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if you're comfortable with it can i request levi sexting reader pls? i just feel like he would be much more confident sexting you from behind a screen than he ever would be when taking action irl
You've got a point, my dude
NSFW MDNI, sexting, AFAB! Reader, gender neutral, racially ambiguous, dirty talk, two dicks for Levi, told through Levi's perspective, 2nd person POV for reader
It was kind of awkward for Leviathan. The way his pants tightened whenever he thought about you. He questioned whether or not you had cast some sort of curse on him but after seeing your less than novice skills casting beginner spells that was quickly ruled out. While you two have been dating for some time, you have never been intimate with each other. Levi was too shy to try to pursue a sexual relationship with you no matter how much he dreamed about having your lips wrapped around one of his cocks while you jack off the other under his desk as he plays video games on his computer.
This desperate want for your body coupled with Levi's shyness ended up with him seeking out demon x human porn. Specifically, Levi would search for human pornstars that look like you and imagine it was him instead of some stupid incubus or succubus fucking you. That's actually where he ended up right now. He fisted his cocks together at the sight of your pornstar doppelgänger getting railed from behind by a large demon. Levi pretended it was you moaning out his name instead of this pornstar moaning for more from their costar. It was honestly becoming torture for poor Levi, not have your warm cunt hole wrapped around cock while the other slips into your ass. Levi got so caught up in the porn he was watching that the sound of his phone vibrating made him jump.
It was you sending him another meme. Levi could feel the warmth and love spreading through his chest. Even though you had just sent him a silly picture of a mouse in a toy car, Levi still felt so loved that you texted that picture to him only instead of the group chat.
That's when the lightbulb appeared over his head. What if he told you how much he wanted you over text. At least then you wouldn't have to see how hard you make him nor his tomato red face and you wouldn't have to hear how he stutters and stumbles over his words. Through text message, Levi could stay partially hidden.
L: MC i need u
U: why? what's wrong? i'll head over rn
L: NO!
L: i mean...
L: i need u so badly
U: oh?
U: oh.
Crap, did he just gross you out? I mean, who would want to sleep with a gross otaku like him anyway? All he does is just sit in his room and play video games. You'd do better having your pussy filled by some one like Beel or-
U: i want you too. Levi i want ur cock so bad
Levi almost tipped back in his chair and had to swing his arms to grab at his desk. He sputtered like an old timey car with a flush that could make a strawberry look pale. Levi couldn't believe that you wanted him just as badly. When he regained his balance in his chair, he softly wrapped his hand around his top cock and stroked around the head.
U: i wish i was there with you bouncing on your dick
Levi stopped for a second when he realized your wording. Dick? Cock? As in singular? Nervousness began to rise in the back of his throat. You were obviously down to fuck non-human entities but would you be down for non-human genitalia? Levi looked down at his own cocks. The cock on the top was about an inch longer than the one on the bottom. Both were a tad bit darker than the rest of his skin and faded into a lighter blue near the tip. The heads of his cocks were long and pointed with small bumps along the bottom side of his shafts. His cocks curled a little like a tentacle but weren't nearly has flexible as one. Leviathan thought about how his assets compared to a normal human's and the insecurity began to flair up.
L: uhhh,,,
L: MC?
U: what's wrong? did i cross a line?
Fuck you were so cute when you were worried about him. Levi shook his head trying to flush away the lovey-dovey thoughts he had about you in order to break the possibly bad news.
L: i uh dont have a human set up >.>
U: huh?
U: what do you mean?
Leviathan pressed his hand to his mouth trying to figure out how to tell you. Should he just send a picture? The thought of you having a picture of his cocks made him leak a little but his insecurity had a choke hold on him. He decided against sending you a picture and decided you just tell you straight up what he had going on.
L: i have two dicks
Silence. Five minutes had passed an nothing from you. The worst case scenario immediately came to mind: you were going to break up with him because of his weird penises. Levi was about pull his sweats up over his cocks and sob into his bathtub when his phone vibrated.
