#gecko in her swamp

[woodland-laume]

So here's Saura, my precursor gal. She's a subspecies of precursors living in wetlands. She's in complete solitude and no one knows of her existence 👉👈

[moomine]

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“Lie on the bridge and watch the water flowing past. Or run, or wade through the swamp in your red boots. Or roll yourself up and listen to the rain falling on the roof. It's very easy to enjoy yourself.” ― Tove Jansson, Moominvalley in November

welcome, welcome!!

hi, my name is lela! i write multifandom, reader-insert fanfiction here on tumblr and sometimes on wattpad. i don't write on any kind of schedule, just whenever i have the time or the motivation.

i'm open to requests and will write for the following fandoms/characters...

life is strange → warren graham, nathan prescott, max caulfield, and chloe price.

mouthwashing → daisuke, curly, and anya.

skyrim → brynjolf, farkas, vilkas, serana, kaidan, gore, jesper the guard, and more

fallout → benny gecko, rose of sharon cassidy, veronica santangelo, butch deloria, robert maccready, paladin danse, cait, maximus, and more

moomin valley → snufkin and joxter

detroit: become human → connor

arcane → jayce talis, sevika, alternate timeline!claggor, and vander

stardew valley → shane, harvey, hailey, sam, and leah

my reader-insert stories are always as ambiguous as I can possibly make them, but the reader almost always either uses she/her pronouns or is gender-neutral :)

series...

backwash | daisuke ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆

part I

part II

part III

part IV

oneshots...

life is strange ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

sober thoughts | warren graham

drunk words | warren graham

skyrim ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

come with me | jesper the guard

mouthwashing ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆

black friday | daisuke

your own medicine | daisuke

[mymiraclebox]

If Team Miraculous had the Season Box, since this one was made in Europe, instead of the Mother Box, which miraculouses would they have?

So the Season Box is two Miraculouses smaller than the Mother Box, so I'm not going to account for Felix or villains in this line up (sorry Felix).

Marinette - Crab of Adaptation. With Marinette's planning skills I think she'd be very effective with the Crab. Adrien - Swan of Loyalty. Whose more loyal than Adrien? Alya - Scorpion of Truth. Perfect for reporter Alya! Nino - Gecko of Equality. I think Nino matches this concept well, and also like the Turtle I feel a reptile kwami suits him. Chloe - Dove of Peace. I've done this pairing in another post before, but Olivv and Chloe would both really benefit from each other and their perspectives, especially with the paths they're heading down. Luka - Lynx of Intuition. Is it cheating to give Luka the same concept he has in canon? Oh well, this one fits too well. Max - Ant of Cooperation. I think Max would be really effective with operating under Hivemind. Kagami - Hedgehog of Precision. I just think Kagami fits both the literal and metaphorical aspects of this concept well. Kim - Polar Bear of Endurance. Kim would want to have the Polar Bear. Zoe - Elk of Growth. I don't know why, but I've always seen Zoe as one that would have a connection to nature. Mylene - Seahorse of Fear. What better way to master ones fears than to be the one to wield that power? Rose - Moth of Hope. It's just perfect for Rose! (Especially since the kwami is based on the rosy maple moth!) Juleka - Kelpie of Water. First of all Juleka would love this creepy swamp-creature looking kwami, and second of all I trust her with wielding a powerful Miraculous like an Elemental. Sabrina - Lion of Courage. Valoree would just be so good for Sabrina, while she'd also provide a good balance for this power. Marc - Aurochs of Reversion. I don't think there's any particular one holder that's a good match for this Miraculous, but I think Marc would be a good person to trust with a Timekeeper. Nathaniel - Ibex of Friction. No escaping a Goat-based Miraculous, Nath. xD Ivan - Mouflon of Strength. Raw power mixed with Ivan's kind heart is a good combo.

[rodrigobera04]

Now the fairy type:

FAIRY pure

Tanuki paws the ground to create magic.

Drop of paint transforming into a magical portrait.

Moth pixie eat fabric and materialize them into "clothes" on their bodies.

Little alphanim animal releasing sugar around the environment.

Little thieving imps, making noises in houses at night.

Cradle in the shape of a horse, placing babies and rocking them to sleep.

Monster wearing masks to hide her face; has varieties with different masks.

Fairy using long objects like wands, varying by habitat.

Festive fairy with blow toy nose that makes a funny noise.

FAIRY/ FIRE

Cartoonish sun that makes the plants grow and melts the winter snow.

Bear monster with hot fur, giving warmth to the sick and heating food.

Phoenix evolving and returning to its pre-evolution when it burns.

Cake fulfilling the wishes of those who blow out their candle.

Gingerbread man warming his surroundings like an oven.

Peaceful fire elemental cornsnake, blowing flames to hunt.

Swamp witch formed by colored gas fire.

Dolphin performing the circus act of jumping into a ring of fire.

Saci creates swirls of smoke and embers when it spins.

FAIRY/ BUG

Predatory firefly, using its light to trick volbeats into eating them.

Cockroach beneficial for eating garbage and leaving cities clean.

Dryad leaf insect, imitating leaves and attacking anyone who threatens its tree.

Hamadriad skater insect gliding on the surface of the water on tiptoe.

Beetle painted like dominoes, looking for one with similar spots to pair with.

Literal bugbear,bedbug boogeyman biting children.

Spitting insect trapping opponents in sweet resin.

Woolly aphid like a sheep, herded by ant Pokémon.

Crayfish cutting fishing nets, similar to yokai amikiri.

FAIRY/ ELECTRIC

Traveling park stuffed animal, manipulating light.

Night light fairy, its wings shine and wards off dark and ghost Pokémon.

Sprite made of colorful rays, giving light in the night sky.

Musical artist dancing in the rain and creating electrical energy.

Animal made of pixels, based on game mascots like Mario and Kirby.

Fairy furry animal, the static of its fur tickles anyone who touches it.

Deer stylized as lightning, attracting rain wherever it goes.

Kid's show mascot traveling through broadcast waves and materializing into energy.

