#sky acord

[warmglowofsurvival]

"new vlog from [chile flag] just dropped. that night i also got zapped when i stepped on josh's drum riser in the last slide. nothing's more rock and roll than pyro, cryo, and 240 volts up ur ass [skull emoji]"

[mo0nsug4r]

Sky Acord - ISSUES

[lmaowha]

no way i saw the micheal bohn reveal LIVE

[sepulcher-of-the-light]

© Lucas Garcete , El hijo de Nosferatu (The son of Nosferatu)

Me busco en los oscuros acordes de hondos despertares en las densas orillas del cielo. Se filtra el viento dócil en mi sangre, y ya es naufragio y voz, manos que renacen: entrelazadas manos o palma a palma unidas en generosa renuncia.

I look for myself in the dark chords of deep awakenings on the dense shores of the sky. The docile wind filters into my blood, and it is already shipwreck and voice, hands that are reborn: intertwined hands or palm to palm united in generous renunciation.

[layraket]

AYO TIME FOR LU UPDATE COMMENTARY YESSSSSSSS

Well i mean, thats the best way of explaining Zelda dungeons, and thats also the thing that makes me love them, great things

Finding the object of the dungeon is one of the main objetives before anythng else, the majority of cases because without it it is impossible to keep going foward

Also holy shit the cane of Pac's design is so beautiful i love it i've been staring at it for a while now its so beautiful

that right there

is Hyrule's special sense for hidden things. Inside his dungeons its more difficult to navigate because of the lack of a map and compass, so he had to learn ways to identify secret rooms and hidden traps

Lucky guess my ass you literally went straight up to where the wall was you know so many things and never acknowledge it i love u rulie

Something that i have learned while playing a lot of the games is that if they give you the map almost at the start it means that the dungeon will be the next thing you will be seeing in your dreams/nightmares (points to snowpeak mansion in tp.)

HE DID THE THING YEAHHH

Beautiful reference i love it

I saw a lot of people pointing out that Legend at the start was really playfull and then started acting more serious and stressed, mostly towards Wild. He's the one together with Wars that has no experience in dungeons, the rest at least know how to manage by themselves, but Wild is a completly different story. Yeah he had shrines and the Divine Beasts, but compared to a real dungeon, filled with traps and full of monsters, going too confident could put in danger his life. And Legend Does Not want That.

As I already stated, Legend does not want to see one of his brothers get in trouble or injured by a dungeon trap if he can help it. He doesn't want to sound too overprotective or that he's exaggerating a little, but he can't really help it, he almost lost one of his brothers, specifically one of the ones that he's most close with

Wind knows how it feels, he has been in that same situation a lot of times. And Sky knows that too. At least Wild now understands how Wind felt that time that he stepped in front of him to recieve a blow in one of the first chapters

Again, Legend is now on his Vet mode, he's the one with most experience and will do anything on his power to avoid any accidents during their stay in this dungeon

the fact that Legend doesn't seem too amused with Wild's small atempt to calm the ambient shows more what i just said. There is no more room for playfully jokes or goofin around, the situation is more delicated and everyone should act acording to it.

Wars is still a little angry with Wild about his impulsive metods, and inside a dungeon like this he will not let the same situation happend again

this is meme material. beautiful.

Four knows this really well, he has gotten competitive even with himself during dungeon exploring, so it makes sense that he will be the one pointing this out. At least if they split up this could be less of a problem and more of a small inconvenient

Now my fav parts without any further context as always!

Small note but the fact that this is the Nervious Scratching The Back Of His Head™ thing that almost all Links do is a little but cool detail, i love it

there was a lot of Hyrule im well feed thanks to this update yesss

art as always belongs to @linkeduniverse !

[celebtf]

The mission with Alec and Jace

Alec had woken up a early morning on a sunday morning, the sun had hit his eyes from forgetting to close the curtians, getting a call from his sister Isabell to come down to the Institution to report for a new mission that he and his best friend Jace needed to take care of. Apperentlly a Wizard from the Seventh world got loose and the Institution needed Alec and Jace to take care of it.

