#black ruby barb

[macquarieridge]

swimming upwards towards heavan

[aquariuminfobureau]

Black ruby barb

Pethia nigrofasciata is a Ceylonese carp, traded as the black ruby barb, but also known as the purplehead barb. Historically the species was regarded as belonging to Barbus or Puntius. It grows to about 6.5 centimeters, or about 2 and a 1/2 inches in length. It is native to winding, elevated forest streams, above flood level, from the Kelani to Nilwala basins in the southwest of the island. The waters in such streams are on the soft, acidic side, and are clear, cool, and shaded.

The fish mainly preys on the aquatic larvae of chironomid flies, and ephemerooteran nymphs, as well as green algae and diatoms, and for that reason belongs to the ecological guild of fish that feed near the stream bottom. The mouth of this species is subterminal, befitting such a benthic feeder, and its gill rakers are widely spaced. Other cyprinid species sharing its habitat, consume prey in midwater, or from the water surface. P. nigrofasciata is also distinct by its preference for shallow water, and the fringes of branch and root systems.

P. nigrofasciata in fact has specific habitat requirements, living where the bottom is sandy with some rocks or submerged wood, and maybe a few clumps of macrophytes, typically Aponogeton. Though the forest shades the streams, P. nigrofasciata prefers the full sun, being recorded in waters with a temperture of 25 or 26 degrees centigrade. Such habitats also have a pH of about 6.

In the aquarium, P. nigrolibeatus appreciates some degree of water movement, reflecting its wild origins as a stream fish, living where the glow is 2-15 cubic meters per minute. Although where the flow is high, these carp seem to rely on objects that break the current, so in the aquarium, the flow should not be at the upper end of this velocity. It is a peaceful community fish, and also a schooling species, that must be kept in some numbers. Its diet is omnivorous, and feeding is not difficult.

[rexscanonwife]

btw during pride month I'm paying extra special attention to my female f/os and crushes and drawing my male f/os as butch lesbians 💖🫶💖

[zazter-den]

Cat Bath

Minors Do Not Interact

(Edit)Common Scents Series: Cat Bath, Sweet Tooth.

Synopsis- Barista!Reader comes home smelling like her new coworker Izuku, TigerHybrid!Bakugou decides a bath is in order.

Warnings- Yandere, Dubcon, Feline Anatomy, Choking, Light Knifeplay Claw play, Degradation.

Tags-Aged up(obviously), Hybrid AU, Tiger!Bakugou, Dom!Bakugou, Afab!reader, Sub!Reader. Bath Play, Scentmarking, Creampie.

Word Count- 2K words.

With a low, guttural growl, Bakugou's tail began to sway and twitch behind him. The long, thick appendage moved with a powerful feline grace befitting a regal tiger hybrid.

As Bakugou's sharp gaze fell upon you, he took a step closer with a threatening aura enveloping him. His orange and black swirled ears were flat against his blonde locks. His chiseled jaw clenched tightly as his raging crimson eyes seem to pierce through your soul. There's no doubt that his presence alone could send chills down anyone's spine.

Bakugou's voice dripped with anger as he sneered "Who the fuck touched you, huh? Just let anyone lay their hands on you?" His tone filled with venomous jealousy, his possessiveness over you shining through every word.

His large hand reached out to grab your arm with an iron grip, his long black claws barely grazing your skin, for now. The intensity of his grip causes a a hitch in your breath, his dominance clear as day. "Tell me. now." Bakugou growled, his voice dangerously low. His sharp canines momentarily on display as a warning.

You swallowed hard. Oh, oh this wasn't going to be good.

His territorial jealousy seemed to consume him, and there's no doubt that he won't stop until he has an answer. The scent of pine and yuzu still lingered on your café shirt, a clear indication of the bunny hybrid coworker who had touched you.

"But... but Katsuki, Izuku didn't mean anything by it," you stammered, desperation creeping into your voice. The words coming out of your mouth sound rushed and nervous, "He grabbed my hands only to thank me for training him. It was a gesture of gratitude, nothing more."

Bakugou's grip tightened around your arm, the tip of his dark claws starting to puncture into your flesh, as he hears the name 'Izuku' leave your lips. His crimson eyes looked like smoldering embers, the mere thought of someone else touching you was enough to send a wave of fury surging through his veins. But some shitty prey hybrid holding your hand? A useless rabbit who you were already on first name basis with?

A wicked smirk curled Bakugou's lips as your punishment formed in his mind. With a sadistic glint in his eyes, he released your arm briefly, claws leaving glistening ruby dots. "If it didn't mean anythin', then I guess we'll just have to make sure ya don't reek of his stench," he said, a sinister undertone in his voice.

Not bothering to wait for a response, Bakugou snatched your hand and forcefully guided you toward the bathroom in the back of the apartment. His grip was forceful, almost bruising, as he shoved open the door and tugged you inside.

Bakugou's clothes hit the floor in a haphazard pile, revealing his intimidatingly sculpted physique. His muscular form was accentuated by the defined lines and lean muscles that traversed his body, a testament to his feral strength. His piercing ruby gaze, filled with a mix of raw desire and anger, was fixed your trembling form expectantly. Your clothes soon joined his on the cool tiled floor.

With his usual swagger, Bakugou stepped into the bathtub. His gaze fixated on you, filled with a mixture of hunger and simmering fury. The water settled over his toned body, causing droplets to glisten against his slightly tanned skin. His intimidating cock, stood fully erect and proud, its barbed girth a testament to his animalistic nature. He leaned back against the tub and spreads his legs, making his intentions clear.

With a wicked grin with far too much fang, Bakugou beckoned you towards him, his eyes daring some sort of defiance from you. His tail twitched suddenly, and you swear you almost jumped through the roof

"Get in the fuckin' tub" Bakugou growled, his voice dropping to a low, commanding tone.

As you obediently drew closer to him, Bakugou's large clawed hand shot out, gripping your wrist tightly. With a sudden, forceful motion, he pulled you onto his lap with a splash, causing the water to slosh around the tub and onto the bathroom floor.

Bakugou's grip tightened around your waist as he pulled you forcefully onto his lap, positioning your back against his chiseled chest. The feel of his muscular frame against your soft curves was both intimidating and exhilarating. You wondered if your heart beat was visible with the way it seemed to drum violently against your ribs.

With a punishing hold on your hips, Bakugou bullied his cock into you, thrusting in inch by thick inch. The sensation of being filled by his girthy length always brought a mix of pleasure and discomfort that never failed to elicit a gasp from your lips. The barbed ridges of his dick rippled against the walls of your dripping pussy, and you had to keep from instinctually clamp down on him. Black claws left angry indents on your skin as he started thrust sharply into you.

As the water sloshed and splashed, Bakugou's claws remained unyielding, his possessive hold a reminder of who you belong to. With every thrust, he watched with a predatory gaze as you writhe on his lap. The moans of pleasure being pulled from you echoing in the small space.

"I can't believe you allowed a fucking useless rabbit to touch you," Bakugou snarled in your ear, his voice filled with venom.

Bakugou growled against your neck, his hot breath tracing a path of need and possessiveness. He rubbed his scent onto your sensitive skin, his rugged scruff grazing against your jawline. With each thrust, Bakugou's movements gradually erased the lingering haze of Izuku's pine and yuzu scent from your body. His own dominant scent, a mix of warm cinnamon, earthy browned caramel, and the smoldering scent of embers, overwhelmed your senses. Seeping into your skin, claiming you as his own.

You were caught between the pleasure of Bakugou's relentless assault and your instinct to defend Izuku's friendliness. Still you tried to find your voice, no matter how shaky. "K-Katsuki," you begun to protest weakly, voice tinged with a mix of pleasure and desperation. "Izuku didn't mean any-"

In a black and orange flash, Bakugou's tail wrapped around your throat, his favorite way of shutting you up. The soft fur against your sensitive skin was a sharp contrast to the powerful grip it wielded, protests efficiently choked to a whimper.

As the pressure increased, lightly cutting off airflow, you gasped and whimpered. The minor decrease of oxygen intensified the sensations coursing through your body, making you moan in a mixture of pleasure and desperation. Each sound that escapes your lips only fed the fire burning within Bakugou, driving him to push you further, to exert his control over you completely.

"P-please" You managed to gasp out, your voice barely a whisper. The word hung in the air, almost begging for mercy, a plea to ease the intensity of his possessive onslaught. But deep down, you knew that it was a foolish request. Bakugou's selfish desires and his animalistic nature drive him, and mercy is seldom a part of that equation.

No. Forgiveness is not something Bakugou is known for. Instead, he tightened his grip on your hips, his claws freely dug into your skin, pricking the sensitive surface. His soft blonde hair, normally messy and tousled, now seemed to stand completely on end, giving him a truly feral appearance. With every wild thrust, his tail's grip on your throat tightened and slacked with the rhythm he found.

Bakugou spread his legs wider, seeking leverage as he relentlessly thrust upwards, setting a brutal pace that left you shuddering in pleasure. The sound of combined moans and the splashing of water filled the bathroom, creating an atmosphere of utter debauchery. Each forceful movement made you acutely aware of the prickly barbs that line Bakugou's endowed length, igniting intense sensations deep within your cunt. Under the violently swirling water, your toes curled against the slippery porcelain.

