#Cemetery Drive Collection

[page-2-ids]

[ID: A flag with nine horizontal, the middle is twice the height of the others. The colors are lighter at the middle stripes and get darker moving towards the edges. The colors are, from top to bottom, black, maroon, light red, pale red, white, lilac, indigo, navy, and black. END ID]

CemeDrivica|CemeDriveica: A gender related to the MCR song Cemetery Drive

The colors are inspired by my associations with the related song

No Suggested Pronouns

[romanticandupsetting]

what about reader who secretly wants to disappear?

you're not really even discrete about it and hawks doesn't think you realize how transparent you are. he doesn't say anything but he hates it.

he hates it very much.

you mention before that you like the color red in certain shades and you can't help but stare at people when they wear a shade of red that you like.

but when you look at his wings, you have a very distant look on your eyes.

"i'm jealous..." your words are soft and they drag out.

sometimes hawks wonders if everytime he sees you, he's actually in a dream.

"you must be able to go anywhere with those wings."

he feels displeased. he knows you're just zoning out as you usually do. he's in front of you but he can see how you're looking through him, not at him.

hawks knows that look in your eyes. he sees it when you go on drives as you look at the mountains in the distance, he sees it when you're on the rooftops looking at the sky above you, he sees it when you pass by cemeteries and look at the flowers on the graves.

you don't belong in this world and you know it.

you want to go far, far away.

there was a time when you let him into your apartment and he saw your book collection.

as you slept that night, he reads the title and some prefaces on the back.

all are books related to running away to live in peace.

he hears you groaning and sweating as you sleep and he watches you have a nightmare.

he wonders what kind of nightmares you have when you are the cause of his.

you're a call away for the number two hero, what kind of peace could you ever want more of?

[mercurianchild]

🦇spooky season astro observations part 2🦇

🕸️Mars in the 8th house signals a strong connection to the occult, death, and transformation. People with Mars in the 8th may have an intense drive to uncover hidden truths, and they may be drawn to witchcraft or other forms of shadow work. Their energy can be magnetically dark, with a fearless approach to taboo topics.

🕸️Moon in the 6th house deals with health and routines, and the Moon here can bring a strong connection to emotional healing through ritual. Individuals with this placement may be drawn to herbalism, crystal healing, or other forms of spiritual wellness. Their intuition is heightened when caring for others.

🕸️Scorpio inner planets placements is the ultimate placement for those drawn to the darker, transformative side of life. Sun in Scorpio individuals are often fascinated by death, magic, and the unseen world. They thrive on digging deep into life’s mysteries and may have a natural gift for divination or witchcraft.

🕸️With Capricorn Venus love feels like a haunting echo from the past, bound by ancient karma. You’re drawn to the eerie beauty of time-worn places, old cemeteries, or crumbling ruins. Relationships may feel fated, almost as if you’ve been tied to your lover through lifetimes of karmic debt. There’s a cold, gothic romance in your heart, where love and death are intertwined.

🕸️ Saturn in Aquarius can be a sign of the occult scientist—someone who wants to apply a structured, rational approach to magical or esoteric studies. These individuals might be drawn to astrology, tarot, or numerology, using logic and systems to uncover deeper truths about the universe.

🕸️With Pluto Square Ascendant you radiate a dark, haunting energy that others find unsettling. There’s an aura of death and rebirth around you, as if you’re always walking with ghosts. People sense something powerful and dangerous lurking beneath the surface. It’s as though you’ve been touched by the underworld, and those around you feel compelled—yet afraid—to dive into your depths.

🕸️Neptune sextile Pluto aspect pulls you into the depths of the collective unconscious, where the boundaries between life and death dissolve. Neptune’s ethereal influence combines with Pluto’s underworldly energy, making you a natural channel for spirits or ancestral energies. The occult comes to you not as a study, but as a calling from the depths of the unknown. Here, magic isn’t a practice—it’s a descent into a labyrinth of shadows, where the answers you seek may come from voices long forgotten.

🕸️Moon sextile Pluto is a restless spirit, constantly seeking the unknown. Strange dreams haunt your sleep, filled with symbols and omens. There’s a wildness to your emotional world—Uranus shakes things loose, making room for paranormal experiences and unpredictable psychic flashes. It’s as if your soul is tuned to the frequency of the strange and the uncanny, always ready to hear the whispers from beyond.

