#Dendroaspis polylepis

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(Dendroaspis polylepis) black mamba

#Dendroaspis polylepis #black mamba #snake #elapid #venomous

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Black Mamba [Dendroaspis Polylepis]

#black mamba #snake #dendroaspis polylepis

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En Ölümcül 10 Yılan Türü

En Ölümcül 10 Yılan Türü

En Ölümcül 10 Yılan Türü Bu sürüngenlerden biriyle karşılaşmanız hayatınıza mal olabilir. Tıslıyorlar, sürünüyorlar ve ne yazık ki şüphelenmedikleri avları ve insanları ısırıyorlar. Dünya Sağlık Örgütü’ne göre, yılanlar her yıl yaklaşık 5,4 milyon insanı ısırarak 81.000 ila 138.000 arasında ölüme neden oluyor. Zehirli yılanlar, kurbanlarını, dişlerini kullanarak avına enjekte ettiği değiştirilmiş…

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#Bantlı Krait #Bothrops asper #Bungarus fasciatus #Daboia russelii #Dendroaspis polylepis #Dispholidus typus #Echis carinatus #En Ölümcül 10 Yılan #En Ölümcül 10 Yılan Türü #Fer-de-lance #Güney Afrika Yeşil Ağaç Yılanı #İnland Taypan #kara mamba #Kıyı Taypanı #Kral Kobra #Ophiophagus hannah #Oxyranus scutellatus #Oxyuranus microlepidotus #Russel Engerek #Testere Pullu Engerek #tür #yılan #zehir

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21. CAT - Vivid Shadows 2023

“That’s what you defaults never seem to understand. Once you get a taste of real you, it’s all over. There’s no going back.”

This is part of Vivid Shadows 2023, our art book inspired by transformation, mythology, and general monsterfuckery. We worked really hard on this, and your support means the world. Consider picking up the PDF here!

Full background text for those who are curious:

Name: Senait “KASKARA” Zain

Charges: DESERTION, THEFT OF UNSP GENOME EDITING TECHNOLOGY, BREACH OF INFORMATIONAL SECURITY, MURDER IN THE SECOND DEGREE, ASSAULT WITH A DEADLY WEAPON, PUBLIC INDECENCY

WARNING: Subject is extremely dangerous and trained in advanced UNSP-proprietary close quarters combat techniques. She has gene splices that augment her reflexes and strength far beyond the capabilities of an unmodified human. Engaging with surprise and numbers is highly advised.

SPLICES INCLUDE:

Acinonyx jubatus

Archilochus colubris

Dendroaspis polylepis

Felis catus

Hypsibius dujardini

Lynx pardinus

Mustela putorius

Panthera onca

Panthera tigris

Thylacinus cynocephalus

Xenopsylla cheopis

DOB: 1/21/2025

POB: Asmara, Eritrea

SEX: F*

HGT: 232cm

HAIR: BLK

WGT: 105kg

EYES: GOLD

The United Nations Emergency World Government is offering a reward of up to U24,000 for information leading to the arrest and/or conviction of Senait “Kaskara” Zain.

An extended U2.4M reward is offered to anyone who captures or kills the subject and brings their remains to any UNSP outpost for genetic verification.

Collateral damage inflicted in pursuit of the fugitive is acceptable. Up to U1M of damages will be expensed by the UNSP, after which the remaining damages will be deducted from the bounty.

KNOWN AUGMENTATIONS:

-UNSP Genetic enhancement package [details confidential]

-Metatungston Carbide Claws and Teeth

-Zaibatsu Cardiovascular Engine HRM4290

-Tarkus Subdermal Nanomesh 550V

-Alacrity Sensory Enhancement Suite 7

-Grasshopper Mobility Plus Muscle fiber Sheathing v6360

-Symtek Nightline Ocular Feedback Drivers

- Immunovox Regua internal Nanoswarm IS2230

The full extent of the modifications the subject has made to their body is unknown, and as such this list should be assumed to be incomplete. Information regarding additional genetic and cybernetic modifications will be rewarded at a lesser percentage of the full reward.

#art #monstergirl #vivid shadows #scifiart #worldbuilding #cyberpunk

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Dendroaspis Polylepis

Tom Riddle x Reader

For mature audiences only

This is my first time writing smut in any form, sorry if it's corny or confusing LOL

I tried to make this one longer than the last, I hope you enjoy (but i barely proofread it)

Read the first part here

Content: non-con (sort of), general smut, fem-bodied reader, questionable power dynamics, inappropriate use of parseltongue, snake-related innuendos, manipulation, slight dumbification, orgasm denial, overall dark themes - READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Word Count: 5.3k+

Summary: A certain cloaked mamba you know proves to be dangerous when provoked.

Notes (Please read or confusion will follow) - This fanfiction is an AU where Parseltongue has the capabilities of mind-control, similar to Legilimency. The mechanics of this ability will be further elaborated upon in the story. Tom also has his own bedroom since he's the head boy.

Special thanks to everyone who interacted with my last post, you're all so sweet! <33

Taglist: @eyukkie, @ravenclawh0re18, @catherine1x I tried to get a little creative for this one, hopefully it's not too disappointing ( ´ ▽ ` )

The dendroaspis polylepis, most monotonously known as the black mamba, is often associated with danger, fear, and mortality. Its reputation as a deadly predator has contributed to its formidable image, and it is widely regarded as a symbol of danger and intimidation due to its highly venomous bite. 

Its notoriety is defined by its speed, dexterity, and stealth, capable of striking without the slightest warning. The black mamba is considered highly aggressive and will attack others if threatened or cornered.

 The black mamba's appearance is characterized by its sleek scales and dark coloration, ranging from grey, olive, brown, and of course, black. In addition, it has a distinctive sarcophagus-shaped head and a long, thin tongue, which it uses to assess its surroundings and locate prey. 

Its streamlined and elegant form is beautiful and intimidating, eliciting both admiration and fear in those who encounter it. 

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More than a week has passed since the Slytherin head boy confronted you.

No matter where you went, a pair of ashen-colored eyes followed. But it wasn’t like before, when it was simply a gaze that held a distant vigil over you. 

Instead, it had taken on a new form—an ominous sort of fervor that seemed to burn within its depths. It was cruel in nature, with a vehemence that appeared to be begging for bloodshed with every glance.

