#Mod Sin

[fire-sin-cats]

[thekindisco]

ID Pack for Pest (Regretavator)

names:

(names:)

masc: hotaru, Cicero, locust.

femme: cho, deborra, ladybug.

neutral: bug, cicada, blox, cricket.

pronouns:

bug/bugs, blox/bloxs or blox/bloxy, guest/guests, pest/pests.

gender (off lgbt wiki):

Robloxgender, Buggender, Beetlegender, Guestbloxic.

hope you enjoy! -mod sin

[internetc00kie]

Clear Transparent Shell PSP 3000

[gio-goose]

Oomf says he looks like a goth pirate Kdhgdkhg at least he looks kinda goth then HAIUAGAKHG

[officialzevran]

[guiltygearplayernames]

forgot I had this glorious screenshot

[lotf-secret-santa]

I’ve given it a few days but it looks like I won’t be getting a lotf secret Santa from whoever got me. I was the one who made those rogermon moodboards but I don’t believe I got anything in return :(

I’d love either some Jack or Simon angst (especially Simon speaking to the beast or Jack reflecting post-island), or if that’s too hard or heavy then something to do with the conch would be awesome, maybe when it was destroyed or somethin :D

Either one works and idc if it’s a drawing, fanfic, or moodboard, just do whatever ya feel like lol

Sorry for the trouble but thank you for hosting a great secret Santa :D

i'm Sorry 2 hear that my friend!!!! :(( Here is a little drawing from your new secret santa: Mod Kara :3 I hope u like it and happy late holidays!!!!! <33

[bsptourist]

ph_cabinet_v11

created by EHOT

[corrodedcoffinfest]

Hi, all! The poll here was close, but in the end, pop-up events won! So, here's the first one:

Corroded Coffin Fest: Seven Deadly Sins Pop-Up Event

During the week of Halloween (October 25th-31st) your prompts will cover the seven deadly sins:

pride

greed

lust

envy

gluttony

wrath

sloth

You may interpret these prompts in any way you'd like during that week, in any order, as long as you've focused on one or more members of Corroded Coffin. Use one prompt at a time, use them all. It's up to you. Just read the guidelines below and have fun!

GUIDELINES:

Please tag us here at @corrodedcoffinfest when you post your entries so we can reblog them!

To celebrate the spooky season, the word count for all entries during this pop-up event will need to be one of these exact numbers: 331, 666, 1031 or 1313. I'll use wordcounter.net to check your word count before reblogging, so double-check with that tool to make sure you've stuck to one of those numbers exactly to be reblogged! You'll get a comment from this blog with a "☠️" when it's been checked and added to the queue.

Submissions can be connected to other prompts from the pop-up, but they should still be able to stand alone.

All submissions should include any pairings featured, a rating and any content warnings (CW) or tags that you think are appropriate. All explicit material needs be under a cut. All ships are welcome, as long as they include at least one member of Corroded Coffin: Eddie, Jeff, Gareth & Freak. Please put the prompt you are fulfilling as well, just to keep things straightforward. A sample could look something like this:

Prompt: Wrath | Word Count: 666 | Rating: M | POV: Eddie | Relationships: None | CW: Canon Typical Violence, Alcohol | Tags: Corroded Coffin, Bar Fight, Eddie, Gareth, Jeff, Freak, The Hideout

For the artists! Art is definitely welcome! Any entries for the prompts must be Corroded Coffin focused, using any combination of the guys, together or solo. Of course, other characters can be included, too! But you need to have at least one of the CC band members in it for it to count for this pop-up event. Thank you!

Please submit your entries between 12:00 AM EDT on October 25th and 11:59 PM EDT on October 31st.

Hope to see you all then! ☠️

[cinnamunartnstuff]

The blue rabbit is stealing your followers...

click for better quality :0!!

bonus doodles under the cut!

[displaykitkats]

Let's go for a ride, baby.

