#dragon claw gives u

[funkbun]

so bald

egg head

#im slowly growing on them #i like their biiig tails n funky claws #but they're kinda like sandsurges to me. like a breed that im gonna forget about 99% of the time #idk maybe i'll fall in love with them! who knows! #wish they were chubbier tho. give us fat dragons im beggin u fr #dragons

[dragon-ascent]

I wonder how Zhongli would feel if he came home one night, to find his lover surrounded by plushies of him (as an archon, dragon, and his current form) and cuddling a giant Rex Lapis exuvia plush?

Sure, he finds her skill at textile design impressive but he can't help but feel a bit jealous that a creation of fabric and cotton stole his beloved.

Jealous (and possibly pouty) Li is everything to me ;u; so here you go! Enjoy~

The first time you showed Zhongli a plushie you'd made of him in his miniature dragon form, words couldn't describe how touched and flattered he was that his beloved could find pleasure in creating plushies in his image. The fact that you loved him so much amplified his own love for you tenfold, and he couldn't ask for a better partner.

But then, the plushies started piling up. Big and small, fluffy and smooth, person and dragon. Zhongli didn't want to discourage you from making use of your exceptional crafting skills, especially seeing how happy you were, but once the plushies started taking up his side of the bed, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy - something he wasn't accustomed to. Especially when it appeared that he was stealing you from himself in a way..?

It all comes to a head when he returns home after a week-long consultation overseas, wanting nothing more than to hold and be held by you. "Darling, I'm home."

No response. Well, that's all right, he thinks, as it's quite late and he wouldn't be surprised if you'd already fallen asleep. Zhongli pictures you nodding off while trying to stay up waiting for your husband, and a tender smile tugs at his lips.

But when he gets to the bedroom, a different scene awaits entirely.

There's the usual mountain of Zhongli-themed plushies around you, but it's...a lot bigger than he'd remembered. And in the middle of it all, you're wide awake and rolling about with a giant plushie of his dragon-Qilin form, about as tall as Zhongli himself is. Your eyes are closed and you're humming, petting the plushie as you do.

At first he's a mix of awestruck and besotted by the scene, but those feelings are swiftly overtaken by envy. Huffing softly, he decides to take matters into his own hands.

...You're minding your own business, stroking your soft Rex Lapis in utter contentment when suddenly the soft fuzzy cotton seems to morph into a smoother, scalier texture.

"Oh!" You open your eyes, seeing a more reptilian version of your creation staring back at you expectantly like a dog. Grinning, you cuddle him. "Wow, I really outdid myself with how realistic this one is!"

He lets out an audible huff now, and you laugh.

Your dragon husband curls up around you, fiery eyes transfixed upon you alone. "Pay attention to me," he murmurs, and there's a hint of a whine in his deep voice, "and me alone." He uses his tail to knock his cotton imposter off the bed.

But you're still being cheeky. "Well, technically these are all you," you say, holding up a little plushie of Zhongli wearing his white archon hood, but your husband only growls at it, which makes you giggle. You stroke his sorry, scaley ol' head. "You're so silly, Li."

"I am not silly," he answers earnestly, nuzzling his snout against your skin. Ah, how he missed your scent. Gently, he uses his clawed hands to keep your upper half in place while his tail coils around your lower half. Finally content, he closes his eyes and purrs.

You roll your eyes, smiling. "You're going to keep me like this?"

"Yes. You are to stay like this with me all night, my darling. Please do not object."

And you willingly give in, letting your lizard lover keep you in his hold like this until the sun rises again.

#sini writes #zhongli #genshin impact #zhongli x reader #fluff #drabble #rex lapis #divider by cafekitsune

[sprout-fics]

WAIT OKAY. HEAR MEOUT, HEAR ME

O U T

dragon price is good, love that shit mmm mm mmm

but listen

Dragon Valeria

I’m literally going feral just thinking about it. Talk about one to spoil you, ravage you, cover you in jewels and silks and the blood of anyone who tries to take you from her. Tattoos that glimmer like scales—fuck I have to stop talking now or I’ll write a novel in your inbox but FUCK I’m normal about her (I am vibrating at a frequency only dogs can perceive)

“I burned a kingdom for you today.” She purrs, the skimmering scales along her shoulders flickering in the hazy orange glow of the lantern light. Her hands plant on either side of you, the lower half of her bare, pressed against yours draped in gauzy, shimmering fabric pilfered from the farthest of lands. The mere weight of her draws a deep, wanting hum inside you, like raising water from a boundless well filled to the brim with your adoration for her.

Her words should scare you, should send you curling into yourself as a terrified, frightened thing. A poor maiden helpless against the dragon that brought you here, snatched you from your pitiful life within a dying kingdom. You had been that maiden once, had cowered and been frightened and had watched her with a wary gaze. Yet the dragoness atop you now had earned your trust slowly, had brought you gifts, trophies, had provided for you in a way that made you offer yourself to her in turn.

The depths of her love used to terrify you, her promises to set the world ablaze for you if you commanded her so, to level kingdoms, to slaughter kings and princes and seat you upon their scarlet stained thrones. Yet now the declaration of her carnage sends an illicit thrill through you, has you drag her up and into you. Her lips taste like brimstone, like smoke and promises of destruction. The addiction of her violence drives a coiling warmth rushing to your core- warmed only by the fire on her breath.

“Bella.” She breathes against your lips, and her clawed hand smoothes along your calf, traces your supple flesh annointed with holy oils offered by priests to her in pleas for mercy. “So pretty, bonita.”

The gauzy, shimmering fabric of your dress is pushed up over the curve of your thigh, bunched around your hip and she huffs a laugh at the scar that’s planted there, her own mark breathed into your skin with fire- an ever present reminder that you belong to her.

