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Though sexual dimorphism in harpies is often used to quickly identify the biological sex of a harpy, it is common to be corrected on pronoun usage by niritaka (transgender) or haykafica (intersex) harpy. Haykafica harpy make up roughly 3% of the known Heck’ne population, and niritaka make up almost 10% of the population. Niritaka are most common in harpy families that socialise with the local seces people, though they are found across Heck’ne and their high population in areas with seces is simply put down to having a better education of gender identity.


‘Once I found an ocean catfish stuck in my cave as a kid,’ Keek explained. ‘I was cleaning and stuck my tail in a crevice to scoop out some shells and the next thing I know it had swallowed half of me! I remember struggling with it before my mum came to check on me and she just FREAKED out and started bashing it with the broom!’

‘You have brooms underwater?’ Warner asked. ‘What for?’

‘Sweeping,’ Keek answered simply. ‘Anyway— she was bashing it—’


Before Elli could say anything, Sensin had picked Ykelt up under the arms and was holding him up in the air like a limp sack of fruit.

‘Come near Elli again and I will snap you in half like the twig you are!’ he growled, giving the man a shake. ‘How dare you take advantage of her like that! I will end you!’

>TFW you fuck your sister-in-law, so her husband picks you up under the arms and your life flashes before your eyes making you regret every choice you've ever made leading up to this moment and you realise you love your own wife and vow to never cheat on her ever again


Elli meets Scaychie for the first time

290 words

cw: manipulation


‘Where’s Keeyata?’ Elli asked, standing on her toes to try and see over Linzor’s wings. She could see someone behind him— Though it didn’t look like Keeyata. ‘I’ve been dying to see her! I have to show her the girls! And she’s had another baby, right? Where is she?’

‘She sends her love,’ Linzor said with a frown and a nod of the head. ‘Or her version of love, anyway.’

Elli sighed. ‘She’s not coming?’

‘Why would she?’

‘I thought she’d like to see me again,’ Elli said sheepishly. ‘I’ve missed her.’

Linzor laughed loudly. ‘Oh, dear Elli,’ he said, taking a deep breath and grabbing her by her cheeks. ‘Sweet, naive Elli.’

Elli pulled away from Linzor and frowned, rubbing her now-sore cheeks as he walked away. As he did, he was trailed by a tired-looking dassen woman and a young boy. For a second, Elli’s heart stuck in her throat. The dassen woman was young, and looked … like. …

Sensin stepped beside her and wrapped his arm around her waist. ‘That’s your friend?’

‘He was, yeah,’ Elli gave an anxious grin. ‘He hasn’t changed a bit.’

‘You alright?’

‘Yeah. Yeah. I was just hoping to see Keeyata as well.’

The dassen woman stopped and turned to stare at Elli.

Sensin’s grip on Elli’s hip tightened, and Elli knew he saw it too.

For a moment, the dassen woman stared. Then a wide grin spread over her face and she rushed over to Elli.

‘You must be Elli!’ she exclaimed, thrusting her forehead against Elli’s with a painful thunk. ‘My name’s Scaychie! Keeyata’s told me everything about you— Is it true that your son is going to be king of Sapious? And are you really a dream walker?’


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Molly Jacobs

A collab with @cjadewyton! This is a Jacob sheep called Molly Jacobs!!

Let's see if we can make her a popular character!


Ka'harja's Journey, Chapter 7 excerpt:

‘Well, uh—’

Before he could get the words out of his mouth, Annanyn plopped herself between the pair and offered them both fish from her complicated-looking platter. As she turned to Ka’harja her face pulled in a grimace. ‘What’s that smell?’

‘What smell?’ Sken asked.

‘Smells like mouldy cloth,’ Annanyn muttered, sniffing at the air. ‘I think someone’s cast magic here recently.’

‘What?’ Ka’harja laughed. ‘What are you talking about?’

Annanyn was too busy sniffing to respond, so Sken answered for her. ‘She’s an aura sensor. She can smell magic.’

‘Smell magic?’ Ka’harja echoed. ‘I though aura sensors … sensed magic.’

‘Smell is a sense,’ Sken scoffed, rolling her eyes and grinning playfully. ‘Every aura sensor is different. Annanyn smells it. … What sort of magic is it, puddle-hopper?’


Oop. This art is ancient! Oh well.

