#i 🤍 coryxkenshin

[tenjikyu]

just found out coryxkenshin played RE2 and RE4 so watch out bc ik exactly who’s becoming my next obsession…

i’m coming for you leon kennedy

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𝓞𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝓸𝓻 🤍 𝓢𝓷𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷' 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮, 𝓽𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓸𝔀.

𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴��𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓮 !!

I am 17 years old at the moment!

Huge chratt girl but sometimes chris makes me want to punch him in the face..

i am black and also part of the lgbtq+ community 🏳️‍🌈

fav artists/bands : melanine martinez, taylor swift, sza, mother mother, lorde, chappell roan, frank ocean, dayglow, empire of the sun and many more!

fav youtubers/ sturniolos, coryxkenshin, gloom, kubzscouts, akeelah taylor, tara yummy, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, kalogera sisters, and ryan trahan.

I don’t write anything sadly (I suck at literally expressing my feelings towards my own friends no way i can be able to do that for a story!)

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[lutrinelemon]

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📷: Farms, Forestpunk, Cryptidcore, Midwest Gothic, Goblincore, Southern Gothic, Starflesh, Circuses, Dolls, Bones, Liminal Spaces, Abandoned Buildings,

🥖: Spicy food, Curry, Ramen, Rice, Seafood, Tortellini, Samosas, Palak Paneer, Stuffed Peppers, Almost every fruit, Almost every veggie.

📺: FNAF!!!, Markiplier, CoryxKenshin, Eddievr, Kurtis Conner, FunkyFrogBait, Horror movies, Saw, Insidious, AHS, Wild Croc Territory, Martin Walls/TWF, Analog Horror, Vita Carnis, Jurassic Park, SPN, TWD.

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🤍More info: I don't really have a DNI, but I will block ppl. ENFP, Aries, and Audhd. I'm pro-fiction and enjoy dark media. Free Palestine, Fuck fast fashion, eat the rich, and burn transphobes. I try to be as inclusive as possible.

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[magsgreene]

get to know me :

- 18 yrs <3 (b-day : may 24th)

- music : lana del rey, honey gentry, saint avangeline, remy bond, sophie woodhouse, celtic woman, madison beer, the driver era, aurora, lil skies, nancy sinatra, the neighborhood + more 💌

- fav shows : bad girls club, rings of power, game of thrones, the boys, vampire diaries, amazing world of gumball, friends, carnival row, twd + more 🤍

- fav movies : lotr & th trilogies , a midsummer nights dream (1999), alice in wonderland (any version) , ella enchanted, tuck everlasting, the last unicorn, daisies (1966), legend (1985), pirates of the caribbean, high school musical, elizabethtown, pride and prejudice (2005) twilight saga, the love witch, pearl, stealing beauty the substance etc 💌

- celeb crushes : orlando bloom, tom hiddleston, hayden christensen, cillian murphy, robert pattinson chris sturniolo, finn wittrock, evan peters (my mains) 😘

- sharon tate is an icon

- fav youtubers : sturniolo triplets, sinjin drowning, slushy noobz, coryxkenshin, caseoh, tarayummy, jake webber, johnnie guilbert, sam and colby, prince ohakam, smosh, sml, the cottage fairy 🍓

- in luv with : legolas greenleaf <3

- obsessed with nature and fantasy 🌻

- fav months - august & december

- fav season : spring 🌸

- fav fruit : i love strawberries so much, i love anything remotely related to strawberries like scents, flavors, prints etc 🍓

- i luv glitter ✨

- fav colors : green, blue, red, pink (i hate neon)

- i luv animals especially kitty cats :))

- i luv witches 🪄

- and there’s so much more to know about me but i’ll stop here because i love so many things <3

[luxekeyah]

𝑴𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑲𝑬𝑲𝑬 ♛

𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙈𝙀…

hi!! my name is MaKeyah🌷 but you can call me keke, key, keyah, allat! it’s easier anyways lmaooo, 9teen, black, a may taurus (yuhh hehe), currently in school but not really thinking abt going back, and i live in a fake state😋

