#Apologies for the radio silence.

[lordofthestrix]

I'm alive!

[inbabylontheywept]

I was walking out of the Walmart today, and a car passed me, and I got this incredibly vivid impression. It wasn't really in words, but if I had to put it into words, the two key points would be

a). I needed to watch that car and

b). That I needed to be careful, because the driver of the car was a massive bitch.

It kind of took me by surprise, because I really had no reason to be beefing with that car, and I also hadn't really had an impression like that since I was religious, which was in my teen years. Right? It'd been a decade since I had a little voice whisper in my ear, and I'd basically written it off as nonsense.

Anyway, I watched the car, because The Spirits or whatever were very insistent that I did. Car drove fine, went into the parking spot, inched forward, and right when it should've just stopped, the driver gunned it for some reason and it ran into the curb and cracked its bumper.

So, the driver got out, and she went to the front of the car to check that yes, she had cracked her bumper, and then she turned to look at me. The parking lot wasn't empty, but we were the only two people standing in that row, and I'd probably been staring at her for tenish seconds now.

She demanded very angrily to know why I hadn't warned her of the curb. And I could have said I didn't know you were about to gun it or is it my job to help every stranger park, or even could you have even heard me, inside your car?

And all of those would have been fine, but I was really, really busy digesting that I had somehow communed with Mormon Jesus again for the first time in fifteen years, and that the communion had mostly been there to let me watch someone park badly (?), so what I responded with was:

"Because it was foretold."

And I can't tell which would be funnier, if she went silent because there's not much to be said to that, or if she went silent because in Utah, she might actually believe me, but we parted ways without more words.

I'm still kind of digesting this myself, actually.

[ghcstao3]

The couple in flat 4B are the complex’s resident mysteries.

Or, at least, Gary is pretty certain they’re a couple—but that’s beside the point. The point is, is that the two men who live in 4B are… strange, to say the least.

They had moved in about two years after Gary, which was a completely silent affair. In fact, it had taken Gary two weeks to figure out that 4B was occupied again—and even then, he hadn’t met the new tenants until the end of that first month.

Which is significant, only because the complex is so small, and Gary should’ve been able to notice when someone new came along after so long of that one flat being empty. But he hadn’t. And nor did his other neighbours.

John seems nice enough. He’s friendly, charming, and proper Scottish unlike his counterpart, whose deep voice and thick Mancunian accent had startled Gary the first (and, now that he thinks about it, probably only time) he had heard the man’s voice.

He still doesn’t know the Brit’s name. Nor his face—that had been another thing. The man never seems without a mask, whether it be a standard black surgical mask, or the ski mask Gary had once seen him wear in the summer months coming back to the flat at an odd hour. Word of that, he’d spread far too quickly.

By accident, of course.

But the elusiveness isn’t particularly what is of great concern in regards to the two men. The want for privacy is entirely understandable and Gary knows that there’s days he’d rather not greet Louise from 1A on his way up the stairs—however, there comes a point when the secrecy seems a little too bizarre. For instance, the paranoid glances over the shoulder whenever either of them come home late at night, or the constant whispering even as their door closes behind them.

Or the use of the names like Soap and Ghost. That fact specifically fuels a decent amount of gossip and speculation as to what it is the tenants of 4B could be doing for a living to warrant such weird behaviours.

In any case, Gary and the rest of the complex are intent on finding out.

So long as the two from 4B don’t find out and decide to move far, far away from neighbours that are just a tad too nosy for their own good.

[n1ckelpistol]

Realized i never posted this one

[valentjin]

i come bearing gifts of ascended fiend raphael holographic stickers (or a preorder for an acrylic charm, if that's more your style) + bg3 companion stickers!

*update: Etsy suspended my shop for no reason so I have a bigcartel shop now: valentjin.bigcartel.com

[akidachi]

Spy & Crab

[eyesofshan-if]

Is the commander free? I thought I caught somewhere that they were technically still a slave. That would put a real strain their support for Hei if they do! What if the Emporer/Empress's plan for peace fails?

the commander is not free! they are a slave, whose ownership belongs to yongsun. although they do bear a 'special' status conferred upon them by the late emperor jeo namgil, which elevates them above others slaves and gives them certain privileges such as being able to earn money, own property and travel on their own without written permission from their master.

as for if the emperor/empress' plan fails... well, that'll be your decision to make, isn't it? 😉

[jjk-office-au-official]

Gojo: NOW PUT DOWN YOUR GUN AND GO CRADLE YOUR CHILD!

