#he protec the hat

[basementdwellerinthestars]

A harmless symbiotic entity that attaches itself to Mirror Slimes and Mirror Slimes alone. This creature, technically a plant, mimics the once-plentiful lotus flowers to help hide the slimes from predators.

In cases that this tactic doesn't work, the 'lily pad' is actually a highly dense plane due to extreme levels of calcium found within it. Many predators struggle to break through it, especially when it can move to intercept attacks. That being said, this movement is limited to the surface of the Mirror Slime.

How the Calcaneus gets these high levels of calcium is also in part due to the Mirror Slime. In return for protection, the Mirror Slime seeks out stray bones found in the waters of the Fall Zones and absorbs them.

After absorbing the bones, its acidic properties start to dissolve them, letting the roots of the Calcaneus absorb the slurry and harden its shell. This is the majority of its diet.

While the Calcaneus is technically not a plant by definition, it largely looks and acts like one. Due to this, it is mistakenly filed under flora as a sub species of Lotus Flower.

#Munova #Fantasy #Fantasy Fauna #Fauna #Original Fantasy #Creature design #creature #Creaturepedia #Just a little guy #Hat shaped man #Look at him go #he do a protec

[victoria1676]

Head empty.

Only child reader meeting soft AU reader from Leave Me Alone.

Child Reader: :D

Chat: [PROTEC! PROTEC THE SMILE!] [widepeposmile] [New sibling located.] [I want to see her commit war crimes with Tommy.] [Dadza, Mumza, get the adoption papers!]

Streamer Reader: :0 *Big sibling instincts activated*

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Phil in the chat: [Who’s the small one?]

Streamer Reader without hesitation: Family.

Phil, unphased: [Pog.]

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Wilbur in chat: [Taking a break from forming a cult to visit. Still stuck in another world?]

Streamer Reader: Gee, I can only wonder. >:/

Child Reader: :D ?

Wilbur: […I see you’ve acquired a gremlin. Can’t wait to affectionately bully them.]

Streamer Reader: …Mods, time out Will for a bit.

Wilbur: *Offended Crowbur noises*

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Technocrow: [Did you adopt an orphan?]

Streamer Reader: Nope. I am the parental figure now.

Technocrow: […Fine but they’re on thin fucking ice.]

Streamer Reader: >:0 Don’t curse in front of the child!

Tommy, having been lurking in chat: [F U C K !]

Streamer Reader: NOOOOO-!!!

KXMSKSMAKSNSK PLEASE I HAVE BEEN CACKLING ON THIS AND IT WAS CUTEEEE X3

Dsmp/Sbi Reader will lose her shit seeing Chasm seeing an adorable child hugging a hydro fungi and giving her smile of innocence that makes her motherly/big sis instinct start working if you also mix her bird instinct as well (Goddamn it Philza)

Legit if both au worlds collide legit this would happen no joke.

I can just see Dsmp/sbi Reader just working on her build and chasm child reader is playing some child proof machines which the child find it fascinating with Mushi who is just hovering above her and then suddenly a familiar bucket hat crow is legit hopping towards child reader who is just confused while Dsmp/sbi reader glances with a double take seeing her crow that has her dads bucket hat indicating Phil is in the chat WHEEZE

Mumza is just gonna be happy for another member of the family UwU

Wilbur is unfortunetly not allowed to bully the new child or else he gonna get whack by Dsmp/sbi reader HAHAHAHAHAHH I can just imagine poor the confusion from Child reader on seeing a crow with a beanie getting a time out WHEEZE

BRO I CAN IMAGINE THE MOMENT TECHNO APPEARS READER JUST MAKES SURE TO PULL THE MINI SWORD OF TECHNOCROW IN CASE IF THE CROW HURTS CHILD READER 😂😂😂😂

And Tommy just appearing in the chat and sat infront of child reader to swear but Mushi headbutted the crow as you can hear screams of Tommy while DSMP/SBI reader is just losing her shit UwU

I might actually think of this kind of au of both worlds colliding soon 🤔

#sagau #genshin impact self aware #genshin self aware #self aware genshin #genshin sagau #genshin impact #genshin self aware au #self aware au #genshin impact x dream smp crossover #sagau dsmp reader #sagau x dream smp #sagau x dsmp #genshin impact x dsmp crossover #genshin crossover #genshin impact x minecraft crossover #sagau crack #genshin crack #mcyt crack #mcyt crossover #chasm child reader #child reader #a child's innocence #fluff #genshin fluff #mcyt fluff #sbi fluff

[lumenflowered]

Pelipper mail! A nightmare. It's not yours.

There is a corpse, bleeding from the back, sprawled out at your feet. The sight is not unfamiliar, but your scream comes out as a choked gasp. You fall to your knees and grasp her cold, limp wrist.

"Queen Sonia! Oh, no, no, no! Queen Sonia!"

