#yellow belly ball python

[voreacious-dc]

"Ivy's Experiments"

[Poison Ivy x Reader] Contains: Plant Preg? Gluttony. Slob stuff. Rapid WG. Blob. And at the very end: plant vore. Genderless Reader

Ivy slowly rubs your soft, empty tummy. It growls for it's master.

You squirm as the vines wind tighter around your ankles, pulling your wrists down to your rump so you're stretched tight, and bound the wiggle of your fingers and toes. The flap of your hands smacking against your ass the only thing you can move as silky vegitation coils itself around your throat.

"You've fattened up quite nicely for me, my little incubator." Pamela purrs, she kisses your lips, and your mind goes easy, your body relaxes, and your eyes turn a twinkling green. A fat red lip print smeared across your mouth and cheek. "Four hundred pounds and growing." She jiggles your flabby belly. "Cant even suck it in anymore can you? Just let that fat tum hang out. And these nice soft thighs. Mmm your skin is like buttery cream. This big flabby ass." She reaches behind you pressing herself against your chub, kissing you again, smearing it down your lip and onto your chin as she hefts your ass cheeks in each hand.

"Butter and Potatoes. Mashed Potatoes and Gravy. Butter on corn. Butter, butter butter for my little butter ball." Ivy whispered, kissing her way down your neck, her venom seeping through your skin, your body felt warm, like being in a soft cozy bed. She sucked on your fatty tit, backing up, letting the flesh peel apart, stuck together with sweat.

You pant and whine as she teases your nipple, before parting her lips and letting your jiggly left breast slap against your soft ribs.

Standing up to her full height, she clicks her fingers like she's trying to get a puppy's attention. She might as well be, you're her fat little pet after all.

You stare stupidly at her fingers, your head looking up. The vines around your throat wind tighter and tighter, cutting off blood and threatening to make you pass out. You feel euphoric lightheaded. You stare as a fourth python sized weed slithers out of the dark roof of her green house, it's little pink and yellow bud closed.

"Open wide, my little incubator. Mommy needs to put her baby in you."

Parting your lips, half blacked out to oblivion. Ivy squeezing and rubbing your genitals. On the verge of cumming, you let out a soft gasp.

It's muffled quickly by the fat pink and yellow flower bud forcing itself into your mouth.

"Thats it. Just relax tubby. It'll be over soon. Besides you like having a big full tummy don't you?" She was on her hands and knees now, groping your groin but staring up at you, you she could barely see over your tummy jutting out. But she watched as something huge, and oval shaped bulged out of the massive plant. From the darkness it lurched along the length of the stem, slowly approaching your face.

Your jaws stretched wide, your teeth straining to swallow the massive, beach ball sized bulge. You whined, but the fat root filled your jaws, muffling your cries of pleasure and pain.

"Swallow." Ivy commanded, vigrously teasing your crotch, her hand dripping with your sweat and juice.

You had no choice, obeying her voice felt like such a wonderful thing to do. It provided so much relief. You swallowed, pulling more of the vine into your throat, coiling more of it's mass into your belly.

Your gut was starting to grow, the plant wriggling inside you, you could feel it's flower opening up, tickling your empty stomach.

Finally after a moment of tears, you swallowed the bulge, your throat yanking more and more of the plant down into your belly, Ivy's experiment lurched it's way along the vine itself nearing the bud.

Your gut squirmed and writhed, bloating bigger and bigger, as your body struggled, peristalsis attempting to pull the vegitation down into your belly, but the hulking mass of it outside refusing to move.

You stood, suspended and bound, masturbated by your mistress, with a belly full of squirming plant, and the flower's fat payload winding it's way around to the flower inch by inch.

Ivy watched the lump reach your gut, and grew very wet watching your big soft belly swell to the size of a beach ball before her very eyes, she leaned up and kissed it.

Throat clogged, mouth gagged, neck squeezed, belly satisfyingly full: You came all over Poison Ivy's hand like a dirty little slut. You were passed out before you even finished.

Finally, with a soft plop, the massive egg like seed disgorged itself from the flower, and sank into your tummy, fizzling in your acids.

The vine violently ripped itself back out, slithering up your throat. The fat flower, now open, and looking exhausted, ripped a few petals off on your teeth as it extracted itself. Uncoiling from your neck, and losening your arms and legs.

You collapsed, unconcious against Ivy. Your stuffed, chubby form nearly flattening her to the ground.

"Ngghfff. You're heavy Fatass~" Ivy grinned, staring at your drooling slowly rousing face. She pinched your cheek, and shook your jowls. Slapping you a bit. "Wake up." Ivy whispered, her meta human strength helping her carry the load of your dead weight. She threw your arm around her shoulder, holding you steady by your big cute belly.

