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mumbo jerking off to his own snuff film of himself.
hOUGUUGGGHHHH YESSSSSSS. playing it over and over again, rewinding to parts that are either really hot or felt really good in the moment or both, remembering how it felt to be torn apart........🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴
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littlequeenies · 2 years
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Our Muses (aka our pages)
Hi everyone! We'd like to share again or tumblr pages here for everyone (specially since you cannot reach them through the app!).
Each muse has their biography (some are more updated than others) with some photos, then a "More Info" (which are actually our entries with her name tag), a timeline (if you are looking for a specific photo it may help), and finally links to other cool sites, books and other sources where you can get more information about her.
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Mush Brains
by DangerSlut
"Iggy," slurs Stede happily, big soft hands clasping Izzy on either side of his detached head and lifting him out of the cupboard. Stupid sexy Stede, always finding him right before he cums.
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Izzy and Stede are Mad Scientist Ed's undead zombie creations. He likes using them for 'experiments' ;)
Words: 1985, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Israel Hands, Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet
Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet/Israel Hands, Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Israel Hands, Stede Bonnet/Israel Hands
Additional Tags: Zombies, Alternate Universe - Zombies, Mad Scientists, Science Fiction, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Body Horror, Mutilation, Gore, Mild Gore, Decapitation, Pseudo-Necrophilia, Gross, Fisting, Double Penetration, BDSM, Bondage, Anatomy, dubcon, Undead, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, no beta we die like karl, Necrophilia
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/43394944
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gunslingd · 3 months
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# GUNSLINGD - mutuals only, private & selective roleplay blog for COOPER HOWARD from FALLOUT. Primarily headcanon based.
this blog will   contain   mature   content    (    violence,    gore,    cannibalism, etc.    )   so   please   only   interact   if   you   are   over   the   age   of   21 .
COMPANION(S) : @wastehymns
001 -> don't be a creep. no drama at all. anon hate gets blocked and deleted. no godmodding and usual dni criteria applies. I'm here to have fun, not care about what others write. the block button exists and I implore you to use it. curate your own space, please and do not try to police mine.
002 -> replies are slow. I've other blogs and aside from that this is a literal hobby. on top of that I have fluctuations in my mental health and may take time away to chill out. pls know that does not mean I am disinterested in you or whatever threads we have going. I just have a real mean brain. I tend to write a lot, but please know I do not expect you to match my length. just give me something to work with.
003 -> idc about reblog karma. feel free to reblog from me, save for posts strictly marked as dnr or threads I have with others. personals this applies to you, too. I like to ship but know it isn't what I'm solely here for, and also know that any potential smut that happens is appropriately tagged and always beneath a readmore. topics I won't write are incest, underage, beastiality and rape. please respect that.
004 -> names iggy. I've been writing for a very long time and hope you enjoy my blog! if you ever need anything please know my IMs are open to all (as is my inbox). and if discord is preferred you may ask for it if we are mutuals. tysm for reading my rules, I really appreciate it.
CREDITS -> icon border @/ariapsds
BLOGROLL -> @mojavexpressd (courier six, sideblog), @victorycola (fallout multi), @grandmcff (grand moff tarkin)
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robotniik · 3 months
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#ROBOTNIK - selective and mutuals only blog for DOCTOR EGGMAN from the SONIC FRANCHISE (with both movie and game verses available).
affiliated w/ @knchidna & @devilcharge
this    blog    will    contain    mature    content    (    violence,    gore,  etc.    )    so    please    only    interact    if    you    are    over    the    age    of    21 .
MOBILE RULES DOWN BELOW .
BASIC.
Hi! Thank you so much for checking out my blog. First things first I'd like to say that followbacks take me some time as I like to check out your blog and thoroughly read your rules / muse pages. If I do not follow you back after a week's time then I am not currently interested. It is nothing at all against you. I just try to keep a small following count to keep my dash clean and my sanity intact.
Personals you may follow / send in asks and like my stuff but PLEASE do not reblog my threads! I also wish to add that I absolutely ADORE OCs with a passion c: I am duplicate friendly as well and do not care if you reblog stuff from me. Just try to send stuff in on occasion so I don't outwardly feel like a meme source. Minors absolutely do not follow me. I'll block you. 
DRAMA / TRIGGERING CONTENT.
Please do not involve me in drama. It makes me uncomfortable and also most things can be resolved in private between those involved. I do not follow callout culture either, unless the person in question is an actual threat to anyone's online presence. If I personally mess up, I ask that you come to me privately so we may discuss things. Know I will never be upset!
Onto more important things if you're a bigot of any kind, against the LGBTQIA+ community, or any of that unsavory stuff you are not welcome here.I am not here to police what you write and I ask the same courtesy be applied to me. The block button exists for a reason after all. Though some topics I refuse to write are: Rape, Incest, Underage, and Beastiality.
Anon is off because I just don't care enough to have it on. Thank you. For Triggers I personally have none, and tag things as 'trigger /'. Please lmk if you need anything tagged! 
SHIPPING / NSFW.
Shipping is fun, but it isn't what I'm explicitly here for. Neither is NSFW. I am more than happy to have other relationships written between our muses that are not of a romantic nature. If shipping does happen it's usually with chemistry and ooc discussion. I am not here to be another ship in your roster. NSFW may be written on here but it will be beneath a strict 'readmore', although it is rare I'll actually write it as it's reserved for people I feel comfortable writing it with. Little NSFW / Sinday asks are fine!
 WRITING / FORMATTING.
I write. A lot. I tend to overdescribe and so my replies can get quite lengthy. That being said I do not ever expect you to match my length! Just give me something to work with and we'll be fine. I am fine with multiple threads as well, and also do not mind if you turn asks into threads. As for formatting I tend to use small text and a mix of bold and italics. Icons are used on occasion depending on the character, but I am totally fine with iconless roleplay as well! 
ACTIVITY.
I am mobile bound a good 90% of the time for numerous reasons, so it may take me a while to get to threads. On top of that my mental health takes top priority, and some days I barely have energy to get out of bed. Please bear with me, and know that if I take a while to respond it is not out of disinterest or dislike. I just have a lot going on irl as well that Tumblr is sort of a backburner for me currently. I am usually busy on the weekends, so the best place to reach me to chat / plot is Discord! I just ask that we are mutuals and you lmk who you are! 
