#horror is often in like
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
thinking of ocean themed stories. the call of summer. but like…gray, stormy seas…the water turned so dark you can’t even fathom the depths that lay below…flashes of lightning that are only a second but rob your sight, thunder so loud it leaves you deaf, the heave of the waves and blot of the clouds throw you and your boat with no sense of direction, no care for gravity, no separation from what is sea and what is the sky…give me summer in all her cold, biting, howling fury, biting rain and stinging salt and the horrors of a sea in full rage
#horror is often in like#creepy forests and haunted mansions but#The potential of maritime horror#The POTENTIAL#summer horror at the mercy of the sea and her eldritch depths DESERVES exploration#no copouts with ghost ships or sea monsters or Dave Jones#I’m talking you the sea and the elements holding you at complete mercy#As you contemplate the ephemerality of life and the meaningless struggle of humanity’s attempts to take and harness nature#Psychological ocean horror basically#Like creepy fae and witch maritime horror is cool too but like y’know#Want to be left thinking about what is man when left to the mercy of the sea and rain
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!
I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished
#makeaterriblecomicday2024#comic#comics#sketch#does this count as horror like comment subscribe down below#Ever since I stopped being on social media as often/stopped taking it deadly serious I've been able to fall back in love with the process..#...of art which is fantastic!! I do enjoy taking my time with things but it's still very easy to get caught up in making something Perfect#ESPECIALLY WITH COMICS#As a comic maker and comic enjoyer you have to remind yourself people speed through reading them. It's ok to take shortcuts#Every frame does not need to be a painting#Anyways this was a great way to make something after falling into an MMO hole for a few days...#unrelated did u guys know Wizard 101 is still alive with an active player base#Ok hopefully I can get back on track to finishing my next short horror comic in the next month or so wish me luck fellers
12K notes
·
View notes
Text
You're the big bad wolf, Chetney
#critical role#critical role fanart#chetney pock o'pea#cr 3#bells hells#cw: body horror#kinda?#critical doodles#i know that travis often plays chet's transformations comedically#but i LOVE when he REAAAALLY pushes for the gruesomeness of tearing ones skin off like a nasty packaging
4K notes
·
View notes
Note
*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*
Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.
You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah
I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender
…..I made the moodboard….
#chapter 37#of 120 or something#I must be like 90k words in haha#large word count is not an intimidation. It’s an invitation haha#I love the fics that I can’t read in just one hour:)#I gotta say I don’t enjoy the concept of making robots into organic life#it’s just my preference#seeing them as humans or animals or whatever feels so fucking wrong#the concept itself drives me off#like. Strongly#But at the same time. This fic isn’t about them being ‘haha cute organics’#it’s ‘oh god. I was turned into something I’m not’#instead of teeheee they’re fluffy#it’s please free me from this fucking nightmare. please let me be myself again.#idk how to explain. I resonate I guess#it often feels very disturbing but the characters are also disturbed#So now I’m kind of stuck reading this fic because I just can’t stop lol#just politely skipping the parts that make me too uncomfortable#also#the body horror is….damn. Impressive. I didn’t expect to read about grotesque fleshy creature turning itself inside out#it’s not even aesthetic or symbolic#it literally looks like a fucking nightmare. Which is impressive also.#the flesh is g r o s s#the beginning got me struggling and skipping#but the intermission is currently ruining my sleep schedule#oh fuck….I usually send my posts to the authors of the fics I read…..but I feel like I might offend the author of Ninth if do this……..#there’s a tiny chance they’re following me….if it’s true then I wanna tell I’m sorry pls don’t take this seriously#your fic got me waay out of my comfort zone#huge points for writing Ratchet. Drift in this fic is…the grossest fucking thing I could probably imagine but Ratchet doesn’t even hesitate#he helps him and he cares for him. Which is…..imma be real my first instinct would be to set Drift on fire to end his misery
327 notes
·
View notes
Note
How so-called "Died and came back wrong" fans look when real zombie horror comes at them:
if more zombie horror focused more on the "died and came back wrong" aspect and less on jumpscares and guys in halloween makeup screaming and biting people and jerking the camera around i would enjoy them more
#like there are good zombie horror films. but most popular interpretations of them are boring.#when they focus on stuff like the fact that its easy to be caught off guard by zombies because they used to be living people#or the act of having to execute an infected loved one. theyre good!#but in my experience most zombie horror is just augh fuck the scary creature is at. the fridge#honestly its disappointing how often zombie horror drops the ball on considering the humanity of the zombies#and how that would affect the survivors fighting them
632 notes
·
View notes
Text
Some good ol' monster transformation angst! Shockingly, I don't have a lot TF sequences done, but that's mostly bc they're hard to draw and tedious lol
Anyway, Danny boy had gradual bouts of TFs before fully getting to see what it is exactly he's turning into. Hoagie also having some PTSD having to see this go down when he also has dealt with unwilling TF bc he was human before... Fun stuff for both parties.
