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fixated-cookies · 2 months ago

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Ok hear me out again how about this time Y/N is trying to be the flirty one to shadow milk cookie and pure vanilla cookie while they are busy and out of nowhere Y/N just starts to act flirty just wanted to see how they would react

Good luck dear ;)

Trying to fluster them while they are busy? oh, that's adorable. I'm just thinking how it would be, perhaps them sitting in a shared office? ahaha just thinking about it hilarious, shadow milk cookie and pure vanilla existing in a shared space peacefully? it'll have to do.

At first, they'll hardly acknowledge you. Shadow Milk is sprawled across a velvet lounge, flipping through one of his many scripts—plans, schemes, things that will no doubt cause someone (you) grief later. Pure Vanilla, on the other hand, sits at his desk, peacefully writing letters, lost in quiet thought.

At first, you keep it subtle—a lingering touch on Pure Vanilla’s sleeve, fingertips grazing the fine embroidery of his robes. A small sigh near Shadow Milk’s side, heavy with longing. Normally, he’d react instantly, latching onto any excuse to tease you, but instead, he merely turns a page, utterly unbothered.

You lean over Pure Vanilla’s desk, chin resting on your hands, batting your lashes at him. “You work so hard, you know… It’s kind of cute.”

His quill pauses for just a second—but he hums, unbothered, and continues writing. “That’s very sweet, dear. But I do need to finish this.”

Oh, so that’s how it is?

Undeterred, you shift over to Shadow Milk, draping yourself onto the arm of his chair with a dramatic little huff. “And you, always scheming… Can’t you spare a moment for little old me?”

For a moment, nothing. Then, slowly, he glances at you from the corner of his eye, a smirk curling at the edges of his lips.

There it is.

But instead of indulging you, he only grins and flicks your forehead. “Pft, needy today, are we? You’ll live, sugarplum. Go entertain yourself.” His tone is dismissive, patronizing, and worst of all? He goes right back to his script as if you’re nothing more than a passing thought.

Fine you'll just have to up the ante.

You start with Pure Vanilla. If sweet, subtle teasing won’t work, then you’ll have to be bolder. With a soft hum, you slip around his desk and settle yourself onto his lap, arms draping loosely around his neck. He stills beneath you, but he doesn’t push you away. Encouraging.

Leaning in, your lips just barely graze the shell of his ear as you sigh, voice dripping with honeyed mischief. “Oh, Vanilla, won’t you let me take care of you for once?”

His grip on the quill tightens, knuckles paling, and oh, that reaction is delicious. You feel him exhale, slow and measured, as if trying to maintain his composure. Shadow Milk watches from his lounge, barely containing his glee as Pure Vanilla, in all his gentle righteousness, levels you with a soft but pointed scolding. “You shouldn’t tease unless you’re prepared for the consequences, love.”

Ooh, how prim and proper. How very Pure Vanilla. It’s enough to make Shadow Milk chuckle under his breath, shaking his head in amusement.

“Pft—oh, that’s rich.” He mutters, barely audible, like he’s talking to himself rather than him His lips curl, eyes dancing with unspoken laughter, savoring the sight of Pure Vanilla trying to keep his composure as you toy with him.

But then… something shifts.

You’re still focused on Pure Vanilla, still leaning into him, batting those lashes so sweetly. Your hands are lingering on his robes, your words soft, playful, meant only for him. And Shadow Milk isn’t included in the fun anymore. That’s when the amusement fades just a little, that grin twitching at the edges. You haven’t even looked at him in the past minute or so.

What—suddenly he’s not interesting enough for you?

His fingers tap against the armrest, slow, deliberate. His head tilts as he watches, that glint in his mismatched eyes sharpening into something… calculating. His lips part, but he doesn’t say anything yet—no, he’s waiting, watching, like a cat stalking prey. But then he sees a glance thrown at him from the corner of your eye.

oh?

Shadow Milk’s realization dawns slowly, but once it hits, oh, he doesn’t like being second place—not to anyone. His fingers twitch against the armrest, his grin stretches a little wider, but something sharper gleams behind it.

You don’t even notice at first, too caught up in draping yourself over Pure Vanilla’s shoulders, your fingers ghosting along the delicate embroidery of his robes. Vanilla sighs, ever patient, but his hand gently presses against your wrist in a silent reprimand.

“Darling,” he murmurs, warm as ever but with that slight chiding tone. “You’re being quite bold today.”

“Oh, but do you mind?” you purr, tilting your head with a teasing smile.

And then—

Yank.

The world tilts for a second as hands suddenly grab you—one hooked under your arm, the other slinking around your waist. You let out a startled sound as you’re lifted clean off of Pure Vanilla, unceremoniously plucked from his lap like a misbehaving kitten.

“What the—?!”

“Alright, that’s enough of that,” Shadow Milk drawls, amusement thick in his voice as he swings you away effortlessly. Before you can even process what’s happening, he drops himself onto a chair right beside Pure Vanilla’s desk, pulling you onto his lap in one fluid motion. His arms cage around you, loose yet possessive, mismatched eyes flashing with smug satisfaction.

“Stealing all the attention today, huh?” His lips brush the shell of your ear as he leans in, grinning. “Tsk, tsk. Selfish little thing.”

Pure Vanilla, ever composed, merely sighs, but there’s something knowing in the way he watches the two of you now.

Shadow Milk chuckles, chin propped against your shoulder, his breath warm against your skin. “Go on, flirt all you want, dear. You have our attention now.”

why did this take so long for me to complete? I ended up taking a fat nap in the middle of writing it, this had to have taken me 4 hours altogether. whew. Also, what do you guys think of me creating a master list? I was thinking of it but I don't know because I don't create long fics and these are all spur-of-the-moment writings.

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vegan-peppermint · 5 months ago

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Frost and Flour

Pairing: Krampus!konigx reader

Cw: size kink, power play, slight cnc, breeding;

Inspired by this post.

Summery: in your village, men would dress as monsters on Christmas stealing women and children and run around the town. Your krampus had other ideas.

Did not proof read, I saw this post yesterday and tried to speed run this fic for it to be ready before Christmas. Might be bad and rushed. Will edit after new years.

Word count: 4k

The snow fell thick and soft, blanketing the jagged peaks of the mountains like a heavy quilt. The air was sharp and bracing, scented faintly with pine and the smoky warmth of wood-burning stoves. This was the village of your childhood Christmases, a place where the world seemed smaller, quieter, and steeped in old traditions. Nestled deep in the heart of the mountains, it felt like a hidden pocket of time where the modern world dared not intrude.

Traditions are the heart of the holidays, the thread that weaves magic into the season and shapes the way people celebrate. In every corner of the world, they bring warmth and wonder: streets lit up with strands of melted honey, the soft glow of advent candles peaking through the frosty windows and the -oh too comforting- aroma of cookies baking in old family kitchens.

But this village had its own unique tradition, one that set it apart from the glittering cities and quaint holiday fairs elsewhere. Here, Christmas wasn't just about warmth and cheer, it carried a shadow, a reverence for the old ways—

both enchanting and a little haunting.

When winter arrived and snow blanketed the wooden rooftops, the young people who had left for the city always hurried back to their childhood homes. So did you. This year, you came earlier than most, arriving in November to help at your family’s bakery. The holiday season brought plenty of special orders, far too much for your grandmother’s old hands to handle alone.