Never once did you think it would be so, never thought that your emaciated, withering form dressed in rags would sit upon her throne not as a prize but as her queen. 

You spread your legs for her eagerly when her hand dips under the edge of your gown, and Valeria purrs when she finds you already wet to her touch. 

“Needy, mi vida?” She asks, voice low and sliding like silk against the back of your thoughts. 

“Always.” You tell her breathlessly, and when her thumb presses down with the barest hint of pressure on your clit you buck your hips automatically. Valeria drinks down the little whimper that escapes you, laughs as you press your hips up into her palm. 

“Need something?” She asks teasingly and you groan, feel frustration and desire meld with the unfurling warmth inside you. 

“Stop teasing.” You whine, but Valeria withdraws her hand completely you reach for her, eyes lidded and lips parted with an apology. “No, no sorry, wait, Valeria please-”

“That’s my girl.” She husks, and you gasp in surprise as her hips roll down onto yours, offering you a tantalizing kiss of friction that has you arching up from the gold-threaded cushions under you both. “All you had to do was ask, querida.” You know. You know you can ask for anything and she’ll give it to you. Clothes, jewels, treasures, castles, kingdoms, souls- Valeria will plant her offerings at the altar of you and then rise to take your divine blessing. You bestow it upon her in the form of shuddering gasps and bitten pleas, of libations she gathers on her tongue, of the devoted oaths you echo down to her reminding you’re hers, hers, hers….

#valeria garza #valeria garza x reader #valeria x f! reader #valeria x reader #valeria garza x you #thursday night thots #SHES SO SUGAR MOMMY #accidentally burnt my pizza to write this

[nanamimizz]

𝐌𝚶𝐌𝚬𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝚬 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆

tags: wc: 972, 18+ dni, established relationship, reader is on top, dan heng is a virgin, handjob, skinny dipping, mention of blood reader is a slight masochist, sex in a freshwater spring, in his dragon form + has a tail for @itoshisoup love u very much miss mao.

synopsis: here in the spring dan heng loves you most.

The water of the spring was not like the saltwater of his home - it was sweet and slid down his throat as easily as his breath did. When you kiss him, he can taste every note of the spring water that clings to the skin of your lips. Kissing you always felt like a ship through the air, as easygoing as one's heartbeat but it’s different now; here alone and naked in this spring on the planet you took him too as a surprise. Dan Heng shivers and can’t help but moan, he was so sure he knew what silk felt like but not even the finest of the material compares to the drag of your tongue against his. You pull back with a grin and he knows that the pink on his face can be seen by the moon as he reads the smugness in your lips.

“Make that sound for me again Heng’er,” Your words are like the notes of the flute gentle and high into his ears that make his azure blue tail sway in the water where your naked bodies are submerged in. Your hand is soft against his skin and his face grows more warm with how easily your limb fits against the flesh of his thigh. Dan Heng never was the largest of men but when he sees how easily you fit into his form some sort of heat dances along his spine, blistering lust so different to the cool existence the Vidyadhara live he almost doesn’t know what to do with himself. Which is why it is easy for you to take his cock in your hand, his almost purple head peeking from the shallow water you two reside in. The slight glide of your thumb against his head makes another moan tumble out from his chest, pink from the tips of his ears to the center of his chest as the sound of his tail splashing behind you is followed by another laugh.

“Heng’er - are you so easy to please?” You are teasing him again, and you are fairing no better. The pleasant spring is freezing against the lust that burns in your stomach at the sight of the man you love beneath you. Dan Heng was handsome, but in more recent times you can’t help but find him beautiful. A water lily of your own, one you can’t help but cradle in your hand and worship lovingly with the swipes of your fingers. Dan Heng is quick to shake his head; a denial of the truth because when it comes to you - the way your lips shine from the dew in the moonlight and even the strand of his plastered across your face from when you dove right into the water.

Dan Heng will always be pleased and spoiled by the likes of you even when this life cycle ends he will be haunted by the silk of your tongue and the softness of your hands.

“Yes - yes, always if it’s you.” His words tumble out his mouth like rainfall and your hand had gone from teasing him to pumping his length with twisting motions. His veins are worshiped by the lines of your palm, matching and following all of your love lines until his own hands come to gripe at your hips. He hears you hiss at the sting of his claws as they follow the curve of your hips to where your ass begins.

“Yeah? That so Heng’re?” You ask, voice breathless at the admittance and high off the way Dan Heng becomes a sight of wonder when bathed in his lust. His cock is slick, and his usual cool skin burns in your palm, you feel him twitch and your grin grows in time with the volume of his moans. Something can be said about how your eyes turn feline at the last defeated sound Dan Heng, mighty in all other roles but helpless beneath you, makes as his own hand gripes at you like you’d fade away with the pleasure you give onto him. You bite your lip to quiet the soft sound of pleasure that nips at your spine from the delightful sting of the thin scratches that run thin rivers of blood. Dan Heng comes with a shout, the loudest you’ve heard from him yet and you moan in time at the sight of his fang glinting with his own drool as he pants desperately. You coo, your own eyes flickering between his beautiful pleasure-stricken face and watching more strings of his cum dribble out and spill over your knuckles. You open your mouth to tease but you don’t even get your pet name for him out before his elegant hand finds itself on your head to bring you down into a kiss. 

It isn’t elegant, your teeth knock into each other and your tongue is bitten by a stray fang but you moan into it all the same because it is Dan Heng and everything he gives you is perfect. You pull apart with strings of drool sticking between you two and smile at him, truthfully and lovingly - Dan Heng is struck by how beautiful you are all over again. In between pecks, you ask if he wants more, the “real deal” as you call it but he refuses with blushing cheeks and timid eyes.

“I want to have all of you in a more special time, something you deserve.”

