#horror things

[arichivist]

I'm reading Vincent Price: A Daughter's Biography and enjoying his response to the rush of getting to play a Villain for the first time. cuteness aggression toward a real human

[moriitis]

What if you let Jack eat you?

Extreme TWs for this one, gore, blood, cannibalistic natures, being eaten, vomit.

Well, where would he start first? Of course, the feelings were always there in the beginning, the hunger. It took a lot to restrain himself around you, especially due to the fact that you were human. The smell of your blood teased him, he could practically hear it gushing through your veins. So sweet, so inviting and each second he spent around you, he was endlessly drooling.

So what if you gave into his desires? If one day you gave him full consent to feast on you, to ravish at you until you were nothing but a pile of bones. He was shocked at first, confused, why would someone be so willing? Not only that, but to a monster such as himself? He was hesitant, unsure on what to say but he knew in the back of his mind his head and body craved the taste of you more than he could've imagined.

He insisted on some anaesthetic (although it would ruin the taste) because the idea of hurting you wasn't something he was fond of. It would heighten the experience though, hearing you scream out in pain until it became too much and you passed out, unconscious. But you simply denied the request.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice nothing but a low whisper. Maybe you were not well, maybe you were just in a state of hysteria and feeling reckless? "Are you sure?" was the other question that followed after the first. You were adamant. Jack was confused, was it a kink thing? Because he knew that once he started, he couldn't stop and he would kill you, no doubt about it.

So after a couple days of consideration and his stomach growling at him to pursue his deepest desires, he gave in and agreed that he would eat away at you.

It took him awhile though, to caress your body, to feel the warmth radiating from your skin. You were trembling but he didn't blame you, being eaten alive would scare the bravest person alive. His own breath shook at the lust of consuming you, of having your muscle between his teeth as he ripped you apart. He was drooling, salivating at the idea and he quickly clasped a hand over his mouth.

Time ticked away, you didn't question nor push him to hurry, you were simply sat on the mattress below you, feeling a wave of nausea. Not even you understood why you wanted this.

But Jack forced himself to stand back away from you, his legs and arms trembling as he tried to control himself. Why? WHY? Was all that he could think about, why would any sane person want this? But before he could leave the room, before he could hesitate any further, he froze.

A smell lingered in the air, a smell so sweet that is basically made him gasp. It was a smell that practically called his name.

'Come Jack, come catch a taste.'

He shivered in delight, the hairs on the back of his neck standing as he tried to push aside his rational thoughts. He doubled over a little, arms wrapped around his stomach.

The blade in your hand dug deep into the palm of your other. It hurt but you were determined to spill blood, to tip Jack over the edge. Warmth of your blood trickled down your wrist and down to your elbow, you were trembling a little.

You always considered how you would die, when you would, but the idea of sacrificing yourself to a monster wasn't something you anticipated.

As the smell hit him, Jack was no longer Jack as his mind raced. He was panting, his hands clasping over that blue mask of his before he ripped it off and threw it to the floor. It clattered and created an echo in the basement, you eyes glued to Jack as his body fought against his thoughts. You could see the drool dripping down from his mouth and onto the floor, you could see the hairs on his arms were raised at the sheer thought of cannibalistic desires.

There wasn't much time to react as Jack practically pounced at your very being, he was growling, his teeth were sharp and they glistened as his drool dripped down onto your skin. In a swift move, he grabbed your hand and ripped away the blade before throwing that across the room. He shivered and let out a groan of pleasure as he brought your hand up to his nostrils, sucking in the smell of your blood in a way that made him react like an animal.

You were frightened. You wanted to run, the adrenaline pumping through your body as you watched helplessly. You would've run but your body was frozen in time as you simply watched this demon slide his long tongue out from his mouth. The saliva dripped off the tip and he reached his tongue out to slide it against the palm of your hand. His tongue danced in the puddle of blood, wrapping around your wrist and almost pulling you closer. There was an animalistic growl that emitted from Jack, deep within the crevasses of his chest as he felt the taste of your blood hit his taste buds.

