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Steve McGarrett has it all. A great job, amazing friends and family, a beautiful fiancé he loves more than life itself, he's never been happier... but what happens when his ex comes back into his life asking for Five O's help??
WARNING/S: Police procedure, criminal activity, violence, blood, torture, death, language, medical procedures, smut and explicit sex. MINORS DNI
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Ahsoka only survived through childhood cuz she had Scary Dog privlage.
#they do in fact bite#bonus pts if she had to tame said dog not to attack her#ahsoka tano#bo katan#asajj ventress#anakin skywalker#star wars#clone wars
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Imagine: Omegaverse AU where Ghost had his scent gland cut out by Roba.
Ghost barely survived it, and now he doesn’t have a scent of his own. He’s never tried, but it’s a logical assumption that he won’t be able to sustain a mating bond, either. He can usually pass his lack of scent off as just using the scent suppressants military members almost always use on missions, but it’s harder during downtime when there’s not such a need for them.
Ghost is close to Soap, flirting and bantering with him constantly, *likes* him, but he never outright tells him. He likes Soap’s scent, too, an odd but alluring combination of citrus and a hint of gunpowder—one would think the two scents together would be disgusting, but when it’s Soap, it’s not.
Ghost keeps the mask on to hide, and doesn’t lift it even to eat when others are around. It’s kind of a pain sometimes, really, and he’s considered being done with all the bullshit and just taking it off, but then Soap would know. He wants the bond and affection between them to last. It’s fucked up to lie to him, but Soap won’t want him when he finds out Ghost can’t actually bond with him, and Soap is the closest he’s been to someone in years.
Soap, while slightly skeptical of Ghost’s unwillingness to take off the mask, doesn’t entirely connect the dots and just thinks Ghost’s scent suppressants work amazingly.
Until the day Ghost sustains a head injury on a mission, that is. He’s losing blood fast and Soap can’t see a thing with the mask on, and he just barely convinces Ghost to take it off so he can staunch the blood flow better. Soap gets him patched up enough that he won’t bleed out on the way to exfil, but with the danger now past, he notices the deep, unmistakable scar of a botched scent gland removal on Ghost’s neck.
After Ghost is treated in medical, he makes an effort to avoid Soap, simply not wanting to bother with his pity or disgust.
He knows Soap liked him back at one point, but if they had ever gotten that far, they’d never be able to actually bond. Soap deserves a real mate.
Soap catches on by the end of the first day that Ghost is avoiding him, but Ghost is elusive if he wants to be, and Soap doesn’t catch him in the man’s favorite smoking spot on the roof until a week later.
Ghost hears him coming, but doesn’t pull his mask back down. Soap’s seen the scar anyways, so it doesn’t really matter.
“Long time no see, Lt,” Soap says.
Ghost doesn’t reply and takes a drag from his cigarette. He shouldn’t have let himself get so close to Soap, because he knew it’d go to shit once he found out about the scar. People usually date to bond. Ghost can’t do that.
Soap stands next to Ghost.
“Care to share?” Soap asks. Ghost hums and gives the cigarette to Soap, and they silently pass it back and forth until it’s a stub.
“Gonna tell me why you were avoiding me?” Soap asks, blowing out the last puff of smoke. “Kinda rude to vanish on someone like that.”
“Figured you’d know that one,” Ghost replies.
“If it’s about—“
Ghost cuts him off. “It is.”
“So you’ve been flirting with me and didn’t think to mention it? I’ve been wanting to fuck you for the past six fuckin’ months,” Soap says, sounding irritated. “Kiss would’ve been nice, too.”
“I didn’t because I knew you’d act like this,” Ghost says, pointedly ignoring the fact that Soap just admitted that he likes Ghost—or that he did at one point, anyway.
“So you like me?”
“Yes,” Ghost says, “but I think you can find someone that’ll be able to keep a bond.”
“It doesn’t make a difference,” Soap says resolutely. “I want you anyway.”
Ghost doesn’t scoff, but he sort of wants to. Of course it makes a difference.
“Just drop it, Soap,” Ghost says.
Soap does, for about ten seconds. Then he grabs Ghost by the collar and kisses him hard, smashing their lips together and biting at Ghost’s lips. Ghost kisses back just as hard, savoring how their bodies feel pressed together, hands gripping at each other’s clothes and skin.
