#btw he's a bit feral

[missrosegold]

Vampire!Dabi fic is in the works my friends!

[quirkle2]

[zombie au] when ur.when ur brotherturns into a z.when ur brother turns into a zombie and u spend the next several years of ur childhood braving the most fucked up shit ever so u can find a cure and it gets to the point where ur killing parts of urself just to pick up the pieces of ur brother with shaking, cut up hands and glue him back together but at that point ur just going to end up bringing him back to a world that's not worth living in

[mjtheartist04]

Choso sketch✨

[feral-teeth]

Friendly reminder that you don’t deserve bad things to happen to you. You don’t deserve to be in pain. Even if you said something mean or bad or wrong or feel like you did something bad and even it was on purpose. You don’t deserve bad things to happen to you. No matter what.

[silverstream2]

I feel like if you just genuinely compliment Vergil he'd just like. Combust. His whole face goes as red as a tomato. If he's in a particularly good mood, he might even let himself grin stupidly for a bit. It's good 💙

Also gonna headcanon that Nero gets his blushes from his dad- his whole face goes all red and he tries so hard to play it cool. It's adorable.

[sailing-through-hawkins]

hi hi hi for the WIP Wednesday ask game: Eddie Gets Isekai'd! :D Purely because I love that file name lmao

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS AU OKAY CONTEXT instead of dying in the upside down, eddie runs from the bats and through another portal but instead of landing in hawkins, he's in a whole other reality! one straight out of dnd, a classic western fantasy setting with magic and elves and their own versions of vecna and demo-monsters! when eddie lands in this reality, he finds Stefan Harrington and Ed Mundrason - stefan is fascinated by eddie and agrees to help him home, even if ed is reluctant and glares at him the whole way

Ignore the sting, keep walking. He wanted to take a stroll anyways.

It's not actually a lie, Stefan inhales as he slows his pace.

Walking under the moonlight was never a luxury, not the way Jane believed it to be, not for Stefan. It is more of a comfort than anything.

To listen for wildlife, smell the oak and dirt that surrounds him, to shiver at the touch of the breeze dancing past him.

He is no wordsmith, not like Nancy or Ed, but if he could, he would write something about the peace that comes with a quiet night. Something about the way it makes him feel healed, differently to how the sun makes him feel alive, breathing and living after years of fighting the dark.

Fighting with Ed is usually so easy, so light. They fight over food, over Dustin, over who gets to ride the single horse left in the stables. But this is -

"Fuck, fuck, fuck -"

Stefan whirls towards the yelling, reaching out for his mace that - that he left at the inn, damn it!

"Please don't follow me, god, fuck, oh my god -"

Snapping the branch off a tree is going to have to be his move, he needs something weighty enough to hit hard. The sound echoes and Stefan startles when the voice starts getting louder, as if in response.

"I said don't follow me, fucking hell, god why did it have to be bats!" The voice is near and Stefan quietly tightens the straps of his gauntlet. Leather is more effective against bane bites than people expect. He waits behind the tree, listening to the high-pitched screeches of wingbanes that follow after the voice. That's one, two, three wingbanes. "Why couldn't it be demo-worms or something!"

A figure rushes past and Stefan registers a head of curls and black leather before he hears the screeches one more time and spins around the tree, catching one wingbane by the throat and slamming it into the ground.

The screeches rise in pitch and he knows the other two are just behind him, so he plunges the branch into the body of the monster and twists until the cries die out, raising his arm to slam against an incoming wingbane that tries chewing through his gauntlet. He grits his teeth and pulls the branch out of the black blood, swinging it into the other wingbane that tries to reach his legs.

With a roar, Stefan throws the monster on his arm to the ground, slamming his foot on its squishy body and stabbing the branch through its mouth, black ooze bubbling from the wound.

"Holy shit."

Stefan turns but has to dodge the final wingbane that wraps its tail around his arm.

Poor thing.

With a grin, Stefan pulls the monster in by the tail and slams it into the ground right next to its brethren, shoving the blackened branch into its body with a sickening crack. The cries of the beasts die out as the clouds that obscured the moon pass by. He tilts his head, still panting heavily, as he notices the blue tinge to their skin, the absurdly shorter body and longer tail-span.

