#random-multifandom-nightmare

[cheecats]

To soothe you from your Riverstar's Home trauma, how about you ramble about oneripple?

YOU'RE SO KIND FOR LETTING ME GO OFF ABOUT THIS TY TY 💞💞💞 I'm terrible at structuring logical/coherent rambles, so I'll just dump some thoughts I have (obv these exclude Riverstar's Home and are roughly how I'd like to play with their dynamic [give them to me NOW erins!!])

LONG POST UNDER CUT!

Obviously this is way before the mountain cats arrive. BIG FAN of the idea that River Ripple and his small circle at the time were the ones to help One Eye and baby Star Flower get back on their feet after the two lost the rest of their family to the sickness we see again in TBS (I imagine One Eye had already treated them with the Blazing Star, but the two were still so terribly weak and unwell after that.) The group find the two living inside a rotting hollow and approach them. One Eye is, naturally, EXTREMELY aggressive and reclusive at first — distressed from sickness, grief, and fear of losing his tiny daughter, for he hasn't been strong enough to feed them much. The other cats are nervous around him, unwilling to approach the tom for his sheer size and ferocity, even if he is weakened. But not River Ripple. He understands why he is acting this way, that his aggression is a defense mechanism to mask his fear, and ultimately wishes to convey to One Eye that he is not going to do anything to them without his explicit permission first: and he sticks to that promise! Every day he sits outside the makeshift shelter with food, asking permission to come inside, leaving prey, water and herbs at the entrance if One Eye is asleep or simply says no. He never challenges it, and simply obliges and wishes him and Star Flower well. It is through this gradual process that One Eye begins to somewhat relax around River Ripple, allowing ONLY him to come inside, communicating his and Star Flower's needs and whatnot (Vulnerability moment!!)

Although she was too young to remember, once she began to recover, Star Flower was always excited when River Ripple visited, coming up to him, chasing his tail, and telling him all about her big adventures (all just made up ones, but River Ripple would always listen and ask her questions about them!) One Eye initially doesn't take well to Star Flower going up to the near-stranger, pulling her back or growling at River Ripple to back off. But over time, he sees that the risk is minimal, and the two never leave his sight while interacting. Besides, it stops Star Flower pestering him to entertain her for just a bit (also I just find this funny because adult Star Flower can barely recall this and River Ripple is just looking at her like omg you've gotten so tall now!!! I remember when you used to tell me how you beat up monsters and dogs 🤭💙!!)

SO LIKE skipping the recovery period, and now One Eye and Star Flower are more present outside … One Eye falls first. He initially is bothered by this, still grieving the loss of his mate and their other kits moons ago. But the feeling is nonetheless there. It's complicated, because at first he had every intention of claiming the area for himself and pushing River Ripple & his friends out… but as much as he tried to resent River Ripple's philosophy, there was just something so…. soothing yet powerful in the way he carried himself. He realises he actually enjoys his company, which is also weird for him! One Eye has lived among opportunistic cats his entire life, learning that being aggressive and domineering is the only way to make it, and that the passive and meek were destined to be crushed. But River Ripple is a curious example to him. He is gentle and patient, but completely capable of establishing boundaries and shutting down veins of discussion that belittle or threaten him. He would call out One Eye's bullshit every single time, but in a way that didn't escalate the situation. His heart was soft and his identity was strong in that. Kindness without weakness??? In MY Warrior Cats??? Impossible??? (Erins: yes it's impossible. 🗿)

Anyway, montage of One Eye giving terrible rizz and making a complete fool of himself 90% of the time — getting frustrated and defensive while everyone else is like🧍‍♂️. River Ripple is confused at first, but slowly begins to catch on. He finds it both amusing and sweet… and yeah! He realises he does feel the same way! He always found One Eyes protectiveness of Star Flower warming, found his intelligence to be engaging, and he genuinely believes there is good in the tom's heart (me shaking my head slowly.)

First date? Swimming lesson! One Eye is terrible! He's half drowned, scrabbling onto River Ripple every .2 seconds, and hates how pathetic it makes him look. But River Ripple is patient, assuring him that they can always try again some other time, and that it took him a while to get used to it too <:)

^ I feel like it's important to emphasize that One Eye genuinely feels like he can relax around River Ripple. That this cat doesn't have any ulterior motivation to trick him or take from him. Nor' does River Ripple ever belittle his failures or negative traits. They simply exist, are acknowledged, and pass like water.

But of course there is difficulty in how these two's ideologies clash. Everyone's beliefs are different, but theirs almost completely counter. River Ripple's philosophy is peaceful. To live and let live, and be custodians of the land. One Eye's on the other hand is to conquer. To take, to fight for what you need, and to claim the land. While there is room to accommodate each other, they are both two strong individuals with strong identities. Neither is going to abandon their philosophy, and when they clash so strongly, it can make it impossible for them to see eye to eye on issues. Long term, that would be hard. I believe that is why they'd go their separate ways. It doesn't work out. But that is okay. For that period of time, there was coexistence, there was connection, and there was love.

TL:DR. Very brief romance! A spark of passion that burns then fizzles out when One Eye leaves to be on his own (with Star Flower) once again. River Ripple, of course, says One Eye can return any time if he needs anything. Even for a short visit. He never does. For everywhere the tom goes, there is destruction and disruption, and River Ripple's home is like an oasis to be left untouched in One Eye's head.

Even as One Eye's reputation worsens, they still feel for each other. River Ripple especially. He knows what One Eye is capable of, what he has done, and how downright hideous he can be. But it's hard not to miss the memory of him. (Cue the mountain cats like PLEASE stop talking about this asshole in flowery prose he is trying to kill us!!)

BONUS: Not really relevant here, but their presence in the narratives respectively as the punisher/destroyer vs the voice of reason… ooogh, sun that burns, moon that soothes e.t.c but that deity kind of vibe would be more relevant once they're spirits in the Dark Forest & Starclan!

I could go on forever but that's the meat of it. Ty ty i hope everyone enjoyed and its not terribly incoherent ✌️

#random-multifandom-nightmare #cheez rambles #cheez design #my art #warrior cats #one eye dotc #one eye wc #river ripple #riverstar #star flower #oneripple #// OLD MAN ROMANCE!!! #// dudes who are really normal <- me #// even if you dont read this i hope u guys enjoy the doodle lsdkjgklds #// thanks again!! <3

[katiek101]

Me trying to suppress to hyperfixate in your askbox about Flesh and Bone again: *pointd to my mind* down boy. ... DOWN BOY

Mind: NO

Lollllllll the hyperfixate is REAL !

