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ask-cthulhu-mythos-au · 7 months

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Hey.

ok, I know no one's gonna care, and that it's useless for me to post this and ya.

But I just feel bad for not posting regularly, but uh, I'm not okay rn. And what I thought would be just a small amount of time off, is probably gonna be something like a month. I was about to come back because I thought I had mostly beaten what was going on. But uh ya, I relapsed and I'm worse now.

So ya...sorry. but I PROMISE..i think...I WILL COME BACK

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martyrbat · 1 year

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perpetual mourning – batman black and white (1996) #1

[ID: a black and white panel sequence of Bruce Wayne as Batman investigating a murder. He performed an examination of the victim's body and found DNA evidence to convict her killer and then performed an autopsy to examine her stomach contents — which led him to a little 24/7 diner. He walks in, disrupting the cozy scene with his presence.

Bruce internally reflects, ‘People think i'm a knight. A savior. But in truth, I'm only a vessel to hold the memories of those who've passed on. Those who've no shell left to store them. They must think I revel in my victories. It must seem like I never lose a fight. I lose plenty. The ones I couldn't get to. The ones I couldn't save in time. Those are the ones I carry around inside of me. Those are the ones I'll mourn forever.’

He shows the only waitress a photo of the victim's face and asks, “Excuse me. Do any of you know this woman?” The waitress gasps and holds her hand to her head in shocked distress. She stammers, “That's Chelsea, she comes in here all the time. Sits in the same booth, the same time, reads the same book... um, what was the title...? She, uh, left here only a couple of... Why do you... Oh, god. No. Dear girl...”

Back at the morgue, Bruce solemnly gazes down at the woman as she lays in an unzipped body bag. He thinks, ‘Luckily, you hadn't digested your last meal, Chelsea. There're only a few places in the neighborhood where you were found that serve blueberry pie at this hour of the morning.’ He carefully zips the body bag entirely. The identification label states she was a thirty year old caucasian female. The name ‘Jane Doe’ has been scribbled out to now be replaced with ‘Chelsea Rain’. Bruce continues to ruminate, ‘You only have your thoughts and dreams ahead of you. You're someone. You mean something. I'll remember. You're within me now. Forever.’ END ID]

#screaming wailing sobbing....#‘People think i'm a knight. A savior. But in truth I'm only a vessel to hold the memories of those who've passed on.#Those who've no shell left to store them. They must think I revel in my victories. It must seem like I never lose a fight. I lose plenty.#The ones I couldn't get to. The ones I couldn't save in time. Those are the ones I carry around inside of me.#Those are the ones I'll mourn forever.’ THATS HIM!!!! THAT'S BRUCE !!!!! EVERY DEATH HE CARRIES WITH HIM AND FEELS RESPONSIBLE FOR #EVEN IF ITS ILLOGICAL! EVEN IF HE COULD NEVER PREVENT IT. HES ALWAYS GOING TO BLAME HIMSELF AND DEDICATE HIS LIFE TO THOSE WHO LOST THEIRS #HES ALWAYD GOING TO FEEL GUILTY FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO PROTECT THEM. IF HE HAD JUST SKIPPED THAT MEAL TO DO MORE RESEARCH. IF HE COULD OF #STAYED UP. IF HE COULD HAD FIGURED IT OUT FASTER. IF HE COULD HAVE SOMEHOW BE THERE...#JUST ALWAYS FEELING RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERY SINGLE PERSON'S LIFE.#HES ALWAYS GOING TO MOURN THE STRANGERS ON THE STREET JUST AS MUCH AS HE MOURNS HIS PARENTS !!! HIM AND HIS BLEEDING HEART !!!!#c: batman black and white (1996) | i: 1 #crypt's panels #bruce wayne #batman #ransom's recs #<- babe.... new tag... :((

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human-encounters-diary · 9 months

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Day 15

We are set to arrive on Fendaar in two cycles. As we are currently stuck on the SIIR Noxos, I have concluded that the passages of time that I am free of duties would be best spent continuing to observe the human. The human, on the other hand, seemed to have different plans in that matter, as it took me an unusually long amount of time to locate her.

As I eventually found her, she seemed to be working on one of the control panels in the main control room, so I may excuse her absence with duties she had to attend to. As she saw me, although, she seemed rather…excited (this is obviously mere speculation, as the study of the Terran so far has provided far too little evidence to prove such theories)?

As she rolled out from under the control board and sighted me, her face once again split into a wide opening revealing her horrifying amount of teeth.

"Hey! Dude!", she said, raising to her full height and stepping towards me, still baring her teeth, although I did not recoil, as I did not want to seem impolite. She raised her arms, each pointing into a different direction, away from their connection to the human's body.