U: fuck
U: can i see them?
Levi gripped his phone with sweaty palms. You wanted to see them? You wanted to see him? Naked? You wanted to see the penises of a gross otaku like himself? But you were so beautiful and kind and smart and you could do so much better than him! A shiver ran through his spine at the perverted thought of such a degenerate like himself corrupting someone so beautiful as you. He grabbed his top cock and positioned it so the bottom one could be seen as well as he held his phone over his lap and took the picture. It was right when he pressed send that realization hit him. What if you wanted pictures of his penises to make fun of them? To make fun of him? For some reason that idea turned him on even more. Levi's teeth clacked to together at the thought of you calling him gross and perverted for sending you such images.
Levi: <image sent>
U: fuck
U: theyre huge!
U: crap i want them in me so bad rn
L: 0.0 u do?
U: do you think they could both fit in my pussy?
The directness of your text sent Levi into a frenzy. Fuck, he didn't know if they could both fit but he for sure was going to try! The thought of your poor little cunt being so spread and abused on his cocks made him grab his cocks and start rubbing them together, imagining his fist was your juicy walls welcoming him into your body.
L: we could try
L: i want u to ride me rn. i want to see ur pussy swallowing my cocks everytime you bounce up and down
U: fuck yes Levi!
U: i want to see ur face when you cum inside of me. u always look so cute when ur all flustered
Levi whimpered at your last text. He couldn't understand how you thought such a gross otaku like him was cute but how sweet you were being made his dicks throb in need.
U: imagine if i was cockwarming you while u were gaming o///o
L: fuck please MC
U: every time you get a kill i'd ride you a little. u can't cum until you win though~
L: i promise i will MC! i want to fill you with my cum >.<
U: i love you so much levi. are you in ur room rn?
Levi felt all of the air in his chest get trapped in his lungs. Fuck, you wanted to come see him? Is that why you were asking if he was home?
U: <image sent>
Levi's eyes went wide. He could have sworn they rolled right out of his skull when he saw the picture you just sent. You were reclined on your bed with only a shirt on. On closer inspection it was that shirt from your favorite anime Levi had gotten you for your birthday. Your phone was positioned so that the star of the photo were your index and middle fingers holding your pussy lips open showing Levi the beautiful spread of your sopping cunt. Your clit was at attention and was begging for his lips to be wrapped around it. Levi furiously rubbed his cocks together at the sight. You were so wet and all from him? You weren't dripping with need because of one of his stupid brothers? A feeling somewhere between possessiveness and neediness erupted in Levi. He knew he needed to be buried in your tight hole.
L: yes! please! im home!
U: <read 1 minute ago>
Then there was a knock at his door.
#leviathan#leviathan smut#my writing#leviathan x reader#leviathan x y/n#leviathan x mc#leviathan x reader smut#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me smut#obey me x reader#obey me x reader smut#i hope this is alright#i'm not really sure how to write people texting lol
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Oh baby, why did you run away?
for @steadfastsaturnsrings
#911#buddie#911edit#buddieedit#911 on fox#911 fox#911 abc#evan buckley#eddie diaz#my edit#otp: you don't need to pretend with me#i just took the idea and ran with it#i hope this is alright#usercam#flashing tw#911verse
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a family divided
pairing : aemond targaryen x reader
word count : 1.2k
Seeing the Iron Throne after so long feels horribly bittersweet. Seated on it should be your stepmother Rhaenyra, not her traitor of a half-brother - and your cousin - Aegon, instead.
The knights that flank you roughly push you forward until you are standing before the throne. Your eyes blaze with fury at this indignity.
"Lady Y/N," he sneers.
The Conqueror's crown rests atop his head, its rubies gleaming brilliantly, and the sight only enrages you more. He is neither worthy nor deserving of it. He is no king, and so you refuse to accept him as such.
