#Ruthless Hellhounds

[monsterfuckerconfessions]

I just woke up from such a hot dream-- I've never had anything like it-- and I can still feel how wet and throbbing I am as I write this.

I dreamed I was a dog-like beast of some kind-- an enormous dog, I thought at first, but then realized I must be a hellhound, because of the girl. I was tied to her soul and she couldn't get rid of me. Every time she slept I would be there.

At first I was just around her, in the bedroom, growling on the bed, but then I realized... I could fuck her. That was a thought I had in the dream. And then the rest of the dream was about brutally raping this woman as a massive hellhound.

I leapt on top of her and trapped her underneath my weight, humping furiously as she screamed, and my cock caught on the rim of her asshole and I forced it in, splitting her tight little virgin ass open. She screamed and screamed as my cock slid in, endless inches of slick red shaft. It was thick and she was tight and it was so fucking good.

I was so horny, so desperate to have my cock all the way in that I didn't care about her pain-- in fact, it made me harder-- and I slammed into her over and over again, trying to force my cock in balls deep. I ground down, shoving my cock in so deep that it unbent her colon, sliding into her guts and stretching them out, and when I was finally in I fucked her like that, ruthlessly raping her guts so hard she could feel it moving in her belly.

It was hot and furious and selfish and greedy, and it fractured the way dreams do, with the scene breaking and skipping forward and back. I had to catch and pin her repeatedly, force my way into her body over and over, sometimes fucking her ass and sometimes her cunt. Sometimes she was on her back and I had a human-enough mouth to suck on her tits, but mostly she was face-down and shrieking into the bed as I ravaged her asshole.

And then something shifted as I realized I'd been raping this woman in her sleep for years. Surely she was used to it by now, wasn't she? And the next time I climbed on the bed and on top of her, my massive body covering her naked one, she just moaned and whimpered.

You know me, I said, somehow. You know what this is. You like it by now, don't you? Let me show you what I like best. It wasn't conscious; it was just what my brain said, as the hellhound. I knew she would hate enjoying it and I wanted to make her cum.

I grabbed her hips with paw-hands and slid my cock into her cunt. My entire weight forced it in so deep I must have been in her womb, making her whimper. When I fucked her deep and slow like that, I knew her clit was rubbing on the bed underneath. This is good, I said, or like this-- and I lifted her hips up, driving in faster and harder, humping her like the dog I was and making her feel like she was an animal too.

But it's best like this, I thought, and dragged her backward to the edge of the bed so she was bent over it, knees on the floor, and I lined up my cunt-wet cock with her asshole and impaled her all the way, slow and ruthless, making her whimper and beg for me to stop even as it made her clit throb.

It was the best way to rape her, to get all the way in, to go balls deep on every stroke and fuck up her guts as much as possible-- and to finally get my knot in, I realized. Pumping her ass slow and hard, I felt my knot growing. Felt her thighs shaking as she got closer to cumming, whimpering with humiliated shame at being ass-fucked into orgasm by a hellhound.

Just like that, I growled, setting my teeth in her shoulder, holding her hips in my paws so I could thrust in every inch, popping my knot in and out and rubbing her clit on the bed-- because we were so close to cumming and her clit was my clit, my cock was her cock, both wanting nothing more than to use her asshole until she orgasmed so hard her toes curled, until my balls exploded and I pumped her guts full of endless hot cum, thrusting and humping and fucking her through it until every drop was out, every bit spent, my cock left soft and throbbing with pleasure as it slowly slid out of her used, ruined hole...

(and then I woke up.)

.

#monsterfucker confessions

[anxiousnerdwritings]

Oh my god you don’t know this but your hellhound hybrid idea is so similar to my dumb self indulgent Batfam self insert who was born Damian’s twin, ran away, was caught and created in a lab using parts from a fox to be a killing machine, transforms into a fox werewolf every new moon or whenever they’re deprived of natural light, runs away to Gotham and is taken in by red hood. It’s so lame but I’m so excited we’re both on the same page eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!

Great minds think alike as they say🥰. But that really is funny though. I like the sound of yours. It fits a lot with the whole Damian’s twin saga. Especially if Talia basically sold twin!Reader to be experimented on. Oh, the absolute resentment the Reader would have towards their mother more than normal. Not only that but Ra’s Al Ghul’s reaction to finding out that Talia did such a thing to his beloved grandchild would be utterly terrifying and he’d be very inclined to put his own daughter through the exact same grueling treatment his grandchild went through so she can truly feel what she forced upon her own child. Also, Foxtrot sounds really good and honestly so cute. Like, it puts the Reader’s foes in a false sense of security thinking cute little Foxtrot is coming their way only for them to be met with a literal feral killing machine.

For the Hellhound one, I really like the thought of a Superboy kind of situation happening where Lex Luthor used both his and Superman’s DNA to make Superboy but instead a lab uses Sabertooth and Wolverine’s DNA spliced together to make a perfect and ruthless killing machine. Maybe even going as far as having Sabertooth actually train the Reader and basically take on a mentor/paternal role for the Reader. I can imagine the Reader being made up with the mutations of some other X-men/marvel characters. Maybe even being able to copy powers/abilities of whoever or at the very least being able to build up an immunity to whatever is used against them making them pretty much indestructible.

