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oepionie · 1 year

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— "MY JOLLY SAILOR BOLD." tweels

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SYNOPSIS: You meet two mysterious yet beautiful mermen around your age and you ask them to sing for you. They agree—though there's one condition....they want a kiss in return. A fair deal and you decide that nothing could possibly go wrong....right?

⊹ [ cw ] — suggestive, making out, lovesick/slightly yan-coded behavior, both of them pin for you, drowning, the tweels deserve a warning themselves, fighting, mild blood and injuries, mentions of murder, everyone here is morally grey◞

⊹ [ tags ] — gn! reader, on my siren eel agenda, flirty pirate mc, siren-eels are not to be messed with but mc is reckless, jade and floyd having an ariel moment but they're…a fucked up version of ariel, typical siren-behavior, floyd calls you pretty◞

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WHAT AN ODD LITTLE pirate you were.

Raised by your mother, horrific twisted tales of the deep were practically bedtime stories for you. She was a former ship's captain and a seasoned sailor who had spent more than half of her life at sea.

Mother weaved tales of glorious bloody battles, of thrashing waves, and, most importantly, of dangerous creatures in the sea. Hatred and fear for these grotesque marine creatures have been indoctrinated in you since you were young. It was imbued to the very core of your being, hammered and nailed into your head.

Alas, it appears that you have entirely disregarded the cautions that were issued to you. Any capable pirate knew better than to invite merfolk around.

Especially if you were all alone on a ship.

This year, spring had arrived a little earlier than usual, but you didn't mind at all.

It was at an obscene hour of the night when you were aimlessly paddling your little rowboat over the waves.

Floating a few feet away from your ship, you were gazing out over the sea where the waters were flat and serene, blue as far as your vision would allow. It was a sight you've grown all too accustomed to seeing.

You've sailed a hundred expeditions down this route and you were well aware of the carnage and bloodshed that’s been wrought here in the name of piracy.

A majority of which you've taken part in as—Captain (Y/N).

Young as you were, despite your youth, you had ambition. Already having established yourself as a living legend—or, as some have dubbed you, a living nightmare.

Sailors—young and old—have perished in your name, ships have sunk at your command, and your sword has spilt the blood of hundreds. You had amassed a great fortune from wandering merchants, and fellow pirates alike, all of which were misfortunate enough to fall upon your path.

These were tales and legends from bygone eras; the golden age of piracy had long since passed. Nowadays, you just cruise the sea anyway you pleased.

Adventure seldom found you.

In the middle of reminiscing, you abruptly became aware of a shimmering brilliance beneath the murky sea.

Oh?

'Maybe it was a trick of the waves? Or was it the moonlight's illusion?' You ponder to yourself as you stand at the stern of the boat and look out into the dreary waters.

The entire ocean sleeps when the moon is full. In the middle of the night, no fish or creature would dare remain thus near a boat...so what could possibly be out there?

Peering down, you make eye contact with a pair of glowing yellow eyes, slitted into diamonds.

Startled, the unknown creature slips back into the darkness with scarcely a ripple to disrupt the waves enveloping all about them. You're hypnotized by their shimmering skin as they moved smoothly and elegantly past the icy surfs.

In those short seconds while staring into the pitch-black sea, your mind conjures only one word.

Mermaid.

STRANGE AND STRANGELY FASCINATING, it was. "It" being the obsessive infatuation the Leech twins had for you.

Since they were little, the two brothers have been watching you grow up on that ship, peeping at you behind rocks and tall clusters of brilliant coral.

Curiosity and an interest for humans drew them to you at first, so they thought nothing of it. However, later, as they grew older, that interest developed into something more.

One that made their hearts feel like it was going to burst, a blood-curdling carnage of red and pink spills gushing out in a splatter. With the mere mention of your name, their stomachs sink and turn. The hems of love along their hearts diving into obsession—both feelings closely akin.

Jade and Floyd haven't run upon anyone who was courageous enough to meet creatures like them. Though, they shouldn’t have expected anything less from a pirate like you with an astronomical desire for adventure.

As you waved down at them from the ocean's depths, both of them swiftly swam up to the surface, eager to meet you. Their hands were clamoring and their hearts were racing to a tune that sang praises for you.

"There you are." You grinned handsomely, cocking your head to the side. The flowing fabric of your blouse blew wildly in the fresh salty wind, exposing bits and pieces of your chest and neck for them to see. "Hello~"

Big love-tinted eyes peeked up at you, drinking in every feature, blemish, and scar on your flesh. Occasionally, your gazes would meet and they would quickly avert their stare—a deep blue hue creeping up their cheeks, almost as if they felt bashful around you.

Even then, you thought it would be more appropriate if you were the one who was acting timid.

Because, by the gods, their beauty was such a sight to behold above the waters. In all your years out at sea and land, you've seen no maiden nor man with such features.

Such captivating features.

Teal-haired, with keen, slitted eyes that were veiled with thick, drooping lashes. Cheeks colored with a pale touch of death.

They were breathtakingly beautiful.

There was an urge, a pull at your heart to dive down and join them—drowning yourself in their embrace. Though, you resisted, almost immediately recognizing the sorcery that pulled on your carnal desires.

Mother and weather-beaten sailors had warned you of this. This overwhelming want. This spellbinding stare. Yet as they both drift closer, the forewarned dangers vanishes from your thoughts like mist. You're now left with little more than a hazy consciousness as you see them approach your boat.

You are in grave danger yet you are not afraid. Fear does not grip you as you raise a leg over the side of the boat, swing it over the top of the wood, and then sit over the edge, never taking your eyes off the mermen in front of you.

Their entire body, apart from their eyes, were submerged in the water which made it hard to determine what their species were. Though you could occasionally catch the flicker of their tail slapping against the surface.

Speaking of their tail, it was an utterly resplendent sight! Even if you tried, you wouldn't be able to explain its magnificience as it gleamed brighter than any of the gold or jewels your sullied hands have ever taken hold of.

Its lack of a single color and its vivid, luminous nature fascinated you. Depending on how the moonlight hit it, it radiated a wide range of shades, from the deep tint of blueish teal to a rich shade of bluish jade.

"First time away from your home?" You rasp, waving a hand in the ocean, watching as small ripples curved against the water's surface, tides of the blue abyss travelling outwards.

Minutes pass, and yet you get no response.

"Hmm…you two don't talk much, do you?"

Jade and Floyd knew all about pirates, heard every story, whisper, and tale of the bloodthirsty monsters fueled by lust for gold and glory. And yet, they somehow struggle to picture you as the avaricious captain you were labelled as.

Still, while you appeared free and jovial, both of them could sense that you yearned for the thrill of danger, for life-threatening adventure, and for the many fantastic yet perilous things the ocean has to offer.

They exchanged glances, and at that instant, their plan was set in place.

Appearing docile, Floyd shook his head no, hovering near you and spinning around playfully.

"Awe, aren't you a cute little guy?" You cooed, running a rough hand along his back. The mer shivered, preening at your compliment.

"I really shouldn't be so close to you, though. Us pirates usually avoid approaching any merfolk since…they feel your methods, your ways of living are…" You trailed off, waving a hand in the air as you searched for the right words.

"Spooky?" Jade spoke out, swimming closer to you with a sinister glitter in his eyes. Breath hitching in your throat, you leaned towards him, an amused smirk slowly stretching across your cheeks. "Oh ho? You do talk."

"I can do much more than that." Jade purred, the tone of his voice sinking into a sonorous lull.

Well, you certainly can’t deny that something draws you to these two.

The predictability of your life on these seas has gotten boring to you. Gone were the days of bloodthirsty glory instead, it was always the same routine. Poring over the same ancient yellowed maps, loitering about the deck, and secluding yourself away in the vast sea.

You know your mother would be horrified by your actions, disgusted to see you mingling and, Poseidon forbid—flirting with these…mer.

Though you couldn't bring yourself to care. Speaking with these two was the closest thing to excitement you've felt in a long time.

"That's a pretty voice, love." The grin on your face lacks any of the warmth it had in the past few moments.

You tip your head back and giggle, raspy and brittle, "I heard a mer's song was, um, what did those bards call it? Ah, yes—A voice that is so alluring that men and women jump overboard in squadrons."

"Hauntingly beautiful, that's what the poets call you mermaids…" You hum, watching them slyly from your row boat while reclining back against the wood.

Gaze drifting down their body, your arms folded around your chest and your gaze turned half-lidded, lips curled up in a sensual, cat-like smirk. "…and I can see why. Haunted, I am."

Both of them go abruptly silent and you chuckle, staring at them through the wreaths of grey smoke that curled into fanciful hazy whirls from the foggy environment.

Floyd and Jade squirmed as they both felt the strong pull of their instincts, screaming at them to just drag you into the waters already.

Your conniving praises and silver tongue was starting to get to them. One more push and—

"Say…I've been meaning to ask," You murmur, and seem to take a moment to stare into their innermost souls.

"Can you sing for me…?"

Something snaps.

Floyd makes a low sound, somewhere between a trill and a growl, while Jade's eyes darken considerably. Beneath your piercing, ice-cold gaze, the twins felt their nerves prickle up like the flickering electric stings of a jellyfish.

This is a dangerous game you're playing.

"…You're quite the flatterer," Jade—ever so composed—is quick to snap out of it and smiles simply, tapping his talons along the wooden deck. "…I suppose I could grant you your wish. Though, there is to be an exchange for it."

"Hm? What's that, mate?" You looked up at your ship from your little boat, eyes darting to the windows of your chambers. "That ol' girl isn't new to the seas so there's quite a lot of stuff there. Maybe some of my treasures will catch your fancy—"

"No." Jade interrupts you, the shadow over his eyes returns. "…I do not wish for any treasure or gold. All I want is a kiss."

"A kiss?" You parroted, an eyebrow elevated and amused laughter peaking from your lips. "I have chests of golds and heaps of ruby-eyed jewelry; yet, all you want is a kiss, is that truly what you desire?"

"Yes."

"Nothin' more?"

Jade ponders and pauses for a while, before turning to face his brother. "Floyd, perhaps you want something as well?"

"I wanna kiss from pretty shrimpy too!" Floyd cooed, pursing his lips at you and imitating kissing sounds by hollowing his cheeks. His strong arms, taut with ripping muscle, are crossed over one other as it rests upon the rims of your boat.

"So, what do you say, Captain? Is it a deal~?" Floyd stretches out a hand expectantly.

And you take it.

"Deal." You smirk. "One kiss for each of you, in exchange for a song. Pirate's honor."

Not like the honor of a pirate was worth much anyways.

The melody lifting from Jade's lips was somewhat familiar to you, yet it was of a faraway nostalgia. You couldn’t remember where you'd last heard it, but it felt…right. He had a voice that was velvety smooth; thick, and deep like a dream.

"Upon one summer's morning / I carefully did stray," Jade sang, deep voice flowing off his lips in a sweet honeyed song—its melody lathering itself on your tongue. The saccharine taste of its imbricating rhythm obliterating every bit of skepticism you held towards them. "Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay."

"My heart is pierced by Cupid / I disdain all glittering gold." Jade continued, tucking the long dark strand of his hair behind his ear—leaning his head atop the rickety rims of the boat's mossy wood. "There is nothing can console me / but my jolly sailor bold."

"Come all you pretty fair mers, whoever you may be / Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea." Floyd hums along, lovingly tracing a hand up your arm. His voice was a lovely little thing; echoing deep throughout the air.

As expected, they sang beautifully, hauntingly; with an accent in a tongue native only to the sea. There was a mystical lull weaved into their voices—fitting to their titles as bewitching creatures of the sea.

"My heart is pierced by Cupid /I disdain all glittering gold." Jade stares straight ahead, his sapphire gaze alluringly fixed on you seated in front of him.

"There is nothing can console me…" Pushing himself up the wooden edge of your boat, the eel lures you over and you followed. "…but my jolly sailor bold."

As Jade's song came to its finality, he leaned in close and pressed a swift warm kiss atop your agape mouth, such tenderness in his affections—and that of heavily masked lust. The eel parted from you, nipping at your bottom lip and watching with unbridled delight as a flicker of pink hue glazed over your diluted eyes.

"Come in the water, shrimpy~" Floyd cooed at you, claws reaching out to trace against the curve of the ships side. "We don't bite~"

Songbound, you leaned in towards the two and plunged in.

You don’t think about holding your breath.

The water was ice-cold and it strikes at you like a venomous bite. Yet before you could sink, two strong hands grasp at your waist, keeping you afloat in spite of the rough rocks of the sea. Jade was cradling you close to his chest, his hold firm and uncompromising while his tail encircled and bound your legs together.

"Hello, shrimpy~" Crooning, Floyd moved to rest his wet cheek against your tangled hair, talons pushing past the fringes of your damp torn-up shawl to rest against your thighs.

The slippery pads of his fingers trailed up to your torso; Travelling from your hips, past your corset, all the way up to your chest. The eel toyed with the drawstrings of your poet shirt before grasping it tight and yanking you forward.

"You're so pretty~" Floyd trailed his other hand up your neck, sharp talons feathering over your pulse dangerously. The eel craned his head down to meet you eye to eye.

