#6 days a sacrifice

[jacklelanturn]

TBH theo deserved a cooler design

#chzo mythos #blood #Theodore dacabe #6 days a sacrifice #my art #digital art #clip studio paint #Fanart #artists on tumblr #Illustration #digital painting #sketch #eyestrain #this is my foray back into lineart #im actually really enjoying it

[afterglow-evie]

Siobhan ♡

#chzo mythos cabadath #chzo mythos #creepypasta #trilbys notes #6 days a Sacrifice #art #painting #sketch #sketchbook #sketches #illustration #my art #sculpture #acrylic #pencil #Siobhan

[iindigoeyed]

will never get over the poetry in those stupid feather children knowing each other so well and being cut from the same cloth, made of the same design, created in a perfect image, made as things to be used and tossed aside once the goal has been reached, created as monsters, yet learning how to be people and being so loved regardless, choosing to see the human in each other, caring so deeply about each other so as to bend the rules in order to ensure each other's safety because 'it's them and they understand me' and and, et cetera does anyone else wanna talk about it

#this is about all three of them but yeah whatever #kagami and felix being world's most devoted people ever #and don't bring up that adrien doesn't know about the amoks #i know. i'm aware. i'm just taking the logical leap here #adrien would absolutely be so platonically intertwined with them like #look at him sacrificing himself for ladybug on the reg and TELL ME that boy wouldnt sacrifice himself #for his feather buddies if he had to like. Listen. #it's not my fault adrien is unaware. but i'm not stupid i know that boy #also the fact is that feligami are objectively incredible #oh you and i are made of the same stuff. wanna make out about it? #it's just kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss!!!!!!!! that's it that's all they know!!!! #UGH yeah i'm gone #season 6 so help me GOD if you dont give us adrien learning about the amoks and developing #like an actual friendship with felix........... i will NEVER watch this show AGAIN #ml #adrien agreste #kagami tsurugi #félix graham de vanily #indiposts #every day i wake up and think about the senti kids!!!!!!!!!! #Anyone wanna talk about the allegory for marginalized identities while we're here or whats up

[osoreruna]

yeah, yeah — comedic relief...blah, blah... but also, y'all do realize, the fact that toshi regularly coughs up blood is a sign that he never fully / properly healed from his afo battle, right —

#𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 + [ OOC ] #and it's because of how he continues to utilize ofa #y'all realize this right — #he continues his normal hero work for YEARS... #he VERY LITERALLY sacrifices his own body to continue saving people #to continue being of service #to continue being the world's symbol of peace... #he wouldn't be in anywhere NEAR as bad of shape if he'd listened to sir when he told him to retire. #or even just cut his shifts in half. #but no — he continued at full capacity for 6 years... #6 YEARS HE NEVER PROPERLY HEALED FROM LITERALLY LOSING HIS STOMACH AND A LUNG. #6 years he prioritized literally EVERYONE ELSE over himself. #i've said it nine times and i'll say it again: #you don't have to LIKE all might...but you gotta give him props. #i'm not sure there's many other heroes that would get up every day and sacrifice their entire selves to being a TRUE hero for *society* #after going through something like that.

[moonfromearth]

- *yawns* I could use a nap.

- How can you even think about sleep at a time like this?!

- *shrugs* I dunno, dudes, but this serial killer business has me drained.

Day 6 - The Sacrifice/Fool

"We care about them, they're funny and relatable. Usually ridiculed by The Jock and The Bad Girl. As much as we care about them, they typically die a gruesome death, ultimately warning the others of just what kind of danger they're in."

from @windbrook's Slashed Challenge.

#i love him too and i reeeaaallly feel bad that probably dies a gruesome death #he's the dude that just kind of hangs around campus #no one knows what his major is and the classes they see him in don't add up to any degree they can think of #he sleeps through what classes he attends #and is very much the shaggy from scooby doo/stober stereotype #he's a pleasant dude to be around though so he has a lot of casual friends #most often he can be found loitering around the various buildings on campus #on this night in particular he was chilling outside the berkley building #most unfortunately #because he only went inside to use the bathroom before getting trapped with the rest of the cast #then serving as the comic relief of their group #i would totally write him intk another story though so he can live long enough to get a full plot just because i think he's neat #fredrick peterson #day 6 #the sacrifice #the fool #windbrookslashed #sims 4 #ts4 #sims 4 screenshots #ts4 screenshots #tw bruises #tw injuries #tw death mention

[because-its-eurovision]

I fully get the anxiety of feeling like you don’t deserve to go to a show. It comes with the whole competetive fandom stuff.