However, you didn’t regret your actions in undermining Tom Riddle, even though it was a risky move. In fact, you enjoyed the slight rush it gave you when you left him as good as speechless under the stars that night.

You sat at your dorm desk, leafing through the last of the week’s homework, relieved to know you would be heading to Hogsmeade for the weekend the next day.

Professor Beery had planned a trip for your herbology class to take a look at some of the rare plants the locals had shipped in, and he figured it would do you and your classmates some good to study their behaviors and practical applications.

Finally, you’ll be free from the prying eyes of You-Know-Who, at least for a couple of days. 

The following morning, you made your way to your friends’ dormitory to leave your pet snake with them since you couldn’t take her along.

You found her egg four years ago, nestled alone in an abandoned den, fighting off a few predators to protect the fragile shell. Ever since she hatched in your bedroom back at your parents’ place, the two of you have been practically inseparable.

After you knocked on the door, it creaked open to reveal your friend Maselle.

“Hey,” you said with a smile, “I just wanted to drop off my snake with you for the weekend.” “Can you look after her while I’m away?” 

“Of course,” she replied, taking the snake’s small enclosure from your hands. “We’ll have a great time, won’t we?” She looked at the snake, who flicked her tongue out in response.

“Thank you so much,” you said, expressing your gratitude. “She’s pretty low maintenance, just make sure she has enough water and keep an eye on her. She likes to explore.” Maselle chuckled, “No problem. Safe travels!”

You waved goodbye and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast, solace building in your chest for the trip ahead. You met up with the rest of your classmates, who were eagerly discussing the plants they hoped to encounter during the excursion.

As you ate, you sensed a glaring presence upon you and instantly knew where it was coming from. You understood it was in your best interest to dismiss it, but the force of it was strong enough to make you reluctantly turn your head and look towards the Slytherin table.

Riddle sat there in his usual pompous posture, surrounded by his cronies. His stony eyes were locked onto yours, but it was nothing you weren’t used to at this point.

You finished your meal and joined your classmates as you all made your way to the Hogwarts Express.

The train ride was filled with laughter and excitement, and you couldn’t help but feel lighter, knowing that you’d be away from Riddle and his aggravating presence for a while. 

Once you arrived in Hogsmeade, your group went to the townlet greenhouse, where the rare plants were being kept. Professor Beery led the way, excitedly explaining the origins and properties of each plant as you and your classmates took notes and asked questions.

The day went by in a blur of fascinating facts and hands-on learning. Nevertheless, it was a welcome respite from the tense atmosphere at Hogwarts, and you wished that you could stay in Hogsmeade just a little longer. 

But eventually, the weekend came to an end, and you and the rest of the class boarded the train to return to the castle.

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Once you got back, things were... off.

For the past three weeks, you felt a persistent pounding within your head that would come and go with no particular pattern. And as a result, you felt light-headed on an almost daily basis and often struggled to find any appetite for food.

Even your emotional state was as unpredictable as the weather, constantly shifting and changing. Or, there would be times when you would be in the middle of a conversation or doing a task, and your train of thought would suddenly vanish into thin air.

By Merlin, were you getting sick?

Surely it’s nothing to worry about. You must have caught a bug being around all those plants.

But that wasn’t the only odd thing. Tom was no longer watching you.

In fact, it seemed he paid no mind to you at all. He would only glance your way when he could sense your eyes on him. 

It’s not that you minded. You just weren’t expecting his behavior to take such a 180-degree turn.

Good. 

He should leave you alone, and you should be able to go about your day without feeling under close scrutiny every time he enters the same room as you.

You dismissed the idle thoughts, and the specter of upcoming OWLS and assignments loomed over you, forcing you to focus on your studies first and foremost. 

But, due to your declining health, you had trouble sleeping a lot of nights. And the lack of rest took a toll on you, making it difficult to concentrate in your classes.

Unfortunately, potions, a class that happened to be scheduled as the last one of most days of the week, was particularly arduous to sit through as it became commonplace for you to drift off during lectures.

Professor Slughorn, your potions teacher, noticed your situation and, being the kind-hearted man that he was, offered you a few after-school lessons to help you catch up with your work. Grateful for his concern, you accepted his offer without hesitation.

After a successful lesson, you packed up your belongings, feeling more confident about your understanding of potion-making.

As you were about to leave, Professor Slughorn called out to you. “Ah, before you go,” he said, holding up a textbook, “Tom left this behind. Could you please return it to him?” 

You hesitated, not wanting to be bothered with Tom, especially at this hour. “But Professor, it’s already pretty late. It’s likely that he’s already asleep.” Professor Slughorn chuckled. “I’m sure he won’t mind, and to sweeten the deal, I’ll reward your house with 15 points if you do this small favor for me.” 

You realized you couldn’t debate against him for much longer, and the thought of earning points for your house made you reconsider, so you reluctantly agreed. “Alright, I’ll do it.” 

“Thank you, my dear,” he said warmly, handing you the textbook.

Besides, it can’t be that bad anyway. 

Tom’s the kind of man who never deviates from his bedtime routine, retiring at nine o’clock on the dot, so you’d probably be able to pass the textbook to one of his fangirls the next day, who are always eager to do him a favor.

You took the book and set off for Tom’s chambers, praying fervently that your errand would be a nonexistent or at least quick one.

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As you approached the threshold of his bedroom, your steps echoed off the walls, bouncing back at you with an eerie silence. 

You steeled your nerves, inhaling deeply before lightly rapping your knuckles against the door. You knocked as gently as possible, not wanting to risk waking him if he really was asleep. And quite frankly, you didn’t want to deal with whatever lay behind the room before you.

“Enter,” called a baritone voice from the other side.

Your stomach sank—just your damn luck.

You cautiously opened the door to find him standing by a small kitchenette set up in the corner of the room.

Taking a glance around the surrounding area, you notice it’s much larger than you expected. 

Very organized. Very Tom.

Antique yew furniture, hardwood floors, a few paintings of influential (and particularly dark) witches and wizards like Salazar Slytherin, and a large circular Persian rug in the epicenter of the room. 

You notice a warm glow from a masonry fireplace covered with intricately painted tiles against one wall and towering bookcases filled to the brim with novels in languages you couldn’t decipher, accompanied by assorted trinkets spread along another.

