#some thrilling. some hilarious. some chilling

[hellishfig]

"you anticipate a landscape rife with the spirit and you sense a landscape devoid of spirit. the same dread that would fill you if you dropped a stone down an open well and never heard a splash fills you as your divine sense reaches out to feel... nothing."

this description was one of the best i've ever heard. a perfect metaphor for expectation versus haunting and unnatural reality

also interesting that for ame's nat 1 insight check which also gives her nothing, brennan uses metaphors and similes of cities. how the crowds and eternal noise of people living being absent creates that ringing silence when one goes away from a city for the first time. a broken ceiling fan. we- or at least i- often think of ame as of nature, similar to eursulon, but people are a part of her domain as well. and neither nature nor civilization exist in a war zone. only death

and yet. a firefly

and yes, the firefly is scouting ahead for eioghorain and his shapeshifter rebels and suvi. it probably wouldn't be here otherwise. but even when the world is razed and nothing can grow, that's not the end. death is here, but life will persevere. it can do nothing else

[sunarryn]

DP X Marvel #10

It all started because Clockwork got bored. That was the only reasonable explanation Danny could come up with. One minute he was signing ghost realm tax paperwork—yeah, turns out being Ghost King came with bureaucracy—and the next, Clockwork was swirling his little time-staff like a smug ghostly Gandalf and muttering something about “character growth” and “you’ve gone soft, Daniel.” And then bam, vortex of neon green time-energy, and suddenly Danny Fenton—a.k.a. Danny Phantom, Ghost King, Defender of Amity Park, Sloppy Hot Mess™—woke up in Westchester, New York, in a bed that smelled like lavender detergent and severe academic trauma.

Also, there was a kid across the room with laser eyes. Like, literal laser eyes. Danny dodged the optic blast with a yelp, crashed into a dresser, phased through it out of panic, and immediately got tackled by some blue-furred acrobatic Shakespeare enthusiast named Hank McCoy, who tried to sedate him with a tranquilizer gun the size of a trombone.

The chaos didn’t end there.

After an hour-long misunderstanding involving accidental ghost-punching, a kid phasing through a wall and screaming about “this new spirit trying to possess my Xbox,” and someone named Jean calmly levitating him mid-air like he was a naughty kitten, Danny finally got an audience with Charles Xavier. That guy. The bald one. Professor X. Wheelchair. Mind reader. Wears a turtleneck in July.

And of course, as soon as Danny sat down, Professor X pressed two fingers to his temple and Danny felt his entire mental vault of trauma shatter like a haunted snow globe. “Ah,” the Professor said with the polite cadence of someone realizing they’ve just tuned into a true crime documentary instead of the weather channel. “You have a great deal of… unique experiences.”

Danny laughed. Hysterically. “I died at fourteen and now I run a death monarchy in an alternate dimension. Unique is so last week.”

Turns out Clockwork, that glorified antique grandfather clock with too much free time, had decided that Danny needed to “learn to connect with others his age again” and “gain allies outside the Ghost Zone.” So he dropped Danny off at a mutant boarding school like some sort of half-dead foreign exchange student. And Charles Xavier, either because he’s too nice or secretly thrilled to collect weirdos like Pokémon cards, welcomed him with open arms.

Now, Danny wasn’t a mutant. He made that very clear. He was a half-ghost hybrid from an accident involving his parents’ DIY death portal and a broken sense of safety regulations. But that didn’t stop the other students from assuming he was just a weirdo with very specific powers and a questionable haircut. The moment Rogue tried to absorb him and got an accidental flash of the time Pariah Dark tried to possess his left kidney, she screamed, exploded a tree, and refused to make eye contact with him for a week. Logan thought that was hilarious and called him “Casper with PTSD.” Danny called Logan “Hairy Ferret Man.” A rivalry was born.

Also, it turned out that mutants at Xavier’s School had no chill. None. Zip. Zero. When they found out Danny could go intangible and invisible? Prank war. Full-on, Cold War-style prank war.

Kurt teleported hot sauce into his shoes. Danny replaced Kurt’s shampoo with slime from the Box Ghost. Bobby froze Danny’s underwear drawer. Danny phased into Bobby’s room at 3 a.m. and whispered “I’m always watching” into his ear like a cursed Roomba. Scott tried to discipline them with a “team bonding” exercise. Danny phased his clothes off in front of the entire class during the obstacle course.

He did not know Kitty Pryde could scream that loud. Or punch that hard.

Things escalated.

One day, Jean and Ororo walked into the library to find Danny floating upside down while holding a book with his foot, chewing a pen, and muttering to himself in the Ghost Zone’s dead language. When asked what he was doing, he said he was “reverse engineering a spectral war code to crash the cafeteria’s menu algorithm so they’d bring back pizza bagels.” Jean left the room. Ororo gave him a high five.

That might’ve been the least unhinged thing he did that week.

Because Danny had fans now. The students—bless their hormone-fueled, superpowered hearts—thought he was the coolest thing since Wolverine got into a fistfight with a vending machine. He had followers. A literal cult. Called themselves “The Phantom Phreaks.” They made glow-in-the-dark hoodies with his face on it. One kid tried to dye their hair white using bleach and ghost peppers. It didn’t go well.

It got worse when Peter Parker showed up.

Apparently, he was doing some college-credit tutoring with Xavier’s School because of course the kid with radioactive spider powers and crippling anxiety was the designated Marvel mentor. Peter tried to explain the concept of “laying low” and “not being a public menace” and Danny just blinked, turned intangible, floated through a wall, and popped his head back in to say, “I once bench-pressed a building-sized ghost walrus. I am beyond menace, Peter.”

They became friends instantly.

Peter would swing by to help with science classes and would end up staying for hours, mostly because Danny was a magnet for eldritch ghost disasters. One time, a time-displaced pirate specter named Captain Bloodwhistle tried to possess the student kitchen mixer. Peter got covered in spectral marshmallow fluff. Danny laughed so hard he accidentally ripped a hole into the Astral Plane. Peter got dragged halfway in. Jean had to psychic-yank him back with what she described as “a migraine made of bees.”

Also, Danny started dating one of the Cuckoo sisters.

He wasn’t sure which one. They wouldn’t tell him.

One of them would show up to lunch, sit next to him, hand him a thermos full of ghost chili, kiss his cheek, and then disappear into the crowd. Danny asked once if they were just messing with him. The Cuckoo in question smiled and said, “Maybe. Or maybe we’re all in love with you. Isn’t that romantic?”

He nearly screamed.

That was before the Avengers got involved.