"Ya feel that, dumbass? That's me claiming you, marking you as mine." Bakugou's voice rasps in your ear, a mix of lust and dominance dripping from every word. “This is what you get, you pathetic little slut. You belong to me, and only me. Remember that." With his tail still wrapped firmly around your throat, His words punctuated by his forceful thrusts, each one drove deep with unforgiving vigor.

His hand snaked up your shaking thigh. His sharp obsidian claws grazed the delicate skin, leaving a trail of barely-there scratches in their wake, before reaching the apex he sought. He always knew how to handle you with terrifying precision. the pads of his fingers expertly circled your throbbing clit. The rough texture of his fingertips added a layer of friction that sent you keening.

Bakugou's touch is unapologetically rough, His fingers pinched and rubbed your clit mercilessly, combining pain and pleasure in a wicked synergy. Every grind, every pinch, brought you closer to the edge of ecstasy. With each press of his fingers, he thrusts into you with merciless ferocity.

Your body was a trembling mess in response to Bakugou's touch, the stimulation was sending waves of pleasure coursing through your veins. You could feel yourself beginning to succumb to the intensity of his ministrations, your walls tightening around his prickly cock. His thick length continued to impale your clenching hole, each thrust sending waves of pleasure cascading through your body.

Your orgasm hit you like a force of nature. Your eyes widened, pupils dilated with a mix of pleasure, fear, and surrender. Your grip tightened on either side of the tub, your knuckles turning white with the overwhelming sensation. The combination of Bakugou's forceful barbed thrusts, the constriction of his tail around your throat, and the merciless stimulation of your clit sent you over the edge. Your moans escaped in muffled gasps and whimpers, partially silenced by the grip of Bakugou's tail. Waves of ecstasy rippled through you, cunt walls clamped down desperately around Bakugou's cock.

Feeling your walls convulsing around him, Bakugou responded with a bestial roar that echoed off the tiled walls. With one final, forceful thrust, he buried himself deep within your quivering pussy. His body tensed, claws lacerating thin red lines on your hips. He released his cum deep inside you with the final snap of his hips, a torrent that seemed to fill you to the brim. It felt like every inch of your being was flooded with the overwhelming heat and intensity of Bakugou's climax. It was hard to catch your breathe as your cunt milked the last of the feral feline's load.

The spicy notes of cinnamon, the rich sweetness of browned caramel, and the smoky hint of embers engulfed you, overpowering any last hints of citrus and pine needles. In this moment, there was only Bakugou, claiming your body and erasing any lingering trace of competition.

Bakugou slowly loosened his tail from around your sore throat, letting it slip away like a snake releasing its prey. The furry appendage, a mesmerizing blend of orange, black, and white, flicked with an air of smug satisfaction.

As the pressure around your throat eased, your exhausted body slumped against Bakugou's sculpted chest, breath still labored. Bakugou wrapped his strong arms possessively around your spent and shaking form. He pulled you closer to him, ensuring your bodies remain connected, bond unbroken in the cooling bath water. His tail swished to-and-fro with a mixture of contentment and territoriality.

With your body now marked by his scratches and filled with his seed, you'll carry his undeniable scent, making it clear to any hybrid foolish enough to come near that you belong to him and him alone.

"You're mine. No prey filth should dare lay a finger on you." Bakugou seethed into your ear, breathless voice a dangerous low rumble as you drift off from exhaustion. “The next time this 'Deku' touches what's mine, I'm putting him in the fuckin' ground.”

An original broke artist haiku:

Buy Me a Whiskey

Because You Want Me Tipsy

So I'll Write More Smut

[casual-fishlart]

huevember day 8

♦️black ruby barb♦️

[jaune-submissive-and-breedable]

A part 2 to that Glynda pegging class: Glynda lets some students take a 'practical' test with Jaune in class.

Glynda chuckled as she watched her students scramble out of their seats, eager to have a chance at pegging their blonde classmate. She knelt on one knee in front of Jaune, lifting his chin and smiling.

"I hope you're ready, Mr. Arc. Your classmates are quite eager to have a taste of you." She cooed, gently pecking his lips and stepping away as her first student approached.

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Ruby's face was as red as her cloak while she thrusted into Jaune's tight anal canal. Her movements slow and steady with some passion behind them. Her hands using Jaune chest from support as she stared at his blinded face. The toy she used was a simple seven inches, but it was still enough to make him moan and get rock hurt once more.

"I'm gonna start moving faster now. Let me know if it hurts, ok?" she told him. Leaning over to plant a small kiss on his cheek.

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Jaune screamed loudly through his gagged as Weiss began her turn. Unlike her leader, she didn't care about his comfort. Using an 13 inch avian shaped dildo, she hammered and destroyed his asshole with acute precision. Her thrusts were frequent with enough power behind them to garner a response from the boy.

"Consider this pay back for bothering so much Arc" she hissed, giving his cock a slap causing it was fling pre-cum around the desk and their body. "But I think someone needs a little more discipline~"

After saying that, she places a black glyph around his tip base of his cock, blocking his cum from escaping their fleshy confines.

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When it was Blake's turn she freed Jaune from his restrains, threw him on to the floor, placed herself onto his back, and plunged her cock deep inside his ass. Purring with delight as she heard him cried out from both pleasure and pain from her chosen toy. She began moving her hips slowly before gradually increasing in speed and force. In doing so, she inadvertently, or purposefully, caused her ass cheeks to clap together, giving all present a good view of her bellabooty twerk.

"S...Stop...please!" Jaune cried out.

Blake's chosen toy was a feline shaped dildo, 13in long, 3in in girth, and equipped with barbs that scrapped against his anal canal, causing him to cried out. Hearing his plea, she leaned into his ear and told him.

"Be a good boy and I'll let you fuck my ass later~" She purred, gently kissing his cheek and continued her thrusting

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"MeRcY PlEaSe!!!" Jaune cried out once it was Yang's turn.

The blonde in question had him bent over Glynda's desk and shoved her massive 20in long horse cock in and out of his ass with reckless abandon. Her d cup breast bouncing wildly as she thrusted in and out of the arc boy, her grunts harsh and animalistic. Her cock created a grotesque bulge in his stomach, making some of her classmates cringe while others bit their lips.

"Fuck! How is he still so tight?!" she growled.

Yang turned him on his back roughly, never taking her cock out of him. Grabbing his face, she smashed her lips against his in a sloppy and heated kiss. Pulling away, she lick her lips as she stared him down. Promising to herself she'll definitely do this again.

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Much like yang, Nora opted for pure power in thrusts over any semblance of technique. Holding Jaune in a mating press, she hammered her cock in his ass rapidly, their hips colliding with meaty slaps. Her ursine cock forgoing length in favor of girth making his ass stretch to impossible lengths. Her breathing rapid and harsh. She looked down at her still blind leader panting beneath her. His face red and mouth open releasing pained pants. She lowered herself so her face was an inch away from his, her breast squished against his chest as she did. Rather than say anything she slammed her lips into his, capturing him in a deep and sloppy make out secession. Ignoring the wet and sticky sensation on her chest.

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For many, it was not surprising to see Pyrrha pegging Jaune. What was surprising was the girthy and lengthy lupine cock she chose to peg him with. Taking him in missionary, she gently, but forcefully, thrusted inside his anus. Using one hand, she played with her tit and moaned with pleasure, while the other stroked his cock to full mast once more, earning more groans from the boy.

"It's alright Jaune" she cooed. Leaning forward to plant a gentle kiss on his lips. "You've been such a good boy, you deserve a reward."

Moving hand away from her tit, she removed his blind fold exposing his eyes to his onlookers. They squinted at first, but quickly adjusted allowing for Pyrrha to see how red and watery they were from the ongoing lesson. Smiling softly, she kissed his cheek and pushed her toy deeper into him, cooing and complimenting him as she pushed her toy's knot into his ass.

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"Very Impressive Ms. Fall" Glynda complimented from the sideline.

The false maiden smirked and leaned back on the desk, using her arms prop herself up. Unlike her fellow classmates, she instead made Jaune ride her cock himself, with the boy in question panting heavily as he bounced up and down. Sweat layered his entire body, his cock bobbed up and down weakly, his tongue hung from his mouth and eyes rolled back in his head. His hands gripped her thighs tightly as the used them for support. All the while a simple black dildo was repeated swallowed up by his asshole, which clung to its length greedily.

"Just like Nikos said~" she replied "He's just a good boy~"

------------------------------------------------------------------------------After what seemed to be hours, Jaune was finally able to rest. His body was sore and broken from the various treatments he received from his classmates. His cock was completely softened with a thin line of cum leaking from the tip and his balls sagged as they milked of their contents. His body was motionless save for a small twitch every so often. Finally, his face contorted into a look of permanent pleasure. His eyes were rolled back in his head while his tongue hung from his mouth.

Glynda knelt beside the boy, wrapping a blanket over his nude form, and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek.

"I believe you've earned your extra credit points, Mr. Arc" She stated calmly.

She stood up with a heavy sigh. Surveying her classroom, she saw various cum stain littering the desks and floor. It would be a hard clean up job, but she'll manage. Sitt back at her desk she began reviewing each of her student's performance today.

"I Ms. Xai long and Valkryie for sure requires a bit more practice...." she said as she began her reviews.

