An illustration of Tomie, reading “Tomie.”
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An illustration of Tomie, reading “Tomie.”
Me: makes a casual post about interest Me: immediately gets followed by a whole bunch of quality people Me:
>> I’m going to try to come back. Like if you’d be interested in rping with a really AU version of Junji Ito’s Tomie?
is it cold in here or is that just my heart
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And there was no longer a desire to drink, only a gun directed at that… Thing.
Crawls right up to him, pressing the gun into her naked chest.
“Is that anyway to great a lady?” she giggles.
“I just need a good woman to drink with now.”
Crawls out from the ceiling like the grudge.
mun did a bad thing and now I feel sick to my stomach
i kinda got really on a roll with the tomie-fueled insults and it spilled over into actually hurting someone’s feelings. Someone who didn’t ask me for it.
i might just... go for a while...
There’s a sound in the goddamned Hamilton soundtrack (the only thing I listen to ever these days) that’s like vaguely like the “new message” sound and I keep flipping through my blogs trying to figure out who messaged me
Like this post for a thorough ic roasting in your inbox.
weird noises: happen in the wee hours
me, unaffected: the only supernatural and ominous force in this place is me and i was here first, so whatever and whoever you are you need to Go
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☽║☾ One of his favorite spots to relax && enjoy the intoxicating hum-drum energy of humanity was coffee shops.
Ordering an iced chai (as per usual– gods were finicky with their tastes, after all), he took his seat by the window. At this vantage point he could freely observe the people that walked past, carefree in the warm summer weather.
It was with a sudden intensity that his eyes found that of a young woman with straight black hair. Though he could only see her from the side, Anubis felt his gaze linger far longer than it had on the other people he had observed that morning. It was magnetic– wholly inhuman, a feeling much like in the presence of the other deities of his pantheon.
Could she be a young goddess? There was one way to find out.
As the woman entered the coffee shop, Anubis waved an arm, smiling widely.
“Excuse me, miss! Sorry to bother you, but may I ask you a question? I won’t take up too much of your time, promise!”
Even in the summer heat, Tomie covered her body with a light, fashionable coat. Her latest distraction had stabbed her in the gut and even with the hasty gauze wrapping, blood was still seeping through. All in all, a great fucking day.
Logic demanded she go home and wash all the blood out before it took hold and gained sentience, but her stress levels instead drove her into a coffee shop -- into the cool air conditioning and the bittersweet smell of ground beans, caramel, and whipped cream. The strong scent snuffed out the stench of blood and the tension wept out of Tomie’s shoulders.
But then a voice called out to her and she went back in time. Not Tomie, not Lily, not Lilith, instead she was Ishtar, a Babylonian goddess of fertility, love, war and sex. She remembers Gilgamesh and his damned cow (well to be honest she did threaten it out of him and then made it attack). It brings her back to a place she’d hoped forgotten, for her precious people from that time were lost.
She turns to him, baffled, and blinks. “Anu...?”