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[machinerot]

i smack them together like dolls to make them kiss

[foxonrollerskates]

@illiteratesblog

this made me cry so now i need everyone to see it

[dylanisdazed]

I have no idea the family structure that you guys have. Looks kind of cool but I have no background. Can you give me a little bit of history?

Haha, sometimes I forget not all of my followers have been here for like 5 years 😂

I’m Dylie and Adam is my partner 🧑🏻🧔🏻

He had 2 boys from a previous relationship, Parker and Noah 🧑🏻👦🏼

We adopted Milo 🧒🏻

Bubba is my brother 🫦👀😂

[deezee112]

The worst ending 10 : A Delicate Descent

The worst ending 9 | The worst ending 11

Yandere!Jade Leech x GN!Reader

A/N : damn I'm starting to think of an ending where the main character dies. I think I should watch a movie to do the ending.

P.S. I'm almost done with the final draft of kalim.

Warning : This story contains themes of obsession , emotional manipulation , and accidental death.

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@iris-arcadia

If you want me to tag you please tell me.

English is not my first language.

The day you brought him home felt surreal, as though you were stepping into a bizarre dream. him as you decided to name him, was staring at you with those eerily sharp eyes. His expression never betrayed much—calm, collected, and somehow unsettlingly polite for a doll-child. You thought the name suited him. Something elegant yet grounded.

" Jade. " you said aloud, testing the weight of the name. " That’s what I’ll call you. "

The doll’s lips tilted up into a small smile.

You were a little shocked, but after all, this wasn’t an ordinary doll—he was meant to be human in every way that mattered. This would be your responsibility, as strange as it all felt.

" Well, Jade. " you said, setting you bag down and brushing past him. " Let’s set some ground rules, alright? First, no calling me ‘Mother.’ I’m too young for that nonsense. Just call me y/n. "

Jade tilted his head, looking amused but obedient.

Raising Jade wasn’t as difficult as your had feared, but there were moments when his quirks left you baffled. Most of all, it was his obsession with mushrooms.

One morning, you woke to the savory aroma of something cooking in the kitchen. Bleary-eyed, you shuffled in to find Jade at the stove, humming quietly as he sautéed mushrooms in a pan.

" You’re cooking? " you asked, voice thick with sleep.

Jade glanced over his shoulder, wearing an apron far too big for his slender frame. " Good morning, y/n. Breakfast is ready. I made mushroom omelets. "

You grimaced. " Mushrooms again? Jade, I told you yesterday I’m not a fan. "

He smiled that calm, unreadable smile of his. " You’ll like these. I promise. I seasoned them perfectly this time. "

Despite your reluctance, you allowed you self a bite, only to gag and spit it out dramatically. " Nope. Still mushrooms. "

Jade’s smile didn’t waver, but something in his eyes darkened. " You just haven’t acquired the taste yet. " he said smoothly. " You will, eventually. "

You laughed nervously, waving him off. " Sure, sure. Maybe next century. "

As time passed, you couldn’t deny that Jade was growing on you. He was intelligent, polite, and surprisingly thoughtful. He’d often brew you tea after long days at work, sit with you during meals, and even offer to help clean the apartment.

One evening, as you sprawled on the couch after a particularly grueling day, Jade approached with a small plate in hand.

" What’s this? " you asked, eyeing the plate warily.

" Just a snack. " he said, sitting beside you. " Mushroom crisps. They’re much less intense than sautéed ones. I thought you might like them. "

You sighed but took the plate, nibbling on one of the crisps. To you surprise, it wasn’t terrible. " Huh. Not bad. "

Jade’s smile widened, and for a moment, he looked genuinely pleased. " I told you I’d find a way. "

" Alright, don’t get cocky, chef. " you teased, ruffling his hair.

For all his endearing qualities, Jade intensity was difficult to manage. He had a habit of watching you too closely, always with that serene smile that felt just a little too sharp. And then there were the arguments.

One afternoon, after coming home late from work, you found Jade waiting for you by the door. His smile was as calm as ever, but there was an edge to his voice.

" You’re late. " he said, his tone deceptively light.

" Yeah, well, work ran over. " you replied, brushing past him.