[thekindisco]

hey, mod sin here. I’m gonna take a break from the blog. Feel free to send requests for others! -mod sin

[romanceclub-confessionss]

Confessions:

"Love that the white sprite in LSE, Te Amo, and HSR has brown/black eyes instead of blue (though white!Lane is debatable because sometimes her eyes look almost blue in cgs)."

[itsthesinbin]

Sins in Stardust (Bill Cipher/Reader)

OKAY SO. I've been thinking of Ideas since I got HORRIFICALLY fixated on Bill/Gravity Falls. I still do like the "bill's hot wife" idea but I gotta think abt how that wld work, logistically. I can't get off if the plot doesn't make sense. BUT I do have. Another reader insert idea.

Post Weirdmageddon and technically post Book of Bill. I couldn't read the full book in detail bc all I had was a kinda blurry pdf to work with so I'm missing some details.

This is the first chapter just 2 kinda gauge interest. I'm only posting it here rn until I write out a couple more :3 Feel free to leave a reply or tag if u reblog to let me know what u think

EDIT: Came up with a title I liked :3 I need to stop crutching on Hozier song titles LMAO

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You missed camping- you and your parents went at least once every summer, when you were a kid. A good old cross-country camping trip is what you needed, after the multitude of bullshit you’ve gone through. You quit your job, sold whatever shit you didn’t need and used the money you had to get out of your home as fast as you could. You’ll find a new place to settle, a new job in a new city with new neighbors and never have to worry again. All you had to worry about, now, is finding a fun spot to camp for the night.

You could sleep in your car- you have a few times since you started your trip- but it was a gorgeous night. The moon was full, the stars were so bright and clear this far out from a major city… It’d be a waste. You pulled your car off the road and trekked a bit out into the woods nearby. Hopefully your car would still be there in the morning. Please, God, let it be there in the morning.

You entered into a small break in the trees. The late spring breeze made the leaves sway and branches rattle softly. The starlight caught on the toadstools odd triangular spots. Eye-shaped spots on the trees seemed to follow you as you stepped into the small field. Like looking at creepy paintings in a haunted house, you felt like you were being watched. It was a little creepy, but you chalked it up to the full moon. Everyone was on edge during a full moon just because of stories and superstitions they all heard growing up.

The brightest thing in the clearing was a small statue, half buried in the ground. A triangle with a large eye, tophat, and bowtie. A single arm stuck out, as if ready for a handshake. The stone itself seemed to glow, but you chalked that up to the brightness of the moonlight that filtered through the canopy. You stepped a bit closer, noting how… quiet the area was. No birds, no crickets… Nothing. It was a little unsettling, you wouldn’t lie. Quiet woods never led to anything good. You really should go back to your car.

You pulled out your phone, first, though. You had to get a picture of this funky little guy. You were probably overthinking things. The statue was probably just someone’s abandoned art project, or store mascot, you thought as you snapped a few pictures of the lichen-covered statue. You smiled slightly. The little thing was kinda charming.

You decided to put your tent up anyway, despite the eerie silence. It was late, you were tired, and your car was still close enough to this clearing that you’d probably be in “danger” anyway. If you even were actually in trouble. The silence and the eye-spots on the trees were unsettling, sure. Weirdly enough, though, you felt a sense of calm here.

You decided against setting up a fire, opting to eat a can of cold pork’n’beans for dinner as you looked up at the stars. The sky was alight with blues and pinks and purples, seemingly swirling nebulas catching the attention of any being capable of comprehending beauty. You felt yourself smiling to yourself.

“Beautiful night, huh li’l guy?” You joked to the statue. You missed the way the eye-spots on the trees had stopped following you, instead focusing on the night sky. You threw the empty can of beans into a bag to throw away tomorrow, before rolling out your sleeping bag and laying out under the stars. You crossed your arms behind your head, and one foot over the other. Obviously, you were met with the same silence that had been here. Humans would be humans, though. Bonding with anything that even remotely had a face.

“Bet it gets lonely, stuck out here. Sure you got the view, but it sounds like nothing really drops by.” Nothing. The stars above almost seemed to move. You could almost make a shape out, but as soon as you tried it seemed to dissipate. You hummed to yourself, trying to find the shape again.

