#always love a picrew

[mattodore]

What's in my bag?

Theo: uses his college backpack to lug around his things. normally keeps his bag full of study materials, but there are glimpses of him in his journal, his addictions, and the wildflowers he takes home.

Matthias: doesn't use a bag. he’ll keep his phone with him but there’s little else he’d have on him.

tagged by @rollingsim and i seriously loved this picrew so thank you!!! gonna tag @wldestluv-rs, @stinkrascal, @omgkayplays, @rottengurlz, @void-imp, @raiiny-bay, @fizzytoo, @bunmou, @birdietrait, @stellarfalls, and @pralinesims!

#good afternoon <3!! just answering two tag things really quickly and then i'm gonna look for a mesh flipping tutorial #also i always wanna tag more people than i normally do in these oc things but don’t want to bother people… #if you’re someone who wouldn’t mind me tagging them lmk!!! i’d love to pass this stuff around to more people #river dipping #oc extras #theodore doe #matthias evanoff #echthroi #theo's bag is so nice and it's always filled to the brim... he has heavyyyy textbooks in there always!! but there weren't any in the picrew #but okay so we've got his memory journal and his school laptop. cigarettes and some unmarked pills. a dandelion he liked the color of <3 #his phone and some wired earbuds so it's obvious he's not listening if anyone tries to talk to him (he's not actually listening to anything #cash bc he's not allowed to have a credit card of his own... also the key to his apartment!! #as for matthias... there's really not much to say #but matthias keeps his phone and the key to whichever car he's driving in one of his pockets #his gloves he'll leave in the car or he'll just keep wearing them #handkerchief from one of his inner pockets if he's got a suit jacket on and mints if he needs them #there are rare times he uses a driver so sometimes there's no key with him and it's just his phone

[risingsh0t]

SANDRINE (bg3) / ZINNIA (bg3)

ANZU (jjk) / DAEANA (hotd)

ORIANE (gow) / SATINE (tw)

tagged by @corvosattano @leviiackrman @shadowglens @florbelles @fenharel to use this picrew! thank you mwah (also saw @gwynbleidd & @unholymilf do this) 🥰

tagging @marivenah @bbrocklesnar @chuckhansen @nightbloodbix @shellibisshe @loriane-elmuerto @faerune @queennymeria @silkcrows @thedeadthree @envergothash @malefiicarum @arklay @jackiesarch @galvus @arthrmorgann if you want to!

#picrew #tag game #oc: sandrine #oc: zinnia #oc: anzu #oc: daeana #oc: oriane #oc: satine #thank you as always for the tag! loved this one

[aneldritchmoth]

I love the picrew chains

So I shall start one, expect I don't have many mutuals.

Here's the picrew I used : RIGHT HERE !!

I LOVE THIS ARTSYLE AND I HAVE SM FUN MESSING AROUND

ANYWHO HAVE MY LITTLE CHARACTER KLJHVCG

Here's who I'll tag : @thinknamewhat @7official7spacekitty7 @7-crows-in-a-trench-coat @sweetsnap @spideygal and anyone who wants to join in !! :)

(I'm sorry for tagging y'all, you don't have to do it Q Q KJHGFG)

#i just picked whatever felt more gender to me #lmao #anywho #i'll probably draw this guy #i love him #he's blorbo #i love how much options there were #in the picrew #slay as always #picrew chain #hopefully #tag game #please dont let this flop #i would die of embarrasement #somequeerteen #jay's fave

[shadowglens]

i was tagged by @mrdekarios to make some ocs in this picrew, tysm ambie oxox! tagging @fenharel, @faerune, @malefiicarum, @rosykims, @arborstone, @risingsh0t, @leviiackrman, @envergothash, @unholymilf, @florbelles, @calenhads, @zahra-hydris, @chuckhansen, @marivenah, @solasan, @elliewilliums & you!

