#esp horror ones

[ink-the-artist]

vampire romance :)

#keep liking my posts and were gonna end up like this #art #illustration #colored pencil #vampire #vampire lesbianism moment #wlw art #wlw #lesbian #i wanted this to look a bit like those older style of book cover illustrations #for pulp novels #esp horror ones #kinda went wild with the cape coloring at some point lmao #was originally just going to use the blue of the sky for highlights on the cape to indicate wrinkles and folds #then added a bit of yellow to reflect the moon #then went fuck it. were doing crow feather iridescence now

[officialmiintee]

one piece / a what could have been scenario that has been rotting in my brain for a while! Creative notes under!

#artists on tumblr #fanart #one piece #one piece fanart #mint archive ; art #monkey d luffy #luffy #portgas d ace #sabo #revolutionary sabo #asl brothers #seraphims are a concept i like exploring #esp when it comes to asl brothers #the sheer horror of luffy seeing seraphim ace #and then him seeing copies of himself and sabo as seraphims and it whiplashes him back to their childhood when all was still well #and how luffy would be so relieved but also mildly envious that the seraphim versions of themselves get this sort of happy end

[katabay]

ONCE UPON A TIME, THERE WAS A KNIGHT...

the visual inspiration for this was a combination of Frederic William Burton's Meeting on the Turret Stairs and also Bernardo Cavallino's The vision of St. Dominic receiving the Rosary from the Virgin

this was supposed to be just a one off illustration to get the thoughts out of my system, but then I started thinking about medieval politics and warfare and plagues and a castle and home as both a place of refuge, a prison, and a tomb, so perhaps they will end up as ex voto characters as well.

you may say, hey! that rosary looks like it has too many beads! it's a fifteen decade rosary, probably. dominicans are really into marian devotions. it works out.

also. spiral style stair cases. oh boy. it was that unexpectedly more difficult than I originally thought it would be to draw. the more I think about it, the less I understand them, even though I had a million photos of the stairs in front of me while I was drawing it.

⭐ I have a tip jar (ko-fi)!

⭐ and other places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app

#the economy and my bank account are in shambles and i ended up stress drawing this whole thing in one go #its so many lines. the next time i draw this. because i will be revisiting this composition. i want to use a different inking brush #i think. but the next time i draw this it will be with solid blacks on the stair case steps i think #hey here's a fun fact for those of you who aren't catholic. did you know that kissing the ring of the pope/a cardinal/etc #grants you an indulgence. cardinals also used to kiss the pope on the mouth. also foot and hand iirc. anyway #there are no cardinals in this drawing but im saying if you write medieval/renaissance smut about men of the cloth #you can really amp up the friction between holy and seductive with a lot of the (gestures vaguely) that. #actually another fun fact about cardinals. their fun sun hat (it's called a galero) has some fucking weird as hell fever dream (literally) #origin lore. so if seductive isn't your thing. the horror of a thing that you wear is also extremely fun #esp when you get into medieval gender performances of clothes and how they define a person etc #generic medieval tag #original tag

[mykatzone]

I want y'all to know that all my fem!Light Yagami drawings where she's drawn looking feminine are her b4 coming out and entering her butch era.

(also for those who wanna read Light's internal monologue I left it below:)

#death note #light yagami #fem!light yagami #female light yagami #misa amane #cw suggestive #katart #i'm kinda glad light isn't a woman bc she'd be one of the most universally hated anime characters ever (esp among dudebro fans) #(but dw she'd have a legion of tumblr lesbians defending her honor) #I just wouldn't be able to handle seeing my blorbo slandered by dudebros with no media analysis skills (i've experienced the horrors b4) #genderbend #genderswap

[fruitageoforanges]

elia martell character of all time because she was playing the game of thrones AND WINNING — survived aerys, set up an alternate court on dragonstone, universally beloved even by most of robert’s anti-targ regime, was probably at least angling to get rid of aerys — but the literal song of ice and fire was being written around her and well. you can’t outrun your inevitable doom.

like. that’s elia’s tragedy, and what makes me so insane about her. she was in the wrong story. she was playing the game of court politics but ended up yoked to 300 years of targaryen collapse and dynastic rot instead. there’s nothing i love more than characters doing their best with the pieces they can see on the board, while the fact slowly dawns on them that the board is in the process of being swallowed by an eldritch monster.