Lemon tree fairy with thorns and a sour taste to avoid being preyed upon.

FAIRY/FIGHTING

Sumo fighter mascot, crushing his opponent.

Ballerina gazelle with sharp hooves, hurting its predator with elegance.

Fairy fish protecting lake fauna from fishermen.

Camouflaged gnome protecting forests from lumberjacks;counterpart of the fish fairy.

Jester monkey using sticks to perform his comedic shows.

Pixie with large hands to throw punches, in contrast to her elusiveness and lightness.

Two-headed monster with heads like cheerleader pompoms, doing dance moves.

Superhero fairy made of sweets, homage to Anpanman.

Colorful Yaksha, protector of mountains, seeking adversaries.

FAIRY/ STEEL

Nymph of a wishing fountain, decorated with coins thrown into the water.

Angelic bells tolling and warding off evil spirits.

Kobold covered in cobalt, rivaling miners in mines.

Metallic fairy looking like a necklace, hanging from its chain arms.

Metal hag, tearing the victim with knife-sharp nails.

Sweet soda fairy, inside a can, able to gush out like a jet.

Horseshoe magnet attracting good vibrations and luck with its mythical magnetism.

Bird with a flute beak creating little birds like a sound when it blows.

Wind-up toy, its real body is the key that moves the metallic body of different appearances.

FAIRY/ FLYING

Flying being modeling clouds into animal shapes.

Downy sylph carrying seeds and pollen on its body by the wind.

Dove doing magic tricks, like taking handkerchiefs from his chest.

Animal with bee wings and bear face, pollinator.

Flying cow being carried by the wind, like in the movies.

Glider gecko, looking like a paper cutout.

Creature like a mermaid with a magical voice and wings like hair.

Airy and songful spirit of the gardens, mixing insects and birds.

Nest-shaped winged creature with three small avinoids inside.

FAIRY/ ICE

Serow making his way through the snow with his long legs.

Ice jar with berry juice inside that cures burn status.

Polar mermaid with a seal coat, like a selkie.

Mangalitsa pig with its fur forming an elegant snowy coat.

Snow angel, a snow being with icy wings, but cannot fly.

Melted ice cream slug launching its shell cone like a harpoon.

Floral fairy that blooms in spring after being covered with snow.

Little critter looking like a rabbit with long ears worn like a scarf.

Troll with no mouth, just an ice stalactite for its nose, sneezing in blizzard winds.

FAIRY/ WATER

Reef fish making corals with their almost inaudible sounds.

Magical water bird, capable of changing its shape; confused with Nessie.

Kissing frog, believing that he will evolve into a prince like that.

Kaiju with a waterfall on its back that creates laminated rainbows.

Aquatic animal filling with water and bursting like a balloon.

Archer fish looking like a water gun.

Ondine creating bubbles to purify polluted water.

Sea lilies flying across the surface of the water, dancing in the sea current.

Gardener mole splashing water through its nose like a watering can.

FAIRY/ ROCK

Fairy holding a lollipop-shaped stone.

Friendly Anurognathus took care of dinosaurs by eating parasites.

Marble nymph watching over and preserving gardens.

Cave knocker with eyes like lanterns and bat ears.

Candy/porcelain crab with a colorful rocky shell.

Predatory troll disguised by day as a garden gnome.

Sea snail collecting various colorful shells that are glued to its adhesive body.

Brontosaurid like animal with a long neck, wearing magical collars.

Lion dog imitating statues, aggressive when its home is invaded.

FAIRY/ GROUND

Mole lizard colored like a gummy worm.

Venus of Willendorf gnome made from fertile clay.

Desert rose, made of shiny sand.

Yokai broom spreading dust but cleaning curses, based on hahakigami.

Turtle with a fairy circle on its shell.

Craftsman pokémon hiding inside an animal-shaped jar he built.

Imp with different shaped feet, creating strange and confusing footprints.

Mud creature attracting prey, like a mud mermaid.

Magical starfish, creating bodies made of sand.

FAIRY/ NORMAL

Witch's familiar, looking like a strange animal.

Colorful creature, made of several toys grouped together.

Gnomes with long beards, even females.

Fairy with antennas in the shape of a musical note, making noises like a cricket.

Creature making scribbles with its claws like colored pencils.

Hairy, horned creature, a dancer appearing at seasonal festivals.

Armadillo used in games involving balls,made of rubber.

Furry little critter, its dense fur hides objects and cushions impacts.

Monotreme monster, caring for orphaned eggs and chicks.

FAIRY/GRASS

Cocoa cut like a mug, with hot chocolate inside.

Little elf building a castle made of mushrooms.

Alraune with a root tail, like a mermaid, singing.

Marsupial guarding seedlings, seeds and flowers in its marsupium.

Fairy lantern stealing energy from roots to fuel its bioluminescence.

Lily of the valley making bell or harp noises with its musical flowers.

Colorful corn releasing its kernels that explode like popcorn.

wooden trunk with wooden ears like literal ears, listening to the flora.

#THE FINAL FAIRY MYTHICAL:

Quill pen fairy, fairy/normal, using her ink to tell stories and change the course of reality.

We're done for now.

[queer-starwars-bracket]

Queer Star Wars Characters (Round 1): General Bracket Match 9

Fel Ix | Identity: alien transgeder/poly | Media: The High Republic Phase II

Fel Ix was a Kesserine member of the Path of the Open Hand, a gecko-like species. They are born without sex differentiation, and approximately 40% of them mature into egg-bearers, with the being’s will playing a role. In basic, egg bearers use she/her pronouns, but human genders weren’t actually applicable. Fel Ix had two partners, Ferize and Er Dal. The three of them also had five newly hatched children. During a flash-flood on Dalna, the family was saved with the help of Jedi Padawan Kevmo Zink, which began Fel Ix questioning his cult programming.