[puppetmaster13u]

It's the last day of Mermay...

So have my most common headcanons on who would be which (or take inspiration from such) for if they were merfolk <3 Yes, this is DCxDP but can be used for either separately if you want.

Bruce- Ray

Alfred- Remora

Kate- Angel Shark

Dick - Guppy

Cass- Cuttlefish

Jason- Thresher Shark

Tim- Bichir

Steph- Spanish Shawl Sea Slug

Duke- Anglerfish

Harper- Cichlid

Cullen- Rasbora

Damian- Stingray

Carrie- Dusky Batfish

Jarro- Starfish

Terry- Devilfish

Matt- Koi

Barbara- Jellyfish

Gordon- Squirrelfish

Ghostmaker- Moray Eel

Harvey- Tiger Shark

Selina- Catfish

Harley- Clownfish

Poison Ivy- Leafy Seadragon

Riddler- Corydoras

Joker- Piranha

Bane- Pufferfish

Mr. Freeze- Leopard Seal

Scarecrow- Anglerfish

Waylon- Saltwater Crocodile

Solomon Grundy- Coelacanth 

Penguin- Longfin Icedevil

Ras Al Ghul- Sturgeon

Talia- Pike

Dusan- Pike 

Deathstroke- Tiger Barb

Clark- Sea Lion

Connor- Fur Seal

Jon- Fur Seal

Kara- Sea Lion

Martha Kent- Ribbon Seal

Jonathan Kent- Manatee

Lex Luthor- Cardinalfish

Barry Allen- Marlin

Wally West- Swordfish

Bart- Marlin

Iris- Trout

Thawne- Wahoo

Captain Cold- Beluga Whale

Heatwave- Guppy

Captain Boomerang- Discus Fish

Mirror Master- Mahi Mahi

Green Arrow- Goby

Arsenal- Arapaima

Artemis- Grouper

Black Canary- Orca

Diana- Lionfish

Cassie- Lionfish

Cheetah- Spotted Snapper

Vandal Savage- Dunkleosteus 

Marvel- Whale Shark 

Billy- Wrasse

Mary- Wrasse

Freddy- Killifish

Eugene- Loach

Pedro- Danio

Darla- Goby

Black Adam- Gar Fish

Dr. Sivana- Dolphin

Mister Mind- Bristle Worm

Martian Manhunter- Octopus

M’gann- Octopus

Aquaman- Hammerhead Shark

Kaldur- Blue Tang

Oceanmaster- Ray

Plasticman- Oarfish

Booster Gold- Goldfish

Blue Beetle- Blue Shrimp

John Stewart- Sailfish

Hal Jordan- Neon Tetra

Red Tornado- Mantis Shrimp

Zatanna- Swordtail

Constantine- Fighting Fish

Doctor Fate- Wrasse

Deadman- Glass Fish

Klarion- Platy

Cyborg- Mola

Raven- Squid

Beast Boy- Triggerfish

Starfire- Koi Fish

Beast Boy- Fluffy Sculpin

Lobo- Wolf Fish

Deadshot- Ruby Barb

Killer Frost- White Koi

King Shark- Great White Shark

Doctor Light- Dolphin

Catman- Tigerfish

Angel Breaker- Redtail Black Shark

Trigon- Giant Squid 

Martha Wayne- Mako Shark

Thomas Wayne- Devil Ray

Lucious Fox- King Mackeral 

Jack Drake- Freshwater Angelfish

Janet Drake- Comet Goldfish

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Danny- Betta Fish (Or Giant Phantom Jelly)

Dan- Lancetfish

Ellie- Betta Fish

Jazz- Oarfish

Sam- Lamprey

Tucker- Devil's Hole Pupfish

Valerie- Cherry Shrimp

Vlad Masters- Vampire Squid

Maddie Fenton- Lion's Mane Jelly

Jack Fenton- Whale

Ida Manson- Gulper Eel

Mr. Lancer- Hatchetfish

Spike- Gourami

Wes Weston- Carp

Kyle Weston- Perch

Paulina- Dragonfish

Star- Cichlid

Dash Baxter- Short Beaked Dolphin

Kwan- Goldfish

Box Ghost- Boxfish

Lunch Lady- Killifish

Skulker- Sea Turtle

Ghostwriter- Lyretail

Sidney Poindexter- Shubunkin

Jonny 13- Corydora

Kitty- Loach

Ember- Basslet

Desiree- Seahorse

Spectra- Eel

Walker- Frogfish

Nocturn- Lanternfish

Overgrowth- Sea Pig

Fright Knight- Swordtail

Pariah Dark- Skate

Princess Dora- Dragon Goby

Pandora- Leaf Scorpionfish

Frostbite- Crabeater Seal

Clockwork- Colossal Squid (or Congor Eel)

------------------------------------------------------------------------------If you want pics of any of the fish/creatures I am happy to put them out, I just can't put that many links on one post lol. (Also apologies if I missed anyone)

[bestanimal]

As promised, here is a post about my immortal South American Bumblebee Catfish (Microglanis iheringi) to serve as Actinopterygii propaganda.

I first got into fish-keeping after getting a job at PetSmart in 2014. I figured I needed some experience if I was about to answer peoples’ pet questions (spoiler: most people buying pets ended up being a lot stupider than I thought.) I had a 10 gallon tank with a dwarf gourami and 2 platys for a bit, before I found the 10 gallon too limiting and upgraded to a 30 gallon. The tank needed some sort of bottom feeder to occupy the lower levels of the tank, so I opted for a South American Bumblebee Catfish over a school of Kuhli Loaches. Here’s proof; pay extra attention to the dates:

I’ve tried to add other bottom feeders to the tank, like cory catfish, a bristlenose pleco, and even a sumo loach, but… I’m not sure if the bumblebee catfish was bullying them or if he’s just put a curse on the tank, because none of them lived more than a few months. I’ve since stopped trying to add other bottom feeders.

I still wanted Kuhli Loaches though, so I figured I would just try them after the catfish passed away. Every source online said they lived 3-5 years “under ideal conditions.” I didn’t mind waiting 5 years to get some kuhlis.

I quit PetSmart after two years, went to university, have gone through several jobs and life changes. The 30 gallon tank has seen many fish come and go. An outbreak of Ich in 2019 took my last tetra, and weakened my angelfish. Eventually left with some cherry barbs and the bumblebee catfish, I decided to make an all Asian fish tank, as they seemed to be the hardiest (and my inner zookeeper was screaming at me to at least co-habitate fish from the same continent.)

It is 2024 and I currently have a pearl gourami, a school of black ruby barbs, a school of glass catfish, a female Betta, one very old cherry barb…

… and one South American Bumblebee Catfish.

Surely Kuhli Loaches would fit the Asian theme better. But no. This catfish will never die.

It’s not that I want him to die; I don’t wish any ill on him. I just can’t get any other bottom feeders with him in there. And this fish that is supposed to get to 3-5 years old “under ideal conditions”… I have had for almost 10 years. This is the fish equivalent of a 200 year old man:

I switch up the tank’s decor seasonally for enrichment, and this year the fish got a new haunted house. The catfish loves houses, so here he is celebrating his 9th Halloween.

I never even named him. I go back and forth between “Methuselah” and “Rasputin”, but usually just default to “The Immortal Catfish.”

If you ever feel like you can’t go on, just remember that Methuselah/Rasputin/The Immortal Catfish is out there somewhere, living it up (currently in a seasonally-appropriate gingerbread house ornament), and if he can keep on truckin you can too.

. __ .

[instarsandcrime]

A Lesson Learned

Hi hello! So when I was first writing this I thought 'oh yeah, turns out Lucifer is allergic to pollen and he was in charge of Eden that's funny haha time to make a goofy fluffy thing where Charlie surprises him with flowers from the Garden' and then it absolutely turned into hurt/comfort because apparently that's just how I write! I will be putting a trigger warning below as well because this getssss...heavy as to the reason of why he's allergic? Kinda? It seems to fit with the Hazbin Hotel theme and Lucifer's arc so it shouldn't be a problem, but I'm going to put it down just in case.

(Also a fun little headcanon from @glitterrosesnzz! Hey Rose, see if you can spot it ;) )

TW: Religious trauma/guilt

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It started, unlike many other nights, as one of the most wonderful Lucifer had ever experienced.

Though the Hazbin Hotel was bigger and brighter than ever, the atmosphere at the bar was cozy and warm. Tight-knit, like the lavishly spacious walls never existed– instead a little pigeonhole made for his little girl and the family that followed her to war and back. And even when he stepped onto the top floor's balcony, the laughter he left behind followed on the summer breeze, spilling from the windows like an overflowing teacup. He leaned on its railing, eyelashes fluttering closed to listen to its joined melody.

It was just missing its lead chorister.

"Dad!" Ahh, and there's the lady of the hour! The demon king spun around to soak in his darling daughter, marveling at how much she’d grown. Her long, flaring black ballgown swept gracefully as she crossed the threshold. 

"Charlie!” Lucifer beamed, greeting her with arms wide open. A giggle slipped from painted lips, and the princess lurched forward– before remembering herself and the hands behind her back. And all too suddenly Charlie had locked her stilettos in place, thick brows furrowed in concentration as she willed herself to not give her father a large, loving squeeze.

