#⊰ ° ‧: 🕶️ * ● ∞ ° ━◞ CRACK ⊱

[harpoonsnotspoons]

At the end of the day, everything's a little broken

[infernal-feminae]

"Fuck it. I'm gonna start chargin' a fee fa' my summonin' services."

[notafraid-ofyou]

She’s trying to resist the pouty face. She must not look!

“No! That is SO not fair!”

[sylusjinwoon]

{ 020 }

- when you catch them falling asleep first -

featuring: gojo satoru, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, okkotsu yuta

warnings: crack for gojo's, but mainly fluff for the rest :3

[ gojo satoru 🕶️ ]

don't let gojo's pretty face and seemingly perfect life fool you: this man has a sole imperfection that takes the form of his MONSTROUS snores. and you swore that these snores are loud enough to cause tremors to be felt across your shared apartment!

you came home from work a little later than usual, murmuring your greeting all while taking off your shoes in the process. as you brushed back your hair while running a hand through them, you were left frozen on your spot when you heard an almost... unnatural sound coming from within the depths of your apartment.

"h-hello? satoru? are you there?"

fear began to quickly seize at your heart, with you straining your ears as you tried to decipher the strange and almost guttural sounds. it was almost like... someone sawing a log while growling at the same time, coupled along with some other wet sounds that made you tremble in response.

grabbing a hold of one of your umbrellas settled near your shoe rack, you slowly inch closer to the source of the sound, hoping that the umbrella would be sufficient enough to use as a weapon.

you could feel the ice cold sensation of your blood rushing through your veins, filling you with anxiety and fear at what was to come. the closer to got to your bedroom, the louder those sounds became.

with your eyes clenched shut, you slam open the door while crying out "YOU STUPID CURSE...!"

only to feel your words die out the moment you turned on the lights to see your boyfriend splayed out in bed, his hair a complete mess against the plush pillows while a string of drool was seen on the corner of his lips.

yet perhaps what was most shocking was how those noises were coming from him!

now, you've been subjected to satoru's obnoxious snores before, but they had never quite sounded this... horrendous. which meant that the sorcerer was probably caught in a deep slumber right now.

allowing the relief to course through you, you toss aside your umbrella and step closer to the bed. your arms were crossed over your chest as you look down at him, reaching out a hand to pinch at his nose.

"nngh nggh ngh?!" you had to fight back a giggle upon seeing your boyfriend's eyes clenched shut in response. his arms were flailing around randomly until they suddenly managed to find you, pulling you down into bed with him as a cheshire cat grin slowly spreads across his features.

"heheh... welcome home, babe...!" his voice was still hoarse, clearly only half awake when he manages to wrap his arms tightly around your form. his rich chuckles were felt against your ear, making you giggle as you cuddled yourself even closer to him.

"you're such a dork, 'toru! do you know how much your snores absolutely terrified me when i came home from work? i genuinely thought a curse had followed you back to our apartment!"

your boyfriend rolls his eyes at you, giving you a smirk before pinching your own nose in response as your voice took on a more nasally quality.

"ngh, shtop it! i wash genunelly tewwified!"

"well that's what you get for makin' fun of me! my snores aren't that bad, okay?!"

after spending some time teasing each other, your beloved convinces you to fall asleep with him (after taking off your clothes and changing you into something more comfortable.) with a content purr, you agree to fall asleep while in his embrace, snuggling up even closer to him, ready to close your eyes-

"scccchhhhhhzzzzzz hngggg..."

only for your eyes to go wide when satoru manages to fall asleep first, practically snoring within your ear as you simply lay in bed while silently groaning to yourself.

tonight was going to be a long night for you.