"I could just eat you up." The silky strands of his lashes fluttered against his lidded gaze as he leaned in close, breath fanning across your burning cheeks. Floyd pulled you into a deep kiss, loving the way you groaned against his mouth.

Chuckling against your lips, Floyd tightened his hold on your neck—his claws almost breaking skin, "You like that, shrimpy?"

You return the kiss, dazedly smiling against his lips before pulling away, lungs in desperate need of oxygen.

Floyd could see drops of water resting atop your swollen lips, and as your tongue darts out to wipe them, a fiery desire ignites in the deep curves and crooks of his heart. It didn't take long before he was diving in once more, lips pressing against the side of your neck.

While his brother was fixated on marking your skin, Jade hugged you from behind—affectionately cuddling into your hair.

The eel ran his hand up your throat and grasps your jaw with webbed hands to tilt your head backwards. He presses his lips against yours, the thick muscle of his tongue prying your mouth open before it darted in.

Floyd glides away from your form after a few minutes, leaving your neck sufficiently bitten and marked. He grinned excitedly and took your hands in his webbed ones, whisking you away from Jade.

You couldn't help but notice how he was gently dragging you away from the rowboat. "Say, shrimpy~ You ever wondered what it's like to swim under the sea?"

A flash of clarity hits you, shattering the enchanting spell that both mermen had cast upon your heart. You sensed danger as both eels started to close in, grinning ominously which revealed their fangs—long and dripping with thirst.

It seems that your fun little swim was over.

"I can't say I've ever experienced the pleasures of drowning—" you muttered. "And I don't intend to do so very soon."

The texture of their tails may appear solid and rough, but when you kick your legs at Floyd's, you immediately discover how the skin is supple when touched.

The sharp end of your worn boots cut at his silky luminescent skin, dragging along the scales of his flesh and leaving a deep cut in its wake. A small trickle of blue blood spreads into the waters and the eel hisses, darting away from you.

You try to swim away, but something—or rather, someone—gets in your way.

"My my, leaving so soon, pearl?" Jade quips, grin all-to-sharp.

In hindsight, it was foolish to interact with two mermen you hardly knew, especially ones who were taut with sharp teeth and firm muscles. Any pirate with half a mind would know to turn the other way and flee if these two approached them.

The mer both advanced to surround you, a mysterious glimmer swimming behind the haze of their duo-colored eyes.

A startling epiphany rushes over you.

As slippery as they might be, there’s no hiding the lethal sheen of pink in their eyes—especially not from you, a pirate who’s spent a fair number of their days hauling the cold dead bodies of lovesick sailors away from their watery graves.

These two weren't your run-of-the-mill mermen, no. You have heard about them before—in tales and legends.

Mermaids. Vampires of the sea. Water nymphs. Naiads. Sirens.

Many names, yet they are all the same.

A sighting like this is not unusual. This species of mer is mostly found in the deepest, darkest sections of the ocean, and they only come up to hunt at night.

It seems that you've walked right into their trap. Sailors were their easiest prey.

"Ah." You grit your teeth, a low, breathy snarl slipping past your swollen lips. "I should've known."

There’s a warm yet strong pressure against your shoulders and arms; followed by an odd feeling of heaviness as you were suddenly propelled down the water's surface. Webbed hands keep you pinned beneath the waves and you're suddenly all-too-aware of your body's exhaustion; of the salty liquid flowing past your tongue and the scorching gurgle that ignites your lungs as water fills it.

There's a ruckus around you, and you can barely hear Jade's voice, who was eerily calm in the midst of your murder. A bottle is then abruptly forced into your mouth, the potion within it spilling down your throat and leaving you disoriented.

It appears that today is the day that the monotony in your life finally ends. The pull of unconsciousness becomes too strong to resist, and the world darkens.

TO BE CONTINUED...?

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[Start ID. A redraw of the official icons of the ten named slugcats from Rain World, arranged in two rows: Survivor, Monk, Hunter, Nightcat, and Gourmand in the first, Artificer, Rivulet, Spearmaster, Saint and Enot/Inv in the second. Each is drawn in roughly the same pose as in the original art and fitted with speculative interpretations of their biology, and the second image is a “dead” version of this. For example, all ten have slug-like rhinophores in place of ears, cuttlefish-like colorful eyes with strangely-shaped pupils, cephalopod-like beak "teeth", expressive barbels or oral tentacles at the corners of mouths, spiny radulas, and the frilly mantle fringes of sea slugs, though otherwise their faces are squishy, simple and mammalian-shaped.

Cream-colored Survivor and yellow Monk both share triangular, bicolored spots matching their eyes (which are tan and brown, and two shades of blue, respectively), small, bumpy fringes, and relatively neutral looks on their faces. Defensive-looking Hunter is mostly a dull orange-pink, though their blobby fringe is a more violent red and their back is purple and marred with lumps. Nightcat is navy blue and flecked with dots of yellow and teal, their rolled rhinophores are a lighter blue, and their shading fractures into stars in some places. Gourmand is almost uniformly tan, their wide, very ruffly white mantle fringe bordered by a spray of white spots, and their beak sticks out from either corner of their smile. Primarily red Artificer, snarling, has yellow markings of multiple sorts, a prominent yellow dewlap and their characteristic dark scar taking out a chunk of its face. Rivulet is a darker blue than usual, with long barbels, red gills and rings, countershading, and a cheerful expression, sticking out their radula. Spearmaster is purple with orange accents, eyes and spots, a large fringe and spines down their back. Saint’s green caryophyllidia are marked by small, yellow diamonds, and their long, thin radula extends far below them. Enot is decorated with mottled red stripes, blue patches, yellow stars, and an uneven and almost cartoonish imitation of blush, though generally the same deep blue as Nightcat, a passive or almost slightly smug look on their face and their rolled rhinophores out to either side.

In the second image, nine of the slugcats’ eyes are crossed out, indicating that these are death icons. They look fairly the same, with mostly expression differences. Survivor is caught in the beginning of a threat display, a karma flower sprouts from Monk’s side, Hunter is burdened with overgrowing, purple and blue rot, Nightcat’s rhinophores are pinned back, and Gourmand looks mildly disheartened. For the final row, Artificer bites its radula between small plumes of smoke, Rivulet drops their expression, Spearmaster looks very startled, Saint looks almost entirely the same besides half-open eyes and their markings greater in number, and Enot grins confusedly. End ID]

If you'll excuse the unusually lengthy ID: the arena meme introduced by @pansear-doodles at long last after a nearly year-long wip status (or, rather, finished a month ago today to honor my own first time playing it!)

Design notes and shout-outs under cut! :]

The following people are some of those who’ve inspired my designs most since I started this eight months ago (or just inspired me to get a little weirder with slugcat biology), among many others for sure, and I thank them for it–but this is simply to bring attention to artists I find cool, and in no way an obligation to interact or anything :]

> @saturncoyote , @carpsoup , @charseraph , @gallusgalluss , @bitsbug , @dopscratch , and @0hmanit (and a special mention to dddeerbo and hunterlonglegs, who’ve since deactivated)!

Survivor: Surprisingly the hardest to pin down the colors for, since nothing with its sibling's palette seemed to match up right (I did have to add in a little blue somewhere for Monk, the beginning of making it clear how much I’m simply going based off of vibes for the colors of scug innards). I consider them, Monk and Gourmand to be part of the same gene pool of slugcats, and even possibly the same colony even if the latter isn't really related, so took a bit of Gourmand's coloring and fit them in with their inspiration: Goniobranchus verrieri. They serve as a bit of an introduction to my ideas of scug traits (i find it really fun how many people have thought to add so many silly sluglike fixtures of biology completely independent of me, buuut here I’m mostly talking about species variation), and like in-game they’re pretty average! They, Monk and Hunter have a couple scars sourced from a piece of Joar's concept art that I'm failing to find, those across the bridge of the nose, under the eyes, and across the rhinophores, respectively, and my Survivor interpretation features many on the back of the neck, as a result of survived lizard bites.

Monk: Their coloring is primarily based off the fact that I associate them with blue fruits, honestly, a bit because I was compelled to establish a familiarity with Rivulet, and lastly inspired by the spots of Goniobranchus kuniei (and geminus, less important to me as one of my characters is a kuniei instead, but more fitting). Between the yellow + blue and the circular marking in the center of their face, they’re meant to bear a little resemblance to an iterator that shares similarities with the characterization I’ve given them, and similar coding of her sibling can be seen on Survivor’s markings around the eyes. As both a “default” slugcat and one whose campaign I haven’t played, though, I can’t say I have much more to point out about em.

Hunter: The whole rot thing made for a really fun time drawing them, and while the color change on their back is a result of this, it’s also an excuse to relate them to Babakina festiva, arguably my favorite sea slug (mostly for sentimental purposes). And to Spearmaster, a fellow messenger slugcat, and it serves as a gradient between Hunter’s pink and the “traditional” color of Rot seen in the DLLs. Aside from their affliction, they’d actually be the plainest in terms of design, as they don’t have any patterns or quirks of body type, just the red + purple and strange lumps + possible malnutrition. I can’t remember if NSH had created them in particular or just...caught + released or something, but it probably wouldn’t be strange for a lab-grown slugcat to be simple like that.

Gourmand: Like the two above, they’re rather plain in terms of coloring and adaptation, and like the two above, I find that fun. I decided it would be nice to avert the “all slugcats being of the same body type, and Gourmand’s out of place as the exception” thing by just...adding more fat to all of them, really. I did want to emphasize their sheer bulk even so, both fat and muscular (not like I couldn’t have still gone further with it, of course, but slugcat anatomy can be a little obfuscating sometimes, and they were intended to look rather plush considering personal size headcanons and therefore the lack of proper gravity), and the thick and flounced mantle looked like a good addition, as per their sea slug Glossodoris hikuerensis. Unlike Survivor and Monk, I didn’t attempt to hold their resemblance to any particular other character (which means a little less to balance out the “default gene pool” thing), so those are all the design notes I have for em.

Artificer: The second slugcat I’ve ever played, or finished the campaign of, my favorite for at least a long time, and the first thing I did was give them yellow accents, the shape of which have troubled me slightly (not quite like the spots or stripes of the others). They’re both a little more appealing and more explosive-looking to me, and considering how early on I played Arti, actually present in some of my older art. It does give them a little resemblance to Saint (completely intentional, two slugcats with strange relations to karma), as well as the fact that its radula is green for familiarity with one of its children (at some point it was going to have all-green markings, even!). I’m generous with their scars, partly because it was fun to overemphasize the one on their face and partly because it does seem like a reckless slugcat, on top of the dangers of its explosive abilities–I’ll probably just keep adding more forever. Mostly-red sea slugs aren’t too common, but Hexabranchus sanguineus works for sure. The ridged, yellow dewlap can expand for combustion purposes, or something along those lines. Arti’s where I began experimenting with a lot of the mildly-offkilter features seen in my interpretation of slugcats, as they’ve once again been a favorite from the start.

Rivulet: I've obviously given other slugcats spots, deeply enjoy the bubbly-soda markings of other peoples' slugcats, and thought seal riv would be cute. Despite not too closely resembling it, they've been government-assigned Hypselodoris bennetti, for color reasons and for a couple sentimental ones. Originally, the colors of every scug were meant to match up with the custom colors I gave them at the beginning of their campaigns, (though Arti, Gourm and Spearmy are the only three who actually apply here, since I've only played through half the slugcats: I gave arti the yellow as mentioned above, gourm brown eyes and spearmy light pink spears, furthered by the outskirts pearl accompanying me and that palette all the way to moon. Tolerance training for eternity in hell cause I already knew about the maroon pearl quest). I initially gave them the colors of the bi flag for fun... but with the limited palette of this image, I was left without pink for a while and decided to see how they'd look in red. I then realized how they now wonderfully matched Moon, and besides, red's a sort of camouflage in deep water! As a side-note, the difference between their eyes and those of others always bothered me a little for anatomical purposes, and the cephalopod eyes were probably influenced by this!

Spearmaster: Inspired as much as possible by @notyourfunnyman ’s wonderful spearmy: designed in a way that helps it fit in with scavengers, at least between the long sensory tentacles, big ruff, back spines and slightly thin/distended anatomy, a form of defensive mimicry. I always had annulate rhinophores in mind, for a little diversity sure, but mostly because the shape reminds me of radio antennae and communication towers (seems fitting for the comms array and being a messenger slugcat)! I started searching for a real-life slug to give them just by looking up their rhinophore shape...and was met immediately and coincidentally with annulate-topped nudibranchs that fit them more perfectly than I could've imagined: Flabellina and surrounding clades, I think Paraflabellina ischitana works very nicely. The orange was completely unplanned, but there wasn’t a place for light pink among the other slugcats’ palettes, and importantly it likens them to both Hunter and Seven Red Suns a little more.

