VULGAR BEAST

I'm proud of who I am, can you say the same?

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INDIE ALIEN!SHADOW

WARNING. This blog contains subjects that are unsuitable for younger audiences and those who dislike darker material. This blog can get freaky, but Shadow’s just an alien puppy 🥺 

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[periwinklehog]

oh oh its my boy..my hungry little man.

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[skogs-frun]

Blå V. Photo taken by me.

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REPOST AND LIST 6 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR CHARA

Werewolf Gimmick - The Mountain Goats

The Murderer - Alesana

Black Wave - K.Flay

Have It Out - Mother Mother

The Beast - Austra

Shower - Keaton Henson

& LIST 5 QUOTES THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR CHARA:

Yeah I don't have any.

tagging!!! i don't really know anybody who'd want me to tag them in stuff so. [insert url of you, the reader]

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― · Shadow is not affected by things such as HEATWAVES and sunny days.

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Strokes under his chin - ultimatelife (listen u liked that 1 affectation post ufivgigigig)

DO YOU KNOW WHO'S CHIN YOU'RE SCRATCHING? Are you looking to LOSE your fingers? Shadow has the jaw power to break human femurs, and you want to test that?

Do NOT touch it again.

[geryone]

Saudade, Traci Brimhall

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starhog​:

      Shadow wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting. Not really. While the power he sensed had put him on edge, it wasn’t Eclipse. Eclipse had a very… Particular energy signature, one that Shadow had become quite acquainted with during the course of almost having his ass handed to him, not once, but twice.    It only took him a few more nanoseconds of observing this strange creature to realize that he was staring directly at one of his nightmares.

     Normally, it didn’t go like this. Usually, his perspective was from the point of the monster, as blood from acts unforgivable - forced upon him but he should’ve been strong enough to resist regardless - stains his fur and his flesh, drawing his teeth out to needle-sharp points, unearthing scales and spurs as his already wretched form is twisted more and more to suit the needs of that bastard, that floating piece of shit who wanted nothing more than to ravage the planet Shadow had sworn to protect, to subjugate the people he’d promised to defend and use them as livestock– and Shadow was helpless to do anything but going along with those whims–

  Suddenly snapping back to reality, Shadow was far from soothed by his counterpart’s apparent submission. The hedgehog’s chest had tightened even further, heart hammering as he sucked in quick, frantic breaths. The biohog could hold his breath for over half an hour, but the suffocating sensation of panic still felt the same to him as it would to any mammal.

  A step is taken backwards and the chaos spear is still wielded threateningly. Shadow’s quills are bristling, and thanks to the hedgehog’s shaky management of his own mental faculties, he may have just let that whole internal crisis spill over any potential hivemind link.

      Either way, it’s pretty obvious that Shadow is scared. He’s not very good at hiding it.

― · That look in his eyes, the widening of his blood vessels, the way he trembled, he acted exactly the same as all its victims. He was terrified, because all he saw was a monster. Shadow shifted on its back paw, head plates clacking and vibrating against each other. It had to calm him down, it wanted to talk. Find out why they looked the same. To know why his energy called to out to it.

Why it pulled it in:

Rough rugged paws, a veiny vignette, and a young man pinned down. Blood, blood, blood. Blood spills into its mouth. Scales grow in random blotchy patterns. Someone leans in, their giant scabby hand firmly grabbing its shoulder.

WELL DONE, SHADOW.

― · 'AGH!' It fell back out of this vision onto its rear. It took both ears and pulled them into a painful twist. What was that? WHAT WAS THAT? Why was its heart beating so hard? Why was its head throbbing? Damn it, how much tighter could its chest be? This wasn't a panic attack- it hadn't had one of those in years. No. Where did this sense of terror come fro-

Shadow looked up him. Him. This was his fear it was feeling. Unbelievable. No, completely insane. No, no! He couldn't have that kind of power over Shadow, he just couldn't. He needed to die. He was going to die.

Whatever that spear was in his hand, the beast was no longer afraid of it. Not a single weapon in the world had brought it down, so add this one to the list. It launches an attack and begins to charge up to him, teeth bared.

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new tags just dropped

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Continuation from here. @sxturn-bxrs

Its eyes felt like they were ready to blow out with the amount of pressure building behind them. Lighting struck in the edges of its vision, forcing it to close its eyes tight. But it could still see them even then. The light was in its eyes.

