So Slimes reproduce in 3 ways. Intercourse, bigeneration, or mitosis.
Mitosis occurs when if slime has access to ample nutrients (typically nonsapient flora but omnivorous slimes have been observed) and shelter. Upon consuming enough food, the excess mass will separate from the main body and gain a unique sentience. For the next few months, this mass we'll have mental capabilities just above cattle but will eventually gain full sapience. Slimes formed this way will bear major semblance to their prime slime.
Bigeneration occurs if a slime is attacked in a way that It cannot regain the biomass, though this method does not guarantee offspring. Slimes produced this way will bear less semblance, usually forming smaller than the prime. The body part they bigenerated from will typically be disproportionate to the body. These missized body parts are considered "weakpoints" as they take the place of the slime core (the part which slimes form from).
Intercourse occurs when groups of slimes (called sloshes) return to their hatching grounds. For 3 weeks during the Warm Season, the slimes will breed (slimes are not typically monogamous so these can be seen as little more than slime orgies) endlessly, laying hundreds of spherical eggs. Slimes will typically decide breeder and breedee by way of fighting. As slimes are natural hermaphrodites, two slimes will "swordfight" till one is knocked down, the loser will be bred and the winner will move on till losing, the last slime not bred will be considered the queen and lead her slosh away from the hatching grounds (abandoning the eggs) to a nearby cave or abandoned dungeon (slimes prefer moisture and darkness so adventurers won't typically appear above ground outside of the breeding season, though caution is still recommended). The eggs hatch during early fall and the newborn slimes will also seek out cold, dank, subterranian rooms. Since they don't have the experience of older slimes, they may end up in a cellar or castle, leading to slime attacks. These slimes are weaker and can be washed away with water.
Slimes do not typically mate with other species but will if there is no other option. Slimes cannot bear non-slime children but can deposit eggs in other species if the anatomy is capable of ovipostion.
Slime color is typically a mix of the two parents, leading to breeders intentionally breeding certain slimes for more exotic colors.
In this fantasy world, three well-known heroes are summoned by the Princess and asked to become unlikely companions for a dangerous mission. At first, the big personalities rub one another the wrong way. Soon, however, they begin to rub each other in a different way. Many times in many ways. But each man holds their own secret that could either lead to riches or ruin.
Prepare yourself for rough, dirty, messy, naughty, sexy fun. Oh, and dragons.
Lance is an unassuming mage, but he likes it that way, and uses it to his advantage. There is no magic that is forbidden to him. “Magic is merely a tool. Why should we deny ourselves the use of it?” Believes the punishment must fit the crime.
His secret: Spy. To protect his family he sells kingdom secrets to the Galra Empire.
Shiro is a warrior, knighted as a Champion for his fearless victory in the great Galran-Altean War. He pushes moral boundaries. “Bad guys win. Why should we follow the rules if they don't?”
His secret: Defector. He fled the battle field, and killed the witnesses on both sides.
Keith is the last dragon rider. He was found as a feral teen by Lance and Shiro. He’s done whatever it took to survive, including selling his body. He made a deal with a wizard for the last riding dragon egg, and is a reckless and untrained fighter.
His secret: Timekeeper. As per the conditions on his contract, he has 3 years left to live. However, he cannot be killed until the contract is fulfilled.
More in this au: (snippets are out of order)
Intro | #1: cave | #2: smut | #3: meet the dragon | #4: flying | #5: Keith’s plan | THE FIC
Here’s the mood for the day. Guess what I’m currently writing about. :P
Hint: It’s in my Fantasy au
EDIT: Here ya go!
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SNIPPET #4
“Hey, where’s Keith?”
“What? I thought he was with -”
A deafening roar shakes the earth and something massive zooms just overhead. Shiro shouts in surprise and drives for the ground, tackling Lance who falls hard with a squawk. And not a moment too soon as a wall of air blasts past, blowing up leaves and dusts and tugging hard on their clothes. Quick as a whip Shiro rolls on his back to catch sight of whatever that was, and pulls himself up to his elbows, eyes wide and jaw open. Lance follows his gaze. Up in the sky is a blur of red flying fast as a hawk. Lance squints against the sun, trying to make heads or tales of what he’s seeing. Then there’s another roar and this time it’s followed by an excited yell. It’s not until the winged creature makes a somersault in the air that he sees it. It’s Keith. On his fucking dragon. The beast turns on a dime, eyes them, and dives straight for where the two of them are still sprawled on the ground. She’s on them in seconds, wingtips just missing their heads by inches, and the aftercurrents blow them back to the ground.
“Holy shit!” Lance gasps.
Lance feels like he’s stuck between pissing himself and cumming in his pants at the sight. It’s terrifying and easily the hottest thing he’s ever seen. Lance peeks a glance at Shiro, and is satisfied to see the hardened warrior has the same flabbergasted look on his face. A shout brings Lance’s attention back to Keith on his goddamn dragon, and his heart jumps in his throat. Keith is free falling next to his dragon, arms and legs out wide. Just as Lance throws his hands out in an attempt to summon… something potentially useful, the red dragon flies under him and catches him with her claws, holding one arm delicately in each talon. She brings him in low again, his feet just skipping the lake by the camp, throwing up a rainbow spray of water. The dragon pulls a strange maneuver in the air, bending in half and throwing Keith up in front of her so he can land on her back. Lance is awestruck. Damn that kid can fly.
