#and raid their nest

[reblog-house]

NOT ENTIRELY ALONE by The Narcissist Cookbook makes me go HHGGHGHHTTGHHGBBNNHGGGHH!!!!!

[opal-owl-flight]

Neo3, known for gagging whenever she sees any of the other agents going all soft and mushy for each other, hilariously meets a certain octoling around the time of Grand Run and is head over heels for her. Does she know what this feeling is called? no. it scares and confuses her and she does NOT want 3 knowing abt it lmao

*the lil guys in the last pic are from some of the rescued eggs! Theyre doing some babysitting duty while the salmonids work on rebuilding structural damages to their homes and healing those who can be healed.

the Octoling belongs to @pastille-pain, SHES SO CUTE I LOVE HER

[sk-yay-sk]

I don't like any of the maps I've seen for HTTYD so i'm playing a puzzle game w all the locations. This is the 3rd version so far

[ghostly-squid]

Ten Thousand Apologies for putting Twilight on your dash in the year of 2025, but the first movie is objectively So Funny so it's being played for Movie Night.

Au where Bella's friends figure out that Edward is a vampire and ACTUALLY wants to eat Bella, and is frantically scrambling to figure out how to get her out from under his thrall without killing him. And then New Moon happens and Bella enters her Hyper Depression Era and they realize the only way to save her is to kill Edward and end his Vampire Control of her. I want them to somehow, someway, actually accurately track him down to Brazil, and convince the school administration that they NEED to go on a school funded trip to Brazil, which the school has the money for because Carlisle left a Guilt Donation to let Bella have school trips because she'll be missing on the Cullen Family Trips.

[asgardian--angels]

I just witnessed an Amazon ant raid for the first time irl, in my upstate New York backyard of all places, it was so freaking cool

[missriyochuchi]

FUCK YOU SPRING AND SUMMER AND YOUR MOSQUITOES AND HORNETS AND HUMIDITY AND LOUD PARTIES

[automatonknight]

me when i play the class that medics uber and i get. ubered

[atherissquamigera]

i should have been here. this is my fault.

The young chimera had been hiding in the ransacked Bar since the raid due to a stray bullet through her leg that left her unable to run. With running not being an option---she hid. She hid and didnt dare move until there was silence and the smell of the soldiers faded.

The first thing she did was start looking for the others....she didnt find anyone that was still alive.

The next several weeks were spent completely alone---trying to repair what she could to maintain some semblance of home. She'd been doing some of that organizing when she heard noise from the entrance to the tunnels...and froze in fear.

Her heart was pounding in her ears, and she had been hiding. Ready to lash out with a chair leg should her hiding place be discovered. That was until she realized who'd come back--coming out and practically tackling the old lizard; though her leg tripped her up. "DAD!!" She hugged him and immediately started to cry.

"i should have been here. this is my fault."

Aya looked up at him with wide eyes, frantically shaking her head. "N-no! No y-you woulda died" She hiccupped through her tears. "It's not your fault--its not "

[unlimitedsupplies]

yeah i officially feel bad for everyone being introduced to solo leveling through the anime: the edit in episode 1 is terrible. they keep cutting away from action for these little "let's introduce the gang" bits, and it completely cuts the tension. hopefully in episode 2 they just let things play straight through, or at least time their side vignettes better

[sneasedtomeetyou]

Heyyy i have a question regarding the hisuian sneasels that you have, i wanted to know how you got them, because i was p sure they had been extinct for a while

You would be correct! They have been functionally extinct for quite some time now. I have given a brief explanation of this in the past, but I will happily recap it here so that it is more accessible to folks who are new to my blog! It's a great question to ask, after all.

While Hisuian Sneasels have been extinct for a while, they interbred with Johtonian Sneasels introduced to region. This meant that many Sneasels living in Sinnoh in the present day had traits from the original Sneasels of the region, though they may not always be expressed.

You may also know about the process of taking preserved genetic material from various species of Pokemon and essentially cloning them in a lab. Though viable genetic material is in very limited supply, you cannot create a sustainable population with such few numbers.

My research centered around breeding Sneasels found in Sinnoh with various other species of Pokemon, namely poison and fighting types that possessed similar traits, in order to bring these dormant traits forward and after several generations breeding them with the cloned Hisuian Sneasels. This does mean that the Hisuian Sneasels I breed have a few key differences to them from the originals, but they are extremely similar! We are currently researching to better understand exactly how they differ.

What's interesting is that we have reason to believe that Hisuian Sneasels were not driven to extinction naturally, it was largely the result of invasive species and the rapidly changing environment of Sinnoh as its cities and towns only grew. This is, of course, tragic! The silver lining is that reintroducing them even on the small scale that we have been able to has had a positive effect on the environment, keeping the numbers of other species in the Mt. Coronet area in particular in check.

