* DREAM DEMON

[voirror]

CAN   AN   ENTIRE   CITY   BE   HAUNTED??

[dreamcrept]

[motherdevoted]

After it happened I expected someone to do something. I expected parents to show, with questions and concerns.  I thought the police would of done more— But NOTHING happened. NOTHING CHANGED. They opened it again, the next year….and they were back to their old habits. They´re just kids, RIGHT? So was he, he was just an INNOCENT BOY! I was a good mother to him. My boy, my sweet, SWEET—- JASON .   /   portrayed by mika !

[talesfromthecrypts]

Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy animated opening credits

[dreamcrept]

bladedlegacy‌:

A  SPIKE  OF  EMOTION          evokes     inner      panic   /     cracking      the       shield     she      wears      like     the     breaking      of     dawn     as     realization     sets  :        all     amusement    drained  ,       an     emptied     face     becomes      a      canvas      for       a       whole      minute     of      sheer      dread  .             rusted    metal     against       stone       &       glottal    fry      hitting       vulnerable      ears      like      a      lost     bullet      ricocheting      inside     her       skull  .          stop    it   .        stop     it   .            STOP   !!            a     hazy      memory      begins       to      take      on       its     grievous      shape      as     he     crawls     into      her     mind     like    a     hungry    worms  ,       feasting      on     her     rotten     brain  .       eating      away    sanity   ,         mutating     &      shift       as      the     mind      fruitlessly      attempts        to     shove     it      all      out  .        go   away  ,         go      away    .           she     averts     her     gaze      as     if      the     apparition     will     fade     with     sight   ,             a     knot      lodged      into     her      throat       &        twigged      legs     trembling   ,       weakness     so    soon    tugging      at      the     knees .

                                         ❛       … no ,   no  ,   no   …   ❜   

she      clutches      to      her     stomach      with      bruised      palms  ,         new     moons     imprinted     in     purple      by     the      prodding     of       jagged     nails      &      backwards      with       staggering      feet    towards    the    room     —-  any    room .        anywhere     with       a     door  ,       really   .     she      fiddles      with     the      knob      &          thrusts       her       fists      against      a     locked      door   ,        but    it       doesn’t      budge  .           she     tries     again   ,         to    no    avail  .            

              ❛          this    is    such    a     fucking     cliché       —–   c’mom  !   ❜

reason     would    beg     her    to    see    this    as    another     night    terror    —-  albeit     she    hadn’t     experienced     one     of   those    in     quite     some    time  ;     but   all     her     primal      instincts      of      survival      mesh     into    a     single    guttural     growl  .     get   out  !!      get     out     now  !!        she      needs     to      leave  ,     TO   FIND   A    WAY    OUT         —–   but     this      place      seems     to     be     dangling    from    somebody    else’s    strings      &        all    directions      seem     aimless  .     so    she     squints     her     eyes     shut  ,        repeating      words     like      a      mantra       or     a      prayer      in      the      dark      as      shadows      seep       into      her     paper - skin     ,        drowning       the       hollow     beat      rumbling     off       her      hummingbird      ribs  .

                                               ((      get    it     together     you    pussy  .    ))

          ❛        this    isn’t         real  .         this      isn’t    real  …      this      isn’t     happening   .       ❜

          BURNING ,  UMBER  EYES  NARROW  /  THEIR REFLECTIONS WERE REAL .   it  was  real ,  or  at  least  as  real  as  her  mind  allowed  it  to  be .  the  humidity  thickening  was  becoming  apparent ;  breathing  became  a  struggle ;  suffocating .  the  shine  against  the  blades  that  he  presented  to  her  had  cut  the  air  with  a  strong  swishing  sound .  there  was  no  denying  the  sensations  of  it  all . 

          ❛     it’s  real  .  .  .  i’m  real    !!     ❜

          cascading  shadows  concealed  disfigured  flesh ,  yet  a  grisly  smile  could  be  seen .  dark ,  receded  teeth  presented  themselves ,  stuck  and  twisted  every  which  way ,  like  tombstones  peaking  from  soiled  earth .  it  was  smile  of  sickness ,  one  that  implemented  that  one’s  fear  was  another  man’s  pleasure . 

          a  lullaby  carried  through  the  halls  now ,  dreary  and  forlorn  in  tune .  1  .  .  .  2   freddy’s  coming  for  you     /     3  .  .  .  4   better  lock  your  door  . . .  the  figure  approached  katherine ,  shadow  looming  over  her ,  the  burnt  man’s  maddening  fit  of  laughter  erupted  from  him ,  the  metal  blades  rubbed  together ,  as  he  raised  the  glove  up  above  his  head  once  more .  he  was  about  to  strike  !!  and  then  .  .  .  nothing . 

          as  quickly  as  his  blades  brought  themselves  down  he  was  gone ,  so  was  the  hospital .

