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BAD DEAL, BAD END
(a what if scenario wherein Ford and Stan are captured by Bill during Weirdmaggedon, and tortured so Bill can get Ford to cough up the equation to free him and his minions. Bill can control space and matter so he can bring the twins back to life as many times as he so desires).
a father's anguish
without effects
the context is from a comic i saw on TikTok where Toodles died:
Death was a sickening feeling, it was something no one warned you about.
Alex did suppose that made sense, no one who’d experienced it was around to warn about the experience.
Or maybe it simply felt so awful because it was slow.
Tim had certainly got him, he won. Bring a knife to a gunfight, he wasn’t supposed to win, but he’d gotten too close and- before he knew it he couldn’t breathe, gasping and wheezing like a breached whale.
The knife was gone and there was nothing but his own hand, clutching at the side of his throat, trying to hold the blood in. He could feel it pour between his fingers, like a twisted hourglass counting down the seconds until he was done for, he could feel the wheeze of air escaping the closest exit rather than inflate his lungs.
He was bleeding out, suffocating, and Tim was escaping.
He’d failed, again.
His body struggled, trying to wheeze in breath as his vision danced, speckled and darkened. He could barely feel the pain, and his hearing was clouded. He may have heard a clatter, but he couldn’t focus on it.
There was static. The comforting hum of T.V. static. Once his enemy, his fear, now brought him comfort. It was the only constant in his life, that static, that ringing, and Alex hoped it’d get him, get Tim, seek revenge.
Some say before you die your greatest memories bubbled to the surface to ease your transition into nothingness.
Rage bubbled in his weakened gut, and with one hand he’d tried to push himself up, to sit, a scream tearing from his throat, his hand falling from his neck. He was going to get them, he had to, this wasn’t fair. They’d caused this, he was going to end it.
Black seeped further and further into his vision, spots, tendrils coiling around as he heard less and less, only able to feel the empty in his lungs and the hot mess of blood across his body.
There was a white face before there was nothing.
TW//Mention of violence
Hi everyone I know I usually don't post anything serious here. I've always preferred not to mention where I'm from for safety reasons. But currently my country - South Africa (besides suffering from the covid pandemic) is currently facing many violent protests/riots as well as the looting of shops - ie people are breaking into shops and stealing goods. The hospitals are under strain due to the rise in covid cases as well people who have been injured. There has been lots of shootings, the use of petrol bombs and many fires. The reason begin is that recently our former president was sentenced to jail and this has upset many people. It's quite scary as today the roads were basically shut down. It's terrifying because I've been hearing gunshots the entire day the situation is somewhat out of control in my opinion and the army has only been deployed recently but have honestly not done anything. Please pray for SA
There are a few links relating to what's happening. Please note some video's may contain violence please view with caution
What is happening in SA /how it started
Videos of protests
More videos
Thread of what's happening
Videos of protests (9mins)
I have seen several videos and received many but I don't think I will be able to post them.
Episode 10: The Aftermath (part 1/5)
cw: this part contains heavy themes that could be upsetting for some people.
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Table of Contents
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Script
Jared Frio: I'm sorry, Connor... I couldn’t save her. It’s all my fault.
Jared's Father: You’re a murderer, Jared. You killed your own mother! It’s all your fault!
Jared: You’re suspending me? But that’s not fair! I didn’t start the fight!
Teacher: The other kids say that you did, Jared. They’re saying it’s your fault.
Jared's Father: Why did you make me do that, Jared? It's all your fault!
Claire: This relationship is over, Jared! And it’s your fault!
Echoing voices from the past: It’s all your fault…
It’s all your fault… Is all your fault…
It’s all my fault…
Thoughts/Notes
I actually thought about omitting this part because I don't want to scare anyone off. 😬
I will admit, this turned out to be a bit heavier/more dramatic than I intended. 😅 Sorry for the slightly darker themes than usual, but I felt like it was important to share a glimpse into Jared’s troubled backstory before going forward. He has a very deep sense of guilt and shame instilled within him that has tailed him most of his life as a result of his mother's death and his father's mistreatment of him (and it definitely plays a big role in his behavior).
btw this isn’t the extent of the horrors white supremacists will enact. the real horrors will start as they return to their communities with the high of having broken into the fucking capitol with guns and bombs and having been protected by the police and the president. the real horrors will be enacted on poc and Black ppl specifically now that white supremacists know they can do whatever the fuck they want with guaranteed protection, they will not be enacted on congressmen. it’s not your politicians you have to worry about. pelosi will be just fine.
CW BLOOD!!
their name is kinsly they are watching their friend about to get murdered via sword wielded by their possessed sister.. yay!!
Yooo! I made an animation for the song Honey I'm Home! Now don't judge this is my first time trying to actually make an animation about things other than random movements. I hope you enjoy <3
doodled my lovely OC Mantis :)
their pronouns are he/she/they
inktober 16: angular
they are in love! aren’t they? (an unstable boy manipulated by a devious girl)
Today, I worked on my most disturbing writing project that, if illustrated, should look like this:
And then I walked past a mirror and realised that, I kid you not, I looked like this:
Fudging reindeer Christmas pyjama bottoms...
