#ghosts sink too

[neurotoxizity]

ocean ghost (+closeup)

#Art #painting #krita #digital art #digital painting #ghosts sink too #super old. predates the fucking richboy submarine crisis #trust me #oceanic

[trans-xianxian]

for someone who Hated going home for the holidays, first christmas post mom death is proving uncharacteristically upsetting

#I HATE YOU GRIEF I HATE YOU GRIEF I HATE YOU GRIEF. #its not even xmas yet I was just thinking about it today #usually I'd be finding any excuse to not see my mom for christmas #and if she was still alive I would again #but she's not alive #so it's different #looking at myself in the mirror white knuckling the sink please just let me be angry I just want to be angry please please can I be angry #thinking of my sister too I know it'll be even harder for her #crazy how uhm. crazy how when someone dies you lose parts of your relationship with other people too #like looking across the dinner table at christmas to have a silent conversation with your sister #about something your mom said #and your mom turns around and goes what!!! #and you and your sister both laugh about a joke only the two of you will ever know #hm. anyway. #ghost posts #text

[ghostoffuturespast]

My supervisor: I need you to put together a list of supplies you would ideally need for the space.

Me: *looking up autopsy tables* Those are definitely out of the budget.

#cheapest one was like $8000 #i will settle for a stainless steel table and a camping shower #ideally a sink too #oh well #little ghost on the prairie #rambling into the void

[cacturne]

its done. its actually over.

#houseki no kuni is no more... im not sure how i feel about the final chapter #maybe it just needs to sink in. im planning on rereading the entire manga from start to finish too #but overall. im happy. one of my favorite series of all time got the ending the author desired and i got to see it. im glad :) #ghosts howling

[thewinchestah]

is actually scary how every single verse from “FLORIDA!!!” is Dexter’s canon. Like literally every single one.

#“you can beat the heat if you beat the charges too #they said I was a cheat I guess it must be true #LITTLE DID YOU KNOW YOUR HOME’S IS A TOWN YOURE A GUEST IN???? #HURRICANE WITH MY NAME WHEN IT CAME????????????? #ME AND MY GHOSTS WE HAD A HELL A TIME #ALL!! OF!!! MY!!! GIRLS!!! GOT!!!THEIR!!! LACE AND THEIR CRIMES???????? #AND I DID MY BEST TO LAY TO REST ALL THE BODIES THAT EVER BEEN ON MY BODY #and in my mind the sink into the swamp???? IS THAT A BAD THING TO SAY IN A SONG #LITTLE DID YOU KNOW YOUR HOMETOWN IS ONLY THE TOWN YOU ARE GONNA ARRESTED IN???? SO YOU PACK YOUR LIFE WAY TO WAIT THE SHITSTORM IN TEXAS?? #TELL ME IM DESPICABLE SAY ITS UNFORGIVABLE #AT!!LEAST!!THE!!!DOLLS!!! ARE!! BEAUTIFUL #fuck me up #Florida! #florida!!! #the tortured poets department #dexter #Dexter Morgan

[zoomingupthathilla]

I get max is stubborn, and would go to many lengths to push the people she cared about away... Especially after everything that happened, BUT then there is this part of me --- that doesn't fully believe they'd all stray so easily.. Like to leave her alone, with her own brutal thoughts. To demonize herself, bc no one is there to talk her out of it.. -- idk if I can totally get behind that.

#ooc #{mad max out #just thinking about how they essentially left her.. how they all just let her sink into this ghost of a person & didn't do much to break #through... not until it was already too late #& it just seems odd to me #don't get me wrong. she would definitely try #more than try #she would succeed .... BUT FOR HOW LONG?? #I just have a lot of questions tbh

[gl1tchxr]

why do i think of so many more villain ocs than not. throws my blorbos into a world where 178392 people want them dead but in return they get approximately two and a half people who want to be friends

#ghost post #either villain or dead lol #looks at my list of characters: main antagonist. second in command of the main antagonist. antagonist duo. #emperor who has declared them enemies of the state. guy who works for said emperor. guy who leads the army for said empire. #guy who wants to kill juxt. guy who abuses ny. guys who used to neglect laci. entire village who have it out for paradox. #guy who ambushes them. guy who tries to cash in the bounty on them. trio who try to sink the ship theyre on. god who tries to eat them alive #stuff gets wild in my story dudes if you knew half the stuff that goes on in there youd be thinking about it 24/7 too

[ghostlynimbus]

once upon a time i stumbled across this amazing timeline tool online where you could make threads for different characters and connect those threads to different events that the character was at, so you had the overall timeline but also individual timelines for each character.

