Actavis You And I Need To Have A Conversation Because What The Fuck

In the void, after the moon crashed into season 8

“Well…”

“Well…”

…

“…That didn’t go as planned.”

“Honestly, I don’t think there was a plan at all.”

“There never is with the hermits, is there?” They said fondly.

“No,” the other replied, amused. “That’s half the fun, though.”

They laughed.

“…They played well.”

“The players?”

“Yes.”

“They always do. That is why I remind them that they have played the game well after they exit the end.”

“They cannot hear that. That is for the ones behind the screen.”

“Maybe... You tell the players behind the screen that sometimes they can hear the voice of the universe through the noise of their thoughts.”

“Yes.”

“Who’s to say the players on this side of the screen cannot do the same?”

“I suppose.”

“And even if they couldn’t, we’re here to tell them to their faces, even if it doesn’t mean as much then.”

“Why wouldn’t it? Who’s to say it doesn’t mean more to them if we say it to their faces?”

“I don’t think it would carry the same weight. It would only confuse.”

“Still. It would mean more coming from a friend, wouldn’t it?”

“I guess you’re right. Besides, they’re hermits. They’re used to weird.”

“Exactly. Shall we tell them, then? When the next season starts?”

…

“Iskall?”

“…I worry.”

“About them?”

“Who else? This has not been pleasant. Will they truly be okay after this?”

“To cure them of sorrow would destroy them.” They reminded the other. “The sorrow is part of their own private tasks. We-”

“-cannot interfere. I know.”

…

“They will be alright. Right? Etho?”

“Yes. I believe in them.”

“As do I. They may not see the long dream of life, but they will continue the short dream of the game.”

“They probably don’t think it’s particularly short.”

Laughter.

“No, I guess not.”

…

“Yes. We will tell them they played the game well.”

“That everything they need is within them.”

“That they are stronger than they know.”

“That they are the daylight and the night.”

“That’s my line. Half of it is, anyways.”

“Oh, snappers!”

Laughter.

…

“…We should go.”

“There is not much left to stay for.”

“Let check on our players.”

…

“Hear us, hermits. The universe is speaking to you.”

“It’s saying the darkness you fight is within you.”

“It’s saying the light you seek is within you.”

“It’s saying you are not alone.”

“It’s saying you are not separate from every other thing.”

“It’s saying you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code.”

“It’s saying I love you, because you are love.”

“And the season was over and the players woke up from the dream. And the players began a new season. And the players dreamed again, dreamed better. And the players were the universe. And the players were love.”

“Nice improvisation. Really Omega.”

“Thanks.”

“But now it is time.”

“Wake up.”

Welp, seems like my first post on this damned site is a shitty prucan sketch. Enjoy, u thirsty fuckers

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Anyone want some kitties?

Introducing my neko!canada and neko!america designs since the canon ones couldn’t quite satisfy me

I love these puffballs

T H A N K

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Unspoken Rules of The Nordic Countries

The trees are not malicious. They will not purposely hurt you. But they will not help, and they will not care if something else comes after you. You are not relevant.

Be careful of which small hills you traverse over. Not all of them are hills. Don’t wake what sleeps under the dirt and rock.

Always be respectful towards what lives in the forest. It will increase the chance of them leaving you alone.

If you leave an offering of food to them, the trolls will keep an eye out for you. Nothing else will.

Make sure you’re clear about who the offering is to, or something else might take it.

Always check the back of the people you meet in the forest. If it looks hollow, or if something’s moving at their waist, quickly but politely part ways with them. Do not follow them anywhere.

If they help you when they find you, thank them thoroughly. If they offer to lead you out, decline politely and ask them to point you in the right direction instead. You wouldn’t want to waste their precious time. Do. Not. Follow. Them. Anywhere.

Be alert of snow in cities. Be wary of snow in the country, and always cover your eyes. It can and will blind you.

If you’re one of the few that go to church on important holidays, don’t look behind you until you’re on church ground. The ones who were here first do not like that newcomer from the desert, and they don’t like you for abandoning them for him.

Be especially wary during Christmas. They do not like the way those desert folk and their three part god twisted their celebration and then called it their own. There’s a reason the Nordic folk still call it Yule.

If you hear violin music from a pond, a lake, a river, turn around immediately. Or else he might ensnare you and convince you to join him at the bottom.

If you hear music in the woods, take another path or return from where you came. They’ll try to ensnare you too, but they might be a bit more merciful and let you go after. But do not tempt fate. Mercy is unlikely, and they will definitely not give it to you twice.

The mountains and hills do not move. If they do, they are not mountains or hills.

If a deciduous tree is still in bloom during winter, do not approach it. Especially not if the earth around it is warm.

The ravens are always watching. They know everything. Never tell a secret in the presence of a raven that you aren’t willing to let them whisper on to something else.

If you find a child standing alone of the side of a road, greet them politely. If they ask for a name, give them one, preferably your own, if possible. They will not do anything bad with it, and will treasure it forever. You will never see them again in the world of the living, but they will remember you fondly.

If you hear the cry of a child by or under the floorboards of a house, ignore them and do some research into your family. If someone you’re related to lived in that house a couple centuries back, pray what’s locked under there never gets loose.

If a dead family member knocks of your door, answer. They have come to tell you important information.

Evil people who die violent deaths rarely pass on. They’re still there. Watching. Planning.

There are few places where no one has died, and much sorrowful history. But do not be afraid. Usually the ghost wish you no ill will. Usually.

Never board the silver metro train unless you wish to be lost forever.

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Honestly this is such a APH Norway aesthetic

Rules for the road when traveling in northern Europe

Memorize your route. Your map can and will lie.

Take the safest roads.

Mountain passes shift between our world and another - do not leave your car when you are crossing a mountain pass.

If you see something you believe to be a bear, do not photograph it.

The snow does strange things to our eyes.

Borders shift.

Do not speak to anyone you meet further than a kilometer from the nearest building.

Not everything that appears to be human is.

You may eat at rest stops but leave as soon as possible. If there are no other guests there, leave immediately.

Don’t listen to birdsongs for too long - they will start to tell you things you’d rather not hear.

There are no shortcuts.

Something is looking at you, but it is indifferent to your existence.

The things beneath the soil would rather stay undisturbed. Don’t dig.

Bring a mirror and a clear head.

Leave all religious items at home. They will make a scent trail.

There is a reason we fear wolves, but it isn’t the one you think.

Do not touch scissors on the ground. Ever.

The wind will bite you. Cover up.

The longer you spend in the woods, the stranger the air gets.

Stay calm.

Never approach old houses.

If there is mist on the ground, do not be afraid.

Windmills are further away than they seem.

Don’t look into lakes.

Some farms don’t always exist. Don’t worry if you can’t find it on your return trip.

Don’t drink slow-running river water. If you do, there will invariably be a dead animal upstream.

Bridges are sacred places. Do not disrespect them.

Avoid wetlands.

There are no children out here, only false ones.

If you suddenly get lost, stay very still.

Romano: You killed the love of my life!

Spain: I’m the love of your life?

Romano: I don’t know, I’m still angry at you!

I MIGHT BE AN IDIOT BUT I JUST REALIZED THAT APH AUSTRALIA DRESSES LIKE STEVE IRWIN AND MY MIND IS BLOWN. I’M SHOOKETH. ????what...????