“I’ve been trying to go home my whole life - ” - Chelsea Dingman, from ‘Psychogeography’, published in The Los Angeles Review
All of our berry bushes are done, can you guess which ones will be in the game? Little pots and their sprouts are next!
Headcanon:
Becoming the Quinn-Goldbergs obsession
Request: Yes or No
Pronouns for y/n: he/him/his
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- Living in Madre Linda had its ups and downs. The community was tight-knit and you could practically always count on someone for something. As long as that something wasn't gossip worthy.
- The soul sucking residents of your town were irritating to deal with and borderline hellish on a bad day. Over all, you were able to count on one hand the amount of neighbors you considered friends.
- Until the new neighbors moved in.
- The Quinn-Goldbergs. A young couple who were new to the wonders of parenthood. It only took an hour after their arrival for you to learn virtually everything about them through Sherry and her minions.
- You met Love first. She'd been out grabbing mail when you returned from town with some groceries. She'd flashed a charming smile and seemed more than happy to chat until the duties of motherhood swept her away.
Popping open the trunk of the car, you slipped out of the driver's side and closed the door. Barely noticing movement in the yard over, you walked to the back of your car and began picking the bags into your arms.
"Hey, neighbor!" A cheery voice called out and you leaned back, catching sight of a brunette standing on the other side of the fence. She carried some envelopes in one hand, lifting the other to wave at you. "I'm Love! We just moved here a couple weeks ago."
"Nice to meet you, Love." You returned the smile, using your free hand to close the trunk before approaching the fence. She perked up and stepped closer, resting her hand atop the short picket fence.
"You must be (Y/N). Sherry mentioned we were neighbors."
"Did she?" You didn't intend to sound so ticked off about it but from the knowing look that passed over Love's features, she understood your distaste completely.
"I'd introduce you to my husband but he's off at the library. He's pretty serious about his books." Love chuckled lightly.
"Oh, really? I'm an avid reader myself."
"Seriously?" Her brows rose, eyes practically twinkling. "Oh, then I'm sure you two will get along!"
- Only a couple days would pass before you were invited to a party and there you'd meet Joe, the beloved husband and polar opposite of Love.
- It'd been a little awkward at first with neither you nor Joe knowing exactly what to say. That was until Cary spoke and you exchanged an exasperated look with Joe. Afterwards the conversations began, going from complaining about the residents to books and the library.
- Love grew obsessed first. She often found herself over at your place with Henry, finding solace in the fact she finally had someone real and honest to talk to in the neighborhood.
- She didn't realize the signs at first, too caught up in the bliss of what she believed was innocent friendship until she began keeping track of your day to day life and involving herself more and more.
- She frequently cooked you meals and brought them over, insisting she just wanted to do something nice for you and 'I just really appreciate your company'.
- Love only truly noticed her obsession when attending a birthday party and overhearing Sherry giggling about you and another woman. The dread, rage, and jealousy that erupted inside her was enough to push her into a full obsession.
Smiling softly, Love watched Joe tend to Henry as she picked up a slice of cheese from the table and took a bite from it. Without thinking, she began searching for you in the crowd of guests, taking slow steps until she neared Sherry and Kiki.
"I heard the reason they divorced was because she was seeing (Y/N) on the down low." Sherry whispered, nodding wildly when Kiki gaped at her. "I mean, I believe it. She's always flirting with him."
Love felt her body freeze, eyes dancing around frantically in search of you. It couldn't be true, could it? If you were seeing someone... No, you'd tell her, right?
Finally spotting you in the crowd, she walked forward, pace quick but not fast enough to draw attention to herself. You sweetly smiled at her upon noticing her and she felt herself relax, unable to resist smiling back.
"(Y/N), I was looking for you everywhere!" She breathed, turning her attention onto the woman you'd been speaking with. Looping her arms around yours, she tilted her head.
"Could I steal him for a moment?"
"Of course, no problem."
"Great!" Whipping out her best fake smile, she resisted the urge to sneer at the woman before pulling you away from her.
- Upon recognizing her feelings, Love grew conflicted. She still loved Joe completely and hated the thought of ruining their family, especially after powering through the Natalie situation. So, she remained silent... Unaware of her husband's own dilemma.
- It had taken Joe only a few days to realize his obsession. He had brushed off his desire to be around you and hear more about you as the want for a friend in the nightmarish town of Madre Linda.
- Until he found himself putting on his favorite cap and watching you from the safety of his car. It had clicked the moment he turned his car engine on and began his typical monologue.