MUN.
Hi! My name's Iggy (or Topaz) and I've been writing for a very, very long time. You may recognize me from my old eggman blog of the same url, so hello again! I like hiking and nature photography, as well as rock and bone collecting. I love to talk ooc as well, since it really does help getting to know the people I write with. Speaking of ooc, I tend to post a bit of it but it is appropriately tagged and deleted after a few hours so as to not clog the dash. Please know also that if you ever need anything at all that I am here for you, and my IMs / asks are open to all! <3
CREDITS.
header : @/knchidna
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scientiastudy · 3 years
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Lay All Your Love On Me
Chapter I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI. XII.
Sometimes, fate is cruel, even with love.
Pairing: Ardyn Izunia x Reader
Word Count: 2.7k
Rating: M
Content: Angst, Fated Lovers, One-Sided Relationship, Unhealthy Relationships, Kidnapping, Violence, Slight Gore, Major Character Death, Reincarnation
Author’s Note: yes YES i know i had so many plans to write more iggy but this popped into my head and demanded to be brought into existence. mind the tags bc they’re serious, ardyn isn’t a good guy in this. i took a lot of inspo from dracula from castlevania for his character so he’s a bit unhinged but that comes with the territory.
You duck as a rock hurtles towards you at a breakneck pace, Gladio blocking it with his shield at the last second. Above you the Archean screams, causing Noct to grip his head, dropping his sword as he yelps in pain. Ignis ushers him to cover as Prompto fires at the Titan, temporarily distracting it from the other four of you as you regroup.
“I knew we shouldn’t have trusted the crazy bastard,” You grunt, accepting the hand Gladio offers you as the Archean roars again. The ground shakes with the sheer force of the Archean's voice, and you absentmindedly send out a prayer for your hearing when this is all over with.
“Not like we had much of a choice, Sweetheart,” Gladio retorts, launching across the battlefield to Ignis and Noct as you ready another healing spell from your arsenal.
You knew something was off about Ardyn. There was no way he wasn’t playing some sort of game, leading you to the Archean at no cost to your small party. You’d quickly learned that people outside Insomnia don’t do anything unless they’re getting something out of it, and you doubt Ardyn is any different.
There was also something decidedly off about how he looked at you, like a coeurl stalking its prey. He had kissed your hand in greeting the first time you had met, a cheshire smile spreading across his features that had made your skin crawl. You’d yanked your hand back as fast as possible, with Ignis stepping between the two of you before the older man could become more salacious.
You knew the others had noticed too, the boys sandwiching you between them in the bed of the trailer you’d been forced to share with the strange man. Normally you'd be spread across the room with some on the floor and some on the bed, but that night all five of you had crammed into the King-sized bed in the back of the trailer like a pack of sardines. Gladio had made sure the door to the bedroom was locked and barricaded, the stranger sleeping on the couch in the front room away from the five of you. Though you knew most of those precautions were to keep Noct safe, it had eased your nerves when Gladio pressed himself behind you in the bed, his large frame feeling like a protective wall over you.
Above you the Archean rages again, sending rubble flying in every direction as its screams pierce your ears. You hear Ignis shout above the din “Imperials incoming!” You direct your attention to the sky, stomach sinking as you see dozens of Magitek units disembark onto the battlefield, deploying restraints that dug into the Archean and hold it down.
“No time for distractions,” Gladio grunts. “Prompto, Ignis, take out the Imperials. Noct, the lady, and I will take care of the Archean,” He barks, charging to block another onslaught of rubble from felling Noct.
“Got it!”
“Affirmative.”
“Woohoo! Time to kick some Imperial tail!”
You can't help but snort at Prompto’s enthusiasm, turning your attention back to Noct and Gladio as the Prince exchanges blows with the Archean. You open one of the flasks on your belt, aiming your spell towards the ledge Noct had been using as a landing point. However, just as you release it the Archean falls to its knees, shaking the earth under you and knocking the Prince out of the sky entirely with the falling rubble.
“Noct!” You yell, throwing out another spell to where he's falling, softening the blow as the Prince comes crashing down to Earth.
“What’s going on?” Ignis shouts, his voice barely audible over the chaos of the battle.
“The Archean is falling, we need to get out of here, fast!” Gladio shouts back. You frantically look over to him and Noct, who is staring at the Archean with wide eyes, mumbling something you can't hear over the endless noise.
“Let’s get out of here then!” Prompto screams, the sound of frantic firing echoing through the battlefield as he and Ignis struggle to clear out the last of the troops. You run to Noct and Gladio, taking a potion out of your belt and frantically applying it to both of their wounds as the Shield throws the Prince over his shoulder. Just as the three of you catch up to each other the Archean roars again, a shower of rubble knocking you and your companions off your feet as a blinding light flashed before your eyes.
When your wits return to you, you see Ardyn in front of you in the hangar of an Imperial ship, the same cheshire grin he had worn before plastered across his face. You frantically scan your surroundings, seeing the rubble had separated you from your companions. You can hear them yelling for each other over the din, but as far as you could see, you were alone.
“It occurs to me I never formally introduced myself,” Ardyn drawls, looking you up and down. ”Izunia. Ardyn Izunia.”
You freeze, fear filling your veins. You are by no means an expert in the Imperial army, but you know Ardyn Izunia wasn’t a man to take lightly. But why would the Imperial Chancellor be going out of his way to aid you?
“I offer you and your friends safe passage, My Dear,” He says, his grin growing even more. “On the sole condition that you alone join me in this ship.”
Your blood runs cold at his statement. You can hear Prompto frantically trying to wake up Noct, Ignis shouting for everyone’s positions, Gladio plowing through boulders to reach his King.
You slowly shake your head, hands digging into the hard ground as you push yourself into a standing position. “It’s either all of us or none at all,” You shout back. Ardyn’s brow creases at your resistance, his posture becoming more threatening as he stepped towards you.
“Well, Darling, that simply won’t do,” He purs. “You see, your little Princeling there isn’t fairing too well. I’m afraid without my assistance your little ragtag group will not make it off this mountain in time before our poor Archean here becomes… indisposed,” He steps ever closer, the thump-thump-thumping of his boots echoing your heart. “So I advise you take me up on my offer, and soon. Rest assured that your friends will be delivered to their destination safely and you will be treated with the utmost care,” He flourishes towards another ship idling behind him. Tik-tock, Darling.”