Apparently, Xavier forgot to tell them he’d adopted a literal half-dead godchild of the underworld into his school. So one day Tony Stark landed in the front yard in a red-and-gold panic and tried to “detain the supernatural threat.” Danny responded by phasing into the suit, taking control of it, and flying it into the sky while singing “Let It Go” at full volume. Tony had to eject mid-air. He landed in a bush. Scott filmed it. Jubilee added sparkles in post.

Then Nick Fury showed up and tried to recruit him.

Danny told him he was already King of the Dead and the living were beneath him. Then he tripped on his shoelace and fell into a bush. Same bush Tony had landed in. They bonded. Kind of.

And then Loki showed up, because someone (cough Wanda cough) told him that a teenage ghost king with ancient death powers was living rent-free at Xavier’s. Loki tried to seduce Danny into joining his side. Danny asked if his horns were compensating for something. Loki cursed his shampoo to turn his hair pink. Danny retaliated by summoning an actual ghost bull to chase Loki through the halls while yelling, “Fight me, Party City Maleficent!”

Charles suspended them both for 48 hours.

Danny used the time off to open a haunted lemonade stand in the Danger Room. It made five grand and summoned three minor demons. Hank was not pleased.

And look, Danny was trying. He really was. He went to his classes (when he remembered), tried not to make sarcastic comments during training (he failed), and even got a job at the school paper writing ghost horoscopes. (“Sagittarius: avoid mirrors this week. Capricorn: the undead whisper secrets to you, don’t trust them unless they have snacks.”) But trouble followed him like a clingy poltergeist.

One time a field trip to Central Park ended with a ghost bear rampaging through the zoo. Another time, he got possessed by a Victorian poet ghost and started writing depressing haikus on the bathroom walls. He once accidentally opened a mini-portal in the girl’s dorm by sneezing. No one knew how. Not even Clockwork.

And oh, Clockwork?

He’d drop in occasionally, hovering in midair with that smug look, sipping ghost tea, and muttering things like, “Growth looks good on you,” while Danny was being chased by a ghost goose that had eaten a cursed student ID.

It was chaos.

It was ridiculous.

It was unhinged, feral, terrifying, and oddly heartwarming.

Because for the first time since he’d become half-ghost, since he’d died and come back and been crowned a spectral king with too many responsibilities and not enough hugs, Danny had a home that was weird enough for him. A home full of flying kids, clawed professors, laser eyes, psychic meltdowns, teleporting blue elves, and students who didn’t flinch when he told them his parents once tried to dissect him in a lab accident.

He was just another freak among freaks.

And he kinda loved it.

Even if his bedroom lights occasionally flickered Morse code insults.

Even if Logan kept threatening to shave his head in his sleep.

Even if Peter Parker made a “Ghost King Survival Kit” and stuffed it with snacks, holy water, and emotional support memes.

Even if the Cuckoo sisters left threatening notes in his locker written in glitter glue.

Even if Xavier kept giving him polite but exhausted psychic lectures about “not weaponizing the garden gnomes.”

Even if the Danger Room now had a setting labeled “Phantom Mode” that was literally just a green portal, a pissed-off dragon ghost, and an army of flying textbooks.

Danny Phantom was home.

And Ghost King or not, these mutants had no idea what kind of disaster they’d just adopted.

[yan-lorkai]

I have a few ask options if you don’t mind? for my man and loml chrollo lucilfer

1) yandere Chrollo with a really cute and sweet darling who loves the colour pink and her whole bedroom is pink and so is her personality, so he kinda fawns and dotes over her and treats her like glass

2) yandere chrollo with a witty sarcastic darling whose nen has been taken away, and they’re at the beach for a fun day

3) yandere Chrollo with a darling who usually begrudgingly shows affection but she’s been hit with an aphrodisiac from some enemy of Chrollo’s or something and so shes drooling for Chrollo and any touch he’ll give and he ofc loves that

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/n: Those were all interesting ideas but being sarcastic to Chrollo made my brain ache in a good way so I'm going with that idea here, darling! Plus shout out to that darling that said it would be funny if the reader had a more Gen z vocabulary, bcs this got hilarious 😂

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Tagging: @kurtswld

You sit on the warm sand, the waves crashing rhythmically in the distance, the sun bright overhead. It would be a beautiful day at the beach if not for the man lounging beside you, casually reading a book as if he hadn’t practically kidnapped you here.

Chrollo looks calm, almost serene, but you know better. Behind those dark eyes is a predator, waiting, watching, and ready to strike if you step out of line.

You sigh dramatically, tilting your head back and letting the sun soak into your skin. “I can’t believe you dragged me out here for some... ‘fun in the sun’ nonsense. What’s next? Building sandcastles? Catching crabs and shells?” You glance over at him with a smirk, waiting to see if your sarcasm will get a rise out of him.

Chrollo barely lifts his eyes from his book, but the faintest smile tugs at his lips. “Would you rather I kept you locked up inside?” His tone is smooth, unbothered, almost teasing. “I thought a change of scenery might lift your spirits, plus every human being needs some vitamin D.”

“Oh, wow, how considerate of you,” you deadpan, rolling your eyes. “You take my Nen, kidnap me, and now you’re trying to act like my sugar daddy or something. Real ‘slay,’ Chrollo.”

This time, he looks up, and there’s a glimmer of amusement in his gaze. “Slay?” he repeats, as if tasting the word. “Ah, yes. That’s what you say when someone does something impressive, right?”

“You got it, boomer,” you quip, knowing full well that calling him that would only serve to annoy him. You can’t help but grin when you see his eyes narrow slightly. “I mean, if ‘impressive’ is synonymous with ‘murderous psycho who likes playing with his food,’ then yeah, you’re totally slaying.”

He leans closer, setting the book down, and you can feel the shift in the air — the way his attention sharpens on you, even though his expression remains relaxed. “Careful now, darling. I might start thinking you enjoy pushing my buttons.”

You swallow but hold your ground, despite the little thrill of fear creeping up your spine. “Oh, yeah, this is my dream vacation, Chrollo. #KidnapGoals. Maybe I’ll even post about it, if you ever let me have my phone back.”

Chrollo chuckles softly, the sound low and dangerous. “You’re witty, I’ll give you that. But let’s not forget why we’re here. I could have brought you anywhere, yet I chose a place where you could relax. Perhaps you should show a little more gratitude.”

“Gratitude? Pfft, okay, sure. ‘Thanks for ruining my life, now let’s go get ice cream.’” You shoot him a mockingly sweet smile, winking at him while you had the chance. “Honestly, I think you’re the one who needed this beach day. Trying to remind yourself what normal people do for fun?”

