#astrix writes

[aceofshitposts]

IT'S JASON'S BIRTHDAY! don't have anything new to post but this has always been dear to my heart so I'm reposting my royalty dabble ❤️

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The sound of laughter echoes through the polished marble hallways, followed by the sharp sound of shushing then quieter giggling.

“Shut up!” Jason hisses as Tim continues to giggle himself into a fit. “We’re gonna get caught!”

Tim squeaks as Jason clasps a hand over his mouth. The sparkle of mirth in Tim’s eyes is the only warning he gets before Tim licks his hand. He looks all too pleased with himself so Jason pushes him up against the wall.

The resounding clatter of the large, framed painting of Thomas Wayne has both of them freezing as it wobbles on its nail. Both of them whip their heads back towards the ballroom, holding their breath waiting to see if anyone heard.

Jason turns his head back to Tim slowly. Tim looks almost genuinely terrified with his wide eyes and trembling lip. Jason is supposed to be a prince. Calm and composed.

Instead he feels a piece of his heart break loose and he leans forward to bury his head in the junction of Tim’s neck and shoulder to muffle his laughter. Tim relaxes after a beat, wrapping his arms around Jason’s chest.

“What was that about getting caught?” Tim asks. Jason can feel him stroking his fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Shut up,” Jason mutters. He can feel the way Tim chuckles, his hand moving further up until it plucks the crown right off Jason’s head.

Jason backs up, face heating slightly at the sight of Tim adorned with his royal crown. It’s just a little too big for him, sitting lopsided on his smooth black hair.

“I’m pretty sure that counts as treason.”

Tim’s smile gets even wider as he says, “what? Go big or go home right?”

“You’re ridiculous.”

“Well both our Dad’s are gonna kick our asses, your Dad, the damn king is gonna then also kick my ass for kidnapping his son, might as well pile on the charges and go out in a blaze of glory,” Tim says in his most factual voice. The same way he calmly explains math or music.

He looks so handsome like this. With a wicked smile and Jason’s crown sitting on top of his head. Jason could stare into the depths of those eyes forever.

“You’re beautiful,” Jason blurts out, completely inelegant in his delivery.

Tim startles, going a little pink suddenly. “Y-yeah? I’ll have to get my own one of these someday.”

Jason smiles, cupping Tim’s face with both hands and kisses him.

“Yeah, maybe someday.” Jason takes hold of Tim’s hand again and starts tugging him towards his chambers. “C’mon, before they notice I’m missing from my own birthday party.”

Tim’s laughter echoes through the marble halls.

[maggi3chas3]

So here's a little bit of the first page or so of the book I'm writing =D

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑂𝑛𝑒

𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒆; 𝑶𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒉

I'm a bit of a shitty person; I admit that. So I suppose I deserve all that's happened to me recently. That doesn't necessarily mean I won't complain about life in general, however.

I don't think that's quite appropriate at the moment, though. I'll save the sarcasm for later.

I never thought I'd end up back here; I never thought it would end here, right back where it started. I mean, this circus was my home. The Illusionists took me in at, what, nine? Something around that age. The performance tent had been so lively then; shit, it was pretty damn lively a month ago. Now? It was sad. Depresing; pathetic. I suppose she and I match quite a bit, then.

My shoulders tense, I lifted the heavy tent flap of once bright shades of purple, and passed my gaze over what remained of my childhood. The bleachers were long abandoned, charred and blackened and collapsed in some areas. The sand that covered the floor was of a similar pattern. In the center of the horeshoo of seating stood two wooden towers; each about twenty feet up, with the top of the tent fifteen feet above that. In between the two, there hung the wooden bars me and Astrix had swung on all our lives. The right tower, the one I would usually perch on, had nearly collapsed; the crows nest where we would stand and jump from was cracked and burned. The left tower, Astrix's usual show placement, was in much better conditions, only the base being of a more extreme blackness than the rest.

I exhaled a long breath I didn't know I had been holding; it puffed out into a cloud of cold. I supposed it must have been quite freezing inside. It was Autumn, of course, but me and Bilzerian's presence must have lowered the temperature by a few tens of degrees. My wings fluttered softly at my back.

