#or ooohhh NO in horror

[maaikeatthefullmoon]

I do genuinely hope my myriad of physical & mental illnesses would be interesting to science or teaching. Anything that isn’t needed would be cremated and go into the longbarrow of my previous answer.

i did very minimal research so if I didn't specify one of these involves cremation but it does... sorry

gravestone poll

cremation poll

[strangetfpblog]

Wip

Guess who!

[lethalcontracts]

Afflicted Nutcracker. The creature inside of the nutcracker can barely sustain the rootball affliction, so it aggressively hunts down anything it can consume in order to get the nutrients it needs. So if you see a Nutcracker without its gun, RUN THE OTHER WAY!

[eebie]

i cant keep it hidden any longer

[good-beansdraws]

Still going crazy over those lines from the anniversary stream !!!

[soliusss]

I've connected the dots.

[ionlypostmymeemocs]

*Insert Tape 1*

*Cheery Music Plays*

Hello! This tape is made to teach you how to be a good person.

Why? Well! Because we all want to be a better person and have a nice life.

Here are the steps:

Number 1: Always help others in need

Number 2: Always be kind to others and to yourself

Number 3: Always be humble

Number 4: ....Don't kill....

............................................................but.........you.......

Fail at that... You failed so poorly....

You are a bastard.

Now you are stuck here...

In this Black-and-White World...

You...

Will...

Soon...

Be...

Food...

To them all...

[loonasketches]

CW: Eye Contact, horror

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It’s time.

[vampmilf]

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[kirnet]

Hmm. Toying with the idea of a one shot where the dm narration is an actual character in the game, like a John malevolent situation, so all player questions are asked and answered in character… maybe using a jenga tower for major rolls a la dread… ahhh now I need a plot

[tiny-feisty-gay]

@a-dauntless-daffodil WHY DO YOU ALWAYS LEAVE THE MOST GUT WRENCHING THINGS IN THE TAGS IM SOBBING

"who dies and who burns the city down in grief?"

i'm of two minds here. i think charlie is, like her father, more prone to hiding away when deeply upset... but i also think vaggie has become something like a tether for her. vaggie is, best as we can tell, the first and only person to believe in her, fervently and without compromise. she's the one who wrangles all of charlie's big ideas into something more manageable and wrangles her girlfriend from almost-manic to reasonable planning.

charlie doesn't want to hurt innocents but i don't think we've seen her final/most powerful form yet. she likely hasn't ever used it and has little control over it. she can control her emotions to a point but they can absolutely get the better of her (her impulsivity on the heels of sir pentious' death? and angel having to pull her back from probably obliterating val?)

losing vaggie would destroy her, full stop, and she might raze the city to the ground because of it.

... and i also think that cheerful part of her might die along with vaggie. imagine for a second charlie, still hellbent on redemption but with no guiding force or voice of reason.

on the other hand.

charlie is vaggie's light. she is vaggie's everything, for better or worse. losing charlie would destroy every hard-fought scrap of positivity she's regained. charlie dies, and she takes the light in vaggie with her.

and it's not just vaggie. charlie's death would destroy her parents too. lucifer might well open a portal out of pure rage.

vaggie loses charlie, and she reclaims her rightful rank as Exorcist. but i think she'd go a step further. not just an Exorcist; an Executioner. One who cuts down the higher angels without a second glance (except Emily; I think she'd spare Emily). charlie dies and Vaggie burns Heaven to ashes, with Lucifer and Lilith right alongside her.

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

DIRK: Let's test something. Describe your gender in a way that'll baffle cis people, but other trans and enby people will get. I'll start.

DIRK: I prefer not to be perceived by others.

ROXY: ooohhh a void w thigh high socks and a beanie

KARKAT: I DUNNO. PICK A SLUR

KANAYA: I Drank Too Much Gender Juice

SOLLUX: ii wii2h ii wa2 an ab2tract concept.

