#dont you dare go hollow

[criticalglitch]

Sandoval gave his heart to St. Trina freely. When Miquella attempted to take what was already given, an ocean of internal conflict boiled within him. His devotion could not be pilfered. His love belonged only to her, and her devotees.

Having watched Marika rise and fall, he could not endure it again. Perhaps he did not have the strength to put the world to rights, having abandoned shattered Marika at the platform.

But he would not allow Miquella to put it to wrong.

Saintly Trina begged him two favors. Sandoval could only manage one.

Thus there was no heart to steal. His goddess was doomed, his love, shattered. Only vengeance remained.

And when it was done, when the final cut had expired the would-be-god's ascension, Sandoval laid down in the garden of deepest purple, at the festering grave of his abandoned god. And he drifted to sleep, and died.

[irrelevant-iguanadon]

Thinking about the souls npcs that really do care about you and want you to survive... don't you dare go hollow.... fuck...

[marv3l-drag0ns]

crawling anc covered in blood why does eveyrthing HURT

[eunuchve]

tags: mdni, smut, dragon!morax, MONSTERFUCKING, rut/mating cycles, predator/prey, double dragon cocks, double penetration, CERVIX FUCKING, size kink, mentioning pregnancy, mating, bro has a worship kink, breeding kink hints (he's in a rut dont hold it against him) a.n: (what have i done) this is the first porn with plot I've written and I gotta say; it is damn long.... happy valentines my dears, enjoy! pairings: zhongli x afab!reader

Lord Morax is a god; but he is more than that, he is an adeptus. illuminated beast. this fact needs no introduction, everyone knows. 

so when he took leave to a remote part of liyue somewhere, unknown to even his retainers, no one dared to bat an eye. the rain has fallen heavy, the season has become damp, and the scheduled time is near; Rex Lapis will have his rut.

it didn't take long for people to figure out the reasons for his absence; not when the lord became increasingly unfocused during stately meetings a week prior or when his eyes would turn to slits with a whiff of a woman's perfume for a month’s time.

You, the lone herb picker of a local pharmacy, didn't know any better when you stumbled upon a large hollowed-out cave that wasn't supposed to be there. you are familiar with the terrains, hell, you know it like the back of your hand -- so imagine your surprise when you find a nesting dragon inside, heaving, grunting alone; its horns glowing with a bright amber before its head snapped to your directly, eyes instantly turning to slits.

at first, you stumble backwards, watching as the figure slowly but surely towers over your frame; your neck cranes to meet its molten bronze eyes. it didn't take you long to realise whose privacy you had so ungraciously barged into; your mouth dries and you dropped your basket full of violetgrass, your heart beating out of your chest before your feet finally got some sense and took running to the woods. 

'fuck fuck fuck.'

you are going to die- you are so sure you are going to die. when your feet stumble and trip over branches and air, when you can hear him gliding through the sky; undoubtedly searching for you. The sounds of his scaled body burst through the leaves of the ginkgo trees, or of his deep, rough growls that echo through the forest. With every heavy step you take, you can feel him getting closer and closer. The thrill and fear mix inside of you, your body stirs with blood coursing through you. Weirdly amid the fear you feel-- somehow excitement came into the mix; something about your life being in the mercy of a chase?

Why is he there again? Rut? So will he fuck you or will he kill you? You certainly prefer one to the other. 

Your legs continue to run, even as you trip and fall, or when you stumble upon a rock or two; searching for an exit to a nearby village or open path; but no matter how far you run you can't seem to find the correct way. Your eyes scanned all directions before your body was suddenly pinned down under a sudden force and unmoving weight.

The paws of a creature so large that it covers your entire back, its talons digging into your back. The smell of freshly dug earth and exotic spices violates your nostrils and your heart can't help but thump against your chest just a little faster. You turned your neck, finding the dragon’s face mere inches from yours; his hot breath grazing the exposed skin of your neck. 

“Please don’t kill me.” god your voice sounds so desperate; with a hint of a broken whimper- even you are embarrassed by that fact. but your god didn't seem disturbed, instead he let out a low grunt, before hissing back a reply.

"don't beg."

"...huh?"

"don't." he spat the word, seeming holding something back. "beg."

"b-but--"

he didn't let you finish, picking you up by the scruff of your neck before throwing you to his back. he flew you back somewhere, you didn't care to notice since most of the flight back you are scrambling for something to hold on to; whether it is the golden spines or his actual body.

by the time you both arrive at the entrance of the familiar cave, he has waited for you to get off his back. you inclined, of course, shakily getting a feel of the ground below, catching your breath whilst adrenaline courses through you. once you get a feel yourself, your eyes travel to him, catching his large form walking slowly to the back of the cave.

"you won't kill me?" you find yourself asking; his head then slowly turns to you before, a visible look of confusion etched on it.

"Why would I?" his deep rough voice replies. he is definitely holding something back, the way his lips parted a bit to let steam out of his mouth, the sharp teeth that are visible from them make you gulp the pooling saliva in your mouth.

"Because... cave..."

weak reasoning, you'd have to admit, but if he won't kill you then you'd have to be sure of the other possibility. "then would you fuck me?"

the look on his face deepened before his head hung low, and a soft whisper came to you for a reply. "what makes you think of that?"

