#cw bl00d

[zarstarss]

ethan sketch sheet

[callofwinter]

I'm back y'all >:)

Have some Pearl art, inspired by this post by @hermit-corp!

‼️ Tw: blood, muzzled dog, bright colors, eyestrain? Kind of? ‼️

[ID: A digital drawing of a white dog/wolf against a bright red and white background. The wolf's head is facing left and upwards towards the moon, which is behind her and casting a shadow upon her. She is wearing a copper muzzle. She has a single red, blood-like year running down her face and blood splatters on her jaw. Her eyes are bright red. The moon behind her is shining blue. Above her are the words "I'm not a violent dog. I don't know why I bite." The word "bite" is glitchy and almost unreadable. End ID]

[tylersreallyhungry]

[fake]

[paledemonsblog]

[choking-on-ice]

*mama bear mode activates*

Chilchuck's not a fighter, but if his kids are in danger he switches from *unionize the working class and protect yourself Dad Mode* to *I will kill men and fall on blades for my children Mom Mode*

also finding out Izutsumi likes him because he's perfect to cuddle is just the most wholesome thing on the planet, and that pic of them snuggled up in a sleeping bag convinced me that he would 1000% kill for his adopted cat-daughter

made a lil pt 2

[thehotsarchive]

[kingkaisen]

𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋! 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 gets incredibly pissed off when someone disrespects you in any sort of way.

—

Your husband is typically a calm and chill person; he doesn’t really get upset when someone even dares to disrespect him.

That all changes when it comes to you.

Be it a cashier with an attitude or a curse trying to attack you, Gojo’s protective instincts kick in and it’s absolutely unreal how he can become so scary and predatorial.

When the gum-smacking cashier at your favorite store gave you a total that was double the amount it should have been, Gojo gave the two of you a chance to work it out yourselves.

After all, he knew you could handle yourself. It was others that he worried about.

“Um,” you started politely, giving a soft smile. “I think you might have rung up a few items twice.”

“I didn’t, hun. Been workin’ here for ten years. If I say your total is $75, it’s $75.”

“But I saw you-”

“If you can’t afford it, then just leave, hun,” the cashier rolled her eyes as she interrupted you.

That was when you looked back at Gojo.

A few moments ago, he was grabbing your grocery bags and putting them into your cart, but now, he was standing right in front of the cash register, staring at the cashier with a facial expression that made her skin crawl.

“I’m gonna ask you kindly not to talk to my lady like that,” Gojo warned. “I’d hate to make a scene right now.”

That was all it took for her to fix her mistakes and rescan your entire cart. Gojo glared at her intensely as she did so. She even gave you a few items for free.

Now, when it comes to curses who can’t easily be scared off with a glare, he’ll destroy even the toughest of special grades instantly if they harm you, even if he was struggling during the fight originally.

His baby being in danger just gives him extra strength, truth be told.

Although he wants you to be as safe as possible, he’s not afraid to let you fight by his side. He actually loves it when you can kick a curse’s ass.

But, when a curse user knocked you unconscious in the middle of a fight, and he actually saw a small pool of blood pouring out of your new wounds?

Those striking blue eyes of his widened. He was so pissed off that he smiled, gritting his teeth. Slowly, he approached the curse user as he spoke.

“Did you just hurt my wife? My wife?”

He killed them. Not instantly, though — he wanted to make them suffer a bit.

Call him sick. Evil. Twisted. He doesn’t give a damn.

As he gently scooped up your injured body, he carefully tended to your wounds, even leaving small random kisses across your body as he did so.

He just loved you more than anything.

[openfleshwound]

[tylersreallyhungry]

[diaryofdisgustinggirl]

I want him to cut me and l1ck my blood off.

[something-universe]

John Thomas Ward gets put through the ringer…

[corvus-divum]

Commission for @mechanoize of his JazzProwl Vampire / Vampire Hunter AU !!

INSANE ABOUT THEM ACTUALLY I love them...

Yes that's a stake, Yes Prowl is intentionally hiding his face, Yes Jazz is smiling in pain

White background version under the cut!

