#spiral amd lonely

[eldritchshapeshifter]

Oh Helsknight is Hunt coded. Oh Helsknight is Slaughter coded. Oh no he’s Desolation coded. No no he’s Flesh coded.

No /hj

that bitch /aff is Stranger and Corruption coded

I take no criticism.

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk

[pigeons-with-jello]

okay the Spiral and the Eye both are good options here because hes LITERALLY being watched by millions of people every single day. He does go crazy sort of, with everything he ever has known being an illusion though, so the Spiral has us there. Really, I think it could go either way, or possibly both as Fears do canonically work together for a good meal.

Guys what entity do we think Truman Burbank would be an avatar of

I’m thinking Spiral

Do we agree

[iamthescalesofjustice]

tma statement about how this person spent days wandering what seemed like an infinite, incomprehensible hotel, sleeping in hallways and the occassional empty room whose door was propped open as if for cleaning, but there were never cleaning staff or any other kind of staff, they never saw other guests either, not the whole time they were wandering around. their phone had no service and eventually died, and any time they tried to use a room phone or at one point the elevator emergency phone, it just wouldnt work. the punchline is that this statement will record digitally and despite all indicators there was no supernatural involvement in this person getting lost as fuck for two weeks in a single hotel. they just have a terrible sense of direction, the phone lines in the building were genuinely down for maintainence during a period that overlapped with their service provider being down, and by sheer coincidence they always just missed running into people. 

[october-freakin-gale]

And again

I’m gonna try to collect as many of the weird tags I’ve written on this blog in this post and possibly subsequent reblogs. This may or may not be comprehensive and also may or may not accidentally contain other people’s tags. Wish me luck

[beanyowl]

tma entities as shit the toddlers at the daycare I work at did:

(an incomplete list)

the lonely: after waking up from his nap the kid realized that he was the only one still at the daycare and just stood in a corner staring into space for a good 15 minutes (he only stopped when it was time for a snack)

the spiral: her idea of playing with the dolls was to take them out of their beds, wiggle them for a few seconds and then putting them back to bed. this went on for 1 hour. every day. for 2 weeks.

the slaughter: outside on the playground and suddenly you hear kids scream from the other side of the building and more and more kids start joining in and are they harmonizing??? you can't see them you just hear them scream

the eye: literally sleeping with his eyes open. snoring and all.

the stranger: just sometimes this little boy starts whispering stuff that partly just isnt words and just noise but in a very monotonous and constant stream. 10/10 uncanny

the desolation: I believe this kids only motivation to do anything is to either make a shitton of noise or just to destroy something. most of the time it's both.

the buried: this one little boy starting out as hating it every time his hands got slightly dirty and now he loves it so much that he sticks his hands as far into the mud and dirt as possible oh to carry said dirt around for the rest of garden time

the end: apparently they found a dead spider or ant (still not sure) amd individually came up to me to report first the amazing fact that they found it and then deadpan that it is in fact very dead. I dont know what it is about 7 toddlers coming up to you and tell you how 100% totally dead something is with a certainty of someone who hasnt even fully grasped the concept of death yet but it is something

[beacon-sanctuary]

Beacon Sanctuary Character trailer: Orion

'The void, a sea of black with only stars to lead the way, mere points of a chain long left in disarray. Figures of myths and legends forgotten to decay, may you please let this spider return the link of a brighter day'

High in the air sounds a crow, squawking and belting as it flies over head, it's feathered form blotting against the snowy surface like ink on a paper. Dead tress coil around a clearing in a spiral, all grasping to the clouds while its leafless limbs fall short and stop dead, covered in a blanket of snow as a crunch can be heard in the distance. A boy, seemingly no older than a teenager strolls through the winding trees, face deep in a book, muttering the words off the page. His black boots and cane strike to the earth while his crystalized breath cascades across the weathered tome ; flowing from his black, blue-star studded face. His piercing sapphire orbs lazily comb over the words, only stopping dead in his tracks as the sound of footsteps approach him. Reverberating across the trees, his pointed ears hear an orchestra of growls gets carried in the snow filled wind.

Crunch, crunch, chrunch

"Huff, well ain't that just my luck, right when I'm at a good part y'all show up~" to his groan he was met with low snarls and growls as from the cover of falling snow, there stalked a pack of shadows, twitching and snapping their bodies in a sickening and bone cracking contortion as their mangled forms glared and bore their yellow fangs. Approaching the boy with every step they took, hiking back on their hands as the magi gave them one sentence before they dove. Snapping shut his book, a wry smirk danced across his night skied face as his eyes crackled to life

"Alrighty then lil' pups, how 'bout i send ya back to the kennel!"

At this decree the shadows have a piercing howl, pouncing all at once to the boy. Who in turn slammed the tip of his cane to the earth, kicking up snow as the blast frim his magic shot him into the air, leaving the pack to only gnaw if snow left in his place.

