#indie tiktok

[thoughtportal]

Indigenous Horror Films

#tiktok #indigenous horror films #Indigenous art #Indigenous writers #Indigenous artists #indigenous #watch this #mexican indigenous folklore #folklore #horror #horror films #movies #film #inuit #indie horror film #mythology

[catchymemes]

Beautiful snake (Video from pinterest)

#snakes #snake #aww #nature #cute animals #naturecore #tiktok #photography #animal #animals #indie

[jlmahmud]

🤗 🥰 🤗

Sound On🎙️

#so cute #lovely smile #mp4 #love #instagram #tiktok video #tiktok #tik toks #youtube #feeling #relationships #cute #daddy’s babygirl #cute baby video #cute baby girl #music #landscapes #popular #indie #in orbit #funny kids #love this #lovers #photography #music video #video #vintage #black and white #beauty #beautiful

[gravedice]

Hey, hey, bored and need something to do? You got an OC, fursona, or blorbo that you can't get off your mind? This is what you can do.

The game TeleCollision, a pixel art RPG, has a weirdly in depth character creator, and has a free demo on steam and itch.io right now. Go download it, see if you can make that character you love in the character creator.

11 different animal heads, elf ears... You want wings? Two? One? Four? Six? It's got you covered. Everything has adjustable customizable colors. Also custom pronouns.

After making your character, the demo has a four to six hour story to play through, a cast of odd characters, and you can customize your build by equipping trading cards.

[TeleCollision on Steam]

[TeleCollision on Itch.io]

#telecollision #indie game #trying a different kind of post #also the video is from tiktok I'm on tiktok now #taking a long time for the video to process #hopefully it doesn't double post

[tinnchan]

PARIS PALOMA in "LABOUR"

All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger

#Paris paloma #women in music #indie music #nads gifs #tw: food #tw: disturbing imagery #feminism #female rage #sometimes attempts at a feminist song on tiktok #are good...actually

[hanasnx]

i’ll find the tiktok eventually but it was some girl saying “gotta stop finding the biggest scariest guy at the bar and asking for a cigarette and then telling him i’m posted up if he gets into a fight” edit: link.

can you imagine being half his size and walking up to 6’7!anakin to ask him for a cigarette? he’s looking down at you with that questioning brow, his buddies have fallen quiet and are watching you twirl back and forth with your hands clasped behind your back. patiently you let him pull out his pack and knock the box so one slides out for you to take. he hasn’t said a word, just looks at you expectantly.

“thanks.” you say.

“no problem.” he replies, a little slow and wary.

“i’m right over there if you need me if you get into a fight.” you point to your spot at the bar. and he gives it a glance. a quirk tugs at the corner of his lips.

“i’ll remember that.” he scoffs out his nose when you walk away, attentive to the way your hips sway. he keeps an eye out for you for the rest of the night.

#indy: drabbles #ch: 6’7!anakin #anakin skywalker drabble #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker x fem reader #anakin skywalker imagine #:tiktok

[lovelyhan]

imagining jeonghan as your roommate and you're just friends. REALLY you're just friends.

friends who started going out on dates as a joke because you were both bored. friends who always call each other every night when one of you is out of town because you missed the sound of their voice. friends who sleep in each other's beds until you don't know what it feels like to be alone anymore.

jeonghan's just your friend — really, he is! so even if your heart aches with lovesickness every time he flashes you a lazy smile, you take it in stride. because jeonghan is a nice friend. a wonderful friend. you wouldn't trade what you have with him for anything else.

even for the paper thin chance that he might just be as lovesick as you are.

someone asks, "are you guys dating?" one day when you're all hanging out with a bigger circle and before you can deny the allegations, jeonghan intercepts with a calm and confident, "yes."

you think about it the entire drive home because... you're just friends, right? friends who go on dates but aren't dating. friends who love each other but aren't in love.

oh wait. that only makes one of you.

"what do you mean we're dating?" you dare to ask jeonghan once he pulls over at a red light — a frown contorting your features. "we're just friends, aren't we?"

jeonghan hums as his fingers drum across the steering wheel. "hn? we've been on at least twelve platonic dates. that counts as dating, right?"

"...when does it become not platonic then?"

he doesn't answer right away, slanted eyes glued to the traffic lights counting down until they glow green again. you don't make it a habit to figure out what goes on in jeonghan's head. you've never once won that game and you've always been a sore loser.

but right after he steps on the gas pedal to zoom past the empty streets again, jeonghan — your roommate, your confidant, your friend — smiles at you with tenderness in his eyes that's familiar and foreign both at the same time.

"how about date number thirteen?" he asks before making a sharp right that's definitely not en-route to your shared apartment. "the carnival by the pier closes at three a.m. and i know that parlor game stuffies are the key to your heart."

you stare at him for a beat longer — wondering if there's a catch. a punchline to some joke you're not quite getting.

but you've been friends with jeonghan for so long that you're well-aware that the only way you can figure him out is to not figure him out at all.

