#Wildwood of Tomorrow

[doo-wop-city]

Stella at Starcade, October 1983

“Cathode” Ray’s birthday is in October, and so is his good friend Jimmy. For his birthday, they asked to take a trip to the 1980s for their birthday, to play some of tomorrow’s video arcade games. I became hooked on Midway’s Galaga during my previous visits to the Wildwood of Tomorrow, so I totally agreed to granting him this birthday gift. These photos were taken on October 11th, 1983. (…Or, was…

[dailycattails]

day 85

[rulesforthedance]

Quad tendon throwing a tantrum. My body is mostly fine most of the time, but every week lately one part or another will Go Off such that I have to skip a run

[horseslur]

its personal now.

MOTHERFUCKER

I JUMPED THE FUCKING FENCE

THEY SCRUFFED ME LIKE A FUCKING KITTEN AND TPED ME BACK TO MOORLAND AFTER A "YOURE NOT SUPPOSED TO ACCESS THIS YET" MESSAGE

[saturdaysky]

First Lines

I was tagged by @mithrilwren to post the first lines of my last ten fics! What a fun trip down memory lane this was.

1) fray (Ludinus/Essek; feelbad manipulation + an intentional gap between wants and needs)

"Such a fanciful tradition," he chides, watching the light play on Thelyss' bright braids. The candlelight of his bedchambers paints them fetchingly gold. Thelyss sits with a prim tiredness on the bed, holding still while Ludinus slips the buttons of his high collar back into place. They have begun to take all of their meetings here, in recent months.

2) discretion, written with @mllekurtz (Caleb/Essek; power dynamics and clothing)

“You wore this to the court today.” The words do not feel quite real coming out of his mouth.

3) growing sunlight (Caleb/Essek; a post-canon homecoming)

Caleb shuts the door against the afternoon sun, sealing them into comfortable privacy. The curtains on his windows are likewise shut, but light seeps through them anyway, casting the room in a warm, muted glow. Dimmed daylight will gather here for hours; like a little bubble of sunset just for us, supplies his mind. He is too glad to resist whimsy. Essek's visits always make him so.

4) if only for a moment (Caleb/Essek; time travel, grief, love, a leave-taking)

It was supposed to be five minutes into the future, but Caleb is pretty sure he fucked that one up. The lurch in his stomach tells him so, as does the treacle-like quality of his perception, and the way the spell writhes in his mind.

5) the end; to hold the sun (Caleb/Essek; a Calamity AU set minutes before the city falls from the sky)

It is done. It is done.

6) brothers (Beau & Essek talk about their estranged brothers; canon-with-a-twist AU)

Essek's shoulders are tense in a way that's gonna ache later, his frame drawn tight against the endless blue sky above the bay. He leans on the salt-crusted railing and stares out at the armada gathered for the peace talks. "I am still a Thelyss," he whispers in Undercommon. "They cannot take that from us." To Beau's ears, it sounds like a prayer.

7) sanctuary, a claiming (Caleb/Essek; werewolf/witch dark fairytale AU)

The night is red. Above the Wildwood, Catha’s gentle silver eye has waned into sleep at the end of its long cycle, leaving only the ruddy gaze of its sister to light the forest. Tomorrow, Catha will wax anew into wakefulness, but tonight, when magic is strong and bloody in the air, Ruidus’ dark creatures come out to play.

8) a shape made by our hands (Caleb/Essek; in a decaying timeline, Caleb meets Essek as a child.)

The spell is almost up. He’s gotten what he came to this timeline for, and when he returns to his own, this reality will decay into nothingness like an echo. The clock ticks unrelentingly in Caleb’s head; he estimates he has at least an hour. Maybe two, maybe less; time magic is an inexact science, as it turns out.

9) fulcrum (Caleb & Trent review proper torture techniques)

He is deep in the bowels of the sanatorium and has been for three days. Caleb is doing his best not to let that fact peel him out of his head.