After the Battle of Jedi, Fel Ix was part of a team assigned by the Mother to disable hyperspace buoys, crippling communications throughout the frontier. The team ran into the Brightbird, a ship participating in the Hyperspace Chase with the goal of rediscovering the mysterious Planet X. Because the crew included the Jedi Padawan Rooper, the meeting turned violent. Fel Ix was taken hostage. While Fel Ix was dragged on their mission, he started to talk with the members of the crew and his cult deprogramming began to break down. However, the goal of reaching Planet X was disrupted when a message from Rooper’s master managed to reach the Brightbird, ordering her to Dalna due to the Path massing there. Worried for his partners and children, it was Fel Ix who convinced Sky to give up looking for their father and travel to Dalna. To a tense standoff in space between Path hired mercenaries and the Jedi/Republic. Convinced by Rooper’s good intentions and her promise that communication was what was needed to prevent more deaths, he agreed to fix the sabotaged communications buoy. Doing so allowed the Jedi forces on Daln to coordinate as well as negotiate with the hired mercenaries, preventing further deaths during the Night of Sorrow. Seeing the Path turn fully violent, Fel Ix’s programming was broken. Fel Ix was released into Jedi custody, but not really a prisoner. He gave them all the information he had, while they promised to help locate his family.

Ilyana | Identity: wlw | Media: Jedi Fallen Order/Battle Scars

Ilyana was a young Dathormirian Nightsister who was killed in the massacre of Mother Talzin’s clan. She was close to Merrin. Together they would sneak out to make potions in the Dathomirian swamps. When recovering from an injury, Merrin took care of her, which Ilyana thanked her by giving Merrin the necklace she is always wearing. The gift was given with a kiss, which was Merrin’s first. When Merrin was beginning her relationship with Chellwinark Frethylrin, she remembered her childhood relationship with Ilyana. Whenever Merrin’s necklace struck against her chest, it triggered a sensory memory of Ilyana.

Ilyana was first mentioned in an optional conversation between Merrin and Cere in Jedi Fallen Order. While Merrin was intended as pansexual from the beginning, the conversation merely heavily implied their relationship. Battle Scars clarified the nature of the relationship and added that Ilyana is the origin of Merrin’s necklace.

[crystal-grotto]

What was your inspiration for the leodarin and their different designs?

The inspiration for the Leodarin initially spawned from Alex's own design, and a need to have a species that she concretely came from. I always joked and modeled her partially after a leopard gecko, and that set the tone for the rest of her species.

Terrestrial Leodarin thus became the 'ground lizards/geckos', Arboreal Leodarin were decided to be the 'snakes/iguanas/monitor lizards', and Swamp Leodarin took the last place of 'crocodilians'.

[roll-a-troll]

Name: M. Barzum Gignim Ancestor: The Children Strife Specibus: ladlekind Blood Color and Sign: Blue; Scorrius Handle: traumaticGnome Lusus: dobsonfly rent Pronouns: she/her in/indi/igo Age: 16 sweeps Interests: philosophy and rugby league football Sexuality: aromantic Class: Heir Land: Land of Citrine and Pillars, a perfect place, with important Bibron's Gecko consorts. It is a place full of cities and a fetid swamp. Oceanus can't wait to meet the player. via roll-a-troll https://ift.tt/3JhxcL7, do as you please

[cutekittycat96]

rotting wood and the warmth of thriving greenery surrounded adine. the scent of mosquito larvae ridden still-water and hot air filled her nostrils. she lay face down on the moist, almost dissolving planks of the dock. too hot to avoid the gnats. too middle ground to avoid snakes. it’s not like there was anything else to do; anywhere to go. her fingers lingered on top the murky water just beneath her. every so often the dock would gently sway and her fingertips would brush against the surface of the swamp, creating ripples in the duckweed and sending the water striders skittering. adine wasn’t interested in going back to her house, she knew that there were just as many gnats in her room as there were humming in her ears right now. and there was gabriel. she knew he was sitting on the porch, like always; mourning some lost item from his youth. last week it was a school bag, this week it was in all likelihood his old cat. stupid thing probably drowned in the swamp anyway- not like many cats were trying to get cozy where the sun don’t shine. adine had a leopard gecko that her older brother had brought her from houma when he went to visit. his name was pierre- the gecko, not her brother. adine liked the name pierre because it made her think of curly moustaches and the eiffel tower. fancy coffee. she bet that paris didn’t have to reset their electric fly trap every night. paris probably didn’t even know what an electric fly trap was. paris definitely didn’t fall asleep to the little buzzes from the trap being positioned outside her window. she felt that maybe she had deprived pierre of his true life in the city. sorry pierre- all in good time. getting up on her knees, she scratched her name into the damp flooring she was laying on, mildly amused by the soft tan that emerged from beneath the deep green top layer of the wood. her flip-flop got caught on a nail sticking out of the dock and nearly flew off, causing her to stumble forward when she tried to stand up. you’d think they’d replace the decaying bridges every few years, but as long as they held up no one did a damn thing about it. walking back home, and occasionally shaking her beaded hair to clear the gnats from in front of her face, adine grabbed at the low hanging moss and lichen that swung from the trees. sunlight filtered through the cypresses around her.

[doctor-scales]

Preparations

Dr. Scales has gotten wind that Dean Blatto will be overseeing another raid by ROACH against the ESC today. She knows from what her fiance has told her that Blatto will have learned from the past raid and adapted accordingly, so she's changing up her strategy and setting traps. Living traps, that is. She's directing several strange-looking lizard creatures the size of large crocodiles to hide themselves at various strategic ambush points around the ESC. These odd-looking reptiles, whose scaly skin is wrinkly and covered in odd fringes around the edges, have a gecko-like head shape with four horns at the snout and crocodile-like exposed teeth lining the mouth, independently-moving eyes like those of a chameleon, a wide and flat serpentine body, gecko-like padded feet, and a prehensile tail. Their skin changes color, blending almost perfectly into their surroundings. You'd only see them if you knew to look for them. These creatures, which Dr. Scales has dubbed Ambush Lizards, incorporate DNA from Nile crocodiles, four-horned chameleons, mossy leaf-tailed geckos, Gaboon vipers, acid-spitting swamp wyverns, common cuttlefish, and tasseled wobbegong sharks into their genome. These perfect ambush predators lie in wait for any ROACH raiders to stumble into their trap.

