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oh my lord... mentioning merfolk finally pushed me into sending in an ask for you, so hai!
im a huge marine bio nerd and i could probably ramble about that kinda stuff for awhile so im gonna keep it shorter and stick to sharks, aka my favorite species... i apologize for the very long ramble incoming
id imagine that the kind of shark makes merfolk vary heavily - you have smaller, less aggressive sharks (bamboo sharks, nurse sharks, leopard sharks), then you have dogfish which are aggressive small schooling sharks (that actually have venom from what i remember), and the big bois that are mean like bull sharks, oceanic whitetip sharks, great whites, ect. also you have basking sharks and whale sharks which are big ass chill lads. as much as i love them having a tail instead of legs, i think there'd be two "forms" of merperson, one with legs and a tail and one with just the tail. im mainly referring to the ones with legs and tails when i talk about them
like i was saying, the kind of shark species a merperson (or mershark, ill start calling them that) makes them differ between general personality, strength, size, ect ect. bigger sharks are more popular due to their strength, aggression, and speed, making them very useful in the military. smaller guys also have their advantages - its just that a bull mershark would have a much easier time in the military compared to a lemon mershark. although bigger lads are definitely more of a pain in the ass to work with if they grew up in the ocean over on land, cause i like to think most mershark (and merfolk in general) prefer living in the ocean. smaller sharks are easier to control, as they tend to be less prideful and stubborn compared to the bigger species. oceanic whitetip would be especially bad due to their aggression and pride, they're probably the most aggressive species of shark in the ocean
then when it comes to mating/courtship rituals... they don't do any of the fancy things like a werewolf, harpy, or dragon, they're rather direct. sharks in the wild don't court, typically when they meet another shark of the opposite gender they mate due to how rarely they meet other sharks, although mersharks would probably have small courtship rituals. it's pretty simple, just spending more time around who they want to court. i also think it'd be really cute if they gave the person they were courting a shark tooth of theirs that fell off as a memento of sorts. when it comes to mating, male sharks bite as a ritual. not as hard as they'd bite prey, but definitely enough to leave scars. shark mating is pretty rough, but mersharks would probably tone it back a little bit, though there will be times when their instincts slip.
mershark are also oblivious as fuck to other courting rituals if they grew up in the ocean. almost no shark species really have courting, so they don't have instincts when it comes to someone courting them, and they don't have the same socialization that a mershark that grew up on land would have. i just think mersharks are very interesting and very cool <3
thank you for reading my insane rambling about sharks and sharkpeople... once again, sorry for the long ramble, but i had to share my thoughts
Oh god anon this is some GOOD SOUP and as a fellow animal nerd I absolutely love hearing weird animal facts and all I can imagine is just Ghost and Sharkmer reader being absolute idiots lol :D
CW: NSFW at the end, short and quick bc brain isn't braining but this concept of your anon is so cool!
Like Ghost initially thinking all monster courting rituals are complicated as fuck, and the info he finds on the internet doesn't help one bit. And you, having grown up in the ocean, have no fucking clue he's trying to court you in some convoluted way.
You'll spend days just existing next to him, or very gently nibbling on his fingers, which, in your mind, makes it very clear you want to mate, but all Ghost thinks is that you want to eat him. And the next thing you know he's shoving an energy bar into your mouth and walking away and you're left confused.
And Ghost, bless the poor fool's soul, eventually gets lured into the waters by your sparkling eyes and wide grin of sharp teeth. The same teeth bite down on every piece of his skin, not enough to actually hurt him, but your teeth marks litter his thighs, his ass, all across his chest and especially around his pecs, from shoulders down to his biceps and anywhere you can reach while you stretch him.
God the sex is one of the best he's ever had, his usually cold body warming up from the proximity of you and the warm waters you're in as you slowly fuck both of your cocks into him, having stretched him open until he was unable to beg between his hiccups. And he's so pretty beneath you, rough groans as he rubs his cock while you move your hips in a slow rhythm, your dicks pushing in and out, in and out, brushing against his prostate until he was close to losing his mind with how you stretched him beyond imagination.
Some of your teeth end up lodged in his shoulder, and when you finish mating him you tell him to keep them, making them into a necklace he now wears around his neck.
#gnome correspondence#cod mw2#x reader#trinkets from the hoard#top male reader#male reader#simon ghost riley x male reader#simon ghost riley x reader#cod x male reader#cod modern warfare#monster 141 au#monster cod au
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ok so I had this question in mind
are the small wild animals (aka real life animals in the cartoon) just as small as Mr&Mrs Tiny? or are they a little bigger than these two mouses? for example are the wild rats/mouses the same height as them or bigger?
Actually, Mr&mrs Tiny ARE wild mouses, let me explain, lot of info ahead.
First, why there's two kind of creatures in this world? Well, in Bobby's episode is explain that, long time ago, there was only wild creatures, and each wild species would exist in their own place, apart from other species except when ''they need it'' (a child friendly way to say ''only to eat each other'').
Then, there was a spark, and the first pendant was created after a wild creature befriended a wild from another species. The magic of their bond was the start of a new kind of creatures, the ''critters''.
The magic of the pendant altern the physical look of the creature, and also their mind, 'cause now they're able to speak the same language that other ''critters''. This magic allow them to become social creatures with other species, and befriend/interact with them to the point of even have children of other species (thanks to the stork, Bobby make a subtle joke about this in plan ''Mom and dad have never mention a bird'' when Kicking ask if they didn't came from a egg like him), ALSO change their needs (for example, all the critters are vegetarian, but it something subtle, just having a line of Bobby telling ''my parents like a different kind of pie (meatpie)'' in one episode).
It was a event that happens centuries ago, so now the descendants of the original critters doens't need their own pendant to grown like this, 'cause the magic is already in all of them, BUT there's still a lot of pendant out there, and the most of them are family relics that go from parent to child (like in Dogday&catnap, Hoppy, Crafty and Picky), others can be found in all the kingdom, but they can only be activate if the critter's magic inside of them share the same kind of magic that the pendant have (like with Kickin and Bubba case).
So, if that the case, why Bobby's family react more wild that Bubba's? Easy, mouse are already really inteligents and social creatures, so they just evolved more that the bears.
The mouses have their own society INSIDE the critters town, living in the walls of a lot of building, Bubba's family actually was living in the Library's walls, but after getting Bubba, the librarian allow them to move into their own room to raise the elephant, years later, a young Bubba make contact with the librarian's pendant, activating it, so the librarian decided to pass the torch to him after basically see the elephant grown into a wide young man (this is explained in the family reunion episode).
This is why Bubba's family doesn't have a lot of screen in the show, 'cause they don't speak the same language that the critters (you can only hear squeaking noise when they speak, Bubba been the only one able to understand them), so apart from when Bubba is in the library, they don't show up a lot.
Now, can a wild become a critter in the present day? Yes, actually, Bobby episode talk about how she change from a wild bear to the critter she's now, but for that to happen it need a literal spark, aka the creation of a pendant to change a wild (Bobby's pendant was create due a act she make), but for that to happen is REALLY hard, they're not as common as the cutiemark in MLP, so actually have a pendant is a big thing in this universe.
#There is A LOT of stuff i want to show of the cartoon side#but i need to poofread all the fanfics and uuuuuuuuugh#no enough time#smilingcritterslostmedia#poppy playtime#smiling critters#ask#nova say
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Helloooo! First things first, I gotta say, I LOVE your writing! Anything you post I eat it up, even if the characters aren't my cup of tea you somehow make me a complete simp. Congratulations on your absolutely AMAZING work <3
Okok onto the real ask, tho! I was thinking gender neutral reader, with Sanji and Zoro? (Maybe Usopp if it tickles your fancy :)) Reader is like, very badass at first glance kicks ass easily and does it looking very cool. Leather jacket, maybe some cool tattoos and piercings, stuff like that.
But when they start getting to know them better they're like... A total dork??? A complete nerd??? They like roleplaying games like DnD, they know a bunch of animal and science facts for absolute no reason other then "it's fun to know about stuff :D" (also, fun fact, did you know there's a species of penguin that is like- 12 inches tall?? And they're blue???? They're called fairy penguins and I LOVE THEM-)
It could be a short fic or headcannons, whatever works best for you <3 thanks for reading this! And writing! Have a wonderful day!
A/N: Eeeeek this was so cute and soft to think about!! As a fellow d&d nerd and just nerd in general this was really cute to write (I however, am not an intimidating badass, but I admire those who can pull it off)
Characters: gn reader x Sanji, Zoro, Usopp
Total word count: 700
Intimidating Nerd
Sanji
He finds your intimidating nature so hot. SOOOOO hot.
He’s always fawning over you and desperate to give you attention. You hardly pay him any mind, but that just fuels him even more.
Sanji discovers pretty quickly that you’re not as intimidating as you appear (because he’s literally always watching you), but at first he doesn’t let on.
He does learn all about the topic you’re totally obsessed with, and uses that to win you over.
Not the type to call you out or gloat that he knows, he just drops random hints about it at first. Little facts, and when he sees you perk up he knows he hit the jackpot.
After a few mentions of it, you finally cave, and just totally info dump on him while he’s baking.
He just stirs the batter and hums along, only half understanding all of the things you say (he only learned enough to impress you) while you get louder and louder from excitement.
But your excitement doesn’t phase him, in fact it makes him giddy. He’s thrilled to see such a vulnerable and different side of you that not many get to see.
Zoro
Zoro is concerned at first that you’re all talk, but once you prove yourself in battle, he becomes pretty impressed with you.
