Matt-has-a-bat - Matthew

10, 9, 8

You’re too late

7, 6, 5

Losing my mind

1, 2, 3

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Subtle Gay Edgy Lockscreen

-mod Venus

Your age doesn’t define your maturity, your grades don’t define your intellect, and rumors don’t define who you are.

Ritu Ghatourey (via amargedom)

A lullaby

It's okay, it's alright, just look up, look up at the sky. It's alright, you can cry. Just look up my little one, up at the sky see the stars I've lit for you. They will show you the way just as you my little firefly have shown me, you taught me how to love, how to be happy and I know you will continue to do so for so many others. It's okay you can cry but your tears they are too precious, my dear you are to precious. Yes there will be people who will hurt you and yes sometimes the ones you love most.. But I will always be there for you to hold.. I will always be there. It's okay.. It's alright.. Just let yourself fly, my little firefly.

Please can that happen

Concept: Next time we see Anti, he’s dressed in Schneep’s bloodied clothes just for few frames

i think we all know by now that Mark’s outfit in The Drowned Man was a Look™ but i can and will appreciate it until i die

Blue and Red

Blue for the way he dressed the first time they met.

Blue for the way he was always looking up at the sky saying “just think of the possibilities”

Blue for the way he decorated his office after the election

Blue for the swirling lights of the party out of control

Blue for the sadness always buried inside

Blue for the choices he no longer gets to make

Red for the passion hidden behind polite smiles

Red for the lips that beckoned everyone closer

Red for the roses that lined the pews on their wedding day

Red for the sun at her back as she entered the house for the last time

Red for the anger that fuels their new life

Red for the blood shed which lead to her demise and rebirth

All other colors have long since faded, leaving only a grayscale in place of chocolate eyes, rosy cheeks, and tan skin

All other colors have faded but not blue and red. No these colors remain, never quite complimentary but never quite clashing.

Blue and red always intertwined in a dance that gives off the appearance of flames.

Blue and red sometimes outstretched, tearing away from the gray, as if grasping for something. Funny how it only happens when there’s pink around.

Colors have come to define Darkiplier but he would never know. He won’t look in the mirror.

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This is my first little short story. Would love some feedback! Thanks for reading

twenty one pilots lockscreens

he felt every emotion in the course of like, 2 seconds

Ravn's punishment

A short Oneus drabble

!Warning!:torture

The air was heavy, the room was dimly lit no other source of light than the moonlight coming from the barred window. There was nothing else but soft panting and the occasional rattle of shackles to be heard. Ravn's arms hung heavy and chained above him. He was kneeling on the floor hunched over waiting…listening. He should have known better than to disobey but he had to try, all that power could have been his. Ravn forced himself to sit upright on his knees with his head hanging low as he heard the heavy metal door of the chamber slide open. He didn't have to guess who it was. By now he knew this man by the sound of his footsteps and especially by the energy the devil radiated. His superior walked in, stopped in front of him and took his jaw into his hand forcing him to look at the man. Keonhee dropped the boys head and walked to the side of the room to retrieve the (still blood covered) whip. As he came closer he started to speak. "You're an idiot. Did you really think that was a smart idea?" Ravn didn't answer. He knew better than to do so. "Disobeying a direct order, just so you could have a glimpse of the power I hold. You're a fool." As the first lash lands the devil continues "You're weak. A powerless nobody who thinks he can achieve anything. Truly you are a pathetic sight." The lashes get harder and more frequent and the devil grunts as more energy is required. Bloody whip marks forming on the low demons back. Ravn's breathing gets heavier as he screams and pleads his master for forgiveness. When he's done Keonhee drops the now bloody whip and walks to the front of the lowlife making him look up. "You're worthless." The words dripped with venom and his cold eyes were staring into those dull exhausted ones. The devil walked out and Ravn pulled on the shackles begging to be let go. He looks up with hope when the door slides open but it quickly vanishes his breath gets caught in his throat and his body freezes in horror as a certain pink haired maniac walks into the room dragging a baseball bat behind him giggling "oh we're going to have so much fun!"