Chrollo’s smile widens, and it sends a chill through you. “If I wanted to know what normal people do, I wouldn’t be here with you, darling. But I do enjoy your company. Even if you insist on using those bizarre phrases.”

You can’t help but snort. “Yeah, ‘cause I’m such a vibe, right?”

He tilts his head, considering your words. “Indeed. A most intriguing... vibe.” He leans closer, his lips almost brushing your ear, and your breath catches. “But don’t think I’ve forgotten how you keep testing my patience. There are limits, even for you.”

The warning is clear, but you refuse to let it dampen your spirit. “Noted. But if I’m stuck here, I might as well have a little fun, right?”

He pulls back, still smiling, but his eyes are dark, dangerous. “By all means, darling. Have your fun. Just remember, I’m the one who decides when it ends.”

You force yourself to grin, even as your heart pounds loudly on your chest. “Oh, don’t worry, Chrollo. I’m having a blast. Really. #LivingMyBestLife.”

For a moment, there’s silence between you, the sound of the waves filling the space. And then he chuckles again, softer this time, almost as if he’s genuinely amused. “I do enjoy your spirit,” he murmurs, his voice low. “It makes you all the more interesting to keep you around.”

You know better than to push your luck further, so you settle back on the sand, trying to enjoy the sun while you can. Because with Chrollo, you’re never sure how long these moments of “normalcy” will last before he decides to tighten the chains again.

And his smile is far too scarier to look at for more than 5 seconds. You would rather not look, nor hear him chuckling.

[abbielauren2024]

The Crescent’s Ascent

Chapter 1: Normal (not)

Leo stared at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes weary and tired.

Pathetic.

He offers himself a cocky grin and winks, firing off playful finger guns.

“How we doing, mi hermanos?” he practices softly. “Say, wanna drop by Hueso’s later?”

He holds the facade for another moment before groaning and letting his face fall. He grips the edges of the sink so tightly that his knuckles turn white.

“Get it together, Leo.” He chides himself. “You’re the face man, so fix your face!”

He straightens his shoulders and tries out another smirk, eyeing the tenseness in the rest of his body. Using the mirror as a guide he shifts his weight comfortably to the side, unclenching his jaw and cocking his head.

Better, definitely better.

A perfect facade if not for his guarded eyes.

He grumbles and leans closer to the mirror, bracing his trembling hands on the sink. When had his eyes lost their sparkle? When had his vibrant personality gone so… numb?

It didn’t matter anyways, he had plenty practice putting on a show. He would just shove away his emotions and portray whatever the situation called for:

Raph typically needed him to act a bit more chill, to be continually at ease and level-headed, a plan and a quip ready for any situation.

Sweet Mikey needed a playful big brother, someone he could goof off with and talk to without fear of judgement. Leo was always there for his little bro, whether it be admiring his art or comforting him while he cried, the tender-hearted little turtle (er, big turtle).

Donnie just needed someone to give him company and keep the mood lively. He didn’t really show emotions and would rather die than admit he needed affection, but on the inside he could get overwhelmed and panicky when left alone for too long. He was also quiet, which allowed him to be productive at times but also allowed him to get trapped in his head. Leo know how to fix that, and knew that although his excellent puns could occasionally annoy his twin they also helped him remain level-headed. A wall to bounce his ideas off of.

Mash all of those expectations together and you get one Hamato Leonardo, the witty and hilarious face-man of the Mad Dogs.

Not the weak and trembling turtle staring at him in the mirror.

“Come on!” He growls at his reflection, “Why is this so hard?”

“Leo?” A quick knock at the door made Leo jump. Mikey’s chipper voice came to him again from the other side: “You almost done, bro? We’re gonna go on patrol, then Raph said we could stop by Hueso’s for pizza!”

Leo took a deep breath, ignoring the tightness in his chest. Knowing his expression would affect his voice he forced a smile. “Yeah, sounds great Mike! Be out in a few!”

“You sure you’re good? You’ve already been in there for a bit.”

“You think looks this good come at the snap of your fingers?” He joked back, and he heard Mikey snort.

“Yeah, yeah. See you in a few, then.”

“Yep! See ya bro!” Leo’s whole body sagged with relief at the sound of Mikey’s footsteps fading. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. It was just a quick patrol, then pizza. Normal Leo would be all over this. Well, maybe not patrol, but a jaunt through NYC with his brothers? Maybe a race with Mikey, some banter with Donnie and a pizza-eating challenge with Raph? He should be thrilled!

His chest tightened again. But it would only take one misstep, he thought. One little fumble and all hell might break loose. Or worse, a Prison Dimension…

All because of one little failed catch…

Leo hissed and covered his head with his hands, trying to steady his breathing. It was okay, everything was okay. He was okay too. He just needed to keep on his toes and be perfect or at least not the screw-up he knew he was…

He could do that, couldn’t he?

And even if he did slip up, his brothers were there to catch him.

Duh.

Always.

Then why did it feel like someone the Kraang had his lungs in a death grip?

He huffed and shook his head to clear it. Alright Leon, showtime, he told himself, getting up from the bathroom floor (when did he get on the floor?). He put a grin on his face and walked out of the bathroom with ease.

I’m cool, I'm cooler than a cucumber, he encouraged himself as he rested one of his odachi across his shoulders. “Sup, mi hermanos. Your Face Man has arrived.”

There was a general groan from his three brothers, causing him to smirk. Operation Set-The-Mood: success.

“You’re late, ‘Nardo.” Donnie grumbled, tapping on his wrist tech.

Leo switches position, bracing the tip of his odachi against the floor to lean on it. “Excuse me, but a king is never late. Everyone else is simply… early.”

“First off, you should give up on that ‘King Leo’ idea. Never gonna happen. Secondly, you stole that from Princess Diaries.” Donnie replied in his usual deadpan voice.

“Hey, if the shoe fits!” Leo shrugged at the jab to his movie-reference. “But anyways, are you gonna stare at your tech all day or are we all gonna go out and have some fun?”

Donnie started to retort on his Cinderella reference, but Raph cut in before he could.

“Patrol first, then fun.” The snapper reminded, standing up and stretching.

“Aw, who says patrol can’t be fun?” Leo whined playfully, stomach twisting into knots.

“Come on, Leo. We gotta focus. We’re heroes!”

“Yeah, I’m gonna have to do an IOU on that pizza bite.” Leo joked. “But in the meantime, vamanos hermanos!”

