#Trees be sweating

[witless-winion1]

Odysseus: Ruthlessness is mer-

Penelope: Ruthless is what we’re gonna be to our WEDDING bed tonight

Odysseus:

Odysseus: Okay

[theactualsunshinechild]

Been playing through Amphoreus and I'm starting to sense a pattern here Phainon...

[zylifd]

chat is my airbuds space good or nah

[frankieroslipring29]

Hey that's MY 2000s emo boy band album that was there for me during my formative years and permanently changed my brain chemistry that I still listen to 10 years later !!!

[folklorespring]

Begging on my knees for weather to become normal again 😭

[fluffyxai]

A Sweet Escape

It's admirable to want to provide the tastiest sweets to ponies of the town, but one might draw a line at how far one would go to get a special ingredient. Yes, it might help you make the tastiest of chocolates, but is it worth it if you end up a snack, yourself? Hazel here found herself lost, afraid and longing for her home, shaking at every shadow of the forest, every branch blown in the breeze or a bush rustled from a skittering creature. The poor lost confectioner wondered when she would see her home again, longing for somepony to help her. But it didn't take too long before she was indeed found. But not by a pony. Fer first thought was shock at the realisation that a creature was emerging out of the trees and speaking to her... the sudden appearance of another creature making her jump out of her hooves. Her next response was intrigue and curiosity as she beheld the snake, his eyes gleaming through the darkness with a dazzling array of colours, his words hissing to her in greeting. The next thing she felt was a strange energy washing over her body, running through her bones like a warm tingly liquid, her brain getting flushed suddenly with pleasureful hormones and butterflies erupting in her belly as she realises that those eyes were doing something to her. The fascination washing over her mind and drawing her attention in. All thoughts of home slowly sank away as all she could think about was this moment, this place, this huge, strange, but rather beautiful snake. His words hissing to her felt so disarming. But this feeling, this weird, fascinating, wonderful feeling filling her with warmth and relaxation, making her feel as light as air... She suddenly found that she couldn't stop herself from smiling. Her own eyes were reflecting the patterns of the snake's, being made to copy the colours. She could do nothing but smile and look curiously and enthusiastically into the big, gleaming eyes and those thick rings of colour flowing through them. As her body gently trembled, her smile grew wider. Her thoughts, her fears and worries, were all quickly vanishing. She found it so hard to think now, so hard to concentrate... it was like she was slipping away. Her last thoughts weren't of how much danger she was in from this predator... the fact she was about to be his prey, that she might die out here in the forest and never see her home again. It wasn't a feeling of longing for the safety of her home at all... It was just an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and comfort as the snake led her around the clearing with the beauty of his hypnotism, hissing away her inhibitions all the way, and even cupped her face to lift her up helplessly. Her last thoughts were a feeble, barely conscious effort to recognise how amazing she felt. But her mind had already sank so deep that she didn't know where she was by this point, and she didn't care. By the time Kaa was staring into Hazel's face, holding her to lift her up like this, she had already fallen so deep under his spell that she was basically gone. She wouldn't even be consciously aware of her imminent demise. This poor little tasty pony would just become another victim of the jungle. But this was her home now. No need to go anywhere. She didn't have to go back to her life of making sweets anymore. There was only one thing left for her, now. One final tasty experience that she gets to deliver.

Here is a personal pic I drew because I felt inspired to draw an alternative take on the 3rd Kaa encounter from the movies. We all love that cupped face pose after all. I thought it'd play well with a pony being lifted up and held this way with her legs dangling down. I spent ages trying to figure out who should be the victim here, but ultimately ended up designing an original character for it. There are one or two things I'd like to change but don't have the energy to now. I am overall very happy with how everything came out. I'll see if I can use this character in the future, maybe. Anyway right now she's snake food probably. Poor thing shouldn't be out in the forest. She's finding out the hard way what happens when you encounter the powerful snake that lives here.

[dandelionfairywish]

stories that I wish would turn into an anime

update 25/04/2025

Semantic Error

Sweat and Soap

What’s Wrong with Secretary Kim?

Akagami no Shirayukihime ( i know its got one and i love it but it been so long that im that I'm begging if know seson 3 i will stell for a rebot )

Murderous Lewellyn's Candlelit Dinner

Tiger’s Den

Paws & Claws

Tears on a Withered Flower

The Rogue Prince Is Secretly an Omega

Otaku Vampire's Love Bite

Father, I don't Want this Marriage

Flirting with the Villain's Dad

Our Sunny Days

Little Mushroom

Under the Oak Tree

I'm a Doll, but the Tyrant Is Obsessed With Me

golden terrace

the disability tyrant beloved pet fish

love 020

Stalker x Stalker

Winter Before Spring

A Spell for a Smith

Love Me to Death

Villain with a Crush

[jimmyjrsmusoems]

[ratmanwalking]

ohhh eastern euro summer... 🐈🌻🦗🌾🍓🍒☀️☀️☀️

[atopvisenyashill]

imagine you are baela targaryen and you want to name your daughter after your long dead mother. your husband lets you because it’s a suitable Velaryon name. the husband that you love because he acts like your dad is acting like your dad by fucking your niece, who is the same age as your grandson. he will carry on this affair until you are both dead.

you are elaena targaryen and the only freedom you’ve ever known is with your aunt’s husband who is older than your father. when they are all dead, you marry the grandson of your lover. you want to name your daughter laena, as a way of remembering baela & alyn and everything you all put each other through. your husband agrees because you’re both half Velaryon and he likes that you share this. you are not in love but you are happy. a war breaks out and he is murdered in front his mother. you have just suggested his niece marry a prince.

you are laena velaryon 2.0 and you marry a nice man around your age and have many children. your first born doesn’t marry for a long time but when he does, he makes a match with your cousin, who had an affair with your father that emotionally wrecked your mother. a war breaks out and you watch all of your sons die one by one except the very youngest, and they call this a mercy.

you are aelinor penrose and your husband refuses to consummate your marriage and you attempt to shame him for this. a lifetime ago, your auntie elaena told you a story about her sister who did the same thing, and it got her locked up for years, but your smart, savvy auntie elaena tells your husband he can live his life as he pleases without destroying his wife, and you think of the way your auntie elaena and grandma laena can’t even look at each other anymore, and you figure maybe you got lucky.

[angeleyeswide]

Magnolias 🤍

[desolationdays]

brb busy having a depressive episode while listening to the most upbeat pop-punk music known to man

[vaguely-concerned]

you ever think about how resident crypt baby ingellvar rook's baseline for how 'normal' looks in a non-nevarran is going to be varric tethras. of literally all people in the whole entire world (my heart full of endless affection for them both)

[ultraweathercoremax]

UPDATE: not cool anymore, def warm, but not hot

[mitzi-moo]

Sweaty schooling session in the sun ☀️

[mystic-sn0w]