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Cutesy minecraft pics!

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This is Miss Irmi on vacation. Definitely/ totally/ most likely playing baseball!

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So here's my Bill Cipher fanart because I've been a big gf fan for a very long time! Also, that's Lamb (an oc) possessed.

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Things I do instead of studying for important exams :)))

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Why is this at the back of my gallery, it deserves so much more than that 😭😭😭😭😭

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So I drew HABIT'S real form the way Evan did! I think it fits him perfectly

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I was once a gacha kid and this brought back some nostalgic memories 🥲🥲

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🌼Some of my ocs in my little pony universe! 🌼

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🪽🦢The SUNRAY team is a group of stubborn angels that attempt to fight the wrong but are too egoistic to succeed. (Except Luziana, please someone hug that gal) 🦢🪽

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🪷💐Random art content💐🪷

Both old and recent drawings! I'm so tired rn, I'm about to pass out

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Sacrificial Lamb 🕛

Tears. Lots of tears dripped down the boy's rosy cheeks, staining his white shirt.

He whimpered, choking on his own saliva, unable to mouth a single proper word from the horror. He can't do anything else but watch the short -pitch black- creature's deranged faces and hear their ugly laughs as they drag him deeper into the forest.

Two of them painfully hold his legs up and two his arms, treating him more like a child would treat its dolls than an actual human being.

That's when you know that you're very much fucked up.

The creatures -whom most of them wore an old maid dresses- dropped him to the ground, on top of a very suspiciously shaped rock. He gasps as he hits his back hard. But that shouldn't be bothering him now.

He should be more bothered that they're tightly tying his hands with a rope, spreading his limbs apart with no way of ever breaking out.

He should be more bothered that their leader, Irmi, is following them from behind and has now reached them.

Show no mercy!

Show no mercy!

They're whispering -or at least try to, because some of them speak unknown words and make animalistic sounds- in sync as they make a perfect circle around the terrified man.

Irmi raised her hands and smiled blissfully towards her little -but rather strong- creatures, giving them the permission to light up their torches and stick them in the dirt in front of them.

Smoke filled the man's lungs causing him to cough continuously and slowly lose his consciousness to a point that he almost passes out. His head feels heavy as if he had been drinking and smoking blunts for hours straight.

Show no mercy!

Irmi looked up the clear black sky. No clouds just stars, a perfect summer night. A perfect night to perform a long bloody sacrifice to yourself.

She turned towards the creature beside her, calling it by its hypothetical name -Chiros- and asked for the time. And hypothetically, it answered back in fluent English. "11:58"

Irmi nodded playfully and petted its head, holding it close to her like a child.

She must really love her maids...

Before the man could gain back control of his mind and make the whole procedure hard for them, Irmi pulled out a knife. It was shahin Kris dagger type with painfully clear curves and was close to six inches long. The man -even though dizzy- saw it and let out an exhausted grunt.

Irmi tantalizingly sharpened the blade in front of him, spreading as much fear as possible. "11: 59" the other thing said again and everyone grew even more excited and desperate to see him die than before.

She came closer and sat on her knees, -leaning as close to him as possible- almost on top of him. Quickly, she tears the man's shirt off, leaving him bare-chested for easy access. She quickly shifted the blade, curving a sigil in the middle-to-left part of his chest's skin.

With that done, she wrapped her hands around the handle of the knife and brought it up, positioning it just above the place where the man's heart should be. If his drowned cries aren't motivating enough then the thought of his poor soul becoming your possession in a few seconds definitely is.

"12:00"

The moment the clock struck twelve, the knife was pledged into his flesh, pierced right through the heart.

The guy's scream was completely muffled by the applause, loud cheering and bells ringing by them in the middle of the night.

The man surrendered, the life faded from his eyes and the last thing he saw was the creature's clapping, happy grins and his heart getting ripped out of its original place. For a brief second, he watched his heart being out of his body, stabbed by the knife and yet still beating in agony.

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That's how it always ends for the pitiful, unlucky people that she decides to sacrifice to herself. After that, all of the creatures would perform a sick shedule where they would collect the person's blood and mix it with fresh wine. Some is drunk during the ritual and some is kept. Usually they would eat parts of the body while ritualistically dancing around the sacrificed 'lamb' as a sign of excitement and satisfaction.

Good feasting.

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beat them up beat them up. 🪚🪚

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A Rose among these Tulips 🌷 🌺

//Irmi realizes that 'she' is growing a soft spot for reader//denial//romance//slow burn//🎀

♡I stare at you and all I can see now is the most beautiful mortal thing I have ever seen. I swear to myself that you can almost compare to the beauty of nature or space... but it trully hurts my ego to say that.

Today I saw you walking down the street. I don't think you saw me though, I'm not quite sure if you have ever noticed me waddling around in your normal daily life besides our meetings. It has become my new hobby.

Today, I picked up a rose from my garden. It had a lovely shade of dark red, perhaps maroon. It reminded me of the looks of you, your smell and your tender voice. I knew it would fit you so well...

If only you knew how pathetic and small you look when you stand in front of me-

It's almost adorable.

Your shaky breath and the sparkle of worry that forms in your eyes as I force you to sit down with me to dine and talk about our deals brings a smile to my face. I don't exactly mean to harm you, but it's too cute seeing you all bothered for me.

Oh my me... I freaking hate this. I will burn this goddam paper and get you off my mind forever! I did drink too much, this isn't real. I hate this. I hate you and i hate anything that exists, breaths and lives. This is impossible♡

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REAL

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💝PEW PEW PEW💝

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Cold Basement ❄️🚪

One day I had a little fight with my sister for who's gonna go for a bath first. She pushed me aside and rushed in, shuting the door on my face.

I don't even want to talk about it..

After some minutes passed, I heard it. Like some kind of footsteps, quiet and slow. I think I heard something like, scratching flesh, meat tearing apart and also whines. I thought she accidentally got hurt or something so I entered. It was too late..

The bathroom was empty, however the window was open

I looked outside just to see it. It had it's back on me, walking in the cold outside, dragging my bleeding and probably already dead sister by the hair.

It was too much for my innocent brain to process it, I was just 5.

It stopped..for a minute. Just to turn its head back at me, to give me the most terrifying, lifeless look and shush me.

I knew that I couldn't tell anybody what I had seen...

She went missing shortly after that but the police found her decapitated body next to a park in the snow. They said it was so brutal that they couldn't identify it. But I'm sure it was her.

I was never the same person after that, my life had surely changed.. We moved to another city with a bigger house. We started to avoid talking about her so I quickly forgot about that thing when I was 17 and i was getting better. But it decided otherwise.

I think you know what happened..

I had locked the basement a long time ago because I kept hearing my parents voices calling me to get down there. I knew that I wouldn't like what I'd find if I did so. Yeah, they are dead, they cannot be calling me. I'm sure their blood would be still covering the walls and floor and every furniture down there, maybe there are their remains too if it didn't consume their bodies right after their murder.

At least

I'm mature and know how to live by my own. It left me many years ago

"Live now that you can before your game's over" it said and so I did.

I'm an old man now, I grew just fine but I'm afraid the only thing that grew about

it is it's thirst of blood.

I don't know many things about it.

All I know is that it will come back for me, sooner or later. I can feel it. It will come for a third time and it'll be the last.

Eventually, I'll die