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9 years ago
Finally got around to doing this. Between Aryion and Furaffinity, if we ignore the problem of people with accounts on both sites, I have three hundred and sixty one watchers. Even otherwise, it's probably more than three hundred. That's a whole lot of people who have since four years ago, when I first began this lark, decided that my weird, weird desires and the ways in which I express them are of enough worth to be looking at in one way or another. And that is (almost) as wonderful as Alex.
So thank you. All of you. The regular readers, the enthusiastic commenters, the good friends I've made, the really good friends I've made, the ones who just watch 'cause I got a picture a few years ago which was hot, the silent favouriters and the even more silent viewers. And the extra silent ones who haven't even watched me, but are still willing to look at what I put up. (I know you're there. The viewcounts are your footprints.) It may be illogical, contrary to every survival instinct under the sun, and just damn weird, but whatever quirk in my head made me a vorarephile has been pretty much a 100% positive influence on my life, and it's all thanks to you.
By way of an offering in return, I give only my head and typey-typey hands. Ask me, or any of my characters, whatever you want. Here's to the monsters and tasty victims, here's to you guys, and here's to another four years of glorious depravity.
*noms*
So thank you. All of you. The regular readers, the enthusiastic commenters, the good friends I've made, the really good friends I've made, the ones who just watch 'cause I got a picture a few years ago which was hot, the silent favouriters and the even more silent viewers. And the extra silent ones who haven't even watched me, but are still willing to look at what I put up. (I know you're there. The viewcounts are your footprints.) It may be illogical, contrary to every survival instinct under the sun, and just damn weird, but whatever quirk in my head made me a vorarephile has been pretty much a 100% positive influence on my life, and it's all thanks to you.
By way of an offering in return, I give only my head and typey-typey hands. Ask me, or any of my characters, whatever you want. Here's to the monsters and tasty victims, here's to you guys, and here's to another four years of glorious depravity.
*noms*
If you don't know this manga, part of the plot is the following: Naruto is a young ninja, who has a giant demon fox sealed inside him, a demon who define itself as the incarnation of hate and evil, and who want nothing more than to be freed so he can wreak his vengeance on the boy and his ninja village.
And what better revenge than swallow his former jailor, send him to the belly of the beast, killing him and finally reviving him so he can repeat the process again and again and again?
Of course, being eaten and digested isn't really very pleasant regardless of the predator. No matter what those willing types might have you think, do not enter a maw unless you're willing to deal with the horrible and permanent consequences. Or unless it's a very pretty predator on the end of said maw. : 3
To Alex: What are your favorite parts about Damian?
"Wh... what? What sort of a... what kind of question is that? I, I, I could say the parts when he's not here, perhaps! Or... or... I don't... I..."
"Alright. I... um... I think I sort of miss his feathers sometimes. When I'm trying to sleep and I'm so terrified of what I'm going to dream about, I... I almost wish I was there with him, so, so that at least the waiting would be over. And they're just so warm, so soft, so good to bury myself in when... well, you know when. So I guess those... those are... oh my god, what am I saying? I don't... I... argh. I suppose I miss the feathers, yes. But obviously the only reason is cause everything else makes me want something to hide in! It's not as if I w-want to snuggle him or anything..."
I'm even more so. Twice and snuggly, nineteen point four six times as dangerous, and infinitely devious.
On my side, though... I don't know. On one level he is now literally the most terrifying thing I can ever imagine. I see him every time I sleep. Every time I close my eyes, even. So I guess it's less master/slave and more... god/worshipper? I mean, I think about him constantly, I worry he's watching me every second of the day...
But also... well. He's the only person I can talk to about how I feel. The only person in the world. Because he'll kill anyone else I talk to. And in a way, I... I don't have to hold back with him. I can be myself, my terrified miserable broken self. The version of me which he created. So in some ways... he is almost like a... friend...
*cough* I mean, um, it's complicated. I beg the world every day that he might change his mind. But as it is... I don't know what I feel about him as a person. He's my murderer and my torturer... but also the only person who knows me. And I don't know what that makes him. Or what that makes us.
A mathraxian gryphon's voice is very deep, due to their size, and can be extremely loud when they want it to. However this also means that speaking at normal speech volume allows them to be soft, and display an extremely smooth, almost purring tone to their voice, a far cry from the brutal growl of something like Smaug or so on. A little like a louder version of the quiet voice you might use to speak into someone's ear as you hold them close~
Beyond this, it's likely that all them have largely British pronunciation, since that's what I the author am used to. But things are a little altered, dependent on their location. Damian has a slight slavic undertone to his voice, giving him a faintly Russian edge. Sehria is somewhat middle-eastern, as she grew up in a land roughly analagous to the Ottoman empire. And Goldeneye... his actually changes very, very subtly, in response to whoever he's speaking to, a tiny hint as to how he absorbs the echoes of their thoughts and reshapes his personality in order to get whatever he wants out of them.
It's hard to point to any real world analogies, and I've never been good at capturing their voices in their heads, but I hope this helps.