i’m watching cry’s playthrough of the cat lady and omfg

coffeene:

I attempted a thing.

A very, very scribbly rough-sketch thing.

I should just stick to one framed things.

Cry-tag animators, how do you do it so perf? ( v ; 3;)v

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we-are-baest:

The mask is too small? Use it as an eyepatch.!

【I had fun with this thought pftfffttt】

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thisiswitty:

setsailforpluto:

chairmodepewdie:

setsailforsleepyhollow:

You can’t help the frantic thudding of your heart as you find yourself rearing the corner, throwing open the slated closet doors and falling inside. Desperately grasping out in the darkness for the doors with sweaty hands to yank them shut. You curl up against yourself, hiding in the comforting smell of your family’s freshly used rain coats. What had happened? He seemed fine that morning. Yes, a little off, like something was bothering him, but it had still been him. Not this man. A man that wore his face and that silly mask he had created for himself, but his eyes.. it was the eyes. The eyes of a man who had finally lost it; something inside of him had changed and mutated into something gnarled, black and rotten. An evil something that just was not him anymore.

You can hear the thud of his heavy footsteps, the slight squeak of the wet rubber soles of his sneakers on the wooden stairs you had just run down. You realize your mouth has been gaping open like a fish when you can no longer taste the air, your dry tongue losing all sense of itself as your mind is. The rain continues to pour outside, too loud from the open front door that the intruder wearing your friend’s identity had so boldly left. He wasn’t worried someone would notice, no, it was too dark, too rainy and foggy, and ultimately far too late in the evening for any of your neighbors to know your family has been slaughtered. That you’re next.

The footsteps have stopped, but there’s a noise coming from his direction. You can faintly hear a tiny chink.. chink.. chink.. sound. What is he doing? The chink turns to a sort of hollow scraping sound. Oh.. he’s tapping the wall with the knife. The knife your mother only two hours ago had used to cut the vegetables for dinner. Absently you can’t help, but think; ‘he’s going to leave a mark on the wall.’ Has your fear really numbed your mind that much? Oh no you aren’t really afraid yet, not until you hear it again. That scrape on the wall, but it’s closer. Oh God, when did he move?

He chuckles under his breath, so quiet you almost missed it and the little remark of; “Jeez my nose is still bleeding.” you feel a small swell of triumph over the kick you had landed when he first came at you with that knife. The triumph fades quickly with a chill up your spine at that strange sound again; the scraping on the wall. Closer, again.

You clasp your hands over your ears and squeeze your eyes shut, more tears rolling down your face. The scrape comes again. Stop it, stop it, STOP IT.

There’s a disgustingly loud squeak of him turning on his heel. Your eyes open and peek up through the slats of the closet door, his back is to you. The shoulders of his jacket still damp from the downpour he had trudged through to get to your home. You bite your lip in attempt to hold back a whimper, hoping to everything it was silent, but..

“Ah.. I found you..”

Awesome.

HOLY CRAP THE NOTES

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!

whispers, “did you know that this is actually one of my favorite cry related things on tumblr”

youdiggiantrobots:

I don’t want to alarm you guys, but Cry is actually

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flightoftheaj:

You know how the other day my mind suddenly wondered if Cry had epic facial hair and stuff and suddenly he turned into Bofur from The Hobbit? Yeah I finished that…

I can’t clothes or background sorry

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chaoticfan:

dailycryaotic:

My picture for Daily Cry Challenge theme ”sibling”.

If you don’t get it, read this post by Cry ^^

*DIES*

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delongesschlong:

“um, are you sure this much ribbon is really necessary?”

here, enjoy kitty cry tangled in an unnecessary amount of ribbon

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mishy3wynn:

It has been arranged.

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maikonkon:

wehh

drclimate:

WHAT HAVE I DONE

geekygingerbread:

spookyghostdoors:

Cry, sometimes I think you’re a little TOO personal with us. 

What is this.

Why.

I am beyond thrilled that I don’t own any of said lotion. And where did you even get that from… please tell me it’s yours.. and only yours. I DON’T KNOW HOW I WOULD FEEL IF SOMEONE WERE USING MY LOTION FOR PURPOSES OTHER THAN TO GET REALLY SOFT SKIN IN UNPERSONAL PLACES SIR.

Oh Cry,

Never afraid to tell us random, awkwardly personal things about yourself to a bunch of strangers via the internet who will most definitely take advantage of this and create fanfics and fanart from it.

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thespookychocobo-omgnope2spooky:

weirderstar:

Here is the beginning of a crycest sketch. Just curious, but who would like to see this finished?

Enjoy.

please

please finish

please

thanks 

<333333 u 5evar

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