#tw human hunting

[inkblot22]

It Leeches Under The Skin

So I promise I am not obsessed with anything, but I definitely am going to be a bit more self-indulgent with this miniseries. Also I spent several hours staring at pictures of abandoned pools so that was kind of cool.

I'm going to try something new and put the target audience here. This part is aimed at gender neutral readers (they/them pronouns wooo,) and can be read as afab or amab, as there is no smut whatsoever in this section. I'll see if I can keep the body ambiguous enough for later parts, but it may come at a cost to writing quality as my skills are lacking.

TW for mentions of gambling, contracts with Azul (selling your soul to the devil), human hunting, if you squint, blood, biting, verbal abuse, reader is bad at swimming, Floyd and Jade because they freak me out and I know I'm not the only one. If you squint, there may be some primal play, but like I said there is no smut.

It was a little odd. Entirely predictable, but also a little odd. Their best friend and roommate seldom thought his plots and plans through all the way, and of course they bore the brunt of the collateral.

Well. It’s well-deserved, they supposed. Expect trouble and you’ll get it, after all. They only wished it wouldn’t cost this much.

“Prefect? Are you listening?” Azul’s kind voice broke through their thoughts, but it was so easy to lapse back into the comfort of their mind.

What did he do this time? Oh, yes. Grim just gambled away all their savings and won nothing in return. The Lounge already had the seedy vibes of a speakeasy, why wouldn’t they also have a gambling table? Regardless, he’d racked up enough debt and was unable to pay it back, so the Leech twins had paid them a visit, perhaps hoping that they’d have some stash of money somewhere to pay.

They would, had it not been what Grim used to gamble. They sighed and stared at the cup of tea in front of them.

“Prefect, I thought you enjoyed tea. If you don’t like that blend, we can get you another one.” Azul said, “You seem lost in your thoughts. I hope all is well?”

“Not really. I’m about to sell my soul to the devil.”

“I’m hardly the devil. Besides, the main stipulation of this contract is simply that you let Floyd take you swimming tomorrow night.”

They didn’t trust that at all. They snatched the contract from Azul, and sure enough, in big, bold letters, they read the requirement of going swimming. 

“There’s a problem.” They said, scanning over the rest of the contract and not finding anything particularly bad within, “Two problems.”

“What would those be?”

“Well, I want you to guarantee Grim’s safety,” They passed the contract back to Azul. “Also I can’t swim.”

“That’s not a problem, prefect.” Azul spread his hands in a relaxed, placating gesture, “I have potions and other implements to help with that. It’s a non-issue.”

“Alright, then. And what’s the thing about hanging out with Floyd later on as well?”

“It’s only a clause, don’t worry. If he gets bored, then it won’t matter.”

They had to narrow their eyes at that one, kind of unsure about this. Still, the chances of him growing bored was about a 50% chance,

“Okay… Fix that part about Grim and I’ll sign it.”

Azul’s writing was quick but not one bit less neat. They signed the contract and Jade placed it in the safe, then poked his head out of the Lounge’s office.

Floyd strolled in, holding Grim. His face broke into a big grin when he saw them sitting there.

“Hey, Shrimpy!” He unceremoniously dropped Grim and got in their face, smiling even wider, “Why are you gettin’ so sweaty? I can smell you all the way from over here!”

“You’re…” They turned their head away, grimacing, “You’re really close, actually.”

“Hee hee… I know.”

“Are we gonna pretend that he didn’t just drop me or what?” Grim bristled and walked over, climbing onto the couch and taking a seat, “You guys are so rude!”

“Sorry, Grimmy-wimmy-two-toes.” They cooed at him, squishing his cheeks and giggling as he swatted them away, “Did you break anything other than your pride?”

Floyd stood, picking up the prefect's untouched tea and sniffing it, “Ugh.”

“Well, since this meeting is over, I trust you’ll be in the natatorium at eight tomorrow?”

