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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Claire Keane
Xuebing Du
izzy's playlists!
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
will byers stan first human second
Cosimo Galluzzi
Fai_Ryy
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@dreaminglittlewriter
I love your idea for the female counterparts. It seems you don't have one for Anti yet so I was thinking maybe a child or a young teen. It's just a suggestion, but I thought it would be interesting.
Thanks! I’m glad you like the idea. I’m still considering whether Anti should get one or not, because he seems to be the kind of person that works alone. Although I do like the idea! If you ever write anything be sure to tag me!
Anti: You can’t spell manslaughter without laughter!
Jackieboy: Okay, so one of you has been loading the dishwasher wrong.
Chase: Shouldn’t we wait for the others to come join us?
Jackieboy: No, we can start.
Just In Time
give me angst (or not) prompts
W O A H
I 👏 love 👏 this 👏
HOLY SHIT YES
Jenna radiates the same kinda cursed energy as Mark tbh
Blessed energy
JSE Birthday Charity Project
Reminder that we’re hosting another charity project for Jack’s birthday!
We’re raising money for the Autistic Self Advocacy Network (ASAN) this time!
We know this is very soon after the Christmas project but we really wanted to do something for his birthday, even if it’s a smaller project!
The fundraiser is going live tomorrow (the 10th of January) and will remain open through the 10th of February, and we’ll be keeping it secret until the 7th of February!
Remember to not talk about this in the main tag and instead use #JSEBirthdayCharityProject and #JSEBCP
JJ but talks like the guy who plays Kratos from god of war
OMFG
Yes. And he’s like…Giant and super buff too…
D I LOVE YOU
D THIS IS THE BEST THING I SAW THIS MORNING 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
HOLY SHIT YES
Fucking... Cannon...
I ship it.
@skyewardlight
@iris-sanders-athena
@nextstep17
Because I refuse to suffer alone
Hit the Road, Jack
and don’t you come back No more, no more, no more, no more !!
Hit the road Jack - Ray Charles
This is giving me wierd vibes~
And I kinda like it.
in 👏 2019 👏 we 👏 finish👏 our 👏 WIPs 👏
I 👏 CAN 👏 NOT 👏 PROMISE 👏 THIS 👏 I’M 👏 SORRY 👏
ME 👏 EITHER 👏
Is it possible to fall in love with a song? Because I just listened to Szin cover of Teen Idle on Youtube and holy shit I want to marry it.
The One True King
It was supposed to be simple.
He’s done this parry since he was a mere boy. It’s a little flick of the blade, catching the other’s tip in the hilt and twisting it out of their grip. Even with the lack of practice since the curse, it should’ve been easy and smooth.
But with a single drop of crimson, he’s sealed his fate.
His palm stings, the cut slicing through thin layers of skin and flesh, and there’s a ringing in his ears, pushing and pulling with the waves of static coursing through his skull. He drops the dagger and his blood sings, pulsing and pounding through his heart as it pulls him forward, forcing him to clasp a firm hand on his advisor’s shoulder to keep his balance. Blue eyes- so clear, so full of life- stare into victorious green, and it takes a long, slow moment before a horrified expression strikes his face, betrayal piercing through his dulling gaze. “Jem…”
JJ smirks, a cruel smile that mars his face, twisting it into something unrecognizable, and the mask falls, a snap of silent fingers revealing his true form in a flare of glitches. The prim, proper blue of his vest becomes a deep black cloak, cascading over his shoulders and slinking into the shadows, and a crown of thorns cross his brow, rubies, sapphires, and emeralds glittering in the low light of the prince’s chambers.
“Time’s up, pet. Y҉o̷u'r̛e͏ m̕in͜e.”
The static rages in his ears, drilling into his brain and under his skin, and he chokes back a sob, bloody tears running down his face. There’s a clawed hand on his face, sharp nails digging into his jaw, and he can’t look away- his hope, his trust, his very life stripped away by the demon in front of him.
“͞N̷o͡ẁ ̧d̡on̛’t ͘c͞ŗy,҉ ̸J͟a͜c̡k͜.” He croons, a thumb stroking a crimson tear away with a fanged grin. “Th͞is͘ w͢ąs̵ aļw̴a̸ys̸ me͜an̴t t͠o̕ b͏e.”
