#inspired by the song The Yawning Grave by Lord Huron

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Instead of coming back as a crime lord, Jason pretends to be a vengeful revenant, haunting Gotham criminals and the batfamily.

This has… consequences.

[saintetheldreda]

so i used to say vide noir was my favourite lord huron album because it is the most atmospheric of their albums and this is obviously a big part of it because vide noir is atmospheric as shit but honestly now i think it is less vide noir’s atmosphere and more its brilliant and uniquely insane batshit intensity that makes it such a special part of the lord huron discography.

can you imagine if you were listening to lonesome dreams and you heard a lyric like “cosmic ash and blackened brain i call you by your ancient names” youd have a heart attack lord huron have always been very emotionally intense but the way they took their gentle folk inspired melancholic beautiful cowboy sounds of love and heartbreak and strange happenings and turned it up to the raging neon scream into the darkness that is vide noir is quite possibly the most iconic thing any band has ever done. i know we have setting sun in lonesome dreams and that song is gorgeous and intense but it is just not the same kind of intense. you get your heart broken in strange trails and its “i dont know what to do haunted by the ghost of you” and how do i break the curse you left on me and runes on my skin and shit thats bad gang but you get your heart broken in vide noir and your soul gets hurled to the edge of the cosmos then plummets back into the ocean through a fucking hole in the fucking sky what the FUCK guys what the FUCK. i love playing vide noir all the time because this is my favourite framework through which to view my lived experience everything is so heightened and bright and loud and dramatic and imagining the world around you that way is just so magical. we start vide noir with “if i don’t find her i’m gonna tie that noose” we are promised a depth of love that stops at nothing and is no holds barred and bloody and raw and god does the album deliver on that promise every fucking second that follows. its the feeling of following your heart through its deepest darkest most twisted strange and unfamiliar paths without having any idea where its going, just to know what it has in store for you, because thats how committed you are to following it. there is no equivalent. sorry to say something a little sacreligous but vide noir makes the world ender look like skipping in the park like the world ender is pretty metal when the world ender comes baby run for your life and whatever but in vide noir we are trying to outrun the fucking pure black void im sorry but thats horrifying.

going from the ethereal, dreamy vision of the unknown in the yawning grave and frozen pines to vide’s something escaped when you opened the gate and now the unknown is everywhere and we’re drowning in it is just. its everything. this is not to disrespect the world ender or strange trails or any of the other songs and albums because the day i take any of that for granted i will cease to exist (esp the world ender that song owns my entire heart and soul). all of the albums and songs have something so unique to them and special about them which makes them completely irreplaceable. i only aim to argue that in the realm of intensity and insanity, vide noir is king. i am also intense and insane and i am its subject. hence irresistible fave

[randonauticrap]

Cozytober 2023 (aka, my 250 Followers Celebration!)

I'm celebrating 250 followers!! I'm so thankful to all of you who have followed me and interacted with my posts and fics, and to thank you all, I'm combining my annual Cozytober Writing Challenge with my Follower Celebration!

All info and Rules are listed below! This writing challenge is open to everyone, and there's a little something to scratch every itch.

Info:

Dates: October 1st - October 31st Masterlist Posting: November 3rd

I decided to do something a little different this year, so all of the prompts for this event are songs! I handpicked this list from my favorites; some are upbeat and fun, others are a little more somber, and many of them evoke that hazy, haunting mood of the autumn season. I encourage you to listen to them, but it's not a requirement! I will have a link to the lyrics of each song that you are free to use at your leasure.

This challenge is open to Fluff, Slice of Life, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and Smut for all Ikemen Games, including Ikemen Prince, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Ikemen Villains, Ikemen Revolution, and Ikemen Genjiden!

Rules:

NO minors or ageless blogs are allowed to post smut for this challenge.

If you are an ageless blog and you post Smut for this challenge, you will get a single DM warning and the 48 hours following to post your age on your blog, or you will be blocked from my blog. If you are a minor and you post smut for this challenge, you will be blocked on sight. I welcome ageless blogs or minors to write Fluff, Slice of Life, Angst, or Hurt/Comfort!