[homestuck-human-generator]

Name: Miss Amir Daniels Color: Dollar Bill #85bb65 Symbol: atom Strife Specibus: shoekind Handle: caligulasAesthete Animal: cougar Pronouns: hi/hir/hir/hirs/hirself and zhi/zhir/zhirs/zhirself and one/one/ones/oneself and she/her and she/her and saw/zaer/zaers/zaerself Age: 23 Birthday: 70th day of the year Sexuality: gay Interests: knife throwing and watching documentaries Dream Moon: derse Classpect: Thief of Blood Land: Land of Freeze and Steam, an expensive place, with hungry Henkel's Leaftailed Gecko consorts. It is a place full of foreboding volcanoes and a fetid swamp. Cetus is in pain. Instrument: timbal

[wayward-delver]

The Unconventional Zoo of Little Nightmares

Little nightmares is a series of the cute, bizarre, and terrible. But moreover it thinks outside the box. So if I am thinking of animals, I should do the same.

(Disclaimer, I have nothing against these these species. Most of these descriptions are symbolic.)

Six is a Perentie/Goanna Monitor Lizard: Cold-Blooded, Cunning, highly unpredictable, ravenous, and exceedingly brutal hunters. They start out small, frail, and inconspicuous but given the chance, they will grow into something deadly. They can be bonded with, however, they’re empathy is difficult to reach.

Mono is a Honey Badger: Bold, single-minded determination, stubborn, faithful, and as brave as they come. Will stand up to even the most terrifying of opponents when their partners are in need.

Runaway Kid/Seven is a Spotted Genet: Clever, nimble, cute, timid, and unapologetically sweet. A pure cinnamon roll that doesn’t get the love it deserves.

The girl in the Raincoat/Veronica is a Meerkat: A smart, kind, resourceful, and capable survivor. But when alone and rejected, they’re without hope.

The Children of the Maw: (in order from left to right)

Refugee Kid/One is a Brown Hyena: A loner whose a lot braver than it looks.

Long-Haired Girl/Two is a Red Fox: Smart and reliable, looked to as an example.

Green Boy/Five is a Fennec Fox: It’s just a little pup.

Hunchback Girl/Three is an Argentine Tegu: Big, round, and beautiful.

The Pale City Kids:

Lollipop Boy is a Bear cub: They maybe fearful, but they’re only the one to beat back Bullies with one steady hand.

Bleeding/Pigtailed Girl is a Lab Rabbit: A determined survivor who doesn’t give up despite their ailing body.

Blanket/Ghost Child is a Flapjack Octopus: This was purely for aesthetics.

The Toddler is a Burrowing Owlet: A little bird not quite ready to fly, waiting in their nest to grow.

The Lady is a Red-Crowned Crane: A vain creature of high standards, her elegance and grace makes her stand out from the lower beasts. But with this beauty and power is tempered with fragility.

The Janitor/Roger is a blind Orangutan: Calm, creative, and distant. They likes to keep his world at arms length.

The Twin Chefs are hippos: From a distance, they seem doughy, cumbersome, and one foolish soul might say goofy. But they are far more temperamental and dangerous than they came imagine... and they will outrun you!

The Guests are Elephant Seal: The mental image speaks for itself.

The Granny is a Snapping Turtle: Impossibly old, lurking the deepest darkest depths. Patient and bitter, unwilling to let go.

The Hunter is an American Alligator: A nocturnal, swamp living, territorial, persistent, bear-trap predator with an itchy trigger.

The Teacher is a barn owl: Strict, uptight, and silent rage. No vermin escapes her piercing gaze, hearing their shrill means certain doom.

The Doctor is an upside down sloth bear: Huffing, puffing, seemingly gullible, but don’t be fooled. They are anything but comical.

The Viewers are Moths/Bugs to an open flame: Blind to their own demise.

The Patients are Taxidermies: Once they’re real living beings, now their fake replicas of skin, stuffing, and plastic. 

The Bullies are Monkeys, Kea Parrots, Cats, and Tasmanian Devils: Wild, playful, destructive, noisy, conniving, and cruel little beasts. They’ll take any opportunity to cause and mayhem when no one’s their to stop them.

Thin Man is a Maned Wolf: Not a real wolf, not even a fox. One of a kind, but is so easily forgotten.

The Pretender is a Cockatoo: Loud, boisterous, playful, pretty, vain, and incredibly proud. But secretly just as much destructive, irritable, and potentially cruel as the Bullies.

The Craftsman is a Gibbon: Nothing really to saw here, another long armed ape but not as cool as the Orangutan. 

The Butler is a Marabou stork: Silent and proper, carrying themselves with subdued pride. But their is anything but gracious to anyone but their mistress.

The Ferryman is a Wandering Albatross: A enigma at best, and haunting presence at worst. But in some ways could a blessing over a curse.

The North Wind is an Argentavis: A malevolent force, older than any other. Preying upon the weaker, with such power the “weak” are ill defined.

Mirror Monster is a Giant Squid: A faceless monster from the void.

The Nomes are House Geckos: Small, cute, completely helpless, and overall insignificant who while thriving will never the power to ever go beyond the shadows.

[chokemewanda]

Flamingos And Spiders

Main Masterlist Only Child Series Masterlist part one / part two chapter warnings: violence, sarcasm, lack of pockets

“Do you think I should change my uniform?” Y/N looked up at Natasha and narrowed her eyes, appraisingly. “Clint said it’s basic.”

“Well standing out isn’t going to help the whole stealthy spy thing.” Y/N pointed out. Natasha nodded to herself. “And it has pockets.”

“Yes! My point exactly. Clint didn’t get it.” Natasha sighed.

“Men and their pockets.” Y/N said, patting her own suit and wishing again for the pockets Natasha got.

“Ladies, if you’re done with this week’s Vogue, maybe we could get some help.” Tony spoke through the com’s and the pair shared a look.

“Men.” Natasha sighed, echoing Y/N’s earlier statement.