As your hands kneaded the cookie dough behind the counter, your mind was heavy with thoughts and debates. The life you’d built back in the States wasn’t bad—a steady job, a cozy apartment near the city center—but as the warmth of this small, close-knit community enveloped you, a cold stone pressed heavily in your chest. Before sinking any deeper, the bell on the door jingled.

"Hello! Welcome to Frost and Flour, how can I help you today?" you greeted with a cheerful smile.

The man—who, no doubt, had to bow his head to fit through the doorframe—returned the smile, his lips barely visible beneath a fluffy green wool scarf.

"Hallo," his voice came out muffled, the words soft behind the thick fabric. Snowflakes clung to his blonde hair, drifting down like sugar crystals. He shook his head with a swift motion, trying to flick them off, and the gesture reminded you of a puppy entering your shop on a snowy day.

You recognized him, yet you couldn't really match the face to the name. He was the son of the lovely, old woman living on your street, Frau Lieder. Unlike her son, who resembled the mountains that surrounded your village rather than a man, Frau Lieder was as delicate as a breeze, tiny as an ant. Even though she was always quiet and humble, she'd always sit upright and proud when talking about her son, the colonel.

"It's not too late to place an order, no?" He spoke, taking his scarf off revealing his red, frozen cheeks.

"No, not at all. Come in, come in!" You encouraged quickly running to the tap to wash your hands off. "It's really freezing outside! Would you like anything warm to drink? Coffee, or tea?"

He shook his head in refusal, but the way his frozen eyelashes trembled seemed to tell a different story. "How about a coffee? I made too much for myself already," you patted your hands dry on the apron.

The man opened his mouth to protest, but you didn’t give him a chance. Gently guiding him to an empty table, you set down the coffee before him and sat down beside him, placing your own cup next to his to ease the tension. He didn’t seem eager to speak, so you attempted to fill the silence, though your words came out a little more forced than usual.

"You came a long way, didn't you? You look like a snowman," you remarked, trying to break the ice.

He only hummed in response, a soft sound, and you hesitated for a moment before pressing on. "Want sugar in your coffee?"

"It's fine like this, thank you," he said, his voice calm but distant.

An awkward silence settled between you both, thick and uncomfortable. He looked tired so you decided to give up. Not everyone wants to chit-chat, you understood that.

"So, what do you want to order?" You got right to the point.

"Oh, Ja... I need two Stollen," he replied.

"Yeah, we can definitely do that," you said, quickly moving into a list of other things you could offer. You kept talking, listing the flavors and sweet treats, drifting in how they were made and why you made them the best. He seemed taken aback by your sudden burst, but after a while, you saw him relax. He leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs comfortably, and took another sip of his coffee, the steam rising around him like a cloud. His icy blue eyes didn’t leave you as you talked, causing your words to spill faster. They were fixed on you with a piercing intensity, scanning your every expression.

"So I think you should really add the chocolate cookies- we also make them vegan if that's the case-"

"That sounds good," he finally said, agreeing to the order. You jotted it down quickly.

"Great choice, I'll throw in some samples of the others as well!" You grinned, excited for people to try your new recipes.

The cups were filled with coffee still. You lingered as much as you could, writing as to avert his eyes. What's up with people with blue eyes and staring like that? You could still feel his gaze on you as you re-read the same 5 items for the thousandth time.

You shifted in your seat, unsure of what to do with yourself. He seemed to notice, and you caught the glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

"Something wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with a playful tease.

You swallowed, trying to regain your composure. "No, just... not used to quiet customers," you murmured, avoiding his gaze.

He hummed, just as you were accustomed. You stood up quickly, feeling the need to escape the weight of the silence, and found something to occupy yourself behind the counter, fiddling with a few stray utensils. The soft clink of ceramic was the only sound until, after a moment, he spoke. "You going to the Christmas fest tonight?" His voice was low, almost secretive.

"Yeah, so excited," you replied with a laugh, grateful for the change in topic. "It’s the reason I came all this way!"

"Me too," he said solemnly, and something familiar downed on you. That’s when it hit you. "You're the one dressing as Krampus, aren't you?" you exclaimed, a bit too eagerly.

The surprise on his face was brief, quickly replaced by an expression that matched your own newfound curiosity. "I—I remember you," you added, turning to face him, a rush of memories flooding back. "Last year, I brought my younger sister too—you stole her and lifted her up in the air—swinging her around. She loved it so much."

"Ah, seems like I did a shit job—kids are supposed to be afraid of me," he chuckled.

You thought about the scary outfit he'll wear tonight, the furs that will coat his big back doubling him in size. How he'll run around, stalking and shouting- you couldn't help but hope he will be chasing you as well.

"Being punished by Krampus sounds pretty good, to be honest—"

You caught yourself too late, the words already hanging awkwardly between you. Maybe if you played dead, he’d just walk away, pretend nothing happened. You refused to acknowledge what you’d said, refusing to even glance at him. Faking a heart attack or any kind of medical emergency sounded plausible—anything to escape the tension creeping up your spine. The silence stretched on, thick and uncomfortable.

You opened your mouth but no words came out.

A Christmas miracle happened right in that moment as an elderly customer entered the shop.

"Welcome to Frost and Flour! How can I help you?" You beamed without skipping a beat, grateful you didn't have to start choking or throw yourself on the floor.

As you listened to the customer and answered his questions, you felt a heavy set of eyes pressing down on your frame. You didn't look at him again, tried really hard not to. He finished his coffee, got up, and left without saying a word. At the last possible moment, the second between the door hitting the frame, his eyes met yours for one last time. And as the door shut with a loud thud, leaving a sudden silence in its wake, you realized you hadn't asked for his name. You looked down at the empty line left at the bottom of his order and wrote:

Krampus.

The sun set down, the sky turned from blue to orange and back to blue again. You had met with some friends at the small Christmas market, wandering around the little wooden shops that lined the square. Laughter and chatter filled the chilly air as you and your friends picked up festive Christmas toys, nibbled on gingerbread, and sipped warm drinks. The air was alive with the sound of the Christmas choir, their voices drifting through the market and adding a touch of magic to the evening.

As time passed and the night grew darker, the atmosphere shifted. The carolers’ songs faded and adults began to gather around the tables, glasses in hand. It wasn’t long before Krampuses started appearing, stalking through the crowd. The sound of children screaming and running to their parents echoed through the square, while some men pretended to be brave, stepping forward to protect their girlfriends. You couldn’t help but laugh as some of your friends found themselves the prey of a particularly mischievous Krampus, who chased them with exaggerated growls, making the whole scene feel like a playful dance between fear and festivity.

"What's wrong?" Your friend asked through laughter. "Come on, why they long face?"

You suddenly became aware of your thoughtful expression and quickly excused yourself. You had been thinking about your Krampus- both embarrassed and hopeful to see him again. "You better cheer up soon, or the krampus will get you!" Another friend teased.

The air was suddenly filled with the deep, resonant thud of drums, each beat like a heartbeat pounding through the square. A group of men pushed their way through the crowd, their rhythmic movements sharp and precise, their boots striking the cobblestones with deliberate thuds. Their dance was primal and hypnotic, an echo of something ancient and untamed. Behind them, two towering Krampuses loomed, their enormous cowbells clanging with a deafening ring that sent shivers through the crowd. Draped in heavy, fur-lined cloaks that swayed with each step, their grotesque masks twisted into demonic faces that seemed to leer at anyone who dared to meet their gaze. The crowd recoiled instinctively, a ripple of nervous laughter and gasps breaking the tension as the Krampuses stalked forward, commanding both fear and awe.

