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I made some ASMR ambient atmosphere mixes for your highly specific needs

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

1.) Haunted campout in a northern forest where strange beasts lurk in the distance and whispers of the unquiet dead keep you awake through the long dark night 
2.) The Joker is probably getting ready to murder you horribly in an abandoned warehouse
3.) Killer Croc hunts you through the Gotham sewers, occasionally eating corpses 
4.) Man has pleasant vanilla sex with a monster in cheap motel bed
5.) You’re the last gunslinger marching across a dreary wasteland after the world has moved on, pursuing the man in black across the desert while the machines of the old world still hum their death throes

6.) woman flees across frozen tundra from evil mechanical whales from another dimension
7.) frightend young boy is chased through forest by the Wild Hunt and their eldritch hounds

8.) Baba Yaga has kidnapped you and prepares to cannibalize you as part of a hearty and well-balanced meal 
9.) Drinking a stolen soda at the bottom of the Mariana Trench and burping from the highly-pressurized gas
10.) mute woman has quiet sexy encounter with an amphibious monster in an aquarium
11.) 

n00b necromancer digs up bones from a church graveyard for the first time, crying with guild and anxiety as angry spirits murmur in anger at her trespassing

12.) Hiding scared and alone in the dark as the fabric of reality is unwoven by interdimensional forces beyond our understanding, and the world as we know it comes to a dark and brutal end
13.) Amateur cryptid-hunter hikes alone through woods on a breezy summer’s day, searching for evidence of the paranormal and oblivious to danger
14.) lesbian lumberjack chops down tree in the early morning while thinking dreamily about her new wife

nyxetoile:

notbecauseofvictories:

{ EVEN IF I CAN’T } songs for getting up again

SING, patrick wolf  //  I’LL BE GOOD, jaymes young  //  THE BEGINNING SONG, the decemberists  //  KEEPING WARM, we were promised jetpacks  //  HARD AS HELLO, kimberly anne  //  LEVEL UP, vienna teng  //  THIS IS WHY WE FIGHT, the decemberists  //  WALK THROUGH WALLS, kyla la grange  //  FORCES OF THE UNSEEN, cloud cult  //  ONCE THERE WAS A HUSHPUPPY, dan romer & benh zeitlin

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I don’t know any of those songs, but the quote is pretty much my motto.

concept playlists;

winterblues:

you’re lying on mossy forest floors, slowly transforming into a nymph, your fingers are turning into flower vines, your limbs are bleeding honey & growing thick skins of sepia bark, wings sprout in between your shoulder blades. your breath sounds like the wind. fireflies litter the air above you

you’re hold up in an abandoned church, outside there’s a raging storm & a horde of zombies roaming around, pressing up against the entrance doors. you & a small band of survivors are staying inside for the night in hopes to ride the bad weather out. you take first watch & listen to these tunes on an old ipod while everyone else tries to get some rest & the undead crawl outside, awaiting the taste of human flesh.

you’re in your boyfriend’s pickup. he’s asleep in the passenger seat, you’re driving without a destination in mind & you have the window down as you let the cool night air whip against your face in a state of pleasant delirium

you’re on a rooftop somewhere, there’s 5 am air on your skin, streetlights glint like coins at the bottom of wishing wells from where you sit. you’re feeling peaceful for the first time all week

you’re lying in the middle of a crop circle forty miles from your grandma’s old house waiting for aliens to come and abduct you

it’s four pm in the afternoon and you’ve got your head in the lap of the only boy you’ve ever loved & you’re reading jane eyre & he’s sipping on tea & it’s the kind of weather where it’s just warm enough for you to pretend it’s summer & it’s drizzling & you’re listening to the rain beat softly against the windowpanes

you’re curled up in bed as it pours outside, there’s a citywide blackout and the last candle you had left has finally blown out, but you feel strangely at peace within the warm, all-consuming dark

you’re making out in the bathroom of a house party with someone that makes you feel like you’ve swallowed the sun

you’re standing amidst a city you burned to the ground. the apocalypse has come & gone. all that’s left is ashes & mortar & sad bones but you’re feeling empowered. a slow smile creeps up your lips as you realize how you’ve always wanted to watch the world burn

you wander into wonderland and now you’re suddenly being crowned fairie queen, apparently there’s a prophecy waiting to be fulfilled 

it’s mid morning but it’s dark outside from the rain. you thought the tapping on the window was from the rain but it’s actually a crow that flickers out of sight when you look directly at it

you’re sipping on cherry cola by the pool on a lazy sunday & you’re feeling younger than you’ve ever been

you’re summoning old ghosts in an abandoned parking lot on a smoggy thursday night