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thecrazyhusky · 3 months

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Tongues and Teeth

-song by the Crane Wives

-fanfic by The Crazy Husky

No. 2

(This is a project I made for Crane Wives x Life Series. Scott basically enjoys singing here and plans to do a project to sing every song by the Crane Wives. All lyrics belong to Crane Wives, and I own the fanfic.)

Pearl muttered unhappily as she hefted her guitar up. Scott was also grouching, apparently disagreeing with Grian as well, since he made them sing. He made both of them sing a song about him and Scar.

Scott could also see that Pearl was on the edge of breaking. She hated being forced to do stuff. Grian had overheard them singing, and it was as embarrassing as it sounds. Cleo also told Scar, so Pearl had beaten her up so hard she was sent to infirmary for three days.

Scott began thinking of anything to describe their relationship… the song Tongues and Teeth came to his mind, and he began furiously trying to remember the lyrics.

Recently, he and Pearl had listened to way more Crane Wives songs than they’re supposed to, but at least they’re both completely consent with that, although things get awkward afterwards. He could remember a few more song lyrics than before, so he was confident to hit Grian hard enough so he wouldn’t bother them anymore.

He tugged Pearl’s shoulder and whispered, “Tongues and Teeth. That one.” She thought of it for a moment, then nodded. Giggling, she tuned her guitar and readied, casting a final glance at me. I nodded, then we began.

She immediately began strumming the strings of the guitar, starting the song. He prepared himself for the first lyrics. “I've grown a mouth so sharp and cruel, it's all that I can give to you, my dear.” He sung as she slowed down the speed of the music.

“And when you come in quick to steal a kiss, my teeth will only cut your lips, my dear.” Scott gave Pearl a tiny smile while Grian and Scar watched intently with extreme confusion. “And I know that you mean so well, but I am not a vessel for your good intent,” Scott nudged Pearl with his shoulder, and she took the singing part while simultaneously playing the guitar. “I will only break your pretty things. I will only wring you dry of everything, but if you're fine with that, you can be mine like that,” She sung.

“~~~” She began playing the guitar with such intensity that he though it would basically just give up and break like Pearl’s first guitar (she smashed it, then smashed Scott’s). Grian looked at Scar, who shrugged back at him. “Dunno,” he muttered.

“Abandon all your stupid dreams About the girl I could have been, my dear. 'Cause in the night I know you burn with feelings I cannot return, my dear, oh, my dear,” she sung, then shot Scott a look to signal him to continue. “You gotta know that this won't last. Desperation will erase the fact I'm keeping all,” he raised his voice slightly.

“Of the answers in my cigarette box. Yeah, the answer's in the second before the other shoe drops. And if you're blind to that, I am fine with that,” As soon as he finished, Pearl launched into another series of intense guitar playing. “~~~”

“I think she means us,” Grian muttered to Scar. Scar glared at him, shocked, then said, “Nah, it’s probably just the song.” Grian slapped him then looked back at the two preforming pair. By then Cleo, Martyn, BigB, Impulse and Ren had came over to watch, but Scott and Pearl continued, ignoring them and focused on their original goal.

“Oh, I will ruin you,” Pearl sung, then passed it to Scott. “Oh, I will ruin you.” He sung without missing a beat. “It's a habit - I can't help it. I know that you mean so well, but I am not a vessel for your good intent,” Pearl nodded slightly then they joined each other into the final verses.

“I will only break your pretty things. I will only wring you dry of everything, and if you're fine with that. If you're fine with that,” They sung, with Pearl continuing her part as the guy with the guitar. “I will poison all your happy thoughts,” Pearl’s shoulder muscles suddenly tensed. “I love you like the ashes in my cigarette box, and if you're fine with that,” Pearl gripped the guitar harder. “You can be mine.” She kept playing, though Scott could see her excitement vibrating from her body. “If you're fine with that, you can be mine~”

She then followed up with her amazing guitar skills, playing through the rest of the song like an expert. Scott sung to the tune, then they concluded by Scott whooping the final part and Pearl trailing off with her guitar.

Everyone began clapping, with only Scar and Grian feeling very flustered and was looking away from each other, nervous. As soon as the clapping ended, though, Pearl hefted the wooden guitar and smashed it on Scar’s head. It broke into splinters. “That’s for making me sing in public!” She screeched. Scar scowled back, brushing wood bits off his head.

