#dw he'll be okay

[tatos-stick-pile]

PUTTING THIS UNDER A READMORE!

This comic contains character death. read at your own risk.

Bird fights can get nasty between two territorial birds. Especially if one lost most of its armor to a locust's efforts.

@wtfgaylittlezooid

[box-of-deino-nuggets]

Oh look! Actual art from me! Incredible! Definitely didn't stay up until 1 am to finish this, what are you talking about?

Okay but in all seriousness, I kept seeing this meme going around and I wanted to do it with my own little guys. I feel like I put too much time and effort into this silly thing, but I like it.

And as for the comic, I'm slowly working my way back into it. I apologize for leaving it on hold for so long. Brain can't stay focused on something longer than a week it seems. But I'm trying, and that's what matters!

[rebouks]

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First day of preschool...

[morning-frosty]

You should tell us your symptoms if you start feeling less than normal

gugh.....

help

[ask-redsoldier-tf2]

Soldiers allergic to nuts? Guess I should stop using peanut butter to get him to listen..

Should probably tell Medic too before he uses some to get you to take medicine like he did last time I mean what

Soldier: If I was allergic then I should be DEAD by now!! And if you have eyes you can see that I'm still standing here!

*reaches for a cup but it turns into a medkit*

(2/4) 🧭

[0ne-shot]

them talking japanese to go undercover BWAHAHA---

It's similar to what i was thinking-- Esp also knows 17 languages, so what if he knows the Waddle Dance language of the bees? And like, Charmy must say something important and quick, so is just Espio staring intensely, in silent at a Charmy dancing his information out

IM DYING HELP ALDFHLADFHJH

this is played out 100% seriously

[voxofthevoid]

On this fine Wednesday, can I interest anyone in consensual vore with a side of incest?

CW: graphic descriptions of non-lethal cannibalism; the eaten party being awake and aware during said cannibalism; sibling incest where one party doesn't believe they're siblings

“I’m not letting you do that,” Yuuji says, pressing down on Chōsō with all his weight; the state Yuuji’s in, Chōsō could throw him off easy as anything, but he doesn’t, which is exactly what Yuuji’s banking on. “This is bad enough without you…carving yourself up like steak.”

“It’s really not—”

“No.” Yuuji resettles, lifting his body off Chōsō to kneel between his legs, most of his weight still on the hands gripping Chōsō’s shoulders. There’s a lot of this that’s familiar—the position, their half-naked bodies, hooded eyes peering up at Yuuji. That somehow makes what he’s about to do feel worse, more perverse, but it’s still leagues better than letting Chōsō do that to himself for Yuuji’s sake. “I’ll do it. It’s just jaw strength anyway. I’m not that weak.”

“No one would accuse you of weakness, Yuuji,” Chōsō says, a trace of a sigh in his voice; Yuuji ignores Sukuna’s grumbled disagreement. The strange smile flirting with Chōsō’s lips is a more interesting sight. “I have such troublesome brothers.”

“Oh, come on, don’t—” Yuuji cuts himself off. It’s useless, and at this point, indulging Chōsō’s weird brother complex is the least he could do. “Are you ready?”

And Chōsō must know the question is more for Yuuji’s sake than his own, but he hums a reassurance anyway, tilting his head to the side to better bare the meat of his shoulder. Yuuji swallows thickly. He blames Chōsō’s attempt to serve himself up like dinner for his mind trying—and failing epically—to imagine it as a prime cut of steak. On the bright side, if Yuuji had actually felt hungry for even a moment, he’d never have forgiven himself.

“Sorry,” he mutters, the way he once did before killing this man’s actual brother, and dives in.

Flesh parts under his teeth, and Yuuji doesn’t stop until it comes apart in his mouth.

He has the sense not to chew.

The meat slides wetly down his throat, lodging at the base before a desperate, convulsive swallow forces it all the way down.

Cursed energy explodes inside him, a surge of alien power that’s quickly, devastatingly devoured by something Yuuji can’t even pretend is Sukuna. It’s nothing like the power that seeped into him slow and steady and almost sweet when it was just Chōsō’s blood wetting his mouth; if that was a trickle, this is a flood. He shudders through it, slumping against Chōsō until the metallic scent drenching the air makes him notice that Chōsō’s shoulder is still am open wound, the blood flow stemmed but the chunk of flesh still missing.

“Why are you—Chōsō, heal it!”

Chōsō says, “Take…more.”

Yuuji almost argues, but there’s a strain in Chōsō’s voice that wasn’t there any of the times before, and he’s reminded that this is harder for him too, and if this isn’t enough, if Yuuji has to do this again, he’ll be hurting this man again for no good reason.

He screws his eyes shut and bites deep, his teeth meeting each other through the fleeting resistance of flesh.

He swallows.

Another bite, another chunk of meat down his throat, another surge of power.

“Enough,” Yuuji says, mouth close enough to Chōsō’s torn shoulder to feel the steamy heat rising from it. “That’s enough, Chōsō.”

