No But To Be Serious Guys I Didnt Expect That Movie To Be That Kind Of Good. I Expected Great Fights.

OH MY GOD I'M GONNA CRY YEARS OF JOY. WILFORD!!!!! EGO CONTENT!! AJDHRUEHIWBDJEU3FB

WAIA SEQUEL?!?!?

COMING SOON?!??!??!!?

MY HYPE IS AT AN ALL TIME HIGH????

OH MY GOD THIS IS HEARTBREAKING, THE EXPRESSIONS ARE AMAZING

Couldn’t find the motivation to finish the last bit but thought you guys might enjoy it anyways :]

Music is Talia from cyclone the musical!!

I know my camera roll hates me now. (In the process of gathering a shitload of lyrics that remind me of Eryn, I was inspired by @littledeathlittleghost doing it for Mare and Mad)

Anonymous asked: Do you guys remember when Mare and Anti made a fnaf song together? It’s called Enjoy The Show.

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Heh…..I remember making that song I’ll let you in on a little secret that wasn’t Anti I just gave him credit for the feature Well, to be more precise, he begged for the credit He wouldn’t stop bothering me about it……… “Oh pretty p l e a s e! I’ll do anything!” Honestly his accent really gets so damn…..I digress So yes, I did all the work. As per usual with my songs. Hmm…It’s funny, it’s been so long but I think I still remember how it goes.

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Spotted in the theater building on campus

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Devoted Soul

This Dark has history with a particular Phantom (@the-original-red-devil). And sometimes history comes back to haunt us. -=-=-=-

The shadows curled in closer, darkening their surroundings as the demon leaned in towards his victim, half-tangled in dark threads and twitching like a fly in spiderweb, already bloodied and beaten. Clawed fingertips scraped over the prisoner's scalp, curled around a fistful of vibrantly purple hair, and yanked their head back, bending their neck to an awkward, almost painful angle. "Stubborn." Dark mused, studying the flashes of defiance playing like sheet lightning across stormy blue-grey irises. He tugged a little harder on their hair, watching the way their lip curled in response - anger and pain warring across their pale face. "All this would be over if you'd just give me an answer. I know you're one of his. Loxeio's precious Collected..." He let go of their hair, and watched them slump forwards again, either too tired to keep their head up, or simply not caring enough to keep an eye on him. The demon paused, straightening his tie, glowering down at the stubbornly silent soul. "Three souls in one. Trapped in a mortal skin, with two pathetic little worms that don't know when to shut up. I need a soul demon. Unfortunately, the only one I can think of with enough power to remedy this mess is him." His claws caught under their jaw, digging in either side. Shimmers of red, just slightly too iridescent to be the blood of a regular human, trickled down from where the skin tore under the pressure he was exerting. Thumb and forefinger cutting into their face, the others curling into their neck. "...so, I'll ask again. What alias is he hiding behind now?"

The soul's eyes flashed, blazing bright in their defiance. "I'd sooner die than tell you." Dark couldn't quite suppress the vicious snarl that left him - nor did he keep his temper well enough to stay calm, collected, and not kick the soul painfully in their ribs. They yelped in pain, the already-cracked bones yowling their protests at the rough handling, then glared up at him, hatred flickering in their eyes. "Bitch." The demon drew in a deep breath, briefly closing vantablack eyes in frustration. And then he crouched to his prisoner's level, head tilting to one side as he reached out, tilting their chin up with a surprising gentleness, staring into their eyes. “Oh, but you can’t die. I know that as well as you do." He withdrew his hand, straightening up, spikes of shadow coalescing around him. The first of them shot forwards, piercing the soul's shoulder and making them gasp with pain. Thud. "Which means..." Thud. "...that there's no end to this..." Thud. "...that I can just..."

Thud. "Keep." Thud. "Going."

Everybody shut up and go listen to this right now. Then watch the music video.

https://youtu.be/ye7pMF5B4wM?si=QfOqPYRWNkgXJJF5

reblog to remind prev they're not a bother and their presence is wanted <3

I LOVE THIS SM YOUR ARTSTYLE IS SO CUTE OP

say hi to bob

She nodded. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the flickering, and it worried her.

They're going to fade, and it's your fault. You've ruined their afterlives.

"It was wrong of me to attack you like that, and even worse to shoot you. I'm sorry," Eryn replies. She seems 100 percent genuine-

But are you? Or are you just sorry you hurt those kids?

Jesus. She needs to sleep. She shakes her head, trying to get rid of it. The more it continues, the less she thinks it's her thoughts. It's like something else is taunting her.

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."