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trick or treat đ
I'm really sorry, this little snot-nosed kid in a skeleton hoodie ran to my door and took all the candy from the "take one" bin with an evil cackle.
I can offer you this rubber snake they dropped as they ran away?

Happy Halloween! :D





So Iâll try to get better lightning next time but for now I think this is the best I can make out of it. (thereâs a lot of smoke thatâs blocking the sun here because of forest fires and the indoor lights arenât the best either). Anyway Iâm sure people already came up with this idea but I wanted to do my take on Deceitâs scales. The headcanon here is that scales pop-up the more you lie to yourself and others. And of course the sides try to hide it at much from the each other as possible because they think theyâre the only ones, they are insecure and various other reasonable well explainable lies reasons. Which only makes it worse. I guess this is basically considered angst for all sides woops.
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Snake puddle!!!
Photo I took in the mountains.
Medium was the most voted for selection! So here we go!
Including some other characters! And some Iâm sure you all will like!
And part of it was inspired by something I saw in the mountains. Have yâall ever seen a snake puddle? Itâs wonderful. Does anyone want to see the pic? Let me know!
Nagito woke up on his large bed groggily. He never was a morning person, and it always took him so long to fully regain consciousness. A vast contrast to his housemate, who he could hear moving around in the kitchen somewhere below him.
He sat up, stretched, and got out from under the covers. He lazily shuffled over to the wardrobe, picking out an outfit for the day at random. He didnât care, his brain wasnât caught up yet.
Once properly dressed, he headed down the stairs, yawning the whole way. The scent of bacon wafted through the hallway once he reached the stairâs base, making his stomach rumble.
âI heard that. Come in and sit down. Itâs almost done,â Hajime called out from the nearby kitchen.
Not wanting to disappoint, he did so. He entered the kitchen to see the naga preparing food. His tail took up a ton of room, but he was able to maneuver around with no issues. He had lots of practice.
So not concerning himself with how Hajime was doing, Nagito sat at the table. A glass of water with his pills on a napkin awaited him. It made him smile, as Hajime knew exactly which he needed. It made him feel cared for.
He must have spaced out, as suddenly a plate with steaming hot food was placed in front of him. Muffins, eggs, toast, and bacon with a glass of orange juice alongside the water. âBefore you say anything, yes I am aware you probably canât eat this all. But try to eat as much as you can, okay?â
Smiling wide, Nagito took a second to thank everything in the world for his companion. âSo kind. So generous. I hope you know that I appreciate all you do for me, right?â
Hajime rolled his eyes. âOh, I know. You thank me endlessly every time. Now eat. Iâm determined to get you to gain a few pounds before your next doctorâs appointment.â He tapped the glass of water with a claw. âAnd take these. Eat a bite first then take them.â
Nagito nodded, picking up his fork and cutting a section of the eggs. He ate the delicious food, savoring the taste for a few moments. He then took the pills, washing them down with the water.
Seeing this relieved the naga. âGood. That should help.â He crossed his arms on the table near him and laid his head on them. âIâll finish what you donât eat. So it wonât go to waste.â
âTaking a breather before they arrive?â Nagito asked in between bites, unable to resist ruffling the brown hair.
Hajime grumbled, but didnât attempt to escape. âYeah. They will probably want to eat some cooked food since they havenât had it in a while.â
Nagito pulled his hand back, reaching for his glass of juice. âDo you think⌠she has made up her mind yet?â
A reptilian hazel eye opened. âAbout what you asked her last time? Yeah, Iâm sure sheâs decided by now. And I have a feeling I know what she will choose.â
Nagito set down his glass after taking a sip. âWhichever decision she comes to, I shall respect it. Sheâs important to you, and thus is important to me. The same goes for your brother.â
It was quiet for the rest of breakfast, Nagito managing to eat more than half the plate by the time he pushed it over to the larger creature. âThis is yours now. Thank you for the food.â
âThatâs more than last week. A good sign. We are getting you to a healthy weight,â Hajime commented as he took the plate. Nagito could see the beginnings of his jaw unhinging. âIâll clean up this and then start on lunch preparations. Want to go watch for them at the door?â