#asoiaf #asoiaf meta #elia martell #this is why elia & rhaegar as a marriage is so compelling to me #they’re playing the complete opposite games #esp if you think they liked each other enough to make it work #which it seems like they did #but the dissonance must’ve been a gaping hole in their marriage #just generally — she comes from one of the few decently affectionate and healthy families #he comes from the horror show that is aerys’ nuclear family #and they have vastly different priorities #i wonder when the penny dropped for her #because i think she was certainly extremely sharp #how early she realised the depth of the shit she was in #and how late she realised it was inescapable

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: ptsd / ]

The boys (and April!) would have loved to have their own Space Arc like the other iterations. Being such avid fans of Jupiter Jim, I think they’d have a blast just taking in the fact that they’re in space.

Imagine them gravity being turned off while they’re in space, and they’re floating and having fun in the spaceship and they look out into the darkness of space and-

And…

Leo’s floating, staring out into grey blankness, and everything hurts and he’s alone and this was his choice but he’s scared-

Things get less fun after they realize they already had a small taste of what space had to offer.

#rottmtnt #rottmnt leo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt headcanons #rise leo #no but like #I constantly think about how Jupiter Jim’s gotta be ruined for at least Leo in some respects #because there’s a certain level of horror to be felt from being trapped in a nigh inescapable prison #with no one but a monster of nightmares set on hurting you #like zero gravity at any other point would probably be soooo fun to Leo esp with his portals and teleportation #but now it’s directly linked to his near death #ptsd mention / #death mention / #this isn’t even touching upon how the others would also be affected too like #it’s probably fun for five minutes before Trauma sets in

[muzzleroars]

Michael, the Ruined Prince

Michael, having used all of his power to seek out God, had failed as the Prince of Heaven. He had abandoned his people, absent for centuries on a fruitless search filled with unheard, increasingly desperate prayers and an unrelenting, bone-deep exhaustion that is now permanent. His grief grew day by day, and an angel in isolation begins to wither, to warp – they must be with one another lest they twist into their extremes, retreating into their divine purpose until it becomes self-destructive parody. And Michael had already been scarred long ago by his role in banishing Lucifer, by God’s own ever-mounting wrath that ate away at the mercy he was meant to feel alongside it. Michael had already been insular, something had already pulled at the seams of his soul, and now centuries of failure consume him. He would return to Heaven with nothing for his people. Nothing for the siblings he swore to protect.

So his final thought in a deeply troubled mind urged him to try one last time. That if he could not find God, then he must bring God to himself. He must sin, he must beg for punishment, and then God will come to deliver it onto him. Just as He once did to Lucifer. It disgusted him, to think he had to debase himself to be as the sinners he held nothing but vile contempt for ever since he couldn’t cope with the guilt of the first fallen angels. But his prayers have failed, his days of weeping have failed, he moved Heaven, Earth, and all of Hell to come up with empty hands. Less than that. Not even a feeling. So Michael, even as a Cherub who could not, did everything he could to replicate his memories of when he had witnessed God Himself tear the light from His angels. Michael had seen it every time, it was he that had to bind any fallen angel that survived it to their place in Hell. He knew, implicitly, what the ritual was even if God seemed to enact it in one beautiful, elegant motion. And he did just that. Imperfect pantomiming, flawed execution, but the same ritual as best as Michael could copy it. All to himself.

But only God and the high Seraphim can sever an angel from their light.