"Prince Aegon," you reply stiffly. At once, the knights' grip on both of your arms tightens, and Aegon's jaw clenches.
"You will acknowledge your king," he snarls.
Your mouth remains closed, much to his displeasure.
He rises from the throne to approach you. "It is only to avoid being branded a kinslayer that you are not already dead," he whispers.
You give him a mirthless smile before spitting directly into his face.
Aegon flinches, but when his eyes next meet yours, they are filled with anger. "You are your father, you wilful bitch," he hisses, sharply backhanding your face.
Although your cheek stings and a hot tear is running down, you do not stumble or waver. "That I am," you say. "And when he discovers what you've done, he'll kill you and anyone that stands in his way."
You are your father Daemon's pride and joy, and your words certainly hold merit. Aegon knows this; although he acts nonchalant, his face is pale.
"Against Vhagar and my brother, your dear father stands little chance."
As he turns away, your gaze shifts to the right… to an all-too familiar face.
"Take her to the cell-"
"Brother."
Aemond interjects before Aegon can finish giving his command. Although he speaks to his brother, his gaze remains on you.
"What is it?" asks the pretender impatiently.
"She is still a lady," he says. "Our cousin. My chambers are large enough, let me take charge of her instead. She will not escape."
Aegon's lip curls. "That is not what concerns me, Aemond."
As children, you had all grown up together. Although you and Aegon never got on, you were close to his siblings - particularly Aemond, and your shared affection for one another was little secret.
Seeing your childhood friend on opposite sides of this war is bad enough, without the painful knowledge that in another world, the two of you could easily have been something more by now.
The look he directs to you is suddenly filled with hate, and it momentarily stuns you.
"You need not be concerned, Your Grace," he says, sounding convincingly disgusted. "I assure you."
Aegon gives you an arrogant smirk as he speaks next. "Then you may take her away, brother."
The knights release your aching arms, but they are given only a moment's reprieve before Aemond strides forward and hauls you away, his grip just as firm.
He doesn't say a word until you reach his chambers and the door is closed behind you. At once, he releases your arm.
"Y/N," he sighs, not bothering with formalities. “Did you really need to do that?”
You grin in spite of yourself. “Yes. And I’d do it again.”
Despite the sad circumstances of your reunion, it amuses you to watch him unsuccessfully stifle a smile. “I know that,” he says. “I have missed you and your insolent ways.”
“As if you’re any better than me.”
Aemond shakes his head with a chuckle, embracing you in his arms nonetheless. “You are definitely worse.”
“I missed you too,” you smile, but it is tinged with sadness. “I wish I could’ve seen you under better circumstances.”
“As do I,” he sighs. “You did not deserve such humiliation. I’m sorry.”
You shake your head. “Don’t be. You are not your brother. Besides, my father would almost certainly behave the same way towards him.”
“If not worse,” Aemond mutters, and you roll your eyes. He and your father had never gotten along, even before the death of Viserys, which only put more pressure on your friendship with him.
Moving away, you perch yourself on the edge of his bed to kick off your boots and sit cross-legged. Aemond soon joins you, and the two of you sit in content silence for a while.
After a moment, he quietly takes your hand.
“What are you thinking?” he asks.
“That everything has changed,” you answer, “but not for us.”
“How?”
You turn to him with a smile. “We’ve always had to sneak around, haven’t we?”
It is true. Relations between his side of the family and yours had soured long before war broke out, to the point where you would arrange to meet with each other in secret rather than risk the wrath of those closest to you.
He chuckles at that. “I’d always wonder whether marrying you could heal the rift in our family. Not least because it would take away the pressure of keeping our friendship a secret.”
His admission doesn’t surprise you because you had always wondered the same thing, but the idea warms your cheeks nonetheless. Often, you wished someone else would put the idea forward - but they never did.
“Do you think it still could?” you ask.
