If I Make A Typo U Need To Know Im Just A Really Small Dude Running Around On My Keyboargd Pressing Keys

MORE TASTY ASS ART YESSSSSSS

Of course, in my usual fashion of hyperfixating on shit, I made Demon Slayer fusions. Last one’s fanart of @dragonclaw487 ‘s OC!

ALRIGHTY BYE BYE

more of this disaster duo

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I’m gonna try posting them more now that it’s (almost) September.

could i request a nature oriented witch s/o spending a chilly fall afternoon with angor rot? maybe just how a stroll through the forest would be, both of them enjoying the season's changes! (magic and/or halloween hijinks optional)

~Moth, @foxmothfriends

Dressed up in a warm sweater with a cup of hot chocolate in your hands while the leaves were falling was your favorite thing in the world.

Fall as a season made you feel powerful and renewed you in a way the other seasons couldn't. But now having someone to share it with who also partook in and loved your magical hobbies left you feeling happier than ever.

Leaning on Angor your lover hummed carving a totem as you read your Grimore out in the backyard. The night air was cold but fresh as the stars shined above you. Glowing crystals provided you with light as you continued reading but you had to admit even in your blanket and sweater it was a bit chilly. Shivering slightly Angors arm suddenly wraps around you, pulling you and the blanket you were in closer to him. Smiling you snuggled against the troll feeling at peace with him by your side. Every time he breathed you could feel his chest rise and fall behind you and it was the most comforting feeling.

A Fire he'd made crackled in front of you. The fire, blanket, and him combined kept you warm in the otherwise cold and crisp fall air.

"I love you." You murmer and he smiles as he pauses his carving. Leaning close the crystals make his his stone skin glow. His claws gently push your hair aside as he kisses your forehead. Giggling at the feeling of cold stone against your skin he smirked as he nuzzled you. His horns gently rubbing against either side of you face as his nose pressed lightly against yours.

"I love you more." He responds pausing to put his forehead to yours. Staring into his golden eyes watching them glow with warmth you bring a hand up to cup his face. He leans into your warm touch and your thumb brushes his cheek.

"I know." And you did. You really did. Because you did too.

Cat

FOLFIE I'M GONNA KILL YOU- YOU GREEN HAIRED, PRONOUNS HAVING ASS VENT CREATURE-

... I can explain-

the worst thing ever is when you become completely obsessed with some phrase your friends invented in some jackbox game or other such thing to the point that it becomes ingrained into your brain forever because nobody will ever know what i’m talking about when i say “I DO fuck like a cab driver for a blunt”. like that’s just my cross to bear forever.

Y/N, pointing to a very high shelf: Can you get that for me?

LJ: See? I knew you needed me, huh???

Y/N: I can and will replace you with a step stool.

SHOUTOUT TO REALSHADOWFAN01 ON TWITTER DOT COM FOR THE SIZE OF THIS MASSIVE FUCKING W