#flickerspark

[skulls-soul]

The creator flickerspark on tiktok has this series called death and martha

Ok so the last episodes they switched jobs

Martha is doing pickups well death is trying to figure out how their desk work.

So imagine with me Martha goes back to do more pickups and after the 17th time someone commented on their appearance they've had enough

If they wanted someone In a cloak who is dark and broody and mysterious then by all means if her wearing a cloak means she no longer has to deal with horny people then it's fine

Because there's only so many people that you can threaten until your battery is low and she's only halfway through the pickups. The last thing she wants is to shut down

So imagine with me Martha storms into the office aggressively looking for said article of clothing And death ever the confused immortal asked them "What on blazing Earth are you doing?"

" looking for a cloak"

"oh? And what's with the need of the sudden fashion change? I mean it is your body And you can dress it however you like it's just a fancy cloak doesn't really seem to be your style"

" well it will need to be if I want all the comments to stop"

" comments?"

"yea? You know the stuff that you usually deal with except it's I thought death would be hotter instead of who knew death could be so sexy"

" ... I'm sorry, what now?!"

"aha! Found it!"

Well, Martha fiddles with the overly complicated clasp death is trying to contain themselves and their anger.

Just when they managed to finally get their breathing under control. Martha surprisingly is the one who lets out a frustrated ugh

" You all right, need me to mame anyone for you?"

"what? No it's just this stupid cloak won't un clasp!"

"yea it was made so that way no one can just rip it of or anything of the sorts, do you need any help?"

Martha sights in defeat before handing the cursed thing over

"honestly I don't fault you for having such difficulty with it after all it was made for a one time joke of sorts"

Martha simply just hummed and acknowledgment as death wrapped the cloak around them redoing the puzzle like clasp to be closed

It wasn't until death looked up again when they realized just how close they were. Think the cosmos that Martha wasn't looking at her because she felt as though she was blushing like a mad man

"welp there we go now Not a single soul shall complain speaking of here!"

"is this?"

"your next pick up? Yes yes it is"

"pfft ok see you later"

Martha says as she puts on the Hood of the cloak giving death a fond grin that leaves them rubbing their temples at the desk as they contemplate how such simple things can have them so giddy

(Am I going to bother to spell check any of this? No it is almost 5:00 in the morning I'm going to sleep)

[teenwolfpackincorrectcaptions]

Stiles: You don't like men?  Paige: Well, I like men like I like dogs Derek: You’re a cat person.  Paige: There in lies the problem. 

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

IMPORTANT EDIT:

I got rid of the Google form as it's impossible for me to keep track of, if you'd like a commission, please simply DM me <3

(I KNOW I SPELLED COMMISSIONS WRONG ON THE ART BUT I ALREADY MERGED THE LAYERS AND I DONT WANT TO FIX IT DON'T POINT IT OUT)

Hello!!! I'm opening comissions for the first time!! There's a little more specific information below if you want it!!

There will be FIVE slots available initially!!

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- Payment is currently only through PayPal, I'm trying to get Cashapp to work as well but it's currently not playing ball.

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- Cartoon Therapy, Roleslaying with Roman

- BNHA/MHA, Naruto

- ATLA, She-Ra, MLP, TOH

- Hermitcraft/3rd life series/Empires

- Disney

- Stardew Valley

- BBC Ghosts

- Hell's Belles, flickerspark's Death & Martha, CaFae Latte. (tiktok series)

Fandoms I 100% WONT draw for:

- Any horror media, including FNAF and creepypastas

- The Dream/Quackity SMPs

- Harry Potter

- Any media that can be considered problematic/hateful to any groups.

- Any other fandoms will be judged on a case by case basis, anyone is welcome to ask!

(this may be subject to change)

[teradul]

Hey, does anyone want to compile the entirety of FlickerSpark's 6ft Inc series for me to watch in its entirety chronologically?

[teradul]

Then tell me where the fuck is FlickerSpark's 6ft inc. series?

