will byers stan first human second
Misplaced Lens Cap
🪼
Game of Thrones Daily
Cosimo Galluzzi
Kiana Khansmith
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
JBB: An Artblog!
sheepfilms
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
macklin celebrini has autism
h
One Nice Bug Per Day
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
$LAYYYTER
Andulka
cherry valley forever
Love Begins
@theartofmadeline
if i look back, i am lost
seen from United States
seen from Morocco
seen from Italy
seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Singapore
seen from India
seen from Germany
seen from Morocco
seen from Brazil
seen from Tunisia
seen from Türkiye
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@w1ltedfl0wrr
ᯓ★ˎˊ˗
"Indeed, for thee holiness.."
haiii herrow !! welcome to the blog :3 !! feel free to interact as much as you like! i’ll be posting headcanons, short fanfics from my au’s (highschool and mentor y/n),awful attempts at humor, and answering asks as Azure! im just an ametur writer who thinks Forsaken deserves more fluff and sillies instead of suffering so here we are :]
⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
Listen up!
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.
And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.
You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.
This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.
This isn’t some ‘oh yeah sure it could’.
This could legitimately do so.
Don’t you dare fucking scroll past.
This is good stuff to know!
please, please, please reblog. reblogging will take one second of your time. meanwhile it could save someone’s entire life.
please reblog!
REBLOG RIGHT NOW. As someone who has been in a rough patch for a while, I can deeply understand the severity of this!! Please reblog, it only takes a second. You can save someone's life. You can be a hero, bring the change that the world needs to see!
REBLOG RN. RN. THIS COULD SAVE SOMEONE, YOU CAN BE THAT PERSON!
important !!
This has been something I've struggled with for a while now. If enough people had shown me that they actually cared if I lived or died, maybe my state of mind would be different. Maybe I wouldn't have done some of the things I did to myself, that I deeply regret now. Everyone matters, no matter how insignificant you may think you are, don't pick up that blade. Please. It will ruin you. This is important. Please reblog. This can save lives. This can help so many people. This isn't a joke. This is a serious issue that people need to be more aware of.
Please reblog!
I only have, like, four followers and they all follow my alternate account, but I want to make sure everyone sees it and reblogs.
Do not become a statistic on the worldometer website please.
Had multiple situations involving friends almost committing, as well as one that mentions it a lot. So I don’t take this stuff lightly. Please re-blog if you see this, thank you.
reblog gng
ᯓ★ˎˊ˗
guys i gotta be real for a sec
i genuinely am so tired of character(s) x reader/OC
like can there be one where Y/N is acually some tired advice giver/older sister figure pleaaaaseeeeeeeeeee
i imagine Y/N trying to secretly read AO3 or Pinterest but her fuckass peers wont leave her alone and ask her constantly what to do in a certain situation because she absentmindedly gives the best advice known to mankind like the DIVA she is...
"Hey Y/N-?" "I don't want anything to do with you two unless you started dating." "Uhm. Well, that's what we wanted to talk to you about." "WHAT?? FKING FINALLYYY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
also, it would be so funny if she said "what now" in an "over it" voice.
third person ofc but first is cool too if the writer includes the silly stuff she's doing and what's going on in that head of hers as others yap
BONUS IF SHE SHIPS THE PEOPLE WHO COME TO HER FOR ADVICE
AZURETIME + SISTER Y/N FIC LMAO LETS GOOOO
(ill post more about this later but you probably won't see this because there's too much text)
anyway thanks to the 2 people who read this 🤑🤑🤑🫶🫶🫶🫶
‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞ ୨୧ ‿͞ ‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿
Azure sat outside, the damp grass pressing against his palms. The sky stretched endlessly above him—a dark blue canvas speckled with stars that seemed indifferent to his presence. His domain was cold, void of life, trapped in an eternal night where silence reigned and time crawled forward without purpose. There was no one to talk to, no real purpose, just the same boring, pointless rounds The Spectre forced him through.
At least if he had company, or the chance to do something human, maybe it wouldn’t feel so hollow.