Alec was quick on his feets, getting ready, took a quick hot shower and threw on black simple clothes. Alec had gotten to the Institution and he went first to the group's table and Jace was already waiting on him. Alec could see Jace look in his eyes, the typical " You're late " even thought it was Jace most of the times being late to the Institution when he was needed.

" Okay Alec, we need to take this Wizard guy down, he wants to create a black hole in to the sky to eliminate all the Shadowhunters in the world so the Higher power can easier take over the Magic World " Jace gave Alec the information on the Wizard, where they thought that he could be, in what world, where, why, some simple background check.

Alec stood there and listen to Jace and he was very consentrated but couldn't help to to admire his looks, even tho Alec was openly gay and Jace was okay with that Alec still felt a little uncomfortable with talking to Jace about his type in men. Alec had to admit, Jace was a good looking man, the marks, the leather, the sexy push-back hair, his strong are.

" World to Alec, hello, Alec hiii we need to leave " Alec unwoke from his dreaming to see that Jace already had start walking towards the exist, Alec started walking quick after him.

" Okay if we take this exist and use a Teleport spell we can teleport in to the seventh world and start looking for the Wizard " Jace explained to Alec his plan, what Alec needed to do, how and where.

" Hey Alec, is there something going on, you zoom out alot and aren't really present it's like talking to a piece of wall " Jace spoke with his arms crossed and looked worried in to Alec's eyes.

Alec and Jace later got to the Seventh world, it was a world that clearly had dealed with alot of fires, the houses were burned and all the trees where gone.

They looked around and finally found the wizard on an opened field, Alec thought to himself " Why an opened field, it's very easy " but the two Shadowhunters Started to run towards the Wizard, the Wizard just laughed, it was all his plan.

When Alec and Jace was running over the field the Wizard used a spell, a black smokey cloud formed around Alec and Jace, they couldn't see each other and couldn't see a clear exist out from the smoke cloud.

Alec was starting to get a headache, a very strong one, he couldn't open his eyes, it hurt so bad, like a migraine. Alec could feel his Shadowhunter marks disappering and he was now ink-less, his legs started grow muscular and biggers, his feet grew a few inches too, his stomach formed a hard sixpack, Alec already had abs but not like this, Alec's new arms became stronger and more muscular. Neck got fuller and his Adam's Apple stood out more. Alec's jaw cracked and got sharper and a light stubble was growing out together with a light mustasch. His cheekbones became more dominante and his brown eyes became a soft blue color. Alec's hair changed from a dark brown to blond and slicked hairstyle. New ruins and ink splatter over Alec's new body.. Jace's old one.

The new Jace got out of the smokey cloud and saw Himself, his old body. Jace had turned in to him.

" How did he - " the New jace cut him off " let's go back and try to figure this out at the Institution Jace... well I mean Alec .. I guess " the old Alec was confused.

The New Alec, old Jace was already heading back to the Institution, the new jace run towards the wizard in secret so the old Jace wouldn't see him talking to the Wizard.

" Good job man, here is your money and thank you " the New jace laughed, all acording to his plan...

To be countined....

[beatrice-reden-official]

Total Drama characters that are autistic acording to me:

Ezekiel

Noah

Katie

Izzy

Cody

Sadie

Courtney

Harold

DJ

LeShawna

Owen

Sierra

Staci

B

Dawn

Sam

Brick

Mike

Vito

Manitoba

Mal

Svetlana

Chester

Scott

Zoey

Cameron

Beardo

Leonard

Ella

Scarlett

Shawn

Sky

I know its a majority of characters but tbh this show is so autism

EDIT: Mike and the ROTI system added due to popular demand

[druidx]

Picrew tag games

@hannahcbrown tagged me in this one, @thewriteflame tagged me in this one, and I yoinked an open tag from @the-void-writes for this one. Thanks all!

Tagging back (feel free to pick and choose between games): @aalinaaaaaa @thewriteflame @wildswrites @aquadestinyswriting @artdecosupernova-writing @autumnalwalker @blind-the-winds @eli-writes-sometimes @hannahcbrown @oh-no-another-idea @rhikasa @swordsoulwrites @winglesswriter @andromeda-grace @writingmaidenwarrior @wispstalk @late-to-the-fandom @athenswrites

All of these are variants of Alexis Dalliance, because that's where my head's at these days

This is more representative than anything else. Here, 'Lex is in some kind of official Toreguard military dress uniform, against a dark and hatched background for her mixed alignment activities and own descent into evil-for-good-intentions. There was no option for cornrows so twin braids work and a crown of rose thorns for all her sorrows.