“Eight? Is it going to go past curfew?” The prefect asked.

“Yes. I am sure this is also not an issue.” Azul’s eyes glanced at Grim and they swallowed, narrowing their eyes and frowning.

“Yeah… no problem.”

~*~

After classes, Jade dropped off what appeared to be an overnight bag, including a terrible swimsuit. It sort of looked like a chitinous layer, a silvery brownish color with panels sewn together like the plates of a crustacean. Not a very funny joke, honestly. There was no clause in the contract that they could remember that required them to wear this, but they also couldn’t remember, so they put it on anyways and rifled through the rest of the bag. There were painkillers, a pair of water wings, a few potions that they would not be imbibing, a new toothbrush and tube of toothpaste, travel soap that smelled like Floyd's cologne (yuck), and a few pairs of underwear. How he had gotten their sizes correct was something they chose not to ponder for long.

The walk to the natatorium was sort of slow. Maybe it was just their reluctance to go through on this, the concern of what the night would hold fresh in the forefront of their mind. 

It wasn’t that they disliked Floyd by any means. They honestly thought he was okay, and other than the incidents before Azul overblotted, they hadn’t really had to consider him a threat of any kind. There was that primal part of their brain, long suppressed through years and years of being the apex species in their world, that sometimes whispered that they needed to get away from him when he looked at them a certain way, or made a certain noise or movement… Little things that unsettled them but were easily ignored. 

The natatorium was unlocked. They stopped in the locker room and took off their overclothes, leaving them in the swimsuit and the pair of cheap flip-flops they’d gotten off of Ace. The flip-flops were too big on them, but he assured them that he could just get a new pair whenever. It was nice of him.

The pool room was silent and dark. The water was uncovered and completely still, but they couldn’t see Floyd anywhere. They took a seat on the edge of the pool, dipping their legs in the water and blowing up the water wings. They kicked their legs and waited.

Something shot out of the water, grabbing them by the shoulders and pulling them down in the water. They didn’t even have time to scream before their head went under and whatever it was released them.

The water wings ensured that they popped back up on the surface, gasping for air and shaking. They struggled to paddle to the edge of the pool but something grabbed their ankle and pulled them back underwater.

Clawing at the air uselessly, the prefect went back under, no sound other than a cut off scream escaping them this time. When they popped back up, head and arms above water, they heard snakey-sounding laughter. Their head whipped around, panicked, before they saw him.

Floyd was leaning against the pool wall, grinning in his true form with his head slightly tilted. All they could see of him was his silhouette, highlighted by the moonlight shining through the large windows of the natatorium, and his glowing eyes, one gold and one silver. He kept laughing as they slowly paddled to the other side of the pool and hugged the wall, turning to shoot him a glare.

“You’re really bad at tag, Shrimpy.” He said before they could say anything.

“Tag?”

“Yup. We were playing tag. It’s boring to be 'it' all the time, you know.”

“Floyd, I can barely even see you. How-”

“If we turn on the lights, we’ll get caught. It’s more fun this way, too.”

“But I can’t be 'it' if it’s dark. I can’t see you.”

He shrugged and slipped into the water, the only visible part of him becoming those glowing eyes, “That’s too bad, Shrimpy. Better start swimming.”

They were so bad at swimming, legs paddling in futility as they tried to get to the deep end of the pool. The water was black as ink under them, feeling endless. They felt a motion below them and disgust crawled up their throat as they paddled faster. It was slow moving, they waved their arms through the water and spat up the saltwater that got in their mouth. 

If it was, in fact, Floyd circling underneath them, he was simply toying with them now. The motion they felt went still as they got to the other side and they paused to catch their breath. 

The room was silent under their heavy breathing. They looked around and felt the sweat bead on their neck and shoulders, under their arms and at their hairline as they wondered when he would catch up or pull them under. Nothing of the sort happened.