- Joe was no stranger to obsessions. In fact, one could consider him extremely experienced in the area. There had been Nurse Fiona, Candace, Beck, Love, and Natalie. All of them shared some minor similar traits but the biggest one being they were women. You were not.
- This realization had sent Joe through a bit of an identity crisis where he both distanced himself from you- limiting his face to face interactions with you, sending Love on his behalf- and kept an eye in you by continuing to watch you.
- But, you had noticed his odd behavior and finally confronted him about it, much to his relief and dismay.
"Okay, what's up?" Joe blinked, tearing his eyes away from his wife and child. His throat tightened as he stared up at you, internally cursing and panicking.
"Wh-What do you mean?" He chuckled nervously. You raised a brow and plopped down beside him on the bench, noting the way he rubbed his palms on his pants.
"You've been avoiding me." You pointed out, giving him a look when he attempted to protest.
Time to come clean. Or at least, partly come clean.
Clearing his throat and exhaling deeply, he shifted to face you. "It's nothing personal, I promise. I've just had a lot on my mind between Henry and settling into the new neighborhood." He explained softly, reaching out to touch your shoulder.
"Is that all?" You asked, frowning at him. "You can tell me anything, Joe. You and Love are the only people here I actually trust."
Trust... Trust and eventually... Love. Joe was sure of it. You'd love him just as much as he loved you. He just needed to play his cards right and avoid drawing suspicion from Love. She'd done enough already. Natalie's decaying body was proof of that.
- From then on, the couple tiptoed around each other, fully unaware they had similar feelings for you.
- Joe found it easier to keep from Love. He'd already slipped into your house, taking small things he knew you wouldn't notice go missing. He kept them stored in a spot he knew Love wouldn't think about looking and plotted ways to make you fall for him.
- Love, on the other hand, found it more difficult. She felt guilt and worry eating her up inside. She loved Joe wholeheartedly but she felt similarly about you. Eventually, she couldn't keep it up, desperate to get closer to you without risking Joe lashing out.
"Joe, we need to talk." Love called from the kitchen, staring at the freshly baked cupcakes in hand. She set them down on the island and sighed, looking up at Joe as he entered the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" He asked immediately, finishing his tea and placing the cup down. Dread filled both of their stomachs, staring at one another.
Joe worried she'd figured it out and attacked you impulsively.
Love worried he'd discard of you as easily he'd done with the others.
"It's about (Y/N)."
"What about him?" Joe asked, attempting to keep a calm and cool mask. Love dug her teeth into the inside of her cheek, fingers tapping against the island.
"I... I think I love him, Joe." She whispered and felt a weight lift off her shoulders. "No, I'm... I'm obsessed with him." She added just as quietly.
"Are you serious?" Joe stared at her, a wave of surprise washing over him. When the brunette nodded, Joe pushed himself away from the island and turned, listening to her panicked calls for him. Removing the painting and reaching into the little nook he had created, he pulled out the book and returned to the kitchen.
His wife blinked, brows furrowing. "W-What is that?"
"Guess." Joe answered, lifting the top off and pushing it toward her. Hesitantly, Love peered inside and reached in to pull out the silver ring. Her lips parted when she remembered having seen you wear it the day you had met Joe.
"Joe... Does this mean...?" Love trailed off, meeting her husband's eyes.
"Yes."
They had nothing to fear from each other. They could learn to share, learn to love you equally. They could plan together. They could finally have you all to themselves.
