#turning blue ⚰️

[radaverse]

I think we got the lad this time

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[stellari-s]

🍨

request; kind of - a friend gave me a prompt "ice cream" and i wrote something based off of that. requests open!

wc; around 1 440.

tags; cozy vibes i think, x gn! doctor! reader, spontaneous pov changes, ⚰️ is a secondary character, 4am writing (you've been warned).

summary; you run into a boy named ithaqua and while giving him treatment, you give him some ice cream...

to people who don’t know, the cold should be a sign. if it feels cold anywhere, it’s always a sign of something to come, for better or worse, just as pain lets the body know there was something wrong. it is the first sign of winter and a chilly calm before a blizzard.

some people are used to this cold, while others - any normal person would naturally want to shiver. if one shivers, there is no need for concern, but if one is simply used to constant coldness, then it’s like not feeling any pain at all, numbing to a lethal point.

footsteps imprint the pure white snow beneath, leading up to two silhouettes: one a hooded figure - you - and the other masked. you crouch beside the unconscious boy, who appears to be in his late teens or maybe early twenties, but looks are superficial and could only tell so much. you pull up the boy’s dark sleeves, enough to reveal a thin, pale wrist, before you gently pressed three fingers, enough to feel the thump, thump of the boy’s heartbeat.

it was slow - you have no clock to tell the time with, but you have dealt with enough patients to have a general feel for what a “low heart rate” is.

“how is it, (y/n)?”

another set of footsteps comes from behind. you withdraw your hands and turn around, your eyes meeting with ashy gray ones that would look lifeless to anyone who doesn’t know better. “he was probably in the cold too long. He’s unconscious but alive,” you reply, “would you mind helping me, aesop?”

in lieu of words, he only gives a slight nod, approaching you as you bring one of the boy’s arms around your shoulder, with aesop doing the same with the his other arm. with his weight equally distributed, your journey back to the small cabin where you two were residing quickly comes into sight.

there are people who want to cross the snowy area the two were just in. there is just one problem though.

in this area it is strikingly common to get ambushed. some cases, you and aesop could only find corpses lying in the snow, blood pooling from various areas, staining the white snow crimson, fingers gone blue long ago due to the cold. other times, you two managed to find those badly hurt but still alive. you were essentially being paid to treat anyone you could find who was injured.

this boy is strangely not hurt or ambushed, which had given aesop a bout of suspicion, but he understands you are a doctor - someone who cannot make choices on who is a patient and who is not due to their backgrounds.

back at the cabin, aesop makes a fire while you set the boy down on the small, simple bed.

you start treating him, just as you would any other person on any other day.

when ithaqua regained consciousness, the first thing he could see through his mask was a wooden ceiling, illuminated slightly by the fireplace nearby.

for several moments, he doesn’t move an inch, though he feels like a piece of toast that’s been cooking all day. when he turns his head to look beside him, it hits him like bricks.

there is someone beside him, but not someone he knows.

usually, it is mother who’s on the bed, chained up and unable to speak, with an inability to utter coherent words due to how despicable humans can get, but now he finds himself on the bed with a stranger leaning face down, forehead on arms.

that’s right, it’s humans like them who tried to hurt mother, the very same ones who tried to keep me away from her…

his thoughts whisper to him like an invisible demon as he walks out of bed. looking around, he can see his stilts and axe-like weapon propped up against the wall some ways away. he tries walking, but dizziness makes his head spin and his vision blurry, and he falls unceremoniously on the ground with a dull thud, loud enough to wake the stranger up.

with eyes are half-open, the stranger spends a few moments rubbing their eyes. “you’re awake,” they say, “i would advise against walking like that.”

ithaqua wants to make a quip back, but it’s hard to do so. his vision is still fluctuating a bit and his head is spinning too. he’s starting to feel a bit nauseous from the heat. “who are you?” he asks, his voice a bit robotic, unused to conversing with anyone other than mother.

“me? a humble doctor. my name is (y/n).” by this time, the doctor is fully awake as they stand. “i treat patients who get injured around this area. except you, that is.”

ithaqua tilts his head. “why would I be injured? i live around this area.”

“is that so? you’re quite brave then.”

“i have to be, or—”

he cuts himself off, realizing he was about to reveal information that the other does not need to know, nor do they seem that interested. in fact, it’s hard to read them at all. they wear a smile , but it’s neither cold nor warm.

ithaqua doesn’t know how to describe that in words though.

this time, it’s you tilting your head, but you choose not to question further, instead opting to ask, “your name?”

after a considerable pause, he replies, “just call me ithaqua.”

“that... is not your real name, is it?”

shaking his head, ithaqua stands back up. you reach to try and help him but are stopped abruptly when a claw, probably an extension of the glove he’s wearing, swipes dangerously close to your throat. “don’t touch me!” he shouts, his body trembling with what you feel is fiery anger.

at first, you stare back at him with wide eyes.

it’s the first time he has seen you with any other expression.

you quickly closes your eyes and take in a deep breath. when you opens them once again, your expression is back to that unreadable one ithaqua is most familiar with. “alright, then, i won’t touch you. let me at least get you something though.”

you back away to the table, where there’s a wooden bucket. atop of it is a type of spinner.

it doesn’t look dangerous, but it’s something ithaqua has not seen before, so he can’t help but feel suspicious nonetheless.

you remove the top part before grabbing a spoon and scooping something in a bowl.

it looks white, just like the snow outside.

when you are back beside his side, you hold out the bowl. “i’m not sure why you’re angry,” you say, “and i’m sure it’s none of my business, too, but maybe this can help calm you down a little.”

ithaqua raises a brow, but he accepts the bowl anyway. they seem really good at picking up on feelings...

the bowl feels cold to the touch, which surprises him a bit, but he doesn’t complain. the heat feels dizzying to him, so he simply eats what’s in the bowl without comment.

he was expecting it to taste like ice, but when a mildly sweet flavor hits his tongue, his face lights up behind the mask.

it’s like this little bite alone is threatening to freeze every feeling of anger and suspicion in his body and replace it with a cold sense of bliss.

but a little bite can only freeze for so long.

so he takes another bite, and another. he keeps taking small bites even when his tongue is numb from the coldness until the bowl is empty.

if this doctor isn’t here, will i never be able to eat this again?

when the bowl is gone, an idea pops into his mind.

if i bring this to mother, will she be happy too?

it’s worth a try. he is willing to do anything for her.

“i’m glad you seem to really like it,” you say from behind, breaking ithaqua out of his thoughts.

he turns back to you upon hearing your voice, holding the bowl out. “seconds,” he says, then adds as an afternote following a brief pause, “...and one more bowl.”

though the last part of his request comes out as a soft whisper, it’s not lost to your ears.

stifling a chuckle with your closed hand covering a part of your lips, you take the bowl from ithaqua’s hands while responding in turn: “as you wish.”

you are about to head to the table, but remembering something then and there, you turn back. “by the way, this is called ice cream, a cold sweet. if you ever find yourself wanting some more, you will always be welcome here.”

with that, you head over to the table, grabbing two disposable bowls from the shelf.

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[thefairylights]

Starting off Kinktober 2023 @vampirefest with a playlist! Sexy songs for sexy prompts of many types. No set ship so we vibe with every pairing. Whatever feels right, is right. ❤️🖤❤️

No more sunlight. The moon awaits us. ⚰️

Now, on to your knees to click that link, my companion heart.

31 tracks for 31 days.

one: mack loren/if i didn’t know better

I take my time and study your face

Thinking of a different place for it to be while you keep

One hand on my waist, you grip my thigh

Heart starts to race

Like you could taste what I'm tryna hide

two: zolita/holy

I can fight but the devil wins

And I will fall like a saint who sins

Forgive me Father, I am weak

And it's not forgiveness that I seek

three: the marias/hush

Don't think you've made it under my skin

Could never get in

Forget about it

Don't talk so much

Your tongue is burning up

I've had enough

four: elley duhe/middle of the night

These burning flames, these crashing waves

Wash over me like a hurricane

I'll captivate, you're hypnotized

Feel powerful, but it's me again

Come, lay me down

'Cause I know this

'Cause I know this sound

five: saint mesa/lion

You burn everything you see

Gold are your fingers

Leaving traces everywhere you go

Diamonds in your skin

My blood flows

six: chloe adams/dirty thoughts

I'm frustrated

Do you really look good naked

And I know that it ain't that holy

But Lord I need this one night only

The more that I push 'em away

The more that you're stuck in my brain

The more I mentally undress

I confess

seven: king mala/she calls me daddy

She's a little bit psycho

But she follows

When I call in the middle of the night

She's got you wrapped around her finger

You try to linger

But she's already on her way to mine

eight: hey violet/unholy

Say your name while our tongues are tied

Getting shivers all down my spine

We're in bed, we're embedded in my mind

nine: hozier/eat your young

I'm starving, darling

Let me put my lips to something

Let me wrap my teeth around the world

Start carving, darling

I wanna smell the dinner cooking

I wanna feel the edges start to burn

ten: chandler leighton/when you say my name

Does it scare you

That I already know what you're into?

