Black Eyed Children will forever be the creepiest folk tale to me. I have no idea why but it chills me to my core. Into the Dark: They Come Knocking on Hulu is so well done and so creepy. I wish there was a little more lore building and less focus on the grief metaphor but fuuuuucccckkkk that movie has me freaked.

I hope everyone realizes that aside from Crowley not being in heaven, Aziraphale will also not have anything else he likes.

There are no books in heaven. There's no tea or hot chocolate, no music, no crêpes or sushi. So not only does he lose the love of his life and has to operate without him, but he also isn't allowed any of his comfort things, all while I'm sure the angels are hostile against him (even if they pretend otherwise).

Aziraphale has nothing.

I think we as a society moved on way too fast from Lloyd canonically being a part of The lego movie events

I think more people would realize they like horror (this goes for all genres, horror is simply the one I have the most experience with) if they stopped thinking they had to like every type of horror. The amount of times I've had someone say they don't like horror, only for me to introduce them to horror comedies or creature features or psychological horror etc and watch them delight in it again and again borders on the absurd. Why are people convinced they must enjoy every inch of such a broad, expansive landscape in order to be able to claim some fondness for it? I don't love every poem I read; still, it would never occur to me that that means I must not really like poetry. There are many horror movies I outright dislike and many more I simply don't jive with. That doesn't take away from the fact that it's my favorite genre. I see this the most regarding horror and romance--always interesting to me, the similar ways in which those genres are treated--and in fact I've been guilty of assuming that because I dislike most of the more popular romances, it must mean I don't like romance as a whole. Which, of course, is unfair to the wide range which romance has, a deep ocean which I have and do occasionally find solace in. Still, I've always struggled to say I like it. Why? Romance as a genre has far more to offer than just Harlequin novels and American comedies from the 2000s. Just as there's more to horror than slashers and anatomical queasiness. Nothing wrong with liking or disliking those things, but pretending they are the be all/end all or even the majority of their respective genres means shutting the door on countless opportunities not just of enjoyment but real, genuine love.

That was a very heavy-handed grief metaphor

this is directed at everyone who thinks jason would beat cass. "oh he has a gun." she can dodge bullets. does it for fun, even

this idea's been rattling around in my brain for FAR too long and i can't make it pay rent so im finally evicting it onto the page

I'll add the links to the rest of the pages under the readmore as I complete them!

[START] - You Are Here

[more WIP]

aventurine waiting room

Fellas is it gay to top the Radiant Knight

part of me really wants to play a lolth-sworn drow just because i think going ‘all of you need to quit your gods. except me im fine’ is a really funny ongoing bit when tav doesn’t get their own personal quest

Jasmine is knocked out and kidnapped. Her brother (or siblings?? We could add in Dani and Dan) has to save her. She comes to and knows he’s arrived when a radio turns on by itself (because spooky vibes… it’s all about presentation) and starts playing Teenagers by My Chemical Romance.

my favourite soapghost trope is soap accidentally seeing ghost without his mask and instantly covering his eyes so he doesn’t see anything

sukuna guard dog trope, but he is actually a dog hybrid 💖

Okay what in the Hills Have Eyes is this????

Sorry for shitty sketches but I’ve been thinking about this for months now and had to get it out of my system ❤️