Cyberphuck

AroAce Asshole. Nonbinary Nobody. Only shitposting quiets the Dark Passenger within me. Old as balls.

[cyberphuck]

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Seriously this year has sucked so much, I thought 2025 was awful but hoo boy we're taking a beating right now I'm cutting back everything and cancelling everything and it still isn't enough I finally have some postcard designs ready to go to print and get mailed off but I can't afford to print or send them so like, maybe next month, maybe next month, maybe next month, maybe ne

[razzek]

Highlights from Iron Lung with @cyberphuck

We figured out the harness! Eden wasn't a death cult at all. :D

"Concussion counter (ding!)."

"Hey gurl!" every time Elli appeared.

"More layers?! Why does he have so many layers?!" "He's from Colorado! That's his emotional support hoodie!"

"So there I was, tits covered in barbeque sauce..."

"Chat, is it okay if your metal rover is growing meat?"

(sex cult techno music playing)

(friends losing it over me just casually saying "bohandonkeros" now like it's a word you hear all the time :D)

[cyberphuck]

"Shut up you one-eyed, one-horned, flying purple BITCH"

"We've been trying to reach you about your Homo-rover's extended warranty" "Iron Lung: It's technically still water!" "We've been scanning the surface of the blood ocean, but we can't see anything... just red. Lots of red. I'm not even sure they're actually taking pictures." "Jack's time is running out! He has only twenty, thirty years to live! There's so little time left!!" "We're gonna need you to take this, poke any creature you find down there, and then take a picture of it turning angrily around to attack you."

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My finest moment(unmute)

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I’m in so much pain, too much to get out of bed, which is fine because I’m alone again. Maybe someone’s angry at me and maybe they’re just exhausted but there’s no way for me to know since all I can do is shout from the other side of the door and hope that they answer. Maybe they can’t.

Every hour I can see my own misery leaching into the water that my family drinks. The faucets are running brown. I’m making them sick. 

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I would like to post something here about my feelings but feel guilty and attention-seeking no matter what I try to say. I feel like telling people, when I know they don’t have the ability to help me, just upsets them for no reason and makes it seem like I want people to feel sorry for me.

I have a lot of bad days. Jaydee is sad, fork found in kitchen. Jaydee feels hopeless, ocean is wet. Jaydee’s in pain, must be day ending in Y. There are too many bad days. I’m always asking for something. I’m always crying about something.

And today, when I tried to let someone close to me know that I wasn’t safe, that I’d made plans to hurt myself, I got a rushed “okay bye” and then, absurdly, “I’ve been hurting since I woke up a little while ago.”

I want to tell people not to promise that they’ll be there to help me, but they insist that this time will be different. They don’t mind wasting their time and effort. They don’t mind the grueling daily task of being kind to someone who will never be well again. They won’t mind the half-fear, half-hope that they’ll finally find me dead and they won’t mind the resentment of discovering that no, I’m still here, still sick.

(People LOVE to argue with me on this. They don’t believe me when I tell them it’s this bad every day. They don’t like hearing that I won’t get better, that there’s nothing left for me to do. They hate not being able to find some flaw in my logic, some chink in the armor. For my own part I hate having to lay it out for them; there’s no point in us both feeling sad. I pretend their earnest advice about journaling or making vent art saved the day. I’m sorry I handed you a game controller that wasn’t plugged in, I didn’t want you to get upset that you couldn’t help.)

I did not expect the cheap box cutter to do more than leave shallow, itchy scratches and that was the only thing that hasn’t disappointed me today.

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... then who are they fighting

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I asked if it would get better

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It’s a literal terror, the same as people describe when they learn that their plane is going to crash and it’s out of their hands and the ground is rushing up at them at an impossible speed. The difference between thinking you might die and knowing you will. Reaching out to grasp hands with someone else on the plane, hoping for some final moment of comfort and then realizing that everyone else has vanished, the passengers, pilots, and flight attendants. It’s just you, alone, and the silver lining on the clouds as you plunge down through them is that when people finally come across the smoking wreckage, they can find comfort in telling each other that it happened too fast for you to feel a thing.

[herpsandbirds]

Chris McCandless was right.

[qthewhatever]

he very definitively was not.

[cyberphuck]

no man let him cook, I wanna see where he goes with this. Also Chris looks really hungry, so…

[thickness-protection-program]

I'm probably someone's "not this guy again" on Tumblr

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"Oh No Not You Again"

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Major Villain spoilers under the cut (I mean they're not MAJOR spoilers, but it is a sentence about who is and isn't participating in the final event of the book)

Vesper did not die but he was also not there or even mentioned during the final battle so I'm assuming he wakes up a few hours later to 37 missed calls

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Yes, I'm here for a photograph. Please make me look like someone who is going to try to poison her husband. and throw in a little Ursula the Sea Witch, too.

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Major Villain spoilers under the cut

"I had an x-ray." "A recreational x-ray?" I fucking guffawed

[tentakrule]

I just spent the last hour trying to get my crappy Acer laptop to start so I could work on some art but the old thing finally died on me. It was to the point that I couldn't even watch YouTube on 360p without it stuttering so I should have known this was swiftly coming to an end. Now I can't even take digital commissions to try and make some money that way. It would probably cost more to fix it than it would to get a decent refurbished one because of the list of things wrong with it. I am so sick and tired of everything breaking on me when I don't have the money to deal with it.

If anyone is able to toss a few bucks my way to put towards getting a used laptop, here's my PayPal:

Pay Sarah Thomas using PayPal.Me

Go to paypal.me/tentakrule and type in the amount. Since it’s PayPal, it's easy and secure. Don’t have a PayPal account? No worries.

(I checked with the computer refurb place that I've gone to before, and he has a cheap one for $289, so that's the goal. I'll be able to cover the tax at the very least.)

245.44 / $289

[tentakrule]

After receiving some incredible help, I'm almost there! The goal is in sight! Thank you for all the reblogs and help so far!

[cyberphuck]

Mild Villain spoilers under the cut

Book One Leviathan: I have taken it upon myself to... neutralize the threat this individual posed to you. Consider this a small token of my appreciation for the excellent work you've done for me. Book Two Leviathan: OMG SWEETIE GUESS WHAT