You blinked, your eyes rolled into focus, and without thinking, you groaned, and cupped your big swollen belly in both hands.

"Uuaurrrp." You belched. Then whined.

"Glad to see you survived. Wouldn't want my incubator giving up on me. Not after all the money and food I spent fattening them up into the perfect specemine for this my new cross breed." Ivy pat your big tum. Rubbing it lovingly, she added. "Are you hungry fatty?"

Your gut was the size of a beach ball, and packed full of a single egg. But it was disolving in the acid, and something…something was happening. You were fucking starving.

"Oh god yes." You whined. Clutching your belly. It gurgled ominously.

"Good. Then everything seems to be working." Pam laughed.

Ivy dragged you across the greenhouse and plopped you down into your regular chair.

Vines and weeds spun out of the darkness, laying a table for you. Vegan Cake. Tofu. French Fries. Veggie burgers. Veggie Pizza. Mashed Potatoes and gravy.

You pounced on the food before the plates even finished clattering.

Double fisting two burgers, you chomped and wolfed them down. Sucking your fingers clean, you leaned over your big belly and grabed a slice of pizza, stuffing it into your face. You grabbed tofu in your bare hands popping pieces into your mouth before you'd even finished the slice, and stuffed the rest and the crust in ontop of the tofu, mashing it all up in your mouth.

You swallowed without chewing. Everything was delicious. Ivy always fed you the yummiest things.

You finished another slice, then another, feeling your already big gut growing into the table, pushing along the underside as you stuffed your face with more and more food. Your heavy gut sagging over the chair. Your chair groaning under the extra weight.

Ivy had always had a bit of a belly fetish. A fatty Fetish. A vore fetish. The woman had fed countless men to her plants for no other reason than to flick her bean. She'd specifically engineered this seed to be deposited into your gut, and use a nice, fatty host to grow.

The more it disolved, the more food it required from the host. As you digested the outer layer of the seed, chemicals told your brain you were still hungry. The longer it sat in your belly: The hungrier you would feel.

Ivy watched as your arms started to blow up like balloons. Walking around behind you as you chowed down on more veggie burgers, she noticed your ass was getting wider. Fattening up before her very eyes, your cheeks oozed over the sides of the chair.

Your tits were getting little attention, which was dissapointing, but were swelling bite by bite none the less.

And your belly! You'd finished your 15th plate before 15 minutes had passed, and your belly was getting so round and plump for your goddess.

Ivy Moaned as she saw your tummy hanging over the chair, sagging it's way to the ground, and pushing the table up off it's feet as it bloated against it. The plates started to slide away from you. You whined and pathetically tried to reach over your huge new gut to reach them.

Ivy picked up a nice plate of french fries, squirted half a bottle of ketchup on them, and set it directly onto your belly. Growing wetter and hornier at the sight of you using your belly as a TV tray.

"Eat. EAT. BIGGER." Ivy panted, stuffing her fingers down her emerald leggings and squelchily pushing her hand into her pussy.

You let out a loud, rumbling belch, and came all over the underside of your gut. Not bothering to enjoy your orgasm as you scooped up another handful of tofu and wolfed it down.

25 plates. 35 plates. 55 Plates.

CRASH.

Your chair barely had time to groan before the metal legs bent pathetically under your massive new girth. Your round couch filling booty squashed it under their meaty weight as the chub finally pushed your center of gravity too far toward the edge. Your fat ass cheeks filling the chair, and pulverising it under their weight alone.

Your flab wobbled visibly. Huge waves. Ivy threw herself onto your left ass cheek, and grabbed at it as your whole booty wobbled like two great big water balloons.

"I know you don't realize it yet. But you're never standing up again." Ivy purred. Sitting her whole butt on your left cheek like a bean bag chair, and nuzzling your cheek. Her hands groping and petting the big round monster she'd created.

You stopped suddenly. Snapping out of it. Looking down all you could see was your huge round belly, your fat sides, you had pancake stack rolls under your arms keeping you from lowering them completely.

"W-wait." You paused, suddenly horrified at how massive you were. You were out of control. You had to stop. You had to-

Ivy grabbed your fat chins and turned you to look at her planting another soft kiss directly on your lips, adding another smear of lipstick onto your kiss riddled face and neck.

Ever worry went away. You felt warm and cozy again. Settling into your fat as Ivy made out with you.

When she pulled away, her face was smeared with grease, sauce and bits of food that had covered your mouth and chin.

She fingered herself a little harder. Making out with a fat slob was so fucked up. "So fucking hot." She mumbled. "Keep eating stupid." she cooed.

You grabbed another burger. Happily fattening yourself to your likely demise.

It was experimental after all.

Leaning over you, Ivy threw her entire body across your now hulking round hill of a tum. Her legs kicking playfully, as she hugged as much of your 13 foot belly as she could reach. You were 6 times her size now.

