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[ So... this fic is a bit darker than what I usually write, but it still follows the same principles of having strictly soft and safe vore. Also, in this au, XD is horrible with communicating with people when he is saving their lives via noms, so that's that. I have put down a long list of warnings because... well, I have had an experience with a chapter containing just soft/safe vore as a warning but had more warnings needed as it was almost the same as this chapter I wrote in theme but not in style or fandom. Still, I hope you enjoy.]

[ Warning: Instinctive behaviour, fearplay, gore, near severed limb, soft vore, safe vore, healing vore, my au, uncanon, mentions of injuries worsening, thoughts of death, frostbite, hypothermia, starvation, feral behaviour, near death experience, angst, body horror, animal death, painful shifting mentions, throwing up, illnesses, XD being XD in this au being terrible with communicating with people when he is saving their lives, hard vore mention (none happen) and thoughts of digestion (none happen), cursing, XD being a bit soft, brotherly/fatherly XD.]

Chilly Rescue

The white desert was unforgiving as the storm approached to redo its blanket of white. The unforgiving bitter element mocking anything that had gotten trapped in this environment built for the fit and healthy. It was survival of the fittest in the snow-covered landscape.

Another howl of pain escaped from her lips as she unsuccessfully tried to get the snare off of her leg. But the string was incredibly thin but strong. It slipped and cut her hands whenever she attempted to get it off. Plus, it didn't help with the fact that the string was almost invisible. Whatever this trap was meant for surely had to be around the size of a fox and was not meant for her.

Her poor pantleg was cut through by the string, and said string had dug into her flesh, right to the bone. The blood had oozed out of the cuts the thin object had made, staining the once white powder with its red colour into a gorgeous pink. Had it not been her blood, it would've looked pretty.

She pulled her leg, trying to snap the object which only led to more pain and the cuts to deepen, creating opportunities for bacteria to make way and create infections. She had been here for only a few hours, and could already feel the power the snow had. The power of the cold had already seeped into her boots, making way to painfully and eagerly cause her to get frostbite. Hypothermia was not the main focus on her mind at the moment. Her focus was to get out of here as quickly as possible before frostbite would happen.

Her anatomy made it possible to not receive frostbite or hypothermia as quickly as normal humans normally would. Her genetics and mutations had to play a part of her near "immunity" to those two dangers.

However, infections were not in the same class as hypothermia and frostbite. She would still get the infections, and it would only add up to her pain. She didn't know how communicators worked and didn't have one as she and Juliette were fine by themselves most of the time as they had each other's backs when facing any mobs. But now? Now she was alone in the snow biome with nothing to help her to survive, no one to watch her back as she weakened with every passing hour. She wasn't going to make it out alive unless...

She shivered as another cold gust of wind attacked her, gritting her teeth as they chattered from the bitter enviroment and grunted as she only shifted certain parts of her body, which did not go pain free. Shifting hurt, due to bones snapping and reforming in her very own body. The bones moving around to accommodate whatever limb she shifted, or the bones even grew to fit the anatomy of the creature she shifted into, organs moving and shifting to better fit into the spaces of the lizard-type creatures she shifted into, or even shrunk if shifting into a small thing. She had to hold back a scream that would've been mixed with dragonic roars. That's how painful it was, but she pushed through by gritting her teeth and grunting in the pain she went through.

She was left breathless after the short and more simple shift, immediately collapsing as her body had just exhausted itself even more, more energy used to shift bones and some organs and maybe some skin.

" S... shit."

She could only mutter with quivering lips upon looking down, catching glimpses of a few white and some dark grey scales hidden between the rest of the obsidian black. That was bad news. Very, very bad news. It meant that her body was almost too cold and would shut down into eternal slumber with no chance of ever waking up... She must've felt like an iceblock with how white some of the scales were.

" This isn't good... This is really not good."

That was a clear sign of her hypothermia in this form, and it wasn't that bad, unless she counted the other factor: frostbite. She had near severe frostbite. Her hands weren't that bad but her human feet? She shivered at the thought of it and the cold.

It had begun at the tip of her tail, and would eventually advance towards her heart, stopping the organ from pumping blood through her entire system and cause her death. Another threat this part of her shifting side had to endure and keep an eye on. She was stuck, and it wouldn't matter how much she tried, she wouldn't be able to escape if someone, by some miracle, found her and released her. However, she would be too weak to walk or even move due to some bloodloss and lack of nutrition, not to mention that she was dehydrated.

Eating snow was a no go if she wanted to drink. Just snow alone that melted would cause her temperature to go lower than it already was, and this from was leeping her alive. But for how long? She wouldn't be able to shift into the dragon form from the little energy she had left, and the fact that she could amputate her own limb if she were to shift. Both were a death sentence if she wanted one of the two. But food? She could really use some right about now.

She lifted her head, scanning the area for some unsuspecting prey to catch and eat. But all she saw was the white blanket that stretched on for miles. No animal in sight, or the sound of one either. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing for her try to fry with her fire. It would cause her temperature to go down, but after consuming her prey? It would rise above the body heat she had now. Anything she could get her claws on would be enough to get her energy refilled for later when she needed it most.

" Damn it! Of all the places I can't hunt stray herds, it had to be here of all places?! Damn it!"

But alas, she knew nothing would be dumb enough to trek this snowy terrain. Her hopes were too high for a potential meal, and a possible way to regain heat. She was starving and would do anything to get a meal to fill up her stomach, even if it was just a small bird or something. Anything would do, at this point. Even a rock would do, as she was that desperate. Her stomach growled, letting her hear how it was not pleased with being empty and even giving her a piece of its anger as hunger pangs began. She whimpered, curling around her middle as tightly as she could to squeeze those pangs away. However, it did anything but help her. The pangs were uncomfortable to deal with, if not painful too. The longer the pangs went on, the more painful they had become.

It got to a point where she had passed out from the pain at one point, and woke up with pain. Her body was not able to get nutrition from other animals, and had started to ear away at her fat reserves. Therfore, the hunger pangs.

The layers of clothes were not making it easy to spot how thin her body had become from not eating for two days, a factor her anatomy played with why she had gotten so skinny. The skin on her hands almost looked like they had shrunk and grasped at the bone, which gave her hands a skeletal look. She hated her anatomy, but was thankful for it too. She hated it because of the skin shrinking uncomfortably against to her bones and loved it as it produced heat with what she shifted into. However, it depended on how long she had been in a certain enviroment. This environment, for example, could kill her within less than five days while others she could survive for up to three weeks if conditions were minimal but could survive an extra two weeks if they were optimal.

She knew that she had to accept her fate bestowed upon her, but her stubborn personality prevented that from happening. It prevented her from giving up, and caused her to make up thoughts that brought false hope. A mechanism designed in her body to try to survive as long as it possibly could.

-x-

Another day had passed, and she was sure that she wouldn't survive longer. It was day three and she could already feel her body letting go of itself, already giving up on surviving. She was sure that she wouldn't make it through to day four. That's what her body told her, but her mind had said the total opposite. It had enough knowledge to know that she would be able to maybe survive day four and, even if it was slim, survive day five. However, she would not be able to survive day six. If she did, she would be surprised to have even survived six days in the chilly enviroment that would take her life on the night of day six.

Again, she scanned the white wasteland for prey. Whatever god had heard her pleas for food had answered with a small herd of sheep and a traveller walk her way. To them, she looked like a very black rock with snow. To her, she saw easy prey that could help her survive. If got some form of food, she would be able to regain her strength to survive for much longer, thanks to the wool the sheep had.

Carefully, she got into position to pounce, entirely focused to realize thatvshe had started to shift into something out of nightmares.

Skin broke, cracking as it began to tear off of her body and sprawl around her. Where the organ had been torn off, deep scars had formed with fungus growing out of them, and a deep obsidian black liquid poured from it, sizzling upon touching the snow. Her head had shifted, neck extending with extra small finger-like appendages formed where the spine was. Her head had transformed into something resembling a dragon. However, the skin tore off to reveal a skull and her jaws had turned into a sharp beak. The beak made of bone and the bottom of it had split. Her hands and hind limbs had snapped, extra limbs grew out from where the elbows and knees were. Her tail split in half, teeth formed where the flesh had been exposed and even the wings grew. The surface of the membranes pulsed as if it were alive, extra eyes formed on her now horror of a body to stare at the prey in front of her. The mask had fused with her head, causing the flowery parts to grow in her eyes and the roots to form stitches on her beak. In reality, they created flesh that looked like it had been slit when she opened it. As if it couldn't get more disturbing, her skin shrunk closer to her body to make her look like a mummy.

