#prey fairy

[dejasenti99]

the urge to make pokémon trainer outfits for my ocs seeing all these pokémon edits

[icedghostlatte-art]

A deadly hunter

[cubbihue]

A question for the fairies! Why do y'all have legs if you float everywhere? Is it some kindof evolutionary leftover? Or to be more familiar to humans? (Btw I love your series/headcanons, and I love the designs of everyone!)

The reason they have legs is becau-

Oh! Yeah, sure, ok. Go ahead, Cosmo.

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Well you heard it here folks!!!! Right from the source!!

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[74204-133]

Well natzu and Ace won

Tell me now ideas in Chat or so for the Storys for tham

(DO NOT TELL ME IN REBLOGG THAN THE SURPRISS IS OUT)

[patrocles]

there’s mischaracterization and then there’s whatever the fuck straight women did with Aemond in their horny booktok dark romance erotica brainrot. They made him an entirely new character based off Nothing but their own delusions, and then when the show gives an ounce of Aemond The Character Based on How He’s Been Written So Far — a lonely boy struggling to be loved, grappling with CSA, hidden behind a cloak of bravado — and not as this Daddy Dom distilled from every other booktok male lead that they can project their kinks onto, suddenly they have The Ick

[butchgeorgefayne]

i will say, one thing about rwby (maybe 2 things) is i don’t feel there is enough romanticism. i don’t mean romance, for that i think there’s plenty, but i mean there isn’t enough romanticism in the framing or the style of it. this is a show about fairy tales! We should get to see a princess in a big beautiful ballgown. Some bridal carrying. Some riding off into the sunset. Gimme some fairies, some sparkles, something to make me embrace the cheesiness of what I’m actually watching.

[glitter-stained]

Hi guys, I'm still on my Neverafter AU (batfam X horror fairy tales) bs and I've cast almost all of the batfam members I know well enough to cast, and I have a little conundrum when it comes to Babs.

I'm hesitating between Vasilia from Vasilia and Prince Vladimir, and the Fairy Queen from The Wild Swans. I will say that in any case this AU retains her core personality traits and she will be a wheelchair user, though because the story in the AU takes place after the end of the fairy tale that doesn't mean she would be in the wheelchair during the fairy tale itself.

Vasilia Pros: Vasilia is an absolute icon. When her husband gets captured, she disguises herself, beats the Prince's troops in wrestling and defeats him in chess to win back his safety- a badass heroin from a tale that I will definitely read to my children, and pretty fitting for Babs' Batgirl og era!

Vasilia Cons: As iconic as Vasilia is, I'm hesitant because she does these amazing things to save her husband, and it's frustrating how many fairy tales with clever women are centered around romantic love as the main motivator. If I were to go down this route, I would counter this issue by changing "save her husband" for "save her dad" and make Jim Gordon in need of rescue.

Fairy Queen pros: So, in the Neverafter AU, fairies are powerful beings who enforce and protect the story by giving great boons or curses. As an archetypical unnamed character, she could appear amidst many stories to give a boon, which feels very fitting to how powerful Oracle is and the image of Oracle popping in someone else's comic, dumping the lore that will make the plot move forward and going back to her CIA-hacking duties. Furthermore, as a Neverafter Fairy, she would have a lot more meta knowledge of the narrative and different worlds, making her a magical information broker. This would also allow me to give lore basis to her relationship with Cass, who I am casting as Princess Elisa from the Wild Swans, which is a nice bonus.

Fairy Queen cons: Neverafter fairies, good or bad, are enforcers of the narrative, because they are (rightfully) afraid of the collapse of words and see no other alternative than keeping the story in its bounds. That feels a little cop-ish, and definitely doesn't sit right with my perception of Barbara's relationship to autonomy and self-determination. I would counter that issue by making her a Rogue Fairy who had that arc of deciding she can't let her fear of the Authors rule and limit her, and had turned her back on the other fairies at the beginning of the story.

(also if anyone has suggestions for the Bruce and Tim casting because i am NOT finding anything for them, I'll take it please!!)

[hauntingblue]

Gear 5 luffy's laugh is so contagious I just hear the drums and go insane how does this work. What did he do to me

[nomstellations]

A bunch of fairies healing a sick pred from within?

The Enigmawood was a sprawling forest filled with magic, mystery, and all manner of strange and unknown creatures. People rarely ventured to it, as those who wandered too deep never returned, and most settlements didn't put themselves too close to it out of superstition and fear.

Arice was currently regretting her decision to live right at its borders, with the closest town a few hours away. Much to her dismay, even the most cautious of witches get sick every once in a while!

