Mel: (over the phone) “Someone named Bob”
Bucky: (looking at the others) “Bob?”
Yelena, Alexei, Walker & Ava: (in unison) “Bob!”
you will never understand unless you watch Thunderbolts* how fucking hilarious this scene was.
— Thunderbolts*
Eryn grabbed Phantom's arm, tugging it and making him look at her.
"You said spirits can't die twice... did you lie? No, no. You didn't. They're fine, right? Tell me. TELL ME YOU WERE TELLING THE TRUTH! TELL ME I DIDN'T KILL THEM!" She yells, before being knocked straight to the ground, head slamming against the bar. It feels like the guilt is a physical entity, wreathing around her as she struggles to push Natemare off of her, her shoulder screaming in protest with the slightest movement. Blood drips into her eyes, and she swipes at her face, trying to clear her vision. Her whole face is bloody, she's sure.
( @the-original-red-devil )
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'..."
OK, SCROLLING THROUGH THIS WHOLE ACCOUNT NOW. I HIT THE JACKPOT OF NATEMARE CONTENT.
Anonymous asked: We like it cause it’s catchy. Isn’t that why people like songs?
You could say that, sure. Sure, songs can be catchy and have a lasting impact on its listeners. But you can always dig a little deeper into it. Find out what makes it unique. My songs have always been made out of anger. Frustration. Rage. Sadness. But, they’ve always been made to be catchy to the human ear. Why? For two reasons. One: for you to understand at least a bit of what I feel. And two: to lure you straight to me. And considering how many people have fallen for my songs… I’d say I’ve succeeded.
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ATTORNEY SWEEP!!!
The District Attorney is by @jacksepticeye-simp
Elena is by @stardrop9
Summary: You love your partner. You would do anything for her. Wouldn't you?
TWs: Major character death & a bit of gore. This probably isn't a very healthy relationship so beware.
Pairing(s): Fem! Darkiplier x Gender Neutral Reader
Author Note: This is very poorly written cause it was kinda just a passing midnight thought where I just happened to have access to my laptop. Also, I don't encourage any toxic implications of shit like this in real life, my intention was not to glorify or romanticize toxic relationships IRL, This is just supposed to be a horror fic. This is kinda the darkest thing I've written so far, which doesn't really say a lot of interesting stuff about me.
Okay no fic here cause I felt like tumblrs moderation may not like it much, so if you wanna read it, here's the ao3 link to it:
Heart
OOC || I feel like Eryn would bite @leaveyoumangled if her hands were free right now. Full on CHOMP
ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.
MY HEART IS BROKEN WHAT
cold frozen heart
I wrote a fanfic (god help me) and put it on ao3 under the handle Acetheaverage8, so if you guys wanna check it out, go ahead. Make sure to read the first one, though: Make No Mistake, I'll Break You Down and the tumblr fic it was based off, "Let's Fix That With A Controlled Shock" by the lovely @th3w00ds
Happy reading!
HUH
Antisepticeye turns 10 next year omg....
she/they || pfp image credit goes to catcrumb, check their silly stuff out
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