#theforgottenones

[mybroth3rsk33p3rinc]

The Foundation

While talking with my husband, he made a point about the foundation of a thing. Beit a relationship, a new construction, or a church if the foundation has cracks or is weak no matter what or how hard you try to build on it, it will eventually fall. That reminded me to go back to the basics, take care of the foundation. Love, nurture, slowly grow, develop with intention the foundation of a thing.…

[royalduties]

🌈 #theforgottenones #rainbow #amsterdam (en Amsterdam, Netherlands) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxdH94hFReF/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=c88bewojjek0

[nightfuryobsessed]

hi fren :>

:O

Hello~ 

how you doin’? Idk what time it is where you are but I hope you’ve eaten today/tonight (I’m taking care of my friends so I’m in mother mode lol)

[ask-theforgottenone]

So... ah.... Hi.

Now, I am absolute *shit* at explaining myself, so bear with me. I owe each and every one of you a dear, and sincere apology. I can’t make a good excuse for abandoning you all and this page other than life hit me like a speeding semi-truck on an interstate. You’ve all been so lovely to me over the past few years and I have such fond memories of all the adventures we’ve had here. Though those golden times are gone, I come to you all hoping for a second chance at being your friend and chaotic shitposter. This blog used to be dedicated to Darkiplier and his well crafted story. (Thank you Mark for the opportunity of a lifetime.) And though I’d like to continue roleplays and discussions, I think it best that I assume a new role. Perhaps Unus or Annus? Or maybe another alter ego of either? Please leave your thoughts if you have any, and thank you again for everything. I wish you all a lovely life. <3 P.S. I still do art! I take requests and do comissions. Information on that will come at a later date. :)

[ccorsonrock]

An reminder is sometimes all I need. I

Dear America,

I’m pretty sure you don’t know me although you’re probably convinced that you do. You’ve seen me (or someone like me) on the news, in the paper or on a Lifetime tv show. You might have witnessed our tearful airport good-bye or clapped at our reunion. You might spot me by my bumper sticker, license plate or “Red T-shirt on Friday”. It might be my accent or longing for Dunkin Donuts that gives away the fact that I’m not from around here. Another military wife. I’m not just another military wife though. Actually, none of us are.

There are things you don’t know about us. Things that you can’t see in twenty seconds on the news or find in a front page photo. There are things that are hidden in the tearful goodbyes and forgotten in the sweet hellos. I am more than a bumper sticker, a red t-shirt, a northeast accent and a longing for good coffee. We all are and really, I just want you to see that.

We are called the silent ranks but it’s never said why we are silent. I’m here to tell you it’s because we are waiting. We are holding our breath. It’s easy to be silent when you’re afraid to exhale. We wait…on letters, phone calls, emails and homecomings. But there’s more. We wait on training schedules, new commanders, duty rosters and dates for the field. We wait for leave approval and four-day weekends. We wait for dinner or else someone has to eat it cold. We wait for orders, Transportation, dates, and housing. We sometimes have to wait on Christmas, birthday and anniversary celebrations. We wait for phone calls that will always come at the worst possible moments and require you to give up a perfectly wonderful Saturday evening. We wait to see what last-minute changes will happen because we all know there will be some. We wait on life filled with uncertainty. We don’t usually see it that way though. To us, we are loving a military member and couldn’t imagine life any other way.

Next time you see me, or someone just like me, notice me. And softly remind me to stop holding my breath. It might be the first time I’ve remembered to exhale all day.

A reminder of an exhale sometimes is all that I need.