"Human Quinn. How are you?"

"Me? I‘m fine, the whole 'wandering around in space' thing just made me throw up, I honestly don‘t know why they insisted on keeping me there for two whole days."

The ends of her fingers, studded with claw-like (rather short and rounded instead of sharp, perhaps they were not meant to function as claws at all, or perhaps the beings on Terra were far different from what I knew, and therefore a shape like this was far more useful to hunt) protuberances, scraped over the back of the connection between her head and her upper body. If I interpreted her facial expression correctly, she seemed to be thinking.

"Maybe I got a light concussion too, I’m not entirely sure. But it's improbable, because I’m fine now."

I decided to focus on one piece of information at a time. "Well, this "throwing up" can certainly not be a healthy nor normal process, otherwise, it would not seem so violently painful and involuntary, would it?"

"Well it‘s not…unnatural, it‘s just something that can happen. And about health, it‘s not unhealthy, it usually helps us to get rid of stuff that is bad for our bodies!", she eludicated, moving one of her arms in a rather random manner.

"The scientists have concluded that this fluid is highly acidic. If this 'stuff' is so harmful to you, wouldn‘t it just dissolve in this fluid before being able to cause any further harm?"

Quinn seemed to think about that.

"Well, just because it gets dissolved, doesn‘t mean it‘s gone, you know? It's still in our bodies, and we have to get rid of it somehow. And if it needs to be fast, we throw up. Honestly, I‘d definitely explain this further to you, but Biology‘s never really been my strongest subject, ya know what I mean?"

I did not, in fact, know what she meant, but I decided against questioning her further.

After a pause the Terran spoke up again: "So, this planet we're landing on..." "Fendaar.", I clarified. "Right. So, this planet that we‘re going to, it‘s a desert, right?" "That is correct." "So, is it a sand, an ice or, I guess you could also count rock desert? 'Cuz on my planet, we‘ve got all of those types."

"Fendaar‘s ecosystem is mostly made up out of sandlike landscapes with rather scarce vegetation and biodiversity. Most of the planets in system 36-54 have rather extreme temperature ranges, and Fendaar is no exception.", I eludicated.

"Alright, cool.", she spoke, rolling back under the underside of the control panel she had been working on previously. She seemed to be sitting, or rather lying, on a piece of metal with four small wheels attached to it, allowing her to move it around.

"Your planet.", I initiated.

"Yeah?", she responded, while continuing her work on the wiring.

"Am I assuming correctly that your planet has a far bigger biodiversity?"

"Oh, yeah.", there was a small spring in her voice, as if she had let out air in the middle of speaking. "Big biodiversity. We‘ve got deserts and rainforests, coral reefs and permafrost - although perhaps not for that long anymore - mountain ranges and all that stuff."

"Interesting.", I supplied, for lack of a better response. If Terra had such differences in temperature and landscapes, it was a logical conclusion that the humans had evolved to survive under such circumstances.

"Yeah."

It was unusually quiet for some time. That was, until Quinn rolled out from the underside of the control panels.

"Alright, I‘m done." She took a deep breath before opening her mouth once again. Then, all of a sudden, the muscles of her face started contracting as if she was plagued by an invisible pain. Her eyes squeezed shut and she let out horrifying noise, holding an arm angled in front of her nose and mouth. The noise itself was not particularly loud or long, but I recoiled either way, as a measure of safety. I could not be certain if this gesture was meant to harm me, after all.

Quinn‘s arm sank down again as her other hand rubbed at her nose. She huffed, a sound far less threatening than the one she had produced a moment ago. One of the hair patches above her visual organs raised itself, prompting the question to arise if human hair was controlled by muscles or if it had a mind of its own, although this was a question that could be further investigated later. One of the corners of her mouth raised, revealing the seemingly sharpest teeth in her mouth.

"I guess dust is an inter-galactic thing, huh?"

I did not respond. Her face muscles contracted, causing the skin above her visual organs to crease.

"Hey, you okay? You‘re looking a little spooked over there."

"Human, I do not wish to cause you discomfort, but, if I may ask, what was the purpose of the noise you just uttered?"

She did not respond for a moment, blinking with both of her eyes as she stared at me. It was quite unsettling, considering her previous explanation, that most humans preferred not being stared at.

"I…sneezed?" The creases in the skin above her eyes deepened.

My front pliers uttered another rattling sound. "What is this 'sneezing'? What purpose does it serve?" I admit, I was quite curious. Terrans seemed much more complex than I had previously assumed.

She paused, seemingly to think of an answer. "Well, it‘s like…if something is bothering us at or in out nose, like dust, for example, it‘s kind of the natural response to that. To keep things out of our bodies that don‘t belong there."