𝙈𝙔 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙎…

film

books

pop culture

plants and flowers

redecorating

𝙒𝙀 𝙎𝙄𝙈𝙋𝙄𝙉𝙂..?

the answer is always yes ☝🏽

spider-verse — peter parker (andrew and tom’s version), miles morales, hobie brown, spider-noir, miguel o’hara, and felicia hardy

aot — eren jeager, armin arlert, hange zoe, levi ackerman, jean kirstein, reiner (on occasion), and mikasa ackerman

demon slayer — uzui tengen, rengoku kyojuro, giyuu tomioka, sanemi (on occasion), yoriichi and muzan

mcu — matt murdock, wade wilson, frank castle, bucky barnes, sam wilson, bruce banner (avengers assemble series), thor, wolverine, storm, marc spector/steven grant, t’challa, steve rogers (only age of ultron and winter soldier), and druig

jjk — gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, maki zenin, megumi fushiguro, yuuji itadori, inumaki toge, and yuta okkotsu

𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙉…🎧

my music taste varies but… sza, yeat, kaytranada, ice spice, beyoncé, tyler the creator, frank ocean, the wallows, billie eilish, playboi carti, the neighbourhood, arctic monkeys, rihanna, sade, kendrick lamar, metro boomin, megan thee stallion, normani, ariana grande, pinkpantheress, the weeknd, doja cat, miguel, odetari, chloexhalle, baby keem, childish gambino, brent faiyaz, 21 savage, cardi b, givēon, and many more…

𝙊𝙉 𝙍𝙀𝙋𝙀𝘼𝙏…🎧

deli : ice spice

got it good : kaytranada ft. craig david

flawlëss : yeat ft. lil uzi very

new jeans : newjeans

𝙎𝙄𝙍𝙀𝙉 🤍 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎…

my girlfriend, my friends, watching youtube, baking, baking, plants, shoes (mainly crocs fr…they’re comfy), anime, scary movies, films in general, my cat zeus, marvel, sometimes dc, drawing, tattoos, discord and many more…

𝙇𝙐𝙓𝙐𝙍𝙔 𝙁𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙎…

youtubers : coryxkenshin, dashie, berleezy, kyahnextdoor, monet mcmichael, and deb smikle

movies : coraline, the conjuring series, everything, everything, it, any spider-man movie (except amazing spider-man 2)

color(s) : sage green, purple, red, black, brown, baby blue, white, pastel yellow, and baby pink

books : they both die at the end, beautiful creatures, good girl’s guide to murder, we were liars

[anabanana-26]

About me! (Interests and such)

I'm 18 turning 19! My birthday is November 28th, I'm a big writer and I enjoy reading. Here's to read good stories and put a smile on people's faces!!! Hoping to find good friends/moots here so feel free to DM or message me at any time!! ❤

♡Favorites♡

Flower: Sunflower

Snack: Gushers

Food: Pastelilos

Color: Green

Anime: Fruit baskets

Comfort Character(s): Katsuki Bakugou + Ejiro Kirishima + Fumikagi Tokoyami + Tenya Iida🤍

Game: Palworld

Youtubers: CaseOh, CoryxKenshin, Kubzscouts

Movie: Coraline

Bands: Chase Atlantic, or Deftones

Songs: Cherry waves by Deftones or Blood by Ellie Goulding

Show: Supernatural

Season: Fall

Thats all thanks for reading!! ❤

[kalimarinus]

close call.

[ summary : reader gets trapped, their fellow soldiers save them. ]

[ relationships : tf141 x gn!reader (platonic) ]

[ warnings : 2nd person pov , gn reader 🤍 , use of y/n (your name) & c/n (codename/callsign) , (leg) injuries , more than needed description of the injuries & pain , a lot of writing about reader , many inaccuracies whoops sorry! ]

[ word count : 1,930 ]

