#mystic familiar

[bellymouth]

Got to see Dan Deacon on Saturday! Legit cried at one point lmao. After trying to see him for so long it was so surreal and one of the most intense, amazing concerts I’ve ever been to. The energy was increeedible, my god.

Heart is super full and very happy and I can’t believe I’m gonna see Orville peck this week, too. I’m gonna explode (in a good, positive way)

[ravegirlrevelry]

Dan Deacon - Fell Into the Ocean

the water deep down is safe enough to drink!

10/10

[tired-old-soul]

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[darkfluffydragon]

PHANTASMAGORIA! MYSTIC FLOUR :D (Pre Corruption)

With cameos from Knowledge and Eternal Sugar (or Eternal Reverie as I've decided for this AU)

[thesorceresstemple]

[1captainjordan4]

I think Mikey deserves a cat- so my new hc is that bc they arent allowed pets he feeds strays and they flock to him at this point! But later on he does get a klunk <3

[duskerot]

i disappear inside myself / my friends don't know it can't be helped

[Pure You - Nothing But Thieves]

[wutheringheightsmp4]

what if I killed myself

[greyspirehollow]

Vesuvia weekly ; Familiar Swap

Pairings : none

Fandom : The arcana visual novel

Warnings : very angstyyyy ; feeding a snake ; valdemar working on a corpse ; handling of bodyparts ; beetles/insects

Summary : It wasn't the first time. Hells, it would probably always be like this... Not even cold blooded creatures wanted his careful touch.

Liam watched sadly as Faust curled up into a ball onto the draped table, his heart constricting painfully in his chest. He folded his hands back onto his lap after yet another failed attempt at holding the blue snake. Asra had gone out once more, but had left Faust in Liam's care. It didn't seem to bother her at all, but every time Liam tried to reach out for her, to try and carry her like Asra would, she'd recoil. He didn't understand... Was she scared of him? He was certain she'd known him for a while... What was wrong with him?

He sighed and got up, going to the kitchen. There, he picked up the little bucket in which he'd left a mice or two to warm up, and brought the bucket back to Faust. He watched as she slithered into it and started eagerly eating one of the mice. Was he even allowed to watch...? His mind went back to a day or two ago when he'd tried giving her food by hand, which is something Asra would always do -even though he'd been advised against-. The one time Liam had tried, Faust categorically refused to eat the mouse presented to her. It's as if the fact that Liam had touched the food was enough to make it simply impossible for her. He'd tried leaving the mouse to rest for a while, thinking maybe it had to do with his smell potentially tainting that of the small rodent, but even hours after, she wouldn't eat it. That memory alone made the necromancer feel even sadder. He looked away from the blue snake eating, crossed his arms on the table and rested his head into it, sighing. Faust wouldn't let him carry her, pet her, touch her at all, feed her by hand...

What was wrong with him...?

The next few days weren't as hard to deal with as Liam had expected. He simply ignored Faust unless it was time to feed, if only to keep himself sane for a little bit longer. When Asra came back, he thanked him; apparently, Faust had enjoyed staying at the shop and taking it easy for once. Liam said nothing and stayed in his room for the rest of the evening...

Portia, in a hurry, had asked Liam if he could spend the night at her cottage and feed and take care of Pepi, as she was extremely busy with dinner preparations for the Countess and her sisters that night. Liam hesitated, but accepted, a small spark of hope in his chest. As the moon rose, he made his way to the small, nature-surrounded house. He searched for the keys for a little while in his pockets, as well as the small note Portia had left him about where the food was. Through the wooden door, he heard some excited -albeit impatient- meowing and smiled. "There there, the food is coming." he said gently while chuckling as he opened the door. He smiled down brightly at the cat, but as soon as she saw him, her pupils blew wide and she took several steps back, back arched and tail puffed in warning. Liam's heart almost shattered in pieces right here and there, his smile dropping. "Oh, of course..." he mumbled under his breath, the door behind him softly. He pulled the hood of his robe over his head, feeling something akin to shame at the way the cat reacted to him. He avoided looking at her, went into the kitchen, simply grabbed the food and put the small bowl in the living room's floor. He then retracted to the corner of another room, from where he silently observed Pepi as she carefully started eating. It seemed putting some distance helped a little...