She didn't notice how the snare had dug into her skin, sawing her bone with how focused she was with hunting. Her body had gone under a defense mechanism for if the situation was dire, like her anatomy had displayed. She had to wait for the perfect moment to strike, to hunt as many sheep as she could. The traveller didn't even notice her difference in size or how she had transformed. All they knew was that they had to get past the "rock" and then they'd be on their merry way. What they would least expect is for the "rock" to be an actual living being that had shifted to perfect their hunt, or the few sheep that would go missing.

Maybe they wouldn't notice as it would be easy to get lost with the oncoming storm that approached rather quickly. Not only would it benefit her from camouflage, but it would also cause some of the herd of sheep to wander from the safety of the herd. She would be able to move without the traveller raising suspicion of her being actually a rock.

This was good. It meant that could eat! She watched the human slip past her, the herd staying close behind him as if he was the leader. Well, he technically was the leader of the herd. Once the herd was within reach, she attacked.

The herd and traveller panicked as she rose from her laid position, going after the sheep instead of the traveller. To her utter annoyance, the traveller fought back, trying to defend the sheep from her twenty-nine foot height and fifty foot long body, tail included. However, she didn't focus on him and grabbed a few sheep with her beak that split at the bottom, sharp teeth sinking into the soft wool as they made panicked sheep noises, the traveller booking it after gathering the rest of the herd.

It wasn't until she was aware of her surroundings that she felt the string not attached to her foot. Nervously, with the three sheep she had caught in her jaws, she saw that the reflective string had cut into her bone. She immediately dropped the sheep, shifting painfully back to her dragonoid form to inspect the damage.

The string had cut into her bone, and nearly severed her foot off. She sighed, turning her gaze back at the sheep. They were dropped far out of her reach, which she wasn't worried about at all. She could shift her tail to grow longer and grab her catch. Problem was that she was extremely low on energy and would have severe consequences. But if she ate the sheep quickly or even got a small chunk of it, she would have enough energy to keep warm.

It was a gamble and a risk. A risk she was willing to take, even if it meant she would pass out after retrieving her meals. With pained grunts and prevented screams by gritting her teeth, she managed to shift her tail longer with painful ease and retrieve her well-deserved meal. She could feel herself getting woozy after reshifting her tail back to its normal length. Had she not bitten into the sheep prior during her body's defensive mechanism, she wouldn't have been abke to eat some of the raw meat the sheep had hidden behind skin and wool. The soft and sweet meat felt refreshing as it slid down her throat satisfyingly and stopped her hunger pains. Her once mummified hands were nornal again, thanks to the sheeps moist flesh. It would be disgusting for many, had there not been the fact that she was a predator that could eat raw and cooked meat.

She was nearly done with her first kill, before she felt hunger pangs again. She grunted, placing her hands on the ice as she jerked with pain, panting while coughing. Her entire body felt like it had been thrown down a ravine accompanied with lava and a dozen zombies. Black sludge escaped her mouth, staining the snow in black as more poured out of the opening. She could only watch in horror as it kept coming out, her body quivering in fear at the sight of the black liquid. Her body wracked many more coughs, collapsing onto her side as it became too much of a coughing fit to sit upright.

She saw bits of black sludge dye the white wool black before it had sizzled away into nothingness. Her stomach acid... why did she cough up her stomach acid? Was it something inside the sheep? Or had she gotten ill? Probably illness. Her kill was fresh and had no parasites, which wouldn't matter with how strong her acid could be. She had probably gotten ill from the cold before she could even warm herself up by eating the flesh of the animal. But that wasn't a problem. This was the second time, and she knew that she just needed to warm up by using the wool all three her kills had.

Weakly, she grabbed her kills and carfully sheered the wool of using her claw skills. She didn't want to stain the precios material with the stomach acid that had made a hole where she had coughed it up. She carefully placed the wool down, creating a nest of sorts and curled up tightly as best as she could without getting an early amputation of her foot. Immediately, she felt a bit warmer, but not by much.

Now she wished that she hadn't travelled to get some obsidian blocks from the nearest village from where she had stayed. The nearest village was more than 200 blocks away, and they had no resources for when a literal sandstorm blocked her only path home without the need to worry about danger. And where did that land her? Where danger came in many forms!

-x-x-x-

More than seven days have passed, and she was still trapped. Her frostbite had gotten worse and her hypothermia got really close to her heart. She was sure that she wasn't going to make it. She knew that pretty damn well.

However, thete was a shift in the air. And she saw a shadow loom over her. Confused, she weakly looked up, only to glare weakly despite the fear in her chest. The familiar masked mob was looming right above her, the mask moching her condition with silent insults trailing behind, the four massive wings that were behind it calmly and subtly moved as it floated, the two halos forming an "X" infront of the mask just glowing a dim yellow.

She let out a weak snarl, but was no match for the mob to suddenly transform into a more humanoid appearance. Though the mask was still there, and it had an extra pair of arms. She was in and out of focus, her energy long ago wasted to hunt three days ago, which had been unsuccessful. She kept growling at the "human" that was still a behemoth compared to her.

" Oh my~ It seems the once defensive warrior has been caught in a trap~"

She bared her teeth at him, but couldn't maintain her posture for long. She was an easy kill now, and this mob knew that. She could barely use her arms to lift her torso up, barely able to lift her head up without it feeling like she used effort to do so. He could end her life if he wanted to. She didn't want to admit that she was terrified at the thought of being crushed or killed by him.

He crouched down, and she instinctively backed away from him by an inch, still growling and suppressing pained whimpers. The head tilted of the behemoth, one arm reaching towards her, which earned a shriek from her. She nearly tugged her limb off, were it not for her weak state and condition. She already got severe frostbite, and had managed to survive it with her dragonoid form.

" You were much braver than this when I first met you."

He dared to comment, reaching for her despite the growls of attempted intimidation. He didn't seem to hear them, as if completely ignoring the sounds as he finally curled his fingers around her. Again, she was frantic and tried to move away by struggling out of his grasp. She didn't want to lose her limb, despite the flesh being frozen and rotten like a zombie's.

But when he pulled her away, there was nothing that hit the ground when he lifted her up. She dared to look, and saw her nearly severed limb still attached. Albeit it threatened to fall off. But with how he suddenly held a hand below her and placed her on it, she doubted it.

She stopped growling, but didn't stop glaring upon redirecting her attention to the mask. She then saw how close she was to the mask and the eyes on her. That's when she stopped glaring, when her body didn't dare to breath like her brain wanted to.

" But now you are a weak little thing on the brink of death. I am surprised you lasted this long without water, but it seems you had managed to catch food."

He wasn't talking to her directly. He merely stating facts with what he saw from where she had previously been. That still didn't make her feel easy by the way he had stared at her through the mask.

A hand suddenly appeared out of the corner of her eye, and lifted the mask up to reveal his mouth. Her eyes widened as a dark thought crossed her, and she felt pathetic for going into prey mode. She had no energy to shift into that body horror monstrosity or anything. She didn't have enough energy to even shift into her original form without passing out and never wake up again.

" But you are still weak and vulnerable from the elements here."

She saw his lips and mouth twitch as he spoke, how he had extremely sharp canines that could cut her with ease.

" Think of this as... my way of thanking you for keeping me entertained."

His lips parted, and the hand hsd tilted to let her slide into the cavern. It was incredibly hot to the touch on some parts of her body that had bare skin, but she knew that it was from staying in the cold for so long. The muscle beneath her had moved, maneuvering her into the maw until she was fully inside. She wanted to struggle, but her body was way too weak.

" Hey-! Please! Please let me go! Let me out! Please!"

She could only plea for him to let her out ,with a fear she didn't know she had, despite the fact that she could die instantly from the elements that awaited outside if he listened. But she knew that this... she couldn't call him a mob if he was this sentient. He had to be some type of creature.

