#[1.5/5]

[gothlisteningclub]

Welcome to the goth listening club! I'll post a new album every day. To participate, listen to the album sometime throughout the course of your day, then come back and give it a rating! The idea is for us all to try out new goth music and connect with other goths, so feel free to reblog with your thoughts, start discussions in the replies, and share your own favorite goth music!

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[jesusofortenau]

Rating: 1.5/5

I have so many questions. Where is his cross? Why are there nails in his feet just because? Why is he holding his legs up when he doesn't have to? Is the cross invisible? And what is with his ribs? Where is his body fat?

My best guess is the artist had already pre-made him to be nailed to a cross of the customer's choosing, but this particular customer chose this instead.

He almost looks like this nearby Jesus, so I assume it's the same artist.

[lamb-fallow]

Lifeboxd

Casey @dreamofyouandi started drinking cream soda…. i don’t feel great about it.

1.5/5 it’s starting to get weird

[mozart-1053]

everything about S*ltb*rn was superficial and just painful to sit through

[moaninmoonen]

Peephole - Short Horror Movie (2018)

Jash Pictures, Inc.

[afterthelambs]

In another (happier) world, I think Muhen would've been Akechi's Sojiro. Akechi would've lived above Jazz Jin just like how Joker lived above Leblanc. Muhen would've taught him how to make the drinks and close up at night. They would've bonded over music. And Akechi would finally have an adult looking after him. Because Muhen does care about him in-canon. He's the only character in the epilogue that mentions Akechi, he notices who Akechi spends time with, and he wishes to see him again.

It's so sad that Akechi assumes nobody cares about him or wants him around and yet this random jazz club owner does. Do you ever think about Muhen seeing Akechi at the Jazz Jin sometime in December, not knowing it would be the last time he ever would

[oceanic-recollection]

is that fucking miros bird looking thing the most dew out of all of you guys

[skunkes]

is anyone else exhibiting symptoms of mental health issues.

[taitavva]

target practice

[starmocha]

All of the smut scenes are written (three lol 😭✌️) no two diccs cry about it

I cannot emphasize enough that this is still an AU one-shot with me interpreting Sylus as an East Asian dragon with many Chinese/Vietnamese influences in the story

I can't wait to read his myth tomorrow and hopefully I can glean some canon details I can apply to this fic to make it feel even more like Sylus

I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel 🥹 A little project I started 2.5 months ago on a whim and some vibes, I didn't expect it to reach this high of a word count and still rising

OK, here's probably my last wip preview while I finish the story. (Maybe...7 more scenes? The first 2/3 of the story is more or less finished and the ending is already written. The climax is really the last part that is the most struggling to write right now even though I have the notes and scenes I want for it. 😔)

Prelude is already out! Read it if you haven't, and request to be added to the taglist if you're intrigued by the upcoming main story. <333

“Indeed,” he agreed, pouring some osmanthus wine into two crimson cups. He handed one to you. “We must enjoy a drink or two tonight.” “I would think some tea would be more appropriate with our mooncakes,” you argued, but you accepted the little cup nonetheless. You held it between your fingers and eyed it skeptically, remembering the last time you had drank some of his liquor and suffered the immediate consequence the following morning. “We can have some tea as well,” he said, smiling before tossing his drink back. He sighed blissfully, his eyes seemed to twinkle with joy. “With a good atmosphere, and some lovely company, it is only natural one would want to enjoy a drink or two.” You frowned at his cheeky reasoning, giving him a disapproving shake of your head, to which he only laughed it off. You scoffed, “You will say anything to find a reason to drink.” “I will not argue with that,” Shin answered, grinning. He poured another drink into his cup, and then to your surprise, he hooked his arm around yours, the wine cups crossed, yours moved closer to your lips while Shin’s was near his. “The alcohol is not as strong as what you had drank last time. You will enjoy this, Miss.” “Sh-Shin, what are you doing?” “We should practice,” he murmured, “For when we are wedded and share our first drink as husband and wife.” You blushed. The delicate floral scent of the osmanthus wafted from the wine cup. You looked at Shin, and he continued to smile, waiting for your next move. Your eyes softened. “You still want to marry me?” “I have never stopped,” he murmured, and you noticed a sad tinge in his eyes. You wondered why you would catch moments like this, when his smiles would disappear, and a cloak of melancholy seemed to cover him. “Such devoted words,” you whispered back, and he smiled again, but just as before, you saw no joy in his expression.

You can pass me by because you Forgot about me Because until you remember I will Wait for you ☆ Don’t ever forget the truth that I was by your side Don’t erase my heart that could sacrifice Everything for you ☆ My love, look at me Do you still love me?

[saphronethaleph]

Parahumans: A Measured Response

“Hey, L, you’ve got to see this!” Alec called, and Lisa groaned.

“Is this going to be you doing another headshot?” she asked.

“No, no, this genuinely is a big deal,” Alec replied. “It’s a big long video explainer thing, and, uh… I’m like five minutes in and this sounds like a big deal.”

“Fine, fine, whatever,” Lisa decided, thinking about the work she’d been doing for the Boss and how it really could wait for a bit.

Fuck him, anyway.

Besides, if it was some kind of big video explainer, she could get a fun few minutes out of taking it apart.

She locked her laptop and went through into Alec’s room, where he had his own computer on and was scrubbing back through a video.

“Okay, here we go,” Alec said. “It’s past the titles and stuff, this is where the first section starts.”

Lisa glanced down at the video scrollbar, and blinked.

“...Alec, this video is five hours long,” she said.

“Yeah, he’s outdone himself this time I guess,” Alec replied. “But the last one was, like, a hundred and ten minutes about autism and vaccines or something, so this isn’t that long in comparison.”

