#monster love story

[starlling-writes]

Bewitching Monsters - Sleep Paralysis Demon P1

Series Rating: 18+ Chapter Contains: alcohol mention Pairing: f/?

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“You really didn’t need to do so much for me,” Theo sheepishly said. She was moving in today. While she insisted she’d quickly find her own place, I had no problem with her staying much longer. I already reorganized the first floor, clearing out the area below my loft and hanging a heavy, privacy curtain, as well as the strands of firefly lights I had ordered for her some time ago.

“‘So much’ would’ve been building your own room. Though I do plan on building an addition at some point. So if you’re still here by then, it’s absolutely yours.”

“Witch—”

“Ah buh buh,” I interrupted her, holding up my hand in a stopping gesture. “No arguing.”

“You never offered me my own room,” Caera playfully pouted.

“You would never stay in your own room if you had one! You’d just keep your clothes in there and come sleep in my bed every night like you already do.”

“Look!” she started. I looked at her expectantly but, to no surprise, she did not continue. She uncrossed and recrossed her legs and looked away.

“That’s what I thought.”

Theo’s suppressed laughter finally broke free and filled the room. She was going to be a delight to have around. We continued unpacking her things, drinking some wine, and dancing to music. I needed more days like this. Unwinding with good friends.

Unfortunately, our revelry was cut short. There was a knock at the door—so much for Closed signs. I turned down the music and answered it. “Hello?”

A nervous looking lagomorph greeted me. There were bags under their eyes; I assumed they were looking for a magical sleep aid of some kind. “Sorry to interrupt. I saw the sign, but with Vael still recovering from his morph ritual…” they trailed off. At least they acknowledged their overstep. “Sorry. I should just come back tomorrow.”

Good thing for them I had had just enough wine where I decided to take pity on them. “It’s fine.” I closed the door behind me and motioned to the garden table and chairs. When we sat down, I realized I brought my glass with me. I set it aside and got to business. “What can I do for you?”

“There’s been a sleep paralysis demon visiting me lately. I don’t necessarily want to banish it, but I want to know why it’s visiting me. Can you help?”

“I’ve never handled something like this,” I admitted. I quickly checked in with my Patron to see if I could even handle this sort of situation. Payment options were granted, though cautiously, so I continued, “But I’m willing to try. It might take me awhile to sort out, just to be upfront.”

“That’s fine,” they said with a soft, relieved sigh. “It hasn’t been malicious yet, so I’m not too worried about a quick turnaround. But it has been spiking my anxiety and making it harder for me to get any decent sleep.”

“Alright. Would it be okay for me to come by tomorrow night?”

“Yeah, sure,” they said, surprised. “That sounds good.”

We chatted for a bit longer—I wanted to get back inside, back to enjoying girl’s night, but I couldn’t bring myself to half-ass my work duties. Before Lori left, we talked over the payment. We didn’t settle on one, but since he was okay with the different options I offered, I agreed to finalizing payment later.

The next day, I visited the archive. When I entered, Lybras was lecturing someone at the front desk—a new face; a young-looking dragon with scales that made me think of a sunset. An intern? That’d be exciting. Especially given how I felt their gaze follow me as I passed by, making Lybras snap at them.

There were only a small handful of books on sleep paralysis; even fewer on sleep demons. I gathered them all, and any others that might be helpful. Perhaps Qiriol might’ve been of some help if they were still around. Were dreameaters much different than sleep paralysis demons? Couldn’t hurt to look into. For all I knew, this might not even be a sleep demon, but another kind of shadow creature.

I fell down a research rabbit hole. Lybras had to come kick me out because I lost track of so much time.  Fuck—I even skipped lunch. I apologized for my mess, tidied up what I could, then quickly made my way to the Laughing Grove.

Valzok and his coworkers were all there, deep in their drinks already. They talked me into joining them—not that that was difficult. I drew the line at drinking though. I did have work to do tonight. But it was fun to take a long dinner and get a bit rowdy with them all.

I left before they did. The energy drop between leaving the revelry and walking to Lori’s place left me ready for a nap. And I seemed the only one close to sleep.

“Witch! You’re here,” Lori greeted me brightly.

“Good evening.” I followed him inside.

“Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you anything?”

