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Commission me, maybe? ko-fi.com/tamslop6810/... #commissions #comms #commprices #opencomms #opencommissions

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he's learning those circuits bro
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some sunshine for trying times
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Don't @ me if I repost this with changes I'm still not quite happy with V2
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Anya means a lot to me personally #mouthwashing #mouthwashinganya #fanart #mouthwashingfanart

#wass cannibal AU .. been thinking really hard about them #oc #originalcharacter #ocart

sighs I forgot bluesky has proper tags
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Wolf stares into Glass' eyes, as he feels his vision clouding over.
"Love you." Glass giggles.
Wolf rests his head against the grated floor of the cockpit. "Love you too." He breathes out, giving Glass' hand one last squeeze.

Glass' shaky hands loosely grip Wolf's sleeves, and he whimpers. He tries to move impossibly closer, to wrap himself tighter around his friend- But they just fall onto their sides in each other's arms, covered in each other's blood. Laughing.

To resist the urge to dig his teeth into Glass' throat, he pulls the man close, crashing their lips together, tasting his own blood in his friend's mouth, and it's intoxicating, almost as much so as devouring his friend whole.

Wolf cups his friend's face and looks down at his pale face, his drooping eyes, blood dripping from his lips, down the column of his throat, imagining how the rapid pulse would feel beneath his teeth. Drink from the source.

Then glass takes the knife, cuts a piece from himself, he doesn't flinch either anymore, and brings it to Wolf's mouth.
And they go on like this for a while. Cutting, chewing, cutting, swallowing, cutting again.

Glass nods lazily. "A little. Still hungry." He looks up into Wolf's eyes, and it breaks something within him.
Wolf takes the knife again, and brings the shaking blade to his arm. He doesn't flinch when he cuts into the flesh, doesn't hesitate to bring the piece of meat to Glass' mouth.

Wolf's breath shakes, and he reaches out, gently wiping the remnants of blood from Glass' lips.
He chews for another minute, before he finally swallows down the flesh. His thumb runs against Glass' bottom lip. "B-better?" Wolf asks, voice shaking.

Like heaven. Like hell. Because it's wrong. It's so fucking wrong. It's disgusting, it's immoral, it's sinful, the way Wolf feels about his friend, how he wants to rip and tear through him. It's destructive and aggressive and all-consuming. Oh how he wants to consume.

Wolf never denies his friend, so he lets glass drop the meat on his tongue. It's warm, soft, bloody, as he holds it between his teeth.
Wolf's heart pounds, horrified by the fact that his hypothesis was correct- his friend is delicious. He tastes like comfort and home and warmth.

but he restrains himself, watching, as Glass cuts a piece of himself, and brings it to Wolf's mouth.
"No, glass, I can't-" Wolf shakes his head.
Glass raises an eyebrow. "Why not? You're hungry." He's always hungry. "You fed me. Eat." He brings the knife closer to Wolf's mouth.

Wolf watches in awe as his friend's blood drips from the wound, the way the knife cuts cleanly through the skin- but he wishes it was his teeth, wishes he could sink them into his friend's skin and bite and chew until there's nothing but bone left, to get rid of the middleman that is his knife-

"You're hungry too," Glass mutters, taking the knife from Wolf's shaking hand, and bringing it to his own wrist. "I'll take care of you."
No, Wolf thinks. Won't be able to stop myself if I taste him, but glass is already cutting through his skin, wincing more than wolf did for his cut.

Wolf watches, not daring to move, to make a noise, even to breathe, as he watches his friend chew on flesh that he'd cut just for him. Glass swallows, and licks the blood from his lip, before meeting Wolf's eyes again.

Wolf feels a pang of regret. Why was that his first instinct? He's disgusting, a monster, a freak for thinking that Glass would-
Glass leans forward, and takes the meat between his teeth, chewing slowly, letting the blood drip down his lip, down his chin.

Wolf doesn't flinch as he digs the blade into his arm, cutting through flesh as his hand shakes. He skewers the piece of flesh with the knife, before he brings it to glass’ lips. “Eat.”
Glass eyes the meat warily. His droopy eyes look up to meet his friend's, before he looks down at the meat again.

Wolf nods. He’s always hungry. “Are you?”
Glass nods. He’s hungry too. They’re two hungry men with no food, but one of these men is sick and twisted, and has an idea.
Wolf reaches for his pocket knife, flicking it open, and then bringing it to his wrist. “Just to stop the pain.”

non-canon oc writing yippee CW: cannibalism. they both die at the end

Alarms blare, warning lights blinking bright red, navigator screen reading only “WARNING - LOW OXYGEN LEVEL”, Like they didn’t know already, like they aren’t curled up on the floor of the cockpit, with shallow, shaky breaths.

He is finally real and on my bag :}
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I made a sticker for my laptop :)
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