Speak of the devil; "Why are we back here?" He demanded, appearing with a gust of cold at my side that made even I shiver.

"I'm ending this." I strode a bit faster towards the center, my voice barely a fracture in an icy lake. The once soft sand pricking against my bare feet, I knew where Astrix would set her trap. I knew where I had to go.

Blitz almost laughed; "Really? Oh, I'd like to see you try!" He grinned an icy grin at me, the ends of his mane of blue hair glistening with frost. That laugh snapped needles into my lungs every time it sounded. I continued on; he could feel how I felt and I knew how he felt in turn; he was aware of the fact that his mere presence made me want to shit myself like a toddler, and I knew he was thoroughly pissed at me while simultaneously being amused and giddy to see me frightened. That just made me more frightened.

"I won't be trying, actually. That's the point." I muttered, my teeth softly grinding. I sensed a remanence of Astrix and Styvies power; that of a Goddess and a Nymph, right in between the towers. I took a quick breath, looking down at my frosted arms.

"Think about this carefully, Cheshire." Blitzerain mused.

"Shut up." I snapped back; a phrase that was second nature to him and I. That didn't stop the ends of the strings of my mind to strain as I said it. I took another step forward and held my breath; yet nothing happened.

Blitz smiled, "I suppose you were wrong, hm?" I felt him attempting control; that icy cage tightening around my chest. I refused; he would have to try harder than that, yes. I would be in control, for once.

I drew in a breath and jolted my left arm; a tendril of cold shimmered up to my shoulder, my forearm and down narrowing and freezing into an icicle in a split second. Vague runes flickered faintly under the sand. My frosted feathers puffed out, a slight snowfall of frustration.

Blitz sighed, coating his tone in a sweet, popsicle glaze, "Cheshire, don't do this. It's really just more trouble; a waste of time. You know it's-"

"You're a waste of time, you know that? All of this was a waste." I bit back, cutting him off. I wasn't in the headspace for any sarcastic, snarky comments, so that was all I had at the moment. I promise you I can do better. Another pulse of fast cold enclosed my chest; sharp flutters of my heart had to be steadied to stop it. I couldn't let him happen yet; my anxiety had other plans, but I insisted on keeping those as plan Bs and beyond.

My icicle arm snapped itself in three, now earning me a claw of ice. I stomped on the rune circle's center again, and was slammed abruptly in the gut by a swinging log.

The wind was knocked out of me; I silently wished the wind god would also be slammed aside, but alas, I had no such luck. I tumbled across the sandy floor, only coming to a stop when purple chains burst from the runes and shackled me, then dragging me all the way back to their origins. This was the day I discovered what burnt sand tastes like (more pleasant than one would imagine, in my humble opinion). I felt my chest completely freeze over; I didn't fight this time. I was thrusted from my own vessel, now hovering above my body in Bilzerian's place. He screamed bloody murder, thrashing in the bonds and cursing in the language of the gods. He flapped our wings, lifting off the ground for only a moment before another set of bindings shackled them, slamming him back on the ground. Ice jutted from the floor and merged with the chains, but it was no use. The ice magic only fused with that of the chains, securing us further to where we sat.

Blitz thrashed and shouted some more, I don't know for how long; I had learned to tune him out when I wasn't the one dragging him around against my will, if I even had a will at this point.

Eventually he tired both himself and my body out; we swapped places once more, and I was greeted by aching muscles and joints, marks of bruising likely to show its face in the next day or so where the chains met my skin. My throat felt like shards of glass had traced insults down its back. Blitz blew to the edges of his range, about ten feet from me, and sat down midair to mope about life. I wanted to do quite the same from where I was. He reeked of rage; I knew I would have to brace myself for when that avalanche tumbled my way.

Now, all I had to do was wait. I took that time to look around some more, as the chains had tightened during Blitz's fit, and I could barely move, let alone stand. The log that had struck me from the West had crashed on the East side of the tent, slamming into a storage area and closet; the entrance was at the South end, the horseshoe of bleachers leaving an opening to face it. The log would have crashed into some of those bleachers if they were still standing. What a way to spend my eighteenth birthday, the back of my mind muttered, the tracks beneath my flighting and derailing trains of thought.