"It's your- Rex Lapis it's your time of..."

embarrassed, incredibly embarrassed; that's the feeling you felt, with the heat of blood rushing to your cheek and thumping heart against your chest only enforcing the fact.

"it is time for my rut, yes," he confirmed, his gaze thrown to the floor, avoiding your figure, "but I am not one with lost senses; sleep, it is night, it will be safer to leave in the morning."

you nod weakly, shuffling your way to the walls and plopping down on the dirt before curling up. the heat in your cheeks refuses to prevail as you watch him walk back, his long tail moves with each step he takes, the tuff at the end resembling that of golden clouds.

"My lord why are you moving so far away?" you asked, instantly biting your lip the moment that question escaped your mind, realising how desperate you sounded with that pretence.

"your arousal," he states matter of factly. "you. I can smell it."

you look at him wide-eyed, your face now comparable in its heat to the sun, your lips agape.

"it's safer for you this way," he continues.

"do you not want to?" archons you are greedy aren't you. "your rut- I can.. help..."

"I doubt it." his voice is precise, he says it like it's a fact, not even letting you have a space to express your desire. "they are the size of your thigh and their length..."

"I can try." bold- now you are being too bold. the size of your thigh he said? now you can feel your ears getting heated up from the shame. your thigh now pressed together as you imagine him inside of you; a second pass and your arms no longer placed nicely on your lap, instead instinctively protecting your chest.

his gaze looms over you, his snout now only a hairsbreadth away from your neck; a long deep breath he takes is audible before he groans out a reply.

"Do not test me human," something inside of him is threatening undone, you know it, "I will breed you till your womb is full and your consciousness lost-- if that is not what you desire then stay quiet and sleep; I shall bring you the village in the morning but until then speak not of this."

you gulp, now your lips parted before you crane your neck and place a shaky kiss on his scaled cheek, the heat of his body contrasting the cold of your flesh. "... that is what I desire--"

with that your clothes are torn apart; the valuable silk you spend months of your wage on is gone and your naked skin is exposed. the cold air hardened your nipples and he took notice, his head travelling down, his long forked tongue lapping sweetly onto them, earning your strangle out a moan.

"getting aroused from a chase," he breathes out, almost teasing you; hot breath contrasts that of the cooling saliva on your perked buds, sending vibrations down your spine. "thinking you can take a dragon's cocks, wanting to be the mother of my offsprings -- what bold actions you possessed."

you let out a whine, his tongue now travelling down, ever so subtly closing down to your cunt. you pressed your thighs together; embarrassed, already feeling your arousal seeping out of you before his claws forced them wide open, earning your moan.

"you are pooling my dear," he almost chuckled, his eyes narrowed as he licked his lips, his breath now grazing your quivering folds, unexpected whimper broken out of you.

"please?"

with that word you can feel the air snap hotter, his eyes now meeting yours; his form towering over you before he chuckle, training down kisses, his tongue now making sure you are covered in his scent.

"didn't I tell you not to beg?" his claws hold your thigh open and he took a lap of your cunt, almost smiling at your taste. "do you know why my dear?"

"n-no--"

your moans escape, feeling his tongue entering you, fucking you, stimulating your walls, not letting you escape. you arched your back, biting your lips as another whimper persisted. you feel his hand moving, now pressing his claws to your other hole, expecting you to open up; and you let him, your holes now stuffed full of him before you feel his tongue slip out of you, your whine tells him as much about what you want.

"Because if you beg..." he now moves his hands to your ankles, folding you in half and you watch helplessly, his two golden cocks decorated with geometric lines and veins on either side, one on top of the other- he does not lie, the size of those things are comparable to your thigh, its length will most likely penetrate your womb- "I will answer."

he chuckles subtly, aligning his cocks to both of your holes, its weight now pressing down on you, precum leaks out of them, lubricating you further.

"i am a god, my dear; I always answer."

with that he presses his cock head to your holes, hoping both of them will ease up. you moan his title out, causing him to snap his head to you, making him greedy.

Your little groan and hiss only help you muster up the strength to let loose, feeling your holes easing up before they let his cockheads in, making your chest heave.

he grunts against your neck; and you feel his teeth subtly tracing your shoulder, little nips that satiate his hunger, burying his head in its crook.

"Celestia." the way you feel around the tip of his cock is incomparable; the dragon finds himself clenching down his jaw, controlling his urges to slam you down to its hilt. "you are made for me my dear."

he grabs a hold of your hips, and you feel him sliding you down. you let out a low moan, your back still arched as you feel him inside of you more and more. the burn from the stretch doesn't scare you, even if you feel like you are being split in two- you only know the pleasure that waits for you not so out of reach.

not even halfway and you already feel him brushing against your cervix, your broken moan coupled with the way you rolled your hips almost makes him snap. his other cock too now deep inside of you- almost too deep; you feel the pressure against your throat, feeling his cocks twitch, almost making you jolt, your hand searching from his arm, nails now digging into his scales.

he looks at you, his parted lips letting out steam before his uneven breathing stops to let him speak. "I shall move now."

you look at him, biting your lips and nod firmly, affirming your readiness. you feel him trying to go out of you, your cunt and hole tightening around him, almost hungry before he slams into you, earning your cry of pleasure.

it persists; he goes out of you before he slips inside, messaging your walls before they tightened around him again, hungrily seeking him, your face now fucked out with pleasure, feeling him abuse your holes.