You know he was right, with Noct incapacitated and the four of you drained from the battle there’d be no chance for you to get out of the danger zone, especially with all the rubble falling. He's your only hope, and you hate it.
“Don’t do it, he’s an Imperial. We have no idea what he’ll do to you!” Gladio yells, still frantically pushing at the boulders separating your party.
“I agree with Gladiolus,” Ignis shouts. “Trusting an Imperial alone with you presents too many hazards!”
“Yeah, what he said!” Prompto adds, but you had already made your choice.
“You promise that they’ll be safe? That if I go with you they’ll live?” You ask, your legs trembling almost as much as the ground beneath you.
“Cross my heart and hope to die,” The Chancellor says, his grin turning triumphant as he extends his hand to you. You take it, feeling the roughness of his palms on yours as your companions protest.
“Damnit, I told you not to!” Gladio roared, the sound of metal against rock screaming against your ears. However, it is soon drowned out by the sound of the hangar closing behind you as you step into Ardyn’s ship.
“I’m so glad you made the wise choice,” The man says as he guides you to a seat, taking his place across from you as the ship begins to ascend.
The movement is familiar until you feel the ship rock and hear a large boom, causing you to whip your head to the porthole near your seat. Below you, where your friends had been there was a smoldering crater, the telltale red specs of an exploded Magitek missile spread across the field.
“No!” You scream, nearly falling to your knees as you look at the horrifying scene. Prompto and Ignis were charred on their sides that had been facing the missile, both of them hunched over a still unconscious Noct. Gladio had been thrown to the edge of the battlefield, his skin as black and charred as the tattoos running across his body. The scene became harder and harder to see as you ascended and tears sprung up in your eyes.
You fall to your knees, feeling numb and overwhelmed all at once. You want to scream, to cry, to punch the man who had undoubtedly just killed four of your closest friends. It feels like your brain could spring from your skull at any moment, or your body could just shut down and die. You're dimly aware of the tears streaming down your face as you sit on the floor like a broken doll, still and silent.
“Oh come now, my sweet,” Ardyn says, crouching down to try and meet your eyes. “They were just collateral damage. I have to cover my bases, you know.” He reaches a hand out to caress your cheek, but you flinched away as if his hand is made of red hot iron.
“You promised me they’d be safe!” You scream, breaking out of your reverie to scramble away from the man in front of you, frantically looking for an exit. “You promised if I went with you they’d be safe!” You howl, tears streaming down your face. “You killed them! You fucking killed them, my best friends!” You're in hysterics now, your breath coming in frantic huffs as you continue your search for an exit.
“My dear, I am an imperial chancellor,” Ardyn calmly replies, slowly stalking towards you. “You should know that one does not attain a position like mine without mastering the art of deception.
Besides, they were in the way. Do you know how much it enraged me to see you with those bumbling fools? To watch you put your hands all over them, to even sleep in the same bed with them? Did you ever once think about how that would make me feel?”
Your mind was reeling, nothing made sense. You're nobody important, just someone Noct and Prompto had befriended in school and decided to take along for the ride. And why was he acting like he knew you? You’d never seen this man before in your life.
“What are you talking about,” You heave, sobs still wracking your body as the Chancellor grows ever closer.
“I’m hurt, my dear,” Ardyn says, a pout forming on his face. “After all we had together, you can’t be bothered to remember your own lover?”
You shake at his words, your head swirling more and more. “I’m not your fucking lover!” You scream, running to the other side of the ship when he got too close for comfort, hoping a new vantage point would aid your escape.
“Oh, but you are,” He drawls, theatrically pivoting to face you. “Long ago, before the days of Lucis, there was a healer. He healed those afflicted by the starscourge by taking it into his own body. For this he was praised far and wide, and he traveled the land healing the sick and weak out of the kindness of his heart. In his travels he met a fair maiden who healed others with simply the powers nature had given her, mixing slaves and potions that saved lives and attracted patients from far and wide.
The Healer and the Maiden fell in love and traveled the world together spreading their cures, but for all their efforts they were scorned by the kingdom and gods that were supposed to love them,” He turns, flourishing and making a theatrically sad face. “The gods cast aside the Healer for his hubris, and in exchange for their vicious mercy, took his lover from him instead,” His grin grew manic, his gaze burning into you.
“That lover was you, my sweet, and the gods have graced me with a second chance to be with you. I shall not squander it, and I know when you regain your memories you will do the same.”
Bile rises in your throat as you listen to his deranged tale. There was no way any of this was true, it couldn’t be. You weren’t some delusional man's lover, you were a person from the streets of Insomnia. You were a solid B student who ate too much Chocobo Crunch and played too much King’s Knight, not some kind of prophetic being sent by the gods.
“You- you must have me mixed up with someone else,” You stutter, looking for any way to get the deranged man advancing on you to stop.
“Oh no,” Ardyn purs, taking your shaking hand into his. “Do you see this mark on your hand? The star?” He asks, pointing to a light birthmark you have in the webbing between your thumb and forefinger. Your mother had always said it was a blessing, but now it felt like a curse as Ardyn pushes up his sleeve to reveal a matching mark carved into his skin, the puckered scar long healed.
“It’s undeniable, my darling,” He says as he towers over you. He uss his spare hand to gently caress your waist as fresh sobs wrack your body, your world crashing in on itself as you stand helplessly in his arms. “I am yours and you are mine. Now I know this must be difficult to take in, with what, a few millennia of catching up to do, but I’ll wait as long as you need. After all, we have all the time in the world.”
You shake like a leaf in his embrace, wishing you could do nothing more than crawl out of your own skin to avoid his touch. You instinctively pull at the elastic of your thigh pouch around our leg, worrying the black fabric between your fingers as Ardyn leans ever closer.
It was then you remembered the small knife Ignis had gifted you a few years back to help you with fire-starting. He had noticed on your many “camping” excursions on the palace training grounds you had struggled with lighting a fire, so he had given you a piece of flint and a knife so you could start campfires easier. It had come in handy many times during your trip, but this would be its most important job yet.
