I Love (noises That You Cannot Comprehend. Your Ears Burst Trying To Hear It. You Collapse On The Floor,
i love (noises that you cannot comprehend. your ears burst trying to hear it. you collapse on the floor, unmoving.) i wish it was real
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rusty queer presents ... the fagnus archives ..
hi heres my contribution to the Ides of March
yes thats my oc and shittily drawn knives
i have no idea what the fuck happened there
oh yeah, with the new size limit for .gifs this thing can finally be posted
was no one gonna tell me that we were getting a FREE FUCKING 5* IN HSR???
"The Mother never told me it would be this Lonely..."
(au info + fanfic under cut!)
tma au go brrrr lmao
basically og elias is the web's favoured avatar (like how jon is the beholdings special little boy) and unfortunately that does Not go well for him
so because hes the avatar best suited for this shit (hes not called the fateweaver for no reason) hes chosen to become jonah's next puppet and aid in the stopping of the apocalyse
at first he was like "alr man sure" but now he just wants Out
(also i headcanon that his consciousness forms into a semi corporeal in his mind so that he'd be able to actually, yk, do the web shit he has to do in order to change fate? so thats why he looks like a twink!)
hello, hi. did you know that in 7th grade i used to steal random items from two friends of mine because of their reactions
i still do BUT—
What if I taught myself to tablet weave? I've never woven before but I bet I could just... Do it. Will report back.
Why You Should Date Each of the Entities:
The Dark:
You can't see the things that are so plainly wrong in the dark, everything is softer, more blurred at the edges. your secrets will always be safe.
The Corruption:
You will never be alone again, loved unconditionally, blindly, wildly by something that lives within you. Something that has marked you. Something that will never leave.
The Lonely:
Isn't it so peaceful? So calm? Being given your own space, living, loving in silence together. How can you be hurt if there's no one to hurt you?
The Eye:
What would you give to fully be Seen? To be understood? In your deliriously human entirety. A complex puzzle of experience and nature, dissected and pieced back together.
The Vast:
You want to be drawn in, magnetised by something larger than life, bigger than you could ever imagine. You want it to overwhelm you, the indifference in which it reacts to your all-encompassing desire. The best part of love is the falling.
The Flesh:
Meat is meat is meat. Why romanticise what is so plainly human? You are a person, made of flesh and bones, you would like to be with another person, made of flesh and bones. Simple as.
The Web:
Love me, love me not. You pull off each of the spider's legs to understand your romantic fate. It's infinitely complex, ineffable to you and your human machinations. You just want to follow the red string, hopefully finding someone on the other end.
The Slaughter:
It's me and you. You and me. Why should anyone else get in the way? I'll dig through your ribcage and curl up aside your beating heart, holding it as it ceases to beat.
The Spiral:
You don't want to understand. You just want to your hand to be taken, pulled along to dizzying adventures. Chug the slushee and relish the feeling of the brain freeze.
The End:
Everything ends. At least this way, you have more control. The relief that washes over you is no longer tinged with guilt.
The Buried:
You're surrounded on all sides by your lover, encompassed and safe. The pressure condenses your fizzing veins into hard candy and for the first time, you feel solid.
The Desolation:
Burn it down and only we are left. We are the most important people to each other and it shall stay that way, until the both of us perish. It will end as it started, with a rush of flame.
The Hunt:
You're constantly chasing the pounding, breathless feeling in your chest, craving the twist of the neck to check if I'm still watching, still five paces behind. It's presence is comforting, mingled with torturous.
The Stranger:
Fuck man I don't know how to make this one sound romantic.
well, lets try this (delulu as hell)
oh god what did i do
IT SUMMONS MAIL EVERYONE TRY IT