“I don’t know,” he admits. “Our marriage would probably not last long with your father around.”
“Because he could attempt to annul it?”
Aemond grins. “Because he will kill me.”
You smack his hand from yours at once. “He will not!” you protest. "He may not like you but he loves me, and because he loves me he would never dare to kill you.”
“But he would never allow us to marry,” he points out. “And neither would Aegon.”
His hand cups your jaw and gently turns your face to the left, touching the angry red mark that Aegon so courteously left on your cheek. Against your burning skin, his fingers are ice cold.
“What are we going to do?” he sighs.
“My father will come for me, that much is certain. And when I return to Dragonstone, I am sure there will be a suitor waiting for me already,” you add bitterly.
“We can think about that later,” Aemond decides, getting up from the bed. “For now… we should enjoy the time that we have together.”
An idea is already beginning to form in your head. It is dangerous and reckless and potentially stupid, but you are your father’s daughter, after all.
You get up too, your heart suddenly hammering wildly at your proximity to one another. “What do you have in mind?”
He answers you with a searing kiss, one that nearly knocks you off your feet does he not steady you with an arm around your back. Without a second thought you kiss him back, your arm around his neck and your hand tangled in his hair despite knowing better than to do anything of the sort.
“I cannot let you leave my side again,” he whispers. “I love you, I always have.”
“As have I,” you smile, pressing another kiss to his lips. “You don’t have to let me go, Aemond. You have the greatest dragon of them all, we can get as far away from here as we want.”
As you expect, he is a little apprehensive. “What of the consequences?”
“Fuck the consequences,” you say at once. “My father married my stepmother with nobody’s permission, and all anybody could do was accept it.”
Aemond grins. “And so too will he.”
“You are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“A little.”
Laughing to yourself, you pull him down for another kiss.
#aemond targaryen#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond one eye#i hope this is alright#i havent written for him before
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Like the real life Charlie dying in a glue trap thing, from the cabin? That's what I meant when I said that.
Much love,
Hcperson.
day 43
can you imagine being literally anyone in the control room and just hearing this go on? horrific /pos
i also really liked this version
#rgbtrio#rgb trio#gl!slimecicle#gl!ranboo#generation loss#genloss#genloss fanart#generation loss fanart#i hope this is alright
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“You’re scary and yet I’m attracted…”
@ubrias-court-wizard
“Are you afraid of what I am and does that also entice you?” She sniffed the air while slowly circling around him. The stench of Oden’s blessings was strong and caused her nausea. Silly little human to search the hanged God’s wisdom when he barely walked in this world. Nature was formed by Fenja and others of her kind. People feared the Allfather as much as they dreaded what was hiding in nature. “And what is your wish as you entered my domain?” She inched closer and whispered into his ear. “I am no farm girl and I choose who will warm my bed.”
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@darkenigma32
{♚}—; Freddy stepped out of his green room and headed towards the atrium but took a detour to go to a staff meeting room, the Pizzaplex was currently undergoing cleaning and making sure the place remained presentable for when it would be opening soon. Freddy wanted to be ready for when the place would be flooded with kids and all manners of guests alike.
He was told along with the rest of his friends that a new security staff member was joining the Pizzaplex starting today so that he would know her when he saw her. There was still time before the place opened but he was enthusiastic to meet a new member of staff, hoping that they would enjoy their time here and he would get a chance to see them soon.
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🛑 + REVERSE
send 🛑 to clean blood off of my muse after they protected yours.
add + to reverse so receiver is the one cleaning blood off sender.
Natasha looked down at the boy and arched an eyebrow, grabbing another rag. "I could have taken care of that. Why would you do such a thing?" she asked calmly, even if her tone had a bit of a worried edge to it.
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Sauron catches a glimpse of his prisoner's memory and of a man he calls "father". this discovery, of course, is exploited as soon as possible. (cw: torture)
some finrod shapeshifting whump for @actual-bill-potts! i hope you enjoy >:)
In the end, it is hard for Finrod to keep them separated.