"Nope! Surprise first, hugs later." She stated. Lucifer was almost impressed, considering this was. Well. Charlie. He busied his hands instead with the twirl of his cane. Then, with much pomp and circumstance, dramatically drooped his lanky frame against its ruby red delicious handle.

"I dunno,” He heaved a wilting sigh, “I don’t think your ol’ man’s heart can take this much excitement! First you stop an extermination, then we start getting clients from all around the pride ring. But wow me some more, why don'tcha?"

"W-well I mean, it’s not much, but-- but Vaggie and I were talking, and between building like eighty percent of the hotel, kicking Adam's prick ass--"

"Language." The fallen angel teased.

"Kicking Adam's prick butt." Charlie rolled her eyes, still biting back a smirk.

"There we go."

"And you also, um. Want to restart a new relationship with me. That…really means a lot.” She swallowed, “So I, um, I pulled some strings with Emily, and I know you probably miss Eden..."

"...Oh..." Lucifer breathed. He felt his eyes water at the silky firework of colors that finally came into view. Not burnt, singed, or stained by blood. Not covered in poisoned barbs or snapped the air blindly with rows of teeth.

Flowers. Actual, honest-to-goodness flowers from the Garden itself.

"Charlie, I..." He huffed out a laugh as he stepped closer, taking the bouquet in his arms as delicately as a second child. "Stars above, they're wonderful!"

"'Stars above'?" Charlie stifled a laugh. Millenia-old angel lingo completely ignored as her father excitedly looked them over. Slit pupils dilated, shimmering like jewels. Sharp claws delicately pawing at each one like a slight breeze could rip their petals to shreds.

"Hah! I remember these! Oh man, what were they called? Carnations? Irises? I can't even remember which design I-- snff! Oh, sorry! Gimme a sec, Sweetie." He chuckled wetly, taking out a handkerchief to wipe away budding tears. But even when as dabbed his emotions away, he endlessly detailed each little part of his creations like they were precious cogs in a grand design, a universe he itched to re-explore.

"And roses! I've-- snfff! I've never created something so romantic at the time but…b-but…!"

Lucifer froze. Fat droplets spilled into small streams, shoulders shaking as his breath hitched. And all too suddenly, Charlie’s heart sank to her stomach. Of course, how could she be so stupid! He was an angel for so long! He probably missed Heaven, missed Eden, missed being a seraphim, missed--...mom.

"Oh please, please don't cry." Charlie took a step forward, hand outstretched, "I-I can take it back! Orrr give it to Sir Pentious instead? I’m sure he’d love it considering how much he respects–"

And stumbled ten paces back as a sudden, violent sneeze nearly shattered her eardrums.

"HET'CHMPH'HHhhiew!" Lucifer pitched into his handkerchief, petals and flecks of pollen scattered to the wind. A small bubble of silence filled the air before her father rushed to pop it with another burst of laughter, nearly choking as his breath continued to hitch desperately. "S-sorry Sweetheart, I didn't mean to scehh-scare you! That was- ...th-thah-hah-! HAT’CHIEW! Guhhh...that was louder than...than I…hhh…ex-expectihhhHHHAT'CHHHH! HAT'CHHHH’HEW! Hit'CHHHH'MPHHH! Snfff! Ohh..."

Surfacing again from the billowing fabric, Lucifer met Charlie’s stunned expression with a sheepish grin, a golden flush spreading from his cheeks to the tip of his nose.

"Are you. Are you allergic to…?" Charlie trailed off, worrying her bottom lip.

Oh, no. Oh, no, nononono he can’t disappoint her again!

"Nope! Nuh-uh! Absolutely not! Just a tickle! Nduthig to-- t-to...snff! Ugh, worry aboudt!"

"Dad?"

"Now where was I? Ah, yes! Roses! Ugh, they smbell so good but boyhhh…b-boy do the-thehh-theyyyISHHHH’HIEW! hhhHHH-! …HIT’SHHHH’HIEW! HITSHHIEW! Whew! Excuse mbe! Their thorns hurt...like....l-like...hhhHHH-! Hat’shiew! 'Tshhhiew! 'Tshhh! ‘tshh! li-lihhh-like adythihhh-hih-hih-HITSHHH! Snfff! A-anythi'g. Ugh. Sndff! And don't get mbe started on foxglove! What was I-- hhh! Wh-whuhhh-what was I thihhh-hih-hih-hih! Th-thihhh-thidki'g– IT'SHIEW!"

"Dad."

"Poisonous, Charlie! I made themb– ET’SHHH! poisonous! Co’be ond, they're so...s-so-huh! Hhhol…h-hold onnnNN'TCHHH'hiew! ET'SHHH'HIEW! ISHHH'HIEW!"

"Dad!"

"I'm fide, Ch-Chuhhh-Charlie! I really-- …I-- hih! I-I-- hih-hih! really amb fihhh-hihh-HIT’SCHHH! FIDE! I’mb fide!" Lucifer finally forced out, laughing between desperate hitches, "It's just, y'dnow, the sudlight's a liddle…a liddle stro'g a’d– hhhahh..! HATCHHH’HEW! HET’CHHHH’HIEW!"

"It's nighttime." Charlie crossed her arms.

"W-wait! Did I say sudlight? Hah! Silly– snff! Silly mbe! I mbeant the air's a liddle strong. The cold's affegtig mby ndose a bihh-bit-hit'tshhh! Hit'shhh-tshhh-tsh! H-hehhhHH-! HET'CHIEW!"

"It's summer."

"Did I say cold? I mbeant um-- uhhhh–" A bead of sweat rolled down his neck, and he sniffled thickly, "Y'dnow what? Doesn't mbatter. I'mb ndot allergic to flowers and– snddffff! and I'll prove it."

"Uh-huh." She took a cautious step forward. "By doing wha-- Dad, stop!"

It wasn't much, it was just a small sniff. But Hell’s Bells did it set off something awful. Come on, for fuck’s sake, you can control this! It’s just a sneeze! You’re Lucifer Morningstar! You’re The Devil! You’re all powerful! Immortal! Unkillable! You can mold the mountains with your right hand and oceans with your left! You’re…y-you’re…!

"Hehhhh-heh! Hhhh…relax. Do-d-do you really think I...I-I...snrff!" The ailing demon quickly rubbed at his nostrils with a handkerchief, desperate to satisfy the burning tickle-- silently panicking further as the pollen he'd touched followed suit. "Would go aroud Edehhhn...worki'g...worki'g with a creahhhtion thadt made me sn-sneehh...sneehhHHHIT'SCHH-- starsnotagain-- HIT'SCHH! ISHHH'HIEW! ISHHH! ISHH! 'Tshhh! 'Tsh! ITSCHH! IT'SCHHHH-’TCHH! …ihhHH-!...IT'SHHH’HIU!"

His cane fell to the floor with a sharp thunk, staggering back at the force of the fit. Feeling the flick of embers on the tip of his forked tongue, Lucifer let out another uncontrollable outburst, flames licking the metal railing. Slapping a palm over his mouth at the melted remains.

"O-oh goodness I-- HIT'SHHH’hiew! I'b so sorry Charlie, I-I didn't mbean to- to– IT’SCHHH'hhhiew!" He scrambled to weave the well-soaked cloth with fiberglass, pressing it to his face, a cascade of smoke and hellfire pouring into its fluttering fabric.

"One. Bless you a million times over. Two.” Charlie’s expression changed into something unimpressed. “To answer your earlier question…yes, I absolutely believe you would work through allergies."

"But! I! I-I..." Despite Lucifer’s suffering expression, his daughter swallowed the urge to sigh in relief as the Sin of Pride flashed through all five stages of grief at once before finally landing on acceptance. Watching as the fallen king ever-so-gently set the flowers at his feet and, like molding clay, formed an ornately-carved cloche over the holy gift. Then, silently, leaned against the undamaged edge of the railing. And cringed as he let loose a gurgling noseblow.

"Adgels don'd get allergies. Idt was jusd-- Oh for fugg's sagke hold on." Lucifer Morningstar, former keeper of light, might as well have reclaimed his title at the way his embarrassed blush lit the night sky. He inhaled again, deeper, and reprised his mucky solo. "Ahem! It was, um. A lesson."

"...What?" Charlie’s face fell.

"Yyyep! A moral lesson about pride." Fidgety claws scooped up his cane, tapping the heel on the floorboards. Gripping it tightly to keep them from shaking. 

"I was young, y'know? I had a lot of ideas. And boy were they a lot in more ways than one. I loved making flowers. Chrysanthemums. Violets. T-tu...tulihhh...hih!" Lucifer sniffled, feeling the itch rear its head at the thought of them. He quickly dissipated the pollen still stuck to his gloves with a hearty shake and gave an another sharp blow, "Ugh, 'scuse me. You get the idea."

Inhale. Exhale. "I wasn’t exactly doing well in my father's eyes. I was doing too much. I was too much. So They ordered my brother Michael to curse every flower in Eden. They...I mean hey, they weren't wrong. At the end of the day, the stories didn’t label it as an endless paradise for nothing, hah!" One final, hollow, empty chuckle. It was getting harder and harder to keep his smile, he could feel his muscles pulling at the seams– how did Alastor keep the whole Cheshire grin shtick up every goddamn minute of the day? It’s torture!