🕸️With Venus trine Neptune love becomes a ghostly whisper, something otherworldly and untouchable. Venus trine Neptune connects you to love that feels eternal, as if your heart beats in tune with the spirits of long-lost lovers. You might fall in love with the idea of someone rather than their flesh and blood, forever chasing shadows in the mist. There is beauty here, but it’s veiled, as if you’re dancing with phantoms in a moonlit graveyard.

🕸️ Lilith in the 4th house brings forth ancestral shadows and hidden traumas, making you deeply aware of family secrets and the haunting legacy of those who came before. There’s a sense that your roots are tangled in dark magic, and the walls of your home may hold the spirits of your lineage, forever seeking to communicate their untold stories.

🕸️ With Lilith in the 7th house, relationships become a cauldron of dark magic and transformative energy. Here, individuals may attract partners who challenge them to confront their shadow selves, revealing deep truths and hidden desires. This dynamic often feels like a mystical dance between power and vulnerability.

That’s it for part two. Take what resonates and leave the rest.

Much love🥀 -mercurianchild

[actually-safer-to-kiss]

A Quick Run

Summary: Spencer attempts to exercise with Reader.

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

Category: Fluff

Word count: 638

When you told Spencer you were thinking about getting into fitness again, he was excited to tag along. Maybe so you’d have an easy opponent. Maybe because he’d take any excuse to spend time with you.

Even if that meant taking a run through a nearby cemetery. He wasn’t afraid of cemeteries or anything. He actually found them quite peaceful. This is especially since besides the comfort they can give to living loved ones, they are largely untouched areas of land that should be used more by the public. No, the issue is that this cemetery is quite… hilly. And Spencer couldn’t oversell his lack of coordination or breath control.

And it’s when he gets out of the car and spots you doing stretches at the beginning of the path that he realizes he made a huge mistake. You’re even jogging in place, eager to get moving. Spencer could not relate less. If anything, his heart is pounding from inevitable embarrassment.

“Ready, go!” You exclaim before taking off. Spencer follows, picking up his arms and legs with every step. He's already winded and the burning wraps his thighs quickly. Meanwhile, you jog like you’re floating on air. Like it’s all-natural to you. Like you actually workout regularly (or at all, unlike him).

He catches your eye as you look back, noticing your pace slowing. “You go ahead!” He shouts, still trying not to look like exhaustion and heat are already bright red on his face. “You’re doing great! Go!” He throws his arm toward the first hill like it’s not about to pop out of its socket any minute.

When you turn around to pick up your pace, your natural pace, Spencer slows down to what could be considered a slight jog or a wounded animal. His lungs become dust in his throat. He looks around at the headstones, some clean and decorated and others barely withstanding time. He wonders if any of them would enjoy a new neighbor. And it’s when you disappear over that first hill that he finds a vacant patch of grass to collapse on top of. He cooks himself in the late spring sun. Every exhale sounds like he’s a cartoon character exaggerating an asthma attack, and the pain makes him question (briefly) if he actually is.

He heaves while lying flat on the short grass, surely sucking down a couple of gnats in his suffering. He shielded his eyes from the sun. Spencer wished he could impress you. Three doctorates and being an FBI agent only mean so much when encouraging someone new in his life to stick around. He thought his drive to put in effort would be enough. He’s not even sure that drive would be enough to even catch up to you.

“Spencer.”

He looks over to the path, seeing you in leggings and a tank along with a graceful layer of sweat causing you to glisten in the sun. If air could have stayed in his lungs he would’ve said something. Maybe an apology or insisting he needed five more minutes. But you were already close, and you held out your hand to help him up.

Spencer swallowed what bit of spit he had collected in his desert of a mouth, then took your hand. You brushed dirt and grass from his sweatshirt. “We can do this another time.” You insisted.

“I’ll be fine.” He somehow says. “I’ll just be a… a pit stop for you.”

You chuckled. “Come on, pretty boy.” You touch his back as you walk toward the car. “We can rest while watching Dr. Who.” You even threw one of Spencer’s arms around your shoulder.

“Actually that sounds good,” Spencer says. “I can do that.” His fingers make contact with the skin on your arm, and he thinks that this might’ve been worth it.

[lovebugism]

🕸   — FICTOBER: THE MASTERLIST —   🕸

here you will find the entire collection of fictober drabbles, from oldest to newest, organized by character and theme. thanks for spending the spooky season with me lovies! until the next one...