"Atar," he cries. "Atar, please! Please-"
The person before him is not his father. They cannot be his father. His father turned back, his father left them all - this is not his father - not his father - and yet-
Finarfin tilts head as Finrod shakes and cries. His blue eyes are sharp, cold, calculative; he takes Finrod's chin.
The Maia's touch burns. Finrod sobs.
"I am listening," his father says, and Finrod jerks. The voice is painfully, so painfully accurate, and yet so twisted, so horribly wrong. The quiet, calm tone is sharpened with a cold edge to it; soft, kind eyes burn with malice and evil.
He trembles. "Please," he mumbles again. "Please."
His body burns where Finarfin peeled long stripes of his skin off. Now, he looks at Finrod patiently, the knife still in his hands. "You know i do not wish to do this," he states, calmly. "And yet, you leave me with no choice."
"No!" Finrod screams in terror as the knife creeps to his skin again, and it is useless, because Sauron knows no mercy, but this is his father, his father, his own father - "No, no, no, please-"
"Do you not know any other words besides these two?" Finarfin hisses, and the knife cuts into the skin of Finrod's back, and he cries out. "Have I not taught you?"
"Fa-" Finrod chokes on the word- wrong, wrong, wrong; "Please- please-"
"You know the rules," his father whispers into his ear, and the knife moves slightly downwards, and Finrod cries. Not his father, he repeats. Not his father. "Though I am ready to change them, just for you; so you see how great is love of the father. I do not need your name. But do you remember mine?"
Finrod sobs, again. He does. Of course, he does; but the person behind him is not Arafinwë, is not his father. His eyes are cold and calculative, voice sharp and hands cruel. It is not his father, no matter how much he wants him to be.
The tip of the knife sinks deeper inside of him.
"Tell me," Finarfin whispers. "Does son not love his father? Tell me my name, if you remember it."
"Sauron," Finrod whispers. "Sauron the Abhorred."
There is a second of a dark silence, and then the knife slashes all the way down his back.
Finrod screams his throat hoarse.
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Something spicy based around the lovely words✨ make me ✨please. Also you're amazing 👍
A classic. And thank you <3
Willingly Forced
“Aren’t you going to help at all?” Hero asked from their spot at sawing the bars of their cage. Sadly, the small plastic fork handle didn’t do much damage against their containment as Hero slowly began to accept their fate along with their failure. Slowing their movements down to turn to their companion in their frustration.
Villain laid on the small, single bed that filled the corner of the room. Mindlessly staring up at the ceiling as they sighed, exasperated with their partner and tired of having to share a cell.
“I’ve already told you; give up. Give. Up. Hero. We’re not going to make it out of here without a key and a miracle.” They rolled their eyes and sat up, glaring at the hero with tired eyes.
Hero huffed, dropping the small utensil and leaning back against the prison bars. “The least you could do is help…”
The villain stood, walking over to Hero’s side as they reached through the bars and grabbed hold of the lock. “The least you could do is pay a little attention.” With one deft hand, Villain reached into their pocket, drawing a small silver key as they reached around and inserted it into the lock.
The device opened with a simple click before the cell door swung open easily. Villain took a step back and out to keep it from shutting on the pair.
“After you, dearest.” The villain bowed, stifling a laugh as they lent their free hand to the hero.
Hero stared, bewildered, at the villain. “How the hell… You’ve had that all along?!?”
Villain only grinned, standing back up and righting their suit top. “I told you I had it, love. You simply insisted on the… fork method…”
The hero felt their cheeks redden in shame, the villain had had the key all along and they had only prevented their escape. As Hero stepped through the door they couldn’t help the embarrassment that practically swallowed them whole, hoping the villain didn’t notice the heat burning off their face.
“So we have the key but no miracle, huh?” Hero strained, laughing awkwardly to try and direct the attention off them until their brain was able to start working again.