🌿 NUALA (dai) • 🕯️SAELLA (hotd) 🩸CRESSIDA (bg3) • 🌸 ISADORA (bg3) ☀️ OLYMPIA (bg3) • ❄️ VALJIA (wow)

#picrew #ch: nuala lavellan #ch: saella targaryen #ch: cressida #ch: isadora #ch: olympia #ch: valjia #i do love this picrew #also ngl but val always looks the absolute Best in picrews #and for once she has her lil tusks! #also sae and olympia both look really pretty in this one #cress' skin isn't that dark of a grey but it was the only vaguely correct option

[pdrrook]

Ok but flavio dress up game when rook WHEN (im kidding i'm kidding...........unless)

... what if I told you I already actually more than thought about that 😐

#am fr #i always wanted to make a picrew #and i love dress up games #also before my sister digs my eyes out she actually told me to make a dress up game for him first so don't beat me bish #pfm #flavio

[designers-teaparty]

Game Time! <3

Step 1: Pick a picrew, whichever you vibe with!

[1] [2] [3] [4] (or if you have a different one you like, take that one!)

Step 2: Make yourself or your persona with it

(e.g. like this >:3)

Step 3: Send it to me and let yourself be assigned a Nikkiverse character! <3 (as a bestie, as a nemesis, that looks similair to you, based on vibes alone? you'll see!)

#ask game #idk if anyone is gonna do this but i love picrews and seein people making themselves in them #also these “send me a character and I match you with a character” games I always see but often people aren't comfortable with sending #strangers on the internet selfies (same) and this is a much better alternative i think #tried choosing different picrews but feel free to use any you like if yo got a different one #love nikki #shining nikki #someone assign me a character based on the picrew in thos post tho i cannot do that myself

[brutal-nemesis]

An All Organ-ic Buffet

Okay well. This is in one of @galaxywhump and I’s 120 AUs I gutted (hehe) the context you don’t need it besides the fact that this Castys hasn’t ever really been tortured before so he’s not as used to all of this as he would be in canon <3 sucks to suck, dumbass

Castys Masterlist

Ingredients: gore. so much gore. also Castys gets eaten (but it’s a monster so not really cannibalism), a little noncon touching, there is a snake, the rib crowbar shit that i was born to write (❁´◡`❁)

This was going to suck absolute balls, wasn’t it? It was going to be worth it, it was, but it was still going to suck balls. 

The phaitenri lived pretty far from, well, anything, which was probably for the best given its…unique diet. Which was really the only thing that made Castys certain he could strike a good deal with it at all, honestly. 

Having arrived at the caves where the phaitenri made its home, Castys ran through the list of things to say and not say in his head before steeling himself and knocking on the door. A few tense moments passed before it opened, and Castys did his best not to flinch at the sight of the phaitenri. They were annoyingly tall, towering over Castys, bleached-white skin webbed with black cracks, their red eyes boring into him. Most notable, though, were the golden antlers sprouting from their head. What Castys had come for.

“I’ve come here to make a contract with you,” Castys blurted, the promise of a contract protecting him from being outright attacked. The phaitenri’s eyes narrowed, slitted pupils contracting in their different-colored irises.

“Fine,” they growled, their clawed hand curling around the doorframe, “which organs are you willing to part with?”

“Uh…all of them? As many as you want for six inches of antler.” 

They cocked their head. “All…you can’t form a contract for anyone but yourself, human. Do you intend to die for this?”

“Well, see, that’s the thing, I am, uh, what the kids call…immortal. So if you kill me everything’ll just grow back. Seriously, you can have as many organs as you want from me.” The trade was starting to sound more and more horrific as Castys talked, actually saying it out loud, but what could he do? This was the only way to save Berkeley. He had to do this.

The phaitenri crossed their arms, tapping their fingers as they leaned against the doorframe. “How do I know you’re not lying? Give me a demonstration.”

“I will not. At least, not until the contract’s formed.” The phaitenri glared at him. “What? Dying leaves me basically defenseless, I’m not just gonna let you kill me and then take me prisoner, ya know? Look,” he sighed, “if I’m lying, and I enter the contract with you, I’d just die, yeah? The contract would be dissolved, and you wouldn’t be out anything. There’s no reason to refuse.”

