I'm Collecting Void Edits And Fanart Like Pokémon Istg

What the fuck??? 87 hits in less than an hour?? I guess I underestimated how feral this fandom is for content 😭 I'm going to write something else Thunderbolts* related soon, don't worry

NO BECAUSE ONCE I FINISH MY ANALYSIS (I'M ON 8 PAGES AND I JUST FINISHED THE SUMMARY OF HIS PLOT) IM GONNA WRITE SOME

my writer's block fading after watching thunderbolts* & fall in love with bob:

OH MY GOD THIS IS HEARTBREAKING, THE EXPRESSIONS ARE AMAZING

Couldn’t find the motivation to finish the last bit but thought you guys might enjoy it anyways :]

Music is Talia from cyclone the musical!!

Eryn gently pets the cat, staring numbly at her bloody hands. She presses them against her eyes, and she's honestly half tempted to rip them out. She needs to suffer for what she did. Natemare's family was gone. Those four kids were gone, because of her. No amount of pain would ever add up to the pain she caused. She was a horrible person, if she could even be called one. She feels light-headed, and it occurs that she should probably get herself patched up considering she's got many a wound, some bleeding considerably. No. She won't allow that. That's the coward's way out. She looks back up at Phantom, unsteadily pushing herself to her feet, leaning against the bar. She's aware that the souls that were with her upstairs are standing on the staircase, but they aren't her focus right now.

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

|| Cackling in my corner >:) (i don't know the context but it's probably gonna be something horrible and it'll be like that one TikTok audio from BoJack Horseman where the guy goes "Whats that? The library thanking you for never returning a book late?" "That was my brother, Tommy. My dad just died." "OH MY GOD."

|| 'Do you want another tattoo'

Ace, that is brutal. 😭

ME RN WITH BOB/VOID

*thinks about The Character too hard and starts taking poison damage*

THE BOYS!!!!!!

Dark and Anti

ATTORNEY SWEEP!!!

ROUND TWO OF THE OFFICIAL GACHA SEXYMAN CONTEST

The District Attorney is by @jacksepticeye-simp

Elena is by @stardrop9

No but to be serious guys i didnt expect that movie to be that kind of good. I expected great fights. I expected complicated morals. I did not expect that movie to say i know everything seems hopeless but you dont get a choice, you have to try. I did not expect that movie to say when we are up against an impossible, unjust threat the only way through is freely given kindness and forgiveness. I did not expext that movie to say the real way villans win is by preying on those we’ve already decided are hopeless. I did not expect that movie to say we all have to believe we can get better. Please believe me we can all get better. Oh my god.