#myst's edits

[vreenak]

STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS (2022- ) ↳ Every character in every episode: Uhura in The Elysian Kingdom, 1x8

Be grateful your queen is feeling merciful today.

#uhura #star trek #strange new worlds #startrekladies #februhura #trekedit #snwdaily #*mysnw #*myst #my edits

[fray]

i feel like most ppl just humor the idea of giving characters from stuff different genders but i need ppl to be more serious about it, it's so fun.

i think it's important to have your own lgbt OCs but mmm yummy junk food making fav character in smth agender and or a butch and or bigender etc etc like ooo

#idr what character i first started hcing as agender... maybe vincent valentine from a decade ago #or fray myste cuz i was a kinnie back then.... clearly #just saying this cuz someone was annoying in tags again like usual ^_^ #edit- lemme put 'lgbt OCs' before someone calls me a biphobe despite being bi SDLKF

[pettyeti]

Still, we rot.

#my edits. #etienne. #fray myste

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

#Scooby Doo Where Are You! 2 4 #Which Witch Is Which #my gif #gifs #my edit #cut #gif #cartoon #classic cartoon #voodoo #voodo doll #Voodoo doll #mystery #mysterious #evil #mysticism #myst #Scooby Doo #witchcraft

[terendelev]

Forgive me, forgive me... I ask, I beg, I pray, but it never comes...

#ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #fray myste #myste #DRK spoilers #my edits

[meowthiroth]

#the whole series is SO fascinating i seriously recommend checking it out #the games are super fun to play through & there's also novels that are super fun to read :o #highly recommend checking out the pc/vr remake they released last year but the original/masterpiece edition are also a great time!!! #it has an amazing fanbase behind it too!! SUPER nice people and a very chill vibe #also highly recommend checking out mysterium- it's a convention for myst fans & it's gonna be in denver this year #their site is mysterium.net! they have plans for both in-person and online events this year :] #also check out mystonline.com bc you can get & play like. the ENTIRETY of Uru for FREE. expansions and all #and it still gets new content updates too on top of all that!! they actually just added a whole new age to explore about a month ago :o #myst #ace screams into the void

[thepictoblr]

OKAERINASAIMASE GOSHUJIN-SAMA, WELCOME TO THE DARK KNIGHT CAFE

#fray myste #ffxiv #gpose #ffxiv screenshot #ff14 #dark knight #ffxiv edit

[witchklng]

actually gehn they hate you for all the atrocities, but sure keep telling yourself that it’s because of the ytram pipe frog bong

inspired by x

alternate version under the cut:

**i decided to have katran drag gehn in the actual post, but i had to include this version as well**

because nothing is funnier than gehn's own mother dunking on him

#posts made for the most niche audience ever skdhdjdbd #gehn #katran #riven #myst #d'ni #ti'ana #every time he pulls out that pipe i want to smack it out of his hands skdhdjdn #EDIT FOR FROG B.ONG BC WENDY IS HILARIOUS AND ALDHDJDHDBD #thank you wendy for peer reviewing my silly jokes - ilysm (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘) ♡ #book of atrus #boa lb #mystposting #witchklng #im figuring out tags pls bear with me

[orphic-exe-archived]

one of our headmates really likes project sekai. cele is also REALLY FUCKING GOOD AT IT.

#olly #dolly’s special tag 🩵 #<- ae’s the one playing #i just edited the video #loud music warning #project sekai #1 good and 3 misses… on master… it’s faer fifth try on this song… what the fuck is myst on /aff

[glynder]

I'm like a month late to posting these, but these are my favorite attacks I did for ArtFight this year. I was thinking about them again, so I wanted to post 'em!

Links to each attack below, in order:

Chalk + Fisker

Pandora

Mistletoe

Starlingpool

#myst doodles #artfight 2023 #gif #genuinely really proud of these models considering I had JUST started modeling like two weeks prior to AF starting #i dont wanna spam my friends with reposted attacks so #im posting them here instead #I'd @ the owners of each character but idk if ppl do that? #like is that normal? if so ill edit it in but #for now just the attack link works I think

[vreenak]

STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS (2022- ) ↳ Ortegas and Chapel (and T'Pring, and a tall tale) in Spock Amok

#lieutenant ortegas #erica ortegas #christine chapel #nurse chapel #star trek #strange new worlds #snwdaily #startrekladies #trekedit #spock amok #t'pring #star trek: snw #*mysnw #*myst #my edits

