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♥  Favorite Characters Meme ♥

List your favorite characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people.

Monukuma - Danganronpa

Riku - Kingdom Hearts

Louise - Bob’s Burgers

Jeremy Gilbert - The Vampire Diaries

Baz - Carry On

Will Graham - Hannibal

Connor - Detroit: Become Human

Piglet - Winnie the Pooh

Peter Parker - MCU

Glamrock Freddy - FNAF

Tagged by @bomsplode

Tagging: whoever wants to do it

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WHAT FORM OF LOVE DO YOU EMBODY?

love as violence

[ love as bloodshed, crimson as a knife slipped between your ribs ] when ocean vuong said "to arrive at love, then, is to arrive through obliteration" and when franz kafka said "you are the knife i turn inside myself; that is love" and when ada limon said "how do you love? like a fist. like a knife" and when richard siken said "sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine"

tagged by: @nosac-glave​

tagging: @carriageofaerietails​ @bomsplode​ and anyone else who wants to do it

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nosac-glave​:

Despite the droplets he flung at her, she made no move to dodge them, allowing for them to splatter across her corpse like features. Clouded eyes, once a vibrant, brilliant blue, remained steadfast in their empty gaze. He reminded her faintly of something, of what or whom, she did not know; the energetic bursts of movement were all too familiar. Perhaps he reminded her of someone else she know, long past? Whatever the reason, it was with that deep seated patience, no matter how deep one had to dig to find it, that she did not attempt to take his head off then and there for encroaching on her space.

A token of our first meeting?

She bit back a laugh at that; perish the thought. Demon blood was something she needed for a barrier construct. Tokens? Trophies? Ah, it was supposedly an accepted fact that murderers would often keep mementos of their victims. She never got into that sort of thing; why bother keeping a physical memento, when you could keep their soul instead? That seemed far more a precious treasure than say, a measly clothing item, or a physical body part of a victim. Then again, souls were only valuable to her kind and others of the like; humans and other supernatural beings couldn’t have been bothered.

“You sound childish,” she mused aloud, unbothered by his words. It was amusing in a way, and in a sense she could detect a certain likeness; both of them seemed to be detached from something. Her with empathy, and to her, he appeared to be out of touch with….probably a lot of things if she cared to dig deeper.

“So I suppose you enjoyed your consequence?” Notice that she did not ask him if he’d like another puncture; she doubted he wouldn’t hesitate to take her up on her offer. Despite having obtained what she came for, she wanted to observe this one a bit more. 

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His eyes go black, for only a moment, watching the blood hit it’s target. She didn’t duck and dive, she didn’t try to avoid the splatter at all. Curiouser and curiouser! The longer this interaction kept going, the more interested he was in the other. Anti’s form glitched, static crackling in the air around the two. A part of him wishes to get inside her head, poke around and dig his claws in, but he senses that would end with him enduring more than just a slit throat.

The demon kept close, not afraid of another attack while still being wary of the possibility. He wasn’t sure if she’d try and take more of his blood, even more unsure if he wanted her to. Anti, despite being a demon and having various knowledge of things, doesn’t know the uses of demonic blood and has zero clue as to what the other could possibly want with it. Or what plans she may have to do with it.

Childish? That deterred the demon’s train of thought, his focus back to himself. He grinned wide, neck rolling and head jerking. ❝Got a problem with children?❞ Anti laughed. ❝ Or just a problem with childish acts? Or a problem with me? Am I annoying y̨̛͘ò̴̴u͘ųu͝u̵̕ư͡?❞ Childish was certainly a good descriptor for Anti when he was like this. A preferable attitude and way of being to murderous or crazed. Of course his moods could switch in the blink of an eye.

He raised his hand, a finger trailing across the wound before pulling at the  s p l i t  in his skin. ❝Well I sure as hell ain’t complaining!❞ More blood spilled down his neck, a dark crimson that stood out against his sickly pale skin. ❝You’re not the first to do this! That honor goes to m͞͞e-̡͡͝m̸̧͠ę̸-̕me̵̷!❞ Oh how he enjoyed reminiscing about that day, taking his blade to his host’s throat. This was before he had his own physical form of course, but he sure did enjoy inflicting injuries on himself the human’s body for fun. 

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carriageofaerietails​:

Red, green, blue. Red, green, blue. The haphazard colours reflected chaotically in the whites of Mireya’s distant eyes, her gaze only shifting to take Anti in after his manic laughter broke the silence of the room. Whatever he’d said to her had gone in one of the ‘doll’s’ ears and out of the other.

All of a sudden, Mireya giggled with him, though the gesture was soft and hollow. The smile that lingered bore an undercurrent of pain. She looked down into her lap, a bloodied knife dormant on the ruined fabric. Even the knife itself was damaged, as if someone had taken a good chunk out of the sharp metal.

“I killed him.” She said. Where the knife had come from was a mystery. It could have been one of Anti’s that had been carelessly left somewhere, or it might have belonged to the victim that was now scattered into puzzle pieces all around the dark room. “I killed him with this knife. Now I’m almost like you.”

The demon is giggling to himself, continuing his mindless doodling in the blood. His gaze flickers between the blood, the  s c a t t e r e d  pieces of the corpse and his doll. So many interesting things to view in this moment. Where to look, where to look?

A quiet giggle joins his own, and Anti snaps his eyes towards Mireya. A wicked grin now on his lips. 