EDDIE MUNSON —   ; 🦇

🕸 eddie buys shy!reader a couples costume (18+ ish)

🕸 eddie and his sleepy gf have a movie night with the gang

🕸 eddie tells jason to leave you alone

🕸 eddie's ditzy gf is excited about their cemetery date

🕸 eddie calms your nerves before a presentation

🕸 eddie realizes his shy gf hates horror movies

🕸 rockstar!eddie gets high and makes a confession (18+)

🕸 a day in the life of you and eddie post-vecna

🕸 virgin!eddie takes care of you on your period

🕸 eddie tells you what he wants to try in bed (18+)

🕸 you obsess over virgin!eddie's new flannel

🕸 eddie gets grumpy with his shy!gf

🕸 rockstar!eddie gets jealous at a bar

🕸 eddie and his ditzy!gf can't agree on a costume

🕸 eddie takes his gf to a drive-in (18+)

🕸 you suck eddie off in a haunted house (18+)

🕸 you tell eddie you want to make your relationship public

🕸 eddie protects his shy bff from her own imagination

🕸 you and eddie are friends with benefits

STEVE HARRINGTON —   ; 📼

🕸 steve holds your hands even though they're freezing

🕸 steve (accidentally) snaps at ditzy!reader

🕸 steve takes shy!reader to a haunted house

🕸 steve comforts shy!reader after a bad day

🕸 steve and punchy have a movie night (ft. eddie spaghetti)

🕸 steve and punchy babysit the kids for an afternoon

🕸 steve meets shy!reader at a bookstore

🕸 steve's ditzy gf makes him a blanket

🕸 steve and punchy spend an early autumn morning together

🕸 steve's shy gf makes him a mixtape

🕸 steve and you come up with a couples costume

🕸 steve runs into his ex after a fight with her boyfriend

🕸 modern!office steve has a quickie with you in the bathroom (18+)

🕸 modern!office steve runs into you outside of work

🕸 steve and you get too drunk and jim comes to save you

🕸 steve takes shy!reader to the city mall

[bunnyscryptarchived]

how i envision jason todd in my head + fics i write for him

*.⊹˚🖤 ‧₊˚

starting off with looks; it depends on which version of him i’m thinking of. comic!jason: i fluctuate between these face claims. i like the michal mrazik face claim and use him for my college!footballer!jason au. in my mind jason has a hooked nose (those nose shapes are so beautiful and i love them)plus a scar on his cheek + neck

his hair: black with a white streak. keeps it short but grows it out & usually just wears it down but will tie it back sometimes.

body type: strong arms with a lil pudgy tummy . my baby is thick okay! he’s 6’4!!

jason has a lot! of tattoos. all over his abdomen and chest. an almost full sleeve. one i’ll mention is the taif rose near his heart with a ribbon that says “ummi jaan” dedicated to talia (my favourite one). his tattoos dedicated to you.

his style: very much so contemporary faunlet vibes. lots of reds and blacks. green too. he’s very simple laid back. sweatshirts and sweaters. boxy 90s cut leather jackets. jean jackets. skinny jeans and cargo pants. black or grey sweatpants on lazy fays. likes muscle tees and graphic tees. wears a lot of rings and a couple necklaces (a simple chain & cord necklaces). will throw on a random hat from time to time. wears simple shoes: doc marten boots.

bonus: drives a matte black yamaha yzf-r3 sports bike. speaks arabic and urdu. his favourite hobbies include collecting knives, listening to music (he’s a metal head), thrifting, fixing cars and motorcycles, long drives, gift giving as a love language, horror movies and action movies (the kingsman movies in specific), cemetery dates, gun ranges, reading, eating, kissing, hand kisses, cuddling, giving back love bites, getting tattoos, playing sports, acoustic guitar, going to shows, hanging out with duke, baking, sunsets, writing, and many many more.. <3

[prettygirlgerard]

Gerard wrapped

You collected 21,908 Instagram live screenshots this year! Nice job!

Your top crying song was The World Is Ugly!

You experienced 674 moments of weakness where you mumbled “in the face of extermination say fuck you.”

You bore witness to a whopping 5,621 upskirt shots in March alone!

Your most watched video was My Chemical Romance - Cemetery Drive (acapella) - Brisbane 14/3/23

You’re no stranger to Tumblr hashtags, but this year your favorites were #outta the way gay boy im about to get it and #i miss my wife!

You developed 3 new fetishes!

You revolutionized the world of real-person fan fiction a whopping 1 time! Let’s shoot for another screenplay next year!

You planned to get matching tattoos with 12 mutuals!

You remained unemployed for the entirety of the MCR Swarm tour! Talk about dedication!

[pumpkinprincess22]

Was driving past a cemetery earlier and it got me thinking about death customs in MCD (as one does).

