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Bloodborne Diluc returns

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haru is intent on spoiling bibi whether she likes it or not!!!!! (cont of this)

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why is tumblr showing me softcore pqrn???,?,!,!?

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tortured angsty vampire diluc in my head today

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is it another $100 recharge 😭😭

SHUT THE FUCK UPPPP WHY IS THIS A RECHARGE

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cn new hell!

live2d

minor suits

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I wanna draw robinhill give me ideas (ignore how i misspelled cuddling) (GUSY STOP VOTING KISSING I CANT DRAW PEOPLE KISSING I DONT KNOWNWHY I PUTBTHAT)

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bbhr

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tumblr showing me the same thing on my fy 6 times even though i click not interested every time

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hello i‘m back from the dead!!!! please ignore all the military mistakes and the fact that your name is mug (im drinking tea)

cw blood? veryyyyyy slight allusion to nsfw i promise its barely there

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A light breeze blew dust across the empty compound, sprays of blood and bodies dotting the shadowy area. König could feel his own blood slowly seeping into the leg of his pants where a knife had been stabbed a few times. It didn‘t matter much, though: the wound would heal soon enough by itself. More importantly—

"Mug, how copy?" He needed to make sure you were okay and heading to the extract point. Exfil would be there in three; all that was left to do now was get to the building where they‘d all be picked up.

A minute passed as he waited for your answer, but there was nothing; not even the slightest bit of static from your end.

"Mug, are you there?"

You were probably already there, he rationalized. Or maybe your radio had been broken after you‘d split up to empty the area you‘d been assigned to.

He couldn’t help the sinking feeling in his chest. Even if he wanted to ignore it, he already knew the reason you weren‘t responding.

He could see the building where you were supposed to already be from where he was, and he quickened his pace. Faint lights lit the way and König was grateful for them, even if they were mostly unnecessary. Another chilly wind gusted past as a cloud covered the moon, dimming the area significantly.

He stopped in his tracks and stiffened as something else floated along on the wind — something familiar. Blood.

Your blood.

Intense, unshakeable bloodlust bore down on him; he was unable to stop the way his limbs carried him forward. Cotton filled his brain, a muffling fuzziness robbing him of the ability to focus on anything else.

König didn‘t need his radio or the bad lighting anymore; the worryingly strong scent of blood told him exactly where you were.

Slowly, his steps sped up until he was practically running to the dark shape on the ground. Your heartbeat was weaker than normal, but it still resonated like a gong echoing in his head; sound bouncing endlessly against the hollow walls of his skull. Static came from his radio, but all of his senses were laser-focused on you and you only.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew you needed immediate medical attention. Obviously you were severely wounded, judging by the amount of blood on your gear and the ground

He knew that, and yet…

Looming over your prone form, his vision tunnelled onto the place where blood stained your uniform the most.

Distantly he heard the helicopter as it touched down, whipping up dust that flew into his eyes. He could care less about some dust right now, because someone had rushed out and grabbed you, hoisting your unconscious form over their shoulder. Doggedly, he followed where they took you into the helicopter, unblinking eyes still fixed on you. Your blood might as well have been running through his own veins; he could feel it, not as something he only could dream of, but tangible. In the flesh. Real.

It was on him, somewhere. Where was it? Where was it?

A pressure was on his arm, guiding him towards the helicopter. He gritted his teeth, fighting down the urge to snap this man‘s neck. Even as his teeth cut deep into his lips, it was all he could do to tamp down the bloodlust he felt. At this point, he wasn‘t even sure who it was directed at.

He felt too heavy to even think anymore, and he was grateful for that. It was bad enough to have to constantly be tasting your blood in the air without his mind telling him what he should do.

The heli took off, and he let his mind mercifully shut down.

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König was so thirsty, he felt like he was going to die.

He couldn‘t shake your scent off of him. It stuck in his head, his nose, his mouth, and made him feel like he was going insane— moreso than he already was.

After the check-up he’d been forced to have with one of the nurses, and even after he‘d showered for a long time, it wasn‘t leaving. You‘d never even been remotely close to his quarters, so why did it smell like you‘d plastered yourself all over his wall?

He was sweating again, even though he felt like a shriveled and dry husk; his eyes darted around his cramped room frantically, wishing that, even if he knew he would never forgive himself, he could—

Gear.

His gear.

His gloves had you— your blood was all over them.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

The sane part of his mind willed his hands to stop from reaching towards his dirty, bloodied gear.

But it was like his hand had a mind of its own, and there was absolutely no stopping the way he brought it to his mouth.

He might be the most pathetic person on earth, but the moment his tongue touched that tiny stain of blood, he knew he was ruined forever. Nothing would ever come close to the taste of you. There were no words in any language to properly describe how that minuscule amount of blood made him feel. His body suddenly thrummed with energy despite having just been out for hours. For the first time in a long time, his mind felt clear. He was a drowning man who‘d just surfaced and gotten a breath of air—

Only to go straight back under, deeper than before.

What would it taste like from the source?

There was no use pretending he didn‘t like that idea. He could feel his boxers getting tight, even after what he‘d done in the shower.

König was slipping.

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i love women!!!!!!!!!!!!

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just so everyone knows im a pathetic men truther.

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how my brain feels after only getting inspiration to write at 12 am or later: 😊🧸✨🌸

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i mean yea im in adoration of his smile

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my live and true reaction after i see heavenly fanart just to visit the artist‘s profile and be bombed with the most morally questionable ship for the tenth time

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orange peel theory

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how did i go from loving evil mafia bad boy treats you like garbage fics to stupid ugly loser pathetic boy worships you fics