You continued your sobs, slowly moving your hand to the pocket of your pouch. Ardyn is busying himself sticking his nose in your hair, his hot breath making disgust flare in your mind. You slip the knife out quietly, shaking fingers unsheathing the blade. In one split second, you steel yourself and grab Ardyn’s hair, wrenching his head back and dragging your knife across his neck in a moment of reckless abandon.
As the spray of red blood soaks you and the older man, you fall to your knees just as he does. The grotesque choking noises echo through your skull as you fall, the gurgling of blood and air filling the hangar. His body slumps over yours, trapping you in some kind of sick cosmic joke. You struggle to push him off, the blood making your hands slippery as it continues to pour from his neck.
You eventually squirm out from under him, your arms and face covered in his blood as you search frantically for an exit. The only door you can see was the one to the cockpit, so you sprint to it and began to bang on it with all your might.
“HELP ME!” You scream, your voice raw from your sobs. “Help me! I’m not a fighter, I’m just a civilian, please let me go, please, there’s been a misunderstanding!” You plead, praying to the Astrals that real pilots could hear your cries, not just MTs. “Please, please let me go, whatever ransom you want I can get it paid. I won’t tell anyone, please just let me go!” You continue, your banging becoming even more frantic when you receive no response. “Please! Please let me go! I just want to end this, I won’t tell anyone I swear!”
A warm hand finds its way to your shoulder, its grip hard enough to crush bone as a shadow looms over yours.
“Oh but Darling, the fun has just begun.”
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writiers-room · 2 years
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About Us!
(Note: gendered language means stuff like bro, man, girl, sir, ma'am. "Prefers" means its okay to use other gendered language when it's meant in a neutral way, "Only uses" means that's not okay, and "Okay with all" means there's no preference)
Luther (they/them unless otherwise specified) - The person that the entire system works together to create. Unless you specifically are talking about a particular headmate, refer to the person running this blog as Luther. Also the name of Bod and Kyan's fusion that doesn't include the rest of the writers. Okay with all kinds of gendered language.
Kyan (they/she/he) - The pilot of the system, the connection between the material world and the headspace. They have live in their own little cockpit close to the front of the head, not connected to the writer's building, but they can communicate with the writers. Very bubbly and fun-loving, eager to share and talk to people. Easily bored. Okay with all kinds of gendered language.
Nathan (he/they) - A peacekeeper of sorts. Very soft both visually and personality-wise, but don't mistake kindness for being a pushover. Enjoys talking to people and a nice cup of tea ^u^. Looks a bit like Michael Sheen as Aziraphale. Prefers masculine language.
Angie (she/they) - The mean bitch (affectionate). Loves things that are cool and badass and doesn't take any shit. Please show her awesome images like wolves and knives and stuff like that. Okay with all gendered language
John (he/him) - The main executive function man. Seems a bit of a serious grouch on the surface, but he cares. Not super interested in this but is willing to humor me. Looks a bit like the common fanon look of Jarchavist from TMA. Only uses masculine language.
Marie (she/they) - Fun girl! Great gossip, enjoys fun and food and all things yummy Excited to talk to people and look at content. Prefers feminine language.
Anne (she/her) - Normal type of person. Enjoys cooking and crafts. Not around often and doesn't have much to say tbh. Only uses feminine language.
Peter (he/they) - Neurotic mess. Kinda the scrimbly little meow meow around here, very prone to overthink things. Usually his manager Henry is with him (Henry won't be active here). Okay with all gendered language.
Sinclair (they/he/she) - Very prim and proper smart person, can be a bit overly verbose at times. Not really emotional at all, and they want to be very clear about everything. Looks a bit like a young Manfred Von Karma or Miles Edgeworth.. Okay with all gendered language.
Hieronymous (ze/zim/zeir/zimself) - The wizard that speaks in cryptic and esoteric poetry. Very fun guy, has some fantastic and interesting insights, but can sometimes be incomprehensible. Looks like an airbrushed van wizard. Okay with all gendered language.
Gex (he/they/it) - You know how people make jokes about primal lizard brain? This is It, the Lizard Brain. Funnily enough, also the resident massive science nerd. Very aggressive, but don't take it personally. If they're actually upset they won't say "fuck you", they'll say "I hate you, never talk to me again, fuck you". Looks like an anthro lizard beast.. Prefers neutral language.
Iggy (she/he/they) - Pink pastel anime demon girlboy. Loves cutsey kawaii things, pastel gore, and kink. She's so baby and rawr XP and nya~ and aesthetic. Looks like a typical anime femboy. Prefers feminine language.
Robbie (he/they) - Glamorous, sexy, gorgeous transexual (in a Dr. Frank N. Further way). Loves all things glitzy and glittery and fabulous. He is perfect and wants you to know it. Looks like Glanni Glæpur. Okay with all gendered language.
Blob/Blobby (any pronouns) - An amorphous blob of goo. Personality wise, literally just some guy. But he's also goop and has no form to be perceived. So oozey and goozey and relaxed. Okay with all gendered language.
Zanny (he/it/they/any neopronouns) - TV head cartoony game show host with a self-desteuctive god complex. Block his tags if you don't like religious imagery, self-destruction stuff, or unreality. Okay with all gendered language.
Bod (they/it) - The body of the system. Has a consciousness but doesn't know much. Autnil. Usually fused with Kyan. Very sensitive to sensory information, both in a good way and in a bad way. Doesn't really like to be referred to as its own thing, but they are occasionally on their own so it's an important distinction. Not okay with any kind of gendered language.
