I̧͎̫̿̏ͨ̄̂̋͂̽͘ ̛̗̣̲̟͓̖͇̝̓̀̏ͥs͚̖̜͉͓̰̦̭̈́̒ͩ͢t̻̞̅̒̀̅̀a͊͒̀̑̽͌ͯ́͏̷͇l̴̹͈̲̠̰̹̘ͣ̓̊ͅk̙͍̎̀́ ̧̢̯͇̬̜̜͖̺͎͂ͩ͋̇ͥͫ̈ȳ͕̄ͪ̀o̷̡̹͇ͫ͋͜ự̘͙̗̭̜͇͎ͬ
breann.west.5
Ik.
on November 19, 2015
on November 19, 2015
simple_sheep added a new chapter to Black Butler seven minutes in heaven
A Bone?
If ya like the Undertaker;
You danced your fingertips around the items and randomly pulled out an item. You screamed and dropped the finger bone. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!?" You shouted, and turned around as you heard someone laugh loudly. You hung your mouth open sideways and twitched your eye as the Undertaker picked up the bone. "Such a beautiful bone doesn't deserve to be on the ground! But in a coffin." He said laughing. "Ehhhhh..." You said contenting to twitch your eye. He touched your H/... Read Full Chapter
You danced your fingertips around the items and randomly pulled out an item. You screamed and dropped the finger bone. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!?" You shouted, and turned around as you heard someone laugh loudly. You hung your mouth open sideways and twitched your eye as the Undertaker picked up the bone. "Such a beautiful bone doesn't deserve to be on the ground! But in a coffin." He said laughing. "Ehhhhh..." You said contenting to twitch your eye. He touched your H/... Read Full Chapter
on November 19, 2015
simple_sheep added a new chapter to Black Butler seven minutes in heaven
A Pruner
If ya like William T Spears;