"I needed to slow down juuuust a smidge. Think about other people for a change and how my creations might cause problems for others without realizing it. So the second I touched down in the garden I created, hoo boy! I couldn't– snff! couldn’t stop sneezing. Ughhh, it so humiliating! A huge damage to my– snfff! my pride. I mean for Heaven’s sake, the two mortal lives I’m supposed to protect got a full view of their guardian angel completely taken over by what? Some yellow dhhh…snfff! dust? I wish I could say I didn't deserve it, but I did." He stared down at his feet, "Sorry. I know you worked hard to get me those flowers– and it’s the best gift I’ve ever gotten, bar none! But I’m afraid I’m aller– …allerhhh….a-allergihhhHHet’shhh! Het’Shhh’hiew! h-hehhhh…” Shit, not again! The handkerchief was well past its due date and he could feel another burst of fire crawl up his throat and the itch kept building and building and–

“Ehhh…hhhHHH-! Hhhh…” Lucifer nearly choked on a gasp– tickle suddenly forced back when a slender finger pressed under his twitching nose. He couldn’t help but sigh in relief, shoulders slumping. Ugh, what a nightmare. Burning blush creeping down his neck, Lucifer was ready to spread his wings and fly back to his hotel room-- his palace workshop-- anywhere but face the disgust that followed. But Charlie needed him to change. He needed to change. So he steeled his resolve, slowly lifted his head and--

"What the FUCK!"

--floundered to grab the railing for balance. The princess of hell and queen of sunshine and rainbows suddenly surrounded herself in a wildfire of rage as she dared to chastise a moral lesson from God themself. "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

“...L-language…?” Lucifer squeaked out and nope– that callback absolutely fell flat. But it was all he could offer as Charlie tore her hand away to pace in circles, charred hoofprints trailing behind her. Oh. She’s defending him. 

Wait. What? 

Oh, wow. That's uh. That is currently a thing. That is a thing that is currently happening now.

"--dare they just. Change their mind?!" Shit! Daughter in distress, snap out of it! Quickly shaking his head free of shell shock, Lucifer pushed himself off the railing, hands outstretched.

"Oh come on Char-Char, you know me. Sin of Pride over here! I needed to be humbled somehow! Hah!" His joking tone only fueled the flames, and before he knew it long, flowing locks were floating, flaring with every unsteady breath.

"Oh yeah, because making you suffer is tooooootally the answer! I'm sure you had plenty of time to bless their forgiving hearts between the seconds you were sneezing your head off!" She snapped.

"It was a different time Stardust, and the way anyone was ever taught--"

"And what, your brothers were just too good to defend you? To even try to see your side of things?"

"I-I was being a bit disobedient–"

"You were LITERALLY doing the ONE THING they asked you to do! Grow a garden!"

“It’s more– snff! it’s more complicated than that.”

“What do you mean ‘more complicated’?! Why are you taking their side? Heaven did something awful to you!”

“I’m not– they were just trying to– I wasn’t–!” He practically pulled his mind through a labyrinth of dusty closets, forcing open memories with triple locks to find a single shred of an excuse– only to find each one empty. “There’s paperwork! Permission! Rules! A-and sure I did my best to follow them, but as always I got carried away– I deserved it–”

“Never say that again! Never, ever say that again! You never deserved what happened to you!”

Lucifer’s words died in his throat.

“You shouldn’t have to hide behind jokes because you feel guilty for having a dream, Okay?!” Charlie threw her hands up in exasperation, a strange concoction of extreme love and kindness at the loudest volume she could muster.

“O-okay???” Lucifer stuttered out.

“Good!”

“Goo-good!” 

Satisfied, Charlie exhaled sharply, stomping over to the railing to sit down at its melted edge. Legs dangling above the skyline, lights twinkling like blossoming stars beneath her hooves. The tense silence only lasted a minute– shattering with the clink of glass, a sweet smell following suit. Then slowly, carefully, Lucifer sat beside her. Twisting thin, emerald stems between his claws. He nervously glanced her way. Then down at his lap. Then back to her. Rinse and repeat. Rinse and repeat.

“Sorry, Dad.” Charlie murmured, “I didn’t mean to yell.”

Her oncoming spiral of apologies was cut short when a lily snaked into her hair, delicately tucked behind her ear. It was a small action, but…

She smiled, leaning into her father’s touch as he began to weave the bouquet into a long, silky braid.

“It would be a waste to ruin such a nice– snff! Nice offering, wouldn’t it?” The King of Hell muttered from behind. Charlie hummed a soft note as she leaned into the touch, claws gently scraping against her scalp as he worked, forked tongue slightly sticking out as he concentrated. 

“Thank you. For, um. Sndfff! Ugh, sorry. For being patient with…with mbe– hih! Hit’schh’hew! ‘Tshhew! Nhh…” She could feel a sudden jolt as he twisted his torso to the side.

“Of course.” Charlie pat his hand. She would admonish her new resident for pushing himself, but as the resident rehabilitation expert, she’d let this one time slide. For now.

A brief pause as Lucifer made the finishing touches on her new hairdo– a tapestry of pale thread and an aurora of watercolors. His own little garden. She turned around to see a nose already twitching, cringing when nothing came from a sniffle, too blocked up by 'yellow dust'. Desperate to find some other way to breathe, he opened his mouth, tongue flicking out.

“Guhh…bedder show Vaggie your ndew look before I start ubp agaihhh...! Heh-!...hhhehh...HET'TCHH'hiew...'Tchhew! HET'CHHIEW! Het'SHHHIEW! HETSCHHHIEW! Heh-heh-heh-! hheh...hhhh...hooo...good golly, I-- I'mb so ssssorry–” Lucifer froze, slapping his hands over his mouth at the loud, uncontrollable hiss. Burying his face in the freshly conjured fabric, he prayed the damn thing would swallow him whole.

Frozen when two arms embraced him, adding a tight squeeze for good measure.

“I know this is kinda out of the blue, but I just wanted to say it again. Thanks for protecting me.” A soothing voice met his ears, “I mean it. Seriously. I couldn’t have done all this without you.”

Handkerchief still pressed to his face, he lifted his head, trying– and failing– to hide a sly grin. “You know, this whole allergy thigg wasn'd all bad. Whed your mom foudd out thadt Mbichael cursed every flower I’d mbade, she called for his guidance.”

“Oh, really? What’d she tell him?” Charlie raised a brow.

“Let’s see, I think it went sombethi'g like this.” Lucifer set the stage, wiggling his fingers for emphasis. “Saint Mbichael floated down frub the heavens, holy light shining above. He landed softly and delicately, armbs spread. He said the usual line, you know the one. 'Oh Lilith, Child of The Garden, blah blah blah.” He took a deep breath. “She looked himb in the eye. Grabbed his collar. And– snfff! And then punched himb right in the face. He’d graced every adgel’s presence with a bruised ndose for a week. She called it a mboral lesson in tolerance.”

And then resisted the urge to let out a victorious whoop as finally, finally, Charlie began to laugh.

[puzzled-pegasus]

Wof Tribe Headcanons

IceWings have lots of variety in the shapes of their horns. They can be straight, curved, looped like a ram's, or branched like antlers.

IceWings can have gray or green eyes as well as blue.

Somewhat of a given but IceWings have blue gums. I noticed this while drawing one with bared teeth lol

SeaWings have a coating of slime on their scales to help them glide through the water, like a fish. Because of this, they always feel wet to the touch.

More of a redesign than a headcanon but I feel like SandWings should be able to have a gene for rattle tails instead of barbed. Additionally, they should have mouth venom like a NightWing.

SkyWings are particularly closely related to RainWings and can change color very slightly between shades of red, orange, or pink.

Solid color dragons are boring af so guess what! They can have markings! Stripes, tails of different shades, spots, speckles, freckles, face stars, muzzles, blazes, tail tips.

Many MudWings have green mixed in with their scales to blend in to more mossy or algae filled swamp land. They can also have green or yellow eyes as well as brown.

SkyWings have a holiday like Halloween, where they carve gourd lanterns and make sweets and whatnot and the high status ones paint their faces and wear costumes because it's the night where the spirits can come down from the sky and cause Mayhem and I'm not sure what other traditions it would entail but the war and Queen Scarlet and all that kinda made it not fun for a while so they stopped celebrating as much but Ruby is bringing back the Fun and doing pair costumes with Cliff

SandWings grow marijuana

NightWings can have silver freckles

The only tribes that have SLIT PUPILS should be SeaWings and NightWings because SeaWings have good night vision and NightWings also should, as they are in fact up at night.

This fact in mind, NightWings should 100 percent have LIGHT eye colors because LIGHT eye colors reflect more light so one can SEE BETTER AT NIGHT. These colors should include yellow, orange, green, and blue, maybe purple because they're all mystical. Not black eyes like are described on Darkstalker.

SandWings are often superstitious and things like magicicans, psychics, witchcraft, onstage shows are common jobs. It was probably originally an idea to trick people into paying them for lying, but it caught on and now many people believe it. Storytelling is also a common job.

NightWing wings have sort of feathery edges like an owl, allowing for near silent flight at night.

Falconry is common in SkyWings because birds of prey are the only pet they can have follow them and be even close to keeping up with them in the sky.

