Happy Birthday, Korosensei 🌙

me when i think about the tragic lives of laurance zvahl, vylad ro’meave and/or travis valkrum

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thank you for coming to my ted talk <3

bye ily sAM

Your Ted talk was amazing <3

Bye bye pooks ily2

I had this idea over on Twitter, and I want to bring it here. Anywayss.

So we all know the idea of Limited Life being seen as a bunch of kids playing a game at a playground. And the kids who die and "run out of time" are just the kids who are being picked up to go home. By this thought, that means the so-called winner is the last kid to go home.

Those who have seen it already know Martyn has won. So Martyn, the winner, is the last to leave the playground. So, Martyn is there alone, waiting to be picked up.

And if you want an even angster thought to that. Martyn could be waiting there alone for someone who might never come.

if you like these please credit the original artist! they have more stamps on their gallery, i just posted the ones that are my interests :) go have a look of their work!!!

Pet them.

I've been getting into Obey Me again from years ago. So, I drew my top favorites

I've had this writing for awhile now and I apologize that it's long

At first, Scar thought having this superhero identity would be a fun idea. He never expected it to become a problem for him or any other Hermits. Scar was confused as to why he couldn't remember hours in a day or even days in a month. He only got more confused when Hermits would come to him asking about why they were being "HotGuyed". Scar tried to brush it off, but it was just a thing that bothered him so much.

It was a day when Scar woke up early and got an early start to working on Scarland. He was looking at building, trying to figure out what needed to be added.

Jellie meowed as she was sitting next to him. "I know, right? Something is clearly missing!" Scar talked to the cat. Scar kept thinking, and then he straightened his back. After being in a zombie apocalypse and two Life games, Scar sort of delvoped a sense of knowing when he wasn't alone.

He didn't hear someone call out his name or hear the sound of rockets. It was early morning but not dark enough for mobs to spawn.

"Hello, Scar." Someone spoke from beside him. The voice sounded familiar, it was very much like his own. Scar turned his head to see himself in his HotGuy uniform and obviously very Vex like. It was a bit odd to see HotGuy having Vex features because that's not at all how Scar originally imagined HotGuy. The man grinned, a wicked grin. A grin that was of someone who is villain like and not a hero.

"It's been a while. How about we have a little chat?" HotGuy questioned as he threw an arm around Scar’s shoulder. It felt more like a demand because Scar couldn’t do anything but nod.

FOAMING AT THE MOUTH I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS CONCEPT

get booped!!!!! 🐾

I made two versions of this. Here's the first one

Here's the second

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Barb is aggressively taking over my mind again so pls accept this silly yume doodle while I continue to spiral (・c_,・)💕💕💕