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[theoldkyokodied]

[Hi Dennis. How was the lion feeding?...?]

This has been something I've been working on for quite a while now, as some people who look at my insta story might know, but I'm finally done!! those text messages from s14ep5 are so unhinged, they haunt me every goddamn day. To drop "i love you so much" just to follow it with what essentially is a "no homo.. for u... even tho u r so hot and i like you so much!". exploading them with my mind into a million pieces, okay?

[dimeadozencows]

Sooo I've been obsessed with this au for a few days now and I thought.. why not use my abilities for evil

These are the designs from the tf2 x Steven Universe au by @lenny-link drawn in Steven Universe's art style! Or my best attempt at it lol.

I think the best looking ones are spy, heavy and soldier :]

Close ups↓

Also here's just the background; it's the bg from the tf2 lineup as a SU background, I'm really proud of how it looks hsjdjd

I also HAD to draw Andalusite by @gracefireheart cus good god he has taken over my entire heart. He's truly everything. The myth the legend the icon the moment. Happy pride month.

I like giving him a receding hairline cus. medic(has hair) + heavy(bald) = less hair. mathematics. The first drawing is my puny amateurish attempt at Rebecca Sugar's beautiful doodle art style. (I think I nailed the face and hair tho hehe)

(Your drawings are what introduced me to this au, I love them sm- I really hope you'll like this!!) (p.s; sorry for giving him a boob window. I wasn't strong enough.)

Aaaand my own design for a medic and scout fusion, Tourmaline! They only really form him when they both feel like wreaking havoc. he's impulsive, inattentive, hyperactive, he has no self preservation, and he's low-key dumb. When his senses kick in is usually when they unfuse. He can't see for shit and has to constantly remind himself to put on his glasses

(scout and medic shitty lil bratty kid + uncle who enables them dynamic truthers rise up)

(I had so many ideas for things I wanted to post so I thought I'd just put it all in one place gsjdjd, I hope people won't mind :'] )

[tunastime]

The Little Things

happy birthday @shepscapades!! you've known about this fic for a little bit, but we talked about how long DBHC Etho's hair had gotten and I really couldn't help myself LOL. I hope you have a great birthday <333

Behind his shoulder, Etho twists a particularly long strand of hair around his finger as they unpack, fidgeting in a way that almost seems anxious. He drags his hand back after a moment, flattening his hair against his neck, combing through absently as he sorts through their collected items and puts them in proper order. Bdubs watches him fidget for a long moment. The thoughts in his head bounce around like loose marbles. Or, Bdubs braids Etho's hair. Etho lets him.

(1506 words)

“Etho.”

Bdubs is staring at the back of Etho’s neck as they walk a short single file through the dark oak trees. Etho holds a steady grip on the hilt of the sword at his hip, head shifting back and forth as they walk together, like they were tethered by an invisible string. He can see the faint glow of his LED in the dappled, midday light. Etho makes a small, confirming sound, but doesn’t look behind him.

“Your hair’s gotten long.”

“Mhh,” Etho hums again—some approximation of pushing out air. He reaches back, combing through the near neck-length hair. “I’m letting it get long. Thought it might be a nice change.”

“‘S it bothering you?” Bdubs asks. Etho shakes his head, glancing back to look at him.

“Keeps getting in my eyes, but otherwise I was just too lazy to cut it.”

Bdubs snorts. 

“Typical.”

Etho shoots him a look, but his mouth is curved into a smile—one where he’s trying to stifle it, so his teeth aren’t showing, but he really wants to grin. All visible too since his mask is tucked under his chin. The motion pulls at the off-white scar down his face. 

“So mean,” he scoffs. “After everything I do for you, Bdubs!”

“Yeah, right,” Bdubs says, thumping his shoulder with the back of his hand. “And you’re bein’ dramatic.”

Etho sticks his tongue out at him, but doesn’t argue any further. Bdubs almost socks him again for that, but Etho giggles enough to get him to start laughing, and by the time he’s even considered it again, their base has come into view. Well—what some would call a stack of deepslate that looked like fort walls. Kind of. It was something at least, even if it wasn’t all that pretty. He can see the peek of Tango’s head over the wall, just a smudge of gold against the backdrop. He must be moving their chests around to keep building, because there’s no way their walls were as short as Tango. 