You can say less, I bet I can guess

That'll you say whatever to get me undressed

Double dare you, tell me two lies

Don't need no truths

'Cause I can see right through you

You're no good at pretend

I'm using your tricks that you use with your friends

eleven: dezi/sinner

Lead us not into temptation

Your touch is feeling like salvation

If you're down for misbehaving

If you're liking this sensation

Pin me on your wall like an icon

And I pray that you leave the lights on

twelve: banks/fuck with myself

You're in the corner waiting for my love

I put two walls behind you just to lean on

Kinda need 'em 'cause I stood you up

'Cause I fuck with myself more than anybody else

thirteen: dove cameron/breakfast

I'm sick, yeah, I'm sick

And honestly, I'm getting high off it

Do you wanna see a magic trick?

'Cause you don't know what you don't know

But I know

fourteen: lana del rey/freak

Flames so hot that they turn blue

Palms reflecting in your eyes, like an endless summer

That's the way I feel for you

If time stood still I'd take this moment

Make it last forever

fifteen: ari abdul/taste

I'm begging you, untie this noose

Want your hands 'round my neck

I'm begging you, come be my muse

You're all that I have left

sixteen: ag/terrible thing

Oh honey, you're so cold

I lose my self-control

seventeen: jesse joe stark/fire of love

Your kiss rips through the shadows

Lipstick poisons this black rose

Haunted and torn from the heavens

You pull the petals from my mouth

They fall and tenderly black out

Baby, it's been so lonely

eighteen: zaryah/deep dive

Deep dive into my lips

Heat of your breath takes me into your abyss

Hold tight, I'll fulfil every need

Head up, you got me down on my knees

nineteen: lana del rey/gods & monsters

In the land of Gods and Monsters

I was an angel looking to get fucked hard

twenty: darren hayes/insatiable

Breathe in breathe out, there is no sound

We move together up and down

We levitate our bodies soar

Our feet don't even touch the floor

twenty-one: melanie martinez/high school sweethearts

If you can't handle a heart like mine

Don't waste your time with me

If you're not down to bleed, no, oh

If you can't handle the choking, the biting

The loving, the smothering

'Til you can't handle it no more, no more

Go home

twenty-two: ramsey/daddy

Baby, you're divine, I leave my body

Suckin' on your tongue, gold teeth, come find love

twenty-three: massive attack/paradise circus

Love is like a sin, my love

For the ones that feel it the most

Look at her with her eyes like a flame

She will love you like a fly will never love you again

twenty-four: aeseaes/desire

I'm an old

Desire

Sleeping in your skin

I'll take you over

And let you hide

And let you hide

twenty-five: natalia kills/problem

Sweat, dripping down your chest

Thinking 'bout your tattooed knuckles

On my thigh boy boy boy

Cold shower... you got no power to control

How I make you my toy toy toy

My hips rocking

As we keep lip locking

Got the neighbors screaming

Even louder louder

twenty-six: the pretty reckless/going to hell

Gettin' heavy with the devil, you can hear the wedding bells

twenty-seven: meg myers/desire

Baby, I wanna fuck you

I wanna feel you in my bones

Boy, I'm gonna love you

I'm gonna tear into your soul

twenty-eight: soap&skin/me and the devil

And I said hello Satan, ah

I believe it is time to go

Me and the devil walkin' side by side

twenty-nine: chymes/gity

You can trust in me, no, you don't have to hide

Have anything you want, just tell me what you like

Bring out the devil in you, it can't hide

I feel the fire trapped inside

thirty: banks/gimme

At the rock bottom baby crawl, crawl

I let you lick it from the ground, ground

'Cause I've been drippin' for your love, love

You can call me that bitch

thirty-one: nine inch nails/closer

I wanna fuck you like an animal

I wanna feel you from the inside

I wanna fuck you like an animal

My whole existence is flawed

You get me closer to God

You just have to nod your beautiful head and say yes 🩸🩸🩸

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[see-arcane]

Ok here goes

The Red Book 📕

Unknown and Terrible 🌑⚰️

Long Night Drive 🚙 (if I ever travel again to the USA I am doing so again why are night roadtrips so eerie there what happened)

The Harker Records 🖤 🖋️

Death's Dogs 🐕☠️

The M.A.D Gods 😤

Bloody Anniversary 💒

Lady Luna Blue 🔵

The Red Book 📕: A collection of some more explicitly saucy supernatural works. I tend to kind of tiptoe around any direct sexual/erotic aspects in things I write, so this would be more like a writing exercise than anything else, just to see how I can rework (disdainful literati voice) ~smut~ into something meatier ha ha than just a one-and-done indulgence shot. I don't see this one being put together anytime soon, as, again, I'm still prone to side-stepping outright raunchiness versus innuendo. But we'll see what happens.

Unknown and Terrible 🌑⚰️: Short version? Jonathan Harker winds up as the new Dracula following a very bloody climax in Transylvania. He uses Scholomance magic to pull Francis' reincarnation bullshit out through his nose, brings Mina back as a new soul, and tries to get her back. It is very much about me being a petty prick and proving Jonathan and Mina = The Better Romance and the Better Tragic Vampire Lovers. Choke on it, Francis.

Long Night Drive 🚙: This one fittingly only seems to haunt me when I'm driving after dark on empty roads. The premise being a sort of liminal What If? What if someone started a long drive at night and neither the road or the night ever ended? What if the last wrong turn turned them off of Earth's road map and onto Someplace Else's? Ideally this would only hit the driver on a night of Importance. One of those 'things are crossing over' nights--and they crossed over in the wrong direction. Uh oh.

The Harker Records 🖤 🖋️: Oh, but this one gives me brain itches. It's hazy at the edges, but it'd be a sort of fusion between anthology and purposeful/linked Big Narrative. Basically, the Harkers and their friends start becoming unofficial monster hunters/recorders/aides. I always love when paranormal stories have it work out so that if you're stamped once by the uncanny, the uncanny continues to gravitate toward you. I'd like to see them interact with myriad eerie happenings across public domain horrors together. Peak couple's activity <3

Death's Dogs 🐕☠️: An examination of how Death has an abundance of dogs with various tasks bred into them. And how Dracula maybe crossed the paths of more than one spectral hound during his English holiday.

The M.A.D Gods 😤: Augh, it's gathered so much dust, BUT I STILL LOVE IT AND MY WEIRD NUCLEAR NEON YELLOW PANTHEON SO MUCH. The gist is that 1) The Universe was made by one entity basically ejecting the bulk of Its body mass away so Matter could happen and flourish 2) That shit's tiring 3) The Atomic God (named because It is responsible for every atom in the universe) closes Earth around it like shell/blanket for an eons-long nap 4) It creates two guard-gods, Maker and Breaker, to keep any cosmic horror jerks out of the neighborhood--It ditched them to make the known universe so It could have some peace, finally. 5) Hijinks ensue as Maker and Breaker dutifully chokeslam any Lovecraftian interlopers out of the galaxy and spend their free time watching humanity fuck shit up

Bloody Anniversary 💒: An unexpected meetup of various couples in various states of actually being in love, each celebrating their anniversary. One of these couples is older than they seem. And maybe not celebrating the anniversary anyone would expect.

Lady Luna Blue 🔵: Started out as alternative what-if for who the Pretty Girl in Piccadilly might be. She could still go that route, but I think my imagination has long since run off with her into more original territory. Lady Luna Blue is her professional name; at least as Victorian era mediums and mystics go. In-between card readings and seances, she catches the attention of something with much more supernatural weight than she's prepared for. And it happily takes advantage when she invites any 'wandering spirits' in.