[stellaluna33]

Ahh, the aliens raccoons are out there, making their weird, unsettling noises. So THAT'S why the robins are sounding alarm calls in the middle of the night.

[aviatrix-ash]

Dined with a friend at the pizza hut last night. They really liked black pepper

I offered them a pepperoni but the pepper must have been more tasty.

if you learn to love bugs with all your heart the world will feel half as hostile and a thousand times as big

[knuppitalism-with-ue]

All the dragons from the HTTYD stream. Detailed images below.

The designs from the original movie are basically perfect, which is why I didn't really dare to touch them... until a certain trailer dropped recently.

I'm a spiteful creature.

Anyway. Some ground rules. I tried to make these creatures overall a little bit more realistic and grounded without robbing them of the inherent whimsy that the originals had. All of them are tetrapods, so only 4 limbs max.

Nightfury

These guys have no more functional limbs to move on the ground. They are living stealth bombers. Silent fast fliers.

On the ground they flop around similar to seals, forming small colonies on top of tall cliffs.

Red Death

At a certain size it becomes unfeasible to fly for even a dragon. The Red Death stays on the ground using it's heavy armor and enormous size when raiding other dragon nesting colonies. it'as wings are more like spurs, to injure rivals in combat.

Gronkle

The original had a hummingbird style in flying , something that doesn't work for an animal of this size. My compromise is to make the wings rather stout and being able to be folded a lot.

Nadder

Easiest design, take a unfeathered theropod and combine it with a bearded dragon.

Shellfire

This was the last one I made on stream, it is one of the (in my eyes) worst designs from the shows, so a nice challenge to make it work a little better.

This guy is now a filter feeder, using its large horns to funnel water into its mouth.

Zippleback

Multi-headed dragons are really tricky. In my design I made one of the heads a parasitic male, similar to angler fish, that hitches a ride on the back of the larger female.

Monstrous Nightmare

One of the most classic dragons from the original movie. Lots of crocodilian influence here. The osteoderms on its back have pores from which it produces flammable secretions.

Razorwhip

A fast an agile dragon, but the original doesn't really show that in the head shape and all these spines don't help. I put some tapejarid influence into it.

Rumblehorn

The massive neck of this dragon doesn't work well in terms of aerodynamics, unless it's an inflatable display structure ;)

Whispering Death

The giant maw of this dragon is an even greater challenge, but when you give it the gular pouch of a pelican eel and turn these eyes into eye-spots, it works quite well.

And of course the Terrible Terror!

As you can see it's in my case a close relative of the nadder.

[cupiare]

formal apology to the blackbird mama nesting in my courtyard i was too distracted by the two magpies being cute today to realize they probably destroyed her nest Ummm ❤️

[himbodruid]

A Dragon In Rut

What happens when you stumble upon a dragon experiencing rut for the first time?

A short Dragon!Sylus x Reader/you oneshot

Breeding kink | knotting | scent kink

Intended for 18+ readers only MINORS DNI

Read the companion piece here!

Fic Master List

Borrowed some lines from Secret Times 😏

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It had been some time since you and Sylus became close, even longer since you first met him. Days blended together when the only sense of sunlight you got were from various chutes in the cavern ceilings that allowed for airflow, so you weren't exactly sure how long it had been. The two of you became quite the pair of criminals, and thinking of the previous raid brought a satisfied smile to your face.

Dust motes danced in and out of the sun beams, giving the cavern you declared as your chambers a whimsical feeling. Richly coloured tapestries hung from the walls, adding a sense of warmth and life to your space. The fiend, Sylus, had even offered you treasures from his own hoard to decorate your space with. You had come to love the freedom that this network of caverns offered you. And you found yourself quite fond of the dragon that occupied another set of chambers.

Sylus was usually asleep at times like this, when the sun was high and bright. You found yourself mimicking his sleep schedule out of convenience, but something had awoken you and curiosity had gotten the best of you.

When you left your chamber, however, something in the air shifted. You didn’t know what it was, but it was off. Charged. Your pulse quickened as you sought out Sylus, worrying for his well being in the chaotic atmosphere that interrupted the usual calm.

You found him, not by sight, but by sound in his own chamber. As you brushed the tapestries that covered his doorway aside, a feral snarl reverberated from within.

“Sylus?” You questioned, stopping your advance at the sound.

“Leave,” was all he said, his voice strained and more beast-like than usual.

“Is everything okay?” You hazard a step into the dimly lit room. A hiss and a groan greeted you.

“If you know what’s best for you, Kitten, you will leave right now.” His voice was pained and leaving was the last thing you wanted.

“Are you hurt?” Another step forward.

Then all at once, you found yourself pinned to the wall by his bulk, a growl rumbling from his chest. You caught a glimpse of his face as the light from the entrance was snuffed out by the tapestries. His pupils were dilated and his face flushed, and you furrowed your brows in concern.