[ nanami kento 🗞️ ]

the hardworking man who can never seem to catch a break. nanami will often fall asleep when you least expect it, but truly, you never had the heart to disturb him.

you were in the midst of cutting up the ingredients for tonight's dinner, and when you told your beloved kento to lay back and relax, he finally relented without any protest.

he had just gotten back from a rather long and arduous business trip the day before, and you had hoped that he would take this chance and sleep in, simply enjoying his day off. you wanted nothing more than to cook him his favorite meals consisting of chicken alfredo with a heavy helping of garlic bread.

you purposely got up early, ready to buy fresh ingredients for tonight's dinner when nanami ends up waking up with you. despite the dark circles seen beneath his eyes, he insisted on accompanying you (to make up for lost time).

even your attempts at convincing him to stay home fell on deaf ears, with your kento joining you on your errands, but not before allowing you to have breakfast with him at his favorite café where he surrounded himself with delicious coffee and all of the pastries he had been craving for.

with your day pretty much starting out like a much needed date, you finally came home around 6pm, where you were able to shoo kento away from the kitchen as you began working on making the chicken alfredo.

it was around 7:30 that you completed your dinner and called out kento's name. "ken, dinner's ready!"

you continue stirring at the pasta dish, already salivating at the scent of the white sauce along with the juicy cuts of chicken. you trail your eyes over to the large loaf of garlic bread, wishing to save heating that for last so that your kento could enjoy it freshly baked from the oven.

"kento?" you shut off the stove just then, placing a lid over the chicken alfredo as you went into the living room to check on him. you peek your head into the living room to see nanami settled in his usual spot on the couch with what looked like an open newspaper settled across his face.

making sure that your steps were quieter, you tiptoe even closer to him, gently removing the newspaper to reveal him sleeping against the couch. you could see the way his eyelids trembled while he slept, the sight of it all being enough to make you smile in response.

letting out your own yawn, you figured that once you got hungry, you could simply reheat the food and place the garlic bread in the oven then. feeling a bit tired yourself, you settle yourself next to kento, with your head on his shoulder while cuddling against him before joining him for a peaceful slumber.

[ fushiguro megumi 🐺 ]

the type to fall asleep in front of those who is truly trusted. like a wary dog wolf, megumi is the type to stay awake and wait until he's in the safety and comfort of his own bedroom to truly sleep. but lately... this seems to be changing when it comes to you.

you had invited megumi over to your place to have a movie night and a weeklong sleepover, not wishing to spend these long nights alone as your parents went on a much needed vacation together. they promised they would return in a week's time while giving you permission to invite a friend over to stay the night with you.

and of course, megumi ended up being your first choice.

you placed a lot of trust in him, despite being your best friend who just so happened to be a guy as well. had it been any other boy, your parents would have voiced their concern and suspicions-

but when it came to megumi, they could all visibly relax.

for starters, he truly wasn't like most boys who spent their whole lives salivating at the thought of spending the night at a girl's house. he was very deadpan and serious, not ever once treating you uncomfortably while maintaining a safe distance between you and him each time you were together.

(and so what if you happened to have the BIGGEST crush on him?)

if you were given a chance to be home alone like this, then there was no one you could possibly trust more than megumi. so when he finally arrives at your place right at 4pm, (his duffel bag in hand), you immediately went to hug him tightly.

"thank you so much, 'gumi! for agreeing to come over!"

"sure, don't mention it." his smile was a rare but tiny one, an expression he seems to save just for you while teasingly messing up your hair in response. his actions end up making you smile as you lead him to your living room, already setting up a blanket fort of sorts for you and megumi to enjoy for the duration of the week.

surrounded by bags of your favorite snacks and a box of half-eaten pizza, you held on tightly to your plushie as a scary movie was playing from your television screen. as the scary monster revealed itself from the shadowy depths of the forest, you let out a tiny squeak in response, momentarily looking away from the screen as your eyes met with megumi-

who was currently sleeping with a hand over his abdomen.

seeing such a sight made you forget all about the fear you once felt due to the movie, now filled with a fascination for the sleeping boy settled before you. making sure your movements were quiet, you shut off the t.v. and settle the remote off to the side.

