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Everyone, istg if this doesn’t happen in the near future…. My moots, you know what to do…

WHATEVER- GO MY SCARABS

i demand more of them. i say, as i stand in an empty coloseum, looking down at my two muses.

Image Description: Postal Dude 2 holding hands and leaning against Sniper from Team Fortress 2. (End of ID).

also srry 4 the low quality. Microsoft paint is a microsoft pain. heh. erh... yeah.

Villain and violent

Infant and innocent

exCUSE ME THIS NEEDS MORE LIKES

A rushed screenshot redraw

Doing cringetober this year but might not post much of it in here unless it’s Lego related

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE GUY

Whipped up something real quick cause he’s the guy ever

Happy Birthday Lloyd!

I’ve never been very good with the colored pencil medium but I think I’m starting to get the hang of it so here are some ocs

The first two characters belong to me!

The last character belongs to my lovely partner @kiobeeoooo <3

Mist and terzo <3

[MESSAGE FROM THE CLERGY]

Papa V has arrived . . . .

Likes and Reposts welcome!

I'm gonna share my copia edit from Twitter here as well because why not.

[MESSAGE FROM THE CLERGY]

can I come over to your house and stare at you like this? 

Let swiss innn plss

Featuring my swiss ghoul cosplay on Rblx :}

Took some new ghoul photos!! apologies for not posting these much. I’ve been extremely active on Twitter. i’ll also post more edits soon 

​jim defroque edit weeee

Ghoulette Flag headcanons !!!

I was afraid to post these for some reason but enjoy anyways!!

Please repost my stuff if you want. I want my content to get far ^^

transcript and tag list under the cut! (ask to be added):

i am being in one but many forms

remember when it was about screaming once in two months? when i was not a big girl but my father was still old? when all the cheap porcelain was the centre of attention in our house? &, when there were no dolls but i wasn’t allowed to cross the road on my own?// i. the growing is like a venus flytrap: two-fold./ evil, like a fortnight before spring./ spring, like summer’s step-child./ when i remember/ my 8 years old shadow: i was becoming./ now, at 16, i want to be seen.// ii. the mirroring of another’s solitude was a/ foot less deep when i handed them my chocolate. now, i am making bread but to never consume. now, i don’t measure sugar/ or hear the alarm./ if it weren’t for the cries for 8 pm tv shows,/ i’d still be a little more tenuous./ i think a girl starts rotting when/ she feels blood in her body.// iii. not to say that i can lie today, but/ there was not much to lie about back then./ i broke a glass./ but another hand searched for the shards too./ and also! i never had to lie!/ my brother announced my mishaps/ before my mother even approached me.// iv. today, i do not lie on the ground/ but rush to the washroom to sit and stare./ i feel content when i grit my teeth/ & i don’t feel them breaking/ because,/ i always closed my mouth when i peed./ oh, don’t you know? my mother said/ it’s bad for your teeth when you let them be/ in the restroom. it weakens them./ “as if teeth are something that could be/ weaken! as if teeth have beards!”// v. to write nothing everyday is not a logic/ i want to normalise. but the thing is,/ it starts to feel ecstatic/ when i see a mirror & i stand to stare./ another being. same as me./ i exist,/ two fold: skin and bones./ tenuous: a rope tied to throat./ i exist./ i didn’t rot, i exist.

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