickly Stick Insect (Has a hard time find mates due to effective camouflage) Autumn Pennant (Dragonfly. Scarce, only appears towards the end of autumn) Sugarbee (Feeds on sugarcane. Popular as sweet treats. might be treated like candy to insectivores) Firefly (Probably native to Fire. Has a crisp, crunchy texture with an extremely spicy flavor.) Dead Leaf Mantis (Feeds entirely on brain matter. (braaains)) Hydra Scorpion (It's said that cutting off it's tail grows two more in it's place. Probably large and treated like big/trophy game. Kept as familiars) Triple-Sight Firebug (Dragons closely bonded to this bug can use it's sight for short periods of time. Possibly used for rough reconnaissance. Kept as familiars) Tufted Leaf Beetle (Pests. A swarm of these beetles can devour a field overnight. Kept as familiars.) Tender Larail (Consumes all parts of a plant except seeds, which it carefully buries. Might be a Keystone species. Kept as familiars.) Spoiling Scorpio (Probably large and treated like big/trophy game. Kept as familiars)

Plant Life:

Highland Dryleaf (Hardy. Tastes awful. Plentiful) Marsh Choker (Named for it's choking pollen. probably grows in wetland areas.) Desert Scrub (Plentiful. Tastes like dirt) Diseased Fungus (Has a following that believe it tastes zestier than normal fungus. Probably cultivated or foraged for.) Carnaval Tulip (Pretty, often in bouquets. considered by plant eaters to be "edible arrangements" Probably cultivated for food and appearance) Crisp-leaf Amaranth (Seeds are edible and commonly eaten, while the leaves are eaten less commonly.) Wild Catsup (grows along cliff-sides in thin patches with bright red flowers. might also go well with wild mustard greens) Always-Autumn (Thistle. Blooms year-round with sun-dappled colors.) Canyon Ruffage (Staple for herbivorous animals and dragons alike, common in dry areas) Blood Acorn (Filled with nutrient rich nectar) Cinnamon (Probably cultivated for exportation in the spice trade) Chickweed (Used in herbal remedies to sooth itchy scales. Probably cultivated for medicinal purposes) Herbal Plantain (Leaves of this plant can be used as an effective anti-toxin. Probably cultivated for medicinal purposes) Peace Lily (Pretty and edible, it's petals are a favorite snack of peace doves. Probably cultivate for decoration and consumption.) Gryphon's Blood Sempervivum (Appears to be a type of succulent that grows in sandy red (clay rich?) earth near gryphon territory. does not actually use blood in cultivation.) Treasure Plant (Considered to bring good luck if kept in the lair. Possibly cultivated for decoration or as gifts.) Boxwood (Has a subtle flavor?) Winter's Delight (Sweet red berries that taste the best at the coldest point in winter, Most likely native to Ice) Bonebark Mold (Plentiful. grows on dead trees.) Ashfall Prickler (Nectar on the inside has a spicy flavor that oddly goes well with anything.) Honeycrisp Apple (Probably cultivated for food. Most likely food source to Craftsman Brightbacks) Turnip (Does not keep long and must be eaten immediately. Probably cultivated for food.) Wasteland Pear (Common. but finding an edible one is not.) Cindermint (crunchy texture with a fiery kick. Often dried and crumbled up to help accent desserts or teas. Probably cultivated for this reason.) Butcher's Fig (Fruit has a crimson coloration, juice stains the mouth for days.) Leechroot Mushroom (Parasitic fungus native to the Scarred Wastes. Pests. Targets healthy plants.) Green Plantain (Has a tart flavor and can be stored in cool places for long periods of time. Probably cultivated and exported to other flights.) Daffodil (Can be boiled, mashed, and used in stews. Blooms are also pretty. Probably cultivated for these reasons.) Grassland Grain (Easy to spot and filling meals. Great for foraging on the road.) Water Lilies Crimson Jadevine (Extremely rare. ground up to make war-paint. Might be cultivated for this purpose and might also be treated as sacred.) Sour Strawberry (It's a strawberry, but sour) Wilting Rose (Its a rose, but wilting) Pompom Mums (Vibrant, cheerful petals. Very attention getting to pollinators. might be used to attract pollinators to fields. Also useful for decorative purposes) Sand Creeper (Type of ivy that spreads prolifically over sand. Might be a good crop for those in barren wastelands.) All Seeing Shroom (Disgusting looking, covered in veins and tumors. Unknown if edible but can be traded as currency in select venues.) Ancient Mushroom (Rumored to aid with a dragons growth) Over-ripe Cherries (Cherries that ripen then go bad at a break-neck pace. Probably not cultivated.) Melon Marzal (Behaves like a normal plant until it matures in which it will become more animalistic. Weird. Kept as familiars)

