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who else up missing their wife? my wife (amelie) has left me (actually hasn’t gone anywhere) so i’m left to sob alone in the bathroom (sit on the floor and take off my makeup)
me personally i also miss my wife (talia) who also left me (went to a party awhile ago but is back now) and all i can do is look at the picture of her in my locket (gracie on her tumblr blog) and wait for her to come home (to my askbox)
#talia tag#did u know i love talias asks theyre unmatched. theyre just pure talia#undiluted#saturated talia solution#these are all chemistryr jokes#ask
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Glitter's World Honey
We sell Original Honey to save lives.
#100 days of productivity#nature#natural hair#honeybee#honeyworks#natural#natural honey#undiluted#viral
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Something is Pulling me Towards You
I am drawn to you
But does that mean I desire you?
Or is it just exciting to meet someone new?
You invigorate me
Is it because our energies match?
Or do you just remind me of a mistake from my past?
I want to know you
The undiluted version
I want to see who you are
The most authentic version
Away from the bustle and the expectations
Away from the strangers and the friendships
Maybe if I heard you fully
I could make sense of this static
That overtakes my senses when I think of you
Maybe if I knew you thoroughly
I could untangle all of these emotions
That threaten to escape me
I want to write beautiful metaphors
Express how I’m feeling under the guise of
Rainstorms ending with the sun splitting the clouds apart
Symphonies slowly crescendoing to a swell that reverberates through my body
A tidal wave cooling the fire in my brain and bringing me peace
Is this because of you?
Is this in spite of you?
Does this mean anything?
If I could only speak the words
I’m sure you could understand them
Perhaps even explain this
Better than I could ever dream of
But for now, I’ll just sleep on these feelings
And wonder if you ever
Find yourself questioning
How you feel about me.
#reece darlene#personal#poetry#poem#drawn to you#desire you#exciting#meet someone new#invigorate me#energies#mistake#know you#undiluted#authentic version#expectations#strangers#friendships#static#untangle#metaphors#rainstorms#symphonies#reverberate#tidal wave#because of you#in spite of you#questioning
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Revelation 14: Fire and Brimstone
Expositors agree this is one of the strongest supporting passages for the doctrine of hell. But is it a literal description? #Revelation14 #Hell #CupofGodsWrath #FireandBrimstone
Then another angel, a third, followed them, saying in a mighty voice, “If anyone fawns and worships the dangerous creature and its image, and takes on a graven etching upon their forehead and/or upon their hand, then that one will drink out of the wine of the wrath of God that having been mingled undiluted in the cup of God’s fury, and will be tortured in fire and brimstone before the presence…
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#cup of god&039;s wrath#fire and brimstone#fires of hell#Hell#revelation 14#revelation 14:9-12#undiluted#unmixed
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The Fentonworks Mega-Lab.
So! AU where the Fentonworks Labs actually stretch Miles upon Miles below the City of Amity Park.
It started when the Fentons wanted to add a simple addition to the original Lab when they ran out of space to store their more dangerous weapons. They didn't want their (at the time) young children getting their hands on their experimental Weaponry, it could blow up in their faces!
So they built a different Wing of the Lab to hold all those Inventions.
Then they ran out of space and added a few extra Storage Rooms. But then they decided it was a hassle to have to carefully transport their Dangerous Inventions all the way to the Storage Rooms, and built a Lab specifically for Dangerous Experiments near that same Section. Then that Lab was occupied for a while, and Jack wanted to start a different experiment as well, so they built a few more.
In the end they just never stopped building onto their Labs.
There are sections of the Mega-Lab that are entirely walled off because a few of their more unstable Experiments contaminated the area. Walking into them was not recommended, else you could walk out with an extra eye or 5.
In other sections, their Captured Ghosts had taken over a few Labs and created a sort of Mad Max style civilization using their discarded weapons and vehicles.
In another, all Ghosts became Humans and all Humans became Ghosts. That was a weird one, to this day they still didn't understand how they pulled that off.
In another, some type of Eldritch Time Ghost had been born, and now sort of always existed and never existed, and began experimenting with its powers. They nicknamed it Clocky because it liked to carry around a stopwatch.
And so many more. At one point a failed Portal Experiment messed with the internal Space of the entire thing. Now there was literally no way of Mapping it. The Fentons still somehow managed to navigate it perfectly.
