#glutt

[therxtking]

Cont from X with @hxnger-unbcund

The rat doesn't let go for a moment, but he does loosen up, or, go more slack. Leaning his head on their shoulder and sighing. He hadn't even picked them up like usual, instead crouched to hug the vice at his own level... He was worse for wear. patches of fur still growing back, deep, ugly half healed scars still mending, bruises still prominent and wraps around his ribs, shoulder, back, an arm, and hind leg still splinted or being held in place. His skin was paler, sunken, and tired. His fur a touch coarser, eyes lacking their usual dazzling luster. He'd been through Hell.

"It looks worse than it is." He chuckles hoarsely. And immediately grits his teeth to muffle the coughs. The rat king's whole colossal body trembles slightly. "Little scrap, king things..." Gordon waves it off, pulling away to look them over. "And yourself? Are you alright? You've been gone awhile, had me worried."

[chubbybunnieats]

currently high wishing someone would overstuff me rn 😕

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[cheschesterpossum]

Ahhhhhhhh, got inspired by a song and then birthed out a TFA oc. https://youtu.be/vjBFftpQxxM?si=6EsfpQeIgm75J2km

🥁 introduce Gluttanion! Biggest creepiest bastard you'll ever meet (lovingly), a nomad that is probably banned from 100 planets.

Never not hungry, his stomach is like a black hole and he wouldn't share his food to anyone either.

Feel free to ask if you have any question about them, CHOP CHOP CHOP.

[velvetwarfare]

⌖ (u know I gotta)

“ Mask kink.

Baseball kink??

Hot. “

[warhammer-fantasy-muses]

@hxnger-unbcund | x

As the large hog-like daemon tried to slink and scamper his way out of this, Valkia would only scoff, and as soon as Gluttony had turned to leave, he felt a FIRM hand grip onto his tail and YANK him backwards, back towards Valkia. She'd then leap into the air and land in front of him, staring him down and crossing her arms.

"So you're the one Skarbrand calls 'Gluttony'... you are NO daemon that I recognize. But I've heard tales of your rampages... your slaughters... your powers. I am intrigued."

[smilingmxsk]

"Don't get many visitors here, do you?" (Qhi'zhek)

The Night Manager Sentences

The Fixer was relaxing on the rooftops, counting recent earnings that she recently obtained. She'd just finished a job and turned in the individual her client sought. Well, the man was dead, but the client wasn't picky about it, luckily.

Waltzing straight out of their office and into the streets was a horrible idea unless you liked getting mugged/annoyed by StreetRats to cough up your earnings. It'd happened before, and Margaret had no intentions of putting up with it, so she was using the shadows as much as she could to gain distance from the office before she could finally settle on the rooftops with her cut of cash.

She was just shoving the cash back into her cardigan's inner pockets... until she heard a peculiar voice behind her. That didn't sound all too human.

The Fixer whips around, and her eyes are met with the visage of a large and imposing avian of demonic origins (according to Shade, who obviously had a nose for these things).

"No! I don't! An' I prefer keepin' it dat way!

What are you n' what do you want??"

And why were they here to see her of all people? Was it the scent of Shade that drew this creature here...?

[crystal-grotto]

What in the god's names even was that?

[skxrbrand]

"Ey Khaz! Shit... what got a hold o' youse?" (cause why not let the bros say hi c:)

Khazaan's snout immediately wrinkles up. The anger does not abate, even as he sights Gluttony,

" The enemy." He says simply, turning to face the other daemon more, " Your own hide is curiously clear of scars."

[weeping-gospels]

“ Tusk-thing — “

The squeak of the large rat came from behind Gluttony, his overtaxed body collapsing unceremoniously in front of the large creature,

“ C-Corpse-thing speak-squeak highly of Tusk-thing. Tusk-thing good natured, yes-yes? Then Tusk-thing will help-aid Hemlock, yes-yes? “

Help him? After admitting that he and Moulder base tormented Bethanne for fun? What a joke.

Still, he looked to be in horrendous shape, barely able to move with both paws desperately pressed into his overstretched midsection,

“ Grahh — Hemlock was — was TRICKED-FOOLED! BY HEMLOCK’S OWN LITTERMATES! Hemlock accepted foods..but foods were not good-well. No-no, foods were BAD, foods expel too many-many gases inside of Hemlock, Hemlock’s gut can’t handle it all — THEY DID IT ON PURPOSE! TO RID OF THE BLACK BULL! GRAHHH — hurk — “

Of course they did. Who wouldn’t?

All of the riling up only made the gases expand faster inside of him — at this rate, Hemlock was a goner if he continued to push his body closer to the limit.

@hxnger-unbcund

[therxtking]

Cont from X with @hxnger-unbcund

"No." Gordon starts with a saucy roll of the eyes, setting the cake down and handing over a drink. "I am obviously right here right now for someone else's problems." He held his own warm mug in his hands, looking out over the skyline thoughtfully... "It's so much harder to see the stars." The rat murmurs. "... But back to you, darling I can smell emotions you know, and you positively reek. Out with it."

[heliinx]

Stares at claw.

"...You been to the seafood bar lately? Y' might wanna get yer money back, Snowball."

SHE SWINGS IT AT HIM!

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Andrea Glutt #1 2024

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[welovemusculargirls]

[subdued-moderation]

"You nauseate me sometimes, Gluttony."