#Liminal class

[thisdudedoesntexist]

Danny has a problem.

It's been around two weeks after fighting vlad and removing his powers, the tension has been building between them for a long time.

First it was the crown, Danny had earned it after fighting Pariah but Vlad thinks that Danny isn't ruthless enough to rule saying that he's "too soft" and "too indecisive" to wear the (for all the title of Ghost King is worth) glorified funny hat. Then after a long time of arguing between them Vlad came up with a scheme. If he couldn't become the king he would become the regent, he just needed to possess Jack Fenton, have him divorce Vlad's "beloved" Madeline and then possess her into marrying him.

As you can guess this didn't work, Danny found him about two seconds after he tried to divorce Maddy cause he wasn't even trying to act (like a human sized Golden retriever) his dad. So he and mom beat the creepy incel out of his dad, in the process Danny was forced to transform and his parents accepted him (YAY!), he also got hit in the side of his head by Vlad, damaging his Broca's area just enough so he can only speak in Ghostspeak, but he can still understand human words and letters. After that mess they moved to Gotham so he could recover in a place with high ectoplasm without Vlad harassing them. ( Lady Gotham hates Vlad.)

Now you're probably wondering, "What's the problem, Vlad is out of the picture and your parents accept your half dead-ness."

The problem is that some guy dressed as a scarecrow released some weird gas into his school. He didn't get a lot of people cause the "Bats?" Showed up but his friend Damien got sprayed and ran off saying he was gonna kill his brother tim. So in Danny's infinite genius he ran off after him to make sure he doesn't hurt someone.

He's not sure why Damien speaks Ghostspeak though.

[seeminglydark]

Homeless? Struggling? Bad at reading cuz you’re an undiagnosed dyslexic with head trauma? That’s ok, Sully! The library is for everyone, and full of resources, hope, (and spooky audio books!) to help you on your way.

The story I’m currently working on, Creaky, tells the story of Sully’s homeless years where he struggles to find a place for himself in the world, and he utilizes the public library for so many things, even just a safe space to feel a little less alone and invisible. He’s going to make it out alive not matter what. Punk’s not dead, it’s at the public library! It’s National Library Week and with current events stacked against them, I wanted to make a special piece to honor them.

This one is dedicated to @lesbrarians, my bestie and the person who makes my work come alive with their editing and second looks. With out them, we might not have made it this far.

Now go out and get your library card!

Xoxo RJ

[stra-tek]

liminal_enterprise-e

[liminal-suburbia]

[lookatswans]

[liminallylonelyybabyy]

"We can go play on the playground until our projects dry if you want??"

.......

"...if I could only go back."

[aethersea]

devastating to go into the tag for an obscure vampire movie I've been quietly obsessed with for years to find mostly gifsets of minor characters (played by big-name actors) and review blogs saying they didn't like it :(

@ everyone who made a post saying "I liked it :)" I am blowing you a kiss. everyone who made a lovely gifset or photoset of the cinematography I am tipping my hat. that one poster that said "bro did y'all just miss the Entire Message about class and race or???" I am shaking your hand with enthusiasm there was SUCH a message about class and race

anyway everybody should watch Night Teeth and revel in glitzy flashy modern vampires in LA with me

[federationgothic]

[sagent-of-chaos]

protect the beans

[thenightfolknetwork]

In library class today, we had to design a data collection sheet for use by a journal database, and then fill it in with info on a fictional magazine. Mine being published by the Nightfolk Network, here's the ad for it:

"Tired of interior design based on sapio standards? Do you wish to make a home that truly accomodates your genus' unique shape and needs? Want to remodel your place to fit you better, or just starting out?

Stay up to date with the newest tips and tricks with Interior Design For Interesting Entities!

In our summer issue: The best chairs and seats for people with tails, how to arrange furniture to accomodate taurs, rented to ented - 7 things for plant-based genuses to make a rented place their own, an interview with esoteric materials scientist Dr. Vernix on how to avoid harmful materials, and much more!"