When Jazz and Danny grew up, they too learned how to navigate the Labs, which is how Danny managed to show his friends the Portal Experimentation Wing in the first place.
Unfortunately, it wasn't safe for anyone aside from the Fentons to enter the Mega-Labs, so one day when the Fenton Family+friends left town on a Week Long Camping/Road Trip, they put up a few Ghost Shields to keep both Humans out and the Ghosts in.
This drew some unwanted attention after some tourists saw the giant Glowng Green Building in the middle of an Illinois Town, and rightfully called the Justice League.
Now, the Justice League had tried to call the owners of the house, but nobody picked up the phone. (An incident with Jack and a Canoe had knocked most of their phones into the lake. They weren't even at the lake yet.)
When nobody picked up, they decided to investigate personally.
After getting into the House, they quickly found a door labeled "Labs: Do Not Enter (unless it we are late for Dinner)" and went into ignoring all the warnings.
They quickly regretted it.
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#The Fentons expanded their Lab a little too much#The Fenton Labs are now a Liminal Space on the level of the Backrooms or SCP Site-13#It is pure undiluted Chaos in those Labs and only the Fentons can actually navigate it successfully#The Eldritch Time Ghost named Clocky is a “young” version of Clockwork#Yes the Fentons accidentally created Clockwork#Does this make Danny and Clockwork brothers?#I say it does#The Justice League expected for this to be a quick and easy investigation#Now they have been fighting through a never ending facility of Horror Monsters and Eldritch Radiation as they try to escape#There are more parts of the lab than what I mentioned#There is a section where Gravity is inverted but only if you lift your Left Foot#There's a room that looks EXACTLY like the Outside until you reach the edge and find a wall of Mirrors#There's a room that just leads to a random Chucky Cheese location in the 80s and the only way to leave it to warn 10000 Tickets#There's a Kingdom of Sentient Robots created by the Fentons that have forgotten their true Origins and worship the Fentons as their Gods#Its a cluster of pure Chaos that somehow Co-exists#The first team sent in by the JL calls back saying that they had lost contact with the outside for hours (it had been 2 minutes outside)#The next team was radio silent for a full day before calling in saying that they had just entered#They had no idea why they kept sending in more teams
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#danny phantom#vlad masters#cheese melt#it's not often i see tweets that are 100% pure undiluted Vlad
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Thinking about Crow Rook again (what else?) and, you know, Rook's "I got overwhelmed by enemies and dropped a chandelier on myself" and "I knocked over a couple of pillars and released ancient elven gods" is basically Zevran's "My target slipped, fell out of the carriage, and broke her neck" and "I was knocked out of the window during a major Crow operation and got robbed by street urchins".
#no magic hand no ancient prophecy just pure undiluted cringefail energy#dragon age#dragon age origins#dragon age the veilguard#da:v#da:v spoilers#dragon age the veilguard spoilers#zevran arainai#dav rook#dragon age rook#antivan crows
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I know that it is highly unlikely that it is the case, but come and give it a thougjt with me (Yandere Spice with a twist).
What if: Burning Spice, despite being completely obsessive and being the sadomasochist he is, routinely cuts off the heads of animals and cookies and brings them to her the first time with a love letter (he used to be the Herald of Change, so I'd imagine he's got- and retained- some brains, enough to at least write a psychotic obsessive love letter).
Now, Golden Cheese is obviously gonna freak the f out and gape as he shoves the head into her arms (probably throw it into the air and back up in panic) while Burning Spice- though displeased at first, just grins manically at her reaction soon enough (maybe even laughing), before he grabs it and shoves the letter and head onto her hands again and leaving.
Golden Cheese, having noticed his reaction to her throwing it, becomes concerned with what he might do if she doesn't accept the 'gifts', decides to keep it (She flies hella fast and enters through her window and hides it in a secret compartment in her room, before creating a hidden room the other gifts in the future).
