#safe?

[arttwink]

[gorgonfuckerdotnet]

Ok I know you said you hate IPS-N but what do you think of the Tortuga specifically? I feel like you'd get along somewhat ok considering it also likes reactions

// i TOLERATE the Tortuga // purely because of that one trans post

despite everything, we ball

i should probably back up my blog after this

// @toaster-boi did awesome work with it // but no, HORUS gets the WHOR-US // it can react to me pounding its mom // with my throughbolt

[whitchygaythem]

She doesn't like snakes btw

Sorry this took so long I thought I already posted this

The jungle was wet and humid, which was of course, to be expected. It didn't make Margo feel any better though. Humidity made her hair frizz up, and she had just gotten new braids in. In hindsight, that wasn't the best idea right before going into the jungle for a scientific study. Margo and the rest of her team were in the Amazon to find and research a rare strain of iris, one that was said to cure horrible diseases. Her friend Ben slowed his pace ahead of her.

"Do you hear that sound Margo?" 

Margo looked at him, confused. He was still walking ahead, not looking at her as he spoke. 

"Noo? Benny, are you feeling ok?" She reached forward to touch his shoulder. Ben had an unfocused look in his eyes, all glassed over. A strange purple ring surrounded his iris.

"I'm fine Mar, but can you really not hear that noise?" He turned his head over, looking to the side of the path, into the dark brush. "It sounds beautiful." He walked right off the path and Margo grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Benny stop! What the hell are you doing!?" Ben replied, still watching the jungle. 

"I need to go towards that noise. I need more of that song. We all need that sound" 

"There is no noise Ben! Just step back onto the path and sit down. I knew it was too hot for this…" She kept her grip on his arm as she turned back towards the rest of their team, who also stood frozen, facing the wild jungle. 

"No, you're right Ben." David, their team's leader said dreamily. "It sounds… wonderful." He stepped forwards, walking into the dense brush without a second thought. The team followed, each of them disappearing in the dark forest. Ben pushed Margo off his arm and onto the ground, following their team in the jungle. Margo shot up and chased after them, but soon found herself completely and utterly lost. No path to guide her, all the plants looked nearly the same, and there were no animal calls. The only sounds Margo heard was the faint voice of Ben in the distance. She tried to find him, but his voice kept getting farther away, fainter and fainter until Margo couldn't hear it anymore. She was alone. 

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the grass around her shift. Something was here with her. Margo saw the grass rustle again, closer now. It was huge. She saw dark green and black mottled scales. Oh god it was a snake. A huge, god awful snake. She heard a soft thump behind her and whipped around, only to come face to face with a fanged smile. Margo screamed and fell backwards. The toothy smile belonged to a huge humanoid creature, with long black hair, dark brown skin and wild green eyes. It was easily three times her size, more than 15 feet tall. And that wasn't counting the thing's strangest feature. It had a long, scaled tail, snaking all around Margo. 

"W-what are you?" Margo tensed as the thing drew closer. It smiled again, but not in any sort of kind way. In a way meant to say "you are in danger." 

"Well, you already know that, don't you?" The thing spoke in a deep and relaxed voice. "Aren't you supposed to be one of the smart humans?" The coils that had sat relaxed around Margo constricted, lashing around Margo's body. They were tight and heavy, forcing her to stay sat on the dirt. The thing rose to it's full height, looking down at her expectantly. 

"You, you're a naga! An emerald boa naga!" The boa smiled. 

"Wonderful! I knew I picked the best one." Margo gasped as she was picked up off the ground and raised to face level with the naga. "The rest of your group were so very weak willed. They followed my trill almost immediately." Margo's eyes narrowed.

"Where is my team? What did you do to them!?" Oh god, this thing could have make them walk off a cliff, run into a leopard den- 

"I did nothing to them. They are currently asleep on the outskirts of a village. I just needed them out of the way. They were standing between me and my prize." The naga ran a clawed finger down Margo's cheek, picking up some gathered sweat and lightly slicing the soft skin. Margo yelped and tried to jerk away but the naga's powerful coils kept her stuck. The boa lifted their finger to their lips, and tasted the blood, no, tasted Margo. The creature's eyes rolled up in delight. They exhaled heavily then looked back at Margo with fiery hunger.

"You truly are delicious, my treat." The boa sucked the rest of Margo's blood off their finger. "What do they call you?"

"M-margo"

"You can call me… hm, Emerald! Yes, that sounds nice!" 