He utters, blue eyes watching the small ripples in the water as you smile lovestruck at his admission. Your arms go around him, his face goes to his chest and turns as red as the liner on his eyes when you squeal, “Gege! You’re so romantic!” But still, he smiles in your embrace, as happy as he can be here in the moment in the spring.

#lamb.writes #dan heng smut #hsr smut

[waspsarebetterthanbeesanyways]

Only the Dead 8

part 1

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Barbara’s body is already cold when Damian arrives at the Clock Tower.

She’s slumped over her keyboard. Her back is a mess of claw marks, so many that the back of her shirt is little more than shredded rags. There’s dried blood everywhere -- her chair, the floor, between the keys of her keyboard. It’s ruined.

Cass is hunched over the corpse, and her hands clutch at Barbara’s shoulders. She’s sobbing.

It makes sense, Damian thinks through the haze of his shock. It makes sense that ghosts would find the very elderly, young children, and the disabled to be undesirable as overshadowing targets. The Ghost King would obviously find them more useful as potential new subjects.

His face is wet.

Who are these ghosts to decide who has worth or not? Barbara had been brilliant. Their vigilante operations would have been nothing without her. Why did she have to die?

Why did she have to die like this?

The worst part is that they don’t have time to properly mourn. They have civilians to save, hostiles to eliminate, and family members still left to locate.

Damian fetches Barbara’s spare bedsheets and carefully wraps the body before setting it to the side of the room. The indignity of it rankles; Barbara deserves better, but they have no other options. Cass digs out a med kit. In silence, they splint her wrist and bandage his hands. By the time they’re finished, Jason has settled into a tense slumber, so they give him a once over and treat the worst of his wounds.

Then Cass fetches a spare keyboard, and they get to work. Diagnostics show nothing wrong with the hardware, but every attempt they make to contact the Justice League returns only static. They try to access the Internet, but that just causes the screen to glitch to the point where they’re forced to restart Barbara’s systems. They try to contact Bruce, then Alfred, then Signal. They try for almost two hours, but all attempts fail. They’re on their own.

Barbara would have been able to do something, Damian thinks, burying his face in his hands. Cass stares blankly at the bloodstains.

Jason groans, testing his restraints drowsily. His eyes snap open. “Who the fuck--” he snarls hoarsely, but he snaps out of the oncoming rage quickly when he sees Damian and Cass. “Demon Brat?” he asks. “What happened, why am I tied up, and why are we in the Clock Tower?”

_____

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#tw death #tw ableism #from the evil ghosts not from the good guys #tw corpse #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp crossover #only the dead au #it still stands that i am happy to tag anyone who asks #but wow i did NOT expect so many people to ask

[multifandoms27-blog]

If you have time, could you do some scenarios of four of the TFP Decepticons (of your choice) taking care of their Fem Human S/o while she's on her period?

Absolutely, anon!! Thank you for requesting! <3

~*~*~*

Decepticons included: Megatron, Dreadwing, Predaking and Starscream

Content: Fem! reader, as stated above <3

Warnings: Some profanity

Notes: I always picture the Transformers in a smaller version of their bipedal mode to actually cuddle you with. ALSO this is my first time writing for Transformers for the first time in a while, so this might be shitty. I'm sorry if it is <3

~*~*~*

Megatron

I think we can all agree that none of these mechs will know what the hell you're talking about, girlie (when it comes to periods)

But he's gonna pretend like he knows

Later on when you're not around, he'll research

He's the silent supporter

He'll just grab you some meds, heating pad, hot water bottle, anything you typically need on your period

He wont even ask what you want, he just gives it all to you and just hopes that you'll use it lol

If you want cuddles, he'd most likely give a throaty chuckle (THIS MECH DOES THINGS TO ME I CAN'T-) and go "yes, dear." before giving you what you want

AAAAAAAAA PLEASE MEGATRON PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE JUST A C R U M B OF AFFECTION?!!

sorry. lost control of myself for a second.

He'd cuddle you from behind, obviously being big spoon (BECAUSE WHY WOULDN'T HE-)

BIG servos on your tummy, gently massaging,,, mmmmmm

i need to get a hold of myself I AM SO SORRY-

Dreadwing

Girl you're gonna have to explain to this himbo what human anatomy is, much less what a period is

He wont cuddle you (mans is not a huge cuddler in my opinion-) but he WILL give you moral support

"You're doing great babe" he says from across the room as you're dying

BUT ITS OKAY cause we love him. people still love him right?

He'll be sure to get you meds though. Just cause he's not a cuddler doesn't mean he doesn't love you

"My pain is your pain babe" he says, making you glare at him

Wont understand anything you tell him at first until he looks it up later

He's relatively chill about it, doesn't really see a reason to make a scene about it

Predaking

Another himbo

Except this himbo is a WORRIER

The stereotypical "But babe, if you bleed for seven days, don't you like...die?" kinda mindset, which is why he worries

He doesn't exactly understand that its normal and you're used to it by now, so he's constantly thinking "what if something goes wrong?!"

When you tell him about the wonderful savior that is heating pads, he decides "oh shit, I'm your heating pad now" and will cuddle you whenever your cramps act up

Megatron can wait

You can't

At least, to him <3

Unlike Megatron, Predaking will face you when you cuddle. Or, well, he's curled around you. Dragon form or bipedal form.

