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this was awful to see on my tl
this was awful to see on my tl
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ CALLING ⠀𝚳𝗘 ⠀THE ⠀ONE, ⠀I'M ⠀THE ⠀𝚿𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘 ⠀LIGHT.⠀⠀ ⠀
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ CALLING ⠀𝚳𝗘 ⠀THE ⠀ONE, ⠀I'M ⠀THE ⠀𝚿𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗘 ⠀LIGHT.⠀⠀ ⠀
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ㅤ What a happy little thing. It might be a glimpse into a nightmare for the normal person, but his thoughts were simple; the young were happy, so Dante would be happy.
ㅤ With long, slow strides, he follows, mandibles gently clicking against one another.
ᅠㅤ joyous expressions entrance the smallers features... a sickly haunting smile that symbols her utter joy that a gift was accepted.
Cleaning her digits of ichor while turning to continue her trut !!! Happy tail wags.
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ㅤ What a happy little thing. It might be a glimpse into a nightmare for the normal person, but his thoughts were simple; the young were happy, so Dante would be happy.
ㅤ With long, slow strides, he follows, mandibles gently clicking against one another.
ㅤ Well, they ought to jump now. There are more berries, meaning Dante has no reason not to experiment - he's trying to dig his thumb claw in to expose the flesh.
ㅤ ... Ugh. It's clinging to his shell. He pinches the stem with two fingers and peels it from his palm with a thin, deep grunt, raising it like a dangling rat.
ㅤ Still, he's curious how it tastes. The only question is how to eat it... maybe it'd be better cooked? Peeled?
ㅤ Well, they ought to jump now. There are more berries, meaning Dante has no reason not to experiment - he's trying to dig his thumb claw in to expose the flesh.
ㅤ The lull before he begins to move is soft. With gratitude and surprise, Dante is slow to sit up & reach forward for the clock, his palm more than enough to receive the little thing. Almost immediately, he sets the clock between his legs for inspection and tuning, fine-tuning the hands to
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ᅠㅤ amber eyes watch his features — calmer. That makes this gift a nice welcoming.
The only sound of her moving is slight shuffling﹑ moving herself above the insect before using webs to slowly decend just above. Two of her exo armored limbs —>
ㅤ "Visitation, then." His foot is propped up on the distant footboard of his bed, the majority of his body slumped against pillows that keep his head angled forward. The fact he hasn't tilted his head like a dog is a silent trust, his own jaw a little slack in his comfort.
ㅤ The lull before he begins to move is soft. With gratitude and surprise, Dante is slow to sit up & reach forward for the clock, his palm more than enough to receive the little thing. Almost immediately, he sets the clock between his legs for inspection and tuning, fine-tuning the hands to
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- NO LEWD!
- 18+ writer
- Crack / Banter / Serious
🇸🇹🇴🇵 🇲🇪, 🇨🇴🇳🇹🇦🇮🇳 🇲🇪, 🇩🇴🇳❜🇹 🇱🇪🇹 🇲🇪 🇱🇴🇴🇸🇪
- NO LEWD!
- 18+ writer
- Crack / Banter / Serious
🇸🇹🇴🇵 🇲🇪, 🇨🇴🇳🇹🇦🇮🇳 🇲🇪, 🇩🇴🇳❜🇹 🇱🇪🇹 🇲🇪 🇱🇴🇴🇸🇪
𝘈 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳!
#EpithetErasedRP / #MVRP
- Non-Lewd
- Crack / Banter / Serious
[ Art by iesupa ]
𝘈 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳!
#EpithetErasedRP / #MVRP
- Non-Lewd
- Crack / Banter / Serious
[ Art by iesupa ]
ㅤ ... Ugh. It's clinging to his shell. He pinches the stem with two fingers and peels it from his palm with a thin, deep grunt, raising it like a dangling rat.
ㅤ Still, he's curious how it tastes. The only question is how to eat it... maybe it'd be better cooked? Peeled?
