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"No, no! It's not my blood!" Volt to his partners, but we all know it’s his. He just healed already. ;p
[Blood, blood, and some more blood! | Accepting!]
Bless' eyes flickered between the crimson stains on the hybrid's fur, and the splatters of it on the floor. If he had to guess- a fight had taken place in the Inn's main lobby, but he hadn't been around to witness it. No, he'd run back from a jog just in time to come across the bloodied form of his boyfriend, brows crinkling in slight suspicion and concern.
"...are you sure?..."
"Oh thank Chaos." Node had been listening to music while they worked on cleaning the kitchen- and had only heard the last crack of the door slamming shut after everything had gone down. One hand was over their chest, their tail fluffed up as if they'd just stuck it in an electrical socket- but slowly, the fur was beginning to relax back down. "...do you want some help cleaning up?...you look...." Well. Bloody.- But Node wasn't sure if they should say it aloud. "...rough..."
An ear twitched at Bless' own question. Nope- nope- they didn't even want to think about it being Volt's blood. The idea that they'd barely been a room or so away, while he was being hurt---?
"...gimme a sec, I'll have the floor clean in no time." Even if he was- doubtful- of Volt's assurances...it would be best not to press for Node's sake. Besides- he didn't have any noticeable injuries...so he'd call that a win. "Are you okay?" Even though he was a moment from speeding off to get materials to clean the floor with- he just...he wanted to make sure.
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The vampire hovered over his kill, his breathing was heavy and his body trembled as the rain trundled down his stained face. Solanine had lost control from getting into a fight with some prick at the bar..One thing lead to another and something just snapped..the blood lust was triggered and he couldn’t contain himself. Sol’s eyes quickly faded from their golden brown hues to pitch black with a red center. His vampiric nature was peaking through.
—-Once that man had left the building that is when Sol made his move, he dragged the bastard down into the alleyway and tore into his neck. Blood splashed all along the young vampires face and throat..he was a work of art.
But this didn’t satisfy him. Oh no.
He wanted more..much more. It had be far to long since the young vampire consumed human blood.
“An entire family shall suffice..” He couldn’t help but chuckle evilly under his breath.
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Awww no am sorry to about that! I would've love to see it :(
oOoOO en serio?? 👀 I'd honestly love some more Hermandad obscura, maybe the g!brotherhood deciding what to do w tiny Quackity (or who will get to nom him sksksk) lotsa angst! :D
Or if we feeling fluffy, t!Vegetta and g!Rubius having a canon typical silly argument, so basically this;
(but g/t and Vegetta ends up grounded XD)
Btw you can request some Karmaland as well! :] I never get to write them and I'd love to (just know I didn't watch much of 4 and I mostly know the main guys of 5)
I'm finally answering this!! I'm sorry it took so long! D:
I decided to go with the first option, although, in this first part, from the dark brotherhood, only Rubius appears. The rest will appear in a future, anyways, hope you enjoy :]
TW: Safe/HARD vore, blood, cannibalism mention (kinda), fearplay
It had been a few weeks since Rubius suspected something was lurking around his house. He thought it could be a carnivorous or omnivorous animal, since it apparently liked to eat pieces of his meat.
He usually woke up with various wounds on his hands, ears, or neck, and although he wasn't particularly interested in knowing what this creature was, it bothered him to have to constantly use a regeneration potion.
And one day, the straw that broke the camel's back fell. He was not going to forgive him for this.
The fucking creature had torn up the photo of his deceased 8 year old son, Brayan! Rubius began to place quite a few traps around the house. He would catch that creature without hesitation.
Once he placed them all, he put on his dark brotherhood outfit and left the house. He had to work, he would be able to see if the creature had fallen into any of the traps when he returned.
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Quackity slowly came out of hiding once the 'human' left the house. The little duck-hybrid Borrower carefully walked around to confirm that the 'human' was gone.
Once he was able to confirm that the bear was gone and wouldn't be back for a few hours, he began "borrowing," collecting some things he needed.
It didn't take him long to get everything, but when he was going to go back, he couldn't move. Quackity should have watched where he was stepping on...
