#i've had this idea for a while

[shrubsparrow]

It's in the eye of the beholder

[ryuulovur]

Magazine covers for an Akutagawa model AU I'm working on...

[lostreverb]

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"looks like you need another dye job..." you say softly, examining kai's hair. his chestnut roots had begun to overtake his faded blue hair, the color almost resembling a light purple.

he had his face situated in your chest, arms fitted around your waist like he was afraid to let you go. to any outsider you'd look like a normal couple. and at one point you were. a time feeling so far, so different from the present chaos you weren't even sure if it was real.

kai's behavior was purely self-serving. you were just a stress ball, a toy for him to fidget with, holding off his descent into madness. none of this meant anything... at least to him.

but as you watched the cult leader, his eyes closed, expression tense even in his resting state, the impulse to soothe him grew. he was just so angry... all the time. he never really had the opportunity in life to be anything but.

"why d'you stop?..." kai muttered, the tone of his voice resembling a grunt.

broken out of your thoughts, your eyes focused onto the sight of your fingers tangled in his stringy locks. you had been unconsciously massaging his head, touching him without permission, for who knows how long.

"i.." you exhaled, fear taking the air out of your body. you were lost at what to do next. kai loved to play mind games. was he taunting you? about to punish you for crossing boundaries?

suddenly, kai's hand wrapped itself around your wrist firmly, sensing you pulling away. betraying the fear he had instilled into you, you took a breath and returned to running your fingers through his hair, seeing the wrinkles in his face slowly dissipate and his body relax against yours.

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tags (ask to be added or removed anytime!): @fear-is-truth @juliamaximoff @jazz-berry @violetsghosts @quickreider @tiffysdeath

[zombie-ghost-1234]

☆Dannymay day 9: Underground☆

This counts for the prompt right??

[anreed]

“Bliss”

Digital ink on digital canvas 2024

[fallen---alien]

yet in reverse, you were all my symmetry Rating: Mature Summary: The last thing Tav remembers is her name on his lips and his thumb brushing away another tear before the world and all she’s fought for ends... But only for a moment. And then she's back on that ravaged beach, waking up to either save the world or destroy it all over again. Stuck in a loop of life and death that she can't figure out how to end, Tav enlists the help of the only wizard she trusts in Faerûn. He doesn't remember her, he never does, but she knows that somehow, he is the key to stopping this never-ending cycle. She just hopes that he can help her stop the dark, twisted urges within her long enough for them to actually save the world this time.

[cosmicdandeli0n]

Is a she wolf in a closet🌙

Hi, good morning, I didn't die. Eeermm take some Tele with Shakira's song

[goblin-the-clown]

Everything you touch dies.

[icy-vulpine]

Chapter 13 is now in progress!

Signals, Space, and Shrimp chapter 13 is now sitting at 955 words. I'm going to try and get myself a bit more dedicated to make more frequent updates, but I honestly felt like I was on a roll this writing session.

[quiteoddree]

*Ryou pulls a Scooby doo sized sandwich out of his pocket, takes a massive bite, turns around, and then with a mouth full of sandwich goes

“Hey guys!!! 👋👋👋”

[universe2snumber1fan]

It's not MerMay yet but hear me out...

I have this merfolk au in my head, and in it Zarbon and his race are sea beasts who use magic to disguise themselves as more traditionally beautiful merpeople to lure in their prey.

[luzwastaken]

a winter/North Province outfit design :33

i like how in the anime Nemona had a different outfit so i wanted to make one for my s/i :3

under is the summer shirt with the winter coat, over all of it is a black thick bomber jacket that belonged to my s/i's mom when she was in high school, she let Luz keep it after finding it one day, she likes it cus it smells like her mom and is really big on her LOLL (also unnecessary arm pocket lol)

[steddilly]

When Wayne moved to Hawkins fifteen years ago to case the town, he hadn’t expected to end up staying. What kind of hunter purposefully cocked up an assignment? A bad one apparently, but he was fine with that. He’d been sent to the small town in rural Indiana after a strange rise in creature sightings, that sort of thing didn’t take much time getting back to the kind of hunters led by his younger brother, Al.

