#because they're teeming with burrowers

[hzdtrees]

Still waters

[happybird16]

Suddenly can't get the idea of Half-Snake Half Man Levi out of my mind. Call him either a lamia or a naga, but he's just enchanting. We need more half-snake hybrids, they're basically just land mermaids.

Naga!Levi whose mostly human from the waist up. Mostly. You could almost believe he is, if not for the pointed tips of his ears and the sharp slits of his pupils. His sharp, blackened claws. When he opens his mouth to speak, you catch the glint of his long and dangerous fangs and the sharp point of his forked tongue.

Naga!Levi who, from hips down, is pure SNAKE. A long black tail covered in glittering diamond shaped scales, more than four times the length of his torso. The length is coated with a mish-matched pattern of grey splotches, all the way down to the tip. It's thick, teeming with dangerous coiled muscle. The under belly is a soft, pretty grey. It matches his eyes.

Naga!Levi who is pure predatory muscle. His human half is packed with pure muscle, yet thin and lithe. Rows and rows of abs coating his firm belly, hardened shoulders and thick biceps. His tail is HEAVY. And he's BIG, though when he settles to sit upright on the curled up length of his tail, he's looking up at you by several inches.

Naga!Levi who is a predator, pure and simple. He eats meat. He hunts and stalks his prey, coiling the length of his tail around them over and over again, snapping bones and literally squeezing the life out of them. Tearing them apart with the sharp length of his claws, rending their flesh with his elongated fangs. He hisses. He glares, flicking his tongue out to taste the air.

Naga!Levi who, even though he doesn't realize it, is entrancing. Despite his size, the pure weight and muscle that he carries, he's nearly silent whenever he moves. Hips canting enticingly from side to side, you can't look away whenever he moves. It's almost like he's dancing, beckoning you to him in some sort of spell.

Naga!Levi who doesn't hibernate, though he's supposed to. Due to his half-snake nature he should. The rest of his den does, gorging themselves on meat before packing in for the winter. The cold makes him lethargic and slow. But he can't hibernate. His childhood didn't allow him to get used to the cycle, starvation and desperation keeping him awake. He sleeps, but on and off, not for the entirety of winter.

Because of this, Naga!Levi spends the winter seasons away from his friends and family. He doesn't want to worry them, doesn't want to bother them, so he finds a small cave relatively near by and makes it into his temporary den. At a loss for his usual agility and speed, he spends the colder months surviving like a human would. He can't be fast. He can't be stealthy, his form burrowing a huge trail in the snow in his wake. Hunting only small prey, rabbits for example, and fishing the way a human would. His metabolism is much slower anyways, he doesn't need nearly as much food when it's cold.

That's how you find him. Glittering black scales coated with white flakes of snow, his form collapsed and quickly disappearing beneath the weight of a snow storm. You've never seen anything like him before. Beautiful, both man and creature. He greets you with an aggressive hiss, eyes peeling open to wary slits at your approach. He's too heavy from the cold, to lethargic, but you help him to his cave. You save him, getting him warm.

Naga!Levi who, after meeting you, struggles even more with hibernation. He wants to stay up, to spend all your waking moments alert and by your side. But as it gets cold, his limbs become heavy and his eyes falling heavy lidded. You decide to cuddle up to him and keep him warm, and he's happy enough with that.

Naga!Levi who is so gentle with you, despite his nature. He's always cautious with his claws, so careful about only grazing you with his fangs. His tail can squeeze you tight, particularly during heated moments, but it's never too much. He hold you like you're precious. The coiled tail wrapped around you is securing, comforting, like a weighted blanket. Whenever you sleep, it's in his arms, the length of him wrapped tight around you.

Naga!Levi who worries about spring. He gets quieter, holding himself stiffer the closer and closer it gets. You end up having to ask him what's bothering him, prying the issue out of him like pulling teeth. He blushes so adorably, the tips of his pointed ears a burning pink, while he struggles to explain. It's mating season. He worries about it, how it'll go, with you being human. He's only ever dealt with the resulting urges by himself before.

Usually Naga!Levi prefers you to take control during intimate moments. He loves exploring your differences, his long tongue tickling the length of your thigh, sharpened fangs dragging breathtakingly across your skin. He prefers you to ride him, claws digging into the plush of your thighs and they shake and shudder beside his hips. He hisses in pleasure, the sound bleeding into a moan, music to your ears.

Naga!Levi who, come spring, suddenly becomes so needy. Every moment is spent touching you, fingers smoothing along your back as he glides by your side. Tongue flicking out to taste your scent, wetting the skin of your neck. All of him seems to be extra sensitive, the littlest touch along the soft underbelly of his tail sending him into lust. This holds even more true for the soft skin of his neck.