Margo stared at the boa, Emerald incredulously.

"You're going to eat me aren't you?"

Emerald smiled their predatory smile.

"But of course! It would be a waste not to!" 

"Then why ask my name? Why talk to me?"

Emerald's eyes narrowed, making them look even more unsettling.

"Because it gives you humans a shred of hope. Hope that, for some reason, if I know your name, I won't want to eat you." Emerald leaned in close to Margo, as if trying to stare into her soul. "Let me assure you Margo, this is not the case." 

Margo's breathing sped up as she began to panic. She yelled as she felt the tip of the boa's tail yank the muddy boots off her feet, socks and all. Margo snapped back at Emerald.

"If you're going to do it, can't you knock me out first? I'd rather not be awake while I burn alive in acid." 

Emerald looked at Margo with growing glee. "Oh, I'm not going to digest you Margo. I'm simply going to leech off your energy." Emerald gave Margo a slimy lick on her cheek, their eyes rolling up in delight to Margo's taste. "You'll stay down in my stomach," they gestured to their long, undulating tail. "and you'll stay there until I find someone else with more energy to be my little snack." Margo began to kick and squirm as she felt herself be tilted backwards, her feet level with Emerald's fanged maw. 

"WAIT- STOP STOP Can't you hypnotize me for this? Like you did with the others?" 

"Of course not! Where's the fun in that? I want to feel your frantic little squirms all the way down." Margo could do nothing but watch, frozen, like a deer caught in headlights, as the huge naga started to swallow her feet. The coils held her stuck on her back, forced to see her legs disappear inside this ravenous creature. They swallowed again, sucking Margo in up to her knees. That's when she broke out of her stupor and started screaming and kicking, but she was no match for the creature. Emerald swallowed again, their mouth now up to Margo's stomach. She screamed louder as she felt the snake's fangs brush against her skin. She sobbed as she felt hot and sticky saliva on her hands, and Emerald swallowed again. Margo breathed in deep as the coils surrounding her chest unwrapped, but her moment of relief was stamped out as she felt herself get sucked down farther. She now had only her shoulders and neck free. 

"Oh god, oh god, please no no no, Please don't do this please don-" 

Margo yelled out as Emerald's teeth covered her neck in light little cuts. The stinging pain gave Margo a strange sense of bloody hope. 

(Maybe they'll end it here… maybe they'll just bite down and save me the pain)

Emerald swallowed again, and Margo's body was sucked completely into their tight throat, her head sitting in Emerald's toothy maw. She thrashed around, trying to somehow choke the snake, or become too much trouble, so Emerald would decide to find a meal with less fight. But she couldn't move her body. She was already too far gone. All the light was ripped away as Emerald gulped one last time, sending Margo down their throat.

It was completely dark inside Emerald, and the situation made Margo feel bad about complaining about the jungle's weather. Everything was just too much. The walls were constantly moving, grinding at her and pushing Margo down towards the stomach. She was covered in hot, sticky saliva that coated her hair and made it stick to her face. She felt her legs escape from the oppressive squeezing and she immediately began to kick again. Then, she was pushed into another chamber, less tight but worse in other ways. The stomach was so much more alive. Constantly moving, churning and pushing. It was rough, as if trying to blend her up into raw nutrients. She looked around as a sigh and a burp erupted around her.

"Oof, sorry treat" Margo flinched as part of the wall pressed closer into her. "Has anyone told you that you taste absolutely divine? Unlike anyone I've ever eaten." Margo couldn't do anything but cry. Reduced to nothing but a piece of food, only to be spat out as a useless husk, what else could she do? Her eyes felt heavy 

"You're going to be mine for a while Margo. I say get comfortable and take a nice little nap." Margo tried to shake her head, pinch herself, anything, but she was tired from the fighting. Too tired. She passed out, the last sounds she heard were the relentless gurgles and groans of the stomach, and the contented sigh of her captor. 

[serpulalacrymans]

I don’t know what to do, an accident happened last night and I left.

I just ran away…

What happened?

Where are you?

[3am-dumbassery]

This image is perhaps more scary than the "censored goop" Solomon usually serves.

Like, that looks good! I would eat it! But... It's him making it.. so it's a gamble

[naptimeclown]

Hhhhhng I wish I was better at describing emotions.

[wiiwarechronicles]

I’m really sad right now I feel like I’ve forgotten how to make my art look appealing. Eugshhhh