#insane nightmare world

[moonfruito]

there's some nightmare meta-commentary to be made about how genloss is about the unending carnival of performance that is the world of content creation and the horror of never being able to set yourself free of the scrutiny and control of an audience and company that trap and force you to create and perform for them unceasingly until you completely break, milking your very soul for entertainment, and ranboo still has not left the mall and every streamer is doing react streams to genloss and viewers are picking apart every detail of the show to speculate about the intricate psychology of the characters and their lives beyond the performance, and about how the incredible and likely completely unintentional irony of the show is that the specific online culture that it was brought into feeds directly into the relentless hunger for content that dominates both the specific climate of streamer audiences and the wider conditioning we suffer from on social media to constantly consume creativity and churn out our own reactions to it in hopes of garnering attention in an exact and disturbing recreation of the conditions dissected in the show itself but i will never sleep peacefully again if i spare another moment's thought to it.

[shotmrmiller]

re: rugby team ghoap

it'd been a one-off, seize-the-moment kind of thing. casual hookups aren't really for you, plus you distinctly remember your ex prating on about how the team would only be here for the weekend hence the absolute burning need to go, and you've got work monday.

goodbye, great knowing them. you'd traipsed out of the hotel room with your sneakers in hand, soap's used jersey in the other- a memento of sorts, a trophy. mild serial killer behavior but you reckon since you just became another pearl in their long string of conquests, the least you could do is take something with you that won't be gone with a warm epsom salt bath and a couple of days rest.

("would ye believe yer the prettiest we've ever brought back with us?" right. you know where you stand on that scale, and people like you don't typically pull men like them. another cringe-worthy comment like that and you'd mistake their interest with pity.)

you'd put both jerseys in the wash later that day, and the rattling of your washing machine marked the end of your exciting weekend.

or so you'd thought. from your side of things, you'd wiped your hands clean of their sweat, spit and come and went home, once again falling back into semi-familiarity, expecting to go to work feeling completely relaxed and loose, in more ways than one, while ignoring the photos taken of you and the "star players" at the stadium on social media.

(no one caught your face, what bloody luck.)

when you see them again, it's by pure chance. you'd been ordering a sandwich at a deli down the street, hand already reaching for your wallet when an arm curls around your shoulders, dark, coarse hair of a forearm brushing against your cheek.

cedarwood and citrus. it clings to your senses— a sharp, tangy reminder of that time you'd only look back on when the familiar pang of want pooled searing hot between your legs. small world, you suppose.

"didnae leave a note. stole my jersey. 'm surprised ye didnae leave us money on the table, bonnie." warmth flared beneath your cheeks but you didn't cow to his crude joke.

"i suppose i could've left a tip. what do you want?"

the playful lines around his eyes smoothed as his lips straightened into a firm line, his eyes frostbitten. you ignore the way his touch makes you feel trapped, tethered, a cage made of velvet.

"took my shirt and then didn't show up to a single game after tha'. jus' gettin' wha' i'm owed. unless he's yer favorite."

how can he be your favorite when you know nothing about the sport they play and have no interest in knowing?

"too bad. we come as a package. get yer food, we've a place nearby."

(simon had been nowhere near as good-natured as johnny had about you leaving without a word. made you spit out apologies with swollen lips, only accepted the ones that came with a fluttering of your raw pussy around the splitting thickness of him while soap condescendingly cooed in your ear about lessons having to be learned the hard way.)

[kmesons]

my watcher world comic page is complete! this scene is taken from 1:33:20 - 1:33:55 in the nightmare time episode 1 video.

[silverthelovebug]

Yasammy Week ~ Day 1: Hurt/Comfort

No matter how bad the nightmare, Sammy would always be there to work her through it. Yaz didn’t like talking about them. Sammy knew they had only gotten worse after Brooklyn’s death. As long as she held her through the night, and whispered sweet nothings into her ear, maybe things would be okay.

@yasammyweek

I hate doing perspective pieces, if you see anything off no you don’t.