Then—out of nowhere—a package appeared in front of him. A note rested on top.
Azure stared at it.
For a long moment, he just sat there, unmoving, as if ignoring it might make it disappear. But it didn’t.
Something about it felt wrong—not in a dangerous way, but in a way that made his chest feel tight, like it was dragging something buried deep inside him back to the surface.
He sighed, picking up the note with careful hands.
“Hey there! I found the old Walkman Portable you and Two Time used to share. Hope it makes your unfortunate demise a little easier to bear. I brought some new CDs for you, too—you should listen to them!”
A signature sat at the bottom.
Yin C:
Azure scoffed softly, but it lacked any real bite. “…That’s a name I haven’t heard in forever.”
His fingers tightened around the note, the edges wrinkling under his grip.
How did she know? How did she find this?
And why—why after all this time—did it feel like the past was taunting him?
He glanced at the package—the old Walkman. Something Two Time had once held, touched, listened to.
Azure swallowed hard.
Would they still want him? Would they still say yes—if he asked?
His grip on the box tightened.
“I should stop thinking about this,” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “It’s not like it matters anymore.”
But even as the words left his mouth, his hand hovered over the Walkman, a flicker of hesitation betraying him.
⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓ ୨୧ ⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓
dont mind me just practicing azure's character & personality
btw Yin is the old mentor Azure and Two Time would look up to if Amarah was unavailable or wanted to talk about something but didnt trust Amarah at the moment.
(i gave her the name Yin bc i used to misread Y/N as Yin 💔💔💔💔)
Feel free to send asks!! Azure will answer them as best as possible.
forsaken high school au .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ
every fandom deserves a school au but there's hardly anything for this fandom so I'm posting it here
‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞ ୨୧ ‿͞ ‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿
-the name of the school is Robloxian High School (based off the game) but students nickname it Damnation or Forsaken and when av new student calls their called Damned.
^The principle is called Spectre ofc
-007n7, Noli, Shedletsky, Builderman and Guest are teachers
-Like everyone else is a sophomore or junior
-Those who speak in riddles or old English (usually) talk normally here
-Coolkidd, Bluudud, and Pr3ttyprincess are in middle school (6-7th grade)
-Elliot, Chance, Azure and Two Time are in a friend group titled Midnight in Vegas (MAJOR CREDITS TO THE GENIUS WHO CAME UP WITH THAT)
^They have each other's contacts as "freakylliot," "freakance" "freak time" and "freakzure" (i came up with this in my sleep gng)
-1x1x1x1 and Shedletsky are brothers with Shed being the oldest (by 4 years). He poses as a father figure because family issues
^They still have petty beef tho
-Azure, Pr3ttyprincess, Duskerr, Jason and Jane are in honors classes.
-Builderman and Jane are cousins btw
the rest will be azuretime central sorry guys
────୨ৎ────
-In the HS AU the Spawn cult is an occult club that mainly praises spawn
^Its run by super senior Amarah
-Azure doesn't like Amarah because she's "very controlling and annoying." He noticed her isolating Two often and gets worried suspicious
-Two Time's real name is Haven but is called Two Time by the club. Azure's real name is Azurite but gets called Azurewrath by the club.
-Amarah and Two Time are unfortunately siblings 💔
^She brings Two Time to and from school bc its a 20 min drive and like an hour walk
-Somehow Two Time is always late tho
-Azure and Two Time work at Venti Cafe/ref (which is where the plot took place in the previous fic i posted, hope this clears it up!)
-They know each other because they went to the same junior high. Azure told Time he would be gone for a while but promised they'd see each other again. His parents got some weird sht going on then and went out of country for a while and Two Time and Azure didn't see each other at all through winter break (of junior high) and first half of Year 1 of high school.
^The reunion was adorable and kinda brought them to tears because they didn't know they'd go to the same school (Azure got lost, Two found them and gave directions)
^The two were inseparable after that, hanging out most weekends and whatever breaks they had
-Two Time is kinda like Sawako from Kimi ni Todoke before Azure came back because Amarah's influence and the occult club made their appearance a little off-putting.