They both pick their way toward the base just as Tango’s head disappears. By the time their cajoling and banter is within earshot, Tango’s standing outside the front of their base, eyebrows raised.

“You two sure make a lot of noise,” he complains, folding his arms. “I swear I could hear you from across the river.”

Bdubs snorts.

“Blame Etho for that one,” he grumbles, pushing past the two of them. He hears Tango snort as he starts giggling, and Etho makes a particularly pathetic sound in retaliation.

“Bdubs started it,” he complains, dragging himself after Bdubs and into the base proper. Tango twists around to follow them both, trailing after as Bdubs lingers near the doorway. 

“Did you two at least bring back somethin’ to eat?”

“You bet your buns we did,” Bdubs snorts. He drops to sit beside his bag, fiddling until the clasps come undone. There, he reaches in, and hands Tango a chunk of entirely unprocessed redstone. When Tango twists it this way and that, it catches the light in a surprisingly interesting way. He watches Tango’s face scrunch for a moment, LED spinning a light blue ring as he thinks over the stone in his hands. Luckily he hasn’t noticed that there are a few prominent sets of teeth marks in the bottom half. 

Can’t blame a guy for getting hungry. 

Tango nods, seemingly satisfied.

Behind his shoulder, Etho twists a particularly long strand of hair around his finger as they unpack, fidgeting in a way that almost seems anxious. He drags his hand back after a moment, flattening his hair against his neck, combing through absently as he sorts through their collected items and puts them in proper order.

Bdubs watches him fidget for a long moment. The thoughts in his head bounce around like loose marbles.

Tango moves around them both and back to the place where he was moving cots and chests around. He backs himself against a particularly large double chest and shoves it sideways across the grass. Etho continues to quietly stack items into a chest. With his bag now empty, Bdubs picks himself up, and scoops up his bag. At the front door, he slings his newly sharpened axe over his shoulder.

Might as well get some wood while the day was still light.

At the fire, sleep tugging at the edge of his consciousness, Bdubs casts a tired glance over to Etho. He’s shrugged free from his coat, now draped over his knees as he sits at Bdubs’ left, leaning almost into his space. From this angle, Bdubs can see how Etho’s hair lies flat over the back of his neck, curls over the side of his face in frizzy strands. He reaches up almost absently to comb his fingers through it. Etho makes a small, startled noise. He raises his shoulders, but he’s not able to resist the tiny, pleased expression that slides onto his face as Bdubs keeps his hand on the back of his skull. He may not like the teasing, but the idea of Bdubs petting through his hair certainly seems to make him happy.

Which is why Bdubs sighs through his nose and draws his hand away.

“Etho,” Bdubs says, exasperation slipping into his tone unbidden. “C’mere and let me help you.”

“It’s fine,” Etho tries, more in discomfort than annoyance.

“Etho—” Bdubs argues. He pats the ground in front of him, legs splayed. Etho looks him up and down for a long moment, LED spinning, calculating. 

“What’re you gonna do?” he asks.

“‘M not gonna cut it,” Bdubs sighs. “Just trust me, alright?”

Etho makes a noise halfway between a groan and a hum. He finally sinks to the ground beside Bdubs’ knee. Twisting around to put him between his legs, Bdubs shuffles forward on the grass. Between Etho and the fire in front of him, the air around them is warm, filled with the slight mechanical hum from Etho in front of him, the snap of the fire. Bdubs leans forward for a moment, resting his forehead against the nape of Etho’s neck. Etho laughs, one hand coming back to squeeze his knee.

“What,” he teases. “Was this your ulterior motive?”

“No,” Bdubs startles, peeling himself away. “No it wasn’t. This was just a nice moment.”

Etho giggles, squeezing his knee again. He draws his hand down Bdubs’ shin and to his ankle, where he keeps it there.