"Such a pretty, pretty, little seed incubator." Ivy sighed, pushing one hand onto her breast and squeezing it, shoving the other back down into her pants.

You stared at her round green rump as the shape of fingers and knuckles bulged out the bottom between her thighs. Ivy starting to half finger herself, half hump your bed like belly.

The plants continuing to place more and more plates onto your gut as you grew fatter, and fatter, and fatter until there was almost no human shape left of you.

In less than an hour you'd become a helpless blob.

There was a rumble, a soft squishy squelch, and you thought you felt something roll off of your belly. Like you'd dropped a roll, or muffin.

Ivy watched the wad of fat plop against the ground, unfurling into a goopy mess, your body quickly regenerating the baseball sized chunk of fat that had fallen off you. Splitting open like a softboiled egg, a pretty little neon blue flower sat in the melting goup of lard.

You hadn't even noticed.

Ivy leaned over your tummy, and scooped up the pretty little flower.

"Hello my precious baby." Ivy cooed. "All that work for such a pretty little thing. " She gently poked it. It gurgled, hissed, but didn't snap. "Yes, mommy's got you now." Ivy purred, sitting up she strut over to a little clay pot, dumped some soil into it, and gently planted her newest flower. It's host pushing 5000 pounds and having never even noticed it's absence. She smothered it in dirt, and set it by the window sill, before sashaying back over to your massive form.

You'd eaten everything she'd spent a month preparing.

"Feed me." You whined. There was still one last piece of pizza stuck to the side of your gut.

Nearly cumming her pants, Ivy realized your arms were too fat to move. Plucking the slice of pizza off your gut, Ivy crawled up your water bed like body and sank between your fatty chest pillows, her clothes smeared as she lay in crumbs and drool.

"Still hungry?" Ivy asked.

"Feed me, Ivy." You whined.

Ivy frowned. The seed should have worn off once it was digested. Oh well. Something to work on for her next pet. Ivy pushed the slice into your mouth, and you gratefully ate right out of her hand.

With a click of her fingers, the greenhouse shook. Tree trunk sized tendrals like some massive octopuss suddely picked you up.

Ivy gave your face one last kiss. You'd be stupid and obedient until the end.

"Nothing personal babe. I just didn't think you'd get this fat." Ivy whispered. Something huge was crawling out of the darkness. Throughtthe green haze of your mind, you registered a huge flower bulb, the size of a sedan.

It parted its petals and you realized it was a huge, jagged toothed mouth. Her mind altering venom kept you relaxed as you were pulled off the floor, and dangled over the 3 story plant's mouth.

"I don't like blobs. I like my pets cute and managable. If you're gonna keep eating like this, I can't afford to keep you." Ivy said slyly. Slowly leaning back, a bed of leaves and vegitation forming under her rump. Inching her way out of her leggings, she kicked them off, and flexed her toes. Sliding off her panties as she watched the big man eating plant popp your globular saggy cheeks into it's mouth. "But don't worry. Petunia here LOVES nice fatty blobs."

Ivy watched "petunia" slurp loudly, chewing on your fat, but it was so soft you couldn't even be hurt by it's thorn like teeth. Petunia gulping you up like a wad of marshmellow fluff.

Ivy once more teased her pussy rubbing her finger along the outside of her lips, as she watched her one pet monster gobbling up another. Digging her fingers in as the last of your pleading, but docile face was slurped into it's maw. Your body vanishing in a huge, tit, belly and ass shaped bulge down the plant's "throat" settling into the pot, where the massive urn shattered, it's big "belly" flopping out onto the floor and soil. As her kiss wore off, you started to panic, and cried out for your goddess to save you.

"Awe, my poor little plump incubator. Sure we had some fun. But it's been a wile since I got to enjoy some nice fattened up sow get vored. " You let out a wail of betrayal.

"Oh shush. You were fun. But you're just plant food now~"

Ivy shuddered, and let out a soft cry. You were such a nice pet, it wasn't personal, but it had been a long week, and she really, really, really needed this. She didn't blink as she came her fucking brains out, staring and moaning at the sight of her massive, massive fattened up fatty, gently gurgling away in the belly of a plant. IT was so fucked up. "So fucking hot.~" she wined, biting her lip and fingering herself to a second orgasm at the thought of you getting digested.

[omg-snakes]

Is yellow blushing on the side of the belly a common thing with normal ball pythons? I have one normal and one yellowbelly sunset, and my yellowbelly definitely has checkering on his belly for sure, but my normal doesn’t. Her blushing is so strong though, and I haven’t seen that on any other normals. I’m out of town so I currently don’t have a picture that isn’t of her face or her bioactive, but it’s a soft yellow, almost a golden color, and it blushes from the side of her stomach to about 1/3 the way up her side. Otherwise she looks like a regular normal. Could she have other genetic her influences that are only showing up now? For reference, she’ll be turning 6 this August.