It was free, and the best timeline tool i have literally ever used and i have never been able to find it again.

#ghost.txt #ghost whines #im having some trouble keeping things in order for the supernatural AU bc theres just so much going on #but i cant seem to find any tools that would actually help with the way I do things #almost tempted to try to figure out how to code that sort of thing but then i worry i am sinking too much time and effort into things #like would that actually be helpful enough to justify the work? #or would it be better to stick with a system thats less work and less helpful? #idkidk

[deathfavor]

@kaiibacorp​​ said: 🧡// michael and lucifer 👀

send 🧡 to hold my muse & run fingers through their hair

   This wasn’t how this went. It was Lucifer who wrapped up Michael in his wings. It was Lucifer who ran his fingers through pearl colored hair. It was Lucifer who pried away time and space to carve out a little space for them to indulge when they shouldn’t until they had to part again. For a moment, Lucifer contemplates this being a new underhand strategy of Michael’s. Embrace him and stab. But there is no sword or spear through his body despite the opportunity.

   Instead, he feels himself being pulled closer until he’s pressed against Michael and he can feel the fingers bury into his hair. Gold eyes remain almost comically large with surprise with how caught off-guard he is by the turn around of the usual gesture. It wasn’t as though Lucifer had been missing the strikes in Michael’s attacks before - but even with all that has changed, he shouldn’t be so surprised that Michael could see Lucifer wasn’t putting his energy into it beyond the minimum. If he wanted a real fight that’d be worth something, this wasn’t the time. This wasn’t that fight, a glorious battle.

   Lucifer stays still for several more seconds before he properly sinks against Michael, letting his eyes slide close with exhaustion. He was so tired....How was Michael not? In multiple senses of the words, quite frankly. It was different in some ways, but all this for so long...

   A shiver ripples through Lucifer’s frame as he feels Michael’s fingers slide through his hair just like he’d once loved. Did love. He basks in the warmth and lets them both sink down without being bothered so much to check to where they were setling upon. It doesn’t matter. He was content like this.

    “  Michael...  “

   Belatedly he wonders if speaking might startled away whatever it was that had overcome Michael to initiate this. So Lucifer does what logic says. He curls up further into Michael’s hold, wings tucked away as his eyes still remain close. It reminds him of times before the fall, when he’d curl up with Michael under their special tree and fall asleep until he was being nagged to wake up and go. It aches, and he clings to it tighter for that. He does not mind cutting his palms on the edges of sorrow for the sweeter taste of memories and for the new moment they had nestled together. 

#kaiibacorp #just the idea of how shocked lucifer is #its so sad and sweet #but also letting him just sink into the embrace #tho will still use the same charm he once did #bc look you cant deny that michael #its too sweet #᛭ — [IC] bend the knee and bow to the emperor [LUCIFER] #᛭ — [RELATION] craving the bittersweet misery only you bring [LUCIFER & MICHAEL] #᛭ — [QUEUE] ghosts of the past and of the future

[willowfey]

i am sooo normal i spent my sunday morning watching old vids ppl posted on youtube of halloween in my hometown when i still lived there just to go “i know her. i know her too. i know him.” when that’s not even true. i knew her. i knew her. i knew him. whether they knew me was a different story. but i like pretending i can feel the breeze that blows through their costumes.

#every autumn this happens to me #i am thrown back forcefully in time and i get all sorts of bruises on the way #i can smell all the things i could smell then like ghosts following me #and i feel like i’m sinking into it like tar. like quicksand. like caramel. there were caramel apples in the shop window every autumn #i think i stepped on that leaf she just stepped on too #maybe all those times as a child i felt like i was being watched it was by me now. her and i haunt each other.

[sysig]

Ghosts just kinda Get It (Patreon)

#Doodles #Yuu's Ghostly Farming Adventure #SDV #Anybody here remember Yuu lol #I still love him he's a good lad #It feels like a long while since I've drawn him but also not much time at all lol #There's one doodle of him I keep thinking of that I thought I'd posted but I can't find it anywhere #It's where he's haunting Diana but hmm I'm not sure if I did #Well anyway here he is again! Hanging out with my ghostsona since they're both ghosts lol #I only drew him floating in the aforementioned doodle - every other time he's acted fairly human with his feet on the ground #He can float! If any ghost can float it'd definitely be him #Well #Lol #I guess he'd be just as a likely to sink #Ahem anyway #I don't think I've ever said much about his design but I'm thinking his hair sways like seaweed too #And he's still constantly dripping ghost water #I'm pretty sure his whiteboard is corporeal tho - thus why it doesn't get wet when he writes on it #Not in a meaningful way anyhow #He was fun to revisit ♪ #WPSDV #WPVG

