I HAVE MOVED BLOGS. THE BLOG THEME NOW IS A REDIRECT THAT CAN TAKE YOU TO THE NEW BLOG! SEE YOU THERE.
FOR THE LAZY, HERE;
insxnxre
KIROKAZE
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

if i look back, i am lost
ojovivo
AnasAbdin

Andulka

tannertan36
No title available
One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
art blog(derogatory)

Janaina Medeiros
Sweet Seals For You, Always
trying on a metaphor

shark vs the universe
No title available

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
todays bird
almost home
occasionally subtle

seen from Chile
seen from Singapore

seen from China

seen from Canada

seen from Russia
seen from Norway

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Brazil
seen from Bolivia

seen from Brazil
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Brazil

seen from Brazil
seen from Tunisia

seen from India
@psxchxtic
I HAVE MOVED BLOGS. THE BLOG THEME NOW IS A REDIRECT THAT CAN TAKE YOU TO THE NEW BLOG! SEE YOU THERE.
FOR THE LAZY, HERE;
insxnxre
" Blood is like lust. You crave it all the time, to see it shed and everything. "
Indie self insert | Remake of psxchxtic | Tracking ;; insxnxre
❀ Self inserts / Canons / Multi-muse / AU friendly ❀ OC selective ❀ Mary Sue / Gary Stu / Personal / RP Dos and Don’ts = no
" I'm not always crazy. But when I am, get out of my way. "
❀ Please read all pages. ❀ Autoplay warning ; This blog HAS AUTOPLAY. ❀ Triggers are untagged unless one asks. List of triggers ;
❀ blood ❀ gore ❀ sex ❀ lesbians (this, yes, seems to be a trigger) ❀ violence ❀ Slenderman (this, too, is a trigger)
❀ Tags to block would be anything containing ’ tw ’ and said trigger. Another tag to block is ;
❀ ; nsfw ;
❀ since it is my NSFW tag. ❀ Read all pages, thank you.
" Go insane, go insane. Throw some glitter, make it rain? Ke$ha, please. It's splurt some blood, make it rain. "
THIS IS MY NEW SELF INSERT IT'S JUST A REMAKE OF THIS. PLEASE FOLLOW THERE.
Guess who got their laptop back?
i'm gonna go make my ed elric blog oh boy
Yo. So I think what I'm gonna do is extreme multitasking. 'm allowed to use the desktop for homework, so I will, but I'll also do a little bit of tumblr here and there. I can answer asks without icons from mobile, though (mobile meaning my kindle).
Only reason I have this icon is because I copied it from an earlier post. I don't know when, or if, I'll be back. I got my laptop taken, 'm postin' this from the desktop. I'm being told I'll never get it back, so... Yea. I'll be back when I can be. So, indefinite hiatus. 'm sorry 'm such a horrible person. Feel free to hate me like everyone else.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " ... Itona. "
I’m afraid of moving on without you.
Because if I do, then it really means you are no longer here. You’re not coming back.
You are gone.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " 'm so tired... "
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " Mmmmgnaodnamdmmmmmmmmhpphhhh... " She may be trying to say something, but her tired disposition was making her mumble nonsense into her arm, naked body laying atop the covers instead of under them.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " Haaaaaau... I'll just say I was doing other homework and stuff and another big paper... " Len you lazy procrastinator.
❝ Joy.. Is only a feigned facade..❞
✇ Independent Splendorman.
✇ Possible NSFW; Gore, Horror, Violence, and maybe just maybe Sexual content.
✇ Will usually differ in lengths, depending on what the mun wants to do.
✇ Multi-fandom, and mulit-verse.
✇ Will role play with non-animated, and animated fandoms; icons may or may not be used.
✇ Opening starters will not be made, unless you ask for one.
✇ Semi-active, due to other blogs, and tags will be tagged correctly.
✇ Tracking the tag; xlaetitia
Home / ask
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " Someone help me with this thesis paper before I just say fuck all and bring it on the 10th instead and half ass it all... I need some sleep, too... " Len, it was due today (the 8th) and your counselor's intern wants to review it quickly with you during lunch tomorrow (the 9th) so you can hand it in the 10th. Go do it. Since, you know, you didn't do it at all.
→ // ⋮ ⤵ — OMINOUS UNKNOWN. KILLER IS STILL AT LARGE.
it was dark, an ominous ebony with an eerie glow; a black abyss full of pain and suffering. it was the darkness inside his soul that never ceased it’s shadowy gleam. (he couldn’t stop the darkness, the horror, the insanity in his heart. nor did he even attempt to end it’s reign of terror.) he takes pleasure in others agony; a sick, sadistic delight he will never release from his malevolent grasp. and he smells it— pest blood, the thick and delicious taste of it, nigh upon the back of his throat. delicacy to the eye, at least to him anyway. (however he was no cannibal, he just adored the smell of it..no harm in that.) footsteps echoed throughout the hallway in a bewitching chorus of thuds, each time they grew louder and clearer.
