#OC: Glin

[mobcraft-official]

Sorry for not posting again I will try to work on the blog more now, but untill then here is Glin and King Wither being bitchy per usual.

[viti-ocs]

I love coming up with AUs that I'll never do anything with other than daydream about them, and maybe pin some related things to my OCs' pinterest boards

[just-some-guy-at-shiz]

I’m amused by the possibility of the original backstories for the Scarecrow and Tin Man just being like. Lies. Complete lies.

Like, Boq just wants a fresh start and hopes that using a different name might make it at least slightly harder for Nessa to track him down. So he spends hours making up and memorizing this unnecessarily complicated backstory on the very slight chance anyone asks him to explain himself. But the few people he comes across are satisfied with just the initial introduction as Nick, which makes Boq grumpy because he really really wants to talk about his fake backstory. He even related it to woodcutting to make people think he had job experience! No one appreciates his efforts. |:(

But the one guy was willing to sell him an axe anyway, so it comes out to the same thing. Now he’s armed!!! >:)

When Dorothy actually wants to know what happened to him, he’s thrilled that he finally gets to roleplay his woodcutter OC Nick Chopper (naming characters is hard, okay).

“You see, I was in love with this girl named Glin—um, named Linda. Yeah. She loved me in return, but we couldn’t marry because she was trapped as the long-suffering servant of this old hag named Ressa Nose and wasn’t allowed to leave or anything which SUCKED. To keep Linda from running away with me, Ressa Nose went to the Wicked Witch of the East—who is also the Governor of Munchkinland, FWI, and a complete jerk, so stay away from her—and had her enchant my axe. And the next time I tried to use it, the axe went and CUT MY LEG OFF!!!” [animatedly pantomimes it] “But I didn’t freak out or anything, I handled it like a pro. I went-“ [hops forward on one leg] “-to this tinsmith nearby and I was like…”

It’s at this point that Fiyero starts to suspect that he recognizes this guy.

(“…but, and you’re not gonna believe this, it happened again…”)

Yeah.

Fiyero needs to keep his identity secret because he’s wanted by the government, and was almost tortured to death at the hands of said government.

He did not plan anything. He says “Yeah, I just came to life one day, dunno how,” and Dorothy accepts it without question because it’s no weirder than anything else.

Boq invented an entire D&D character with stats and all. Fiyero said “I’m a scarecrow, my name is Scarecrow” and left it at that in the most low-effort way possible.

[freakshowtwopointoh]

why cant i actually FINISH THE STORIES I START

ive been obsessing over this new plot i came up with for a jordan x marie x oc story

oc is undercover at godu for the boys

some excerpts under the cut.

I need to get Jordan and Marie up to speed and then we can figure this out. I took a steadying breath and went back into the room, expecting anything from an awkward silence to a full on make out session between the two of them. What I wasn’t expecting was a death glare from Jordan and a confused and hurt look from Marie.

“Who was that?” Jordan asked. Their voice was cold - deadly. I shivered involuntarily, and I felt my heart rate spike. 

“Long story. I can explain everything in a bit, we just need -” I know there’s exhaustion in my voice, even I can hear it. 

“No. What the hell was that?” They said, a harshness in their voice I hadn’t heard before. I blinked at them, confused. 

“A phone call?”

“About my friends? What the hell are you up to, Riley?” 

You’d think I’d be prepared for this version of this conversation - people don’t like being lied to, even if it was important. But I never imagined I’d get this phone call in this situation. I took a deep breath, trying to figure out the best way to play this. If I can’t convince them that I’m on their side, I’ll basically be feeding them to Vought myself.

“I asked a friend of mine to look into something for me. I - just, let’s go somewhere safe, and we can talk, yeah?” I said pleadingly. 

“No. I’ve ignored your red flags for too long. I don’t trust you, Riley, especially not now.” My heart stopped. Jordan was basically my best friend. I wasn’t delusional enough to think that I was theirs, but I didn’t really have friends. Jordan knows things about me - real things - that no one else knows. I could feel myself start to spiral, the fear of losing them rising in my throat like bile.

“You don’t understand, just let -” I was almost begging and I cursed myself for the way my voice was breaking. 

“You put my friends in danger! What else is there to understand?” They were almost yelling, and they took a deep breath, lowering their volume. I tried not to think about the fact that I wasn’t included in that list. “I brought you in, and you’re -” They stopped, glaring at me. Marie was still silent, just sort of watching this play out. “Get out. Don’t contact us. I don’t know what’s going on here, but it’s clear you know more than you’ve been saying, and I won’t believe anything you say now. Shit’s crazy, and you’re the only piece that doesn’t fit here.” It was like they twisted the knife into my gut.

“Shit’s crazy?! Just let me -” They shifted to their male form, stepping forward. 

“Get. Out.” They repeated darkly. My eyes flashed orange briefly. 

