#instead it haunted me for Months....

[girlscience]

deleted youtube off my phone again, maybe it will stick this time. started duolingo japanese again, maybe it will stick this time. started doing math problems to relearn calc and physics, maybe it will stick this time. am going to the gym in the morning (psyched myself out this morning worried about time so I didn't go today), maybe it will stick this time. been working on keeping a clean kitchen, maybe it will stick this time. tried to get healthy(er) groceries yesterday, maybe it will stick this time. have actually read multiple books this year, maybe it will stick this time.... this isn't just a me problem right??? I feel like I am constantly spiraling around the things I want to do and never actually sticking to them. It's kind of exhausting.

#i am sitting at work daydreaming about running off to another country or making these huge wild changes and becoming my ideal dream self #but the thing is so much of that person is just 'does the things i say i am going to do' #or 'doesn't procrastinate on life' or other similar things #ACTUALLY writing that out I paused to make a car appointment I've needed to make for like 2 months so I am trying ya know #I gave myself a sticker for it next to the appointment note in my planner cause I have the same reward system as a 3 year old lol #but like... I could have gotten rid of all the stress and had this over and done with three months ago if I had done it then!! #instead it haunted me for Months.... #and literally everything I want to do to become that dream self is all achievable stuff!! nothing I have listed is outrageous or crazy #it's just don't procrastinate. work on my brain and body. don't spend 8 hours a day on my phone. (if you break it all down) #THATS NOT HARD STUFF WHY DO I KEEP FAILING AT IT

[notebooks-and-laptops]

If u ever feel bad about yourself know that today at work I got so invested in a debate we were having surrounding whether social media was a good or a bad thing, that I loudly exclaimed "there's no library writing group that wants to read about my two favourite fictional guys kissing" and then had to exist while everyone stared at me like I'd grown two heads

#you would think this was a made up story from 2014 but this is in fact my life #i work with pretty straight laced dudes too so. this will forever haunt me #i was just so sick of the argument that all my interests could he matched by people i could meet in my local community #and to be clear i LOVE my local community i go to my local libraries book club once a month and have coffee with the old ladies who run it #and im about to start going to a weekly dance club run by my community #but online spaces offer me a different type of interaction with different types of communities i struggle to find irl #was the point i should have made #instead i said thus

[wonder-worker]

I've been thinking about the tragedy of Elizabeth Woodville living to see the end of her family name.

I don't mean her family with her husband, which lived on through her daughter and grandson. I mean her own.

Her sisters died, one by one, many of them after 1485. When Elizabeth died, only Katherine was left, and she would die before the turn of the century as well.

All her brothers died, too. Lewis died in childhood. John was executed. Anthony was murdered. Lionel died suddenly in the peak of Richard's reign, unable to see his niece become queen. Edward perished at war. Richard died in grieving peace. For all the violence and judgement the family endured, it was "an accident of biology" that ended their line: none of the brothers left heirs, and the Woodville name was extinguished. We know the family was aware of this. We know they mourned it, too:

“Buy a bell to be a tenor at Grafton to the bells now there, for a remembrance of the last of my blood.”

Elizabeth lived through the deposition and death of her young sons, and lived to see the end of her own family name. It must have been such a haunting loss, on both sides.