The tongue lifted her up, and she felt herself slide towards... She screamed as soon as she began to slide towards the throat, trying desperately to dig her claws into the muscle with no luck. She slid down head first, a swallow pulling her halfway down into the esophagus.

" Please! Don't-"

She was automatically pleading for her life, already weakly squirming in an attempt to get out of her predicament, but to no avail. She felt herself get dragged into the throat after a second swallow. The rippling flesh around her pulsed with life, and pushed in on her as if tpying with her. She barely had a second to get herself together when a pressure from the outside pressed in on her and then... and then she was swallowed for the last time.

She had slid down the tube, all while she pleaded for her life to be spared. But she only got humbled with pleased hums, how the being had hummed in bliss with her slowly travelling down the esophagus and towards the organ that would kill her first.

She kept squirming, all while the being hummed at her struggles as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. The tube she went down had completely kept her from struggling more than she was capable of, but not tight enough to cause pain to her dehydrated body and injured leg. It was as if-

' No! Don't think like that!'

She shook her head at the thought that popped up, didn't dare to think that the flesh was being careful with her smalker and weaker body. Her mind nagged at her, but she shut it up real quick with a quick yelp at a tight ring of muscle that opened up beneath her.

" The... the... sphincter... Nonononononononononononono!"

She frantically tried to struggle again, which only resulted in her being deposited into the organ quicker, splashing into a glowing green liquid. Her mind told her that she needed to get out of here, that she was in danger of being digested quickly. She thought that she saw her flesh melt off-

She found a bit of strength to struggle, wings flapping in distress and tail thrashing behind her like a whip. She was beyond terrified, mind far from thinking straight and reasoning of how she could injure herself further, or cost her a limb.

However, the space tightened around her, and she screamed, folding her wings close to herself as she prepared to be bruised. However, the space slacked again, as if it had sensed her distress and fear. She didn't move until the glowing liquid reminded her where she was. But... why wasn't she being eaten by the acid?

She sat there, not moving or saying anything and it was as if the being also didn't move with how still the organ was. However, when she calmed down enough, that's when it hit her and she was dumbfounded.

" Wha- how... how am I still alive?"

She asked to no one in particular. However, he mind made up excuses as that digestion took longer for this large being or that her body was somehow immune to the acids. But then, why didn't her leg burn or melt away?

She heard him speak, and couldn't help but tense up.

" Mortal, calm down. My anatomy is far more complex than your little minds could understand. So, I ask if you have figured it out?"

" Figured what out?!"

She snapped, hissing but dared to not move. But what did he mean?! What was he trying to imply?! It didn't make sense to her. It didn't make sense at all in the first place.

" So you haven't figured it out?"

" What are you talking about?! What haven't I figured out yet?!"

" I just told you that my anatomy is far more complex than what your brain could handle."

" Then enlighten me before I fucking die?!"

She fell forward when the organ swayed, landing in the liquid again. That's when her mind realized something. To see if her mind was right, she lifted her scarred hand out of the fluid and saw that it had begun to close up. The wounds were almost gone.

" You aren't going to die, mortal. You are simply in another space that would heal your weakened body. In the state you are in right now, it's only a miracle that you made it instead of succumbing to not only your injury but also lack of water."

It was true. She must've been very lucky to still be alive, or the cruel world had felt sorry for her to the point that they had blessed her with her enemy saving her. Or was he really her enemy? Had Prime, as Dream had called him, blessed her with luck? It seemed so, or this was by pure coincidence.

She felt the organ jerk. That was an indication that he was on the move. Probably to get out of the cold terrain known as the snow biome.

" So... I am safe?"

" Completely safe."

" But... how did you know I needed help- no. Why did you help me? Don't you feel at all angered with my previous attempts of literally trying to tear your throat out pr anything?"

He hummed, but later on chuckled.

" For your first question, I noticed your lack of going out with that human friend of yours for almost eleven days, and sensed that something must've happened. I knew that you needed help, due to me not having been attacked by you during that period and sought out to find you. And, trust me when I say this, I am anything but angered by your attempts to put a scratch on my immortal body. I am more intrigued with your sudden outburst of attacking me upon seeing me for the first time."

True. She did attack him upon seeing him for the first time. But why intrigued by that? Shouldn't he be angry? Was her attempts pathetic in his eyes? Had she failed her best friend?

She shook her head. She couldn't think like that. She couldn't think negatively about how she felt pathetic for trying to protect her best friend. There was no time to think ao negatively about herself. Not while she was basically rescued by the one thing she had attempted to attack for almost a year now.

" What did you do to Juliette while I was absent? You better not have-"

" I have done nothing but await your return to continue that game you had created for yourself. I may have appeared maybe once or twice during those eleven days, but made no attempt to do anything to those mortals."

Mortals? Now that she thought about it, he had referred to her as a mortal too. Was he an immortal being with powers far beyond her understanding, or... was he a god? She dreaded at the two possibilities that rooted themselves in her mind, but tried to chop them off of her mind before they grew even more like trees.

" What are you, if you aren't a mob and refer to us being mortals?"

Her dread crept up her spine as soon as she received an answer from the being she had sat inside of.

" I am a God, specifically the god of this smp or world, as you mortals call it."

She felt her heart plummet into the depths of her body, and had not realized that she had shifted back to her original form without pain. He seemed to have sense her dread, as he was quick to try to quell her worry and fear.

" Do not fret about attacking me, mortal. I am not angered, as previously stated."

" Wait- I just realized..."

Anger came back to her at full force, and she barely registered that she stood up in the pool of liquid that healed her. She didn't even notice that her leg was almost healed. However, her frostbite and hypothermia would take longer to heal.

" WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT TELL ME THAT I WAS GOING TO BE COMPLETELY SAFE?!"

She was at the mercy of the god, sure, but her mind had erased that fact of him being a god in that moment. She was more angry about why he didn't tell her that she was safe.

" I thought my wording would have been easy to decipher?"

" What wording?"

She was shaking with anger. What had he said that she

" To have thought of it as my way of thanking you for keeping me entertained? Had that not reached your brain and easily been able to be deciphered to know that it was safe? Or had I communicated poorly?"

' Was he actually serious right now?!'

" That was very poor communication! I didn't even have time to register it when I was in prey mode or when I was literally too scared to focus on your words!"

The space jerked, and she stumbled while yelping and falling back into the liquid in a sitting position. She huffed, annoyed with having to stay in this god's... where the hell was she if this wasn't his stomach? Or if he didn't consider this as his stomach at all. From what she gathered while speaking to him, he didn't use the word stomach but just said, " You are simply in another space that would heal your weakened body." So, she could scratch stomach out of the list of words she had in mind.

" As much as I wpuld like to let you go so we could continue our game, it wpuld be dangerous with how severe your hypothermia and frostbite had gotten. It would be wise to stay there until you completely heal."

He advised, a gentle pressure from outside pushed the stomach wall closest to her inwards. Now that she knew that she was in no danger, she just allowed it. It wasn't like she would get out of here anytime soon, or get away from the fleshy walls around her. She was surrounded by his flesh, and his flesh alone.

" And how long would that take?"

She dared to ask, already crawling towards the nearest wall and curl up. She was incredibly tired, but had felt how her strength had returned the longer she stayed in the glowing liquid. The healing liquid that she now saw had healed her leg completely.

" Based on your condition, it would take around two more days minimum to get you back in good condition. Maybe even five days for maximum healing."

Her eyes widened.

" But- my friends-"

" There is no need to worry about that, for I'll deal with it. I am a god after all, and a god that is in charge of the world."

She sighed, leaning againt the fleshy wall while submerged in to liquid. It reached her waist, but rose up to her chest. She wanted to rest, but couldn't. Despite knowing that she was not harmed and safe, she couldn't seem to fall asleep. However, she thought of reasonable reasons as to why she would need to rest up.

" ... Just do your thing."

She muttered, eyes already closed as her body slowly relaxed. She wasn't asleep. She was just resting her eyes. That was the only reason she had closed her eyes. She was totally just resting her eyes, and had not fallen asleep from the warmth that seeped into her bones. Not at all.

