A series of stories about modern exorcists, the ghosts to whom they become tied, and the various vengeances that they may or may not take.

(A modern-with-cultivation AU for MDZS, originally inspired by Beetlejuice and now gone entirely off the rails.)

A takonxmz series of podfics of ghost stories written by @dangerouscommiesubversive

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Jiangzai x3: A Story About Death

songxuexiao | total podfic length: 01:25:13

Interior Design

sangcheng | total podfic length: 01:58:51

Gimme Shelter

wangxian | total podfic length: 2:10:28

Writ In Blood

xiyao | total podfic length: 2:08:45

people who hc cas as this just. guy that helps dean with his issues and trauma. why are you living that "no one cares that you're broken cas" life. why are you not caring about him.

speedrunning through elden ring until i get to miquella's haligtree

i love u guys so much i hope u all know that <3

i do want to say 1) i am an ancient lover and 2) most of my dragons are not clothed, but i do think people blow a lot of the ancient stuff out of proportion. i think you can make valid criticism of the staff and the time crunches they seem to put themselves on and such, but also. they are making the game you like. continuously just hating on them and bitching about everything is. not productive

i full heartedly don't agree with certain policies or don't like certain breeds or think that things especially overtime should be written and redone, but i'm not going to constantly engage with the negativity. flight rising has done a lot of good and to be a still functioning pet website in 2024 is pretty crazy. i do think some people do need to recognize that even if you don't like the new dragons right now, you don't have to interact with them. you don't need them on your account and stuff. obviously there are things i wish they did but that doesn't mean what they did was bad. i've seen a few posts that do a good job of pointing out that like. again if you had it so bad and think you'd do better you don't have to engage. i might be crazy sappy about flight rising right now but it's a really enjoyable game and it's kind of disappointing how much people hate on it when the team is trying to update and manage a lot and Do come out with really nice things.

cortex is still suprisingly hard to write

suspicious minds

member: woozi word count: 495 genre: fluff content warning: crying at a movie and being lovingly teased about it?  note: that 1am inspiration strikes again, business as usual! obviously inspired by my afternoon seeing elvis (i found it pretty bad but austin butler was incredible) elvis and the beatles were the only gods in my house growing up, hence the emotional reverence found here!

jihoon’s head turns to you suddenly, features translating his worry. it’s hard to tell if you’re alright in the darkness of the movie theatre, but as the scene changes and the screen lights up your face, he understands why your fingers tightened around the hand you had been holding since the romantic wedding scene about halfway through the film. 

“are you crying?” he whispers loudly, but you immediately shush him. it will have to wait until the credits roll, he thinks, so it can wait. you produce a handkerchief from your bag carefully placed on the seat to your left and dab at the tears on your cheeks, eyes still looking up at the screen. your chest starts to heave as a sob shakes you quietly. 

when the movie finally ends and the lights are turned back on, jihoon lets go of your hand and leans in closer to avoid attracting the attention of the crowd walking by you to exit the theatre. “what’s wrong?” he tries to read the look in your eyes but you’re busy folding your handkerchief like it’s the most fascinating task in the world. your boyfriend’s fingers close around your wrist and shake it lazily to get an answer out of you. you sigh then, unsure of how he’ll react to your emotional outburst. but he’s so set on finding out, you might as well give it to him straight. 

“it’s just so sad! the song in that scene was so pretty, and he died so young... if only he were still alive... his voice was so beautiful...” you look up and do your best to keep fresh new tears from falling, so you miss the incredulous look on jihoon’s face. “you’re crying because he died? forty-three years ago?” you yank your wrist out of his grasp and give him a look meant for him to understand this was not the right answer. “it’s a shame he died! we need beautiful voices singing to us now more than ever!” you snap as you collect your things hastily, as if leaving the room would put this awkward moment behind you. following you down the stairs back to the cinema entrance, you hear jihoon’s smirk as he observes, “but i’m a singer too? don’t i sing well enough?” you stop dead in your tracks then, and turn around mightily annoyed. is he for real? are you really getting this annoyed over the long gone king? “jihoon, you’re no elvis!” your voice is hushed as if the legend could hear you speak his name in a vain comparison. you stomp down the stairs, still too hung up on your tear-inducing experience to deal with your teasing boyfriend. “don’t i make you cry when i sing?!” his voice is full of laughter as it follows you down the staircase and onto the street, but he makes sure to intertwine his fingers with yours when he catches up with you and steals a kiss from your pouty lips. 

ok hear Me out. hypersexual/hyperromantic aro/ace aplatonic person whom also enjoys Socialization whom may also be lovequeer & loveless. is that Okay .

see there's a reason I can't re-watch any of 13's episodes bc I'm in tears on chakoteya just reading the fucking transcript like. please.

WIP Wednesday

tagged by @mooshkat, thank you so much friend!! <3 I've had the first draft of this (which is for @the-likesofus) open for at least a week now, and I just can't bring myself to edit it (mostly because my life has been a ~shit show~ recently) anywaaaaay here's some of what will be a very late 6.14 coda :))

“I’ve got a list, if you’re interested,” she continues. “I know being set up by your old tia might not be the most attractive idea, but you’ve just gotta find the right woman.” She grabs his hand, the one not wrapped tightly around his coffee mug. He lets her keep it, takes comfort in the familiar pressure of her hand in his, and tries not to worry that this might be the last time he’ll be able to. For a moment, he feels guilty about worrying—this is Tia Pepa, his favorite aunt, the one person who has always been on his side—but then he remembers what his parents—his father—had said when he’d tried having this conversation with them at nineteen. He knows Pepa and trusts her so much, but he’d trusted his parents too.

no pressure tagging (and sorry if you've already been tagged lol) @the-likesofus @lilbuddie @shortsighted-owl @jacksadventuresinwriting @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @wheelsupin-five <3

me coming up with this mpreg fic idea being like okay this is not gonna be a weight gain fic. yes he'll get a lil thicc during the pregnancy but we're gonna keep that to ourselves cause it is not relevant to the story!! <- lies

for the past few like. Years i’ve only ever listened to akiyama’s baka mitai cover but going back to listen to kiryu’s the tone difference between them really is just super obvious- i like it tho im glad they’re different

i miss my best friend.

being insane in the tags bc i can’t stand to be this direct with no pretense

Wait I found the person’s blog because blocking on tumblr is useless, and they seem chronically...nay... terminally online.

I'm going through a really rough time right now, and I think I might need to take a break from this place and focus on making art just for me for a bit.