Later in the night, in a desperate attempt to befriend the cat, Liam sat down on the floor and softly called out to her, extending his hand for her to smell. The cat warily approached, her fur standing somewhat on end as she sniffed around Liam's finger. She let out a confused growl, wondering why her mistress' scent was mixed with that of this...

She then hoped away, going to drink some water. Liam let his hand drop back down, as he knew this was the closest he was ever going to get.

When he noticed Portia coming back, he promptly left the house, walking up to her with a faint smile. She warmly thanked him, before walking through the door of the cottage. Liam distinctly remembers the way Pepi jumped in her arms and meowed happily, her mistress coddling her and pampering her little head with kisses before going to bed, blowing out the candles that had been lit for the night. He doesn't know how long he'd stayed standing there, on the dirt path, fighting back his tears...

It was a normal day. Too normal... Boring, almost. Liam sat there, at the shop's counter, and found himself counting the minutes that passed. His fingers drummed against the glass under his hands, and he sighed. There hadn't been a single client today. It happenes, he supposed. But Gods he really didn't have anything to do right now... He decided to leave. He closed the shop and walked down the streets of Vesuvia, towards the palace. He tried to be quick, but had to take a good few minutes to catch his breath once he'd reached the top of the stairs that led to the palace. Once he entered, he greeted the few people he saw, and walked towards the library. There, he opened the passage to the dungeons and walked down. If there was one person who knew how to pass the time creatively, it was them.

He smiled as he noticed Valdemar at their operation table, as usual, busy with a corpse. They only gave a brief hum of acknowledgement when he said hi. "Would it be strange if I asked you if I can stay?" he asked next. "A little." they replied, not looking up from whatever organ they were fiddling with. Liam fiddled with his fingers. "...So can I stay?" It didn't matter if he helped or not, he just... Didn't want to be alone. He swallowed the lump in his throat at the unfortunate realization he'd just made, and simply stood off to the side, arms crossed and eyes downcast. Valdemar didn't say anything, and Liam took it as a somewhat affirmative response.

Unexpectedly, Valdemar spoke up after a while. "Here, could you throw me this in the pit?" they said, extending a severed arm in Liam's general direction, still not looking up from the corpse they were working on. The necromancer blinked a few times, taken aback by the request but shrugged and executed himself. He took the arm from their grasp, and walked towards the beetle pit, pulling the lever that opened it. To his surprise, hundreds of little red beetles crawled out, and started climbing his legs, some his arms, and others already gnawing at the severed limb in his hand. He froze and stared wide eyed for a hot minute... He could barely even hear the creatures' skittering. The beetles... Were they not... Afraid of him? He tried to gather his wits, and looked at the arm he was holding. They were probably only interested in this... Yes, it had to be the logical explanation. He threw the arm in the pit and watched as most of the beetles crawled back inside, visibly excited at the prospect of feeding.

...But he noticed a few had lingered on him. He hesitantly reached for them and guided them back towards the pit. They weren't fleeing from his touch... He shook his head and closed his eyes, hoping to stop the tears that threatened to fall. He observed one of the red beetles which was still crawling around curiously in his hand. In his hand... He saw it tentatively nip at his skin, and then, with a slightly shaky finger, gently patted it. It didn't flee. It didn't buzz in protest. It... Stayed. Liam felt his throat get tight.

"They must think you're food."

