#clawmarks

[ivrket]

[specialneedz]

BE PREPARED TO FEEL REVENGE...

went back to my mcr roots for this one :] got inspired by a photoshoot after ages of not drawing

[mirellabruno]

The English flower garden - William Robinson - 1893 - via Internet Archive

[liiimbo]

[chaoticstray]

Day 2: Clawmarks.

Promptlist: https://www.tumblr.com/lycaniums-room/728967743294128128/my-goretober-list-for-this-year-feel-free-to-use?source=share

[vidi-ink]

Part XLVII

“Of course taking the reins ourselves hasn't worked out that well either. Whenever we apply a filter to humanity the problem becomes; Who gets to decide where to draw the line? Everytime we try to delegate power more equally with any other tool than greed, we seem to end up with just more concentrated power and abuse. 

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“Ice lion”

Realistic/ Illustrative tattoo

17  x 35 cm

Lower arm

[jingleilau]

@clawmarksx

The blood on the Chthonic was a mix of his and others. Nobody would question someone right now who'd been attacking and defending themselves. Long gone was the sweet face of the kindly high school teacher. His eyes were burning holes and his curved, spiral horns were out. So a few of the unfortunate encounters he'd had thus far where his cover had almost been blown had left him with even more evidence that he simply was a threat, but trying to find a safe haven.

As he approached, limping a bit and brandishing a tire iron he'd covered in a tincture of wolfsbane he'd acquired since leaving Lazarus High's grounds, he called out to the girl. "Friend or Foe? I don't want to have to fight you."

[wiryuu]

[the-haiku-bot]

Playing card - De La

Rue - 19th c. - via The

British Museum

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Playing card - De La Rue - 19th c. - via The British Museum

[hearts444karma]

「　𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐔𝐏 ！」　☆彡　headcanons.

just gentle and soothing. tbh making you fall deeper asleep rather than waking you up. once you’re awake they’ll probably give you a kiss as a reward to start your morning.

ike eveland, vezalius bandage, shu yamino

will bother you. scratch your feet, tickle your face with hair, kisses all over your face. just enough of that and you’re sure to be awake.

vox akuma, reimu endou, alban knox, ren zotto, shu yamino, kunai nakasato, aia amare

TOO SOFT. doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. you look so peaceful <33. but if it’s important they’ll caress your face and softly shake you awake.

scarle yonaguni, ren zotto, rosemi lovelock, sonny brisko

they’ll shake you awake first then leave to get themselves ready. if you’re not awake by time they’re done, they won’t hesitate to snatch that blanket and pull you out that bed.

fulgur ovid, enna alouette, ike eveland, uki violeta, yu q. wilson

them being loud wakes you up already. if that doesn’t do the trick they’ll probably lay on top of you.

claude clawmark, luca kaneshiro, doppio dropscythe, reimu endou, vantacrow bringer

most likely knocked out with you for the cuddles <33 or will wake you up with the smell of them cooking breakfast (could wake up to a wonderful or burnt smell-)

fulgur ovid, sonny brisko, hex haywirye, luca kaneshiro, finana ryugu, alban knox

[tobias-doodles]

You ever gayly eat your fellow undead’ s flesh

(lyrics: love me dead by ludo)

@creative-clawmarks leaves this for u like a cat leaving a mouse at the door

[specialneedz]

kaz doodle from earlier

[mirellabruno]

Forest Floor with a classical façade beyond - Rachel Ruysch - before 1750 - via Christie’s

[liiimbo]

[kroosluvr]

hey guys. ive been drawing. stuff

quick rundown:

first one is bc claude was practicing spidey in rivals but t hen my brain took me to spiderverse au land (teleported back to 2023)

SPIDER-CLAW (or claw-man lmfao i really like that unironically)

cleric who got bitten by a radioactive toxic spider, basically making his entire body poisonous. (as far as he knows.) in my head he wears the plague doctor mask to sort of purify his breathing as an extra precaution?

in his universe magic exists and stuff so he used to be very skilled at healing magic but bc of the spider it negates all the healing powers -> replaced it all w like. idk. DOT poison dmg LMAOAOFSJKDKA doomed to dps forever... that doesn't stop him tho!