These are a different breed of wingbanes.

That does not bode well.

"S-Steve? Is that you, man?"

Stefan blinks. Right, of course, they were chasing after somebody. He turns around and inhales sharply when the moonlight casts over a man, sitting on the ground and leaning against a tree with hunched shoulders. His curly hair is covered by a piece of cloth and his clothing is strange, unusually bulky, tight and shiny, but those eyes. Round and dark, even in the sunlight, even in the heat of battle.

"Ed?"

[queenpanpan]

He can have…a little murder…as a treat…

[classysushi]

Reading a couple JFK biographies.

Makes me feel insane revisiting clone high JFK

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

Like just single dad space cowboy Lance au, that keeps rotating in my head, absolute bullshit but just know it is inspired by Smokin Joe Rudeboy by Tom Cardy

[yardsards]

the toh kids, ranked by how likely they are to just straightup bite someone, because the idea seemed very funny to me:

6: vee noceda. she would never bite somebody. like maybe in self defense if no other option were available, but she wouldn't like it one bit. she is precious and must be protected at all costs.

5: willow park. not bc like ~oh she's too nice~ bc nah, she's way more mischievous than the fandom makes her out to be. it's just that biting in particular doesnt seem like her MO. if seriously provoked or in self-defense, she seems more likely to use magic, kick, or punch. if play-fighting, she seems more like the tackling, headlocks, and noogies type.

4: hunter [insert last name(s) here]. (the 2-3-4 spots are all really close, btw). he is a little shit. he is absolutely not above biting someone in any context. it's not his go-to move but he'd absolutely go for it if the situation called for it. he licked luz's hand before, he's not immune to chomping someone's arm

3: amity blight. okay, she was VERY hard to place. i've been switching between 2, 3, and 4 for her. hear me out. she *probably* wouldn't bite for fun, BUT she would absolutely bite at even the slightest provocation. she's a little less likely to do so now than she was back in s1, but she's still pretty likely to bite. i feel it in my heart. also, youngest sibling. the girl bites for sure.

2: luz noceda. darius was correct in his assessment of her when the first thing he said to her was "promise not to bite anyone", cuz this kid DOES bite. she is very chaotic. she has no reservations about tackling people for fun. she's moderately likely bite for any reason: in self defense, when provoked, for fun, etc., so she's a pretty well-rounded contender.

1: gus porter. oh this boy ABSOLUTELY bites. we've seen this boy tear things up with his teeth onscreen. gus would not only bite in self defense; gus would bite someone for FUN, completely out of nowhere and unprovoked.

[fire-feather-flies]

More Ezekiel! Pre-Feral and Feral :)

[taviokapudding]

Good news

Dad appears to be COVID free and we caught the stones forming in his lung capillaries (which is a thing COVID’s infection can do if it loses to continue hiding in the body without proper detection- which is why a ton of people relapse, most MDs didn’t start doing X-rays on the organs of infection after the 10 days until recently and btw if you or your loved ones with COVID/relapses/long COVID haven’t gotten said X-rays or organ screenings you should, immediately) the process to eliminate that without surgery has started. 3% in 1 lung is FANTASTIC given that typically the rate is closer to 30-70% in both lungs for folks my dad’s age (63) a n d over 80% in unvaccinated individuals

Great news

I am still negative

Concerning news

The stress of the last 10 days has caused me to lose hair near my hair line. I need to buy clip on bangs in Jan because that’s going to take a bit to grow back; since my hair ends are dyed a deeper red I may just convert an old wig into a clip on for now

Bad news

Mom tested positive yesterday but her meds are almost out so by Saturday if she’s not negative, we’ll have to take her back to the Dr. She doesn’t technically have COVID but the onset bronchitis that can turn into the infection if the body and medication don’t work.

So I will essentially be stuck in quarantine until Jan 2023 as long as I keep testing negative and don’t show any changes + all the gift and holiday money I had saved up has gone into medications and me making m a n y soups. At least I am going to be a soup making expert - I have made soup almost every other day since Dec 4.

