#silly you

[weevmo]

I helped a little with @kmodoposts Abstracted Ribbit Song: Silly You! The ribbit drawing and some of the art for the kaleidoscope scene at the end specifically but the song is a bop; GO GIVE IT SOME LOVE!

[sskatmar]

I JUST REALIZED SILLY YOU ONLY HAS 26K VIEWS…

go listen to silly you OR I KILL YOU!!

[dumblr]

But we were something, don't you think so?

[mybvalentine]

no offense but fic readers telling writers “we need part 2” or “we need more” whatever the hell meanwhile not reblogging r……

[binah-beloved]

binah with someone who isnt human.

not a distortion, not an abnormality, but a fragment of one. someone who was stolen away by nothing there and a new thing was left in their hollow shell after it had vacated and tries to fit in despite the feeling that something is so so wrong that follows them everywhere.

maybe she realises when she notices there’s a label stuck over their name on their id. maybe she notices when their flesh seems to squirm beneath the skin when she holds their hands. maybe she notices when their eyes gaze at her so lovingly yet look so awfully dead.

or maybe, when a monstrosity stumbles to her side, chanting her name like a broken song and garbling in a mangled version of their lovely voice.

you are peculiar. not really here nor there, this or that. unique, yes- human, no. it's subtle, something only she seems to notice because Binah would observe you forever, if she could. the snappish way you tilt your head. your eyes, unblinking. the stare you give to the floor and walls when you're idle. how curious, she thinks, and it's with interest and a bit of delight. so rarely does anything actually make her stop to wonder. she likes you, you know. you're sweet despite the slight sense of unease you exude, a hard worker doing your best, the best you can to fit in and seem normal. Binah holds your hands with ease, not minding how your fingers twitch and your skin shifts. perhaps you notice that she has noticed, too. and you tilt your head in that odd angular way and ponder over why she stays, when she knows that you will never be what you appear

aren't you someone still worth loving, though? Binah holds you close, as best she could, something of flesh and bones and claws. perhaps it is not your skin. but you seem to like that skin. you still exist. you are not nothing. and Binah loves the being that inhabits this puppet so you can have hands and legs and be able to hug her whenever you want. she has seen many things, it will take more than this to disgust her, and so you're allowed to lean against her, to hum in that echoing, broken voice of yours. Binah closes her eyes and tilts her chin to the side to look at you, fingers ghosting over something that's not the original, just pretending

"I was a monster. An Arbiter. We can be monsters together, forever, if that eases your heart."

[notetaeker]

Eldest daughter energy is feeling 100% confident you can solve everyone's problems and also feeling like everyone's problems are your responsibility to solve 💀

[mondaymelon]

AAHHHHHH!!! NOOOO!!! NOT THE ALPHA WOLF!!! iTS TOO MUCH!! I CANT CONTRO L MYSELF ANY LONGER!! THE URGE TO D O M I N A T E AND FORCE OTHERS INTO S U B M I S S S I O N IS OVERPOWERING MY BRAIN AHHHH O H NOOO O O OO O O O OO. AWO O O. O. O O O O O O o o o o. o oo oOOOOOO !!!!