JADE: oobleck!!!! my gender is oobleck

ROSE: I am a grand, old piano. I am painted black, shining and somewhat glossy. Covered in vines holding beautiful, golden flowers, I sit in the middle of a forest; forgotten, yet not lost. A cat sits atop me, staring into the distance with a glare in its tiny, marble eyes. The sun lays itself on top of my base in streaks, like looking through swaying, almost open blinds. I am a grand, old piano.

DAVEPETA: B33 < seven goblins in a trench coat, each with a diffurent hypurrfixation

HAL: David Bowie, as played by Tilda Swinton.

NEPETA: :33 < none gender with left boygirl X33

FEFERI: A s)(apes)(ifting tentacle monster t)(at takes t)(e form of your gay aunt's wife!! 38)

CALLIOPE: if gender is a performance, then mine is the cUrtains which are drawn in to block stagehands switching props and the backdrop.

JANE: I'm a girl in a man way...

DAVE: i dont know what im doing leave me alone

CALIBORN: BOOBY MCBEARDY FACE.

DAVESPRITE: rooster

ERIDAN: im all the genders but also none of the genders and evverything i wwear is drag and evvery crush i havve is gay

EQUIUS: D --> If Gerard Way was a sport bike

TAVROS: wHEN YOU ORDER A MAN FROM wISH,

VRISKA: I'm genderfluid 8ut not in a "sometimes a girl, sometimes a 8oy" way. Sometimes my gender is Wesley from Princess 8ride, a sexy cow8oy, pir8 temptress, greasy gamer entity.

GAMZEE: An OlD vEnDiNg MaChInE tHaT oNlY gIvEs YoU nIcKeLoDeOn SlImE aNd GrApE sOdA :o)

JAKE: I want to be able to see my gender in the forest after weeks of camping and get scared away. Then the next night wander into the forest searching for it again but disappear without a trace. Like those horror movies you watch sometimes you know?

JOHN: i'm a person?

ERISOL: ii think of gender a2 iicky 2tuff that ii dont wwant on me, attached twwo me. that2 another wway of 2ayiin i dont wwant gendered terms twwo define me. iim agender

JASPROSE: No matter who you are, if you have sex with me, it's gay!!

ARADIA: i d0 n0t exist 0u0

TEREZI: BOWL1NG 4LL3Y C4RP3T

[ultram0th]

James Ellis walked into the locker room, his blue tank top drenched with sweat from his rigorous workout. He wiped at his brow and went to his locker so that he could change out of his sweaty clothes and rinse off.

“Hey James,” one of his fellow gym goers, Adam, greeted the 40 year old fitness influencer. He was also changing out of his sweaty gym clothes, done with his workout for the day.

The older man just nodded in his direction, not too keen on being in the locker room with Adam at the same time. Adam was a nice guy, and James had no issue at all with gay people, but he didn’t like the lustful stares that the younger man would give him every so often. His hungry eyes would always find a way to travel up and down the stud’s chiseled chest or seek out his toned butt whenever he’d perform squats. Still, wanting to wash off the musky odor from his body, James wrapped his towel tightly around his waist before shucking his shorts and underwear.

James worked out and he even took pictures of his fit body to inspire others to follow his regimen, but he didn’t work out to have other men ogle him like he was a piece of meat. He hurried over to the shower room, oblivious to Adam’s devious smirk.

The shower room was one of the older, military-style ones where it was just an open room with the shower heads lining the walls. Three other men where already in there when James arrived, each one facing his respective shower head so as to offer the illusion of privacy.

James placed his towel on the rack and walked nude over to one of the shower heads and twisted it, releasing the spray of hot water that felt good on his smooth skin. He went about washing himself, following the unspoken rule of facing his own shower head. However, he bit down on the inside of his cheek in irritation when the shower head literally right next to him turned on, and he didn’t need to look over to know who it was.