Honestly, as someone who has performed on a lot of stages with varying kinds of crowds, the most important thing isn’t if you’re the biggest fan or if you know the lyrics or some choreography or bring gifts. The thing that is the most valuable is that you go to the show to have a good time. That’s all the artists are generally looking for. That people enjoy their music, enjoy the show, are excited to be there.

Some people may be disappointed that they don’t get a ticket, sure. But it’s not you taking that ticket away from them. Not everyone can have everything. Sometime people don’t get concert tickets. That is not your fault for buying. It is a thing that happens when everyone has the right to buy concert tickets instead of them being raffeled off or gifted. If the show was just for the biggest fans, tickets would be give out as competition prices, not to the person who buys them.

And there is no right way to enjoy the show. Some superfans never learn lyrics because they don’t particularly care. Some people buy tickets to go see random artists just for the experience. Some people just love to give gifts and find that to be the best way of interacting. Your way of doing it is just as valid as all that. You don’t have to earn any right to be there, that is what the tickets are for.

And honestly, you’d be surprised by the number of people who have never even heard of an artist or band who just show up for the show because they had a day off and it could be fun. It’s not about deserving to be there. It’s about wanting to go and getting the chance to actually do that.

I don’t know if this little pep talk eases your mind at all, but I hope it does. Learning to let go of the competetive mindset and attitude when it comes to regular life stuff is a chore and a half. I just want you to know that I would love for you to go to the show.

Thank you for reaching out. I really appreciate it ❤

#ik it's mostly in my head #I've always felt like I'm never good enough since early childhood #I think band fandoms have partly always been like this #about going to every show and learning all the lyrics and 'you are wearing their merch so name all the albums' or you are a poser #ig and twitter and maybe tiktok as well have just made it worse because now I can see it all the time #like there were people queuing for Tavastia at 6 am today already #and there are people who travel across the continent for the shows #and I do not have those kinds of possibilities because I can't afford it and I have a day job #which makes be both feel like a bad person because I can't sacrifice everything to be a fan #but also makes me reconsider if I'm too old to be a fan and I'm just embarassing myself by going to any shows at all ever #because clearly band fandoms are only meant for teens and people in their early twenties who can skip school and camp outside the venue #also i made the mistake of going to twitter and saw a thread about 'so what gifts have you guys made for the boys this time?' #and I was so shook because I had no idea that you're supposed to make gifts to give for the artists at EVERY show #and I can't make anything #I have no skills or money #I can't paint or sew or make crafts #so is it like I'm a lesser person because I only paid for the ticket #you see where I'm coming from? #asks

[phlebaswrites]

Autumn Is a Second Spring

Summary:

Izuna has seen his rival under almost every circumstance.

(Almost.)

Rating: Teen And Up Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Tobirama & Uchiha Izuna Word Count: 2,435 (Complete)

Entry for @izunaweek

Day 6 - February 9: Kunai | Sacrifice | Superpowers AU

This story is a gift for @Arlennil who gave me the prompts that led to it - thank you very much!

Izuna steps forward, katana leading, and a precisely placed slash means that the man in front of him collapses screaming.

It's only fair - may this bloodline thief enjoy the blindness he inflicted on so many, even though Izuna doesn't intend to allow him to live like this for long enough to be true justice.

Still, the man can wait until the rest of his fellows have been dealt with, and Izuna deflects a spray of senbon before cutting down another shinobi. Bloodline thieves always work together - it's the kind of work that requires too many skills to belong to a single person - but it's rare for this many to gather in a single place, with a single purpose.

Nii-san's village has proven to be too tempting a target however, and Izuna was all to glad when the mission to destroy these scum was assigned to him.