-x-x-x-x-

She awoke, still finding herself in the organ she was in maybe a few hours ago now. Her eyelids were still a bit heavy from sleep, but she rubbed then to rid of the feeling. Her sudden movements might've alerted the god, as he immediately spoke.

" Had you rested well?"

" Mhmmmmm."

She just hummed groggily, still half asleep. She didn't register what he had asked, and just replied with a hum to whatever he had asked or said. She was still processing everything during her half asleep state. She literally acting a little childish when half asleep, but her body prevented her from doing childish acts.

But once she was fully awake, she found herself unable to move from her spot. It was way too comfortable for her to move, and reasoned that it was because she was still in the process of recovering from hypothermia and frostbite. Maybe even the illness she had around ten days ago now after her little coughing fit. But she hadn't coughed again after that. Rather, she just felt feverish and sluggish.

" You don't seem to be one for conversations, am I correct?"

" No. I am not a yapper."

She might as well talk or answer any questions the god had. It's not like she could really do anything when inside the organ that was healing her.

" But what is your name anyway?"

Small talk. That's what she thought it was.

" I am DreamXD, but please, call me XD."

" Ironic that there is a duplicate of Dream with an "XD" at the end of his name."

" I do not find it ironic, but understand where you come from. Irony is strange, is it not?"

" I guess it is strange."

It was a bit quiet after that, but XD broke the silence.

" May I ask for your name, mortal? It would be quite rude of me to keep referring to you as mortal instead of your given name."

" You are a god and have a right to call me mortal, but alright. I am Granite."

" Do you not have a surname or anything like the others?"

" I do. I just prefer not to share it."

He didn't push for her to give her surname, and it felt nice. She still couldn't that she had thought that he was a mob instead of an actual god for an entire year. Was she truly that focused on thinking that he was a mob instead of something else? It seemed like it.

" You are a shifter of sorts, correct. Correct me if I am wrong, but can you shift into dragons exclusively or can you shift into anything else?"

Huh. He was an observent god, wasn't he? Taking notes of what her body is capable of and incapable of.

" I can shift into dragons- the lizard ones with scales and stuff. I am exclusively able to shift into lizard-like creatures. That's all I know I am capable of shifting into."

" Interesting. Through all my years of being a god, I have seen very few of you shifters. Specifically the lizardshifters. Your people are a rare sight and species to behold and encounter."

Was the literal god of the world literally acting like a brother/father figure right now? Sharing his thoughts and knowledge like a father would to his son, and the son sharing that knowledge with his younger sister? It felt like it.

" I- I guess."

She sighed, now a bit bored. Not that she wpuld admit it. She just heard him hum at her reply, but said nothing. She needed all the rest that she could get anyways to recover quickly. Especially from that illness she had gained mere minutes after consuming the sheep she had caught.

-x-

Turns out that she had been in XD's pouch for five days. She hadn't known of gods having a pouch like Dream or the Netherborns. But she was more so relieved to finally get out of the organ. She had just talked and slept, the liquid providing her body with nutritional needs during the time she had stayed in his pouch.

Now, here she was, in the palm of his hand, seeing proper light for the first time in sixteen days. She was overjoyed, and had thanked the god properly for saving her life, to which he had replied to.

" No need to thank me, Granite. I was merely doing what I felt was right."

She had said her fairwell as they departed, and made her way back home. To say that everyone ran out of their homes and tackled her in a hug was not a joke. She was literally tackled by the entire village of people she had come to call friends. Even Juliette hugged her to the point she swore she heard a bone creak.

" I am fine-"

" Where were you?!"

Granite wouldn't tell them what actually happened, and gave them half of the truth.

" Sand blocked the shorter route and had to travel a longer route. I got lost but managed to come back safely, haven't I?"

It wasn't entirely the truth, but it wasn't entirely a lie either. Either way, she was back home with her friends and that was all that mattered.

Minus the scolding she got from a very worried naga that didn't let her try to explain why she had been gone for twoo weeks and two days upon hearing that she came back.

That didn't mean that she stopped going after XD, however. She kept going after him, but had secretly turned it into a game between the two. They had bonded during those five days when she was healing, and had grown to understand the other a bit more. Not that the others would know bout it.

Will her friends know what actually happened during her sixteen days of being absent? They will eventually, but not for a very long time. Will they notice her strange change in behaviour when seeing XD? No, she was really good with hiding it.

She really was lucky to have been blessed to be saved by the god of the smp, or world. But she would go as far as to call the god as part of her family. With how he had been acting like a father and brother at the same time during her healing process, she didn't mind it, but wouldn't openly or ever admit it.

She might even purposefully go to him to be in his pouch for more bonding time. She was not one to easily call someone family, but she was easily swayed to call him family after the rescue.

And that was exactly where she was, in the pouch of a god she considered family. Just resting and wanting to get away from Tommy's chaotic energy and the pranks everyone played on one another. Thankfully, Juliette wasn't part of it, but had fallen victim to the harmless pranks.

She wouldn't mind bringing Juliette along with her one day. One day meaning when she was ready to reveal what truly happened during those sixteen days. But she felt like that it wasn't now the perfect time to explain everything. It would only confuse her best friend. She would tell everyone when the time was right.

For now though, she was bonding with the god who saved her life while he did his godly duties.

#dsmp #soft vore #safe vore #healing vore #dsmp vore #giant dreamxd #dreamxd #dsmp oc #oc #mcyt vore #mcyt g/t #dsmp g/t #mcyt #tw: body horror #comfort vore

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... Why do I keep thinking that this is just Dream being Dream and scaring the entire server and while knowing that Tommy is in no danger? Dream just scaring Tommy to death (figuratively) and is laughing on the inside.

Exile but if Dream was a naga

Anyhow enjoy these drawings I'm partying after pulling an all nighter to make these

#why brain?! why?!#why?!#it would be a very funny scenario if tommy was acting #but we all know that this is sort of canon #imagine this as an actor au though👀#and the actors are terrified while Dream and Tommy know that it is completely safe

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hi. Um just another lil suggestion but you know,, it gets cold,, any upper moon could definitely get a lil human someplace warm so they won't die,, I dunno maybe they liked this human or something because of you remind me of...,,

Oh! I have been wanting to do some headcanons for one of my KNY aus for a while, and will gladly give you some!

How the Uppermoons would react to their favourite human needing/ asking for warmth

Muzan:

After hearing his favourite ask for warmth, he was quiet.

He is actually just trying to process what his favourite human asked of him.

After processing the question, his face would turn a slight red and he'd be serious.

Of course, he asked if she was sure before proceeding to store her.

If given the go ahead, he would shrink and then gently swallow his human and make sure that she is nice and comfy before going on with his routine.

Kokushibo:

His lovely human wife... needed warmth?

His six eyes would stare at her, but not for the purpose of scaring or intimidating her.

He was studying her body language.

He would extemd his arms as an invitation if her body shook from the cold.

He'd first try to use his body heat and Kimono to help warm her up.

If that doesn't work... he'll shrink and nom her.

He is nervous when she is in his pouch, asking her repeatedly every five minutes of she's okay.

He won't eat until she wakes up.

Douma:

Douma never actually told anyone about his storage because, well, demons versus slayers and hashira crap.

He didn't want to give away his identity, unless he planned to eat his follower or followers.

However, when Kotoha arrived with Inosuke he couldn't help but start to develope instincts.

The scent of her and her son drove him to the point of trying to distract himself woth eating more followers each night.

He'd never experienced such emotions before towards a human.

Eventually, one night, he had seen her try to keep herself and Inosuke warm one night when going for a stroll.

His rank turned into slits to help focus more on the vulnerable woman and child.

By then, she had already known about him being a demon, but not about his pouch.

So you could probably get an image of how she reacted when not only herself but her son were held in the palms of the demon.

She was terrified when she and her son were in the organ, and didn't respond for a solid five minutes.

Douma didn't know what happened and just went on with his stroll, despute the warm weight in his pouch.

When he found out though, he told Kotoha to come to him if she needed to warm up along with Inosuke.

She didn't talk to him for a week after that but did come to him like he had asked.

Akaza:

He would definitely help a woman get warm.

Maybe a strong opponent, but that is very rare.

However, Koyuki would definitly ask him for warmth when it gets extremely cold.

Obviously he would gently swallow her after shrinking and make sure she made it safely to his pouch.

