#digital gothic

[kar1world]

[cyberpunkonline]

Ten years of pretending to care.

Office chairs, screen glare, lukewarm coffee. Glitches in the corner of his eye. The scent of honey and ash where no scent should be. Then something bloomed on the screen.

🕯️ Read the new Faewave story — “The Glamour Beneath the Commute” 🖤 fae exiles, crumbling timelines, and the long return to magic.

This is for the ones who feel like they don’t belong.

Years simply going through the motions until a flicker on the screen shatters reality...

[draculasdaughter]

Language itself is a revenant – that is, a ghost that walks again by repeating and being repeatable. It is older than the speaker, and it will live long after the speaker has died, thus indicating a future to come that is a repetition of the past and the present but still different. Language speaks the speaker, as if ghosts of past generations possesses them in order for them to express themselves to ghosts of the present as well as those of the future.

— Line Henriksen, "Spread the Word": Creepypasta, Hauntology, and an Ethics of the Curse, 2018.

[dying-hemlock]

Twitter Gothic

Today's news about the Elongated Muskrat has inspired me to write this.

Your friends have left and moved to other places. You are left here alone and stranded. Yelling into the void.

There are more bots than people. Day by day their numbers are growing.

Whenever you try to type *his* name your post becomes c̸̢̡̡̝̭̲̪̣͓̠̟̼̚ó̴̢̧̨̦̱̙̦̹̠̬͍͉̖̋̀̀̕͜r̷̗͚͚͊̍͌̓̒̔́̔̿ŕ̵̞̗͉͓͇̾̈́̑̕͜ṷ̵̙̝̿̄̓̈́͗̚͝p̴͓͉̬̲̠̟̘̱̘̝̤̠͈̉͛̒̍͂̒͊̚͜t̶̛̛͕͍͎̒͌̈́̍̓̓̌́̐͝͝ę̶̘͖͖̦̥̻̲̭̳̫̻̞̓̾͑̾̓͘̚͘̚d̷̦͔̥̤̗̮̤̩͚̲̝̼̔̑̉͝͝.

Every other post is an ad leading to dead end links. There is no life here. There is no life here. There is no life here. There is no life here. There is no life here. There is no life here.

After weeks, you finally see a post from another person again. It is your friend, but his words make no sense appearing more incoherent with each character.

The bots numbers keep growing. They are harder to tell apart from humans than ever before.

G̴̢̡̰̼͙͔̝̏̊́͊̿͆͗̂̚o̴̧̧̬̦͈͇͙̞̝̘͔͚̞͔͑͋͋d̸̛̲̩͍̩͔͕̉̉͋̔͊̽̐͛̈́͌̐̕̚͠ ̶̨̡̡̛̦̯͕̽̋̄͋̋̑̊̈́͒̐͘͠ş̷̢̝̲̯̟͍̩̖̳̜̋̀͛͊̂̀͋̚͘͜͝ą̴̹͉̹͍͓̙̍̌̄͆̾̈́́̑̎́͑͐͝͠v̴̧̲͉̮̝̭͇̪̥̺̰̙̽ĕ̶͇̖̪̦̖͈̺͕̣͑̌ ̷̡̨̨̫͙̹͕͕͎̗̺̇̍̓̈́̄̂̊̽͂̀̊̑́͜ͅyỏ̴̡̡̬͖̖̭̞̭̥̻̻̲̠̥̘͗̏̍̔͗͂̍́̍̎u̶̗̥̎͌̏̀̒̉̀̋̎̒ȑ̸̢̥̪͔̫͉̣̲̩͈̍͗̓̏̆͐ ̶̡̰̰͕̞̑̓̊̋̿͆͆̚͝s̷̭̳͙̥͈̙̻͒͊̇̀͒̆̉͒̽͆͆͋̏́͝o̸̡͖̥̱̹͋̀̅̍̿͗͒͊̃͊͘͝ȕ̶͈̪͌̀̏̌̓̌̐̈́͑l̷̳̯͎̈́̎̋̃̂̋̇̎̽

[saintmaudes]

Raechel Dumas, The Monstrous Feminine in Contemporary Japanese Popular Culture; ‘The Girls That Never End: The Infinite Seduction of Tomie and Ring’

[f0restpunk]

pretty vacant.

[faireladypenumbra]

Current mood: obsessed with the academic term "digital gothic," as used to describe the creation of Slender Man and other CreepyPasta folk characters. This implies that all "digital gothic" writing is an expression of our current anxieties about surveillance and overreach on social media. *chef's kiss*