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[ratinayellowbandana]

Hound "baby boy" of Ill Omen for prompts!

first off, thank you for carrying this whole ship on your back. you are our strongest soldier and we appreciate you.

second, even more thanks for sending this my way! I hope this is something like what you had in mind!

if anyone else sees this and would like to toss a little prompt my way, feel free :)

wc: 934

cw: body horror…kind of? it’s just canonically what the good boy looks like

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Imogen loves Laudna. She does. Quite a lot, in fact.

Because it is a fact. 

It may as well be written in stone. In the stars. Recorded on one of those dusty scrolls in elegant script and stuck on a shelf in some stuffy library for the next bored student who may happen across it and learn of two witches who saved the world.

Laudna, it must be noted, is a woman of many quirks. 

And Imogen, it must be noted, adores her for them. 

They are just as much a part of Laudna as the angle of her nose, the brightness in her eyes. As are her projects, macabre and scrounged as they often are, and so Imogen adores them, too. 

(If it takes her a moment to come around, Laudna must never know. Each new creation, presented to Imogen with all the glee of a child in a sweets shop, will only ever be met with enthusiasm. Laudna, she knows, has spent too long squirreling away the odd parts of herself. Imogen is determined to recover them.)

“Come here, darling,” Laudna calls, and the flesh-and-bone creature that scared the everloving fuck out of Imogen the first time he burst from his maker’s chest trots happily to her side, tongue lolling from a fleshless snout. 

The hound twines between Laudna’s legs, and she lifts her skirts to allow him through. He leans heavily against the inside of her knee, and Laudna beams. She bends at the waist to wrap the creature in spindly arms. His back arches, and Imogen can hear the vertebrae curving, clacking, as Laudna scratches behind his one intact ear. The ichor-tipped remnant of a tail begins to wag, shaking them both with the force of it.

He spots Imogen several paces away, and his green eyes glow, peering at her curiously.

Laudna has stopped her scritches, and the hound tilts his big head. Laudna looks up, meets Imogen’s fond gaze, and her lips split into a wide grin.

“Go on,” she pats the creature’s sides encouragingly, “say hello if you like.”

The hellhound bounds forward, released from his command. 

Imogen recalls the day he learned his tricks.

Laudna had found Imogen lounging beneath a copse of trees one afternoon, just as the sun was beginning to sink, casting the forest in dappled shades of orange and gold. The festering hound loped diligently at her heels. His paws colored the leaf-strewn ground iridescent black in their wake. 

“Look!” Laudna had said, chest puffed. She turned to her newest creation and pointed one finger. “You’ve been so obedient all afternoon. I’ll see about giving you something from my collection if your other mom approves of your skills. I should have a deer leg that will suit you nicely.” She contemplated for a moment. “Ready?” 

The hound stretched into a bow, muscle snapping over exposed bone, yawned, and shook. Drops of blood and ichor spattered the clearing, but Imogen hardly noticed, too caught up in Laudna’s casual statement. 

She had said it nonchalantly, as if she hadn’t just gifted Imogen something extraordinarily precious. As if Imogen’s senses hadn’t suddenly gone askew. As if she hadn’t just sent Imogen’s worldview slip-sliding into something new and dangerous and so welcome that it felt like a homecoming. Her mind spun until she was almost giddy with it. She wondered, then, how something said so simply could feel so significant. If Laudna understood what she had done. 

She had appointed Imogen the caretaker of a fragment of her soul. Of a creature that had been born of her, born from her. Crafted from the essence of her with whispered words and a desire to protect. 

“Imogen?” Laudna had said then, “Are you ready?”

And Imogen had glanced between Laudna and her hound, who sat on bleeding haunches and looked expectantly at his mother, and it was all she could do to swallow the creak in her throat.

“Let’s see what you can do.”

Now, as the hound nearly bowls her over, Imogen cannot find it within herself to be mad at him. Not even at the dark stains on her dress. They’ll come out with a prestidigitation or two. She knows from experience. 

She falls back in the grass and stares down twin emeralds. A broad tongue laps the side of her face, and she laughs, trying to dodge a cold, wet nose against her cheek. Her hands come up to cup the sides of his muzzle. 

“Hi, baby boy,” she coos. She rubs at his ears, and he presses harder into her palm, groaning loudly. She can feel the vibration in her chest.

Laudna scolds, “What have I said about knocking people over?” Her hands rest firmly on her hips. “Honestly, Imogen, you could at least discipline him. How will he learn?”

Imogen rolls her eyes, shrugs. “I’m the fun mom. He comes to me because he knows he can’t get away with anything when you’re around.”

