#is it cuz of his snail creature?

[perchingominouslysmwh]

Is is just me or does chan have dragon vibes

Or at least dino vibes

[merakiui]

애인 in anthill.

floyd leech x (female) reader cw: violence, blood, death, murder, unrequited love, angst note - if yellow is the color of insanity, then blue is the color of tragedy.

Laid out on the ice, blood swirling through the cracks, Floyd looks up at you and grins something wild. His eyes are blown wide with adrenaline. A vermillion snail trickles from his nostril, landing plip-plop in tiny drops. Standing just a few feet in front of him, clutching a thick-paged dictionary, you eye him with frigid disdain.

Like the strange boy he’s always been, Floyd says, “You’re fun.”

“You’re not going to hit back?”

“Nah. I don’t hit girls.”

“What if I wasn’t a girl? What if I was something else?” you press, fingers curled tightly around the book’s spine. “There’s a word for creatures like you. Masochist—someone who takes pleasure in receiving pain.”

“That right?” He tilts his head at you and lifts himself up on his arms. Gingerly, he wipes at his nose and sniffles back the clotted blood. “You throw a mean punch.”

“And you’ll never throw at all.”

“So what? I ain’t gonna hit a girl just cuz she’s itchin’ for a fight. I was always told it’s not right to hit girls.”

“Even if they hit you?”

“Especially if they hit you. Someone used to say that if a girl hits me it’s prolly cuz I deserved it.”

“You did,” you agree, sifting through your words carefully. “You’re a miscreant.”

He blinks at you, unfazed. 

“A malefactor.”

“Hmm? That come from your book of big words?”

“It did, in fact. I have another one for you: delinquent.”

He throws his head back and laughs. Blood spurts from his nose in a liquid arc. “You got a word for the end of the world?”

“What? An apocalypse? Worldly annihilation? Catastrophe? Disaster? Cataclysm?” Before he can reply, you scoff. “That will never happen.”

“We’ll be dead by then, won’t we?”

“What does it matter? You never answered my previous question.”

He rises to his feet. You’re taller than him. He’s insisted before that once he hits his growth spurt it’ll be over for you. Even with the height difference, you doubt that would stop Floyd. He’s always pestering you, be it for answers to daily assignments or for snacks. Weirdly, despite the fact that he is a quotidian nuisance whose devil-may-care attitude goes against everything that encapsulates your character, you humor him every time.

“What?”

“If I wasn’t a girl, would you hit me?”

“You’re talkin’ like you wanna get hit.”

“You shouldn’t let the fact that I’m a girl stop you. If someone hits you, isn’t it fair that you hit them in return? An eye for an eye—that is one of the foundations of Hammurabi’s Code. It was a very human concept, you see. So then, disregarding the concept of gender, would you hit me if I was anything besides a girl?”

“Anything but a girl… Like what?”

“Like an insect.”

“You wanna be a bug? Ain’t that too easy? All I gotta do is crush ya and—”

“Then it would be revenge repaid.”

“Sure.” He smiles lazily. “If that’s what you wanna go with.”

“You’ll never get anywhere with that mindset. What if—”

Cracks spiderweb through the ice, splitting it apart in chunks. As it thaws and melts, revealing the floor beneath, Floyd trots towards the door. You follow after him, gracefully stepping out of the ice rink with your dictionary held close.

“Even if you were a bug, I’d put ya in a little locket and let ya stay safe forever. That way, even if someone wants to punch ya, they’d have to get through metal first.”

You stare at him and his broad smile. “That makes no sense… I would suffocate.”

“Nuh-uh!”

“Yes! Do you realize how—hey! Get back here! I’m not done speaking!” You storm after him, fuming from your ears. 

Both of you forget that there are no insects here, just as there is no surface world to be salvaged.

There are monsters in the deep sea.

The types that latch on with lithe limbs, curling and coiling. The types that kiss you farewell before bodily destruction. The types that offer sugary daydreams before the nightmarish end. Some of them are bright and brilliant, sparkling like stars in the black void. Some of them are not, choosing to camouflage and dwell in silent stealth instead.

But all of them must feed. That is an irrefutable fact. Very raw and grotesque.

Standing at the grand window, you watch your classmate sink into the clutches of a beast. She drowns with a whimsical smile, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy and her body peppered in sucker pinches.

Floyd whistles behind you. “You trying to get transferred?”

You eye his reflection with a frown. “I’m trying to test a hypothesis.”

“Lemme hear it.” He leans against the window and folds his arms over his chest. He’s taller now, so much so that he’s more limbs than torso, and all of his teeth have grown in. They’re sharp like knives. Sometimes you wonder why he refuses to use them.

“If you are predatory in nature, you will fight. If you are not, you will submit to the role of prey. In other words, if you are raised on feeble ideals, you will always find yourself cradled in the arms of Death before you can start your life.”

Floyd casts a cursory glance at the waterlogged corpse. “That why you killed her?”

You gaze at the defensive scratches on your arms with clinical indifference. “The experiment failed. I’ll try a different approach next time.”

He hums. “Sounds tough.”

“Science is not easy.”

“If you’re gonna get moved to Worker Level—”

“Azul tells me they’re overpopulated. The Throne is open.”

Floyd worries his lip between his teeth. “They’re doin’ a purge down there—another Queen of the Colony. You aimin’ for that?”

“I’m not just aiming. I will secure that position for myself.”

“And then what? You become Queen and leave the rest of us up here? Don’t you wanna stick around?”

“Why should I? I’m at the top of our class. I only stay because it’s easy and I don’t have to work.”

“We’ll miss ya. Jade and me. Azul, too. He won’t have anyone to compete with.”

“Like there’s much competition to be had.”

“He thinks you’re evenly matched.”

“Of course he would. We have nine brains.”

Silence wedges itself between the both of you, creating a cavernous gap. Floyd rests his head against the glass and sighs. You watch your classmate as she’s dragged further into the dark until, eventually, she disappears from your sight.

“At least stick around for another month or so. Courtship’s comin’ up.”

You raise a brow, suddenly suspicious. “Since when were you interested in Courtship?”

“I’m not.” He smiles blithely, but you see the pink in his reflection when he turns away. “Just thought it’d be cool to go. Eat good food. Let loose and dance.”

“I don’t understand the point of Courtship.”

“Neither do I.” Floyd’s hand twitches towards yours. He pulls away, his arm hanging limp at his side. “We could find out together.”

“Just us?”

“Just you and me.”

“Why?”

“Why not?” He swallows thickly. “I… I think it’d be fun,” he adds in a whisper.

“If I agree to go, will you hit me?”

His brows pinch together on his forehead. “You’re still set on that? It’s been years.”

“Will you do it?”

“Course I won’t. I’m not gonna hit ya for no reason.”

“Then I’ll give you a reason.” You roll your sleeve up, revealing the identification code on your wrist. Floyd has one just like yours, only his string of symbols is different and it’s branded on his neck. “Will you do it then?”

He looks like he’s considering it, mulling the possibility over in his mind, but then he laughs in your face. “You sure you’re not the masochist here?”

A harsh slap resonates through the empty hall. Backdropped by bioluminescence in the deep sea, Floyd smiles through the sting.

“Wait for me,” he tells you, rubbing at raw skin. “I’ll get down there to see you.”

“That’s foolish. You have potential up here.”

“Doesn’t mean anything if you’re not gonna be here to hit me.”

“So now you play the masochist card?”

“Only for you.”

“I should’ve tossed you out the hatch. Let them eat something promising for once.”

You strut away in a huff.

Floyd pushes off from the window. “You know I’d survive!”

“A most confounding variable, considering your proclivity to waltz right into the arms of danger.”

“It’s funner that way.”

“‘Funner’ is not a real word.”

“It’s gotta be if I’m using it.”

It doesn’t matter, though. You are a threat just like everyone else here. Perhaps what’s most dangerous is the thing festering in his heart. Unlike the octopus, Floyd only has one heart. That’s not enough to house the parasite slowly chewing through his chest.

Still, he follows danger because she’s never looked more enticing.

The collar is hooked around his throat and Floyd is sentenced to Worker Level.

He has three days before he’s cast into the bowels of the Colony. You have one. If you were afforded another day, you’d have made it to Courtship.

Instead, you sit in your dorm and eat fruit.

“Courtship’s gonna be lame anyways,” he declares around an apple slice.

“One night is not enough to foster real love. It’s all physical attraction. Biological imperative.”

Floyd turns his hands over, admiring spotless skin. There was blood on them last week, coating his fingers and drying under his nails, from when he stuffed them into the chest of a classmate and tore his heart free. He had three. Floyd is certain he could have spared just one. But a heart is useless if it is not pumping inside a person, and so he was left with nothing but a lump of organ.

“One night is enough for us.” You turn to look at him, silently bewildered, to which he elaborates: “For you… You’ll die either way, right? You and Azul. That’s why there’s no happy ending for you.”

“It’s why we avoid Courtship. Our internal systems are wired for death after copulation. We become so tunnel-visioned. So…enthralled in the survival of our young that we neglect ourselves. There is no love for us after that.”

“There is—could be.” Floyd bites down hard. The apple slice snaps in half. You lean in to snatch the half from his lips before it can fall. He blinks at you, mystified. “You don’t gotta die…”

“I won’t. I’m going to become Queen.”

