#starter post!

[thenightmareidv]

The Nightmare Is Here

This is a written ask blog dedicated to the “Nightmare” of IDV. Come forth, “Detectives”, and let us “discuss” manners of your choosing.

[ask-stardew-hetalia]

Name: Silvia Xochitl-Bonilla

Age: 20

Birthday: Fall 15

Occupation: Rancher, part-time nurse

Best Gifts: Sunflowers, strawberries, coffee, amethyst

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Name: Elena Vecellio

Age: 20

Birthday: Summer 8

Occupation: Farmer

Best Gifts: Blueberries, strawberries, cherries, aquamarines

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Name: Diego Machado

Birthday: Winter 10

Age: 23

Occupation: Stablehand

Best Gifts: coffee, coconut, chocolate cake

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Name: Allan Jones

Age: 22

Birthday: Summer 4

Occupation: Local handyman but does odd jobs around town

Best Gifts: Plums, Muffins, Rubies

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@animustenebrae liked for a starter!

Mi͝ńd͜l̢e̴s͘s.̷ ͟Mind̡l̕ess̷. Mi̴nd̴l͞e̕s̸s.͠ ̢ ̛Unth̛ink͡i̷n̡g cre҉at̴u̢re͏s̸ ̡w̵it̛h on͘l͞y ̨the ͜ne͡ed̷ ţo͢ ͞t̨ake.̵ To̵ tak͘e̴! ̨ Wit̕hou͡t̡ ͢év́e̷n͏ a t́h̕ought̛ ̷as ̀t͏o ̸wh͏a͡t̨ t̢hey we̸re t̡akinģ or ͏wh҉y͟!̧ ͠Wh͘y!͞ ͞ M͞i͝nd͏l̡ess.͠ ͠Mindle̷ss. M̀ind͘less̸.̛ ̡ Mơs̴t͜ ̕of ͟the͏m̢ ̶we͡re ͜th͟a͘t ͘way; n̴o̶t͠ a s̵i͟n̴gl͢e ̷whi̕ff ̢o͞f̵ ̛a̴n̨ ͟id͝ea͠ ̧b̷eyo͝n͟d͡ ̶t͞he̸ h̶ung͢e̸r̀ for҉ e͝v҉eryt҉hi̕ng̛ ҉they ͏w͡e̶re͞n'̷t̀ i̶n ̡th̴e͢i҉r̨ ͏b̧lack h͞ea͘d̶s.̡ Ȩs̕pe͏cia͜lly ̧t͜h͞e̴ on̶e̴s ͜w̧i̶t͡h͠ that͡ ac͞c͡ur̕sed ̢e͞ḿb͜le̡m b͞ra͏n̕d̷ed͠ ͘onto th̡e͝ir͠ ̛b̢ód͞ìȩs.̢ Alr͠e̷ady͘ ̵wi̶t̡h́o̸u̡t ͝a͠ br̴ai͟n, ͢no͡w with̵ou͢t͘ ̛a̵ ̀p̛rop̢er̨ da͜rḱ ̕e̵x̵is̷t̶en̨c͘e͜.̴ ̡ ͢S̛ad.̡ ͏Sa͝d. ̛S̢ad. ͝ ̀But w̶h̷a͢t̡ ̀wa͟s ͢th̨i̶s?́ ̧ ͟Gr̵i͠nni̷ng, th͞e͟ ͘m҉o̴n͏s̡te̸r rose t͝o͘ his ͞f̷ull ́h͝e̷ig̨h́t҉,̶ ͏s̕ta̴n̢d̴ing ́o̸n͟ hìs̀ f͟e̶e̸t ͡a̧n̶ḑ ̀t͠ilt̢íng͞ ҉hi͝s ҉he͜àd́ on̶é ̵w͞ay ͞a̴nd ͡the͢n͜ t̢h͢e nex̡t. ̸ “̀Hello̵.͜” He̶ ̛cr̡o͝oned, ͜ye̢ll̀ow e͠yes̢ ̴s͞t͜a̸r͟ìn͟g ̵at͝ t̴h͢e o͟t͡h̵e̡r ͜H̵ea̢r͢t̕less. ҉“M͏y͞ nam̀e i̵s͘ Sora.”҉ H̕is ́finģers ̵tw̵itc͜hed͡ ̸a̶n̶d͏ ͞his ̀toot҉hy̢ gr̵in ͘gr͢ew̛.͏ ̷ Was th͜is͘ so̴meon͘è to͠ ṕlay ̀w҉i͝th?

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@angelusxtenebris liked for a starter!