“Glass of water.” While he went off to get it, I took a casual glance around his place. It was overall sparse, typical for such a young adult. It was also freshly cleaned. And not just dusted. Judging by the large gaps on some of the shelves, the handful of books stacked without visible spines—he’d taken the time to hide things. It made me curious, but I wouldn’t pry.

“So…” Lori started after returning. His ears twitched as he shifted his weight back and forth between each foot. “Usually I… I sleep in the nude. I can totally wear something,” he quickly added. “I usually can’t sleep as well when I do, but I can.”

“It’s fine,” I quickly stopped him. “It doesn’t bother me, so sleep however you’d like. Just let me know when you’re ready for bed.”

I prepped a little area in his bedroom to observe him. I set a protective circle. Lit some candles. Mixed a few drops of a tincture I made yesterday and freshly muddled mint into my glass of water. When Lori was ready for bed, I had him take a drink, then took a drink myself—hopefully this would help connect me to him during the paralysis.

He settled into bed. I settled into a chair. It took around an hour for him to fall asleep. A few more for him to snap awake.

“Lori?”

He didn’t respond. Couldn’t. I stood up and walked up next to him. His eyes shifted from me to then the foot of his bed multiple times. It was here—even though I couldn’t see it. “I acknowledge your presence here,” I said to the empty space I was guessing the demon occupied. “I hope you can understand my words.”

I started to ask it questions. Lori’s attention stayed locked on the demon; I used that to track any movements it made. I made what little notes I could. Hopefully later, Lori could help fill in more. I doubted it could speak with him, which would make this situation easier—payment options like Lori’s were rarely for simple contracts—but with so few ideas of my own, I really hoped that the demon was doing something that could help me.

The paralysis only lasted for about ten minutes. Lori stretched and shook out his body as he sat up in bed. I handed him the glass of water. After he nearly gulped down the entire thing, I asked, “Alright, so what happened?”

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#monster love #exophilia #monster love story #exophilia fiction #sleep paralysis demon #demon x human #Bewitching Monsters #my writing

[lomlompurim]

respost separated from the og post bc I really liked this silly little thing I made

And a little extra of my own

little binghe has a goal in this life and it only gets worse once he mets sqq, no one dares to threaten his position as sqq's future wife, he literally was born to be his spouse!!

#scum villain's self saving system #svsss #sillies #bingqiu #人渣反派自救系统 #svsss fanart #luo binghe #shen qingqiu #tianlang jun #I like to think little bunhe asked his father to let him write letters to his misterious future husband #to get to know him more before their wedding #and tlj hopeless romantic that he is of course says yes #zzl! go for a reliable mailman of the court! #so one day sqq still is on the way to become peak lord and start recieving letters apparently from tlj's child??? #so weird but eeh its okay its a way to check on how the protagonist is doing! #so he displays his full autistic caring mother rizz on those letters #and binghe swoons everytime he reads his poetry #and his tales about monsters and artifacts and some weird stories sqq makes up for him #(he is telling him about anime) #idiots in love #binghe thinks they are courting from distance #sy thinks he has a very adorable pen pal #sxy is in the corner probably keeping an eye on everthing to be sure her son is safe #tlj is living this arranged marriage like a telenovela

[just-some-trans-nobody]

I just want a grumpy werewolf to look over to me and immediately start wagging his tail. I would melt if that happened.

#monster #monster boyfriend #i just want to cuddle a fluffy werewolf #i just want a werewolf boyfriend #monster fucker #werewolves #gay werewolves #gay werewolf #werewolf #i just think they're neat #i want a werewolf to hold me gently #i want to kiss a werewolf #i want to ignore all my duties and kiss a big werewolf #monster stories #man i love werewolfs #im weak to the thought of werewolfs #rant about werewolfs #werewolfs being cute #grumpy werewolf

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

He was just being a silly little guy!

