#the eeplies

[bittersweetbeet]

Not sure how to put this into words properly but one thing I've been wanting to explore more in my fics and art for AVA/M is how the Color Gang develop their interest throughout the series.

Like the gang was made to be fighting sticks, and even now that part of them is still with them. But after meeting TSC n being able to leave their website, I believe that gave the gang the opportunity to figure out who they actually are as people. They start to develop their own interests, personalities, and hobbies outside of their designed purpose. They become their own people.

Their appearances start to change over time as they discover who they are, gaining scars during their many adventures that each hold a story and show their growth over the years. I like to imagine too that they all used to have a similar body type to each other since thats how they were made, but as they develop into their own people, they all develop their own unique body type.

[nyancrimew]

reblog if you think that it is probably morally okay to breathe air

[mattydemise]

I could never go vegan I love bacon to much🤪

I made this just for you.

[invertedspoon]

(s)he shot on my dad till i dl-6'd

[andoutofharm]

i will post more pictures and videos tomorrow for now im gonna go back to the hotel and take a shower (i am fucking SOAKED) and obsess and spiral over what the fuck just happened

[gorillaxyz]

every time a woman on tiktok likes my comment an angel gets its wings. IF SHE REPLIES TO ME?? im dead and in heaven

[sanguinesorcery]

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[13tinysocks]

I know not everything is fleshed out yet entirely in terms of every little detail abt ho1c's mansion residents, but what will be Nurse Ann's dynamic in the whole thing? Is she serving "completely unavailable but kinda hot and scary, you'd probably cry if she told you she was disappointed in you" cunt or "middle school nurse who tosses you a half melted bag of ice and a single crusty bandaid to aid the most heinous atrocity of a wound" cunt?

She's serving tired old trans woman older than most of the residents who has un parraelled wisdom and perspective on things. Also she's hot and scary and the fact that you can not fuck her makes you cry.

[picklerocket]

I am just a little guy. I'm just curled up with all my limbs tucked away cutely

[starz222]

right right!!! for the color ask game before i go on hiatus <33

lavender, fuschia, mauve, tangerine, plum, purple

HI BOO OMG THATS SO SWEET TEEHEE NEW MOOT 🤞🤞

omg i hope ur doing okay fam 🙏 always take breaks and put ur health first mwamwa take all the time u need heart eyes heart face 🫶🫶

[huevobuevo]

EEGEHEHEHEHE HERES MY BABY !!!!!!

[kness]

Eeply, Sleepy Family

*available*

[softkiseu]

𝓘 lussion

𝓟 laying 𝓓 eeply

inside my 𝓗 ead

[makaroonies]

Hi! Looking for a wealthy, loving daddy who would spoil me! Meow 💕

Applications via dm!

I dont eeply unless you follow me

Here's my art:

💕Audios that puppy loves to listen

💕 Puppy moaning audios

💕 Followers

[sencity]

yandere!poet x gn!darling, pt. two . . .

˚₊ ꒰ nightmare fuel 𝄁︎ obsessive/possessive themes, self-harm/mentions of blood, f!masturbation, overstimulation (y/n receiving), death threats, assault, suicide notes, vengeful habits, + controlling/manipulating behavior.

˚₊ ꒰ word count 𝄁︎ 949.

˚₊ ꒰ key 𝄁︎ crossed out red words indicate amunet's thoughts. blue text indicate amunet's messages. purple text indicate y/n's messages.

˚₊ ꒰ sen’s statement(s) 𝄁︎ you’d find pt. one here, let alone amunet’s face claim and information here. this’ll be the last part of headcanons, btw.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who’s trembling harshly in regret after you confronted her about her ominous sonnet named “stained cosmos”. a poem that was supposedly written in red ink, but over time it began to fade into an old brown, which heightened your concern seeing as the sonnet was quite dark …

“amunet, you have to tell me why you did this. is this your…blood? i’d be very upset if it was… are you alright?”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who’s in their room puling fearfully to herself as the quill pen danced across her paper, even though the ink replacement was simply red dye and her tears acted as blood. how could you be upset with how devoted she is to you? were you rejecting her creativity or her…? how else could she show you how devoted she is!? but yet …

