Merry Christmas!

 

Flaunting the Goods

 

Xyro at times prefer to lounge about. Xyro at times prefer to bask about. Either way, he'll always find an excuse to flaunt his goods.

Within The Walls

 

The palace is known for its thick walls made of heavy stones. But little does it do when it comes to quieting the annual ritual.

"Happy Birthday" Panted the warrior, in between his roars.

Lecherous Debauchery

 

When the love of his life melded with the flesh,

When the love of his life turned into the monster,

Nothing else was left but to resist.

But resistance gave way to debauchery.

Every part of the body, used and abused.

My Son

 

This here be my son, Alexander. 

A Keeper he be.

'Proud of 'im I be.

I can't stop loving you, my boy.

The Uncropped version:

Catching Waves

 

Even the ferocious and the ruthless Captain Razorshard needs a break.

Catch of the Day

"Braxis's Butchery" the sign read. 

"Welcome! Got a full spread of the finest from the seven seas!" said the owner.

Just had to pick the pectoral. Something about it made it look so... Savory.

Rekindling

He always spoke of his Elder in such high regard. "The one to have given me the blessings to become great." Moving the drapes aside, there he was, rekindling with his sire. 

Heatwave

"Fleet Admiral Roh, A moment. Chief Engineer is reporting in."

He tapped the mute setting on the panel rendered in front of him. A hand on the visor of the cap, fanning himself softly.

"Fleet Admiral Tau, Repairs for the Environmental Controls are on the way. Estimated time of completion will be-"

"Chief Engineer, I ordered you to send the report digitally. Not orally."

"Adm. Tau, with all due respect... I just wanted to see you again."

"Chief Engineer, don't let the heat get to your head. Keep it in your trousers and please finalize the repairs on environmental controls." 

Nerds Can Be Buff Too

 Just because he's spending almost every waking hour in the belly of the beast, doesn't mean he's a push over. Watch yourself, mate.

Theobromine

 Head the Warnings of a mad alchemist.

The food of gods are not meant for the mortal flesh.

Will You Marry Me?

It's been almost 40 years since then. But they still remember the first time the two laid eyes on each other. Embarrassing, but most proposals are. 

"I asked her to marry me."

"And...?

"She said yes. Hellu'van Angel she is."

Good Bye, Yellow

17 happy and cheerful years. 5:55PM, January 2nd, 2020. The beloved Yellow, has passed. You'll be missed kitty cat. Thank you for raising me.