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sauriansolutions · 2 months
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I was going to do something more with this originally, but it's just been sitting in drafts, all lonely. I'll just stick it here so maybe somebody can enjoy it.
In which Jade swallows a cheeseburger whole, in front of Ace, Deuce, and Epel.
Using his tongue and primary jaw in combination, Jade maneuvered the cheeseburger deep inside his mouth, crushing it against the sides of his teeth and into the roof of his mouth, all the way into the back of his throat. 
When it was in position, he paused to draw in a quick breath through his nose. Then, he flicked his head back the tiniest bit. 
It would be a barely noticable movement from the outside, indistinguishable from a twitch, but it served to push the burger back far enough to trigger his swallowing reflex. 
Where most humans would have had a uvula, Jade's secondary jaws rose up out of his esophagus, stretching the back of his throat wide open. They chomped down eagerly, and, with a rushing sound in Jade's ears, dragged the morsel down towards his stomach, all in one monstrously powerful gulp. 
The feeling of his throat swelling up to accept the offering, then contracting back down again once the food had passed through, was a deeply satisfying one. 
Once he could breath again, Jade released the breath he'd taken in a pleased sigh. He licked his lips, then licked each of his fingertips, ensuring he didn't miss a crumb. 
It was at that point that he noticed all three of the underclassmen staring, with eyes so wide they looked like they might fall out of their heads. 
Jade smiled at their shocked faces. He chuckled lightly. 
"Forgive me," he all but purred. "I only had time for a light lunch today, I was practically famished."
"Jade-senpai," Deuce asked, voice unusually high, "...did you really just swallow an entire cheeseburger whole?"
"Ah... yes." Jade placed a hand on his chest and lowered his head slightly. "I'm aware that isn't the way they're meant to be eaten. I do apologize if I've shown you something unsightly."
"Oh, no! It's fine! You're fine, I... I was just, uhh... surprised?"
"Golly!" Epel blurted. "I wish I could do that!" 
The usually-shy Pomfiore freshman's eyes were sparkling, expression having morphed from dumbfoundedness to something like awe.
Ace was shaking his head. 
"I've seen Floyd do stuff like that," he said. "Dunno why I'm even surprised. You two are twins, right?"
"Yes." Jade smiled, careful not to show too many of his teeth. "Identical. Though, typically more in appearance than anything else."
"Identically weird," Ace muttered under his breath.
"Hey!" Deuce elbowed him, hard. 
"Ow! What the hell?"
"Don't call your seniors weird! It's rude!" 
"Fine, just keep your skinny elbows away from me! They're like knives! Do you sharpen them or something?"
Jade laughed, opening his hands in a plea for peace. 
"I take no offense. As merfolk attending a land school, I'm well aware that my brother and I must, at times, come off as somewhat odd."
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mintymarabell · 1 year
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An elder yautja bad blood
A bad blood who will become obsessed with you.
A bad blood who takes you away from earth, chaining you to his bed post.
A bad blood who offers you an arrangement of fruits thinking it’s all humans eat.
A bad blood who will gladly steal something nice if it looked good on you.
A bad blood who would worship the ground you walk on.
A bad blood who would wait patiently for you to warm up to him.
A bad blood who would hold you so very lovingly at night hoping you’ll always love him.
A bad blood that will kill anyone that disrespects you, gladly bring you their head.
A bad blood who has little underdogs he bosses around to do your bidding.
A bad blood who would lay his life down for you.
A bad blood who would kill anyone who gets in his way.
A bad blood who would concur a planet to give to you as a gift.
A bad blood who will take you on walks in foreign jungles and if you get too tired he will gladly carry you bridle style through the rest of the forest.
A bad blood who would tell you anything and never keep secrets from you.
A bad blood who secretly wants to see you dripping in blood after killing something.
A bad blood who will make you custom armor.
A bad blood who will spoil you with all of the riches and beautiful things he can find.
