#the blood lingers

[jmlascar]

The Alcove

[needanaccount2readarcaneposts]

like you guys know warwick is supposed to be a metaphor, right?

and by 'you guys' I am talking to the writers of Arcane S2 (2024), who appear to have forgotten this.

like warwick, in a strictly plot sense, is something that is done to vander. but warwick, in a narrative sense, is supposed to be a metaphor. you understand that, right?

it's a metaphor for the monster within the man?

the hound of the underground?

the way suffering breeds cruelty breeds monsters - the uncaged wrath of zaun?

the sins of his past come back to haunt him?

the violence he tried to leave behind, but never could?

"i knew you still had it in you."?

Sometimes, as he fed in dark alleys on stray gangers, the flash of knives would remind him of an old blade covered in blood. Blood passing from the blade to his hands. From his hands, to everything he touched. Sometimes, he remembered the girl again. And still there was blood. It had always been there, he realized, his entire life, and nothing he did could wash it off. He'd left so many scars that even if he didn't remember his past, the city would. When he peered into the eyes of Zaun's criminals - the gang bosses, murderers, and thieves - he saw himself.

that's the warwick we should have gotten in S2. vander the grey, not vander the unproblematically whitewashed. vander the revolutionary who brought his gauntlets to that bridge to fight for a future; the base violence necessary for change. vander with blood on his hands, just as much as the partner he scapegoated for it; tried to bury in the pilt along with his own guilt; not just vander who felt aw shucks real sorry about the attempted murder that one time. vander the complex. vander who sold out zaun's resistance to ease his own shame. vander the reckoning with his own complicity; his own violence; his own original sin. vander whose murkiness helps vi unpack her black and white worldview, and let go of the rose-tinted past to which she clings; understand jinx, even understand silco; understand that it's not just about Individual Bad People doing Individual Bad Things to Individual Good People, and Individual Good People who have to defeat the Individual Bad People, but that this is something far bigger and far older than any of them, a whole rotten system of misery and oppression that turns people into monsters. that the thing that turned vander into a monster, METAPHORICALLY, happened long before he met singed.

vander the monster, as well as vander the man.

instead, we got whatever this shit is:

[starlightshore]

PART 1

PART 3 (not out yet)

[bugsinshoes]

please don't bother trying to find her, she's not there

[tangerine-dream-machine]

anywhere your blood flows red, i’ll make you just like me

Vampire AU, anyone?

Arthur Kirkland, a privateer during his human life and now a feared vampire, haunts the shores of the New World. Alfred F. Jones is was the son of a preacher with an unbecoming penchant for seeking out the rowdy sailors detested by the rest of their colonial New English town.

Pictured: Shortly after Alfred has his first (very messy) meal as a vampire, Arthur “examines” his fang growth. Alfred is taking his transformation and newfound bloodthirst disturbingly well.

For this AU, I’ve been toying with the idea of two-sided corruption. On the one hand, we have Alfred abandoning his passage to heaven for a creature of the night who can grant him eternal life if he’s willing to become just like him—a monster. On the other, we have Arthur, jaded but principled (in a twisted vampire way), being enticed into bloody and chaotic indulgence by his new protege.

I made a playlist for this concept (which is actually a subset of a 9 hour playlist) but I’m not sure how to share it yet T^T

[olifdraws]

Day 6: Ritual

[jianghushenanigans]

the coffee of youth

[kamaluhkhan]

luke castellan fic series based on guts by olivia rodrigo....thoughts....

[wri0thesley]

thought too hard about being shared by vampire wriothesley and vampire neuvillette and i fear i need to be spayed

[thirdtimed]

lets all kill oureslves

[astralhope]

- No, this is one duel I refuse to lose! -

[dailykugisaki]

Day 339 | id in alt

Our dearest Knight.

[omgkalyppso]

[Content ID: art of an original character and Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3. On the left, the original character is visible from waist up as they are seated out of frame. They extend their arm closer to the audience so their fingers touch Astarion's stomach and their arm farther from the audience behind his back. The original character is topless, with long hair pulled back over pointed elven ears. Their eyes are closed and they have a slight smile. There are two puncture wounds on their neck, with blood dripping down. There is a smudge of red, seemingly blood, in the shape of lips on the corner of their jaw, indicating a previous kiss. On the right, Astarion is standing, but bent forward. He extends his arm closer to the audience across the original character's forearm, holding at the elbow, and his arm farther from the audience disappears behind them as if in an embrace. His face is scrunched up in a kiss against the original character's forehead. His lips are stained with blood. He is wearing his usual camp outfit. /End ID]

I received this wonderfully soft and intimate couple sketch commission from @ghostwise of my high elf tav oc Étoile and Astarion. I'm in love with their shapes and the flow of Étoile's hair and Astarion's curls and the wrinkles of his face — as well as their jaws!? Just everything.

I was trying to decide on one of three poses for this commission and I'm glad I picked this one. That it is a sketch makes it feel dreamy, I think. Something for the elves to revisit in reverie years down the line.

[marshmurmurs]

remember when velara's altars made use of a dagger? good times. he did not think to put the dagger down before going to sippy on the potion. the gods all agree it was a skill issue

[useless-moss]

I don't think I've posted about this before, soo...

Dagcup + romanticized cannibalism + general noncon elements

Dagur holding Hiccup down and taking bites out of him. Ripping out chucks of flesh and leaving wounds that bleed like a river and scar like a dragons bite. Cutting off a finger or two to save for later.

Maybe he takes some extra bites out of Hiccup's stump because nerve damage means he can do more before the brunette starts crying out in pain. Maybe he collects a few bottles of blood that he straight up drinks, or adds to his cooking. And all the while he's saying such sweet, twisted words.

"I need you with me always." "Just keeping a part of you forever." "Your blood clots so well!" "You taste so good." "You make such pretty sounds when I bite you. Do you like it?" "You look so cute when you cry!"

The praise never stops. The obsessive words of keeping Hiccup with him forever, in one form or another, are a constant drum in Hiccup's ears.

The pain never stops.

[queersouthasian]

One of the craziest claims/opinions I have come across in the BL fandom is "Thai BLs aren't creative"

Sweetheart, my sweet fucking dumbasses, Thai BL industry was (one of) the first ones to create a BL with a time loop concept (Triage), with parallel universe concept (vice versa, two worlds), Time travelling (Love once upon a time, I feel you linger in the air), Twins interchanging places (Not me, Twins the series), mafia (red peafowl, kinnporse, gangster oppa, unforgotten night), and so much more. They have shows on racing, murder thriller, supernatural, prostitution, disability, class differences, FUCKING VAMPIRES.

Y'all are so fucking dumb and detached from reality