L3k4i // Hiso

@daydreamingfluff.bsky.social

Young artist | crafting in ALL media | rhythm games enjoyer | robo-puppies | game making | furry | psychology and philosophy enjoyer |

"It's under my bed" At least that's what I said to my mom, until I saw it on the ceiling ~he slowly ate her head, bite after bite, my mom was standing right before my bed, five minutes earlier she was just explaining to me that there's nothing to be scared of, but he was here, the devil himself.

*My body feel so.. like it's not mine? There's no ground to stand on, no stars to be guided by... * y/n: where am I? *I asked, not being sure if there's actually anyone that can answer* Nothingness: you are save here kid