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eurodynamic · 2 years
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The Ascent (2021) dev. Neon Giant → The Pinnacle
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portsandstars · 3 months
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AAAAA IM SO HAPPY I FINISHED IT TODAY!!
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seariii · 3 months
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heaven-with-mark · 1 year
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"𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙠 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣."
The now empty Truly can slams against the counter, tinny and empty. "Better get drinkin, Eef!" You yell, triumphant and two seltzers ahead of your opponent. Mark looks a tad disappointed, back against the counter and arms crossed. You and Ethan sat at the island on barstools, having a competition to see who could drink more before getting shitfaced.
Ethan was lagging behind. You were feeling tipsy yourself but he was getting a little woozy. The way his body would tip to one side until he noticed and righted himself told you a lot. Mark cleared his throat, and both you and Ethan turned to look at him. Your smile dropped the moment the empty Truly box left the olders' hand and tumbled to the floor. "Automatic win." He says, nodding towards you.
The smile returns as you slide from your seat, a little stumble to your step as you saunter up to the fridge. Out comes an unopened twelve pack of Coors, your least favorite alcohol. "You hate beer." Mark comments, pushing himself off the counter to stand at the island. You slide it to Ethan and stand next to Mark as the drinks are opened. Ethan passes you a Coors and next thing you know, you've had five.
"Uh. Fuck." You giggle, swaying in the middle of the kitchen. Ethan was... laying on the floor next to you. Hands over his eyes, face flushed, stupid drunk smile. Mark now sat at the island, chin in the palm of his hand. He found you and Ethan amusing to watch.
Until now. Your stomach churned, your heart sinking. You were absolutely terrified to puke. It was a childhood fear for no real reason. "Mark," you whispered, hands out to steady your rocking, "Mark I think I'm gonna throw up."
He'd known you long enough to understand why it was a problem. He sighs, "alright. Fun over. You're both cut off." Ethan cries, but you don't catch whatever he said. You're no longer a happy drunk, you're scared to move in fear of emptying your stomach. Mark is gentle in the way he presses a hand to your back, slowly guiding you over to the couch. Some animated movie plays and you're barely aware of it as you're helped into laying down.
"Mark, I need water. I'm gonna go get water." You slur, and immediately sit up. Your head hits the couch pillow a second later, feeling like you'll upchuck if you try to do a single thing. "I'll get you water, just chill for a second." Mark murmurs, smoothing the hair stuck to your forehead. Your heavy eyes shut, and you buzz in and out of consciousness as you vaguely hear Ethan get ushered down the hall to his room.
When Mark returns, it's with water and blankets. He hands you the drink first, keeping a hand on the cup as yours cradles it just to make sure it doesn't spill all over. "Are you okay now?" He asks softly, setting your beverage down on the coffee table. You're only now aware of being in tears, very disorientated and drunk. He's leaning over you, using the back of the couch to brace himself. Unable to think right, your hands come up and do the grabby hand motion.
After some very slurred convincing, the footrest of all three couch cushions are kicked out so Mark can squeeze onto the couch behind you. You're warm, content, and very tired now watching whatever movie played on TV, Mark pressed to your back and holding you close. Still both in jeans and not in comfortable clothes, you're comfy how you are. And scared if you move, it'll break the peaceful atmosphere.
"I hope you know I'm not dealing with your hangover." Mark whispers, patting your hip. You giggle and turn in his arms, face shoved to his chest. Unashamed you take in the scent of his cologne, listening to the rumble of his chuckle. "Alright Tipsy, go to sleep." He says, and your mind shuts off almost immediately. Tomorrow was gonna be one hell of a day full of headache and nausea but Mark was gonna help you, even though he said he wouldn't. He's got a little bit of a soft spot for you.
"At least I beat Ethan. Momma ain't raise no quitter." You slur, having to have the last word.