They kept paddling towards the edge of the pool so they could lean on the wall instead of feeling so unsteady with these waterwings on. As they splashed slowly towards the wall, they relaxed infinitesimally.

An arm shot up in front of them, webbed hand grabbing their face as a sharp, spiking pain lanced around their shoulder. They screamed as they were pulled under, the breath they were expelling turning into nothing but bubbles.

They could hear giggling, sort of like the sound of pebbles sifting underwater, and he let them go again. Their head popped above water and they gasped for air, touching their shoulder and wincing as the saltwater tickled the wound there. Their fingers came back smeared with a dark substance and they began paddling faster, climbing out of the pool as soon as they could.

“Man, you got the water all dirty. It smells like blood now.” Floyd’s voice startled them and they looked around.

They couldn’t see him, not from wherever he was. Their lips quivered and voice shook as they spoke.

“You… you bit me.”

“Uh, duh, Shrimpy. Why do humans gotta have such thin skin anyways? It makes it harder to do fun stuff.”

“What the hell are you even saying? You can’t run around biting people!”

“I don’t,” He said, plainly. They could almost make out his silhouette in the water, or at least see the ripples as he moved towards them, “Well, since you wanna be lame and complain about a little bite, guess we gotta get out of the pool now.” 

He hefted himself up onto the lip of the pool and popped the cork on something. They could hear him swallowing and then they could see his teal scales change into pale skin. He frowned at them and that primal part of their brain whispered that they should run.

They swallowed and stood up, frowning and clutching their shoulder, “I… I’m gonna go find a first aid kit.”

They turned on their heel and Floyd pulled them back by the seat of their swimsuit.

“You’re kinda stupid,” He mused, “You were gonna walk into the pool again. Do you wanna keep swimming?”

“No!” They yanked away and waved their foot in front of them, ensuring that the floor was solid, “I already told you that I can’t see, Floyd.”

He giggled again as you entered the locker room and gathered your clothes.

You hoped he was bored, but it was an asinine and frivolous wish.

[fanartfunart]

[Image Description: A 4 paneled traditional pencil drawing featuring an au aol link, Hope. Panel 1: Hope sits, looking up in an eye roll, "Girls will say they "know a spot" and then take you to a sacrificial alter" Panel 2: Hope walks in the woods, pushing up a branch to walk under. He continues: "Girls will say "there's this great spot, it's a bit of a walk but it's worth it" and then lead you to the middle or the forest and leave you there" Panel 3: Princess Zelda rides a horse, looking concerned "(telepathically) Are you Okay?!" Panel 4: Hope is running, eyes closed, nonchalant. Behind her is a keese and several moblins. "Can I get back to you on that one? Kinda being hunted for sport right now" End ID]

Thank you @awkward-amateur-artist for the quote! It was just too real for Hope.

[ruporas]

feast (ID in alt)

[everestgale]

Remember this post with my final set of human voice designs, where I mentioned needing them for an illustration redraw? Well—

...Yeah, it's the redraw of this MoC illustration, but with human voices instead. There is a lot more red now, and I genuinely exhausted myself by drawing this. But, uh, it's here now!

[dandelionsresilience]

Dandelion News - December 8-14

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1. Rooftop Solar Keeps Getting More Accessible Across Incomes

“The long-term trend is that the median income for a household with rooftop solar is getting closer almost every year to that of the median income for owner-occupied households.”

2. Endangered seabirds return to Pacific island after century-long absence

“"No native species were harmed during the removal of invasive rats from Kamaka Island,” Esposito said. […] The team also collected and planted native sedges and grasses while removing invasive trees to enhance nesting conditions.”

3. First-of-its-kind crew welfare measure adopted at Pacific fisheries summit

“The new measure establishes minimum standards on board, including access to clean food and water, medical care, and sleeping quarters. It stipulates that workers have “unfettered access” to their identity documents […] and “unmonitored access to communication devices to seek assistance.””