???:

River Muck (Goopy. probably common in or near waterways. Probably a pest/hazard) Poultrygeist (Ghost?? Probably some kind of urban legend. Kept as familiars) Undying Featherback (Undead and requires magic to kill permanently. Probably a serious threat to plague clans. Can be kept as familiar) White Rot Deer (An older wood ear deer, not hunted nor eaten. Cultivated by dryads for protection. Also Kept as familiars) Sanguine Multimist (Sentient mist?? Probably has urban legends surrounding it. Kept as familiars.) Creeping Tendril (Animal like?? Shy, only moves when no one is looking. Kept as Familiars) Blue Vein Pansy (??? Uproots and moves itself to more optimal locations when required.) Ancient Fungus (Has a cracked, stone hard outer shell. Kept as familiars)

#my writing #reference #resource #flight rising #flight rising lore #fr #plague flight #fr plague #fr lore #long post #might not do ones for other flights unless I get like a specific request #if I missed any let me know!#Ecology of Sornieth

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Whumptober Day 22 - Do These Tacos Taste Funny To You? - Poisoned/Drugged

Fandom: Original

Characters: Dune the scorpion (OC), Bristle the tarantula (OC), Droplet the frog (OC)

Content Warnings: Venom, paralysis, lady whump (though not of a human woman), bugs, spiders

Word Count: 1,342

“I’m not going to miss this place.”

Dune felt herself crack a smile at Bristle’s comment. “You know, the desert really isn’t so bad once you get used to it.” She called back to him.

He scoffed. “You only say that because you were born here! I’m from the rainforest! I need moisture in the air, for Arachne’s sake!”

“Ugh, remind me not to visit once we find you a new home.” Dune teased. “All that mist sounds unbearable.”

“Oh, but you must visit!” Bristle replied. “Droplet would miss you...and well, I wouldn’t be too happy in your absence, either.”

“I’m not going to travel all the way to the rainforest for your pet frog, Bristle.”

“Why not? I’d do anything for her, and she’d do anything for me. Right, cutie?”

Dune rolled her eyes as she picked up on the sounds of Bristle affectionately doting upon his little frog companion from behind her. She found the concept of keeping an animal for reasons other than getting food or a service from it to be rather pointless. She knew that long ago, the ancestors of rainforest-dwelling tarantulas had kept frogs in their burrows as a form of pest control, to protect their eggs from ant raiders. But selective breeding had seen those frogs reduced to a quarter of their former size in order to serve as companions for tarantulas without eggs to protect, and now they weren’t much help at all. Really, what was the point? To keep from getting lonely? Loneliness was something meant for displaced eusocialites...not for loner folk like scorpions or spiders.

Her thoughts were broken by the piercing cries of Bristle’s frog. “Will you shut that---” As Dune turned to face him, however, she was met not with the sight of Bristle trying to soothe his nervous pet, but rather, with the sight of something large and black lurking in the shadows just behind him. When she caught the flash of an orange wing, she knew with a dreadful certainty just what it was. “BEHIND YOU!”

The words had barely left her when the stalking creature moved with terrifying speed and latched onto her companion. She saw the silhouette of a massive, needle-like stinger poised underneath him for only a fraction of a second...and then, it was plunged into his flesh.

Bristle gasped in a mixture of surprise and pain. Then, his face began to contort into all manner of agonized expressions as the creature’s venom entered his blood. His final expression was a pleading gaze fixed on Dune...and all in the span of mere seconds, before Dune even had time to react, he was suddenly screaming so fiercely that she could see his fangs in their entirety.

The creature that had stung him soon withdrew its stinger with great force, and stepping away from its victim, the creature stood upright in the manner of Insectfolk -- two legs, four arms. It was pitch black in color, yet some small patches of its body shone a vibrant blue in the last remaining glimmers of sunlight.