#I got your other asks btw’ #Just haven’t had time to reply to them! #random-multifandom-nightmare

[stargirlwritingjourney]

Even The Trees Have Eyes

Fandom: Yellowjackets

Pairing: Lottie Matthews/Natalie Scatorccio

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warning/Tag(s): No Archive Warnings Apply, Established Relationship, Stalker Misty

Summary: The plane had only recently gone down and everything is still figuring out how to survive. Lottie and Nat however need a moment alone to figure out some stuff of their own. Too bad you're never completely alone in the wilderness.

Event(s): @eclipsingbingo with 'lingering hug' and the Rising Moon with 'camping | @multifandom-flash with 'nobody thinks it will work'

Can be read here

Natalie still felt that at any second she might wake up from a horrible nightmare. The longer she stood in the middle of nowhere though, the effects of what just happened weighing down on everyone, she seemed to realise that there was no waking up from this. Not now, not ever.

With her arms wrapped tightly around herself, still in shock from what just happened, Natalie took slow steps through the camp they had set up right next to the crash sight. Everyone around her was trying to make themselves useful; collecting sticks for a fire, shuffling through any salvageable luggage, helping patch each other up; Natalie felt almost useless as she stood amongst them, watching as they all tried so hard to stay alive.

Eyes locking on Misty who was showing some of the other girls how to make bandages, Natalie was about to go over and make herself useful until a hand found itself upon her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks. Turning to see who it was, Natalie's eyes landed on Lottie who was nervously chewing on her bottom lip as her eyes darted around the space.

"Lottie?" Natalie greeted, brows furrowing together as she took in Lottie's actions. The last time she had seen Lottie this skittish was when they had almost been caught kissing in the back of the girls' changing rooms by Van after practice.

"Can we talk?" Lottie questioned, her eyes finally settling on Natalie for more than two seconds.

"Sure," Natalie nodded, her lips thinning together for a few moments. Taking a look around at where they were stranded, all Natalie could see were girls huddled together or a forest stretching on. "I mean, what else is there really to do out here?"

Lottie didn't say anything to that, instead turning and walking off in some random direction, hoping that Natalie would follow. And follow she did. Not making eye contact with any of the other girls, Natalie kept her sole focus on Lottie as she led the way, not stopping until they were far enough away that they could no longer hear the camp sight.

"So, what's up?" Natalie asked, unsure of herself now that they were so far away from everyone else.

"I know before the plane crash that we were only slowly starting to get to know each other on a new level," Lottie started, taking both of Natalie's hands into hers. "But I want you to know that you can tell me anything while we're out here, okay Nat? Even if the rescue team gets here tomorrow, you can rely on me out here."

"Okay," Natalie's throat felt dry as she said it, though she forced a smile onto her face regardless. Nodding her head slowly as if needing to confirm for a second time, Natalie slowly said, "And you can do the same."

"Okay," Lottie repeated, smiling as she pulled Natalie in slowly, wrapping her arms around her and holding her close.

From behind a tree, Misty watched the interaction, her brows furrowed behind her glasses.

#yellowjackets #yellow jackets #natalie scatorccio #lottie matthews #lottienat #lottie yellowjackets #nat #natalie yellowjackets #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link #ao3 writer #ao3fic #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #eclipsing bingo #eclipsingbingo #multifandom flash

[ashymationzowu]

little doodle :3

you guys should totally send art/doodle requests in my inbox

it can be about more moon x persona (yn) stuff or just other random things, I am multifandom after all ^_^ I'll list some fandoms I'm in down below if you guys have any ideas but aren't sure if I'm in that fandom or not (also never be afraid to ask!)

- undertale

- welcome home

- gravity falls

- five night at Freddy's

- demon slayer

- the amazing digital circus

- bendy and the ink machine

- my hero academia

- little nightmares

- my little pony

- helluva boss / hazbin hotel

- Steven Universe

#art #artwork #digital art #aesthetic #artists on tumblr #oc #oc art #ocs #comic art #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb moon #fnaf moon #moondrop #moon #fluff

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Five Fics Friday: Oct. 27/23 (Spoopy Edition)

Happy Friday everyone!! It's almost Spoopy Day, so I've gone through my MFL offline list, picked four random fics that came up in my "Halloween" term search, and I'm promoting them here for you today!

AND the boosted fic this week is a mystery, so it works!!

Happy Haunting!!

SIGNAL BOOSTING

Reichenbach Falls by VeeTheRee (M, 551,435+ w., 105/303 Ch. || WiP || Gravity Falls /  Multifandom AU || Alternate First Meeting, Gay Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Unilock, Summer Romance/Love, Fluff, Insecure Sherlock, Villain Mary, First Kiss, Slow Burn, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Canadian John, French Canadian Lestrade, Insecure Sherlock, Mystery, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship Summer Love, Light Angst, BAMF! John, Case Fic) – Two Canadians, two Brits studying in Canada, and an upkeeper walk into a Mystery Shack…. and live there. Summer holidays are here, and the step-siblings, Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes, find themselves in a boring town called Reichenbach Falls, Oregon, USA. It isn’t as boring as it seems, however, once Sherlock stumbles upon a mystery journal, and the author is unknown. The journal contains ciphers, a strange colour wheel, and information about magical creatures that are said to be looming in the Northwestern forests. With mysteries to solve in hand, he and Irene set out to get to the roots of the town, and the abrupt disappearance of the author of the journal. But they’re not alone - John Watson, quite the handsome nephew of the Mystery Shack owner Greg Lestrade, is on their side to help out, plus mess with Sherlock’s feelings, in a good way. Shenanigans, romance, fun, danger, and deductions ensue. Oh, and there’s also occasional SuperWhoLock and two dorky Winchester brothers to spark up the action later on. Part 1 of the Reichenbach Falls series

MARKED FOR LATER HALLOWEEN FICS

One Good Scare by blueink3 (M, 17,386 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Holmes Family, Parentlock, Misunderstandings, Family, Fluff and Angst, Jealousy, Halloween, Happy Ending) – Mummy invites Sherlock, John, and Rosie to the country for her birthday, which just so happens to coincide with the annual Harvest Festival, an event Sherlock loathes. With John seemingly making the wrong move at every turn and with ghosts hiding in each of their closets, what will it take for their (Halloween) masks to finally come off?

the napoleon by darcylindbergh (E, 24,823 w., 4 Ch. || 1980′s AU || Halloween, Action & Romance, Costumes, Costume Parties/Masquerades, Mutual Pining, First Kiss / Time) – Halloween, 1989: John and Sherlock both have big plans for the night, but serial killers have the worst possible timing.