The villain chuckled back, shutting the door to the cell as they began down the hallway, Hero following in their footsteps. “I am the miracle, darling.”
Hero refused to admit they had flushed even redder at the cool, calm and collectedness of their nemesis. In the heart of Supervillain’s lair and they still had the mind to flirt. If only Hero had that kind of confidence…
All of a sudden, Hero was being pulled into Villains arms. Wrapped tightly in an embrace as the criminal whisked them both into the nearest storage closet. Shutting the door and pressing Hero’s head against their chest to keep their protests quiet.
A minute past before the Hero escaped and pushed back, knocking into the cramped room wall behind them and rattling all the cleaning supplies on their respective shelves. They were fuming.
“What the hell was that!?” Hero hissed through gritted teeth, seething at their enemy who still had that stupidly smug look on their face. Hardly even affected by their closeness. It drove Hero mad.
Villain shrugged, smiling as they looked down at the hero. “Don’t want to get caught do you? What else should I have done with a set of guards heading straight for us?”
There was that feeling of embarrassment again, overwhelming as it hit Hero like a brick. They had been too caught up in their own thoughts to even realize they were in danger. Then they had the audacity to struggle against and yell at the one who had saved them.
“Don’t fret it, doll. You’re adorable…” Villain winked at the other, leaning in as they caged them against the wall. Observing as the hero’s breath came in shallower and they couldn’t take their eyes off Villains chest, their eyes taking apart the criminal piece by piece as they blushed. “Tell me what you want. Use your words, sweetheart. Tell me about all the sinful things you’ve been wanting me to do to your body for all these months.”
Hero felt like they were suffocating, the air was so hot and Villain was so close. It was such a bad spot for this to happen, they knew it, but it may have been the only spot. The only spot they could get any privacy, the only spot the agency wasn’t breathing down their neck.
“Make me.”
#the spice was a little late#ngl#but I got carried away—#I hope this is alright#hero x villain#villain#villain x hero#hero#drabbles#fantasy#imagines#oneshots#scenarios#hero and villain#villain and hero#heroes#villains#supervillain#heroes x villains#villains x heroes#heroes and villains#villains and heroes#flustered hero#flirty villain#flirty villain x flustered hero#flustered hero x flirty villain
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"But dads, all the other kids ..." (My Two Dads, 1987).
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#For veryferaldistributions :)#i hope this is alright#my two dads#paul reiser#greg evigan#Staci Keanan
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Heres your uppies @rabid-mercenary15
enjoy
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I was wondering, did you ever say anything about vultures and miros birds ? I can't find any post of yours about it
No because they are very weird (and horrifying for the miros birds) creatures. While it's assumed most everything you see in rainworld is a purposed organism descendant, it's never that OBVIOUS. Vultures having their uh... Weird jetpack thing so they can fly. And Miros Birds have metallic legs and I believe a metallic beak?
And like. Since it's been around a hundred of what I believe are years, I doubt those are from the time the Ancients were alive. But they can't be descendants, since they can't just... Be born with jetpacks and metal legs (also i hardly see Miros Birds reproducing, they seem driven by an urge to murder (can you tell i don't like Miros Birds much ?)) So would that mean an iterator created those ?
I always assumed Five Pebbles created the Miros Birds (because they seem to have been made very... rushed ? it feels like birds who got slapped on a metal beak and metal legs forcefully (which is why they're horrifying to me) and because it doesn't feel that ooc for him to create an ANTI LIFE PURPOSED ORGANISM) but apparently he has a line about them being horrible things (which is true but weird to say if you created them specifically to be those horrible things) so maybe I was wrong about that?
But the who is the freak modifying birds to kill me (and everything else that lives) ?! Also why are vultures coming when they see the light of a vulture grub ? HOW DOES ONE FUSE A VULTURE AND A MIROS BIRD IS THERE A CRAZY ITERATOR WHO'S HOBBY IS CREATING ATROCITIES OR ARE THEY REPRODUCING AND BEING BORN WITH METAL PARTS ?!
