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#ngl kinda proud of this one
synodicwanderer · 1 year
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Just realised I never posted this lol
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howl-at--the-sun · 2 years
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three things; blood and stone
I guess I'm writing some Whumptober now????
@squigglywindy @silvercaptain24 @goosekee (I’m sorry, I assumed y'all would want to see this, let me know if you don't want to be tagged)
Title: three things; blood and stone
Warnings: implied attack on a child, not shown, but implied
Here, trapped between half worn memories and half destroyed stones, Link knows three things. He knows what the blood in his mouth tastes like, bitter, rusted copper cutting into his soft gums like tiny razor blades. He knows the slick sweat gathered around the hilt of his sword, one step away from brining all of this crashing down on him. And he knows the laughter of the men, serrated and grating like the clashing of plate armor, as they stroll ever closer to him. 
If the men wanted to be cruel, and oh how they desired that, they could tell the shivering youngster that his feet were too wide to effectively swing his sword, that his grip was so wrong that one swing would send it clattering to the ground like the gentle swaying of a white flag, that he was far too tense to dodge these men’s swords before they gutted him like a fish. It would be a fun game of cat and mouse, give the mouse the tools that he needs to fight and laugh with delirious glee as he impales himself. It would almost be too fun. But no, the men have a mission, one that has been delayed and thwarted for far too long. The boy will not have another chance to escape. 
The boy, with his rain soaked hibiscus locks and dark, pleading skin, can do nothing but watch as the men approach. He only knows three things about these men, that the squealing of their armor is almost as awful as their laughter, verdant and violent as they make their way across uneven ground. That the swords they carry in their hands far outclass the one that Link holds, if not in craftsmanship, then in experience and expertise. And the third, final thing, that there is nothing Link can do to stop them. 
There is no mercy in the soldiers eyes, no hope, no indication that they know their opponent is a kid young enough to believe that soldiers have mercy. No indication that they care. Link doesn’t know which one makes him more afraid. 
The first one, the leading one, sage and savagery and a cruel smirk, steps in front of the boy. 
There are three things that the soldiers know. The whistling smile of a sword cutting through the air, silver and polished and awaiting broken red. The hollow and full sound of metal hitting its small, trembling target. And the delicious scream that arises when it does.
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abbeyofcyn · 7 months
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Wretched little pests
The beginning
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wrioluvr · 1 month
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subby vampire x dom male reader
sorry for being inactive yall teehee just thought about this cute little idea and had to write it... also no sex just a little spicy lmk if yall want to see more of this guy 🤭
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you did not expect it to rain during your forest hike today. anticipation to dive into the lush green unknown was quickly turned into a wet mess as your scrambled to find shelter, unsure of where you were even going as the gps signal got weaker deeper into the forest you ventured. much to your surprise, you soon came upon a quaint winding road. following it lead to an ancient-looking manor straight out of the victorian era. despite your brain recounting that this was how every horror movie started, you were desperate to be out of the cold, and soon rushed to the grand door to seek warmth. luckily, someone answered the door. a tall, lanky, ghost of a man, who quickly invited you in and fretted over the prospect of you catching a cold. he was a little odd, speaking in such a proper, olden manner, but he was lovely.
despite your initial protests of overstaying your welcome, he managed to convince you to stay for a week. he invited you to join him for dinner everyday, and it was through these meals that you found out quite a lot about him. one, his name was kliff (you swore his face turned red when you said he had a handsome name), and that he was a vampire who was at least a hundred years old (he stopped counting after the 120th year). the way he revealed it was kind of adorable, he was so reluctant at first.
"sooooo, kliff. you're a vampire, right?"
"goodness, whatever gave you that idea? i most certainly am not." his face said otherwise as his eyes darted everywhere around the room but your gaze, and the tip of his ears turned red.
"and you're gay, right?"
"now THAT is an accusation!" he replied indignantly, now fully flustered. "i, a dignified gentleman, would never engage in such sinful acts."
"but i saw you peeking at me showering yesterday. pervert." you were having the time of your life teasing this poor fossil.
he stood up from the dinner table and paced around the room. "i did no such thing." he mumbled, face somehow steaming even more than you thought was humanly possible. wait, but he wasn't a human. nevermind.