I also have a kind of wholesome thought of Sabertooth and Wolverine working together to save their Hellhound bby. Even if the wholesomeness doesn’t last long at least they were willing to somewhat work together to get to the Reader. I mean it’s the thought that counts right? Even if the execution isn’t perfect.

#anxious answers #yandere dc concept #yandere marvel concept #yandere concept

[weepinwriter]

“I will deny you death until you beg for it”

Here's my MC with his pet cat, Pixie! His name is Zhenya 'Zhen' Bogdanov. Though his enemies rather know him as 'Psikh Bogdanov'.

Because of his soft looks and polite demeanour Zhenya is often misunderstood to be a pushover by people who aren't very familiar with him. However for those who do, they know that he is anything but one. He's a softie around his family members and friends, but Zhenya's reputation as a ruthless individual sometimes far precedes his own family's. The people in the underworld often refer to him as a 'Psikh' (which basically means a madman or asshole in Russian) all because of his utter callousness when dealing with people and the extent of his ruthlessness. It is an unspoken rule in the underworld not to provoke him in case the 'nuclear bomb' goes off again. He looks up to his Grandfather and Uncle a lot (they're practically his role models) and he hopes to become the head of the Morozov family and bring it to new heights, although that might take a while considering he's busy with a rat (cough the killer cough) on the run. Plus despite his high ambitions Zhenya has a very bad habit of procrastinating things all the time if he doesn't find them interesting and running away frequently to hide in a cat cafe (psh the benefits of being a pampered kid i tell ya). Because of his strange obsession with cats and just felines in general, one can often see him cuddling on the couch with a shadow tiger (imagine instead of shadow hellhounds we have shadow tigers :D). Also he loves his pet ragdoll, Pixie with his whole being so to be given the chance to hold her should be considered an honour. The only ones who have been given this honour are Ash, Luka, and Rin.

Zhenya also likes reading books (though most of them are either horrifying fairy tales from the grimm brothers and the likes or manuals related to medieval torture methods, don't question him about it he'll simply call them necessary for scientific reasons, whatever they mean), trying out new kinda of foods (his favourites are the spicy and sour kind) and gatdening to a certain extent. Looking at his hobbies no one would believe that he is the heir of one of the biggest families in Elysium City (and that's exactly what he wants you to think). He's the living embodiment of 'looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill you'.

(psshhhhh sorry for the bad lighting tho! I hope you like him ^^ @vendetta-if )

#vendetta if #vendetta artworks #mc art #if vendetta #if game #interactive play #cyoa #choice of games #interactive fiction #superpowers

[chuuyrr]

love at first heal

bungo stray dogs x scarlet witch! reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible bungo stray dogs spoilers. mentions of scarlet witch's powers. subtle reference to mcu's infinity war. akutagawa falling in love but he's a bit in denial lolol

╰➤ PAIRING(s): akutagawa ryunosuke

╰➤ SYNOPSIS: in which you are assigned to a mission with akutagawa ryunosuke by the port mafia boss. akutagawa gets severely injured and is stubborn about it, but you heal him anyway, and he is astounded that someone as ruthless and strong as you can be so gentle and kind. full request.

akutagawa has a black and white "survival of the fittest" worldview, with the strong ideal that weak people should die and be replaced by stronger ones. he is not afraid of pain or defeat. he's also merciless, blunt, and incredibly stubborn, making him the self-proclaimed port mafia's black-fanged hellhound.

but, if there was another person akutagawa believed to be as powerful as port mafia executive nakahara chuuya, or even more powerful, it would be you—[surname] [name].

the ability user who is feared by both allies and enemies, the harbinger of chaos; the witch.

he doesn't think much of you. akutagawa believes you're just another member of the underground organization he frequently encounters, but that all changes when mori ougai summons both of you to his office.

as you enter the office a few minutes after him, akutagawa barely looks at you. he doesn't even bother greeting you after you've said hello to him. it was nothing at all.

you're just another subordinate; another mafioso in the organization. akutagawa is definitely not thinking about how you could easily win dazai's favor if he was still here and knew what you can and would do given your dangerous ability.

"i have called the two of you here for an important assignment," mori explained, placing a few papers on his desk to show you and akutagawa, "you two will be on the frontlines. as you know, the black order is one of the mafia's enemies, and they are after the mind stone that we have recently smuggled."

you lifted your hand and to use your red psionics to grab the papers and read them while passing the others to akutagawa, who quietly accepted it back and read them.

"the mission you have along with the rest is simple: protect the mind stone and get rid of the black order," mori explained, clasping his gloved hands together.

as soon as the assignment was given to you, you and akutagawa went to the expected area of attack from the black order based on mori's deduction, while the rest of the black lizard and port mafia subordinates scattered outside, carrying firearms with the intent to protect and kill.

"tsk, they should be here any minute now," you warned akutagawa, stopping in your tracks and straightening your posture as you felt multiple presences entered the parameters, "on your guard, akutagawa."

"you don't need to tell me that," scoffed akutagawa, finally looking at you with his arms folded across his chest.

despite your warning to your partner for this mission, turbulence in the air was something you and akutagawa failed to notice right away as you looked around. only when you snapped your head did you notice a spear stabbing akutagawa straight across the stomach at blinding speed.

"a-ack!" gurgled akutagawa, immediately activating rashomon and shooting black tendrils of his coat to attack his pursuer, but the cloaked person jumped aback with their spear fast.