I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room
where everyone finally gets what they want
happy 21st anniversary kh!! 🎂🎉
and of course happy birthday sora <3
a collection of my own writings … sentence starters a warning for dark themes and profanity
- “ i still have the scars. “
- “ you will not hurt me, again. “
- “ and, despite it all, i survived. “
- “ my innocence died with them. “
- “ please, give me a reason to stay. “
- “ eventually, you just get used to it. “
- “ even hell would spit me back out. “
- “ you’re still a fighter, right? prove it. “
- “ remorse has no place in my heart. “
- “ i’m sorry. i never meant to change. “
- “ strike me again and you will learn… “
- “ i am stronger than this. i have to be. “
- “ ——– but, you said that you loved me? “
- “ you point and laugh as i crack and break. “
- “ is there anything left in your shallow heart? “
- “ i know there’s no fixing me, i’m too far gone. “
- “ how did your gentle heart become so jaded? “
- “ don’t cry for me, now. don’t you dare. not you. “
- “ you’ve been fighting too hard for too long, now. “
- “ my halo keeps slipping down. it’s choking me, now. “
- “ their lives aren’t worthless. they’re just… worth less. “
- “ your touch does not need to be soft. i will not break. “
- “ i’ve paid for my sins. now, i come to collect for yours. “
- “ your hands looked like safety… until they turned to fists. “
- “ i was too young. i didn’t know. i tried. i did try. i am sorry. “
- “ there is nothing beautiful about the way i’ve been broken. “
- “ but moving on means letting you go, and i’m not ready, yet. “
- “ spit out the blood and keep going. be strong. they still need you. “
- “ someday, i’ll be strong enough, brave enough… not today, not yet. “
- ” poor little lamb, so lost and afraid… bleating for help that never came. “
- “ you threaten to throw me to the wolves? do it. i’ll be in better company there. “
- “ in all these years, your arms are the only place that have ever felt like a home. “
- “ as the flames rise, i will laugh while you choke on the ashes of all your mistakes. “
- “ you were iron and i was glass. how easy it must have been to shatter me at your feet. “
- “ the worst part is when i can look someone in the eye and say ‘ it’s okay, i’m used to it’. “
- “ ‘ where’s your conscience? where’s your heart? ‘ they’re six feet under, dead and gone. “
- “ come back to bed, my dear. you’ve woven these sheets with webs of lies… now sleep in it. “
- “ i don’t know which is worse: remembering everything you did to me, or knowing that you don’t. “
- “ you are whole galaxies encased behind patient smiles and a gentle heart, beautiful and infinite. “
- “ you are a thunderstorm. fierce. intense. powerful. dangerous. and I wouldn’t want you any other way. “
- “ somehow, without me even realizing it, you became so, so important… the most important part of my life. “
- “ i was broken, again and again, melted down, remade, reforged, until nothing remained of who i’d been before. “
- “ all of your pretty words cannot convince me there is a shred of beauty left in that vile, putrid wreckage you presume to call a heart. “
- “ they shattered you apart, rebuilt you from the shards. and, now, when you look in the mirror… you can’t even tell who you used to be. “
- “ you deserve so much more than these jagged pieces… these shards of what i used to be. because, in the end, they will only cut you down. “
some ni no kuni headcanons
- oliver is neurodivergent. i said what i said
- marcissin still suffers from insecurity and depression, luckily tho, they has a support system!
- marcissin is enby
- esther (although more acute than mary) and mary have agoraphobia
- pea/cassiopeia still suffers from visual and auditory hallucinations (she also has a flower garden)
- the casino of the dead is open!! The grave yard has other amenities for the dead now too!
- oliver is immortal from the weirdness of dimension hopping, as well as seeing and being there when his soulmate died
- also, oliver doesn’t grow old physically like in the movie, fuckin goddamn shitty movie, he does get a minor make over tho
- the fairies are agender (not as in gender, but as in assigned at birth)
- alicia is buried on earth but has a memorial in the other world, right next to solomon’s temple
- roland from nnk2 comes from earth, albeit further in the future than in nnk1
- roland also grew up in detroit, and saw oliver’s missing posters from when he disappeared
- evan’s starter wand is king tom’s original wand
Inktober day 3.
If you haven’t realized by now, I really like Aoi Shouta. He’s such a good muse for Minato. SO AESTHETIC.
Asking for directions
Oh… - zooms in - Ohh…
That puts a whole different spin on it. It’s amazing either way, but now I need a moment.
Ah, I see. Thank you for your honesty. Please, take as much as you need. There will be enough for everyone.
A change of scenery. Simple, but marvelous.
A glimpse into your future, for you brave souls! (Divination is tricky business, tread carefully my dear!)
Knowledge from the universe, eh? Perhaps this will be of interest to you.
Rest for the weary, right this way. It's a personal favourite of mine.
A home-cooked meal you say? I like how you think! A labour of love worth savoring (and sharing with friends!)
Seeking adventure to a far-off place? I know a way to get you there.
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I hope you found what you were looking for!
Okay, not to be overdramatic but this is one of those things that makes me feel so in awe and in love with people. OP spent their time making this?? And it's delightful?? And full of compassion and curiosity about strangers on a hellsite. Take what you need, take a breath, enjoy this shared moment of human experience. I did. 💜
fast rendering tutorial for when you dont want to put in any effort
MILE PHAKPHUM & APO NATTAWIN as Kinn and Porsche in KinnPorsche: The Series (2022)