Scott sighed. He’s gonna have to make an unbreakable guitar for Pearl next time. Either she’s gonna take it out on Scott or someone else is ending up in the infirmary.

#howling stars au #pearlescentmoon #scott smajor #trafficblr #life series #grian #goodtimeswithscar #crane wives #tongues and teeth #Spotify

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quietwingsinthesky · 29 days

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in the amelia pond au, amelia’s aunt does still send her to therapy between doctor adventures, but since amelia is now secure in the fact that he’s Definitely Real since both rory and mels have also met him and because she lost a tooth last week from tripping on the stairs of the tardis, she doesn’t bite any therapists this time around. and besides, her therapist is a very funny lady. she reminds amelia of her doctor, with how her voice will flip and jump in volume and accent and tone on a whim, with how she’ll talk to amelia like they’re conspiring together. she keeps the pictures amelia draws of the doctor and their adventures for her, even hangs one or two on the walls. she listens very intently to every detail, which no adults in amelia’s life do save the doctor himself and river song, whenever she’s around. and best of all, whenever she tells amelia’s aunt that amelia is doing just fine, don’t you worry, she’ll grow out of this, she winks at amelia so that amelia will know her therapist is only playing along to wave away her aunt’s suspicion.

it is a little odd, though, that she insists on only being called Missy. but amelia is quite used to odd by now.

#not the point of this post but. please do imagine amelia and rory and mels and the doctor all having escaped from Real Actual Danger #rory has the energy of a cat with its fur all puffed up and looks like he’s either going to start crying or yelling at the doctor #mels is standing on the box the doctor got her so she could see the tardis console better and studying the way he flies it very intently #and amelia is still full of energy and adrenaline and can’t stop racing around the tardis like a hyperactive gerbil. because if she stops #she might have to be scared instead but if she can run long enough she’ll forget to be scared at all and when she collapses exhausted all #she’ll have left are the exciting happy memories #and then she misteps racing up the stairs. shouts! the doctor and mels and rory are all at attention immediately. mels moves first but rory #is closer and helps amelia back up. and then the doctor is crouching down in front of her. ‘let me see. oh that’s a lot of blood. that’s.#how much blood are you able to lose again? its more than this. probably.’ amelia’s whole face hurts. but the doctor’s rambling is familiar.#it helps. and he’s only so talkative when he’s sure he has a solution. besides. rory’s head’s nestled on her shoulder and mel’s got her #hands. the doctor wipes blood off her nose and her chin. tilts her head up and goes ‘aaa’ sticking his tongue out until she does it too.#and he tells her to feel her upper row of teeth with her tongue. she does until she finds the gap.#it still hurts. hurts more when she nudges it with her tongue all bleeding and raw. but she just lost a tooth! and you know what that means.#they have to find it. or else how will the tooth fairy leave her any money?#(the doctor hears her say that to mels as they search. and he glances off to the side and makes a note to go back and make sure it *was* her #aunt leaving her those coins. and not something else. which he does. and finds out her aunt wasn’t leaving her any coins at all.#he can’t just let that stand! so the doctor becomes amy’s tooth fairy as well.)#and that is how amelia loses a tooth on the tardis.#amelia pond au

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streamat4am · 9 months

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Writing prompt if you will, when ever you got time.

For t&t au Enid being possessive of Wednesdays time during the day. Hating the time spent away from her, hating the people surrounding Wednesday the usual. And maybe she takes care of that possessiveness during the night 🫣 by making sure that Wednesday knows that she’s hers and hers alone?

Also congrats on making the new blog 🎉 I can’t wait to see everyone’s ask/reactions!

I gotchu!

Tags: fluff but don't be fooled bc Enid is still a possessive freak, usual smut NSFW things, over stimulation. Slight ooc Wednesday etc

Think of this as when they're finally something in the au

No beta bc we die like Enid's morals in this au

Wednesday is beautiful, that's a fact.

Others would describe her as a lovely poison that they think they can handle. Most of the time, she is a prize they can never have.

Wednesday is intoxicating, so Enid understands why so many are attracted. It's hardly surprising with the amount of attention she grabbed with evacuating the students and slaying a pilgrim. Her lil hero, she teases and Wednesday will roll her eyes yet still relax in Enid's hold.

She's pliant like that.

