#im 😮‍💨

[cryptidmickle]

Can we get more of the Shadow Milk Amnesiac Au?

Or Is there massive burn out from drawing him

never burn out from drawing amnesia'd shadow milk!!!!

just a lack of time 😞

[resvarie]

caught starin at the supposed herald of andraste

[melonsharks]

ive tried forgetting… maybe i should try forgiving.

[sequel to this]

bonus:

[psykoe100]

It’s his day!!! 🎉

[joelsdagger]

it’s slut that old man out hours

OOOOOO BOY. 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

[faithinlouisfuture]

Red carpet ready 🎬

[hatsbuckets]

18+ Menstruation Worm Thot Thoughts (period sex cw)

Oh you're on your period? Damn, too bad you're with a freak.

John? He'll be getting your favorite dinner and dessert, warm compresses, whatever you want. Anything for his dove. He even warms up towels in the dryer for after your shower and for where he'll lay you down on the bed and devour your cunt like a man worshipping with his last breath at the doorstep of a cathedral.

Simon's not afraid of blood. You know this. So you're not surprised when you tell him that you're on your period and he just shrugs, scoops you up (if you're willing of course), lays you down in the bed and kisses you slow, sliding himself deep and slow just so that you have something else to focus on. Don't worry love, he's got clean up handled.

Kyle is a question asking and narration king. "You want the water bottle or heating pad lovey?" "I'm gonna go start a bath for you, yeah?" "Need me to stay?" And he does stay, sliding into the tub behind you. Your back to his chest, held and warm. He caresses your chest and slides his hand between your thighs. He's slow and gentle and talking the whole time, low and in your ear, "you're alright love, I've got you." "Shhh, easy lovey there we go." Until he brings you to the gentlest high.

Johnny is reverent and fascinated. He wants everything to be just right and wants to know exactly how you're doing. He wants to carry you, always. You need not touch the ground if you do not wish it. You ask and he's moving like it's more important than any order he's ever gotten in the field. He'll do whatever you want him to. And if that includes shower sex, him holding you up against the wall as he keeps you lowered on his cock, then yes, absolutely, one hundred percent he's got you lovey.

[fairylando]

just finished watching the wild robot (im a sobbing mess) and i got sent this tiktok... how do you even begin to explain this, and most of all, is there a non-gay way to explain it???

[mewtwoandme]

I was hoping this would all blow over, but since it's continuing to happen, now with people attacking other artists of the commewnity. I'm putting out my two fucking cents! Cause this whole art/character theft and pointing fingers, who stole what from who bullshit it driving me up the fucking wall!!

Long story short, it started with me and one other blog whose name I won't mention publicly. Despite the horrible light they tried to paint me in, I don't want anyone going to this person and ganging up on them. This person had some serious bitterness towards more "popular" artists and claimed that I've made characters similar to theirs and once used a pose they apparently used before (which was a very common pose, considering it was a reference from the game version of mega Y). Since then, they had desperately tried to conjure up evidence, narrowing down to the most miniscule detail how I've been stealing from them when I hadn't even known their blog existed until I was forcefully thrown into that unnecessary drama with the unhinged call-out posts they've made. With this being said, I'd like to point out that they never came to me or addressed this concern with me in the first place. They had every opportunity to privately DM me if they had suspected I was "stealing," but no, simply because they already made up their mind that I was a thief, that was a good enough reason to lack common fucking sense and decency, making what should have been a private issue public, going on to villainize and dehumanize me. And apparently, it hasn't stopped with me either, cause recently I've been seeing other artists in the community having to deal with this where people are being white knights on high horses, pointing fingers on how one artist's mewtwo looks "the same" if not "totally identical" as another artist's mewtwo. I refuse to believe it's a coincidence. But what makes me disgusted is that since TC's post, apparently it's had the opposite effect on some people and they're hopping on this blame bandwagon like it's some damn media trend!!!

