#throws up blood a little

[warriorfujoshi]

Im going to destroy the earth

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The dog days are over.

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[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

Look at young Seraphim! Look at him happy!

[stefisdoingthings]

silence

also this is from Wolfwood's POV (in case it isn't clear) i have 0 normal thoughts (every song ever is VW)

[annagaw]

this is pt 1 of two (honestly maybe three) illustrations from the same scene in BSP chapter 8, because this moment has me screaming crying throwing up every single time I read it for some reason? The levels of absolute filth I consume daily thanks to this fandom, but THIS is the first scene in a fic to ever make me physically blush??

I think it’s the chronically ill girlie in me ("in me" bitch she is me) who clearly has developed some sort of healing/carer kink. And the vulnerability of it all. I die!

(safe to say I am absolutely not ok and literally never will be ever again in my entire life)

anyway I tried something new for the colouring, idk if I love it but I certainly…did it. I always want my colouring to be even looser and more textured, just real casual-like, like it’s not even a big deal. Unfortunately I am a hyper-focusing control freak who zooms in way too fucking far

[itskneeshaw]

tonight’s iwtv brainrot has me considering the concept of armand creating a portrait of daniel out of human organs and other body parts as a hashtag romantic surprise

[lavendermin]

saw your vampire jy post and i immediately started thinking about him sadly drinking on a bottle of your blood at work because he cant just call you to feed you’ve got your own things to do during the day and he doesn’t want to bother you but the blood just doesn’t taste right to him he needs to suck it directly from you 😞give this man his walking bloodbag back

Your brain is so so huge anon.

Of course you can’t readily be available each time he needs to feed. You two developed some backups for unforeseen circumstances and the like.

This was one of such instances where he’s left without your presence to enrich his day. The Seat of Divine Foresight is always cold and bleak when your visit isn’t expected.

So Jing Yuan is left at his desk, eyes scanning document after document with eyes occasionally darting to the main entrance. Like a fool, part of him hopes your schedule changes. No such luck today.

cw | blood, alcohol

An intricate cup sits near him, dark red wine fragrant as he swirls it before taking a sip. His brows scrunch momentarily, savoring the flavor. The placebo isn’t enough. And without company he can hardly convince himself to enjoy a glass.

He reaches into his desk, hand wandering to the very back where a compartment in the wood above sits cool to the touch. A light press and it opens for him to dig out a small vial of crimson liquid.

The fragrance of the wine changes immediately upon adding it. He knows he should be using only a few drops but Jing Yuan is also aware you will be back in three days whereas the entire vial of blood will tide him over for at least five.

The liquid swirls in his cup—aged and with an iron-like scent. It’s not the same on his tongue. Cold and devoid of the meaning he craves. Lacking pulse and pleasure.

It’s never the same as the lovely scent of the blood that runs hot through your veins. The liquid burns like a fine rum down his throat when he feeds from you directly—drunk on your taste.

He can’t help but recall each time he’s sunk his teeth into you as he swirls the remnants of the wine, head resting against his fist while the documents remain ignored on his desk. Yearning will do him more harm than good, but Jing Yuan is only rarely selfish. You’d scold him if you saw him sulking like this.

He knocks back the remainder of the wine, not particularly proud of the lack of elegance it probably displays. There’s hardly anyone at the main room of Seat of Divine Foresight at this time of night anyway. His teeth ache where they anticipate your skin with the taste of your crimson liquid on his tongue.

It’s a bittersweet feeling. One that will have to do until you’re back.

[captaincanonly]

i’m fucking crazy

[nerosdayinanime]

currently obsessed w the image of giyuu just grabbing sabito's face. squish his face in one hand and wiggle em around bc sabito just lets him

[zanukavat]

should've never given this fucker a gun

[artist-issues]

also. I mean. Why didn’t King Magnifico just put the obsidian on his hands “to protect him from the forbidden book’s” curse, too?

[pinkfey]

𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐀. ┆ 𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗗 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗, 𝗞𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗡-𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥, 𝗕𝗨𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗦𝗘𝗔𝗦.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 ┆ 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫 ┆ 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰 ┆ ♡ 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 "Let me say it plain: I loved someone and I failed at it. Let me say it another way: I like to call myself wound but I will answer to knife."

[sharper-than-a-serpents-tooth]

the jewelry Athy stole likely belonged to the murdered concubines of the Ruby Palace and not once Athy feels bad about stealing from the dead

[boxwinebaddie]

Now Miss Nina...THOSE TAGS

i said what i said!

ALSO: i think he said "I-I Lo--" before he passed out </3

[bikananjarrus]

elzar being offered a seat on the council and him feeling like he would be taking stellan’s seat, taking stellan’s place, and he’s not worthy of that seat or of stellan’s legacy. he condemns himself for what happened on starlight and thinks stellan would condemn him too (even though that couldn't be farther from the truth)

[hoardlikegoldenirises]

tonal whiplash—a scene out of context.

Trying to draw 616 Scarlet Spider Kaine is so hard for me 😂 I think my problem was the cheekbones, which I tried to fix, so I think he turned out alright here. I'm just so used to drawing him smashed up. Obviously. Also. It's really hard to draw windowverse Kaine's nose in profile. I need to find some reference photos or something.

It's smeared off to the side lol (different WIP/sketch, making a scar reference lol—it actually came in handy for this pic a little bit)

Anyway, here are the lines without any colors—

beef

I did not necessarily originally intend to blanket everything in solid black, so there are lines that aren't visible lmao — but in the dream sequence thing this is part of there is a lot of pure darkness and voids of negative space so i was like, you know, i should probably invoke that here. I GUESS I could have colored 616 Kaine's pants dark gray or something but I decided to leave it all invisible so I could keep the palette simple and focus more on the... copious quantities of blood lol

tfw your hair is just soaked with blood. I was just about to say "in the nature of dreams, this isn't realistic, and his hair isn't actually soaked in blood irl" but then I thought about it for a sec and... no, it definitely is soaked all the way up to the back of his head because of the fact that he ends up lying in a pool of his own blood for like... at least fifteen minutes. if not longer. maybe thirty minutes?

it gets chopped to chin-length after this (when he gets ✨hospitalized✨ because he's ✨dying✨) on account of the blood being a radioactive biohazard and also a hazard in general (tripping hazard, tangling hazard, etc.)—the buzzcut in some other sketches I've posted is not until a week or two later and is something he does because of some complex emotions.

they go to a renfair like three weeks after this 😂

Anywho~

he is m— he is my poor little meow meow,,,