After considering it for a moment, the phaitenri straightened, gesturing for him to enter. “Alright, human, I’ll form a contract with you, so let’s negotiate.” Castys followed them inside, slightly relieved that they weren’t just going to dismiss him outright. “I’m Aleph, by the way.” That was a good sign, too, that they told him their name, since it meant that they were very interested in forming a contract with him.

“Castys,” he replied, showing his interest right back. They smiled at him, displaying their wicked-sharp teeth, teeth that would soon be…mmphf, don’t think about that right now. Think about Berkeley. He was doing this for Berkeley.

Aleph sat down at a mostly-empty desk, gesturing for Castys to sit across from them. He did, and it felt…weird, like he was getting ready to discuss a bank loan or something stupid and not, like, having his organs eaten by a monster so he could get a potion ingredient to save his best friend’s life. After thinking a bit, Aleph spoke up, “For six inches of antler, I’ll have you for…two weeks. I can eat as much as I want during that time.”

“Two wee-I don’t have that kind of time! I need to-” Castys stopped, sighing. “One week. That’s the longest I’ll give you.”

Aleph hummed, rocking their head back and forth. “How about…one week, and I can eat as much as I want as well as taking extras and storing them.”

That hardly seemed fair, but…Castys didn’t want to negotiate much more. Typically, the longer talks went on, the greedier phaitenris got. It was usually best to take the second option offered, so… “Alright. One week of unlimited access for six inches of antler.”

“Deal!” Aleph clapped their hands together, grabbing a sheet of parchment and writing down the terms. They signed their name before pricking their thumb and stamping on a thumbprint of their black blood, handing it to Castys when they were done. He took it, reading it over thoroughly, making sure they didn’t sneak in any fine print, before preparing to do the same. “Wait!” Aleph stopped him just as he was about to sign. “Take off your shirt.”

“Huh? Why-”

“The moment you sign that, magic chains are going to appear on your wrists until you’ve served your part of the contract, and even I won’t be able to get them off without dissolving it entirely. And since I’m going to need access to your torso…either take it off now or I’ll have to cut it off later.”

“Oh. Good call.” Castys was glad Aleph had spoken up since he was wearing one of Berkeley’s shirts, and he’d feel bad if it got destroyed. He pulled it off, Aleph’s hungry gaze sending a slight chill up his spine. “Thanks.” Taking a deep breath, Castys picked up the contract again, signing his name and pricking his thumb. The moment his thumb stamped on the parchment, iron manacles appeared on his wrists, just as Aleph had said. The chain between them was long enough that it wouldn’t be a huge inconvenience, but he was still chained, the inescapable reality of the contract heavy around his wrists.

“Well, let’s get started!” Aleph said, giddy as they took the contract from Castys and put it away. Once that was done, they reached out and hooked their finger around the chain between his wrists, dragging him along behind them. They pulled him into a room that was, well…it was pretty clear what kind of things happened here.

The walls were dark, definitely covered with bloodstains, because of course, and the floor was too, even though there was a drain in the middle of it, so clearly things could be cleaned up if Aleph wanted to. There was a table to one side, also bloodstained, with restraints, which wasn’t surprising in the slightest, but the sight of it still made Castys’s stomach turn. Aleph half-pulled him towards it, but then stopped and half-pulled him towards a comfortable-looking and somehow not bloodstained armchair, but then stopped again, rocking back and forth on their heels.

“Oh mannn, I just don’t know,” they whined, looking down at Castys. After a few more seconds, they bent and scooped him off of his feet faster than he could react, holding him in a bridal carry. “I just don’t know where I want to start with you, you know? There’s so many options…” They were looking him up and down, hugging him close to their chest, their bare skin freezing against his. Castys was tempted to make a suggestion so they’d put him down, but he didn’t really know if there was anywhere he wanted them to, ah, start more than somewhere else.