Now, here's the twist:
Despite the shock and horror she displayed to Burning Spice's gift, she knew that deep down... She fucking loved it. She silently revels in it, even. At having so much of the Beast- A cookiebeing you could practically almost consider primordial and all-powerful-'s attention and taking up so much of their headspace. To be obsessed over adored by someone like that, so much so that they would go out of their way to behead someone and something and write a love letter daily, just to give it to her as a gift-
In short, she absolutely loves the attention she will never say it and will keep that to her grave and Burning Spice and everyone else is none the wiser of it. Of how she'd kept every letter and laminated every single one with the care and cautiousness and love one would use when holding thin glass, of how she intentionally goes out alone every day for a few minutes just so Burning Spice would 'see an opening' and give his gift, where Golden Cheese would then act terribly disgusted and horrified, and then keep the gifts. Ignorant of how she has a room full of the 'gifts' he's given her- which she'd taken the time to personally taxiderm each and every one, before hanging it on the wall like a reward or trophy. Of how she'd come to the room every night to just adore it just the sight makes her want to coo and purr in delight for a few minutes to an hour, before going to bed and resting.
Sorry for the rambling and the long paragraphs 😅😅
This is such a horrifying (in a good way) concept that I MUST acknowledge it and give my take!!! Gonna put it under a cut because this is particularly dark
Yandere Spice basically acting like a cat is so fucking funny to me lol I love it
I'm so glad you think Spice is a smart guy due to having been the Herald of Change/History, because I think that too! He simply HAS to be intelligent, even wise to a degree. It would be ridiculous if he wasn't; being buff doesn't automatically mean you're dumb. And I LOVE the letter thing, I've always headcanoned Spice (the "normal" one, not the yandere one) as writing Golden romantic poetry (and her liking it lol. It helps win her over).
Now, with the murder gifts: of course Golden is horrified. Not only has Spice ended innocent lives, but he did it for her. In a way, it's her fault, and she feels horrible. Animal, person/cookie, doesn't matter, Spice has killed again and he gives the fruits of his sinful labor to her as a declaration of "love". It's sick. No matter how deranged she finds him, he finds a way to sink lower. (But... one thing: he never hurts birds. He has never once brought her a dead bird, because even he knows that's a step too far and she REALLY won't like it. It's the one little drop of care and tact that he possesses.)
But that twist: somewhere beneath all those layers of shock, disgust and righteous anger is... flattery. Sick, twisted flattery. There's nothing Golden loves more than being praised, than being worshiped, than being showered with attention and gifts... and Spice is doing that. He's feeding her ego, albeit in the worst way possible. And so great and terrible is her ego, no matter what she does to temper or suppress it, that somewhere deep down inside, she enjoys what he's doing. That he'll gladly kill for her. That he'll show off his hard work in search of her praise and admiration. She is a goddess and he knows it. He is giving her the adulation she rightfully deserves.
Now, of course, this contradicts her normally altruistic nature, and she has a massive crisis of conscience. She keeps everything Spice gives her, she keeps the heads and the letters and stores them all properly, because... Well, she tells herself that it's better this way. If she refused them, he would retaliate, if not against her then against another innocent. If she preserves the heads, she can later discover who they belonged to and hopefully return them to the person's family (and it was the least she could do; clean them up, give them back even a fraction of their grace and dignity...). If she reads the letters, she'll have better insight into his mind and how he thinks, and thus be able to formulate a better response to him and his behaviors. These excuses are what she mutters under her breath over and over as she sneaks the heads into her room, through the window so no one sees her. As she tidies and laminates the letters, and stores them in a secure folder that she tucks into a box under the bed (which eventually becomes boxes, the more and more letters she gets). As she expertly taxidermies the heads and places them on nice shelves in a hidden closet in her room. It's better this way. She has to do this.
...and these are all true, they really are. But at the same time... Existing alongside this pain and terror and crushing guilt, is the sick joy in knowing that she has someone wrapped around her finger this completely. And a Beast, too. The Beast of Destruction, no less. Burning Spice himself, heads over heels in love with her, willing to do anything to have her. It shouldn't please her to have a monster practically at her beck and call, but... it does. It really, truly does. And no matter how much she hates herself for it... It's never enough to make it stop.
Sometimes, she'll hint at a specific person she doesn't like - usually a known enemy of her kingdom - just to see if he'll do what she thinks he will. Sure enough, the next time they meet, he has that person's head ready for her, all but puffing his chest out in pride and grinning that hideous, face-splitting, cruel grin of his. She acts upset, but she's actually pleased to know that she was right: he WILL do what she tells him to, just to please her.