The main drummer, the same one who had parted the crowd in two, struck his drum with a horrendous bang that swallowed all other noise. In unison, the crowd fell silent, their collective breath caught in their chests. Yet, despite the stillness, a distant rhythm lingered in the air—a pulsing thrum that echoed: the rapid, heavy pounding of every heart present.

Thud!

The crowed took a step back in anticipation as the Krampuses looked around hungrily.

Thud! Thud!

The beats served as a count down, a warning and threat before the krampuses will be set free. You were too mesmerized by the show that you haven't realized you were being watched.

Thud! Thud! THUD!

That's when you noticed the taller monster staying still, focusing on you. Shivers creeped unbidden down your spine, cold and sharp, leaving goosebumps as they passed. Your stomach plummeted, a hollow, twisting ache of dread settling deep within you, even before your gaze met his. You didn’t need to see his eyes to recognize it was him—undeniably, inescapably him.

The rhythmic pounding of the drums grew faster, more frantic, but the meaning escaped you, lost in the haze of your thoughts. Blurred figures rushed past, their panicked shouts blending into something you barely registered. Shoulders slammed into you, hands shoved, voices screamed, everything—the chaos, the fear, the blinding motion—blurred and faded, except for that mask. That awful, looming mask. Its hollow gaze pinned you in place, your focus narrowing until it was the only thing in the world that mattered.

Then, like the sharp crack of a pin dropping onto glass, the veil lifted. The muffled roars of the crowd became deafening, the banging and fireworks thundered in your ears, and the swell of scared people pressed against you, pulling you back into reality.

Run.

The word tore through your mind, an instinct louder than the drums, louder than the crazy fantasies you had. Run. You have to run.

The adrenaline hit you in full force, blood pumping hot through your veins as your feet pounded against the uneven ground. The small, twisted streets were making it harder for you, but you didn’t dare look back—you didn’t need to. You knew he was there. You could feel it, like a cold breath on the back of your neck.

You knew in the moment you broke eye contact, the second your body shifted to flee, he was already moving. His feet swept through the mud, closing the distance with the precision of a predator. He wasn’t chasing—you realized, with a spike of fear—he was hunting.

Exhaustion hit you hard, your breath coming in ragged gasps as your legs felt like lead, slowing to a near halt. Your body begged for rest, and you made the mistake of glancing over your shoulder. The street was empty—silent. No sign of him, nothing but the faint echo of your own heavy breathing. As you huffed in relief, grateful for the brief moment of peace, a hand clamped down on your waist, and another shot up to cover your mouth, muffling the scream you let out instinctively.

It all happened so fast, the way he grabbed you and spun you on his shoulder as if you weighted nothing. He ran away with you through the crowds, some people cheered and others ran away in fear of being the next victim. He ran past the crowds, past the houses and the gardens. The snow was getting higher and the lights were getting dimmer as the two of you strayed further from the towns fest.

No matter how much you screamed or how many questions you'd ask, he'd remain silent, eyes straight ahead not minding you at all.

"Please, stop! Put me down!" you begged for what felt like the hundredth time.

This time, he paused. With a grunt, he hurled you onto the snow-covered ground, your body colliding with the icy surface.

"You make so much noise," he growled, his voice low and rough. "I wonder how much louder you can get."

You stumbled onto your feet but the slippery ground betrayed you as you slipped again. Above you, the massive figure loomed, his imposing horns casting jagged shadows across the snow.

Your eyes were getting watery and your lip began to tremble. You were scared- your heart thumping and body trembling, that was fear. But the excitement that grew in your stomach and the urge to rub your legs against each other were something else entirely.

"Please," you whispered as a last plea, curling up as to make yourself as small as possible.

"Don't play dumb with me, little one. You deserve to be punished, you'll take what I'll give you and say thank you," he said.

Your eyes moved frantically from his mask to his muddy boots, then up his legs to the hard erection visible through his black pants before meeting the black holes where eyes were supposed to be.

"Please," you cried out doe eyed not sure what you were begging for.

The beast fell to his knees with a heavy sound making you flinch. You tried to push yourself further, but his strong hand grabbed at your ankle harshly. He dragged you by the foot, your skirt rising up as your ass slided on the cold snow. He let go of your leg, hand moving to your inner knee, slowly dragging his nails up your thigh.

"So sensitive," he coes when your skin reacts so eagerly to his touch. You instinctively grabbed at his hand which hovered above your panties. He paused his movement, seemingly amused at your attempt. "Go on," he leaned closer, covering your body with his own, the mask mere inches from your face. "Fight back," he breathed out a threat. "Try and fight me off, little lamb."

His hand slapped your clothed pussy, the weak attempt at a stopping him completly ignored. You let out a loud moan at the sudden feeling of pain.

His calloused hand started rubbing up and down the thin fabric. The daunting realization of how wet being hunted down like pray made you hit you as the panties became drenched.

"Aren't you ashamed?" He teased, fiddling with the zipper of his pants, tugging them just enough to free his large cock. "Being violated gets you this wet, Schatz?"

You whimper and squirm trying to get away from his touch, thriwing your hands at him- scratching and grabbing at his horns and neck.

Pathetic. That’s the only word for it. You know you’re not trying to escape or fight back. No, you’re just edging him on, hoping he'll snap and take out all his built up anger on you.

He easily grabs your wrists in one rapid motion. No matter how much you'd try, pulling with your whole body and then some, his grip would effortlessly stay the same.

"I'm going to fuck you," he announced pinning your hands above your head with one hand. "You will cry and scream and plead- and you will swallow every inch I give you."

He pulled your panties to the side placing his angry tip at the entrance. In the dead of night, under the midnight sky the lewd, wet sound of his dick spreading your juices was so loud.

No waiting, he pushed himself inside your throbbing cunt splitting you open.

"F-Fuck," you plead. "T-Too big, 's too big!" Your gummy walls stretch around his girth, causing your to choke in pain. The resistance slowly fades away as your cunt leaks more with every shallow thrust as he fills you up in ways you've never thought were possible.

"You can take it," he hissed, allowing you to adjust to his size. His cock was throbbing inside of you, pulsating eagerly. "You feel that? Feel what you do to me? I'm so hard for you, Schatz. Don't you wanna make me feel good?"

"Agh~," you cry out as you feel more of his size slipping inside your wet cunt. He let's go of his tight grip bringing one of your hands down to your stomach. His hand on top of yours as he's bullying his cock inside you. You feel him moving, the buldge in your stomach rising and lowering in sync with his thrusts. He growled loudly as you spammed around his dick so soon, moaning loudly and rolling your eyes in the back of your head, finally allowing him complete access as you cum on his fat cock.

"You're the tightest cunt I've fucked in a long time," he said bringing his hands on your hips angling you slightly better. His balls were hanging on your ass and his tip was pushing twords your womb.

If you could think straight, you'd be embarrassed of cumming just from being filled, of the moans and gasps you made with every inch he gave you. But the warmth of the village is distant and the ground behind your back is freezing, you need him- his warmth- to keep the cold from swallowing you whole.

Through teary eyes, you look at him. The faint light spilling from the village clings to his mask and coat, tracing his silhouette in an otherworldly glow, as if he were carved from shadow and firelight. He is no longer just a man draped in beast's clothes;

And yet, his gaze lingers on you, heavy and unreadable, somewhere between a silent threat or solemn apology.