Valdemar's words suddenly rang out in his ears, painfully tearing at his heart. His chest tightened and he held his breath, in a desperate attempt to hold back the tears as well. Food... That meant he smelled of decay. That he felt like a corpse... He shakily let the beetle back in the pit, closed it, and then hurried out of the dungeons without further explanation, leaving Valdemar slightly confused. It wasn't like him to just leave without even waving goodbye...

Once back in his room, Liam shut and locked the door behind him, falling onto his bed and finally breaking down in sobs. He clutched his pillow tight and curled up on himself, letting his body be shaken by the tears. The red beetles weren't scared of him, but didn't love him either, only confused him for their source of sustenance... It was not fair.

how ironic was it that the only living creatures that dared approach him were the ones that thrived around death...?

[aloe-plant-yippee]

really annoyed to see a canon lesbian ship with loads of interesting dynamic and tension that has been expertly built up and then all of tumblr is focused on the non canon gay guys that had literally 10 minutes at the end of anything romantic

like please guys please can we move on from unconfirmed gay guys im begging

i've literally been talking for ages how there is barely any rly good lesbian ships and then we have one on a golden platter and nobody cares

[soath]

Not sure how to explain my enduring weakness for Liliana’s shitty mom antics. It’s just. In a modern AU she’d be 53 year old separated-but-not-divorced semi-employed conspiracy theorist living a cabin off the grid chopping her own fire wood and corresponding exclusively by messenger pigeon. She’s got a an anti-religion religion that involves communing with the moon. She might be on the No-Fly List and she’s definitely banned from multiple local churches. She has a bittersweet relationship with her adult daughter who moved out and got on good medication where she couldn’t. There’s a twenty year old arrear against her for child support but she and her ex still have pictures of each other in their wallets. I know this woman. If she showed up to a family reunion and introduced herself as one of my aunts I would not question it.

[bigstepdisk]

I'll kill for an arc where either one of the kids or Reed learns magic 🫣

I need to see them cringe fail and argue cuz for once they are not on top of the game🫣 I need the bickering the saltiness and petty jealousy on who gets to do it better

It'll be a really cute and funny arc I think

Funniest outcome would be Franklin unironically being great at it cuz he recalls some stuff he saw from Agatha (plus conjuring up nonsensical shit is basically his forte™) while Val and Reed seethes in frustration cuz, while they could do magic, the execution is always a little bit off cuz they keep wanting to break down how the spell works

It'll even be more funnier if Doom gets involved in the mess, cuz Sue had enough of her husband and kids blowing up the garden with failed spell attempts, so Sue called him over.

(Bonus-Bonus: if Ben drags Nicki, Jo and Alicia out of the house to the movies cuz he doesn't want them to join the chaotic mess the Richards are doing.

They come back with the three asleep on the couch while Doom, Johnny and Sue argues as they're fixing the giant hole in the wall of the house)

[kitseledka]

7 and 20? :D

Answering #5

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Since I already did #20, answering #7 and #10 (second asked by @moontape).

7. A quote : "𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏, ��𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 : 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒚, 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕...

10. Familiar : The Lynx phantom, which she calls Nova. She came from The Moon dimension to keep Lucy company and help her on her way, although she is not with her all the time.

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[prolibytherium]

I get the impression that when adopting a dog (esp at a shelter) a lot of people are expecting to get like, an instant connection where the dog immediately loves you, and get disheartened when that doesn't happen. Like in a lot of cases it's not even a deeper behavioral issue it's just that these animals are in a stressful environment and inundated with dozens of strangers every day so are inevitably going to be shy.

There's a lot to take into consideration (esp with shelter dogs with unknown histories and probable behavioral issues) but if everything else is a good match except for the literal 'we didn't form an immediate soul bond', it's probably going to be a good match

[loderlied]

i love when video game mechanics are neatly integrated into the plot like yes PLEASE make full use of the medium to tell your story PLEASE. this post was brought to you by rokurou tales of berseria straight up blocking shigure’s mystic arte in the final fight against him if you have him in your party. such a small but extremely cool moment…

[pageofheartdj]