#musings;Ashe

[bunniope]

after wasting an entire summer wasting my beauty i've decided to post a lil outfit i put together after cutting and dying my hair 👍 also ashley is there because i have no choice in the matter

[the-incredible-auraa]

SHIDOUNATION WAKE UP ITS OUR TIME TO THRIVE

OCTOBER 5TH TODAY IS THE DAY

WE WILL WAIT NO LONGER

THIS IS A CELEBRATION! THE DAWN OF A NEW RENAISSANCE, THE SCALES OF POWER WILL SHIFT ONCE AGAIN. SHIDOUNATION, MY PEOPLE WILL THRIVE ONCE MORE AS THE U-20 ARC IS GIVEN TO US FROM THE HEAVENS AS A REWARD.

THE GOLDEN AGE IS UPON US. THE GATES WILL OPEN AND WE WILL FINALLY HAVE A SEAT AT THE TABLE AMONG THE GREATS IN BLUE LOCK HEAVEN

[babyblueetbaemonster]

This is the birth of the perfect life form, the ultimate being, Dagoth Ur!

Give him sth to wear

[shortnotsweet]

In a Week by Hozier ft. Karen Cowley

“The raven is death, obviously. When I die, I want a good tombstone—something right spooky. LT’s got something against the underground, though you’d think that would be just his kind of place. That’s alright. He needs to, he can cremate me. It’s not exactly Catholic, and Mam would turn in her grave, but God is a unicorn and no one is pure anymore, so. What’s all that got to do with me?”

Johnny “Soap” McTavish has a journal. Had. It is his no longer.

Simon “Ghost” Riley had dreams—awful ones, the kind that sank claws into his lungs, dragged him into sleep, and then sent him careening out of it. He still has dreams, but they’re different, now. Better. Johnny’s pages have folded themselves under his eyes and gotten into his head, brighter and more infectious than anything else has ever been. It’s more than the past, that rotting carcass behind him, and more than now. Now is nothing. Now is ash. It’s like, it’s like—blinding, is what it is. He’s a blind man.

It is biblical now. Ghost has read it backward and forward and sideways and inside out. When he runs out of things to read, he reads them again, and when that is not enough, he reads between the lines.

[looking-for-lost-stars]

Ash received a message from the planet the Milan was berthed over. "Lord Finley, this is lord Zarath, I'd like to make use of your services." The voice was slightly sneering, exactly what you would expect of a noble on an important planet such as this.

- Noctine for Ash

Ash sighed the tone alone made him want to say no. This was exactly why he didn't usually stop by his more well off planets. He set a reply a few moments later. "What service exactly?"

[silverhallow]

I’m currently re listening to the bridgerton books and I’ve had a bit of an idea for a story in the book era with some of the show in it… and I’m wondering if people would be interested in it…

Sophie is still the Earl’s ward and though he died still when Sophie was 14, his sister takes her in as there is no step mother…

It’s 1813 so takes place during The Duke and I, Sophie is 19 and making her debut whilst it’s Daphne’s third (as per the book)

And just benophie falling in love whilst all the drama of Daphne and Anthony being a hot head and the duel and what not with their own drama along the way…

Would people read it?

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

The temptation to join in those fake rp blogs but as Steph grows more and more everyday.

Edit: I made it.

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

HELLO?? WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT THIS?!!

[elv1raes]

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[werewolfbarista]

well ive been assigned catgirl by one of my coworkers who pspsps'd at me to get my attention. much to think about

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oh you wanna think about muse and trickster? yeah? it's been a while since I put a heartbreaking nhw post in your inbox <3 I know u love the prime dehumanization loss of bodily autonomy defenders. << im not even remotely trying to keep the acronym the same anymore. I've lost the plot. ANYWAY

briefly mentioned this before but because I loooove the aesthetic so much I think at least one important muse confrontation should happen in the tricksters city, specifically in the amusement park. make it like a fuckign scooby door episode everything is all abandoned and run down but as the wards are walking down a boardwalk or something all the lights flicker on and some distorted fuckign. carnival music starts playing and they find muse sitting in like. the rebar scaffolding or whatever in the ferris wheel. just like grinning chin in hands kicking his feet watching them. this image is so clear in my mind. some creep shit !!!! also its like when they first go to the spirit world to get tide back from.mal and end up in the amusement park. except ashe isn't with them this time

uhhhhhh also thinking about. downtime. when muse isn't out being destructive and causing chaos for funsies. like... does he have a bedroom????? does he eat does he sleep??? idfk !!!! I would assume he has to or else he'd fucking die but !!!! man the trickster is so far gone I don't think he even realizes his puppets are real people anymore. that's a fun little doll for him to play dressup with. literally never going 2 get the image of him braiding muses hair and like. putting makeup on him and dressing him in fancy little outfits out of my mind. making myself ILL. smile! good evening I'm gently placing the knife box in your in. << as I was going to type inbox I accidentally typed out inventory. yknow what I'm keeping it. knife box directly into your inventory. watch out they're RUSTY

