#i screech

[a-8makes1team-z]

Everyone is invited to my funeral.

I need you all to ENSURE that Sagittarius is played at my funeral to release my soul to the beyond.

[hero-dualies-pog]

i need to be tall

[reap-the-game]

About that Davy Jones/Calypso style AU

You know, the one I’ve gone crazy posting gposes for.

To start with, it is ENTIRELY due to this cover of “Davy Jones”, so if you have any complaints about its existence, please file them with RafScrap. It was cooked by combining PotC lore with Greek mythology and applying it onto a FFXIV base, resulting in this AU that got me by the throat and balls both. I will now spend many words talking about it.

Gia, aka Calypso

Unlike your usual Gia, Gia in this AU is a demigod: the offspring of a god of the skies and weather, Atlas, and a Vieran woman he fell in love with. As such, Gia’s physical form resembles a Viera, but due to his divinity he is not (usually) bound to the physical. His mother raised him under open skies to stay closer to Gia’s sire, and though his father’s domain was indeed the sky, Gia’s inherited influence fell as the rain down to the waters beneath and he grew up into a divinity of the sea. Calypso is not his name, it’s his title, but it’s by Calypso that most knew him as. As much as he loved his mortal mother, after she walked into the storm to join his father and left Gia alone, there was no one to keep his pride in check. Proud and arrogant was exactly what Gia became, thinking little of the mortals that sailed his seas. Playthings, entertainment, ants; despite himself possessing mortal blood, Gia saw himself above the mortals. Though he had a penchant for sirenesque seductiveness, he never gave himself to a man, too caught up in his own sense of superiority to lower himself in that manner.

Callus and Ogygia

Why the past tense? Because there was one mortal man that was not satisfied with just roaming the seas under the capricious fancy of a god. His name was Callus, and he wouldn’t only dream of taming the sea, he turned his dreams into reality. Tricking and binding the sea goddess onto land on the island of Ogygia, his plan was to use and possess, body and soul—trap Calypso to serve him and him alone. He might have fully gotten his way if he hadn’t left the island after taking his fill for the time being. He should have been able to return at any time. Calypso should have always been waiting for him, unable to return to the sea the goddess had formerly ruled. But though he had lost his freedom, Gia didn’t accept his new lot so easily. Using his power over the sea and the influence over the heavens his lineage granted him, Gia was able to create an undying storm to surround the entire island to serve as an everlasting barrier preventing Callus’s return. To try to brave it was suicide, and though imprisoned on that island, cut off from the sea he belonged to and that should have belonged to him, Gia knew safety—and solitude. Painful, aching solitude until his title faded into legend and “Calypso” became not a god to be feared and revered, but an old story of ages past. And all the while, Callus continued to leech on his power even from afar, gaining immortality by his treachery.

The Shipwreck

Gia’s storm claimed many ships over the long, lonely years, but each time all hands were lost, debris and the odd broken, drowned body the only things that ever washed ashore on the prison island. That is, until one man proved far luckier than the rest. One lone sailor made it to his shore alive, no matter how beaten by the shipwreck. Imagine Gia’s surprise, and his hope that the mortal would survive so he would no longer have to be alone. To that end, Gia delivered the half-dead man to his little house and used what modest healing and medicinal skills he had to nurse him back to health. Not unscathed. Ilya was left with scars and entirely lost sight from his left eye despite Gia’s best efforts, but he survived. And after an age, Gia was no longer alone. That was a state of affairs he was not intending to let change again. He would not go back to being so lonely. He’d refuse. And he was still a divinity, no matter what. No matter how stuck, no matter what deceit he had fallen for, he was still a god, with immortal powers at his disposal. These he used on Ilya to freeze his body in time and prevent him from ever aging, from ever leaving him due to something so natural for mortals: age. But he didn’t stop there. Gia used his influence, his charm and wile and allure, to addle Ilya’s mind and keep him from wanting to leave. Keep him content, keep him obedient and pliable with words and touches, soft and gentle and impossibly sweet, but so very persistent. He would not be alone again. Neither time nor will would take his companion from him now. A century they would continue like this. Gia did not give his true identity, did not reveal what he was, who he had been, or the circumstances the island was surrounded in a veil of surreal due to. The sun would travel the sky, sunshine and rain would take turns, moons would pass– But always there was that storm right there on the horizon. Always was Gia gripped by longing and sorrow he could only do his best to cover.