Besides, Wednesday is gorgeous and anyone with two working eyes can see that.

Her dearly roomie is such a pretty lady when walking with Enid to class. Always so prim and proper with her uniform and back so straight. She's beauty, she's grace and she always makes the cutest of faces when Enid sneaks in a peck or two when it's the two of them.

The lovely dear never fails to freeze for a moment, like a rabbit caught by its ears and oh it tempts. Then Wednesday's eyes soften in a way that it makes Enid sheath her claws and she gets pulled into a peck of her own.

It never fails to be sweet, knowing that she has everything she ever needed in arms distance.

But sometimes, people don't know when to keep their hands to themself.

It wasn't exactly shouted to the world that they were a thing but Enid thought it was quite obvious. The jacket Wednesday wears is still soaked with her scent, the mark that showcases that she's Enid is still a raw red so what is she doing wrong?

Ah.

It clicks and the answer is so obvious it has her face palming.

They aren't werewolves so clearly they wouldn't know better. They can't see the way they're bonded either, not with the way the nevermore collar shielded it from sight.

It's standard procedure to stay clear of a recent mated pair. The relationship is too raw, studies say. Don't want to risk a feral werewolf doing something it might regret simply because a threat came walking in, others joke.

Except, no one knew that they were a mated pair. Werewolves mate with werewolves after all but there were rumors and people in nevermore knew better than to get in Enid's way.

But there were a few exceptions, one of them being Wednesday's childhood friend and transfer student for past two weeks; Joel.

Enid frankly stopped caring about him the moment her teeth sunk into that pretty skin. She forgot he even existed until he walked up to the table this morning actually.

He was practically a normie boy, what harm could he do? She thinks. Thinking back on it now, maybe she got a bit carried away with the way she treated him. Maybe he was in the same boat as Eugene?

Tyler was practically a normie boy too, it whispers. Didn't stop him from getting close to Wednesday, did it?

The image has Enid pausing.

She's better now, she cannot just go ahead and throttle a guy because he had too much resemblance to her mate's ex.

She isn't so insecure.

But then Enid turns to say hi, because she's a new person now and everything is better because she is the one with Wednesday not hi-

Joel is leaning too close.

Close enough that she has no choice but to be assaulted by the bitter taste of medicine and alchohol. So a noise builds up from her chest in retaliation.

A growl.

The two of them pause in their conversation and Enid? Shes aware that this is the loudest and most vocal she has ever been about Joel. Because Wednesday is her own person, she can have her own friends and Enid doesn't have the right to dictate that.

But that's not true is it? Wednesday is hers.

She gave herself that night.

Her mate bared her throat with the loviest of gasps escaping those lips and Enid knew very well what such actions meant.

Enid isnt a pup.

She doesn't throw her hands all willy nilly nor does she shout, instead she coughs and plays it off because she's supposed to be caring. Their relationship is too new, too raw and Wednesday enjoys her independence.

Enid doesn't want to think of what will happen if Wednesday thinks of her as a cage instead of a den.

Wednesday is gorgeous, Enid knows this. Wednesday is hers and Enid knows that too. Ofcourse other people will notice something they can't have, ofcourse they'll still try to reach over and take but this is why she is here.

She's there to make sure that they know who belongs to who.

Enid is there to remind Wednesday that even with all the people she dares let in to her life, her wolf will be right there no matter what.

Besides, they can bask in the image Wednesday puts out in the day because at night? When it's simply the two of them?

Enid smiles, curling her fingers inside the heat inbetween Wednesday's legs.

Only she can have this.

Her pretty thing gasps onto the pillow, her eyes drooping into something thats half awake and something else.

"Enid," Wednesday tries to speak but it's hard to talk when a palm grinds against her clit and those fingers sink deeper and deeper. Her darling has always been so sensitive and the wolf can't help a pleased sigh from leaving her lips when Wednesday grips at her wrist, those blunt nails digging onto her skin.

"Enid." it sounds like a warning or maybe she's begging, the line blurs when she sounds so intoxicating either way.

But Enid slows because her dear simply hints it so. Wednesday is warm in her hold, positively overheating and when she lays her head onto her sweet's shoulder from behind, Enid sees the way her dear tries to compose herself. It's adorable, the fact that she squeezes her eyes and thighs shut at the same time. Absolutely lovely to know that only Enid has seen those flushed cheeks and messed hair.

