#im almost ashamed

[rapidhighway]

avoidance is my fucking doom man, i know i should go to class but i fucking cant get myself to

[m00neroni]

I don't know how to explain in a normal way that there is a part of me that ships them

[astraioskosmos]

The Moth has cursed me once more with its yearning and so tonight I reminisce about what was as compared to what is, and my eternal love I ask a question to you; Did you know that I used to whisper to the Elegiast during the coldest nights in the softest whisper that he may allow us to be remembered together? That our names may be written side to side in his scroll so that even in Eternity we would be close? That if we were to be trinkets that he may place us next to each other, cold porcelain brushing against colder stone so that even in death I may imitate holding your hand?

My eternal love, did you know I used to sow tiny secrets to the Velvet in my dreams about us so that even the divine may know of our mutual adoration? That stone or wood-bark or soft soil in the Wood will forever have our initials scratched into them under her gaze? I had hoped that maybe, just maybe, by feeding the Velvet tiny pieces of our deepest desires she may favor us, and with that favor she may shelter and conceal us in the roots of the trees so that when the world got too big- too scary- we may have a place to go to and hide together until the fear lessened and dissappeared?

My heart still beats inside my chest like a drum, but my most precious love, do you know of how much quieter it is without you? It cannot be stilled and yet I can swear I have felt it cease its thunderous dance everytime the fear of you not coming back became too strong. In those moments I wondered, "is this how the Thunderskin felt?" for it loved the Ring-Yew, and yet none know if the Ring-Yew loved him back. Did his heart then feel as raw as mine as the Red Grail flayed him under the gaze of his love? Is he now doomed to be forever bruised as he is beaten like a drum to protect the skin of the world, to preserve the Wake, but never to know the affections of the Malachite? I fear that I too will be forever bruised to never again have your arms around me, your lips on mine and your voice and its sweet words in my ears.

And so my love, do you know of the Moth haunting me? Do you know of its yearning, of the restlessness so strong that even the Malachite cannot renew and heal my broken soul for all that would heal me is you? Do you know of the whispers in the coldest and darkest nights, now not to the Elegiast anymore but to another Hour that would be kind enough to listen so you may come back to me? Do you know of the scratched secrets and the roots, of how I read them on my fingertips and hide in them alone so that I may remember the spark of our love once more, so that I may imagine the feeling of your warmth once again?

Love is always at the whims of the Hours- so says the Sun-in-Splendor and the Forge of Days, the Thunderskin and the Ring-Yew, the Malachite and the Mare-in-the-Tree, The Wheel and the Flint, but we are not Hours and so I pray our love endures despite it all and my soul and heart find solace and healing in yours. I pray we grow old together, and when the time comes for us to come home to the Wood until we either pass the Stag Door or drift down into Nowhere the Elegiast will write our names side to side and honors the memory of who we were, what we went through, and of our love for Eternity.

[dicentsalve]

I refuse to live in a world where no one thought of CioccoRis 🧍

People ship Trish and Jolyne, but not two psychotic bastards who both have a thing for each other in the plot itself??? (I mean, Cioccolata definitely wouldn't mind taking down the leader of the traitors, you CAN'T deny that)

Is that too much to ask? 😔

Ok, yes, but I'm doing it really hard ✋️

[twin-fantasies]

i like it when you rizz tracklist:

the 197sus

edge me

ATE!

a change of gyatt

shes ohioan

if i fanum tax you

please be bussin

edgedmygyatt

the ballad of me and my gyatt

some-sigma else

mewing someone

iliwyr

the sigma

this must me my delulu

parizz

susna

she mews down

[thebirdandhersong]

Lol

[ghoulchurch]

booboo keys

[konohamaru-sensei]

one thing you need to know about me is that I contain multitudes

[sylensombrr]

half-assed puppy yamcha from me and my friends magma

[depivis]

O'saa from funger termina!! :D

[agirlnamednix]

Starfield is a horror game.

[ramshacklefey]

Physically, I am getting through it.

Mentally, I am laying on the ground kicking my feet and screaming that it isn't fair.

[quailsprout]

just when i thought jayce couldn't get any more peak he instantly and wholly surrenders to viktor on the rooftop when he realizes he is in the very spot where he is destined to fail. and then mind meld psychosex partners "in every timeline" happens. love wins YIPPEE

[exeunknown]

Never let me cook again.

[palms-upturned]

Sorry for being late today coming online, a lot has happened and I am trying to think about the best way to organize this blog going forward. For now though I will try to get the list updated quickly and read through my messages/@'s