The human stood up and pushed his chair in. âYes, I can do that.â He turned and walked to the living room, not turning around. While he found it fascinating, he knew Hajime was a bit self conscious about showing him his fully open jaw. So he left the room to ease the otherâs discomfort.
He reached the glass patio door, unlocking it and opening it up. He breathed in the clean air, relaxing and gazing out to the vast forest in front of him.
There was about half a mile in between his home and the forestâs edge, but he could still tell it was an amazing forest. He owned the forest, and he fully intended to keep it protected. He hoped it would one day become a refuge for Hajimeâs kind. A safe haven, away from prying eyes and hunters' traps.
And speaking of Hajimeâs kind, he saw some familiar shapes moving near the forestâs edge. Their movements rustled the plantlife as they moved. And soon they were out in the open.
Two nagas. Each one very different from the other.
The smaller one was female. She was wearing a loose hoodie that was a bit big for her. It resulted in her sleeves completely covering her hands. Her silver hair was frazzled, as if she had just woken up. Her scales were light pink with darker pink splotches. Chiaki, a coral snow corn snake naga.
The other was much, much bigger. He was wearing a pristine white button up shirt that had somehow escaped getting dirty in the forest. His hair was long and luxurious, looking like a modelâs. And his tail was also extremely lengthy, decorated with black scales. Izuru, Hajimeâs sibling and a black mamba naga.
Mostly.
Nagito smiled sadly as he recalled what Hajime had told him about his brother. They were born in captivity, and scientists had tampered with Izuruâs egg. Hajime had served as the control in the experiment. The experiment being to inject DNA of a completely different naga species into an egg and see what hatched.
In a sense, the experiment had worked, as Izuru had hatched with the body and venom of a black mamba. But his brain was also changed by itâs embryonic confusion of what he was supposed to be. His emotions were stunted and they would never develop.
But he ended up being incredibly intelligent. So intelligent, that he managed to trick the scientists into believing he was docile and stupid. And once their guards were down, he broke himself and Hajime out. They had fled to these woods, getting accidentally separated. Which is how Hajime had found his way to Nagitoâs home.
Thankfully, after some time, the brothers had been able to reunite. Izuru had found another naga, Chiaki, and had been tended to by her. They had become friends, and Hajime joined that once they met and talked.
Nagito had kept out of the initial contact, not wanting to interfere. And he would have been fine if no contact ever happened. He understood it was hard for them to trust his kind after all they did to the naga species.
At least, that had been the intention. But Hajime had grabbed him and carried him to his brother and friend. He had been flustered and nervous that entire encounter, being held like that the whole time. But luckily, they had accepted him.
So now they dropped by every once in a while to visit him and Hajime. To which Nagito welcomed them with open arms.
That was why they were making their way to the mansion. Though they were taking their time. Nagito was fine with this, as he had nothing to do today. So he just watched from his location, hearing the sounds of activity in the kitchen from the brown naga.
Chiaki and Izuru reached him after a bit, slithering up to him with no hesitation. âHey Nagito. Good to see you,â the pink naga said, rubbing her cheek against his in greeting.
âGood to see you as well. How have you been?â he asked in return, stepping aside to let them in.
âSleepy,â she replied, yawning wide. Too wide for a human.
But Nagito wasnât disturbed. âSomehow, I expected that.â He turned to the black naga. âAnd are you doing well, Izuru?â
A nod. âYes.â His tongue flicked, red reptilian eyes scanning the inside. âIs Hajime in the kitchen?â
âHe is. Heâs preparing food for lunch. Though I am not sure what.â Nagito waited until every scale was indoors before closing the glass door. âPlease make yourselves at home. Let me know if thereâs anything you need.â He pointed to a large crate near the fireplace. âAnd the vials are over there if you want them, Izuru. Clean and organized and ready for use.â
âExcellent,â the black mamba stated. âI shall do it before I leave.â
