#out for a bite!;; queue

[j00stkl31n]

Omg my poor hiccuping boy 😭😭

[bazpango]

Inspired by one of you previous arts, do you think L and Light both bite each other’s lips, or does Light only bite L’s?

Anon, this question really made me think. So much so I had to put pen to paper. And I think I’ve decided that in classic lawlight fashion they both are biters, but their executions are where the similarities end.

[someiicecube]

made the mistake of looking through the Clifford Holden tag on here and was :( to see the lack of content for him here

(unwatermarked and bonus edits below the Cliff)

[catgirlhell]

not posting here again.

all my shit's been scraped without my consent and thats a final breach of trust too far. i am @catgirlhell everywhere.

[kinaesthetiqueer]

it feels better biting down.

ah. seems like you're interrupting... something. maybe just close the door and back away slowly? at the very least, nora seems fine.

still frames, ID, and notes under the cut!

[video ID: a three second looping video depicting Weiss biting Nora's neck. Nora, a pale young woman with neck-length spiky orange hair and freckles, has her back to the viewer, pressed up against a wooden crate. she twists her neck to look over her shoulder, one teal-blue eye is visible, as well as a light blush on her face. she wears a black vest with her hammer emblem in blue on the back, her metal neck brace, and a white muscle shirt. these have been partially undone and pushed to her right shoulder to bare her neck. Weiss, a paler, blushing young woman with bright blue eyes, and white bangs and a long ponytail, clings to Nora. She buries her right hand in Nora's hair, tugging her head at its awkward angle. With her left hand, she pushes Nora's clothes away from her neck. Weiss has her upper fangs in Nora's neck, the wounds from which have soaked her skin and clothes in blood. Weiss' body from the neck down is almost completely hidden behind Nora, with only one red earring and the red inner collar of her bolero jacket visible. Both Nora and Weiss' gazes are locked on the viewer; their expressions are shy and irritated respectively. a dark filter with a stripe of light on them suggests a door has been opened to reveal them. while the image is mostly fixed/static, two elements are animated: 1) various sparks of pink lightning dance around Nora and 2) Weiss' eyes glow and fade from her natural blue eyes to a bright, almost white color. end ID]

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some still frames

pose referenced

as always, when i draw something and post it this far ahead (this is volume 2), i'm always going to leave out some spoilers. consider this a heavily idealized/romanticized memory of a series canon scene. one guess for whose memory it is. when we get to this point in v2, i will happily reveal the spot the difference answers between this and the written scene. maybe i'll comm someone to draw an accurate redo of it...

anyways! i'm very happy with this piece :3 it revived all my ssvau brainworms that had taken a hit because of Life and also reset my 'if i don't get to this scene chronologically i will perish' goalpost as well! because the first bite was a major milestone. this is the next milestone. and i, for one, cannot wait! ヾ(•ω•`)o

her pulse in my throat will be back next wednesday!

[soaps-mohawk]

So does everyone in this universe have like little fangs to make the bite through a little easier? Or are they just biting down hard as hell zombie style lmao. Not sure if you answered this already.

Oh no they're just chomping away with their human teeth 😂

No fangs here, but that would be cute tho

[theficlistpodcast]

In the year of our lord 2023… don’t do this

[dnangelic]

i mean i get it but there's still smth really funny about the fact that daisuke doesn't just always transform. sometimes u can yank all of dark's hair off or whack his whole entire face off and sometimes that's just actually his hair and his face and ur beating him up

[solarpunkani]

Oh yeah you’ve heard of ‘rambling about wildflowers so much during thanksgiving that my dads side of the family thinks I should start selling wildflowers’

Now get ready for

‘Rambling about vegetable and flower gardening so much over breakfast that my mom’s childhood friend thinks I should start selling at farmers markets’

[evenings-at-the-seaofquanta]

Having a moment rn

Also on a more general note:

[deepfriedpaddymayne]

I SUBMITTED MY MASTER'S THESIS so everyone say thank you to this meme of professor augustin jordan that crunchy made whch i kept staring at whenever I desperately wanted to destroy the entire concept of academia

[genspiel]

!! major Authority spoilers below !!

Control had been standing there with his back to the shelves for only about a minute. He had been standing there recognizing that there was a draft in the loft. He had been standing there without realizing that it wasn't a draft. Someone was breathing, behind him. Someone was breathing on his neck. The knowledge froze him, froze the cry of "Jesus fuck!" in his throat. He turned with incredible slowness, wishing he could seem like a statue in his turning. Then saw with alarm a large, pale, watery-blue eye that existed against a backdrop of darkness or dark rags shot through with pale flesh, and which resolved into Whitby. Whitby, who had been there the entire time, crammed into the shelf right behind Control, at eye level, bent at the knees, on his side. Breathing in shallow sharp bursts. Staring out. Like something incubating. There, on the shelf.

[userkatekanearchived]

im gonna make a toastie and try not to cry and then put myself to bed bc im sooooooooooooo

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

[Had to purge a bunch of old memes because I can't find what they belong to. I'm really sorry folks. You welcome to resend of course. I just didn't want stuff over 2+ months old sitting there.]