Please label your fic with the suitor(s) you are using and which ikemen game they come from!

Please also label which genre your fic falls under (ie., Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort/slice of life, smut) and any appropriate content warnings

You can use as many or as few lyrics as you want from a song to use as inspiration! You can also combine songs if you're feeling fancy. Just make sure to list the titles of the song(s), as well as the lyric(s) you're using in your fic in the description.

Example:

Prompt - No. 11: "Love Like Ghosts" Lyric - "Yes I know that love is like ghosts, only few have seen it but everybody talks"

Please use the tag #Cozytober Follower Celebration on your fics so that I can find and reblog them! Please also tag my blog @randonauticrap to make it even easier for me to locate them and add them to the Masterlist! If I haven't reblogged your fic by the end date of the challenge, on October 31st 2023, it probably means I have missed it, so please DM me with a link to your fic and I will reblog. Similarly, if you do not see your fic on the Masterlist when it is posted on November 3rd, please DM me with a link to your fic and I will update the masterlist accordingly.

The last date I will add new fics to the Masterlist is November 15th, so please let me know ASAP if your fic isn't there!

Song & Lyric Links:

She Lit a Fire - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Welcome Home - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

The Yawning Grave - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

The Dead Waltz - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

The World Ender - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Ghost Towns - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

Way Out There - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Always Gold - Radical Face (Video/Lyrics)

Fool For Love - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Lonesome Dreams - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Love Like Ghosts - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Cursed - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

In the Wind - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

The Night We Met - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Meet Me in the Woods - Lord Huron (Video/Lyrics)

Thank you all again for getting me to 250 followers here on tumblr in the Ikemen Fandom!! I hope you have fun with this challenge, and I CANNOT wait to see your wonderful works! If you have any questions, feel free to pop in my DMs and ask.

Much love and coziness to you!

[panbaric]

ive come over from your main blog just to say meteor becoming sounds FASCINATING if you can tell us anything about it i would love to listen!

Hi anon! Thanks for joining the party!

I don't want to say too much because it is heavily in the planning stage, and I want to finish this other fic first before I tackle it. But I can give you the three pieces of media it's based off of (it's an ongoing joke with myself that my fics are usually inspired by two songs and another fic). So your three clues for this one are: Just a Man from Epic the Musical (where the working title comes from), the (non F1) fic build me up from bones, and The Yawning Grave by Lord Huron.

I can also say it's a Lestappen fic, it's Lewis POV, set in Ferrari 2025, probably falls under magical realism (as a lot of my fics at the moment tend to). I'm anticipating it to be maybe around 20k looking at my initial plan? I don't want to say any more though, I'll leave some element of surprise!

[catholickedd]

hello!!! um so i had an idea the other day. if you've read my pinned post you know that i'm an aspiring author, and i wanted to practice some short story writing just to get the hang of the setup-payoff cycles. so here's the idea i had - i'm going to write 94 short stories over the next couple of months. one inspired by each song on my spotify playlist. this is going to be the masterpost. here we go