Naga!Levi who suddenly can't hold himself back. His tail locks so tight around you that it'd be terrifying if not for the soft kisses pressing to your collarbone. All he can do is fill you again and again, the hardened length of his cock exposed from his slit, leaking a constant stream of white seed. He can barely stop between knots to lick at your sore and swollen pussy, the forked tip both soothing you and pushing his thick seed back in. He wants you full, stuffed with his knot. Bred.

Naga!Levi who begs and whines, hissing out all of his love and affection wet and airy into your neck. He's normally quite vocal, tell you how soft you are, how good you take him, but the heat of spring loosens his lips further. He whines, he hisses, he whimpers. He needs more. More more more. More of you. He's mindless, accidentally nicking you with his claws, digging them too hard into the plush of your thighs. He soothes all the little scapes with a urgent swipe of his tongue.

Naga!Levi who wants to make you his mate. Forever. He wants to fill you up all the way, until the balloon at his base stretches you so much it aches, to sink his fangs into the soft skin of your neck and mark you as his and his alone.

[shoreskept]

𓂃 ଓ ; @briory wrote ;

[ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc

"Do you remember, all that time ago?" It felt like it happened in another lifetime. The rooftops stretched into the skyline, craning their necks as high as they could go--higher than the oncoming flood, high enough to keep themselves alive. They were blocky, and brutal, and long-abandoned. Where they cracked, life was teeming through: blades of grass racing against brother or sister to be the first to touch the sun's rays. But the sun had not shone that day. A shadow swept over the ruins and over Mei's heart. It took the form of a snake, and that snake held her in its jaws. She was a villain. A sinner. She willingly cast herself as an antagonist and exited STAGE RIGHT, because the world's scorn didn't mean as much to her as one, upset, little Kiana. Today is a long day from that day. They huddle in Finality's quarters and are kept safe by the walls that surround them. Her bedsheets stink just a little bit. Mei would have to remind her to add them to her next laundry load, though she knows she'll most likely end up washing them herself. "It was raining then, too. We were both weak in our own ways, and the droplets felt like they added weight to our shoulders." Perhaps it was just the Honkai energy they housed, but maybe they also felt like the tears Mei couldn't shed. Sparks would have danced from hers to the Kaslana's, and she knew--had she shown the smallest sign of weakness--that it would have reflected in her mirror. Their souls are just like that: one's natural component of the other, a domain & a range, pitch black & pale white. Her grip on Kiana tightens. They had been side-by-side, cuddled together and just barely spreading one another's warm--but now Kiana's body rests fully atop Mei's. She can feel her breaths against her neck. She can feel her own breathing slow to match, too. But the way her fingers curl round the girl's sides tell her that this isn't close enough; even a millimeter apart, the chance of losing her is nonzero. "Look at how far we've come, though. I would say I have my regrets, but to have you here in this moment... Every effort has been worthwhile, my light."

she remembers, of course she does. the worst day of her life, maybe. there have been a few of those, but none ever rival the frigid cold of that nagazora sky. when kiana thinks about her life― really thinks, about all that she loves and all that is not around for her to love any longer― she thinks that nothing has ever rivaled the pain of watching mei go.

of being uncertain that she would return, that they would live to see one another again.

as if it is even possible, kiana burrows closer to the other's warmth. she's the warm one, technically speaking, but it's not a physical feeling with mei. it's an idea, the comfort of a soul so near to her own, one that she does not have to speak to in order to understand. they're just like that, each other's halves, a feeling kiana has never found in her absence.

" yeah, " kiana's eyes are shut, but she can imagine mei's face without opening them. how the light from the window, gray and watery with the storm outside, turn her features impossibly more beautiful. how her eyes reflect the lightning that rolls in the clouds, how they become a shade of violet so enrapturing that they're impossible to look away from. she's traced the lines of that face a million times, burned its every detail into her mind. " i remember. "

like it was yesterday. like it was last night, a dream, a nightmare. but mei is right, those were steps that had to be taken. the road before them had been long― is long still, impossibly so― but they have travelled it alongside one another, even when it was not so obvious. every mile another towards this moment, this warmth.

" you know, sometimes i wonder what would be different... " it's a thought that's hard to entertain, the notion that things even could be. that there is a world where their ending might have been something other than this. " but i can never figure it out, what might have changed. i guess it's silly, but i think it was always supposed to be this way. "

with a huff of effort, kiana moves to untangle herself from the mess of limbs that they've made of each other. she pushes herself upright just so, a hand on either side of mei, holding her upright just enough so that she might peer down at those violet eyes a moment.

were she an artist, this image would be hung in every museum hall. raiden mei, lightning caught just beneath her, beautiful and impossible to recreate. a single moment in time, stolen forever in kiana's calloused hands.

" can i tell you a secret? " her voice is hushed, her lips curled in a smile. a schoolgirl to her crush, the moon to her sea. " i wouldn't change it all, not a single thing. because here, with you... "

kiana's nose brushes mei's, pale lashes flutter shut.

" this is where i've always wanted to be. "