Party shrugged, and pats the spot next to them for her to sit next to them—somewhat of a peace offering. “I’m close to home—besides, what food could you have that isn’t Power Pup or overpriced canned soup? I haven’t found anyone who’s had a solid stock of anything.”

sing for all your friends and family; sing for those who didn't survive.

⠀：You’ve probably been lying ： ➷ carousel phantom / caro / tommi ➷ adult, she / her read below ↯ ：Since you murdered my youth. ：

✟.✧ 𝕬𝖉𝖆 𝕰𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖊 ✧.✟ — 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟓. If bein' gay is a crime, lock me up!

// sorry for going ia for a couple of days!! my motivations been real funky & i was really low energy :’ )

// hi!! i’m gonna put out my feelers to see if anyone 18+ would be interested in a killjoy rp discord server? it would be doubles and oc friendly, and it would use either pluralkit or tupperbox! ^__^

“Fuck!” They hiss in pain as they grasp their arm—there’s blood dripping from between their clutches, and they start to cradle their non-dominant hand. It’s clearly broken, aside from the clear lacerations.

you have to be . . . harmon valentine dewitt. shapeshifter, macabre florist. read below ↯ . . . the cutest gravedigger i’ve ever seen !

They glance up, eyebrows threading together. “Hi…?”

They do not have a good feeling about this… like, at all. They put down whatever they were fidgeting with. “Do you need somethin’…?”