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Venomous Vorpent
Name: Venomous Vorpent
Nickname: Vorpent
Class: Bog Dragon/Nanodragon
Fear Factor: 9
Attack: 9
Speed: 8
Size: 1
Disobedience: 9
Hibernation: Unknown
Trainability: Non-trainable
Allegiance: Neutral in the Rebellion
Language: Dragonese
Abilities: Poisonous
Colors: Bright yellow
Description: “This bright yellow nanodragon carries poison in the glands in its neck and tail. The sting of a Venomous Vorpent is absolutely always fatal. ... Close relative: Sand Rattler.” (How to Speak Dragonese)
“Don’t be deceived by the Venomous Vorpent’s tiny size. It numbs the skin before attacking. By the time you realize you’ve been stung, it may be too late!” (How to Steal a Dragon’s Sword)
“The only known antidote to Vorpent venom is the vegetable that no one dares name (a potato), which can only be found in the-land-that-does-not-exist (America).” (HTTYD: The Complete Book of Dragons)
Additional Information: The Venomous Vorpent’s Vorpentitis symptoms are listed in its poem:
“I am the Venomous Vorpent,
Deadlier than an asp soaked in arsenic,
More toxic than toadstool flavored tarantula.
Are you cough-y and cold-y and snotty and wheezy?
Are you mad? Are you sad? Do you feel queasy?
Is your skin so hot it is starting to smoke?
Is your throat so stiff it is making you choke?
If you fall down DEAD, perhaps you too
Have been stung by the VENOMOUS VORPENT.” (How to Cheat a Dragon’s Curse)
Notable Dragons: The Venomous Vorpent that stung Hiccup
WIP (it out)
share whatever project you're working on right now, except 'project' is incredibly open ended
@angelfruittree tagged me!! my angel my darling <3 this is so funny because you KNOW what i'm working on lmao
if that isn't love, it'll have to do (Gale/Bucky and Gale/Marge fic, planned 3 parts, currently writing part 2)
what i haven't really said about this one is that part 3 is really The Marge Part. i did say in the ao3 tags that Marge will be recompensed, and i think that some people took that as. her getting a different husband? which is not what is happening so [spoilers] this is very much a queer love-in, Gale has so much capacity for love in his heart, and to prepare for writing things about what Marge has been up to while the men are away, i've been delving into A Lesbian History of Britain by Rebecca Jennings and Boots of Leather, Slippers of Gold by Madeline Davis and Elizabeth L Kennedy.
a little book
i wanted to make something a little rustic/beat up, so i deckled the edges and used cotton for the endbands (not pictured here), and also have twine as the bookmark. i'm going to make the case and case it in today, and maybe distress/age the pages a bit as well! and i'm trying to figure out what to put in it, but idk if i'll have time to fill it this weekend. i'll post it when i'm done!
untitled vampire novel (planned, 1 chapter written)
this is something i've wanted to work on for ages and i just keep. getting distracted? but essentially it's a big sweeping gothic toxic yuri vampire romance lmao here's a snippet:
Of course vampires bleed. They become blood, are what they eat just like anyone, take into themselves every last drop. They bleed more than a human does. So as Cecília saws her blade through the redheaded vampire’s throat—through skin, cartilage, trachea, oesophagus, back and forth methodical as she pleases—the blood gushes forth, warming Cecília’s wrist and seeping between her fingers despite her firm grip. She can feel it start to lubricate the leather-wrapped handle, the blood-slicked skin of her palm sliding slightly against the grip where before it had been sure.
She re-doubles her grasp, both on the knife and her other hand in the vampire’s hair, forcing its head back and opening the wound. The flesh parts like lips. It isn’t a neat job, not with the knife’s serrated blade. A rugged, lopsided grin. A loose and fleshy opening, sagged and toothless as though with age.
okie tagging @sorgenfalter @msculper @annundriel @altruistic-meme @ilgaksu @teddy-after-all mutuals what are you working on what are you making
thanks for the update! I hope that your time away from writing fic is restorative 💕
Thank you, anon! This is very sweet of you. I’m hoping to work on some original stuff and hopefully feel less anxious about who I’m writing for and how it’s received 🖤
rest now, my love
it’s all right
the dark is gone
i’m here
i hold you
into the manifestation of a force
beyond will
beyond intent
beyond instinct
beyond language
beyond control
beyond the logic of reason