#alijah

[celestial-crafts]

"I wonder what I taste like."

"I can help with that."

The nostalgia hit, and I just had to doodle them. Alijah, I wish I hadn't hidden y'all in my closet for all those years out of shame. Glad a few other people also saw the vision though, it was really validating.

I was going to make a difference blog for my YHS fan art, but this fandom is so small, it doesn't really matter.

[pinkssunrise]

Redid Alijah's interceptor design to look like Ana's more.

[that-prey-lounge]

if u wouldn't mind, maybe some cuddly noms w/ alijah ending in a nap? rest is up to u

You got it, sunglasses bro.

Don’t think I need warnings here because it’s just cuddly noms.

–

Alijah grinned widely down at you. When you asked what was so exciting, he just wiggled a little and said, “I love sleepy, cuddly, stress relief noms.”

You did need to unwind, it was why you were here. Long hours on your feet were taking a toll and you needed to relax or you’d need to see a dentist about you grinding your teeth.

You nodded absently and lifted your arms a little as he looped around you before he tightened his coils. You were knocked off your feet and sitting on a particularly thick part of his tail.

“Does anywhere in particular feel tense?”

“Calves, back.” You grunted, rubbing at your lower neck.

“Don’t worry,” He started to rub at your tense areas, “I’m good at this.” His hands, as large as they were to yours by comparison, were very gentle.

You were only a little bit less tense when you pulled your leg out of his hands. “I’m sorry, but if it’s not too much trouble, could we skip right to the swallowing me?”

He nodded, uncurling his tail. “Right, we have limited time and you want to unwind in my belly.”

His hands gently gripped you under your arms and pulled you up. He gave you a reassuring look, then opened wide.

Two large fangs were the first thing you noticed, then the long tongue he used to cover the bottom row of teeth.

You reached out with your arms and placed them in his mouth. He pushed you in and swallowed.

Soon, you were curled up inside of his crop. You heard him sigh and start to rub the large bulge in his middle. His heartbeat thudded away accompanied by the rush of his breath, and it made a soothing sort of rhythm.

“Lemme get comfortable, little one.”

You swayed steadily as he moved, then gravity shifted so you were against the firm wall, presumably more of him. He sighed deeply, and the wall in front of you squished in a little more.

“That’s good.” A firm pressure was applied to your leg, moving up your hip to your side. “How are you?”

“Comfy.” You snuggled into the warm flesh. “I’m gonna try to sleep, so.”

“I’ll do the same.” Alijah sighed. “See you in a bit?”

“Yeah.”

Alijah settled down in his hammock, parts of his tail could on top of his full belly. One hand rested against the side, kneading whatever was under his hand, the other was behind his head as he dropped off to sleep.

[vanxllavixen]

Heavy breathing*

[celestial-crafts]

I know this meme is dead by now, but when so is three quarters of your fandom, you're allowed to suspend your disbelief.

I wanted to add Yumi & Celeste too, but I'll have to finish them when I have more free time.

[celestial-crafts]

More Alijah, because I need to atone for never letting them out of my fanfiction drafts. Based on how I used correlate Alec to Little Red Riding Hood. Since it encapsulates his situation with Yumi well.

I tried to give it a 'crooked' look, but looking at it now it just makes the anatomy weird. And I couldn't figure out a background for the life of me.

Also there was a YHS week, and I missed it?!

[celestial-crafts]

Doggy date.

Alec should probably be the last person to own a dog due to his past misdeeds, but who hasn't gutted a dog once in their life before using it's blood to poorly write threats on a window?

I will forever be upset at how the fandom overlooked that Yumi (and by correlation her henchmen) owned a wolf.

[that-prey-lounge]

In that case, could I request Alijah? I’d like to see him do some light fearplay, maybe as a hungry naga who’s lair I’ve wandered into, and then once I’ve been eaten, try and calm me down and get me to relax.

You got it dude!!!

–

You were in the dimmed room, looking at the many comfort items. Plush blankets, thick, cozy pillows, and a hammock that was big enough for your hired pred.

You heard movement behind you and you turned to look, only to be pushed onto a pile of pillows.

“My, my. Look at what we have here.” Alijah hovered over you, his thick tail resting across your legs.

Your neck tingled as his brown eyes stared you down, the slits for pupils, once kinda cute, now creepy. He lifted you up and coiled his tail around you, holding you snuggly with his forest green scales.

“It’s not often my dinner drags itself in.”

You struggled a little, finding that his tail had little give. Your heart started pounding a little.

“You’re adorable if you think you can get out of this.” He cooed, reaching out and running his fingers through your hair.

“Let go!” You wriggled your feet, but found no give.

“I’m afraid not.” You were lifted up a little. “You did wander in here, a hungry naga’s den, so I say it’s justified if I put you in my belly.”

“No!” You tried to squirm as you were lifted up to his lips, a nervous sweat appearing from your efforts.

He opened wide, showing off his large fangs. Within seconds, you were stuffed inside.

You squirmed all the way down into his crop, a non digestive organ found right above his tail.

You fell still for only a second in the warm, damp place. Then you spread your arms and legs, pushing all around to see what gives and what doesn’t.

“Let me go!” Everything but one direction stretches. The walls are damp, covered in saliva.

“Don’t fight, little one.” You can feel the naga move. “It won’t be helping you any.”

You shove the firm wall.

“Feisty little morsel.” He moves up, then pressure slightly increases as gravity shifts so the firm wall is above you. “Don’t fight, it’ll just tire you out.”

You go limp, trying to gather your strength. It wasn’t bad in there. It was actually kinda nice, not as slimy as you expected, pleasantly warm, but you still felt like kicking.

After a few kicks, Alijah spoke again. “Calm down, my little morsel. Kicking won’t help.”

You stopped, settling down against the soft flesh.

“I’m not going to harm you.” A gentle pressure started to make small circles on your back. “I’m only going to keep you in there for as long as it takes to discourage you from coming back to my lair.”

You huffed and allowed the rubbing to continue.

This wasn’t too bad.

After a little while of silence, Alijah hummed to himself while he rubbed at his undoubtedly bloated belly.

“How are you feeling now, my little morsel?”

“Not too bad.”

“Good. I think I shall nap. I’ll let you know when I feel like letting you go.”

And like that, the humming and the rubbing stopped. His heartbeat slowed a little, and the breathing became much more even.

You felt slightly jealous about his he could just pass out like that.