#allconsumed

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[cbarry-allens]

I guess you could say I'm obsessed at this point Every pin, every word, every day - I'm falling deeper into the beauty of the English language. Obsession never felt so poetic.

[franta-rps]

I guess you could say I'm obsessed at this point Immersed in a realm of captivating visuals and lyrical language - I confess, I'm hopelessly infatuated with the world of Pinterest.

[jeyneofpoole]

Have you gotten into the Norwegian expeditions yet? Any takes on those guys?

you can’t be mutuals with @roaldamundsen and not come away with a fondness for everyone’s favorite eponymous peepaw but other than that i haven’t really dug too deep. i’ll get there though god willing.

[jakeabel]

really great vibes here. ignore all the saltburn songs

[kemendin]

In case it wasn’t obvious, I may be a little quiet on the ‘other games’ front while I work through the initial stages of enjoying BG3 too much xD And truthfully on the tumblr front in general - I’m not doing as much scrolling and browsing as usual, my brain’s got limited capacity right now. Still here! Just lurking!

[womanlives]

there was a brief period of time after rot-eyes' attack where monroy told dinks he was worried merce wouldn't make it. her surgeries went fine, but the fight wasn't there. so dinks sat down at the edge of her bed, showed her pictures of each syndicate set leader that had convinced the patron to order that hit, replayed in detail what they did to her and her family, and told her it was her job to make them pay.

it worked. probably too well. she made as full a recovery as could be with what was left. but sometimes he wonders: at what cost?

[justanotherfanartist]

some foul thing put the itch in my head to make a fucked up little horror game that’s actually part dating sim that is literally designed to scare the shit out of you and the logic is like but at least there’s blorbo. yeah you’re scared of your own real life shower now but hey you can date fake blorbo

[hexjulia]

how do i stop feeling like this

for no apparent reason

[change-maiden]

ok sorry for being gone for like a month and change i was sucked into hyperfixation hell

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[jumpinover]

sakiko being a valentines baby ohhhh

[rainbowgod666]

*BMI over 2

it is legit bizarre to me how hard video game creators and film directors and showrunners try to pretend that fat people don't exist. can you think of the last time you saw a fat person in a lead role? god forbid a fat woman? i can walk down the street or go into a shop or restaurant and see fat people everywhere but then i switch on the tv and suddenly it's like a glimpse into an alternate universe where no one has a bmi over 24

[funnywizard3000]

Making character playlists is sooo hard because the shit that fits is literally just vibes based with no/unintelligible lyrics. Or you find 1 perfect song with spot on lyrics and can't extrapolate that vibe into a full set

[d1nnerd0g]

wow i took too long getting around to reading euryd1ce suite. retroactively justifies the existence of xtopher nolan

[icejjfishesz]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐒 ❞ 𓄼˚ ▍ K.M.

❛ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆             ━━  insomnia often plagued kate and she swears you’re the remedy. ❜

❛ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁                ━━  reader is lowk me coded!! sorry!!! ❜

❛ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁         ━━  625 ❜

❛ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲      ━━  this is supa shortttt ❜  

YOU COULD STILL VAGUELY FEEL HER LIPS attached to the crease of your neck even posterior to her detaching them from your smooth flesh. her chest pressed against your back, a movie neither of you are really watching playing in the background. you’re two lovebirds wrapped in each other's warmth, her pelvis against your butt as she pulls you even closer. kate’s curious fingertips managed to case their way underneath your sweatshirt to rest over your abdomen –– toasty hands over your cold skin. sometimes, you could forget how tactile kate could be: she could never keep her hands off of you.

“you look so pretty today.” every syllable earnest and for you. the familiar scratch in her voice met your ears and it settled a warmth across your skin. also familiar. kind of like the feeling of her hands on your hips or breath against your face when she stares into your enamored eyes. you feel yourself crawling away from the feeling she forces you into –– that lovey dovey, allconsuming feeling. eyes screwing shut before their focus lands on the television again. your heart pounds in your chest like it’s trying to escape to meet her half way so you swallow it down and prepare your lips for a snarky remark. so i didn’t look pretty yesterday? 

“don’t even say it –– you know you look pretty every day.” she reminds you yet again of how well she knows you. instead of just two bodies, you are two sets of hands and harmonious, parallel minds. you chuckle, the sound eliciting her to bare her teeth to you in an enraptured manor. “thank you for coming…”

you breathe out a gentle laugh, pad of your index tracing over her knuckles. “turn over…”

she obeys, albeit reluctantly. your hands meet both her cheeks, feeling how they grow warm underneath your devoted stare.  “i’ll be there anytime you need me, kate. even if you just want me to tuck you in.” 

“okay that’s not what i asked.” her words provoke laughter to escape the aperture of your lips, leaving a benevolent smile in it’s place once the laughter subsides. “and i actually need you here. cause you’re the cure.” 

“the cure?” tender and inquisitive hands knead in her blonde locks, trailing within them and savoring the softness against the pads of your fingertips. her eyes flutter shut, drowning in the waves of her own personal heaven you craft for her with just your touch. 

“yeahhhh.” she elongates, austerely shrugging as if what she’s saying makes perfect sense, as if you truly could be the remedy for all her problems –– including her insomnia. “i can sleep when you’re here.”

you don’t argue, instead, opting to humor her. “so somehow me bein’ here will put you to sleep?”

“mhm…” she continues her ministrations, kissing at your neck again with ardent lips. “you always put me right to sleep.”

“that sounds…vaguely sexual.” 

“shut up.”

you laugh again, reaching for the forlorn blanket at the edge of the bed, no doubt tossed there as a result of her frustration from not being able to succumb to slumber on her own. you could hear it in her voice when she called you; undeniable vexation. 

“i love you.” her voice is barely audible, enervation spreading across her all over. kate licks her lips, barely able to awake long enough to hear you say it back. her languid eyelids slowly rise and fall, letting you know that she’s falling asleep. her arm, slipped underneath you in order to keep you in lovely proximity, will surely be numb tomorrow. she pushes her face into your chest, she’ll never let you go. you don’t mind, nuzzling against the apex of her head. 

“i love you too. goodnight, kate.”