havent thought of an explanation but basically he also cant make healing potions and stuff anymore, so he turned to fighting crime instead to save ppl in his city/world

he looks like a villain but he is extremely lawful good like to a fault. ofc since hes a doctor after all!! he just wants to do good for Everyone! at the cost of himself mostly

this is diff frm my frostcleric au bc that claude is like yknow pretty wacky morals but this claude is very hippocratic oath etc

his claws r gauntlets (took inspo frm passionlip fate) and he attacks by slashing and clawing and etc. he also can websling but mostly uses it for mobility. very experienced in martial arts so hand-to-hand is his specialty (which is good bc peto is long range!)

in addition he has a lot of vials on his waist, which are mostly toxins/subduing agents, but also some smoke bombs and flashbangs idk stuff like that

WEB PENGUIN (NOT spider-peto but colloquially u can call her that i guess)

the antarctic spider gave her ice powers!!1 she can freeze Stuff and also surfaces. she can stick herself to ice easily which is awesome bc enemies will suffer and shes just fine basically.

she can't like. shoot ice/snow or anything but she can freeze water/Other objects and throw it/websling it if thats anything.

her city/world is very lowkey, not a lot of dangers unlike claude's world. so she actually hasn't done much in terms of superhero stuff. but she became a spiderman wayy before claude did (if u line up the timeline) they're abt the same age if not peto being a year or so older, but she was a spiderman for like 5 years while claude for only 1~ year

so shes still his senpai!!! but he is way more knowledgeable abt fighting LMAO

i also have visions of the Art Style of each of their worlds but i doubt i have the power to draw that. maybe one day...

[celestiaras]

‧₊˚✧ ❛[ a shot of lust ]❜

ft. claude clawmark x f! reader — ttt, nijisanji en

╰₊✧ while testing out potions, you take an experimental sip gone wrong & your friend isn’t half as innocent as he seems┊2.2k words

contains: smut!! dom reader & sub claude┊slight dubcon, reader is mean but claude is into that, unintentional (high-key nonconsensual) drugging with an aphrodisiac, kinda unrequited feelings but requited lust, making out, marking & biting, slight masochist claude, spit as lube, degradation, unprotected piv on a chair (because you guys are nasty like that), implied multiple rounds

➤ author's note: oh my god, i’ve been starving you guys again, i’m so sorry, i’ve been hit full force with squid game brainrot. this isn’t my best work, but i’m slowly getting back into niji because it’s my first vtuber family and i miss them :( 

potion-making is a refined art that is desirable to all with its effectiveness in battle or healing properties yet mastered by few with how dangerous or explosive results could be with something simple as an extra drop of dragon’s blood becoming fatal. personally, you’re willing to take the risk of the deadly consequences when it comes to elixirs of speed to slay your opponents before they could even blink.

for these very reasons, you study the craft under your fellow adventurer and close confidant claude clawmark. admittedly, he wasn’t your first choice regarding mentors with his messy workspace and questionable habits, but he was willing to teach you for free so you agreed. even victoria and kunai were unsure of your decision but figured that if anyone could handle the eccentric cleric, it would be you. even though this was something you took upon yourself to learn, you really didn’t like being cooped up in his shop all day while taking orders from customers and spending all day mixing strange components. you miss going out and looting dungeons with your guildmates, but learning through experience would certainly be worth it in the amount of gold you could save by making your own potions (people really pay for the expertise of a professional rather than the collected common loot dropped to make them).

the wooden table in the center of the room had a batch of roughly fifteen glass vials filled with strength potions for a customer, a finished half of the order while working on producing the other half of invisibility. you placed a sealed jar of fermented spider eyes on the table for your partner to brew and went to go grab some night vision potions for the base, but you noticed an odd bottle filled with a shimmering pink liquid that stood out among the batch of dully-colored royal blue potions on the self. it clearly wasn’t organized on the right shelf, but it didn’t have a label nor did its appearance match any of the others. “hey claude, do you remember what this is supposed to be?”