You'll be laying on him, pressed into him. He feels like a heater, so you wont be needing your heating pad anytime soon lol

he doesn't know how to massage, but he'll learn if you want him to rub your tummy, or anywhere else that aches

Will give you many kisses, and lull you into many naps <3

Starscream

Oh man

This himbo will act like he knows everything, when he obviously doesn't

"Starscream no, I'm on my period"

"So? Just pee it out"

AKHDHSJGDFSH HE WOULD SAY THAT-

You'd probably lose it laughing I know I would and he'd be all pissy cause you're laughing at him

When you actually explain what's going on, he's a little more sympathetic

Super distant though until it's over cause you laughed at him >:(

Piss baby

Until he misses you, then he gets clingy

It's very confusing and he's all over the place which is NOT helping your cramps

He's screeching about something and you just want him to shut up. Kiss him, girl. Make him cuddle with you cause cramps are HORRIBLE.

DON'T. HAVE. HIM. MASSAGE. SHIT. With those claws, NO. That's gonna do you more harm than good.

Starscream is physically clingy so if you reject his touch he's gonna be all pissy, so just give him kisses as an apology

#megatron x reader #starscream x reader #dreadwing x reader #predaking x reader #tfp headcanons #transformers prime #tfp starscream #tfp megatron #tfp dreadwing #tfp predaking #megatron #starscream #dreadwing #predaking #tfp

[stephdragonness]

CB: Take Care of all your needs

""i can make sure all your needs are taken care of so please doctor.. trust me and we will be both be very happy from end of this deal" Scene From Chapter 2 "Dragons, Mad Doctors and Tea" ---

Steph got up from her seat she walked around the table over to him she leans in on the table close to him, cortex lean back far in his chair wondering what was she doing coming up so close to him. "Doctor Cortex, im a merciful type of gal.. i see people need help from all backgrounds & i will give what u need…you need to trust me on this deal if we are to be working together 'closely', i deserve same respect like i have given to you and we get what we need in helping each other now." she went place her claw hand on the doctor glove hand on the table. Cortex feeling warmth flush up over his face how she was acting towards him.. certainly making him uncomfortable but flattering emotions of this attention he was getting, that flutter from last night started up from his lower limb feeling her claw hand on his gloved hand. "madam i assure you …" before he could say more a claw finger landed on his lip/ moustache to quiet him. She leans closer to him "i can make sure all your needs are taken care of so please doctor.. trust me and will be both be very happy from end of this deal" she said tone was silky, she removed her finger from his lips leave the doctor in silence. Cortex sitting there, his face turning bright orange from all of this, all sounded like she was pursing something promiscuous.. her words were triggering emotions he hadn't felt in awhile. Was very flattering but was this all a act from her or was actually she teasing & flirting real…. tho that side his brain for emotions not had such activity excitement in long long time.. so having hard time putting his thoughts right. ---

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#my art #neocortex #dr cortex #neo cortex #dr neo cortex #crash bandicoot #oc x canon #crashbandicoot #dragon #dragon oc #original character #digital art #artists on tumblr

[wri0thesley]

in my needy submissive but insecure era. wanting a big strong man who takes control but gently. and when u ask,, why is he so focused on you. he whispers in your ear in a low breathy tone that nothing turns him on more than seeing you enjoy yourself. to see how much adoration there is in your eyes. and also tears of overstimulation. he takes your hand in his and pressed it to his crotch, showing you just how much he enjoys you like that (maybe. just maybe he came untouched just by giving you pleasure. who knows)

hhhh something about a person in control who's also down bad for you and about to lose it just because you whimpered and called out their name softly. hhhhhh

this post is diluc and zhongli coded i want them carnally

oh there is something so incredibly hot about coming untouched whilst touching you; diluc grinding so helplessly into the mattress as he uses his mouth on you that he makes a mess of himself. I think zhongli is a little too in control to do that - but that doesn’t stop the dragon in his chest that roars in pleasure and pride at every whine and shake and whimper that he draws from you by mouth or claw or cock.

your pleasure takes precedence, always. zhongli wants you a spoilt petted little thing, someone who expects the pleasure that you deserve and know he will always deliver. wants you melting in his lap, under his touch, until your body knows to greet his like an old friend . . .

#nat.txt #genshin impact posting #not sfw text

[vigilskeep]

im playing as a reaver in da2 for the first time and i'm interested in the devour's animation where hawke reaches out with his hand and then seems to sweep the "life force" near his mouth, with blood and everything. i've seen ppl joking before that reaver hawke bites ppl (which sounded silly), but the idea of them tearing out a piece of enemy with a bare hand and Then munch it seems much scarier to me smh lol...

losing my mind okay so i went to check the dai animations to see if they add anything to this and apparently dai reaver just gives you, like, a giant set of fucking magical claws to sweep through people. okay. sure. i’ll add that to my worldview. why not

anyway. yeah it’s never very clear so a lot of it is up for hc, as far as i can tell. i historically have leaned into the whole biting people most literal interpretation because i think cannibalism is entertaining but nobody’s beholden to that. the animation involves a sort of wrenching hand and a blood effect. technically it’s only ever said that reavers feed on the “essence” or “life force” of their enemies. you could read it as them tearing out a piece of their enemies physically or somehow being able to grab hold of and wrench out life force like it’s a physical substance; i’m guessing they took and ran with that with the dai design, the idea of being able to cut through something more ah essential than flesh. reavers are supposed to be able to feed off pain and death in general

i tend to go for more literal interpretations because of the reaver obsession with blood—the reaver trainer in dai goes on abt how “blood is life”, and regardless of how the power works, you at least definitely have to drink dragon blood to get it, and cassandra talks about reavers in her family using “more and more” so this is probably something you have to keep doing—and dragon age’s obsession with blood as power in general. a reaver in the live action web series dragon age redemption gets sharp teeth as part of the frightening appearance ability so that’s implied as well. for me it just makes it all a bit more visceral and dramatic and emphasises the animalistic change that reavers are supposed to undergo. that being said you could do something pretty visceral w the whole life force thing u just gotta be a bit inventive i suppose

#reaverposting #zevsurana academics

[dragongirlteeth]

Apotheosis

or, why Thorne has the prosthesis she does.