[First] Prev <–-> Next

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #jin guangyao #wen ruohan #nie mingjue #lan xichen #JGY's character is the zigging and zagging guy of all time #We love a little meow meow that can bite and scratch and kill you. #We also love a little meow meow that can mewl pathetically! #'He's evil now and torturing his former friend?" ZAG TIME: He's a spy and feels soooo awful about it!! #ZIG TIME: He (probably) didn't need to go that deep into the role and kill as many people as he did. #Something I really love about the sworn brother trio is how they reflect how our feelings distort our perception of others. #Lan Xichen represents how when we love/care about someone -anything they do can be endearing. They aren't manipulative: they are clever. #Its less about rose tinted glasses and more about reframing every look you get of them. The constant justifications you make for them. #They just need a space to be loved! “They care for me so I will stand by them no matter what to show them I'm there for them!” #While NMJ represents how when you dislike someone - Everything they do is an affront or proof of their foul character. #Everything is a sign. Everything is 'proof' they are just as awful as you want them to be. Every 'good trait' is twisted. #The problem is that most people are just human. They are flawed and they are capable of good and bad things. #Meng Yao's motivations are very complex. Yet he's extremely human all the same. He isn't the saint nor the monster of the story.

[yandere-writer-momo]

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Welcome to my Domain of Debauchery

Hi, I’m Momo. I am a writer for a fantasy yandere blog. My request blog is only open for original work now, it’s not longer for fandom (once in a blue moon I will dabble).

What you can request: anything. There are no rules because it’s all original work now. For Baki, my rules are simply no incest or Noncon.

This is a fantasy/ horror/ Yandere blog now so I now have creative freedom without worrying about keeping a character ‘in character.’ They can be as insane as anyone wants.

But I still will be writing Baki fanfics/ head canons. (Love my muscular men +Kozue)

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Master list:

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Love Me More

Pinky Promise (Part 1)

Baki Short Stories (Not Yandere):

A Hug (Jack)

Eat (Retsu)

Don’t Push It (Jack)

A Piece of Me (Shiba Chiharu)

Oppai (Katsumi)

Yandere Baki Short Stories:

Mine (Hanayama and Kizaki) 🌶️

Family (Katsumi and Jack)

Him & Him (Katsumi and Retsu) 🌶️

Later (Yujiro)

Pet (Baki) 🌶️

Hold on (Baki)

Extra Eyes (Baki and Hanayama) 🌶️

I’m Here Now (Katsumi)

Promise (Part 1) (Katsumi and Katou)

Promise (Final Part) (Katsumi and Katou)

Katsumi Yandere fluff (Katsumi)

The Edge (Hanayama) 🌶️

Loco (Jun)

Fantasies (Katou)

Training (Katou) 🌶️

All Bark, No Bite (Katou) 🌶️

More (Katsumi)

A Miracle (Katsumi)

Wake Up (Jack)

Awake (Jack and Hanayama)

Three’s A Crowd But Four’s A Party (Pickle)

Belonging (Jack) 🌶️

Fate (Jun)

Baby With My Baby (Katsumi) 🌶️

The Spectator (Hector and Katsumi) 🌶️

Change of Fate (Retsu)

A Game of Cat and Mouse (Hanayama)

Rent-a-girlfriend (Harem)

Courtship (Pickle)

Saccharine Kisses (Matsumoto Kozue)

My Beloved Best Friend (Hector Doyle)

Paparazzi (Hanayama Kaoru)

Covet (Hanayama and Katsumi)

Longing (Part 1) (Katsumi) 🌶️

Longing (Final) (Katsumi) 🌶️

Delusion (Baki)

Destiny (Hanayama)

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Bambi, Jackie, and Kaori 🌶️

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Suzuna (Sukune)

Jackie

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Sonia and Gaia

Humdah Ali Jr

Pickle

Violet Kisses (Kasumi and Jackie)

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Violet Kisses (Final) (Jackie, Kasumi, & Kaori) 🌶️

Monster Baki

Haunted (Retsu) 🌶️

Little Mate (Katsumi) 🌶️

The Dragon’s Bride (Prelude) (Hanayama)

The Dragon’s Bride (Hanayama and Jack)

The Corpse Husband (Katsumi)

Harpy Hanayama

Moth Man Pickle

Merman Pickle

Merman Pickle (Part 2)

Merman Baki

How Deep is Your Love (Jun and Katsumi)

Merman Hanayama

Werewolf Jack

Lamb to the Slaughter (Jack)

Lost and Found (Part 1) (Jun and Oliva)

Wonderland AU:

Down the Rabbit Hole (Harem)

Tea Party (Retsu)

