Sebby-chan This Is My Cat, Not Even You Can Keep My Blondie!!!!

Sebby-chan This Is My Cat, Not Even You Can Keep My Blondie!!!!

Sebby-chan this is my cat, not even you can keep my Blondie!!!!

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7 years ago

Always.

Reblog if you still take the PMA movement seriously and it still means a lot to you.

2 years ago

THIS IS AMAZING I LOVE IT!!!!!

HEeHoo

Hi, im caught up on hw finally >:D

I am known outwardly to be kind of stoic tbh (masking emotions etc) but tend to be more childish in nature in the end. Doll collection, MOnster high....littlest pet shops...haha

I also have like a trillion art based hobbies, including doll customization. On one hand cause its cool, on the other because i get to behead dolls and cut their hair off and scare my neighbors when i spray paint them and hang them up.

HEeHoo

Anyways, iplier or battles r my fav tbh

you dont have to do this one if you dont want, just thought i could give you some funny gremlin elements to work with.

So, I'm a little biased with this one, because I know you love Dark. However, I really can't see you with anyone else. hahaha.

I don't think Dark would mind your childish nature; I think he would actually lean into it. It could turn out to be a stress reliever for him... Now this Dark might end up being a little OOC, but I don't think you'd mind that. ;P

Anyways enjoy this crack-ish fic with Dark;

It was just one of those days. Work, work, contracts, keeping up with his counterparts, it was.... frustrating sometimes. Even egos got a case of 'the Mondays' every now and again. This time, though, there was not an end in sight. All Dark could hear was the never-ending ticking of a clock that wasn't even in the room. Which is what led him to your room. There was ticking coming from behind your door, or something akin to ticking. It was rhythmic and loud.

"Kitten, can you please-" Dark started as the door creaked open. Walls filled with art supplies, dolls, different colors of yarns and twines. And you sitting at the desk in your room, using a small hook to pull hair up through a paint-stripped doll head. Now, Dark knew you were an artist, and he knew that you customized dolls, but that wasn't what was strange to him. It was the several dismembered dolls laying half-dressed on the floor. "Are you alright?"

"No." you gave a blunt reply. Dark was used to this as well, knowing you'd speak with him when you were ready to talk about it. So instead, he went to pick up the dolls that were strewn about.

"I wish I could do what you do to dolls, but to actual people..." Dark huffed, setting the dolls down on your desk. He raised an eyebrow at the blank look you gave him.

"Why don't you?" you ask simply, to which Dark's mouth drops open the slightest bit. Very rarely was Dark thrown off, but you had that power to say the most outlandish things to him.

"Well-..." Dark cut himself off, trying to compose himself quickly. "It's just too messy."

"Then do it to the dolls, it'll make you feel better." you smile, looking less tense than before. With the hair done, you sit the head down to work on the rest of the doll. Dark said nothing to this, knowing whatever came out could possibly offend you. That was the last thing he wanted to do.

Instead he went to your wall of dolls and picked one with hot pink hair, envisioning that it was that fool Wilford. He felt a spike of anger and quickly ripped the head from its body, but his strength snapped the dolls body in half. Dark couldn't help but smile at that. The crunch of plastic was more satisfying than he wanted to admit.

He turned around to show you the remains, like a child presenting during a show-and-tell. The crumbled pieces hit the floor and scattered across the floor, but you were focused on the crushed body.

You frowned at that, "Dark, I still need to use those! Don't crush them!"

"I'll buy you as many as you want..." Dark smiled innocently, shrugging as he discarded the broken doll and picked up another one, this one with neon green hair. The color set Dark off a bit and as he turned to you with a sinister grin, he couldn't help but ask...

"Can I do another?"

7 years ago

@multiplefandomsfangirl I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 

I Guess I Have Nothing To Lose Huh? Haha… First Fan Art I Post Hhhh…

I guess I have nothing to lose huh? Haha… First fan art I post hhhh…

Reblogs (if they come) are appreciated I guess? Do not repost hhhhhh

@bing-iplier @toomanytubers

6 years ago

Have you ever looked at someone while they’re doing something small like driving or laughing or eating and just smile bc you like them so much

6 years ago
It Looks Like You’ve Just Seen A G H O S T

It looks like you’ve just seen a G H O S T

6 years ago

Quick sketch of this lil shit

Quick Sketch Of This Lil Shit
9 years ago

Where the fuck is my stem and leaf diagram?

Ciel taking Edexcel Maths[probably] (via incorrect-kuro-quotes)

6 years ago
“ I A M A T U R T L E “

“ I A M A T U R T L E “

🐢🐢🐢

(This has apparently become a thing now so yeah NO REGRETS plus it’s my first experiment on washi tapes so yah)

5 months ago
Ghoulssssss 🧟‍♀️⚡️ 🦇🩷 🐾🌙

Ghoulssssss 🧟‍♀️⚡️ 🦇🩷 🐾🌙

Did some redesigns of the MH protagonists for fun🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️, definitely will do more characters🫰


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