The killer. He just laughs, a long, cruel, thing, crazed with blood. The red moon rises. All you see is red. Blood, staining your hands, eyes, red, red, red...

You save Rauru. Rauru saves you. But you didn't save her.

"Sonia," you cry. You cry alone, on the barren stone in the middle of the castle grounds, where the crimson glow of the moon crawls around you.

You should have been faster. You should have been stronger. You shouldn't have been such a damn fool, you fucking pile of waste, not enough, never enough. It's always your fault, isn't it? Why is it always your Goddess-damned fault?

She cared for you like a mother, and this is how you repay her?

I shoul d have been

T hat . She

S u posed to protec t peo ple. To prote c t her I fa iled I always f aill

#ooc: ty for the nightmare <3 #musharna mail #pelipper mail #tw nightmare #totk spoilers

[zhensheng]

i suspect everyone will be too busy on 31st to go to socials so ill post it now

HAPPY NEW YEAR🎉🎉🎉🎉

this one was like one of the toughest one i remember in my short life but it's becoming a thing of the past now. i don’t want to console myself with false hope, but i really want next year to be the year when everything will work out and become, if not good, then at least normal

and ive been here on tumblr about half a year now!!!! ive never made so long posting my art on socials and the main reason im still here is you guys!! thanks you all for giving me all this support and appreciation, ily all💖 wish you to be happy next year, i think we all need this

AND the art‼️‼️‼️ tbh i wanted to make a gif but it went ugly so i just hope video will be fine!! look at the sweaters!!!!! look at the socks!!!!!!! the hat!!!!!!!!!!

they're meeting the new year in a safehouse in Kyiv and everything is fine with them😭 sons😭😭😭

single pictures undercut and see ya in 2024🏃‍♂️

rizhik unravels dreadlocks on winter so he could wear hats properly!! giggling and kicking my feet!! he's always cold so he protec his ears!! tearing off the covering from the floor and the wallpaper from the walls!!!!

#i say “this was the tough year” and find myself bold with the kremlin in the background☠️ #if yknow yknow #s.t.a.l.k.e.r art #s.t.a.l.k.e.r. #stalker #сталкер #art #s.t.a.l.k.e.r. oc #oc #oc art #original character

[hergan416]

The Funnies

I think this is the last thing I have to say for now about Volume 5?

I really adore the sense of humor in Moriarty the Patriot.

long/spoilers/etc

Like...the fact there is an ongoing comic in the bonus pages of the manga called "Louis the Depressed." And this one is about how William hasn't smiled in a while.

(Never mind how much he was smiling at Holmes in the train, I'm sure those don't count Louis. Protec your brother, I know, I know)

But then, William has no sense of humor or something? Everyone does really silly stuff to try to make him laugh and he just... doesn't?

(An aside: Louis puts the burn on the wrong side of his face (which if I didn't already like parting my hair that way I would fucking take advantage of when I am him next Halloween because I really want to get a costume together for him. I have a top hat already. I know how to dye my hair. I wear glasses. I love formal fancy clothes. I own a pocketwatch. I CAN DO THIS))

ANYWAY

They are trying to cheer William up and it's not working and everyone is talking about avenging each other and making a strategy meeting into a joke... and Albert.

Albert walks in with a book for William and it's one he's already read before. Very mundane and normal and...

I love this family so much. I love the sense of humor and lightness to the manga. I love how these things are referenced later (like Louis' feelings in the first Louis the Depressed, which end up being relevant in the Hunting of the Baskervilles).

#moriarty the patriot #moriarty brothers #william james moriarty #louis james moriarty #albert james moriarty

[capitan-baohao]

BEHOLD My best BOY my dearest friend from Pokemon Legends Arceus. His name is Marco (well you can guess WHY) he protec he atack but most importantly he has a cool hat LOOK AT HIS FEATHERS LOOK AT HIS HUGE WIIIIIINGS

#decidueye #pokemon legends arceus #hisui region #rowlet the best starter ever

[gamequeenanya]

Jeremy's Investigation Reports

Summary: Jeremy Fitzgerald is a detective looking to solve the crimes that took place at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza. These are his notes before "The Bite of '87"!

...

Taking a draw on my cigar, I wondered what awaited me in the establishment tonight. It was tough work, but it was worth it if I can stay long enough to get to the bottom of this years-long mystery of the missing kids. Seemed bad luck plagued this establishment.

As I put out my cigar, and threw it out, I took a second to breathe. Closing my eyes, I prepared myself. Then I entered through those red painted doors.

All eyes were on me. Kids and parents stared at my dark demeanor. I looked like a film noir protagonist with my trench coat and hat. Didn't blame em, but it did nothing to ease my nerves.

I came to Mr. Afton's office. Taking a deep breath, I knocked. It sounded hollow.