Today is unusual. The administrators have awoken us earlier than usual. 0300 hours. They tell us nothing, but direct us down unfamiliar hallways, through sectors marked forbidden, towards some unknown destination.

It's funny, following orders from things one third your height. It grates on the sense of pride I've been silently nurturing. But they control the facility here, disobedience is futile, an exercise in pain.

So I will bear it.

Concrete hallways give way to an atrium, large enough for all of us, but with no comfort offered. "Wait here," the administrators tell us.

Minutes crawl by. Most take a seat against the walls or lay on the floor.

"Oh-Oh-One!" a voice barks from the end of the room. The silver-scaled figure of 001 stands tall. She marches with guided purpose towards the door, following the diminutive administrator out of the room.

Minutes later the screaming begins. Faint, it echoes down the empty hallways. It's not an unfamiliar sound, pain is a fact of life here. It makes us stronger.

All too soon, it stops.

"Oh-Oh-Two!"

The violet scales of 002 make their exit, with trepidation.

---

Minutes crawl into hours. Sometimes the screaming seems like it will never end. Sometimes it ends unsettlingly quickly.

"Oh-Three-One!"

Me.

I stand, and tread with grim purpose towards whatever fate awaits me. There is no disobeying an administrator.

I follow them into a smaller room off the main hallway. The scent of gore, ozone, and ash fill my nostrils. Lab equipment is lined against the walls of an operating theater, many of its once clean surfaces coated in ichorous blood. Ash dusts the floor, a patchwork of grey dust over once pristine white tiles.

And among it all lay the damning evidence. Scales in near every color of the rainbow. Pieces of those gone before me.

But the administrators are not to be disobeyed.

I lay on the operating table as restraints are placed over my arms. I wonder what death will be like. Painful, no doubt. I simply wonder why, after all the effort put into training us, that the administrators would throw us all away. Too dangerous? Not useful?

A gantry swings overhead, bearing with it a machine bristling with needles. It lowers towards my chest, and with a sudden motion, ten high strength titanium alloy needles sharpened to molecular points pierce through my scaly hide. The pain is bearable, I do not scream.

Fluid begins flowing. Something is suppressing my nerves. Something is making me nauseous. A cold liquid runs in my veins, but my paralyzed muscles are powerless to shiver it away.

A vial drops through the center of this contraption. It glows, but more than that, I can feel it in my soul. A powerful ontological aura surrounds it. The capsule bears the markings of a gene therapy injection, but the contents are like nothing else in the universe.

Dragon Essence.

This is a truth that makes itself known of its own accord. However I was created, some deep, abiding instinct realizes that even in the abstract, the concept of a dragon is an existential threat. A fear soul-deep.

An eleventh needle plunges deep into my chest, piercing my sternum.

Amber light glows as a white hot ember is forced into my body. An ember that will not be contained.

My vision whites out as every nerve in my body echoes a pain deeper than existence. I cannot help but scream. A deep, howling, roaring scream tears itself from my lungs as if the air itself must flee from the god in my chest.

I taste metal, copper and iron and everything beyond. Heat scorches my very bones as the touch of a god caresses my atoms. Blue light echoes around the chamber as energy screams against the boundaries of the universe itself.

I feel a tingling in my right arm. It starts in my claws, and I will myself to see through the pain to witness my fate. The scales of my arm begin to peel away as the atoms underneath are rent into their constituent parts. The flaying light crawls up my arm, all the way up to my shoulder, until my arm ceases its existence.

My chest is near bursting with energy, and I can feel as the radiant light beyond light rips from my back and scorches a part of my wing to ash, no, finer than ash.

BUT I AM NOT TO DIE HERE. I WILL NOT LET THEM UNMAKE ME.

To rival the gods. That is our purpose. The administrators value us because we are built to devour all who would oppose us. If I am to succeed, then I will make this baleful light a part of me. I will take it wholly into my body as mine and mine alone.

The spark of divinity is a delicious meal. My soul tears into it piece by piece, flaying each part from the core, and suckling on the ambrosia within. And with it, the light begins to subside.

No.

The light becomes a part of me. And as the last morsels dissolve away, I breathe again. Ragged, gasping breaths. Blood pours from the socket where my right arm once sat. My right wing is nearly cut off at the joint. All is pain, but no pain compares to that I have now known. Blue light flickers under my scales as I breathe in deep, and release a bellow of pure radiant energy, scorching the air itself into electric light.

Darkness claims my consciousness.

---

I awake to the feeling of an unfamiliar body. I feel powerful, but at the same time so incredibly weak. Sensation once again fills my right arm, but it is... strange. I glance over and see carbon fiber sinew and titanium alloys now comprise that section of my body. A quick flex of my wings reveals that the severed joints there have been similarly replaced.

And a heavy, warm sensation sits on, no, half-submerged in my chest. Inspection reveals some sort of metallic core, emanating otherworldly, yet familiar, heat.

I begin to sit up and see others like me sporting similar augmentations, in various states of consciousness. I can see 002 a few beds down, 026 across from me, a few others I could maybe name if pressed. 001 is not present. Nor are many others.

"Survivors. Congratulations." breaks the cold voice of an administrator.

"You are the first beings ever to successfully contain the power of a dragon."