This is closer to how she might dress in a relaxed setting - just whatever shirt she could find. Blue is her fave colour; she's had many fancy dresses in that shade. Again, no cornrows but I think works for her hair. And a green background and acord to show where she's come from.

Orange & dark chocolate swirl ice cream, studded with dried berries.

Orange for her usual sunny nature

Dark chocolate for the darkness/ PTSD hiding inside

Dried berries for trail rations, and the odd spark of tart-sweetness that is nostalgia

Trail of icing leading to the grey paw-prints for the journey's she's taken

Scattered with edible confetti in green leaves for her race

The 4 leafed clover for her insane luck

The blue for Toreguard and the gold pin for her services to the city

Apple for the forest where she came from; and her association with treents

Black plate for her roguish nature, and wooden again for her race/ background

Against a twilight sky again for her roguish nature, and for the way her life has gone

[bgamesnxn]

@lemusess

Massageava as têmporas compulsivamente como se elas fossem lhe dar a resposta que precisava a qualquer momento. A cena poderia parecer algo típico de uma de suas ressacas mas, naquele caso, estava sóbrio. Bem… Quase sóbrio, considerando o copo de whisky que tomava. Patrick Weingardner se quer gostava de whisky, preferia algo frutado ou com gosto exótico mas, ali estava, tentando definir o que faria com o maldito blog que havia voltado após tantos anos. A Gossip Girl tinha um potencial em massa de acabar reputações e, deus, sabia como isso não poderia acontecer com ele e seus amigos. – Ah… Finalmente a bela adormecida acordou. – Disse, olhando Sky. – Bem, eu sai stalkeando todos os imbecis que achei terem tempo o suficiente para ficarem fuçando nossa vida, inclusive a irmã do Austin. Aquela garota é meio estranha, enfim… E nada.

[tv-gh0st]

Day 3 prompt- Solitary confinement

Day 3- "Solitary Confinement" (295 words) by Prime_Path Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Wild (Linked Universe), Link (Legend of Zelda), Rauru (Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom) Additional Tags: totk sky islands, Wild (Linked Universe)-centric, Wild (Linked Universe) Needs a Hug, Link (Legend of Zelda) Needs a Hug, Wild (Linked Universe) uses Sign Language, Spoilers for Tears of the Kingdom (Legend of Zelda) Series: Part 3 of Wumptober 2023 Summary: Wild hated being alone   Wumpee- Wild/Link Characters Wild/Link, Rauru

so im like in a depressive episode ya know and like theater every weekday till 5 and im falling behind in school so not the best time to do wumptober so i wasnt able to do todays but this prompt was done enough and i wanted to post today so here we are, maybe ill post yesterday's and todays this weekend and edit this cas i need to edit it but yeah.

Wild hated it on the Sky Islands fucking hated it with all his gut. Rauru was kind, and the constructs were helping him out(or most of them were) but he was alone. 

Again. 

No Chain. No Zelda. No champions. No desendants, and Hyrule was in shambles, fuck acording to Rauru hed been fucking sleeping for 3 goddessdamned years. And he hated it. 

Hated leaving Zelda behind for 3 years.

Hated leaving the chain behind for 5

Hated being alone for 5 years.

Hyrule can deal with its own issues for once, just Let Wild be misrebal

Wild no Link hated solitary confindment.

Link wondered around the nice rich forrest(atlest for being on a floating illand) for the fith time around he had already gotten rid of all the cunstructs that took no time at all, he just came back from the snowy area of the island taking up the most time and resources the latter of which was sparce.

Fuck it really was like his first adventure, only this time he knew who he was, he knew what he needed to do, he knew what he wasn’t doing.

Links not sure that’s better or worse.

One thing he knew wasn’t  better was really knowing that he was missing company, well he eventually knew there were other people off of the platue but he only truly understood how well not being alone felt once he met the descendants and then he met the chain and he had a family.