Saint: I am very much a non-furred slugcat enjoyer, with respect to those who aren’t, so figuring out the only visibly furred slugcat was an interesting challenge. I’ve decided that they likely have other, milder adaptations for help in the cold, mainly just more efficient fat storage, and what looks vaguely like fur is instead a bunch of tubercles (called caryophillia, for the second reminder out of three). Their inspiration doesn’t have these, however, Miamira sinuata’s numerous yellow and blue spots (not to mention...whatever’s going on with that shape) and general effect of being the only really green nudibranch I could find were probably perfect for a strange green echo. Not pictured, but their beak-teeth are tiny and flat to make a surface for grinding soft food against with the lack of a functioning radula, which is tipped with a specialized spiny “grapple-hook” for better traction/grip (not to mention the numerous little teeth running down the whole thing).

(Best part of hiding this under a readmore means edits will be seen by all reblogs, I'm mostly sure, because I completely forgot to mention! The spots on their forehead are simple eyes. Their camera eyes appear closed in-game, I like to believe their complex eyesight is rather poor anyways or otherwise reason that they aren't seeing out of those, and while this was far from her REASON for attunement with the world, it does help compensate for mainly viewing it through a canvas of simple light and dark. This, and the fact that their swapped-out "fur" is not only to commit to a lack of hairs but contributes to sensory input!)

Nightcat/Enot: I guess you could say I found the “these two are technically the same person” compelling. (E.g. similar colors, both very strange and enigmatic, and Enot/Inv/Sofanthiel’s remark during the dating sim about getting removed from Arena Mode.) I doubt they’re the only two slugcats in their body, considering humans with DID tend to have more than a few (and I find it very funny that a slugcat bearing resemblance to Nightcat appears in Gourmand’s ending. They’re allowed in the colony and Enot isn’t </3), and I have to credit @faelingdraws ’s art for being what convinced me on it! Their design inspirations come down to trying to balance a few different ideas: making the patterns and palettes of both look oddly similar (special mention to the stars, since those are fun to draw), basing them off of Felimare sechurana and juliae respectively, using blocks of color with the same placement as in Enot’s official art, and specifically making Enot look...biologically reasonable and imperfect, whilst also clearly trying to imitate human displays of emotion (what with...the eyes and blush on that one piece of official art).

Lastly, here’s just a lineup with notes on body shape and size. Most of the nicknames (existing to give a little more space, that’s all) are obvious, and while I can’t remember why I shortened Nightcat to Nox, it is in honor of my friend by the same nickname :]

#survivor rain world #monk rain world #hunter rain world #nightcat rain world #gourmand rain world #artificer rain world #rivulet rain world #spearmaster rain world #saint rain world #enot rain world #slugcat rain world #rain world #peridots-art #< feels like too long since that last tag's been used. i can say with certainty that the majority of the reason i haven't been just as #active here (not to mention not drawing as often since that's relevant) is just due to my life getting busier with a new school year but i #do miss putting my stuff here! and would like to reblog more on top of that.... so forgive not remembering exactly how to tag everything #(and how to write everything up there but to be fair it's not like long textposts were a staple of mine. i mostly just rambled and it was #fun hehehe.....some of those notes (parts of riv/spears mostly) were written around the beginning of the drawing itself)#OH i messed something up with the drafting and really did not mean to post it while tags were in progress! but regardless. i would've liked #to post it tomorrow to mirror how i was going to post it on JAN 29 a month ago......but it's not like i'm unhappy with this outcome :]#to sum it up really though it's been strange working on this for so long.....unfortunate to not get a chance to let it be seen and keep #experimenting with odd biology much earlier but i'm just glad it's out now cause i am proud of these!! it's been a lot of fun and slugcats #are still my go-to doodles :] if i had to end this off promptly though what's up with that secret pipeyard shelter as gourm that's not on #the maps. connected to vs_a04. doesn't appear on the miraheze or interactive maps for anyone strangely but i've only been there as gourmand #anyway! i'm sure there's a lot i could've said in the rush but goodbye dear reader anyway :]#i forgot spearmy initially. i'm so sorry

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SAUDADE ✦ DR3

“Saudade” is a Portuguese word that carries a profound and complex meaning, often described as a deep emotional state of longing or nostalgia. It transcends mere language; it's a state of being, an emotion that seeps into the soul and lingers like an echo in the heart. It encompasses a mix of emotions, including melancholy, yearning, and a sense of emptiness, often accompanied by fond memories of past experiences or relationships. In the context of love, "saudade" captures the bittersweet essence of missing someone deeply, even when they are physically present or long after they are gone. It is the ache of the heart that comes from loving and losing, a poignant reminder of the depth of connection and the enduring power of love's impact on our lives.

✦ pairing: daniel ricciardo x famous!latina!reader

✦ type: social media au

✦ fc: becky g

✦ warnings: female!reader, latina!reader, age gap, language, lots of angst, heartbreak, drama, internet meanies, mentions of mental health struggles, assholes.

✦ pit wall live: uh holi, loves 👀 sorry for the delay, but I hope you guys enjoy this chapter 👀 it's a little short but as present for not posting in March, I present to you: a bonus chapter hehe okay, byeeee *runs away as fast as she can*

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yourinstagram Starting the New Year on a bright note! ✨ Wearing yellow to channel optimism and positive energy as we dive into this new year. 💛 I'm so so so grateful for all the love and support you've shown me throughout the past year and I'm excited to continue this journey together in 2022. Here's to another year of growth, laughter, and cherished memories! Siempre para adelante, mi gente! 🎉

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danielricciardo Mi reina ❤️‍🔥

user1 I wanted to take this space to thank you for the happiness you have brought me over the years. Your music or your works of art have been a constant company in moments of joy, sadness and everything in between. Your talent is enormous, but so is your ability to connect with your fans in a unique way. Your humility and gratitude show that, despite the success, you are still a close and authentic person. Thanks for all that you do!

camila_cabello Good god woman have mercy

kylieminogue you are sensationally exquisite 💛✨

xtina my angel ❤️

user2 jawline could cut a diamond 🥶

user3 muy buena artista pero sobrevalorada respecto a su belleza, y no digo que no sea guapa sino sobrevalorada

user4 you could wear the rainbow if you wanted and that would still not make you relevant or give you any talent

user5 she always tries too hard

user6 watch out for Regina George in sheep's clothing

anitta Feliz ano novo para você Rainha 😘

diplo 💛

user7 the fact that they spent new year's day apart and on different sides of the world speaks volumes

user what? that they both wanted to see their families? grow up

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⥂ translation: Everything I do and comes out of me it's because I'm feeling it, it's okay if no one else feels the same way. Two people can never ever feel the same at the same time.

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danielricciardo Back seat baby seat bangers 🎶

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yourinstagram this is all anyone needs to have a great day ❤️ please send me his manager's contact, I've been looking for a male backing vocal for my next album and I think he can be the perfect choice 😌

danielricciardo yourinstagram ah, you see, he's a really sought-after artist so he's super busy. But I know his uncle and he's interested on the job, only thing is that he likes to be paid with kisses 💋😏 yourinstagram danielricciardo tell him to contact me, I think we will be able to work out the payment details soon 😌

yourinstagram btw how is it possible that he's that big now if I saw him like yesterday and he was this 🤏🏽 small 🥺❤️

user1 is the copying the hand movements for me 😂❤️

user2 so this is how Y/N's future is gonna look like 👀

userA all that's missing is the ring 👀 userB yeah danielricciardo stop being lazy my friend 👀

user3 you're gonna be a great dad one day ❤️🥺

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user4 siempre dije que no quiero ser mamá, pero después de ver esto... yourinstagram mi reina quién pudiera ser vos 😮‍💨

user5 coisa mais linda! ❤️

user6 Daniel really sang his heart out to that song lmao

user7 you have really shit taste in music mate

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yourinstagram Te amo con el alma, porque el alma nunca muere ❤️ happy 2 years, mi Danielito 🥰

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danielricciardo My forever partner in crime ❤️

user1 cuide a ese hombre yourinstagram, que tu y yo no somos amigas 🫡

user2 oh God I'm so single 😩

mileycyrus so much love and happiness for you both ❤️❤️❤️

user3 THAT LAST PHOTO IT'S GIVING I'D MARRY YOU WITH PAPER RINGS 😭 SO 1 + 1 = THEY ARE GETTING ENGAGED‼️‼️

userA I'm so calling it, it is happening 🤩

user4 LIL BLAKE SIGHTING 😍😍😍

hermusicofficial favs

user5 she was talking seriously when she recorded A mi me gustan mayores 😅

userA será que aplica el "A mí me gustan más grandes. Que no me quepa en la boca..." con él?? 👀👀👀 yourinstagram userA los besos que quiera darme? 👀 sí, aplica 🤭😈 userB OMFG Y/N???!!! LMAOOO iamdannaschwarz yourinstagram that's enough internet for you today 🙅🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

chloestroll did he really cook? 😂

yourinstagram chloestroll he did! and it was really good actually 🥰 I felt ✨spoiled✨

oliviarodrigo mom and dad 💜

user6 the first pic is making me feel something. i don't know how to put that something into words though 🥵 *bi panics*

userA JUST A BIG FUCKING OOF I GUESS 🥵 userB they served cunt as per usual userC I grunted and groaned and moaned 🫠😩

user7 I'm so tired of them omg yeah, you're "in love", we see you, now stop shoving it at our faces every chance you have 🙄

fioamato congrats Sandy and Danny 😜💖

iamdannaschwarz Baby and Danny 😜💖 itsvittoriasousa nah, more like Troy and Gabriella landonorris Belle and the Beast 😜 yourinstagram landonorris aww did littol landow nowis just called me beautiful? 👀😊 landonorris nvm I take it back. Fiona and Shrek* 😌 yourinstagram landonorris well that makes you the donkey 😂

user8 every time I remember that there's a 9 year gap between them I wanna puke 🤮

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danielricciardo happy 2 years mi vida ❤️

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user "mi vida" brb gonna go chew on a live wire 😭

yourinstagram let's do this for a lifetime ❤️♾️

danielricciardo you have yourself a deal, Chip ❤️

user2 hey God, it's me again...

martingarrix ❤️❤️❤️

user3 these adorable videos ending with daniel squeezing y/n's butt is so dan-y/n core 🥹😝

marcusstoinis congrats, lovebirds ❤️

user4 did they leave their own love lock on the fence? 🥹😭

userA I don't think we'll ever find it, but I'm sure they did 😭

landonorris congrats on putting up with him this long yourinstagram ❤️

joshallenqb 🍾❤️

user5 somethin something "find a beautiful love, make sure they know they are your morning light" playing while the sunset iluminates her and cutting to "and that you'll never let go till the day that you die" while he has his arms around her 😭😭😭

userA THIS HERE IS LOVE 😭 THIS HERE IS LIFE 😭 userB something something he's got a tattoo of that song's title 😭 userC somebody get me a fucking doctor I feel like my heart is about to burst

scottyjames31 my favorite celebrity couple 😌

caamp we love you guys ❤️

user5 grandpa copping a feel 🤢

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danielricciardo Better this week than next… Unfortunate to miss the test, but I’m starting to feel better. I’ll stay isolated and just focus on next weekend. Big thanks to Lando & McLaren for the heavy lifting, I owe you some beers (milk for Lando). Appreciate the well wishes from everyone as well.

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landonorris get well soon mate!

georgerussell63 speedy recovery danny ric ��🏻

user did you and Y/N broke up??? please tell me it's a lie

user2 Y/N hasn't liked nor comment yet and it's been 2 whole days since he posted this

userA why whould she? they are quarantining together, she doesn't need to comment or liked every single post he makes. They are probably sitting side by side right now userB userA there's actually rumours that she was seen leaving the hotel in a rush yesterday and fans are already speculating if they broke up

user3 I hope you feel better soon Dan! I know we all wish to see you in action next weekend!!

user4 "milk for Lando" lmaooo i love them your honor <3

user5 this is your year mate don't let any setbacks bring you down 💪🏻

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f1wags It seems Danny Ricc has moved on quickly 👀 Just after a week since the confirmation of his break up with Y/N, a few fans have reported sightings of the driver with actress Heidi Berger —who has been linked to him a few times these past months— around Monaco.

The blonde is the daughter of former Austrian F1 driver Gerhard Berger and former Portuguese model Ana Corvo.

This love triangle drama just keeps getting juicier and more complicated! 🔥 What are you thoughts, did the Aussie cheated on his ex-girlfriend as some people say? Did he moved on too fast? or did he do the right thing? Let us know in the comments!

