#karma door

[daisyswift3]

No bc she’s actually insane for this. “THE ONE to watch” -> performing the 1 as a surprise song for the first time today and the blue and orange 🌑🪐 YOU’RE LOSING ME. Karma is coming

The karma door descending just like lwymmd karma Taylor in the box (x)

[mouseshift]

WHERE IS SHE ???

[triglycercule]

sleep deprived dust can't recognize what's dream and what's real when he goes in and out of consciousness so i think dust is allowed to be incredibly reckless when he's awake but thinks he's in a dream. he will kill whoever passes by him (or attempt to. for him it's an instict to shoot bones anyways.) he will drink 4 bottles of alcohol just because he thinks its just a lucid dream. have incredibly loud conversations with phantom paps because he's asleep so nobody will hear him talk. or just have loud ass breakdowns because again he thinks he's asleep!!! nobody's gonna know what he gets up to in his dreams. and until someone (probably phantom paps) tells him that he's not asleep and this is reality he won't realize until he's done something really reckless

horror is seconds away from exploding dust's skull open with his magic while dust is trying to strangle him and FINALLY phantom paps tells him he's awake and dust snaps out of it. killer is walking around the house with bones sticking out of him like pins on a sewing pattern (casually too. another day in the life for him) and he just asks dust what that was about. dust just gets off of horror and shrugs his shoulders with an idk. and then walks away. this is the 6th time its happened this month

[coladaminx]

So are we all in agreement that katsuki is behind that giant door that izuku has locked up tight? because at This point I feel this might be the case 🤔 think about it Izuku is clearly supressing his feelings for katsuki refusing to think about him and he's scared about a power he can't control or get this FEELINGS TO BIG TO FACE THAT HE'S NOT READY TO FACE OR ACCEPT while consciously putting the plan they had and everyone else at stake for one man THIS IS ACTUALLY VERY CRAZY BECAUSE WTF izuku moved away from the floating island to protect kacchan's body THEN to the ocean because kacchan is now on the ground out of commission!! YA'LL HE LOVES HIM!

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Karma Kaveya, 2023. A prototype for a new flagship electric “super coupe GT” featuring all wheel drive and a total output of 1,180 hp. Production will be limited with "only 353" production slots remaining

[bettyshoweduptotheparty]

TS 11 is the final show before the death and rebirth of Taylor Swift. And here’s how we know.

I saw this yesterday (thanks @spade-riddles and @corneliastvendor ) reacting to the latest TN post of Taylor's funeral image from the Anti Hero mv with the 11 cats. And I think there's more to add to this.

11 cats, 11 albums and 11 messages from 🎃anon. What comes after 11? 12. And at 12 o'clock we meet her at midnight. We've known it for over a year now. And it's interesting that we now know she has chosen the colour white to represent her 11th album. White represents a clean slate, rebirth, but also surrender. And talking of album colours, here's one more thing that I think it worth revisiting that supports this theory (it may already have been pointed out, sorry if I'm repeating things), the orange door that has haunted us for almost a full year now:

(sorry for the blurry tiktok image, I still haven't seen the tour or movie so I rely on other people's pictures)

As the door descends during the karma set, the space above it turns purple, then blue. The door itself is orange and the path that it's coming down on is white. So, orange (karma) follows purple (speak now tv) and blue (1989tv) and the path that paves the way for it to 'drop' is white (TTPD). In the comments for this tiktok, somebody also pointed out that the dancers for this set are arranged in two clusters, one with Taylor in the centre line and one with a dancer in an orange jacket with bleach blonde hair, looking much like the 2016 bleachella Taylor that we assumed might be the look of a new era (now assumed to be karma). So, with all the recent emphasis on the number 2 ✌🏼✌🏼, could this be the hint that karma is coming in the wake of TS11, maybe as a double drop? Personally, I think that's more plausible than a secret drop before April 19th, which is also a theory that I've seen, but I think it's unlikely (but what do I know...).

What I'm more convinced of it that we can stop anticipating rep and debut (tv) because those two will be replaced with karma. Remember, rep tv and all the hints to snakes and black clothing, were red herrings. Rep tv is not coming, karma is. Exile ended at 2, there was never a 1 or 0. We are down to 2 re-records but they won't come as expected, "reputation is an illusion" or whatever the message was. In any case, when that orange door hits the ground it's go time and I think we are closer than we think. I've seen so many people last year say 'When she plays Dear Reader and You're Losing Me as surprise songs it's on' and now she's played both of those in one week, immediately followed by a three song mash up of Getaway car/august/TOSOTD. So... escape the closet to the other side of the door in August? 😉

[m1d-45]

Heheehee would love to see venti post-imposter au like that one u did for zhongli...I love guilt >:)))) and thank u, u r amazing!!!!

unnamed poem, unnamed bard

a/n: wrote a whole poem for this. hope you enjoy <3

-> warnings: reader is dead. reader is a literal corpse and is described and referred to as such. major spoilers for mondstat archon quest, the most microscopic spoilers for liyue archon quest.