A bad blood who makes his underdogs bow their heads to you.
A bad blood who treats you like a goddess/god.
A bad blood who dresses you in beautiful jewelry so he can carry you on his arm, flaunting his stunning ooman mate around.
A bad blood who would go crazy without you.
A bad blood who would comb the whole universe if you were taken.
A bad blood who would bury his head into your stomach, inhaling your scent every time he sees you.
A bad blood who is so very clingy.
A bad blood who would kill his own right hand man if they said something rude to you.
A bad blood who is your devoted slave, he would lay down his life if you so wished it.
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Hera: children you have not found the love of your life if you didn’t find them in the trash!
*Sabine and Ezra both look at Kanan*
Kanan: why do you assume that I was in the trash?!
Leia: no she’s got a point
Ezra: does this mean I can space Kallus cuz Zeb didn’t find him in the trash!
Kallus: Bridger I swear
Zeb: kid….Kallus was the trash
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lazygyodza · 5 months
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Matilda and Cinnamon
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When she's out in the city for business matters she tries her best to return home flying through an orchard near Cinnamon's home. Where she can *accidentally* meet Cinnamon himself. And it's not like she's dressing up a little extra for that at all, it's just, u know, when u do business, even if it's sending parcels through the post office, u gotta look sharp, it's just common sense! (⁠。⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧
Autumn in my place is almost gone, we have mostly sub zero temperature today already, still no snow though, so I wanted to post this illustration as a lil love letter for the fall season. It's also a lil milestone for me, I haven't had much of the drawing practice during these times (had a food poisoning and lots of stuff to deal with though), but I still managed to include a lil study in my only rendered illustration! Hehehehe.
Have a nice weekend magical creatures (ノ°∀°)ノ⌒・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*☆
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thinking about monster boys again...
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cazionfhey · 24 days
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if i meowed at u would u meow back? 💚
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skeletalobscurity · 5 months
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It’s been far too long since I’ve drawn them 🥹
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tokumusume · 4 months
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— That Young Master Yue looks not much older than me. Yet, he's an elder now. There's an age restriction to becoming a Sword Wielder. Is there not one for becoming an elder? Brother, who is he? — He's someone you must respect.
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mystical-beasts · 3 months
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A very quick attempt at a Smile For Me style John Doe, just for kicks He wants the teeth behind the one poster, that's it, just a bit hungry he was attracted to the habitat due to the presence of teeth he'd stand near the hole looking into the lounge
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aron-has-ocs · 2 months
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@neonghostcat I love your fic, Cultivate, so much! I'm still only on chapter 27 at the time of this post but I've really been enjoying it. This is for Shen Yuan and Liu Qingge and Tao Ying their magic tree.
Art under the cut
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The Perfect Evil Smile Doesn't Exi-
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tuesdayinthedas · 21 days
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Visceral, reloadable I fear he's to far gone
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rahhhbananas · 10 months
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✭ ✭ ✭ 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐋 ✭ ✭ ✭
summary. When a new recruit arrives Y/n and his sister can’t help but give him a little scare.
warning(s). He/Him pronouns, foul language, implication of killing, very short
a/n. A non Atsv post 😱 I just love cod monster au , all cred goes to bluegiragi on twitter!
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“I know, this is all new to you. And maybe a little scary…”
Price explained, sitting patiently in front of the new recruit, who just so happens to be human “Being around Hybrids can be overwhelming, and it’s not the easiest. Laswell has prepared a private barrack for you,” The young man nodded, thanking Price before wandering off to find his quarters. The older man sighed, taking his hat off before blowing out smoke from the cigar, curved green horns stood atop his head. His slacked posture, dissipating quickly once he realized the recruit went the opposite.