amount completed: 3 of 94

wasteland, baby by hozier - here

autumn by wylder - here

velvet ring by big thief - here

thérèse by maya hawke -

sea, swallow me by cocteau twins -

paint by the paper kites -

sedona by sir chloe -

kyoto by phoebe bridgers -

strawberry blond by mitski -

bloom by the paper kites -

would that i by hozier -

swan upon leda by hozier -

in a week by hozier -

nfwmb by hozier -

fool by frankie cosmos -

evergreen by richy mitch & the coal miners -

candles by daughter -

september by sparky deathcap -

alrighty aphrodite by peach pit -

caroline by lowertown -

jaded by near tears -

poison tree by grouper -

haunt me (x 3) by teen suicide -

the way her hair falls by grouper -

the bug collector by haley heynderickx -

the perfect girl by mareux -

dark beach by pastel ghost -

faerie soiree by melanie martinez -

downtown by majical cloudz -

all your yeahs by beach house -

i don't know by whatever, dad -

gwan by rostam -

the loxian gate by enya -

ophelia by the lumineers -

eat your young (bekon's choral version) by hozier -

francesca by hozier -

no face by haley heynderickx -

rises the moon by liana flores -

washing machine heart by mitski -

all things end by hozier -

through me (the flood) by hozier -

nobody by hozier -

manta rays by chloe moriondo -

unknown / nth by hozier -

like real people do by hozier -

jackie and wilson by hozier -

from eden by hozier -

work song by hozier -

foreigner's god by hozier -

run by hozier -

shrike by hozier -

as it was by hozier -

sunlight by hozier -

dandelion wine by gregory alan isakov -

meet me in the woods by lord huron -

make your own kind of music by cass elliot -

where is my mind by pixies -

pool house by the backseat lovers -

mclean's baby boy by neighbor susan -

space song by beach house -

garden song by phoebe bridgers -

motion sickness by phoebe bridgers -

grandiose by pomme -

je sais pas danser by pomme -

better views by yellow house -

même robe qu'hier by pomme -

ghosting by mother mother -

lent by autoheart -

bron-yr-aur by led zeppelin -

adieu mon homme by pomme -

cause for concern by lovejoy -

willow by taylor swift -

feathered indians by tyler childers -

the last of the honeybees by sam burchfield -

de selby (part 2) by hozier -

the last thing on my mind by tom paxton -

the night we met by lord huron -

ends of the earth by lord huron -

the yawning grave by lord huron -

the moon doesn't mind by lord huron -

sex sells by lovejoy -

perfume by lovejoy -

maine by noah kahan -

white winter hymnal by fleet foxes -

anchor by novo amor -

pale blue eyes by the velvet underground -

i'll be your mirror by the velvet underground -

dinner and diatribes by hozier -

wildflower by beach house -

good old-fashioned lover boy by queen -

bright eyes by art garfunkel -

[artlowe]

Oh, you fool, there were rules, I am coming for you

Darkness brings evil things, oh, the reckoning begins

(happy holidays here’s a Spooky)

[weltonboys]

so it seems, our end is always self made; a dark academia inspired playlist (x) 

promise - ben howard; from eden - hozier; work song - hozier; like real people do - hozier; in the woods somewhere - hozier; the yawning grave - lord huron; meet me in the woods - lord huron; the night we met - lord huron; the ghost on the shore - lord huron; roslyn - bon iver, st.vincent; eyes on fire - blue foundation; vincent - don mclean; young god - halsey; this empty northern hemisphere - gregory alan isakov; venus - sleeping at last; woodwork - sleeping at last; cherry wine live - hozier; do i wanna know - arctic monkeys; robbers - the 1975; take me to church - hozier; i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie; the call - regina spektor; flightless bird, american mouth - iron & wine; ophelia - the lumineers; turning page - sleeping at last; viva la vida - coldplay; yellow - coldplay; new york - snow patrol; set the fire to the third bar - snow patrol; pompeii - bastille; things we lost in the fire - bastille; oblivion - bastille; haunt - bastille; sleep on the floor - the lumineers; atlantis - seafret; devil in me - halsey; everybody wants to rule the world - tears for fears; asleep - the smiths; talk - hozier; durban skies - bastille; icarus - bastille; i need my girl - the national; holocene - bon iver; young and beautiful - lana del rey; winter of our youth - bastille; an honest mistake - mating ritual, lizzy land; take me out - young summer 

listen here (x)

[graveyardrabbit]

Speak of Revelations

"This is what I mean. Everyone wants a personal relationship with the divine, but none of us are really equipped to handle the consequences." 

a fanmix inspired by The Silt Verses podcast

tracklist:

“Down To The River To Pray” -- Alison Krauss (cover)