“Oh, I think I’ll start with your tummy. It’s been a while since I’ve had intestines!” Aleph carried him over to the armchair, settling into it comfortably, shifting their hold on Castys so he was sitting on their lap with his back against their chest, and he couldn’t help but shiver despite his efforts to stay still. Sure, he absolutely didn’t want to be sitting on their lap like this, but he was under a contract now, and he was going to serve his side of it as well as he could so this whole nightmare could proceed as smoothly as something like this ever could.

They twisted the chain attached to his wrists in one hand, pulling up and holding his arms off to the side and out of the way, their other hand teasing the surface of his bare stomach, claws scraping his skin lightly. Just as he was about to yell at them to just do it already, to stop driving up the anticipation, their claws turned inward, plunging into his flesh. Castys screamed at the sudden pain, head arching back against Aleph’s shoulder, eyes wide. They grabbed ahold of something and pulled, tearing the gash in his stomach open wider, and, no, no, he couldn’t look, didn’t want to look, he was already stuck feeling the awful pull at his insides, something sliding out of him through the hole in his abdomen, and the noises, the wet slipping, tearing, sucking, biting, swallowing, Aleph’s hums of pleasure, and their hand just kept going back in, pulling out more and more and more, and he didn’t know how much was left, how much he’d had at the start, but his ears were ringing now, vision fading, t-there was so much blood, it was so hot on his stomach and got colder as it dripped down, leaving him shivering and shuddering against Aleph, their tight grip on him never relaxing, pressing him into their chest, feeling his every twitch, and he couldn’t take it, he wanted to worm out of their grasp and run away, escape this awful, awful moment, but he had to be still, he had to let this happen, had to endure this for Berkeley’s sake, he couldn’t give up now, not when they’d just started, he had to do this, even as something squirted out and landed on his face, even as the ringing got so loud it drowned out the sounds of Aleph eating, even as he got so dizzy he wasn’t sure if they were even holding him anymore, e-even as-as…he was empty inside now, wasn’t he? So that was it then. It was. 

It was.

When Castys came to, he was still on Aleph’s lap, still covered in blood, but his stomach was…no, something felt…wrong. Aleph was giving him a look that he could only call concerningly fascinated. Henceforth, he was very concerned as he looked down to see…ah. Well that was. That was new. That sure was new.

His whole torso was all bloody, and that was expected. Aleph’s hand was resting on his chest, arm drenched in red, little strings of ripped flesh clinging to the surface of their skin, and that was expected. What wasn’t expected were the twisted ropes of intestine erupting from the unbroken skin of his stomach. There wasn’t any pain, everything healed up after he’d died, just the strange, disturbing sensation of…this. 

“This is so fun, look at you!” They grabbed the coils of his intestines, tugging at them gently as they examined them, causing him to wince. “You came back to life just like you said you would, and this makes it so much more interesting. I wasn’t planning on eating any more quite yet, but I feel like just leaving this out here would be a waste…If I kill you again, will that fix it?”

Castys gulped. “I, uh, I think so? This has never happened before, so I think as long as everything’s, um, inside when I die, it should be okay.” 

“Alright. I’ll try to be more careful in the future.” Aleph ruffled his hair with their bloody, gore streaked hand, much to Castys’s dismay. He didn’t mind getting dirty, but having his own blood and guts in his hair was a bit much, even for him. “Sorry, I sorta did that without thinking. I’ll let you get cleaned up after I finish here.” They grabbed the intestines hanging out of his stomach, and Castys winced, looking away as they began eating once more, thankfully not with as much voracity as before, but them going slower was almost…worse, in a way. He wasn’t as distracted by the chaos and the pain and the blood, and he could tell just how much Aleph was…enjoying this. 

But it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter how he felt, what he was going through. It only mattered that he was going to save Berkeley. That made all of this worth it. It was just one week. He could handle it. For Berkeley.