#(the quote is by Richard Woodville in his deathbed will; he was the last of the Woodville brothers to die) #elizabeth woodville #woodvilles #my post #to be clear I am not arguing that the death of an English gentry family name is some kind of giant tragedy (it absolutely the fuck is not) #I'm trying to put it into perspective with regards to what Elizabeth may have felt because we know her family DID feel this way #writing this kinda reminded me of how I am just not fond at all about the way Elizabeth's experiences in 1483-85 are written about #and the way lots so many of the unprecedentedly horrifying aspects are overlooked or treated so casually: #the seizure and murder of two MINOR sons and the illegal execution of another; #her sheer vulnerability in every way compared to all her queenly predecessors; how she was harassed by 'dire threats' for months; #how she had 5 very young daughters with her to look after at the time (Bridget and Katherine were literally 3 and 4 years old); #how unprecedented Richard's treatment of her was: EW was the first queen of england to be officially declared an adulteress; #and the first and ONLY queen to be officially accused of witchcraft #(Joan of Navarre was accused of her treason; she was never explicitly accused of witchcraft on an official level like EW was) #the first crowned queen of england to have her marriage annulled; and the first queen to have her children officially bastardized #what former queens endured through rumors* were turned into horrifying realities for her. #(I'm not trying to downplay the nightmare of that but this was fundamentally on a different level altogether) #nor did Elizabeth get a trial or appeal to the church. like I cannot emphasize this enough: this was not normal for queens #and not normal for depositions. ultimately what Richard did *was* unprecedented #and of course let's not forget that Elizabeth had literally just been unexpectedly widowed like 20 days before everything happened #I really don't feel like any of this is emphasized as much as it should be? #apart from the horrifying death of her sons - but most modern books never call it murder they just write that they 'disappeared' #and emphasize that ACTUALLY we don't know what happened to them (this includes Arlene Okerlund) #rather than allowing her to have that grief (at the very least) #more time is spent dealing with accusations that she was a heartless bitch or inconsistent intriguer for making a deal with Richard instead #it also feels like a waste because there's a lot that can be analyzed about queenship and R3's usurpation if this is ever explored properly #anyway - it's kinda sad that even after Henry won and her daughter became queen EW didn't really get a break #her family kept dying one by one and the Woodville name was extinguished. and she lived to see it #it's kinda heartbreaking - it was such a dramatic rise and such a slow haunting fall #makes for a great story tho

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

do you ever just sit there thinking about your favorite ocs while violently shaking. god. clenches fist. They're So.

#every time a song from their Joint Playlist comes on i go fucking feral #the betrayal the refusal to Let Go the haunting the persisting love the renunciation the resentment the abandonment the resignation #the overwhelming desire to do good vs the fear of admitting you were wrong vs the two people you love most tearing each other apart #AGHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUCK IM SUDDENLY DEEP IN THE ORIGINAL SAUCE #five seconds i was Normal. scribbling welcome home #then One Of The Songs Came On and now im losing my fucking marbles #perceived betrayals leading to real betrayals.... #going too far and now its too late you're Committed you cant go back #he came to you thinking he could make you understand and you could work together to make things Better #and instead you ripped his heart out and left it bleeding on the floor for everyone to see #THEY MAKE ME MORE INSANE THAN LITERALLY ANYTHING #absolutely unprompted #the oc Unwellness comes and goes in waves but its the only true constant obsession with my life #god those three... my dearest darling Trio.... how old are they turning this year? #is it year eight of having them? year nine? #one of the two is for sure how long ive had My Specialest Boy Light Of My Life The Reason I Am Still Alive #the other two came after... maybe only mere months after but he was the first and he is just. i love him so fucking much #he is so so personal to me. he has a permanent place carved out in my chest #he sleeps on my ribs <3 #the other day i was reminiscing about his development over the years. his changes his different Versions #and fuck... he's really changed with me huh?? #his past selves are echoes of my own self over the years #like he is Very different from me but at the same time. i created him with little pieces of myself sewn in #we hold the same views the same beliefs. im not him and hes not me but we're Kindred yk yk #i think i need to go listen to his playlist.... how long is it now... let me check... 15 hours 13 mins... 228 songs... #my gay 5'2 powerhouse of a guy. him <3 #maybe 'them' too he's played fast and loose with gender over the years. holy shit wait #his development echoes mine... i characterized him as 'fucks with gender norms' long before i realized my own gender fuckery #god damn. i love him even more now. i didnt think that was possible. im going to cry. hes so important to me #he has been with me through my worst years... and will be with me through all the hard times to come <3

[thewinedarksea]

we went to iceland!