This won’t last, but Ghost will take what he can get.
#Ghost and Soap could be any combo of alpha and/or omega tbh#I feel like it works either way#I’m imagining this as an eventual happy ending#Bonus if Ghost *can* be bonded with but Soap just has to renew the bite often ;)#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#ghoap#soapghost#ghostsoap#call of duty#cod#lemonwrap writes#drabble
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Batman doesn't cover his full face with the cowl because backup plan #73b includes strategic biting. imagine fighting Batman and he just leans forward and takes a chunk out of your neck. you're telling me that wouldn't stop any and all fighting right then and there?
#bonus intimidation points if he swallows it#the intimidation factor outweighs the potential bloodborne pathogens#plus he's got post exposure meds at home#he's gonna bleed all over his chin with billy's ear still hanging out of his mouth#and everyone is going to fold#batman#bruce wayne#dc#is this about hannibal or batman? who's to say#bonus points if the whole batfamily is like this#they BITE#they bite when cornered
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unmasked and ready to cause problems
#spider man: across the spider verse#spider man: into the spider verse#spider punk#spider noir#hobie brown#peter benjamin parker#tried to give him his own look#a little younger a lot nerdier yknow#the fact that he wears a turtleneck gets me every time#like girl!!! crime fighting in a sweater and a waistcoat AND a trench coat????#iconic. wish i could#in the og comics AND in the two second glimpse of him in itsv he has glasses#i guess he wouldn’t need them after the bite..#but i like them sooooo#bonus hobie bc i love drawing him and bc they are a package deal. to me#Do Not Separate Them
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They should give us a moment in season 2 where someone partnered pulls up with a random bite mark on their neck and when gets asked they just hint at their partner and everyone is like "okay damn, good for you" and then it never gets talked about again.
The same way they never really explained anything omega/alphaverse related in season 1 😌
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more laughingstock pleaseee? 💙 💚
Yes Yes Yes i have this very small soft scribble to offer <3
#if caterpillar not meant to be held... why so narrow....#that combined with the fun fact of 'barnaby bites out of affection' and Ough The Ultimate Fluff In My Heart Of Hearts#i just. their size difference makes me insane#i think about it for more than a second and Oh I Have Stopped Breathing <3#grrrr RAH RAH AGH OUGH i cant i cant#scribble salad#rambles from the bog#laughingstock#barnaby x howdy#howdy x barnaby#them being so so affectionate with each other is so important to me#like in my head they are Always making some sort of contact#they are mutually like 'hi i love you! you're my personal arm rest / recliner / pillow / etc!'#i think if they had to remain separated but in the same space for more than a minute they'd both break down#no pda in the bodega Does Not Extend To hand/shoulder touches thankyew. or the closet#SORRY SORRY DERAILING MY OWN POST AS USUAL#i just have! many thoughts and emotions about them! consider this as Bonus please!#if barnaby held howdys waist... his fingers would probably touch...#ohhhhhhh minecraft damage noisessssssss im Deceased i am Dead i have Died Violently#i Exploded into blood and viscera and teeny tiny balloon animals and heart-shaped glitter <3
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Its late and im tired so please excuse if this doesn't make sense but lately, I've been thinking about Angry Aredhel must have been
Like realistically, when has this woman made a single decision about her future for herself, and in the few times when she did, when did it not end in tragedy
She must have been so angry, so frustrated and wrathful at her lot in life. She was meant for other things, greater thing! She was a disciple of Orome, the Maiden in White, one of the best hunters in his group along with her cousin.
Yet here she is, caged and trapped like a pretty little canary in a wire house. Stolen from her purpose because of her eldest brother's blind loyalty, her father's stubborn pride, her second oldest brother's blinding grief, and her baby brother's terminal bravery. She's across an ocean, escaped one cage for another by her tormentor and abuser posing as a husband.
The bastard won't even name their child.
She must have be so angry, stuck in that endless darkness, the forest must be such a familiar landscape but so different, twisted and wrong like looking into a warped mirror.
Shes grieving outside her "home" one night, having managed to convince the trees to part their branches just enough that she can glimpse a star or two so she can bask in the starlight. Its been a year since the birth of her son, and nothing has changed. Eol won't look at the boy, and she can feel herself drifting. Without the ability to see the passage of time, without the Light of the Trees or with the Sun and Moon chasing each other across the sky, things are blending together and she feels adrift.