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Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of The Crescent’s Ascent! The fic on AO3 as well as more chapters can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63911992/chapters/163921498

[augustyearroundprod]

Welcome to August’s Treats— paw-picked fiction podcast recommendations from August, the best dog and Chief Treat Officer of August Year Round Productions. He’s sniffing out the most delicious indie audio fiction out there, and dishing out some of our favorite bite-sized recommendations every other Sunday.

Whether you want something thrilling, chilling, or just downright delightful, August has a treat for you.

So check out our website, grab your headphones, and dig in!

I know I'm a day late in post BUT our second ever recommendation goes out to @worldgonewrongpod -- a hilarious and heartfelt fiction chat show podcast that I recently fell in love with, and I know you will too. You know I'm a sucker for a story about friendship!! Check it out!

[jhutchh19992]

CLAPTON DAVIS HEADCANONS

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Quirky Date Ideas: Clapton loves coming up with offbeat date ideas. One time, he suggested a date in an old arcade, playing retro games and making goofy challenges like "loser buys milkshakes."

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Music Geek: He’ll constantly share music playlists with you, packed with obscure indie bands, and occasionally throw in some ‘90s nostalgia, just to mess with you. His mixtapes are thoughtful and often come with handwritten notes about why each song made him think of you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Skateboarding Lessons: If you don’t already skate, Clapton would totally try to teach you. His lessons would involve a lot of falling, laughter, and him saying, “You’ll totally nail it next time,” as he holds your hand to help you balance.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Bedroom Shenanigans: He’d jokingly call himself an "underrated expert" in the bedroom, always keeping things light and fun. He loves experimenting but is also attentive to your comfort, making sure things never get too serious, always full of laughter.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Spontaneous Makeout Sessions: He has a habit of pulling you into secluded spots at school or random places just to steal a passionate kiss, especially when he knows you’re not expecting it. The thrill of almost getting caught adds to the excitement.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Protective but Chill: Despite his rebellious, slacker persona, Clapton has a protective side. If anyone messes with you, he’s right there, standing up for you—but in his own laid-back, nonchalant way, making a snarky comment that leaves them speechless.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Movie Marathons: As a lover of everything ‘90s, he’ll set up long movie marathons of cult classics like Clueless and Scream. He’s big on commentary, often providing hilarious live reviews as you watch together.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Lip-Biting: Clapton loves to kiss you slowly, dragging it out until you’re breathless, then finishing with a playful bite on your lower lip. He’ll smirk at how easily he can leave you wanting more, teasing you about how much you love it.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Hands Under Clothes: When you’re sitting together at a movie or somewhere dark, Clapton loves slipping his hands under your shirt or waistband, lightly tracing your skin, just enough to make you squirm while acting like nothing’s happening to anyone around you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Late-Night Adventures: Clapton loves spontaneous, late-night adventures. He’d wake you up at 3 AM, insisting you both sneak out to climb the town’s water tower to watch the sunrise.

That‘s it. sorry if you don‘t think its fitting. :)

[respectthepetty]

For a show that is so simple as Live in Love, I sure do have a lot of wild ass theories about these color-coded folks (in love?) after only two episodes.

First Theory: Boss Likes Kla

Kla, the main character, is a Blue Boy.

And last week, the series showed that Kla seemed to have had a crush on his friend Boss in high school, so when they met in the present, it was awkward, but Boss is now dating the female friend he liked from before, so . . . why does Boss have blue over his heart when he meets Kla again, ALONE, and offers him a job?

Sus, Boss!

Second Theory: GL Sides

Cake, the main love interest, is a Pink Person.

He has a lovely family comprised of a color-coded brother, an adorable mom, and the dad from the Thai Addicted Heroin.

Kla likes this Pink Person.

He likes him so much that he wasn't even terrified of Cake showing up to the live looking like this.

And he gets jealous when Cake goes out with his friends since he knows Cake is so adorable and will catch all the attention.

Because Kla wants to eat Cake.

Which is why Khing tries to be like Cake.

She wears pink.

And she makes treats for Kla.

But because I want a GL side couple, I think Khing doesn't go well with Kla since she isn't really a Pink Person.

Because, often, she seems to actually balance out Gina!

So . . . they're already in bed together. How much effort would it be to kiss?

Third Theory: Tim & Amp

Cake's little brother, Tim, is a Green Guy.

And he has been shown to be kinda . . . rude. Even when Gam was having a crisis in his house about his feelings for Pon, Tim basically told him to get over it and (appropriately) believed eating would be the remedy.

So although he should be a chill guy, he has shown he has some aggression in him, which could be why the red appears with the green on him.

Like even his sweater with "Pancakes" written on it in green has red text underneath it.

But maybe the red isn't just for him, but for the Red Rascal who he is supposed to berate for hassling his brother then eventually fall in love with!

Tim already bumped into Amp at orientation when Tim made Amp apologize to him, so give me this couple where the smaller one is the mean one and the taller one is the gentle one RIGHT NOW!

Not a Theory: I hate the live streams!

I like Gam and Pon, and I like that they showed up together in Kla's dream.

So when Pon showed up in real life with Dol, I was kinda pissed!

Because even if Yellow Yal Dol is there, Orange Oddity Pon must always have Cyan Cutie Gam (thanks @twig-tea) by his side like the fairy godparents they are.

And Pon finds all these small ways to constantly touch Gam and be near him.

So I thought it was hilarious that Kla consistently called out his friend for being oblivious.

And both Cake and Kla talked smack about Pon being ridiculous (because couples who gossip together, stay together).

So I was thrilled when Pon started getting jealous that Gam's entire existence doesn't revolve around him.

And I was even more excited that Pon lost his color while Gam lost his temper!

But I hated that Pon decided to start his confession ON A LIVE STREAM!

I know the name of this show, so I know I'll continue to get live streams, but if Cake and Kla's first encounter IRL is magically live streamed next week, I'm gonna riot!

Put the phones and musical instruments down!

[ratboyrhio]

I’m coming on here to address my fav fanfic troupes that I need more of:

Time travel - not ‘fix-its’ when they return to their past body or some shit, I mean full fledged time travel, into the past (or future if you’re felling especially devious) meeting themselves, and chaos and drama. (I’ve got a Byler fic like this called ‘Fuck the butterfly effect’ on ao3 as an example).

Secret relationships - I can’t stress enough the thrill I get from this one, hiding a relationship for whatever reason relating to whatever fandom (i.e. homophobia, enemies to lovers, closeted) just for everyone to accept them after coming out in either the cutest or most embarrassing way possible (I’ve read so many drarry fics with this but it’s never enough).