Followers of the Matron are traditionally buried, the graves are marked with headstones bearing crosses or the matrons symbol (for more about the use of a cross in the matron’s religion see a post I haven’t made yet but will link when I do)

Followers of the Wanderer are not buried as the worshippers are often travellers. Death customs vary. In Meteli which is a static Wanderer worshipping community the dead are given to the swamp as a ‘return to nature’ (credit to @kurithedweeb for that one among others on the MCDBB discord server). For travellers who have access to water the dead are given ship burials. If not they are burned on a pyre and the ashes scattered around the oldest tree in the area.

Followers of the Keeper are generally cremated, as they are primarily concentrated in Gal’Ruk where the ground is frozen and can’t be used for burial. Each person keeps a diary or journal throughout their lives which are added to the community archive upon their death as a record of their life.

Followers of the Fury are given grand funeral processions, culminating in a pyre where they are cremated. The ashes are collected and forged into a ceremonial weapon which is gifted to the next of kin. These family heirlooms are often then presented to the next child on their thirteenth birthday to symbolise coming of age.

Followers of the Protector are cremated and their ashes are interred in family tombs. Many will have their armour and/or shield reforged into an urn to hold their ashes.

Followers of the Destroyer are rare but not unheard of. Their dead are treated with the utmost care. Wounds are treated, bodies preserved, everything that can be done to ready the body should Shad choose them for his army. The bodies are then placed in an elaborate mass tomb.

Guards have their own rituals and traditions, these are something that young guard trainees learn among their many lessons at the guard academy or else are taught by their head guard. When a guard dies, regardless of whether they fell in battle or died of other causes, the cape they wore in life (part of standard guard uniforms in most villages in Ru’aun) is stitched into a burial shroud. It is traditional for the head guard to conduct a short ceremony where they ask for a volunteer to present the body with the shroud, usually the guard’s apprentice or next of kin, the head guard will then perform a short blessing of the Protector. After these rituals are performed the body will be treated according to the rights of whichever religion the guard followed.

[therealist157x]

Soaps journal 22/11/22

Today, I met them.

Simon took me to a cemetery west of manchester. The air was cool and a breeze carried the leaves in the wind beyond the hills. Off the beaten path on a hill near a wooded area were the headstones of his mother, his sister and his brother. and further away, separated from the three was a tattered broken stone with his fathers name chiseled out . It looked intentional. I had mentioned taking him to my ma's house for christmas and he told me we should take a drive. seeing them there felt heavy. my heart sank when i saw how young his sister was.

"9 years" he said. " I make sure to visit when I can. ashamed to say i haven't been here in over a year.'' he took a deep sigh, like he was holding back tears. Behind mis mothers stone was a withering rose bush with a few wilted buds, its vines still bristled with thorns sprawled around her stone and those of the others.

"she would've liked you, she was welsh and made frequent trips to scotland."

"Simon.."

"I miss her the most."

He fell to his knees and took off his mask. His scruffy face highlighted with pink cheeks and red eyes, He's holding in so much.

I kneel beside him and hold him. I've discovered it helps more than words. He falls into my arms and softly allows his tears to run.

"Im.. I'--"

"Don't apologize Si, you've done nothing wrong."

"I neglected her.."

" but you didn't abandon her. You brought me here to see her. That means you still love them. "

He cried a while longer and then collected himself and put his mask back on.

"I'm sorry mum, I promise to visit more often."

"Aye, and I'll hold him to that promise Ms. Riley."

"Yea, you'd be proud. You always wanted a Scott in the family."

He laid his hand on the too and quickly turned away back to the car. In the brief moment alone I took off a ring and left it on the foot of the stone. It was a ring I bought for myself years ago when I was in secondary.

"I promise, I'll take care of him. “

The wind picked up, sending a chill through me. We drove off and I had pulled out my phone. After some time Simon took my hand and gave it a kiss. He did so quickly I barely had a moment to react before for he thanked me

"For what?"

"For coming with me."

He sighed heavily again

"You're the only person who knows about this place"

"You and me, of course. And Dinnea worry I'll keep your secret"

"Good cuz I'd have to kill you if we broke up"

I laughed while he remained quiet. I knew it was a joke but his silence gave a shiver down my spine. I've seen this man kill without a second thought, so part of me knows he's serious.

"I love you too.." After that we drove off and headed to Glasgow.

[vintagelasvegas]

Cotton Club, 500 Jackson Ave, Las Vegas.