10) poisoning the well (Caleb character study, ft. Trent's incessant, inescapable praises)

There is the splish-splash-splash as the Nein travel through the drenched Aeorian tunnel, and then Ikithon’s voice slithers into his head, parting the layers of Caleb's privacy with ease and blotting out all other sound.

I tag @mllekurtz @ariadne-mouse @chronurgy @burningdarkfire @annundriel and anyone else who wants to do it! Tag me in, I'd love to see your first lines.

[avvwritesstufff]

it’s three o’clock in the fucking morning and i start school on the 3rd(WHICH IS LITERALLY TOMORROW). i have no classes with my friends, i can’t sleep. i love pazzi. AND THE SIMS OMG I LOVE THE SIMS. i i want to be at my florida house or my shore house. i want to go on the great nor eastern in wildwood(rollercoaster). i wanted to rewatch tvd this summer but i decided to watch suits instead and i’ve literally only watched the first 14 episodes like what i had so much time.

anyways sorry for the crash out. have a great day

[cattailsgame]

⏰𝟮𝟰 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 until Cattails: Wildwood Story pounces onto Steam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The game unlocks at 9am Eastern Time tomorrow.

Show of hands, who's going to be playing on launch day?? 🙌

[gamercats-fight]

Morgana from Person 5 vs Krampy from Cattails: Wildwood Story. Vote for your fav!!

Need help picking? Check down here!

Morgana - P-Studio - 2016 - Anthropomorphic tuxedo cat:

-If we’re including his abilities in Mementos/Palaces then he has a clear advantage of being able to use his persona to cast spells as well as fight. He also uses a curved sword and a slingshot. If hurt he also has healing spells. His appearance in this form is mascot-esque, but don’t let his big head fool you—he’s quite agile. Having a persona at all grants the wielder extreme abilities. Fast enough to dodge lightning, take incredible damage and even able to fight against gods. This strength is only granted in places they can summon their persona, i.e. not the real world.

Even in his cat form while in the real world, he is extremely dexterous: able to pick locks. He’s also taken a kick from a guy and having a metal briefcase land directly on his head following a bit of a fall. Not altogether impressive but still something for a cat to endure. He’s also smarter than the average cat, giving him a nice advantage.

He does eventually become human in Persona 5 Royal, but is just a cat at the end of the original game.

-He can turn into a car and run over any competition. He’s a master thief and fought god once. Also he has a slingshot.

-1: THIS CAT IS A HEALER! He gets the best healing spell in the entire game and when I got it on him, I don't think he ever left my party

2: THIS CAT CARES ABOUT YOUR HEALTH AND WELL BEING! It's become a meme at this point, but Mona wants you to go to sleep >:(

(P5 Spoilers Beyond this Point)

3: THIS CAT IS THE COLLECTIVE HOPE OF HUMMANITY! It's explained late game, but Morgana was created through the last scraps of humanities hope against the false god that the party eventually fights

4: THIS CAT EXPOSED A MURDERER! Its not important but the scene IS funny so I feel obligated to mention it.

THIS CAT IS YOUR BUDDY AND I LOVE HIM AND WILL DEFEND HIM WITH MY DYING BREATH!!!!

-Everyone hates him for the stupid “go to sleep” mechanic + some of his issues with another character but he’s such a good boy i love him so much. he’s always with you, helping you out and supporting you! plus he’s so little brother coded oh my god. baby. baby boy. spoilers for p5: also he’s literally the manifestation of hope like guys. hope is a cat. hope is stored in the cat.

Krampy - Falcon Development - 2023 - Gray tabby medicine cat

-He's so autism

-Cattails is like Stardew Valley for warrior cat fans, and Krampy is a fan favorite for several good reasons. He's a kind of eccentric medieval doctor who also has trouble relating to other cats because of his weird experiments and love of leeches, but that passion also makes him very charming as a character. He's got a tendency to ramble and tell long stories and is just really wholesome all around. Also he wears a plague doctor mask which is just a really cool design choice.