holding your breath, you inch closer to megumi's sleeping form, and it brought you back to a certain memory you had from last year. it was the first time megumi had spent the night at your place, and it had happened because you wanted to study with megumi a bit for an upcoming exam.

what you didn't expect was for a storm to hit, making it impossible for megumi to return back home as you eagerly suggested that he spend the night at your place. he was hesitant and tried to convince you that he could walk back to the station without an umbrella, but it was ultimately the sight of your tears that makes him relent.

you wanted to give him your bed, but megumi absolutely refused to make you sacrifice your comfort for him. so, your friend ends up remaining on your floor with some of your plush blankets used as a makeshift mattress for him. that night, you had a hard time falling asleep since you were so aware of megumi's own movements as he tossed and turned throughout the night.

"megumi...?" you gave up trying to sleep, not liking the fact that your friend was having such a hard time falling asleep, too.

you swore you could hear him stiffen in the dead of night when you called out his name. "yeah?"

"are you okay? you can't sleep now, can you?" you ask him with a guilty sigh.

you remember hearing him let out a huff when he turns around to face you on the bed, "it has nothing to do with you, i'm just not used to sleeping in an unfamiliar environment. don't worry about me, just sleep like you normally do."

you rolled your eyes then, knowing that you couldn't sleep when your own crush friend was struggling to sleep. so, you joined him on the floor and kept him company throughout the night, talking about nothing and everything at the same time.

looking at him now, (seeing him in what had to be a deep sleep), you were mesmerized by how vulnerable he was. his spiked hair now remained mussed and flattened against the pillows, with his lips parted in tune to his own breathing.

reaching out a hand to brush back his hair, you sharply inhale when he opens up one eye to look at you.

"hm?" his gaze was still hazy with sleep, but you couldn't stop yourself from asking him, "you feel comfortable around me now?"

a tiny smirk paints his handsome features when he suddenly wraps his arms around your back. you let out a gasp, landing directly against megumi's chest as he brushes his lips against your hair.

"yeah, i do feel comfortable around you... something about you... makes me feel so soft... and warm."

megumi trails off just then, and judging from the way he tightens his arms around you before his breathing evens out, you had to smile and giggle a bit.

he had fallen asleep again.

not one to complain about being in megumi's arms, you let out a happy sigh before sliding your eyes shut, falling asleep within minutes as you dreamt of him...

[ okkotsu yuta 💍 ]

yuta was a notorious night owl, and most nights, you struggled to keep up with his late night binge consisting of movie marathon or shows that lasted several seasons. the only time you were able to convince yuta to sleep at a decent hour was when he was sick. and tonight was one of those nights...

your eyes were filled with concern for your boyfriend, feeling a bit panicked the moment he woke up with a fever.

his speech was slurred as he tried convincing you that he was just fine, but you did not believe him. forcing him to lay back in bed, it was now your turn to spoil him.

throughout the day, you made some soup for him while giving him his rounds of medicine with a tall glass of water to keep him hydrated. you took his temperature every couple of hours, and you were happy to see it steadily going down as the day progressed.

after caring for yuta, you spent the rest of the day tidying up your shared apartment, making sure that everything was back in its place so that once he felt better, then yuta wouldn't feel so stressed and have to worry about waking up to a messy apartment.

your last chore of the day consisted of you doing laundry, placing the newly washed clothes into the dryer before heading back to your shared bedroom with yuta.

the time read 9pm when you came back to your beloved boyfriend, letting out a sigh while stretching your body out. you already envisioned yuta scrolling through his phone after taking his medication-

so picture your surprise when you saw him still laying in bed, the damp handkerchief never leaving his forehead as his eyes were shut. his breathing was slightly labored, but not as bad as it had been this morning when the fever had first afflicted him. your heart seemed to melt at the mere sight of him, seeing his hand laying limply across your side of the bed, as if waiting for you.

