#badverse

[viaarts404]

Some stuff Badverse:Rewritten. Error's gonna suffer through the whole thing.

[mysticverseblog]

Welcome!

This blog is dedicated to a multiverse/universe of mine. It's centered around multiple sanses you might already know well while adding some you don't know yet to the mix.

Badverse:Rewritten is a rewrite of an old fanfiction I wrote. Some plot points and characters stayed the same but many has changed.

CHARACTERS ARE UP FOR ASKS!

More information later...

[woozapooza]

Sometimes it's worth it to still be on twitter

[sjbattleangel]

Has anyone made Walter, Jessie or Saul in BG3 yet?

And who is their Guardian?

If so, I must see it now.

[woozapooza]

#THIS LOOKS LIKE AN AWKWARD COUPLES PROM PHOTO

HELLO???

[officialambassadorfrisk]

How've you been if I may ask? ᕙ⁠(⁠ ⁠ ⁠•⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠•⁠ ⁠ ⁠)⁠ᕗ

Pretty good!! Been busy learning new things about myself, chilling, hyperfixating on what I'm calling the Badverse. Good to be back though :]

[mandysxmuses]

⚔️ (Jemand, badverse :) HURT)

Battle intro: "Ohh, I'm gonna regret this... princess, don't make me do this, huh? I don't want to be sad."

Victory: "See -- why did you go and do something stupid like that? Aren't you supposed to be responsible or something?"

Defeat: "... I didn't think disappointing you would still hurt this much. ..."

Assist: "You're going to owe me for this one, Erin!"

Taunt: "I don't even feel bad!"

Reacting to Taunt: "You can't talk to me like that, that's cruel!"

Tie: "You hold your own pretty well... I wasn't even going easy on you, either."

Perfect Victory: "Yikes. I really thought you knew me better than that. ... It's not me, it's you, okay, princess?"

[comicsdeathly]

My fucking swan Blood of soul Red snow. I wirite sins Not tragedy. Aspettando "ciglia" #ciglia #tessutidetriti #streetart #streetartistcomics #sadicangel #badblood #alternativepoetry #indiecomics #poem #poetry #nightverses #nightpoem #poesienotturne #poesie #poesia #streetartist #badverse #poètmaudit https://www.instagram.com/p/B00_4-woJCp/?igshid=107811xavhny2

[viaarts404]

Quick sketches of the differences between Swap and Blue. Both of them are underswap sanses but in the story of Badverse, things change drastically. You can read more about this later on here: @badverseblog

[woozapooza]

What the fuck RJ

[noxianhand]

Vladimir holds Darius' chin in his bare hand, the other clad in his clawed gauntlet and buried deep in Darius' belly. There's a crowd of nobles staring on, rapt - Vladimir's cult, no doubt. "Which of your secrets shall I share first, dear Might?" he muses idly. "Your ghastly childhood? Your scandalous affair with our revered Vision?" He leans in close. "Or perhaps I should invent some? No one will be able to tell the difference; after all, you're such a mystery - and nothing but a commoner."

send darius an anonymous nightmare not accepting.

the semblance of the wolf is frozen into his visage, a vicious snarl cast upon his face even as he holds himself back from lashing out; that, in itself, is not done out of patience but out of the knowledge that the hemomancer could easily stop him in his tracks with simple usage of his magic. he growls at the taunts, low and feral, but remains tethered away from violence due to circumstances — besides, he will not give the noble filth around them reason to demean him into beast.

they manage to find those without greater effort.

“hardly as if i have a say, is it not so.”

his voice is low, but a whisper. only vladimir himself could hear it, could have notion of what he said. before the scene evolves, however, he’s brought back to reality, eyes snapping open and being greeted by his own room’s ceiling. chest rising and falling to the discharge of adrenaline dreams of such disturbing nature possess, he sits up in bed and wipes the sweat off of his brow. ah, how he’d love to have a decent night of sleep, but the damn red dread had to come pester him even when away.

perhaps one day he’d find a way to purge noxus of him, purge himself of his sickening influence. but for now, for now---all he could do was to endure.

[woozapooza]

#no because tell me they wouldn't do this#they just bitch about walt the entire time#it actually happened vince gilligan told me#these two are gremlins of the highest order

au where jesse bought the nail salon

[viaarts404]

At the training area Error 404 made on the mainframe...

-You should take a break, Cross.-Nightmare's deep voice echoed around Cross.

-I'm fine. I can keep going. -Cross responded, his voice filled with determination and confidence but also sounded quite tired.

-Don't overwhelm yourself. Who will I have if you die too? -Nightmare questioned his loyal soldier. Cross looked down and stared for a moment, knowing that is something he cannot respond to without upsetting himself.

-Cross. -A deep strong voice called out from behind Cross. Cross turned around in a hurry. Error 404 stood a couple of meters from him.

-S-Sir? -Cross stuttered. 404 always intimidated him when Nightmare wasn't around.

-Get back to training. You have to reach the level I set up for you if you actually want to have your revenge. Understood?

-Y-yes, sir!- Cross responded, his eyes filled with determination. He didn't even need to hear that twice. He go back to his training right away.

[woozapooza]

Gonna be honest with you guys, this is my favorite genre of BrBa/BCS meme. It’s so stupid but it always makes me laugh.

[midnightwalkin]

@juniperblooded || mini SC

"Are you feeling any better?"

A curtain was drawn to block out the other beds from view. White tile, white sheets, even the young man's jacket was white. The whole room seemed to clash with Thomas's true colors. His rich brown hair, the dark blue tie that peaked under his uniform.

Thomas smiled to the other boy under the covers and set a metal tray down at the bedside table. A few light blue pills rolled and hit the plastic cup next to then. He sat on their bed for a moment before leaning forward to check their temperature with the back of his hand.

"You aren't still nauseous, are you?"