She did this, no one else.

Enid kisses at mating mark, it stopped bleeding long ago but she is tempted to open it once again, drunk on the memory on how Wednesday siezed in her hold. It seems like her beau remembers too because her grip turned lovely when the wolf noses at the wound, the choked noise that spills out of Wednesday's lips tempting Enid to simply sink her teeth in once again.

"finish what you started," she says, her voice cool as a cucumber but enid feels her hand tracing down to push the wolf's own deeper. "Or is this all you can give?"

Enid huffs, aware that she's being egged on as she nipped at the skin on Wednesday's neck. Her dear hums, pushing herself deeper into Enid's hold. Cute, but a part of her stings at the implication of not giving enough.

It's a reminder that despite being such a lovely exception, she's a mortal like the rest.

So like any good hunt, Enid slowly shifts what's hers into a better position. As always, her needy lovely whines when Enid pulls her hands away but after soft reassurances and promises, Wednesday watches with lidded eyes as she's nudged to lay on her back.

Enid places her hands on the band of Wednesday's pants and with one smooth motion, rips it in two.

Wednesday stares, not quite expecting that and before she knows it, she's pulled into a kiss that has her gasping when her wolf's fingers trace lower.

She's going to regret taunting her like that.

"Enid, Enid wait-" Wednesday sobs and gosh, she must be doing this on purpose because the way she says it has the wolf salivating. Her dear lies like a lovely doll without it's strings, shivering with hair sticking to her face. What was once such determined eyes were glazed over and oh? Is that a tear, she sees?

Enid smiles. She bent down, uncaring of the way that even the slight brush of her skin against Wednesday has the girl tensing as she ran her tongue over the salty tear.

Yes, this is the Wednesday no one else can see.

This is hers, unequivocally.

She is the first to leave her in this state and she will be the last.

"it's okay," Enid whispers and Wednesday couldn't help but arch into the wolf's soaked fingers, pressing her clit closer and the desperate action has Enid laughing. She really said wait and yet here she is, absolutely impatient.

"just let it out, 'Nes. " a strangled noise escapes Wednesday lips when Enid kisses at the newly bitten wound on her shoulder, running her tongue over left over blood.

"Enid-" Wednesday groans and she jerks her head away, baring more of her throat as the wolf kisses up to her jaw.

"Wednesday," Enid teases, sated yet still craving more as she pushes herself up to admire the sight below her.

It's the first time they've ever gotten this far, the first time Enid has ever seen Wednesday cry actually. If she keeps this up, Enid will get addicted to seeing those eyes wet with tears and nobody wants that.

Unless..?

"this is what you wanted right?" Enid wonders, unbothered by the way Wednesday tried to buck away because when she presses her hand harder against that slick heat, her dearest would grind onto it like some bitch in need in turn. "I need words dear," she coos, watching how Wednesday tries to breath and form words while jerking herself off at the same time.

Enid didnt even need to move a finger and the blond decides that Wednesday looks lovely like this. Desperate, clingy, Needy.

"mm," is the half ass attempt that sighs out of Wednesday's mouth and her hands tighten from it's spot on Enid's forearm.

Enid clicks her tongue, disappointed and begins to pull away.

The reaction is immediate and a whine pulls from her dear's lips when Enid slips her finger out.

"yes!" Wednesday gasps, doing her best to nod her head as she pulls herself into the wolf, her legs trembling. "I want more, Enid please-"

The wolf humms, tracing that lovely marked skin with her free hand. What was once pale clear skin was a canvas filled with blotches of red and more. It would ache for days, Enid made sure of it. Which meant that Wednesday wouldn't allow anyone other than her to be too close.

Good, she counted on that too.

Wednesday jerked at the touch, gasping at the way too light touches and squirming for more.

"like a fish out of water," Enid murmurs and immediately, her nails grew and dug into a thin pressure against that lovely skin. Wednesday threw her head back with a choked moan, coming on Enid's hand once again. She really should've kept count, but the way the bed beneath was absolutely soaked was enough of a counter in her mind.

Enid watches with a curiosity as her dear seemingly came into reality. Those hands that wished and clung for more was now pushing her away. Can you blame enid for pouting and palming that pussy? It was soaked, pulsing so fast that Enid knew that she could handle one more.

Wednesday squeaked, her eyes rolling to the back when Enid pressed her palm against that swollen clit.

