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KEYCHAIN! COMPILATION! POST !!!!
The helmet duo...
did you guys know that the "m" in lmk stands for meow 😱 ?! /j
Love Week, Day 7: Abandoned one
[Content warnings: murder, dead body, and blood]
You let yourself fall into the grass from the impact, your annoyance dragging you down. The last enemy's scream is cut off, now a burbling sound coming from them, until it stops with a thump. Then silence. It's broken by the rustling of the grass.
Abandoned one comes closer to you, into your view, and stops between your legs. Their form, dripping with blood, looms over you. They're like a giant from this view. Until they drop on top of you, hands on your wings, their bloody face close to yours. They hide the suns behind them. A drop of blood falls on your face.
But you're already covered in blood, too.
"I could've killed them myself," you say, glaring at Abandoned one.
They've started the fight, but you can fight for yourself. There is no need for them to coddle you this way.
"I know," they draw out, "But nobody gets to touch you but me. Or hurt you." There's an edge to their smirk as they narrow their eyes.
You scoff at them. It was a fight, of course you would be hurt. Besides, who do they think they are?
"Entitled-" You snap your mouth shut and turn your head from them, tired of looking at their face. Almost tired of them.
A hand on your chin yank your head back, forcing your eyes on them.
Their eyes pull you in. The way they look at you, adoration mixed with want, easily stoles your breath away. They lean in closer, slowly, until their warm breath hits you. Then they lean in even more, closer and closer. Their nose brushes your skin, their lips scrape against your cheek, and they stop close to your ear. They always manage to get a shiver from you.
"I'll protect you, whatever you want it or not."
They lean away, and now there is enough space for you to breathe. With a gasp, you push them from you and stand up, wanting to leave this wretched place. A laugh follows you as you step around one of the dead bodies.
You ignore the sick thought in your head, the one that says you shouldn't have let them lean away from you.
So like,,, I doodled a humanized-ish ORF for @monocamped / @orfriend . Reblogs are fine, please do not reupload/use without permission. My art blog is @legendaryanimist-arts .
I introduced a good friend of mine to Jacksepticeye a while ago and today she sent me this! (She’s so good at art I can’t) @therealjacksepticeye
im hardlauching my yumeship hi guys I Kiss Simoun
i Am sharing btw. hypersharing in fact. BILLIONS must kiss simoun
textless ver below the cut ya
@chocodippedberries hihi here is the Dev's Simoun Stuff post
all of these are commissioned! none of the art here is by me!
this one was a vday gift from kedda AKA @\4syoulikeit !! ⤵️⤵️⤵️
and this is the ch. 33 summary animatic i did for class... i dont think ive posted it here yet... looks kinda poo because it was made in 3 days
and of course, the ita bag (to be updated)