Carefully, Bdubs combs his fingers through Etho’s hair. It’s not any different than usual, besides the length. He keeps relatively good care of it, the ends are fine, it’s short enough not to reliably knot. Sifting his fingers through takes little effort on Bdubs’ part as he easily separates three sections out, twisting the hair between his fingers as he braids. Etho slumps forward a bit, shoulders rounding out, the base of his spine and lower ribs pressed into Bdubs’ space.

“I learned how to do this a long time ago,” Bdubs says absently as he works. He watches Etho’s LED spin again, and takes that as a sign that he’s still paying attention. “Had’ta use ropes since I didn’t know anyone with hair long enough to actually practice on. It’s easy to do a simple one when you’ve got the hang’ve it, though.”

“Are you expecting me to not ask you for help when I need it?” Etho says, amusement slipping into his tone. Bdubs pokes the back of his neck.

“I’m just sayin’,” he grumbles. “You don’t have’ta learn, I’m just tellin’ a story. Jeez, Etho.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Etho placates, still giggling. “Maybe I’ll learn as long as you teach me.”

Bdubs huffs out a laugh.

“Maybe,” he parrots. He curls his hair into the last section of the small, tight braid, hoping that force alone will keep it together just for a bit. As he lets go, Etho’s hand comes back to feel out the braid, smoothing the rest of his hair back behind his ears. With most of it tucked back, only the tufts of hair in the front spill into his eyes. When he turns back to Bdubs, a soft smile tugs at his face. Bdubs reaches on instinct to push his hair back, dragging his hand down his cheek as he pulls away. He pretends not to notice that Etho’s ears have gone slightly blue as he turns away from him.

“You like it?” Bdubs asks, voice coming uncharacteristically soft. Etho nods silently. “Good.”

Bdubs leans forward into Etho’s space, then, tucking himself against the strong curve of his back. He can feel, ever so slightly, the hum of his thirium pump, the heat that he gives off from all the moving equipment inside his chest. There, he lets out a soft sigh. Etho squeezes his ankle.

“You let me know if you need me to do it again, alright?” Bdubs asks. Etho lets out a long breath of air.

“I will,” he says, voice crackling ever so.

Good, Bdubs thinks. He likes the sound of that.

[quinnigallagherjones]

MAKE ME CHOOSE

@darlingboydiaz asked: eddie diaz or evan "buck" buckley

[skullsandcorals]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @apiratefellinlovewithastar 🤭💜💜💜 !!!!

I hope you like it ;)

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[terracyte]

"Crowley’s just— so free, so alive, so vibrant, and he can feel his control on his corporation slipping, can feel dozens of eyes threatening to become visible just for their chance to watch him as well."

for my beloved @smilehoneyy who wrote the sweetest, gorgeous, AMAZING fic so much left unspoken <33 this is one of my favorite moments in the entire fic and i simply. needed to draw it

[gojosattoru]

★ KAMADO NEZUKO PHONE WALLPAPERS ★ -> requested by @nezuko-kamadoz Hope you like it darling! Thank you for your request! Had loads of fun!! <33333~~ Hope they look good!! Sorry for being so late!

COMMISSIONS/KO-FI AND REQUESTS OPEN!!!

[dollywons]

hiii, if the requests are open can we get more black dividers? thank you either way!

🖤 𝒷𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓈 🖤➿🖤➰🖤➿🖤 ՞ ⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ՞⸜ ♡ ⸝

hi hi!! of course you can! so sorry that it took a bit of time to get to this， i’ve been busy lately :< i hope you enjoy and have a nice day today!! (≧◡≦) ♡ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

𝒸𝒽ℯ𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓃！ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ’𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓈 + 𝓇ℯ𝓈ℴ𝓊𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓈！ ♡︎

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Hi!! This is hopefully a fun question to ask! 💚 What are some of your favourite versions of suguru &/or satoru by your moots/non-moots that you’ve read in their fics ? For example your winter satosugu drabble has my favourite satoru 💅💅💅

🥺🥺🥺 ANONNNN first of all i’m so happy you like that satoru…… i’m really fond of him too!!! he’s very Husband + the implied mommy issues are tasty imo…

but wahhh… this is absolutely a fun question!!!! i doooo wanna preface this by saying that i legitimately love . all my moots’ versions of stsg. they’re all a little different so i go to different moots/other writers depending on what i’m looking for :3 i love love love the fact that fanfic births so many different takes and aus…. it’s one of my favorite parts of reading it!!!