There was a creak, and the door opened. Mr. Afton was there; he was a tall, slim, brunet man. His eyes were a striking blue, but they looked dead and dull. It was eerie. He seemed to be judging me, looking from my head to toe.

I was young, brown eyes and blond hair. I didn't usually have confidence issues, but as Mr. Afton's eyes bore into me, I faltered a bit. I was also about two inches shorter than him.

He glared down at me and I had to look away to remember what I wanted.

"Yes, sir. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Through gritted teeth, he smiled and nodded.

"Come, sit down." Then, looking around he seemed to reconsider. "Actually, let's go for a walk instead. The weather by the lake is beautiful."

I coughed. "Uh... Mr. Afton, please..."

But he insisted, so here I am walking with my boss after hours through the park. The river's quite beautiful, the sun shining on its ripples.

"Yes, I founded the company with my good friend Henry back in 197-..."

"Sir," I said. "I haven't come to quiz you. I just came to talk about what your friend told me last night.

"Friend?"

"A Mr. Scott Rogers."

"Ah yes, a fine, hardworking chum! A little too talkative though..."

"Focus," I said, having to take a deep breath. "He told me someone tampered with the animatronics. You didn't see anyone from 10-11:30 sneak into the back room, did you?"

He paused to think.

"Hm, now that you mention it, I did see someone." There were the edges of a smirk on his face. "It was Scott. He seemed a bit skittish, so I asked him to stay with me until 12 tonight. I saw him sneak into the back room but didn't say anything. I was a little bit afraid of him, to be honest..."

"You were afraid, yet you asked him to stay?" I said, a little taken aback.

"Yes, well..." He gritted his teeth and looked down. "I wanted to give the poor little guy a chance... Perhaps I shouldn't have. He always seemed suspicious to me; so nervous and unsure about everything..."

I paused to write this all down. Then I thought it over. "I wouldn't say that makes him suspicious. Maybe he's just scared... I have to admit, I feel unsettled with all those animatronics watching me, and their free-roaming mode doesn't help!"

"Hmm... But he could also be scared of getting caught..." He looked at me like we were both in on some company secret.

"Right. Uhh, I'll talk to him." I shrugged, deciding that's all I needed from Afton right now.

...

An hour later, I tracked down Scott.

"Hey," I said softly. "May I ask you a few questions?"

"Uhhh..." He looked side to side nervously. "S-sure!"

I put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble. Come with me."

We walked together through the same park by the river. I got the feeling he was hiding something, but like this he wouldn't trust me. There was still some tension in the air so I tried to calm him down.

"Scott," I said, "I know this must be scary for you, but I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise."

Looking up at me, his eyes seemed so desperate and hopeful that there was a way out for him. But then they clouded over and he shook his head.

"I-I-I c-can't!"

"We'll put you in a witness protection program. It'll be alright... But I need you to trust me. Can you do that?"

"Of course I trust you Jeremy! I-it's nothing personal... I'm just not able to s-say anything... I-I'm sorry!"

I offered a hug and to my surprise, he gripped my tightly. Holding him close, I patted his back.

"J-Jeremy, please... M-my life may be in danger here. I-I don't think the person who did it w-will be fooled by some protection program... I-I'm sorry..." Grasping me tighter, he sobbed into my chest. Patting his back, I did what I could to comfort him. I understood perfectly what he meant. But until we got someone who could testify, the mystery would never be solved. "J-Jeremy, please. Do you think you could stay until the end of the week? I-I like you... And I k-know you can solve this if given enough time..."

I gulped, hoping he was right.

Pulling away, he smiled up at me, wiping away the rest of his tears. I smiled back reassuringly.

...

After writing down my findings, I had a pretty good idea of who was behind all this. But I needed proof. There were two men at Fazbear's late last night. One acted dismissive of the other while the other seemed scared.

Coming in the next day, I saw Scott reading to the children. He always seemed so nice. Yet because of that it would be easier to lure children, I thought. How would someone like William gain children's trust?

Well, that was what I was looking to find out.

William was my main suspect, but as sad as it was to say, Scott wasn't quite off the hook. I wanted to protect him, but what if the sob story he'd given me was a trap...?

Looking over, I saw one of the children had started to cry. His parents were trying to calm him down. He seemed upset about the sad direction the story had taken. Scott flinched, looking at the end of the book. It didn't look good...

So, doing what he does best, he started ad-libbing the rest of the story. He gave it a happy ending instead. The little boy seemed to cheer up at that. I smiled.

I went to my boss' office. I had to know something.

"You know, I've noticed the children seem to trust Scott..."

There was a smirk before William looked serious. "So, you think he did it?"

I looked away, and back at him. "Lets not jump to conclusions."

"Right, right..." William muttered. "So, is there anything else you wanted to know?"

"Yeah," I replied. "How well do you get along with the children...?"

William scowled. "I'd rather spend time anywhere else. Besides, they don't seem to like me, how would I be able to gain their trust?"