He wouldn't move or go hunting the entire night until the sun rises and she wakes up. He'll hunt the next night and keep her warm too.

Hantengu and clones:

The main body would be terrified of putting a human in his pouch.

Especially when said human had not treated him like other humans did.

The human welcomed him into his home near the Swordsmith Village.

But, when the human is cold, he'll push through it and put them in his pouch while they slept.

However, when he had split up into his clones, there are many fights over who gets to eat them, before they quickly realize that the human is the one that treated the main body differently.

Obviously Sekido would store them first as he had a warmer pouch.

Aizetsu rarely stores them in his pouch because of the semi-warm pouch and the twitches from their body.

Karaku stores them the most, due to his more tight pouch, which isn't too tight to be claustrophobic but tight enough to prevent them from moving too much and offers comfprt.

Urogi is banned from putting them in his pouch because of his reckless behaviour when flying.

Although, he did sort of get a half ban as soon as he realized that he had forgotten about the warm weight in his pouch.

He isn't that careless anymore.

Zohakuten never met them until he fought a strong slayer.

He had put them in his pouch while fighting the slayer.

His pouch is all of the main four combined but a little less reckless from Urogi's side.

Urami just puts you in his pouch. His pouch is almost identical to Hantengu's.

Gyokko:

He just puts you in his pouch anyways.

It doesn't matter if you ask him, he'll do it anyway.

Even if it isn't that cold.

Daki:

You'll have to be her best friend or even sibling if you want her to put you in her pouch.

She finds the action very intimate and something you need her trust in order to go into her pouch.

However, if you have been working alongside her for a very long time amd overwork yourself in order to everything ready, she'll definitly put you in her pouch.

If you were a third sibling, she'd just keep you in her pouch until Gyutaro has to go hunt.

You'll tag along with him for the hunts, but not when battling a hashira or slayer.

You are far to fragile and precious.

And also a way to prevent them from dying if they were to be beheaded.

Gyutaro:

Although very thin below the ribs, his pouch is actually right next to his unused heart.

He mostly lets Daki store you when going hunting, if you are their sibling.

If you are not their sibling, he'd just come and store you every now and then.

But you'll have to be a very kind person who didn't view him as an ugly person in the past or now in the present.

You were most likely turned into a demon to prevent aging.

Kaigaku:

He is a total brat, and asshole.

But when he is around you, he just shuts it and tries to be soft.

He is blunt and stright forward.

Especially when sending you to his pouch.

His pouch is mostly warm, but changes if his mood changes.

If he is sour about something, his pouch gets hot.

He has to control his emotions most of the time.

He is an asshole, sure, but at least he tries to change for you.

#safe vore #soft vore #demon slayer #comfort vore #protective vore #uppermoons vore #demon king vore #vore hc #kny vore hc

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Thank you @stuffiwanttokeepsoimputtinithere and everyone who got me to 25 reblogs!

Welp. I guess it's nice?

[ Warning, this chapter contains: swearing, noms, soft noms, c!Dream being a naga, semi-unwilling(?) pred, unwilling prey, willing preys, injuries, fearplay, fear, fear of digestion ( doesn't happen and is not really written), naga instinct, animal-like imstinct and behaviour and near death.

If the warnings contain something you don't like, then I kindly ask you to please leave. For those who stayed, enjoy.]

[ Taglist: @kayla-crazy-stuffs]

New players

( For context, I have finally come back to my abandoned au I haven't used yet with two oc's. One of them is really old, and never got a design until a few days ago and the other one is very new. Dream is a Naga in this au, because I rarely see naga Dream noms. My new character is just an ordinary female human, while the other is a Lizardshifter. Meaning that they can shift into any lizard-type creatures like dinosaurs, lizards and even dragons. Lore will drop out soon enough for these two. Also, this is just an au of mine! I will probably make another story of this au soon.)

The server was quiet. Not a chaotic quiet but a calm quiet. The Admin, Dream, was literally a naga that... didn't really hurt anyone. All of the members were still a bit shaken by his appearance, but not scared that he'll probably eat them. Not that he'd actually do it, as he has said multiple times when questioned every time until they were assured he wouldn't gobble them up as an easy meal.

Although, he wouldn't mind storing someone if they knew about his anatomy well enough to know that it was safe. He knew both Sapnap and BadBoyHalo had brooding pouches, maybe Philza too, but they didn't know Naga anatomy or anything. Maybe Philza did know very little of his anatomy, but not a whole lot. It had been a problem hiding his instincts or controlling them.

Especially when your friends looked so vulnerable.

" WHAT THE FUCK?!"

He heard Tommy all but screech, as if he had seen a ghost. Maybe he saw one because of the illusion of the mushrooms Sapnap gave to him as a prank.

" LANGUAGE!"

Typical BBH. He sighed, slithering outside of his human-made cave to check out what the ruckus was all about. He was confused, if not shocked too.

A storm had brewed up out of nowhere, and it didn't have rain pouring down. Just flashes of lightning and the dark clouds. George had stood not far from where he was, including the rest of the server, it seemed. Sapnap was confused, and the fireborn seemed to have taken shelter under some trees with Ranboo.

" What is happening...?"

" HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW! ONE SECOND I AM GETTING WOOD, TGE NEXT SECOND, A BIG STORM APPEARED!"

" Calm down. Maybe it's a glitch?"

But he knew that it couldn't be a glitch. The Admin would've received intellect from the server's code about glitches. This wasn't a glitch. He hummed, watching it a few minutes longer in time to see a bolt nearly strike a building. It was one of the buildings Tommy built for Technoblade.

" Dream?! Can you get rid of this storm?!"

He shook his head slightly, as if knowing that he was unable to rid the anomaly and make it a peaceful day again.

" I-"

Thunder flashed, two silhouettes falling from the sky, as a bolt flashed again, into the forest away from the base. Everyone had to have seen them, right?

" What the f- the storm is gone? Did you get rid of it, Dream?"

He all but shook his head the question, looking back at the forest where he saw the silhouettes fall.

" Has anyone seen Foolish?"

" Sorry, Karl. I haven't seen him recently. He just went to the ocean to get something. Said he'll be back by nightfall."

Dream ignored the conversations, staring at the forest blankly. Had he just imagined it? Probably. No way a storm formed out of nowhere and disappeared after two people fell out of the sky. He shook his head and returned to his cave, building more materials for the members to enhance their mining.

Just as he got done with one iron pickaxe, he got a message from Fundy. Curious, he opened his comminicator, reading the message.

' Come to -234, -31.'

' Co-ordinates?'

Dream though, a bit confused at the text-

' QUICK!'

' On my way.'

He typed, taking a moment to process what just happened. It had to be urgent...

He sighed, setting the crafting materials aside and exited the cave. He made sure to place a sign down to let everyone know that he was out somewhere. Not that they would try to craft an item without him there. They wouldn't find the hidden chest containing the precious materials. He was the only one with knowledge of making the materials so far, as the rest of the crew were... a bit dumb.

He opened a screen, checking the co-ordinates. He was at -297, 10. He wasn't that far from Fundy, but he wasn't too close either. It would probably take a few minutes of slithering while the other humans took approximately twenty minutes to get there. He loved being part snake sometimes.

He wasn't sure why Fundy seemed a bit panicked/worried from what he could gather from the capital letters in the second message, including the exclamation mark.

He slithered in the direction of where the co-ordinates took him, making sure to pass by some mushrooms that had a slight blue glow to them. He didn't want to have another experience with illusions again. Not with those mushrooms.

" Dream!"

Fundy immediately waved for the naga to follow him, seeming distressed and urgently trying to get him to follow. Dream knew by then that something was wrong.

" QUICKLY! FOLLOW ME!"

" Woah- Fundy- wait-"

The admin had to literally slither a bit quicker to keep up with him. The fox hybrid was quick and almpst silent with how he ran. Dream had to admit, the hybrid was quick. Although, the hybrid had shorter stamina than him in comparison.

He saw Fundy stop, and he began to slow down. The porcelain mask glistened in the sunlight now that it had finally made contact with it. The poor fox-hybrid had his ears down, tail between his legs as he looked at Dream.

" Um- so... I saw a storm and..."

