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thaltro · 2 months
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Happy late birthday bitch. I’m in love with you.
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andaboop · 7 months
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Reap what you sowed in life through death🩸
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shadowvestal · 1 year
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Oh girl it’s you that I lie with, as the atom bomb locks in 💀
PRINTS AVAILABLE HERE ON INPRNT !!!
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extrajigs · 1 year
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Some bats of the Atlantic! Four main types and their range in the scab layers. 
All are derived from the vampire bat, who actually did really well when the ocean turned to blood. (Wonder why)
1. Brat. A fun little fellow who spends their life scampering around on the crust layer of the scab fields, burrowing(eating) themselves a little hidey hole whenever they fancy. Brats are numerous and don’t worry about much else but predation and rain, which often kills a big chunk of their population at a time. They have solved this by pumping out babies like its nobodies business. In two and a half months a female can gestate, nurse, and wean four little babies to run out into the world. Very cute
2. Clotmole. These bats live solely below the layer of crust, tunneling through their home/food source with eyes buried below their skin. They are pretty lazy, slow going creatures who don’t have much to worry about at all. Only making sure they don’t burrow out into the unclotted blood of the sea. 
3. Lipo. A clotmole that has adapted to burrowing down further into the still soft portions of the scab. They primarily feed on the bits of fat that tend to accumulate on the bottom of scabbergs and are quite good swimmers! These guys have lost their eyes entirely and rely only on their whiskers to feel around for their food. They tend to eat with their hind legs still in their burrows, ready to pull themselves back up if danger arises. 
4. Ghoul. Having given up feeding exclusively on the blood around them, these guys prefer to go after the other things swimming around with them in the ichor. A favorite snack being their smaller brethren. They can return to eating the blood if needed for a time, but they cant sustain themselves on it for very long. Like the two above they also lack eyes and rely on touch and sound to get around. 
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rorah · 1 year
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When 3 hopes said they wanted to present Sothis as a Foe and be a threatening force of nature, I was expecting the Goddess going apeshit in a similar way Ashera did in Radiant Down. That would've been so awesome. But instead of taking her down, The lords have to seduce her vessel through food and charm, so you get forgiveness for Fodlan (?). No blood here, only sitcom and crap. lol Ok i ruined it but there's room for imagination everywhere. Anyway, I think Sothis possessing Byleth's body is kinda hot (?). But Byleth persevering last is best! Byleth my beloved, I would worship her💚✨
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finally a CUTE drawing of that gremlin.
but ive decided with the urging of my beta reader to also include the terrible and disturbing one that i ORIGINALLY tried to make that's...*well its lore accurate.* it's lore accurate. Edit: i should note this is lore accurate TO MY FANFICTION I have been informed that in fact, saying 'lore accurate' here makes it sound like this is just what Cannon Eichi is like, I assure you, cannonical Eichi does not have glowing eyes or giant teeth and is a much better adjusted human being than whatever this thing is- please dear non enstars fans, don't be scared he wont bite you! (i mean he might do other things he's still a terribly behaved person but biting isint his usual method of harming others) edit over but heres the cute one. I'm putting the creepy one (and a sketch of the cute one) under the cut so you don'thave to see it if you don't like things like blood or creepy teeth and stuff! basically a gremlin.
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and heres the little gremlin that I forgot I drew and jumpscared me while I was just trying to open krita. enjoy????? if you want to?
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What a smile...!
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madamefluffnstuff · 3 months
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Quelling the Beast
Fandom: Elder Scrolls Online
Pairing: Fennorian x Fem!Werewolf!Vestige, could be pre-romance or established relationship.
Rating: T
Warning(s): Werewolves, vampires, supernatural transformation, lots of blood, attempted assassination, angst, hurt/comfort themes, etc.
Words: 990
AN: Yes I *know* I have a request I need to finish, but after I saw our sweet Fennorian was coming back in the ESO reveal I had to go back and finish this one to celebrate.
This is actually one of the darker ones I've written, so just be cautious if blood isn't your thing. (Also Gwendis is a menace but I love her dearly. Bless.)
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The Gray Host ambush was just that- an ambush. Masterfully planned and executed, Verandis' protégé and the Vestige were caught completely off guard. House Ravenwatch fought valiantly, and with the Vestige at their side it seemed to be going well. Until Fennorian tried to help Gwendis as a tag team and they both were sent flying back.
The Vestige snapped and let the bloodlust take over. Hircine's gift ripped through her as the beast inside roared in her ears. Only one thing on her mind: Save them.
When things calmed down somewhat, and no more Gray Host to be seen, the Vestige stood in the middle of the room in all her werewolf glory. Covered in blood, cuts, gashes, and flecks of robes, most people would be terrified and run the opposite direction. Not Fennorian.
"Listen to me- listen to me- It's all right, you're fine," he tried to soothe her. He knew he was taking a huge risk approaching her in her werewolf form when she was still coming down from the blood rush. If she spooked or snapped... He didn't want to think about it.
Her chest heaved as she panted, hard. Glowing yellow eyes with dangerously thin pupils bored into him. Deep, low warning growls rumbled in her ribcage. Every muscle in her body was visibly tensed, ready to either fight or flee.
When she didn't attack, Fenn took a tentative step forward, palms up. And another. And another. Until he was standing directly in front of the Vestige, his eyes level with hers. The intensity of her powerful gaze tested his nerves. But he was determined to help her.
Slowly, cautiously, the vampire wrapped his arms around the werewolf's neck. The sickly sweet smell of the blood on her maw nearly made him ill. Had he not just recently fed, he might have been in trouble with so much of it so close to his face.
"It's all right, my friend," he whispered. "You're safe. We're safe. I'm here. I've got you..."
