#imbicilite

@imbicilite​ continued from here

The green eyed demon looked at the other, almost disappointed to hear him give up so quickly and the boy hadn’t even harmed the other yet. Almost. A lesson was a lesson, and he wouldn’t be respected much if he allowed the other to go just because Lefou gave in so quickly. “The list you can do is try and convince me not to do this.. I mean, it wouldn’t work but it’d be fun.”

Peter Pan was no where near a hero here. Just a twisted and evil boy. “Ever played Target Practice... The Fool, right?” 

Eliza walks down the row of cells like a woman on a mission. She has a plan but she needs help in order to pull it off. She walks until she finds the one she’s looking for.

RP Community PSA (includes multiple PSAs in one)

Yet another PSA on Whitley

Their ToyHouse Thread. (Live link — Posts deleted due to Whitley blocking people.)

TH Dramas Discord Server Drama (A users closeted identity was censored, otherwise everything was screenshot for transparency).

THD Discord Server Proof of Ableism and claiming they're the victim of stalking.

The new account Whitley created to stalk his ex for some shitty PSA. (Includes a screenshot of something said in the THD server after Whitley was banned. Meaning he is still stalking them).

Screenshot / Post Compilation

Where to Block Them

I realised Whitley had an alt or someone else in the server screenshotting things when random users who weren't even involved in any of the drama, but had posted their usernames in the art channel, were IP blocked by Whitney. I gave him the option to contact me for post removal since some of the posts weren't really appropriate to keep up. Instead, he made yet another alt tumblr to shit talk his ex again.

Truthfully, this user is a toxic drama magnet who will lie and twist as much of the narrative as he can to paint himself as a victim. Avoid him at all costs.

You can block them here, or if he changes his username use this to find it. This is not somebody I'd recommend you interact with.

Royalty AU Sentence Starters

“Thanks, I guess. Means I’m not a bastard like my brother.” To be fair, he’d never felt he had much reason to behave like a royal-he was the fourth child, after all, and his achievements would never outshine those of, say, Faren. So why bother trying to behave all noble-like.

With a fake ID pinned to an old lab coat, Crane infiltrates the asylum posed as one of its medical staff. Which is laughably easy, seeing as he legitimately used to be one.

With the end of a pen, he taps the perforated plexiglass viewing window on the door containing his mark.

“So lonely in these padded cells, isn’t it?” He whispers through the perforation. “Could make a fellow explode. Do you ever explode, Fabien?”

In the dark of the night, the voice could be a ghost’s if not for that pen tapping, as if someone gently rapping, rapping upon Fabien’s chamber door.

Chiaki was so close to getting the newest high score and all she wanted was to pass this level so she could have something to eat. Stomach growled angrily at her upon realization that she wouldn’t be eating just yet and it would still be a while before she finally put something in it. She could feel herself growing slightly frustrated by the constant growling, but still refused to move from her spot as her fingers diligently tapped on the buttons of her game.

It wasn’t until someone placed something in front of her on the table that she slightly pulled her gaze slightly from the screen to see who had taken the seat across from her. Most people had already eaten their own lunch and were now off doing their own things which was why she didn’t expect anyone to sit with her. Well, she wouldn’t shoo them away after all, but she did slowly find her voice rising above the volume of her game as she lowered it slightly.