Succubus of the Hive  
by WhiteNoiseGhost
 
An ink doodle I made of Hybris when I fell ill. This kind of thing is what I imagine to happen right when her male victim starts to notice there’s something very…. off about the mare he is sharing his bed with. Hybris throws him to the side, and when he recovers from his fall, that is what he will see: the true identity of a mare he almost loved. A foul, cruel changeling with both a carapace and heart black as night, sharp and love-syphoning fangs bared and her expression wild like a predator.
 
“I am Hybris, your new Queen.”