By Selket... Dune, in fact, knew of this creature. It was the bane of desert-dwelling Arachne-Kin---the Tarantula Hawk. A sub-species of wasp, they were very particular about their breeding habits, and over thousands of years had not strayed from the instinct to paralyze large folk---usually tarantulas---so that their young might feast on their still-living bodies when they hatch. It was a gruesome habit, and Dune had seen the aftermath of such a method before during her travels in the desert, the lifeless husks of tarantulas much like Bristle, bearing a single entrance and exit wound where the young of the Tarantula Hawk had feasted upon their innards, and then left after having their fill.

Her mind flooded with the sounds of Bristle’s agonized wails and the thought of him as just another hollowed-out corpse in the sand...and it motivated her to do something rather foolish.

Dune raced towards the Hawk with a cry of rage, her own stinger poised to strike and fill the parasite with deadly venom. As she struck, however, the Hawk leapt to the side, sparing her body, but catching her wing upon Dune’s stinger, which promptly tore quite thoroughly.

The Hawk glanced at her torn wing in surprise, and then turned to Dune in fury. “You should have stayed out of this, scorpion.” She hissed. “Before you interfered, I was only going to take him.”

“I won’t let my friend be subjected to such a gruesome fate.” Dune snapped back. “He’s a good tarantula. He doesn’t deserve--”

The Hawk laughed at her. “Of course he doesn’t! No one deserves it! This is instinct, scorpion, nothing more. We can’t change our nature any more than you can stop your tail from brewing toxins!”

“I’m still not letting you take him. If you want this tarantula, you’ll have to kill me!” Dune stepped in front of Bristle’s still-screaming body, shielding him with her body. A single glance back at him would tell her that the paralytic component in the Hawk’s venom was already taking hold of him. His limbs were stiffening up, curling towards his body as though he were in the final throes of death. There was no time now to comfort him. The venom wouldn’t kill him, at least. It wasn’t meant to do that.

“...Your dedication to your friend is admirable.” The Hawk mused. Dune thought she detected a hint of sorrow to her voice. “...But I’m afraid I still need him. I’m sorry it had to come to this.”

In the next instant, the Hawk darted towards her, stinger poised to sink into her abdomen. But Dune was ready. She swung at the Hawk with one solid claw, knocking her to the ground. She didn’t wait for the Hawk to get up, before turning back to Bristle and attempting to drag him away.

“Easy, easy.” She spoke gently to him, trying to ease his terror. “You’ll live. The pain won’t last for much longer, and I’ll find someone to help you.”

As she spoke to him, though, she saw his eyes focus on something directly behind her. Dune felt the Hawk’s spiked limbs seize her from behind and yank her away from Bristle. She thrashed and thrust wildly with her stinger, desperate to break free. At last, she slammed her head into something beneath her---the Hawk’s head. Reflexively, she released Dune, who scrambled away to recover, before tackling the Hawk.

The pair rolled down the side of a dune, locked together in combat. They landed with Dune pinning the Hawk to the ground, her stinger poised to execute the meddling wasp. “Now you will know why they call my people Deathstalker.” Dune, enraged, plunged her stinger into the Hawk’s thorax. The Hawk cried out---and plunged her own stinger into the underside of Dune’s abdomen. Dune echoed her cry.

For a moment, the pair of combatants remained still, each pumping their own mixture of venom into the other. The Hawk could not say another word to her enemy before Dune’s venom sent her into a fit of violent convulsions. Meanwhile, Dune wrenched her stinger from the Hawk’s body, and staggered a short distance away, before the rapidly spreading pain of the Hawk’s sting made her collapse.

Dune convulsed as the Hawk’s venom coursed through her veins. In an instant, she was consumed by the sensation of being struck by lightning---over, and over, and over again. She felt as though her body had been lit ablaze from the inside. Though she feared attracting other opportunistic hunters to her location, Dune could not resist the urge to scream. And scream she did, sinking her claws into the sand and letting out a desperate wail that echoed across the barren desert. In her last remaining moments of lucidity, she screamed the name of Bristle’s pet.

“Droplet! If you can understand me at all, PLEASE find someone who can help us!”

Atop the dune, perched by her master’s side, was the faithful little frog called Droplet...quivering with terror from head to toe.

#whumptober2020 #no.22 #do these tacos taste funny to you?#poisoned #drugged #original universe #envenomated #paralysis #lady whump #nonhuman whump #bugs #spiders #poor lil droplet's gotta be frog lassie now :(

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