“Yeah. Right. Course you will…” Mismatched eyes cloud over.

You chew with confidence. “And as Queen I can choose what to do with my life. I won’t have to worry about the rules up here or down there.”

Floyd nibbles at a strawberry next. He decides he doesn’t want to dive deeper into this subject. “Fruit makes a good last meal, yeah?”

“Mhm.”

He opens his mouth and then shuts it, conflicted. 

“When I’m Queen, I’m going to demand fruit every day. Luxuries like these are uncommon here in Aquarium.”

You suck the juice from another apple slice. Floyd watches it bob between your lips like a buoy on choppy waters. And then, feeling like his world might end in the next second, he covers the distance.

“Sagwa,” he murmurs, closing his mouth around the untouched end of the apple.

You meet his eyes, startled, and allow him to take the slice. When he pulls back, you search his face for answers.

“Read it in a book. A human word with a double meaning.”

“And that would be?”

“You don’t know?”

“If you’re going to be obtuse, I have no interest in learning.”

He giggles and reaches to wipe the juice from your cheek. “It means apple.”

“And the other meaning?”

“That’s a secret.”

“You do realize I’ll eventually figure it out, right?”

“I know.” He leans in again, his arm right by your side. You’re pressed against the wall, cornered like a captured criminal. “Hopefully you’ll let the suspense linger for a bit. Would be a shame if ya got it right before I could tell ya.”

“I can wait.”

“Really? How long?”

“How long are you going to withhold it from me?”

“Dunno. Wanna find out?”

You pluck the final apple slice from the plate. Pressing it to Floyd’s lips, you offer him a lopsided smirk. “Not particularly.”

He bites down. It’s bittersweet.

Floyd opens the assignment envelope, half-expecting another scrap with a small fry. There isn’t any challenge here; he hates it. He’d rather gnaw his arm off than continue participating in what he finds is the easiest culling of his life. Plenty of Workers have been vying for his cell since his transfer, and Floyd’s been keen to defend his place. It’s devilishly good exercise, invigorating and refreshing all at once.

Still, he loathes the lack of stimulation. A challenge isn’t really a challenge until it’s got him turning life and death over in his head. Until he’s faced with a dilemma so devastating it destroys him, body and mind.

Sometimes he misses Aquarium. He misses his brother and Azul. He misses waking up hours before class and pulling Jade from his sleeping nook, in which the latter was purely dead weight. He misses the fights he’d get into—mostly the ones with classmates. He misses scrapping with Azul, bickering back and forth like fry.

He misses you. All the time, in fact. He never doubts your capabilities, of course. If you wanted to kill him, you could. There’s comfort in that—in knowing the things you could do. You could kill him, but you don’t. He likes to think it’s because you care.

Love is a complex thing in the Colony at the bottom of the sea. Like the monsters that lurk in the open ocean, it comes in many sizes and forms. Love is brutal and bloody, cutting down an opponent with enough mercy to grant a quick death. Love is agony and sorrow, bringing forth tarry tears and persistent aches. Love is gentle and soft, a mother’s cradle at birth and stifled laughter late into the night. Love is everything and nothing—insanity and tragedy.

Floyd thinks love is none of those things. For him, it’s sharing fruit in the silence of the dormitory. It’s insisting he’ll never hit you because of a reason he doesn’t want to confess—a reason hiding behind his unusual philosophy. It’s allowing himself to be slapped because, most often, he’s earned it, and what else is to come from his ceaseless provoking if not friendly violence?

But if love is achieved through forgiveness, then he can’t possibly forgive this.

He recognizes the photo. The name. That unsmiling face forever set in grim neutrality. 

It’s you.

Suddenly, he understands.

The outcome of this fight will determine the next Queen.

Somehow, you and Floyd have made quick work of the overpopulation problem in Worker Level. In the year you’ve been here, living in separate spaces, never to cross paths, your fates are intertwined once more.

Only this time he isn’t meeting you at the ice rink, nor will he be there to linger in the doorway of an empty classroom.

Floyd’s heart drops down to his stomach. He traces a claw over your portrait.

“Well,” he mutters, his voice a guttural echo in this little cell, “better a final reunion than no reunion at all.”

He combs a webbed hand through his unruly bedhead. 

If you are predatory in nature, you will fight. If you are not, you will submit to the role of prey. That’s what you hypothesized long ago. Come tomorrow, he’ll prove that it’s nothing but conjecture.

Floyd rests his head against the wall. He watches the bioluminescent jellyfish float aimlessly in crystal lamps. It casts a sickly yellow-green glow over the interior of his cell. 

He thinks he’ll prove something. What that is, he’s not sure. Maybe all he’ll have to show for it are the remnants of what he truly is: a cowardly creature who couldn’t quell the parasite nestled in his heart.

Your spots are showing. Blue rings bleed through layers of flesh, carved on like you’re a fresh canvas. They flash warnings in hypnotic patterns, broadcasting destructive tragedy.

Floyd, a fool mesmerized, could watch you forever.

The bars of his cage are lifted alongside yours. He smiles and waits for you to close the gap. You do, albeit just enough to save space. Tension blankets the air. Neither of you takes the initiative to attack first.

“I couldn’t compete with you up there, but down here we’re about the same.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” You inspect your claws and hum. “You made short work of your assignments.”

“Wasn’t really ‘work’ if ya ask me…” Even though he’s vocally casual, his body language is pulled taut with stress. He is more evasive than he is offensive. It’s in his nature to lie in wait, to strike only when the time is right. Patience isn’t his language, but he’s spoken it for the entirety of his life, toeing the line of too much and too little. No matter what, it’s never enough. “You still set on being Queen?”

“Most ardently.”

He laughs. Even without the dictionary, you’re still the same fry from his youth: erudite to a stuffy level. Sometimes he thinks you’re less fish and more textbook when you speak so humanly.

“You can have it. I don’t wanna be Queen.”

A shadow passes over your face. “I won’t settle for victory by default. That’s not fair.”

“Well, I’m givin’ it to ya. Fair and square.”

“You can’t do that.”

“Yes, I can.” He sticks his tongue out at you, defiant. “But if you’re not gonna take it, I might as well hold onto it. Bein’ Queen ain’t half bad if it’s something you want.”

“You—”

“Well?” Floyd spreads his arms, palms up, and beckons you closer. “If you want it, take it. That’s what they taught us in Aquarium. You gonna let me keep another thing from you?”

Gritting your teeth, you yank a boning knife from the sheath at your hip. You’re a weapon yourself, yet you choose to cut him down with a blade. In Floyd’s mind, the implication has never been more romantic.

If you are predatory in nature, you will fight.

So then what should one do if they’re cowardly?

Floyd braces his feet against the floor. It’s rugged stone, a pit hollowed in the panopticon that is this undersea prison. In the tower just above, with a view on all sides, the desolate throne of the next Queen waits.

Everyone is watching, even those up in Aquarium. He’s certain Jade and Azul are fixated on whatever screen is broadcasting it, glued to the edge of their seats as they await the inevitable. Perhaps they’ve already guessed the victor of this match. How astute of them. It’s never been Floyd’s goal to please others for the sake of it. He swims at his own pace, unbound by social conventions and expectations. 

Floyd is the definition of abnormal. Not because he’s inherently peculiar but, rather, because he is unabashed in being himself.

“I hope you know my sympathy ends here,” you warn, but he’s only half-listening. Your rings are distracting.

“I know.”

He always has. For a creature with three hearts, you could never hope to use any of them to love him.

“No hard feelings,” he adds with a whistle.

Now let’s make you Queen.

Your grip on the knife tightens. You don’t hesitate, a facet Floyd is most fond of. Even when you were small, you were quick to react—quick to retaliate, lashing out with all of your limbs. He carries the memory of your hands with overwhelming pride—the way they felt on his shoulder and face, a fast brush of flesh. He’s burned your expressions into his retinas—every single one, even those that were brimming with silent resentment.

Perhaps that’s what’s so perplexing about love. It’s impossible to see at first, a phantom so silent and sneaky, but when you finally confront it at the last moment it gains vivid clarity and bursts like a supernova.

He can’t say whether every interaction was the product of love. Maybe you simply tolerated him because of who he is. Maybe there never was any love at all. Maybe it was just in your nature to remain at arm’s length, a creature condemned to solitude by biology.

Would you hit me if I was anything besides a girl?

Of course not. Because doing so would only hurt him and bring about his emotional ruin.

Even now, when life and death is put on display for all, he remains unyielding in this.

When you lunge towards him, he’s ready. In your fierce eyes, just past horizontal pupils, determination blazes. You’re going to kill him. He’s made peace with that.

Floyd leaps back just as you swipe at him. The blade cuts through empty space. He’s not fighting seriously when he twirls away from your next attack, his tongue between his teeth. Your footsteps echo in the arena, tapping out a one-sided song of pursuit.

“Quit playing!” you snarl, driving your blade down. It narrowly misses his shoulder.

Floyd zips around you with eerie agility, precise and slippery just like a moray. “Aww. Why? You mad I’m not putting in any real effort?”

“Yes! Stop avoiding it and fight! You’re not prey, so why are you so intent on running?”

“Can’t I have a little fun first?”

“Absolutely not! Be serious!”

He waits for the opening. Three seconds slip by. Just a little longer and then… 

There it is!