Metallic, sweet, so warm.. He wasn't thinking as he suddenly clamped his teeth around your hand. You screamed, a scream so bloodcurdling that anyone nearby would've froze. But there was nobody and as a small thought of regret crossed your mind, you knew right there and then it was too late.

His teeth, so razor sharp, buried into your flesh and in a movement quicker than you could've blinked, he ripped his mouth away.

You didn't feel it at first, you didn't notice it at first until you glanced down at what would've been your hand. Instead nothing but a mound of flesh that occasionally squirted out blood. Your fingers, all five which were once there, gone in an instant. You sucked in a breath to scream but nothing came out, your throat so dry.

And there you fell back onto the mattress, your blood soaking into the fabric as your vision went blurry and then black. When you awoke, you simply let out a groan. You were limp, so weak..

You pushed with the little amount of energy you had left to lift your head, glancing down.

And there he was, that demon, that monster, crouched over you. He was smothered in blood, his face coated red along with those hands, which were currently inside your abdomen, fishing for anything that seemed appeasing. He straightened for a moment as he pulled out your intestines, they were wrapped around his wrist as he ate away at them. They looked chewy as he bit at them, small grunts and groans as he chewed away helplessly.

You let out a yell, although it felt as if you were drowning. It alerted the creature and he paused to glance at you, but his sockets were empty, the only thing you felt consuming you was the darkness of what should've been his eyes. His ears pinned back as he snarled and hissed out, he reached over, one hand on your head and the other on your collarbone as he forced your head back to reveal the flesh on your neck.

He reached forward and lingered at the skin of your neck, his breath so warm that if you weren't so numbed, you would've shivered. He hesitated, like some human inside of him was alive, desperately clawing to get out of this demons body. His brows furrowed, like his conscious kicked in and he finally realised what he had done but as quick as the look of regret flashed across his face, the quicker this monster regained focus, his purpose.

He lurched forward and bit down into your neck. Now you really were choking as blood began to fill your throat and mouth. He pulled away, strings of flesh still attached to your neck and his teeth. Blood dripped down to his chin as the string of flesh finally snapped. You were gagging on the metallic taste of blood, your gaze still fixed on Jack above you.

He was chewing on your skin slowly, savouring the taste, letting the warmth of your blood slip down his throat in an welcoming gesture.

You wanted to let go, to die here, in the mattress in some basement, but you held on, you held on for long enough to suddenly see Jack slap a hand over his face and scramble away from you. As you gasped your last breaths, you found yourself watching him as he pushed his body to the corner of the room.

He was screaming, yelling, but you didn't hear it. He hunched over and suddenly a stream of vomit escaped from him and his mouth. He collapsed to his knees, his hands supporting his upper frame as his vomit began to puddle around his fingers. You could see each twitch of his stomach as more and more of you escaped from his mouth, the blood, the chunks of fat and muscle.

You turned your head back to look at the light bulb dangling in front of you, your vision a haze.

Being eaten by Jack was so hauntingly beautiful.

[seeminglydark]

1. would caro and john be into the tv show, the x-files? would they buy tapes of the episodes and talk about their own conspiracies and guess about the outcomes of the episodes.

2. also your comic has help peak my interest for the supernatural and conspiracy theories. what are some stories or theories that you’ve learned about that you have found the most interesting? and were you a believer before starting your comics or has your interest grown as you’ve continued with your comics.

3.lastly, i’m trying to buy more secondhand items and become the diy punk that i’ve aspired to be since high school (too afraid since i was a closeted trans man and living with an unaccepting family), any tips?

i, like john, try to stay away from modern tech as much as i can. i’m able to stay off my phone for the most part and rarely use my computer but i’ve been looking around and audiobooks on cassette are kinda expensive around me so i like to narrate book as i read them in paperback. i was wondering if canonically john uses resources such as the library and what his favorite books and movies are. i love horror and am just now getting into sci-fi and i love watching movies on my vcr + tv combo and i sometimes use a blu-ray player for more rare or expensive (at least in vhs format) movies.

sorry for the long winded paragraph, i’m unfortunately unable to escape my strict household (despite being an adult) until i find a job and am able to save every cent. i also tend to isolate myself so i have no friends to help me out. sorry to vent to you about this but i just wanted to end this by saying your comic and characters inspire me and give me hope that i’ll be okay once i’m free.

