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#gay people in horror !!!
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genuinely and honestly I know I cannot solve all of the problems of the world etc but my friends who live in my phone please know that when you are having the horrors I am telepathically sending you a bowl of warm soup, a mug of hot cocoa, a cozy blanket, and a hug (if you want one) with my brain
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plaguedocboi · 3 months
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I still think about the time months ago I was advertised a book that was being marketed as a “queer horror retelling of Moby Dick” like. Girl. I don’t think you have any business “retelling” a story if you clearly don’t even know what the original story was about.
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dimeadozencows · 2 months
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This came to me in an early morning queer haze
Kissing my medics good morning (I am your husband heavy and I love you)
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liquidstar · 20 days
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I know Ivan's sacrifice was more theatrical but let's not forget the OG. The lead up to Sua's death was quiet, which made it all the more gut wrenching. Sua kept Mizi in the dark about it, knowing it would be their final performance. It was their dream- or at the very least, it was Mizi's dream, to sing together on stage like that. So Sua sang her heart out, letting Mizi live this dream for only a moment. We did it! We made it! So it's okay! She makes Mizi shine, and falters only slightly to make sure she's the one to go. She smiles at Mizi one last time to tell her it's okay. But it's not okay, the happiest moment of her life will now be forever tainted with unspeakable grief. Mizi has been kept in the dark about the horrors of Alien Stage, and she was brutally awakened to it in an instant. And though this ultimately leaves her traumatized, she knows. She's more free by knowing. She's the rebel Mizi we know now because of Sua's sacrifice. Whatever revolution happens at the end of this story will be because of Sua's actions too. I think Ivan is wrong in saying that Sua's sacrifice will only leave Mizi trauma, she left a lot of good too. Sua's death is the real inciting incident, her sacrifice wasn't pointless, her life had meaning. She was Mizi's entire universe. She was God.
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geodebiome · 11 months
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i remember i made this cause of the summer heat. LAST summer. bonking myself over the head for only posting it now (on a CHILLY day even)
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belas-undead · 1 month
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if somehow someway the tmagp crew learned about jon and martin sending out the fears alice would make so many jokes about gay people ruining everything and i love that for her
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foxofanequinox · 1 year
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homemade. fresh off the press. art credit to andrew white (author)
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context-clueless · 3 months
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what is it with horror movies made in 1980-1999 and being really fucking gay
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waffelz-png · 4 months
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Yzyy lesrning xupar cool artsyjel
HE ASK3R FOR NO OICKLES
Btw thei isnt a typing quirk I'm just a fst typer
Ahywy them,,,!!! Matthew ptek ans the white boy
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nicoveil · 5 months
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WOMEN?? AGING?? OH GOD!
Let’s not forget about how they literally just put Tobin Bell in a hood and backwards hat to make him look younger in a flashback.
Aging doesn’t matter in this series fans just wanna see the actors come back.
Anyway Shawnee Smith is beautiful! Cant wait to see her in 11 💗
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yellowjackets96 · 1 year
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i just know these four would link up and run the nevermore dead poets society like it’s the navy
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(enid is a todd sun, charlie rising, todd moon. change my mind!)
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unicyclehippo · 7 months
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‘you know i’m like this all the way down, don’t you? it isn’t - it isn’t an act, i do laugh it off sometimes dear, it can be terribly funny but. i am like this. forever. and it’s—could you—do you think you might be able to withstand that for a long time? i should like to be with you for a long time but it would depend on - on when you get exhausted, you see, because i must live with this or - ha - not live with, i suppose, but survive, contend, with this for however long i shall live but you, well.’ laudna’s twists her face into graceful acceptance. soft, understanding, hardly sad at all. it’s very easy to do, once you have the trick of it. ‘you needn’t. deal with this. the bark and the hair and the nails. the popping joints. the ichor, the aches, the smell, the stares, the rot.’ the word drops between them, gross, embarrassing, like she’d spat by accident. her teeth are hatesharp in her mouth. ‘the teeth,’ she adds.
imogen looks up from the book she studies with such careful, wonderful intent. so smart. she quirks a brow, amused. ‘i know what you are, laud. you forget we’ve been travellin’ together awhile now?’
‘no, no.’ her stomach twists, her hands twist, knot, roots. so is she, rooted in place. ‘i know, dear, i only mean to remind you—should you need a moment to yourself, or, or should something in particular sicken you—‘
‘laudna.’
she sinks low. imogen isn’t listening. of course not. she is kind. she lo-hmm. yes, well, laudna can surmise imogen likely loves her. which is, well, lovely! but they haven’t been in love for very long and laudna has never done it before, romance, love, but she knows herself. how she clings to things. she knows herself. love to her is like…tar. sticky and black, bubbling and pouring up and up around their ankles their calves their knees her beautiful knees. if imogen doesn’t know that now then gods help her, what if she drowns her—them—in it? and she would, imogen would stay with her she would be pleased by it, even, because she loves her, but there is something wrong with it. impossible to know if it has always been this or if it’s all the death and the accessories she’s obtained through it—lady d, trauma, blah blah blah—but she thinks she has a capacity for love like a pyre, grease-fire and rising choking smoke; like a hungry dog, snapbite shut around the hand outstretched. and she knows what she wants for imogen, the kind of love she deserves, and how far it is from what she has to offer.
‘what are you afraid of, honey?’
laudna nibbles at her bottom lip. she takes up the bone she has been carving and turns it between her fingers, not wanting to see the moment imogen sees her, maskless, exposed.
‘i want to hold you until we both die,’ laudna says, sad and sweet. ‘i want to lay down in a grave with you side by side and i shall never move again and every worm that comes to eat us up will be little versions of us, because they’ve fed on us, and they will be in love and they’ll feed all the farms and chickens and we’ll be a thousand souls in love. i want to open up your scars and see what is under your skin, what your magic does under there. i want,’ she says, and folds her elbows close to her rotten chest, folds herself small, words small, so not a page stirs, not another soul could be stirred by what she admits. ‘i want to taste it. i want to grow into a tree and grow around you like armour like a second skin so you are always safe and maybe grow taproots, grow into you. through you. i want you as part of me forever. i want to touch you, i want to always be touching you, i want you to never be able to move without feeling me beside you, i want you to crack me open and see how vile it is inside of me and plunge in neck deep and when you struggle to get out, i want to hold on.’ she pauses. ‘i want to dislocate my jaw.’
imogen sits very still. her eyes very dark. she lets out a slow breath, pink tongue flicking out to wet her lips. ‘what-‘ she clears her throat. ‘what does that last one have to do with me?’
‘it doesn’t really. but. i’ll always be quite horrible to be around and i want you to be with me anyway.’
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katetorias · 2 years
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some of the horror movies I’ve seen this month :)) mostly the ones that visually stick out to me
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officialfriendclub · 9 months
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sorry for not postin for a while, heres some doodles of future ships on the blog
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lazycranberrydoodles · 3 months
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carve with compassion — Poor Things (2023)
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honkygay · 8 months
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AAAUUUGHHHH LOOK AT MY BOOOYYYSSSS!!! LOOK AT THEM!!! SCREAMS AT YOU!!!
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