He catches your wrist just as you swing with a curled fist. He would’ve been content to let it connect with his jaw, but that could cost him. One error and you’ll tear him apart, meticulous like a scientist, hungry like a monster.

Floyd would know of no greater bliss.

Unbothered by the threat, he tugs you towards him. You stumble, caught wholly off guard, and fall into him. In one fluid motion, Floyd sweeps you into a waltz. The knife falls to the floor in a noisy clatter. Your attempt to swoop down and procure it is useless, for he just pulls you along. 

You look at him next, confusion smoldering in your questioning gaze.

He smiles. “Wasn’t gonna have the chance at Courtship. Might as well do it now, right?”

“You…wanted to dance with me? That’s all?” 

“I wanted to watch some other small fry scoop you up,” he jokes, but the humor doesn’t reach his eyes. “Course I wanted to dance with you.”

“Why?”

“So even someone smart like you doesn’t have all the answers.”

You scowl. “Stop avoiding the matter at hand.”

“Who said anything about that? Ain’t I givin’ the Colony what it wants? A show.”

You try to protest, but it sticks in your throat when he forces you into a twirl. You pull back just enough to break free from his hold, and then you’re lunging for the knife. It’s within your reach—your fingers brush the handle—and then Floyd’s hand closes around your wrist, and you’re yanked back into the dance. He glides to a silent melody, his feet clicking out a rhythm you’re unfamiliar with. In an effort to gain an iota of control, you pull him in the direction of the fallen blade. Though your movements are stilted and awkward, you keep up with his tempo to the best of your ability. Floyd allows you to edge closer and closer to the knife and, just when you think you might finally secure it, he kicks it away with the tip of his shoe.

“You have every opportunity to hit me and win.”

“I do.”

“So why aren’t you doing it?” you seethe, gripping his hands tightly. “Why won’t you fight me?”

“Cuz I’m not predator or prey. I don’t fit in your little hypothesis.”

“But you do. The moray eel is—”

Floyd spins you once and then, while you’re still reeling from the sudden change, drops you into a smooth dip. You cling to his shoulders, your chest heaving—whether from frustration or shock, he’s not sure.

“I don’t wanna hit you.”

“The law of life and death dictates that—”

“Yeah, yeah. That you gotta survive no matter what. No matter the cost.”

“So why… Why are you so… Why won’t you…” You shake your head. The words are jumbled on your tongue. “You’re an enigma. I truly can’t understand you.”

“What’s there to understand?” He lifts you up, keeping you at a proper distance. “If ya pull me out from under your microscope, you might see the things you’re missin’.”

“I’m not missing anything,” you argue with an indignant scoff.

“Sure you aren’t.”

Your retribution mirrors your own disposition: brutal and punctual. You hook your arms around his neck and pull. He lets his body crumble and you, swift like a hatchet, stick your leg out to catch his ankle. He falls but not before he brings you down with him.

It’s quiet like the grave, save for your haggard breaths. Floyd props himself up on his palms and peers at you. 

You’re looking right back, tracing the markings under his eyes like they’re something to fear. “You—” you suck in a shaky breath; sweat dribbles down your cheek— “are the most infuriating creature I have ever had the displeasure of knowing.”

He chuckles. “You like me.”

“What a lofty, baseless allegation.”

“Don’t need proof when it’s the truth.”

You sneer at him and crawl towards the knife. Floyd grabs your ankle and drags you back. It earns him a kick in the ribs, but it’s worth it. You wrestle him on the floor, grabbing at his ear fins and tugging. Still, for all of the pain you put him through, he doesn’t budge.

Finally, you break.

“You’re the worst! I don’t understand… Everything… I’ve done everything and you still won’t fight back. What must I do?”

Floyd chokes on his laughter.

You’re crying.

For the first time since he’s known you, real, raw tears run from your eyes in thick, black globs. Your rings flash, albeit much dimmer than before.

“An utter nuisance… I’ve never understood you.”

He opens his mouth, revealing rows of razored teeth, and he almost says it: I love you.

Instead, he lifts his finger to your eye. You blink at him, paralyzed. You look scared and small, uncertain.

His shoulders slump, but he manages a strained smile. “No shame in bein’ a masochist.”

He waits for the bite of a deadly backhand. You pat his cheek weakly and sniffle.

“I was so rude to you… Nothing but a mean-hearted bully.”

“That’s fine.”

“I gave you some ghastly bruises.”

“You did.”

“And you just…took it.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“If it was me—”

“You’d get ’em back, yeah? I don’t work like that. Not with you.”

“So you truly are a shameless masochist.”

Floyd flashes his teeth at you in a gleeful grin. “Only for you.”

“Hah… Right. Of course.” Your lips quirk with wry amusement. “I was never going to succeed, was I?”

“Failed right from the start.” When you don’t reply, he tries again. “You…would’ve hated Courtship.”

“It was lame, wasn’t it?”

“The lamest.”

“Yeah, I had a feeling it would be.”

Silence stretches between you. Gingerly, you reach for his face. Your thumbs trace a path from his jaw to his nose.

It’s over. He’s had his fun.

“Thanks for stickin’ with me all this time. If I’d known we’d be here, I woulda done somethin’ for ya. Gotten a gift or…found ya some fruit. Made ya something artsy—I dunno. Anything to say congrats.”

“You’re strange.”

“I get that a lot.”

“It’s not a bad thing.”

“Yeah?” At your nod, he chuckles. “Good. That means you’ll have a harder time forgetting me.”

“As if I would ever forget you. But if I did, would you come back to hit me?”

“You’re askin’ like you’re not already aware of the answer.”

“Futile as it may be, it was worth a try.”

Floyd takes hold of the knife. It glints in the light, a harsh reminder of what’s to come. Dutifully, he presses it into your hands and remains propped above you. His hands are at either side of your face; you’re pinned beneath his shadow.

“You said one night isn’t enough for real love. Do you think that’ll ever change? Maybe one day you’ll finally—”

Harbor the same parasite as me.

Disregarding the knife, you grip fistfuls of Floyd’s shirt and wrench him towards you. He spies liquid cobalt leaking from your lips just as they connect with his mouth. It’s a messy first kiss, a tangle of numb tongues. You pursue him hungrily, sweet and sour like fruit that’s on the precipice of ripe and not-yet-ripe. In the haze of it all, Floyd forgets to savor it.

He loses the feeling in his throat by the time he remembers to do that.

Your lips separate. A thin, translucent string of saliva comes apart with you.

“That word you kept from me—its meaning—I finally figured it out.”

“Yeah?” he asks, growing hazier by the minute. “What’s it mean?”

Like a beached whale suffocating on land, his systems are shutting down. Amidst the fog, he watches your rings undulate like waves lapping at an eroded shoreline. The sea will always take in the same fashion it gives: suddenly and magically, a rush of salt to sanitize sin. He’s happy, but perhaps that’s just the tsunami of endorphins flooding his brain.

“Sagwa, a human word for apple, also means apology.”

Floyd smiles in his daze. That’s his Queen, always so clever.

“You probably learned it that same night.”

“I won’t confirm or deny that.”

“How long am I gonna have to wait to know?”

“How long are you willing to wait?”

He blinks down at the blade in his stomach. You twist until you find bone.

If it hurts, he doesn’t feel it.

The edges of his world are darkening at a rapid pace. He can only see you and your beautiful, ugly expression. It’s all he’s ever wanted: to behold you at your most primal.

“Forever if I have to.”

“Really? You’d do that for me?” You look surprised. Is it really that startling?

Floyd smiles, and this time the corners of his mouth meet his eyes. It’s a peace he’s never known before. Bittersweet like apples and apologies.

“Only for you.”

And then, like he did at the start of his first pulsation, when his feet touched ground for the first time, he falls.

You’re there to catch him. It’s the first and last time you’ve ever done so.

[minusgangtime]

(In case I'm gonna do a Sprunki blog one of these days- Let me just put this here lol

(It's very long so read if you can-

(TW: Mentions of death, gore, mutilation at the horror world part)

So I think this AU will be where the happy world and the horror world are seperate alternate universes- I'm still working on the AU's name :T

Oh, and btw, most of the things here are canon divergent, so I might not follow up with most of the lore ☝️

First of, we have the happy world-

Oren, Raddy and Pinki are in a poly relationship (Oren is dating both Raddy and Pinki- Raddy and Pinki aren't dating but are good friends)

Oren is the defintion of a cool cat (cool butterfly??) and love skateboards

Raddy (the red dinosaur(?)) likes sports and working out (and needs anger management ngl-)

Clukr (silver beetle) and Garnold (golden yellow fish) are inventors and work partners on building robots and machines (maybe they're not just "friends"? 👀)

Fun Bot and Mr. Fun Computer look up to Clukr and Garnold as their father figures since they've built them

Vineria (green snail) is a gardener and is into plants

Vineria wears a wig-

Gray and Wenda are opposites but are best friends (not related but they've known each other for a long time)

Gray (grey cat-like demon) is quiet and introverted while Wenda (white kitty) is chatty and extroverted

Brud (brown dog-like slime creature) isn't really the brightest Sprunki but he's a very silly and goofy guy :3

OWAKCX (lime hedgehog) (pronounced oh-wah-ka-ks") works as businessman

Most of the Sprunkis call OWAKCX "Lime" cuz it's easier (he doesn't mind tho)

OWAKCX has a crush on Vineria but is nervous to tell her in person

Sky (sky blue bear cub) is the youngest of the Sprunkis (he's 14 while everyone else are adults)

Sky likes collecting plushies- His favorites are teddy bears

Durple (purple dragon) is a collector and can play the trumpet- He also likes reading books

Mr. Sun is pretty much a talking sentient sun- That's it :P

Mr. Tree is a talking sentient tree who has a lot of wisdom- He's also lived around to be 50 years old

Simon (yellow alien) is described as "eater of foods" :P

Simon has golden retriever energy :>

Tunner (tan reptile bunny hybrid) is the sheriff of the Sprunkis and tries to protect them from danger

Pinki (pink bunny) is big sweetheart and cares a lot for her friends

Jevin (blue vampire bat) is a mysterious guy- But despite his ominous look, he's pretty chill and tries to join the other Sprunkis' activities

Jevin and Tunner are married ^^

Blackhat (unknown entity) is.. well.. pretty much a terrible person- He's in jail-

OWAKCX and Blackhat have some.. pretty bad history- It could explain why he's super anxious and paranoid

And now the horror world..