S͏ometi̴mes͟ the ̨mi͝r͡r͡or l̢o̕o͏k͢ed ̀b͏a͟ck.҉ ͘ A͟nd͜ ̶gr͠in̡n҉ed͢ a҉t ͞y̡o͡u wh͢en͡ ҉y̷o͢u ̨lóo͝ke̶d͞ a̸w͏a͟y. “H͏eĺl͡ò ̛S͟o̶r̷á.” ͞ An̕ti gig̢g̸le͘d̡, l̨o͘okin̸g ͟b̵ac̢k̶ ínto th͠e y̡eļlo̧w̛ ҉e̛ye҉s͝ ͟of҉ ͢h͞imse̵lf.͘ ̛ ̵ “W͟e̢lc̛om͠e͠.́.. To͘ ̶t̶he͠ ͏insi̢de̢ o̴f̕ ̡y͠òur ͘h̛ead.̷”̧ ̕Hi҉s̀ jaģge̸d gri̷n͘ ̢w҉as ͏la̕rge, stari͞ng ҉b͠àc̸k͟ ͢at҉ ͘t̕he̷ da͝r͟k̀ ͟fo͠r̸m̢ ̧of̵ ̧Sóra.͡

“̭̱̜͙̰̤̻A̲̟̞r͕e̗̖͔̻̖̠ ̜͕̼̫̰̻̠y̛̟̘͚̥̭ͅo̯͎u̮̩ͅ ̹͓̗͔͔̮re̛̳̺͙̘̯a͍͎͕͈͘ͅd͇͎͇͡ͅͅy̫̹ ̨t̤͓͚̠̀o̮̝͖̙̯͉ ͎̱̘̦͞b̟͙e̻̦̝͡ ̦͉͜h̶̻̭̹̳e̱̹͈̩̞̻r͓̟̰̪̠̻ͅe̘̦?̖̳͈́”̕

[wirecage]

Hunted

@thetinyalchemist

They were on their way home.

It was a stop on their way to somewhere, unfortunately, not presently a permanent halt to their journey. Edward required some much needed maintenance on his automail on occasion. If not at regular intervals, it was unlikely to sustain the stress he put on the pieces prettttty much every day. It wasn’t entirely his fault. Their lives were very trying. Sometimes, in order to survive the onslaught, force needed to be used. And unfortunately, sometimes all that hard work Winry put into the pieces was ruined in one swift motion.

They weren’t in dire straights for the moment. When given a brief reprieve from Edward’s business with the state, they did try to come home when they could. It didn’t always work out that way.

Silence ensued between them, Alphonse distracted by the beauty of the surroundings. It was getting on closer to the cooler seasons, when the leaves changed color and the ground was blanketed in snow. He could barely remember the way that time of year felt. The unique smells that permeated the air, like a natural perfume. Sweet and warm and gentle. 

“Are we going to visit mom?” He asked aloud, eyes still focused ahead to nothing in particular. Maybe he wasn’t actually looking at anything. Maybe he was just trying to focus on all the many thoughts bouncing around up there.

[the-abyssal-luminary]

Shiny and New

a-monster-of-beauty

   Naomi Yuu’s weekend was coming to an end. And she had done little to nothing. Ah, well, yes... she had cleaned up the apartment, tidying up all the nooks and crannies so the place was well kept when her father returned for a brief amount of time. She had cooked herself small meals here and there, had laid face-up on her bed to stare at her boring ceiling... she had day dreamed about a few things as well, watched a little bit of television and read a few words in a few different novels she found around her home.

   And yet .. she felt like she had done nothing and had, in a way, wasted her weekend. It was fading away from between her very finger tips as she sat on her bed, sighing to herself. She had already completed the home work given to her for her weekend about an hour ago. What do I do now?.. I don’t feel like playing any games.. She thought to herself, a stern expression drawing upon her complexion. 

   A very abrupt ringing stuck the silence of her room, causing the young girl to jump in her clothes. Blinking in confusion, her head darted left and right to find the source of the noise. It was her cell phone, buzzing and singing loudly from her desk. Grabbing at it, she flipped it open and answered. “Hello?” She waited. It was her father calling to give her information on when he would be home. It seemed the date he told her was going to be pushed off.. she could feel a part inside of her sink, a bit of sadness coming over her. Nodding silently and passing a few words back and fourth with her father, she promptly hung up the phone and decided to call it a night. Maybe a good night’s sleep and a hard-day working at school would be enough to bring her hopes up. It was only three more days... she could be patient.

   She wasn’t exactly expecting some sort of pop quiz first thing the the morning. Her mind wasn’t ready for that kind of use! But she somehow got through it with a portion of confidence. At the very least.. she didn’t fail. Or at least, she truly did hope she didn’t. 

   Lunch had been much more pleasant however. She had purchased herself some juice from the machine and sucked it down quite hungrily. The rest of her classes went off without a hitch and she left school promptly after the bell had rung. She had no other responsibilities to attend to so she saw no reason to stay too long. 

   It was when she had gotten home that she.. was a little surprised. There was actually some hustle and bustle going on. There were people peeking out of their windows and their doorways. People are walking around her apartment complex.. it was the weirdest thing ever since nothing really happened in this part of the area. But now there surely was.. and she was soon to discover that it was due to some person moving in. Darting around and dodging the people that wouldn’t get out of her way, she hurried up the stairs with her head down, only to realize that she was about to walk head-first into the same newcomer that everyone was riled up about. 

   Looking up with a bit of shock, she immediately took one loud stomp backwards. “I... uh.. sorry..”