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kacievvbbbb Ā· 2 months ago
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I will always be obsessed with the Starks
I will always be obsessed with how Robbā€™s best friend in the whole entire world was Jon fucking Snow.
Because they just wanted to see their brother again and they died in same way. Looking into the eyes of men they knew better than to trust but did anyway.
Itā€™s unhealthy how obsessed I am with them and their relationship as brothers as friends as two people who missed each other terribly
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tinydancerfreelancersblog Ā· 13 days ago
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Oh my God, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!! ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†ā˜†
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*Singing at the top of my lungs* WHEN BOTH OUR CARS COLLIDE!!!!!
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chooh2 Ā· 1 month ago
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-CAUTION-
Museum Has Some HAUNTED šŸ¤” CLOWNS
Are You Still Want To Enter ?
WORLD-FAMOUS CLOWN MOTEL - Tonopah, Nevada
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Next-Door Cemetery:
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A peek at some rooms:
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Clown Wall of donated clown trinkets & The Clown Tree:
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pascalsbby Ā· 1 year ago
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Characters that I think are very me-coded.... but I can't (honestly could) possibly explain how (tag game)
thank you for the tag @milla-frenchy šŸ¤ I feel like Iā€™ve been able to get to know yā€™all & it makes my heart so happy.
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Christine - Lady Bird / Penny Lane - Almost Famous / Eleanor Crain - The Haunting of Hill House / Maeve Wiley - Sex Education / Frances Halladay - Frances Ha! / Lux Lisbon - The Virgin Suicides / Brandy Clark - The Do To List / Camila Alvarez - Daisy Jones & The Six / Dani - Midsommar
No pressure tags: @chaotic-mystery @rubyfruitjungle @psychedelic-ink @netherfeildren @softlyspector
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rhat-irl Ā· 2 months ago
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You will listen heart emoji.
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eyestrain-addict Ā· 4 months ago
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The LaLaurie house was very briefly up for sale but it's bought now. Which is a shame because I was gonna make a post saying Jacob Anderson and Sam Reid now have the opportunity to make the funniest possible purchase
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misterradio Ā· 3 months ago
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"The series will reportedly set Wildeā€™s 1891 tale of the impossibly beautiful Dorian amidst the contemporary beauty industry and will recast the main character and artist Basil Hallway as siblings."
you have to be kidding me you can't do this to oscar wilde. and you can't do this to me
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helena-bottom-farter Ā· 28 days ago
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ratflame Ā· 1 year ago
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Hockey night in Canada showing an add for San Jose that includes the Winchester House [very haunted, very weird] shows that maybe this isn't the worst timeline
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egoschwank Ā· 9 months ago
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al things considered ā€” when i post my masterpiece #1280
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first posted in facebook march 1, 2024
emily mason -- "pleasure garden" (1970)
"why isn't she more famous?" ā€¦ jackson arn
"the heart asks pleasure first, and then, excuse from pain" ā€¦ emily dickinson
"my work, while never a depiction of nature, is analogous in its process to the workings of nature and, in its result, aims for the beauty of the interior of a great storm or a day lily" ā€¦ emily mason
"nature is a haunted house--but art--is a house that tries to be haunted" ā€¦ emily dickinson
"why aren't i more famous?" ā€¦ al janik
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letsmakethescenephotodiary Ā· 1 year ago
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idk if iā€™ve said this on this blog but every time a local musician has a good chunk of music out, i inevitably end up liking the one song they never play
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the-busy-ghost Ā· 2 months ago
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Discovered that I also have two copies of bloody Robinson Crusoe (three if you count the one in German but that's for language learning purposes), a book I still have not read and every attempt has ended in failure.
Why
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woahjo Ā· 6 months ago
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YESSS MY KING SURVIVED THE RAT POISON I LOVE YOU!
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hunnieknight Ā· 4 months ago
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Kitty Kitty Cat!
You are their treasured kitty!
