#oops forgot to tag Lamb

[the-one-who-lambs]

When the Lamb holds him,

Narinder’s heart beats with the antithesis of pain. The unfamiliar rhythm batters his ribcage because this freedom, too, is a prison. The shackles, forged by his own debilitated hand at the threshold of opportunity, dance to someone else’s divination. He taught his Lamb this choreography: evade every absolution of your Odyssean carnage, crush their impiety beneath your cloven steps. Plunge your blade into flesh until it coats your borrowed claws, and eat of it. Collect the liquid life draining from their veins; this too is our blood, so drink from it.

Those curved horns and sharpened teeth, unforgiven enterprise beneath a woolen cloak, mark a beast of his own creation. To which stars does he owe his fate? He lives in the cracked space between the bars built to confine him. Loving like this rhymes with every broken promise he’s fallen for. Nevertheless, he buries himself into them and whispers back every lie. Now, he dreads neither the silence nor the truth. He weaves his reflection into this new god who, despite bearing his crown, makes him fall to his knees.

Neither of them need to sleep, but they make this communion a nightly ritual, if only to have tangible proof that– as their twisted horns meet fleece and his fur covers the ghosts of skeletal limbs– a hard-fought peace accompanies their coupled immortality, serene as the night that embraces them.

It is a mercy that his unspoken salvation passes his lips as a rumbling lullaby, purring a prayer known only to him.

[cconfusedkat]

Smth rlly stupid nd silly at the same time for the sake of self indulgency ,, just bc im always drawing Allure getting the short end of the stick i figured Hey Maybe I Can Show Their Piece-of-Shittery With Funny Ant Doctor

Sozo is literally just eating honey off a stick like a crazy man (lovingly) and he also happens to be germaphobic so you have absolutely zero idea on how repulsed he is when someone shares food with him SJDKDFJDK

(Allures hair & mini bell are like that just cuz no one was gonna see them for another fourteen days so it wasnt such a big deal they had to keep tying up their hair-)

And bonus images just cuz its my excuse to show my new sozo color palette faster than naught

Naughty lambs get LAMB AIR JAIL 🗣🗣🗣

[l3viat8an]

Simeon in glasses does something to me… so I’m here with a would you rather question for you Ro!

Would you rather watch Simeon’s glasses fog up while you give him head or have Simeon put his glasses on you while he eats you out? 

Nsfw!

There are 24 hours in a day ‘n seven days in a week- somehow I will make time for both!!! :)

First tho; I’d want to watch Simeon glasses fog up while giving him head <3

I mean- the view from between his legs is sooo fuckin’ hot!!

Looking up at Simeon to see his glasses all fogged up and almost falling off his face, because he keeps trying to look down at you.

Whiny, little moans slipping from his lips when he sees you. strings of sticky drool and pre-cum dripping from the corner of your mouth….as you bob your head up and down along his cock, fuck he’s gonna cum soon if you don’t slow down…

and when Simeon cums he tosses his head back and the glasses fall off anyway.

[acoraxia]

amen

i’m… so hungry it’s not even funny

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[thotpuppy]

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[starwriterulia]

Perversity and Loathing - Chapter 1

Revision finished November 16, 2024.

CONTAINS HEAVY SUBJECT MATERIAL THAT MAY TRIGGER READERS WITH ANXIETY, DEPRESSION AND PTSD. SOME CHAPTERS CONTAIN 18+ CONTENT.

This is a reboot of Tomb of the Goshenite Stargazer Dragon. (Masterlist)

Fandoms: DC Comics, Batfamily, Thalassic Space (OC)

Characters (In order of appearance): Faith Lawson (self-insert), Barbara Gordon (Batgirl), Dick Grayson (Nightwing), Ra's al Ghul, Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Word Count: 3340

TW: Rape and stabbing (Ra's al Ghul to Faith Lawson), death (Faith Lawson)

A/N: Oh my God, this reboot is so much better! This, this I can work with. Tag list in the replies of people who liked/reblogged any part of the previous version of this story. You're not obliged to read or leave a comment, I just thought I'd let y'all know about the reboot. Thank you for reading! ^w^

Update (November 6th): I realised, like, two days ago that there's no fucking way I would survive this, and I'm only getting around to it today 'cause I've got two days off work. So, uh, half of this chapter is different (and I gave Barbara her earpiece, forgot to in the original version)! And yes, I pasted all of the original onto a Word document so I didn't have to retype all of the lore. But this means I have to restart Chapter 2! This is fine! This is totally fine... :')

November 16th: Aaand finally done. Things came up. Work, recharging, spending time with my friends. :p I'll start work on Chapter 2 either tomorrow or sometime this week or next week, as my schedule is kinda loaded lol.

November 17th: Forgot to add a brief description of myself, oops! Found a good place for it, though. My eye colour is noted by Batgirl instead of being in that paragraph, though.

Dividers by @cafekitsune

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2

My legs were heavy as I ran up the gravel hill in the cold of morning fog to the off-white house on Carmen Hill Road my family lived at for a year. I turned to the right, passed the backside of the house, and took a sharp right, opening the white door with a window to enter the boot room, then an identical door to enter the kitchen. It had a white fridge, green counters, an island light-oak cupboards and cabinets, and checkered laminate flooring. Left of the front door was the table my parents made in 2008 that they broke while moving from the house on sixth street to the homestead on Highway 27, positioned between the island and the wall hosting the front door. A bay window alcove occupied the wall left of the table and island, looking out onto the deck my parents had built with help from my mom's family. A wall with a door to the improperly built basement, the reason my parents were glad this house was only a rental, and a brief space with a door to the deck separated the kitchen and living room, which had off-white carpet and a large window on each wall. The wall opened to the immediate right of the door I came in from, and there was a laundry room with large, unpainted wooden stairs that had no railing. Following this was a bathroom, then the master bedroom.

I was alone, and it was silent. If I go up the stairs, I'll be pulled under and taken to the second floor of the House Filled With Darkness and be woken by either my dad's face on a moose head, or a Five Nights at Freddy's animatronic. But I want to go in my room and dance! I've got plenty of room to dance, at this house. Ugh, but I'm so hungry!

I walk towards the fridge and open it. I feel myself wake up, leaving the dream, and see the early morning sun. I grumble and close my eyes, assuming I've destroyed the illusion, a brief throbbing in my brows.

Barbara shared the migraine. It pulled her from sleep with a groan, her eyes parting briefly to look at Dick. He pried open his right eye and whispered, "Are you OK, Babs?"

"Yeah, but something's off." She answered. Dick caressed Barbara's right arm, as it wasn't against the bed, opening his eyes fully.

There's lamb, poultry of some kind, a carton of eggs, a carton of milk, other condiments and dairy products, and the crispers are filled with a cabbage, an onion, a few heads of garlic, two turnips, a bag of carrots, a produce bag with several tomatoes, an eggplant, and is that a bundle of okra?

"Who's fridge is this? We never had eggplant or okra."

"I believe that's my fridge, dear." I turned and saw Ra's al Ghul. Naked, like I suddenly was aware of being. I gasped, seeing his cock, and snapped my head away, shutting the fridge.

"She's in trouble. Ra's is there. They're both nude."

"Oh shit. Do you know her?"

"No."

'Did she intentionally choose Barbara, knowing Batgirl's identity?'

"Are you usually nude in your dreams?" I heard him lick his lips, and hum lustfully.

"Sometimes. I sleep nude, though." I pinched my left wrist. I looked over my right shoulder at his face. "How did you do that?"

"We're both actually here, aren't we?" I nodded, furrowing my brows and frowning. "I don't know how I did that. I fell asleep with thoughts of a girl like you: short, a cute face, bright eyes, nice hair, though I wonder what your natural colour is," My dyed black hair was grown out by three inches. "And a delicious body." His brows raised as he eyed my breasts, stomach and thighs.

"Fuck, he's gonna rape her." Barbara said. Dick sighed heavily.

"How much do you weigh?"

"165 pounds." Ra's hummed. "You should leave so the dream can end. You shouldn't interrupt things like this, it's dangerous for both of us." Ra's chuckled and shook his head.

Barbara rapidly said, "She told him to back off so the dream can end. It's dangerous for both of them. But he just laughed and shook his head."

"You're a virgin, aren't you?" I couldn't stop my lip from trembling.

"Babs, can you use your link with her to separate her from Ra's and have everyone wake up? I don't want either of you to get hurt."

"Come on, dear. Don't be scared."

Barbara shook her head in the pillow. "I dunno how to safely do that, like Zatanna would. She needs me, Dick. I can't leave her."

"Please leave, Ra's."

"She knows who he is, too."

"He is infamous." Dick tilted his head.

"Go back to Earth Prime."

"She's not from Earth Prime?" Barbara said.

"Oh. She's from Earth-33." Dick said.

"No." Ra's licked his teeth, baring them as he closed the two steps between us. I briskly walked towards the window, left of the fridge and looking out to the deck.

"C'mon, run!"

"He'll be too fast for her, Babs."

"What's the matter?" Ra's calmly opened the drawer closest to the fridge and found a butchering knife. He walked towards me.

"He's got a knife!"

"Shit."

"I-I can't!" I gripped the window alcove, kneeling.

"Can't what, dear?"

In a tone of realisation, Barbara said, "She can't run."

"She can hear you, a little!"

"I think so."

"Just please leave!"

"I already told you: no." Ra's lunged down and stabbed my right ribcage. I screamed, releasing the wall, my legs unfurling and my bottom hiting the floor, tears collecting in my eyes. I crossed my arms over my chest and tucked my head into my arms. Ra's grabbed my left arm, then my right, forcing each to the side. I uselessly scratched the floor and pressed my head against the flooring.

Barbara screamed, grazing her fingernails against the sheets and pressing her head into the pillow. "Babs!" Cried Dick.

Ra's pushed the knife deeper into my flesh.

Barbara's torso curled up. Dick gently took hold of her shoulders.

His left hand crossed over his right arm to hold my left shoulder and used his body weight to lower my upper body to the floor. I made a stuttered wail and thrashed my legs.

Barbara kicked the air. Dick removed himself to avoid her motions.

Ra's lowered his pelvis and pushed his whole penis into my vagina, and I screamed, "No! Fuck you!"

Barbara howled and writhed. "Ow, fuck!"

"Babs!"

Ra's withdrew the knife and stabbed my left ribcage deeply, thrusting his hips. I shouted, "With this knife, I sever the Phantom!"

Barbara opened her eyes. Panting, she sat up and looked at Dick.

"And with my blood, I craft the Clicker!"

"I can still hear her."

"I place it into the Bonded's hand!"

"What's she saying?" Dick asked. Barbara felt the fingers of her right hand forcibly move to hold an item.

"And with the Clicker, from here to the Bonded's roof Ra's al Ghul and I shall go!"

Barbara opened her hand and saw a white rotary lamp switch. "She was improvising a spell. She gave me this Clicker that she just made. It should move her to our roof." She flicked the switch.

Our minds parted. Ra's and I moved to a roof. The early morning sun shone in Gotham, too.

"And now our minds aren't connected!" Barbara said, leaving the switch as she scrambled out of bed and put on her costume.

Ra's pulled out the knife and made a long, shallow cut from the left side of my ass to the lower end of my thigh. I wailed and fisted my hands.

Dick followed Barbara's lead, putting on his earpiece and tapping and holding it for a second, hearing a beep, then tapping it three times. "Recording audio". Said the automated voice.

"She's still with Ra's?"

"Yep! Must've been the only way for both of them to leave!" Barbara pocketed the Clicker, then put on her cowl and earpiece. Nightwing put on his mask. They went to the window, and Batgirl opened it.

Ra's made an identical cut down my right ass and thigh. "You look so beautiful."

"Fuck you." I sobbed.

Nightwing said, "I'll fight him. You dress her wounds so she can make it to the hospital!" Nightwing and Batgirl grappeled onto the roof. The young woman and Ra's were nude, of course. The woman had faded dyed red hair, which had been burgundy, and had a bit of black ombre at the ends. She was 4'6" (145cm), and about 165lbs (74kg).

Near the edge of the far side of the roof, I whimpered a Ra's drew a deep, long cut down the outer sides of my left ass and thigh.

Batgirl threw a batarang, knocking the knife from Ra's' hand, and the knife fell to the street below as Nightwing ran to Ra's and the young woman.

Nightwing wrapped his arms around Ra's from the back and tore him away from me.

Ra's gracefully landed on his feet and began to fight Nightwing.

Sobbing, Batgirl knelt beside me.

Batgirl noted the woman's hazel green eyes. 'Wow, beautiful.'

"I'm so sorry!" She used her left hand to put pressure on the wound of the woman's left side, and hastily cleaned and dressed it with items from her belt.

"It's OK, it's only his fault!"

"You really can't run?"

"No! My dwarfism comes with hypotonia." I bent my right arm in front of my face to show Barbara that my forearm was short.

"Ohhh."

"I haven't been able to move since I broke my left patella in high school."

"Shit, I'm sorry!" Batgirl tended to my right side.

"This is a waste of my time. I already got what I wanted." Ra's said. He kicked Nightwing away, then used magic to fly to the next rooftop.

"DAMMIT!" Nightwing yelled. 'He's stronger. He couldn't do that before.'

Moving behind my head and placing it on her lap, Batgirl said, "Dick, just let him go!"

"Fine. I think he took magic from her, though." Nightwing came towards us and knelt to Batgirl's right.

"He took my dark magic. Thirteen percent of what I'm guaranteed to have, after a summoning. Without it, I've only got two percent solar magic. I can give you get my most basic treasure, but that's it."

"What's your name?" Batgirl asked.

"Faith Lawson. Sorry for making you feel all that."

"Don't worry about it."

"You were just the first person I thought of, when I realised Ra's activated my powers. Your status as Bonded was temporary. You're free, now."

"Aw, well, I'm honoured you thought of me, first. Let's get you to a hospital, OK?"

"No. I won't make it. You know that." Batgirl sighed and nodded, frowning. "Dick, knock on the door to the roof five times, and after you hear two knocks, you can open it."

"Uh, OK." Nightwing hurried to the door and did as asked. The door knocked twice from the inside. Nightwing turned the doorknob and pulled it open a couple of inches, and batted his lashes.

"Just enough for an arm to go through." I said. Nightwing opened the door about five inches. A white hand wearing a black long sleeved jacket protruded horizontally, holding a white and vivid blue gradient scallop seashell necklace on a silver cable chain. Nightwing stared.

Batgirl shouted, "Dick!"

"Sorry!" Nightwing grabbed the item. The arm swiftly retreated. The door slam shut.

"Knock again to end the ritual." I said.

"Five more times?" Nightwing asked.

"Yes." Nightwing did this. The door knocked twice. Nightwing quickly returned to me and Batgirl, handing Batgirl the necklace. She lifted my head and helped me wear it. I controlled a cough and tasted blood. "Shit. One percent left. One minute left, if that."

"Is there anything else we can do?" Asked Batgirl.

"I need to use the stream in the Batcave."

Nightwing interacted with his glove. "I'll put you on the call, too, Babs."

"Thanks."

"Batman, this is Nightwing and Batgirl."

Bruce Wayne sat in the kitchen, a cup of coffee on the island and his phone in hand, eyes on the pantry door. "What's happening?"

I said, "I can come back once while wearing this."

"Can you fly to the roof of our apartment? We have someone who needs to use the underground stream in the Batcave."

"I'm sure people have already died from curiosity, but I..." My eyes felt heavy. "I don't have time to tell you how to stop Ra's." Bruce hummed in thought.

Batgirl carressed my hair. "It's OK, Faith. You can tell us when you're back."

"Is she why my pantry leads to a familiar ominous stone hallway?"

Nightwing said, "It wasn't her, directly, though she knows the ritual to open and close that." I shut my eyes.

"No." Batgirl softly said.

"She's gone?"

"She's gone."

"Anyway, that allowed for someone or something to give us the seashell necklace Faith is now wearing."

Batgirl said, "Bruce, knock on your pantry door five times, and if you hear two knocks, it should have worked."

"OK." Bruce rose, went to the pantry door, and knocked. He heard it knock back. He opened the door. "Huh." He closed the pantry and meandered back to the island, sipping his coffee.

"Did it work?"

"Yes." 'That's not how it worked, in the novel. Faith took some creative liberties.'

Nightwing asked, "Bruce, can you help us stop Ra's? He took thirteen percent of Faith's power, and it's all dark magic. She used the last two percent to help us."

Batgirl said, "Literally her last two minutes alive, reduced to less than one minute after she told us about the ritual and made sure she got her necklace."

"If, no, when we get Faith back, she can help us, too."

"Of course." Bruce picked up his mug. "I'll be there soon. And I'll give Zatanna a call, after Faith is back, assuming the League doesn't call me first." He emptied it into the sink, put his mug upside down, and ran into the Great Hall towards the study.

"Thank you." Nightwing replied.

"Bruce, you said there was a familiar ominous stone hallway?" Batgirl said.

"Mhm. I entered it, of course. Pitch darkness. Not even the light from the rooms could pierce it. It had one turn, to the right; a dead end. I turned back, and a path had opened to my right." Batman descended the stairs to the Batcave.

"The Navidson Hallway." Said Nightwing and Batgirl.

Nightwing said, "No wonder Faith said some people have probably already died."

"Devoured by the labryinth." Said Batgirl.

"I guess you can just make it somewhat friendly with the ritual."

"Maybe. Did anything else happen while you were in there, Bruce?"

"I decided not to venture further, but I did hear a faint jingling of bells in the distance."

"Creepy."

"I swiftly exited the hall and shut the door. And now, thanks to you, it's gone." Bruce reached the foot of the stairs, put his phone on the desk of the computer and entered the changing station. "Do you know Faith's last name?"

"Lawson. We only know she's from Earth-33 because she knew our names."

"You don't know her nationality?" Batman exited the capsule and went to the Batplane.

"Canadian, I think." Batgirl said, gently putting Faith's head down and standing, drawing Nightwing's attention.

"Either that, or she's from Washington. And where are you going?"

"I'm going to get her a towel for now, and a change of clothes for when she comes back."

"Good idea." Nightwing replied, and turned his head to look at the city.

"I appreciate what you're doing, Dick, but maybe keep an eye on her, in case, I dunno, something tries to grab her."

"Ooh, yeah." Nightwing looked at Faith's feet. He noted that they were wide, and that her right foot was deformed. 'How did its arch get so high, like that?' Batgirl ran to the edge of the roof, and grappled down the fire escape, entering the window of the apartment.

"What did Ra's do to her?" Batman asked, raising the plane. It was already pointed towards the exit, so he accelerated.

"Stabbed both ribcages, made a cut from underneath her buttocks to her lower thighs, and raped her. I tried to fight him, but he said it was a waste of his time and that he'd already got what he wanted. He was stronger from the magic he stole from Faith. He flew to the next rooftop with magic. Never seen him do that before." Batman hummed.

"They met in a dream." Said Batgirl, grabbing a dark grey shirt, black sweatpants and black socks from her dresser and wrapping them in the grey towel she had collected. "I was there from when Faith opened the fridge in her childhood home, and there was eggplant and okra, which her thoughts said her family had never used, and she asked whose fridge it was. Ra's was behind her and said that it was his fridge, and started being a perv." Batgirl exited the window, and returned to the roof. "Apparently, he fell asleep looking for someone just like her." Batgirl knelt and wrapped Faith's torso in the towel. "That's better."

"Faith couldn't run, and of course couldn't convince him to leave. She has hypotonia and hurt her left patella in high school. All she could do was back up to the window alcove and crouch while Ra's immediately found the drawer with the knives. And then he hurt her, and I felt it 'cause she temporarily Bonded me to her. I was the first person she thought of. She improvised a spell poem to stop the phantom pains I was experiencing and to give me a Clicker, a rotating lamp switch. That's what I used to bring them from the dream world to our world."

"Ah."

"She said that Ra's activated her powers in the dream."

"Uh-huh. I bet she would know exactly how to help us deal with Ra's."

"You mean, how to get her magic back."

"Yes."

"She probably does." Nightwing bent his knees and picked up Faith. He and Batgirl watched the skies for the Batplane in silence for ten seconds.

"I'm minus thirty seconds from your location." Batman said. "Are you two doing OK? You've been quiet."

Nightwing answered, "Yeah, just..."

"Sorry for her." Batgirl finished.

"Yeah."

"You did all that you could. I'm sure she was thankful for you two. I'm guessing you'd like to look after her, when she's back."

"Yeah." Nightwing said, then Batgirl parroted.

"She'll be in good hands, then." Batman said. Nightwing and Batgirl watched the Batplane approach the roof, and hover above at the edge. The loading door at the back lowered. Nightwing jumped in, then Batgirl. The door closed, and as the plane rose back into the sky and accelerated, Nightwing and Batgirl walked towards the cockpit, and Batman stood from the pilot's seat. They met two steps away from the cockpit. He sighed. "She's young."

With a note of sorrow, Batgirl added, "She's beautiful." Batman nodded. Nightwing did, afterwards.

"We don't know how old she is, exactly." Said Nightwing.

"Mid-twenties. Batgirl, would you mind stitching her wounds?"

"Sure." Batgirl replied. Nightwing handed Faith to Batgirl, who went to a table. Batman sat back in the pilot's seat.

"Has the League called you yet?" Nightwing asked, crossing his arms over the back of the passenger's seat.

"No. Not yet. Zatanna was called, though."

"She might be in trouble."

"I told her what to expect. She should be OK. She's a rational person."

"Has anyone seen Ra's?"

"No. He may have gone into hiding."

"Maybe the Hallway got him."

"If it did, I hope he's realised his mistake and finds a way to give Faith her magic back."

"That would be nice." Silence for a few seconds.

"Sit down." Nightwing did as requested. "She'll be OK."

"I hope so."

Proceed to Chapter 2

[chaotic-ourple]

" S H A M U R A H A S

F A L L E N "

I made this kinda in a hurry for a Cult Of The Lamb roleplay on twitter lol

This is my character Amari after their fight with Shamura

[wens-loves-wednesday]

DUDE THAT WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO CHOOSE

Thanks for the tag :))

I'll tag @deerdoeb @themostforgottengirlintownn @magical-sweet-kitty @elphabathroppupland @cooldust

Sorry if I forgot anyone, I have a lot of moots 💔

Challenging you all!

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

Then tag Tumblr friends to keep the game going!

[cconfusedkat]

Sometimes i have no motivation and then i find a shitpost i can do and then i can finally art again ,,, You can never guess how i found this template- HELP

[atmilliways]

Ao3 First Lines

Rules: Post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. If you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

Thanks for the tag, @xirayn!

Sorry anyone who followed me for Stranger Things content, I only have one published fic so far and I forgot how unhinged some of my Metalocalypse fics are.

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1. The Five Noels

Fandom: Stranger Things | Rating: Teen | Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson | 5 + 1 Christmases fic

“Said the night wind to the little lamb, “Do you see what I see?” What Steve saw, as he alternated holding the caroling book in one gloved hand and shoving the other into his armpit for warmth, was yet another drooping trailer with one sad string of lights dangling from nails jammed into gaps in the rusty siding. If it weren’t for Nancy dragging him here with a joint group of high schoolers and middle schoolers, he’d be at home seeing a cheerfully roaring fire instead. 

2. Hondaklok 🔞

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Explicit | Pairing: Nathan Explosion/Charles Offdensen | Sex pollen fic

The door to the office burst inwards with an excited bellow of, “CHARLES!” There had been a time, years ago, when the door had opened out instead of in. At the time, the band’s manager and CFO hoped it would afford him a little extra warning before interruptions; a few seconds more to steel himself against whatever or whoever was about to disrupt his work day.

3. The Other Threesome 🔞

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Explicit | Pairing: William Murderface/Pickles the Drummer(/Melmord Fjordslorn) | Starts with dick jokes and goes downhill from there

There was a rule in Dethklok that ran almost as deep as the No Showing An Interest rule, but deeper than the Call It Hamburger Time rule they would come up with later on. Skwisgaar had invented it. You didn’t get upset, cry, or sulk. You “got high.”

4. Hair of the Dog, Paw of the Monkey 🔞

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Mature | Characters: Magnus Hammersmith & Blues Devil, pairings to come | Possession fic, not finished

Twenty-two months after losing his band, his career, and the sight in his left eye, Magnus sells his soul at the crossroads under a stormy and thundering sky. The Devil has dark gray wrinkled skin and red eyes, and wears a black silk string tie and old man suspenders that hike his pants up past his natural waist.  “There,” Magnus snaps, carelessly stemming the flow of blood from the finger he just signed with on his jeans. “Now when do I get my revenge?”

