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northernolddragon · 1 month

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"Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear. The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings. Welcome to the storm, I am thunder, Welcome to my table bring your hunger."

#baldur's gate #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #gale dekarios #gale #gale of waterdeep #god gale #my screenshots #my gameplay #my game screenshots #virtual photography #old dragon

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hypnowave · 1 year

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the horror and the wild is just The Song of All Time, man, i don't make the rules. is there any way to express your love for someone that's as powerful as "think of all the horrors that i promised you i'd bring" or "fret not, dear heart, let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears"?? the tenderness of "'remember me,' i ask, 'remember me,' i sing"???

#jun.log #devilposting #the amazing devil #the horror and the wild

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dykejaskier · 2 years

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Fret not dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

— The Amazing Devil, “The Horror and the Wild”

#our flag means death #ofmd #ofmdedit #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #userwild #userbaz #useravia #mine*#mine: gifs #tv: our flag means death #category: television #i say i don't like angst but then i make nothing but sad gifsets so what's the truth #anyway feels like forever since i made anything wow #if this has been done before rip

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activate-shadow-of-the-window · 7 months

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Thinkin’ bout how the Horror and the Wild (by the Amazing Devil) fits desertduo and treebark in the lead up to the siege of dogwarts, as if the two pairs were talking about each other as well as their opponents

“You were raised by wolves and voices / Every night I hear them howling deep beneath your bed / They say it all comes down to you”, as Martyn watches his king make the final preparations, knowing that Ren will be the turning point in the coming battle

“You’re the daughter of silent watching stones / You watch the stars hurl all their fundaments / In wonderment, at you and yours, forever asking more”, as Scar watches Grian prepare for the inevitable, staying by his side despite the lack of life-debt

“You are the space that’s in between every page, every chord, and every screen / You are the driftwood and the rift, you’re the words I promise I don’t mean” Both members of both pairs thinking about their partners: Ren and Martyn for the first line, and Grian and Scar for the second

“We’re drunk but drinking, sunk but sinking / They thought us blind, we were just blinking”, as both groups hype each other up for the fight

“All the stones and kings of old, will hear us screaming at the cold”, desertduo’s declaration that they’ll fight the Red Winter in view of anyone and everyone

“Remember me I ask, remember me I sing / Give me back my heart you wingless thing”, Ren and Martyn vow to think of each other in their final moments of peace, while Grian begs to no-one for Scar to finally let him go

“Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, I am the wild”, the pairs clash in battle, as all are shouting the words to their opponents as much as to their allies

“You are the son of every dressing up box / And I am Time itself, I slow to let you play / I steal the hours and turn the night into day”, a flashback to Grian’s attempts to fortify Monopoly Mountain as Scar ‘plays’ about with reputation points and other people’s armor

“Day by day, oh lord, three things I pray / That I might understand as best I can / How bold I was, could be, will be, still am, by god still am” , a flashback to when Martyn killed Ren with the Red Winter Axe, as the former hesitates before ultimately doing the deed

“Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear / The mutterings of all your fears, the flutterings of all your wings”, rapid fire flashbacks as both pairs watch their allies die around them

“Welcome to the storm, I am thunder” shouted by Scar and then Grian

“Welcome to my table, bring your hunger” shouted by Ren and then Martyn

“Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, I am the wild”, similar sequence to before, only Ren and Martyn are clearly loosing

“Remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me / Remember me I ask, remember me I sing”, a slow sequence as Ren and Martyn realize they are going to loose, and silently agree to go down with one hell of a fight

“Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, I am the / Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, old man, old man I am the” final fight sequence as Ren and then Martyn fall, ending with Grian and Scar looking at each other over their fallen enemies, before a flash of their own broken bodies in the desert finishes it

Oh goodness looking at it now this reads like a written out animatic

Uh

That was not my intention but what’s done is done, I suppose

Have fun with this!

#3rd life #the amazing devil #the horror and the wild #desert duo #treebark #trafficblr

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asha-mage · 7 months

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thom merrilin & jasin natael, prompt: contest

[Send me a character or pairing, and a one word prompt, and I'll write you a drabble!]

Thom Merilin stood, leaning against one of the marble pillars of the Sun Court, smoking his pipe, and trying not to fume to openly, as the sound of bard song, if it could be called that, drifted out over the crowd, all of whom where watching intent at the center of the room, where Jasin Natael preformed.

