Aesthetic:

Okay, but really, natural necromancer Stiles would've been so funny.

The Sheriff's success file is actually larger than his failure file because Stiles can just ask dead people who killed them and he can sense where the unburied corpses are so the number of missing persons goes down, too. And that's why he drags Scott out to the Preserve to look for Laura's body bc that's his 'job.'

I can't decide if he'd be besties with Lydia as another being of death magic, or if they'd have a kind of frenemies thing bc Lydia feels the constant need to Scream around him, and Stiles constantly gets a headache from all that goddamn racket.

He would be bros with Peter, tho bc, "you're the first reanimated person I've met that I didn't I raise myself! :D"

Peter: "I'm sorry, what the fuck did you just say?"

Also, he's learned nothing from Jurassic Park.

Stiles: Did you know that most dinosaur skeletons are actually plaster casts?

Scott: Did you learn that from the Internet?

Stiles: Nope, just a lot of very disappointing trips to the museum.

my favorite part of Crowley’s confession scene is how an immortal being with no need to have a body or breathe somehow managed to work himself into a very respectable level of hyperventilating

Just listen until the end, ok?

And then drown in feels.

(Listening with earphones/turning volume up will help)

Because of psychometry, Saiki is just constantly seeing the manufacturing process for thin plastic gloves. He has the psychic equivalent of those ‘How they were made’ videos playing in his peripheral at all times.

Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

"now which of version of angel dust will be the object of your affection?"

Porn version:

Husk: nah

Flirty version:

Husk: nope

Horny version:

Husk: absolutely not.

Covered in blood, holding multiple machine guns with a black eye, and so much confidence:

Husk: HELLO SAILOR

what does horror mean to you guys? Like, is it an artistic expression, maybe a type of comfort, etc etc. Love your podcasts!!! 🫶

I guess I see it much like any genre - as a kind of licence, based on audience expectation and audience trust, to take them to certain places.

For me the only difference with horror, and what really excites me about it, is that it's a particularly flexible licence, with fewer hard requirements, and the driver is given more scope to go to stranger, bleaker, and darker destinations in pursuit of something interesting.

So we can debate whether elevated horror or torture porn or soft Halloween spookadoodles or whatever counts as 'real' horror (or indeed whether The Silt Verses should be called contemporary dark fantasy instead), or like Stephen King in On Writing, we can try and impose some kind of hierarchy of the audience's emotional responses, but horror resists these attempts to clearly classify it: humanity's collective understanding of the genre remains broad and mutable enough to include existential terror, cosy ghost stories, transgressive body horror, bleak and violent nihilism, and goofy Lovecraftian kitsch.

I love some of this stuff as great art and hate some of it as trash (and love some of it as trash as well), but the joy of horror lies in the fact that it's such a big, anarchic, permissive playground.

Horror is the sign on the door that simply promises, 'Bad things are going to happen.'

This fanart of human Alastor from one of the official illustrators who works on Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss is fueling my American Horror Story: Hotel AU with H.H. Holmes-esque serial killer Alastor...

a few pieces i did last month on the patreon

IM SO F*CKING EXCITED ITS BEEN MY FAV TEEN WOLF FIC SINCE CHAPTER ONE OH MY GOD!!!!!

im writing the last few paragraphs of proclaim the truth and do not be silent through fear and i feel SICK