#Worse than any horror movies

[foreignink]

I made the mistake of searching the tag and I—

DEAD, DYING, DECOMPOSING

Mama why are you like this😭

My baby would have loved cursedblr but she's been offline since 3945 BC 😔😔

@foreignink im totally not talking about you

[master-missysversion]

Watching kerblam knowing what happens is so wild, it's just them constantly coming to conclusions that make total sense but that I KNOW are wrong

[cl0udbursting]

now that was a night of good television

[shirogane-oushirou]

no promises anymoooooreeeee i'll appear online when i appear online 😭 every time i say "ooh i think life is almost done being overwhelming!" it. becomes even more overwhelming in the dumbest ways. all i can manage rn when i'm not stressing myself into a shut-down state is staring at the wall while listening to youtube essays + mindlessly crocheting.

i might queue up ppls art and fics w/o commentary in the tags... i want other ppl to see what all of my cool friends have made, but i genuinely can't think right now with this monstrous brain fog. i'm really sorry, just. yeah. maybe i'll think of some way to make it up later!!! once the dust has settled!!!! but until then i wuv u and miss u. smiles.

[venting in tags including familial manipulation and ableism. i. didn't mean to write all of that, thiss was originally going to be a main blog post but. aaaaaAAAAAA!!!!!

also no need for replies or anything, i'd turn them off for just the one post if i could kjsndkn, i just needed to get things out and go eep jsjndsfdn ok bye bye bye bye!!!!]

[tothesolarium]

how did my professor recommend me The Color of Outer Space

and I found the whole ass wrong book

its about a farm??? I was reading space travel what did I do

[it-begins-with-rain]

Halloween Recommendation: Stephen King's Rose Red

** This one can be tricky to find. It was originally released as a 3 night mini-series in 2002, but then re-released as a motion picture. Apparently Hulu has it?

In 1906, oil barron John Rimbauer built a veritable palace overlooking Seattle. It was his young bride, Ellen, who would give the house it's name: Rose Red.

First blood was drawn before the foundation was even laid. A foreman, murdered over a simple argument. Bizarre deaths and mysterious disappearances plagued Rose Red, swallowing up the Rimbauer family, their servants, friends, and anyone who dared enter.

Eventually, the grand estate fell into disrepair. Paranormal investigators descended upon the property, but none were ever able to solve the mystery, nor stop the deaths.

Now, more than 90 years after the first deaths at Rose Red, Steven Rimbauer, the last living descendant of John and Ellen Rimbauer, has been offered massive sums of money to sell Rose Red. It will be totally leveled, the land used for condos.

Before the house is destroyed, Steven agrees to let Dr. Joyce Reardon and a cobbled-together team of psychics, mediums, and other paranormal investigators do one final sweep of the house.

What evil lurks within Rose Red?

What horrors did John and Ellen Rimbauer summon in their palatial estate- or were they victims themselves?

Why does Rose Red kill the men, but swallow the souls of the women and force them to haunt it's halls?

How many of Dr. Joyce Reardon's team can escape with their lives?

*** Stephen King wrote the screenplay for this story, but there is no novel. Instead, as part of the publicity and hype leading up to the miniseries premiere, "The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer" was published, serving as a prequel. You can buy the novel on Kindle.

[skeletalhorse]

My partner is hanging with friends tonight, so y'all gotta babysit me! 😂 I'm low maintenance, I promise.

[youlooklikeasixtiesqueen]

do NOT google what horseshoe crabs look like from below

[ispyspookymansion]

some of the movies ppl are saying on that whats the worst movie youve ever seen post…..you guys dont watch a lot of movies

[hobisexually]

Okay so, my one question is… name three movies that you could watch over and over again without ever getting tired of them? 🎬

alright so I’m honestly a romcom girlie so I think it’s the same answer it’s been for the last decade (I have yet to find ones that make me feel as at ease as these do):

- the holiday

- 10 things I hate about you

- notting hill

which I’m sure can’t be a surprise DNNDDN but we like what we like (used to be prisoner of azkaban too but the bitch did ruin that a bit for me sadly)

[jovalencia]

hey queens just watched megan is missing with my sister and her friends. who was gonna warn me about that one I’m gonna be shitting my pants for a week

[vizthedatum]

The more you learn about yourself and the more boundaries you have…

The less they can implant information via control to make you malleable to their whims.