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seattlesea · 3 years
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Songs I Listen to While Writing Sorted by Genre/Type of Scene
(Some songs will be in more than one category)
Romance Scenes- we fell in love in october by girl in red Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan Fool by Cavetown Call Me by 90sFlav Girls by girl in red 3AM by Finding Hope Dream Girl by Anna of the North Stay by Zedd & Alessia Cara Somebody To Tell Me by Tyler Glenn Secrets by One Republic Paris by The Chainsmokers Safe and Sound by Capital Cities Wild Heart by Bleachers A Thousand Years by Christina Perri Fire on Fire by Sam Smith Angel With a Shotgun by The Cab She Looks So Perfect by 5 Seconds of Summer Jet Pack Blues by Fall Out Boy Trade Mistakes by Panic! At The Disco When the Day Met the Night by Panic! At The Disco Moral of the Story by Ashe We Can’t Be Friends by Dream Koala Public Making Out Is Like Ugh by DNE Moon River by Audrey Hepburn Mystery of Love by Sufjan Stevens Alewife by Clairo Girls Like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko Futile Devices (Doveman Remix) by Sufjan Stevens  Midnight Love by girl in red
Calm Scenes- Call Me by 90sFlav 5:32 by The Deli Crush by Esthie Coffee Breath by Sofia Mills Santa Monica Dream by Angus & Julia Stone Fool by Cavetown Golden Hour by Jonathon Morali Crosses by José González Death Bed by Powfu (Beat Only) 3AM by Finding Hope Waterloo Sunset by The Kinks Shy Girl by Kedam Counting Stars by One Republic Kaleidoscope Eyes by Panic! At The Disco She Had The World by Panic! At The Disco This Is Home by Cavetown Lua by Bright Eyes Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood Bedroom by Litany FLAMIN HOT CHEETOS by Clairo Will She Come Back by girl in red To All Of You by Syd Matters
Sad/Emotional Scenes- Obstacles by Syd Matters Runaway by Aurora Cancer by My Chemical Romance Unsteady by X Ambassadors State of Dreaming by MARINA Raquel y Sergio Juntos by Ivan M. Lacamera Coming Home by Falling in Reverse Spanish Sahara by Foals I’m Bad at Life by Falling in Reverse 7 Years by Lukas Graham Lost It All by Black Veil Brides Teen Idle by MARINA Hall of Fame by The Script Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish 21 Guns by Green Day Pirate Love Song by Black Heart Shatter Me by Lindsey Stirling Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez The Light Behind Your Eyes by My Chemical Romance Helena (So Long and Goodnight) by My Chemical Romance Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance The Ghost of You by My Chemical Romance Bishop Knife Trick by Fall Out Boy Indomitable by Casey Lee Williams The End of All Things by Panic! At The Disco Always by Panic! At The Disco Impossible Year by Panic! At The Disco Dying in LA by Panic! At The Disco Northern Downpour by Panic! At The Disco Far Too Young To Die by Panic! At The Disco This Is Gospel by Panic! At The Disco House of Memories by Panic! At The Disco Moral of the Story by Ashe Reason to Stay by Sody Anchor by Novo Amor Sober II (Melodrama) by Lorde Mt. Washington by Local Natives Mountains by Message To Bears
Action/Fight Scenes- Finish Line by Skillet I Ran (Epic Trailer Version) by Hidden Citizens Another One Bites The Dust (Epic Trailer Version) by Hidden Citizens Back From the Dead by Skillet Never Give In by Black Veil Brides The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy DESTROYA by My Chemical Romance Warriors by Imagine Dragons Bella Ciao by Manu Pilas What’s Up Danger by Blackway & Black Caviar The Resistance by Skillet Feel Invincible by Skillet In The End by Black Veil Brides Days Are Numbered by Black Veil Brides Fallen Angels by Black Veil Brides Caffeine by Casey Lee Williams This Will Be The Day by Casey Lee Williams 300 Violin Orchestra by Jorge Quintero Radioactive by Imagine Dragons Ready Aim Fire by Imagine Dragons Silent Running (Epic Trailer Version) by Hidden Citizens I’d Love to Change the World (Matstubs Remix) by Jetta  Tommy’s Theme by NOISIA The Sharpest Lives by My Chemical Romance Mama by My Chemical Romance My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light ‘Em Up) by Fall Out Boy The Carpal Tunnel of Love by Fall Out Boy Young and Menace by Fall Out Boy
Happy/Fun Scenes- Tongue Tied by Grouplove Bang! by AJR 100 Bad Days by AJR Wasted by Tiësto 3 Nights by Dominic Fike City in a Garden by Fall Out Boy I Took a Pill in Ibiza (SeeB Remix) by Mike Posner  Safe and Sound by Capital Cities Collar Full by Panic! At The Disco Ahead By a Century by The Tragically Hip American Idiot by Green Day Superhero by The Script Wild Things by Alessia Cara Here’s To Never Growing Up by Avril Lavigne Do It All The Time by I Don’t Know How But They Found Me Burn by Ellie Goulding Move To Miami by Enrique Iglesias & Pitbull Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez King of the World by Young Rising Sons Bulletproof Heart by My Chemical Romance Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance Miss Missing You by Fall Out Boy Where Did The Party Go by Fall Out Boy Sunshine Riptide by Fall Out Boy Last of the Real Ones by Fall Out Boy Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) by Fall Out Boy Time To Dance by Panic! At The Disco Crazy=Genius by Panic! At The Disco The Overpass by Panic! At The Disco Roaring 20s by Panic! At The Disco Victorious by Panic! At The Disco LA Devotee by Panic! At The Disco Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time by Panic! At The Disco Something Good by alt-j Hollywood by MARINA
Badass/Dark Scenes- Pretty Waste by Bones UK Bubblegum Bitch by MARINA Born For This by The Score Kings & Queens by Ava Max Castle by Halsey Caffeine by Casey Lee Williams Heaven Knows by The Pretty Reckless Joan of Arc by In This Moment Believer by Imagine Dragons Sand Storm by Apashe you should see me in a crown by Billie Eilish Power & Control by MARINA Fancy by Iggy Azalea Look What You Made Me Do by Taylor Swift Empire of Our Own by RAIGN Revolution by Unsecret & Ruelle Unstoppable by The Score Control by Halsey Gasoline by Halsey Tag, You’re It by Melanie Martinez  Up In The Air by Thirty Seconds To Mars So What by P!NK Do It Like A Dude by Jessie J Ready For It? by Taylor Swift Teenagers by My Chemical Romance Centuries by Fall Out Boy I Don’t Care by Fall Out Boy Rat a Tat by Fall Out Boy Stay Frosty Royal Milk Tea by Fall Out Boy Champion by Fall Out Boy Thnks fr the Mmrs by Fall Out Boy One Thing by Casey Lee Williams I May Fall by Casey Lee Williams This Life Is Mine by Casey Lee Williams Let’s Kill Tonight by Panic! At The Disco Girls/Girls/Boys by Panic! At The Disco The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty by Panic! At The Disco Mount Everest by Labrinth Legendary by Skillet Homewrecker by MARINA Modern Day Cain by I Don’t Know How But They Found Me