He quickly found out that Hawkins was acting as some sort of beacon to supernatural beings, attracting them to seek out and settle down in the town surrounded by thick wooded areas. Weres of every kind. Vamps of every kind. Witches, shapeshifters, banshees, and just about every other kind of creature you could think of.

What started out as a task to infiltrate the town to get a better idea of the severity of the infestation quickly turned into something more, because then he got to know the residents as more than just what they were and began seeing them as neighbours and friends. They trusted him and welcomed him into their communities, even the supernaturals grew to trust him and he even watched some of them grow up. He couldn’t hurt these people, they weren’t doing anything wrong.

Wayne never heard much from his younger brother or the other hunters, he occasionally sent Al letters downplaying what was actually going on in Hawkins, it was a low level threat that almost wasn’t worth dealing with. He should have known better, almost two decades of peace sounded like long overdue trouble for a semi-retired hunter, and word travelled fast to him that there were two men asking about him. He knew his brother would eventually show up to track him down, but he never expected his nephew to be dragged out with him.

Albert Munson was a ruthless hunter, more of a shoot first and ask questions later kind of guy. Eddie though... The boy he’d left behind was more sort hearted than his old man, he wouldn’t want to hurt innocent people. Wayne would learn that Eddie didn’t agree with the majority of what his father believed, and refused to be brainwashed with his ideologies towards supernatural beings.

The real trouble begins when Al (unbeknownst to Wayne) set up a few traps in the woods and actually ends up catching a Werecub, who lets out the most heartbreaking cries Wayne has ever heard - but he knew what kind of cry that was, it was a cry for help and not just of fear.

“You’ve been slacking, Wayne. Barely a few hours here and we’ve already caught us a baby monster.” Al was so pleased with himself, standing proudly below the strung up cub with his arms crossed. It made Wayne sick to think that he had once been exactly the same as his brother, conflicted at the time or not, he had participated in the same things.

“Dad, there’s no us. I don't want anything to do with this. You’re hurting him, he’s probably just a kid.” Eddie denied, keeping himself well back from the situation, wanting no part in it.

It wasn’t long before the trio heard an answering howl to the cries, high and haunting and designed to travel - it sounded like a very pissed off mama, and suddenly they felt very unprepared for this expedition. They were expecting a Werewolf (the most common type of Were) or a Werebear (because of the cub), but what came crashing through the undergrowth was a monstrous coyote-looking creature, and she was livid. Her fur was shiny and well maintained, dark rusty shades of brown mottled with grey and blonde streaks. She chased the three of them through the woods until they were far enough away for the Werecoyote to double back and rescue her pup.

“Wooah boy, that was a close one!” Al chuckled after they stopped running to catch their breaths, as if they’d just been out for a jog in the woods and not chased by something that could have easily caught up with them.

The worst part was that Wayne definitely thought he recognised the Werecoyote, and if he recognised the Were then he definitely recognised him. Steve Harrington, resident Were and local babysitter to some of the younger supernatural beings in Hawkins, which meant the cub was most likely one of the kids he took care of and considered his pack. He absolutely knew who Wayne was, and now he knew what Wayne was.

“Relax, Wayne, it was just a ‘yote.” Al clapped him on the shoulder, something he bet his brother thought would be assuring and friendly, but it absolutely wasn’t. “Could’ve been worse. Would’a been a whole other story if we’d attracted a wolf.” - Wayne didn’t think so, but he was the one who was going to be suffering the consequences. - “C’mon, take your brother and nephew home for some grub, all that running’s worked up an appetite.”

[ryuulovur]

brainbaby wip

hc that young Akutagawa had dyed white hair and was happy in the slums for a time, for some reason

something something the innocence of youth...

something something tainting of the soul...

[idkgummy]

What if other Persona protagonists were in the Challenge Battles from P5R

Boy with an earring: A special battle against the cognitive echo of a certain Persona-user who understood himself and saved his town from otherwordly demons.

Biker boy: A special battle against the cognitive echo of a certain Persona-user who sacrificed everything in order to save humanity from itself.

Reporter woman: A special battle against the cognitive echo of a certain Persona-user who brought an end to the rumors haunting people's hearts.

Robotic girl: A special battle against the cognitive echo of a certain Persona-user who went up against humankind's worst feelings and beliefs.