4. Greyhound racing is increasingly rare worldwide. New Zealand now plans to outlaw the practice

“New Zealand’s government rushed through a law to prevent dogs from being killed while the industry winds down, unless a veterinarian deems it unavoidable. This will prevent owners from euthanizing dogs for economic reasons, Peters said.”

5. Possible Win-Win for Wildlife Management and Food Security

“Wild-harvested meat donation programs can help improve food insecurity while also helping manage overabundance of wildlife species like white-tailed deer[…. In one program,] hunters donated 600,000 meals. But that’s only 5.7% of the amount of venison that food donation facilities could use, according to the Food Bank Council of Michigan. The researchers say this suggests there’s room for scaling up these programs.”

6. Poll of American Farmers Shows Strong, Widespread Support for Increased Farm Bill Conservation Funding

“The polling, which surveyed over 500 farmers and ranchers across the country, found broad support for continuing and increasing funding for climate-smart agriculture conservation programs.”

7. Long-distance friendships enhance trust in conservation efforts

“Relative to a person with no long-distance friends, having even just one friend in another village led to a 15% increase in conservation activities such as beach cleanups, reporting illegal fishing practices and educating others about sustainable resource management.”

8. Two major Sunshine State airports make switch to 100 pct renewables

“Power for operations ranging from lighting and air conditioning to escalators and charging stations will be provided from renewable energy projects [...] at the beginning of 2025, ensuring clean energy operations for the more than 8 million passenger journeys averaged each year.”

9. Expansion of federally subsidized public housing may offer a path out of LA's homelessness crisis

“[… A] half-cent sales tax [was] recently approved by L.A. County voters expected to generate $1 billion per year to address homelessness. […] “Metros with higher concentrations of federally financed public housing tend to have lower rates of unsheltered homelessness," Schachner said.”

10. $20 Million Available to Advance Habitat Restoration Priorities of Tribes and Underserved Communities

“Through this funding, NOAA will help support community-driven habitat restoration and build the capacity of tribes and underserved communities to more fully participate in restoration activities.”

December 1-7 news here | (all credit for images and written material can be found at the source linked; I don’t claim credit for anything but curating.)

[deedjre]

hunted tries teaching beast to hunt. thankfully, she already knows how to! in a way! a very animalistic way.

[life-on-our-planet]

Several different types of creatures go by the name "daddy long legs", one of which are the family Pholcidae, also known as cellar spiders. They're found on every continent on Earth except Antarctica, preferring to live in human dwellings generally high out of reach where they feed on various other small invertebrates. © Nature Clearly

[tinyfantasminha]

Happy late halloween!!!

Finally posting my piece for @twsthorrorzine !! it was very challenging to get out of my comfort zone and draw something horror-esque for once but I've been wanting to do it for a long time and I suppose it was worth it 😭!

Full art under the cut; beware CW for blood, gore and animal death (jack is having an unfortunate deer for dinner)

[poorlydrawnandroids]

The truce actually lasted up until the Cyberlife raid, where Connor got a new arm and Sixty immediately shot it off again. Nines kinda laughed then kicked Sixty very hard with his new legs.

This was actually directly inspired by an ask (which I will find and respond to). I literally put all my other wip comics on hold to finish this one because that last panel is... so important to me.

[punkymaysnark]

Me? Oh, I'm feeling fine.

An anaconda was shot dead but I'm fine. A beautiful anaconda was shot dead but I'm fine. A beautiful anaconda who was the largest snake in the world was shot dead but I'm fine. A beautiful anaconda who was the largest snake in the world was shot dead by a trophy hunter just for the bragging rights but I'm fine. A beautiful anaconda who was the largest snake in the world was shot dead by a trophy hunter just for the bragging rights within a month of being advertised to the world by scientists after a decade of living peacefully but I'm fine. You hear me? I'mfineI'mfineI'mfineI'mfineI'mfineI'mfine

[drekkavac-moving]

