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cxpperhead · 23 days
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@bluefeathrs
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Do I even have to say it
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cxpperhead · 26 days
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Who dares boop the snoot?
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cxpperhead · 1 month
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It's that time of year again when spring is in full swing and hormones are running rampant. Copperhead huffed - it wasn't all that long ago he had undergone the uncomfortable shedding process but even that couldn't begin to compare to how he felt now, peeling off the final layers of a fresh shed. Green eyes darted to the mirror as they caught an unusual flash of colour beneath his hood; scales that were normally black were now a vibrant crimson, providing a stark contrast against hues of orange, black and white.
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cxpperhead · 1 month
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The sound of somebody choking on their own blood is rarely pleasant. Fortunately for his victim, Copperhead can at least make it quick, his brutal claws tearing into their jugular so that shock is imminent once blood starts spraying. It's not his preferred modus operandi, to be so heavy-handed in his deeds but after last night he knew that time was of the essence to start laying a false trail of his own. A trail of warm blood, gore and ichor.
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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Fan Fiction/RP Tropes tier list
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Tagged by: @thecreativeforge (♡) Tagging: @bluefeathrs, @gin-n-chthonic, @question-marked, @red-hemlock, @the-rorschach-mask, @the-arkham-librarian, @umbrellamedic, @zaunseye and anybody else who'd like to do this?
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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So obsessed with him rn 🐍🐍🐍
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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NO ONE IS SAFE IN BLÜDHAVEN, part 1 By David Jamison
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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Nagaina is one of the snakes that's been in Copperhead's care the longest, about six years since he came to Gotham. He originally found her in a travelling circus way down south close to Arizona, featuring as part of a snake charmer's show. However her mouth had been sewn shut by her keeper, preventing her from being able to bite or spit while performing so Copperhead carefully cut the threads loose, laying in wait for her keeper to return.
Thinking he'd left her enclosure unlocked, her keeper mistakenly thought her to be harmless and went to pick her up, only to get bitten again and again for all the years of torment he'd put her through. His death was thought to have been a careless mistake rather than foul play as nothing was missing except the snake, leading authorities to believe it had simply managed to escape after a handling session had gone wrong. Years later and Nagaina is still with Copperhead, having no wish to leave nor return to the wild.
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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hi do y'all mind if i misuse this blog entirely for a second. idk why i'm asking i don't actually care they found a new snake it's a New Snake we didn't know about this snake before!!!!
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR AURA?
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Honeysuckle
Succulents, key lime, glow-in-the-dark stars, blown glass, honeydew, garter snakes, notes in bottles. Your essence is honeysuckle: you are quiet and avoidant, submerged in your own privacy. You compartmentalize effortlessly; you are many pieces, and rarely do others see the whole picture. You are creative but trepid -- cautious to address your feelings even in solitude. You are the recluse. You are the librarian. You find kinship in like-minded individuals of Moss, Chartreuse, Sage, and Peach, who share your profound curiosity. You are also drawn to the expressive souls Seafoam and Apricot, who will help you grow and trust others to listen respectfully to you. However, you may struggle to get along with the people-pleasing personalities of Rose and Cream who come across as shallow and pandering.
Tagged by: @bluefeathrs (♡) Tagging: @arkhmlcst, @arobinwithoutbatman, @cxpedcrusxder, @dethdvncer, @dogtccth, @dragonskxn, @question-marked, @red-hemlock, @themckaytriarchy, @the-rorschach-mask, @twilightlane and anybody else who'd like to do this?
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cxpperhead · 2 months
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Serpentine eyes gaze down at the city streets below, watching as people do their last minute shopping in anticipation of tomorrow. He's not a great lover of chocolate and other sweet treats most people are into at this time of year - he can smell them in the air even from as high as up here but tomorrow he's got a fruit basket to look forwards to, his biggest meal since the year began, along with a delicious steak and plenty of treats for the other snakes in his care.
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cxpperhead · 3 months
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Off topic but when I'm writing those caring for a child prompts, this is the picture that's always at the back of my mind.
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cxpperhead · 3 months
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Send 🐣 to catch my muse caring for a child
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He's grumpy-looking. Very very grumpy as for some reason a small child is climbing all over him like he's some sort of jungle gym. The boy, who couldn't have been older than six was scruffy-looking and unkempt, an unfortunately common sight in some of Gotham's more deprived areas like here. Fortunately he seemed to be in high spirits despite the sad state of his living standards, having a whale of a time as he played tug-of-war with the metahuman's tail. "Is this yours?" Copperhead growls as the stranger approaches them, arms folded in annoyance not at having to play babysitter for some brat but the circumstances in which he'd found them in. The Narrows were a dangerous place for grown adults let alone kids whose parents chose to let them run wild. Still, it was the only thing the people living here could do, downtrodden souls forgotten by the rest of society who had the resources not to worry about where their next meal was coming from or whether they could afford even basic necessities without having to turn to crime. Serpentine tongue flickers in the air, Copperhead making sure the anonymous figure was indeed the boy's parent before tossing his giggling tormentor into their arms and departing with a huff. He'd delayed his mission long enough but the peace of mind had been worth every cent doing so had cost.
