#Memory & Spirit of Place

[ancestorsalive]

The Writers' Museum on a foggy day, Edinburgh, Scotland,

Source: Instagram.com/pandeyrr

#Writers' Museum #Edinburgh #Scotland #photography #favourite places #Ancestors Alive! #What is Remembered Lives #Memory & Spirit of Place

[vivi-the-sky-kid]

*old vet voice* Back in my day we didn't need these fancy krill repellent spells, we had...

The Home Glitch

What was the home glitch? Well, to put it simply, it was a way of using the game's menus to keep a krill attack from knocking winged light out of you. Named for the fact that its most common form used the "going Home" menu, this glitch took advantage of the "invincibility" that being in certain menus would give you for things like krill or crab attacks. Another menu that was often used was the emote help menu, though the Home one was used more due to being faster to access, as well as certain instruments that made you sit down to play them

Now, while the glitch would ensure you kept your winged light (and stayed lit, unless you were in Eden) following a krill or crab attack, it was still possible for a krill to fling you away when it hit. Crabs, oddly enough, would just phase through you. I should know. I tested it way back when. Back when collision damage was still a thing, this meant that even if a krill didn't extinguish you, if you got knocked into a wall, you'd still lose some light. However, that was eventually phased out, so the home glitch became basically invincible

That is, until someone (or multiple someones) complained to TGC on the official facebook page and the glitch was removed 😔 A lot (and I do mean a lot) of players were salty about this... including myself, but who's counting? Later invincibility tricks included the sitting instrument glitch, and a few other minor ones that never became particularly widespread, but these too were eventually removed

#sky children of the light #sky #sky history #there is one thing that afaik still works due to not being an ''exploit'' or anything #if you have the chibi mask and table (regular or christmas) they can be used to hide yourself from krills #their spell variants also work but it's best to have the actual versions so the spells don't wear off in the middle of a dangerous bit #what you do is you place the table and position your kid under it #this is particularly helpful for spirits like pleaful parent because it allows you to keep the memory going while also avoiding danger

[innervoiceartblog]

Colours of the morning - Byron Bay

Friday, 27 March 2015 - Photo © Sean O'Shea Art

#byron bay #morning #photography #ocean #Sean O’Shea Art #favourite places #memory of place #memory & spirit of place

[swiss-army-fangirl]

ah shit lads complicated feelings abt how to define ‘home’ came back to get me

#‘zillowed my childhood home it looks different it made me sad’ brother at least it’s still a tangible Place. #the walls are a different color. maybe they put down new carpet. but the Bones are Still There. your memories and spirit still live #in the drywall #the studs and the wires #so many of my Homes are Gone. torn down and built over for something New #like ………… idk it’s not a competition but it just blows my mind

[chloecherrysip]

breaking news: local woman goes to the movie theater and somehow DOESN'T see the mario movie again for the millionth time? who IS she??????

#this APPEARS to be a non-mario related post but stick with me i'll bring it back around in the tags #instead i saw the japanese stage production of spirited away (subtitled) and it was absolutely lovely :) :) :) #i LOVE spirited away (makes me cry every time) and i LOVE theatre and to see how they translated so many incredible sights #from the movie to the stage was delightful #but let me tell you...the mario brainrot runs deep right now and my treacherous thoughts started taking me places #mario spirited away AU?? is that anything?? tragically separated bros fic where luigi is in the chihiro role and mario is in the haku role? #where mario saved his brother's life many years ago but lost his name and memories in the process and was corrupted by bowser's magic #and the experience was so traumatizing that luigi forgot about the other world they found together and has been told for years #that his brother simply drowned in the sewer saving him #and then as an adult luigi finds his way back into the world and has to serve bowser and fight the mushroom kingdom to survive #but at least he's being helped by a strange half-human creature who somehow knows his name without being told. at least there's that #I GOTTA PONDER ON THIS A LITTLE MORE BUT THERE IS SOMETHING HERE. I'VE GOT SOMETHING GOING ON WITH THIS #something that hasn't come up yet on this blog but is crucial to one's understanding of me: i LOVE weird AU's #i've never met a weird AU that i couldn't make work somehow. just watch me!!! #and also if you would want to see more elaboration on this let me know lol

[astral-express-family]

Oh hey I don't think I ever posted this here. Family flowchart moment.

