#Somewhere... somewhene

[despair-ninja-everything-agency]

Y'know, if you think about it... Justwright, OdoNaru, and NaruOdo can mean two things

It's either shipping Phoenix with Apollo OR shipping Phoenix with Apollo's bio dad Jove

Either way, he's getting that Justice ass regardless with those ship names (Thalassa watching from afar 'boutta kill a man lmao)

[licollisa]

Longingly looking at sans plush @ an online shop app and I noticed it was under the baby tooth toys category

[moreroads]

In a different timeline

I love you so much.

[koalchicine]

drew a scene from my recent oc brainrots in a pseudo-manhwa style for funsies

[gaylittolfreak]

my ex deleted the message she sent me. but the like. convo request is still active. what the fuck do i do

[arbitrarycategories]

on picrew my patience runs out before my options huh. anyway heres dumb stuck alien and his superhero-ish girlfriend. I love them

picrew links under cut

[pacifistcowboy]

it’s time to go to sleep but my brain. is sil ver t. he hed. gehog g ing right now. he’s in there. and he’s awake.

[why-rock-look-tasty-if-no-eat]

its mondy. lets get on it cunts

the original got flagged with no way to appeal it when every contributor is deactivated but I will never let this post die. it's monday and we are getting on it cunts

[kaidenchii]

somewhere, somewhen.

[rugrt]

somewhat, somewhere, and somehow, but they're all people

...

Somewhere, the dad who loved to travel

Somewhat, a kid who always had a knack for hoarding and organizing

Somehow, the cousin who always had plans ready

After the deaths of Somewho, the odd brother who always kept himself hidden, and Somewhy, the cheerfully curious sister, Somewhen, their mother, ran away in the dead of night, never to be seen again. The remaining family has never been the same.

You are someone who, through a series of events related to wanting to become a unique and famous person, have stumbled upon this broken and mysterious family. You think you have gained a lead, you found somebody who claims to have seen somewhen.

"Someday, I'll find the key that unlocks this mystery. Someway." You whisper to yourself, scanning your notes for just a single piece to connect the puzzle.

Sometime later, you find something. Somehow's final letter.

[jacksmusesdrv3]

it was worth a try I suppose

[iskander-tm]

Somewhere somewhen Jayce lays on top of viktor to listen to his heart beat that he once stopped

[ghostwhippet]

Into my teens, if I *really* adored someone, I bit when I hugged. Don't know why, couldn't help it.

My poor best friend lived in fear.

I am normal and I can be completely trusted with your exposed neck :)

[owlsnotes]

"Dubai is a child", Armand says.

Armand/Arun was born somewhen in the 15th century.

Dubai was founded in 19th century.

Armand is literally older than the whole city.

He is the oldest creature/thing there (if Marius is not somewhere around). Only the sun and the sea are older than him.

It blows my mind.

[justjudethoughts]

Everyone's always like "mythology disproves Christianity." No!!!! Mythology proves that our God is a God of stories, of details, of intentionality. Everyone is so hung up on "every culture has a story of the dying and rising god/a virgin birth, etc. etc" but that's just it. Every culture has it, because somewhere, somewhen, it was true. Mythology is simply a reminder that God fashioned for us a language that we are all born knowing— a religious language, a language of the sacred. It's the reason so many cultures view bread as something sacred and use incense in their worship. Christ did not become man to unteach us "pagan" vocabulary. The vocabulary was never pagan to begin with! It was, and is, human. Christ became man, took on flesh, and spoke the language we were all born knowing: the language of mythos and sacred rituals, of prayers and of liturgy.

Do you think Jesus did not intimately know the world He entered? Do you think He didn't know the stories of Dionysus? Or the surprisingly Christocentric imagery associated with Apollo? Do you think He did not watch Virgil pen his fourth ecologue, in which he prophesies the coming of a baby, a redeemer? Do you think the all-knowing, all-powerful God who crafted Virgil's soul with his own hands didn't know that?

Mythology reminds us that God wrote the story. That He etched into the very marrow of our bones the language we need to know Him. When He came, He came in a way that was unexpected. But it was the way we would best recognize Him.

[puppetmaster13u]

Still Thinkin of Yokai Amity

Y'know, where all of Amity have pretty much become yokai creatures. I might be weak for Japanese mythology and cryptids. Or really all mythology and cryptids, but Japan has a lot and it's near never-ending meaning it's fun to continue discovering and learning stuff. But anyway!

Amity Park, practically empty of humans now. Not even following the usual rule that things do thanks to how malleable ecto is. Along with how a form usually depends on ones own thoughts, feelings, and Core.

But anyway, Amity? Kind of having some trouble now that, again, no one there counts as human. Visibly so. Which, yeah the GIW is sort of incompetent, but it's also kind of... not?

Let them reiterate, individually or even in pairs, they can easily deal with the Guys in White. Heck, even a small battalion is easy enough- but they have... a lot of people. And the backing of the government. So.

Plan B? Escape. Where to?

Well, see, they've all had to interact more with the Realms, not to mention that well, the entire town was pulled into it at one point. Which was how everyone got that last bit of ecto to push the transformations from contaminated to Liminal.

Which means? Time to escape through the Realms to somewhere, maybe even somewhen else. But they also can't stay in the Realms indefinitely. Because even with their own Cores, most of them are still Living.

But they also can't agree on a World to settle down in, not with how they're still wary of reactions. So what's a city to do?

Why, pop into multiple worlds of course. A wandering city, the entrance shifting through gates and alleys and doorways that appears through time and space.

Sometimes another haunted being finds their way through, sometimes they visit one dimension more than another- sometimes they leave one behind forever. But tales still spread of the wandering city that flickers through existence.