From a Well, Dark and Deep by Vulpesmellifera (M, 32,691 w., 18 Ch. || Post S4, Supernatural Elements, Horror / Milld Body Horror, Bed Sharing, Possession, Hand Holding, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Coming Out, Alternating POV, Nightmares, Caring John, Happy Ending) – Sherlock Holmes is desperately trying to reconcile his newfound memories and feelings within his transport—a transport that won’t quit with the nightmares and the strange, fiddly anxieties that crop up at the most inopportune moments. On the advice of his psychiatrist—not that he’s thrilled to be taking the man’s advice, but needs must—he's going to mark the anniversary of Eurus’ torments. That explains why he visits the well. What he finds at the well, though, is entirely unexpected. Meanwhile, John Watson has finally come to terms with something he’s ignored his entire life. He’s ready to share that something with Sherlock, except Sherlock isn’t acting himself. It's not the time for confessions, and John determines he must get to the bottom of his best friend's affliction before he can reveal anything. Part 3 of Vulpes' Halloween Johnlock

This Is Family by SaraStarchild (T, 39,840 w., 16 Ch. || Hereditary AU || Psychological Horror, Body Horror, Demonic Possession, POV Third Person Limited, Protective Mycroft, Cults, Mycroft Whump, Sherlock Whump, Major Character Death, Graphic Violence, Retelling) – When the Holmes family's secretive mother and matriarch, Ellen Holmes, passes away, the family she leaves behind – father Martin, sons Mycroft and Sherlock, and daughter Eurus – begins to unravel cryptic and increasingly terrifying secrets about their ancestry. The more they discover, the more they find themselves trying to outrun the sinister fate they seem to have inherited. This is, pretty much, a word-for-word retelling of the 2018 Ari Aster film, Hereditary. Part 1 of Sherlock Halloween Stories

#five fics friday #my fic recs #johnlock fic recs #halloween fics #spooky fics #mystery fics

[theanoninyourinbox]

last minute kitties! @random-multifandom-nightmare asked for lykoi scourge and purple eyed ruby/smoke (a great au idea there), and @adumpofdumbstuff wanted fire gradient firestar

#my art #warrior cats #warrior cats au #warriors #warrior cats design #warrior cats designs #scourge #tiny #ruby #smoke #smoke and ruby are the same au #firestar #fireheart

[starclanstims]

ahaha... me again... Could I perhaps request a Mosskit stimboard with dark foresty and pastel themes?

mosskit stimboard with dark forest and pastel themes requested by: @random-multifandom-nightmare

hi!! always super nice to see people come back :] hope this looks alright!

credit: x | x | x x | x | x x | x | x

#☽˚｡⋆.💫 | stimboard #☽˚｡⋆.💫 | request #[just realized i used the same gif twice fml] #otherkin #fictionkin #warriorcatskin #warrior cats kin #mosskitkin #mosskit kin #stimboard #dark stim #gray stim #black stim #nature stim #forest stim #pastel stim #rainbow stim #slime stim #sprinkle stim #food stim #cake stim

[subukunojess]

Title: Eating At The Butcher

Name of Dish: A Self Aware Fox and Raven Teriyaki with a cup of Chamomile Tea

Prompt: Free Space

Fandom(s): Original Work, Nightmare Before Christmas, Mario + Rabbids, The Muppet Show, & Copacabana (Song)

Genre(s): Humor, Fluff, and Dark

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships: Tony/Lola, Original Characters & Original Characters

Content Warnings: Macabre/Dark topics, blood mention, hospital mention, mention of a bullet wound, mentions of eating people, Implied Hurt-No-Comfort, and self-indulgent/self-insert randomness

Word Count: 5,965

Summary: A self-indulgent one-shot that is somewhat meta. A starving writer looking for inspiration comes across a mysterious and strange restaurant in the middle of the woods. The establishment expects its first customer to act in awe, unaware that she has surprises of her own.

It took me a while, but I finally finished a self-indulgent fic for one of my fanfiction bingos hosted by @thebutcherbingo

I love the aesthetic of the blog, so for my free space, I wanted to explore the world of a place where The Butcher restaurant exists and this piece was the result. No talk of cringe or beta-reading, we put ourselves in the spotlight. This is a meta self-insert fic that is me gushing about The Butcher while reflecting on my writing this year. Taking things one step at a time. I don't know if I'll add to it should I write more fanfic in the series and get a bingo or blackout. All in all, I had fun with it.

Not only does this have a lot of references and headcanons about supernatural restaurants, but I also introduce the concept of self-insert fusion where my self-insert can shift into canon characters for a while. Reasons that she does this is to get into character for writing (and in case the staff tries to harm her, but they can't because giant monster).

I hope you will enjoy this piece. Please share/comment/like/kudos. Thank you.

#The Butcher Bingo #The Butcher #fanfic #fanfiction #crossover #SNJstories #SNJfic #giant #tiny #g/t #self insert #self indulgent #Original Work #Eating At The Butcher #one shot #Nightmare Before Christmas #Oogie Boogie #copacabana #Mario + Rabbids #Phantom of The Bwahpera #Tom Phan #The Muppets #The Muppet Show #Kermit the Frog #Gonzo the Great #OC: Chase the Waiter #OC: Host the Shadow #random silly stuff #Humor #Fluff

[kudossi]

Hello! Kudossi! Quick question, where do you find your fanfic chapter names? They're so aesthetic, and I need something for mine. So, that's why this ask exists. Feel free to delete! I don't mind.

I never get asks, so you've made my week, actually! Thank you so much for your question! Apologies for not getting to this sooner — I took an eight foot fall onto hard-packed dirt about a month ago and have been recovering since.

Anyway! Your question! My titles! I'm so pleased you like them. Really, maybe I should say this has made my month. That would be more accurate. :)

A lot of them are just things I've come up with myself (you will blaze like fire (and lack the oxygen to keep yourself burning); until the stars blink out; the moon glows softly tonight, my dear; etcetera).