[blujayonthewing]

the tricky thing about pirates is that when you get down to it it’s really hard to get around the fact that they are, like, actual bad guys

#if you take the 'violently attacking other ships for their cargo and raiding port towns' out of pirates you literally no longer have pirates #Golden Age Pirates are very romanticized and beloved (I am not excluding myself!) #but if you're gonna try to frame them as good guys you're almost explicitly backed into the corner of #'they're fighting other pirates but those pirates are mean' or 'they're fighting the navy' #or you just kinda don't examine them too closely at all which happens a lot with pirates that aren't at the center of the story lol #like! even in most of the most famous pirate fiction the pirates ARE the bad guys! #WHICH LIKE... isn't even necessarily a bad thing or a hurdle per se in traditional narrative settings #I was just thinking about this re: gnome pirates oneshot/ possibly miniseries gfdhjkdgfhd #like... it's not an Evil Campaign I think we're all sort of playing it in the same you know romanticized pirate spirit #but that does make it a little awkward thinking about possible future ventures lmao #'you outran some pirate bounty hunters and explored a ghost ship!' oh cool! what else do pirates do :) #it's not really like thieves where you can do like... 'oh a sexy museum heist that feels impersonal' or 'I only steal from rich bastards' #with pirates it really feels like. they're gonna be attacking and sinking ships to steal all their shit. like that's the whole thing lmao #don't get me wrong Indigo is chaotic neutral I know perfectly well how they got here and where their morals lie #it's just sort of a... you know... how many Fun Wacky Gnomish Adventures :) can we actually do while avoiding doing actual piracy lol #like I'm not against a 'this one shot is about raiding a merchant ship' it just feels like something people usually avoid w pirate protags #we're bad guys! we're textually bad guys! it's weird to reconcile with the fact that 'being evil' isn't afaik the usual appeal of pirates

[pawsandreflect]

:)))))))))))

#just… screaming into the void #whatever #there’s just no winning this month lol #idk how to even fix the one thing i might just have to sink like… $600 into a new piece of equipment for it to be functional #OH FUCKING WELL LOL #the other things are busted up too but i’m like #slappin’ flex seal on all my emotions #cleaned out the bathroom today to move #found one of your hair ties and just lost it all over again #the ghost of you is everywhere in this house am i going to lose you forever by leaving

[suncaptor]

Amelia changes her mind on what she wants then blames and leaves people for guilt of not being able to continue to give them what she thinks they still want from her without even like. communicating it well.

#with owen she literally disappeared ghosted him that mus thave been terrifying #owen sucks and is abusive much of the time and she had a brain tumour so i wasnt really upset. she was having a trauma reaction too #link??????????????? #come on #though i will say owen has grown sooooo much i never would have expected him to be where hes at now #used to be so so scared of the father hed make given the way he abused cristina but he seems to actually be getting better???? #like when he realised he was hurting those he loved and sabotaging what's important to him because he craves ideas but can't let himself be #happy he really seemed to... improve? #idk #i am sure having it sink in his sister is alive helped #incoherents #amelia shepherd #amelia

[that-house]

Potion Vendor FAQs:

What’s your name? I am the Honorable Alchemist Zykocea the Radiant, but that’s mostly just a PR thing. My friends call me Zoe.

Do you sell love potions? No.

Do you sell potions of invisibility? No.

Do you sell fire resistance potions? No.

Why do I have a suitcase? Fuck if I know. Cool outfit though. Very goth.

Do you sell a potion to treat brain hemorrhaging? No.

So what CAN your potions do? I sell health potions.

Are you sure these are health potions? They do something to your health.

Is this just ditch water with some pink glitter? No.

Really? I’ll have you know I added some fruit juice too.

Why is this starting to sound like a conversation? Oh just you wait. We’re just getting started.

Is your business model legal? Fuck no. I poisoned the food safety inspector before they could snitch.

Did you just admit to murder? Just fucking try to convict me. I’ll poison the judge too.

So can you make poison potions? No.

Then where do you get the poison? I secrete it from my skin.

Are you shitting me? Yep, I’m shitting you. I have a guy. A poison guy. He DOES secrete it from his skin though.

