#oh hunter my hunter;*

[just-a-forest-nymph]

Primal Desires:

I don’t just want to be chased through the woods by him. I want to be given time to roam through on my own and get comfortable in the isolation. Get to the point I feel safe to stop walking to look at a pretty flower or watch a squirrel run up a tree. I want my pulse to quicken and the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up at the sound of a twig snapping or feeling his eyes on me but not being able to pinpoint where he is. I want the temporary paralysis like a deer in headlights. To become suffocated by the anxiety and fear that rises in my chest as I hear him laugh still unseen by me. I crave the intimacy in knowing I’m already caught before the game has even really began. I want to run anyway, so the crunch of the leaves warp together and I can’t tell how close he is on my heels. I need the adrenaline as I dodge trees and trip over roots. To hear his laughter at my screams when his hand grazes my shoulder or tangles in my hair as he toys with me. Because he knows as well as I do that he’s playing with his food. I can’t outrun him. I want to feel the helplessness in my certain defeat. I want to scream as hard as I can when he forces me to the ground. To struggle and fight back as he pins my quickly exhausting and cut up limbs and growls at me in animalistic hunger. I need him to devour me in a way only a primal predator could. To take my body how ever he needs to. Rough, passionate, full of bruising power, and teeth as he sinks into me. I want the pleasure to mix with the pain and overwhelm my senses. I crave the tears and moans as my body and mind struggle to keep up. To try to ground myself by grabbing onto leaves or a root as he fucks his seed into me as an orgasm rips through my body. I want to feel his total ownership and control over me..

[soldrawss]

I miss them I miss them so much I just wanna give them silly clothing and a fun childhood

[pansylair]

hehehe wanted to draw my monster hunter wilds character since release day, so here’s Noll!

Also, my seikret, Butterbean and some babies! :)

[milkbreadtoast]

My baby brother...☺️🤏💖

[ladyofthebookcase]

rip pink dipshit 💔

[graveflowerss]

You were blinding, and I thought: Who are you? Who am I? Inspiration (aside from chimera ant arc)

[superkawaiimothman]

egg :(

[wesaier]

Oh vice-admiral...

[emilialis]

I need her CARNALLY and DESPERATELY. My cringe weeb wife that may or may not be a ghoul.

[rileyclaw]

girl you gotta stop being a Distraction he's trying to work!!

[just-a-forest-nymph]

Need someone to chase me through the woods then pin me in the dirt and fuck the daylights out of me in an adrenaline fueled, violent yet romantic, haze of passion

[gachacatt]

One-half of that weirdo group in Echo. Sprite redraws 1/2

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[shummthechumm]

jack-o-scourge for october's shop relaunch

[lovebunnie]

AND THEY LIVED ON PABOO? AND GOT TO GROW OLD IN COMFORT???? THEY GOT TO GET GREY HAIRS AND THEY GOT TO REST?????? THE CLONES GOT A HAPPY ENDING??????????????