He grew used to it soon enough, or at least as used to having your organs ripped out and eaten as a guy could get. Aleph had two large meals a day, one midmorning and one early evening, but they took plenty in between to save for later, so he spent most of the day sliced open and bleeding. Really, it took so much scrubbing to get the layers of dried blood caked onto his skin off each night, but Aleph insisted he wash off, and, honestly, he felt gross enough that he actually wanted to, which was saying something. Wearing his red swim trunks here had been the best decision he’d ever made, since they cleaned off pretty well. He probably wouldn’t be too traumatized by all this to wear them again. Probably.

Probably.

He was lying on the table this time, the chain on his wrists secured to some hook or something above his head. His ankles and hips were strapped down, too, but the worst was the one around his fucking neck.

“Sorry, it’s just that I can’t exactly strap down your chest, so this is the best way to keep you still. Try not to choke?” 

“I’ll do my best,” Castys sighed, wincing slightly as he swallowed under the tight leather strap. 

Aleph giggled. “Before we get started, I think we’re going to need my friend’s help with this one.” They stepped away for a moment, and when they returned they were holding…a snake? A big, shiny, purple snake. They held it up proudly. “This is my familiar, Ileum! She’s a real sweetheart, but her venom makes blood clot more quickly, so she’s going to give you a little bite so you don’t die before I’m done with this, okay?”

Castys swallowed, glad this was happening to him, who liked snakes, and not Berkeley. “Uh, okay.” He really didn’t like where this was going if whatever bullshit they were gonna do required him to stay alive longer than a person should, but what could he do? 

Aleph lowered Ileum until she was next to his upper arm, which was also very close to his face. They tapped his bicep. “Right here, girl!” Ileum stared at him for a moment, unblinking, before striking, fangs sinking in and out of his arm so fast it might as well have been an injection. He still flinched, his arm throbbing like he’d been stabbed with a nail. “Good girl,” Aleph cooed, stroking their snake’s head before setting her down on the ground. Shit, had Ileum just been wandering around the whole time he’d been here? He was surprised he’d never seen her. But whatever, he had more important things to focus on right now. Like the fact that he was probably about to get ripped open and gutted like a fish.

Aleph placed a hand on his chest, taking a moment to feel his heartbeat. While Castys didn’t exactly enjoy the feeling of them touching him, he savored his last few moments of not really being in pain before-ah, uh huh, there it was, claws digging into his flesh, tearing away the layer of skin and muscle over the left half of his rib cage. Castys had seen his ribs a lot in the past few days. They looked how you would expect them to look. Rib-y. Aleph wormed a motherfucking crowbar under one of them, and at that moment Castys decided to stare at the bloodstains on the ceiling. Given where he was lying, it was pretty easy to imagine how those got there, all humans ever did in this room was bleed and scream and-

CRACK

The sound was short, loud, sharp, piercing, nestled in his ears, stabbing through his skull, the nonexistent echoes nearly drowning out the sound of the cries humming in his throat, the leather tight over his neck making him all-too aware of them.

There was pain, too, of course there was pain, sharp and bright and suffocating, and now there was pressure again, the next rib being strained until it snapped, causing him to jerk against the straps, and it was all he could do to keep breathing as his vision started to darken, but unconsciousness wasn’t coming for him, no, just a haze of dizziness punctuated by the loud snap of his bones breaking, all the pain blending together until it was all unrecognizable and painful and awful and very very painful-

“Aw, come on, Castys, look at this!” Aleph’s hand curled in his hair, jerking his head up, pressing his throat into the strap over it so hard he could barely breathe. They tore through a thin film over his organs with a claw like they were unwrapping a Christmas present before carefully pawing his lung aside, better exposing his beating heart. Castys had never seen his heart before, or planned on seeing it, or wanted to see it, but there it was, stupidly still beating even after all of this. “It’s so cool to see it going like that, huh?” Castys let out a choked gasp in response, and that seemed to be enough for Aleph, who let go of his hair, his head thunking back against the table. “I’m gonna drink from it!”