His soul was rent from his body. His light was torn to shreds by his inexperienced hands. The agony that it screeched resounded all the way back to Heaven in unintelligible, muted whispers of nauseous grief no one could understand. Michael felt himself die, but it was incomplete. He was left in a corpse, a body destroyed and succumbing to all it meant but with him still inside of it. God did not come, and Michael was trapped a ruined body, bereft of a soul, of his light, giving way to rot and deterioration yet fully functional. He could do nothing but take this as a sign from God, one that he will not be punished no matter his crime for being such a loyal servant. Even as his body falls apart, as plants begin to burst from his remains, he believes himself to be blessed – see how he grows God’s garden. See how his crown remains pristine. He adorns his exposed bones with gems and finery, ostensibly as thanks to God for keeping him alive, keeping him sinless when he had so despised his impending fall from grace. But. Michael is, in the back of his mind, highly aware of what he’s become. He knows he is rotting, he knows he is in a dead body, he knows, somewhere, God had nothing to do with it. It was just a mistake, it was just his own foolishness with catastrophic consequence. He is more noxious than a fallen angel now, a botch job shambling numbly back to Heaven when he feels the death of Gabriel.

Upon his return, he largely attempts to hide the rot of his body, at least from the citizenry – he cannot hide it from Raphael or Uriel, nor does he try. To Michael, it proves his devotion, it shows God’s still present love for him, and it is a testimony to how he cannot fall, that he can never lose his place in Heaven. Raphael begs for him to be healed, Uriel pleads reason to him, but neither had ever been as strong as Michael and ultimately, he is their leader. No matter the state he returns in, he is the Prince of the Archangels and truthfully...they both fear him now. He is not the Michael they loved, not the one that had been quiet and stoic yet still loving in return. The Michael that would have done anything for them, that never wanted to lose another like he lost Lucifer. He commands them now to join him in binding Gabriel, his tangible grief the only thing that seems to be left of who he had once been.

Internally, Michael sees their fear, he feels the crushing guilt of Gabriel’s fall, he is violently ill with one true look at himself. He had gone wrong a long, long time ago, when he lost Lucifer, and now all of that was being made manifest, but he can’t face it. As flesh falls away, he covers it more and more with jewels as if that could hide the decay he can feel spreading night and day, the only thing he feels now. He must retreat into his purpose, he must not allow such devastating failure to be his legacy. So he turns on Gabriel. Gabriel, whose light had been severed. Who walks freely in an abandoned Hell. Who still has a living, breathing body. Michael’s vitriol toward the damned hones in on Gabriel, consumed with being sure he is left nailed to the lowest pit in Hell for his treachery. All the love he once had turns to hatred and in it, the other three can see that Michael has been left shattered, that nothing in him truly believes God made him this way. God’s most loyal, left to rot.

Additional information:

Michael now always exudes the Odor of Sanctity, but there is a distinct undertone of mold to it

The opalescent webbing that runs through his body is the angelic brain - normally it is iridescent and transparent with a strange glow, but Michael's is opaque and dull

Michael now prefers walking, something noted as unusual when he returned to Heaven, but it's simply due to the fact that his body has been left entirely numb and so it's difficult to maneuver in the air properly

He is very protective of his crown and dragon-skin bag, as they seem to be the only things left uncorrupted on him

#finally...michael but he Came Back Wrong #poor guy always had the angelic equivalent of depression/ptsd #but there was just no word for that in paradise #he really only talked with the other archangels #but he loved them. a whole lot. so he's super messed up about gabriel now #esp since he's obviously in a horrendous headspace at this point #if there's a good ending tho gabe's like 'well. the ferryman does just fine so!!!' #and raphael's 'we'll love you as a skeleton too!! :)' #michael: :\\\\ #ultrakill #ultrakill oc #michael #gore cw #body horror cw #death cw #doodle tag #OH also his organs are based on sheep organs. more sheep-coding the angels #i just love the idea of them having viscera....but for WHAT....no one knows #but they got that jellyfish brain #sorry i went insane about him over the weekend lol #rise and fall au

[atthebell]

weirdest part of this fandom is remembering there's people who weren't watching from the beginning it confuses me every time

#bell.txt #like esp people who were into mc.yt before im like ???? why werent you into this from the start dude #(theres various completely valid reasons why it just feels crazy to me) #for me it was just made in a lab for my fucking language obsessed brain and i think q is so brilliant i would follow any project he did #and then all the investigation puzzle horror whatever whatever elements really did it for me #but yeah like. its so astounding to me that theres people who werent there day one #and also i cannot fathom hopping in in the middle of this its really a hard one to just jump into/catch up on #but yeah having to be like actually this and this were retconned and also once upon a time so and so actually logged on....