"akutagawa!" you screamed, and before you could dart towards him and use your red psionics, you were blasted by a similar repulsive force of energy.

you grunted, feeling it burn through your clothes and pierce your skin painfully, but you ignored it as your red psionics immediately pulled you back up. you acted quickly, already making your way towards akutagawa, watching him fight his pursuer while activating a force field around yourself to protect yourself from your own opponent who was tailing you.

"stay back and focus! i don't need your help, witch!" akutagawa yelled as he wiped the blood from his chin.

you scoffed at akutagawa's stuborness, but who were you to judge him? this was who he really was. without any choice, you reluctantly left and let him be before confronting your own opponent, mentally noting the healing of akutagawa as soon as you see the effect of his wound on him. even though he could be a pain in the ass, he was still your ally; your partner.

you faced the other enemy who arrived with the cloaked figure you recognized as midnight from the information mori provided you both. you engaged your opponent in hand-to-hand combat while using your red psionics, dodging swings and jabs with quick and light feet.

you effortlessly used the wall as a boost before leaping to evade the spear that was thrown at you at blinding speed, but you quickly stumbled back as your opponent landed a high-jump drop kick and felt your shoulder get wounded as your opponent returned the spear to themselves.

you clutched your shoulder, breathing heavily, and began to use your red psionics to patch yourself up when your gaze was drawn away from your opponent to see akutagawa's state. your eyes widened as you saw him gravely injured, barely standing with trembling knees and clutching his bloodied stomach and other arm.

the black order was unquestionably skilled. they were as stealthy as gin, akutagawa's sister. given how quick and almost silent they were as assassins, you and akutagawa failed to even prevent them from ambushing you both earlier.

but you and akutagawa were members of the port mafia, and you despised seeing your partner and allies in such a state. you moved quickly forward, your power augmenting your speed, as you blasted an abnormally large red psionic at your opponent, eventually sending them flying together with the damn spear.

you positioned yourself protectively in front of akutagawa, extending both of your hands, one aligned to your arm, blazing red psionics seeping from your fingertips as you made a direct shot of another abnormally large blast of red to akutagawa's opponent.

"oi, didn't i tell you to stay back, witch?" scowled akutagawa, his knees weakly buckled to the floor.

"throw all the insults you want, akutagawa. i am not going to let you die out here," you retorted, your eyes glowing red as you locked your gaze on his harsh gaze.

"i don't need your help. i already told you, i'm fi—ACK!" you instantly recoiled as he got cut off.

your eyes widened with concern as akutagawa violently wheezed, causing him to stop applying pressure to his exposed wounds, which turned out to be more serious than you had anticipated.

"akutagawa," you muttered in a whisper as your eyes began glowing into a menacing red color.

with your raw emotions now amplifying your ability, a massive repulsive force of red psionics emerged from you and it immediately seized the black order assassins you and akutagawa were facing, as well as the rest of the black order members who had now arrived on the scene to ambush you and him altogether, just as they were about to attack you with their respective weapons at blinding speed.

the sight of you standing there frozen still as your red psionics violently constrict the black order and cut through them like nothing widened akutagawa's eyes—it was something he could describe as ability on autopilot.

red painted the atmosphere, both psionics and blood splurging around you and him like a splash of red color on a canvas with bodies crumbling and falling like rain.

everything was red instead of black and white, and finally, akutagawa recognizes you as someone rather than a mere nothing or a simple subordinate or protege of nakahara chuuya bearing the monstrosity of a witch. it was almost as if he was seeing colors for the first time.

you knelt down to his height as he was on his knees on the floor, but the ingrained memory of you using your ability for chaos and havoc caused akutagawa to flinch. despite his obvious reluctance, your hands still held him.

you were already using your red psionics again before akutagawa could react and have his rashomon seize you. his eyes widened as he felt his deep wounds gradually stitch up and glow red, similar to your eyes and hands.

"you should never put your life in danger like this again," you said calmly as your fingers interlocked and twitched incoherently to put your magic to work.

akutagawa's eyes narrowed at your words, but he quickly stopped speaking when you continued talking, "i know, it feels weird, and that's because i'm sewing up damage at a molecular level."

akutagawa's eyes widened, and the next thing you know, he was speaking again, "you just... read my mind..."

"yes, i can, apart from getting into people's heads to control them like kyusaku," you explained before returning your gaze to his wounds, "anyway, stay put for me, okay? your wounds are deeper than i expected."

normally, akutagawa would have acted out by now. he most certainly should have.

because if there was one thing he despised, it was being the weaker person and having his most private thoughts and feelings exposed. but for the time being, all akutagawa could do was stare at you and stay put as you told him to.

the proximity between you and him was making his chest twinge in an oddly good way, just like the sensation of being patched up by your red psionics.

he took advantage of the opportunity to see you this close while you were focused on healing him. akutagawa's gaze was drawn to the way your brows were furrowed and your face contorted into such intense concentration that you were subconsciously biting your bottom lip.

damn. you were practically glowing and mesmerizing, especially with the light from your red psionics illuminating you.

akutagawa immediately shut his eyes. you weren't reading his thoughts right now, were you? because if you were, he wouldn't know what to do, especially now that he's seriously injured. this should not have happened to him, yet here he was, admiring you.