"I see." I wrote it down in my notebook. "Thank you, sir. That is all."

At the end of the day, I had a hunch as to who the culprit was. I just needed to find out how. One more day, that was all I needed!

I never liked Afton, but he had a point. How could he lure the kids to the back room if the children distrusted him? That would throw the blame squarely on Scott's shoulders. But I had a feeling Afton was leading me.

The next night I would find out.

As I worked to stay alive, I heard poor old Scotty leave me a message. He sounded concerned that I'd sneaked back to work another night. However, something seemed off about him tonight, though I couldn't place what. It seemed he was a little hypocritical tonight; wanting me to stay close to the animatronics when in previous nights he'd asked me to stay away.

My breath caught in my throat. There wasn't someone in the room with him, right...?

Before I could finish my train of thought, I saw Mangle had moved into my room. I used my flashlight to get rid of her.

What was I thinking about again...? Eh, forget it. It's best to focus on staying alive!

After the night was done, I wrote down my last clues. I remember Phone Guy had mentioned a yellow suit; I checked the backroom and sure enough there it was! So that was how Afton lured the kids - by disguising himself as a trusted character!! I felt my blood boil in rage.

Going to the phone, I gathered up the recorded tape as proof in the investigation and put it in my bag. Things were going well! The killer would go to jail at last and justice would be served!

Or so I thought...

...

I was a little loopy that morning and did as Phone Guy asked. Staying close to the animatronics - but not too close - and watching over the kids.

There was a scream. Panicking, I ran to see a child had hurt themselves on one of Mangle's exposed parts. Who's brilliant idea was it anyway to have a disassembling attraction anyways!? I reached into my bag for a bandage and applied it the the child's leg. But just as I leaned down, Mangle opened his jaws.

Well, you know the rest. Heh.

I was rushed to the hospital, and they removed what was left of the frontal lobe in my brain. Scotty must have been a real nerd, since he knew the name for it and I didn't. He was there with me, I realized as I sat in the bed. Scotty had been the one to call an ambulance. Smiling up at him, I reached over to ruffle his hair.

"Oh. Heh, hey there..." Scott said, grinning up at me guiltily.

"Hey," I said. "Is it just me, or am I forgetting something? It was urgent, I think..."

"Uhh, you mean your detective work?"

"Yeah."

"I got your bag right here!" He showed it to me. I reached for it and looked inside. Alright; so the documents were all still there. I felt surprisingly numb, considering how important this investigation was. But considering my whole frontal lobe was missing, I should be thankful I'm even alive.

Later that night, William came to visit me. I was suspicious of his motives but I humored him in our conversation. He thought he was being coy but I saw him take my reports out of the bag and shred them. He also destroyed the tapes.

It should have made my cry, hop up and down in anger, and feel terrified that my boss was most likely going to kill me. I should have protested; but instead I felt nothing.

Instead of killing me though, Afton left with a huge smug smirk on his face, looking directly at me. I exhaled, not realizing I was holding in my breath. It was alright; things would be alright, I told myself, trying to be positive like Scott. But I knew deep down that things would not be.

The murderer got away with it. I failed.

And without my frontal lobe, I couldn't even feel upset about it.

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #jeremy fitzgerald #phone guy #william afton #mention of lore and theories #general dark theme #serious fic #bad ending #I hope I was accurate here heh #also this includes my hc that phone guy was being watched/threatened by afton on night 6 #poor sweetie pie deserved better! #also jeremy #jeremy deserved better too #my writing #gen fics

[vorish-ramblings-after-dark]

A Close Encounter (Original Rendition)

This is the original version of the fic I've previously written. It's best to look up the series T/U/G/S. Fic under the cut.

You look down at the dark water of the ocean under your feet as you dangle helplessly from the crane above you. You didn’t exactly have the greatest day today. Earlier you were mugged before you even made it to work. Your hand was smashed under a crate, but thankfully your hand is unharmed. You tripped over nothing and fell face first into concrete, nearly giving yourself a concussion and now the same thugs who robbed you earlier today had tied your hands together and you’re now dangling from the crane late at night. 

The thugs have long since left, leaving you alone and helpless in the air. You’re an easy target for any tug in the area, especially a Zed-Stack at this time of night. Your day can’t get any worse can it? Your heart sinks as you hear the sound of a familiar whistle break the silence. Hercules. 

Seems he has just returned to a port from a week long trip overseas. There’s a high chance he is famished. You quickly lift your head and see the light on his hat pierce through the darkness. Judging by his head movement, he seems to be looking for something. Great. Not a good start. Seems he hasn’t spotted you yet. You hope he doesn’t see dangling from the crane. You hold your breath as Hercules gets closer. His light shines at the crane, barely missing you and he stops. He’s much closer now. You look up and you lose all color from your face. His light is shining right on the rope you’re dangling from. He rests there for a moment before approaching you. You begin to hyperventilate as you try to break free of your bindings, focused on the rope that has bound your hands together. 