-Amarah paid Two Time to recruit people to join the occult club. Its what kept them from leaving before getting a job as a barista (thx to Azure)
⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓ ୨୧ ⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓
ok that's all for now gng reminder to not be afraid to send asks ill answer them as in character as I can (as Azure)
forsaken hcs !!!!
disclaimer: mainly two time and azure bc their my fav...
ill post more later and some for my other au's so they make more sense when reading it
‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞ ୨୧ ‿͞ ‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿
-Two Time and Azure are foreign to technology. the idea of a microwave perplexes them both :p
-In Forsaken, Azure is mostly mad at the cult for damaging what he and Two Time had but the specter (the hater it is) somehow redirects this anger towards Two Time.
^ Also his hair is made of vines so nightshades can grow in them yay !!
-Elliot and Chance met pre-forsakening!
^They used to work together but one got fired for being a hungryass and eating the pizzas (never got his paycheck)
-Azure gave Two Time a lot of gifts and never an explanation as to why (totally not self-projecting)
-Two Time has undiagnosed autism (not self-projecting pt 2) and Azure undiagnosed bpd
-Guest 1337 subconsciously poses as the father of the survivors
-Pre-Frosaken/pre-ritual Azure and Two Time made a promise to run away from that shitty cult
^They did this by wearing identical rings that they both still wear during and after forsaken 🤯
-Two Time's precult name was Haven but they hardly remember because they've been called Two Time most of their life
-007n7, Noob and Two Time had a little friend group as the survivalists for sometime
-Two journals and draws shit in their downtime (not self-projecting part 3 trust)
-The survivors have movie night every other night or whenever everyone feels like it
^They take turns choosing based on alphabetical order or whatever
⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓ ୨୧ ⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓
ill cook some more that aren't primarily Azuretime guys bear with me </3
so this is a small project ive been working on for the forsaken highschool au because i hardly see any content for it👍ngl im nervous to post this-
i need a name for this bc wdym ive been working on it for 3 weeks and still have no title
anyway first post here you go babz
‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞ ୨୧ ‿͞ ‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿
Azure let out an exaggerated groan, slumping over the counter. "Ugh, I’m so bored."
Two Time glanced around the near-empty café and sighed. "Business is moving awfully slow. Probably ’cause no one drinks coffee on a Tuesday night."
Azurite rested their chin in their hand, staring at their phone screen with irritation. "I should’ve downloaded the manga I started. The internet here is so baaad."
"What are you reading?" Two Time asked, idly stirring their drink.
"The Disastrous Life of Saiki K. But it’s pirated..."
"Why don’t you just buy the book—"
"—Because I spent all my savings buying you nasty pizza," Azure grumbled, rolling their eyes.
"Scoff! Pizza is great. You’re the one always ordering Hawaiian."
"You like anchovies! You can’t talk!" Azure shot back, shuddering at the thought.
Two Time rasped their tongue in response as Azure absently checked their phone. Forty-two missed calls from Amarah. That didn’t matter.
They had gotten to the café at 4:55. It was now 5:30. Azure groaned again before deciding to lock in and get the night over with.
At that moment, Two Time’s phone blared to life—a comically loud blast of random Indian music (Extremely loud Indian music).
Azure nearly dropped his own phone. "What the hell was that?"
"My iPon," Two Time said, yanking out an absurdly oversized phone from their pocket. Azure stared. How does that even fit in their pocket? The contact name flashing across the screen read: Stupid Cult Leader.
"Oh, great," Azure muttered, dripping with sarcasm.
Two Time answered, and a shrill beep sounded.
"You’re on speaker—" Two Time warned.
"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU TWO? YOU SHOULD’VE BEEN HERE 35 MINUTES AGO!" Amarah’s voice exploded through the phone, completely disregarding the warning.
"Wow, calm down. We have work today," Two Time said flatly.