[moonlightsmasquerade]

Misc MiM sketches :P

#tmc mim au #tmc au #tmc #my art #doodlin when im not writing :P #i like these sketches hehe #esp the mimic thatcher one hes so weird #body horror #thatcher davis #ruth weaver #cesar torres #adam murray #tmc mim au art

[yesokayiknow]

the doctor normally: if i don't have direct line of sight with the tardis at all times i will kill myself

one in the romans: why are you all so worried about the tardis being lost in a hole for a month. literally who give a shit

#doctor who #the doctor #one #he's so fruity here #also vicki!!!!!!!!! i love her SO much she's adorable i would kill for her #the doctor: you fed me ant eggs???? that's not food??????? #the doctor 2000 years later: anyone want to share a handful of dirt #this ep has so much comedy! that's wild #esp after the psychological horror of the rescue lol

[liquidstar]

objectively hilarious that vivinos's youtube channel is basically build on yuri horror/angst content (its basically almost always two girls killing or dying in the most fucked up ways possible) but the first time a video centered on guys is made (cherry bitch club) its literally just fanservice. yeah flip those conventions LOL

#bc usually the guys get to be the hashtag deep angsty ones (esp in fandom shit) and girls are cutsie yuri fanservice and such #obvs more have come out since though. that are actually serious and fucked up. bc of alien stage #and some horror stuff happens in cherry bitch club too but mostly just hitting the same plotbeats as pink bitch club. but hornier #so. its fanservice. which is not a bad thing #its not for me personally obvs but i do have to give it props for subverting expectations so heavily #but im still the biggest fan of the fucked up tragic yuri <3 beloved is my favorite i think #as far as one off videos go i mean. you all know i have alien stage brainrot

[carefulfears]

thinking about scully sitting on the floor of mulder’s apartment just holding him as he wept after his mother’s death and after she told him through tears that it’s time to stop. it’s time to stop looking for his sister.

and how she had already told him that once, seven years earlier, a month into their partnership, when she chased him out of a police station and told him to stop running after his sister because it won’t bring her back.

she called after him to just stop, because she’s the scientist, and that’s the logical conclusion that she had reached.

except later that night, he told her why he does it. that he’s been closing his eyes and walking into that room, thinking maybe, when he opens them, his sister will be there, since he was 12 years old. “every day” of his life.

and she never told him to stop again.

until seven years later, when she rocked him on the floor, and then the next day was asked “why do you want to bring all this back up now?” and answered, “someone owes it to mulder.”

so she started looking. she reopened files, she tracked down records, she went to his mother’s house to dig through the trash. she confronted CSM about what he knew, she flew to california, she held hands and prayed.

she looked at mulder and said “it hurts me to tell you this” and stayed steady in the truth anyway. she listened to him read to her about a 14-year-old girl’s pain, held his hand and told him to get some sleep. she stayed up, kept looking, and found it. “i got it, mulder. i couldn’t believe it when i saw it. it was like it was looking for me.”

the police report from when samantha ran away.

she read the hospital records, went to the home of the nurse who signed the intake report, asked him if he wanted her to go herself.

she left him by the car and walked up and knocked, asked about a patient in 1979. she listened as the nurse described how “you couldn’t forget her or how frightened she was. scared for her sweet life.” and the man who came for her, who wouldn’t put out his cigarette.

earlier the day before, she had been told to just stop. “word of advice, me to you: let it be. you know, there’s some wounds that are just too painful ever to be reopened.”

and she had responded, “this particular wound has never healed. and mulder deserves closure.”

after seven years, she knows now, that you can’t just stop chasing. she knows how heavy grief is, and she‘s seen the effects of carrying it alone. of walking into the worst night of your life every day, eyes closed, hopeful.

you can’t just stop, and you can’t really have closure, but you can help someone carry it.

and ultimately, that’s what made this the end of the road. sometimes the heaviest burden of grief is feeling that pain is all there is left of someone, and that alleviating it would be to abandon them.

scully’s right, this wound has never closed, but there’s freedom in shared remembrance and shared dedication. she doesn’t ask him to stop until he’s ready to know the truth, and she’s willing to find it. she doesn’t ask him to rest until it’s safe for him to, because it’s not forgetting samantha. she knows and she remembers.

