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I love sleep token and i'm making it everybody's problem
Me: yes I am very calm and composed and very compassionate to all living things
me when insect in my vicinity: FUCKING KILL IT HELP ME WHAT THE FULC GET IT AWSH FROM ME PLEAD ENWTA THE FUCK
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO
Valentine’s Day Collab 2023 <3 (½)
Just the Squeenix ones
Phil: @thefluffmother
Mickey & Zack: @jinxscohr
Luxord: @/hearts4angelic
Kairi: @cypjj
Vanitas: @88squidprince
Garfield: @/52namibee
tenya iida x denki kaminari science museum date
couldnt resist drawing a realistic tenya bc i love him sm
Light Yagami is the kind of monster that you don't really see until it's too late, the kind that will smile so brightly and hold your hand and walk you to a beautiful cliffs edge just to push you off. Or sometimes you do catch a glimpse of him, the real him, out of the corner of your eyes, but when you turn to look the mask is back and he will smile like he knows something you don't. Light is a monster, but you find yourself drawn in with honeyed words that feel just a bit too sharp and a smile with a few too many teeth. Light mimics the kind of person everyone wishes they could be, at least on the surface, but if you just watch long enough you can see something dark writhing under the surface. Light is some terrible thing caged in a human body, writhing and raging and screaming underneath perfect hair and clear skin and falsely warm eyes.
Light Yagami is the sun, bright and beautiful, he is the warmth on your skin after a long, miserable winter. he brings life, feeds and nurtures what he believes is his. But just like the sun he is capable of burning the very same skin he warmed, destroying it from the outside in and the inside out. capable of causing droughts that lead to famine, capable of starving and destroying. He can dry and crack and crumble the very same earth that once bloomed with new life at whim and he does, simply because he can, and he wants too. Light, much like the sun, knowingly or unknowingly, intentionally or unintentionally destroys everything that gets close to him and fundamentally changes every person, every surface he touches.
L Lawliet is the kind of monster who doesn't ever try to be anything other than what he is. L is the ghost you see out of the corner of your eyes, even if he's gone by the time you turn your head. L is the feeling you get when you know your being watched even when you can't figure out who's watching and from where. L is the kind of monster whose eyes seem to peel you like an onion, examining every layer as he goes, sees parts of you that you didn't even know were there. L is the kind of monster who's every look will rip you apart piece by piece just because he wants to see what makes you tick, what makes you who you are. And when he has stripped you bare, ripped holes in your flesh and prodded at your mind and examined your soul, will simply move on. when his eyes leave you with your now cracked mask and tattered soul you understand what it is to be an ant under a microscope, to have been swallowed whole, to be seen and known right to your core and that is truly terrifying.
L Lawliet is the moon, usually quiet and calm but still capable of moving whole oceans. He is the pull of gravity, The cycle of the tides, feeding and nurturing whole ecosystems. He is a pearl in an inky ocean of stars, lighting your path in the night. But the moon, just like the sun is capable of starving and destroying. Capable of eating things whole, capable of flooding whole areas and swallowing swimmers into the depths. He can erode earth and rock into sand, can swallow whole sections of earth to keep within himself forever at whim and he does, simply because he can, and he wants too. L much like the moon, is ever changing, one day he may be there to light your path through the night and the next he will be gone, leaving you lost and blind in the dark.
Part 2
Thank you so much for the kind words @chessman-protocol.
I happily take your tears, add them to my collection and then I will drink them for breakfast. *sounds of mad cackling can be heard* And this is what I mean by, part 2, my dear. Enjoy~
Also tagging the incredibly talented @doreen090 because this is her favorite song and she was the person who inspired me to try editing in the first place.
“Play With Fire” belongs to Sam Tinnesz