#I LVOE HIM SM

[teem-boo]

have you ever seen an animatronic so gorjus you started crying? 🥺🤧

[thunderjackal]

ive been too busy writing my codywan fic that i keep forgetting drawing exists whoops

anyway enjoy these codywan doodles from said fic

[nemuizerii]

EIJI IN YUPON’S STYLE

[artistkeval]

I'm not gonna finish so take it <3

ft. my OCs Blake and Cato

[blooky8]

@milo-igidk one of the reasons every person on the planet has to play pokemon scarlet/violet: to meet Larry

listen. this guy is the best character Pokemon’s ever introduced. his name is Larry. you have all these crazy-ass gym leaders and then there’s just just this one Normal Dude. he hasn’t slept in three days. he works a 9–5 office job and considers doing taxes fun. he wakes up and eats styrofoam on wheat toast for breakfast in the morning. he’s the only one who terastalizes his ace into a type it already has instead of a different type. his name is Larry

and then you find out that this milquetoast man

is also one of the best Pokemon battlers in Paldea

[s1gmagirl]

NO FR

[sillybilly-69]

nvm guys i wont kms me and my boyfriend r gonna hangout at an art crawl today :33

[dizzybizz]

magma comp pt.waytoomany

lost in the sauce

[jaakey]

the shy boy being beautiful and well spoken in his interview 🥺🫶

[windichimes]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀᴍᴏᴜᴄʜᴇ ʜᴄꜱ

warnings: yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, isolation

note: first post and first time writing for scaramouche!! i want to bite him he's so cute

art credit: mimochs (twitter)

Eons Adrift – Scaramouche

cruel, jealous, possessive

It doesn’t take the sixth harbinger long to come to the conclusion that you should be his — that no one other than him should lay a finger on you.

His possessiveness is an ugly thing. A stain on his perfect being. It’s unbecoming of him, too, not something someone like him should feel, and yet no matter how hard he tries to control himself, he can’t. When it comes to you, his meager self-restraint disappears. It’s a huge mess, really. He’s angry at himself for feeling this way, and angrier at you for being the cause of all of this. There’s a part of him that wants to destroy you for making him feel this way, a selfish and greedy part of him that wants to see your world slowly crumble until all you have left is him.

Being around him is isolating, you find your friends unwilling to hang out with you, your neighbors start to avert your gaze and close their curtains when they see you, and any romantic aspirations you have are all but gone.

When you confront him about it, you find that he doesn’t make any excuses for himself. He doesn’t lie, doesn’t soften the blow — he tells you the brutal, unfiltered truth, leaving you stunned as realization sinks in. He’s horrible. He has been from the start.

Despite his downright sadistic behavior at times, he has his softer moments, and sometimes, you’ll even wonder if the look he gives you is of kindness. You learn that such occasions increase significantly when you pay attention to him. Hold his hand and he’ll be at a loss, a flush creeping up on his skin. A kiss? He’s mentally choosing between gaslighting you into thinking he’s not blushing to vehemently denying how red his face is.

It's in your best interest to capitalize on these occasions as, chances are, he’ll let more things slip from your mouth when he is in a favorable mood. You’ll be much more likely to be met with a scowl followed by a sarcastic remark about how ‘annoying’ you are for trying to push any of his buttons rather than any more…brutal punishments.

Scaramouche falters for a brief moment when he feels your hand reach out to take his own — his wide-eyed gaze snapping to your eyes as you look at him with a bright smile. A flush is already creeping across his cheeks.

“You’re rather annoying.” He starts. There are countless words he wants to throw your way, words to truly capture the extent of his ‘disdain.’ Yet his tongue turns to mush at the very thought, and for a moment, he’s struck with the inability to think of any insulting phrases. You bring out the worst in him, so much so that he even loses the verbal bite he holds when speaking to others.

“Really? And here I was doing a random act of kindness for the day.” You blink innocently at him and begin to tug your hand away. The frown on his lips becomes more defined when you blink innocently at him and attempt to slip your way out of his firm grasp on your wrist, his fingers tightening against your skin in response. There’s a look of irritation on his face — not that he ever looks too pleased in the first place — as he pulls you closer to him.

“Don’t think you’re getting away so easily.” He grumbles under his breath (while deciding to ignore your delighted laugh and comments about how he’s ‘kind of cute,’ and sending you a withering glare when you add ‘but in the intimidating, sinister way!’)

It’s hard for Scaramouche to articulate what he feels for you, and while he initially settles on love, he’s still not completely sure what the emotion is. He reckons he's heard of the word a thousand times by now, and he can guess how people would describe it: a feeling that’s shared between silent gazes and cheerful laughter; a soft thing that's warm and tender, like fingers intertwining under dim moonlight.

Only, those saccharine words never seem to find themselves on his tongue.

For all he is, he is not human, and even with all the dramatic prose he’s heard about love, it’s easy for him to twist the sweet emotion with something much more bitter and obsessive, the sweetness of love never seeming to fit his own feelings. He's a puppet, a heartless husk grasping around you like a vice and refusing to ever let go. He wants you, and yearns to have you all to himself — you’re his and his only. He’ll eventually come to the conclusion that he doesn’t think what he feels is love. He doesn’t think such sweet words can encompass the depth of how he feels for you, but that’s wholly irrelevant. He's not fond of sweets anyways.

Scaramouche has no heart, but his soul is a glutton. By the time you realize this, it's far too late.

[eyeris07]

ohhh goro akechi... you make me so so sick.. he just wanted to be a hero for his momma.. this song always reminds me of akechi and his mother. it makes me cry a lot.. but also inspired.. hopefully it will make you all cry/inspired a lot too..

[itseghost]

some sketches of my durge :)

[artistkeval]

"At your service, love~"

[babymagi]

[anikiain]

If Ejojo has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Ejojo has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Ejojo has only one fan then that is me. If Ejojo has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Ejojo, then I am against the world.

[chrlotpony]

CUTNESS OVERLOAADD!!