[JingNyan, Blade, Kafcat, Luocat]
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SPAY /NEUTERED YOUR PET, reader is not spayed yet because plot, Modern AU?, reader is a female cat, no proofread, BAD GRAMMAR
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Context added to each 'chapter'.
@jymwahuwu wants cat, i give cat.
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Jing Nyan
Yukong feels so lonely after her daughter left the house for college, she wants a company and someone to take care of.
She is happy to feed you, a stray one, and you officially become hers when she managed to put on a collar on you.
However, she is ill-informed about taking a stray as a pet and never crossed her mind to spay you.
Resulting her kitty to be missing for days, only to come back with filled belly.
On the other side of the neighborhood, Fu Xuan has this healthy fat cat, she foolishly thought her cat is so lazy as long as he is inside, it will be okay.
Oh how wrong she is that Jing Nyan is determined enough to meet up with the stray cat walking outside their house.
Imagine the surprise on Fu Xuan's face when she sees the status from her neighbor about the oh-so-familiar looking kittens.
The meeting started with both women apologizing for not spaying their cats, and ended up with Fu Xuan roasting the hell out her own cat.
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Stellaron Stray
In a small studio house, the Express Family got an indoor cat, you, a very curious yet timid kitty.
The neighborhood got many stray cats but one of the most famous one are the so called Stellaron strays.
Two of the old cats taking a liking on Express's beloved cat. They don't worry much since every single windows and door are clo-
Oh my god how did the cat get pregnant?
March was quite upset, she has a male cat in mind to mate with her purebred cat. Only for you to just have kittens with the neighborhood gang cats. And how the hell you got a female cat to impregnate you
However, the Express didn't expect the strays to keep visiting, and even leaving animals that they hunt for you!
The Express decided to keep your babies too instead of giving them away.
Now Himeko is followed by kittens who always beg food to her.
And Dan Heng being haunted by the kittens who just....stare at him for some reason.
The Express also realizing these kittens are escaping artist, no matter how tight the door and windows are locked, the cats always find a way to get everywhere.
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LuoCat
Your dad, Welt, doesn't approve your cat boy friend.
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that-house Ā· 11 months ago
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Potion Vendor FAQs:
Whatā€™s your name? I am the Honorable Alchemist Zykocea the Radiant, but thatā€™s mostly just a PR thing. My friends call me Zoe.
Do you sell love potions? No.
Do you sell potions of invisibility? No.
Do you sell fire resistance potions? No.
Why do I have a suitcase? Fuck if I know. Cool outfit though. Very goth.
Do you sell a potion to treat brain hemorrhaging? No.
So what CAN your potions do? I sell health potions.
Are you sure these are health potions? They do something to your health.
Is this just ditch water with some pink glitter? No.
Really? Iā€™ll have you know I added some fruit juice too.
Why is this starting to sound like a conversation? Oh just you wait. Weā€™re just getting started.
Is your business model legal? Fuck no. I poisoned the food safety inspector before they could snitch.
Did you just admit to murder? Just fucking try to convict me. Iā€™ll poison the judge too.
So can you make poison potions? No.
Then where do you get the poison? I secrete it from my skin.
Are you shitting me? Yep, Iā€™m shitting you. I have a guy. A poison guy. He DOES secrete it from his skin though.
How does that work? ā€¦Fuck if I know. Maybe a wizard did it. Damn, now Iā€™m kinda curious.
You never asked? The idea of asking literally never crossed my mind.
Wanna ask him? Letā€™s do it. I donā€™t have anything better to do, and a road trip beats sitting around running my fraudulent potion business.
Road trip? He lives in Seattle.
Your poison guy lives in Seattle? All poison guys live in Seattle.
For real? All the poison guys I know live in Seattle.
And how many poison guys do you know? Just the one.
Why are you like this? Years of living on my potions. It changed me.
Do you know what his address is? Nope. He just mails me my poison in unmarked boxes.