#writing about writing #my writing

[capricorndevil15]

Our Wonderland Themesongs Masterpost or Whatever

Out of excitement for the Our Wonderland finale (which is coming out next month!), I've written an incredibly long post sharing one song I associate with each of the main 4 characters (and also Cecil is there), as well as songs for my favorite ships. Come imagine AMVs with me, under the cut!~

To start off, a song that I associate broadly with the plot of OW is Leopard by Jack Stauber. For most of the other songs, I'll pick out certain lyrics to highlight/site my sources lol, but with this one I'd prefer not to because all of the lyrics are The Lyrics. Every time we change, it's a game, okay? Cool.

Characters

🥩Iggy: Devil Town- Bright Eyes (x)

All my friends were vampires Didn't know they were vampires Turns out I was a vampire myself

🚬Genzou: Getchoo- Weezer (x)

I can't believe What you've done to me What I did to them You've done to me

🍷Orlam: I made an entire Orlam playlist, but don't worry. I always have more. Today I'm assigning him,

Shake The Disease- Depeche Mode (x)

You know how hard it is for me to shake the disease That takes hold of my tongue in situations like these Understand me

✂️Gidget: Touch Up- Mother Mother (x)

I forget that I can remember when I was young climbing up fences Scraping my knees, dirt on my cheeks Not one makeover queen bone in me

🔪Cecil: Genie In A Bottle- Billy Cobb (x)

I have no tangible explanation for this one. You'll either get it or you won't and that's okay. 👍🏻

No songs for Bucks or Hunar yet because I need to know more about them first. I've heard the finale is pretty Bucks-centric, so I can't wait 2 play!

My fave ships

💙💚 Iggy/Genzou: Run-Around- Blues Traveler (x)

But I want more than a touch, I want you to reach me And show me all the things no one else can see So what you feel becomes mine as well And soon if we're lucky we'd be unable to tell What's yours and mine, the fishing's fine And it doesn't have to rhyme, so don't you feed me a line!

💙🧡 Iggy/Orlam: Funky- Royal Treatment Plant (x)

I should be over this No time for playing games with little wicked boys

💙💔💜 Iggy/Gidget: COWARD 2 COWARD- Ada Rook (x)

I will become whatever you think of me I will be nothingness or disgusting dreams Idol or target, anything in between Falling forever, witnessed by nobody

🧡🖤 Orlam/Cecil: Somethin' Stupid- Lola Marsh (x)

I know I stand in line until you think you have the time To spend an evening with me And if we go some place to dance, I know that there's a chance You won't be leaving with me Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place And have a drink or two And then I go and spoil it all By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"

🧡💜 Orlam/Gidget: Pure Morning- Placebo (x)

A friend in need's a friend indeed A friend who'll tease is better Our thoughts compressed, which makes us blessed And makes for stormy weather

💜🖤 Gidget/Cecil: Guy.exe- Superfruit (x)

In lieu of cherry-picking specific lyrics I just want 2 say that the AMV in my mind is exquisite. In pursuit of the Guy (with help from Cecil), Gidget becomes the Guy. Do u understand.

💜🖤🧡 Gidget/Cecil/Orlam: Sideways- Carly Rae Jepsen (x)

Everything's goin' my way And I like to get my way Even when things go sideways Rainin' on my parade I get all my confidence from you

Lovecats- The Cure (x)

We should have each other to tea, We should have each other with cream Then curl up in the fire and sleep for a while It's the grooviest thing, it's the perfect dream

(They get two songs because...I said so. ❤️)

💔⚰️ Orlam/Genzou: Suedehead- Morrissey (x)

You had to sneak into my room Just to read my diary It was just to see, just to see All the things you knew I'd written about you

And that's the end! If u want to share your favorite ships or songs you associate with anybody, I'd love to hear them too!

#my official coming out post as gidget/cecil/orlam number 1 fan. #I have been calling them mad3party in my mind. u know like. mad tea party bcuz it's alice in wonderland themed. but. there's 3 of them. #our wonderland #come play dolls with me!

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Not Natural

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: I accidentally wrote something new so not a ton of warnings. We'll see what happens later. Magic, possibly abo, spn inspired, blood, gore, violence, drug use, dark fic maybe, fixing a shoulder, a bit brutally, insults, come ons, I don't actually know much yet so enjoy ⚰️ rating: mature

The blood was still fresh on Dom's boots as he pushed his way into the no-tell motel he'd picked to crash in for the week. His shoulder was aching something awful, if he wasn't mistaken it was out of place yet again but he hadn't had time yet to stop and put it back in place. The moment he was safely inside he double checked the different safety measures he had set up around the room before he dropped his bag off his good shoulder and took a seat in one of the chairs the room had to offer. The ratted old mattress was calling to him almost louder than the screams still echoing in his mind but he hated getting his sheets messy. Shower first.

"I think you should leave it. I don't think you can get any more fluids on those sheets. Good thing you don't carry around a black light." A voice came out of the darkness, teasing and gruff. It made the boy jump but he tried not to show it. Dom's hand slid down his leg but before he could reach for his hidden knife he caught the sound again. A laugh. "I could have your heartstrings as dental floss before you could even try. If I wanted you dead you would be."

His jade eyes tried to search the darkness for any hint of where the voice was coming from. He hadn't switched on all the lights because he honestly didn't like to see all the mess. He was starting to realize that was a mistake, he just hoped it wasn't one his life depended on. For a moment he wondered if the voice was just a new one in his head, he'd had plenty since he was young, and new ones popping up all the time. Then he saw the eyes. "Colorful fhreat. You right, so why ain't I?" He huffed back, he was honestly a little too tired to deal with anything else and normally if they wanted a fight they didn't stand around talking. This one wanted something, he just wasn't sure what. "'Ow'd you get passed me wards?"

A smile curled under the eyes like a Cheshire cat. The analogy wasn't too far off he thought, the thing might want to eat him. He just hoped it would make it quick. "Those are cute. You might want something a little stronger kid. You're pissing off the wrong people."

"Or the right ones."

There was the laugh again. "Yeah maybe. Shiiiit, I had heard you were all proper English but I think your story has been a bit inflated. There's not a proper bone in your body is there…" The thing paused and his hand appeared from the shadows. The fingers snapped and the boy groaned when his shoulder was forcefully popped back into place. He wouldn't make more of a noise, he wouldn't give the beast the satisfaction of hurting him. Fuck that. "-Dom."

Dom rolled his shoulder and sighed, cracking his neck before he sat back and smiled. "Fanks. Am I supposed to be scared you know me name? Wait, was you insulting me?"

The laugh, the smile, the creature finally stepped out of the shadows and Dom was suitably surprised. The fucker was tall and lean, tattooed and… a little bit of a pretty boy if he was honest. "Thanks." He grinned, taking a seat on the bed still calling to Dom though the sight made his stomach flip. How did the monsters always look so sensual? It didn't seem fair. "Quick on the uptake huh kid? Nah, not insulting. I like it dirty. And if you must know, I'm higher on the food chain than those charms can ward off. I can help you if you want."

It was Dom's turn to laugh but he didn't think the sound of his was as sexy. It was more shocked than anything. "Wha' the fuck you on about? 'Elp me? Why would ya do tha'?"

The monster's head tilted, his almost white blonde hair falling in his face. His eyes were such a human blue it almost made Dom forget. "Maybe someone pissed me off. Maybe I think you're cute. Maybe it's all a fucking game to me and I'll kill you later, does it really matter? You can feel me can't you? You can tell my strength? Why the hell would you deny my help?"

"Look bruv, I jus' took out two of ya… siblings or wha'ever. I ain't slept in four days. I'm tired and I know I need to move on bright and bloody early. I don't know wha' ya want but if you ain't 'ere for a fight…" He trailed off and took the giant risk of standing up and walking past the monster. He was surprised when it let him get to the door of the bathroom but when he pushed it open he had to swallow a whine. The bastard was sitting on the back of his toilet with a shit eating grin.

"By all means. I can talk while you bathe." It purred, pulling a cigarette case from its leather jacket. Dom rolled his eyes as the monster lit up what he realized after a moment was a joint but when he tried to flip the overhead vent on it kept snapping its fingers to turn it off. "Those bitches weren't anywhere near my level, I've probably killed more of them than you. If you'd like a shower and some sleep I'll watch over you." It said as Dom hip checked the doorway. "Your clothes are getting sticky."

