stories of the poison spindle

Lisa | 27 y.o.| she/her

[greengableslover]

MĀRAMA (2025)

SNOW WHITE: A TALE OF TERROR (1997)

FRANKENSTEIN (2025)

NOSFERATU (2024)

THE UGLY STEPSISTER | DEN STYGGE STESØSTEREN (2025)

THE WITCH (2015)

CRIMSON PEAK (2015)

[velnna]

and remember

[attackbug]

Please also call them rude.

People don't care as much about being called Lazy. But calling them Rude? That gets to more folks. It's rude that they didn't bother to put effort into whatever it was they used chatgpt for. It's rude that they thought they could advertise to you with cheap slop, thinking that would get your attention. It's rude that they didn't care enough to actually write that email.

Tell them they're being rude. Not lazy. Rude.

[velnna]

Honestly it depends on the person and what they use it for tbh. I have a lot of people around me justifying it as a progressive advanced way of doing things, so pointing out that chatGPT actually just makes them dumber and less qualified as a person tends to be more effective - also because it's objectively true lmao

"But how am I supposed to be able to finish my PhD in 3 years without chatGPT premium?" Maybe if you can't do it without a chatbot you were never qualified for it to begin with, Karen

[gameofthronesdaily]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON — 3.02: Queen's Landing

[microsff]

Every morning, the queen asked her magic mirror to show her the most beautiful person in the world.

The mirror replied "To whom?"

"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".

The mirror would show her, and she'd be amazed.

[nullen-void]

The first time, she says "To me," and the mirror dutifully shows her her reflection. And she is pleased.

The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.

The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.

The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.

The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.

The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity

"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.

"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.

"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.

The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.

It is a different person each time, and they are all beautiful.

[ohmovie]

I ask for so little. Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want.

Labyrinth (1986) dir. Jim Henson

[horrorfilmgifs]

SUSPIRIA dir. Dario Argento, 1977

[writing-prompt-s]

An oppressive galactic empire claims that THEIR starships' faster-than-light engines are fueled by the enslaved gods of their defeated foes. You freed a "high priority" prisoner on one of their ships. Now their FTL engines don't work.

[hmione]

SNOW WHITE AND THE HUNTSMAN | 2012 dir. Rupert Sanders

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

ghosts who are trying to warn you. ghosts who are a cautionary tale. ghosts who see you walking into the maw that chewed them to bits, and try to divert you, try to make you understand. ghosts who are trying to tell you something, who are begging you not to end up like them, an unliving prophecy begging not to be self-fulfilled

[feralkwe]

give your characters exes.

give them a variety of exes. give them relationships that shaped who they are but did not last. give them people they tried very hard to love but it didn't work out. give them situationships that taught them things. give them something deep that was real but could not endure. things that hurt. things that ended amicably. people with whom hot passion cooled to warm affection and became undying friendship.

no more first and only. give me the context of what made them know the next or one after was final and right.

[gingerbronson]

i love stars because they are alone in the dark all the time & they aren’t even scared

[charlesoberonn]

Servant: Your highness, a party of adventurers has answered your call for help.

King: Excellent. What are they like?

Servant: One of them is a dragon-lady.

King: Interesting. Those are rare around these parts.

Servant: Another is a goblin paladin.

King: Not a role you usually see goblins in.

Servant: A third is a purple-skinned tiefling.

King: I didn't even know they come in that color.

Servant: The last one is a sapient gelatinous cube.

King: What. How did these four even meet?

Servant: They met in a tavern two hours ago, apparently.

[charlesoberonn]

Queen: My love, please return to bed.

King: *pacing* Why would a gelatinous cube come to a tavern? Can it even get drunk? How did it fit through the doors?

[horrortvfilmsource]

Gretel & Hansel (2020)

[and-fishing-equipment]

in 2026 DO NOT ask yourself whether your art is GOOD

instead ask:

is it SINCERE

was it CATHARTIC

was it FUN TO MAKE

is it MADE BY ME

and don't forget to stay silly

[lucy-harker]

ISABELLE ADJANI as LUCY HARKER NOSFERATU (1979) dir. Werner Herzog

[sweeetestcurse]

Brandon Lee as Eric Draven 05/??

[luna-azzurra]

Quick tips for writing Sleep Deprivation 

☽ Memory becomes absolute garbage. Like “why am I in the kitchen?” garbage. “What was I saying?” garbage. Their brain is running on buffering screens and regret.

☽ Fine motor skills? Ha. They’re dropping everything. Pens. Phones. Entire moral compass. They’re basically a malfunctioning claw machine.

☽ Hallucinations creep in. That jacket on the chair? Suddenly a person. That noise? Definitely doom. Everything becomes mildly haunted.

☽ Time gets weird. Five minutes feel like a year. A full hour disappears and they swear they blinked wrong.

☽ Irritation skyrockets. They get mad at chairs. At air. At gravity. At the audacity of other humans continuing to exist.

☽ Their voice sounds weird. Slow, scratchy, like they swallowed sand.

☽ They walk like a drunk baby giraffe. Walls suddenly jump closer. Floors rise unexpectedly. Coordination said: “I’m out.”

☽ Zoning out becomes a hobby. They stare at random objects like they’re trying to understand quantum mechanics.

☽ Vision blurs in and out. Like someone smeared Vaseline over their eyeballs out of spite.

☽ Their body just hurts. Not a dramatic pain, just the “why does my skeleton feel like it’s buzzing?” pain.

☽ Food cravings go feral. They’d fight someone for a stale cookie.

☽ Terrible choices. They will absolutely say “I’m fine” while making decisions that end in disaster.

☽ Random emotional implosions. Crying because their sock feels wrong? Yes.

☽ Cold hands. Cold feet. Cold heart. (Okay maybe not the last one, but it feels like it.)