The others are mostly carefully-chosen song lyrics! I pick particularly often from Fleet Foxes (through the forest, down to your grave; you will lift his body from the shore; i've met the myth hanging heavy over you; etcetera)

and Lord Huron (haunted by the letters of your name; to chase the sunlight mile after mile; let the rivers guide you in; etcetera).

Chapter names often come from some of my other favorite bands (Rainbow Kitten Surprise, Bear's Den, Everything Everything, etcetera), and though I love them, too, I avoid using some because of oversaturation (The Oh Hellos, Hozier, The Crane Wives, etcetera). I keep a list I update yearly where I track my favorite music and bands and such, as well as my top three songs from each. I call it Kudossi's Heckin' Good Music List [year]. Right now I can only find 2021's somehow, but I am recovering from severe injury, so I'm going to give myself a break on that one, lol.

Let me know if you'd like a full list or anything! I'm always happy to be able to help out where I can.

In related news, while I've been having a lot of health problems, I am deep into writing several works that should soon appear on my AO3 (also called kudossi) and have several starts to shorter works that I usually post here, so follow me there/stay tuned here for more warrior cats fic!

I'd also like to take this moment to thank everyone for being so kind. It makes me so happy to know that people enjoy what I write. <3

And thank you especially, @random-multifandom-nightmare, for sending an ask! It really does mean a lot to me. I hope this helped — please feel free to reach back out if you have any other questions!!

#not writing #ask #title name inspiration #brief mention of injury #song lyric titles #seriously i love getting asks this is the best #my main is kudos-si-do btw. if you want more than warriors content #fair warning once i get back to reblogging there will be a lot of psych content #i love that show #anyway i should probably stop rambling lol #how many times can i type etcetera in one post LOL

[dinosaurtsukki]

⸺𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓀 10: that one mysterious friend

i should be over all the butterflies | a chuuya x gn!reader smau

a/n: akutagawa is just that one mysterious friend that people slowly learn random facts about

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰

masterlist | ↞ prev next ↠

⸺𝒻𝓊𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓈

↠ everyone writes songs in the band but dazai does most of the songwriting. the whole song producing process would happen much faster if dazai used a notebook or his phone instead of random scraps of paper

↠ akutagawa's parents are one of those Asian Parents who make their kids do a billion extracurriculars. it's why he was in debate club at one point

↠ yes, oda is akutagawa's roommate and he feels kind of fatherly towards him, hence oda coming to the piano recital

↠ tachihara and dazai were both cheering and clapping when akutagawa finished his piano piece earning a lot of stares in the auditorium

⸺𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

@kiyoobi ​​​​ @atsumusdomain ​​​​ @laure-chan ​​​​ @goodfoodxoxoxo ​​​​ @guardianangelswings ​​​​ @kei-ya ​​​​ @loisuke ​​​​ @whootwhoot ​​​​ @liz-multifandom-hotel @kac-chowsballs ​​​​ @violentfarewll @fyoyacanruinmylifethanks ​ ​​​ @nightmare-light ​​​​ ​ @miyakiyo0mi ​​​​ @whorefordazai ​​​​ @rirk-ke ​​​​ @cross-crye ​​​ @alohablue @duhsies ​​​ @alittlesimp @tetsustation @https-inarizaki @himboos @magpiemissy @hanazou @monochromaticelliot

reblogs and comments are much appreciated

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #chuuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya #osamu dazai #dazai #akutagawa ryuunosuke #akutagawa #tachihara michizou #tachihara #oda sakunosuke #oda #bungou stray dogs fluff #bsd fluff #bungou stray dogs crack #bsd crack #bungou stray dogs smau #bsd smau

[ceo-of-daichi]

Characters ~ Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Genre ~ Fluff

Word Count ~ 600+

A/N ~ I guess this makes me a multifandom fanfic writer now?👀😂 I know this is very different from what I usually write but I hit Bucky brainrot and just rolled with it! Not gonna tag my taglist because Idk if you like marvel👀 (also i realllyy apologise if this is ooc its my first time writing outside of Hq)

This contains no spoilers to TFATWS, its set between the blip and tfaws!

Tip-Jar☕️

Bucky’s hand cradled the door handle as he debated opening it, knowing that the person on the other side would cheer him up, but there was something stopping him. It could be the fact that his nightmare was so bad that night that he hadn’t really gotten much sleep. Not enough to feel in the mood to socialise anyway.

But it was you. And he would always open the door to you no matter the day, it was a promise he made to himself after the blip, after Steve.

You were one of the only people left that he started to yearn to be around if it was too long, even your weekly visits had started to become too little. He wished to see you more, but today really wasn’t the day.

Clenching his metal fist and letting out a shaky breath he finally opened the door, his knuckles now white from how hard he had been holding the handle without realising.

You had been waiting patiently as you always did, hands full with chinese takeaway and a small smile graced your features. He couldn’t help a small upturn of his own lips as he let you in.

‘You okay Bucky? Didn’t even get a text off you this week?’ You asked first and foremost, your tone full of worry. That was the longest it had taken him to answer the door in a couple of months, you thought therapy was helping but he was haunted by so many demons.

He shook his head and let out a low chuckle, still stood by the door and watched you carefully navigate his small apartment as if you lived there. ‘I can’t say I'm any worse than usual honestly [y/n]...’ He answered as he sat himself down on the couch.

You knew not to pry, if he wanted to talk to you he would. Bucky and you had a strange relationship, most would say, neither of you tended to talk. Both of your presences being enough to satisfy you, there was the occasional comment and joke but other than that, you both sat and ate. Watching whatever flashed before you on the painfully old tv screen and the occasional sideways glance admiring the other.

‘You need a new TV… Honestly how can you not get angry watching this?’ You whine as you spot another pixel not working.

‘This is perfectly fine! You know we used to listen to music and dance when I was younger, that was how you spent evenings with people.’ He smiled at the thought, he missed dancing with random girls that he would know and especially trying to set Steve up with them.

You watched as he was clearly lost in thought, it wasn’t often you got to see him smile like this. Biting your lip to hold back a huge smile you quickly shut off the TV and start to play some slow music on your phone. The music snapped him out of it as he gave you a curious look, but all seemed to connect when you got up and offered him your hand.

He hesitated at first, but a chance to dance with you was an opportunity he couldn’t pass up. Placing his hand in yours and his other on your waist you both start to sway around the apartment.