---

“You guys were in a newer Vought research facility about 30 miles from GodU. I was able to track an influx of strange shipments and an increase in security that corresponded directly with the day-” I had to pause and take a steadying breath. 

Images from the aftermath of the massacre flashed in my head - each dead body was someone I knew - a prisoner that I should have saved. If I had only been braver, if I had only been more focused. Each corpse could have been me - if I hadn’t gotten out when I did. If I had made one wrong move, I would have been back in The Woods, and would have ended up bleeding out on that lawn like the rest of them. 

I cleared my throat, and pushed the suffocating guilt down. “With the day of the massacre. Once we found that, we were able to infiltrate the facility, and well, you know the rest.”

“None of this answers the million dollar question, which is why the hell were you spying on us?” Jordan snapped, clearly tired of dancing around the issue. I couldn’t keep from rolling my eyes and Butcher scoffed.

“You cunts are not important enough for that.” Butcher quipped, and Jordan shifted, stepping closer to Butcher to get in his face.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jordan growled, and Butcher stepped forward, the dark glint in his eyes making it clear he had been waiting for this since Jordan came in. I may not have told him the full story of what happened between us, but he saw the pain in my eyes after the fight I had with Jordan and Marie, and he was there for all the sleepless nights I spent trying desperately to find them. 

“Oi, chill out, kid.” Butcher chuckled, clearly not backing down. “It means that the only reason you’re here is because she likes you. It would’ve saved us a lot of trouble if she never met any of you.”

“Saved you a lot of trouble? We were prisoners for weeks!” I winced at that. 

“If you hadn’t bitched her out after that party and actually listened to her, none of this would have happened!”

[deltoravivisection]

Realized I needed a Gnome shopkeeper NPC because it doesn't make sense for Gla-Thon or Fa-Glin to sell you items so I took a random name from the book and turned it into a banger OC with glasses and pronouns.

The name I stole for them is Za-Van btw. I imagine Gla-Thon is like the militia leader and right-hand-arm-man to the chief while Za-Van is the current treasurer/diplomat who inherited the position after their boss (Ri-Nan) died badly.

[kaylynnsartstudio]

POV me every time I see snow. Is anyone going to check on Glin to see if she is okay? ~tags~ #kayoneal #fyp #explorepage #drawing #originalcharacter #oc #originalart #comfortoc #fanartwelcome #ocdrawing #ocs #spookymonthoc #spookymonthfanart #spookymonthfan #spookymonthart #srpelo #srpelospookymonth #srpeloart #srpeloartstyle #spookymonthfanart #christmas #holidayart #christmasart #christmasartwork https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl1iQLuPpdA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[peachfluffsoftstuff]

Lost and Found [1]

Content: Soft Vore, Half size, Unwilling Prey, Mischievous Pred, Lamia/Naga Pred, Fearplay, Safe Vore (Ambiguous At First)

Word Count: 3927

Fandom: N/A; Original Content

A/N: My first piece posted on this account!! If you enjoy, please drop a reblog or comment!! <3

- Bahi watched the small human warily trek through the forest, eyes trying to peer through the darkness of twilight. The poor thing didn’t have any sort of night vision or even a weapon, from the looks of it. He’d been watching the young adult travel in a jagged, uncertain path for the last hour, and it looked like he was well and truly lost. Vulnerable.

As such, it was best that Bahi get a grip on him before any of the… less friendly folk in the forest did. He waited silently for the human to get past his current hiding spot, and then quickly struck from behind, knocking him over with a yelp and encircling him with his thick snake half in the next instant. He waited patiently for the human to stop uselessly struggling before speaking.

“Well, hello there.” He said with a wry curve to his lips. “Not often I see a human around here!” 

 The human took in his size and appearance with a wide eyed expression, lips pressed together in fear. Bahi looked back with an amused sort of curiosity.

“And what’s a mouthful like you doing in this part of the woods?” He asked, tightening his coils’ grip on the human just slightly. He could feel his quick, hummingbird-light pulse and the slight, ineffectual jerks of the human’s body reacting to the snug hold Bahi had on it. 

“I lost my way. Didn’t mean to end up here.” The human’s voice was soft, and surprisingly steady, considering that Bahi had heard his breath audibly hitch at the word ‘mouthful’. A reasonable reaction, what with all the rumors about lamia dietary choices. 

“Oh man, you must be a pretty unlucky guy.” Bahi commented, leaning forwards on his thick snaketail till his face was only a few inches from the human’s. “You got a name, or am I going to call you ‘snack’?” 

The human shuddered, soft brown eyes locked on him. “... It’s Ran.” He answered after a moment. His hands clenched and unclenched lightly from where they were trapped against his sides. Bahi grinned, chuckling at how Ran’s face paled a bit at the sight of his teeth. 

“Well, Ran, thanks for getting lost in my corner of the woods.” Bahi propped his head up with one hand, casually. “I’ve been feeling hungry all day.” 