“Tony, we’re a little busy.” Both women were zipping between computer screens, doing their best to download the villain of the week’s search history. It was pretty grim.

“We’re getting swamped down here. An extra pair of hands wouldn’t hurt.” Steve grunted, clearly taking a hit.

“Geddit, swamped.” Clint huffed a laugh before groaning. “Cause they’re alligators.”

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.” Natasha and Y/N spoke in sync, Y/N groaning soon after looking at Natasha’s rock and her scissors.

“You ever seen an alligator, Clint?” Y/N asked.

“Nope, I’ve seen a flamingo though and that’s almost the same thing.” Y/N frowned when she reached the ground floor of the compound, bursting into the lobby guns blazing.

“Not even remotely, what the hell do you think a flamingo is?” Tony asked. He was flying around the ceiling height, blasting the suckers from above.

“The little, baby lizards.” Clint sounded unsure suddenly. His aim was more sure, arrow after arrow nothing into the scaled creatures.

“Thats a gecko. Flamingo’s are pink birds with the long legs.” Steve explained patiently, hurtling the shield through the air. Y/N tried her best not to laugh, Clint had been raised in a circus after all, but it was so funny to her that he had no clue about the wider world, despite how well travelled he was. Just yesterday they’d watched a movie set in Ireland and he’d told her it was his favourite made-up place, right after Atlantis.

“Pink birds? You guys are kidding me!” Clint exclaimed in shock.

“You know, I thought you’d be better read up on your fellow species.” Y/N wasn’t impressed when no one laughed at her joke, grumbling to herself as she used her garrotte wire to strangle one of the scaled-lizard-people-that-weren’t-people-but-definitely-were-not-alligator-type things. The thick scales weren’t being cut with the wire so strangulation was her back up plan. Always good to have one of those. It threw itself back, slamming her head off a wall and she grunted, pulling the wire tighter. She had a vague thought that maybe these things didn’t need to breath before it collapsed.

She surveyed the scene, noticing that for every one of these things they killed more seemed to spawn from all entrance and exit points.

“We might have to call a Code Green.” Steve took out two of the scaled beings and caught the shield on its rebound. Y/N made her way through the mess to stand with her back to his, surveying the mess. Tony and Clint had the advantage of height to protect them but Steve and Y/N were on the floor with these things.

“You think he’ll let me off not turning in my chemistry homework if he’s recovering?” Y/N asked and Steve huffed a laugh she could feel from where his back was against hers.

“Not likely kid, either will any of your other teachers. Stop putting off homework or you’ll get grounded by Hill again.” Tony told her, shooting through one scaled thing and hitting another.

“Damn, double homicide.” Y/N muttered, shooting one after the other. No one laughed again and she sighed, wondering why she bothered with all the old folks.

“I’ve got a back up plan.” Tony told them. Y/N nodded when Tony backed up her earlier thought. A back up plan was always good to have. Plan A-Z in her case. She had a lot of bad ideas. “He should be here soon.”

“Is he cute?” Natasha asked, joining the fight. She was shocking the lizardy things which seemed to be working a lot better than anything else.

“The one time Thor is off-planet and lightning would’ve been actually useful.” Tony muttered, blasting each of them as quick as possible.

“Can we get Chinese tonight?” Y/N asked and everyone groaned in-sync making her roll her eyes. “I’m so sick of all you old people.”

“I take offence to that.” Natasha spared time to glare at Y/N before returning to shocking the monsters.

“I have no idea how old you are but I know it’s more than 25 and so you’re ancient- what the fuck was that?” Something or someone was swinging between rafters shooting something white at the monsters like a giant net, in her distraction she got pinned by one of them and then caught under whatever the hell the white stuff was.

“That’s my back up plan.” Tony sounded proud but Y/N was busy glaring into the jaws of death. Quite literally. She shoved her gun in its mouth and emptied all her bullets into it. It stopped wriggling and she groaned at the blue blood that spattered her face in disgust.

“A little help. What is this stuff?” The new person didn’t have a com, at least not one that was directly linked to the rest of the team so Steve answered her request, attempting to pull her out but she was well and truly stuck.

“Uh kid, maybe you could help us over here.” The masked man laughed awkwardly and managed to free both her and Steve who had gotten tangled up in the webs trying to help.

“Sorry about that, I’m-“

“Spiderman!” Y/N answered in excitement when she figured out the suit. “I showed Tony videos of you!”

“Stop taking the credit for what was my discovery and awesome back up plan.” Tony landed next to them and shot one of the things that snapped at his feet from where it was stuck under the web.

“Well I’m-“

“Y/N, I know. I saw your videos.” Y/N flicked her hair back over her shoulder and shrugged.

“I am pretty great.” She joked and Tony rolled his eyes at her before sighing.

“Uh guys, how’s it going in there?” Bruce cut into their comms and everyone smiled at his nervous tone. He hated check in because he hated being called in for a Code Green.

“Bad, I’m going to need an extension on my chemistry-“

“Not a hope. Get back on this quinjet and we’ll be home in time for you to get it finished.” Y/N grumbled when everyone laughed. Oh now they had a sense of humour! She was so annoyed she didn’t even think to say goodbye to Spiderman.

She didn’t get her chemistry done and Hill did in fact ground her again.

this is a maybe part one? if people like it I guess?

[dailycharacteroption]

Roleplaying Races 8: Lizardfolk

 A common recurring fantasy and sci-fi  trope is the existence of reptilian humanoids. So much so that it’s hard to pin down the first instance in mythology or fiction. Regardless, the idea of lizards or snakes that walk like men have been with us in both ancient and modern times, including cryptid sighting and even conspiracy theories, though the latter are often represented best by the reptoid race, and one must take care to avoid conflating them with the racist and antisemitic versions of those conspiracy theories.

Moving right along, the lizardfolk we are examining her today are the racial example stats provided as part of the race builder rules from Advanced Race Guide, turning beings that were traditionally “monster” stats into something playable. Unlike the gnoll, however, the lizardfolk stats are perhaps our first example of not exactly matching up with the original creature, dropping their ability to hold their breath for extended periods for a flat swim speed and skill bonus.