[ notes : i really need to stop procrastinating,!! but wow a proper fic this time around.. also!! i'm so sorry ghost lovers he's barely mentioned + thesaurus my beloved <3 i swear i proofread this 100 times if it still has ONE mistake i'm so sorry but i'm gonna cry now. > ver inspired by the AMAZING WONDERFUL WRITER @python333 < please please please go check their lovely works out or else ill break your ankles coryxkenshin style (EMMM IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO TAKE INSPO FROM YER WRITING JUST LMK !!! I'LL TAKE THIS DOWN!!,,..) ]

This was a predicament. Just some minutes into a mission, you had gotten separated from the rest. You can barely recall how or why, besides the memories of running for safety. You just knew you were trapped now. Trapped in some rugged building, not even sure how far you got from your comrades or your objective. It’s quiet inside, not silent, but much less noisy than a few minutes ago. You’re far enough away from everyone that you can’t distinctively hear the shouting of soldiers and the sounds of gunfire. And just like in some stupid action movie, of course some random heavy objects fell on you and got you stuck.

As a result of dashing away from the danger into a building and also stupidly looking back just to check if you were safe, you barely noticed a concrete pillar in front of you. In a split second, you ended up on the creaky, wooden floor, and you swear you can somehow feel a bruise forming on your forehead. However, the ringing in your ears and the throbbing pain in your head felt like nothing when a sharp pain suddenly surges through you. Your instincts immediately make you shout, and there’s a moment where your voice ripples throughout the room until you bring yourself to finally focus your eyes on the gaping hole in the ceiling and then the pile of rubble piled atop your right leg that seemed to have just materialized on you.

The jagged edges of the rocks ripped through your uniform, and there was a prominent burning but somehow cold sensation right around your ankle and thigh, but to you, you could feel the ache everywhere. You attempt to shift your leg around to get more comfortable— more comfortable than you are right now at least, but you can feel the sharp edges of the rocks dig deeper into your skin. To you, it feels like a thousand giant hornets stung you and then got pounded by a sledgehammer— but all the pain is just focused on those two spots. You try not to panic but you swear you can feel something piercing a tissue of muscle or something, just the grotesque thought of skin, your skin and muscle getting ripped open by a slab of stone makes you want to throw up— but you’re sure you’re exaggerating. That thought is pushed aside by the reminder of the agony your nerves are enduring, making you almost cry out again— but you’re able to push it down enough that it just comes out as a deep groan.

“It’s not that bad. Just stop thinking about it.” You mumble mindlessly, like voicing your thoughts out loud would make it better. You try to calm yourself down— to remind yourself you’re still alive and breathing, despite the fact there are parts of rock buried deep in the flesh and some of your bones have probably snapped in two from the weight dropped onto you. A few deep breaths later and you think you’re composed, at least relaxed enough that you can figure out a way to get your leg dislodged and yourself out of this building safely.

“Just need to… push this off.” You try to reassure yourself as you prop your body up, reaching an arm over in a struggle to push some of the debris off your leg, but it’s no use. Attempting to shove the rubble to the side. Lifting some up and then pushing it. Using both arms. Trying to kick one of the bigger ones off with your other leg. Adjusting your lower half again regardless of how much it hurt to move last time— then doing everything all over again. Nothing. The mound is too heavy. 

Again, you inhale in and out a couple more times, trying not to stress and drown yourself in hysteria. Once in a state of enough calm again, your mind scrambles to search for ideas to get out of the situation despite the pounding in your head from earlier. Your earpiece. Your hand immediately shoots up to grab where your earpiece should be, but your fingers don’t feel the cold material. Your eyes widen and your stomach churns at the chance it somehow slipped out of your ear when you were running. You survey the area, but the floor just consists of dust, other sorts of clutter, and no earpiece. ‘It has to be around here.’ You look around you multiple times, over and over again, like the small device is going to suddenly appear in front of you.

The realization that you don’t have your earpiece has you fearing for your life again— you don’t even know how you didn’t notice that there was no familiar voice of your captain saying, “C/N, do you copy?” Or maybe your lieutenant randomly saying some corny jokes. Probably your only chance of getting out of here alive was gone. You know you shouldn’t give up so easily— to keep trying, but you felt like there was already zero hope. You’re going to bleed out and die right here, you’re sure it’s the end. You think you should accept your fate and just wait here patiently to die, but still, you’re holding on to the probably last shred of energy and life you still have in your body. Just in case, maybe with some miracle, you’ll get out, somehow.