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[ekingston]

Love that post you just reblogged. One of my favourite things about fanfiction is that writers don't feel compelled to make every single thing progress the story or make some larger point. You guys give us lots of scenes that just show the characters interacting, or living, or that are just nice or sweet or funny. And we LOVE those. No need for a constant obsession with an overarching plot.

you! you get partial credit for the existence of Wit!

putting characters in a room together & seeing how they interact has always been my #1, no reservations, very favorite thing about fan fic. i don't think there's anything more valuable in this world than what happens between people, and in retrospect, it's probably no accident that the first fandom i wrote & published fic for was for a show that, for a little while at least, prided itself on focusing on 'the science' instead of the chemistry between its characters.*

when i got your ask last week it got me thinking about the type of fic i wrote most back then. we called them vignettes, in that corner of the internet: (usually) short fics made up of a series of snapshot-like, disjointed scenes that showed mainly moments of interaction or introspection, touching on the plot only as lightly as possible.

and i guess i got nostalgic? because here we are a week later, which i spent happily regressing, and that's what Wit became.

and it's funny, because i went on to ramble to my wife about it, and about how i used to think that writing requires a plot, and how so many people i've talked to have been looking for their story, this impossible, unique premise no one else has written yet, believing if they'd just be able to find that, then they would have their book. and i'm fully, 100% like, no. the story doesn't matter. it's how you write, what you choose to highlight. you could write about anything. you could write about two people meeting when they have to report for jury duty, and that's your story right there.

and then i had to write it, naturally.

i love life. and writing. i'm having one of those weeks, and i thank you very much for contributing to that. ❤️

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*or that many years later i suffered the same fate for a show that very heavily hinted at a character dynamic it never made good on, but, you know.

[liminal-suburbia]

[softservesoymilk]

For the record I also spotted some familiar faces ✨ for me ✨ today. The Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology is full of nerdsssssssssss

[well-thought-not-said]

Listening to Welcome to Night Vale during my quilting class has been wild, especially during the winter. It's a two hour long class. There's something about going into a building while it's light out and then coming out when it's dark while listening to Night Vale that makes you feel like you're in a liminal space.

[puppetmaster13u]

Thinkin’ of This Au where Jason ends up collecting all of the de-aged liminal class which causes his plans to spiral. And am also thinking if he found them even earlier, before he made his big debut with 6 heads in a duffle bag, back when he was a mere whisper. Y’know, something minor the bats seemingly didn’t have to worry about. 

Like he still has his goons, even if less than he would because he is still taking over the underbelly, it’s just far slower because suddenly he has like, twelve small children to keep safe along with defending the alley from these government goons. 

Like I want the GIW to full on build files on this (to-them) half rabid ghost prowling crime alley whenever one survives to retreat and lick their wounds. Not a lot, mind you, but enough to notice a pattern. Enough to figure out when their lost specimens are not with the very dangerous ghost. 

Enough to catch the babysitting goon off guard, to overwhelm them with numbers. 

Enough to take his children. 

And Jason has seen those labs, he’s torn apart several, but they aren’t in Gotham anymore, they’re goneGoneGone and he needs to get them back. They’re just babies, they’re his babies, and he’s not going to let them be cut into again. 

And there is no warning on the Watchtower when the Zeta activates. There is no alarm when a hulking figure enters during their weekly nearly full-team meeting. A figure that could pass as both human or not, with sparks trailing behind barely restrained movements as they get ready to fight this masked intruder. 

“Diana Prince, Wally West, Clark Kent, John Jones, Arthur Curry.” There’s this deadly calm as he speaks, because otherwise he would only be feeling rage. “I know each and every one of your identities, and if you don’t help me everyone is going to know them.” 

[darlingpoppet]

I haven’t posted a WIP Wednesday for Liminal Spaces ch 7 yet, and at this point I’m probably not going to, because right now the beginning is probably the section that needs the most work, and everything else about it would probably be too much of a spoiler haha

So I guess you’ll just have to take my word for it that it’s coming together and I’m optimistic that I’ll have it done in about a week (lowkey hoping I’ll be able to post it on the equinox and come full circle metaphorically uwu)

Right now the draft is pushing 8800 words… I can’t tell where exactly the final draft is going to land but either way I’m pretty sure this chapter will be the longest one (chapter 1 was 7.9k and atp I can’t see this one going below 8k)