That One Vibin’ Scene- When I RIP by Labrinth Sweatin’ Somethin’ Awful by Okey Dokey Wasted by Tiësto Leave Me Alone by I Don’t Know How But They Found Me Piano Fire by Sparklehorse Blinding Lights by The Weeknd Good News by Ocean Park Standoff Hey There Delilah by Plain White T’s East of Eden by Zella Day Hazy Shade of Winter by The Bangles (or the Gerard Way cover) 5:15 by Bridgit Mendler Here by Alessia Cara Joan of Arc by In This Moment Mr. Doctor Man by Palaye Royale Cool For a Second by Yumi Zouma Counting Stars by One Republic Daddy Issues by The Neighborhood Ho Hey by The Lumineers We Can’t Be Friends by Dream Koala Public Making Out Is Like Ugh by DNE Sober II (Melodrama) by Lorde North by Sleeping at Last 400 Lux by Lorde No. 1 Party Anthem by Arctic Monkeys Still Don’t Know My Name by Labrinth Primadonna by MARINA dontmakemefallinlove by Cuco
That ‘Holy Shit I Can’t Believe That Just Happened’ Scene- All For Us by Labrinth (or the Zendaya version) Raquel y Sergio Juntos by Ivan M. Lacamera Forever by Labrinth Coming Home by Falling in Reverse Superheroes by Falling in Reverse (also works really well for cliffhanger-ending scenes) Carry On by Falling in Reverse The Thunder Rolls by Garth Brooks (if you don’t like country music, listen to the All That Remains cover) Zombie by The Cranberries Obstacles by Syd Matters Glory and Gore by Lorde Empire of Our Own by RAIGN When It’s All Over by RAIGN Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap
The Cinematic Teen Experience Scene- Amsterdam by Imagine Dragons Midnight City by M83 Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush (Meg Myers’ cover does better with the category though) Good News by Ocean Park Standoff Circles by Post Malone Rollercoaster by Bleachers Bad Idea! by girl in red Mr. Brightside by The Killers Fireflies by Owl City Undercover Martyn by Two Door Cinema Club Check Yes Juliet by We The Kings The Kids From Yesterday by My Chemical Romance I’m Not Okay by My Chemical Romance Fourth of July by Fall Out Boy Tip Toe by Imagine Dragons Someone To You by Banners Gone Gone Gone by Phillip Phillips Make You Mine by PUBLIC Out of my League by Fitz and The Tantrums Perks of Being a Sunflower by Soft Glas A World Alone by Lorde Wetsuit by The Vaccines Bored to Death by blink-182 There’s a Place by The All-American Rejects 18 by Anabor Mother by Smallpools Tompkins Square Park by Mumford and Sons 400 Lux by Lorde The Horse by Beach Fossils Ribs by Lorde Can I Call You Tonight? by Dayglow Hot Rod by Dayglow Marlboro Nights by Lonely God Under Stars by Aurora Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap Do Not Wat by Wallows Cold Cold Man by Saint Motel Forget Her by girl in red Buzzcut Season by Lorde A World Alone by Lorde Time to Pretend by MGMT Kids by MGMT Bags by Clairo My Tears Are Becoming a Sea by M83 Talia by King Princess (or the girl in red cover) Maybe by girl in red
And yeah that’s all I have for now. If you want any other categories just ask cause I’ll probably make a part two anyways. 
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shameless (US)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich, Iggy Milkovich & Mickey Milkovich, Colin Milkovich & Mickey Milkovich, Colin Milkovich & Iggy Milkovich
Characters: Mickey Milkovich, Iggy Milkovich, Colin Milkovich, Jamie Milkovich, Joey Milkovich, Tony Milkovich, Ian Gallagher
Additional Tags: Protective Iggy Milkovich, Good Sibling Iggy Milkovich, Protective Colin Milkovich, Protective Jamie Milkovich, Protective Tony Milkovich, Protective Joey Milkovich, Hurt Mickey Milkovich, Scared Mickey Milkovich, Terry Milkovich Bashing, Terry Milkovich Being an Asshole, Bipolar Ian Gallagher, Past Rape/Non-con, Torture, Blood and Torture, Tortured Terry Milkovich, Homophobic Language, Loss of Limbs, Blood and Gore, Blood, Burning Body, Heavy Angst, Out of Character Mickey Milkovich, almost everyone is out of character
Series: Part 7 of Milkovich Siblings
Summary: Iggy closes his eyes, sighing heavily. “I’m gonna kill him.” “Huh?” “I’m gonna get Colin, gonna grab my fucking shotgun, and blow his fucking brains out.“ When Ian tells Iggy what Terry has done to his two youngest siblings, Iggy finally snaps.
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i wanna eat mumbo's dick. in the cannibalism way not the fellatio way. like maybe ill suck him off a bit, but only to get him hard so its extra bloody when i sink my teeth in.
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ao3feed-gallavich · 3 years
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by PANDAR
Изгнанный из дома своего отца — двора гоблинов и монстров, Микки живёт один в лесу, пока не натыкается на Йена, раненого рыцаря, принадлежащего Благому Двору (сияющих бессмертных, злейших врагов его отца).
Words: 3642, Chapters: 1/7, Language: Русский
Fandoms: Shameless (US)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Lip Gallagher, Terry Milkovich, Fiona Gallagher, Mandy Milkovich, Iggy Milkovich
Relationships: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Blood and Gore, Monsters, Seelie Court, Unseelie Court, i love it, Shameless Big Bang
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Chapters: 5/7 Fandom: New Amsterdam (TV 2018) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Max Goodwin, Helen Sharpe, Floyd Reynolds, Iggy Frome, Original Characters, Dora (New Amsterdam 2018) Additional Tags: Aftermath of Violence, Blood and Gore, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Max, Dealing with injuries, Medical stuff, mass scale disaster, Georgia's parents, are not nice people Summary:
Set in early season 2. Still dealing with the aftermath of the accident that killed Georgia, Max and the rest of the doctors at New Amsterdam find themselves facing yet another life-changing event.
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archonssun · 4 years
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I Fucking Care
I Fucking Care
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I Fucking Care
July 19, 2020
WC: 1455
You hadn’t left Hammerhead in years, content to keep in the company of the hunters and Cindy that now lived there. But more than that, you stayed because of one man: Prompto Argentum.
