#sick of the mountains

[keymintt]

they say it wasn't humans who found the lost dutchman's gold

(another set of traffic box illustrations!!)

[leninisms]

spotify users: what is the current title of your daylist and what are the first three songs?

[radioactvunicorn]

saw the mountain goats a few weeks ago and of course mash was on the brain

lyric is from international small arms traffic blues

[hermitcraftx]

grian talks so often about accidentally building faces in his builds that it really bothers me the like "watcher theory" side of the community that likes that sort of stuff hasn't done anything with it.

like in his latest episode he said that his newest building was "not even a quiet one. this one's screaming!" you don't want to play around with that? you don't want to entertain the idea that the watcher's favorite is cursed to craft structures out of flesh and not blocks? that his build's are alive? that everything he touches is cursed in some way? that their existence via proxy to, via being crafted by him is agony? that every house he's built has been alive, and every house he's ever abandoned take their toll on him by living inside him?

the house is alive. the house loves you. the house will never let you go.

[venomouslilith]

I am on se mountains with my cousin Wilhelm

(this phrase from some tik tok audio has been spooking around in my brain for weeks)

[venacoeurva]

I’ll take “Weird guys who had a formative effect on me as a kid who have a weird amount of things in common” for 500, Alex (granted I was way not the one playing mw and was NOT able to read most of that tiny text on a 90s computer monitor from 5 feet away so had no idea what was going on 90% of the time, but what a coincidence)

-Please do not reupload/edit/use without proper credit and linking back, preferably ask first-

[vxmpyrate]

more fiddlestan this time of them as brokeback mountain because yes

[gallnerkyle]

The Passenger (2023) / Brokeback Mountain (2005)

[phantomsboyfriend]

Today’s just a day that is a day. Have some unmasked picks of the band because they’re cute and make me feel less miserable.

[citizenoftmrrwlnd]

stimboard for : an alien with space mountain gifs, some glowing stuff, and astronauts

x | x | x x | x | x x | x | x

[faaun]

what draws you back to your country what draws you back to your land when i was a kid i told myself if i ever left iran i'd never go back 2 years into living in the UK i started looking at news on iran again 10 years in and i visited it for the first time again and today i heard an iranian mother talk in farsi to her child on the train to london the way my mother used to and i wanted to cry i wanted to ask her whether they're still cutting the mountaintops whether the lakes are still drying today i showed the person i was with pictures of waterfalls and palaces and forests and snow-white north something odd pulls me back with increasing force i can't ignore it ever again

[lacunases]

gold sickness, wrapped around you and choking

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not too satisfied with this but oh well!!

[velvet4510]

Unpopular opinion incoming. I’m feeling brave right now so please nobody hate me for this.

As much as I ship Bilbo and Thorin, I actually don’t think their relationship would’ve worked out if Thorin had lived. (And I say this as a hopeless romantic.) I think it would’ve turned out like the ending of La La Land.

Their paths were just too different. Bilbo was not the type to be a royal consort, ruling over others, and Thorin was not the rural, domestic type. Bilbo had a purpose in the Shire to fulfill (adopting Frodo) and Thorin had a duty to his people for which he’d spent his entire life fighting. Bilbo would never ask Thorin to give that up and come to the Shire with him, nor would Thorin, in his right mind, force Bilbo into a role for which he was not suited - no matter how much either of them may have wanted to.

Plus what if Thorin had been exposed to the Ring for years and years while Bilbo inevitably kept it with him? Especially if they both stayed in Erebor? There’s a chance it might’ve brought back the dragon sickness and torn them apart.

I think this actually adds to the beauty and complexity and tragedy of their relationship. Opposites do attract sometimes, and they were drawn to each other’s differences as well as their core similarities. But pragmatically, it’s not very likely that a long-term relationship would’ve succeeded. If Bilbo had stayed, or if Thorin had left, there would’ve inevitably been some resentment on either side, especially considering Thorin’s pride.

