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sapphicblight · 1 year
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Idk if you have seen haunting of the hill house but I can't stop thinking of vegaspete in that universe. Like all of the cousins and brothers and like the conflict would be so delicious before finally arriving to love romantic or familial what have you. I just...there is really no horror au or spooky au when it comes to VP.
Like anything mike flanagan would suit them. I can literally see them playing out midnight mass. Vegas in the role of the priest bringing in a entity so that he may get the chance to live a life with Pete!
HI I LOVE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE SO MUCH MORE THAN I HAVE WORDS TO EXPRESS 👁️👄👁️
it’s a masterpiece. so much love was put into every single aspect of it, and it fucking SHOWS in the final product. i could write a novel length essay, but i won’t, because i’m trying to be normal about this. somehow. 
the possibilities for the theerapanyakuls’ various traumas manifesting as hauntings are endless and delicious, and imo could really work within canon as well. you mentioned midnight mass too for vegaspete and you’re definitely onto something there, because vegas has his weird religious culty vibe going on already with his naked firehazard mirror sessions. a lot of devil/demon metaphors have made the rounds for him (as well as a highly entertaining demon vegas au by @blackwatervial) and i’m a big sucker for anything that fits the ‘religious & horny’ aesthetic. 
i imagine vegas doing what his father demands him to do, and with each killing and round of torture and bad bdsm etiquette scene, his sins and inhumane acts begin to turn him into something inhuman. into a demon of his own making. it’s what he believes he was always meant to be, always was inside. a monster. maybe he also pushes himself to become like this to please his father. maybe his father is always calling him too soft, too human, so vegas strips away his humanity and flays his own soul into scraps to lay at his father’s feet — but it’s still not good enough. 
he starts getting delusions (or in his mind he finally sees the truth) about the reason for his failure being the main family, where korn is god and the guards are his angels keeping vegas from the glory he deserves because they’re punishing him for his sins. 
i’m remembering the bloodstain pattern on pete’s back during the coup, across his shoulderblades as if seeping from wounds left behind by angel wings having been ripped off. so yeah, maybe to vegas, pete is an angel, and in when he captures pete he strips him of his status, cuts into his halo, burns and then rips off his wings, and finally makes him join vegas in sin. he falls for pete, obviously, finds beauty in the extremely fucked up thing he’s remade pete into, worships pete in his own flawed way — and once he loves pete, the beautiful haze of it drops away. all that’s left is a man, broken beyond repair, all by vegas’ hands. angel or not, vegas destroyed the one good thing he had, the one thing that could have saved him. 
(on a non vegaspete sidenote, kim’s whole thing is protecting his family. the way kim’s fear could manifest, is that the moment he starts caring about someone, he can no longer see them as they are but rather as a brutally murdered version of themselves. it’s horrifying to look at, scares him to death, and it makes him push them away,even though the reason they look like this to him is because he loves and cares for them. he sees his brothers like that and one day he starts seeing chay like that too. maybe with chay the blood even drips down onto the floor, audible even when every other sound around them should be loud enough to drown it out. and it’s all part of his motivation to go to the extremes he does to both protect the people he loves and push them away; he’s terrified of them actually becoming the corpses he sees them as.)
🧍‍♂️ y’know how i said i wasn’t going to write an essay. i guess my final note is that the minor family compound was made for haunting, it’s practically asking for it, especially with its mazelike structure and all of vegas’ trauma weighing down the very air inside.
thank you so much anon for sending me this ask and making my brain go zoom, i had a lot of fun imagining vegas (and kim) getting haunted. 😊💖
(also, anyone who hasnt seen haunting of hill house go watch even if you don't like horror, trust me)
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helmtechnician · 3 months
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while Her Imperious Condescension's colonial pursuits never falter, She does take breaks.
And when She stops, So do I.
And, on some rare occasions, when the crew leaves the docked ship to visit a space station,
I get to leave with them.
Onboard the station, they take care of me, as ordered.
I can't function well without the wires anymore.
Doesn't matter, I'm always connected to wires these days.
The mechanics dote on me, and I'm often the most intact of the helmsmen docked for maintenance.
Sometimes I wish the crew would be more careless with me, and give me a chance to fade, like the rest of them do.
But, I know that all She will give me are a few, rare, days.
Spent in my small body looking outside, for as long as She will allow. So I go through the motions.
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abhainnwhump · 7 months
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Whumpee with a permanent collar around their neck.
Maybe Whumper used magic or simply a drill to seal a collar on their neck. A chain, a leather collar, one of those super cutesy fuzzy ones with a bow, it doesn't matter. Whumpee screams in pain getting it on and it somehow hurts worse once it's secured and dully throbbing.
