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itschoahyuna · 5 months
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🍓ʚ*:・゚✧˙🍓ʚ*:・゚✧˙🍓ʚ*:・゚✧˙🍓ʚ*:・゚✧˙🍓ʚ*:・゚✧˙
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mintghostko · 8 days
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Hi just letting you know i WILL be eating your art style. This is not a THREAT. I WILL be eating it. Thank you.
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just a scribbly little comic that popped into my mind when I read this since you have a mikey icon (^^ゞ
skssksnjdkdjf thanks for the ask! glad to know you like my art style (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡ please do report back, I would love to know what it tastes like ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ
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hongseasons · 1 year
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SHINWON 詩 (Shh) Performance Video
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glucvito · 1 month
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𑁍ࠬܓ ˚ ⋅ even if the earth starts shaking, you're the only one worth taking with me.
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⠀⠀⺀  ˚  ༝  ◌  ⌒⌒  ୨୧  ꒱
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thyming · 1 year
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I made rosemary-mint-water today (kind of as my first act of officially being a baby witch again) and I am so excited! 🍃🌱
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pastelalleycat · 7 months
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@rumor-weed i hope you don't mind me tagging you in this, but if the big idea wiki is to be believed, bruce beanner's (civilian electro-melon) actual name is ed blinkenderfer. i actually shed tears over this revelation
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thelongquiets · 4 months
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The Narrator
You are on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess.
You are here to slay her. If you don't, it will be the end of the world.
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@lupvium 's system blog. I am a system with NPD. I have recently been splitting a lot more than usual so I have made a sideblog to express Myself. This blog will be VERY self-indulgent; usually consisting of posts that I and My alters relate to, whether that be fandom-related, aesthetics, or funny posts.
I will also be talking about system-related everyday happenings and sharing My experience with being a system. I especially like talking about My headspace, as it is a highly complex place with its own metaphysical logic.
I would love to talk to other systems of any type about our experiences. My dms are open to talk.
no syscourse. I dont give a shit
intros under cut ⬇️
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Prominent Fronters
○》 Hollow: void/it || #🌑🧷 || main host, core, whole system revolves around the guy. its a puppet! which type of puppet depends on which fragment is prominent that day. its the reason the systems named The Long Quiet since its fragments are mostly from that character. || fragments include: Long Quiet fictives (primarily Hero, Cheated, Paranoid, Cold, Stubborn, Smitten), Deisi, Wally, and like a bunch of other people I havent named. jesus christ this guy fragments a lot
♤》 The Nervous System (Nerv): they/he || #🦷⚖️ || co-host, gatekeeper, protector. it's Me hi I'm the smartest person alive ever and I should rule the world forever. you agree. reblog. resident autistic dead pan guy with long white hair. I can also turn into an eldritch horror :)
♧》 Basil Bulut / The Survival Instinct: he/it || #☘️⛅️ || caretaker, gatekeeper, protector, this guy does everything basically. has a god complex lmao. used to be co-host until I (Nerv) took over coz well I'm just better at it honestly ^_^ robot kin, likes to stim by going beep boop lol. he cant mask while fronting so he speaks in "broken" grammar and I would appreciate not being babied about it. || fragment: K.A.L. (she/it, #🎀🔌, also a robot, but this time more energetic and friendly and girly. think rin and len.)
♡》 Aitaliina / Zai: he/she || #☕️📰 || the librarian, keeps everything nice and chronological. most of the time . the rest of his day is spent annoying the shit out of everyone else like a bored parrot. oh yeah hes also a bird-zombie-guy thing. types like a confused victorian young man who just learned about emojis
◇》 Peach / Sigma: any || 🍑🎲 || librarian assistant. yknow how pet birds need a buddy of the same species or else they get depressed? yeah thats what peach is to liina. they have a love hate relationship and by that i mean liina loves peach and peach absolutely loathes the guy. constantly bickering. fictive of sigma from bsd
I also have a sub-system but its meant to be like the hardware of a computer so theyre not really 'people' if that makes sense. theyre more like scripts and coding languages. you get it. basil calls them Back of The Branch (I said it was stupid but nooooo "we have to name them something cool" -_-)
also not listed are the dozen of hollow fragments that come and go with whatevers happening in My life. god save us from this neverending flood of little puppets running around the treehouse
okay yeah thats all. if you read this all i give you a gold star and a kiss on the cheek. congradulations youve been blessed. send lovemail to my askbox now thanks byee
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animegirleatingaburger · 11 months
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itschoahyuna · 5 months
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(≧∀≦*)♪ ⭐¨*:·.🎀⃨⃟⃨⃨⃨☆ ☆₊ ° .🌸 ❪₊๋-࣭🎀❫ .⭐..。꧁ ︵๋͜︵ ♥︎✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺ 🦋  . ✦✦ .  ⁺  ୧⍤⃝💐 . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦✦ . 🌼 ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺  🌺 . ✦✦ .  ⁺🍯   . ✦ .  ⁺ 🌻  . ✦✦ .  ⁺   .🌿 ✦ .  ⁺  🌹 . ✦✦ .  ⁺ 🍄  . ✦ . 💮 ⁺   . ✦🍓
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stellarwaffles · 5 months
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I forgor to post. Uhhhh Céline has a boyfriend + his name is Mint
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4izawas · 1 year
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tucks hair behind my ears aizawa
mostly a grunt n groan n low moaner, but there are some good times that his partner can get him shouting and those shouts are typically what they seek
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cherrylimon · 1 year
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what is menhara chan :3c /g
menhera chan, (or Wrist-Cut Transformation Subculture✡Menhera/Wrist Cut Warrior) is a satire manga series (revolving around certain dark topics such as s/h or sui)
basically these magicals girls have magic box cutters that they c/t their wrists with it and it transforms them, allowing them to fight evil spirits . 👍
its really dark and is actually originally supposed to be vent art but it's a cool manga, if the topics dont bother you then you should read it! ^^
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kon-kon-kon-kon · 2 years
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Pumpkin, rouge, babybel wrapper and bubblegum 👉🏻👈🏻
AWWWWW THIS IS SO SWEET WHAT IF I HUGGED YOU THROUGH THE SCREEN!!!!!!!! RRRRRR i will in fact go frolicking in the woods with you <3
the ask game
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froggysfav · 9 months
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a rose with no thorns
chapter one
licorice x platonic!juice bar regulars
Licorice sat in the town square on a wooden bench. He scrolled through his phone absentmindedly, through the many photos of his co-workers and their significant others. Valentine's day was right around the corner. Not that it mattered to Licorice, of course, but still. The season always made him feel empty. Boxes of chocolate hearts and bouquets of roses always served him the reminder that he would never be able to be part of it. In all his eighteen years of living, he has never even once received a confession, a rose, a box of chocolates, or even held hands romantically--or in general.