At least when they crossed they ice, they were able to watch the stars move across the endless dark.
The starlight warms her skin, as weak and distant as it is, so she basks. With her eyes closed and face tilted up she feels like a lizard in the mid day sun. Behind her, she hears a noise, a twig being deliberately stepped upon. Aredhel whips around, raising her glowing lichen lamp, wondering if its her husband or one of his servants come to take her back. She feels a little feral at the idea of being dragged away from the pitiful starlight.
A wolf, with a pelt as crisp and clean as the snow dusting Himring's mountain top, slinks into the soft glow. Its fur takes on an almost sickly colour in the green luminescence. The wolf settles at the edge of the light, resting on its haunches as it observes her.
Aredhel thinks she's beautiful, for it is a female wolf. Even in the weak lamplight the beast's silver eyes seem to glow on their own, piercing her very fea and enticing her to come forward, to come closer. There is a power within the she wolf, one Aredhel craves.
The white beast introduces herself as a member of Orome's hunt, and Aredhel believes it, for the she wolf looks like the perfect hunter. The wolf asks her what she, as a fellow hunter, is doing out so far away from her kin and cub.
Momentarily surprised by the ability to speak, for not even Huan can speak so freely, Aredhel responses. She shares her desire for light, her frustration with her "husband," and how she wants a different life for her son. She never wanted this, and she wishes she had the ability to take control of her own fate.
The wolf is sympathetic to her plights, and offers to help her free herself and her child.
"You do have the ability to change your own fate, young one. Asking for help is something no one else could have done for you."
So Aredhel leads the wolf back to Eol's house. They walk through the entry way, both hunters are silent as the dawn as they go. Aredhel heads towards the master bedroom, but hesitates at the door. She can see Eol on his side of their bed, snoring lightly as he does. She hesitates, seeing a vision of what will happen once he realizes she's gone. Fire, doom and death follows her, poison and a flash of fang would flicker in him before he strikes her down for disobedience, for stealing away the son he won't even name.
The wolf nudges her aside, ghosting past her into the room. Aredhel's throat closes up and she slinks away, heading towards Lomion's nursery. She leaves to go strap her sleeping infant son to her chest, then grabs some supplies from the kitchen in a bag. Not even hearing a mouse skittering in the walls, let alone her wolf companion, she steels her nerves to check the master bedroom one more time.
As she passes her bedroom, she can see through a crack in the door and her breath freezes. Standing over the now corpse of her husband, maw dripping red from the freshly torn out throat, the white wolf looms. Aredhel stares transfixed, she can almost taste the blood between her own teeth, feel the rush of the kill, ache of her gums as tendons and tissue would rub against them. The wolf turns to look at her, silver eyes wild, white fur stained with her kill. Aredhel feels the air return to her lungs, she feels lighter and free, a little giggle slips past her lips and the wolf peels back its lips and bares its dripping fangs in a smile.
Aredhel leaves the house, fleeing on foot and all the while she can hear the wolf following her, keeping pace and shadowing her in the darkness, and at some points, ahead of her, leading her out of the woods. Running like this, oh she hasn't done this in years!. The wind snapping at her hair, branches and leaves kissing her cheeks and arms, the rush of a completed hunt with another one ahead of her feels like her first real breath in a long time. It feels like days later, and seconds, heartbeats, when she can see the treeline, dawn's hazy reddish glow peaking through the trees.
Aredhel gives a joyful cry and runs faster. That laughter bubbling up inside of her finally bursts past her lips once she breaks the treeline. The sun on her skin is warm and bright and all she wants to do is laugh and cry and scream until her throat is raw and her tears run dry. But she has to keep moving, she has Lomion still with her, and she is too close to the woods to feel truly safe yet. She walks north, and east, not really knowing where she's heading but knowing that she'll cross into her cousins' land soon. As she walks, she soon realizes that she hasn't seen or heard from her she wolf in a while. Stopping, Aredhel turns to look back, but no where can she see that brilliant white coat, or any tracks that look like wolf paws. She squint, looking back at the distant treeline and sees nothing but shadow. She mourns for her companion, wishing she could have wished her well or at least thanked her for her help. She wonders if Orome set the wolf to free her, not wanting to see one of his hunters in chains.