You had known the blond gunner since he and the prince had walked into your family’s diner back when the sun still rose with each new day. You had quickly grown attached to the blond, and when the sun stopped rising, you stuck to his side. But you weren’t a fighter. You couldn’t repair machines. You were … normal.
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“Prompto!” you yelled, (e/c) eyes narrowed in a glare as the blond entered Hammerhead, bloody and bruised. Your first instinct was to punch him, for scaring you, but you didn’t. You knew it would only add to his injuries. Instead, you settled for glaring at him.
“Sorry, (Y/n),” he smiled, making you frown. Ever since he had gotten back from Niflheim, he had changed. His smile wasn’t as vibrant anymore, he didn’t joke as often. You knew something had to have happened in the Imperial capital, but you doubted he would tell you if you asked. So you didn’t.
Realizing you hadn’t said anything for a few minutes, you sighed, grasping his wrist and dragging him across the outpost and towards the caravan. You pushed him into one of the old plastic chairs that sat in front of the trailer before grabbing the box of curatives you had been saving up.
“I hate seeing you like this, Prompto,” you muttered, handing him a potion. You watched as he used it, the cuts and bruises on his face and arms healing almost instantly. Your frown deepened as you watched, and a sinking feeling took root in your stomach. Once Prompto had finished using the curative, his curious blue-violet eyes met yours, the small smile on his features turning into a frown when he caught your expression.
You rose from your seat as soon as Prompto seemed he was about to say something, not really in the mood to hear what he had to say.
“Just, stop being so reckless, alright?” You said in parting, eyes unable to meet his before you walked away.
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Your body tossed while you slept, waking your roommate. You and Cindy had been roommates for the past three years, seeing as she was the only girl you knew from before the sun disappeared.
“(Y/n), wake up, sweetheart,” Cindy’s voice broke through your frenzied dream, and you shot up straight panting. You curled into yourself slightly, barely audible whimpers falling from your lips.
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” Cindy asked, taking your hand in hers. You gave her a slow nod,, but when her grip on you tightened, you knew she didn’t buy it. “Tell me, (Y/n).”
“I don’t get it, Cindy,” you mumbled, welcoming the hug Cindy gave you. “I just don’t get it. Why does he always do this? He’s always coming back half-dead! Why does he do it?!”
“Who, (Y/n)?”
“Prompto!” you hollered. Your admission caused the mechanic to pause, a slight frown on her face.
“Do you care for Prompto?”
“Of course I fucking care, Cindy! He’s my friend! Why wouldn’t I care?!”
“That’s not what I meant. What I meant was, do you love him?”
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Do you love him?
“I don’t know,” you whispered, choking back a sob as you sat in Takka’s old diner. A weird noise managed to creep from your throat, filling the silence of the diner and making your face go red. You were thankful no one was in there to hear.
“(Y/n), are you okay?”
You jumped at the sound of Prompto’s voice, head whipping around to stare at him as he approached you.
“Ye-yeah, I’m okay.” You mentally smacked yourself for tripping over your words in front of him. You hurriedly stood, making your way to the exit when Prompto grabbed your wrist.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I thought I heard--”
“I said I’m fine, Prompto, so just drop it,” you hissed, wrenching your wrist from his grasp. The sight of his crestfallen face was enough to make you frown, yet you continued on your way to the exit, daring to not look back.
***
You had lost him, all because of a few harsh words spoken in a panic. The night you had stormed off was the last time you would see the blond for a while. When you realized he was gone, you wanted nothing more than to find him and apologize, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t fight, could barely keep up with even the slowest of the hunters at Hammerhead.
Around the end of the first month without Prompto being at Hammerhead, you realized what Cindy had said was true. You loved Prompto, and now that he was gone, you felt empty. Like someone had ripped out your heart. You rarely ate anymore, too busy being destroyed by guilt. The only reason you were still alive was because of Cindy. She forced you to eat any little bit she could get you to eat, but it wasn’t enough to keep your strength up.
Before long, you were bedridden, forced to sit and watch as the world continued without you. You never got any visitors except for Cindy; she was like a sister to you, after all. So whe, one day, you woke to three people standing next to your bed, you were surprised.
“Fuck, kid,” Gladio grimaced. “When Cindy said you had taken a turn for the worst, I didn’t expect this.”
You couldn’t find it in yourself to joke with him, feeling your energy already draining quickly. You went to sit up and were helped by Cindy. Your seemingly lifeless eyes then drifted over to where Ignis stood, his arms crossed.
“Why are you two here?” you asked hoarsely.
“Cindy called us,” Ignis responded as he stalked towards the bed. “What happened, (Y/n)?”
“It’s nothing, Iggy,” you mumbled, having enough strength to turn over onto your side. You curled in on yourself.
“That’s bullshit!” Gladio’s enraged voice made you flinch, but you made no move to look at him. “It’s him, isn’t it?”
You were up like a shot, glaring at the Amicitia. You wanted to say something, anything, but couldn’t find your voice.
“Stop acting like a lovesick schoolgirl, (Y/n),” the Shield snarled. You felt the rest of your strength leave your body as you collapsed onto your back, silent tears dripping from your eyes as you stared at the ceiling.
“Gladio, that’s enough,” Cindy butt in, coming to stand between you and the Shield. Ignis quickly pulled the mountain of a man out of the small room, and through the door you could hear Gladio shouting and Ignis trying to calm him.
“(Y/n), I’m sorry. I didn’t know--” Her pale green eyes went wide at your prone body being racked by something unknown. “(Y/n! (Y/n)! Please, calm down!”
“(Y/n)!”
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Prompto walked into Hammerhead, grimacing at the feel of daemon blood soaking his clothes and hair.
“Yuck,” he hissed, shaking the gore from his skin as best he could. It was the feeling of eyes on him that made him freeze. Looking around, he saw Ignis and Gladio talking with Cindy. Joy spread throughout his being and he rushed to his friends, expecting them to at least give him a wave when he approached. But they didn’t.
The somber mood surrounding the three instantly dampened his own mood, and his smile morphed into a frown.
“What’s wrong?” he asked them, brows furrowed. At first, no one said anything, then Ignis’s hand came to rest on his shoulder.
“It’s… It’s about (Y/n), Prompto,” Ignis finally said. “She’s not … she’s not doing well. I don’t know what happened between you two before you left, but it affected her severely. Gladio and I were called here a few weeks ago, and she has only gotten worse in that time.”