[wordswhisperinthedark]

the way you can see oboro's connection and feelings towards shoyou in courtesan of a nation once you already know their story

#gintama #銀魂 #courtesan of a nation arc #oboro (gintama) #like the way he says that he can't remember the crimes shoyou committed #('cause he didn't commit any) #his hostility towards gintoki (part of the generation that shoyou was capable of taking care of) #and when gintoki tells him to say hi to Sensei #*screams* gorilla-sensei you genius #my post #edit: #also his talk with nobume?? #two of shoyou's students that never got to truly be his students? #comparing the paths of 2 that did? #i'm even more upset this time around that Zura wasn't there #myst's musings

[bloodyholly]

🌹 VIOLENCE SOLVES EVERYTHING II 🔪

#film #movie #edit #myedit #fight #fight scenes #music video #myst milano #pressure #martial arts

[dying-suffering-french-stalkers]

logo for when you are a fan of both cyan games and the criterion collection

#this post brought to you by me making the same stupid joke every time i load a myst game #myst #riven #cyan worlds #the criterion collection #my edits

[mysteriouspresence]

my favorite stranger

nov 18, 2023 (something different than usual! i wrote a short story)

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Five days left.

I peeled open my eyes and tried to blink the dryness away.

In five days, my mood for the holidays would be set – carved into history as a letter on a PDF. Silly? Certainly. Why must I be so preoccupied with my grades when I can hardly muster passion for the subject I study? I could easily pass with mainly A’s and some B’s, yet I can’t help but push myself overboard for an unobtainable 4.0, long ruined by my lack of talent and motivation. If I cared less, I’d probably do better anyway, unburdened by the crushing weight of my own standards. Why do I want a perfect GPA, anyway? It’s not like it matters much in the long run. 

College isn’t high school; I need to move on.

With these thoughts already gathering over my head like mosquitos, I rolled out of bed and began to get ready to leave home. To be on track with my study plan, I needed to arrive at the cafe by 8 AM to grab a table in a nice corner. There, I’d lay out all my notebooks before anyone else tried to take the seat across from me. I hoped the covered table would speak clearly enough that I wouldn’t have to open my mouth even once.

If I’m planning to sulk alone then, you might ask, why would I even bother leaving my home? Then I would respond, that’s a fair point, but I need society’s eagle gaze on me to be held accountable. Eyes perpetually recording, assuming, and labeling – the Big Brother in all of our hearts. His eyes scare me, and fear keeps me in line. 

Ah, that’s a long-winded response, but I hope you also guessed that that is not the real reason. I will study hard for everyone to see, yet I hope no one notices me at all. 

I am a viewer, tuning in to streamers playing a game that I wish to play, a game that I’m fascinated with, a game that I know so much about, yet a game that, for some reason, I can’t bring myself to pick up. 

I spent all that time explaining myself because I hope you’ll forgive me for what happens next. It’s frustrating, I know as much.

I hope I’ll forgive myself.

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I scored a nice parking spot – shaded by trees and a short distance from the side entrance. From there, I walked into the cafe at 7:59 AM, bought a mocha latte, and found an empty table for two. 

I took a nice sip of the warm drink and unpacked my bag. Laptop, notebooks, scratch paper, pens. I laid them out in front of me, each item within convenient reach, layers carefully considered to save me the fuss of rummaging through the pile for a specific item. 

Another sip, and I begrudgingly started work.

Attributions to luck and fortune don’t really occur to me – it’s a calculatable probability, after all – but I suppose the smooth start was the best thing that happened to me that day. 

That last bit was a lie. A better thing did happen, but I screwed it up.

I am why I can’t have nice things.

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I want to sit you down and plead you for an answer, any answer. 

Why? 

Why must the universe always give me just enough hope to keep me going? It’s so cruel – how it teases me relentlessly with something that might give me that missing piece, that raison d’etre, that answer.

But the universe is not cruel. It is not uncaring, either. It simply is. I am the one who assigned arbitrary meaning to chances and luck.

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You, the ephemeral bloom, the morning star, the luna moth.

The shooting star that grazed past my vision before I could reach my hand out. 

The bus that drove past my stop before I could take it out of this dreary town.

The book that I threw out before I truly understood the meaning of. 

You walked into my life at 10:30 in the morning, frantically looking for a seat in the crowded cafe. Hair, clothing, a rumpled mess. Backpack, half open. And your eyes – the state-of-the-art surveillance system – landed on the empty chair across from me. 

