Imagine Just Being So Good At Sucking Dick That You Get Your Teeth Knocked Out Several Times Because

thank you

I was once in a place where no one could hear my screams. My screams were loud once, loud and demanding and begging to be set free.

But they grew weak, growing weaker as my hope to be heard was lost. I was trapped, I didn't know where I was, time did not exist, and I was alone.

My children... my little twins... would they even remember me?

...

There is a small crack beneath my fingers. It feels rough, the first texture I've felt in so long. There is no feeling in the darkness, nothing to cling onto, nothing to cry into.

The crack grows and grows. I see flashes of violet and swirls of red-orange that highlight my palms, the first light in hundreds, thousands of years maybe.

The crack becomes so large that it breaks and two hands reach out in the darkness as the familiar burn of lightning and flames crackle on my skin, illuminating the shadows.

I take them and my screams are released; a small, weary, liberated cry is among them:

"Thank you."

deranged post number four

@whatisgrass JUST TOOK MY GAY CARD

EVIL ARC PEAK: ENGAGE!

we duel at dawn bitch

YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS

egg: uncooked

steak: rare

milk: 1%

alcohol: straight up liquor

warm drink: black coffee

@dead-deadashell this reminded me of you

you're fucking weird dude

I'm automatically required by law to use all of these

hey babe come look at this (affectionate)

Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

ok google, how do I post "regularly" or at least enough that no one assumes that I am dead

Flow, Ghost, Infinity, Terra 1.1

Delyth Parks felt a small tremor, the vibrations growing in intensity every second. There were rarely earthquakes here and even when there were, they were small and insignificant, often ignored by the occupants of below. 

“The here’s going on?” Jade Halsey appeared from around a corner, hair ruffled and hazel eyes blown wide. So it wasn’t just Dee who felt it. “Dunno, maybe the Titans are causing a ruckus downstairs,” Dee suggested sarcastically, her Irish accent making it seem even more so. 

Jade rolled her eyes, “Your sarcasm is noted. Anyway, I sense it’s coming from the fountain.”

“What? I thought it was drained years ago.”

“My senses aren’t wrong, if it was the Titans, pretty sure it would have much weaker than this.”

Jade was right about the fountain being the source but there was something unusual about this particular earthquake(besides its abnormally strong intensity).

 The closer they had gotten to the fountain, the weaker the vibrations became and it happened to be full of blood as it did long ago. 

“Ok, this is getting weird,” Jade said and Dee noticed some bubbles appearing near the edge. Something was rising from it but what or who was it?

A tuft of hair appeared first then a face, arms, legs, and soon enough, there was an entire body floating in the blood fountain but whoever it was, they weren’t drenched in it. In fact, they looked perfectly dry. 

The girls dragged the body out of the fountain, confirming it to be a boy in his teen years, possibly a tad younger than they were(looks-wise, at least), with brown hair tied into a ponytail and bangs covering his left eye.

Dee placed a hand on his chest and almost immediately retracted it in shock. “What’s wrong, Dee?” The redhead could only mutter four chilling words...

“He... he has a heartbeat.”

shit, not again

i literally just woke up at 2 am wtf

bi panic initiating in 3...2...1

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