[icantbraintoday-tryagainlater]

The Bullet that Carved My Name (Chapter Two)

Chapter One

Title: The Bullet that Carved My Name

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Death, gun violance, murder, blood/gore

Fandom: Death and Martha, and Hell's Belles (TikTok's Flickerspark and Sea Ya Out There)

Summery: You die at the hand of your father and learn to love yourself in the afterlife, where Lily, Sharkie, Penny, and the Hellp Desk Gang take you into their adopted family.

Chapter Summery: Bex meets Lily and Penny and learns she doesn't belong in Hell.

Listen - I don't own anything, ok? I don't even own the laptop I'm writing this on or myself (I'm in a lot of dept). But I don't approve of anyone taking this and posting it somewhere else. This is my work and I've worked hard on it. It isn't Beta'd or Proof Read so I guess you could say the onlything I do own are the mistakes in this. I've taken A LOT from my personal life and put it into this story. Please be kind. And if anyone wants to Beta it, I would love that! Just message me and let me know!

I took a glance at the clocks on the wall of the waiting room and hummed, watching the time tick by. For the first time in my life - er… death? I didn’t have anywhere to be, anything to do, or anyone to meet. It was strange. So I didn’t even notice that I had been sitting in the waiting area for 3 whole days. 

Three. Whole. Days.

Oh shit.

Quickly, I stood up and padded my way over to the Hellp Desk where I had noticed several people ushering the worst of humanity through to their levels of Hell for the last three days. It had been quiet for a few hours by this point, so the woman behind the desk, I believe her name was Lily, from what I had gathered from watching, was reading The Hobbit. It was a worn copy, and clearly very loved. I instantly fell in love. Tolkein always had a special place in my heart. Middle Earth was my get-away when life became too much .I often dreamed about being part of that world. Having parents who loved and cared for me more than they loved and cared for money and possessions…

“Um, I'm so sorry to interrupt your reading,” I started as I shuffled on my feet and played with the hem of my shirt.

“If you have a problem that you’re down here, just remember that today is not the day, I am not the one, and the coffee machine is being fixed. So tread carefully.” She said as she turned the page to keep reading before she glanced up at me. “Wait - Who are you? You’re not on my list today.”

“I’m sorry, what’s wrong with your coffee maker? I could take a look? I worked at Starbucks for a while, and I might be able to help?” All thoughts of asking for help for myself immediately slipped out of my head as I heard that someone else was needing help. I could take a look at a coffee machine. I loved coffee. I lived off of coffee. And if I could help the women who clearly had the toughest job in all of creation, I would happily help!

But Lily just stared at me as I babbled until she finally shook her head. “Hon, you’re not supposed to be in Hell. Did you take a wrong turn?”

“Oh no, I definitely belong in Hell.” I immediately started arguing. “Like I told Death, if there’s a Hell, then there’s a Heaven, and my parents were right. I definitely belong in Hell for leaving the church. And being pan… Huh… Guess it was a choice…” I sighed, defeated. “I’ve been sitting over there for a few days and I was just wondering if I needed to go to a different level? I’m honestly not sure if I’m even on a level yet.”

“Oh, honey…” Lily put her book down and shook her head, looking me up and down which made me feel even more uncomfortable. “The Christians weren’t the only ones who were right. Yes, there’s a heaven and a hell because that’s what some people believe in. But I promise you, that’s not the only afterlife. There’s paradises you can only imagine, and tortures even worse than level 9.”

“Don’t tell Greg that!” A voice piped up as Penny came over to sit down next to Lily. “He takes his responsibility very seriously, Who are you? Oh, do we have another trainee!?”

“Trainee?” I asked, frowning, confused.

“Love is never a sin,” Lily says, searching her desk for what I assumed was my paperwork. “And neither is leaving a church that preaches hate. Ah! Here it is!” She held up my file with a triumphant smile. “Now, let’s see where you re– Your father really did that?” She asked softly, looking at me.

I shifted again, uncomfortable for the umteenth time. “I just need to know where I go so I can stop bothering you. I didn’t mean to interrupt the Hobbit for you. And before I go, I can still look at the coffee machine.”

