A Little Teaser For How The Creeped Visual Novel Is Going! Hope The Quality Is Okay!

☠️☠️☠️ what is bro doing

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(fluff/angst)

It felt like a sunny spring day on earth.

The birds were chirping, and the sky was almost blue. It was hot, but the cool breeze made it feel just right.

The grass was almost green. Butterflies fluttered around. The two lay on a picnic blanket, on an almost green grassy hill.

Alastor was half asleep. The only kind of sleep he had been in for the past 6 months. Rosie was right next to him, smiling, looking up at the almost green trees.

It was an almost perfect day.

Rosie turns to Alastor. “Al.” She whispers.

“Hmmm?” He replies.

“How does your chest wound feel?” Her hushed, almost motherly tone can be heard.

“Numb.” He replies, groggily.

His exorcist wound. The one he got from foolishly charging at Adam, only to be beaten to near death. He’s been fairly anxious, tired, and sleep deprived since then. It was stinging, but now it’s not. Likely a good thing.

Well, Rosie considers it a good thing. It’s really freaking Alastor out.

Rosie smiles. “At least it’s not stinging.”

The world sounds earthly and peaceful when Alastor’s eyes are closed, but the moment he opens them, he’s met with different shades of red, everywhere he looks, unable to catch a break from the mean, taunting color. Disappointment floods his body more than blood ever could, as he looks up at what is almost home.

“I’m just hoping it’s not poisonous, or has some kind of mind eating parasite in it..” Anxiety circles Alastor. What he just said, didn’t sound like an Alastor thing at all.

Rosie frowns. “You’re being paranoid again.”

“I know.” Alastor responds in a tired tone. So much energy has been lost since the fight. Dizziness meets Alastor, so he shuts his eyes, to pretend that his almost perfect day, is a completely perfect day.

His dear “friend” holds his hand, massaging his knuckles.

A new feeling creeps in, but only attacks his heart. Tingly and feeling happy, he can’t put his finger on what this feeling is.

The two hear an explosive go off in the distance. Not even a hint of surprise passes by.

“It would be an almost perfect day… if we weren’t.. well.. here.” Rosie sighs.

Alastor nods. “Mhm..”

Rosie leans her head on his shoulder, and he can’t help but blush. A tired feeling passes by, and he closes his eyes once again.

“I’m so happy for Sir Pentious. So happy for Charlie and her hotel project, so happy for the future patients who could come a little closer to earths beauty by finally meeting Heaven.”

Alastor listens to Rosie’s talking as much as he can. He leans his head into hers.

He really likes the way she sounds. He could almost listen forever.

He listens to the chirping birds and the whistling wind, and the bugs buzzing. “It truly is an almost perfect day, isn’t it?” He finally speaks up.

“Yeah… yeah it is. It really is an almost perfect day.” Rosie replies chuckling.

Alastor feels his whole existence float away from him, as his mind starts to go white and blank. He can’t even feel sad, but instead feels satisfied. At least it ended in a useful way, as he 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 survived a poisonous angelic attack.

Rosie continues to talk on.

“I wish every day could be just like this one. Just you, and me, and an almost perfect day. Right Alastor?”

His grip on her hand loosens, as she’s now the only one contributing to their hand holding.

No response could be heard from Alastor.

Maybe he just didn’t hear her.

“…Right… Alastor…?

A panic starts to flood her chest, but she still calmly calls to him.

…

“…Alastor?”

surrounding yourself with too many suicidal people (and what it does)

hello.

my name is moll. I need to talk to you. And before I do, I need to put a trigger warning on this post. I will be discussing mental health and suicidal topics. If these trigger you, do not continue reading ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

most people have that one friend who isn’t doing so well. Most people have a friend that is not doing so well and obviously needs comfort and reassurance from friends. That is okay. Some people have friends with serious issues or mental disabilities, causing them to not act like the social norm for people. That is okay.

it becomes a problem when you’re in fear. You’re in fear that you could wake up tomorrow and they aren’t here anymore. It becomes a problem when you have to always make sure that they don’t go off the deep end on you. It scares you, right? And I’m not saying you should not be friends with people when they become suicidal, I’m saying that there’s a problem when it feels like your job to make sure they don’t do anything stupid. When it feels like it’s your responsibility to make sure they’re alive. When you feel like you have to be friends with them BECAUSE they’re suicidal. You can be there for them when they are suicidal without leaving them, but there’s a problem when their problems start turning into yours. You’re scared of them. You’re scared because they refuse to get help. You’re scared of them dying. Your friendship, is fueled by fear.

