nothing taking place but the place

'sometimes when you come down from the mountain you see everyone worshipping a golden calf';; minors dni

[posledniyshans]

hey guys in the Mr. Robot fandom, I have a pdf of Elliot's 'Red Wheelbarrow' notebook/diary. if anyone's interested I can drop the file in chat :))

edit: here's a Google drive link, lmk if it's broken / doesn't work for some reason

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1_KQoPd_jHjY6osaRwsjb5qozm4xgEOGd/view?usp=drivesdk

[mythtakens]

I know for a fact other dimensions and realities exist because that’s where some of you people are watching tv

[hungwy]

download killing upload pain. instant thousand deaths to brain. motherboard on murder spree. blood computer victory.

[reactionimagesdaily]

[winningmachine]

Being small Nobody quite recovers from being a child: the asymmetry of power between parents and children always leaves a trace

[grocki]

sci fi is all about getting so scared and ripping tubes out of yourself. people miss this

[grocki]

sci fi is all about desperately trying to reclaim your violated bodily autonomy. it’s all about asserting that you are a being with agency, and you can choose what happens to your own person, even if that’s ripping tubes out of yourself. and also sometimes an alien is there

[grocki]

sci fi is all about getting so scared and ripping tubes out of yourself. people miss this

[grocki]

sci fi is all about desperately trying to reclaim your violated bodily autonomy. it’s all about asserting that you are a being with agency, and you can choose what happens to your own person, even if that’s ripping tubes out of yourself. and also sometimes an alien is there

[pond---scum]

After watching True Detective season 1, I was seized by the compulsion to write a grizzled detective story, but in the style of the teenage girl diary novel.

Here is Marty's very secret diary as he solves a case, reevaluates his future, and spends a lot of time ruminating on furniture.

Word count: 15051

Pairing: Rust/Marty

Excerpt below

Monday 9:03, Middle of nowhere, highway 49

We’d been enjoying an unusually peaceful silence when Rust tipped his head onto the passenger window with a thump, and sighed. “I thought you were trying to impress Maggie,” he said, scrubbing at his mouth with his thumb.

Last time Maggie and I split, Rust and I had a row in the middle of the interstate because I was a little fixated on a voicemail message she left me and I guess he was sick of hearing about it. I could still remember my stomach churning, thinking about how ‘do you know where the belt sander is?’ could be her way of telling me that she’d found someone new who knew his way around a belt sander, but it seemed kind of funny thinking about it now.

I guess the first split, Maggie had been furious at me. And the second split, I’d been furious at Maggie. This time around I just felt kind of tired.

“What?” I asked, “you don’t think I’m impressive?”

“Nahh, I just don’t know if she’ll find the mysterious blue goo all over the bathroom all that impressive,” he replied.

I chewed on that idea for a minute. He was probably right. He usually is.

Without thinking (and I really really should’ve thought about who I was talking to before I opened my damn mouth) I said, “Do you ever catch yourself doing something you’ve done a hundred times before, and wonder if you’re doing it more for the routine at this point than whatever reason you started doing it for?”

“It’s all routines, Marty,” Rust said. “You strip that away, and what’s left of us? We do something, anything, that convinces our brain to release an instant of chemical happiness, and then we spend the rest of our lives pathetically chasing the feeling. Forming habits for rewards that have long since expired. We’re all Pavlov’s dogs in the end, salivating, but unsatisfied.”

Do you know how hard it is to stay awake behind the wheel when he starts up with this shit?

[most-sane-classicist]

okay had an idea...

Which Generic Homeric Epithet is prev

Shining, Divine, Glorious etc.

Wise

Great-Hearted

Tamer of Horses

White-Armed

Long-Haired, Lovely-Haired

Sweet-Spoken

Bronze-Armoured

Glancing-Eyed

Dreaded

Swift

Sacker of Cities

Voting ended onJul 12

reblog and answer in tags >

[mamercus]

i also choose this guy’s dead tribune of the plebs

[mari-monsta]

why is it that when im reading fanfic i feel like i have a fairly good metric for if something is characterized accurately but when im trying to write suddenly its like ive never seen this character in my life. would he say that. would he fucking say that. suddenly i have no idea

[scipunk]

Blade Runner: Black Out 2022 (2017)

[peacevine]

You Are Not Immune To fanart of characters who die in canon that has them alive and well, with scars from the wound that originally killed them

[peacevine]

[tinfoilmagician-deactivated2025]

Opening the notes and immediately taken out by prev.

[sailorsally]

I love gay people 🫶

[evrikka]

[thenwearedecided]

fuckkkk my sacrificial lamb has started hanging out with the scapegoat

[frankencain]

daily affirmations: remember to be violent confrontational and hard to get along with