(Evil Laugh)

BEST SATURDAY EVER OH MY GODDDDDDDDDD @autisticskeleton-s

i'm honored Kess, you're super cool :D

hey guys?

thank you. genuinely, thank you for just being here. every time someone interacts with something i've done it makes me smile knowing somebody took the time to notice my bullshit

to the handful of you that are entertaining my dumb ass with RP plots on my sideblog--

y'all are a whole new reason to wake up every day, and as stupid and cringe as it may sound from a random weirdo on the internet, i love you guys

thank you for being around to observe my shenanigans <3

My dumbass forgot to share the playlist for Eryn 😭

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0DaAi5rmELBcInoWUUwHQn?si=-tJMHOnrTm6pW9CENEtAsA&pi=MhZhe6eaSm2RR

Eryn was, in fact, not fine.

Eryn sits down, not saying a single word. Her head is killing her, almost like a migraine coming on. She looks at the four kids and Natemare nervously, and she bites the inside of her cheek hard enough for it to start bleeding.

Not even close to a portion of what they went through or what you did to Natemare.

The words echo through her head, but she shoves that voice those thoughts away. What the fuck is going on with her? She'll listen to and go along with whatever they have to say or do, and she won't say a single word or make a single move. Its their turn.

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

What the fuck??? 87 hits in less than an hour?? I guess I underestimated how feral this fandom is for content 😭 I'm going to write something else Thunderbolts* related soon, don't worry

Here’s a lil sketch of Dark being pissed at the viewer..I finished this 10 minutes before going into a exam..

(I tried doing this quick to see how it would look,and it’s not too bad)

HAHAHAHAH

"Hey what day is it gonna be tomorrow?"

Wilford Warfstache:

I had this scheduled for some reason please don't block or unfollow me for being unfunny 🙏🙏

Hello? Tf is this, Tumblr? We have a filter for a reason. No need to go all crazy crackdown on us.

( @notyourglitchbitch ngl I giggled a bit but then got miffed, like hoe, why are you censored???)

I'm going to get past 2000 listens. (No, I don't have a problem, what do you mean? I'm completely normal, not hyperfixated on Natemare at all /silly)