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Heart Shaped Wound (novel)

Baki Kinktober 2023:

Day 1: Hector Doyle 🌶️

Day 2: Shinogi Kureha 🌶️

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Day 4: Doppo Orochi 🌶️

Day 5: Gaia & Sikorsky 🌶️

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Day 7: Baki Hanma 🌶️

Day 8: Kaioh Retsu 🌶️

Day 9: Biscuit Oliva 🌶️

Day 10: Katsumi Orochi (lime)

Day 11: Kiyosumi Katou 🌶️

Day 12: Biscuit Oliva 🌶️

Day 13: Hanayama Kaoru 🌶️

Day 14: Nomi no Sukune the 2nd 🌶️

Day 15: Yujiro Hanma 🌶️

Day 16: Pickle 🌶️

Day 17: Hanayama Kaoru 🌶️

Day 18: Izou Motobe 🌶️

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Day 20: Jun Guevara

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[monstersandbrothers]

I saw a post on here a while ago and wish I could find it again but basically it was about how OP doesn’t think wincest is unrequited so much as it is unspoken and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since. because like . Yes. Yes. Y es . i’m pretty much on board with any kind of wincest u present to me, platonic, romantic, familial, unrequited, requited, I’ll take the freaks in any form no notes. But. a version of samdean where they are both AGONIZINGLY in love with each other but believe there is no way the other feels the same OR that they both know exactly how weird they are about each other but are afraid to look at it directly or bring it into the light because the ramifications of doing so are so monumental and it doesn’t really matter anyway because they will never change. Like I’m personally a big fan of “nothing physical happened between them pre-Stanford but whatever WAS between them was so all-consuming and terrifying sam had to get away before it destroyed them both.” But then it destroyed them anyway. and it’s forever just this monster lurking that they know is there and it’s made all the larger because they will never speak of it. they speak around it, they cover for themselves with “he’s my brother” over and over and over he’s my brother. He’s my brother. He’s my BROTHER. but they can never say the words. They can never yank the sickness out. THAT. that. Thaht. DISCUSS

#desire like a monster #thinking about this makes me insane #it’s quite literally the most tragic love story ever told #no one will ever convince me otherwise #also if u know the post I’m speaking of PLEASE TELL ME #spn #supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #samdean #gencest #wincest #weirdcest #thoughts #sam and dean

[bananafire11]

More godzilla minus one doodles (ft. Legendary)

#had to get my gman in there #still fawning over the movie #such a good little story for the characters #perfect balance of moral story and giant monster #quickly falling in love with this vers. of godzilla #fun to draw too #godzilla minus one #godzilla #godzilla minus 1 #godzilla fanart #legendary godzilla #monsterverse #kaiju #my art

[bonkalore]

Let's be honest: this kind of content is the reason most people have followed me for. Domestic size difference is the good shit tho~ <3

#Daniel Spellbound #Jayce Chinda #Lucy Santana #Jacy #Bleeding Magic AU #giant tiny #size difference #my art #my comics #demon #monster #demon boyfriend #monster human romance #this is def later in the story and he's actually Very Big and kind of fucked up #but he needs love!!!

[rev-tone]

read pluto

#naoki urasawa's pluto #pluto #OBSESSED nearly read it all in one day #so fuckign good #starts out as a murder mystery and as it all unfolds ough #i lvoe all the robots so fuckign bad #the character designs go INSANE i gtota fucking read MONSTER now #LOVE THIS STORY FUCK MY LIIIIIIIIIIFE #I HAVE TO WATCH TEH ANIME SOMETIME.......... #TCH #ANYWAYS

[mossymandibles]

Did some more art of Sleipnir while finally watching Lake Mungo.

Also fixed the brightness on those other two so maybe they’re a little easier to see now.

They will stomp you with their fancy little gossamer hooves.

#hey look at my weird horse #leviathan #sea monster #siphonophore #thalassophobia #sleipnir #the movie had an impeccable mood #very sad but very chilling #love that #no unnecessary jump scare bs #just a good ghost story

[tlcartist]

The beheading of Cazador

Closeups and background info below 👇

This is a classic painting study based off of Judith slaying Holofernes by Artemisia Gentileschi, 1614–18. In the story, Judith, a beautiful widow, is able to enter the tent of Holofernes because of his desire for her. Holofernes was an Assyrian general who was about to destroy Judith's home, the city of Bethulia. Overcome with drink, he passes out and is decapitated by Judith.

