Staring at the sun

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[quaxorascal]

Figured I might as well make a pinned post for this blog, so:

Howdy! My name’s Isidore or Iz, I’m a 20-something from Canada. Currently very into interactive fiction stories, video games, DnD, and OCs

White; Jewish; genderqueer lesbian (tme)

I’m usually on tumblr mobile, and the majority of my reblogs are queued. I describe, transcribe, and caption as many posts as I can

Other blogs:

DnD blog: chainbreakers

OC and IF blog: ice-knife

image description blog: readyset-id

[planeposting]

Stabilize our trajectory please

Pitch up

Pitch down

Left rudder

Right rudder

Left roll

Right roll

No1 engine thrust

No2 engine thrust

Flap angle

Altitude

Voting ended onMay 10

I just wanna see how we crash this plane

# of likes = # of passengers on board

# of reblogs = # of flight hours the pilots have

Good luck soldiers

[ofbeinghonests]

if you have one, tag with the "6 degrees of separation" you have with a celebrity

[gayvampyr]

“paid subscription with ads” is fucking crazy. if you pay for a service and then get served an ad on said service you should be allowed to pipe bomb its executive at no legal risk

[haveyoureadthisbook-poll]

Have you read Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller (1949)?

yes

no

I've read parts of it

I've never heard of it

Voting ended onApr 21

[fate-touched]

Visit Original Link

bandcamp | soundcloud | spotify (coming soon!)

lyrics:

plumb the cavern of my stomach want it open, want it worse scale the mountain to the summit plant no flag to mark the first cast about for little puncture marks and bear down until they weep the stuttered stillness of my heart wake the winter from its sleep

cry out for the morning cry out for a warning

I am better now for having seen the night for prowling through the purple dark until the orange sun has deigned to rise and nobody with sharpened teeth can sink their venom into me I only bear the bite marks I decide

a funhouse full of empty mirrors no one there to warp the glass reflection going ever clearer see right through myself at last kill every wolf to feed the craving I've been younger than I knew declare no promise worthy saving no favors owed, no payments due

cry out for the pack dogs cry out with a slacked jaw

I am better now for having seen the night for prowling through the purple dark until the orange sun has deigned to rise and nobody with sharpened teeth can sink their venom into me I only bear the bite marks I decide

cry out from the hunger cry out like thunder

I am better now for having seen the night for prowling through the purple dark until the fucking sun has deigned to rise and nobody with sharpened teeth can sink their venom into me I only bear the bite marks I decide

cry out for the raw thing cry out for the soft spring cry out for the weaving cry out for the sweet spring cry out for the turning cry out for the yearned spring cry out for the raw thing cry out for the soft spring

[fate-touched]

Visit Original Link

bandcamp | soundcloud | spotify (coming soon!)

lyrics:

the way the wind acts on the trees bend a little bit for me freeze the buds and shed the leaves shed the leaves

marmalade bleeding through the gaps as the sun sinks down onto the grass chainsaw shaves portraits of the past of the past

I'll raise my arms and flex my fingers stretch out my toes as far as I can set me ablaze or use me for timber if you'd warm the bed, baby, I'd warm your hands I'll raise my arms and flex my fingers stretch out my toes as far as I can set me ablaze or use me for timber if you'd warm the bed, baby, I'd warm your hands

the winter black and white and grey sing my throat raw as I beg for the day no ushering wind could force you to sway you to sway

crushing velvet and crushing ice sun through the trees hemorrhaging the light you were so many things but never contrite never contrite

I'll raise my arms and flex my fingers stretch out my toes as far as I can set me ablaze or use me for timber if you'd warm the bed, baby, I'd warm your hands I'll raise my arms and flex my fingers stretch out my toes as far as I can set me ablaze or use me for timber if you'd warm the bed, baby, I'd warm your hands

I make a hollow home for sleeping beasts my eyes are always facing east you never loved me in the least in the least

you never loved me in the least in the least

you never loved me in the least

[redstonedust]

when the allegedly cishet neurotypical relative hits you with the "well i think everyones a little bit on the spectrum" "its normal to think about kissing your girl friends sometimes" "sure i've never felt like a woman but i can't change what i am." and you have to suddenly carefully evaluate whether theyre just being dismissive or if you've unlocked some very interesting potential information about your grandmother.

[fate-touched]

[image description copied from alt text: album art for "Arbor" by Fate-Touched. a painting entirely in shades of purple and orange, showing shadows of trees on the ground. the branches intersect to spell out ARBOR. end id]

ARBOR

a dozen lesbian breakup songs about trees, vampires, and someone who once made me promise never to write a song about them.

listen on bandcamp • soundcloud • spotify (coming soon!)

Tracklist:

Midwinter Child [3:19]

Erie [2:58]

Wyckoff and Palmetto [2:29]

Arbor [4:52]

Garlic [2:16]

Things Already Known [3:25]

On Bended Knee [4:57]

Mixed Metaphor Song (Both) [4:09]

Go Without [2:49]

Willow Weep [2:55]

Sophienne [4:14]

Cry Out [4:53]

[googlygazer]

davrin didn't know what a wisp was two weeks ago and emmrich hasnt seen a live animal in 5 years but that doesn't stop either of them from being unflinchingly up in each other's business.

[alivehouse]

what do you mean you havent used mindfulness techniques to accept the state of the torture labyrinth as is yet. its like youre not even trying

[beguilingcorpse]

wait everyone out in the tags where u were when u found out about the nationwide/global covid shutdown. i was eating a bag of chips on the roof of the remote building where i was leading a retreat and i had to help break the news to 50 high school students who didn’t have their phones

[apolladay]

Without searching do you know of a celebrity* that you share a birthday with?

yes

no

Voting ended onMar 15

*Define celebrity however you'd like.

Also Hey Mick Fleetwood birthday twin 👋🏼

[fullofvexation]

after the latest Chalamet discourse, I'm curious:

Have you ever been to a live opera, ballet, or play?

I've been to an opera

I've been to a ballet

I've been to a play

I've been to an opera and a ballet but not a play

I've been to an opera and a play but not a ballet

I've been to a ballet and a play but not an opera

I've been to all three of these

I've been to none of these

Nuance (tell me more!?)

Voting ended onMar 14

For the purpose of this poll, musicals are classified as a play! Only count if you actually saw the show live, not a video of it.

[asharaks]

okay new quastion what is everyone's white whale book for 2026. the book you've been meaning to read forever and never got to for whatever reason. mine are house of leaves and the spear cuts through water and if I don't read them in 2026 they're going to put me down like a dog

[termina-festival]

t'es woke toi🫵 toi t'es un WOKE LEFT😡 tu supporte les TRANS pis les pronoms toi🏳️‍⚧️ veux-tu savoir mes pronoms? mes pronoms? ☝️qué/bec⚜️ ☝️fran/çais🇫🇷 ☝️bar/be/cue🔥 ☝️go/habs/go🏒

💙bleu pis rose🩷 toi c'est quoi tes pronoms hein?🤨 vas-y. dis moj tes pronoms🫵 👴joe/bi/den?🇺🇸 💅ru/paul?🏳️‍🌈 j'vas prier pour tois🙏

[bobakick]

inspired by a post i read yesterday which contained the beautiful the words "Hanya Yanagihara's The Long Game"......

pick an author and a title!

how's the book?

5 stars (a masterpiece)

4 stars (pretty good)

3 stars (meh)

2 stars (pretty bad)

1 star (awful awful awful. Awful)

too insane to even quantify. what the fuck

nuance/results

Voting ended onMar 4

(no "idk" button! if you get a title or an author you don't know enough about to make a judgement, keep rolling until you do!)