#it was our 5th year anniversary trip. yes we went the first week of october yes i am posting this more than a month later this is bc im #allergic to social media and will forget for weeks on end. it is a miracle this is getting posted at all. #anyways!! iceland is the most beautiful country ive ever been to. literally in love. incredible time. most of these are from reykjavik #proper. top left is the view right across from our hotel (haunts me still I Miss Her). middle is black sand beach. top middle is me and my #most beautiful wife who didnt like her face in this so she is instead a heart (tragic bc i looked amazing in this set). #pls know that every picture that i will be posting my wife took bc she is a camera GODDESS (all from her phone bc she does hard mode). dont #ever make the mistake of thinking i am posting my pics i cannot take them and they always come out blurry #everyone *suffered* with my snapchats and then i went and posted the Good Ones #we did an escape room in reykjavik too--mafia-themed it was great--and walked all over and ate a great deal and saw so very many cats. huge #fan of all the cats. #prepare for spam #iceland trip #mine.txt #my face #i think is my tag? #i reach for you in the night

[gummy-wormies-blog]

mobius just stands still, sunrays warm on his skin.

he sighs quietly, not looking at anything in particular.

letting time pass.

after a couple of minutes, he looks up, determined.

"okay, enough time has passed, it's time to get loki back."

mobius mutters softly, his expression getting serious, as he pulls up the tempad.

he can't just let him go like that after all this, after all that happened. he will work it out.

he will find him. he will get to him.

he won't let loki be alone.

ever again.

#let me have a little treat please:((( #it's a bit fast for my liking BUT I DO ENJOY THE POSSIBILITY YOU KNOW #go mobius go bring your boyfriend back asap #gummy wormies brainroting again #wish i could draw this actually but im not in resource right now for this (( might get to it though but i just needed to get this out srry #loki series #loki season2 spoilers #loki spoilers #loki #mobius #lokius #they will be haunting my mind for months to come i swear #bruh i accidentally wrote timepad instead of tempad the first time i posted lol im slowly loosing it guys

[amarimeta]

wait okay. on the topic of people not enjoying the leftovers like i do. my friend's parents started it towards the end of january (per my recommendation of course) and i was getting very minimal updates from my friend. three weeks ago she texts and she's like "my dad is coming around to it but my mom still hates it. they're on season 3 btw" i'm like OKAYYYYYY HE'S COMING AROUND TO IT!!!!!!!!!! two days ago she texts me like "yea i think they've given up on it. my dad might finish it on his own but my mom didn't like it" so then i start wondering where in season 3 they left off. did they get to see _________? she checks the family hbo and they're on season two. episode nine.

EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?? U MEAN TO TELL ME YOU JUST WATCHED THE LEFTOVERS SEASON TWO EPISODE EIGHT "INTERNATIONAL ASSASSIN" ONE OF THE BEST EPISODES OF TELEVISION TO EVER AIR AND YOU JUST. STOPPED??????

#i'm haunted by this. #need to go to her house and talk to them. i was actually there like a month back but i completely forgot to talk about it with them. #need more friends with parents like brinker's mom who is watching the gilded age season two and live texting her thoughts <33 #meanwhile one time i asked my other friend to ask their dad what he thought of the americans and he CHAT GPT 'ED IT. #society if my friends had the same taste in television as me ..... instead of all of their parents...... #imagine watching international assassin and then being like “well. that's enough for me!!!” #HUHHHHHH. WYMMMMM. if i watch international assassin the episode following could be ted lasso season 3 levels bad im still seated. #like i just watched TELEVISION. #is episode nine 'ten thirteen' my FAVORITE episode? no. but STILL #the leftovers #ace.txt

[hana-the-ghostieee]

hey! so um apparently bots keep following me???? assuming it's the same for everyone else

so if you're a person that's following me (why. what prompted you to make a stupid decision) and you have default... everything um maybe try changing your banner, write something in the desc (like pronouns and sexuality and stuff) and reblog a couple of stuff??? unless you'd like to get blocked. which is fine i guess (i question your motives but you do you)