Familial day seemed like the perfect day to drop it <3

I can't believe I forgot to add Jasmine, my wonderful and lovely sibling-in-law Jasmine who I love to death <3

#familial f/o #s/i | celine aers/brown | detectives united #🔥👑 the scarlet princess | yasmina taylor #🪪💅 a shifting form | althena rivera #🫥🕵‍♂️ the invisible detective | dorian brown #placeholder eric trix tag 💜 #🫥🥀 blue rose in bloom | mortimer brown #👻🏨 the man who talks to ghosts | james blackthorne #🕰🪞 step into a memory | anna gray #🖼🎨 painting of the self | dorian gray #💀⌛️ a spirit tethered to earth | richard gray #⌚️🏞 another time another place | alice gray #🐶🕵‍♀️ full time detective part time dog mom | amber edevane #📜📞 limitless information | shade #placeholder jessica blackthorne tag 💜 #💛❤️💜 brought together by fate 💜❤️💛

[harleyification]

Hey look, I finally got to write some Moon Son!!! I’ve been heavily inspired by Lollipencil to start seriously writing for this AU, and so I decided to start at the beginning…how I think it all began. However, heed the tags, because this starts really dark. This idea has been traveling around in my brain for several months now, a culmination of A. Letting Marc and the others become a fist of Khonshu early, B. Their mother being shitty and abusive like in the show, and C. The comics interpretation of Marc possibly getting DID due to almost getting killed multiple times in his life.

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence (nothing too graphic but there is a lot of blood), attempted murder, attempted maternal filicide, hints of physical and mental abuse. Please be careful reading this, and enjoy.

It’s hard to breathe. His chest hurts, with every staggering breath making his collapsing lungs ache, each one sounding like a death rattle.

Because that’s exactly what it is – a death rattle.

Marc can’t remember how he got here tonight. The memories were blurry amongst the last few minutes, quickly fading away as blood loss settled in. Red pools dragged behind him in a trail as the teen desperately tried to crawl away from the monster behind him, trying to find help. But no one is around, it’s just the two of them, and she’s still looming over him like a predator that has caught their prey. Marc can see her shadow and the knife that she clutches in her hand.

Marc doesn’t look back around. The room is getting dizzy.. He needs to hurry, he– he doesn’t want to die, please– he’s only fifteen, and his life was shitty, and he hates his abusive mom and his neglectful dad who let it continue, but he never thought that she would ever go this far. He never fucking thought that she would ever take it this fucking far.

She’s saying something behind him, but the words hardly register. They sound shocked. There were repetitions of “...my god, my good lord, what have I done…”, but Marc doesn’t turn back around. He doesn’t care anymore. He’s so fucking scared, one hand clutching onto his wounds and the other grasping the wooden floor to slide himself away.

All of a sudden, the chattering from the monster came to an end. There was resolute silence for a mere second, the only sound being Marc’s labored and pained grunts. Then, the sound of shoes walking away, leaving him to die slowly and... alone.

But he doesn’t look back. He fucking can’t.

Not when the doors and the phone and help was so, so far away, and he’s losing himself rapidly.

“Help…” he calls out, but it sounds far away to him. One hand forward, pull his body with it. One hand forward…and pull…reach forward… and…

He’s slipping. He can feel it. It should be scary, but more than anything he is exhausted.