Taking in a deep breath, the Magi closed his eyes as flashes of images appeared in his mind. An overwhelming void, swallowing everything in its path, a web of silver string cutting through the sea of black, and finally splitting to a memory. A storm hanging in the sky, scarlet pools across the ground, and ultimately the words of a child screaming "orion!" as a familiar chill washes over his body with hushed whispers slithering in his mind.

Snapping his eyes open, Orion rakes his hand across the shaft of his cane as blue magic blazes across the obsidian staff flattening to a slanted razors edge. And ultimately in a flash of blue, twinkling like a star in the sky, the magi disappeared. And in an instant down below, one of the wolves now found their head severed. Flopping in the aor is a stifled whine from the blade being all that played it off. Black and blue energy erased its body to nothing while a cacophony of snarls sound at the lost of its kin. Bolting towards the magi, the wolv's inky jaws snarled and foamed with fury, starving to consume this torch with all their might, but as they charge instead of showing worry or even fear. All that's shown in the torch's night sky face is a smug grin and light laugh.

"Y'all are makin' this easy for me~" he sang, only to spin in the air, hoping above their charge, as just like first there he goes decapitating the wolf with barely any effort. Digging his boots to the ground to halt his descent, he swung a hand to his back, and coiled his weapon before piercing the third wolf through its mouth. The shock running through the blade being non-existent. As if the blade cut through the shadow like a hot blade through butter. Though before the other wolves could attempt to make a move at him once again, he flung the deconstructing body of their fellow shadow at their feet, barely slowing one who darted out the way, and slamming directly into one who was sprinting at him face first. Tumbling the second into a heap.

Focusing on the one not slowed down, hoisting the blade out before him, Orion began to rake his blade in a circle, sparks of magic burnt in the air, as the words of the book filled his mind while he envisioned himself standing on a silver string surrounded by a start darkness.

"As the mirror reflects the soul, so to will it show the enemy its folly, meet yourself in the void forevermore, inanis reflectunt!(1.) Instantly as Orion said the penultimate words the spell sparked to life, in moments the circle filled with a black expanse dotted with rows of zigzagging stars. But as the shadow rammed into it, a constellation mirroring its exact movement rammed into the wolf, sinking it's fangs into the shadow before exploding into a ball of magic, leaving nothing, not even the snow or the shadow's yelps behind in its wake where the wolf once stood. Leaving a circle of dead grass on the ground.

Sighing as the disk dissipated, Orion's arm tremored from thd pain in his shoulder. seething with himself as a rustle was made in the snow.

'crap, that hurts, I need to be careful with that spell, the impact still hits!'

"Oh right, I got you rabbies havin' self left, well just for you, I'll make this short and sweet~" squinting his eyes, Orion looked dead in the soulless eyes of the shadow before him, he saw the pain that made it, the fear, fear of hunger, pain amd dying alone. Shaking his head, his sapphire eyes re hardened, 'Whoever you spawned from, I hope they finally have what craved, let's put you to rest lil' pup'

Crunch, crunch

And with one last charge from the wolf, the magi gave his final spell

"Sever the light in my path, leave nothing behind in my arc, sing with my blade, Tenebris, Sever!" With one swing of his blade, an arc of black-blue crescent of void energy cut through the sky in a lone whistle. Moving through the sky warping anyone's perception of its arc cleanly sliced the shadow in two, before the nature of the void consumed it to nothing.

Standing up, and cracking his back, Orion groaned snd swung his blade to his leg, returning it to a cane as he once more returned to his book, finishing the book he began.

(Art credit goes to @vv-meloyelo-vv Please give them a follow they make great art!)

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Footnotes

Inanis reflectunt: This is Latin for Void Reflect, the spell is basically this, a caster draws or summons an area where they want to reflect an opponent's attack. In the case of the void variant (which is this) the spell. Makes a constellation of the attacker and after their attack strikes the disk reflects that person's attack by double against the attacker. Though the caster should be wary when using it, it will make you feel the full physical impact or strain of matching an opponent's attack. So if it exceeds your physical limit you will wind up having a lotta damage dealt on yourself. Pretty much for fighting something back you take the physical toll for however much power would be required to do so.

Tenebris Sever: This spell is actually pretty simple, you collect the magic into your blade and flatten it into a wicked thin edge, and then you launch the attack out with a simple swing. And with this being a void variation means that it will consume and erode what it touches, unless whatever the spell hits has enough strength to withstand the affect. (The spell translates into darkness sever)

Author's Note:

Heya, hope y'all enjoy this trailer, I had fun writing it and i hope y'all enjoyed reading it as well. If you have any advice or opinions feel free to comment or send me an ask. And if you really enjoyed it, feel free to reblog it or share it with your friends! With that i hope you all have a good day!

Oh yeah if you just found this post and are curious of who Orion is, here's a link

Orion bio

[pouring-out-the-heart]

Keep getting melancholy cause I'm turning 28 this year. I'll be 30 in just two more. What have I done with my life? All the things I wish I'd done differently. All the stuff I wish I'd known sooner. It's a lot. It weighs me down and smears my happy memories into blanks that I can scarecly recall. Instead the road back is wading through muck and mud in the dark as my own terrified screams, lonely sobbing, and deafening silence echo back at me in turns or all at once. All the things that should have been better. Stolen in ignorance of who and what I am. I still don't know, but at least now I have theories and some coping mechanisms as well as medicine to help me stop spiraling.

