#bad hunts

[sclappin]

Man whose definition of "monster" is extremely flexible.

[felixcatton]

VAMPIRE APPRECIATION WEEK → Favourite Vampire: Claudia de Pointe du Lac

I am done enduring.

[jangmi-latte]

HIS EYEBROWS WERE SO THICK WTF

[thatlioninthecorner]

Expectation:

Reality:

Me thinking I’d want to be isekaied into Twst and then remembering I have social anxiety and a fear of confrontation 😭

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[lustlovehart]

Something something you brush Gargoyle Malleus’s hair back and he bites you [Cw: Just a little blood ]

Also Rook’s here too ig!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji might be an unstoppable force, but Xie Lian has 800+ years of practice of being an immovable object.

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[mellowberrie]

BYE HELP

can someone help me find the original for these twst stickers.. im gonna go crazy i can't find them all, and who made them 😭 if someone could find them, I'd be rlly appreciative 🙏

[robo-milky]

I’ve always drawn Rook buff(ish) but Savanaclaw Rook is making me draw him beefier- like it’s canon now!

G-Guys… is it really me if I don’t draw at least one horknee art of him /j 💀 i mean come on- I’m about to be unminored in a month so-

[morbidpaintz]

ghost hunting alone? c'mon now, be smarter than that

[evilsartcorner]

[somnimagus]

My page for @kairizine. It was such a huge honor to be part of this wonderful book with everyone, I had so much fun!

[id in alt!]

[jangmi-latte]

feckies a-a-a-and hE HAS SCARS ON HIS ARMS 🦅💥🦅💥🦅💥🦅💥💥💥SCARS S-SO THERE MUST BE MORE RIGHT...RIGHT?!?!????????

[yaksha-lover]

cw: rook is down bad and unashamed, nakedness, bathing (together), kissing

Rook felt that he was born to worship.

His divine duty was incomplete, thus far, for he could show devotion to no one, despite fawning over them. A part of him refrained; a piece that never clicked into place, forcing him to wander in search of who he was truly made to serve.

Gazing upon your alluring flesh, presented like a blessed offering before him, a voice, angelic or otherwise, seems to whisper to him that this is his true calling.

Hands calloused from the handling of a bow smooth over skin that shivers at the touch. Rook rubs slow, gentle circles into your hips with his thumbs on either side of your sacred frame, savouring the dip of your flesh at his hand. He’s never felt so human.

The heat of your back against his chest, the two of you a mix of flesh and limbs, brings a heady feeling upon him, as though your skin seeps intoxication, making his head spin and his heart flutter at the contact.

The water ripples gently around you as you turn to face him, to give him his divine command. He’s ready for anything you would ask of him: to kiss, to kill, to die, to worship your body or merely the ground you honour by walking upon it. Everything he has, he lays before you.

As your touch smooths across his face, your thumb stroking gently at his cheek before trailing down to his damp chest, Rook feels you wash away all the others; anyone before you is pointless, the memory of their existence consumed and burnt up by your sweetened breath.

His breath catches in his throat when your honeyed lips ghost over his own. His gratitude is endless, silent vows of servitude echoing through his mind with each brush of your lips upon his throat.

He’s utterly compelled by your amorous touch, something euphoric stirring deep in his gut. There’s no choice, only something like fate stringing him up and pulling him along; falling inconsolably into your depths.

[amphibianaday]

day 1398

[jinaxxo]

trying to keep my arthurmorgantchi happy, clean, and well-fed :')

[ladycibia]

I know that Velen is basically described as the worst place to live ever, but it holds a special place in my heart