Photo: Circa early 50s. Stan Armstrong: “The guy driving is Mr. Christiansen, and the light skin woman at the top is Louise Robinson.” The vehicle is a ‘42/43 amphibious Ford GPA “Seep.”

Westside's nightlife scene emerged in the early 40s, serving the local African American community and new influx of Black servicemen. The district emerged as a result of restrictive licensing and Jim Crow rules elsewhere in downtown Las Vegas.

Cotton Club opened in ‘43. Moe Taub was first licensed for beer, slots, and race horse keno at the same time the rest of Jackson Ave was opened to liquor and gaming licenses. Sarann Knight Preddy was keno writer at the club in the early years. Westside locals Jodie Cannon in the late 40s, and Uvalde Caperton through the late 50s, were other owner-operators of the club.

I started out as a barmaid in the Cotton Club. And I remember waiting on Pearl Bailey. And Pearl Bailey would have on her jeans and tie up her head, and she drank nothing but champagne. And when she'd come in, I'd ice the glass and stuff and get it all ready the first time. And I'd take it over to the table. And she'd say, "Oh, baby, I don't want that. Bring me a water glass and bring me the bottle." - Katherine Joseph.

Westside clubs in the 40s included Brown Derby (320 Monroe); Shady Rest Barbecue and Club Alabam (600 Jackson/1400 F St); Square Deal Club and El Morocco Club (1322 E St); Green Lantern, Round-Up Bar, and Ebony Club (501 Jackson). Moulin Rouge and Town Tavern followed in the 50s.

Cotton Club on film in the 50s.

Cotton Club operated under different names in the 60s-80s. The building still stands at 500 Jackson Ave as True Vine Baptist Church.

Cotton Club c. '49 – photo from Stan Armstrong.

'62 – Four photos of Cotton Bowl from Nevada State Museum. “10/26/62, taken for Nellie Price Brawner.” El Toro Cafe is next door.

Circa '78 – Love's Lounge. Jimmie Love, a former Nevada Test Site kitchen worker, bought the club in ‘70. Renovations in '78 included a new facade design. Edit from an undated photo from Stan Armstrong. Love’s closed in the 80s.

Lon Chaney opened 500 Jackson as C’s Cotton Club & Lounge for a few years in the late 80s. Ad for opening night, 10/9/87.

True Vine Baptist Church, 2000s.

Sources include: Cemetery Land to be Improved Under City Plan. Review-Journal, 10/2/43 p2; Pam Goetler. A Westside Story. Casino Chips and Token News; City meeting minutes 10/2/43. Las Vegas City Commission Records (MS-00237), UNLV Special Collections & Archives; An Interview with Katherine M. Joseph (OH-00979), UNLV Special Collections.

Published 5/7/2017, Updated 1/31/2025

[helpimstuckposting]

The Category System in TMA

I want to preface by saying this isn’t my theory but I cannot for the life of me find the original post, if anyone knows what post I’m talking about please PLEASE tell me, it’s driving me insane

The theory I saw (a while ago, maybe around episode 10?) proposed that categories 1, 2, and 3 all represent nouns. Person (1), Place (2), and Thing (3)

I’m genuinely shocked this hasn’t gained more traction because I’ve yet to disprove this and every single episode just keeps working with this theory, so I wanted to list out every episode as further proof

Episode 1

CAT1RBC5257-12052022-09012024 Reanimation (Partial) -/- Regret [Email]

CAT23RAB2155-10042022-09012024 Transformation (eyes) -/- Trespass [chat log]

Cat1 (person) - reanimated corpse, though I think the focus is more about the person they paid to bring their husband back, which implies there some mystery guy out there with this ability

Cat23 (place, thing) - the magnus institute, and the box with runes that red canary stole

Episode 2

CAT3RBC1567-23092022-18012024 Transformation (full) -/- dysmorphic [video call]

Cat3 (thing) - the tattoo from ink5oul is the main focus, though other ink5oul episodes are focused on them and use cat1 (which has confused people, but this theory explains that imo)

Episode 3

CAT2C8175-03042009-22012024 Infection (full body) -/- arboreal [journal entry]

Cat2 (place) - the garden is what started changing the man making the statement (also seemed to exist as its own entity outside the regular flow of time)

Episode 4

CAT3C7494-19111831-29012024 Collection (blood) -/- musical [letter]

Cat3 (thing) - the violin (the power of the violin still remains even if the object itself changes hands, which means the power lies with the violin and not the people controlling it)