"Fuck you."

"Not the kindest way to ask but let me answer after you've showered? I thought you hunters were supposed to be smooth."

"I fhought demons were supposed to be scary but here we are." Dom wasn't in the mood to play. He was exhausted and hurting- although less than before, and all he wanted was a few hours of rest before he had to start back on the road the next day. But first a fucking shower.

"If you want me to make you piss yourself…" The demon trailed off, his eyes flashing a strange color Dom had never seen before. He'd been hunting for years and focused on demons for most of that time. The odd blue and black light almost made his blood run cold as the lights flickered above him. "But then I'd really start to like you." It teased and the eyes switched back as quickly as they appeared. "Look kid, we're after the same thing alright? You called to me."

The hunter was positive that hadn't happened, he never called for anyone but especially not a random possibly higher up demon. He was tempted to say yes for just a moment, he would love a little help, but mixing it up with monsters was how his whole life got fucked up to begin with. "Fuck off fuck boy, I'm not in the mood." He grumbled, finally reaching for the knife tucked against his hip he couldn't reach before with his shoulder out of socket. The demon laughed when he threw it at him but he let the weapon stick in his shoulder. That more than anything told Dom he wasn't dealing with a normal monster, that knife should have affected him somehow but it just looked… normal. The guy didn't even bleed much.

The demon sighed and stood up, pulling the knife free of his arm and wiping the blood off on his middle finger. He stepped closer to the boy and smiled down at him before he rubbed the crimson across his inhumanly plush lips. For a human he was magically pretty and even under all the blood and viscera of his fellow demons the kid smelled… heavenly. But he was barely breathing with the monster so close. Just to show off he stabbed the knife into the wall next to the Hunter's head. "I'll let you sleep on it. If you need me just call my name." He hummed, pushing against Dom's bottom lip until it was turned in against his tongue. "Lick." When the boy shook his head he arched a brow and rolled his eyes and finally stepped away.

Dom tried to spit the blood out as the demon left his bathroom but he was sure at least one drop made it down his throat. "Wait- you didn't tell me ya name!" He huffed, turning around and smacking straight into the monster's chest.

"I wanted to see if you'd come after me." The demon smiled, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. He looked like the cat who caught the canary and Dom hopped he wouldn't pluck out all his feathers. "You can call me Kells."

"Kells?"

Kells shivered at the sound and leaned closer as if he would kiss the boy but at the last moment he vanished. Just fucking vanished leaving Dom to wonder if he was real at all. As he turned back to his bathroom and heard his shower start to run he accidentally licked his lips and knew the truth. Not only did he have a demon watching over him, it was a powerful one. Maybe as powerful as the one he'd spent almost a decade hunting. He just couldn't figure out if that was a good thing, or if he was getting into trouble he couldn't begin to understand. Probably the latter, he was good at landing in that.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤 if you want tagged let me know!

I know I have too many fics going at once but if you haven't caught on I have ADHD and I'm on the spectrum and if I try to make myself write something but I'm not feeling it? It just doesn't work. As you've also seen, I get randomly inspired to work on old fics so it will happen even if it's a bit but I hope it's sooner rather than later. I've been watching Supernatural lately and it's another of my old hyperfixations so this popped into my head. I hope you enjoy! If you like it I might add more ⚰️🖤🔗

#yungblud #dominic harrison #dom harrison #machine gun kelly #mgk #colson baker #dom and colson #dom and colson fic #dom x colson #dom x colson fic #yungblud and machine gun kelly #yungblud and machine gun kelly fic #yungblud x machine gun kelly #yungblud x machine gun kelly fic #com #com fics #domson #domson fics #my fics #jinx fics #possible abo #spn inspired #drug use #blood

[hpsaffics]

☠️ WLW Wed: MCD ☠️

A jointly compiled HP femslash rec list made by the lovely members of the HP SAFFICS discord server. See all previous rec lists in the WLW Library on Tumblr or AO3!

Currently: Main Character Death Previously: Vampires (see list & list)

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🪦 LONG (>10k) 🪦

Duck of Summer Series by @cadenceoftherain [Fleur/Hermione, E, 364k]

Dusk of Summer takes place during Hermione's fourth year at Hogwarts, the same year that Fleur Delacour visits the school in hope to compete in the Triwizard Tournament, and the same year they begin their love affair. This is an alternate universe, so possibilities are limitless.

This Is Where by @kiconwrites [Lavender/Parvati, G, 28.2k]

Various moments of Parvati and Lavender through their years at Hogwarts as they deal with self-identity, internalized homophobia, and a Hogwarts crueler than anybody could've imagined

Bathed in the Blood of the Moon by @blue-sunshine [Hermione/Luna, E, 26.6k]

It's 2009. Unspeakable Hermione Lovegood is well-adjusted and happily married... Apart from some unhealed wounds, she couldn't ask for a better life. That is, until the Unspeakables receive a cursed artefact, which gets sent straight to Hermione to be studied. It's ancient. It's full of hatred. It's hungry. And it'll do anything to get what it wants.

Agony by Sela_McGrane [Hermione/Minerva, M, 19.6k]

A journey spanning years in snippets as Hermione and Minerva make choices regarding their relationship and what it entails. What choice one of them makes will be the deciding factor of their future. A letter beyond the grave brings answers long left unanswered, and agony.

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🪦 MEDIUM (3-10k) 🪦

out with the lanterns, looking by @evadwrites [Narcissa/Lily, T, 9.9k]

Narcissa is a moth to Lily’s flame, forever at her mercy, ready to sacrifice the remaining shards of her sanity for a sliver of Lily’s love and the promise of Lily’s life. She’s so desperate in her attempts that she forgets one simple truth—all promises can be broken just as easily as they’re made.

Without you by ConfusednDisappointed [Bellatrix/Pandora, NR, 5.6k]

Pandora is dead and now Bellatrix is suddenly alone with their child. How the fuck is she supposed to handle that?

Love come in (the water is fine) by 1800stanginny [Alice/Narcissa, NR, 3.9k]

Four years after the second wizarding war they find a way to reverse the effects of the Cruciatus Curse. Narcissa Black is already dead.

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🪦 SHORT (<3k) 🪦

Against the Tide by @akaseru [Fleur/Hermione, E, 2.4k]

Hermione knew what was happening and was terrified and panicking, not that Fleur could perceive it; there was nothing to see but the want in her eyes. The long-dormant creature within had finally woken up and seized control, and the curly-haired woman was powerless before it.

Lit Match by @phantomato [Alecto/Lily, E, 1.9k]

Redheads should stick together.

posso ancora aspettare by @nanneramma [Luna/Pansy, M, 1.9k]

Pansy meets a sunbeam. But, like most things, it doesn't last.

nobody nobody nobody by @gloivy [Lavender/Parvati, M, 1.8k]

All she wants is a kiss. A kiss she does not deserve.

Ennemie by @sandervansunshine [Lavender/Hermione, E, 1.5k]

Maybe she’ll never know when her envy turned to desire. Or maybe it didn’t — maybe her envy lent itself to her want and darkened it until it was abhorrent and scarred, leaving her mangled inside and out.

Perfection by killing_kurare [Bellatrix/Lily, T, 224]

Lily has never been prettier

My Sweet by scatteredlogic [Lavender/Parvati, M, 200]

Temptation becomes too much.

fuck your pride by @siriusly-sapphic [Mary/Emmeline, T, 200]

Mary doesn't want to be proud of her wife's death.

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⚰️ Want more MCD femslash? ⚰️

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#hp saffics #hp femslash #hp wlw #mcd #major character death #wlw wednesday #wlw library

[wildmelon]

day 13— loner 🗝️🌌🗻⚰️🕯️🌑 8/?

lore & details ↓

a self-identified loner, blue has no shortage of vampiric contacts but prefers to travel alone. no one knows what his name was in life or much of his backstory, but seraphina is convinced he was some kind of royalty. she’s one of the friends he turns up to visit without notice every few years. especially since he considers it his job to reign in her hedonistic tendencies every once in a while. last she heard, he was in jakarta. blue copes with his undeadness by following a strict code of ethics. he’s honorable, generous, and kind, if quiet. 

fun fact: blue and seraphina are characters originally inspired by my vampire: the masquerade mcs. i don’t consider them part of that universe anymore but blue was originally ventrue and seraphina toreador 👻 i wrote a series of short stories about them having a friends-to-lovers x opposites attract arc over different decades.