I've finished part 1 of The Necromancers final draft, after like 6 years lmao. Feel free to check it out!

https://demrefor.com/home/books/
The main character is Jaisa Bavie. Xie's a seces farmer who was kidnapped by a cult of necromancers. The main part of the story is going to be written as a retelling of what xie went through, so it'll contain some gore/etc (including the reanimated fetus from xer miscarriage, yum)


‘Do you want me to do the frown?’

Distro snorted with surprise and turned back to the young felinic. She’d forgotten she was having her portrait painted. ‘If you like, Penel. As long as I look gay.’

‘You always look gay, your majesty,’ said Penel. ‘You exude it like an aura. I admit I’m jealous. How do you do it?’

‘Years of practice,’ Distro felt herself grinning. ‘But perhaps I can give you some pointers?’

‘Perhaps,’ Penel’s eyes flashed impishly as she washed the paint from her brush. ‘Anyway, seeing as you’ve moved around, now seems like a good time to take a break with this. I’ll go get some food and then we can continue?’

‘I think I’ve had enough for today,’ Distro replied. ‘I’ve got a few things I need to do.’

‘Serious things that make you frown?’ Penel asked, giving a playful shake of her head and clicking her tongue. ‘Tsk, tsk. That’s not very swag of you.’

‘Don’t tell me what’s swag!’ Distro retorted. ‘I’ve been swag for over two thousand years!’

‘You’ve been a lot of things for over two thousand years,’ the girl teased as she scooped her things into her bag. ‘But swag is not one of them. Should I come back tomorrow or. …’

The queen’s twitched an ear as Penel’s gaze shifted and she fell silent. There was a raspy whimper and Distro turned to see a wide-eyed seces shivering in the doorway.

‘Good evening, Jaisa,’ Distro greeted gently. ‘I’m glad you’re awake. Are you alright? Do you want to sit down?’


‘I DON’T WANT TO PUT ON PANTS!’ the screech from downstairs was followed by a loud crash and doors slamming.

He stood to respond, but before he could even open his mouth he heard Ell’ian yell a response.

‘YOU WILL PUT ON YOUR PANTS WHEN LILTH TELLS YOU TO OR I WILL PUT THEM ON FOR YOU! DON’T MAKE ME COME INSIDE!’

Screaming followed, and more doors were slammed, but after a few moments Toro heard his daughter yell about wanting “the blue ones” and let out a loud sigh.

Putting on his own pants, he stumbled to the door and shouted down the hall, ‘ELLOW’HEN! YOU TREAT AUNTY LILTH WITH RESPECT OR YOU’LL LOSE YOUR LIZARD PRIVILEGES!’

The shouting grew into a loud cry, which cut off when Toro yelled back that he meant it.

‘YOU WON’T BE ALLOWED TO EAT LIZARDS FOR A WHOLE WEEK IF YOU DON’T BEHAVE!’

There was no response; which Toro knew was a victory.


Redrew the sabre for the website! The old image was a good size but super dated and I want to streamline everything and make it look more polished. I'm love this fella's big eyes!

Original under cut (2017)


Y'all know I don't usually do fan art but damn. Littlewood makes me glad I'm gay because those girls,, man..... Those girls.

https://store.steampowered.com/app/894940/Littlewood/


Almost all naga have flat noses with broad bridges. This aids in above-water breathing and makes their sense of smell very strong both on land and underwater. When underwater, naga smell by exhaling through their nose; this breath is trapped by mucus and remains attached to the naga’s face as a large bubble until they choose to inhale them again. Naga can make mucus bubbles while above water, but most choose not to because most land-dwelling Sentients find them unappealing and “gross.”


Plesiosauria, often shortened to plesio, are a family of large marine reptiles found on the borders of the unexplored territories.


Carol and Wyppet get into a fight because Wyppet says a slur.

720 words

cw: violence / r slur

‘What’s your problem, Wyppet?’ Carol asked with an angry snort.

‘You’re too good for him!’ Wyppet replied.

‘Excuse me?’ Carol gasped. ‘He is the funniest— the sweetest— The most kind-hearted person I have ever met!’

‘There’s something wrong with him, Carol!’ said Wyppet. ‘And you’re the smartest person I know! You speak five languages, for Scara’s sake! You can’t stay with him!’

‘Why not?’ Carol snapped.

‘Because he’s not on your level,’ Wyppet sighed loudly. ‘You’re never going to have an intellectual conversation with him! He’s an idiot, Carol!’