#oc: thorne #cw: gore #cw: body horror #cw medical abuse #please let me know if i need to tag more warnings this one is a real fucked up one

[chargeeboltz]

mha characters as pokemon gym leaders

normal gym: deku (aka small might)

- his ace: silvally (sets up sword dance and ev trains speed and attack) he holds focus sash and uses a hyper potion immediately after,, he named it Stall Might and it was gifted to him by All Might

- bouffalant (assault vest, double edge, head charge, earthquake, shadow claw)

- maushold bc he thought it was too cute to leave behind ! uses eject pack so he dips when stats r lowered !!! gives it population bomb ,, fucks up ur mons with encore taunt and toxic trio (ev trained attack and speed bc deku is mad toxic)

- this mfer has a slaking with the highest defense possible and a chesto berry !! he gives him rest, sleep talk, protect and drain punch ,,, he will make u cry

- farigiraf king,, holding choice specs and has a armor tail ability !! he gives him psychic, shadow ball, dazzling gleam and hyper voice! he’s meant to just absolutely ruin any counters you have

dragon gym: bakugo (aka murder king)

- his ace: turtonator because of the explosive shell on his back !!! he gives him a rocky helmet and loads him with fire blast, dragon pulse (for the 100% accuracy), sunny day and solar beam. he names him fire explosion lord

- he runs garchomp especially for the dragon/ground type,, gives him a persim berry and runs outrage, swords dance, fire fang and stone edge!!

- bakugo has a duraludon specially to fuck deku up, with blunder policy,, steel beam, toxic,, focus blast and then protect

- hydreigon is bakugos baby and he literally carried him on his shoulder until he could not physically carry him but he will never admit that !! he carries a roseli berry to protect him,, and runs dragon pulse, earth power, flash cannon and taunt just to fuck with the fairies <33

- bakugos only real rivalry is deku because no one else could even come close to challenging his hydreigon ,,, he also only has 4 mons because he believes he’s unstoppable with four

rock gym: kirishima (aka mountain)

- strong as shit but too soft to hurt anyone <33 was offered to be on the elite four but he wanted to train the witness the progress of new pokemon trainers first

- his ace is absolutely a tyranitar ;P when you challenge him for the second time,, he mega evolves !! he runs sand stream,, body press (100% accuracy bc he’s smart like that), iron defense,, stone edge and crunch >:))

- kirishima has a glimmora just bc of the toxic debris ! this is his setup mon and he teaches you to never trust a stat altering move again. kirishimas glimmora exists to make you realise that every single opponent has a plan when they send out their pokemon

- coalossal?! he runs solar beam, sunny day, power gem and fire blast !!! goofy lil boy <3

#bnha hcs #mha hcs #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugo #bakugo hcs #bakugo x reader #bnha #mha #chargeeboltz #Pokémon #kirishima eijirou #kirishima #kirishima hcs #deku #Deku hcs #izuku #midoriya izuku #izuku hcs #midoriya Izuku hcs

[sp1rit-realm]

₊‧꒰ა 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ⧿ 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐩𝐬! 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞!

Happy 900!!!! Ummm Marauders maybe? but if you think someone else fits better I assure you I don’t mind.

Where to start, i’m pretty quiet, like very very soft spoken until im really comfortable in a room. Once I know someone I’m still quiet in volume but then i can talk for at least 15 minutes straight without losing my rhythm and i get very very animated, lots of facial expressions, too many hands waving around. I like reading but I can’t call myself a bookworm because I take too long to finish them and usually give up so i’m more of a book dragon. I love writing and art and being creative and I love to learn but i hate to be graded. My favorite color is burgundy and my favorite season is whatever one it currently is until the very end and i’m sick of it, then i like whichever one is coming next. I like to collect things and i’m way too sentimental. I like rain and leather jackets and i don’t know if you want any physical attributes but im short enough that literally everyone comments when i wear tall shoes (i have platform doc martins with a heel so it’s only like 4 inches which i guess is a lot over all but even then Im only up to like 5’6-‘7 barely) And my hair is stuck an almost auburn color because I dyed it dark plum/burgundy in november and now the final claws of goldish red are dug in and i don’t see it letting go, which is especially annoying because my roots are returning much lighter than i last remember but I’ve been dying my hair since at least last June so i don’t know what I really expected. I have identity crises over my hair at least every other week.

In terms of how I love people it’s very much however it works with that person. I like when people like to pay attention to me and look for me in a room and that kind of thing, I also really like to be held and have my hair played with,,,,i find dogs very relatable (but don’t let that sway your decision in anyway, do what your heart tells you)

I’m sure 900 people leads to a lot of asks, but i have no idea, so please take your time and don’t feel rushed or obligated at all. I am so proud of this milestone for you and i’m so proud of all the people coming to their senses to appreciate such a talented spirit like you 💖💖💖

HI MARA!!!!!! THANK U SO MUCH

if you mean marauders era in general, i say (drumroll please)

you and dorcas!

to me, her character is very laid back, but secretly she's so passionate. like, she pretends she doesn't care, but really secretly does. she would adore all the things you collect, and will listen to anything you have to say about them. she'd still have to lean down to kiss you. she would say, "really? new hair again, mara?" and then she would whisper to you, "it's cute, makes your eyes pop." because nobody can know that she adores anybody, until you become official. then, she can't stop talking about you. she will read books to you as you lay your head on her lap, hair being played with. she would dance with you in the rain. she would steal your jacket because it smells like you, and because it means everybody knows you're hers. she would sit and listen to you rant/ramble/infordump and watch lovingly as your mouth moves a mile a second and your tongue gets all twisted. she would hang up your art, proudly displaying it as to say: "yeah, my girlfriend? they're perfect, and talented, and beautiful, and look at this art they made." she would kick someone's teeth in for you, and she winks at you during her quidditch games, loving how much you blush; stark red in the sea of green.

