#dewdrop is on for a bad time btw

[chasing-faith-and-fate]

Moon 45

P1

BONUS | Moon 45 p2

[divine-misfortune]

Hei

I just saw u rebloged a picture of an era 1 (?) water ghoul and called them River in the tags. As I’m still trying to learn the names of the ghouls from earlier eras I wanted to ask if this (River) is a wider spread name for this ghoul or if it is only the name u personally use and wich water ghoul exactly this on the picture is? Thank u in advance! Always a pleasure coming around to ur blog! Have a nice day!

Hello!!!

You've come to the right place, I am obsessed with the older ghouls and have a lot of plans in the works for them in the near future. I know there is some variation on names with the older ghouls, there was never a clear decision made overall by the Fandom but here, allow me to list.

So these are the ghouls of each element in order.

Quintessence

Omega

Delta

Aether

Phantom, sometimes referred to as Aeon

Fire

Alpha

Ifrit

Dewdrop

Earth

Earth, also sometimes referred to as Big Earth

Pebble, also referred to as little earth

Ivy

Mountain

Water (we've had so many water ghouls jfc)

Water

Lake

River

Delta

Mist

Dewdrop

Rain

Air

Air

Zephyr, also called chair ghoul

Cirrus/Cumulus

Mutli

Swiss

Sunshine

Aurora

And then you've got your oddball ghouls like Special and Cowbell. They're their own group.

Ghoul names like Omega, Alpha, and Water have been sconfirmed - Terzo has said them before. Then there was that one Instagram post the official page made referring to Aether by name.

Some things to note about the list, Delta was a water ghoul before he switched to quint for a very brief period of time. Between Delta and Mist there was a period of time where the group didn't have a bassist. Also Dave Grohl, founder of the foo-fighters, and drummer for Nirvana, was in the band for a minute? I cannot for the life of me tell you when, but he was there at some point!

Up until the tail end of era 3 the ghouls are a little harder to tell apart in my opinion. There are some obvious things to pick up on (and if you'd like I can try to make a visual guide at some point?)

Feel free to ask questions about any of this btw-

I love the old ghouls and want to talk about them so bad it hurts

[br0-k3n-sch00lb01]

Hello sunflower omori fanfic enjoyers of tumblr!! (Or people that enjoy my writing/aus or whatever the hell 157 people are following me for)

I HAVE A PROJECT I’M WORKING ON!!

I’m writing a full-length fanfic with multiple chapters called

DEWDROPS

and it’s a sunflower fanfic where Basil is kinda more outgoing or whatever. Kinda a badass guy. Aubrey doesn’t bully him for long. In this au sunny comes out one or two years later than canon. Yada yada. Anyways here’s chapter one for you guys!!! Btw theres implied self harm but thats really it.

CHAPTER ONE: RAIN

Basil sat in the suffocating darkness of his bedroom. He was thinking. Thinking about so many things. His head pounded as he stared at his blue LED lights. They burned into his brain, though they were far less painful than the excruciating mental pain he had been experiencing for 4 years. It was 1:00 AM. He saw the red numbers on his analog clock. He sighed. It was time to go, then. He got up off his bed, tossing on a sweatshirt and grabbing his black duffel bag. He slid open his window and climbed onto the roof, sliding down it. He dropped his bag into the grass below and then dropped down himself, the wetness from the heavy rain soaking his bloody legs. He stood up and ran. He ran until he could not breathe. He knew where he was. He always came here. He was at the skatepark. He set down his duffel bag and unzipped it, rummaging through the numerous colors of spray paint he had, before finally selecting a blue, and a grass-green. He began to draw Hatsune Miku. He put on some vocaloid music on full blast in his earbuds. The current song was BAD-END-NIGHT by the Kagamine Twins, who he especially favored. He missed his friends. He continued spraying, covering a part of the ramp with paint. It was starting to rain again so he gave up, put his spray paint away, and pulled out his roller skates and helmet. He laced them up and skated around for a bit, before he heard footsteps in the rain. He stopped dead. He heard a skateboard’s wheels roll on the slick pavement. He caught a glimpse of soaking wet pink hair. He could not stop himself from speaking.

“Aubrey?” He exclaimed. 

She stopped her skateboard and turned. 

“Oh… uh… hey, Basil…” Aubrey stuttered. She stared down at her feet. Water was beginning to pool on the ground. They stood there, staring awkwardly at each other in the pouring rain. Aubrey sighed.

“I’m gonna go home-” She paused, staring at Basil’s legs.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

Basil did not answer. He knew Aubrey did not care and she was merely asking because it might make her feel better to know someone else was suffering worse than she was. He picked up his duffel bag and skated home.