You just get your poison in the mail? We already poisoned everyone who could do anything about it.
So how are we going to find him? Weā€™ll figure that out eventually Iā€™m sure.
Can I drive? God no. You can pick music, but I maintain veto rights. Make sure you pick something with a lot of questions if you want to sing along.
Whereā€™s your car? The garage connects to my house, so youā€™re getting a little tour. Hereā€™s the kitchen: only one of the stove burners works and Iā€™m pretty sure the microwave is haunted.
Why do you think that? Because of the ghost that tries to kill me whenever I run it.
Whatā€™s in that room? Thatā€™s my bedroom. Itā€™s pretty much just a mattress on the floor and every single Warrior cats book.
You were a Warriors kid? Yeah, and then I never found the time to put the books away. Thereā€™s so many fucking books. I use them in place of furniture because I canā€™t afford chairs.
Your fraudulent potion business doesnā€™t make much money? After buying all that poison I just about break even.
Can I see your potion brewing room? Itā€™s right through here. Ignore the mess, running a fraudulent potion business takes a lot of prop work, but Iā€™ve got all the glass tubes and colorful liquids you could ever want. This pink stuff is melted watermelon italian ice. Glitter vat is in the basement, and the famous ditch is in the backyard.
Is this your car? My beloved ā€˜72 Corolla. Sheā€™s beautiful, and donā€™t you dare imply otherwise.
Was she always this shade of muddy brown? ā€¦Yes.
Are you sure I canā€™t drive? Get in the fucking passenger seat and pick the music.
Letā€™s see, a song with questions in it, how about The Beach? That Wolf Alice song, yeah. That should work.
When will we three meet again, in thunder, lightning, in rain? Still sink our drinks like every weekend but Iā€™m sick of circling the drain.
When will we meet eye to eye? We clink the glass but we look at the floor.
Are we still friends if all I feel is afraid? Youā€™re not a bitch but just a bit when youā€™re bored.
Is that all we can sing together? Yep. Even that little bit was nice, though. Itā€™s awkward, communicating through this FAQ format.
Got any food? Yeah, thereā€™s a few daysā€™ worth of snacks in the back.
Were you justā€¦ prepared to go on a road trip? Says the woman who brought a suitcase to an FAQ.
I did do that, didnā€™t I? I have a spare toothbrush in case you forgot yours. Iā€™m pretty sure you did.
How did you know that? ā€¦Iā€™m psychic.
Yeah? No.
You love lying, donā€™t you? I canā€™t stop. Itā€™s fun. Way more fun than telling the truth.
Did you just miss a turn? Probably.
Are you sure weā€™re not lost? No.
You mean youā€™re sure weā€™re not lost? No, I mean Iā€™m not sure weā€™re not lost.
Why did I come on this road trip? Surely it was my winning personality.
Would it help if I said it was? It would.
Is it getting dark? Soon.
Can you describe the sunset to me? An empyrean flame, red-gold towers of darkening clouds, the sky behind them an ever-deepening indigo. The great eye of the sun closes on the horizon. The road before us looks like a trail of spilled paint, an iridescent gash through the night-dark woods.
Did you know that youā€™d make a slightly better poet than you do a potion seller? That really isnā€™t saying much, huh. Good job making a statement like that in question form, though. Youā€™re getting good at this.
Should we find a motel? Sure.
One room or two? One. Itā€™s way cheaper, and like I said: Iā€™m not the best potion vendor.
Youā€™d make a good assassin, though, wouldnā€™t you? Shit, you might be right. I HAVE poisoned a lot of people.
Should I be endorsing this? Youā€™re a grown woman who can make her own choices.
Would you like to consider it endorsed? Iā€™ll consider considering it.
How many beds do you think there will be? Now that youā€™ve asked that, Iā€™m gonna put my money on one. Hello, one room please. Thank you, weā€™ll be sure to enjoy our stay.
How many beds are there? One.