-The iconic doctor of the Mystic Colony. Who doesn't want a medicine cat with a plague mask?? And they are a real character too. Some of their best quotes:

"“Actually, I don't believe we've been introduced. I am Krampy the doctor, and don't worry! I am not a bird. Although when I had that concussion, I did think I was... ... What was I saying again?"

“Greetings young kitten. Do you mind if I put leeches on your tail? It's for science. And, I think it would be funny. Or I could do it to myself... But then what will I do tomorrow?"

“I think you should wear a beaky mask, it will protect you in this world. I wish not to see my friends hurt. Although that is bad for business... bit of a double-edged sword. Don’t get hurt too often!”

“You have the worst-smelling miasma I have ever smelled! I can smell you from miles away! Why don't you roll in some garbage? - It can only improve your odor, and you end up where you belong!"

[salmonpiffy]

Apple of my eyes - God of War

I wrote the fanfic! AAAAAAAAAAAAA 

English isn’t my first language but I had tried my best to translate it as good as possible (Thanks to Google Translate, Quillbot and my own English skills)

Idk which part will have a weird grammar but you know what? I’ll take a risk XD

I don’t have Ao3 account yet, so I’ll just post on here first. Enjoy!

“Shall we go out tomorrow?”

Kratos, who was sewing a sack, looked up at the owner of the voice.

Faye was sitting opposite him, looking out the window. The two were resting in a hut they had built a few years ago. The firelight illuminated her orange hair and blue eyes.

“The snow has melted. I wanna pick some fruit near the Lower Wildwoods.” Faye spoke again, after looking out of the window for a while, she turned her head to look at him. Midgard has been buried in winter for the past several weeks. Although there is rarely a heavy storm this time, they both started to feel relieved (Especially Faye) when this gloomy weather finally ended.

“What fruit are you going to collect?” Kratos asked.

“Apples, and checking around there to see if there is any problem. I hope no more trolls come in.” Faye replied.

“Hm” Kratos hum softly.

The woman turned to look outside the window again and sighed.

“By the way, I haven't eaten an apple for a while. Miss the sweet taste of it already.” She smiled at the thought of the fruit.

Kratos didn't answer. His amber eyes still looked at her. Every time he saw Faye smiling or laughing his heart always swelled up. He looked at her for a moment before hurriedly pulling himself back down and continuing to sew the sack. He decided to continue the conversation.

“Speaking of apples… There are stories about apples in my land.”

Faye turned to look again with interest. Kratos continued

“It was The Golden Apple. The legendary fruit that caused the fight between the goddesses until the prince of Troy had to choose who is the fairest one. After deciding the winner, that triggered a war between cities.”

“That…sounds like a mess.” Faye said

Kratos nodded in agreement

“Besides that. People believe that apples represent love. If they like someone, they will throw it to that person as a sign of love.”

“They’re really flirting like that?” Faye asked, sounds surprised

“Yes”

“That’s adorable”

“Hm” Kratos often grunted as the two talked. Sometimes Faye finds it amusing.

“Well, we have a story about the Golden Apples in this land too but mine is now boring when compared to yours” Faye chuckled.

“And what about yours, Faye?” Kratos asked

“Nothing’s very big” She shrugged 

“You are good at telling stories. Listening to your voice would help me concentrate on repairing this”

Faye smiled softly

“Alright, Grumbles”

They sat there, telling their story and talking until the sun almost went down.

----

In the next morning, they both went to the Lower Wildwoods. After checking that there are no intruders. Both of them took a boat to another place which is not very far away. They arrived at the dock for a short time.

“Are you certain there will be apples to pick today?” Kratos asked as the boat docked. Faye nodded confidently.

“I've been here many times. Of course there must be.” She picked up the basket and walked onto the deck and led him to the forest.

After a long winter, the forest that had been covered with white snow began to change.The white of the birch trunks contrasts with the warm orange sun and the slightly snowy ground. From a cold wind to a light breeze. Since Faye loved this atmosphere, it was easy for him to notice because she looked energetic right now.

They walked for a while until they reached the destination. Most of the trees in this forest were birch or fir, but here there were a few apple trees. Each tree has a big red apple. hanging on many branches. Faye reached out and pulled an apple to inspect its condition before nodding and showing Kratos the fruit in his hand.