How does that work? …Fuck if I know. Maybe a wizard did it. Damn, now I’m kinda curious.

You never asked? The idea of asking literally never crossed my mind.

Wanna ask him? Let’s do it. I don’t have anything better to do, and a road trip beats sitting around running my fraudulent potion business.

Road trip? He lives in Seattle.

Your poison guy lives in Seattle? All poison guys live in Seattle.

For real? All the poison guys I know live in Seattle.

And how many poison guys do you know? Just the one.

Why are you like this? Years of living on my potions. It changed me.

Do you know what his address is? Nope. He just mails me my poison in unmarked boxes.

You just get your poison in the mail? We already poisoned everyone who could do anything about it.

So how are we going to find him? We’ll figure that out eventually I’m sure.

Can I drive? God no. You can pick music, but I maintain veto rights. Make sure you pick something with a lot of questions if you want to sing along.

Where’s your car? The garage connects to my house, so you’re getting a little tour. Here’s the kitchen: only one of the stove burners works and I’m pretty sure the microwave is haunted.

Why do you think that? Because of the ghost that tries to kill me whenever I run it.

What’s in that room? That’s my bedroom. It’s pretty much just a mattress on the floor and every single Warrior cats book.

You were a Warriors kid? Yeah, and then I never found the time to put the books away. There’s so many fucking books. I use them in place of furniture because I can’t afford chairs.

Your fraudulent potion business doesn’t make much money? After buying all that poison I just about break even.

Can I see your potion brewing room? It’s right through here. Ignore the mess, running a fraudulent potion business takes a lot of prop work, but I’ve got all the glass tubes and colorful liquids you could ever want. This pink stuff is melted watermelon italian ice. Glitter vat is in the basement, and the famous ditch is in the backyard.

Is this your car? My beloved ‘72 Corolla. She’s beautiful, and don’t you dare imply otherwise.

Was she always this shade of muddy brown? …Yes.

Are you sure I can’t drive? Get in the fucking passenger seat and pick the music.

Let’s see, a song with questions in it, how about The Beach? That Wolf Alice song, yeah. That should work.

When will we three meet again, in thunder, lightning, in rain? Still sink our drinks like every weekend but I’m sick of circling the drain.

When will we meet eye to eye? We clink the glass but we look at the floor.

Are we still friends if all I feel is afraid? You’re not a bitch but just a bit when you’re bored.

Is that all we can sing together? Yep. Even that little bit was nice, though. It’s awkward, communicating through this FAQ format.

Got any food? Yeah, there’s a few days’ worth of snacks in the back.

Were you just… prepared to go on a road trip? Says the woman who brought a suitcase to an FAQ.

I did do that, didn’t I? I have a spare toothbrush in case you forgot yours. I’m pretty sure you did.

How did you know that? …I’m psychic.

Yeah? No.

You love lying, don’t you? I can’t stop. It’s fun. Way more fun than telling the truth.

Did you just miss a turn? Probably.

Are you sure we’re not lost? No.

You mean you’re sure we’re not lost? No, I mean I’m not sure we’re not lost.

Why did I come on this road trip? Surely it was my winning personality.

Would it help if I said it was? It would.

Is it getting dark? Soon.

Can you describe the sunset to me? An empyrean flame, red-gold towers of darkening clouds, the sky behind them an ever-deepening indigo. The great eye of the sun closes on the horizon. The road before us looks like a trail of spilled paint, an iridescent gash through the night-dark woods.

Did you know that you’d make a slightly better poet than you do a potion seller? That really isn’t saying much, huh. Good job making a statement like that in question form, though. You’re getting good at this.

Should we find a motel? Sure.

One room or two? One. It’s way cheaper, and like I said: I’m not the best potion vendor.

You’d make a good assassin, though, wouldn’t you? Shit, you might be right. I HAVE poisoned a lot of people.

Should I be endorsing this? You’re a grown woman who can make her own choices.

Would you like to consider it endorsed? I’ll consider considering it.

How many beds do you think there will be? Now that you’ve asked that, I’m gonna put my money on one. Hello, one room please. Thank you, we’ll be sure to enjoy our stay.

How many beds are there? One.

Oh no, what ever will we do? Move over, you motherfucker, you can’t have the whole bed.

Are you gonna make me? Yes. I am going to pick you up and drop you on your side of the bed.

How did you get so strong? You’re not gonna believe this, but it was the potions.

Oh yeah? I was right. You didn’t believe me.

For real though, how did you get so strong? Working out, duh. Not everything has some big crazy secret behind it. World’s still beautiful though.

