Calcifier.
@thespianTestified
Just a person. a normal person. not much to me. theater kid, writer. A creative, if you will. If you ask me about my family, I will block you. Be warned.
So many people assume that I am related to Egbert I understand assuming I was an IVF baby but why does everyone assume June was the sire Do I resemble her that much or is it just the glasses
AN ADENDUM TO MY LAST POST: THE TF NERDS ARE SAD HUMANS *EXCEPT.* FOR THE MEDIC. HES SICK AS FUCK —EMBER💥
... ... ... Was it a mistake to move out?
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BLAIZE WHAT THE FUCK DONT SAY THAT LOOK MAN THEY ABANDONED US, DONT GET IT TWISTED IF THEY WANNA TALK TO US, DAD N POPS CAN CALL US THEMSELVES —EMBER💥
really is just one of those kinds've days.
// real question, what would Saxton Hale's classpect be?
OH FUCK ME JANES HERE —EMBER💥
Ah, yes. The majestic lusus in its natural habitat. @affableCantor https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/9932b36b6e4c.gif
Is tyhat you in your porfil epicture.
... Nothing. Proceed.
Of what fame?
dont forget to eat lunch.
FOR FUCKS SAKE, STOP USING IMGUR! I CAN'T BE THE ONLY ONE THIS PISSES OFF BEYOND BELIEF- HELLOOOO? MY VERSION OF EARTH-C CAN'T SEE THAT SHIT! HAVE WE NOT GOTTEN A FUCKING CLUE BY NOW?!
damn thats a shame guess ill havve to start usin an alternativve site wwhich is imgur
i thik im not sick anymre
yo yo yo 8----> damn bitch you live like this
AMONG THE SPOILS OF MY ENEMIES LOST TO PATHETICALLY SHORT LIVED BATTLES AGAINST ME, YES, WHY? —EMBER💥
NOT A TROLL AND I WILL DISPLAY THE REMAINS OF MY TROPHIES HOWEVER I FUCKIN PLEASE —EMBER💥
I SCRAPE THE ROTTING FLESH OFF THE BONES, OBVIOUSLY, I AM NOT A *HEATHEN* —EMBER💥
2o what iif ii enjoy a liittle biit of cuperottiing. the world can waiit untiil 2liime tiime ii2 over.
#rankbait #gothichorror #trollfrankensteinesqueinspired #horror #nsfw #nsfwe #moirails #moirailsgonrsouth #blackrom? if it’s terrible my bad lmfao i’m exhausted #substance #sleepy cobbled streets with the sound hoofs clacking echo from the late occasional late night carriage outside the inn. the purpose of his stay would be a simple business request, a plea for backing for his next experiment. his old moirail, someone disconnected for nearly 10 sweeps. it was never bad terms, just a move in a different direction. time has passed since then, but the curiosity lingers. laughs from the tavern below were like old times, but a touch to the shoulder lingered far too long or the share of a drink left eyes locked on for more than the appropriate moment. maybe time and distance had made more of a dent in their standing with one another than expected. yet here, he looks the man in the eyes with the confession that the only reason for the call to the city was business, and a failing one at that . . . the scientist hadn’t had a successful experiment in sweeps, holed up in his lab to the point the board of science almost wrote him off as dead in an experiment gone awry. once his most trusted ally, now a backer (or glorified cashmoobeast) and nothing more. at least, not as far as the scientist thought. brandy strikes the fire, glass shattering as the flame swallows the liquor whole. it makes him flinch, a rage in your ex’s eyes you’ve never seen before. it causes a tightness in the scientist’s chest, but not the pain of long gone paleness than it should. the snarl on his lips is stealing his breath. should he want to bite them so desperately?
'Vexar stared at the half moon with longing, staring through the glass of his bedroom window. He never knew he could feel for such longing, for the longest the moon was only something of a painful reminder, a curse that gripped his being down to his very bones. He thought on his last cycle, the last full moon. He had struggled through aching joints and painful migraines to chain himself to the support pole of his basement. He hadn't realized he was not alone until he had felt a comforting hand on his back, easing newly grown fur and growing bone out from splitting skin. At some point, during the midst of his transformation, Alucard had wormed his way into his home, followed the sound of his painful howls and had found him shivering and cowering on the cold cement floor. When he realized who the hand had belonged to, he had nearly bit it off from the wrist, snarling at the semi-unwelcomed visitor. But, instead of the usual petty jeering, they simply... assist isn't the right word. He hadn't done much of anything at the time, simply sat with him through the painful process of his monthly lycanthropic transformations. It was out of character, for the noble. Vexar had grown so used to seeing the man as some mere foolish gossiping gnat, yet here was, comforting him through the most painful experience he had to go through. It was nice. Having someone with there with him, who wouldn't run away at the sight or sound of him. Not that the others in town would drive them out, no they were fully aware of Vexar's affliction. Many offer their condolences and support, but it was always with an unsteady air of fear. No one had ever offered him company during such things. It was nice. It was so very nice, and he had no idea what to make of it. He limped back towards his bed, a struggle to get in and out of after a transformation. Distantly, he wondered if alucard would show up again, next full moon... He doubted it. As nice as it was, he most likely was just seeing his misery in person to make fun of him later. But Vexar would hold the memory in his heart as he drifted to sleep, appreciating the company he had given him. Even if it was only for teasing purposes.' (Tags: Original character/original character #body horror ish? #bodyhorrormention #lyconthropy rating: pg-13? I am unsure what the rating system is for these things, forgive me. Originally was jut going to put t his into the drafts, but well. I figured, mayhaps, just this once, I would share my writing. It is amateur, I am certain, but I am semi happy with it. They are characters I've had for quite some time now. I hope you enjoy them.
life hass been busy. And fucked up. I missed booze and now I drink. #substance
i mean because #brobama is clearly the choice what would the other one be #barakbro? #trollbroma? #trollbro doesnt work dont suggest that one if youre a trollbama seme truther
... Is bro strider crushing on Trollbama.