Sometimes she'll stand there admiring her ever-expanding taxidermy collection, congratulating herself on her hard work; she does a better and better job every time. (And when the guilt comes bubbling to the surface, asking her why they're still here and not with their loved ones so they can have a proper funeral, she tells it that Spice will lose it if he catches her giving them away. Or she'll be made out to be the one responsible, since she's the one who has them. Or they're dead, their souls have departed to the afterlife, what happens to their mortal vessels matters not anymore...)
Sometimes, when she's in bed at night, she'll pull out the letters and read them. Sometimes she'll read one, sometimes a few, sometimes all of them. Some are surprisingly sweet and romantic, full of oddly gentle and doting words; she can feel the warmth and affection soaked into the page. Others are downright vulgar; she feels her own face catch fire as she reads through what are obviously his fantasies, the list of ways in which he wants to pleasure her so long and graphic that she suspects he wrote them one-handed, if you know what I mean. The rest are just flat-out deranged: feverish rants about his ownership of her, how he hated and wanted to get rid of those around her, how she took everything from him (his power, his sanity, his heart, his soul) and he was willing to pardon it if she gave him everything of hers in turn. How he will never stop hunting her. How he will slaughter thousands to get to her. How he will bring the world to ruins just to have her to himself. Madness. All-consuming delusion that she fears is incurable.
But the worst part is... she doesn't know if she wants it to be anymore.
All she can do now is... hope he never finds out. Hope he never knows she feels this way. That she relishes his kills, his gifts. That she has a godforsaken trophy room now. That now she's as starved for his attention as he is for hers. (And he will. The idea is simply too tantalizing. He WILL find out eventually, someway, somehow - and when he does... Oh boy.)
TL;DR: Golden is so greedy that her greed has warped her into being as bad as Spice, at least in her own way. They probably deserve each other at this point. Pure, incorrigible arrogance and psychopathy all the way down. God/Witches have mercy on us all
#thank you SO much for this ask. What a fantastic(ally awful) idea. I had a blast with this#Imagine being whittled down mentally by your tormentor to the point that you start stooping to their level in some way...#...and you end up so far gone that you're not even sorry about it.#FANTASTIC. PURE UNDILUTED TOXICITY. YOU LOVE TO SEE IT#cookie run kingdom#burning spice cookie#golden cheese cookie#burningcheese#goldenspice#yandere beasts#suggestive
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WTF is this dialogue, Larian? I swear, they KNOW and for some reason chose to give us this stuff, but no romance. It boggles my mind.
Unusual how?
#bg3#raphael#lore#this drives me insane#why can we say all this stuff - including the “undiluted and raw” boudoir one - but not romance him?#WHY LARIAN#WHYYYYY?#LET ME SMOOCH THE DEVIL#I'm loosing my mind#raphael bg3#bg3 raphael#baldur's gate 3 raphael#raphael baldur's gate 3#raphael the cambion#rds#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3
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You have no idea how excited I was when all these small things happened in the Phantom Blood musical.
#jjba#jojo's bizarre adventure#jojo#dio brando#jonathan joestar#phantom blood#jojo musical#jjba musical#phantom blood musical#the musical was made with undiluted love#please consider buying the blu-ray if you can#my gif
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I found a possible explanation for why Bhaal crafted a titan from his own flesh to serve as a vessel when plan A failed and he couldn't make more demigods - and why plan A required half-divine children: if you go by the novels, living beings cannot house his divine essence as, predictably, hosting Death gradually kills them and causes them to rapidly deteriorate (forcing him to keep jumping to new hosts). Unlike mortals, the quasi-deities he creates should be able to host it safely.
It may also explain why Durge has free will - Bhaal cannot care for a host body for shit (as seen with both his mortal avatars and feral-Durge); he either cannot grasp the needs and limitations of a mortal body any more, or doesn't care, or both. So he crafts a fragment of himself into the Dark Urge and gives it some independence so he doesn't have to care for it; It's like Ao giving the gods free will so that they can do the jobs he made them for (being unable to do every job in the universe nor pilot that many minds by himself)
#may also explain the pressure he puts on his remaining children and grandchildren to procreate#and inbreed to keep that divinity as undiluted as possible - more emergency backup hosts.#headcanoning.#babbling#/durge
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After reading and watching several adaptations, I have come to the conclusion that Quincey gets much more respect than Jonathan. Yes he appears much less, but he gets his heroic sacrifice when he does instead of getting bastardised. Three times I have seen him be the one who kills Dracula without Jonathan. In two of those he has the kukri.