He looked down in horror, seeing that both of his feet were caught in a glue trap. He used both hands to help his legs to try to get his feet out of the glue as soon as possible.
It would be really bad if the 'human' found him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get away from the trap. He even thought about removing his feet from the slippers, but good luck was not on his side as the trap was so deep that it had stuck up to his shins.
He continued trying to get away, not realizing that a few hours had already passed, which meant that... The main door opened and in a few seconds it closed again. Footsteps approached towards the place where he was trapped.
He looked up, his eyes widening in fear, staring in terror at the black mask with a completely white smile and bright, scary red eyes. The 'human' was back.
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Rubius let out a sigh as he finally returned to his house. He opened the door and without removing his mask or suit yet, he entered, closing the door once inside. He headed to his room, the place where he set one of the many glue traps, although he didn't think he had caught the creature.
However, he was quite surprised when he saw that something actually fell into the trap. A large smile formed behind his mask, as he stepped closer to the creature.
"Well well, what do we have here, huh? The disgusting creature that ate pieces of my flesh and tore up my son's photo, has turned out to be an insignificant borrower..." he said, still smiling behind the mask, while his hand grabbed the borrower and pulled him out of the trap, not caring at all that he was harming him.
The borrower squirms trying to get out of Rubius's grasp. The bear hybrid let out a laugh, bringing the borrower closer to his face. “Squirming is not going to help you at all, you are wasting your energy.”
Rubius thought for a few minutes about what he should do with the little duck hybrid. Soon, an idea crossed his mind, the smile he had behind the mask, widening. He lifted his mask slightly, just enough so that his mouth was visible.
"You know? I have an idea about what to do with you.” The borrower continued to squirm in fear. “Since you have eaten pieces of meat from my hands and ears, I will do you the same favor.”
The duck hybrid froze, terrified. Rubius brought him closer to his mouth as it opened, showing his sharp, completely white teeth. The bear hybrid put one of Borrower's small legs in his mouth, closing it around the leg. He licked it for a moment before biting the leg hard.
The borrower let out a cry of pain when Rubius bit his leg, now moving him away from his mouth and placing him on the table for a few seconds while he chewed the leg inside his mouth, he did not want the borrower's blood to stain the floor.
Once he was satisfied, he swallowed, humming lightly. "You're tastier than I expected... We should do this more often." The duck hybrid looked at him terrified, while Rubius picked him up again.
The bear hybrid simply popped him into his mouth, sucking on the small body for a few seconds before swallowing it whole.
Rubius let out a sigh of satisfaction as he felt the borrower enter his second stomach. He took a regeneration potion and once he was sure it had taken effect, he took a healing potion. He wasn't going to let the little duck die just yet.
Not when he had just started.
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starter for @bitbrumal's Tsaritsa! || thanks so much for liking my starter call! (o´▽`o)ノ please enjoy this unhinged, battle-hungry maniac aslfkjdfkd I am so sorry for everything about him
Another mission complete meant another opponent defeated. Another inferior life taken: that of a feral beast, this time, but no less formidable for its lack of humanity. Could the same be said for the Abyss-tainted Harbinger himself? Smears of vivid crimson formed a trail to where Childe knelt before the Tsaritsa's throne. The same color stained his clothes, though most of it was not his own.
"The drake that's been hindering our supply lines in the North has been slain, Your Majesty," he reported with audible glee. Reaching into his coat, he withdrew one of the dragon's talons as proof of his orders fulfilled. Dried blood caked the wicked curve, the shape of it a perfect match for the tear in his coat and the puncture gouged deep into his left shoulder. Hot rivulets leaked down his arm beneath thick layers as he held out the talon as if it were an offering, but Childe showed no sign of pain. "Our agents will no longer have difficulty transporting their cargo."
The fist of his free hand rested over his heart: pious and loyal. However, the clenched fingers that formed it trembled with the thrum of the void in his veins. Restless. Howling for another fight.
More blood, more fighting, more death, let me k i l l—
When he dared lift his gaze to the Archon, that insatiable fire smoldered in the slates of his eyes. "Have you something else for me to kill, Your Majesty? I am your weapon to command."
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