#i fucked up on poor van gogh and had to patch him up but it's weirdly fitting so

[royalarmyofoz]

some clone high character studies<3

#yeah some are better than others they're all first draft doodles #i fucked up on poor van gogh and had to patch him up but it's weirdly fitting so #clone high

[swingbakuraryou]

( Valentines day creepy gift meme ) There's an unmarked package, no clues or anything of the sort where it came from. Inside is decapitated cat head and some roses. Cut at the stem just below the bud... A sort of macabre comparison.

Ryou opened the door and looked down when his foot nudged a box that was placed in front of his dressing room door.  He looked around, and bent down and picked up, turned it slowly, “No name, no card….hm…” He muttered to himself as he closed the door, it wasn’t rare that sometimes he received unmarked gifts, and this one had a particular flora scent to it.

He set it on his work table and carefully pulled off the tape and ribbon.  “Oh…Roses~” He sniffed and lifted the last flap before scrambling loudly back, “What the fuck?!”

Surrounded by a bed of pristine roses, all neatly trimmed and placed was the head of a cat, quietly forever asleep.  “Wh-Who the fuck gives a cat head to someone as a gift!?” He gasped, peering back into the box,  he grabbed a tray and carefully started plucking out the roses out of the box, hoping that he wouldn’t find any more of the poor thing, luckily it was just the head. 

“….nnng………..I suppose Van Gogh did…something similar.” He cringed slightly, but seriously…who in the hell gives a decapitated anything, it was fresh too!

Several minutes went by and he inched closer to it, he didn’t feel any bad spirits on it, so it wasn’t like it was going to suddenly open its eyes and start chasing him around the speakeasy.  It was a nice one too.

He hesitated and drummed his fingers before he started digging through his box of tools and pulled a leather roll.  He worked quickly, skinning it and placing the skin into a jar, and placed the jar and skull back into the box and hurried out of the speakeasy to the woods with a small garden spade.

“I’ll come back for you in about a month.” He patted the new burial patch.  He had been nice and even crushed the roses into the hole.  Poor kitten, but maybe in about a month he’ll have a new skull to add to the shelf.  Not wasting another minute he shuffled down to the creek to wash off the skin.

#asks #taxidermy #headcanon #ic