Impressed becomes adoration, due to the look you have and the flirtatious words exchanged between you all.
He hears you occasionally speak about your special interest(s), and on island days he can usually find you in one of those weird stores he usually tries to avoid.
After you leave one, he sneaks in and asks the guy what you were in there for. He explains that he’s a crewmate of yours and is trying to find you something nice, but has no idea where to start.
He ends up picking out a cool piece of jewelry that has some hint towards whatever you love. That kind of merch that still looks cool, but fans know where it’s from.
Luckily, the guy is super helpful, and even explains a little bit about the backstory of the item he picked out (all of which goes right over Zoro’s head).
He leaves it on your bed in the bunkhouse. He doesn’t really know what to say or how else to give it, and when you see it, you know it's from him immediately. He’s the only one who knows that you like that thing, and you instantly put it on.
When he sees you again, he compliments the jewelry, to which you smirk and roll your eyes. “Thanks,” you say. “Some nerd got it for me.”
Usopp
He is so scared of you. Literally tenses when you walk in the room at first.
Yeah, you’re hot. But you could also definitely kill him in 5 seconds with your pinky. He’s seen you do it to stronger enemies in less time.
He doesn’t even try that boasting thing with you. He tried it once and you just raised an eyebrow at him. He got so flustered that he immediately shut up.
And then he brings up an old game he used to play, an old TV show he used to watch, an old comic book he used to read. And your entire demeanor changes.
At first he thought you were making fun of him or trying to scare him, but he can see real enthusiasm about it in you. And you like…know your stuff.
Suddenly you all are BEST. FRIENDS. You’re inseparable. You teach Luffy and anyone else who will listen about the lore. Most of it goes over Luffy’s head, but Robin, Franky, and even Sanji get a hold of the concept and become slightly interested.
Every time you stop at an island, the two of you saunter off together trying to find new merch or new updates about it.
Usopp loves having you around because he knows that you will always protect him and you can fight enough for two in battle, and you’re cool enough to always keep a conversation going with him.
#one piece#one piece imagine#one piece scenario#one piece x reader#one piece x you#sanji#vinsmoke sanji#sanji x y/n#sanji x reader#sanji x you#zoro#roronoa zoro#zoro x reader#zoro x y/n#zoro x you#god usopp#usopp#usopp x y/n#usopp x you#usopp x reader#cozage#✧˚sanji✧˚#✧˚zoro✧˚#✧˚usopp✧˚
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Some BP/HH/General asks
That mood when you want to share all the things but also want to keep it under wraps for the actual thing haha! Thanks very much anon!
As for your questions, I can't actually be specific cos there's no definitive number I have in mind for either. Basically there are a number of sectors (you can consider them their equivalent of countries - they have less than what we do though), and a number of species of demon of which I've designed about seven of. The ones I've shown before are these guys (and do you think I could find this pic again? No, I had to recreate it cos for the life of me I couldn't remember what ask I'd previously stuck it in lol):
One day when i have enough species and stuff out there I want to make a proper field guide \o/
Thank you very much for the interest! ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ I would actually love to for BP, but before I jump the gun there I have to get the comic out first lol. That being said I have made mini-games before featuring the HH versions and some other characs alas they are all lost at the moment to the sands of Flash becoming obsolete 😩
Me and Gato do still collab sometimes (and send each other Xmas presents)! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
I have been working on one off and on for a while actually! Hopefully I'll have some pages to post next year or so*, I've been doing a bit of thumbnailing recently :D
*that is the plan but i also don't know where people find the time to do anything with a full time job lol.
Hullo! Glad you are enjoying the snippets of BP I've got here and there :D Here is an older ref on Izm back when i first got the idea (at that time i didn't really plan to do anything with it, it was just an AU. Now it's my main project haha. Anyway the ref is a little bit out of date in that regard.)
I used to have a "field guide" which was also made quite a while ago, unfortunately the death of Flash kinda killed it. Here's a screenshot of some relevant info from it though.
That's an interesting one as it's questionable how sentient souls are after removal 🤔 In my mind its only form is the smoke light, it can "see" to some degree and MIGHT be able to talk (but in a very no one can hear them sort of way, a la i have no mouth and i must scream. So i guess it can think "aloud"). The more time passes the less sentience it has.
It could try, though it wouldn't really get anywhere if it's in Rire's collection. He might just eat it lol.
.D: Good with kids, will be fine in all aspects.
Izm: The fun dad however needs a partner that knows what they're doing to ensure the child safety during shenanigans.
Marcus and Zeke: Also would be good parents though might be more helicopter out of protectiveness/worry when first starting out.
Ren: Geek parent very good for homework help. Some Asian parent tendencies eg "ah see, i told you not to do that right? Now you see what happened."
They are similar to our known society for this! So basically, there are some good families out there (eg Zeke - who is a demon - is from a pretty average loving family), and there are some bad families out there who only care about power or having an heir or whatever.
HH Rire is a human. I differentiate between him and Demon Rire because they are two different characters...even though they are also technically the same character lol. You can consider them as alternate universe iterations of a base "Rire" concept.
I actually half jested this in an old comic lol
I am sorry to inform you that a HH webcomic doesn't actually exist 😅 I did a lot of art, animations and one shots (such as the HHJ comics) with them, but nothing actually planned or serialised or anything. Whatever's currently on my DA or here is basically what exists.
Bringing this image back cos it's relevant lol.
You spelled it correct there though! XD
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How do na’vi feed their babies?
I’ve been writing a WIP that revolves around a pregnancy since june and I still have no idea. I’ve heard and seen so many answers from they can’t breastfeed bc of their low body fat to actually they do breastfeed to actually they use their kurus
That is a good question! Actually whole fandom now struggles to answer that since we've got some new info about na'vi birthing process in the script for ATWOW.
WARNING! So everything I'm going to tell is yet not been proven to be canon!!!! But since before that we didn't have almost any information at all... It's up to you to use it or not. (and sorry it took me so long to get to the point 😅😅)
Firstly a little about na'vi gestation period and birth. It is not stated how long it takes, but we know that it is split into trimesters and na'vi actually "give birth" in the end of the second trimester! They give birth to a translucent chrysalis called "tsalnu".
And for the third trimester mother nourishes her baby with kuru. And when times comes for the baby to "hatch" that is when the na'vi are born.
Neytiri, Jake and baby Neteyam
(there's supposed to be my thoughts on chrysalis thing but then I thought it wasn't important for the topic so, if you wanna hear it then ask me)
Kuru nourishing
I saw people hating on this concept since kuru is supposed to be an extention of the neutral system, how can it transport nutrients and vitamins through it? These questions started even earlier, when we discovered that reef na'vi can extend their time being underwater by connecting to the sea creatures and plants that can transport oxygen through tsaheylu. But how? Well, apparently it has veins.
Avatar the way of water: the visual dictionary
I'm gonna talk more about possible similarities between na'vi and other animals especially tulkun in the way how they reproduce but later in other questions.
So, when tsaheylu is made, it not only connects two creatures neural systems but circulatory too. I have a headcanon explanation of how it works but it's weird lol. So, do you remember this sticky wet sound kuru sometimes made when connecting/disconnecting? Well, what if, when connected, kuru produces some kind of liquid that is similar to something like blood plasma? And that's when nutrient transportation starts? (and now I'm thinking that it can also keep this fragile organ clean and protected from harsh disconnecting that could rip off poor tendrils). I have some questions on how circulatory system works in that case, like maybe Pandoran animals only have one blood type or it somehow separates inside, but we just don't know. That is a question for the speculative biologists out there!
Now, for the everything I said above, I need some proves on can you consider it canon or not. Your word, Mr. Cameron.
So, he never said anything about chrysalis, but kuru nourishing is pretty much a real thing I suppose. But what happens when the baby is out of it's tsalnu?
Breastfeeding
I haven't heard anything about them not being able to breastfeed due to their low body fat, but my immediate thought was... Why do they have breasts then? 😅 Alright, maybe it has a different purpose, but NIPPLES? For what reason? So I'd rather think that maybe their bodies produce hormones somehow differently than assumed that they have breasts but are not able to feed with them.
We even know that they "nurse their infants for up to four months"! So the answer is clear.
Avatar wiki fandom: na'vi species
Summing this all up!
So the answer for your question is:
- na'vi women give birth at the end of the second trimester and nourish their baby (inside a pod) with their kuru until it's ready to born.
- after birth they breastfeed a newborn for up to four months. ☺️
Thank you for reading!
Btw if you'll finish your WIP please let me know!
#Waiting for more questions!#Ask me about avatar series#avatar#avatar the way of water#avatar frontiers of pandora#afop#Atwow
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" DISSECT ME AND BREAK ME OPEN ALL YOU LIKE CAUSE YOU'D FIND MY HEART IS YOURS."
(REQUESTED) MOON! PHOSPHOPHYLLITE/HUMAN! GN! READER
LAND OF THE LUSTROUS
[FLUFF/SLIGHT ANGST] 2.6K WORDS
⸺A/N // Sorry for disappearing for a long period of time. However, I hope you find yourself enjoying this requested piece. I'd like to hear your thoughts and overall on this piece with my new style of writing. //
⸺INFO // Reader is implied as FEM regarding request but never stated. //
Deprived, that is all you've ever known inside of these walls of whites . In the walls of kumera, you wander far and near with a deadening routine. Wake up, dress, eat, travel through the walls of kumera and isolate yourself in your research room unless you're ever requested by someone
Your existence was only made possible by an astonishing lunarian who had revived your species, even though Barbata was no professional in the more biological stems of science than technology he made work and from a small project was able to restore you. A walking ancient relic of the once populated planet, earth. You remembered your awakening just like how someone would reminisce about their vibrant youthful days.