#my art #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 cazador #illustration #digital illustration #digital art #fantasy #dnd #d&d #can’t believe this monster is finally done #shockingly this took me less than 25 hours #y’all I just love Astarion so much and his story means so much to me #I’m like actually really proud of this one #wow guess who was dumb and misspelled Cazador when they initially posted this lmao

[starlling-writes]

Bewitching Monsters - Sleep Paralysis Demon P2

Series Rating: 18+ Chapter Contains: swearing, brief suggestive scenes Pairing: f/?

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Overall, nothing happened with the sleep demon. Nothing seemingly helpful, that is. According to Lori, it didn’t seem to respond to anything I asked. It looked me over, leaned in close to me, then returned to its position on the bed where it apparated. Then it just kept pointing at me and then to its mouth. When I obviously didn’t understand what it meant, it became frustrated. It glared at Lori as it sharply pointed at me then at its open mouth.

Then the sleep paralysis broke.

Hopefully, this didn’t mean it wanted to eat me—I had trouble thinking of any other interpretations, though.

The rest of the night I spent reading up on sleep demons and sleep magic. Since Lori didn’t have another episode that night, I got a through a lot. And I had some new ideas to try out. The most blatant was leaving a written note the demon could hopefully read, then respond to. Others… well, I still needed to work out a way for me to talk to it before I could seriously entertain some of them.

Besides a note, my next plan was to also dreamwalk. I didn’t care for the practice—I had seen it abused more than a handful of times. But there was little avoiding it right now. Since I didn’t dream, I’d have to make a physical item to act as both ship and anchor. And that meant it was time to get a little crafty and make a sachet.

I always enjoyed going all out and adding as much small magic into the sachets I made. From the color and type of fabric for the bag and drawstring, to filling them with a well-rounded amount and types of items. When I could, I’d make them on days with celestial placements that would help further the intentions along. It didn’t make much of a difference. But it was fun. Besides, I spent way too much time in school having to memorize such things that I was determined to get at least some use out it all.

That night, Lori was quite excited to try out my next plan, likely since it meant we had to share his bed. Again, he offered to wear pajamas. Again, I told him it was unnecessary. Though given his palpable interest, I definitely was wearing some.

Dreamwalking was a strange experience. When I first became conscious, I was sitting in a fog with a dull red string leading away from me. “Lori?” I called out. A soft glow lit the thread for a second. It didn’t fully fade away. I stood up and started following the string into the fog, periodically calling to Lori.

The fog lifted, revealing hillocks of wildflowers and tall grasses. We were connected now. I turned and found Lori in quite the compromising position with some tentacled aberration. I looked away out of politeness, then cleared my throat to make my presence known.

Lori cursed as he began sorting himself out. “Witch?! Oh gods… Hold on.” The scene shifted a little as I waited. Behind us, I could now hear the gentle burbles of a slow river. “I guess the dreamwalking worked.”

“So it has. Hopefully this will keep us connected when you experience sleep paralysis—if you even do tonight, that is.” I sat down at the water’s edge. Lori joined me. His dream version of himself was taller and huskier; his fur might’ve been a bit longer too. And he wore an egregiously flowy robe, made of some thin fabric. I didn’t dare tell him how much control he had; else I end up dressed like him instead of the simple black dress I wore over to his place that night. “Is there any commonalities between what you dream and nights the demon visits?”

He shrugged. “Not that I can think of. I mean, my dreams don’t really deviate… except right now.” He scratched behind his ear, looking away from me. “Fuck this is weird—to be aware! N-not that I’m not dreaming my… usual. Dreams. I’m just gonna shut up now.”

I laughed and lay back on the soft grass. “Go continue if you want. We got time to kill.”

He didn’t. But judging by the subtle way I could sense the surroundings change, he was contemplating it.

Suddenly, we were snapped out of the dream. For a moment, I lingered in the fog again before forcing myself to wake up. It was a shock, at first. My body wouldn’t move and there was a large, looming shadow at the foot of the bed.

Success so far. Now for the hard part.