Its about mid morning when she comes across some of her cousins men, and they're horrified. They ask if she's ok, of she's hurt, they take her to a nearby stream even though she insists she's fine, that she wants to see her cousins.
When she sees her reflection she's scared for a moment. All she can see it blood, dried and crusted down her throat, staining her lips and chin. There is red all along the collar of her white dress, her sleeves, but her hands are clean, and so is her son still asleep strapped across her chest. She looks into her reflection, not yet comprehending. Silver eyes that seem so familiar stare back above the red, above the proof of her freedom.
She bares her bloody teeth in smile.
#Aredhel#silm#silmarillion#Maeglin#i think it would hot if Aredhel pulled a finrod and ripped out eols throat#with her bare teeth like Yes Please Queen Slay lmao#Celegorm is so proud when he finds out like Lmao Still Got It Cuz!!!!! and a bonus new free nephew!!!!#Curufin is disgusted he is related to these ppl but also is supportive of Aredhel going ape shit like she deserves#she chipped some of her teeth on thr bite so like the loving cousin he is curufin makes her mithril fangs#maedhros screams into his hands when he finds out but is also proud. so is fingon! thats his Baby Sister!!!#Lomion grows up Normal and Loved and Nolo adores him and is glad to have a sensible heir for when#fingon inevitability leaves them to marry Maedhros. whenever they get around to it.
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My angel, my pride and joy, my beloved AKA the Good Hunter Ruza lmao 🧡 ft. Her Lost Chikage and her fun outfit from these screenshots! + some lil headshots of her in the Yharnam Hunter Garb, a look I also care Deeply About ✨️
#sin scribbles#bloodborne#good hunter#good hunter bloodborne#hunter bloodborne#bloodborne oc#bloodborne oc ; ruza#(ITS DONE CAN U BELIEVE IT I SURE CANT!!!!)#(yes. i repeat. this was largely inspired and enforced by me playin d/m/c5 again. LOL.)#(look.......is it my fault my favourite games happen 2 both be about monster hunters with cool swords???)#(anyways whatever AHEM *shuffles notes*)#(i do rly like ruza in the knights garb tbf its fun and flashy. especially in game where everything is dark af)#(very fun to draw. but i prefer her in the actual hunting garb so THATS WHAT WE STICKIN WITH.)#(at least for now idk my mind changes like the weather sis thats largely why i havent given her a new ref sheet)#(or posted her new bio bc tbh im cursed!!!)#(as soon as i post a ref or a bio i immediately want to change it all. so. i just wont LOL)#(if yall still curious about her u can just send an ask or a dm or smth i dont bite 😂)#(this was supposed to be a sketch sheet can u tell i lied deceived played myself to filth)#(bonus cainhurst armor look bc i love that set SOOOOO....much)#(watch out yall sin is back at it with her nonsense cloth physics again)
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putting gender neutral characters in my things and watching Every Gamer assume that they're male
#killl maul killll bite#bonus points if it's to un-gayify a ship#i'm also a gamer btw so i cant be gamerphobic
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So... those catboy cosmetics huh?
#The workshop cosmetics are killing me#I’m gonna do another purely for scout but for now uh... spy#and bonus scout#also it took me forever to edit the speech bubbles out of the background on the last one#tf2 spy#spy tf2#tf2 scout#scout tf2#my edit#Mon pauvre petit miau miau#mon chat bâtard#They are going to scratch and bite and climb the curtains
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Hanguang-Jumpkick
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#xue yang#lan wangji#blood#This was supposed to be no.69 but I forgot that I don't number the bonus episodes B*( In my heart it's 69.#LWJ hasn't had dialogue in 10+ comics but that's because his mouth has been busy biting and ripping and tearing into flesh#He and LXC never fought as children so he has all this pent up rough and tumble energy he needs to let out#A LWJ does not hunt for sport. A untamed LWJ hunts to protect his territory and a tamed one hunts on command#however it is very hard to get the loyalty of a LWJ. One must prove themselves worthy by demonstrating acts of standing up for justice#once a LWJ chooses you then he will stay by your side forever.#He will need daily nutrients in the form of head pets. Do not let him starve#I had a lot of alternates for the third panel line. Hanguang-jun-jitsu. Going for the Hanguang-jugular. Hanguang-judge jury and executioner#Hanguang-june means Hanguang-jokes
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My only real hc is that Pump is one of those feral 8 year olds that fucking BITES people
Like look at this guy. You can't tell me he hasn't gotten in trouble for biting at least one person
#bonus points because Lila is fighting tooth and nail to make sure Skid doesn't pick up the habit#her kid can have glowing eyes and float and summon horrific beasts all he wants#but she draws the line at him fucking biting people#spooky month
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ok i know i'm already being self-indulgent with giant!ghost but consider if i be even More self-indulgent with
borrower!soap 😳
#a 4'' tall scottish menace with the same penchant for crafting & making shit explode 🤩#jumping off of shit & giving ghost a heart attack every 5 seconds#bonus if he's the cute mousey kind of borrower with a lil tail#& he BITES#munching#cod#g/t#g/t cod#simon riley#john mactavish
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AXIS MUNDI .