"aw, my poor baby." you softly coo at him, shutting off the lights as you allowed complete darkness to settle across the room. walking to your side of the bed, you gently duck beneath the covers and slide closer to yuta, taking a hold of his hand with a bright smile on your face.

you listen as your boyfriend mumble a few words, finally adjusting his sleeping position as he turns to face you, the handkerchief now sliding completely off of his forehead in response to his movements. giggling softly, you take the damp handkerchief and remove it, placing the cloth on your nightstand instead while focusing your attention on him.

"sleep well, my love. i promise, i'll be by your side the whole time." you quietly promise him while squeezing at his hand in response.

and as you closed your own eyes, ready to join him in his land of dreams, you remain blissfully unaware of the smile that paints his features while he slept...

a.n. - i am so sorry, it feels like it's been forever since my last jjk update! but i hope this silly little update makes up for it 🥹 this is currently unedited, but i'll make any changes once this is posted!

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

🎄✨ Merry Christmas from Task Force 141! 🎄✨

2022 has been a helluva year. Celebrate the wonderful Christmas day with old friends like Alex🦿, Farah🌞, and Nikolai🕶️. May we gain more friends like Alejandro🛖 and Rudy🦌, and get rid of people like Graves🪦 and Shepherd🐑 in our lives!

Let us welcome 2023 with hopeful hearts,

Stay Frosty!

- 141 -

💰🧢💀🧼

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Laswell made the gingerbread cookies. Unfortunately, cookie!Alex's left leg cracked, while cookie!Graves were the only one came out burnt (for some reason).

Merry Christmas! 🎄✨

[sunwarmed-ash]

Max Prompts 3

From @tentoriumcerebelli

Prompt: Harringriveson pool party, for this hot summer weather

Tags: Billy x Eddie x Steve, hot boy summer, bisexual steve harrington, gay billy hargrove, queer eddie munson, pre-slash,

HOT TO GO!🕶️☀️⛱️

Steve’s gonna kill the party for making him come here, because really, since he found out Hargrove was lifeguarding again, through an unfortunate eavesdropped conversation at the Wheeler's house, the last place he wanted to be was in the man's presence again. 

They haven't spoken more than a few words to each other since October. Of ‘84. It’s currently June of ‘86. In that time Steve has graduated, officially ended things with Nancy, discovered he’s bisexual, and started dating Eddie Munson on the down low. Not because either of them are ashamed of the other, but because in a town like Hawkins, discretion was required for survival. 

That may also be the reason he allowed the kids to drag him here. He knew Eddie would be here. He had shown up damn near every day since the pool reopened. Because, well, Steve wasn’t the only one with unresolved ‘feelings’ for Californian Dickhead Billy Hargrove.

But unlike Billy and Steve, Eddie and Billy have become incredibly close in the same short span of time. 

Steve isn’t jealous, no, of course not… He knows Billy’s… unobtainable. But now, as he watches Billy lean in and whisper something to Eddie that makes the man’s eyelids flutter a bad feeling in his gut stirs. 

He breaks his eyes off his boyfriend and the baine of his exhistane and goes to set down the overfull bag of sunscreen, water and snacks his overprepared ass overpacked on a set of beach chairs. The kids have already run off and into the pool, ditching him and leaving him with all the towels. 

Steve’s not really in the mood to swim anymore. He drops all the kids towels in a pile and takes his time setting up his own area. 

-

Thirty minutes later, his dripping wet, obnoxious boyfriend comes running over, practically flying into the plastic beach chair next to him. 

“Jesus Eddie,” Steve scolds, shaking off the water Eddie’s splashed all over him. “You got me all wet!”

“We’re at a pool Steve!” he laughs, not letting Steve’s sour mood lower his. 

“Still, if you hadn’t noticed, I’m purposefully not in the water.”

“Yeah? Why not,” he asks, pumping his eyebrows knowingly. “Scared you’re gonna cramp and Hargrove’s gonna have to save you?” 

Steve slaps his arm hard. 