He choked on the smoke before hurriedly looking for the boy. He noticed a lounging Gaz, Soap not to far. The Harpy’s feathers scattered on the couch— the feathered male jumped quickly, scrambling to pick up his plumes, “Price! I swear I was gonna pick them up, I-I just” Gaz stammered, only to be ignored by Price “Not now Muppet, I gotta find that new recruit, anybody see where he went?” Both shrugged their shoulders “Lost the new guy already? They’re gonna eat ‘em alive!” Soap chimed, again being ignored. Ghost walked in, a cup of coffee in-hand, “Talkin’ about the new guy?” Ghost took a “sip” of coffee, the mask barricading the liquid, and burning his mouth “Shit!” Ghost cursed, Soap cackled, pointing a teasing finger at his comrade. Soap slowly stopped his fit of laughter, an alluring voice caught the groups attention. A look of fear washed over Price’s face “Oh, shit!” The Captain rushed in the direction, the others following in a hurry.
“Stay~” and “Join us~” two voices harmonized, Price pushed past the heavy metal door, the sound of running water increased. After searching for a while, he sees the new recruit standing in the center of multiple large tanks “Come on new boy! It won’t hurt,” Y/n chimed, his silver tail with f/c tips moving just as graceful as he. Another voice hummed “He’s not stupid! Just enchant him!” Clementine responded, boredly watching her brother tease the human, Y/n rolled his eyes, scoffing. Clementine returned the gesture “I’m just trying to help, if Price catches you he’s gonna cut off your connection with Alejandro…” Clementine frowned, diving back underwater once she heard the doors open.
“Y/n ! Are you outta your damn mind!” Price yelled, snatching the recruit from the merman’s alluring touch. The h/c sighed, getting in a somewhat comfortable position, preparing for one of Price’s lectures “I truly have no words!” Y/n deadpanned, despite having no words, Price yelled at Y/n for a solid 2 hours.
It was around 10pm, the group sat in the living room. Price read an article, his device rested on his lap. Soap, Gaz, and Y/n talked about the most random things. Ghost watched whatever was on TV at the moment, until Y/n’s phone started ringing. Looking at the screen it read “Alejandro 😼🥵”, before Y/n could answer. Price snatched his phone “Y/n…we both knew this was comin.” Price gave Y/n a stern look before sitting the phone next to him, his scaly tail slightly swaying from satisfaction.
BONUS:
Y/n realizing he won’t be able to gossip with Alejandro anymore:
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damaged-dollie · 13 days
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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year
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you can now find eddies pov here :))
this wasn’t going to be easy, and that was a fact.
dustin was already distraught, a blabbering fucking mess for the entire walk from the town centre to the creel house in this slimy godforsaken underworld.
they were already at their wits end, with barely a string of hope left when eddie stepped in. eddie, who was now a bad guy apparently. steve had to tackle dustin to the ground when eddie first swooped in and tried to slice nancys throat open with his claw because dustin just wanted to hug him.
that was hard enough. everything was hard enough. but now steve had to face - and probably be the one to kill because he was the brawn if nancy couldn’t - the very man who had been haunting his dreams for months and led him to ask robin the question of how she knew.
he was… rabid. clothes ripped and clinging to his body in unnatural ways, his hair a fucking wild mess, his eyes glowing red, his skin paler than usual, the tips of his fingers now black and sharp like talons, extra teeth that were far sharper than teeth should ever be, a snake like tongue, wings!, and not to mention he was soaked in blood. he had it dripping from his chin for fucks sake.
whatever that thing was, it wasn’t eddie.
but it was.
so they’d spent the past hour trying to hide and calm dustin and devise a new plan, whilst trying to survive in this hell.
yeah this was going to be the hardest thing steve’s ever done.
he was probably going to die today.
well, if he died at the hands- claws of eddie, then at least he’d be dying with something beautiful. monster or not.
they stepped back out into the road, steve leading the pack and nancy covering the back.
something swooped overhead, casting a wide shadow, and by the break in dustin’s voice, steve knew it was the eddie thing.
he looked up to see the beast pearched atop a stobie poll, crouched with his hands between his feet like an animal, his wings hanging down behind him.