“Please, tell me what’s wrong, you’re worrying me,” you say, raising your hand to cup his cheek. He made a sound like a barely restrained groan as he turned his face into your touch, inhaling deeply. That fiendish tail of his lashed out behind him, swinging to and fro- much like an agitated cat.

“You shouldn’t be here,” was all he said in reply.

And yet, he leaned into you instead of letting you go. You felt him bury his nose in your neck.

“Your scent…I want it. Steamy and sweet…like cherry wine,” he murmured, his mouth finding your pulse.

“S-Sylus, what..” you stammer, incapable of forming coherent thought thanks to the heat of his tongue rolling so, so sensually against your neck. It was clear that he wasn’t in his right mind, trapped under some spell, but you couldn’t push him away. Instead you wanted, needed him closer.

A sound resembling a purr rumbled from his chest when your hand cupped the back of his head and you tilted your chin up for him. His mouth traveled the expanse of your neck, leaving biting kisses in his wake. Your heart thundered in your chest and an involuntary shiver shuddered through you.

“You should have run away when you had the chance,” he growled, hauling you up against the hard planes of his well-sculpted body. He carried you to a pile of blankets that rested atop a goose-down filled pad.

As he laid you down in his nest, you were consumed by him. That smokey scent of him surrounded you, his body crowded you. All thoughts fled as you were immersed in his very essence. You clung to him, even as his mouth traveled down your body. Taloned hands were surprisingly adept at removing your simple clothing, and the groan he released when you laid bare beneath him went straight to your core.

His hungry gaze roamed your figure, darkening with desire as it finally landed on the apex of your thighs. His nostrils flared, taking in your scent, your arousal.

“Last chance, Kitten.” His crimson eyes found yours again, awaiting your final consent. You hadn’t fought him thus far, but he held himself back once more to give you a chance to run away, to deny him what he so clearly wanted.

But you shook your head, hooking your legs around his hips to keep him from leaving you. He grinned a devilish grin and stooped over you to seal the agreement with a searing kiss. His tongue plunged into your mouth, wrestling with your own for space. Your moans were met with growls of his own. And when you were beginning to feel light headed, he finally removed himself from you.

“I’ll start with your warmest spot…” he murmured against your skin as he trailed those stinging kisses down your body. “And until I’m finished, you’re not allowed to stop me.”

And then the heat of his mouth overwhelmed your cunt as he plunged his tongue against your flesh. When you tried to squirm from the sensation, his taloned hands held you fast. All you could do was sink your hands into that damnably silky hair of his and announce your pleasure to the room. He worked you up so quickly that you crashed over the edge before you even had a chance to think. His name tumbled from your lips like a prayer, even as his teeth scraped against your inner thigh.

His chuckle was deep and raspy and he lazily reclaimed his spot atop you. You didn’t know when it had occurred, but what little clothing he wore was discarded and the length of him pressed solid against your belly. With one hand occupied by holding your wrists together above your head, he hooked a leg over his free arm and pressed you hard into his bedding. His hips ground against you as that obnoxiously enticing purring sound reverberated through the cavern once more.

“You’re all mine,” he growled into your ear before positioning himself at your entrance. You briefly worried about how in the world a man as large as him would fit into such a petite woman as yourself, but all thoughts and fears fled the moment he breached you.

“S-Sy-“ you whimpered into his mouth as he sought to distract you from any discomfort. His body trembled with the effort of holding back. Breaths came short as he fully sheathed himself into you, his gasping pants feathering at your neck as he fought to give you time to adjust to his girth. Despite the effort, his hips still jerked forward.

“Hell, love. How do you feel this damn good?” He whined against your chest as he dropped his head down. The trembling in his body increased tenfold as his internal war continued.

The deepest, guttural moan escaped from him as soon as you lifted your hips in a silent signal to proceed. That moan turned into a possessive growl as he shifted his hips, pulling and pushing from your oh-so-willing body. You longed to cling to him, but he still held fast to your wrists.

Feeling mischievous, your mouth found his throat and you scraped your teeth against his flesh. He surprised you by baring his neck to you with a moan, and so you bit down on that corded muscle at the slope of his shoulder. The same place he marked you however many days ago.

At that simple action, it was like a damn broke loose. A heated snarl erupted from him and his hips pistoned in and out at a pace that would be punishing if it didn’t feel so fucking good. Your voice rose to join his as his cock brought you to such a swift climax, it had you reeling.

Even as your walls pulsed around him, he didn’t stop. Indeed, it felt like his pace actually sped up as he mindlessly chased a release that seemed to evade him. You felt as though the moment one orgasm was over, he drove you right into another one. His name fell from your lips with reckless abandon and he buried his face into your neck once more.

But this time was different. His movements seemed deliberate, almost as if he was…what? You weren’t sure how to describe his action, but it was almost as if it was some sort of primal instinct to mark you with his scent.