“Oww!” Eddie says, mocking hurt before pouting his lips. “What? It’s true!”

“Doesn’t matter, he hasn’t taken his eyes off you since we arrived,” Steve grumbles, regretting it immediately. 

“Whoa wait,” Eddie cracks a grin, “are you jealous, Steve?”

Steve wishes not for the first time that he had a magazine or a book to hide his face behind, because Eddie can see everything he’s trying to hide like it was written in permanent marker all over his face. 

“Oh my god, you totally are!” Eddie’s grin only gets wider. Steve wants to evaporate on the spot.

“You don’t need to be though,” Eddie continues, “he’d totally suck your dick if you asked.”

Steve’s mouth opens in both shock and outrage but unfortunately for him saliva, a rouge bug, or karma got the jump on him, halting whatever he was about to say. 

It sends him spiraling into an unattractive coughing fit. One that lasted so long and filled his eyes with so many tears he doesn’t notice shift change at the lifeguard stand until Billy’s saddled up next to them. 

“You alright there Pretty Boy?” Billy asks, trying his hardest to hold in a laugh. 

Steve sends him a glare and flips him off. 

“You can blame me for that Bills,” Eddie chuckles, rubbing Steve’s back. “Think I caught him off guard.”

“What did you do now Munson?” Billy rolls his eyes, but its not the angry roll Steve’s had hurled his way countless times. It’s almost playful. 

Steve’s eyes are now on Eddie. 

Eddie’s grin grows mischievous and Steve’s anxiety knows he’s not going to like what Eddie’s about to say. 

“I got him thinking about you sucking him off.”

Two things happen in that next moment. And neither of them is anything close to what Steve expects to happen. 

First, Billy laughs, genuinely and a little embarrassed, but covering for it well. 

Steve doesn’t think he’s ever heard that sound before…

And secondly, he confirms Eddie’s earlier offer. 

“All you gotta do is ask,” Billy shrugs, pushing his whistle between his teeth and winking before leaving them. 

-

Eddie is still cackling while Steve sits there dumbstruck, watching Billy walk back to the the clubhouse.

“I told you.” 

“You blindsided me!”

“Yeah, but it worked in our favor, right?” Eddie smirks and if Steve wasn’t so hard right now he’d stand up and shove Eddie in the pool.

“You’re insane Munson.”

“Yeah, but you like it.”

Steve did. He really did. 

“You’re gonna love his dick, Steve.”

Steve chokes again, flushing head to toe when it gets Billy’s immediate attention from across the pool.

Damn you Eddie Munson. 

“It's pierced,” Eddie adds unhelpfully. 

Steve grabs his towel. He needs to be anywhere but here right now.

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hehehe i love this one so much its p gonna be the start of another super long harringroveson fic!

*Ignore the numbers, nothing about me is chronological. The muse is running the order these get answered in*

[streaminn]

Twin anon here. I have two questions for you stream for the streamer Enid au

One) does Wednesday have social media. Now I know she hates technology and all of that but I ask this with in mind that maybe she has a pr team (or an agent) that wants her to talk about her books/whatever films she’s a part of

Two) if she does I bring you this does the pr team run the social media OR does Enid

I have this in mind while picturing a few things. Wednesdays Instagram looks entirely her it is the top tier goth of Wednesday but every caption on every post is solely done in emojis. “🔪🔪🔪👿” “☕️🏴‍☠️🎬” “🕶️♟️🔪” Enid is having the time of her life with emojis. Wednesdays fans are fighting over whether it’s actually her or not, most are on the side that it isn’t.

THIRDLY ACTUALLY) who is the big and little spoon I will judge your answer

Hello twin anon, ty for tagging yourself. Makes my whole job easier, lemme quickly wrack my brain.

If none of this makes sense, come back next week where I hopefully am back in my bed and finally coherent after hibernating.

