#i will burrow underground

[gideonisms]

LinkedIn please bring me jobs that are. Quiet. Everyone in this world is too loud and it genuinely makes me want to cry those shrieks of laughter are stabbing me in the very soul

#beginning to think the only way i will get some peace and quiet is in the cool darkness of the grave #you ever come home and cry not for any real reason about an event that happened but just because people were so loud all day #since birth all i have wanted is a nice quiet spot to chill on my own and my life's great tragedy is the extreme difficulty of finding #such a situation #i will burrow underground

[phykoha]

I have made a community discord server.

When will I think it's good enough and get over my anxiety to post it to the public?

Good question.

#blah blah blah #hjdshgjdshgj who knows #certainly not me #if we're mutuals ig you can ask for an invite but I cant guarantee I'l respond bc I'm a ball of nerves and I will burrow underground

[venturelovebot]

hmmmmmmmmm venture Overwatch save me

save me venture OVERWATCH

#rambles #low quality text post #they can't save my ass when i follow them to make sure they're safe only to burrow underground and leave me stranded #it's my own damn fault but i'll never learn because i'll follow them like a lost puppy every time

[malewifeph1lza]

thinking abt. him <- my qsmp oc and his little egg

#his egg (solace) can’t fight. he barely speaks to people. he’s got NOTHIN going on upstairs #and he has. a little chicken hat :] #uses more body language than anything which is an impressive feat on its own #he likes birds and farming. likes big clothes. he bites #and king (the oc not me) is just so. crazed bird man with trauma that made him so afraid of the skies he burrows underground instead #he is . everything to me #debating if I wanna have him had been there during ender kings reign and that’s why he left the end before it was flooded #he named himself ‘king’ after the guy as a sort of ploy to seem intimidating. this did #not work #so now he’s stuck with the name #colt posts #im so stoned I’m rotating him so fast I hope people like the him <3

[sunny-m00n]

THEM!!!! <3

#sunny screams #sunny’s art #*insert pain while trying to make a lil species not look like an enderman interpretation* #Fun fact about these guys! They have venomous fangs that secrete a highly toxic venom that can kill quickly if gotten into the blood by sto #ping the heart on the top row of teeth! And the bottom fangs have a cure for said venom that also works as a tool for numbing people for me #ical procedures! #They also are partially made of magic so their society’s technology mainly relies on magic and sigils! #They are also sensitive to light so they are mainly nocturnal and their underground cities and burrows are lit by dim glowing floating orbs #made from magic and rocks! #(I love writing species biology and lore if you can’t tell :])

[hobimo]

this is because im a massive nerd but i think if you're going to write an a/b/o you have to at least have a solid understanding of wolf behaviour and biology if you dont at least keep up to date with the latest research. yes this about how people always write wolves as ambush hunters as if they aren't literally persistence predators

#pleaseeee stop making wolves pounce #pleaseeeeeeee #the pounce you are thinking of is when they sniff out a burrow underground and they're trying to get in there #similar to a fox #but the wolf hunting strategy is to run their prey into exhaustion so they're too weak to fight back when the wolves descend #also wolves do not have a killing bite like a lion or tiger #its very romantic to believe they do but wolves really do just start eating their prey alive as soon as its down #sorry this is like my pet peeve in a/b/o. #i get the trope is inherently ridiculous but come on. lets hold hands and make an effort #also wolves cant bark i dont know why people have no trouble imagining a wolf barking but. they cant #barking is a domestic dog thing #also solid black wolves are an indicator if interbreeding with domestic dogs #which would be fun to talk abt in a fic..... if people would bother doing a wiki search #ah yes your big strong black wolf alpha is . not even a pure wolf </3 #devastating </3 #ok im done being annoying please see the unfollow button at the top of my blog!