Hello friend!

That's an excellent question and I'm sorry to say I don't know the answer. I'm afraid I have not studied ball python genetics and I'm not well versed on their morphs. I'm sorry that I can't be more help!

@i-m-snek breeds ball pythons. They might have a better idea, or know someone who does?

I hope you find the answer you're looking for!

[ratven0m]

Post your snake right now

Well in that case I have to give the people what I want :3

This is Shiek!

She's a calico yellow belly morph ball python and I love her so much <3

[star-kissed583]

What pets would the septic egos have?

Jackie:

Probably a German Shepherd or a Boxer dog.

Probably name one or the other Tucker ngl🦮

Tucker-as a boxer dog-would be super playful and an eater.

As a German Shepard-Super adventurous and would probably help Jackie with his rescues

Chase:

Will maybe get a Dachshund or a blue parakeet

Dachshund would be named Tootsie

Tootsie would probably be a black and tan dog with such a fancy personality. He’ll probably be a diva.

If he had a blue parakeet-he’d probably name her Tweety

Tweety is more adventurous and maybe really loud too

Who am I kidding-Chase would probably get both😂

Marvin:

Would definitely get a Birman cat

Maybe named it Anise

Anise is a dive. More diva than Tootsie. They’re best friends though.

She has white ass fur that’s always well groomed

You mess with her-she gonna mess with you.

Anti:

He’ll probably get a yellow belly ball python

The most scariest name of them all………… Pringle

Pringle is honestly very friendly. Probably becomes best friends with JJ’s pets. But he’s calm and only gets defensive when needed

The perfect pet with a perfect name

JAY:

He’d get a hedgehog and a Netherland dwarf bunny

The hedgehog would be named nutmeg. His bunny would be named peaches

Nutmeg was mean at first to the other pets-but soon he warmed up to them. Don’t let his cute face fool you…he is not afraid to hurt you

Peaches is such a sweet bunny. Very innocent. But does get scared easily. She’s well protected by basically everyone pet in the damn group. Peaches is a tan looking bunny with dark brown spots on her.

Henrik:

Henrik’s probably get a poodle and a tonkinese cat

The poodle would be named Otto!. Tonkinese cat will be named Minka.

Otto is playful and really affectionate. She’s super friendly with everyone

Minka is also pretty affectionate but she’s really only affectionate and then would just walk away. But she’s super affectionate really with just Henrik and JJ + Otto. But other than that-that’s really it.

[i-m-snek]

Hey there, @omg-snakes answered my ask and let me know you breed ball pythons, and I have a question that they said you might know the answer to. I copy/pasted the ask:

Is yellow blushing on the side of the belly a common thing with normal ball pythons? I have one normal and one yellowbelly sunset, and my yellowbelly definitely has checkering on his belly for sure, but my normal doesn’t. Her blushing is so strong though, and I haven’t seen that on any other normals. I’m out of town so I currently don’t have a picture that isn’t of her face or her bioactive, but it’s a soft yellow, almost a golden color, and it blushes from the side of her stomach to about 1/3 the way up her side. Otherwise she looks like a regular normal. Could she have other genetic her influences that are only showing up now? For reference, she’ll be turning 6 this August.

Wild types have a ton of variation, so its possible shes still a wild type :) ive seen a lot of them with gold blushing up the sides like that. If you like you can submit a photo of her and i can let you know for sure :)

[theworldofmycreations]

Revamped Power Rangers OC number thirteen!

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Gina Mae Delgado

Age: 9

DOB: June 19th, 1992

Occupation: Fourth Grader, Green Operation Overdrive Ranger

Pronouns: She/Her

Friends: Ashley (Best Friend), Mack, Ronny, Will, Rose, Dax, Ty, Andrew, Spencer, Sentenial Knight, Vella.

Family: Natalie (Mom, Dentist), Kaa (Pet Albino Yellow Belly Ball Python)

Likes: Soccer, Boxing, Riding her ATV, Playing her Semi-Acoustic Guitar, Trampolines, Ghost Stories, Her Boom Box, Trick Flips

Favorite Color: Green

Favorite Food: Watermelon

Skin Color: Extra Light Almond

Hair Color: Warm Gold

Eye Color: Sky Blue

Appearance: She wears a green and white baseball shirt, black and white athletic shorts, white socks, and red and grey sneakers with black laces. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail and there are dimples on each cheek.