Unfortunately, his brother also assigned him a mission partner.

Read the rest on AO3.

#izunaweek2024 #Day 6 | Prompt: Kunai #Day 6 | Prompt: Sacrifice #Day 6 #Prompt: Kunai #Prompt: Sacrifice #Phlebas Writes #Naruto #fanfiction #Story: Autumn Is a Second Spring #Series: Izuna Week 2024 #Senju Tobirama & Uchiha Izuna #Uchiha Izuna #Senju Tobirama #Uchiha Madara #Senju Hashirama #okay to reblog

[elvenlicht]

#samdeanchallenge #supernatural #Sam Winchester #Dean Winchester #day 6: Don’t you dare think... Sam & Dean season 8 #spn 8x23 #sacrifice

[demonicrosebushsims]

Slashed - Day 6: The Sacrifice / The Fool - Samuel Cody

@windbrook

"Ah, sweet Samuel. In general a good guy, but all that weed caused you to let your guard down. You were able to save that girl you jokingly called a freak. Sadly there was no one there to save you..."

#Slashed Cas Challenge #Day 6: The Sacrifice / The Fool #Samuel Cody #Windbrook #Halloween #The Sims #The Sims 4 #Simblr #Simblreen #windbrookslashed

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

realized my math was wrong for how many credits i need and i need 2 more credits in any elective so i've just been looking through for the funniest classes to take. rn i've found an online walking class. where you walk. but it's an online class. it's worth 2 credits i might do it

#also found that u can take a self defense class for a single credit #there's also a weed science class and honestly i don't know if they're talking abt drugs or like plants but that's funny #there's also a baking class that only meets once a week for like 6 hours into the night ? #wild stuff but they don't have my beloved beekeeping class that i wouldn't've been able to take anyway but it makes me sad #after a lot of thought i've decided to take a poetry class #i like poetry it's fun i think i'll like it #more work for me though i'm taking a lot of classes in the fall and like 3 in the summer but it'll be cool i think and a lot of them #are half a semester classes so it'll be fineee it'll be okay i'll be great and then i'll graduate and then i'll figure smth else out ig #it has been pointed out to me that i don't *have to* go straight into grad school but also i don't think there are any good jobs to get w #just a psych bachelors. i've been considering an online grad school bc i'm like so tired and i don't want to live in dorms and i don't care #for the psych graduate degrees my current school offers :/ #ugh whatever it's annoying to think abt anyway today i slept like 10 hours and i just got up a few hours ago but i'm still tired i kinda #want to take a nap but i have school boooo i should be allowed to sleep 16 hours every day but apparently that's not possible without #sacrifices that will ruin my future or whatever idk i think just for me they should make days like 36 hours so i can sleep and get #stuff done i think i deserve that

[vox-anglosphere]

Indeed, our war heroes need to be treated with dignity and respect.

#D-Day #Normandy landings #Allied invasion #France #UK #British stamps #6 June 1944 #injured veterans #On this day #Sword Beach #Juno Beach #war heroes #honour #sacrifice

[lokis-wager]

Just got through some playthroughs of 5 Days a Stranger, 7 Days a Skeptic, and Trilby's Notes, and now I'm wondering how the Chzo Mythos isn't an embedded part of tumblr culture.

#i havent even gotten through 6 days a sacrifice yet! #literally the only reason that Trilby isnt a tumblr sexyman is because the Chzo Mythos are adventure games #and not some kind of webcomic or short horror story #like just off the top of my head. the main character is a pretentious self insert #there's a gay couple in the 1800s who accidentally unleash a death god or whatever #there's a flirty history student who drinks too much (giving her plenty of angst potential) #there's the opening sequence of Trilby's Notes which could easily get an entire theory post #it's weird supernatural murder mysteries (one is set in space!) #there's a teenage boy who thinks Trilby is the best shit since sliced bread (easy dark-fic shipping material) #the whole thing is very early-2000s millennial and it's just wild that Tumblr hasnt been exposed to them somehow

[the-potato-beeper]

my test today went way better than i thought it would!!! and my last class doesn't meet today, so i can take as long as i want on my lunch break then go home and keep playing baldur's gate 3 (after a little bit of hw–i will be responsible today dammit)