You freeze as you feel hot humid air against your small body and tears begin to well up in your eyes. You already know he’s found you. He softly clears his throat and you dare to lower your head to look in front of you. Hercules is massive. He’s nearly as tall as the crane you’re hanging from. You give him a pleading look, hoping empathy  will save you. Herc looks you up and down before smiling gently. You shudder at the sight of his fangs. They’re nearly the size of you and can easily snap you in half if he decides to snatch you up as a late night snack. His sapphire gaze is soft, a promising sign. 

“Well well what do we have here? In a bit of a bind, ey?” The massive tug chuckles softly. You can feel his laughter in your chest, deep in your bones. You glare at him, tempted to kick him, but you know better. Kicking him would immediately make him snatch you up within an instant. He’s patient, but you’d rather not push it. 

“Very funny… some thugs decided it would be funny to tie me up and hang me from this crane… Can you help me get down from here? I’m pretty much helpless here.” You look into his eyes, seeing if you can figure out if he has anything planned. Hercules’ pupils contact slightly, almost becoming cat-like slits. You get this sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Something isn’t right. You know it isn’t. Herc is silent for a few minutes before he finally breaks the awkward silence between you and him. 

“Sure, I’ll get you down from there, but I do have something you’d like to do for me in return..” Hercules purrs softly and there’s an almost predatory look in his eyes. You feel uneasy, afraid of what he may ask of you, but, it’s either be stuck here and potentially get snatched up by a Zed-Stack, or do what he asks of you and gain freedom. 

“Okay.. what do you want from me?” You ask. His pupils dilate slightly at your reply. Seems he’s eager to ask you a favor in return for freeing you from your bindings. You have a bad feeling about this deal. You can’t help but feel uneasy under his gaze as he studies you. 

“You see, I’ve been looking for something to at least slightly fill my pouch with, m’dear. You’ll do for tonight. Consider it as an added bonus. You get my protection and a comfortable place to rest until morning..” He circles around you, like a great white shark. You know you don’t have many options here. You can take his offer, or you can remain dangling from the crane and risk a Zed-Stack snatching you up within a split second. You shudder at the thought, but you don’t have much of a choice. 

“This isn’t a trick is it?” You ask as your gaze follows him. He can be trying to trick you and get a free meal out of this deal. You have to be cautious. Sure, he’s friendly, but it doesn’t mean he’s harmless. He’s a powerful predator and you have to keep that in mind. Hercules stops just in front of you, looking you up and down. 

“Why would I trick you, m’dear? You have my word. I promise you that you won’t find a safer place in the port.” The ocean going tug smiles gently. His fangs gently glistened in the moonlight. “Now are you going to agree to our deal? Or am I going to have to postpone my dinner?”

Before you can reply, you feel his rough tongue brush up against your face. You splutter as the long strong muscle  feels like sandpaper against your skin. You can’t resist much, allowing him to savor your flavor and do whatever he chooses to do to you. You’re at his mercy. Yet, there’s something about him that you can’t pinpoint that attracts you to him. Is it personality? His appearance? His charm? You can’t quite figure out what it is. 

“I-I suppose you ca-“ You stammer. Before you can even finish your sentence, he opens his jaws, revealing razor sharp fangs that are easily as big as you, if not slightly bigger as his warm breath washes over you. His saliva glistens in the moonlight as he eagerly salivates. Deep down within the beast you can hear something rumbling within the tug’s very core. Your eyes grow wide with fear. His jaws remain open for at least a minute or two, allowing you to admire the maw of the biggest tug on Earth. It’s almost as if time stopped. You’re frozen, not sure what to do at this point. Without  warning, he snaps his jaws shut around you, sealing you in darkness. You try not to panic as you feel his rough tongue wraps around your body and constricts your small body, as if trying to squeeze every bit of flavor from you. 

Hercules purrs, a sound that reverberates all around you. He suddenly turns his head to the side and snaps the rope as if it were a string. It seems an eternity before his tongue finally relaxes allowing you to rest. The barbs on his tongue don’t exactly feel pleasant and are poking your skin. You wriggle in discomfort. He must’ve taken it as a hint. You feel the powerful muscles of his esophagus squeeze around your shoulders as you hear the deep sound of him swallowing as the muscles easily begin to push you down. The pressure you feel is immense yet isn’t enough to cause any serious discomfort to you. The esophagus itself is surprisingly cramped, allowing little to no wiggle room. 

You begin to slow and the tug swallows, sending you deeper into his body. You hear his heartbeat right against your ear as you pass through his chest. He swallows one last time before you finally feel the cramped esophagus open up to a more roomy chamber. You hope it’s his pouch and not his actual stomach. You easily slide into the organ. The walls are a bit slimy, but soft and warm. The organ easily stretches to accommodate your form and movement. You don’t feel any fluid, so that’s good. Seems he’s trustworthy after all. 