Laudna huffs. “I’m sorry that I want our son to be civilized.” 

“Where’s the fun in that?” The hound flops to the ground, sprawling over Imogen’s outstretched legs, and she lets out an oomph of surprise. “Are you going to join us down here?” 

Laudna sighs and settles beside Imogen, resting her head on Imogen’s shoulder. She runs her hands over the creature’s exposed belly, avoiding the biggest of the perpetually oozing wounds. His jaw unhinges happily. His tail thumps a steady rhythm against her shin.

Imogen presses a kiss to the top of Laudna’s head, and Laudna relaxes into her.

A soft smile spreads across Imogen’s lips.

#this was written in an hour on the highway so please forgive any mistakes #I adore the baby boy #but for real many thanks for letting me take a stab at this #always honored to see you pop up in my notes :) #hope this works! #prompt fill #my fic #imodna #imodna fanfic #critical role #laudna #imogen temult #hound of ill omen #fic #cr3 #critical role fanfiction #ask #horse-immorality

[seasononesam]

@horrornaturalevent: HORROR MEDIA ‘23 - horror movies | supernatural as a slasher film

Let’s just shag ass before Leatherface catches up. 

[ID: Ten gifs from various episodes of Supernatural. Each one has a filter over it to look more grainy. The first gif shows a red background with chains and meathooks holding a bit of human flesh and hair. The second gif shows a door with “she’s mine” written in the fog on the window. The third gif shows several newspapers and missing person posters hung up on a wall, with some blood spatter. The fourth gif shows the silhouette of a person walking through the woods at night. The fifth gif shows a bloody hand smacking against the window of the impala. The sixth gif shows a woman hanging by her arms, wearing a white shirt with some blood on it. There are chains and medical tools hanging in the background. The seventh gif shows a glowing branding iron being held near Dean’s eye. The eighth gif shows a cabin in the woods at night. The ninth gif shows a man holding a knife near a sharpener. He is wearing an apron and gloves and you can not see his face. The tenth gif shows Dean holding a jar full of teeth. /End ID.] 

#supernatural #spn #spnedit #supernaturaledit #horrornaturalevent #horrornaturalmedia23 #blood // #body horror // #eye horror // #* #hope this works!

[la-topazzz]

Daily sketchbook page day #1

#I think I’m gonna start posting sketchbook pages at random #just to be more active here #hope this works! #avm #animation vs minecraft #fnaf #sundrop #scribbles n’ art #dca sun #avm purple

[paxthepuppycat]

hey i saw your most recent stimboard post and thought it was super cute could i request one for a king cheetah?? /nf /pos

thank you in advance!!

Cheetah Stimboard!

#therian #alterhuman #otherkin #therianthropy #nonhuman #therian things #theriotype #otherhearted #therian community #Hope this is what you wanted #hope this is okay! #hope this works! #cheetah therian #cheetah cubs #cheetah furry #big cat #big cat kin #big cat therian #wild cat #stimboard #stimblr #stim blog #moodboard #king cheetah #cheetah kin #canine theriotype #lycanthrope

[deepinthedarkworld]

@sinistersxns

Another night, another crowded house. Things seemed to be in some kind of repeat as of late. There was always a party, a meeting, a fight that Jacob could not miss out on and so she would follow like a fucking puppy on a leash. Didn't want her to be home all alone he said. More like he didn't trust her enough to be on her own. Jacob didn't trust anyone, too paranoid. So wherever he went, she went too.

The music was blasting through the speakers as she entered the property. People everywhere, the smell of cigarettes in the air along with god knew what. Imogen trailed behind her boyfriend, their fingers intertwined. Smiling at the right people, speaking when spoken to. "Ah!" Jacob exclaimed after a bit, tugging at her hand as he walked through dancing people. "There's someone I should introduce you to."

#hope this works!

[martieshub]

Seeing the neon lights flashing across the familiar billboard with the flying saucer had him smirk. CRASHDOWN. Another hot as fuck day being in the tourist trap that was Roswell, New Mexico. If there was ever a trophy for a state that would literally melt your balls off, this one would take it. Hands down.

Either way, regardless of his feelings about being back in a town that once held more than his attention, he couldn't help but feel a little excited about being back here. All things considered, this town was something else. He had promised Kyle that if there ever came a day his father needed help that he'd be there in a heartbeat. This was his promise being kept.

Turning to look at his partner, he smiled and sighed while he held the door for her. For all that it was worth, he was glad Laurel hadn't washed out two years ago and was now part of the team. He couldn't see anyone but her watching his six.