You weren’t doing a particular dance, just enjoying each other's presence as you spun and slowly danced around, your head ending up on Bucky’s chest as relaxation hit in each other's blissful company.

Lost in past memories, past friends, his thoughts flooded with images of him and Steve laughing back when neither of them had joined the military. Your mind flashes back to when you first met Steve and how close you, him and Natasha were, missing your awful game nights where a fight would definitely break out over monopoly or uno.

He was the first to shed a tear, burying his face in your neck trying to ground himself. It didn’t take long for you to follow, suddenly there was no music, there was no apartment. Just you and him stood in each other's arms, holding on for dear life.

#bucky #bucky barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #marvel x reader #the winter soldier #the winter soldier x reader #marvel

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

Nightmares.

DIN DJARIN. ┃ THE MANDALORIAN.

❝ words: 1k.

❝ summary: Din wakes up after having nightmares and he doesn’t react as he’d like.

❝ a / n: this work has been re-published due I deleted the blog @/sheisallergictoreality, to unify all my writings on the same blog. As always, feedback is appreciated!

Gif credits to @onlyhuman.

MASTERLIST. ⎢ MULTIFANDOM TAG LIST.

As the night has come and you have made sure the child is peacefully sleeping, you continue your steps to your compartment to rest after a long day through the galaxy. Although the Crest has become your home, it really doesn't feel like that till Din joins you in bed. Stripping and placing your clothes on the closest chair perfectly folded, you grab one of Mando's cotton shirts to put on. It smells like him. Grabbing the neck of it with your fist, you bring the fabric to your nostrils to take a long breath. The smoky and masculine scent fills your lungs at the speed of light, giving you goosebumps all over your body. If you can't fall asleep between his arms, at least you will feel it somehow.

Tucking in bed and getting comfier on his side, after submerging the compartment into the darkness, you close your eyes focusing all your attention on your own respiration. Normally, Din is already there when you put the child to sleep, after singing to him old lullabies, waiting for you with the lights turned off. You haven't seen him without his helmet yet, but you don't care about it, you understand why he does it and you respect that decision unconditionally. 

But tonight is one of those that he prefers to stay in the cockpit with his gaze lost on somewhere. Usually, you give him some room to be alone whenever he feels frustrated, even if you know you could help him with those emotions that consume himself in silence. 

That's why it takes you by surprise when the mattress sinks a little behind you after some minutes. You aren't sure how much time has passed since you fell asleep, not even if you're really awake, but you don't give it any importance as Din's arms wrap around your waist and neck fitting his anatomy to yours. A soft gasp escapes your lips feeling a kiss placed on the back of your head, as his warmth covers you completely.

What worries you is where, at some point of the night, you hear him uttering random words in Mando'a tossing and turning in bed.

“Akaan… Ar— Aruetii… Ky'ram… Ky— Kyramud… Tion gar gai? Tion gar gai?!”

His voice sounds a little high, eager, desperated. It's the first time you hear Mando stuttering, as if he was at the edge of breaking into bitter sobs. You don't hesitate turning around to try to wake him up about to place a hand on his shoulder, but as soon as he feels your fingertips rub his bare skin, one of his hands lands violently on your throat. Your head hits the metallic wall provoking a loud noise, as your complains and your whining joins it. 

The long digits pinning you to the wall are suffocating you in a painful way you can't even say a single syllable. It takes at least two seconds to Din to come back to reality and realize it was just a dream, where he is and who he is hurting. When he loosens the grip, you automatically put your hands around your neck starting to cough as you try to catch back your breathing. He doesn't move a single inch of his tensed anatomy, hearing him rub his face with both hands while a snort abandons his throat.

“I'm… I'm so— sorry, cyar'ika…” 

A broken thread of voice comes from his lips in the middle of the darkness. 

“I shouldn't… ha—have come… I'm sorry”.

Ahead of he can run away, you toss your fingers to where you think his left-wrist is, grabbing it luckily before he's farther. Slowly and remaining silent, you urge him to come back to bed. Din sniffs with a burning feeling growing within his chest, raising and falling heavily and anxiously due to the guilt making it impossible for him to breathe with normally. 

Nailing a knee in the mattress, your hand roams his bare arm till reaching a side of his sweaty neck. As you kneel over the bed, just as he does finally accepting your silent pleas asking him to stay, you start to spread gentle kisses to his face. Your mouth finds first his tensed jawline covered by a soft beard, continuing to his chin before going up to place them over his lips.

Din utters an uncontrollable gasp mixed with a brief sob, not being able to stop thinking that he has hurt you. One of the few things he truly loves in his life. And you aren't going to ask him what he was dreaming about, being well known that he will talk to you when he feels it. It's not a question about trust, but about Din being aware of how much you worry about him.

“I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to”. His lips brushes yours in an electrified gesture, causing you some shivers down your back-bone, as his nose touches yours. “Are you okay?”

“I am”. You just reply, being a half lie hoping you won't have any bruises tomorrow. “It's okay, Din… Breathe…”

Your honeyed tone calms him a little, while placing your free hand on the center of his chest to caress it and help him somehow.

“Lie down with me”.

“I ca— can't”.

“Please… Stay with me…”

You weren't expecting your words to end like a beg, but they have an impact for your beloved one, nodding with his head a second before taking your wish as a command. Tucking inside the bed again, you embrace him tightly into your arms urging him to rest his head on your chest. You tangle your fingers in his curls, gently stroking his scalp as your other hand scratches his back so, so softly.

His breathing soon becomes less erratic and more serene, noticing Din focusing on yours to bring back the calm to his body, until falling asleep again with his nose sunk into the gap between your neck and your shoulder.

#the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x you #the mandalorian #mando x reader #mando x you #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #din djarin

[imaginedxlan]

Ghost of You (Luke Patterson)

a/n: I’m really taking the multifandom thing to the extreme huh? Well this is my #first julie and the phantoms imagine because that show is so gas. Also ghost of you by 5sos is also gas and it made me cry to think of this song and the boys so i just had to do something.