Also tiny little details !!! There’s the group photo of the Nublar Six, Sammy’s phone stickers, and a bottle of Klonopin. Yaz’s shirt also reads “Forget glass slippers, this princess wears track and field spikes” :3

[triglycercule]

dusttale canon fics translated!!!

have you ever wanted to know MORE about canon dusttale/murder!sans??? heard that one of dusttale's creators wrote fics but it's in korean and you can't be bothered to translate it??? WELL BOY do i have the solution to you because I TRANSLATED THE FICS!!!

well technically i localized it because the fics straight out of translation were a bit funky and out of context in some parts. also the fics are actually not all that detailed (and idk if this is a good thing) so i added more detail and such but idk if some people would rather just the straight translation no extra flourishes

IN THAT CASE if you just wanna read the straight translation dw! if you go to the og korean version HERE and go to the comments some else will have already done a direct translation

keep in mind i do NOT actually know korean and this entire project was done with the help of google translate (god bless the camera translate feature), some research, and my sheer brainpower. if something is messed up PLEASE lmk

heartfelt message below because this is 1/2 of my thanks for 100 followers gift to the world don't open if you don't wanna read CRINGE (ew,,, APPRECIATION AND FEELINGS??? GROSS!)

when will we get more canon dust content i cry out. the delusional side of me says one day but the realistic side says never

so uhhh i hit 100 followers. WOOO YIPPEE!!! and i just wanna say tysm for following me and liking and reblogging all my posts and all that stuff it GENUINELY means a lot. like fr /srs type of meaning to me. i don't remember how and i don't really know why but the murder time trio genuinely mean so much to me and i'm glad that there are a whole ONE HUNDRED ass people that also like all the ideas and dumb stuff i come up with for them and they liked it enough to follow it. like i can't even come up with 100 people i know irl. i never knew i would actually get people to see the shit i post on here and i remember how actually terrified i was when i tagged one of my posts and it actually got interactions (i'm still scared when i post. not a thing has changed)

but ya! im really glad that there are this many people that actually care about my ideas so that's cool. someday im gonna run out of ideas and panic but that day has yet to come. i guess you could consider this the first half of my 100 followers thankgratulations because i still have my horror sans character analysis that i'm still working on and paused to work on this (a simple side quest this was). if i weren't a LAZY FUCK than maybe i wouldve done a DTIYS or something that people do for big milestones like this but like i said. i'm lazy. call me sans. comic sans

anyways triglycercule OUT! time to delete this account! jk!(fashion au)

[wigglys-dikrats]

joey taking on the og role of hot chocolate boy mended my soul

[aquapede]

a million stitches from a million microscopic wounds you've inflicted on everyone you've ever met with every muscle you've ever moved and every word you've ever spoken.

[gloomy-girl24]

my idol <3

[ferventlyours]

Sometimes I feel I have no one to tell about the most unhinged things, then I remember tumblr exists.

[ryanthel0ser]

Leo: I was only 16 when the Kraang invaded, we didn't know what to do and it felt like the whole world was our responsibility...and it didn't take long for that to become true

Raph: we were only 16 when Donnie disappeared, it didn't take long after that for Shredder to take over and we were forced into hiding, beginning a resistance against his regime

Mikey: I wasn't even 20 yet when my family died, I went into the mountains to die after that and before then we were fighting a war with the Foot clan that felt unending and often hopeless

Donbot: ....my early 20s were WILD guys

[tiredrobin]

au where six and static six—statix—hang out and are friends and statix reminds six how to play and goof off (in this au statix is in part a manifestation of what six lost when she was kidnapped by the thin man, ie some of her childhood). au where they can never be "rejoined" because trauma takes something from you that you can never get back, but you can still move forward with what remains. and six chooses to move forward with her remnant. au where six has had to sacrifice so much of herself just to survive, but at least she gets to keep this little part of her in some shape. au where , (starts sobbing)

[aidanchaser]

i know centaur world didn't pop off on tumblr (at least not on my dash) but can someone talk to me about the fucking tonal shift of the nightmare king song like... i think about it so often... god to tell a story that hits that hard.....

[friendlyfangs]

Buh buh

[goldiipond]

im feeling very okay about ray

[plumbley-bee]

Ragatha is so cute. I love her already, sorry to Pomni, but if she welcomed me to my new insane reality, I would simply accept everything she tells me.

Anyway girl let's go on a downward spiral together while we desperately try to hold onto our sanity as we cling to what little existence we have left <33

[greasydumbfuck]

And what if i said i made a fankid for frank castle and matt murdock and then just showed you the postal dude. What.