“You can fix coffee machines?” Penny asked with a hopeful look. “Oh, you definitely belong here with us, then!!”

“She belongs in her own paradise. Hon, you were a great person.” Lily looked at me again, tilting her head. 

“What do you mean? I was horrible when I was a kid.”

“No, you were hurt when you were a kid. And you’ve more than made up for it in your adult life before you died. You were supposed to live a lot longer, too…” She shook her head. “Do you know how many of your friends you’ve saved?”

I frowned, shaking my head. “What do you mean?”

“It says here that wherever a friend called you for help, you were there. Regardless of when or where it was. You’ve talked so many of them off a literal cliff. You saved so many lives. And you did everything you could to help others. But no one was there to help you…”

I was getting more and more uncomfortable as Lily continued to read from my chart. “I just did what I would want someone to do for me. It was nothing, really.”

“That’s not nothing.”

I glanced over to Penny and bit my lip. She was looking at me strangely.

“I wish I had someone like you when I was alive… I might not have ended up here so soon.”

“Oh - Oh, Penny, I’m so sorry.” Immediately I felt my heart break for this beautiful woman in front of me.

“It’s alright.” She said, giving me another smile. “I found my happiness. And my place to heal. And now, you do too.” She reached over the desk and took my hand, squeezing it a little. “How would you like a job?  Here at the Hellp Desk? It helped me heal, and I think it will help you, too!”

[morningmask27]

giving warrior names to dead kits and apprentices can be really fun. especially when they have a certain meaning. 

dandelionkit and juniperkit are named after their grandmothers sandstorm and goldenflower; dandelionflower and juniperstorm

mosskit is named mosscreek for mer riverclan blood

nearly every litter in windclan has at least one foot (except the protags because fuck)

flickerkit is flickerspark in honor of their mom

gorsepaw is gorsefire because of firestar

littlekit is named after xir mother nettlespot; littlespot

myrtlekit has the same suffix as zir sister lilydawn; myrtledawn, ze got their name at the same time too

smokepaw is named smokewing in honor of nightwing

wishkit and hopekit are named wishfang and hopeflame in honor of yellowfang and silverflame respectively

[wcamino-confessions]

@the owner of flickerspark, you are an *adult* segueing with a *child* because you’re designs were slightly similar. I would understand if it was a blatant rip off, but it is not. You are acting like a spoiled child who throws a fit every time something doesn’t go their way. So in your own words, “bruh, read the post,” because clearly you and I are not reading the same one 🤨

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[thedailycuteanamusing]

Man, I'd love to see a collaboration between @thatsthat24 and the gal who does the Death and Martha vids ("Yes, my mortal companion?"), uh... FlickerSpark is the creator! Predominately posts vids on FB it looks like.

I think it'd be a pretty awesome collab. :D

Thou Shalt Not Touch 🖨️

[brivikya]

Hiiiii I'm back Tumblr dudes. I have: kitties

Jaykit for slurp, Knapweedkit, Host and Flickerspark. Kitties from polish roleplay forum Starlight.

[accidental-psalms-blog]

I hated you

From our lips unformed conversations linger like shadows cast by lampposts along the stretch of an otherwise dark, empty street.

A lot of theories could be formed as to why it rained louder than radio static, as to why we did not even bring a single umbrella to share.

So we huddled closer, arms touching lips mouthing maybe, maybe this is how we build up the tolerance threshold for another's presence. In this dalliance discreet, while wrapping your lips with wetness, I wrote hymns of praises in my head, words held under breath, and you did the same. We practically kissed —

forget breathing, our pulses were so in sync. We made lamplights go flickering first and shattered them second, this silent sex rivalling Olympus-bellows crafting lightning tides; in the pitch-black dark, we were high-voltage spotlights.

And I wanted. I want more of your broken flickerspark, you Lovecraftian spawn of abominations imperfect. Coax me to dangers, I'll follow you willingly; I will stand with you amidst even Jupiter's eye.

