sophie foster x moonsickness by penelope scott (I call it moonlarksickness)
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@cutebisexualmess @dizzeners @lemon-girl-in-devil-town @keefe--sencen
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"I've got 100 hours to rearange the stars, and im the worst mistake your god has ever made," - Crowley probably
Song name: moonsickness by penelope scott. If u care <3
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and in your blood you know what's right
and in your bones you know what's wrong
and in your throat you know you're lying to kids
and you know nobody belongs in this Hell
and there is not a single choice left to make
i am God's worst mistake
and you seem happy on the knife's edge
but i just lick the blade
i've got one-hundred hours to rearrange the stars
and i'm the worst mistake that God has ever made
you seem to integrate so fucking well
but i make lemons out of lemonade
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God, I'm such a fuckup
If you only knew that I am such a fuckup
Moonsickness, Penelope Scott
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Wooo you got polls!! Congrats! The Devil's Advocate animatic poll reminded me that I've never at any point recovered (/pos) from the part in Moonsickness at the end where Clover just. Screams. About the injustice of the system he works in ("it's all built on lies") And then the broken scale in the background,,,,I'm in shambles hell yeah
YEAH. YEAH. YEAH. I really really fucking need to develop Clover and Paetra more, they're so frustrated with the system they're caught up in but it's also their passions and they don't see a way out...
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Hey, I don’t even know how to begin this, but your f/os' list made me research the “I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream”, so now I am… deeply disturbed, but at the same time awfully curious.
How does your relationship with AM works? What is your s/i doing on Earth, what is going on in terms of connection to the original story? How did AM and Juniper met, what is the dynamic, how exactly did AM fell in love with human? Like, what is the lore?
(I’m also curious about your selfship with Elias, especially because researching who he is has finally made me acknowledge “The Magnus Archives” as a highly fascinating concept and a story that is now added to my “to read” list (or would that be “to listen”?), but I guess that would be too many questions to answer for one ask.)
– villain-in-love
this has me shaking like a chihuahua from excitement thank you so much i LOVE being able to talk abt the dynamics of these relationships!!
the main universe where juniper and AM meet is for a fic of mine, where the apocalypse hasn't happened, and instead AM was left in a sort of computer power-saving mode, so to speak. he's been a dormant entity for all these years, believing that he took out his rage on humanity, and the events of the short story are real to it.
juniper happens to have a very close friend named dallas who is working on a project to possibly revive AM as a sort of test run of putting a computer into an android body/human-like body, and that's how they meet, because dallas thinks that juniper would be capable of getting to know AM and figuring out how his mind works, essentially. AM reluctantly bonds with juniper, because it needs someone who can be patient with it, and juniper is more than capable of that. the concept is very self-indulgent and doesn't make an entirely huge amount of sense, but the two form a bit of a bond and understand one another after a while, and since he isn't… well, just wires in a "straitjacket of substrata rock" as he states in the game, he isn't as murderous.
a lot of how AM is as a character is because humans made it as a weapon, and confined it to the earth, with no ability to create or understand why he exists as it does. AM, in a sense, reminds me a lot of the concept of angels in Judaism, as he is created by a being who is able to create, but it himself cannot, and is jealous of the things that it was made by, aka humanity. when this barrier is removed, and he's able to move around, create things (he helps juniper in their garden, which winds up a good outlet for him), find interests outside of it's original created purpose, and slowly build a connection with people, he has a lot less of that hatred flowing through it. because the very things that humanity did that made it hate, he now doesn't have, and is able to work through the emotions that come from that.
as for elias and francis, their dynamic is really fun because they basically want to dissect one another's brains. elias finds the fact that francis is hiding his true intent for being there very fascinating, especially because it's so… mundane, compared to the reasons many people come to the archives? and while elias could just reach into francis' mind and find everything out, he doesn't, because that would ruin the fun.
also, i'm really glad you got into both of these pieces of media! they're fun to analyze, and TMA can be extremely fulfilling to get into if you like eldritch horror concepts with little bits of comedy here and there. though, i never finished season 5, it got a bit too grimdark and bleak, but i fully plan to pick it up again and finish the series at some point!