(thud… thud… thud…)
his prey was just around the corner, and it excited him knowing that he was minutes away from relishing in that wonderful crimson liquid, and receiving the satisfaction of putting a naughty kid to sleep. (child or adult, it didn’t matter to a psychopath.) oh yes, how it excited him. the same disturbing smile remained glued to his ivory facade, adding to the beauty that was his entire being.(I’m beautiful..aren’t i mommy? tell me i’m beautiful..ha..ha..haaa.) a creak disturbed the silence, the floorboards causing the sound and he ceases his steps; the small pause being ephemeral as his palm gripped the blade in his hand tightly, smile remained frightening & deranged as the door to the room was slowly pushed open, quiet and dreary it was.
the onyx atmosphere hid his form, a small light illuminated from the other side of the room; in which told Jeff that his target was indeed awake. how sad. looks like he’ll just have to put them to sleep. his stare bore into the back of them, insanity written all over him and it didn’t take long for his presence to be recognized; for once his prey turned, his skull tilted to the side, black tresses falling over his shoulder and his carved smile widened; and it was only three words, a phrase, but said in a way only a mad man would speak.
‘ …Go to sleep. ‘
✗ ✃ ❧ ; The eighteen year old was playing with a small set of toys on the floor, a milk puzzle laying next to her thigh as she turned her head. However, instead of screaming or anything of the sort, she simply stood up and gave a smile, one only a person who adored mad men could.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " Go to sleep? No thank you. "
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Fingers gripped a blade hidden underneath her bed, drawing it as protection. " I would really hate to kill you, now, so why don't we just go our separate ways? No harm done, hm? "
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Dark eyes bored into his eyelidless ones, lips licked lightly by a pink tongue. It seemed to her that colors were sharpened, without tones, shades, or highlights ---- just the base, sharpened as best as it could be.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; His skin? White as paper. Hair? Black as licorice. Mouth? A mix of cherry red, paper white, and black licorice. His clothes were simply denim black and cotton white.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; In such a heightened state, she was very hard to defeat, let alone kill. The martial artist of her childhood self would never allow such a dishonorable defeat.
Read More
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Licking her lips, the whitette was tempted to abate both of their arousals right there, but anyone sweeping the scene of their passionate crime would find their fluids and trace it back, DNA wise. So, it was best they wait. Packing up everything, but splitting up two pieces of intestine for the two of them to eat now, she handed the larger to the other.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; " C'mon now, eat it on the way home. I'll make you something proper when we get there. "
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Taking her hand, she guided her through back alley streets and other ways until she reached their small apartment, scaling the fire escape and kicking through the window instead, boarding it back up.
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Throwing the bag on the bloodied carpet, two arms wrapped around her waist, the uneaten intestine part being handed to her again. " Eat up until I make dinner, ok? "
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Instead, she would focus on getting to hear something deliciously sweet and innocent despite the sinful natures of the two. Fingers curled against panties after winding into the girl's bottoms, tapping against the fabric.
Snip Snip Snip
The sound of rusted metal sheers cutting through that fleshy protective outer layer on the body — What a weak defense! — And then the muscles, fibers cutting like string under her bloodied sheers.
What a agonizing end for her victim to witness. It probably hurt!
Read More
✗ ✃ ❧ ; Watching this act like a stern schoolteacher, a perverse pleasure coursed through her body. Haah... A soft mumble of ' kimochi ' came from her.