he turned his head to examine it for a second before continuing his work, “eh, i’m not actually sure. maybe you should test it out.”

oh yeah, another thing about potions is that if you aren’t sure what it is, you have to try it out yourself. there are tons of healing medicines all over the place in case someone got poisoned, so you drank it without hesitation like you’ve done plenty of times before. it tasted artificially of strawberries and cream, not an uncommon flavor to mask the usual strange medley of ingredients, but it left a weird aftertaste of bittersweetness on your tongue. you didn’t feel any different nor see any change looking in the mirror so perhaps it was simply a base potion that didn’t have any magic added yet, leaving you to go on with your day after placing the empty glass into the sink.

it didn’t hit you full-force as soon as you swallowed it, but the effects were slowly but surely taking hold of you. it started with you feeling warm, taking off your jacket and touching your face, wondering if there was a sudden change in room temperature for some reason. your breathing steadily became more labored even though you weren’t moving around much, trying to take deep breaths through your mouth in a futile attempt to clear your fogged mind and soaking a towel in water to pat away the perspiration beginning to form on your forehead.

were you ill and coming down with a fever? it didn’t feel like any virus you’ve ever had, felt more like… it was definitely from that unlabeled potion you drank earlier, but why would he leave such a thing lying around if it was really what you thought? this was really why you were warned to get a proper tutor instead of a cleric known for fumbling his belongings. the sun had begun to set and the shop would close in about fifteen minutes anyway, so you decided to wait it out even though it felt borderline unbearable. leaning back on the table, you think there must be an antidote or something somewhere to counter it, but you were interrupted before you could get up and look for it.

“are you okay? you look sick,” claude mentioned, taking off his tool belt equipped with various gadgets and moving away from his station to check in on you. “do you… need help with anything?” he took off his glove to gently press his hand against your forehead followed by your cheek to test your temperature, suddenly feeling conscious of his presence with the proximity and feeling his breath on your skin as he stared intently at your face.

you never paid too much attention to his looks, but you suddenly found yourself studying his appearance now that he was so much closer to you: his long opalescent locks that were neatly tied in a ponytail tossed over his shoulder, his sleepy eyes that shifted from magenta to aquamarine, how built he actually was with his broad shoulders that well defined his frame— was he always so handsome?

“hey… claude…” you felt like a living furnace with lit coals that were bursting at the seams, fire burning into desire at your core and could only be quenched by the man standing in front of you. vivi and kunai aren’t the best at keeping secrets (especially when it’s past midnight at a sleepover), you knew he had a crush on you or at the very least found you attractive. either way, he wouldn’t reject you at the moment unless he considers the friendship on the line, and you were willing to bet everything on that.

his eyes met yours, staring deeply into them while waiting for you to finish your sentence. the tension was so palpable that it could be cut with a knife and you sighed, closing your eyes and leaning forward to break it with a kiss. you couldn’t see his reaction, but he didn’t flinch nor did he pull back, instead reciprocating it once he seemed to process it.

it took some of the edge off, but you still felt insatiable and starved for more of him. slipping your hand to the back of his head and intertwining it with his hair, you deepened the kiss and began to dart your tongue out to ask him to part his lips. you had no way to know what he was really thinking, but he seemed to be understandably confused about the whole thing and yet he didn’t deny you or offer an ounce of resistance. he obediently followed your motions and let you take the lead, just how you liked it, even whimpering slightly when your tongue gently brushed against his and felt the cool titanium pierced through it.

oh, when you heard that sound escape his lips, something feral awakened within you. “fuck…” you placed your hands on her shoulder and swung him around, roughly shoving him down onto a nearby chair and splitting his legs apart with a knee in the middle while continuing to kiss him roughly. fiddling with the hem of his clothing, “is this okay?”

he blushed a deep red as if the gravity of the situation was only hitting him now that you were requesting for content, “y-yes! of course! totally!” he mentally cringed, his ass did not just say ‘totally’ when his crush of over a year was asking if it was okay to fuck him.