And you will start to see their mask crack.

It *will* get bad. They will tantrum. You may be in danger.

When they know that you know (or have the potential to know)… it will get worse. I am so sorry.

Don’t stop being yourself - it’s better than gaslighting yourself until you cease to exist only to fill them up. Please know that you will never be able to truly fill them up.

[bmpmp3]

cars are chipmunks from the front and aliens from the back

[barkingatthemooninsteadofwriting]

I'm so nauseated after watching the shit show that just happened on live TV that I think I need to go lie down for awhile.

Trans people have always, and will always, exist. Intersex people exist, as do people who will never fit into the gender binary. The United States has never been a Christian country (wtf happened to the separation of church and state) and it's disheartening to see religious ideals be enforced on a secular country. I'll dead name the fucking gulf of Mexico till I die. I'm pretty sure threats of war were just declared against several countries. I'm so tired.

[softandwigglybones]

fuuuuck that was terrifying

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Once Batman has revealed his identity to the JL, and after some strong encouragement from Superman and Wonder Woman, Bruce decides to try to start being a bit more "personable" with the rest of league. They've been colleagues for a decade and he trusts them all, and according to Clark and Diana this means there's no need for his whole mysterious "shadow of the night" bit, so he invites the league to dinner at the manor.

It is raining heavily, and even though it's not that late, it's nearly pitch dark but for the frequent lightning strikes. The league arrives together at Wayne Manor and the wrought iron gates stretch upward before them, ending in spikes at the top with ivy overgrown across them. They stand there, uncomfortable, wet, a bit weirded out, wondering how they're supposed to get passed the gates.

"This is creepy, right?" Hal says. "It's not just me?"

A voice. "Hello." As the league turns to the sound, thunder claps loud enough to startle everyone as lightning strikes, illuminating a small child standing on the other side of the gates that was definitely not there a second ago. He stands motionless under an umbrella, seemingly unbothered by the rain, expression vaguely irritated, and his eyes seem to flash green in the light. "I have been instructed to escort you inside."

The child doesn't move in any way but the gates slowly swing open, the creaking sounds sound straight out of a horror movie. Once they are fully opened, the boy turns and starts walking down the path without a word.

The league, some members quite freaked out at this point, follow him after exchanging some looks. They round a bend in the path and the manor comes into view. It is a massive dark structure, rising from the ground. Another lightning strike illuminates pointed spires, jagged edges, and it's gloomy, gothic nature. The sound of bats shrieking can be heard in the distance over the rain.

The league finally arrives at the front door, cold, wet, and thoroughly discomfited. An old man, a butler, looking out of time, opens the door, the child disappears inside. The butler welcomes everyone inside graciously but with a distant politeness. Despite the appearance of the exterior, the inside is well lit with warm light and seems inviting, though ostentatious. The league is relieved.

Until another massive lightning strike and thunder clap cuts the power off and the room is pitch black.

"Oh, you're here," a deep voice says from somewhere up above. No sooner are the words out than another lightning strike illuminates a dark, hulking figure on the staircase that was also definitely not there a second ago. At least two people scream.

Bruce is wildly confused as to why his guests are screaming, he didn't think any of them were afraid of the dark? The back up generator kicks on and the lights come back on and everybody seems to calm down. The rest of the dinner seems to go well (as well as a dinner can with the justice league and all of Bruce's kids) but strangely, to Bruce's confusion, it somehow only made his "spooky" reputation worse. He's not really sure why the whole league seems to think he lives in a haunted house.