Anyways, wednesdayyyy

Fortunately does not :D

At first yes, but after the success of the forevermore series and realizing that she doesn't need to advertise no more, she cut ship and abandoned her accounts.

Even if she wasn't the one maining them.

So yes, the image of Wednesday having this whole seriously run account is funny when you realize it's essentially aesthetic boards Enid made.

Its like an actual fanaccount but it's legit.

So uhhh, know how those big companies have like teenagers run their account on tiktok for promotion? That's essentially what Enid did but less crack and much better in making people stick around.

AS FOR THE SPOONS

Wednesday's still a knife. Enid is there, cuddling said knife. If it helps, wednesday enjoys the weight of enid's body parts on her. Says it's almost like a slow death and she has to fight for her life to breathe in the morning, so that's definitely horrifying.

Aka, wednesday is a cuddler and if yall say otherwise you are WRONG

[themonotonysyndrome]

"Hey guys, it's 8r19h7 eYE2 here. Welcome to my first boss battle - a woman."

If you ask Bright Eyes - which no one is doing nowadays. Or talk to. So rude. - their ultimate weakness has always been hot women. Now you might be asking "Oh, does that mean you're Bi?" or "What's your body count?" or even "Holy fuck, Bright Eyes! When did you get in the shower with me!?" but that's not important. What you should be asking is what type of women Bright's heart explodes for like a car crash.

The answer? Preferably boss-ass bitches that can crush them with a pair of fuck-me-heels with daddy issues of the Frank Ocean level. Google it.

Oh and look! There's one here in Wonderworld! Shoes? Check. A scowl that can only mean the barista got her Starbucks order wrong again? Check. And when she steps away from the shadows, we hit the bonus round.

She's tall and her crown is pure platinum blonde. But like every white woman, she's hard to read but fortunately, Bright Eyes can so they check their text on Whatsapp (boomer apps gave them the hives) for any goddesses that are supposed to be on shift tonight.

Actually, let's go back a bit. Back to this morning when Sam accomplished the impossible and made Bright Eyes go 🕶️outside🌳.

"You know, I was counting down the days when you would finally kill me. I bet sometime this year. Vincent now owes me one of his Lambos. You think he'll be mad if I put some Barbie-friendly decals on it?"

"Bright, I don't mean now. I meant tonight at Wonderworld. Vamps in the Solaire Clan take turns patrolling the area."

Frederick pops into their head like an adorably fat mole. The Bright Eyes in their mind palace (it's actually more of a crack den but whatever) whack it with away because they know the unspoken reason why Sam approached them instead of his Progeny. And why he did so when Frederick was asleep.

But anyway, back to the present!

No hot white women were written in the text. Just a bunch of Vampires who form an anti-Bright Eyes committee™ as soon as they arrive. They ignore Bright for the most part which eventually leads the not-so-Newborn-anymore to the farthest end of Wonderworld where a babe is just chilling beside the vegetation-conquered carousel. Score one for the plants.

And the first thing that escapes from Bright's mouth is, "Good evening. May I inquire if you're a quirked up white woman that can bust it down sexual style so that I can get lost in the sauce?"

The scowl vanishes instantly. Like a father who went out to buy milk.

"Excuse me?"

Giddiness blooms like a weed (you know which ones) in Bright Eyes. She even has a Karen-patent tone! Could this night get any better -

Nevermind. Please wait for Bright's brain to reboot as an impressive set of badonkas-donkas is thrust in their face.

"Are you one of Sam's Progeny?" She didn't ask so much as demands. Like Bright and the world owes her something, everything. They wondered if they started panting because that's seriously hawt.

"I'm what you call a bastard of the magical kind meets with death via Vampiric jumpscare. And that's not a sentence I thought was possible."

Bright has to give blondie some credit; she takes their nonsensical answer in stride and with an eyebrow raised.

"I'll take that as a yes. You fit the rumours at least."

"You heard of me but I don't know who you are. You're hot but... sus. Do I need to eject you?"