You panic as the squishy walls clench around you. It’s a tight squeeze but not too tight. You’re still able to move. Hercules’ purrs can be heard and felt all around you. Seems he’s satisfied with your little deal with him. Of course, this is only for one night. You flinch as you feel a pressure against your side before you relax. He’s gently feeling where you are to make sure you’re safe and sound. It almost feels… pleasant. You lean into the touch, enjoying the undivided  attention he’s giving you. 

Hercules chuckles softly as he feels you lean into his touch. Seems you’re enjoying your time tucked away in his pouch, safe and sound from the outside world. He makes a mental note to himself to talk to the coast guard about this. This isn’t something he’d let go so easily. If he hadn’t come along when he did, you probably would have suffered a worse fate encountering a hungry Zed-Stack. He sighs in contentment before he begins to make his way towards the Star Dock for a well deserved rest. 

You soon find yourself beginning to nod off. The sounds of his body working around you and the feeling of the gentle rocking of the waves is more than enough to lull anyone to sleep. You want to stay awake, but the warmth and sheer comfort of being tucked away in his pouch is a bit overpowering. You slowly drift off to sleep. 

Hercules eventually makes his way back to the Star Docks and settles in his spot. His stomach gurgles softly and he feels you stir in his pouch. He hates to admit it, but he’s enjoying it more than he lets on. He purrs softly as he yawns like a giant cat, flashing his sharp fangs again before he settles down and slowly drifts off to sleep. 

The next morning..

You wake up with a start as you feel the pouch walls clench around you as you feel your body being pushed up his esophagus and into his maw. You have to shield your eyes from the bright light of the morning sun as his tongue gently pushes you out of his cavernous maw. You land in his claws and he gives your face one last lick, as if to taste you one last time before he carefully uses his claws to cut through the rope binding your hands together. You sigh once your hands are freed and you rub your wrists. 

You hear someone clearing their throat and you look down to see the coast guard looking up at you in Hercules’ grip. 

“Is this the one you found tied up?” The coast guard asks. Hercules smiles warmly as he gently places you down on the ground beside him. You begin to wipe off the slime clinging to your clothes. You’re not sure if this will even wash out. Oh well, you’re grateful to be alive. 

“They’re the one, m’dear. I’m glad I came along at the right time. Otherwise, they’d be snatched up by a Zed-Stack.” The massive tug replies. The coast guard looks you up and down as if he’s thinking. 

“That may have been the intent, Hercules. Good thing you intervened.” The coast guard slinks closer to let you climb aboard. “Climb aboard. We’ll need you for questioning so we can find whoever did this to you before they hurt anyone else.”

You immediately nod and comply, climbing onto his deck. You look up at Hercules and smile before waving as the coast guard starts to leave the Star Dock. 

Best. Night. Ever.

#soft vore #safe vore #boatnoms #my writing

[home-plate-muses]

 ‘ protec, attac ‘ she is part of Teddy's protection squad. Remember??

send me   ‘ protec, attac ‘    for my muse’s reaction to yours knocking out someone who was threatening mine (X)

Having weekends off was never really something Teddy thought he'd get when coming to Teufort, expecting nothing but round the clock murder and job after job after job, but nope, even hired killers get a respite now and then. Often times such respites brought the mercs into the nearby towns, and because nothing in Teddy's life could ever be so simple, it often led to at least a small amount of trouble no matter how hard he tried to behave.

At least this time it wasn't his fault, while he wasn't necessarily on his best behavior when hanging out with Naida, he still tried to refrain from being unnecessarily stupid in a way that might bring trouble down on her too. It's why when someone started to bad mouth him while they walked down the sidewalk, he ignored it. It didn't matter what the guy said about him, the stranger attempting to bad mouth the scout in order to make him look bad in front of Naida so she might leave him for a 'real man' despite the two being nothing but close friends, so long as he kept his mouth shut about Naida, he could deal with it. So, Ted grit his teeth, bit his tongue, pulled his hat down and kept walking in a show that he wasn't about to listen to the guy.

That, of course, only made things get worse, it being shouted now that they 'thought they were better than him', the stranger now following the pair while they tried to go about their business. Despite his body shaking, coiled like a spring ready to pop, Teddy still kept walking, even when the insults started to get a little more personal. Wasn't the first time he had been called a 'fairy' and it wouldn't be the last, so long as the guy kept insulting him and not-

...Naida...who just...knocked the guy flat on his ass...okay, he had to admit it was pretty-

"Awesome! You just laid that guy out in one fucking punch! You didn't have t' do that by the way but also shit, not gonna lie that's hot as hell." Despite Naida being more like a sister to him than anything else, there really was no denying that a pretty girl taking out a guy who was at least half a foot taller than her in one punch was super attractive to watch.