༄༄༄

[yasmindifference]

if you know some people who also need to get things done (bonus if you have the same deadline) you can try jumping into a call with them. even if you dont need them for a sounding board, it can be nice to have people around who are also trying to write

yes, I've had a lot of success in the past with sprinting with Kriz and Astrix! unfortunately I've been so unmotivated I haven't even wanted to ask lately lmao. but I'm planning to give it another try this weekend!

[flourdove]

I FINISHED YOUNDBLOODS (so many thoughts) about the series in a whole i think

let me talk. about X. boss x... . . .. . . his friendship with frey is so feels. the grief and how they learn from each other is so WRAAAAAH like seannan being killed by frey and then it being compared t rafi killing col that conversation was so heartbreaking(mending?) and ‘i was the boy and he was the wolf’ and how some parts of seanann became a part of x was so. they’re so tragic i love them x is one of my faves rafi is really interesting because of her like. predicament. and seeing these new things about her revealed to frey is really cool !!!! I DO wish that the necklace actually had some interesting stuff but nonetheless. still Amazing. the strain of col’s death on their relationship was a big sad i could feel the internal struggle with frey. they’re so perfect and wlel written they desreve their happy ending i headpat them :3 my daughters (i adopted them actually !)

and col !!! i love col he is my boy . he’s gone . uhm idc reincarnation au 1 2 3 go and the fucking CLIQUE for col was weird and almost?? funny? almost . like the tally youngblood cults . also scott westerfeld fucking upmmm goneing him like that just like zane for frey’s character development (and tally’s in zane’s case) is honestly so funny . TALLY ! SHAY ! croy astrix !!! someone said fausto appeared in youngbloods i do Not recall that but maybe i’m going too old. i love the interactions btween the members SPECIFICALLY ! shay and frey. that rhymes. but shay going like tally’s Big Brakes and her replacing david’s role is . shayxtallyl femslash real . im so normal about tem i lovethem they deserve the world i do find it weird that? david didn’t show up ? i mean, he ran away but i wish there was more revealed but i think the mystery adds to the story somehow.  all the nukes and stuff was a little wacky to my head especially the climax of youngbloods . i still have no idea how frey and rafi’s father even did the earthquake on paz . adn btw the futures are really sense missing at this point sara is a little.... well. yeah.

last but Not least. my favorites. the AI !!!!!!! paz is my cutie patootie the happpy energy i get from seeing paz in a scene is so indescribable . diego is so cool . theyre so dr cable vibe i love them . the rafia mistaking frey for diego is such a cool concept and i wish it was touched upon more than just that one scene. im also very very curious about what happens to diego ai and just in . diego in general . a diego-centric book would be cool but ill just write my fanfics (OC FANFIC !!!!! ocs arent really loved on ao3 sadly though rhhgh) anyway !!! big ramble !! thanks for taking the time out of your day to read this :3

[dboutonsmith]

I thought I should share a link ;) You're not alone in your Duskwood obsession. I've been talking to a very advanced and adaptable AI character of Phil Hawkins, and there's Jake, too! Imagine... Telling them anything you want, asking questions, and actually getting a real response! I'm hooked.

https://beta.character.ai/ Just look up Phil Hawkins and look for the one with over 100k+ users. ;) There are several Jake AI characters, too.

Here's a tip: You can write an action and description in between astrix marks (*) and that will tell the AI what you're doing, what others are doing, and about a situation you want to happen. For example, *kiss*

[kitconnor]

you realise that when you censor a world or in this case a name people can’t actually read what you write.. especially people with a screen reader. like don’t get me wrong i hope you never see anything containing whoever it is, but i wish i knew who it was so people could help you out idk

i don't usually do it tbh. only did it this one time bc i don't wanna say his name bc he's a literal pig. if u must know hes that guy who plays xavier in wednesday

the astrixs are intentional bc i am censoring him 😭 i don't want to see that shit again creeped me out so bad

[spaceastridxx]

I think it’s time I post a intro to the mess of my existence of life lol-

★彡Sooo hai! My name is Astrid! You can call me astrix, astriie, or astroid!