"You ALSO lead the worship today! Remember?! You and Azurewrath were supposed to read the scripture and devotion, but DIDN’T SHOW UP. I swear, the one time we actually need you for something, you DON’T BOTHER to show. How do you expect to climb the sociocracy if you can’t even be USEFUL for ONCE—"
"Honk… mimimimimimi…" (this thing: *Snore* Mimimimimimimi)
A beat of silence.
"...Are you actually sleeping?"
"HONK… mimimimimimimi…"
"I hate you so much," Amarah hissed. Then—click. Call ended.
Azure couldn’t hold back his laughter, muffling giggles behind his hand. The sound stirred Two Time awake.
Two Time’s phone buzzed again—Amarah calling back.
"You can walk home today," her voice snapped through the speaker. "I’m sick of your BS."
"But our house is a twenty-minute drive from here!" Two Time panicked.
Click. Call ended.
"Damn…" The two stared at each other in mutual disbelief.
"Whatever," Two Time sighed. "I’ll just call an Uber or something."
"I could give you a ride if you want," Azure offered.
Two Time scoffed. "The last time we rode together, we almost got arrested for going eighty in a residential street."
"What’s wrong with going eighty in a residential street?" Azure asked, genuinely confused.
"You hit a veteran! Who happens to be our coach! You’re lucky he couldn’t see your stupid face!" Two Time accused, flicking Azure’s wizard hat off to reveal their eyes.
A couple of customers glanced in their direction, concern and confusion written all over their faces.
Azure huffed, quickly pulling the hat back down. "Keep it down before we actually get arrested."
Two Time opened their mouth to retort but stopped short when a familiar figure trudged through the café doors. Dressed in a red uniform and visor, Elliot looked completely drained.
He barely made it to the counter before slumping against it. "I need two grande quad-shot espressos. Badly."
"What’s the issue today?" Two Time asked.
"My boss is an asshole whose wife should’ve left him years ago," Elliot grumbled. "His dumbass made a 300% discount on every food item and installed a $40 million robux ball pit that smells like straight PISS and is wondering why we aren’t making much profit. And I’m the only one working tonight, so I have to deal with both his whining and bratty customers. I hope he dies in a grease fire."
"...Isn’t your boss your dad?" Azure asked cautiously.
"Yes," Elliot deadpanned. "I swear on Robloxia, I’ll put him in the shittiest retirement home."
As Elliot vented, Two Time prepared his order. "$43.99 robux, please."
Elliot paid the absurd price for coffee, then handed Two and Azure some extra change—because, despite everything, he was a decent friend.
"Thanks. I’d stick around, but my idiot boss only gives me a five-minute break. See you guys tomorrow!" Elliot waved, looking slightly more alive.
"Bye, Ellibear!" Azure and Two chorused, grinning mischievously.
Elliot shot them a death glare, flipping them off as he walked out the door.
Two Time chuckled, eyes gleaming with mischief.
Azure sighed. "What are you plotting now?"
"Oh, nothing," Two Time said, far too innocent. "Just wondering…"
"Wondering what?"
Two Time smirked. "After our shift, we should go out. For pizza."
"You always want to go out for pizza."
"Pizza is delicious."
"Yeah, but I have a feeling you specifically want to go to Builder Brothers tonight. Elliot literally just explained how exhausted and irritable he is."
"300% off is a crazy discount," Two Time pointed out. "Besides, Elliot gets paid for each customer. We’re technically helping him out. :3"
Azure stared at them. "Helping out, you say."
"Maybe we should go to check on how he’s holding up," Two Time suggested, barely suppressing their grin.
Azure smirked back.
The two exchanged a knowing glance—then turned their attention to the growing line at the register.
*timeskip to Builder Brothers btw*
———————✮———————
The atmosphere in Builder Brother’s Pizzeria was warm and calm—a sharp contrast to Elliot’s minimum-wage misery. Two Time and Azure slid into their seats by the window, waiting for their order to be taken.
Two Time couldn’t stop giggling mischievously, barely containing their excitement at the thought of Elliot’s reaction. Azure just watched, knowing there was no stopping Two Time once they set their mind to something.