Shadow wheezed and huffed as the pain forces it to lay still. Something metallic and thin, like a fine quill, was sticking out of its shoulder.

'Fine... But Touch Me... and... you'll regret it.'

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notice. if someone just sent me an ask, either you're shadowbanned or it got eaten. sorry.

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anonymous: Vile beast, why has no one slain you yet??

OH, if only that were possible. If death came easy, it would have solved so many problems, would have given mankind peace again. For as long as Shadow lurks on this earth, people will continue to die.

Not that he cares. He is hungry.

Come on you have to try harder than that. He has heard every insult in almost every language imaginable. If the word exists, it's been used against him. Between every beating, every punishment, he's heard it all.

Even being on good behaviour didn't stop them. Because they we're right.

He is a vile beast.

[lannasroleplaymemes]

Destroy My Muse On Anon

Provoke them, upset them, frighten them, make them cry! I want tears and regret and pain and just plain oodles of angst.

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ultimatelife​:

    Its confession brought stillness to his rage. If only for a moment, it brimmed near the edge. Disgust curled his lips; to discover he shared his name with something so pathetic was a travesty. Shadow watched it succumb, crouch itself to the ground while he stood tall, only proved to him as much.

“Who the fuck is they? You’ve got no room for cryptic bullshit. Talk.” He refused to utter his own name to regard the likes of it. It didn’t fucking deserve it. Shadow belonged to him and only him. It was his only anchor against the tide of thoughts. The only shit he remembered, not those who gave it nor those who gave him life.

In its attempt to appease him, it relinquished more information for Shadow to dissect. He needed to know more, but he would never allow himself to seem desperate. He would never disclose, confirm, or deny shit to a possible opponent no matter how weak.

    Shadow was arrogant, but he wasn’t stupid.

― · Ah, but these attempts to appease him were working, weren't they? No matter how brief the dip in the wave, you can still feel the sea settle. And Shadow had caught on. It leaned forward on its toes, head-plates twitching one after the other. Its instinct were right to make it submit: something was working and whatever that was, Shadow would figure it out.

When his ire returned, the plates flattened again. It would continue to placate him, feed him whatever he was looking for. It had had its own questions, now that he was finally here.

― · 'Them, them. The humans who made you. Abused you. Left you so angry.' like me. The creature palmed the grass and scowled. 'Why are you here? If you're here to kill me then get on with it.'

[utopians]

haters see me and say christ what is that

[kinoselynn]

last family left

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ultimatelife​:

He was going to shove this Glock down its fucking throat.

   Restless nights made depraved thoughts louder than the nauseating voice ringing inside his ears. It was how his rage unfurled now, lashing out of spite against the voice that never failed to make him feel like a miserable piece of shit. Efforts to subdue Shadow’s instinct to slaughter only fueled his sadistic nature.

And this shitty situation before him? It rammed him with the reality that others, fucking leeches, waltz around with his face and fucking dared to challenge him?

  Red eyes narrowed to silvers. Shadow stood even and kept his voice leveled while his hand itched to feel the weight of his gun.

Five pops into this filth’s skull. That was all it would take to merc this fool.

     “I am not going to ask you again. There is only one of me, so who are you.”

― · HIS ENERGY IS SCOLDING, yet so cold --- it is nauseating. Confusing. Numbness picks at the tips of Shadows nerves. Nobody with his kind of power had ever directed so much hostility toward it before, and with so little provocation. This was more than alarming, this was terrifying.

The creature recognized the twitch in his fingers. Had seen it many times in the 'fearless,' the ones who thought they could hunt the scary wolf in the woods, who were suddenly struck still by its ghastly appearance. And in the victims that made the mistake of hesitating, because, maybe talking could get them mercy? But when confronting a monster, you never ask questions. You shoot first.

That's not a lesson many get to learn.

― · Shadow, compelled by some deeper instinct, BACKED DOWN. Slowly, slowly, slowly, it lowered into a half crouch. Its head-plates were laid flat and its tail coiled like a snake in the grass. But the eyes never left his.

'My name is Shadow. That is the one they gave to me. As, I'm confident, they gave to you.'