#daniel spellbound#amphibeast daniel#bleeding magic AU#transformation#monster transformation#Hoagie#body horror tw#my art#swearing tw#sometimes saying 'hell' doesn't quite cut it and you gotta say 'fuck' instead#tbh I don't see him swearing all that often until shit gets REALLY bad#not like Jayce who will just throw it around whenever
268 notes
·
View notes
Text
Will we remain stuck in the throat of gods?
Will the pain stop if we go deeper?
#the way I wasn't joking about accidentally making vore art for Vore#sometimes the implications of what exactly you're drawing don't hit you until about 2/3 of the way through the sketch like a sack of bricks#sleep token#sleep token vessel#vessel sleep token#my art#(I don't delve into horror or monstery things often but I'm so happy with how this came out)
279 notes
·
View notes
Text
soft🥹
#this is LOOSELY based on a photo of the only fictional couple I’m not normal about#(scully and mulder)#bc I had to make my new obsession just like them😇😇#hope you all have a good rest of your day I am going to bed now!!!#I am EXHAUSTED I woke up at 3am😭😭😭😭😭#my dreams are often like lucid dreams and I can control most of them#but also they’re like SO VIVID I can eat sleep feel everythinf etc etc#anyways last night I dreamt I was a detective a la Morgan freeman in se7en#going after a serial killer#IT WAS SO SCARY I WOKE UP LIKE😳😳#I’ve been awake since then & I genuinely don’t even know where it came from bc like#I haven’t watched horror movies in forever I abandoned true crime years ago…#my brain was just😃#also it’s funny I did this x files drawinf today#because I started watching that show when I was TWO#my mom figured if I watched scary things from a young age I would never be scared of anything#idk what she was thinking bahahahahahahahaah (it did not work)#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanart#hphl#hogwarts legacy oc#hogwarts legacy mc#eloise babbit#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow fanart#sebastian sallow x mc
132 notes
·
View notes
Text
Captured Angel
Michael Langdon x F!Angel!Reader
Contains: vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, elements of coercion, implied loss of virginity, blasphemy, hierophilia
“Good, you’re awake.”
A chill ran down your spine. You had awakened in an unfamiliar room. Your head ached, your wings hung limp, and your limbs were heavy. The air was soaked to the last thread in malice. It made you nauseous. Gritting your teeth, you dragged yourself up, your mind aflame with a single thought – you had to get out. You looked around, but before you could spot a way of escape, you felt a presence. Dark... Darker than the blackest night. Your heart froze in your chest, a taste of iron suddenly coating your tongue. Though you had not seen his face, you could recognize him anywhere. Seven heads. Ten horns. His honeyed voice left a cold, oily trace on your very soul as he spoke. You drew a deep breath, and spun around, to meet a pair of piercing blue eyes.
His lips crooked into a smirk. Holding your gaze, he moved towards you. You drew back.
“Get away from me, filthy Beast...” you snarled.
Deep down, you loathed yourself for the instinctive reaction. You were a soldier. You had a duty to stand your ground, and instead, you cowered. He promptly crossed the gap between you two.
“Ah-ah!” he scolded, clasping your chin “That’s not very nice, now, is it?..”
You grimaced. Michael Langdon. How ironic, for Satan’s son to bear your General’s name. The one who cast him out... You hoped it hurt the Evil One greatly. Michael caressed your cheek. You winced, and pushed his hand away. Sneering, he grabbed you by the throat.
“Why am I here?” you hissed through gritted teeth.
He glanced down at your heaving chest.
“You’re my captive” he purred “Isn’t it obvious?”
You swallowed. Struggling would only worsen your chances, you knew as much. His gaze darkened with hunger as he watched you – like a wolf, salivating at a wounded deer. Your guts had coiled into a tight knot, a sickly sweet taste coating your mouth.
“Why didn’t your bootlickers kill me?” you asked, not quite certain if you wished to know the answer.
A chuckle escaped his lips. The Antichrist’s lecherous expression made your blood boil. How dare the abomination touch an angel of the Lord, you thought. A strange sensation was budding between your legs, but you pointedly ignored it, just as you ignored the feeling of unease clawing at the back of your skull.
“That would’ve been a waste...” Michael tilted his head “They thought a gift would please me. They weren’t wrong...”