"okay," you respond coolly, trying to keep your heart from bursting when you place your hand on top of jeonghan's from where he firmly grips the gear shift. "you better make up for not buying me one of those ikea sharks."

jeonghan snorts. "hey! blåhaj is out of our budget!"

jeonghan's a good friend. the best friend you could ask for, really. but the morning after he takes you to the midnight carnival, you're glad to know he's an even better boyfriend.

#svthub #i have a chronic problem of writing fic ideas whenever i need to study #this is sfw btw #also shoutout to indi for feeding me so much jeonghan brainworms with a single tiktok #im never recovering from this actually #seventeen x reader #jeonghan x reader #🌸 soft thoughts #lovelyhan #seventeen fanfic #jeonghan fanfic

[deadvnstudios]

Original: https://youtube.com/shorts/Fz4rLWQkuXU?si=b-PCPRUZ7AB3IS4k

#fool's paradise #indie games #visual novel #indie game #vn #tempest #mary #TikTok

[dollchasermn]

Hey here's a full performance video of our song Metropolitics from practice the other day, as a treat.

You can catch us live in the Twin Cities very soon! And our new EP is just on the horizon too!

#doll chaser #indie punk #queer punk #independent music #power pop #punk #queercore #trans music #trans punk #queer rock #metropolitics #live performance #tiktok

[ros3chu]

I think this silly little masterpiece of wholesome queer joy would flourish in the tumblr ecosystem so please enjoy ❤️

#tiktok #gay #lgbt #if i were a fish #and you caught me you'd say look at that fish #🐟🐠 #tune #indie #kimya dawson #froggie #animal crossing #wholesome #aww #awww baby

[thoughtportal]

11 years ago today, we unearthed The Postal Service auditions from 2002. To commemorate the occasion, we are reposting "We Will Become Silhouettes” as performed by the soon-to-be EGOT adorned Al Yankovic .

#tiktok #the postal service #weird al yankovic #music #indie rock

[toxhards]

#the toxhards #toxhards #band #rock #indie music #rock music #tiktoxhards #tiktok #live music #goofy goober #goofy goober rock #spongebob #spongebob squarepants #cover #flashing #cw: flashing

[demilypyro]

Does a Skateboard

#found this clip while looking for stuff to put on tiktok and decided i like it #resident evil 2 remake #indie vtuber #vtuber #twitch #demilypyro #stream highlight #demily #demily pyro #kyriathanatos

[lydiaplain]

Old but new.. 🎶 ReTouched with Flair ✨

☺️ New music coming soon 🎧

#experimental music #native instruments #flair #audio plugins #audio edit #remix #indie artist #athens #tiktok #sunrise

[alarainai]

'enlighten me, my dear. why am i even here?'

for @industrations, we suffer together. always.

His right side aches, limbs giving out from fatigue and pain. Next to him, Tonks slumps to the ground and he feels a deep sense of loss. His last best friend has been taken from him. It distracts him enough that Dolohov catches him with a stray curse, and he winces. 

Despite spending most of his years away from civilisation, Remus feels a pang of fear. He’s never wanted to die alone. 

Another spell hits him square on the chest, and he flies backwards, hitting the stone wall of the castle. His ears ring, and sounds of battle fade out around him. Nausea rushes through him in waves. He searches for his wand blindly in the debris around him, his body is unwilling to cooperate; out of exhaustion or terror, he’s not quite sure. 

Typical feelings of self-loathing wash over him. When will he ever do anything right? Will there ever be a person he can save?

His answers come in the form of a ghost and a shiver up his spine. The man in his dreams who scarcely leaves him alone, his biggest failure, his biggest fear.

“Moony,” a whisper. Remus closes his eyes and wills it away, “Moony. My Moony, it’s okay.”

“You’re not real,” Remus mumbles back to the darkness, his voice breaking around the words, “You can’t be- I can’t do this.” 

For a moment, there’s silence, and Remus hopes his hallucination has left him alone. But then he feels a feather-light touch to his cheek, warm and kind. His fear dwindles, love and trust remain. But he keeps his eyes closed, even when he feels another head resting against his own.

“Pick up your wand, Moony.” 

“I can’t-”

 “You can. You need to fight. You need to live,” the voice insists, disorientated and fading, “For Harry. For Teddy. For me.” 

The last words cause his eyes to open, blurry with unshed tears. But even in the midst of chaos and his own terrible sight, Remus is able to make out the familiar face of Sirius Black. He’s younger, untouched by his years in Azkaban, and smiling as carefree as he did in their Hogwarts years.

