A Few Memes From When I Was Gone

A few memes from when I was gone

You really do not miss with your takes do you.

Malleus ( why does he need to go here,he's powerful enough)

Yuu(why are they even here)

And the only two people that would get either of the lives are Grim and Lilla

To each their own but I feel like the allure OF Malleyuu is how Malleus *can’t* have a meaningful relationship with anyone who is of his world, especially those who are of high-status themselves, because of how people either worship the ground he walks on or automatically avoid him bc of his status as an insanely powerful mage…. so I’m super confused when I see so many royalty aus where they’re both of royal blood 😭 I feel like Malleus and Yuu and good for each other BECAUSE of their respective intense loneliness and how they can relate to each other in a way no one else could ever understand (Yuu’s from literally being torn from their own dimension vs Malleus’ from being isolated in a castle all his life + never having interacted with someone without his status getting in the way).

What do you mean this isn’t how Lesson 16 goes?

Based off @fluffimemes ‘ post

I just know we got the juiciest backstory.

Happy Late Mother day with Yuu and Grim

All jokes aside, I really wish I had upload more art for Twisted wonderland anniversary, I never expected to be so invested in a video game, this game will always have a special place in my heart.

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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