25 years ago, y/n was dating the frontman of the band Sunset Curve, Luke Patterson. Now, a quarter of a century after his untimely death, she sees what she can only assume to be his ghost in a new band and is reminded of the days when she loved him and how she processed his death at only seventeen.

y/d/n = your daughter’s name

Warnings: death, depression

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It’s a Saturday morning when your daughter comes running in to show you some YouTube video on her iPad. You can’t really understand what she’s saying, just things like holograph, hot boy and band. When she finally calms down and presses play on the video you see a young girl, no older than fifteen, singing with a beautiful voice. Your daughter has never really been one to show you random videos, not that this girl wasn’t a good singer, but you’re confused as to why she would have taken the time to run from her room to show you this video.

Then you see it. Just as the chorus of the song begins to play, a band appears around her, full equipment flashes in completely out of nowhere. There he is. You can’t believe your eyes. As your daughter begins to point out the boy wish the shaggy brown hair and glowing smile and how ‘hot he is’ you feel nauseous. Luke Patterson, front man of Sunset Curve and your deceased boyfriend.

“Turn that off, y/d/n.” You say sternly as your mind begins to cloud. This had to be some sort of dream, or nightmare. Seeing Luke’s face after so long, feeling like you had been transported right back to 1995, it was all too much. You had tried so hard to move on, to heal from the sudden loss of him, but seeing him like this brought back the hurt all over again.

“Mom? Are you alright?” Your daughter asks, still not pausing the video. “It’s just a video, I don’t understand.”

“I said turn it off!” You never meant to sound so harsh, but the queesy feeling in your stomach only worsens the more you hear the rasp in his voice, so clear compared to the only CDs you’d kept throughout the years. “I need to go lay down.”

July 30, 1995

This worst day of your life, standing next to your parents and his as you struggle for a breath. Only eight days have past since the fateful night that was supposed to be your boyfriends big break but ended up taking his life. Your arms are folded tightly in front of you as you attempt to stop the endless stream of sobs rolling from your lips. Staring at his casket, side by side with Alex and Reggie’s, made you feel sicker than any flu you’d every caught. The pastor walks ahead of the crowd in front of the three wooden boxes that held your very best friends.

“My friends, we are gathered here today for a number reasons. First, we are here to pay our tribute to three young men, all full of talent and promise, who have been taken from this earth far too soon. Reginald Peters, Luke Patterson, and Alexander Mercer.” When he calls the names of the boys, you only cry harder into your fathers shoulder. Only seventeen years old and you had already suffered the worst loss you could ever imagine. “We are also here to comfort the families of these boys along with their loved ones. Not only have we sensed our own personal feelings of loss over Reggie, Luke, and Alex’s passing, but our hearts have been drawn toward them, and will continue to be with them. We are here to seek comfort, as our hearts ache over this inconceivable loss, and we hope that these young men will find eternal rest, wherever they may be.”

With your heart heavy, so say your final goodbye to the boy you love most in this world. Placing a hand on his casket, the tears do not stop rolling down your cheeks. You feel a hand grip your shoulder and turn to see Mrs. Patterson, her eyes red and heavy like yours. You embrace the woman and cry into each other for a while, unable to break from the closest person to Luke. You hold her hand, his father on the other side of her, as they lower him into the ground. You replay the last moment you spent with him in your mind, wishing him luck before they went for those stupid fucking hotdogs before the show, telling him you’d be cheering him on from the wings. The Orpheum was their dream and they never got to play it.

You couldn’t shake the overwhelming feeling of loss, not that you were expected to. The weeks you spent laying in your bed, staring at the Sunset Curve posters and polaroids from concerts and rehearsals on your walls, turned to months. You didn’t cry, there were no more tears left in your body. Those photos are all you have left of him, that and their CD that played on repeat all day and night. Your parents were probably sick of it by now but they didn’t dare come in to tell you to turn it off. They did come in to tell you when dinner was ready and ask if you wanted to see any of the countless friends that came to comfort you. They would sit on your bed, listening to the voice of your now dead boyfriend and cry with you. They try to get you to leave the house, come with them on a walk or get breakfast at your favorite diner but it was no use. Any place you go will bring up a memory you have when Luke was there with you, smiling that bright shiny smile of his.

You eventually did go outside, having to start and finish out your senior year without him. No homecoming, no prom, no graduation. The school held memorials for the boys, they hung portraits and painted murals but it just made you more numb to the feelinh when you saw his face. Nothing made you happy anymore, you put on a face to keep your friends, parents and newly appointed grief counsellor from forcing any pills down your throat to fix the chemical imbalance that came from losing the only light on your life. They called it complicated grief, it was persistent and crippling, but you refused to take any pharmaceuticals. You feel semi-responsible for not being there to tell him hotdogs from the back of a car was a bad idea, you feel like you have to sit with this ever present sinking feeling. You spend Luke’s birthday with his parents every year, remembering the last birthday you spent with him and trying your hardest to smile at the memory of the boys smashing his cake into his face at some random stop on tour, but you can’t.

Present Day

You find the video that your daughter showed you earlier today, Julie and the Phantoms they were called. You had pulled the shoe box out of your closet, the one filled with concert t-shirts, polaroid’s and posters from the best days of your life and went through them for the first time in a long time. Your husband knew Luke, he went to your high school and then college. He knew what his death did to you and he understood that Luke Patterson will always have a piece of your heart. He doesn’t mind, he supports you on the hard days, his birthday and the anniversary of his death, and he pushes you to grow and heal from the pain. You needed someone like him in your life, he was good.

“We buried you.” You whisper as your finger comes into contact with the screen, staring at the face of the seventeen year old boy you lost in 1995. Your daughter explained it was a hologram, that the girl who was singing had programmed them into her stage, but you watched every single Sunset Curve performance and it looked nothing like any one you ever saw. You were staring at the ghost of him. Your hand reached for your favorite polaroid picture of him, all sweaty and gross after a show with the biggest smile on his face. “We buried you, Luke.”

Your husband had already seen the video by the time he came home from work. He held you while you cried, swearing he was a ghost. He told you over and over again that he was just a hologram, and you eventually stopped fighting him. Your daughter was confused, you never told her about Luke or the boys, it was just too hard. In the morning you went through the box again, this time stopping on a disposable camera photo of the two of you holding each other backstage just before a show. When you looked closer at the photo he was wearing the same blue hoodie he was wearing that night.

July 22, 1995

Sound check is only a few minutes away and you sat on a big red couch in the backstage area of The Orpheum with the boys. You were cuddled into Luke’s side, hearing his heartbeat racing at the thought of getting on stage in less than an hour.