The gentle light from a few sparsely placed lamps illuminated only parts of the room here and there, leaving much of it cloaked in mystery.

But your attention is quickly pulled back to Tom, who greets you with a tilt of his head and a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Come in.” His firm tone makes his words sound more like a command than an invitation.

You hesitate before taking a few more steps into the room, but before you know it, you find yourself standing in the center.

“I wasn’t expecting a visitor so late tonight,” he says, a hint of false curiosity in his voice.

“Look, Tom, I’m just here to-,” he cuts you off. 

“Oh, I know what you’re here for. But, unfortunately, I couldn’t retrieve it myself as I was busy with other matters. Care for some tea? I hear it’s good for restless nights like these,” he said, gesturing towards the ornate pot beside him.

“No thanks,” you immediately decline. “Gosh, Y/N. You don’t need to be so suspicious of me all the time,” he softly chuckles.

You can’t help but roll your eyes - after all, this is a man who’s been stalking you for the better part of a year.

An unnerving stillness fills the room as he turns up the heat on the stovetop. He turns around to look at you, his back leaning casually against the counter.

“You know, I really missed you while you were gone,” he trails off and looks away for a moment before finally meeting your gaze again. “How was your trip?”

Letting out an impatient sigh, you feel your feet shift on the ground beneath you, and you begin to tap your foot in irritation, not wanting to stay any longer than necessary. “Is there a point to this conversation, Tom? I need to get back,” you asserted. 

Tom smiles and nods before slowly turning around to finish boiling the water. He grabs a tea bag of what looks to be chamomile and carefully lowers it into the pot.

As you wait for the seconds to tick by, he fills up an awaiting mug with the steaming liquid, taking a leisurely sip before setting it down and turning towards you to speak again.

“I wanted to apologize for the other night,” he begins. “What I said and the way I acted may have been a little bit out of line, and I dread that I’ve given you a bad impression of me. Still, I hope you can understand that I was just trying to do my job as a student. You never know what intentions some people might have, especially within the walls of a school like Hogwarts.”

You felt frustration overtake you as you acknowledged that your attempt to keep the interaction short quickly became an impossibility. “I wasn’t bothered by it,” you respond. “You can consider yourself redeemed if you just take back your textbook-” He interrupts you again. “Let me make it up to you, Y/N.”

He begins to walk towards you, sending a knot of trepidation through your stomach.

“Tom, seriously. I really don’t mind,” you protest. His domineering aura seems to swell with each step he takes, and you become acutely aware of how much bigger he is than you. And it’s not that you’re particularly short by any means; it’s just that he’s freakishly tall.

Time seemed to stand still as you parted your lips again to make your words more transparent, determined to finally leave.

“Did you hear me, Tom? I said I-” Two large hands abruptly snaked around your waist with a tight and unforgiving grip, startling you and snipping off any chance of finishing your sentence. Your heart races as fear and confusion erupt over you at the unexpected intrusion.

He’s definitely crossed the line now.

Your instinctive reaction forces your muscles to tense as a surge of indignation permeates your being. How dare he lay his hands on you like this? You attempt to raise your hands, ready to shove him back, but... that’s strange.

Why can’t you move?

You look up at him with wide eyes, only to see cold and unkind ones staring back down at you. Fear as hot as molten lava pumps swiftly through your body as his disfavored presence engulfs every corner of the room. He towers above you, a daunting force that cannot be ignored.

“What’s the matter?” He asks, his tone dripping with condescension. “You look like you saw a ghost.”

Tom reached into the depths of his robes and pulled out his wand, a thin shaft of aged wood. Then, with a fluid swish, the room went dark, with the only lingering light coming from a handful of candles scattered throughout.

As he focuses his attention back on you, he takes note of the puzzled expression on your face and takes it upon himself to explain what’s happening, “graciously” filling in the missing pieces for you.

He utters a word as ancient as time, a single string of syllables resonating with power and strength. “Parseltongue...” he trails off. He whispers into your ear, and for a second, you could swear you were hearing not just with your ears but also with your mind--as if he were speaking directly to it. His words curled around your head, internally and externally, sending shivers down your spine.

He pulls you closer to him and strokes the curve of your cheekbone with his finger. His breath is warm on your skin, and his voice is low, giving off an intimate whisper that fills you with forbidden vitality.

“And you’re right, Y/N,” he says softly, his pillowy lips barely brushing against your ear. “How could I have been so careless? Letting just anyone see me speak such a socially inappropriate language”, his finger still trailing feathery lines on your pretty face. His lips are so very close. Your heart begins to pound in your chest as the anticipation becomes almost too much for you to bear.

You struggle and write, desperately attempting to break free from his iron grasp, but to no avail. With a quiet hiss, his lips parted to reveal a mamba-like tongue. It curled between your own, completely enveloping you in a rough, disordered kiss.

His tongue is warm and languid, moving languorously around your mouth as if it has all the time in the world. The moment's intensity advances as he wraps you up in darkness, forming an impenetrable prison of human contact.

His soft moans swarm your ears before he finally pulls away from you, leaving a thin, glistening strand of saliva linking your parted mouths - evidence of the lewd kiss that had just taken place. His eyes scan your stupefied face with satisfaction, pleased at his ability to put you in such a state.

“Most people know Parseltongue gives someone the ability to speak to snakes, but very few know about the other power it holds.” 

As he speaks, you feel a chill run down your spine, sensing that there’s more to the story. And you’re right.

“I spend a lot of time in the restricted section of the library,” he says, steering you backward by your hips.

 “Searching for any book that could grant me more power than I already possess, and I happened to stumble upon something interesting about a year ago. Something that very few ever find out about.” His voice descended into reverential silence, as if he were weighing up the situation and deciding how much to reveal.

“The use of Parseltongue on a non-Parseltongue speaker can have manipulating effects only under very specific circumstances.” You feel your ass bump against his desk, and seconds later, he lifts you up, placing you on its hard surface.

“Proficiency and fluency in Parseltongue are paramount for anyone wishing to manipulate another person with their words,” he purred, his voice as smooth as silk. His tongue trailed a languid path along your jawline, leaving you weak at the knees.