“Looking good!” she said happily.

Kratos grunt in replied

“Pick at least five of them, alright? This will be our dinner.”

Faye put the first apple in the basket before turning around and continuing to look for more apples. Kratos helped find them too. He stared for a moment before pulling out one apple to take a look. This one seems good enough to keep

Kratos turned to Faye but instead called her. He stopped

With an apple in his hand, He wanted to try it but hesitated a little…he hadn't flirted with anyone for decades. After all, this land was not Greece, might this action seem too strange for her?

…But then he chose to try.

“Faye”

“Yes?”

The moment Faye turned around, a big apple flew toward her.

“!!!!”

She managed to catch the apple.

Faye looked at the fruit in her hand, confused before looking up at the man standing before her.

Kratos's face, from where his eyebrows were frowned all the time, now had both eyebrows slightly raised, as if he looked relieved.

“You threw it to me?” Faye asked.

“...Yes,” he replied, she could feel a tiny shyness in his voice.

“You don’t have to throw like that. It might-” Faye stopped because she realized something.

“Apples represent love. If they like someone, they will throw it to that person as a sign of love.”

Wait, is that mean...

Faye looked at the apple and looked at him again before burst out laughing. He actually was flirting with her!

“You!” Faye exclaimed. Her face turned red as she laughed.

“I just… wanted to try.” Kratos said..

When Faye stopped laughing Kratos approached and slowly raised one of his hands to touch her hand that was holding the apple, but didn't say anything.

“Kratos?”

“I am sorry, I had startled you,” Kratos said softly. Faye sighed.

“You don't have to apologize.” Faye replied, still smiling.

“I forgot to tell you that if the other person can catch the apple, it means that they had accepted the love confession”

“And I caught it”

"Yes"

Suddenly, Faye leaned forward and kissed him. His amber eyes widened. For a quick moment, their lips parted.

“I like it” she whispered. His pale cheeks slowly turned red. Even though this was a short kiss, he could still feel the other's soft lips. 

“You caught well” Kratos complimented.

“If the mighty warrior gets hit in the face with an apple, it would be very embarrassing, wouldn't it?” Faye teased.

Kratos chuckled lightly. This rare reaction made her smiled more brightly.

"Thank you for the apple, Kratos. This one is beautiful."

“Hm”

At this moment, the sunlight shone on the woman's face, brightening her orange hair and eyes as blue as the sea. Her flushed cheeks made her look more beautiful than the apple in her hand.

The former god of war's heart swelled again.

When the evening came, they both ate the apple together. It was just as sweet as Faye said.

[snookissluttysister13]

Got my sister to finally get tumblr. Lets welcome @violetsveryvolcanicvagina to our community. I had to repost some our favorite moments together. Out bike rides and boardwalk adventures. Missing our wildwood trip together so much. We had such a great time. My sister is going to come home tomorrow and we finally get to reunite.

The sister linkup with Jayde and Violet is coming soon so just wait until we make history.

-snookissluttysister13 <3

[m58]

from "Words Made for Night: A Book of Psalms" by Alan Baker

PSALM 1

A smoky bar in blurred light, men playing cards

A crowded bus, a stray dog sniffing at litter bins

A mood of turbulent change throughout the nation

I sat outside the cafe, falling in love with every passer-by

Living on the margins of the world in the twilight, the crunch

Of a wasp in casual snow emptied into a summer room

Windows that let the breeze fondle my hair

Translate a smile into something absolved

A piece of music like a layer of time

So that my eyes construct the street from spores and pollen

Fungus and leaf-mould and listen to the song birds

Who offer music and new life to the months to come then turn

To forage nonchalantly as if such a gift were easily in their power 

PSALM 2

I can survive mundane miracles and accept

A scene from the oldest book in the world

Dreaming of endless journeys and favourable winds

Tuber and taproot, the grimace of winter under

A place of stillness, tendrils and plasma membranes

Leaf-mould, moss, spores and a handprint

On the cave wall, someone already there

A fox-run opened onto a clearing

Was this wildwood or domesticated menace?