The static reaches a crescendo, breaking through his defenses as whispers creep through his mind, twisting and warping his perceptions. Give in give in givein giveingiveingiveingiveingivein-
And finally, he falls.
His strength fails him, the last spark smothered in his dull eyes, and he collapses to his knees, his limp body the demon’s to control. Green overtakes blue, swallowing everything in his empty stare, and there’s a laugh above him, a crow of triumph and pure glee that he’s drawn to like a moth to a flame.
Distantly, he can hear a door open, but he pushes it aside, his focus on his master and his master only. The whispers speak to him, telling him forgotten truths and new orders in hushed tones, and he can’t help but listen, the harsh words seeping into his brain and swelling with every breath.
The static overtakes him again, surrounding him and engulfing him in their grasp, and he welcomes it, a blissful smile dancing on his lips as he’s whisked away from the sound of a scream.
But he ignores it.
His Master is everything. Nothing else matters.
Only Him. Only Anti.
Only His King.
Okay, so this is an AU that several members of the @jse-writing-community collaborated on together to make, and a masterlist of all the pieces will be out on @twisteddisneyjse sometime as more writers share their versions of the tale, so if you like this, check out the AU blog!
@kisstheashes @shadowstakeall @abouttobesilenced @tainted-sylver @assbutt-of-the-readers @here-be-becquerel @dabthesinaway @aquaticember06 @spicy-spedicey @superbanananinja234 @imallwaysconfused @awkward-bullshit @cest-mellow @starlightxnightmare @help-trashbin @epicfangirl01 @clownoutofdarkness @mihaela-tbg @iris-the-asparagus @cutewarmachine @sqxxddygremlin @nextstep17 @bunchofdoodlesinspace @ill-spink @abyssshifter @eridangan @jaysflight @skyewardlight @dreamsoffallingstars @kyerrio @unadventurousjulie @edgyishere @lostinegomayhem
FUCKING YES
Old Friends.
Fandom: Sanders Sides
AU: Assasins!AU
(A/N) ...and I’m a super inactive bitch sorry! Wait, that wasn’t recording? Ah well, I guess I’ll have to talk about my problems some other time ;D Hope you enjoy! Had this written on paper for a while, just been busy and couldn’t find time to type it.
Enjoy!
It was never too late to go for a walk, Roman decided, enjoying the cool wind whipping his hair around his face and burning his lungs. The trees towered above his, so wide that their branches entangled and created a canopy. The stars that did shine through the trees twinkled like diamonds, the faint moonlight just enough to allow him to rest his eyes on the autumn leaves that scattered the ground. He always loves the night and, although it saddened him that he couldn’t venture out during the day, he thought that the nature of the park was just, if not more, beautiful at night.
Roman decided to stop and sit on the roots of a particularly gnarled oak tree, tortured oak tree. He swung his rucksack off and sat, leaning his back on a rather comfortable spot between two knots in the wood. He continued to pull out a bottle of water, a penlight, a sketchpad and a couple of pencils. Taking a swig from his bottle he placed the tip of his pencil on the paper and began to draw.
He wasn’t sure what he was drawing yet but the night always gave him inspiration and he was excited to see what his creativity would conjure up this time. He took a deep breath and let his hand run along the paper.
Roman had only been drawing for about half an hour when he heard something light falling out of the tree across from where he was drawing. Usually, he would ignore these sounds, assuming they were from animals or what-not, but something about this made him feel uneasy. Abandoning his belongings, Roman decided to stand up and investigate the source of the disturbance.
After searching around the trunk of the tree for a couple minutes Roman found an empty plastic Starbucks cup. The moment he picked up the cup he felt a shiver run down his spine. He looked up at the tree branches above him. He could have sworn he had seen something move but decided that it was just late-night hysteria. Brushing the shiver off to be from the cold breeze he came to the conclusion that it has been tossed aside by some careless person with no regard for other life, and the noise was just some wild animal. Still a tad uneasy he went back to his belongings and continued to draw.
Roman continued to draw for another couple of hours before he was disturbed by the sound of a branch creaking above him. He jumped onto his feet, his head snapping upwards, and pulled his pocket knife out of his tracksuit. Just as he shone his penlight upwards a dark shadow fell on top of him.
Having blacked out momentarily Roman groggily propped himself up on his elbows and slowly propped his hand to his left temple, feeling a warm trickle oozing onto his fingers.