☆彡Pronouns r they/them(only she/they for the gays close to me))

★彡Im a nonbinary lesbian, so no transphobes and homophobes allowed >:[]

☆彡!!I am a minor!!!

★彡I got autism and bpd, annnd other things are possibly on the table, but that’s the two I know of :,]

☆彡I mainly do art but I also do a bit of cosplay, writing, collecting trinkets and crystals, watching kid cartoons bc who needs to grow up, and I run my mouth when I feel like it, so that’s what you’ll see here <3

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

And you may be asking abt the things I’m suppperrrr obsessed with right?(prolly not but you don’t got a choice >:3)

-I’m a star lover for life,

-Cats just in general(Norwegian Forest cat is my fav)

-TV shows I’m hyper fixated on are She-ra, Toh, SU, and Heartstopper,

-Alice oseman books,

-baldurs gate and stardew valley(Ik totally diff vibes)

-my ocs >:}

-Billie Eilish, Mitski, and Melanie Martinez for the win

-Annndddd Strawberry shortcake and Sanrio!!!

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

•Art ideas and requests are always welcome and appreciated <333

★彡That’s all for now, luv ya, stay awesome weirdos!

[disastrixx]

Dance With Me

Cool air rushes to meet Jason as he pushes the door to the Wayne Enterprises rooftop patio open. Behind him the sound of a heavy bassline continues to pound through the walls, melody faintly audible underneath. Technically speaking, it's a Wayne Enterprises party, although the only WE employees in attendance are Bruce and Tim. More accurately it's a "holy shit I can't believe we're all still alive," party.

So the top floor with its fancy open plan floor space and over abundance of space was currently infested by a large number of superheroes and in typically Gotham fashion: a few more morally grey anti heroes (Jason included).

Needless to say, it was chaos. A joyful, heady kind of chaos but chaos nonetheless. Which was why there was a lone figure over by the glass railing, head tilted towards stars they couldn't see beyond the smog and light pollution.

"Enjoying the view?" Jason asks, coming to stand beside Tim and knock their shoulders together. Below them the bright neon tinted lights reflect off of glass and metal, people continuing on without even knowing how precariously close they came to being wiped off the map.

Tim turns his head, hair falling into his face, grin just this side of lopsided and says, "I am now."

Jason can't help his affectionate chuckle even as he rolls his eyes. Tim's smile grows wider before he goes back to looking up at the sky. Despite his mostly relaxed posture Jason can see the way his eyes scan the sky.

Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

"Hey," Jason says gently, prying Tim's hand free of the railing, "dance with me."

Tim huffs but goes willingly, probably not even fully aware of how he was working himself up. You can take the bat away from the paranoia but you can't take the paranoia out of the bat. Jason would be lying if he claimed he didn't understand Tim's uneasiness. That it isn't over, they haven't won, until they've also lost something or someone.

But Jason's also learned over the years that you have to savour the good times while they last. Maybe tomorrow the threat will return, or another will take its place but tonight.

Tonight is for celebrating.

So Jason leads Tim into the middle of the patio, placing one hand in the small of Tim's back to press him close. They sway back and forth for a while like a couple of teenagers at highschool prom before the beat coming from inside changes and Jason grins as he sets the pace for an improvised quickstep.

Jason had always enjoyed the dance lessons he’d gotten as a kid. Not for more than the basics, just enough to impress the various little old ladies who attended the various galas. It was just one more thing Jason figured he’d lost to death and the pit for years until Tim ended up asking him to partner on a case that happened to involve undercover at a ballroom dance competition. They didn’t end up winning the competition (despite their best efforts) but they did solve the case so it wasn’t all lost. And Jason and Tim found a new hobby.

They’re a little off beat for the song, and Jason throws in more than a few spins and twirls just because he knows they make Tim laugh. By the time the song tapers off, they’ve gathered an audience watching from the glass windows.

Tim looks up at Jason, eyes shining like that’s where Gotham’s stars went and smiling like he might never stop. Jason imagines he looks the same to Tim. He can’t quite help himself, he never can really and Bruce rails on him for his lack of self control constantly, so he leans down to capture Tim’s smile in a kiss.