And so you wait, and it feels like hours. It feels like days, years, but it’s probably only been thirty minutes you’ve been sitting. Sitting there, the pain in your head wearing off but the throbbing in your leg getting worse by the second. The heft of it all just makes your entire nervous system scream in pain. Now you feel like you should’ve appreciated that adrenaline a lot more because now that it’s worn off, your ankle feels like it’s being crushed by an anvil and your thigh feels like it's been penetrated by a huge nail.

You kind of regret the decision of not yelling— calling for help, so maybe someone would find you. That should’ve been your first option, but now you can’t seem to say anything, like someone had ripped your vocal cords out and on top of that duct-taped your mouth shut. You’ve lost enough blood that you’ve lost all of the energy you thought you had earlier, and you can slightly see the bottom of the large rock on your thigh being tainted with a deep red. And you’re sure the one on your ankle has been bloodied too.

“C/N? C/N!?” Suddenly a recognizable voice yells out your callsign— tone frantic but somehow still gentle, and glazed with a British accent. It interrupts your thoughts and in a dire attempt to let them know you’re here, trapped, you try to use all the power in your body to try and call back, but only a quiet, almost silent whimper comes out but you don’t think they even heard it. “Y/N, are you there?—” They cut themselves off and you hope it’s from shock, surprise as they see you, disheveled and bruised. And now you’re sure they have because whoever it is comes running to you, shouting for other people. “Guys, they’re in here!” They say, and you can feel them grab and squeeze your hand tightly, so tight now you think the bones in your legs aren’t the only things that are broken.

“Did -ou call th- p-ra-edics alre-dy, Gh-st?” “-ou’re g-ing to be -kay, -eah?” You can barely pick up anything now, but you can tell there are multiple voices now, one gruff and the other having a heavy Scottish accent. You feel like you’re going deaf, the noise around you going muffled and you finally realize you’ve been slipping in and out of consciousness. When your head lolls and you can briefly feel your chin against the in-between area of your collarbones, that definitely makes it apparent, to yourself and to the people around you. Your vision turns foggy almost every other second, and you see black and white dots dancing around your eyesight until it fully turns dark. All the commotion around you goes faint and you want to stay awake when you feel your hand get squeezed again, but oh god you can’t because you feel so nauseous and dizzy like you’re going to vomit and—

In just a flash, you wake up with a small and quiet gasp— your sight blurry and all you can see is white along with some slight movements, and a consistent beeping noise in the background. You slowly sit up, grimacing as a brief pain radiates from your right leg again, but then let out a relieved sigh as you can feel it dull down again, which your assumption for that is medical drugs, thank God for those. Your eyes finally focus just enough for you to know what’s around the room— and you grasp the fact that you’re in a medical bed, your body from the waist down covered in thin, pale sheets. The bright white lights of the med bay shine down on you, an ECG monitor to the right of your bed, and there's an analog clock hung up on the wall in front of you. You think it reads somewhere around 11:30 P.M. You're also kind of grateful now that you didn't stay conscious when your legs were freed from the rocks because they feel almost mangled in spite of the bandages.

Never mind your injuries for now— because your eyes land on the men to your left, all four of them sleeping sitting up in blue metal chairs. You recognize them, you know them. There's no mistaking that out-of-place skull mask, that silly-looking mohawk, the person wearing sunglasses inside of a hospital, and lastly, the man with the boonie hat that he never takes off. “Cap?” You quietly say, your voice (thankfully) restored now. “Johnny?” You call out to your sergeant instead, and he mumbles something under his breath as he starts to wake up, but his grogginess almost instantly fades away when he realizes you’re conscious. “Y/N?” Soap responds back, and you barely have any moment to respond with another word because he practically dashes and pulls you into an embrace. You almost wince at how tight he’s hugging you, but you grin and squeeze him back.