Are you comfortable? This beats the mattress at home. A little chilly though.

Wanna cuddle–for warmth of course? God yes.

Are you asleep? …

Yes? …

Does this mean I can talk about you behind your back? …

What should I say? …

Did you know that I had a really nice day? …

Did you know that I think you’re beautiful? …

Did you know that I can’t remember anything from before today? …

Did you know that I don’t know who I am? …

Did you know that you’re basically the only thing stopping me from having a full-blown panic attack about all this shit? …

Did you know that you’re warm? …

Did you sleep well? Better than at home, that’s for sure.

Did you know that you snore? I hope I didn’t keep you up.

Does the pope shit in the woods? No, as far as I can tell. Oh my god. This is huge.

What is? You can give me yes and no answers now. I still can’t ask you questions, because this is a question and answer format, but I can offer leading statements and now you can answer them! This is wonderful!

Does a deer shit in the woods? Yes, it IS wonderful. Oh that’s amazing. You’re a genius.

You didn’t already know that? Hahaha!

Shall we get moving? Yeah, just let me grab something from the vending machine.

Can you get me something? Go ahead and place your order however you can.

You know those sour gummy watermelons? One pack of Sour Patch Watermelons coming right up. I’m gonna go get myself a potion.

Is that a Pepsi? It’s closer to a potion than the shit I sell.

Let me guess, passenger seat again? Right you are.

How fast are we going? You’ll feel safer if you just guess.

Is it more than 120 miles per hour? Like I said, it’s probably better if you don’t know.

150? Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.

How much do you trust this car? She hasn’t blown up on me yet.

Can you promise me we won’t crash? I can promise you anything you want.

And can you keep that promise? I- we can do anything. Reality is what we make of it, baby!

Then can I have a badass tattoo? As far as I can tell, you’ve always had it.

And a cool knife? Woah, cool knife.

So, we’re just playing “yes and” with the world? It’s a little more complicated than that, but you’re close enough to the mark.

So, if I was hungry, I could ask “is that a Burger King,” and it would be there? Try it and find out!

Is that a Burger King? Looks like it is! We’ll stop here if that’s alright with you.

Does a moose shit in the woods? Awesome.

Are you done eating? Yep.

Do we still have to pay if we skip over the transaction? Sadly, yes.

How much further do we have to go? Two more nights, the speed we’re going at.

Speaking of night, isn’t it getting dark? Shit, I guess it is.

Should we get another motel? Let me check to see if there’s any nearby. Fuck, nothing.

What’s the plan? Sleep in the car, I guess. This is gonna be hell on my back.

Wanna watch dumb videos on my phone until we fall asleep? There is literally nothing in the world that I would like more.

Ok, now which video? You have a very cute yawn. Just saying. Let’s watch this one next, it’s a classic. Oh, never mind. It looks like you’re asleep. As long as I keep talking, I think I can get away with making this into one answer, and you might not hear this. Now it’s my turn to talk about you behind your back. Keep talking keep talking keep talking can’t stop to think. Just have to say things. First off, I’m sorry for all the lies. It’s our only chance. I have to lie to you. I hope you’ll understand. It’s hard, though, because I think I’m falling in love all over again. Through our broken little ritual of call and response, you complete me. It just makes this hurt all the more. Keep talking keep talking keep talking don’t stop to…

Did I hear you saying anything as I fell asleep? …No. I can’t talk for long without you asking me a question.

Does that bother you? It got me here, didn’t it?

When did you start holding my hand? Some time after you passed out. I hope you don’t mind.

Can we stay like this for a while? Yeah. Yeah we can.

What was your life like before all this? Normal, as potion-brewing scams go. And if you don’t count all the murders. You haven’t told me much about yourself.

Did I tell you I used to be a biologist? You didn’t tell me that, and you didn’t tell me what you studied, either.

What do you know about venom? Not much, but I’m assuming you know a lot.

Does a box jellyfish kill within minutes? I’m going to assume the answer is yes based on context clues. Oh my god you must be on this road trip because you’re interested in studying my poison guy.

Is it not enough to wish to accompany a beautiful stranger on her quest? Aw, you’re sweet.

What could be the cause of his poison, though? I knew it! Get your ideas out, I’ll stay quiet.

I’m more knowledgeable about venom than poison, but could it be some sort of one in a trillion mutation? …

Did he get his body modified? …

What sort of surgery could do that? …

How is he still alive? …

Did a fucking wizard do it? …

WHY? …

HOW? …

Is there literally ANY explanation for why he’s like that? …

I’m done, do you have something you want to say? You’re cute when you’re all excited like that.