-> lowercase intended!

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie

< masterlist >

‘the creator is the highest god across every nation.’

seven sets of eyes stared at the body in front of them, at the arrow shot through it’s throat. several other wounds crossed the body, but none were as lethal as the first.

‘they have created everything, from the clouds-‘

angry gray rippled across the sky, thunder crackling in the distance. the storm had been brewing all day, and now the reason why was clear.

‘-to the air-‘

wind howled and cried, whipping through hair and pulling at clothes. one of the ties around venti’s braids had been ripped away, the hair beginning to unravel in the gale. still, even as nahida clutched at focalor’s cloak to stay standing—poor girl, she’d been trying to convince her—the clothes on the corpse were still.

‘-to the earth beneath our feet.’

blood seeped into the ground below, shimmering even in the dim light filtering through the clouds. the brick pattern below had shining blue for grout, blood tracing a spiderweb out.

‘they are only to be adored with the highest of veneration.’

thin hands shook around the handle of a bow, painted nails digging into the grip. barbatos’ eyes are wide, teal, unblinking gaze staring at the body as if it would magically come back to life. as if it would reach, pull out the arrow, as if it would sit up and chide him for behaving so rashly. it doesn’t.

‘after all…’

amber eyes search for purple, then red, black gloves tightening around the geo lord’s weapon. he was not without sin, having also participated in the chase—none were truly pure, none truly deserved any form of forgiveness except for maybe nahida.

‘it is they to which we owe our lives.’

seven chests heaved with a variety of emotions—adrenaline, contrition, horror—but an eighth was oddly regular. blank, lifeless eyes, matching the color of the ones on the corpse, curved with a smile. well done! they cheered, silent pride shining in the dim light.

‘they are stronger than steel.’

“who are you?”

the gritted voice of the pyro archon shattered the fragile silence.

“me?”

‘brighter than the sun.’

the false god put a hand to their chest, the fake shock on their face not hiding their glee. “well, i’m your god, aren’t i?”

‘with their iron-strong will,’

six hands tightened on weapons. one set let go of cloth, small stature still brimming with anger.

‘eons long work begun.’

new blood stained the dirt, red instead of divine blue. the fake’s body jerked, elemental reactions dancing across their skin as their body fell to the floor. superconduct burned out their eyes, overload locked up their lungs, quicken sped up the rate at which blood flowed from their veins. frozen pinned their still-twitching body to floor as they slowly died.

the gods almost wished that it had taken them longer to die. they certainly didn’t deserve a quick death.

‘they forged the valleys and plains.’

seven voices united by the covered body of their god, undivided by worldly squabbles. grudges and bitterness fell away, if only for now, seven heads bowed on seven sets of knees. even nahida, innocent as she was, had knelt alongside them here. seven prayers were lifted on seven tongues, some wavering, all weak. the scenery did little to distract when they knew they had slaughtered it’s maker.

‘mountains shaped, clouds retained.’

the burial was silent, only the sound of dirt against dirt breaking the solemn air. shimmering jade rose from the earth, obsidian lettering carving out their sin. seven were too weak to continue standing, seven sets of tears beginning to fall. seven asked for forgiveness.

‘as night turned to day turned to night again,’

none would receive it.

‘their last creation made, to their own world they ascend.’

grass and flowers were quick to grow over the unsettled dirt, risking quick uprooting for the chance to get closer. seven hearts burned. seven souls screamed.

drinks hit their tables with loud bangs. ‘who are you, bard?” a man called. ‘where have you heard such things?’

barbatos was the first to flee, unable to bear feeling their aura so long after their death. his wide wings flapped erratically, all of his usual grace lost as tears blurred his vision. the cuffs of his shirt clung to his skin, droplets of blue already staining to matter how hard he tried to scrub it out. it refused to even smudge.

he tucked his wings in and dove, barely even trying to slow his fall once he got closer to the ground, not feeling the pain in his feet. he stumbled once, twice, then collapsed at the foot of his own anemo statue.

the boy laughed, the teal on his nails matching the mirth in his eyes.

barbatos’ chest heaved, the air he commands abandoning him in his time of need. the peaceful breeze of windrise couldn’t hide the uneven beats of his heart, the cool stone behind him not soothing the burn on his face. he could see them, the golden chains of his crimes, already encircling his arms. the fingers that pulled the string stiffened with shining rings, too tight to be comfortable, his opposite palm already beginning to glow. some scrap of his consciousness mourned how it would affect his ability to play, to drink, to move, the unforgiving chains binding his actions.

the larger majority mourned his god.

‘you can call me venti.’

[the-weeb-of-the-uchiha]

Party Addict Karma x Y/N

" I'm spending all the money, your ho she really wants me

Think she wants something from me ... "

You were getting dressed to go to the club with your Bestie Tatyana. You guys were party addicts. Went to every club in your city any time you got the chance. Sometimes you would blackout and end up in some strangers bed ( not too often ).

Your thoughts were interrupted due to the sound of a text. Tatyana. It read " I'm outside " . You grabbed you purse 👛 and left out the door. Closing the the door behind you, now looking the black GMC.

