⚔️ Ten Of Swords ⚔️

You know what? Let’s turn the tables. What’s YOUR greatest fear, Gabriel? I’ll share mine if you share yours… 👀

Maybe he hasn’t read the Gen Z Bible, but he might’ve picked up on some other youth humor…

G: Oh, I’m afraid-

G: -afraid I’ll be a little late visiting your mom tonight.

More TMC OC stuff…! Idk I’ve really just been drawing these goofies lately

(See below for Astar titties)

Would you like a hug, presumed moth frien?

I do like moths, check this bad boy out-

Black Witch Moth :)

OMG I LOVE THIS SONG!!!

When there's something you don't know

It's only natural to want to find out

Show me everything

And just for you, I'll show you mine too…

If you recognize the pose, you’re old enough to qualify for a veteran’s discount on Tumblr lol

ᯓ★ PALAYE ROYALE PROMPTS, a collection of prompts / lyrics taken from palaye royale’s songs from their album, the bastards.

( mentions of possibly triggering subjects such as violence, self-harm, death and more. ) 

✦ LITTLE BASTARDS

i can’t take this. i’ve been a little patient.

i’ve got to get away a little faster.

run, you little bastards.

fake friends all around, they watch while i drown. no one is there to help me.

sometimes i’ve been losing my mind, running out of faith.

i’ve been feeling lonely, put me in my place.

so, fuck you — i don’t even like you.

no sleep, got another nosebleed. i can’t feel my face.

✦ ANXIETY

indecisions have been breaking my sanity.

retaliation when i’m full of anxiety.

a band-aid on a bullet hole that’s still bleeding.

numb you up until you can’t feel a goddamn thing.

a generation full of anti-sobriety. a generation that is full of anxiety.

all the voices in your head that keep talking.

all the blood on your skin that keeps crawling.

i was born to be anything i wanted to be, raised to be fucking mean.

i’m a masterpiece.

blasphemy meet again in a world so vicious.

mothers scream, fathers drink and all you bastards scream.

✦ TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT I DIE

lonely, another day. drowning, please save me.

i am struggling in my own daydream.

i know i can’t live much longer, hear the angels sing.

could I be a prisoner to the voices in my brain.

my mind is gone to waste, can’t stand to look at my face.

all these thoughts inside my head will be silenced by the bang.

believe me when i say tonight is the night i die.

as i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i look at you as i take my last breath.

as i die and fall to the floor, my pain and suffering is no more.

✦ LONELY

my life don’t mean that much to me so i’m living for you.

and you can’t stand the sight of me so what’s the point of this fucked up catastrophe?

i pop these pills to waste some time as i’m fading.

too lazy for a suicide, i just watch the days pass hoping to die.

daydreaming of my funeral — like who would show, bet no one would go.

hey dad, would you show up for me now? just to bury your little boy in the ground.

you broke my heart when you left me.

so sick and tired of being alone. so long, farewell — i’m on my own.

i dug this grave i call my home.

✦ NERVOUS BREAKDOWN

twist the knife just a bit further.

don’t look at me — i think about murder.

i think i’m about to explode. i think i’m goin’ to have a nervous breakdown.

start to feel myself panic again and all the blood rushes to my head.

you say you love me but you still left me — i guess that’s why i hate myself.

you say it’s over but you’re still calling — i guess that’s why i live in hell.

my brain has been fucked enough. please, stop wasting all my thoughts.

cut my throat and please let me go.

✦ MASOCHIST

’cause i’ve been craving your sweet haven.

so i keep turning while your body burns to the ground.

don’t try to tell me that i should go softly.

just look me in my eyes and feed me your sweet lies.

i’ll cut through your alibis.

hang a cross upside down. your church is burning down.

just take me for the night.

✦ BLACK SHEEP

do you see what i’ve become? why are you still holding on?

something lingers in my veins, that’s telling me i’m not the same.

i am sinking now. the water’s over my ears and i can’t hear no sounds.

scream out or drown — can you hear the voice say now?

go home and back to sleep, and count the black sheep. 

go on away from me, i am the black sheep.

you said it’s all in my head, you said it’s all in my brain.

there’s nothing left that you can say to me.

i am everything you hate.

i am unwanted, i’m not the answer. you were hoping that i’d change.

you push me down once again because i seem different.

✦ STAY

i see you for what you are

it’s something in your eyes that look past my scars.

where do you go when you leave in the night? ‘cause i see those teary eyes.

i am the only hope for you and you are the only hope for me, too.

i just wanted you.

so stay this time. don’t go away.

the end is near, i really don’t want to know.

it’s haunting me to watch you go.

✦ REDEEMER

can’t you see that everyone is dying?

the animals are crying, religions are dividing as my family keeps on fighting.

now i’m caught in something — my eternal suffering.

looking for the meaning of it all but i got nothing.

don’t know where i’ll go when i die, must be better than this.

ain’t it sad when you got nowhere to go? got no place to call your home. burden to everyone you know.

i try just not to think about my life so i do another line. it keeps me numb just for the night.

and i’m here just waiting for you to come home.

and i’m screaming all on my own with the revolver and a note.

will you please pick up the phone? will you please come back home?