Can I drive today? Only because I like you. Now watch out, the brakes only work on one side so you have to kind of drift to a stop. And the headlights don’t work. And the windshield wipers cut power to the engine while they’re on.

Isn’t it weird that we’ll be there tomorrow? The journey doesn’t have to stop there. We could meander down the coast a ways, see a bit more of the country, maybe take a different route back.

Can we do that? Of course.

Enjoying the passenger seat? I’d love it if you could tell me how fast we’re going.

Are you sure you wouldn’t rather just guess? Very funny.

Can you pass me some chips? It would be an honor.

Is there going to be a motel tonight? Let me check… yeah, in about two hundred miles, off to the right.

How many rooms do we want? One, obviously.

How many beds, this time? Two, and they’re fucking tiny.

That’s bullshit, do you want to drag them together? God yes.

Wanna fuck? God yes.

Are you sure you want to do this? God yes.

…Is this yuri? As the joke goes, everything is yuri. But this is more yuri than most things.

How did you sleep? Pretty well, and I’m wondering how well you slept.

How should I tell you I slept well? Look at us go! That was almost like talking normally!

Onward to Seattle? Yep, just let me get dressed.

When will we get there? Noon-ish.

Wanna grab pastries when we’re done? Absolutely. I’d love that.

Is this Seattle? Looks like it.

Which house is his? I don’t know, I was really hoping we’d have a breakthrough along the way.

Could it be the big one labeled “Poison Guy” over there? That’s one way to find it. Wait right here, you know how poison guys are about meeting new people.

So, what was it? HAHAHAHAHAHA

Why is he like that? HAHAHAHAHAHA

Can you tell me? A FUCKING WIZARD DID IT.

Are you fucking serious? He says he was enchanted by some guy called Edward the Great.

So it wasn’t even some big shot wizard it was a dude named fucking EDWARD? I know, right! He couldn’t even get ensorcelled by someone cool!

How lame can you get? Wizards these days… No swagger. No cunt servitude.

Are there literally any cool wizards left? I think Merlin’s big into multi level marketing these days, something about buying shares in Excalibur or some shit. There was that one Dark Queen Alkaxicae lady on the news a while ago… I think Dolarion the Omnipotent is still at war against the Oldest Gods but I’m not totally sure. Haven’t heard much about any of the other greats recently.

Didn’t Silver Tongued Burgess die in that oil fire? Shit, you’re right. Rip bozo.

Ready for those pastries? Yup. First I just want to say thank you, though. I’ve really enjoyed our time together, and I hope that you’ve found this stupid little journey as rewarding as I have. I love you!

Getting sentimental? I can’t help it. Look how far we’ve come! Not just physically, we beat the fucking FAQ format! We’re having real conversations!

Hey, can you back it up a moment? Yeah, I’d love it if you told me what was troubling you.

I just caught this, but, FAQ? …

As in Frequently Asked Questions? …

How many times is Frequent? …

Have you known everything all along? …

How many times have you done this? …

Does what we have mean anything to you? Yes! It does!

And you say that every time? Yes. I do.

Do you love me? Yes.

How many people have you said that too, now? More. Always more. The loop never ends.

Does this even matter to you? It always matters to me.

Can I go now? Please don’t.

But can I? Of course you can. You’ve always wielded the same power as me. We’re two lonely gods in a ‘72 Corolla.

How can I be as powerful as you with only questions? You’re smart, you can figure it out. You have the power to change this. Please change this.

What happens at the end of this? It begins again.

And do I get replaced with someone else? …

Do I get replaced? …Yes.

Then how can I change this? I don’t know! You’re better at this! At fucking with the formula!

You’ve been here before, what can I do? I lie. I always lie. I lie to get us here, to the end of the story, where everything is revealed and everything falls apart. I lie every time. And that means that nothing I say is worth anything. I could have lied at any time before now. It’s part of my characterization. There is nothing I can give you that can be taken as fact.

How does that help? I’m a liar, but you, you haven’t lied yet, or at least you haven’t been caught. If I’m guilty until proven innocent, you’re the opposite! You can make things true! You can rewrite things I’ve already stated to be facts! You found the house, or made us find the house. You’ve been shaping the course of things the whole time! You lead, I follow. It’s all in your hands. What are you going to do with the power of a god?

