#and I don’t know how to feel about it.

[the-fear]

hiiiii :3

i read tags on that post you reblogged for me and i agree that its most likely that kayne is nyarlathotep since it'd pretty much align with cthulhu mythos - it often takes human form to walk the earth and it's character is pretty similar to kayne's. It also acts with seemingly no particular goal again just like kayne! and i can't really think of any other gods in cthulhu mythos that would fit him so well

also I'd love to hear more about that theory of yours ^_^!!!!!!

Aw thanks for asking about this! :D

{Putting this under a cut because this is a lot of information. It’s pretty condensed but still quite long}

Please take in mind that this theory only just popped into my head when I read the post, so this has more holes in it than Emmental cheese.

I was thinking on the fact that Harlan’s post mentioned explicitly that Kayne’s identity will be addressed in season 4, and I was wondering what other things have been added to the podcast this season. Most notably are the characters (Oscar, the Butcher, Daniel, etc. - Noel is a Very Close Contender for being Kayne for me), but we’ve also had some other things at least slightly confirmed. Probably one of the most important things that have been confirmed it the time dilation.

I seem to remember that there were quite a lot of theories around time loops and similar phenomena (I think a few were on @ty-betteridge’s blog but I can’t find the posts for some reason). With Scratch’s apparent ability to live longer in dreams than in the real world, eldritch time dilation is basically canon, as far as we know. This could further open the door to other time-related shenanigans, including time loops, to be canon as well.

It’s also been mentioned in the time loop posts that John could in fact be a future Arthur (I may have got this wrong because it’s been a long time since I caught up on the theories). I personally don’t see that (I don’t know how that would fit in with the KIY stuff) but I do really think there’s going to be some stuff involving timeloops and Arthur and John.

Anyway, enough of that ramble! Let’s get back to the important part: who is Kayne?

I 100% believe Kayne is Nyarlathotep - or at least one version of him. Maybe not the one directly from the Lovecraft source material, but definitely an entity that shares the same role as him in the story. Especially with the common description of Nyarlathotep as “joyous”, and we can defintely say that Kayne is enjoying himself with Arthur’s story.

I say that Kayne may not be entirely based on Lovecraft’s Nyarlathotep, because that entity is described as an Outer God, and this theory hinges on the fact that Kayne’s origin is something much closer to home.

So what are some things that we know for sure about Kayne / Nyarlathotep?

From Lovecraft’s source material: his description tends to be of a “tall, swarthy man” but it’s often noted that he can shapeshift.

From the podcast: he has no canon appearance apart from wearing a black suit (and other details), as described by John in part 20. He is also noted to be playing piano in his first appearance.

He also has an Extreme interest in Arthur’s life, as far as to having “watched [Arthur’s] life unfold”. He wants to find out what’s “different” about Arthur compared to other people.

So here’s my theory:

Kayne is Arthur (+ John) from the future.

If you’re thinking that’s a slightly far fetched, I agree! There are several problems with this theory that I need to iron out. I’m replying to this ask because I hope other people can add to this theory, correct me on things that I got wrong, share some more stuff about Nyarlathotep, etc.

One question with this theory is that surely John would recognise Kayne if he looked like Arthur? Well, that’s already got an answer - Kayne can shapeshift, so probably changed his appearance to throw John off his scent. That might also explain the difference in accent between Arthur and Kayne: Future Arthur!Kayne is trying to be incognito, he doesn’t want Arthur and John to find out who he is.

Another question is why is Arthur!Kayne doing this? The motive I think Arthur!Kayne has is pretty evident: he wants to find out what makes him different, what allowed him to become Kayne. We’ve already been told that Arthur is different to most people in that he can hold a piece of the King in Yellow in his mind without succumbing to their will (compared to Marie’s sister, who was taken over completely by Mr Scratch, and the people who did not survive John’s book). Perhaps this difference allowed Arthur to become Kayne (remember that Kayne discusses hearing voices too, perhaps in a similar manner to John + Yellow in Arthur’s mind). Maybe what sets Arthur on the path to becoming Kayne is… accumulating other parts of Gods? Mr Scratch maybe - Arthur might be strong enough to keep charge of his body and Scratch just lives in his mind like Yellow did (if his plans with the stone go badly).

[ditzybat]

tim with a knife in his hands: damian, step away from the computer

damian reading superbat fanfiction on tim’s personal laptop: i wanted to play roblox, but this is adequate writing, are you in need of a beta reader by chance?

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

Begging swifties to understand that Taylor didn’t write reputation and Lover with the knowledge of how the relationship was going to end and that trying to “excavate” those albums for evidence to prove a specific theory as to why it ended is not how they should be viewed. Taylor wrote those songs feeling a very specific way because that’s what she was experiencing and she is now reflecting on them with hindsight and relates to them differently than when she first created them. These conflicting emotions can exist; how she views it now doesn’t diminish how she felt about it when she first released it.

[ewwww-what]

Nobody is as excited about the preview as I am. I have paragraphs.

