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[brainrotcharacters]

Inversion spoilers!

I always pictured the inversion site to be a colosseum. Coliseum. The arena. You know which one.

Lovely and Vincent were at the upper boxes at the start. When they got separated, Vincent found Lovely at the rubbles of the ground floor.

David and Asher stood sentry at the main entryway and they could feel the vibrations of thousand footfalls on the seats and stairs as everybody tried to rush out. While the shades were hot on everyone's heels.

When Gavin put up his shield, he and Freelancer were at the outskirts of the arena. His shield was dome shaped to serve as a covering over however much of the arena he was able to protect from shades.

[atherflame-theconcubus]

(this is a rework of my original pinned post)

Hello Tumblr, my name is ather and after having come to this app since I’ve kind of always wanted to come here, always hated Twitter, and I was on this app via the website before I made a Twitter account so at the time I made this account I had a vague understanding of Tumblr culture via my brief experiences as a young teenager and OzMedia.

This post will 100% be updated at a later point in time because right now I cannot list all the fandoms I’m in but I will list a few

Fnaf (the first one I joined)

Undertale (& the AUs)

Baldis basics

Glitter force/precure

The DCA fandom

Gacha life (debating on whether I should leave)

Smiling critters

Minecraft

Cult of the lamb

Garten of banban

Sanders sides

Island of the slaughtered

Dandy’s world

As of making this post, I am 19 years old, & I’m an Agender biromantic asexual. I have autism and ADHD.

I like drawing and coming up with alternate universes, so just a heads up there

AUs I have created so far (this will be edited as time goes on to include older ones and new ones when I come up with them):

*if there isn’t any color, you can’t really find them on Tumblr yet

** I should clarify that some of my sun and moon show AU were submitted anonymously to dca prompts.. these were created before I joined the fandom.

Important. Please read!

SAMS:

#Bloodless passion au

#Swap shuffle au

#Dad eclipse au

#actor au (name pending)

#mer reincarnation (mermay au)

#bloodlets au (inspired by potatotato-26’s droplets AU)

#the clipse brothers au

#editor l & e au

#eclipse mystery dungeon au

#Magical boy blood moon

#papa sun & kid bloodmoon au (name pending)

Dca:

#Aquarium au

#harpy au

#siren sun human moon au

#scarlet scales au (Mermay au)

FNAF:

#into the dream plex

#This one doesn’t have a name yet.

DANDY’S WORLD:

Unnamed au

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If any of you want, here’s a link to my old pinned post (practically the first one I made)

I also have an AO3 tumblr account that was made in may.

One of my side, blogs, specifically for sending my mutuals cat pictures

My first ask blog.

[kanabiveil]

no fancy icons yet as i am on mobile still (about to take the forbidden devils nap i will regret)….. but please like for a starter! no cap yet!

[musezieren]

Bhaal: You know, for a guy who just never got over being a slave and now over compensates you really are full of yourself Bane: Oh, fuck off you little bitch Bhaal: Just saying, is that the reason you made some ex-slave and whore your Chosen? Bane: hA... HAHA... Oh you fucking piece of shit... you know what? I'll go and give my blessing for his dumb romance with your kid! Bhaal: IT'S NO ROMANCE Bane: Oh, it is! Ha, I'll fucking give him a raise... maybe another pet Beholder or something for every time he makes your kid moan like a bitch Bhaal: My child will slaughter him, fuck that dumb plan... Bane: :) Okay, whatever... If you do I'll go fuck them myself hahaHA like the time I stole one of your cults, remember? Bhaal: I'LL END YOU Bane: Try it :P Myrkul: Why... why am I in this chat?