"I'm not even all the way in my dear." he almost smirks, you can see it. before you know it, you suddenly feel him picking you up, your walls being freed from his cocks, suddenly empty and you whine; letting him flip you to your stomach and holding your ass up in the air.

he marvels at the sight, seeing both of your holes gape yet clench down on nothing, it almost made him giddy.

"my beautiful follower," he mused, his claws now digging into your flesh before you feel his cocks lining up with your holes again; embarrassingly you can feel your cunt relaxing, ready to take him in once more. "will you be my mate now darling?"

"yes!" your desperation stays, you want him inside you so bad, "please Rex Lapis please!"

you didn't know what did, but you certainly awaken something in him. he brings you up in the air before slamming you down on his cocks, your walls now taking him fully, your stomach bulging out with his shape. your breath knocks out of you; you can feel him all the way in your womb, your hand can't help but trace the raised flesh, your spine almost shivering from the sensation.

"keep begging."

that sounds like an order; even your now fucked out brain knows that. so like the good follower you are you follow that order.

"Please make me your mate," you choke out, his slow rhythms that know your breath slowly but surely going faster, brushing up against all your pleasure spots, making you roll your eyes to the back of your head. "please please please please I wanna- I want--"

he chuckles, the way you mewl your pleas, the way your warm flesh tightens around him; he can even feel your walls hungrily sucking him in so nicely. in his mind he is thanking Celestia; because fuck, you are a masterpiece.

"a human could die from this," he grunts out, going in and out of you with an inhuman pace, your cunt and hole loosening with his movements. "not you my dear; you are made for me."

you whine from his statement, the bludge he created only drives you to the edge, feeling something inside of you tightening, your nails digging into his scaled flesh, your face supported by his nose. "R-rex Lapis i- my-- i'm--"

"you want to cum my dear?" he almost teases you with the question, his cock brushing, bullying your g spot, making you dig your nails further, your head could only nod desperately at his question. "hold it, you could only cum when I do."

you whine out with his order, and he lets out a subtle groaning with it, chuckling at your reaction. his hand moves down, large talons brushing against your hard clit, teasing the nub; knowing exactly what it will make you do.

you wrapped your arm around his neck, his golden mane brushing against your flesh so softly; and your tug your face on them, muffling out your long moan and desperate cries.

"fuck- please lord mo- morax- r-rex lapis please- i want- i wanna- please please please-"

he kept his word, his face moving and kissing your neck, feeling you move your pelvis to fit him better, your inside hungrily brushing against his shaft. his brow knits, he feels himself almost coming undone.

"now."

with a final thrust, he fills both of your holes with white ropes of cum, you yourself arching your back, feeling your orgasm hits you harder than ever before. he hear your pants before he coils around you, closing gaps between the two of your while still being inside of you, wrapped up by your own warmth.

"i shall make the wedding preparation after the season's over," he breath out; your mind finally able to join the sentence together before you move your head, repeating the most important word again.

"wedding..."

"of course my dear," he kisses you, his snout pressed against your jaw before he tugs his head onto your collar bone. his hand travels to your stomach, rubbing the visible buldge that only grows with his cum, almost making look pregnant.

"the little ones will be coming soon."

[aemondsdoll]

Hi, can I please request reader x Aegon, where she is a shy and kind lady and everyone asumes that she will marry some nice man like Jacerys, who is already in love with her. He courts her, treats her like a real gentleman, but as much as she wants to enjoy his attention she craves something different&darker. She wants man who will love her and praise her but at the same time wouldn't hesitate to spank her, choke her or call her his whore. And Jace isn't someone who can give it to her, but Aegon is. And Aegon is more than willing to fulfill her fantasies especially when he knows that it will hurt Jace...

Fantasies | Aegon Targaryen x Fem!Reader Pairings: Aegon x Fem!reader (main) Jace x Fem!Reader mentioned. Summary: Aegon takes quite the liking to Jaces betrothed. Warnings: Cheating, porn with plot, Aegon steals Jace's wife, hair pulling, degredation, praise and possessiveness. A/N: This was so fucking fun to write! Reblogs appreciated<3

You were the picture of elegance to anyone who knew you, being a highborn lady meant you were intended to marry a highborn man. Thats what lead to yours and Jace's eventual courting.

You had little to no feelings for him, there was no passion. He'd give you flowers, take you on walks, make flirty quips- but that all felt empty, you wanted more.

A feast began, and you found yourself bored as Jace danced with you. He was innocent, which was the opposite of what you wanted. He twirled you, and dipped you, but you felt hollow. Ladies of the court fawned over the two of you.

You dont know why you cant focus on Jace, why he does not give you butterflies the way you imagined when you were young. You dont know why the only sense of happiness you've gotten tonight was when Aegon looked at you like a predator looking at his prey.

It sent excitement through your bones, and you couldn't explain why. But you simply couldn't ignore it either, couldn't ignore the wetness pooling in your garments as you met eyes with Aegon. The way your footing slipped up when he'd look at you, and Jace would ask if you were okay.