Streaming/Youtube AUs - I read an aziracrow one like this, I’ll have to find the link but I swear it was adorable. I just love the story through the screen of two famous YTs who either have no relation or are friends but are actually dating (not quite in secret just not announced) or even just one of them is famous and everyone loves the secret off screen ‘roommate’.

Jealous/protective character - OMFG DO I LOVE THIS. Just one character watching their s/o get flirted with who is oblivious that they’re being flirted with and then like snogging the shit out of them or blatantly exposing themselves as a couple in front of the flirts.

Immortal AU - again, Merlin/Merthur fics I’ve read with this concept are brilliant. I love a sassy immortal, the Merlin ones when Uther tries to execute him and fails is always hilarious. The drama is so hype too, like what do you mean they’re immortal and can’t die? What are we supposed to do with this now? And so badass too. Or like when Merlin gets a super deadly injury that would kill anyone else in front of Arthur and walks it off like nothing. Literal chills. This isn’t just a Merthur fic idea, it’s just the best example I can think of rn at 00:05.

Zombie apocalypse AUs - I’ve seen a lot of these, but again tying into the immortal concept where one person is like infected but doesn’t actually turn or they’re like half-zombie half-human and get badly injured but walk it off almost, y’know? Not so much this as others but I thought it was worth a mention.

[misc-obeyme]

Yo CC I HAD THE STRANGEST DREAM EVER It's kind of bizarre and I will DM you it instead, just cuz I want to be a mushroom right now That dream gave me an idea! A possessive MC who won't admit they are cuz... Well, MC kinda fucking with all of them and loves them all to death. So doesn't feel fair to ask them to look only to MC lol. Curious to know your thoughts about this... The dream synopsis will follow later...

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Okay so poly!MC who is possessive but feels like they can't act on that feeling because they're in love with everybody?? Honestly, I find that concept absolutely hilarious.

Like you guys all have to share me, but nobody else gets to have you...

I really don't think the characters would mind, actually. They're pretty chill about whatever MC does. And I think they'd like a possessive MC, even if MC is possessive of all of them. Like it makes them feel like they belong to MC, even if they aren't the only one, you know?

I think MC should just be themselves, don't hold back!!

Especially since some of the characters would have lovely reactions to a possessive MC.

Blushing mess: Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Mephisto

Locks himself in his room: Levi

Thrilled: Asmo, Diavolo, Solomon, Thirteen

Surprised but secretly enjoying it: Beel, Belphie, Barbatos, Simeon, Raphael

That's how I think it'd go lol.

[dude1818]

Anime Year in Review 2023

Last year I made a silly post ranking the three shows I happened to watch. This year, I got way more into anime (and manga), so let's do it properly this time

Revue Starlight* - Easy top star spot. This anime was flawless. I watched it twice this year and will be watching it again. The story, the animation, the music were all impeccable. The music, oh my god; I listen to the soundtrack every day. Some of my other favorites on this list I'd only recommend based on your personal tastes, but this show should be watched by everyone. (The sequel and spin-offs, not so much. They all use the revues in a way that completely undermines the premise of the main series)

Heavenly Delusion - So fucking good. Second on this list, but I think it's the best show that came out this year. Deeply traumatic, but in such a satisfying way. The horror elements were so brutal and so well done, and I love that the man-eating monsters were the least gruesome part of the show. If it wasn't for the stinker of the ice monster episode, I think this could've been my favorite anime

Call of the Night* - Adored this show. Yes it's a celebration of the hedonism of vampires, but it's so earnest and down-to-earth with it that it feels so good to watch that I did it twice (sub and dub). I also got into the manga, which is sadly wrapping up next month, but hopefully that prompts an announcement about season 2

Frieren: Beyond Journey's End - Super chill show, which is a great way to wind down the week. It's such a cool concept too, following the adventurer after the adventure is over. It's just a reflection on life and I love it

The Witch from Mercury (cour 2) - Given that I run a sideblog just for this show, it might be surprising that it's so low on my list, but the second cour was a lot weaker than the first. Not nearly enough of Suletta and Miorine interacting, and way too much chaff following Guel's B-plot. I've said it before, but I think the worst part of this Gundam show is that it's a Gundam show. A+ epilogue though, and Suletta is still my favorite character this year

Scott Pilgrim Takes Off - I enjoyed the original comic and the live action movie. I didn't realize this new adaption was really a sequel, but it ended up being a great way to bring the old story to the modern decade. (Two decades later isn't much, but it was very of-its-time)

Spy x Family (cour 2) - Very fun show. Following several viewpoint characters means the individual episodes might be hit-or-miss (as much as I love Anya, the episodes at the school are relatively bland), but the overall package was sweet and enjoyable

Nimona - Another comic I really enjoyed. The movie was strong, although it cut a lot of parts out that I thought were important to the original story

The Orbital Children - Directed by the same person who directed one of my long-time favorites (Dennou Coil), the first two acts of this really felt like a modern update. Stunning visuals, great sci-fi, thrilling adventure. Went totally off the deep in the third act, though

Joshiraku* - As the characters pointed out, adapting a manga that takes entirely inside the green room of a stand-up comedy club is an odd choice. It was off-the-charts hilarious, though. Considering some of the scripts were entirely pun-based, it must've been an immense amount of work to translate, but they absolutely pulled it off

Oshi no Ko - The only reason I watched this show was because the OP was such a banger. (Several fantastic anime songs by YOASOBI this year, and Idol is easily my favorite.) The first, feature-length episode was incredible and I literally cried at the end. If it was a stand-alone movie, it would be a couple of spots higher on this list. The rest of the show was fine, but not really what I was here for. I'll probably still watch season 2 though

Arknights: Prelude to Dawn* - I bounced off the gacha game immediately, but the worldbuilding and character designs seemed cool, so I wanted to give the anime adaptation a chance. The plot was very thin but serviceable enough. At least it looked nice to watch.

The Magical Revolution of ... - Not typing that whole thing out. It was a cute show. The yuri stuff was nice, but I wish for a show about a magical inventor, there was a non-zero amount of magical inventing shown on screen

* indicates the show aired prior to 2023

A lot of shows I really loved this year. Looking forward to next year, the anime I'm most hyped for is obviously Dungeon Meshi. It looks like it's going to be incredible. The second season of Arcane is also scheduled to come out late next year, which is also very exciting. Technically Frieren has a second cour in January, but they're airing both cours as basically a single 24-episode season, so that doesn't really count

For older shows I mean to catch up on, YouTube has recced me clips of probably every single joke from K-On!, and it's really grown on me. Definitely going to watch that soon. I'm also in the mood to watch Bocchi the Rock! again. I should also make myself watch the first couple episodes of PMMM. Nothing I've seen on Tumblr has grabbed me for that one, but it's right in the middle of some of the other shows I was gushing about here and it would be dumb not to try it

[teecupangel]

IDEA

Disclaimer: Fantasy Life (a 3ds game) is relatively unknown and I doubt that you know it. If you do, tell me please I have put 164 hours into this game and have no friends who know it. If you don’t, just ignore this ask, the story and game are complicated and don’t waste your time trying to figure it out for a tumblr ask. Backup question: what’s your favorite dinosaur?

