#terror psicologico

[creepylemon003]

Hola, la verdad no se como funciona tumblr por ahora, pero quiero crear un blog para subir cosas de terror porque me gusta mucho, cosas como historias de terror o raras, found fotage, analogic horror entre otras cosas mas. Espero que pueda publicar cosas muy pronto. Y bueno, solo eso. Bye

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Crítica | Projeto Fantasma

Confira a nossa crítica do novo filme de terror Projeto Fantasma, com 77min de duração e a direção de Federico Finkielstain, será que o filme é bom? #a2filmes #filmedeterror #projetofantasma critica #review

Projeto Fantasma é o novo terror da A2 Filmes. Com a direção de Federico Finkielstain e o roteiro por Santiago Fernández Calvete, o longa arrisca no terror paranormal à la Poltergeist, Atividade Paranormal e Espíritos – A Morte Está ao Seu Lado. Contudo, estrelado por Juan Cruz Rolla, será que o longa acerta? Antes de tudo, com 77min, Projeto Fantasma promete trabalhar encima dos gêneros terror,…

[thelightattheendofthistunnel]

ma i commentatori rai hanno pure detto "mi dissocio" dopo che quella si è ritirata cioè è stata proprio una presa di posizione

[deathisreborn]

"Don't Worry Darling" (2022). Dir. Olivia Wilde.

[pier-carlo-universe]

La Profezia del Male su Prime Video: Un thriller horror tra tarocchi maledetti e un destino inevitabile

Quando la curiosità diventa pericolosa: un gruppo di amici scatena un’antica maledizione legata ai tarocchi

Quando la curiosità diventa pericolosa: un gruppo di amici scatena un’antica maledizione legata ai tarocchi Prime Video presenta La Profezia del Male, un horror psicologico che ha già catturato l’attenzione degli spettatori italiani, posizionandosi al quinto posto tra i film più visti. La trama ruota attorno a un gruppo di amici che, per semplice curiosità, decide di leggere i tarocchi, violando…

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Cine “Psicosis”

Ficha técnica de Psicosis: Título original: PsychoTítulo en español de España: PsicosisTítulo en español latinoamericano: PsicosisCalificación edad: MA+16 (No recomendada para menores de 16 años)Director: Alfred HitchcockActores principales: Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John GavinPaís: Estados UnidosGénero: Thriller psicológico / TerrorCalificación calidad: 10 (Obra…

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A Substância (The Substance) “A Substância” é um drama de terror dirigido por Coralie Fargeat. O filme segue Elisabeth Sparkle, uma celebridade em declínio que enfrenta uma reviravolta inesperada ao ser demitida de seu programa de fitness na televisão. Desesperada por um novo começo, ela decide experimentar uma droga do mercado clandestino que promete replicar suas células, criando temporariamente uma versão mais jovem e aprimorada de si mesma. Agora, Elisabeth se vê dividida entre suas duas versões que devem coexistir enquanto navegam pelos desafios da fama e da identidade.

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El Arte De Sobrevivir Cap 2 parte 2/3

[feertier]

Title: Bastián

Author: Feer Tier

Genre: Psychological horror.

Classification: +17

Version: Short form

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Rabzolga was a city of greyish and whitish colors, since white has been considered a color of purity and perfection; but, apparently no one observed that the gray only came to show coldness and sadness, but that was not of interest to its citizens, was it?

In the 80's, fashion companies were in charge of skinning the faces of the poor people of the city, at the end of the day, nobody would notice their absence. These companies were dedicated to recreating the features of beauty standards, so everyone would be equally beautiful.

Society was too obsessed with the perfect appearance that others would see, that they would not mind bleeding for a piece of meat, the treatment was quite painful, they nicknamed it Mentonian-depressant, since the human skin mask was sewn on the patients from the depressor brow muscle to the mentalis muscle. Thousands of new faces were made each year, and of course everyone in town would pay thousands to look good.

The other environments were not so different, 12-year-old children undergoing these surgeries, medical universities looking for new treatments for human perfection, the government seemed not to deprive its pocket to pay for all these projects. Excellence costs and hurts.

Education had always been vital to the development of the nation. They were the future doctors, role models and it was very clear that they had to give everything for their country.

The Dolere Institute was the highest house of studies, each school year only people who had enough knowledge entered, very long corridors with dark tones and photographs of their best students hung in them, among these portraits was Bastián, a boy recently admitted with no more than 15 years old, tall, thin and with an aura that reflected despotism, apart from being considered the best student and the president of the student council, he was characterized by being attractive and complying with established stereotypes, everyone considered him impeccable, he was what everyone wanted being, his air of grandeur made others feel intimidated by his presence, so he was admired just for being beautiful.