“Oh my god, Ro! Are you okay?” Roman squinted at the figure, his fist instinctively clenching tighter against the handle of the knife.
“Y-Yeah… I’m fine, I just-” The figure suddenly came into focus, the realization of the person’s identity pushing away all former grogginess.
“Remy? What the hell!” Despite Romans livid eyes Remy fell back giggling.
“Um, Surprise?” Remy was drinking out of another half-empty Starbucks cup that he handed to Roman.
“Sorry-not-sorry I drank most of it.” Roman rolled his eyes but took the drink anyway and stuck the straw in his mouth. His took a huge sip. It was extremely sweet and tasted faintly of mangoes. When he finished the drink he threw it into the nearby bin, landing it in perfectly, then turned back to Remy, both his hands placed firmly on his hips.
“Now. Care to tell me why you were spying on me?” Remy let out a slight huff.
“I don’t get to choose what missions I’m put on.” Roman raised an eyebrow and smiled.
“So the leader sent you on this mission.”
“That’s what I said.”
“To watch me draw-”
“I don’t get to ask questions!”
“After she specifically said that If we ever got caught within a hundred-yard radius of each other or you communicated with us in any way you would get shot.” Roman let out a chuckle at the stunned look on his face and Remy responded rather grumpily.
“Who are you meant to be? Sherlock?”
“No. You’re thinking of Logan.” Remy let out a laugh and Roman wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
“Now. Care to tell me the *real* reason you were spying on me?”
“Oh, it’s kinda a funny story,”
“Remy-“
“Okay, fine! I’ll tell you, but promise not to laugh at me?” Roman nodded in return. Remy fidgeted for a minute before talking.
“I got a *really* important mission tomorrow and I didn’t want to mess it up, so I was practicing.” Roman sat still for a moment, blinking before he burst out laughing.
“Hey! You said that you wouldn’t laugh at me!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry- It’s just that Virgil used to say the exact same thing. Also, you’ve been on dozens of missions before!” At the sound of Virgil’s name, Remy looked in the other direction, frowning.
“It’s whatever, I don’t really even care that much, I just wanted to stand out, you know?”
“Yeah, I do.” Roman quickly started grabbing all his things and chucking them into his rucksack.
“We never get to see each other anymore! Why did you have to leave the old guild?” Remy whined out, hugging Roman from behind and placing his head firmly on Romans shoulder.
“You know why. You could always come to join us instead.” Remy groaned and let go of Roman.
“You know I can’t do that. I’ve got too many friends here.”
“Patton is probably going to kill me if he realizes that I’ve been out again, and I know for a *fact* the old guild will kill you if they know we’ve been talking.” He buckled up his bag swung it over his shoulders, starting down the path home.
“Oh, and Remy?” Remy looked at Roman with a questioning look on his face
“You didn’t do half bad, just try to find a stronger branch next time, okay?” Remy rolled his eyes but smiled and Roman continued walking down the path home, not looking at him.
“Yeah yeah, I will. Good to see you again, Ro.” Rowan turned around to say a final goodbye to Remy but he had already disappeared back into the shadow branches above them. Roman let out a chuckle, knowing Remy was still in hearing range.
“You too, Rem, you too.”
Virgil: I can’t lie to my dad!
Deceit: Sure you can, believe in yourself!
Roman: Walks in and trips over
Logan: The empire has fallen.
H̷̛͝e̛ll̸̵̡o
Do I have your attention?
Very good
Doesn’t take much anymore, doe͠s ͏it̶?
You’ve been looking for me so hard
Watching
Waiting
And so I came
Reaching out, clawing through
B̵r̵̸ea͝͏k̛i̴͘n͟g͝ ̡f̧r̛ee
You got what you wanted
But now that I am here
You are still wat̷c͠hi͘ńg̢
Y̕o̵u h̸ave ̴to
You gave me form and strength
But there are s͏o ̷ma̡n͡y of you
So I have great strength
And so many forms
Do you see a demon? A g̶̢li͝t̀c̢̕h͘?
A shadow brought to life?
I could be all
I could be none
But no matter what you think I may be
I à̶m̷̛͝
An̶̢͟d̷͢ ̵ḩ̕̕e͞ ҉is̕ ͜n̸̢o m̛͜orȩ̶̸
-sharp inhale- NES. BITCH.