“Murder! Murder!” -- American Murder Song

“Fineshrine” -- Purity Ring

“In Our Talons” -- Bowerbirds

“The River” -- Blues Saraceno

“The Dirt” -- Mirel Wagner

“The Yawning Grave” -- Lord Huron

“Sirens” -- The Mechanisms

“Riverside” -- Agnes Obel

“Horseshoe Crab” -- Slothrust

“Black Eyes” -- David Wirsig

“Shake Off Your Flesh” -- The Huntress and Holder of Hands

“Carry” -- Branches

“Psalm of Nod” -- Sons of Perdition

“Divide” -- The Birthday Massacre

“You’re Dead” -- Norma Tanega

[animeaesthtic]

Otp Playlists: Slow Songs

My personal selection of songs to fuel your maladaptive day dreams (and a few of the pairings that inspired them)

Outro - M83 ~Rivetra

StarWaves - M83 ~Rivetra

when the party’s over - Billie Eilish ~SasuSaku

I Found - Amber Run ~KakaSaku

The Yawning Grave - Lord Huron ~Vegebul

Let Me Sign - Rob Pattinson ~Rivetra

Eyes on Fire - Blue Foundation ~Vegebul

Video Games - Lana del Rey ~SasuSaku

Fire in the Water - Feist ~KakaSaku

Young and Beautiful (DH Orchestral) - Lana del Rey ~Vegebul

Take Me to Church - Hozier ~KakaSaku

Cherry Wine (Live) - Hozier ~Jiratsu

The Night We Met - Lord Huron ~Jiratsu

my tears ricochet - Taylor Swift ~SasuSaku

The End of Love - Florence + Machine ~KakaSaku

On The Nature of Daylight - Max Richter

My Love - Sia ~Rivetra

Yamaha - Delta Spirit

[gumdropgamespot]

🌺GET TO KNOW ME TAG 🌺

tagged by @prismaie and @lumminade way back before I left for a lifetime and stacked my queue so ya'll wouldn't even notice 😘

rules: answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to get to know better

favorite color: I don't have favorite anything, really, but if pressed I lie and say cyan because is it green is it blue? Who knows? Will I see more blue in it than you? Definitely.

currently reading: The collected poems of both Sylvia Plath and Philip Larkin; an embarrassingly large amount of hobbit fanfiction; the ridiculous fun of @stinkrascal 's Struad legacy bc it is a true inspiration for us all 😎

last song: The Yawning Grave by Lord Huron

last Series: The Nanny. The. Nanny. 💙

sweet/spicy/savory: YES. Wow, I'm hungry. If I had to order them it would be spicy, sweet, savory. But also. All food is good food in my book.

craving: Bibimbap. Sushi. Jabalaya. Soy eggs and rice. Cucumber sandwiches and petit fours.

currently working on: The novel I was supposed to finish a month ago. Several comics (some hobby, some only mostly hobby). A fanfic WIP a mile long. Laundry. Life things. 😅

I shall tag... let's see...

@glowingcoal @vladdvatore @woohoonooboo @shuu @simsstationplays @rebouks @nonasimming @cyberth0t @amelettes

(As always, no-pressure tags here. Play if you like.

If you weren't tagged, you're still tagged.

If you want to be tag-flirted with (lol), message me and ask. 😘 I'm here for u.)

[jessfandrawer]

1900s Batman Part I: The Batfamily

2. Jason Todd

Jason’s cocky kid expression was such fun to draw. Also, half-joking, half-serious disclaimer here: I don’t endorse smoking in any way. That’s a carryover from Jason’s character and very much part of the time period, as you can see from my reference pictures (which I unfortunately can’t credit properly).

Since the idea is that the Robins are working together, I wanted to make sure they were easily distinguishable from each other. Hence, Jason has his “original” red hair. And, confession time, I was inspired by the Robins’ appearance in the Gotham by Gaslight movie. I really tried to avoid making this AU a knockoff of that though! 