I've probably said this before but uh?? Where's our tribe flags??? They need flags and symbols and stuff??

RainWings have flat molars because they eat more fruit than any other tribe and have for thousands of years

SilkWings can have fuzz like moths! They can have patches of it, or a line down their back, or a tail tuft, or be completely covered!

SeaWings can have barbels like catfish. This makes them especially useful at hunting for shellfish. SeaWings and SandWings also have heat sensors.

SandWings can taste the air like a snake. Their tongues flick out whenever they are intrigued. They have a bit of a lisp because their tongues are unusually shaped.

[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. ﹙ the femme fatale admiral. ﹚: rishen herrera 1311 .𖹭 ݁

. . . wanna play his lovegame !? 🍒 : “ ayy. . . pobrecito, ¿Te estoy sonrojando, cariño? that’s adorable, look at me with those pretty eyes of yours, thaat’s it. ’  ”

꒰ verse ꒱ 1311

꒰ species ꒱ human 

꒰ ethnicity ꒱ mexican-indian

꒰ age ꒱ 46

꒰ gender ꒱ genderfluid, amab

꒰ mbti ꒱ intj/estj

꒰ alias ꒱ scarlet cyanide, admiral of aegis, admiral (herrera), (director herrera), boss (specifically his special division), rishie (yŭ xī)

꒰ story ꒱ 

driven by duty and justice; high off of the stakes and always ready for a challenge, we find ourselves rishen herrera. the admiral of aegis known for his quick wit and effortless charm. sarcastic and seductive, with a click of his heels as he steps through the halls of which he’s highly respected in.

from undercover missions to hacking mainframes, sniper to knifeman,

an assassin my trade and mastermind by nature, he strives for the protection of those who cannot protect themselves. leading his organisation with dignity and strength, while trying to maintain the conflict occurring throughout his city between human and supernatural alike.

it’s hard work but he needs to keep going. even if it takes endless hours and countless risks,

he has to.

 

꒰ appearance ꒱

deep maroon eyes, sharp eyes framed with beautiful black winged eyeliner.

soft medium-length, fluffy and curly dark brown hair that extend halfway down his neck and tickle just a bit of his back.

bronze skin with a wide array of beauty spots on the left side of his face and along his forearms

a very androgynous face that leans more towards feminine features, has some sharpness here and there

stands at 6’0” in height and has a slender figure

deep red stiletto nails, sharp enough to leave a few tears in the skin of his enemies.

deep red lipsticks that accentuate her lips nicely, and make that deadly smile of hers look all the more beautiful.

triple lobe piercings on either ear, with rose gold piercings covered or dangling with small rubies.

sometimes wears septum piercing, it depends on the day and time

midline tongue piercing with focus on the barb at the underside of his tongue

often, he dresses quite feminine, particularly the femme fatale aesthetic ( sleek red dresses, sometimes fishnet stockings, stilettos, dark femme makeup, etc ).

when he dresses masc it’s often by dressing in darker hues of clothes, rocking the look with lots of darker jewellery and overall makeup as well — using his makeup to bring out the more masculine features of his face

his hands and neck are adorned by minimalistic rose gold and red jewellery

rose gold rings littering his fingers.

has a navel piercing.

 

꒰ personality ꒱

teaming with sarcasm and sass, he’s known especially for his sharp tongue

known as a master strategist and mastermind, his intelligence and wit is another main characteristic for him

quite blunt. ties into his straightforwardness. can sometimes even come off as a bit monotone or exasperated

charismatic despite it all, yet in am effortless way. a sort of cool confidence that exudes off of him in everything that he does

is known to have a silver tongue when it counts. incredibly deceptive. a scarily good actor

flirty when he needs to be. knows how to wrap people around his finger. can be quite the seductress

observant and particularly calculating. he’s very quick to analyse and create a plan — which ties in well with his quick adaptability. might even be a bit cunning sometimes

always ready for a challenge, surprisingly likes making bets

can be cocky, especially when it comes to confidence in his intellect

can be irritated quickly but he has a controlled sort of annoyance and anger. an almost calm rage

a natural leader, very highly respected and feared

duty-driven and prefers to work rather than let his mind run in other ways

 

꒰ with a lover ꒱

teases but like in a very shameless way — he does not hold back with the small teasing flirts or playful pokes that leave you flustered in several different ways. whether it is out of shyness or embarrassment.

very flirty — he wants you to know and see how all over you he is. she must be marking you, musn’t she? make sure you know that you belong to him.

does not hesitate or hold back on the pda. his hands and lips roaming your body and touching you as much as possible. pulling you all flush against him is a necessity, he doesn’t care who’s watching.

displays a lot of his affection by physical affection. loving, careful and tender touches, and brushes of his hands on your face of wherever you allow him to touch. can be verbally affectionate too.

cannot get his lips off of yours, he likes pulling you off to corners and kissing you breathless whenever possible.

can get quite protective, a bit more than usual. this can also bleed into possessiveness, but he tries not to let it get out of hand.

always has to have his hands on you in some type of way.

can sometimes be rather clingy, both physically and emotionally. he clings to you in his sleep, a part of him always paranoid you will fade if he lets go.

tries to use the time he has with you wisely because he’s a very busy person — often being caught up in his work and such. he always tries to make up for it.

late night/early morning cuddles or little coffee dates in his office is one of his favorite pass times. he gets to be with his beloved, and that is honestly all that he needs to cheer him up after a bleak night or day.

can and will do your make-up if you ask him to, rushing to find the makeup kit and sitting you down in front of his large vanity to doll you up.

late night cooking with him that can turn into little dances around his apartment kitchen. the gentle sway of your bodies to the music creating fond memories and greeting the old.

 

꒰ strengths ꒱

mastermind: very strategic and calculative, intelligent — rishen is a mastermind, able to create tacticts and strategies at a quick and efficient level

combat: is extremely skilled in combat and knows his way around different techniques, new and old.

stealth: particularly stealthy along with being extremely light on his feet.

martial arts: is very skilled in an array of martial arts

acting / deception: extremely skilled in the art of deception. good at putting on a pretty face and swaying people around before catching them in their act and exposing them.

weapon mastery: has quite the adaptability with weapons and uses his analytic advantages to learn them quicker

adaptability: as previously mentioned, rishen is an extremely adaptable person, and weapons are not all that he is adaptable in. being good at adapting with environments, people and fighting techniques.

advanced tech skills: admiral herrera has always had a bit of a knack in the advanced technical skills from firewalls and defence to hacking and configuring

 

꒰ weaknesses ꒱

heart condition: has a rare heart condition that he was born with, subjecting him to heart attacks throughout his life. it is vital to keep him calm to avoid cardiac arrests.

unstable hands: ( sometimes ) his hands can get a bit shaky and sometimes convulse due to physical trauma issues.

 

꒰ relationships ꒱

copper: boyfriend ( it’s complicated ) ( emotional support shrimp

emerald: boyfriend ( it’s complicated ) ( emotional support bunny

alessio agresta: enemy

jìngyí agresta: enemy

zhào yŭ xī: work partner, best friend, younger sibling figure.

zhào yizé: friend, work partner

zhào hàoyú: enemy

zhào haitāo: neutral, work partner

yuè mèng yáo: on and off work partner

zhào mùchén: enemy

shimada takara: friend, work partner

kyung seong-jin: enemy

shalika vaishya: right hand, best friend

 

꒰ extra ꒱

really loves ducks — he thinks they are adorable

he is particularly skilled in aerial dancing

will be grumpy if he doesn’t have his cup of hot chocolate in the morning ( yŭ xī handles it mostly )

he can speak spanish ( latin american ), hindi, a decent amount of chinese

plays the bass, he was in a band

[isleofdarkness]

It was an image Jay would never be able to forget, no matter how much he wanted to.

Rose Hearts with an arrow in her side and one going straight through her right thigh, a femoral shot, burns coating her right arm and side, so severe that the leather of her jacket was melted into the wounds. Her face was tight as she struggled weakly against Harry Hook, who had her uninjured arm slung over his shoulders and enough sense to not let her go, knowing she'd probably fall if he did. A girl he barely recognized as their younger sister, Andi, her blood-red hair turned the purest white he'd ever seen and her blood-red eyes, wide with pain and terror, a strange purple-blue. Her hands were to her throat as though it had been slit, but there was no blood to indicate it had been.

The reason was the most horrifying part of the picture.

The oldest of them, Ace, was barely conscious, practically being carried by Diego. There were well over a dozen arrows in its front, some is terrifying places and others going completely through, revealing that they were barbed. There was a long, deep cut across its forehead, deep enough that Jay could see a flash of white bone. One of its eyes was so black Jay knew its eye socket had to be broken, and bruising on its cheekbone and both sides of its jaw told Jay that those were broken, too. Its jaw was tight as it concentrated, eyes glowing bright red as it shook with the effort of what it was doing.

That was the only reason it was still alive. It was using its blood magic to keep all three of them from bleeding. If it passed out, all three would be fucked.

Despite its wounds, Ace yanked away from Diego as Andi curled in on herself, screaming through gritted teeth as she clawed at her throat. "Rose and Andi first," Ace barked, voice raw but resolute. It pulled her hands away from her neck, letting Jay see that there was some kind of choker around it. Ace unclasped it with shaking hands and pulled at the ribbon. But the gem, which was the same blue-purple as Andi's eyes, was somehow stuck to her throat. "Help me get it off her!"