❛I told you we'd blend in in regular clothes. Trust me people here are not very welcoming to Feds. Especially in this town. Let's get a booth, we're not set to meet up with Jim for another three hours. After this we can go to the UFO center. Kill about an hour there. You do kind of look like Parker's sister so you got that going for you at least. ❜ He went straight for the booth and sat down grabbing a menu for Laurel and himself. Skimming through it he hummed. ❛ The Sigourney Weaver Kick Alien Burger with the Spaced Out Soup Cup bowl and Meteor Shower Malt are my favorites. What are you getting?❜

Looking around at the waitresses he chuckled and set his menu down. ❛You'd totally rock the space antlers. ❜ This being a special unit project and them being tasked was a big deal and Wally knew they needed to be careful. Poke without awakening the hornets nest.

{ @overnightheartbeats | status: closed }

#interactions. wally #v: hanging with the little green men ( special unit.) #tbh this was the condensed version 😭😭😭 #me and long starters a love affair of the ages. #hope this works!

[lungsandlips]

"Who's your friend?" His voice came out of nowhere but it was unmistakable who it was pointed at. Eyes steadied on the girl, completely ignoring the person she was talking to. As far as Kade was concerned he was barely a blip on the radar and if he didn't pay him any attention he would simply go away. He'd actually been having a good time - whoever was throwing this party deserved a pat on the back. Usually he got bored and wanted to go home after an hour but he'd been thoroughly entertained for most of the night. Of course there's a bodyguard posted outside but that's never unheard of for Kade. "Kia," he demanded her attention again. "Aren't you going to introduce me?"

@wstfl

#hope this works! #wstfl

[picturesofponies]

Bi luna leaning against a nice tempest shadow happy to be with her girlfriend

!!

#mlp #mlp art #ask #ask blog #my little pony #mlpfim #mlp:fim #art #mod doodles #tempest shadow/princess luna #tempest #tempest shadow #fizzlepop berrytwist #princess luna mlp #luna mlp #princess luna #luna #bisexual luna #hope this works! #i had alot of fun with this pose :]

[ashnadir]

location: Hexmore Vets & Rescue closed: Dex Ortiz @strongerthan90strendx

The Vet's door made a chime as Ashed shouldered himself into the lobby. In his arms, he cradled a large, mewling cat. Or, what he assumed was a cat. Some variant breed of Maine Coon, perhaps - the creature was humungous.

"Help! A little help here, please -!" he called out, to anyone who worked at the animal hospital. "I think it was attacked, I found it in the park nearby."

#dex #hope this works!

[freshbeeth]

why does this 1-minute animal crossing clip have better writing than all of glee

#not splatoon #animal crossing #i’m emotionally invested like omg #… #hope this works! #my vids #freshbeeth

[ladicsa]

@survivingpierce liked for a starter

"AND WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH ME?" she's leans back in her chair; the picture of nonchalance. But while her posture screamed indifference and boredom, her eyes are laser-focused on the other woman. Strangers though they may be, there's something itching at the inside of her brain. Some instinctual recognition of like. There's something about Katherine that reminded Kisa of herself far too much for her to comfortably underestimate her.

"What exactly is it that you want?"

#survivingpierce #hope this works! #i've left the setting a bit vague seeing as my default tvd-universe is in NOLA #and i noticed you have a verse for the originals #but if you'd prefer it just be your default post S4 tvd verse we can do that too :)

[lenny-thequeen1]

Genuinely how are you breaking the filter??? I looked it up and got no answers!

It all depends on the type of bot and the way you approach it! I use smut terms (like shaft, member, length for the male and hole, slit, bundle of nerves, core for the female!) and I have to help guide them into what I'm wanting them to do! Another thing that helps that I do is I always favorite the really good ones I like that show the filter slightly being broken. It takes time along side patience because I do still get the prompt they can't reply sometimes and then I get a bad reply so I swipe it to the left until I get a response I like. Sometimes it helps if you build up to a story too. I hope this helps everyone 🩷🥰🥰

#character ai #how to break character ai filter #hope this works!

[outer-banks-trash]

Open to: anyone

Location: Diabolus Luxarium

Time: whenever

Row thought the whole thing was kinda stupid, but hey, if someone wanted to pay to take him to a strip club and make him perform on the main stage, it wasn’t any more humiliating than anything else he’d been asked to do. At least the music was good. And the “Master” paying for his time didn’t even wanna fuck, which ... whatever. He’d just wanted to make Row dance, probably because he looked like a white trash mongrel surrounded by pedigreed professionals. There’d been coke, which Row had done cuz you know, it was a way to break up the day, and booze, and someone had done lines off his ass for a while. But now the boss was off fucking someone else in the champagne room and Row was left with nothing to do but sit at the bar in nothing but a pair of gold bootie shorts and a pair of Timberlands and wish he’d brought a book.