You were reminded of how lovely Jace was, how he treated you like royalty as if you were his already... you didn't like it. You were his fantasy, but he wasnt yours, he was far from it. And every time the silver haired prince would look your way, you were too aware of it.

Aware of how you were dancing with a boy, when you wanted a man. And thats where it began, the wondering touches on your thigh during dinners from Aegon,

The whispers passed off as banter.

"I could make you feel better than him," Aegon whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"I could show you the pleasure you yearn for." He whispered again.

What Aegon didnt know, was that you'd fuck yourself to these thoughts every night.

"Come on, pretty girl, I can teach you, that pleasure is made to be mixed with pain." He whispered, and you were unsure of how he knew what you wanted.

And with that, the end of you and Jace began, and the beginning of you and Aegon was rearing its head.

Secret rendezvous where you'd hide in closets inside the keep, Aegons fingers curling against your g spot. "My pretty little whore," He would say, and you would moan. When his hands would go to your throat, demanding you call yourself his, and only his.

He'd make you call out his name, leaving you with subtle marks, knowing just how to fuck with Jace's head. He didn't care because you were his. And Jace needed to learn that, quick.

The nights where you shared passion, but not yet did he take your maidenhead.

"You're mine, all mine. Even if you wed the strong bastard, I will be there on your wedding night, to fuck my seed into your belly, just as I know you want me to so badly."

You hated how right Aegon was, how every time he would tell you these sinful things, you couldn't deny the truth behind his words, you wouldn't dare.

You were his, and he was yours. He reminded you of that, he always did.

Moments where Aegon would spank your bare ass and pull your hair, things you would never let anyone else do to you, except your silver-haired prince.

And on the night of your wedding, Aegon made sure Jace would be too drunk to perform. And he was. Jace passed out before he even considered bedding you, and Aegon took his place.

He rutted into you with such force, made sure you reached your orgasm multiple times before he fucked you, and he fucked you rough and hard, holding your throat as you cried out his name in pleasure.

He took your maidenhead, and bred you full of his seed,

You are his, and he is yours, until the very end.

[lincolndjarin]

i didnt realize we hit 1500 until just now :,)

thank you all so much, ily ily ily, i love sharing my writing with you all and im so excited for whats to come. i dont have anything special planned as a milestone celebration so instead of that i will post a section of the din series ive been planning lol

me when its time to write another enemies to lovers slow burn forced proximity din djarin fic with religious undertones ^

just uhh for context btw im not gonna post many spoilers or other teasers for this but its important to the sneak peek that yall know that reader is a cyborg in this. a good chunk of the right side of her body has been replaced with robotics so yeah and din is a real dick about it lmao. enjoy !

⚙️

“I don’t travel with droids.” His voice reminds you of Boba’s when he wears that ridiculous helmet of his. Cold and hollow, more metal than man.

Boba sounds almost defensive of you when he speaks again. You can picture him leaning forward in his chair, the way he does when someone snaps at him. “She’s not a droid.”

“How much of it is even human?” You can’t help but flinch at that, no ones ever spoken about you in such a manner before. No one with a brain would disrespect someone like “Lord Fett” like that.

“She’s not an it.” Fennec speaks for the first time since all of this started, her voice is a hiss you’ve never been on the receiving end of before but you’ve heard her snarl at others before, slavers and other scum who come seeking a boon. You always wondered why such monsters would dare show their faces here, of course Boba dealt in criminal activity but never with people that foul. They often came seeking a Lord Fortuna, and were instead met with the barrel of Fennec’s rifle.

You can’t help but wonder if this “friend of Boba’s” is going to meet the same end. Both of them said they knew him well when he arrived but now they speak to him like the stranger that you know him as. A rude stranger.

The silence that follows is long, you can’t help but wonder if Fennec really did draw her weapon, before you can bring yourself to sneak a look around the corner you hear the all too familiar throat clearing noise that Boba makes before coming to a verdict.

“Look, either she watches the kid here, or she watches the kid with you. Either way she’s going to be involved, you just need to decide if you want to be there to keep an eye on her.” He always says everything with an air of finality, no wonder no one ever debates his decisions. The stranger barely has a chance to sigh before Boba continues. “No one trustworthy on Tatooine is going to take a babysitting gig for what you’re willing to pay.”

“I can’t afford anything more.” He’s furious. Even through the voice modulator you can hear that he’s trying not to lose his cool, but there’s an edge of desperation hiding under his anger.

“She’ll work for free. I’ll even cover her expenses.” You know Boba would do anything for you but this just seems like a bit much. He’s negotiating as if this man didn’t come to him asking for help.

“You want to get rid of her that badly?” Ouch. Rude and presumptuous.

“The last thing I want to do is lose her. That’s why I’m sending her with you.” You don’t doubt that. He’s proven to you enough how much you mean to him, even when he had no reason to.

“Sounds like you’ve made the decision for me.” Sounds like he made the decision for you as well. Has he even considered that you don’t want to go with him? Your desire to see the galaxy is fizzling out the more you think about having to travel with someone who doesn’t even see you as a person.

Another beat of that silence, dripping with tension before Boba takes control of the conversation once more. “She can’t stay here forever. I promised her she’d get to see someplace other than this dusty floating rock. They need me here. They need Fennec here. There aren’t many I would trust to do this but I know she’ll be safest with you. So take her or don’t, but you aren’t going to find anyone else to watch the kid for what you’re offering.”