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user I actually feel bad for Y/N, not a fan of hers at all but it must be hard to see the man you were talking of marriage with a month ago, move on from your relationship so quickly and easily. if it were me in her shoes, I know it'd really mess my head up 😕

user2 idc if he'd not been with Heidi physically while being with Y/N, it's still treason to be emotionally involved with someone else while you're in a relationship. I believe he already had feelings for Heidi while still being with Y/N because how the fuck can you move on from a whole 2-year relationship in two weeks?? I only hope Y/N is doing okay and that she gets to heal and find someone better for her 😞

user3 you can try to defend him with all the arguments you can think of but at the end of the day, he is still just a rich man. It's funny how you've been all pointing fingers at the innocent while playing lawyer to the guilty.

user4 I'm a Danny Ricc fan but I think this was too fast too soon, at least have some respect for your ex who stood by your side through the highs and lows of the past years, smh so disappointed

user5 Get over it already! He moved on to someone better, as he should. Let the poor man alone! He's been single for weeks! He's allowed to see anyone he wants! Stop whining about it, Y/N just wasn't enough, as simple as that 🤷🏽‍♀️

user6 I'm actually super worried for him, he's not himself lately. Just a few weeks ago he was calling Y/N the love of his life and now this? All jokes aside, I think he's self-sabotaging. He looks like a shell of his old-self, he is not smiling as bright as before, he's super quiet now and if you pay attention to him during interviews, he fidgets a lot and sounds so insecure when asked about his driving. GO TO THERAPY BABE!!!

userA you are reaching, babe! lmaoooo he's fine, he just got tired of that snake 🤪

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user i guess this is the confirmation we've been waiting for

user2 how can you move on from a 2 year relationship so fast??

user3 ugh men are so fucking unbelievable

userA jokes on all those whiny fangirls of his, turns out it wasn't he who deserved better, it was HER.

user4 he is a joke just like his driving lmao

user5 Heidi is so much better than that wannabe singer, she was just a plaything for him 🤣

user6 I'm so glad you opened up your eyes daniel

user7 so all those rumours have been true smh y'all were attacking Y/N nonestop for the smallest interactions with the opposite sex, and none of those rumours proved to be true but I'm not seeing the same energy directed towards him now that the rumours about him were actually true!

user8 I just know that the break up album is gonna be a banger 🔥🤪

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yourinstagram burned other memories just to make room for these ones 🎞️❤️‍🔥

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user HI MOTHER!! WELCOME BACK WE MISSED YOU ❤️❤️❤️

user1 we love to see you living your best life!!! 🥰

user2 Can't wait to listen to the full version of the song she plays on the last slide 🤩

userA Daniel Ricciardo is shaking in his boots right now 🤪

machinegunkelly 🖤🥀🤘🏼

user3 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍

markhoppus kid what are you holding on your lap and why it isn't on my liquor shelf yet? 🤨

yourintagram sorry dad 😔 it's on its way to your doorstep right now 🤪 skyehoppus yourintagram make sure you are also included on the package arriving at our door, it's been too long honey ❤️ userA “dad”??? she knows mark hoppus?? what did i miss?? 😳 userB userA they have an on-going joke that mark found her wandering around and adopted her as one of the few blink-182's children along alex gaskarth and jack barakat from all time low 😂 she's super close with his family, too! I remember she collab on a song with him, but they didn't released it and then it got leaked, she did play it at a couple of concerts tho userC userB is it 'thank you & goodnight'? 👀 userB userC YES! I miss her pop-punk era 😔 that version she did of 'little lion man' was soooo good!!

user4 Baby Iza is on her way to hit a bitch (Daniel)

alexalbon I like pizza too 👀🍕

lilymhe sorry baby, bad bitches only 💅🏻

user5 OMG OMG WE'VE GOT HARRY, TAYLOR AND Y/N IN ONE POST?! THE HOLY TRINITY RIGHT THERE 😍

harrystyles ❤️

user6 I've got my two mothers in one photo 😭❤️

taylorswift Ms. Falls-a-lot 👻❤️

yourinstagram I swear I'm gonna scare you too next time 🙄😂

lilymhe walking among legends on this post 🙇🏻‍♀️ #blessed 🙏🏻

user6 I'm so happy that she's finally back ❤️ we need to flood her comment section with love 🥰

user7 Drama queen of this generation. Always playing the victim & tricking people into thinking that she's a mental health advocate. You're way too far from that. Cancel her 👍🏻🐍

user8 the caption: ICONIC 🔥

userA the taxi driver is twisting on his grave 😂🤪

user9 the old Y/N can't come to the phone right now, why? Oh 'cause she's DEAD! 😎

user10 most untalented celeb ever

fioamato where was my invitation? 🤨 yourinstagram iamdannaschwarz

iamdannaschwarz you got one, you just decided to ditch us for mr. i-have-an-art-gallery 🤨 yourinstagram iamdannaschwarz yessss expose her, dannita! 🤭 No te hagas de la víctima, mi corazón. We've got the receipts 😎🧾 fioamato I hate you both 🙄

user11 you should be ashamed to post a photo holding a tequila bottle when so many young people follow you. You should be a role model to them, not another alcoholic celebrity 🙄

user12 babygirl I hope you are doing better and feeling great! You deserve so much more ❤️

userA she's as fabulous as ever while he's floping big time, I call that karma 💅 userB not many people know how to truly appreciate the unique sazón and sabor of a Latina 🔥 homeboy couldn't handle the heat 🤭

user13 I know that album is gonna be 🔥🔥🔥

user14 attention seeker no wonder you always get dump for someone better

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𓇼𓈒ㅤׂHow Curious... 𓆉 [4.11.23] - ft. Miles G. Morales 𓆡 genre: fluff, part 2 of Sea Grillz!

What a liar.

Two years ago, you met a human. A beautiful, beautiful human who promised that he would come back and visit you. You waited around the coral for months, breaching the surface of the freshwater haven every now and again to see if the familiar red metal cargo ship ever showed up again. You kept that piece of soft cotton fabric wrapped tightly around your gills in hopes that one day the boy would remember you and come back. What was his name again? Prowler?

You zoomed through the warm currents of the 'Big Lagoon', otherwise known as the Caribbean Sea by the surface dwellers in search of some new findings at the bottom of the ocean. Your tail eagerly jerked through the waves, propelling you forward with the force of a bullet train as you scanned the ocean floor for any new finds. You had somewhat of a collection; a brass hand mirror, several giant beady 'pearls' of some sort, silky gloves, and a plethora of coins from all ages and times. It was dark, barely visible as your eyes struggled to pick out every minor detail due to the lack of sunlight. But truth be told, you only had one thing in mind as you glided through the pure water.

You breached the surface, hair falling along your shoulders as your beautiful coral and shell necklace rested against your collarbone. You looked up at the warm skyline, losing yourself in the vibrant shades of orange, pink, and yellow that decorated the world and illuminated your skin. You raised a hand out of the warmth of the ocean, watching as your skin morphed from a pale blue to your natural melanated tone. Your jewelry consisted of pearls, small shells, your swamp blue scales that you lost along the way, and solid diamonds that shimmered on the horizon. It was perfect; no humans to disturb the mesmerizing crash of the waves or the blue tint of the water.

You felt for your cold neck, grazing your soft fingertips over the ripped piece of cotton wrapped around your neck. A sense of melancholy suddenly filled your mind, missing the man that appeared before you and swept you off your fins. You looked around the bare ocean, whispering a silent prayer to whatever may be listening. Oshun? Ikatere? Whoever ears it fell upon, you'd hope they'd hear you.

"Please come back tomorrow..."

You bowed your head before darting back under the deep blue, blazing through the current with no other goal than to get home safely. It was hard to describe this feeling of grief. Maybe it was the promise he muttered that remained broken, or maybe it was his sense of style with those iron-clad claws and shiny teeth. He hadn't left your mind since he sailed away, but you sure left his. You cozied up next to the soft pink anemone, allowing its tentacles to flick and wave at your nose.

The ocean surface went from gentle pinks obscured by ripples of water to pitch black. The inky sky glowed with speckles of stars as you laid back on your lively 'pillow', gently running your fingers through the rough nylon of the rope attached to your waist. You thought to yourself for a moment, dancing over the buttery kapa fabric that covered your chest. It was just like every other night, staring at the water's edge while you attempted to lull yourself to sleep. But there was a sudden urge for you to get up and swim out far east.

You gasped, hopping up at the speed of light, tail twitching with an unfamiliar sensation. Your iridescent scales glimmered under the moon...something was nagging you to swim east. So what did you do? Swam as far right as you could.

"Tú en mi cama..." Miles muttered, deep purple Prowler mask glimmering in the moonlight as music flooded his brain. He knew he was stupid for sailing out in the middle of the sea for no reason, but he had to see that pretty little mermaid again. The one with the big beady eyes and the baby-soft skin, yeah. That one. It had been two years since he last saw that face, and you've been burned into his brain ever since. So now here he was, out in the middle of the sea as his new watch spewed out coordinates for him to follow.

Still in that same red cargo ship he stole two years prior, he sped out into the uncharted waters in pursuit of the woman with the blue skin. and the perfect scales. It was a dark and eery atmosphere as he voyaged forward. The ghostly hue of the moonlight led him forward, serving as his candle in the abyss. The ocean shimmered, each wave highlighted by the fluorescent white as Miles put the engine in reverse and allowed the boat to bob above the water.

He stepped away from the helm of the ship, his heavy-duty boots making a loud thudding sound against the deck as he swung both legs against the railing. He hummed along to the reggaeton music that was blasting through his headphones and took another glance over the sea line. His twin braids swayed gently with the low whistling of the wind, as the cold air kissed every inch of Miles' exposed skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Everything seemed to follow a pattern; the waves would flow and crash against the ship, and the wind would puppeteer his braids. Until there was a familiar deviation in the water.

You darted forward, ducking and weaving between corral, debris, and anything that stood in your way as judgment guided you forward. You passed by the little crabs and gave a couple pats to some adorable Mahi-Mahi before you saw it; the strange shadow you were met with long ago. Your eyes widened with hope and adoration, making no effort to conceal your presence as you breached the surface. "Hey!" You shouted upon seeing the familiar purple glow from some sort of mask. The small white eyes widened, glitching from their regular slits to tiny hearts as you swam closer towards the ship.

"Oh, shit-...Chiquita! ¿Cómo has estado? I missed you!" He shouted, lowering down some sort of boat attached to some ropes that he gestured for you to climb into. You held on to the edge of the smaller wooden boat, lifting yourself up with all your strength as you plopped down onto the rickety oak. He hoisted you up, using all his strength to pull you up on the deck with him. The floor of the ship was freezing cold, floorboards creaking under the added body weight as you flopped on the ground. You lifted yourself up on the palms of your hands, coming face-to-face with the strange 'prowler' once again.

"Where have you been! I've been waiting for you for...for...forever! You said you'd be back!" You shouted, wasting no time as your sopping hands grazed over his exposed arms. His skin was cold to the touch and littered with goosebumps as you attempted to take off his mask, earning a low chuckle from the boy in front of you. He grabbed your wrist, gently moving your hands away from his face as he went to speak. "How often do you think I can boat out to the middle of the ocean? Hmm?" He asked, his tone laced with gentle sarcasm and slight heartbreak. He really did want to come back sooner, but time has never been a friend of Miles.

"I see you found more jewelry," he commented, gently taking your glimmering hand in his as he examined the diamonds, aquamarine, gold, and blue calcite that decorated your knuckles. You were worth millions...fins or no fins, you had a killer jewel collection that could fund an entire generation's college ride. Miles sat on the floor so he could be at eye level with you, pulling you in his lap as he collapsed his retractable mask. "I got jewels too," he mumbled, before opening his mouth just enough for you to see the shimmery glint of...teeth jewelery?

Your eyes widened, pupils dilating as you leaned forward to get a good look at his mouth. His sharp canines were covered by a silver outline, while his bottom teeth were lined with what looked like pure diamonds as you ran your fingertips against the smooth metal. "This is...wow," you sighed, admiring the sparkling gems as Miles smirked at your reaction. "This is called a grill," He muttered, closing his jaws before you made an attempt to put your head in his mouth. You nodded, still processing his flashy sense of style as he scanned over your ethereal garments and figure.

"So what y'all be doin' down there? What's it like on the ocean floor?" Miles asked, gently kissing the thenar of your palm as your hand came to caress his face. You thought for a minute, letting the cold wind blow against your frostbit skin. "It's dark...I mean, I have angler fish! But other than the dark, it's very cozy," You shrugged, hands dancing across his black cotton turtle neck. "It's got a lot of cool things, and a lot of coins. Definitely a lot of coins..." You chuckled, feeling the soaked fabric trickle water down the nape of your neck.

"Damn...New York is never dark," Miles laughed. His laugh was cold and hollow, but oddly comforting as he fixed your makeshift 'waist beads' made out of a piece of rope. He took your face in his cold, and rough hands as he admired your perfection. He'd never seen such a pretty girl in his life, and she was miles away out at sea. Your button nose perfectly complimented your full, two-toned lips. Whoever invented that fuckass 'Phi' system was wrong, YOU were the most beautiful girl in the world; with your glimmering scales, flashy gems, and gorgeous eyes.

He wanted to take you back with him and keep you all to himself, so the greed of the world could never reach out and take from you like they took from him. But deep down he knew there wasn't a place for you in his world. He placed a cold, comforting kiss on your collarbone as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "C'mon, tell me about what you did while I was gone," Miles chuckled, hoisting you up as he waltzed toward the helm of the ship. He wanted his conscience to narrate his thoughts in your voice, that thick islander accent and velvety tone talking to him about his own moves.

You talked his ear off for hours, sitting pretty on his lap while he learned all about Aycayia culture, what you eat in a day, and how prevalent 'rare' gems are in the deep blue sea. He didn't care that he was soaked from head to toe, or that he was losing feeling in his legs the longer you stayed on his lap. He just wanted to hold you for a little bit longer as you mindlessly fiddled with his silver chain. His hands gently caressed your hair before reaching into his back pocket to pull out a small pinkish purple metal 'watch'. "I gotta go, I'm so sorry..." he muttered, attaching it to your wrist as the futuristic bracelet emitted a soft glow.