Under him, Chōsō heaves a shuddering sigh.

Yuuji pries his eyes open, forcing himself to look, to see.

He’s made a carnage of Chōsō’s shoulder. Yuuji barely paused to feel his depraved mouthfuls, and he couldn’t tell if the constriction of his throat had been from their size or just pure disgust. Now, looking at what he’s done, it’s clear his teeth weren’t as careful, as clean, as Yuuji had wanted.

Torn skin and exposed muscle. No bone, at least. But the whole shoulder is a mass of meat.

“Chōsō, I’m so—”

A sweaty palm curls around the side of Yuuji’s jaw, thumb slotting over his lips. Yuuji smothers the instinctive urge to pull away—and the even worse impulse to open his mouth and catch that flesh between his teeth for reasons that have nothing to do with consumption. He stays put, watching as Chōsō heals himself. His eyes are closed, and he’s breathing deeply and evenly through his nose. His shoulder is knitting itself back together, slower than all the times he’s healed before, and Yuuji hardly dares to breathe until every stray drop of blood is reabsorbed and every bloody tear fades into unmarred flesh.

Chōsō opens his eyes; they’re all pupil.

His cursed energy is a storm inside Yuuji, and there’s rot in it, a sensation Yuuji is infinitely familiar with, but it’s nothing like the endless festering that’s taken up residence in his soul. This just is.

It almost feels good.

“Thank you,” Yuuji chokes out.

He’s rewarded with a soft, drunken smile. Chōsō’s hand slides down from his jaw, skimming the lines of Yuuji’s neck and shoulder before falling limply to the bed.

“I’m glad it worked.”

[jaxfromthatcircus]

[The silence is deafening.

From his room, from the kid's pillow fort.

The silence is deafening.

He was never the hero you thought he would be.

And the silence is deafening.]

[wednesdaythesecond]

I think Mikey could and should make Travie cum in his pants when they make out

[silverselfshippingchaos]

I MET YOUR GUYYYYY

YAAAAYYYYYY TELL HIM I SAY HIII!!!

[kira-does-art-sometimes]

I'll Always Call You a Friend

@whump-queen @whump-in-the-closet @shydragonrider @imnotamurdereripromise @eric-the-bmo

[im-smart-i-swear]

Does Tashi have the memories upto the kerberos mission or before the mission? (Also love that he's being 'I do not see' about the entire clone thing, love that for him)

Im not really sure about it tbh! The option i'm leaning the most into is that he has Shiro's memories up to a few months/weeks before the mission. It just makes everything so much worse for him beacuse he doesnt even know about Shiro and Adam' Whole Thing.

For him it looks like one moment he was preparing for the biggest mission of his life and the next thing he knows, he wakes up surrounded by dozens of fucking corpses who look like him why do they all look like him

also i like to headcanon that the reason for why there were so many of the clones there is bc those are the failed attempts - discarded bc of mistakes in the cloning process or failed memory transfers or something(most of em were propably braindead or unable to survive)(dont ask me how the guys even survived falling from however high that place was. that's not importrant)

Tashi knows something's wrong from the beginning - some of his memories are disjointed or missing, there are names and places he should remember but he doesnt, and they all feel distant - but he pushes all his doubts and suspicions deep down beacuse there are people who need him here.

pretty much the same goes for taks and taka too! all three of them came to a mutual understanding that its best to just try and not to mention the fact they have the exact same name and life stories. theres more importrant things to think about like, y'know, not dying!!

Thank you for the ask!

[ahogedetective]

u dare force the diety of the jabberwock islands to wear pants!? shame. shame!!!!! he is just a grouchy old octopus. he is not happy!!!!

"clothes are unnecessary for my kind..." izuru is just sitting in a pair of sweat pants the vampire gave him. mainly for the shuichi's sanity.

@91cmspoilers

@91cmspoilers !!!!

"uueeuueeeuuee....." Whining, the vampire is clasping his hands together while bowing his head in apologies! He is Sorry, Izuru!!! He knows you hate wearing pants, but if he stared at your naked body for too much longer, this vampire would die! And he's already dead...!!!!

That's why he practically hoisted those sweatpants at Izuru, pleading he wears them! Endure them just for a little bit!!! Until his pointy ears stop burning at the tips... "I-I know, I am sorry, I'm sorry!!! Please do not look so mad...! I-I understand you very much hate pants, b-but for the sake of my heart, I only ask th-that you keep them on f-for just a bit! J-Just a little....!!!!!!!!!"

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

I love it when a problem that's detrimental to my health with no known cause vanishes on its own.

...I also absolutely despise it when it decides to come back, just as arbitrarily <3

[waloeders]

gonna crash after dnd session it went rrally well!! i am just. gonna energy crash. need a guy to lie on top of me like a weighted blanket i sure hope a certain king of waloed is free...???

anyway gn gang <3 lots of love!!!