#choke tma

[thefleshyougoveggie]

this hole i saw on my walk in the woods is sooo the buried coded

[tivxtl]

Chester??

[tunababyyyy]

early season 3 jon + the admiral, on a mission

[avariceaside]

Space time out with @wolfythewitch's tma oc

[honkygay]

aheehee ahoo…. and as everything returns to the dirt i always fall back on gerrymike ending in blood and fisticuffs… the devastation of realising your frenemy will never be the same and the feeling of utter betrayal even though they’d been leading to this the entire time.

gerry would’ve eventually not gotten to a book fast enough and instead of finding it in a library or a lonely stretch of moorland weeks later gerry would one day find… something inhuman. he just wasn’t ready for what that meant.

[bellpipers]

The sad sleep deprived man himself: Jonathan Sims!

[touch-tone-crowley]

I spent a lot of time on the London underground yesterday and it made me truly understand the fear of the buried.

Being stuck underground in that stifling, itchy heat; feeling it suffocate and press down on you from all sides. The grinding sounds of the trains coming to a stop at every station makes me all too aware that there is no way out. I'm trapped here and so is everyone else on this carriage, with only the harsh, manufactured glow of the flickering lights above.

We are all buried down here and I'm not sure we can get out.

[flowersfrombefore]

Martin Blackwood is so fucking for real because if Jon yelled at me to sit like That™️ in mag56 I too would simply do anything he asked from that point forward including admitting my application fraud.

[oh-shit-i-spilled-my-genderfluid]

Did some digital art! It’s been a long time since I last did it

[just-a-lidle-creacher]

it is dark and i cannot breathe. i can feel the dirt surrounding me on all sides. i don’t know how i got here. i remember the hands. hands on my waist, hands on my chest, hands on my throat. i remember the choking sensation i felt every second of it, that awful fear. i couldn’t breathe, i cannot breathe. i cannot see. i remember a hand on my chin, bringing my lips up to meet his. it wasn’t always like this. there was a time before, before he was so breathtaking. we were friends before we became lovers. we were lovers before the choke. i remember when he first started to smell like dirt. the earthy smell was so strong i could barely breathe. i almost thought he was seeing someone else behind my back, but no. it was just him. i got used to the smell, i got used to the dirt under his fingernails and his far too chapped lips. i loved him far too much to leave. but i should’ve. if i had left, i wouldn’t be here now, with dirt in my lungs and my throat and my mouth. it coats my skin and ears and eyes. i have no mouth, but i must scream. i cannot scream, for the dirt keeps me close. i miss my lover, but he is here with me. holding me close in the heart of the choke.

[freindsssssss]

Listening to metal and being autistic is a fun combination because I already can't tell what people are saying half the time so it's like. Youconsee California wiowarrlon Brando's eyes? Fire lyric. Efees blight tryatamylife I doooobeeloSTORM? I agree how relatable. UHDIHHUDHUSJUTGQYHIK? You said it sister. I too was a worm before I was a man.

[catschimericalcreationsmisc]

Tales from the Gas Station: Tales from the Road

"Rosa’s cousin Bernie had gotten mixed up in a “situation” with a cursed cassette tape that never reached the end no matter how long you fast-forwarded. Evidently, it told people how and when they would die. (But after a little research and experimenting, we discovered it wasn’t prophetic. Just really good at guessing. So, not really our thing.)"

Jack Townsend is like the exact halfway point between Joshua Gillespie and Jon Sims. Not quite savvy enough to ignore the singing coffin, not such a nosy posey that you accidentally turn yourself into an eldritch abomination.

[thegirlwholikesstims]

the buried

with dirt, cave, and coffin stims

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divider by @saradika-graphics

[magnapinna-sp-a]

The magnus archives has me curled on the floor, scratching at my skin, fighting back tears and then i'll get up like nothing happened just to repeat it over and over again in this sisyphean loop of me straddling the line of insanity and sanity like it's a mechanical bull.

God forbid i even think of it in public because this tragedy horror podcast has made me almost cry if i see an archive

[the-witchy-sideblog]

Underrated portrayal of Choke is gossip and drama. Ngl

Lots of thoughts in the tags

[ashlesnek]

archive? WORMS?? TAPE RECORDER???? im normal im normal im normal