@spidey-bie Look, It's You /j

@spidey-bie look, it's you /j

Lucet City

Again, posted to my AO3 under the same user.

The city burned its sleepless energy through its shining billboards and blaring music. The busy energy screamed with the most colourful of lights and lightshows, sleepless civilians tore through the glowing streets and into the night.

Cars and busses moved along the bustling streets, music pouring out the wound-down windows and into the crowds of people who screamed their hearts out. Burning positive energy radiated in the form of people partying their lives away to enjoy what could be their last moment. The glow of Lucet City was unlike any other set of skyscrapers, for the pulsing vivacity tore at the seams of sanity, and such power from the people powered the city to its core.

Even in the rain, people’s energy glowed from their hearts. Songs beating in time with heart rate, burning away at the feeling of pain as a storm might rage outside the windows of cars and apartments full of joy and song. People still danced in the confines of their homes, despite being trapped inside to ignore the desolate streets, empty from the usual feeling of freedom in the sun, or escape in the night.

Music in the city blared bars from every apartment, sometimes in sync and others each with their own voice in taste. The strength it gave people passing shops was just so strong, you couldn't help but to smile away the overflowing positive energy. The overwhelming positive vibes from all the different music styles from shop windows drew people in, like a warm hug after a long day. The vibrancy brimmed out of everyone and everything, draining away the sadness.

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

Reblogs are appreciated!

It’s finally finished!!! *collapses* Goodness, this was exhausting, but….it was worth it and I love how it’s come out. I hope you all like it too!!

The song is called Crystal by Youtube’s Audio Library.

Moss City

Also posted to my AO3 under the same user.

Just over the bridge, the canyon dropped down into a valley nobody could prepare for. To scale down the wall into the fog below, such a feat had never been done. At least, not in a long time. This place, much like many others in the abandoned forest, were subject to decades of empty, aching silence. The life of people was no longer contained to the village of the valley, known in the past as Castellum Convalis - the city of serenity. Since time was passed over the ruins, what remained was almost impossible to foretell.

The bridge gently swayed, delicately frayed ropes dangling from thousands of feet above the fog that encased the town below. It looked ghostly; almost made of the fog it so desperately hung above. For someone to fall from such a height, there would be no return to above without help. But there would be no help to come in an empty city. None from a place long left to rot and succumb to overgrowth. How this place was left in ruins in the first place, there was no answer.

The natural overgrowth stretched down the valley walls, deep into the canyon below. It was silent; peaceful. Vines clung to the canyon walls, barely touching the grass below. Said grass was littered with pieces of fallen buildings, ruins stretching for miles on end. Moss and vines hugged the ruined walls, like tight-fitting clothing that would crumble the city in seconds. Everything from the castle to the townhouses was covered in a thick moss blanket.

Setting foot on the untouched grass to enter the remains of Castellum Convalis, the grass is long enough to catch hold of someone unfortunate to fall into it. The chill of fog clings to everything around, like a blanket. It's most notable on the stones that still remain untouched by both humans, and the flora of the forest. Like a layer of ice covers the surface of the stepping stones, skipping over the river shatters the surface of the still waters, a sharp crack with each step deeper into the abandoned village. It would be suspected that the floors of stone houses would replicate the same sound, but shatter at the presence of an intruder.

The first house to encounter when dropping into the valley is that of just one person. There’s only one bed, with sheets eaten away by the moths that hide between the bricks. Vines dangle from the roofless room and reach desperately for the floor. The leaves strewn across the floor crumble at the tremble of the wind. Some of the leaves stick to the wall, held up by tree sap from a grand oak that the whole house leans on.

This place, left untouched, was a tragedy. But in truth, it was a blessing. The valley was returning to its natural state; a place of plant life. And it would stay this way for millennia.

@spidey-bie playlist of your man

Hobie brown playlist scenery