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[arthrobug]

Ohmegosh this was so fun but also so harrowing to do in one day lmaooo

Version with borders because dramatism my beloved

I picked angst over domestic fluff for some reason zxcvbnm- I usually like fluffy things HELLA more (give me happy beginnings and ending mfers I'm soft) but I was possessed by this and had to do it

This is specifically fanart for 'Koby's Awful No-Good Very Confusing Day'! Go read it!! Understand my brainrot about this fic and why I have a whole notepad about fanart I'd like to make for it!!!

[birdsong-warriors]

Spoilery request here, but good gracious, I hope I made the foreshadowing in these pages clear enough, given I've been building up to it for ages now.

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Part 1: Friend and Family

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[hellonearthtoday]

my gift for @amaranthinecanicular for the mcythorrorgiftexchange! Part of it, I guess. The bulk of it is the fic

@mcythorrorgiftexchange

[pokemon-ash-aus]

Can you please do a sketch for the word kiss?

Kiss

One word prompts are closed, please do not send anymore

[deco27-unofficial]

"This sucks so bad, this countdown to bye-bye, not long now till it runs out, Fxxk."

[smok3r7]

Is Leaving Even An Option? Masterlist

Joel x F!reader

Explicit, 18+

EXTREME TW: Extreme domestic abuse (verbal and physical), PLEASE READ WARNING BEFORE READING!!

Main Masterlist & My Ao3

Summary: Your days have become one and the same - even with the terrifying reality of death right outside the walls of Jackson, being home is evidently worse. You never thought you’d be in the situation you’ve been stuck in for seven years now, the daily abuse you endure has become an expectation. You take whatever your husband throws at you, literally and figuratively, because you’ve been trained to believe this is normal. But a new man, Joel, moves next door and happens to be friendly towards you, this causes your husband’s rage to worsen. Your mind starts a gruesome war with itself - can you leave him or do you stay until the inevitable happens?

⚠️Warnings: Outbreak AU, Joel and reader age gap (35/56), not a happy ending, major character death, READER DEATH, brief smut with Joel (brief description of “sex” with husband), memories of violence your mom and you endured by your step-father, reader used to work in women shelters and helped women/children get out of domestic situations, extreme verbal and physical abuse from husband, manipulation: gaslighting & love bombing, miscarriage from abuse, self-hatred, heavy angst, mental breakdown, back and forth battle of forgiveness with yourself and husband, trying to justify husbands actions, running to Joel to save you but also not taking his advice, venting sessions with Joel about your marriage

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Chapter one: All Alone

Chapter two: Too Late

Chapter three: Neighbor

Chapter four: Relief

Chapter five: Running Away

Chapter six: Running Away (Joel’s perspective)

Chapter seven: Seventy-Five Percent

[badly-drawn-doflamingo]

[ warning - darker/taxidermy humor ]

Happy Birthday Cora !!

[owl-falls-au-gravity-falls]

According to The Book of Bill canon is the only universe where Dipper and Mabel don’t lose something (like a limb). So what do they lose here?

According to The Book of Bill canon is the only universe where Dipper and Mabel don’t lose something (like a limb). So what do they lose here? / Según el canon de The Book of Bill, este es el único universo en el que Dipper y Mabel no pierden algo (como una extremidad). Entonces, ¿qué pierden aquí?

IN ENGLISH

This was the universe where they lost the most innocent lives, since the beginning, with the Phillip era.

many palismans died over the years that Belos existed.

Here the losses only refer to the people who died on the boiling islands, people who died during the day of unity, the patrols of the island and even when Belos became the titan...

The losses were many, and don't make me talk about the deaths that normally occurred on the islands with the petrifications, the witch hunts, The failed covens and everything that happened since Phillip's arrival

Regarding personal losses for the Pines twins...

They lost their uncle Stan, who dies and returns in a new reincarnation that retains all his memories.

Hunter too, although he was revived thanks to Flapjack's death.

Flapjack himself also died, but he never returned.

Let's say we can also add new parallel lines where Stan never returns in a reincarnation and everyone dies at the hands of the titan Belos, where children die at the hands of Belos, where Mabel and Dipper become dolls forever, they even get lost in the portal to never return alive

Among many other endings...

EN ESPAÑOL

Este fue el universo donde perdieron más vidas inocentes, desde el comienzo, con la época de Phillip

Muchos palismanes murieron a lo largo de los años en que Belos existió

Aquí las perdidas solo se refieren a las personas que murieron en las islas hirvientes, gente que murió durante el día de la unidad, los patrullajes de la isla e incluso cuando Belos se volvió el titán

Las perdidas fueron muchas, y no me hagan hablar de las muertes que ocurrían normalmente en las islas con las petrificaciones, las cacerías de brujas, los aquelarres fallidos y todo lo que ocurrió desde la llegada de Phillip

Con respecto a pérdidas personales para los gemelos Pines...