He used a paw to gesture to show Dream something. He followed to where the paw gestured for him to look, and his green eyes widened in shock.

" these two fell out of the sky."

What Fundy was pointing at were two figures under some wooden planks Fundy probably constructed to keep them out of the sun. He had never seen these two before, or didn't receive a pop-up in the chat to let the entire server know that they had joined his server. As a matter of fact, how did they get into his server?

" Um... yeah... they don't look good either."

Dream lifted his mask slightly to reveal his lips, flicking his tongue to taste the air. He smelled blood.

" Did you give them regeneration?"

" I didn't have one, and just went with building something to protect them both from the sun."

He looked a bit upset at that, but shook his head as kept speaking.

" And one of them had a strange blood colour."

" Strange? How strange?"

Fundy motioned him to get closer to the two people.

" Um... does a black glistening purple metallic colour blood count?"

Fundy lifted the arm of the person wearing a mask, gloves off as it exposed the black contents dripping from their skin. It, indeed had a purple shine when seen from a certain angle or if some light poured in. It was a black-purple colour.

" It... that is not normal."

" So... any idea what they are?"

" I know that the blonde is just a normal human. The masked one... I have no idea."

Both saw night approach, and Fundy built the two people in, trapping them inside the hollow box of wooden planks for their protection.

" We should get Ranboo or Sapnap? One of them can carry one pf the two while I carry the other person. That way, you can protect us."

" I don't know... we can just wait for it out until day. It'll be easier as you have enough planks to build a small hideout."

Fundy sighed, shoulders slumped but he nodded. Not that he fully agreed with the Admin, but it was better then to accidentally drop the unconscious person while Dream attacked. It might cause more injuries on both of them than helping and healing them. Besides, Dream was large enough to coil his tail four times around them for protection and warmth.

It didn't take long to quickly build a temporary hideout for the four and destroy the box around the new people. It wasn't large, but it wasn't small. It was just big enough to fit Dream's entire length and leave enough room for Fundy and the two newcomers.

The only light was the torch in the middle of the hideout, illuminating the room with a soft yellow glow. Dream's tail coiled around Fundy and the two injured people, radiating warmth that the three desperately needed. Except Fundy, as he was part fox. The other two, however, needed warmth the most.

One of them stirred, and both Admin and Fundy turned their attention to the two, seeing the blonde stir and sit upright. Most of her hair covered her left eye. Probably from impact.

" Um... hi?"

Her eyes flew open upon hearing Fundy speak, staring at the two. And then-

" WHO ARE?!"

" Woah- calm down, ma'am-"

" WHERE AM I?!"

She tried to back up, but ended up backing up against Dream's coils. She froze in place."

" Um... firstly, I am Fundy and this is Dream. Secondly, you are with us in a temporary hideout for the night due to dangerous mobs."

" Can you please calm down? And tell us how you got in my server or who you are?"

Dream offered a small smile, but it did little to help calm her down as she only shook her head and glared at them. She refused to answer, but did seem to try to get closer to the other girl. Do they know each other? Possibly.

" What's your friend's name? So that we don't just use your pronouns?"

She refused, folding her arms over her knees and holding them tightly. Maybe a bit too tightly as Dream could smell fresh blood after flicking his tongue.

" Hey- don't hurt yourself! We don't want to hurt you two! We just want to bring you back to base and heal you and your friend."

Seems like he wasn't the only one who could smell fresh blood. Fundy was full of surprises as a fox hybrid, it seemed. But it would make sense as he was part fox.

" ... How do I know you aren't lying?"

" Um..."

Fundy looked at Dream for help.

" Well- I am a naga which means that I would've had a chance to eat you-"

" WHAT?!"

" Dream- that isn't helping-"

" IF it weren't for the fact that I only eat animals."

She stared at Dream in shock, slowly loosening her grip on her arm, but looked away quickly. The air was tense and quiet for a good minymte before she started mumbling something.

" Pardon?"

" Juliette..."

She closed her eyes, inhaling shakily.

" I am Juliette."

" Nice to meet you, Juliette. I promise that we only want to heal you two up."

Dream was quiet, but it was soon discovered why as he was already asleep. Juliette shivered at the mere touch of his scaled lower half.

" What's the name of your friend, if you don't mind me asking?"

She hesitated, contemplating whether or not to tell them the masked woman's name. He quickly began to talk.

" You don't have to say her name if you don't want to! That's fine by me and Dream."

He looked nervous, almost as if he was scared that he may have made her uncomfortable. Yet, she showed no signs of being uncomfortable. She just... looked wary, which was understandable.

" Um..."

She looked off to the side, hesitant as she looked at the green scales. Her eyes immediately displayed curiosity, and she dared to reach up to feel Dream's scales. Though, Fundy looked worried about how he would react.

As soon as her hand made contact, the tail flinched and Dream stirred, turning his attention to where he felt the touch. Juliette immediately yelped, scooting away from the muscle and muttered an apology.

" Sorry..."

Dream sighed, but said nothing. He only brought his tail closer, lowering his head back onto his arms, watching her. Fundy had not expected that type of reaction from Dream, but thought that it was probably smart enough to let her curiosity go wild so that she didn't do anything dumb.

" Wh-what cr-creature are y-you?"

She stuttered, shyly glancing at Dream and Fundy. Out of all the questioms she had, she wanted to know what creature he was?

" Furry one of you two..."

Oh... That made sense. Get to know what creatures both of them were so that she could get comfortable or try to feel safe around them both.

" Well... you can probably tell that I am a fox hybrid. Not really sure what else to say."

He offered a soft smile, before giving Dream a nod. As if giving him a chance to explain what creature he was. She tilted her head, curious but began to worry about Dream.

" Well, to put it in short, Fundy is just a mix of fox and human."

Her face twisted in confusion.

" H-how is that p-possible?"

" We... uh... don't question it."

She was dumbfounded, shoulders slumped at the brief explanation. She didn't seem as scared as before, but still was wary. Not that he blamed her.

Fundy leaned against anpther secrion of his tail, getting comfortable and drifting off. He mostly relied on Dream's warmth radiating from his scales. Nights tended to get cold in the woods, and he wasn't sure if the unconscious person would make it. She hasn't woken up yet, and it might have been only half an hour.

Fundy was fast asleep, and that's when Juliette had the courage to ask something he had not expected.

" Y... you are a naga, right?"

He nodded, confusion emitted from him. What did this have to do with their situation? He didn't know.

" I- um..."

She looked a bit embarrassed, scared even.

" Can... can you help my friend?"

" How can I help her?"

" She is a... uh- shifter of lizards? And uh..."

He tilted his head, a vague thought and idea of what she was about to ask popped up, but he dismissed it. He blamed instincts.

" And you are a reptile... Do you think that she... nevermind. It's stupid."

She turned her head away, trying to avoid eye contact with him. It just left him in a pool of confusion and curiosity. He couldn't stop as his question slipped from his mouth.

" You think I can help her?"

She looked... a bit disappointed, but nodded slowly.

" Yes... I thought you could... help her."

" How?"

" I thought you had bandages?"

" Oh... I unfortunately don't have any. Not even a regeneration potion."

She was conflicted with herself, it seemed. Not something he expected from her. It was as if she regretted her attempt at trying to ask for help to heal her friend. She didn't need to. He thought that it was a nice gesture and action that proved that she was a kind-hearted person.

" Sorry I asked."

Her voice sounded so small....

" What the- what happened?"

" Granite!"

A new voice asked, and he turned his attention to the other person. Juliette basically just jumped onto her, which caused her to hiss in pain.

" Ow- Juliette! My arm!"

The masked figure looked at Dream, and immediate began to ask a series of questions to which Juliette tried to answer as best as she could to her abilities. It was funny to see her bicker, but it replaced it with how she flinched from her injuries.

" Sorry! I am just glad that you're okay!"

Dream noticed the blood had dried up on her palm. It was a strange colour for a shifter, and he had never met a shifter that could exclusively shift into lizard related creatures. Was it because they were rare? He didn't know. He only knew that he would take them to BBG as Philza was not going to be available for a few days.

They had to just hope for the best.

-x-

" GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

" LANGUAGE!"

" I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR FILTER!"

" As I said: LANGUAGE!"

