#incrypt

[metalcultbrigade]

Incrypt - Thrashing Extinction. 25/02/2022

[spore-mice]

golly would be a decora girl bc I said so

[another-delta-lover]

Some inscryption shitpost drawins I made on class teehee

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Imma reblog the references🔥

[dreadfuldevotee]

how is everyone else occupying themselves between seasons. Im developing parasocial relationships with the writing staff

[ink-pocket]

Top 5 games 2023

5-Pikmin

4-Slayers X: Terminal Aftermath: Vengance of the Slayer

3-Glitchhikers

2-Inscryption

1-Hypnospace Outlaw

[rizpilaf]

blorbo

[thegrunglerr]

p03 stands for pretty n0ice titti3s

[orad11]

Finished watching Hazbin Hotel a week ago and couldn’t stop thinking about how these two would be so chaotic if they met, soooo…

Behold my bi weekly contribution to the internet.

[mercyluvsyouuu]

I'm playing inscryption..... guys get ready for another category 7 autism event its so over

[graveyardbastard]

i am not sorry

[ink-dreams-ffxiv]

ifykyk

Greg is a registered service animal!

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

Okay lads, my old boss at the escape room is launching a new two-player room in which you're both trapped in coffins and have to escape from those. The coffins are in a small room decorated to look a bit like a crypt.

Boss and staff are arguing about what to name it; given that most people simply will not read room descriptions before they book, ideally the name should imply the coffiny nature of the experience.

I should add: he doesn't like long names. We did suggest The Grave Escape, but he said it was too long.

Thank you!

[babydray777]

why’d you only call me when you’re high

draco x reader

The phone rang once, but he didn’t even move a muscle.

It rang twice and somewhere in his dream he heard the far away tone, incrypted into the situation his unconscious was putting him into.

It rang three times, and he was a little more connected to reality.

By the fourth rang he recognized it was his phone. It was not in his dreams.

“Fuck” He muttered and turned around to grab the little piece of shit from the table.

The screen light hit him like a punch in the face. The first thing he recognized was the hour. A sixth rang. 3 and a half.

“Who the fuck…” His eyes fought to accustom to the light as he tried to read the name on his phone screen. “For God’s sake” He muttered now. By the time, the phone had rang like ten times and it stopped just in the moment.

Draco left out a sight and turned around to fall sleep again, leaving it on mute lying on his hand.

Vibration. It started to vibrate now.

He tried to ignore it. He didn’t need to turn off the call, just sleep. He never even heard it for all she knew.

“Goddamn it”

He picked it up.

Silence. Complete silence. He was not going to say a word. A breath could be heard coming from the other side of the line.

His eyes started to adjust to the darkness as he heard her breathing, realizing that coming back to sleep would be a little bit harder every second he stayed awake like this, just waiting for some rational words to come from someone completely irrational.

“Draco” She finally whispered.

“Yeah” He replied. “What is it?”

“What are you doing? Wait…” Draco left out another sight and passed a hand through his face “no come on…” She started to speak away from the phone, other voices were clearly being heard but he couldn’t understand what they were saying “fuck off… come on I told you to fuck off” She kept saying

“Y/N” His voice was raspy, exhausted.

“Sorry…” She said now, she was dragging her words as them were bricks.

“I was sleeping, what else would have I been doing”

Silence. Again.

He could just hang up, come back to sleep and preoccupy about his goddamn sleeping hours instead of whatever she wanted this time. It was just as easy as that, but the phone kept pressed in his ear as if a miracle were about to happen.

“Are you mad at me?” She asked, her voice sounded a little bit broken now.

“Where are you Y/N?”

“Pansy’s birthday” She replied. “Are you mad at me?”

“For being at Pansy’s birthday?”

By the time, Draco got up from the bed. Phone still in his ear, he directed to the kitchen to pick a glass of water as fighting the urge to stay awake had became an impossible mission.

“I know we are not getting back together I just…” She started mumbling. Draco sighed again while the water started to flow from the bottle into the glass. “I just wanted to know how you are doing”

“At 3 in the morning?” He asked and took a sip of water, lying by the kitchen counter.

“Draco…”

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high, Y/N?”

“I’m no…”

“Yeah and I’m not Draco fucking Malfoy, come on.” He left the glass of water in the table and headed to the sofa.

Silence again. He didn’t know what he was waiting for. What words to come out of her mouth, maybe something rational, maybe she would be able to say something this time that would make him wanna surrender, make him wanna pick up the car keys and drive.

“I just missed you.”

Now he was silence. Waiting for her to keep pushing, it was not enough compared to the shit she had pulled him through, but that was not enough either to make him want to leave.

“Can I come over?”

“No”

“Draco…”

“I said no” He repeated. And hell if it was hard for him to say.

“I’m sorry”

“For what exactly?”

“For calling” She said. “For waking you up, for keeping you up. Now and every time I did. I’m sorry.”

He sighed once again. His heart was racing in a way that was completely out of his control and he was making a big effort not to sob in the middle of his living room, cause if he did, he was doomed.

“Listen,” She spoke again. “You don’t have to forgive me, it’s fine. I just wanted you to know that I am sorry. I regret loosing you every day”

This time, a sob was heard, but at the other side of the line. Draco’s eyes were fixing in the window by the couch, wanting to throw the cellphone against the wall and break it to pieces.

“Go back to sleep, sorry I waked you. Goodbye” And by that, she hang up.

He stayed still for a few seconds until he abruptly drop the phone on the living table. His feet started to pace up and down in an anxious manner and his hands came back to his face. He was fighting with himself, trying so hard to think about the right thing to do but a voice in his mind was convincing him that it may not be that bad to challenge the odds.

He looked back out the window.

“Fuck it.”

Draco stood, walked to the kitchen and grabbed the car keys. Then he came back go his phone and texted that cursed number once again and for the last time.

“Send the address”

[transmetropolitan]

Just looked at the games listen and, thanks, i think i can die without playing them

ah yeah man i love underrated, obscure indie titles. like Bioshock and Outer Worlds. better talk for an hour straight about them

[cubesnap]

⚠️ Do not reupload/use ⚠️ RW Artwork Dump!!

I'M SO SORRY GUYS, I FORGOT TO SHARE MY ART HERE.. This is going to be a lot of artwork so be prepared for a lot of artwork. I was previously going to do individual artworks but I thought about doing everything I've drawn from this moth as of right now.

OC ABOVE OWNED BY INCRYPT

Also these guys!!

My two Lizard Sonas!! Last one is based off of my Roblox avatar and the First one is a Lizard Sona with friends!! Both of these guys use the same Lizard Base I made for personal use because I like making silly Anthro Lizard stuff.

[inkshomecraft]

I’ve been working on a form of worship between me and my deities (Hestia and Dionysus) where I devote small everyday tasks to them.

Me cooking dinner for myself? That’s for lady Hestia.

Me playing a Videogame? That’s for Lord Dionysus.

So simply put, when you don’t have the time or the energy to go out big and worship them with ceremony, dedication of a task works just as well.

(And for all those wondering the video games I’ve been playing for Dionysus are: Stardew Valley, Splatoon, and Incryption.)