The horror world was like the happy world until Wenda found a black hat that she given by a mysterious black figure

Oren had the inside of his body cut open- He's also blind in both eyes

Raddy got hung by his neck and had half of his face and the lower part of his body ripped off

Clukr's cymbal crushed half of his head

Fun Bot and Mr. Fun Computer have no injuries but seem aware of what's going on (they've seen some things-)

Vineria got mutated by her wig where this version of hers turned out to be a fungus

Gray is uninjured and was able to escape, but he's very traumatized- He just wants his friend back <:(

Brud got half of his head bitten off by Simon (he doesn't feel any pain, which is why he's alive)

Garnold got the springlock treatment in his own robot suit

OWAKCX had the skin of his mouth and lower body ripped off like it was paper

Sky got himself impaled by four metal rods (jesus.. ._.)

Similar to Fun Bot and Mr. Fun Computer, Mr. Sun and Mr. Tree have no injuries but are very aware of what's going on

Durple got corrupted and became an abnormal entity- He also has a very stretchy mouth

Simon morphed himself to be more monstrous

Simon bit Brud out of hunger which he instantly regretted (Brud quickly forgave him cuz he doesn't even remember the incident lol)

Due to stress, Tunner shot himself in the head, thinking he wasn't able save all his fellow Sprunkis and he failed as a sheriff (thankfully he was found by Jevin)

Wenda is either possessed and/or manipulated by the black hat, which she ended up attempting to murder some of her friends

Pinki got her face ripped off by a wooden plank (HTF reference?)

Jevin also escaped uninjured, but is determined to put an end what is happening

Legends say that even Wenda is fighting off the black hat..

Thank you for coming to my lore dumping UvU)

[simonsdiarysprunki]

Information about the characters in the AU

Simon!!! - Bigender. He/they and veryyyy rarely she. He uses the name Syd / Sydney sometimes when he is in the mood for she/her. Grayace but even though he and Gray have romantic involvement even if they're in denial they don't get together until everything goes back to normal. He wears horror movie shirts, baggy pants and or tshirts with shorts. An alien little yellow pikmin thing he has no idea what he is. HE LOVES HIS ROLLER SKATES and he is very good at handling his hoverboard. he watches horror movies 24/7 and forces everyone to do so too. ☠️ Pinki doesn't care though . After he recovers from being a monster he gains an eating disorder for a while until he manages to fix it/make it less worse.

Gray!!! - cisman he/him. Deadpan bitch. Baggy clothes, usually listens to mcr. A demon in the form of a cat. He loves reading books under trees (Mr.Tree specifically) and had a toxic relationship with Wenda until they broke up.

Brud!!! - Cisman they/he. Wears bucket ALWAYS!!!!!! Random 80s dad clothes he borrowed. Brown creature idk. Asexual idk what bro likes prolly no one. SMARTER THAN HE LOOKS! Googly eyes but only focus if he's rrly invested in sth

Durple!!! - What is even bro 😭😭😭 idk any prns I call himmmm.. prolly he/any I have no idea random baggies.... dragon creature but VERYTYY FLUFFY lil tiny wings. After he became normal his jaw would hurt for days.

Vineria!!! - genderfluid. he/she wendas partner. Snail ???? Thing??? He spends most of his time gardening and wears hippie clothes cuz he is.... her eyes hurt after she became normal but she generally fine.

Fun Bot!!! - robot any prns it/they main I guess Clukr and Garnolds son they built them. Hearts everyone and is energetic as fuck . Hands can turn to guns but broke halfway through the story.

Pinki!!! - she/her bunny! Loves dressing up all girly and then puts the most punk makeup and jackets imaginable. Oren and Raddys gf . Probably is insane cause she watches horror movies w Simon without even screaming. After they all became normal her face was fixed.

Jevin!!! - he/blue bunny, pinkis lil bro he/him. Cultist, the one who summoned black but is too much of a coward to admit it. Has little wings in his legs and back.

Oren!!! - he/him. YURI I mean what. Butch lesbian wow we love that. Wants to propose to Pinki and Raddy. Little big ass baggy jackets and is a huge rap fan and listens to Snoop Dogg , Tyler the creator etc. DJ!.

Clukr !!!! - idk little silver drum creature. he/him OLD ASS MAN /jk he and gar are like 5 years older than everyone else. Built Funbot and Funcomputer , fluffy hair

Garnold!!! - mouse in a gold suit and looks like. Robot. With rollerboots. He/they. GOOD AT BUILDING ROBOTS he loves them and is against using ai for art and only for robots.

Sky!!!! - MINOR MINOR MINOR NO. He/him now later when 17 she/her trans woman .. comfy fluffy clothes LOVES TEDDY BEARS he has a giant collectuon. Silly boy and is quite fucking rude.

Tunner!!! - hare, not related to Jevin and Pinki and he is dating Jevin. Whistles well, Simon is like a lil bro to him he's his biggest fan ... He/him cowboy clothes I'm wahhahshsbs just wants to protect his friends

OWAKCX or just lime!!! - crazy hedgehog thing his fur spikes up. Vineria is his crush and Brud too but never tells them . The only time he calms down is when Vineria brushes his fur and he wears teb most 2000s shit imaginable .

Black or Mr. Black or the Entity. - fucking hate him it/he uhmmmmm creature with funky face he can possess and turn anyone to monsters

Mr. Tree and Mr. Sun! - underrated imo anyway both he/they/it whatever the wisdom source .. everyone is doomed w out em.

Mr. Fun computer!! - the only source of hope of evegdone ATM. He can fight Blacks virus off but it's still infected he/it

[cool-cube]

a little alien concept sketch I made cuz I love making aliens

Snail-Shell is the Omnitrix's sample of a Gastro-Compositoid, hailing from the planet of Molo-Mos-Kura. For millions of years, these snail-like creatures were barely sentient omnivores who were an easy kill for bigger, stronger predators. But after getting a bit smarter, they put their abnormal legs and slime to good use, becoming feared among those that hunted them.

Snail-Shell uses his thick slime and strange, lanky limbs to pull together nearby objects & materials, forming crude weapons & armour out of whatever he finds. He isn't all that strong so he's usually forced to grab lighter objects that aren't as taxing to carry around. If there isn't anything to stick to, Snail-Shell can always hide in his... well... shell, but doing so leaves him with no way to fight back. His real body is rather sensitive and delicate, especially to salt, so be sure to keep some on you if you plan to take on this slimy fella!

[johnny2071]

Monster Rancher Rap Lyrics

Get a disk, take a risk! Spin it fast, through the past! Unlock it, reclaim it, you can tame it! Unlock your disk!

Part 1:

Captain Black Dino, one of Moo's best (Unlock your disk!) Lead the Black Dinos on every conquest (Unlock your disk!) Little Spot Dino is harmless enough To unlock the Kuro, you gotta be tough Captain Kuro will stomp and brawl These monsters rule, unlock 'em all Unlock it, unlock it, unlock your disk!

Part 2:

Isn't a Jell a slippery fool? (Unlock your disk!) With Captain Jell, these monsters rule! (Unlock your disk!) Worm from below explode through the force (Unlock 'em all!) Clays and their captain have no remorse (Unlock 'em all!) Jump, smash, and roar! Get off the floor! These monsters fight, unlock 'em today!

Part 3:

Find the Seed Sisters charming but frightening (Unlock 'em all!) Or the Usabas quicker than lightning (Unlock 'em all!) There's Evil Hare, and his captain (Unlock your disk!) They love to fight like Pirate Dragons (Unlock your disk!) Mighty they battle, mighty they fall These monsters rule, unlock 'em all

Part 4:

The Phoenix soars like Master Moo (Unlock 'em all!) Everybody wants 'em, how about you? (Unlock 'em all!) Moo is the giant, baddest of bad (Unlock your disk!) The Nagas fight form, to resist would be mad (Unlock your disk!) 400 monsters, all shapes and sizes You can't predict them, they're full of surprises

Part 5:

Gali, one of Moo's big bad four (Unlock 'em all!) Big Blue, a monster with power and more (Unlock 'em all!) Pixie's a mystery, who's side is she on? (Unlock your disk!) She's one of Moo's four before how long? (Unlock your disk!) Cliffs and tornadoes, from out and within 400 monsters, someone will win

Part 6:

Monol's a monster with a story to tell (Unlock your disk!) The Joker is wild and he leaves a spell (Unlock your disk!) Up are the Zillas, crash and a thwomp (Unlock your disk!) And then top it off with their Zilla-Kong (Unlock 'em all!) Monol. Joker, and Zills too 400 in all, see what they do

Part 7:

Gray Wolf and Tiger, brothers but foes (Unlock your disk!) Golem doesn't think fightin' solves woes (Unlock your disk!) Join up with Hare who likes a good box (Unlock 'em all!) He's the team planner, smart like a fox (Unlock your disk!) Some of them friendly, some of them not 400 monsters, which ones have you got?