In any case, the lizardfolk, or iruxi as they call themselves, are a species of humanoid reptiles that live tribal, subsistence lives in the marshes and swamps they call home, most rejecting civilization more complex and built-up than building huts and villages from local materials and living off the land, which isn’t to say they are uncivilized. Their ways, however, may seem strange or barbaric to other races, however, such as having no qualms about eating the flesh of dead sapients, even their own, so as not to waste meat, and so on. Lizardfolk have often been used as allegories in fantasy for certain ethnicities and cultures from the real world, some being unfortunately bigoted portrayals. As such, one must be careful to avoid those pitfalls when portraying them.

While many iruxi resemble iguana, monitor lizards, or other semi aquatic reptiles due to their normal habitat, there are also subspecies of lizardfolk that favor deserts, mountains, and forests, sporting adaptations to match the species they resemble, such as being adapted for dry weather in the desert, having gecko-like climbing, or even color-shifting chameleon-like skin. Sadly these are not included as alternate racial traits today, but they could easily be homebrewed into them.

For their part, the iruxi are warm and generally communal among their own, but standoffish to most outsiders. This is for pragmatic reasons, for the iruxi are well aware that most of their mammalian peers can outbreed them, risking overtaking their lands if no effort is made to keep them at bay. This isn’t to say that they cannot make friends outside the tribe, only that they are well aware the strain that other races and the encroaching walls of civilization represent. That being said, it may be that in ancient times, lizardfolk themselves dwelled in such cities, though if this is true, it was well within the age of antiquity.

 Physically fit, lizardfolk are both strong and agile.

Additionally, their scaly skin provides a measure of protection from oncoming attacks.

The standard iruxi being semi-aquatic, they have decent speed in the water and are at home in the depths.

Carnivorous in nature, they also sport a powerful bite and sharp claws, meaning they are never unarmed.

 Lizardfolk might have any number of reasons to become adventurers. They might be exiles, possess too much wanderlust to stay still, or they might have even been raised among members of another race. Either way, many iruxi stories and interactions may revolve around being a stranger in strange lands, either being confused about contemporary trappings of civilization, or having others assume that they have barbaric cultural norms. Alternately you could ignore all of that for another sort of narrative.

Either way, with their strong physical stats, they can excel in any physical class, while their lack of penalties mean they are not barred from other paths, caster or otherwise. Culturally, their spellcasters are likely “wise ones” of the tribe, regardless of what discipline they study. Regardless, there is plenty of room for any sort of iruxi character without having to worry about making up for a deficiency.

[pizzamafiaart]

I know you not doing ask my oc thing right now, but what are your ocs favorite reptile/amphibians?

You can ask me about my OC’s ANY TIME YOU WANT

Brie: Salamanders. Her middle name is literally hellbender, which is a type of salamander. Although, her favorite type of salamander is the fire salamander (black with yellow spots)

Louie: Lizards. doesn’t have a favorite type. They just see a lizard chillin on the road and is just like “look at that special boy. it’s just chillin.”

Colby: Technically crocodiles. He just thinks that they’re weird looking dogs. 100% wrestled a crocodile, brought it back home, and told his husband how “theres free dogs at the swamp”

Nakai: Frogs/Toads. Doesn’t know the difference between them but loves them anyway. She did have a pet turtle once

For my non-dnd ocs:

Sparky: Frogs. they are just chilling. Doesn’t have a favorite type. just thinks they’re all neat.

Giso: None. Thinks reptiles and amphibians are “kinda gross”. she’s on ok terms with turtles and tortoises though.

Psybomba: She’d say that extinct animals still count, so her favorite is the Stegosaurus. Big boy can smack with his thagomizer. What’s not to love?

Lorretta (The zombie): Frogs. Similar to sparky, they ate just chilling™. Does not have a favorite type of frog because she has insufficient knowledge about frogs.

Lorretta (The Superhero): Likes Geckos. Thinks they’re neat.

Sage: Toads. Feels bad for them because people think you get warts from touching them.

[minidigidestined]

I have a lot of newer OCs I need to draw and flesh out more... I wanted to just ruminate and nonsensically blurb on my brain vomit a bit. Probably flesh out everything better later. I've got:

A western diamondback cowboy naga lady called Ginger and her human ex-cop gf Anise. They end up becoming bounty hunters on the run, with frequent run-ins with the police department, especially Ginger's adolescent years ex, a saloon star and wife to the sheriff, Miss Shelly. Focuses on disaster gays and fun cowboy hijinks.

A sweet leucistic axolotl girl named Ana, who gets roped into a crime ring to be exploited for her regenerative properties for clients--both for organ donations and snuff. She ends up being rescued by a ripped-ass Komodo dragon henchlady (no name yet so I'm calling her Beef) who can't stand to see her suffer, and they end up falling in love while on the run from mobsters. Lots of trauma stuff and reassuring vore, and also some rougher stuff.

A ball python witch woman named Clover who is almost eaten up by a mercenary called Vaultine, an american alligator who was seeking her bounty. He realizes she isnt the bloodthirsty witch rumours portrayed her to be and decides the money isn't worth it. She offers him dinner and they become fast friends, Vaultine sharing he is the dead Swamp King's heir, the kingdom overtaken by the tyrant Sinistar, who dark shadow is fast spreading across the continent. Cue adventure to save the world and get Vaultine his rightful throne back and avenge his family.

My darling and I's nagasonas, mine is a Kenyan Sand Boa nicknamed Slinky and his is a Brazilian Rainbow Boa, nickname pending. She's a little bigger than human sized, but he's more on the high end of minigiant. There's also an AU where he's a human wizard out in the woods who finds Slinky in his garden and she fits in his hands...they become friends, fall in love and go on magical forest adventures.

Herpetologist and ecologist married couple who investigate the Floridan wetlands six years after the Grand Cataclysm, a dimensional event that opened portals around the world and allowed monsters of myth and legend into their reality. They come across a cruel and beautiful naga, a powerful cosmic mage among the Old Ones in his dimension. They later all fall in love, meet a territorial alligator-taur woman and have a really wholesome polyamorous quad romance. Together they dive headfirst into cryptozoology and start investigating the monsters and the Grand Cataclysm--and what it all means for Earth and humanity.