Right, considering the current state of corporate politics on this site, and that it seems that only those affected seem to be actively speaking on the matter, it is up to I, the only fucking cishet on tumblr, to drag this out to a wider audience.

REBLOG IF YOUR ACCOUNT IS A TRANSFEM SAFE SPACE.

We need to show these higher ups how much we truly value them.

what the fuck do you do if you find yourself simping for random hot women on the internet god damn i saw this one tiktok where a girl was asking which Arcane character she should cosplay as and when she transitioned to having some sort of mullet-like short hair i said OUT LOUD "oh god she's hot" and this only happens to women btw like its never men too

my grandpa was a good man. and it really wasnt his fault - recreationally lying to kids is a proud family tradition - but he told me, once, that cutting a worm in half resulted in two worms.

i think he said it so i'd be more morally okay with fishing? i actually dont remember the context.

point was, he told me this, and he understimated (by a very large margin) how much i liked worms. i was a worm boy. very wormy. and after hearing that, i went home, and i dug through the garden, flipped over every rock, did everything i could to gather as many worms as i could, and then i uh.

i cut them all in half. every worm i could find. all of them. with scissors.

i then took this pile of split worms, and i put them in a box with a bit of lettuce and some water and stuff and went to bed expecting to double my worms overnight. i have math autism, so i had a vague understanding that if i did this just a few times in a row, i would eventually have a completely unreasonable amount of worms.

i was very excited to become this plane's worm emperor.

(i think i was...six?)

anyway, i did not become the inheritor of the worm crown. i instead woke up to a box of dead worms and cried. a lot. i got diagnosed with panic attacks as a teenager, but i think i had them as a kid, i just had no idea what they were. i was kind of processing that a.) i had killed what i had assumed was every single worm in my yard, and thus would have no more worms, and b). i was going to like, worm hell.

(six year babylon spent a lot of time worrying about god.)

so i kind of freaked out, and i climbed a tree, because god can only smite you if you're touching the ground (?) and i sat up there mostly inconsolable until my mom came out and asked, hey, what's up? what happened?

so i explained to her that i had killed all of the worms, forever, and was also Damned, and she took me to the compost pile, and we dug for all of five seconds and found like twenty more worms.

the compost pile was full of worms.

and she told me that a). there were more worms, and we could put them back under rocks and stuff and recolonize our yard and b). that one day, i would die, and i would go to heaven, and i would be able to talk to the worms, and i would be able to tell them all that i was very sorry, and that i killed them on accident out of excessive Love, and that they would forgive me, because worms have six hearts and no malice.

at that point, i think i was sixty percent tear-snot by weight, and i had no choice but to gather enough worms that i could hug them. which my mom helped with. and then after that she helped me put some worms back under each rock.

and for my epilogue: i spent a significant portion of my childhood in trees. and for many years after, even when my mom didnt know i was watching, i would catch her giving the space under the rocks a light spritz with the hose. not because she loved worms.

but because she loved me.

(imagine making a TMC au in 2025)

Flower Fungal Infection AU (TMC)

‼️Takes place after Catalyst ‼️

The dead resurrect and are now mindless zombies covered in plants. The fungus builds up around wounds or certain places that caused the death. The fungus is a parasite, using the dead as hosts. The spores of the fungi are deadly toxic to alternates. Some alternates die, some hide, a rare few fight. The fungi are also deadly toxic to other species, especially humans. Inhaling the spores is fatal, as the fungus tear you from the inside out, turning you into a mindless zombie. Best advised wearing a mask when venturing outside.

The fungi can enter the body in a few ways. It can enter the lungs after inhalation, corrupting the lungs and taking over other organs slowly. It can also enter open wounds into the blood line, infecting a little quicker than through the organs. Early symptoms can be (but not limited to) coughing up bloody petals/leaves, sudden aggression, migraines, dizziness, hallucinations, a sudden urge to go outdoors in infected areas.

‼️The infected can be killed off. Alternates cannot get infected, they'd just die. You can prevent an infection before it starts by cutting the infection out within 3 days‼️

Characters

Mark Heathcliff. Status: infected.

Cesar Torres. Status: Was infected, leg was cut off to prevent infection; Alive.

Adam Murray. Status: Alive (immune) but mentally unwell. Grieving.

Jonah Marshall. Status: Infected. Caged up to keep Adam sane.

Sarah Heathcliff. Status: Alive. Hiding out with Cesar.

Evelin Miller. Status: Semi-alive. Hiding in the Mandela County Police Department. Alone, dying of starvation.

Thatcher Davis. Status: Alive. Hiding with Adam and infected Jonah. The reason Adam hasn't done anything fucking stupid.

Ruth Weaver. Status: Dead. Was shot by Thatcher. It was a dark time.

Dave Lee. Status: Infected.

Stanley. Status: Alive, in hiding.

Lucifer. Status: Alive, also in hiding.

princess and the ugly-ass-rabies-infected bunny <3333