Were you bold, or were you simply too rushed to bother reading my signpost?

Either way, you beelined to my table and made the standard gesture that could only mean one thing. And I, on instinct, moved my stuff aside for you.

You sat down and pulled out your laptop.

You typed for ten minutes at max. 

Then you looked up and said those dreadful words.

“Hey, how’s it going?”

Like the fool I am, I got tempted by the invitation. Someone was waving the game before me, asking me if I liked to play. The game I’m not fit for. But I do want to play it so badly. So, so badly.

“Eh, finals, you know? What about you?”

“Same! What are you working on now? Oh, and your major? I can tell you mine too!”

And from there on, we chatted a little while we worked. We didn’t share any classes, but I already took a few of the courses you were studying for, so I gave you some tips and tricks. Meanwhile, I was curious about your major, too, and you happily gave me your insights. It was a slow back-and-forth interrupted by long periods filled with nothing but the sound of your keyboard taps and my pen scratches. Still, it was a conversation nonetheless. We ordered lunch or something; I don’t quite remember if we ate. All I remember was feeling strangely at ease. Your eyes did not rip into my flesh. And the passion in your voice, your genuine enthusiasm, split through the molasses of my apathy. For the first time in years, I studied with an aim: Maybe if I kept working hard, my soul would light up like yours.

At around 7:00 PM, you declared that you had to take your leave – you had to rush to your night shift job, but you’d be back here tomorrow. 

“Ah, that’s cool. I’m going to come back too, same time.” And then, the intense longing showed its ugly face. I couldn’t help it. I really couldn’t. I blurted out the horrible words that established meaning to this chance meeting. “Tomorrow, you wanna sit together again?”

You smiled and nodded before rushing out. Forces of nature come and go as they please, on their own whims, unchained. 

I, however, am a concrete bunker.

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Over the next four days, you showed up as we agreed upon. To be fair, the time wasn’t consistent since we both had other obligations, but most of our day was spent in the cafe at that humble table by the window. Something about you made the other people boring and plain in comparison, so my attention only flickered between my work and your voice.

Somehow, even when quiet, you made the long hours pass by less painfully.

But by the fourth day, I got greedy. I wanted to talk to you more than anything. I really wanted to. But I did not have the patience to wait. I should’ve waited. I’m sorry. It was all my fault.

Between the fourth and fifth days, the atmosphere changed. Before, it was silence mixed with words, but it became conversations interrupted by brief periods of studying instead. I learned why you decided to come to school. You learned about my current projects. You shared your dreams and values while I told you nerdy jokes. Information (especially when it concerns me) is worth more than gold, but the little exchanges I made to learn about you were worth it. If I ever have the chance again, I wouldn’t mind telling you more… 

It was good, wasn’t it?

At the end of the fifth day, you asked me if I’d come back here after exams, and then we could chat again. I agreed, saying that I’ll forward to it. 

I lied. Who am I to be able to predict the future? Even the most mundane “see you tomorrow” might not come true. 

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My finals went poorly, and I silently blamed you for distracting me.

I was a fool. The decision to talk was mine as well, and if you weren’t there, I wouldn’t have been able to stand cramming for so long. 

You made everything bearable for me, yet I found it unbearable that I had “fun” when I should’ve been suffering, burning up in their eyes.

Then, I spent the holidays sulking, cold and alone.

Nevertheless, the worst part was how I wanted to apologize so badly to you, for standing you up, for blaming you in my head when you showed me nothing but pure-hearted kindness and warmth. But I don’t have your contacts, not a single one. I don’t even know your last name.

Thus, if you’re reading this letter – sloppily tacked to the cafe community board – I hope you can forgive me. I won’t bother you if that’s what you wish, but if you don’t mind… Would you give me another chance? If you leave me a fishing line, I’ll gladly take the bait again and again.

You’ll always be my favorite stranger.

#writing #creative writing #flash fiction #prose #original work #coffee shop #short story #college student #finals week #ambiguous ending #i asked my friends for a prompt and they gave me this #i wrote this but then it took two days for me to want to edit lol #its myst's current writing how rare #writeblr #poets on tumblr

[thepictoblr]

INCREDIBLY LOUD SHADOWBRINGER NOISE

#i forgot i can do audio editing #ffxiv #fray myste #this is from a screenshot i took and edited a few days back #but my vision has been realised #voice is frimomen btw #if u even care