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That moment when you scroll through top posts and you see your fic
Tw: Psychological horror
Prologue
Your eyes swirling around his mind like hypnotic spirals. They pull him in like a whirlpool, spinning round and round. The echos of your laughter, resonance bouncing from ear to ear. Like you were there one moment, but gone the next. He could feel your breathe on the back of his neck. Warm puffs from your chuckling, he could almost feel the smile on your face. That mocking smirk, mocking him.
Were you real? Did he make you up? Did Years of loneliness finally coming to haunt him? All of his wanting and need for connection and belonging, Could it have manifested into... You? He couldn’t ask why. He couldn’t care how.
He just wanted to know you.
There you were again. At the entrance of his dimly lit tent. Your dark silhouette making it difficult to see you. You stood there. Smiling. Waving. The wave that moved at the fingers instead of the wrist. You tilted your head as if waiting for his approach.
Now was his chance! You were right there! He ran towards you hand out ready to grab your open palm.
He woke up. He was sleeping? No no no that cant be. He shot up from his bedroll. Eyes immediately falling to the vanity. The one with a spider web like crack on the glass from his fist. He had a hell of a time trying to explain what happened to The Jester. He tried to explain how he was being haunted by a ghost! The Jester only laughed saying that he was having performance jitters and how there was nothing scarier than he was.
He tried to take the words to heart but the chill along his spine still remained. The others told him maybe he needed a break from the circus, to go take a walk around town, pass out some flyers.
So he did. For a while his mind was clear. He watched the people of the town walk around the streets, drive their cars and live their lives. Maybe it was just the circus getting to him.
"HEY! GET OUT OF HERE WEIRDO!"
He turned his head at the booming voice. He watched the man stomping towards him, rage and disdain radiating off of him. Fists clenched, veins protruding from his temple and neck almost as if they could burst at any moment.
His thoughts are interrupted by his aggressor throwing a punch directly to the his left cheek. He stumbles back falling onto his bottom.'Here we go again' he thinks.
"Ever since you FREAKS showed up, people have been disappearing! Go back to whatever hell hole you crawled out of!" The man screams. He balls his other fist, ready to throw another punch. People crowd around. Standing. Staring. This is how it always goes. He shields his face waiting for the next blow to hit and for people to start yelling those familiar insults. 'FREAK!' 'ABOMINATION!' 'MONSTER!'. But it does come? He looks up. Someone is blocking the man.
"HEY! I dont know who you think you are. But you can't just go around punching people!" They say finger pointed at the mans face.
He hears a 'Yeah!' And 'That's right!' From a few onlookers. What is happening?
"You better scram, before I call the police!" The person adds, arms crossing.
The mans disbelief is evident as he looks at the clown then to the crowd of people surrounding him.
"Are you serious? You're really defending this freak? He's the reason people have been going missing! You all need to wake up!" He spouts.
"Okay! People go missing everyday. You can't just throw around statements without any proof." The person says.
"Yeah! Stop with your paranoid bullshit!" Says someone else. Then man is absolutely fuming. He takes a step closer to them squinting his eyes as a way to intimidate. But they don't seem to budge, they stand their ground looking up at him he scoffs before walking away.
"You all are idiots!" He says as he stomps off. The crowd quickly disperses as the person turns their attention on to the clown. The black holes where his eyes should be look almost empty until they offer him their hand.
He... He couldn’t believe that just happened. Someone... Defending him? How could this be? He tilts his head up to see you. You.
"Hey, are you alright? I can help you stand." You say concern evident in your tone as you examine his bruised cheek. He looks up at you seemingly bewildered. He doesn't speak, he hesitates. This had to be another illusion. A trick of the mind. He reaches out anyway thinking you will most away before his eyes. But he grasps your palm. He grasps it. This is real?
"Sorry about that guy. People can be super hot-headed. Best to be careful."
He's too bewildered to say a word, he can only nod at you, the bells on his hat jingling as he does. Your eyes fall to the scratch on his cheek.
"Oh! Here let me help you with that." You reach into your bag seemingly looking for something. You pull out a pink bandage. You open it and place it on his cheek. Before you can pull away he grasps your hand.
"Have we met?" He whispers cautiously.