[lore: immortality is a heavy burden, and an existence fed by sapping life can seem irreparably corrupt. feelings of loneliness, angst, and ennui tend to grow as vampires age, referred to as the melancholia. many stave off this phenomenon by finding a higher purpose, whether through found family, art, work, or travel.]

#28bloodynightscas #ts4 edit #sims 4 edit #simblreen #sims 4 vampires #ts4 vampires #sims 4 supernatural #my sims #simspo #sim: blue kabir #wm: ts4

[broomsticks]

bc monkey brain does what it wants to do, whenever it wants to do it, have a ridiculously belated

halloween-themed wolfstar rec bingo

🐈‍⬛ halloween '81: October 30, 1981 // Penknife // 1k, M 🩸 blood: The Cartography of the Wreck // berhanes (sqvalors) // 2.6k, T 😱 full moon gone wrong: How to be happy // TheDivineComedian // 6k, T 👹 monsters: Amateur Cartography // montparnasse // 50k, M 🕸️ free space: If We Make It Through December // Suchsmallhands // 14k, G 🍬 trick or treat: they walk in the dark // watfordbird33 // 1.7k, T ⚰️ death: Small Bones of Courage // 15k, E 🎭 costume party: Lie With Me // Squidgilator // 12k, M 👻 ghosts: The Love Song of Sirius Black // kaydeefalls // 7k, M

bingo board by @moonwalker94 for hpfc :)

🐈‍⬛ halloween '81: October 30, 1981 // Penknife // 1k, M. two parallel stories, canon compliant, short and so punchy.

The last good day he will remember, Remus spends the afternoon sitting on the windowsill of his flat pretending to read a book. Actually he is drinking in the deep blue sky and the golden light through the trees and the quiet of the street when everyone is off to work or school. The book is so that he can tell himself he is doing something, because there is no time these days to waste, even though he has nowhere to be until evening.

🩸 blood: The Cartography of the Wreck // berhanes (sqvalors) // 2.6k, T. angsty trust-issues first war wolfstar in interconnected vignettes get me every time. every time.

He thinks about the bruises etching themselves into his bones and the ache settling deeper than muscle. He thinks about how the man tending his wounds is the man holding him together is the man who might be trying to take him apart.

😱 full moon gone wrong: How to be happy // TheDivineComedian // 6k, T. it’s the moon in poa that goes wrong :)

"I want to go," said Harry quietly. "This is my fault, after all. If I had conjured a better Patronus –" "No, Harry" said Lupin. "It's my fault. If I hadn't turned at that precise moment –" "It's not your fault you're a werewolf!" said Harry. "It's not your fault you're an unhappy teen," said Lupin. "Still, we both failed at playing the cards we were dealt with, didn't we? We were playing an unfair game, and this -" he gestured to the corridor, "this is losing. Let's go and face it."

👹 monsters: Amateur Cartography // montparnasse // 50k, M. first war montparnasse fics capture just everything i think and feel and want to say about monsters and this ship so have an extra-long vibe quote (it's two sentences).

Monsters, it turns out, are what Dumbledore has in mind: werewolves mostly, same as it’s been for nearly a year, but now too giants and vampires and hags crouching in the distant crags and cracks of England where the bloodless whispers of war go unheeded by those living unfettered at the knife-edge of constant battles already long lost, strange covens of pale, mud-splattered people huddling under the cowl of their curse with their own dialect, their own dark comforts, their own brutal justice, weighed on the scales of fearful necessity and savage hunger. The cottage in the woods will lend him greater credence than a flat in Camden and a part-time desk job at a Muggle library and, though Dumbledore doesn’t say so, a handsome, reluctant Auror-to-be boyfriend with a last name louder than his motorbike; so Remus hoards what little he has and settles into the hillside, fighting his way through the roses and the mint that’s conquered the old garden and taking tea outside with The Secret Mating Patterns of Boggarts and Misery for Pastime and Profit at sundown, dwindling into the house with the ancient, dusty draught blowing through the kitchen every night and speaking its comfort against his lips and his ears, gently, gently.

🕸️ free space: If We Make It Through December // Suchsmallhands @shipsnsails // 14k, G. this fic is a solace, a warm little shelter in a snowstorm, a temporary respite in between the two wars.

He remembered when it was warm. Sipping absently and staring vacantly, he remembered summer and the heat that touched every memory. Even the warm nights on the parapets of Gryffindor tower, when four boys could gather and smoke cigarettes and grass without bundling up. The stars overhead seemed closer and blurrier in the summertime. Only the moonlight remained untouched by the sweetness of the summers, which brought visits at the Potter’s, and swimming in creeks without a shirt because the only people near enough to see were his friends.

🍬 trick or treat: they walk in the dark // watfordbird33 // 1.7k, T. have a side of james/peter to go with your remus/sirius 😘

They run until they’re somewhere else, and then Sirius is slamming Remus up against the wall, and every other time felt like play, but this doesn’t feel like play. This feels like James and Peter. This feels like Sirius means it. And then he’s molding himself to Remus. He’s fitting his curves and he’s touching him everywhere and there’s fire in between them and they’re kissing. They kiss like the end of the world and the beginning. They tumble and they’re not coming up.

⚰️ death: Small Bones of Courage // 15k, E. small bones small bones my love my baby! i'm not normal about this fic. what writing -- but it is Death, front and center.

Sirius insides tug reluctantly, but he nods. The eternal serpent in his blood rears up and strikes violently at his spirit for rolling over like this, letting the dark creature have its way, losing the only battle worth fighting—infused with the unique strength of resignation, Sirius does the bravest thing he’s done in years and simply ignores the venom. “Alright,” he sighs. Alright, alright, alright. So much of Sirius’ time has been spent convincing himself of that vapid untruth. He thinks fondly of the time that he has now—precious little, but time nonetheless—to spend on enjoying what’s left of Remus’ existence instead of pretending that hell has frozen over.

🎭 costume party: Lie With Me // @squidgilator // 12k, M. all costume no party, i'm reccing it anyway. a polyjuice potion + magical theory-heavy first war fic.

summary: Sirius meets Remus unexpectedly, in somebody else's body. Nobody trusts anybody.

👻 ghosts: The Love Song of Sirius Black // kaydeefalls // 7k, M. ghosts in the sense of a series of canon-divergent vignettes, and ghosts in the sense of --

"You won't be here when I wake, will you?" "No," Sirius says, and he suddenly knows it's true. This is Remus' dream, and he was lucky enough to be a part of it, but his time is running out as surely as sand slips through an hourglass. "No, I won't." He kisses Remus' forehead. Remus nods, very still in Sirius' arms. He closes his eyes. "Remus," Sirius whispers. "Will you do me one favor? Please?"

#wolfstar #remus x sirius #harry potter fanfiction #wolfstar fanfiction #hp fics #my fic recs #fic rec list

[mysticfallsresidents]

@xxgotthedevilinsidexx sent from damon salvatore to katherine pierce : " Aren’t you the prettiest thing on this side of hell? "

⚰️    ――――       KATHERINE  KNEW  SHE  HAD  DISAPPOINTED  DAMON  FOR  NOT  BEING  IN  THAT  TOMB  WHERE  HE  HAD  HOPED  SHE'D  BE.  after  all,  she  needed  to  escape  the  hands  of  klaus.  if  she  had  been  in  that  tomb  when  he  had  found  her,  she  wouldn't  be  around  at  all,  and  how  would  that  make  damon  feel?  even  though  her  feelings  had  always  leaned  towards  stefan,  his  little  brother,  she  still  had  a  fondness  for  damon  salvatore.  he  was  mean,  doting,  and  only  sweet  to  those  he  liked,  and  she  happened  to  be  one  of  them;  also,  did  she  mention,  hot?  she  loved  making  him  a  little  angry,  just  because  of  the  way  his  nostrils  would  flare,  and  his  eyes  would  turn  icy  blue.  it  was  enough  to  fuel  the  desire  she  had  for  him;  even  though  it  may  not  be  love,  not  fully,  not  as  strong  as  she  had  for  stefan.  but  stefan  was  hopelessly  in  love  with  that  dull  elena  gilbert.  what  did  he  see  in  her  anyway?  it  didn't  matter.  she  got  the  other  brother,  and  she'd  have  to  make  due   [   ....   ]   even  if  he  wasn't  completely  happy  with  all  the  lies  she's  told  to  him.  she'd  just  have  to  make  up  for  it.

