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#in the mood to kill someone
Okay.. and now?
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1driedpersimmon · 1 year
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buttfrovski · 2 months
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I HAVE TO DO RESEARCH ON THE PRIME ENERGY DRINK AND I KEEP ACCIDENTALLY CALLING IT CRED 😭😭😭😭😭😭
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tswwwit · 26 days
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How would bill feel if dipper reincarnated as an incubus?
Thrilled. Delighted. Tickled pink! Partly because hey! That's a great look for him! Inhuman and demonic and oh-so-cute. Another part because of all the demonic subtypes he could end up as, this one has to be the most ironic, a bit of him thrilled just because it's good to see him again -
And of course, a Big Ol' Chunk of delight for the other obvious reason.
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mothmanperson · 6 months
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only maggots love the taste of rotting flesh.
cw: blood, gore, angst, really bad attempt at being poetic, reader implied to be from another world/universe(isekai), dead dove: do not eat
no character is mentioned, but it’s a jujutsu kaisen…. thing i wrote, i honestly don’t know what to call this
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what were you doing…?
what have you….. done….?
blood rushed to your head and you suddenly couldn’t feel your feet and hands anymore, besides the aching cold that filled you to your bones.
your knees screamed, the rough, cracked ground you kneeled on duh into your skin like needles. but you didn’t move just yet, your body just… refuse to let you turn away from the gruesome scene in front of you.
one that you alone had caused.. this, was your own doing…
at one point a painful sound rung through your ears, piercing your eardrums, red bleeding down your neck onto clothes you borrowed.
you didn’t notice, it felt as if everything around you was dulled yet so enhanced at the same time. you thought if you felt hard enough, you could feel the pitter patter of ants from the park far away, that was spared by the havoc.
god…. have you always been this cruel?
you never thought you could fall this far.
clarity, yet you couldn’t even see your own perspective anymore. you lost sight of something you could barely remember anymore, lost in a war that had nothing to do with you, that shouldn’t have been possible to have anything to do with you.
yet… like a fool, you went with whatever was thrown at you… instead of helping yourself, like you always did, instead of taking things into your own hands, like you knew you had to.
you sat around and did nothing: twiddled your thumbs, achieving nothing to help your peculiar case.
the day you came to was a blur, yet you seemed to gain a sense of deja vu, red filling to much of your unfocused view.
you breathed calmly, deep breaths that made your lungs want to burst out of your chest in shame of what you’ve achieved.
your heart beating uncomfortably fast, but not enough to be threatening.
it felt like when you didn’t sleep a minute at night, your body doing everything to pull your through the day, while also staying alive and alert, creating an almost out of body experience, you could see yourself kneeling in front of the growing pool of crimson blood.
the one you created, on your own with no one to blame but your own.
god, those hands that were smeared with cake batter just a few days prior, now forever stained with cooling blood of someone you recognize.
you took another deep breath and your lips parted, cracking and tearing apart, fresh dropplets of blood filling the spaces between dried skin, your teeth coated in a lot more of the same liquid, horrifying, as it forced it’s way down your throat.
you didn’t even mind the taste.
your hands shook, as did your vision as you looked at the appendages, moving them in any kind of way hurt as dried wounds reopened, ripping open even more and your bones scratched from below.
your skeleton wanted to escape its sinful bindings, and so did you, run away to a place that wasn’t this, that wasn’t here.
hide from the world and rot until dirty maggots feast upon you like you are a delicacy, loving your taste, your texture, your thoughts and feelings.
loving you, even if they were lowly, filthy things that crawled to the dead like moths to a flame.
eating hole in your heart, finding there is one already, round and empty, black and blistering like tar, bleeding into your live essence, mingling with your blood like old friends. when it shed, only then was it’s true nature revealed, sticking to everything like sweet, sweet honey, everything you once reached for so hopefully, was painted it’s ugly color, the saccharine smell attracting flies to lay their spawn, setting their doom.
yet you were still alive, the maggots loved your flesh, yet you moved and lived and continued on with your live, letting decay fall upon all without a care.
you should‘ve helped yourself, when you still had the chance, now you killed and your fate was sealed, your doom was to come. you felt it in your corroding heart, you felt it.
god, or was that feeling just the larva indulging in your core?
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grimalkinmessor · 6 months
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I think more people should draw Light Yagami covered in blood. And being wildly deranged. Maybe ripping someone's heart out with his bare hands. As a treat.
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hilsonisthecure · 1 year
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dnd-listener · 24 days
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holy fuck kipperlilly what is your fucking problem holy shit what the fuck oh my god i mean i didnt like buddy but you didnt have to do all that jesus fucking christ
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cordeliawhohung · 1 month
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PLEASEEEEE will there be any more bodyguard gaz i need him so bad
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on that note im going back to bed
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honeypleasejustkillme · 11 months
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i’ll pay someone to put me out of my misery
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Making angst for a silly goofy fandom like tf2 is so hard because they've never been put into serious situations so everytime I write something is like:
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a-wondering-thought · 2 months
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Omfg im finally on the wifi
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nylwnder · 1 year
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hiiii just wanted to share this *really rough* little thing i finished today just cause 😗🫶
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suncaptor · 1 year
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Remember when Becky felt up Sam's chest without his consent and he explicitly asked her to stop touching him and she said no and continued.
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kraang5 · 29 days
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tw: vent,swearing,mentions of child abuse
So, wanted to draw today, ya know? All fun sketches and actually finishing the art I promised to do!
BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOO. WE HAD TO GO TO MY PARENT’s FRIENDS. FUCKING GREAT. JUST TO GO HOME LIKE WE HAD A FEILTRIP TO CANDYLAND, AND FOR MOM TO BUY ME A PLUSHIE,ONLY TO SAY ‘sorry about last week’ LIKE YOU ARE SOME SORRY FUCKING VICTIM. IM NOT GOING TO FORGIVE YOU. YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD SAY ‘oh it’s fine mom’ AND GO ON WITH LIVE, AND FORGET ABOUT HOW YOU BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME LAST WEEK!?
WELL I WONT FORGIVE YOU. IVE ACTUALLY REALISED WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN FUCKING DOING. I ONLY NOTICED AFTER SOME NICE TUMBLR PEOPLE POINTED OUT IT WAS CHILD ABUSE. I NEVER NOTICED BECAUSE IM STUPID AND I CANT DO SHIT RIGHT. IM TIRED OF WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. IM..
im tired..im too tired for this..im overreacting..overreacting again. Just like the other times. Just like each.single.fucking.time.
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reactionimagesdaily · 9 months
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