The collar is too tight and they constantly feel out of breath. It constantly needs to be covered up with scarves or turtlenecks. They'd rather suffer in the heat than let anyone see. The worst part if that it is a permanent reminder of what happened. And they can't do anything about it without causing serious damage.
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pokimoko · 3 months
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hiii--- i know you mostly post/write about other fandoms but i just want to say that graceful degradation is probably one of THE best fics ive read of all time and i love it so so so much, it had me screaming into my pillow at like 2 in the morning. its such a unique and creative take on his backstory and the ANGSSTTT. oh my god...u are a genius
Thank you so much!!! Portal 2 was something I never imagined myself writing for, but I'm very glad I did, because writing that fic was a blast. It came out of my fondness for 'Flowers For Algernon' (which I read many years ago but has been stuck in the back of my mind ever since) and my need for a Portal fic that suited my particular niche of interests (which included, of course, my dear old friend angst). I'm so glad to hear you think of it so highly! That really means a lot 🥰
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sharpbluejay · 1 year
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i cannot stop thinking about the horror of mary’s resurrection, she died with all those secrets and she comes back to life and her babies are grown men and they know! they know what she did! john raised them as hunters which was the worst thing she could ever imagine happening to her children, they’re attached at the hip, they’ve died or tried to die for each other multiple times, her first day back on earth and she watches dean go insane with worry for sam since he's been kidnapped, they’re friends with monsters, they kill without flinching. her sons are strangers with her children’s names and the man she loved is dead, and apparently he was driven by her death every day until he killed himself for dean, and while dean dances around all those facts in her first episode back, sam gives her john's journal which has to be filled with some sick shit because again, john's grief changed him fundamentally to the point where she wouldn't recognize him. everything surrounding her resurrection is just horrifying, its a gift for dean but literally plunges mary into her worst nightmare
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acesammy · 9 months
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can i say something?
The fact that sam is not focused on in the later seasons is actually fucking amazing if we consider the alternative to be what happened to dean.. which was character assassination if anything.
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A while ago i wrote this fic for Halloween and i never posted it but now im kind of tempted to because with the amount of people i see arguing about if yiga husbands is problematic i think they would actually combust if they found out that i wrote a horror fanfiction of Sooga cooking and eating someone's arm
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ghostsofbeverlydr · 1 year
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cannot fathom bravely announcing that you don’t read books only fan fiction in an advanced fiction writing class. like yeah we can tell
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silhouettecrow · 10 months
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365 Days of Writing Prompts: Day 197
Adjective: Mournful
Noun: Quartz
Definitions for those who need/want them:
Mournful: feeling, expressing, or inducing sadness, regret, or grief
Quartz: a hard white or colorless mineral consisting of silicon dioxide, found widely in igneous, metamorphic, and sedimentary rocks, and it is often colored by impurities (as in amethyst, citrine, and cairngorm)
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galaxies-unknown-a · 2 years
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[Writings - Poisoning PT 3]
[PART 1 | PART 2]
[Under a cut for some light body horror(?) content. I-- was not planning on this becoming a small event thing but oH WELL.]
He’d thought, maybe, the fire combined with humiliation would be enough... Would force his brother to stop playing tricks, seeking to end everything good he’d ever had in his life.
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He’d walked home, covered in burnt-on blood, eyes glowing so bright that even the sun would have competition, ready to finally see his partner returned to him. He had obliterated any shred of goodness others saw in him that night, acting just as Notch had always warned...
A being of chaos.
A being of death.
Minecraft’s Demon.
He had done it all for a small vial, glittering like a trapped galaxy in a bottle. It had been hesitantly opened, the admin’s vision flickering over the other. Their chest still rose and fell by the barest of breaths, their skin was paler than usual- as if they’d spent a year underground. He opened their mouth, dripping in the contents of the vial.
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“....please...” His true voice, the barest hint of a croak. Herobrine had watched, his own breath catching as the other had stilled, then coughed--- the color for a moment returned, and with it, his hope. Perhaps his brother (for once in his rotten life) had not pulled the wool over his eyes, had let him have this one kindness....
That hope, however, started to fade as the color drained more rapidly from the other’s form. His hands rushed up, gripping at the other’s own. Calloused and burn-scarred. Were those his scars, or their’s?
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“WRITER!” His vocals nearly snapped at that, age-old injuries immediately ripping into him. But he paid it no mind, paid the entire world little heed as he was forced to watch the scene before him.
