Making This My First Chonny Jash Reblog. Truly Iconic

He’s the one that made that “tma fears as cats” image set

If Gerry was the Archivist he would make a slideshow presentation full of 2015 memes to explain the fears to his assistants

I have one braincell and it is unfortunately autistic. And it cant choose which old special interest to spontaneously revive. Rn its on fucking. *daria* of all things. But i think im gonna switch tracks to she ra soon. And from there it’s just a matter of time before i end up focusing in on nimona again

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What if the watcher wasnt ceaseless

As a left handed person they’re actually the worst. I went to great lengths to avoid sitting in them and sometimes still got stuck with one. They do make left handed ones but they’re pretty rare and also… not that great

Also the lockers are real

hey Americans?

what the fuck is this? this isn't real right. it's made up for tv like those metal lockers

5000 NOTES ‼️‼️

I still do not know why this is my biggest post, where do yall keep finding it

Being jurgen leitner the day that gerry almost killed him was probably really surreal. Imagine you’re minding your business, collecting fucked up books, and out of nowhere this goth guy covered in eye tattoos shows up and beats you half to death, then stops, goes, “no you’re too pathetic to be jurgen leitner” and leaves without further elaboration. And you dont correct him, you like being alive after all, and after that you just… continue with your life. And then several years later you tell this to some random guy in the tunnels you’ve been hiding in, and he not only knows who the goth was, but seems somewhat fond of the goth. And then you get brutal pipe murdered by the random guy’s boss. Oops

What is spiders georg an avatar of? The obvious answer is the web, but he *eats* 10,000 spiders a day. That doesnt sound like web avatar behavior. Maybe web victim? But that doesnt give us insights into what he’s an avatar of, because someone so powerful of an outliar is clearly an avatar

I think jon probably had a little notepad where he wrote random shit the eye told him that he thought would be an interesting fact to tell people.

(Jon trying to do work)

The eye: 👁️👁️👁️

Jon: … huh. Interesting. (Writes “jellyfish can become sleep deprived” on notepad, then continues working)

Back with more Michael angst!

The Distortion hates cold temperatures. It didn't used to, but then it became Michael. Typically, the Distortion takes whatever form it likes, though the pattern of something-that-looks-like-Michael is one of the easiest, the least complex. (It's very complex, actually, but Michael Shelley was so good at being this one specific human that, if the Distortion wants to look like something other than a door, that pattern is so close to hand.) But the instincts of Michael are interwoven into the instincts of this endless Concept, and when it's cold, the Distortion is reminded of Russia. It's reminded of a place that doesn't exist. It's reminded of a map. It's reminded of words, that he wouldn't die if he was careful. And he was careful, and he hadn't died. But what happened was worse. It remembers the last time he was betrayed before he became betrayal.

And somehow, lost in all the memories of something that both is and is not itself, the Distortion finds itself wearing a heavy coat and scarf, in muted earthy browns and greens so unlike its preferred aesthetic. Sometimes, it finds that it's crying something that could arguably pass for tears. It never quite remembers how it got to this shape.

That simply cannot do. So it avoids winters and cold temperatures and Russia. Or at the very least, it leaves the door outside, and hides inside where temperature and space mean as much as time and colour and truth.

you’re a cool guy.

A friend just called him michael delusion. How do we feel about this