“And the non-Parseltongue speaker must have or be in a state of vulnerability that the speaker can exploit.” His words seemed to contain a hidden power, like each syllable would take on a life of its own.

“This could manifest in many different ways -- from being under the influence of a strong potion or spell to enduring a great deal of emotional turmoil.” He waves his hand over your chest, and without even touching you, his intonations seem to make the buttons on your shirt undo themselves as if of their own volition. 

“Perhaps they have endured past trauma, harbored unfulfilled desires, or been crippled by overwhelming fears.” He redoubles his effort as he traces intricate designs over your neck and collarbone, artfully balancing pain and pleasure within you.

“If the speaker is able to tap into the listener’s vulnerabilities and use Parseltongue to amplify those feelings or emotions, well, the listener can be controlled at the deepest levels to do just about anything.” You feel his warm hands slide up your smooth thigh and past your flimsy skirt. “Down to their very thoughts, emotions, as well as…physical being.” 

Calloused fingertips began gliding over the thin fabric covering your clit. Every pass of them sent tingles of pleasure to the sensitive region between your thighs, earning a few yelps out of you--sounds that only spurred the growing hardness in his pants.

“In the most extreme circumstances, with those bold enough to practice dark magic, it can even induce a trance-like or petrifying state of mind where the listener is devoid of all sense of time and space, leaving them totally in submission to the speaker’s demands.” 

Almost like the one you’re in.

His hands squeeze your upper thighs, pushing up your skirt ever so slightly. “Parseltongue works in unique ways, though, and it’s only effective when the target is not in a position to resist.” 

“Unfortunately, however, you didn’t seem to have any of those vulnerabilities. And believe me, I asked around. Your friends, professors - it seemed like no one really knew anything about you.” You felt a pang of disappointment as his body withdrew from yours, and you involuntarily bit your lip at the thought of his touch.

“How could I possibly get to you, I wondered?” 

“So I started by retracing my steps.” He began to disrobe, letting his heavy cloak slide gracefully off his shoulders and discarding it onto a hanger beside the door.

“I looked over the book again to see if there was anything useful to me, and as fate would have it, I overlooked a page. There was one last way to control someone with Parseltongue. A strong connection, a mental link... specifically through snakes.” He carefully pressed the fabric down, ensuring it was hung up neatly and securely, before turning back around.

“I was honestly surprised, wondering what I had done to be so fortunate.” He let out a low chuckle, and the true implications of his words began to dawn on you. Every beat of your heart was like an overturned stone as you realized what he was implying.

Tom’s voice was low and menacing as he recounted the details, savoring his newfound power over you. “Your friend, the one who had your snake while you were gone, she talks too much,” he explained, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “It didn’t take long to learn about your dear companion.” He started walking towards you again as he spoke.

“I gave her some generous flattery, and when I requested to spend some time with your little pet, it was quickly met.” His muscular arms moved carefully to take up a post on both sides of you, effectively trapping you between them. 

“At that point, all there was left for me to do was plant some seeds into your precious snake, slowly feeding it sounds that it would imitate and eventually take form in your subconscious.”

Your visit to Hogsmeade was meant to be a refreshing and carefree trip, but instead, Tom turned into the site of a wicked plan, using your unsuspecting pet as the tool for his manipulation. 

You stared at him in disbelief. Was this even possible? Could your snake really be influencing you without your knowledge?

Tom seemed to read your thoughts. “Yes, the mind is an incredibly powerful tool. And when combined with the right kind of magic, anything is possible.” He paused for effect before finishing his sentence with a slight glimmer in his eyes.

You felt a chill run down your spine as the full extent of what he had done set in. You could almost hear the sibilant hiss of your snake as Tom spoke, and the image made you shudder involuntarily. The thought of being under the influence of something you had no control over, something that was affecting your health, thoughts, and emotions, was a terrifying prospect.

“Don’t look at me like that, Y/N.” He pleads softly, his strong arms scooping you up from your plush thighs off the desk and cradling you close as he carries you across the room to his bed. 

Even under the dim candlelight, his eyes were burning with intensity as if begging for something more.

As he continued speaking, you couldn't help but notice how his voice seemed to wrap around your mind, manipulating your senses just like he had done with your snake. It was almost hypnotic in its power, as if he could will you to listen and obey his every word.

“I have always been fascinated by the power of Parseltongue. It’s a language only a select few can understand, and even fewer can speak. But with great power comes great responsibility. And I, my dear, am not one to shy away from responsibility.”

The fear that had permeated your bones dissipated, replaced by a different, unfamiliar feeling. His words seemed to drift away, and the deep-rooted desire between your legs suddenly became more pronounced. You felt your breath come in short, shallow pants, wanting something without knowing what it was. You wanted his touch, and you wanted it bad. It was an urge that seemed to be calling out from within you.

Tom laid you tenderly on the edge of his neatly-made bed, his gaze transfixed entirely on you. 

“Oh sweetheart, what I wouldn’t give for you if only you knew how to make the right choices,” he whispered. 

He slowly ran the calloused pad of this thumb along your now tender lips. The faintest of sighs escaped him as he observed them pucker and contort under his caress. 

“But I suppose having you like this will do for now,” he purred before inclining his head and pressing his soft lips against yours.

His hand found its way to the back of your neck, holding you in place as he pulled away with a smile. “Let’s make it last. Now keep still.” 

You did as you were told, closing your eyes and relaxing into the pillow. He flicked his tongue along the skin at the base of your throat, blazing a slow path down to your collarbone. He lingered there momentarily before continuing to your breasts, his teeth softly grazing around each nipple before delivering gentle bites that sent borderline electric shocks through you.

Tom seemed to sense your arousal, and he used his other hand to pull up your skirt, leaving it bunched up around your waist. 

Trailing his fingertips down, he slipped off your panties, exposing the swollen nub that was far too neglected for both yours and his liking. Not to worry, though. He was determined to set it right.

He dipped his head down, showering you with the warmth of his breath as he bullied the sensitive skin beneath your belly button. 

You could feel his soft cheeks on your inner thigh as he moved lower, and you suddenly felt the tip of his tongue licking at your slit. He continued to taste and tease you, occasionally stopping to place an open-mouthed kiss on your clit, eliciting a mewl from you.