It started slowly, dragging his member out then pushing it back in with slightly more forced than before. Your whole body was pressed deeper into the ground, head bobbling to his increasing rhythm.

One if his hands reached up to your chest, cupping one of your breast through the cotton material of your dress, the other digging into the side of your hip. He found your hardend nipple with ease, rubbing it between his fingers. He'd pinch and drag them only to see them bounce more viciously.

"Shush," he'd scold through heavy breaths. "If you keep moaning like that people will hear you. They'll see you spread wide getting your pussy stuffed, is that what you want?"

When his words were only getting you more riled up, he'd let go of your hips moving it to your loud mouth. He fell onto of you, his heavy body crushing your smaller frame, one hand desperately pulling at your tits while the other pressing hard on your mouth. He pounded into you like a man starved, abusing your needy hole.

You looked so pretty right now, your Krampus thought behind his mask. Your face was flushed, your eyelashes sticking together from tears. Strands of hair, damp from the snow melting behind you, clung to your face, yet your eyes were hazed with pleasure. He got you like this, so pathetic and cock drunk. You tried to say something but your words were muffled.

"Shut up, just a little- a little longer longer-," he sounded desperate, a change in his steady demeanor. "You'll take all I give you, every last drop of cum- Fuck- I'll pump you full of cum, you horny bitch," he groand against your neck, thrusting into you deeper than before.

He fucked you through his orgasm, cock twitching and slaming hot cum inside your cunt, a white ring foaming where your body met.

He fucked you through your orgasm, his dick barelling into you making sure you won't spill a drop of this gift he had given you.

Your legs were shaking around him, hands dirty and tired from clawing at the ground. His chest rumbled against your own.

After he pulled out, he shoved his fingers in its place- pushing his cum deep into you. You'd lick them clean afterwards, after he pulled you back on your feet. Your eyes tried to find his behind the devil mask, as his fingers explored your mouth.

You didn't.

The night didn’t feel as cold as before, the stars no longer just wishes in the sky, but silent witnesses to everything that had unfolded. You didn’t dare move, or speak—not before he would at least. You tensed, waiting for words that never came, as he grabbed you with an eerie calm, lifting you once more, just as he had in the beginning

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heartofbalemoon · 5 days ago

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Agent Record & Promotional Sheet | Crowe Blackforest 🐦‍⬛

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"I am the voice of the people, the voice of reason, the one to lead 'em forward in this world of chaos and order, of prosperity and ruin. Honey, those Ethereals won't know what hit 'em.. and just because I'm nice doesn't mean I won't stab 'em all over!"

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"Honey.. Luciana is so short n' small she makes Grassy, Woody and Bricky look like mammoths in comparison. Wait no, that would be a discredit on their character- she makes ants look like giant Hollows."

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honey-minded-hivemind · 8 months ago

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gnarp Gnarp parents!

I imagine Reader's species are kinda genderless in genetic terms(that or they're like snails), so you can interpret the Gnarp Gnarp parents however you want

Big pink is based on Mantis and Moths/butterflies

Green bean is based on Grasshoppers/Lotus' and ants

AAAAAAAHHHHHH! I WANT TO HUG THEM AND GIVE THEM HONEY AND NECTAR AND LITTLE BISCUITS AND COOKIES!!!!

Mama Gnarp is awesome! Her wings, her arms, her fearsome fangs and glowing eyes and generally large, intimidating self- (I wonder what her name should be? Something fierce, or sweet? Would it be a type of bug, or flower, or dangerous plant?)

Papa Gnarp is a dapper fellow! Sharp joints, strong claws, mandibles, amd extra thick chitin, he's a strong boi! (He'd have a strong name or something dorky/sweet, be it bug or flower or dangerous plant)

And together, they made Gnarp Gnarp Reader, the fierce little beetle-looking bby! Reader gets the best of both of them! (So extra strong, super hard chitin/shell/exoskeleton, string mandible and horn and claws, four arms, springy legs, wings, etc.)

(Oooooo... I love them. What are they like? What do Gnarp Gnarps do? Pollinate diffent planets? Bring dead ones back to life? Take over planets amd ads them to to vast colony/hive/brood? Some strange mix of all of those?)

(What did Mama and Papa Gnarp do for a living? Where were they in the hierarchy? And did they have Reader on their own, or are they actually, somehow, Scott or Jean's kid too? Or some other alien villain thing's kid, like the Brood or the Phoenix Force?)

(These two are perfect. Mama Gnarp looks like a moth I have in my bug collection!) (It's a small collection, but so far I have: a honey bee, a bumblebee, a moth, a spider, and a hornet, I think? I did have a spider, but... it didn't preserve well) (it liquefied, which was... bleugh, to clean up) (I'm an amateur at this, I just pick up already dead buggy fellows, then store them in my jars and bags) (I did collect a cicada shell one time) (they're cool)

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen evolution #platonic yandere xmen evolution au #platonic yandere xmen: the animated series #platonic yandere xmen 97 #👾alien mutant! reader

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sheeezu · 20 days ago

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okay, your trademarks honey obv, sunsets, golden brownish color, dusty old libraries, sun kissed golden jewels, big brown eyes, light dupatta that flies in the wind, cookies ???, discarded tea stained papers from a book, cute little bears...yeah.

💛💛💛

O M L that captures the exact aesthetic I'd like to be perceived as!!!

I actually do like honey, that's why I'm roomates with lots of ants 🍯💛🐜

I do have slim lace dupattas in almost all colors, in an attempt by my mother to make me cover up my boobies

Cookies??? Nankhatai is good. Or those coconut ones, cookies only when they're hot enough to burn my taste buds off!!

Bears!!! Cool story, I have that crib from when I was a baby... yeah, my family are hoarders. And I keep that crib filled with all the stuffies I've collected throughout my lifetime, roughly around 150 (I stole my brother's plushies too, but what he gotta do with them, I've got business to do)

Thank you so much my dearest saadgi!!!

I will stalk your blog now and when I've done my research ill also send over your trademarks (that's a threat)

#🌼🍯🌼🍯🌼#i havent thought of a tag name for you #give me timeeeee

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ainsellshadewalker · 9 months ago

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Hi ainsell! I might or might not he making a fully fledged Dark AU (Wings of Fire-fied version) that I want to make into a fic on ao3... but I'm working on Reader, and don't want to call them Reader or y/n... so, um... may I run a few name ideas by you? I admit, I was inspired by your ideas, about mutants having obvious signs or helpful add-oms to their mutations, so I thought- why not make all of the mutants hybrids or hybrid-related, this that is why they have such strange abilities? And the normal dragons are just normal dragons, not hybrids or at least don't appear as ones or have their powers.

I guess back to the naming dilemma (I've been up for too long working on this au, I need sleep), I am having Reader present as a HiveWing, but their other tribe/ancestry is unknown as of now (it leaves this open in case someone is their parent or if Reader has some super special ability). So HiveWing names...

There are some like Bee, or Honey or Honeypot (like the ant), there's Hornet or Jasper (a type of wasp/alternate name for wasps), or something like Hive, maybe? Or there's other names too, like Mantis and Bumblebee and Honeybee and Grasshopper and Tarantula... or even something like Thrips or Velevt or Weta or Firefly or Chalcid...

There's a LOT of names, and I'm trying to figure out what would be a pretty okay umbrella name for Readers...

