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doctordiscord123 · 2 months

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Your bio says requests are still open, so.. Author? Maybe Author and Dark? Could be an interesting combo. That's all that's rattling around in my head, do as you will, lol. You always pull together something fun

Co-written with @regalrain using their Dark!

Blood splattered through the air, landing all over his face and clothes, as the Author ripped the knife free of his victim's chest. The poor soul had just been a hiker, lost in the woods, but the Author didn't care. He'd seen too much, he'd seen the Author dragging the body of his latest expired character, and the he couldn't have anyone telling.

No one, except for the man in the shadows.

The way they twitched announced his presence. Then, the low pitched hum in the air. Finally, the way the colors seemed to drain from the trees and bushes nearby, creeping towards the Author. Solidifying, to rub a black, cold tendril over his leg, as one purple eye opened within them. The touch was to keep the Author from freaking out.

“Busy, Darling~?”

The Author started at the touch, slamming his knife into the throat of his latest victim, and watched them choke and bleed for a moment before everything went silent. He stood, dusting himself off — as if that did anything but smear blood around — and spun around, glaring. “Jesus Christ, Dark, you can’t do that. What if I threw that knife at you, hm?”

“Then I’d pluck it off and hand it back.” He made it sound so simple, as he reached his hand into his suit’s pocket. Producing a black handkerchief, thought he merely held it for the moment. Knowing Author would get a bit handsy, before he could clean him up.

And handsy the Author got. Licking his lips, the Author tasted blood, and he grinned. He sauntered up to Dark, placing a hand on his chest — and grabbed him by the lapels, yanking the man down into a brutal kiss, sharing the taste. Their kiss was fiery, even though both of them were colder then the average person. Dark merely letting Author have fun thinking he was leading it, and when they pulled apart, he held up the handkerchief. Dabbing at Author’s face, as his other hand went to settle on his hip. When he was done, he looked over at the victim, his eye boring into the wrecked mess as he hummed lowly, twitching. “What did it do to bother you this time?”

“Saw too much~” He gestured vaguely to the other body, not too far away, missing an arm and covered in bruises. He kept his hold on Dark’s collar, looking him up and down, before his grin returned. “How about we leave these for the wolves, and head back to my cabin~? Have a shower~ I got a little blood on you.” He swiped a thumb across Dark’s lips, before licking it clean.

“When don’t you.” Mirror images splitting off him, the red one was grinning at the tarnished body, arms folded neatly in front of it, while the blue one was staring lovingly at Author, giving a silent chuckle. All the actual Dark did was smirk, stepping back and out of his grasp to do a sweeping bow. Behind him, a portal opened up, and he stood, offering Author his right hand, then bringing it up to kiss the bloodstained back of it.

“After you, Darling~”

#ask discord #sml8180 #my writing #darkiplier #the author #darkiplier/the author #the author/darkiplier #darkiplier x the author #the author x darkiplier #markiplier egos #blood #murder #death #very cavalier pair XD #hope you like it!

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the-lesbian-of-too-many-fandoms · 3 months

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Phoenixes have to burn before they rise part 1: the prologue

(trigger warning for depictions of violence)

15 seconds after the incident

I'm looking at a live feed of the end of the world.

The static of a long abandoned earpiece echos in my ears.

I watch as governments fall in real time.

I watch as escaping agents are shot out of the sky.

I watch as the scolding remains of the agency gets searched by zor operatives.

I watch in horror as they drag people out of the ruins and shoot them in the head.

All I can do is watch and look down at my finger, an inch away from the button that would have stopped it all.

In one split second we lost.

In one split second I failed.

One split second...

cost the world.

@agent-toast @whatifijustmashedwordstogether @aaperturetestsubject @sml8180 @dawnphoenixrises @ghostlystarwanderer @vallianttreedreamland @featherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr @kitkatyes @eodasks

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sml8180 · 2 months

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Phoenix has a new mission following their recovery after Operation: KBOOM; Zor has yet another plan to take over the world, and it's their job -as usual- to stop it. Along the way, they encounter a number of familiar faces from two very different times in their life.