A Broken Spell

A century. For a hundred years was Gia able to keep Ilya under lock and key the same Gia himself was chained to the island. They became lovers. They fell in love. By Gia’s will, they made the best of their circumstances, even if the god could never truly be happy separated from the waves he belonged in. But Ilya had a life before this. He had a love he was always meant to return to, and though it took him over a thousand moons, he was eventually able to escape Gia’s influence and leave the island. Not without freeing the goddess in the process, though. Intentionally or not, Ilya broke the wards holding Gia on that island to secure his own escape. He ran. He left. But so did Gia. So could Gia. So could he return to the sea he belonged to. At last, they were both free. What a bittersweet freedom it was for Ilya, though. His love, the one he had wanted to return to... Death is what a hundred years will bring to most mortals. Time had stolen him—and why? Because of Gia. Because of Gia’s refusal to let Ilya go, his manipulation and desire for companionship. Oh, the anger that gripped Ilya at those realizations, at having to face the truth of how much he had lost to the goddess. Time, freedom, free will. What became his desire was revenge, and so began his hunt for the goddess he had set free. To the seas he took, again a sailor, with his one goal of finding the divinity that had ensnared him and have his payback. But Gia... He rejoiced on his return to his domain, he did, but his heart was taken. It would not move on from the memories of the mortal he had kept with him for so many years. Had his love turned genuine? Was his affection now sincere, no matter where its beginnings were rooted? In obscured truths and selfish wants? Needs? Had he come so far from his origins that he would fall in love with a mortal? It seemed so. Let him continue to be selfish, then. Let him continue to refuse let nature run its course, and so would Gia extend his hand and still, still keep his mortal love from aging. No matter how many years would go by, not a day would Ilya’s body age. Such was Gia’s decree and his denial. What of Callus, though? What now that his spell was broken? Oh, he began to age. He noticed Calypso’s escape. Turned back to mortal and losing his prize after being denied access to it all this time... Rage. That was all he felt, and thus did he swear to return Calypso under his control.

Reunions

So became the goddess of the sea hunted by two men with differing motivations and conflicting goals. Ilya was the one to reach him first. He didn’t even need to corner Gia, because despite the danger, Gia’s heart had already made its choice and he was the one to approach, to come to Ilya’s ship, unable to keep away from the man he loved. Of course he was met with anger. Accusations. Threats. He had wronged Ilya. He knew he had. Why? It didn’t matter how long they had known, it was only in this freedom that Gia would divulge the story of Callus and the foolish young divinity that had fallen for his trap. What did Ilya feel upon hearing what had led to his own imprisonment? What he wanted to continue to feel was anger... But a century was such a long time to spend with another, live with another. Share their sorrows and joys, their bed and their body. Day after day, week after week, month after month. Year after year. Decade after decade. He wanted to hate, and he did, to some extent– But so did he love. He could not make true on his threats. So many nights he had spent with this one man, this demigod... And another night did they spend together, there, on that ship upon the waves his love belonged to. Ilya let the goddess go in the morning. He could not bring himself to harm him. And Gia... Still was he selfish. He was the sea, and forever did he want Ilya to belong to him, bound to him. He had not been able to save the sight in Ilya’s eye, but it was within his power to now grant him a different sight to replace the one he had lost: to read the sea, its currents and its movements– And by extension, the path of the god that ruled over it all. In the guise of a penance did Gia shackle Ilya to the deep, dark waters. “I never want to escape you,” he did not say, “and you can never escape me,” he did not say. “You’ll always see me, wherever you go.” None of this he said, his true intent left for Ilya to realize on his own. So would Ilya never be free from him. So would Ilya always find him. So would they reunite, again and again, their relationship troubled by their shared past, but their love for one another refusing to be denied despite everything. ...Who would dare forget the third player, though. Trust Callus to continue his hunt, his pursuit, and should he reach Gia, what good could come of it? But there’s only one man the sea favors, and it is not Callus.

[zombie-bait]

Come to Me

Provided to YouTube by MilanCome to Me · Daniel Hart · Sam ReidInterview with the Vampire (Original Television Series Soundtrack)℗ 2022 AMC

I think it’s important y’all go and listen to this immediately

[galaxyofghouls]

my bf will sometimes show me his dick only to move it with his mind and scare me :(

[ardate]

NEW GHOST SONG NEW GHOST SONG

With the MOST KITSCH video they ever released so far I am PUMPED

[uniquethingtastemaker]

I love Rook so much, he’s so chill about this whole adventure in the Halloween event and I’m here for it. It’s so Rook to do that. Like idk, he love the adventure, but knows when to stop sometimes, u know? And I respect that so much. I love how “carefree” he is about this whole situation. He’s not too worried and more excited and intrigued than anything and I love that.

[frogtanii]

literally screeching bc everyone has character anons and i really want one but lmao 😌✌️ have fun with makki

thank youuuu 😩💕✨