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cxpperhead · 3 months
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Things your muse will notice about mine. ( repost, don't reblog. )
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What they look like: Predatory. There is a certain 'uncanniness' when it comes to the way Copperhead looks, how he moves, how he looks at other people. Unblinking eyes and an overall lack of facial expression makes it difficult for others to gauge how he's feeling as he lacks the subtle tells of human body language. Has more in common with big cats in how he navigates the world, moving with a feline grace including sudden bursts of explosive speed. Vibrant scales of orange, red, black and white stand out, a clear warning to all as to his venomous nature. What they smell like: ㅤHas a general lack of body odor though sensitive noses might pick up subtle hints of reptillian musk? It's easier to pick up scents of what he's been doing or where he's just been than actually smelling him - eco-earth might be a clue that he's just cared for his snakes or wet iron a sign of having just committed murder. May smell of fresh cucumber when frightened. What they taste like: A cross between herbal tea and soft sweet fruits like dates and banana. Tea is usually more earthy than floral. What they sound like: His voice is soft and low, incapable of rising beyond indoors level. Distinctively non-Gothamite accent with lingering drawls of Arizonan and other southern US states. Does not lisp his s's like sterotypical snakes though is likely to hiss when interacting with people he's hostile towards. Rarely makes a sound when moving, though may tap his claws when impatient. Occasionally whispers in Spanish or Ancient Egyptian... What they feel like:ㅤ Cold and smooth to the touch. Touching Copperhead is pretty much like touching a big snake; powerful lean muscles can be felt beneath those rippling scales and occasional scuffs and scars mar his scales due to the nature of his work though blemishes soon disappear after freshly shedding. Shed skins are just like those you'd find from a snake - soft and springy or dry and crackly without adequate humidity.
Stolen fromTagged by: @gnarledbite, @red-hemlock and @the-rorschach-mask (♡) Tagging: @question-marked, @twcfaces and whoever would like to do it and hasn't done it yet???
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cxpperhead · 3 months
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Belated munday post but the little one is settling in nicely! He's taken to watching me when he thinks I'm not looking at him, horrible camera quality as the angle is wonky but the tank looks better/is more sizable than it appears from the side!
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Unfortunately I forgot that flash was enabled and he slipped back into his cool hide after. Sorry for startling you, sweetheart. 😔
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cxpperhead · 3 months
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Send 🐣 to catch my muse caring for a child
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It must have been an odd sight for Batman that night, arriving on the scene to deal with the abduction of a child only to find that the situation had already been dealt with.
Well, perhaps dealt with wasn't quite the right term. Bodies lay strewn all around the place, most of which were men in various degrees of consciousness with some in very real danger of never coming around again. Those men had been... bitten by something, something Batman would no doubt recognize the instant he observed the symptoms of those afflicted by their mysterious attacker. Symptoms that only someone who used venom could inflict. At the end of the trail of crooks, the one responsible for this scene of carnage was currently sitting in the deepest level of the basement. Copperhead lounged on the decrepit office desk like some sort of oversized cat, his powerful tail looped gently around the body of a small child. The child, a little girl who seemed no older than four looked to be in no danger however, her blue eyes wide with wonder as the serpent gently tended to a bruise on her cheek. It would have been a heartwarming scene if the person still seated at the table wasn't stiff as a corpse, the only motion being his roving eyes as his body refused to obey his commands. Such a shame. Copperhead's neurotoxin tended to have that effect on mammals, especially humans. Copperhead sighed, finishing his patient's treatment by applying a small plaster to her scuffed face. The act of a desperate gang had led them to an unusually foolish crime - abducting the child of a prominent citizen. They'd contacted Copperhead to ensure the ransom was not only paid but that the father, who was meant to deliver the money at the specified drop-off point, would meet his end at Copperhead's claws instead of finding his daughter. The whole plan had left a bad taste in Copperhead's mouth, who felt that such a job was far beneath his skills but the ringleader who seemed to have realized far too late just how over his head he'd gotten had been insistent. The stench of fear in the air was overwhelming; the ringleader, his men and the hostage increasing to the point when one of the men, agitated by the girl's increasingly noisy sobs, had enough and slapped her hard. In response, Copperhead sent him flying into a wall with a slap of his tail and it all kicked off from there. If he could have closed his eyes, he would have. How ironic that he, an assassin for hire, had turned on those who'd sought his skills. Some crimes were more trouble than they were worth however, and this was one crime he'd rather not have had any part of to begin with. The arrival of a new scent in the air quickly distracted him from the girl's babbling stream of questions, Copperhead's tongue flickering as he deduced it was none other than the Dark Knight himself. The string of paralyzed and unconscious bodies no doubt had him moving faster than normal, anticipating the worst when a child was involved but perhaps just this once, Batman could be pleasantly surprised for a change. The door to the room flung open, looming silhouette haunting the entrance with only the whites of his eyes glinting in the darkness. They might have widened in surprise - or shock to see that all hostiles were already down, with nothing left but a serpent standing between him and the hostage. Before Batman could do anything however, Copperhead decided to beat him to the punch with an excited point of his finger. "Look, there's Batman! Go to him quickly now, he's come to help you." He said, gently setting the girl down so she could run to the waiting vigilante. At once she took off, never looking back as she scampered across the room to latch onto one of Batman's armor-clad legs like a limpet clinging to a rock. Perhaps it was manipulative, utilizing a child's fears as so to prevent his foe from intercepting his escape but Copperhead felt as though he'd overstayed his welcome and besides, Batman would surely have his hands full administering antidotes to all affected by his venom before the effects of paralysis became permanent. By the time Batman looked back up again, Copperhead would be long gone, having slipped through the same hole from whence he came.
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cxpperhead · 3 months
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Oh. Oh no. Could it already be..? Why yes, yes it was. Copperhead sighs, pressing two scaly fingertips to the bridge of his nose - not that doing so would help the bouquet of aromas currently flooding his senses. Valentine's Day was coming, but that wasn't the problem. Beyond the sickeningly sweet scent of flowers and chocolates, he could smell that spring was on the way and if it was like all the previous years, he was in for a rough couple of weeks.
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