1906 Jason is wearing an old-school American football uniform. The sport was relatively new at the time and was considered exceptionally violent (people died!). President Roosevelt was very against it, but eventually made new regulations that banned the more dangerous strategies and formations.

Jason becomes a child laborer/thief after the death of his mother, fleeing his alcoholic father. He makes particularly good money gambling on his skill at darts. He makes trouble for the corrupt foreman at his job and draws Bruce Wayne’s attention to the child labor situation happening at his own company. As thanks for this, and to save the kid from being sent to the dreaded Arkham Institute, Bruce offers him a place at Wayne Manor. Jason briefly gets in on the detective work with Batman and older brother Dick Grayson, but one mission goes horribly wrong and Bruce decides to “retire” the boys for their own safety.

He has a short fuse, but a lot of street-smarts and excellent aim. He enjoys reading westerns and is modifying a motorcycle. He has a strong fear of being buried alive.

As Jason gets older, his strong views on justice bring him into conflict with Bruce, and he eventually leaves the manor to become a continent-hopping mercenary. He is presumed dead after participating in a suicide mission in 1917. Numerous sightings of Jason’s “ghost” are reported in Gotham during the 1920s.

Focus songs (what I listen to when I’m drawing): The Yawning Grave by Lord Huron, Maple Leaf Rag by Scott Joplin (the most stupid fast version you can find), Evil Ways (Justice Mix) by Blues Saraceno, Brooklyn’s Here from the Newsies original Broadway cast recording.

[crazyassmurdererwall]

1, 4, 11, 12 for 'don't know what i'm supposed to do (haunted by the ghost of you)'

don’t know what i’m supposed to do (haunted by the ghost of you)

01.  What inspired you to write the fic this way?

It was a combination of the vibe from 4 particular Lord Huron songs (the night we met, the ghost in the woods, meet me in the woods, and the yawning grave) as well as this idea that something happened to Stiles that is extraordinary but he feels like he has to carry that himself. And so I wanted Stiles to feel isolated in a way even though he’s never alone, even though there are people around him who would love to help him if they knew what was going on. Stiles doesn’t always understand the affection he engenders in others, and I wanted to show that even though Stiles doesn’t see it, that it’s there. 

04.  What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

“I’m not good at-” Stiles looks up as Derek shakes his head at himself, clenches his jaw and then shakes his head again and squares up, looks Stiles right in the eye. “My family died, and it almost destroyed me, Stiles. If you died, it would.”

Look, I don’t know if this is the best line of dialogue I wrote for this fic, but I love what it says about Derek and how far he’s come to be so fucking brave and openly declare his love for someone he loves like that. He’s lost so many people he loves and had so much awful shit done to him and him standing there and saying this says everything you need to know about how much I love Derek Hale.

Derek Hale deserves nice things 2kforever.

11.  What do you like best about this fic?

I love that the vibe just feels right for this fic, and I love that ultimately it came out pretty much exactly the way I was hoping it would - some things changed as I wrote, but I really felt like everything came together just right. And I love that it feels like it could be the pilot of a TV show, which a few people have mentioned.

12.  What do you like least about this fic?

How long it took me to write it? Hahaha. (As if it doesn’t take me forever to write everything.)

I mean, I’m not sure I have a good answer for this because honestly I really love this fic. I had a great time writing it, figuring out how to make everything work together.

So yeah, let’s stick with how long it took me to write it. Which was too long.

[revasnaslan]

Questions #1 and #13 from Sparrow-fic's list of questions. Go!

1) What inspired you to write the fic this way?

i believe i explained this in one of the author’s notes of the fics in where one fell verse, but the idea behind this verse is essentially asking a very simple question.