"are you okay? does it hurt?" you inquired, seeing as akutagawa had his eyes closed and his face slightly scrunched up.

as akutagawa opened his eyes, he did not see the witch that everyone was terrified of. instead, he saw you. akutagawa saw [surname] [name]; someone he didn't expect to be as gentle and kind given your ruthless, captivating yet manipulative allure as a mafioso and an executive's subordinate and protege.

"i'm.. just resting my eyes.." akutagawa replied quietly, his voice tame instead of harsh, "and it doesn't hurt. i can't even feel it.."

"i'll be done in a minute. i'll have you feeling better in no time, akutagawa," you said with a smile on your lips as you stared at him.

"tsk, you don't have to do that. i can get myself checked back at the headquarters later," akutagawa exclaimed, his gaze drawn away from you, "you should save your energy. i doubt that was the rest of the black order, [name]."

this time, your eyes widened in surprise.

akutagawa called you by your name, and it wasn't just any name. instead of calling you witch, he addressed you by your first name.

"oi, why are you looking at me like that?" akutagawa asked, almost scoffing, "you know, if you're tired, just stop. i can move now."

aside from that, he was suddenly incredibly time and surprisingly caring. did you just flip a switch on akutagawa, or did you hex him by accident with chaos magic? how strange.

"it's nothing... i was just trying to feel the other presences," you replied, blinking and returning your focus to his wounds.

"you better not be reading my damn mind again, you hear?" akutagawa clicked his tongue, clearly not believing your words, "or i'll cut you up myself using rashomon."

"you wouldn't do that," you countered immediately, your lips slowly curving into a smirk.

he asked, scoffing, "and how do you know that?"

"simply because i know you wouldn't," you replied, now fully-smirking as you finished healing him up, "but also because i can and will kill you just as you could kill me, ryunosuke."

akutagawa felt the twinge in his chest all over again with his heart skipping a beat.

you really were a bewitching being.

[ author's notes ! ok so yeah i haven't written for akutagawa in a long while, so i really hope this was okay. tried sticking with his character and avoiding portraying him out of character while also making him admire and fall for reader, which i honestly found challenging but quite fun to write :) thank you so so much for requesting and enjoy reading <3]

[ p.s. ! in this writing, reader is a mafia subordinate under the care of chuuya. i figured it would only make sense because of their said abilities and how they both turn/glow red lolol ]

#bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs imagines #akutagawa ryunosuke x reader #akutagawa x reader #bsd x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #bsd scenario #bsd scenarios #bsd imagines #bsd oneshot #bsd akutagawa #akutagawa x y/n #akutagawa x you #akutagawa ryuunosuke #bsd headcanons #bsd #bsd fluff #bsd drabble

[chaifootsteps]

Part 2 Abt the Satan one. I want Satan to absolutely despise Lucifer bc ‘he’s supposed to be the rule of all of hell, why is he thinking that sinners can be redeemed now? It’s so humiliating’ I want him to be the guys who’s just against of the things the characters want. I want him to put blitz and the others in their place saying ‘you’re all just imps/hellhounds, you even rank lower than sinners, what’s makes you think you can get somewhere with your pathetic little lives?’ While absolutely beating the shit outta them. I don’t want a big battle between stolas and Satan, i want satan to absolutely obliterate stolas to show him he’s no match for the king of wrath. I want him to have unjustified rage not a ‘oh I’m actually angry bc blahblahblqh but actually inside I’m a softie🥺’ I want him to talk shit behind Lucifer’s back bc of how corny and cringe and cowardly Lucifer is as the king of hell. I want him to despise everyone but only tolerate them bc they’re just there. I wanna have a well-written guy with anger issues who’s not always talking about sex like ‘oh yeah I was so mad one time, I forced someone to have sex with me bc I was just that mad’ no let him be a gentleman but is still as ruthless and hateful he should be, he wouldn’t support/do rape bc it’s below him (he thinks the succbi and incubi are annoying)

He’s just someone who’s just always seething all the time, but is a good manipulator, knowing how huge his power is as the king of wrath he’d take it to his advantage. Not a ‘AHHH IM MAD SO IM LOUD ALL THE TIME’ just someone who’s seething furiously inside but still gets to shout once a while. Pls viv don’t over do ur fucking characters just this once.

PLS IM BEGGING U DO SOMETHING RIGHT WITH THAT SMOOTH HARD BRAIN U HAVE MEDRANO🙁🙏

This one too.

#Anonymous #viv stuff #actual blog post

[drakebigshep]

Hexar, son of Cerberus

A ruthless, murderous and sadistic hellhound. His motives are an enigma and many who sought him out to ask never returned- all that's known is he claims to 'guide lost souls' to his father.

Posted using PostyBirb

#fat #d&d #furry #hellhound #belly #fatfur

[top-shelf-tender]

22 (Starter Call Meme)

{{for  a  celebratory  starter.}}

Husk was in high spirits this evening, having just cleaned up in a poker game he’d been invited to by some local hellhounds. It had been so long since Husk had a win in any sense of the word that he’d almost forgotten that feeling. This called for a celebration.

As chance would have it, the bartender found himself in Visage’s domain. She was a newer Overlord, but one Husk respected for being equal parts ruthless to her enemies and fair to her employees. They would have made quite a team if he had remained in power. As Husk continued down the strip of carnal pleasures, one particularly popular establishment caught his eye: Kingdom Cum, the sign read.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this was Visage’s base of operations. Husk didn’t personally frequent such establishments, but he figured at the very least, he could stop in for some drinks and to find out what the hype was about.