Now, Fantasy Life idea:

Desmond AND Altair, Ezio, and Ratonhnhaké:ton all wake up in Fantasy Life in the place of the pov main character.

I think Altaïr would go for an Alchemist life before pivoting to do all the crafting ones. Get level 15 dagger skill so fast tho.

Ratonhnhaké:ton i think would initially go for Hunter life but mayyyybe the Wizard life would draw him in. He’d also be the most well rounded in terms of weapons even if he thinks it’s bullshit he can’t use a high level sword and shield.

Ezio im honestly not sure about. He might go for Paladin for the weapon style but I could honestly see him wanting to be a gatherer life instead. Or maybe a crafter.

Next to Ezio, Desmond would still probably switch the most. I have zero clue what he’d choose first he’d probably choose something out of panic at first and end up an Angler or smth lol.

During the story: Ezio tries and fails repeatedly to woo Yuelia, you can’t change my mind. Desmond finds it hilarious that he died due to problems with the Sun and now he’s having problems with the Moon. Altaïr is somehow the one keeping them all on track but also is the highest leveled in any and all of the skills he’s focusing on. Somehow, some way, impossibly, Altair makes a philosophers stone before they even make it to Al Maajik. Ezio is thrilled when he sees the Azure Rose and Rose Shield and uses them even if he has access to better weaponry. Ratonhnhaké:ton gets a dog from all three regions. Desmond immediately realizes they need the home in the Shopping District to hold all their stuff. Desmond unlocks the majority of the Bliss. Desmond at some point becomes a Cook. At least for a little bit.

I’ve got more but I think that’s enough.

I did not know about this but, considering it’s a Level 5 game, I am not surprised. Level 5 games tend to go under the radar with word of mouth being their best source of publicity (unless you get a super hit like Ni no Kuni).

It does remind me of Rune Factory a bit though. I would have tried it but the 3DS shop is already down. Oh, there’s going to be a new game for the Switch though, apparently, so we’ll see XD

I think you’re spot on with their life choices, especially Altaïr. He looks like the type of person who would craft lots of bombs and chuck them all to the enemies with his team wondering if this is Altaïr’s way of destressing and if they should be worried? Altaïr would probably try out Blacksmith too considering he did reworked the Hidden Blade and created the Hidden Gun. Did he recreate them in this world as well? Yeah, probably. It’s Altaïr.

No notes for Ratonhnhaké:ton, could totally see him going for Hunter first before branching out to check the other lives just to get a feel if any of them would be interesting in his eyes.

Ezio would go for Paladin at the start until he realized that he didn’t have to focus on fighting anymore. Sure there was the whole ‘the world is in trouble’ plot going on but he’s not alone in this and they have allies they can rely on. Ezio would change to something more chill like a Woodcutter, Angler or Tailor. He’s trying out the more chill lives to see which one he would enjoy and he’s happy that being a Farmer isn’t an option because he believes farming would just remind him of how much he misses his family.

Desmond would pick Mercenary first because Ezio had already picked Paladin and Ratonhnhaké:ton picked Hunter so he thought he’d pick the last remaining combat class. He doesn’t know magic so he didn’t pick Wizard. Also, he expected Altaïr to pick Wizard and Altaïr picking Alchemist is what made Desmond slowly start to realize the same as Ezio, that he doesn’t have to pick a ‘combat’ life. Sure, the first time he started to cook was when Altaïr invented protein bars (wtf) and Desmond needed to put his foot down because he is not going to eat protein bars for the rest of his life (Ezio was still in his Paladin phase). The reason why Ezio didn’t pick Cook is because Desmond eventually settled on a Cook life because he enjoyed cooking. There’s a kind of control in it that he didn’t have before and, also, this way, he can be sure his ancestors actually eat (especially Altaïr who tend to forget he needs to eat when he’s in a middle of experimenting).

I feel like in the end of this entire thing, Altaïr would have managed to recreate an Apple of Eden (which he just throws at Desmond because Desmond is a cook. Desmond is offended and wanted to hit Altaïr with his frying pan) and the Armor of Altaïr (which he gives to both Ratonhnhaké:ton and Ezio).

(Feel free to add more. I read TvTropes for this one hahahaha)

(I think it would be Archaeopteryx mainly because they’re supposedly around the size of a magpie and looks like the midway point of a dinosaur and bird looks like.)

[hereidinathoreauwrites]

What is the best Magic School Bus episode and why you’re wrong it’s In the Haunted House

In honor of the 30th anniversary of the MSB premiere (god that makes me feel old), have a hastily assembled post about why this is the best episode of this completely unhinged and delightful show for kids from the 90s.

The plot of this episode revolves around Carlos trying to make his invented instrument sound like not crap and Ms. Frizzle barely knowing what's going on but rolling with it anyway.

This episode begins, begins with a rendition of the William Tell Overture. No explanation, in fact we find out several minutes later that DA is passing this off as "Concerto for Invented Instrument", an original piece she composed so Carlos could show off said invented instrument.

They're really just gonna drop the idea that an 8-year old composed a piece like this and she's not being scouted as the next Mozart? Were we really that bored in the 90s?

Because PBS shows get a budget of like 5 and need that royalty-free music! But is it just a recording of any old orchestra playing this song? No. It's a recording using specifically the instruments the kids are shown to be playing.

As Carlos laments that his instrument sounds "ploopy" (a word they repeat all episode that means nothing but somehow fits the sound perfectly), the woman herself makes an ENTRANCE. This is by no means Ms. Frizzle's most eccentric entrance but it is the one that serves the most. She's a one-woman band, effortlessly showing off footwork skills and musical knowledge with her array of instruments.

Then she just shoves the whole contraption in a desk drawer like a Time Lord and continues with no explanation.

After some exposition (yada, yada, concert coming up, instrument needs to be fixed) they all rush off to the Sound Museum. On the way, Carlos keeps trying to fix his instrument and laments that he needs more time. (side note, the sound mixing on this instrument is incredible; I wish there was a way to put in a sound clip because every time unique and every time is utter perfection).