“Find someone else.”

“There isn’t anyone else.” His patience is wearing thin. You know him well enough to know that he’s likely to snap soon. “You’re not the only one who’s trying to keep their family safe.” The authority in his tone reminds you of the exact reason no one ever argues with Boba.

Not even rude strangers who come bearing absurd demands and who claim to be friends.

“Fine.”

[pitchblackveins]

follow me home, if you dare to. i hope your life leads you back to my front door. so i drive home alone--the girl in the dress cried the whole way home...i take the long way home, to a house not a home all alone cuz nobodys there. i've been meaning to tell you, i think your house is haunted, sneak into my house with all the cobwebs--he's gonna burn this house to the ground. little did you know your home's really only a town youre just a guest in, so you pack your life away...i can go anywhere i want, just not home. you cant hold onto everything. she rose slowly, avoiding old haunts. i knew i had to go back home.......im perfectly fine, i live on my own. something bout it felt like home somehow; feels like home, stay in bed the whole weekend. i'll make myself at home and he'll want me to stay. you know that my train could take you home, anywhere else is hollow. i found myself running home to your sweet nothings. now pretty baby im running back home to you.... you dont knock anymore and my whole life's ruined. i heard your key in the door, down the hallway; is that your key in the door, is it okay? i look through the windows of this love, even though we boarded it up. at the house lonely, i sit alone behind walls of regret; i drew my curtains closed, drank my poison all alone. i sat and stared, right where you left me.

[anadrenalineslut]

im only going to explain this for the children on this app who are trying to be cool and different from everyone else, the reason it's not fucking funny to paint taylor swift out as a fucking siren of innocent men to exploit her own pain for profit is because the people who actually listen to what taylor swift has to fucking say know the reason why she has been so unlucky in love is because of her desire to be famous.

Her music details a long history of evidence about how predatory men in hollywood take advantage of the naivety of the types of lonely little girls who grow up to wanting to be famous, something that inherently involves getting millions of people to like you enough to be the level of famous that taylor swift currently is, and how she has been speaking about this particular topic in her music since 2010.

There is something inherently interesting to a lot of women especially about hearing another woman sing so fearlessly and bravely about the ways in which even money and fame cannot protect you from misogyny and to sit there and play the same sexist roles that society wants you to play and demonize her for daring to speak up about the ABUSE she has suffered romantically. not romance, not a bad break-up but straight up ABUSE throughout countless relationships just makes her fans like her more, not less.

the jokes ARE sexist because they are literally demonizing a victim of abuse when you make them. the fact that your hatred blinds you from seeing that is why taylor swift continues to gain more and more popularity, not less, even as she makes mistakes and owns up to them. people see taylor for who she is, the good AND the bad, and they like her for it. they respect her character and her journey in life and want to hear about it. it is that simple.

and the arguments you make to justify your continued abuse of taylor through making these types of horrible ass jokes all the time, "she's famous, she should be able to take a joke," "come on, does she expect any guy to want to date her knowing who she is and what she does for a living" and "its just a joke, lighten up, smile more, dont be such a spoil sport" and "you cant say anything about women these days without being called a sexist" ring hollow to the ears of the thousands of abuse victims who have felt heard and validated through taylor swift's music.

[arcsigils2]

I apologize if this is an invalid ask; i was curious if there was a way to invoke the feeling of this image into a sigil?

The text reads: "Goodbye then. Be safe, friend. Don't you dare go Hollow."

And thank you again for all your work, your blog is amazing

Yooo~

cause the picture is important to the sigil for context and the vibes, I will reply the sigil here:

The Bonfire Promise

Dont you dare go hollow my friend, :]

[sirensea14]

MAYHEM'S SPICY TANGO

Remember the tango dance in my very first post? NOW THIS IS THE DIGITALIZED VERSION, Im squealing rn bcoz of how romantic yet terrifying this is

We had Cuphead and Holly dance (quickstep), and so is Mayhem and Not-Cup!

(this song inspired me to make an mv in my mind, and then make a fanart, i cannot animate yet but soon i will)

Note: Not-cup is from a chapter from Book 11,which i misinterpreted him as having hollow black eyes, and when i reread it i was disappointed of myself bcoz I IMAGINED HIM WRONG. But nonetheless i continued to imagine him to have hollow eyes so *shrugs*

And why is he with Mayhem? Since Mayhem dont have any infos yet, i suspect she is Holly from the future and since the events in the Gala, she was heartbroken right? And IF that lasted til the moment they found the machine, Holly would interact with the cog once again and then go onto full control. Then she is found by chaos, blah blah blah, became student blah blah blah, came back to time to the labyrinth blah blah blah (i have a prev post regarding this, and my theory is yknow messy and dont add up, so TAP screw me loose and prove me wrong i dare ya😈), and then Cuphead went to despair seeing her and agreeing to be her follower and made ANOTHER deal (so its like when Mayhem got a deal with Bigby) in agreement that Mayhem will be Holly but tho Cuphead has fallen into a trap ans she didnt abide the rules. Now he has no memories about Holly nor the questers, the only thing he knew is following Mayhem along with his suppressed feelings for her(which is Holly), that [in]correctly explains why Cuphead has hollow eyes in this dance.

