The Magic Man

My name's Hanna Falk Cross! I'm 24 and I have a hammer! :D I'm a paranormal investigator. Let's be friends! [Semi-Active, also exclusively on mobile for the foreseeable future, feel free to message with questions etc]

[stayuntilthefoglifts]

I can't be all the things that are wrong with me.

[qvotable]

After years of waiting, nothing came.

Radiohead

[flowerytale]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— rhythmicrhinoceros

[ichimakesart]

You're conducting a dangerous research

Remember to bring sweets

[deep-state-partisan]

[amphibimations]

[mr-pulvis]

@falkinghannacross answered your ask:

Yo, Miles! Heh, I was kinda off the grid I guess? No compostable toilets or tiny houses or anything like that, though! Just out doing stuff. Sorry I kinda disappeared. How are you, man? Got any hot goss?

Aw, tha’s a shame, I love those tiny houses… And man, come off it– ya don’t godda apologise fer livin’ yer life!

[ Hot goss? He would have to think on that a moment, idly rubbing at his scruff as he gave a thoughtful hum. ] Uh… Was Charlie blind the last time I saw ya? ‘Cause if not, tha’s somethin’ that happened. There’s a 'Co-King’ of Hell now; weird TV-headed fella. Uh… I died, but obviously, m'better now. I know there’s other stuff, but can’t think of anythin' else off the top of m'head…

[falkinghannacross]

[His brow narrowed at mention of Charlie. And even more troubling was the shift of power down below. An empty vessel running around on borrowed time up topside wasn't really something he wanted to draw attention to, but it was inevitable. Still, it made Hanna nervous.]

Wait, you died? I'm... I'm sorry. But, heh, you look good for someone who's been there and back! Not even any liver spots! [He gave Miles an elbow nudge, a gentle joke to lighten that statement. Death was far from permanent for many of his acquaintances, why would Miles be any different?] Must be something in the water, eh? Heheh. [Okay enough of the lame jokes, Hanna.]

So, nothing much else, huh? I mean, that's not a bad thing.

[tommmmmmmm]

[ex0skeletal-undead]

Conversational Skulls, acrylic painting by drakhenliche

[aphonicchaos]

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947

[ultrainfinitepit]

Cryptocurrency? No no you misheard me, I buy cryptidcurrency.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.

[astriloquum]

Bilal Al-Shams, Sacrifice

[lucidloving]

@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

[shirtsthatgohard]

[constantinepanels]

Hellblazer, Issue #41 (1991)