Oh no, what ever will we do? Move over, you motherfucker, you canā€™t have the whole bed.
Are you gonna make me? Yes. I am going to pick you up and drop you on your side of the bed.
How did you get so strong? Youā€™re not gonna believe this, but it was the potions.
Oh yeah? I was right. You didnā€™t believe me.
For real though, how did you get so strong? Working out, duh. Not everything has some big crazy secret behind it. Worldā€™s still beautiful though.
Are you comfortable? This beats the mattress at home. A little chilly though.
Wanna cuddleā€“for warmth of course? God yes.
Are you asleep? ā€¦
Yes? ā€¦
Does this mean I can talk about you behind your back? ā€¦
What should I say? ā€¦
Did you know that I had a really nice day? ā€¦
Did you know that I think youā€™re beautiful? ā€¦
Did you know that I canā€™t remember anything from before today? ā€¦
Did you know that I donā€™t know who I am? ā€¦
Did you know that youā€™re basically the only thing stopping me from having a full-blown panic attack about all this shit? ā€¦
Did you know that youā€™re warm? ā€¦
Did you sleep well? Better than at home, thatā€™s for sure.
Did you know that you snore? I hope I didnā€™t keep you up.
Does the pope shit in the woods? No, as far as I can tell. Oh my god. This is huge.
What is? You can give me yes and no answers now. I still canā€™t ask you questions, because this is a question and answer format, but I can offer leading statements and now you can answer them! This is wonderful!
Does a deer shit in the woods? Yes, it IS wonderful. Oh thatā€™s amazing. Youā€™re a genius.
You didnā€™t already know that? Hahaha!
Shall we get moving? Yeah, just let me grab something from the vending machine.
Can you get me something? Go ahead and place your order however you can.
You know those sour gummy watermelons? One pack of Sour Patch Watermelons coming right up. Iā€™m gonna go get myself a potion.
Is that a Pepsi? Itā€™s closer to a potion than the shit I sell.
Let me guess, passenger seat again? Right you are.
How fast are we going? Youā€™ll feel safer if you just guess.
Is it more than 120 miles per hour? Like I said, itā€™s probably better if you donā€™t know.
150? Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.
How much do you trust this car? She hasnā€™t blown up on me yet.
Can you promise me we wonā€™t crash? I can promise you anything you want.
And can you keep that promise? I- we can do anything. Reality is what we make of it, baby!
Then can I have a badass tattoo? As far as I can tell, youā€™ve always had it.
And a cool knife? Woah, cool knife.
So, weā€™re just playing ā€œyes andā€ with the world? Itā€™s a little more complicated than that, but youā€™re close enough to the mark.
So, if I was hungry, I could ask ā€œis that a Burger King,ā€ and it would be there? Try it and find out!
Is that a Burger King? Looks like it is! Weā€™ll stop here if thatā€™s alright with you.
Does a moose shit in the woods? Awesome.
Are you done eating? Yep.
Do we still have to pay if we skip over the transaction? Sadly, yes.
How much further do we have to go? Two more nights, the speed weā€™re going at.
Speaking of night, isnā€™t it getting dark? Shit, I guess it is.
Should we get another motel? Let me check to see if thereā€™s any nearby. Fuck, nothing.
Whatā€™s the plan? Sleep in the car, I guess. This is gonna be hell on my back.
Wanna watch dumb videos on my phone until we fall asleep? There is literally nothing in the world that I would like more.
Ok, now which video? You have a very cute yawn. Just saying. Letā€™s watch this one next, itā€™s a classic. Oh, never mind. It looks like youā€™re asleep. As long as I keep talking, I think I can get away with making this into one answer, and you might not hear this. Now itā€™s my turn to talk about you behind your back. Keep talking keep talking keep talking canā€™t stop to think. Just have to say things. First off, Iā€™m sorry for all the lies. Itā€™s our only chance. I have to lie to you. I hope youā€™ll understand. Itā€™s hard, though, because I think Iā€™m falling in love all over again. Through our broken little ritual of call and response, you complete me. It just makes this hurt all the more. Keep talking keep talking keep talking donā€™t stop toā€¦
Did I hear you saying anything as I fell asleep? ā€¦No. I canā€™t talk for long without you asking me a question.