My 3 billion Digimon Forever OCs and all their tales, of course!

My pending vore harem idea, with a dorky human girl as the focus and a myriad of monsters who all want to eat her. So far I'm thinking of a black mamba naga, a vampire, a dragon, a dingo werewolf, a griffin, an ace succubus, an angel, and a ghost. All subject to change.

Cryptic protector of the forest and hippie girl. Hes a force of nature, like the Earth's white blood cells. Together they take down an evil corporation run by a centuries old lich. He loves eating rocks and gems and kissing his tiny weird gf. Wrote a blurb on it forever ago, wanna develop it more.

I have the vague idea of a funky dad bod vampire man who likes Hawaiian shirts and camping. And drinking way too much blood. Also has an issue with pica and coins. Thinking of calling him George or something mundane like that. He just wants some peace and quiet.

Himbo crested gecko. Vores bug people. Apeshit for apricot.

Just fun stuff.

**Kink blogs dni.**

[thenightling]

In Search of New Dreams (A Sandman fan fiction)

In Search of New Dreams:

Disclaimer: This is a Sandman fan fiction inspired by the events of Swamp Thing: Volume 2, issue 84.   Sandman belongs to Neil Gaiman and DC Comics.  Matthew Cable was originally created by Len Wein and Bernie Wrightson.

This story is at least partly based on this illustration by John Totleben. 

In Search of New Dreams:

  So I’m dead?”

“Yes.”

“Heh. So that’s it then?  What happens now?”

“Now you make a choice.”

 Matthew Cable stood beside The Lord of Dreams in the most unpleasant of settings. His own death.  He looked down at the hideously emaciated corpse.  The body, whose organs had been harvested while he still breathed.  The eyes were empty sockets.  Tubes and wires were plunging in and out of him.  There were scars from unrequested surgeries to remove organs for the black market. They had never thought he would wake up nor did it look like they cared. If he had woken up the “good doctors” probably would have “Helped” him along anyway.

 When Abby had found out what was done to him, she had intended to put him out of his misery and end his possible suffering.  She was going to pull the plug.  But with the aid of Morpheus, Matthew had been able to wake up just long enough to knock over and unplug his own life support equipment. “Forgive me, Abby… Then… forget me…”

 He couldn’t remember much after that.  It was like falling asleep.  He didn’t feel himself suffocate or his heart stuff. He just felt like he had drifted to sleep, gently, peacefully… But as he stood there, watching his own body, sensing the other entity beside him, he saw the creature on the floor wheezing, gasping for wretched breath and finally…stop.

This extraction before death had been an act of mercy from The Dream Lord and he knew it.  

Matthew’s experience in The Dreaming had not always been so kind.  He had been there for some time before his own death. Had it been months or weeks?  He wasn’t certain.  Time was distorted in such a place.  He had spent that time in a cave, in the haze of a dream.

And in that dream he was married to a beautiful woman who called herself Eve. He had mounds of treasure and material possessions, like a dragon’s hoard. And in that dream he saw his own stupidity, his cruelty, his misogyny.  He would see and feel himself starting to become an abusive ass. He remembered how terrible he was when he drank and cringed to think of the anger in him that seemed to only manifest with the drinking.  Demanding she fulfill his manly needs and boy did Eve make him pay for all of that!

 In a strange way he came to love Eve for it, for every lesson she taught him on his own previous awfulness.  When he finally had crawled out of the cave, Morpheus had been there waiting for him. Morpheus had been there to congratulate him on his growth and he told him what he must do… to free Abby of her past with him forever…

His body had been dying anyway.  There was no returning to that life.  Now he had to let go for Abby’s sake…

 And so now Matthew looked down at his own body.  Morpheus stood beside him.  The figure next to Matthew was no human man.  Morpheus was tall and improbably thin.  He had black eyes, black like the eyes of a leopard gecko. He had only seen one leopard gecko once as a little boy and he had never forgotten about the strange, wide, black eyes. He had almost thought they were pretty, and strangely expressive.  And to see them now in a face that resembled the face of a human man was peculiar and yet, though he’d never voice it, kind of beautiful…  He liked those eyes.

 Morpheus had wild black hair.  And his skin was as white as bone.  He wore long, billowing, black, robes.

 “Choice?” Matthew asked.  “What kind of choice?”

 There was a bright light only a few steps from his body.   Matthew raised his arm (or was it just the illusion of an arm?) to shield his eyes even though the light didn’t really hurt.   The light looked like a brightly illuminated doorway. And from that doorway he could see the silhouette of… A girl?  Matthew doubted himself.  The glowing door seemed to take on the on a shape, an ankh.   And the shadowy form of the girl became easier to see.

  The girl had black hair. She sort of looked like Morpheus.   But her eyes were grey-blue, more human-like.  She wore a black tank top and form fitting black jeans. She had on black ankle boots.  And at her neck hung an ankh pendant that appeared to be silver.  The girl, herself, had an eye of Horus tattoo (or was it makeup?) around her right eye. She looked like she couldn’t be more than nineteen-years-old.        

But what Mathew saw behind her, he could almost guess the man he stood with could not see.  The girl had these beautiful, massive, bright, white wings.  They were elegant and large. They were like the wings of an angel, or what he imagined angel wings should be like.   They were so large, and each feather bore a strange iridescence, like they were made of some substance that contained its own light.  They glittered and shimmered and it was hard not to look at them.  

“Hello, My sister.”  Morpheus said to the girl.

“Hey, Dream!  Hi, Matthew!” She waved as if they were old friends.

The girl seemed friendly, the way she smiled at him and it felt like he had known her his whole life.

“You have your choice.”  Morpheus said.  “You can stay with Eve in her cave in my realm, The Dreaming.  You will be transformed.  Your human life is over now.  You would serve me as my raven.   I will not own you, you always own yourself, but you would be my subject.    You can do this or…  You may go with my sister to where you are supposed to go.”