Next year's bulbs stir in my optic nerve

Fungal strands take hold in the chambers of my ear

A life of multiple forms and sloughed skins

Everyday acts of kindness remembered

PSALM 3

I write from the safety of the neutral zone

Though I know that all around

The fires smoulder and men in clown masks

Are armed and dangerous but at least

There are mothers walking their kids to school

A man scraping ice from his car window

The exhaust smoke white, floating, toxic, beautiful

Two figures in orange overalls

Emptying litter bins in the park

And now a lorry with shouting men tips

Tarmac onto the road, steam

Melted tar, flames and smell of burning

And tomorrow the road will be new

PSALM 4

As I walked through the wilderness of this world

Sea-birds raised their instinctual broods, long-distance travellers

Down by the docks among cranes and warehouses

Where a solitary walker feels as though a door had been opened

Into a wholly unexpected dimension where words fail

A place to sleep: and as I slept, to dream a dream

I saw a man anchoring weights on something that should fill like a sail

Flit like a swift from town to town bringing good news

Too unbelievable to be put into words

PSALM 5

I peered into the windows of the public library

Leaking radiators, polished floors, books on everyday wellness

The sky was night-tinged over the pound shop and advice centre

When I am lost, be my GPS, when I am weary be my single bed

Trees absorb the petrol fumes which they later turn into leaves

Leaf-vein atlas suddenly awake to sun on wings, flit and hover

In a sudden march snow-shower jab at dead leaves, switch

To litter-laden playground like a local deity of the edgelands

Concrete and buddleia, damp and cloudy skies

To the roadside at night to regally regard the passing cars

Alan Baker was born and raise in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne and has lived in Nottingham since 1985 where he runs the poetry publisher Leafe Press. Recent books include Riverrun a series of modernist sonnets about the river Trent, and A Book of Odes.

[dailycattails]

day 84

[fetchmearum420]

I go to Wildwood tomorrow ahhhhh!

I’m so freaking excited. I’ve been going my whole life so you’d think I’d be sick of it, but nope. I still love it.

I’ll be away until Friday, but I’ll still try to post on here when and if I can, depending on the wifi.

This vacation couldn’t come at a better time tbh

[thecolorblockcurator]

oh how i miss the feeling of reading young adult books as a middle schooler- getting lost for hours, the wonder of a new world.. ah nostalgia :) what popular ya books did you like?

I know- It was so great wasn't it!! I love middle grade books the best - not so much YA. I'm not a big fan of romance/love interest plot lines - which tends to be in most YA

In middle school I mostly read ghost stories- I don't even remember the authors or titles- just if it was about ghosts I read it.

But as an adult I mostly read middle grade fiction & gothic novels Middle Grade books I love: The Mysterious Benedict Society - Trenton Lee Stewart Coraline - Neil Gaiman The Wiz Mob & The Grenadine Kid - Colin Melody Series of Unfortunate Events - Lemony Snicket Wildwood - Colin Meloy The Thief of Always - Clive Barker

And since you asked here are YA books I've loved: Not my usual type of book - but I actually went to school & was friends with the author. He was seriously the nicest guy & the book was so good- I couldn't put it down. - If I see you again tomorrow by Robbie Couch

The hunger games series - although I read that in college & Just reread it this year - it still stands up.

[ourpickwickclub]

At first I thought that Gwen was just releasing a song but now I am guessing (based on her IG) an album with “these are my flowers” or something like it as a title.

And personally, I am so excited that she might be with Blake tomorrow night in Wildwood. Feeling very lucky that I get to be there and then heading to London for the Sunday Hyde Park Show!

I’m so excited for you that you’ll get to be at both of these shows! I can’t wait to hear more about your concert experiences!

— M

[creepywing]

ive been playing cattails wildwood story all day.... euuuughh... will tomorrows mental health talk have a section on hyperfocusing on cat game and forgetting basic needs i dont think so..