He’s also mildly translucent, which would be unsettling if Remus hadn’t been craving Sirius’ touch from the moment he lost him.

He reaches up, his hand meeting air. Sirius smiles in sympathy.

“You’re not here.”

Sirius shakes his head, “I’m always here with you.” 

“I can’t – Padfoot. Sirius-”

“You can and you will,” Sirius replies, narrowing his eyes, “Our Moony isn’t a quitter.” 

“I think you’ll find your Moony is very experienced in quitting.” 

That earns a laugh. And God, Remus has missed that laugh. He’s missed everything.

The late-night conversations in the dark corners of Grimmauld Place, the drinks and make-shift meals that always burnt cos neither of them had a cooking skill between them. Stolen kisses in Hogwarts corridors, plans of marriage and a future that they never got to have. 

A life that was pulled away from him, all because of this damn war.

Remus replies weakly, “I want it to end. I want – I miss you.” 

Sirius’ eyes soften, calm facade slowly crumbling. 

“I miss you, always,” he mumbles in response, “But I’m not important. It’s the ones still living who need you now.”

“You’re not even real, what do you know?”

Another laugh, even if it’s a little sadder now. Remus tries to reach for him again; this time, he feels something. A slight chill in the space in front of him, a distinct feeling of not being alone. His eyes widen, and he wonders if he’s already dead. If he’s gone mad.

Sirius brushes another hand across his face, “Fight, Moony. Live for me.”

“It hurts,” Remus confesses, “It always hurts.”

A scream breaks him out of his trance, although he clings to the space in the air in case Sirius vanishes. Remus glances over and sees Ginny Weasley fighting with all her might.

And losing.

He thinks of Molly, Arthur, and the Weasley family as a whole, experiencing that loss. He imagines if he lost Teddy in that way. His chest aches. A desire to help rises up again.

If he can just save someone.

Remus looks back at Sirius, who watches him with affection he doesn’t think he deserves. Kind eyes that experienced so much and lost too many. If he is real – and Merlin, Remus hopes he’s real – he doesn’t want to add to that casualty list. 

Even if it means he can’t be with him. Not yet, anyway.

“I love you,” Remus says, “I always have. I’ll love you in whatever comes next. Just wait a little longer for me.”

Sirius chuckles, “I’ll wait an eternity,” 

Another scream. Remus drops his hand and ignores the absence in his chest the moment he no longer feels a phantom touch against his skin. He closes his eyes again, just once, and clings to the hint of warmth against his lips, the love confession in the passing breeze.

When he opens his eyes, Sirius is gone.

Remus picks up his wand. 

And he fights. 

#indi indi indi #i love you #don't send me tiktoks and expect there not to be consequences #wolfstar #a hint of remus/tonks but they're just besties #war and death under the cut i guess but it's about the pining #THE PINING AND LOSS

[hanasnx]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPR7omTNE/ need anakin to do this to me 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

MINORS DNI 18+

— link.

anon i want you to know you single-handedly put me back into an anakin mood this shit is so fucking hot i rewatched it like eight times

"Baby, can you lift me?" you ask, an air of hope to your voice to convey you're submitting a request rather than a challenge. ANAKIN SKYWALKER chews the bite of sandwich in his mouth as he eyes you down curiously. You can see the process behind his gaze, the silent questioning, and then the recognition. His sandwich is dropped to his plate as he gulps, dusting the crumbs of his hands, and rising from his seat. A thrill roots in your stomach at the notion he's doing what you've asked of him, and you watch him with anticipation as the chair behind his knees screeches, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

You expect to be picked up like usual, whether it's an arm under your legs to press your side to his chest and curl your body much like a weight. Or stoop to throw you over his shoulder, and let your hair hang down. He approaches you, and the reality sets in as his lumbering form reaches yours to stoop. His arm hooks between your legs, wrapping around the thigh as he straightens and takes you with him. Seated on his shoulder, you let out a shriek of delight as you're thrust into the air by the force of his stand, and your brace on him to balance.

To your surprise, he doesn't just use this opportunity to show off, brag about how easy it is to pick you up, but he feels the way you rub yourself on his shoulder, your stomach nudging his temple. Heat radiates from your sex until your pulse makes itself known. So he escorts you to the bedroom, where he can help you work off some of that frustration. To think, all it took was demonstrating his strength...

#:tiktok #indy shoots the shit #thanks for the msg!! #anon #anakin skywalker prompt #indy: drabbles #ch: anakin #anakin drabble #anakin skywalker drabble #anakin smut #anakin skywalker smut #anakin x reader #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin x reader smut #anakin skywalker x reader smut #anakin x you #anakin skywalker x you #anakin x y/n #anakin skywalker x y/n #anakin skywalker x female reader #anakin fic #anakin skywalker fic #anakin fanfiction #anakin skywalker fanfiction #anakin imagine #reader insert