Part 8:

Mocchi is pink, but Mocchi is tough (Unlock your disk!) Zuum troops and their captain play kind of rough (Unlock your disk!) Suezo looks far, soars through the skies Looking for Rockies, they aren't bad guys Horn the pirate says that he's pure, But he's a monster, can you be sure? Unlock it, unlock it, Unlock your disk!

Part 9:

Don't pet Jagd Hound, because he will attack (Unlock your disk!) Unless he decides to do a backtrack (Unlock your disk!) Half-horse and half-man, Chariot will fight (Unlock 'em all!) Any old creature he finds in his sight (Unlock 'em all!) If you were Endbringer, would you call it a day? I wouldn't bet on it! Forget it, no way!

Part 10:

Shaped like an urn, Bajarl hoards men (Unlock your disk!) Including a town, can't tell where it's been (Unlock your disk!) General Kato is good and wise (Unlock 'em all!) He knows how it works, the summit surprise (Unlock 'em all!) Monol is flat, but Monol is deep His biggest problem, he falls asleep

Part 11:

Here come the Arrowheads, fighting with claws (Unlock your disk!) Not like Eared Mew, who only has paws (Unlock your disk!) The Tainted Cat Brothers are quick and they're bad (Unlock 'em all!) They're whirlwind-fast, so don't get 'em mad (Unlock 'em all!) So many monsters, so little time, Check 'em all out, while they're still in their prime

Part 12:

Niton's a snail, fast talkin' and bold (Unlock your disk!) He'd give up his mother just for some gold (Unlock your disk!) This one comes back each time as an Ape (Unlock 'em all!) Sweet Baby Bossy just can't escape (Unlock 'em all!) Stone Dragon's spewin' cracklin' fire, Unlock 'em all, cuz they're all for hire

Part 13:

Think of a square standing on end (Unlock your disk!) You got Color Pandora, watch it descend (Unlock your disk!) Lilim is cute, but this one's no fun (Unlock 'em all!) She wants all the marbles for her honey-bun (Unlock 'em all!) General Durahan demands it all, He seizes the world at his beck and call

Part 14:

High in the mountain, look for a thrill (Unlock your disk!) A monster that ice-bites, that would be Jill (Unlock your disk!) Gangster's tricky like most monsters are (Unlock 'em all!) Especially the Weeds, who's tricky by far (Unlock 'em all!) Some are too kind, and some are not nice, Unlock 'em all, it's good advice

Part 15:

Ape and Rock Ape fight dirty and mean (Unlock your disk!) When they go at each other, it's quite a scene (Unlock your disk!) The Astros seek vengeance from outer space (Unlock 'em all!) They'll take it out on the whole human race (Unlock 'em all!) Some monsters are good, some monsters are bad, Unlock 'em all, you gonna be glad

Part 16:

Baku's a pet who does a brave deed (Unlock your disk!) That kind of monster is one that we need (Unlock your disk!) Beware, the Knight Mocchis look sweet, but they're not (Unlock 'em all!) You see them coming, don't you get caught (Unlock 'em all!) Metal Jell is a Jell with a 'tude, Don't wanna meet him when he's in a mood

[mi-i-zori]

Lucky Frog

CoD - 141 x Snail (OC/Fem!Reader)

SYNOPSIS : It’s hard for Gaz to stay positive when a mission fails. Thankfully, being paired with Snail always makes it better.

WARNINGS : None. But please read the Author’s Note below.

Author’s Note : Snail is an OC that can be read as a Fem!Reader - I do my best not to describe her too much, but may sometimes say she’s small (height) and has long hair.

I also want to give tons of love to @dragonnarrative-writes for giving le the courage to post the little thingies I wrote about this OC !

I do not give anyone permission to re-publish and/or translate my work, be it here or on any other platform, including AI.

OC Masterlist

Main Masterlist

A Little Snail Under the Rain - Masterlist

Sometimes, missions don’t go the way Kyle thought they would. A frustrating fact that turns to be infuriating when Laswell’s voice echoes from his radio, telling him the very intel that started the current endeavour was rotten from the beginning.

In front of him, at the bottom of the muddy cliff he perched himself on, the building that was supposed to be the enemy’s base looms silently under the pouring rain.

« They left a while ago, » Laswell concludes, and Kyle swears he can hear the grey walls laughing at him amidst the cackles of the rain.

Just as he lets out a flowery string of curses, the familiar silhouette of his teammate crawls next to him. Snail isn’t faring any better than he is ; yet despite the mud, twigs and leaves sticking out of her uniform and helmet, Kyle discerns a peculiar kind of excitement glinting in her eyes.

« Gaz, look ! » She whispers, her grin disappearing for a second as she sputters against the water dripping down her face.

The sergeant looks down at her extended hand. There, among a ball of mud, a tiny frog peacefully sits. Barely visible, even with its throat bobbing in and out in a typical froggy way, the tiny creature holds his bewildered gaze. It blinks once, then a second time before suddenly hopping out of Snail’s palm. So quick he immediately looses sight of it.

Snail looks up at him.

« That was a crappy mission, » she states, « but at least we got to see a frog. »

Kyle barely has the strength to nod.

She pauses for a second, glancing up at the rain - silently enjoying the way it licks at her face and cleans the dirt staining her cheeks. Then she turns to him again, her smile now akin to a leprechaun’s. With a tiny laugh, she sploshes the ball of mud the frog once sat in against his shoulder.

« C’mon, at least we’re lucky ! »

« Lucky ? How ? »

« Cuz we got to see a frog ! »

Kyle can’t help but snort. Typical Snail, he thinks. He’s yet to understand how she always stays so positive despite everything they have to go through ; but her constant enthusiasm, although sometimes a little bit unsettling, keeps reaching through his own foul mood.

He has to admit, he sometimes tends to grumble more because of it. But he’s thankful for her presence.

« You’re right, » he says, looping a tired arm around her shoulders.

« Thanks, Snail. »

[the-firebird69]

Only took a day and a half so any flushed out those snails but there are a lot because they put eggs in fertilize and he was infested and all through his body and tequila got rid of like 90% and it was time for dark walnut and a sunset it and he tried it it did a few times everything started dying and he can feel it and they die and he's scanning with the MRI now and can see a few so he does a dark walnut a little. Yes maybe I should see a nurse or something so he's asking around they said we all doctors but so he goes and ask a nurse and she said you have to come in so he's got an appointment it wasn't that bad that's left it's got dark walnut with him he says he have to be careful not to kill yourself and he goes oh yeah he's going to go there today but really he drinks like half a bottle of tequila and it started coming out and he said his blood was 2.0 he says I can't reach 3.0 I said most drunk drivers are in 3.0 so he laughed and it's true this drank it drank the like a quarter more and oodles came out hey drank more and until the fish the bottle it's like in a 4.0 he was a UMass it'll be a passing grade UMass it's a passing grade which has some meaning and he felt good and still like 20 came out and he said how long would it take for the rest to get out he says I don't know you need to go to the doctor and get special medicine that is right sorry he's going to go today but he's kind of infected with aaybe we think he probably got them all. They're not a special type of snail no and they're around here and they're they're deadly and they've been in Florida for one time so people wear shoes and that's what you see infecting people in their feet are these things and that's why he wears sandals so get mad when you have a step on the floor and then you show us all this s*** so we are upset with you he does take iodine in and it's deadly to these creatures and his blood has been tested and they do not do well against it they can't even smell it basically and they tried eating it on the we tested it well someone did no that we test it yes and they cannot bite it without dying so good and keeps him alive it's like a battery eventually it's going to be a better and his immune system will destroy anything like that right now we're waiting for people to stop bothering us

Thor Freya

Olympus

We're in hitting and pulling out and until it comes down so we can do work but yeah it was a good job he helped the guy and he felt good with tequila and he goes just one more shot so it goes and finds it and it's real strong and he drinks it and it goes good you didn't feel that bad or that drunk he knows if you can walk the line you probably need a couple more so he tried walking the line and he goes okay so he does it and he can walk the line so he drinks a few more and he says I can't so what you do is you kind of sit there he says you move around slowly not too much cuz you just flushed the alcohol out and he moves around a little bit now and again walks around they're out like another 50 and a small and then another 60 and they made pockets and they're gone and we estimate that he might have some but really heat blasted the crap on him and slapped all night and he had a few there in bed and he gets off and he washes the sheets with bleach it says now what are you guys usually do and he knows what to do and he started to throw up a little and he had some in there and no and he says I have to try and heal a little and then he's saying you got to go to the hospital and they'll clear you out with pharmacy medicine and so he's going to do that I can send it all said oh I had these and it like validates their threat and he goes that's stupid so he's going today and they're giving medicine and actually works a dark walnut works too but you have to take a bunch and he might get hurt they don't like salt they can live in it but they don't like it there are some things that work but most of them are painful and they kind of know what it works but they want to do a regimen and he's off to do it pretty soon and it works for us