If this is all debunked, then this will simply be an AU

ANDTHISISMYFAVORITESHIP,

LEAVEMEALONE,ITSMYDRUGSILOVETHEMSOMUCH

They have some sort of personality swap, notCup has Holly's personality while Mayhem will be the cold and jerk one. Both have malicious intentions regarding to the questers, but Mayhem would be more vicious to them (especially that she's hinted interacting with souls) i also have numerous thoughts and theories regarding Mayhem's origin, character, powers but something would always be a missing piece in the puzzle, or a mismatched pair of pajamas (lol wut)

I ship 'em so much, leave that ship alone lemme have my fun🫠🫠🫠

[poisonhemloc]

im gonna start tagging this as the taco truck au

(mostly from conversation with Feef)

Tektite is a retired (volunteer) firefighter, and an active park ranger. The reason they’re still active is Marl, local Issue who has Issues with One Specific Tree. Tektite is the only person capable of talking them out.

Gneiss is a retired doctor. The two are on again/off again, and live in Gabbro’s apartment/condo complex (Granite is Gabbro’s new roommate so that area gets more attention)(they needed a place and Gabbro’s other other other hobby is taking in strays)

(Don’t remember if I said it already)(this is from Hollows on discord and you have a tumblr and for the life of me i dont remember what it is) Rutile runs the parks and rec in the area- they’ll put on festivals and events that the taco truck goes to.

There’s, three trucks, now? The first one is the smallest, no one really loves working in it except Feldspar, no one is comfortable working in it except Feldspar, Gossan and Chert. The other two are larger- Chert and Riebeck work together (Chert is in charge, is the chef, is the driver, Riebeck has the neatest hand to write things down and is good once they get into the flow of it) and Gabbro and Granite work together (newbie with the most experienced person who isn’t Feldspar Gossan or Esker) Gabbro and Chert can work together (Gabbro takes cooking and Chert has to deal with people) but Chert and Granite or Gabbro and Riebeck all work fine. Riebeck and Granite barely manage to keep their heads above water but since Chert and Gabbro are both part time sometimes that’s just how it goes (Granite cooks, Riebeck takes orders, because Riebeck burns things when they’re nervous)

Gossan is still down an eye, here. There was a manufacturer’s defect with the truck (brake line wasn’t attached correctly) and it failed while Feldspar was driving them. Truck hit a tree, Gossan lost an eye and broke an arm and several ribs, Feldspar got ejected from  the truck entirely. Gossan was awake after a couple days, and no one knew where Feldspar was for three weeks (assumed they were dead)(was going to be brought to the morgue soon to maybe id a body?) until Gossan recognized a scar on a Mx Doe in the coma ward (medically induced coma). Feldspar was woken up a week after, and still isn’t medically cleared to drive

Buddy Feef’s hatchling Graphite is an aquarium employee with an unhealthy fixation on Feldspar and Slate, who they see as Immortal and a Mechanical God (Feldspar used to do (illegal) drag racing and they did crash but never badly enough to take them off the track more than a month, they won money but they would have done it for free)(Slate hot rodded their cars). Feldspar is fond of them, in a ‘hey so if you go totally limp right before you hit you won’t break every bone in your body’ ‘I know i was just doing that but don’t you dare’ kinda way.

Graphite and Granite both are learning parkour because Feldspar is still doing it (more carefully)

I do have. Rough permanent menu figured out. And Feef wants to draw one of the trucks and this has taken over my brain

[shrikebrother]

Do you have any good YA recommendations that have actually dark themes or depict teenagers in a way that's even remotely realistic? I never read YA bc it always feels so fake but maybe I'm not looking in the right places

OKAY so. please hear me out bc im abt to recommend u a fanfiction series but i swear to god its very far removed from the source material so u can just like. read it on its own. it’s called twin skeletons (here’s the link), and i’m sure i’ve talked abt or at least mentioned it on my blog before but its just very very special to me !! it rlly feels like ur getting in the heads of these Awful teenagers and all of the subjects r dealt w/ in like. such a raw & unfiltered way in my opinion. it doesnt feel fake or preachy or like the reader is being talked down to or anything. the writing can be messy & imperfect bc its a fic from a couple years ago, but i still think its so so good and so worth it. the characters felt so real to me & it was dark & complicated & frustrating & it managed to stick w me years after reading it & i love it so much. i use it as a big inspiration for how i would want to write teenagers if i ever. like. actually got arnd to writing anything. maybe my own sentimental feelings r making me biased but god i just think its such an amazing coming of age story and the writer just Understands how teenagers think and act so well and u should absolutely read it if u want a realistic YA story

for actual published work, i have more trouble bc u r right! finding published YA that doesnt try to water things down can unfortunately be v difficult & most of these r just books i read in my school’s library or in the Teen Section of my local bookstore a long time ago & particularly stuck w/ me & some of them im not even like. That sure counts as YA i just know that im a Young Adult who read & enjoyed it & it was also abt Young Adults. maybe its cheating but i honestly dont think that whether or not its Officially Supposed to Be YA is that important, im assuming ur just trying 2 find good coming of age stories

