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the blood of my enemies that stain most of my outfits and the night without stars that have thankfully settled on my boots

Describe your favorite color without using the word color, rainbow, or the name of any other color.

John Walker: *teases Bucky about his staring problem*

Sam: I'm sorry to say that you've lost your kneecap privileges

(what do you mean that's not how that scene went—)

only sam can joke about bucky's staring problem, if anyone else does it sam would go on defensive mode

so remember when Instagram, Facebook, and Snapchat were down for like a day and Twitter was like

imagine just being so good at sucking dick that you get your teeth knocked out several times because you always got them really hard(and because you have a thing for dick piercings-)

so many ppl on tiktok will be like ‘look at my epic style glow up omg my style used to be so cringe’ and it just shows them wearing clothes that were in fashion in 2015 and then clothes that are in fashion now like baby that’s what happens when u don’t have ur own sense of style

thank you

I was once in a place where no one could hear my screams. My screams were loud once, loud and demanding and begging to be set free.

But they grew weak, growing weaker as my hope to be heard was lost. I was trapped, I didn't know where I was, time did not exist, and I was alone.

My children... my little twins... would they even remember me?

...

There is a small crack beneath my fingers. It feels rough, the first texture I've felt in so long. There is no feeling in the darkness, nothing to cling onto, nothing to cry into.

The crack grows and grows. I see flashes of violet and swirls of red-orange that highlight my palms, the first light in hundreds, thousands of years maybe.

The crack becomes so large that it breaks and two hands reach out in the darkness as the familiar burn of lightning and flames crackle on my skin, illuminating the shadows.

I take them and my screams are released; a small, weary, liberated cry is among them:

"Thank you."

Slasher76 with his slasherseventytits

Happy Halloween~!

My turn to get in on nipslip76! Slasher76 with his slasherseventytits! I could go all night. I love this skin so much.

new aesthetic: dancing in the darkness, thin pajamas on during a cool night, the stars hanging above, listening to songs about a revolution, without a care in the world

simple, simple chaos

alternatively, Fanfiction.net

K: no cusses + one single papercut

K+: maybe one cuss but it's minor + one single papercut but it's bleeding a bit more

T: cover your ears kids, mommy has some words to say + oh, a broken bone

M: literal cursing tirades + maybe one organ that is peeking out like Pennywise

Applicable AO3 Ratings If You Don’t Write Porn

G- nothing objectionable

T- the fuck word

M- organs, outside

E- organs, outside, lovingly described

the day you say sorry to the air is the day i die

i should say sorry to the air, i take too much of it-

I rate it 10/good

What to do when you don’t like a fic: a step by step guide

Step 1:

ah, yes, the only posts i see on my dash are gay, gay, gayer, and cats

occasional posts from users

it really hurts to read all of the fanfiction involving the bleeding effect and Desmond slowly not being able to discern reality from illusion. and then I remember "oh wait. that basically happened in the games"

Slowly but surely progressing through Valhalla and I got tears listening to Desmond talk about his experiences going through the bleeding effect with Shaun and Rebecca, how he saw ghosts of Ezio and Altair walking around and even hearing Connor’s voice. . . *sobs*

It made me realize how much I miss Desmond’s character and how much he made an impact on my interest in the franchise.

those cult members are going to find out why she is referred to as "dreaded Persephone" the hard way

the general idea is this: zag is kidnapped by a surface cult who think his blood will give them eternal life, and persephone is the only one who can go far enough afield to find him.

(per wikipedia: goddess of spring, flowers, death, life, vegetation and destruction)

that gay hoe is gonna die of h o r n y before Thanatos can even get a swing in

show-off 💜⚔️💀⚔️❤️

this comic is the result of staring at thanatos’ sprite reference for hours, the inherent intimacy of sparring, and nerdssssss

you could hear the creaking, bloodthirsty voice, calling out to you by name. you could hear his yellow smile, tongue licking his lips at the thought of finally getting to the main course.

your friends? simple appetizers. not as filling but the slasher ached for more and he was ready to enjoy his meal.

oh, how naive he is.

a dark grin slides across your face, eyes red with hunger and teeth gnashing with delight. did he not know? did he not know what a real monster is, how a real monster would hunt?

poor, poor man.

oh, what a shame it will be to tear his throat out, cut open his gut, and feast on his intestines, becoming drunk on his blood and the flesh of his lungs.

oh, what a shame it will be.

you slowly open the closet door, your stomach growling in impatience.

it was time for the hunt to begin.