“I can’t believe we made it,” Alex muses, fiddling with his drum sticks. “Sunset Curve, playing at the Orpheum.”

“Tell your friends.” Reggie adds, making the group laugh. “I can’t believe it either. This is going to change everything.”

Bobby nodded with the boys, so did Luke. You looked up toward him, in awe of how far they’ve come. “Hey, I’m really proud of you.”

He looks down to you and pulls you tighter into him before pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Wouldn’t be here without you.”

“As if,” You roll your eyes. “I just told you Sunset Curve sounded better than Sunset Curb, and Alex was already pushing against curb.”

He just smiles, and rests his head on top of your. “We have to go soon. We’ll probably get something to eat beforehand, so I’ll see you after the show. I love you.”

“I love you more, hot shot.” You reply, lifting your head to leave a soft kiss on his lips. The boys let out a collective ew to which you respond with your middle finger, no words. “Go kill it, you know where I’ll be.”

“Don’t move!” Reggie shouts as Luke is about to get off the couch. He pulls out a camera from his backpack and brings it to his eye. “You’ll want this for the slideshow when I make my speech at your wedding.”

You and Luke roll your eyes before he brings you closer into his side, flashing his award winning smile. You hold him tight and stare up at his beautiful face when the flash of the camera goes off. He plants one more kiss on your temple before getting up.

The four boys filed out of the backstage area and onto their respective spots on stage, Luke turning around to send you one last wink before grabbing his guitar. Not even an hour later, the sound of sirens bring you the worst news you could ever fathom. They were dead, the three of them were dead and you never even got to say goodbye. You and Bobby stand shocked while the officers explain what happened, your first thought being this is some huge prank they’re playing to get their nerves out before the show. But it wasn’t. They really died that night and you’re left wondering what you could’ve done different so he would still be here. So Reggie could have actually made a speech at your wedding, what you could have done to build a life with him instead of losing him at seventeen. 

Present Day

You spend a long time deciding what will make you feel okay after this. You had spent years avoiding every aspect of life that would remind you of your lost love, but now his ghost, or hologram, is an internet sensation. While it broke your heart to see him again, doing the thing he loved most in this world, it forced you to look back on your time with him, to look through all the memories you made with him and you were grateful for that. You find that the young girl, Julie, goes to school with your daughter. You decide that direct contact between a fifteen year old and a forty-two year old stranger would be far out of your comfort zone. Settling on a letter that your daughter will pass along to her, you sit down to write.

Dear Julie,

      My name is Y/n, I’m y/d/n’s mom. This may seem a little odd that  your classmate’s mother is writing you a note, but I have to thank you for something. In 1995, I lost someone very special to me, a few people actually. They were in a band called Sunset Curve, maybe you’ve heard of them. Y/d/n showed me your performance, all I can say is wow. You are an extraordinarily talented girl, not only musically but your holograms are awe-striking. When I saw the figure of my late friends come on to screen, you have no idea what kind of joy that brought me, to watch them perform again. I was with them that night, the night of The Orpheum. They were one step closer to stardom before it all ended, if they were able to see that your music was bringing them back to life I’m sure they would be shouting and carrying on like they always did. You allowed me to get one last chance to see them perform, something I always wished I could see. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. I’m not sure how you managed to create them and bring them into your show, but however you did it you brought some peace back into my life. After watching your video, I was finally able to face the past, something I have been struggling with for years. If you ever had any questions about the boys or want to see some memorabilia I’ve kept all these years, feel free to reach out. Again Julie, you don’t know what your video gave me, I am forever grateful for you and your technological skills. I hope success finds you, thats all Sunset Curve could have ever dreamed of.

Best Wishes,                                                                                                      Y/N

#julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms imagine #luke patterson #alex mercer #reggie peters #julie molina #luke patterson imagine #jatp #jatp imagine #luke jatp #jatp netflix #jatp fanfic

[an0nymousghost]

my answers to simblr asks v1 because i don’t think i did a mass post like this. 

1. how big is your mods folder? 15 gb, i don’t have my giant hair folder in rn

2. how would you describe your style? maxis-match, reshade/cartoony/dof aesthetic

3. what is your favorite challenge? 100bc obviously. and those completionist ones that take 400 years to finish

4. do you make cc? if so, what kind? age conversions of hair and recolors. and once in a blue moon i convert earrings or something

5. what type of cc do you hoard? hair, always and forever. my hair folder is sooo organized but i dont keep it in my game because it is very hard to find anything; there’s literally over 1000 items in the catalogue. also this is just female hair, for kids/toddler i use my own stuff and there’s really not enough male hair for me to mass hoard

6. what default eyes and skin do you use? intoxicated v2 - i’ll use this for the rest of my life emerald eyes by forgottengrotto

7. how many urls have you had, and what are the meanings behind them?

i have had 4:

celeschul - a play on “celestial” because that’s how you pronounce it an0nymousghost - the 8th level of the criminal: oracle career stardze - relating to astrology (star daze) teauke - sounds cool i guess; also i really wanted a short name

i don’t think i’ll change my url anytime in the future because it would be very annoying with all the broken links. i personally hate it when blogs have broken links so i don’t want to add to the problem. also, an0nymousghost is such a nice simblr url, it’s actually got a connection to the actual game. it is already confusing enough with the an0nymousghost/celeschul thing, but that’s mainly just because an0nymousghost is a long url and doesn’t really fit on package titles or thumbnails

8. who is your favorite gameplay blog? i have a personal blog and on there i only follow my faves: @leafykii, solarlemonade, ratboysims, @simprising​, myshunos, @aridridge, @whimsyblue. 

9. who is your favorite storytelling blog? idk i dont follow stories

10. who is your favorite cc creator? im not super involved in cc rn but aharris00britney and clumsyalienn who does those beautiful hair strands. oh yes and myself of course 

11. how do you edit your photos? reshade + action + psd. it’s complicated but the reshade takes 0 effort and ive struggled with editing forEVER im happy with this one

12. what is the last screenshot you took? idk im on my macbook 

this is the last screenshot on my mac LUL. rip to this hair which has been a wip for 10 million years. 