So what's a boy inventor to do? Have his trusty teacher crash the bus of course! For no apparent reason, Ms. Frizzle has the bus go nuts with speed and sound until it overheats and they get stuck.

(look at this bus winking like it's in on the ruse!). So now they're without a bus for the rest of the episode.

Carlos is thrilled (more time to fix his instrument!) and DA is horrified.

(Another side note, DA is giving peak sass this episode. On the one hand it's very funny. On the other, you can tell it's because this concert matters to her.)

So they decide their best course of action is to just push the bus through the dark.

Pretty soon they arrive at this place.

Just a goddamned castle. Where lightning strikes on a clear night. Ya know, just for the aesthetic.

This episode is all spooky vibes without explicitly being a Halloween episode. And despite the creepy stuff it manages to be hilarious at the same time.

The house is indeed EARy and unsettling with things like hidden doors, paintings who's eyes move and books that make noise, even one that inexplicably screams. Not to mention the strange ghostly sound they keep hearing. And Ms. Frizzle is very chill about all of this. She even tells them the history of the house, which contains a ghost story.

She's just messing with them now, right? You don't tell freaked out 8 years olds a ghost story about the creepy house they're stranded in. But that is how Ms. Frizzle do.

And when it becomes clear that the place is empty, she just claims squatters rights and says they're staying the night.

(Permission slips? Really?)

And she's barely said that when they find a conveniently arranged dormitory laid out just for them. But in typical kids during a sleepover behavior, the kids wander off following that mysterious sound and discover even more crazy rooms in this house.

Oh and Ms. Frizzle casually mountain climbing in said room. Who makes a ski lift appear out of nowhere to get the kids out of the room.

It's only here, three-quarters of the way in that someone on the writing staff realized this was all plot with no lesson. And then they scramble to teach something about vibrations and sound. Using giant instruments and goggles that let you see sound (I was so mad when I found out those weren't real).

After a quick realization on how vibration creates sound, Carlos rushes off to fix his instrument, only to find it missing!

And then they fall down a closet into the dungeon basement. And it's there that we finally meet the rogue soundster - the great granddaughter of the original owner of the house! Voiced by Carol Channing?! The Broadway legend?? Her eccentric voice matched this one-off character perfectly.

Turns out she stole Carlos' instrument; why it's never quite explained but she helps him to fix it just in time for the concert. Which goes off without a hitch.

Carlos donates his instrument to the museum and the episode ends with Ms. Frizzle and Cornelia jamming on their respective instruments and instantly creating a classic.

Where did this sound museum come from? How did the original Cornelia disappear? How did Ms. Frizzle know Cornelia II? Why do the books make sound? Why was Ms. Frizzle mountain climbing? Why did Ms. Frizzle tear down a wall at one point and no one cared? Why did an old lady who is definitely a ghost or an immortal steal an instrument just to hold onto it until the owner found her? Where did Ms. Frizzle get her instrument from, she left it in the bigger-on-the-inside desk drawer at school!?

Shut up and enjoy your 90s cartoon about how sound works.

I'm pretty sure this episode gave life to all the Carlos x DA shippers too. And not without cause.

(Keesha ships it.)

So yeah, all plot, all vibes with the barest hint of a lesson, never-ending sass and absolutely no explanation for anything?

Best episode.

[nickeverdeen]

May I have a The Umbrella Academy match-up, please?  I'm 5'4 "and have shoulder-length blonde hair ( dyed and shaved on the right side) I have hazel eyes and wear red framed glasses. I'm introverted and can usually be found playing video games or listening to music.

I'd say I'm pretty laid back and have a filthy/dark sense of humor. Not big fan of people, yet I try to be polite. I can get insecure about myself and experience small episodes of depression and anxiety.

I currently have nine tattoos, possibly more in the future. Short tempered and sarcastic. Knows when to give others space when needed. Empathic towards others. ( Male Please / Romantic ^^)

Your TUA match is…

Klaus Hargreeves

Klaus would absolutely love your dark and filthy sense of humor

He’d often crack jokes that only the two of you find hilarious, creating a private world of inside jokes and laughter

Klaus might not be a hardcore gamer, but he’d love spending time with you while you play

He’d sit beside you, offering colorful commentary on whatever game you’re playing, or occasionally grabbing the controller for some chaotic fun

Music is a big part of Klaus’s life, and he’d be thrilled to share his eclectic taste with you

You’d both enjoy long sessions of listening to music, whether it’s a chilled-out playlist for winding down or something more upbeat and wild

Klaus is no stranger to sleepless nights

You’d often find yourselves deep in conversation late into the night, talking about life, death, the universe, and everything in between

Klaus would be fascinated by your tattoos and would love to go with you for your next one

He might even suggest getting matching tattoos, or at the very least, something that symbolizes your bond

Klaus understands the need for space, and he would give you all the room you need when you’re feeling down

He’d quietly leave you alone but would always be ready with comfort when you’re ready to talk

Klaus would be drawn to the creativity you express, whether through your tattoos, your style, or your gaming

He’d see you as a kindred spirit, someone who expresses themselves in ways the world might not always understand

Klaus would sometimes drag you out of your introverted shell for spontaneous adventures

Whether it’s a wild night out or a random road trip, he’d ensure life is never boring with him around

Klaus, with his empathic side, would deeply connect with you emotionally

He’d understand your insecurities and mental health struggles, offering comfort and support without judgment

Your shared love for sarcasm would lead to endless banter between the two of you

Klaus would enjoy teasing you, but it would always be in good fun, knowing you can dish it back just as well

Klaus would admire your unique style, especially your shaved side and edgy look

He might even steal your clothes occasionally, rocking them with his own flamboyant flair

Despite his often carefree attitude, Klaus is fiercely loyal

He’d stand by you through thick and thin, always ready to support you or protect you from anything or anyone that tries to bring you down

[kdinjenzen]

What was your favorite character to voice act?

What about the experience was so enjoyable?

And if you could change anything about that experience, what would you want to be different about it?

Honestly the last two times I went In-Studio, not remote, to record stuff were some of my favorite moments in the booth of all time.

The first was because I had a director who really challenged me and, I feel, pulled performances out of me that I wouldn’t have been able to do without them guiding me through their process and methodology. It was exhausting and thrilling and I really want to work with that director again.

The second was more because it was just a goofy fun time, the entire team was hilarious and the mood was entirely relaxed. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so relaxed or just “riding the vibes” as I did that day. Can’t say anything else at the moment, but it was such a chill time and when it was over I wished it had lasted longer.

