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a titular quandry
“The thick silence
furnished the room
with textures and layers
of movement. Hushed
hums of the AC
turning on and off
again are paced in six
minute increments.
Muted conversations
on the TV screen
end with kisses
to fill the night.
Faint creaks from sturdy walls
and old floorboards
crawl through the
stillness. Rattles
from the ceiling fan
travel, spin,
and seep in
the thick silence,
furnishing the room;
and I thought, for a second,
I heard you.


read the untitled comic and cried back at it again to ball now

Ariel Schlesinger: Untitled (Lighters), 2007
re: untitled [ pt. 1 ]
pairing | jjk x reader genre | ceo!jk, arranged marriage word count | 5.4k pt. 2, pt. 3, end

“Do you really have to leave?” Taehyung whispered against your skin, his lips pouting and caressing your bare shoulder. “It’s not like he’s waiting up for you.”
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me discussing with myself whether or not i should add elves into my book's fantasy world
"so should there be elves in our book's world?" "i don't know, should there?" "i feel as though they're important, don't you?" "why tho?" "...cold, beautiful beings that have insanely cool archery skills?" "say no more." *immediately creates an elf queen that wears the most elegant and regal clothing ever known to mankind who has been into the worst kind of battles and is left with scars so big that are impossible to cover up so you can see them and she looks like a BOSS*
INTRODUCTION (cause I just remembered)
Hello there! You may call me Untitled or Hudson (my BATIM name). My pronouns are He/him or they/them(?) and I am a Canadian artist/writer! I also like to role play so don't mind me. I like a lot of fandoms, but I mostly focus on Bendy And The Ink Machine as it had not only sparked my interest in drawing, but also history! Lastly, I like vintage and retro things :)

I always try to be on the neutral side and think in shades of grey (so I'll sound pretty annoying sometimes XD)
My BATIM Au is called: Dead And Buried!
I love drawing/writing/reading horror and gruesome stuff! Also I like reading history! (Examples: WW2, WW1, Plains of Abraham,etc) I listen to true crime and supernatural podcasts/ documentaries.
I have some conditions, but I won't get into them yet.
I also love complimenting artists and asking about their work! (I think It's pretty important to let them know that you think their art is great!)
Sometimes, I have problems processing information or instructions, so all I ask is to please be patient with me. I'm a bit of a scatterbrain. I will also get so mad at myself if I make a spelling mistake. Don't mind me :)
I say sorry a lot. Just a fact.
Feel free to rant about your OCs or AUs! I really don't mind. In fact, sometimes I'll even ask you questions about your ocs or AUs.
I do not tolerate:
-Homophobia/ Transphobia
-Racism
-Sexism
-Paedophilia (seriously gross..)
-Ableism
-Bullying/harassment
-Trump supporters
The list could go on. Which is unfortunate.
I really love interacting with BATIM/BATDR community, so please don't mind me, I mean no harm ^ ^! I also write and draw more than the BATIM fandom (might actually post stuff). The fandoms I like are:
The Still Wakes The Deep
Pressure (from Roblox)
Fnaf (sort of)
And more!
Don't feel afraid to send asks!!
Reblogs are appreciated!
Please do NOT copy my work, thank you.
Feel free to role play with my BATIM au or me (Hudson) in the asks! Since..I don't have discord and what not. Which is sad :(
I'll probably add on to my intro later, but that's it for now!
Deinen Namen stech ich mir
Dann bist du für immer hier
Aber wenn du uns entzweist
Such ich mir jemand, der genauso heißt
Wenn das Blut die Tinte küsst
Wenn der Schmerz das Fleisch umarmt
Ich liebe meine Haut
Bilder, die mir so vertraut
Aus der Nadel blaue Flut
In den Poren kocht das Blut
(untitled)
your spirit would still call for my ache
even as the pears have concaved
and the apples eaten by dust
time will still chew away and you
will still grip me down to bone
foam and crushing beneath the weight
of you have reached the end of the
message. call again and let it ring
let it run, ruin, and let it wrap
around Saturnina ㅡ girl next door
her laugh has bled through
and soaked my kitchen in green
and i do not clean up
what envy i have purged into the sink
she is there laughing and telling me that
your spirit has been through the ache
crushed concaves into my pears
and ate the dust like apples
chewing and staring down time
as it grips you down to foam
sea, breeze, and now ㅡ green.

Untilted (Four Figures), 1967, by Romare Bearden