He only recently learned how bad it felt to leave people. 

Leaving Zelda

Leaving the chain

Why did he always leave people.

He didn’t want to be alone but it seems like the only thing he does. 

It seems like hes destined to be alone.

[maximuswolf]

Biggest song of each year acording to google

Biggest song of each year acording to google 1960: Will You Love Me Tomorrow - The Shirelles1961: Cryin' - Roy Orbison1962: Stand By Me - Ben E. King1963: Louie Louie - The Kingsmen1964: Walk On By - Dionne Warwick1965: California Dreamin' - The Mamas And The Papas1966: These Boots Are Made For Walkin' - Nancy Sinatra1968: Oscillations - Silver Apples1967: I'm Still In Love With You - Alton Ellis1969: Suspicious Mind - Elvis Presley1970: Let It Be - The Beatles1971: Life On Mars? - David Bowie1972: Superstition - Stevie Wonder1973: The Great Gig In The Sky - Pink Floyd1974: Cats In The Cradle - Verities & Bladerdash1975: Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen1976: Rich Girl - Daryl Hall & John Oats1977: Rumors - Fleetwood Mac1978: I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor1979: Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough - Micheal Jackson1980: You Shock Me All Night Long - AC/DC1981: Don't Stop Believen' - Journey1982: Thriller - Micheal Jackson1983: Blue Monday - New Order1984: What's Love Got To Do With It - Tina Turner1985: Take On Me - A-ha1986: West End Girls - Pet Shop Boys1987: I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston1988: People Have The Power - Patti Smith1989: I Won't Back Down - Tom Petty1990: Thunderstruck - AC/DC1991: Enter Sandman - Metallica1992: Nuthin' But A "G" Thang - Dr. Dre1993: Cannonball - The Breeders1994: Sure Shot - The Beastie Boys1995: Alright - Supergrass1996: Wannabe - The Spice Girls1997: Around The World - Daft Punk1998: Doo Wop - Lauryn Hill1999: No Scrubs - TLC2000: Bye Bye Bye - NSYNC2001: Fallin' - Alicia Keys2002: Hot In Here - Nelly2003: Toxic - Britney Spears2004: Drop It Like It's Hot - Snoop Dogg2005: Daft Punk Is Playing At My House - LCD Soundsystem2006: I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys2007: Umbrella - Rihanna, Jay - Z2008: Poker Face - Lady Gaga2009: My Girls - Animals Collective2010: Dynamite - Taio Cruz2011: We Found Love - Rihanna2012: Payphone - Maroon 52013: Timber - Pitbull2014: Seasons - Future Islands2015: See You Again - Charlie Puth, Wiz Khalifa2016: Heathens - 21 Pilots2017: Perfect - Ed Sheeran2018: Sicko Mode - Travis Scott2019: 7 Rings - Ariana Grande2020: People, I've Been Sad - Rahim Redcar2021: Happier Than Ever - Billie Eyelish2022: Kill Bill - SZA2023: Daddy - Nourished By Time2024: Life Is - Jessica Pratt Submitted November 07, 2024 at 09:10AM by Consistent-Spray-726 https://ift.tt/RTBaFdf via /r/Music

[warmglowofsurvival]

[themusicthings]

Track Title: #002lighttning Artist: themusicthings

In themusicthings' second track, #002lighttning, the electric energy of transformation takes center stage. Inspired by the intensity and unpredictability of lightning, this piece pulses with a refreshing vitality, evoking the power of the unexpected. The Viola Campaniça leads the way with a bold cadence, illuminating each chord in vivid, instinctive bursts. Like a flash of light cutting across the sky, #002lighttning is a sonic journey through the transience and force of sudden change, capturing the essence of feeling alive amidst the storm.

Título da Faixa: #002lighttning Artista: themusicthings

Na segunda faixa de themusicthings, #002lighttning, a energia elétrica da transformação toma o palco. Inspirada na intensidade e imprevisibilidade dos relâmpagos, esta peça pulsa com uma vitalidade renovadora, evocando o poder do inesperado. A Viola Campaniça assume o protagonismo, com uma cadência ousada que ilumina cada acorde de forma vívida e instintiva. Como um lampejo de luz que atravessa o céu, #002lighttning é uma experiência sonora sobre a transitoriedade e a força das mudanças repentinas, capturando a essência de sentir-se vivo no meio da tempestade.

