I Admit I Laughed Way Too Hard At That Joke

I admit I laughed way too hard at that joke 😂

and he is so happy about it too ❤️

I just know we got the juiciest backstory.

What the fuck is this build

I FOUND A LITTLE NEAT RANDOMISER THINGY

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Mannnnn, am I dumb.

It do be true though, so I’m not complaining.

I do want to know why my strength is maxed out-

I’m just a little mage. A lil’ magician. I’m soooo harmless *breaks something*

No pressure tags:

@shrimpppy @miss-hyoko @siphoklansan @the-trinket-witch @the-library-of-forgotten-endings @rabioa @loneliness-of-spring and @anyone who I forgot / wants to do this!

Donkey MC

I’m back! After a long, long time LMAO

Here’s a drawing and a minicomic inspired by the @dilatorywriting Monster Mayhem Series. I’m just fall in love with her writing, please go ahead and check her wonderful works!

salvation {reader x vamp!jamil/vamp!ruggie/vamp!riddle}

I’M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE BUT HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY CUTIE!!! @dulcesiabits​ I hope it was a good one <3

!! information !!

characters: jamil/ruggie/riddle (together)

reader: gn (”you” pronouns)

CW: dubious use of aphrodisiacs/aphrodisiac bites (non-nsfw dubcon (i still don’t know what else to call this)) - also also: blood and blood drinking/turning described vividly.

Eternity tends to dampen the senses. At least, that’s how it felt for Jamil. Just as food no longer tasted as fine and sunlight no longer brought him joy as it warmed his skin, he found his emotions muted over time. His happiness felt like dull relief, his disappointment little more than a passing bother. Nothing seemed to affect him anymore, instead reflecting off his skin as he approached each endless day with an impassive glare.

That was why he knew exactly what was wrong when he felt it: that horrible, stinging pain that shot through his body, like he had been impaled by a red-hot iron rod and molten steel had been poured in the void where his soul used to be. Jamil crumpled to his knees, clutching and clawing at his shirt and biting his own tongue, uncaring as his fang pierced through the skin. The thought of tearing his heart out passed his mind - there was only one person who could make him feel that way, and anything that could spur this on was bad, bad, bad.

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I want more of vega and Mc storyline.