#( open! )

[thedarktavern]

WE ARE THE NAIMLINGS. FEED US CATBOY NAIM. pls. PLS.

(SORRY THIS TOOK TOO LONG BUT TADA.)

". . . You know I'm not an...actual cat right?. . ."

// pls help him,, dont pet him !! //

[presidentxddcc]

Caine turned Pomni into a Disney princess for a day or two. She's ready to be loved even if she doesn't understand what is going on.

[evelicious]

THE   BODY   IS   MANGLED   .   FLESH   TORN   ASUNDER   &   NEAR   UNRECOGNISABLE   .   WHAT   WAS   ONCE   A   MAN   DANGLES   LIMPLY   WITHIN   THE   GRASP   OF   EVELYNN'S   LASHERS   .               a   morbid   sight   indeed   for   anyone   unlucky   enough   to   stumble   upon   her   in   this   dark   ,   dank   alleyway   .   so   many   people   like   to   throw   around   their   moral   compass   …   they   try   to   say   ‘   he   didn't   deserve   it   '   —   evelynn   begged   to   differ   .               she   will   be     JUDGE   .   JURY   &   EXECUTIONER   .         OPEN !

[whccares]

God I wanna be soft and kiss someone but alas, I am doomed to be alone and mysterious.

[6exta]

HE'S   SEATED   WITH   A   HAND   RESTING   AGAINST   HIS   KNEE   ,   LOOKING   BORED   .   grimmjow   regards   idly   as   people   pass   him   by   ,   brows   knitted   together   irritably   .                        “                buncha'   fuckin'   ants   …                ” 

OPEN !

[sixtymillionoverdueideas]

"One hangs out on the drama shelves (one crow sorrow), but keeps the monologues to herself (two crows mirth)... Two and three are studying jewels (three a wedding, four a birth). Four reads all about the puns (five crows silver), five won't share the shiny ones (six crows gold), six and seven label molecules (seven ravens, curious and bold)..." Hidan's words carry a low, familiar cadence, the Jashinist humming the tune under his breath as he drags butchered limbs out of his room, wrapped in white cloth now turning a dark, familiar brown of drying blood. His skin was pale again, not the vantablack of his strange ritual, but even now, after it was over, there was something about his skin that seemed to imply the structure of his bones. They weren't protruding, no, but something... Something stood out, there. But that was a minor unsettling detail, compared to the cheerful whistling and calm, settled look in his eyes. At least Hidan was perfectly willing to dispose of his own waste, though the smell of blood never truly washed away from his skin.

[stabsilk]

muffled, facedown: "can i pay you to pretend that never happened?"