i doooo have some versions of stsg that i’m partial to though!!!! gonna throw them under the cut, i decided to only go with my moots because i’m…… really scatterbrained. there are SO many other sugus and torus that i adore my brain just can’t pull them out at command </3 but i hope this’ll suffice!!

first of all…. my favorite gojos :333

niku’s gojo in general is one of my favorites ever ever ever but i’m specifically adding a link to bten because . bten lives in my brain <3 and i adore both bten!reader & bten!gojo more than anything….. ANYWAY . niku’s gojo is my favorite for many reasons but above all else he just…. feels so real to me . sometimes i have to remind myself that i’m reading a fic and not canon content bc her gojo just FEELS like gojo . it’s a little scary. i read bten and heard kaiji tang’s voice in my ear 😭 i think it’s sooo difficult to capture the balance that canon!gojo has, but niku does it so effortlessly!!! he’s so charming and guarded and annoying and kind beneath it all and i’m just….. in love with him . that’s all. i do want to strangle him just a tiny bit but mostly i want to kiss him.

sel’s col!gojo…. my baby my husband the loml. i adoreeeee sel’s take on gojo and the way he views/approaches love ….. and just like niku her gojo feels so real and so grounded!!!! sel has a way of rounding out her characters and making them feel so human, which i. adore. and it works so well with gojo. col!gojo is canon to me idc. he’s so relatable to me and following his story with col!reader was just so touching 🥹🥹 i . cried . every time he blushed or got flustered i fell to my knees . flustered gojo is really hard to get right i think??? bc it’s just….. such a rare mood from him. but it feels so perfect in her fics. col!gojo reminds me of a plant in the softest, most loving way and i just want him to grow and embrace the sun !!!!!!!! i want him to be happy….

another general pick; alexis’s gojo!!!!!! (link goes straight to my personal fav which is a very bold statement to make but i think abt this fic constantly)…. this is another gojo that just feels. so canon to me somehow???? every time i read her gojo fics i’m just like yeah…. that’s gojo satoru. that’s the gojo satoru that i love and adore. it always reminds me of WHY i love him sm and it’s just….. such a wonderful feeling yk??? alexis rlly captures what i perceive as the core of his character!!!!! i can’t tell you what it is exactly but i feel that so strongly!!!!! he’s my baby and i love him so so bad. he makes me so happy and he feels so human:((((( i just love him…. him and his self-destructive little habits….. also special shoutout to idol!gojo bc he’s just soo. yeah.

then we have io’s flower shop!satoru <333 the fic isn’t out as of rn, but i added a link to a snippet that i’m still swooning over….. i ADORE this concept and it’s so perfect for io’s gorgeous and flowery writing!!!! he was made for her fr…… i just really love the idea of a soft, gentle, smitten satoru 🥺 and him being a flower boy rlly scratches an itch in my brain because of his canon ties to flowers!!! the fact that he kind of views other people as flowers. or at least compared them to flowers in ch. 236….. i just feel like this concept is . genius. nature loves satoru and he loves it back . he’s a nurturing soul at his core imo and that’s not something i see people explore super often, but this au captures it perfectly <33

NOW. SUGU TIME.

moss’s knight!suguru…. my beloved. not a day goes by where i don’t think about him. there isn’t a single language on this earth that could properly convey the physical reaction i had when i read this drabble . this is . The most attractive suguru in the world. to me. he’s so sexy i’m sorry i need him so bad. we all know how i feel about knights and suguru individually so when you mash em together….. 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 yeah. my life was changed. the armour the blood the contrast between his polite exterior and gritty fighting … i’ll be so honest just the idea of knight!suguru fighting using his fists instead of his sword is enough to have me falling to the floor in agony like i NEED him. you don’t understand. you will never understand. it physically pains me to know that he will never beat ts out of me. BUT YEAH HE’S JUST SOOO???? he’s so hot and cool and Doomed and i desire him carnally

