#samanthera

[kiat-b-saguru]

Made my own little horror rpg chibi set :>

[susie-dreemurr]

I’m glad to see Samanthera/ Aki bringing in the “insane and uncaring protagonist lesbian” representation.

[tempest-toss]

Seven examines the paper out of Four's printer.

"The 69th class of Brunshire Academy for the Anomalously Gifted.

Alec Corbin Kierra Fern Demetrius Payne Delling Payne Geordi Applegate Mario Westminster Leanne Gray Samanthera Plume Vigo Mystery Rebekah Lorainne Bryant Ryder Clara Mystery Melody Mystery Xhosa Zeldes Shelby Underwood Ozzie Mystery"

One the back lies a written message.

"You will see them soon"

[italian-love-cake]

Did anyone else feel nostalgic when @markiplier said "Samanthera" during the Chook & Sosig demo? ❤

[aceofwonders]

title: bloody survival (segment of my original story, heaven’s tears) words: 1.6k  tw: blood 

    Taherah awoke with a start, only having moments to discern the figure looming over her, the moonlight glinting off the blade in their hand. Instinctually rolling off the bed, she avoided the dagger that now stabbed into her cashmere sheets where her heart would have been. She grabbed the sword she kept underneath her bed and turned to face her attacker. She preferred the bow but she could make do with a blade.

   Taherah wasn’t exactly surprised to be awoken in such a way. This was most likely the work of her cousin, Devika. She had made attempts on her life already. Her endeavors were almost laughable. The poison was easily avoided due to Taherah’s paranoia. And there was the fiasco with the hunting tigers “accidentally” getting loose while Taherah was in the stables. Devika must have starved the animals for them to have attacked so ferociously. Poor things. Taherah had felt bad for killing them. She would feel no such guilt for her current attacker.

    Taherah shifted on her feet, backing away from the figure who stood on the other side of her bed. Twirling her weapon in one hand she assessed her opponent. They wore dark clothes and they were masked making it impossible to discern who they might be. They did seem taken aback from Taherah’s sudden movements and for a moment she thought they might flee. But they leapt over the bed with vicious speed, dagger raised. Taherah twirled out of the way, raising her sword to block the next attack. The clink of blades meeting was the only sound in the dark room for a few moments, as Taherah dodged and blocked their repeated attacks.

    Her opponent suddenly charged at her with an unexpected swiftness. She moved her blade between her and the attacker but wasn’t quite fast enough. They barreled into her and knocked her to the ground. She felt her sword fall from her grasp and it clattered across the marble floor as the assailant loomed over her. Without thinking she threw a punch toward their face making contact. They reeled back for only a second but it was enough for Taherah to crawl to her feet. Her eyes darted for her sword but her attacker quickly stepped between her and her weapon. They cursed under their breath, their voice muffled behind the mask, before raising the dagger.

#

Taherah slowly backed up toward the glass door at the other side of the room, keeping an eye on her opponent. Maybe if she could get onto the balcony she could escape them? Before she could think on it more her attacker charged. Taherah waited until they got close then grabbed the door handle behind her. Opening the glass door and stepping onto the balcony, Taherah caused her assailant to careen past her. Their momentum taking them to nearly the other side of the balcony.

    Taherah didn’t pause. Her attacker was still teetering and disoriented as they turned around. She charged at them and leapt into the air, landing a kick into their chest. Taherah gracefully landed on her feet as her opponent fell backwards over the railing. A moment later came the crack of their body hitting the ground below. Taherah frowned as she looked down at the pathetic excuse of an assassin. Their body was crumpled and unmoving, dark liquid slowly oozing onto the stone pavement beneath it.

#

   Taherah shook her head and turned away. Her cousin’s attempts to take her life were understandable. The queen was fading fast and would be dead any day now. Devika was quickly running out of time to take out Taherah so she could assume her place as heir. However, these political games grew aggravating. She wished her cousin would at least face her in combat herself. Instead of all these pitiful attempts of orchestrating “accidents” and sending useless assassins.

   Storming back into her room, Taherah threw open the doors to her closest and pulled out her armor, quickly donning it. She threw a quiver of arrows over her shoulder and sheathed her sword. She glanced at herself in the mirror on the back wall of the closest. The shine of her orange eyes reflected in the moonlight. Pulling her very long dark hair up, she quickly pinned it in place, leaving her long pointed ears visible. Finally she grabbed her longbow and headed out onto the balcony without a sound. She was done waiting around to be attacked. She would take the fight to Devika.

#

   Taherah climbed the trellis full of deep red and purple flowers to the roof. Her hands came away pricked and bleeding from the thorns but she ignored that. She silently traversed the roofs of the palace hearing a faint commotion in the distance. The noise came from behind her. Someone must have found the dead assassin. She shook her head and continued making her way up and around the tall towers and domes.

