i'm not dying on this hill, I'm killing you on it actually.
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@benverlyharsh
i'm not dying on this hill, I'm killing you on it actually.
you, who placed my heart back into my chest
No, frankincense was the name of the wise man, not the gift he brought. You’re thinking of frankincense’s monster.
Finally Home - CJ Chaplin.
Cats are aliens
by David Szauder
Dracula thwarts the Sisters' attack on Jonathan & feeds them the infant
from the Milwaukee Ballet's production of Michael Pink's Dracula Randy Crespo as Jonathan Harker Davit Hovhannisyan as Count Dracula
“Darling, darling. I live in you, and you would die for me. I love you so.”
carmilla (stone) lithograph | prints here
Jim Léon (British,1938-2002)
Vénus psychédélique au papillon
Offset lithograph
Carmilla visits me tonight
i don’t get horror movies, why doesn’t the protagonist just act in a way which will prevent a story from being told or piece of entertaining media made
“i am a good fisherman, jack.”
Awareness
went to my best friend’s house last night and saw a little plushie dog and plushie cat that had been sewn together down the middle into a two-headed chimera. I said, “did you do that?” she said, “yes, I saved them.”
turns out at her old job when the last two plushies hadn’t sold and became deadstock, her boss told her to cut them up and throw them out. so she cut them each in half, preserved their heads, and then rebuilt them together.
cannot stop thinking about the way these little plushies were approached with the instinct of a Vampire or some sort of ancient god. “Let me save you [turn you into a monster].”
The fact that the beheading was at the order of a superior, and the solution was to create some sort of monster of disobediance to the letter of the law instead of just lying and saving them adds a certain mythological resonance.
"the magnus archives sounds cool! what are the content warnings?"
kidnapping stalking insanity sleepwalking cannibalism and teeth, gaslighting gun violence pipe murder and silence and medical trauma and meat. bugs in your body and poisoned black coffee and self-mutilation and lies, police brutality breaks from reality suicide spiders and eyes. paaaaaranoia degloving the uncanny valley and running like prey to survive, agonies torture and drowning and falling and then being buried alive.
Van Helsing (2004) dir. Stephen Sommers