Another Thing I Noticed Talking About Eleventh Hour: It’s A Mix Of The Guitar And The Piano. The Guitar

Me and my friend made a silly little thing where it’s just Clone High (college in this case) combined with our hyperfixations. So I bring you: Art major Niko OneShot.

I saw a billboard for Cajun crab cakes on the highway and thought it said Chujin cakes and did a full double take I'm so fucking cooked

I looked kinda like this

Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

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My hottest take regarding OS is that TWM was handled pretty poorly and that their arc of realizing they aren't a tool or simple robot was disrespected by the narrative as they're only really used as a tool to further Niko's story and character along and for sad ending scenes, the character that's whole arc about learning they aren't a tool is only treated as a tool by the game's story.

HOLY FUUUUUUCK LETS GOOOOO THIS IS AWESOME!!!!!!!

i made some fanart ^_^ i seriously love this design!! she reminds me of velma from scooby doo!!! :3

THIS IS SO PRETTY HELLO WHAT THANK YOU

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THANK YOU

@book-casee LOOK!!!!!!!! EVERYONE FOLLOW MINIREZI NOW!!!!!!!!

I love your artstyle thank you so much!! Yippee yippee fanart yippee

Since you did this I shall show you her godtier and her when she was a baby

She's a bit darker here which is purposeful, all she and all of the alpha crew in BB go through a specific arc and it's to show their change ::::D

Then this is her as a baby! She was quite the unhappy baby, seeing time and all

Fun facts about her: She keeps track of things with sticky notes, what replaces her associated element is Sleep, and she still has Bec! Except his name in BB is GCAU- he's a caucasian shepherd dog, and he replaces GCAT's role. You might notice that his name is based off of RNA ::::)

ALSO ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU SO MUCH MINIREZI RGG OH MY GODD

slasher horror: you better not have premarital sex or gerald "the stabber" douglas is gonna getcha

creepypasta: once there was a teen named alex and he was bullied so hard that he and the acid disfigured him so and he started killing everyone so they call him george the attacker

/x/: there was the skinwalker who stole my best friend's voice and then man door hand hook car door

r/nosleep: my wife was hungry for raw meat and then she gave birth to The Satan. he looked me in the eyes and said "don't go outside past midnight or else the eyeless ones might notice." but it turns out i never had a wife or son and the world ended 5 years ago on this very night.

r/twosentencehorror: i ran out of bloodmilk for my cereal. luckily, the creature provides.

mascot horror: this is silly wiggles, the candy giraffe! explore the silly wiggles candy emporium after dark! the secret ingredient is Love™! also the hidden video tapes will reveal that "Love™" is actually the copyright name for the consciousness of tortured children, mixed with the ground organs of factory workers.

indie horror: i can't describe this, there are only 7 pixels so idk what's going on

Interacting with the Selfshipping community on Twitter made me realize how genuinely deluded some people are how it's not just encouraged it actively celebrated.

Lmao since apparently Gehrman can make clothes too and not just weapons imagine like, initially HE makes the clothes for other Old Hunters but they ALL are styled like Doll's clothes cutesy shit like

Healing Church hunters walk on the Gehrman's hunters and see like, Henryk and Valtr and Djura n all sitting at the table having a tea party all in adorable clothes with frills and bows dsfsdfhshfjd

- Hey are you guys SURE this is going to be practical for the hunt

- Shut up and just admit you don't understand what style is!

- ...You should ask Ludwig to design the hunting attire instead

(inb4 Ludwig also walks out looking like a princess too like hey did someone call me :D)

YOU KNOW WHAT??? FUCK YOU * alives your kos *

(Note: English is not my first language forgive me if I have mistakes, honestly writing in English without making mistakes is very hard for me)

My fish posters inspired me to do a thing it’s all based on my headcanons and theories

-the sunlight hurts her part is inspired by ningyo stories

-why I headcanon her as blind is because deep-sea fishes don’t need to see in dark and they are usually blind

- I got inspired by cusk eel to draw her living version

🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

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