Monsterhigh-fanatic - Y R U Here???

“Hidden in plain sight” My little (late) tribute to congratulate Mark ( @markiplier ) and Seán ( @therealjacksepticeye ) on the launch of their clothing brand, CLOAK. All of the items look super-comfy~ 

I wish you guys nothing but the best on this new adventure! Have fun! :D

**DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION - Reblogs and Retweets are fine! :D** Enjoy!

-K10

References: 

Mark: https://twitter.com/markiplier/status/1057480081923366912

Jack: https://www.instagram.com/p/BpktwEwFmHY/?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet

Cloak Brand Website: https://cloakbrand.com/

not all forms of recovery work the same for everyone. just keep that in mind. your healing may not be the same as others and that’s okay.

Hhhh yessssssssssssssssaaaaaaa

You gave me an idea when you mentioned Hades!Mare. I hope you like it!!

—- OH SHOOT HYPE -Jay

Bark bark bark woof woof

So I was looking up name meanings and apparently Ash Lander’s last name comes from the old English ‘lavendier’, which means ‘one who washes or cleans’.

Huh.

fucking oof man

I’m warning now, y’all are gonna hate or love me for this next drawing…poor Dark won’t even know what hit him

Happy 2019! 

This took forever because I hardly ever do backgrounds (let alone modern buildings), but here’s a happy Jackie watching some New Year’s fireworks! I really really like how it turned out! 

Hope your new year is filled with JSE community fires and happiness!  <3

Just Dab on through that door m8, I’m sure it will be fiiiiiiine. 

Choose Your Mistakes #7

Part seven of the interactive fanfiction, Choose Your Mistakes. Please check the FAQ and the Setting Info if you haven’t already, and be sure to make your choice below.

You reluctantly chose to take the arm with you.

It would be a lie to say you didn’t freak out a little. Wielding the arm from the elbow like a baseball bat, you smacked the claw-tipped hand against the ground. The fingers scrambled for a hold, but you slammed it down again and again until the hand went limp. Behind you, Anti pounded on the sealed hatch. You paused to regard the limp limb in your grasp, but after a mere moment of recovery, the hand became active again and flipped you the bird. You thought about stomping on it, trying to crush those fingers like a spider, but the pain in your ankle suggested that would be unwise. Besides, what would your shoes achieve that smacking it against the ground had not? The area around the hatch was sparse, the Autumn forest surprisingly well maintained for the middle of nowhere, with no apparent fallen branches or debris you could see to tie the arm to. Besides, you weren’t sure how to do that safely, and only had your headphones of shoelaces to use. There was no way of knowing whether that would even work. The banging on the hatch fell silent. A subtle, but persistent ringing sounded in your ears.

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