#Why did i do this?

[fageljar]

Idk why but this came to me in a vision last night so have berry dome Getian

Dose he even like berries? Idk man

[lockandkeyhyena]

bleeding onto the fucking stones

[haysey-draws]

I don’t know why I made this 😂

[wiccaphiliaa]

Ugh whatever, heres Ianthe 🙄 😒 *pretends not to care about her*

[ohwormwood]

In Stars and Time (Title Theme)- For Kalimba!

I woke up this morning and had the absolutely ungodly urge to transcribe this piece for kalimba

I do not know how to read sheet music

I learned how to read basic sheet music to create this tab

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anyhoo. here is the tabs for you people who also Cannot Read The Forbidden Texts (sheet music)

D F G A C° B G B A D F G A C° B A B A

E° C° B A A C° B G F E

E° C° B A A C° B G B A A

E° C° B A A C° B G B A

annnnd here is the link to the sheet music I transcribed this from!

have fun kids byeeeeee

[tategaminu]

This post made me analyze Rayla's and Callum's clothes for absolutely no reason.

In conclusion:

Rayla has a lot of layers for whatever reason

Callum doesn't have as many layers as it looks but it's confusing as hell

They have similar fashion taste :D

They look cool but somehow mortifyng, Rayla needs to get a normal outfit once the series is over or I will get an aneurysm (keep the purple tho)

Bonus: Rayla has the katolian diamond thing (?) and the spyral patterns from her former outfit, cute :)

I may be wrong about these but I love cool bullshit anime clothes with useless layers and I needed a reason to avoid doing job stuff

[ryebecca]

the only boop i want today ✨

[creator-savannah]

Fallen Humans + Flowey as pictures I found on Pinterest at 3 A.M but it progressively becomes more and more lower quality

[sstxrlite]

imitation is the sincerest form of flattery (I'm sorry)

[rxj-the-punk]

Help I made myself sad. (spoiler below the cut)

[al-3-crim]

sonic ballerina‼️

[foolych]

I am cringe but I am free, I am cringe but I am free, I am cringe but I am free-

Before you shun me from society please allow me to explain!

I thought it would be absolutely hilarious if out of all of the brothers, Levi somehow ended up as a father and he’s just— so bad at it. He has no idea what he’s doing but hey, at least he’s trying. Then I somehow came up with this intense lore in my brain about how demon reproduction works (don’t ask) and then… I committed the greatest crime of all.

I made Levi a fanchild oc. I apologise for my actions.

Anyway, his name is Wormwood, aka Worm. I have… way too much lore about this whole idea, but I will keep it to myself unless someone out there is just dying to hear about the BABY LORE.

Here are some sketches I did. Yes, Worm is an absolute CREATURE right now, that ties in to the lore I made up.

[lexese]

I DONT LIKE HIM !!!!! HE IS NOT MY BABYGIRL!!!!!!!

[lynnbeth5172]

Blacked Last Night

Small spoilers for Saltburn considering it takes place after the events of the movie🙂

……………………………………………………………………………………………… Summer felt slightly longer than it should have, at least that was the case for Michael, truth be told he didn’t do much besides maybe staying in his room back at his parents house; his cousin paid a visit to their house, he looked slightly better than before. The bags under his eyes had lightened slightly and his smile looked less tired. He felt less alone when his cousin was around; he continued studying the whole of the summer. Though he was from a wealthy family, he didn’t go to the other rich parties or anything besides staying home. Sometimes he and his father would play a game of chess, he had gotten better though he still felt a sense of unhappiness. His mind kept wandering to Oliver Quick.

He was the only friend he had in Oxford, only having one friend in private school and losing them when they went to a different college.

Getting out of his car, he got his things from the trunk and began walking to the campus. Feeling someone’s eyes on him. He turned to see his old friend with a group of other posh people, talking to him as if they didn’t ignore him in their freshmen year of college. Being near him because he stayed at the Catton estate and was with them when Felix and Venetia Catton died, a small bit of anger flickered inside of him.

Fucking bootlicker.

Quickly moving into his dorm, he closed the door and put his bag of things on his bed. Michael clenched and unclenched his hand as his anger mixed with sadness, he now has no one. He tried ignoring that thought and took deep breaths.