#ieytd fanfic #writing tag tbd #ieytd #agent phoenix #john juniper

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softwarmboy · 1 year

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10 Facts about me

Can’t remember the whole spiel but I won’t be tagging 10 blogs 🤷🏻‍♂️

Tagged by @ft-willzz

I’ll tag, @monstrousomega @sml8180 and @wrecklessbehavi0r no pressure if y’all don’t wanna

I’ve taught myself 3 instruments while I was growing up

I was one of those kids that got University level results on those reading comprehension and vocabulary tests they used to do in school, back in grade school

I’ve taken beginner classes in a few trades (mostly carpentry, a bit of metal work, I avoided welding like the plague tho cuz it scares me)

I have a weird, irrational fear of escalators? I’ll go out of my way to find a set of stairs

On one of the Ice Age DVD’s, there was a bonus feature where the guy who voiced Sid, teaches you how to talk like him and I spent entirely too much time practicing and now use that to make my work kid cackle when she’s having a bad day

I can cook fairly well! I make my friends dinner when I get the chance, the last thing I made them was pizza and tiramisu from scratch

I was obsessed with Bionicles and Transformers and Spider-Man as a little kid, and owned just about every Bionicle you could get, and could take apart every Transformer by memory

My two favourite colours are a deep midnight blue, and a dark dark forest green- like you see on pine needles

I have a little sister I absolutely dote on, she’s my lil buddy and I’d give that kid the world if I could

I’m terrified of walking in a thunder storm, I literally ran half of the way home last night because there was a really good one and I was freaking out

#personal #it me #Jace talks #tag game

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thomothysdoodles · 3 years

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All the babies are so cute!!! Would you be up to draw a baby Janus and/or Patton? I feel like they'd be adorable-

Oh my gosh you were totally right—

#patton sanders #janus sanders #sanders sides fanart #sanders sides #baby!sides #baby!janus #baby!patton #requested!#sml8180 #my doodles

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statichvm · 2 years

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"ravenschampion" making my little Critter Brain go Brrr

Also hi!

me @ me

but yes hello beloved! it’s been awhile! i hope you’re doing well <33

#asks #sml8180

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lostcybertronian · 3 years

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Ego Christmas- Day 17

Prompts by @huffletrax

Prompt: Wreath

Prompt (requested by @sml8180): “I saved a piece for you.”

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“Did you hear?” The moment Logan settled at his desk and opened his thesaurus to the bookmarked page, Deceit came rising through the floor, one gloved hand waving a handkerchief like a Southern belle gossiping at the county fair. “Did you hear?” He said again, when Logan didn’t immediately pay him any attention. “Patton’s making a wreath.”

“And how does this pertain to me?” Logan spun his twirly chair around, hoping he looked unimpressed enough to encourage the Dark Side to leave.

But Deceit only smiled a smile too wide to fit his face, revealing a single, pearly fang. “Well,” he purred, in a way far too unbefitting for a snake, Logan thought, “he wants us to help. There are only so many pieces, however, and this was a few hours ago . . . there may not be any pieces left to put on.”

Logan frowned. “Why did you wait to tell me, then?”

Deceit was already sinking back through the blue carpeting of his room. “Because I do hate ruffling your feathers, Logan.”

Once he was gone, Logan frowned. Why hadn’t Patton messaged him? Surely, he didn’t believe that Logan wouldn’t *want* to help craft a wreath, a characteristic symbol of the Christmas season.

His frown deepened. He got up from his chair, leaving his thesaurus open to the page he’d started with.

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Patton hummed cheerfully along to Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas” as he pulled a tray of chocolate chip cookies from the oven, nudging the door closed with his knee before setting the tray down on the stovetop. His wreath lay on the kitchen table behind him, all but finished. All he needed was--

Logan appeared in the doorway suddenly, just as Patton was prying the cookies from the tray and carefully depositing them onto a rack. Concern furrowed his brows and forced the corners of his mouth downwards; an uncharacteristic expression for him.

“Deceit said you were making a wreath?” Logan asked, before Patton could say hi.

Patton gestured with his spatula toward the table, and grinned. “Doesn’t it look great?”

“Has it been completed?” Patton didn’t think Logan could look more concerned than he did. Was he okay?

“Almost…” Patton dropped his spatula to the counter and crossed the kitchen to the wreath; its plastic boughs glimmered different colors, from yellow to red to green to purple to light blue. One bough remained. It was dark blue. He snatched the bough up and presented it to Logan. “I saved a piece for you!”

“Thank you, Patton.” Logan hesitated only a moment as Patton thrust the fake bough into his hands, showering his hands with a light shimmer of blue glitter.

“‘Course, bud!” Patton beamed, patting him on the shoulder. “I’d never leave you out!”

#egochristmas2020 #yuletube #yuletube2020 #deceit sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #sanders sides #fanfiction #lostandwandering #my writing #lost writing tag #writing prompts #hurt/comfort #fluff #asks #sml8180 #logicality

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iwouldfuckdarkiplier · 4 years

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Imagine Dark, planning his Heist appearance: "Hm, yes, we'll switch it up with the white suit, they'd like that. Would a trinity knot be too much? No, it's just enough, perfect. Pinky ring? Pinky ring. Sitting at the desk? No, too subtle. Standing? Not bad, a bit more intimidating, but not there yet. Laying on the desk all "Draw me like one of your French Egos"? Perfect. They'll never see it coming.