She could easily whip up medicine for herself, but her illness sapped the strength from her body and left her unwilling to move. She laid in bed feeling feverish, drained, and too uncomfortable to sleep...maybe her pride had gotten the better of her in choosing to live here, but the benefits usually outweighed the drawbacks. Unable to continue her research in this state, she opted to stay put and conserve her energy until she could get up and mix medicine for herself. If only a breeze would blow through her window, it'd offer some relief from the heat she felt...

"Arice~!"

"Miss Silverwood?"

"Lady Ariceeee! We're here to play!"

What blew through was not a breeze, but a dusting of fairies. She knew them all- they were the first beings she befriended after moving here, and it turned out that the fairy population of the Enigmawood was largely friendly. They enjoyed hearing tales of the world outside, and they helped her find useful herbs in return for the time she spent with them. But today the witch was in no condition to entertain them as they fluttered in, all crowding around her face. She groaned quietly, not even opening her eyes to look at them.

"Miss...? You're all red like a ripe berry!" A fairy chirped, moving to touch her face and quickly drawing away from how warm it was. "Farro..." She mumbled, gently brushing the fairy away. "I can't play today, I'm sorry...I've gotten sick. I don't have the strength to..." Their normally bright glow dimmed, and they turned to the others for help.

"Sick...that's bad, right?" "Duh, Bellflower! This happens to humans a lot! They can die if they don't get better!" Tiny gasps fill the air. "H-how can we help! Do the Grandfae know anything about humans...?" The fairies tittered among themselves. Arice found the gesture sweet, but it was just a nasty cold. She wouldn't die, but it's not like she could bother to explain...the fairy dust that drifted from their wings felt nice and cool on her skin, so she wasn't about to complain.

"Hey, why don't we use magic? We can make it go away, I'm sure!" Farrow exclaimed, their glow brightening up. "We're so small, though...how's that going to change anything?" There was a few moments of silence before Arice could faintly pick out some tiny whispers. They were too small to really make out, but one of them finally spoke up and got her attention. "Lady Arice! We're going to use some magic on you, okay? Don't panic, it'll be safe!"

"Freak out...?"

Her questioning provided Farro with the perfect opportunity to leap into her mouth! Arice's eyes snapped open all of a sudden, shocked by the fairy's quick movement. Too stunned to spit them out, they wriggled to the back of her throat, triggering her body's response to swallow. Farro easily slid down her gullet, with a cooling sensation making their descent felt. "Wh- what are you all doing...?" It was enough to shock her hazy mind, but it was too late for her to try and spit them out now. "My turn~ Think of this as a favor, miss!"

Bellflower was next, wriggling in with a bit of effort. She had a more sweet flavor compared to Farro, but...was she really considering the flavor of her fairy friends? She was too weak to really resist being fed like this, so it didn't take long for the next one to be sent down with a thick gulp. That left Thistle, the largest of the group, almost shyly rubbing their arm. "I think Farro's idea was kind of dumb...but we do want to help you. We'll be alright, so don't worry."

They waited patiently, waiting for Arice to open her mouth, and after a few moments she did. The fairies in her stomach seemed to be doing something, as a cool and almost tingly sensation spread through her body. Maybe this was the magic they planned on using? Whatever it was, it was chasing away her fever...so she felt she could trust this plan of theirs. Allowing Thistle to crawl inside, they were a lot more careful than the others with feeding themselves to her. They waited until she was ready, letting her take a few swallows to work them down her throat.

Arice felt full. Looking down, she could see a faint glow coming from her stomach. The magic only grew stronger as the last fairy filled her stomach, making her finally feel relaxed and comfortable. She didn't need to worry about eating for now, either...she swore she could hear one of their voices asking for her, but now with a full belly her fatigue was hitting her full force. She'll have to thank them properly...after this long-awaited nap.

[the-lunar-library]

THE PRICE AND PREY OF MAGIC

Eider and the giant serpent she's first trapped with in a magical manor, then starts to befriend. If that sounds a little like Beauty and the Beast, that's because it's a variant telling -- it's based on a version called The Green Serpent in which the heroine, who's hideous rather than blessed with the name Beauty, finds herself living with a mysterious talking snake.

Obviously no one's going to accuse Eider of being hideous though. As in the fairy tale, she and the snake have a rough start, but eventually form a powerful bond.

[shhh-itsmoonmist1]

You're mine

Geto Suguru x Fairy reader

This is how reader size is she can turn into human size if she wanted to..

Geto Suguru walks into his garden in his backyard after a long day killing humans, he sighs and starts to tend to the flowers until he sees this small figure around one of the roses.

"You're not a curse. No, I would've sensed your energy; what are you?" he spoke with a neutral yet curious as he walked up to you.