you spent most of your week exploring his manor, poking around the various dusty bookshelves and artifacts of an era long bygone. if there was one thing you picked up from your exploration, it was that kliff was awfully lonely. and had been for a long time. he didn't seem to have had any romantic partners, probably due to his sexuality, nor any pets to keep him company. you could infer this from his clingy nature, he was constantly in the shadows observing you, blending in seamlessly using his powers. he thought he was being slick, but really, he was a rather clumsy vampire. whenever you caught him, he would always act oblivious, and give you a sheepish grin, before scurrying away. it was quite cute, really. another thing was the fact that he never asked to drink from you. "it is quite alright. i sustain myself well enough through other means." was all he said when you asked him about it. mysterious. almost like he didn't dare to taint your skin with his fangs. you decided not to tell him about the fact that you were aware he watched you when you were asleep in the guest room, sometimes even daring to climb into bed silently with you and bask in your presence. he was a lonely soul, you figured. you could let him be delusional for a bit. you would leave after this week, anyway.
but that week passed quick, and with each day, kliff seemed to grow even more on edge, getting nervous whenever he was around you but never daring to speak what was on his mind. brooding around the house, watching you silently as you attempted to grow something in his dying garden... oh it was bad for him. but this came all to a head on your last day, when you bid your goodbyes and were one foot out the door, and he suddenly gathered the courage to say something.
kliff threw himself at you in one final, desperate plea. "please... please don't go...." his tone was so pitiful, you stopped in your tracks and looked at the way he's grabbing your wrist so tightly. "i... i.... if i may, i have one final request."
"you want to drink from me? honestly, i'm surprised you didn't ask earlier."
"no, no... it's not that. it's the opposite, really. may i... may i humbly request that you..." he stops mid sentence and breaks eye contact to look at the ground, voice so soft you could barely hear him. "bite me instead..."
"i beg your pardon?"
"i would like for you to leave a mark on me. as a reminder of your presence." his tone is slightly more confident now as he meets your eyes, centuries-old desire rekindled and burning within them. he falters a bit as he notices your lack of response. "....please?" he mumbles pathetically.
oh, poor baby. he's wanted a man to love him all his life. luckily for him, you found his desperation cute. you drop your bag and take his hand in yours.
"want me to take the lead?" you squeeze his hand, and he nods shyly.
"i would like nothing more."
you gently, but firmly pin him to the nearest wall, the ancient manor creaking under the pressure. it's kind of poetic, kliff thinks, as he wilts under your touch, it sounds like my house is congratulating me. you start off by peppering fleeting kisses all across his neck, admiring the small noises of pleasure he made everytime your lips came into contact with his skin. the fleeting touches turned into harsher bites, as you nibbled at his delicate skin, so fragile and untouched. it was just like he fantasized, and he was in heaven. he gripped onto the wall for support as he gasped at the new sensation, writhing around as you marked him, but your strong hands on his waist kept him steadily in place, a feeling he quickly learnt to enjoy. all those years he spent in solitude seemed to culminate to this moment, he'd never felt more intimate with anyone in his life. you stepped back to look at your handiwork and he immediately collapsed into your arms, a dark purple hickey prominently showing on his neck. he stared up at you lovingly, unable to really form thoughts. "please don't go...." was all he could mutter as you slowly swayed him back and forth, soothing his cold, beating heart.
"guess i'll see you next week, hm?" he's never been happier to hear those words in his long life.
>ᵥᵥ< 💘
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misspoetree · 5 months
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drawthething · 7 months
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LouiganWeek Day 4 - Hickey/Provoke
"Stop calling my skateboard a toy, it's degrading"
"Your face is degrading."
And they continue to walk in the same direction 🤨🤨
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It comes in waves, I close my eyes Hold my breath and let it bury me I'm not OK and it's not alright Won't you drag the lake and bring me home again Who will fix me now? Dive in when I'm down? Save me from myself Don't let me drown Who will make me fight? Drag me out alive? Save me from myself Don't let me drown
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grapefruit185 · 1 year
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painted a mini canvas and made tv static using scan smears
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jazstudios · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's to all the nakamas, have a Nami! :D
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raspbee · 1 year
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it’s called ✨ thrifiting ✨
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akantorrr · 7 months
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lil doodle of a lil stalker lookin at lil fimsh for a lil art challenge :>
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beesinspades · 9 months
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if i'm late to post the next chapter of my canon divergence fic in which wolfwood finds eriks stuck in his creechur form, this is why :3
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bloodblossomtree · 2 months
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I was sleep deprived and somehow managed to just VOMIT UP THIS MASTERPIECE!! I don’t sketch in pen but APARNTLY I DO NOW!!!
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katasstrophy · 1 year
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What are your favorite pet names for your fave blorbos??? Mine are beebee for Bachira and YoiCHU! *insert cheek kiss* for Isagi~
d’aaawwww nonnie you got me giggling over this how cute<33 i may have gone overboard like always lol but here are some of my takes !! (these low key just. turned into headcanons oop i hope that’s okay!)
