#bambigabs

[squeakthemonkey]

creating my own language because of a story and...why not.

Having fun creating my own language, so far I've created a song, a list of verbs and a lot of swear words and insults.

if anyone has any phrases I can use, please leave it with me,

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bambigabs replied to your chat “Me: *follows attractive woman* Me: *likes every picture of her that...”

Ahh but which Pokémon...that is the question XD

I’m afraid that’s the most difficult question in the history of existence. O.o (Though, when in doubt, I always default to play-throughs of the Black and Black 2 storylines, because they’re just far too awesome.) 

[squeakthemonkey]

Another dream

I had a dream that I was a vampire and bambigabs was trying to save me but I thought it was freaking awesome, and convinced her I was OK.

I met with others who got some intell that something was going down and we investigated, got past hunters, nearly died, only to find out that the big thing going down was a TV trivia quiz.

We won it by the way.

[running-out]

Let me guess, we're about to go over a waterfall?

[running-out]

Darkness and Light

My dear, You shook my head clear in a scarlet breath that midnight drear.  Your eyes shed quicksilver in the clouded moonlight, lightning against your dusky skin.  Breathy wind pushed at your dress and hair ineffectually. Your heart open as it always has been but now for all to see.

They know me too well, my dear.

I remember the moment you found me, clothed in rags and crimson stained. The room was stifling; hot, dark, and empty. I lay in that room, my body littered with insignificant injuries and my mind racing. The door slammed against the wall as you fell in, your eyes hit me. So bright, so innocent. You told me you loved me right then and there. Took me away and nursed me, showing me the light and wonder of your life. But. . .

You made a mistake, my dear, my naïve love.

The blood that stained me was not my own. The shadows you saw in my eyes were not the marks of some buried trauma. Your light quieted my demons, my faithful companions. I hid them deep away from you, from your blinding innocence.

But they know me too well my dear.

Impatient they whispered from their dark confines, their voices growing stronger in time until they, ecstatic, rose up.

I took your light as you held me on that moonlit shore.

You were gone before you knew the blackness in the heart of your beloved 'damaged knight'.

My dear you shook my head clear in a scarlet breath that midnight drear. Pleasure rushed through me as my demons fed. I took your light, my dear but your innocence I spared.

My darling dearest dead, you took me from the warmth of darkness, showed me your love and your blinding light. You thought you saved me but you stole me.

My faithful companions leap and twine around me as I slip away from your world of light into the darkness that I call my home.

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What's your story?

Bringing the #whatsyourstory tag to tumblr. If you are tagged tell us five non mental illness related things about you.

bambigabs tagged me. So, here's five things:

I'm a child of Los Angeles, grew up in southwest Michigan, and graduated high school in southern Ohio. For this reason, "home" is really wherever I feel comfortable and safe. 

While in high school, I wrote two books (with the third being finished soon enough) which satirized my life before college and acted as a metaphor for a lot of the (primarily social) hardships I've faced.

I started playing Pokemon in 1998 shortly after my sister brought home a pack of cards from Chinatown. I've spent thousands of hours on collecting cards and playing the video games. I credit my obsession with a great deal of knowledge I've picked up over the years regarding language, biology, and how statistics influence video games.

Having played the tuba for 11 years, you'd assume I'd be pretty musical, right? The truth is, I still have as much trouble distinguishing between pitches/tones as when I started playing music when I was 10. It's a bit unorthodox, but I primarily use tactile feedback to play my instrument (i.e., each note feels a certain way, and I remember the feeling). 

I have an intense love for animals. I started studying psychology, because I though it'd be a good way to attempt to make sense of the universe, but I wanted to be a biologist. In elementary school, I read massive stacks of books about reptiles, and, though my focus has shifted primarily to aquatic life and arachnids, I continue to do it from time to time. (Not to mention, I have a real love for cats and dogs, which I doubt anyone understands the extent of.)

Enough about me, let's hear a bit from some of the beautiful people I follow: citrus-hearted, birthdaywhiskey, catofnine, hopeliveshopedies, followthered, sceptilite-obtained, theemperorbacon, and a-plague-o-both-your-houses.

If you feel as if your name should be on the list of beautiful people, I implore you to do the thing and tag me in it. 

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bambigabs replied to your post: Attack on Titan is getting pretty fucking intense right now…

I can't wait for the next season of anime to come out!! :)

I can't wait either! :O Where the show left off is exactly where the comic starts to get really good and things actually start to make sense