Punks Not Dead But It Is Tired

Multifandom gremlin taking life on to its fullest capacity. Screaming to the void, committing funny crimes, and kicking ass at being stupid. Follow me for random takes on life, sporadic art, and cat updates. The part of my bio that will change: Time to be creative must improve rendering skills . (updated February 7th 2026 5:58pm)

[utopians]

life becomes so beautiful when you start cooking rice in liquids other than water

[utopians]

put that basmati rice in the cooker with coconut cream and chicken stock and an entire onion that you've diced and sauteed with garlic until transparent. and some salt and pepper. Trust me

[youaremyeverlovin]

[effemimaniac]

"Uncle Benadryl's one minute rice" one minute what? awake? left to live?

[hubblegleeflower]

New Tumblr is now such that I cannot just go to the post with the recipe but must reblog the gatorade and uncle benadryl if I ever hope to make rice with coconut cream.

[serpentstones-blog1]

i literally cannot convey how long i fucking laughed after i realized that boobytrap backwards is partyboob

[serpentstones-blog1]

i really hope that this does not end up being the text post that defines my entire tumblr career

[stomachachesxxx]

illiray!!!!

[stomachachesxxx]

watch this drawing end up staying unfinished and then dumped into the wip folder💔💔💔

[mistressaccost]

white heathcliff. it’s me. margot robbie. i’ve come home to hollywoodland california. it’s so sunny. let me in your barbie dream car.

[oswinunknown]

loved this scene from iron lung /j

[teagrammy]

One thing I love about Iron Lung and its commentary about how we as a society treat convicts is that it never really explicitly reveals Simon’s crimes. We don’t know fully what he as an individual did at Filament Station, and it isn’t until much later in the film we hear him called “Simon the Butcher.” No clear reason is given for this title, but we can assume. None of that matters. What matters is that here and now he is welded into a shoddy submarine, at the bottom of a blood ocean, slowly losing oxygen, unknowingly exposing himself to heavy doses of radiation, and being terrorized by an unknown creature with the small hope he might be released. Instead of presenting information to get the viewer to question if Simon himself deserves this based on whatever he did, instead it confronts you with the question of whether or not a human being is deserving of this treatment. And the answer is quite clear.

[incel-moved-deactivated20210803]

Fuck it

[transmechanicus]

[deceasedcardinal]

[what-even-is-thiss]

I think I should make my wizard character illiterate. Just for fun.

[willgrahamscock]

KILL AI AND REBLOG AND CREATE ART IN 2026

[i-am-but-a-beta-fish]

eva: oh hey you're back early

simon: ocean's haunted

eva: what?

simon: *cocks radiation gun* ocean's haunted

[blood-bla-bla]

Mark is not a masochist, he just wanted to be flung around multiple times, break his nose, get hospitalised from getting blood in his eyes and almost drown in a pool of blood to see how much he can handle for a film.

[hard-times-paramore]

Every reviewer and critic: Iron Lung was such a drag uaaahh it was dull and boring and tedious and

Me watching Iron Lung:

Blood ocean posts

[amorphousbl0b]

The divisiveness of Iron Lung is deeply confusing because evidently a bunch of Gen Z YouTube kids are way more tolerant of a slow pace than many grown adults with film degrees

[allykatsart]

Ok so the thing about radiation is that it's hot.

Like there was an incident with an orphan source where 3 men found this piece of iron that was warm and used it as a heater. Stayed around it all night for warmth and carried it on their back. All three got really bad radiation burns from it and were often in and out of the hospital. At least one of them died.

(And if an orphan source is glowing, you're fucked. You need to throw that thing as far away from you as you can and fucking run. Your hand may not survive but you might.)

Onto Iron Lung: you remember how Simon was complaining about how hot it was in the ship? Do you remember how long he was in there for? How many pictures he took? How many times he used the camera for light?

He was never coming out unscathed.