He comes to a rest at the foot of something hard. Gazing up tiredly, his blurry vision makes out the stone mask of some kind of bird-faced humanoid. It was small, miniature, meant to be a decoration for wherever they were. Funny enough, despite its uncanniness, Marc can’t look away. It was better to look at it than at his lonely surroundings, he kind of thinks…

He will close his eyes for a minute. Just for a minute…then he’ll…ask for help…

—

"Hmm… a little young to be a fist. A bit too young, maybe. But it has been centuries, and I require someone, anyone, to take up the role at last. What do you say, child? Would you like to live and get away from the ones who have hurt you most?

….

All I ask in return is that you shall fight in my name and do the bidding of the night. Protect travelers who walk underneath the stars, in every way that you must, no matter the deed. Whenever the shadows demand it, you must heed their calls. Protect the lost ones, as you were once before.

…

Good. Very well. This will be very interesting indeed. Now, sleep child. Your body must heal. I shall guide you to safety."

—

Wary eyes blink open to minimal light in a sea of darkness. He was dizzy, his eyes swimming momentarily as his hand reached up to rub his temples. The teen looks around, eyeing his surroundings with open confusion as everything registers around him.

He was in an alley. A dingy, fucked up one too, as it had trash everywhere and there were mysterious stains on the concrete not too far beside him. The sources of light were coming from street lamps that lit up the asphalt streets and illuminated the boy’s uncomfortable hidey-hole.

He gets up, grunting as his aching limbs protest. “What in the bloody hell…?” he mutters to himself as he cautiously steps out into the open, seeing no one in sight. The streets were empty, the city was silent, and there was no moon or stars to be seen in the smoggy sky.

And just as suddenly, the quiet was destroyed by the sound of distant gunshots. The teen looks towards their direction and makes a mental note to not fucking go anywhere near there anytime soon.

The boy steps further out into the light, and almost screams when he sees the sight of his own bloody hands and clothes. They were fucking caked in red, making the teen look down the front of his shirt to see where it was he was hurt.

But…there was nothing. He pulls up his sleeves, and his skin was still unharmed.

That just makes it worse though. He gulps, shoving his hands into his pockets as if it would hide the crime scene that he practically emits. If the blood isn’t his, and if he can’t remember where it came from…then that just makes things a hell of a lot harder to figure out.

Steven has woken up many times before in weird settings and situations, but waking up has never been like this before.

There was the sound of sirens now, police and ambulance alike. There was the gleam of a needle on the building’s corner that glowed in the streetlight, prompting Steven to walk even faster. There was even the distant resonant sound of hair-raising cackling, as if through a speaker.

“Sheesh. With this commotion, you’d think I’d somehow wound up in Gotham…” Steven grumbles as he hunches himself down lower, trying to be inconspicuous.

He doesn’t know where he’s going, or what’s going on, or what his plan is exactly, but…but there is always one thing Steve knows that he is good at and can rely on.

He can figure things out. He’ll be able to get through this and make his way back home, surviving on the streets if he has to. He’s sure of it.

#TW blood #TW attempted murder #TW implied abuse #If you don't like this for Moon Son canon u dont have to. Literally do whatever u want with Moon Son it is free real estate!! #Some Context: Marc already has DID but in this AU Khonshu's spirit and the Gift of Chorus make it to where Steve and Jake have their own #suits and souls! #Woah hey that's a good title for this AU. Suits and Souls.... #But anyways if you want the TLDR for this: Marc's mom reaches her edge and takes her anger out on Marc in a deadly way. Realizing what she #has done she leaves Marc to die. OR alternatively she kills herself in order to not face repercussions. Whichever you think works best #Steven finds himself with no memories out in the middle of some random city which he will find out eventually is Gotham. #Also this takes place either in the home or in a museum. I couldnt decide so I made it ambiguous JSADJASIODA #It's short too cause I really dont feel like writing 10k tonight sajdkljasdia #BUT HEY I FINALLY WROTE SOME MOON SON!! YEAAH #Moon Knight #Moon Son Propaganda #Batman #Batfamily