[bugfail]

Got like. at maximum an hour of sleep and apparently my first period got switched out to gym I think I will simply pass away

#it's January I wanna burrow underground and sleep... whag.... #I cann ask for a schedule change but deez louise

[seokjinsonlyone]

it’s been hours and i still haven’t gotten over this

#jhs #like WHY does hobi have the ability to scramble my brain #like clearing all other thoughts for WHAT #but just like HIS STATURE #AINT NOBODY EVER STAND LIKE THIS #HOBI INVENTED SIHLOUETTE #HE INVENTED PHYSIQUE #THE FIRST TO EVER EXIST REALLY #like i just feel like i should never round another corner again bc i will not do it in the same manner he has #if i was an ant that was like two feet tall i would burrow underground crawl to his base and take him to my lair

[swagging-back-to]

heres the ladies today + the first posted pic of what their tank looks like right now.

i bought some millet sprays while shopping and it's one of my bettr investments for them. as you can see ginger, dhal, and clove are going nuts for them.

it isnt the most naturalistic or well defined tank but i think it has more than the normal amount of enrichment.

#so mad that they keep trying to bury their house tho #like. #i got a small table for them to have an underground burrow. USE THE FUCKING UNDERGROUND BURROW #SO USE THE UNDERGROUND BURROW INSTEAD OF TRYONG TO SUFFOCATE YOURSELF. #i ripped up so much egg cartons and cardboard to give them soft bedding in their nesting areas without the aspen chips #because karyda and jasmine are very sensitive to the smell and would rather nest on straight up glass than be on the woodchips #but bc of this i had to fill in the area with wood shavings again #like ugh. #if you had just not been stupid you wouldve had a completely allergen free nesting area BUT NO #BUT NO. #they love their hammock tho which is surprisign because everytime i initially add it to their cage they go #feral trying to rip it apart. #but ginger and clove LOVE IT. #theyre in it all the time #im debating getting another platform (taller one probably) for the wheel bc they keep burrying that too and it hits against the glass #super loud at like 3am #and also 18 inches of height is way more space than i assumed. #the ladies

[possibly-in-wonderland]

me everytime i play minecraft and see a mountain:

#*diggy hole plays majestically in the background as i ready my pick* #granted this past world i made tree platforms #but i still burrowed underground

[space-cat-in-a-teacup]

So was anyone gonna tell me that there’s a Tremors reference in Bugsnax or was I just supposed to zone out to a playthrough of the game myself?

#my tumblr my talks #I'm like 99% sure it's a Tremors reference at least #worm-thing in desert burrows underground but can't go through solid rock? #COME ON #anyways #bugsnax #I guess??

[rubysparx]

once again not tacking it onto the previous posts but like. I wanna talk abt this

As a disclaimer I have not actually seen apotheosis in full (yet) so feel free to ignore me, I have consumed as much canon content as is possible for me at the moment as well as good ol’ second hand tellings and analysis of the story.

THAT SAID.

Peter and Exandroth is not even the traditional ship to me, it’s not even like eldritchstrings where they’re just soooo toxic for each other. It’s like.. Peter and Exandroth hate each other but they are each other but they’re nothing without the other but they’re something with each other but they HATE each other but they’re best friends but they hate being the same person but at least they’re both finally Somebody but who are they anyway can’t they be a what but they HATE each otherrrrr . Erm

What I mean to say is it’s not even a cut and dry “there is romantic love here” kind of ship. It’s like.. they need need each other so much, or they manage to develop this fucked up friendship. They’ll always hate each other but on that same coin they’ll always have each other. Until of course, they don’t. The weirdest and most uncomfortable grieving period you’ve ever conceived of simply radiating off of Peter. Maybe Peter’s just a good person, maybe he just misses the company and it doesn’t matter who it was- but he’s not alone anymore. So why does he miss the company? In a weird, fucked up sort of way? Why does this absence mean anything? Why is it.. almost tragic. He tells himself he’s just a good person, that he’d mourn the death of anyone. Right? Were they friends? When he’d ask he’d always get told no, of course sometimes Exandroth would ask and Peter would be the one saying no. No, they weren’t friends. He wants to ask again, maybe the answer would change, he knows it wouldn’t. It doesn’t matter. Theres nobody there to ask anymore. Maybe Peter has a habit of talking to nothing these days….