This is NOT okay! Nothing about this kind of behavior is funny! It's upsetting to all of us. We dont need you causing problems where there isn't any, thinking you're doing us a favor! The majority of us are adults for gods sake! We are old enough where we don't need other people coming to us being tattle tails saying this person did this and that. That's what little children do! If you suspect any form of theft, I think I speak for ALL creators in this commewnity that we'd prefer you DM us privately saying something like "Hey, I think this person is copying you, might wanna look into it." And if possible, provide a link to the art in question, for which we would kindly thank you for making us aware and we'll handle it ourselves from there. Just a brief, yet SIMPLE interaction...that's all we ask!!! Don't even come at me with "Well, it's scary attempting to talk to an artist that's well known." Or dare I say ~pOpUlAr~ If you claim that taking the first step to send me a quick DM makes you nervous, yet you have no problem making public call outs in posts or asks, belittling and degrading what could actually be innocent artists doing nothing wrong, literally leaving yourself open to all kinds of comments and opinions from all kinds of people....I'm sorry but your anxiety isn't as bad as you say it is then, if being rude and ignorant in a public post/ask is easier for you. If you come to us, shaming someone else who 9/10 probably isn't doing anything wrong, thinking you'll be in our good graces for doing so, sorry, you're not going to be told, "Good job!" with a pat on the back and given a lollipop! You're just being an asshole.

Quick reality check for everyone who's made it this far before I end this train wreck of a rant:

People can have similar ideas that coincide with one another! There's only so much you can do when a whole community is focused around drawing the same character! We mainly draw mewtwos and mews, you're bound to find a plethora of similar colors, patterns, and designs because of it! Creativity only goes so far when trying to stay true to a character and not stray too far. It's not a crime to take inspiration from other artists' characters, we actually encourage this! It makes us feel good that you liked something we've done and you want to incorporate it into your own designs! It makes us happy that we inspired you! The line is crossed when someone does a literal copy/paste of a character down to the exact detail, and they call it their own original creation. That my friends is what stealing actually is!

[crnl-chicken-tots]

ARE YOU TELLING ME I COULD HAVE BEEN MAKING PRINTS THIS WHOLE TIME

oh my god

[swordmaid]

they saw u from across the room and they really liked ur vibe (they’re gonna rob you later)

[blackcoldcrackedheart]

BuckTommy fans: I'm extremely confused.

Lou: You're confused? I'm fucking confused bro.

[corneredcopia]

IM GONNA THROW UP. ROB IS SUCH A LUCKY MAN.

[gladoswantscake]

Deal - Dracula x Reader (DBD)

Summary: Maybe he isn't a bad person after all

Warnings: Blood, minor gore, death

A/N: It's been since November I last wrote something. A lot has been going on these past several months. I'll be a bit busier this Fall so I'll try and to publish as much as I can.

I also want to thank everyone who has enjoyed reading my DBD works. I greatly appreciate all of the reblogs and likes that everyone has left. I try my best to publish well written stories for you all to enjoy 💖🥰

Available on AO3

You and your teammates were doing well earlier and then all of a sudden, everyone was being slaughtered left and right. You and one other survivor remain. You happened to find them bleeding out; blood oozed from their wounds and the faint groans evoked you to aid your teammate.

"Just a bit further."

The heavy weight of your teammate's body leaning against you was making you more and more weak. Your mouth felt dry and sticky, and your head felt like it was going to split open. Your legs dragged as each step you took felt like you were slowing down; almost as if you were walking through water.

The run-down shack may not have been the best option, but at least it hid the two of you out of sight. You carefully leaned their aching body against the wall. The weight that once forced on your body finally relieved. Your hands and knees rested on the deteriorated floorboard momentarily.

You sluggishly stood and dragged your feet towards the unopened chest across from you—an unused medkit.

You return to your teammate. Their shoulder and waist were sliced open, and blood seeped through their once clean clothing. Your bloodied hands shakenly ripped the used medkit open. Blood stained the single white gauze and a few sutures that remain in the case. It was barely enough to pressurize the bleeding. You cursed under your breath. You could have sworn you saw someone carrying a medkit earlier but where?

"I'll go look for another medkit. I'll be back." You attempt to turn away when your teammates hand grips your wrist, blood smearing your skin.

"Don't." They said sternly. "I'm worthless as is. If he finds you first, then there won't be a chance that I'll make it out."

"I can't." You shook your head. "Not while you have a chance."

"You can't save everyone. It's better if one escapes than none."

You glance out the doorway of the shack, contemplating when ether you should take their advice or still go with you think was best from what you were taught. They knew from your hesitation that you were going back out there. As foolish your decision was, deep down if you didn't do anything the guilt would eat you. They release your wrist and lean against the wall, a tired frustrated sigh coming from them.

"I'll try to hold on for as long as possible." They wince, shifting their torso to dig something out of their pocket. "In case you find me dead, this will be one of ways in escaping." A slightly bloodied silver key was offered to you.