However, your awakening was one far from vibrant. You awoke alone in a room, on something you presumed was an operating table. You remember looking around the room with curious eyes unlike now, a small table with a tray of various tools, multiple disregarded gloves and masks scattered around the disposable bin. Your curious eyes only squinted abruptly at the bright light shone above you when you turned your head up, feeling overwhelmed you took your eyes off of your surroundings and instead let it wander on your body.
Curious hands of yours experiment on your body, the sensations it brought only stimulate your taste for more. Your finger traces against the stitches across your collarbone to your thighs. Your moment was only abruptly interrupted when a cacophony of gasps and shrieks disrupted at the entrance.
Your case was classified as successful. However, only through the slaughter of both gems and admirabilis alike. You almost remind yourself of a Frankenstein, stealing the body parts of others to bear this body of yours. You feel almost guilty for even bearing a form, a body; bones made from the shattered fragments of tormented gems, soft flesh that stretches out on your entire being covering you from toe to head; courtesy of the skinned admirabilis. Lastly, the only thing that you felt that actually belonged to you throughout your whole consciousness; your soul.
You're not sure where the origination of this soul was from, an information, knowledge that Barbata has asked of the others to withhold from you. Perhaps for the better. The surprising thing was, the soul was estimated to have originated way before the era where lunarians, lustrous, and admirabilis emerged from. With this you inherited and discovered knowledge that came with the soul, interestingly for you the soul seemed to be a doctor of some kind that specialised in the human anatomy, with foggy fragments of their daily life.
Currently you now roam the science facilities of kumera, assigned as a scientist yourself. To further help the lunarians to develop in their goal of achieving the serenity of nothingness while aiding in making their daily life more tolerable.
Even though Barbata specialised in the more technological areas of science, you work along side him, specializing in the more biological roots of science.
Now you're hurriedly putting on your coat as you make way in the narrow yet spacious hallways of the building, your striding steps reverberating across the hall with a pitter patter. You were ordered by lady cairngorm, what he currently goes by now, to oversee the damage made to the infamous gem, or usually referred to as the "hope of the lunarians" and repair his fragmented body.
You abruptly halt at the entrance of the designated room with a perplexed expression as lunarians rush in and out of the room, uttering a small 'Excuse me' and 'Sorry!' here and there. Luckily, it didn't last long and when you found an opening to the crowded entrance you quickly slid through with ease. Your eyebrows furrow together as your eyes squint at the sight of the fallen gem. Broken and shattered into unrecognisable pieces, only the part of his head and his leg is discernible from the rest of the disarray of gleaming fragments. You quickly usher out the remaining lunarians and gems alike outside to begin your operation. With a flick of the wrist you ushered out the unwanted eyes of both worried and curious people.
You let out an exaggerated sigh as you sift through
a small portable pouch for your appliances.
You eventually find your needed tools and you settle yourself beside the pieces of phosphophyllite and began working on organizing him limb to limb before assembling him. As your gloved hands labour swiftly to piece him by piece back together like a puzzle. You carefully coat each surface with layers of an adhesive substance carefully assembling him from inside out. You spend hours assembling his torso and limbs before you move onto his face.
For some reason you find that your hand lingers above his face for a short while before proceeding the adhesion, you find yourself somewhat aching to caress his face. You have always found the gems beauty incomparable, words couldnt describe them but if you had to you'd call them seraphic. They had glistening lustrous hair, each with an unique colour to match their even more unique personalities, ones that harmonized perfectly with the rest of their body. However, you found that phosphophyllite was clearly composed of other types of minerals aswell. You were actually shocked to find that the only thing that remained from what he started out as, a phosphophyllite, was only his torso. The rest were undeniably pieces of memories from experiences he picked up in his rather bizarre life.
Though most gems found his mismatched compositions odd, you found it all the more endearing. After all, you noted that most of the gems inclusions aren't as flexible as his to fuse so easily like this.You wondered why his inclusions were so adaptable to such a wide variety of minerals, so accepting to fuse with a completely different mineral in order to function. You found it almost poetic but while you were submerged in your thoughts, your hands gleefully took lead of the task at hand. Subconsciously without knowing you trailed at the cracks of his face for some time before being snapped out of your thoughts and continuing the task.
After hours of work, you got up from your chair with a sigh as you stretched your arms and back and was delighted with the response of a crack. You stood up now with your chin resting at the knuckles of your hands while you admire another successful operation, admiring for a bit too long.. but- more importantly, his operation is now done.
You walk out of the room with a satisfied hum as you inform the first lunarian in your sight, that phosphophyllite is now assembled and ready to walk on both legs again but not before a few hours of rest for the adhesive to set in strong.
They respond with a quick nod and a smile as they thank you courteously, you respond back with a nod of your own as you continue travelling back to your research room.
After restless hours of observation, experimentation and groaning at the unwanted results from your new project you recently just started you're startled by a interrupting knock on the door. You answer back with a tired ''come in'. You curiously look at the lunarian who interrupted your project with a knock, explaining that your presence has been requested by phosphophyllite himself.
You're confused at the request but you obediently follow the lunarian leading you to his newfound room where he's rested, on the way there your mind tries to fill in the blanks on why you've been requested.
'Perhaps he's asked for me to get an upgrade?' 'Maybe I've misplaced some parts, I wasn't paying as much attention as I should have..'
'Probably not, logically It must be questions regarding the operation, perhaps he's experiencing a withdrawal?'
You sweat at your doubtful thoughts that you swore had somehow physically manifested because you suddenly feel needles prickling at your skin.
You huff at your thoughts before clearing your head and reprimanding yourself for being so negative. While you were internally scolding yourself, you almost walk into the back of the lunarian leading you, as you halt just right on time and peer from behind her into the room. She utters out something you weren't able to catch as she moves out of your way and stays stationed at the corner of the room instead. The movement seems to catch the attention of the rather dreading gem but he perks up just as quick when he sees you.
You're almost taken aback by the sudden change of mood, as to why his eyes which were so gloomy and solemn turned so curious. You look back to the quiet lunarian and release her of her duty as she's, you assume, no longer needed at the moment. She takes the hint and walks out of the room with no troubles, as your eyes start to leave her disappearing figure you're only slightly startled to meet the gaze of phosphophyllite. With wide eyes and an almost dazed look, he continues looking at you without even an inch of movement.
You awkwardly curl up your hand and cough to catch his attention, only succeeding after 3 tries.
He snaps back and apologizes quickly with a hand rubbing the back of his neck shyly before asking, "I apologize, you should be Dr. [Name] right?" you give a carefree nod as he stares back at you with bewilderment as if he still can't wrap his mind around this situation. "So you're really human? I thought your species was split beyond recovery." he shoots you with one question after another, seemingly just spitting out whatever is running through his head.
"Well, you could say I basically fit all the classifications of a human. However, I wouldnt say I'm all natural." he perks up with a small tilt to gesture for you to continue. You're almost uneased with how immersed he looks but you shake the feeling off and continue " I was artificially made, assembled with the three components the human kind has spit into. A soul, bones and flesh."
He doesn't respond after that only silently pondering whatever is going on in his mind.
"Is there any other questions, miss..ter? phosphophyllite." you prolonge the sentence of your formalities, completely unsure of what you're supposed to call him considering gems are genderless. "Miss..ter?" He tilts his head at the name, you've noticed he's been doing that a lot. "What's that?" he questions you with a blank face staring straight ahead at you, you can't help but let out a chuckle at his expression as your hand is lifted up to cover your mouth. He's only furthermore perplexed at your action, his shoulders slightly shrinking down in embarrassment of something; he usually didn't grow shy to people who both either laughed with him or at him, if anything he's grown quite used to it but he didn't wanna look ridiculous, not Infront of you, no.
He shyly adverts his gaze to other objects in the room and let's out a small confused 'huh?', this only causes you to let out a fit of giggles at his confusion before you force yourself to calm down.
"I apologize that was kind of unprofessional of me. It's nothing to do with you ,just my humour." you quickly apologize for your behaviour with a embarassed look. However he only responds with a small chuckle of his own, "Oh!" he perks up. "Nothing to worry about, I dont mind a laugh here or two." thinking about it, he actually missed the sound of your laughter now. Seeing a person of such high caliber who obviously likes to rather maintain a more serious and professional attitude laugh so freely was relaxing especially in the new environment he's in, surrounded with lunarians who rather go about their day quite robotically.
He adverts his attention back on you, just you. His eyes curiously picks up the texture of your skin, the individual strands of your hair and your own eyes. He thought your eyes could possibly outshine the glow of diamonds entirety himself, contrary to you who didn't pay much to your eyes. The moment of comfortable silence is broken when he speaks up with a tone filled with a twinge of underlying shyness even though he tried to sound confident in his request. "Could I, touch you? I mean, I'm just curious as how a human feels compared to the rest of us.." he corrects himself with two hands frantically waving Infront of him hoping he didn't make you uncomfortable any how.
You indulge in his curiosities and nod in approval as you walk towards his form, he shifts on the bed he was laid on as he stretches out an arm hesitantly. You roll up the sleeves of your coat as you offer your arm to his hand who only lingers around for a moment as if contemplating before running his aloy arms agaisnt yours.
