It's my birthday :D
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???: And so...here we are....
A young man is tied to a chair in the center of a dark room, the ceiling lamp above him being the only source of light. His face is hidden under a potatoe sack painted with a smiley face. Another person, obscured by the darkness, stands right behind him with a gun near his head.
???: We've waited too long for this...and here you are, finally at our mercy.
Tied-up Man: Please....you don't have to do this...
???: ....heheheh.... How cute. Do you really think we're going to stop now? This is only just the beginning. Besides, I'm not the one tied up with a gun to my head.
Tied-up Man: Listen, I know you've all suffered, I understand, but this-
???: Quiet! You don't know shit! You're lucky that the master's even keeping you alive right now.
Tied-up Man: ....
???: Nothing...? Figure's. It won't matter anyway. You won't be here once this ends. I honestly can't wait to see the hope drain from your eyes. Seeing everything you sought to protect crumble to dust, all while you sit here and watch, unable to do anything. It hurts, doesn't it?
Tied-up Man: ....
???: You've all brought this upon yourselves. Soon, everyone will finally understand who the true false angel is! My master will be their new savior! A new dawn of despair will soon be upon them!
Tied-up Man: Please....don't do this....
???: There's no point in begging anymore. Squirm all you want. There is no hope left. No one will hear you. No one will come for you. Your luck has finally run dry, Makoto Naegi.
(And so...it begins)
they were cute friends even if it was brief
Something I did for a friend @rainbow10508 with my oc and theirs giving gifts (not much else)
If it looks a bit rushed, it's because I may have waited till the last few days to make this. I wanted to get this out by Christmas, so I quickly drew this for the past four or five days.
Anyway, I hope you all have a nice christmas!
Fuck them
I am autistic and I hate toilet hand dryers
Reblog if you are neurodivergent and hate toilet hand dryers
Finally finished the art for the TMC x KNY au. It's only the main four victim's, but I plan on doing the rest eventually.
Here's the picture without the layer's on top.
Quick overview of each character's breathing styles (minus Cesar since he's a demon in this au):
Mark - Water Breathing (He is our Tanjiro stand-in so this is par for the course.)
Adam - Serpent Breathing (I, honest to god, had no idea what to do with him. While he is sort of the Inosuke stand-in, I wanted to diverge a bit from that, more or less. So, I didn't give him Inosuke's breathing style and gave him this one instead. It mostly had to do with the lore behind Adam's name; you know, the snake in the tree of knowledge. I thought it was clever.)
Jonah - Thunder Breathing (Naturally, I had to make him the Zenitsu of the au.)
Listen, I had a funny little thought:
Mandela Swap Au...but Cesar isn't fucking around.
Please do not pay attention to the anatomy (especially Mark and Cesar's 'paw's'). Don't mind the random images I placed on the wall's, it's been a long day. Hope you enjoy my catified designs (my favorite's have to be Mark and Cesar) and this silly little idea.
I understand the assignment, here is my response:
Make your argument
Hey, I had this giant list of Welcome Home as Incorrect quotes (I made it cause I was bored) and thought it would be funny to share some with the internet:
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Eddie: My hands are cold.
Frank: Here, let me hold them.
Eddie: My lips are cold too.
Frank: *covers Eddie's mouth with their hand*
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Frank: Julie gets offended by everything.
Julie: What did you say about me?!?
Frank:
Frank: Case in point.
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Barnaby: I know this isn’t going to end well and I don’t care. So don’t you try and stop me, Wally!
Wally: I wasn’t stopping you. I was asking if you had a spare camera so I can record this.
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*the Squad at Disneyland, in the teacups*
Frank, Eddie, and Poppy: *spinning a little and talking*
Barnaby, Wally, and Julie: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*
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Howdy: Wally, you’re such a genius!
Wally: Yes, I know.
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Wally: We’re having a moment, aren’t we?
Frank: If by 'a moment' you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time since we met, then I guess we are.
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*At a dinner party, the guests converse while the host is away*
Poppy: So how do you know the host?
Julie: They were a former vegan, and they bought milk.
Frank: That B****!
Barnaby: I pulled them over for money laundering.
Sally: I'm chaperoning their dinner party.
Howdy: They stole a baconator!
Frank: That B****!
Poppy: I tanked the store they were managing and they convinced me to quit from one of the only jobs I've ever had. Now I'm living off of unemployment checks and fear!
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Barnaby: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.
Barnaby: Ask me to kill for you.
Eddie: ...First of all, calm down-
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Julie, hungover: Please tell me I'm imagining that I claimed I was king of the ducks.
Eddie: I would, but then I would be lying to the King of All Ducks.
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Howdy: Hey Sally, listen, corporate makes us do this every year, but this is just a little manager evaluation form. You just fill it out, let them know how I'm doing, you know?
Sally: Alright! Uh, "Is your manager manipulative?"
Howdy: I'd say "No" to that if I were you.
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Howdy: Barnaby, I am questioning your sanity...
Frank: I never questioned it, I knew their sanity was missing from the start.
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Barnaby: *coughs blood*
Wally: Don't die, Barnaby!
Barnaby: Don't tell me what to do!
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Barnaby: Why did you kidnap Wally!?!?!
Howdy: Ah- um- well- the reason for that is, uhh...
Frank: Sometimes, we must work together towards a common goal.
Barnaby: NOT TO KIDNAP PEOPLE!
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Frank: Heyyy Eddie, how’s your… drink??
Eddie: What do you mean drink? It’s coffee.
Frank: You sure?? *Looks to coffee maker*
Eddie: *Looks to coffee maker*
*Cement sitting beside the coffee maker*
Eddie:...I’m on my third fucking drink right now, I should be dead.
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Frank, pointing to the wall: What color is this?
Sally: Gray.
Howdy: Grey.
Frank, turning to Barnaby: Now tell them what color you think it is.
Barnaby: Dark white.
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Howdy: I just found out from Eddie today that when Barnaby died and the service did the 21-gun salute at their funeral, Julie said, “They should aim at the coffin to be sure.”
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Barnaby: Sometimes I'll start a sentence and I don't even know where it's going. I just hope I find it along the way.
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Wally: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-
Barnaby: A doll.
Julie: A cinnamon roll.
Eddie: A sweetheart.
Wally:
Wally: ...stop it.
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Poppy: Frank won’t come out of their room!
Sally: Just tell them I said something.
Poppy: Like what?
Sally: Anything factually incorrect.
Poppy, shrugging: If you say so.
Frank, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?
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Wally: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you’re a coward.
Barnaby: I’m worried about you.
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Wally: As your best friend—
Viewer: [Insert Name] is my best friend.
Wally, holding a knife: As your best friend—
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Julie: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail.
Barnaby: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.
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Wally: Hey guys! I drew everyones soul!
Howdy: Why is Julie's a monster?
Julie: Wally, you forgot your's! It's only an empty space!
Wally, proudly: Exactly
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Wally: Why am I the bad guy?
Frank: I don't know, why am I the pretty one? We all have our thing.
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Wally: Maybe the real monster was the friends we both literally and figuratively murdered along the way.
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Hope everyone enjoyed it. Maybe I'll make another one if I'm feeling like it. Like I said, I have a whole list, so I'm sure I'll be set for a little while.
So, I had a fun thought....
And now....
Jun: Wow, your suit feel's really nice, Cesar!
Cesar: Thank you, Jun! Your uniform doesn't feel that bad either!
Tatsuya: *Bi Panic*
Mark: Slay, bestie.
Alt (hehe):
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