Seabones

I’m floating through the sea |multi fandom writer|Requests open| Roleplays are closed again!|18|

[bonesofthesea0]

Fandoms I write for/roleplay for

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Creepypasta

Mable hornets

Everyman hybrid

Hannibal

The lost boys

Marvel

Dc

Gachiakuta

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Requests are open!

[timwrightsrighthook]

It's his love language obviously

[bonesofthesea0]

Masturbated With someone and then for after care we talked about gachiakuta for two hours. 10 out of 10 experience.

[veemoosstuff]

Bruh I posted it on my Instagram but forgot to do the same on here, I apologize to you all on Tumblr who follow me...Anyway, here's our stinky man✨

(His eyes are hazel but idk If I captured it on here...well🤷)

[timwrightsrighthook]

Brilex version

Part three of the trilogy

[the-ghost-of-tobi]

what is this thing

[lilghoulx]

My drawing of Marko from The Lost Boys 1987 💛

[j0rts-arts]

Uh oh! You’ve been spotted at the boardwalk!

(Run)

[saja-55]

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

[nadin2003]

🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

Nadin’s Hope: Rebuilding Life for a Mother and Child

My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.

If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.

[bonesofthesea0]

Does anyone have any good x reader fics where the reader is actually in the slenderverse series and the fic doesn’t take place after them?

It doesn’t matter the slenderverse but I’m just curious if anyone has any good recommendations

[arimari81-70]

How it feels logging onto Tumblr to read fics after joining a new fandom

[bonesofthesea0]

I think this will be the only time I will ever be this vulnerable in a tumbler post but I just wanna put this out there.

I am currently sick with Covid, ever since 2024 I have gotten Covid seventh times this is my seventh time having it. The doctors do not understand why I keep having it after not being around anyone who has had it it sucks ass.

It has generally come to in my life that I am in pain constantly for months due to this I do not know what to do with my life because this has been my life for the past two years.

It is affected my schooling, my work and multiple different things in my life. And I just don’t know what to do because doctors don’t know what to do ether.

I’m sorry for posting this, I’m a little tipsy, I’ll probably delete this when I’m in a better state of mind but I’m genuinely tired of this. I’m sick and tired of being in pain, missing out on my high school years and just not being able to keep anyone in my life.

[bonesofthesea0]

Puppet master and lost boys cross over role play would go so hard. It’s my two favorite 80s horror movies.

[trashvampiree]

wow my back hurts I wish Dwayne was here so I could crack him idk leave me alone I don't care

[venusmoon01]

Too all the shawtys who write fan fiction of The Lost Boys, keep it up i need my bed time stories

[sparrow-the-jester]

The bite of '87

I'm almost 100% sure this has probably been done before but whatever, we ball