 “Shit. Where I’m supposed to go…?” There was some dread to those words as Matthew repeated them.

The girl tilted her head slightly at Matthew.  “It’s all right, Matt.  You tried to do what’s right in the end.”

“But I was such a screw up.  I did things… Really bad things…”

“Lots of people do bad things.” She said gently.  “I’m not here to judge.  You know, forgiveness is a thing, Matt.  It doesn’t have to be bad, not if you don’t want it to be.  Believe it’ll be all right and it will be.”

She looked at Morpheus (or Dream as she had called him).  “It’s not really a choice if he’s scared to go, you know.”

Morpheus frowned.

Matthew was looking behind her.  The ankh-door was something else now. A corridor, long and dark with something glowing at the far end of it.   And… It felt good. It felt welcoming.  

 “You have to forgive yourself, Matt.  Then let go.” She said gently.

“I already let go.  I mean… I’m not that man anymore, right?   I can be anything.”

“Yeah.” She said reassuringly.  “Anything.” But she was probably talking about the possibility of reincarnation, not the choice Morpheus had offered him.

“Okay… So...”   Matthew raked his hand through his hair.  At least in this dream or soul-self he still had hair.  The ravaged and harvested corpse didn’t have hair, or eyes… or much of anything worthwhile left...

“You know…  Okay, so I did some crappy things near the end there.   I’d like another chance.  Not in that life.  I made a rotten human.  Maybe I’d be better as a bird. Let’s give it a try.”

“You’re sure that’s what you want?” the girl asked in a kind tone.

“Yeah, I’m sure.”

“All right.” She said with a smile.  “There’s no wrong answers here.  My brother picked you for a reason.  You’d probably like it.  Good luck.”  

She backed away and turned around. “Be seeing you!”  She waved and was walking through the lighted passage that faded with her.  As she walked he could see the massive wings unfurl behind her, and he heard a heavy flapping as the whole image faded away.

 But as the image faded he realized the flapping was not coming from the now gone spectre of Death.   No. The flapping was his own.   He hadn’t even really felt it happen.   It felt that natural and organic to him.  It was like the transition from sleep to waking. Matthew figured that most people don’t really remember the precise moment sleep becomes waking.   He fluttered and swooped before he even realized he was doing it.  And his sight- everything was suddenly so clear.  It was as if he had never truly seen before.  It was like his entire life he had been looking at things through a mesh of stocking or fog.  He saw tiny details and distance in ways he could never have imagined in his human life. He loved it!

He flew out the window, which he wasn’t entirely sure was supposed to even be openable. He did not realize Morpheus had opened it for him, knowing his excitement to experience his new flight.  

 Matthew glided over the swampland on velvet wings.   Flapping to gain altitude and catching the wind currents to glide as if it was the easiest and most natural thing.   He didn’t even miss having thumbs.  He thought he would at least miss that.  

Matthew was having such a grand time in his flight that he barely noticed the passage of time. It was late in the evening of the following night when he finally landed on a tree limb in the swamp to rest.  Maybe he could find Alec, apologize to him too… For… you know…  all of it…

 He landed on the low hanging branch near the water and suddenly Morpheus was beside him.  He knew it before he even saw it.   He turned his head.  “How’d I know you were there?”

“Don’t be afraid, Matthew.”  Morpheus was now dressed in a dark grey t-shirt under a long black jacket.  He also had on black jeans and black shoes. And he was somehow untouched by the muck of the swamp.  

“I’m not afraid.”

“You and I are linked now, you can feel me.  As one of my subjects we are now linked.”

“I… guess I’m okay with that.  You know my thoughts aren’t always that nice.”

“I’m not constantly searching through your thoughts and memories.”

“That’s good to know.  You know, it’s strange… I almost feel like I was always supposed to be a bird.  It’s like… I’ve been-“

“Liberated?”

“Yeah. Everything I was I can just leave behind.   I’m glad I don’t have to be that guy anymore.  That guy was a jerk!”

There was something that almost looked like a smile on the pale face of the Dream King.  Matthew could feel his amusement more than he could see it.  

“It’s strange.  But I think I like it.”

He also felt like The Dream King somehow understood him and his stance.  And for the first time he really noticed the eyes weren’t exactly black.  They had tiny pupils that twinkled like stars.  Tiny, glowing-white pupils that twinkled.  Strange how he hadn’t noticed that before.  Maybe because when he was still sort-of a man all he could see was darkness.  Now he could see the light in the darkness.  

“Hey, uh… Can I ask a favor?”  Matthew asked, trying not to stare at Morpheus’ eyes.  The way they reflected light, they were more beautiful to him now as a bird than they had been before.

“You may ask.”

“I never wanna be who I was before.  I just want to be Matthew The Raven now.”            “You never have to be that man again.”

“Good. I just...  This is gonna sound weird but…  Can we go to my funeral?  Assuming there is one… I feel like I should say goodbye… To him.  Have some closure, you know.”  

Morpheus held out his arm and Matthew understood what the offer was for.  He moved to perch on the arm, careful not to dig too deeply into the fabric of the jacket with his talons.  

“You don’t need my permission for that, Matthew.  I have granted you the ability to come and go from The Dreaming and Waking World.  You will need to be able to do that to serve me.”

 “I mean…”  Matthew felt ridiculous, vulnerable, and even a little angry at the thick headedness of his new boss.  “I mean…. Will you come with me?  I don’t want to go to my own funeral alone.”  He was physically much smaller as a raven than as a man but now he felt utterly tiny.

Morpheus’ expression became blank, confused and then slowly showed signs of warmth.  “You want me there with you?”

Matthew didn’t answer. He felt like he was about to be made fun of.

“I will come with you, Matthew…”

 Just as he had predicted there weren’t that many people there at the funeral. Matthew felt strangely reassured by Morpheus’ quiet presence.  No one saw them there.  Though some of the mourners may have thought they saw a raven fly out after the services, fly high over the grave and then far, far away from the life of Matthew Cable…

  The End. The Beginning.