Also idk if vampire Quincey is underappreciated, there is a novel all about him.
And in this one Jonathan is revealed to have been a cowardly cheater all along.
You know. Sometimes I think I might be going too overindulgent with my Harker Horrors and lavishing of attention on my favorite special little haunted gothic heroine lad.
And then I get lovely reminders like these that not only am I not being indulgent, I have to actively burn every daydream of an inhibition I have as a writer to unfuck 126 years' worth of doing the whole cast dirty, but Jonathan Harker the absolute worst.
#in all ways but physical I am ripping the Harkers out of the hands of the directors and writers#who came before me#setting those hands on fire#and running into the sunset of self-gratifying undiluted literary junk food#if people get to wipe their rancid ice-cold take Barely Skimmed the Wikipedia (of the Movie) fanfiction of these characters on the world#I get to do whatever I damn well please#jonathan harker#I will torment the hell out of you buddy#but I refuse to gut your character while I do it#dracula#my writing#adaptation#spinoff#bastardization
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Klaus: No one can hurt me if I’m cold and detached and not emotionally invested in anyone
Caroline: Hi :)
Klaus: * sweating * Shit
#im seeing klaus and caroline so clearly rn#i can see klaus saying this to caroline#klaus mikaelson#caroline forbes#pure and undiluted klaroline#klaroline incorrect quotes#this is so klaroline#klaroline#klaroline though#klaus Mikaelson x Caroline Forbes#klaus x caroline#tvd incorrect quotes#the vampire diaries#TVD
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Hey do you think ya can explain Barnaby and his illusion smoke a bit? It seems really cool and I don't remember if ya talked about it in depth before
sure! this got a bit longer than i expected!
so i was thinking that Barnaby seems like more of a hands-off kinda guy when it comes to altercations. would rather sit back and make funny commentary! so if he Had to get involved, i imagine it would be from a distance and still in an Entertaining Way!
thus - illusion magic! for this au i've been picturing that he got his paws on some illusionary herb in his early teens. for making people laugh, you know! and help out with the farm - illusions could distract animals, convince them to move on to different pastures, calm the chickens for egg-collecting, etc!
Ms. Beagle didn't really approve, since smoking is harmful, but lucky for the both of them this particular plant doesn't deal as much damage when smoked as normal smoking materials would - like tobacco! something to do with the magic properties! so Barnaby mostly used it for chores (when his mama wasn't paying attention, ofc - it's still a bad habit in her eyes) and entertainment purposes.
how it works: on its own, it doesn't do much when burned. it's not like illusions will waft out of the pipe's bowl, or that sniffing it will give someone hallucinations. in order for it to work properly, the user has to inhale properly, form the Intent of what the illusion should be / look like / behave, then purposefully blow the smoke out with that thought firmly in mind. the reach of the smoke depends on the force of Intent, and the intensity depends on the amount inhaled. those that breathe it in / are surrounded by it will see hallucinations of whatever Barnaby - or whoever the user is - wants them to! it can be literally anything! whether or not the target is fooled depends entirely on the individual, but the herb is potent enough that most are convinced that what they "see" is real (auditory hallucinations only occur if the target breathes in the smoke)
upsides: this form of magic is great for distractions, cover, deescalation, and that kind of thing. if needed, Barnaby could stop a fight with one exhale! it's a pretty powerful trick! it also means that Barnaby has built up a tolerance to illusion magic over the years, so where most of the party would be tricked, Barnaby would be unfazed. the only one with total immunity to the form of magic is Wally!
downsides: if Barnaby uses too much in too short of a time, it will get to him. and since he breathes in the largest amount - undiluted at that - it can fuck him up! using it sparingly / using repeated small amounts doesn't do anything. the most it will do is make him feel slightly untethered, but he has an easy time ignoring it / shaking it off.
in mild cases of the magic getting to him, it's like a bad trip. his proprioception is messed with (basically he gets uncharacteristically clumsy & off-balance), he feels like he's falling, anxiety spikes, and his vision is just... off! there are blind spots (im talking actual blind spots, not spots of black), things are moving in ways that they shouldn't, he has mild auditory hallucinations. the others can help ground him by talking to him, touching him, and confirming what's real and what isn't.