My apologies, this is a lot. I just want to hear your opinion on this small writing block, and maybe help me narrow down the options, if not actually choose a name.

(Also yes, your fifth chapter of Lost and Found was amazing! I like older brother/nephew Cable, I liked Morph visiting Reader, the Brotherhood visiting Pieteo was making me feel fuzzy feels, Logan brooding over Kitty was a dad moment for him, Kurt being loved on is a yes, and woo I can't wait to see where it goes!) (Eat a cookie, please, or some pudding, or a candy, you deserve it and might need or want it; drink your water too; and have a good day!)

I'm going to confess I'm not the most familiar with wing of fire (I was an Eragon kid) but what about WaspBee? Something cute with a touch of edge. And thank you so much! Try to get some sleep but I understand the trouble with sleep when the creativity demon's visit I've been kept up days because of them.

If you like that in Ch. 5 there's more in Ch. 6! I won't say with who but I also want to switch povs more from reader to the other three as I adore them and want there perspective and throught process to be seen as well

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dreams-in-words · 1 year ago

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a band of ants march on

[sugar for the soul.] a band of ants march – god knows what they sing of – pound the penny-sized platform beneath their pinprick feets, tasting with their limbs like how a dog sniffs out the unknown, the animals of the hunt gather… and rise. and walk. tinier than a trickle of tap wa ter th ey g o.

i imagine it to be a daily affair almost, as if the mother with the biggy bottom wakes her children and sends them off for groceries. they'll wreck havoc like little kids in the cookie jar/sugar jar/ and return home, return home, return –

three lie dead. no funeral procession. just a stampede of more than a thousand up and down as if life never mattered if you weren't moving towards sugar. it wasn't children from the same eggs but, i'd grow up to learn, worker ants that had nothing to see or feel except the rush of saccharine in their tongues. four lie dead. it's a mini universe i look at and i see another one collapse. as if all we live for is the something that they force-fed us the moment we were born, telling us the very path that we should march on. towards undying heaps of white/white money or white status/ white as much as we refine it with lies in factories five lie dead. the march moves on. like only one lived for his own, bellies swinging full of greed greed/need/want/thirst/agony of limbs being crushed with work and fingers falling off before mama dear laid more to just eat the shells of your exhausted self to discard/to leave with nothing on you except a faint trace and smell of rotting sugar and honey and cookie and eating upon living cockroaches and eating everything upon sight – a band of ants march towards death and none would ever know what it means to live before they crumble.

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sammywolfgirl · 2 years ago

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I cannot remember which of these I posted or not sooooooooooooooooo

#tupper shinanigins #rockstar cookie #ananas dragon cookie #honey ant cookie #timekeeper cookie #chai tea cookie #prune juice cookie #timewrender cookie #moldy butter pretzel #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run au #cookie run oc

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thebeastlovers · 6 months ago

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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN SAY HELLO TO OUR Story's protagonist: Elder Faerie Cookie Sour Candy Cookie Cream Fudge Cookie Fire Ant Cookie Pepper Sprite Cookie and Blessed Honey Cookie. I promise I'll make art of them soon just gotta have motivation and think out the story so...stay tuned. (You guys can ask questions BTW)

#crk au #beast au #oc x cannon #cookie run kingdom #oc #shadow milk cookie #burning spice cookie #eternal sugar cookie #mystic flour cookie #silent salt cookie

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batmanshole · 2 years ago

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my favourite emojis

thumbs up. salute. bomb. tulip. strawberry. sobbing. two red exclamation marks. red exclamation mark and question mark. woozy. dizzy. hand cupping. hand pointing. eye. female firefighter. female farmer. female construction worker. pregnant man. woman in wheelchair. woman in power chair. woman with probing cane. puppy face. duck. duckling. snail. ant. bee. jellyfish. whale. seal. sheep. guide dog. wing. dove. clover. four leaf clover. sprout. mushroom. lotus. bouquet. hyacinth. hibiscus. cherry blossom. rock. sunflower. coral. sparkle. star. rain. rain and thunder. snowflake. gust of wind. onion. garlic. bagel. ginger. cherries. peach. green apple. red apple. pear. lemon. orange. mango. blueberry. carrot. corn. broccoli. bok choy. potato. bread. sweet potato. baguette. pretzel. pancakes. hotdog. hamburger. sandwich. fortune cookie. rice. dango. sorbet. flan. lolipop. tea. honey. bubble tea. hockey. roller skate. fishing. woman surfing. fencing. paint palette. woman juggling. trumpet. saxophone. violin. chess pawn. guitar. headphones. probing cane. wheelchair. power chair. crutch. suspended train car. tram. trolley. train. train at station. airplane. airplane taking off. airplane landing. different airplane. ship anchor. moai head. map. roller coaster. park fountain. pink hospital. keyboard. phone with arrow. CD. DVD. minidisc. floppy disk. VHS tape. camera with flash. dial. antique clock. hourglass. hourglass with falling sand. old tv. plug. candle. lightbulb. ID card. ladder. pickaxe. saw. nut and bolt. gear. hammer. box propped up by stick. magnet. water gun. knife. axe. sword. dynamite. cigarette. gravestone. hole. bandaid. telescope. pill. broom. plunger. picnic basket. bath with bubbles. razor. toothbrush. lotion. soap. person in bath. toilet paper. toilet. sponge. bucket. key. skeleton key. bed with person in it. bed. chair. door. teddy bear. present. balloon. box. tag. scroll. document. document bent. file folder. open file folder. clipboard. office trash can. rolled up newspaper. filing cabinet. newspaper. composition notebook. plain notebook. red volume 1 notebook. green volume 2 notebook. blue volume 3 notebook. orange volume 4 notebook. stack of books. open book. triangular ruler. pin. pen. fountain pen right. fountain pen left. pencil. crayon. closed lock. pink heart. red heart. orange heart. yellow heart. green heart. cyan heart. blue heart. purple heart. grey heart. white heart. brown heart. black heart. sparkling pink heart. pink heart with arrow. pink heart with bow. double pink hearts. swirling pink hearts. glowing pink heart. vibrating pink heart. broken heart. radiation warning. libra. big red X. big red O. crossed out circle. question mark. exclamation point. warning sign. trident. fleur de lis. accessibility sign. canadian flag. brazillian flag. pirate flag. ok sign. cool sign. music notes. on arrow. top arrow. TM sign. crossed out bell. thought bubble. yelling bubble. speech bubble. spade. club. heart. diamond. gay pride. trans pride.