Tom hummed in approval, kissing it once more before trailing his tongue along your labia, gently lapping at the juices already starting to flow from your vagina. 

You couldn't help but squirm as he slowly made his way up to the top of your cunt.

You arched your back, trying to get closer to him as he nibbled at your flesh, mapping out the contours of your folds with his tongue. His hands moved from your waist, skimming up the sides of your ribs and onto your breasts, gently squeezing and massaging them as he continued to feast on the spot beneath your abdomen. 

You were lost in a sea of your thoughts, desires, and emotions, unsure if they were truly your own or just the seeds Tom had sowed. It didn’t matter, though, for he had become an escape for you--a way for you to forget about everything else. He was giving your body the attention it so desperately craved, and in return, you granted him complete control over you.

Tom continued his exploration, slipping two fingers inside your slippery cunt as he used his other hand to massage your clitoris in circles. Every touch felt more profound than the last, making it difficult for you not to whimper from the intense pleasure inundating you.

You felt your mind go witless, your thoughts growing hazy with every movement he made. His long fingers descended inside you slowly and deliberately, coaxing you closer to the edge. But before you could reach the peak of ecstasy, he withdrew them and moved back from you to unfasten his dark slacks. You heard the faint sound of a zipper being pulled down as he spoke in a gravelly whisper.

“Go on,” Tom said softly, his voice fluttering slightly. “Touch yourself for me.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. All you wanted was to feel his thick cock pushing its way past your entrance—an intrusion that would bring about nothing but pleasure. Your hands moved up to your breasts, shamelessly pinching and rubbing the nipples between your fingertips as you thought about Tom’s lush cock in you.

He leaned forward, and you gasped as you felt something hard and thick, probing its way inside your canal, igniting an overwhelming sensation within. Your walls were already slick with his saliva, enabling him to slide in effortlessly. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist as tightly as possible, eagerly pulling him closer as pure bliss consumed your entire being.

“Tom!” you cried out, You could feel him growing harder against you, his pace picking up as your moans got louder.

Tom’s hand reached down again and captured your clit between his fingers, chafing it roughly as his cock mercilessly pounded into you.

As you approached the glorious return of the orgasm that previously left you, your entire body tensed in anticipation, wanting to make it last as long as possible. But unfortunately, Tom had other plans. 

His action was met with a plaintive whine when he abruptly pulled away from you, lifting you off the bed and settling you on his lap, eyes level with his. His hands were almost painfully tight around your waist, keeping you securely in place.

He guided you down onto his still-throbbing member, watching intently as you pathetically began bouncing on it. His damp ebony locks hung like a curtain around his face, and his half-lidded eyes were full of longing, looking at the flickers of pleasure that crossed your face as every inch of him filled you up.

You could feel his heart drumming, and every rigid breath he took seemed to reverberate within the space between you.

“Do you want to come?” he questioned, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery. You nodded your head so fast he was surprised it didn’t spin around and fall off your neck. 

“Use your words and say it then,” he continued, clearly enjoying the idea of teasing you. “I can’t understand your mindless babbling.”

He was utterly clueless to the degree of torture he was putting you through, but you gathered what remained of the sense you had left and stammered out a barely coherent string of words.

“Pl-please, Tom,” your voice was shaking and frail as you begged pitifully. “L-let me come around your c-cock.” The desperation in your words and tone was evident as tears started welling up in your eyes.

Your whole existence was devoted to craving and conviction; only his touch could break the deep enchantment he had cast over you.

“There we go,’ he breathed gently into your ear before kissing away the last of your tears. “Now, was that so hard, princess?”

You felt serenity sweep over you as his lips left your skin, and in reply to the question, you shook your head from side to side.

"Ah, ah. Use your words," Tom reminded firmly as if he were scolding a misbehaving student.

You swallowed hard and forced the words out of your mouth. “No, it wasn’t h-hard at all," you voiced meekly. It was a lie, but you were relieved that you had been able to utter something.

Tom's lips stretched into a wide grin at your obedience, pleased that he had gotten the audible response he wanted.

He accelerated his rhythm, bucking his hips faster and faster into you. You could hardly keep up with him as you finally reached the point of no return, and contentment flared through every nerve in your body, causing you to shudder in ecstasy. You felt yourself squeeze around him tightly, internally gripping his throbbing cock as it pulsed within you.

His large frame trembled uncontrollably as he painted your insides with his hot seed, leaving a warm, sticky trail trickling down your thighs, mixing with your essence.

“Oh my god,” he breathed out. He placed his head on your chest, his body rising and falling rapidly as he recovered from his own orgasm. 

He delicately entwined his fingers with yours, slowly tugging them towards him, and lifted his head to look at your satisfied expression before planting a gentle kiss on your lips, sealing this moment forever in both of your memories.

Never before had he felt such euphoria. It emanated from both of you in such a beautiful display that no one else could ever replicate or replace.

And sure, he may not have had you kneeling before him and pleading for absolution like he initially envisioned, but having you so entirely at his mercy like this was a more satisfying form of retribution than he could ever have dreamed of. As you relinquished the last of your power to him, the look in your eyes spoke volumes—a much sweeter vindication than words could ever convey. 

#tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x you #tom riddle x y/n #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle #lord voldemort #x reader #harry potter x reader #harry potter smut #voldemort #voldemort x reader

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Snake Swag Bracket Round 1B

Moving from the biggest snakes, here are some of the fastest! The sidewinder (Crotalus cerastes) is a type of rattlesnake found in the Mojave and Sonoran deserts of North America. They are named for their main method of locomotion--sidewinding--that allows them to move across the shifting desert sand, even allowing them to ascend up sand dunes! Able to reach speeds up to 18 mph, scientists believe they are able to move so efficiently across the sand thanks to their adapted belly scales. Rather than the typical 'spike' shaped scales that other snake species use to push themselves forwards, sidewinders have small, relatively uniform pits across their belly that reduce friction and allow them to move in any direction. As babies, sidewinders will use their tails as a lure to mimic moths and caterpillars to attract lizards. They will outgrow this behavior as they move from lizard prey to the adult diet of rodents, birds, or even other snakes. The black mamba (Dendroaspis polylepis) can be found across a large range in sub-Saharan Africa and generally prefer the dry environments of scrubland, rocky outcrops, and savannas. They are quick and agile snakes, capable of moving up to 12 mph. Skittish and shy, if they feel trapped, they will perform a threat display of showing the black lining of their mouth, loudly hissing, and flattening the skin of their head and neck. If they feel further threatened, they can perform several fast strikes in a row. They are often characterized as aggressive snakes, but they almost always choose to flee and hide rather than fight if given the chance--stories of black mambas chasing humans are likely situations where the black mamba attempted to flee back to a burrow that happened to be in the same direction the human chose to run.

