EVERYONE CALM DOWN CHAPTER 7 IS OUT I REPEAT EVERYONE CALM DOWN

There's smth about Jade that makes him have a cat like face. Especially when he's next to his momma. I feel like it's the eyes but idk. Spread the cat Jade propaganda.

he looks so polite next to mama leech

Ok ok hear me out, a genshin dancer au-

I think I need to write this no no no I need to write this, like I was listening to Americano and kinda just envisioned it.

The beat of the music slowly starting up, feeling the rhythm bounce of the walls, drum along with the twist and turns of limbs. Their laboring breaths trying to steady from the fast pace of their movements. Both bodies intertwined oh so deliciously, like a cruel beautiful devils tango. His broad chest perfectly aligned with their back. The warmth clinging to one another as they were pressed snugly together, matching the intimacy of the music. Leaning almost impossibly closer, feelings his loose stray hairs tickle the side of their face.

"We're a wonderful pair, don't you think? ", for added effect they push of each other as the beat drops.

Chuckling he eyes their movement, synching without even a second thought. Letting a huff loose at his unbearable lunacy. The music abruptly stops, signaling to the class that it was time to discuss criticism.

With a clenched jaw, they hiss "You wish". Turning so fast he was sure they might of gotten a whiplash, they march away to regroup. Eyeing the curve and dips of their body he turns his gaze away before anyone can catch on. Smirking to the audience, shrugging, making his way to regroup as well.

LIKE AHHHH U CAN'T TELL ME U DON'T SEE IT 😭😭 someone send help, idk if I can go on like this. Any thoughts? Maybe prayers???

Happy Halloween! I bring you shitpost

I doesnt have enough Ramsey for Rook, Riddle and Jamil

How would you react? (reblog and tell me for part 2 >:3)

SYOP MC LITERALLY GOES FROM

MC: GIVE ME THAT GODDAM WOOD, and the ✨cute magic paint ✨

am i the only one who found it funny that Yuu/MC has to beat npc's and the twst cast ass for some furniture materials? i imagine then coming home one night like...

Grim: Fgnnya? Yuu where have you been at this late hour?

Yuu, disheveled with a bloodied nose and carrying woods: Grim. i can finally build the fireplace and new window

Grim: what the--

AHAHAHSHS AND LIKE THEM LOSING TO YUU BRUHH

NPC: PLEASE SPARE ME!!!

Yuu: HAND OVER THE FUCKING WOOD. also add 5 pink cute paints in that

I also like to think that Crowley gave the prefect premission to beat up his students for the materials because its either Yuu is too broke to buy from the hardware and he isn't going to pay for it or let the Prefect discipline his students lmao

srsly tho whoever came up with the fighting for the material collecting system is a genius, i get to beat innocent people and get myself a new couch

what a lovely day to be the Ramschakle's prefect.

Guys 🤭🤭🤭

Look who came home using the ten pull we get from Silvers bday. It's confirmed, Silver is the favorite child 😔 Sorry Malleus, love u tho <3

I can't take it no more, I have like 3 diff artstyles in one page.

Y CAN'T I JUST STICK TO ONE

HELP I'M SO SLEEP DEPRIVED

every alien stage couple finally gets a duet together

sorry for the really shitty quality

I LOVEEEEEEEE UUUUUUUUUU!!!!! <3333

Venus as a boy

Who is she?

[This is a my own small drabble for a oc of mine. It's a genshin oc, ilomilo by Billie Ellish and Who Is She by I Monster really fed into this. Thinking of just doing a oc word vomit one day ong]

The dull ache intensifying as their ragged breaths filled the small space. Images of a woman that looked so much like them flashing through their head. Vision blurring from the real world to something that looked so familiar.

But how?

Who was this mystery woman that had their exact face? It was as if the 'thing' they are now is a fake. Her bright smile and gleaming eyes, mockingly staring back at them. As if to haunt them, to tell them that this is just all a past memory. Something they'll never have again but can only crave.

Crave...

Crave?

How could they crave something when they've never felt it before. Right? Their supposed to not feel emotion. So why is it that they are haggard in a small crumbled ball, feeling conflicted. The cool metal lab floor digging into their knees.

It hurts...it hurts...it hurts

WHY DOES IT HURT!?

"A....ye.......Aye....sha..." A muffled distorted voice pushing through their subconscious. As if someone was trying to gain their attention. The splitting headache just making it unbearable for her to withstand. Finger nubs digging into the ruby locks that fall over their shoulder.

Palm flat against the shell of their ear, trying to block out the mess around them. Eyes squeezed shut in hopes that these flashes of this woman would stop. Gasping and eyes shooting open at the feel of an all too familiar gloved hand. The leather making her skin burn, but in this state, a small part of her wanted to lean towards them. Wanting to seek something from them like a distant memory.

"Ayesha!" In front of them stood what everyone referred to as 'The Doctor'. Someone that they refers to as...their creator.

His mask staring back at them as their blood shot eyes stared up at him. Kneeled before them, head fuzzy like they were stuck in a trance. Vision coming back into focus at the swipe of something on their cheek. Gaze tracking down to the material of the doctors glove that was just a few centimeters from them. A glossy substance on the pad of his glove. Reaching up to touch the area that he had touched, fingers ghosting over the mystery substance. Pulling back their hands to examine it, squinting at the clear liquid that had rubbed off on themselves.

Finally focusing on the feel of the wet liquid running down their face. These were...tears?

"Was it happening again? The visions of the woman?" The same question he would repeat whenever they would get like this. It sounded more like a inspection question then one from concern. It's always been that way, as long they can remember at least.

Feeling the urge to hold back about how vivid they became. Even though it was against their training to keep secrets...this time they felt as they should. It was just gonna be the same process as before, it always was. This incident would just be erased from the little memory they had. Most parts of their time here were, the ones that remained were filled with Dottore and metal walls.

The most vivid ones were those behind the glass wall and the cold metal table they'd lay on. Screams echoing in the silence, machinery whirring in the background.

Nodding to Dottore's interrogation as they forced a wad of thick saliva down their throat. Which did nothing much but make it feel more dry than before. Hands clenching on their knees, expecting his next words.

"Hmm, well then, back to the machine it is. Let's go, Ayesha" His gentle hand that was cradling their face immediately pulled away. As if they were a disgust to him, Dotorre's small flicker of emotion showing past his mask. Tight lipped as he stood, heading behind the glass walls.

Sucking in a sharp breath between their teeth, rising to their feet. Following after their creator obediently despite knowing the pain they'll have to endure again. The ache subsiding and feeling the emptiness that comes after their melt down. One of the few emotions that they were still familiar with.