okay so um
hello!! i'm 4LRIGHT0M3NS on twitter!
so basically i'm fed up with twitter/x being the worst website ever and i wanted to try and give tumblr a different go than i initially thought of using it.
idk if micro blogging is like, frown upon on here,, but i guess a more "spontaneous" approach to tumblr can't hurt anyone. if anything i know shitpost exists on this website so hey.
and yeah i'm sorry if my posts make no sense or if i'm not using this website as i should. i'm testing things out, see how it goes.
hugs and kisses<3
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LOOK EVERYONE! My first Minecraft house! 😁 super chuffed with myself 😆 it even has a staircase leading down!!
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I am so new to the Tumblr role-play scene! If anyone wants to give me pointers, please do! Pfft....
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Bi-Han: Life is like Hanzo.
Kuai: Beautiful?
Bi-Han: Short.
Hanzo: >:(
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I know, Fandom, I know. Hanzo is your tall top. But please, his name is Scorpion. Scorpion. This man gives nothing but short and feral energy!
Adding a bit of my personal headcanon/portrait of these three where Bi-Han is the tallest of the bunch while and Hanzo is the shortest! (Kuai is somewhere in the middle, pending more towards tall)
Warming up for the @subscorp-week 💛💙
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Super curious about the role, if any, the hand on Noob’s belt will play in the Khaos Reigns narrative after seeing its in-fight use. (Specifically, the way his shadow becomes inaccessible for the rest of the fight.)
I think a lot of us believe it could be Bi-Han’s hand.
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Willing Well II: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness
Okay so like what if what if - anyway I got enough of the thought out of my brain to focus on the story proper now. Who knows if this will make it into the final cut chapters upon chapters from now but it refused to leave my brain until I got it out.
Tomáš held her in his arms, heart pounding from fear to the realization that they were both fine–they had survived.
And despite himself, and despite everything else, he couldn't help but grin and pull back, looking back at Cassan. "We survived," he said, stating the obvious.
Cassan glanced around, as if to visually confirm what she was sensing. "Yeah, I guess we did," she said. Her smile was less certain, but she still looked and sounded relieved. Her eyes flickered down to his lips then back to meeting his eyes.
Tomáš pulled her close again, their first kiss being anything but what he had expected it to be–as if he had expected there to ever be one in this life. But in the remains of a battlefield–he wasn't sure if that was what Cassan would have wanted, but whether or not it was didn't matter at this point with how tightly she held onto him.
He hadn't been one for romance books. So he didn't know what the feelings they described were supposed to be. Yet Tomáš knew that a pain in his chest wasn't what he was supposed to feel. As his eyes fluttered open, he froze in horror at the shattered vision–as if he was looking through a broken TV screen.
Cassan froze in his arms, her own eyes flying open.
Tomáš felt his fingers twitch and dig into her arms. Then he heard the Enenra let out a piercing howl, as if it had been stabbed.
Tomáš felt a pair of strong hands grab him and he watched a pair of brown hands grab Cassan. They were pried apart, but Tomáš could see in the jagged glass of his new sight show there were Cassans who were not pulled away in time, red washing out the sigh of that world before going black.
He could feel himself shaking as the grip became cold.
"Tomáš," Bi-Han snapped. "Focus–look at me."
Tomáš could barely move as the shaking grew worse. He felt Bi-Han turn him around to face him, and in the blurring sky, Tomáš thought he saw the sky crack further and each bit of glass took on a new color. He could smell blood and rot.
"You idiot," Bi-Han hissed, clutching the back of Tomáš's neck with one hand and shoulder with the other. "You didn't think you could keep that thing in check, did you?" Fear pinched his voice.
Tomáš swallowed.
"It–if I kept the rest of it from you, then" his voice was growing raspier and the Enenra was beginning to weaken. He could feel something else start to fill the cracks the Enenra once filled.
Bi-Han's eyes widened in horror. "You idiot," he said again, but with less anger. "If you won't give it up, then I'm taking it from you."
Written to "Willing Well II: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness" by Coheed and Cambria
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Going to try quilting for the first time. Bought the kit on vacation. Needs to be ironed down now, but I'm scared it'll shift.
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Meet Raina Norwood for @sinfulwunders's BC!
Raina Norwood
Occult : drow
Age: 25 years old
Sexuality : pansexual
Pronouns : She/her
Traits : Loyal - Music Lover - Self Assured
Aspiration : Musical Genius
Backstory
Raina Norwood is descended from generations upon generations of dark elves otherwise referred to as drows. Since she was tiny Raina understood that the evil things her family did to others wasn't something she would ever be capable of. In a way she was different from them. In other ways, she was exactly the same as them. So in order to not lose herself, when she turned sixteen years old, she run away and never looked back. Since she left her family at such a young age Raina has found support in others and dreams of someday creating a family that she can truly call her own.
Random Facts about Raina
You can rarely catch her not singing
Her love language is physical touch
She hates holiday music with a passion
She acts tough but is scared of the dark
Her favorite food is sushi
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