My son is going okay he's got iodine and salt and eat some nuts but he drinks a lot of blueberry juice and that is poisonous to a lot of bugs not real poisonous but he is taking in a lot of iodine that stuff works and it goes in the bloodstream and we do know there's nothing in it and nothing in his poo poo either but people panic you know but really you can see what it really takes if just one does it usually they won't survive that his immune system was taxed and he's damn lucky he got those the hell off him and his friends were horrified and he was horrified and he was going to inject poison into his arm and his friend said no you don't want to do that it'll destroy the area you put it in and it's kind of true but not really so he was going to try but it didn't do it it says kind of happy but then he said no it would have worked better but there are way too many and he was upset and it's a very upsetting and he knows who did it and today is going to get him

Bitol and Goddess wife we're loading up here with clearing them out and it's going to work and we are going to do a lot of work and he's suggesting that we get something going and I do understand it

Olympus

I see what you're just saying I saw it before and we're working on it and it's kind of slow going but we're getting ready

Thor Freya

You're hopelessly romantic can you make me sick I love you too and I really can't wait to get out of here it says I'm going to have a 24-hour watch once you move you louse so the guys and girls have to make sure and yeah I get that

Hera

Haha

Zues

It's not funny you little s*** but again it is and I'm glad your roof is going up and it's nice

Hera

[hungry-skeleton]

what's a mantis shrimp I keep hearing about it but I struggle to comprehend it.

OMG I LOVE MANTIS SHRIMP!!

This is a mantis shrimp! Fuckin crazy looking right? Well just you wait cuz this things raw power doesn't stop at its appearance

The mantis shrimp has the most powerful punch in the animal kingdom. Those little bug hands can shatter snail shells, crab armor, and even human fingers! In fact it's punch is so fast that it literally heats up the same water around it and causes air bubbles to form

LOOK AT THIS VIDEO. MAN'S LITERALLY KARATE CHOPPED A CRABS ARM OFF

There's also this famous video of a mantis shrimp punching this guy's foot. BEWARE THERE IS BLOOD! if you're too squeamish to watch this shrimp literally punches a hole through this guy's boot and slices his foot open

Truly a fucked up creature, but I love it so much

[slashingdisneypasta]

Hello. What about a villain SO who adores animals for Captain Hook, Hades, Dr. Facilier, Bill Cipher, Beetlejuice, and Jafar? Thank you hun😊🍯

Hope you like these ^^

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Beetlejuice:

·         I wouldn’t put it past him to make one or two beastiality jokes…

·         But apart from that, he doesn’t half mind animals either! (And he finds it endearing to see you playing with them, not that he cares to identify at all the warm, soothing feeling in his chest when he sees you boop your nose against a tortoise’s.) He’d love a dog, or… a tiger. A dinosaur would be ideal.

·         But actually, its animals that tend to have a problem with him.

·         Cuz of course animals are a lot more sensitive than humans tend to be to ghosts, and demons, and souls. And his soul is pretty damn mucky. BJ has met exactly zero animal’s so far (Since his death) that haven’t taken an immediate dislike of him. They hiss at him, or growl, or try to wriggle away even if they aren’t being held by him; Just nearby to him.

·         He scares them because they can feel his evil and want nothing to do with it.

·         So your dreams of adopting a dog with your new ghostie bf will need to be put on a back burner. Maybe he can lasso a sandworm and y’all can name her Rose and she can be your pet? He absolutely does not want you to be sad because of him!!

Bill Cipher:

·         “ooOOH, what kind? Anglerfish? Clown fish? Sharks? Lobsters? Giant Squid? Wolffish? The Textile Cone Snail’s native to the Red Sea, Indian Ocean and Oceania waters? Octopus? Lock Ness Monster? Mermaids? Shrimp? Koi? M E G A L A D O N S? OH OH- THE KRAKEN?”

·         “Wow, that was a lotta underwater stuff. I mean, yeah, they’re all great but also land animals and birds… And I don’t think all those are actually real?”

·         “Heheh, that’s what you think… “His body loses its colour and becomes like a Bill Shaped screen, like he does sometimes when he’s brainstorming, and you just catch a picture of somewhere under the ocean and a beautiful, purple tale flapping out of the picture and a flash of soft, human skin just above it. Your eyes blow wide open. “Y/N, remember 80 percent of the ocean is unexplored.”

·         SO, yeah. Bill’s really into underwater creatures. It is the most mysterious part of earth and in it lives some of the world’s freakiest creatures.

·         He’ll install a whole aquarium in your house out of excitement, and inside? Nothing but angler fish, giant squids to watch you while you sleep and beautifully coloured sea snails climbing up the glass walls.

·         Land animals though and birds? Very little interest. Birds get points only for being close to dinosaurs (You ask about reptiles in that case and his eye inverts in its colouring. His ‘skin’ goes red. “Those jerks know what they did.”), but still he’d much rather talk about star fish! Get ready to be more educated about the ocean’s weirdest creatures and mysterious happenings then you ever wanted to be.

Captain Hook:

·         He has very confused feelings about this- especially when you act so chummy with Tik Tok who, naturally, loves you and your T-Bone steak snacks.

·         On one hand, if you’re feeding Tik Tok then Tik Tok probably won’t feel the need or be able, to eat him.

·         But on the other- bEtrAyER! How could you feed and love that monster, that has plagued his life for years and made his existence a living hell?

·         But then again, the fact that Tik Tok is now often too full to bother with him rears its head again and he calms down.

·         Because of this, its typical that he says nothing when you have animals around (Any animal. They all remind him of Tik Tok. Scales, fur, or feather). He’ll want to. Gosh, the need to speak will overflow in his throat and he’ll take a deep breath- … but then no words come out. He forces it down. Because he can’t mention his dislike without mentioning his relief also, so speaking at all would really just make you confused and feel bad and leave him frustrated because he doesn’t know how either of you could change to make this better for anyone, so its just not worth it.  

·         So then he just walks away.

·         Its pretty humorous to see, actually. Because he’s just all grumpy and slouching off, maybe shaking his head and muttering, and you’re all wide eyed and confused. Holding, like, a budgie or a snake or something.

·         The other pirates are keeping a tally.

·         Bonus point: He’s not scared (Or allergic) of any other animals apart from Tik Tok, so you don’t have to worry about him being skittish or anything.

Dr Facilier:

·         Frogs are a difficult subject for him so enjoy amphibian cuties somewhere that he is not, please. Also rabbits- there was an incident before you came along that he does not speak of.

·         Other then that, Facilier is basically a normal person about animals. He can appreciate a nice zoo visit every now and then and pet the odd dog or cat but with you in his life he never wants to go to a zoo again. And he’s bored as hell by everyday pets.

·         But he won’t tell you he’s sick of all the animals. Nay, nay. Its one of those things where you love the person, so you put up with the crazy/annoying shit they love. Like ‘Yes, yes. Very interesting, cher… ‘ when you talk about it, while he’s actually reading the newspaper and he hasn’t heard anything you said. After all, you stay quiet when he’s plotting or cackling over something he did to a victim that day. Its only fair.

·         He is fascinated, though, when he’s just watching you (Sometimes he just sits back and observes you doing your thing. Its relaxing for him) and he notices little quirks you’ve picked up from various creatures. Like the way you curl up when you’re lying down on the couch and how you shrink back from things that happened to surprise you, similar to a big cat. Your eyes are focused like a wild animal, too. Very cute.

·         Lots of animal-themed nicknames.

Hades:

·         “You know, some tell me I’m a kinda animal, babe… “He wiggles his eyebrows at you over his mug of whatever-he-drinks (You fear asking, after watching him eat a bowl of worms), offering his best (And funniest) bedroom eyes to you.

·         “Yes, but are you as cute as this snake Hades?? Are you?? Look into these eyes and tell me this snek is not as cute as you are.” You lift the little grass snake gently from the table and onto your arm, letting him wrap its body around you and lift his head to look around; Checking out what’s up. He was getting his scales stroked good; Why has it stopped?  

·         “Pfft,” Hades rolls his eyes, returning to the chess board in front of him (He likes to play both sides and challenge himself).

·         Okay so, Hades can take or leave most animals. But it’s so cute that you love them, so he lets you keep them around. Whatever animals you like (Don’t worry, you also have the proper equipment and enclosures for them, and Hades makes another God, who is an expert on all things animals, come by whenever you have a question), and however many you like. I mean, what’s the good of being a God if you can’t spoil yourself and your preciously excited, human significant other?

·         So you have, like, Reptiles at the west end of his underworld castle, nocturnal animals on the east, more pet-type animals like dogs and cats and rabbits in the living area part of the castle, etc.

·         The animals give Pain and Panic a hugely hard time, which Hades thinks is a great bonus to doing this for you.

·         He really loves it when you call him and yourself the animal’s parents. Yes, call me Daddy, babes. Its fine by me!