"come now Wednesday, what's wrong?" Enid coos, dripping with fake sincerity as those eyes looked up at her. "do you want me to stop? Here I thought you wanted more, dearest. You were begging just a few moments before after all."

"No, I do, just-"

Enid kissed at the tears forming at the corners of Wednesday's eyes. Her roomie's fingers dug deeper into her arm yet they relaxed as Enid began peppering kisses all over her face.

"it's okay, weds. You've been doing so well for me," she murmurs because as much as Enid loves to play with her food, what matters is whether Wednesday had her fun too. "we can stop right now."

They stay like that for a moment, enough for wednesday to try and breathe.

"i," she starts before her hips began to roll against the hand still cupping her core. Her hands move from her arm to up Enid's chest and onto her shoulders. "one more?" Wednesday whispers against Enid's lips, her fingers tightening like she was trying to grab onto the railing that can keep her from crashing into the ocean.

The wolf huffs at that, making sure to bring Wednesday into a kiss that has Enid smiling as she pulled back her hand and brought it down with a muffled smack. The moan that's gasped into her mouth has Enid delighted.

Wednesday trembles and her hands stay digging onto Enid's shoulder when she slips her fingers in. Wednesday seemed better now, more lucid as her eyes drifted from looking at the obscene things Enid was doing to her to the sweat that lines her girlfriend's throat.

She was aiming to give a kiss on her neck, maybe a similar mark to what Enid gave her until she felt a rough palm grind against her clit as the embarrassing sign of what they've been doing grew louder.

Wednesday bit down, pulling Enid into her arms until they were chest to chest and her nails dug deep into her beloathed back.

Her clit was tingling with too much pleasure, and it was hot to the touch. How she wasn't crying more than she already was was a mystery to her.

Wednesday notes the way Enid tenses at her bite, letting out a pleased sigh before looking down at the way she takes her fingers.

Wednesday whined because well, it's embarrassing before reaching her end with a jerk of her hips. It's enough to snap Enid out of her trance. "Enid… Mmm, can't n'emore.. "

Enid pulls out, watching with fascination at the way her hand is absolutely soaked before using her other to rub circles along Wednesday's hip. The wolf licks her hand clean before smiling at the way Wednesday looked away, her skin still a lovely flushed red.

"you taste amazing, dear," Enid teases.

Wednesday made a sound. "pleaser," her rough voice says before relaxing into Enid's hold when the wolf grasps at her face and pulls her into a kiss.

"you did just as good, Wednesday," Enid assures and Wednesday sinks into her arms as the blond flipped them over. She can clean the sheets in the morning.

Now? She'll bask in Wednesday lying on her.

First time doing this so idk wtf am I doing so uhhhhh

Enjoy?

Might delete actually bc Jhdakwka I went way too overboard but do tell me your thoughts

#Tongues & teeth au #Writing #Smut #Taser dude #Wenclair #Enid Sinclair #Wednesday addams

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transformers-synergize · 9 months

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curious: can the baby bee boi do the blep?

Sadly no, Bumblebee cannot do the blep, he like most cybertrionas doesn't have any tounge like structures in whitch to blep with.

Cybertrions have no use for a touge they consume a fully liquid fuil diat and use their voclisors to speak.

#bumblebee #ask answering #tfr #art post #transformers remnants #transformers fan continuity #cybertronians in my au dont have a tongue/glossa #i like making them less human in weird little ways #teeth/denta are their to protect their primary intake #cybertronian denta are not to be messed with they can often rip metal with those things #denta are a defensive tool to protect the intake but it can also be used offensively but thats usally not a good idea #that could lead to stuff getting into the intake that shouldn't

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lavenoon · 1 year

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So given that I hadn't put much thought into my true form design when I first made it (distracted by "I want to draw a comic, not design a true form"), then seeing all the other gorgeous designs out there, the updated information we got in fic, and some good true form cuddles in that Valentine's chapter earlier, I decided to redesign my take of @naffeclipse's cryptid boys!