#not art #but like please let me know you are a human #also recently i've seen a couple of stuff #and um siriusxremus now (and forever)* ** #actually tho does anyone know that post with the werewolf: *transforming* you have to go now! i don't want you to see me like this #human s/o: I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOUUU #werewolf: no no i'm just really dumb as a wolf and don't want you to see me bark at a mirror for two hours #i freakin saved it to like 3 boards twice on my pinterest cuz i had to it's beautiful #god i haven't read hp in a long time #and probably won't in the next 4 months #like i used the cube shelf thing where i stored the books as a junk drawer (literally. like candy wrappers) #and then like a small space for my phone to do nothing while i charge it #anyways have a nice existence or something i can't tell you what to do #okay hi im back and sometimes i wish tumblr would let you like drag tags to different areas #like can i change the order you read this??? just like i forgot to add something and i have this. literal wall of tags to go through #but you know what?? imma improvise and use stars instead #* unless the walls caved in and ate me... and i died (or you know i pass away for some reason) #** and even then my spirit will haunt this planet. and then one would randomly hear a voice. reading (assumably fluffy) wolfstar fanfics #and if/when i get reincarnated. boyyyyyyy im going to rediscover the fandom and ship them even harder

[unopenablebox]

in new feats of derangement ive now signed up for a sewing workshop so i can learn to use a sewing machine

#haunting #challenging #etc #box opener #i set up text alerts. so that i would be able to sign up for them when they opened. because they fill up two months in advance #life is full of little mysteries. about me specifically #i wish someone would maintain a vibrant blogging and forum community about their recreational innovations in matlab image analysis instead

[lightkrets312]

I don't know if I believe in ghosts, but I definitely believe in hauntings.

I also believe humans are haunted as shit, which lends itself pretty well to believing in the supernatural and cryptids, so even if they aren't "real", it's easier to believe they are, because people are already haunted.

What haunts people? Ghosts, sometimes. But more often it's less tangible things- regrets, fears, memories. The things you failed to do live in the shadows of your closets, the tasks yet to be completed haunting your desk drawers and cupboards. The fear that no one likes you or fails to really understand you leeches into the bedsheets, and soaks the twilight hours in dread. The times you were cruel lurk in your peripheral vision and crawl in the walls, groaning into the night.

The past can haunt you. The present can haunt you. People can haunt you. You can haunt yourself.

A ghost is just one thing that can haunt you.

#my post #long-post #I'm gonna be thinking about death and shit all fucking month. bet. #anyways i firmly believe I'm haunted but the ghosts aren't human. or at least aren't their spirits if they are. #and if i find out i am haunted by ghosts they'd better haunt their loved ones before me #otherwise i will find a way to catch a ghost and ship them off to haunt their loved ones instead.

[inga-don-studio]

Getting emotional over Knott’s Scary Farm vlogs at 1am.

#🎃 cryptid sighting #It’s still the haunt most dear to my heart and seeing the event making a come-back after so many rough years- it strikes a chord ya’ know? #I miss walking into The Fog to usher in spooky season #I’m ridiculously excited to visit Universal Hollywood’s HHN next month as I’ve never been … #-but something in me wishes I could have snuck Knott’s in as well … or even instead-of HHN #If I can afford it maybe that’ll be a trip for next year #Just watched last year’s Grimlifecollective & this year’s Ordinary Adventures walk-throughs & they made my spooky little heart happy

[johnmeowston]

i love you blondie i love characters that contradict themselves in words and actions i love characters who are aware of a future they cannot change yet they still fight tirelessly i love characters who are on the verge of having all of the love beaten out of them but still carry on i love you blondie!!!!!

#IDKK they mean everything 2 me... once again the 5 drag kings named dick mullen #thinking abt how they insist their line of work is not one built upon attachments (and encourages isolation) but #their communist beliefs (the community ones) go directly against that and how quickly they truly form attachments #they make fast friends they visit garte at least twice a month because hes one of the few anchors they have from their childhood #when they recognize harry as their old gym teacher they do a terrible job at hiding how happy they are to see Something that symbolizes #that maybe nothing from the past is truly gone. maybe it is like the tide gently sliding away before rushing back #and instead of this being a horrific idea for them (repeating cycles) they find great comfort in the idea itll always come back. itll #always be here #its a direct contrast to harry who is haunted by a past he cant remember (rather than blondie who longs to return to one they can do nothin #but reminisce over) #IDKKK . ithink abt them forever their middle name is their late mothers first and theyll never truly get over lost companions #they just want a place for all of the people theyve ever loved away from the pale and away from harry and away from everything eating at #their mind #just a place. just a place #txt