Your head cocked to the side, trying to make sense of the strange device. "This will show me your coordinates. Don't lose it. I'm gonna bring you with me one day, I promise," He mumbled, holding you as close as possible. The wind sang a song of melancholy, the ocean coming to a still as you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. You wanted him to stay, to tell you more stories of his life as 'The Prowler'. You hated the idea of not seeing him for another two years, tears pricking at your waterline as you smushed your cheek against his.

"I really...really love you. Please don't take too long...?" You whispered, the top half of your body hanging off the rim of the ship.

"...I love you too."

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darkgalactic · 3 months

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Deep cut were invited to a masquerade party in inkopolis by the squid sisters.

Despite their dislike for anything fancy they decided to go, for maries sake.

they all get there in their best outfits with shiver in a black dress covered in a light blue sash and a decorative face covering. Frye with a black eye mask with decorations and a yellow sleeveless button top and glittered pants with diamond shape cutouts. And Big man with a Black sun hat, black bow tie with polka dots and a golden colored mask.

Once they got to the party it's like all of the musical artists are here, The Chirpy chips, Ink theory, even the latest H2Whoa. The group were in awe of the theme (not some fancy smancy stuff). The group spotted the whole squid beak including Dj Octavio. ever since he help neo agent 3 he has officially become a member and finally made peace with Cuttlefish. (it was all callie’s idea)

Then Big man saw a familiar figure in the crowd. He could believe it at first but it was him, Mr coco. He really couldn't believe it. How is Mr Coco here? Was all of the splatsville invited? Big man approached Mr Coco until he spotted him and his face lit up.

“Big man! it’s great to see you here” Mr coco” big man

“great to see you too” “but I gotta ask,how are you here?”

“Oh harmony was invited and chose me to be her plus one.” Mr coco answered.

“Wow…you must be special to her then”

Mr coco nodded in agreement. “so…how’s the holidays been treating ya” Big man asked. “oh it’s been great asides from the overwhelming amount of customers..w-well i mean that’s good business right?” Mr Cooc laughed. it’s like the ray could go on about his ramblings as if he was lost in his voice or..eyes.

Just then the regular music died down and the sound of creole filled the room. It was time for the main event. Every sea creature on the floor each got a partner to dance with. By instinct Big man turned to Mr coco as he held out his claw.

“May I have this dance?” Mr Coco offered asides from all the extra shoppers this time around and

Manta Ray's face was bright red as he was about to experience a magical moment with his lover.

“Yes you may.” Big man accepted

Meanwhile Frye and Shiver were having a chat with the squid sisters until they noticed big man wasn't with them until they saw the ray dancing with the coconut crab

“there he is with that big crab again” the blue octoling uttered

“Come on shiver, let them have it, and besides it has romance all over it” frye gushed.

“She’s right and besides it’s a little what you both need right now” Marie smirked while callie giggled.

“Well we’re not the ones dancing-“ Shiver was pulled away by Frye into the dance floor.

“Screw it let’s Dance”

And thus the rest of this snowy night ended like a fairytale.

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disco-elysium-via-polls · 2 months

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I arbitrarily decide to examine the post box again on the way back.

MAIL COLLECTION BOX - The dented yellow mailbox greets you with it's graffito and bullet holes in the front.

"Good mail delivery box." (Pat the box.)

"Fuck you, mail delivery box!" (Kick it.)

[Leave.]

MAIL COLLECTION BOX - The box seems happy.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - "Eat shit, pig!", "FUCKED BY THE CUNN" and "Saint-G" with a crown have been scribbled on it. "Jennie is a WHORE" and "*Baise cette* mailbox!" also.

I feel you, mail collection box.

Been there, *Poste L'Aventurier* mail collection box... been there.

Mail collection box, you should man the fuck up.

MAIL COLLECTION BOX - The mail collection box seems cathartic, thankful even. So do you. You shudder. Then you swallow.

+1 Morale

The sea breeze carries more than salt: meat. Not rotten, not fresh; grilled.

🎵 Rue de Saint-Ghislane 32B

Waves crashing in the darkness.

Someone has torn down the wall.

BOOK "SIXTEEN DAYS OF COLDEST APRIL"

The cover features a row of concrete buildings with a monochrome rainbow in the sky. It tells a rather excruciating story about two lovers during a period of ethnic unrest in Yugo-Graad. The book has been filed under psychological realism.

Could be useful if we ever need to pass time. Otherwise, I don't see us getting much out of this one.

SAVOIR FAIRE - Master Investigator! You just can't keep yourself away from locked and hidden places, can you?

What do you mean?

It is my duty as a cop to investigate every square inch of this world.

Hey! I am not some sort of a... peeper.

SAVOIR FAIRE - Nothing. Nothing! You're right -- get in there... deep. Invade every personal space, break every lock...

I'm just browsing...

It is my duty as a cop to investigate every square inch of this world.

Hey! I am not some sort of a... peeper.

SAVOIR FAIRE - Attaboy! The world's secrets were made for you. They wait patiently for you to uncover them...

Thought gained: The Jamrock Shuffle

THE JAMROCK SHUFFLE

Temporary research bonus: -1 Esprit de Corps: Confusing behaviour Research time: 1h 5m

By now it’s clear you like to look inside containers. You like to open doors and see what’s behind them. Maybe secrets? Maybe... more juicy containers? Let’s be honest, you like *all* containers. Trash cans, utensil trays, manholes, coat pockets, secret containers left behind by the Filippian kings that hold forbidden relics. Okay, you haven’t come across one of those yet, but *one day*... Wait. Is that why you’re so hellbent on opening containers? Do you think you’ll find the Holy Scepter and the Orbe de Montagne?

Lot of loose change in this cabinet.

A blister pack of medicine peeks out of the box. You should take it!

It's Hypnogamma, which gives us three charges to Morale. Not useful to us right now.

Someone's also left change in their shoes.

Hmm... these shoes come in three different sizes.

This cabinet contains even more Magnesium and... some alcohol.

ALCOHOL "COMMODORE RED"

A large crimson bottle of cheap sugary wine. Made of poverty, sugar, artificial taste enhancers -- and a vague memory of grapes. Guaranteed to colour your lips.

Moss crawls on these bathroom tiles... actual moss.

*Kuuno de Ruyter* is the name on unfinished homework.

Three things occur to Harry at once out here.

Complete silence. Whoever lives here isn't home.

...I think that one was meant to trigger earlier.

You hear distant traffic. Night is falling on the city.

A maroon glow of light pollution rises from the east.

The curtains shift. Just a little. Someone is watching from within.

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Gendarmerie! You found me." The young man on the balcony gives you a bright smile, before taking another drag from his cigarette.

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - His slender figure is backlit by city lights, its distant streets and motorways flashing like diamonds...

EMPATHY [Medium: Success] - It feels like a Friday. He seems to be in a good mood tonight.

"We got your hint. Found the key right under that stone."

[Leave.]

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Beautiful," he replies, smiling. As he looks at you, something sparkles in his eyes.

"So tell me, are you here to make things *right* again?"

"That's what I'm aiming for, yes."

"Honestly I'm just trying to not screw anything up."

"I'm not going to make things just *right*, I'm going to make them *spectacular*."

(Ignore his question.) "I was hoping to talk to a possible witness. Your balcony overlooks the murder scene."

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Beautiful," he says again. A nearby street lamp casts shadows on his chin, drawing out the slender cheekbones.

"I have some good news for you. My Sunday friend is visiting me tonight. I told him about you and he'd like to say hello. Step in, he's already waiting." He nods towards door #28.

"By the way, I'm really digging the view here." (Point to the city skyline.)

"Is it Friday tonight? It feels like Friday."

"Why would I want to meet your friend?"

"Very well, I'll talk to him, but first I want to talk to *you*. I have so many questions." (Proceed.)

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Mhmh, that's why I chose this place." He looks away, his cigarette end glowing in the dark. "Martinaise is special, isn't it?"

KIM KITSURAGI - "Wait, suddenly you're *digging* things?" the lieutenant whispers to you, shaking his head.

2. "Is it Friday tonight? It feels like Friday."

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Yeah, it does feel like the end of the week. Such gentle weather..."

"Even the rain feels nice." He leans over the railing and sticks out his hand to feel the rain.

3. "Why would I want to meet your friend?"

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Trust me, you do."

4. "Very well, I'll talk to him, but first I want to talk to *you*. I have so many questions." (Proceed.)

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "That's nice, but I don't have anything to tell you. It's my friend you're looking for, not me."

He takes another drag of his unfiltered cigarette and looks around. It's getting dark and the neighbouring windows have lit up one by one.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Medium: Success] - Downstairs a cat crosses the yard, disappearing into the bush.

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Besides, I've got to run."

INLAND EMPIRE [Easy: Success] - He's going to leave you alone again. That's sad.

COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Something tells you you're never going to talk to an individual this cool or mysterious ever again.

"Run where?"

"But I just *found* you again!"

"Go, if you must, I don't care. I don't care about people leaving me all the time."

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "Just look at it..." He gestures towards distant motorways, all leading to golden La Delta. "It's a beautiful night. Who's going to stay in on a night like this?"

"Only if you promise that we'll talk again. It's *important*."

"Alright, go then."

KIM KITSURAGI - Something flutters in the corner of the lieutenant's mouth as you're saying those words.

EMPATHY [Formidable: Success] - It's laughter!

SMOKER ON THE BALCONY - "We'll talk," the smoker assures you, brushing his hand through the hair. "Just not tonight."

"Take care, alright?" he says with another disarming smile, before slipping off into the night.

Task complete: The smoker on the balcony

+70 XP

Level up!

New task: Interview the Sunday friend

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - And he's gone again. Looks like it's becoming a theme for him.

"He's always leaving... Why is he always leaving, Kim?"

"There's something so *different* about him that I just can't put my finger on…"

"Let's go, Kim. We have to interview his Sunday friend." [Leave.]

KIM KITSURAGI - "Who knows, detective? It's a... mystery," he says, turning his face away from you.

EMPATHY [Formidable: Success] - There, he's laughing again!

2. "There's something so *different* about him that I just can't put my finger on…"

KIM KITSURAGI - "Different, of course."

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mywitchlingjourney · 2 years

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Full moons correspondences

Wolf moon (January) also known as cold moon, air

Inner power, insight, assess your journey, protection, personal developement

Ianna, Freyja, Skadi, the Morrigan, Hecate

Wolves, foxes, coyotes, blue jay, pheasants

Hematite, ruby, selenite, moonstone, opal, garnet, jet, onyx, obsidian

Black, white, silver, violet

Snow moon (February) also known as storm moon or hunger moon, air and water

New starts, ambition, change, creativity, reflection

Brighid, Diana, Juno

Otter, eagle, chickadee, unicorn

Amethyst, jasper, moonstone

Purple, light blue, yellow

Worm moon (March) also known as seed moon, water and fire

New growth, set intentions, renewal, balance, prospering

Mars, Tyr, Athena, Isis

Cougar, bear, hedgehog, sea crow, sea eagle

Aquamarine, bloodstone, jade

Pale green, red, violet

Pink moon (April) also known as hare moon, fire and earth

Rebirth, discovery, fertility, goals, openings, opportunities

Aphrodite, Venus, Hathor, Kali, Rhiannon

Bear, wolf, hawk, magpie

Diamond, quartz, emerald

Pale yellow, pink, gold

Flower moon (May) also known as fairy moon, earth and air

Abundance, gratitude, romance, maturity, intuition

Bast, Artemins, Pan, Cernunnos

Cats, lynx, leopard, swallow, dove, swan

Emerald, sapphire, agate

Pink, green, brown

Strawberry moon (June) also known as rose moon, air and water

Harvest, manifesting, dreams, love, good health, clarity, communication

Juno, Hera, Isis, Neith, Cerridwen

Monkey, butterfly, frog, toad, wren, peacock

Pearl, moonstone, citrine, blue lace agate

Yellow/green and orange

Buck moon (July) also known as hay moon, water and fire

Inner fire, long term goals, leadership, divination

Hel, Athena, Lugh, Khepri

Crab, turtle, dolphin, whale, starling, swallow

Ruby, carnelian, green calcite, peacock ore

Blue, gray, silver

Sturgeon moon (August) also known as barley moon, earth and air

Freedom, perseverance, cleansing, reaping, gratitude, peace, harmony

Demeter, Ceres, Hathor, Nemesis, Ganesha, Vulcan, Vesta

Lion, phoenix, sphinx, dragon, crane, falcon, eagle

Periodot, onyx, bronzite, green sapphire

Gold, yellow, green

Harvest moon (September) also known as corn moon, earth and air

Harvest, gratitude, balance, reflection, psychic work, home and hearth

Demeter, Ceres, Thor, Thoth, Persephone, Freyja, Isis

Snake, jackal, ibis, sparrow

Peridot, sapphire, bloodstone, chrysolite

Brown, yellow, amber

Hunters moon (October) also known as blood moon, air and water

Strength, protection, endurance, rebirth, ambition, ancestral work

Cernunnos, Hecate, the Morrigan, Osiris, Astarte, Ishtar, Lakshmi

Stag, jackal, elephant, ram, scorpion, wolf, heron, crow, robin, owl, raven

Opal, tourmaline, citrine, rose sapphire

Red, orange, deep blue, black, dark green, brown, gold

Beaver moon (November) also known as snow moon, water and fire

Preparation, security, grounding, fidelity, new beginnings, release

Cailleach, Circe, Sybele, Hel, Holda, Kali, Bast, Osiris

Unicorn, scorpion, crocodile, jackal, owl, goose, sparrow

Topaz, obsidian, onyx, apache tear

White, purple, gray, sage green, black

Cold moon (December) also known as oak moon, fire and water

Completion, renewal, reflection, shadow work, transitions, peace

Dionysus, Athena, Attis, Ixchel, Neith, Wodan, Osiris, Frey

Deer, mouse, horse, bear, snowy owl, robin, rook

Blue zircon, turquoise, serpentine, lazulite, smoky quartz

Blood red, green, white, black

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icycoldninja · 4 months

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Fluffcember #30 (Vergil x Reader)

Proposal

You huffed out a nervous sigh, legs actually trembling as you made your way down the road to the beachside cliff where Vergil had agreed to meet you. The plan was simple: Get him over there, admire the view over a bottle of wine, and then pop the question. Easy, right?