You slightly shiver at the texture of his hand slowly trailing around your palm, to your wrist, and forearm. You had to admit it felt nice, the feeling of his hard and metallic feeling hands coming in contact with your warm and soft ones. He noted yours was admirably more softer, smoother and warm. He could've sworn the texture of your hand almost reminded him of a strange and comforting touch he felt before. Just hours ago, as he awoke his inclusions managed to remember an unfamiliar touch he never felt before his trip here, almost like a shadowed touch lingering agaisnt his face. He guessed it must've been something that happened while he was unconscious during the operation.
Enthralled, he isn't aware that his own alloy hands are attempting to wrap around your own. You don't say anything to interrupt his entranced state, only curiously staring at his face. His expression is one of a immersed stare as if he's currently working on a puzzle, desperate to search for where the last piece will fit and search he does. He searches the strange touch in your palms, unravelling his alloy hands from yours before gently grabbing your wrist and resting the cheek of his face in your palm. You're startled by the action but you let it sink in and you do nothing to interrupt the moment.
It was you, he figured. It must be you, he corrected. It was your touch his inclusion had remembered when he woke up.
He knew it was awfully wrong of him to bask in your touch without your permission but he's been so starved, so denied of something so small in his whole life. Something so small that ate him inside out and now that your touch has seeped into his cracks, he feels at peace to replace himself with such warmth and softness instead of the usual unfamiliar pieces of others that latch onto his missing limbs heavily.
You'd cut your hand off if it was this pleasure he wanted, you thought. He looked so deprived of such a simple thing and you know how it must've felt for him. Confused, scared, and doubtful. It was just what it was like for you when you awoke aswell, you pondered on how cruelly life has treated phos.
Someone who's still stuck in the past, a past whereas he's still looking at the mirrors that only reflect his past self, refusing to let the future or present seep in. He wishes to demolish that and in order to do that he had demolished himself. Whereas everyone moved on he stood still in the past because he was so wary of a future he couldn't control.
You'd cut your hand off if all he wanted to do was have someone hold him.
He didn't just want your hand however, he'd wanted your warmth and you as a whole. He'd damn himself all again if you ever thought to break pieces of yourself for the sake of others ; just like he once did.
#phosphophyllite x reader#moon phosphophyllite#phosphophyllite#moon phosphophyllite x reader#houseki no kuni x reader#houseki no kuni#land of the lustrous x reader#land of the lustrous
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hiiii, :3 I saw your post about wanting requests (and I also really liked your autistic headcanon post ! and this is inspired by one of your headcanons)
I have an idea of a they/them or he/him reader (can be bau or non bau reader) who is
info dumping to spencer reid about bugs :3 !
(maybe they aren't in the bau but are dating, and spencer reid comes home,
and they are excited to see him, and they start info dumbing :3
)
some fun facts about bugs !
-dung beetles can pull 1,141 times its own body weight,!
-there are 4,000 species of bees in the US,!
-sometimes ants can reproduce asexually,!
-group of butterflies is called a flutter,!
you don't have to include these (you can include your own facts if you want !)
and feel free to come up with any plot you want, my main ask is to have reader info dump about bugs to spencer reid !
(sorry for the long ask but) thank you for considering and reading this ask !
@unlikelyaperson ahh omg tysm for the request! i had so much fun writing these hc and i hope you like them!! i hope that you send in more requests because this one was amazing to write! not proofread so if it doesnt make sense, sorry!!
(bugs are absolutely amazing btw, amazing choice!!)
☆ gn!autistic!reader x spencer reid hcs ☆
spencer is absolutely smitten when it comes to you and anything you like or enjoy he is 100% researching and memorising everything about it and i mean EVERYTHING
so when he found out that your current hyperfixation was bugs he was overjoyed!
he had just gotten home from work as you were reading your new book on bugs
"spence guess what!" you called from the couch
"yeah angel?"
"did you know that there are over 4000 species of beetles in the US and that a group of butterflies is called a flutter!"
he is so happy that you found something you love that all he can really do is just stop and admire you talk to him
"well if a group of butterflies is a flutter, d'you think that our team could be a flutter?" he asks
"well you arent really bugs but the sentiment would be accurate. oh and spence! one of the coolest thing about ants are they can sometimes reproduce asexually and-"
he just watches in awe as you pour your heart and soul into talk on and on and is perfectly content just listening
"i love you, you know"
"i love you too spence! wow, look here! did you know that dung beetles can pull 1,141 times its own body weight which is really incredible because-"
he is so happy to be with you and loves hearing you talk about bugs ♡
this man is so smitten like damn-
#autistic!reader#adhd writer#autistic writer#neurodivergent#neurodiversity#spencer reid comfort#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid hc#spencer reid hcs#spencer reid scenario#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid headcanons#fluff#fluff hc#fluff headcanons#autistic!reader x spencer reid#gn!autistic!reader#gn!autistic!reader x spencer reid
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Febuwhump Day 9: Bees
Fandom: The Bad Batch
Summary: Wrecker never liked bugs. But now that Tech's gone, he finds some beauty in his brother's favorite insect. Bees.
Bugs were not Wrecker's strong suit. Most of the time they weren't a problem, but sometimes they freaked him out. After being stormed by 'the hive' with Cid, he decided he simply was afraid of them.
This included bees. There were a lot of bugs on Padu. There were a lot of flowers on the island. It was one of the things that the clone liked. Their simple beauty was something most didn't expect a clone to love the way he did.
But he didn't like the bees. The small bugs freaked him out. Even so he would be around them often. The rest of the batch didn't share his distrust of the small insects.
Tech had loved bees. "Bees are extremely important to every ecosystem. Almost 90% of wild plants and 75% of the galaxy's crops depend on the insects's pollination."
"I don't care" Wrecker joked. He nudged his brother.
However Tech did. Trying to continue, Crosshair cut him off. "We don't care."
Now Wrecker wished he had listened. The clone watched the bees buzz around the sunflowers that were around him. What bothered him was the fact that they shut him up even though he was clearly excited about it.
The bees flew near him and unlike every time before, Wrecker let them. Instead of shoeing them away, he welcomed them. Tech's voice rang in his head, "Did you know that there is at least one species of bee on most every planet."
"Does he just do that?" Echo sighed.
"Yeah" Hunter answered. "Normal one of them tells him to shut up by now."
"Bumblebees technically shouldn't be able to fly because of-"
Tech was cut off by Crosshair. "Shut up" the clone growled. Despite being shut up, Tech didn't seem upset. Instead he continued what he had been doing previously.
"Seems kinda mean" Echo whispered to his brother.
"If they don't he'll talk for hours."
Now Wrecker was left wondering what he was going to say. What else had they left unsaid? What seemingly useless piece of information had they missed out on?
Wrecker would do anything to hear Tech info dump about bees again. Info dump about anything really. He wanted to know why bumblebees shouldn't be able to fly. More than anything he wanted his brother back.
"Watching the bees?" Phee asked, sitting next to Wrecker.
"Yeah" he sighed. "I never liked them before. Actually used to be scared of them. Up until now." A sort of sad smile flashed across his face. "They are actually pretty nice" he sobbed.
"It's gonna be okay big guy." Phee comforted him.
A bee landed on the clone's knee. Out of instinct, he screamed. Then he just watched it. Putting his finger by it the insect crawled onto his finger. It was smaller than his finger nail. "Hey Tech."
#febuwhump#febuwhump day 9#Febuwhump2024#star wars#whump#star wars whump#star wars the bad batch#the bad batch#bees#post plan 99#wrecker tbb#wrecker the bad batch#tbb wrecker#tbb tech#bad batch phee#the bad batch whump#bad batch whump
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*gnawing on the bars of my enclosure* I need more angel AU stuff. Headcanons for the 141, more angel info, more parts to the series. I need more hhhhhh
Absolutely!
More of the Angel AU!🪽🪽
-so during the story the group comes across many beasts on their journey, Trolls, fae, orcs etc.
-there is even a dragon encounter.
-but there is one creature that concerns everyone in the group the most, even the reader. Harpies.
-I will be drawing these guys soon, but harpies are not going to be a great encounter the boys have. Harpies are carnivores and have been known to hunt and eat men. And even hunt angels too. They are cunning, and a chaotically neutral species. One may or may not be helpful to our reader.
-graves loves to torment the reader. Lying to her that she’ll see her family again once the king meets her. Or give her the false sense of trust (but we all know he’s just being a conniving psycho bitch :) ). But the 141 boys never liked him in the first place.
-when the 141 realized the true intentions of what the king wants to do, including Graves, they helped the reader escape.
-throughout most of the story, the readers wing is still broken. It takes a while before it’s healed. So a lot of walking! And sometimes being carried :).
- during that time of finding the readers family, the reader opens up more about herself. And she opens the 141s eyes about beasts/creatures, that they don’t deserve to die or be hunted mercilessly. And one by one, the boy grow more and more fonder of you.
-the first couple of the boys to get closer to you is Gaz and soap, their easier going nature settled your nerves. Plus they secretly gave you extra food when you were first captured.
-price was next, he noticed how well Gaz and soap were getting along with you. He starts off slow, then it eventually picks up with more conversation. You ask him about his travels, where he’s been and what he’s seen. You’ve only ever really known your home forest, not much more, so it was endearing to hear about what the rest of the world might be like.
- and ghost….he’s last, but it’s not because he doesn’t like you. He’s just…unsure about how to interact with you. You looked relaxed around the other 141 boys, but not quite with him. And he gets it, he’s not easy to be around, he unnerves people at the least. His armour, his faceplate, everything about him yells hunter, danger.