You were raised by wolves and voices Every night I hear them howling deep beneath your bed They said it all comes down to you You're the daughter of silent watching stones You watch the stars hurl all their fundaments In wonderment, at you and yours, forever asking more,

Natael moved in a tight circle as he sang, his fingers strumming the harp in a rapid fire motion that Thom couldn’t help but try to follow with his eyes. His steps where not quite a dance, even as he turned in intricate circles around the center of the court’s main hall, and he made no effort at the acrobatics and gestures Thom would have. Yet despite that he seemed to project a grace of his own, as he swanned about, dignified and yet captivating. Yet it rankled Thom. Even the finest court bards did a little tumbling in their performances.

You are that space that's in between Every page, every chord and every screen You are the driftwood and the rift You're the words that I promise I don't mean We're drunk but drinking (sunk but sinking) They thought us blind (we were just blinking) All the stones and kings of old will hear us screaming at the cold,

Jasin Natael didn’t wear a gleeman’s cloak any longer, though Thom had it on good authority he had begun with one. But he also was not clad in the finery of a court bard. Instead his midnight black coat was one of those the Asha’man wore, right down the twin pins shinning at the lapels. A golden dragon and a silver sword. It lent him a gravity Thom had to admit. A weight. And it his made his strange song seem….right somehow.

"Remember me, " I ask "Remember me, " I sing Give me back my heart, you wingless thing!

Thom harrumphed as the crowd seemed to lean forward, caught like as if by the Power as the song shifted, the beat intensifying, and the man’s fingers seem to somehow, impossibly, flick faster across the cords of his harp. Jasin Natael had found his way to the center of the great golden sunburst on the floor and was turning in a endless circle, his voice somehow thrown in a way that seemed to give the song a grand echoing quality.

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring I promise you, they'll sing of every time You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child Witness me, old man, I am the wild!

“Where is the story?” Thom muttered to himself, puffing on his pipe. One of the nearby nobles turned to regard him with a gaped, googling expression, as if shocked Thom had dared speak instead of listening with rapt attention. Thom made a face at her and she sniffed, snapping her attention back to Natael and his song.

You are the son of every dressing-up box And I am time itself, I slow to let you play I steal the hours and turn the night into day By day, oh Lord, three things I pray That I might understand as best I can How bold I was, could be, will be, still am, by God, still am!

Natael seemed to glow under the torchlight as he sang, but Thom, while begrudgingly impressed by the technical skill the man was displaying, couldn’t fight back a snear. It was a good song musically, but lyrically? It was all image and poetry, feeling and emotion without shape or scaffold to put it too: the rough shod kind of thing a farmboy with delusions of grandeur would cook up. Thom would bet that was how this man had begun, for all his airs: a common farm boy, who thought a few clever rhymes meant he had the stuff of a court bard.

Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears The fluttering of all your wings Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger!

Songs, truly good songs, needed to tell a story, to have character and movement. From Mistress Aynora’s Rooster, to The Great Hunt of the Horn. Even The Wind that Shakes the Willow had character, a story, a clear tale to be told. All this disjointed flitting about in Natel’s song made it so that even the most uncultured laborer would be confused by it.

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring I promise you, they'll sing of every time You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child Witness me, old man, I am the wild!

And yet the Sun Court seemed to devour it, as enchanted by him as the Court of Andor had ever been for any of Thom’s performances. He knew a crowd that was merely being polite, and he knew a crowd who was well and truly caught. This one was caught.

Remember me Remember me! Remember me! Remember me! Remember me! Remember me!

"Remember me, " I ask! "Remember me, " I sing!

“It’s the Power.” Thom decided. It had to be. Some trick of the power to make the performance more appealing- that was it. A clever trick that fit a gleeman Wilder turned Asha’man.

Think of all the horrors that I- Promised you I'd bring! I promise you, they'll sing of every- Time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child! Witness me old man, I am the-! Think of all the horrors that I- Promised you I'd bring! I promise you, they'll sing of every- Time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child! Witness me, old man, old man, old man, I am the-!

Natael struck the final cord of the song in an echoing note, and the crowd exploded into applause, while Thom harrumphed again. For a moment Natael just stood there at the center of the room, basking in the adoration, breathing heavily, and then he bowed, and somehow the applause doubled in intensity.

By the time it had died down Thom had made his way into the center of the court and Natael was evening out his breathing, straightening to smile at Thom in a soft, condescending sort of way.

“Well.” He said. “That's my turn done then. And yours ready to go. Good luck.” He tilted his head, and left the old man, unspoken.

