#(here we go...!)

[doodledstars]

Thank you for joining me in this countdown! I'm very excited to reveal my special project tomorrow! ^0^

[acosmicwayfarer]

A snowy starter for @psychobind.~ 🌨️

A fascinating property that accompanied common forms of snowfall was a quiet nature; a natural sound proofing. It was, in fact, beyond notions of fiction and fantasy to know it for its quietude as it was very real.

Aeden was a robust place, full of life in nearly every corner, be it flora or fauna. A widely acclaimed synthetic paradise and a home away from home for many. The ambience was part of the experience; however, there was a tranquility that accompanied this snowy silence. It was as if the metropolis itself had been laid to rest. There was solace found in a more soundly - or soundlessly - sleeping city.

Plucking herself from the depths of her thoughts, she glanced over at Wagnas, who sat snugly upon a portion of the living room sofa with her. His gaze was locked upon the cold, quiet cityscape she pondered beyond the window. Taking note of the steam still drifting from atop the cup nestled within his grasp, she was reminded of her own, retrieving it from the coffee table. It was allowed a moment to rest before her; clutching it ever gently, she noted its reminiscent and serene aroma. A small sip was then taken. It was as soothing in taste as it was in fragrance.

Jasmine green tea was a favorite of hers - and it was no secret. Familiarity was interwoven into the essence of petals and tea leaves that comprised it, though, there was something that carried what felt to be a memory within its taste more precisely as well. She had partaken of this blend before, perhaps... long ago. A vague recollection, but a recollection nonetheless.

Reclining once more, she briefly contemplated the stretch of blanket that claimed her shoulder. It was given a soft tug, assessing whether or not it could be persuaded to allow her more of it... alas, it would seem there was only so much to be given. From here, anyway. Which was to say, there was an answer to the miniature dilemma of this missing manta, but...

With some hesitation and a signature brand of uncertainty, Sal contemplated said resolution. Her eyes scaled facets of the table, the floor - they darted about her with little aim, really, before she shifted mere inches to the right. Just a little. Just enough.

But it wasn't enough... the blanket would not yet yield the fuller extents of its comforts, oh no. How was there still not enough blanket? It was a big blanket!

The wayfarer moved again, another short measure to the right... Unintentionally brushing against Wagnas' leg with her tea-bearing hand in the process, it was retrieved in an instant - or as swiftly as a tea-bearing hand could be withdrawn. Not that it much mattered. For she now sat flush to him, shoulder to shoulder. At least the blanket finally gave way... somewhat.

An apology wasn't necessary and withheld by extension; nevertheless, it was written all over her face.

"Could almost be a painting." The view was offered commentary, her voice soft, despite addled nerves. "Does it snow back at home?"

[aandrezel]

[The Wohlhändler estate in Greifswald. The interminable twilight of the Baltic coast, evenings stretching toward the white light of midsummer.]

Marcus and Konrad are drinking at the window; Konrad lights a cigarette. Jordan stretches on the sofa, embroidery spread out on her lap. Constanz readies an injection. Ferdinand has had rather a lot to drink already, his tie untied and his hands whittling at the tips of his pencils with the little knife he’s taken to keeping in his back pocket. He switches on the wireless.

[Panwar comment on the crowd; on Jan and Helena’s entrance; on the upcoming election, five days away in Amsterdam.]

[duskfloret]

「 @stxrscourged / ☠ 」

「 ☠ 」 “Oi, goth man,” she addressed the stranger as she skipped up to his side. She could sense the dark magic he gave off from a mile away, and honestly, it excited her to meet someone similar to her in that regard. And he certainly dressed the part, too! “Know any good places to eat around here?”

[insectmedley]

What is Insect Medley?

It’s basically something where you make a humanoid bug oc, and then use that oc however you like! You want to make an ask blog for your bug oc? Go right ahead! You want to make the design but not do anything with it? That’s cool too! It’s your oc, you do what you want with it! Essentially I’m hoping to create a little community of bug ocs with this, where everyone can rp, make aus and headcanons, just do whatever you please with them. You want to do it? Then read these rules and then send an ask to let me know what kind of bug you want to put on the list and the other required information!

[braveryfated]

@moondemi-goddess​

With her favourite jacket getting a little too old and worn out, Haruka decided that now was likely a good time to go searching for a replacement. Especially since the weather was getting cooler and all.

Wandering from store to store in the Mermaid Cove Mall, she eventually finds a jacket that she likes. However, when she went to take the jacket off the clothing display...

...It fell apart the second she touched the display. Several other garments, plus the part that actually held the garments, fell to the ground- even despite the girl’s attempts to catch a few of the falling clothes.