Aaliyah, Hassan, Ayesha, And Dr Gears! I Can't Remember If I Posted This Page Already So Here It Is Regardless.

Sex is when you push your finger into someones open wound and they make a pathetic little moan in response

if ever you find symbolism in my writing please tell me i’d like to know about it too

I. Forgot to fill in his tie. Pretend it has gear patterns please

All of my pages have been blue-themed recently

I need myself a polycule of evil scientists so we can create cyborg child together and raise them in love and hiding from the government

"Oh, he's cinnamon role coded! He's so soft boi!"

OK. Is he Jesus Coded?

Cut the yaoi and get back to God.

I wonder if Augustus as a narrator is meant to give us remnants or calls to the Magnus Archive Fears? Like his first statement was textbook Slaughter, this new one pulled aspects of The Lonely, The Spiral, The Corruption, and The Web without offering anything we couldn’t attribute to the original fears. Obviously we’ve seen non-Augustus statements that point or could align to things like The Vast, The Hunt, The Spiral etc.. but other than Lady Mowbray’s statement, all have felt off, or turned on their head in some way. Makes me wonder if his role is to point out aspects of the original universe in this new different universe.

there is something just so damn compelling about Lonelyeyes as a deeply, deliberately harmful relationship, as a vessel for fear, for feeding.

every time they're together Elias knows Peter can barely stand his company, knows he'll be leaving both soon and abruptly, knows that Peter will never truly give himself away. he knows that his archives are full of letters from friends he left to die or killed himself, knows that his closest companion is an avatar of Forsaken, knows that he truly has no one left but himself.

every time they're together Peter knows Elias can see him, see all of him laid out and plain, all his most private thoughts, all his hopes and his fears. he knows there is always, always a chance that Elias is watching him whenever he is anywhere but the Lonely itself. even on the Tundra, tucked away in his private sanctum, he can never truly escape it, but that fear is so much worse here and now, with Elias' eyes (Jonah's eyes, really) on him. it is undeniable that he is seen, and known, and judged.

Elias knows that Peter understands exactly what he's thinking when they're together, that he knows all the sentimental weaknesses he's tried to cut away. Peter knows that Elias will never truly care for him, that at the end of the day he will always be another piece on Elias' chess board, practical and expendable.

they both know what this is for. they need fear, and they do, at the end of the day, want each other (in certain ways, in painful ways, always too much or too little), and they are under no illusions about what this means to the other (Elias knows what it means to Peter, of course, and while Peter doesn't have any supernatural insight he's no fool), and it hurts, and it's meant to hurt. it hurts, and it sustains them, and when they go their separate ways they can't help but wait for the next visit with longing and fear alike.

Can you imagine how quickly tma would have concluded had Jon and Martin gotten together early enough for Martin to simply kiss every horror better? Devastating worm injuries put in their place with a lil kissy and Jon's sooo mentally stable. the end. Manic paranoia soothed and settled with a lil smooch. The end. Stab wounds cauterized with a lil kissarooni. The end.