Ran’s body stiffened, eyes widening. He inhaled, but before he could utter even a syllable, Bahi surged forward and covered his mouth with one hand. “Hey now,” He whispered, as though telling a secret, “don’t start making noise or I’ll have to bite you.” He smiled sharply again. “That’s no fun for either of us, yeah? There’s stuff in this forest that would be a lot less kind with you than me. A morsel like you doesn’t want to attract their attention.”

Ran stared at him with pinprick pupils, and he withdrew slowly, holding a finger to his lips in a shushing gesture to emphasize the message. Sure enough, when he removed his hand, the human didn’t start screaming.

“I-It’d be much more kind of you to let me go.” He said shakily, almost as low as Bahi’s whisper. Bahi pretended to consider this. 

“It would be,” he conceded, “but I’m hungry, and you smell delicious, so it turns out I’m not that kind.”

With that, he shifted his coiled tail to orient the struggling human horizontally, picking at the laces on his boots until they came loose enough to be tugged off. “No way I’m eating those,” he commented errantly, and then nudged Ran up at an angle just slightly so he could make eye contact with him. 

“Thanks for the meal.” He said, smiling, and then opened his mouth, teeth folding back. He huffed a chuckle at the human’s panicked breathing, and caught both ankles in one hand, pinning them together to bring them into his mouth. 

“Gghghhaugh.” Ran said weakly as Bahi wrapped his tongue around his ankles. He would have laughed at the reaction if his mouth hadn’t been occupied with feet. Instead, he lifted his tail to hold the human above his head, almost completely vertical. Never hurt to let gravity help out. 

He loosened his coils, causing Ran to start sliding lower. His throat opened up easily to accept the human’s twitching feet, and he swallowed thickly, a pleased purr starting up in his chest. Ran whimpered, and Bahi ignored it completely in favor of running his tongue along the calves in his mouth. 

“There’s gotta be something I could do for you so you’d let me go. Please, I’ve got money, I can hunt, I’ll do anything, please-” He twisted in his hold, chest swelling with panicked breaths.

Bahi huffed a laugh again, and made it clear exactly what he wanted from him by tilting his head back and swallowing, pulling more of Ran’s legs into his mouth. The fabric of his clothes didn’t taste nearly as good as his skin, he noted. Still interesting flavors, though.

As soon as he reached Ran’s navel, he unwrapped his tail from around the rest of his frame. Unsurprisingly, Ran immediately tried to go for his eyes, presumably to claw them out. Bahi caught his hands easily with his own, and then coiled the end of his tail around Ran’s small wrists, locking them together and then pulling them up above his head and out of the way.

Ran swore, writhing and straining to pull himself out, but his struggles only made him sink deeper into Bahi’s throat. His purring intensified as he swallowed again, eyes narrowed with enjoyment. Even so, his meal’s rapid, fearful bargaining was growing louder, and the last thing he wanted was to be interrupted. He reached up with one hand and ruffled Ran’s dark hair teasingly before pushing downwards, shoving him further into his mouth and swallowing several times. 

Bahi paused. At this point, the only part of Ran not entrenched in the lamia was his arms. Almost all of the human’s body was tucked into his throat and first stomach, his wriggling a delightful sensation on Bahi’s insides. Taking his time, he curled his tongue around Ran’s arms and swallowed lightly, dragging more of him into his esophagus. 

He looked cross eyed past his nose to the grasping hands sticking out of his mouth, and tilted his head back again, relishing the feeling as Ran slid down deeper, first stomach already starting to stretch with its new occupant. Lips twitching up in a satisfied smile, Bahi poked Ran’s fingers into his mouth one by one, and swallowed a final time. 

Soon enough, the only sign that the human had ever been there was the writhing imprint sliding down his throat. Bahi pressed his fingers against the movement and sighed as the last of the weight dropped into his stomach, wrapping his coils around himself and leaning back against them. “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” He cooed, and got a bout of violent thrashing and indistinct panicking from Ran in response. 

“Come on, you’re not even being digested. I couldn’t digest you in that stomach if I wanted to.” Bahi pressed down on his exposed abdomen, chuckling when Ran shifted around trying to get away from his touch. After a few moments of silence as Ran absorbed that statement, he spoke. “You couldn’t?”

Bahi grinned. “Nope. I like to make my meals last as long as possible, after all.”

Ran was shaking inside of him. “You… You’re a monster.”

The lamia rolled his eyes, amused. Humans were so easy to mislead. “Yup. Thought you’d figured that out when I caught you in my giant snake coils? A little slow on the uptake there, kid.” He punctuated this by stretching out and relaxing, another rumbling purr starting up at the sensation of being pleasantly full. 

“Why would you even do something like this?” Ran spat, shuddering at Bahi’s movement. “Why not just kill me?” The implied ‘it’d be better than this’ went unsaid.