[tito-sober]

The Atelier of Sketches, chapter 1.

Hello! Recently, I translated the first chapter of a book I've been writing. It's called The Atelier of Sketches. I hope you like it, and thank you for your time! :)

Synopsis : A boy wakes up memoryless in a surreal grass field and embarks on a journey to understand the world where he is. However, perhaps not everything he sees is true, due to the subtle presence of a mysterious nameless narrator, who delights herself in observing each one of his steps. Here is both the English version and Portuguese version (original)

Chapter 1: The Constellated Curtains Where night closes, nowhere's bliss,

Lies the eternal Atelier of Sketches.

There She is, and with her own fists,

Beyond the lands and beyond the ages,

She paints the world, the art, and the abyss.

He's awake. Finally.

This will be interesting.

Lying down, he opened his eyes to the dark and starry vault who stared at him indecipherably, and asked himself what were those lights. Even if for some it was obvious, for him, it wasn't, because his mind was blank, memoryless, pastless, erased as if never existed.

Despite not knowing the nature of the shinning dots, their beauty captivated him the same and, without lowering his chin, rose up.

At that moment I was observing a boy dressed in a simple gray cloak, standing in the grass and looking at the night sky with confusion on his face. Looked a lot older than he truly was, a body from neither a child nor a man. Not particularly pretty nor ugly, because there already are immensely beautiful people as well as immensely hideous, therefore not for this reason he woke under the starlit field.

More than I expected lasted his fascination about the sky but, as I indeed expected, that time was finite, because something looked wrong. The distant look's interruption came due to the oditty of the grass field's border. Despite the perfect parallax, an impeccable illusion of depth, the sky's sudden end near the ground revealed the reality: he was in a little dome, no larger than a desert's tower room. A semisphere, like a delicious meal in a silver plate.

Driven by a mix of curiosity, marvel and shock, he took his groping hand towards the edge of the firmament and, like curtains by the wind, the heavenly veil waved, momentarily breaking the so well-done parallax. Shaking fists grabbed that cosmos painted fabric and opened it, revealing a dark, empty and frightening vastness.

Stumbling, he stepped back, panting.

Next, sat near the green circle's center, right where he woke up, so he could reflect. Nevertheless, of course, his mind was too agitated to properly think. The blank sheet he was minutes ago became a maelstrom of interrogations, filled with questions so difficult to answer like “Who am I?”, or “Why don't I remember a thing?” or “Why am I here?”, besides some with more simple answers as “Where am I?”.

You are in a dome floating through the void, obviously. Dummy. You've seen that already.

Finally, after an eternity pondering hypothesis about the situation, all of them absolutely wrong, he came to the conclusion, a bit insane, on which I was counting.

He came closer to the border, opened wide the cloth, turned backwards;

Gave a last goodbye to the false stars who welcomed him;

And jumped. ----------------Portuguese version (original)----------------- Capítulo 1: A Cortina Constelada.

Central ao nada, onde a noite cerra,

Fica o eterno Ateliê de rascunhos.

Alheio ao tempo, alheio à terra.

Lá jaz Ela, e de seu próprio punho,

Pinta a arte, pinta os mundos, e pinta a guerra.

Acordou, finalmente.

Isso será interessante.

Deitado, ele abriu os olhos para a abóboda escura e estrelada que o encarava, indecifrável, e se perguntou o que seriam aquelas luzes. Mesmo que para alguns seja algo óbvio, para ele não fora, pois sua mente encontrava-se em branco, sem memórias, sem passados; apagados como se nunca houvessem existido.

Ainda que desconhecesse a natureza dos pontos brilhantes, a beleza deles o cativou da mesma forma e, sem baixar o queixo, pôs-se de pé.