You snarled, attempting to pull away.
“Get your putrid hands off me!”
He tightened his grip on your neck.
“Hush” he coaxed in a mockingly gentle voice “I’m not going to hurt you, angel.”
“Vile creature...” you spat.
He pulled you closer. You bared your teeth, as your face almost crashed into his. Though you did not need air, the pressure on your throat was beginning to make you dizzy. Every nerve in your body screamed to fight - your muscles had tensed, prepared for combat. You might have broken away. Escaped this unholy place. You should have at least tried... But, perhaps because of the mist gathering over your mind, your legs trembled underneath you. You found yourself staring at his mouth. His breath brushed against your skin, warm and silken. Your pulse leapt into a frenzy.
Michael snuck his other hand under your clothes. The captors had stripped you of your armour, and taken away your sword, leaving only your linen tunic to cover you. His fingertips caressed your thigh, slowly creeping upwards. You held your breath as you felt him part the soft folds of your skin.
You had never been fondled like this before. Carnal pleasure was forbidden for your kind. You should be disgusted, you understood as much. Still, the electric-like impulse roused by his touch paralyzed you, preventing you from breaking his arm.
He stroked your entrance. You stifled a gasp, your intimate muscles tightened in anticipation. Your hole was beginning to well with slick. Taking your lack of resistance for a welcome, he slipped two fingers inside you. The feeling of his skin against your sensitive membrane made your head spin, and you barely held back from bucking your hips into his hand.
He let go of your neck, only to wrap his arm around your waist. Keeping you steady, he spread his fingers wider, straining you until it hurt. You shuddered. He massaged the velvety walls of your flesh, driving you to the edge of madness. Aware of how much satisfaction hearing your cries would give him, you clenched your jaw. His skin grazed against a certain knot of nerves, and you nearly sunk to the ground as your legs buckled from the bolt of stimulation. Still, somehow, you did not make a sound.
It only made Michael more determined. He fixated on your sweet spot, leaving you to desperately clutch the lapels of his jacket. His mouth lingered but a thread away from yours - you felt his heartbeat echo against your rib cage. He narrowed his eyes, and pressed his thumb to your clit. Overwhelmed, you drew a sharp breath.
“Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?..” he teased “What is it, my dear? What do you want, hm?”
He pushed a third finger into your dripping slit. You whined in pleasure muddled with despair.
“Speak up, angel” he demanded.
Virtue be damned. Something tameless had infected you. Caught in the furor of sin, you eagerly cast your innocence aflame.
“I...” you stammered “I want... I need you to ravish me...”
Michael threw you onto the bed, and climbed on top of you. Laying flat on your back, your wings sprawled open, you looked up at him, your eyes sweetly half-lidded. His knee shoved between your thighs, he ripped the front of your tunic open. You sighed as cold air brushed against your nipples. He placed his hands on your breasts, savouring the softness of your bare skin. His eyes aflame with lust, he took a moment to admire your flushed, helpless body. Biting your bottom lip, you pushed your chest into his touch. He grabbed you by the throat again.
“You’re mine” he snarled “Mine alone...”
Against your better judgement, you nodded. Your gaze wandered down to his crotch, causing your mouth to immediately water. Michael’s lips crooked into a sleazy smirk. He unbuckled his pants, and slipped his underwear down. Your eyes widened as his hard cock sprung free. Large, but not obscenely so. You pulled the skirt of your tunic up, leaving your aching cunt at his mercy.
He pinned you down under his full weight. You wrapped your arms around him, savouring the feel of luxurious fabric under your fingers. Like an animal in heat, you craved to feel him inside. His eyes locked with yours, Michael clasped your leg, and positioned himself more comfortably. You blindly caught hold of his member, helping guide it into your hole.
Your heart skipped a beat – you let out a moan as your membranes clamped around him. Hardly giving you a moment to adjust, he began to move. The sudden strain roused a twinge, but it soon was obscured by shattering pleasure. No longer holding back your mewls and whimpers, you sank your nails into his back. Should the expensive suit get ruined, it will be his fault.
Michael groaned, his teeth bared in primal satisfaction. Your response only encouraged him, and he quickly picked up the pace. Each thrust sent a shattering wave of pleasure through your fevered nerves. You wrapped your legs around his waist, welcoming them. He traced the tip of his tongue over your neck. You hissed as his long hair tickled you, overwhelming your senses even more. He purred, and nipped at your jaw.
“Kiss me” you demanded.
He obeyed, leaning down to press his mouth against yours. You parted your lips for him, and allowed your tongues to battle for dominance.