#visage-of-hell rp #oc rp

[visage-of-hell]

(Starter for @hazbinned: There was no mistaking how utterly dangerous--indeed, downright stupid--this plan was ... and yet, all the same, Visage found herself walking up to the front door of Valentino's studio. There was no guarantee that he would even give her the time of day and not merely kill her on the spot, right then and there. While she had reached out in advance to vaguely elude to her intended proposition ... who was to say the other Overlord's 'invitation' was genuine? All the easier to lure her into a trap. The only thing the hellhound could do was hope that the moth's greed superseded his desire to gain a tactical advantage over a hated rival. Steeling herself, she pushed open the door and set foot inside the porn studio for the very first time. It was ... everything she expected it to be and somehow more--but in the worst possible way. In her brief forays into the living mortal world, she had seen a few areas that strongly resembled this, and the stink in the air was much the same... Desperation. For money, sex, drugs, approval from ruthless employers, fame, for a freedom that would never come so long as they remained bound to their vices. Or, in this more literal case ... bound to him. It took all of Visage's self-restraint to not let the revulsion that she felt show in her expression. Instead, her brow only furrowed into a faint scowl as she approached someone who appeared to work on set. "Here to see Valentino ... I called ahead. He's expecting me."

#Threads: TeethSharpAndShe'sReadyToGo #hazbinned #Hope this works! <3

[atlas-library]

okay so i just wanna ramble about my inuokko fic, raw, since i'm taking years to write anything anyway :D

spoilers kinda?? below the cut?? i'm brainstorming half of it ngl so yeah idk open it at your own risk

the premise is basically this: this is set in japan, in our current decade. yuuta is financially poor, rents a lame apartment and still gets evicted from it. despite the law saying you need to give a 6-month notice, no one would apparently care about poor people (coughs am i being smooth enough with the social commentary coughs), so yuuta is given two weeks to find a new job and a new place to live. keep in mind, yuuta couldn't afford high school (you need to pay for high school in japan), his mom is clearly nowhere to be seen, and he always fails his job interviews.

ofc there's also an entire thing going on with food and sexual desire. yuuta struggles with both, they're linked to the entire story since food is actually used as a metaphor for other topics. ANYWAY this is so messy, i'm not trying to make it sound perfect so whatever.

yuuta does find a job!! he's going to be part of the cleaning staff at the sugawara palace, which is heavily inspired from the palais garnier in france: basically a school for opera singers, actors and ballet dancers, that also hosts actual shows. yuuta can have his own room at the palace, although hidden from the students, and that's just too good of an opportunity to pass on.

during his first day at work, yuuta is ignored by the students and understands there's a world between him and them. there also seems to be some hierarchy going on, but he doesn't try to learn about it. near the end of his shift, when there's only one room left to clean, he sees people inside and checks by the window: it's two persons, fucking inside the room. yuuta is shocked but can't look away; he locks eyes with the person on the receiving end. a violet gaze.

yuuta then realises that if he can see the person's eye colour, it means the person can also see him... and doesn't seem to mind, on the contrary. still, yuuta runs away to another corridor, and eventually hides until they're finished because he doesn't want to lose his job because he didn't clean a room. when he goes back inside the room, he finds a ticket with a qr code on a table. a party, in less than a week.

yuuta shoves it in his pocket, still haunted by the violet gaze.

the violet gaze is obviously toge's. toge and the main cast all have nicknames, since they are/were students at the palace and are/were part of the hierarchy going on.

naoya, former acting student and now toge's sponsor/manager. his nickname is mildew. he gets called like this because of his hair... and he isn't well-liked.

mei mei, former ballet student and now uraume's manager (uraume switched managers). her nickname is midas. she turns everything she touches to gold, a reference to how she made uraume popular again after their original fall.

uraume, former opera student and now one of the most popular and successful opera singers of this generation. their nickname is porcelain, because of their alabaster skin and their doll-like features. still, they're ruthless.

maki, ballet student in her 2nd year, and toge's friend. her nickname is hellhound because of how angry she always is. she's also seen as toge's guarddog.

nobara, opera student in her 1st year. she just arrived at the palace, from the countryside. she got given the nickname voodoo, mostly because she gives bad luck to people (whether on purpose or not).

noritoshi, opera student in his 3rd year. he was originally first on the podium, but toge dethroned him last year (noritoshi was his self-proclaimed mentor). his nickname was icarus, but after toge dethroned him he became vulture.

toge, opera student in his 2nd year. he dethroned noritoshi in his first year, and earned his nickname that way. his nickname is cannibal.

yuuta doesn't have a nickname at first, but toge quickly "claims" him (<- makes him his new pet/distraction), and refers to him as his new "morsel". thus, yuuta's nickname: morsel.

don't expect toge to be kind LOL the setting of the fic basically makes everyone a little bit terrible.

if i weren't lowkey scared of plagiarism (which is ridiculous since i don't even have a big following haha) i would share some notes from future chapters to show rather than tell toge's presence in the fic... but i guess i'll have to make another post about this.

