#merry christmas or smth

[charlie-rulerofhell]

I'll always follow your stars You're my constellation / You're my constellation When I'm lost

[frankenstheythem]

tryin to knock cans off the top of my speakers w insane bass like the ppl who can break glass w their high notes

[nopeleavemealoone]

Ahhhhh christmas sojkoku but im posting not on christmas because i never finished 🫠 oh well

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

Gentle holidays everyone <3

[whump-is-love-whump-is-life]

Tis the season to tie up your whumpee with Christmas lights

[sunshinenextdoor]

It's almost christmas! Mwee!

[moonsmultimusings]

When Shuichi learned that Rantaro was still going to be on campus for Christmas, he was relieved. Not only because it's always nice to see the adventurer whenever he can, but especially because he wanted to give him a gift; something he hopes he will love and can be of great use to him.

A smile widens on his face when he eventually spots Rantaro, and does a small jog up to him as he calls out: "Ah, Rantaro... !" He comes to a stop once he's close enough and caught his attention, and greets: "Hi, hope you didn't mind me stopping you for a second. It's just: I wanted to give you a gift... ! I have it in this bag, here... "

He extends out to Rantaro, a gift bag. "For you, Rantaro... Merry Christmas and I hope you'll love it." Inside was a gray travel backpack, with a USB charger port. built in on the side of the backpack. Then inside one of the pockets, was a thermos travel bottle. "S.. So I know a traveler like you must have plenty of travel bags, already, but... ! I had found this one, that comes with a charging port built into it. I thought maybe that'd make it much more convenient to charge things like your cellphone at any time. I believe it's also said to be waterproof, too... ah, and as for the mug, it holds cold and hot drinks very well, so I had to include, hehe. But yeah, I thought, maybe a bag like this could be of use to you on your travels... !" (Merry Christmas~!!! 💚🎒)

Celebrating Christmas at home in Japan felt like a bit of a waste. Not because Rantaro tended to do much to celebrate wherever he was, but because the idea of taking a holiday with his work still unfinished always bothered him. He planned to spend his time home planning his next trip and trying to get ahead on his work for classes. It would be a case of taking advantage of the time to prepare, he was afraid. That was the most he could do.

The day was growing closer, and he was surprised to see how much the others were in some sort of Christmas spirit. He always considered these sorts of things to be more for kids. Like Halloween. His classmates, though, seemed to really be getting into it. He didn't feel he had a lot to add to the class's festivities, other than offering them a bit of information about some of the different Christmas celebrations he'd seen around the world. Places where it was a much bigger deal than in Japan. They seemed to take these to heart as suggestions for different things to try, rather than a bit of information observed rather than researched.

It was shortly after leaving class one of these days that Shuichi decided to pull him aside. His name was called out, and he stopped, turning back to see Shuichi lightly jogging to meet him. “Hm? What's up, Shuichi?” Was something wrong? This was his first thought, but the detective held out a gift bag for him. A present?

“Oh, you didn't have to do all of this!” He hadn't gotten gifts for anyone this year, really. He'd doubted anyone in his class would've considered him a close enough friend to try and stop for. For as casual as he could be at times, he did follow the typical rule of first humbly rejecting a gift before receiving it. When he opened it up, he was met with… a new travel backpack, with more bells and whistles than his own had. His own was, of course, had already started to more than show its age. With how often he used bags like that, it only made sense that they would wear out quickly. Along with the bag was a well-insulated thermos to keep items warm (or cold). Functionality was key in gifts for him. He turned the bottle over in his hands, examining its outer wall. It was definitely thick… It would help him out greatly, he was sure. Neither of these gifts were terribly cheap, either. Not that he tended to keep great track of finances, but these weren't exactly inexpensive items to gift someone.

The smile he returned was genuine. “Thanks, Shuichi. I'm sure I'll get a lot of use out of these.” He hung the backpack on his bag, adjusting the straps. “I don't have anything for you right now…” He couldn't offer some random supplies he had on him in exchange for such a gift. “You'll be at the top of my list next year, though.” If he made it that long. He supposed he had someone to shop for again.

[luc1ferian]

If I had a nickel for every time a character had a horrific transformation into Santa Claus, I'd have 4 nickels. Not a lot but it's weird that it happened quadice.