-but you? The complete opposite of him: soft, kind, innocent. An innocent he hurt. He hurt you, it was his net that made you crash to the earth, breaking your one of your beautiful wings. And the guilt was there, every time he looked at you, flaring up even more so when your kind eyes met his.
-so he’ll protect you, with all that he has, and everything he is. And hopefully these growing afflictions and feelings ghost has for you will go away.
-and Simon prays that the day he has to tell you the truth about what he did to you never comes.
#call of duty#cod modern warfare#cod mw2#ghost mw2#art#simon ghost riley#soap mw2#gaz mw2#price mw2#mw2 x reader#simon riley x you#simon ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#cod mw soap#call of duty mwii
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heyhey !! love your stuff !! i was just wondering if you have any info on the non-fire natural quads ?! (like entbrat, deedge, riff, shellbeat and quarrister)
i'd really like to hear what they are like in your au............
Yeah uh sorry about kinda lying about answering my asks um I got bit by the programing bug but for games this time, but yeah. I only have drawings of some of them because lazy.
I'll be talking about all of them though, and a bit about monster maturing. The natural quads are only found in their elemental lands/islands as the elemental energies in those areas allow for eggs of their species to be formed in the first place. They can only have an elemental dominance of their respective element due to their connection with it.
Entbrats like woods, which plant island has an abundance of, and the woods they grow up in is the one they stay in whenever they have the choice of where to go, making it so the castle of plant island doesn't actually have a room for a boss monster due to how unlikely it is for the current boss entbrat to live in the woods near the castle. The castle of course was originally built to have a room for the quad, but it's been converted into another storage room. Castles serve mainly as storehouses in this universe.
Deedges are very strong and protective monsters. Their semi-serrated tusks and extra wide-opening jaws are perfect for defensive offense against the predatory critters of the cold lands/cold island. They are surprisingly mobile for not having any legs, their strong arms allow them to move, often they will fully support their body with them being the only things touching the ground allowing them to run as fast as most other monsters and also fling themselves to jump. They can get around well.
You may notice the extra speaker on the deedge skull in the drawing I made. Older monsters commonly develop enhanced versions of their younger form's body parts, making it so unlike humans, monsters actually get better at surviving the older they get. To a point of course, about a month before they die they start physically degrading similar to earthly creatures as they age.
Riffs like most air land dwelling flighted monsters are scavengers that soar the lands looking for anything edible. They are just a bit more so scavengers than most, they can eat anything primarily organic, like dead wood, limestone, etc. It's weird. Of course they prefer the more palatable normal food stuff, but if they needed to they could eat most of a house. As for ockulo trees, the small short lived ones grow from large piles of riff feathers left around during molting season. The larger longer lived ones come from dead riffs. When a riff is about to die it has a natural instinct to fly over to this one location in the air lands and bury themselves, the extra nutrients form the body allow for the tree to grow stronger. The place is simply called The Ockulo Grove and it's usually avoided due to how morbid it is.
Shellbeats are the most elementally in-tune of the quads and have very small amounts of control over their element. They can shift water around to move things, usually their drum sets. Speaking of their drum sets, they are primarily made of the shells of shellfish they eat. Water monsters love their shellfish, standard fish are for the cold monsters. Also they have the ability to spit "ink". People like to say it's just ink, but similarly to a lama's or alpaca's spit, it's much worse than it sounds. As babies they need the defense, so to make the ink as repulsive as possible it's mixed with half digested food from their second stomach and then spit out at a very high velocity at whatever is offending them. they can also just spit the ink by itself, shellbeat ink is commonly used for writing.
Quarristers hatch with all those heads, I know it ruins the unity concept the monster has but the quads are very rare monsters in this universe so like eight of them existing at once in the modern era is impossible. Each head has it's own consciousness and identity, but it's common for at least adult quarristers to all go by the same name. The heads can pop off and become their own organism whenever they please, and occasionally they do. But most often they realize that they need the other heads and come back after a bit.
Nowadays the previous quad trains up a younger one to fill their role after they retire, but in the early days of the modern monster world the natural island's societies were a mess with very little order. Monsters that aren't like three feet tall have a natural instinct to listen to anyone taller then them. This makes it so larger monsters often get unintentionally pushed up the social ladder as the one guy everyone goes to for advice. These so called boss monsters are often the quads as they are some of the largest standard monsters. After a while they generally learn to fill their roll, monsters naturally never have the urge, let alone the skills to lead.
#my singing monsters#art#beezleart#melodious monster chronicles#ask#entbrat#deedge#msm riff#shellbeat#quarrister
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can you guys tell i love werewolves?
quick background info: i like to imagine reader as charlie's "adopted shortly after bella left him" kid. so she's close w bella but also kinda lagging behind when it comes to hearing about whats going on around her. this also takes place in eclipse <3
!!! i took some inspiration from @the-wolf-moon-diaries' Hold a Light Back to My Soul and the idea from @lunajay33's My Beast and i highly recommend their stories!
i definitely gotta write a pt 2 where we meet up again, don't i? damn
weird dog ... seth clearwater x reader
word count: 1512, warnings: swearing, running away, giant wolf?? a tad boring
Some days can be rough as hell around here, and dealing with them can be just as hard. There's not much to do in Forks, besides drive down to La Push, or wander in and out of the small stores around town, or even wander the hiking trails. But regardless, you need out, you gotta go.
Everything keeps piling up, looming over you, and it's all about to come crashing down. You're sick of hearing about some vampire army, and Bella's stupid love triangle, and now even werewolves--so you decide to leave. Slipping into some boots, you run out the door, barely caring if you make noise.
Not sure of where to go, you just pick a direction and run. You break out into a sprint until you get stomach cramps.
Slowing down, you walk and catch your breath as you reach the entrance to a hiking trail. It's far too late into the night for anyone to be out there unless they're camping, and even then they'd be holed up in their tents for the night. Regardless, though, you deviate from the path and just wander through the trees, not wanting to run into anyone.
Never slowing down, you begin to think about your safety in the forest so late.
It'll be fine, you tell yourself, Besides, if I get lost, someone'll just come find me like they found Bella that one time. With vampires and werewolves, it can't be that hard.
You roll your eyes at the thought of both species of weird being unable to track you down.
Your stomach stops hurting and you keep strolling through the forest, dodging trees and hopping off any big rocks you find. Taking in the forest around you, you start to wonder how long you've been gone.
No more than, like, half an hour. Maybe 45. D'you think Dad has noticed yet? you ask yourself. Definitely not.
After a few more minutes worth of walking and avoiding thinking too much, you stop in a little clearing. It's less of a clearing and more like trees getting a little more sparse, but you don't mind.
You sit on a rock and look up. The trees here are far apart enough to get a small, but clear shot of the sky.
"Nice," you smile. And for a few minutes, all you do is stare at the stars in silence.
Your eyelids start to feel heavy as your body really relaxes. You slide off the rock so you're sitting on the ground, leaned against it, still looking up.
I mean, this isn't the most uncomfortable pillow I've used. And I don't think I'd make it home anyways, you think, justifying sleeping against that rock to yourself. I'll go back in the morning if no one finds me by then. Sounds like a solid plan.
You yawn and close your eyes while turning onto your side against the rock. The quiet sounds of the forest lull you to sleep as your mind wanders. It wanders from the Cullens, to La Push, to how you miss the beach, to how you might go there next time you want to run away for a night, to how you'd even get there alone.
Being nearly asleep, you don't pick up on the fact that the forest is suddenly void of sound. Any animals around you have left, the leaves having stopped rustling, even the wind no longer blowing. But it's not until you hear the crunching of twigs behind you that your eyes shoot open, wide and aware. You hear panting, slow and steady, and you don't dare move.
Shit, is it a bear? 'If it's black, fight back,' right? We only have black bears around here. God, should I get up? Playing dead only works on brown bears--shit. Mind racing, your eyes squeeze shut until you come to a decision.
You abruptly stumble to your feet and start screaming, trying to scare away whatever's behind you, until you actually turn around. Your scream shifts from "trying-to-assert-dominance" to "trying-not-to-die-tonight" as you register what's found you. Not a black bear, but a brown wolf. A huge brown wolf. It even pulls away from you, startled by your screaming.
"Holy shit! Holy shit!" You stagger backwards and trip over a small rock, falling on your ass. You curse to yourself and look back up at the beast. It watches you, and for a moment, you two just stare at one another.
Your eyes are full of fear, mouth open, ready to scream, chest rising and falling with every uncertain breath. The wolf huffs and its head dips down towards you as it sniffs you. In response, you weakly try to shuffle backwards, unsure of what to do. It lets out another huff, backing away, never breaking eye contact.
To your surprise, it sits. It sits there and just looks at you.
You take a deep breath in and out and try to calm yourself. "Hoo... Okay," you're cautious to speak, afraid of what might happen. "Hey there, uh, buddy?"
It doesn't move. "You, uh--you won't hurt me, huh? Right?"
It huffs. "Great. Very trustworthy."
Standing up slowly, you're wary of the wolf still watching your every move. You relax as the wolf seems uninterested in attacking you.
You sigh, "Now what? One wrong move and I might as well scream for the Cullens to come bite me."
You start talking to yourself, "This is what you get for being stupid. 'Oh, it's just the big bad trees. What's the worst that could happen?' I said. Yeah, right. Idiot."
The wolf's head cocks to the side as you scold yourself.