"I'll be back as soon as I can."

You were cautious about stepping on branches or scaring off crows. The outskirts of the trial would be safe to avoid alerting your presence. You remember seeing the Entity swallowing a survivor from the sky was near where you stood. That medkit you recall couldn't have been far.

Your heart heavily pulsates as you anxiously searched around one of the small, structured maze tiles where you saw the Entity. Turning around the corner you saw the bright and dirty red medkit across from you underneath a hook. You carefully looked both ways before stepping out in the open and quickly grabbing the medkit. You hid within the small maze, ripping open the metal box. It was enough supplies. You smiled.

You return to the shack, but there was something off. No low groans or shuffling came from out of the shack. The environment grew quieter except for the occasional sounds of crows taking flight from being disturbed. A feeling of worry crept up in your stomach. Your fingers felt sweaty underneath the handle of the medkit as you approached the doorway of the shack.

Your teammate's body was sprawled out and their dull eyes lay on you. No words or noise came from them nor any movement. The opened wounds bleed further from their body, encasing in a pool of blood around their lifeless body. A feeling of dread and guilt ached in you as your feet drag towards the body.

You felt sick and lightheaded the longer you stared.

"Looking for someone, my dear?"

A deep and rich voice startles you. Not wanting to turn to see who was responsible for your teammate's gruesome death you stood still, only allowing your eyes to dart around.

"A pity how they had no chance of survival." Footsteps grow louder.

As soon as a figure enters your peripheral vision, you bravely look up. The man completely towers over you about two feet. His hands were large enough to snap your neck, his nails sharp enough to pierce your skin, and blood soaked his clothes.

"You. You're him…Dracula…" Your voice was slightly shaky.

"The one and only." He grins. "And I certainly haven't met you." The rotten floorboards creaked under his feet with each step towards you.

You began to back up as much as you could, dropping the medkit to the ground in the process. "W-Why bother telling you? I'll end up dead."

"Not what I had in mind…just yet." He teased. His eyes dart down to the open spilled medkit; a couple of freshly wrapped gauze, adhesive, gloves, and antiseptics scattered beneath your feet. "You must be the altruistic type. I don't see many of your kind so...sympathetic."

"I'm just doing my part in surviving is all."

"So brave. I'm surprised your heart doesn't pound at the sight of something so ominous. So frightening. Others would flee, but here you remain. You seem to have no fear of me."

"Trevor Belmont told me about you."

Dracula raises a brow. "Trevor Belmont?" He lets the last couple of syllables roll off his tongue. Hearing the name Belmont irked him, but here in the same realm? As defenseless as his victims are, the Belmont wouldn't bear any weapon to defeat him. The days of being resurrected every century to die at the hands of a Belmont had ended. It truly is vampire heaven.

He walks around you and his nails drag against your clothed back. "And what did he tell you about me? I'm a monster?" His large hand then rests on your shoulder before continuing. "I steal men's souls?"

From the touch of his skin to his low voice ringing in your ear, it made you quiver. You could sense a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as you hesitated to come up with an answer.

"It...it sums up what he said." You bravely whisper.

An annoyed sigh comes from Dracula as he pulls away. "Well, whatever words spilled from Belmont's mouth is far from the truth." He returns to face you. "Of course, I'm not very appreciative of what humans have done to me, but you must know that if I were a monster you'd have the same fate as your friend here."

"I suppose you're right, but I don't understand why you suddenly want to spare me when I'm like everyone else."

"Oh no, my dear." Bloodied fingers brush underneath your chin, forcing you to look up at him. "You are quite different from your kind. Besides, I'm already finding you admirable." His voice lowers.

"I'd like to make a proposal." He begins. "You work with me and in return not only I will spare your life, but I will teach you medicine."

"What will I need to do?"

"Lure your friends to me. It doesn't matter how you do it and I especially want that Belmont."

You slowly nodded in agreement. "It's a deal."

He smiles, happy to hear you oblige. "I'm sure you will make a great companion."

[koipepo]

I can see dom! Bottom sammie with desperate top Remmick working really well (and really hot) but i keep gravitating towards Sammie being scared and overwhelmed by Remmick's hunger😫

Love the cocktail of fear+lust+noncon too much asshdjjk call me a basic bitch but it works SO well with this ship🤙

[balfeys]

SHE LOOKS SO GOOD!!!! 😍🤩