Toddler and Hunter for scale <3

#post let luce #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #cryptid sightings #cryptid!sun #cryptid!moon #cryptid!eclipse #still betting on it #naffeclipse #i tried not straying too far from my first design #so the rays mostly stayed the same except the for the purple tips #gave them a bit more of a face and teeth that have a lil more pizzazz #forked tongue for funsies! and [remembers the lost episode] yknow <3 #and then the intimidation lizard frills #the glow strategically placed so that their face *eclipses* the “light source”#couple more horns for nose elbows and knees bc why not #and i dont think I ever drew their feet before because I know exactly I would avoid that as long as I can #but yeyeye I love all the cryptid boys designs out there I wanted to at least try and put some thought into mine #dont think ill change the in vessel look bc yeah rays stayed mostly the same so im safe <3 #my art #almost forgot again

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soriastrider · 1 year

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#jake english #dirk strider #dirkjake #different aus but it counts lol #homestuck #my art #the glowy tongue + pointy teeth + dark arm gradient boys #shadow demon jake #alien dirk

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itsbrucey · 2 months

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Selkie Ron in my brain again but that makes me think of KELPIE WILLY. LIKE. GUYS SEE THE VISION!

#Willy Stampler trying to drown that boy like a scottish horse river spirit #i imagine he did it by taking Ron's seal skin so that way he'd drown as a human but alas. poor fool got Fish Lured #thinking about the way Lark kept saying “ his little TEETH” like yeah....i am thinking of Ron with little seal chompers......i am 🧡#Goofy Ron smile and he's got small dagger teeth. hes a fish eating monster someone STOP HIM!!#Alternatively. also Naga Glenn with big ol' fang....Darryl tusks.....ahehehehahheheheehhe wowoooooow im so.....normal abou tthag #HENRY WITH A TOOTHED BIRD TONGUE. WOULD THAT BE FUCKED UP OR WHAT! /POS #bruceys au stuff

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honey-bunnysaurus · 10 months

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Lonely Children

@dire-kumori @lonelyfreddles

#lonely children au #so I used the bear ears and freckles and lil teeth for evan and included my own Error Idea #I wasn't sure where to put binary code on him but I thought the error pop up fit the theme well #Lizzie my baby girl was a delight to draw #a mix of her regular outfit and circus baby's along with some code on the ribbon and dress #I am very proud of her #also I like the idea of lizzie beinf able to change color! hehe lizzie lizzard #it could explain how she was able to hide from glitchtrap for so long #also to up the tongue idea what if the claw was inside her mouth? attatched to a tongue like appendage #but here they are rhe little guys and I hope you like them #lobely children au #evan afton #elizabeth afton #my art #very nervous about posting this but here we go #fnaf

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streaminn · 1 year

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Boom wenclair but make it tongues & teeth au

Have some extra doodles that didn't make the cut aswell

#Wenclair #My art #tongues & teeth au #Enid sinclair #wednesday addams

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paper-lilypie · 2 years

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th. three tongue you say

Yes.

#everything you’re thinking about. yes.#these dudes are hunters they gotta chomp on prey and digest instantly then keep moving #sharper teeth and more tongues are needed #fnaf #diver au #ask lily

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bunnieswithknives · 1 year

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Can Lesley not control her pharyngeal jaw? Does it bite when she’s angry or excited?

Lesley's pharyngeal jaw has two states: open, or biting down as hard as it can, and she can usually control it fine, but once something goes in her mouth, it is not coming back out.

#Lesley doesn't have teeth or a tongue #just a beartrap in her throat made to obliterate anything that comes near it #two of us AU #two of us!Lesley #kissing is dangerous

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cartwheelapple · 1 year

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"abandon all your stupid dreams about the girl I could've been, my dear"

#SunshipInfectedAu #aimsey fanart #guqqie fanart #guqqie #aimsey #sunshipduo #sunshipduo fanart #im so obsessed with thid au its insane #tongues and teeth by the crane wives belongs to them #im so sorry for making this so sad #doomed in every universe #apple's cool and awesome art

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streamat4am · 9 months

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Hey there Stream, it's me.... ya girl. (Buzzfeed unsolved ref)

I'm coming with the idea (yours actually lmao but it's neat) of hickeys. A t&t wenclair, before a potential sexual debacle, where after a kinda hard day for Enid, she sees interested people being around Wednesday and clearly those people don't know what they're doing. So Enid tries to make the idea that Wednesday is taken clear, by leaving hickeys.

(I really like the sentence how she wants her love to be a den and not a cage that you said in the sex prompt for this au. You think you could put it in her demeanor ? Totally cool if you don't)

Hello lost! It isn't hickies but it's pretty close right?

