hm. what if i remade my multi. i miss every one of them :/

   EVERY TIME I LOOK AWAY, I HEAR THE MADMEN CALL!

No, she can never be a final girl. Final girls are good, they’re uncomplicated, they have these reserves of courage coiled up inside them, not layer after layer of shame, or guilt, or whatever this festering poison is. Real final girls only want the horror to be over. They don’t stay up late praying to Craven and Carpenter to send one of their savage angels down, just for a weekend maybe. Just for one night. Just for one dance, please? ONE LAST DANCE?

an indie horror-centric, female-centric multimuse written by shamu. ft. muses from stranger things, the quarry, yellowjackets, scream, the walten files and more

checking in. hi

also i’ll check out new followers properly next weekend <3

stares out the window. thinking about silas.

my family…we didn’t mean to hurt anybody. we’re just trying to survive like everybody else.

hi! when did i last log in. um

ok um status update: i’m still here! i might rewatch that playthrough at some point to. you know. solidify. but also i’m gonna be on vic more bc i do owe A Few Small Things on there and i’ll... get to what i can on here, But Very Slowly. i might also make a promo for them idk i hate images </3

i move in two weeks and i have to start giving my dad everything i get from universal credit. if anyone would like to help an autistic gay trans man pay for some new furniture (i need a mattress, a bedframe, and a desk/chair and that’s pretty much it) the total cost of which comes to around £450 i would appreciate it. i haven’t had my own room in around 6-7 years so i don’t have a lot and my current mattress is broken. here’s my paypal.

[ screenviolense​ : ginger. ]

             ‘ mm… just in the bathrooms. i guess weird naked guys don’t like the smell as much as anyone else. ‘ she grinned, lazily tucking her hair behind her ear. she’d managed to walk all the way back at a leisurely pace without seeing a thing. ‘ of the bathrooms, i mean. ‘

     “Right, the bathrooms.” As if both of them weren’t aware; again, it’s not an urgent concern, but it does kinda irritate him that she’s basically being so flippant. There again -- searching for one sliver of a silver lining -- at least she seems calm. And un-bitten, so even better.

     “Well, now that you’re here, you might wanna find somewhere to hunker down, get safe.” He pauses, levelling a look at her; he is expecting trouble to come back to the lodge. “Soon.”

Lord Huron - Meet Me in the Woods

@halbermenschen sent: "i can’t fathom taking up space like that." from darby?

     The first time he’d met Darby, Travis hadn’t been entirely sure what he was seeing; sure, the death wound was something of a give-away, but perhaps it was some part of a strange gag, to go with the fact that the guy looked like he’d teleported from the 50s. But it had taken Travis a good five or more seconds to even start to lean into the option, the possibility, that this new companion of his was a ghost. Could’ve been an extra on a movie set if it weren’t for the fact that they weren’t anywhere near a movie set.

     Darby’s far from the worst kind of company, despite the initial shock.

     Travis had been... oh, reminiscing, he’s embarrassed to say, about home -- his ex-home, he guesses he should call it -- talking about how he misses it all. They’re only fresh acquaintances, barely a couple of weeks knowing each other, but he doesn’t feel that sense of self-reproach when he voices a feeling, and Darby’s been fine with that, so far.

     So he must’ve said something to set Darby off like that. A moment’s consideration: who did he leave behind, what kind of life it was, how much he misses it, how much he remembers (and how much may just be nostalgia, but Travis isn’t trying to be cruel, so he won’t voice that). A curl of smoke leaves his lips (better to smoke-drive than drink-drive) as he ponders a response, something that could be helpful. It’s been a long while since he’s had to comfort anyone.

     “Well I would hope not.” Only the slightest pause: he’s trying to be teasing, as a friend, maybe. “I hope someone let you take up more space than that.” Because yes, Travis misses it, but his life then was small. And maybe it always will be, but at least he has more of a choice. At the cost of some of his family’s lives, he thinks, and it’s a bitter aftertaste.

     “Did someone let you? Take up space, I mean. Family, friends...”

sideblog. :>

i  don’t  mind  driving  to  texas…  i  hear  they’ve  got  great  barbecue.   /   kenny  of  texas  chainsaw  3D.  heavily  headcanon  based.  written  by  grace.

list of starter calls (that i’ll get to after i’ve done other starters + current asks + possibly replies):

canon

everybody survives

before the curse

pre-canon

post-canon

all werewolves/infected

tma

list of starter calls (that i’ll get to after i’ve done other starters + current asks + possibly replies):

canon

everybody survives

before the curse

pre-canon

post-canon

all werewolves/infected

tma

list of starter calls (that i’ll get to after i’ve done other starters + current asks + possibly replies):

canon

everybody survives

before the curse

pre-canon

post-canon

all werewolves/infected

tma