#raw #blabla #brainstorming raw #inuokko #toge #yuuta #maki #nobara #noritoshi

[liamdunbarappreciation]

We want to say a huge and heartfelt Thank You to everyone who participated in Liam Dunbar Appreciation Week 2023! We received over 30 entries and couldn’t be happier to share them all with you here. All the creations were excellent and we were especially delighted by the volume of art made for this event. See more entries under the cut!

If we’ve missed a post, please send a message and we’ll add it.

Thank you for joining us in celebrating our favorite beta werewolf, and we look forward to hosting more events in the future!

Day I: The Sun, the Moon, the Truth / Emotions

A Little Less Lonely - fic by @wolfboy88

you’re frightened of your nature - edit by @metagalacticx

There’s So Much More to you - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Not Psychotic - fic by @neoghoulukaku

Day II: I'm Just That Good / Relationships

A Hero can be Anyone - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Play Me Something - fic by @wolfboy88

so i sat there - edit by @metagalacticx

Day III: I Fell in a Hole / Colors

Red - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Yellow - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Accidentally Yours - fic by @wolfboy88

white - moodboard by @metagalacticx

Day IV: I Can Be the Alpha... / Poetry/Lyrics

Let Me Get What I Want - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Haven’t Had a Dream in a Long Time - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Day V: Dealer's Choice / Alternative Universe

Language of Flowers: Gladiolus - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

a - edit by @metagalacticx

I’m Not Gonna Help You - art by @allyjostan

Head to Head with the Beast - art by @ruthless-rainbow

lil liam doodle - art by @allyjostan

Liam vs the Ghost Riders - art by @ruthless-rainbow

Liam Takes on the Hellhound - art by @ruthless-rainbow

Quagmire - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Being Clark Kent - art by @ruthless-rainbow

a2 - edit by @metagalacticx

Liam + Lacrosse - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

a handful of onyx - art by @metagalacticx

The First Beta - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Day VI: I'm His Flight Attendant / Fight

Friendship and Forgiveness - fic by @wolfboy88

You know, I Always Hated Mirrors - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Liam Dunbar - art by @sceptemver

Day VII: What? I Like History... / Fav Lines

I Know Who We Are - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

Alt: Hands, Pre-Series, Foils and Mirrors

Hands + Poetry - edit by @seemebaremyteethforyou

hands - edit by @metagalacticx

AO3 Collection

#liam dunbar #teen wolf #dylan sprayberry #LiamDunbarAppreciation #LiamDunbarWeek2023 #layden #thiam #briam #miam #sciam #liolan #likari

[hazbinned]

@stolsas

Angel's entire body ached. Of course it did. When did it not? After yet another ruthless eighteen-hour shift filled to the brim with everything he was thankful not to remember, all that the spider wanted to do was dilute everything even further, under heaps of drugs. Or drinks. Or whatever they had on hand in the nearest club— not like he was too picky at the moment.

Sinners (and the occasional imp and Hellhound) passed him by as he headed down the sidewalk, but he didn't pay attention to any of them. It was one of those nights where he didn't want to think about anything except where he was going, and the short-term relief that would follow. He even ignored the wolf-whistle someone across the street so 'kindly' decided to direct his way.

It was for the best, really. Angel could feel his blood beginning to boil— the next person he actually had to talk to might very well have an outburst on their hands.

At least he was able to get away from the obnoxious stranger without speaking a word. It looked like the club was across the street now, too.

If he could just get there without—

The spider tripped head-on into something furry. Feathery? It was a someone, and it was soft.

He hissed and spluttered, pushing them away like he had just stumbled into a spiderweb.

"You giant piece'a shit! Watch where you're goin'!" Angel spat, stepping around them to continue on his way. "I'm walkin' here!"

As he turned back toward the stranger and got a look at them— a really good look— his blood went cold.

That was no sinner. No imp or Hellhound, either. Not that the creature he'd just yelled at was incredibly intimidating on his own, (quite the opposite, in fact), but... the general aura surrounding him screamed "Hell royalty."

And that Angel Dust had just screwed up big time.

All his day needed, right?

"I'm— Oh, jeez, I'm s—" Angel, think fast. Switch it up. Use your tried and true method! "... Say, I didn't know there were gentleman types 'round here now. You come here often... ?"

A sultry purr slipped through his teeth, and he swayed his hips to and fro-- approaching the 'owl' again, this time on purpose and hoping to whatever higher power that was out there that this would work.

He could not add "get in trouble for cussing out royalty" to his itinerary for the day. It was rough enough already.

#stolas #♠️ : my effeminate fellow / angel dust. #{ This completely slipped my mind yesterday. APOLOGIES 🙏 } #{ Sorry it's long! You don't have to match. }

[the-hellhounds]

Jake Sim

Nov. 15, 2002

Australian/Korean

Hellhound

Hell hound age: ????

With being a new hell hound to join the pack, Jake knew he would need to become even more responsible.

"Don't get killed, mate." -Bang Chan

Ever since inheriting a hell hound as its vessel, Jake still struggles with full moons and super moons. He can be a true puppy like Jeno, but also ruthless like Kai when the time deems it.

Overall, a nice boy who is sweet to anyone and everyone.

