#i was inactive yesterday

[rammliedmania]

Your artstyle is so fucking nice!!!can you draw Iori Yagami from kof?i think he would look really cool in your style!🥺(sorry for my bad English)

AHHH THANK YOU SOSO MUCH ANON !!! ;__;;; THANK YOUUU..... YESS OFC I LOVE IORI he was really fun to draw!! sorry sorry for the lateness btw 🙇‍♀️ i hope you like it!!

[st4rstudent]

[loud] Out of context thing from twt parody accounts

here's a bonus drawing from the same acc

[tapipolouzer]

rlly messy lpsf doodle, i might add the other doodles i did last year in a magma with a friend that i never posted

[spiderwebd]

(walks in like a dad coming home after getting the milk) what's up gang I'm back from the babyjail—

Ah. Damn.

[celestecreation]

CapNap VS Skibidi Toilet Rap Battle, Who will win Comment your answer 3 2 1

[the-sand-guardian]

Whumptober 12: Cannibalism

A continuation of days 2 and 8. Takes place in the middle of day 2.

The door was blocked. With a few empty threats and a little extra sweet-talking, Cell had quickly won over one of the guards. Really, it shouldn’t have been as easy as it was. Maybe this Felps guy was just a little easy, he figured. Felps had blocked off the door and had bought Cell at least 15 minutes before the other guards would find him and his queridinho.

It was easy to stow away JV’s stupid, handsome body with Felps’ help. Honestly, if the dude weren’t a fucking cop, Cell could see the two of them being friends. Too bad he was going to get fired once the other guards figured out what he was doing behind the scenes. Maybe Cell was just helping him break out of the whole ‘cop’ thing. It was for the better, no matter what. 

With the door blocked, it was going to be easy to keep Pac there. The hard part, however? Getting Pac away from Mike. That pink-haired ass got in Cell’s way so often- How was he ever supposed to protect his queridinho if Mike was keeping him from him? Cell knew he was heading to solitary after this, so he knew he’d have plenty of time to scheme on ways to send Mike on a visit to JV. 

But that was for later. 

All Cellbit had on his mind now was his beloved Pac. The way he imagined his flesh to give between his teeth. The way his face would contort while he cried. How much safer he’d be once the whole thing was done. It was for the best. 

By some miracle, he was able to lug Pac away from Mike. He woke up in the hall just in time to see Felps blocking off the doors. Pac tried to sit himself up but struggled with the layer of sweat already coating his body. Cell stared into his beautiful dark eyes for a moment, savouring the look of sheer terror he wore before he took a step back away from him and took his knife from his pocket. 

“Oh, queridinho, did you think you could leave me behind so easily? Don’t you know I want what’s best for you?” 

Pac opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was completely dry. 

Cell crouched down next to him and cupped his cheek gently. “What’s best for you is me, tesouro, you should know this… There’s no sweetness to freedom without love” 

Pac’s quick breaths caught for a moment as the blade of Cellbit’s knife traced lightly against his chest, not even enough to cut the material of his shirt. Then, Cell pushed it against him a little more. Pac winced instinctively. 

“What you’ve done to me- It hurt- Meu deus, it hurt, queridinho! You and your silly friends thinking you could just leave me behind? That’s not what’s best for you, is it? Well, I’ve come up with a little way for you to really understand how terrible such a thing is, ok? Maybe with a little punishment-” He poked the knife against him harder. “-you’ll understand how I feel a little better too…” 

Pac swallowed hard. “What- what are you going to do to me?” His voice quivered even with such a quiet question. 

“All in due time, queridinho…” Cell pressed a sickening kiss to Pac’s cheek before letting go of his face. He backed up but hovered over the other, pinning him to the ground with one hand as he kept the knife pressed to his chest. “Tell me, which leg do you like best?”

Pac stammered a second. “Que?” 

“I believe I was clear. Which leg do you like better?” With the last word, he moved his blade before pressing it into his stomach enough to elicit a yelp of pain. 

Pac hesitated a moment before the knife sank deeper into his skin. “EI! EI! Fuck, right! Right! I choose right!” He choked out a sob with his answer as tears had begun to drop down his face. Cell was right. He was absolutely gorgeous when he cried. 

Cell moved to sit between Pac’s legs and propped his feet up onto his shoulders. He carefully and slowly pulled his blade from Pac’s stomach before licking the little bit of blood from it. He was so, so sweet. Exactly as sweet as he’d spent every night over the past week dreaming about. 

He looked at him with a smile. “Left, right?” 

“Left- No, no, I said right!” 

Cell nodded and brought his knife down quickly into his left thigh. Pac screamed and Felps’ face shifted from the end of the room as he watched the ordeal. Cell dragged his knife down through his pant leg and his flesh before pulling it out and sinking his hands through both, tearing open both the leg and ripping open the orange- though quickly staining red- fabric. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked the blood off of his thumb. 

He struggled a moment to pick up his knife with the slickness of the blood covering his hands, but he got it back after a moment and made a few more slashes into Pac’s succulent skin before his screams stopped. His head hit the ground with a soft thud just as Cell finally got to sink his teeth deep into the man. The moment that had occupied Cell’s mind for weeks was finally happening, but was cut almost too soon by hands grabbing at him from behind. He bit down on Pac’s skin again, harder this time and was able to pull off a chunk of his leg as he was ripped from the other. 

The prongs of a taser dug into Cell’s skin, and he fell almost limp in the arms of the guards as they dragged him back to those cells he’d gotten so used to before Pac and Mike’s arrival to the prison. They threw him against the wall of his least favourite solitary cell hard, enough for his back to crack against the uncomfortable metal bed that was in the corner of the room. The door swung shut after a moment and the tines of the taser were finally ripped from his body. The cell was plunged into darkness and Cell was left alone once again in the silence of what he’d done. Any misery he should have been feeling in that moment was lost on him, though, as his job had been done.

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Thank you for reading! I've also posted this to Ao3, where I'll be cataloguing all of my works for this month! I also have 3 other WIP fics, so if you enjoy my works please go show some love over there or feel free to shoot me an ask!

[happi-dreams]

My iPad needs to back up againn cause my dad somehow stopped it so I’m using my mums! :D

Back to using sketch book though which is a lil difficult but I’m getting the hang of it againn

Lil doodles :D

[tj-crochets]

Another weird question for y'all: If you are moderately allergic* to a thing and had been eating it anyway for years because you didn't know, and then when you figure out what you're allergic to you quit eating it at all, can you lose your ability to tolerate even a little bit of it? *a phrase which here means "probably severely allergic but can tolerate small amounts when on antihistamines"

[reluctanttrabbit]

hello chat

[litany-writes]

i actually am SO in love w lando’s little mullet that he’s got going on. normally i think that hairstyle looks so bad but idk what is it abt his cut it’s just. man. i need to put him in my pocket. i need to bite something. idk anymore.

[batcloak]

clearing out inactives

[moo-savr]

my ass after watching a makoto shinkai tittle

[st4rstudent]

Btw sorry for not getting to asks and drawing lately, I've been busy for almost the whole past week. hangs my head low

[lavender-phannie]

ummmmm fandometrics time! phanphanphanphanphanphanphanphanphanaohanpahnapnap....

[bunniehunn]

I should probably draw but. I’m so tired waaaaaaa 😭😭😭😭😭

[cestvreth]

always daydreaming about going on art retreats and being a brand representative