[sceyth]

  ➖ for @kinomorebi ,

his steps were quiet, quieter as she came into view, quieter as he neared. all of him almost darkness, black boots almost as black as his shadow, his body almost lost to the absence of light he left in his wake. it bloomed in his chest the closer she was. desire. a flower that festered like fungus and fed on his marrow. the more of himself he gave to that feeling, the more it gave back. had he walked the few inches left to reach her, or crossed it through air?

some sudden fear flashed hot in his mind. a fear that seared so intensely, it cauterized itself. a sudden ache in his temple, as if the place of a flesh wound forced close. 

he put a hand on her shoulder—"boo."

[blondreapr]

⸻ ❝ Grim Reapers must remain neutral between God and humans. they are strictly forbidden from intervening in or influencing human affairs. Their principal job is to check each dying soul's Cinematic Record, or kaleidoscope of memories, one by one, to determine whether they deserve to die. ❞

↳ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 is portraying &. writing as 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐃 from the KUROSHITSUJI ( black butler ) franchise. this character is an original concept. this blog supports multi-fandom, multi-verse &. au writing.

navigation links ~ ! ⸻ * about . * rules . * ask memes . * carrd .

⸻ ❝ 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 .

𝐈 . any transphobia will result in a block. this includes racism, homophobia, antisemitism, and any sort of other discrimination against minorities. be a generally courteous person, not an ignorant loudly proclaiming prejudice.

𝐈𝐈 . activity is sparse. real life comes first. with that in mind, be aware my silence is due from external means. tumblr writing is not my obligation, it is a side project and/or hobby.

𝐈𝐈𝐈 . i openly ship. if i have an idea for romantic chemistry, i may reference it. however, i will not push it upon another, nor would i appreciate others pushing their characters onto me.

𝐈𝐕 . no, you are not spamming my inbox. always send prompts or memes. i wholeheartedly welcome it. so long as there is no anonymous hate sent, my inbox is open to all.

𝐕 . i am an adult. i presume most of my followers are. please act your age; any drama, vague-posting, will result in an instantaneous block. this isn't twitter, you're not a vigilante seeking justice. resolve your issues privately.

[destiniesfated]

+ @tragidies ( soulmate au )

the world makes more sense when you’ve found your soulmate, that’s what he’s heard anyway. he’s not sure why things are the way that they are, or why his soulmate is picked at the hands of the universe, or the gods, whoever it may be. he hoped for a while that it would be noctis, if not because of his crush on the man then maybe just because that was his only friend. he'd sat for hours, for as long as he could remember, pining over the other. praying to the gods that whatever his fate may be, that he'd end up with him someway, somehow. but when the words appear on his skin long after he’s come in contact with him, he knows it can’t possibly be. and gods, how he'd waited each day for those words to appear -- for them to match anything the other had said to him; so he could cling to whatever hope he'd had left.

prompto isn’t really well versed in soulmate stuff, never took the time to learn more about it. he’s not sure how it works, but he’s been paying close attention to who says what to him. ever since he'd spent hours inspecting every inch of skin after meeting noctis to make sure that it couldn't possibly be him -- he'd took it upon himself to go out of his way to introduce himself to every person he possibly could. then he'd go home and do his routine inspection, only to be left markless. until the day finally came where the words appeared, a sure indicator that he'd be meething this soulmate relatively soon. pleased to make your acquaintance. he traces his finger over the words marked along his skin, soft sigh falling from his lips. this couldn’t be just anyone, could it ? no, surely it was someone prompto would know when they met. though, he tries not to think too much about it as he walks through the citadel with noctis, only stopping once they reach the kitchen to grab breakfast after training. ❛ ‘sup, man ? ❜ prompto hums, offering ignis a warm smile when their eyes meet. he'd learned a lot about ignis over the time him and noctis had spent together, and secretly he'd been jealous of the man for how much time he really got to spend with the prince. ❛ what's cookin', good lookin' ? ❜

[pentaghest]

❛ what are you looking at? ❜

CASSANDRA WAS NOT BLIND, NOR A DUNCE. She could admit to herself that Kassandra was an imposing, yes, but very conventionally attractive woman. Tall, statuesque, almost, hard muscle from years of labour with long hair and olive skin. Her appearance was one of a warrior, which was admirable, but what impressed the Seeker the most was the strength behind it.

