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All setup for the Trenton Punk Rock Holiday Market Come down and get a unique gift for everyone on your list #njevent #trentonprfm https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl_g0k-rILn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Tiger Auf Jagd 14
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As Far as We Will Go
This is a vore story. Kind of. The title’s what it is because the vore only gets talked about. This is a story about two good friends who’ve just gotten through what amounts to a generic fantasy story’s plot together, and one has a secret to share with the other. This is complicated by how adorably shy they both are.
As a warning, there’s brief mention of a cruel, villainous pred, but she doesn’t actually get any screen time here, and the implied noms session this story leads up to is of the purely gentle and cuddly variety.
I hope you enjoy!
It is a sunny, breezy day. The air smells of pine. Mina and Riln meet at the edge of the woods. Mina is human. Her hair is brown and she wears the clothing of a hunter. She is walking back and forth, balancing on a log.
“Oh, Riln,” Mina says, “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you. Back when we fought Khez—”
“Ah, yes,” Riln interjects, “the shrouded dragon Khezhiernaal, who had ruled your fair city with an iron claw for years. You took it upon yourself to end her terrible reign, but you couldn’t do it alone. You decided you had to enlist a dragon of your own.”
“Riln, I don’t think—”
“And even though I was reluctant, at first, to endanger myself for your cause, I was moved by your plight. Your courage and ideals sparked something in me, and together we fought bravely to defeat the tyrant. And now we are heroes, and friends, in a time of peace.”
Mina tries to look miffed, puts her hands on her hips, nearly topples, and after some windmilling says, “Riln, you are expositing unnecessarily. I was there. Like you said.”
“Humans have short memories, and I know your lives move at a much faster pace than my own.”
Mina is incredulous. “It’s scarcely been a week.”
Riln soundlessly counts and multiplies some numbers. He looks at Mina. “So that’s like … months for you, right?”
“Ugh. I give up.”
“Well that doesn’t sound like you at all.” The wind picks up slightly, and Riln extends his wings into it, feeling it wash over the batlike membranes, experiencing a hint of the joy that is flight. Mina sways. Placidly, Riln asks,“What were you saying, before?”
Mina steps down from the log. She studies the dragon as she thinks about how to phrase her question. She has always thought the patterning of his scales — yellow, green, and blue interweaving — would look equally at home on a snake. Mina liked snakes, too. “Right,” she says. “When we fought Khezhiernaal, she said something.”
“She said many things,” Riln says, growing suddenly concerned. “I’m sure it isn’t best to dwell on them.”
Mina continues, undaunted, “She said she was going to devour me.”
“Mina, don’t… You don’t have to worry about that anymore.”
“She also said,” she presses, as though he is missing the point, “that I would pay for my rebellious ways, squirming the remaining years of my short, miserable life away in darkness.”
Riln is unnerved. “Really?”
“It’s so.”
Mina looks at Riln expectantly.
Riln fidgets. “Mina…”
“Riln.”
“Mina.”
She makes a gesture like, What?
“You’re staring.”
“And you are not answering the question.”
“What question?” Riln says in a way that makes Mina suspect he knows exactly which question.
“The implied one!” Mina says, exasperated. “How can both of those things be true?”
Riln nervously scratches at the ground. “She was just trying to scare us. So we’d run. Or beg. I don’t know. Look, you probably just need some more rest and recovery. It’s only been a week, you know.” He laughs weakly. “I bet it feels like yesterday, since you’ve been spending a lot of time with me and you’re likely used to the slower pace of dragon time. How about we get you home—”
Mina, defiantly, sits.
“Okay, fine. Fine,” the dragon sighs. “You really want to know?”
Mina nods. “It’s been nagging at me. Can you do that? Eat something without immediately killing it?”
“I… Yes.” Riln sinks to the ground, resigned.
“How?”
“Why the interest?”
Mina shrugs. “I just want to know.” It isn’t the whole truth.