#i’m having a tough week thank you all for your consideration #i forgot that that police report file just found her. god #these girls love mulder so much #they’re always working in tandem #it means so much esp with the death of his mother that someone else in the world just remembers #it’s mulder in the pilot saying ‘no one ever talked about it’ and how everyone just pretended she never existed #it’s the childhood photos that scully sees burnt in the trash #everyone tried to just erase her from existence so much that mulder had to dedicate his entire life to remembering her #but it’s lighter now #someone else knows #someone else knows that they spent their summers playing baseball and that they argued over the tv and that he’s looked for her #in every room that he has ever been in #someone else knows what happened to her and the horror that she suffered and how she wrote that they didn’t even treat her like a person #how she wrote that she just wishes she could see her brother’s face #sometimes that matters more than any reveal or any truth or any conspiracy #she’s going to be remembered and she’s going to be thought of and loved #even if he goes home and gets some sleep #even if he stops looking #txf.txt #closure #sein und zeit

[chi-ow-hua]

Medics are messy.

Or, well, the medics themselves probably shouldn't be too messy, considering they are sometimes the only thing standing between a gruesome wound and Thanatos himself. Although medics probably shouldn't perform surgery while wearing flip flops, either, so maybe that's not saying too much.

But regardless of appropriate footwear (or lack thereof), the profession itself is messy. Blood. Muscles. Organs. Bones. You name it - Will has seen and touched it all.

He can vaguely remember being a bit grossed out, in the beginning. He supposes that would be the natural human reaction when confronted with gore. Especially of the real variety. He's grown out of it, though. Plus the perks that come with his position are nothing to sneeze at.

Nico teases him for not liking horror movies, but the truth is that to Will they are just incredibly mind-numbingly boring. It doesn't matter how realistic the wounds or special effects look - hell, they could cut open a real human being and the injury still wouldn't faze him, no matter how gruesome. Because for Will, the worst part isn't the visual. That one he got used to pretty quickly, considering. It's everything else. It's the smell, putrid and overwhelming and always so horribly nauseating he swears he can taste it. It's the sound, failing organs frantically trying to fulfill their purpose in a desperate cacophany the movies can never get quite right (if they even remember to try.) It's the revolting knowledge that what you are feeling does not belong outside of a body, that it shouldn't be able to be felt like that.

They watch a bunch of horror movies anyway, because Nico knows how to press his buttons and manages to bait him into it every single fucking time.

("Please", Nico had whined in a tone he'd never dare use outside of his cabin. Maybe Will's shamelessness is contagious. Or maybe Nico knows that, without witnesses, nobody will ever believe him. "It's for the aesthetic".

Will had felt his lips contorting into a smile, even as he'd tried to keep on his mask of fake indignation. 'Aesthetic' is one of Nico's favorite words, along with 'vibe' and 'rancid'. Will kind of loves that he knows that. Nico can be as cool and badass as he wants, doesn't change the fact that he's an absolute dork as well.

"Come on, you know you're gonna give in anyways" And then, because the little shit knows what he is doing, he'd winked. And, well. Will is not too proud to admit that he is an absolute sucker for brown eyes. Especially these ones.)

He should probably be embarrassed about how easy he is, to be honest. But things like shame or propriety or even self-respect kind of go down the drain when you are perpetually exhausted and have seen basically the entirety of Camp in various states of undress. He used to think that that was the reason naked bodies didn't seem to have the same effect on him as on other people, but then the Michael-thing-that-shan't-be-mentioned happened and. Well. Let's just say Will is very aware that being a medic and having an active sex life are not mutually exclusive. Their father's slutty tendencies have been inherited by quite a lot of his half-siblings, as it turns out.

Besides, even if the movie itself is boring, Nico's reactions are hilarious. The jumpscares always get him, even if the fucker tries to deny it. And when a movie manages to really grip him, Nico will make sure to keep Will just slightly behind him. Will isn't sure whether that is a voluntary action or just instinct, but it always makes him swoon all the same. Nico is probably aware of it, freakishly observant as he is, but he never mentions it, so neither does Will. Gods forbid Nico stop doing it - that boy is jumpy even outside of shitty movies.