Adam began to wash himself next to the fitness influencer, not even being stealth about sneaking a glance here and there, his smirk plastered onto his face. “Showtime,” he whispered.

“What?” James almost barked, incredibly aggravated that the guy would choose to shower right next to him. He shook it off and started to lather up his toned muscles with his body wash, the suds clinging to every contour of his shredded body.

There was a slight pressure in his groin, and the older man cocked his eyebrow as he looked down at himself. He suppressed a gasp so as not to bring attention to him and his hardening cock. For seemingly no reason at all, James was stunned to watch his cock inflate to its full seven and a half inches, sticking straight out in front of him as he showered in a room with other men. His hard cock bobbed in front of him and his first instinct was to immediately cover himself.

But he couldn’t do it.

James turned red with a mixture of embarrassment and horror over the fact that no matter how much he mentally told his hands to shield his erect member from view, they simply continued to lather up his muscles with soap. He strained and grit his teeth as he tried to push through whatever odd paralysis he was experiencing.

The horrified man felt his lips part and his heart fell when he let out a low moan. “Ooohhh,” he moaned, his deep voice echoing out in the tiled room.

He saw from his peripherals that Adam was now full on watching him, and for some reason, that knowledge made his heart speed up excitedly.

The older stud winced internally as he felt his body turn around on its own accord, making him face outwards and present his erect cock to the rest of the room. His beefy hands began to stroke his sudsy chest, slowly feeling up each curvature of his muscles.

“Ooohhh yeah,” he moaned again, louder this time.

The the other men in the shower, confused as to what was happening, each turned around. One of them looked weirded out and left, disgust written all over his face. However, the remaining two only nodded in approval and hungrily watched as an erect James couldn’t stop running his hands all over his soapy chest.

James was screaming inside of his mind, especially when his fingers started to pinch and tug on his nipples. The action sent jolts of electricity straight to his hard cock, making it twitch wildly as he moaned loudly, unable to stop himself. He had no idea why this was happening, but based on the hungry stares of Adam and the other men, he knew that it was definitely a sight to see.

The mortified man felt himself turn back around, but his relief was short-lived when he started to thrust his bubblebutt outwards, trying to seductively present it to the small crowd. He felt his hips wiggle as he bounced his cheeks for the cheering men, screaming the whole time in the inside, but all that came out of his mouth were the lustful moans.

“Finger yourself!” one of the one grunted.

No! No! James pleaded with himself, especially when his head turned and he winked playfully at the men.

With a smack, both of James’s hands slapped down onto his large cheeks. He kneaded them, his fingers sinking into the abundant flesh before spreading them apart to show off his tight hole to the room. The older man was convinced that his humiliation couldn’t get any worse, but then, without any warning whatsoever, one of his thick fingers shoved itself inside his hole.

“OOooooOOHhh!” James squealed wildly with pleasure. He pressed his face against the tiled wall as his knees grew weak simply from playing with his ass. After a little bit of time, the horrified man shoved in another finger, and another, pumping them in and out.

James’s pleas with himself to stop were halted as his ass brought him immense waves of pleasure. The older man had never had anything shoved up his ass before, but now his hole was bringing him pleasure unlike anything he’d ever felt before in his entire 40 years. His moans were ringing out in the shower and they were so loud that he was certain people on the gym floor could hear him— but he didn’t care at the moment. His cock was twitching like crazy and his free hand found its way back to his nipples, roughly tugging on them.

The dual sensations of having his ass played with and his chest worked left the stunned man a moaning mess of hormones. Pleasure waves suffocated him and his humiliation was momentarily forgotten when he spasmed, shooting loads of cum all over the tiled wall in from of him from his untouched cock.

The men cheered as James came before returning to washing themselves, acting almost as if nothing had happened.

