[lokicalloway]

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[huntedgod]

𝐍𝐏𝐂 ... identification : enoch "smokey" sullivan ( age: 82 / occupation: former railroad mechanic for the eden traion station / status: alive )

smokey was just a young man when finn jackson was the focus of the town; he was a drifter with charm, strange eyes, and a hunger for something bigger than money. smokey worked night shifts at the eden train station, and one night, he saw finn jackson step off a train from nowhere — no ticket, no bags, just a leather-bound book under his arm and a voice that made dogs whine.

smokey wasn’t one to scare easily, but things started happening after finn showed up. people vanished. strange chants in the trees. one night, smokey followed a lantern light into the woods and saw a gathering with cloaked figures, a circle of carved stones, and something that didn’t belong on two legs or four, crawling out of a hole in the earth.

he didn’t speak of it. not then.

when the eden train station closed in 1947, smokey disappeared into the woods. built a shack and took up talking to birds and carving charms out of bone. folks said he lost his mind. what they didn’t know is that finn came to him, more than once. each time, finn offered him a place at his side. each time, smokey refused.

“didn’t want no blood gospel in my lungs,” he once told a child who got lost near his cabin.

what smokey knows:

he saw the first blood rite performed in eden.

he knows where the original chapel was built, but it is not the one still standing.

he keeps a map etched into the walls of his shack with cryptic symbols, dates, and places where bodies were found but never claimed.

he speaks of “the hollowing”—a ritual that never fully succeeded, but may be coming again.

@cahrson sent 😮 to meet an npc in loki's life

[davidayer]

[coffeeandmusic82]

[carlschandler]

Carl Grimes in every episode - Wrath

Dear Carl. I remember. I forgot who I was. You made me remember. I remember that feeling, walking with you that day. Like I finally knew who I was for the first time in my life. Thing is, we were walking side-by-side, but you were bringin’ me somewhere. Bringin’ me here. Bringin’ all of us to the new world, Carl. You showed me the new world. You made it real. I see it. I remember.

[lorigrimes]

twd parallels → after // how it’s gotta be

[pillowspells]

“An old house with its windows gone always makes me think of something dead with its eyes picked out.” ⁠— Lucy Maud Montgomery

[ethelcain-songs]

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Eden Ethel Cain

In the valley where my lover sleeps I make off to that mortal keep My darling dreams of me And the things I’ve seen

Will you lay me down? Will you lay with me? Will you lay me down? Where I left my love

In the valley where the angels sleep You will come to regret me I’ve done terrible things I’m a woman of immeasurable sin

Will you lay me down? Will you lay with me? Will you lay me down? Where I left my love

Love is dead and I killеd it Righteousness is gone and I lost it

[lokicalloway]

𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗒 ❪   ¹¹ / ???   ❫

[lokicalloway]

𝐍𝐏𝐂 ... identification : rafael rivera ( age: 50 / occupation: journalist and writer for the eden gazette / status: deceased )

rafael was born and raised in eden. his father was a bootlegger, and his mother was a seamstress with a soft voice and a sharper hand. rafael fled eden briefly in his twenties, chasing big-city journalism all the way in memphis, but returned when his younger sister went missing in 1978. it was later revealed that she vanished after attending a late-night revival meeting held in a barn outside of eden’s town limits.

her name was elena rivera, and silas jackson was already building his cult in the shadows by then.

rafael knew the circle of ravenous hearts had something to do with her disappearance. but with no body, no witnesses, and an entire town too scared or too complicit to speak, he was left with nothing but questions and a notebook full of silence.

since then, he and martin duvall had been running the eden gazette, but barely. officially, it’s a community paper filled with obituaries, high school football stats, and church bake sale coverage. unofficially, it’s the only local publication that’s ever dared to hint at the darkness beneath eden’s polite exterior.

over time, he found evidence of multiple missing persons reports that had been filed and then sealed. he discovered photographs of crude altars, strange symbols carved into tree bark near the abandoned eden train station, and an unpublished coroner’s note suggesting bite marks on a body didn’t match any known animal.

most damning of all, he’d begun to connect silas jackson, a charismatic preacher who once held tent revivals on the edge of town, with a land trust that owned undeclared property deep in the woods, near the ruins of the chapel where the circle of ravenous hearts gathered.

in october of 1989, rafael’s body was found in his home, slumped over his desk. cause of death: apparent heart failure.

but those who knew him said rafael was in good health. strong as a mule, still walking miles every morning, still able to pound out 70 words per minute on that clacking old underwood typewriter. stranger still, the file cabinet in his office had been pried open, and dozens of pages of notes were missing. his most recent tape recording ended with static, followed by a faint voice whispering:

“you’ve seen too much.”

[astraeawrites]

Nightcrawler (2014) dir. Dan Gilroy

[lokicalloway]

𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗒 ❪   ¹⁰ / ???   ❫

[heisdreamy]

Be ready. Hurricane, flood, whatever it ends up being. No more food gets delivered to the grocery store, gas stations dry up. People just turn on each another and uh…all of a sudden all that stands between you and being dead is you.

[queermasculine]

[gripping the sink] perfectionism does not help me avoid embarrassment or shame. perfectionism is in itself a form of shame. when i struggle with perfectionism i struggle with shame. when i struggle with perfectionism i struggle with shame. when i struggle with perfectionism i struggle with shame

[aloneintemporaryplaces-deactiva]

[randalkirkland]

THE WALKING DEAD: DEAD CITY (2023-) S02E01 - 'Power Equals Power'

[foresteeyes]

i think love is stored in nighttime conversations and “did you eat yet” and books left outside your door and “i waited to watch this with you” and splitting something in half to share and “im proud of you” and folded towels and “you can pick” and heads on shoulders and “you’re right, that was shitty. im sorry” and knocks on doors and “DINNER!” and stupid jokes and “hey i got this for you” and coffee made just right and… there are so many ways people say i love you silently every day over and over again if you only listen