And the fact is I think they loved each other too much to ever demand that either of them give up his core identity for anything, even a relationship.

[everybodyshusband]

ooooo husband requests back on??? count me in!!! if you'd find it in yourself, I'd love to see some sappy swissalps in your style, whatever comes to mind!!! and take your time :3

fuck yeah, husband requests back on !!!! sappy, morning routine swissalps coming right up <3

(divder by @wrathofrats)

Swiss stretches and groans as he wakes, rubbing his eyes to rid them of sleep and popping his back as well as he can against the soft mattress. A muffled whine at his side prompts the multi ghoul to turn his head to the right and he feels his expression melt into something that can only be described as unrestrained adoration at the sight of the sleepy earth ghoul lying next to him.

Swiss shifts himself over a little closer, melting against the warmth of Mountain's body heat and murmuring a soft "Mornin' sapling" against his shoulder, making sure to kiss the freckled skin afterwards for good measure.

The earth ghoul's only response is to whine tiredly and roll over to face the other direction, pulling the covers up to his ears and burrowing his face even deeper into his pillow. Swiss can't blame him for not wanting to wake up just yet, the two of them were up late last night, and as much as Swiss longs to stay in bed with his love for a while longer, the few sparks of fire element that run through his veins are calling out to him this morning, flickering to life alongside the dawn of this new day and urging him to get up, get moving.

He groans again as he hauls himself out of bed—softer this time, lest he wake his tired mate again—and pads over to the ensuite bathroom of their shared room. The multi ghoul splashes his face with water to help wake himself up, swishes a mouthful or two of water around in his mouth and gives his appearance a once-over in the mirror for good measure. Once satisfied with the general tousled-ness of his hair and his singlet top and boxers are deemed appropriate enough for this early hour (when any of the pack who do happen to be up and about will barely be awake enough to register his state of undress), Swiss makes his way out of the bathroom and into the ghouls' kitchen. He pauses only for a moment on his way out of the room, taking the time to smile down at his mate and press a gentle kiss to the earth ghoul's head—the only part of his body that's visible underneath all of his blankets.

As it usually is at this hour, the kitchen and the rest of the common areas lie empty, the rest of the pack choosing to stay curled up around each other for a while longer while Swiss sets about organising everything for breakfast. On a typical day, breakfast is a team effort between himself and Mountain and the system works a treat. While the earth ghoul gets his extra hour or so of sleep, Swiss connects his phone to the speaker resting on the bench and loses himself in the music as he busies himself with mixing up batter for pancakes, cutting up fruit for toppings and setting the table out with bread, condiments and all manner of cereals. He loves his pack and he's always been adamant that they all deserve options for their breakfast. Of course, the most important task, at least in Swiss' eyes, is setting the caffettiera onto the stove to get the morning's coffee brewing for all those who drink it.

Predictably, the smell of brewing coffee is enough to rouse both Mountain and Dewdrop from their respective slumbers. Dew is the first to appear and Swiss doesn't hesitate to pour out the fire ghoul's morning coffee and leaving it on the bench for him as the multi ghoul continues to cut up the pile of fruit in front of him. Dewdrop takes the cup and wordlessly nods his thanks before disappearing into the common room, no doubt curling himself under a blanket and settling down to enjoy the coffee, paired with his latest loan from the Abbey's library.

As predicted, Mountain appears next, just as Swiss is humming along to the song playing from the speaker and wiggling his body in time with the music. As he makes his way through the fruit, he feels the earth ghoul's strong arms wrap around his waist and a head rest against his shoulder.

"You look like you're having fun," Mountain muses, turning his head to press a kiss to Swiss' bare shoulder, a mirror of what the multi ghoul had done to him barely an hour before.

"Always," Swiss grins. "Coffee?"

"Please."

It takes Swiss less than a minute to make the earth ghoul's coffee. After all these years making everyone's drinks, he's gotten surprisingly quick, he's pretty sure Dew and Cumulus have a spreadsheet detailing his progress in the speed of his coffee making. He slides Mountain his drink and leans in to sneak a quick kiss before the earth ghoul takes a sip. Mountain deepens the kiss but it remains chaste, a lazy thing that has warmth spreading from the place they're connected all the way to the tips of his fingers.

