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((i realized i forgot to share more comic dubs! >< these are so cool as always <3
the VAs are in the video’s description~))


OMG i worked soooo hard on thise one!!! And still not satisfied  with the final version, the timing is not good… but hey, next time i’ll do better ;)

And reblog wery appreciates!!!

Spiral Addict

Well I don’t Really need to talk much

You are already addicts

At least most of you 

You see a spiral

It captures you

Captivates you

And Suddenly

It’s 5 minutes gone

10 minutes gone

An hour gone


I’ll make sure you’re completely gone when you see one

You see a spiral

You drop

It’s that simple

A spiral addict

Just look at it spin

Round and Round

You let go

You focus

You focus completely



Drop down

Inside the hole

The bottomless hole




As you watch the spiral

become a

Spiral Addict

Deeply under

All the way down


So deep

Empty and blank


Round and round

It just feels wonderful

So good

So very good

You look

You stare

You focus

You drop

And it feels so good

So very good

Spinning Round and round

Realizing it now

that from now on

You see a spiral

Any Spiral

It captivates you

And you instantly Drop

Once you realize that

Once you accept it

Accept it as a fact

you simply reblog

Reblog and type

“I’m a Spiral Addict”

Feeling wonderful

So happy and wonderful

To finally become a 

Spiral Addict

A happy


Spiral Addict

You just want to keep looking at spirals

All kinds of spirals

And that’s what you’ll do now

You’ll go look at the spirals in this post 


Once you are feeling happy and satisfied you’ll wake up

Wake up and realize that now

Now you are

A Spiral Addict


here it is a continuation for the russian roulette comic and the knife game comic called “no more games part 1″ yeah there is a part 2 but i’ll post it after a week ….. yep……i’ll be on a vacation so don’t expect anything after a week soooo…..i hope you enjoy it :)

read the knife game http://youmnamito.tumblr.com/post/146134335031/i-made-another-comic-and-its-a-horrortale-comic

read the russian roulette http://youmnamito.tumblr.com/post/146929592306/here-is-a-sequal-to-the-knife-game

horrortale belongs to @sour-apple-studios

Bullets and Arsenic Ch.1

This fic is for the 5 coffee goal raffle winner @drdrdrdr12! It was originally suppose to be a mini fic, but the prompt they sent in was so inspiring, I’m turning it into a multichapter fanfiction. Anyway, I hope you like it! 

Rating: T 

*Contains swearing

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Summary: Your parents used to be of high ranks in their mafia, but your parents found loopholes and managed to break up the organized crime once and for all and live a normal family life. Many years after your graduation from college you’re still on the radar for information. That became more apparent when you hear quick footsteps behind you and you black out.

You’ve been trained in the art of self defense, drilled to be cunning, resourceful, and intelligent all your life, but you don’t know why. Sure, all those qualities lead to success, but your parents always made it seem crucial that you learn those skills, like it’s a matter of life and death. And for your life, it is. Your parents were professors that taught at a university that you graduated from a few years ago, and handled your education themselves. As a kid, your mother taught you to never, ever, go to Ebott City. Ever. At first, this seemed quite random; Ebott City was all the way on the other side of the country, why would you ever go there in the first place?

But then, a few years after you graduated from college, both of your parents died at the same time. Heart attack and heartbreak, the coroner said, but for some reason, you know that’s not what happened. Your dad was the one who had a heart attack, now that you can believe, but your mother dying from heart break? That doesn’t sound like her at all. She was a strong, feisty woman, who took no shit, and although she loved your father, she wouldn’t have let his death destroy her like that. Something about that doesn’t add up. Even if they were strict on you, you loved your parents and you cannot let this rest, so you hop on a train and traveled to Ebott City, knowing that you’d find your answers there.

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