SHIDOU RYUSEI — HELLCAT
this is my personal favorite because it just fits him so fucking well and i know it in my soul of souls that he’d adore it. like yes he is your feral hellcat<3 your demon spawn<3 but you’re crazy enough to love that about him, to turn it into an endearing pet name, even. bastard would probably purr and meow just to lay it on real thick pls i can never be normal about this man.
ITOSHI RIN — RINNIE
calling the ever stoic, foul-mouthed younger itoshi smth as sickeningly sweet as rinnie is the best thing since sliced bread actually idc if i’m basic! it’s true! ofc he’d absolutely abhor it at first, snapping at you to “fucking stop calling him that” which just spurs you on more tbh lol he’s furious with you. he thinks he abhors the nickname, then one day you drop the cutsy act to return to his given name and he’s just left standing there like🧍baffled and pissed out of his mind bc where’s his mf rinnie huh?? i want to eat him so bad.
MIKAGE REO — HANDSOME
i feel like reo – party due to his lavish upbringing but mostly because he is just the ultimate lover boy – would definitely gravitate towards more ‘classier’ terms of endearment. call him handsome, or go all in by calling to him as my love and his chest is instantly puffing up like some bird about to perform the sickest mating dance ever lol he’d be so smug about it. definitely, 100% the type of guy that still gets weak in the knees when you call him husband – doesn’t matter if you’ve been married three months or 5 years he eats that shit up!
SANZU HARUCHIYO — CANDYMAN
okay so because i’m a little shit i can’t ignore the juxtaposition of the big bad criminal being committed to the pink aesthetic (don’t get me wrong i’m obsessed with it), so in my head i could get away with calling sanzu annoying crap like barbie doll or cupcake – or probably his most tolerated one out of the bunch, candyman (because of the, ya know, murderous implications lmfao). all in a very sarcastic vain ofc! i feel like calling him by his given name, or just simply haru, would def be all the more special then <3 (… BUT bc he’s sick in the head he’d probably love it even more if you romanticized his psychotic tendencies – call him stuff like my lovely little killer and he’s a goner he is clinically insane like.)
HANEMIYA KAZUTORA — MY (EVERYTHING)
let me just clarify that this man is not picky! whatsoever! he’s so starved for love he’d literally eat any term of endearment straight out of your mouth if he could. everything is one the table: baby, honey, sweetheart, darling, love – you name it, tora likes it, he wants you to keep calling him sweet names until he’s drowned in it. but what gets him really over the moon is if you just insert a small little ‘my’ in front of it. yeah, he loves being called baby, but my baby? he’s on his knees for you goodbye he loves the subtle ownership of it. (not to get n/sfw but uh… call him your sweet boy when you’re overstimming him and his pupils might just turn heart-shaped he’s ruined.)
KAKUCHO — YOUR LAST NAME
i only recently found out that “hitto” is actually a fanon made last name for kaku darling and i’d like to report that i’m still devastated over it so :( when you two get married – because he will marry you, if he’s in love like that’s it he’s locking you down for life – you ask him if he’d like to take your last name and yeah he cries a little he’s so touched pls :( so when people refer to him as L/n-san or mr. L/n he’s still not over it he has to remind himself that they are, in fact, talking to him. the effect triples when it’s you that calls him as such he’s so proud to wear your name brb gonna bawl my eyes out.
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ur-local-remy-kinnie · 10 months
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wowzers akane the goober!! (submission for @mari-lair’s dtiys)
#tbhk#jshk#toilet bound hanako kun#jibaku shounen hanako kun#aoi akane#my stuff#my art#posting this from tummyache city (im probably not gonna survive this tummyache tbh)#i like how the eyes on this one turned out tbh#literally used the same brush for the entire thing & didnt even think to use anything else#aughhhhhh im kinda proud of this ngl (i aay that abt all my art)#rhi if ur reading this HE ISNT POPROCKS#SOBS. MEAN TO ME!!!#also since he has bunny ears & human ears in this au does he just hear twice as well or what#me asking the real questions here#im just gonna write an entire essay in the tags arent i#i am sorry for everyone who opened the tags to see whatever the hell this is.#anyways i was listening to bug art on repeat while doing the sketch/lineart for this#it made me feel shrimp emotions#i actually listened to a lotta good songs while making this one#ive been getting more into punk-rock lately!!#i was listening to the clash while colouring this it was so fun#specifically their album ‘london calling’… such a major bop#oh & dazey & the scouts!!!#maggot is such a banger song istg#i was literally fighting in the trenches tryna find good reference pics for him in this outfit#i mean i coulda drawn him in sth else ig but i had already started it & i wasnt gonna give up anytime soon#strangely enough i actually kinda knew what i was doing when colouring this… i usually just wing it#anyways i’m out of tags so ig that’s all#ty to everyone who read all this lmao
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