#THE RADIO STATION

[pupperish]

The same post I made 2 years ago but with games, infinite games. Play Heisei Pistol Show and Aconite.

[doyouknowthisgame]

[postcard-from-the-past]

Road to the Radio Station of Sabang, Weh Island, Indonesia

Dutch vintage postcard

[yekokataa]

do you guys know about the internet roadtrip? right now somewhere between 500 and 900 people are collectively 'driving' a car on google street view trying to make it to canada. it's fun i recommend it

[pinkdiamonddd]

me after repeating the same five points I've made for the 50th time because that's how I cope 🤑🤑🤑

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

in desperate need of a superhero who has every conceivable superpower...but isn't "overpowered" bc they're mediocre at everything. flight? i mean yeah they can fly. with all the grace of a drunken butterfly, bumping into multiple surfaces in the process, but yeah technically they're flying. super strength? sure with super butterfingers built-in, but it counts. laser eyes but their aim's for shit. they've saved the world as many times as they've endangered it by making a bad situation worse. the "good guys" and "bad guys" are equally apprehensive of having this person on their team

[paracosmicka]

One of my coworkers kept quoting the hey soul sister lyrics the other day. Like not even singing it just saying the words out loud I thought it was funny

[teaboot]

YOOOOO CHECK THIS SHIT OUT I FOUND BATTERY-OPERATED AM/FM RADIO HEADPHONES

I’M NEVER USING WIFI DATA SPOTIFY ITUNES YOUTUBE MUSIC APP SHIT OUTSIDE MY HOUSE EVER AGAIN

[dapper-lil-arts]

a thing for that esoteric au of fluttershy reading minds that @zoeyhorse made lmao

[starredfishing]

lord huron will be like. anyone gonna haunt that payphone

[nutmegtales]

Alive again - Extra Jason's POV from P5

Jason watched as the being stood with a grace he could hardly believe. It reminded him a little of Dick when the asshole was showing off. All subtle strength and flexibility. But where the move would have just annoyed him from Dick, seeing this creature move like that was just a little breathtaking.

He'd expected indignation from the king of ghosts, maybe outrage when they pulled out what was really their only bargaining chip. A threat. A desperate grab at control over the situation. Yeah, he'd definitely expected anger, he would have been angry, of course he always was.

No, Jason hadn't expected the laughter that rocked the man in the circle. It was a full body affair that had him clutching at his sides and quaking on the ground. It was certainly a sight to see, and he felt himself respond. Unbidden, unexpected, he felt the familiar buzzing in his chest smooth and a bubble of his own laughter rise up.

It was both alarming and relieving all at once.

Fuck what a ridiculous situation. They were all desperate and confused and tense beyond belief. And here he was feeling like laughing for the first time in... he didn't even know how long.

The good humor snapped and Jason's burning anger came flooding back suddenly like a punch to the sternum as he watched the man step from the circle.

The air seemed to glitter and tear as raw power washed from the now broken circle, filling the room and suffocating him. It hurt. As the man stepped out, it hurt. As he walked slow across the room, it hurt. As he went to move past Jason, it hurt. It was terrible, like waking up buried all over again, like swallowing molten metal, like feeling everyone he loved walk away from him. It hurt, and he couldn't stand there and let him walk away.

He shouldn't touch the man, Constantine had been pretty clear about how dangerous this was, even with the binding of the circle in place. He reached out anyway, with his heart lurching into his throat, and his hands trembling, and his gut churning he reached out to try and halt the Ghost king in his progress.

It was like. It was like drowning... A sudden all encompassing rush of cold that threatened to suffocate him. And then it was like being held, gentle arms wrapped around him, warming him, keeping his shattered parts held together... and then fading away. Leaving him bereft and alone. Fuck.

Suddenly the mans eyes were locked on his, boring into him, seeing through him. The ghost kings hand was pressed against his own chest now, cool and firm. And he felt another wave of loneliness consume him as the mans gaze slipped away.

Jason dropped all pretense of formality. Yes okay this is probably the most dangerous being currently on this planet. This was a man that carried the mantle of death and afterlife, and Jason could feel that power. Yes this is someone he should fear, does fear. But he was hurting. Jason could feel the sorrow and loss and mourning of this man. Could feel the hurt and desperation. Could feel how close he was to breaking. Could feel it all like it was his own, like his own feelings could be without the unrelenting anger that silenced all else.

Jason moved his hand from where it had bunched on the mans shirt and pressed it against his cool cheek. The cold of it seeping through even his thick gloves.

Jason didn't have the words, but he hoped the man understood. Jason was here to do anything he could to save his... The others. But Fuck if he wouldn't try to save this man too.

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[nightvale-radio-station]

The trees made an assassination attempt upon me. They failed, but the intent was still there.

[kakerutori]

Can we please talk about how Mike has been late to something in the first episode of every season. In s1 it was wrapping up the game and going to bed. In s2 it was the arcade. In s3 it was the theater at Starcourt. In s4 it was school.

What do you guys think Mike is going to be late to in s5? My idea is that the Wheelers start going to church to kinda be supportive citizens and ward off evil, symbolically for the rest of the season and so Mike is late to church? Also for the brilliant irony? Also to establish churchgate? Thoughts??

[unknownn-girl]