“what if hordak and prime were blood-related brothers, and what if hordak was the most precious thing in the universe to prime?”

i actually came up with it after watching the S4 finale, because i found it really strange at the time that prime was so fixated on this one clone (i.e., having a constant search out for him after he disappeared in the event he happened to show up on any scans again, calling him “little brother”, coming to get him immediately after etheria came out of despondos, not outright murdering him despite already throwing him away for his defects once) that i figured there might be a possibility they were actually related and hordak just had some memory issues from his crashlanding on etheria... but it turns out i put more thought into this than the writers did so 🙃🙃

anyway

i basically took that question i had posited and took it to its logical extreme.

so, hordak and prime are blood-related brothers? okay, that necessitates them having parents, so what happened to them? oh, they died rather abruptly when prime was about 18, and one of them died giving birth to hordak? oh and hordak was so sickly at birth it’d be a miracle if he survived infancy? and prime had to deal with that while also bearing all of these new responsibility on his shoulders?

well then it makes complete and total sense that the clones are actually clones of hordak, and they were used initially for medical experimentation to find a cure for his illness. and it makes sense that prime is so deeply paranoid that he becomes ridiculously overprotective and locks hordak away in a gilded cage for ‘his own safety’, which results in him being horribly stunted emotionally. and it makes even more sense that prime’s entire personality is so tied to this role he’s made for himself as hordak’s protector that he wouldn’t be able to function if that was taken away from him.

13) What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

hmmmm... i do listen to music but it’s usually soundtracks. i find it difficult to write with music that has lyrics.

one song that i often tout for this au is the yawning grave by lord huron. actually lord huron in general has some really nice vibes for it.

give me one of my fic titles and a number

[castletownranger]

The Songs That You Hear On The Breeze

@greyedandtired @biscuit-the-demon @inked-myths @mythicalartisttm @kittygamer429

Inspired by Tm’s idea about the lost woods. Title is from the song “The Yawning Grave” by Lord Huron. 

____________________

Wild had absolutely no idea what day it was. 

Two or three could have passed since he stepped foot in this forest of fog. Dear Hylia, a week could have passed for all he knew. But it also could have only been hours. 

All he knew was that his feet hurt, he didn’t know which direction he had already traveled in, and it had been so long since he last slept. So, so long. 

After stumbling through the fog for several more stubborn moments, he collapsed. The tree he fell against was rough and scratched his skin, but Wild let himself sink to the ground with little care for how he got there. The grass was the softest thing he ever felt. Curling an arm under his head and reaching out to trace small circles in the green plants around him, a simple movement that willed his body to relax, Wild let himself drift off to sleep. 

The first thing he noticed when he woke was the music. Soft and cheerful, it sounded close. Gentle, and far different from any sound he had heard in the forest so far. The second thing he noticed was the warmth. And the orange glow dancing on the back of his eyelids. 

Wild opened his eyes to find a fire. 

And man who he had never seen before sat on the other side of the small blaze. 

The man prodded the fire gently with a stick, and hummed the melody that Wild heard whistling in the wind between the trees. 

Wild sat up. Getting a clearer look at the man, he could see that he wore heavy plate armor and carried a large sword on his back. He had blonde hair, one blue eye, and another eye that appeared scarred shut. But the most curious detail about him was that he had a small musical instrument, an ocarina, strapped to his belt. 

Blinking a couple times, being sure to not confuse his sight with the glow of the fire, Wild noticed that a blue-green aura clung to this man. He felt a small pang in his stomach. 

The spirit looked across the flames towards Wild and smiled softer than the young hero would have thought him capable of. “You looked cold,” he said. 

Wild opened his mouth as if to respond, but then he settled for a simple nod. The forest had been rather chilly, but he had been too tired to care about that. His mind willed him to form the words thank you but his mouth would not cooperate. So he offered a weak smile instead. 

The fire-tending spirit’s expression softened even more. He held out a cup to Wild. “Here, this will warm you up.” 

A chocolaty liquid sloshed inside the cup. It only hit Wild just then that he didn’t know when the last time he ate or drank anything was either. Was he even still alive? He looked down at his own hands. They did not shimmer with the blue-green light of the spirit in front of him. Yes; somehow, despite it all, he still lived. He downed the warm, chocolaty drink in seconds. 