YES. John is obsessed with x-files. every once in a while you can see he has the iconic 'i want to believe' poster in his younger years on his walls. He still has it as an adult. both caro and john like watching those together, they also enjoy the twilight zone, charmed, Buffy (they they agree the corny movie from '92 is the best) and those old Bruce Campbell shows noones heard of, re: Brisco County Jr. I think as kids they theorize, and as adults they talk about everything everyone gets wrong, now that they know how these things really work. John can always guess WhoDunnit.

Ive always been interested in the idea of the supernatural. im a big skeptic though, ill be honest there, even though ive had many 'experiences' myself. i kinda like the idea of the unbelievable. definitely making the comics has peaked my interest in things i wasn't too keenly aware of before, like cryptids. im fascinated by the concept of Missing 411, and missing people who reappear somewhere else, but Liminal Spaces hold my heart specifically. ive always been keenly aware of the off feeling in those places before i even knew what that meant. i love scouring the internet for images of things like abandoned hotels that give me a weird kind of uneasy, most of the things people tag as Liminal aren't really that, so its a scavenger hunt to find something that fits my idea of it. coming up with the lore of my stories has been an adventure. my interest has definitely grown, more in places and phenomenon than in ghosts specifically.

there are so mnay things you can do to diy punk stuff, in my opinion thats the best and most rewarding way. it sounds to me that you need to start small and slow for your safety, so let me reassure you right here anon, that punk is a set of ideals, and not just fashion. youre still punk no matter what youre wearing. a jacket or vest is always a good place to start, you can literally buy ANYTHING at the thift store that strikes your fancy. this is a canvas you will be adding too for as long as its yours. once you have your canvas, its time to create, and there is literally no wrong way to do this. you can use paint markers, embroidery, bleach, ect. dont have money for spikes and studs? you can use soda can tabs and bend them, metal lighter caps, hell even staples and safety pins always look cool. you can make your own badges by bending metal soda or beer caps around a soda tab with a safety pin through it and then paint whatever you want on the cap. dental floss is what you usually see when punks have the white stitching on their pants and jackets, its durable and doesn't break, since crust and gutter punks need tough clothes that last. if you're worried about your family, i would personalize it first in small secret ways that are just for you, such as a message beneath your collar as seen here on my friends jacket. and here, and here! he hides patches on the inside as well! Im including a pic of john hiding a patch on caros varsity jacket as well. i will post my jackets one day, my camera is broken but i figured id share his since he hides things more than i do!

John absolutely uses the library, its a fantastic resource for SO many things, depending on where you're located. He would also probably use a digital reader later, because many of them you can get library cards on and borrow books that way. he is not a strong reader so he mostly reads books that may be under his age level, like goosebumps, but who cares, do what you enjoy. movie wise hes very obsessed with cosmic horror (hence the UFO tattoo) his favorites are Alien, The Thing, Killer Klowns from Outer Space and the Blob from the 80s. both he and Caro love the original Evil Dead franchise, horror comedy like American Werewolf in London, lost boys, etc.

Thank you, Anon, for the long winded paragraph. You asked some really fun questions for me to answer, i love nothing more than to talk about my characters, it was a really nice little break from editing a new podcast episode. I am so so sorry about your situation, and i am sending you all the best and all the love and strength that you can come out of this free and on the other side and live as yourself. If my comics and characters stories can provide a tiny bit of hope that its going to be ok, than ive succeeded at what i set out to do. wishing you all the best. and look into your library, they may have resources to help you with this as well.

[prettynbloody]

Young Frankenstein - 1974

"Life! Life, do you hear me? Give my creation life!"

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Conservation parks are open again

[slashyrogue]

So I ordered these way back in April and they just came yesterday so I wanted to share. Absolutely beautiful pins, just gorgeous, and I am very glad I waited since they’ve been jacked up on ebay for $40 since the Shudder show came out. 

You can order them here from Waxwork Records and they are ALL on sale. 

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