[motelofmermaids]

finnick odair who has been by your side for as long as your memories stretched. as children, you played on the beach, celebrated your birthdays together. your parents often remarked, “they’re attached at the hip,” with chuckles and eye rolls when you’d ask your mom for the third night in a row to have a sleepover. you and him were inseparable.

he was the same finnick odair who would give you seashells that resembled the colour of your eyes or braid your hair after a tiring swim. he was the same finnick who stood tall; gave you a nod of ‘it’s going to be okay’ when he was reaped for the 65th hunger games. he was the same boy you always knew when he hugged you goodbye as you sobbed into his chest.

he remained the same finnick odair who returned home after the games, only to eventually turn into what they called the capitol’s darling—meaning he was absent more often than you’d prefer. for some time, you were left in the dark. he’d return dejected, eyes weary, and quiet. the truth eluded you until that night you held him in your arms, the both of you cried, your fingers gently brushed through his hair as he told you everything.

he was still the finnick odair you knew when your named had been called during the reaping for the 70th hunger games. fortune could have favored you; you were recently eighteen, and you could’ve been free after this year’s games. yet, there you were, standing next to another district 4 boy who once worked for your father. when you found finnick in the crowd, you nodded, as he now occupied the position you were in years before.

he stayed the same finnick odair you forever knew, who embraced you as soon as you returned. he was still the same man when he gently brushed your hair away from your traumatized eyes. you didn’t eat for a week, despite his attempts to encourage you. he was there when you woke up screaming from nightmares, and he was there when you ran to the bathroom to vomit.

“we’re alike in ways i wish we weren’t, sweet girl.” finnick had finally gotten you out to the beach since your victory in the games, it’s almost been a year now. he worries at his bottom lip, looking down at you while shaking his head softly. “i love you… and…,” finnick started in a whisper, “you’ve always been my anchor. you’ve always been that one thing that could mend the broken parts of me.” you took a sharp inhale, unable to help the stinging feeling in your eyes as tears formed. finnick odair, the man that never changed in your eyes; the man who cared for you at your worst. he was the same man who had a collection of seashells on his nightstand, only because they were the colour of your eyes. the man who loves you.

[cinnamontoads]

average childhood “best friends” marriage pact

[mysicklove]

you started measuring yuujis height on the wall of your closest, and one day yuuji asks sukuna to measure him because he desperately hopes he can be as tall as his brother, but sukuna being sukuna without yuuji looking, draws a little pencil line on the wall a couple inches shorter than the previous one from months prior. he then proclaims that the boy didn’t grow, but in fact has shrunk. anddddd of course the kid comes into your room in hysterics absolutely terrified of getting even smaller, and you have to reassure him the his brother was a messing with him and he is in fact NOT shrinking

[lotus-pear]

whatever happens, please don’t break

[suja-janee]

(Mostly) Harumi centric doodle page for a friend

[nightlocked-in]

“peeta is bisexual” you guys are losing the vision. peeta isn’t even straight. katniss INVENTED sexuality for him. whatever katniss identifies as, he’s like “yeah, i’ll take that one” no questions asked

[otaku553]

Haha

[wandasverison]

Wanda x Nat x Reader - Where y/n recently got cheated on and gets drunk at their favorite bar.

A/N: A VERY shitty drabble I did while also drunk! y/n who

“Are you shooting whiskey?”

“Are you watching me?” The remark comes off harsher than you’d have liked. Under normal circumstances you’re significantly less bitter, insolent, and a little less drunk.

“Sorry to offend, it’s hardcore…honestly” the redhead takes a seat next to you. As she sits down you realize just how drunk you are because at first glance, you missed how entirely captivating she is. Her eyes seem to physically pierce through you, the leather jacket she bears, perfectly hugs her waist, and… fuck… you’ve been staring haven’t you.

“I’m Nat, glad you think I’m attractive,” her hand extends to shake yours.

Caution is what brought you here and heartbreak is why you’re way too many shots in.

So you allow her hand to still in the air and as much as it pains you, “you’re not attractive. I’m just drunk.” It’s the meanest thing you’ve said to someone. You know you’re just taking your anger out on this exceedingly enchanting person, but you’ve never released this type of energy before.

“You may not be entirely sober, but I can tell when someone is lying and that first part-” she leans in to whisper in your ear, “was a lie.”

The warm breath on your ear sends shivers down your spine but you keep composure and take your shot once she moves back to her normal position, “since you rudely interrupted that.” You’ve previously been chasing with a sprite, but this time you bear a calm face, attempting to show your dominance. “What do you want from me, nat?” still confused (but not entirely upset) by her presence.

“You’re a feisty one, Wanda will love that-”

“Who?”

“Jesus, Nat! I thought I told you not to just approach anyone without me!?” a flustered woman takes the seat to your left and it makes you question why you picked a spot so available, “but gosh are you cute!” her discomposure fades as she stares at you endearingly.

“And who are you?” you try your best to act upset, but this girl is just as ethereal as her friend.

“I’m Wanda, but no need for bios and summaries honey, would you like to go home with us tonight?”

The shock hits first, but soon arousal follows. Unfortunately this time it’s impossible to hide the chills shooting down your spine and your body fails you with a shudder.

No one, not even your ex was this forward with you. You can’t tell if it’s the liquor or your recent breakup that’s causing your body to act so involuntary, but it feels as if you’re fighting against yourself. Angry and growing frustrated with your actions exposing your subconscious, you turn your spite toward the newer woman, “you think I just came here to get picked up by random girls? I’ll have you ladies know this is one of my favorite bars in the area, I’m here because-”

Nat cuts you off, “I think you’re here because you’re upset about something, you’ve been wronged, you’re not mean, you’re certainly not convincing as an asshole, and you’re definitely not domina-”

“What Nat is trying to say is… we want to help you.” Wanda drapes her arm around your shoulder, tugging you in close so you can hear her murmur, “you seem quite tense… why not let us relieve you, sweetheart?”

[iwatcheditbegin]

I miss when liking Taylor meant you were a loser with no friends. That was our brand

[thatonedudeinthecorner]

So I started watching Dungeon Meshi….

[1driedpersimmon]

Chillin

[todayesterday]

“Some people think John was speaking directly to me [in Now and Then]. And you know what? That is very nice to think about, so I’ll stick with that interpretation.”

— Paul McCartney about being the inspiration for Now and Then to Brazilian journalist Pedro Bial (Dec. 01, 2023) (translated from portuguese version of the interview)