Perdieron a su tío Stan, el cual muere y regresa en una nueva reencarnación que conserva todas sus memorias

A Hunter también, aunque el revivió gracias a la muerte de Flapjack

El mismo Flapjack también murió, pero el nunca regresó

Digamos que también podemos agregar nuevas líneas paralelas dónde Stan nunca regresa en una reencarnación y todos mueren a manos del titán Belos, dónde los niños mueren a manos de Belos, dónde Mabel y Dipper se convierten en muñecos para siempre, incluso se pierden en el portal para nunca volver con vida

Entre muchos otros finales...

[we-cool-beans]

“im so sorry max...”

[black-suns-rim]

Shattered Cyrstal - The shattering

Short story. This may become a series, so let's say this is part 1.

Warning: death, graphic imagery

Everything's a blur...

"Ugh.. everything hurts... what happened?" The large figure tried to get up. He winced in pain and held his side as he slowly sat on his knees. He held his head as his ears rang loudly through his head. He looked up to see the quart room, once white and gold, now in a red light. The stone pillars that were once decorated now were broken, chipped and cracked. Stone fragments laid on the ground along with the statues of past Light Priests.

His eyes slowly began to focus and the ringing in his ears ceased. "No... no, no, no..." Stone shards rained down from the sky as he got up, grunting in pain, ducking for safety. "The crystal..." He didn't believe what he saw. He had to look again. He had to see if his eyes were telling the truth. Peeking out from his safe cover, he saw it; red, violently spinning and shooting out shards. The same shards that were falling from the sky. The crystal that once was made of pure light, it was no more.

He leaned his back up against the pillar he was hiding behind, "this can't be... how?.." He noticed something odd amongst the broken stone as he was trying to recall the events that happened before this. He squinted his eyes to try and see more clear. His heart sank as he realized what he was staring at and then all his memories came flooding back to him. The events became clear in his mind before he was knocked out.

The screaming, he heard it now, all around him. His senses were heighted as his heart began to thump within his chest. A Light Priest was crawling on the floor, injured serverly, trying to get to cover when a shard fell from the sky and hit them. He witness the Light Preist get Impaled and turn to stone. He gasped as he looked around in panic. Remembering everyone who was in the quart room with him before the crystal shattered.

"Alef! ALEF!?" He left his safety as he desperately called out, "ALEF! MY SON! WHERE ARE YOU!?" He winced and limped, taking cover when he needed to. The shards were shooting out of the reddened and broken crystal in timed periods. "ALEF!" He called out once more. He traveld closer to the crystal where the shards became more frequent, "ALEF! AL- Alef...? Alef!" He ran to the stone body that bore his son's clothing.

"No, no, no, NO, NO!" His voice cracked and shook as he fell to his knees at the small cold stone statue body. He picked it up, "No! My Alef! This can't be! My boy..? No... my Alef..." He held the stiff body in his hands as he began to weep. His son was small enough to fit in his hands, but was larger than any other child of the kingdom since he was of royal blood.

He was out in the open and the shards fell on him, but he ignored the pain. The adrenaline was high and he didn't believe what he was holding to be his son, "This can't be you?... no, you were here! You were here..."

He held the stone body close to his chest, not wanting to believe it was him. But he still weped. The shards pelted him for a while before someone began to shout for him.

"MY KING? MY KING!" He didn't hear the strained small voice over his weeping and the sound of the shards hitting the ground, the pillars, the statues and so on.

"Oh my Alef, my sweet Alef..." He kept repeating.

"MY KING!" The small voice became louder as it came closer. He heard the voice and recognized who it was.

"He's dead..." He choked back tears, his voice not loud enough for them to hear.

"My king?..."

"HE'S DEAD! My little boy! My Alef, he's gone!" He cried out.

The small figure stood behind the hunched over king. They stammered, trying to speak and hearing how heartbroken he was, "King Resh, we need to get out of here. It's not safe."

Another figure appeared behind him, limping with a large battle spear in his hands, using it as a crutch, "My King, Lamed is right. It's not safe here, we need to get out."

"Tsadi... Lamed... where are the others?..." He turned to face them. He saw the both were injured, Tsadi more than Lamed.

"They are out of the storm and safe. We tried to rescue as many as we could while you were knocked out. We didn't know if you would even wake up..." Tsadi hesitated, "Alef... he refused to go to safety... He... He saved as many as he could. Your son was brave... and a true leader."

