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ive become convinced that bo burnam is a cryptid / god hybrid of chaos and morals.
True chaotic neutral.
He is the only god i would willingly bow to.
Welcome!
Welcome to my blog ouuuu.. i SWEAR im cool. pinky promise. im a pretty comfy person cool with anything EXCEPT: racism, homophobia, sexism, under 13's, just rude people, and uncool people!! (basically just be decent.) aha soo.. im working on making an ao3 page, i plan on writing fluffy sfw fics (and possibly posting art. my art acc is @vixlzozz) and i hope to fit in! by the way im not very good with tumblr OR ao3...
*edit: im a 100% sfw blog!! there might be a tad bit of romance and if there was it would be stated but no need to feel uncomfortable here :3
also..
he/they/she, english/japanese, artist/writer/hobby enjoyer tbh, feedback is appreciated!!
twitter, main tumblr and instagram are all @ vixlzoz. tiktok is @.vixlzoz ≽^•⩊•^≼
Random Good Songs
Places We Won’t Walk -- Bruno Major
Carey On -- Fun
Rock Supertars -- Cypress Hill
Brand New -- Ben Rector
Ahead Of Myself -- X Ambassadors
Miss You All The Time -- O.A.R
Somebody Else -- Flora Cash
Inside Out -- Eve 6
And Run -- Sir Sly
Faith -- George Michael
An introduction
Hello!
Any good story (or in this case, blog) needs some sort of introduction. Could be anything from how the harsh War had inspired Grandma to make her casserole to console her little ones. Or the epic car chase a spy finds themselves in to get the first of many clues involving an elusive diamond. Even better could be the classic cliche of a brief moment from a nightmare where the writer snaps awake as the jaws of a bloodthirsty creature brushes against their neck.
However, I find it best to introduce myself by letting you down gently. One: I am not involved in any major wars. Two: I am not a super spy either. And finally three:.... that's debatable.
I am simply a depressed young adult who so dearly wants to be a writer despite the fact of the many, MANY stressors that happen in my life among all the other misfortunes.
I'm not going to David Copperfield you here and go on about the story of my birth. Instead, I will tell you about one of my many stories I have. The story of my internet name.
Looking at the word Vintage, you'd probably think, "Ohhhh so they must be one of THOSE people who love to collect old fahsion and antiques, huh?" As much as I do have a curiosity in such things, you would be incorrect. Among an old friend group of mine, another friend of mine and I shared the same name. Since I was the orginal memeber of the group they decided to call me Vintage.
And the word midnight (midnite) is simply because I appreciate the atmosphere of nighttime.
As one of my professors taught me, the best way to start something is to just do it. So here we gooooooo!!!
proper introduction
greetings, i’m known as Greaper, even though my url’s thedemoninthecorner. i like writing so i’ve decided to become a writeblr, even though i mightn’t post that much but eh. anyway, i’m just saying hello and yeah
Vincent's getting a new design.
Krita
This is my first time trying out Krita and honestly can’t complain.
Not Your Hero
Chapter 3
Run Ins and Out Runs
Griffin stares at the angry eyes in front of him, searching for any kind of answer.
"Dad was never around, Grif. Mom took care of us the best she could as a single mother."
Once again, the man was stunned into silence.
"What are you talking about? She was never a single mother when I was around. She would cook for us nightly and dad would take us hunting, fishing and fighting almost every weekend."
Axel shakes his head violently while Griffin takes another step toward the shorter man.
"Who do you think taught you to fight the way you can? Did she teach you how to do that?"
"That's not our father. That may be mom's friend that agreed to step up to take his place, but that's no father."
Griffin lets out a bitter laugh "Is that what she told you?"
"Yes, and I would believe her over anyone."
He rolls his eyes as his brother keeps monologuing.
"Unlike you, dad and just about everyone else in the village, she hasn't left me."
Scoffing, Griffin walks past his brother, shoving him by the shoulder as he makes his way for the door instead.
"Just like she said you would, you're walking out on me again."
The reality of what was said hit him hard. Griffin had seen this situation unravel before. He had seen the way the truth could be twisted.
He heard the same foolish words that his brother was spouting, time and time again, just from different lips.
Griffin couldn't tell anyone the last time he heard something that his mother said from her own lips. He could remember what was said, every wound that was inflicted, every pained expression that passed the faces of the people around them.