“Man, you’re kind of boring, huh?” Bahi continued over Ran’s indignant sound. “I did it for fun. And because I was hungry, obviously.” 

“Fun?! Eating people alive is fun to you?” Ran spat, twisting around as much as the small space would let him. Bahi’s eyelids drooped at the sensation, his pleased purr increasing in volume, much to the human’s ire. 

“Very.” He murmured, on the edge of deciding to head home and settle down for a nap. 

Before he could curl up properly, a sound caught his attention. It was faint, barely discernible to even his advanced hearing, but… It sounded like someone calling. Bahi stretched out leisurely, ignoring the discomfited movements from Ran, and then headed that way, long ears twitching to try and pick up the noise better. 

He didn’t have to go far before he could understand the words. Someone was yelling Ran’s name in long, echoing calls. He grinned in amusement. “Oh, so you didn’t come here alone?” 

“What?” The human evidently hadn’t heard his would-be rescuer yet. “What are you talking about?”

Bahi didn’t bother answering, instead moving faster towards the source of the noise. He knew Ran had heard it too when the human suddenly started struggling with a renewed vitality. 

“Stop! Don’t go near him!” Ran demanded, with a surprising amount of ferocity for someone who was in no position to make demands. Bahi kneaded his hands into his stomach in retribution and kept moving, eventually reaching the source of the voice. 

It was another human, this one taller with downturned hazel eyes and worry lines creased into his face. He was following the dirt path, but peering through the trees in search, presumably of his missing friend. Bahi flicked his tongue out, scenting the air. It seemed as though this one would be just as tasty as Ran. Maybe even as amusing. 

He moved further ahead along the path, finding a tree with a comfortable fork to rest his coils on. Before long, the new human came into view, and froze at the sight of the huge lamia draped in front of him, looking ready to bolt. Bahi offered him a sly grin, and then directed his words at the human curled up in his gut. 

“Looks like your friend is here.” 

Ran thrashed, alarmed, and the other human ran forwards a few jerky steps, eyes wide with horror. “Ran?” He yelled, eyes locked on the human-sized lump in Bahi’s stomach. 

“Glin?” Ran shouted back, hands pressing desperately against Bahi’s stomach lining. “Glin, run away! Get out of here!”

The newly-named Glin hesitated, looking between Ran’s trapped form and Bahi’s lax expression. He stepped forwards again, to Bahi’s amusement. Humans had no sense of self preservation. It was hilarious. 

“You… ate him?” Glin said, unsteadily. Bahi nodded a bit smugly, lowering himself to the ground and slowly making his way over to circle the human. Glin tensed, turning to keep him in view. 

“Could you… let him go? Please?” Glin said, backing up a step as Bahi came closer.

“It depends… I could be persuaded.” Bahi answered, tone light with humor as he felt Ran still inside of him. He flicked his tongue out again, picking up the delightful taste of a very nervous Glin from a foot away. “But I am so hungry… Perhaps I could release him for someone more likely to fill me up fully.” 

Glin’s head jerked up, understanding immediately what Bahi’s intent gaze meant. He looked at Bahi’s body, where Ran was now kicking up a fit that made the end of Bahi’s tail curl in pleasure, desperately trying to convince Glin to get away and leave him there. He swallowed visibly, and then met Bahi’s eyes, gaze determined and terrified in equal measure. 

“Let him go. I’ll take his place.”

Bahi smiled a very unreassuring smile. “How generous of you.”  

Ran was thrashing about still, making him one of the most energetic occupants Bahi’s stomach had ever had. He easily stopped the panicked movements and flailing limbs by tensing his core, his stomach muscles compacting Ran into an easy-to-regurgitate ball. It was never pleasant, forcing a human back up out of his gut, but it wasn’t particularly difficult either. In no time at all, the last of Ran’s wriggling form dropped out of his mouth, landing on the ground covered in saliva and stomach fluids.  

“Ran!” Glin quickly jumped forwards to help his friend, pulling him up and hugging him tightly. “I thought you were dead-”

“What are you thinking, you idiot?” Ran hissed back, struggling to his feet. “I don’t want you sacrificing yourself for me! I-”

“Whoops!” Bahi picked Ran up by the collar, prying him away from Glin and hoisting him into the air like a disobedient puppy. “Don’t go running off before your time!” He dropped Ran into his coiled tail, wrapping it tightly around him like a woven basket to muffle his protests.

Glin looked near tears, stress evident in his body language. “You said you’d let him go.”

“I did! And I will, once you’ve fulfilled your end of the bargain. I wouldn’t want you both trying to escape and betraying the deal. Then I’d be free to break my end of the deal.” Bahi leaned in, reaching out to run his clawed fingertips along Glin’s cheek. “I’m sure I could make room to fit you both, if I really tried. You wouldn’t want that.”