A day like any other, Bastián walked quickly to the bathrooms of his institute, his face was sweating, the heat that accumulated between his face and his mask was endless torture, people were so used to such spectacles that they were not surprised to see The boy ran, his face was burning, it had been less than a week since he had changed his face and apparently he was not healing well, he pushed open the bathroom door, closed it tightly and went to the mirror. why did he do this?

Tears soon flowed, his face hurt, he didn't know how long he would have to stay like this. Maybe the next step for doctors would be a smile prosthesis or a brain swap, if everyone had to look the same, they would one day make everyone think the same.

It was almost three in the afternoon and Bastián had to go to the backyard, he couldn't be late, he wiped the blood that was dripping from his face and ran out through the school corridors you could see people showing off their new faces and how they humiliated people who didn't have one or those who didn't have a "trend" face.

Bastián left through the door that led to the patio and quietly walked towards the stands, under them, there was him, Carlos, a thin and short boy, it was Bastián's most tender secret, it had been more than 5 weeks since Carlos approached to him, and in a couple of days they had built an incredible connection, they only started talking to each other in class, they looked at each other at lunchtime, and one day in the bathrooms, Carlos kissed Bastián and to his surprise, Carlos was reciprocated.

From there they had started a kind of relationship, but because of Bastián's reputation, no one could know what was happening between them.

Carlos hugged his boyfriend, thinking about how it hurts to hide what you feel for someone, but it hurts more to hide what you are-will I ever see your true face? -Carlos always questioned Bastián, and he always got the same answer -This is me; going from a sweet kiss to an argument.

Their fights were a loop, why Carlos couldn't see the face of the person he had fallen in love with, because if Bastián so presumed to be a person of values from one moment to the next he found himself insulting and humiliating her boyfriend That Carlos couldn't buy a new face wasn't his fault, besides, that he was homosexual only made him look weirder in society, Carlos should be ashamed to show himself as he is, what was wrong with him?

Carlos was not stupid, he knew the reason for these reactions, he thought that Bastián did this to hide his low self-esteem, what better way to hide under his ego.

Carlos turned around and left, why would someone like Carlos ignore Bastián? This feeling was new, he had never felt anything like it, Bastián felt alone and insignificant before Carlos, with a lump in his throat he took his backpack and walked, it was time to go home, while he did, the students approached him, asking him for help and congratulating him on his high average, perhaps that feeling would only be momentary, the admiration of others made him happy.

He came home, the atmosphere was gloomy and suffocating, he went to his bedroom and with ecstasy began to take all the things out of his backpack, it was customary for Carlos to leave him a note among his notebooks telling him how much he loved him. loved. , but this time there was no note, and he returned that feeling of loneliness and sadness.

The days passed, Bastián continued to help the other students, he met every afternoon with the student council, he continued to be admired by everyone except the person he loved, Carlos had been ignoring him, in fact, he disappeared for a few days, but When he returned, he had blue-painted hair and bright clothes, he was definitely a reason for ridicule for weeks, on several occasions, Bastián came to see how a group of boys took him to beat him, he could not do anything. weirdness had to be punished.

However, something was not right, despite the fact that Bastián was always surrounded by people and being the center of attention, he felt melancholic and alone.

Knowing that you hurt a person you love torments you, seeing that the simple fact of wanting to fit in with others takes you away from love, it hurts, and I'm not talking about the love that Bastián feels for Carlos, but the love he feels for himself, hurts not being able to love you, not feeling comfortable with your features because it's not what people want to see, but then, what is the purpose? Bastián was tired of pretending, that pressure that he felt every night in his chest was getting bigger and bigger, Bastián wanted to be Bastián.

A boy with a bleeding face and a big smile entered the door of the Dolere Institute, went to the school gymnasium where all the students were commemorating the revolution in their country, opened the door and decidedly walked towards the director, snatching the microphone from him. people were static, who was he?

-I find it sad that we have reached this point, I am not here to judge you, I was in your place, but it is strange to stand here and see each of you with the same face, why do we want to pretend that we are not?

Come on, we are young, we can change what is to come, it is not easy, but I know that you are tired of coming home and removing that painful face, you are tired of crying at night, wondering why we are not stronger or braver, comparing themselves to others every day, hiding their hair or those scars they show from all they have lived through.

We must understand that we are all different, and that makes us unique, we are beautiful in our own way, perfection does not exist and beauty should not hurt.

Each of us who are present deserve to be loved for who we are, let's take off those masks and be happy for what we deserve. You who are listening to this, I know that you are beautiful under all that pain.

I am Bastián and today more confident than ever, I can say that I love myself and I love being me.

It is not who we are that gives us peace and happiness, but selflessness.-

That morning Bastián had torn the mask from his face, and although it hurt, he knew that wearing a face other than his own was worse, he took a pair of scissors and cut his hair as he had always wanted to do, he changed his neutral clothes for a reddish one and went out. From home happier than ever, a white-skinned boy with a large scar that settled on the middle of his cheek was seen walking through the streets of the city, Bastián had decided to be him for the first time and forever.