“It really is,” Lisa muttered, rolling her eyes. “Okay, let’s see if this is worth anything.”

Alec hit the spacebar, and the video began to play.

“Part one,” a British voice said, over a title card. “How do Tinker powers work. Spoilers: They don’t!”

Lisa blinked.

“Is this a conspiracy theory thing?” she asked.

“Shush,” Alec advised her, politely.

“I know, that’s going to immediately make me sound like I’m completely crazy,” the video creator went on. “How can Tinker powers not work when they clearly do? Well, that’s the thing, because Tinker powers are supposed to be about technology, but it’s been clearly and repeatably recorded in experiments going back decades that the technology Tinkers build only works when they build it.”

He threw up his hands, waving a sheaf of paper. “And I was as skeptical about this as you probably are, but I actually looked at the studies. The first one is by the British government, which did it in partnership with Oxford university, and – I know, but, listen, they sometimes do good research besides just coincidentally having one of their literature professors accidentally invent an entire genre…”

Lisa glanced down at the video bar again, which had barely moved, then frowned.

Her power hadn’t given her anything.

Well? She thought, gingerly poking the part of her brain that usually resulted in insights.

...section title is not incorrect, her power informed her, reluctantly.

“...Alec, what are the other section titles?” Lisa asked.

“You’re interested now, huh?” Alec asked, pausing the video, and showed the description.

“...part three: I might get black-ops’d for this,” Lisa repeated. “...the fuck? The leader of the PRT is a parahuman?”

Alexandria, her power stated.

“...fuck,” Lisa muttered. “Well, that’s not good… okay, unpause it, let’s see how bad this is going to get…”

Fortuna hit pause.

Two seconds later, the door opened, and Rebecca leaned in.

“What. The fuck?” she asked, then her gaze flicked to the screen of Fortuna’s computer. “Is that the video?”

“Yes,” Fortuna replied.

“How exactly could you let this happen?” Rebecca asked. “Have you seen what this video is about?”

“Yes,” Fortuna repeated. “The section titles make it quite obvious.”

“Yeah, the section titles make it obvious, all right,” Rebecca replied. “Section One: How do Tinker powers work, spoiler, they don’t. Section one point five, how does Dragon’s power work then. Section two: Wait, is Dragon an AI!?”

She pronounced the interrobang very well, and Fortuna looked up.

“Do you have a point?” she asked.

“Of course I have a point!” Rebecca said. “And I know you know that – you’re a precog, why are you asking?”

“Path to a productive end to the conversation,” Fortuna answered. “The next bit is that you continue listing off the section titles for rhetorical purposes.”

Rebecca’s eye twitched.

“Part two point five, why has nobody before figured out Dragon is an AI!?!?,” she recited, from memory, naturally. “With a bracketed subsection. We don’t count the Dragonslayers because they’re nutjobs. Part three: So I might get black-ops’d for this. Part three point five: Why has nobody before figured out the leader of the PRT is a parahuman? Part four: I absolutely will get black-ops’d for this.”

Rebecca paused, and glowered at Fortuna.

“Why was he even allowed to upload the video?” she asked. “Now that he’s uploaded it, then to… black-ops him is just going to make it obvious he was right.”

“Honestly I think it should be quite clear why by the time you reach the end of the video,” Fortuna replied, nodding at her screen, which showed that the pause bar was somewhere in the middle of section seven. “Though there may have been a flaw in Path To A Really Good Online Video.”

“You don’t say,” Rebecca muttered. “Didn’t it only come out half an hour ago?”

“Path to the Most Immediately Relevant Bits,” Fortuna answered, reasonably enough.

“You do realize he’s exposed us, though?” Rebecca went on. “Not just me, us. At least, I assume that’s why part five is called It’s a melting pot of every conspiracy, get it?”

Fortuna smiled, mysteriously.

“Stop it,” Rebecca grumbled. “And no, I’m not angry about part six, even though it’s called The Illuminati are really bad at conspiracies. Or part eight which is begging us to hire an eight year old as an advisor.”

“Part seven is actually the most relevant bit, for us,” Fortuna said. “So far he’s outlined three solutions to Scion which would be better than any plans we had before.”

Rebecca blinked.

“...are you sure?” she asked.

“That’s why part seven is called Apocalypse Soon,” Fortuna pointed out. “You should watch the video.”

“It’s five hours long,” Rebecca protested.

“Yes, which is why it’s fortunate that you’re going to have a lot of free time soon,” Fortuna replied.

[cloud-ya]

making ocs with complex? coloring and then refusing to color them properly

[harrywavycurly]

Is it just me or does booktok sometimes make you feel as if you are some weirdo who reads the freakiest, nastiest things ever all because a book they say is “so spicy” didn’t even seem that smutty to you?🙈

[wrestlingatthemovies]

Ghosts of Goldfield (aka Accursed Blood)

A group of young ghost hunters are tormented by the spirit of a young mother in search of her child when they spend the night in a haunted hotel.

WWE Hall Of Famer Rowdy Roddy Piper pulls double duty as a barman in the present day who leads them to the hotel and de-aged in historical flashbacks as the baby's father.

Featured Wrestler:

Roddy Piper as Barman/Jackson Smith

Wrestle Rating:

1.5 out of 5 Cosmos

A dull and uninspired supernatural horror movie that telegraphs the majority of its plot in the first act. The former WWF Intercontinental champion's performances are somehow equally understated and over the top at the same time and is probably the only reason to watch this otherwise forgettable movie.

[amaranthdahlia]

for valentines day have this cheesy mini animation of these two lol

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

i thiiink hes soooo prettyabyway