You danced your fingertips around the items and randomly pulled out an item. You stared at the garden tool like it was a gun. "What....the...hell..?" You asked looking at it more closely. "That, is my Death Scythe." Someone said, you looked up and shook your head. 'Nope, not him.' You thought as your eyes locked in with yellowish greenish eyes. William pushed up his glasses and held out his hand. "I will be having my Death Scythe back." He said, you shoved the to... Read Full Chapter
You danced your fingertips around the items and randomly pulled out an item. You stared at the garden tool like it was a gun. "What....the...hell..?" You asked looking at it more closely. "That, is my Death Scythe." Someone said, you looked up and shook your head. 'Nope, not him.' You thought as your eyes locked in with yellowish greenish eyes. William pushed up his glasses and held out his hand. "I will be having my Death Scythe back." He said, you shoved the to... Read Full Chapter
on November 19, 2015
that moment when you fail at a drawing of a character and you feel like you failed them .-.
on November 18, 2015
on November 18, 2015
n͍͍͚̻̮̜̠̅̿̎ͥ̎ͪo̻͗ͦ̃̐͊̈́͋̀̾ͅ ̗͕͎̾́͌ͮ̽̕͘o̝̘̝͎ͦ͒͒̃͛ͣͨ̅n̡͕̲̗͙ͮ̐ͪͣͬ͑͐̚e̋͛̓̒ͅ ̧̧̙͙̙͎̙̘̺̑́̉̎ͅf̛͔̑̃̒̏̓â̴̬̹̫̺̠͓̑ͫ̍͜͡l̢͙̯͎̑͑̂̇ͫ̓ͭ͟͠l̺͕̩͉̻̝̟ͬ͂̉̉̑͒͌̀̂s͔͖̪̼̟̎̊ͯ̎̀̚̕ ̶̱͈̹̍̽͗̅͆ͮi̠͖̙̦̥̦̎̔ͅṋ̨̠͕̪̗̂͛̾ͦ̎̕ͅ ̰̞̂̍͊͘͠l̴̺̲̪̱̍̑͑̚ǫ̴͕̗̘̤̦̠̒̔́̈́ͩ͘v̟͙͍͇̙̒ͧ̕͝ȇ̩͉̝̪̟̝̪̻͖͒́̄͛ͨ͡ ̈̊ͤ҉̷̨͉̺͙̹͉w̡̹̼̭̃̽̉ͥ͡i̵̔̑͐̏̅́͏̡̦t̶̶̼̪̞͉̑̀͑͠ȟ͖͔̱̫̼̗̭̩̺̊ ̻̓͗ͧͧͬ̓̾ͪ̒t̳͕͇̉ͮ̊ͥͣ̊̀h̙͉̳̩̮͈̋̐ͬ͋̓̑͜͠ẽ̡͚̟̦ͧͩ̓͢͠ ͚̙ͪ̈ͬ̆̆ͦ͢͜͠G̦̝̞̙̹ͨ͛͝lͤ̏ͯ͗̅ͧ͒҉͚̰̜̝͙̭́ͅi̥̺ͥ̈́ͫ̊̀t̖̥̼̮̲̀ͨc̶̖̺̦ͪ̾́̑̏̓̆ͩͩh̷͇ͬ̒̽ͅ Ī͈̾̐̚͘ ̡̬̱̝̻̩̟̤̠̗͛̋͋͂á̻̱͍͙̥ͅm̴̡͔͕̮͍̄̈́ͯ̅ͤ͐̏ ̴̫͎ͨ͂̆ͪ̉ͯ͞t͉̭̻̠̥̯͌́̈̏͊͢͢͠ĥ̵̹̯̖ͤ̉͑͢͝ę͎̬̃̐̈ͨͮ̾̉͝ See More ̵̫̰̻̤̲̻̊̏̄̋ͅG̪̮͎̯̠̱̻͐̓l̗̹̠̔ͣ́͟ͅi̷̬͉̋̔ͮ̽ͭ̒́̀t̷̳͉̣̯̪̍̄ͫ̃c̷̨̳̣̟̣̘̙͂ͤ̂̏ͫ̒̈́h̸͎̖̬͚̩͇̭͍̀ͣ̎͐͋ͯ̾ ̮̪̥̞̈́ͥͣ͋ͪ̂̈́͞ț̸̟̜̏͂͒̓͒ͫ̈́ḥ̘͒̄̂ͥ͑a̟̜̭̻͉͍ͯ̈̃̐̓t̨̖̙̱ͨ̂ͥͪ̎͜ ̤̗̠͙̩̟̀̆̈́ͤ̒̉ͩ͂̄ͅi̢̲̣̱̝̐ͣ̆́n̸̵̨̥̱ͪ̽̏f̨̻̘̪͔́͌̐̿̒e̝̥͚̳͎̻̪̞̽c̯̖̫͙ͨ̚t̶͙̤̙͎̹̱̹̠͇̔ͧ͌ͫ̓ͬ̆ͪs̡̮̹͚͋ͯͧ̚ ̢̝̤̊̾͋͑̓̒̂͜͞ỹ̮̼̣̦̣͚̂ͯ̓̇͝ö͚̬̪̰͙̝́̆ͬ̑͞ṵ̸̮͈͈̤̤̬͚̊͘