The spirit smiled and offered to take the cup from Wild. “Time doesn’t abide by the normal rules in this forest.” His eyes went to the trees. “If one doesn’t know where they’re going, they can get lost for years and not even know it. I am glad to have found you when I did.” 

Wild let out a heavy breath. Why someone would want to help him, he did not know. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but despite himself he was grateful for it. 

“And I’ll let you in on a little secret.” The spirit stood up. Upon doing so, his form shifted and shrank into that of a small boy. The spirit now wore green clothes, had two blue eyes instead of one, and still had the ocarina strapped to his side. “If you follow this song, it will lead you to a sight not seen by many.” The spirit boy brought the ocarina to his lips, and played the song Wild had been hearing all around them since he woke up. It was a cheerful whistle in an otherwise dark forest. A melody of hope in a land of despair. 

“I will wait for you there,” the young boy said after he finished playing. “I hope that as I have helped you, you can help me in return. And then I will tell you the rest of my story.” 

Before Wild could even think to say anything, the boy turned and ran into the fog, the song growing fainter and fainter the further he ran.

[potatowitch]

ABOUT ME

nobody tagged me, I just wanted to feel included and I like talking about myself lmao sue me

name: it's trinity. no, you can't call me trin, everyone does and I've always hated it. my best friend calls me squirrel. i occasionally go by taters or boogs online as well.

birthday: January 28

sun sign: aquarius

height: 5'6" last I checked?

hobbies/interests: dragon age, other various video games, sometimes I write poetry, I have tried my hand at fanfiction but never posted it, I play with makeup a lot

favourite colour: lilac

favourite books: I haven't read a book in years but I will always adore The Book Thief

last song: the yawning grave by lord huron

last film/show: I actually can't remember, I think it was Vikings?? I haven't watched any films or shows in a while

inspiration: whatever game I'm playing at the moment; I'll always be inspired by star wars, sometimes I look at post apocalyptic fashion on Pinterest and it makes my brain go Hell Yeah, sometimes I'm inspired by dungeons and dragons to do Character Studies

story behind the url: I've had the same url since I started this blog when I was 16 and as far as I can remember, it was the name of my main in SWTOR. why I chose to name her that I'll never know

[jannaphia]

Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people who you want to get to know better.

Tagged by: @enecola​ ♡

Nickname: I’ve never had a nickname in my life, pls give me one

Zodiac: Pisces

Height: 164 cm

Last movie I saw: Into The Spider-Verse (10/10 would recommend)

Last thing I googled: alliance logo png ..not working on a WoW commission again nooo

Favorite musician: don’t really have a favourite but Pvris comes pretty close

Song stuck in my head: Against the Current - Voices

Other blogs: @jannaphia​ (personal bog) @undream-me​ (inspiration)

Do I get asks: Sometimes, and srsly u guys make my day

Following: 405 (wow how did that happen)

Followers: 4245 thank you so much ♡

Amount of sleep: I try to get at least 7hrs but most of the time it’s less

Lucky number: 3

What I’m wearing: sweatpants, pullover & a scarf bc it’s cold as hell

Dream job: forest gremlin (or illustrator, that would work too I guess)

Dream trip: Norway or Greece!

Favorite food: Falsche Forellen (basically stuffed pancakes)

Play any instruments? I used to play the flute but that was a long time ago

Languages: German & English

Favorite songs: Luna Shadows - Thorns , Deaf Havana - Ashes, Ashes , Lord Huron - The Yawning Grave , Zack Hemsey - Soothsayer , Faun - Sonnenreigen (Lughnasad) , Ravenface - The Line , ok I’m gonna stop right there

Random Facts: I’m obsessed with mountain rescue documentaries and I have no idea why

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: steep mountains, old trees, little bones, the first frost, old paintings and picture frames

Tag 21 People: sorry I gotta get back to work, do it if you feel like it!