Things... didn't really go as well as both him and Fundy had hoped. Partly because Granite, as they learned from the interaction with Juliette, was a bit of a stubborn person with severe trust issues and a protective nature. And maybe she possibly had some trouble expressing her other emotions around strangers? It was a possibility, but wasn't to say that it was true.

Juliette was... a lot calmer as Karl treated her wounds. She didn't seem to be hostile unless in the situation she was in prior. Especially since her friend was unconscious. Not as if he could blame them both when they woke up to see strangers around them. He, too, would've reacted like that if he were a human with both George and Sapnap unconscious in their situation at that time.

Although, he couldn't help but dwell on his instinctual thoughts when Juliette asked if he could help Granite. The more... caretaker mindset made him feel uneasy. Not that it would be obvious with a mask over his eyes and lips most of the time.

He shook his head and left, getting his mindset back to crafting those pickaxes and shovels for the others to use. It wasn't like he'd try to stay there and dwell much further.

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It had been three or four months after the arrival of Granite and Juliette. And even DreamXD had been spotted a few times. To say that Granite had basically tried to fight the god was an understatement. She managed to not only fight but also land some incredibly good but ineffective hits on him.

Not that it helped with the fact that she had gained the interest of the god, which only encouraged her further to pick a fight with him. She was either very brave and bold, or just very stupid and uneducated about the gods. It was a fifty-fifty at this point. Though, it was expected for her to not know about the gods or how many there were and their roles.

He shook his head as he saw Juliette try to hold Granite back from clawing at XD's throat which he thought was both admirable and incredibly baffling. He thought that Granite would listen to Juliette's reason, which proved to be wrong as the shifter just threw insults at the god.

However, the god left to which Granite seemed to take offense to and began cursing and calling the god pathetic for escaping. She was lucky that BBH was not here, or he'd literally wash her mouth with soup. He had done it before, and she was somehow not traumatized or anything. Rather, it made her start to curse even more.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when someone tugged on his sleeve. He turned his attention to see who it was, and was not at all surprised to find Juliette being the person to have tugged at his sleeve with Granite grumbling nonsense at the air.

" Um... Mister Dream?"

" I told you that you can just call me Dream. No need for ' Mister' when addressing me."

" Sorry..."

She fiddled with her sleeves for a bit before looking at her feet.

" I wanted to ask if... if it was true that you can craft materials?"

"Right... they hadn't seen me craft or anything. Just heard by the others that I could craft."

He sighed, but answered regardless by giving a small nod, curiosity filled his mind. He saw how her eyes lit up, and a smile begin to form on her lips, stretching from ear to ear.

" Can... can you craft a wooden sword for Granite and I? So that we can learn to use an actual sword properly in the future?"

He thought about it for a minute, but gave in. He nodded, before speaking again.

" I might have some wood left from making that shovel last time. It shouldn't take long. But let's see first."

He turned to his chest, and opened it. Lo and behold, there were still leftover wood. He was lucky to have leftovers, or he would've asked someone else to go get wood.

" I do have enough wood to make two wooden swords."

He let them know, getting the materials ready to be turned into weapons. He didn't mind if anyone watched him craft, as it was really complex to them. It should be complex to the two females too.

So, he began crafting, chipping away pieces of wood to form a sharp edge for said weapon and make a handle with whatever sticks he had left. After the first one was done, he began on the second one. He could feel both of their eyes look at how the sword was crafted by him with awe.

" That's so cool!"

He chuckled upon hearing the excitement in Juliette's voice. He couldn't help it, as she was rather sweet and literally scolded anyone trying to go back what they were doing with injuries that had been treated. It was comical, in a way as it always resulted in childish arguements. Especially with Tommy.

Now that he thought about it, Granite never revealed an inch of her face. Especially when she had to eat with everyone during hangouts. He only showed his lips when needing to taste the air, but that was about it. Granite... never really revealed any inch of her face. He shook his jead at the thought and gave them their weapons upon finishing. He would dwell on that thought later. For now, he had to focus on his tasks as Admin.

" Thank you!"

" Yeah... thanks or whatever, I guess."

Juliette began to scold Granite for her rude behaviour, to which it ended with them chasing each other and then practicing their fighting skills. How in Prime they were best friends was beyond him.

However, he was dragged out of his thoughts when Juliette began to yell at Granite. That was something that rarely happened between the two. He shrugged it off, simply thinking that they were messing around with each other with their new "toys" and testing them out.

It was silent after he had finished his work. When he looked outside, he noticed that it was nighttime already. It had to have been a few hours, since he worked on his tasks as Admin when the sun was in the sky at noon. However, he hadn't seen or heard of the two females in a little while. He grew a bit nervous, as they would already be in a building and let him know via George but when he checked his communicator, he saw nothing from George.

This made him incredibly worried, as mobs spawned at night away from the little town his friends had made, thanks to the glowstone path that had been placed everywhere. He put on a call for everyone to join, to which they did. Albeit some of them were a bit annoyed while others weren't.

" What is it?"

" Has anyone seen Granite and Juliette?"

" Sorry. I haven't seen them."

" I haven't seen them in a few hours."

" I last saw them at the pond."

" I am busy trying to get more materials for their armor in the mines."

" I thought they went to you to ask for wooden swords?"

" I did craft them the swords, and immediately began doing Admin tasks. I just got off and went through the messages."

Murmurs broke out on the call, and they were worried murmurs. BBH was always the one to be more worried, bless his kind heart. And then, George spoke up.

" I am going out to look for them. Sapnap said he'll help."

Everyone wished them luck and prayed for their safety. And then, the call ended with only Dream, George and Sapnap still on.

" I am coming with you guys."

" Alright. We'll be at the border of the forest near your cave."

" Just don't forget regeneration potions please."

" Wouldn't do that."

And then thhe call came to an end, communicator put back into his inventory as he began to get every necessary item for the search. He hadn't gotten close with them personally, but Juliette looked up to him. He didn't like failing. He wouldn't fail.

After making sure that he had everything, including some potions, he left to join the two waiting for him. He talked to them, and explained what the course of action was. He wasn't surprised to see that the two had iron armor on for safety. His scales were so thick, that not even gold could penetrate it. Only diamonds.

" Okay- I'll try to get their scent and then you two could carry them while I stand as a protector. I have more than enough regeneration potions incase they are beyond healing from one potion each."

The two nodded, seeming to agree with Dream's plan. They would have used building materials to build another temporary hideout like last time, if it were not for the fact that there were more mobs than normal and a literal god on the loose now. Who knew what XD would do to the two?! Especially since Granite literally attacked the god!

They followed Dream as soon as he went into a certain direction, tongue flicking to get a taste of the air, trying to pick up the scent of the two vulnerable females and probably a very protective Granite. Problem was, they had no idea whether Granite jad shifted into something or not, and they had never seen the robed female shift before.

He picked up a scent, and immediately made a sharp turn towards it, the other two trailing behind. He had smelled blood, which was not good. It was a definite sign that something or someone was injured.

As they got closer, they heard labored breathing and Juliette's voice. Not good. Absolutely not good.

" Dream! Sapnap! George!"

She immediately called them over as soon as she saw the trio, behind her was Granite with multiple injuries and a broken mask, revealing half of her face. She was covered in her own blood and a bit of Juliette's blood. Not that her friend had suffered most of the injuries like she did. Juliette suffered minor injuries while Granite suffered major injuries.

Now that they were literally up close, they saw a black tail behind Granite and some horns on her head. Her canines were sharper amd longer. Sapnap immediately began to inspect the injuries on Juliette while Dream went to use the splash potions to heal Granite's wounds. George inspected the damage inflicted on the raven-haired female and looked at Juliette.

" What happened?!"

His voice was a shrill yell as he demanded the background of what happened before the trio arrived. Sapnap just wrapped Juliette's injuries on her arm and face, incredibly focused on trying to put pressure on the bleeding wounds on her back.

" We got lost and then a large horde of zombies, creepers and skeletons came! Granite shifted and took most of the blows from the creepers and skeletons while also protecting me from the zombies! And then there were phantoms and-"

Her breathing increased, her chest jerking as she struggled to suck in oxygen, tears falling from her face as the memory of what happened began to traumatize her body again. She shook, body jerking with every breath she took in as she sobbed.