[empyreanmirror]

sunflowers in our hair

#in a cathartic way. Children of the Sun came on and that was a Yahar'gul song and i need to get over - i mean no. i Am getting over #the fact that post-false-memories im going to have complex feelings about that place. especially meeting Agnus there and he showed me #his studio and i know it was mindspace stuff but it was one of my early post-cult spiritual experiences and like #his studio ITS NOT... REALLY ACTUALLY A THING. it isnt astral. BUT its been a big inspo to my art since i saw it and #like. idk. it may have been mindspaces... both Lull and Agnus' but it was a nice place when it was Agnus and also #im struggling against false memories by saying ''literally nothing happened none of it was significant'' i think its more helpful to say #that the story was important to me. the fiction felt like home. doesnt matter that it was fictional right now what matters is it felt like #home and ill go from there. i enjoyed the story. and. you two alongside other spirits saved my fucking life #agnus if you hadnt fucking come in when you did id be dead. that goes for multiple people but like. each individual experience #of saving my fucking life deserves to be honoured lmfao. #OC: Agnus #as in. #Spirit: Eastern Sun #Spirit: Red Sky #<- in fictional masks bc thats all i would listen to when i was a pc pagan #Primogenitor's Child #<- going to be my bb tag instead of brutally butchering the world. i wont be using it often but #Spiritual Art

[grimgummiesart]

Every day is Halloween becuz I said so

#Gummy rambles #I don't get to celebrate it but the memory of celebrating it with my friends as a kid will always hold a special place in my heart #plus it's the thought and spirit that counts haha #I remember I dressed as an angel the first time I went trick or treating #I had pink wings :3

[wosocomix]

wtf is going on with Italy's women's team? Feels like since right before the euro's last year, everything went to shit. Btw did you see their group photo that the team's insta posted shortly ago, it looked so awkward 💀

We are still stuck in the middle age, apparently.

I just want to see the players giving a f*ck about their situation but they seems content with everything FIGC is doing. The bare minimum is enough.

#anon #laura giuliani yesterday said that playing at castel di sangro will lift their spirit because they have good memories of the place #madame... cut this bullshit

[ancestorsalive]

Symbols of the Ancestors from folk embroidery and weaving, Belarus, drawing by M.S. Katsar.

- Image source - MagPie (aka Olga Stanton)

#ancestors alive! #what is remembered lives #memory & spirit of place #ancient ways #sacred ways #folkways #love #life #traditions #past times #symbols #SymbolSpeak #embroidery #weaving #Belarus #M.S. Katsar #drawing #sewing #stitching

[spookcataloger]

Secret Room

#Creepypasta #black text #medium read #ghost story #apparitions #malevolent spirits #childhood memories #spooky places #spooky

[innervoiceartblog]

"We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves. I wish for all this to be marked on my body when I am dead. I believe in such cartography - to be marked by nature, not just to label ourselves on a map like the names of rich men and women on buildings. We are communal histories, communal books. We are not owned or monogamous in our taste or experience. All I desired was to walk upon such an earth that had no maps."

:: Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

Photo by Sarachmet

#Autumn #love #life and death #The English Patient #heart and soul #photography #Sarachmet #Michael Ondaatje #the reading room #at the movies #lovers #tribes #cartography #memory & Spirit of place #nature #histories #books

[innervoiceart]

The Fowler, Martin Carthy with Dave Swarbrick

#youtube #Martin Carthy #The Fowler #Folk On #Byker Hill #Dave Swarbrick #folkways #retro music loves #traditional music #english folk tunes #english folk music #memory & spirit of place