#mara ✩‧₊˚ #i had so much fun with this #dorcas meadowes #mara and dorcas my new otp #hannah has asks #₊‧꒰ა 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ #₊‧꒰ა 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ #sp1rit realm

[jiracheer]

From the prompt list, can I get an Ingo x Reader with prompt 20, I could see Ingo waking up too earlier and see Reader doing something instead of sleeping (it's up to you on what's Reader was doing)

authors note: u sure can honeybee!! hopefully, this is a-okay!! there might be,,, a few mistakes,,, bc I am writing this at 3AM help I'm matching the prompt JSNG

prompt: “It’s three in the morning…”

tags: gender-neutral reader and this is a bit silly <3

Ingo was usually a heavy sleeper. Note, usually. So when the heavy clatter of pots and pans met his ears one fateful night, the poor conductor had no choice but to get out of bed to figure out what was going on. 

As he began his journey downstairs, he figured it would not hurt to start thinking about what was happening below. 

His first thought was his Crustle. The bug type did have a bad habit of going into the cupboard to play with the Exadrill when it was a Drillbur. Often he, or his beloved partner, had to reach in to grab both Pokemon to keep things within the cupboard pristine. Those were fond memories, ones he held close to his heart. And yet he cannot help but remember the damage done inside the cupboard and to his appliances. 

But Crustle had lost its interest in the cuddy some time ago, a few months after it evolved.

So maybe it was Haxorous? The dragon-type was always known to go into the kitchen late at night to see if it could sneak a quick bite to eat. 

Chandelure was out of the picture. Ingo was looking right at it as he walked down the hall towards the staircase. 

Excadrill couldn't have caused all that noise, as it decided to sleep outside in the garden where it felt more at home underground. His Durant and Klinklang always slept in the tub for some odd reason- Ah, never mind that. He had to get down to the bottom of all this ruckus! 

As his feet met the plush carpet of the stairs, he began to wonder if it was Emmet. He did have the bad habit of making too much noise, awake or asleep. So he was already preparing a scolding for his younger brother. Surely Emmet would understand that he shouldn’t be making so much noise! What would their neighbors think? Or his beloved Y/N- 

“Hi, honey.” 

Ingo had to rub his eyes and blink twice in order to take in the sight before him. There you sat, clad only in the oversized shirt he had gifted you when you first started dating in college, and around you where most of his Pokemon. 

Crustle sat comfortably next to you, chowing down an Occa berry. 

Haxorus laid behind you, half-conscious eating its Yache berry, with Exadril covered head to toe in dirt next to Haxorus. Sat in its pile of soil kicking its feet while it ate whatever was in its claws. 

“Y/N,” Ingo took in the deepest breath he could muster in an attempt to collect his patience before looking over at the oven's clock. “Y/N. It is three in the morning...” 

“Yeah, I know.” 

“Then why are you awake?” 

With a shrug you leaned back against Haxorus, throwing a foot over the other to take on a much more lazy posture. You scratched at Crustle’s rock shell before giving him an explanation. “I was hungry, and so were your Pokemon. So we got ourselves a bit of a snack before hitting the hay.” 

Your explanation was easy and straight to the point, just how Ingo liked it. You knew that. You watched as his tired expression grew confused for a moment before softening. “Then what was all of that noise, dearest?” He at least needed an explanation for that. 

He looked around and didn’t see any of their pristine iron pans anywhere, so he wondered if maybe they cleaned up before he reached the kitchen. However, you glanced at your boyfriend’s Pokemon and they nervously glanced back. Sharing your same energy. 

Everyone collectively refused to make eye contact and continued to eat in silence. 

“Y/N. What was that noise?” Ingo repeating himself made your ass cheeks clench, so with an awkward swallow, you cleared your throat. “Durant got in the cupboards because it saw Crustle trying to get in there, and now we don’t know where it is.” You admitted rather bashfully, finally looking up to make eye contact with Ingo who now looked at his wit's end. 

“I-I promise we’re looking for it! Klinklang is scanning the perimeter and we’ll have it back before morning-” 

“I’m going back to bed, love. Goodnight. And goodnight to you all as well.” The Subway master offered a loving pat to each one of his Pokemon’s heads before leaning down to give you a sweet kiss. And as much as you wanted to enjoy it, you paused when Ingo looked down at you with his hand settled behind your neck. 

“If any of our pots or pans are chewed or destroyed by Durant… You’re buying us a new set.” And with that Ingo went straight to bed while you and your boyfriend’s team frantically searched the cupboard for the steel ant Pokemon. Hoping and praying it wasn't craving any aluminum or stainless steel.

#. 🥣 fics #pokemon x reader #pokemon ingo x reader #subway master ingo x reader #submas ingo x reader #ingo x reader

[dinodogs]

Working on some dragon biology so heres team rwby! I wanted to try and make some differences between how I draw the tribes and certain characters so these 4 are my guinea pigs. I also wanted to try and make Ruby and Yang look more like hybrids. Sorry about the watermark, tryna keep AI and thieves away from my stuff :( I've got dysgraphia so my handwriting sucks, so I'll add all the notes right here for u guys Ruby (Sky/sand hybrid) - Big ears (sandwing trait) - Her frill gives her bangs - big eyes like a bird of prey (skywing trait) - bird like talons with a long thumb talon to keep grip on prey (skywing trait) - Big teeth, made to rip off big chunks of meat and eat them whole like a bird would (skywing trait) - She has a sandwing barb now but it has no poison in it, so she's just got a knife on her tail.

Weiss (icewing) - Retractable, serrated claws - Small teeth like an orcas, meant to shred instead of rip - long ears - only royals have antlers, she's yet to really grow her antlers to their full size

Blake (Nightwing) - bat lookin nose - big ears like a bats as well - Small claws - Teeth are meant to chew instead of just swallow it whole - Big eyes for night vision Yang (Sand/night hybrid) - Chunky paws and talons (sandwing trait) - Nightwing ears like Blakes - her missing arm is made of wood - Has a stinger with poison in it - Long and very messy frill - smallish claws, not exactly nightwing claws but also not sandwing claws.