these arent in any particular order im just listing off whatever i think

speak by laurie halse anderson

allegedly by tiffany d jackson

forgive me, leonard peacock by matthew quick

dare me by megan abbott

perks of being a wallflower by stephen chbosky

catcher in the rye by jd salinger (uve most likely already read this but it wouldn’t feel right to leave this classic out)

my heart & other black holes by jasmine warga (a little rushed at times but felt like a breath of fresh air after trying to read annoyingly pretentious trainwrecks like fault in our stars & all the bright places. does what those novels Tried to do but manages it well in my opinion)

these violent delights by micah nemerever (not considered YA lol but i asked the author personally & the characters r like. 16-17 for majority of it & its an incredible book that i want everyone to read anyway so! why not put it here)

my dark vanessa by kate elizabeth russell (definitely not supposed to be YA but a lot of it is from the perspective of a teenage girl & i can imagine it being in my school’s library & its very good & relatable so!! again why not put it here!!)

black iris by elliot wake (i think this is considered more new adult than YA but whatever)

fault line by christa desir

forbidden by tabitha suzuma

hell followed with us by andrew joseph white (not sure if u can call this realistic considering its fantasy but its dark & definitely YA & it has body horror & i liked it so it’s going in)

house of hollow by krystal sutherland (again, this is a fantasy, but i thought it was pretty good when i read it & its YA so it’s going in)

i’m somewhat delirious after taking a nap so im srry if this is like 97% of me just rambling or not making sense. i know our tastes r probably not the same so some of these (or just YA in general) may not be for u but i rlly hope u enjoy or appreciate any of these if u ever decide to read them <3

[7-l3y]

You died in Ghost arms..

Look, I know this is the most horrendus thing to do to the poor man, but, it has to be done.

Y/n and Ghost had been assigned together for an task. The wrong one, with the wrong intel, with the wrong everything.

They never knew. Not until hours into this.

Ghost was runjing straight through enemy territory, Y/n thrown over his shoulder, there was shouting and screaming behind them.. But, its starting to fade off into the distance,

Ghost: "Hey, Hey! Hold on! Dont you dare go to die on me- not when we're almsot out of here!"

He kept running. The only thing keeping Y/n awake was the thud of his shoes and the distant screaming.

Ghost quickly got to cover- in a hollowed out rock. He already had you pulled into his lap, it was bad, really bad.

Y/n placed a soft, gentle hand on his cheek, seeing the tears starting to fall.. They both knew that you weren't going to make it out this time..

The shouting got closer.

Y/n: "Ghost.. You need to go.. Please.." You begged him.. He shook his head. He didnt want to leave a comrade on the doorstep to hell or heaven.

Ghost: " I can't and won't.. Y/n you can't.. Your cannot leave me.. Please.. Please stay.." He was begging for you to hold on- just until back up arrived. The tears were really flowing now.

Y/n: "No.. Ghost, you have to-" Ghost watched as her body convulsed and then stopped. He knew.. He knew that it would happen quick.. But, he couldn't take it.. Not after everything he's gone through with you.

(So? How did I do? Should I do a part two? I can add more suspense, will she end up actually living? Or will ghost have to live indenial of her death.)

[hiding-in-the-vault]

hi im the hk insp au person again,, i just wanted to share just some more of my au if thats okay with you

https://imgur.com/a/L4AVTir (All my unofficial works and also some old designs that didnt work out in case anybody would be interested)

https://imgur.com/a/TNjocDK (Tommys and sapnaps design woohoo)

i hope you like it and please drop some thoughts if you have any :))

also an au notice; not entirely a hollow knight au just HEAVILY inspired by it (hence why its called rogue au in the imgur titles lmao) but i still wouldnt mind if people called it a hollow knight au

btw; you got dream and george right last time, i was surprised because he does in fact live in a very mossy grove (its Mossy Decay in the map), always hides in the shadows and is VERY protective of his little place. when tommy first met dream he wandered a bit too deep in mossy decay and was ambushed by dream, nearly making it out alive

for george, he does in fact like napping a lot around Hills of Mildew (on the eastern side of the map) inside his own hut and doesnt really care about anything and only goes outside to stretch his legs and look at the horizon

and ill also add some lore & funfacts

nobody has ever dared to go in "The deep", only some have tried but few have returned and those few were never the same 😵

theres an arena in barkals, people bet money and fight to the death for it, that's where Dream met techno! while techno was watching dream fight in the arena, he was impressed by his agility and strength and decided to challenge him to a duel outside of the arena. obviously, techno beat dream and thus begun their playful rivalry

ok i swear this was all i just really like to ramble abt stuff ty and bye❤❤❤

WOO!!!! First off, I really love your art style. All the pen lines, especially in some of the older art, it's awesome. I wish I'd do more stuff like that

Anyway, I love these guys. The fire head design is sooo cool. Idk if its just your style or if it looks a certain way for a reason, but it reminds me of autumn leaves and sticks. Which feels apt, for something so nature-themed. A skrunkly guy, I bet he thinks he's the coolest kid on the block. I'd like to hear the thoughts behind those eyes xD

And Tommy feels so sitting. He's a Big man™ and he's got Belts and Such™, Dont Mess With Him !!!11!1!!!! And then you see those big goofy eyes <3 Yep, you're very intimidating and cool, Tommy~ Also him losing his wings reminds me of osmp. That there is one slightly above-average guy who cannot fly. He doesnt NEED to fly, he is simply built different. #trust

Other arts

Map!! I love maps. Big map fan. I bet Tommy likes "The Junk". (if he can get past Dream to make it that far, anyway :eyes:) or at least the name, idk. its funny.