So many questions... And no answer...
(sorry for starting to ramble in your askbox i'm a world building nerd and i love the rainworld creatures but on my way to find each one's purpose i realized how weird the birdies were and you are my lore/world building reference,,)
There are a bunch of obviously unnatural animals in rain world!
The cyan lizards move around like little jets with teeth and pop like balloons.. aside the robotic noises. The leviathans have an actual hydraulic press as a mouth, centipedes are living capacitors and so on.
Let's discuss vultures and Miros Birds individually!
I am very confident in saying that Pebbles did not make them!
They are made to be scary and very very aggressive, because they are actually guards and server a very important role. Take a look what Pebbles has to say!
The Memory Crypts are a burial ground that is very very sacred so I imagine all Miros creatures were created to protect the place. They are deaf, but have crazy good sight which is perfect for the long linear stretch of the Memory Crypts.
I can only assume Miros vultures aren't much different. Extremely aggressive guards.
As for normal vultures I'd assume perhaps they are there to monitor the surface creature populations. Maybe even carry goods around?
I believe they are also killers, because of the way they were made capable to move on land and squeeze through impressively small places to catch prey. They also have a mask system which tells them not to kill each other!
Not to mention king cultures are basically normal vultures, but even better hunters. It'd be interesting to imagine those things living in flocks perhaps.. with kind being either leaders or a completely separate lone species.
#ask#anonymous#vultures#im curious if anyone has ever used my rambles for something#with how many ive made#thatd be cute#i hope this is alright#canonical info on these birds is not much and they arent very complicated i think#i didn't mention grubs because im not decided on them!#i like both ideas#that vultures originate from grubs and that those were made specifically and only to call vultures#they are both interesting takes#i like the bird/bug mix a lot#kiki rambles
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Here are a couple doodles of the God au I made a while back
No one asked for these but I just wanted to share nonetheless! I wanted to post more stuff as well ehe
#fnaf sb#fnaf daycare attendant#sun x y/n#moon x y/n#sundrop#moondrop#gods au#aaa#I hope this is alright#fnaf
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@muses-of-the-memory
{💣}—; Roo made his way through the jungle, simply exploring the place since he didn’t have anything else to do during the day so he thought there was no harm in taking a walk to have a look around the place. It had certainly been a while since he’d been out here, especially when he realized he’s stumbled onto the territory belonging to Papu Papu.
Although he decided not to turn back now and decided that he would continue walking right through the village. They were lucky because the kangaroo wasn’t currently having an episode so they would not have to contend with one of his bouts of insanity. The mutant did hope that the locals wouldn’t mind him being here today however as he continued forward.
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@invisibleforcefields continued from [x]
More often than not it's the Humans with emotional turmoil that seem to find themselves at the outer reaches of his forest, those that have turned and run blindly until they drop and sob themselves hoarse. It's those very Humans that are the hardest to make leave, not only because they do not have it in them to find fear at the sight of him but also because he is not without heart. Who is he to turn them away while they face down whatever tragedies they are bleeding out at his feet?
-- ❝Don't worry yourself, I have no want to hurt you.❞
He reassures, bringing himself to kneel beside her, the blackened fingers of his left hand bracing atop the right as they settle atop his knee. The sight of him hadn't been startling thus far, he could only hope that would hold out long enough for her to calm and not go bolting off into the forest. Getting lost would be the least of her worries, some of the creatures within would find glee in the opportunity to feast on a wayward Human.
-- ❝Try to breathe, you're going to be alright.. Are you lost out here?❞
#invisibleforcefields#Seeking Peace || Morior Verse#Tears || Thread#I hope this is alright#Feel free to ignore if not c:#Also I will be doing this for the other asks tomorrow hopefully
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