Toji: NO, I’M GONNA SHOOT HIM INSTEAD.

[iniziare]

The moment that I've locked myself out of primo farming by having completed all exploration except the real odd chest left/right and Enkanomiya, while I actually really, really want Clorinde. 😭 Dear girl, please come home at the 50/50 which should come soon, because I won't be able to get you otherwise. Genshin, please.

[mecharose]

society if i could get rid of my weird fear of answering asks

[iiguess]

OOC. Just out of curiosity, I'd like to know what everyone thinks about self-inserts? I know I benched my main version of Sam due to her seeming to become more self-insert-y, but I do know that there were those who sincerely enjoyed her character despite it.

That being said,

[minecraftbookshelf]

Fic Snippet: Complicated Relationships

Religious trauma comes in some interesting flavors when gods walk among you.

random little snippet from The AU In Which All the Marriages Are Arranged that i thought y'all might like

~500 words, canon-typical gods and possession talk, also some referenced murder.

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Xornoth had been inside Aeor's church exactly once since...since Everything.

It had been the night they'd taken the throne; once they'd talked Scott down from his panic enough to sleep they'd left him in the palace and gone straight to the church. They'd thrown the door open and stormed across the threshold and up the aisle to the altar. Lurching side to side with exhaustion and unfamiliarity with the added gangliness they'd gained from their most recent growth spurt. Trailing mud and blood and the smell of the soot and smoke that was all that remained of their parents' corpses.

The few priests still there had scattered. Even those who had taken their side. Xornoth had ripped the crown from between their antlers and slammed it down on the fine woolen altar cloth, staining the white and gold with the rusty-brown of old blood. Their father's blood.

"If he ever hears your voice the way I hear Exor's," Xornoth had proclaimed through gritted teeth, the heat gathered at their fingertips singeing the fabric. "Then I will burn this place to the ground, grind the ashes into the midden, and turn that statue of yours out there into so much dust."

That's not how it works, you fool! The demon in their head roared in rage, You cannot escape me. And he cannot escape my brother. It is fate! Balance! A Battle forever locked!

Xornoth did not look away from the golden antler crest above the altar. "Do you understand me, Aeor?"

There was no response in words but the atmosphere in the sanctuary shifted, the few candles still lit flickering as if bent by a breeze. A vague sense of acknowledgement rolled over Xornoth's soul and they took the choked off anger from the place in the back of their mind where Exor dwelt to mean it was an affirmative.

Xornoth had never been an elf of many words. They left the heat-warped crown there on the altar, glistening golden in the low lights.

And Scott's mind had always been his own.

His mind but not, apparently, his life, Xornoth thought as, decades later, they once again stood on those same, flawless quartz stairs, a different crown for the same kingdom settled between their antlers, a weight rendered almost invisible from familiarity.

And whose fault is that? Exor sneered. Xornoth ignored him. Turning on their heel to jab a finger at the back of the stag statue's head.

"If I step foot in here and you smite me, Scott will be sad. And he'll have to be king and then he'll never have a full nights sleep ever again and you know it."

They pause a moment. There is no response but there is no roll of thunder either or sudden stormhead over the mountains, so that is probably as good as Xornoth is going to get.

Enough procrastinating. They have a brother to apologize to.

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AU Masterpost

[facultyloungecosplay]

TW straight people

Genuinely disturbed by this home organization YT video where the woman talks in detail about her ten year old daughter’s bathroom habits while organizing said child’s feminine hygiene products to all of her 266k subscribers 💀

[battle-subway-ghost]

// event will continue in a bit, had a long day and as it turns out I am dead fucking tired from it, I want to be able to put effort into this because there's so much that has been planned, and sometimes that means lapses in activity </3

[karygurl]

Yeeeessssss!!! Two Final Fantasy XIV flex mounts in December!! Plus the Blackjack airship too, but that's less flexing and more just having been around for enough Make It Rain events to have a little MGP stockpile.

Mount 1: Morbol mount, from doing six savage level raids with a full blue mage party, synced, no Echo buff.

Mount 2: Baby Ozma mount, from completing the Eureka zones/grinds and their associated 48-56 person raid Baldesion Arsenal. No rezzing allowed in there, and I didn't die once the entire run while healing :D

[eventheodds]

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