Jackson was gonna be insufferable all day. You just knew it. Between accidentally giving himself a sprained ankle and having you do pretty much everything while he had to wait until his ankle was completely healed, his pride definitely took a hit and he was not happy about it.
Hhhhh I like challenges and I love Halloween… gonna try my best to do everyday of this challenge maybe another one too…..
This is TwinTober Day 1 Skin from Easton and Emmary
@eastonandemmary
Anyway take a sip of this
TW: Serial killer POV, skin, bad grammar (only fluent in Spanglish), blood, prolly like at least 5 typos, Google Docs autocorrected it so if it merges bad my fault gng, weird metaphor, skin carving, breaking and entering, yandere shit
The first time I beheld her, the room smelled faintly of lavender and blood. Not mine,never mine bbt from some stranger whose brows she had just trimmed with precision. Her hands were caramel and golden as fine as the chains I cling to, steady with the discipline of a saint. In that moment, I knew I loved her.
I loved her with the love of grave soil for the body it covers.
She did not know me, not truly. To her, I was only another patron in her dim little studio, another face made less monstrous by her craft. But each touch of her fingers against my cheek was a sermon, each clip of her scissors a hymn. Her voice soft, clinical, detached burned into me like incense smoke.
I began to bring her gifts. Not roses, never roses too obvious, too innocent. Nono she deserved so much more than something anyone else could leave on her grave. Instead, I left my tokens on her counte. Porcelain to match her gold, mocha to compliment her hair and a fair shade with star clustered freckles to show her that she is the goddess in my world. She never asked where they came from. She only smiled politely, as if they were curiosities, and tucked them away. That smile made me feverish.
She was perfect, and I was nothing but a shadow starved of her light. A light that shined brighter yet was just as corruptly beautiful as my darkness’s. And yet, night after night, I carved my devotion into the world so that by the time she touched another man’s skin, she would remember the way I bled for her, killed for her, lived only for her.
One day, when the time ripens and the scissors glint just so, I will let her sculpt not only my flesh, but my very soul. Until then, I watch, I wait, and I love her the way cold clings to the dead. My sweet golden girl you are my light and the skin I take for you will forever be carved into my memory
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Wowee let’s see if I can consistently write, would probably help my essays become descriptive anyway
The spooky scary skeletons dancing with River (who is scared of skeletons, so he's using the headphones and beanie-as-blindfold stuff from Estes sessions to tone down their spooky selves.)
A note for you all to give context for the next couple of works I'm going to post. There are a pair of twin content creators I follow. They're names are Easton and Emmary who primarily make audios on YouTube. Their voices are very wonderful, the characters they create top notch, and the writing for their audios beautifully done. They also have a Twitch channel where they stream both chatting and playing games that appeal to their whimsical, playful, and darker storytelling nature.
If you enjoy yandere characters, characters that have delightfully morbid or odd twists to them, or just a pair of wonderful personalities working together to create wonderful things, I highly recommend them. The link to their YouTube is below, so please give a listen if you are at all interested.
We welcome you to our world. We are Easton and Emmary Luxheart. We are a pair of lovesick storytellers who enjoy creating and performing oth
As for what this has to do with my own creations, it's simple.
Every October, the Twins have a creative challenge they call "Twintober" where they call upon their fans to get creative and make works based on whatever prompts are assigned to specific days. From short written works to full blown art pieces, whether they be works centered on their own characters or ocs of the person creating, seeing just what kind of creations the Twins inspire is always wonderful to see.
Last year, I participated and either drew or wrote a little something every day. And almost (if not all) of those works are ones that I am particularly proud of.
Therefore, I am writing this in order to say that I will be sharing these works with you for the next couple of days from my archives! And for any works based on actual characters that they themselves have created and brought to life, I will share the links to the audios of those characters for you all to listen to if you so choose. I hope you all enjoy them. :)
The siblings rested their heads on each other, allowing themselves to finally have some much rest after all that work. After all, it wasn't easy to do what needed to be done to protect the one you love and make sure you had them all to yourselves.
Easton and Emmary link:
We welcome you to our world. We are Easton and Emmary Luxheart. We are a pair of lovesick storytellers who enjoy creating and performing oth
He smiled as he watched your eyes widen in horror. It really was adorable how you thought that all the bones that were part of his "costume" were just paint.