#literally dissolve

[iamthepulta]

I really don't get it. I love rules when writing. It's my favorite challenge. "Nobody likes X and Y. What happens when you smash X and Y together and how can you make it work?" So why when you put a list of rules in front of me and ask me to play a game, does my brain just fucking dissolve?

[loronoazoro]

Oda: okay I'm going into the final saga!!!

Oda: But first. Would you like to hear the intricate and tragic backstories of people you met over 500 chapters ago.

[efplanning]

what'll be left of me, if i let myself go completely under?

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

and then everyone had nightmares for a month. the end

[bbq-potato-chip]

doodles

[overly-hubristic-mad-scientist]

I desperately need to know the circumstances that lead to that weird period in like 70s-80s where they just made a horror movie about any and everything

[lovesickeros]

☆ thrice the bell tolls

{☆} characters neuvillette {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, villain au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings minor angst {☆} word count 0.9k

"Get in the water."

There is no trepidation in the voice of the Sovereign as he speaks, only pure contempt that bleeds into the very air until it chills their lungs – there will be no penance here. No redemption. He stands before them with apathetic indifference, and with his hands he shall draw judgement upon sinners without a shred of mercy, so heavy his gaze they cannot move. This land shall become the grave of gods – no, not gods, Archons. Transcendent..and fallible.

Horribly, humanly fallible.

What a cruel thing to be – neither god nor mortal, in the end. Their Authority a stolen, coveted thing, so easily taken in a blaze of fury that singes them to the bone, in winds so harsh it tears the breath from their lungs from the sheer pressure, in the way their hairs stand on end as if lightning shall smite them for their arrogance. Judgement has come for them, in the end, and no plea nor bargain can save them from it's justice – they shall be judged and they shall be sentenced.

"..I was willing to put aside your past transgressions – forgive your thievery of the Authority that is not your own – to see Their vision of harmony come to reality." He speaks with nothing but clarity and calmness that unsettles – as gentle as the serene pond illuminated by gentle sunlight, ducks drifting across its pristine surface and creating faint, brief ripples. Calm as the tide as it recedes from the shoreline. His eyes speak of the tempest – the raging winds and the harsh waves that will crash and break and ravage. There is a fury so turbulent it makes the wind go still, the earth erode and the water recede. "You do not deserve repentance when Their body bears the marks of your transgressions," There will be no mercy. They try to plead, to beg and bargain but they cannot speak – their cries go unheard just as Theirs were ignored. A horrifying irony.

"Self proclaimed Acolytes, all, yet you bathe in Their most divine blood and call yourselves Saints," He breathes in, taps his cane against the hardened earth, and holds his head high as he meets their eyes unflinching. Mercy, they think, for we are innocent – we did not know. "Sinners, to the very last. You tear at the flesh of the most Divine like wild dogs to sate your own hunger, for you know nothing else."

His voice is the toll – it echoes like the ringing of a bell, calling them to the water like a siren. It beckons, it demands, and it will not wait. The water recedes and he stands like a beacon among the shores – a bastion of light where it has been snuffed out.

His eyes witness their sins – heavy a burden he bears as he witnesses that which they must atone for. The cruel hand of an Archon as it spills the Divine blood of the very earth beneath their feet. He sees Their agony, feels it to the last. Every bolt of wind, every jagged rock, every bolt of lightning. Every single one he feels until he weeps – for Them, he weeps.

His left hand renders judgement – guilty. Their transgressions are grave, and no redemption can be found for such horrors they have inflicted upon the mortal vessel of the Divine. They have felt their sorrow, have felt Their pain, and he has found them guilty.

And with his right hand..he enacts justice.

"Let your sins be your anchor – let your sins weigh heavy upon your shoulders so that you may feel a brief flicker of the agony you have inflicted upon Them," He lifts his cane with a solemn resolve, tears staining the scales upon his cheeks. "I shall weep for you, too, for no other shall do so in my stead. Return, wretched beasts, to the earth and let it nourish Them where you did not."

And at his call, the waves devour.

Entire cities, entire nations – those who bear the sin shall drown in it's wake, dragged to the lowest depths where even the sun cannot breach. It takes and takes, claws and tears and rips at the bodies of the damned – it devours the world, impartial and unrelenting in it's judgement.

And Neuvillette alone weeps.

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"Neuvillette? Are you..crying?" Their voices makes him startle back to awareness, the briefest flicker of shame welling up in the empty space of his chest as he wipes away the tears that roll down his cheeks like drops of rain.

