#there's still like. a Disconnect

[theribbajack]

"Now, the vow will be honoured, and my Lord brother's soul will return."

Radahn stans keep winning, but I personally am in Miyazaki's walls rn

[the-apocalypse-is-upon-us]

are you guys seeing this shit

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Ford talking to no one on a broken disconnected phone makes me feel so many emotions and I keep thinking about Stan seeing him do something like that

Kook Ford is quite obssessed with phones, whether they are disconnected or not! He personally owns several dozen land-lines that he either found in the dump or stole them himself from restaurants, bars, or telephone booths. He's notorious in town for it. No one knows how he does it; they never witnessed him actually do it! The phones are just there one day and gone by next morning, sometimes quite literally ripped straight out of the wall.

He likes to listen to his friend and family's voices over the phone (even though we know they're not real), just like the good old days! He keeps so many phones around him because he's afraid that one day he'll accidentally miss a call from a phone, and then they would just stop coming. Then he'll have no one to talk to!

Stanford hears the phone ring all the time. He used to even before he fried his brain with Project Mentem. Whilst he was spiraling, Ford would hear his land-line ring constantly at the shack.

He was in a terrible state, just having lost Fiddleford to the portal and his brother to some car crash halfway across the states, not to mention Bill's betrayal and torment. He desperately tried to at least keep one thing in his life under control, purging his brain from Bill even if it meant drilling metal slabs into your own skull. Obviously it didn't work.

Lead delirious with his grief and newly formed head wound, Stanford began to hallucinate. He kept getting phonecalls from no one, and nobody would keep knocking on his door. The phone would ring and never stop. When Stanford went to pick up the phone, the only thing he'd hear was the dial tone (and if he listened closely, he swore he could almost hear whispering in the static). No matter where he was in the house, the phone. Kept. Ringing.

He eventually grabbed a kitchen knife and just cut the phone line. The phone still rang the next day.

[uncanny-tranny]

The hardest, but most important, part of my transition has been untangling what my personal dysphoria is, and what is more a result of cissexism.

What I mean by this is that I learned that I am not dysphoric about certain aspects of myself, my body, and my life, but my discomfort in these aspects was influenced by the cissexist culture I live in which told me I couldn't exist as myself.

It's definitely a slow process, but I have found that it helps me self-actualize and actually see myself instead of what others demand of me.

[warabola]

okay controversial take. fallen london and the expanded setting is like the opposite of homestuck lore. homestuck is like a frog boiling in water, where if you read along, all the wild twists make perfect sense in the order you're exposed to it. it's only if you approach it from a larger perspective (like trying to explain it to a newcomer) that it comes across batshit.

fallen london never stops having those moments even if you have been here the whole time and consumed the entire wiki and three games worth of lore. sometimes you've been here for years and still get sucker punched by "what do you mean, the gods' true foe is eye-eating spiders". it never stops.

[arovalentines]

but my heart is like a claw machine

[pcktknife]

IQ

[meaningless-mayhem]

Being asexual and possibly aromantic but also being a huge shipper and hopeless romantic is such a wild experience ngl. I'm always freaking out about my favorite ships and giggling internally reading ship fics, getting invested in characters finally kissing or reading about their pining and their love and I think "I want what they have!!"

But then sometimes you have a slamming realization that your sweet shipping scenarios you imagine in your head look totally different irl and that you are extremely aspec.

One time I went down a YouTube rabbit hole and stumbled across Vsauce's "Why Do We Kiss?" video and let me tell you. When I saw that stock video footage of two people kissing each other I was a little flabbergasted lmaooo

[riickgrimes]

I want to talk to you...without speaking. QUEER (2024) | dir. Luca Guadagnino

[chateautae]

hi <3

my lovelies are you still here? i'm thinking of dropping something 🥺

[thedemonscrawler]

Its Sunday! That means Magma posting!

This weekend I got to what I wanted to do LAST weekend, which was fanart!

We got Eclipse from @head-in-the-icloud's Royal Jester AU! I was hoping to get to Dawn and Dusk as well, but I couldn't find a good spot for 'em. Maybe next week!

Do you cuddle with @crazedauthor's sleepy Naga Sun from her fic Coiled Around the Fine Line Between Love and Fear? Yes | No

[front-facing-pokemon]

[not-the-coffee-machine4]

Me: *tries to see what the Queen fans on TikTok have to say*

*Jim hate*

*”facts” that may or not be actually true*

*”Freddie Mercury was bisexual-“*

*Using Barbara Valentin as evidence*

*thinking things that happened in the movie actually happened irl*

*general misinformation about everyone and everything*

Me: aaaaand back to Tumblr I go

(open tags at your own risk, there’s a whole essay in there)

[hplonesomeart]

Stabby stabby time 😌✨

(Original meme audio source can be found via this YouTube video!!)

[ruvviks]

PLEASE DO NOT TAG AS YOUR OWN OC OR PAIRING.

Nathan and Ruben share a bond more powerful than most; mutual understanding through past experiences no one should ever have to go through, and through past actions so horrible they cannot be spoken of. Their grief and the blood on their hands binds them to the STEM technology they created, which has alienated them from the rest of the world— but they give each other the comfort they have both longed for so desperately for years, and that is all they need. They are each other's counterpart; you cannot imagine one without the other, like two sides of the same coin. Through their pain, their grief, their desire, and their regret, they have become one.

anna akhmatova, the guest // bones; equinox // 'i won't become' by kim jakobsson // agustín gómez-arcos, the carnivorous lamb // by oxy // achilles come down; gang of youths // czeslaw milosz, from 'new and collected poems: 1931-2001' // 'extended ambience portrait from a resonant biostructure' and 'migraine tenfold times ten' by daniel vega // a little death; the neighbourhood // marina tsvetaeva, from 'poem of the end' // by drummnist // katie maria, winter // 'nocturne in black and gold the falling rocket' by james abbott mcneill whistler // micah nemerever, these violent delights // body language; we are fury // 'the penitent' by emil melmoth // chelsea dingman, from 'of those who can't afford to be gentle'

taglist (opt in/out)

@shellibisshe, @florbelles, @ncytiri, @hibernationsuit, @stars-of-the-heart;

@lestatlioncunt, @katsigian, @radioactiveshitstorm, @estevnys, @adelaidedrubman;

@celticwoman, @rindemption, @carlosoliveiraa, @noirapocalypto, @dickytwister;

@killerspinal, @euryalex, @ri-a-rose, @velocitic, @thedeadthree

[soulmvtes]

feeling a bit sad tonight