   Taherah had spent many a night on these roofs. It was an attempt to get away from everything and just think with only the sky and herself to worry about. That was when she was younger and she could afford to avoid the politics. She was very much immersed in that now. The thought made her chuckle as she approached the area above Devika’s quarters. She slowed and listened as she reached the edge of the roof.

    The sounds of movement echoed and light shone out of the open doors onto the balcony below. Someone was awake and moving about, but was it Devika? Taherah waited a moment longer and heard more of what sounded like pacing and the subtle chink of metal armor. She smiled at the fact that Devika might be armored and ready. A fair fight would be more enjoyable.

#

   Taherah deftly dropped to the balcony and nocked an arrow. She smirked seeing her cousin within the room. She was indeed in full armor and had two swords at her sides. Taherah had not landed silently and Devika turned on her immediately, her eyes hard.

   “You are awfully terrible at this dear cousin.” Taherah purred, keeping her eyes on Devika, who merely scowled in response. “Maybe you should try yourself instead of sending useless underlings.”

    Devika drew both of her blades without a word. Taherah let the arrow loose, it finding purchase in her cousin’s shoulder in between plates of armor. Devika grunted from the impact and then charged, letting out a guttural yell. Taherah held her ground shooting another arrow. This time landing it in Devika’s leg. Though it did not slow her down as much as Taherah would have liked. With a sigh she threw down her bow and drew her sword.

     Taherah managed to block one of the blades with her own but the other slashed across her left arm. Luckily, her armor took the brunt of the blow. Still she hissed at the pain and quickly spun around stopping behind Devika, readying for the next attack. Her cousin twirled to face her, spinning both swords in her hands. Taherah watched carefully, trying to be aware of both of her opponent’s blades at once.

#

    Devika charged again, attacking with one blade and then spinning to attack with the other. Taherah dodged the first and blocked the second. The force of the swords meeting pushing her back into the room, her feet unsteady for a moment. Devika didn’t hesitate and surged forward. Taherah stepped to the side swiftly, leaving Devika to crash into a side table. A vase fell and shattered on the floor, one of Devika’s swords clattering to the ground on top of the shards of porcelain. Taherah swung at her cousin, slashing her across the back. She was armored but blood still sprayed from the wound.

    Devika spun around violently, screaming in pure rage. Taherah backed away avoiding the wild swing of her sword. Her cousin’s black hair had started to fall out of her intricate bun she had it in. The crazed look in her eyes made Taherah pause. For only but a second, but it was enough to spell her doom. Devika surged forward and slashed at her arms, making contact and causing Taherah to drop her sword. The panic rose up in her throat as the relentless attacks continued. She jumped back barely dodging a swing of the blade that would have grazed her chest.

#

    Taherah glanced desperately around the room for anything to use as a weapon. The only thing she was close to was the bed. Nothing but a mountain of soft white fabrics. Devika screamed and barreled toward her. Taherah instinctually put her hands up to shield herself. She got knocked onto the bed from the force. Her cousin moved to shove her sword down on her throat. Throwing her hands up, Taherah stopped the blade. She screamed as it cut into her palms and the blood oozed out and dripped onto her face. Devika placed a foot onto the bed and kept pushing her sword toward her. The pain was searing. They were both screaming now, the sound echoing around the marble walls. The loud crack of doors slamming open joined the cacophony.

    “Stop!” A woman yelled as she entered the room. Taherah dared a glance at the door and saw several palace guards storming into the room. The woman continued, shouting, “Queen Indra has passed on!” Taherah felt the pressure of the blade on her hands lessen slightly at those words. “Taherah Samanthera has ascended to the throne!” The silence that fell over the room only lasted a moment before Devika launched herself away from the bed and let out howl of defeat, throwing her bloodied sword across the room. It smashed into a mirror causing broken glass to crash against the floor.

   Taherah laid their on the bed, the intense pain throbbing through her hands and arms. Her blood sinking into the soft sheets, staining them crimson. She let out a low laugh and grinned. She survived. She was queen. Now she was untouchable.

[thinksthatit-sbesttonotlookback]

Brothers’ Destiny Book Character Tag!

         Hello! Because of the seemingly lack of book and book character tags on the internet, I decided to create my own! This one is a book character tag based off the unlikely group of 26 heroes in my WIP The Brothers’ Destiny. 

        The way this works is that each character is their own prompt, and you must supply a character and their respective book for each prompt [Ex. Prompt: “Name a character you hate to love” Answer: Luke Castellan from Percy jackson and the Lightning Thief.]

         To make this interesting, your answers can only be from books that you have read (and as a bonus, give us your explanation/background on why you picked them.) And as any good tag, make sure you tag at least two (2) people after completing it. Have fun!

[I tag @calamariscorpion @adhdo5 and  @reverend-pootis ]

                                                   Prompts!