Castys didn’t really register what that meant until they were on top of him, straddling his waist, tossing away the last few pieces of splintered bone before lowering their mouth to his heart, giggling as its frantic beats brushed against their lips.

And then gently, tenderly, they bit down.

Thump thump

Their teeth only went in a little, not enough to kill, as much as Castys wished they would.

Thump thump thump thump

They sat like that for a moment, the throbbing muscle massaging their tongue, fresh, hot blood gushing directly into their mouth.

Thump thump thumpthump

Castys only now started screaming, but not because he could feel anything.

Thumpthumpthumpthumpthu-

He didn’t notice the pain anymore, really.

ThumptHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUM-

There was only the figure crouched on top of him, their face in his chest cavity.

ThUMPthUMPThuMptHumPthUMPTHuMpTHUmpTHuptH-

He was so, so grateful when they bit down harder and everything cut to black.

Somehow, he woke up without any noticeable fuckery going on with his ribs, which was cool. Aleph was sitting up now, a mass of…oh, it was the remnants of his heart still in their hand. They must have torn it out before his chest closed up, meaning the one beating inside him now was…not the one he’d been born with. A drop of fresh blood fell from the ceiling and landed on his face, and he switched to gazing at the new constellations he’d added up there while Aleph finished eating. 

That had definitely been one of the worst Anythings of his life, but if he had to do it again for Berkeley’s sake, he would.

 In a heartbeat.

Castys Cult: @as-a-matter-of-whump​ @blackrosesandwhump​ @fanmanga1357-blog​​ @thehopelessopus​ @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi​ @hearse-song​ @muddy-swamp-bitch @whumpasaurus101 @yet-another-heathen​​ @galaxywhump​ @starnight-whump​ @his-unspoken-words​ @misspelledwitch​ @suspicious-whumping-egg​ @pumpkin-spice-whump​ @painsandconfusion​ @i-can-even-burn-salad​​ @befuddled-calico-whump​ @whumpinggrounds​ @whump-queen​

#whump #whump writing #castys #aleph #immortal whumpee #gore #snake bite #noncon touching #not many cw huh. because they're all just GORE #cannibalism #to be safe #i have a picrew or two of aleph if anyone wants #they were named after one of the uniliteral hieroglyphs and it's represented by a vulture #which now that i think about it is sort of fitting that was not intentional i just thought aleph would make a good name #they eating his intestines like popcorn while watching a film #fun fact i wrote the section where they eat his heart at a starbucks on public wifi #so that would have been fun for a hacker to see lmao #ive just always loved prying ribs off with crowbars im glad i got to do it finally #big snappy :) #disease where i edit this like once and ship it off to the press #tbf i wrote like the first half of this a year ago so some of it has been stewing for a WHILE #so fuck it we ball #this also has the longest sentence ive ever written at 245 words! unless im forgetting one #tfw it's getting all telltale heart over here #uh yeah hope those of you who can stomach it enjoyed

[wright-phoenix]

[belated] i was tagged by @dilfbuck and @opaleyedprince to do this picrew with ocs hehe <3

iska (she/they. bg3) || silver (he/him. bg3) benjamin marlin (he/it. dredge) basil (they/them. sos awl) || eden (he/him. mea)

sadly, silver's beard is missing (he's old, that's why he has silver hair...); iska's scar should be more present and she has heterochromia. both of them have pointy ears (half elfs). eden's scar is bigger, too, and only in one direction, not crossed like this. but such is the nature of picrews

tagging uhhmm @strixhaven @woohooincoffin @spiderslyre @notmeowse and You, Dear Reader 🫵🏻

bonus under cut :)

sad boy hours

iska angel imagery because seraph <3

silver green bc nature but static bc well. sad man hours (also why he has dark circles that don't work so well with his skin here)

benjamin oh what are we gonna do with you... red to black fade as well as bloody scarf bc of The Horrors... sunglasses bc he's sensitive to light. dark circles because of The Horrors

basil once again the happiest of the bunch 😭 they're so cute....