"I didn't get a kiss with my coffee," Dew jokes, smirking as both ghouls spring apart in surprise from his sudden interjection as he enters the kitchen to rinse his mug out and deposit it next to the sink.

"Shut up, Dew," Swiss complains good-naturedly, shoving at the fire ghoul as he walks back past him and Mountain, still smirking even as he rounds the corner into the common room again.

"Don't listen to him," Mountain reassures. "I think we're cute." He leans forward slowly to capture Swiss in yet another soft, all-consuming kiss, his coffee and the multi ghoul's fruit entirely forgotten.

But just before their lips can touch, they're interrupted once again by none other than Dewdrop himself, although this time, he's shouting from his spot on the sofa rather than accosting them directly. "For Satan's sake, stop flirting in there, some of us are fucking starving!"

The two ghouls stare at each other for a second or two before bursting into laughter. Swiss shakes his head at his packmate's antics and moves away from Mountain to let the earth ghoul begin cooking the pancakes as he arranges the cold food to be set out on the table. As Swiss pulls away, Mountain's tail wraps around his own, squeezing lightly a few times, a declaration of his love for the multi ghoul that even Dewdrop can't interrupt.

[calxia]

The tour bus is quiet.

Shows took a lot out of even the most energetic of ghouls, leading to a huge crash once the excitement wore off. A long night of travel usually led to a still night on the bus as the ghouls slept off the buzz of the day. Their provided bunks were uncomfortable and cramped even to the smallest of their ranks so they all tended to flock to the back lounge and the double mattress there.

Tonight was no different. Everyone would slowly make their way to the back of the bus over the course of the night, usually starting in their bunks until they got too uncomfortable or lonely. The first ghouls to head back were the ghoulettes. They were typically always the first ones to move from the bunks. It was very hard to fit two people into a bunk, yet alone all three of them. the back room was much more suitable for the bonded trio to relax and sleep. They could all curl up more comfortably and merge together into what looked like a singular mass

Mountain was soon to follow them. He takes up so much space even glamoured and couldn't even fit when unglamoured. Tired ghouls couldn't really hold up a sustained glamour for long before they'd just crash and naturally unglamour. Mountain lets his glamour fall away and breathes out a sigh of relief before joining the ghoulettes where they are all curled together. They all swarm around him and settle back down into a comfortable slumber. Aurora moves to lie directly on top of Mountain, and Cirrus and Cumulus flank their sides. They entwine their tails together and settle into a pile of purrs.

Dew and rain always tend to join as a unit. It's rare to find one without the other and sleep time is no different. Dew throws himself down on top of the pile, causing Cirrus to growl at him and flash her fangs. Dew bears no mind to the threat and instead shuffles around a little until he's more comfortable. The grumbling soon dies down once the heat from Dew starts to leech into their weary bones. Rain sticks to the edge of the pile and settles his head down on the back of Dew's legs. No doubt Dew would complain about how his legs have gone numb in the morning but right now they were all too blissed out to care.

Swiss is the last to join. It always took a while for him to relax after a show and he'd rather not interrupt the others while they slept with his fidgeting. He spends a few hours in the kitchenette area vaping out the small window until he felt ready for sleep. Copia always hated it when he vaped in the bunk area so Swiss would stick to one of the very few openable windows on the bus. The multi-ghoul chooses to curl himself up behind Cumulus and buries his face in her hair. The rest of the ghouls greet him with soft trills before they all relax to sleep as a singular mass of purring ghouls.

And Phantom? well, Phantom just stays in his cramped bunk alone. Because why would they ever invite him into their pile when he's just Aether's replacement.

[spineless-lobster]

Lads LADS LADS!!!!!!!! Darren korb fucking cooked AGAIN and he gave us a FEAST are you KIDDING ME??????