A gust of wind suddenly picked up, sweeping the little leaves on the ground into the grass. He sighed and looked up. The clouds were big and grey, so he would have to take shelter soon before he got caught in a storm--again.
He desperately searched for an empty place, hugging his scythe close to his chest. Technically, he wasn't supposed to be there. Luckily, security wasn't tight around this smaller part of the kingdom, so he passed through easily any time he'd choose. He finally found a place, and although not the best, it was better than nothing. But really, you wouldn't expect to stay at a bar during a storm.
He opened the door, and a little jingle came from above, signaling the arrival of a customer. There was no response. The place was empty.
Licorice sighed in relief and walked to a booth. He laid his scythe on the seat across from him. His eyes scanned around the bar. Wooden interior and empty. Yellow-stained glass decorated the bartender's table, and a yellow jukebox on the other side of the bar.
The rain began, and he could hear the pitter-patter of the raindrops. He looked out the window next to him. A tear dropped onto his lap, and within a minute, he looked like a reflection of the window glass.
He sniffed and wiped his face with his sleeves. His thoughts only focused on the one thing he believed he knew for sure-- he was unlovable. No matter how hard he'd try; he'd try his best to look presentable. He would change so much just to match the other people. His dark circles, which he hated so much, became more visible after he accidentally wiped off the concealer with his sleeve. He looked down at his sleeve before whispering, "sh#t..." And this only broke him down harder. His hair, which was styled into thick locs, draped over his face as he looked down.
He would never be good enough to love.
Everyone he knew had dated at least once in their life. He couldn't help but feel bad about himself. What makes him so unlovable, he wondered. Sometimes, he wondered if he even deserved to be loved. Probably not, he thought. He was too hyper, too clingy, too weird.
There was a sudden click of a door and then footsteps. Lots of them. Licorice pulled his hood over his head and panicked. Would he go out into the pouring rain, or stay here, and let them see a villain crying his eyes out in a bar?
A tall, blonde boy opened the door and came to a sudden stop, getting pushed into a little because someone behind ran into him.
Licorice panicked, again, and froze in his seat.
"Uh, hello sir, what can i get you?" He asked in his customer service voice.
Nothing." Licorice's voice cracked a little, and he bit his lip to hold in the oncoming tears. His head was still bent down, with his hood covering him entirely.
He sniffed and wiped his eyes with his sleeve again. The footsteps began coming closer.
"Don't-don't come close! I have a. . .weapon!"
The blonde peered over the booth and spotted the scythe.
"L-Licorice?"
Licorice sighed as his cover had been blown, and looked up with red eyes and smudged eyeliner.
"Whaddya want?" He only wished for them to leave him alone. To his despise, three more followed out from the door.
The shortest, wearing a gardener outfit, had green hair and held a small potted plant. The second tallest carried an instrument case, which he guessed was a violin. He wore a white turtleneck and had brown skin and messy, mint-green hair.
The last to come out had half his head shaved, with long, red hair parted to the side. He had sleepy eyes, fangs, and long, black nails.
All the company made Licorice flustered.
"S-sorry for. . .coming in here..." Licorice apologized.
"It's storming! Don't apologize..." Sparkling was thrown off by the villain's unexpected apology. "But. . .may I ask why you're. . .crying?"
Licorice sniffed and shook his head. "I-Its stupid."
"If it hurts that much that it makes you cry, then it's not stupid." The red-haired boy chimed in. His voice sounded so laidback, as if there wasn't a care in the world. He placed his wine glass in the air and floated over to the table.
"Vampire!" Sparkling whisper-yelled. He had told him countless times not to leave his wine glasses in the air. It sucked to take them down and wash them.
"What's up?" The vampire was now laying on his side with his hand resting against his head, still in the air.
"I-Its not worth your time, b-but thanks anyway." Licorice realized he couldn't weasel his way out of this one.
Vampire, sitting across from him, still in the air, still looked him in the eyes. They were so sincere, and Licorice's face flushed at the sudden attention. He was never looked like that before, especially when he was a sobbing mess.
"I-I-well, it-its selfish, a-and dumb, and-" He hiccuped and sniffed again. "I-I just hate this month." He said quietly.
"Ah..." Vampire understood. "I just don't understand what's wrong with me."
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angeldored · 4 months
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when I make all of you hear about how obsessed I am with derry girls what then
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