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darkxwolf17 · 5 months
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Happy therianthropy day! Woof woof!
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canis-latranz · 7 months
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i belong bodily to the earth
im just wearing old bones from those who came first
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mrsstrangewinter · 22 days
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Goodnight, My Darling Lamb
- by yours truly
Photo by Bill Fairs (Unsplash)
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oops-all-stephen · 3 months
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Listen, now I know I’ve compared Stephen to a dog before but I can’t stop thinking about the quote, “I’m not a violent dog. I don’t know why I bite.” in relation to him.
Ahh, how I wish I knew how to make gifs because my mind is spinning with perfect moments to pair with this damned quote.
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enbysiriusblack · 7 months
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remus for the character descriptions
lanky, and bony body, naturally very cold so tries to stay warm. his hair an almost tawny colour, slightly darker by the roots. his curls fairly short in length, shaven into a mullet for a few years, worn in dreadlocks after school ended. stubble slowly growing from his face, heavier above his lip. his nose, aquiline, a thin scar stretching through it and to both sides of his cheeks. his eyes almost animalistic, an orange-yellow colour, reminiscent of a sunset. scars scattered across his body, jagged, painful lines. his ears slightly pointed at the end, filled with piercings. his fingernails bitten at the ends, decorated with a chipped purple paint colour. his mouth thin, canines poking slightly out in every smile. his body hair and scars hidden behind corduroy trousers of greens and browns and beige, second hand black trousers on school days, and a variety knitted jumpers slung over his shirt and tie. a small book always squeezed into his back pockets, never going anywhere without one. his front pocket stuffed with a small plastic bags of spliffs and a lighter his crush had given him years ago.
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darkwood-sleddog · 2 years
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lil legs
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"Strange Coincidence"
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wreckham · 2 years
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Lady and the Tramp II is a good movie
(example for smth. free to use, just credit me)
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inukuroo · 1 year
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Shaded bust commission for someone on twitter!
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trollbreak · 10 months
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V much still a vampire.
It makes sense but no matter what I say ur gonna deny it.
Dabs lol
But also. Idk how I’m supposed to be vampiring it up with a TRAGIC lack of fangs lol
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sherryhillart · 1 year
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Legend
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darkxwolf17 · 8 months
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Wild beast
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nokiapuppy · 2 years
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obsessed with these weird beasts as of late
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mrsstrangewinter · 20 days
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Because at the end of the day, I still choose them.
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solarisgod · 8 months
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mimi and mutt together ♡ :
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Real. This is also Themsts ...
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yanderenightmare · 4 months
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Bakugou Katsuki x darling
TW: omegaverse, possessiveness, light bullying
part 2
gn reader
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Just thinking about how Alpha Beta Omega classes were always the worst. How the teacher would speak about an Alpha's strength and charisma, a Beta's sense of loyalty, and, of course, all of an Omega's weaknesses. 
It didn’t help that you were the only Omega in school. It also didn’t help that your class featured the only Alpha in school too.
All your life, it’s been a myriad of bullying. Katsuki would be at the helm, all the Betas behind him, eagerly following his every move – then you – trod over in the process. 
“You’re an Omega. You know that means you’re stupid, right?” He’d laugh – his canines gleaming in his grin.
“And weak – Katsuki, don’t forget weak!” His friends would add, hyping him up – making his smile ever sharper.
“Yeah! – stupid, weak, slow, and tiny.” You’d be pushed to the dirt, shadowed by his form, gleaming with pride, blocking out the sun. “Heh- sounds like something that belongs beneath a boot.”
All those classes, all those lessons. It’s not really the teacher’s fault. She’d tried using the most unbiased language she could. She’d only been stating facts – but still… couldn’t they have waited until all of you were a little older to tell everyone all the reasons you were different from them?
Granted. The lessons progressed into different territory when you got older. Talking about pheromones and instincts and mating and breeding – how Omega’s fall prey to something called ruts and heats – and how vulnerable they are when they’re caught in it. 
You were burning with embarrassment in your seat – feeling feverish from the toll of it – knowing how all this new information was going to be like fuel to fire – how Katsuki was going to use it for all it was worth.
You dared glance over at him – sitting by the window – he had an elbow propped on the desk and his head resting in the palm it supported. It didn’t seem like he was paying attention – his face turned away, looking outside instead. You couldn’t tell whether he was listening. You hoped he wasn’t.
But if you’d looked extra close, you’d see the beat red blush on his ear and cheeks.
To your pleasant surprise, Bakugou didn't approach you at all after that. You thought for sure he’d mock you, but it seemed that maybe… he’d grown out of it, perhaps? Either way, you were happy to think he’d forgotten all about you.
If only you knew he was on a mission to ignore you. You hadn’t noticed, too humiliated by the things being said about the nature of Omegas to have listened to what the teacher said about Alphas – and all their strange possessive habits – their need to mark their mate with bites and scent and-
He shuddered.
It’s a complete surprise. He can’t believe all these years he’s wanted you like that. But ever since you were kids, he’s been imprinting on you – chasing you, biting you, coveting you. It’s so embarrassing he can’t believe it. Is this really the reason you piss him off so much?
He knows it is – now; that one look at you has him blushing and his pants tight in the crotch. Fuck – do you even know? Have you known all along?
No… you’re acting like nothing’s amiss. Chatting up extras with an oblivious smile on your face – acting like you don’t belong to him.
How’s he going to keep you in check when you’re going to different schools by next term? How’s he gonna keep others away from you? Shit- what if there are other alphas at the school you’re going to? What if-
Fuck! His chest is pounding so hard and fast it hurts. He’s going to lose you…
You’re trembling – on the verge of tears – when he drags you off behind the school on graduation day.
His face was in his normal scowl.
He hasn’t bothered you all year – why, what-
“You’re gonna wear this at your new school, or you’re not gonna go.” He mutters – his fist shoving a ball of black fabric into your stomach – not hard, but enough to make you flinch. “Don’t wash it. Bring it back to me, and I’ll give you a new one.”
Your brows furrow.
“Every week. Or else I’ll hunt you down.”
He takes a step closer – you yelp as your back hits the wall, then whimper when his nose brushes along your hairline – his breaths hot.
“This’ll let every extra know you already belong to me.”
When he walks away, back in a slouch and hands shoved down his pant pockets – you unravel the mess of black in your hands – revealing a skull-print plastered on a large hoodie.
It smells like Kachan.
part 2
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