[fdrsamericanflagduckfloaty]

Midnight. Officially Christmas. Happy Holidays everyone! 🎄⭐🎄⭐

[semiotomatics]

so fucking heartbroken that my next therapy appt isnt till the 30th

[zero-braincells-left]

shitty nerrison art I made in early November that I am *not* proud of but there’s no way in hell I’m redoing it right now so fucking deal with it ig

[theguyinthemathexamples]

Madinat Khalida, The Timeless City

Pairing(s): None (Slight Rukkhadevata x GoS ig)

Genre: Angst, Fanmade Lore

Timeline/AU: In the middle of the Archon War

Content Warning(s): Implied Major Character Death, A Nation Getting Buried (Literally), Shit Storytelling, Fanmade Lore (i.e completely made up), 2AM-5AM Writing (fell asleep mid-write), GoS Isn't Reader, GoS dies in Rukkrukk's Arms(not in a romantic way lmao), GoS' Gender Is Not Specified And Will Use They/Them Pronouns, Morax Back At It Again Smh, It's Raining Spears, Hallelujah It's Raining Spears, - GoS' People—Probably, The Burying Technically Ain't His Fault Though (surprisingly).

C/N: Faruzan bonked my head so much i threw this up; lore enthusiasts don't kill me for this pls

Madinat Khalida, also known as The Timeless City; collapsed due to a brawl between the God of Silence and the God of Contracts—or as some would call him, the God of War.

The two gods fought long and hard, tooth and nail, till many moons and suns rose and fell. The forest had seen it, the shadows had witnessed it, and the beaming light that held high merely gazed on.

The God of Silence was by no means a weak god, having to fend off more than a few creatures that their early nation could've fallen for a thousand times over.

But alas, the so-called God of War had his eyes sent on them and their nation. His intentions may have been good—only intending to "spar" with them, but their fight had erupted many casualties on the desert's plains, both in its wake and its aftermath.

:

The spears that rained down the city were buried beneath the sands, but what went along with it was Madinat Khalida.

The God of Silence grieved at the death of their people when their nation was caught in-between the depths of the sand and the bedrock below, knowing that they could've just led the opposing god out of the perimeter of their city - but what they did was already done.

Their city had sunk.

With the God of Contracts having "oh so coincidentally" already left the crime scene, their nation buried underneath miles upon miles of sand; they joined their nation in hopes of rescuing or unearthing any evidence of life—trying to reassure themselves that maybe, just maybe, there was even a patch of grass alive.

As they lost hope in finding even just a piece of cloth, they saw a soft, green glow emanating from the other side of their city - one that they hadn't notice before.

Due to their desperation, they sprinted to the light, slowly getting engulfed by it and promptly passing out from their exhaustion.

After they had awoken, they saw a big, magnificent tree—the one who the people of Sumeru now call "Irminsul"—, once they remembered their original objective, they ran from root to root and bark to bark until they reached the base of the tree.

Naturally, since they were dubbed as the God of Silence, they couldn't speak, so they had to resort into using some of their remaining magic left, and spoke,

"Oh blessed tree, you who have witnessed nations rise and fall, you who remember every living being that had first opened it's eyes and those who fell prey to eternal sleep. Please, oh please, where have my children gone? To where did the last of my dears go?"

The tree didn't reply, only keeping it's radiant glow bright. The God of Silence shed their final tear, using the last of their power to ask one more question, "To where did my city—that had seemingly bloomed from nothing—go, oh heavenly tree?"

They knew it was all for nothing, but they smiled once more, kneeling as they embraced the tree. At last, the god breathed their last breath, a soft sigh escaping their lips.

At last, a god clad in green and white, the god that was dubbed as the God of Wisdom by her people, approached the rapidly disintegrating god, rushing to their side—her face filled with remorse, regret and shock.

As the last of their physical form flew with the wind, the God of Wisdom could only wordlessly pick up their belongings - clothes, accessories, and the like.

To commemorate the late god, Greater Lord Rukkhadevata put on three leaf clips that she had given to them before as a welcome gift.

Unbeknownst to her, the god's soul remained, with it now possessing the three clips; binding the two gods in an eternal harmony of wisdom and music.

TGITME/N: I have so many more sfuff i wanna add but then I'll just end up chewing myself up from the inside out

Also, yes, i will update the sun and moon god blorples, both them and y'all deserve to know what they're like

Unless before i get swallowed in the depths of SAGAU again, this'll be my offering to all of y'all and wish you all a merry Christmas and a happy advanced new year :DDD

[shawcl]

christmas is a lot more enjoyable when u go into it with literally zero expectations

[noxtivagus]

i'm out rn hehe

[to-the-batcomputer]

omg batman and the joker are so cute with the cat and mouse stuff

[hannahchronism]

june and july are where art projects go to get slam dunked into the "wip forever" bin ;lskjdf;glkdjfg;lkj