Voices-in-dark-violets-head - Voices In DV's Head

Epic Cosplay of “Horizon Zero Dawn”

Cuteness agression but sexual style as in someone is just too sweet and cute and all I want to do is hold them down and bite and bruise and turn them into a whimpering mess

creature commission

It's always cold down here, a clammy dampness that gets through your shirt and freezes your skin. Pushing through the thorns and dense, broad leaves of the brushes only serves to soak through your pants and sandalled feet.

Still, 'least you won't go thirsty here. If you feel confident enough to trust this water, that is. Who knows what's leaking out of this place? You can't quite identify what it used to be. If it was a power plant, then, that's some bad juju. Strip mall? Nah. You don't have that kinda luck... but even if it was, it's not like there'd be anything left at this point. A decade and a half is a long time for anything of value to be still sitting around, rusted and waterlogged or not.

Clang.

You freeze. Ripples spread out from around your feet, trembling the surface of a small lake that covers what used to be a floor. But the sound came from above - the mist-soaked heights are indistinct, crisscrossed by vines and wires, and-

There. Movement.

It's climbing down towards you, a fleshy pink against dull girders. Long, taloned claws click along old metal. You tighten your grip on your staff, the feathers and beads on the end tinkling as your hand shudders.

It stops and tilts its head. You wrap your other hand around the beads, and stare in horror as the creature turns its head.

It... doesn't have eyes. The pale bone of what remains of a skull, but no eyes. No wonder it doesn't seem to have seen you. But that means if you make any more noise...

Scrape, scrape... it stretches its claws out, bringing itself down to eye level. Its long, sinuous body ripples with firm muscles. As it stops, it hangs on with spread thighs. Not it, you can't help but think - she.

A long snout opens beneath that skull, breath not misting in the cold air - and a long, languid tongue unfurls from behind a hundred pointed teeth, tasting the wet scents of the long-lost building. Perhaps searching for you, its intruder...

You stare, steeling your nerves, trying not to tremble even a fraction, trying not to look at the ripples spreading out from your twitching feet.

And all the while, you can't help but stare in fear... and fascination.

What... is she?

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Another Smaugust post! Today, @pencilcat's prompts say Skull, and that reminded me of this piece I got to do back in 2022. This creature came to a friend of mine in a dream, and I'm a sucker for things like that. It was so fun to bring her to life in such a way <3

On stormy days and rain-soaked nights, where songs are sung, a maiden's plights, a little town of woe and fear, a sacrifice of one most dear.

They must appease the one above, they say, and tie the one they love to stake and stay her on the hill: For beast to find, do what he will.

When they returned in morning's light, the maiden was no more in sight. They sighed and sang a song most dire, the stake thrown on the fun'ral pyre

The town was right, the beast was cruel; over the land, he wished to rule. With iron tail and glinting teeth and icy winds he gave them grief.

Mere pleasure was the maiden's fate, his hunger she would never sate. An appetizer, she would be; the land would fade from history.

But she was not to be his vice. Her wisdom great, she rolled the dice, appealed did she with beast so fierce; her words, so pure, his heart did pierce.

She saw in him a fire so deep, and she knew that she could keep it locked away, and tempered dim; she could save the world from him.

Is he still the beast so cruel? Our maiden just a death-scared fool? Our questions, they will never quell, but this is what this tale will tell...

The maiden pure, the land's great bane; the world has ne'er seen both again. While up above, twixt skin and scale- ...My friend, that's for another tale.

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Yet anout Smaugust post! Today, @pencilcat's prompts say 'Long', and I couldn't choose any different from this piece from 2022. I really wanted to get the vibe of those classic pieces in new age shops of dragons and maidens, and I'm really pleased with how it came out in the end!