#ink ; blood letting

[suddenly-frankenstein]

good listener - purity - messy eater - false prophet

my little collection of bloody priests because i can't live a year without drawing one :)

[bitesizedpoetry]

[wally-franks-stan]

TIL the common vampire bat’s scientific name is Desmodus rotundus so I drew bound in blood grant in his bat form about it

[vischys]

Starter for @demon-blood-youths

♛

Gray eyes widened in perplexity, upon descrying a familiar silhouette clad in the navy hood with the letter V engraved upon it. There was no mistake as to whom that trademark getup belonged to.

“Ink?” The cambion called out, steady yet an octave lower than his usual firm tone.

The passage of time forged upon after their impromptu reunion in the undead-infested city. He had in mind the desire to call upon the Vanguard since, even her comrades to an extent. And now, here they were, as fate once again reunited them in yet another chance encounter, in Vergil's usual route between home and library withal. The result of his literary excursion tucked within the navy tote bag slung upon his right shoulder with the Yamato held uncompromisingly in his left palm as ever.

[sstvar]

context: her favourite way to decompress (or be compressed-) and his favourite little heat source

january is gone and so is all of my self control so expect to see them. a lot 🧍‍♀️

[pagingdoctorbedlam]

Medic Log #1: “While Operator Czerny is hardier than many, and can even bolster his own endurance with his Arts, even he has to run out of blood eventually. Will need to monitor him for the rest of this expedition.”

Medic Log #2: “Operator Czerny has grown increasingly irritable; even the slightest sound may set him off and trigger the activation of his Arts. ( H̛̻e ĉ̭l̥̈́a̭̽im̝̌s͍̓ that ẉ̒e ̠͠k̥͗eep͖̀ ͉̐i̝̓nt̫̀err̮̒up̔ͅti̞̋n̮̿g͇̑ ̲͐‘T͉̆h̃ͅe̩͗ C̠͠ḩ̀a̳̐nt̖̍’͔̇, ̮̒wha͇̋t̩̏evẻ̠r th̘̊at̩́ meanṡ̠.̡̓.̼̉.̩͋ )”

Medic Log #3: “Operator Czerny is no longer responding to external stimulus unless in physical danger, and even those reactions are slowed. All he does is... hȗ̙m ť̯h̤̾iś̱ ̦̑ẗ͢ṳ͛ne̢͑ Ỉ̘ ͈̒d̰̎on̘͑’͚̄t̮̄ ͖͒r̲̉eco͇͘g͍̏ni̦̚z̰̄e.̼͞ K͙̾e̤͝ep̖̾s͉̈ ̻̍ḡ̢ḛ͂ť̨t͓͒inǵ̹ s̪͒ț̚uck i̤͠n ͜͠my̜̿ ͓̕h̭̊ḙ̄ad͈̈́...̯̓”

Medic Log #4: “Though Operator Czerny is putting up a valiant effort to resist the Nethersea Brand, I fear it will still overcome him eventually. À̞s ͙́it w̜͐iḷ̅l ̪͛ơ͇ver̰̕co̗̚me us al̺̅l̼͑. T̬̚hi̬͂s͉̀ ̱́b̦͝ŭ͎r͖̾ni̭͞n͙̆g̭̅ m̳͡i̲̍n͚̕d͚̈ m̛̺ú̩s̝͞t ̳̏u̜̒n̯̎d̑͟e̯͛rst��̯an̳̈́d:̚͟ t͕̪̀̐hè̺̱̚ ̗̐́͟mo̺̎ò͖n͙͈͌̌ ̜͒b̬͚̉͂ṙ̺ea̘̦̅̀k͇̈́s̖̙͋̚ ̧͚͗̊tḧ͖͎̽e̲̝͊̚ w͔̋ả̼̖́ve̛͖̮̓s͎̜͌̀ ͎͕͋̚aň͜ḑ̹̐̉ ̼́s̳̈he̥̭̓̕ ̺͚̒̍ṣ͞waļ̆lǒ̦̯͋ŵ͜s̹̈́ ̫͑t̛̳̰̀h͍͘e ̰͉͂͆s̩̠̓̍u̱͛n.̫̮̀̿ ”

(I was inspired by the Lumen version posted here by NyanToDaMax145! Please check it out, plus the original template by ub_orca on Twitter, and the translated table by reidursus!)

[thornescalling]

shaking Captain like the wet pile of rags he is

[psychoticwillgraham]

i don’t…. Hate it. I don’t love it either, but it’s my first real attempt at gore so idk

[gcantread]

🔭👀📚 bookstore spotting:

books that got review-bombed by cait corrain last year (you love to see them thriving against all odds)

[honey-tea-and-poetry]

if were to choose

between you and a cigarette

i'd put the cigarette to my lips

as i tears inched down my face

smoke would waft in front of my face

i couldn't even bother to wave it away

it smelled like you

and this was as close as i'll ever get to having you

because even if i chose you

for the tenth

hundredth

millionth time

you would still choose her every time

with a cigarette pressed between your lips

and a last glance back

to where i stood on my front porch steps.

[smudged-red-ink]

Anybody want to be my nemesis?

[odeada]

ruby homocide incident stimboard

🔪 🔥 🔪

🔥 🔪 🔥

🔪 🔥 🔪

[kitsunabi]

Hoo I took a deep breath and after my last client I will come home and pull out the fic duct tape

[kalitheinksimp]

A few days ago, i had my blood sample taken for a health check or something, and they took quite a bit of it (like if i had to describe it, it'd be about the amount of paint stored in one of Ink's vials..or more probably) and i almost blacked out and felt like I was dying- (I'm only half exaggerating on this)

And that made me realise something

If Ink was a vampire and he wanted to keep me alive he'd have to starve 😞

[aparticularbandit]

@our-blood-is-our-ink and @little-ray-of-pitch-black BOTH OF YOU PLEASE.

[mpxnoel]

Parent Trap

sibling shenanigans ft. @kazxmp

The island was alive and silent, its sounds and his footsteps drowned by the thousand thoughts running through his mind. 

Siblings. 

Not just one, but two. 

This newly found truth came like thunder, shattering what Noel once thought to be true. His heart was a turmoil - question upon question upon doubt and just a tinge of excitement made the rapidly beating muscle catch in his throat. It seemed that his chase for what he thought was love was more fruitful than originally planned or expected as the universe had placed more on his lap than what he’d wanted. 

“Fucking ridiculous.” He grumbled under his breath, not thinking about where he was going yet knowing well enough the instructions given to him. Honeypot Brewery & Tapas. The name alone had him fighting back a chuckle and found it fitting that his brother would be working there, more so if they shared a sense of humor. Did he really want to go? He wasn’t sure, but his curiosity always got the better of him.  He was welcomed and taken to a table where he hid behind the menu, eyes wandering about for anyone that would resemble him in the slightest, like looking for a needle in a haystack. 

The host? No, he didn’t look right.  No one looked right -

Oh.

Just there he caught glimpse of ink, metal and a gaze he’d looked at a thousand times in the mirror. “Fuck.” He ducked, behind the food filled papers, pretending to read whatever was on the page before taking just another small peek.