‘Shut up!’ Carol exclaimed.

‘It’s the truth, Carol!’

‘I said shut the fuck up!’ Carol hissed, jumping to her feet. ‘Don’t you dare talk about him like that!’

‘Why not?’ Wyppet growled back, standing and glaring at Carol. ‘It’s true! He’s the dumbest person I’ve ever met! You deserve better than a retard boyfriend!’

Geoff dropped the tray of drinks and the girls turned to the door, finally realising he’d returned.

Paling, Wyppet looked away and began to stammer an apology. ‘Geoff, I— I didn’t mean—‘

‘—I know I am not smart,’ he interrupted. ‘My head does not think properly, and I do not learn like normal. I know. I have known since my head hit rock and all my thoughts came loose. Everyone has known. You are not the first to use that word on me, but … you are the first to act as a friend and then call me ababhi when you think I cannot hear. Why? Why would you say this? Why have you lied to me? I do not understand why you would hate me for my head!’

‘That’s not what I meant,’ Wyppet stammered. ‘I just meant that—’

‘—But you said it,’ Geoff whispered, his voice breaking as his tears escaped his eyes and streamed down his cheeks. ‘You said it! Kaka mia mal sasao! Kaka mia— You said it!’

‘Geoff! Geoff, come back!’

Geoff barely heard Carol call after him as he rushed away. He leapt down the stairs, catching air with his wings to slow his fall— then collided with Warner.

Food spilled across the hallway floor as Warner dropped his plate and stumbled against the front door.

For a moment the two were stunned, then Geoff pushed off Warner and turned to the lounge. He was at the open window before Warner grabbed him from behind and wrestled him onto the couch.

‘Geoff! What happened?’ Warner exclaimed, pulling him onto the floor and holding him tightly. ‘What’s wrong?’

Carol’s heavy footsteps sounded down the stairs as she rushed after Geoff. She slipped on the last step and crashed into the door. Barely noticing that she’d shattered the decorative glass she turned and ran to Geoff, throwing her arms around him and burying her face in his hair.

‘Geoff! Geoff it’s okay!’ she gasped. ‘It’s okay! It’s okay!’

‘No! No it is not!’ Geoff shook his head and struggled in Warner’s grasp. ‘It is not okay! It is not okay!’

‘Geoff,’ Wyppet mumbled from the hall. ‘Geoff, I didn’t mean—’

‘—Get out!’ Carol interrupted.

‘But— Carol—’

‘—I SAID GET OUT!’ shrieking, Carol leapt to her feet and advanced on her friend. She grabbed the closest thing to her and threw it. ‘GET OUT! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!’

Wyppet barely managed to avoid the wine bottle as it flew past her head; and the glass cup that followed hit her in the shoulder and shattered. With a cry of pain and another cup hitting its mark, she stumbled out the door and disappeared down the street.

‘I HATE YOU!’ Carol let out a shriek as she slammed the front door— And gave another as it bounced open. She slammed it again and again until the last panel shattered, then she kicked it and swore, and slammed it again. ‘I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!’

Then she went quiet, and slowly stumbled back to the boys.

Geoff sobbed as she pulled him into a hug. He tried to pull away when his makeup smeared into her shirt, but she pulled him back and kissed his cheek over and over.

‘I am— I— Not a— Am not—’ he choked on his words before finally managing to take a breath and crying loudly. ‘I am sorry I am ababhi! I am sorry! You deserve better than ababhi!’

‘No!’ Carol put her forehead against his and looked him in the eye. ‘You’re the most I could ever want. Ever. Nothing could ever, ever change that.’


The Dassen Origin is a story known by both dassen and zokex races. It’s a tale that took place before the awakening of The Goddess Scara, back when Das was still whole and unshattered by the Island Mover.


Ice bears are large, white ursidae that are native to the Kazzaquin ice deserts, surviving as low as -50 degrees Celsuis. They’re popular pets on Aurn’la Ann and are often used as mounts by the smaller races.


Deer wasps are a giant wasp native to Das. They are a species of emerald cockroach wasp that has adapted to life on the Das islands. They are much, much bigger than their cockroach-hunting cousins and hunt Das’ megafauna— most commonly deer. … And when other animals are unavailable, they have no qualms about using Sentient settlers to lay their eggs.


Emmy, from my wife's project, Stranded!

She's going to be voiced by twitter/Heidi_Sprite_VA (check her out!)


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