She had felt that strength in the chasm herself. The kiss replayed in her mind like a recording; lips pressing against one another as if they were warring, passionate enemies instead of reluctant allies. It had been badgering her ever since, lurking around the corner of every thought that she had. It was especially insistent now under the hot Hinterland sun. It was a rare moment of rest in camp, the Seeker lounging under a tree in the shade. She had been observing the other warrior train with interest, noting the bizarre style in which she fought. It wasn't until the heat began creeping up on them that the problems began: Kassandra, smashing another training dummy, the hard lines of her muscle glistening with sweat in the sun.

Cassandra hadn't realized she had been staring until the other woman had called her out. She blinked in confusion, momentarily speechless, before offering a delayed response. "... What?" She asked. Kassandra's question hung in the air for an awkward moment. The Seeker cleared her throat.

"My apologies, I had simply noticed—" Cassandra paused, parsing her words, sifting for something to say besides I had noticed how you look in the sunlight. "... Well, I was wondering—where did you learn to fight? I have never seen a style such as yours."

[snagorre]

“ Hi. ” :)

[multimusinqs]

does my blog show up as mature for anyone?

[paradisals]

callahan & odette // @seraphicists​​

there   are   very   few   things   in   this   world   that   callahan   felt   truly   passionate   about.   not   I’m   a   cynical   I   hate   everything   type   of   way   because   he   enjoyed   most   things   life   had   to   offer,   but   real   passion   was   rare.   he   was   passionate   about   claudia   and   riley,   soccer   and   now   his   secret   relationship   with   his   coach’s   daughter.   everyone   who   met   callahan   assumed   the   guy   had   his   whole   life   together.   he   seems   confident   on   the   outside   but   the   truth   is,   he   never   really   felt   sure   of   himself.   meeting   odette   at   this   certain   time   in   his   life   truly   felt   like   fate   for   the   athlete.

practice   had   ended   about   an   hour   ago   and   everyone   had   already   left   for   the   day.   callahan   stayed   behind   to   kick   the   ball   around   and   practice   some   kicks.   he   was   pleasantly   surprised   when   he   saw   a   familiar   figure   walking   towards   him   on   the   field.   a   boyish   grin   he   didn’t   even��  try   to   hide   occupied   his   sharp   features.   he   had   to   be   careful   however   because   he   wasn’t   sure   if   his   coach   was   following   behind.   “   what   are   you   doing   here ?”   he   couldn’t   hide   the   excitement   in   his   tone   and   he   had   hoped   that   if   coach   was   here   that   he   didn’t   hear   callahan’s   blatant   excitement   over   seeing   odette.

[frcstdfae]

His sister being out of his life for so long felt like a stab in the chest. She had missed so much since getting out of rehab and then bouncing away to wherever the wind took her. So to see her back again, standing in front of him as if she had never left. “Mai, hey,” he spoke quietly, shuffling from one foot to the other before he was opening his arms for her. The last few weeks having been hard on him, sending him down a path he didn’t want to go down again. “Thank you for coming when I called,” he whispered quietly. “I didn’t know if you’d be able to.”

@smvkedd

[aa-carnivorousfatality]

I will say. Carnage CAN get possessive.

Do with that what you will.

[br1ghtestbulb]

i feel like the major difference between the pair after their electro accidents is that max feels it is something he has become and francine feels like it is something that was done to her

[zeninot]

what enlightenment does to a mf

[amputeer]

i took a nap but . . . dylan loses his hand and has to walk it off for a couple hours, can't really stop &. fully process the shock or the reality, and then he winds up alone with one person that he doesn't have to waste energy trying to impress and doesn't have to worry about being judged by, and one of the first trains of thought available to him is the very real and very scary possibility that this life - changing injury is gonna make him less socially appealing, less romantically wanted . . . dylan the man that you areeeeeeeeeee