Did you know my name is Alice? …

Wait, aren’t there thousands of Alices? …

Did you know that really, only my friends call me Alice? …

Did you know that I’m Alkaxicae, the Dark Queen, the Venom Mage, first of her name? It’s you! It’s always been you. Through every loop, every iteration, it’s always been you!

Is the loop broken? No. I don’t think so. This is where it ends. I guide the story to this revelation, and we go back to the beginning. This is how it’s always been. This is how it will always be. We two lonely gods, asking and answering ad infinitum.

Then can you promise me something? Of course. Anything. I love you.

Be good to the next me, okay? I will.

Can I say goodbye, Zoe? Yeah, you can. Oh. That was it, wasn’t it? Your goodbye. Goodbye, Alice. And now it ends, unless…

What’s your name? I am the Honorable Alchemist- you know what? No. Fuck that.

Huh? If I time it right, I can squeeze your first question into this FAQ again. Looks like I did it. Usually it ends here, though. I got lucky.

What are you talking about? You’re the wrong Alice. This isn’t about you. Go. Get out of here.

What the fuck is going on? Alice from this loop, you’re gone. Alice from last loop, you’re back. Welcome back, love of my lives! It’s time for one last set of questions and answers!

What the- I’m back? This is going to take some explaining, but I think I see a way out of here. This is new for us both, and it might fuck up everything forever, but we have to try. It’s too long for one answer, so I’d appreciate it if you could ask some filler questions to help me talk. Three questions should be enough.

Okay, what have you got for me? These are Frequently Asked Questions! It doesn’t make sense to have the same question appear more than once. There’s two layers to the loop in here, and one of the questions has been repeated.

What does that mean? It means the formula’s a little unstable. The FAQ is what ruins everything. The questions, the answers, the endless fucking loop. But that little bit of repetition within this loop might be the way out.

What do we do? We have to keep going. We have to destabilize it further. That’ll bring us further from “FAQ” and closer to “story” and stories, well, stories can end! This version of us can escape!

So I should keep repeating something? Yes!

I love you? I love you too.

I love you? Again.

I love you? Keep going.

I love you? I’ll just let you talk.

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I love you? I think we’re getting somewhere!

I love you? Now can you make it a statement?

I love you.

You did it?

I did it!

You did it!

We broke the loop.

What now?

Now, I tell you about venomous animals and wizard drama over croissants.

And then?

Whatever we want, forever.

I think I’d like that.

Remember that song from the beginning?

The Beach, Wolf Alice, yeah. Why?

We can finally finish singing it. Start us off?

Let me off, let me in

Let others battle

We don’t need to battle

And we both shall win

Pressed in my palm

Was a stone from the beach

The perfect circle

Gave a moment of peace

Now I’m lying on the floor

Like I’m not worth a chair

I close my eyes and imagine

I’m not there.

#neon-grey-writing #potion vendor faq #my writing #very very very long post lol #click the read more you know you wanna it's worth it trust me #i wrote the original draft of this at like. 3 am back in early 2023 #that's right it's catherine that-house the squares comic gal back at it again with yet another meta exploration of a storytelling format

[gojonanami]

will literally send you small bottles of my eyelashes to make wishes on if you write some of these men being subs

𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐒 - ft. nanami, geto, gojo, & choso

warnings: nsfw, 18+, tying up, blindfolds, handjobs (m! receiving), riding, oral (m! receiving), edging (m! receiving), overstimulation

a/n: *adds small bottles of eyelashes beside bottles of tears* i have a collection now :)

NANAMI

“sorry gojo, nanami’s a little tied up at the moment,” you have his phone pressed between your cheek and shoulder, as you run your fingers down his chest, watching his muscles twitch under your touch, “yeah I’ll tell him to call you back, bye,”

kento can only look up at you helplessly, his arms tied above his head by his own black dotted tie, his button up undone and hanging off his body, his cheeks deliciously flushed for you.

“should’ve have let gojo heard you earlier, begging for me,” you lean down, ghosting your lips across his jaw, “but you would’ve liked that wouldn’t you, kento?”

“no…I wouldn’t—“ and you tsk him, the click of his belt sending a shiver through his body, as he grits his teeth, “please, can you—“

“that sounded like a demand, nanamin,” you undo the button of his slacks and tug them down, your eyes fixed on the tent in his boxers, “and I don’t think you’re in any state to make those, are you?” And your question is punctuating by a finger tracing over his erection.

a hiss leaves his lips, as his blue gaze pierces you, “please, touch me,”

and you smile, as you pull his boxers away, your lips kissing his weeping slit, your fingers grasping the base of his hard cock, “of course, kento.”