"And you," you gesture towards the wolf, "what're you gonna do? God, what am I doing? Threatening a giant wolf? I really am a genius."
You stop rambling and take a breath. "Okay. This is fine."
Your shoulders finally slump as you take in the wolf. It's as tall as the average human, taller even, with brown fur that looks darker at night. It's eyes are brown and captivating, almost unnaturally humanlike. Regardless, you can't help but find it beautiful.
"You're not that scary, are you?" You flash it a weak smile, "I bet you're just like a big puppy. You're so big that if you were red I'd call you Clifford," you laugh.
Taking slow steps towards the wolf, you raise your hand as non-threateningly as you can. "Can I pet you?" It watches you with curiosity.
"That's kind of a dumb question, isn't it? You can't really," your hand is inches from its head, "...respond." It leans into your touch as you begin softly stroking its fur.
"See," you chuckle, "you're not so mean."
It huffs and lies down. "What, you're tired? I bet you had a long day of scaring campers, didn't you?" You sit down beside the wolf, "I'm tired, too, you know? You actually kind of woke me up."
It watches you blankly. "I accept your apology, don't worry."
With a yawn, you start petting its fur again. "Pretty soft for a wild wolf," you mutter.
Your eyes start feeling heavy again and you lean against the wolf. "You don't mind, right?" Your words come out slowly, tired.
A huff in response. "Great, thanks. You're a much better pillow than that rock was," you trail off and close your eyes.
As your body relaxes against the wolf, the pace of your breathing matches the wolf's, and your mind starts to wander again. Wandering from how warm the wolf is, to the sun, to how you used to stare at the sun as a kid, to how you miss sunbathing on the beach, to planning your next day at the beach.
You barely mutter a "G'night," and drift off to sleep.
Throughout the night, the wolf watches over you as you sleep curled up with it. At sunrise, it stands, leaving you lying on the ground, and it begins to nudge you awake with its snout. You're startled awake by the wolf in your face and sit up, finding your bearings.
"Oh," you say, rubbing your eyes. "Right, good morning, I guess." The wolf pants at you, mouth open. "God, I really spent the night out here... Shit--has dad noticed?"
The wolf watches as you stand up and look around, looking for the direction you came in. Once you recognize the way home, you turn to say goodbye to the wolf. It stares at you, tall and unmoving.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm about to be in huge trouble."
Its tongue licks its nose. You smile with a sigh and shake your head, "I'll miss you, too. Don't scare too many people while I'm gone, alright?"
It bows its head as you pet it goodbye. "I'll find you again. I'll come back, tonight or tomorrow. And you better be here."
You turn and begin walking away, thinking to yourself, Weirdest dog I've ever met.
You look back once and it's gone. As silently as it had snuck up on you the previous night, it had gone.
#i love me a good wolf boy<3#seth clearwater#seth x reader#seth clearwater x reader#x reader#twilight#twilight new moon#werewolves#werewolf#im too lazy to add more tags
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Can I get Optimus, soundwave and shockwave with a human so who's special interest is dinosaurs? Like they can info dump endlessly about dinosaurs but they're also self-conscious of it since people have told them in the past to stop and that they're annoying? (If possible, can the reader be autistic? I've realized I'm autistic and wanted something about that but no pressure!)
I also recently came to the conclusion that I'm autistic so hey I’m happy to write stuff like this. The unfortunate thing is, I don’t really know much about dinosaurs, but I guess this is like what I would do if it was my special interest. The Shockwave one is a bit different but it’s still fine
~Shockwave~
•Shockwave notices you’re often talking about these “dinosaur” creatures and he takes an interest
•He doesn’t really mention it, but he listens to a lot of what you’re talking about, even if it doesn’t always seem like it
•You just sort of talk to yourself while you’re reading up on things and Shockwave has picked up on some things
•He takes a more of a scientific interest and he’s considered the possibility of cloning dinosaurs
•But he decides it’s not a good use of his time, because he has so many projects going on
•Shockwave does ask the occasional question, because he is always interested in knowing more about things
•He also takes note of your dinosaur shirt and the little pins on your backpack, but he doesn’t really say anything about those either, because he deems it unnecessary
~Optimus Prime~
•Optimus is always happy to hear you talk about whatever you’re passionate about and are interested in
•He lets you know if he doesn’t have time, but he always feels bad when he can’t talk with you
•Optimus is still a bit of an archivist at spark, so he loves learning new things and hearing about subjects he doesn’t know about
•He of course really likes to see you so happy when you tell him all kinds of details and facts that you know
•You’ve also got some dinosaur apparel and a lot of plushies and little figurines of your favorite dinosaurs
•You make a remark like “Sorry I’m info dumping, I know it’s annoying” and Optimus looks at you a bit weird, because he doesn’t find it annoying at all and he doesn’t understand why anyone would
•You explain that it’s because sometimes you tend to monologue and your friends don’t share your interest in dinosaurs
•Optimus thinks it’s admirable that you’re so interested in something and that it brings you joy
•He actually looks up some stuff about dinosaurs, pretty general things, because he wants to ask you questions and show interest
~Soundwave~
•Soundwave enjoys listening to you talk about your interests, and he always lets you talk as much as you want while he works, because he is very capable of multitasking
•When you mention a specific dinosaur, he brings up a picture of it on his visor or the computer screen with a question mark next to it
•You always tell him as much as you can about that species of dinosaur, but sometimes you go quiet and stop talking, because you don’t want to annoy him
•But every time you do that, he brings up more pictures and a question mark, urging you to keep talking
•He’s also on the lookout for interesting documents and videos he thinks you might like
•Memes are his specialty though, and he makes some of his own as well, usually themed around dinosaurs since he makes them for you
•He enjoys conversing on the subject too, because he thinks they’re interesting as well, but since he isn’t the most talkative mech around, it’s often pictures and recordings put together
•He does of course talk with you too, but it’s usually if it’s just you around
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sooo do you mind fleshing out more info about Jaguar Faes?
Well let's start it off by saying the population if currently split. There are fae jaguars living in the Treetop Hidden Village and some who served under Ambert during his possession and returned to the Valley of Thorns after he was freed.
The time of day of how Fae Jaguars get their abilities:
Fae Jaguars born at night have more telepathic powers, example being Duke who is a mind reader and a prophet and Cobra who has weak prophet abilities. Fae Jaguars born during the day(Livia, Thea, etc), get more destructive powers like venom shooting, camouflage, emotion/aura sensing(If they have light fae blood), Super sonic etc.
Most are also born with wings while some are not, it's rare to see a fae jaguar with wings which is why both Livia and Duke are called defective by some.
Fae jaguar also fight/hunt like animals, they'll fight on all fours and hunt that way too since it's instinct for them.
Back to the day and night thing. Night fae jaguar tend to have darkened hair color, Duke has dark gold, Cobra has swamp green hair. Fae jaguars born during the day have lighter hair colors(Livia being an exception), like Thea who has pink hair and Honey who's hair is blond. And day fae jaguars enjoy lounging in the sun as it keeps their hair bright and gives them the energy they need to do daily tasks assigned to them.
They're group species, who enjoy having a community around them to interact with and help. Some fae jaguars are solitary but they don't mind asking for help every once in a while.
They're also smart with nature and building, as they're aple to make tranquilizers with Sleeping Thorns, and were the ones who created the Draconia Castles even though they had no idea what they should build.
The community also helps raise orphans or kids with disabilities, working together when teaching them an example being Handy who had a small case of autism but Lenia and the others helped him learn to live with it.
Some notable powers that fae jaguars have are: Venom shooting, Mind reading, Prophetic powers, Camouflage, Flight, Super hearing and smell, emotion sensing, venom claws, stingers hidden in the fur of their tails, Shadow control, talking to plants and fire breathing
When It comes to mating fae jaguar prefer other cat species as its easier to bring new life into the world. Some partner with canines and other species but it's slightly harder for them to have offspring and some come out slightly defective(Marrone, Duke's son). Though others are able to have offspring with ease due to stronger bodies and fertility(Future Livia and Jack, alongside Future Meena and her partner).
Fae Demon Jaguars are a whole species of their own, they're related to fae jaguars but not exactly the same species. Some notable powers from them is fireproof wings, hypnotic voices, fire bending, and venom teeth(None of these Livia has, only Virda and Theema, they're lost abilities to the current fae demon jaguars)
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Known abilities for each fae jaguar
Thea: Emotion/aura sensing, venom claws, camouflage, several unknown abilities
Livia: Emotion/Aura sensing, nature speaking, venom firing teeth, super sonic, fire breathing, flight, camouflage, super smell, several unknown abilities
Virda: Fireproof wings, hypnotic voice, venom teeth, fire bending, camouflage, flight
Theema: Fireproof wings, hypnotic voice, venom teeth, fire bending
Handy: Camouflage, flight, poison stinger, fire breathing, two unknown abilities
Lenia: Flight and camouflage
Duke: Mind reader, prophet, shadow control, flight
Cobra: Weak prophet powers
Honey: Flight, venom firing teeth, camouflage, nature speaking, super hearing
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All add more to them but for now this is everything about them.
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𝐙𝐡𝐮𝐳𝐡𝐢-𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠 × 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫｜General Headcanons
Synopsis ― General relationship information for our demonic snake nephew to Tianlang-jun! Zhuzhi-lang deserves his own posts!
Info on Reader: Reader is human but I tried to keep it ambiguous in case you have a different species in mind, and Reader is a part of one of the sects (unnamed which one, no reasons given so you don't have to be a fighter).