“you y/n care so y/n d…eeply…for y/n me…my beloved…y/n, what are you doing?…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who ends up fingering herself while announcing more slam poetry in her room, one with more lecherous intent behind it, her body writhing with an enraptured smile as she moaned carelessly as if her neighbors weren’t filing complaints about the ruckus …

“mmn, a-and your y/n scent, your y/n lips, e-even y/n your- sh-shit…y/n, your body…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who fell into her desires shamefully by calling you frequently since she “has nightmares” and needed you to “read her her favorite poems so she could go to bed” which was a solid excuse to use your voice to feed into her desires. she felt regretful, but each word caused a throb between her thighs, her hips rolling with need …

“and her love was too tangled up in—huh? amunet? you’re breathing very loudly—was that a moan?”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who steals your pencils and pens during class and yet you still believe that you’re just bad at organizing. meanwhile, after the club ended and she was alone in the classroom, she was using the writing utensil, inhaling the stimulating scent deeply before smiling maniacally, placing her head on the desk while dragging the pen/pencil down her clothed pussy frantically.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who makes you cum at least thrice every night, fingering/jerking you as her eyes fixated on your frantic reactions due to you being overstimulated since she cannot get enough of you. she praises you lovingly with sweet somethings; she manages to say new compliments every time she sees you, let alone think of you. you pleaded and pleaded for her to stop, but her flattering words only caused you to falter and give into her desires, even though you knew it would last until sunrise …

“such pretty noises from my your pretty mouth, not enough prose in the world could compare to what i own i love. maybe we should do this until death the morning again, how does that sound?”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who owned up to her promise and used the blood of the body of a person who had the audacity to assist you with your poetry assignment as an excuse to flirt (which amunet did her best to rectify and rephrase words just for you so you could finish the assignments in class). but don’t worry! the person isn’t dead or anything, but generous enough to lie there below her mutilated and blubbering, acting as an ink supply for her projects …

“there, now i don’t have to scar my arms anymore, my darling y/n doesn’t need their memory scarred as well, they hate it when i hurt myself…but i don’t recall them mentioning about hurting others…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! whose vindictive nature embraced more when you teased her about the new friends you’ve made, resulting in glowering disdainfully at you, grumbling short-worded complaints since she was better with her emotions on paper…or when she’s completely enamored by the thought of you. she finally cut you off, her fists clenching and trembling with indignation towards these people you’ve met, these people you’ll soon mourn over …

“i’ll kill maim everyone in our phones so they’ll never ring again… how dare you be such a cheater so ungrateful? do you not understand how far i’ve gone for your recognition? how many clothes have i stained for your acceptance? and yet you turn around and mingle with people who aren’t even above my level…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who nails death threats on your friends’ doors or anyone else who even lacked the decency to gaze upon you.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who slips suicide poems in your locker unpredictably, but you found her actions trite since you knew she wasn’t actually dead but needed you right this instant. perhaps attempting to correct your behavior once more. you took your time looking for her only to find out she’s not even at school, therefore you left early.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who was waiting outside of your apartment while spinning a switch knife around her fingers with a dazed, lovelorn, and lifeless expression, which not only deepened your confusion, but worried you tremendously. it was for your own good, she convinced herself. as much as she didn’t want to go this route, you tend to not do as she says when she says it. it’s hard to give you the best when you’re acting the worst (even though your rebellious nature only lured her in even more) …

“i’ve spilled punch them more blood than ink for your attention, and yet you still have the audacity to not make me the highest priority still look the other way? that’s alright, hun—shh, shut the fuck up don’t explain yourself. therefore, i will show you how much my soul yearns for you by engraving affirmations on your precious body in…red ink. perhaps a few marks to help everyone kill them all else conclude that you’re only my muse to alter and maim, to control and cripple. my y/n, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine…”

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[good-wizard2]

Shout out to the little skull in my notifications liking all of my posts I love you .... I'm so eeply And you are supporting me. Yes I know it's littluns...