#rwby #wof #rwby wof au #wings of fire #sandwing #nightwing #icewing #sand/sky #sand/night #dragon #dragon biology #my art #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #team rwby

[original-character-championship]

Bracket C Round 1

Poll 27

Vex (@mirthal) vs. Coda Booker (@techtordoestuff)

181. Vex (@mirthal)

They/he/it

They are my first oc and one I am really proud of. Vex is one of the last of humanity after a mysterious disaster turned everyone into large dark humanoid creatures with bright white eyes and large smile. Vex was nearly turned into one but the suit he wears prevents their transformation from completing. I use them as an outlet to explore my feelings of isolation and how much of society feels threatening to me. Their suit is based off of the Prowler and the Tinkerer from Spiderman. (This started out as a spider-sona.)

It's suit is black with V-shaped indentations going all the way down. These indentations are neon purple, which is meant to be the energy preventing him from transforming leaking out into light. This suit also includes gauntlets that allow him to claw through metal and boots that can release some energy in a burst to allow him to jump further, jump in the air, or kick harder. On top of this suit, it also wears a black hoodie even though the hoodie doesn't actually warm them up. It just looks nice. (can you feel the spider-sona roots yet) Sorry for the bad art

182. Coda Booker (@techtordoestuff)

they/them

“did you ask for their whole life’s story??” “no” “would you like it”

i’m so sad that i haven’t actually written anything with them yet, but imma link the slides for anyone who wants to check it out (please link it fr) https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/109IvySmfUfL45Vr9nPRF9rWSTGP8-Uybs0yB-R2AYEc/edit

so they’re from a lego ninjago fanfiction. they were born like couple hundred years before even wu and garmadon. they were abandoned as a wee babe as the only condition for their parents to not get divorced, because their mom cheated on her husband. they grew up on the streets morro style, and they knew mystaké, she would give them food sometimes.

they were kidnapped by their bio dad and killed, but someone in cloud kingdom did a silly goofy and revived them with no memories. they were found by jay and nya when they were getting nya’s stuff from the blacksmith shop and were taken back to the monastery to see if wu had any tea to jog their memories. nothing worked, and they ended up staying at the monastery. they have this whole internal conflict about not being able to remember, and there’s a lot of anxiety about it, so they start to sort of chronical the ninjas’ adventures. they give themself the last name “booker” from this.

they became really close with nya because the two of them were alone at the monastery together a lot. they found out that nya was samurai x almost immediately, and joined her as the sundalo (they used the training course to help regain help and whatnot, so they’re decently athletic). they had a bet going on who the green ninja would be, and they won because lloyd’s the literal grandson of god and they’re not an idiot.

they love to cook, and have a lowkey rivalry with zane. they’re always trying to one up each other. when nya becomes a ninja, they annoy wu into letting them be the yellow ninja: “the element of ✨surprise✨”.

they get their memories back in s6 cause of their wishes, plus they wish to never be able to forget and for nothing to undo their past wishes, so they remember everything. they make sure morro gets revived in DotD (he goes off on his own for a bit and comes back during s9).

they don’t get a chance to talk to mystaké in s8 when they see her for the first time since being revived, and she’s dead by the time they get back from the realm of oni and dragons (we love those mommy issues 😔). after zane gets zapped to the neverealm in s11, they go stay with skylor and meet their bestie beep (it’s important to the story, but sadly is a different character. no ranting about beep). they find out that the ninja are trapped in the neverealm when the preeminent attacks again, and they get pissed. one of their responses to grief is that they get really violent.

they end up accidentally hurting beep and nya confronts them on a rooftop (it’s always on a rooftop). they go to therapy. shocking, i know. they also force lloyd to go to therapy and eventually get him an emotional support dog after learning about the whole thing with akita. they’re very silly goofy and much blorbo :D

damn, i wrote a lot. Sorry

#oc championship #tournament poll #round 1 #bracket c #181 vex #182 coda booker

[reddowind]

If your fankids asks the player to trade pokemon with them, which pokemon will they give to the player?

Sounds interesting! Ok, this will be a little sneak peek of my fankids team! Because, just like in the game. Each character would give the player a pokemon based on their team so....

Shinki would give you a shiny Shinx in LV. 15 with Jolly Nature and also with the following movesets..

Howl

Quick Attack

Night Slash

Shock Wave

Ability : Guts (HA)

Tera Type : Flying

Hold Item : -

Kaima would give you a Bagon in LV. 31 with Jolly Nature and also with the following movesets..

Take Down

Dragon Claw

Crunch

Defense Curl

Ability : Rock Head

Tera Type : Dragon

Hold Item : -

Koharu would give you a Bulbasaur in LV. 15 with Modest Nature and also with the following movesets..

Petal Dance

Toxic

Growth

Sludge Bomb

Ability : Chlorophyl

Tera Type : Poison

Hold Item : -

Keiji would give you a Poliwag in LV. 24 with Random Nature and also with the following movesets..

Ice Punch

Muddy Water

Hypnosis

Rain Dance

Ability : Swift Swim (HA)

Tera Type : Water

Hold Item : -

Yuno would give you a Sprigatito in LV. 15 with Jolly Nature and also with the following movesets..

Play Rough

Petal Blizzard

Sucker Punch

U-turn

Ability : Protean (HA)

Tera Type : Water

Hold Item : -

The rest will be added soon after i decided the team for each of my fankids!

#reddowind #reddowind_kids #ask reddo #danganronpa v3 #non despair au #saimatsu #momoharu #kaimaki #oumeno #danganronpa fankid #pokemon #sprigatito #bagon #shinx #poliwag #bulbasaur #shinki saihara #kaima momota #keiji momota #koharu saihara #yuno ouma