“Average person eats 5 statements a day” factoid actually a statistical error. Statements Jon, who lives in the archives and eats 10,000 statements per hour is an outlier and should not have been included.
had an unnerving experience the other day.
I normally feel quite comfortable with the Lonely, so much so that i tend to actively seek it out. The other day though, my comfortable long-term fear of always being alone was turned into a very sudden and sharp terror. thats what you get for flirting with fear, i suppose.
i was on a train during rush hour, it was very full. then it pulled into the central station. and absolutely everyone else got off. I was the only passenger left. I didn’t mind at first, but nobody got on at the next station either, and that was a bit weird.
and then. and then the train exited the tunnel onto the surrounding fields. and there was nobody to be seen anywhere. at that moment i was completely convinced that even the train conductor was gone, and i was the only person left in the world. sat on a moving train in the empty countryside.
the spell was broken a couple minutes later by a handful of people on the platforms in the next village.
I’ve never been this, how should i say, urgently scared by the Lonely. ive always been acutely aware and very much afraid of it, but that immediate terror was new
Even when you get used to the embrace of a Fear, even when you willingly nestle into it, convince yourself that it is your home, it can always still touch you. Sometimes that confidence is nothing more than an invitation.
AU where Jon doesn’t get the job at The Magnus Institute and joins Ghost Hunt UK out of desperation after being introduced to Melanie by Georgie. I picture it like buzzfeed unsolved- Melanie telling Jon to stop yelling at the ghosts and Jon completely convinced almost every site they visit is completely fake
I want this fic on my desk by morning, is that clear?
Farewell online privacy
my intellectual tma comic
if this gets 100,000 notes then i, the worlds greatest space agency will personally shoot donald trump into the sun
watching someone currently going through my jonblogging tag like. you’re so right tonight is an excellent night to chew through the walls go stupid go crazy about jonathan sims.
“They were on drugs” “they had a brain hemorrhage” “they were schizophrenic” “encased in a cocoon of web is an entirely normal way to find a corpse” Jon. Pookie. Your coping mechanism may be indirectly endangering people’s lives <3