"Human bodies seem to require a lot of defense mechanisms.", I commented.

She raised and lowered the connection of her arms to her upper body, baring her teeth once again while raising herself to her full height, using one of her arms as support.

"Y’know, it’s surprisingly hard to explain something you’re so used to to someone who’s never heard of it. I guess I still have to work on the whole 'awareness that I‘m around aliens' thing. S‘ kind of surreal."

She patted off her clothing, as if to remove non-existent filth once again. I had noticed the past few cycles that most of her clothing seemed to consist of several, usually differently-coloured, pieces of fabric.

Her clothes usually covered her body from the connection between her arms and torso to the connection between her legs and, presumably, her feet. Her feet were usually also covered, although I could not determine the purpose it was supposed to serve in the environment we are currently in, although the theory that the conditions on Earth are vastly different compared to the ones on the SIIR Noxos is gaining more probability, based on the Terran's narrations.

The human seemed to evaluate a question she wanted to ask (this is, of course, a mere speculation based on previous observations: her face muscles were contracted to form a crease over her visual organs, which could so far most likely be interpreted as confusion, thoughtfulness or discomfort; her head was both slightly raised and tilted to one side at the same time, a gesture that was most likely supposed to convey an ongoing thought process).

Although, before she could utter a noise, V-7 informed us of a request from the Vitrichl to gather for a matter of importance.

The purpose of his summoning was to divide the crew into several smaller groups that were to be assigned with different tasks to fulfill once we sucessfully landed on Fendaar.

I was grouped with the Terran, which was unsurprising, as well as Tkzt, a member of the species that is widely known across the galaxies as Ctzas (it is to note that the Ctzas have not evolved any form of written language and communicate exclusively through clicking and chittering sounds. The written forms of, for example, names of this species, are written by other species to produce approximately the same sound as the Ctzas make when recited verbally).

Tkzt, as a member of the unit controlling supply chains and keeping a list of the stock of the SIIR Noxos, would make a helpful addition in our task of seeking out the nearest settlement in order to stock up on supplies.

After all matters of importance were settled, the crew dissipated, continuing their respective tasks. The Terran was ordered to stay and to assist the Vitrichl in another matter, which is the reason I did not cross paths with the human again for the rest of this cycle.

Despite this, I am positive that accompanying the human on an foreign planet will give me a further insight into the species' mannerisms and interaction manners with foreign species, which will prove to be helpful further on in studying the human.

#*does that scene from movies but in reverse*#*a bus passes through your field of vision and suddenly I am standing on the opposite of the street in a trenchcoat & shades hiding my face #*In my hand a new chapter*#So honestly #I'm really immensely sorry that I disappeared for almost two whole months without a word #I had a lot going on #Duties #Deadlines #Having to travel out of the country two different times #But now I'm back!!#And I got a lot more free time so I'll be able to go back to my normal updating schedule of once a day #I spent some time thinking about where I wanted this story to go etc etc #But now I'm really excited to have this chapter finally released bc I was honestly struggling with it and the storyline #But now it's done and I'm back on the track :)))#day 15 #nr.15 #I wouldn't be surprised if most of you thought I was just dead and never gonna continue this lol #Also obviously thank you for the messages I got asking if I was okay and if I was continuing this #While also staying very polite #You guys are great <3 #Thanks for your patience and also for the 300 more followers I got while I was gone #Ok now the actual tags this already almost as long as the actual chapter again #I put it under a read more tho bc the chapter itself is also pretty long #earth is space australia #humans are weird #space australia #humans are space orcs #humans are insane #humans are terrifying #humans in space

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solarpunkani · 3 months

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Oh yeah also wanted to share with the Sunflowers that this weekend I’m gonna do one of those invasive plant pulling events in a local park!! Its gonna be my first time going to one and I’m excited (and a lil nervous but yknow). A friend’s also coming with so I don’t gotta be alone, which I appreciate because A: nervous about going alone and B: she doesn’t even like plants or outdoorsy stuff so we have to stan her putting up with my idea of Fun Activity being ‘yanking plants out of the ground’

All this to say I urge yall to go live out your solarpunky dreams. And apparently the native plant society’s website is a good place to start finding events like these.

#out of queue #ani rambles #‘ani thats obvious’ clearly not enough #i always thought these were a like ‘if you know you know’ kinda thing. like a word of mouth thing #or ‘if you don’t walk on the street and find a poster taped to a light pole you simply aren’t meant to know’#but no. all you gotta do is go to your county’s native plant society’s event page and they’ll be like #‘COME HELP US. HERES THE DAY. HERES THE TIME. BRING SUPPLIES. HANG OUT.#man. i need to get gardening gloves huh.#and maybe a tool to bring other than a trowel #well actually it says shovel or trowel #it also says buckets or garden wagons but uh #can’t bring those bc im staying at my friends house for awhile

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goobiestar · 2 years

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Hello everybody this is an emergency!!! Pls buy my commissions!!!!

