#bc verse

[the-angel-of-filth]

Finally free from finals.. Here’s a mock-up box art piece I did as part of a final project for a color theory class feat. my oc, Heidi!

If you remember Bitter Cold, you’ll receive a veteran’s discount 🎄🫡

[shoot-of-corruption]

"No--no!" He takes half a step across the field, even as Isono forces him to remain still. "No! Please--please, not that! Anything but that!" His voice cracks. "Please! It's all I have! Those memories are all I have!" That last memory. All of his friends after Monster World. The first time they were all together. The first time he saw Yugi face to face. "Please!"

Mariku took himself a moment to just enjoy the sheer amount of TERROR on the other ones face... the pharaoh, great adversary, almighty force...

Reduced to a begging mess. Before him. HIM.

The feeling that coursed through him wasn't comparable to that he felt when plunging that woman and Jounuchi into their fate headfirst, not even that blasted spirit and his lighter half.

Seeing the other like this caused nothing short of megalomania in his mind, radiant insanity.

His skin was breaking out in shivers of the most delicious kind.

"You agreed to fight this battle, to play my game... what did you think? That it would be easy? This despair you feel, the pain, the fear... all of this is YOUR incapability to deal with losses.

You decide to put your fate in the hands of others... you decided that your soul was worth of sharing~" His laughter followed swiftly, dark insane, it seemed to shake his whole form. "Now you can watch what happens, when it gets completely torn apart!"

He couldn't contain his cackling, when he called forth his next attack. The one attack that would erase every hopeful and good memory the other had collected, just like he had done to that Kujaku Mai.

His lust for chaos and revenge was at an all time high and his only need seemed to concentrate on a point that was concentrated to a pinpoint-

Cause as much pain and despair to this person as possible. And then watch the shadows tear him apart.

[amartworks]

While listening to Hobie's contemporary records an incredibly vital question comes up… does he know?

[lil-vibes]

Silk Cradle was rough on them lol

[irlplasticlamb]

kazia parkerowska aka spider star is an 18 years old polish doomer art student who got bitten by a radioactive spider and then convinced (khe khe forced) into a superhero role by her kooky hippie auntie majka. woohoo. nothing better than to save the world when you don’t give an absolute shit!

prints + merch + commission info

[tecochet]

mary jane's husband and his boyfriend

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[strawberryyyenthusiast]

Eddie is on tour during July, so Steve decides to join him bc why the hell not. The corroded coffin TikTok page has been consistently getting 30,000 views for each video because their social media manager sucks ass and doesn’t know what the people want from their favorite artists.

But a video of the four guys goofing off goes pretty viral and they jump from 50k followers to 2 million in a week. The social media guy quits and Eddie, Gareth, Jeff, and Freak all take turns posting videos, which helps them build a shitload of traction.

It’s eddie’s turn to post a video and Steve is in the background with all of his diabetes stuff spread around him. He’s putting on a new cgm onto the back of his arm.

Everyone starts to freak out because people are super uneducated on what diabetes is and they immediately accuse Steve of doing drugs and other nefarious stuff. It gets so bad that they have to disable to comment section on that video.

Eddie comes out with a video a few days later stating:

“Hey, that’s my boyfriend. He has type one diabetes and was just putting on his new dexcom. Stop being assholes. Thank you!”

It’s very short and succinct and people turn eddie’s millennial pause at the beginning into a meme that haunts him forever.

(A week later, Steve has multiple fan pages dedicated to him, which he never sees because he is a grandpa at heart who is scared by social media.)

[latapadraws]

SPIDER GWEN !!! Trans Icon 🏳️‍⚧️ 💗

[plagalkey]

boys trip

[willthespy]

happy unofficial birthday to my son!!! 🎂

wondering what’s in that box…. (genuinely don’t know) (i rushed this) (badly)

[megamindsupremacy]

more riordanverse social media fics should make use of the fact that Lester is both There and Like That. I need a classic “all the demigods are arguing on Twitter while the greater public watches in confusion” only for The Literal God Apollo to drop in and join the argument. And then they all gang up on him. And it very quickly becomes clear that he is a loser and his best friend is a twelve year old. Will pops in like “family picture with our dad!” and it’s a group photo of the Apollo cabin and nobody can figure out which one Apollo is because he looks like every other teenager in that photo. Peak opportunity for content here and we need to take advantage

[itssluv]

Hobie just up and quitting when he saw the bullshit SENT ME mf threw the watch and DIPPED

[deermouth]

Let Me Speak First Of Revelations And Next Of Dark Deceit Then I'll Speak Of Champions Of Lovers, Gods, And Beasts My Song Is Long And Twisted It Worms, It Winds, It Wends It Carries Few, It Drowns Many And Those I Love, It Rends My Song Has Taken Hold Of Me It Grips My Tongue, My Throat My Voice Cries Truths I Never Knew And To Fight Is Just To Choke So Let Me Dwell Eternal And In Ruined Flesh Ascend For My Song Has No Beginning... And The Current Flows On Without End If I Could Trace With Bloodless Fingers If My Hands Could Shape The Flow I'd Bear This Song To The Precipice And Rend Us Both To Dust Below We'd Both Go Plunging Downwards One Final Fall From Grace I'd Howl, I'd Scream In Victory And We'd Be Gone Without A Trace But We'll Never Be Rid Of Each Other My Song, My Sorrow and I So I'll Bear It Trembling Onwards To Drift On, To Dream, To Die And Where My Final Footsteps Fall Something Dreadful Shall Arise Its Gaze Shall Fall O'er Trembling Plains Its Wrath Shall Scald The Sun And Where Its Howling Forebears Walked Some Day There Shall Be None The Wise Man Knows The Taste Of Rot All Lovers Part As Dust And Even The Kings In Their Bowers Of Steel Shall Wither In Ruin And Rust This Rotten World Shall Wheeze Its Last This Hateful Hymn Shall Cease But As My Last Breath Splits My Throat I'll Wheeze Through Splintered Teeth One Last Song Of Revelations Of Prophets' Dark Deceptions Of Love, And Gods' Defeat Of Love, And Gods' Defeat

The Silt Verses (2021-2024), chapter titles

[lil-vibes]

local cult leader can Not get anything done bc of their eepy cat. more at tomorrow's sermon

[valtsv]

almost forgot because i wasn't particularly sober at the time but i ended up infodumping to an interested audience about the silt verses at the party last night, and while trying to describe the concept of sainthood and specifically hallowing came up with "it's basically like if they managed to depersonalise martyrdom, distil the essence of it (suffering and dying in the name of what you believe in), and mass-reproduce it on an industrial scale", to which i received several silent stares of sheer abject horror and disgust. that's how you know it's good.