A familiar voice interrupted their scheming.
"Hey, what can I get you guys toni—wait a second… YOU TWO?! What are you doing here?" Elliot stammered, visibly horrified.
"Oh, relax Ellibear!" Two Time grinned. "We’re just here for some quality time with our dearest friend! Also, we’ll take an anchovy pepperoni pizza—extra anchovies."
Elliot blinked. Azure groaned.
"That is possibly the worst food combination I have ever heard," Azure said, thoroughly disgusted.
"It’s better than Hawaiian!" Two Time argued.
"You like anchovies! You can’t talk!"
Azure turned back to Elliot. "Please. Just give us something normal. Or literally anything that doesn’t taste like betrayal."
Elliot sighed, already exhausted. "Fine. One cheese pizza coming right up. And Two Time—if I see you trying to swap it for some monstrosity, I’m banning you from this place."
Two Time was loving every moment of this.
Elliot let out a tired sigh as he glanced between Azure and Two Time, already sensing that something ridiculous was about to unfold between them.
"Alright, you two, behave yourselves. As I said, I’m the only one on shift tonight, so if you start any nonsense while I’m gone, I swear I’ll serve your pizza cold on purpose." He pointed an accusatory finger at Two Time, who just grinned like that was a challenge.
Two Time waved him off with a grin. "Yeah, yeah, don’t burn the place down, chef."
Elliot rolled his eyes but turned toward the kitchen, muttering under his breath about how he didn’t get paid enough for this.
As soon as he disappeared, Two Time leaned forward, elbows on the table. "Okay, real talk. Pizza or burgers?"
Azure exhaled slowly, as if mentally preparing for battle. “Burgers.”
“Burgers are disgusting.”
“They have more nutritional value than pizza! Burgers have meat, lettuce, tomatoes, and pickles. Pizza is just bread and cheese. This is why your a stick - all you eat is pizza.
Two Time gasped dramatically, jaw practically reaching the floor. "Wow, okay. First of all, rude. Second, I am NOT a stick!" They pointed a finger at Azure. "And you just have bad taste. Pizza is top-tier."
"Oh, so we’re having this discussion now? Fine. Fine. Burgers have structure. They’re balanced, self-contained, and no one ever has to argue about pineapple being a valid topping."
"And yet," Two Time countered, leaning back with a smug grin, "You ever see a group of friends happily sharing a burger? No. But pizza? Drop one on the table, and it’s an instant party. Plus, burger patties are weirdly unpredictable. One bad patty? The whole thing is trash."
"One bad pizza topping ruins everything," Azure shot back.
"Then just don’t order terrible toppings!"
"Then just don’t order terrible burgers!"
They locked eyes, neither willing to back down, like this was the most important argument they'd ever had.
From the kitchen, Elliot groaned loudly. "I swear, if I hear one more argument about food, I’m launching myself into the pizza oven."
Azure exhaled dramatically, shaking his head. "Alright, fine. I’ll admit pizza has more variety. But burgers are reliable."
"Reliable?" Two Time scoffed. "Burgers fall apart if you eat them wrong. One bite and suddenly your whole meal is collapsing."
"That is not true," Azure argued.
"It absolutely is!" Two Time leaned forward, grinning. "You ever see someone eat a burger gracefully? No. It’s always a mess. Pizza? Effortless. Beautiful."
"You just like pizza because you can fold it like a weird taco," Azure said flatly.
Two Time smirked. "And?"
Azure groaned. "You are impossible."
"You love it."
Azure paused, his face heating slightly, and muttered, "Shut up."
Before Two Time could tease him more, Elliot stormed out of the kitchen holding a pizza box, looking beyond exhausted.
"I leave for five minutes and come back to you two causing problems. Again." He sighed. "I hate this job."
Two Time smirked. "What were you expecting?"
Azure groaned. "Elliot, just give us the damn food before I die of secondhand embarrassment."
Elliot squinted at them, tossed the pizza onto the table, and muttered, "I really need a raise."
⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓ ୨୧ ⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓⌓
