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“why’s he always covered in blood” he needs enrichment. What’s not clicking

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I was expecting anything but not Bard

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Celty Sturluson is a Dullahan from Ireland who came to Japan looking for her stolen head. Her motorcycle is actually a horse in disguise, which she has named Shooter. Similar to Celty, Shooter doesn’t have a head, but still retains the ability to think. Shooter can change into three main forms; a headless horse, a headless horse with a black carriage, and a pitch-black motorbike without headlights. While in Ikebukuro, Shooter mainly sticks to the motorbike in order to fit in with the modern surroundings.

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if we ignore all the stuff that's gone wrong ive kind of had nothing but wins

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"so how did you two meet"

she messaged me on tumblr and we became obsessed with each other literally immediately and now we are bound by the red string of fate

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i don’t care that something good happened to you it should have happened to my tumblr mutual ive talked to like 5 times

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there HAS to be a reason for this

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So @shadowisles-writes, @damedechance and I just finished binging Blood of Zeus and I um. I just think Apollo is Lucien coded

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Vampire bat Azriel 🦇

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Rhys: And don’t accidentally kill someone

Azriel: I’m not an idiot

Azriel: I know how to do it on purpose

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First time smut writer: Um. Hope this is OK? It's only a bit of smut at the very end of the epilogue and you can skip it, it's ok. So sorry, um. Oh dear me. Please don't judge me. Nobody read this omg what have I done 😳

Seasoned smut writer: *ringing bell* Come get uR PORNOGRAPHY! 10k pwp, it's KINKY AS HECK so share it with all your friends!!! If you've got any suggestions for my Kinktober just drop it in the comments, I will write whatever wet, messy & DOWNRIGHT FILTHY fic about these two idiots 👏

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feeling extremely normal rn

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ready to get hurt

Down Bad

Summary: "She's my mate." Had been his first words. Every thought since was of pain, guilt and the mate he would never get back. Or: TTPD rotted my brain with more sadness than I could process and this is the first thing that came out.

"Fuck it if I can't have [her] I might just die, it would make no difference Down bad, wakin' up in blood Starin' at the sky, come back and pick me up Fuck it if I can't have us I might just not get up, I might stay Down bad"

Word count: 2583

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what hath night to do with sleep

Chapter eight

Note: special thanks to @mossytrashcan for what is probably one of my favorite pieces of art of Eris of all time. A little bit of blood on the face just makes a man hotter.

Eris sits in his family’s usual church pew, his mother seated between him and his father, and fights the urge to clear his throat. It still aches, even though Kallias had deposited him at the end of the road leading to the farmhouse hours ago.

There’s a victory in the discomfort, one he spends most of the service vividly reliving. Getting off is occasionally beside the point for Eris; sometimes it’s enough just to make someone desperate enough to come in his pretty mouth. He collects the experiences like gems. Near the Freie Universität, he couldn’t walk past certain rooms, certain buildings, even a certain clump of bushes, without connecting it to some debauched act that might get him arrested.

Perhaps the police are always listening and watching, but Eris is always sure to give them a good show, if they are.

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