riddle in the sky

deep in JOJO hell [she/they] [18+] • AO3 •

[neuehell]

Tomorrow comes yesterday.

[snowlattes]

bottled feelings (1/?)

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[sreegs]

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SHIVERS [Legendary: Success] — Before you stands an inflatable pool filled with plastic balls. Despite being referred to as a "pit", it's quite shallow. Currently inhabited by a handful of young denizens, members of a social network, faces painted to look like characters from a story about teenagers who bring about the end of the old world and start anew.

YOU — What else do I see?

SHIVERS — It's flanked by an inflatable castle. The fans used to keep these structures erect fill the conference hall with an ominous drone, washing out the conversations around you. You can make out an utterance about shipping, but it's evident none of these people are involved in freight. Occasionally, a shoe squeaking on the concrete floor pierces the drone. You feel insignificant, and out of place here.

YOU — Embrace the cold.

SHIVERS — Further outward, you can sense rooms partitioned for speaker panels and lectures. Rows of empty chairs facing a podium, soon to be the stage for a one act tragedy. The anticipation of throngs of guests has uncoiled into an underwhelming sadness. The heroes and storytellers the people have been promised will not be making an appearance.

SHIVERS — At the hotel desk, a small calamity is brewing into a storm. A debt must be paid, and quickly, before the people taking part in this little experiment are expelled into the rain.

YOU — Where am I?

SHIVERS — Even further out, you see the building you are within. A cement and steel structure surrounded by acres of wet asphalt, just off the I 90. You are in Schaumberg. You are at Dashcon. You have one more hour in the pit.

[fandomsarefriends-notfood]

It's not an "abandoned" WIP, I didn't intentionally leave it in the forest to die and forget about it, it is a lost wip who wandered into the forest despite my pleas not to. I sit at the edge of the forest every day and hear it calling for help but there is nothing I can do. It is a haunting wip

[bethhiraeth-deactivated20250818]

I have three modes of reading

Dont read

Read a 500 page book in a day

Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion

[marisatomay]

not a single recipe on earth is honest about how long it takes to caramelize onions

[marisatomay]

recipes shouldn’t even estimate how long it will take it should just say “caramelize onions (god help you — you’re now on onion time)”

[zuosixiaoji]

[ishikorokoroishi]

Photo by Ishikoro.

Series : Flowers and plants.  Japan, 2022.

Love & Peace!!

[dappermouth]

Up above, the haunted glow of the Anti-Tourism Bureau.

[monmon-eree]

[neon-ufo]

the best since 1988, take 2 electric boogaloo

[libbyframe]

Hello welcome from Twitter, here are my favorite flower illustrations I’ve done

[soulcaketuesday]

no one plays four hands beethoven symphonies for an audience. it’s just for the players. god is in the very small. this is why we want to marry.

[kallistoi]

[image description: a digitally illustrated comic of various characters from revolutionary girl utena with text interspersed in the panels:

“this moment. this tiniest touch.” - utena and anthy reaching to clasp hands, their fingers brushing each other.

“i didn’t decide for that. it happened to me and i was changed. god is in the touch.” - the end credits photo of utena and anthy holding hands.

“god is she and i sitting on a bench.” - juri and shiori walking next to each other in fencing uniforms.

“or dancing to a prelude.” - birds in miki and kozue’s nest box.

“or one person smiling in a crowd.” - wakaba and nanami leaning against a windowsill next to each other.

“or plunking out the wrong notes.” - saionji reclining on the back of touga’s bike as he pedals.

“god is in the practice room. god is in the kitchen. god is in the bedroom.” - various illustrations of utena and anthy holding hands.

“fingertips and knuckles.” - utena’s bloody hand reaching for the rose gate.]

[malizce]

I can be your angle yuor devol

[bubblegum-gf]

tumblr isn’t a social media it’s a farmers market and the people you follow are the vendors and your mutuals are regulars and sometimes a person I buy pumpkins from will start selling realistic models of sailboats and damn i’m not gonna buy any but I will come by and compliment you on your sailboats

[tofublock]

nahida

[peevishpants]

And it's lights out and away we go, folks, right here from Whale Island!

Drawn as a location spread for @hxhtravelzine! Aftersales are open if you'd like to grab something from the project ^v^