Info on Timeline: Post-Book 3, the ending of Book 3 is changed here (if you know, you know) and Zhuzhi-lang is an adult living his best life.
Fujoshis DNI || Do enjoy!
Zhuzhi-lang isn't bad looking by any means whatsoever, but his physique gives away his lineage far too much for anyone to mistake who he was. If it wasn't his patches of scales, his elongated ears, or his slitted eyes... you'd hear about his duty to his uncle soon enough. He was a demon.
Of course, he's very much an intelligent and professional individual where he can read that this relationship between you two was not anything professional. There was no quota, there were no expectations from family, there was no power imbalance to be seen.
This was... a human relationship. Or at least what he's sure is the normal human relationship.
He's far more knowledgeable about human relationships and what the usual demons know of romance, but that doesn't mean his emotions follow with it. Demons don't feel love like humans do (hell, they don't feel a lot of what humans do as intensely) and he tries to communicate this to you as best he can. He's been warned by Tianlang-jun to tell you, and Zhuzhi-lang won't ignore the advice.
Thankfully, if you get over that starter hurdle, all you have to do is be honest with him. He borrowed the human motto "a drop of kindness should be repaid by a flood" and he sticks by it. He'll pay back your honesty.
And he will repay any kindness. If you cook, he will indulge you and try anything you make. If you enjoy art, he will watch and give his opinions. He is not rude nor does he lie for browny points and he's a very good brain to dig into. His opinions can be helpful if you need a second one.
Has his hair usually tied up and wouldn't mind having his hair done up if you know how to do the braids he favors. He's not exactly against ponytails but if he was already going to do braids and has the proper oils (don't ask, a luxury is a luxury), he'll skip wasting both your times and do it himself.
Is willing to put your hair up as well if you'd like to share his style, but he's not exactly gentle unless your hair is straight and easy to tie up from the start. He has a bit of an impatient streak: warn him a bit to be gentle if you need it.
If you don't have long hair, he'll still want to give you some oil and/or attention. His nails can be used to scratch humans on the scalp "gently" if he turned his finger pads mostly towards the scalp itself. A gentle way to go through your hair: practiced and achieved.
Sadly, he's been family to Tianlang-jun longer than he's been a boyfriend, and any order will be followed out before a request from you will be fulfilled. If he's needed to track demonic artifacts locations on a day you both were planning to have a secret rendezvous at the bottom of your Sect's mountain; it'll be mission first. After all, a date night can always be moved, right?
Second hurdle you'll have to face; free time and work time. Time as a whole, really. You will have to tell him that you actually can't easily move a date night so easily, as you have work on the mountain to do and your Sect needs you at your post (especially after what happened to all of them). It will dawn on him that you both have spontaneous schedules, and your two races opposition to each other is...
... very evident. Troublesome, he thinks.
The way your relationship might work while on two different sides is to go to each other while your days off are doubled up. If it's a single day off, you better have a fast sword or a strong horse to carry you, as the grove he resides in is not exactly near the Sects you work at. It'd be a death wish for him if he was caught in the panic that was the post-war atmosphere, so he'd rather live in a rainforest if he's not in the mausoleum yet.
What do you like about him specifically, he'd ask? Was his face to your liking, or maybe it was his pale complexion? Were his slitted eyes mystifying to you? Did you get a thrill out of tying down a demon to you, in a mutual relationship (which is hard enough for even the highest of demons)?
If you fall for him first, his eyes will trace over your face and wonder what you could see in demons like him. He can become humanoid and does have an attractive physique, but he will always have bearings of his lineage.
Remind him, "Not demons. Only one. You."
It'll puzzle him for sure.
Answer him honestly, remember. He's very loyal to the right individuals, and he'll be honest back. Zhuzhi-lang isn't fond of dating liars and cheats and won't be honest with you if you aren't with him; because it conflicts with what he believes and you give him no leeway, so why should he answer you back?
One thing he won't share, ever, is plans of his uncles or what his grudges with Shen Qingqiu are. (So a spy fake-dating Zhuzhi-lang is out of luck, mostly.)
He is half Serpent Demon and half Heavenly Demon, so he's not exactly snake-like in terms of if he's cold-blooded or not, but this "miscommunication" can actually lead to something nice. You can draw him into your bed and hold him against your chest/side, and he'll be surprised. This is... nice. It's strangely nice. It's also practical for you both. He will start to enjoy laying with you more than laying in separate cots at this point.
If you're the type to use innuendos, he'll stare back at you and tilt his head a bit like how a puppy would at something they haven't seen before. Don't confuse this look for something like curiosity, consider it more... judging. His lover has a dirty mind and cracks jokes like his uncle does? Give him a minute. He will judge you but he won't stop you, dearest.
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Voretober 19 - Replica
Length: 2100 words
Vore type: M/M oral vore, willing prey
Fandom: None
Other info: furry robot pred, human prey
Summary: There are certain benefits to befriending a mad* scientist Synth. And certain risks, but I'm sure it's fine.
*Teq would surely argue that sanity is a meaningless concept to a robot, and therefore it cannot be lost
(Synths are an open species created by Vader-San)
Sam blinked his eyes open; he was laying in some sort of cushioned tube, like the ones in Teq's lab. He tapped the glowing "exit" button and sat up, groggy. Around the tube was, well… Teq's lab. The practically second home of his Synth friend, the place was littered with tools, notes, and half-finished contraptions that it swore it had put in "the most efficient places possible." Today, the focus seemed to be around the biggest 3D printer Sam had ever seen, covered in papers with diagrams and measurements all over them.
Teq itself stood over its desk, presumably with even more complicated papers. [Oh, hello again Sam. Did you wake up well?] it asked, turning its head so its visor could "look" at him. Really, with its tail plugged into the wire hanging from the ceiling, Teq had seen Sam through every wall-mounted camera pointed near him, but he appreciated the familiar body language.
"Er, yeah, thanks for the makeshift bed, but I don't remember climbing in."
[Perfectly normal,] it replied, its electronic wink pulsing a mischievous yellow and blue, [seeing as you didn't.]
"Right, yeah, I remember some new scan you wanted to…" a yawn interrupted Sam, and he reached up in a big stretch, one that drew his attention to his outfit.
Or rather, his lack thereof.
"Teq, do you know why I'm naked?"
[Yes.]
Sam sighed. "Care to tell me?"
[Oh, absolutely!]
A few more seconds passed, and another sigh. "This stopped being funny the second time you did it."
The corners of the Synth's mouth pulled back in a grin, filled with its flat, blunt set of metal "teeth." [I wholeheartedly disagree! Buuuut it does wear thin quickly. Your clothes are folded over there,] it pointed towards a bench where, indeed, Sam's clothes sat, [but if everything goes well, you won't need them.]
"Uh-huh." Sam swung his legs out of the tube, grimaced when they touched the frigid floor, and reluctantly sat back down. "But I'll hear you out. What are you up to?"
[I've discovered a method to fork humans!] Teq said, its lights flashing like glittering gold. [Sinera contributed the magic part, since I am incapable of thaumic conductivity. Perhaps another day I will attempt to optimize away the safeguards she applied, but that requires many more tests.]
Sam rolled his eyes, smiling. "Is this leading up to a "I can't fork you if you're not naked" joke?"
Teq simply stuck out its metal, segmented tongue; Sam noticed that it was wetter than the Synth usually kept it. It crossed its arms and huffed, [well, not if you're going to take it away from me. I would like one more trial, however, before introducing a variable in participant.]
"Okay, so… forking is your "I'm being a funny computer" way of saying cloning, right? How many Sams are there running around right now?"
[One, if you count yourself.]
"Oh, so you failed, but you want to try again?"
Teq shook its head. [Every single trial has passed! It just… turns out having more than one active at a time causes problems. I won't elaborate.]
A sense of dread grew in Sam's chest. "So… so what happened to the others?"
[I ate them,] the Synth said simply, [accidentally scanning your browser history gave me a great idea, really, that reduces the net energy cost per test!]
"Am I-" Sam's breath caught in his throat, "- am I next?" He rose into a crouch, as though thinking he could run in a facility where the robot dragon controlled every machine and the doors.
[Ideally, yes, but you know how I am about consent forms for research participation.] Teq grabbed a few sheets of paper and flipped through them, likely more for dramatic effect than actually recalling information. [I was hoping for a nice, round 16, but if you would rather not, I can simply attempt to court a new subject. I'll keep you in the loop, of course.]
Sam shook his head and climbed out, gritting his teeth at the cold against his feet, and the distinct lack of anything keeping his body heat in. "Well, I'm glad to hear I can avoid you killing me by just telling you not to." He shivered. "Fuck, it's chilly in here."
[I have been keeping my internal spatial storage at 30 degrees Celsius,] the Synth offered, pointing one finger helpfully into its mouth, [and the path from intake to storage is of a similar temperature.]
Trying to keep his teeth from chattering, Sam stepped towards his clothes. "Is that supposed to convince me to let you eat me?"
[It was a convincing argument three times, though putting your clothes in your line of sight seems to have disrupted this trend.]
The man stopped and turned. "Three times? Wouldn't I remember?"
Teq stepped closer, but remained at a short distance. [Moreso than I anticipated, which is an annoyingly convincing argument towards the existence of souls - I might be out a few hundred bucks. But still, scarcely more than the character in that game you played last night remembered if you asked hir to use hir tail, penis, or mouth to eat your character.]
