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Ohmygod. Guys. The name Marcy means “war”, right? Well her middle name, Regina, means “Queen”.
THIS GRIL WAS FUCKING BORN TO SIT ON THE DARK THRONE!!! ME AND MY FELLOW EVIL MARCY TRUTHISTS JUST GOT SO MUCH MORE VALID-
But it’s also fucking hilarious cuz like….
Behold: the War Queen
Here’s my headcanon on how Marcy’s eyes would look if The Core could possess her without the helmet :3
First, here’s her normal eyes (for comparison)
And this is how she’d look if The Core was talking to (or otherwise influencing) her, but not taking complete control
And here’s her design when The Core is completely controlling her movements
Also, yes, she’s wearing a froggy hoodie hehe
Evil Marcy go brrrrr
This is related to an upcoming chapter of my “Losing Marbles” fic hehe
I’m writing a fic where Marcy kinda goes psycho so here’s a drawing lol
I forgot her eyebrows but I’m too lazy to fix it hhhhhh
*gives Darcy a killapillar*
They shall conquer worlds together
Day 4: Formal Attire
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For Darcy week hosted by yourlocalapplemarket on Instagram!!
Makin’ a Darcy fic >:3
Because I’ve been sucked into the fandom and am beyond help at this point It’s mostly Darcy cuz I hate/love them so much
Marcy: Where's Sprig? Sasha: Don't worry, I'll find him. Sasha, shouting: Anne sucks! Sprig, distantly: Anne is the best person ever! Fuck you! Sasha: Found him.
The Core: My future host must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Marcy: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to her knees and sob while apologizing profusely* The Core: That one. I want that one.
Darcy: What’s up? I’m back. Anne: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead Darcy: Death is a social construct.
Andrias: Darcy, you’re such a genius! Darcy: Yes, I know.
Darcy: You are, of course, wondering why it is I have brought you here tonight. Andrias: Actually, Darcy, after all these years, I just sort of go with it.
Darcy: Frog, give me patience. Andrias: I think you mean 'give me strength'. Darcy: If they gave me strength, you'd be dead.
Darcy: You seem familiar... have I threatened you before?
Andrias: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm? Darcy: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.
Andrias: I feel awful about killing you. Darcy: Andrias: Even though technically you never even died, so I don’t know what you’re bitching about.
Andrias: You played me! Darcy: Like the cheap kazoo you are!
Marcy: Can you recommend me a book that made you cry? Anne: General mathematics 6th edition
Andrias: Are you this rude to everyone?! Darcy: Yup. Darcy: Don't think you're special.
*at a zoo* Sprig: What are they in for? Anne: Sprig, this isn't prison. Sprig: So they can leave? Anne: No, but- Sprig, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.
Darcy: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.
Andrias: Hello Darcy, made anyone cry today? Darcy: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.
Olivia: How did you break your leg? Marcy: Do you see those fancy stairs? Olivia: Yes Marcy: I didn't
Darcy: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me.
Darcy week day 7 - Calamity
The final battle
Darcy week day 6 - Mind
I’m sure being a prisoner in your own body isn’t too fun (or whatever Marmar’s situation happens to be rn)