You tilt your head in confusion.
"I'm not sure.."
"I could've sworn ive seen your face before." He sighs finally pondering his insanity.
"I mean it is a small town, I'd remember seeing a face like yours. But hey!"
You tilt his chin down "Maybe you've seen me in your dreams.."
His eyes widen impossibly. And there it was. That smile. That face that tormented him.
"Oh! I have to get going or ill be late for work!" You wave at the clown before turning.
"Take care!" You say walking away.
GUESS WHO'S BACKKKK. HEY YALLL. Finally got a chance to sit down and get this piece going. I really enjoy this genre and want to play with it so hopefully ya'll enjoy it! I wont make any promises on when ill be able to update. But ill always try to give something good when I return. Anyway! Take care of yourselves🖤✨️
Lovely and Treasure who jokingly ship Porter and Vincent. Like the two guys will be arguing over something stupid and Lovely and Treasure will be well across the room.
"OH MY GOD GET A ROOM ALREADY!"
"RIGHT! WHEN'S THE WEDDING? YOU TWO ARGUE LIKE A MARRIED COUPLE"
"ARE WE INVITED??"
It never fails to shut them up.
10$ to the first person on my timeline who writes bed gripping, teeth clenching, no filter smutt about Anton getting it up in the dirtiest way possible.
PLEASE PLEEEEEEEASE
Girl dont give me ideas
Reminder that Freelancer is going to die someday and Gavin will be all alone again.
Same with Doc and Hush
Same with Darlin and Sam
Same with Starlight and Avior
Which is ironic cause his name means "Lone star"
:)
Just thinking about how cat coded Vincent is
ITS LITERALLY HIM
Thats all Goodnight🖤
Chat should I get a cat and name him vincent 🤔
YESSS OMG DO IT
You're delusional 😒
Just thinking about how cat coded Vincent is
ITS LITERALLY HIM
Thats all Goodnight🖤
Darlin is like Iron man in the way they have Nicknames for everyone.
Sam - Cowboy, Old man, Southern belle, SAMMYYY (they watched sinners and wont shut up about it)
David - Boss man, Pain in my ass #1, Sir topham hatt
Angel - Alpha, Marshal
Asher - Ash Ketchem, Pain in my ass #2, Deputy, Scooby
Milo - Big man(it pisses him off to no end), Pain in my ass #3, New York knicks
Sweetheart - Noir, Randal (From Monsters inc)
Vincent - Howl Pendragon
Lovely - Sparky, one punch man (after the porter thing)
Porter - Lestat, Tom Holland
MAN WHATT
WHAT IS GOINGONNNN
Some bird brain is probably thinking "300 followers is nothing"
Imagine 300 people sticking they foot up yo ass. Oh! Thats alot ain't it! Yeah stfu.
But ANYWHO THANK YALL.
I'm gonna be honest... I'm not sure when ill be able to sit down and write again. But im making this post just to say I wont be gone forever! Im still here and inspired! Just working my ass off😮💨.
Use me as an example to take care of yourselves lol.
Love yall🫶
Wasn’t gonna drink today but Frederick and Brighteyes.
The last audio we got was them arguing btw😕
Then it got deleted forever
Who are you putting in the dream blunt rotation and why is it Huxley?
the fans want satosugu x black reader smut
yeooooo who said that….
Me scrolling through @rainon88 's blog and seeing the hyperfixation I seeded, blossom
Vincent Solaire is my favorite reformed rake.
Warning: Mentions of SA
Not Redacted related but just a general rant.
Its extreme exploitation and make me nauseous. Like whether you think you're making the person "feel better" or just using that trauma to your advantage is completely sick.
I hate reading it. I hate watching it.
Goodnight to the fanfic readers that don't fit the standard (y/n) demographic.
Like im so over reading fics that are meant to leave the readers identity up to interpretation but then m/c is always, short/petite, PALE, LONG SILKY HAIR, hourglass body, and/or has that annoying pick me personality. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
If you want to make an oc thats fine but just say that from the get going.
Goodnight 🖤
(And before the people that do fit the demographic start hating, let the rest of us complain, ya'll got enough.)
I miss my wife (Gavin)