It’s fine

He’s fine…

He’ll just be alone for another year of college with no friends, sitting on his bed and closing his eyes. He calmed himself enough to get off the bed and start packing away his things, putting his books on a shelf near his desk as he went back on his bed.

Looking out the window and down at the people who were chatting to their friends, he went to email his parents that he made it to school okay and was going to do well. He did so and didn’t expect an answer.

Michael laid his head on his desk and closed his eyes, another year with no mates to talk to or hang out with. He used to tell himself that he didn’t need them, that his wits were his friend and that he’d rather be alone. But now Michael had a small longing ache for a friend, Oliver used to be his friend but not anymore.

‘Norman No-Mates my ass’.

Deciding to go to the library to release some feeling, he looked back out the window again to see another car pull up.

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“Here we are.” Vivi flinched slightly as she heard her brother’s voice in the seat next to her, rubbing her eyes slightly as she closed then opened her eyes again. The ride had felt slightly shorter due to her feeling like she was barely there, dissociating in a way.

“Need any help?” Her brother tapped the steering wheel to the car and looked at her, she felt slightly safe in the car. It was just a small place where she didn’t have to worry about being around too many people.

“No John, I’m good.” She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car to get her things, feeling a small wave of anxiety take over but suppressing herself from having a panic attack. As she got her things, she turned around to see her brother holding her pill bottle in his hand, she immediately grabbed it and muttered “Thank you” as she got her bags and held her bottle of pills in her hand. Playing with the label.

“Have fun…don’t be stupid.” Her brother, John, hugged her and gave her a bottle of water, likely to take with the pills.

Giving her brother a small smile, she walked onto campus and made her way to her dorm room. Not before stopping near somewhere to take two pills as prescribed by her doctor, as she walked to her dorm, she felt a small bit of calm. Slightly distracted by her thoughts, she felt herself bump into a shoulder. Looking up to see one of the wealthy students with someone she recognized, his face had become slightly stronger looking and his eyes were slightly piercing.

Looking down, she made it to her dorm. Closing her door immediately and dropping her stuff to the ground, rubbing her eyes as she began putting her stuff away. Hiding her pill bottle where her underwear was put; if someone had found out that she had been taking pills for her extreme anxiety…she didn’t want to imagine what they’d say, the students of Oxford already had their fair share of calling her “Weird” or “Scared girl”. She could only imagine the rich kids having another thing to dig at.

She knew she couldn’t be talking, she herself had come from an upper class background and had known some of the people at campus since they were kids. She remembered someone saying to a friend that their parent payed for them to be there and that they were accepted mainly cause of they bought their way in, or that their parents bought them into the school. Rather than actual intelligence.

Vivi didn’t know if she was as smart as some of the few people at the college, she could speak two languages and knew math well enough. Apparently not as brilliant as one of the students, Michael Gavey. Who she had learned had poked fun at her last semester when a new student came in, he was apparently Newton if he were alive again. As she finished putting her stuff away, she sat on the bed and waited for the sun to clear as she looked outside.

She found herself staring at the wall and she plotted a small idea to maybe go down to the Hall to eat slightly earlier so as to not be approached by anyone. Eventually she went to her bag and pulled out a yearbook for grades fifth to eighth, turning to see his face again.

On one of the pages she saw two people, while the girl was smiling. The other kid had a simple half smile on. As if nothing bothered him.

“Quick…”

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So…sorry if this is bad, I may have had to search up some things considering I was like five in 2006 so I don’t remember much🙂I am so sorry if this is bad.

Taglist: @bellaisasleep @liv-cole @annoyingkittydetective @arcielee @slytherincursebreaker @boundlessfantasy @sepherinaspoppies @zae5 @valeskafics

[trollsgg]

I have begun my John Dory Deeply Traumatized Dad AU over on AO3, if anyone wants to read it <|:•). Reminder warning, content of the first two chapters includes a somewhat explicit scene of sexual assault, and another of not quite unintentional water torture via dunking. Both scenes are relatively short and there is a guide to skip them. Both scenes take place in chapter 2.

Take care of yourselves and also enjoy my evil machinations!

This is not an incest fic. It does include a few OCs to fill in the important cast.

[tratshka]

I'm sorry....

that sometimes my tears reach you before my touch.