[theleafling]

just found out after like 10 months that my school wrote my bly manor yearbook quote wrong. I am actually going to end it all

#btw it was jamie saying one day at a time is what we've got it's what everyone's got when you get down to it #BUT they put “if” instead of “when” and I sort of want to die?? this is going to exist forever and they wrote it wrong #I literally reread it 50 times before I submitted it I know for a FACT that I did not write it wrong how did it take me 10 months to notice #the haunting of bly manor #jamie taylor

[readymades2002]

it is very frustrating because my mom does not know What The Deal Is but she certainly Suspects (for good reason. to be fair to her.) and she has Insinuated and she has Implied but she has not asked anything specifically. and its...not unreasonable for her to do this i guess because the last relationship i was in i didn't tell her for a year and a half. because the relationship BEFORE that was my first and it was with a girl and i asked her EXPLICITLY AND URGENTLY to not tell my dad about it because he was a massive homophobe and i knew this and saw this where she did not and she told him anyway and i have not trusted her since though, having few other options, i have continued to confide in her things that i should not confide in her that have then mysteriously made their way through all our shared coworkers back to me. and its.....its so. i don't know what to do about it. she..."stalked" is the wrong word but she followed my blog against my wishes and knowledge as a child and the more i lost trust in her and stopped talking to her the more she pried into my private life. i know my sister had similar experiences with her. and it has created this cycle where i keep trying to keep her out for my own privacy and dignity and safety and she just gets even more desperate and pathetic trying to get in after breaking my trust over and over and OVER again but i live with her and depend on her for far too many things and so it just. is this. awesomesauce

#have talked about it a bit with a few people and its...difficult? #i have always felt like i was the person standing between my parents when my dad was at his worst #and as kind of like. someone who failed to protect my family from him #and the last few months ive started recognizing patterns where 1) when my parents were united #was when there was a common threat and that common threat was ALWAYS me and my insanity. which feels. bad #and 2) my mother had no one to talk to about the horrific shit he said and so often ended up relaying #some of the worst things youve ever heard to me and my sister very conversationally #every thing he said about me that haunts me i heard when she told me and then went 'ha! isnt that so stupid he would say that?' #like. i guess its. she was a...i hate using it here but a Victim in thatsituation but im also starting to learn #that she was also a collaborator. and that she failed to protect us or take care of us often because she was scared of him #or sometimes because she agreed with him or hated/resented us or whatever. its. um #it is difficult. and every time i try to change and talk openly around her instead of being passive aggressive as i learned from her #she responds in the same guilt trippy icy way and says i am pissy or i think too black and white or do i think shes a bad person #and so i cannot...i cannot grow with her because it HURTS. every time. and ive just kind of...found it harder and harder to talk to her #at all. and her pain fills the apartment because she sees it happening. and it makes coming back here every day #even more unbearable even more crushing and i don't know what to do about it #it has been so weird. ive been trying to...change and grow. to be Real. to be truthful and to communicate well #for my friends and coworkers and family and i feel i've come so far sometimes #and then when it comes to her i just don't know how to do it because i don't trust her. #and when i try it only hurts both of us and i can't explain that to her because she WILL take it personally and she #she...everyone is capable of change. i believe that. to be alive is constant changing. but she refuses. #when she asked me if i thought she was a bad person she answered her own question going 'i dont think so. #i think you see things so much more black and white than i do and you're so easily offended and sensitive. i think im a good person' #not in a...not in a combative way but in a sincere way. and its like. i dont think i even responded i was fucking flabbergasted #where do you even GO from a statement like that lmao!!! god. its so frustrating. it is so so so fucking frustrating

[pyrriax]

somebody needs to hold me back before i start seeing how many fics i can write as a gift to one person. at this point its a self-made challenge to outdo myself for every gift exchange i enter. the first one i write two reasonably short fics totaling 5k words. the second i write an 11k twoshot-thing. the third? only god knows so far. i have two weeks (knowing myself). im being reasonable with my ones for some smaller exchanges but i have a problem.