5. Bridesman

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Teen | Characters: William Murderface, Toki Wartooth | Murderface can be a little GNC, as a treat

“Thisch whole thing schickensch me.” Toki rolled his eyes. “Don’ts know whats you expecteds when you makes a big cries-baby scene abouts beings in the weddings party.”

6. What Matters

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Teen | Pairing: Lavona Succuboso/Trindle | Oops all side characters, amnesia, and angst

The late evening air of Paris is clear and crisp as the two women exit the small museum shop that marks the end of the Catacombs tour, arm in arm.  “Well, Liebling?” the taller of the two asks in German as they cross the street. “Did you like it?” “It was fantastic.” Her companion, who has a definite American accent, is absolutely beaming beneath her black, touristy beret. The studs in her nose and bottom lip glint silver in the streetlight. “I’ve never seen so many femurs and crania in one place before. Thousands of human skulls and bones. Skeletal remains of more than six million people. You could just . . . feel the dead, all around you.” She sighed. “This entire trip has just been perfect, Lavona. I’m so happy you were able to take the time off.”

7. Rorschach Kiss

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Teen | Pairing: Abigail Remeltindtdrinc/Skwisgaar Skwigelf/Nathan Explosion | The last short thing I wrote at 707 words

The pen hadn’t been worth stealing, but Abigail has had it a long time now and she’s grown attached to it. She owns better pens—ones with those touchpad compatible squidgy ends on the top and one with green ink, her favorite color. This one has bite marks in the plastic from where she’s chewed absently on it while working on the trickier bits of high stakes projects, like this one. The cap is long gone and sometimes the ink (black) comes out a little gloppy. Really, she knows, she should just throw it away. . . . And yet she keeps it. 

8. Call Out Names

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Teen | Pairing: Amber/Seth (Metalocalypse) | Oops all side characters again

“Why not? God, what’re you being such a bitch about this for?” To Seth’s credit, he actually looks like he regrets the word as soon as it’s out of his mouth, before she even puts down her phone. Because he knows the story.

9. It's Not A Lap Dance If It's Christmas & You're In A Santa Suit 🔞

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Mature | Pairing: Charles Foster Offdensen/Pickles the Drummer | Exactly what it says on the tin

The dreaded Dethklok Inc. office Christmas party was coming up—dreaded not by the band or most of the employees, who typically had a blast, but by the CFO who had to arrange and organize everything before and after, up to and including the inevitable handful of resulting funeral arrangements.  Charles was looking forward to it even less than usual, because the band had thrown an absolute shitfit to get him to agree to play Santa this year. He didn’t know why they wanted him to do this. The party didn’t even normally have a Santa.

10. Mistle-No

Fandom: Metalocalypse | Rating: Teen | Pairing: Magnus Hammersmith/Pickles The DrummerNathan Explosion/Pickles the Drummer, William Murderface/Pickles the Drummer, Pickles the Drummer/Skwisgaar Skwigelf | Four counts of "pretend to be my boyfriend so this lady stops hitting on me"