“I know how it feels to be stuck, buddy,” you offered, sympathetically. You sighed as a heavy feeling settled on your chest. You shook away the bad memories, the stars seeming to move again to keep your attention. It was getting a little weird, now. But you had heard that Gravity Falls was a pocket of weirdness in the middle of nowhere.

“I could use a traveling buddy,” you laughed. “I haven’t had… a friend in a long time…” You trailed off as the stars continued to twinkle and dance. You sat up with a heavy sigh, face to face with the statue again. Unsurprisingly, he stared at you stoically with his hand still poised for a handshake. You put your chin in your hand.

“And it’s driven me so crazy I’m talking to an old ARG piece left in the woods…” You rubbed your face. You stood with a stretch, the light around you seemingly getting a little brighter. You stepped in front of the statue.

“They use us and leave us to rot, don’t they? Hardly fair,” you mumble. You reach a hand out as if to grab its hand, but stop short of actually touching it. The hair on the back of your neck stood as you felt a million eyes on you at once. You look behind you, only to be met with the trees. You look up, and find the stars once again in the vague shape you couldn’t make out before. It felt like the very universe was watching this moment. Your throat felt tight. Strangely, though, you didn’t feel scared. You looked back at the waiting statue. Something prodded at the back of your mind.

“Maybe I will take you with me. Once I get settled somewhere, you can become a piece in my next living room,” you smiled. “I’ll get you cleaned up and see if I can patch some of those chips and cracks.”

You hesitated a moment, before you grasped the statue’s hand. Obviously, the stone limb didn’t actually move.

“I’ll get you out of here, you be my travel partner, and we both get to be free for a while. How’s that sound?” No response. Not that you expected one. You let the little hand go with a yawn. You kicked your shoes off near your sleeping bag and lay back down on it. The stars finally stopped shifting and swirling. They twinkled down at you as you covered yourself up for the night. You didn’t think it’d rain, so sleeping outside should be fine. You’ll deal with whatever happens, if anything.

You dreamt of the stars that night. They swirled above you, forming into a large creature that swam its way to you. You floated among the stars, eyes wide with wonder at the smiling creature. Its tail swept along the empty space beside you, leaving a small… child? It was a triangle with a huge eye, like the statue in the woods, but had giant shoes. It didn’t look at you at first, instead staring at the creature made of starlight and space dust in front of you. You also turned your gaze back to it.

The Axolotl stared down at you two, a peaceful smile on its face. You felt small under its gaze- like a child looking up at their parent. You reached out to pat it on the nose, finding your hand smaller than usual. You heard a squeaking noise and turned to look at the triangular baby.

“You see the stars too?” You didn’t know how he asked without a mouth, but you nodded anyway. Your 5 year old face was reflected in his large eye. He held a hand out for you to hold.

“You wanna watch them together?” You were quiet. You turned back to the Axolotl, only to find it swimming away from you. Back to depths of the universe you could only imagine. With no other option, you looked back at the kid next to you. His eye was turned up to show that he’d be smiling, if he had a mouth. His eye crinkled more as you grabbed his hand.

The stars began to burn.

You woke with a start, finding the sun creeping over the tree canopy and shining down on you. You groaned and covered your eyes with your forearm. You forced yourself to sit up, rubbing your eyes with your hand. Your head was pounding, the strange dream leaving you in a cold sweat. Maybe you shouldn’t have slept here.

A groan from in front of you made you freeze. Your head snapped up, making it throb. A triangular creature was sitting where the statue used to be, stone splintered and sprinkled around him. He massaged his singular eye, muttering under his breath. He looked up, tensing when he saw you. You both sat there in stunned silence for what felt like forever.

Then you both screamed.

[hotgirlsunny]

KISS 💋 MARRY 💍 KILL 🔪

Who would you smooch? Who would you devote your life to? Who would you murder without a second thought?

Today we're focusing on Nojiko, Reiju, and Perona - let us know what you pick!!

[summerscaries]

forever mourning the fact that claudeleine didn’t get to experience more fashion eras