eden sad man hours

sorry for always making the same 4.5 oc's do u still think im hot

#evan. evan stop deleting your posts *holds you at gunpoint* #i love making the same set of ocs every time #i have others. i just need to choose yknow #id in alt #oc seraph #oc silver #oc marlin #oc basil #oc eden #tag games #i hate how sometimes i'll describe sb's skin tone as slightly tan when it appears white #bc in the context of the picrew it WAS tan before i'd venture into Black skintones #also eden in contrast with black and white always looks paler #feel free to kill me with hammers if you don't like being tagged

[sidesteppostinghours]

The Puppets

(picrew used to make this)

this is a masterpost on my main steps puppets and their relationships with them! all of their info under the cut.

Hark - Caine Lynzal

hark is caines refuge. hes the one they turn to when they need to take a break from their telepathy for a while, or when they need to feel real again. harks snarky, flirty, and sharp. for all his bravado, he gets the job done well. whether or not that makes him more frustrating or less is up to you. he has an eerie sense of intuition, so its difficult to catch him off guard with anything. he has a cordial working relationship with dr mortum, but jake has his eye on him. as for ranger relationships, ortega flirts with him regularly, though chen is never quite so pleased to see him. he truly doesnt know why– a bruise at the back of the head is a much more agreeable outcome than a bullet in the gut, no? its strange to watch him, really. hark and caine are almost(?) different people; where caine prefers to stick to the shadows, hark revels in attention. caine rarely shows emotions, but hark uses them like a weapon. ortega doesnt have a clue that theyre connected. high puppet individuality, high puppet comfort. practices aikido.

Argentine - Cyrus Becker

argentine is a tool. nothing more, nothing less. shes a useful asset to help cyrus gather information anonymously, but hes not going to sit here and pretend he cares for her any more than what she can do for him. she goes to meet with hollow ground instead of cyrus, and was stuck being treated in the hospital before dr mortum went to break her out (cyrus had no idea she was getting kidnapped, he was busy regene revealing to ortega while it was happening). she started out flirting with the good doctor in an attempt to manipulate him, but quickly came to realize she enjoyed his company more as a friend. the guilt of lying to him chewed on cyrus until he finally revealed who was behind the mask. dr mortum requested some time, but hasnt cut the chord completely yet. she flirts with jake, and spies on ortega under the guise of being his close friend. low puppet individuality, low puppet comfort. practices jogging.

Ace- Cecilia Rider

ace lives lavishly. shes an excuse for cecilia to flaunt her wealth and have her own fun. it allows her to let loose in ways she cant normally indulge in. cecilia also hates being ace. every second she can avoid it, she does. it isnt her, even though they may think and act the same way. the prospect of hiding under the mask ace provides gives her hives. shes no coward, shes willing to face the consequences of her own actions, and she refuses to live her life in somebody elses body. ace is friends with dr mortum and ortega, though shes revealed to mortum. however, she has a strong tension with jake because of her tendency to get into fights whenever hes around. oops. high puppet individuality, low puppet comfort. practices boxing.

Eden - Cynthia Garcia

eden is not cynthia. shes soft spoken and mostly reserved, but professional and polite. Technically speaking, the game registers her as a mirror image puppet, but thats not completely true– eden doesnt look like what cynthia does currently, she looks like how cynthia looked back when she was sidestep. sometimes, looking in the mirror gives her vertigo as she tries to remember who (when?) she is. eden avoids mirrors as a result, but she cant deny that this body feels better than her usual one. like shes turned back time. the fact shes dating ortega only exacerbates this (ortega also called eden 'cynthia' which. Ortega. could you please stop dating both at once and giving both(?????) your gfs an identity crisis). mortum considers her a friend, but theyre not very close, and jake couldnt care less about her. low puppet individuality, high puppet comfort. practices aikido.