[fceriestcrdst]

me: [worried my teeth partials make me look like a barbie] poe: nah, you're adorable & hot as fuck if that helps

[kocodye]

bro, if you’re a (m*le) magician and you don’t look like this, kill urself

[heavenbarnes]

dear god please I’m begging you on my hands and knees for more ghost soap reader action, you do it so right. I’m feral

“you do it so right” is a crazy compliment you’re going to make me AHHH 🫶🏼 (this is afab!reader btw just no pronouns)

simon knows his friend has a crush on you, didn’t have to be a fuckin’ psychic to work that one out.

it was written all over his fucking face from the moment he met you, still there when you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock.

“oh L.T, that’s fuckin’ nice”

you ignored the fact that, whilst you were the one with johnny’s cock in your throat, it was your boyfriend he’d chosen to speak to. you ignored it because you knew if you thought about it too long, you wouldn’t be lasting.

simon was practicing his patience on the other end of the couch, large hands gripping his thighs so he wouldn’t rip you off your knees and place you straight in his lap.

he was practicing generosity.

johnny had been whinging his ear off about how long it’d been since he’d had a good shag and he’d got a little too bold talking about how good L.T must have it at home.

“bet ye’ open the door and yer’ one s’already fuckin’ kneeling”

“that the first thing ye’ do when you get home? empty a couple loads?”

“gaggin’ for it with you, L.T- i bet”

simon had had enough, mainly because johnny was absolutely correct and he needed to go home and deal with it- but also because it was doing his head in.

the man had enough dirty thoughts about you to power the fuckin’ atom bomb and simon thought it might be worth putting it to work. there was gains to be made on multiple fronts.

johnny had one arm along the back of the couch and the other was at your face, fingers softly stroking your cheek as you made the most deplorable sounds.

somehow, you could make choking on cock a bit cute.

it wasn’t lost on simon the way your back was arching as you forced more of his friend into your mouth, your ass shaking a little bit as you stuck it out.

an invitation.

simon was practicing generosity but that didn’t mean he had to practice total altruism. there were gains to be made on all fronts.

so whilst you were knelt with your palms flat on johnny’s thighs, his hands coaxing your head in a rhythm, simon was on his knees behind you with your trousers around your knees.

two thick fingers took one long drag up your slit, prodding at your entrance and making you jolt forward. the sudden motion had you gagging on johnny, his head tipping back with a thick moan ripping out of him.

part of being so quiet meant simon would never say it, but maybe if you asked him at just the right moment he could tell you that, to him? he had the best view in the house.

best view in the fucking world.

johnny looked the picture of ruin as your spit dribbled down the side of his cock, matting his trimmed pubes to his skin. you were rolling your hips back into simon’s hand, reaching back to spread yourself a little for him.

“patience,” strong hand cracking down on your ass cheek. “you’ll get what you deserve”

your mouth was full but johnny could’ve sworn he heard you mumble “yes, si” around him at the order (it very well could’ve been “yes, sir” he was undecided)

when he didn’t think his evening could possibly get better, johnny felt a moan leave your chest and absolutely choke him up. his eyes flew open and he was met with a sight.

your eyes, squeezed shut and spit fucking flying out the corners of your mouth. simon- L.T on his fucking knees with his mouth buried in your cunt.

he thought he might die.

all the blood that wasn’t currently keeping johnny hard went straight to that spot and soon his head was spinning, resorting to closing his own eyes so he’d be able to make it through the night.

simon ate your pussy like a man possessed, two hands spreading your cheeks and tongue forcing its way into your entrance. pulling back only to spit on your clit before he dove back in.

giving it enough time and focusing on the sweet motions of your mouth, johnny figured it safe to reopen his eyes and take a another glimpse.

fucking silly move.

knelt before him was his L.T handling the biggest cock johnny thinks he’s ever seen this side of the internet, and he’s bullying it inside of your tight cunt.

johnny swears he didn’t mean to moan, it just slipped out the minute simon started to speak.

“hold tight, johnny- this one’s about to sing”

[buckys-estrella]

I had the most delicious dream ab bob floyd and I’ve been replaying it in my head since I woke up