bitchin'

sis ! okay okay okay okay okay

[wandering-songstress]

Ni Ni in David Koma

[virginiewoolf]

I don’t know how to be loved. I don’t know how to love.

Daul Kim, from I Like to Fork Myself  (via feestje)

[jacindaelena]

[modelsof-color]

Samile Bermannelli by Gleeson Paulino for ELLE Brasil Magazine , Dec 2021

[willowcrowned]

there's something so compelling about stories where a character's virtues intensify into flaws that lead to their downfall. loyalty and love becoming so all-consuming that compassion outside of them ceases to exist. duty overwhelming any moral compass until order becomes more important than justice. selflessness so intense it becomes self-destruction. let me watch while whatever saved the hero in the beginning destroys them. let me see them fall to their own worst impulses disguised as what once made them good.

[damagaladriel-deactivated201405]

[the-real-numbers-deactivated202]

Wow ok

[deepseasadness]

[cithaerons]

MISTER LONELY (2007), dir. Harmony Korine 

[winterswake]

😐 😐 😐

[tiktoks-for-dead-pope]

[ephemeralhorror]

broad daylight in horror is massively underused

[ephemeralhorror]

there’s a constant feeling in nighttime horror of “this is an unnatural, liminal situation you’ve stumbled into. once you make it to the other end, or if everyone were to know the truth, you will be free of it.”

once the sun crests the horizon, however, there’s an unspoken shift in the underlying tone. this aberration of the natural order has come under all scrutiny and it is still there. you continue to cry for normalcy, but the world does not acknowledge what you believe it should be. no amount of truth or time will end this, and in my favourite of executions the very framing and narrative itself doesn’t acknowledge the dissonance. 

it all comes back to alienation, in the end. always.

[ephemeralhorror]

if nighttime horror evokes a sense of isolation through salvation being just out of reach, then daytime horror evokes it through the realization that it never existed to begin with. that the walls and locks were all paper-thin artifice. that this is now tomorrow. forever.

broad daylight in horror is seeing the yawning abyss and knowing there’s nothing to wake up to.

[boomcomplains]

I think about this a lot because I grew up on the high plains.

I maintain that while the forest is terrifying because it’s dark and you don’t where you can be attacked from, the plains are more horrifying. Imagine seeing a creature just coming toward you on the horizon. You never lose sight of the abomination as it comes closer and closer. You know it’s there the whole time. You look around, and there is no where to hide. You can only run until you can’t run anymore.

[driflloon]

ulyana sergeenko ss20

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

thanks to this workplace harassment training video my coworkers and I now say this to each other on a near-daily basis

[begavet]

misfits

[nakedbrownie]

[justiceleague]

Lois Lane & Clark Kent in Superman & Lois 1.04 ‘Haywire’