[morsking]

everything in nier is about kaine. *nods slowly and sagely*

#kaine is yoko taro's testament to humanity #a person so beautiful and so full of anger and hostility after having been subjected to unimaginable cruelty and loss #but also a person who found it in her to love other people and bond with someone who like her was also lonely #kaine is the reason why emile who in turn is the embodiment of the human spirit chose to keep fighting for eons after all his friends died #and after his self fragmented trying to defend the only place that tied him to his memories of kaine #that fierce loyalty and protectiveness made kaine the perfect template for yorha androids #but those qualities also made them capable of tremendous emotional evolution #because the bonds they foster are what inspire the pods to defy their directive and salvage A2 2B and 9S #that remnant of human love that marked kaine marked all existence surrounding her #and therefore it's love that triumphed in that broken world #the will to go on no matter what hardships no matter what suffering ravaged the world was born out of human love #kaine's human love #nier automata spoilers

[astral-express-family]

Ramblings about my Detective Family because I love them sm and today is family day

They're my family in the way they are because i got into the series when i was around... 15-ish? i think? and i was at a bit of a low point then so i latched onto them as a family. I played the game Haunted Hotel: Death Sentence and then it spiraled from there. As a result my Detective Uncle James still has a special place in my heart <3

(under the cut 'cause this is a big family so it's gonna get Long)

Dorian Brown - My dad fr fr. He's invisible. When i first got into the game, i honestly wasn't super fond of him. I grew fond of him after a little while, watching thru YT playthroughs of the game and just seeing him more.

Mortimer Brown - Best uncle. Dorian's twin and a former criminal who went through a redemption arc, but still supports my chaotic antics. When i say that i don't have a favorite family member, i'm lying. It's him.

(Honorary Mention, Arabella Brown - My aunt, elder sister to the twins. Dotes on me fr fr. Has a husband and son, they're family but i don't have the mental energy to elaborate on the two of them.)

James Blackthorne - Listen i just think they're found family sibling energy. As a result, he's my uncle. He's probably my favorite of the trio, and he spoils me with affection. He has no inherent magic, and he's surprisingly fierce if you don't know him.

(Honorary Mention, Jessica Blackthorne - The wife of Uncle James. She doesn't get a lot of characterization in the game itself, but i love her she's my aunt.)

Anna Gray - Found family sibling energy. She's just my aunt it is what it is. She can time travel, and i love to hear her stories about her time traveling exploits. She's also immortal but we don't need to talk about that ;P

Dorian Gray - Anna's husband and my beloved uncle. He does painting as a hobby, and i do it with him! Also immortal, thoroughly a reference to the story The Painting of Dorian Gray, if that wasn't obvious.

Richard Gray - GRANDPA-CORE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!!! He's Aunt Anna's dad, and he's an asshole (affectionate). He's a ghost, bound to his own skull which Aunt Anna carries around. He's prickly and kind of rude, but he has a soft spot for his granddaughter and grandniece (me). They wrote him out of canon and i will forever be sad about it.

Alice Gray - My cousin we're best friends forever. Anna and Dorian's daughter, we love to hang out all the time. Inherited a different version of her mom's time powers. I cherish her and she cherishes me we love each other with our whole hearts.

Amber Edevane - My aunt, in a convoluted sort of way. Not too much older than i am now (like six or seven years-ish i think), but i latched onto the series when i was like fifteen so it is what it is. No-nonsense and protective, but loves her family.

Shade - MY AUNT FOREVER AND EVER!!! For the sake of my selfships, Amber's my aunt through her. She's my aunt through sibling energy with Dorian. Sorely underutilized in the games themselves, i will miss her forever. Same age as Amber but i latched onto her for the same reason as i did Amber. I adore her and i'm super clingy to her.

#🫥🕵‍♂️ the invisible detective | dorian brown #🫥🥀 blue rose in bloom | mortimer brown #placeholder arabella brown tag 💜 #👻🏨 the man who talks to ghosts | james blackthorne #placeholder jessica blackthorne tag 💜 #🕰🪞 step into a memory | anna gray #🖼🎨 painting of the self | dorian gray #💀⌛️ a spirit tethered to earth | richard gray #⌚️🏞 another time another place | alice gray #🐶🕵‍♀️ full time detective part time dog mom | amber edevane #📜📞 limitless information | shade #💛❤️💜 brought together by fate 💜❤️💛