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Iz infect you >:3
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Iz infect you >:3
on November 18, 2015
on November 18, 2015
n͍͍͚̻̮̜̠̅̿̎ͥ̎ͪo̻͗ͦ̃̐͊̈́͋̀̾ͅ ̗͕͎̾́͌ͮ̽̕͘o̝̘̝͎ͦ͒͒̃͛ͣͨ̅n̡͕̲̗͙ͮ̐ͪͣͬ͑͐̚e̋͛̓̒ͅ ̧̧̙͙̙͎̙̘̺̑́̉̎ͅf̛͔̑̃̒̏̓â̴̬̹̫̺̠͓̑ͫ̍͜͡l̢͙̯͎̑͑̂̇ͫ̓ͭ͟͠l̺͕̩͉̻̝̟ͬ͂̉̉̑͒͌̀̂s͔͖̪̼̟̎̊ͯ̎̀̚̕ ̶̱͈̹̍̽͗̅͆ͮi̠͖̙̦̥̦̎̔ͅṋ̨̠͕̪̗̂͛̾ͦ̎̕ͅ ̰̞̂̍͊͘͠l̴̺̲̪̱̍̑͑̚ǫ̴͕̗̘̤̦̠̒̔́̈́ͩ͘v̟͙͍͇̙̒ͧ̕͝ȇ̩͉̝̪̟̝̪̻͖͒́̄͛ͨ͡ ̈̊ͤ҉̷̨͉̺͙̹͉w̡̹̼̭̃̽̉ͥ͡i̵̔̑͐̏̅́͏̡̦t̶̶̼̪̞͉̑̀͑͠ȟ͖͔̱̫̼̗̭̩̺̊ ̻̓͗ͧͧͬ̓̾ͪ̒t̳͕͇̉ͮ̊ͥͣ̊̀h̙͉̳̩̮͈̋̐ͬ͋̓̑͜͠ẽ̡͚̟̦ͧͩ̓͢͠ ͚̙ͪ̈ͬ̆̆ͦ͢͜͠G̦̝̞̙̹ͨ͛͝lͤ̏ͯ͗̅ͧ͒҉͚̰̜̝͙̭́ͅi̥̺ͥ̈́ͫ̊̀t̖̥̼̮̲̀ͨc̶̖̺̦ͪ̾́̑̏̓̆ͩͩh̷͇ͬ̒̽ͅ Ī͈̾̐̚͘ ̡̬̱̝̻̩̟̤̠̗͛̋͋͂á̻̱͍͙̥ͅm̴̡͔͕̮͍̄̈́ͯ̅ͤ͐̏ ̴̫͎ͨ͂̆ͪ̉ͯ͞t͉̭̻̠̥̯͌́̈̏͊͢͢͠ĥ̵̹̯̖ͤ̉͑͢͝ę͎̬̃̐̈ͨͮ̾̉͝ See More ̵̫̰̻̤̲̻̊̏̄̋ͅG̪̮͎̯̠̱̻͐̓l̗̹̠̔ͣ́͟ͅi̷̬͉̋̔ͮ̽ͭ̒́̀t̷̳͉̣̯̪̍̄ͫ̃c̷̨̳̣̟̣̘̙͂ͤ̂̏ͫ̒̈́h̸͎̖̬͚̩͇̭͍̀ͣ̎͐͋ͯ̾ ̮̪̥̞̈́ͥͣ͋ͪ̂̈́͞ț̸̟̜̏͂͒̓͒ͫ̈́ḥ̘͒̄̂ͥ͑a̟̜̭̻͉͍ͯ̈̃̐̓t̨̖̙̱ͨ̂ͥͪ̎͜ ̤̗̠͙̩̟̀̆̈́ͤ̒̉ͩ͂̄ͅi̢̲̣̱̝̐ͣ̆́n̸̵̨̥̱ͪ̽̏f̨̻̘̪͔́͌̐̿̒e̝̥͚̳͎̻̪̞̽c̯̖̫͙ͨ̚t̶͙̤̙͎̹̱̹̠͇̔ͧ͌ͫ̓ͬ̆ͪs̡̮̹͚͋ͯͧ̚ ̢̝̤̊̾͋͑̓̒̂͜͞ỹ̮̼̣̦̣͚̂ͯ̓̇͝ö͚̬̪̰͙̝́̆ͬ̑͞ṵ̸̮͈͈̤̤̬͚̊͘
on November 18, 2015
on November 18, 2015
Joker: *Sitting in the corner rocking back and forth*
Joker: *stops slamming her head and shakes it* Nothing! Joker has nothing to hide!....No Joker doesn't! *smiles and winds up the music box* Voices wont be quiet for the Joker, oh no no no...
on November 18, 2015
Joker: *smiles and tips hat* Joker's pleasure....no Joker don't want to....stop talking...leave Joker alone! *hits her head and walks over to a wall* Just leave Joker alone *hits her head on the wall*
on November 18, 2015
on November 18, 2015