#how to increase blood

[vaxxman]

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[s0fter-sin]

vampire bats share mouthfuls of blood to other bats they’re close to if they weren’t able to feed and now i need old vampire!ghost sharing a bloody kiss with fledgling!soap, giving him mouthfuls of blood bc his fresh fangs are too sensitive to bite with

it’s been so long since he was turned that ghost’s forgotten the deep ache that comes with growing fangs and he almost worries when johnny goes to bite into the meal he’s brought him only to whimper and pull back; only the slightest pinpricks of a bite left in the man’s neck, barely enough to bring blood to the surface

it’s only when johnny whines and massages at his gums that ghost realises his oversight; crooning at his sweet mate in reassurance. he’s not upset that he couldn’t feed, at the unintentional rejection of his offering. he’ll make the pain stop

ghost pulls the man to his mouth and sinks in his fangs, sucking in a heavy mouthful and drops the now paralysed prey back to his feet; his throat steadily gushing with blood and spilling over his body

he cups johnny’s face, looking into his eyes, teary with pain and hunger, and purses his lips to carefully drip the blood into his mouth. the pain immediately vanishes from his eyes, replaced with pure bliss as he opens his mouth wide; curling his tongue to catch every drop. ghost presses his mouth to his in a hungry, blood-filled kiss; tongues twining together as they share the taste

johnny sucks the last of it from his lips and ghost guides him down to lap at the prey’s neck; licking up the blood he was too weak to draw himself. he’s ravenous with it, his whole face covered in red as he licks up the spill and suckles at ghost’s bite

ghost’s filled with an overwhelming pride at having provided for his mate in an even deeper way than just hunting for him. he spilled the blood johnny’s drinking; fed him in the most intimate way their kind knows and he’ll do it a hundred times over for his love

[dont-offend-the-bees]

Soooo many options for this one but I had to go with the og contraption 💛

Sawtober day 19: 'Trap'

[a-totally-reasonable-username]

Annoyed bc i'm just so so tired and can barely keep from falling asleep much less do anything but lie in bed.... Hmm i wonder.... *Checks blood pressure* *96/51* ... Yep that'd fucking do it :/

[radiashen]

in this post i will be Pointing Out The Obvious but i need an outlet because this genuinely makes me feel crazy. one mention of vash's name. one mention of vash's name and wolfwood, laying on the ground on the verge of death, sees vash in his head:

and it's vash's smile. his billowing coat. his back as he steps forward. wolfwood looks up, and he sees vash. still moving and not giving up. vash, who walks an eternity of suffering, and still believes that the world can be kind.

and wolfwood gets up.

nicholas "i can't change the way i live" d. wolfwood, changes. he's changed since he decided to follow vash. because he decides to believe in him. he decides if someone like vash can afford to hope, maybe he can, too.

because he ends up choosing to treat vash not as a target. not as a naive dreaming saint. because he chose to have vash as his friend instead. that's his friend. and he believes in him. vash gave him no reason to doubt him—he covers his back again. so wolfwood believes in him.

wolfwood believes that if it's vash, love and peace is possible. because what else is there? what else should there be at the end of the journey, to make it worth it, if not love and peace?

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

I think I accidentally made an Aleduncan AU where Alejandro is a witch and Duncan is an outlaw

[vhstown]

cannot wait to learn about nucleic acids and genetics and finish my fat ass book about mitochondria so i can girlsplain about biology and disguise i5 as a spiderverse fanfic

[manasurge]

Tis' the season where I mentally and physically suffer. Complaining below (feel free to ignore, I'm just venting. I usually do this every year to get most of it out of my system lol):

mmm the fall/winter SAD is indeed in full swing. No warmth + no sun = a bad bad time. I always get so annoyed when ppl assume that I love winter bc I'm a "winter baby", as if that has any sort of divine intervention on instantaneously adapting you to perfectly fit the climate you were born in. NOPE. Silly human superstition. I start to freeze once it hits below 20C. I wish I lived in a warmer climate o|-< The depresso is probably going to make me very whiny and moody until next spring, so an early forewarning bc I'm EXTREMELY annoying about it this time of year bc it's the only way I know how to deal with it. But moreso in addition to the physical stuff is how badly it messes with my mind, making me so depressed to the point of just... sitting in non-moving silence where I become stiff as a board (very painful btw) and I isolate, making the bad depresso brain time even worse where I overthink everything bc of the silence and isolation. It's also always the time of year where everyone goes quiet too, which is understandable, but also makes things 10x worse (I am very alone in my life and where I am, and kind of rely on online friends bc they're all I have. I don't even have a pet. I'm literally just, loner mode. I don't really have much family to speak of, and only one family member I do speak to. I have little to no connections at all. But regardless, this is still the best living situation I've been in my whole life, so that's saying something).

[cornerful]

Sammath Naur fragments

Sam came to the gaping mouth and peered in. It was dark and hot, and a deep rumbling shook the air. 'Frodo! Master!' he called. There was no answer. For a moment he stood, his heart beating with wild fears, and then he plunged in. A shadow followed him.

Fearfully he took a few uncertain steps in the dark, and then all at once there came a flash of red

The light sprang up again, and there on the brink of the chasm, at the very Crack of Doom, stood Frodo, black against the glare, tense, erect, but still as if he had been turned to stone.

'I have come,' he said. 'But I do not choose now to do what I came to do.'

Sam got up. He was dazed, and blood streaming from his head dripped in his eyes.

The fires below awoke in anger, the red light blazed, and all the cavern was filled with a great glare and heat.

[morganski-19]

A question I asked myself while writing a Hazbin Hotel fanfic that I found funny. Do the sinners have working hearts and heartbeats?

This took me longer than it should have. I came to the conclusion that they do because the characters are drawn to blush. Not because they can bleed or die. It's not like that is shown a lot more than them blushing.

[mondfahrt]

the more (german) youtube bros there are who already HATE the (not yet released) live action pirate anime, the more i will like it, simply out of spite.

[icewindandboringhorror]

mentally ill people who for whatever reason end up wearing the same exact clothing so many days in a row that it begins to disintegrate and will still not stop wearing it until it’s literally just scraps of fabric VS. those weird shitty rich people who ‘’can’t be seen in the same outfit twice’’ human dichotomy 

[tendercoretroglodyke]

hey so is everyone else really super Going Through It rn or is it just me and all of my closest friends and family????

[redstrewn]

Sometimes i wish we could just have a clown route where we could just do everything to piss off the LIs until they kill you

[boomerang109]

me: hey you upped my anxiety med and it made me feel like i was gonna die why did that happen

my psychiatrist: medically your anxiety is too high it couldn’t tolerate it

[styxnbones]

there are a lot of things about v5 that i don't really like, but i will give it points for having an I Like To Feed On My Cultists trait that i can give my cult leader character