#key speaks #today is a good day #despite the slight lack of sleep #(i still got like. 6 hours?) #anyways! #i got bg3 last night! #i saw some stuff for it on tumblr and hyper fixated for like a week #and decided that hey since [redacted positive life event] i might as well splurge and buy it #(seriously why is it so expensive. i gave up like 3 very cute posters and some amazing stickers to play this game) #(i rly love decorating so it was quite the sacrifice) #took an hour designing my Tav #(they are a tiefling bard and their full name is Octave) #(they are very purple and a little blue and teal) #(i know nothing about tieflings and very little about dnd beyond basic tumblr osmosis) #(so i don't really know their backstory yet) #anyways i got through the first bit with the creepy gross ship and crashed it #then it was midnight so i went to sleep #i'm excited to keep playing! #can't wait to meet all the companions

[set-phasers-to-whump]

bulletproof kisses

prompt: taking the bullet

whumpee: sakari nurmi

fandom: karppi/deadwind

heya! this fic is for the wonderful @thecolourblood - sorry it took a minute but i hope you enjoy! it's set during 3x08 and is canon compliant :) (title from ginasfs by fall out boy)

He knows what’s coming. He’s been braced for it since he got out of the car, his body tense, though he’s trying to look relaxed. Like he doesn’t know what’s going to happen.

He turns to face her as she approaches. He knows how this needs to go, knows the part he needs to play. Most of all, he knows that this is all pretend. But the look on her face when she walks towards him - it scares him, a bit. He has never seen her look quite like this before.

“This is where he used to work,” he says to her, to break through the silence that feels like it is suffocating him. She says nothing in return, just keeps walking towards him.

“Can you hear me?”

She continues approaching, absolutely silent apart from her footsteps. And then she stops walking, maybe two meters away from him, and just like that she draws her gun and shoots him in the chest.

The bang of the shot echoes horribly off of the disused metal. Pain explodes from the point of impact, knocking the breath out of his lungs with the force of a sledgehammer being driven into his chest. He falls to the ground and the movement seems at once to take forever and no time at all. 

“Don’t…”

He looks up at her, panting, not even sure what it is he’s saying. He tries to breathe. Tries to remind himself that everything will be fine. But fuck, it hurts. 

She points the gun at him again, as if she is going to finish him off. She seems impossibly close, standing over him like this. And then she pulls the trigger. 

A second round of pain explodes in his chest, worse than the first, so intense that for a second he cannot see or hear a thing.

He blacks out. 

--

He wakes up with rocks digging into his back, which is far less painful than the feeling in his chest. It hurts just to breathe. For a long moment he lies there on the cold, uncomfortable ground, trying and failing to push the pain to the back of his mind. 

He needs to move, though. They don’t have a lot of time. And so he steels himself as best as he can and forces himself to his feet. 

This hurts horribly. For a second he feels like he might just collapse right back down to the ground, but he knows that he can’t.

He has to get to Sofia. 

And so he breathes through the pain (though, of course, breathing itself hurts) and wills his eyes to focus. When he feels sufficiently in control of everything, he makes his way to the car and starts driving. 

--

Everything that happens at the ruins is a bit of a blur, overridden with worry and with the searing pain in his chest that refuses to let up. 

He shoots Paarma. Sofia asks him what the fuck took him so long. He jokes, asks whether she wants to try how it feels to get a bullet in her chest. Tries not to let on that it still hurts - they both know she’d done what she had to. He does not want her to feel guilty.

The van and the smoke. The trees blurring past him. Emil. 

This is what matters, really. He’d let himself get shot again, as many times as necessary, to save the kid. The pain is worth it a thousand times. 

--

After, they go to the hospital. Normally Sofia would fight tooth and nail for her right not to go to the hospital, but this time it’s different. This time there’s Emil. 

All three of them get checked out, though Sofia and Sakari try to wave off the doctors’ attention. It’s no use, though, and Sakari supposes they should probably set a good example for Emil in any case. They both give in. One doctor takes Emil and Sofia off down a hallway, and another leads Sakari in the opposite direction. 

