Eryn Startled A Bit As She Was Lifted Up.

NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT?

IT HAS BEEN DONE, PEOPLE.

OOC || I feel like Eryn would bite @leaveyoumangled if her hands were free right now. Full on CHOMP

ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.

GO GO GO!!!! DA SWEEP

ROUND ONE OF THE OFFICIAL GACHA SEXYMAN CONTEST

The District Attorney is by @jacksepticeye-simp

GoldenBloom is by @fluffykitten246

EXCELSIS HAS ME CURLED UP ON MY BED CRYING. I AM IN SHAMBLES. TOBIAS FORGE YOU'VE SOMEHOW MANAGED TO CREATE A COMFORTING YET EMOTIPNALLY WRECKING SONG AT THE SAME TIME

GO GO GO! GET HEART AND MIND TO BE THE WINNERS

Best Sun And Moon Motif Characters - Round 1

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

NOAH WALKER

THERE'S AN ASK LIMIT??? WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO, PAY FOR MORE?

TUMBLR PLEASE LET ME SEND ASKS

I LOVE SEEING DARK/EVIL JACK ART. It's always so cool every time, and I love seeing all the varying designs everybody has for him. Plus, Jack could have joined Pitch. He had good reason to, and if he had listened to Pitch's manipulation in the lair, we could have seen a Dark Jack. It's so interesting to explore that concept. I'd love to see more art of this little goblin!

Eryn gently pets the cat, staring numbly at her bloody hands. She presses them against her eyes, and she's honestly half tempted to rip them out. She needs to suffer for what she did. Natemare's family was gone. Those four kids were gone, because of her. No amount of pain would ever add up to the pain she caused. She was a horrible person, if she could even be called one. She feels light-headed, and it occurs that she should probably get herself patched up considering she's got many a wound, some bleeding considerably. No. She won't allow that. That's the coward's way out. She looks back up at Phantom, unsteadily pushing herself to her feet, leaning against the bar. She's aware that the souls that were with her upstairs are standing on the staircase, but they aren't her focus right now.

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'..."

MY HEART IS BROKEN WHAT

cold frozen heart