What I mean to say is- and let’s just call it fallenangel for now unless I come up with something else (I was thinking something to do with particular rocks but idk yet I’m not good at this)- fallenangel is less a romantic ship and more.. two outcasts who’s relationship with one another is so imperative to their own individual identities that they feel as tho, at times, they are one identity. One thing. One person? One.. couple? In love? No, in hate. In desperation.

(Also. @eldritchstringsyuri and @apple-the-bluebird bc I’m talkin abt things you said so it feels wrong 2 not let u kno lolz- sry if this bothers u !)

#jrwi #<- tagged mostly for my own organization #actually very nervy to say this out loud but we rolling with it #as an aside one of my favorite aspects of my #Peter design is the bracelet he wears #it’s one of those pebble bracelets- always cold #when you buy it they try to tell you it means something or it’s from somewhere special #or maybe it’s good luck #I think Peter can tell it’s just granite and dirty quartz #probably wasn’t found far from here #he doesn’t really care tho he likes to twist the beads when he’s nervously #click them together.. I think he does that a lot now. talking into the air #once again forgetting no one is there to respond… #ok that’s it that’s my long jrwi analysis post for the month I go back into my burrow now #back underground goodb ye

[s1renidae]

grrrr i hate having so many cool Ideas and lacking the technical skills to bring them to life i wanna draw my cool ocs in their cool horror-fantasy world

#do i make a post rambling about these 2 ocs im making in my brain rn #i might just use these tags actually fuck it #so post-apo fantaasy world where the entire ecosystem was burned down to a point where it could no longer support any plant life #so instead of lichens and shrubs and trees coming in to establish themselves in the aftermath the primary successors are parasitic fungi #that release their spores into the air and rapidly take over any living thing they can touch #so then all the pplant life that grew in were things that could adapt a symbiotic relationship with it #im thinking like. all these giant trees that host the fungus in order to respirate vis a vis coral + coral polyps #do you feel me do you see what im going for aesthetically here #so nayway in the immediate aftermath of the big apocalypse event the surface was completely inhospitable #if you somehow survived the extreme temperatures and unfiltered radiation you would die from coming into contact with the spores #so the royals and nobles used all the magic they had at their disposal to take their kingdoms out of the earth and suspend them in the sky #yes i have zelda brainrot rn tthanks for noticing. anyway #magic in this world isnt Tameable its treated as a wild living force/elemtent and always has a cost of some kind #we're operating on fae rules ok humans learned magic from the trickster nature spirits that exist in complete harmony with it #but because theyre trickster nature spirits interacting with them was outlawed #those who had learned were sworn to their kings and magic became strictly reserved for those rich enough to afford tutelage from them #if you were caught using ''untamed'' magic you either swore yourself to the king or you were imprisoned or killed depending on age/status #anyway all the royals and nobles are in their little sky kingdoms with magic barriers to block the radiation #and everyone else who didnt die burrowed underground and created massive underground cities that eventually built back out #so fast forward like a century or so #the ecosystem has adapted and the atmosphere was somewhat repaired by the efforts of the royal magic users #(the kingdoms use this as a way to claim authority/ownership over the entire surface) #so now the surface is somewhat more hospitable with the right precautions #so ok the ocs. an artificer/healer who payed the price to make it to the surface and learn from the fae #he learned magic to combine it with the mechanical knowledge he got from his inventor parents and use it to help people adapt #at the cost of never being truly known or loved by another person #so no one including his parents can really remember him beyond passive recognition #except for this secret society of other people who paid the same price for magic. AND for his childhood best friend #check notes if for somereason u wanna know more tumblr is a bitch and wont let me add all my tags

[mobydyke]

remember when beau got chomped and taken by a giant insect and we all thought matt was going to kill her at a live show? iconic c2 moment

#listening to the eiselcross arc on this road trip and thinking about her <3 this was so funny #marisha: please don't kill me at a live show #matt: the creature holds beauregard's unconscious body in its jaws and burrows underground‚ fleeing #ace txt #critical role #beauregard lionett i miss u

[arcenergy]

also no one cares probably but the blanket i gave zilly is a little symbolic because we used it a lot for my pet dog (real max stans remember rusty) and it felt appropriate 

#misc #i admittedly felt a little guilty over getting a cat because of it but if im able to help rescue more animals like my dog then why the hell #wouldnt i do it you know so #i love aminal. #my hermit crabs are doing great btw they got new shells and are doing their hermit crab thing (burrowing underground and eating leaves) #the apartment of maxwell is turning into a zoo

[homosociallyyours]

hi!!