Blue-violet hues went wide in shock as they turned to Cindy, expecting her to deny everything. And when she didn’t, the blond was off, racing through the outpost and into the small home you shared with the mechanic.
“(Y/n)?!” The door swung back on its hinges, hitting the wall as he burst into your room. He was at your side immediately, taking in the state you were in.
You had grown deathly pale since he had left and your breathing came unevenly. With sunken cheeks combined with how pale you were, you looked more like a corpse than a living human. But he knew you were alive, at least somewhat, by the rattling that sounded in your chest whenever you took a breath.
“I’m sorry…”
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I’m not really satisfied with this ending, but I couldn’t think of a way for it to continue. Sorry, guys. I know that one of the worst things as a reader is having a sub-par ending.
Let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list!
Tag List: @katerleegrand, @naisitaable​, @blossattic​, @kenkopanda​, @orgawnas, @kirahhhh
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nightwingshero · 4 years
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OC Playlist
I was tagged by @glowwormsmith thank you, sweetie!!!
Tagging: @tomexraider @risenlucifer @faithchel @deathvalleyqueen @xbaebsae @spicevalleys​ @dieguzguz​ @ja-crispea​ @simonxriley​ @mackie-hattwie​ @goodboiboomer-fc5​ @archetypesinthefog​ @red-nightskies​ @smithandrogers​ @strafethesesinners​ @shallow-gravy​ @foofygoldfish​
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Wren Blake
DNA - Lia Marie Johnson
Get Free - Lana Del Rey
Heaven Knows - The Pretty Reckless
Nightmare - Halsey
Sinners - Barns Courtney
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Rowan Palmer
Desolation Row - Bob Dylan
Dust in the Wind - Kansas
My Sacrifice - Creed
Hollow Moon (Bad Wolf) - Awolnation
The Sound of Silence - Disturbed
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Jane Williams
Fuck You - Lily Allen
Gasoline - Halsey
Blood In The Cut - K.Flay
Audience of One - Rise Against
bad guy - Billie Eilish
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Whitney Seed
Don’t Stop Believin’ - Journey
From Eden - Hozier
Hard Feelings/Loveless - Lorde
Foreigner’s God - Hozier
Monsters - Ruelle
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Randy Miller
Search and Destroy - Iggy Pop
Afterlife - Avenged Sevenfold
A Warrior’s Call - Volbeat 
Come Around - Papa Roach
Welcome to the Black Parade - My Chemical Romance
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Dahlia Strong
Gods & Monsters - Lana Del Rey
Too Many Faces - Cheri Bomb
Only Love Can Hurt Like This - Paloma Faith
Glory and Gore - Lorde
Desolation Row - My Chemical Romance 
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the7thcard · 5 years
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OOC - Mun Info / Rules
[[ UPDATED: Jan. 5TH 2021. 
Hi, my name is CK and I’m a 35 yr old ENBY from NY! 
The art posted here, unless stated otherwise, is drawn 100% by me. 
For art that is NOT Polnareff related, you can check me out on @cklikestodraw
Tag list [x]
As for rules:
The blog is PG 13. 
I’d rather keep it free of gore and anything smut related. THIS INCLUDES SUGGESTIVE ANON ASKS. I DON’T KNOW/CAN’T CHECK TO SEE HOW OLD YOU ARE ON ANON. I DO NOT WANT TO PEDDLE ANY SORT OF SMUT RELATED THINGS TO MINORS.  THAT ISN’T FAIR TO ME, THE ADULT, WHO COULD GET INTO A SHIT TON OF TROUBLE FOR IT.
18+ OCs “romantic” interactions only
As in, if your OC wishes to get flirty or even be “interested” in Polnareff? BOTH OF YOU MUST BE 18+ YEARS OF AGE. Please and thank you!
DO NOT shove ships down my throat.
I’m very set on my Polnareff being, at most, platonic with the Stardust Crusaders and the Passione. As for OC ships, I am currently NOT looking to get this boy involved with anyone. If and when I am? I will make a post about it/this page will be updated.
Mun is VERY ANTI Map/Pedo/Incest
This is why I keep my foot down about the rating of this blog. Please keep asks aimed towards Child Polnareff or any future interactions with a Sherry to PG/TAME.
Mun / Polnareff are NOT your Therapist 
Please, as caring and willing I am to help you with problems and provide advice and a drawing to help you feel better? It is incredibly draining, mentally straining, and rude to dump so much emotional baggage onto a perfect stranger without any regard for their own feelings. Any future posts will go ignored.
You DO NOT need to draw responses!
I did this to quench my thirst for the Frenchman, you can write responses in return to continue the interactions! PLEASE REMEMBER THAT I AM NOT A RP BLOG, interactions will continue for as long as I have the energy to do so. I will mention in my tags when I am no longer going to respond.
Please stop asking for Iggy. [x]
He is not the theme of the blog. If you ask something, there’s a chance I will add him for comedic reasons but that’s it.
Magic Anons are 50/50
Meaning I am not guaranteed to accept your Magic!Anon if you send one. Please don’t take offense if I don’t. I’m either too busy with current asks or the theme of your M!A just doesn’t inspire me.
As of 8/15/2019, all Anonymous asks wanting a hug or kiss, will be ignored. 
Polnareff token hug image can be found here. [x] Polnareff token kiss image can be found here. [x] Silver Chariot token hug image can be found here. [x]
Anon asks that are repeat questions or are “rude” will be deleted.
Hope to play with you all soon! Have a great day!
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catherinebronte · 5 years
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Tagged by one of my muses @archangel-prometheus
Rules: We’re snooping on your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose your victims.
Florence + The Machine - Jenny Of Oldstones.
Krypteria - Somebody Save Me
Theatres Des Vampires - Carmilla
Hozier - Cherry Wine
Woodkid - Run Boy Run
Solal- J'Accuse Mon Père
Tarja Turunen - Poison
Ava Max - Sweet But Psycho
Iggy Azalea - Started
Lorde - Glory And Gore
Tagging: @beau--brummell @lareinedususpense007 @luxe-pauvre @lyannawinterfell @lecter-nexus @bedannibal-lectaurier @bedeliainwonderland @the-witch-prince @aryasnow and @theqveenofiron .
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