Facts

-When Gina’s mom was pregnant with her, her dad cheated on her for a much younger woman and they got divorced on the spot. Hence, why Gina is being raised by a single mom

-She wants to be a famous soccer player and represent her country in the Olympics as a soccer star when she grows up

-She loves to play soccer and is the star player on her school’s soccer team and a top boxer in her boxing gym

-Her sword is a crane driver (inspired by a crane)

-She isn’t afraid to kick someone’s butt

-She likes to incorporate her soccer and boxing moves into every battle

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Created via Adobe Illustrator.

[beware-of-you-98]

HE SPINS??? THATS LIKE THE BEST NEWS EVER

nooo!! Actually it’s a very bad thing that he spins!!!

so to preface this, chopstick is a ball python. More specifically, he’s a bumblebee ball python. (i know it sounds adorable but PLEASE bear with me here)

in order to get a bumblebee ball python, you need a pastel ball python (first attached) these guys have a lighter color pigmentation which makes them more yellow instead of muted brown. (These are not the issue w chopstick)

for a bumblebee, you need a spider ball python. (Second attached) they have the normal ball python coloring, but they have incredible patterning up their sides, and reduced pattern across their back!! (cool, right??? no)

when spiders were first produced (and honestly when any new color or pattern of snake is produced) they are often line bred back to their parents or their siblings so that a specific gene is narrowed down and desired. This has been done for ages in the reptile industry and most times it doesn’t result in any abnormalities if done correctly.

chopstick comes from an incredibly long line of inbred snakes with characteristics that were not taken into consideration: people just cared about what he looked like. This has caused severe neurological issues that causes his head to corkscrew. This means he doesn’t understand or have any comprehension as to what way he is moving. He goes upside down, he stargazes, he often has his belly exposed to the sky (which is REALLY uncommon for snakes to do)

People have woken up with their snakes drowned in their water bowls.

I am one of the lucky people, though idk how much longer i can say this. I’ve had chopstick for five years and his corkscrewing has just gotten worse. He’s in a smaller tank than a ball python should be housed in, and his water bowl is incredibly shallow. (I’m looking over at chopstick from my desk rn, and he is stargazing, flipping his head upside down)

tl;dr don’t buy spider morph ball pythons

[a-rachnophobe]

EHEHEHEHE.

// Past abuse mentioned, some end-of-life themes(?) mentioned at the end of Mic’s section, and body image issues during Diana’s section!!

You’ve been warned :3

MICDROP ( They/She )

Mic loves spicy foods because their cy-gar addiction left them with very little sense of taste, and spicy foods are the most taste-ing(??) foodddd

Mic has a “If you don’t eat fast, you don’t eat at all” mentality ( they’ve choked on rust sticks, this is related )

Every once in a while, someone will come up to Perceptor to talk about Mic and go, “Aren’t they a little young…?” And Perce has to clarify that Mic is, in fact, much older than him. They’re just short.

Mic was nicknamed “43” during the war, named after how many survivors they left behind on Decepticon ships ( they’ve killed so many people )

Percy holds Mic like a wet ferret. Mic has attempted this maneuver one (1) time and limped for a week straight, and NOT in a good way

Perce, at first, laughs at how absurd it is that Mic, living 6 million years, had no idea they were dyslexic. And Mic, also being cluelessly autistic, mistakes that bewildered laughter as “My conjunx is laughing AT me because I’m stupid.”

They find out they’re autistic a month

Perceptor reads to them

In my head, Mic fluctuates between having a thick Scottish accent, and a thick New Yorker accent, specifically the Devil from that one Sonic dub. There is no in between.

After so long as a Wrecker, Kup started to be like a father figure to Mic. To the point of forehelm kisses and hugs. They are the father/daughter duo ever

Mic is traumatized. Like, horribly so.

This little kid who has known nothing but abuse and fear all their life, given something as simple as a hug. As a head pat. A friendly ruffle of their comically large audials, and they flinch at first. They don’t know kind touch the way they know abusive touch.

The first time they get cuddled?? Oh my god, that kid is sleeping so good once they start to relax. Sweet thing is SO touch starved

Human Mikey is AMAB

Human Mikey also has a happytrail… :3

Human Mikey is going blind because if one eye is damaged, the other eye’s immune system starts to attack itself ( don’t quote me on that )

Towards the end of Mic’s life, they start struggling to remember. They forget their children’s names, their sister’s name…

Also, y’know those hyper realistic baby dolls people who have had stillborn babies sometimes have? :)

Mic, wandering the halls of their habsuite: “Where’s my baby…? She can’t sleep without a lullaby…” Her kids are adults.

And Perceptor has to get up and help them find the sparkling doll to get Mic to sleep. He’s so just..sad, seeing them like that.