#haunted ecosystem #the problem is that i like to write a backup fic *and* a “full effort” fic that i know will push the limit of my capabilities #genuinely i have a problem. its fun but also ive gotta quit doing that lol #also i say two weeks because i know im going to spend a week coming up with ideas instead of using my existing concepts #i already have three drafted and i think i might dig up one more and also grab a few from october and see if i can work with them #if anything december is me trying to complete more than one fic in a month. because thats shockingly difficult #i think my problem is the fact im setting my standard higher and higher as i learn my capabilities. its gonna bite me one day and i know i

[glow-in-the-dark-death]

A Week (He Will Take You)

~

Danny moved to Gotham for school, while there he noticed that Gotham's ambient ecto was really murky for lack of a better word.

This didn't really affect him too much besides a mild headache every once in a while but that also just might be stress from all his school work so maybe not.

Anyway

This murky ecto seemed to effect the people who lived there or more importantly the ghosts,

They were visible to the human eye like most ghosts back in Amity but instead of looking very much like a ghost they still looked like humans if a bit off putting.

They all seemed to be continuing their normal lives as if still fully alive, with the people around them none the wiser.

Danny noticed this and began approaching them to figure out what was going on.

Apparently the murky ecto in the city had made it so that they were strong enough to still continue a somewhat normal life but not be able to cross over to the GZ.

In other words they were stuck in Gotham

Danny was the Ghost King so he could easily fix this problem, all he needed to do was give them a bit of pure ecto for around a week to fully stabilize them them then he would just open a portal into the GZ and they could cross over with all their things also transferring into the GZ for their new haunt.

Unfortunately this looked rather worrying to an outsider,

Imagine you're used to your neighbor being very outgoing so you and others see them a lot suddenly this man seems to appear in their life out of nowhere an at exactly one week, your neighbor and all their belongings in their home disappear no trace to be found.

You tell people and they begin saying the same story they knew someone and them a man with black hair and blue eyes appeared in their life, then they and all their things disappear in exactly one week.

Of course the police in Gotham do the bare minimum so they're no help.

But it starts to begin a trend, especially online.

"Oh careful or the blue eyed man will make you disappear in a week"

This of course after time catches the bats attention, Gordon had already given them all the information he had.

"Young adult early twenties, dark hair, blue eyes"

That was it.

The bats look into it and from their point of view Danny is a serial killer.

But they can't find the connection between all of his victims, they range from young children and the elderly from different backgrounds absolutely no connection,

Worrying enough he doesn't just make one person disappear he has taken entire families up to over a dozen, without anyone figuring out how he's doing it or why at all.

The disturbing thing also being that he seems to take everything in their home, leaving it like it has always been empty

Like no one had been living in it.

People have tried to take photos of Danny get some kind of evidence of his existence, but when they try to do it, it either comes out completely corrupted or their devise simply shuts down fully.

Danny of course has no clue what is happening he's just happy that he's able to help so many ghosts, and is trying not to fail his exams.

~

Danny leaving the house he just helped: "That went easier than I expected!"

Neighbor peeking from the window: "Shit it's that guy! "

~

Red Hood marching down into the cave: " The fucker took many from my territory without me even realizing it!"

~

Tim: "I'm pretty sure his kill count is nearing the hundreds and he just started like maybe 4 months ago, this is bad."

Barbara: " I think I got a theory, this matches up with the new school year beginning so maybe their not a Gotham native which narrows down my suspect list."

Bruce: "Hn."

Tim: "Yes thank you B for the insightful commentary"

~

Danny trying not to fall asleep while on his way to class: "Strange I keep seeing shadows following me, oh well must be the stress!"

Bats who are pretty sure Danny is the killer: "Has he done anything suspicious yet?"

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Just an Idea

#dp x dc #danny phantom #dc x dp #dpxdc #batman #danny fenton #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp crossover #prompt fill #story prompt #prompts #writing prompt #dp #ghost #ghosts