It took James a good minute to recover from blowing the biggest load of his life, his muscles still twitching with orgasmic power. He rubbed at his face, not quite grasping the concept that he was in control of his body again. He was so confused as what the fuck had just happened to him. He’d been showering and then all of a sudden, he’d had absolutely no control over his actions and he’d came from just fingering himself. His face was bright red with humiliation over his actions… and shame over how much he’d liked it. His ass still tingled with want, and it took all of his self control to not shove a few fingers up there again.

“Thanks for the show, James,” Adam said as he clapped the silent man on the shoulder. “I can’t wait for tomorrow’s.”

James felt his stomach drop at the thought of replaying what had just happened. The blood drained from his face as he envisioned himself pleasuring himself in front of men again, fingering his hole while tugging on his nipples like some depraved freak. 

Worse was that James could feel a stirring in his cock at the thought, a small part of himself looking forward to it.

[beesmygod]

this horror game, basilisk 2000 has a neat gimmick where its not actually a "completed game"- the fiction revolving around it is that it's an unfinished dev copy of a game that you, the "player" look at in a fake file viewer. like you're just loading and testing assets.

honestly, i love this framing device so much both on a gameplay and plot level but NOT as a horror game. this shit all falls apart once its like "ooohhh theres spooky levels the game added!!! a ghhhooosttt!!!" when what i REALLY REALLY WANT is a game with this framing device where you have to peel apart the assets to find out why the dev team broke up so publicly and explosively over allegations that made no sense.

like you walk up to a gravestone with a generic RIP on it but in the file viewer you can see an edit war between two devs who keep changing it from "HERE LIES TED'S COCK AFTER IT SNAPPED OFF IN SAM'S ASS" back to RIP

[misstrashchan]

I SEE YOUR VISION I SEE IT

No because we also have Faulkner describing the Trawler-Man's current state through the river's behaviour to the Katabasions, which reflects Carpenter and Faulkner and their current relationship in Something Dreadful Shall Arise:

Our god is…hungering. One mouth seems to be vying with the other.

Carpenter and Faulkner being at odds with each other.

In several places along the middle reaches the river has drawn back, nearly to drought-levels.

Sister Carpenter, pulling back and leaving the faith, leaving Faulkner.

In others we have seen sudden flash floods, violent surges that devour not just our sacrifices, but the faithful who offer them.

Faulkner, has killed and betrayed and caused schisms within the parish of tide and flesh, the one who leads the violent fanatics.

Something something thinking about how much the Trawlerman loves Carpenter versus Faulkner proclaiming himself as a prophet of the river. How important it is that the Trawlerman answered both their prayers in the season 1 finale (Faulkner's "swift currents to guide us home" by letting him return back to the faith; Carpenter's "an ending" by leading her to Acantha and the Cairn Maiden, literally a garden of the End). Thinking about the Trawlerman saving Carpenter in 3x1 without caring for who got hurt in the process, how the Trawlerman very specifically has two faces, one that Devours, one that Returns. How important it is to the story that the Trawlerman loves both Carpenter AND Faulkner. AND LISTEN. What I'm saying is. If the Katabasians are plotting Faulkner's death, I can't help but wonder if the Trawlerman will save Faulkner like he saved Carpenter in 3x1 since the two are ultimately two sides of the same coin... do you see my vision. Do you see my visi---

[ceilidho]

Ahaha I’m currently listening to the same torso murders episode too! Do you have any favourite podcasts?

ooohhh it was very good!!

i listen to the same podcasts over and over tbh. my brother my brother and me, stuff you should know, national park after dark, any bbc radio 4 podcast, history's great mysteries, dan carlin's hardcore history, let's not meet, and welcome to nightvale (haven't listened in years but it's an old fave so thought i'd add it).

and then in video format i love the broski report, so true with caleb hearon, and the comment section with drew afualo.

i basically like a mix of educational podcasts and comedy podcasts. and i also do like horror podcasts but i have a hard time sticking with them. i want so badly to get into the magnus archives and the silt verses but it just isn't working because i can't listen to them and do anything but i get bored with just listening to something. it's why i also cannot do audiobooks.