It’s a huge problem when you surround yourself with an entire group of people like this. Being in an entire groupchat or friend group with people like this is harmful to not only their mental health, but yours too. People always talking about how they want to go off the deep end, talking about the drugs they’re doing, showing pictures of their self harm to you. An entire group of people, and then other suicidal people you may know outside that friend group or group chat. ⚠️Not all suicidal people are like this, I’m talking about when they are VERY suicidal⚠️

I’m going to speak from experience now. I have been surrounded with suicidal people for god who knows how long. Having a ton of friendships with people who are about to go off the deep end, and having to constantly make sure they don’t, scars you bad. I have a feeling it’s going to stick with me forever. At first I thought, “I could help them.”, but now I can’t get a good nights sleep praying that they are alive and breathing tomorrow. I’ve been vented to, I’ve seen peoples self harm, I’ve let people over share about their lives to me. So many people, all the venting and the sadness. They say the same things every day, you don’t know how to respond anymore, and they rarely respond to your vents. I thought it was okay. But what has it done to me?

It manipulated me into thinking my problems don’t matter, because all of my friends have it worse. They can tell me anything, even if it affects me badly. I’ve never been able to fully talk to them about it, hopefully one day I can. But for now I’ve dug myself into a huge hole, it’s so hard to get out. I am on so many waiting lists for therapy, nobody is available. I wish I could’ve told my younger self to not do what I did. There’s a huge messy ball of depression and anxiety hanging over me, with the right help I can cut it open, but the right help is just out of reach for now.

You don’t have to be like me. You don’t have to pray to god you get help, you don’t have to go sleepless nights hoping your friends are here tomorrow. You don’t have to be like me. Surround yourself with people who have a good influence on you.

its okay to be suicidal, its okay to have suicidal friends. It’s okay to vent and it’s okay to be vented to, but it becomes a problem when your whole social life is fueled by fear. Be there for your friends when they’re not doing okay, but let them know when you’re not doing okay either. Make sure they care.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading.

has anyone realized how FUCKED it is that caine made zooble's room have 3 mirrors in it? when they literally have body dysmorphia? which means zooble is forced to look at themself

also a literal human mannequin like ohhh i bet thats GREAT to look at every day

I miss when the creepypasta fandom was wacky and cringe and stupid. Nowadays it's all the realistic portrayals with them as twisted abusive psychos. I know that realistically that's what they'd be like but damn! BACK IN MY DAY we had the Cweepypasta series, the double rainbow jeff video, low fps mmd dance videos with like 6 pixels in total and the clothes and hair kept clipping through the body, amvs where it'd just be emo songs playing over a slideshow of fanart of the characters as hot anime boys with too much airbrush shading, the not like other girls memes, the abusive family y/n gets saved by the guy who murders her entire household fanfics, I MISS IT.

HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHERE WE CAME FROM?

REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE

Arcane fandom, I’m gonna tell you something:

VIKTOR IS A DISABLED MAN

Shocking, right? You know it already, right?

Then do NOT draw/write Viktor unless you actually want to draw/write a disabled man. This is not a negotiable aspect of his character, the same way Jayce being latino or Mel being black are non-negotiable.

If you do not want to write/draw a disabled character with all that it entails, you don’t actually want to draw and write Viktor.

And no, it’s not enough to draw the braces and cane like they are props or decorations, you need to have at least a vague understanding of what they are for and how his body works. If you are not willing to ask questions or do at least some basic research, write about a different character.

I am TIRED of your sports AU where he’s either able-bodied or you pretend he’s disabled but he still performs tasks that would be impossible for his actual canon disability. I am TIRED of your NSFW fanarts where his back is bent in ways that would be hard to achieve even for a very flexible able-bodied person.

I’m not saying your Viktor/Jayvik stories need to be about disability, but they need to be about a disabled man. This means respecting his body and representing it truthfully with its limitations. Which might mean that certain plots/tropes will not work for him.

If Viktor being disabled gets in the way of your story or your fantasy, either change your story or use a different character. And please ask yourself why you wanted to put him in situations incompatible with his disability in the first place.

I’ll never be the one to point fingers and call people ableist if they’ve made a mistake in the past. I just ask you guys to do better in the future and treat Viktor’s identity as a disabled man with the due respect.

📻🍎 is DOPE! [BG's practice 1#]

another art dump but it’s mostly just practice

"Welcome to my video blog"

Didn't put much efort in it, just having fun

Do you think you could beat/survive Chucky from Child's Play? And if you respond could you give your reasoning on why or why not?

bro I could probably play basketball with him. Dribble that little shit. ‼️‼️‼️