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YOOOOOO!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVORITE SOUL-STEALING MAGICIAN-KIDNAPPING BOY!

Happy Birthday to Phantom!! His music video came out six years ago today! 🎉🎉

THIS SONG RIGHT HERE. WORDS CAN'T DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE IT. I NEED IT IMPRINTED INTO MY EARDRUMS.

Eryn isn't expecting the cat to suddenly launch itself at her, and she stumbles as she finds herself in the memory. Her heart burns as she looks at the four animatronics. They were gone before she got there, and she wasn't the one to cause them to disappear as much as her brain wanted to convince her, but... God. They were so young to have their lives violently ripped away from them.

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'..."

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'..."

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GO GO GO! GET HEART AND MIND TO BE THE WINNERS

Best Sun And Moon Motif Characters - Round 1

BEST SATURDAY EVER OH MY GODDDDDDDDDD @autisticskeleton-s

bob is an icon for that

I think I'm gonna have to create a whole backstory for Eryn, I've been tempted since last night so FUCK IT, WE BALL 🔥

Not to be dramatic but Bucky’s new theme literally got me tearing up rn

Like he FINALLY gets to have a theme that isn’t doom and gloom, finally his theme isn’t something that ties back to his winter soldier days

ITS EPIC, ITS HEROIC

It feels like a celebration of everything he has become. Because he isn’t the winter soldier, he’s James Buchanan Barnes, overcomer of the worst this world has to offer

And i find that beautiful 🥹