#sidewinder #black mamba #snakes #snakeblr #poll #snake swag bracket

[ariadnasdiary]

Sabine Tachihara: Headcanon & aesthetics

Mun Ari: A precious anon ask for this and since it was getting SO LONG (as always), I decided to make individual posts of Naomi and Sabine so I deliver their request! I hope you enjoy it!

[Note: * means something I invented for my AU since there are many blank spaces in the DL verse]

Sabine Tachihara von Vibora

She's the first princess of the Vibora clan*

Daughter of King Zweig. Her mother was Zweig's favorite concubine*: Torelai Schlange who was a noble of the Vibora clan.

Concubines in the Vibora clan are a common practice for the royal family, but only within members of the nobility*.

Zweig recognized Sabine as his daughter, but never married Torelai. Lucky for Sabine, none of the other concubines at the time her mother gave birth to her had children, so Zweig named her the immediate heir to the throne. Torelai looks something like this:

Of course, Torelai once became the mother of the only Vibora princess (at that time) made sure to eliminate the competition and got rid of the rest of the concubine's chances to produce an heir. Torelai bought all servants of the concubines and whenever Zweig announced he'll visit a concubine, she'll made sure they added a contraceptive to their drinks and food. If that failed, she'll look for a way to frame them so they could be expelled from their position*.

Once a concubine was expelled, even if they had a child, their child wouldn't be recognized as a royal prince/princess by law. Which stated that the mother had to gave birth to her child in royal ground, the king had to give the name to the baby and be the first one to carry it. If these things didn't happen the baby wouldn't be recognized as royal*. Torelai was willing to do everything for her to be the only mother of the princes/princesses and her children to be the only heirs to the throne. There isn't something as the heir had to be necessary male, as long as it was recognized and made their way, they could become queen/king at some point*.

Sabine is Torelai's eldest daughter, however she has a younger sister Tania. They are on good terms, but they see each other as rivals to get the throne and sooner or later they'll have to fight for it.

Sabine's appearance is a perfect mix of Zweig's and Torelai's genes: she has a gorgeous straight blond hair that reached past her lower back. It is so pretty that you would believe she has strands of gold as hair. She inherited her father's deep green eyes, a characteristic of her clan. Almond shaped eyes and sharp yet elegant features that gives her prestige and the well deserved title as the most beautiful lady in the Vibora clan. Of course, she gets the best out of her beauty in order to get what she wants. She looks something like this:

As for her style: she has evolved with time. She has always screamed wealth and power. The style that suited her the most is the "new rich vibe". Although here money, status and power was given to her through her family (both sides) as a generational thing… she's more daring. Her fashion style is sensual, revealing most of the time (necklines or more like showing skin as much as she cans) and eye-catching. Even though she seeks to impress and stand out. She'll never look vulgar always stylish. Sensual yet elegant and adecuated to whatever ocassion she's in. She uses colors that are strong and bright, again eye-catching: red, green, black, white, purple… those that also has skillfully a stong maning and transmit this girl-power vibe.

In terms of her transformation appereance: I can think of the Dendroaspis polylepis aka Black Mamba as her form [first pic] and a Garter Snake for her familiars [second pic]

Torelai, being a noble, invest only in the best for both her daughters: best education with private teachers for every single thing they had to learn to be royals: etiquette, how to dress, arts, lady activities... you name it. She worked hard for her daughters to stand above the rest of Zweig's offsprings.

But don't let Sabine's beauty fool you: she's incredibly intelligent. Just as she's ambitious, she's witty and seeks to develop her potential to the fullest. As she's constantly threatened to have the throne and even life taken away from her, so she has to work hard to get allies and support within her people in order to secure the position as the future queen. She'll use every resource she has to achieve her goal. May those resources be her beauty, charm, economical resources, favors, trading skills, contacts... she'll give them a great use.

She sees everything as an opportunity to keep escalating or get something put of it. Even if her means doesn't really justify her actions, she'll always do what she believes is right (for her). Her life has been threatened since she was born, but her mother taught her to always look after herself. If she doesn't, then who? Sabine doesn't think she has allies outside her mother. She doesn't count with the support of Zweig or any of her half sisters/brothers, since they are all after the throne and if that means taking her life in the process they won't hesitate when the time comes.

She has spent her whole life in the Makai, although she has visit the human world various time. She has gone to schools, courses, stores or even make bussiness there which she uses a "fake" last name: Tachihara. She thinks that humans are inferior are boring. So weak and pathetic since they don't live long and are so fragile… they break so easy (both physically and mentally). She's a demon after all, so it's no surprise she has this opinion about humans.

She hates people that has things easy: she has worked all her life to get what she has today. Yes, she depends on her title, family's wealth, but the rest has all been acomplished by her alone. In fact, she now leans more on her own resources that those of the families.

Once she sets her mind on something, she won't stop until she gets it.

Now, her role on the story will depend in the AU we are talking.

The normal timeline (Arino one aka current one) she only plays her role as a future ally for the ghoul's leaders (Arino). She accepted it mostly due to pressure than willingly. Since the raven clan had important alliances with half the clans and that made it a political problem, so once Sabine got in the throne she accepts to have good relationship and recognized their autonomy since they were at disadvantage.

In the break up AU, however her role is bigger.

Long story short (which later I'll share in a headcanon format like this one soon, I promise): Kino played with her trying to deceive her while being in a relationship with Ari. Sabine fell in love (sadly) knew something was odd and found out the truth. Hurted Sabine took revange on Kino and everyone was hurted in the end… all becoming victims of one another.

Sabine wasn't a villainess, she was a victim... in fact everyone was. Kino started it and ruined everything, but suffered the consecuences by lossing the one he truly loved. Sabine was hurt and was taking revenge, hurting herself even more in the process and ending in a very toxic relationship with him. And BOTH hurted Ari which had nothing to do with it.