Glin nodded jerkily. “R… Right.”    

“Good.” Bahi smiled, and then pulled one of Glin’s hands to his mouth, wrapping his tongue around his wrist to taste him properly. Glin was tense but unmoving, and Bahi was delighted to find that he tasted just as good if not better than Ran. The stiffness wasn’t ideal though… Normally, he had no problem getting his unwilling prey to struggle all the way down, but Glin might interpret that as breaking their deal, which was no good. 

“I’ll give you a chance, since you bargained for your friend so valiantly. If you can get free of me now, I’ll let you both go.” Bahi offered. As the proposal registered in Glin’s mind, he brought both of the human’s wrists to his mouth and swallowed, eager to begin. 

Glin jerked back, but found that once something was stuck in Bahi’s throat, odds were you weren’t going to be able to just yank it back out. Instead, he kicked out at Bahi’s abdomen, making him grunt slightly. A valiant effort, but one doomed to fail.

Bahi met Glin’s gaze with amused eyes, and then let his jaw open further and shoved his head in, swallowing again so that Glin’s arms were fully caught in his throat and his head only inches from following suit. Glin writhed with the fervour of an animal caught in a trap, and Bahi reached down and picked the human up by the sides, tilting his head back as to ease the process. He had to be careful now if he didn’t want Glin to suffocate, which would be no fun.

He swallowed, easily accommodating the human’s upper half, and paused to savor the taste. Glin kicked desperately, wriggling with his whole body, and Bahi began to purr with satisfaction. Frenzied movement in his coils reminded him of his other catch, and he loosened them enough that Ran could see as Bahi angled his head back further, letting Glin’s thrashing legs slide further into his mouth easily. 

As expected, Ran nearly howled in protest and began to attack the coils holding him with renewed energy. Bahi struggled not to laugh, instead wrapping his tongue around twitching ankles and swallowing a few times to get the last of Glin down, exhaling with pleasure as his meal slid into his stomach completely, still thrashing. 

For a moment, he simply basked in the sensation of being full, eyes half closed as his whole body vibrated with the force of his purring. After a moment, Glin stopped struggling, probably having accepted that escape was futile, and Bahi forced himself not to take a nap when there was a very angry human still wrapped in his snake half. He tightened his coils, forcing Ran to quit trying to fight, and lifted the human up in the air. 

“Oh, quit it. You were the one trying to get out a while ago, so be grateful. Your friend made a brave choice for you, after all.” 

Ran had gone limp, staring at Bahi’s slightly distended stomach. Bahi glanced down as well, and realized that while he could feel every shuddering breath Glin took in his stomach, from the outside it looked as though his prey wasn’t moving at all. 

“Oh, he’s fine.” Bahi sighed, rearranging himself so that he could settle down on his coils properly, and then shoved Ran against his abdomen, causing Glin to jerk in surprise. Ran almost flinched away, and then seemed to dismiss the fact that he was pressed up against a lamia’s full stomach, and sought out Glin’s shape instead. “Glin! Glin, are you okay?”

Glin twisted, able to hear Ran’s voice even through flesh. “Ran! Why are you still here? Go! Please, just run! Go home!”

Ran stared, almost uncomprehending of the choice he was supposed to be making. “I can’t… I…” He looked up at Bahi, eyes glassy. “Please, I can’t leave him… I’ll do whatever you want, anything, I’ll feed myself to you, just please let him go. He only came here because I got lost, it’s my fault and he shouldn’t have to suffer for it. Please, I’m begging you.” 

Bahi had been nearly asleep, enjoying the blissful sensation of having two humans pressed up against the inside and outside of his stomach walls, and sighed as he was dragged back to dealing with the situation. Panic and anger were amusing, but tears like this simply soured the sweet taste in his mouth. He supposed he should have expected it, preying on the bonds between two close friends like this. “I can’t sit here in this forest all day making deals and re-eating the both of you.” He grumbled. 

Well. That actually sounded appealing on some level, but he wanted to nap already. 

He leaned forwards lazily and dragged his tongue along Ran’s face, reminding himself of the taste. Ran’s whole body twitched but the little human forced himself not to jerk away, even as Glin pleaded with him to run. Bahi sighed, as though put upon. “A nap.” 

Ran blinked, slowly. “What?”

“I want a nap, and then I’ll let your friend go.” 

“Won’t… won’t he die? Please-”

Bahi rolled his eyes. “Didn’t I tell you I can’t digest anything in that stomach? He won’t die. I’d have to hibernate for days for him to run out of air in there.” 

Ran seemed to consider this, watching Bahi’s face as though gauging his honesty, and then nodded, slowly. “Okay… I’ll wait for you to finish napping.” 

“Good.” Bahi stretched, excited at the prospect of sleeping, and reached over for Ran. “C’mere.” 

He lifted the human up again, watching as he twisted uncomfortably in midair. “Wh-what are you doing?” 

