This photo gives two beauty gurus collabing with Morphe for a makeup collection
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saiki would really hate being drunk, he's a control freak so being so out of himself would be a nightmare for him
even worse If his powers act on his own, if he's still half conscious he would start panicking
EVEN WORSE If he throws up he would hate it so much omg
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"I used to hate the world and I was happy when everyone died.
But I was wrong, because there was one person worth saving. And that’s what I did.
I saved him.
Then I protected him.
That's why men like you and me are here. We have a job to do...
The Last of BkDk
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Helloooo random WIP idea I just got.
In a small town in England a highschool boy is just trying to live his life when a ghost girl suddenly appears into his life (literally) She follows him around and eventually asks him for help solving her murder, so she can finally pass on. Plus it gives the added bonus to the boy that she will finally leave him alone. They end up traveling around the town, talking to people, uncovering clues, and growing closer in the process.
I have no idea what to do with this o_O
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(inspired by this post)
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Jay knew that this was wrong. Jay knew this, but still, he listened to Alex's words of comfort. Leaned into his chest, listening to his calm heart beat as Alex ran his fingers through Jay's hair, hat put off to the side as Alex whispered false promises into his ears.
"Tim never cared for you," Alex whispered softly as Jay's shoulders shook. "He was spreading this sickness. He did this to us — to you."
Jay knew that Alex was lying. But God, when was the last time he was held like this? Hugged? Comforted as sobs racked his body? Jay has been alone for so long, he just wanted his friend back. So Jay clung onto Alex's shirt, sobbing into his shoulders, listening to the lies from the snake's mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Alex repeated. Alex was warm, and Jay convinced himself that the wet on Alex's hands was sweat, and not blood. "He had it coming, he was going to get us killed. I'm sorry, Jay. I am."
Sniffling, the shorter one curled into Alex. Just focusing on the warmth his body was radiating. Tim… he never comforted Jay like this, on nights where it was hard for him. Tim never held him like Alex was doing now, but… Tim isn't a touchy person. Wasn't.
(Oh, God, Tim was dead.)
Alex continues to whisper sweet nothings into Jay's ear, promises of safety and comfort. The small part of Jay's mind yelled this is what he did last time!
But he ignored the rational part of his brain, since Jay was used to doing that, and he felt his eyes droop as he listened to Alex's heartbeat. Alex ruined Jay, but he's the only one who can pick up the pieces. Jay knew he could never be whole, again, but maybe Alex could be the golden seams to Jay's broken pottery.
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Some throwaway karcist designs from design practice by making random creatures into karcists.
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