Up and up the boy and dragon go, until they are above the clouds. Lance pulls a frozen Shiro up with a huff, and dusts himself off, eyes still on the sky. Then he sees the red beast break the cloud cover, arching backwards in a graceful backbend. And then she’s just falling. Like a stone. Keith is a tiny speck on her back. Lance hopes he’s holding on like hell because shit. There’s nothing Lance can do if that boy falls. The dragon is picking up pace, falling faster and faster. Then she snaps her wings shut tight against her body. And it’s like nothing Lance has ever seen before. She’s just a red streak his eyes can barely keep up with. She’s a flash of light going straight down, almost like magic. There’s no way they can pull out at that speed.
“There’s no way,” he mutters. “There’s no way they can make it!” He shouts, tugging on the warrior next to him. “They won’t make it!”
They are heading for the wide lake. There’s less than a mile to the ground. Then kilometers. Lance has stopped breathing. They won’t make. They won’t!
With just meters left, Red snaps her wings out with a massive woosh of air, catching them at the last second and displacing half the lake. Water goes up and sprays out, falling to the shore like a downpour. It’s a breathtaking spectacle. Keith and his dragon make a few lazy spins the air, then they land lightly next to the camp. Keith throws his legs over and hops off, but his legs collapse on contact. Lance makes towards him worriedly, but the boy is just laughing, leaning back against Red’s leg. As Lance gets closer he can see Keith is absolutely drenched, and he’s shivering. But his smiling is beaming, and the dragon nuzzles Keith with her chin, chucking him. Keith swats at her half-heartedly, then makes a noise of indignation as a blanket falls on his head. Shiro crouches on a knee in front of Keith, pulling the cloth enough to expose Keith’s face, and the boy’s unhappy look turns to a pleased one as Shiro rubs his hair dry with a fond look.
“Dumb suicidal kid, giving Lance a heart attack.”
“As if you weren’t just as scared shitless,” Lance mutters, enjoying the scene too much to complain. So instead of pushing it, Lance idly flicks his fingers to light the fire and grabs the makings for cocoa. Can’t have the boy getting sick over some silly flying. “Those were some pretty slick moves, though, I have to say.”
Shiro pulls the boy over to the fire with an arm around his shoulder, and behind them Red starts doing her cooldown stretches. “Maybe you aren’t as useless as you seem, after all,” Shiro grunts, but he can’t hide the smile. Keith just settles in next to Shiro, and Lance joins them, sitting on Keith’s other side and handing over the cocoa.
“T-thank you,” he chatters, and takes a big sip gratefully.
More in this au: (snippets are out of order)
Intro | #1: cave | #2: smut | #3: meet the dragon | #4: flying | #5: Keith’s plan | THE FIC
The troupe stops in front of a large mossy cave. It’s predictably dark inside, and the cold air wafting from it carries a musty stench with a tang of animal smell. On the ground by their feet are patches of fur and a few dusty bones. All signs point to the cave being uninhabited. Frankly, the whole thing is suspicious.
“This thing is suspicious as hell,” Keith says pointedly.
“Funny, I was just thinking the same thing, squirt,” Shiro says, slapping Keith on the shoulder.
Lance smirks. At least his companions aren’t stupid.
“I think we should go in,” Keith says.
“Yup, I agree,” replies Shiro.
Lance exhales harshly. Nevermind. His companions are stupid as hell.
“Why the fuck would we go in?! There is definitely something big and nasty and powerful living in there.”
Keith turns to look at Lance over his shoulder. “Well, anything that strong should be defeated. Also, to prove that we can.”
The hand on Keith’s shoulder pulls him in for a noogie, and as Keith squirms, Shiro chuckles. “It could also have some cool shit. We got to see about getting this kid some weapons. Looks like a good place to start.”
Lance sighs as Shiro leads Keith through the ominous, empty opening. He summons a ball of light with a flick, and it follows over his shoulder, illuminating the area around them.
The rest of the cave follows just like the front. Mossy, stale, dusty. Lance is sure by now that it’s an illusion or glamor, but when he reaches out with his magic to identify the trick, it falls just out of reach. He can’t get a pinpoint on what exactly is causing the effect. Lance likes to think of himself as a strong magician. His identifying magic only fails him on two occasions. One, when the magic he’s trying to label is too strong. And two, when there’s nothing there to find.
Frustrated, Lance tries again and again. Keith doesn’t notice, but Shiro, who always seems to be more intune with the arcane, turns to give Lance a questioning look.
“You’re putting out a lot of magical energy. Doing okay back there?”
Lance huffs, then gives up trying to pinpoint the magic. It might be nothing at all except a normal fucking, yet creepy, cave. No point in wasting his magic any more. He tries to change the subject.
“So, what do you guys think used to live in here?”
