whatever dude i dont even look that tormented mostly

necromancy is literally fine

chinese hanfu in tang style by 青泠谷

was playing "fetch" with the ocean today by tossing stones into it and watching them wash back up with the tide a few meters away, and it got me thinking about grief and the things we carry with us even after we lose them

Toru Takemitsu, Confronting Silence

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Original Work Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Original Characters Additional Tags: Occult, Curses, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Minor Character Death, Japanese Folklore, Youkai, Necromancy, stalking (by dead ex girlfriend), dealing with grief, Fantasy Violence, Ghosts, Mythology kitchen sink Summary:

Sagyo Junna has been running from their problem for two years, but it’s gradually catching up.

That problem being their ex-girlfriend they resurrected from the dead. It turns out resurrection isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, more of an eternal torture, existing half dead and half alive. One can see why Isshiki Ibuki is Not Happy.

Maybe the real problem is that Junna isn’t able to exorcise Ibuki… or maybe it’s that even if they could, they might not want to. That won’t do as Ibuki has been using her deceased family’s technique of creating shikigami from animal corpses to wreck havoc on Tokyo in the middle of the night with the mysterious “Itsumademo MIDNIGHT SESSION” variety show. Now that Junna’s problem has become everyone ELSE’S problem, they might finally have to find a solution, and maybe even accept help from old friends to do it.

Boo this didn’t save my added info! This is the original work I’m writing now! Slowly updating it on AO3 (doing my best to post weekly.)

Ft protagonist Sagyo Junna, professional spirit medium and amateur necromancer (sketch by my Significant Monster @letalisotium aka @siriex and you should check out their original work, “Significant Monsters,” as well!)

When I was young my dad offhandedly told me he thought people treated fish with so much casual cruelty because fish can’t scream.

The words branded themselves across my soul.

As an adult I think he may have been joking. He payed no especial attention to any indignities fish suffered in our household but I could never forget. I saw fish in a different light after that.

Fish kept in tiny bowls, breathing their own poisons, dying by inches. Fish kept in cold tanks, casually disposed of. Fish touted as being short lived when they could outlive the better loved family dog if only they could breathe. Fish casually won and discarded in cheap plastic bags, thrown away a week later.

How they would scream, if they could.

i love paintings that look as if they have ghosts in them

this painting by andrew wyeth has got SO many ghosts in it. most andrew wyeth paintings have ghosts in, but this is off the scale!

this painting by dragan bibin has only one ghost as far as i can tell, but it's a really scary ghost (the dog thinks so too)

this painting by meraud guevara looks very peaceful, but unfortunately it has a ghost in it. i can't tell you where, but it does

you might think you can see the ghosts in this dorothea tanning painting, but you're wrong. the little girls are just ordinary girls. the actual ghost is behind one of those doors.

marvin cone. for fucks sake just look at it

oh, the physical manfestation of my internalised guilt and self-loathing looks just like me? lol i fucking hate that guy. this is gonna be so easy.

wghy dont i feel so good

which oc would you say was your ‘oc of the year’? (because you made them this year, they had the most development this year, or you just feel like it)

my most toxic trait: i go through shit alone

7-11 CLERK: lovely day outside, isn't it ME: uhhh ME INTERNALLY: shit. I didn't notice. How do I continue this conversation MY INNER MONOLOGUE: Service workers love it when you tell them the things mortal men were not meant to know, when you speak to them of principalities and powers upon the earth ME: In the sun a wheel, in the wheel another wheel. Do you see? 7-11 CLERK: Yes, I see! ME: For each turn of the outer wheel, one thousandth a turn of the inner wheel. And within the inner wheel a point of perfect darkness 7-11 CLERK: Right, growing, devouring. The death of all light ME: Wanes the light - right - wanes the light and waxes the solar eye. Wanes the day of flesh and blood and waxes the night of crawling beasts. Chewing and swallowing. The name of the night to come is khoshek ha-gibbor 7-11 CLERK: Is that hot dog a quarter pound big bite or a spicy bite. They're priced different ME: Which one is cheaper

how to get haunted so fucking bad

first you have to kill someone . it works better if its someone you love. then go to a place that was special to both of you. your sure to get so haunted so bad dude youll wish you never did all that shit why did you do that