Straight

Switch

Rut: 7th-14th

#jake 🔥 #Spotify

[unveilhq]

congratulations on your acceptance, jay, rhi, harrison, spoop, art & melli! please make sure you check the next steps here

d'pharaoh woon a tai, gay, genderfluid, they/them → isn’t that isa clarebridge? i’ve seen them hanging out with the familiars. i hear they’re 22, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 3 months. they seem to be resourceful & steadfast, but also irritable & sharp-tongued. 

carloto cotta, pansexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that leviathan rocha? i’ve seen them hanging out with the gorgons. i hear they’re 485, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 1 month. they seem to be independent & protective, but also melodramatic & vindictive. | icarus' first love

jake gyllenhaal, pansexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that joachim goldmann? i’ve seen them hanging out with the fairies. i hear they’re 402, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 1 month. they seem to be philosophical & efficient, but also selfish & defensive. it’s cool that they’re capable of rock / crystal magic with life-force manipulation! | florian's baby daddy / paxton's father 

timothy olyphant, pansexual, cis male + he/him → isn’t that gregory tully? i’ve seen them hanging out with the heretics. i hear they're 114, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 2 years. they seem to be calculating & ambitious, but also dry & dismissive. it’s cool that they’re capable of atmokinesis & geokinesis! | malachi's sire

leo woodall, bisexual + biromantic, cis man + he/him → isn’t that oswald "oz" michaels? i’ve seen them hanging out with the sirens. i hear they’re 28, but they’ve only been in alexandria for their entire life. they seem to be whimsical & alluring, but also unstable & cruel.

sebastian stan, pansexual + panromantic, trans man + he/him → isn’t that corvus stark? i’ve seen them hanging out with the sirens. i hear they’re 42, but they’ve only been in alexandria for a year. they seem to be assertive & vigilant, but also unyielding & hostile.

lee pace, homosexual, male + he/him → isn’t that james walsh? i’ve seen them hanging out with the kitsunes. i hear they’re 209, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 1 week. they seem to be loyal & reliable, but also shy & nervous. it’s cool that they’re a thunder fox! 

tyler hoechlin, homosexual, male + he/him → isn’t that elijah jackson? i’ve seen them hanging out with the hellhounds. i hear they’re 35, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 15 years. they seem to be protective & unrelenting, but also short-tempered & possessive. 

brandon grace, homosexual, male + he/him → isn’t that tao long? i’ve seen them hanging out with the phoenixes. i hear they’re 87, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 4 years. they seem to be charming & reliable, but also calculating & ruthless. they have been reborn at least once already!

& 2 LOCATIONS have been added!

CHEEKS: cheeks is a bar and restaurant in town where friends or families can go for a meal or a few drinks. it serves alcohol, wings, burgers, steaks, and other bar-style foods, but it's mostly known for it's eyecandy: waiters/servers in booty shorts/thongs. owner: angelo mercado.

EVE'S CHRONICLES: the town's local newspaper. any newsworthy events, town gossip or achievements are featured within the paper with a small staff dedicated to have the paper available each day employees: kyle riddoch ( photojournalist ).

the following character has been dropped!

hal allen, jesse lee soffer fc

#unveilaccepted

[lauraarts]

Olivia Wynn

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Olivia Wynn - an extremely flirtious, ruthless and sadistic woman, is one of the members in her own twin brother's court. She plays no important role in the court other than being related to the grand duke, neither does she care for it - she has her personal tasks to achieve.

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She often argues and goes against her brother's opinions, but comes to be very obedient to him. She hunts down on her own and for herself only, but still brings victims to either show off or give to her brother if he requests her so.

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Although Olivia is an airhead ( much to Ernest's frustration ) and often says or does stupid things, she is a rather skilled and clever woman in combat, one would not easly fool her. Sometimes the maids joke, saying "Why does the duke own any hellhounds, when he's got his sister to dirty her hands?" And yet she minds it not, for she finds hunting down the prey...entertaining.

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Olivia was much calmer in her youth and always were by herself, but since even earlier days she never made any serious ties to the noble life or it's priorities. She always had the free will and grew up much more careless of any important matters.

#oc art dump #oc artwork #oc artist #oc vampire #vampire oc #oc #oc art #oc art tag #vampire original character #original character #original art #vampires #vampire

[anxietytwist]

𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 “𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞” 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐨𝐯 𝐃𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐭

𝗖𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲: 𝑾𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉

[ 𝟸𝟶 | 𝟼'𝟸" | Nonbinary | Greyro Bi | ❤︎𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚 ]

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⟨Tattoos⟩

𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴

⟨Fashion⟩

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ: “𝘌𝘥𝘨𝘺” + 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴

ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ: 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 + 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳

ꜰᴏʀᴍᴀʟ: 𝘓𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘵

ᴏᴠᴇʀᴄᴏᴀᴛ: 𝘍𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥 & 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥

⟨Shadow Mask⟩

𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭-𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 & 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴

⟨Vehicle⟩

𝘈𝘶𝘥𝘪 𝘦-𝘛𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘚 𝘚𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬

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⟨Notes⟩

ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ➠ They/He ʙᴜɪʟᴅ➠ 𝘛𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 ᴘɪꜱᴛᴏʟꜱ➠ “𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 & 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦” ʙʀᴇᴀᴋꜰᴀꜱᴛ➠ Scrambled egg & sausages ᴛᴀᴋᴇ-ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ➠ Spicy chicken burger ꜰᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴄᴇᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ➠ Pistachio ꜰᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴇꜱꜱᴇʀᴛ➠ Cheesecake ꜰᴀᴠᴇ ᴅʀɪɴᴋꜱ➠ Earl Grey & Chai (they just really like black tea)

