THERE'S MORE EGOS OUT THERE... I'M GOING ON A MANHUNT. NO RANDOM ENCOUNTERS VIDEO WILL BE SPARED.

I wrote a fanfic (god help me) and put it on ao3 under the handle Acetheaverage8, so if you guys wanna check it out, go ahead. Make sure to read the first one, though: Make No Mistake, I'll Break You Down and the tumblr fic it was based off, "Let's Fix That With A Controlled Shock" by the lovely @th3w00ds

Happy reading!

Eryn sits down, not saying a single word. Her head is killing her, almost like a migraine coming on. She looks at the four kids and Natemare nervously, and she bites the inside of her cheek hard enough for it to start bleeding.

Not even close to a portion of what they went through or what you did to Natemare.

The words echo through her head, but she shoves that voice those thoughts away. What the fuck is going on with her? She'll listen to and go along with whatever they have to say or do, and she won't say a single word or make a single move. Its their turn.

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'..."

AHAHAHAHAH

Lord pls someone rp with me

Whoops! Show's over, Jameson!

(don't worry, he's fine. Those are friendship strings and he's yawning. he's just sleepy there's no puppeteering happening here)

But y'all I found a new drawing program and now the rut I've been in is COMPLETELY gone. It feels so good to create again 😭

GO GO GO!!!! DA SWEEP

ROUND ONE OF THE OFFICIAL GACHA SEXYMAN CONTEST

The District Attorney is by @jacksepticeye-simp

GoldenBloom is by @fluffykitten246

MARE ART MARE ART AIDJJSBRIANRISBRIFBWBF

NATEMARE

but in glasses(kinda

OK, SCROLLING THROUGH THIS WHOLE ACCOUNT NOW. I HIT THE JACKPOT OF NATEMARE CONTENT.

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Linkin Park reference...

REAL

I'm still not used to Anti being like a threat?? a thing to worry about??? He was so goofy back in the day. What do you MEAN he's capable of causing trauma. He's too silly for that. He probably doesn't even know murder's illegal and you're accusing him of harming others. You're speaking in tongues. Anyways here's a little doodle whilst I eagerly await his return.