"No surprise there. I bet Sammy did everything he could to hide you from me. He thinks he's protecting you, but all he did was made me curious."

"Aww shit, did the clapping of my ass cheeks give me away?"

"...Are you fucking high?"

"Probably. I had a shot of vodka with my honey milk boba tea with extra pudding and 100% sugar before I left. Fuck coffee when you can just meet god, amirite?"

The woman closes her pretty gold-ruby eyes. She exhaled and Bright could literally hear her mentally counting down.

"You're unlike any creature that I ever have the misfortune to come across."

"Uh, correction: you found me. And I still don't know if you're a quirked up white woman that can - "

"Enough. I get it. Are you usually like this when it comes to women?"

"Hey, I thought I would be holding in my rizz 'till the heat death of the universe! So who are you o' beautiful sour cream?"

"Careful, I can't tell whether that's an insult or a compliment."

"Sounds like a you problem, chief."

Apparently, magic does exist because despite the non-stop verbal trainwreck that's coming out of Bright's mouth, the woman's lips nearly twitch a smile.

"You're ballsy and stupid. I like that. The name's Alexis. A pleasure for you to meet."

Yes! Bright made it to Phase 2, bitch!

"They call me Bright Eyes, my IQ is the highest among the Redditors on the 'Am I The Asshole' subpage - "

"That isn't saying much."

" - And welcome to the ruins of Vincent's hopes and dreams."

Now that made Alexis burst out a gut. Seriously, she's clutching her stomach with tears in her eyes. It boosts Bright's confidence as a future stand-up comedian. Their 'flirting?' went well but Bright didn't sense the spark of interest within the older Vampire. Boo.

"Right. I've decided to kidnap you now. How accurately can you predict your... Grandmaker's reaction?"

"As accurate as my opinion on the Internet."

"Wonderful. I hope you like shopping and breaking the fabric of time and space on the highway."

And that, readers, is how Bright Eyes won against Alexis Getty-Solaire without getting Miyazaki'd.

[harpoonsnotspoons]

Fucking cheeto puff

[infernal-feminae]

"I WOULDN'T KEEP DOIN' IT IF DEMONS DIDN'T WANT ME TA SUMMON THEM SO BAD. GOD!"

[notafraid-ofyou]

“What are you gonna do, sit on me?”

@123mirage

[aratakigang]

🕶️ why am I afraid lol

Send 🕶️ for my muse to rate your muse’s ‘coolness’ from 1-10 and give reasons why

"It's never easy rating people's coolity but just on a rough estimate from one to ten I'd give her a seven."

-Puts down lollipop-

"She's got that whole, I'm proud of who I am, and you gotta deal with its vibe. She seems the type to be like, 'I'm gonna do something absolutely amazing, if people see me, that's cool. But if they don't, hey, no skin off my back, doesn't change the fact that I'm strong, stylish, and gifted.'

"The only reason she's lost points is that she doesn't seem like she'd get along with the younger crowd with that potty mouth of hers. That and I don't think she's the type to just hang out and crack open a cold one with the boys."

[thisblogwilleatourselves]

sTRaP m3 🌀 iNta a wOrLd wHeRe We'D 💫 FLOat aW@y 🚀 but nO, wE ✋💧arE TiE'd here, kn0tted t0 ThE bRoken FLooRbo@rds—👁⚡ eVeRything 🔪hurts, bUt We keEp MOVinG, riGht? 🦴💥 h0w Do wE exiST wHen 🌀 tiMe itSeLf 🕰️ feEls StRetcH'd tHin lIkE thE spACes beTWeeN ouR 🤯 MemOrIeS!? NoTh1Ng FeeLs rE@L. bUT it'S rEaL 💣 RIgHt?? waS it 🌙 eVEr rEal? 💔