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minusgangtime · 7 months ago

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Hey bud-

Here’s the kitty crew animal concepts for the chiken nugget RP:

Nala: tiger

Casper: dove

Midnight: bat

Pinkie: bunny

Temp: ferret

Sunny:geko

Simba: lion

Herb: praying mantis

Seasalt: fish

Lavender:simease cat

Blaze: cat

Snow: polar bear

Nightfall: owl

Galaxy: phoniex

Penny:spider

Sweetie: dog

Coral: dolphin

Shade:spider

Kiara: lioness

Thunder: wolf

Oreo: ant

Cloud: bird

Snowball: snow leopard

Flambé: red geko

Ella:praying mantis

Leo:coyote

Elly: baby hippo

Lapis:octopus

Zack:griffin

Emreld: bee

Xavier:rino

Eda: lizard

Ghost: moth

Cali: linx

German Shepard - gallace: griffin

Bulldog -Chase: shark

Golden retriever - Goldie-jumping spider

Husky -cookie-snow leopard

Chuwalla-rascal-rat

Wiener dog -biscuit-snake

Bichon (poofy pooch) -marshmallow-beluga whale

Pomeranian -Cheeto-tiger

Yorkshire terrier -buck-weasel

Corgi - pixie-butterfly

Sheltie-Sadie-bear

Shiba Inu-janko-snake

Samoyed-taffy-Arctic wolf

Poodle -jewel-wish dragon

Australian shepered-Brutus-anteater

Chow chow-crunchie-squirrel

Cavalier king- Charles-lion

Black pup-spot-panther

Alaskan malamute -Everest-polar bear

Bernese mountain dog-toasty-mountain goat

Lollipop-snake

Derpy-bluejay

Bloom-butterfly

Inkie-lioness

Blinkie-tiger

Minkie-wolf

Onyx-bat

Thomas (deadname: Sarah)-deer

Maud-geko

Crimson-black widow

Sugar-kiwi bird

Mulan (deadname: moldo)-hippo

Babs-worm

Kiki-jumping spider

Stella-beluga

Cascade-dolphin

Cupcake-panda

Lily-butterfly

Blossom-humming bird

Rouge-tarantula

Diane-shark

Hazel-bunny

Starry-wolf

Izzy-unicorn

Zippy-eagle

Swirl-butterfly

Misty-bear

Poochi-chick

Aqua-praying mantis

Nova-owl

Skye-bluejay

Cosmo-owl

Nimona-chameleon

Zapp-electric eel

Amber-phoniex

Celeste-glass fish

Gloopy-snail

Aurora-caterpillar

Petal-butterfly

Maleficent-dragon

Dory-fish

Smolder-dragon

Breezy-butterfly

Bella-dove

Frost-artic wolf

Pollen-moth

Quartz-rattlesnake

Flour-owl

Clover-squirrel

Iris-robot dog

s’mores-bear

cocoa-bear cub

moon-wolf

Scott-otters

Vress-shark

Tuxie-bull

Screwball-jumping spider

Rattle-snake

Wallace-tortoise

Willow-squirrel

Mars-walrus

Sammy-seagull

Rosie-seagull

Dumbo-elephant

Eve-coyote

Molly-phoniex

Glimmer-snake

Ray-stingray

Nothing-lioness

Feather-lion

Hover-hyena

Peppermint-snow lepord

Cozy-coyote

Fruity pebbles-flint-mammoth

Coco pebbles-pebbles-saber toothed tiger

Coco puffs-puffy-parrot

Crunch-calico-shark

Apple Jacks-applejack-horse

Corn flakes-chipper-bird

Frosted Flakes-frosty-tiger

Lucky charms-charmy-cricket

Honey Nut Cheerios-honey-bumble bee

Hash brown-luke-lizard

Pancake-fluffy-linx

Waffles-cubic-cheetah

Coffee-decaf-lion

Frapeechino-Java-leopard

Poptart-fruity-red panda

Rice crispy treats-Maria-hedgehog

Glazed donut-glaze-lion

Frosted donut-frosting-linx

PB and J sandwitch-jelly-snake

Ham and cheese sandwitch-Gouda-honey bee

Blue Doritos-spices-shark

Doritos-spicy-fire ant

Lays-salter-lama

Fritos-twirl-kangaroo

Cheetos-tigress-tiger

Popcorn-butter-rooster

Grilled cheese-jaffle-goat

Fries-Louis-snake

White rice-grain-beluga

Corn dog-Apollo-wolf

Pudding-pudding-tadpole

Spagettios-raggy-dolphin

Mac n cheese-cheesy-ferret

Spaghetti-noodle-snake

Chicken-crispy-chicken

Burger-Mac-pig

Chicken nuggets-Nuggies-chick

Quesadillas-Antonio-wolf

Pizza-ceesers-linx

Cheese pizza-cheddar-wolf

Pineapple pizza-domino-scorpion

Pasta-pasta-armadillo

Hot dog-cinder-lion

Diet Coke/pepsi-cole-falcon

Fanta-Fanta-deer

Root beer-float-ram

DR pepper-pepper-tarantula

Beer-helga-fly

Hot chocolate-steamy-snow leopard

Tea-melody-humming bird

Milk-milky-calf

Sprite-sprite-frog

Gatoraid-suprise-hyena

Smores-cracker-bear

Cookies-chip-chipmunk

M&Ms-lulu-chameleon

Skittles-rainbow-bird

Chocolate ice cream-brownie-deer

Vanilla ice cream-cream-wolf

Mint ice cream-minty-cockitrice

Cookies and cream-reo-owl

Peanut butter and chocolate-luz-snake

Chocolate milk shake-yogurt-calf

Vanilla milk shake-vanilla-bunny

Reese’s-Reese’s-bat

Milkyway-Carmel-stingray

Milk duds-bean-bear

Jelly beans-jelly-raccoon

Butterfingers-butterfinger-fox

100 grand-trixie-unicorn

Twix-twister-snake

Swirl ice cream-Neapolitan-snake

Lava cake-magma-lizard

Candy corn-candy-bat

Mint cookies-Lyra-horse

Swamp fever-petunia-flash bee

Poison joke-indigo-zebra

Imposter parasite-fungle-leach

Black tree virus-ivy-ant

Mushroom infection-mushy-giraffe

Metal virus-silver-bunny

Immortal infliction-rarity-unicorn

Phantom ruby-infinite-jackal

Cyberspace-sage-panda cub

Frankenstein-frank-rat

Panther-Luna-bull

Lynx-Celia-leopard

Caracal-susano-lion

Alien kitty-vee-moth

Tiny fluffy cat with tiny legs-squishy-bunny

Siamese cat-sable-cobra

Munchkin kitty- munchie-mole

Trans kitty-belle-phoniex

Lesbian kitty-ruby-spider

Asexual kitty-violet-owl

Aroace-Ari-bird

Bisexual-twilight-unicorn

Aromantic-matcha-snail

Gay cat (blue)-pretzel-blue jay

Gay cat (rainbow) -pickle-chameleon

Genderfluid cat-cadence-eagle

Nonbinary cat-Bao-moth

Poly cat-yuno-wolf

Pansexual cat: pancake-bird

Eevee shiny: Sophia-bird

Espeon: espurr-leopard

Leafeon: leafy-frog

Umbreon: umbra-bat

Jolteon: bolt-lion

Vaporeon: Ariel-whale

Flareon: flare-lion

Glaceon: glacier-snow leopard

Sylveon: twinkle-butterfly

Ghost: obsidian-owl

Rock: marble-tortoise

Cloud: eclipse-dove

Fighting: bandana-bear

Poison:limestone-poison dart frog

Ground: peaches-mammoth

Dragon:spiky-dragon

Bug: flutter-moth

Steel: rocky-fox

-mod shelby

(👀!)

#mod speaks

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trash----panda · 8 months ago

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A (not 100% accurate) list of my characters, their age, gender, pronouns, favorite food, and families. Please enjoy and have a look around!

