#scary threads

[troythecatfish]

[orions-garden]

Shades of Magic Dashboard Simulator

🌊thatwatermage Follow

rhy maresh was 19??? he should’ve been at the club

✨themagic-ofmagic Follow

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🏰low-royal Follow

i’m going on vacation during the essen tasch but someone tells me how it goes

⛰️icanmovemountains Follow

THE DARKNESS

🏰low-royal Follow

huh?

🗺️mapmaker-mapmaker Follow

the darkness

🏰low-royal Follow

oh ok.

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🏴‍☠️piracy-enthusiast Follow

HOW DO YOU KNOW WHEN THE SAROWS IS COMING IS COMING IS COMING IS COMING ABOARD WHEN THE WIND DIES AWAY BUT STILL SINGS IN YOUR EARS IN YOUR EARS IN YOUR HEAD IN YOUR BLOOD IN YOUR BONES

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⛵️faro-away Follow

arnesian sailors will be like i know a place and take you aboard their ship where their first mate (?) only speaks high royal and can use blood magic 🙄

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what everyone thinks bone magic is:

what it actually is:

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[spookcataloger]

I was a commercial diver for an oil and gas company in the 1990s, pt. 3 (2012)

Part: 1 - 2 - 3

[turrondeluxe]

You know how some kids say stuff that freak out their parents like “the man in the corner doesn’t like that” and there’s no one there

or how most kids just stand in the doorway of a room at night for no reason besides waiting for their parents to wake up so they can ask a question but it can be really creepy and freak the parents out

That kind of thing but mostly the second one because I think that’s more common in kids

(previous ask for context)

Alright i totally understand now. That'd be Moja, no doubt!

[otrtbs]

when i finish the dinner fic i am gonna need someone to read it in its entirety and dissect it for the smallest plot holes before i post it …

[dhampiravidi]

make me your villain, Miss Holt...

All Jayn knew was that one moment, she was being fired for pretending to be a man (they didn’t exactly let women work at shipyards), and the next, she had a new job. Well, she knew that her father had used his connections to help her. (She’d hate to see the look on her mother’s face when she came home unemployed and failed.) A noble like him, Ravkan instead of Fjerdan, wanted help cataloging his things before he moved. She’d managed the supplies and salaries at the docks, so he considered her qualified. It was better than the other "help" her father had given her, which was an arranged match with a Matthias Helvar. There was no way Jayn was giving up her life to live in a freezing cold country amongst misogynists. She'd find reasons to put the wedding date off until she had enough footing to properly decline.

So she took a ferry from Kerch, a sandskiff through the mysterious Shadow Fold, and a train into Ravka’s mountains. The people in the eastern part of the world were easily the most superstitious. Those on the train had prayed to their Sankts before the journey had begun, and the Suli people who had agreed to take her to Count Morozova's door had unsuccessfully offered her a number of protective charms before they left.

Jayn told herself that there was nothing to worry about. She'd learned how to fight at the shipyards, with her fists or with whatever was on hand (no pun intended). But even in Novyi Zem, they told cautionary tales about the zowa Ilya, a man who dabbled in forbidden mystical arts to create something out of nothing. He had died a tragic death, and one of his descendants had used the same magic to create the Shadow Fold. It was said that enemies of Ravka were targeted by monsters who lurked within. In reality, Fjerda had only dared approach Ravka from the Fold once during the war decades ago, and it had only resulted in deadly failure.

She approached the doors of the Count's ornate, yet intimidating castle, and knocked on them with a shivering hand. Her luggage sat next to her, almost like an obedient puppy waiting to accompany her inside.

@starlsssankt

[northern-passage]

everyone look at babey Noel

[softerhaze]

hello.....yes im still in my bg3 hole...anyway, look at my fave evil little slut

[greenconverses]

“real life unaliver” “serial un@liver”

THEY’RE MURDERERS YOU WEIRDOS JUST SAY IT

[needlesandnilbogs]

so freaking stuck on mirrorverse it’s not even funny. someone anyone save me arghhh

[badpodling]

I got way too excited seeing my two favourite terrible men doing terrible shit together in Onslaught. Also, Shao Kahn still keeps Taigores, like giant, vicious house cats.

[spookcataloger]

I was a commercial diver for an oil and gas company in the 1990s, pt. 1 (2012)

Part: 1 - 2 - 3

[synthaphone]

putting my lenny in the oven for what is hopefully the final time. fingers crossed it comes out beautiful and pristine and not fallen over

[churchflower]

they had to get on a boat in Junon but she was so distracted by the beauty of the world that she didn’t care if it took them long. running errands, moseying as Cloud had come to say. Midgar was nothing like this. Her home had been the only place besides the church that bloomed the way it did. that was her influence, or at least she liked to say so. she could grow anything in Midgar, guaranteed. they often brought her things, the people who liked her, from out of town so she could add it to her collection. flowers, vegetables. Having a green thumb was an understatement. she had wandered off from the group running errands in the wilds to collect some wild flowers she saw. ones she had never seen before. somewhere she knew that she wasn’t ever going to get to go home… or that she wanted to, frankly. the future was unclear as it always was… maybe she shouldn’t have wandered too far, she didn’t seem to think anything out there was dangerous, at least nothing that she couldn’t handle by now. the old Aerith, the one sitting in a church waiting for something to happen probably couldn’t have used the materia she was using now. but she had learned, been taught, fought in big battles against big scary things… however, she was not prepared for this. something different, not that she remembered, than before. she knew what it was like to be watched but she hadn’t seen the Turks in a while. something whispering among the greens, a warning. the planet and its spirits were often warding. they said lots of things but their hushed practically indescribable whispers were alert, alarmed. she thought that leash had been loosened after her escape but maybe… maybe Hojo wasn’t finished after all.

“Reno…?” she brushed her thumb against the center of the flower, the pollen getting all over her finger tips. “Rude? If you’re trying to get the drop on me… think again!”

@meteorshcts

[showyoumyfavoriteobsession]

TJ MIKELOGAN'S HALLOWEEN 2023 EVENT Day 25: A movie or show that isn't horror, but still scared you

Threads (1984, dir. Mick Jackson) ↦ color isolation

[pastafossa]

Considering Ciro is now on my mind I didn’t know that you had a face claim for him for a decent enough amount of time to the point where he is only Ted Danson as Michel from The Good Place to me

His character on the show just matches up so well by the end that it just clicked immediately and now it’s stuck

That's the funny thing about my facecast for Ciro, like, he's what my brain sees (it even happened after I'd started already outlined and described him, like months in brain just goes 'oscar i think') but I don't consider that canon, specifically because I want folks to see whoever they want for him, and for Jane and Eli and all the rest. I therefore support Ted as Ciro 100% because holy shit that's hilarious and actually, yeah, the vibe could work! 😂 If I were casting for a TRT movie and he walked in to read for Ciro I'd be totally down!