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don’t even LOOK at me
fellas is it gay to nurse your friend back to health from his nervous fever which incapacitates him for several months despite making a promise to yourself to study languages and then later embark on a joyful and exciting journey through britain with said friend before parting ways and eventually getting killed by said friend's rogue creation because the monster recognised you as one of the things your friend holds most dear, leaving him in a state of near-death at the grief of your loss
I've been listening to the Habromania (by symphony_sonata) playlist on spotify and oh my fucking god, if the Mad Hatter's love for Cordelia is as desperate and tragic as I'll Never Smile Again by the Ink Spots, I think the mourning and longing of it all might actually kill me mannnnnnnnnnn I cannot WAIT for this game guys I'm so excited
urgghhrh dont you love it when you find the perfect words to describe something
Dark and twisted tma au where avatars spread “joy and whimsy” instead of fear
Bonus fake screenshot:
(If you want to see more of this, check out the “joy and whimsy au” tag!!)
I refuse to become another mystery.
had an assignment based on Gatsby where we have to pick a quote we feel has the most emotional weight and make a drawing or collage to reflect it and sadly it is now the most gorgeous piece of art I’ve made in 10,000 years. shoutout to them 1920s queers❓❓
I really should draw more of my Nick and Gatsby tbh
I’m convinced that this is what lisa and the creature’s kiss in the cemetery would’ve been like if they weren’t interrupted 🙄
Hey. Don't feel bad about what we did. Janet was gonna put me in a psych ward. You saved me. And Doug? Eh. We just wanted his hand. And now look what you can do with it. That hand… was gonna do terrible things. And now it’s a… it’s a conduit for the talent of REO Speedwagon. LISA FRANKENSTEIN (2024) dir. Zelda Williams, written by Diablo Cody
Kathryn Newton as Lisa Swallows and Cole Sprouse as The Creature LISA FRANKENSTEIN (2024) dir. Zelda Williams
This but Lisa and the creature
Death is temporary. I’ll love you forever. 🥀
This movie spoke to me and all the weird girls ❤️✨
@lisafrankenstan ^ go check out their blog if u like this movie fr
God, I'll never get over this. He heard her coming, axe in hand, and didn't turn around. He had no intention of defending himself. He was going to let her take his life if she felt she needed to. He didn't even turn around until he heard the axe hit the ground.
Just. The way he looks at her when he realizes she's not going to hurt him. He's so devoted to her, so in love.
I could get the clink for life, or the electric chair. But I don’t want to die a virgin.
Or signs of undeath, right?
Late to the train but those you who love Lisa Frankenstein, give this post some love whether from liking or reblogging it. Give me signs of life
september 1989 was a wild time apparently
"So turn with the turn of the merry-go-round and dance to its jolly old song. Who will you be, with a name or three, and a stranger’s face worn wrong?"
Revolutions
The Magnus Archives Episode 165
I'd keep Bronte's hands warm, but not with my hands...
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Average Avatar of the Corruption.
If zombies were real, you wouldn't first be warned by the approaching horde by their smell, by their groans, not even a cloud of smoke of the dust they raise coming closer from the horizon. It would be the flies. Hordes and hordes of insects, corpse-flies laying eggs on the carcasses of people who still walk, eating the eyeballs from their sockets, climbing across their unfeeling leathery skin. And the buzzing. The inescapable, deafening buzzing. Everywhere. Like you did not just kick a hornet's nest, but the very ground you walk on was a hornet nest, and each step caused another explosion of insects.
Insects, corpse flies, the buzzing. Their swarms blacken the skies, more horrifying than their migrating meals. The deafening cacophony of constant buzzing, the horrid noise of the living who feast on the dead who feast on the living. The buzzing.
The endless, inescapable buzzing.
tma avatars as this alignment chart
i just cannot stop thinking of jon trying so hard to grieve for the real elias after he Finds Out because elias died scared and alone to the same power that destroyed jon, because elias was also forced to watch his own body become entirely alien to him as he became Something Else, because elias and jon have both been tortured and Changed by the same man, because jon might be the only person in the world who understands what happened to him and is definitely the only person in the world who cares.
But also, jon can't think of elias' face without having to choke back a scream, cant utter elias' name without wanting to cry, cant think about elias' body without the feeling of being watched, worms burrowing into his skin, the agony of not being able to remember his friend's face, his mind being broken, hellish flames on his hand, falling from a great height, a knife against his windpipe, plastic fingers against his skin, dying, coming back wrong, darkness beyond everything hes ever known, dirt in his lungs, losing everyone hes ever loved, strings controlling his every move. He cant grieve for elias without grieving for himself. And he know, he knows, he Knows that none of it was ever elias' fault. Elias was just some poor stupid idiot who ended up in an evil place and had his life stolen by an evil man, just like jon. Jon knows elias never actually did anything to him, but he cant forgive him for the things done by his body. He wants to grieve, he tries to grieve, he does grieve. But he can never grieve properly for the man who was lost because he is inseparable from the man who took him.
PROPAGANDA BELOW.
Scottish, obviously. Some people say English, but listen. The English always get the rich, classist, classy, world-ending snobby villain man. As a Scottish person, I ADORE THIS TYPE OF CHARACTER. I enjoy these characters a lot, and obsess over them a lot. Unfortunately, they almost ALWAYS are English. Give us Scots representation in the evil middle management snob/regency watcher siren man….also Jonah’s ginger, of course he’s Scottish.
I feel like most people talk about Jonah Magnus being an Englishman, but his original Institute was in Edinburgh (Scotland) so now I’m curious
Damn.
Jonah keeping and preserving the eyes of his past hosts and keeping them in the same place as the bones
aro people who love romance
aro people who like going on dates
aro people who like being in relationships
aro people who love to cuddle and kiss their friends/qpr
ace people who have high libido
ace people who like the idea of sex
ace people who are sex favourable
aroace people who have partners
aroace people who's attraction gets mistaken for romantic
aroace people who don't mind being seen as a couple
aroace people who don't feel represented by online content about aroace people
aroace people who feel like impostors in their own community
aroace people who feel not aroace enough
i see you. i am you. we are strong and we know what we are
I have two wolves inside me.
One is committed to learning moral ethics.
The other says “Ough, I wanna be him” to any villain that serves cunt.
Was looking for some lighthearted regency era shenanigans, but woah, this hit hard.
If Augustus is Jonah, and becomes conscious, I Hope we see him break down in tmagp
Like he gave everything to the eye and it threw him away like he was nothing. He had killed a lot of people and even ones he had loved. He had to kill his humanity and even who he was for it. He spent centuries sacrificing and serving it so it can have the world in its image, So it can have power. And it threw him away without a second thought. For someone who was trying to kill it.
If the theory that the fears are different now, imagine how scared he’ll be when he wakes up, doesn’t know this and thinks the eye cut him off completely. He dedicated his life to it. Now that it’s gone, what would he even do.
I like to think that Jonah was actually a person at some point. before the eye. That he genuinely loved Barnabas and all of them. That he had motivations outside of the eye. Before he threw them away for the beholding. I like to think now that he has his original voice back, and not one of the stolen ones from Elias Bouchard or James Wright, will send him on a spiral. Reminds him of who he was. And what he could’ve had if he never got involved.
bunch of flustered nerds
((The ability to appreciate and evaluate human aesthetic is not determined by your sexuality))