Mic is incredibly insecure about their scars. Specially the part that splits open their lips and shows off their teeths

DIANA SCHLAKVACH ( She/her )

Adopted, but in contact with birth parents

Blasian, raised in the US

Loves her adopted mom very dearly 🫶

Non-cannon, but in a Polycule w/ Mic and Percy

Pagan, worships Aphrodite, Apollo, and Artemis

Dia is a florist, but went to school briefly to be a nurse. Shit got expensive, so she dropped out tho

Human Percy and Human Mik, at the end of a long day at work, will pull her into their laps and knead her thighs, probably also bury their faces in her cleavage I MEAN WHAT

Her giant robot partners holding her so. So tenderly when she’s feeling insecure

Anxiety disorder ( same girl )

PET LOVER!!! She has two ferrets named Tank and Tangle, then a pinstripe yellow-bellied ball python named Tango

Dia is chubby, and very aware of that fact.

She’s pretty insecure about it, but Mic and Percy?

Oh they LOVE her chub.

They’ll sit there and kiss her tummy rolls like no tomorrow

SUNSONG ( She/Her )

Micdrop’s half-sister, with the same sire and different carriers

Decepticon Medic

Sunsong hates Micdrop. HATES them. ( they heal over time )

Sunny is a fucking FORCE.

She’ll drag mechs twice, three times her size into the medibay if they feel like being a stubborn pain in her aft

She’s relatively young, barely a toddler when the war broke out

My friend’s OC, Wildcard, taught her everything she knows

Sunny once called Wildcard dad on accident and thought he would get mad but he just jumps for joy instead…

Sunny had never felt so loved as she did in that moment.

WC Casually mentioning her in every conversation

“Casually”

There’s also Cogswork, but he’s under renovation right now, so… yeah. He’s not in the list LMAO. I love my autistic son though 🫶

Would you like a list of fun facts about my OCs.

- @a-rachnophobe

Share with the class pls 🙏🏼✨

[drupp1973]

Gordon wearing his shower cap 😂

[barbtheball]

Many sides of Earl. 😍

[nedtheball]

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[askthefivefallen]

A: "Huh? Oh, yeah, that's Venom." *she grabs the little booklet that came in the phone's box and heads over to stand beside Emily* "He's a ball python. He's honestly harmless." *she sets down the instruction booklet to open the top of the enclosure, reaching in and Venom start sliding into her palm before pulling him out* "He, uh, might not be a baby koala or a baby horse, but I think he's cute. They're called ball pythons because they-" *she watches as Venom coils himself up into a little ball in her hand and chuckles* "-yep, that. He's a really chill snake. He even lets the Egg Boiz put a little hat on him. The black scales and yellow belly make them think he might be Penti's kid or second coming or something." *a moment passes before she clears her throat* "Possibly because I told them he was but uh... apparently, they're not the best at understanding how jokes work." *she then held out her hand* "You wanna try holding him? He really won't move much."

*portal opens*

“Hey, can you help me with something? I made too many waffles again and my neighbors already ate and cold waffles are maybe a worse sin than murder or cannibalism. Do you think you could finish these off for me?” *Emily smiles nervously holding a tray with waffles, orange juice, syrup and a little vase with a bouquet of red and pink roses*

-@ask-emily-em-emmy

A: *she blinks, recognizing the voice instantly, and turns her body so she can see around the pile of bedsheets she's carrying, raising a brow and smirking upon seeing the tray* "How'd you make too many waffles on accident?" *she chuckles* "Give me a sec to get these loads started."

A: *she splits up the sheets into the industrial washers, tosses in the detergent she's already measured out, and closes the lids to start the machines before turning back to Emily and smiling wide* "I'm still getting caught up, heh." *she accepts the tray* "And, yeah, I'll keep your conscience clear and your squeaky clean soul sin free." *she winks* "Thanks for the breakfast- and the flowers, which I'm sure you just happened to have lying around somewhere and weren't bought on the off chance you accidentally made too many waffles one morning, right, babe?"

A: *some part of her feels like she's pushing her luck, teasing Emily this much first thing in the morning, but she'd been carrying around two hellphones in her pockets hoping to see the seraph again soon*

[sentient-linguine]

Rehoming Sneks

It is with a heavy heart that I must admit I need to rehome my snakes. We’re going to be moving to a city with a strict no boa, no python law in the somewhat near future and I want to make sure they find responsible, snake-savvy owners who will take good care of them.

This isn’t necessarily urgent, but I want to start the process now because I realize it may take time to find the right homes for them.

I have a female yellow belly ball python named Medusa who is about 3 years old. She is a little shy at times but she has come such a long way since I rescued her.

I have a male banana ball python named Aethas who is about 2.5 years old. He’s a very sweet boy, but his breeder raised him on live food and I have been unable to switch him to f/t.

Finally, I have a female hypomelanistic red tailed boa named Dessa who is about 1.5 years old. She’s super outgoing and is a great eater.

If you are interested and would like to discuss specifics, just send me a dm.