A throaty voice breaks the silence, saying, “Stand down, sergeant. They’re still hurt ya know?” You assume it’s your captain— who you didn’t know had already woken up in that short span of time. He gets up from his chair and walks over to you until he’s at the side of your medical bed, right next where Soap is still hugging you. You can tell Price is relieved you’re okay, but you also know he’s trying to keep his composure and not reveal all his worry. “You alright, soldier?” He asks you, attempting to pry Johnny off your body, huffing when he just latches on harder. You answer with a simple, “Aye, sir.” As the man clinging to you finally lets go. “I almost bled out there, damn. That was a close call.” You finally say after a few moments of silence, and you’re sure Price and Soap have the same exact thought in their minds. “And so would the others, if they were awake.” Price adds with a chuckle, turning his head to glance over to the other two, still sound and sleeping.

[vilsoo]

jes!! this is serious where should i start with the fnaf lore, yters to watch and everything… if you don’t mind 🏃🏽‍♀️

omg hi sin 💛 honestly i can’t remember the exact videos i watched years ago when i wanted the fnaf lore explained to me but i will try my best to find a good vid on it from youtube for you !! and to any of my fnaf mutuals, feel free provide helpful videos on fnaf lore as well 😚 i personally don’t wanna recommend mattpat for the sake of overstimulating ur brain with overloads of him talking nonsense 😭 some of his theories on fnaf lore are a bit accurate while some aren’t. if you wanna see the gameplay, i recommend coryxkenshin cuz he’s one of my favorite fnaf youtubers 🫣 also this is just a basic summary from me on what you need to know and some helpful resources and vids

• so we start off in 1967 where two business men— William Afton and Henry Emily— open a family friendly diner called Fredbear's Family Diner. they both have families. william has two sons and a daughter, the youngest being Evan Afton (traumatized kid intimdated by his father’s creations), and the middle child Elizabeth Afton (bubbly kid who is heavily fascinated by her father’s creations) and the oldest Michael Afton (has a hatred for his father AND evan afton, always pulls pranks on him with a foxy mask on). William’s wife is never present in the game, but is heavily hinted around the 5th game. there’s many theories about her and her identity but you really dont have to know about it since its kinda irrelevant to the lore LOL

• basically the afton family had to face the worst demise thanks to william afton, who takes thrill in murdering children and stuffing their bodies in his animatronics. his younger kids are dead because of his creations and michael had to suffer through their losses. so i’d say his trauma changed him completely from being a bully and accidentally killing evan to a sensitive, mature adult.

• henry’s daughter, charlie emily, also had to face the worst demise because she was one of william’s main targets. william killed her and left her to die in the back alley of the diner.

all i did was basically explain about the main characters. this isn’t even half of all the lore you gotta know !! but the way i understood the lore with animations was actually watching these minecraft music videos i found in 2020 LMAOOO 😭 if it helped me, it would probably help you too !! i also listened to tons of fnaf songs and looked at the lyrics going in depth of the lore. anyways there’s a lot more resources that can help answer your questions and youtube videos going over animatronic names, the games they’re from, the animatronics that are possessed with dead children, the timeline, the game order, etc. etc. now without further ado, here’s some links 🤍

• five nights at freddy’s full timeline this explains everything from the beginning until the timeline of the recent game of the franchise (security breach).

• the disconnected series by enchanted mob this is the “beggining” where everything happened. it’s a 27 minute “movie” of minecraft music videos together with the lore in order animated for you. also these fnaf songs slap hard asf don’t judge 😭 there’s also some comments under the vid that also give depth about what’s happening and explains some of the fnaf lore for you !! you can read along as you watch

• sister location animation this is also another animation video surrounding the death of elizabeth afton and how michael worked underground at a “sister location” of the pizzeria to undo all his father’s wrongs and forgive himself as well. sl gets talked about a lot because of cutscenes or dialogues revealed to us contributing to the lore compared to the first three games. also, even though this is the fifth game of the franchise, the story is what sets everything off.

i hoped this helped omg