Not understanding but assuming it had a reason, Jay and Diego both raced to take its place. Even against the two of them, the gem didn't budge. Because it had somehow lodged itself in Andi's skin. When they pulled, he could see something moving under her skin. There was some part of whatever this thing was that had gone through her skin and spread out inside of her throat. In taking this off, they'd be ripping a massive hole in her neck.

Of course, that was assuming they managed to get it off. It wasn't budging.

"Outta my way!" He had no clue who had called Justice, but he was so glad to see her helping that he didn't even mind her shoving him and Diego halfway across the room in her haste. She knelt in front of Andi, eyes flashing as she used magic to figure out probabilities. "Get Lydia and Zevon here."

"Already on their way," Maverick promised from where she was standing.

Justice nodded, pulling out a small, black blade. "This is gonna fucking suck but you'll be okay," she warned. Andi nodded, eyes pleading Justice to get whatever the choker was off of her.

As she stated to cut, Ace groaned, falling to its knees as it worked even harder. When Justice finally got the choker cut out and tossed it to Maverick, it let out a choked gasp and clawed at the floor. Something white pulled out of Andi's veins, something mixed with black, and Ace let that fall to the floor before more white, this white pure, spiderwebbed across the horrifying view into Andi's throat. "I can't- Ace gasped, barely even breathing as it put everything it had into its power, "I can't hold this forever!"

Maverick's eyes went ruby red and she put a hand on its shoulder, light the same colour as her hair moving under her skin. Ace gasped in relief, tension lessening. She was lending it power. A muscle worked in her jaw as sapphire blue appeared in her eyes, turning half of the ruby red to Mordred's shade of blue. Her eyes fixed on Andi and Jay watched, eyes wide, as veins grew over what he realized was Andi's blood. Ace relaxed some as the hole repaired itself.

But its work was far from over.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Pssst... pssssssst...

I have another Platonic Yandere Wings of Fire/X-Men AU ~ ! How about an au where Reader is a dragonet who is an outcast of their tribe due to a rare condition in their tribe that they hatched with? (a la Chameleon from Book 8: Escaping Peril)

They were outcasted, looked down upon, ostracized, possibly bullied and abused, due to their rare condition... Yet one day they either leave or are banished or chased away, and they stumble on a rare animus-touched item that can grant them a power they've always wanted...

To be a normal dragon with normal powers, or even a dragon with rare, mighty powers.

They end up creating a form/mask for each tribe, one that is enchanted to highlight certain parts of their personality in that form and to be able to fit in without sticking out too much... They keep the enchantment in a necklace or bracelet that is always on them, and has a different gem or charm that will spread its color to the rest, to indicate they are that tribe that at the moment (ex. red ruby or garnet means a SkyWing, opal means a RainWing, orange/yellow amber for HiveWing, etc.)

Ideas for what rare condition they could have ranges like this:

MudWing: blood red egg makes them fire/burnproof; snout deformity makes it so they can't hold their breath for an hour; was born without fire; hatched without sibs...

SandWing: hatched without their venom barb; hatched with albino/melanistic/dark golden scales; hatched with six claws...

SkyWing: hatched with too much fire/hatched with too little fire; has crippled/deformed wings; has paler scales than most SkyWings...

SeaWing: hatched with a deformed tail; has trouble swimming; hatched with odd scale colors (bright acid/lime green, indigo, extremely pale blue/green, etc.)...

RainWing: snout deformity where they can't change colors; inability to produce acid/venom...

IceWing: melansitic/darker scales; difficulty breathing frostbreath; odd patterns/eyes/colors...

NightWing: albino/pale scales; not hatched with any full moon powers; hatched under three full moons...

HiveWing: odd scale colors (bright gold-green, greenish-black, reddish-pink); albino/melanistic, odd power or no powers...

SilkWing: melanistic; deformed wings/wingbuds; inability to produce silk/is a flamesilk...

LeafWing: odd scale colors (amber brown, pink-red, gold); odd leafspeak/no leafspeak; deformed tail or wings...

Reader would have a mask (enchanted form) of each tribe, with its own name, color, size, abilities and personality, all a little different if not completely different, and each with a carefully crafted backstory. Reader made sure each of these forms were more or less "perfect" (undeformed/common/accepted). Some forms have fun powers, some are more down to earth, but all are crafted to match Reader and hide them, transforming them into a new dragon each time they change.

I'm going to call this the 🎭Jekyll and Hyde🐉 AU... And it's 🥚Tiny Talons🐉 variation is called the 🥚Tiny Rainbow🌈 AU...

[red-black-aesthetic-bout]

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Bracket 1

Ruby Rose (RWBY) vs. Vanitas (Kingdom Hearts)

Mello (Death Note) vs. Rhaenyra Targaryern (House of the Dragon)

Kuga Yuma (World Trigger) vs. Kiki (Kiki’s Delivery Service)

Clifford (Clifford the Big Red Dog) vs. Dracula (Castlevania)

Kai Satou (Your Turn to Die) vs. Ladybugs/Ladybirds (real life)

Zuko (Avatar: the Last Airbender) vs. Kuro (Katamari)

Kate (Shadows House) vs. The Cat (Ghost Trick)

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch (Marvel comics) vs. Red X (Teen Titans)

Elric of Melniboné (The Elric Saga/Michael Moorcock’s Eternal Champion Multiverse) vs. Naomi Armitage (Armitage the Third)

Alucard (Hellsing Ultimate) vs. Keith Kogane (Voltron: Legendary Defenders)

Lance (Sym Bionic Titan) vs. Panpeus (Gitaroo Man)

Six-Eared Macaque (Lego Monkie Kid) vs. Flick (Animal Crossing)

Watchdog (Jupiter-Men) vs. Crowley (Good Omens)

Eye of Sauron (Lord of the Rings) vs. Ylfa Snorgelsson (Dimension 20: Neverafter)

Razer (Jak X: Combat Racing) vs. Kieran Valentine (Monster High: Why Do Ghouls Fall In Love?)

Wei Wuxian (The Untamed/MDZS) vs. Giant Horse (Breath of the Wild)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic the Hedgehog) vs. Black Sonichu/Blake (CWC’s Sonichu)

Sailor Mars (Sailor Moon) vs. The Toy Soldier (The Mechanisms)

Ada Wong (Resident Evil) vs. Jack Spicer (Xiaolin Showdown)

Tophat (The Nightly Manor) vs. Marceline the Vampire Queen (Adventure Time)

Parr Family/The Incredibles (The Incredibles) vs. Pioneer 9 (17776 and 20020)

Guilmon (Digimon) vs. Julian Devorak (The Arcana)

Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney) vs. Sundancer (Worm - Parahumans)

HAL 9000 (2001: A Space Oddyssey) vs. Eas (Fresh Precure)

Harley Quinn (DC comics) vs. Itachi Uchiha (Naruto)

Scorpia (She-ra and the Princesses of Power) vs. Redcloak (Order of the Stick)

Scarlet Kingsnake (real life) vs. Hornet (Hollow Knight)

Maka Albarn (Soul Eater) vs. Toa Tahu (Bionicle)

Thorn (Scooby Doo and the Witch’s Ghost) vs. Litten (Pokémon)

Maned Wolf (real life) vs. Orko (He-Man)

Rebecca Rubin (American Girl Dolls) vs. Lucifer (Obey Me)

Death the Wolf/The Wolf/Lobo/Death etc. (Puss in Boots: the Last Wish) vs. Joker (Persona 5) Bracket 2

Miles Morales/Spiderman (Marvel comics) vs. Cynder (Spyro)

Edelgard von Hresvelg (Fire Emblem franchise) vs. Sanguine (The Elder Scrolls)

Artegor Nexus (Galactik Football) vs. Beidou (Genshin Impact)

Barb (Trolls) vs. Mao Mao (Mao Mao Heroes of Pure Heart)

Wrathion, the Black Prince (World of Warcraft) vs. Vox Akuma (Nijisanji En)

Romeo (Minecraft: Story Mode) vs. Hua Cheng (Heaven Official’s Blessing/TGCF)

Sharkface (Red vs. Blue) vs. Ashley (WarioWare)

Carmen Sandiego (Carmen Sandiego) vs. Beatrice (Umineko no Naku Koro ni)

Claire Stanfield/Felix Walken (Baccano!) vs. Deathgripper (How to Train your Dragon)

Default Mii Brawler (Super Smash Bros Ultimate) vs. Silver (Pokemon franchise)

Joui Jouki (Ordem Paranormal) vs. Banica Conchita (Evillious Chronicles)

Dreadking Rathalos (Monster Hunter Generations) vs. Black Widow Spider (real life)

Celestia Ludenberg (Danganronpa) vs. Gira/Kuwagata Ohger (Ohsama Sentai: King Ohger)

Garnet (Steven Universe) vs. Black Knight (Monty Python and the Holy Grail)

Scott Summers/Cyclops (X-men) vs. Heather Chandler (Heathers)

Lon (Sendokai champions) vs. Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Darth Maul (Star Wars) vs. Defective Turret (Portal 2)