[dreamcrept]

so it obvi freddy was a known child killer. that’s the schtick to the series. but he has plenty of adults under his belt. they were crimes of passion, not premeditated, and done mostly in public places. it’s no surprise ya crispy boy hates everyone, he hates the public, he hates concepts and standards that are taken and accepted by the general public. he hates when people complain too fucking much. he hates when people talk about fucking sports. this dude ?? he mad ok. and sometimes, there’s a pressure within him. it’s like a swelling in his mind, a rolling flame in his chest that sometimes heats up too much. and sometimes, he’d use to find victims at places he’d go to, and if he was in a mood that night ?? they might end up finding themselves picking up their guts in an alleyway somewhere. or they might find an opening in their throat that wasn’t there before. they weren’t freddy’s favorite crimes; they’re forgotten people in a wide, open world. but sometimes, it needed to be done. 

[ribbu]

there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me

it’s called the throne

[dreamcrept]

           i’ve been trying to do random starters for like, the past few days now? and it’s honestly not working at all. i really feel like most, if not all my interactions, need some form of plotting. besides, freddy is a heavily motivated driven killer? so,,,, LIKE THIS IF WE’RE MUTUALS & YOU WANT ME TO MESSAGE YOU TO PLOT. 

[dreamcrept]

when you look up my url in the tags, @screwsleep is paired right along with me. good job, our blogs have become one. 

[dreamcrept]

i just wanna make this clear: freddy does like sex. i mean, he is a degenerate at best. the thing is: he just doesn’t wanna fuck his victims lmao. trust me, freddy use to frequent the bar a lot that jesse went to in nightmare 2. u think jesse was just driven there for no reason ?? lmao. no, freddy was already using jesse as a vessel at that point. the thoughts and urge to go to that bar were freddy’s. 

[dreamcrept]

          HE  HAD  NOT  MIND  THE  BLOOD  SHED  /  BUT IT WASN’T ON HIS TERMS .   perhaps  not  as  much  as  a  prisoner  as  the  other  unfortunate  souls  who  fall  by  blade  and  hook .  nevertheless ,  greed  ran  thinly  through  the  dream  demon’s  veins  like a  toxicity  like  no  other .  this  in  turn  made  most  of  the  survivors  dread  those  slices  of  brief  sleep ;  attacks  from  all  around ,  no  longer  safe  with  eyes  shut ;  as  dangerous  as  having  them  open .

          ❛    you  gonna  sprint ,  bitch   ??    ❜     one  was  already  hung  high ,  the  grand ,  curved  hook  deep  into  the  back  of  another ,  into  the  spine  of  jake  park .  the  other  tendrils  already  digging  deep  into  the  torso ,  blood  profusely  gushing  from  him ,  his  struggles  deepened ,  groans  of  pain  rumbled  through  him  like  a  thunderous  storm .  the  entity  was  about  to  be  satisfied  once  more .  krueger  leaned  his  head  back ,  releasing  a  set  of  cackles  that  over - clouded  jake’s  verbal  pain .

           ❛  hang  around  maybe ,  meg .   maybe  uncle  freddy  will  take  it  easy  on  you  . . . this  time .   ❜     @sprintburst

[dreamcrept]

screwsleep‌:

𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛   𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜   𝚒𝚗   /   𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢   𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑   𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚜   .    anxiously   ,    arms   cross   &   fingers   dig   into   opposing   shoulders   .    dream’s   illusion   sends   icy   chill   through   her   body   ,    teeth   chattering   despite   the   unrelenting   heat   of   the   boiler   room   .    her   best   efforts   to   bury   her   emotions   in   the   depths   of   mind   mind   barely   prove   useful   ,    as   she   finds   anger   once   again   rising   to   the   forefront   ,    clouding   judgment   /   sparking   impatience   .  

she   turns   with   a   flinch   to   face   the   direction   of   the   voice   ,    its   source   out   of   sight   /   in   mind   .    the   call   compels   her   to   respond   ,    to   maintain   a   façade   of   confidence   &   bravery   .    with   great   difficulty   ,    she   finds   her   voice   —