“Well,” the dragon begins, like he’ll make himself dizzy if he speaks too quickly, “When we swallow, um.”
He is about to say, “prey”, but he is unsure how Mina will react to the word. Especially with a hostile dragon’s threat still fresh on her mind.
He takes a breath.
“When we swallow something, there are two places it can go. The first is the stomach. That’s obvious, I think. The second is another, similar chamber. Some dragons don’t have it, but most do. It doesn’t fill with acid, and we can gulp down air to fill it, so one could, uh, reasonably keep something alive in there. Really it’s just so we don’t tax our digestive systems if we overeat. Holding meals until there’s room for them in the stomach, or until we’ve the energy to digest.”
He stands again and begins to pace in front of Mina, who watches him without expression.
“I don’t make use of it, honestly. I try not to be gluttonous. And as for holding a living, frightened creature in there?” He shakes his head. “That seems awfully cruel. I’m sure that’s why Khez used it as a threat.”
Mina scratches under her chin. “But it isn’t painful, right? To be, you know, in there?” she points to Riln’s general midsection.
“Well, no. I should think it’s cruel for other reasons. Also, could I trouble you to stop pointing? You know I’m rather self-conscious.”
“What if,” Mina says, selecting each word carefully, “an … ally, who understood what was going on and knew they had nothing to fear, needed to be, I don’t know, safely transported? But you can’t hold them in your claws for some reason. Wouldn’t it be a good thing to be able to swallow them, then? And then regurgitate them later?”
Riln’s snout twists into a thoughtful frown. “What’s the reason I can’t pick them up?”
“I don’t know,” Mina says, waving a hand, “just some reason. It’s not crucial to the hypothetical.”
“I’ve never considered a scenario like that. I … hmm. I guess it would be.”
Mina, stiffly, stands up. She frees a leaf caught in her hair. With trembling fingers she lets it go.
“And what if,” she says softly, “a close friend, one you’ve admittedly only known a short time, but it feels like a lot longer because you’ve been through so much together, you know … tells you — has the courage to finally tell someone — that she’s always been fascinated by something she never thought she could experience, or, well, never thought she could experience and survive, at least not without a great deal of pain? And that, now that she knows it’s possible, it’s almost not fair how happy you could make her by just allowing her to—”
“Mina, what are you… ?”
She averts her eyes. She wraps her arms protectively around herself and says, more quickly now, “By letting her curl up someplace where it’s warm, letting her squeeze into somewhere soft. Letting her push her hands against the walls to feel the pulse of life in them as they embrace her… ” She shakes her head. “I think I had better let you, um, process … all of this.”
Riln’s mouth works for a while, but sound it does not make.
Finally, he manages, “Oh.”
He is very quiet for a long time, and then he says, “I think that would be … surprising. If a friend told me that. But I believe it’s something we could talk about.”
He is visibly shaken, but the warmth in his tone is comforting. It is free of judgment.
Mina is pretty still.
“Now,” Riln cautions, “we would have to be very, very clear with one another about what exactly it is we want and what we are and aren’t willing to do, but I think we would be able to work something out that would make both of us happy.”
Mina looks up at him. “You think so?”
“I do.”
Then, seemingly without crossing the space between them, she is hugging him tightly, she is pressing her face gratefully into the cool, mottled scales of his neck.
“Oh,” Riln says a second time.
Slowly, he wraps himself around her.
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Day 10: Share your favorite Water dragons
Althea, Aleta, Riln, Maelstrom, Methamai and Shui
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i need these two dudes to Vacate The Premises (note that this is an adult scry of cedar, he’s baby at the moment)
the price on riln dropped to 12kt and cedar is 25kt! feel free to send a cr for gems if that works better for you. as always, l!nks in the reblog
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Some pale babies, and then her for sale! Either lore babies or babies with lore parents who still need bios. Adult previews shown.