Honestly, fwiw, I just want to do more with more people. The more I work with different directors, engineers, casting folks, etc the more I learn about each persons style and skill set and I am able to take that experience, learn from it, grow, and make amazing memories.

[doonarose]

So this is now the problem. More work woes.

Painful PhD student continues to mostly act like she didn't spend almost two months refusing to speak to me and hasn't been completely unproductive for the first third of the year. I've basically decided to fake it with her, be sickly sweet but also structure the ever living shit out of her time to try to get her back on track.

This includes twice-weekly meetings (she is already complaining two one hour chats a week is too much but she's the one who said she needed more feedback/help), weekly task deadlines that are both clearly actionable and measurable, and a more strict 9-5 workplace mode.

I've made the mistake in the past with allowing for flexibility because I come from labs where that's worked. Because some people want to start at 7am and some people want to start at 11am and some people want to get a lot of reading and writing done at home. And all those people are doing 40 hours minimum. But here... not so much. So 9-5, with any unproductive time (long coffee breaks, chatting to friends, leaving for appointments, or paid teaching) to be made up beyond 9-5. And on day one of that edict, she wanders in at 9.20. At 10.15 she fucks off to serve up cake to the seven members of faculty who can be arsed coming to morning tea, comes back at 11.15. And now she's sitting in the office chatting with the two psych PhD students. None of which is the problem but she won't make that time up. And all of a sudden she's wasted there hours on a Monday morning.

AND, the bigger problem is that I've point blank said I'm going to try very hard to keep a strictly professional relationship with this girl because unprofessional conversations have offended her in the past (me being high brow and judging her smut reading is the best, most hilarious example). In actuality these things did not offend her but when she was cornered and asked to pinpoint things I'd done wrong, this was something she could weaponize...

So we're admiring student's baking skills and psych PhD student (keep in mind everyone in this conversation is 25 years or older) pulls out her phone to show me the cake she baked for her dad's 69th birthday. She says something along the lines of '69 being the classic sex number' and I deadpan back, 'no, I didn't know that, what do you mean?' because is the dynamic I've cultivated. I want to be cool and chill with the senior research students but it doesn't hurt if I'm seen as a bit out of touch and prudish... no one is going to buy that I don't know what 69 is but they will buy that I'm a bit hesitant to discuss it.

And it's a fucking glorious cake. Not the number 69 but a genuine pair of cake people under the covers but still with a dick in a mouth visible and another head stuffed against the other's arse. Great work. i could talk a lot about this. But of course, I can't now. Because this fucking pos PhD student has taken that from me and I can't engage at all so I had to fully commit to being a boring arsehole and scurry back into my office.

I fully expect that poor psych student to come and apologize to me later and I'll have to try to explain that I actually thought it was hilarious and I am just being more careful about covering my arse.

And fuckwit PhD student will never realise she's making this place that little bit more depressing. because I'd really have liked to provide further commentary on the 69 cake.

Anyhoo. Thrilled with some of the comments on my fic. Maybe sunday night so I wake up to comments is the best posting time...

[glittertomb]

Nobody asked but these are some of my favorite podcasts!

I’ve gotten really into podcasts the past couple of years because of social isolation, my knitting addiction, and because they really help me get through tedious chores like folding laundry and washing dishes (this is honestly my favorite adhd hack, besides turning on instrumental fantasy music so I can focus when reading). So I’ve definitely cultivated a little mind garden of spooky, magical, and informative podcasts that I wanted to share with you. Some are more mainstream, some are a little more obscure, but all of them are dear to me and have comforted and nourished me during dark days.

National park after dark~ my current favorite podcast is hosted by two new englanders with backgrounds in conservation, animal care, and park exploration who share stories about dark happenings, mysterious sightings, perilous treks, and deadly experiences at national parks across the globe

Your magic~ an inclusive and open-minded modern magic podcast hosted by popular author, tarot fanatic, and lifelong witch Michelle Tea that features an amazing lineup of diverse guests including scientists, musicians, actors, social justice advocates, fledgling magic practitioners, and people who were practicing magic without even realizing it

Pleasing Terrors~ hosted by a former tour guide of haunted locations, this podcast explores morbid histories, creepy folktales, and unexplained circumstances from the perspective of a person who has devoted their life to researching and sharing ghost stories for over 20 years

Out There~ this queer host with a voice like melted butta tells dramatic tales about the encounters with, descriptions of, and theories about the cryptids that haunt our imaginations (the podcast used to include a weird club segment at the end where they would invite their hilarious friends to discuss the believability of the featured cryptid, but it’s been missing for a few months and I hope it comes back 🥺)

Lore~ most people are probably aware of this delightfully spooky podcast about frightening folklore, but I had to include it because this is one of my go-to podcasts for when I’m taking a nighttime bath by candlelight and need a good spooky story to soak to, because I’m a little weirdo like that

The Strange and unusual podcast~ intoxicating and beautifully-told macabre stories that range from dark fairytales, mysterious murders, tainted histories, and hand-woven tales crafted by the host herself (it’s accompanied by melancholic music and the occasional low budget sound effects of people grunting/dying lol)

Morbid~ my emotional support murder podcast 😭😹. I was never really one to follow true crime, but I discovered this popular podcast when researching the haunted past of lake Lanier and I fell in love with these girls and their wonderful storytelling, hilarious banter, and thoughtful perspectives. Plus, getting extra insight from Alaina’s autopsy background is fascinating to me. And who doesn’t love the delightful nonsense and off-the-cuff witticisms that spout from Ash.

Cults~ this is the podcast that got me into daily listening! I was a big fan of welcome to night vale since the beginning, but Cults is the podcast that truly got me hooked on podcast listening and I even fall asleep to it (I guess listening to horrifying stories about mass manipulation is… soothing? Am I okay?). The podcast has unfortunately been on a year long hiatus but it has an ton of archived episodes that will thrill and chill you. Now I guess I need to start a new cult so they can have more content 🤔🤫

Coffee & Cauldrons~ this podcast is hosted by two professional tarot readers with mentoring personalities who want to make the world of magic accessible to everyone. Their show includes book recommendations for beginners, insights on how to practice during different lunar phases, tips on creating your own altar, and stories about their personal practice.

Spooked~ the latest podcast I’ve added to my very long list is hosted by a black creator who shares ghost stories from the first-person perspective. I really like this podcast because it’s produced by a team of people who are very diverse in race, age, gender, location, and background, and the guests they feature on the podcast to tell their own stories are just as varied.

If you made it to the end, thank ya and love ya! Happy spooking! 💜🌸👻