"It..appears so. Forgive me, most Divine, it seems I had a brief lapse in focus." He clears his throat, straightens his back, tries to ignore the pit in his stomach as he watches Their lips pull into a smile all too happy. He..he should be happy too, shouldn't he? He should. If They are happy, so should he be. His lips curl into a smile that doesn't feel like it fits on his face, but he delights in the way They smile wider when he does.

They approve, and that's all that matters, isn't it?

"It won't happen again, I assure you."

Their approval is all that matters.

So why does his chest ache so badly? He did as They commanded, he removed the stain upon Teyvat and ensured Their safety.

So why does he feel such sorrow?

The thought gnaws at him like the tides erode at stone, yet he cannot bear to burden his Creator with such..nonsense.

He will bear this weight alone until the day the waves come to claim him, too.

"Shall we visit the gardens today, Divine One?"

[lichdragon-fortissax]

discourse involving mohg and miquella's relationship being problematic and people depicting mohg as this all-consuming evil pedophile is somewhat hilariously redundant to me. like yeah idk man something tells me that a guy whose mom famously inbred with herself and threw her infant sons into a sewer to die probably doesn't understand why incest is bad or age of consent laws are a thing. doubly so when its explicitly stated that he's clinically insane and that he was taken in by an outer god whose whole deal is grotesque defilement of the blood and body in order to reach a higher purpose. and when the overarching theme of the game is that all the demigods were twisted into power-hungry fiends by the shards of the elden ring, which was given to them by the same mother who ruled an imperialistic empire and, as previously stated, threw her children into the sewer in support of her own ethnic cleansing movement when they were born 'unclean' by the standards of her empire. like yeah jeez i wonder why mohg might have kidnapped miquella in a bid for power and thought that him attempting to cleanse his curse by altering his body without consent would have been a good thing. its so complex and obscure

[kiiborei]

If anyone was wondering, you can indeed remove the fake plants from the zing minecraft pots! Will update when I've found a suitably minecraft lookin plant to put in it

[ride-a-dromedary]

I'm sorry, but I'm still stuck on Halsin's negative point 'n click lines and losing it.

Like if Halsin hollered: "TRY TO BE LESS OF A BURDEN" at me, I'd fold and cry mid-battle.

[gratiae-mirabilia]

I saw your post talking about chewing on the Eucharist and I am still confused by it because I thought it was okay to chew it a little so if I was receiving the Blood that I wouldn't have the Eucharist all over my tongue, but it would be swallowed. So is using your teeth whatsoever bad?

hi this is a good question and I’m not entirely sure if it has an answer lol. obviously all of us should be consuming the Eucharist in a reverent way. if you choose to chew, just make sure you chew reverently (ie, not with your mouth open or making loud chewing noises or anything like that lol). my post was mostly a joke though, don’t take me too seriously :)

[nonomives]

I have a little theory for welcome home

Something about how on the website it mentions that when the day ends, it means the episode ends as well. The cameras covered, the props put away, the puppets set aside, and that filter of a colorful world gone, replaced with a studio. And Wally sees that. He cant move his own body, even just his head, but he sees. And he knows

[jadegr8]

So I'm finally at the end of season 6 and this was all I could think about...

[alsojnpie]

the world is so warm and beautiful and i want to run in it but I'm scared of falling and hurting my hand so i won't, but if i don't run then my ultimate daydreaming state can't be reached 😭😭

[dandelionsandviolets]

it’s crazy to think that a year ago today we were robbed of a thasmin kiss

[not-poignant]

Stardew Valley - 34/? - A Stain that Won’t Dissolve - Alex/Sebastian

Title: A Stain that Won’t Dissolve Rating: Explicit Pairing: Alex/Sebastian Tags: Hurt/comfort, aged-up characters (mid 20s), minor character death, angst, injury, grief, miscommunication, bullying, enemies to lovers, dubious consent, internalised homophobia, closeted character, past child abuse, dyslexia, antagonist farmer, unrequited love, pining, acceptance, top!Sebastian, bottom!Alex, power dynamics, happy ending.

Summary: Alex hates Sebastian – which is great because Sebastian more than returns the favour – and what starts out as revenge fantasy turns into unironic lust, which evolves into unrequited love. Alex gets a job, Sebastian marries the farmer, and both of them lose almost everything before finding each other again. A story of two mutual bullies who learn how to messily grow up.

A Stain that Won’t Dissolve (Alex/Sebastian) - Chapter 34 - You Lift That Burden Off Of Me

In which Alex updates Haley on everything that's been happening with Sebastian lately, and she's excited until she finds out about Abigail, and finds out just how severely Alex polices his sexual fantasies about, well, anyone at all.