kaed

wdni (wickedvillains do not interact)

Hey can we start discourse about how pathetic weaklings such as yourself will know my wrath and fury? I think we need to talk about how your useless insignifcant ward is no match for my aweful and fearsome power, and how you will know death like it is a close friend, it will become you and there will be nothing in you that resembles a soul, but lowkey we aren't ready for that conversation

i will defeat you

Wow. Completely avoiding any semblance of discussion and falling back into buzzwords and slogans. How typical of your side. You rely on your phrases like a knight their sword, but tell me little hero, where would you be without them? What would you do if you were rendered speechless? If I took that which grants you the capacity to run that insolent little mouth of yours and made you something that cannot cry, cannot weep, cannot scream, a vessel who's only chosen state is fear. The perfect subject. Tell me, what then? Probably youll continue dodging the subject cus you cant have ANY conversations on the piss on the poor website 🙄

my blade will speak for itself as i cut down all the villains in the world

Did you just not read my bio or did you miss the part that says "heavenly blade wielders DNI"

i do not need to read. all i need is to slay those who i am pointed at

[grabs you and turns you manually like i'm turning a hand crank. points you at a mirror] go my minion

(pulling out my blade while staring down the mirror) i will defeat you

this is why we're sworn allies

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll is a book about a small child who is forced to solve RPGmaker puzzles, which is very impressive given that the book was written in 1865

@cute-girls-from-anime-manga-vns

they want you to care more about 'job' than yuri... don't fall for this scam

you think that it's cute when I, normally really expressive and emotional, go totally dead eyed and expressionless while I'm hurting someone.

The difference between 1/2 cup of rice and 1 cup of rice is like 18 cups of rice

kicking my feet and giggling like a schoolgirl in love to myself while muttering "i'm going to kill you. i'm going to fucking kill you"

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.

ill just say what everyone's thinking. everyone i love has a shining thing that i lack and the only way i can have it is to claim them and never let them escape