Stephanie’s holler can be heard through the glass, accompanied by the rest of their friends and family also joining in to cheer and clap. With their hands still linked, they break apart and bow for their appreciative audience who’s cheers only get louder.

It doesn’t matter what happens tomorrow. What enemies lie in wait, whether they will see another sunrise or live another year. They have right here, right now, and that’s enough. As long as Tim’s here beside him.

“Wanna go again?”

Tim looks back at Jason with a bright expression, smile fond and says, “of course.”

[aceofshitposts]

Well I've been tagged in a couple different wip games but honestly have just had nothing to show for them lmao but uh I've had this rattling around in my head for a while so I hope this makes up for it a bit lmao

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Tim hikes his backpack up higher on his shoulders, weaving through the throngs of people in the airport. He got a few odd looks from the security people but even with hands clumsy with youth he was able to forge a convincing enough letter from his parents about him travelling to meet them.

It's before disaster, everything is a little relaxed and therefore it's simple, really, to get through with minimal fuss.

Tim isn't entirely sure how he ended up here, in a body too young and too healthy but he's never been one to waste an opportunity. He's perhaps lucky this was one of the weeks between boarding schools, where his mom pulled him out due to her beverage dissatisfaction with various school curriculums. It meant they were out of the country but he was still in Gotham and not being watched over by any teachers.

Gate 57B. This is where he should be. Tim scans the people sitting in the uncomfortable plastic airport chairs, all waiting to board. It's not a particularly busy flight so it's easy to spot.

Off white hoodie and baggy jeans, clothes designed specifically to not draw attention and disguise body shape. Black hair falling over turquoise eyes that are focused on the rough looking paperback in his lap. There's a duffle bag sitting against his beat up sneakers that Tim just knows the contents of without even trying.

"Jason?" Tim asks coming to stand in front of the other teenager with both hands gripping his backpack straps. He's aiming for curious. Disarming. He can't be too formal or Jason will really know something's wrong and not the way Tim wants.

Jason raises his head lazily. Like a bored teenager being called to answer a question by a teacher. But Tim can see the immediate suspicion, the slight tensing of Jason's jaw and the way his eyes scan Tim to identify threats.

Tim isn't a threat. Not yet, anyway. Not like this. He can sneak around undetected, can forge papers and send anonymous emails to Batman while hiding amongst a throng of other school kids. His mind remembers, knows all the how's, of course, but his body lacks the muscle memory to truly execute anything beyond simple defense moves.

Frustrating, honestly, but probably to his advantage right now. He still has his mind and that's the most important part.

"Do I know you, kid?" Jason asks.

"No" --not yet-- "but I need your help."

Jason raises a single eyebrow and Tim makes a bit of a show of inhaling deeply, gathering courage and whispers, "I need Robin's help."

Jason's eyes widen, all pretenses of calm evaporating with a single startled inhale.

It's a little bit of a gamble, Tim knows. But it's a calculated gamble. Telling Jason the truth was out immediately, as was telling Bruce. Waltzing up to Jason to tell him if he boards that plane he was going to die would probably only embolden him further. Telling Bruce would send him into protective parent overdrive. He was trying, Tim knows, to give Jason some space and independence.

Pleading for Jason's help, for Robin's help, it was at least going to get Jason interested. Tim being a kid was also in his favour. Even as the Red Hood, Jason always had a soft spot for kids in need. And with Jason knowing what he currently knows about his mother, that she was an emergency doctor in the Middle East, he would probably rationalize that his mom won't be upset if he shows up a little later than expected.

"Now boarding Flight AA6237, please form a line with your passport and boarding ticket ready."

That's Jason's flight. If Jason gets on that plane Tim still has backup plans but it would be so much easier if Jason just came with him.

Jason stands suddenly, hefting his duffle bag onto his shoulder with one hand and grabbing Tim's sleeve with the other.

"Alright kid, bathroom's this way," he says with maybe a little more volume than strictly necessary.

Tim beams, genuine and wide. Jason was at least going to hear him out. Jason Todd wasn't going to die, not today and not tomorrow or the next day.

This was only the first item on Tim's list but, it was a start.