The most that I wish had been different is understanding and compassion from others. Instead all I faced was rejection, cold, violence, anger, silence, subject changes, harassment, bullying, guilt tripping, gaslighting, and punishment. It came from everyone amd everywhere. Family. Friends. School. Work. Coworkers. Crushes. Boyfriends. Strangers. It never seemed to stop.

"You should just kill yourself."

"Why are you even here?"

"I wish I'd killed you when you were born."

"I can kill/torture you at any moment, you know that, right? And get away with it because I'm more valuable than you."

"This is all your fault."

"Stop being oversensitive."

"You're not allowed to mourn."

"You're too immature to be with us."

"You're so stupid to never notice we all hated you."

"You're not good enough."

"This isn't your home."

"You don't deserve to exist."

"Your interests mean nothing."

"You're supposed to forgive me no matter how much I hurt you."

"Your sorry means nothing and I'd rather ignore you over a small mistake."

"I won't take no for an answer."

"You're such a pretty little girl. Give us a twirl."

"Come on and have some fun! I didn't mean anything by dragging you forcefully around."

"You don't deserve personal boundaries."

"Your allergies are so fake. What a loser!"

I hear their words, but in my voice. My own hands drag me down deeper. Reaching for help once was already difficult. I did get it, but then I retreated. I don't feel like I can reach out again. I'm so scared...

[pengpongpooh]

🚫⚠ ️WARNING: Heavy negativity ahead. Please scroll away if you don't like it. ⚠️🚫

I've been stressed my whole life. But before, I had a lot of ways to de-stress. But with covid, it made things harder and being stuck with my family made it the hardest combination.

I've been talking how my family is my main source of problems.

And I'm reaching the peak of it.

I found out I'm suffering from high blood pressure at the age of 24... Still too young I think. I have high diastolic, the pressure when your heart is at rest. I experienced it after the burial of my grandma. I read there is a lot of source for it to happen. My aunt told me yesterday that I should probably check my heart since a high diastolic might be an indication of a heart problem.

Weirdly enough, my aunts are more concerned of me than my own family, and honestly I'm still appalled with myself for still being shocked of how uncaring they are.

Lately, everytime I worry or feel an intense emotion, I can feel my heart palpitations so fast and it triggers my hypertension.

I shouldn't be worried but when your family becomes the stress and not the relief, it makes it harder for me to rest my mind.

If I rest, I'm scolded for being lazy. When I'm having headache, I'm acting. If I'm trying to seclude myself and calm down, I'm being hunted down and scolded. I can't even start to have a lifestyle change because my family's needs needed to be prioritized coz if not, I'll be criticized and my mistakes will be counted. When you open up, instead of listening, they'll talk of how wrong it is or how it should've been done.

I'm closing myself off, and I'm considered a b*tch and even thought off worse.

I'm tired. I have a lot of aspirations and dreams but the passion, the will, the hope and the faith aren't there. My dreams, my selfish dreams couldn't hold me and so are my dreams involving others. Im holding on a very thin, single thread, which is God. But even I'm barely holding on.

The wants and needs of others, their demands to see me be the best version of myself is making me suffocated, wilting my spirit and killing me.

I'm just so so tired. I just wanna lie down in bed, in peace with no thoughts of the past, present or future.

In a house full of family, I feel so alone and lonely amd dark. Sometimes I wish to just die in my sleep but knowing me and my sins, I know I'll continue to suffer.

I wonder what tomorrow will bring for me. For sure I'll feel better but it'll take a matter of weeks or even a month to be thrown back in this spiral. A loop that never ends.

NOTE: I really wish for a better thing to say. For y'all to not be depressed with me in this depressing times.

I just hope and pray that you all are doing better than me, that you're all holding on me well.

[raprockmusic2-blog]

Spiraling thoughts

Loneliness. So lonely. When you can have all the friends in the world, but crave some sort of intimacy. not just meaning sexually. When the anxiety keeps you alone and the depression keeps you from even wanting to do anything. Favorite activities amd hobbies are chores now. Am i good enough for this? Is this all I'm going to get out of life? I haven't always been a good person, but i don't think anyone deserves to feel this low. Wipe your boots off on me, i can take it. Yell at me, hit me, i can take these too. It's My mental and emotional prison killing me. Need warmth. Someone to be close to me. I don't deserve anyone. Can't have a queen when you're nothing but a jester. I am nothing. Ive always been nothing, and ill always be nothing. You are my favorite. Im sorry i havent been letting you know im fucked up lately. You mean everything to me and i dont wanna bring you down. This is a roller coaster im forced to ride regardless, so there really is nothing you can do. Im just in an endless loop. Crave affection, terrified of asking anyone for it, bc i know I'm not worth anyone's time