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@mythcarv3r

Tay | 21 | she/her | multifandom | writer occasionally
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I try to give tumblr another chance :') Somehow I always return to this hellhole. it is a car crash but I like it here.

Anyway, I'm still in trephacard-brainrot and I will reupload every artwork I got again :)

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sorry i’m obsessed with the pretty mentally ill wide-eyed brunette bisexual man to the point of self-destruction :/ as if it’s my fault

if timothy stoker has a million fans, i am one of them. if timothy stoker has ten fans, i am one of them. if timothy stoker has one fan, i am that fan. if timothy stoker has no fans i am not on this earth. if the world is against timothy stoker, i am against the world. i love #timothystoker until my last breath.. die hard fan of timothy stoker. hit rb if you think timothy stoker best man & smart in the world

If you're fifteen or older an still sleep with a stuffed animal please reblog this.

My friend is embarrassed and thinks she’s the only one and I said id prove her wrong.

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they’re actually everything omg

i’m soso proud of this piece you have no idea!! posting it here before instagram cuz you guys always like my tma stuff more <3

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[May we meet again in the afterlife ]

The “ what If “ of meeting after their passing and tragic fates.

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Context: [ SPOILER ]

This would be after both passed on , Gerard left the book after Jon burns it and Michael dies thanks to Helen or whatever happened there. They meet in the" afterlife " in the state they died in and as old friends reunite, to see that both ended up dying or being trapped in some sort of way for a really long time.

My theory is that Michael , would regain more consciousness of his previous life after being thrown away / killed by the spiral and not being the direct avatar anymore. Think of it as Distortion M. Body but w how Michael Shelley used to be.

Gerard, caring for his last life friend and co-assistant, I'd like to think he'd feel sorry he couldn't stop Michael from being consumed by the spiral, and 2 just be happy that he gets to see his friend again.

You can make it shippy or not idc I like em. I like to believe they were friends when they worked for Gertrude and would def have an emotional reunion.

for all you writers out there:

donjon has tons of generators. for calendars. for demographics of a country and city. for names (both fantastical and historical) of people, nations, magics, etc.

this site lets you generate/design a city, allowing you to choose size, if you want a river or coast, walls around it, a temple, a main keep, etc.

this twitter, uncharted atlas, tweets generated maps of fantasy regions every hour.

and vulgar allows you to create a language, based on linguistic and grammatical structures!!! go international phonetic alphabet!!!

us TMA fic writers have made a GRAVE MISTAKE. 

How could we possibly forget season 1 is set in the year of our lord 2016????

Tim sprints out of the archives because a Snorlax spawns nearby (Jon doesn’t know what a Pokemon is.) Martin has a musical.ly, Tim has vine (the two of them make dubsmashes when they’re dicking off). There is an eraser shrine dedicated to Harambe in the archive break room. Tim got Sasha addicted to Geometry Dash. Lemonade is constantly playing. Jon grandpa-bitches about how annoying Closer (Chainsmokers) is. Tim’s entire laptop is covered in Pepe stickers. Sasha goes a 30 minute rant about Instagram’s changed their app logo. They all play Agar.io on their lunch break. Tim and Sasha rope Martin in to serenading Jon through an ominous chanting of ‘Alexander Hamilton.’ They  have a collective aneurysm when Jon starts singing along. Tim T-poses everywhere. Martin dresses like Arthur (clenched fist version) for Halloween. Tim says “here comes dat boii!!!” every time he sees a worm. They teach Jon to hit the quan in a moment of weakness. The archives team does the mannequin challenge (ILL KISS ANYONE WHO DRAWS THIS HOLY FUCK). Brexit is happening