A  SEDUCTIVE  SMIRK  FORMED  ON  HER  LIPS  AT  HIS  WORDS,  CAUSING  HER  TO  GIGGLE.  she  approaches  damon,  with  caution,  and  reaches  out  her  hand  to  touch  his  chest,  stroking  him.        ❛      oh  damon,  you  know  how  to  make  a  girl's  heart  swoon.  did  you  miss  me     ?      ❜     she  asked,  biting  down  on  her  bottom  lip  as  she  peered  up  at  him  with  doe  eyes.  she  knew  that  he  did  miss  her,  it  was  clear.  after  all,  he's  been  searching  for  her  for  an  endless  amount  of  years  and  now  that  she  was  finally  here,  he  didn't  seem  all  that  happy.  in  fact,  he  looked  annoyed.  she  could  change  that.     ❛      you're  so  hot  when  you're  angry,  did  you  know  that     ?     you  don't  have  to  be.  i'm  here  now,  after  all  this  time  that  you've  been  looking  for  me,  and  you're  just  going  to  stand  there     ?     is  this  what  your  grand  master  plan  was     ?     boring.  that's  not  the  damon  i  fell  in  love  with.      ❜

#I LOVE THIS ALREADY #xxgotthedevilinsidexx #xxgotthedevilinsidexx: katherine pierce #katherine pierce ( answered meme. ) #ic ( answered meme. ) #kiss me or queue me.

[emdotcom]

Unreblogable Tech Lore:

Got a fun lil' post that's dead & unreblogable? Fuck it -- go gravedigging. Op can't handle the note spam, but you & I have a secret trick up our sleeves: turning off the fucking notifications & comments to the post.

Example:

🍏 Exampleapple Follow

Op turned off reblogs to this post. Fick

⚰️ Graverobber6969 Follow

Like that'll fucking stop me.

🔮 I-magic-your-posts Follow

Presto! Unreblogable is made reblogable

General rules:

If it's a personal post or misinformation, leave it the hell alone. Let it stay dead.

If the original is still out there or reblogable, you're just fucking stealing. Unreblogable posts are dead, unless you make them reblogable again, so they're fair game, but, like. Don't repost anyone's shit, ESPECIALLY if it's art or other content.

You can put fake usernames & fake icons, but if you do it on the very first part of the post, it's gonna look weird. It will also look weird if you add a fake notes count.

Use emojis for fake icons, bold fake urls, don't use people's actual urls. You can add a fake "Follow" in blue.

Sometimes posts SEEM unreblogable, but it's just that you've been blocked by somebody in the rb chain/by op. I try to fish through comments, if they're still on, to see if anyone's mentioned it's unreblogable, first.

It's nice to link to the og post. I do it in the comments, 'cause Tumblr gets fishy about putting it in the main body of the post.

#unreblogable tech #gale chatter #less of a how to guide for others more of a personal style guide to keep me on-model

[sonourge]

‼️PINNED‼️

• Call me Thrasher🔥 I’m ThrasherScourge over on Twitter, where you can find my nsfw art.

• 21+ account! I write and discuss adult fanfiction.

• Queer romance, DILFs, monsters, horror. ⚰️🕊️ Rarepairs, weird kinks, dark themes & sensitive content. All characters are 19+!

• Anti-harassment. If you support harassing individuals over fiction, this isn’t the spot for you.

• Multishipper! Sonadow, Sonourge, and Sonjet are my big three and I tend to gravitate toward a lot of rarepairs. Primarily queer ships live here.

• ThrasherScourge is my main Ao3 account. I also have a “dead dove” account under HedgehogHarem.

• If it sucks, hit da bricks! 🏃🏼💨

My Fanfics 🌙

Royal Blue

(collaboration with VocaSonic) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/39286155/chapters/98308548 ONGOING

Ships: Sonadow, Sonjet (Sonjetadow endgame)

"I want him at my feet," Jet cooed, letting Sonic's head woefully drop back down in his tired spell. "I want him in my bed."

"My prince," Shadow said firmly, "Jet. You're lucky to not have had your skull shattered, and you want to make a bed mate out of him?"

Babylonian Prince Jet has captured the unruly 'Blue Phantom' to serve under his heel in the most humiliating of ways. Tasked with breaking the unlikely slave is none other than the best trainer in the kingdom; Shadow the hedgehog.

Diamond in the Cuffs

(Collaboration with VocaSonic - side story to Royal Blue) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/44493277/chapters/111912745 COMPLETE

Ships: Mimic/Slinger, Infinite/Gadget

Gadget the wolf. Ex-Resistance. Brand new slave to the deadly mercenary leader Infinite. Dedicated and misguided, a horrible truth about his new owner unfolds during his first day in captivity, but Gadget may lack the kind of self-preservation that would send a normal person running for their lives.

Slinger the ocelot. Pet of the Babylonian court. Slave to Mimic. His days of being in the Resistance are long gone, but that's not to say all old wounds are fully healed. There's a disturbing past hidden under the doting exterior of master and pet, one that's been kept from anyone until now.

You’ve Got Imposter Syndrome (series)

NFWMB

(part 1) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/38758530 COMPLETE

Ship: Sonadow

“You were just trying to kill me,” he said, with flat incredulity.

“Dramatic,” Shadow replied, to Sonic’s open-mouthed disbelief. “I wasn’t trying to kill you. You know that.”

He did know that. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to be a petulant little shit about it, still.

—

When your arch nemesis; turned rival; turned world-saving partner; turned kinda, sorta friend falls into a conundrum of epically horny proportions, the reasonable course of action is obvious. Right?

Dogs Don’t Go to Heaven, Scourge

(part 2) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/38781510 COMPLETE

Ship: Sonourge

“How did you know?” was Sonic’s only reply, quills bristling, ears falling in miserable discovery.

Scourge snickered again. The way he raked his pale eyes up and down Sonic’s body was probably a little insulting. But, really. He couldn’t help himself.

“Like that would be hard to figure out,” he scoffed. “We’re opposites, baby.”

—

Sonic treads dangerous waters with an old foe, and neither are leaving unscathed.

Maelstrom

(part 3) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/40529631 COMPLETE

Ship: Shadourge

“Are you here to sleep with him,” he finally said, realizing he’d have to indulge if he wanted to understand at all, “Or to make me jealous about it?”

Neither; both; all of the above, Scourge thought.

“You left out our third option, Stripes.”

“I am absolutely not going to sleep with you.”

—

Neither of them thought of the other as a true contender. At least, not until today.

No Limits

(Collaboration with VocaSonic) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/39038703/chapters/97652583 COMPLETE

Ship: Sonjet

Leaning back, but not yet making a move to rise, Sonic met him with a chagrined, lidded gaze. Flatly, with a slow grin curling at his mouth, he said,

“Want me to do anything else while I’m down here, Jet?”

He did. Not that he would ever admit that.

(The following are under my pseud HedgehogHarem)

Shrike

(Collaboration with VocaSonic) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/41361150/chapters/103717146 ONGOING

Ships: Sonadow, Metadow (Sonmetadow if you squint real hard)

Armed with a new machine that corrupts chaos energy, the Eggman Empire has finally won. Using Sonic as the very weapon to attack the people he once used to protect, the resulting effects on him leave the rest of his deepest desires and emotions flipped on their heads. The most important of which is only sated by none other than Shadow, who finds himself stripped of his power and left to survive in the ring with the monster his old rival has become.

As the world caves in

(Collaboration with PlurmpDankensteinMcFlurten) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/46277845/chapters/116510500 ONGOING

Ships: Sonegg, Sonadow if you squint (not the focus)

Black Doom has begun wiping out all life on the planet. Shadow has let his hatred blind him. Sonic has nowhere to run. Robotnik has his own plans.

At the end of the fucking world, there’s nothing left to do but hold on to each other.

What I Wouldn’t Give

(Collaboration with HuntedHart) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/43368535/chapters/109018105 ONGOING

Ships: Sonegg (x2)

Dr. Robotnik is the tyrant emperor of a ruined Mobius, and Sonic is the one enemy he's never been able to crush. Tinker is a reclusive scientist, and Sonic is a pest he can't help but feel responsible for.

