#LLLLL!!!!

[theindescribable1]

How come when you did Zuix in the rabbit Hole miku thing, u didn't do him in the outfit?

-A

HEY. HEY PAL.

A MAN? IN THAT? YOU'RE CRAZY.

[laddersmp3]

Forgot I made this about the tatinof reaction video hope it nourishes in these droughtful times

[peteytheparrot]

They want your money

[battle-subway-ghost]

about the house, this is what I've had to work with:

[Several images are attached underneath the cut.]

[The first is a photo taken from the doorway, light coming in from behind Paris' silhouette.

The front room is dark, but it's clear there's nothing but a singular coffee table and couch, both of which are almost entirely draped in cloth.]

[The second is at the couch itself. Paris is lifting up some of the fabric, completely unused so far.]

[The third is of a kitchen. It's rather ordinary, if a little sad. Nothing but an oven, fridge, microwave, and the counters. There's a knife stand on the counter, notably lacking any knives... and an egregious amount of empty hot pocket boxes, most conveniently stacked up near the trashcan.

There's a table in the corner of the image. It's a small dining table, with a singular chair. Surprisingly, it isn't covered in fabric...]

[A fifth image- this time of a bedroom. A full-sized bed, still made, though a cloak is draped over it. There's a nightstand in the corner between the bed and wall, a peculiar smashed puzzle box discarded on it. beside the bed is a Pokemon's bed, large, likely able to fit a Ninetales. a bit of white fur can be seen glinting off the camera flash.

It's oddly cramped for a bedroom.]

[The sixth image is of a sewing room. Spools of thread and fabric fill a cubby in the corner, as well as the desk, where the sewing machine is. There's a few wardrobes, and hangers for clothing, most being suitable for cold winters.

There's also a second table with a computer on it, practically discarded and abandoned in the corner. Forgotten.]

[The seventh photo is much more simple. It's of a shower shelf. It's filled entirely with rapidash shampoo and hair conditioner, in varying degrees of empty.]

[There's a video attached at the very end of the post.

Paris lifts the phone camera up, getting it to focus on a bedroom drawer. He sighs loudly, his voice exasperated.

"I feel like I'm going insane. I feel- Okay. What do you think is in here?" Maybe, clothes, I don't know..."

He swings open the drawer as forcefully as he can, revealing that it's filled nearly to the brim with assorted gems. He scoffs, making an exaggerated gesture at it.

"Fucking. Gems."

"And that's not all," He continues, slamming it shut. "Every-" Slam. Single-" Slam. One-" Slam. Each one had been the same as the last. "IS FULL OF FUCKING GEMS!"

"And- And, and, and," He stands up, rushing over to the nightstand, the camera shifting to keep the puzzle box out of view as quickly as possible. He swings the drawer open-

"You guessed it. more gems. I just- how the FUCK-" He storms out of the room, the camera trying to focus on the dark hallway. It's barren- even the walls are devoid of anything.

"Every single, Arcdamn, storage space in this Arceus forsaken house is exactly like that. It's just- FUCKING GEMS! EVERYWHERE! IS THIS WHY I HAD TO PAY HIS RENT?! FUCKE-"

It abruptly cuts off, as if it were edited.]

[reactionimagesdaily]

[Image ID: A screenshot of Axis from Undertale Yellow as he faces the player character. The textbox below says ‘* HOLD THIS, IT SUITS YOU.’ /End ID]

[mr-urple]

coulbnt b me

imagine being sick, couldn't be me

[thinkingabout-girls]

FUCK. YOURE TALLER THAN ME

WHY IS EVERYONE I KNOW SHORT

[venstm]

Things to remember about the shadow magic & how it immensely changed zed. The magic’s origins begin centuries ago in the era of darkin and aspects and its secret has been guarded by the kinkou for a very long time. Not many even knew of its existence and it is seldom spoken of even within the ranks of the kinkou. Zed’s decision to embrace that potentially malevolent power was justified by the peril ionia faced at the hands of noxus, it doesn’t mean it was the right decision nor a judicious one. It takes a great deal of mental fortitude to wield that power and until Zed returned to claim the box and fully merged with it that power was volatile, unstable, its influence bled into his thoughts and blighted his mind leaving him far more susceptible to the throes of his anger, to violence, it augments and exacerbates what had already taken root within Zed having faced the cruel reality of war and death. Even after he has fully merged with the power it still takes diligent meditation to remain in full control over it, exertion on the body leads to vulnerability to the power’s hold and thus after long campaigns and battles it’s not so unusual to find Zed returning to days of solitude to regain that composure and hold over it. The shadows themselves are motile, responsive to touch, it leaves the impression of gliding your hand through smoke, they undulate but from a distance appear solid and profoundly dark. When fingers grace the skin they coil closer to it as if encompassing them, it’s as if they are drawn to the source of contact and warmth. Whilst it’s not something that was documented or known about the magic it is something that steers Zed away from casual contact, at times, the less that is known about his power the more auspicious a situation will become for him. He shares this power with his acolytes through a ceremony, it’s the mark that a disciple has been fully accepted into the order and the process is one where only the two are present and participate. It gives that person a share of his power and whilst not subtracting from his own strength it does give Zed an awareness of that person’s presence, usually it’s very vague and only through intense meditation and honed concentration can he determine that person’s location, wellbeing ect. The shadow’s influence over his mind effected his lucidity and left him prone to outbursts of anger, at the time all of that vehemence was directed at their enemies thus it was harder to recognize but he changed, irrevocably he changed and there was a time where Zed even felt trepidation about it fully conquering his mind. It’s images, memories that do not belong to him, they’re never clear but they feel range from feeling poignant to brimming with animosity, voices, sometimes it’ll be nothing but darkness and a cacophony of voices. It took time and a great deal of perseverance to be able to wield it as effectively as he does currently, his body, already honed as a weapon, had to be retaught many lessons the kinkou had taught him, that equilibrium that he had come to despise proved indispensable in becoming able to control the shadow magic and by extension himself.

[nuravity]

((OOC: I apologize for lack of activity but my muse has been so fickle recently. A part of me wants shippy things but a bigger part doesn't want to write at all.))

[somaticmilk]

Hey we should kill YouTube

Evan is just got home from work I don’t want more work :C

[weaver0fwords]

[demonstars]

I could treat Nov better

No you couldn't. Kys btw

[peteytheparrot]

Guys 😭 Bill isn’t a preteen that was clearly a fucking lie made up by him I literally fucking caNT- Y’all will say don’t trust him and then believe every word out of his mouth, it’s very obvious to tell what the book wants and doesn’t want you to believe 😭😭

[soupis4ever]

love loses!

[elirium]

i dont really like making fandom ocs but sadly i need some for this fic for plot reasons. :\

[dnangelic]

@lunaetis : eden vc : can i join ?

' of course you can , eden . '

' --- join everyone else in the crowd and if you dress nicely enough , maybe i'll give you a wink . '