Jafar:

·         Oh my god, the disdain in his voice when he looks from you, practically bouncing on the heels of your feet and to the fluffy white kitty you’ve gently shoved in his hands- which he holds at nearly a full arm’s length away from him. “Eugh. Really?”

·         “What’s wrong! ? Isn’t she the cutest?”

·         “She’ll get fur everywhere.”

·         “Oh, that’s rich… “You say, side eye-ing Iago, who’s making a face at the cat from Jafar’s other shoulder. “Iago stress moults- and you stress him out all the time!”

·         A dramatic, offended gasp erupts from one of the two males (Not gonna tell you who). “It is aesthetically pleasing mess!”

·         So basically if the animal doesn’t speak a language he understands, he doesn’t care for it. You’re going to be fighting him on this for the rest of your life, Y/N. (Or his. I mean, I heard evil double crossing sorcerer vizier’s are dying at an accelerated rate these days. Hm, mysterious.).

[pirate-kwazii]

Watching Caves of Sac Actun for the first time and...

Decided to write down what I was thinking while watching it

“What’s in there?” “I don’t know, cave monsters probably” Kwazii what the hell

Did Dashi’s va change? She sounds different

And they are abandoning the Gup H, of course

Peso no!!!!!!

Of course they are in the forest without captains octocompass

Now the fish pack is leaking... naturally

Following the birds that knocked you out of the sky? Why not? Why are they just repeating “water”

Is that a cenote? (Is that how you spell it?)

It is!

“You must give something to the Great Guardians of the cenote!” *silence* “that’s us” “oh!”

I feel like the iguanas and Kwazii would get along

“We should wait here” *octopus coughs* well then

They’re going through the caves? Do they have enough oxygen for that?

Captain: we don’t have the right equipment

Peso: *sad face*

Captain: alright let’s do it

Inkling seven on one doesn’t seem fair... though to be fair if he needs that many to beat Kwazii then he must be really good

Well at least they noticed that Peso and Barnacles are gone

Kwazii’s pulling a Barnacles and telling someone else to sound the OctoAlert while standing two feet away from it

“You’ll have to go by... land” *dun dun dun*

Why does she have a crate of carrots

They already got to the Caribbean Sea?? Why didn’t Barnacles and Peso just use that to begin with???

Captain: hey can ya tell where the fresh water is

Coba: Coba coba!

Captain: what the fuck does that mean

Oh god captain looks nervous that’s not good

Is he claustrophobic

Why is he talking about ice did something happen

They found fossils what the hell how are they so calm about this

And peso can’t see now- HIS HELMET OH GOD NO

How did he not know he was upside down the water feels different upside down

Glue ain’t gonna help you if water leaks through

Coba you are freakin useless you don’t even show up until too late

Captains scared oh no-

Whoever drew this missing pictures are really good artists

Oh Dashi found the cave- and she took a picture and swam away

“I don’t think they’re in the Caribbean Sea” what could’ve given that away Dashi

Dead end. Of course.

*tosses Coba onto hat*

Oh rad there are bats

The trees are shaking and you didn’t notice?

“Uh-oh! We lost!!” Same

“Any luck?” “I found a mango” me

Is she gonna find the Gup H

“Found it!” *holds up snail* *holds up mango*

“*sigh* What did you find now” “captains compass!”

Oh good she did find the Gup H

They found the cave captain and peso went into!!

Why did she call them with his compass-

“Watery cave” “more like watery grave!!” Pfft

I love how Kwazii knew exactly who the iguanas were

*describes mango*

You didn’t think to mention the shaking trees earlier Grouber?!?!?!

“They’re gonna run out of air before they get there” called it

“Remember, not everyone who goes into the cenote, comes out of the cenote” “Is that ALL they know how to say?!” I feel you Kwazii

Damn Dashi you’ve already been in the caves?

Kwazii what do you know

Of course the vine would break

Yikes the captains panicking

“Captain is everything alright” what do you think Peso

Aw baby Barnacles

Aw that’s traumatizing

“Everyone’s afraid of something” damn

“We’ll be fine” *loud screech*

*tosses Cobra onto head again*

$3 says it’s Dashi’s friend

It was!! Good thing it was cuz I only have three dollars

“The poisonous venom tooth! You seen him?” excuse me

“I’ve always got spare bandages” where were you keeping those

“Any air left” “all out” how were you expecting to get out

Poor captain he’s panicking again

So what happens if the cave is too narrow for their helmets to fit through? *angst idea*

Wow Dashi was prepared

Gup Q? How many of those do you have???

It’s not going to last long at all I mean they did give some to Dashi’s friend

I think she’s repeating Peso’s name so she doesn’t forget it

“Have we gotten to the Caribbean Sea?” With the way this movies going I highly doubt it

Are those crocodiles-Yes they are

“Now they can’t sea us or smell us!” If you keep telling they’ll sure hear you

Flashlight dead again

Oh no captains out of air.. of course he’s not saying anything

“It’s so we can find our way out if we get lost” “isn’t that what all these gizmos is supposed to do” he makes a valid point

You’re asking the known to be reckless driver to be careful Dashi?

Why didn’t they just do all that from the start???

How long is that rope?!?

Kwazii: FULL SPEED AHEAD

Dashi: yea this seems safe

Kwazii: *happy screaming*

“Cuz that’s the home of the poisonous venom tooth!!” “What’s that” “you don’t wanna know” “Kwazii?” *lists off several monsters* nope

Kwazii: did you bump my tail

Tunip: no

Kwazii: *turns to Dashi even tho she’s multiple feet away* did you-

How is it that every creature they meet like the fish biscuits? Now I want to try one

Coba we get that you are in the wrong kind of water but these guys are running out of air calm down

“How could this get any worse?!” *flashlight dies again* “well guess that answers my question” Peso this is why we never ask that question

Of course the air pocket they found was tiny

IS IT THE REST OF EM!! IT IS!!!

“It’s a long story!”

*beat of silence*

“And I’ll tell it right now!”

“I’ll take care of those rocks!!” *kicks it* “OW! Yeah those rocks aren’t goin anywhere”

Uh oh that’s a tiny hole Captain you okay-

“What’s over there Peso?” “You’d have to see it to believe it!” Peso that’s not helpful

Awww Kwazii’s bein nice to the captain

THE ROCK COBA NO!!!

You got this matey!!

He did it!!!

Another cave in of course

Oh nice they found the Gup Q

Wonder what happened to the Gup H

Another dead end?!? Again?!?

The Gup just C H O M P E D the rock

THEY MADE IT!!!

Was that a lionfish-

Wow those animals are so happy he’s back how long was he gone?!?

Love how the iguanas just assumed they died

Barnacles: *is alive*

Iguanas: :0

All in all that was a pretty good movie lmao

[kustovshik]

Hello I’m new here. What are each of your character’s powers and what are their names? Also what creature are they?

I guess this is going to be a long one asnwer. Going to show references and talk about characters.

Gon put it under the cut.

Also remember. Even if characters looks cute, most of them will and gonna hurt/kill you when met.

Cesp He/him. I still need to color his reference. He is taur-like alien creature from my own species of aliens that I need to change/fix in concept. Physically strong battle alien. He don’t have some magical powers, just what was given him by nature.

Susp She/her. Got one big redesign for make her look more like a danger. Actually is a monster that awake only at night, ‘cuz sunlight is hurting her eyes and just too bright. Easily hides in shadows. Yes her name was taken from ‘suspicious’. Honestly dunno what she currently is. Just clawy and fluffy dark monster I guess. Can mimic voices and noises, also sometimes mimicking people.

Blob Many remembers him as chocolate lizard. He was redesigned for looks like a marshmallow snail/slug-like creature. Definitely like this his appearance more. Also no magical powers. He just can be sticky for touch sometimes. Also... frog cheeks.

Somnolence They/them He/him. A horrid nightmare. Well technically Somno is a dream eater, feeding exclusively on nightmares. Can teleport between two different dimensions Normal world and Dreaming world. If he caught you in a nightmare you’ll be dead probably. Actually can be nice when he’s not hungry.

Phil His reference telling all needed info.

Leon He/him. Laboratory strange rat that even I dunno how survived. Like his ribcage is literally exposed and stomach is made from some transparent material. Scientist. Nothing magical, just science.

Lou He/him. Need to draw him a new reference with more details. Overgrown caterpilla that learned how to hunt for it’s prey. Actually hunting most of time. Soft and squishy to touch.

Ichor They/them He/him. This is actually his first reference lol. Was ahuman before, but due to some kind of ritual became this shadow cryptid with deforming body. Has a whole lot darkness manipulating abilities.

Jero He/him. One of my first characters for show. Actually forgotten for now. Can mimic voices and noises, also sometimes mimicking people. Also a big dumb head tho it don’t bother him or everybody around. Also... hands.

Harvey He/him. A reptile monster living among humans. Is fun to draw. I still neeed to change his jaws a bit. I was inspired by Night Stalker(Dota2). It’s hard for him to talk though, and I made tail a bit too long. People like him idk why. Also. Not a furry.

Kas He/him. I made him for fun. But I like him. Blind and muted, but tries his hard for live normally among humans. Is a janitor or something like that. Actually seeing world in a complete different way. Idk what he is actually.