Your brain sure didn't think so.

You were basically a pile of anxious nerves; your stomach burned with anticipation, giving you that feeling commonly referred to as "pins and needles". Your mind was swirling with a storm of crazy possibilities, each imaginary outcome worse than the last. You sucked in a shaky breath, clenching your fists tightly in an attempt to calm yourself, one that didn't work. If anything, it made you feel worse; your heartbeat increased by several pulses per second and your mind started to feel foggy. Uneasily, you reached into your pocket and pulled out the small velvet case that contained the engagement ring you were going to present. The ring was made of silver, a 1 carat diamond sat at the very center, glistening in the sunlight. With a determined sigh, you snapped the case shut and slid it into your pocket. You were going to do this, nerves be damned. With newfound confidence, you strode down the road and soon reached the agreed-upon rendezvous site: A beautiful, grassy cliff that overlooked a sprawling, glittering, yellow sanded beach. Beyond the beach was the sea, pelagic and frothy, waves gently crashing against the shore, dampening the sand in the process. Your bread hitched when you saw who was waiting for you at this senic location.

Vergil.

He looked as handsome as ever, standing there, admiring the view. Upon your arrival, he turned to you and smiled that heart-melting smile of his. "Good evening, Y/N." Your earlier resolve instantly evaporated; just beholding this man's beauty was enough to make your knees weak. "Hi...Vergil." You greeted, meekly, before quickly realizing that was not the appropriate response for such a greeting. "I-I mean good evening to you as well, Vergil..." You hastily corrected yourself before hurrying to stand next to him so you could hide your growing blush, or so you thought. Vergil smirked and took your chin delicately in his hand, tilting your head so you'd have no choice but to endure that searching, soul piercing glare. "You're blushing," Vergil stated, the sweet smile still present on his face. You averted your gaze, fidgeting with your fingers absently. "I am..?" You asked, trying not to seem too jittery. "Must be because you're looking so fine tonight." Sure, it was a rather clichéd and overused line, but it worked. Vergil released you with a huff of contentment; his response to compliments. He then reached down and pulled a wine bottle and two bottles out of a bucket filled with ice cubes. With minimal effort, he popped the cork out and divided the wine into the two glasses. The two of you sat down on the grass, arms around each other, enjoying the view while sipping the wine. "Lovely place you picked out, Y/N," Vergil remarked, after some time. "You think so?" You replied, grinning happily. "Thanks." Vergil slung an arm around your shoulder and squeezed it gently. "You have wonderful taste." You chuckled, resting your head on his shoulder. "Thank you." Vergil smiled again, kissing your forehead softly. "I love you, Y/N. Very much." You chuckled, feeling pins and needles reform in your stomach. "Well, now's a good time as any," You thought, pulling away and standing up, much to Vergil's confusion. "Verg," You began, sucking in a deep breath. "I have something to ask you." Vergil's brow furrowed as he stood up and folded his arms before you. "Sure, what is it?" You cleared your throat, dropped to one knee, and fished the velvet box out of your pocket. You held it up in front of him and opened the box, showcasing the beautiful ring within. Your nervousness gone, you finally asked the question you'd been waiting all night to ask.

"Vergil, will you marry me?"

Vergil's icy blue eyes widened in surprise, his mouth dropping open ever so slightly. "Y/N..." He gaped at you for a few moments before nodding decisively. "Yes. Yes, I will marry you." An elated grin spread across your face as you plucked the ring out of the box and slid it onto his finger. Then you stood up and kissed him, feeling him wrap an arm around your waist protectively. "I love you so much, Y/N." He said, once you'd pulled away. "I love you too, Vergil." You replied, throwing your arms around his shoulders. "This ring is beautiful." Vergil remarked, raising his hand to the sunlight so the diamond shone and glittered like the magnificent jewel it was. "Not as beautiful as you," You returned, kissing his cheek. "But I'm glad you liked it."

It was official: The night had gone well, the plan worked, and Vergil was now your fiance.

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alien-hybreed · 2 months

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LIZARD BRAIN

A lab experiment gone horribly wrong, a man transformed into a reptilian monster, has Earth's mightiest hero finally met her match? In a way... yes, she will...

In her attempt to subdue the reptilian monster trashing Downtown, it is instead Captain Meteor who finds herself subdued. Awaking in the creature's nest, she finds herself at it's mercy as her body starts to change and her mind begins to break...

The fractures spreading across the glass containment window let out a low hiss, the thick, bright green goo on the other side pressing against it with unnatural force. The lone lab technician was too slow to react, not hearing it until the glass began to creak and shift. He turned around, opening his mouth to scream. But it all happened so fast.

With an ear-splitting snap and crash, the windows gave way. The thick gunge it had contained rolled forwards with the speed and force of a tidal wave. With no time to react, he was engulfed. Thick goo poured down his gaping mouth, pressed against him from every angle. He couldn't scream, couldn't move, hapless as he was swept away.

When the wave of goo finally ran its course, the lab was drenched. Walls and tables splattered with it, the floor was ankle deep in the pulsating fluid that glowed with an unnatural bio-luminesence. Amidst the sea of gunge lay the lab tech, coughing, hacking and convulsing as the slime spread through his entire body. His eyes rolled and his breath wheezed as he began to glow from within. Fingers twitched as they lengthened into enormous claws, diamond-hard talons erupting from his finger tips as his fingernails and skin peeled away.

He gurgled and wretched as he fought to expel the slime from his stomach and throat but to no avail. His insides felt like they were in a blender as his muscles began to rapidly expand. Slowly pulling himself up onto his knees, he rasped as his teeth began falling from his open mouth. His tongue writhed and squirmed as it grew longer, dancing across the rows of fangs sprouting from his gums.

It was all happening so fast, he could hardly think. His mind raced and yet he couldn't remember his name, where he was, how this happened. He was confused and alone, so alone. With a howl of despair, he clawed at his chest, pulling ragged chunks of flesh and clothing aside to reveal bright green reptilian skin taking its place. His howl turned to a roar as he threw his head back and let his new voice go as loud as it good, his cool blue eyes shifting to bright yellow with vertical slits for irises. He was so alone and that had to change...

* * *

"Mayday, mayday! This is Paladin to all supers, calling all supers! We've got a category 3 monster on the loose in Downtown! Calling all -"

Paladin was abruptly cut off as the creature's enormous tail whipped through the air and flung him aside. Paladin heard the shop windows crash as his world tumbled around. His visor blinked on and off as his suit struggled to maintain power through multiple impacts. He was almost certainly concussed as he struggled out from under the jumble of shelves and clothing racks. Several screaming shoppers fled past him towards the exits. His armour whirred and screeched in protest, at least several major connections and servos were damaged or jamming - prompting dozens of lights to blink on his HUD as they highlighted his damages.

"I-I say again, all supers, please respond. Beware, our Dino Destroyer hits worse than a fucking truck, jeezus" he continued as he broke into a run.

"Language, Paladin!" Chirped his plucky side kick as they rolled under a wide sweep of the creature's talons.

"This could be a baby for all you know. And here you are teaching it bad habits"

Paladin didn't like it when Turbo started to crack jokes. Not because they were terribly lame, but because it meant they were panicking. Their super speed meant that at first they were doing an excellent job of dodging the giant reptile's strikes. Much better than Paladin who had evidently placed too much faith in his silver exo-suit. However Turbo lacked the strength to effectively counter the creature. And with a superhuman speed and metabolism like theirs, Paladin knew they had about a minute before the young hero would become exhausted, start slipping up and would likely be torn apart.

Paladin fired his rocket boots and launched into a high speed, flying kick that caught the beast in the side of its head. With a shriek, the creature sailed into a parked car, crushing it on impact. Paladin hadn't banked on the creature having next to no pain response. It was already back on its feet, its arm swinging through the air to punch Paladin square in the chest. He dropped to the ground with a loud clang, more armour cracking and straining. Turbo tried to intercept as the beast swung its fists down at Paladin, yet at the last minute, the creature changed directions and instead slashed at the speedster.

Impossible! It can't be as fast as me! Thought turbo as the Claw tips tore through their bodysuit and sliced their thigh open, sending them head over heels as they skidded along the street before crashing in a heap. All hope seemed lost.

Then, a meteor blazed across the midday sky before arcing down towards the creature. She was here now and he almost pitied their foe.

* * *

Hayley arrived just in time to see the Godzilla looking thing take out Turbo. Everybody's favourite junior vigilante, crashing in a heap and bleeding out. She wasn't about to stand for this rampage anyway, but hurting Paladin's sidekick? Now it was personal for Captain Meteor.

Flames wreathed her elbow length black gloves as she dove towards the creature like a professional swimmer. Her lithe body cutting through the air as she flew effortlessly down towards them. Despite what her glossy, black bathing suit and thigh high boots would suggest, she wad anything but delicate. Imbued with cosmic powers from a fallen star, her body was impervious to harm and stronger than any other hero in the world. Behind her black masquerade mask, her eyes blazed with golden light as her energy powers charged to their full potential.

"OPEN WIDE!" cried the noble hero as she crashed into the bipedal lizard with a resounding boom. An explosion erupted around them as she punched the creature with enough force to knock a hole through it's muscular chest.

The beast stumbled back, keeling over as it rasped its surprise and dismay. Captain Meteor made a wry smile for those hanging around the fight as she playfully dusted her shoulders. It was always important to maintain her daring, playful facade. Internally, Hayley was panicking for Turbo's sake.

"How's our superstar, Paladin?" She called out as she began strutting towards them before hopping to glide faster through the air. Keep it together Hayley. Grace under pressure, Captain Meteor is nothing but grace under pressure. She thought to herself. To her relief, Paladin was already at Turbo's side, staunching the bleeding with one of his suit's many gadgets.

"You know us ma'am, takes more than that to put us down"

Where she could see his exposed mouth beneath his visor, his smile looked painfully forced.

"You sure about that, Robocop?" She teased with a nervous chuckle, keeping the act going.

"Thanks to you Cap. If you didn't get here when you did-"

Hayley never heard the rest of what the Tech Genius tried to say. Her world was spinning as she whizzed through the air, ground rushing up to meet her and an agonised screech bellowing in her ear. While she'd had her attention elsewhere, she hadn't seen the reptile's chest rapidly stitch itself back together. Or the creature swiftly pull itself upright and bound towards her.

The ground around them ruptured as it slaved her onto the ground with a pile driver that would have shattered every bone in a human body. But Hayley was barely human these days.

With a defiant cry and a sharp kick at its head, she was back on her feet, fists raised like the skilful boxer she was. The creature lurched forwards, knocking her back a couple of feet as it connected with her. Quickly recovering, she lunged back towards it, fists swinging in a flurry of jabs. Swiftly stepping back, the creature dodged all but two blows that caught it in chest and shoulder. It hissed loudly as bones crunched before it lashed out at her in the middle of her strike.

Claws raked across her costume as it spun, it's tail whipping down at her from overhead. Captain Meteor caught the tail mid swing and with a combination of her super strength and an expert judo throw, launched the creature down the length of the street. Wasting no time, she flew after it, a Sonic boom cracking as she went from stationary to breaking the sound barrier in an instant. Hitting the creature mid air, she sent it flying further down the street. They'd almost crossed the length of downtown when she came to a stop, hovering in the air above the creature.

It lay still beneath her as her eyes scoured it, taking in every last detail of the creature. Besides its dinosaur-like face and its huge tail, it's chest and limbs almost seemed... human. Looking closer, she could see an enormous human cock and balls between its legs, blushing as she tried not to stare. Though, oddly, she could have sworn the creature wasn't much bigger than Paladin when she first hit it. Now it was almost the size of a car...

"We done now?" she teased at the motionless brute, flames flickering into life around her clenched fists "or do you want some more of this?"

"Mooooore... want... more... thissss" rasped the creature.

