#or help him

[purplishbones]

Chilling with alternate version of you 300 turned running away turned whaaaaaaat

[nestwreckerrr]

CW under the cut for body horror / blood (a general depiction of what happens when he's forced to shift)

Putting him through it. Because why not (he's immediately terrified and growling at people or yelling at them to get away after he's fully turned because he does not want to injure another person and have them infected with what he's got). May draw him being comforted or going even more insane from being stabbed, who knows

[winterexinferna]

“я готов отвечать”

[getusedtoitsover]

Abuse TW

This has been in my drafts since May 15th but I decided again publishing it

Spent the last three hours getting my mentally ill, abusive father threatening, choking, and trying to kill both my mother and sister on video. As I was shaking and crying trying to record all of this I asked my mom if I should call the cops and he had the nerve to tell me call them as if my mother and sister would be the ones facing consequences for “pushing his buttons” when I literally just filmed him holding my sister in a chokehold raving about how he was going to “murder someone in this house tonight” 

[shitlinguistssay]

So maybe it’s a dumb question, but what’s happening to Shia’s livestream while he’s in jail? Can we do something to help continue it?

[thelanternwretch-archive]

Another Victim (Open Call)

The woman was cornered. She had heard her boyfriend yelling at her to run and not look back, so she listened, ignoring his unintelligible screams as she tried to put distance between whatever that... that THING was and herself. She thought she had done a good job until she turned a corner and hit a dead end. 

“Dear, oh dear.” Thresh breathed, his jaw hanging open as he cackled, the empty sockets blazing with unfurled emerald light as he slowly advanced on the defenseless girl. “Abandoning your mate to save your own hide? How disgusting. I’ll make sure you can never run to save your selfish ass ever again.” He enjoyed seeing her ball up and whimper, to beg for him to stop, to leave her alone.

“But we haven’t even begun.” He hissed happily, his arm reeling back, scythe at the ready. “And if you won’t come to me, I’ll make you.”

[protectprescott]

This just in:

I still love Nathan Prescott and I still think he deserved better.