#summands

[formaultimavita-blog]

@summands

While he didn’t  generally bother to deal with human foods, he figured it wasn’t a terrible idea to try them.

Standing outside a shop that sold a variety of human sweets, he wondered what exactly they tasted like, and if they brought any sense of sating to his hunger. He highly doubted it, but he was willing to try.

The only issue being he didn’t exactly have any money.

Grabbing a hold of the nearest bystander, he made sure they weren’t able to get away. Turning the man in a blue jumpsuit towards him, he simply pointed at one of the treats in the display.

“I have no money,”

“Would you mind purchasing that for me?”

[formaultimavita-blog]

summands replied to your post:hey baby i hear you're a bird you ever consider...

how about a meal for you instead

“Certainly. I can always go for a snack before the main course.”

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hey baby i hear you're a bird you ever consider using me in place of your nest it's just a suggestion

“Hmm---I think you would do better for a meal for the chicks than a nest.”

[sixkurashiki-blog]

"What makes you you? How are you able to acknowledge that you are even a thing, separate from the rest of the Universe?"

“The universe is endless, and we’re not even a fraction of what encompasses it. We’re so small, we hardly matter, and no one will miss us when we’re gone. It’s not cruelty or malice-but complete indifference.

“But I’ve fought hard for my place in it. Even if my actions are eternally meaningless, I don’t regret what I’ve done.

“Even being lost to time... I am me. I have been me. I will be me. No one can take that away.”

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Get Into the Spirit

His life had become a living hell.

Why did it have to be this time, this place...?

Why, of all the people in the world, did it have to be her, and why, of all the days in the year, did it have to be now...?

He thought he could escape. Just one year, just once...

But not even being kidnapped by the Hive could help him...

‘Happy Halloween, Siggy!” she said with a tip of her witch hat, amidst the groans and horrible shrieks of who knows what she had put into his apartment.

Webs lined his home, too many to even move properly... the blood on the walls looked a little too real, the way she had managed to fix up an ever present fog amongst the floors was both impressive and concerning, and all the while he couldn’t help but worry about what she put into the bathroom this year.

Why... why did it have to be now?

It was like a bad dream, every year... no matter where he was, she managed to find him. She, she really was a demon.

“Do you like it?” she said, picking up a skull off his coffee table and posing with it against her face. “I tried to work hard to make sure our favorite time of the year was special, even if we’re not at home.”