I don't have much to say about the others, besides that they're very fun to look at. I love seeing the thought process behind designs. Crying at George v.1 looking like a waiter djkfhskfd

Speaking of Dream. Ahahehehh I was right >:D It's the vibes, man. The vibes are there and they work so well with these two. If c!Dream and c!George were to be in a hollow knight inspired world, that is simply what they would be doing, I don't make the rules. And hey, that means your character design did its job :D Pog

I'm also always in favor of any idea regarding a fighting arena. Dream would do numbers there, I'm sure. Glad to see the friendly rivalry exists <3

I don't know if you plan on writing anything or just drawing stuff, or just vibe, but I love this concept and I hope you continue it :D

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

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Chapter 8 - Runaway. Episode 1.

Present time (more specifically last night, the 14th of May 2015) Evan: *My heart started pounding faster and faster as I drove my bike down the mountain side. Where could he be?! He could have made it far away by now. He could have hurt himself, or both? He could be laying dead somewhere? Evan! Dont you dare think like that! It was at least 2 hours since we sent out the search team for Andy, I had noticed he had left the house, and as there were no trace of him, and his phone seemed turned off, I had logged on to Facebook in the hopes of finding a clue to why he had left so suddenly without a word. What I found on Facebook made me unable to breathe. Andy had found a post on his ex's profile, about him expecting a child, due in December this year. Andy was devestated. I knew how hard he he tried convincing A to have a kid with him, and it was possible to, A, as I think I have slightly mentioned before, is a vampire, well technically he isn't a vampire, he is something much older, and much darker. He is a demon. A pretty out of control demon, so his family put a seal on him so he couldn't use his full strength any longer. Also they covered him with a vampire soul, as far as I understood, I might be a bit off on the details, it was always a very complicated matter anyway, so never fully understood it all. I mean, you try to come to terms with supernatural beings truly walking the earth. Yeah, it takes time to digest, but we never had that time. We were thrown into the tornado and expected to suck it up, and accept whatever we were told. No questions asked. As I was saying, in addition to the seal, a vampire soul was put inside him, to make his body apear dead, somehow numbing him further, but dont think he wasnt dangerous any longer. Trust me, he was. Lethal. And no, he didnt glitter or lived of blood from IV bags. He did feed on humans. He was a killer. A narcissistic know it all if you ask me. I used to like him, until I on close range watched the damage he did to Andy. In the beginning I tried brushing it off as 'they were bad for each other'. But truth to be told, Andy isn't that bad, not at all. And if you really think Andy is bad, you might have put that on him yourself. You narcissistic jackass! I was suddenly so angry I dug my nails into the handles on my bike, leaving marks in the rubber. I swear, if he wasn't immortal…. I shook my head, Evan, nothing good comes out of this, focus! I finally made it down the mountain, I had been home for a short while, to check if maybe Andy had returned, but as there were no sign of him, I quickly made a few calls to most of the people out searching for him, to let them know to keep going. It was late at night, the stars were sparkling and if it wasnt for the anxious feeling in my guts, I would actually have slowed down to enjoy this mild May night. As I made a turn around a bend on the road, I almost hit a car, my wheels screetching, my heart pounding in my head. My bike was send sliding into a field, and as I planted both feet on the ground, I barely prevented us from falling to the ground. I stood there, panting for air, watching the jackass drive off in his car, didn't even bother to check if I were okay although it was his fault. Andy, where the fuck are you!? I then noticed tears streaming down my cheeks, my stomach all of a sudden felt hollow and a lump was stuck in my throat. I felt short of breath, and decided to park the bike. With my shaky hands I lit a cig and watched the stars as I smoked about half of it, hoping Andy was still somewhere out there, alive. And then, halfway through my cig, my phone beeped. I was almost too scared to pick it from my pocket, expecting the worst news.*

[eyelessfog]

How dare you bring back my Hollow Knight obsession I spent all of last night reading fics and looking at fanart fuck u /j

ANYWAYS, any fic recs if you read them? I need MORE

ohhh god im just gonna throw my mutuals' stuffs at you i literally cant remember anything i used to read aughghgh

help i can only remember hope & feral's & i dont know if you want hornet/lace which is most of ferals

um hope had this one good pokemon/hollowknight fic i was obsessed w :] short & sweet

oh hey wait you know what. just go look and read all of hope's hollow knight fics because then i rememebered all who wander exists and that one is at the end of a REALLY good series you dont even KNOW oh my GOD. go read that NOW.

this ones a funny one for an au my other friend made . it was such a funny au

something something &broken stag legs was a big one in the fandom i remember. it was really good yeah

OH HEYO I FOUND AN OLD ONE BY A DIFFERENT MUTUAL. TIME TRAVEL AU

quietus. quietus.

tales from the white palace was cool

ok cool anyway ummm that is enough going through my subscribeds. peace. tell me if you want any of the hornet/lace & then ill drop some stuff by feral