Thom sneered as he drew out his flute. He would remind these people what true music sounded like. He watched Natael wander into the crowd, plucking a wine cup from a passing serving man, and smiling back at Thom in a way that reeked of smug satisfaction. Jasin Natael knew they where competing, and believed he had already soundly won.

Smiling back, Thom brought his flute to his lips and began to play.

(Song is, The Horror and the Wild, by The Amazing Devil)

#WoT #Wheel of Time #WoT Book Spoilers #LoC Spoilers #Asmodean #Jasin Natael #thom merrilin #Wheel of Time Fanfic #WoT Fanfic #drabble challenge #the amazing devil #the horror and the wild

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gomensbrainrotsyndrome · 9 days

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I am really loving this blogs, thank you for running it! May I suggest The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devil?

Thank you! ❤️ truly a difficult one this one because i love this song it’s POETRY it’s BEAUTIFUL but is it gomens…. Is it truly gomens vibes…….. i have to be honest, not reallllly, maybe the closest in this verse:

Day by day oh lord three things I pray

That I might understand as best as I can

How bold I was, could be - will be - still am, by God still am

Fret not dear heart, let not them hear

The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

#gomens brainrot syndrome

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kissingfangs · 5 months

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...Give me back my heart, you wingless thing

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring

I promise you, they’ll sing of every time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child

Witness me old man, I am The Wild

You are the son of every dressing up box and I am Time itself, I slow to let you play, I steal the hours and turn the night into day

Day by day oh lord three things I pray that I might understand as best I can,

How bold I was, could be - will be - still am, by god still am

Fret not dear heart, let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder,

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

Listen/purchase: The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devil

#the amazing devil #song lyrics that slap #there was one thing netflix witcher did right and that was bringing our attention to joey batey #bandcamp

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jewishdainix · 11 months

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YOU WERE RAISED BY WOLVES AND VOUCES EVERY NIGHT I HEAR THEM HOWLI G DEEP BENEATH YOUR BAID THEY SAID IT ALL COMES DOWN TO THIS YOURE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SLIENT WATCHING STONES WATCH THE STARS HURL WONDERMENT ENWONDERMENTS YOU AND YOURS FOREVER ASKING MORE YOU ARE THE SPACES INBTWEEN EVERY PAGE EVERY CORNER EVERY SCREEN YOU ARE THE DRIFTWORD AND THE RIFT AND THE WORDS TAHT I PROMISE I DONT MEAN WERE DRUNK BUT DRINKING SUNK BUT SINKING THEY THOUGHT US BLIND WE WERE JUST BLINKING AND ALL THE STONES AND KINGS OF OLD WILL HEAR US SCREEMING AT THE COLD

Remember me I ask

Remember me I sing

GIVE ME BACK MY HEART YOU WINGLESS THINK OF ALL THE HORRORS THAT I PROMISED YOU ID BRING PROMISED YOU THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME YOY PASSED YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLED ME CHILD WITNESS ME OLD MAN I AM THE WILLLLLLLLLD

YOU WERE THE SON OF EVERY DRESSING UP BOX AND IVE BEEN TIME ITSELF I SLOWED AND LET YOU PLAY ID STEAL THE HOURS AND TUEN THE NIGHTS INTO DAYS BY DAY O LORD THREE THINGS I PRAY THAT I MIGHT UNDERSTAND AS BEST I CAN HOW BOLD I WAS CAN BE WILL BE STILL AM BY GOD STILL AM FRET NOT DEAR HEART LET NOT THEM HEAR THE MUTTERINGS OF ALL YOUR FEARS THE FLUTTERINGS OF ALL YOUR WINGS WELCOME TO THE STOOOOOOOOOORM

I AM THUNDER

WELCOME

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TAAAAAABLE BRING YOUR HUNGER

THINK OF ALL THE HORROS THAT I PROMISED ID BRING PROMISED THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME YOU PASSED YPUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLED CHILD WITNESS ME OLD MAN I AM THE WILD

REMEBER ME

REMEBERME

REMEBER ME AHOOOOOOH O

REMEMBER MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

remeber me I ask

Remebwr me I sing

THINK OF ALL THE HORRORS THAT I PROMISED ID BRING ID PROMISED YOU

THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME.