in bad cases, it's like that but 10 times worse. on top of all of the previous symptoms being worsened, he gets extremely vivid hallucinations, and they're very often not fun! it's a simultaneous feeling of dying, going insane, and not knowing what the fuck is going on. Barnaby loses sense of where he is, who's where, what's happening. he can get lost in the hallucinations - he has no way to know that they aren't real. in these terrible trips, no one can really help him. they can't get through the hallucinations, and if they do, the magic morphs Barnaby's perception of them and they end up adding to the effects. honestly the best thing for him is to let him rest somewhere with as little sensory input as possible & leave him be until he starts to come down. physical contact does help, since Barnaby understands on an instinctive level that illusions can't touch him, but it doesn't help half as much as it does w/ the mild trips. and again, the presence of someone can make the hallucinations worse.
so! suffice to say! he doesn't like using the herb all that often, and it's why he Stays Out Of It unless absolutely needed. he has two pouches of the herb - one with the strong stuff, reserved for emergencies / one with just a tiny bit of it mixed in with Barnaby's own personal blend for recreational/everyday use. (he also has an emergency tobacco stash in his pack, but that's only for when he's completely out of his usual blend <3)
extra lil scribble that didn't make it into the lil doodle post... i broke his wrist...
#the undiluted one is the blue/purple/pink smoke#while the personal blend changes color depending on his mood#and the personal blend does Not cause illusions!#the herb is included in the blend for cosmetic effects - colorful smoke! - and it has calming affects#so its. yeah its rgb weed last person nailed it on the head#rambles from the bog#wh fantasy au#the other day i was thinking about howdy's first adventure with the neighborhood#and i was like 'ok situation where barnaby has to use a tad too much of the magic'#and i amused myself imagining howdy's shock and panic when barnaby - steady graceful barnaby#staggers a little. looks up at the trees/skies. goes 'oh no' and promptly stumbles and falls on his face. and then just does not get back u#he has to go get poppy to make sure he isnt hurt / also howdy would Not be able to half-drag barn back to camp on his own#that dog is dead weight and staggering all over the place - if they can even unstick his claws from where he's anchored himself#sometimes barnaby will feel the unpleasant trip Incoming and he'll just. lie down right there and then#facedown. gripping the grass like his life depends on it - and also whoever's closest#frank always leaps out of the way when barn starts to Sway bc he does not want to sacrifice his arm for a solid few hours#usually wally is the one to sit with him and happily get his arm bones squeezed into dust <3#a common thing is barnaby will be like 'the trees/sky is melting and the ground is turning inside-out'#what does that mean! no one knows! he cant explain it when he sobers up!
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Heaven on No Man’s Land
(A VashWood, Trigun fanmix)
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Bury those skeletons deep beneath the sand.
(Vash and Nicholas carve out a piece of happiness for themselves. Forget the world and all it's burdens for a moment.)
LISTEN: [SPOTIFY] / [YOUTUBE]
Art credit: oniro_ro. Thank you!
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Tell me our story: are we impetuous, are we kind to each other, do we surrender to what the mind cannot think past? Where is the evidence I will learn to be good at loving?
Let me come back whole, let me remember how to touch you before it is too late. (Summer solstice, by Stacie Cassarino)
Track list under the cut!
"I will not ask you where you came from. I will not ask, and neither would you."
Like real people do - Hozier
Sleep on the floor - The Lumineers
Hold you in my arms - Ray Lamontagne
My lover - Birdtalker
Call it dreaming - Iron & Wine
Real love baby - Father John Misty
Mystery - Tom Odell
London's song - Matt Hartke
Aging out of the 20th century - Trash Panda
What do it mean - Lord Huron
Lyric selections: here.
#vashwood#trigun#trigun maximum#celebrating the return of having enough inspiration to make playlists with my latest hyperfixation#yeah this is undiluted fluff with an undercurrent of melancholy#aka my favourite flavour#enjoy!!#nicholas d wolfwood#vash the stampede#eriks#not canon but imagining they give living normally a try for a bit#it doesn't last but it was heaven for a little while#machamixes#fanmix
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