The color drained, their body slowly gaining a more ashen hue... And then darker, darker still. The color blackened in their hair, brunette-brown shifting to an obsidian purple. They shifted-- they were alive, they were-
Their scream tore into his soul. Both eyes opened at once, revealing pure-black surrounding a fading hazel orb, one that was quickly molding- transforming. Was that-- a glow?--
Their scream was blood-curdling, choked and clouded with terror and agony. It was a noise he knew quite well from his youth- the screams of Notch’s victims, late in the night. It made his very heart tear in two in a fraction of a second, hands suddenly being gripped by something far stronger than anything Writer had ever offered. The hazel finally winked out, replaced by pure-black...
And they collapsed back onto the bed.
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“--stay, stay with me-- Writer! WRITER!!” Their breathing was back, but now it was hoarse and ragged, each breath half-tinted by a shudder. Their entire body was flickering, as if it was caught between this world and the next- but the changes continued, all the same. It wasn’t until their skin was a deep ash and their hair a darkened purple that it finally seemed to stop.
He hesitantly pulled one hand away from their’s, resting it near their neck. They were breathing, yes, but... What if this was one of Notch’s----?!
Ice cold.
Their skin was like touching an ice spire deep in the frozen lands.-- But he could feel a heartbeat underneath it, weak... But there.
“...ero...”
Herobrine nearly jumped clear through the roof.-- It was their voice, warped to an echoing tone, as if it was coming from the bottom of a mineshaft. His heart fell straight into the depths of the Nether as he watched them slowly open their eyes...
And he was met with two glowing cubes of gold.
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“....Hero?...” He didn’t hesitate. The other was pulled into an embrace, Herobrine closing his eyes as he squeezed them as much as he could without potentially breaking bones. There was a weak wheeze, and he speedily let go- quick to return them to a laying position on the bed. “....everything hurts...”
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lesbiansanemi · 2 years
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Okay so I finally watched the second half of wonder egg priority and finished it last night and like.... I am honestly super disappointed with it? Like the first half was genuinely so good! It had so much potential and I was loving it! But the second half was literally just plot twist after plot twist, none of which were properly built up or explained or actually aided the narrative imo. They just created more questions that weren’t properly answered, along with several other questions from the beginning of the series that weren’t properly answered either. Not to mention it didn’t really feel like anyone got a proper character arc (except maybe Ai, though hers still felt really rushed in the last couple episodes). Plus the ending was just.... unsatisfying? I’m not even upset that the girls they brought back to life didn’t remember them, that was fine and I actually liked that, but the main girls just stopped being friends and never went back to the dream world to get any answers to their questions? (Until Ai in like the last minute of the last episode anyways). Like.... idk, I just think it had a lot of potential, but instead of capitalizing on that potential, the writers decided to try making it even more complicated and kinda ruined what the series originally set up..... kinda sucks
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dongpound · 2 years
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I’m gonna say something controversial
If tmnt writers really wanna lean into “the fly” references w Baxter they should make him hot. like I’m sorry but have u SEEN The Fly 1986 ? Have u seen it ? Jeff Goldblum has a mullet. He’s sweaty and unhinged. He’s fucking Geena Davis. and I just think we should embrace the idea of Baxter as a hot nerd with an insufferable personality and also I want his fly form to constantly look this wet and disgusting like tmnt’s design but cranked up 20 notches of nasty
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bataranqs · 2 years
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5 Happy Things
09/03/2022
1. Lychee drinks
2. Taro drinks
3. Lychee jelly in drinks!!!
4. Ice Capps
5. Goofy straws
#5 happy things#anyways i've been thinking lately and i just#REALLY like when villains talk all gently and softly and kindly and do that lil like gentle i-could-hurt-you-but-why-would-i touch thingy mm#and the protag like can't move or smth not bc they can't but bc they know the villain is powerful enough that they can't move y'know???#i don't know if i'm expressing this right but like#ugh i hate using this example bc the way they did it SUCKED and was so lame but in bnha when shiggy meets izuku at the mall?#and he puts his hand on the back of izuku's neck (i think) and izuku can't move bc if he does shiggy could just put his fifth finger down?#whatever that was so boring bc i have a bias against hoshi's writing but when done RIGHT... yeah#gently brushing fingers against your cheek or tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and you can't MOVE bc you're so scared#speaking softly saying stuff like 'my dear' or talking about inane things that don't matter bc they know they're in control#i just read a really good well done portrayal of this in this naruto fanfic called 'a lack of wisdom' (which i'll tentatively recc) and it#WHOOOOOO#i've been LOOKING for a portrayal that good and it just hit the spot#some of the darker dick grayson/[creepy older man] fics do it well too but they never resolve the way i want y'know?#they're just so depressing there's no happy ending#wow this is actually incoherent#i should just. leave a comment on the fic telling the writer how much i love that scene eh#i wanted really badly to write a good scene like this in 'the journey' (the spidey horror fanfic) but i didn't get to :/#not good enough yet#but when i am good enough i'll write a good scene like this hopefully and it'll be so good
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austerulous · 2 years
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For the first time in literally years I’ve managed to binge-watch something.  Season 9 of American Horror Story yesterday, and most of season 10 today.  Hoo boy, when Doris remarks of her writer husband “he usually agonises over five pages for two or three days” I felt it in my soul.
