Yoo. Yuu's giving me a very much Bob Ross vibes.
I’m just here to mix-and-match different kinds of Yuus with different kinds of personalities to see what monstrosity I can make. That being said,,, Older!Yuu brainrot!
Honestly? I just wanted to make Crowley a simp and it escalated.
Anyway, Older!Yuu who’s always exhausted, gives weird life stories that may or may not be true, gives oddly good advice, and mostly has no fucks to give anymore.
Also has that dilf/milf/pilf vibes going on, even with or without children.
Then again, it doesn’t even matter if they have children or not cause they’re going to end up adopting majority, if not all, of the school, anyway.
Yuu wakes up in the coffin, pauses to take in where they were, and then curses.
“Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have drunk that expired milk…”
They initially think they’re dead and just spend a few minutes in the coffin chilling and thinking of things like, “At least I get to go free from the family reunion, that’s something…”, “Jannet’s baby’s ugly. Are babies supposed to be that wrinkly? Maybe I should’ve gifted them an anti-wrinkle cream on the baby shower instead…”, and “Damn, I should’ve had Matt pay me back the money he owed me in high school had I known I was going to die. That asshole always somehow conveniently forgets to bring any money with him whenever we meet…”
That is until they heard a voice outside the coffin and see the coffin’s lid being pushed aside to meet face to face with… a cat.
“Whaaaaaaa!!!! Why are you up?!”
“You know, I’m wondering the same myself…”
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ISLEIGH
"Why? Why I didn't safe Khaenri'ah? Surely you know why. I didn't safe anyone because I was gone, killed by my own people - your ancestors - who denounced me as their god just to get a piece of my divinity for themselfs, cutting off any duties and responsibilties I had to them with their own hands in the process.
Being nothing, not even an existant being, nevermind a conscious one, I never could have even known that anyone was in danger, nevermind actually help.
And then, when I came into being once again, you tried to kill me again. I have absolutely no duties to you. You're not my people nor will you ever be."
- The Creator after being hunted as an impostor.
“how’s the writing going?” i’m glad you asked! my room has never been cleaner and i’ve decided to take up baking
Ablaze: Very brightly coloured or lighted.
Aesthetic: Pleasing in appearance.
Ageless: Timeless, eternal.
Angelic: Beautiful and pure.
Astrophysical: Related to space.
Brilliant: Glittering, very bright.
Celestial: Belonging or relating to heaven.
Ethereal: Unworldly, heavenly.
Evanescent: Ephemeral and transitory.
Glisten: Sparkling.
Gloomy: Dismally and depressingly dark
Heavenly: Beatific, delightful.
Lifeless: Inanimate.
Luminous: Clear, enlightening.
Lonely: Solitary.
Mysterious: Mystical, deep and obscur.
Ominous: Sinister and menacing.
Otherworldly: Unearthly.
THIS GUY HAS ME ON CHOKEHOLD SINCE DAY ONE
Hidan + Serving C*nt 😜
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Filipino parents pressuring their children to work hard, be rich and finish school with high grades, be perfect, and successful, and then vote for a president with no degree:
TWST x adventure time: heartslabyul
fionna and cake got me feeling nostalgic so i’m combining it with my other favorite thing rn
I'M SOBBINGGGG AND WAILING AND SCREAMING AND LITERALLY JUST LEVITATING 😭😭 MALLEUS LEARNING TAGALOG JUST FOR HIS BAE IS RAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
🐉 surprises you one day by attempting to converse with you fully in your mother tongue. No, not the common language that you seemed to have just automatically learned when you were whisked to Twisted Wonderland, but the language from your original world. Some of his pronunciations are hilariously awkward and he uses slangs here and there that doesn't fit with his usually formal appearance, but he's trying. God, he's trying.
And you don't know why but you feel like crying. This guy, socially inept as he is, is trying to make you feel like you're at home in a place so unlike home.
When you ask how in the world he knew about your language, he confesses that he's been keeping note of words and phrases you absentmindedly use in conversations, along with what he assumes are their meaning. He apologizes for taking too long to be confident enough to speak to you like this, but he was afraid that he'd sound like he's disrespecting your home if he didn't practice enough by himself.
"I know I sound like a fool. Your language is rather difficult on my tongue."
"It's fine... It's... It's more than fine. You didn't have to... You didn't... You didn't have to..." You can't find the words to say to him. You can't properly express your emotions.
"I do not wish to settle for fine... I want to know everything about you. Everything. So,"
"Maaari mo ba akong turuan?" [Won't you teach me?]
Sobbing again for the second time. Please never delete this.
My adaptation of the God of Arepo short story, which was originally up at ShortBox Comics Fair for charity. You can get a copy of the DRM-free ebook here for free - and I'd encourage you to donate to Mighty Writers or The Ministry of Stories in exchange.
Again it's an honour to be drawing one of my favourite short stories ever. Thank you so much for the original authors for creating this story; and for everyone who bought a copy and donated to the above non-profits.