#until it is

[ometochtli2rabbit]

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[letterbetter13]

i hate when SOME people only care about gun violence when it's a political leader. Like yes, they did have a family, but what about all those CHILDREN who will NEVER grow up to have a future. They had a family too.

[astroauroran]

I finally got an appointment with a rheumatologist in like two weeks. I'm glad because it's starting to strain my hips to drive my standard. That's what I get for wanting to be fast and furious 😔

[thedomesticanthropologist]

You know why "it's never too late"? Because it isn't, until it is. And once it's too late, you're dead.

It's so easy to get stuck in the daily drudgery of dragging along the could have beens, never happened, and its-too-lates, because the gap between being there and being where you are appears to be a chasm no longer worth crossing.

But it's not /too late/. It will be, though. It will be. And you either need to set it down as something you no longer wish to pursue, or begin to take the steps toward getting there.

Dragging the corpses of every "it's too late" along with you until it really is too late, just makes you a corpse with a lot of baggage.

[gumi-writes]

don’t breathe her in

Tiên is ever surrounded by her own blood.

Not visibly so, of course, but as a byproduct of keeping a limitless amount of blood inside the constraints of her body, lest she slowly flood the world, there are constant trace amounts in the surrounding air. For all intents and purposes, this cloud of blood vapour practically functions as a magical aura, though it is one less grounded in sorcery and more in the physical side effects that Tiên’s monstrous blood is capable of inducing in others.

This is because the toxicity of Tiên’s blood when in another’s system depends on her recognition of them—if there is little to none and you frequent her presence too much, then a loss of the self where you lose everything but a knowledge of Tiên is entirely possible. A loss that Tiên cannot prevent nor protect you from, because her inability to differentiate between personality to a conscious degree will mean that she will not see the shift. She may not want to inflict violence on others, but that doesn’t mean she understands how even her mere company is capable of a kind of death: one of individuality.

Indeed, it might be safer not to associate with her at all, and this is something that will be felt even on the instinctual level—not in a way that could be parsed in a cognizant manner, but in the sense that Tiên will inevitably feel… off. Stray animals bolt at the sight and scent of her and most humans feel that prickling sensation of danger—even if they have nothing to fear outside of the occasion that the Senobium has decided they’re a target, Tiên has no way of communicating this information to them.

And, on the off chance she does recognise you enough that her mere existence does not slowly poison your mind until its functional erasure, the impact will still never be at an absolute zero.

An entity you might be able to barely impact, if at all, yet she will always inevitably reshape you in some unfathomable way should you chance it. She will not know your face nor of your personhood, and can only offer you the cruelness of violent change within you that she will never be able to acknowledge.

Tiên’s world is surely meant to be of isolation and literal darkness: where she even sees not with sight but with a physical kind of sonar—her blood in the air to press against the shape and silhouette of things and to inform her what is where. She cannot see you with this. She cannot comprehend you with this. A form truly made to be a lonesome one.

Truly, almost terribly godlike of them, where it is not wise to even just linger. At least at a distance, she can be little more than a figure of quiet grace. It is all the same to her, after all.

[callmegaith]

my silly little HC that David kept an eye on Dale for all these years after the events of Birthday just from afar to make sure he hasn't fucked up his life too much.

[cakebatteronabrickwall]

WIP Wednesday

beginning of a companion piece/sequel to 'if i go i'm going'