"Hey girlie, hop in"

"Gladly"

You two talked about the new club for a while. Tatyana mentioned that the owner was a "good" friend of a friends. whatever that meant . She slowly pulled up to a place that had the line wrapped around the block.

" How the hell are we supposed to get in "

" I told you I have a good friend of a friends."

You rolled your eyes 👀. You both existed the car 🚙 with envious eyes on you. Tatyana had given the keys to valet . You guys were about to stand in line until a fine man approached you. He looked like a cinnamon roll. But you knew there were no cinnamon rolls in this type of place.

" Ladies, I saw you get in line and thought that lovely ladies such as your selves would like to take short cut. "

Tatyana looked at you. You looked at her. She gave you the IDK look. You looked at the man with read hair and golden eyes. He looked at you with hungry eyes.

" We will accept your offer than Mr. ..."

" Karma. Call me Karma "

" Well Karma, My name is Y/N" .

As he escorted you inside the club. The party was lively. This was your type of place. Almost walking away from karma and going with Tatyana. He pulled you by the waist into his embrace.

" Where are you going Flower 🌸? "

You didn't know how to respond. You thought you would be able to enjoy yourself. You saw Tatyana going upstairs.

" Come sit with me Flower 🌸. I'll buy you a drink."

He smirked at you with is hungry eyes. You couldn't refuse a free drink .

" Ok . I accept your offer"

He guided you too the VIP booth with his hand still on your waist. You wondered if he would ever take his hand off. He approached the body guard 💂. He let him in without a word. You looked surprised 🤨.

" Flowers do you go Hard or just drink?"

"I'm a party addict What do you think?"

" Good, I belive we will have a good time together."

He guided you to a booth. Both of you sat down. He called the waiter and ordered a bottle of wiskey and 2 shot glasses and the usual"

" Hey I don't think I can stay for only 1 drink Karma"

" Why? Do you want to go back to your friend ?"

You didn't know how to answer. You didn't want to rude someone who did you a favor.

" I'll party with you just we can't just stay here. "

"Hu-

You pulled him to the dance floor. You went to the d.j and asked him to play Door to Dusk by Otadari.

authors note: ( I like that song OK )

The club was more livelier, lights were brighter, and the people were getting more crazy. This was the type of vibe you wanted. You lost all sense of reason. Soon you realized what you were doing. Dancing with random people and popping pills without knowing.

Karma pulled you back to the lounge with him. He looked winded and fatigued.

" You looked like you were having fun out there."

He pushed a small tray of drugs givin by the waiter in front of you.

" I was. It feels like only 10 minutes passed by"

" Flowers it's been over an hour"

You looked at him in shock. You picked up your phone 📱. It was 10:54 .

" I guess it has. " you said as you helped your self to whatever was on the tray. You both took turns getting high. You both were having a great time. Hours had went by next thing you knew ...

You both were walking into a hotel 🏩 room. Karma didn't waste anytime trying to kiss you.

" Flowers I might start calling you something else soon"

" Why ?"

" Because your so sweet?"

You started to blush. Karma stopped kissing you and started taking off your dress while burying himself into your neck. You let out a small moan.

" Flowers you have to help me too now."

"alright"

I'm done here this has been in the drafts for the longest

[jojea]

holmat lineup 2022 🤙🏽

franziska von karma

aoi kurashiki (santa)

kazuichi souda

bruno bucciarati

[theoddsideofme]

[timey-acey222]

pssst

does this mean anything to anyone. cos i find myself funny

[crinkled-emotions]

Harrison really has perfected his bad cop routine over the years 😂

[iwatcheditbegin]

I’m curious as to where she’s gonna place ttpd on tour

[metiredlr]

Nah because every weekend I think about how less miserable Kanda's time in the Order might have been if Alma was there with him growing up. How long would it take for him to realize his illusions are related to his only friend ever because they're usually together n how it affected them

their dynamic during and after missions

[krii-bolts]

god the URGE to make Murder Drones X Rain World a reality is SO SO TEMPTING.

I could do it. I've Thought through it all, and its REALLY COOL

LIKE----

Humans - Ancients (Tessa's ""Space Suit"" being all golden and such + Funky Name and Title)

Planets - Iterators + Their Facility Grounds (Copper 9 - "Nine Copper Coins" as an example)

Worker Drones + Disassembly Drones - Slugcats (Worker Slugcats having Black Face masks as "Screens") (Disassembly Slugcats being Combinations of other Species + Machinery like Miros Vulture Wings and such)

Absolute Solver - Corrupted Karma. Just deadass A corrupted version of the Karma System and all, with side effects of Rot Horror and Echo-Effect and all that funky bio-horror jazz :P

I REALLY WANA DRAW THIS YOU GOT NO IDEA-

I'd Probably either call it "Murder World" or "Rain Drones" if I do draw it

[superbattrash]

Shoveling snow is NOT in my job description but my god, people will break their legs if I don’t fucking do it before they all get here