In the exam room, he sees the effects of his being shot for the first time. After a rather arduous and painful battle with his jacket, shirt, and vest, Sakari finds himself looking down at a livid bruise, more red than purple. It extends across his entire chest, with two darker circles indicating where the bullets had struck. 

It makes him feel faintly sick to look at, and seeing the source of his pain only makes him more aware of how much everything still hurts. He looks away. 

The doctor gently prods at his ribs. He knows she’s trying to be gentle, can sense that her touch is light, but he sucks in a gasp of pain anyway. This hurts, too, and he’s left clenching his hands into fists and closing his eyes to stop them from tearing up. 

“Sorry,” she says, continuing to feel his chest. “I’d like to send you for x-rays. At least three of your ribs are fractured, if not broken, and my guess is that several are bruised as well.”

“What can you do about it?” 

“Not much, unfortunately. The injuries will heal on their own in about six weeks, as long as you’re careful and monitor your breathing.”

Sakari nods, though he doubts that his definition of ‘careful’ will align with the doctor’s. 

“We can give you medication for the pain, of course,” she continues, as they make their way to an x-ray room. 

“No, thank you.” He won’t mess with that. Especially not now. He can’t.

“Okay,” the doctor agrees, as they arrive at the room. “Now, if you’ll wait here while I get a nurse…”

--

After the hospital, the three of them go to Sakari’s room at the Hotel St. George. While Sofia gets Emil to sleep in the bed, Sakari stands alone in the dark living room and stares out at the lights of the Helsinki night. 

He tries not to think about anything. About the things he has lost. About everything that has happened in the past few hours. About the burning pain in his chest - two of his ribs are broken, two are fractured, three are bruised. He can’t decide if knowing this fact makes the pain better or worse.

“He fell asleep,” Sofia reports, joining him by the window. Sakari looks up from his phone, where he’s just received a message, and makes a report of his own. 

“JP sent a message that Emil’s grandpa will recover. They performed an angioplasty.”

“Heart attack?”

“Yeah. He’d gone after Paarma.”

There’s a beat of silence. Sofia looks out of the window. Sakari feels compelled to say something else.

“Did you know Paarma worked at the lime mill for 20 years?”

“That place where I shot you?”

He huffs a laugh and refuses to wince at the pain it causes. He wants her to know that he understands. That he’d do it again, for Emil, for her, in a heartbeat. “Precisely.”

“I didn’t know that.”

A soft, comfortable silence falls between them. Sofia steps closer to him, very slowly. He watches her, doesn’t move at all. This feels so different to her earlier approach, before she’d shot him. He lets his eyes close. And she kisses him. 

It’s wonderful. Unhurried and gentle. He reaches up and lightly touches her face, barely even registering the way that his chest burns at the change in his breathing.

And then Emil calls for his mom, and they break apart. Sakari opens his eyes again. They look at each other for a second that feels impossibly long. 

“I’m coming,” Sofia calls. She looks at Sakari again, looks away, and goes to check on her son. 

Sakari watches her leave. A ball of warmth is making itself felt in his chest, and it scarcely even hurts.

thanks for reading! i hope you liked it :)

#bad things happen bingo #taking the bullet #karppi #deadwind #sakari nurmi #shot in the vest #shot #self sacrifice #broken ribs #bruised #my writing #i say things #also beck if you want me to shoot him in a more bloody fashion i would be more than happy to oblige :) #but this was simply a compulsion to write. been thinking about it since i first saw the ep. #also on the title: that bad boy has been in my list of potential fic titles for like five years #finally it sees the light of day #but lets be honest ok that song still slaps. tho ok tbh fob in general still slaps. i said it. #also also. bingos number 6 and 7 let's goooo #only 2 more fics!!!!

[an-aura-about-you]

Because it feels relevant for today being both July 28th and Fuck You and Fuck Your Train Friday, an excerpt from one of my TMA/Chzo Mythos fics, The Thread of the Idol:

Jonathan Sims groans and rubs his temples, shutting his eyes to the Book of the Bridge. He’s never cared for the Books of CHZO, both for the horrible events they predict and Jack Frehorn’s writing choices. But preferred reading material or not, they hold vital information regarding CHZO and the entities tied to him, and Jon needs information.