A rift between universes causes the two Sonics to trade places. Robotnik is delighted to exact his frustrations on a Sonic who can't fight back. Tinker faces a totally foreign Sonic with the kind of scars he can't help but feel even more responsible over.

Laphog

(Collaboration with HuntedHart) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/41323890/chapters/103616961 ONGOING

Ships: Sonegg, Sonadow (later), background Sonally and Sonknuckles

Now he was getting it. Robotnik’s smile widened, watching realization and panic dawn on Sonic’s face. ‘You can’t,’ Sonic had said, and Robotnik laughed. “Can’t I?” he said. “And how are you going to stop me?”

Sonic had always escaped before; had always come out on top one way or another. For the first time, he's not so sure.

#royal blue au #shrike au #imposter syndrome au #no limits au

[mino-diabolik]

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(🏃‍♀️)

Hallomeme!

⚰️- Burying a body!

The sound of metal tearing through dirt broke through the eerie silence on a night of Halloween. The frustration of a Founder emanated out of his figure, glancing back and forth between the cold body resting on the ground next to his feet to the hole he’d been been attempting to dig to the perfect size since well over ten minutes. He kept on grumbling to himself, obviously irked.

“One can’t even enjoy their day off anymore without having someone be up their ass,” the demon huffed, plunging the shovel into the soil once more. He paused for a moment, lifting his foot and resting it on the edge of the tool. “You asked for it, stupid hoe. When I’m on my days off—specially on Halloween—you can’t just come out of the blue and start wanting to pick up a fight out of nowhere! That get people dead!” He paused for a moment, suddenly realizing what just come out of his mouth. “You know what? Never mind…”

The Founder turned back to shoveling dirt of the way, still bitching to… a corpse. A dead, beyond the realm of the dead, body. He truly was incredibly pissed at being interrupted on his night of fun, so there really was no helping it.

It was good people were walking around covered in fake blood all the time. He wouldn’t have to change into new clothes and people wouldn’t bat an eye.

He looked the corpse over one last time as he walked around it, kicking it a few times to roll it over towards the hole. “You know, I was thinking,” he huffed, chatting up the corpse like he would with a living being, “red doesn’t really fit you.”

#diabolikloversoc #mystic tsukinami #scarlett wakahisa #kindan-no-kanojo #hallomeme #oc interaction #🎃

[funbonded]

【   💀   】 @fazerleague​​ sought 【  ⚰️   】 : “ please don’t go… don’t leave me. “ -circus baby :) saw this one and had feelings;;;;;;

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏

Ah. He stops in his tracks. Frozen even but do not allude such a thing to him. He would deny that anything had this effect on him. Sigh wraps him, through his speaker. Things were never easy. Leaving Baby in the dust should have been. But it wasn’t. Why couldn’t it just be easy? Remember the reason for an empty handslot. Bonbon was gone. It was her fault...Maybe not entirely. 

Funtime Freddy wished he could somehow not care about Baby anymore ...it was near impossible. She was family. Family, family....family. 

....

.....

Don’t turn around. Don’t turn-

He’s turned himself around. Still too conflicted to make advances toward he but stood there, fist balled up, cruel silver-blues trained onto her. Through some struggle he manages to just to hold most of his temper for now. He remembers leaving her behind before. It had been so much easier then. His anger towards her for axing his bunny from the hivemind, yet the decision to leave Baby behind had not only been his own but had been Ballora’s and Foxy’s too. 

✟ Ƒ Ƒ｡✟ ❝   Shut up! You don’t get to say that! Not after...not after EVERYTHING you’ve done!You're always saying how you DON'T NEED ME so why have you changed your mind all of a sudden?!  ❞   So much for keeping his composure. Though his own anger has sparked pain within his circuits. He doesn’t mean it. He is just as guilty of hurting Baby as she is to hurting him. 

#† YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE | ic #☠ FOUND | answered #❥ FAMILY PORTRAIT . LETS PLAY PRETEND ACT LIKE IT COMES NATURALLY | Baby {fazerleague}

[taintedevesayori]

⚰️ Diatober ⚰️

Day 21: Lovesick | Prompts by @fruit-of-infidelity | Masterlist

“I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot Let me be your coffee pot You call the shots, babe I just wanna be yours”

Kou followed Ruki down the hall after school, lost in thought. He was getting closer to Sayo, there was no doubt about that, but it wasn’t enough for him. It felt like every time he had her in his grasp, she would slip loose again. He needed to be confident he had her…but how? She was so difficult…

“Kou,” Ruki held his arm out in front of Kou to stop him. “Hold it.”

“Hm? What is it Ruki?”

He motioned for Kou to look further down the hall. There they could see Sayo with her back to them, talking with one of the second year boys. Toma was in Kisa’s class, so she had interacted with him a little, but didn’t actually know much about him.

“Sayori, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“What is it?” She asked, fairly curious as to why he had pulled her away from her friends.

It should have been obvious, but Sayo had always been a little oblivious. 

“I…I really like you. I was wondering…if you wanted to go out on a date this weekend?”

She was at a loss for words. It was surprising to have someone confess to her out of the blue. Even if it had happened before, she was awkward with these sorts of things so it took her a moment to compose herself. 

“Um…I’m really sorry…I’m not interested in dating anyone right now.”

“Oh…” he muttered, but then forced a smile. “You don’t have to apologize. Thanks for hearing me out.”

“We can be friends, though?” 

“Yeah, friends,” he grinned. “I should get going now. See ya!”

She waved as he ran off. Once he was out of earshot she let out a sigh, running a hand through her hair. 

“That’s always so awkward…”

The two boys watched as she headed back into her classroom. 

“Sayori really is lucky~” they could hear a girl say some distance behind them. “Boys confess to her all the time!”

“I don’t think she agrees,” another girl chuckled. “She’s rejected every one of them.”

“Think she has her eye on someone?”

“Who knows? Either that or she just isn’t interested in dating anyone.”

“Still, I think I would go on at least one date just for the experience!”

By now, they were out of earshot, so the two couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation. Ruki glanced back at Kou to find there was a dark look on the boy’s face. He knew Kou was jealous. It would have been better for him not to have seen that, but there was no way Ruki could have prevented it. 

“Get it together, Kou. She turned him down. There’s no reason to be upset.”

“Right…” he muttered, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. 

“Let’s go. She’ll be done with her friends soon.”

Kou nodded, following after Ruki in silence.

“Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours”

Kou wanted to just let it go…but what happened earlier kept coming back to him. Sayo had rejected that guy. He understood that. But he never thought that other boys might confess their feelings for her…that they might try to steal her from him. He couldn’t have that. Sayo was going to be his…No, she was his. 

Later that night, he found himself outside her door without realizing it. He was upset. He knew he shouldn’t confront her because he might say the wrong thing and make the situation worse, but he found himself going into her room anyway.

“Kou?” She looked up from her book in surprise. 

From the look on his face, she knew he was upset about something.

“Are you okay…? Is something wrong?”

He walked right up to her bed. “I saw what happened at school.”

That only confused her more. “Um…a lot of things happen at school. Can you be more specific?” 

“That guy confessed to you.”

“Oh, that…”

She repressed the urge to sigh. He didn’t have any reason to be upset about it, but obviously he was anyway. This conversation could get messy.

“Who was he?” He narrowed his eyes at her. 

“Toma, a guy from Kisa’s class. I don’t know him very well. Honestly, I was really surprised by it. But I turned him down. You saw that part too, right?”

He was quiet for a minute as he realized he had done exactly what he didn’t want to do. In the end, all he could do was nod. 

“And you’re still jealous?” She cocked an eyebrow at him. “Kou, you have no reason to be.”

“But-!” 

“He wanted to go on a date on Saturday. But do you know what I’ll be doing after band practice?”

“What…?”

There was only one way to placate him. She knew this wouldn’t end smoothly otherwise. 

“Going shopping with you. Unless you have other plans?”

He stared in surprise. She never wanted to go out because of the possibility of being spotted by paparazzi. And yet she was suggesting it? 

“Nope!” He grinned. “I’ll take you on a shopping date, Sayo. I’ll buy you anything you want~”

“I’m not asking so that you’ll buy me things.” 

“But this time you’ll let me, right?” He urged.

“We’ll see,” she caved. “Maybe a new book or something.”