Note: I know you have spelling errors, that's because I translated it by Google, I originally wrote it in Spanish, thank you.

-Feer Tier.

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• conto de terror psicológico

• é meu primeiro livro

• o livro é bem curtinho

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Tudo era tranquilo, tirando o fato de quanto Alfred era solitário, e como vivia em uma clínica desde que os pais morreram. O problema começa quando ele começa ter sonhos estranhos, e quando tudo parece muito mais que sonhos.

[samdly]

@natehwang // Negó, alzando la mirada como si la niebla tuviese respuestas— No. Intento discernir si deberíamos buscar pistas, correr lo más rápido posible, esperar a que algo venga por nosotros... Dijeron que debíamos resolver el laberinto. ¿Eso es salir, o es que los pasillos forman letras o algo? ¡Alto! ¿Dijiste alucinaciones? Oh, así que es de esos laberintos.

"¿ya sabes cómo salir?" pregunta a la primera persona que detecta, acercándose a esta para saludarle. "porque yo sólo he encontrado: alucinaciones y ganas de tomar de una siesta."

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"Relapse", novo filme de terror com Joseph Quinn de Stranger Things

Relapse, novo filme com Joseph Quinn, traz a obra de Bret Easton Ellis. O autor de “Psicopata Americano” e “As Regras da Atração”, Bret Easton Ellis, fará sua estreia na direção no aguardado filme de terror “Relapse”. Além disso, Joseph Quinn (“Stranger Things”) estrela o filme como Matt Cullen, um homem que se interna na reabilitação depois de testemunhar uma morte horrível durante uma com…

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2020.

Questo sono io allora.

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Già dall'estate 2019 a casa avevamo dovuto familiarizzare con tutte le norme di comportamento per il contenimento di possibili infezioni/malattie, sopratutto io ero il rompicazzo in famiglia gestendo visite/medicinali/ricoveri di mia madre immunodepressa. Diciamo che mascherine, guanti, disinfettante, camici usa e getta non erano cose nuove per noi. Il peso psicologico, mentale e fisico del terrore misto a responsabilità con la consapevolezza che la pandemia fosse già una realtà anche da noi ben prima degli annunci istituzionali - arrivati dopo il circo dei vari (città)nonsiferma.

Quando al lavoro decidemmo di istituire pratiche e controlli prima che lo richiedesse lo Stato, ci guardammo tutti perplessi perché non avevamo scorte di dpi e i prezzi stavano già salendo alle stelle.

Questo sono io che controllo gli accessi del mattino col termometro e il questionario sintomi.

Così per mesi con una media di minimo tre volte in ospedale a settimana per mia madre.

Non so perché mi stiano tornando in mente queste cose, forse è finito l'effetto del hard reset che mi fece la psicologa per gestire il lutto, forse è scattato qualche parallelismo mentale essendo in questi giorni forzato a casa.

Ci sono comunque molta amarezza e schifo sedimentati in me verso varie persone e istituzioni.

Capire per molti non è stato possibile, né mai lo sarà.

[lamentiino]

Che urto quei nutrizionisti che ti fanno terrore psicologico su robe sane tipo fette biscottate e marmellata (chiaramente devi stare attento alla marmellata che prendi ma è normale che sia zuccherata) senza darti delle alternative, non servi a nulla anzi peggiori solo i pensieri delle persone

[deathisreborn]

"Don't Worry Darling" (2022). Dir. Olivia Wilde.

[cloned-sheep97]

Un poco de LORE sobre mi au del cuarteto de Nos (aunque en realidad no es lore si no funfacts)

no lo sabías, a mi me encanta reciclar personajes antigüos cuyas historias nunca terminé y de ejemplo tienes a un wey llamado John (que se supone que es el OG antes de Mario) Qyan que sería el putón del barrio y un wey llamado Jun que se suponía que es un gameshow host pero acabó siendo el tipo que se ríe mientras come un flan

Decidí hacer una animación toda culera de El putón del barrio en verano 2023 (y dejame decirte que bien culero era my estilo de dibujo en ese entonces) y pues como representante de Rosario puse a Qyan, y como el narrador que cuenta TODAS las personas que se tiró rosario + su esposo que llora cada aniversario a John ya que quedaban a personaje

(también asocié a John con Mario Neta porque tenían el Motif de sobre trabajarse para comprar cual mierda sea)

Y lo de el tio que come 🍮 fue porque jaja seguro que l queda bien la canción

Pd: Jun viene de una historia de medio terror psicologico que planeaba hacer pero la descarté y John + Qyan de una idea de videojuego que tenía en ese entonces

Otra cosa, Jun Kan me recuerda a Spamton y no se porqué

Estos son los dibujos que encontré de ellos (todos de el verano del '23 y no del invierno del '92)