❝Yͣͬͣ̀͌óu͑ ̷̈͂ͥ͋̃̿̽did,❞ he hums. ❝You killed him good and dead! And made such a p̶ret̸t͠y͡ me̕ss̸.❞ Anti glitches out, disappearing and reappearing around the room, taking in the gore of the butchered body. (Impressive) The weapon, a spare knife belonging to Anti, did it’s job. Although it seemed to take some unfortunate damage in the process, it would be rather useless now.

Almost like Anti? Oh, sweet little doll. No one is like Anti.

❝Nah, if you were anything like me you’d be laughing right now,❞ the demon points out, almost scoffing. ❝You would be celebrating! You would be ecstatic and exploding!❞ As if to show an example Anti himself glitches wildly, bursts of static and color where he stands.

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a quick reminder that my reply time does not equate to how interested i am in writing with you or your muse ! i am a slow writer when it comes to replies - this is my hobby and i have to prioritise mental health , work , studying or whatever else is going on in my life . sometimes my muse will be fickle , and i’ll have energy for certain threads or asks over others ! this does not mean i have forgotten about you or your muse . i love each and every one of my roleplay partners , and i appreciate your patience endlessly ! i’ll always be available if you want to scream about our babies , and i look forward to when i do have the energy to respond to our things <3

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// i swear one of these days i’ll have more time to hop on here and do more than just one reply ughhh

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“  it looked kind of beautiful in a fucked up sort of way.  blood on snow.  the kind of thing you usually only see in stories.  ” 

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❝O̡ͣͤ̅h̒͋ ̵͊̉̒͐͋ͭǹ͊͐̂́o͆̾͝, I bet it was beautiful in a  b e a u t i f u l  sort of way!❞ Anti corrects the other, pitchy voice giddy as he takes in the sight. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and this beholder finds beauty in the dark and twisted and gory. 

His movements are erratic, arms gesturing wildly around, incapable of being still. He happily pictures pristine, white snow slowly being stained crimson as the blood seeps and soaks in. ❝We should bring more stories like that to life. Bring true beauty to this boring, bland world!❞

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nosac-glave​:

@glitchedknives​ continued from here!

She remained silent as he prattled on; his strange behavior was not lost on her, but she simply decided to not put much stock into it. He was a strange individual to her, but not so much that she found him unusual: she’s come across many twisted beings, this came as no surprise to her.

Borna hummed in response, collecting the small drops of blood that dripped from her knife into a small vial. In truth, she could gotten this from any other demon, but  he just happened to appear and as her mother always said; ‘Waste not, want not’. Although, he was a little bit annoying, but maybe it’s just his voice.

“Necessity does not equate ‘fun’, demon.” she replied curtly, sealing the vial. “You  happened to get in my way, I saw an opportunity.” She observed his appearance with contempt and snickered. “Of course, it didn’t help you tried attacking me, but that’s beside the point.”

The demon keeps moving, unable to stay still, practically bouncing now. His bright eyes stay locked on the other. While Anti prefers someone in his presence to be scared, petrified, angry or dead, he finds this reaction quite interesting.

He watches his blood drip (drip drip drop) from her blade. Curious. The demon glitched a bit closer, tilting his head to the side. A pale hand moves up to his throat, rubbing and smearing his blood around. Why collect his blood? And for what? ❝ Keeping a t̡ok͘͟eń͢ ̧̢of our first meeting? ❞ he asked with a laugh, taking his blood covered hand now and shaking and flicking it in her direction, watching the small droplets fly towards her.

❝ Oh but fun is the most necessary necessity! And one should always make fun their first and foremost necessity. Or vengeance. Or violence. Though I suppose those two can count as fun.❞ He pauses, letting out a burst of laughter, appearance going glitched and flashy. ❝ Well you know the saying...attack first then deal with the consequences laaaaater! H̨̻̩̥͕̫̰e̝h̨̺̝e̯̺̞͡h̭͍̥̦̘̙͚e̛̠̣̲. ❞

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friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you

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REBLOG THIS IF IT IS OKAY FOR PEOPLE TO SEND YOU MEMES AT ANY POINT, EVEN HOURS / DAYS AFTER IT WAS ORIGINALLY REBLOGGED SINCE WE ARE ALL NOT ONLINE AT THE SAME TIME

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                    psa — if we’re mutuals, this gives you unsaid permission to attack my inbox whenever you want, as much as you want, with whatever you want.  want to spam me with memes?  break your ask limit.  want to send me random messages?  break your ask limit.  want to leave me love?  break your ask limit.  anything.  everything.  it doesn’t matter what time of day or night, even if i’m not around, you are always welcome.  you always have permission.  i mean it.

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Happy New Year, Glitch Bitch! Any plans or resolutions??

❝ Thrills and chills! Murder and mayhem! That’s  A̸̔̽ ̴̃̄͊͂̚L͆͐̍̑̑̊̅͏ ͯW̏ͩ̊ͦ̔͠ ̡̈́̋̆̔̄ͯͨAͩ̄ͩ̎ͦͬ͝ ͆ͭ͠Ẏͦ̓̈́͜ ͒̍ͣ̈ͥ͟Sͯͪ͒ͪ̽ͧ  the plan! ❞

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"Antisepticeye"

Just a colored sketch of Anti. I haven't been drawing properly due to burn out and school, plus i don't have any drawings that are good enough to post. I apologize for my absence.

Sketch is from Autodesk Sketchbook, and the Coloring is from Paint Tool Sai 2.

My comment in this piece... My eyes are bleeding.

If i can, i might do this again for the other egos.

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