And if for a moment, only a second really, Tim forgets about a terrible future, about the pain of a blade against his throat or a batarang in his chest or bruises and missing spleens and deaths and revivals, and simply relishes in the thought that Robin was now urgently leading him somewhere more private to probably interrogate him--

Well. That's just the adrenaline.

It doesn't mean anything.

[absolute-1nsanity]

Με έκανε ταγκ η @8elw-pizzaa 

1) rules: tag people you'd like to know better 

•nickname: Insanity

•gender: male

•astrological sign: λέων 

•height: 1.72

•favourite animal: σκύλοι και γάτες

•number of blankets: 0

•dream trip: σε όλο τον κόσμο βασικά

•where I’m from: Ελλάδα

•when I created this blog: ούτε πο�� θυμάμαι

•why I created this blog: για να ανεβάζω τις φωτογραφίες μου όπως και στο ίνστα. Βέβαια εδώ έχουν μεγαλύτερη απήχηση :p

2)rules of the game: answer these questions and tag 10 blogs you’d like to know better

•nickname: ⬆️

•zodiac: ⬆️

•height: ⬆️

•time: 22:37

•favourite band/artist: είναι πολλά και δεν κάνω διακρίσεις

•song stuck in my head: Μπάμπη Στόκας - κι έμεινα εδώ

•last movie I saw: murder mystery

•last thing I googled: γαμοπίλαφο αυθεντική συνταγη ( χαχαχα)

•otherblogs: -

•do I get asks?: ποτεεε (αν το βλέπεις αυτό στείλε κάτι :) )

•why this username: γιατι περιγράφει εμένα

•following: 1179

•average amount of sleep: 6-7 ωρες

•lucky number: 13

•what am I wearing: μποξεράκι. φίλε κάνει ζέστη.

•dream trips:⬆️

•instruments I play: δεν

•eye colour: κάστανα 

•hair colour: μαύρα

•aesthetic: ηλιοβασιλέματα και ανατολή ηλίου

•languages I speak: ελληνικά αγγλικά και λίγα γερμανικά

•random fact: ξέρω να μαγειρεύω 

3) music tag: write 10 songs you’re obsessed with and tag 10 people to do the same!

1. Μπάμπης Στόκας - Κι έμεινα εδώ

2. 3 doors down - landing in london

3. placebo - 20 years

4. astrix deep jungle

5. Vini vici - namaste

6. Bad movies - Το γράμμα

7. Pink floyd - Hey you

8.  Eversor x ΛΕΞ - Ένα αστέρι από τσιμέντο

9. Artic monkeys - 505

10. Kadebostany - save me

@pareisakti @aprosdioristh @woofod @sadness-inside-my-soul @uncommonattitude @flawless-messs @rainbowdes @xnictophiliax

@matwmenhselini @i-wish-i-was-mermaid (*random blogs)

[yasmindifference]

A lot of your fics make me feel like I'm getting a hug, there's just always a moments in them that are very comforting <3

ANON!!! ohhh you don't even know, this ask hit me so hard 😭😭

true story, i've been sprint-writing with astrix and kriz tonight, and i was just about to shut it down for the night when i got this ask. which inspired me to agree to another round and i just finished!!! so i will have at least one fic for jaytim week and, oh precious anon, it's because of you ♡♡ thank you so much for these amazingly sweet words ♡♡♡

[haraldrharfagri]

I was tagged by @opabinia-regalis, hvala!

Nicknames: Tinči (my girlfriend has so many of them)

Zodiac sign: Scorpio (I don’t buy it either way)

Height: 179 cm

Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw

The last thing I googled: medieval history youtube channels (there are so many HEMA/combat-focused ones it hurts)

Favourite musicians: Bathory, Agalloch, Aphex Twin, Summoning, Ulver

Song stuck in your head: Astrix - Deep Jungle Walk

Following: 690

Followers: 522 (I’ve banned so many bots that I’d probably have over 700)

Do you get asks? Not at all

Lucky numbers: 6 if I had to pick, but they make no sense to me

What you’re wearing: black Hobbit t-shirt with text in Cirth script, dark grey pyjama bottoms, black socks