[bee-menagerie]

Rosemary, brilliant and beautiful.

[star-kissed583]

Pet play date | JJ, Dark, +ego pets

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"Look I know it's a lot. So if you need any help, I already called the Ipliers and they can for sure come and help you out with this! We don't want you to be overwhelmed to take care of all of them-" Chase reassured as he watched as they stood in the middle of the living room with everyone's pets.

Jay smiles softly, holding his pet Rabbit, Peaches, in his arms as he nods, "It's quite alright champ. No need to worry about me. Now go on. All of you guys need to get going, I have everything under control."

"If you say so...let me know if Pringle's is being mean or anything." Anti warned before gently booping Pringle, his yellow belly ball python.

Jay watched as his friends said their goodbyes to their pets before leaving his house. He looked around his living room, seeing all the different animals in his house.

There was his own pets, his tan and dark brown spotted bunny-Peaches-that laid in his arms calmly. As well as his little dark brown hedgehog-Nutmeg. Who was over by Jackie's pet dog.

Jackie's dog is a German shepherd named Tucker. Tucker was a light tan and black dog with bright blue eyes. He was probably the most tamed pet in the whole group. Just sitting on the floor, smelling Nutmeg gently and with curiosity.

Marvin's cat is a Birman cat that is named Anise. She's all white with bright blue eyes. She was sitting on the coffee table, licking her paw quietly while giving Chase's dog a side eye.

Chase's pets are a Dachshund dog named Tootsie and a blue parakeet named Tweety. Tootsie is a simple black and tan wiener dog that was sitting by the coffee table, simply barking at Anise. While Tweety was in her cage, swinging in her little swing while seeming to be singing.

Then there was Anti's pet...a yellow belly ball python snake. His pet is named Pringle, who was simple slithering around JJ's feet and looking up at Peaches curiously.

Henrik's pets are a Poodle names Otto and a tonkinese cat named Minka. Both were simply chilling by the window next to each other. Sitting on the floor as they looked around.

As JJ looks around where he stood-he began to feel a sense of overwhelmed. Realizing the amount of animals he was in charge of.

'Yeah imma need to call for some help...god what did I get myself into...' he thinks, gently setting Peaches down on the ground as he goes and gets his phone. Being careful of where he stepped in order not to accidentally step on one of the pets.

Peaches was sniffing as she looked around. She wasn't used to the amount of bodies in their house. It made her feel nervous as she looked around. Only to squeak and jump back a bit when peaches noticed the snake slithering towards her. Her ears going down and freezing in place.

Pringles made a soft hissing sound as he went up to the nervous bunny. He gently flicked his tongue at her a bit- catching her sent with his tongue. He smiled, simply coiling in place-in front of Peaches. "hey...It's alright I won't hurt you! I'm Pringlessss! What's your name?" Pringles asked in a soft voice. Which only came out as hisses if JJ was listening.

Peaches stared at Pringles for a bit. She was trying her best to calm down and see if she could trust the snake. Peaches was always nervous around new creatures. Hell it took her a while to get comfortable with her owner-JJ-and with Nutmeg the hedgehog.

"Peaches.... Nice to meet you..." She mumbles softly.

Pringles let out a hiss of happiness as he wiggled a little in place, "Oh that's great to hear! You're very shy. But that's okay! You seem super nice!" He mentions as he goes over to get closer to Peaches. The bunny's ears going up a little as she listens to Pringles speak to her. Listening as Pringles began to speak more in order to get to know her

Tucker meanwhile was laying on the floor-his tail wagging excitedly as he nudged Nutmeg softly. "hey! Who are you? You seem so cute for a little spiny ball!"

"Hey! Watch it dog! I am not afraid to unleash my spines!" Nutmeg growled as he hopped in place a bit and glares up at the dog angrily.

"Well aren't you just an adorable thing! I'm Tucker!!" The German Shepard let out a soft bark as his tail wagged happily.

Nutmeg stares at the dog. He narrows his eyes a bit, "I'm not adorable." He answered with a grumble before looking down a bit, "I'm nutmeg.."

"Gah! Don't do that!" Nutmeg basically screeched when Tucker suddenly licked his face. Having it been unexpected-nutmeg was basically upside down now. Being helped by the excited puppy to be turned back so he could stand.

"Sorry! Sorry! I got too excited! It's nice to meet you! We'll be great friends!" Tucker claimed, hopping onto his paws.

"Yeah...great friends." Nutmeg mumbles, slightly with doubt. Watching as the dog offered for him to ride on his back.

With a shrug, Nutmeg took the chance and went to sit on the back of Tucker. As Tucker went to excitedly meet the other animals. Nutmeg curling up on the soft back of the dog.