“Say my name” he ordered, upon pulling away.
“I can’t...” you gasped in horror.
“Your general isn’t here...” he growled “It’s just you and me...” he pressed his face to your temple “Say my name, sweetheart. Show the Beast how much you’re enjoying your downfall.”
He pulled his cock almost all the was out, then slammed it back in, roughly grazing your sweet spot. Your cried out, and sank your fingers into his hair. You didn’t want to think about her. You loathed to imagine her disappointment in you. But his presence eclipsed her face. Drowned it in the storm of ecstasy ravaging you.
“Michael!”
“Good girl” he praised with a grin.
Shock after shock of ecstasy tore through your body, setting every cell of it aflame. Your forehead was laced in sweat. Your muscles quivered from the tension. You were close. Very close. Turned feral by the pleasure, he grabbed you by the wrists, thrusting into you with merciless force.
“Michael...” you moaned.
You couldn’t stand it anymore. You arched your back, trembling and convulsing as a scream escaped your throat. Michael threw his head back with a snarl. You had grown painfully tight around him, prompting him to reach his own release. You felt him spill inside you – it was the strangest, most pleasant sensation you had ever experienced.
You collapsed into the pillows, limp and gasping for breath. He slumped down on top of you. For a moment, you allowed yourself to soak in the glowing haze of bliss. But, just when he had crept off of you, and was about to pull you into his arms, you leapt up. Using his surprise for your advantage, you climbed onto him – this time, you were the one to pin him down. You caught his gaze, and drew a dagger from underneath your ruined tunic. Afraid to molest their master’s gift, the devil worshippers had missed it.
“You will find the men who captured me, crucify them, and bleed them like pigs” you growled, pressing the blade against his throat “Do you understand me, Antichrist?”
A drop of blood sept from under the metal, glowing against his milky skin in a warning.
“Yes” he murmured, as his eyes blazed with adoration.
#ahs#american horror story#ahs apocalypse#michael langdon#ahs fanfic#ahs fanfiction#ahs fanwork#ahs fandom#horror fandom#michael langdon fanfiction#michael langdon x reader#angel!reader#blasphemy#hierophilia#i don't put too much weight on the loss of virginity#originally it was going to be full coercion but I decided I don't like that#so the angel has her power#tbh i have my suspicions reader got captured on purpose like girl where is your underwear#it's the first x reader i've ever done#and i'm a novice at writing sm*t#i often get bored and find it more work than it's worth#but this idea came to me and i thought why not work on expanding my skills#so please keep it in mind I'm kind of green :'D#still i hope you enjoy it!#my writing#tumblr fanfic#🍋#story archive#my fic#short fic
353 notes
·
View notes
Note
erm can we see more deer dale he's so silly
Deer Dale!!! Now with full antler face like I initially intended but could not figure out how to draw at the time
#you get a healthy mix of silly and horrific body horror with this one#fop#fop nature au#fop a new wish#dale dimmadome#dev dimmadome#fop dale#fop dev#body horror#art#digital art#fanart#wanted to do some mini frames of deer dale sort of like deliriously nuzzling dev#but since hes ya know covered in antlers Dev is just sitting there terrified that if he makes one wrong move hes gonna get skewered or wors#(that wouldnt happen often btw he'd be mostly too scared and erratic for that but i thought it would be a nice one off visual)#its kinda an apt summary of their relationship tho i think#even if hes not malicious. even when hes trying to be as gentle as he knows how hes still hurting dev or almost hurting dev#I think about the ep where Dale mentions his time in the lemon factory implying that hes trauma dumped to dev about it before#like my man. your son is not who you should be loading that information on to. get a therapist.#all this to say that i do think deer dale tries to avoid hurting dev and even tries to be comforted by him but like..#you are like a 400 pound animal blindly stumbling around covered in spikes#you cant tell your own CHILD you dont love them and then expect them to take on the burden of comforting you#again hes not fully there when hes a deer but this is all very metaphorical or whatever
108 notes
·
View notes
Note
Adult!Villain and Teen!Hero are hilarious, an whole ass adult beefing with a OP high schooler? Comedy
Honestly, doesn't do it for me. (Sorry) I know it's a very common trope and it's totally valid if you or anyone else likes it!
(I don't think I'm drawn to antagonist &/ protagonist dynamics for the comedy in general. It's not what interests me about it. But that's partly also a semantics thing, e.g. 'rivals' versus 'enemies', 'villain' as in 'supervillain' which can mean like megamind versus 'villain of the story'. I can appreciate comedy in a story about rivals, idk, I can't explain the distinction.)
