IRON LUNG (2026) dir. Markiplier

shark vs the universe
DEAR READER
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Misplaced Lens Cap

PR's Tumblrdome
taylor price
styofa doing anything

Discoholic 🪩

izzy's playlists!
Acquired Stardust
Peter Solarz

Andulka
Sade Olutola
we're not kids anymore.

oozey mess
AnasAbdin
Game of Thrones Daily
Cosmic Funnies
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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@meuliliac
IRON LUNG (2026) dir. Markiplier
「 I just want to live, is that so wrong? Why doesn't anybody else want that?」
something, something, he died but not at the bottom
the slow casual creep of misogyny back into every point of our lives both digital and physical is making me feel fucking insane
Sometimes the rats in my brain come together and start yelling “YEARNING” and in trying to appease them I ask “FOR WHAT” but they are too small so all they can say is “YEARNING” which is a very big word for such a tiny creature, even collectively
I loved this visual so much I had to doodle it.
ratratratratrat
[ID: 10 blinkies of different pride flags, with the name of each label written in pixel lettering. In order, they are xenogirl, neopronouns, urancurious, greyromantic, apothisexual, panplatonic, demiplatonic, demisensual, platofavorable, and otherhearted. /end ID]
blinkie requests for @fleeglefazbeagle!
this pose is so cute... ignore the ominous logo </3
i only really tolerate being touched by certain people and i’m projecting onto zayne and thinking he’s the same way.
too-friendly patients clasp his hand as they thank him, and he’s bristling so much he barely processes their gratitude. he takes a step back, gentle but firm, and sends them on their way, trying to look past the confusion on their faces.
the only intern who doesn’t fear him aces an assessment one day. but when she bounds up to him and asks for a high-five, he can only spare her a curt nod. her dejected flush replays in his mind when she shrinks away from him in the hallway.
he questions his personhood when he retreats from the pediatric patients’ eager touches, their tiny hands reaching up to grab at his stethoscope. shouldn’t he like this? shouldn’t he chuckle and beckon them forward? shouldn’t his heart fill with warmth? that’s how he hears greyson describe it. that’s how he sees the nurses act. so why can’t he do the same?
it’s only when you touch him—when you hold his face, kiss his nose, or wrap your arms around his waist—that his worries fade away. your touch is good. safe. familiar. he craves it, he seeks it, he leans into it instead of shying away. in your arms, he doesn’t bristle. doesn’t wonder if he was meant to be a recluse, never to be touched by another hand. in your arms, he feels a little more human.
Love him 💘💜
im extremely devout but nobody can figure out what im worshipping
hello guys my name is Markiplier
Had a realization this morning.