wiLL wE eVer mATteR iN A pLAcE wHEre ⛓️ EVEryThinG wE ✂️tOuCH fALLs ApaRT? 🤡 tHE voiCes CRaSh inTA oUr 🧠 brAiN, thEY Lo0p & buZZzz liKE waSpS 🐝 iN thE Sk1N, anD wE 🌑 scrATch at ThEmaTch ThEm awaY but IT oNLY HurTS more…! 😰 eVeRy sCreAM is a VoiCe nOt OuRs and We knOw it bUt We CAn't QuIet iT, wE CAn't stoP thE MachINe frOm WHIrLInG awAy wIth 🎠 Us wHiLe tHe wOrLd tuRnS 💫 awAy. SpIRAling agAIn, aLwaYs 🔄 SpIRaLing! hAHa, aWe, buT waTch 🕶️ tHiS, tHey 🩸neVer reMEMbeR oUr PaiN unTil we ⛔ SHattER 👾!

Do ThEy SeE it, thE BLaCkH0l3 wE've 🌀 BeCOmE? oH No, beCAuse W3’Re hiDDen 🦑 In SidE 🧪 ThE EXhaUSTion tHat Tugs On Our B0dy 💉 FLEsH aT thE F0reFRoNt of DiSPair! 💔RUN 🏃 buT stAy rIgHt hEre!! NoPLaCe nO boDy, jUsT tHe VoID. 🌑

but 😏 we musT KeeP GoIng becAUSe StARS ✨still SHiNe EvEN iF we don’t FEEL theM BuRNiNG ❄️ riGht??? heh

🎭 but, nO reALly... 🍂 hoW mAny tImeS Do We HaVe tO KeeP Spinning thIS WhEeL beFOR eVERYthINg jUsT breAkS fOr g00d? 🌀 Th3 CrAcK$ iN oUr VoiD 🌑 geT wIdEr eVEry DaY bUt NoBOdy S@w thEM, DiD thEy? 🚪 NoBodY liSTENeD, whiSPers pASSed thRoUgH 📜 🕳️I'vE GoTTa bE LouD3r 🗣️ I'vE GoTt@ SCREAM LOud3r! 💢Do YoU HeAr me nOw? bUt tHey d0n't reAlLy HeAr Us, dO tHey? tHeY jUSt SEE. 👀See thE CrAcK$💥 anD 👁️, thEy CAll iT nOrMaL.

WHat iS nOrMaL in a WoRld liKe ThiS?🌪️ We dO THingS, bUt We d0n't reMEMber whY, theY cAll iT liFE, bUt iT 💀 FEELS lIkE deaTH, 😂rIGht?! haH! IsN'T tHat ThE jOkE? BeInG StUCK heRe... AGaIN. And AGaIN. 🎭 WHy doEs thE FeaR wEar US liKE a cO@t? DoEs iT KeeP Us WaRm? HeH, NOpe, JuSt mAkEs eVerYThing COLDer. ❄️

W3 TriED LeavINg. Oh, We tRIed...It nEVER WORKed...wHat'S WrOng wITH oUR LeGS? 🤡 tHEy dOn'T moVE wHERe wE WAnT theM tO... wHy CAn't wE FRee OursELvEs? is It Us? iS It thE CaGe? oH GoD thE CAGE!!! 🕸️ WHaT AbOut thE...KEY?! 🔑🌪️ Oh, s0rry, We l0St iT in ThE mIsT lONg tIMe AgO… heh, pOOF, gonE!

CAn't reMEMbeR hOW it eNdS...OR If it ENDS?!?

👾SCrAtcHIng at The b0TTom of SoMEThinG, but nOt QUitE thERE… sO cLosE to anSWers, yEt furThEr awAy thAn EvEr... and nO oNe cAN HeLP! Even IF theY diD, WOULD We LiSteN?... WOuld We CArE?

Heh, wE're jUSt… WaItInG. 🎶 WaItING for…WhAt? 💀 EVerYtHiNg tO fALL APaRT sO cOmPlEteLy that EvEN THE VoID getS TiRED of US??

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