Semper Fidelis, USMC Wife

[pyroleon15]

A blank canvas for now, but I'm excited to tackle adding the details on this costume for #Gilgamesh . Thank you @darkmattercosplay_ for capturing this li'l moment. 🌟🤜🤛👊💪🌟 #Eternals #EternalsPremiere #EternalsWorldPremiere #MCU #Marvel #Gilgamesh #cosplay #Marvel #theforgottenone #Gilgameshcosplay #Marvelcomics #marvellegends #MCUCosplay #Eternals #EternalsCosplay #cosplaywip #Workinprogress #CosplayLife https://www.instagram.com/p/CVVvmMJFIwF/?utm_medium=tumblr

[bitter-ruin-cbs]

Hola, como esta I heard you know some tricks to Mr. Alphonse 😎

“ Better get me drunk before ya start bringing that name into my good and wholesome camper” She says while shoving a bloody knife and some clothes into an overstuffed closet. 

[lunanightingaleart]

ART TRADE~! 

Here’s a precious sad bean for @ask-theforgottenone ~! Hope you enjoy~!

[rebecca-edelmann]

In the studio making more of these and the other three sizes. Had forgotten to put this one on Etsy, so that’s going on now. #theforgottenone #skullplates #skullplate💀 #🖤💀 #handmadeplates #earthenwareplate (at Bristol, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9EZQAtATm3/?igshid=1c8q6wgoz9cgo

[plaguethesaint]

I FUCKING MISS KAY! @ask-theforgottenone

FUCK MAN I HOPE THINGS ARE FUCKING SEPCTACULAR AND YOURE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF

I love u

~Plague and Ash

[thedarkqueen19690]

Wannabe Savages

And what if the shoe was

on the other foot and what

if it was the native americans

was bitching fighting fucking

and up mother earth and

protesting to have people

deported or exiled from the

land that was stolen away

from them because the

Europeans said the native

indians didn't make no

claims to this land or had

no rightful claims to this

land but even though the

native americans welcomed

them with open arms and

then they get slaughtered

and captured and sold into

slavery and then some of

their wives was made into

wives for the men that

slaughtered there native

men and children and then

maybe slaughtering the

women after they used them

for whatever they could

possibly get from them then

what would you do still try

to rock and claim a world

or country or state or nation

that isn't yours to begin with

and never will be because

this is the native americans

rightful home this is their

land just only if the

government will return it

but that will never happen

the Native Americans has

to buy bits and parts of the

land back not nearly what

was theirs so is this right no

it's not but you don't see

native americans out here

fucking up this world or

destroying it while always

throwing up the race card

no you don't but you don't

mind to keep making us feel

unwanted and unseen and

unheard of until you want us

to stick up behind your so

called movement well where

the hell was you at when we

needed you and where was

you at when the white people

stole us away from our families

and changing our names

and changing our clothing

and telling us it's a shame to

be native american just

because the color of our skin

might be light or brown or

even redskin but you see

nothing only what you want

to see and you kill us enslave

us rape us but you will never

get the best of us because we

are the seeds that started

mother earth living and forever

breathing

©thedarkqueen19690

[royalduties]

Hello gorgeous 😉 #theforgottenones #neonlights #whiteonebridal @whiteonebridal (en Madrid, Spain) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bvt18uBlAwm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ek26ed60ikls

[http-anti]

CLOSED ✖

Antisepticeye had always been an unpredictable demon, but learning that he had emotions was a bigger surprise than anything else. He was a mixture of pure angst, pain and sorrow hidden behind a psychotic façade and he seemed to have almost everyone fooled – almost.

It was only there for a split second; the look of pure hatred and anger in his eyes as another mocking “Glitch Bitch” was used. Most saw it as nothing but a harmless joke but to Anti, it certainly wasn’t a term of endearment. They weren’t just turning the name into a joke, they were turning /him/ into a joke. It was slowly driving Anti up the walls and he felt like he was losing respect from everyone.

As a last resort, he turned to the one person he could think of; Darkiplier.

@ask-theforgottenone

[theforgottenones]

After all that we had we act as we had never met.

@theforgottenones

[ask-theforgottenone]

@ask--antisepticeye Thank you for your positivity! I hope you like this!

[krashtheremnant]

~Note from Kay~

I need to take a nap before I die sorry guys! I'll be back soon.