“Did you think I was just going to leave you out here so you could run off and bring back a hunting party? I’ve got just enough room to squeeze you in there.” 

Ran seemed to freeze, and Glin spoke up. “You said you’d let him go! We made a deal!” 

Bahi sighed again, setting Ran down on the ground proper. “There. I let him go.” Ran stayed still, like a rabbit trying to figure out its next move. “Last chance to run away.” Bahi told him, nudging his shoulder with his tail. Ran stumbled a step, looked to Glin, and then the forest path. He looked at Bahi. “I’m not leaving Glin.” 

Glin tried to protest, but Bahi easily ignored him to instead lift Ran back off the ground. “Great, then it’s settled. Don’t move too much and this will go quicker.” He said, and then opened his mouth wide. Ran looked down into Bahi’s maw and let himself go lax. “Okay.” He said weakly.

True to his word, he didn’t thrash around as Bahi lowered him into his mouth for the second time. It went much faster this time around, as Ran didn’t struggle and Bahi didn’t take quite as long savoring the sensation. He swallowed quickly, dragging him down into his throat with impressive speed, and patted Ran’s head before finishing up, once again tracing the human’s descent to his stomach. 

It was a somewhat tight fit, shoving two humans into his first stomach, but the slight discomfort was dwarfed entirely by the pleasure radiating through his body as the two struggled to adjust, moving around and speaking to each other in low whispers. 

He moaned slightly, tempted to just sleep right there on the forest floor, but there was always the chance that something bigger could come along and swallow him up, and then he wouldn’t be able to fulfill his part of the deal. So, he set off for home, travelling slowly along the ground. His passengers struggled to rebalance themselves.

“Where are you going?” Ran asked, alarm creeping into his voice. He shifted nervously, making Bahi’s purr rise in volume for a moment.

“Home.” Bahi said, a bit blearily. “Safer to sleep there.”     

“Where is that? This wasn’t the deal.”

Bahi yawned. “Relax. ‘S not far, and we won’t get snapped up by anything big if we’re there.”

“Bigger than you?” Ran radiated disbelief. 

“Big enough to gulp me down in two mouthfuls.” Bahi winded through the trees, amused by the shocked silence that followed. “This forest is full of dangerous folk.” 

“Then… why do you live here?”

Bahi hummed in false consideration. “Because of all the tasty humans that get lost in the woods.” He retorted, teasingly. 

Glin stiffened, but Ran just halfheartedly kicked at his stomach wall. “You enjoy toying with us, don’t you?” 

“Ah, so you caught on.” Bahi purred, ducking underneath a branch. “Humans are too funny not to mess with. Especially when hunters come out trying to skin me, of all things. Hilarious.” 

“Did you… eat them, too?” Glin asked, tentatively.

“I eat most humans that come my way. I’ve got to eat to live, after all. And humans are the most filling thing out there,” he said blithely, aware they’d misinterpret his words but not satisfied enough to give the game up just yet.

There was silence from the two for a while, probably thinking about how they were in the same stomach that had contained plenty of humans before them. Bahi sighed in relief as he finally reached his little cove, clearly marked with his scent and difficult to stumble into on accident. 

Ran finally spoke up again. “If you hadn’t heard Glin, would you have digested me?” 

“Hm?” Bahi settled under his favorite rock outcropping, finally getting to settle down properly. “Why would I digest you? Much nicer to let you squirm around in there.” He coiled around the humans in his stomach, eyelids fluttering as the sensation of being full began to lull him to sleep. 

“I mean once you got bored of me. Or were you going to leave me in there until I suffocated? Are you really going to just let us leave tomorrow?” Ran shoved out, only increasing the volume of Bahi’s sleepy purring. 

“Too many questions… Talk in mornin’. Tired.” Bahi mumbled. Ran said something in response, but it was indistinct to his ears, and in moments he was asleep.

[foxyk7]

calm inktober

day 16 - little do you know by alex & sierra

characters i use :

glin (first drawing in the front, fanchild of error and blueberry)

nexy (second drawing in the front, fanchild of reaper and nightmare)

by me

yes

this time i made two drawings :v

[bunchamunchafaunus]

Zon-Glin Abbey -2019 Update-

Sunglow Yellow

30

Female

5′ 10″

Homoromantic / Pansexual

Aerodramus Faunus

Main Trait: Feathers down the back and sides of her neck

Sub-Traits: Talon-like nails in shape and color, not size

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Semblance: Enhancement

The user is able to enhance their five senses. This allows them to see better in darker areas or farther than most others, hearing and smell become acute and precise, touch and taste become highly sensitive.

If in use for more than ten minutes at a time, Zon-Glin will suffer from a migraine that will grow in intensity based on how long it is used beyond the ten minute limit.