"We uh...we should probably get out of here before anyone sees. I think there's a little store 'round the corner, we can get something to ice your hand with since shit you must'a socked him hard as fuck."

#uwu #homophobia tw #slurs tw #kind of #i dont think anyone uses fairy talking about The Gays anymore but better safe than sorry <3 #muse: teddy #thalassiagorgona

[matcha-and-lies]

The Hat(tm)

#bungou stray dogs #chuuya #chūya nakahara #chuuya and his hat #bungou memes #he protec the hat

[jojo-licious]

Everyone always talks about how Speedwagon is the greatest hype man in history with an excessive need to narrate everything. But what makes Speedwagon so special?

He was once a hoodlum who threw hats at haters

MK’s Kung Lao can fight but can he also multitask monologuing his kombat style & his raison d'être??

But after one kick to the face by Jonathan Joestar, he was a changed man. JoJo was so pure and noble it inspired Speedwagon give up the thug life.

Speedwagon: Tastes some Gentlemanly Overdrive

Also Speedwagon: I will dedicate my life to this man and his entire family

He will do whatever it takes to help his friends - like the time he saved Zepelli from frostbite using his own body heat.  

Who needs a stand/hamon/microwave when you can defrost with your blazing hot abs?

He also has an uncanny ability to sniff out bad vibes

Evil stinki bois get called out

Later after Jonathan’s passing, Speedwagon took care Erina and Joseph and fostered a family with the Joestars.

What's more, he dedicated the resources of his Speedwagon Foundation to aid future generations of the Joestar family - loyal even in the afterlife.

But let’s be real though. The reason we love Speedwagon isn't just his hammy behavior or that he became a wealthy philanthropist. It's also his endearing and unconditional supportive nature.

Speedwagon is essentially the Joestar family stand.

Stand ability: Infinite Financial support

There's no one like Speedwagon.

#he protec he attac he got ur bac and he throw hat #happy belated bday king #10/16/1863 #robert e.o. speedwagon #speedwagon #jonathan joestar #joestar #jojo's bizzare adventure #jojo #jjba #erina joestar #erina pendleton #phantom blood #jojo part 1

[vaguely-concerned]

I really wish legends of runeterra had a better AI mode, because the gameplay is sort of soothing to me in the same way playing solitaire can be and I’d love to be able to scratch that itch without the immense stress of knowing another human being is sitting there watching me pull a dumbass move lol

#I seem to remember that gwent in the witcher 3 had some neat difficulty scaling and variation so it clearly can be done! #I can see why it wouldn't be much of a priority tho #I finally scraped together enough bilgewater cards to make a deck and it's honestly so much fun haha #the dark joy of the yoink #to tbf I just used it to beat someone who'd clearly planned to go unyielding spirit fiora (before I stole the unyielding :) ) so y'know #sometimes only evil can fight evil #(FUCK unyielding spirit; if you put it on a champion I'm pretty sure literally the only other counter is will of ionia #or one of the rare recall units most of which are also ionian #for a spell you can plausibly use in the FIFTH ROUND and lasts forever... thank you yordle grifter for my life you're a good bro reg) #I'm grinding to build a freljord/bilge deck called 'hat protecc squad' b/c all I want is a TF I can play without having to worry about him #;_____; all these mean people beating up my lil 2/2 boi #I know he has a punchable face but stoooooooppppit #I hope when/if graves comes out that he has some kind of synergy for that because it'd be great to just be pairing roleplaying out there lol #he attac... he protec... but most importantly he watch husband's bac

[wholesome90stv]

Wishbone as Robin Hood.

#this amuses me #wishbone #robin hood #he protec #merry men #90s #kids #tv #PBS #stories #what's the story wishbone #literature #memes #jack russell terrier #dogs #cute #dogs wearing clothes #dogs wearing hats #dog memes #adorable

[redmoondragon-art]

So like, people don’t realize how much paperhat I actually draw and never post because I don’t think they deserve the light of day. Nightfur keeps yelling at me to post these ;;

These are just the irl drawings I do

#villainous #villainos #paperhat #Black Hat #dr Flug #Flug slys #drflug #blackhat #bed #cute #kissing #cuddle #protective #possessive #he protec #and attack

[theunexpectedinquisition]

He protecc

He attacc

but most importantly,

He have a hat

#the goodest boy #pokemon #pokemon sun and moon #pikachu #ash ketchum #ash's pikachu #pokémon #protec #he protec #he attac #dank memes #shitpost #a spicy meme #he is so cute im screaming #meme #he protec meme #3ds #ash hat pikachu #alola #pokemon event #nintendo #Pokémon sun and moon

[phoenixyfriend]

Time-Displaced Izuna

Me, smashing Founders Era and Canon Era dolls together: Now bicker!