he looked right at steve, and steve felt his heart stop.
covered in blood and fucking terrifying, steve still loved him.
more than ever, actually.
eddie cocked his head to the side, just looking at steve.
steve adjusted the grip of his nail bat over his shoulder, ready in position to swing. he heard nancy cock her gun, he heard mike and dustin grab onto eachother, and noticed el stepping up beside him at the ready.
eddie just sat there. he moved his head slowly forward, like he was trying to get a better look. he was assessing them, probably, figuring out the quickest way to kill them all without getting hurt.
it made steve sweat.
if eddie wasn’t so high right now, steve would just charge and take a swing. get this over with. give the kids the best advantage.
eddie quickly straightened his head out and made a sound. it was a weird sound. sort of like a creepy roll of his tongue and then a click. it sounded far too much like a demo dog for steve’s comfort.
everyone froze at eddie’s sudden moment and then started looking around after he’d made the sound.
had he called for help?
steve clenched his jaw and gripped the bat tighter, eyes fixed on eddie.
eddie raised his wings up high, spread out wide and they were big. like fucking massive. steve was sure one wing alone was longer than he was.
everyone braced for impact.
eddie made the sound again and stood, standing tall atop the electricity pole, and then he made another sound that was more like a birds chirp (if the bird was dying).
and then he moved, and everyone made sudden noise and yielded his weapons but then stopped not a second later.
eddie was falling.
he was just freefalling backwards off the stobie poll with his hands clutched at his heart.
right before he hit the ground, his wings kicked up into action and carried him back up into the air. and once he was high enough, really fucking high, he dropped again.
steve was confused.
eddie dropped and then… oh shit, he wrapped his wings around himself and was fucking spiraling through the air like an arrow, heading straight for steve.
he heard will shout to run, and everyone jumped back but-
steve was on the ground, groaning and trying to fight eddie off who was on top of him, pinning him down. steve didn’t know where his bat went.
eddie was looking at him with wide eyes.
steve’s jumped out of his skin, screaming when he heard nancys gunshot.
silence.
eddie made a small sound, a shrill one, like he was hurt.
oh he was hurt.
eddie turned his head and spread out his wing and steve could see a perfect circle cut through it. eddie looked at it, then moved his wing out of the way to scowl at nancy.
this couldn’t be good.
eddie snarled at her, his snake like tongue darting out to his before he was grabbing steve and lifting them up into the air.
steve screamed, he’d never been this high before.
nancy had aimed her gun to shoot again but dustin stopped her, there was a very good chance she’d hit steve if she did.
steve didn’t know where his bat was.
eddie started flying, steve clutched tight in his arms and he had no clue where they were going because he had his eyes squeezed shut.
he was so gonna die like this.
and then they stopped, and steve was being layed down on something… soft?
he opened his eyes to find eddie crouched over him again, his hands between his feet like before, his wings draped down behind him, his head cocked as red eyes blinked at steve curiously.
steve rubbed his head and looked around to find that he was… in the highschool theatre dressing room? he only recognised it because it was a classic in school make out spot.
he was laying on a pile of pillows and ratty old blankets that were piled on top of a few mattresses. pillows, big and small, were piled up even higher around the mattresses and it looked… it looked like a nest.
eddie made the clicky sound again and then chirped happily and crawled away.
steve was beyond confused.
he sat up and looked around.
beside him was an old mangled bear, there was just a pile of flannel shirts in one corner of the nest, eddie’s guitar was leaning up against the edge of the nest wall, there were those weirdly shaped dice dustin always carried scattered around, and… oh.
steve moved a pillow to the side a little to find his old varsity jacket stuffed there. it was dirty and a little wear for tear, but everything was in the upside down.
he wondered why eddie had it.
he moved the pillow some more to find one of his shirts there too. and then he lifted a blanket to find a whole collection of his clothes! a few shirts, a red jumper, three odd socks and one matching pair, a pair of purple boxers, his old basketball shorts, a singular sneaker that matched the one on his foot now, and a yellow sweater that steve recognised as the one he threw at eddie on the boat.