Sam nearly jumped with shock, but his blush meant his face, at least, didn't feel cold. "H-how did you-"
[Fifth trial, you used it as an analogy to your situation while sitting inside me.] It winked at him, the dotted oval briefly changing into a lit-up caret. [However, I only possess a mouth. Perhaps for later experiments or leisure…]
Sam crossed his arms, and walked up to it. "Fifteen times?" Teq nodded. "You're not telling me a lower number to trick me into agreeing to more?"
[Nor am I lying with a higher number to imply a greater confidence of success,] it agreed. [I chose this method of… duplicate prevention to increase the odds of your cooperation and to avoid a mess. I supect I will use its appeal to attract a new test subject after one final successful run.]
An uneasy look crossed the man's face. "I… hadn't thought of the "higher number" thing until you brought it up." He sighed, and looked at Teq's draconic face. "Please be honest again: did I enjoy being swallowed and, uh… whatever you did to me?"
[Yes, unless you lied to me about it. I did not see utility in attempting to discern that.] It looked away with its hand on its chin, as though thinking. [With the exception of an unfortunately uncomfortable entrance. If you decide to go one more time, I will eat you feet-first to prevent this.]
"…alright. Load up that consent doc, Teq."
[Thank you~!] it replied, with a small jingle. Its facial display showed a text document, and its upturned eyes soon faded from view. [You know the deal, read carefully, button at the bottom. Basically the same thing you've done for other experiments, just with a different procedure name.]
"Yeah, yeah…" Sam muttered, flicking his finger along the display. Text scrolled by far too fast to read, but at least it didn't take long to reach the indicated button. One tap later, and the document vanished, soon replaced by Teq's familiar eyes. "Okay, so now do I- gah!"
There was a clicking noise as Teq extended its tail, curled it behind Sam's legs and back, and then gently pushed the man back onto it. Sam immediately stiffened, anticipating a similar chill, but whatever Teq had done to keep its insides heated had somewhat extended to its tail - while definitely not warm by any measure, it was… better than room temperature. He was jolted out of his thoughts by a much greater heat around his feet and ankles. Looking down, Sam was greeted by the view of his synthetic friend's head by his knees, and the inside of its mouth visible in small gaps.
[Are you okay?] Teq asked. It took Sam a second to remember that, although the Synth usually moved its mouth while talking, it technically just used speakers. He nodded, and Teq's tail smoothly drifted closer, feeding more of his legs into the warm faux-throat. Once most of his thighs were gone, a quiet whirring accompanied a new sensation: like a massage chair, rolling pressure constantly pushed at his legs from all sides, coaxing him down.
When the heat of Teq's mouth and throat washed over his upper thighs and exposed balls, Sam flushed red and quickly covered himself with his hands. The Synth's eyes - and even its display background - tinted pink, and, teasing him, it remarked, [I guess I should ignore that rather than… encouraging you. Good to see you continue to enjoy this.] Its tail pushed him forward, and its throat changed from a gentle pull to more of a controlled slide.
With everything below his chest fully inside Teq's gullet or deeper, Sam realized he could kick around a little, and that it felt like paddling through a thick liquid. Teq offered no time to think about what that meant - not that Sam needed much - and the man soon found his world dark as the Synth shut its mouth past his head, while the bottom of its "stomach" soon forced his legs to curl up. Moments later, all of him was sitting in the strange, dark hot tub, with luckily enough room to keep his head above the liquid.
[How was it?]
"Very… relaxing," Sam decided, "although, I think I expected more of a swallowing motion than the constant slide."
[Interesting… I will keep that in mind when we do this in the future, assuming further successful tests.]
"When, not if?" He laughed, and tried to pat Teq's insides, but found that the liquid seemed thicker, and harder to move through. "Getting ahead of yourself, aren't you?"
[I have a measured 100% success rate at talking you down my throat,] it pointed out, [and with a similar frequency of arousal, I expect you to ask it of me, especially once the process is further refined. Plus, you may want better footage than security camera video.]
"…fair enough. I definitely want a copy of those."
[And you'll have it. Goodbye now, Sam. I'll see an earlier you in a few minutes.]
The man didn't get the chance to think about what that meant.
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Sam blinked his eyes open; he was laying in some sort of cushioned tube, like the ones in Teq's lab. He tapped the glowing "exit" button and sat up, groggy. Around the tube was, well… Teq's lab. The practically second home of his Synth friend, the place was littered with tools, notes, and half-finished contraptions that it swore it had put in "the most efficient places possible." Today, the focus seemed to be around the biggest 3D printer Sam had ever seen, covered in papers with diagrams and measurements all over them.
Teq itself stood over its desk, presumably with even more complicated papers. [Oh, hello again Sam. Did you wake up well?] it asked, turning its head so its visor could "look" at him. Really, with its tail plugged into the wire hanging from the ceiling, Teq had seen Sam through every wall-mounted camera pointed near him, but he appreciated the familiar body language.
"Er, yeah, thanks for the makeshift bed, but I don't remember climbing in."
[Perfectly normal,] it replied, its electronic wink pulsing a mischievous yellow and blue, [seeing as you didn't.]
"Right, yeah, I remember some new scan you wanted to…" a yawn interrupted Sam, and he reached up in a big stretch, one that drew his attention to his outfit.
Or rather, his lack thereof.
"Teq, do you know why I'm naked?"
[Synthesizing clothes around a body would have posed an unnecessary challenge and risk.] It turned, walked over, and offered a hand out of the tube. [Say, do you know anyone else who would want to be eaten by a Synth? For once, some external bias in selection would be welcome.]
Sam took the hand and cringed at the chill of the floor; helpfully, Teq pointed him to a pile of his clothes on a nearby bench. "I… maybe? Wait, what do you mean anyone ELSE?" he asked while putting on some protection from the lab's temperature.
The yellow and blue smiling eyes returned as Teq handed him a USB stick. "I could tell you directly, but I think it will be much more fun for you to find out looking through these files."
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Have you told us anything about your character Jay yet?
Im going to assume you're talking about the sea dragon, seeing thats the only one I specified their name to be Jay. (I have a bad memory when it comes to names, so normally, I default to the names Jay and Lilly for my oc's)
Ive not talked too much abt them, but I can definitely give some more info!! (After the cut)
2 things to remember:
The world they live in does have magic.
The thing is, is that magic normally comes in the form of enchanted objects and is rarely able to be used directly by a creature.
To start basic info:
Jay is a sea dragon who does possess a special illusion magic that allows them to not only show visual illustrations but also audible and sensory. That means that they are effectively able to create a human illusion version of themselves that can interact normally with the world. That illusion can allow Jay to see through the illusions eyes, but it does not allow them to feel what its feeling. They also are not able to simultaneously move in their normal form and their illusion form.
Also, due specifically to their species, they can control if they have stomach acid or not.
Background about the world:
Humans were forced to live in underwater dome like places due to the lack of land to live on. The domes are just a little air bubble that's held together with magic.
Storyline:
Jay met their friends because their now friend Dave, who had inherited a sub from his late dad (ooo foreshadowing, is the dead dad important lol?), gathered a bunch of his friends to all go kinda "monster hunting," aka trying to find new sea creatures. The problem is that none of them know shit about sea creatures. That's where Jay comes in. Jay may not know the names of the creatures, but they will tell you whatever you need to know about it besides that. Jay ends up finding them through a little flier that the group posted asking for assistance in identifying sea creatures.
Eventually, Jay gets close to the group and eventually becomes really good friends with all of em.
To get food while also helping their friends, Jay keeps their mouth open at the entrance to their home so that fish get caught so they had an easy meal.
One day, while out exploring, Jay realized a little too late that they were horriblely close to where their home is. (They didn't notice cause in their normal form they are absoluntly fricking ginormous, and the landmarks they see at their normal size are harder to see when tiny) they are not able to keep up the illusion and move their physical body at the same time, so ofc they try to stear their friend away, but being curious little shits they keep going anyway.
They find the entrance to Jays home and end up going a decent way down Jays throat before Jay just opts to drop their illusion.
Jay coughes to push their friends out of their throat and slinks away from their friends and back into their home.
After gaining their footing again, the friends are like, where tf did Jay go??? It's an enclosed sub??? Huh??? They end up following the tunnel where "the strange creature," aka Jay, went.
They get into this really big ass cave with light flowing in from many small holes in the roof, allowing sunlight in. They then see a poor sobbing Jay, just absolutely devastated, believing their friends hate them and are afraid of them now.
Their fiends dont know its Jay, and they excitedly start to chatter among themselves and grab their cameras.
Jay hears the noise and move to look at it, and upon seeing its their friends the press themselves as far against the wall as they can. Jays friends, however, freeze, unsure how to know if this new creature is friendly.
Still trembling, Jay quietly apologies, tears starting to fall from their eyes again.
Finally, at hearing Jay speak, their friends finally figure out its them and go to comfort them.
A couple of "Filler Episodes" Lol:
1. The group is exploring (after knowing Jay is not human), and they run into a large creature. Jay tries to fight off the creature, but it is difficult since they also have to protect their friends. After the other creature almost hurts the submarine Jay's friends were in, they decide 'fuck it' and just swallow their friends, sub and all.
2. Jays friends go on a mini field trip down Jays throat and to their stomach.
3. Jay has not been able to taste most food since its such a small amount that their tastebuds dont detect it. Once Jays friends find that out, they set out to buy a heck ton of stuff so Jay can taste some good food. They end up making enough soup to fill a 2 story house to the brim, and fortunately, it was enough for Jay to get one bite of soup.
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