𝙽𝙴𝚆  𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴.    𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜.  " i was hurt by bad men. now i hunt them down.    //    criminal minds. "

Anya & her brother had been taken from their parents when they were very young , being taken from a 𝙳𝙰𝚈𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴  𝙳𝙰𝚈  𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙿  when  they  were  no  older  than  four.  They  were  sent  through  a  𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗  𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍  𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐  that  specialized  in  training  child  soldiers  to  be  sold  off  to  the  𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷𝙴𝚂𝚃  𝙱𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙴𝚁.  The  questions  as  to  what  they  wanted  them  for  not  being  something  they  typically  asked.  Anya  &  Jamie  were  put  through  the  program  ,    𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗  ,    &  being  among  the  few  graduates  &  survivors  of  the  program.  But  that  han't  been  the  end  of  it  for  them.  Being  among  the  𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙳𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂  ,    they  were  separated  &  sent  off  to  other  assignments  around  the  world.  Praying  they  wouldn't  end  up  having  to  fight  one  another.  Salvation  came  in  the  form  of  a  group  of  FBI  agents  ,    that  had  been  looking  for  𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎  𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕  ,    &  stumbling  on  the  entire  operation.  Anya  &  their  brother  Jamie  were  𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙲𝚄𝙴𝙳  &  𝚁𝙴𝚄𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙴𝙳  with  their  family  when  they  were  fifteen  years  old.  She  lived  a  normal  life  ,    with  the  exception  of  the  𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝  𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝  𝚘𝚏  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝  ,    &  the  countless  requests  to  interview  them  or  help  publish  a  book  ,    she  decided  to  put  her  skills  to  good  use  ,     enlisted  in  the  FBI  Academy  ,    &  climbed  the  ranks  to  the  BAU.

[kiame-sama]

I’m afraid of Spiders, luckily I don’t think I have arachnophobia (My sister does) but I do find awe and amazement to the things Spiders are able to do (Sometimes I hate myself for my fascination)

However, how would Drider Rook feel if I were to suddenly start praising and complimenting every part of his Spider body? From his webbing, designs to his superiority in the hunt?

Warnings: Yandere behavior, yandere tendencies, Drider, spider talk, praising an incorrigible stalker, Rook is Rook, adult themes, be selecting 'view more' you consent to view content and are old enough to view content

You must be trying to seduce him, that is the only thing Rook can think of. From praising his chelicerae- he will let you pet them, just don't reach between them- to examining his spider paws and retractable claws. He appreciates how you love on the little hearts on his chelicerae and hold his pedipalps all while praising his ability. He knows he is a skilled hunter, your praise only excites him.

He is happy to let you examine his fangs, pet his fur, and praise him until he is weeping in joy. Naturally, the more you praise and examine, the darker his eyes get until they become pitch-black. He may have to excuse himself before that, especially if you keep trying to reach between his chelicerae. You know not what you reach for, Trickster, and Rook is already struggling to keep himself under control. He will be squeezing the appendages together to keep you from realizing what he is desperately trying to hide.

In exchange for allowing you to examine and explore his arachnid body, he would like to give you a pedicure. He often paints Vil's talons and will occasionally paint his own claws, you can have faith he is not doing this for any other reason and certainly is not trying to get you to let him hold your feet for an extended period of time.

If you praise his designs, he will begin weaving you examples of his various designs using his webbing. He is quite skilled at making gorgeous webs and gorgeous weaves. Name designs or patterns you would like to see and he will make sure to do them for you.

[oflostinfound]

|| 🔗 ||: ❝ Lets see... glove, axe, cuffs... ❞

The woman sits on a log, going through her pack. Preparing for her trek back into the forest and muttering softly to herself... Her brows furrowing- before she suddenly dives to the side. Twin daggers sticking into the log she was sitting upon followed closely behind by the man wielding them.