[laketaj24]

Friends: Ivar

Requested: Can you do from the Dialogue prompt list # 8 and 10. Modern Ivar and reader. Kinda angst unrequited feelings pretty please? You're amazing btw, hope you find your way out of this writing road block. @we-are-all-one-tribe

Author’s Note: Heyyy!! Thank you for the request love!!!! The prompts are bolded! I just tagged my taglist! It is open!! Thank you sooo much!! This did help my writer’s block and the others are coming!

Vikings Masterlist 

Warnings: Angsty lol

You didn’t really want to talk to Ivar. Before you left for college you made two promises. One: you would wait for one another. Two: No one would come between you both. But one year away at Baylor had changed the look of things for him. He stood there with the new chick, she was pretty which made it worst for you. His muscled arm was wrapped around her waist and he looked genuinely happy to be there with her, genuinely fucking happy.

“Are you gonna go over there and talk to him or just stare?” Hvitserk said from your left side. He knew the entire story, quite frankly he was the only person that ever listened to you rant.

“And say what?” You gritted your teeth and slammed the notebook closed.

“Yeah don’t say anything just pout and slam your things down.”

“Shut up.” You hissed at Hvitserk. You pushed passed him over to your car and hoped that you wouldn’t catch Ivar’s attention. You opened the door and tossed in the purse and the three books you’d failed to return to the library on time and you had successfully made it passed the Lothbrok brother of your dreams turned nightmare.

Ivar glanced up at you as you started the car and he threw his hand up. The solemn look on his face gave light that he knew how you felt, but obviously he didn’t care. The red head was still on his hip and there was a smile plastered on her face. You backed out of the short driveway and left Ivar in your rearview where you hoped he would stay. Home was not going to be safe as long as he was back in town.

You took to downtown. The small town of Kattegat flourished with new café’s every morning and recently the likes of one had become your favorite, Astrid’s. You take the seat at the back of the café where the sunlight couldn’t reach you and you start on your next book and the homework assignment. Things between you and Ivar used to be simple. Talks on the roof of your parent’s house about where you could go and who you could be. Holding hands, dancing in the rain. The meanest of Lothbroks was a sweetheart to you. Always a sweetheart and apparently it was all just a phase.

An hour fades into two and you’re amazed at the amount of work you’re able to get done. Your phone vibrated and vibrated until you turned it completely off. You had nothing to say to him. What was there to say really? Congrats on the new chick? I thought it was supposed to be me? You’re a fucking dick. I hate you. Die. You favored the last one.

The door chimed for the first time in thirty minutes and for some reason you tore your eyes away from the paper. It was like you could feel him. Ivar Lothbrok stood before you with his fresh new haircut throwing you off. He looked different.

“I knew you would be here.” He said as he took a step towards you. He slipped out of the jacket and draped it over the wooden chair in front of you. “Can I sit here Y/N?”

“Why not?” you groaned as you closed the book. This was the talk you didn’t want to have, because it wasn’t necessarily needed. It wasn’t needed at all. “What do you want?’

“I know you seen her, you didn’t give me a chance to explain everything.”

“What was there to explain?

“How and why I’m with her.”

“Save me that spill.” You said holding your hand up to him. “I don’t need to know any of it.”

“Stop being stubborn woman.” He smiled. “I know what we promised. I wasn’t expecting to meet her and all. And she’s…” He paused. “not what I would have wanted but then again sometimes you don’t get what you want out of life.”

“Then leave her if she’s not what you wanted.”

“Yeah, I can’t. She’s about to have my child.” He said with his Tenerife blue eyes on yours. He watched as your face melted into a small distortion of pain. “I can’t leave her.”

“You’re fucking horrible.”

“Yeah, but I can’t leave her to raise a child by herself. I watched my mom drank herself into fucking oblivion at being a bad father. I won’t allow another life to be like that. I know what we promised, but you deserve better than me.” Ivar smiled.

“How many months is she?”

“Four.” He breathed.

Her flat stomach revealed nothing of the sort. “Wow. Congrats baby Lothbrok.” There was a small portion of you that hated her and there was a part of you that wanted them to be happy because he was your best friend.

“Thank you, I think.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I wanted you to meet her today, I told her she could chose the godfather if she allowed you to be the God Mother?” He looked innocently at you. “Will you?”

“Of course.” You swallow back your tears. “Forever. That’s what we said right? Friends for life?” You touch his hand and he shakes his head at you.

Ivar is nervous, his eyes welled. “I don’t regret this.”

Those words hurt you. “Okay.”

“But if I could do things differently, if I could avoid hurting you, I would.”

The tears you fought for a little while finally spilled over and you tried to stop them. “don’t worry about it Lothbrok. You beat all your other brothers at this dad stuff huh.”

The new girl appears at the door with a wide smile on her face. “Y/N! I’m so glad to meet you!”

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