Elysium Gothic

There is a tree in the middle of town. The Hollow Tree, they call it. The heart of Elysium. It is visible no matter where you go, no matter how far you think you’ve traveled away. It’s always there, waiting with a stillness only a tree can possess. The others have turned to worshiping it. The others try their best to hide from it. You can only pretend it doesn’t bother you when you feel like you’re being watched whenever you look away.

“It’s a perfect day, isn’t it?” People don’t say hello in Elysium anymore. You’re not sure if they ever said anything else to greet each other. “It’s a perfect day, isn’t it?” You reply but they don’t hear you. “It’s a perfect day, isn’t it?” they repeat. “Fine day for the farmer’s market.” You learn not to answer anymore. You learn to greet other people the same way.

A man with hair the same color of the sky walks to the bulletin board on the town square every other week to put up a poster offering his guild’s services for adventuring work. It is the same poster he has posted over the last year and a half. The board is covered in layers upon layers of it, all of them untouched.

You go to the tavern for a meal. The place is empty except for the barkeep and two men hunched over a table by the corner, both with pale hair and paler complexions. They are unmoving, staring at rotting food and stale beer. You ask about them. The barkeep avoids your eyes and tells you they were both part of the guild, once. You turn to look at them again and there is nobody there.

There is a large structure standing outside the guild. A giant humanoid contraption in red that is made out of painted metal and gunpowder and sharp angles. They have named it R-Trus. You do not know where it came from, nor know how it got to its place without shaking the ground with its towering form, but you do know it does not belong here. You do know it could doom Elysium at a single fire of its weapon.

You don’t remember how you got here. You do not remember your childhood. You ask your parents for baby pictures, but they only smile widely and say it’s always best to live in the present. You insist, and they show you a blank photo album. You can hear static in the air. Their grins falter. You don’t ask again.

You accidentally stray too far south on an errand and you find a dilapidated inn to stay the night. The place is fine except for the guttural growls of the beasts outside. You would be afraid of them, if it weren’t for the four men who went outside for half an hour and returned covered in blood and quiet. You decide that you fear their violence more.

There is no rain in Elysium. Nor is there snow. Everyday is spring, and there is always harvest to be traded in the market. There are no stars in the sky, either. Where are you? How do you know that stars and rain and snow exist when you have never seen them? You look at your hands and see them fragmented in shapes scattered in the air in front of you. You don’t question it again.

HI 💥 SORRY JUST PUTTING THIS HERE

get fucking dunked on/aff

OH GOD

Heart attack?

💕

You die by becoming a time lord

i know nothing about dr who but slahflkhflka;ljasa;sfa that sounds both exciting and scary

*twirling my hair* omggg haha simon belmont????

there’s no rule that says you can’t make your villain armor hot

closed / @vroyales, for rashid location / inesperado

" rashid, i need you to be very serious with me right now. what the hell are you doing ? " freya's standing in the doorway of the walk-in with the most exasperated look on their face. they hadn't worked in a kitchen since their college days, but fell back into the flow easily, endlessly grateful to rashid for getting them the job in the first place. except now her coworker is stuck in the walk-in freezer with his tongue against the wall, and maybe they're considering quitting again. quickly freya realizes he can't hear them and they shake their head, " — let me get something warm. "

wait for it

jessie really says “it’s fucked up when people kick my ass and also fucked up when they don’t kick my ass. need me a freak who will kick my ass but be flop pathetic about it and get their ass kicked back”

me when theyve got ao3 comments at the function:

Hi guys<3

shes everything to me

*The human child seems very curious

What is kromer?

Y UO DONT KNOW???????????? KR0MER IS [live, laugh, love]!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT.S [[Cha Ching]]!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TRANSMIT KROM3R.

Ppl who have urls that are “lesbian *insert male anime character” I am kissing you all on the mouth we should be in lesbians together

Rats arrived :)

oh theres MORE mushishi. that i hven’t seen before. incredible. give me more deceptively peaceful stress dreams please