Sapnap tried to control her breathing, giving her breathing exercises he had gotten from BBH when Karl began panicking. Juliette kept speaking as she struggled to breath.

" And Granite- she- a phantom attacked- but then a zombie came- she swiped her talons at the phantom- and then a creeper came-"

At this point, she was messing up her sentences and her words jumbled, overlapping the previous word as she struggled to form a coherent sentence. However, from the jumbled words they gathered, it was obvious what had happened and why Granite was injured. No wonder Juliette didn't suffer major injuries and Granite did.

" It's okay. You don't need to say much more."

He looked at the Admin and George, all three exchanged worried looks and asked a telepathic question:

How were they going to get Granite out of here?

She was now too heavy for George to carry and Dream needed to have his hands free as George couldn't keep killing mobs that wished to do harm. Sure Dream could carry Granite, but then George would have to kill dangerous mobs with his low stamina, and he was better with long distance combat. Not short distance.

And they had no wood to build a temporary shelter.

Granite groaned, eyes open ajar as she stared at the four. Her eyes glowed and her pupils were slitted. Her vision was blurry and all she could see were the blurry coloured clothes from all four of them. Even her hearing was filled with ringing, their voices were muffled as they spoke.

That's when Sapnap and George looked at each other, exchanging nervous looks while Dream was too deep in thought to notice them looking at him. Even Juliette seemed nervous when they were nervous. Dream had a salution, but brushed it off as soon as the thought popped up.

He was fighting instinct to store them, especially Sapnap and George even though they had armor. He was large, and could fit all four of them in his brooding pouch, but he didn't want to scare them. Especially because none of them knew that he had a brooding pouch like Sapnap and BBH.

He sighed, facepalming. He was just going to have to fight it off and carry Granite. But then, out of nowhere and so sudden, Sapnap gave a surprising question.

" Dream, you're a naga. Don't nagas have a brooding pouch?"

George gave a confused look, but it wasn't directed at Sapnap. Rather, it was directed at Dream. The Admin was caught off guard by the question, looking at the two and very worried Juliette with a baffled expression. Not that they would see it anyways.

" How-"

" Dude! Your a naga! Everyone knows nagas have brooding pouches!"

He was baffled. No, really, he was. Did that mean he had worried over nothing? His mind couldn't comprehend what had just happened, or even process the information.

" Sapnap is right. Don't nagas have a brooding pouch?"

" What's going on? What do you mean by Dream having a brooding pouch? What's a brooding pouch?"

Right. They forgot that Juliette was here. And she had no knowledge about naga anatomy. Granite probably also had zero knowledge about his species's anatomy.

" So,"

Dream began crossing his arms.

" you are telling me that I was worried over nothing?!"

" Well- now that we think about it, yeah."

Sapnap rubbed his neck nervously, almost shyly.

" Yeah... we thought you knew everyone knew about your anatomy."

Juliette was confused and scared. Dream sighed, groaning at his stupidity. Of course everyone would know. There were books about naga anatomy in the library. He should've known.

But Juliette didn't know about how his anatomy worked. And he had to somehow convince her that it would be safe. Granite was too injured to probably not know what the hell they were talking about. Her mind wasn't comprehending what was said.

It wouldn't hurt to let instinct take over, right? To not let him hear the pleas Juliette would ask as he send her to his pouch, and tune out Granite trying her best to protect Juliette while being injured.

He hadn't realized that his tail unconsciously coiled around Juliette loosely, or how Sapnap and George tried to tell her that she was safe for what was to happen next. Or how Granite had blacked out again. George and Sapnap were also in his coils, and had not struggled. Although, they were a bit nervous as Dream had never used his brooding pouch before. Well- not with hus friends but with treasures before meeting them.

He barely heard the terrified yelp as his jaws opened, or how Juliette had squirmed in his coils as his head was brought closer to her face. He was in instinct mode, and it was evident that his friends knew this. They kept reassuring Juliette, but it fell on deaf ears on Dream. Everything was muffled, his slow progress of sending Juliette to his pouch and tip of his tail slowly coiling around Granite.

He only knew of a warm lump slide down his throat and enter his pouch before moving onto the next vulnerable person. He didn't know who it was, but he could definitely taste iron armor, which his brain registered as either Sapnap or George in its foggy state. He worked his jaws around the person, tilting his head so that gravity could assist him with getting the vulnerable thing down his throat, for it to enter his brooding pouch.

He didn't know what happened further, memory foggy and instinct on high alert as he felt the last vulnerable being weakly move at the tip of his coils. He snapped out of it, and held his head, feeling his brooding pouch full of something. He didn't see George or Sapnap or Juliette anywhere. That's when realization hit him.

He had them in his pouch.

And someone was squirming.

And two masculine voices tried to calm down that person.

It was Juliette that squirmed in his pouch.

It was Juliette that had pleaded for her life.

He panicked, about ready to hack them out when the squirming subsided, coming to an abrupt stop. No more pleading or squirming. Just stillness and quitness. He worried that the three were going to be ask to be let out, but didn't hear anything. He just felt the occasional squirming from the person to get... comfortable?

" Fucking- I am fighting that smiling mob-"

He snapped his attention to face Granite, who had wiped her face uselessly. She must be talking about XD, who he now found she that she thought that the god was a mob. She still wasn't in the best state, given how she distantly checked her surroundings.

He felt a tug at his brain, but decided to not worry about it as he brought the incoherent woman to his face. She didn't even know what the hell was going on when he opened his maw, saliva dripping from his sharp fangs as he carefully maneuvered her inside, working his jaws around her body without a hassle. He could taste the blood, which was bitter and not pleasant on his palette.

He swallowed, tilting his head as his esophagus brought her in the tube as he had gulped. He gulped again, feeling her slide down his throat and into his pouch. He never felt so relieved to have his friends this close to him, or how they knew of his anatomy.

He still felt a bit upset for letring instinct tale over and let it put Juliette in his pouch first and then his two best friends. But je found it pleasant to have control and feel how Granite slid down his esophagus and into his pouch. But je frowned and placed his hand on his tail where his brooding pouch was located.

" Is... is everyone okay? Do I need to get you out?"

" Yup! George and I are fine! Granite doesn't seem to know what is going on. Maybe she is put of it."

" And Juliette?"

His heart sped up, but he perked up at her voice. Scared, but not mad.

" Is... is it really safe?"

" I promise that you are safe!"

He blurted, hoping to Prime that she didn't take his blurt of words as a bad sign.

" I'll try to find that book that explains my anatomy when we get back! I promise!

" Can we just get a move on? I am about ready to just fall asleep after the scare of finding these two injured."

Dream just shook his head, slithering back to where they all came from. He even climbed the trees to avoid as many mobs as possible with everyone in his pouch. It won't be that bad the next day, right?

-x-

He was absolutely wrong. Granite came back from who knows where in her mind and what was the first thing she did? Go after XD. Dream had gotten them out of his pouch when they made it back to where they all came from, and is currently panicking at the shifter claw everywhere XD had teleported to. Juliette, BBH and even Foolish went after her as she ran after the god, whom teleported everytime she clawed at him.

It didn't seem to work, as she just kept going after the god like some German Shepard going after a killer during a police investigation. And she was not waiting to gain back her breath.

" Is this really the first thing she does upon waking up and get regenerated from the potion?"

" Looks like it."

" Now we know where to find her if XD is here."

" Couldn't agree more."

Both Dream and George said in unison as the three watched four people chase each other after a powerful entity. This was definitely not something they had expected after being in Dream's pouch and be let out upon arrival. Definitely not.

" Should we....?"

" I don't think it's a good idea."

" GET BACK HERE GREEN SMILING BASTARD!

" LANGUAGE!"

" HOW ARE YOU SO FAST?!"

" JUST COME BACK HERE, GRANITE! THAT'S A-"

" COME HERE COWARD!"

" GRANITE!"

Yup. This was their daily routine now. And it was now everyone's problem, as the rest of the members just watched the chase unfold. Heck- even Tommy wamted to join at one point! Dream had to learn to make Granite stop going after XD. Even if it means using his pouch or going through codes and use commands.

" GRANITE!"

This was his life now.

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