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How do we feel about yandere boyfriends

Amazing currently

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guys what if i pretended to finish a drawing by lining it and coloring it and then slapping a cool filter on it so i could spread the NINAKATE agenda???? cuz that's... totally not what im doing !!! anyways more stuff under cut :33 vvv

first pic is og colors, the two others r alternatives!!! 4th is the sketch with some of my ancient art as references ... i drew the sketch a while ago, but i really liked it so i decided to finish it ^o^ last one is just some doodles!!!

close up cuz i think her chibi turned out rlly cute hehe .... also ME??? NOT POSTING CANDYPOP??? OR LAUGHING JACK??? OR JASON?????? yes its possible guyz .... (but this will probably be one of the only times I'll be posting nina (or kate) ever. unless something comes up idfk.) anyways i wanna post/redraw other pastas, so u guys can pick who next !!!

ill probably post in order of highest to lowest cuz im not hosting another one of these on the next post lmao

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I want to write my novel so badly, but every time I sit down to make real progress, my mind just refuses to continue the outline. It’s going to be the death of me, I swear.

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I wanna make hc’s so bad but I mischaracterize characters so hard💔💔

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´´Ya cut ‘em out and you got no eyes.

Your best bet is to stay inside… and don’t look around. 🔪🍂

[ mother mother - love to death ]

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The Sleep Technician | A poem

By night he walks through neural mist,

A hush of wires beneath his hand.

He trims the vines of dreaming land,

Deletes what neurons can’t resist.

He scrubs away the lover’s face,

The child once lost, the fire and screams.

His work: to bleach the stained-out dreams—

To carve the mind a safer place.

They come in grids, in quiet files,

The nightmares, hopes, the tangled lies.

He scans them all through frozen eyes—

A janitor of midnight miles.

Some dreams are joy, but joy can rot.

Too bright, they scorch the inner skin.

He severs them with sterile grin,

Erases all the world forgot.

But one night, in a tangled reel,

He finds a dream he knows too well—

A crooked tree, a broken well,

A kiss he used to beg to feel.

His hands hang still above the keys.

The room grows warm, the lights go red.

He knows this breath, this laugh, this bed—

His ribs collapse in memories.

She’s there again, with moonlit grin,

A voice that melted clocks and time.

The dream repeats, like silent rhyme—

And dares to speak what sleeps within.

He knows to press DELETE, but no.

The button fades beneath his palm.

The air grows thick, the wires hum calm,

And all the screens begin to glow.

She whispers “stay”—not from the dream,

But from his chest, where long she lay.

He sobs into the wired gray,

Undone by things that used to seem.

Now he keeps just this one:

The logs, the codes, his duty, gone.

He dreams each night beside her head—

And love, where once was only gone

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"ABSORBED"—⟡ ILLUMI X GN.READER

Pairing: Illumi x reader

Summary: you meet Illumi during a mission as he caught you taking down a client, causing you to pique his interest.

Word count: 639

Warnings: Illumi x gn. reader, ooc's prominent so you can count this as an au, part 1/2, Hisoka mentioned.

Enjoy!

Illumi walked into the wedding reception, his sharp onyx eyes scanning the haughty over dressed people. He wasn’t there to celebrate—but for a mission. Silva stood next to him, calm yet commandingly.

“This is going to be a hassle isn’t it..” He sighed.

“It’s for a mission, stay sharp.” Silva replied, stern. “I’ll head this way, keep a look out for the father of the groom.”

Nodding, he head the opposite direction keen on his surroundings. Seating the crowd, he saw you. You stood out. A casual calm tunic with a couple oddly shaped arrows in a holder slung around your shoulder. 

“What are they doing here?”. lllumi frowned, his gaze fixed on you .

A sudden hand place on his shoulder—breaking his stare. Silva. His head gestured to the side of the venue , pointing towards the back. “Quick.” Nodding, he glanced towards you one last time—gone. Unbothered, he followed Silva. Faint leaks of scuffling came through the door.

Pushing it open, Illumi froze. There you were, locked in combat, moving with a precision and grace that caught his attention. In moments, you defeated your opponent with ease.

Illumi's eyes narrowed, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Interesting.”

He knew something was up with you.

There stood to the side, his target. Quickly dismantling it, he made a mental note of who you were—what you looked like. Ever since then, he was keeping tabs on you. He was a hunter anyway, which gave him ease, but he never really knew your name.

Coincidentally, he kept spotting you at other places, specifically missions. it seemed that wherever he was you followed even at seemingly mundane locations. Who were you? Why were you wherever he was? And especially why was he so captivated with you? Every time you appeared he couldn’t keep his attention off you. For the first time, there was this weird scorching feeling in him. But at the same time ticklish? He would go to Silva or Kikyo but stop mid-way. What if it really was nothing serious? After all, it never occurred when he was in areas by himself.

Illumi wasn't one to leave things to fate, after all he was a steady man. He likes control. Soon enough these coincidental meet ups turned into purposeful ones. If he keeps seeing you, that means he wants to. After all, it intrigued him what your ability was. The one to evoke a distinctive feeling. Was it your nen? Some type of special En?

"I've had perfect control over my emotions, my body, my aura. But ever since I met them, something strange happens."

Pondering, sitting on a stool the Silky haired man zoned out playing with his straw. He didn't see you as much a threat yet, but his captivation with you..his curiosity..

It started as a whisper in the back of his mind--a small, nagging thing, easy to ignore. But the more he saw them, the louder it became.

A quiet hunger, an itch beneath his skin.

A curiosity that refused to be starved. And curiosity once it awakened, was a living thing. It needed to be fed.

At first, he assumes it's your En expanding too far, brushing against his own. But that doesn't make sense. He's been around powerful Nen users before. This shouldn't happen. Yet everytime your near his body reacts involuntarily. A twisting in his stomach, a pull toward you that he can't shut out.

So his conclusion?

"Their aura is leaking into mine. They're using an ability on me.It's affecting my body, my thoughts. This feeling is not mine."

"Perhaps," Hisoka said begrudgingly. He's been on it for an hour. Looking out at the window with a breath-taking view

"Yes that is it." Illumi stood up, with his normal stoic face, walking out.

And the only thing necessary now?

A confrontation.

p.2 coming soon!

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How do you write a fic about ILLUMI 💔💔💔

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The gallllls

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Gojo and his kids ☺️

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castes eremika is my passion

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killshot baby

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Tobeckyy I thought this meme fit them.

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To brine my cheeks

in heartbreak;

I'll eventually

become a meal

for the beach bound,

because of you.

I see my own dreams

under your fingernails

and they scream

to be colored in

for a change.

People ask me

"who hurt you?"

and I just laugh,

imagining a ship

sinking

in a creek.

Robert J. W.