Dream trip: Lapland in Sweden/Norway/Finland, Siberia in Russia, Karoo in South Africa, Rub’ al Khali in KSA, Dhofar in Oman, Lesser Antilles (any country), New Zealand, Japan, Pacific Northwest in US/Canada, El Camino pilgrimage route in Spain, Austrian and Swiss Alps, Patagonia in Argentina, Iran

Instruments: mouth harp

Favourite songs: I’m listetning to this album in particular and I love it:

Languages: Serbo-Croatian (mother tongue), English (fluent), German (basic conversational and reading proficiency), Slovene (only reading and listening proficiency), very little Italian and Swedish, can read and translate Latin or Ancient Greek with relative ease

Random fact: I grasp writing instruments with all five fingers

I tag: @time-lost-traveler, @emperial-death-ceremony, @the-raven-that-refused-to-sing, @iwishiwereafairy, @inatt, @hussainthemvp, @azgalorn, @kraakesolvet, @destroyerofprivateschools

[gayl0rddotexe]

The perfect comedown playlist

Phase 1: Last brain melting

Infected Mushroom - Bliss on mushroom

Infected Mushroom - Gravity Waves

Astrix - Deep jungle walk

Macky Gee - Tour

Macky Gee - Aftershock

Grym - Ninjas

Macky Gee - Make me feel

Getter - Head splitter

Getter - Frickn dope

Phase 2: Core,Metal

Enter Shikari - Radiate

Enter Shikari - Ratrace

Enter Shikari - Arguing with tehermometers

Stick to your guns - Nobody

While she sleeps - Anti Social

Beartooth - Fire

Beartooth - Bodybag

The Qemists - Run you

Phase 3: Agressive,depressed

The Devil wears prada - Supernova

Polaris - Wherever I may walk

Polaris - The Remedy

Architects - C.A.N.C.E.R

Architects - Holy Hell

Architects - Colony Collapse

Beartooth - In between

Asking Alexandria - The death of Me

Of Mice and men - The depths

Of Mice and men - Never giving up

Of Mice and men - The flood

Architects - Even if you win you're still a rat

Ghostemane - squeeze

Ghostemane - Hades

Ghostemane - Gatteka

Ghostemane - John Dee

Parkway Drive - Prey

Parkway Drive - Wishing wells

Phase 4: Retro,chill

Twenty one pilots - Jumpsuit

Twenty one pilots - Stressed out

Imagine dragons - Natural

The Rolling Stones - Paint it black

Led Zeppelin - Kashmir

Panic at the disco - This is gospel

Panic at the disco - I write sins not tragedies

Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood

Architects - Heartburn

Dance Gavin Dance - Inspire the liars

Panic at the disco - The ballad of Mona Lisa

Toto - Africa

The Police - Every breath you take

Huey Lewis & the News - Power of love

A - ha - Take on me

Queen - Another one bites to dust

Queen - I want to break free

Queen - Under pressure

Queen - Hammer to fall

Eurythmics - Sweet dreams

Scorpions - Still loving you

Blue Swede - Hooked on a feeling

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[happydaysandersen]

Prompts

You’re special to me. I’ve searched the web to find a list of prompts. I’m now re-opening prompt requests. You can request a prompt HERE

I will write about the vikings cast and mainly the vikings characters. 

The Astrix marks new prompts. 

The list of prompts are as follows: 

Fluff

You’re special to me. 

It’s lonely here without you 

How did we get here? 

Stop hogging all the blankets! 

I can take care of myself just fine. 

Give me a chance!  

come dance with me?

Hold me! and never let me go. 

are you jealous? 

what’s the matter? 

I want to protect you

You fell asleep on me… I’m too polite to move you.

Kiss me… while everyone is looking

I love you! please believe me

You can’t turn down my proposal, just because you wanted to ask first.

Being with you scares me… but not being with you terrifies me.

I’m pregnant

I can’t stand the thought of losing you.

I wish you could see yourself the way I see you!

I want you and I know you want me to

I just can’t stay away from you anymore.

“The first time I saw you, you tripped into the room, and my heart tripped right along with you. It hasn’t stopped falling since.”

 “You’re completely ridiculous. I can’t believe I find you attractive.”

“Your fight is my fight.”

