that cookie thing

nyes hello i haven’t posted art here in ages-

i drew a pic of the OT3, consisting of (from left to right) @shoucheeky‘s marie, one of my sonas romiette (who i haven’t introduced yet rip), and @some-fuckwit‘s maestus!

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ssiroh  asked:

Do Squishes ever bust out of the Knees like eels do? Also, do Strawberry Fish taste like strawberries? Also, do you eat the crunchy she'll, or just break them open and slurp the insides? Trying to gets many details as I can so I can try to make cookie-jellyfilled-doughnut sorta things.

Squishes do bust out sometimes! Though it’s more like a mischievous slipping-out than any violent exit. Remember when Boo fought off the Silver to help out Duane? He could do it because there were squishes inside of him that had escaped the khert, and could combat the evil eels.

Strawberry fish tastes nothing like strawberries. They taste like tuna sashimi with tiny, nutty white parasites that pop-crunch when you bite them, like sesame seeds. The white worms up against the red fish flesh are why they’re called strawberry fish :) You wouldn’t want to eat the outside, it’s slimy and scaley.

You could probably make a sweet version, I bet Kasslynian confectioners make cute strawberry fish shaped cookies.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never