Arnie the Arsonist

  Burns come in several ways, and one of them is verbally. Name a character that dished out some sick burns!

a. 

Balthazar the Bashful 

  Not all characters take compliments with a shrug of their shoulders. Name a character that starts blushing when praised.

b. 

Carli the Cruel

  People aren’t always going to be nice to you. Name a character who did horrible and despicable things.

c. 

Danni the Dazzling

  Some people are practically made for the spotlight! Name a character that practically sparkles by how over-the-top they are.

d. 

Erno the Egocentric

  Some people just won’t shut up about themselves. Name a character that believes/acts like they are the central point of the world.

e. 

Falolo the Friendly

  While hard to grasp nowadays, there are people looking for a friend. Name a character that gets along with practically everyone.

f. 

Gala the Grisly

  Depending on the circumstances, some people might become very afraid about something small. Name a character that experienced something scarring.

g. 

Holly the Hopeful

  Few people are described as beacons in the night. Name a character that just radiates hope and positivity!

h. 

Iggy the Insane

        Some people are described as being short of a few marbles. Name a character that is absolutely crazy!

I. 

Joey the Jovial   

    We all need a good laugh in these times. Name a character that cracks really good jokes.

j. 

Kaitlynn the Killer

        Some people are described as being “without feeling.” Name a character that isn’t afraid or worried about taking someone else’s life.

k. 

Lillian the Loving

        Everyone deserves a mother figure in their life. Name a character that tends to act very parental (Can’t pick someone that’s also a parent)

l. 

Malcolm the Malicious

    Some people just want to watch you writhe, but those people may hide secrets. Name a character that’s mean, yet hides a positive secret/is secretly nice to others.

m. 

Neall the New

   Everyone is a newbie at some point or another. Name a character that is thrust into a new environment/situation.

n. 

Olive the Outcast

        You can’t always correctly assume based on only a tidbit of information. Name a character that is often accused or labeled as something they’re not

o. 

Persephone the Polite

        Unfortunately, people tend to be fake and spiteful, especially if they want something from you. Name a character that is petty and/or fake.

p. 

Quillon the Quitter

        It’s natural to give up at least something at least once, hopefully it’s not with your friends. Name a character that leaves their group of friends/gives up on something important.

q. 

Ratmir the Radiant

        Some people shine bright! Name a character that practically illuminates the room when they enter.

r. 

Samanthera the Sick

        Even superheroes and protagonists get sick. Name a character that spends most of the story sick.

s. 

Tillda the Timid

        Everyone at some point in their life was shy. Name a character that likes to avoid meeting new people/large gatherings.

t. 

Umberto the Unreliable

        It’s getting really hard to trust people nowadays. Name a character that is hard to believe.

u. 

Vadim the Valiant

        We can’t get everything in hero, as much as it pains us to say it. Name a character that is a great hero, but tends to be oblivious to other subjects.

v. 

Wanda the Weak

        Not all heroes have to be strong. Name a character that triumphed despite their disadvantages/weaknesses.

w. 

Xhosa the Xenodochial

    Some people have no problem at all talking to people that they don’t know. Name a character that is perfectly fine talking to people they don’t know.

x. 

Yacoub the Yandere

     Sometimes people don’t understand that others can defend themselves. Name a character that is overprotective.

y. 

Zahara the Zippy

   Sometimes people go by so fast that your head spins! Name a character that either talks fast, is fast, or dies fast.

z. 

    And with that, you have successfully completed the challenge! If you want more things like these, please let me know :) Stay Mysterious!

[maphatingcharacteroftheday]

People: *write rape/pedo/incest porn* Us: uhhh maybe??? Dont???? People: eXCUSE ME SAMANTHERA I AM A V I C TI M AND THIS IS HOMOPHOBIC I-

tbh tbh tbh

[palm-top-tiger99]

Thank you @markiplier to this day, every time I see the name Samantha, I immediately read it as “samanthera”

[haectemporasunt]

Nickelback the waltzing clown looked down at his bloody hands. “Samanthera, I don t know if i can restrain my  . . . hunger for you,” he said, and licked his raw red lips w his long slender tongue. “I can smell you, and you smell… delightful.” He juggled towards her sensually.

--please donate to my erotic monster clown novel kickstarter, i truly feel like i can make a lot of money and also write a fantastic amount of bad fiction, because we All know this is the next big thing

there /will/ be sensual nose honking

[rogue-of-broken-time]

Reblog with your name suggestion for @markiplier's new van

I vote for Samanthera.

[browneyedpsycho]

I like traditional names, so call her Samanthera!

@markiplier

[susie-dreemurr]

SAMANTHERA HAS RED EYES????