Episode 5

CAT2RB2377-10012023-05022024 Disappearance (undetermined) -/- Invitation [internet blog]

Cat2 (place) - the movie theater (or wherever the movie itself is being played, I assume the statement giver did not make it out of that location)

Episode 6

CAT1RB4824-09022024-12022024 Injury (needles) -/- intimidation [999 call]

Cat1 (person) - Needles

Episode 7

CAT2RC3338-03022016-12022024 Agglomeration (miscellany) -/- congregation [email]

Cat2 (place) - Hilltop Center, Oxford (By episode 20, Oxford has been mentioned multiple times, which is why I think the location is significant here)

Episode 8

CAT2RBC3366-12072023-28022024 Architecture (liminal) -/- hunger [coursework]

Cat2 (place) - the liminal space of Forton Service Station

Episode 9

CAT3RB3354-14101998-08032024 Dice (bone) --/-- fate [Magnus Statement]

Cat3 (thing) - the dice (again, the power of the dice remains the same, even when the dice themselves change hands)

Episode 10

CAT1RB2275-06082021-09032024 Mascot (kids) -/- murder [TV interview]

Cat1 (person) - Mr Bonzo, Nigel Dickerson

Episode 11

CAT23RC5246-06012020-11032024 Tattoo (corpse) -/- compulsion [email exchange]

Cat23 (place, thing) - Padstow civil cemetery, tattoo (the reason I believe this isn't a Cat1 despite it being ink5oul is because we know from episode 20 that the tattoos themselves had special powers, regardless of ink5oul and that ink5oul only started getting their powers after they continuously used the pre-existing designs - this is new information that imo further confirms this theory rather than debunking it)

Episode 12

CAT1RB4728-09032024-13032024 Mascot (kids) -/- frenzy [insurance claim]

Cat1 (person) - Mr Bonzo

Episode 13

CAT3RB4622-17092023-14032024 Gambling (application) -/- self-destruction [voicemail]

Cat3 (thing) - the Zorrotrade investment app

Episode 14

CAT1RB4426-01081995-15032024 Transformation (snake) -/- horde

Cat1 (person) - shop keeper that burst into snakes (the investigator describes no other infestation, and only mentions one hole and one possible squirrel, while the shopkeeper causes all other chaos. We also know that the shopkeeper was being considered by the Magnus Institute before being rejected, like Sam, making this shopkeeper a relatively important person)

Episode 15

CAT1RB6451-22062023-22032024 Hunt (aristocratic) -/- compulsion

Cat1 (person) - Lady Mowbray

Episode 16

CAT1RB1565-30102023-25032024 Tattoo (influencer) -/- cardiac

Cat1 (person) - ink5oul (this one was specifically about ink5oul, rather than the main focus being the tattoo itself)

Episode 17

CAT2RC1147-30111997-04042024 Doppelganger (interdimensional) -/- murder

Cat2 (place) - this one people keep focusing on categorizing the doppelganger, but I think the key focus of the episode is actually the Magnus Institute – Oxford Outreach Centre (another instance of Oxford, another connection to Ep7)

Episode 18

CAT1RC2374-20032024-10042024 Memory (derelict) -/- compulsion

Cat1 (person) - Violet Parker, talking corpse; [ERROR]

Episode 19

CAT13RBC1137-21031684-11042024 Transformation (canine) -/- growth (Crystalline)

Cat13 (person, thing) - Isaac Newton, Diana’s Tree

Episode 20

CAT1RAB2534-12042024-12042024 Transformation (tattoo) -/- Social Media (influencer)

Cat1 (person) - ink5oul (very clearly, this episode is about ink5oul and not about any of their tattoos, though they were in the middle of tattooing a corpse. I think the tattoo is irrelevant to this incident, which is why it's only a 1 and not a 13)

Episode 21

CAT2RBC4254-04011998-12042024 Architecture (landmark) -/- corruption (entropy)

Cat2 (place) - Millennium Dome (also happens to be The Magnus Institute, but I think the main focus is obviously the dome)

I think the *only* one that could be argued as not really fitting is MAGP5 - since you could argue the movie is a thing, and it’s not really the theater as the place, but compared to the odds of other theories that have way more holes this one is so spot on imo

This is the theory I’ve been comparing the categories to every single episode and I haven’t found anything to significantly disprove it, so I just wanted to highlight it one more time in case others haven’t seen it!