Y/n becomes shocked and scared as he approaches her and hides inside the rose; how can he see me Y/n questions herself. Only children or kids who still have hope and believe in magic could see their kind.

SNAP..

The stem was cut by Suguru, and he carried the rose back inside the house, put it on his desk, put the rose in the vase, and gently tapped the rose. Y/n peeks her head out of the petals and gasps, but she is now curious about him, so he pushes the petals down. his eyes widened slightly, and a smirk came on his lips.

Y/n was breathtaking she was wearing a light lavender and baby blue crop top with puff sleeves that slid down her shoulders paired with sparkling white gloves and her top had jewels and gold drops at the bottom of the top, her bottom was a short skirt with iridescent lavender and baby blue hues she had a pearl wrapped around her waist and she draped on her skirt, she was had on heels(similar to Winx club footwear during their enchantix) Y/n wings were white and sliver and resemble a moth mixed with butterfly wings, her hair was long and she had one bun and bangs but the rest of her hair flows, it was light brown with blonde highlights.

"you're an enchanting sight what's you're name?"

Y/n gives him her name hesitantly and then the silence slowly fills the room. "How can you see me? " she questions.

"That's a secret for now, but you can never leave this house nor my garden, for you are now mine; if you try to escape, I'll cut off ur wings," he smiles while responding to her.

Y/n looks at him now fearful of her life attempts to fly away only for her to get captured in a lamp.

"Dont push it little one"

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[bilightningwhumper]

@ailesswhumptober 2024- Day 8

Torture Tuesday: Rope burns, gagged, “You’re so much prettier this way.”

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Summary:

Excerpt for "Forever Prey" (Red Riding Hood retelling) After her punishment for disobedience, Director Wolf comes to free Sienna

Notes:

Characters: Sienna- Red Riding Hood Director Adam Wolf- Big Bad Wolf Warnings: noncon intimacy; female/nonhuman whumpee and male whumper; injury and blood; disassociation

Ao3 link

Word count: 978

Sienna PoV

Bang

Sienna jolted awake as her cage rattled. Right in front of her with his leering smile was Director Wolf.

“Good morning, he drawled. “Sorry for waking you so abruptly, but saying your name didn’t seem to work.”

Because you probably only said it once, she grumbled to herself, but her heart wasn’t in it. Her jaw ached from having the bit-muzzle between her teeth for so long, the drool itching where it had dried on her skin under the leather. So she couldn’t quip at him even if she wanted to.

And she didn’t even want to do that. The lack of sleep was taking its toll. Having the chains around her wrists constantly threatening to strangle her with her collar was already bad enough. The first time he’d put her in the cage, she’d taken some time to figure out how it worked. Especially when he taunted her with food just out of her reach. If her arms went too far forward, the collar would tighten. And she could only bend her arms back so much if she wanted to lean forward. It was a delicate balance.

One that had been challenged when this time Wolf had decided to tie her wrists to the top of cage. The rope was unforgiving, no matter how hard she’d tugged and struggled to give herself relief from the occasional black spots to dance in her vision when the collar would get too tight as her body started to give in to sleep. Now her neck ached from having to lean it backwards to finally get some relief. She couldn’t feel her arms anymore, or her legs either, having to kneel in a prayer position for who knows how long now. Not even her tail twitched as she watched him move around the bars.

Wolf opened up the cage, unlocking the chains around her wrists first before cutting the rope with his pocket knife. He caught her as she fell, petting her hair. “There we go, I’ve got you now.” he rumbled, carrying her limp body bridal style to the love seat nearby.

She hated how she yearned for his touch. How she leaned into his hand as he scratched behind the fox ears that still felt unnatural being where her human ones had been. How tears sparked in her eyes as he tended to the rope still clinging around her wrists.

“Look what you’ve done to yourself,” he scolded as he unwrapped them.

A whimper slipped from her throat as the burns and cuts from the rope were exposed to the air. Dried blood was left on the rope and her skin. She’d felt the pain when she first started struggling, but it had dulled as time went on. It hadn’t been worth it, in the end. Her freedom still came from Wolf, no matter what she’d done.

“Now,” Wolf caressed her muzzle, making her skin crawl where his fingers touched. “Before I take this off, are you going to behave?”

Without much other choice, she nodded. She just wanted this to be over. She just wanted to sleep.

“That’s a good girl,” he praised, unhooking it from behind her head and letting it fall to her lap. Smiling, he traced her jaw with a finger, trailing along the indents left by the covering. “You’re so much prettier this way. No more fight in your eyes. Are you ready to earn your food now, pet?”