Easthies (Witch Hat Atelier) vs. Grim (Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy)

Zagreus (Hades) vs. Freddy Kreuger (A Nightmare on Elm Street)

Black Rose Dragon (Yu-Gi-Oh!) vs. Marian Hawke (Dragon Age 2)

Michael Burnham (Stark Trek franchise) vs. Mapo Tofu (Food Fantasy)

Flapjack (The Owl House) vs. Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)

Red-winged Blackbird (real life) vs. Pucca (Pucca)

Overblot Riddle (Twisted Wonderland) vs. Quattro Bajeena (Mobile Suit Gundam franchise)

Pyramid Head (Silent Hill) vs. Lord Hater (Wander Over Yonder)

Sigmund Sinclair (The Reckoning) vs. Vash the Stampede (Trigun 98/Trigun Maximum)

Ranma Saotome (Ranma ½) vs. Valerie Gray (Danny Phantom)

Mephone 4s (Inanimate Insanity) vs. Regina (Doki Doki Precure)

Mordecai Heller (Lackadaisy) vs. Sideswipe (Transformers G1)

Satan (Lil Nas X’s Montero music video, and also Christianity or something) vs. Zealot Carmainerose (Epic 7)

Zero (Code Geass) vs. Yor Briar (Spy x Family)

Vincent Valentine (Final Fantasy franchise) vs. Ryuko Matoi (Kill la Kill)

[georgi-girl]

More Trolls Character Fusions

A continuation of my SU inspired Trolls fusion list. Note that when two trolls from the same tribe fuse, they just become a bigger version of their species. When trolls from different tribes fuse, they gain extra limbs and appendages.  

Biggie + Cooper = Big C. A fluffy, muppetesque llama centaur. with four stumpy legs, long furry midsection, and extendible arms. Covered in blue fur with indigo dreadlocks. Always smiling and making jokes. Uses he/him pronouns.  Song style is based on Tiny Tim and Weird Al Yankovic. 

Poppy + Viva = Star. I hope this isn’t presumptuous, but I’m seeing them as friends. The fusion has dark pink skin, star-shaped orange hair, and a white leotard with a blue tutu. Also has stockings with dance slippers. Partly inspired by Rainbow Quartz. Voiced by Selena Lopez. Uses she/her pronouns.  

Reggaeton Trio (Tresillo, Marimba, Tambora) = Taino. Named after the Indigenous people of Puerto Rico. Androgynous features, Pastel body with tie-dye patterns. Uses they/them pronouns. Speaks mostly in Spanish. 

K-Pop Sisters = Korea. Inspired by the five Ruby fusion. Big, shiny, with pastel rainbow hair and an all-white leotard. Uses she/they pronouns. Speaks mostly in Korean. 

Branch + Hickory = Brick. Incredibly handsome, with four arms, green skin and dark violet hair styled in a cowlick. Wears a vest made from orange leaves and black pants. Uses he/they pronouns. Music style based on early Elvis. Also sounds like Elvis. 

Branch + Barb = Screech. (This fusion is strictly platonic, I wouldn’t ship these two if you paid me.) Dark blue skin, four eyes, gigantic indigo mohawk. Wears black leather jeans and denim vest. Inspired by the SU fusion Sugalite. Uses the pronoun It. Warlike berserker. Song styling is Goth Rock. 

Barb + Hickory = Studly. (I can picture these two as friends) Goat centaur with light orange skin, shaggy red hair that covers his eyes, and two left arms. Wears a brown vest and studded wristbands. Hunky stud. Uses he/they pronouns. Very Tarzan-like, even speaks in third person. Grows more savage the longer they’re fused.  Song style (surprisingly) is Tibetan Throat Singing

Hickory + Poppy + Branch = Blum. Something special for my favorite ship. Named after the German word for Flower. Beautiful deer centaur with brown skin, CYM streaked hair, three yellow eyes with pink petal eyelashes. Uses neopronouns ee/em/eir. Very kind and loving. Speaks in rhyme. Song styling is folk covers. 

[scham-wcan]

Prompt: V10 or V11 after Cinder is surrenders and Winter has to be the main guard on duty to watch her. One of the first moments you can tell Cinder is switching sides to be one of the good guys.

Still one of my favourite potential scenes which in my head I’ve written 100s of times, hope this one is half way decent!

It got very too much long sorry!

It had been weeks at this point since Cinder had, well for lack of better terminology, come into Team Remnant’s possession. She had been cast out by Salem following some sort of internal schism, they had no real way of telling the specifics of it but they knew Cinder was on the losing side.

Her Grimm arm had burned itself and a fair amount of tissue it touched on Cinder away. Deepening scars and chasms in the woman’s skin which already laid thick with recovering fibre. When RWBY had brought her back to Vacuo, Winter cursed at the Fallen Maiden first; though quietly gasped at the imagined pain such a severance package would entail.

It was easily decided that while others could assist her, Winter was to be the primary warden for the Maiden. Without her Grimm form they were worried Ruby’s silver eyes would no longer hurt her, so the only way they could counter a Maiden was with another Maiden. Winter quickly stole herself to the task, expecting long hours of cat and mouse, venomous barbs and snarling at the bars as it were.

But that was so far from the truth.

The first week Winter spent watching over a sleeping, well she imagined that’s what it was, and recovering Cinder. Her body lined with gauze and films of medical tape, all of her form made Winter’s mind take flight. She knew she should be spitefully proud, this was one of the people responsible for her home’s destruction, Cinder had so much pain caused in her file that it could fill a leger. But all Winter could hear was the lengthened wheeze-like breathing Cinder had for those long dark nights, no fires or ash or glass, just pained huffs and wheezes.

“Come on.” Winter remembered vividly on their second week of Cinder being properly awake. One hand held a bowl of brown stew while the other had a spoon. “You need to eat.” Her tone sharp and aggressive, biting through her teeth as she pressed the bowl forward. Forward onto the huddled form of Cinder, black clothing tattered, one arm clutching around her knees as she sat against a stone wall.

Silence replied to the Schnee, far from the burning hisses the Maiden had hurled at her in their last dual. Even her golden eye refused to meet Winter’s, staring downward at the floor where Winter crouched instead.

“I’m not hungry.” Cinder’s voice cracked. Blinking long and slow.

It only made Winter sigh, lowering the bowl and utensil with a clutter. “You’re just being a brat now you know that?” Winter scowled, not quite caring if she was being too hostile. Grabbing at the empty cup beside them both now, with a pointed finger she sprayed a gust of icy wind into its form, filling it with cold water fast.

“You haven’t eaten in four days, and even then all you ate last was a chunk of meat.” Winter admonished, placing the water cup down beside Cinder’s right side. Sighing lengthy through her nose then, Winter inspected the battle damaged Cinder. “If you intend to martyr yourself in a hole for your god you have to know we’re quicker to sedate you, right?”

“You won’t.” Cinder smirked for the first time in a long while. A cracking chuckle lowly flicking from her as her eye turned upward to the Schnee. “Then you won’t have your little victory parade with me daily, Specialist~.”

Winter’s scowl deepened as she pressed herself from her haunches, dusting herself off calmly before her hands folded behind her back.

“You don’t think I don’t know why you’re here everyday? Aww it’s cute, I admit.” Cinder lulled quietly still. “Though if you want to truly savour a win, distance makes the heart grow fonder, Schnee Scum.”

Winter rolled her eyes, grand, now the things she had been hearing beyond this cell from the other survivors were inching their way into it as well.

“I do not find any glory in this, Clod.” Cinder looked taken aback by the comment, if only for a moment. Then the Maiden watched as Winter wandered around her to her right side and fell down against the wall as well.

Letting her white hair ease against the wall behind her, Winter swallowed evenly. “Honestly, if anything I thought you’d put up more of a fight.” She feigned to glance at Cinder, though she could guess by the shifting sounds her vision turned from her. “Especially when you’re probably more interested in getting back to your kind of villains than sitting out the end of days in a hole.”

A growling snarl parted from Cinder, Winter supposed some of it was intended to be something like a spit. “I have no interest being with that traitorous, lying, machiavellian witch.” Cinder dragged her form tighter with her one arm, the action seemed to only steepen that anger more. “There is nothing for me there anymore…” A moment took hold where Winter momentarily glanced at the Fall Maiden. “Now, I’m just your toy captive. I suppose.”

“What an ugly title.” Winter sighed out, letting some military wit needle its way through, as she leaned her head back on the wall. “Well, actually, you did call me an Atlas Elite which was hurtful plenty.”

“And Ironwood’s lapdog.” Cinder heaved.

Winter’s expression soured. “Well we both served ungrateful bastards, didn’t we?” Pausing for a moment. “At least I got to finish mine off.” Her eyes flicked for a moment, watching as Cinder uncoiled herself from her knees. It looked painful, but the Fall Maiden slowly leaned backward into the wall like the Winter Maiden. Staring up into the ceiling as Winter had.

Sighing for a long while, Cinder eventually nodded. “I want to kill my bastard too.” Her golden eye flicking with the first remembrance of full fiery gold for the first time in a long while, glancing over to Winter.

“I think we can start getting you on that track.” Winter nodded, then pointed between the pair of them. “But you should eat the soup, I think I made it correctly this time.”

“I fucking doubt it.”