Ok Guys I Lied Ab Havinf A Daily October Post Starting Today Bc Ive Been Shtfaced And Crossfaded All

I can never get enough of zombies eating the same brain and having their mood/personality swings be in sync.

(this post is sponsored by Liv and Blaine talking in science lingo while Ravi is thoroughly fed up by them)

this post has been haunting me since i saw it in late 2019

gay son or thot daughter?

Me: *Talking about Death Note, mentions L*

Friend: Oh, isn’t he the guy that looks like Jeff the Killer?

Me: Don’t you dare compare L to a shitty creepypasta character, disgraceful.

stimming isnt enough i need to grab something in my teeth as hard as i can and shake my head violently like a dog with a chewtoy

not enough people talk about customized links in pluralkit bios?? like you can make it ANYTHING?? [Word or Symbol](link) LIKE LOOK

in this we have Lucio's role linked to the term on tumblr

ive been looping wrong way by sublime for 4 hours straight help?

bubbline means so much to me you don't understabnd

Screencap redraws for fun

any other vampire alterhumans got their own species lore? like wym vampirism is contagious and i can only drink human blood... nuh uh

Recently I've been craving human blood.

People always say it's the quietest at night, I think they're probably wrong. Or maybe I just have superhearing, but recently I've found, during restless walks around town, that everything is so much louder. It startled me at first, the loudness. But as I found that I could drone in on sounds and where they were coming from, I was eerily calm. It was the way my head snapped with precision when a noise was 'too close' that took me a while to get used to. Automatic like gunfire to where the sound was, as if waiting to strike. Like a midnight hunter, prowling. And thats when I noticed it. The hunger. at first I wasn't sure what it was, but I could taste it on my tongue. I think, if I hadn't been able to taste it, I wouldn't have realized. To give some background, when I was a child, at some point, I had found out that if I open my mouth and breathe in through it while smelling something at the same time, that it would enhance the smell. I think I had read somewhere about cats doing it in 'Warrior cats' and found a way to mimic it, but anyways, it's become a habit when I'm on edge, one of my animalistic inclinations that almost always overtook my human ones when I was walking alone at night. As if a part of me just turned feral. Like I was no longer human but a coalescence of all of the animals i'd encountered. I would hiss or growl, carry things in my teeth when convenient, or even sometimes flex my hands like a cat flexing its claws. which I had. My nails were long and sharpened to a point, not for aesthetics, but as a sort of weapon, in case my trusty pocket knife were to be torn from me in some way. I think I've always been this way. This animalistic amalgamation that couldn't hardly be called human, at least not fully. But recently as I've found myself sleeping for 16 hours a day and being awake during the night, it's gotten worse. The iron-ey taste of blood stuck in my nose, it just made me.. hungry. I'd smell upwind as if hunting, which i was always downwind, but that would be upwind for whatever was behind me. good for a hunter, bad for the prey.. so I guess the question would be, am I the hunter, or the prey? I guess we'll find out.

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UGH im so tired of you G*Y PEOPLE !!!! i would NEVER !! *NEVER* make a peter strahm layout. what is WITH YOU GUYS !!!!!!1