Total: 112

Davion (Water Moccasin Naga)

Gebder: Male (he/him)

Age: 26

Favorite food: Chili

B-day: May 8th

Nikki (Water Naga)

Gender: Female (She/her)

Age: 24

Favorite food: fish

B-day: August 31st

Chi Rello (Naga)

Gender: Female (she/they)

Favorite food: Cherry yogurt

Age: 178

B-day: June 4th

Richard Rello (Red Spitting Cobra Naga)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Hard candies (milk ones)

Age: 379

B-day: March 17th

Arane Rello (Goliath Bird Eater Spider-taur)

Gender: Female (she/they)

Favorite food: Fire ants

Age: 16

B-day: January 19th

Lirio Orthiz (Chrysopelea Naga)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Fruit tarts

Age: 28

B-day: October 1st

Ajar Rello (Spitting Cobra Naga)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Carnita street tacos

Age: 76

B-day: July 4th

Pesok Rello (Hognose Naga)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Most savory crepes

Age: 78

B-day: August 20th

Dante Rello ( Sea Krait Naga)

Gender: Fabulous (he/him)

Favorite food: Tuna casserole

Age: 37

B-day: December 11th

Kia Halla (Emerald Tree Boa Naga)

Gender: Do i have one? (He/him)

Favorite food: Vanilla Bean Icecream

Age: 59

B-day: May 22nd

Lemon Halla (Naga)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Chicken tamale

Age: 24

B-day: September 4th

Maddy (Witch)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Yellow Curry

Age: 28

B-day: April 9th

Giari (Witch)

Gender: girl? (She/her)

Age: 19

Favorite food: Aphid

B-day: December 30th

Hone (Wolf Spider-taur)

Gender: male (he/him)

Age: 35

Favorite food: Rat

B-day: August 15th

Kori Alez (Ice giant)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Chicken

Age: 60

B-day: December 29th

Zane Orithoroz (Dragon Hybrid)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 76

Favorite food: Shaved ice

B-day: october 3rd

Boz (Human-Hybrid)

Gender: Female (she/they)

Favorite food: Peanuts in any form

Age: 28

B-day: January 10th

Vix (Cursed Elf)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Key Lime Pie

Age: 21

Abilities: Cloning 15 times max every hour

B-day: August 26th

Dusty Ghostwing (Dragonfly Pixie)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Honey pie

Age: 58

B-day: August 27th

Julian Ghostwing (Firefly Pixie)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Vanilla sandwich cookies (the soft ones)

Age: 23

B-day: August 28th

Boa Newman (Human-Immortal)

Gender: Chaos (she/her)

Favorite food: Banana Creme Pie

Age: 294

B-day: April 1st

Dani Newman (Human-Immortal)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Banana Cream Pie

Age: 377

B-day: August 26th

Deri Newman (Sphinx-Immortal)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Smoked Salmon

Age: 134

B-day: June 23rd

Cassity Newman (Werewolf-immortal)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Goat meat

Age: 378

B-day: March 15th

Liam Newman (Werewolf-Immortal)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Frog meat

Age: 376

B-day: March 15th

Minx Newman (Dragon-Hybrid Immortal)

Gender: Death (she/her)

Favorite food: Whole Pumpkin

Age: 371

B-day: April 23rd

Adam Newman (Human-Immortal)

Gender: Male (he/his)

Favorite food: Coconut

Age: 384

Abilities: Magical Aptitude

B-day: June 7th

Kit Ortyth (Demon-Human Hybrid)

Gender: Good Boi! (He/him)

Favorite food: Lamb Chops!

Age: 360

Abilities: Shadow magic, Sunlight stings, Deals

B-day: July 9th

Shadow Ortyth (Shadow Demon/Queen of Shadows)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite Food: raw meat

Age: 1792(Deceased)

B-Day: October 17th

Cass (Demi-god)

Gender: GOD! (He/him)

Favorite food: Peach Cobbler

Age: 145

Abilities: Ice, tempurature control

B-day: Febuary 29th

Jho (Demonic God)

Gender: I exsist (He/Him)

Favorite food: Dreams

Age: Infinite

Abilities: Bends the mind, Minds are his Domain

B-day: Beginning of time

Asmund (Demonic God)

Gender: I exsist (He/Him)

Favorite food: Anything

Age: Infinite

Abilities: Destroys the soul, Warps the soul, Souls are his Domain

B-day: Beginning of time

Vanity (Demonic God)

Gender: I exsist (she/her)

Favorite food: Posh food

Age: Infinite

Abilities: Warps the body, physical forms are her domain

B-day: Beginning of time

Finn (Incubus)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Lemon muffins

Age: 23

B-day: October 23rd

Pluto (Cursed Doll, Prince of Dreams)

Gender: Doll (he/him)

Favorite food: i can't eat

Age: 60

Abilities: needles hidden in his stuffing, pretends to be a regular toy, will try to eat you

B-day: March 6th

Mael (Demon, Prince of Dreams)

Gender: Male (he/him/it)

Age: 57

Abilities: Can enter dreams and manipulate them, even influence the outside world through them, can enter painting and drawings, illusionist

B-Day: October 29th

Goose (Forest Demon)

Gender: Boy òwó (he/they)

Age: 398

Favorite food: Fish

B-day: April 28th

Howl (Goat)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Crab

B-day: December 1st

Arlo (Gray Fox)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Chicken feet

Age: 26

B-day: August 2nd

Blitz (Tiger)

Gender: Demi-Boy (he/they)

Favorite food: Raw Steak

Age: 35

B-day: January 18th

Maze (Mouse Polymorph)

Gender: Fluid (all pronouns)

Favorite food: Almond icecream

Age: 18

B-day: January 4th

Kirin (Harpy)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Salmon!

Age: 34

B-day: October 15th

Anazasi (Werewolf-Dragon Hybrid)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Peanut Butter Cookies

Age: 34

B-day: Febuary 13th

Skeet Tsubasa (Faux-Angel)

Gender: Demi-boy (he/they)

Favorite food: Sunflower Seeds

Age: 27

B-day: May 4th

Kuren Fyre (Lightning Dragon)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Bacon

Age: 27

Abilities: Shoots lightning, absorbs electricity

B-day: January 1st

Chris Fyre (Lightning dragon)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Candied Bacon

Age: 27

Abilities: Shoots lightning, absorbs electricity

B-day: January 1st

Marcus (Dragon)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 58

Favorite food: edible

B-day: June 7th

Newman (Dragon) [is not related to Dani's family]

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Slimes

Age: 15

B-day: June 3rd

Emmit (Kloo)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Lychee and glowfruit pudding

Age: 67 (still young for his kind)

B-day: October 26th

Pilaf (Kloo)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: donuts

Age: 26 (teen)

B-day: October 16th

Aries (Felin)

Gender: girl (she/her)

Age: 36

Favorite food: Anything that talks back

B-day: January 8th

Hydro (Borph)

Gender: Female (she/they)

Favorite food: Bu-lung fish

Age: 38

B-day: January 4th

Harper (Alien)

Gender: Death! (he/him)

Favorite food: Borph

Age: 35

Abilities: Tranq breath

B-day: January 12th

Name: Alder (Dione)

Gender: Both (He/They)

Age: 26

Favorite food: anything fried

Abilities: Heat based sight, echolocation, hydrophobic, 3 hour breath hold, semi-aquatic

B-day: March 23

Sammy (Tiger Centipede)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Bugs

Age: 22

B-day: Febuary 2nd

Jay (Blue Centepede)

Gender: Male (Any)

Favorite food: Fireflies!