Anyway. Like, to me, this gives:
horror in the power imbalance between children and adults
themes of children/teenagers having to step up to save the world because of the actions or inaction of older generations
themes in the way adults are not taught its unacceptable to have public beef with a teenager + lessened boundaries in how we treat each other in public spaces
themes in the whole creepy child trope, e.g. a teenager who is so powerful and the ways that this can backfire
themes in identity formation and the myriad different masks we might wear as teenagers and how someone can pick up on just one part of who you are growing to be and hate it.
#I'm not trying to get on a moral high horse or anything#I just find so much more horror potential in the way that adults can use their power against teenagers and children over comedy#obviously different from like a children's/ya POV where half the point is empowering young people to face difficult situations#children's books frequently have adult protagonist's more often than other kids#and like power fantasy etc#I probably liked it more when I was a teenager#I'm just old lol#and I have a very particular sense of humour
123 notes
·
View notes
Text
I'll never get over JPM to be honest. Just, never. I've never wanted a fictional character more. Ever.
#i think about JPM often#like a lot#repo's words#evan peters#james patrick march#jpm#m#James march#ahs#ahs hotel#aside from warren. obvs.#like warren and james are the two Evan characters i want THE most#gah#american horror story#American horror story hotel#hotel cortez
118 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Melt by John "Jangus" Cambra
This artist on Instagram
#art#illustration#digital art#dark art#horror#fantasy#macabre#body horror#gore#at first I thought a bunch of this artist's work was AI#but on their ArtStation they have process videos of the digital line drawings#so seems legit#deeply annoying AI art is trained on all the legitimate artists I like so it's often hard to tell them apart
720 notes
·
View notes
Text
Something silly I did~
AU where Bill is send to earth like a beast as part of his rehab journey; the docs on theraprism thought it would be good for his improvement to start "closing chapters" of his life, starting with the Pines family, and bc of his good behaviour the axololt agrees with this, with the condition of removing all of his remaining powers, hability to speak and a brand new body of his own (he could've definitely transform him intro a human but this was funnier)
And since he appeared in the middle of one of the twins' expeditions across the Pacific, his unwanted presence will have no choice but to be part of their little adventures on the high seas :D
#gravity falls#bill cipher#standford pines#stanley pines#still deciding the name of the AU#But it needs to be something related to the Sea and beast!Bill#he definitely hates being there but has no choice#he can't even complaint bc he can't say shit and only makes sad kitten sounds for his horror#Stan hates his ass and often use him as bait for their monster hunter sessions#Ford keeps and eye on him and documents every single thing that happens to him#Some days he feels a little sorry for his muse bc he cannot talk and often looks like an abandon kitten in the middle of a rainy day#but then he watches him throw a tantrum bc a seagull started to use him as a nest and forgets about it#my art#digital art#fanart#gravity falls au
86 notes
·
View notes
Text
trying to make fanart of leona from @kiame-sama's humans are extinct twst au (warning it is a yandere au and 18+ so minors DNI)
#art#mine#my art#leona#leona kingscholar#twst#twisted wonderland#humans are extinct au#aint it funny that we both used the same card as the base for the pictures?#i promise i didnt copy your idea i legit just eanted a pose that easily showed his legs#also lion paws are surprisingly hard to freehand?#i swapped out the skull in his hand for a chess piece for a few reasons#one bc he's never eaten a human so i didnt want to feed into the stereotype of sunset savannah folk eating humans#and two bc of the metanarrative of it seeming racist for the place where beastpeople are also being the ones who ate humans most often#not that i think kiame had any intention of that sorta thing i think it's just a really unfortunate coincidence#but it starts out with the weirdness of the canon africa stand-in also being mostly known for beast people living there#as in actual animal people#and there's way more horrors about real life colonial history that make the twst au feel...weird to have those real events flipped#again im not upset or calling out the author of the au or anything im just sharing my perspective and comparing and contrasting this au#it's mostly an interesting exercise for me rn#but anyway! i got tired and never finished coloring the sketch but i really liked the sketch so here!
118 notes
·
View notes
Text
Murder/dust belongs to ask-dusttale
Horror belongs to sour-apple-studios
Killer belongs to RahafWabas
#my art#digital doodles#utmv#killer sans#utmv fanart#dust sans#dust sans fanart#horror sans#horror sans art#killer sans fanart#Horror sans fanart#something new killer#horrortale sans#dusttale sans#I’ve Been debating on posting that killer drawing for like a few weeks#also hi I’m back✨. I’ll try to post more often but it depends on where life throws me ig#Like I’ll mainly post on the weekends because I actually have time to draw then
106 notes
·
View notes