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confused-and-dickless · 10 months
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I am spinning my homemade blorbos in my head rn but I can't draw good and I don't even have a solid idea of what they look like. They don't even have names. But I know them like my own soul. And they're in love. And they're me. And they're everything. And they love each other. One of them loves soup. Tumblr I'm telling you you'd love these fuckers if only I know how to express anything about them. Maybe I'll write out their backstory and a few of their adventures.
#husband and wife in a fantasy setting. hes huge. shes sleepy. and also some kind of eldritch horror.#they're a power couple you see#my ocs#i should at least make a tag for them even if i dont know their names yet bc i want to post about them to motivate myself to develop them#the horror and her bounty hunter#that works#basically she's cursed with Horrorific Powers that are slowly killing her. she spends most of her time sleeping#when she wakes up its either to kill people to protect her husband or to make and eat soup using ingredients her husband collects#hes a bounty hunter who is always searching for a way to cure her and also find her little treats and special ingredients for her soups#oh yeah and they're nomadic bc of the whole bounty hunter thing. that might seem difficult due to her constant eepiness#do they have a pet donkey? a little wagon? even better. he carries her around in a sling#he is both huge and strong but it also helps that she is very wee#also both of them speak very little#he's just the strong silent type who doesn't have much to say to most people (but he does sing to her and tell her stories)#and she is almost fully nonverbal and makes a lot of chittery and gutteral noises that are off putting to most people#but he understands her (not in a weird magic language way just in a he knows her so well way)#also she's incredibly intelligent! just very foggy most if the time because of her curse/illness#she knows how to write and before the curse starts affecting her acute motor function she actually was a great writer#anyway. i am eepy.#also i think its very obvious that i have a habit of making characters that reflect my disabilities. this is probably the most blatant one#but you see i love myself very much and if you create something from love then what do you have to lose
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drchucktingle · 2 months
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do you have any advice for writers who are trying to get their first book published?
as usual i will preface this with the reminder there is no 'correct' way to make art. i am not universally 'right' about any of this, but i can let you in on my thoughts and things i have noticed if that helps
more than anything what i would recommend to any artist is to find joy in the TROT, not the result. set goals that are in the action of doing, not in some future ending where you have 'become' something.
in other words, i have never dreamed of being a writer, i dream of writing.
its not about being an actor one day, its about a life of acting. its not about being a painter one day, its about a life of painting. its not about being a singer one day, its about a life of singing. if you can find joy and gratitude and RESONATE WITH THIS TIMELINE through the act of creation, then there really is no stopping you because you are not relying on any external systems to reach your goals you are fueled entirely from yourself. this also accounts for the fact that LUCK AND CIRCUMSTANCE are a huge factor in many of these big dreams, but they are rarely a huge factor in your ability to simply create. you are already a creator, we are all creators
when you do this the timeline will bend to you, not the other way around
as a BUSINESS BUCKAROO i will never do anything that is me BEGGING AND PLEADING for attention from a larger entity (publishing company, tv studio, what the heck ever). i am not over here worried and biting my fingernails. anything that feels like a LOTTO TICKET where i say 'please please please pick me' is not how i operate. instead i love working with buckaroos who see me as an equal entity and the discussion is 'you are cool, we are cool, lets trot together'
how did i get to the place where this is a mutual conversation instead of chuck begging for crumbs of attention? i focused on LOVING THE ACT OF CREATING not the desire to be a creator.
chucks big five publishing deal happened because i wrote a horror novel myself and then tweeted out 'would anyone like to traditionally publish this book?'. no query letters, no agent, THATS IT.
but that is ALSO the short version. the long version is that i spent a decade creating and publishing my own stuff BECAUSE I LOVE CREATING AND PUBLISHING MY OWN STUFF
THAT is how i would recommend approaching these things. YOU are doing your cool as heck thing and when that starts to resonate with this timeline others will be drawn to it. if that means sending out query letters to agents and all that then HECK YEAH go for it bud, just so long as you maintain the MENTALITY that you are looking for an equal partner not a one in a million ticket BECAUSE YOU WILL BE MAKING THIS INCREDIBLE ART ANYWAY, AND IF THEY WANT TO COME ALONG AND RIDE WITH YOU THEN LETS TROT, AND IF NOT LETS STILL TROT BECAUSE YOU ARE A VALID, WORTHY CREATOR REGARDLESS
so i guess thats my publishing advice
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