Pls reblog if able to, im begging, this is the best I can do

So, as some of you know I am a 15 year old living in San Diego, California and prices here are impossible unless you are rich or have family to back you up. So, we don’t have that actually.

My mother quit her job awhile ago but recently got back into another job, she didn’t have a go-to job after quitting her other one which made us 6 weeks behind rent/payment, making us loose over 40k, I am not able to get a job yet so for now, i must do comms.

In just 6 days, we might loose cable, electricity, water, anything! If we dont do something, something has been eating our bank and we need over 4k and right now we have.. $1.36 in total in bank.

Hopefully, i might be able to get started on commissions, please if you’re able to, we might loose something in less than a week if we dont do anything, if you arent able to buy and rb—please just atleast try to reblog, i am panicking right now and I have no idea if this is an exaggeration or not, we NEED money!!

I am only using Venmo:

@Goobiestarstar

Please pm me here on tumblr or on discord (Goobiestar⛱#6188) if interested

(I am so sorry these prices are high, if able to i would really appreciate tipping)

#//important #PLEASE REBLOG!!!#KEEP IN MIND I AM VERY NEW TO COMMS.. SO PLEASE.. understand if i sound stressed or confused im not familiar with many things still #I WILL BE SLOW.. and i am really scared doing this because im goong head first to stay alive rn #will take paypal soon #but for now venmo #i dont think im gonna get any i think this is the end for now im sorry yall #i am just so tired and so scared its too hard to sleep #emergency commissions #art #PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY #i am done acting like everything is okay everything is NOT okay rn #i am actually so scared rn its not fun seeing people out on the streets every day and i dont want to be with them #my dad usually exaggerates so…

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vvitchy-succubus · 2 months

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And if my hands start to get tired I'm going to put on my cozy girl Playlist and read my smutty book.

#i used to be for the streets #i used to get into fights #i used to sleep in the back of my best friend El Camino so i could stay out all night #idk who that was #i am simply too tired now

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izloveshorses · 11 months

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when you think about it dmitry’s meanness when he first meets anya is so funny. he’s like laughing at her for being a poor street sweeper with no money or prospects or family and i’m like. sir u are squatting in the basement of an abandoned palace and can’t afford to eat or share food. you probably don’t pay taxes. you don’t even have a real job. girl what were YOU doing at the devil’s sacrament bread line/soup kitchen 👀

#anastasia broadway #anastasia musical #dimya #anastasia #dmitry 'i grew up in the gutters and the streets of petersburg' sudayev: haha ur so poooor lol get out of here #he deserved everything anya threw at him aslhjkdf #like no wonder she hated him on sight #anyway i love them thank u for coming to today's giggle moment <33 #hashtag stay humble

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covenofthearticulate · 11 months

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absolutely hate reading a post about louis only halfway through the post it becomes increasingly clear that op is talking about amc!louis and not canon!louis. i feel tricked and bamboozled. i want financial compensation.

#it’s treacherous for book fans out on these streets. never know when you’ll come across an awful take.#stay safe y’all

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ventiswampwater · 2 years

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miss ambrose

lester sinclair x afab!reader (with mentioned/implied bo x reader)

rating: explicit

word count: 6.5k

“I been figurin’.” He picks at his teeth, flicking a stray piece of food into the brush. “He thinks ‘cuz he was the first one to see ya’ that he’s got some kinda claim on ya’.”

You begin accompanying Lester on his ventures to collect roadkill. Hijinks ensue.

sorta fluffy, full of tomfoolery and humor, pretty disgusting n revolting!!

idk it’s about nasty handjobs and make-out sessions!! and roadkill!!! kinda infidelity/cheating vibes but it’s on bo??? so does it even count. he deserves it lmao. can fit in with my other fics or can be read as a standalone if u don’t want 2 slog thru me barking like a dog for bo!!!

read it here

also if ur down bad enough, I made a playlist for songs to listen 2 while u collect roadkill with this loser (affectionate)

ALSO this fic is sincerly dedicated to

@raccoonspooky, @ajarofpickledtears, @slutforguts, @darklylucid, @visceravalentines, @bric-a-brac-brooke, and @allthingsblood for commenting on this post n givin me the motivation to finish this narsty garbage

oh also this anon mwah

luv all of u wonderful critters. consider this my slutty halloween gift to u