— A. P.

[icantbraintoday-tryagainlater]

The Bullet that Carved My Name (Chapter One)

Title: The Bullet that Carved My Name

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Death, gun violance, murder, blood/gore

Fandom: Death and Martha, and Hell's Belles (TikTok's Flickerspark and Sea Ya Out There)

Summery: You die at the hand of your father and learn to love yourself in the afterlife, where Lily, Sharkie, Penny, and the Hellp Desk Gang take you into their adopted family.

Chapter Summery: Bex meets Death who tries to convince her to go to her paradise, but Bex decides Hell is a better option.

Listen - I don't own anything, ok? I don't even own the laptop I'm writing this on or myself (I'm in a lot of dept). But I don't approve of anyone taking this and posting it somewhere else. This is my work and I've worked hard on it. It isn't Beta'd or Proof Read so I guess you could say the onlything I do own are the mistakes in this. I've taken A LOT from my personal life and put it into this story. Please be kind. And if anyone wants to Beta it, I would love that! Just message me and let me know!

So - is this really how I died? I always thought I would die in a car crash or of old age. Maybe by an active shooter - I did live in America, after all. But seriously? This?

“Bex?”

I looked up at Death and frowned. The female-presenting gothic looking person who had shown up to take me to my afterlife was staring at me concerned. I couldn’t blame them, after all. I was looking… well, crazed.

“He really did it, didn’t he?” I asked, looking back at Death. “He really killed me…?” I still couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah… he did.” Death confirmed.

I looked back down at my mortal body, laying on my parents’ floor, blood slowly soaking into the hardwood floors. I had always known my father was unstable. I had always known that he had a temper. But I didn’t think he was ever actually capable of pulling the trigger.

Until now.

I honestly wasn’t even sure why I didn’t believe him. I know I’d go to bed some days afraid that he really would shoot everyone like he said. But I also knew he was a narcissist and willing to say anything to get attention, which is exactly what he always got after screaming at my mother and I about stupid shit.

Today it was about how no one wanted to help him around the house. I was working, my mom was busy, and he decided he wanted to do something. I don’t even know what it was, I just know that I was in the middle of work when he lost his mind and started screaming profanities and throwing things around the house.

I had rolled my eyes at him when he said he felt like he could kill everyone because I didn’t believe him. But now… the proof was right before my eyes.

“So where do I go now?” I asked, looking around the intermension before I see the sign for Hell.

“Ah. Never mind. I know where I go now.” I suppose my parents were probably right. Leaving the Catholic Church was definitely the wrong move. And honestly, if God really was that evil, I’d rather be in Hell. “Thanks for coming to get me, but I’ll be on my way now.”

“Now wait a minute! Martha will be very upset with me if I let another soul go alone!” Death cried.

“...another?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at the goth, amused.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Chuckling, I shook my head and headed to the stairs. “You can tell Martha I’m alright. After all, Hell’s gotta be better than whatever the Catholic God claims Heaven is.”

“Well that’s rather rude. The Catholic God runs a … very interesting heaven. But I don’t think you belong to Hell. You were a pretty good person from what I’ve read in your file.”

“Thank you, but if Hell is real, then clearly my parents were right.”

“That’s not really how this whole afterlife works. What did you believe in?” Death asked,

I snorted. “Believe in? Honey, I don’t think I believe in anything, really.”

“Well, you could be a ghost. Or reincarnate-”

“Reincarnate!? In this world!? Fuck that!” I cried, “This world is fucked! It’s about to implode! No, I’ll go to Hell. Thanks,” I smiled and waved, turning to the stairs and descending, ignoring Death’s cries for me to stop. 

Chapter Two

[wcamino-confessions]

I'm not the type of person to call someone out for a similar design however this case is different. the colors are near identical and the markings are basically the same.

this is my character

his name is flickerspark, he has alot of points that are very similar to the character I'm about to show you.

This is the knock off/ heavily referenced version.

Am I overreacting or is this character basically a rip off of my own???