“Think they’ll kick me out if I request Free Bird?”

#krovscastlestarter #hope this works! #he has self esteem issues #poor baby #feel free to be the master or anyone else #or a different master #SURPRISE ME

[aamaranthiine]

Like a shadow on the sea, a figure slipped around patches of dappling sunlight peeking through the canopy of trees. Brief flashes of white that could be the sun reflecting or the leaves shifting to rearrange the shadows that flit across the earth. Delicate movements that did not disturb so much as a twig or leave imprints in soft, loamy soil. With nothing to mark it's passing, it is easy to dismiss the creature as pure imagination, even for the glimpse of a leonine tail or the loft of a dainty head.

The warbling of birds is gossip to keen ears, their chirping voices forming words that only she could comprehend. Something dangerous had taken place. There were glimpses of men in the area. Blood had been spilled. Voices rising and falling as the birds took flight to their nests, many quickly forgetting the discord often trailing the heels of mankind in favor of plump insects to hunt or to tend the needs of flightless young. A wiser beast would turn heel and follow the birds away.

She did not.

It is like having an eternal pose lodged in one's breast, a needle that incessently points and then tugs and tugs her in that direction. A compulsion sown deep into her marrow ever since consuming the Fruit years past. Too many times the instinct had almost been her demise; the poignant weakness to be drawn to the innocent, the young, the pure of heart. Even moreso when they were wounded.

It is a curse.

And yet she obeys it each time. Damned, she is certain, to one day be undone by the soul deep coercion.

The unicorn, one of the oldest myths and dreams of men from around the world, treads forward with a wariness that ensures she is all but invisible. So white she is almost golden, blending in with the sun and the shade simultaneously. Slowly closing the distance to where whoever lay hurt and dreading each and every step that it may be another ambush.

A wiser beast would turn and run.

And she does not.

for @seaoftales / young mihawk

#☪v: seafoam dreams #t: tba #seaoftales #☪take me with you [que] #i rolled a dice to see who she meets first #hope this works! #i wanted to leave it pretty ambiguous for you to work with

[rose-the-witch1]

could i request deuce spade (twst) making his s/o come with him to adopt a chick please :]

Sure thing! I hope this is okay!

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"Come on, come on!" Deuce excitedly led you by hand to the chicken coop, shaking his free hand in excitement.

You never had seen him shown interest in chickens before, but then again there was a lot more to him than you thought. It was cute seeing him this excited, honestly.

"There they are!!" The first year gasped softly, pointing to a little pen with a group of baby chicks inside. He sat down by them excitedly, listening to the caretaker talk about them intently. He was hanging on to every word as the caretaker held out a chick for him to take, which Deuce accepted gratefully. You chuckled to yourself as you sat by him.

"Wow, Deucey. You finally know how to pick up chicks," you joked as Deuce blushed a little. The two of you laughed about it together as the caretaker handed you a chick as well. The one you held was soft to the touch, and was a bit chubbier than the rest. The little chick made soft peeping noises as you held it up to get a better look. Deuce cracked a big smile as he set down the chick he held.

"We'll take this one, please."

The caretaker returned his radiant smile as you handed the chick to her.

"Little Henrietta's gonna have a blast with you two, I can tell. Let me go get some feed and a water dish, and you two can take her home."

Deuce couldn't stop smiling as he hugged you, completely ecstatic to be adopting a baby chick. He's always wanted to raise a sweet little animal like that, and you knew he'd be fit for the job.

"I'm gonna love Henrietta for her whole life," he said as he planted a kiss on your cheek. You smiled and patted his head, reminding him of why he fell in love with you in the first place.

#twisted wonderland #twst #deuce spade #twst deuce #hope this works!

[hvbris]

@dcmur3 . plotted starter

Upon Valerie's arrival, Isaac immediately showed her around the house. After all, it was her house too, now. It was quite big and elegantly decorated, betraying a certain taste for the finer things in life. The tour finally led them to her room, which was at the end of a long corridor. He opened the door, inviting her inside. It looked like the rest of the house, with dark gray and modern furniture, quite sleek. Still, Isaac had added a few cozy elements for good measure, like a large rug and a warm blanket on the bed.

"I took the liberty of decorating, so it would feel more welcoming," he explained gently, "But you're free to change anything, this is your room now."

#hope this works! #&(valerie) #isaac (oh now you want to talk to god?) #closed starter #dcmur3 #i also need to give them a tag!!!