ㅤ In his oversized palm rests a Berry. He can't help but observe it - much as it appears a fruit, Dante's never seen this kind before.
ㅤ ... Ugh. It's clinging to his shell. He pinches the stem with two fingers and peels it from his palm with a thin, deep grunt, raising it like a dangling rat.
ㅤ Still, he's curious how it tastes. The only question is how to eat it... maybe it'd be better cooked? Peeled?
I HEART ASSASSIN FAMILY FULL OF WEIRD FREAKS !!!!!! THANK U FOR JOINING TWINANIN ... 🖤🖤🖤
I HEART ASSASSIN FAMILY FULL OF WEIRD FREAKS !!!!!! THANK U FOR JOINING TWINANIN ... 🖤🖤🖤
props to hotdog for naming this motherfucker dante i love that name sm
props to hotdog for naming this motherfucker dante i love that name sm
ㅤ The first dragonfruit teaches Dante not to eat them whole. As he scoops the next one free, goliath thumbs press & crack into the petaloid external & strip it away with claws. Deep tones grumble behind unmoving mandibles, like hands covering a mouth; he's finding this process frustrating...
But not insects of this size.
.. In a humanoid shape, too?
.. Hm.
Perhaps some new species of alien?
She'll just have to keep an eye out.
Observing through nearby plants
ㅤ Two mandibles, split down the middle, wrap around a nondescript fruit like a gentle caress. They pull inward, and the throat plate rises; the pressure spikes between three sources, and the fruit squelches. Gone into an insectoid mouth.
ㅤ ... Good.
ㅤ Slowly,
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ㅤ The first dragonfruit teaches Dante not to eat them whole. As he scoops the next one free, goliath thumbs press & crack into the petaloid external & strip it away with claws. Deep tones grumble behind unmoving mandibles, like hands covering a mouth; he's finding this process frustrating...
ㅤ Not a flinch. The sound is too familiar. Too normal in their walk of life. When she looks up to Dante, he's looking straight at her, yet they both know his attention is to either side with a panoramic eye. Once she lifts up that feather is when his head tilts.
ㅤ ... Gently, the insectoid
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ᅠㅤ wiggling for its final moments before its head is twisted between her odd shaped molars﹑ snacking 𖬺. crunching while she looks around ...
Turning around to her older brother . . Knowing he doesn◝ t eat red like she does﹑ the shark offers plucked —>
ㅤ Reflexively, he almost reaches for the bird, only for it to click a moment later that Selachia was not prone to a fragile diet. His hand sinks, and he thuds back to arm's length.
... Hopefully, Tessa wasn't here to see that. Never could tell where she was at any given point.
ㅤ Not a flinch. The sound is too familiar. Too normal in their walk of life. When she looks up to Dante, he's looking straight at her, yet they both know his attention is to either side with a panoramic eye. Once she lifts up that feather is when his head tilts.
ㅤ ... Gently, the insectoid
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ㅤ "Visitation, then." His foot is propped up on the distant footboard of his bed, the majority of his body slumped against pillows that keep his head angled forward. The fact he hasn't tilted his head like a dog is a silent trust, his own jaw a little slack in his comfort.
ᅠㅤᅠㅤnails caressing old copper coated metal ... on the ceiling above ; sitting with her cranium propped up upon one knee to give an easier way to spot the insect below.
ᅠㅤᅠ❝ᅠ... client board is empty. Everyone is asleep ..ㅤ❞
Boredom clearly. —>
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little habit means he can tell apart Contessa's clicking from their ticking - that, and a little noisemaker on the desk.
ㅤ "Visitation, then." His foot is propped up on the distant footboard of his bed, the majority of his body slumped against pillows that keep his head angled forward. The fact he hasn't tilted his head like a dog is a silent trust, his own jaw a little slack in his comfort.
i like how this character is joining the horror show of a family but he's been so gentle and curious so far
just a really ominous figure
i like how this character is joining the horror show of a family but he's been so gentle and curious so far
just a really ominous figure