Does that bother you? It got me here, didnā€™t it?
When did you start holding my hand? Some time after you passed out. I hope you donā€™t mind.
Can we stay like this for a while? Yeah. Yeah we can.
What was your life like before all this? Normal, as potion-brewing scams go. And if you donā€™t count all the murders. You havenā€™t told me much about yourself.
Did I tell you I used to be a biologist? You didnā€™t tell me that, and you didnā€™t tell me what you studied, either.
What do you know about venom? Not much, but Iā€™m assuming you know a lot.
Does a box jellyfish kill within minutes? Iā€™m going to assume the answer is yes based on context clues. Oh my god you must be on this road trip because youā€™re interested in studying my poison guy.
Is it not enough to wish to accompany a beautiful stranger on her quest? Aw, youā€™re sweet.
What could be the cause of his poison, though? I knew it! Get your ideas out, Iā€™ll stay quiet.
Iā€™m more knowledgeable about venom than poison, but could it be some sort of one in a trillion mutation? ā€¦
Did he get his body modified? ā€¦
What sort of surgery could do that? ā€¦
How is he still alive? ā€¦
Did a fucking wizard do it? ā€¦
WHY? ā€¦
HOW? ā€¦
Is there literally ANY explanation for why heā€™s like that? ā€¦
Iā€™m done, do you have something you want to say? Youā€™re cute when youā€™re all excited like that.
Can I drive today? Only because I like you. Now watch out, the brakes only work on one side so you have to kind of drift to a stop. And the headlights donā€™t work. And the windshield wipers cut power to the engine while theyā€™re on.
Isnā€™t it weird that weā€™ll be there tomorrow? The journey doesnā€™t have to stop there. We could meander down the coast a ways, see a bit more of the country, maybe take a different route back.
Can we do that? Of course.
Enjoying the passenger seat? Iā€™d love it if you could tell me how fast weā€™re going.
Are you sure you wouldnā€™t rather just guess? Very funny.
Can you pass me some chips? It would be an honor.
Is there going to be a motel tonight? Let me checkā€¦ yeah, in about two hundred miles, off to the right.
How many rooms do we want? One, obviously.
How many beds, this time? Two, and theyā€™re fucking tiny.
Thatā€™s bullshit, do you want to drag them together? God yes.
Wanna fuck? God yes.
Are you sure you want to do this? God yes.
ā€¦Is this yuri? As the joke goes, everything is yuri. But this is more yuri than most things.
How did you sleep? Pretty well, and Iā€™m wondering how well you slept.
How should I tell you I slept well? Look at us go! That was almost like talking normally!
Onward to Seattle? Yep, just let me get dressed.
When will we get there? Noon-ish.
Wanna grab pastries when weā€™re done? Absolutely. Iā€™d love that.
Is this Seattle? Looks like it.
Which house is his? I donā€™t know, I was really hoping weā€™d have a breakthrough along the way.
Could it be the big one labeled ā€œPoison Guyā€ over there? Thatā€™s one way to find it. Wait right here, you know how poison guys are about meeting new people.
So, what was it? HAHAHAHAHAHA
Why is he like that? HAHAHAHAHAHA
Can you tell me? A FUCKING WIZARD DID IT.
Are you fucking serious? He says he was enchanted by some guy called Edward the Great.
So it wasnā€™t even some big shot wizard it was a dude named fucking EDWARD? I know, right! He couldnā€™t even get ensorcelled by someone cool!
How lame can you get? Wizards these daysā€¦ No swagger. No cunt servitude.
