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It's hard to stop a yawn

What's funny is when I stifle a yawn, my mouth opens a little bit before I keep my teeth together, but you can tell somethings up because my jaw is quivering as my eyes are squinted in the way they are when I yawn

Alright guys I need help

There's only so many prompts I can do with a stationary bot in a convenience store

Give me ideas for Cold Brews part 3, I need them lmak

Joe slowly starts to speak more, even asking about their health after saying some deal that isn't advertised but very much exists

Like buy 2, get one free donut or something

M.GATOR WARMADE

I really don't know why I haven't drawn Monty sooner, considering my love for both reptiles and robots, but I really like how his design turned out

//lore stuff under the cut//

If this was an AI on Chai or Character AI, I would do all in my power to be the sweetest person to this poor broken animatronic

Fan club

@just-a-drawing-bean @atr0city come do the next day walk of art shame with me :) sorry @naffeclipse :(

I see this just peeking over the page and all I can think is "WHAT IS THIS"

I can't even, fr

Yoooo, you created your own C.ai character? I gotta see this

Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

You get really drunk one night and find the literal king of hell next to you, half naked, in bed! Write about what happens once he wakes up.

Oh dear gods, that sounds exactly like what I would do drunk

A demon is summoned by a bunch of drunks.

This is drunk texting your ex but your ex is the demon

Does each demon have a different personality as on what type of drink was used for summoning them? I’m curious to see what that would turn into

*drunks

But I actually might like drinks better. Imagine summoning the vodka demon and the fruit juice demon and listening to their conversation

Russian man and fruity femboy, what an awesome conversation

Time travel has finally been invented, and you go back in time to stop the burning of the Library of Alexandria. When you get there, however, you find that it was burned for a VERY good reason.

“So, everything in here is smut about humanized animals?”

“Yes. There are a few historical documents and acient secrest but most of it is smut.”

We gotta protect this at all costs

I want to read everything

freddy causing emotional damage

That's so sad, poor Monty

It’s the height of a childhood summer. You’ve spent the summer exploring the woods behind your house, and one day you go much further in than you ever had before. You find something there. Something out of place. Something you never would have expected. It fascinates you.

When it captures your father, however, you learn to fear it.

He had visions of the creature again.

He tossed and turned in his bed, but did not dare call for his mommy, who was in the living room with one of her new boyfriends.

Silent tears fell down his pale face as he thought about the large being with six limbs. He didn't know big until he saw that creature with skin of obsidian and eyes the holy glow of an angel.

But that was no angel.

His father was gone, and he was left with his mother, and mommy didn't like it when he talked about daddy. He missed daddy, who would take him fishing, and sometimes to art museums and camping.

Daddy was a good man, he loved art but also the great outdoors, so the boy could not understand why the monster had taken his dad.

He heard his mom talking in low tones to her new boyfriend, and he sighed as he closed his eyes. A crash, and then he heard his mom start to scream.

He sat up, blue eyes widening and brown hair a mess.

"Mommy...?" He asked quietly, his little 5 year old body quietly getting out of bed. He tiptoed to the door and peeked out, gasping when he saw his mom running for his room.

"Thomas! Hide!" She shouted, yelling as she promptly fell flat on her face with a screech, her nails digging into the carpet as she was dragged out of sight.

Thomas, sweet Thomas, so innocent and pure, quickly obeyed, closing his door and squirming under his bed as he could hear crunching noises outside his door.

Seconds passed, then minutes of silence.

His door slowly opened.

He could hear the creature's footsteps gently thump against the carpeted floor of the hallway, and he risked a peek.

It was a large creature, with spindly limbs and visible ribs and crawling on all 6 limbs. It had a plate like face, which held two glowing white eyes that held no pupils, the rest of the creatures smooth face without features. It had large frills on the sides of its face, which were held up by deep blood red spikes that clattered against each other like the bone wind chime his father had made for him when he was three.

The creature's very sharp claws tapped on his hard wood floor, the creature's limbs too long and out of proportion to look right.

He covered his mouth to stay quiet, but the head of the being snapped to look at him underneath the bed, and as he stared into those white eyes, he relaxed slightly.

"Child, we need to bring you far away from here. I only wish to help. The monster got your mother, but we can still save you." A beautiful voice echoed in his mind, and he was stunned at the voice.

The creature took a step closer, reaching a claw out for him as glass shattering was heard down the hall.

"Hurry!" The creature urged, picking the boy up and jumping out of the window after opening it. The creature started to run with him over its shoulder, and Thomas thought he saw a glimpse of some grey being that looked like the monster carrying him right now.

"I am sorry, but this is the only way I can ensure your safety." It quietly said, and he saw a glimpse of a widely smiling mouth full of sharp teeth and saliva before it all went black.

Write a horror story in two sentences.

The dragon brought the woman's memories back to her.

But took her body in exchange.

Write about your life backwards.

What's scary is the fact that I have been thinking about writing a story about someone who loses all their memories and with the help of what is actually a demon the character retrieves most of their memories

And she remembers everything starting from the day she nearly died

This prompt is scarily close in theory

I saw this moving out of the corner of my eye, and I could taste my heart as the world went cold

This terrified me XD

Odin, the all-father, who created humans by breathing life into a piece of wood, had to come up with a solution what to do with dead humans. So he created books as a source of entertainment for himself. Reading is just staring at a dead piece of wood for hours, hallucinating and reliving a life that once was. Now that science is increasing the life span of humans, Odin is running out of books and is very desperate for his daily fix of entertainment.

See Thor & Loki wheeling in a TV on a stand (the greatest day when you were a Kid). “Father” Thor boomed across the hall. “We have brought you a gift of Entertainment.”

“Yes Father” Loki continues. “We found this on the Earth realm.” Popping a Cassette into the VCR. “This is an earthly demigod named ‘Bill’. Everyone chants his name and reveres him as the people of Asgard do you.”

Slowly the tape begins to play as Odin stares enraptured.

quality content

I cracked something in my ribs laughing at this

Bill's them song was playing so loudly in my mind, just BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY BILL BILL BILL

“Our senior year shouldn’t be this boring. I mean, we didn’t even have a girl bringing a dildo to class this year!”

I legit heard that today from a guy in my class, send help pls

What the hell

Everything you cook includes holy water. So far, people either love your cooking or are exorcised in front of everyone there, without exception. Your best friend just spat out your tuna salad, complaining of a numb tongue and apologizing for the mess.

Who the hell makes tuna salad with water

Stop judging me

No, no, they have a point

You’re watching old reruns of your favorite cartoon on a lazy Saturday morning when suddenly you black out, and fall into a deep sleep where you meet a special agent of the CIA who needs your help to catch a dark-magic user in alternate reality. If you leave, you will be considered dead in this life time and will be sent to endure eight years of mental trauma just to end up siding with the dark side in the end. But if you stay, you will become a serial killer who eats babies, kills about forty old ladies and sets people on fire, just for the heck of it by the time you become thirty-six. What do you do?

The real question is if the government will turn a blind eye to that baby eating behavoir

The CIA agent does say if we stay we become that, so if we do, do we have a special pardon from the government because we helped them? Or do they arrest us immediately