Easier on the eyes for those who have a hard time seeing the dark bg one! :D

[kingkaisen]

TELL ME || Levi A.

even during the battle to end the rumbling, levi can’t help but think about you.

“Tell me, Y/N . . . Are you proud of me? Or are you disappointed? Did I fight hard enough? Could I have done more?”

Unanswered questions continued to appear in Levi’s mind as he glanced down at the blood splattering onto his fingertips, dripping from his mouth.

“Will I see you again someday? How long do I have to wait until I can know the answer to that?”

The pain in his leg was horrific. Awful. Indescribable — there weren’t any words in existence that could accurately detail the burning, aching sensation that made him wish he could chop off his own leg to escape the misery.

Even so, as one or two of his comrades held onto his limp body — he couldn’t tell who or how many, thanks to his blind eye — he did nothing but cough up blood.

“If I died today, I wouldn’t mind. Not if I get to see you again. I promised you that I’d always keep fighting — that’s what I said, right? I wish I didn’t make that promise, because I’m tired. I’m tired. I’m tired . . .”

As Levi rode on the back of Falco’s winged titan form, he realized something.

The pain in his leg was nothing compared to the agonizing heartache he felt every second of every day since he watched you die.

He hated himself for falling in love.

He hated himself for not being strong enough to save you.

Being known as Humanity’s Strongest Soldier felt like an utter joke. Like he was being mocked.

It was all he could think about as he looked down at the kids — no, they were adults now — fighting titans on Eren’s skeleton-like form, desperately attempting to stop the rumbling.

It was like he raised them. You both did.

But you didn’t get a chance to see them grow.

If you were still around, you would have known that Connie did indeed get taller. You won that bet. Levi owed you a new tea set, as he thought that the hilarious kid would stay the same height forever.

You didn’t witness Armin start to come out of his shell a bit, either. He was the commander now, could you believe that?

The shy kid who you thought of as a son — who followed you around like a lost puppy during his early days as a scout — was now Levi’s boss. And the colossal titan. How silly.

Jean had turned out to be a great leader as well, fighting for humanity instead of for himself. You would have been proud.

He only grew out his hair because you weren’t around to help him trim it. He could do it on his own, but he didn’t want to. Not without you.

Mikasa was exceptional then, and she was exceptional now. You were the only person she trusted to wash her scarf whenever she was too busy to get around to it.

Reiner and Annie were fighting too.

Everyone was fighting. All to stop the rumbling.

Even if it meant killing Eren.

“Could you do it, Y/N? Could you have helped us take Eren’s life?” Levi wondered.

You wouldn’t have supported the rumbling. That was a fact. Even so, you adored that kid, almost as if you were possessed by Carla’s ghost.

And he adored you too.

Your death was one of the horrific events that pushed Eren to this unspeakable point.

Both Eren and Levi witnessed it.

A titan snacking on your body as if you weren’t a person, but grapes at a picnic. Both of them were too weak to stop it.

They could only watch. Watch as you were eaten alive.

—

When the fight ended, your face was among the many ghosts staring at Levi. His old comrades were all satisfied. He didn’t have to fight anymore. He could just live.

But he couldn’t rest.

That came later. It came when Levi was an old man, sitting alone in his wheelchair at his favorite place in Marley to stare out at the glistening water with his one decent eye.

Old age claimed his life as the sun started to set, its beautiful orange rays shining over the water.

And you were waiting for him. You and all of his old comrades.

He pushed himself right out of his wheelchair. He could walk again. He could see again. He was young again.

His wrinkly skin melted away. His gray hair was once again black. His scars no longer existed.

Slowly, he walked towards you, the love of his life. The person he never got a chance to grow old with. Start a family with. Experience peace with.

When he wrapped his arms around you, holding you after so many years of trying and failing to remember what it felt like to touch you, he knew that he could finally rest.

[homicidenight]

[bl00dfroma-fairy]

[openfleshwound]

taking a bath ! (it's my own blood)