Every time his mother said something about him that he heard, it was that Griffin, her own son, was nothing more than a vile beast. Without fail, she would follow it up with every accident he could have ever possibly made, blown out of proportion.
Shaking himself out of the memory, he glares up to Axel.
"You truly must be more naive than you look. I pray to whatever you might believe in that you receive mercy in place of the brains that you weren't blessed with."
Blind rage overtakes the smaller man as he throws his weight into Griffin's chest. The taller man didn't budge very much, but there was too much pain in his heart to truly care in the moment. Pounding his fist into his brother's abdomen angrily, he growled out.
"You don't know a single thing about me! You left before you could ever take the title of my brother! Who told you that you could just come back here, help me out on one thing, and then lecture me on a family tree that you were barely a part of?!"
With no real struggle, Griffin turned and aimed his fist to the bridge of Axel's nose. Tears sprout in the corners of his eyes. Blood dripped to the floor and stained the taller man's shoes. Another punch. Then another.
A sickening crack. Both men take steps back, panting heavily and trying to collect themselves. Griffin keeps himself to the left wall, and Axel to the right, holding his nose and letting his eyes water freely. Griffin drops his head and shakes it.
"I can tell you every single thing our father did for us and you're going to sit there, stare at me and say it was someone else? I can tell you for the ten years that I was a part of the family what we did and where we started to fall apart, WHY we started to fall apart, and you want to believe that she is the patron saint that saved you?"
Axel slides down the wall and sighs heavily, defeat clear across his face.
"Go ahead then. Tell me. Please, tell me the truth."
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"You look unwell." Obsidian eyes trail up and down the body in front of the oppressor.
"No thanks to you, my love."
A heavy sigh echoes through the room.
"You are in no state to voice your frustrations with me. You are the one who let my sons get away alive. Do not disappoint me again."
The woman's voice held no sympathy, which came as no surprise to the man in front of her. The man takes off his mask tainted with a smile as he nods.
"As you wish, Ximena."
Not Your Hero (an original work of mine)
There are plenty of words a mother could use to describe her son. Dashing, witty, handsome or strong. If someone were to ask Ximena Armstrong, however, only one of her boys would be introduced in such a proud light. If they asked about the other one, they would receive a strained compilation of complaints that he is vile, twisted, or a hateful beast. There are two sides to every story, though. What made a mother turn her back so quickly?
No one has ever gotten close enough to either party to ask for their side. One thing is for certain, Griffin Emiliano is a dangerous man, and Ximena Armstrong is a pathological liar.
Yet on an uneventful day in Betrothal, a group set out to find the answers to all the possible questions anyone could ask. When they find two boys, an anklet and a pile of bodies, there are too many questions to ask and not enough time for the answers before the doors are busted in and everyone is a suspect.
Chapter 1
“I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but if you run any slower, the snails will escape before we do!” A bellowing voice echoes through the halls of the underground chambers. Clambering behind him, a much softer voice rang out. “I’m sorry! This is my first time performing illegal acts, so sorry I can’t keep up with your vigilante lifestyle!” Turning on his heel, Gryffin casts a stone cold glare to his brother. “Don’t forget why we’re in this mess. You thought it would be a good idea to find the anklet, now three guards are dead and the blood is on your hands, kid.” Looking to the floor, Axel shrinks into himself; “I didn’t mean to…” “doesn’t matter the intention. It is the result that everyone will see. Remember that in everything you do.” Before another word was said, a loud crash brings the brothers out of their tension and drives their attention back to the situation at hand. Escaping certain death and bringing the anklet home to their mother, the smartest archeologist in their village. The winding chambers seemed to be getting slimmer and turning into simple tunnels, but with that, the duo noticed that the end of a tunnel was in sight. With reinforcements hot on their trail, Gryffin roars “Ximena will kill us if she finds out people died for that thing.” “Can you just call her mom?” “Not when she won’t call me her son.” “Well maybe if you-” Axel’s voice is cut off with another crash, the barrels in front of them breaking, causing whatever fruits and vegetables to scatter across the floors and stain their shoes more than the mud could. “Not another step, thief. Such a shame that I’ll have to tear such a pretty face to shreds” A masked man with a gentle but firm voice says, backing his words with a sword pointed to Axel’s face. The mask was unsettling at best, sporting a crooked smile with red teeth and white eyes, it’s a wonder the man could see through it. Though unsettling, he was right about Axel’s face. Unlike his brother, his face was pristine and untouched, his pale skin was a perfect target for a sadistic man such as the one in front of him. Questions hung on the tip of the blade as well as the tip of his tongue he realized it was getting closer, but he hadn’t taken a step. “If I can’t take another step, why can you?” “If I can’t take the anklet, why can you?” Comes the quick retort. “Well, technically you could, you just didn’t take that leap that you needed in order to actually grasp it.” With his sharp words and the tension rising, Gryffin grabbed Axel and made a mad dash for the light they witnessed moments earlier. Axel thrashed wildly, kicking the boxes of fruits and vegetables down to make more of a mess for the masked men to clean up later on. “I’m going to drop you if you keep doing that.” He warns with a scowl. “Right, sorry.”