Otto, Henrik's poodle, yawned as she stretched softly. She huffs, looking around as she could hear the singing of the bird. Looking down at Minka, Henrik's cat, she gently nudged her, "I'm gonna talk with the bird. She seems interesting." She told her before getting up and walking over to the bird.

Chase's bird is a blue parakeet, named Tweety. Tweety was simply swinging on her swing, singing softly as she swung around.

When Otto came up to her, Tweety's wings flapped a bit from being startled. She looks over, seeing the poodle dog smiling at her, "I'm sorry, I missed what you said." She mumbles shyly.

"Oh! I said I love your singing! I'm Otto by the way!" She spoke with a smile, her tail wagging gently as she looked up at the bird.

Tweety smiles, flying off her swing and getting closer to where Otto is, "It's lovely seeing you Otto. You have pretty eyes! I'm Tweety!"

Otto's tail went up hearing that. Her tail wagging even more, "aw! Thank you Tweety! That was so sweet of you!" She squealed. Her toes tapping the floor happily. Otto's eyes are one Hazel colour while the other is a light blue.

Tweety giggles as she watches. Flapping her wings happily, happy to have made a new friend.

Minka was curled up on a chair. Simply relaxing with her eyes closed, when she felt something brush over her fur. Opening one eye, she sees that another cat has gotten on the chair she was on. At first, shrugging it off, only to let a startled meow when another animal got on the chair.

Sitting up, she sees another cat there with her, as well as a Chase's dachshund dog. Minka huffs as she yawns, "What do you two want?" She asked tiredly.

Anise, Marvin's white cat, meows softly as she tilts her head, "is there a problem that we're here, darlin?? We just want to get to know you. I'm Anise."She purrs.

Tootsie, Chase's dog, stretched as he curls up on a spot of the chair, "You look absolutely darlin! It's good your owner takes care of your fur. Oh and I'm Tootsie." He hums.

Minka stares at the two in a bit of disbelief before huffing. She goes up to the armrest and looks down at them, "I'm Minka."

'I'm on my way.' Jay received that message from Dark. With a sigh of relief. He looks back in the living room, seeing that most of the animals are getting along. Walking in the room, JJ flinched when a puff of black smoke appeared next to him and then suddenly Dark was standing there.

This time though-Dark wasn't in his fancy suit like always. He sported a simple black button up shirt-the first two buttons undone.

Dark checks his watch, "hey Jay! I came as quick as I can-sorry, I had to explain to Google_B what to—Oh my goodness..." he was about to explain. Only for his sentence to trail off as he sees just how many animals there was.

At that time, JJ was picking up Tootsie. He looks over, seeing Dark. After knowing he had a good grip on Tootsie, JJ rushed over, "good! You're here! C'mon, we need to prepare them some food. Um lemme see the notes they left." He says as he grabs his notes that he took earlier.

"I already know Peaches and nutmeg's food. So don't worry about that. The cat's, Anise, Marvin's cat right there, loves her food perfectly chopped in small pieces. All equal or similar sizes-or else she won't eat the slightly bigger or smaller pieces. Also, she'll only eat from her purple bowl. God so special..." Jay began to explain. Just reading off of the sheet as he walks to the kitchen. He gently set Tootsie down as he huffs.

Dark listens while staring at the pets. Knowing it's gonna be a difficult time, "Alright...c'mon guys, let's get you some food in you." He says once JJ finished reading. Going to the kitchen to help JJ set the food.

"Let's divide. I'll do Marvin, Henrik's and mine. And you do Jackie's, Chase's, and Anti's." JJ signs before giving Dark the sheet of food for those pets.

Together they worked on getting the food prepared.

Once it was ready, Dark clapped his hands to gather the attention of the creatures, "Foods ready! Pringles, this is yours. Then Tootsie, and here you go tweety. And lastly Tucker." He says as he sets the bowls down and giving Tweety's bowl through the cage.

As he said the names, the animals went over to their bowls to eat.

Jay did the same with the help of Dark. Watching as all the pets ate from their bowls. Dark joined beside JJ, smiling a little, "Well...I'm prepared for the day. How long do we gotta watch them?"

Jay checked his watch, his smile falling, "well...hope you're prepared for another couple hours...they get off at 10pm-"

"Goodness gracious...well let's get to it-it's only 9am..."

Jay let out nervous giggles as he huffs. Going to get the things him and Dark will need. At least he could get to know Dark a little more better now. Watching as Dark sat on the floor and Otto went over with Pringles.

Otto easily laying her head on Dark's lap as Pringles went up his arm and curled around it a bit. Only for some of the other animals go over to also meet Dark.

Jay smiles softly, 'this won't be so bad then.' He thinks as he scoops Nutmeg-who had been head butting his foot. Nutmeg giving JJ kisses on the cheek. Making JJ smile and laugh softly.

[chippypigeon]

There's a snake in my boot!