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[ID: A flag with nine vertical stripes, all the same size. The colors are lighter at the middle and get darker moving towards the edges. The colors are, from left to right, black, blue-gray, washed-out lilac, pastel pink, white, pastel blue, washed-out blue, purple-gray, and black. END ID]

CemeDrivemourtica: An Amourtus gender related to the MCR song Cemetary Drive

The colors are inspired by my associations with the related song, as well as the Amourtus flag

No Suggested Pronouns

[danandphilplay]

phil associated To Me but maybe not to others idk what does anyone think? the other 2 polls were definitely more my dan-associated songs

Can we ignore the now added to heaven help us…… collectively ignore that… i hate making mistakes

again i might do a joint phan mcr song one?? maybe??

my reasons below so i can yap :3

the only hope for me is you. i don’t know i just like this song. phil is very danger days to me and i think its the spacey laser beam whimsy

kiss the ring is very capitalester to me i dont know why. i think its because theres a video where phil talks about having His Leathers On i dont know where he says it and thats a lyric in kiss the ring. so to me that random phil quote is immortalised in kiss the ring. i also like the instrumental bit toward the end its a little funkier than other mcr songs and phil = funky to me

the kids from yesterday I LOVE THIS SONG. its beautiful and feels so nostalgic to me. its like Youth in a little bottle to me. and phil was part of growing up for me so thats the association here. i also feel this is a good joint phan song.

vampire money is just phil striker. zach striker. to me. alter ego.

save yourself i’ll hold them back CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED BEAUTIFUL SONG. i don’t know it has the positive confidence that phil exudes !

vampires will never hurt you i don’t know just buffy i guess

cemetery drive i don’t know its just there

ykwtdtgluip im not writing that all out. its gay and dramatic. i love the guitar at the end.

the more i do this the more dan songs i want to add. like house of wolves is very dan.

heaven help us just makes sense to me

gun. i think phil should have one! joking i don’t know it’s just phil to me

[sir-qwillian-ferne]

Some sort of au for my slendlr guys... Where they all have normal jobs in a somewhat functioning society. But they're still not human.

Poet Slenderman - Obscure poetry author. Probably works as an English teacher, but prefers darker poetry than school would allow. Has a few poetry collections published on the side.

Poet Splendorman - Obscure poetry author. Has some sort of part time job and is roommates with Sugartwist.

Sugartwist - Works at a candy shop. As a candy man.

Flirtatious - Works at a flower shop. Roommates with Jester.

Jester - Professional performer for parties. broke as hell most of the time.

Prince - Unemployed

Clubs - The exact same thing they do in canon

Flower - Child. Found in the trash by Flirtatious.

Silk - Pretty much the same they do in canon (aerial silk performer, moderately famous)

Creature - Hunter. Works with Feral.

Calcium - Works for Creature.

Feral - Wild game shop owner (that also sells human meat)

Rade - idk. Masque and Rade give "inherited big money" energy.

Driving Rules - Crossing guard

Parasite - Unemployed little [censored]

Matchmaker - Same thing they do in canon

Wrath - Some sort of fighting/weaponry instructor

Sweets - Unemployed (probably works at the same candy shop as Sugartwist later)

Heir - Probably working to inherit the family business or whatever

Statistician - College Professor

Slod - Still god, but works at a coffee shop to confuse people who haven't had their daily caffeine yet

JSS - Unemployed and later personal bodyguard

AIS - Still an experiment. Probably gets a couple different jobs.

Gravekeeper (overgrown ruins) - cemetery groundskeeper & security

Slucifer - Still Slucifer but for some reason she works in a fast food restaurant

[asexual-juliet]

How to Deal When Your Alien Sister Murders Your Friend and Then Fucks Off to Another Planet Forever: A Step-by-Step Guide by Kyle Valenti

Redecorate your room. Get rid of all her shit. Put it all in a box. Put the box in the back corner of the attic. Pretend you threw it in the trash. Educate yourself on the ancient art of feng shui in an attempt to create a space with good vibes instead of murder vibes. Call Isabel and ask for her help. Invite her over and utilize her sense of interior design. When she asks you how you’re doing with everything, shrug and say fine. Ignore the way she looks at you with pity in her eyes. 

Stop sleeping on the couch. Pretend that being back in your old bedroom does not make your skin crawl. Pretend you do not see him around every corner. Do not let your eyes linger on the spot where he died. Do not wake up screaming. Do not pass go. Do not collect two hundred dollars. 

Don’t think about it. Forget about it. Ignore it. You have never had a sister. Your father has never had a daughter. As far as you’re concerned, the last year of your life was the first draft of a bad sci-fi novel. 