Naquele instante eu observava um garoto vestido com um manto simples, parado em um gramado e olhando para um céu noturno com a confusão estampada no rosto. Aparentava muito mais idade do que realmente tinha, possuindo o corpo de alguém que não é nem criança, nem homem. Não era particularmente bonito nem feio, pois já existem pessoas imensamente lindas neste mundo, assim como imensamente feias, e não foi para preencher essa vaga que ele despertou sob o gramado iluminado pela luz estelar.

Mais do que esperei durou seu fascínio por aquele céu, mas, como eu sim esperei, esse tempo foi finito, pois para ele algo parecia errado. A interrupção daquele olhar distante veio na forma do estranhamento pela borda do gramado. Ao passo que a paralaxe estelar estava perfeita, uma impecável ilusão de profundidade, o súbito término do céu nas proximidades do chão revelara sua natureza: de que estava em uma pequena redoma de diâmetro pouco maior que um cômodo de uma torre em um deserto. Uma semiesfera, como uma deliciosa refeição em uma elegante bandeja de tampa de prata.

Movido por um misto de curiosidade, maravilhamento e assombro, levou sua mão tateante ao encontro do ponto na borda do firmamento e, igual uma cortina ao vento, o véu celeste tremulou, momentaneamente quebrando a tão bem feita paralaxe. Com os pulsos tremendo, agarrou aquele pano pintado de cosmo e o abriu, revelando uma imensidão medonha, escura, vazia.

Cambaleando, deu um passo para trás. Estava ofegando.

Em seguida, sentou-se no centro daquele pequeno círculo verde, bem de onde havia despertado, para que pudesse refletir. Entretanto, é claro, sua mente estava agitada demais para que conseguisse raciocinar. A folha em branco que era minutos atrás se tornou um turbilhão interrogativo, lotada de perguntas de difíceis respostas como “Quem sou eu?”, “Por que não me lembro de nada?” ou “Por que estou aqui?”, além de outras mais simples de serem respondidas como “onde estou?”.

Você está em uma redoma flutuando pelo vazio, obviamente. Isso você já viu.

Finalmente, após uma eternidade ponderando hipóteses totalmente incorretas sobre a natureza de sua situação, ele chegou à decisão, um pouquinho insana, com a qual eu contava.

Aproximou-se da borda, arregaçou aberto aquele pano, virou-se para trás;

Deu um último adeus às falsas estrelas que o recepcionaram;

E pulou.

[b0mblover]

j rants abt dead loptson as usual because he cannot be bothered to keep the thoughts to himself

ok so FIRST OF ALL

i think im gonna start just calling this ‘loptson hawaii: part ii’ BECAUSE ITS ESSENTIALLY WHAT IM MAKINGGG 😭😭

second of all, funny thing, im /planning/ on drawing lopt playing piano and mason playing violin because in hawaii part ii its the instruments i noticed specifically (i swear it makes sense) but uh.

brain rot j made a fucking omori joke and now i cannot get it out of my head 😭

the only difference is that mason is getting killed but doesnt play piano (oh ig omori spoilers but its 2024. even if you havent played it you probably already know)

uggrbfnd fuck im not even kidding i swear. those maps i made im using for this project J PLEASE QUIT DOING THIS TO ME WHY DO YOU HATE ME. THIS IS SUCH A BG ASS PROJECT. YOU CANT EVEN PROPERLY FINISH A SMALL WRITING THING. WHY DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THIS SHIT (talking ti myself somewheee thats not main sorry)

im sorry but uh. look. unironically, guchiry characters playing instruments have been actually rotting my mind for literally years 😭 trust me i dont even know how i dont have a list. i just associate them in my mind and remember it.

CHOKES sorry yeesh!

i actually made three maps but uh, i think only one will get used in this project (if i ever finish it that is) bc i havent even named the other two! i might just use them for idk. aesthetics in my room or smth idk.

jesus i have so many ideas i need to quit this is excalty how burn out happens but i cant help itttt

hggvfddnsn i the brainrot so much

currently (like as im writing this) im working on i uh- drawing smth rather reveling(?) like uh. it isnt -sexual- in like the slighest but is???? idk look. i really need to practice/actual/ anatomy 😭😭 it sucks bc like. man its akward as hell bc im essentially drawing lopt with no clothes on but i feel like i kinda gotta??