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There was nothing fancy about the village the boys lived in. Past every market on the left there was an alley that the homeless would find themselves digging through, praying to whoever was out there to spare a little mercy for one more day as they cling onto what little humanity they hold. For the homeless that couldn’t fight their way through, the market’s right side would hold the bodies. It seemed everywhere one turned there was another person riddled by disease and famine. When the people in command were brought to the village to speak their grievances, they were brushed off, laughed at and then given one day’s worth of food for the women and children. Proving that they were simply sitting with another government that couldn't care less for the people under their control, but gave the bare minimum so there were still people able to BE controlled. Griffin hated everything about the village. He could never wrap his head around why so many people still lived in such a ghost town. The people were reduced to nothing more than beggars and thieves with nothing to live for, but had the fight and the iron will of soldiers with the world to lose. Under heavy lids, he drags himself into a makeshift shack, calling it a house for them to stay in as the night ticks by. Axel stared at the ceiling, wondering how long it had been since he saw his brother. His once soft features now hardened with the years of war and murder, tanned skin now scarred and hands calloused. Those green eyes that once shined like stars now cut like emeralds that were thrown to the ground by a child throwing a fit. Black hair that was once short and well taken care of has now grown unkempt and matted. “What is going on in that head of yours?” The man in question growled out. “How old are you now, Grif?” “Twenty three, but you didn’t answer my question. What is the issue?” Axel shakes his head quickly. “I was just wondering what went wrong with us… Why did our family fall apart the way it did? Why did you leave? Why-” Griffin cuts him off swiftly “You ask too many questions, Ax. That will be your downfall.” A deep silence settles across the room after Axel nods “mom says that too.” Griffin lets out a heavy sigh after a while and asks something that he sounds like he has been dreading for a long time. “Where is dad?” Axel stands with a speed like no other and starts for the door. “Ax-” “If you can call that monster our dad but can’t call her our mother then you are no brother of mine.” Confused, angry and a little hurt, Griffin throws the closest object at his younger brother’s feet. “Are you gonna tell me what happened or are you going to let me believe that he was a good man and she was the monster, kid?”
https://www.twitch.tv/artsyabbyplays
The hiatus is over! I’m going live on Twitch in 20! I didn’t think I would say it with so much energy again, but we’re playing Fortnite! I’ve created emotes, animated emotes and updated a LOT OF STUFF! So when I go live, hop in and cause some chaos
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Oh my god I’m 21 now what the hell
Hi I’m Abby! Hope y’all are doing well! I’m a 20 year old Musician, Twitch streamer and YouTuber that enjoys writing music, poetry, playing video games, and watching horror movies. I’m an all inclusive, sarcastic, and all-around chaotic influencer, I have too many types of content (but that’s mostly over on tiktok💀) I’m working 2 jobs on top of performing music and streaming but I always make time for new friends!
https://linktr.ee/ArtsyAbby advocation tree
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Hello! I’m Abby! I’m known by Artsy Abby and I’m a mental health advocate as well as social justice fighter. I raise awareness for world issues and a provide links to articles so people can educate themselves on the subject as well as petitions and relief funds for people in need. I have a lot of links in groups based on events and times. For example, as a member of both the LGBTQ+ and POC communities, I’ve got a lot of links that are relevant right now I’ve added to those specific sections. I also have spreadsheets for peaceful protests depending on event (BLM, Roe v Wade, so on and so forth), state/country and affordable therapy (both singular and group). Those can all be found in my linktree attached below.
