#dead and gone queue

[kitten4sannie]

yall thought you were safe from the thirst huh…… THINK AGAIN. YES ITS MOSTLY SAN. also !! have a vid i took of bouncy before my soul left my body <3

[ageless-aislynn]

[floydsteeth]

Weeeeeee some Gilbert:P

I put him in a skirt :3

[cyberrose2001]

Sythen Megs. You'd be lucky to have a pussy left after he's done with you. The teeth, the claws, the 100% chance of being carried away from this with his sparklings.

Also, akicnwkfkucnj, Optimus coming to after his Synthen addiction usage to a spike hungry carrier, us, RAH-

i feel like dark energon is bad enough, I can’t even imagine combining that with synth-en 💀

[heartbeetz]

I feel like there have been less selfship posts on my dash lately. I also feel like I've seen tumblr blogs around that I could've sworn I was following but apparently wasn't (or tumblr had another unfollowing glitch or I got softblocked). I don't have further comments I'm just observing.

[ode-of-odr]

[dehvours]

❛ come back to bed. ❜

@spnarosula

Moonlight fell across the floorboards, broken only by his shadow from where he sat curled on the windowsill, feet tucked under him ( just in case ). He hardly noticed the chill of the night air — nothing compared to the frigid bite of his homeland — as he stared out the window.

Even in the dark, he could pick out the ripple of the breeze through Poisson, the flicker of shadows in the night. He'd woken from his nightmare agitated and unsettled, and even after determining their room was empty save for them, he couldn't settle the nerves. Instead of stalking through the streets like the monster he'd been called, he chose to park himself on the windowsill, where he could see outside, and he could see her.

Navia.

Her voice drew his focus from the window, and he glanced over his shoulder to find her bright blue eyes on him. The tangle of nerves in his chest loosened enough a small smile flashed across his face.

"I didn't mean to wake you."

He hopped down from his perch and crossed the room soundlessly. He could take his place behind her again, back to the wall, or. . .

The bed dipped under his weight as he sat on the edge and brushed a strand of golden hair away from her face. He skimmed his lips against the tip of her nose as he slipped back under the blankets and turned to press his back to her chest. His hand found hers and he guided it around his chest, pressing her palm against his bare skin, right above his heart, where it still fluttered anxiously.

"Can we stay like this, for a bit?" he asked quietly, nearly a whisper, and yet it still felt deafening in the silence.

[devourensarc]

❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ (thoma chiding him as he patches him up??? :eyes:)

@daybreakrising

❝  Eheh. . . ❞ Despite his complaints, no shame tinges the Harbinger's laugh. Thoma's hands were gentle as he cleaned his wounds, but the water still stung, and Childe squirmed on his seat with every touch.

Someone cleaning him up after a fight was an unfamiliar feeling but, despite the sting, it wasn't an unwelcome one. He only ever gave himself the bare minimum of first aid, and the many scars decorating his skin testified to that.

And despite the sting, he saw no reason why it should dissuade him from starting such fights in the future. He'd won, and none of his injuries were severe. If it would get Thoma to do this again, though. . .

❝  Worried about me? ❞ He lets his head fall backwards, watching upside - down as Thoma rinses the bloody rag again.

[fiendir]

just a heads up, most of my posts are gonna be queued/wierd/erratic for a while, hope its no bother.

[cozy2000]

please dont be dead please please please dont be dead

[sniperbled]

there hasn't been a chance of lilly and emily talking about her faked death since she got back, lilly tried to go back to the way things were before but the things said unspoken had become a rift between them. it wasn't as much as she felt betrayed like how spencer felt but how much of lilly's treasured grief was ultimately for nothing. she liked to keep things to herself but her feelings have been threatening to spill whenever she was around her.

it was just the two of them left at the office from paperwork and it's been hours since they've talked, and that was when the team was still here.

' look. it's not that i'm not happy you're back, it's just a little weird for me now. '

@feltheavy

[jackals-ships]

trying to (mostly) take time off this stupid lil app to touch grass like is it helping the Moral OCD Hell Spiral? wiggly hands but actually yes shockingly

however, jackals is bored now, which i think my Tag Ramble Proves god damn-

[mythvoiced]

open starter | kang chulsoo

"I'm borne away to a senseless world, so strange, so remote..."

The empty room has none of the required set-ups to carry a voice in a way that would keep it clean, easily recognizable, make the words dance like defined syllables as opposed to vague sounds pronounced in a language.

But it does carry echo well, bounces off the walls and fills every corner.

He stops, lowers himself to the ground in a crouch. A person his age should hardly look this exhausted, right? And portray it so akin to aunties and uncles with their hunched backs given to them as only reward after decades of hard labour, that and the lines on their palms.

He lifts his head. He focuses for a total of a moment, perhaps, to be generous, before he tilts his head to one side, as if expecting something heavy to slip out of his ear, and frowns.

"I don't think we should be in here."

[im-just-a-random-fandom-girl]

PLEASE someone explain to me why i am sad that crowley is dead and have depression quit watching spn for like 3 weeks

[batboyblog]

one thing I like about Tumblr is, in 2019 I reblogged a piece of art from 2017 of a book written in 2015 and Yesterday in 2022 someone liked it, and this is how this website is supposed to work, I have art made this week in my queue next to stuff from 2014, 2013, 2012, hell even 2011, sometimes I post 10-11 year old fan art from accounts that haven't been active since before One Direction broke up. Nothing is ever truly dead and gone on here, you can always dust off an old treasure and say "hey gang look at this!" other social media isn't set up like that, if you wonder why it feels like The Batman was released 100 years ago, its because corporate media wants you to move on! go to the NEW THING! BUY! etc but hey guess what I have fan art of Battinson being emo in my queue. So if you're a fan artist, writer, gif maker, or just fan who wants to gush, guess what, here, here we're still spreading around old art, gif sets and someone will be happy you made something new in the tag

[dehvours]

” if you’re busy doing … whatever … fatui thing you have going on … stop doing it, “ the celestial huffs as she carefully pushes the moderately sized box into the Ginger’s hands ( he would find whatever flavor of cake he likes ) as she crossed her arms looking up at him.

“ you asked for a warm up in your letter so .. here I am — but it’s Also your birthday so you get a treat too … “ / hi hello it’s miles on mobile 😔✌🏾 .. dis Lumi thank you

@poswiecenia

HE MAKES A small noise of protest as his paperwork is forced out of his hands — but the effect is lessened by the way it lilts up into a laugh at the end. In truth, he didn't mind the excuse to put it off for another few hours. ( Perhaps one of his subordinates would get impatient and do it for him. )

He peers into the box, mostly for politeness's sake — she'd done well, picking out a cake that smelled faintly of fruit, with sliced berries decorating each slice. It's the promise of a spar that has him shoving it aside and bouncing to his feet, a grin already stretching across his face.

"You sure know how to make a guy happy. Where should we go? There's a place outside the city with plenty of open space."

He slid around his desk and bumped his shoulder against hers. "And then we can enjoy that cake together, after I finally beat you this time."