❝    what   do   you   want   ?    ❞

          ISOLATION  /  YET THE EYES OF THE WORLD LAY UPON HER .  the  sensation  of  metal  blades  graze  along  rusted  railing ,  it  screeched  like  one’s  own  inner  turmoil ,  haunting  and  unnerving .  the  darkness  of  her  minds  eye  betrays  her ,  it  conceals  HIM ,  hides  the  predator  amongst  all  that  roams  around  inside  of  nancy’s  mind ;  he  inhales  her  memories ,  the  thoughts  she  once  had ,  the  awful  ones  that  were  once  believed  to  be  laid  at  the  very  bottom  of  her  psyche  like  a  collection  of  scum . 

          along  the  walls ,  arms  reached  out  towards  her ,  the  flesh burnt  to  the  bone .  they  were  small  in  size ,  and  wriggled  about  like  hunger - infested  serpents ,  fingers  curling  and  uncurling ,  trying  to  grab  for  her ,  trying  to  pull  her  towards  them .  the  rush  of  whispers  came  almost  immediately after ,  a  sea  of  hushed  murmurs ,  a  few  words  could  be  heard  atop  the  surface  of  them ;  as  if  they  wanted  to  be  heard .  

           ❛     help  us  !!   save  us !!  we’re  stuck  down  here  !!      ❜

          from  the  shadows ,  a  shape  formed .  humanoid  in  appearance ,  small  in  stature .  it  shambled  forward ,  feet  shuffling ,  dragging  behind  itself .  it  was  a  child ,  a  child  whose  skin  was  burnt  to  a  char .  the  white  bone  of  the  skull  peaked  through  burnt  patches .  its  eyes  hallow  with  blackness .  through  its  mouth ,  it  sang  a  dreary ,  ominous  tune .  

           ❛     one ,  two  freddy’s  coming  for  you   . . .      ❜

[classichorrorblog]

A Nightmare On Elm Street Directed by Wes Craven (1984)

[dreamcrept]

What's /your/ Krueger's opinion on Jesse? I'm curious

tbh !!! i thought about this ask the whole time i was out this afternoon. but i find it interesting enough that he uses jesse as more of a vessel, than he does actually trying to maim / murder him at first. it’s literally the only time freddy ever does it. apart of me feels that, freddy did this because he knows jesse is an outsider. there’s a lot of gay subtext in the movie, i think that’s very apparent and considered canon among the majority of nightmare fans, and with that in mind, i truly believe that freddy uses that against jesse. apart of me even believes that maybe, just maybe, he believed he could turn the feelings jesse has within himself, and use those emotions to do his bidding. after all, in a way, that’s what freddy did to himself. at the end of the day, freddy choose to be who he is. much like jesse, he was an outcast, considered a black sheep among most. i think isolation is a bad formula for brewing some nasty thoughts. freddy knows this, and i believe he tried using those feelings jesse has and turn them into a weapon. it’s easy for him to invade jesse’s psyche because generally i think he’s misunderstood than most. deep down, as a gay male, there’s that struggle to hide who you truly are in a society that most likely would not have accepted you at that time. you’re an outcast simply for just breathing and existing. 

tl;dr  !!    i believe he hates jesse the least out of the Elm Street Brats. truthfully, perhaps there’s even facets to jesse that freddy might even find relatable to some degree; albeit brief feelings. i think those factors might have curved freddy’s interests, i believe it made him use jesse in a unique way because of those feelings. 

[dreamcrept]

❛    go ahead and SCREAM, jason  !!   i eat kids like you for lunch  !!   ❜  @motherdevoted

[motherdevoted]

HE STARES —- wary eyed . The tension palpable and sexy . The lake casted aside with not a single soul roaming in it ; perfect for an absolute night of LOVE . Jason’s heavy breathing transitioned into low whining , seizing Freddy’s wrist in a swift gesture . His free hand reached for his own mask , lifting it just enough to scarcely unveil a part of his mein . The fetid from his state of decay wasn’t certainly assisting him , a sentiment coursed through as he became more and more self aware of what he’d just become . Maybe the demon won’t mind ; counting on how they’d nearly share the same fate of uglification ? Jason licked his lips , tongue peeking from the cavities of his face ——- not a pleasant sight for sure . But it still interpreted every INTENTION he had in MIND . Cue to the gentle squeezing of Freddy’s hand , he draped his tongue over his finger ; bringing it to his mouth fully as he began to nurse from it . Imagining it’s something else .

[dreamcrept]

bites

          “   harder ,  bitch  !!  let’s  see  what  those  teeth  can  really  do  !!   “