[mythvoiced]

a frog stares at him from the bright lake touched by the moonlight , a clear night and warm weather ; thankfully . xue yang wasn't sure if he would survive the chill of the mountain just wearing these stupid robes that didn't even cover up his arms warmly enough . idiots , first rule of meditating is to feel comfortable — or whatever . he winces , rubs his bruised wrists before wetting the soft cloth in the lake's water . lan qiren didn't give him a headband , out of his grudge or because he was a special little case , it didn't matter because xue yang simply grinned it off . they look like they're designed for girls , anyway . he's so lost in trying to reach the leash marks bleeding on his back to hear xingchen's footsteps until he sees him walk toward the bright spring . . . he gives him a smile while he's panting . maybe he should just get inside the water instead of trying to clean the blood off . ❛ daozhang . came for a swim ? ❜  did they tell him he's sneaked inside the forbidden library ? if the cloud recesses didn't hold the information he needed to create his own , original spell to bring a pair of lovely eyes back , then xue yang isn't sure where he could find it . he washes the red cloth on the water , pushes away his hair from one bare shoulder as he mumbles ; ❛ did you eat from the lotus cake lan wangji brought ? it was horrible . the lengths he's going to impress yilling laozu , so funny . he's not even close to what wei wuxian is . ❜  isn't that funny ; is he even remotely close to the beauty of xiao xingchen ? does he have any connections to the moon and gentleness of spring winds ? xue yang respects wei ying , more than anyone perhaps . there were nights he'd lay awake and wonder with eyes wide open – how did wei wuxian do such remarkable things ? he pauses momentarily , smiles with a lock of brown hair half-blocking his left eye . moonlight looks incredibly ugly compared to xingchen , tonight ; ❛ are you here for another set of leash hits ?? daozhang . have mercy . i haven't even eaten my dinner . ❜

@crue11 | xxc carefully not frowning about being called 'daozhang' at this stage-

They did tell him.

They tell him everything Xue Yang does and does not do, because Xiao XingChen vouches for him, a demonic cultivator, another one nonetheless, not quite as mad as the Grandmaster himself, but still as loathed via association alone, bringing Lan QiRen just one step closer to considering the very cultivation world itself lost.

Xiao XingChen knows, not so much painfully as begrudgingly well, that it's most likely his name that had gotten Xue Yang this spot Xiao XingChen had been the one to even demand for him.

It was a necessity.

One more step to fulfill the act that Xue Yang needed redemption he hadn't already fulfilled. One more move to make sure everyone to look at them walking as a pair would see that Xiao XingChen was doing a right and just thing... and that it wasn't his heart that came up with all these conclusions, all the different ways he could justify being as tightly bound to Xue Yang as Xue Yang decided to be bound to him.

So, yes.

They did tell him.

Because he demands to know.

And is he surprised?

No.

Xue Yang didn't become who he became or do what he did, and Xiao XingChen would not even be here, alive to mull over the past and whatnot, if it weren't for Xue Yang's knack for breaking rules and doing as he pleases. He couldn't quite tell how much of it was ingrained into his very character, and how much came to be as a vengeance towards the world that took so much effort to break him into becoming a demonic cultivator in the first place.

Fact is fact, that's all he knows, and if Xue Yang breaks a rule, well... Xiao XingChen can only be glad it was one coupled with a thirst for knowledge as opposed to a massacre waiting to happen.

Perhaps that is why he isn't here to scold him. Xiao XingChen spent a lot of time on a different kind of mountain. Baoshan Sanren had been just as disciplined and strict, but she never presented them with walls covered in thousands upon thousands of rules. The rules they were meant to follow, people like him, people like Song Lan, were implicit, intertwined into the behaviours they were taught to mimic.

Or... in other words, Xiao XingChen doesn't actually respect GusuLan as much as he pretends to, to guarantee Xue Yang a spot here.

The alternative, aforementioned Baoshan Sanren, was not an option - he couldn't return a second time - if he wanted to be around to keep people off Xue Yang's back and away from whatever reaction he would muster to having his toes stepped on.

Whichever sounds closer to the truth.

"You seem to hold quite a bit of reverie for Wei WuXian," Xiao XingChen says, as he seeks out the spot Xue Yang is talking from and assesses it coming close enough to the ground to consider him seated. He lowers himself to the ground nearby, and feels around for the air to turn into bare skin until he knows how much closer he needs to shift.

His fingers brush Xue Yang's arm and he pulls them back as if scalded, revealing no more than that until he's sat directly behind his... his... his?

His tone is carefully neutral. There's no reason for him to believe Wei WuXian and him are in anyway connected to one another, most likely placed in two different categories within Xue Yang's mind. He can't help but wonder, though, how likely Xue Yang would be to break more serious rules, just for a chance to learn from the Grandmaster of the cultivation he's known for.

"Don't be ridiculous," Xiao XingChen adds to the... well, ridiculous suggestion of himself appearing to add more punishment to Xue Yang's already marred back. He may not know what it looks like, but he heard it. And he's heard of how exactly GusuLan thinks discipline can be ingrained into its guest disciples.

One of the many reasons he doesn't like working with sects.

He finds Xue Yang's arm again and pinches the underside he can reach, hardly an action worth of note, just a way to pretend he's annoyed as opposed to all the other things he typically feels around him.

Conflicting and dissonant as they may be.

"Let me help you," his fingertips ghost along and upwards until Xue Yang's arm bends into a shoulder, and then carefully down the first inches of the expanse of his back. He's careful to make sure he's not pushing or adding pressure where the marks start, terrible things as exaggerated as some suggest demonic cultivation to be.

"I may not be able to see, but I've treated wounds of yours before. Then we can eat dinner."

[sysig]

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