#that’s very valid of him #sml8180 #Mod Spencer

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iwouldfuckillinois · 4 years

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Hey, Illinois! Random question: Do you speak any languages other than English? If so, what languages do you speak? If not, are there any you'd be interested in learning?

“Je parle Français, ich spreche Deutsch, und yo hablo Español. That’s about all I got. I’m not completely fluent in any of them, but I can get by pretty well.”

(”I speak French, I speak German, and I speak Spanish” with each statement in said language. Mod L is a show-off)

#Illinois answers #sml8180 #AHWM Illinois #Illinois x Reader #Illinois/Reader

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askzeguddoctah · 4 years

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Hello, Doctor. How have you been?

“I have been of ze gud, how about you? Are things vell for you?”

#askzeguddoctah #-answered-#sml8180

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anon-shawn-flynn · 4 years

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Hello, Shawn! The holidays are coming up, do you have any plans?

I have one.

Never return to New York

#sml8180

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doctordiscord123 · 4 months

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Hap birth!

Thank!!

#ask discord #sml8180

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youre-on-the-air · 4 years

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You see Visions of events to come, right? What sort of things do you see in your Visions? -Dakota Amos

There is a decently long pause before The Host answers, as though he’s trying to figure out how to word his response. “The Host sees all manner of things within his visions. From the mundane, to the gruesome, and even the intimate.” He chuckles, pausing for a moment. “Any event of significance to his timeline or those he knows personally, The Host either has seen or will see once it approaches becoming relevant.”

Another pause. “The visions also tend to come in different forms. Some are crystal clear, as though it’s happening to The Host in that moment. Those visions cannot be changed regardless of whether the Host tries to intervene or not. But others are slightly hazy. Dreamlike, almost.” He smirks. “Visions of that sort are much less stubborn and much more common.”

#the host #asks #sml8180 #Dakota Amos

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sml8180 · 15 days

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Phoenix has a new mission following their recovery after Operation: KBOOM; Zor has yet another plan to take over the world, and it's their job -as usual- to stop it. Along the way, they encounter a number of familiar faces from two very different times in their life.

>New chapter! This one was a bit of a pain, until I was able to figure out how I wanted Elliot to sound, but I'm pleased with him!

Friendly reminder that reblogs/tags/comments make my day and fuel me to continue writing!

#ieytd #ieytd fanfic #agent phoenix #writing tag tbd

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scarlettkat86 · 5 years

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1, 2, and 4 for the Fallout OC asks?

1. Which Fallout game are they from?

Fallout 4

2. Which faction(s) did they join and which did they destroy? Why?

Having next to no knowledge on how to survive, she joined the BoS. Her father had served in the military so she had hopes the brotherhood could train her with weapons, and basic survival skills. Of course she clashed with them later on, which lead her to joining the minutemen. She turns down the role of general when offered, not confident in herself or wanting the responsibiliy.

4. Give us a summary of their backstory.

Scarlett is the daughter of Nate and Nora Wood, and the big sister of Shaun. She is 22 and in her last year of college, when she learns her father has died. She is heartbroken, bitter and angry that her father had been drinking and driving and could've prevented his own death. Her mother, still suffering from postpartum depression needs more help than Codsworth, their Mr. Handy, can provide, so she's forced to drop her final classes, give up a social life and move back home. She grows to resent her mother for it, even though she knows the loss and depression are something her mother can't control. After the bombs have dropped and she wakes from cryogenic stasis, recalling her mother's death and Shaun's kidnapping, regret fills her. Alone, unstable and not knowing what awaits her beyond the vault, will she find a way to survive? Or will she the wasteland consume her?

(Sorry it's not the best summary but she's still a wip) Also thanks for the asks!!

#sml8180 #fo4 #fo4 oc #fo4 oc: scarlett wood #fallout oc asks #sorry this took forever #tumblr literally went bloop 3xs when posting

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thomothysdoodles · 3 years

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Baby Anti is too darn cute!!! I feel like he'd have a stuffed pumpkin, for some reason. Stuffed Gerald? He'd take that thing everywhere.

Omg yes 🥺🥺🥺 I was about to draw him with a knife but then I thought ‘a knife?? To a literal infant??? What tf am I thinking.’ lol

#not a doodle #sml8180

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