then we have mickey’s suguru :3 he’s just….. soooo fucking charming? it’s sickening . i can’t stand him. he’s perfect and i need him. mickey always writes him in a very wolfy way while also making him feel so soft and sweet and i just…. adore it. he’s a loverboy first and foremost and he makes me sooooooo happy it’s insane…… i’m linking my personal fav sugu fic of his but i truly adore them all!!!!!!!!! his suguru is just . theee most charming man alive and that’s all i can really say to properly convey my feelings. this particular fic genuinely wrecked me i got soooooo flustered just reading it 💔💔💔 save me sweaty!sugu…….. save me……….. he’s a wolf he’s a romantic he’s a cooer and most importantly he’s my Wife :33

kairo’s suguru is soooo lovely and so hot but i’m especially in love with black is the colour!suguru….. he’s just. so hot i’m sorry. not really though. tattoo artist sugu 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 with his piercings …. his honeyed voice…… his boundless devotion…… heavy breathing . he’s so mommy in this. but also so Father. that’s the best way i can explain it aaaaaaand i’m terribly weak to it……. he’s just so perfect there are SO many scenes in this fic that made my knees buckle 😔😔 he’s so sweet and doting and complex and just hhhhhhhhhhhHHH kairo if you see this you’ve ruined me for life…… specifically thinking about the scene where he worries he acts more like a dad than a boyfriend sometimes + where he calls reader his dove…… i need him in my life i need him to fix me

lily’s poseidon!suguru stole my heart very recently and i have ….. not stopped thinking of him since. i love any take on suguru as a god and lily’s version is just so genius . suguru being a god of the sea????? it’s perfect….. and the fact that he’s so gentle and coaxing and sweet 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 just the way he speaks in this drabble had me captivated he is truly the god of all time….. and his DESIGN . the concept in itself. i know for a fact that he’s the most stunning man you’ll ever see. he’s so almighty and powerful and he speaks so softly and gently but you hear every word crystal clear because he just has this Presence…… i rlly can’t stop thinking about him.

then we have rem’s suguru!!!! who is the acts of service king of All Time. and i’m obsessed with him. i love chatting with rem because i love her but also because we always agree on suguru and her thoughts always make me feel insane….. he NEEDS you to need him. he needs to take care of you. or he’ll literally explode. he’s such a caretaker and i can’t get enough of him….. that’s really the Core of suguru’s character imo!!!! his desperation to take care of others. he wants to take care of you more than he ever takes care of himself because doing that makes Him happy. and rem just captures that so, so perfectly, yknow?????? oughhhh her sugu is just so Mommy i need him to coddle me :(((((

aaaaand finally!!!!! last but not least!!!!!!!! rheya’s vamp!sashisu :33 i know you asked for stsg specifically but i’m throwing in shoko as a bonus bc they’re All characterized so well in this. they live rent free in my silly little brain . there’s not a single person on this planet that i trust to write poly sashisu more than rheya bc she just Gets them!!!!! and….. vamp!sashisu..,… lord save me…….. they could drain me like a capri sun idec. I LOVE THEM!!!!!! their preferred biting spots just feel soooo in character and the fact that they’re all so gentle makes me emotional 🥺🥺 generally speaking i’m not super into vamps but rheya entered my life and i was changed forever . i need them so bad

i wasn’t gonna tag anyone originally, but i want you guys to know how much i love you and think abt your silly little guys actually... thank u for letting me read abt them 🥹

@stellamancer @seiwas @kissxcore @neptuneblue

@mossmotif @dollsuguru @teddybeartoji

@storiesoflilies @hayakawalove @satoruxx

[volivolition]

You hear a commotion outside, days after halloween had already passed...

You hear the door creak open...

VISUAL CALCULUS - It's not like the house is our permanent residence, anyways. We live in the void of a headspace. HAND/EYE COORDINATION - Yeah, this is just a convenient depiction that one of the Concepts made. Anyway, catch, Crowny!

[betweenblackberrybranches]

What is sun and moons relationship in rlgl?

(love this au by the way so so fun and your art is just so cute i want to eat it ♥♥♥♥)

They are in gay love<3

wait i am getting out the smooches compilation i posted a while ago, smooches under the cut but its not new art

[nectardaddy]

ISAMI . . . kamey + mattsun 

⤷ for @kameyyy <3

꩜ BRAIN DEAD . people r ugly

I don't know my name, nothing's in my brain // I wanna tell you everything but I can barely think // I'm going insane, I want to explain // I could be a millionaire, but I would rather fry my brain // I would rather fry my brain

꩜ DRAIN ME . towa bird

got me wrapped around you // got me lying at your feet // ain't no running from it // once I've got you in my teeth // drip drop in the dark // butterfly, baby // waterfall, super soak // do or die, crazy

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

motorcycle sketch featuring cross!! >:)

[starlightiing]

Lawhan and heart 😁💖

Send me a pairing and a prompt <3

@ellearts - Lawhan and Heart

Jack's ears twitch softly when they pick up on the sound. It's subtle thing, delicate and gentle to the point where it could have so easily been missed had Jack not been paying close attention to his surroundings. A small, uncomfortable shiver runs down the back of his spine as he makes sense of the soft noise, unmistakable in rhythm and tone but every bit perplexing to hear from so deep within the forest.

A human heartbeat.

Humans are incredibly rare to stumble upon in this particular forest, especially this deep inside. Jack remembers one of the first things Yuki had taught him after accepting him into the pack and the safety of his den: this forest is a dangerous place. Monsters of all calibers reside in the shadows, waiting for the slightest show of weakness to make their move. And, dangerous as it is for them, even more so is it dangerous for humans. Their hearts have a rhythm and pace so painfully distinct it cannot be missed or mistaken for another monster's by even the youngest of pups or fledglings. So ingrained in them is it to recognize the beat of a human heart, a sound indicative of prey, that humans last all of minutes in this forest before something devours them whole and suddenly, they are gone just as soon as they came.

Jack's head tilts in interest, and a deep curiosity bubbles up in the pit of his stomach. Yuki would chastise him, tell him to stay put and let him handle it - and for good reason. Jack is a pup, still stumbling over paws that are too big for the rest of his body both physically and metaphorically - but that fast, fluttering beat is too enticing. It's been far too long since he's seen a human, far too long since he's been human, that his natural response is to want to investigate.

And so he does.

He remains in his own human form, not wanting to frighten the human and draw more attention to them in a place where god only knows what is already hunting them down. But werewolves have the blessing of speed on their side - faster than any of the other monsters that live in the forest. Jack puts his nose in the air and tracks down the unfamiliar scent, running off towards the sound and the smell as quickly as he can. He's brought to a small clearing, a place he's acutely familiar with - Yuki has brought him here for training before in the past - and the sound of the human's heart becomes so loud at this point it's nearly deafening. Jack sniffs a few times, tracking the scent off towards the edge of the clearing where his eyes finally pick up on the slightest movement. He snaps his gaze over and is met with the silhouette of the human in question. He notices frazzled blond hair, half-slicked back and half dangling in front of the human's face as though it's been mussed through a few times by a nervous hand. The eyes are a muted tone of blue-grey, wide and startled as they come to rest on Jack's own fierce gaze.

The young man falters a moment, his heartbeat picking up pace dangerously within his chest, and stumbles back a few steps.

"Hey, it's okay." Jack says quickly, delicately, his senses easily picking up on the fear wafting off of the human in waves. "I'm not here to hurt you."

Slowly, Jack shows his hands to the man with his palms up and fingers splayed wide open. It seems to do little to calm the human, who reaches behind him for something Jack cannot quite make out. His senses heighten even further, listening and watching as the man grasps at the air behind him only to come up empty. There's a soft gasp, a curse beneath his breath, and Jack listens as the man swallows thickly in resignation.

"What are you?" comes his trembling voice, hardly above a whisper. Jack hears him with ease, head tilting slightly as he considers an answer to the question. It's clear the human is familiar with the strange inhabitants of the forest, which means Jack's efforts to keep himself from intimidating the young man are in vain. He already knows.

Jack clears his throat, "werewolf."

The human's eyes widen even further, a flash of terror sparking across his gaze as his heartbeat continues to soar faster. At this point, the vampires will pick up on the commotion and make their way to the clearing for a cheap and easy meal. Jack has to think fast if he wants to protect the man.

"Werewolf. Fantastic. I suppose you're here to rip my heart out then." the human says flatly, with a sense of false bravado that makes Jack frown.

"Not exactly. My pack is peaceful towards humans." He explains, taking a tentative step forward. The human does not move in response. "And you're not safe here. Your heartbeat is attracting everything within a few miles right to this location as we speak. You have to come with me."

The man laughs, something akin to a panicked scoff, and shakes his head vehemently. "Yeah, right. That'll be the last thing I ever do."

"No," Jack insists softly, shaking his head, "Refusing to come with me will be the last thing you ever do. Humans don't last more than a few minutes in the forest, so you're lucky you've made it as long as you have."

The man's eyes are cold and calculating, oozing with fear but brimming with something akin to interest as well. It's almost as though he wants to reach out and trust Jack, as if he knows his back is up against the wall - but Jack fears that the sense of self-preservation keeping him defiant to the offered help may be the very thing that gets him killed. There isn't much Jack can do in the way of gaining the human's trust, but he knows he has to try.

"You just want to lure me away to have me all to yourself." the man says, his voice trembling and uncertain. "There's no such thing as people-friendly werewolves."

Jack smiles softly at that, offering an amused nod. "Right. Well, if you knew anything at all about werewolves, you'd know that if I wanted you dead, I'd have ripped your heart out two minutes and fifty-four seconds ago when I first saw you. We aren't ones to play with our food."

The human winces at the term 'food', but otherwise keeps himself as still and unreadable as possible. However, Jack has the advantage of hearing his heartbeat, a small window into the emotions this man is trying to hide away from him. The fear is still there, evident in the panicked thumping echoing in Jack's ears, but it's calmed down ever so slightly in pace. It's working, however slowly.

"What's your name?" the human demands after a few moments, reaching up to run a hand through his already tousled hair.

"Jack. What's yours?"

"...Liam."

"Liam," Jack tests the name softly, hoping to make some sort of connection with the young man by addressing him directly, "I'd really like it if you came with me. I can hear at least three vampires closing in on us and I promise you they will not be as kind as I am."

Liam's breath hitches softly, and Jack can see the slight twitch of his hand as he curls it into a fist. A dozen different emotions flash across Liam's face before he finally sighs in resignation.

"You really won't hurt me?" he asks, and the incessant pounding of his heartbeat in the background is all Jack needs to know that Liam still doesn't trust him. Not yet. But in a last ditch effort to save his own life, Jack hopes he will come anyway.

"I really won't hurt you. But we need to get you out of here now. Your heartbeat is like a smoke signal out here. I promise I'll keep you safe, you just have to come with me."

Jack holds his hand out to Liam, palm up and open, expectant. He reaches almost desperately forward, without forcing contact between them to startle Liam away from him.

Liam looks between Jack's eyes and his hand, then back to his eyes, and finally to his palm once more. He takes a breath that echoes loudly in Jack's ears, before finally reaching forward and placing his trembling hand delicately within Jack's grasp.

"Thank you for trusting me, Liam. I won't let you get hurt."

Liam says nothing in response, but does offer a curt nod. His heartbeat, so loud and frantic, rattles around in Jack's brain as he tightens his grip on Liam's hand. It's a small start, enough for Jack to be able to get Liam someplace safe for the time being.

But there is the most subtle change in Liam's heart rate - it calms by two or three beats a minute - that warms something in Jack's own chest. It's not just desperation that drives Liam to Jack, no, there's a thin thread of genuine trust between them now.

and Jack has absolutely no intention of breaking that trust. Ever.

[might-be-a-potato]

teku horror movie night !!!! (+kadeem)

based off the headcanons of @acceleracers-baby !!

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @kill-cry-die !!! 🎉✨ I hope you have a STELLAR birthday, my beloved 🥰🩷

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