thankfully for him, you didn’t seem to mind in the least bit and fervently began to strip him of his clothing, pulling his black top over his arms and tossing it haphazardly on the floor. his strapping frame was even more evident with his bare chest exposed to you, pretty unblemished ivory skin that was just begging to get marked up and bruised. you were quick to leave one last kiss on his lips before lowering your head to suck on his neck, watching a dark purple-red hickey bloom on the spot. you repeated this process a few times before outright sinking your teeth into his tender flesh, finding yourself unable to refrain from behaving like a wild animal even though you were trying your hardest to hold yourself back. 

meanwhile, claude felt like he was dreaming and was almost light-headed by your touch. he allowed you to use his body as you pleased, like a doll for you to play with and abuse. the pain didn’t even register as such to him, feeling more like ecstasy shooting through his veins wherever your mouth found itself as his eyes rolled back like the pathetic fool he was.

“fuck, i feel like i’m going crazy,” you groaned, adjusting your position to sit on his lap and pulling back his pristine white pants to reveal his leaking cock before holding out your palm. “spit.” he complied, taking a moment to gather saliva in his mouth before spitting a clear glob into your open hand which you smeared all over his dick to act as makeshift lube.

the heat was really beginning to get to you like the wrath of a thousand suns, prickling at your skin and causing you to pause your actions to remove your own clothing. you didn’t notice until you were fully nude the way he was staring at you like he had just witnessed the unfiltered beauty of a goddess for the first time. maybe if it was another day under different circumstances, you would have felt soft at his obvious affection and admiration towards you, but unfortunately, you were feeling nothing but irritation due to the effects of the drug.

you extended an arm to push him back so he was sitting properly against the chair instead of slouching, moving to straddle him and finally, finally, lined up his angry red tip with your entrance before sinking into it. claude gasped as he buried his face into your chest, unable to rut into you as he so desired with your purposefully straining your weight on him. 

despite not being able to think straight, your dominance over him was made clear as you set your own pace, ignoring the strain beginning to form in your thighs as you worked your way up and down his length. his size was perfect, not too difficult to take, and also able to hit all of the right spots.

despite not being allowed to put in any work, claude’s heart was hammering in his chest like he was running a marathon with strands of hair sticking to his face thanks to the beads of sweat that formed on his forehead. he struggled to find a place to put his hands with your hips moving too fast for him to grip and the little groan you would let out in the precipice of pleasure and disdain each time he tried to touch you elsewhere led to him simply gripping the sides of the wooden chair he was seated on, basically hold on for dear life while chasing an orgasm to snap you out it. 

“you did this on purpose, didn’t you, you little freak?”

“h-huh?”

“you wanted me to drink that potion, didn’t you? so that you would get fucked like a whore, just how desperate are you?”

he opened his mouth to deny the accusation but found himself unable to and let out a pathetic whimper instead. how could he deny it when it was completely true? he didn’t think you would actually drink it, only planted it on the table and allowed for chance to take the reins, but he didn’t think anything was actually going to happen.

still, there wasn’t a single ounce of regret in his body, even if you were being a little mean to him. he didn’t mind how your sharp words cut into him, it made him dizzy if anything. 

you began to slow down as the ache of constant bouncing was catching up to you, moving your hand to circle your clit and crying out when you felt yourself unravel at the contact. feeling your velvety walls pulse around him had him following shortly after when you lifted yourself off of him, causing him to finish on your lower stomach in pretty white splatters.

both of you were exhausted at the exhibition of energy on top of the long day before this situation occurred, breathing heavily as you got off the chair in favor of leaning against the table with your shaky legs. 

he couldn’t read your reaction, if the gravity of what just happened had sunk in yet or if you were still basking in the satisfaction of your climax. it made you glow in a way, making him dumbfounded and unable to meet your eyes. “i-i should go…” in a matter of minutes thanks to his stupidity, he just went from a good friend to a lowly slut in your eyes all because you were able to see right through him like glass.

however, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him back towards you, nude bodies pressed flushed against each other, kissing him fervently again with a slightly crazy edge to your actions. “yeah, no, you aren’t going anywhere. you started this mess, you’re going to help me out until the potion wears off or until we both pass out.”