Nobody moved. No one dared to breathe. The only sound was the Vestige's heavy exhalations and growling. Fennorian began gently moving his hands back and forth in her fur, rubbing her shoulders. As he did, he tried to talk to her again. If he could just get through to her-
"You don't have to fight them anymore," he murmured into her thick fur, "You defeated them. We're safe. Myself, Gwendis, Adusa.. We're all safe..."
Suddenly he felt his words starting to work- the werewolf's shoulders physically relaxed and she let out a guttural sigh.
"Please, you don't have to do this. Just- just come back to m- us-" Fennorian's voice cracked painfully as he pleaded with her.
It was Gwendis who saw it before Fenn felt it: the Vestige's knees starting to shake, threatening to give out. In a puff of black mist, she disappeared and reappeared next to her brother. The wood elf vampire sprinted to Fenn's opposite side and helped him in supporting their lycan companion.
And not a moment too soon- the Vestige's knees finally gave out and she collapsed into, and onto, them. She let out a strangled choking sound as Fennorian and Gwendis cushioned her fall. Fenn's heart nearly broke as he listened to her whimpering and whining, her wolven body shaking as the blood rush finally dissipated.
"It's all right, friend. Take it easy," Gwendis ran her hands through the Vestige's coarse, smokey gray fur. "You did amazing, you did that all by yourself," a smile was evident in her voice as she tried her own soothing words.
The Vestige tried to stand up, but her spent and exhausted body just couldn't support itself right now. Her lycanthropic form took so much from her with this battle. She felt a pair of arms under her chin and they gently rested on someone's lap. She glanced up and locked eyes with Fennorian. He could see her tired, dull yellow eyes, lacking the primal glow from earlier.
Adusa-daro decided it was safe enough to make herself known. Just like Gwendis, the Khajiiti vampire disappeared in a cloud of black mist and joined her siblings. "This one is impressed, Fennorian. I was not sure you would be able to bring her back."
He continued stroking the Vestige's fur and sighed, "Truth be told, neither did I. I'm not sure how I did it."
"Well, he did," Gwendis piped in, also petting the pacified werewolf. "And he did a damn fine job. You should be proud of yourself, Fennorian."
He nodded, his gaze never leaving the Vestige. "We have to get her back home. She's hurt and needs help."
The ladies nodded. "I can arrange for transportation. Discreet transportation," Gwendis said. "You stay here with her, Fenn."
"This one will go ahead and let Verandis know. He can set up a room for her to rest," Adusa offered up.
Fennorian, more or less on autopilot, nodded again. "I'll stay here with her. Keep an eye on her."
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Gwendis rounded the hallway corner and knocked on the door. She waited. Fennorian didn't answer. She knocked again. Still no answer. A twist of the doorknob showed the door wasn't even locked. As it swung open, she poked her head in.
Fenn was sitting on the bed, propped against the headboard, sound asleep, with the Vestige. She had since reverted back from her werewolf transformation, though she was in the same position she fell asleep in: her big, furry head resting in Fenn's lap, one arm around his torso. His own arm, which had been on her back while she was a werewolf, was now draped across her human shoulders.
His sister couldn't help but smile as she quietly closed the door. They'd be fine. And she knew Fenn would tear apart anyone who touched the Vestige. She'd leave them be for now.
The playful teasing she'd give them later, however, was another story.
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necromeowncy · 1 year
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"I'm not scared," G'raha whispered into the darkness. The vampire bent down to lick that bare expanse of throat, offered to him willingly. "You should be," he replied, and bit down.
NEW WoL x G'raha fic: Hunger. Read it here: Archive of Our Own
Vampire AU! My elezen WoL is a reluctant recluse of a vampire. G'raha Tia is an historian who wishes to know more about the past, as well as the man who lived it. They strike a bargain, bound in blood, and uncover secrets better left hidden. Slowburn vampire romance. Blood-sucking nerd meets history nerd. They fall in love. Things get spicy sometimes. But also fluffy.
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uhpocalypse9000 · 2 years
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he’s probably been soaking in there for a couple hours
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l1ttl3b4byblu3 · 6 months
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" They will get their execution . . I will get my freedom . "
I r o n _ L u n g
S u b j e c t - - T h e C o n v i c t
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gaycicada · 10 months
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!!Big Gore Warning!!
So NOBODY told me that Harrow’s body fucking falls apart at the end of Nona, NOBODY!! This happened last time in gtn when I had Cytheria’s betrayal spoiled for me before I even started reading the damn book but I heard NOTHING about her hacking up her own LUNG after being EXPLODED BY SEX PAL.
I’ve seen ALL of the Nona finally art, ALL the Alecto/Harrow kiss art/comics, but NO SIGN of Harrowhark’s body ACTUALLY FALLING APART AT THE SEAMS ACUTE RADIATION POISONING STYLE
…So I have taken matters into my own hands cuz that scene was COOL
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moonjellybeans · 10 months
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Anyone else play Fear and Hunger? I'm a little obsessed with all the ways you can die and get mauled. Not for the weak of heart, for sure.
I got a bunch of texture brushes I couldn't resist using for this <3
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extrajigs · 1 year
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caught a really bad flu during my holiday travels. managed to get something sketched. more blood ocean fun. this time with a whale! 
Derived from bowheads they still filter feed, though they swapped from krill to swimming swarms of ticks. Most sea life did not survive the swap so all new things swimming around. These guys managed to survive with some slight modifications. They have huge growths of keratin on their head to help them bust through the scab layer. And they’ve also lost their eyes since blood is hard to see through. Still, they managed to stay pretty normal with the transition! 
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Selfie!
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mxwhore · 3 months
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the tess is freaked out
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kukkirankindon · 4 days
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Pillow. :33
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