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@leftmyhartontheice
VAL ▸ K : change of plans VAL ▸ K : hungover. making me get out of this bed will send me to the grave. VAL ▸ K : come here instead. i'll venmo you for the takeout.
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YӨЦ'VΣ GӨƬ Λ .ᐟ 𝗧𝗘𝗫𝗧
@leftmyhartontheice
VAL ▸ K : change of plans VAL ▸ K : hungover. making me get out of this bed will send me to the grave. VAL ▸ K : come here instead. i'll venmo you for the takeout.
@qapsiel
stimboard for an arginnit with. freezing/hypothermia, open graves, and darkness as a malevolent force?
yep!!
Eddsworld Request Sketches
eddsworld requests I did for some discord friends
also a zombeh Jon thing that I came up with cuz one of the requests was Jon "as a tombstone" and that reminded me of zombeh attack lol
« ☆ starter for @lalesencl »
STATUS: closed LOCATION: pere lachaise cemetery DATE/TIME: monday afternoon
“—İlk başta bana garip geldi / It was odd to me at first,” the brunette sighs, observing, with a tilt to her head, the gothic burial chamber towering above them as they made their way down the cobblestone path. “You know, that people have lunch in this place and spend so much time here as if it’s the hot spot of social gatherings.” The last few months in Paris had been made better with the presence of two souls who felt more like sisters than cousins; they brought about a sense of ease and calm that had settled her nerves about moving back to the city that had, essentially, broken her. Though fiercely independent, her innermost fears were essentially being unlocked, and that was more than she could handle right now. Family was what she needed most, and she was extra thankful and grateful that she had Lale and Lida to lean upon in the city. “And somehow, I’ve become one of them. I spend my lunch breaks walking through here, when we’re not going to luncheons, of course.” Turning to face her cousin now, she heaved a sigh. “Have I officially lost my mind, Lale? I have, haven’t I? You can be honest with me. Your cousin has lost the plot.”
i wonder if little bruce wayne ever pitched a tent at his parent's graves so he could be like the other boys and camp with his dad
still makes me feral that dean dug himself out of his own grave