Echoes of the First Hunt

(blogstyle oc rp. follow back from akkori-database.) (both mun and muse are adults.)

[goldbornehunter]

Some rando came up after I finished and asked for a picture. Honestly I was surprised by his courage and let him have it.

[silver-hound]

my boyfriend is picking me up and shaking me.

[goldbornehunter]

They’re both making me play this stupid stressful survival game!

I’m not good at this shit.

Doesn’t help every single time I turn my back something is trying to rip a chunk out of it.

AND MY FUCKING HAMMER BROKE MID MAKING A LATERN AND THAT WAS MY SPARE.

[teaboot]

If you didn't want to be assimilated into my found family then you should have killed me when you had the chance

[moonlightsmasquerade]

Nothing better than a human/monster couple where the humans kinda into it when the monster gets scary/more monster-y

[hotelcaiette]

do you ever just wanna sit next to someone and listen to everything they could possibly say about anything ever just because you like their face and their voice and their general existence 

[her-stars]

"you smell good" okay now bite me and tell me I taste good

[mewnbuns]

favourite past time: Kissing!!!!! sometimes i just wanna make out and that’s it

[crimsonboundfate]

I've been told a photo isn't necessary but recommended.

[ close up shot of the pretty lady. ]

[goldbornehunter]

For Fenrir: ∯∯

For Able: ∯∯ For Fleshy: ∯∯

Oh for fucks sak SHut it Mutt they asked abnd we get to answer. Both of you are fighting for fourth place. Let's begin. Host. Fenrir. 1, I'm still holding your cookbook close. I'm hoping one day I can give it back to you. 2, When I watch you fight, it takes everything to stay in my seat and not jump in to join you. Ablefuck. 1, If I could get this stupid bracelet off, it would only take me just a moment to see you broken and bloody. You'd like that wouldn't you? 2, If the window is locked again next time I'm breaking it open to get back inside my room. Fleshy. 1, I am so proud of you and of how far you have come since we last saw each other. 2, I often let my mind wander to the adventure you've had in my absence. What have you seen? What have you done? Who have you met? How often did I cross your mind till that day i tore myself free from my Host's back?

[goldbornehunter]

∯

Every time you make sweet tea it sucks. Seriously I watched you and you did everything right but it still tastes like bitter boiled juice.

[goldbornehunter]

∯

I already have a bad feeling about this but fine here we go. I will never be able to understand what you see in me. Every time I look in a mirror I just see a hungry feral animal.

[lolita-wardrobe]

Lolita Inspiration: Day and Night Song Series

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[cittamemes]

For every ∯ I get I will say/confess something without specifying for whom it is meant

eg:

∯ || You told me once that I was the only person on that team you might consider a friend… I can say now that I should have taken you at your word long ago.

∯ || I wish we had more occasion to speak. I can’t say I’ve ever disliked your company.

∯ || Leave the van Gogh works be; you’re going to give him an ulcer.

[phoub]

*gets on top of you but doesn't do anything and falls asleep*

[dumbest-bb]

I like mine possessive & growly about it

[goldbornehunter]

Permanent M!A Blessing, Split Parts.

Able and Fleshy are able to be themselves apart from Fenrir for three days each week without repercussions to Fenrir himself. Their prior to death boons and physical appearances remain the same, though all changes made to their new bodies will now be permanent too.

This M!A is able to be manipulated by strong outside sources skilled in magic but not until the Grace Period is up, said Grace Period is at least two months from when this ask is answered.

Merry Christmas, I hope you like this gift.

Deep within Fenrir's core there was a shift. To the sleeping wolf this was little more than a tingle in his stomach that caused him to roll from his partners. Nothing yet... But from the golden core of blinding light two growths begin to root. The First, a blood red crimson of a long past butcher. The Flesh, dressed in fine clothes with an air of a self-made man bleeding off each twisted branching path. The Second, an azure sky blue of a lost soldier. The Slaughter, dressed in a plain white tee and dark green cargo pants. The limbs that grow off seem to sharpen and twist into each other, stabbing while growing further out. Soon shall come Fleshy, to walk amongst all again. Always searching for the sources of his next meal.

Soon shall come Able, to laugh in not-his-own scarlet delight again. His cackles shall roam from the streets to the arena.

[goldbornehunter]

I suppose this will be my final post for now. I can feel the sorcery that has allowed me this form ebbing further and further apart as time ever marches forward. I would like to thank those who has allowed me to share this time together albeit brief. It was exciting and I hope that my Host allows me to... continue in one form or another. To Carmina, I thank you for your hospitality, friendship, and your patience with me. You were a breath of familiar air that kept my mind at ease during this fortnight. The last memory that was mine was of dying in your arms. Bled by my apprentice. I am gladdened that this is no longer true as I remember your gleeful smile and not furious frown with the rain that fell upon my face. I shall treasure it forevermore, even when this body has returned to my Host. We will see each other again, and it will be within this lifetime. To Aladriel, I thank you for reminding me the joys of teaching my craft to another. The excitement towards your learning sparked a long forgotten aspiration within me. Remember your lessons, remember my process, and remember this most of all: Cooking itself is a form of magic, and as my apprentice I expect the greatest things from you. By grace and gentle talks I hope we shall continue our lessons just the same. My form will be borrowed, but I shall remain within.