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Office ASMR for workaholics.

so ready for some spooky halloween videos

“Why’d you get married if neither of you liked each other?” Before I can speak, a husky male voice speaks up from her side; “It was a marriage of convenience” and he looks over at me. A pair of amber peach blossom shaped eyes greet me. You would imagine such eyes would hold some amount of warmth in them given how beautiful they are. I have to correct you: his eyes do hold warmth but give out none when they look into mine, but only controlled looks of contempt. However when he looks over at the woman in his arms, the woman who has always been good to him, the woman he loves but…the one who isn’t his lawful wife; his eyes are always full of warmth and fondness. I grip the tablecloth tightly hoping no one notices. ‘Marriage of convenience’; that’s what he always says without ever asking if it was the same for me, or if I actually liked him. Looking over at her I cannot bring myself to say contradict him too. When I was younger I thought if I could just swing a little higher, a little further I could reach up and grab the skies and claim all her celestial bodies for myself. But now that I’m older I can barely grasp the hold of the man right in front of me. He seems to be slipping away from me daily; slipping away from me and into the arms of the beautiful and elegant woman sitting right next to him. [I see my stars in his eyes; eyes that are more beautiful than a thousand galaxies even with all their shooting furies. I knew I would be okay even if the only stars I ever got to land my sight throughout the rest of my life were his blazing orbs. I am in love with him. I have been since the day he pronounced himself as my lover and betrothed to the world instantly taking away their chance to question my supposed affair to a married man. It was that very day when he audaciously came forward as my alibi to save me from what could have happened otherwise; he became a false alibi when he realized I was getting dragged into an obvious trap by the said married man who I had actually turned down. When the world had gasped at his statement of having me in his arms the night of the incident I had remained quiet and done my best to remain impassive to my thundering heart. He could’ve left me once the tsunami had gone down, could’ve sneaked away once the public’s eyes had turned but chose to stay close by instead. He made sure to keep me close, keeping me company wherever I’ve had to go ever since. Despite being a public figure himself he’s kept his word that he had declared to the world in the heat of the moment. He’s written me vows, read them to me in presence of the world, lifted my ivory veil and kissed me to seal those very vows. And he’s made sure to keep those vows too; taken care of me in sickness and health. He’s cradled me in his arms on nights I’ve shivered and woken with a start. Without a miss he has always been there for me, shushing my fears and nightmares away, whispering softly to me while pressing his lips to my temple gently. He has been my only solace, my safe habitat. He is my confidant; knows more about me than my own parents who trust him indiscriminately knowing how much he’s done for their daughter. I am the actress but he is the actor the world never got to applaud for. When I see him with his arms around her only the sheer memory of waking up this very morning with the faint embrace of his sandalwood scent is able to keep me from letting my emotions out. You see, I can’t let my husband know that I am in love with him as I fear it would only cage him to this very fake marriage of ours. So I must keep pretending to be friends with his sweetheart for the public to believe that he and I are still very much in love. I can’t hurt her either…how could I possibly cause harm to my love’s very happiness?] twitter:@julyswillow

I love this! 😍 I never realized before this how much I needed Backrooms ASMR. This is perfect! Thank you so much for this!

I had a theory what if the Backrooms actually exist and is being kept secret from us like Area 51 and UFOs like there's a high tech company involved with the backrooms and focusing on studying liminal space we can practically do that right now with Artificial Intelligence if robots get advanced enough this upload is amazing just be careful not to noclip into the backrooms stay safe if you do accidentally noclip lol!

Never thought I would actually find the backrooms relaxing, especially since a couple of weeks ago I had a nightmare that I was in the backrooms. 😅

There's something about the combination of humming sounds you used that just massages the deepest parts of my brain. What a rad idea. Super unique. This will be in heavy rotation. I've also never heard backrooms the way it's used here. Anyone want to shed some more light on it for me? peace and love ✌ ♥

Looks like the briefing room before entering The Threshold and the main area. I somehow never saw this one pop up initially, but I'm faving it now!

Keep expecting to see something supernatural or paranormal but nothing but an empty meeting room now it looks like they just had a meeting recently and I hear sounds coming from the other rooms maybe sounds of a tv being on, radio static and flashes of a tv screen light and I hear a familiar sounding voice it sounds like Patrick Stewart is it Star Trek the Next Generation or the new Picard series, hummmm.

The attention to detail is THE BEST!!! My friend this is FREAKING AWESOME!!! 🔥🔥👊😎🔥🔥

Got sooooooo lost in this. Thanks again, great work.

This is incredible. All of it

NGL, I'd work there for hours upon hours.

Uncanny, dreary, abandonded, eerie, desolate.

Am I the only one logged into this meeting?

I'd like to think that I had a small part in this lmao.

The entrance of hell

Level 0-furry backroom the furry entity