“An ogre,” Shiro says immediately.
“Hmm, not enough human remains. I’m thinking a cyclops. What about you, Keith?”
“A bear.”
Shiro tries not to trip over a dusty femur, while Lance freezes in shock. The two shout out nearly simultaneously.
"A fucking what?!”
“Bear? Seriously?!”
Keith doesn’t respond, continuing through the cave at a brisk pace.
“It’s getting colder and wetter. I think we’re heading downward.” He starts jogging ahead, disappearing around a curve, and Shiro and Lance scramble to catch up.
“Wait, Keith! Hold on!”
“Wait up for us! Keith!”
They round the curve, but the boy is gone. Just the chilly air and moist walls.
Shiro stamps the group. “Goddamn that kid is fast!”
A rumble shakes the walls, and a fierce growl rings out from the direction Keith most likely went.
“Fuck!” Shiro says with feeling, and Lance can’t help but echo the thought. If something happened to Keith now… after they had finally been reunited again... Lance didn’t think he could bare it. It had been hard enough abandoning him the first time in that inn. Keith had been sickly. He was weak and frail, and although he had made a little progress throughout the night, it wasn’t enough to justify moving him. Bringing him along would have been a death sentence. The cold sensation Lance has come to associate with fear shoots down his veins. Ahead of him, he sees Shiro give a shudder. They’ve got to get to him, and they’ll make it too late at their current speed.
Making a quick decision, Lance lunges, grabs the back of Shiro’s armor, and yanks back. He closes his eyes, zeros in on Keith’s energy and- there!
Lance has a split second to confirm that yes, Keith is alive, before Shiro crashes backwards into Lance’s chest, cussing. Then he jolts forward with a groan.
“Goddamnit I hate it when you do that!” Shiro leans forward, bracing his hands on his knees, and gags.
Lance races towards Keith. And stops when he sees the huge beast in front of the boy. Shit! So that’s why he couldn’t identify the glamor!
Shiro straightens up. Then he chuckles. Lance and Keith both turn to give him a befuddled look. There’s nothing funny about this...thing in front of them.
“It looks like we were all right! An ogrish cyclops bear. That thing is mother fucking hideous.”
Lance turns back to the beast and squints. He can see Keith tilting his head like a puppy.
“I guess I can see it. It’s missing one eye.”
“I’ve never seen a furry ogre, though,” Lance ponders. “I wonder what happened to it?”
“Damn we should do it a favor and just end it now,” the knight growls.
Keith points excitedly to the pile of loot behind the creature. “Look! It’s got treasure! There might be something good here.”
Shiro unsheathes his greatsword from his back. He means business, and Lance is grateful. They will need all the help they can get. Lance summons his staff and hollars to Keith.
“Keith! Get back here and let us handle it!”
For once, the kid listens, and dodges back as the… ogre bear smashes a meaty fist downward. He misses Keith by a mile, but the impact against the cave floor angers the beast, and it howls in agony, angry. It lumbers forth, aiming for Lance’s magic ball of light, but Shiro deftly steps in front.
“Eyes on me, baddie. I’ll be your opponent.” He swings the huge sword with effortless precision, nicking the defenseless spots on the ankles and thighs. Even from the back of the fight, Lance can see how thick the skin on this creature is. The best Lance can hope to do is stun or freeze the creature long enough for Shiro to reach the vulnerable parts of its face. Lance concentrates, summons forth an icy bold of electric frost, because Lance does nothing by halves, and sends it right towards the creature’s face. The creature howls and its wails of agony do nothing for Lance, and he is pleased to note that Keith also has a hardened look on his face. Good. If he were to begin feeling remorse for their enemies, he wouldn’t last long. The ogre bear swings about blindly, its one good eye closed and frosted over. It is definitely part orc, for it enters a berserker mode, drawing power from the pain, anger, and rage and swinging around with more violence than before. It crashes into the walls and its fists pummel the ceiling, loosening huge boulders that crash to the ground and shatter upon impact. The three men have to jump and dodge to avoid the falling rocks.
“Shiro! Keith! To me! The best we can do now is hope it kills itself at this point.” Lance swings his arm in an arc, and a strong barrier springs up around him. Shiro reaches him first, skidding behind him and panting at the exertion.
Lance keeps his eyes on the rampaging beast, but hollars over his shoulder. “Where’s the boy?”
Shiro looks up, shocked. “I thought he was here with you!”
A gasp pulls their attention, and both men turn to see Keith cornered at the feet of the angry ogre bear. He’s lost his footing and is trying to pick himself up off the ground. The frost has melted from the monster’s remaining eye, and it’s angry, bloodshot gaze is leveled right at Keith. It has its clasped fists heaving up over its head. It’s preparing for a fatal downstrike. The kid has to move now.
“Keith! Move!”
The fists speed downward just as Keith attempts to dodge the hit. The cave floor cracks under the weight of the smash, and pebbles and dust fly up into the air.
“KEITH!”
More in this au: (snippets are out of order)
Intro | #1: cave | #2: smut | #3: meet the dragon | #4: flying | #5: Keith’s plan | THE FIC