Yesterday, my parents asked me to prep some potatoes for the holiday dinner, and in that time I came up with a Nonsense AU that does involve time travel and Fashion Guru Ino.

And Izuna being petty as hell.

Izuna, while dying, gets catapulted forward in time to that nebulous period between the Exams and Sasuke's defection. Obviously, Tsunade exists and is amazing and also in the general area, and goes "well, he's clearly an Uchiha, and we don't have a whole lot of those, and our existing Uchiha is one hell of a flight risk, so even if we can't get any useful information out of this guy dressed several decades out of fashion, I'm going to save his life."

Shit happens, Izuna gets shunted over to Sasuke's care (IDK if this is before or after Izuna's eyes get removed for Madara) while recovering, Sasuke is... 90% panic because Clan Member! But clan member who is Heavily Injured and must protec, and Izuna's mentality is "well, the clan might be dead, but two and a half surviving Uchiha is still winning over the singular surviving Senju, so I Win, Tobirama" because... yeah.

Sasuke doesn't want to dig through his dead family's secondhand stuff, most of which is seven years out of date, and Izuna admits that he wants to be In Fashion. Sasuke asks Sakura, because Sasuke wears monochrome rompers but Sakura actually knows things, and Sakura's like "Right. So. I'm getting Ino."

And Ino's response to seeing Izuna in the flesh, dressed in his best approximation of modern fashion, is obviously "Oh honey, no."

I just want Ino to be a fashion guru to a time-traveler.

I also really like the mental image of Izuna having to deal with Tsunade,  because Tsunade's energy is so different from anything most people deal with, I think.

God, just imagine him trying to pick fights with Tsunade at the drop of a hat.

Izuna: She's a Senju, why do you listen to her? Sasuke: ...I'm thirteen and she's legally my head of state?

Izuna: You can't just let her boss you around! Sasuke: She's four times my age and can fistfight a boss summons, I don't know what you're hoping to hear.

Tsunade: Listen, either you can work for me as a shinobi, or I can get you sent back to T&I, it's up to you. Izuna: Bullshit, as if you could-- Tsunade: There is an entire village ready to fight you on my word. I may not be on the same level as my grandfather's generation, but I have an army, and I personally saved your life three days ago. Izuna: I don't owe you anything. Tsunade: Uh-huh. You wanna go nukenin and drag your family's name even further through the mud? Izuna: Says the alcoholic gambler. Tsunade: Hm. Yeah, okay, ANBU! Get this guy over to Psych for an eval. Izuna: Wait what.

(...why do I love S-rank characters being petty bitches to each other?)

Tsunade: You work for me now. Izuna: You wanna bet? Shizune, slamming the door open: NO.

But also... I have a Thought...

Tsunade tells Izuna that she's keeping him around for THIS reason: to keep her skills sharp as he tries to kill her.

Izuna: Uh... can't you just kill me instead? Tsunade: After all the effort I went to so I could save your life? No. You're going to be my lackey. Izuna: I hate you. Tsunade: Tough shit.

CONSIDER: GAI CHALLENGES IZUNA TO A SPAR. (IDK where to take this idea beyond just. Izuna going wtf wtf wtf.)

Kakashi, not looking up from his book: Good luck, honey, kick his ass!

Asuma: Should we be worried? Kakashi: No, Gai's going to be fine. He knows how to fight a Sharingan. Asuma: Gai's not the one I'm worried about.

Asuma, cupping his hands around his mouth: Hey Uchiha! You're gonna get your ass kicked! Izuna: [murder eyes] Asuma, shrugging: Well, I warned him.

It's the "Sasuke gets his ass kicked by Rock Lee" scene but taller.

Izuna starts demanding more spars with Gai because this is unacceptable! The vibe I get from Izuna in this AU is Miraculous Ladybug's Chloe going "Ridiculous! Utterly Riiiiiiiiiii-diculous!"

Ino decides to make it her job to matchmake Izuna with someone.

"Don't you want Sasuke-kun to have some little cousins running around?" "I'm his great-grandfather, so I'm pretty sure they'd be, like... half-great-uncles or something." "I'm not hearing a no."

I didn’t know Izuna had a canon age until I got into a conversation about it while brainstorming this yesterday, but apparently he died at 24, which is only a year off from what I’d been headcanoning, so I’m pretty happy to work with that.

I'm not gonna lie: my thought was that Ino sets Izuna up on a blind date with Anko.

It's only kind of a joke. Unfortunately for Sasuke, it turns out Izuna REALLY likes Anko. I want to imagine he’s very O.O about her. I want Izuna easily flustered.

#Uchiha Izuna #Senju Tsunade #Uchiha Sasuke #Yamanaka Ino #Maito Gai #Sarutobi Asuma #Haruno Sakura #Hatake Kakashi #Naruto #Time Travel #Phoenix Posts