YOU PASSED

YOUR FINGERS

THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLES ME CHILD

WITNESS ME OLD MAN

OLD MAN

OLD MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN I AM THE

#the amazing devil #sorry. i am insane about this song

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kayrosebee · 2 years

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Oct 15, 2022

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"Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear

The mutterings of all your fears

The fluttering of all your wings

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring

I promise you, they'll sing of every time

You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child

Witness me, old man, I am the wild"

The Horror and the Wild- The Amazing Devil

Commission

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#embroidery #embroidery art #embroidery design #embroidery artist #forest #pine trees #i am the wild #the amazing devil #project365 #artists on tumblr #my art #art #artist #watercolor #my life #my photos

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cavalierclavier · 10 months

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Fret not dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger x

a redraw of an older piece with these two!

#illustration #oc art #oc #original character #my art #rhiannon #gavin #lyrics (and link) to the horror and the wild by the amazing devil #because all of my pieces need to be captioned with song lyrics lol

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ahurumustdie · 3 months

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give me back my heart you wingless thing-THINK OF ALL THE HORRORS THAT I PROMISED YOU ID BRING I PROMISE YOU THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME YOU PASSED YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLED ME CHILD WITNESS ME OLD MAN I AM THE WILD!!!!!!!

FRET NOT DEAR HEART LET NOT THEM HEAR THE MUTTERINGS OF ALL YOUR FEARS THE FLUTTERINGS OF ALL YOU WINGS WELCOME TO THE STORM: I AM THUNDER, WELCOME TO MY TABLE—

BRING YOUR HUNGER

#remind me to listen to tad tomorrow bc it has been TOO LONG #god this song slaps #tad #hella tag #fun fact your tag was almost welly boots but then i thought that was too sad asjdjs #asks #remember me i ask......remember me i sing.........

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atypicalacademic · 9 months

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OC Lyric Tag

Rules: Pick one of your favourite songs and assign a lyric that you think suits them, you can do as many ocs as you like!

Thank you @dirty-bosmer for the tag, I put my liked playlist on shuffle and it gave me The Horror and the Wild by the Amazing Devil- which I will gladly do for the TES protags this time-

Fuada Al Watan (Vestige):

You're the daughter of silent watching stones,

You watch the stars hurl all their fundaments

In wonderment, at you and yours, forever asking more

Alsal Selaren (Nerevarine)

Fret not, dear heart, let them not hear

The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings,

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

Garvi Gra-Shub (Hero of Kvatch)

You are the driftwood and the rift

You're the words that I promise and I don't mean

We're drunk but drinking (sunk but sinking)

They thought us blind (but we were just blinking)

Azadeh Al-Watan (The Last Dragonborn)

I steal the hours and turn night into day

By day, oh lord, three things I pray

That I might understand as best I can

How bold I was, could be, will be, still am, by God, still am

Tagging @cleverblackcat @ollifree @greyvvardenfell @cumbiazevran @dumpsterhipster @memaidraws

#heeheee this was fun #fuada al watan #azadeh al watan #alsal selaren #garvi gra shub

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barrenclan · 1 year

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i think The Horror and the Wild by the Amazing Devil could work w/ pinepaw and cormorantpaw (cormorantpaw as the deeper voice and pinepaw as the higher). also it's just a banger song

I agree! Cool song, very dramatic.

"You were raised by wolves and voices Every night I hear them howling deep beneath your bed"

"Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring I promise you, they'll sing of every time"

"Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears The fluttering of all your wings"

youtube

#ask #anon #music #cormorantpaw #pinepaw

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nyxtalksmusic · 1 year

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Fret not dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings

#The Horror and the Wild (song)#The Horror and the Wild #the amazing devil #i know dear heart is like; an amazing devil term of endearment but both my favourite space sapphics have used similar endearments #and im always soft for unusual and grand gestures #my heart my song my soul my (name)#or reffering to people as things that are 'their colour' or dumb ones like strawberry tallcake (:#if anyone read this + knows the two space sapphic couples i am reffering to: kisses you gently on the forehead

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mercysought · 1 year

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REPOST AND LIST 6 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE (focusing on Elgar'nan and Mythal):

that unwanted animal by the amazing devil

Oh, and you rip my ribcage open and devour what's truly yours / And our screaming joins in unison, I cry out to the Lord / 'Cause if we join our hands in prayer enough / To God, I imagine it all starts to sound like applause.

blood in the wine by aurora

I was given a heart / Before I was given a mind / A thirst for pleasure and war / A hunger we keep inside / We fell from sky with grace / And life gave us a sweeter taste / You can drink, you can feast / There's beauty in your beast

the horror and the wild by the amazing devil

I steal the hours and turn the night into day / Day by day oh lord three things I pray / That I might understand as best as I can / How bold I was, could be - will be - still am, by God still am / Fret not dear heart, let not them hear / The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings / Welcome to the storm, I am thunder / Welcome to my table, bring your hunger.