121. “My friends get annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes” but there's a twist 👀

A TWIST!!! hmmmmmm

I'm taking this to kid! HL fic so obvs they're not romantically involved.

This got longer than i meant for it to and it's behind a cut bc it's a little creepy 😬

As soon as he'd finished the fish finger sandwich his nan had made him for tea, Louis dashed out into the back garden, eager to get back to playing beneath the tree near the shed. Or at least that was what his nan thought.

Louis didn't see it as playing; it was actually very serious work. Sweeping the dirt off the largest piece of glass, he knelt down and peered at the ground beneath it, searching for signs of life. He pulled a spoon from his pocket, prying the glass up with the handle and setting it aside, careful not to cut himself.

"How's it look?"

Louis turned to find Harry standing over his shoulder and staring down into the hole with him. His yellow t-shirt looked far too thin for chill in the air, and Louis could practically hear his own mum's voice reminding him to wear a jumper that morning.

"Aren't you cold, Hazza?" He shrugged off his jacket, holding it out to Harry. "I've got more sleeves than you. Borrow mine."

Harry just shrugged. "Doesn't bother me," he said taking the jacket, "but thanks, Louis." The sleeves fell over his hands and he shoved them up before joining Louis on the ground. "Is there any growing?"

Louis put his face right next to the first of the holes the two of them had dug, examining the dirt for signs of life. There were bugs, of course, but other than a few dried up roots from the weeds they'd pulled, there was no plant life to speak of. Louis poked his finger into the soil, burrowing as deep as he could before shaking his head.

"Can't you get another seed?" Louis asked, taking his finger from the dirt and rubbing it on Harry's cheek. Harry laughed, slapping his hand over the spot it left behind.

"I can try," Harry said, looking up at the sky for a moment. "They did say there's not much time left, though."

Louis had never met Harry's parents, whoever they were, but he thought they didn't sound half as nice as his own mummy. For one thing, Harry never called them anything but "Them," never mummy or dada or anything like that, and they were very clear that Harry was only allowed to play with Louis if they worked on growing things in Louis' nan's back garden.

"They said dig deeper," Harry said after a moment. He shook his head as though a fly had buzzed his ear, and then pushed his hands into the dirt, face twisting with disgust, until Louis handed him a spoon that had been left outside so the two of them could dig together.

They dug in silence for a while until Louis needed a rest, sitting back on his legs and spooning out the loose dirt idly as Harry kept digging. "You know, if the lads could come and dig, we could make the most holes. And they'd be deep, deep."

Harry shook his head. "It's just us," he said with a shrug. He paused his digging to look back at Louis, his eyes greener than the grass that didn't grow back by the shed anymore since they'd started planting all of his fat red seeds in the holes they dug every day.

Louis looked back down into the hole, staring at an earthworm as it wriggled out from the loose dirt. "My friends get annoyed by how much I talk about you sometimes," he said, scooping up the worm with a pile of dirt and tossing it aside. "If they met you, they wouldn't."

Harry stopped digging abruptly, taking Louis' hand in his own. His palm was warm and dry in spite of digging in the cool dirt; Louis shivered. "No more talking about me." He shook his head, his eyes wide and frightened. "Don't talk about me, Louis."

#1d #ficlet #kid ficlet #alien! harry #open ending #unsettling ending #i don't think anyone else can actually see Harry #nor can they see what HL are getting up to behind the shed #but in my head it's an alien invasion attempt #and every 'seed' that gets planted is a little alien egg that's gonna burrow deep underground where they're building their new home #they need hot temps so they're headed for the core #anywayyyy byeeeee