#Mild blood warning

[dreamidoodles]

so, so, so bittersweet

[battiegutz]

revisiting my childhood thru mspaint doodles is fun actually

[xxtc-96xx]

Is Mewtwos blood glittery then?

he only has himself to blame, really

[bubblybloob]

Just some stuff in between all the requests.

I feel like if Hunted is really feeling it sometimes, if someone gets so much as a paper cut around him they are going in the nest, no questions asked.

“You’re injured.”

“It’s just a chipped nail, I hit a blood vessel but the blood will stop any minute now-“

“You’re. Injured.”

[bustedshit]

He's just a big cat ᓚᘏᗢ

[falsealicorn]

I Need It

[hdra77]

Is Your slugcat Friendly to other slugcats?

Well...

they are known as a cryptid by other slugcats. a strange beast that is neither a lizard or a slugcat. an abnormality with an upper body of a prey and the lower body of a predator. they have extremely low reputation towards all creatures and that obviously includes slugcats! so no, they are not really friendly to other slugcats. they pretty much eat anything that falls into their trap. they are very cunning but can sometimes appear to be docile when they're not hungry also ft. random slugcat i came up on the spot lol

[hopalongfairywren]

Halloween Gift for @bucketsboos

I participated this year in the @mcyt-halloween gift exchange and I'm so stoked! It was a journey and a half even getting this fic out in time but I really enjoyed writing it!

[windmills123]

it's 4 of that thing! ms paint fun !!!

[jjackdawed]

the slow decline into fear and paranoia that engulfed bluestar at the end of arc 1 that lead her to completely losing trust even of her closest allies and religion all because of tigerclaw’s betrayal is so interesting to me and i think about it sometimes

non filtered version vvv

[ailurorah-warriorcats]

The accident

Part 1 in a series of pictures depicting the Once Yours Now Mine au where Darkstripe is the one hit on the Thunderpath instead of Cinderpaw. He becomes ThunderClan medicine cat later on.

Tigerclaw is horrified that one: Bluestar wasn't the one who fell into his trap, and two: it was his closest ally now injured.

[asterparfait]

i am on an otome kick

[battiegutz]

experimental thingy :3

[raemeh]

If I need to be a living sheild to prove a point so be it

Text reads:

“I’m tired of people saying we’re dangerous,

When we’ve been nothing but provoked,

and then don’t hear us out because now there’s ‘proof’.”

[inaris-pokemon-world]

🔮 new friend or foe?

Well, perhaps not “new” per se… You’ve seen them before.

Sneak peek~

[sour-heart-treats]

[Serving Who I Want - CWs: Minor Mention of Blood]

It was an eventful night that the hotelier had endured. The sounds of squabbling beasts just outside of Earl Grey's manor became much more than the usual outside noise when a voice reached through one of the windows despite it being closed. It was with a furrowed brow that he'd wander outside to find the source. If there was someone in danger, Grey would know better than to leave someone on their own. It was a faint reminder of what he had always done, in a way. Taking in the misfortuned. However, one thing that he did not expect…

…was to find the fallen prince, battered and bloodied by wild animals. Dark Choco's hood and cloak were torn to shreds, with already existing bandages- shoddily applied, though he will not judge- coming apart and exposing wounds still yellowed and scabbed… something certainly had it out for the poor dishonored royal. Nevertheless, that only made him work faster. Grey would call behind him and give a one-two clap to bring his assistants to aid him in carrying the prince. They were already heavy as is, but having them unconscious exacerbated the issue.

The servant would give a quiet huff as he gently pulled up one of the torn sleeves to check for a pulse. A relief, though not one that would lighten the situation by much. It was still slow. Weak. For a warrior from the Dark Cacao kingdom, he was almost surprised that they wouldn't be carrying around any weapon, even a makeshift one knowing how resourceful that kingdom was with its stingy resources. That sword of theirs- where was it? Ah, that wasn't something he could question right now. Grey could hear the crunching of grass and leaves behind him, denoting that his assistants were nearby. Medical work first, questions later.

It has been such a long time since he has seen the prince. Seeing his sleeping body so peaceful despite everything that had happened to them brought a smile to his face. Typically he expected to see nothing but turmoil and distress in their slumber. The sight brought a fondness to the hotelier's heart, believing that it meant that they would recover just fine. Grey felt a nudge on his side, looking down to see one of the teapot maids suggesting to him to take his leave and get some rest. They operated on his own magic, so he considered it his mind telling him he was exhausted. That's not a surprise at all, he was typically exhausted by this time- and this little extra predicament had only brought less time into his already tight resting schedule. "I suppose…" Grey would concede, beginning to step his way towards the door, only to wind up turning right around when he heard stirring from the Dark's bed. Ah, already?

Most of the time spent from then on was fine to Earl, albeit the air was quite heavy. He could sense fear in the prince's heart. The way they gazed at him, the way they kept closing in on themself despite how relaxing it would have been a lot less strained on his already malnourished and mistreated body. Well, to him it seemed malnourished. This was probably perfectly normal for a Cacaoian. Eventually, Grey would have to press on the issue, as much as he didn't wish to. "I know you are frightened by my connection to the Cookies of Darkness- expecting me to report this as we both must." The loss of eye contact Dark Choco had given only proved his point. "I am not going to tell anyone that this has happened to you… You and I both know how Pomegranate treats her subordinates…" Dark would grunt, shaking their head. "I'm not- I'm not a part of this anymore. I left." Grey blinked; now it was his turn to be the one with a startled gaze. "You- pardon you… left? Just like that? Goodness, I must be so behind on what's gone on over there…"

"I do not expect you to show empathy for who is not aligned with you any longer." The recovering royal would sigh in disappointment. "I will be on my way as soon as I am able to stand. I do not wish for either of us to get into trouble with the Enchantress for my sake. I am sick of her- I am sick of them." "You say that as if I am particularly fond of them, either." Grey would immediately regret his choice of words. Not from the confusion that it spurred from Dark Choco, but rather the fact that it was something that snuck past his 'I am fine with everyone regardless of who they are' facade that came with his line of work. "What I mean to say is- ah-… It does not matter who you are, who you follow, or whatever happens to you… Dark Choco, you are always welcome at the Grandmaster Hotel. And I am not saying this to ensnare you and try to bring you back- I would not wish that upon a friend of mine." Friend… Yes, he can call them that. Dark finally brought their gaze back up, prompting a smile from the hotelier. A soft, warm sign that he truly wishes for tranquility.

"I cannot guarantee you peace… I cannot heal every scar across your skin and what you have lost from your time in the dark… but at the very least, I can bring you some respite when I am capable. Does that sound alright to you?" Trust was hard to come by in the CoD. He knew this well. Grey offered a hand, keeping his watch soft and being as patient as required of him. "Even if you wish to leave, you can always return when needed. I may be busy, but there will always be a spare room open for you to take, and no one but the two of us will remember that you stayed here, for both of our sakes." And though a moment of silence would pass between the two… Dark would gently reach a hand out that absolutely swallowed Grey's smaller hand and shake, though not without hissing from their wounds.

"Ah- let me, let me get you some more ice…" "No need." "...It will be needed later, if not now."