Bloody Stabbing Knife

thehandsofthereaper:

young-golden-eyed-doctor:

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Franken nestled into the touch, snuggling against his old teacher with affection, genuine affection.

"Nein… You are my…

"I think…I think I can sleep now…." The God, satiated and panting, was still tucked within him. But being…

Stein slept soundly through the night, though he protested as Death left him to go get clean. Tossing and turning until that coolness was restored to him.

Curling up against him, the madness ebbing once again. He wrapped his arms around the other and caressed the silken hair kissing that soft sweet smell of love making.

"Shh, shh." Soothing, stroking his shoulders and tucking the robes back around him- it felt better than he deserved to have arms around him. Another soul nearby. Lips pressed against his skin; he bussed those lips with his own once before nestling down.

"Schlafe, Franken," he whispered. "Ich bin hier neben dir. Schlaf."

He smiled in his sleep and his body relaxed again against that cool one. It felt good to be so close to a soul he knew so well.

He nestled to the chilled skin and slept long into the afternoon, fever stealing his waking hours.


young-golden-eyed-doctor:

young-golden-eyed-doctor:

Franken nestled into the touch, snuggling against his old teacher with affection, genuine affection.

"Nein… You are my…

"I think…I think I can sleep now…." The God, satiated and panting, was still tucked within him. But being…

Stein slept soundly through the night, though he protested as Death left him to go get clean. Tossing and turning until that coolness was restored to him.

Curling up against him, the madness ebbing once again. He wrapped his arms around the other and caressed the silken hair kissing that soft sweet smell of love making.


gymleaderkarkat:


What are you so afraid of!?

I’m REALLY sorry but it looks like they’re about to rap battle

gymleaderkarkat:

What are you so afraid of!?

I’m REALLY sorry but it looks like they’re about to rap battle


rumbelleriversong:

ok guys so i need to clean out my gif folder but i have some gems in here so heres what im gonna fo

the first 3337 people to reblog this will get a totally random gif in their inbox

obviously if you dont have your submission box open i cant send you one but ill drop you an ask saying it wasnt open

if i have a gif that goes with your blog i may give you that one

I will do this until im out of gifs to give


shadowofanassassin:

the-stray-liger:

I will be the first one to die but probably because I ran into a wall or tripped or said a bad pun at the killer or something tbh

[So pan comes home to see everyone is dead
and I’m the one who makes it to the end
so i guess it works out for the both of us]

shadowofanassassin:

the-stray-liger:

I will be the first one to die but probably because I ran into a wall or tripped or said a bad pun at the killer or something tbh

[So pan comes home to see everyone is dead

and I’m the one who makes it to the end

so i guess it works out for the both of us]


#petitionforellentobeinfrozen2


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Franken nestled into the touch, snuggling against his old teacher with affection, genuine affection.

"Nein… You are my…

"I think…I think I can sleep now…." The God, satiated and panting, was still tucked within him. But being cradled against that strong chest and feeling that cool breath and strong muscle wash over him, he felt at ease.

He closed his eyes, nestling to the other soaked to the bone in the fluids of lust. And not giving a damn.

And soon, the breathing evened out. And he was sleeping beside his old teacher, his old caretaker, his current friend.


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Percival to Eibon: “Why do you wear a giant E on your chest? I don’t have a giant P and Death doesn’t have a giant….

Oh wait…”


young-golden-eyed-doctor asked: "Madness. Darkness. Like flames it seared around him though he walked a solid plane. All around were fragments- happiness, sorrow, elation, terror, love, agony... This was the Nether. Ever fleeting, tearing at his mind with infinite emotion that lasted only seconds. He could take no more. He ripped himself free onto the floor of his study. The once great knight was ashen faced, trembling, nauseous to the core. He checked the clock. Half an hour. Not bad. He needed a drink."

thehandsofthereaper:

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"Are you done playing in the Nether sandbox, Percival?" Eibon sat at the breat table in the dining hall, legs sprawled out before him and a wine goblet in hand. The day had not fared well for him- seventeen years ago today he had proposed to his beautiful wife- and he was taking the day and everything in it with ill humor. The incarnation of Knowledge had already downed two bottles of potent wine- but it took far more than that to bring a Great old One to his knees, and he had begun on a bottle of enchanted liquor.

"Though I’m impressed you lasted so long. Either your soul is very strong or you’re just a touch stupid."

"When you are a big a big enough dick, sometimes you just turn into a dragon." Percival announced.

Words to live by.

He rolled over and grabbed one of the many layers of fabrics and rolled up in it. “And you are a blanket.”

"… you should have told him that before he turned into a dragon dick," Eibon pointed out. "He needed the reminder." A blink as the outer layers of his robed were rolled up to nestle into, baring… yet another layer of robes. "you look like a cocoon," he pointed out. "Little silkworm cocoon."

"I would not have told him if I knew back then. Because fuck Lancelot. No one liked him. Merlin egged his house once."

He was just a head poking out of a strange roll of fabric. “Look! No arms! No legs! I’m Eibon!”

"… that was Merlin?!" A startled gasp of laughter from him, the god chuckling deeply. "Oh- oh dear. I always wanted to present a gift to whomever did that, I laughed at him for days-"

He rolled his eyes. “You’re drunk, Percival. You look like a worm. A squirmy little worm.”

"I am a squirmy wormy!" He announced rolling further into Eibon’s cloak until he his the weird protruding metal shield on his chest.

"Why do you wear a giant E? Do you thing we will honestly forget how to spell your name? No one else wears giant letters. Like. No one. If they did it would look silly and you would have to avoid standing together for risk of spelling awkward words."


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Franken nestled into the touch, snuggling against his old teacher with affection, genuine affection.

"Nein… You are my friend, that alone deserves thanks." He held the hand to his cheek. "And you are not bad beneath the sheets, or on top of them as the case may be."