correction: the tag is #harleykennel because like a fool i mixed up my tagging systems

A headshot of Davepeta, of whom has metallic bronze skin and curly blond hair. They faintly smile and are looking at the viewer. Davepeta is neither troll, nor human, nor cat, but somewhere between the three. They are outlined in bright orange and green.

A nigh identical headshot of Davepeta, of whom has metallic bronze skin and curly blond hair. They faintly smile and are looking at the viewer. Davepeta is neither troll, nor human, nor cat, but somewhere between the three. They are outlined in black.

The same headshot of Davepeta, outlined in black. This piece is colored with blocky gold and green: bright gold as the highlights, green as the shadows.

The same headshot of Davepeta, outlined in bright green and orange. This piece is colored with blocky gold and green: bright gold as the highlights, green as the shadows.

Figuring out Davepeta. Do you have a favorite?

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Aradia’s body burned hot. Fire danced in her expectant red eyes. Under Kell, she looked like heaven. Or, something close to it, at least. All soft grays and reds and yellows, and the sound of her heavy breathing took up the whole room… The thick and sordid scent of her awoke something hungry. They’d talked about this. This was okay. She was okay, and she was welcome. She and her hunger were more than wanted. Kell’s body shuddered above that of her lover’s, feeling Aradia’s bulge trail maroon lava against her thigh. Not that she would complain, no. (It gave her a quiet thrill, washing up afterward. Silently marveling at the soft red stain recorded into her skin.)

Both ears folded back as she dove to Aradia’s shoulder.. She pressed her lips against her skin. “There’s my girl. Go a little further,” Aradia urged. Kell’s nervousness must not have been lost on the to-be-bitten, if the claws combing through her hair were any indication. If that’s what Aradia wanted; Kell would give in. She bit into her lover. Not hard enough to tear flesh, not yet. But hard enough to be rewarded with an upward flex of Aradia’s hips, and a grunt of “Good girl.” Hard enough that she would bruise. Her tail swept back and forth, low and slow. Shifting around, to cradle the troll’s head— And she bit down again, urge to grind and pull and tear— And there was the sound of Aradia’s squeal of delight.

Writing something… Would love to hear some feedback.

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Marina Strider from my AU….

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