13. what do you do when you are unmotivated? nothing; right now is a good example. i have a queue so you probably can’t tell, but i’m super unmotivated to do anything. like i could make cc or play ts4 but i really just don’t want to (that’s why im writing this). idk why, but either it’ll pass or my blog will be dead forever. xo

14. who is your current favorite sim? i said the fae sisters for my other post but i really like noelle’s husband claye! i think my female sims are always wayyy more attractive than my male sims, but claye might pull in front of noelle tbh. he looks much better with the emerald eyes (the cartoony ones) 

also i consider all my sims to be good people, and claye’s kindness comes from him always taking care of leila and israel because noelle is off at work and such. oh and noelle’s way more...experienced than him when it comes to relationships

15. who is your current favorite sim that is not by you? no one really comes to mind, i haven’t been focused on like one specific sim lately

16. recreate someone else’s sim in your style. nah

17. do you talk about sims with people in real life? yeah. i don’t want to keep secrets from my friends (i used to have a secret ig account and it was a cause of major stress) so i just mention it in passing. honestly if they’re not cool with me having a sims blog, we can’t be friends. none of my irl friends play sims tho :( 

18. how many of the packs do you own? 23/38 or something along those lines

19. how many posts do you have on your blog currently? 1665. i have more followers than posts, something that i never achieved ever on my old blog because i had like 4 gazillion posts

20. how many drafts do you have on your blog currently? 7, they’re all just shitposts or asks 

21. how many posts are in your queue currently? 17

22. have you ever moved blogs? 2 times. celeschul -> stardze -> an0nymousghost. also i moved my multifandom sideblog once but that url has changed soo many times

23. are you in any sims related discord servers? yeah. though, i cant stand discord for a totally-unrelated-to-sims reason

24. what are your thoughts on the most recent pack? (paranormal) this is an outdated question but i still do not care about this pack. lol

25. how many hours have you played sims? 1039 hours

26. if you play gameplay, do you play with mods? yes, a lot

27. what’s the farthest you’ve gotten in a challenge? 100bc, i got to like 56/100 kids in my first attempt. this is TECHNICALLY farther than random nightmares, which i feel like i completed more of but i only did 50% of that challenge. i wrote on my blog that i completed random nightmares but in my heart, it’s not complete until 10 generations. so i just said that to make myself feel better. i’ll do a season 2 sometime...sometime

#replies #replying to MYSELF #simblr asks #ask game #i copy pasted some answers #also to clarify 24 #i have no idea what to say bout paranormal #it's just a pack that's it

[direnightshade]

Thank you for the tag, @clydesducktape!

1. Why did you choose your url?

I wanted something related to The Nightmare Before Christmas.

2. Any side blogs?

Yep. I've got a few. And a whole stand-alone blog for Autumn related things.

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

Oof. Not sure. This account's really only been around for a couple years, but in total I've probably been on tumblr since 2012.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

Yep! It's 'all queued up'.

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

It was literally just a multifandom blog to reblog a lot of random fandom crap.

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

I just liked it. lol

7. Why did you choose your header?

I mean... It's Charlie so I feel like that answers that.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

Think it's the one about feeling like you've written forever only to wind up with like 400 words. lol

9. How many mutuals do you have?

No idea.

10. How many followers do you have?

That's irrelevant! lol

11. How many people do you follow?

194

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

Yep.

13. How often do you use Tumblr each day?

All day every day.

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

lol Yep.

15. How do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

I hate them.

16. Do you like tag games?

I do! I just never tag anyone so it usually dies with me.

17. Do you like ask games?

I do!

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous?

Idk and idc. lol

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

Don't call me out like this. lol

20. Tags

Anyone who wants to participate!

#personal #tag game

[fandom-rebellion-au]

Hello!! Welcome to this alternative omniverse called Fandom!rebellion!

Fandom!rebellion will be about a rebellion started by Dream! And he will be up against Nightmare and his team!

The list of fandoms that will be in the rebellion and not in the rebellion will be loads! But some of the main ones are, SU, UTMV, DDLC, Splatoon 2, AND EVEN THE CREATORS THEMSELVES!

The creators will be able to choose fandoms, and make a design for one of the characters and choose which side they're on! They can even make designs for themselves and choose their team! Everyone can participate! You can submit your designs here, or tag us when you make your design!

Masterpost Below

MODS:

Mod Luna

Heya! I'm Luna, aka @lunalights-stuff84 ! I'm the original creator, and the one who is making the story for this ao! I'm basically always online, so I'll be answering a lot of the questions! I go by the pronouns she/her! I'm excited to finally show this ao off to the public!

Team-Dream

Mod Chai:

Hello there! I’m Chai from my main blog @chais-chaos-corner and I am partially an artist and a writer for this project! I will be online frequently so you might see me answering asks here and there, but I won’t be running the blog as much as Luna. In case you need to refer to me, my pronouns are she/they. Hope you guys will stay with us as this exciting story unfolds!

Team-Dream

Mod Kat:

Hey im Kat, sanity is for the weak, my main is @kit-kit-kat and i am a chaotic shitposter so beware. My pronouns are she/her and im gonna be doing some arts

Team-Nightmare

Mod Waffles:

wassup, this is waffles. you may also know me as @wallowaffles ​. I will mostly be helping as an artist on this project. Im on very randomly, so i probably wont be the one answering most the questions.

Team-ink

Mod Viridi:

Yo it’s Viridi, the beautiful mistress of chaos and bad sleeping habits! I’m going to help with some art and writing here! I’m pretty active, so I will answer as many asks as I can! I have two blogs! @viridi-cass is where I post my art and writing! And @viridi-dea is where I be a crackhead 24/7! Stay chaotic y’all!

Team- Nightmare

Mod Lilac:

Hey, I'm Lilac. My main blog is @ellabellu but warning that it is multifandom and an absolute mess. I do a mix of drawing, craft, writing and animation but mainly just drawing uwu. My pronouns are she/her and I seem to have an unhealthy obsession with crying over fictional characters.

Team-Nightmare

RULES:

Please be kind and respectful, no rude or toxic behavoir will be tolerated.

To join, you must ask one of the mods. We want to keep track of who joins

No NSWF or 18+ content, we want to keep this blog pg-13

Join which ever side you want, (it dont gotta be what your friend chooses.)

HAVE FUN MFS!!

Our discord: https://discord.gg/GF8rXSa

RANDOM SHITPOST VID FIR THE SHITPOSTS WE MADE BEFORE WE STARTED THIS BLOG LMAO:

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#masterpost #fandom!rebellion #mod Luna #mod waffles #mod viridi #mod kat #mod chai #mod lilac #modified by mod waffles