1+ minutes: headache

2+ minutes: nausea

3+ minutes: pain behind eyes and ears

4+ minutes: pain in the temples

5+ minutes: seeing spots/lights

6+ minutes: sensitivity to light and sound

7+ minutes: temporary loss of vision

8+ minutes: vomiting

9+ minutes: stress and strain on the brain plus bleeding nose

10+ minutes: loss of consciousness

In order to avoid this, Zon’ must take a break for double the time she had been using her Semblance

Ex: Zon’ must take a 10 minute break after using her Semblance for 5 minutes

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Weapon: Thorn and Flame

Thorn: A Combat Knife of a more simplistic design, but with an Energy Dust encased cutting edge allowing it to cut into and/or through many things -including aura- with much greater ease without having to worry about dulling.

Flame: A specially designed Colt 1911 which has a wide assortment of bullet types available based on the make of the ammunition, all of which are sorted into their own magazines and pouches in her gear.

Depending which pouch Zon-Glin grabs from, the magazine she pulls will be full of one of the following types of ammunition:

Normal Bullets: no special effect, regular bullets

Gravity Dust Bullets: ignore wind and gravity

Air Dust Bullets: faster travel speed and farther travel distance 

Hard Light Dust Bullets: coated with hard light for high penetration

Earth Dust Bullets: high impact and knockback

Ice Dust Bullets (Water and Air Dust): freezing on impact

Fire Dust Bullets: incendiary effect on impact

She also has one pouch with magazines that are full of a mixture between normal, gravity, wind, energy, and earth bullets so there’s some randomness to her “patterns” in some fights if needed.

Another pouch is also set for mixtures of bullets, but this time for ice and earth, filling these magazines mostly with ice but ending them with two earth bullets to work as combos for bigger more dangerous targets.

Two magazines per pouch sets Zon at 18 with an extra magazine of each kind stored in a backpack she always has with her as a sort of “last resort” reserve should she ever run out of everything else.

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Armor: Ballistic Suit

For the most part, Zon’ doesn’t wear any specific armor, instead settling for some extra gear that she puts on over top whatever she’s wearing at the time. This set consists of the following:

Face mask with only openings for the eyes and small holes in-front of the mouth to allow her to breathe through it

Ballistic Vest able to absorb the impact of a couple smaller bullets or a single shot-gun blast, but vulnerable to a sniper

Padding for the arms and legs

Gloves with reinforced knuckles and steel-toed combat boots

A harness for the upper body that holds the pouches of her different magazine set ups

A connected belt that has the holster for her colt on the right hip, her combat knife sheathed on the back of it

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Names used in Deltora/Pirra

Look what I just found on my computer- a list of every name used in the three main DQ series, Tales of Deltora and Secrets of Deltora. I clearly used to have no life (and possibly still don’t)

I’m throwing it into the internet void in case someone wants to use it to develop their own Deltora-ish names for ocs or something?

Missing: names from Star of Deltora, and all the ‘linked’ series (Rowan and Three Doors) (Three Doors & Star of Deltora didn’t exist when I first made this and I’m too lazy to do it again)

Note #1: Aliases/false names etc are included. They must sound like relatively ‘normal’ Deltoran names or the disguise would have failed.

Note #2: If the person had two or three names: 

If there is a clear nickname this has been removed (eg. Han & Jack instead of Red Han & Laughing Jack).

Surnames (!!!) have been removed (eg. Hank instead of Hank Modestee). 

If no distinction can be made, all names are included (eg. Ulay Bran).

Note #3: I have provided loose indications of the territory/land the name is found in/most likely originated from. 

I’ve only indicated the territory/land if we are fairly sure where the person’s family was from (eg. we do not know where most of the guards originated, so their names are not definitively names of Del origin). 

Royal names get their own category because they were likely influenced by both Del and Toran naming styles.

This should be taken with a grain of salt- some names pop up across the continent (eg. Jack & Marie variations like Marilen, Mariette, Maria) so obviously names aren’t exclusive to certain regions. 

However some regions (esp. Dread Gnomes & Jalis) do have very distinctive naming styles and some regions seem to favour certain types of names (eg. Del liking flower names for women- Jasmine, Violet, Iris, Rosalyn). It shows the diversity of the naming across the continent, which is why I have included it.

I had not included the territories in my original document so I’m doing it from memory and the internet (oops). Feel free to message me with any mistakes or missing names.

Adin (Del)

Adina (Royal)

Agra

Ailsa (Kin)

Airlie

Alexi

Alton (Royal)

Alyss

Amarantz (Del)

Andos

Anna (Del)

Auris (Pirran)

Auron (Pirran)

Ava (Plains)

Azan (Pirran)

Az-Zure (Gnome)

Ballum (Royal)

Barda (Del)

Beakie-Boy (Animal)

Bede 

Beef

Bella

Bella (Animal)

Ben (Topaz?)