◈ They have chronic “resting bitch face”

◈ 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞 was much more open about his emotions as a child, but after the day he both met their mother & lost his father, he decided to lock all his feelings away behind a guarded/detached exterior (also he wasn't as ruthless as he is now: during the incident with his journal he stopped 𝐀𝐬𝐡 from going “too far” ... despite actually wanting to stab 𝐑𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝 himself earlier)

◈ They've been trying their best to convince 𝐀𝐬𝐡 to stop smoking 🚭

◈ His adult feelings about his mother can best be described as extremely conflicted (her contact name in his phone is simply just “𝐘𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞”)

◈ Their tendency to wear heeled footwear has them generally standing at around 𝟼'𝟼"+

◈ He has names for each of his hellhounds (they're all ironic: “𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦”, “𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑝𝑒𝑎”, “𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠”, etc...) 🐾

◈ Besides the PTSD from their father's death, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞 also struggles with depression, anxiety, & attachment/abandonment issues

◈ He's exceptionally protective when it comes to the safelty & well-being of those he cares for 😠🔪

◈ 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞 doesn't have ANY romantic experience (primarily because they've never ACTUALLY had any feelings of romantic attraction toward other people before) ... so their new-found feelings have them uncharacteristically flustered & shy, they find it almost impossible to boldly flirt with 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚 WITHOUT becoming a total blushing mess (basically acting like a schoolkid with their 𝟷ˢᵗ crush 😳)

◈ He supported 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫'𝐬 name for the group chat (“𝐹𝑎𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝐹𝑖𝑣𝑒”) to help 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫 feel included ... but also to annoy 𝐑𝐢𝐧 & 𝐀𝐬𝐡

◈ 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞 is NOT okay with killing “innocent people” (they'd much rather protect civilians than hurt them ... ESPECIALLY if there are any children involved), now if someone is their “enemy” or a danger to the general public, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞 is more than happy to brutality annihilate them ☠️

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𝑰𝑭: @vendetta-if

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Picrew used:

#Vendetta #if: Vendetta #Vendetta IF #Vendetta the game #Vendetta game #Vendetta COG #COG #CYOA #choice game #IF #interactive fiction #interactive fiction game #Vendetta MC #Vendetta PC #Vendetta OC #IF OCs #character profile #𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐞'𝐬 the embodiment of the ''how i look with he/him in my bio'' meme #[will update as DEMO progresses]

[mirage-ocs]

「 ✦ Ruthlessness ✦ 」

“In all my years of living, it isn’t very often that I get pissed off.” The voice spoke smoothly, Jaxon looking down at hearing the voice. Small jewels jingled, arms crossed behind the back of the new figure. But the snake couldn’t look the newcomer in the eye, avoiding it. “I’m left without a choice and without a doubt…”

They walked near Jaxon, seeing the way their head bowed. Their hand trailed over his chin, lifting up his chin. Enchanting eyes staring at him, “Guess the pack of wolves is swimming with the shark now.”

“Please-“

“I’ve gotta make you bleed, I need to see you drown.” Jaxson’s eyes widened, his breathing picking up in a panicked pace. Their soft hands tightened their grip ever so slightly, enchanting mint eyes seeming to glimmer in the low sunset. “But… before you go, I need to make you learn how ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves.”

“Please…” Jaxon begged with a whisper, tears glossing his eyes beginning to turn neon yellow. Their hands letting go of Jaxon’s chin, watching the snake seem to curl in on theirselves. Their scales moving as they hugged themselves.

“You are the worst kind of good! Cause you’re not even great. A snake who reeks of false righteousness, that’s what I hate. Cause you fight to save lives, but won’t kill and don’t get the job done. I mean you could have avoided all this! Had… you just killed my son, but no.” Their fist clenched with rolling their eyes, letting out a sigh while letting their hand drop. “I had to be the one to clean up your mess, do you know how hard it was to take his life?”

“B-but I didn’t want to hurt him! I only did that to get away! I meant no harm, only to disarm…”

“You are far too nice! Mercy has a price! You reveal your name, then you left him live??? Unlike you I have no mercy left to give cause ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves.” Jaxon flinched, the dark whips wrapping around him protectively. Neon yellow tears slipping down his cheeks as he lowered his body more, their eyes narrowed as they watched Jaxon cowered.

Their hands lifted, magic slipping between their fingertips as Jaxon quickly grew affected by their magic. Their voice seeming to have a ring to it, “The line between naïveté and hopefulness is almost invisible. So close your heart, the world is dark.”

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@livealittleoc-cb @welcome-to-maniac @k-venturetime @multi-joong @kardpackcb @badbf-cb @domxbot @screamcb @welcometosector1 @the-hellhounds @enhanced-cb @domrachaa @hwangsiblings-oc @coffeexdreamcb @folklore-cb @redlight-cb @inferno-cb @darkloversxcb @lostwoods-cb @9ateez-multiau-bot @onlyomega-cb @obsession-cb @monsterhigh-cb @evicted-oc @godscb @badbf-cb @raiden-oc @heartsteel-cb @hearthstone-apothecary

#「 ✦ jaxon ✦ 」 #「 ✦ ??? ✦ 」