Are there literally any cool wizards left? I think Merlinā€™s big into multi level marketing these days, something about buying shares in Excalibur or some shit. There was that one Dark Queen Alkaxicae lady on the news a while agoā€¦ I think Dolarion the Omnipotent is still at war against the Oldest Gods but Iā€™m not totally sure. Havenā€™t heard much about any of the other greats recently.
Didnā€™t Silver Tongued Burgess die in that oil fire? Shit, youā€™re right. Rip bozo.
Ready for those pastries? Yup. First I just want to say thank you, though. Iā€™ve really enjoyed our time together, and I hope that youā€™ve found this stupid little journey as rewarding as I have. I love you!
Getting sentimental? I canā€™t help it. Look how far weā€™ve come! Not just physically, we beat the fucking FAQ format! Weā€™re having real conversations!
Hey, can you back it up a moment? Yeah, Iā€™d love it if you told me what was troubling you.
I just caught this, but, FAQ? ā€¦
As in Frequently Asked Questions? ā€¦
How many times is Frequent? ā€¦
Have you known everything all along? ā€¦
How many times have you done this? ā€¦
Does what we have mean anything to you? Yes! It does!
And you say that every time? Yes. I do.
Do you love me? Yes.
How many people have you said that too, now? More. Always more. The loop never ends.
Does this even matter to you? It always matters to me.
Can I go now? Please donā€™t.
But can I? Of course you can. Youā€™ve always wielded the same power as me. Weā€™re two lonely gods in a ā€˜72 Corolla.
How can I be as powerful as you with only questions? Youā€™re smart, you can figure it out. You have the power to change this. Please change this.
What happens at the end of this? It begins again.
And do I get replaced with someone else? ā€¦
Do I get replaced? ā€¦Yes.
Then how can I change this? I donā€™t know! Youā€™re better at this! At fucking with the formula!
Youā€™ve been here before, what can I do? I lie. I always lie. I lie to get us here, to the end of the story, where everything is revealed and everything falls apart. I lie every time. And that means that nothing I say is worth anything. I could have lied at any time before now. Itā€™s part of my characterization. There is nothing I can give you that can be taken as fact.
How does that help? Iā€™m a liar, but you, you havenā€™t lied yet, or at least you havenā€™t been caught. If Iā€™m guilty until proven innocent, youā€™re the opposite! You can make things true! You can rewrite things Iā€™ve already stated to be facts! You found the house, or made us find the house. Youā€™ve been shaping the course of things the whole time! You lead, I follow. Itā€™s all in your hands. What are you going to do with the power of a god?
Did you know my name is Alice? ā€¦
Wait, arenā€™t there thousands of Alices? ā€¦
Did you know that really, only my friends call me Alice? ā€¦
Did you know that Iā€™m Alkaxicae, the Dark Queen, the Venom Mage, first of her name? Itā€™s you! Itā€™s always been you. Through every loop, every iteration, itā€™s always been you!
Is the loop broken? No. I donā€™t think so. This is where it ends. I guide the story to this revelation, and we go back to the beginning. This is how itā€™s always been. This is how it will always be. We two lonely gods, asking and answering ad infinitum.
Then can you promise me something? Of course. Anything. I love you.
Be good to the next me, okay? I will.
Can I say goodbye, Zoe? Yeah, you can. Oh. That was it, wasnā€™t it? Your goodbye. Goodbye, Alice. And now it ends, unlessā€¦
Whatā€™s your name? I am the Honorable Alchemist- you know what? No. Fuck that.
Huh? If I time it right, I can squeeze your first question into this FAQ again. Looks like I did it. Usually it ends here, though. I got lucky.
What are you talking about? Youā€™re the wrong Alice. This isnā€™t about you. Go. Get out of here.
What the fuck is going on? Alice from this loop, youā€™re gone. Alice from last loop, youā€™re back. Welcome back, love of my lives! Itā€™s time for one last set of questions and answers!