Distract yourself. Get a job. Get a hobby. Cement yourself as a staple in Maria’s passenger seat. Spend dinners at the Crashdown. Watch the game at Michael’s place on Sundays. Call Isabel every night. Do not leave yourself alone with your mind. 

Fail to forget. Remember all the times you defended her. Remember how it felt to have a sister. Replay the half-memory you have of his not-quite cold body in your arms. Reckon with the ghost who lingers like a shadow in your bedroom doorway.

Talk to your dad. Finally break down in tears. Feel him wrap his arms around you. Hear him say I loved her, too. Ask him what he misses about her and cry a little more when he answers The night before she left, she called me “Dad.” Fall asleep next to him like a child to the sound of the Cowboys game on the living room TV.

Tell Alex you’re sorry. Drive your truck down to the cemetery on a Sunday morning like Don McLean drove his Chevy to the levee when the levee was dry. Talk to the dead boy like a grieving widow in a cheesy movie. Ask him what the fuck a levee is, because he would know. Apologize for what she did. Apologize for the blood on your hands. Apologize for still loving her.  

Hate her. Love her. Miss her. Look up at the stars and wonder where she is now. 

[lauralot89]

I read Vikram and the Vampire and this one is going to take some explaining.

This is presented as Sir Richard Francis Burton's abridged translation of Vetala Panchavimshati (also called Baital Pachisi), which is a collection of Indian folkore told inside a frame story in which a king is being told stories by a baital (vampire). In the original publication there are twenty-five stories. In Vikram and the Vampire, there are eleven.

However, people who can read Sanskrit (the original publication language) say that Burton's book isn't as much a translation as it is Burton using "a portion of the Vetāla tales as a peg on which to hang elaborate 'improvements' entirely of his own invention."

Listen, I have no problem with writing your own fan fiction, but you've got to be honest and not pass it off as the real thing.

This book is also pretty tedious and very misogynistic, and I don't know how much of that is Burton (probably most of it) and how much was in the original collection. Burton was probably inserting racism in there too, though again, I don't know to what extent the decrying of certain groups was him and what was there to begin with.

The rampant misogyny didn't bother me as much as the blatant racism in The Blood of the Vampire though, maybe because misogyny is the background radiation of my life and I've acquired a certain numbness to it? Or maybe because this time the entire story wasn't based around that prejudice.

So there's a king named Vikram who knows there's some guy out to kill him, and then some guy shows up at the castle asking the king to come to the graveyard that night to help him with a ritual, which Vikram agrees to do Because of Reasons. When Vikram arrives at the graveyard, the guy tells him to go retrieve a dead body from a tree.

The body has been possessed by a baital (vampire), which manages to slip out of Vikram's grasp and return to the tree every time he forces it out. The baital then makes an agreement that Vikram can bind and carry him, but the baital is going to tell stories and then ask Vikram his opinion of them. Every time Vikram slips up and answers a question, the baital will go back to the tree and they'll have to start over.

(There are eleven stories. Vikram fucks up ten times. Slow learner.)

When Vikram finally manages not to be goaded into giving an answer, the baital then leaves the body it was possessing and warns Vikram that, shock of all shocks, the guy doing the ritual is planning to kill Vikram at the end of it. Armed with this knowledge, Vikram kills the guy instead. The end.

This vampire is a baital (also called a vetala) which is a creature that dwells around cemeteries and possesses dead bodies, reanimating them. Wikipedia tells me that they can drive people mad, cause miscarriages, and kill children, but that they also guard villages? They are stuck between life and the afterlife and can change the bodies they possess at will.

In this story, the vampire displays the powers of possessing corpses, changing the appearance of those corpses, and escaping from any hold or bondage. It can also hang upside down in a tree by gripping a branch with its toes. The vampire is described thusly:

Its eyes, which were wide open, were of a greenish-brown, and never twinkled; its hair also was brown, and brown was its face—three several shades which, notwithstanding, approached one another in an unpleasant way, as in an over-dried cocoa-nut. Its body was thin and ribbed like a skeleton or a bamboo framework, and as it held on to a bough, like a flying fox, by the toe-tips, its drawn muscles stood out as if they were ropes of coin. Blood it appeared to have none, or there would have been a decided determination of that curious juice to the head; and as the Raja handled its skin it felt icy cold and clammy as might a snake. The only sign of life was the whisking of a ragged little tail much resembling a goat’s.

When it leaves the corpse it's inhabiting, the corpse changes and becomes that of a young child and is noticeably lighter.