Yagmur - M guardian | white/flint/silver | 10g ( Lawful/True Neutral Parents )
Creir - M Fae | white/shale/silver | 10g ( Lawful/True Neutral Parents )
Valentina - F Spiral | plat/silver/ccandy | 10g (Death Cultist Parents)
Vlad - M Spiral | gloom/maize/coal | 10g (Death Cultist Parents)
Riln - F Ridgeback | grape/nightshade/shadow | 10g (Chaotic Good Parents)
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I’ve got a bunch of new hatchlings! These are their adult previews.
riln - female noc - midnight tiger/blackberry current/leaf smoke - light rare - 20k
arpelia - male noc - rose poison/leaf paint/peach spines - light common - 25k
bahari - female noc - rose poison/mantis paint/sunset spines - light unusual - 20k
paviella - female noc - rose poison/aqua paint/cantaloupe spines - light multi-gaze - 50k sold!
naamah - male noc - heather giraffe/pistachio paint/rose underbelly - light common - 20k
errant - male noc - mist giraffe/aqua current/bubblegum underbelly - light uncommon - 25k
prulove - female noc - lavender giraffe/turquoise paint/rose underbelly - light unusual - 20k
baduhenna - male noc - swamp poison/tarnish daub/taupe spines - light common - 30k
laharin - male pearlcatcher - swamp poison/hickory daub/stone spines - light uncommon - 16k
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by kmandofan90
Rilne notices some strange things going on around the hideout and goes to investigate. What she finds is much darker than she could have imagined. A Vampire!AU, sort of.
Words: 7691, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: The Mandalorian (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi
Characters: paz vizsla, Din Djarin, The Mandalorian (The Mandalorian TV), Original Character(s) - Character
Relationships: Paz Vizsla/Original Female Character, Din Djarin/Original Female Character, Paz Vizsla/Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla/Original Female Character/Din Djarin
Additional Tags: Vampires, Blood Drinking, Biting, Rough Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, dom/sub elements, Unprotected Sex
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Yo, listen up here's a story
About a little guy
That lives in a blue world
And all day and all night
And everything he sees is just blue
Like him inside and outside
Blue his house
With a blue little window
And a blue corvette
And everything is blue for him
And himself and everybody around
Cause he ain't got nobody to listen to
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Character Profile: Riln
Full Name: Rilnaxionkaramikthas
Species: Dragon (earth)
Abilities: Sedative breath, appraisal
Riln is a moderately-sized, blue and yellow dragon with small scales, a slim build, and a gentle manner. Riln is not timid, but he is reserved, and quite terrified of doing anything, even by accident, that might cause him to be perceived as a monster or otherwise feared by his smaller friends. He really need not worry so much, as he is regarded by those friends as a kind and caring sort of dragon, and rightly so.
Due to his connection to the earth and its treasures, he has an innate understanding of jewels and metal objects, and is able to instantaneously estimate their value with great accuracy. He can also usually determine precisely how enchanted items function, as he can sense the currents of magic that flow through such objects. He isn’t terribly greedy, but he does maintain a small hoard of riches that he finds particularly beautiful.
Riln is a pacifist by nature, but he will leap without hesitation into battle if someone he cares for is threatened.
Biology/vore info:
Riln has a safe stomach in front of his true stomach that can safely store prey. He is . . . less than eager to utilize it.
As a pred, Riln is reluctant. He’ll eat someone if he needs to protect them and there’s no other way. Or, rarely, he’ll swallow down someone he truly trusts if they ask him to. His prey should be patient with him, as he needs to be in the right headspace for noms, and he’ll continuously ask if they’re still okay in there. He’s secretly an absolute sucker for bellyrubs, which turn him into a big, blushy mess. He tries hard to keep this susceptibility under wraps.
As prey: No. Nope. Hm-mm. Gross. He doesn’t want any part of that.
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Daily Dragon #176
Riln
Primary: Cerulean Cherub
Secondary: Cyan Peregrine
Tertiary: Cerulean Thylacine
Eye Type: Water Faceted
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