GOD. THANKS FOR THE KNIFE BOX MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! knife box directly in my inventory!!! u know what this means is that now i can use them :3 <- has been drawing wards stuff abt this for the past two hours ^_^

this is so fucking good though yeahhh.... i love creepy carnival shit so much. he trickster probably Knows it's very over the top and horror movie creepy and just a little absurd. he's so fucking fun 2 think abt since he's literally always doing shit simply because it is funny to him. we can swing a trickster justification for anything probably. i bet he fucking saw traps people!! anyway. ashe isn't with them this time. except..... well. he kind of is. :(

I HAVE ALSO BEEN THINKING ABT DOWNTIME. FREQUENTLY. i guess. the answer to this is he lives however the trickster&co does. the image of him coming back in his fancy intricate little outfits to some disgusting nasty bloody industrial warehouse where they're posted up & always being this very jarring contrast to the gore and violence is really good. the image of him having a perfect doll bedroom and going through a fancy little routine half the nights when the trickster is in a good mood or feeling it & just. getting thrown on the bed & the door locked to pass out for a couple hours whenever he forgets or is busy is also really good. literally anything we do to muse makes me feel some kind of way man. i also have had the extremely vivid image of the trickster braiding his hair & chatting about all kinds of horrific things excited sleepover style to muse who is just. Visibly Not There in my head for so long. not even like he has to touch him, he could be making him do all these things for himself! he's literally controlling him! he just does it for fun!!!

anyway i think post-muse ashe should get to freak out very badly in a multitude of ways whenever anybody touches his hair. like i think he's touch-adverse in general (& miserable about it because he's also so touchstarved & his brain simply whites out in distress anytime anyone touches him because. literally the only person doing that was the trickster!!!!) but i think specifically his hair being messed with is a bad trigger for him. makes him freeze up n go nonverbal for hours. dakota knows that he's jumpy about touch but he still wants to do something for him & before the everything he loved them playing with his hair (its so long!! wibby & dakota think its so pretty!! virion's the only one who knows how to braid it because of his mom!! ashe melts into a puddle over it every time because nobody's ever done that for him before!) so he goes to just run fingers through it & ashe just. fullbody locks up and goes weird and still and silent & doesn't protest or fight back when dakota shakes his shoulder or smth and his eyes are distant and sort of dark and empty like virion's were most of the time when they first met him... maybe he wants to cut it a little bit just because he hates that it's been covered in The Ooze and he can't do anything with it without thinking about how the trickster would do the same thing but also he hates the idea of getting rid of the one thing abt himself that he really likes & is a little connection with both of his parents because of the trickster also, when he's already taken so much from him. (it does have to get gross and tangled and matted because he refuses to put it back or do anything to it for a while though. maybe virion helps him sort it out & it's slow and painstaking and miserable for both of them and they both feel better at the end of it.)

[bunniope]

he's kinda serving

[kep1-er]

[nhws]

important stuff from yesterday <3

[gvnner]

“ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ”

Lena sat in her office, the late afternoon sun spilling in through the windows. The day had been filled with meetings, numbers, and decisions that left her feeling drained. Her fingers drummed absently on the smooth surface of the desk, her mind wandering. The door creaked open, but Lena didn't need to look up to know who it was. The air seemed to change whenever Kara entered a room, a subtle shift that Lena had come to recognize.

Kara stepped inside, her blue eyes soft. Lena's heart tightened at the sight. She tried to muster a smile, but it faltered. Before Lena could say anything, Kara crossed the room with quiet determination, her gaze never leaving Lena's face. She settled into the chair opposite Lena, her expression steady.

For a moment, they sat in silence, unspoken words hanging between them. Lena felt the pressure of Kara's presence as a warm, reassuring weight. It was comforting, but also disarming. Kara had a knack for making Lena feel raw in a way that was alien to her. She had spent her whole life building walls around herself, and Kara seemed to slip through them effortlessly.

Lena couldn't take the silence any longer. "I don't know if I can do this, Kara," her voice was barely above a whisper. "All of this—my family, the expectations, the constant need to prove I'm different. It's... exhausting."

Kara leaned forward, her hands clasped on her lap. Lena noticed a brief flicker of something in her eyes—pain? empathy? something she couldn't place. "You don’t have to talk, we can just sit together."

The simplicity of the offer caught Lena off guard. She had expected platitudes, reassurances, or perhaps even an attempt to delve into her feelings. But this... this was different. Kara's words weren't about fixing things; they were about being present. She offered nothing but silent support. Without demanding anything in return.

Lena felt a lump rise in her throat. She looked away, blinking rapidly to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside, and the gentle rhythm of their breathing. Lena let out a slow, shaky breath and nodded. It was more to herself than to Kara.

She felt a tentative warmth as Kara reached across the desk, her hand hovering just above Lena's. With a small, hesitant movement, Lena placed her hand over Kara's. The contact was electric, grounding Lena. All the noise in her head quieted, leaving only the steady beat of her heart and the reassuring presence of her friend. Her.... Something more.

They sat there, hands intertwined, the world outside slipping away. Sometimes, it was enough to just be. It was enough to share a space with someone who understood. She glanced up at Kara, who gave her a small, encouraging smile. Lena felt a flicker of something new and tender, a feeling she wasn't ready to name. If she were to name it, she would have to embrace it.