"My king, you're injured, we need to leave before it gets any worse." Lamed pleaded. Resh was silent as he held onto the stone body of his son. The giant king stood up to his full height, gripping his side under his cloak as he did so. He looked down at his two friends. The shards came down again, hitting his back. This time he felt it and grunted in pain.

"With the rest of my strength, I will get us out of here." Resh tucked away the small stone body of his son into one of the many pockets. He picked up Lamed and Tsadi as if they were just toddlers, and with what little light magic he had left, the king charge up his cape. As if his cape were a pair of wings, he used it to shoot up into the air like a bird.

The light magic he had left was enough to keep them in flight until they were able to reach safety, where the other injured were taken. King Resh landed, stumbling before letting go of Lamed and Tsadi. He felt light headed and his vision faded to black before he fell over. When his body hit the floor, the ground beneath everyone shook.

"MY KING!" Tsadi yelled, "GET A HEALER OVER HERE, NOW!" Tsadi went up to Resh. He noticed strange dark shards coming out from the king. He didn't like the look of them. At least 3 healers ran over to the king to come to his aid.

Tsadi backed away as the healers began their work. He sat down on a stone bench and held his head. Lamed sat right next to him and placed a hand on his arm, "you should get looked at, you are far worse than the others."

"I won't be looked at until everyone else has been taken care of. Including you." His tone was soft but stern.

"As you wish..." She left and went to any available healer. Tsadi watched as the many healers frantically went forth and back to as many as they could. People were howling from sorrow and loss, others cried from pain. It heart is heart to hear all the pain. He spotted the other Realm Elders being treated which somewhat put him at ease.

Tsadi stood up and limped his way to a healer to be looked at. Daleth had watched Tsadi arrive with Lamed and the King before he had fainted from the injuries he obtained. Daleth's arm was broken and placed into a sling that hung from his back. The old Realm Elder slowly made his way to Tsadi and sat right next to him as he was being treated. Tsadi took notice of Daleth but didn't say a word. They sat together in silence as they watched the healers bring in an extremely large transportation boat for the king.

"Who knew this would happen..." Daleth broke the silence.

"Yeah... How are the twins, Teth and Ayin doing? Any bad injuries?"

"Broken arms, legs, ribs and concussions. The twins had to be sedated because they wouldn't stop moving while the healers tried to work on them." Daleth coughed and winced.

"Figures. They are young and don't know how to deal with pain like we do." Tsadi glanced at the old man while a healer was stitching his arm up.

"They could learn a lesson from you about dealing with physical pain." Daleth stood up.

"They could. But they wouldn't have the patience like I did when I went through my training."

"True. Take care, Tsadi. I'm going to aid the healers." Tsadi nodded as Daleth left. He looked up to the mountain the crystal was kept on. A violent storm was forming around it and he had a horrible feeling this was only the beginning of something far worse.

[spiderlilyforlife]

[I hate tumblr lmao that mixed the post so repost!I didn't even try hard!Just a doodle!!Anyways you can draw your version of it like a DIYS ı guess.If you do send me an oc/sona of yours ı can draw like a gift thing🫶] TW:BODY HORROR(kinda??)

"What's wrong my friend..?"

"Don't you see she is fine..~"

[riseoftheclansrpg]

STARCLAN'S JUDGMENT : GUILTY

Rise of the Clans RP is OPEN for new members! <3

[insufferable-homestuck]

you should draw girls…. maybe havingn a smooch

you messed up when you gave me creative freedom, decapitation kiss be upon ye!

[k4ijynxx]

I had an idea and i drew it ok

[lemnnshark]

"'No!' Falling Feather's horrified yowl caught his ear. He glanced sideways to see Jackdaw's Cry bite hard into his sister's spine. She jerked, flinging out her paws, then slumped onto her belly. Thunder recognized the prey-look of death. He stared at Jackdaw's Cry. The tom's black pelt was slick with blood. He staggered, eyes glazing, then collapsed lifeless onto his sister's body."

[call-me-eris-i-am-chaos]

Hey Law side of Tumblr and Criminal Justice side of Tumblr... I have a completely hypothetical question.

Can someone be charged with conspiracy to commit murder if the intended victim isn't murdered? Like... For arguments sake, let's say a man is cheating on his wife and planning on killing her with his mistress. Only, before they can actually kill her, she dies in a traffic accident, or something like that. Something that may have been caused by emotional turmoil, but he and his mistress had no direct hand in it. Not even necessarily an indirect hand.

Once again, this is completely hypothetical.

@shesgoode @madlori @cardassiangoodreads