So, I Wrote A Thunderbolts* Fanfic If Anybody Wants To Check It Out!

Ooooo, Anti has a crush-

We've had A Date With Markiplier, A Heist With Markiplier, In Space With Markiplier; it's all about Markiplier.

When are we getting Dicked Down by Darkiplier?

CHONNY'S HERE, SCATTER!

this is where ill post quirky, relatable posts about love, life and shame.

just after pigs fly, hell freezes over, and i go to therapy.

Introduction of Natemare, by Shaun

“Hello? Hello… I know you’re there. Are you scared? You shouldn’t be. Just follow the sound of my voice. … That’s it. Good.” 

“You’re almost here. Just keep walking. There you go. Now tell me something. You won’t get tired of my voice… Will you?” 

“Aww… Don’t look so scared. I promise I won’t hurt you. Yet.”

“I wonder how you managed to find this place… It’s a strange thing to want to come here. After all, he did abandon me here. But never told anyone. It makes me wonder how you found me. Maybe curiosity. Maybe ignorance. Maybe because… you heard my voice.”

“It doesn’t matter to me. You’re mine now. So sit back, relax, and stay in your seat. Not like you have a say in the matter. This is sure to be a fun one, I can tell. Oh, and one last thing…”

“Enjoy the Show~”

Jumpscare location embedded transcript below:

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Linkin Park reference...

i'm honored Kess, you're super cool :D

hey guys?

thank you. genuinely, thank you for just being here. every time someone interacts with something i've done it makes me smile knowing somebody took the time to notice my bullshit

to the handful of you that are entertaining my dumb ass with RP plots on my sideblog--

y'all are a whole new reason to wake up every day, and as stupid and cringe as it may sound from a random weirdo on the internet, i love you guys

thank you for being around to observe my shenanigans <3

EVERYBODY GO CHECK OUT MY FRIEND'S FANFIC RIGHT NOW!!!

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Summary: You love your partner. You would do anything for her. Wouldn't you?

TWs: Major character death & a bit of gore. This probably isn't a very healthy relationship so beware.

Pairing(s): Fem! Darkiplier x Gender Neutral Reader

Author Note: This is very poorly written cause it was kinda just a passing midnight thought where I just happened to have access to my laptop. Also, I don't encourage any toxic implications of shit like this in real life, my intention was not to glorify or romanticize toxic relationships IRL, This is just supposed to be a horror fic. This is kinda the darkest thing I've written so far, which doesn't really say a lot of interesting stuff about me.

Okay no fic here cause I felt like tumblrs moderation may not like it much, so if you wanna read it, here's the ao3 link to it:

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I WAKE UP TO 226 HITS AND 35 KUDOS?? I UNDERESTIMATED HOW FERAL THIS FANDOM IS FOR CONTENT

Eryn coughs, spitting up blood.

"You fucking lied," she yells, her voice hoarse. "When I thought I was dead, and I was hellbent on finding him, you said spirits couldn't die a second time. YOU LIED. I- I killed them, Phantom! My stupid actions led to their second deaths. They were just kids! They'd already had a horrible death alongside him, and Natemare was caring for them. They were a family. And I killed them. They were probably terrified as their whole home collapsed. They were kids..." she repeats, her voice trembling. She hauls herself into a sitting position, staring at Phantom.

"You should have let him kill me."

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

Not to be dramatic but Bucky’s new theme literally got me tearing up rn

Like he FINALLY gets to have a theme that isn’t doom and gloom, finally his theme isn’t something that ties back to his winter soldier days

ITS EPIC, ITS HEROIC

It feels like a celebration of everything he has become. Because he isn’t the winter soldier, he’s James Buchanan Barnes, overcomer of the worst this world has to offer

And i find that beautiful 🥹