The reason for the vials was so that Izuru could inject venom into them. He produced a lot, being a black mamba. And he had decided to donate his venom to antivenom research. He didnât need all of it, so he figured he might as well give it to someone who could use it. Proof of his change of heart on humans. Well, some of them. He definitely wasnât planning on going out into the open.
But putting that thought aside, he went over to a room on the side and opened it up. âThereâs more pillows in here. We can cover the entire floor with them. So thereâs plenty. Grab what you need.â
Chiaki slithered in, grabbing an armload and carefully maneuvered out. âSoft. And comfy. You always have the best stuff.â
Nagito scratched the back of his neck. âIâm glad you approve. I want my guests to have the best.â
Chiaki dumped her armload on the ground, then turned to look at him. âHey, about your offer⌠have you changed your mind? Are you sure it wouldnât be a problem?â
Nagito shook his head. âThereâs plenty of space and I have no shortage of money for food and other items you may need. If you want to, you may stay here like Hajime. You can have more opportunities to play games. I know you like them.â
Chiaki smiled. âI do. They are fun.â She glanced back at Izuru, who nodded to her. She returned to looking at Nagito. âThen yes. I accept.â
The human clapped his hands. âWonderful! I can place orders for whatever you would like in your room. And Iâm sure Hajime can give you a hand in setting things up.â
âI heard that! Are you volunteering me for work?â the brown naga shouted from the kitchen before entering the living room with his hands on his hips.
Nagito grinned at him. âOh, donât take it that way. Itâs just that you are so strong and smart and wonderful. I thought you would be well suited for the task.â
Hajime blushed. âNagito! Cool it with the compliments!â He sighed and looked over to his friend and sibling. âSo Chiakiâs moving in? Good to have you. Iâll be sure to show you around if you get lost. Itâs a pretty big house. And Izuru? Youâre sure you are okay with her leaving the forest?â
The taller naga shrugged. âIt is fine. I can handle myself well on my own. My visits here will be more frequent now, but I do enjoy living out in the trees.â
Hajime and Nagito each gave him a nod in understanding. The offer of housing had been extended to him as well. But he had politely turned it down. He enjoyed his pure freedom out there. And no one in this room wanted to take away his source of happiness.
Hajime cleared his throat. âWell, change of subject. The food is in the ovens. They will take about two hours to bake. So we can relax while we wait.â
Chiaki got a mischievous look in her eyes. âDoes that meanâŚ?â
Hajime nodded, also looking mischievous. âOperation Puddle shall now commence.â
Nagito was very confused. âWait. What is-â
He didnât have time to finish his question. He felt Izuru wind his arms around his midsection, raising him up and off the ground. He was lifted high up, the mamba tail allowing for Izuru to ascend to great heights. Nagito froze, holding tight to the arms around him.
Down below, he saw blurry shapes as Hajime and Chiaki moved quickly. There seemed to be an unspoken signal when they were ready, as Izuru lowered him back down. He was soon surrounded by warm snake tails of brown, pink, and black. It was incredibly warm and comfortable. Hajimeâs head was on his left shoulder, Chiakiâs was on his right. And Izuru had laid his human torso on top of his legs.
âAh, so this is what you meant by Operation Puddle,â he said, causing the nagas to smile.
âWe are all going to rest. And that means you are too. You arenât going to run yourself ragged while everyone is here. This ensures that,â Hajime explained with a smirk. He closed his eyes soon after, settling in for a nap. Chiaki and Izuru followed suit. Soon the human was the only one awake.
He laid there in the middle of the circle of snake tails, staring up at the ceiling. If he had told his past self that this would happen, he was sure he would not believe it. Gaining the trust of not one, but three nagas? And all cared about him?
He sighed happily as he got comfortable. If this was a dream, he certainly didnât want to wake up.
Masterpost
No one has sent me any photos of their pet snakes (I do not mean dick pics I mean the serpentes of the world)
Snakes have no bad angles, prove me wrong

I didn't know they could do that. Huh.

Medusa Instagram: michaelyoungart
i saw a snake today and i havenât seen a live one in ages so that was super awesome! it was a big eastern racer. we stared at each other through the window and then it yawned and slithered away. coolest experience ever


I've been calling garter snakes GARDEN SNAKES my entire life and I only just learned their real name. To me I think they will always be garden snakes :)

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BASH OF THE TITANS !