#okay hear me out #nico is always fighting in the thick of battle (esp bc hes a child of the big three) so he had to teach himself to be alert at all times #meaning he is one jumpy dude #horror movies are a safe (and not physically taxing/exhausting) way to indulge in this anxiety a bit #plus they fit with his aesthetic as a child of hades tm #will on the other hand? #dude is a medic. a combat medic. people come to him with half their organs outside their bodies and he has to stay calm #what i mean is that this guy is not phazed by anything. #do you see where i am coming from. it makes sense in my head ok #also slowly turning all pjo characters aspec hehehehe #ace will #will solace #nico di angelo #solangelo

[gouinisme]

i don't think our #doomed girl number one is actually gonna die anytime soon* but now my brain is going mag 40 mode like "alice, you didn't die here did you?" anyways if she ends up either already being some sort of undead/construct or turning undead at any point i'm a genius and otherwise i was just kidding teehee

#*the writers know damn well the implications of killing off their only canon trans character #esp since jonny's spoken about queer rep and queer horror #and he's even said in one of the qnas that he tried to be aware of harmful tropes to avoid them (paraphrasing cuz i'm not gonna through all #5 magnuss qnas to find his exact words) #and even from a like. marketing standpoint you're not gonna advertise your show as being about a duo and kill off half of the duo in the #first of 3 series. if she dies in season 3 in the oiar then sure but i don't think there's anyway she'll stop being a character any timesoo #tmagp #alice dyer #fuck with me #the magnus protocol #tmagp spoilers

[chibigaia-art]

What horror game or horror movie, that got you scared the most last time

I don't watch horror movies, I'm just a little guy <3 I know better than giving myself nightmares for weeks

anyway, Pathologic 2 - that was the most consistently scared I've ever been while playing a game, I actually had to turn off the audio or straight up point the camera down at times to get a break from some sections

also unrelated but I read The Enigma of Amigara Fault by Junji Ito for the first time this year and that also gave me a p strong feeling of dread!

#chibiblabbing #the day 4 hallucination in patho2 (that i had to go thru three times) still haunts me #all the other horror games ive seen were thru other people playthroughs #so i wasnt really scared since i wasnt the one 'in' it #the feeling of uneasiness was still there tho #esp with funger

[thebirdandhersong]

well mark that down as situation 2938489 that I don't know how to handle

#i would love advice on this if y'all have any thoughts to share because i know what my parents think and im having trouble sorting it out #i love these three friends of mine but it is really draining to be around them now because all they will talk about is church drama #(re: our old church) and rehashing it all and being Outraged about the horrors etc etc #either that or being downright condescending about protestants/non denominations and acting like it's funny to talk like that all the time #i end up being more angry or resentful or exasperated at the end of our conversations than glad and at peace like i did before #(before all THIS ish happened and the three of them were like okay this is all we're going to talk about now) #i've tried to say in gentle ways (i am simply not capable of this kind of blunt confrontation) that maybe we should not be talking #so uncharitably towards other people especially behind their backs. like. yes bad things happened. we have to acknowledge that. #but continually making jokes and jibes at a priest's expense really rubs me the wrong way especially since i KNOW that he loves us #and in many ways was trying his best in the circumstances. and are we not supposed to be loving our neighbour #and is this not downright slander to keep going on this way esp since it goes on for HOURS at a time #anyway i don't know what to DO because if i keep chatting with them/meeting up with them conversation will be 90% this thing and i Hate It #but on the other hand i feel responsibility towards them because my godson's one of them and another is a friend who is a fairly recent #convert and if i leave them to stew in their own echo chamber i doubt it'll do them good #am i supposed to keep some distance? am i supposed to keep arguing whenever one of them says something unkind or inflammatory? #am i supposed to keep speaking up so that they hear a different perspective? am i supposed to run in the other direction for my own peace o #mind? anyway i am still thinking this over and it stresses me OUT #it used to be fun and life giving to be around these people and now it is so exhausting and seriously alarming in many ways