Has she not moved, they would've sunk into her back instead.

|| 🔗 ||: ❝ Well well, look what we have here! A defender of the forest perhaps? ❞

She grins wide, Grimbright hissing as he stands and levels one of his blades at her. Internally cursing that his initial strike had missed.

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ You are trespassing, and I don't take kindly to trespassers. Consider this your one warning to leave. ❞

His words only earn a loud laugh from the woman,

|| 🔗 ||: ❝ And why would I do that, Yavuz? ❞

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ What- ❞

That moment of hesitation, that confusion, was all she needed. Before he can blink she's in front of him. Grabbing him by the throat. and lifting him into the air.

|| 🔗 ||: ❝ You don't recognize me? Shame. I never forget a face. Even one covered up by a glamour. ❞

The glove on her hand alights, the woman sticking the sharp tip of one of the fingers into the incubus' neck, causing him to writhe and hiss in pain as he's forced to change back to his other form. His claws dig into her arm while his other hand attempts to stab his dagger into it, but despite his best efforts she's not left with even a single scratch.

|| 🔗 ||: ❝ Or in your case, shapeshifting. ❞

|| 🖤 ||: ❝ Let-- Me- GO-! ❞

He gasps, and she just lifts him higher. Her grip tightening on his airway until his eyes start to roll back in his head.

|| 🔗 ||: ❝ No can do, sweet Yavuz. You might not be my target, but you'll be a wonderful prize to bring back. Especially after what you did to the family. Sweet dreams, they will be your last. ❞

He gets one last glimpse of her, glowing green eyes and a wicked smile the last thing he sees before it all goes dark.

[ilovecryoffearsm]

I have this sudden reoccurring fantasy of having a brain eating emobia or however you spell it use me as it's host. I also have this reoccurring fantasy of causing wars using authority as an emperor. I feel the desire to dive into the ocean and never come up, be waterboarded or just cover and surround myself in dark liquid such as ink, blood, deep waters, or gasoline] i frequently think about consuming and hunt other humans. I sometimes think of amputating myself or eating my limbs. The thought of hunting and stalking human prey is somewhat arousing in the way it would bring me pleasure hunting and eating my prey. I often thinm about going to the hospital and having a part of me discovered or changed. Like it gets revealed i have a parasite in me or they add another limb onto my body. I think about being a massive cult leader, or one of the leaders. Ripping off someones face and maybe partially consuming would be considered as self defense in situations where you are threatened with a weapon, i hope. Maybe not the consumed part. Being enveloped in darkness sounds nice in a way, walking empty streets attacking people on sight with nobody to stop you, the wild, left to act wild, left to act in the nature we were supposed to. I often think about being in a place of control and hurting people, including myself.

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

I imagine that it’s rare for Sun to be super angry. So how did Moon reacted when Sun started to burst with anger for the first time?

He was certainly taken by surprised, even a little spooked seeing his usually happy-go-lucky twin express such raw anger.

Yet it was justified anger.

The first time it had happened, they stumbled upon a deer that had died while in a trap, and was left untouched. Sun was enraged that such a beautiful animal had been killed for naught.

[xxcherrycherixx]

Thinking about the sadistic way the handler killed cabrera 😩 like she had so much fun with that kill and honestly thats so hot

Like cabrera obviously pissed her off, treating her like shit at the beggining of the warehouse scene. Thats why she decides to torture him a little. She made sure the raptors didnt touch him until he saw her, she tauntingly picked that whistle up and brought it to her lips so slowly, letting him watch and begin to beg and cry like a little bitch. She then did an over exagerated breathe in motion before blowing it, continuing to torture him with the anticipation. Before ruthelessly cutting him off just as he tries to convince her.

She watches the raptors brutally begin to tear him apart, likely ripping flesh and muscle from bone all while he's still alive and able to feel it all. She watches as he's reduced to an unrecognisable gory mess on the floor.

And once hes dead she simply gets bored and walks off. she no longer cares about watching the raptors eat a lifeless corpse, and besides she already got to see what she wanted.