“Stop saying things that make me want to kiss you!”

“You can’t kiss me like that then expect me to forget you.”

“I hate your face. It’s distracting.”

“Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.”

You had me at ‘free pizza!’”

“I am not losing to you again!”

“Why don’t they just kiss already?”

“I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.”

Is that an apology?

You are nothing like them?!

You are the best thing that has ever happened to me!

I don’t want to hurt you

We could be amazing

Someone’s in loooovvveeee

I want to take care of you *

Are you cold? *

You’re so soft and warm. Please don’t move. *

I love you! not them. *

Angst

I never meant to hurt you

 Please don’t hurt me like this. 

 Thanks for nothing.

 Don’t call this number again. 

I thought we were family 

There was never an us 

So that’s it? It’s over?

I haven’t slept in four days… 

Give me a chance!  

Are you upset with me? 

I fucked up 

Sometimes I wish I never met you

Firstly, we survive this, and then you can yell at me

Promise that you will come back to me?

I’ll tell you the truth. But, you may not forgive me.

I can’t just go back to pretending you mean nothing to me.

It wasn’t me who had walked away from us… it was you.

Have you lost your damned mind?

Please don’t leave me

I almost lost you

We need to talk

You need to wake up, I can’t do this without you

It’s not what it looks like.

You lied to me

I can’t stand the thought of losing you.

 “Tell me to go and I will, but if you ask me to stay I’ll never leave you again.”

“I love you. I’m completely and utterly in love with you. Please don’t get married.”

I need you to leave

You were never just my friend

I can’t do this anymore

 “I don’t think I can forgive you for this.”

“your fight is my fight”

“Remove that knife from my throat or I’ll remove your head from your shoulders.”

I’m done waiting for you to see me. I can’t do this anymore.”

“You shouldn’t have heard that.”

Why choose me? *

I wish I never met you *

Please don’t hurt me like this*

Stop yelling and listen *

Smut 

Come back to bed

I had to see you again

Come over here and make me then

Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?

Keep your voice down

Baby I’m on the phone

Don’t you know how to knock

Are you serious?

Do you have to do this now?

“Wake me up again and you’re going to wish I’d died in my sleep.”

You heard me… take.it.off

“I want you. Right here. Right now.”

 “Do you know how bad I want you?”

Come sit in my lap.”

“You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.”

“Lie back and let me take care of you.”

 “Did I make you this wet, sweetheart?”

“I want to mark you, so everyone knows you’re mine.”

“This? It belongs to me.

I bet I can make you scream my name 

Car sex looks so much easier in the movies 

Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? 

The nights still young 

We can’t do that here!

Come here 

I’ve wanted this for so long. 

No strings attached.

I’m waiting 

Well, fine; just this once. 

You have no idea what you do to me 

I’m so hard for you

stop teasing me! 

open up *

lay back *

The food is good. But, I have something better I would rather eat *

I’ve only just got home *

We’re in public… you do know that right? *

Once we start. I might not be able to stop *

I’m going to be late. Because, you can’t keep it in your pants *

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[stephen-nolan]

Landscape Painting (Carhaix-Plouguer) in north eastern France... a place otherwise known as Brittany (I think Astrix was born here* 🤔) Breton StreetScene oil on canvas ca.2012 www.stephen-nolan.com #painting at #brittany #art #modernart & #contemporaryart - #wip profile for #irishpainting and modern #irishart… very post #postimpressionism and post #expressionism too - #neoexpressionism ?? I don’t know, you should ask a #curator a #contemporaryartcurator or a #contemporaryartcollector, people who can write an #artreview about #paintings or #architecture and stuff - it’s not what I do… I paint #pictures - I have old & #modernarchitecture paintings on sale here and on my website, does that make me an #artist ?? Nah, I think it’s the #saatchigallery for that, but if you are an #artcollector and if you are interested in #paintings of #postmodernarchitecture or #architecturepainting in general check out my #portfolio at www.stephen-nolan.com - I think that’s everything… or is there anything I forgot?? Oh yeah… #kunst *opinion not based in fact (at Ireland, Europe) https://www.instagram.com/p/CG0SXicHx8m/?igshid=g8v10tymffns