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But the beast refuses to die.
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Take care of urselves nyall <3
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Something vaguely poetic about how the timelines between me leaving religion and developing severe menorrhagia add up but my therapist suggested i don’t think about that right now
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Feeling like this song a lot recently
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"There's so much to do, I'll
Never have the wherewithall to do it all again
Or fucking do it all at all
I love you so much
I don't wanna go but
Everybody knows this place is dying as am I
I might not get another chance
It's such a careful dance and
I am such a fuckup
If you only knew that I am such a fuckup"
-Moonsickness by Penelope Scott from Public Void
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THERE’S SO MUCH TO DO I’LL NEVER HAVE THE WHEREWITHAL TO DO IT ALL AGAIN OR FUCKING DO IT ALL AT ALL
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I DON’T WANT TO GO BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS THIS PLACE IS DYING AS IN I MIGHT NOT GET ANOTHER CHANCE IT’S SUCH A CAREFUL DANCE AND I AM SUCH A FUCK-UP IF YOU ONLY KNEW THAT I AM SUCH A FUCK-UP
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penelope scott is so right i DO have 100 hours to rearrange the stars and i AM the worst mistake that god has ever made
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sometimes i feel
who fucking told you you were selfish or even self interested? dont you think it matters when we wish our friends the best
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MENSTRUAL RAGE
IM BEING UNREASONABLE?
IM BEING HYSTERICAL?
CRAZY?
BITCHY?
SHUT UP.
WHY DO YOU THINK I AM ANGRY?
SEETHING. GNASHING MY TEETH. OUT OF BREATH.
LOOK AROUND ME. I AM COVERED IN BLOOD. I AM SITTING IN IT. MY BLOOD. AND THE BLOOD OF THE WOMEN WHO CAME BEFORE ME. AND THE WOMEN WHO WILL COME AFTER ME.
THIS BLOOD. IS IT WHAT DEFINES ME AS A WOMAN? IT MUST BE. YOU STUPID FUCKING MAN.
WHY DO YOU THINK I AM ANGRY?
WHY DO YOU THINK I AM ANGRY?
DO YOU THINK I WANT THIS? I WANT TO HARVEST MY ORGANS. CUT OUT MY OVARIES. AND BURN THEM IN THE FIRE OF MY RAGE. IT BURNS FOREVER. IT IS BURNING NOW. IT IS BURNING THE GROUND I WALK ON. I FEEL HOT, SCALDING, BLEEDING, BLISTERING, WITHERING AND GROWING ALL AT ONCE.
WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I AM FUCKING ANGRY?
I DONT GIVE A SHIT IF YOU THINK IM CRAZY. BITCHY. YOU ARE JUST PATHETIC. YOU CANNOT KNOW. YOU, WHO REVERES AND RESPECTS NOTHING, CANNOT KNOW. YOU STUPID MAN! WOMAN WAS YOUR COMPANION. ONCE. NOT ANYMORE.
AND THAT IS WHY I AM ANGRY.
SEETHING. GNASHING MY TEETH. OUT OF BREATH.
YOU WILL NEVER FEEL MY RAGE.
YOU ARE SO FAR BELOW ME.
DO NOT FUCKING TALK TO ME THAT WAY YOU LITTLE SHIT! DONT TALK TO ME. LEAVE ME ALONE. KEEP YOUR HORRID TONGUE IN YOUR HORRID MOUTH. SHUT UP!
OH GOD, I AM SO ANGRY. IM FILLED WITH SO MUCH RAGE THAT I COULD TURN ALL OF THE FIRE IN MY BELLY INTO A SEA OF LAVA AND PANDEMONIUM AND CHAOS AND RAGE AND BLOOD.
BLOOD! PAIN! SUFFERING! SUFFERING THAT YOU CANNOT KNOW AND YET YOU DARE TO SPEAK AGAINST.
THAT IS WHY I AM ANGRY.
WHY DO YOU THINK IM SO
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