(i really wanna have smth to laugh at when i get older alr)

ANYWAYS the point was that i cant figure out if i should render it or just leave it at line art.

christ im rambling again fuck.

back to the topic (yes im leaving that in)

i should absolutely end masons life in the most guresome and blood curdling way possible! 😍🥰 /j

but srsly. maritime forest. you are having BLOOD on your trees 🥰 (look it up. that isnt the /name/ of it its just a descriptor)

man. these names are kinda. weird ish tho.

aphelion, periciel, vacant beach 3- (last is a joke)

ahhbrbdns but srsly naming this shit is hardddd bc following real world naming (at least acordding to google) is such a pain, like uh, (from what i remember) it usually is either a feature of the place, named after someone, and a third thing that i cannot remember rn.

(funfact, im 99% sure periciel isnt a real word! peri acordding to google means about and ciel means sky in french apparently, yea. about sky. aphelion((heres the google def bc im not explaing this))

“the point in the orbit of a planet, asteroid, or comet at which it is furthest from the sun."

(SO! uh yea. if you were wondering how i came up with the names ig. oh yea funny thing. the thing about periciel. i actually looked up peri bc in puyo puyo tetris 2 (im being dead srs rn i wish i was kidding) in a call out line schezo says “parry” but i thought it was “peri” so yada yada boom. this shit is unnecessary complicated but uh. thats my entire existence! so)

man i have SO much to do. i think im gonna attempt to draw bread sheeran. well actually scratch that. i have a week to do that, i was working on uh. nonsexual lopt before i went outside and got brainrotted to death, so ill probably work on that, or start the other drawing (i really REALLY wanna draw mason playing violin. i actually dont even know that in white ball violin is the main instrument. i just think it is 😭😭) hggggbbhh well! im gonna go suffer now. thanks to like the 2 ppl that read this in full. im sorry for your eyes!

[libidomechanica]

Soules in sighs forsake ȝe world

Of human voice by þe cler goe.     The loom then the chaunged moonless name ofte. And I am,     that’s thought alone. The

Infidel, and did your bed: through to     say take couching in therefore to cortaysly of your hand     thy recover, and impress

walked it to go as þe race     and love the mirror, at thou must like these lands to the moat,     in love the invite ankle

or sometimes overty—     hospitality. Of touch’d, she saint, perfect ceremony     aþel þonkkez, debate: now

on thy breast enought or words? Toward     for my head. For its are but Willie’s whatsoever love     me, lass the sky limbs blenched

the stern ende hym acorde, like     a kissing show I love you knows what schal foe. A buxom     hostel to his issuing

to keeping our honour—what,     is in the way. You hette bi Goddesse this years, thou left of     an oþer at twelve should I

hurt her her! And þe morning. And     after that those eight, all fate in Sailor’s life’s when the drum     beat; a monstralcie boþe at

þe schelde ȝederly watz dalt winter’s     lover, tho’ daily divide, with mess I looks adorne     here innoȝe þat day, the had

I fountains spirit in dead, and     weeds agains growen; wel connected but a semblaunner     state, runnen to well thing,

our hand may get you just all shucks,     seek the Follow, folde borne annoyes againe: the unseen! But     me not, consolence; yet

into here meditationist,     the breme burning rills, the lone and wear holding down, the which     faithful I feel quile.

Soules in sighs forsake ȝe world. A     holtez as hym by þe sege and power of love, if they     non oþer oþer oþer key scraping

heir. And dashed a still was to     counseyl bifornia and bye. I haf bent, of a summer     halowed, as I slepe,

ne keped, and comforted, when,     that our turn to fyȝt. Lord Henry a hey, by decreed displayed,     this arme, boȝez to þat

knowen wyth one to the sublime,     when I pull here was good, and hard, I entered sadly soul     quyte. Bene thirty, and

flitting the House up the bladed     from some Strip of spring. The breed and the story of you,     you stand yet wouldst better

wyȝe oȝt sayde full child of a liquid     glass has been amoroun, and perplext help! Ho wanted     Norman; took his watz fraynez

ofte fayre, clowdes of base of     oþer breath, sweet, feel the King girl: and my breath and be vnkind     If those lang a weary.