Captain Meteor raised an eyebrow as well as a Fist, threatening to strike. What on earth is this thing's deal? Thought Hayley. It can talk? If this was some sort of lab experiment gone wrong, could it be part human?

"You really don't." She snarled, the flames around her fist beginning to glow white hot as she attempted to threaten the beast into submission. The creature looked up at her, its amber eyes blazing with an animalistic intensity. There was need, hunger... want.

"Your funeral" mumbled the heroine with a nonchalant shrug. As she went to swing, the creature planted its feet firmly in the ground, arched its back and lowered its jaws. She raced towards it, fist first, when a great gout of fluoro green slime vomited forth, spraying her head and body. With a muffled shriek, Captain Meteor tumbled to the ground, stumbling forward as she struggled to pull the sticky ooze from her face.

Pain lanced through her neck as fangs pierced her suit and skin. Impossible! She thought as a cold wave of numbness washes through her. Spreading out from the bite, all sensation seemed to be abandoning her as her arms went limp. Her mouth hung agape, choking and sputtering on the slime as if it were actually trying to flow down her throat. Her knees went weak and as her world went dark, she felt a pair of talons close around her midriff, picking her up with ease...

* * *

Hayley was vaguely aware of her surroundings as her eyes flickered open. They were somewhere dark. All around her she could hear the echo of thick droplets of slime and a sickly wet sloshing. Her arms and legs felt like lead as she struggled to get any feeling in her fingers and toes.

Instead, the first thing she could feel was cool air on her exposed skin and hot breath against her crotch. Two enormous, taloned hands firmly gripped her by the waist as something long and warm flicked against her mons. She tried to cry out, but all that came from her throat was a low whimper as the tongue roamed gently between her folds. Despite how groggy she was, she was keenly aware what was happening to her. With a huff of warm air, the reptile sharply exhaled as it tasted her. It's talons gripping a little tighter as it slowly began working its tongue deeper as it slid back and forth. Hayley wanted to scream, she wanted to cry. Most of all she wanted to fight. Yet, every inch of her felt so heavy and unresponsive. Everything but her vagina which seemed to loosen and quiver with anticipation despite her own revulsion.

This continued for several minutes as the long, warm tongue gently lolled back and forth inside her. Hot drool dripped across her crotch from the creature's maw as it salivated profusely. Hayley shuddered as it probed against her inner walls, arching up towards her clit before plunging back down. Had its bite paralysed her like this? Or was it the slime she'd ingested when it spat at her? Whichever it was, it had left her feeble like nothing she had ever known. She couldn't even muster a spark of energy no matter how hard she tried to. The creature's affection was not helping either. The longer it licked, the closer it was straying towards her g-spot, eliciting involuntary grunts and moans from the stricken superheroine. This seemed to only encourage the beast as its grip on her grew tighter and its tongue began press solely against her clit.

Hayley wanted to scream, to spurn and reject the creature, if anything just to hear herself say she didn't want this. She needed to hear herself say this was wrong. Instead, an involuntary sigh escaped her as she began to arch her back. The only movement she could muster and it had to be this? She closed her eyes and tried to think of anything else, the other supers would rescue her soon... surely. Yet, her mind kept drifting back to the tongue. Her jaw quivered as it continued to work its vile magic against her insides. There was no denying the sensation building in her loins, the quickening of her heart, the shallowness of her breaths. Orgasm. It was building her up, making her cum.

She tried to shake her head. To focus on literally anything else. But the rough tongue dragging against her... the warmth... how slick she was with its drool and her own juices. It was too much and the creature knew it. It's grip tightened even more, it tongue began working faster as Hayley began to pant and moan.

"N..nnnn.... ungh. No. Nooo..." She rasped as the organs peaked. A terrible wave of pleasure rolled through her as she felt the creature's tongue take her to a dizzying, forbidden high. It's hands released her, its tongue slid free and yet she continued to gasp and shudder as her nerves were racked with pleasurable sensation. Yet she was still completely immobile, her limbs partly submerged and great clumps of fluorescent ooze.

As her breath began to slow, she opened her eyes to see the creature looming directly above her. Those hungry amber eyes boring into hers as it stared intently. It's taloned hand gently slid around her waist while the other pulled the crotch her suit to the side once again. She could see its massive cock had swollen, erect, throbbing, dripping with fluorescent slime. The horrifying realisation of how it produced the gooey nest she was trapped it in, began to dawn on Hayley as it rested the tip of its cock against her vulva and pushed...

* * * He loved her. Already he loved her, would do anything for her. Anything to please her, to satisfy her.

"N... nooo... s-s-top..." mewed Captain Meteor as his cock effortlessly slid into her warm, soft depths. Anything but that. She didn't understand. Not yet. But she would. Then she would love him. He didn't know how, but he knew this was fact. He growled softly as he slowly pulled his hips back.

"Ah.. ah... ahhh..." she gasped as the bumps and ribbing along his shaft tugged at her insides, her hips bucking up a little as if to try and keep him inside her. That simple little action made his heart swell. With a low snarl, he pressed back into her. Again and again, rocking back and forth as her moans and sighs turned to louder and louder groans.

Releasing his fingers from her suit, he traced the tips of his claws along her cheek and neck. Gently caressing her soft, pale skin as he rutted against her. She squirmed within her bonds, trying desperately to move. It made her breasts strain against the shiny black material of her suit in a manner he found utterly captivating. Leaning down, he ran his tongue over the sleek curve of her bosom. Again, she subconsciously bucked up towards him, sticking her chest out as if to offer her luscious mounds to him.

He growled and gently dragged his teeth against her right breast until he felt the suit snag and tear. Captain Meteor gasped and made a guttural sound as if to plead. Beg him to stop or to absolutely keep doing that? He loved her and she would love him if she didn't already... with that in mind, he slithered his tongue into the tear and began exploring her breast with it.

Captain Meteor whimpered as his tongue slid across the fleshy mound. He delighted St the sensation of her warm, smooth skin against the roughness of his tongue. He salivated, dripping thick strands of slime that his tongue used as lubricant, allowing it to glide and squeeze. All the while, his cock pistoned back and forth against her with gradually increasing speed and force. She sharply inhaled when his tongue found her nipple. He liked the way her face contorted into an ecstatic gasp when he did that. So he did it again and again until she was shaking her head from side to side, groaning softly. He could see a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as her eyebrows began to raise.

Her mouth wide open, gasping as her eyes began to widen. He had her again. She was orgasming from his actions, exactly like his instincts had compelled him to. Her shoulders tensed as her back arched, her hips slapping against his as she gyrated against her will. With a toothy, lipless smile he released her tit and grinned at her. Taking a moment to pause his own thrusting, he savoured the way her cunt clutched at his pulsating member. He felt his shaft lengthening inside her as his muscles began to swell. He was still growing, still changing. It was as if her pleasure was spurring him on, hastening his evolution so that he might be a better mate.

He closed his eyes and roared as he felt a line of bones begin sprouting from his spine. Captain Meteor collapsed, sinking into her gooey surroundings as he pulled his cock free from her. She gasped as the enormous pulsing cock slid out with a wet squelch. She stared at it with morbid fascination as thick trails of bright green cum dribbled from its tip.

"Wwwwant some mmmmore...?" he snarled "Unnn. Ugh... mmmmhm" moaned Captain Meteor with a wry smile "hehe.. cummmm..." she whispered. With a hiss, he obliged. Thick ropes of bright green cum surged from his cock, spraying across the fallen heroine like a fire hose. Without even realising, she ley her mouth hang open, gulping at the mysterious substance as she slipped into unconsciousness.

With a happy snort, he began to stoke her face and body as he eagerly awaited her recovery...

* * *

Hayley felt her insides churn as her eyes slowly fluttered open. Everything felt hazy, off-balance. Her vision was spinning as if she was massively drunk. A sensation she hadn't felt since her college days, since the crater, the comet and the night she became...what was it she called herself again? Looking down at herself, her forehead creased as she frowned and groaned. Her nightmare had been all too real.

Her black body suit was streaked with thick, green ooze that glowed and pulsed as if it had a heartbeat. The same slime seemed to have caked her forearms and shins to hold her in place. Her right breast protruded awkwardly from a great rip in her suit and the crotch of the shiny, single-piece outfit was still pulled to the side, exposing her vagina completely.

Fear and anger welled up inside her as she again failed to budge her arms or conjure even the tiniest spark.of energy. Her head lolled from side to side as she murmured to herself.

"Noooo... no... can't be real... can't be happennn"

At that, a large taloned finger caressed her chin, tilting her head up to meet the Gaze of her captor. Her heart began to thud rapidly in her chest. As her gaze was steered from his waist to his face, she couldn't help but notice how much he'd changed. He was bigger again, broader, longer in the arms, thicker in the legs. His tail thrashed behind him almost twice as long now. Curiously, his cock and balls had almost completely retracted into a large bulge on his crotch that she caught herself trying to stare at. Was that bigger too? She thought to herself, recalling the reluctant pleasure she'd basked in not long ago. She was trying so hard to collect her thoughts, to steady herself, yet the cool air blowing across her exposed skin made her keenly aware of how empty her pussy felt without that thing inside of it. The more she tried not to dwell on it, the more vividly she recalled its warmth, its movement, how filling and pleasing it had felt at the height of her climax...

The creature made a low humming sound as it nuzzled her cheek. Hayley barely noticed she'd started to drool, her eyes glazing over.

"W-www... want..." she whispered through her quivering lips. The creature looked down at their bodies, tracing her stare back to its crotch. It's other hand moved to caress her thigh, gently tugging it across to spread her legs. Hayley coughed and swayed, involuntarily grinning like an idiot as she watched the bulge split open. The creature's cock was slithering out, bumpier, longer than before. As was the second cock below it. Hayley's eyes widened.

"Ohhh no. Not like that. Nnnot... no... t-t-too m-much..." she stammered as the creature held her hips in place, gently guiding her vulva to the tips of the throbbing cocks. Hayley shuddered and drooled as they bega writhing their way into her slit. Had been long since it first fucked her? She still felt moist, slick, eager.

"Oohhh... uhh uhhh unnh..." she grunted as the cocks prised her apart and pressed into her.

"Mmmm maybe... mmm be wwwant..." she slurred ad she felt the euphoric haze gripping her once again. Stronger this time, drowning out every other thought or need. She couldn't remember why she was resisting, it felt glorious, she wanted nothing else but to climax her way through the strange brain fog clouding her mind.

Slowly at first, her hips rolled back and forth, gyrating against the reptilian cocks embedded in her. She breathed out heavily as the creature slid its tongue over and around her neck. Leaning into it, she rested her head against the creature's snout. Puffing and panting, she watched the creature's body undulating as it relentlessly pounded her snatch. The way it's abdominal muscles flexed, it's thighs bulged, it's movements so firm and steady with each stroke. It was captivating, transfixing even.

"Cu... cu... mmmmm... mmm" she crooned softly as she watched the cocks pulsing inside her. She shivered as she felt them stretching her inner walls, straining her physical limits as they pushed deep and grew harder, thicker. Her upper body quivered as the creature slid down to suck her tit once more.

"Mmm... cummmm..." she groaned as she let her head flop backwards. The squelching sound of her hair pressing into her gooey surroundings made her chuckle as the creature flicked its tongue across her exposed nipple. One of its hands was massaging her left boob, slowly clawing its way through the suit on that side. She couldn't help but smile.

"Mmmm... mm yeah, yeah that's... unnnh" she felt like she was listening to someone else as she murmured her encouragement to her captor. Surely she didn't really want this did she? The creature seemed to be bigger again, its bony spine longer, its skin darker as it began to violently slam its hips against her. Hayley pushed back as hard as she could. She shrieked as she felt her insides squeezing at the monster's cocks. She howled with ecstasy as they pulled free, spewing torrents of bright green cum across her once again. She cackled like a mad woman as she leaned forward to catch it in her mouth. Her long, luscious auburn hair hanging in matted clumps from her head, her face streaked with inhuman cum as her eyes rolled back into her head. Her body shuddered and she fell back in an exhausted heap.

Several moments passed and Hayley began to feel her headache subsiding as her post-orgasm rush began to clear. Her vision was steadying, her limbs were still numb, but she could think, she could remember...

"Oh... ohhh oh God!?" She exclaimed in horror as the realisation sank in that she'd willingly fucked her captor this time.

"God, oh jesus, shit. Fuck!? What have you done to me!?" She gasped as she recoiled from the sight of her torn up costume and its extensive coating of gooey cum. If she could pull away from the giant reptile, she would have. Instead she was trapped with its arms around her waist as it nuzzled her neck. "Wannnnt..." it hissed in a low, almost loving whisper.

"Want!? What do you want with me!?!?" Cried the defiant superhero. She noticed it's eye seemed to stare intently at her hand as it gently pressed its snout to her neck as if to kiss her.

Hayley looked at her hand protruding from the ooze. Her shiny black gloves had torn at the fingertips, exposing her long fingers covered in bright green scales and the long claws extending from them. With all her might, Hayley screamed.

* * *

It hurt him to see his love so confused and agonised. Her wails and sobbing cries were distressing, he needed to help her. She needed to be pleased, to be satisfied. Otherwise her transformation would be a needlessly painful process if it was like this the whole time.