I should rebrand myself before people decide I'm the "last person you'd suspect"-type horror movie villain.
Hellooooo my darlings! Everything is going well? I hope so! :3
Just two mini fics i wanted to write about how Charlie and Phantasmo had Olivia, their fan child that i created! You can find my post on here: https://www.tumblr.com/honeymochibubbletea/740783758018576384/ladies-gentlemen-and-every-single-beautiful
1° version:
“It was a peaceful morning like any other on Telltown… until Charlie and Phantasmo were jumping at each other’s throats in the middle of a bakery: Phantasmo was pulling Charlie’s hair and she was punching hard his face… just your everyday typical day….
After hours of fighting Phantasmo, Charlie finally defeated him (again) and passed out due to tiredness. When she woke up in her bed (thanks to Carter carrying her home), she heard a baby crying, but, strangely, it was very loud and it even looked like it was at her front door of her house…
So, she got up and went to the front door of her house: and there it was, a baby in a basket. With a letter attached to it. She widened her eyes in surprise and looked around to see if this wasn’t a prank (or even another plan of Phantasmo…) but by the looks of it, it looked unlikely…
She awkwardly looked at the baby and the baby continued to keep on crying, louder and louder. She then called Carter to help her:
Charlie: Carter! C’mere! There’s a baby at our front door and i don’t know what to do!!
Carter: What?! Really? Let me see!
Carter then went where Charlie was and picked up the baby carefully and lifted up in the air playfully but also safely:
Carter: Daaaww, isn’t this the cutest little baby you’ve ever seen Charlie?
Charlie: Well, it is a lot cuter now that it’s quiet, that’s for sure…
Carter gives Charlie a “are you serious?” Look and kept on goofing around with the baby, who was now giggling adorably. Charlie then decided to read the letter to see who in their right mind would abandon a little life like that? At a stranger’s door like that? This isn’t those old movies where a mother abandoned a child in a church or something! This is real life!
When Charlie opened the letter, it said:
“Dear Charlie or Phantasmo, to whoever i place the baby at the front door’s first, i very douchey placed your FUTURE child (not another timeline, but in the future) at your front door because ☆~Y E S~☆. So now it’s your responsibility and problem, lol, good luck!”
Charlie was… very confused, to say the least… Who was this “Timekeeper”? Were they being actually serious? And… Wait… what did they meant by “our future child”?!? Did they…? Kidnapped a newborn!? From the future!?! And did Charlie had a CHILD with HIM?! PHANTASMO?! No, that can’t possibly be: there was NO WAY the two could… Well, obviously this “Timekeeper” was up to no good, hell, maybe they are working with Phantasmo to incriminate her? Yeah, that seems a much more plausible explanation… until a paper flew from her hands and she noticed there was more than just the letter… she picked it up and…!
It was a DNA test: showing that, in fact, that baby was her’s and Phantasmo’s! And even more shockingly, it was from 10 years ahead!”
Aaaand that’s part one of this mini fic! If you all want a part two, i want you to give me 10 likes >:3 muhehehehe!
2° Version (the crack fic version):
“It was a very peaceful day: the birds were chirping, Barron was painting alongside with his niece, the people were buying and selling things… everything was very peaceful indeed in Telltown… except inside Dr. Phantasmo’s mansion… where things were… escalating chaotically:
Charlie has bursted into his lair effortlessly to “discuss” (translating to: beat the shit out of him) something:
Charlie: PHANTASMO YOU MOTHER FUCKER!
Phantasmo: What did i even do this time?!
Charlie: DON’T YOU PLAY DUMB WITH ME YOU SON OF A BITCH! LOOK AT THIS!
Charlie shows Phantasmo a positive pregnancy test, his jaw drops and he’s speechless for a solid 25 minutes… until he speaks again:
Phantasmo: but how do you even have conviction that the baby is mine?
Charlie: i was puking a lot and feeling really unwell. So, my brother said i should take a pregnancy test, at first i laughed it off, thinking that there was NO WAY i could be pregnant… but then i immediately took the test and here we are: I’m FUCKING pregnant of YOU!
Phantasmo: yeah, yeah, i got that you are pregnant. But how do YOU know for sure that the baby is mine? Also, stop shouting at me! Your voice annoys me…
Charlie: because, OBVIOUSLY, i then went to the hospital and took another test to see who was the father and it was saying it was you!
Phantasmo trying to remember how the fuck did he “impregnated” Charlie: Aahhh… remember when i tied you up and injected you with my DNA? Perhaps it could’ve been that-! AAAHHHH T-oby! Help me! This crazy woman is attacking me!
Then, both of them woke up in their respective homes:
Charlie: What fuck was that…? Thank god it was just a nightmare…
Phantasmo: God… what a fucking nightmare…”
Um um
Horror @horrortalecomic
Dust @calvateyla
IRIS - Scenario # (OC PMV)
This is the winner option of the community poll! Sorry but due to mental health issues, I could only do a lazy PMV instead of an Animatic. I promise the second part will have animated bits! TW: The song contains themes of Violence and SA. CW: Epilepsy Notice and Non-explicit Imagery.