On top of all that, I’m an influencer and rising musician! I wanted to use my platform for good, and my lyrics always touch on something that people can relate to. Wether it’s mental health struggles, love, feeling alone, you name it, I’ve got a song for that. I want people to know that they’re not alone.
I am currently looking for a studio to record in and a management team or maybe find some sort of agency to work with! I think I have a lot of potential and would love for others to see that.
I just released my third album, Mixed Signals, it’s currently being put on all platforms and I would love to know what y’all think! Here is the link for Apple Music https://music.apple.com/us/album/mixed-signals/1631347119
Here is where you’ll find all my socials, petitions, articles, and so much more. I’ve got it nice and organized: https://linktr.ee/ArtsyAbby
Here is my YouTube, where I post my music and my gaming: https://youtube.com/channel/UCG4RdjmhnqA-fp88EhuesHg
My YouTube music (which is NOT the same as regular YouTube): https://music.youtube.com/channel/UCgtClBsNdPFpVH2pw4R3TRQ
Here’s where you can buy my merch! https://streamlabs.com/artsyabbyplays/merch
My LGBTQ Line merch! https://store.streamelements.com/artsyabbyplays
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First time really using this app hopefully I can get used to it quickly and start posting my artwork
Happy New Year 2025 to everyone!♥️🎉🎁🎊
Wow, another year already? Man, last year was crazy. Like, every month, there was something crazy.
But despite that, I'm sure some of you all had some wonderful times in 2024. What were they?
And what do you hope for this upcoming year?
Whatever it may be, may God bless you all and keep everyone in your lives safe this blessed year in His name we pray, Amen and welcome, 2025 in the year of our Lord.
vou usar o tumblr pra esquecer o twitter #likeatoxicmale
Hello everyone, I'm vividless! Welcome to my tumbler. I'm a writer and artist, and I'm currently working on 3 original projects!I hope you all will enjoy my stories as well as my artwork!!
｡ ₊°༺❤︎༻°₊ ｡ WELCOME｡ ₊°༺❤︎༻°₊ ｡
Once again, I would like to remind that this is js smth I found interesting and smth I wanted to do 🙏. This will probably be temporary (idk yet 🤷♀️) but for now know a lil more abt me 😁👌
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Soo I like to draw a lot, I think I'm better at drawing on paper than drawing on a device ✍️. Idk I think I'm just used to it. The purpose of this blog is to write and occasionally post some drawings. (When I gain some confidence😖🤲)
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HERE ARE SOME OF THE THINGS I MAY POST ABOUT ✨✨:
The Amazing Digital Circus 🎪
Gavril 🧀🐁
Monster x Mediator 🏢
Call Of Duty ▄︻デ══━一💥
To Eat A God 𓁧𓁦
(MUCH MORE I CBA TO PUT ....🥱)
These are all not 100% guaranteed I will post about daily 😥, you'll see. You'll see. I'll tell you I'll probably draw/post about Teag and Cod. (Teag is my current hyperfixation💞💞) the others I'll probably re-post about them <3
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As you can tell by the name, I really like marmalade 🍓🥫 But also bc my name is rlly close to the word (Ahem. You can't guess....🤫) I'm pretty busy with stuff so I may not post often 😣, at least I'll try and post everyday. (Dunno bout the fanfics tho....) I'll try my best ^^
Roses may or may not be my fav flowers.....(˶˃⤙˂˶) THEY'RE SO PRETTY THO :OO 🥀 ✨ 🥀 ✨ 🥀 ✨
Once again, I aim to do requests as much as I can. (Srsly, Ask for anything 💝) But please keep the NSFW mild ⚠️. Nothing exploring sexual themes ❌ . Other than that, feel free to ask whatever you want idrm. 👍
Anyways that's all from me CIAOO!!! 👋 🫶🫶🫶🫶
Hello
I can’t wait to get aquainted with the wild world of tumblr.
I am a procrastinator with too many interests. Expect crafts, sketches, fashion designs, fanart and some political commentary.
Be nice to me and I’ll be nice to you. Haters will be used for entertainment.
Peace out
Star_kit!!
Art by me~ My new OC Star_kit~