#ive been itching to do one of these because i realized all of their stats are different from eachother and that got me. mmmm #i fucking love hark #my sweet bastard son #hes the part of caine thats sick of everybodys bullshit and he finally gets the chance to say it #edens isnt entirely true #sometimes she has less puppet comfort so i can get that sweet sweet regene-copy angst #it depends on the run #but cynthia always likes being eden #im so happy with how these all came out goddamn #they all look like how i imagine them #picrew #caine lynzal #cyrus becker #cecilia rider #cynthia garcia #sidestep #fhr #pulp speaks

[inspiredwriter]

𓆉~PURPLE BODYGUARD~𓆉

I recently watched a movie with Whitney Houston and decided to draw something starring Donnie and April♡(ㅅ´³`)♡

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- I swear to protect your magnificent body at all costs💕

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@swagtreecrown @kawaiibunga @sivy-chan-blog @narwals14 @angelcatlowyn @dai-su-kiss @janet-the-dark-queen @turtle-babe83 @foxflamewarrior @cowabunga-doll @turtlesmakemehappy @zowise2912 @wolfroks @sharpwindow @androidships007

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #inspired writer #tmnt donatello #tmnt april #tmnt apriltello #tmnt donapril #whitney houston #bodyguard #1992 #90's #April's dress copied from my recent picrew #picrew #falling in love #i will always love you #i wanna dance with somebody #love in the air #love in the moonlight #love in the music #films #donnie x april #Spotify

[feraecor]

Mammon and Hell~!

Also a lil Avine cause why not?

#{Mamy -headcanon-} #{Hell -headcanon-} #{Avine -headcanon-} #~the demon princes needed some love and Hell always deserves the best ok? #~and yes i had to find another picrew to make Avine cause she just wasnt feeling the witchrew vibes ok?

[unclewaynemunson]

@yournowheregirl tagged me for this picrew thank youu <3

I'll tag @undreaming-rambles @henrystars and @bossyknow-it-all (and if you see this and want to join, please do and say i tagged you!)

#i always love those picrew thingies bc they take me right back to playing those lil dress up games as a kid #the identity crisis of not knowing whether my hair counts as ginger or brown at this point aaaaahhhh

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

picrew time!!

ty for tagging me @svetlanayevgenivna and @juliakayyy!

no pressure but tagging : @l0st4l1fe @astaraels @bees-flowers @carlgallagerswife @lyricailove @sugar-spice-everything-vice @staliamazing and anyone who wants to do it! <3

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#picrew #tag game #i always forget to participate in these but i love doing them #this ones pretty accurate #shameless

[cptnleviackerman]

I'm too obsessed w these and im single handedly trying to bring back the picrew trend on tumblr so here we are ᵕ̈

tagging @cowgirlikets @thephantomtheory @jeanboyjean @tetzoro @tetsunormous @kiyoors @ackermans-angel + anyone who wants to do this!!♡

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#help i love these #could do them forever #sorry moots i will always tag you in these<3 love u #picrew #tag games #sage.p

[murcielagatito]

picrew makers gotta hate 2c-3b curls or something bc why are the style options for those always nearly nonexistent

#its always straight loose or kinky styles like um hello can we get a lil love for those of us inbetween #literally was doing a picrew n was like hm none of these hair types is me... and it happens literally all the time #picrew

[rafasbiscuits]

aaaaa!!! thank u so much for the tag @a-swiss-and-a-spaniard

here's the link to the picrew and here is mine!

I'm actually just too lazy to tag anyone but if anyone wants to do it, and if u saw this, which means u follow me, or we're mutuals, then u guys are TAGGED (srsly even when u don't follow me u r also tagged). So don't be shy and do it

here's proof

tagging: EVERYONE. there, u guys are tagged. use my name or reblog if u guys want to post it!!

#i have too many white on my wardrobe💀 #okay so i ALWAYS wear a black hijab no matter where i go #but black hijab doesnt look that good here than in real life cause cant see the pattern and all that so grey it is #SO FUN I LIKE!!! #love picrew sm #tag game #petition to have a black spotted cow patterned cats in all of these picrews cause MY CAT NEEDS RECOGNITION!!! #but i do have a white cat tho so shout out to my cat