" You didn’t answer my calls. " he continued, following you. " I was worried. "

" My phone died. " you explained, kicking off you shoes. " It happens. "

" You could have borrowed someone else’s phone. " Jade said, stepping closer. " Do you have any idea how anxious I was? What if something had happened to you? "

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. " Jade, I’m fine. You don’t need to hover over me like this. I’m an adult, remember? "

The tension simmered between them, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of something dangerous in his eyes.

The argument reached its peak one evening while they were walking home from the market. Jade had been unusually quiet, his expression unreadable.

" Something on your mind? " you asked, trying to break the silence.

He didn’t respond at first, but as they neared the apartment building, he finally spoke. " Why don’t you trust me? "

" What? "

" You keep brushing me off. " he said, his voice eerily calm. " You don’t take me seriously. You don’t let me take care of you the way I want to. Why? "

" Jade, what are you even talking about? " You asked, exasperated. " You’re overthinking this. "

" No. " he said, stepping in front of you, blocking you path. " You don’t understand how much you mean to me. You never do. "

" Okay, you’re being weird. " you said, trying to push past him.

He grabbed You wrist, his grip firm but not painful. " Why can’t you see that I only want what’s best for you? "

The argument escalated quickly. you pulled away, you frustration boiling over. " Jade, you’re acting like a child! Just—just stop! "

And then it happened.

In his desperation to make you stay, to make you listen, Jade reached out, his movements frantic. you stepped back instinctively, not realizing how close they were to the stairwell.

you foot slipped.

" y/n! "

Time seemed to slow as you tumbled down the stairs, you body crumpling at the bottom. Jade froze at the top, his eyes wide with horror.

For a moment, everything was silent. And then he was running down the stairs, kneeling beside you, shaking you gently.

" y/n... " he whispered, his voice trembling. " Wake up. Please wake up.. "

But you didn’t respond.

Tears streamed down his face as he cradled you lifeless body, his mind racing. He hadn’t meant for this to happen. He just wanted you to understand, to stay with him.

" y/n.. " he choked out, pressing his forehead against you. " I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean it… "

The reality of what he’d done sank in slowly, painfully. And yet, even in his grief, he couldn’t bring himself to let you go.

" You’ll forgive me, won’t you..? " he whispered, his voice breaking. " You always forgive me. "

He stayed there for hours, holding your, his mind spiraling into a dark, inescapable abyss.

Jade never moved on from that moment. The apartment remained untouched, frozen in time. Every day, he would sit by you favorite chair, talking to the empty air as though you were still there.

And every night, he would prepare a plate of mushroom crisps, setting it on the table for you.

" Try the mushrooms. " he would say softly, his voice echoing in the silence. " They’re so delicious. You’ll love them this time. I promise. "

[just-hyde]

Hey, guys, look!

Lucifaera, as I affectionately named it, is a severed angelic wing that had somehow attached and planted itself into a vase. If one were to sufficiently drizzle it with lamb's blood everyday for six months, its eyes would begin to "bloom", this also means that some of its feathers can now be plucked and made into excellent writing quills. On a more curious note, the feather of its wings would curl into itself if one tries to spray it with holy water. - Salome Barko, Journal Entry no. 669

[i-am-a-fish]

this post is an experiment, I am curious about how far you will get into the post.

to start, I challenge you to read the orange text below, and not read any further:

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[miiilowo]

hate how having a special interest in a character will turn u into a giggly little anime schoolgirl im like kicking my legs and squealing into a pillow and and blushing and smiling like an idiot and its like Oh yeah no this about a guy who should be in federal prison. yeah. yeah like unforgivable crimes

[eliotbaum]

My Love and My Joy are available as prints on our online shop, Tannenbaum Press until Nov 15th (‘24)! Two more days….!

[meat-and-machinery]

[theintention]

hey (with the intention of rubbing your back until you fall asleep)

[sufiblackmamba]

hey (with the intention of watering you with love and making you grow)

[sculpturegallery]

Ken Little - Hey 1996 Bronze

[marquise-sv]

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[kbondoxxxxav]

13 yrs later :

[oobbbear]

Remember when I said about something romantic and backroom survival