Another nod, eyes barely able to stay open. What else could she do? He’d put her back into the cage if she said no again.

Her body remained limp as he cut off her rigid corset, pulled off the chastity belt, and took out the dildo he’d kept her filled with, leaving the anal plug alone. He wasted no time plunging into her, pounding as she lay there.

Eyes fixed on the ceiling, her mind went far away. Back to when she was still living with Nanna, happy and safe. Back to when she’d snuck off to have her first kiss Gemma Hudson behind the school bleachers. Back to when her dad was still around, when her mom didn’t know she was gay.

A slap on her leg brought her back to the present, Wolf’s knot swelling as his cum spilled inside her, uncomfortable and strange with his scent overwhelming her nose. He leaned close, kissing and nipping the side of her neck, licking her scent glands while she was too weak to protest or cry.

“We’ll get you filled up with pups in no time,” he growled in her ear, thrusting into her for emphasis, smirking as she yelped slightly. “Then you’ll finally be beautiful, swelled up and plump. A proper omega, like you should be.” Pulling back, he took up his knife again, absently tracing lines in her skin as she trembled, her tail tucking itself against her leg. Never enough to draw blood, but enough to leave red-pink lines behind. “Not that you’ll ever be good enough, now that you’re a freak. You’re only good enough to be bred. Just a little fuck toy. Aren’t you?”

When she didn’t answer immediately, he backhanded her.

“Answer me, bitch,” he growled. “You’re only good enough to be bred, only good enough for an alpha’s pleasure. Aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” she answered weakly, face and jaw throbbing.

His face cleared, smiling at her again and tugging at one of her ears. “Good girl. I think you’ve earned some food, now haven’t you?”

Still knotted inside her, he reached into the side table and started hand feeding her some food she was too tired to identify. Or taste.

Her eyes kept sliding shut, barely able to chew and swallow; She knew if she fell asleep, he’d put her on the feeding tube again. But she was too tired to care.

She just wanted to sleep.

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[74204-133]

After Gray swollows natzu in exident He woke Up "hey waht happand Here i Heard that natzu we're is He also why is my Belly that big?"

"Mhhh must be from the 'fun' i Had wif that guy ...

Maybee im pregnet or Just fully of c0m"

Gray was fingking as He warked Out

He was now looking for Natzu in town unkowing Hes in His Belly

"comone natzu we're are you ist probly easy to Beat me now wif that Belly i have"

Gray Hit His Belly and it wiggelt

"huh Hes so scard of me i Beat im way more Powerfull seams Like im Not pregnet too ad least i cant be because my Belly is gurgeling

So Just c0m"

Gray was going to His House and lays on His Belly to tray digesting waht He Fink was c0m but wif that He in secrad was turning His rival into Belly fat

Natzu cant more inside He His His head in Grays Belly hard

Gray Fall asleep after that natzu awoke

"we're the f0ck ma'i ... Wait i feel into Grays mouth right

IM IN THAT BAST4RS BELLY HELL NAH I AINT GONA BE HIS FAT FORBTHE REST OF MY LIFE" natzu struggelt wail Grays Belly stardet digesting him

"i escaped a Belly one ... Wif Grays halp

Maybe it's Not Bad after all i can be the Belly and Ass of the hottest Guy on earth after me of co....." Natzu cunt Finish His santans He hot digested before that

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5house later Gray woke up

Dame waht was that c0m huh my Ass so big and moundy my Belly soft and bouncy

Anyways time for me to find ... Uhhh Natzu

Gray looked for Natzu Bit cant find him in the guilf of in town so Gray finkes Hes in a Mission for s Long Time

Gray now goes on His own Journey to find natzu to Beat him up

Suse we Tell him? Nah it be gine

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(2/2) end of Gray ate natzu in exident and Happy 8/8 so vore day

[slaughter-books]

Day 2: JOMPBPC: TBR This Month

My immediate TBR for January, 2024! 💜

[indigoire]

A continuation of this post. Weird little guys I see on Tumblr.

Graphic design is my passion (made in paint in 20 minutes, using photos found on my blog).

[glitter-stained]

"Ascension to Godhood" that is not only at the cost of personhood like a price to pay, but purely the logical, inescapable consequence of godhood. The culmination of all your efforts to attain freedom into an existence that is devoid and has no use for the concept of freedom. Little is spoken of the agentivity of a plot device.

The martyrs and the ghosts haunting the narrative, the fairies and the monsters and the witches lurking at the end of the forest and the deus ex machina only written to wait for the hero to come and be awarded a quest or a curse or a choice or a boon.

You can't ever happen to it. The story either happens to you, or you become the story.

(This is a very old story.)

And of course, there is no other ending to the story.