“That’s all? You can ask me for more expensive things. I don’t mind~”

“You know I don’t have expensive tastes,” she chuckled. “But like I said, we’ll see. Happy now?”

“Yup,” he grinned. “I’m glad you would rather go out with me than some other guy.”

“You’re impossible,” she sighed. “At this point, that much should have been obvious.”

He suddenly smirked, leaning down towards her chest. 

“And I’m the only one you’ll let do this too, right~?”

His tongue traced her collarbone, his fangs nicking her shoulder. 

“Kou…! Come on, really?”

“Just a little?” He asked, licking up the small amount of blood that had spilled. 

“Whatever,” she sighed. “I guess it’s fine.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He bit down on her shoulder, holding her tight. Maybe things were fine after all…

“I wanna be your vacuum cleaner (wanna be yours) Breathing in your dust (wanna be yours) I wanna be your Ford Cortina (wanna be yours) I will never rust (wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)”

#diatober #diatober 2023 #diabolik lovers oc #diabolik lovers #sayori makina #kou mukami #ruki mukami #Spotify

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Holy Water

Not Natural

The Devil's Trap

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: still new so not many, a hint of slow burn, spn inspired, alpha/omega dynamics, demon Kells, hunter Dom, teasing, insults, blood, pain, mentions of a curse, unsafe driving, boys being playful and mean to each other, threats, innuendo, edging if you squint, flirting ⚰️ rating: mature

"Do you play with yourself?" Dom was so shocked by the purred voice and sudden appearance of a demon in his car that he swerved into the other lane and cursed as he tried to right the wheels. Thankfully it was a long stretch of straight highway and late enough no one else was around but he was still annoyed. The bastard disappeared after making him feel weird about his curse and that was his first question back?

"The fuck you on about?" He grumbled back, cracking his neck and clenching his fingers around the steering wheel. He had been getting sleepy but he certainly wasn't anymore. His heart was racing and he couldn't help but squeeze his thighs.

"Do. You. Play?" The demon asked, his voice dripping with something akin to lust but Dom knew it couldn't be for him. The wanker was just teasing him, he was sure of it.

"Don't everyone?" He huffed back, completely ignoring the point of what the beast asked. He knew what Kells was asking but he didn't have to share everything.

"I'm talking about- Do you touch your pussy Dominic?" Kells didn't know why it was bugging him so much and he tried to sound nonchalant but he knew he was failing. He'd tried to leave and focus on anything else all fucking day but the image of those plush spread thighs was burned into his retinas. Since finally talking to the Hunter he couldn't seem to stay away for more than a few hours.

Dom clenched his thighs again, his breath coming a little faster. He'd gone years barely ever thinking about the extra hole between his legs- he ignored it as much as he could. For a few days every month he would notice himself a little extra tingly but otherwise he acted as if it didn't exist. Now it felt like a near constant buzz as if he'd shoved a toy inside himself, something he'd never actually done. Not that a monster deserved to know.

"Do you get wet?" Kells asked, his voice low in the darkness. The car was starting to feel too small for such an ancient rumbling giant of one. There was more than enough space but neither of them felt like it anymore. The demon took a deep breath and turned sideways, sprawling himself across the bench seat. His sunglasses slid down his nose as he watched the boy. The human. The thing that should be his enemy. Why did he care? How long could he say-

"Why?"

"For science." Yeah that didn't work. "Why are you scared to answer? I'd tell you all about it if I had one. Let's just say I'm curious."

"Yeah but you a slut." Dom teased and in the shadows he could see that Cheshire grin spread across the demon's face.

"And you're a fucking prude. Come on, you can tell me. I'm amazing at keeping secrets." He sighed as he eased across the seat, inching closer to the human whose scent wouldn't leave his mind. "When it's late and you're stuck in those ratty old beds and you're lonely, do you explore yourself? Do you touch yourself and soak yourself and bury your fingers in that pretty tight cu- shit!" Before he could reach the kid Dom swerved the car again, sending him tumbling back against the door to hit his head on the window. Hard. He was pretty sure he heard it crack but that might have been his skull. Shit.

"Contrary to your fucking massively inflated ego- I ain't trying to fuck you Kells. You don't get to ask shite like tha' outta the bloody blue. Now be a good bitch and stay." Dom growled, his nostrils flaring with his soft plush lip raised in a snarl.

The demon couldn't help but laugh, no matter what Dom said he could taste his desire in the air. Kells knew he was hot. Besides, he knew the demon who had cursed Dom, the monster the boy had almost had a relationship with. He knew he was the punk's type. He'd meant to just fuck with him but he found himself more turned on than he'd been in so long. There was something about the faux omega that tickled his instincts and it bugged him. Attraction gave someone power over you. He was just trying to take his power back. "Oh Domie, I'm not the bitch here. Besides, I already know the answer. You're too much a fucking prude to have any fun but you do get wet. I can smell you."

Dom's blood was boiling. He hadn't asked for help. He hadn't asked for the bastard to tag along and pick at every insecurity he had. He hadn't asked to be slipped that crimson mickey that he was sure was the only reason he was looking twice at the literal demon in his car. That was the problem here, the blood. That's all that was making him- "Oh god." The beast was right- he was wet. He'd never really been wet. It wasn't much but enough to feel sticky and warm between his legs and he was starting to regret wearing his pants so high. The ridge of his inseam was riding up between his folds and driving him mad.

"Mmm, definitely not that bastard." Kells teased, he knew he was in trouble but it wasn't like the kid could actually hurt him. He didn't have the weaponry. Everything else he tried was honestly just foreplay, even the hot blood trickling through his blonde hair to soak into the back of his shirt felt like a display of lust. A pleasurable tease. A first step to them finding their way to bed together but he knew he shouldn't. He truly had come to help the Hunter find their shared enemy.

"Cute. Why you back Kells?" Dom huffed, trying not to squirm too much in his seat. He wouldn't give the monster the satisfaction.

"We're hunting together." He shrugged, taking his glasses off and folding them before he slipped them into his pocket. He tried to lean back and get comfortable but it was difficult. His pants were too tight and his cock too hard. He was just glad the boy didn't know how much a fuck up he really was, how disgusting he was. Being a demon was one thing but the thoughts he had about the kid? Shit.

"No, you're stalking me while I'm 'unting."

"Same difference."

"It's really not. If I told you to fuck off again?"

"Did it work last time?" The demon grinned, sticking his tongue out as the boy sighed deep. "Do you need to ride?"

Dom choked on spit and spluttered, stuttering a moment as he glanced to the monster with wide eyes. "Wha'?"

The human almost shrieked but he could feel his blood inside him all rushing south. "Do you need me to drive for a while? What the fuck dude? Settle."

"Oi! No one touches me car." Dom knew he had to have done that on purpose. He wasn't sure why he was being tortured with the demon but he knew logically the fucker could help. "I'm stopping in a bit. Found a job nearby. We can find a motel and you can fuck off."

"So you can touch yourself?"

"So I can bloody sleep!" Even Dom didn't know his voice could go so high pitch but the beast brought something out in him.

"Nah, I think I'll stick around for a bit. Don't worry, I won't steal your blankets but I might use all the hot water." He couldn't help chuckling as the human whined for him but he didn't say anything against him staying.

Suddenly there was a hand under Dom's ass, those long fingers were groping and squeezing and the trickle of heat between his legs felt like a flood. His breath caught in his chest as the tingling became a live wire and he made a noise that sounded a little bit too much like a moan. He froze, he couldn't help it. There was something that went soft in his mind but as quickly as it was there the touch was gone. "Did you jus' take me wallet?" His voice was thready but laced with annoyance and when Kells laughed and patted over his thigh he kept himself from jumping.

"I'll go ahead of you and get us a room. Last one there gets to bottom!" The demon disappeared, his deep sensual laugh echoing in Dom's ears as he tightened his fists and pressed down on the gas. He knew he'd get there too late but he didn't know why the thought almost excited him. The devil was joking and he wouldn't allow it anyway. Fuck what was wrong with him? It was going to be a long fucking night.

Author's Note/Tags: @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @fenoy7 @cole-way-iero28 🖤

Sorry, I know this was short but I'm really sick after the past few days. Bad flare. Big bad 😅 I didn't want to leave y'all with nothing though and I'm having fun just getting these boys set up in this story. I hope you enjoyed it! I have a lot of ideas for this one⚰️🖤

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