In the nearly 20 years since Trilby learned his place in their holy books, he has been studying anything he can find on the prophecies written by CHZO’s followers, desperately looking for any way to stop their plans. But sometimes those choices play right into a prophecy, that they can happen specifically because the person in it is trying to avoid it.

(Jon’s made a nice little side career writing songs about the very topic, though even he has his limits when it comes to writing songs about work. The idea of a concept album featuring Yog Sogoth hits a little too close for comfort. He’s pretty sure CHZO is the only one actually out there. But he also gets the feeling that, in this situation, calling the wrong number still might result in something picking up the phone.)

#I really enjoyed writing this one! #it was nice to dive into some of the stuff with 7 Days a Skeptic and 6 Days a Sacrifice #and also I got to write in Sasha working in Artefact Storage! #sorry to this crossover universe not getting The Bifrost Incident

[snekdood]

You fucking idiots dont fucking get it. ive been taking care of plants since i was 14. Ive tried FUCKING EVERYTHING. Fungus gnats are just apparently gonna exist around me no matter what i do or try, apparently just like these yerfs who also seem to be breeding like maggots.

#please! non plant experts stfu forever. #please! if you dont take care of a grden or live by a heavily wooded areas and dont have any plants inside too that arent succs- #shut the fuck up forever!! #whatever you're about to suggest! ive fucking tried it!!! #but of course. like the yerfs you are you cant ever take me at my word for my own experiences. its always that yall know whats right always #and never that im actually fucking correct about the shit i talk about. like maybe its just really fucking hard to control their population #did you ever consider that sometimes you have to make sacrifices if you want to take care of something like plants? i have to wake up at 6 #in the morning now JUST to keep the squirrels scared away from my planters. bc if i sleep in at all i risk letting my plants die bc of #their bs. unfortunately theres just shit that comes with plants that you have to decide whether or not your love for plants is greater than #whatever bs you might encounter while you take care of them. and unfortunately one of those sacrifices is having to deal with fungus gnats #and bugs in general. yall think its so easy to control bugs in my apartment. im poor. nothing is sealed here. #i had a fucking mosquito infestation. how does that even happen? i dont fucking know! but it did. #ive had a meal moth infestation. how did they get in? they were breeding in a little bag of old food i had for my hermit crabs. #how did they get in and somehow get to that bag all the way in my room? WHO FUCKIN KNOWS! I SUSPECT THOUGH ITS BC IM FUCKIN POOR #AND THIS SHIT AINT SEALED IN HERE WELL ENOUGH. i have bug problems all the time. #and you're gonna tell me its just suddenly so easy to get rid of gnats. #this is why ik none of yall *actually* take care of plants. like actually truly. outside of what. your succulents and the one palm you have #im really happy that you have plants you can deprive of water for a few days but i have marsh plants! i have swamp plants! I CANT deprive #them of moisture acrually! so its really not that fucking easy to get eid of the fucking gnats! i feel like i should have to fucking #explain this. if you actually took care of plants forreal forreal you would know they are just not fucking easy to get rid of. #but naw. im trans. so that means i never know what im talking about about anything or whatever and yall gotta act paternalistic about #everything i do. meanwhile im sitting over here ripping out my hair about how dumb and juvenile YALL are bc ik for a gotdamn fact if any of #yall ugly fucks ACTUALLY took care of plants outside of the ornamental ones you have this wouldnt be a discussion. #but naw ya saw a jokey post of mine about how i felt defeated in my ability to get rid of the gnats and decided i wasnt actually trying #bc for some reason yall gotta assume that no trans person actually just knows wtf theyre talking about literally on anything. #anyways i hope yall get plagued by gnats forever and all your planrs die from them devouring the roots. #its like yall are new souls coming in acting like you're an old soul and im the actual old soul tryna tell you what it is but yall are just #*so convinced* you're right because everyone says im the crazy old man on the corner so that means i dont know anything or some #dumb reasoning like that. like idk maybe this old man has seen some shit and knows some shit but sure im sure yall little asses know wrf #ur talking about. totally.