Tags: surprisingly soft shit for such a violent au. Not alot of spice like I originally thought. Enid seeking reassurance and Wednesday being the more emotionally in tuned one (surprisingly)

"you wouldn't leave, righ?" Enid asks from her side of the room.

Wednesday pauses in her writing because with relationships come the realization that somethings are simply more important than Viper at times.

At times being a keyword because usually she wouldn't need to give a glance but Enid sounded.. Off and that was a sign that something was wrong if what her books said was right.

Enid is special, it's only right that Wednesday gives her attention whenever she wishes for it.

Wednesday turns her head to to meet the blank stare of her paramour. She looked unbothered, as if asking about the weather but Wednesday can see the tiny bit of a fang peaking out from those lips. Enid was stressed about something, enough to want to wrap her Jaws around it.

It's not the first time but it has been happening alot recently.

What brought this on?

Wednesday didn't need to think twice to know her eyes turned a lil bit more expressive as something akin to worry is flickers onto her face.

"id need to leave this room eventually," she says.

Those lips of enid's upturn at her answer and it has Wednesday's heart beating in turn.

Gorgeous.

"you know what I mean, Wednesday," Enid repeats, rolling her eyes as she sits up on the edge of her bed. The fang was still there and her nails flexed as they tapped against the muted colored covers. Then, the wolf tilts her head to bare a smile that makes Wednesday's hairs rise. It's a feeling akin to an electric shock, it's lovely.

"Then again," she muses, pushing herself off to stand up. "you wouldn't dare do that would you?"

Leave? I could never, runs through Wednesday's mind. For where else could I go but into your arms?

"I dare to do many things," is what leaves Wednesday's lips and she fully turns in her seat to face her lover. It's a tease, a taunt and Enid responds in kind with a laugh.

She strides closer, slipping a hand to cradle the back of Wednesday's chair as she loomed over. It's dangerous for Enid to be in her space, simply because wednesday can count every lash in those eyes and thinks of all the ways those lips would feel against hers.

Wednesday already knows it would be soft yet those teeth wouldn't be afraid to nip and bite, just the way she likes it.

"you're cute, 'day," Enid says and Wednesday's couldn't stop the way her face turns affronted at that. Because pardon her slang because cute? Is simply not a word one uses to describe her.

"I think you're mistaken," Wednesday dryly replies, shifting in her seat to cross her arms. "and simply incorrect too."

Enid tilts her head, eyeing her with a lazy smile on her face. Gone was the fang and something akin to a spark of pleased burns in Wednesday's gut.

"I think I'm right," Enid smartly rebukes as she leant on the chair and with it comes the smell of burnt vanilla.

Wednesday was going to say something before a hand ghosts over the back of her neck and the girl became rather aware of how close the two were. So close that they could nearly share the same breath if she brought Enid in by the collar.

Close enough to kiss, if she willed it so.

"I think you're wrong," Wednesday mumbles as heat warms at her neck, already leaning onto the hand near it.

Enid smiles and its one that takes her breath away.

Oh wait no, this one felt a little too literal and Wednesday swallowed, feeling the way her throat bobbed against the wolf's thumb. A slow unsheathing of a claw reaches ears and Wednesday doesn't need a mirror to know the blood has reached her face when that lovely weapon of enid's presses onto her skin.

"I think I'm right," Enid repeats and she tilts her head, her lips pulling back into a smile as she eyes the lady sitting. "don't you think so Wednesday?"

Wednesday breathes through her nose, trying to think this carefully. Before taking that rationality and tossing it out the window by arching her brow.

"i think you'd need to convince me," Wednesday says and her breath hitches when that grip tightens, that lovely claw teasingly scratching against her skin.

The look on Enid's face darkens and Wednesday shivers when her hand lightens to brush a finger on her cheek instead.

"I can do that."

The next day, Wednesday earned odd stares as she loosened her tie. Around her neck littered bruises but not the usual kind like most expect. It wasn't lil hickies that come with someone suckling, instead it was long, like someone wrapped their fingers around that throat and squeezed.

It looked like Wednesday had gotten choked out.

They wouldn't be wrong.

#Wenclair #Tongues & teeth au #Writing #The lost tiger #Enid Sinclair #Wednesday addams #I CAN'T CALL THIS SMUT #Bc it's not #But there's tension I suppose

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