The open road is great for thinking. Pickles has composed entire songs in his head with the exact heaviness that he’d been craving since before Snakes N Barrels had gone down in flames.  He can’t play them (not enough instruments) or sing them (voice couldn’t go low enough) or write them down (had to keep both hands on the wheel, or at least one on the wheel and one on his beer), though. 

~~~

Well that was a journey.

If you wanna be tagged, be tagged! Fly, my pretties, fly!

[sarahlevys]

Oops! We totally forgot about ship/character tags. So here I am posting about @sctropefest day 1 AGAIN, to highlight the WLW fics from today!

heaven is a place not too far away; T, 8267, Alexis/Twyla, Ted/Alexis (previous), Alexis/Mutt (previous), Alexis & David, Alexis & Moira

"Oh, but soulmate marks are real." Her mother's expression softens. "Always one-sided, unfortunately. So difficult to know when you've truly met your soulmate without a matching indicator on the part of the other person, or other persons, if you're following." Her mother winks, and Alexis makes a face. "Your father was the exact same way. The poor little lamb couldn't carry a tune until he met me!"

"So you and Dad..." Alexis' head is spinning. "You guys are, like, actual soulmates."

"Very much so." Her mother appraises her carefully. "And you must have met yours, too."

"Yeah." Alexis blinks, stunned to find that she's short of breath. "I guess so."

OR: Alexis' soulmate mark – the ability to sing – triggers when she moves to Schitt's Creek.

(read on AO3!)

i always felt i must look better in the rear view; T, 13,152, Alexis & David, Alexis/Twyla, David/Patrick, the Rose family

“I have everything I need right here,” Twyla says, and something very fond stirs in Alexis’s chest. “I don’t need to wish for anything else. But you… You have big dreams, Alexis, and… If anyone deserves to have their wishes come true, it’s you. I want you to have it.”

OR: When her family's past stands in the way of a career opportunity, Alexis makes a wish that completely upends their lives all over again... but is it really what she wants? For the 'Fantasy & Fandom' prompt in SCTropefest.

(read on AO3!)

If You Could See The Other Side Of Me; T, 3473, Stevie/Alexis, Stevie & David, David/Patrick (background)

Stevie has a teeny, tiny little celebrity crush.

It doesn't mean anything.

(read on AO3!)

[peppered-imps]

Oops! I Did It Again

I forgot to do Positivity Monday yesterday! So here’s Postivity Monday (✨Except On A Tuesday✨)™️!

So here’s how it works. The internet and life in general can be dark and depressing places. Sometimes it’s easy to get swept up in the negativity in our world or in our lives and we lose sight of good things and start to despair. So every couple Mondays, I try to share a post asking for good stories, happy memories, positive things that happened recently, etc... all in hopes that we remind ourselves and each other that there is good out there and that we must keep sight of it.

So share good thoughts, good experiences, and good vibes!! Good things happening in your life? Fun times, being with loved ones, a kind and heartfelt compliment towards you, a funny joke? Or maybe you just have thoughts or ideas or things that make you happy? Share them on this post! Reply, reblog, tag, whatever you want.

Let’s share the positivity! I’ll start:

I got ALL of my work caught up last week! After having a steady stream of 4-7 large bins of files to sort and work every single day for a week (and countless errors and malfunctions with my machines), I got the last of it done at 10 minutes to closing on Friday and it felt really really good.

It’s my last week at my job! Since announcing my plan to leave, I’ve already noticed a huge uptick in my mood and attitude, so I’m VERY eager to finally get away for a bit.

I’m meal planning again!!!

I babysat my 10-month-old niece and 6-year-old nephew all day and night on Saturday and had the best time. She was a darling and he was precious. There’s been a lot of tension between my brother and I the last few times I’ve babysat, but this time it was such a good experience all around. Everyone was just happy and feeling good. Then I helped their mom set up for the Leprechaun’s visit to their house, which was v sweet.

I’m writing (or trying to) more regularly again!!! Very exciting.

My mother now loves My Favorite Murder and wants to listen every time we’re in the car so god bless America.

I have a really terrible impression of Clarice Starling (and other Silence of the Lambs characters) that I do and it annoys my mom to no end but it always cracks me up. I keep hearing other people do these impressions too lately and idk. It just makes me instantly happy.

[lotus-ignis]

Oops. I wanted to do this and then forgot 😅

Last song: Rest employed (listening to it rn)

Favourite colour: purple, blue

Last book: Howls moving castle

Last movie: The Silence of the Lambs (Valentines day tradition)

Last Show: Does 'Would I lie to you' count? Otherwise probably 'Doctor Who'

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury: Sometimes I just really want something sweet (like right now), but if it is what I could eat the most of without getting sick then probably savoury

Relationship status: No real life partners

Last thing I googled: Palia (I forgot what the hot Astarion from whish tailor is called. His name's Jel.)

Current obsession: BG3

Looking forward to: Movie Night on thursday

tags: @femininomenun @expectiations @sleepinclined @prxdk @marias-wonderland @florencebirdsong @meetmeatthecoda @pinkberrytea @bubbletune6 @kaitheenbydoesthings

No pressure <3

ten people i'd like to know better

tagged by @rosie-tyler!! thanks sweetie!

last song: temptation by new order

favourite colour: burgundy/maroon/oxblood/there's like a dozen colours for a dozen shades that are barely any different but you get the gist. dark red.

last book: assassin's apprentice by robin hobb (literally getting me back in love with reading) and overcoming depersonalization disorder by katherine donnelly

last movie: the station agent (really liked it!)

last show: buffy the vampire slayer

sweet/spicy/savory: sweet! except when it's jelly. in which case savory.

relationship status: get a girlfriend son / or a boyfriend. he's bi. / damn nobody want you fr

last thing i googled: six musical ex-wives lyrics