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did u know
#i don’t know when i but i’m taller it must be something in the water#i grew up here til it all went up in flames except the notches in the door frame#my recurring dream i’m at the movies i don’t remember what i’m seeing the screen turns into a tidal wave#when the speed kicks in i go to the store for nothing#the house where u lived with snow white i wonder if she ever though the storybook tiles on the roof were too much#the drugstores r open all night the only real reason i moved to the east side#and here everyone knows ur the way to my heart hear so many stories of u at the bar#either i’m careless or i wanna get caught#i can’t open and forget how to talk bcs even if i could wouldn’t know where to start wouldn’t know where to stop#close my eyes fantisize three clicks and i’m home#when i get back i’ll lay around then i’ll get up and lay back down#i know i know i know#like a wave that crashed and melted on the shore not even the burnouts r out here anymore#either way we’re not alone i’ll find a new place to be from a haunted house with a picket fence to float around and ghost my#friends no i’m not afraid to disappear the billboard said the end is here i turned around there was nothing there yea ig the end is here#and now my feet can’t touch the bottom of u#of somebody who loves u more#so i will wait for the next time u want me like a dog with a bird at ur door#and there’s something i’m supposed to say but i can’t remember what it is#and if and if i could give u the moon i would give u the moon#u r sick and ur married and u might be dying#i would do anything for u i would do anything i will do anything#laying down on the lawn i’m tired of trying to get in the house i’m thinking out loud#i’ve been playing dead my whole life#i hate ur mom i hate it when she opens her mouth it’s amazing to me how much u can say when u don’t know what ur talking abt#i feel something when i see u#bcs i don’t know what i want until a fuck it up#i’ll climb through the window again but rn it feels good not to stand#day off in kyoto got bored at the temple looked around at the 711 the band took the speed train to the arcade i wanted to go but i didnt#called me from a pay phone they still got pay phones it cost a dollar a minute
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gideongrovel · 3 months
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My tummy is feeling icky 😢😢😢😢
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x-kiwi-03 · 1 year
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Um.. um... umm.. um- UM- UM.. UM!
😳😳😳😳😳😳😳👀👀👀👀👀
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risingsunresistance · 5 months
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i have decided i am doing absolutely nothing for the smpe anniversary, sorry. i just know it will not be happening so i wont even pretend it will jhdjh
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whimsyprinx · 1 year
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neurotypical people don’t understand the importance of floor time, like sure i could lay in the empty bed but the floor beckons me and who am i to ignore it’s call?
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xxmisty · 1 year
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Forget the co-opting of popular memes, guilt-trippy ads and intrusive store alerts at the top of the dash, I think the biggest mistake Tumblr are making with their store is assuming anyone here actually has any money
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vzajemnik · 7 months
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boybossing thru today (figured out a priner + printed out stuff i have to read for tomorrow. am i gonna read it.........that is the question........)
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catzgam3rz · 8 months
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I need my body’s pain receptors to fuck off for like a week. Minimum.
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reinabeestudio · 4 hours
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everyday is pain and hell and suffering on earth (<- being dramatic)
#this is just me throwin a tantrum dw feel free to ignore ÑSKLFDLS#yomiel speaks#just a bit frustrated i guess. with my current focus. situation??#bc i do enjoy what ive been makin so far mind you ☝#. but theres also.... a lot i havent shared (self-insert related)#like the little ive shown here is only the tip of the iceberg. i got more ideas (mostly in text im lazy to illustrate lol)#and i dont share bc im just.#. idk im just so scared#like usually i dont mind it (or i ignore it). im a small account anyway. but in this case its just intimidating#even with the new sideblog its just too scary#got some hcs and concepts that might not be what. most fans agree with. idk and hrmm#like yes its ooc and dumb but im havin fun. and yet#so i keep it to just a few friends. and even then i dont share much bc its not their current focus so i dont wanna bother#and i feel so weird thinkin about sharing with new ppl ive met bc. idk how to feel about self-insert in this case.#(plus a lot happened this month that has made me kinda paranoid as hell and unsure of who to trust)#you have no idea how freaked out i get at the possibility of making others uncomfy with my s/i content (on private)#like i draw a lot of positive emotions from doing self-insert and sharing so. you can kinda imagine how it feels when im limited like this#its scary im scared and i feel kinda lonely lately#so theres a lot im just keepin to myself and idk. guess im just sad i feel like i cant share. scratches head#maybe i should start focusin on other past f/os i can be more vocal about idk. lays down and sighs
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spadilled · 9 days
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feel sad....... send asks
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wanderinthedeep · 1 year
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hey there ghouls and goblins, how’s it hanging?
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illjustpretend · 8 months
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man baldurs gate may be my game of the year
That's so hard to admit considering tears of the kingdom also launched this year. And it blew my socks off too. It's a marvel of game design. And I haven't even gotten to play starfield yet...
But baldurs gate is in another ball park for me. Because I've been playing since early access, I've had so much time to form a comfortable nostalgic attachment to many aspects of the game.
Plus because it's more niche in its appeal (than Zelda at least), following the development cycle, watching the player base grow and interacting with the community has really felt like a more connected experience. Certainly more connected than waiting in silence for 6 years for totk (not a dig, honestly it's fine and I get it).
AND it's one of the few games in a long time I've been able to actually play with my IRL friends. It's just basically the perfect recipe.
I can sing Larian's praises all day but I can't say anything that hasn't been said a million times already. If you haven't played this game yet, PLEASE DO IM BEGGING
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