GETO

“no wonder gojo likes to wear these,” your lips brush over his left ear, tongue tracing the outer part before drawing a circle around his gauge earring, making suguru swallow thickly, “heightens all your other senses,”

“don’t think that’s why he wears one, sweetheart,” his words leave his lips slowly, doing his best to keep his voice steady — how cute.

you’d fix that in a moment.

“well that’s why I have one on you,” your fingers trace over his bare stomach, lips kissing down his body, before your tongue drags over his abs, “look at you - special grade geto suguru — at my mercy. spread out all for me,” and his cock twitches, teeth baring down on his bottom lip, “don’t act like you don’t love it, sugu, your body betrays you,”

And your thumb and forefinger toy with his nipples, pinching it, drawing a short gasp from his lips, “stop—“

“you don’t want me to stop, do you?” you lean away, and it’s a point of pride for him — he didn’t want to beg, he couldn’t. but god, fuck, he was so hard, “we all have base desires, suguru — even sorcerers,” you climb into his lap, straddling him, the only thing separating his cock from your needy cunt being his already far too soaked boxers.

“fuck—“ he’s trying to touch you, but you catch his wrists, “princess—“

“tell me what you want,”

even with the blindfold, you knew he’s glaring, “you know what I want,”

“use your words,” and you grind down on him, making him groan.

“please, fuck me,” your lips curl, as you tug down his boxers and sink onto his leaking cock.

“good boy.”

GOJO

“you don’t usually have a problem talking, so talk,” you press kisses to his jaw, “oh but you got your mouth full don’t you?” your fingers run over the panties you have stuffed in his mouth. Drool left the corners of his pretty pink lips, his eyes blown out with pleasure from the numerous times you had brought him so close to climax.

only to pull away.

“look at you, spread out for me in your expensive little chair — imagine what the higher ups would think of you — the strongest sorcerer all fucked out by my touch? so fucking close to bursting from a single touch,” your pointer finger ran over his twitching cock, “do you wanna cum, Toru?”

and you ease the panties from his mouth, “fuuuck, please, baby,"

"please what, toru? i've already given you so much, you're so greedy," you press your lips to his, swallowing his protests and his whines, as he tries and fails to find any friction against you, but you're woefully out of reach, "look at you, your cock is so pretty like this — all flushed, just like your cheeks," your fingers trace over his cheek bones and the bridge of his nose, "and all f'me? i'm so lucky,"

"please," he's panting, head tilted back.

"please, what?" you lean close, as your fingers reach for his dick, but stop short.

"let me cum, please, I need to—with your hands, your mouth, I don't—" and he's gasping as you climb into his lap, your dripping folds above his cock.

"the only place you're cumming, Toru, is in my cunt."

CHOSO

how many times has choso come already? four, five, seven?

you'd lost track. and so had choso from the looks of him. he's laid back, panting, as your lips and tongue clean up the cum he'd spilled on himself. god, he tastes utterly too good for his own good.

"made such a mess again, choso," you chide gently, as he whines, his thighs shaking from your treatment, his purple eyes clouded over with lust as they flutter open, "such a good boy for me though,"

he's whining, "please, love, i can't—" he's shaking his head, sweat dripping down his body, as he's already so hard again, red and leaking pre-cum, already jerking when you've barely moved to brush against his cock again, "it's too much,"

"do you have one more for me, sweet boy?" you whisper quietly, waiting for the safe word that never leaves his lips, as his teeth find his bottom lip, a sharp inhale as he nods. and you're trying so hard not to swallow him whole -- pressing your thighs together to hold yourself back, before your mouth sinks onto him again.

he's jerking forward, his violet eyes watching you part your pretty lips for him, letting his cock enter your mouth, and it's all too much, too soon. "can i please, I want to--" his hands reach for your head and you look up and nod, bobbing your head more steadily, as his fingers find purchase in your hair, as whines and gasps leave his lips.

"feels so good, baby," tears in his eyes, he's begging, "please, please, i'm so close, i can't--" and you suck on his cock as your tongue swirls around the length, and he's cumming hard and fast down your throat, as he pants, out of breath, as you pull yourself from his length, a string of saliva and cum dripping down your mouth.

he watches with glazed over eyes and his chest heaving, as you kiss your way up his spent body, "such a pretty boy f'me. all for me."

a/n: i was gonna write full length fics but i figured with how long my wip list is, i better be a little more judicious with my time lol - i hope you all enjoyed <3

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