Sabine paid all this: she tried earning Kino's love and making him forget about Ari by giving him what she had and thought he desired (wealth, authority, status, power…) but he didn't want that. Because Ari had given him what he needed: love, comfort, support… she had given him a home, the feeling of not being alone and recognized him when no one did. Sabine could never compete with that. But she was prideful and preferred the feeling of having taken Kino for herself, even though she was painfully aware of her pitiful situation.

Depending on the ending: Ari disappeared and Kino becomes a shadow of what he was and returns to his evil phase to fullfil his new acquired responsabilities as the new Vibora king… just souless which means Sabine sank with him as well. Their relationship was very toxic and they did have a child but for pure obligation and naturally the toxic cycle repeated by Kino being a loveless father and Sabine being a mother who couldn't love their child properly by trying to earn Kino's love... pushing their child aside (neglecting him/her).

OR Ari comes back to take revange on both of them. Here, Sabine gets humilated and dethroned, condemed to spend the eternity with one man that she had loved but who hated her imprisonated for all eternity.

OVEREALL AND IN CONCLUSION: Sabine I mostly use her to fulfill a villainess role, but all this development makes me think if she's more like an antagonist in this timeline particularly… but a villainess in other AUs(?. I'm proud of her character nevertheless~! She sometimes redeems (ex. Black swan AU) and others she just has a role to fullfil.

Also a note: it may look like I hate Sabine, but I don't. I just made her in order to fit the villainess role and for that she had to be all the contrary to Ari.

Relationships:

Ari: Again, depending on the AU they either barely interact with one another or are 'nemesis'. Considers her weak, inferior and just a being that just exists and is Kino's partner (later on, recognizes her status as clan leader though). They are like water and oil: she's more ambicious, extroverted, sure of herself, seductive and purely sassy to the point of being cruel and mean. Unlike Ari that we know how she is.

Kino: Again, depending on the AU they either have an ally/diplomatic relationship or a toxic relationship. Kino might have felt attracted to Sabine as they are both demons after all, but never loved her unlike his love for Ari. Kino gets to hate Sabine in some AUs, but in the actual timeline, they are just fellow leaders of their respective clans with a strictly professional relationship.

Naomi: Honestly? They have a... complicated relationship. They have known each other for centuries, since they were both children and have a mutual 'respect' since they are the heiresses of their clans. They keep things professional for the sake of their alliances. However, they just stand each other, but not exactly like each other. Also their relationship changes depending the AU, it can get tense or simply cut all ties.

Yuri: Sabine looks down on Yuri for being a ghoul. Yuri treats her with the highest respect due to her lineage and that pisses Naomi off. They bearly interact with other outside some political reunions where he assists as Naomi's partner and as Kino's right hand. In other AUs, they have a tense relationship because Yuri is force to interact with her for being Kino's partner and tries to keep Naomi calm for the sake of peace.

Bonus: this is somehow how I imagine Sabine's and Kino's children would look like in an AU where they do end up together (They would only have one child and it would be one of these options, not that they had 3 lol. I think the most probable would the second option by genetics though).

*Manhwas used for illustrative reasons: I'll be the matriarch in this life, I will fall with the emperor, kill the villainess and Your majesty, please don't kill me again.

#ariadnasdiary #Sabine Tachihara #diabolik lovers oc #diabolik lovers vibora oc #vibora clan #dl vibora clan #diabolik lovers headcanons #diabolik lovers oc headcanons #mun ari speaks #made with: #picrew me

[nessiefynn]

Dendroaspis polylepis, the black mamba

design for @/Rythillian on Twitter

#scalie #furry #sfw furry #anthro #snake #anthro snake #cobra #mambas arent actually cobrs but the client asked for me to give him a full cobra hood lol

[saviourofzaun]

CHARACTER ASSOCIATIONS

Tagged by: @perfect-fourth Tagging: @independentzaun (Jinx) | @vsagis | @shihaino | @adenial | @goldenmedic | @cinisemperium (Jinx) | @bioniczaunites (Ran) | @elisethetraveller

Animal: Black mamba (Dendroaspis polylepis). Colours: Garnet, Navy blue, Gold, Black. Month: November.

SONGS

Await The King's Justice — Ramin Djawadi (He made this his theme song, fucker);

Exit Music (for a film) ━ Radiohead;

Lurk ━ The Neighbourhood;

Emperor's New Clothes — Jann;

One Day The Only Butterflies Left Will Be In Your Chest As You March Towards Your Death — Bring Me To The Horizon.

I have so many more songs I associate with Silco, so if you're interested, here's a Spotify playlist with all the songs.

Day or night: Night. Plant: Sacred Satura (poisonous), Croton plant, and a Willow tree Scent: Gentlemen Society — Givenchy (his cologne), smoke, burnt wood, vanilla, bourbon, and dark chocolate. Gemstone: Azurite, Ruby (uncut), and obsidian. Season: Winter. Food: Toast, Sweets, chocolate, tiramisu, risotto, and Pasta Puttanesca. Astrological sign: Scorpio. Element: Fire / Water. Drink: Black coffee, whiskey, scotch, (red) wine, water, orange juice.

#》 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙎 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍 ⎯ (𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨)

[outbackranger108]

1st Gen TD Contestants' Spirit Animals

Gwen - Common Raven (Corvuc Corax)

Trent - Great Green Macaw (Ara Ambiguus)

Bridgette - Bottlenose Dolphin (Tursiops Truncatus)

Geoff - Green Sea Turtle (Chelonia Mydas)

Duncan - Harpy Eagle (Harpia Harpyja)

Courtney - Snowy Owl (Bubo Scandiacus)

Lindsay - American Flamingo (Phoenicopterus Ruber)

Tyler - Cheetah (Acinonyx Jubatus)

Heather - Black Mamba (Dendroaspis Polylepis)

Noah - Meerkat (Suricata Suricatta)

Cody - Chinstrap Penguin (Pygoscelis Antarcticus)

DJ - African Savanna Elephant (Loxodonta Africana)

Owen - Warthog (Phacochoerus Africanus)

Izzy - Chimpanzee (Pan Troglodytes)

Harold - Giraffe (Giraffa Camelopardalis)

Leshawna - Hippo (Hippopotamus Amphibius)