Age: 19

Abilities: Venomous

B-day: April 1st

Joey (Horse Fly Pixie)

Gender: Gorl (she/her)

Favorite food: Blood

Age: 21

B-day: July 1st

Zuego (Mantis Fly Pixie)

Gender: Boyo (he/him)

Age: 22

Favorite food: spider eggs

B-day: October 22

Flora (Mantis Insect Folk)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Other insect-hybrids (mainly dragonflies)

Age: 25

B-day: August 23rd

Polistes (Paper Wasp Pixie)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Age: 28

Favorite food: .... Guava nectar

Abilities: Sees magic threads, husk, building

B-day: August 12th

Joseph (Immortal Jellyfish)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Blueberry Pancakes

Age: 36

Abilities: reversion, healing, stinging

B-day: April 20th

Pixel (Planaria)

Gender: Idk (anything lol)

Favorite food: Eggs

Age: Idk lol

Abilities: Regeneration, slow to anger

B-day: April 20th

DDM(cyborg)

Gender: I'm a robot- (he/him)

Favorite food: I can't taste so ig.... humans?

Age: My parts are all different

Abilities: Hypercharge, strength, quick, tracking

B-day: January 7th

Koi (Parasite)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Raspberries

Age: 26

Abilities: heat sensors, venom, night vision, size shifting

B-day: October 7th

Lycoris (Symbiote)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Everything

Age: 26

Abilities: Eats viruses/bacteria, creates endo-armor for host, able to exit the body for 3 days, can grow to an inch

B-day: July 7th

Lucas (Carion Giant)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Sausage

Age: 23

B-day: October 4th

Thomas (Carion Giant)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Sausage

Age: 22

B-day: October 14th

Jake (Orc-Giant hybrid)

Gender: Demi-boy (he/they)

Favorite food: Horse

Age: 19

Abilities: Blood Magic

B-day: January 20th

Steve (Wolf-Human Hybrid)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Kunefe

Age: 45

B-day: December 2nd

Cadimus Ollie Kestrel (Lizardfolk-Crocodile)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Snake

Age: 56

B-day: March 1st

Ben (Wrasse Mer)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Bread

Age: 25

B-day: June 27th

Sock (Swamp Monster)

Gender: Non-binary (they/them)

Favorite food: Kelp

Age: 20

B-day: July 4th

Lišák (Leopard seal)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Penguin

Age: 26

B-day: July 11th

Silo (Sea serpent)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Squid

Age: 34

B-day: January 3rd

Arcus (Tropical Mer)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Red Algae

Age: 23

B-day: April 27th

Aine(Selkie)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Salmon roe

Age: 34

B-day: May 7th

Lace (Angler Mer Royalty)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Sea grapes and Dragon Fish

Age: 18

B-day: December 31st

Cali Mari (Octopus Mer)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Other octopi

Age: 27

B-day: Febuary 18th

Evan Orlean (Dunkleosteus Mer)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Jelly fish rolls (makes him woozy)

Age: 17

B-day: June 9th

Ian Bytz (Shark Mer)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Tuna platter with sea grape and scallops

Age: 57

B-day: July 10th

Name: Austin (Siren)

Gender: Yes (They/them)

Age: 35 (young)

Favorite food: Cod

Abilities: Human Camo

B-day: April 4th

Lucifer (Candiru mer)

Gender: male (he\him)

Age: 21

Favorite food: Blood

B-day: November 9th

Dominic (Yinlong Lizardfolk)

Gender: Boyo (he/him)

Favorite food: blueberries

Age: 39

B-day: August 5th

Hazel Albeta (Mantacore)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Bird

Age: 46

B-day: March 14th

Wyth (Jackel)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Deer

Age: 57

B-day: October 28th

Lily (Tree-drake)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Apple

Age: 27

B-day: April 9th

Bismuth (Kobold)

Gender: Non-binary (he/they)

Favorite food: Cheese puffs

Age: 18

B-day: April 17th

Name: Eir (Fae)

Gender: no (They/Them)

Age: 17

Favorite food: blood

Abilities: Dimensional shifts, Pocket dimension, Portals

B-day: May 26

Dendro (Fae)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Nachos

Age: 20

B-day: June 4th

Ty (Cephliod)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Blueberry Donuts

Age: 167

B-day: April 1st

DDM (Cyborg)

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Favorite Food: Anything squirmy

Age: 12

B-day: October 5th

Gokin (Cyborg)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: which part? Approx~18

Favorite food: meat

B-day: April 9th

Cypher (Golem)

Gender: Female (she/they)

Favorite food: Rocks

Age: 10

B-day: October 3rd

Arch (Wood Giant)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: All types of sugar

Age: 25

https://www.deviantart.com/tufted2/art/Wood-Giants-Reference-859799123

B-day: October 4th

Pankin (Vampire Frog)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Blood

Age: 57

B-day: September 3rd

Ricky (Giga Hybrid)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: coconuts

Age: 21

B-day: June 23rd

Jaqueefus (Planet Eater)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Favorite food: Gas Giants

Age: 1057

B-day: March 23rd

Honey (Slime parasite)

Gender: Any

Favorite food: Anything

Age: Any

B-day: January 3rd

Arbor (Faux Angel Snow Owl)

Gender: Female (she/her)

Favorite food: Voles

Age: 57

B-day: September 8th

Nora (Elf Hybrid)

Gender: Female(she/her)

Age: 24

Favorite food: Hotdogs

B-day: Febuary 2nd

Andy and Orland(Magma Giant and Demon)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 19 and 89

Favorite food: lava cake

Abilities: Emotional Temperature Shifts

B-day: July 8th

Name: Silva (Mimic)

Gender: yes

Age: 26

Favorite food: Honey

B-day: September 26

Achak(Artic Mimic)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 19

Favorite food:... human flesh

Abilities: voice copying, slight color variation, cold immunity, fast healing, supernatural speed

B-day: April 27th

Terra (Spirit hybrid)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 18

Favorite food: ded things

B-day: August 27th

Lark (Hummingbird Harpy, God of Music)

Gender: Male (he/him)

Age: 26

Favorite Food: Apple blossoms

B-day: April 13

Zepher (Nekomata)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Most food, preferring spicy

Age: 24

B-day: January 11th

Auric (monster)

Gender: Both (he/him)

Age: 36

Favorite food: yes

B-day: december 27th

Ross(Eldrich horror)

Gender: male (he/him)

Age: 24

Favorite food: Earl Gray and Blueberry Icecream

Abilities: Dimensional shift, size shift, hammer space, basically indestructible, possession

B-day: Dec 30

Paru (Bag of Mushrooms and Mold)

Gender: ... (he/him)

Age: 27

Favorite food: Spicy Stuff

Abilities: Spits spores, hibernation, regeneration, caustic projectiles

B-day: April 27th

Name: Bezel (Venus Fly Trap)

Gender: sure?

Age: 78 (mostly hibernating)

Favorite food: Meat

B-day: july 1st

Sym (Were-Elk)

Gender: male (he/him)

Age: 23

Abilities: Huge library, ample funds, healing factor

B-day: Nov 22nd

Xol (Tooth Fae)

Gender: he doesnt know but he seems to fit (he/they/it)

Age: 18

B-day: Nov 25th

Name: Eir (Fae)

Gender: no

Age: 17

Favorite food: blood

Abilities: dimensional shifts, weaving, pocket dimension

B-day: May 26

Zepher(Nekomata)

Gender: Male (he/they)

Favorite food: Most food, preferring spicy

Age: 24

B-day: January 11th

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