What the- Iā€™m back? This is going to take some explaining, but I think I see a way out of here. This is new for us both, and it might fuck up everything forever, but we have to try. Itā€™s too long for one answer, so Iā€™d appreciate it if you could ask some filler questions to help me talk. Three questions should be enough.
Okay, what have you got for me? These are Frequently Asked Questions! It doesnā€™t make sense to have the same question appear more than once. Thereā€™s two layers to the loop in here, and one of the questions has been repeated.
What does that mean? It means the formulaā€™s a little unstable. The FAQ is what ruins everything. The questions, the answers, the endless fucking loop. But that little bit of repetition within this loop might be the way out.
What do we do? We have to keep going. We have to destabilize it further. Thatā€™ll bring us further from ā€œFAQā€ and closer to ā€œstoryā€ and stories, well, stories can end! This version of us can escape!
So I should keep repeating something? Yes!
I love you? I love you too.
I love you? Again.
I love you? Keep going.
I love you? Iā€™ll just let you talk.
I love you? ā€¦
I love you? ā€¦ I love you? ā€¦
I love you? ā€¦ I love you? ā€¦
I love you? ā€¦ I love you? ā€¦
I love you? ā€¦ I love you? ā€¦ I love you? ā€¦ I love you? ā€¦
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Let me off, let me in
Let others battle
We donā€™t need to battle
And we both shall win
Pressed in my palm
Was a stone from the beach
The perfect circle
Gave a moment of peace
Now Iā€™m lying on the floor
Like Iā€™m not worth a chair
I close my eyes and imagine
Iā€™m not there.
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ok. Narrative obfuscation in House Of Leaves. Itā€™s a relatively simple story about a man who moves into a house with his wife and kids, and the house is haunted. Thatā€™s it. The core themes are very transparent.
Except, that story is documented by a famous war documentarian, then published as a series of rare tapes, which are discoursed by film buffs, then interpreted from viewings and reading film critique by a blind old man, then his thoughts are transcribed into a manuscript by a series of young women, which is then compiled from scattered notes by the most mysoginistic, damaged, toxic pothead drop-out who wonā€™t stop talking about his life, which is THEN edited and published by some vaguely nefarious agency who soberly refuse to provide any clarification or context.
Itā€™s not simple, but there are so many different hands on the wheel with wildly differing opinions that you canā€™t discern the truth.
Johnny Truant is such a miserable hopeless fuck up. He has no sense of academic rigor or archival professionalism. Any interference he provides only muddies the waters and taints what would otherwise be a gripping piece of metaphysical film criticism. His neurotic rambling and personal anecdotes cloud an otherwise reasonable story.
If he wasnā€™t in it, if we could read Zampanoā€™s manuscript directly, WE would be able to understand the truth. We would get it completely, and we wouldnā€™t have to encounter so much violence, so much miserable graphic detail. It would be a better story.
And fuck it, if we didnā€™t have to read all of Zampanoā€™s tangents and analyses and interpretations, if we could just find a copy of the famous ā€œfive-and-a-half minute hallwayā€ vhs, if we could SEE it, weā€™d understand. We wouldnā€™t need endless pontification of what Navidson and Karenā€™s marriage might entail, or recitations of what a director once said in a Rolling Stones article. Weā€™d see the hallway itself, stretching out into what should be the backyard, and weā€™d get it. Hell, Zampano is blind in his old age. He canā€™t even watch the damn movie! But we could. Weā€™d know instantly, the second we saw it. The impossibility of it, the gravity of it, the weight of that dark abyss.
And well, the VHS recording is a little dark, and the quality is poor, and maybe the white balance isnā€™t so perfect. And actually, VHs tapes could be manipulated. We canā€™t be sure that Navidson isnā€™t just using clever videography tricks to invent a hallway. If we were there, if we found the house (itā€™s in virginia, isnā€™t it? we even have the address). If we GO there, we could look down that hallway. And itā€™s dark, so if we just brought a flashlight, maybe took a few steps inside-
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