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[hauntedmystic]

modern Barty can quote every Invader Zim episode

[bloodlaurel]

I'm a little tipsy from being out with my work collegues for drinks but I wanna let all my partners know I love them lots.

'Kay bedtime.

[hypocratic]

every single line of this tiktok is ic chilton about hannibal.

[maximum-lol]

You consider, for a second, that maybe blowing up on purpose with her in your arms may be the only happy ending the either of you two could get. But you can't bring yourself to do it. You can't hurt her, even if you know it'd be a mercy in the long run.

[ofbookshelves]

i’m away for the next few days but i am hoping to get on tomorrow night to get a few replies posted!

[labwebs]

🕸how do i jedi mind trick marvel into firing everyone behind the current main universe spider-man comics AND ESPECIALLY whoever decided on the "all new venom" bc marvel. i would like some words 🙃

[chattier80]

Night sky held within her hands

commissions | kofi | patreon | discord | twitter

[s3aw1nds]

Unless they're dead you should like totally make a starter abt Eulalia with their parents ykyk

Zippy.. yes..

IM GONNA DO IT RN…

[shukuchiismx]

The Siren’s Shadow

Selene Lenore Thawne stood beneath the piercing glare of the stage lights, her golden voice cutting through the thick air of the exclusive nightclub. Her performance entranced the crowd, her haunting melodies weaving tales of heartbreak and longing. Though applause erupted at the end of her set, Selene felt none of its warmth. To her, it was just noise, like the hollow ache that echoed in her soul.

She hadn’t always been this way. Just a year ago, she and her twin brother, James, had been Romania’s golden duo—a perfect blend of her ethereal voice and his magnetic guitar. Their music had captivated hearts and filled the world with joy. But joy had turned to ashes when the accident stole James away. Selene had lost not just her brother but the other half of her soul.

After his death, life had become a blur of empty performances and sleepless nights. Bucharest’s neon-lit clubs offered fleeting distractions: champagne, loud music, and meaningless embraces. Her reputation as the “Siren of Romania�� was no longer for her voice but for her infamous parties and reckless behavior. Yet, no matter how much she tried to drown her grief, it always resurfaced, dragging her down into the darkness.

One fateful night, Selene found herself wandering the quiet streets of Bucharest as dawn broke. The distant hum of the city faded as she reached the banks of the Dâmbovița River. Her trembling reflection stared back from the water's surface, hollow and fragmented.

“I can’t do this anymore,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft rush of the river. With a final, broken breath, she stepped forward and let the icy water engulf her.

As the freezing depths pulled her down, the Romani charm around her neck—the last gift James had given her—began to glow. Warmth radiated from it, countering the cold as a soft, Blue light surrounded her. It wasn’t just light—it was James’ love, his unyielding connection to her. The magic saved her from drowning, and when the light faded, Selene was no longer the same.

She emerged from the river not as the woman she had been but as a rusalka, a siren born of sorrow and water. Her voice had transformed, carrying an otherworldly beauty that could mesmerize and manipulate. Her pain remained, but it had evolved into a dark power, one she couldn’t yet understand.

Selene’s nights of hedonism didn’t end. They shifted, her allure growing as she navigated her new identity. During one of these nights, she encountered a mysterious woman at the Pink Lotus club. The woman’s presence was magnetic, her piercing gaze like a tether Selene couldn’t resist. For the first time since James’ death, Selene felt alive—not just alive, but euphoric, as though this woman had awakened something within her.

By morning, Selene had made her decision. She would follow this woman, not just because of the inexplicable connection but because the Pink Lotus was a place that whispered of secrets—secrets that might hold the answers to what she had become.

Now, Selene performs at the Pink Lotus nightly, her voice captivating the club’s elite clientele. Beneath its glamour, the club hides a darker truth. It is a haven for creatures like her, beings who straddle the line between myth and reality. Among them, Selene begins to uncover the depths of her transformation and the purpose of her rebirth.

But as she delves deeper, questions arise. Who was the woman who brought her here? What truly lies at the heart of the Pink Lotus? And most haunting of all: was James’ death an accident, or is there a greater design connecting her pain, her magic, and this enigmatic place?

Selene’s journey is just beginning, her voice now both a weapon and a beacon. In the shadows of the Pink Lotus, she searches for meaning, redemption, and perhaps a chance to make peace with her past.

[snugglyporos]

// I swear if my work wasn't offering me $100 incentives to doing 80 calls a day I wouldn't do this many

I mean, my paycheck next week is going to be huge, if I do another 80 tomorrow and sunday

[jonathan-cran3]

I have ice cream:3

[etxrnaleclipse]

((Morning all, hope everyone is well. Very pleased to have a 4 day weekend now, so I can get some rest and do some writing. I'll be working on drafts, but will be contactable via IMs and discord if anyone would like to chat or plot.))

[w1lbur-in-gotham]

Chat please bully wilbur:3

I beg.

I'm really booored.

[edgarallen-foe]

[ edgarallen-foe has blocked @plasticross ! ]

[nuzlight-mia]

Thank you everyone who joined stream!! I had a lot of fun and was sad to end it when I did. I will be live again Monday or Tuesday! Also I had no idea I wrote May instead of March on my teaser post LMAO but anyways

Also image was from a Trainer in the bug gym. Very strange!!!

Here's our party! And our dead...

Party:

Dead:

VERY MIFFED ABT COUNT CHOCULA CUZ OF THE LEAF

Thank you again, hope to see everyone for the next stream!!