current obsession: saying 'me and BOQ' (i never watched wicked and don't plan to)

looking forward to: not going anywhere tomorrow

i literally don't know ten people on this website so. @enagismos @lotus-ignis @sovamurka @deeplovelydark

no pressure!

[artificialskyway-archived]

Get to know us ~

- Admin ratedM Edition -

1. Nickname: Moni

2. Star Sign: Gemini - Cancer cusp

3. Height: 5′0′’

4. Time: 6:55

5. Last thing I googled: Careers from home

6: Favorite music artists: 

Red Hot Chili Peppers, EXO, GOT7, BTS, The Pretty Reckless, Marina and the Diamonds, Panic! at the Disco, Paramore, Avril Lavigne, P!nk

7. Song stuck in your head: Lu by Luhan & The One by EXO-CBX

8. Last movie watched: Pulp Fiction

9. Last TV show watched: The Legend of the Blue Sea

10. Outfit: Baggy jeans, and baggy grey v-neck - i wear baggy shit.

11. When did you create this blog: sometime last year, don’t fucking remember

12: Do you have any other blogs: Yes -- freebird1786 -- my personal/studyblr

13. Do you get asks regularly: we get requests, but not asks

14. Why did you choose ur @: i don’t know admin R chose it, lol i just went with it

15. Gender: i don’t know ... i think i’m a girl, that’s what people have told me, lmao cx -- Female

*sense the sarcasm*

16. Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw, all the way!

17. Pokemon Team: I think it was Valor. i don’t remember, i don’t play anymore, i got lazy lmao

18. Favorite color: dark grey, black and maroon -- and i’m fucking weird

19. Average hours of sleep: 4 hours on a good day, because i can never fall asleep

20. Lucky number: 4 or 6

21. Favorite character(s): Jessica Jones, Charlie Bradbury (Supernatural) Zack Addy, Lance Sweets and Vincent (Bones), Hanibal Lecter (Silence of the Lambs), Reddington (Blacklist) aka my dream husband, even though he’s 30 years older than me... he’s the only older man that i’ll love!

22. How many blankets do you sleep with: i technically sleep with three, but i only use one at a time -- she went on to explain to me her whole sleeping process but i already forgot everything, lol oops, she was talking to fast -- love u M! ~~R

23. Dream job: to own an animal rescue and a pet store!

24: Followers: 565! I can’t wait ‘til we get to the thousands so we can post all of our imagines and scenarios that we have saved up

like admin R’s fluff scenario with Chanyeol that almost broke me! i can’t wait for her to post it, bc i remember reading it and it broke me and i almost cried because it was too much for me. i almost cried a first a time because it was so fucking sad and i almost cried because it was too much fluff. but i didn’t because i’m still hard as fuck... oh wait... i’m sorry i’m hyper.

I tag: @exowolf-reactions @chokemejimin ... and anyone else who wants to because we weren’t tagged in this, we just wanted to do this! 

Admin R’s post

** hii~  it’s me Admin R typing exactly what M is saying, so sorry for all the cursing lmao. this is us. love us! **

[pka42]

20 Questions

@victorineb tagged me a while back, but I totally forgot about this thing! Oops! Thank you!

Answer 20 questions and tag 20 people who you’d like to know better…

Name: PKA Nickname: PKA ^.^ Zodiac: Taurus Height: 170cm Orientation: Bi Ethnicity: German Favorite fruit: Bananas Favorite Season: Autumn is nice. Winter is nice, too. As long as it’s not too hot I’m good. Favorite Book: I Know This Much Is True by Wally Lamb Favorite Flower: Snowdrop Favorite Scent: Was, and forever will be, my ex-ex-boyfriends’ scent. My nose is the thing that falls in love first. Favorite Color: Black and purple, preferably the type of purple Bryan Fuller hates ; ) Favorite Animal: Harpy Eagles Coffee, Tea, or Hot Cocoa: Hot Cocoa is the winner by far. I hate coffee and sometimes drink tea. Favorite Fictional Characters: I made a whole other meme post about that Number of Blankets You Sleep With: One, a thick or a thin one depending on the time of year Dream Trip: Italy and the Kingdom of Bhutan Blog Created: May 5th, 2014, started posting (regularly) in June 2016 Number of Followers: 384

Not tagging people, because I’m a dick as usual ^.^

[littlebookreader]

Not all of them fit.

Hannibal as media concepts, back on extremely popular demand(!!!). As promised, this ones for Will Graham, our beloved trauma boy.

Will Graham is what would happen if Caleb Covington weren’t a magician and actually dreamt about killing people. Who’s to say he doesn’t do that already? (Julie and the Phantoms, alternatively, Julie and the Himbos)

Will Graham is what would happen if Charlotte weren’t ADHD, got along with OW! Clarice and owned Hannibal Lecter adjacent cats. (Death by Dying)

Will Graham is what would happen if Damian(not sure of the spelling) were a person and a tiny bit psycho. (The Penumbra Podcast: Second Citadel)

Will Graham is Antonio Blake/ Oliver Banks but way less chill. Again, no explanation necessary. (The Magnus Archives)

Will Graham is what would happen if Stevie Budd had met Hannibal Lecter instead of David Rose, and worked for the FBI instead of running a hotel.

Will Graham is what would happen if Damien gave into his power fully, but instead of using it for mind control, used it to crawl into psychopaths’ minds. (The Bright Sessions). Side note: Will Graham is also what would happen if Helen were actually a good person, and an empath instead of a human FM. (The AM Archives)

Will Graham is what would happen if Feston Pyxis had given up on life and actually solved cases with Proxy! Jack Crawford and slightly more annoying Serena! Freddy Lounds. (StarTripper!!!) (Serena fans don’t @ me. )

Will Graham is what would happen if Devi Vishwakumar never went to therapy and thought about killing people instead. (Never Have I Ever)

Will Graham is what would happen if Rita went off the deep end completely, I dunno.Alternatively, Will Graham and Sarah Steel are the same person, except that Will has a steelier resolve and actually enjoys being a little nuts. (The Penumbra Podcast: Juno Steel)

Will Graham is what would happen if Nastya held the guns instead of Jonny. (The Mechanisms)

Bonus: Will Graham is what would happen if Clarice wasn’t such a darn good person. (Silence of the Lambs)

That’s all from me, folks! All the three protagonists of the three books from the Lecterverse(dunno the actual name) are done. Of course, if I think of anymore I’ll reblog them.

But for now. Adios!