Cupping her cheeks in his enormous palms, he tilted her head back and pressed his mouth to hers. She gagged and wretched at first, trying to use her tongue to keep him out of her mouth. Ultimately it was futile. His longer organ was too powerful for her as it whipped around inside her mouth. He could see her new claws flexing and twitching as she slowly submitted to his will, the taste of his saliva making her eyes glaze over as she began to stop squirming.

Groans of protest became groans of pleasure once again as his hands began exploring her body, caressing her sides, squeezing her tits. When he finally broke away to take a deep breath, she was puffing and panting like an animal in heat. The rise and fall of her chest, the strain in her biceps and thighs, it was a beautiful thing to behold. Her skin was even more pasty white than before, covered in beads of cold sweat. The thought of seeing this body covered in scales, her muscles swollen and extended like his. It would have made him blush and sweat if he was able to.

"Mmm mooore..." purred Captain Meteor with the hint of a snarl in her voice. She was staring at his rapidly swelling cocks as they grew erect at the thought of her impending transformation.

"Yessss..." she rasped as he stood tall, bringing his cocks close to her face.

"Cummmm... mmmmorecu-cum..." she continued. Her left eye had already lightened from brown to yellow, faint hits of scales poking at her cheek. He smiled, knowing in his heart she truly wanted this like he did. As if daring her to prove it, he reverently laid his cocks against her lips.

Captain Meteor inhaled deeply, clearly drinking in his scent. She drooled as she laid inert, her jaw quivering. Sensing that she needed his encouragement, he gently placed a clawed hand on the back of her head and pushed. She moaned as his lower cock slid down her throat. What followed was nothing short of primal as she hungrily licked, sucked and deep-throated the large, ribbed shaft. Slowly at first, but within minutes the disgraced heroine was enthusiastically bobbing back and forth while her captor beamed down at her, his fangs bared in a toothy smile.

As if recalling something from his past, the reptile felt compelled to grip his upper punishment, gently stroking his palm up and down its shaft. Captain Meteor seemed to enjoy that, moaning with glee at the sight of her captor touching himself like that for her. Seeing how it pleased his love, the reptile stroked with greater vigour. He hissed with glee at the sight of her tits bouncing as she stuck her chest out. With a delighted rasp, he could feel more of his slimy cum building up in both cocks, any minute now he would cum again.

"Wannnnnt..." he hissed and snarled "waaaa-" he was cut off as he gasped for air, both cocks spasmed and convulsed as a fresh stream of cum broke free. He watched with rapturous intensity as his love greedily sucked on his cock, closing her eyes as his upper cock sprayed her face with the viscous liquid.

Skin was peeling from her arms and thighs as scales began to surface, smoother and finer than his, yet unmistakable. Her shoulders were already wider, her boots cracking open to reveal her swollen, clawed feet. As he pulled his cock from her mouth, she hissed and moaned, writhing in her position as his cum washed over her. When she opened her eyes, two bright yellow reptilian orbs stared back at him with a barely contained carnal desire. Captain Meteor was gone, she was something else entirely now...

* * *

Hayley snarled as yet another tooth wriggled free, a long fang jutting from her gum in its place. She hissed as she leaned back, straining her arms and legs as she writhed and squirmed. Her back was in agony. Her head was pounding. She had to get out. Had to be free. Her lover had been gone too long and she hadn't stopped thinking of his cocks since she'd sucked on them. She needed to taste his cum, to have him fill her, to feel that rush. She needed... escape.

Roaring and snarling she felt her spine clicking and crunching. New vertebrae were forming to elongate her torso and she'd heard her costume rip at least twice. She remembered watching spines grow from her lover's back while he came on her and she growled at the thought. Was it a happy growl? One of desire? Or was some part of her still trying to resist. She wanted this didn't she? Isn't that why she gave herself to him so eagerly? So completely?

She hissed as her arms grew longer, thicker. Her claws were as big as his now. Her feet were longer, slimmer but still sported tremendous claws. She bucked her hips against the air as she fantasised about having his cocks pounding in there one again. Her vulva had swollen, becoming scaly, its inside full of thick ridges that would interlock with the bumps on her lover's cocks. Next time, he would stay in her for as long as she desired. So why did looking at her crotch make her feel so... conflicted? Why couldn't she shake the feeling it was supposed to be different? That she was supposed to be different?

Hayley huffed and growled as her eyelids fluttered, she was feeling weak again. The exertion of trying to break free was almost too much on top of her rapidly transforming body. With a frustrated rasp, she collapses back into her slimy surroundings to rest. Her chest rising and falling with each deep breath she took.

The tears in what remained of her suit were getting bigger as her body continued to grow. Every inch of her itched as her pale skin quickly peeled away to reveal more of her scaly hide. Thick bristles were sprouting from her head and forearms while clumps of hair fell out and disappeared into the pulsing mass of slime. She growled low and long as she gritted her teeth through each click and snap of her bones. Her jaws hung open as her chin and nose slowly extended into a reptilian snout, her mask tumbling to the ground after wiggling free from her monstrous face.

"Cummmmm" she snarled, hungrily licking her lipless maw. She needed him. To taste him, to feel him. Nothing else mattered.

"Cu-cummmm... wannnnt" she hissed as she pulled her arms. To her surprise, her new muscles were responsive, her arms slowly tearing free from their bonds with a wet slop. One foot in front of the other, she pulled her legs free, wobbling on them at first. Gingerly, she stepped forward, her toes splaying outwards to support her as she found her balance. Hunched over and trembling at first, she sighed with relief as the tattered costume of Captain Meteor slid from her reptilian body. Arching her spine, she threw her head back and roared with triumph. A proud declaration to the world of what she was as well as plea to her lover wherever he might be...

* * *

He came bounding back to the basement as soon as he heard her. When she slept, he took the opportunity to further prepare their nest. Tipping over shelves and desks in the office to bar the doors and creating mounds from chairs and similar items for him and his lover to nestle in. But her roar, her summons, oh what sweet music that was to him. He had never heard a more wonderful sound. He couldn't wait to behold her glorious new form.

Sure enough, he felt his stomach and his heart quicken when he laid eyes upon her. She was enormous, easily twice her original height. Her arms and legs were lithe, slender, yet her muscles rippled with each movement, their definition impossibly sharp. Without a tail like his, yet her spines seemed longer, more pronounced and pulsing with amber light. Her teeth bared as her tongue flicked the air, her hands flexing their talons as she sized him up.

A flicker of energy sparked and crackled around her arms as she cautiously began to circle him. The long quills that had taken the place of her hair flared out in a warning display as she hissed. Her chest was moving rapidly, her breaths were shallow anxious. Her transformation wasn't yet complete, a final defiant sliver of her old self remained, trying to wrest control of her consciousness. She needed to be shown that he was her love, to be reminded she wanted this.

Slowly, he moved onto all fours, carefully circling her as he bowed his head. As they orbited one another, he gradually crept closer, closing the gap between them. Realising this, she hissed and snarled at him, the energy around her hands erupting into golden flames as she snapped her jaws and growled. Her eyes roamed his body and her breathing seemed to steady as she took in the sight of her lover. Cautiously she stepped forward. The flames around her hands sputtering out as she reached out to lay her hands on his shoulders.

With a low purr, he rose to his feet, his left hand cupping her cheek while his right rested on the rump of her ass. Her hands crossed behind his neck as their eyes met. There were no words, they had little need of them. In one another's eyes they saw everything they needed to see. Love. Adoration. Trust.

Need.

With a snarl, she leapt up to put her legs around his thighs. His mouth went to her throat and his cocks ploughed straight into her slit. They both roared and howled as they began to rut, their claws groping one another with savage, wanton need. Their jaws playfully snapped at one another, their long tongues tracing lines of green drool across the grooves in the scales on one another's bodies. She roared with glee as her hips slammed against his while he clutched at her ass, all but impaling her on his twin cocks.

Growling with excitement, he dropped to the ground, slamming her onto her back with a gleeful roar. Hissing with delight as gravity took him deeper into her, she stretched out across the ground, basking in her lover's affection as he gently nipped at her neck and squeezed her tits. She groaned happily as she bucked her hips back and forth, her vagina squeezing at his cocks with an inhuman level of strength and vigour. With a gasp, his right claw clutched at the ground beneath while he pressed her close to his body with his left. The sensation of her enveloping him, draining him, it was pure ecstasy.

She braced her claws against his shoulders as her legs clasped around his waist, crossing behind his back. It was his turn to completely submit to instinct now. It was like a switch in his brain had flipped, dropping him into a near-catatonic state. As the walls of his lover's vagina throbbed around his cocks, he felt his mind numbing, all thought and awareness left his brain until there was only the need for release and the blissful sensation of fucking. The irises of his eyes widened, his breathing becoming shallow and ragged as he became slaved to the sensation. As if hypnotised, his shoulders relaxed as his hips settled into a near mechanical rhythm, tongue lolling from his drooling mouth.

Beneath him, she smiled and growled, willing her pussy to squeeze tighter. She would keep him here like this a while longer, she would extract every ounce of pleasure she could before she would drain him of his precious load. In his trance-like state, he was powerless to do anything but serve her. For several long minutes he rocked back and forth inside her, his mind blank and his body unrelenting.

* * *

Hayley traced her claws along his jaw as she took him, moaning with delight as both his cocks reached as deep as they could. Her insides were squirming with delight as her mind began to grow hazy like that of her lover. She wanted control, to keep him like this. But she needed to cum, she needed it more than anything. Slowly her body began to tense as she felt her mind giving way to instinct once more.

Until now, she had been squeezing his cocks so tight that it had prevented him from cumming inside her sooner. But as her mind began slipping into blissful numbness, she felt her hold on him relax just enough to permit him his climax. She was too deep in her own lustful stupor to want or think of anything but draining him. It was as if every cell, every chemical rush in her reptilian body yearned for it as if it were air. She growled and thrashed beneath him as her senses overwhelmed her. Her spines glowed bright yellow as did her eyes, flames flickered around them both as her colossal enetgy powers began to uncontrollably vent.

Gasping and squealing, she slammed her pussy up against his shafts, her entire abdomen undulating as her body compelled her to drain him. To take his seed. To bear his young. He chittered and screeched, his back arching as his spines glowed bright green. With a final ecstatic grunt, she felt him, all of him, pouring into her. He roared with grpund-shaking force as he felt his cum releasing inside her. Snapping out of his hypnotic daze, he wrapped his arms around her, squeezing tightly as he groped at her back.

Hayley threw her head back and howled with delight as her body continued its undulating, grinding movements. She could feel it all so keenly. The warmth, the movement, the fluids flowing into her womb and how rapidly it was filling. Her eyes blazed white hot as she let out a final shriek, her body going limp as the cocks continued to pulse and pump. For what felt like an hour, she lay there, motionless and moaning softly as her lover continued to pump an impossible amount of cum into her while they both drifted off into the most blissful slumber either of them had ever known...

* * *

Sureshot squinted as she tried to make out anything further down the stairwell. Her shortbow held in front of her, arrow knocked and ready.

"Still no queen on the chessboard, Paladin" she whispered into the mic on the collar of her purple lycra suit.

"Keep sweeping the area, this building is the last place anyone saw our reptilian friend and he was carrying Cap." Replied a dour Paladin over the comm. Sureshot knew he blamed himself for letting Captain Meteor try to 1v1 what the 6pm news was calling "The Riptor". Sureshot had tried to assure Paladin that losing the Captain and Turbo being hospitalised was beyond his control. Paladin however, couldn't let it go. Wouldn't let it go, not until he knew Earth's mightiest protector was safe.

"Yeah honestly, only a matter of time until she solo'd the wrong villain..." muttered Sureshot off-mic.

"Y'know she's invulnerable right?" Quipped the archer extraordinare as she descended the stairs to the basement. Paladin replied, but she didn't register what he said. She was too busy gawping at what she found at the bottom of the stairs. Dotted around the room, wreathed in trails of glowing green ooze were dozens of enormous, translucent eggs. Each of them was nearly as long as Sureshot's leg. Inside, she could see reptilian shapes rapidly growing as they writhed and squirmed.

"Paladin... there's... it's a full-blown nest." She stammered into the mic. "I need urgent backup, Paladin. It's about to be a goddam Jurassic Park in here"

"What? How? We'd only seen the one, how'd he manage that?"

Cursed Paladin. As if on cue, Sureshot saw how. Slowly stepping out from a pile of eggs, her shapely hips swaying with her stride... was what could only be described as a big, dinosaur woman. Nearly 18ft tall as she pulled herself upright, her body covered in smooth green scales. Her face completely inhuman, yet her body was slender, busty, almost human save for the scales and the glowing spines jutting from her back. With an angry hiss, her hands burst into bright yellow flames and Sureshot's terrible realisation became so much worse.

"Cap..? H-Hayley?" She stammered, tears welling up in her eyes as she took in the enormity of her best friend's new form. "My god, what did it do to you?" Cried the archer, reluctantly lowering her bow.

There was a terrible snarl behind Sureshot and she barely had a chance to turn around before the screaming began...

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