Berry

Bess

Birdie

Blackwing (Animal)

Brandon (Royal)

Brianne (Lees, unknown territory)

Brid 

Bruna (Kin)

Chett (Polypan)

Claw (nickname)

Clef (Pirran)

Coffin

Corris

Crenn (Kin)

Crian (Del)

Dain

Dean

Delta

Dodd (Plains)

Dolly (Animal)

Doom (Emerald)

Doran 

Dorkin (Mere)

Drumm

Dunn

Ebony (Animal)

Elspeth (Royal)

Elstred (Royal)

Emlis (Pirran)

Endon (Royal)

Enna (Tora)

Ethena (D’Or)

Etheria

Fa-Glin (Gnome)

Faith (Del?)

Fallow

Fardeep (Mere)

Ferdinand

Fern

Fidelis (Dragon)

Fie (Plains/Hira)

Filli (Animal)

Finn

Flash (Animal)

Follin

Forta (Dragon)

Fortuna (Dragon)

Fury (Animal)

Gabb (Del)

Garth (Del)

Gareth (Royal)

Gellick (Monster)

Gers (Jalis)

Gla-Thon (Gnome)

Glock (Jalis)

Gorl (Jalis)

Greasy (Emerald)

Greddock (Jalis)

Greel (Jalis)

Gudden (Jalis)

Han (Amethyst?)

Hank

Hellena 

Honey (Animal)

Honora (Dragon)

Hopian (Dragon)

Ichabod (Monster)

Ida

Iris (Del)

Jack (Plains) (Del)

Jacob (Del)

James (Plains)

Janet (Emerald)

Jarred (Del)

Jarvis

Jasmine (Del)

Jay

Jinks (Del)

Joanna

Jord

Josef (Del)

Joyeu (Dragon)

Karol (m) (Mere)

Kate

Kayan (Toran)

Keras (Pirran)

Kirsten (Emerald)

Kree (Animal)

Kris (Tora)

Lauran (Tora)

Lenore (Toran)

Lewin

Liah

Lief (Royal/Del)

Lilia (Royal)

Lin

Lindal (Broome)

Lisse (Del)

Liza (Plains)

Lockie

Loosely (Mere)

Lucan (Royal)

Manus (Ralad)

Maria (Del)

Marie

Mariette (Emerald)

Marilen (Tora)

Mellow (Animal)

Merin (Kin)

Mesk (Animal)

Mikal (Del)

Milly

Milne

Min (Del)

Mobley

Monty (Animal/Toy)

Moss 

Nak

Nanion (D’Or)

Neelie

Nelly (Del)

Neridah 

Nevets (Plains)

Nirrin (Del)

Nols (Pirran)

Noodle (Animal)

Opal (Plains)

Orwen

Otto

Padge (Ralad)

Paff

Paulie (Del)

Pearl (Animal)

Peel (Toran)

Penn (Pirran)

Petronne

Pi-Ban (Gnome)

Pieter (Del)

Pip (Animal)

Plug

Plume (Pirran)

Prandine

Primus

Prin (Kin)

Quill

Ranesh (Amethyst)

Reeah (Monster)

Reece (Noradz)

Rhans

Rigane (Mere)

Ri-Nan (Gnome)

Ri-Thon (Gnome)

Rolf (Capran)

Rosalyn (Del)

Rosnan

Rue

Ruff (Jalis)

Rufus (Ralad)

Rust

Samuel (Del)

Sarah

Scrawn

Sha-Ban (Gnome)

Sharn (Del? Tora? Royal)

Sheela

Shim (Toran)

Silas (Del)

Simone (Ralad)

Soldeen (Monster)

Sophie (Del)

Steven (Plains)

Swift (Animal)

Tamm (Ruby? North)

Tatti (Jalis)

Tenna (Jalis)

Thaegan (Ruby? North)

Thalgus

Tipp

Tira (Noradz)

Tirral (Pirran)

Tom (Plains)

Trell

Tresk (Animal)

Twig

Ulay Bran (Amethyst?)

Veritas (Dragon)

Verity (Amethyst?)

Violet (Del)

Walter (Del)

Wax

Wing (Animal)

Withick

Worron (Pirran)

Wrass

Zanzee (Animal)

Zara (Toran)

Zeean (Toran)

Zerry (Mere)

Zillah (Mere)

Zon

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Disclaimer: I have never read homestuck

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Anyways for my first post heres some of the characters you can ask in this blog, there will be more and i may even make a masterlist, but for now there are just character tags.

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Comic under cut

Cinder you sweet summer child

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How does everyones' diet look like? I'd assume Wither needs no foods since they'd be considered undead. Also by the fact they have no stomach.

How about the others? Piglins seem to rather meats, but how about blazes and ghasts? What fuels them to keep going?

yeah strange creatures we got here

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How does the Council feel about rival Empires in the Nether?

He's a little unhinged...

(Cinder has just wants friends)