[smoliboops]

so, technically, the first video that got me subscribed to mark was a collab he did in february of 2014. however, i didn’t really start watching til december of that year. i liked the witch’s house and pewd’s playthrough of corpse party, so when mark started to play Misao, i decided to check it out. even though it was less scary and more funny (that telephone death in part 3 was hilarious lol), i still really enjoyed this series ^-^ (and i lowkey hope that maybe mark can play another horror jrpg when he get’s a chance)

and btw, what really sold me on this were Samanthera and Isabelonker. man i loved them lol

[kodachromantic]

tagged by: @trinitydrawing

rules: Answer the questions, and tag 20 blogs you want to know better.

nicknames: Sam, Sami, Samanthera, Samanta, Samanther, *my last name*, and of course all the ones that i make up for myself because no one loves me


star sign: Aries !! Though, with Ophiuchus becoming the 13th star sign, now it’s Pisces? No one even follows the 13 Horoscope sO ARIES

height: 5′5.5″ ( i’m very proud of that, mind you ) ( also that was a while ago so i might have grown hopefully !! )


time right now: 5:05 pm


last thing you googled: “how to write height” ( shut the fuck up bully i forgot )


fave music artist: uuUUMMM ,,, tbh i mostly listen to musicals, not “legitmate” songs, you know? I like Lin-Manuel Miranda! He’s the guy who wrote Hamilton and In The Heights ( among other things that I love )!


song stuck in my head: dude i like constantly have 50 songs stuck in my head...uhh...Meant To Be Yours ( Heathers ), Dead Girl Walking ( Heathers ), Helpless ( Hamilton ), Hurricane ( Hamilton )


last movie I watched: Heathers


last tv show i watched: Star vs. The Forces Of Evil


what I’m wearing right now: Pajamas...whoops

when did I create this blog: I can’t find the exact date, but from what I remember, I’m pretty sure that it was April ( 30th ? ) 2013. Or maybe that was DeviantART who knows ???

the kind of stuff I post: garbage Memes ( weird ones ), Gravity Falls, Rick and Morty, I should probably upload more Steven Universe but yanno, More memes, uh...yeah...i’m kind of a sad person, ya feel?

do i get asks regularly: nO BUT I SURE AS FUCK WOULD LIKE TO

why did I choose my url: You know those Icebreaker games where everyone in the class/club goes around and shares an adjective and their name ( ex : Nice Nancy, Jolly Jim, Depressed Derek, etc. ) ? Well, at first, I would always go to Stupid Sami. But since being self-deprecating gives off “bad vibes” and “could send me to guidance,” I then chose Silly Sami. I liked the sound of it, hated the username I had at the time ( it was for my whole family ), I switched it to the username you know today!


gender: I’m a cis girl! At least, I’m pretty sure...I haven’t had many thoughts of anything else, so...goil it is !!!!

hogwarts house: bitch i don’t read happy dooter and i tried taking a quiz but nothing made sense so the Butthole House are you happy ??

pokemon team: INSTINCT REPRESENT

favorite color: Purple/Pink. I can’t decide between those two!

average hours of sleep: hAHHHH...not enough.


lucky number: 8


favorite character: Pacifica Northwest ( Gravity Falls ), Dipper Pines ( Gravity Falls ), Princess Peach Toadstool ( Super Mario ), Star Butterfly ( Star vs. The Forces Of Evil ), Amethyst ( Steven Universe ), and probably a bunch of others...dang i guess i like blonde characters ??? oH YEAH CARLA MCCORKLE ( Gravity Falls ) SHIT FUCK TITTY

dream job: Anything within the animation field ( storyboarding, animating, writing, voice acting, the whole shebang! ).


number of blankets I sleep with:
 Just 1! I usually curl into myself as well because I’m cold :,,c

# of followers: 112, currently! And I appreciate them all dearly!

I’m tagging: your mother’s coworker’s dog’s chewed up bone that’s buried in a really hard to reach spot...oh also you if you want to do this !!

[eikiji]

My little half-demon school girl got sad about her past life at a festival while wearing a dragon costume. That is a weird, yet factual sentence.

[haectemporasunt]

psygull replied to your post “psygull replied to your post “Nickelback the waltzing clown looked...”

Please dont (please do)

Samanthera looked down at her sweet purring clown lover as he dislocated his jaw and began to thrust her feet into his distended maw. “Oh Nickelback,” she whispered, and trembled as his hot wet tongue curled around her ankle and began pulling her in, “who knew that I, a kind but quirky and socially unpopular and clumsy girl, would end up here, about to be sensually swallowed by my monster clown boyfriend? I admit I kinda dig the feeling of your throat meat as you swallow me deeper into you.”

Nickelback the evil clown monster said something but his mouth was full so no one knows what he said, not even Samanthera, and she was, like, /in/ there, so if anyone could have figured out what Nickelback said it would have been her. Anyway, he vored her into his clown belly and it is  v e r y erotic in there. Like a McDonalds playplace but organ themed.