Before bed, I instructed Lori to make pointed looks to the note we left on his nightstand. I also gestured the best I could with just my eyes. We got the message across. The paralysis demon slunk over us to look at it.

Fuck, did it feel ghastly to be so unable to shudder. It wasn’t that it was frightening—it was as amorphous as Qiriol was. Its proximity just provoked that reaction.

Unfortunately, it didn’t seem inclined to respond to the note. Instead, it turned to me, touched my chest, then again opened and pointed at its mouth. I wanted to scream that I didn’t understand. I settled for trying to make as confused of an expression as I could muster—my facial muscles didn’t fully feel frozen, so I hope I got something across.

And… I think it worked? Not that I was super excited by this, because then the demon’s fingers slid down the front of my romper. The reflex to shudder was worse when it touched me. But when I recovered, things started to make more sense. The demon was holding up my charm necklace by the locket that held the drop of darkness Qiriol gave me. So it was a connection to dreameaters!

Finally, some real progress was being made. Though now I started to wonder if this meant I needed to eat it or just put it in my mouth. Maybe bite it? At least one step had been made.

 The demon seemed satisfied that I understood, so it turned its focus to Lori. It made some gestures—some quite questionable, even when amorphous. I closed my eyes. I wasn’t feeling particularly voyeuristic tonight. I did my best to ignore what was happening on the other side of the bed, and instead focused on what I had just learned.

Once the paralysis ended, I dispelled the dreamwalking charm. Lori could privately have his lewd dreams again. And with tomorrow’s night now planned, I could sleep easy—on Lori’s couch—with an easy, free day ahead of me.

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#monster love #exophilia #monster love story #exophilia fiction #sleep paralysis demon #demon x human #Bewitching Monsters #my writing

[just-some-trans-nobody]

What if I kissed a werewolf on top of there head? Just a little smooch as a treat.

#monster #monster boyfriend #monster stories #werewolves #monster fucker #werewolf girl #gay werewolves #gay werewolf #werewolf #werewolf bf #werewolf lover #trans werewolf #trans werewolves #kissing werewolfs #man i love werewolfs #werewolf are just so cute I want to kiss them all #cuddly werewolf #werewolf cute #werewolfs being cute

[mangoshibi]

*Presents a DVD copy of a brightly colored character with WELCOME HOME on it* Here, you go, Garry! I got a show you and your daddies might wanna watch together! It had fun puppets! (Seriously, check out the Welcome Home ARG, its fantastic)

I believe Garry would honestly enjoy the show

#monster garry #creepypasta #eyeless #Zalgo #shibi art #welcome home #wally darling #I love welcome home though!!! #the style and story is amazing!! #Garry would so love it!! even with the scary undertones #I mean I don’t think Wally would try anything with the god of corruption right there

[captain-noir]

‘louis should go to therapy’ and ‘louis should work on himself’ and ‘louis deserves better than lestat’ are for the boring, conventional yellow bellied normies. i sincerly hope he gets worse. i hope he sells everyone he loves and cares for down the river for lestat’s radioactive dick. i hope he turns into the most predatory vampire akasha accused him of being and i hope he does it with a twinkle in his eyes

#interview with the vampire #louis de pointe du lac #he is an insane little man who has managed to convince you lot of his innocence #he is performer too #he's weaving this macabre and wacky story about monsters dressing up as humans #he has a human farm! #a private hangar #a vampire doctor #a fleet of human servants at his beck and call #and he wants to bring about an apocalypse for both the human and vampire species because he is bored #he is not right in the head #there's something reptellian in modern louis #he kissed and married lestat when his mouth was full of his priests viscera #he is the worst #i love him to bits

[rebornrosess]

rewatching a “kid’s” film as an adult and realizing that it’s actually Very Good and enjoyable and smart and enthralling regardless of your age is one of my favourite forms of nostalgia. realizing a movie didn’t talk down to you when you were a kid is incredibly comforting, i think.

#will be listing some movies (mostly animated that i think fit this): #the incredibles #how to train your dragon #kung fu panda 2 #monsters inc #shrek 2 #the lego movie #tangled #wall-e #ratatouille #anyways i love when you can tell a family-oriented film didn’t assume kids were dumb and let them and their parents have a good story