sacrifices must be made by dan bull

No one wants to show their hands / For fear of knowing that we've only laid out hopeless plans / Life's a thankless slow advance / And no advantage shall suffice / To satisfy chance's appetite requires sacrifice.

eat your young by hozier

I'm starving, darling / Let me put my lips to something / Let me wrap my teeth around the world / Start carving, darling / I wanna smell the dinner cooking I wanna feel the edges start to burn

artemis by aurora

What will you do when she drinks the sea? / Drown her in sorrow or let her be free? / When she's upset, all of her heart is cold / What will you do when she eats the moon? / Make her return it or give her a spoon? / When she is full, all of her heart is warm

& LIST 6 QUOTES THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE:

"THEN TELL ME WHAT JUSTICE IS! TO FORGIVE THE ONE WHO MURDERED YOUR BELOVED FRIEND? THAT CERTAINLY WOULD BE VIRTUOUS! IT’S BEAUTIFUL! BLINDINGLY BEAUTIFUL! BUT IS JUSTICE A VIRTUE?! NO! TO LIVE IN PEACE WITHOUT AVENGING THE DEAD IS VICE!" — bleach by Tite Kubo

"He didn’t even look angry; he looked like an ending given human form." — harrow the ninth by tamsyn muir

"You have referred to yourself and your fellow mortals as our children. You are not our children. You are… a bad first draft." — asmodeus (brendan lee mulligan) in fire and ruin (exandria unlimited: calamity)

"what is it that you contain? the dead. time. light patterns of millennia opening in your gut. every minute, in each of you, a few million potassium atoms succumb to radioactive decay. the energy that powers these tiny atomic events has been locked inside potassium atoms ever since a star-sized bomb exploded nothing into being. potassium, like uranium and radium, is a long-lived radioactive nuclear waste of the supernova bang that accounts for you. your first parent was a star." — weight: the myth of atlas and heracles by jeanette winterson

"Eu não vejo o copo meio cheio, eu vejo o mar." — carolina deslandes “I don’t see the glass half full, I see the sea.”

"preserve the past, poison the present." — the existential horror of david cronenberg’s camera by acolytes of horror

tagged by . @thomasrainier (thank you ✨) tagging. @valheri @prvtocol @weptfreedom @soveraign (Cersei? mayhaps?) @harringtontm

#elgar'nan ( aesthetic )#mythal ( aesthetic )#( uh there's a lot of hunger and consuming imagery here )#( it's only that lmao )

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corrodedbisexual · 1 year

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Tagged by @quinnkeerys ty 😎🫶

tea or coffee: obligatory coffee in the morning, countless cups of tea throughout the day

dogs or cats: i love both. but since i'm not a morning person, walking the dog in the mornings was a bit of hell when i had one, especially in winter. cats are honestly just more convenient to keep for a lazy bum like me :D

can you play an instrument? i play a bit of uke

what’s your sign? leo

favorite lyrics that pop into your head? (oh but what else could it be if not TAD) fret not, dear heart, let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears, the flutterings of all your wings / welcome to the storm, i am thunder / welcome to my table, bring your hunger

do you have tattoos? yup, one for my dog when he passed away, one SPN devil's trap

favorite place you’ve ever traveled? been to many wonderful places, but i somehow keep coming back to the Tatra mountains. been 3 times already, walked pretty much all the trails that don't involve vertical climbs, i think part of my soul resides there or some poetic shit like that bc i feel completely at peace there. (i've been hiking other mountain ranges but it didn't feel quite the same :D)

what’s the last movie you watched? suffered through The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent bc my best friend likes Nicolas Cage (i really. really. don't)

what languages do you speak? english obviously, russian, polish. and then basic tourist-y bits and pieces of spanish, italian and german.

do you have any hobbies? (i wonder who answers this question with 'no', like what do you do with your life then?) reading & writing fic, reading actual books when i'm not hyperfixated on fandom 😅 making gifs, PS5/Switch gaming, D&D, boardgames.

you can hang out with one fictional character for an hour, who do you choose? i pick Eddie and ask him to DM a private oneshot just for me :3

compliment yourself: writing a 3rd fic in 1 week atm?! good job me.

no pressure tags: @josephfakingquinn @mcbeanzontoast @flowercrowngods @sidekick-hero @i-me-mine @utterlyinsanity @notasimp4joey & anyone else who wants to :)

#tag game

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