It started as a spur of the moment trip with your friends. Despite your best efforts you are the only one left alive and the slasher is closing in on your position. While you lament the loss of your friends now that you are alone… Now you can show the slasher what a REAL monster looks like.

never been so bisexual in my life i-

resident evil 8 review

during one of the excavations of an unknown female pharaoh's tomb in Egypt, you find out that Anubis himself guards the tomb and one of the lead archeologists greets him as if they were old friends.

everyone loses their goddamn shit

As a member of an archeological team, your area of expertise isn’t in language, architecture, or anything like that. It’s in convincing the various guardian spirits and protector deities your team awakens not to unleash their wrath in the name of people who have been dead for thousands of years.

shit, not again

i literally just woke up at 2 am wtf

bi panic initiating in 3...2...1

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH—

uh enjoy this self-made book cover ig

Isabela Triplett is my pen name btw

so it's about this girl named Alessia who offers to be one of the empress's galas(don't ask me what this is, I don't know shit) so her family's land doesn't get sold

and basically it turns out she can wield the power of the sun and also there's this giant crystal thingie underneath the palace and also the empress(Badr is her name, remember it well) is kinda sorta falling for her and also Alessia is kinda sorta falling for Badr too but they're both idiots about it because you gotta love that ✧P I N I N G✧

btw there's also this mysterious plague that killed like a third of the empire and now after a couple of years it's back like the Black Death but it's worse

anyway this is one of my many WIPs and I'll release this never probably I dunno

this is Alessia Bast, the main girl

I drew her myself and I suck at drawing

she's got sun powers, connections to the aforementioned weird crystal and is also maybe fucking the empress?? they're friends with benefits for like two-thirds of the story until Alessia goes oh when Badr is kidnapped by assassins from this rival empire, it's a whole thing

Alessia is something I'm calling a Hakai Guerrier, she's basically Badr's guardian so you could call this a royalty/guard story

and this is Cahaya al-Rahim, Alessia's *checks non-existent script* best friend whose family got wiped out by the plague and she left for the palace for reasons unknown

she's probs in love with the empress's sister/sibling, I'll get into that in a bit

she's got fire powers and a really cool *checks script* chain whip thing?

here's the empress herself Badr Merle

she knows a whole bunch about Alessia and her dead family(oh I didn't mention that before? oops) and their history so that's nice and definitely not a device to cause tension and angst

she's like a tired mom trying to control all her lords and keep them from going to war with each other over a fucking festival competition for Hell's sake just hug it out you babies—

and finally, here is Badr's sister/sibling Mehr who goes by she/they pronouns if you didn't notice(enby ftw)

so Cahaya is something like Mehr's guardian(also a Hakai Guerrier) to keep her safe but somehow it's now the opposite because every time the annual feast/party rolls around, Cahaya gets into an argument with one of the lords and Mehr feels like they want to throw themselves into a volcano

she's also Badr's top advisor and one of two people who can stop their at-times cold sister from full-on killing one of the lords

the other is Alessia and she can do it way better than Mehr if they're being honest

ok I'm done, have a good night/day/afternoon/morning/evening

dude my pfp is a bisexual witch

i'm having the time of my fucking life

You're getting married to your Tumblr pfp how fucked are u

not gonna lie, the last three lines could be an excellent incorrect quote

actually the entire thing could be an incorrect quote

sw would have been so much shorter if one clone decided to murder palpatine in his office because. who are they gonna arrest. sadly the suspect looks like 1000+ other men and all of them forgot what they did last friday night

sadly my sadistic side hasn't made herself known yet

On tumblr.com you can be yourself, really messed up

ok I didn't see the G up top or the bullet points at first so I thought it was an article called "Gambling Gender Confusion Getting Run Over Graffiti"

deadass took me two minutes to realize what a fool I was

remember the four G’s

this can be interpreted in many ways

some in the comments clearly want to go to horny jail

Love how liquid comes out of sooo many different types of holes on this planet

holy shit

that was... hot

oh fuck, I'm doing it again

dunno I got a shadowy star man with glowy eyes as my background(my lock screen is literally just bi stuff) so... my fucked up-ness is purely up to the gods

You’re married to your phone background/lockscreen how fucked are you

mine is a bisexual witch

he would do more than just punch the asshole

first Pride shirt for my first Pride month

my mom is awesome

Person A: Why do I hear police sirens behind us?

Person B, holding up bags of money: I accidentally robbed a bank

Person A, having a stroke: HOW DO YOU ACCIDENTALLY ROB A BANK-

if it can kill me, I'll drink it

if it gives me an extra limb, I won't drink it because I won't die from it

A tall ghoulish looking man with a green robe and strange symbols on his cheeks comes up to you and says "hey sexy. Drink this"

Would you?