steve pet his own chest to feel the familiar bumps of the pins and patches of eddie’s battle vest laid there.
oh.
oh they- they were the same.
they missed eachother.
they barely knew eachother, but they missed not being able to learn.
steve spun around when he felt eddie’s presence again, and eddie was sitting in his same weird stance, but this time right beside steve, his face abnormally close.
steve kinda freaked out.
eddie cocked his head again, blinked those wide eyes that steve couldn’t find scary, even under the red.
steve held up the varsity jacket in one hand and gave it a waggle. eddie looked at it and then looked back at steve, then back at the jacket, then back at steve, and then he purred.
steve didn’t know why it gave him butterflies.
eddie nodded his head forward until his head bumped steve’s shoulder, and then he looked back up with those wide eyes again.
“it’s yours.” steve said simply, tugging at the sleeve of eddie’s vest on himself, “i know, i’m sorry. i hope you don’t mind. it helped ground me on the bad days.”
eddie cocked his head.
“can you understand me?” steve asked.
eddie nodded.
steve was very glad to hear that, “can you talk like me?”
eddie just looked at him.
steve sighed, “i’ll take that as a no.” he hummed, “you have a lot of my things.”
eddie dropped something else on his lap.
their old year book from eighty two. steve opened it up to the page that was indented, obviously eddie looked at it a lot.
on the page was a picture of the swim team, steve posing in one picture with one other guy - the co captains - however, the other guys face had been covered by a cutout of eddie’s face. above it in red sharpie wrote “by the time you graduate, this will be real, and he will be nice and want you back”.
steve couldn’t help his laugh.
eddie crushed on him in highschool?
steve stopped his laughing when eddie made a sharp sound of protest, and steve looked up to see his already wide eyes even wider and… a pout?
oh god, he was making a puppy dog face at steve right now.
god, steve had heard so much about his puppy dog face from wayne, he’d dreamed about being on the receiving end of one himself. and here he was, only it was different now. he had pale skin and dark eyes and blood on his chin.
steve closed his mouth and looked at the pleading expression on eddie's still pretty face, and kinda melted.
"you technically still haven't graduated, you know?" steve found himself saying, and he didn't know why. eddie was technically a demon or something. steve should be running for the hills, but...
eddie made a chipy clicky sound again and then suddenly something wet was touching his cheek and- okay, eddie was licking him.
eddie was liking him a lot, like a dog.
steve laughed and pulled away and smiled at eddie, "licking? really?"
eddie smiled and nodded, shuffled steve back into the steve pile under the blankets and made him rest there. steve did lay, and rest, leant up against the pile of pillows and old clothes. he'd forgoten all about the high stakes of everything, because all he could think about was eddie. eddie here, alive- not really there, but here no less.
eddie shoved steve into the shape he wanted and then grabbed the old mangled teddy with his teeth and crawled over to steve. he dropped himself down heavily into steves lap - causing him to jolt forward and gasp from the sudden weight and pain - and curled up. his wings wrapped around steve, caving him in. eddie nussled his head against steves chest, under the opening of the vest, the mangled teddy clutched tight in his arms, and then he purred again, a big long one.
it was so warm like this.
steve didn't care if eddie wasn't really eddie anymore, because deep down inside, he was still every bit eddie that he could be. it was this world that had turned him into something else.
plus, who was he to judge? steve was a much uglier monster at one point in his life too, bulying and kicking people to the ground during highschool, but he was still good at heart these days. eddie could be too.
he was.
there was no doubt about it.
steve ran his hand over - not through because he physically couldn't - eddie's hair and held him close, and they rested there together for a while, in eddie's home.
saving the world could wait a little while.
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rebswashere · 1 year
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Cute couple arts of Valon the Owlboy and Eir the Kitsune
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