Beth - Beaver (Castor canadensis)

Justin - Indian Peafowl (Pavo Cristatus)

Katie - Red Panda (Ailurus Fulgens)

Sadie - Giant Panda (Ailuropoda Melanoleuca)

Eva - Wolverine (Gulo Gulo)

Ezekiel - Opossum (Didelphis Marsupialis)

Alejandro - Jaguar (Panthera Onca)

Sierra - Antarctic Fur Seal (Arctocephalus Gazella)

#total drama #spirit animals #animals

[exotic-venom]

(Dendroaspis polylepis) black mamba

#Dendroaspis #black mamba #snake #elapid #reptile

[blogwold]

Title: The Six Deadliest Snake Bites: Unveiling Nature's Venomous Threats

Introduction:

Snakes, both fascinating and fearsome creatures, have evolved venomous adaptations to aid in hunting and self-defense. While most snake species are harmless, some possess venom that can be lethal to humans. In this article, we explore the six deadliest snake bites, shedding light on the potent venoms that have earned these serpents a reputation as nature's silent killers.

1. Inland Taipan (Oxyuranus microlepidotus):

Dubbed the "fierce snake," the Inland Taipan hails from Australia and boasts the most toxic venom of any snake. Its venom is a complex cocktail of neurotoxins, causing paralysis and potentially leading to death within hours if left untreated. Fortunately, human encounters with this reclusive snake are rare, and antivenom exists to counter its potent bite.

2. Coastal Taipan (Oxyuranus scutellatus):

Another Australian native, the Coastal Taipan, possesses venom containing both neurotoxins and coagulants. A bite can result in rapid paralysis, respiratory failure, and internal bleeding. Swift medical intervention and the availability of antivenom are crucial to increasing chances of survival.

3. Black Mamba (Dendroaspis polylepis):

Found in Africa, the Black Mamba is known for its incredible speed and highly potent venom. Its neurotoxic venom can cause paralysis and severe tissue damage. Bites often result in rapid onset of symptoms, making immediate medical attention essential for survival.

4. Russell's Viper (Daboia russelii):

Widespread in Asia, Russell's Viper delivers a venom rich in toxins that affect blood clotting. A bite can lead to uncontrollable bleeding, organ damage, and shock. This snake is responsible for many snakebite-related deaths in its range.

5. Saw-scaled Viper (Echis carinatus):

This small but deadly snake inhabits parts of Africa, the Middle East, and South Asia. Its venom contains a mix of toxins that lead to pain, swelling, and severe bleeding. Due to its cryptic nature and habitats near human settlements, encounters are common, resulting in a high number of fatalities.

6. King Cobra (Ophiophagus hannah):

Known as the world's longest venomous snake, the King Cobra's bite delivers a potent neurotoxic venom. While it's not as venomous as some other species on this list, the large quantity of venom it can inject makes it extremely dangerous. Bites can lead to paralysis and death within hours if untreated.

Conclusion:

The world of venomous snakes is a testament to the diverse and intricate mechanisms of nature's deadliest hunters. While the mere mention of these snake species may evoke fear, it's important to remember that snakebite incidents are relatively rare, and antivenom treatments have saved countless lives. Awareness, education, and appropriate precautions when in snake-prone areas are key to mitigating the risks associated with these fascinating yet dangerous creatures.

#Snake #venom snake #health #deadliest snake #foryou #1950s #80s #barbie #bmw #cars #cute #drawing #ferrari #rwby #succession

[wildlife-film]

Black Mamba (Dendroaspis polylepis) #snake #animals #venomous #blackmamba

#youtube

[soficierva1734]

Estando por aquí encontré el dibujo de una criatura fantástica, híbrida de Dóberman, serpiente, búho y ciervo, pero no me acuerdo el nombre de la cuenta, si alguien sabe de qué publicación estoy hablando y como se llama la cuenta, le agradecería que me lo recordara.

Me encantó y tomé prestado el concepto para hacerlo a mi estilo.

Por supuesto aún falta pulirlo un poco y terminarlo, pero hasta ahora estoy bastante satisfecha con el boceto.

En este caso, esta criatura es una quimera, combinación de:

Dóberman (Canis lupus familiaris)

Mamba negra (Dendroaspis polylepis)

Búho real (Bubo bubo)

Huemul (Hippocamelus bisulcus)

(Tómense un momento para apreciar los garabatos de mi hermana.)

#perro #serpiente #búho #ave #ciervo #huemul #dibujo #boceto #híbrido #quimera #animal fantástico #dóberman #mamba negra #búho real #venado #dibujo tradicional #dibujo a lápiz #dog #snake #owl #bird #deer #drawing #sketch #hybrid #fantastic animal #black mamba #traditional drawing #canis lupus familiaris #dendroaspis polylepis

[the-last-outpost]

Black Mamba (Dendroaspis polylepis) at Sedgwick County Zoo #blackmamba #dendroaspispolylepis #snakes #venomous #venomoussnakes #snakesofinstagram #sedgwickcountyzoo #zoos #zoophotography #zoophoto #zoosmatter https://www.instagram.com/p/ClmbIJBPvSD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#blackmamba #dendroaspispolylepis #snakes #venomous #venomoussnakes #snakesofinstagram #sedgwickcountyzoo #zoos #zoophotography #zoophoto #zoosmatter

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Snake Swag Bracket Round 2

(Reticulated python top photo, black mamba bottom photo)

Here we have a showdown between size and speed! Despite their immense length, reticulated pythons (Malayopython reticulatus) are masters of the disappearing act. Named for the 'reticulated' pattern of splotches down their back and sides, these pythons take advantage of disruptive patterning, a type of camouflage that breaks up an animal's outline using a contrasting pattern of light and dark color patches. When curled up in the leaf litter of their forest habitats or tucked away on a tree branch, this pattern helps the reticulated python easily fade away into the background. While the black mamba (Dendroaspis polylepis) can't come close to the size of the reticulated python, it is also not a small snake! It is the second longest venomous snake, after the king cobra (Ophiophagus hannah), and can commonly grow to 9 ft. The black mamba is named not for its body coloration, but for the black lining of their mouths, differing from the white mouth lining of other mambas.

#snake swag bracket #reticulated python #black mamba #poll