kindly witch

[ID: fanart of Cerrit, from critical role Calmaity. he stands silhouetted in a doorway, flames rising up behind him and casting a rectangle of light onto the floor of an otherwise pitch black space. small outlined sketches of his children, Kir and Maya, sit on the floor in the light, talking to each other. text next to the doorway reads, "here in this moment, you put all of your vast intellect to work so that as the flames begin to lick the wall behind you, you solve the mystery of who your children were." END ID]

i saw this somewhere else but reply / tag what you did today so everyone can see that we all did something different today

blood spray is just another kind of cumshot

wait i just found out you can be nice to people and be their friend i thought we had to kill them all cause i was raised in a lab to be a living weapon

yes this is an exploration of guilt and culpability but it could also be a sex thing if you just give me a minute

feeling pretty dissociative and alienated from personhood rn if any bad bitches want to exploit me as a living weapon

I laughed so fucking hard at this

listen i consider myself an empathic person but after a certain point i get sick of other people’s problems. my friend is always talking about how the jewel-eyed skull on their mantlepiece is tormenting them w its sinister beauty and im over it. like dude i don’t want to talk about this anymore. get rid of the fucking skull

you’ are biased against my skull

i’m not having this argument again man

“covered in blood” is an ideal state for a girl to be in if you see a girl covered in blood you know she is having a good time