#hope you enjoy ^^

[queenofthedork]

[bebemoon]

Songs that would be in your playlist to go to Alaska?

{ i hate to tell you this but it would maybe just be the first twilight soundtrack. barring that, the following: }

mountaineers by susanne sundfør (ft. john grant)

a case of you by joni mitchell

hey by pixies

my rifle, my pony and me by dean martin

beat the devil's tattoo by black rebel motorcycle club

september song by agnes obel

go your own way by fleetwood mac

highway by chelsea wolfe

middle of nowhere by vancouver sleep clinic

one headlight by the wallflowers

under giant trees by agnes obel

landslide by the smashing pumpkins (as well as the stevie original, hello)

in the woods somewhere by hozier

a forest by the cure

rūnā by susanne sundfør

2o years by the civil wars

god's gonna cut you down by johnny cash

over the hills and faraway by led zeppelin

fare thee well by susanne sundfør

december 13, 2o17: geminid meteor shower by sleeping at last

bad moon rising by creedance clearwater revival

honorable mention: the gravel road (score) by james newton howard

[x-atlas-x]

YAY YOU POSTED THE ANGST PROMPTS :D how about "how can you even look at yourself?"

😇

Thank you for the ask! :D As requested, some lovely angst with the puzzleboys for you, my friend <33

"I can't fucking believe you."

Atem avoided Yugi's gaze. He couldn't bear to meet his eyes; those same eyes that once looked at him with love now held pain—pain that he caused and brought down upon him.

Uttered under his breath, Atem whispered, "It was a mistake."

"A mistake? A mistake?" Yugi repeated, half-scoffing, half-laughing at him. "I don't think turning around and having sex with someone else is a mistake, Atem."

The malice and venom dripping from his voice made Atem almost fearful. He felt intimidated by Yugi and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself six feet under. He messed up, and he messed up badly. He did the one thing he swore he'd never do: Break Yugi's heart.

"Instead of talking, you just go and fuck another guy behind my back," Yugi continued, walking across the room until he stood in front of Atem. "Look at me."

Atem didn't.

"Fucking—look. At. Me," He seethed.

Atem finally raised his head. The sight of Yugi before him crushed his soul. He had never seen him so upset before.

Yugi swallowed a sob and shook his head, "How can you even look at yourself? How can you still stand here, in front of me, after that? After what you did?"

"Yugi, please—"

"No," Yugi hissed. "You don't get to beg for mercy or apologize. You fucking deserve this. You deserve to be yelled at and called out on your bullshit."

Atem wasn't sure when he started crying. He only realized when regret flickered in Yugi's eyes. It was gone in an instant, though, and then he was glancing away. He sniffled and wiped his tears away with a groan.

"God... Sometimes, I think that we were a mistake."

"What?" Atem blurted, staring at Yugi in disbelief. He could feel his heart shattering into a million pieces from the statement. "Yugi, don't say that—"

Atem reached for him, but he missed entirely, Yugi flinching away and glaring at him, "Don't touch me."

"We—we weren't a mistake!" Atem insisted. He paused, then gulped, "Were we?"

"I think so," Yugi choked out. "I'm all for second chances and fixing mistakes, but..." He hiccupped, "I don't think this is a mistake you can come back from."

The shards of Atem's heart were being stomped under Yugi's shoe. They were now tiny bits buried in the carpet.

"You had your chance at redemption, but you fucked it up," Yugi spat, pointing an accusatory finger at him. "I'm not going to let you fuck up things between us again."

"So... That's it?" Atem weakly asked.

"That's it," Yugi shrugged nonchalantly, and that's when the tears stopped streaming down his cheeks. It was almost as if a switch had been flipped that instantly made him numb, turning off all of his emotions.

Atem had no words. He couldn't bring himself to fight for Yugi and to win him back. He had rightfully lost him by his own hand; by his own foolish decision. He deserved to be left behind with nothing. He didn't deserve Yugi.

They weren't meant to be.

(If anyone else would like to send a prompt, the post is here!)

[momijiba]

the  ronin  is  sitting  up  against  the  big  oak  tree  in  windrise  while  holding  a  leaf  between  the  fingertips  of  his  hands.  the  leaf  itself  was  slowly  losing  its  colour  as  the  season  was  changing  and  fall  was  making  way  for  the  season  of  cold.  ⸻ a  sudden  change  in  the  air  around  him  told  him  of  a  certain  bard's  arrival.  the  smell  of  dandelion  wine  tickled  his  senses.   

and  with  the  wind  picked  up  and  blew  the  leaf  out  of  his  hands  up  into  the  sky  slowly  starting  ⸻   its  journey.                 ❝   we'll  cherish  all  these  simple  things  wherever  we  may  be   ❞

little christmas lyric starter for @melodicbreeze

[selkiesparrow]

Zoozve, my beloved

[hansoeii]

the honda odyssey, huh?

[evenlyevi]

Goodnight.

[malfoyesque]

[satturn]

star by mitski 🌠

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You're just not toxic enough.

[ink-ghoul]

The Mob Boss.

[blabberoo]

"You have 72 hours."

Left alone in the consequences of his obsession, he let desperation get hold of his intellect and come up with a plan. For the world. For himself.

[microwavingfranky]

Where this goes, part 1.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (end)

Hrrrrmmmmm okkaaaay soooooo

this is a sketch comic i drew last year (November 2023) shortly after finishing Ennie's Lobby and starting a new full time job. I didn't really write a script for it and i finished it in 2 weeks... this is completely unedited and just how i made it a year ago (lol rip good luck)

when i tell you i have never responded to anything more passionately in my life that is the truth... idk i fell into a coma or something, it was crazy

there are some things about this that I think are quite nice, which is why I'm sharing it!!! But also please note that it also deserves a good helping of "HE WOULD NOT F***ING SAY THAT" and i understand that 😂 i hope you are able to enjoy it anyway, i said what i said

I'll go through and link all the parts appropriately and work on the alt text once they're uploaded, please be nice to me :0 Read from left to right!

UPDATE: Alt text has been added! Sorry for the bad handwriting. Also added some description for the silent parts for potential text/audio only folks

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[tenderandmild]

As much as I love brainrotted sonic (my beloved), I have a head-canon that I much prefer the notion that he has ZERO idea about what the hell is going on in the internet, like, if you went over to him to ask about internet slang he would be equally as confused as shadow would be, he spends most of his time outside and only uses the internet to look for some recipes for hot dogs to compare to his perfected chili dog recipe or something, which explains why it feels so weird to hear sonic talk like a YouTube gamer or a brainrotted dude, that mfer speaks like he has no idea what the hell he is saying, he is reading a script and you can easily tell, he's the one going over to tails trying to understand what those teens said to him on his way back to tails' place.

Is this anything? 🥺

Sonic having zero idea about internet slang and having to ask his little brother is too relatable