Dot He/him. Got 3 redesigns. Now he’s a long lizard-like creature. Can create ‘dots’ which acting like a portals for him to traver through. Literally can crawl out in somebody’s room though one of his ‘dots’ in the middle of the night. Don’t have his own voice, can only mimic other voices forsay anything. His head looks like a mask lol. 

[sierracolorstheworldofwords]

I humbly ask for a simple Dark and Y/N going snail searching and y/n picks up a snail (the proper and safe way, of course) and Dark has to convince them to leave it behind saying "We already have two rats" idek why im sending this on anon cuz you know who it is ack

Hi somftie, I got ur request and here it be, I hope this is okay! I tried to make it sweet and soft, SO I HOPE THIS IS OKAY YEE

The wind blew softly, tinged with the smells of humidity and wet earth, you felt it caress your cheeks softly, the breeze cooling them. Dark stood behind you, black overalls cuffed and his black boots and raincoat covered in specks of mud. You knelled in the grass, flipping over an old piece of wood you kept in the garden, just for this reason-- it was the perfect place to find snails! While other people disliked the slimy creatures, you loved them! They were just so small and cute! 

Dark watched as your face brightened up, and you turned to him with a huge smile, “Darky! Look! Snails!”

He smiled softly in response, watching you place your hand flatly on the ground, a snail crawling up on it, leaving a trail on your skin as it did. “Hello there!” You whispered excitedly, eyes wide as you watched the creature explore, it’s feelers feeling your warm skin, “I’m going to name you Harold. It’s nice to meet you, I’m (Y/n)!” You stood up slowly, turning to dark, your giant rain hat protecting you from the rain that was now starting to sprinkle, “This is my darling boyfriend, Dark, he didn’t like snails until I showed him the light-- can you believe it? How can anyone not like snails? They’re darlings! Absolute cuties!”

You smiled brightly at him, and he couldn’t help but think it was absolutely adorable, the way you loved snails, the way you smiled, the way you laughed, your eyes shining-- he loved you so much. He couldn’t help but love you, even if your face, legs and boots were covered in mud, he still loved you. Extending his hand for the snail, you extended yours as well, letting it slide towards Dark’s hand. It did, exploring his skin as you kneeled down and let another one slide on you, promptly naming it Gisellda. You then went to Dark, and told him it was time to go inside, since it was starting to storm, “Don’t forget the snails!”

“We already have two rats darling.” “Well, yes, but they’re so cute!”

Dark thought for a moment before saying, “Well, we do, but don’t you think the snails would be sad?” “Why would they be?” “Well, think about it, we’re taking them from their lovely home. And you wouldn’t want that to happen to us, now would you? We’ve been dreaming of having a house of our own for years, dear, and we’ve taken months to make it feel like home. How would you feel if a giant hand came from the sky and stole it all away?”

Your mouth widened in horror, and you apologized to the snail in your hand, kneeling in the dirt and letting it down, Dark did the same. 

He smiled at you just as thunder cracked. You placed the old piece of wood back in its place, rushing inside as the sky poured down, slamming the door behind you as you both peeled off your boots and clothes, deciding to change into something more comfortable and get cleaned up, going into the bedroom. As you did, you couldn’t help but think of how the place felt like home. You grew a garden, painted the walls, got two pet rats, everything was so.. Homely, comfortable, like you always dreamed. Dark stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the bed as you washed your face in hands, already dressed in cozy pajamas. You walked to the bed, flicked on the TV, and snuggled next to him, leaning your head on his sturdy shoulder. You didn’t need a snail, you decided, since you already had everything you could ever want. Dark leaned to the large dresser next to the bed, where you kept the rats, and let them out. They crawled into bed, snuggling next to the both of you. You all fell asleep to the sounds of the rain.

[writer59january13]

Today August 29th, 2021 sluggishness dogs yours truly

Forecasting to thunderous applause fast as greased lightning draws upon futuristic atmospheric gewgaws

hot air emanates out these slackened jaws

spluttering courtesy indentured maws

armed with four footed tall paws

gesticulations resembling horizontal seesaws.

Humidity felt across every square inch

covering these lovely bones,

which pores will dribble perspiration

bracing for onset when

meteorological conditions

spell utter lethargy, I unroll the welcome mat and present global warming!

Every year I seem less tolerant

when oppressive climate

(specifically merciless heat waves)

blasts one anachronistic, dogmatic, and generic

garden variety weatherbeaten Homo sapiens

reduced to torpid inert state.

Central air conditioning quickly found this creature comfortably acclimated,

who defies, contradicts, bumps uglies...

up against rugged individualist, yet he meekly professes

spouting ideal survivalist ethos

admitting actual propensity as

nothing else matter barely distinguishable traits differentiating

yours truly among braggarts

visited by the unforgiven sandman

exhibiting all talk no action.

Analogous to weather scorching

the blackest soul,

a similar aversion exists

toward severe wind chill factor temperatures

plunging mercury way below zero.

When regarding conditions linkedin

with extreme heat index

smothering Perkiomen Valley,

this bloke (residing what seems

since time immemorial

at Highland Manor Apartments) burrows

when heart touched by fire

into sixty degree Fahrenheit

fella climate control mancave,

thus adieu go doldrums

figuratively strait jacketing

yours truly no more.

Unlike luxury to chill out (literally)

back quite scores of years ago

central air conditioning absent

imposing grueling hardship

no deliverance afforded tender vittle Earthling.

When referenced human (me),

he formerly (passively) weathered humid, hot, and hazy dog days of summer,

during his boyhood at 324 Level Road.

Said storied estate with manicured formal gardens

lacked luxuriating aforestated amenity regarding cool (temperature wise) climate control

introducing anonymous reader familiar or otherwise

regaling modest literary versatility,

whereby yours truly average bloke

Fahrenheit dealt with temperatures registering bajillion blistering degrees.

Especially upper level housing bedrooms

about half dozen steps above landing

suddenly experiencing indisputable scientific principle hot air rises

undermining ability to function, no more active matter rendered lifeless,

but rather equally inert think deathlessness as an inanimate object

mainly cuz estate - complex edifice formerly christened "Glen Elm" built approximately turn of

twentieth century abode -

once encompassed

one hundred plus acre demesne

unfortunately long since razed (initially intended as summer retreat)

preceding never incorporating said modern HVAC conveniences,

now no modern building

lacked fantastic amenities, plus ability to tolerate hardship

much more omnipresent before yours truly

racked quite numerous orbitz round the sun

versus now, when greater sensitivity prevails,

I admit pioneer spirit plummeted,

and if forced to forego custom tailored environment would be immovable prey, for even the most

harried styled counting crow king carrion,

which admission would

only present challenge

predicated on severe disruption

compromising being hermetically sealed, linkedin, cocooned... within man-made dwelling

hardship analogous no name brand garden variety slug

essentially homeless snail

shell lacked with mew cuss.

[agentemo]

hey babe!! 1, 2, 3, 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23 💖

hi friend!

Do you prefer writing with black or blue pen?I wanna say blue cuz preddy but black ink pens have nicer varieties so…purple

Would you prefer to live in the country or the city?City. Oh my god. I don’t even wanna live in the suburbs. Too many bugs! I’ll take roaches over nameless crawlers any day.

If you could learn a new skill, what would it be?I’d like to video edit and everything related to that. It feels like a good and fun skill to have and I’m an IT tech who doesn’t know shit about technology lmao

If you could be a mythical creature, which would you choose?*googles* oooh merrrrmaaaaid… better yet SIREN

wait i just realized these are all prime numbers… thank you… im love math

Who is a mentor to you?My 11th grade English teacher became my friend. We could talk to each other about anything. I haven’t seen her recently but the last time I did, we had the nicest conversation in her living room with her brother and his husband about shitty parents and overcoming abuse that kinda changed my life. She always saw so much potential in me and my writing improved a LOT under her watch. She was the best teacher I ever had.

Are you a restless sleeper?Yeah! I didn’t use to be. I used to sleep like a rock. I’ve gotten worse at the sleeping in my old age.

Do you miss someone at the moment?My friend who I was supposed to visit :( I miss him so god damn much.

What is the strangest thing you have eaten?Snail probably lol. It was delicious. Too hot, burned my tongue.

Have you ever met someone famous?Frank, Gerard, and Pete Wentz are the most famous people I’ve met. Honorary mention to Lindsey Way who’s not really famous but ya know lol.

[entoman-created-by-the-tallgreys]

I really hate modern day taxonomy, the reason for it is because, it takes everything extremely face value it looks too closely to details and misses the big picture.

Yes specific details are important but they're only a sub equation of the mathematics of what something is in nature.

In short example, a cockroach is a beetle, it looks very similar cuz if she has a lot of his DNA !

Worms spiders snails jellyfish and coral, are all insects insects are arthropods !

Mantises come from beetles.

And all bugs start off as a worm, phone call maggots some car larvae some call'em them caterpillars !

My point is that all bugs start off as a worm.

Not all worms are little and white some worms are big white and yellowish, some worms are extremely colorful like the caterpillar is still a worm it's just a very colorful worm !

My overall point is that much things in taxonomy yes I use a lot of Entmology in this but many things in taxonomy are just flat out wrong they don't understand things a lot of creatures have the nose of a dog like bears wolves hyenas, therefore they must all share some sort of ancestry with each other.

There, i gave you a non-bug version !

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