And there was something else happening.

As he drove himself into you over and over again, you could feel something at the base of his cock…almost like some sort of bulge was forming? You weren’t at all familiar with the anatomy of his kind, so you couldn’t be sure what to expect.

“Sylus, what?” You tried to question, your brain unable to form the full question.

“Mine,” he growled. His voice had taken on that feral tone he had once used with you to try and scare you away. He finally released your wrists to loop his arm under your free leg, practically folding you in half while he pumped into you relentlessly. All you could do was cling to him and ride out the pleasure he continued to build.

And then it happened. You weren’t really sure what “it” was, but that strange bulge at the base of his cock all but locked him to you as he thrust hard into you one final time. His moaning cries filled the cavern as he threw his head back and you felt his cock twitch and pulse inside of you, the sensation being enough to push you over the edge again with him.

And you figured that would be the end of it, a beautiful connection with this incredible being.

But his hips remained locked with yours. He nuzzled into your neck, that purring sound emanating from him again. The smallest of thrusts was all the movement he was granted by the knot, but the tugging sensation elicited sparks of pleasure that coursed through you. You whimpered into his ear as you lifted your hips to meet his with each nudge.

Then, almost as if taken over by his instincts once more, his hips whipped forward and he plunged so impossibly deep into you that you didn’t know where he ended and you began. His cock twitched and more hot ropes of cum flooded you while he moaned against your skin. It dragged you into an abrupt climax, almost as if his own orgasm was some sort of switch for yours.

It happened several more times: he would relax his hips for a moment, only to violently thrust forward again and cum so explosively that you couldn’t help but follow him over the edge. But finally, after what felt like ages, that knot appeared to subside.

Sylus slumped against you, placing soft kisses against your skin. You were exhausted from the ordeal, barely awake as he shifted you to the side. You couldn’t even work up the energy to feel embarrassed as he cleaned you up, taking great care to be gentle with you.

Shortly thereafter, you fell into the deepest sleep you ever experienced while wrapped in his warm embrace.

—

That night, after the two of you woke from your shared slumber, Sylus had the good consciousness to blush at the behaviour he exhibited. He laid beside you, head propped up on a hand while the other traced feather-light swirling patterns on your skin.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I have never personally experienced a rut before and didn’t have the willpower to send you away.”

You smiled at him, brushing a strand of hair from his eyes. “Is this something that dragons experience?”

“Mmh,” he said, thinking about how to reply in a way you would understand. “It is a mating instinct that all dragons experience, yes. Usually the worst of the urges are able to be subdued enough to still function. But when your scent hit me, it was like I was possessed.”

“And what was the..thing that happened towards the end?” You asked, not sure what to call the strange bulge that kept him locked to your body.

“In your tongue, it would be called a knot. When a dragon finds his mate, that is usually how they are claimed. I…don’t really know how to describe it, since I’ve never experienced it before.”

“Hmm, does that make me your mate, then?”

His gaze softened at your question and that lopsided smile you so loved played across his face. Instead of answering with words, he leaned down and kissed you thoroughly.

“Mmh. I rather enjoy my scent being intertwined with yours.”

[timkontheunsure]

Food issues

Ok a few people pointed out Stolas doesn't really eat what he says he does

Mostly what we've seen him eat

Is Stolas eating cereal and rats

With them only having rats, pop, and chocolate milk in the fridge. (The zebra steak is for Twoie, his pet plant who I refuse to believe is dead).

So why doesn't he mention the cereal?

And why would he look extremely uncomfortable mentioning he eats rats?

Even though their Via's favourite snack

He is extremely uncomfortable admitting he likes to eat rats. Stolas rubs and grabs his wrists, looks away bitting his lip, and grips his shoulder all before answering.

When Blitz says he can have some look at that face. Such a cute smile, if a little confused that he's allowed.

Best guess he has/had food aversion issues like lots of autistic people. And cereal and rats as on the normal person Bad/Junk Food list. Things he's been told not to mention that he eats when asked.

Ok we literally we did in our family, so the kid could have the food they needed, and not be stressed out by people yelling at them for being picking.

It made it easier to sort with a dietitian, if they weren't stressed because their teacher decided it's good idea to take away their own food. Because "they'll eat whatever when their hungry enough" 🤬(still want to hit people that this sort of thing)

Guessing both tinny Stolas and the Staff would have gotten in trouble for him having a limited palette.

Because this is a strange up fib here. Stolas and Via make there own food whenever we see them. Apart from at the party where Stolas is again eating rats.

And Greed Seed cereal is so unhealthy that they can't be bothered to put the ingredients on, just that's it'll give you diabetes

and look at the egg bit and tell me that's not someone having a texture issue. Look at it....

(yep barn owls don't usually raid nests for eggs too)