&&. SCIFI X FANTASY X POLITICAL INTRIGUE / ORIGINAL SEMI-PRIVATE RP
THE SYNOD OF DICIONIS DRAWS BLOOD; THE CITY'S LEADERS CRUMBLE. AXIA SPLITS AT ITS SEAMS, AND THE BEAST-PLAGUE NIPS AT YOUR HEELS.
TELL ME, DO YOU THINK YOUR GODS STILL BELIEVE IN YOU?
[ GUIDEBOOK / INTEREST FORM ]
A NOTE: hi, hello! as you can see, this isn't really my usual content -- there are games cooking in the oven, but otherwise i've been spending a fair amount of time on the good ol' jcink forums, and i figured some of you might be interested in this kind of thing.
come join us! we're currently wrapping up a major site event and entering the next plot arc, so there's no time better to hop into the chaos than now.
[ ! ] AN UNEXPECTED INVITATION :
the CANDIDATE entreats you meet him in a lounge of his choosing — something close to the border, dim-lit and discreet. his hair is as red as a hunter's moon and his smile curves like a scythe, and he's watching you over the rim of a glass with eyes as pale as a wintry licyran sky.
"there's a storm brewing," he says. you've heard of it too, something that stews in the undercity heavy as smog, sinks under the skin of the upper city like rot. "i thought you might be interested."
"besides…" a tilt of the glass. "the betting pool's grown stale, don't you think?"
#cer talks#not if#jcink rp#jcink site#jcink premium#fantasy rp#scifi rp#queued#feel free to rb this !#feel like ive forgotten how to tag wtf#hiiiiiii this is so unrelated to . u kno. Stuff. but it Is writing !!#and i figured theres some overlap in the communities so u kno . if u wanna try stuff out..... :3#nothing quite like the adrenaline rush of writing ur blorbos with other ppl u feel#ft. a bonus / optional plot hook from my oc to urs if u wanna bite heho
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Biting as a love language BITING AS A LOVE LANGUAGE
YOU. YOU GET IT
Foul Legacy playfully nipping at your hand when you ruffle his hair, his sharp fangs scraping lightly at your skin. he never bites hard enough to draw blood (at least not intentionally), softly nibbling your fingers with a gentle trill, his tongue occasionally giving your palm a cheeky lick. it's rough, like a cat's, but he's so careful that it doesn't bother you at all, and he gives you an affectionate headbump of appreciation afterwards. sometimes if he wants your attention, he'll also lightly bite your clothes, tugging them gently until you turn and ask him what's up, grinning when he chitters in delight
you also start biting him too, although you can bite a bit hard since you can't do any real damage to his armor. it's a great stress reliever, being able to gnaw on something without damaging it, and Legacy's more than happy to let you idly bite his wrist or something. occasionally you'll jump up to hang onto him, biting his shoulders as a greeting, and he squeaks in surprise before letting out a series of chirps and trills, lifting you in his arms and giving your cheek a small lick- it's one of his versions of a kiss, and he purrs happily when you smooch his cheek in return, spinning you around in delight
#genshin impact#childe#tartaglia#foul legacy#foul legacy childe#genshin tartagalia#genshin childe#genshin tartaglia#chit chat#anon#and bonus it keeps you from biting your nails if that was a habit#legacy's super gentle when he nibbles your fingers#it also carries over to childe because sometimes he just goes over and noms your cheek#gently pulls it like it's mochi#he thinks you look so cute like that#short scenario#other's stuff#good evening :)
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