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I donβt go here anymore but I think about rain ghoul often

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Pick a movie. Keep one actor. Everyone else is a Muppet.
Date of origin: January 6th 2021
so glad this happened that day and literally nothing else
Was practicing with limited colors and obviously had to paint my beloved
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The Archivist ( Γ°Ι ΛΓ€r-kΙ-vist ). An ancient Ghoul situated in the forgotten libraries.
Summoned during the Dark Ages, they were forgotten until the mid 1900s. Now a friend of Papa Emeritus I, they play chess together via handwritten messages.
[My Socials] | [Prints]
When the chaos clears from the brothersβ deaths, The Archivist feels it down into their core. Their assistants scurry into the shadows, trying to fix the books that fell off the shelf. Chalk finally crawls out from under the desk, wobbly and clinging desperately to the record keeperβs robe and trying to figure out what happened. Dust crawls out a moment later, hand tight over their mouth to keep from inhaling the disrupted dust of the library.
The Archivist puts a large hand on each of their heads, applying a gentle pressure to tell them not to go upstairs, yet. The upper floors may still be in chaos, even if the bursts of quakes have finally settled. A third hand reaches out, pointing to the knocked over chess table, a deep, rumbling trill echoing in the space around them.
Itβs an effort to put the pieces back the way they were; but, an effort that sufficiently keeps them busy and distracted by what The Archivist scribbles into the long record of summoned Ghouls and humans and slowlyβoh so slowly, forcing their hand to steady for the first time in centuries on centuriesβstrikes a line through the names of the newly deceased, from the bottom to the top.
Omega. Air. Water. Alpha. Cowbell. Special. Emeritus III.
Water. Air. Emeritus II.
Earth.
Their hand pauses on the last name. The walls around them rumble and the youngest assistants immediately drop down to crouching under the chess table, even as it, too, trembles in reaction to the short burst of tremors. Itβs only the safety of the pair that lets The Archivist pull a deep breathβone that echoes in the catacombs like a burst of wind and sends the loose papers scattering. Shrieking wails from the older Ghouls echo from further into the catacombs.
βArchivist? What was thatβwhatβs wrong, what happened?β
Neither of them know. They will in time; but for now, The Archivist simply puts a hand on each of their heads againβa comfort for the pair and themself, as they finally strike through the last name. Emeritus I.
They canβt keep the pair in the archives forever; they do eventually wander upstairsβChalk desperately using the excuse of delivering a note to Emeritus I to escape and Dust finally succumbing to their allergies, unable to see through the swelling and tears and relentless sneezing. The Archivist takes that stretch of time alone to close their log book, for the first time since the crusadesβ¦ and slowlyβoh so slowlyβreaches up to gently snuff out each candle, allowing them to return to the darkness to mourn in peace, just as they did all those centuries ago.
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They were bests friends with Primo until the endβ¦.Β
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it's the season of writer's block!
Any blood-thristy monster:
Me:
Confess to him your sins before
The Judgement Day
hes so sweet i wanna pet him
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for anyone still doubting the obvious transgender symbolism in breaking bad
New Offering inspired by the song Hypnosis
I do believe Sleep is some kind of eldritch monster so why not some tentacles?
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Themes I've noticed in ST songs so far:
Horny
Sad
Horny while Sad
Chemistry references
Biting/Consuming/Teeth/Mouths (also horny)
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honestly? kind've a milf. reblog

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