#very gothic

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

Books of 2024: LEECH by Hiron Ennes.

This is a reread for me! I first read it when it came out in 2022, and it absolutely rewired my brain. It does so many fascinating POV things that I adore, and I'm excited to revisit it with ~Vague Recollections~ of plot reveals to see how many of them I spot ahead of time this go-round.

[spn2006]

the fact that eric kripke isn't even christian really adds something to the way christianity is depicted on supernatural. because its really not about being christian at all, but about living in america, a country dominated by christianity, and having to decide for yourself how to handle that. faith is huge in supernatural, and the mythology of the show is very bible-centric, but notably, christ is never there. even sam, who starts out revering the angels, who once said he prays every night, doesn't actually call himself a christian or imply that he believes in jesus--the show is steeped in christianity and biblical lore and yet neither sam nor dean are christians. in fact, over and over again the church itself is depicted as a haunted house that sam and dean will only ever enter as strangers, as outsiders. priests, preachers, faith healers, chapels, crypts, etc. are all just iconography that create an intense sense of unease that sam and dean respond to instantly. as a jew, its very relatable. an essential part of living in america when you're not christian is that exact sense of unease, of knowing that the culture of your country has ensured that you'll get knocked over by christianity no matter where you go, that you'll see hundreds of people truly believing they're good people while doing awful things in the name of their god, and you have no choice but to confront that. kripke gets it

[doctormori]

I love this book to death, so here's some things I noticed <3

[panthermouthh]

“How can I move thee? Will no entreaties cause thee to turn a favourable eye upon thy creature, who implores thy goodness and compassion? Believe me, Frankenstein, I was benevolent; my soul glowed with love and humanity; but am I not alone, miserably alone? You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow creatures, who owe me nothing?”

[camojacketfag]

Middle America by Gregory Crewdson

[danwhobrowses]

Sometimes love is planning on having a cosy cottage when the dust has settled, sometimes love is kissing the person you want to be with before a big battle and seeing where things go from there, and sometimes love is swiping a bag of shrooms from a cow man and letting the other know that you'd do any and every crazy thing they want with them

and all of them are valid

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, posting to TikTok: Stevie, the people wanna know more about you using your crying powers for evil

Steve: It’s not a power. It’s a skill.

Eddie:

Steve: I don’t know, I got my French teacher to bump up my grade. Got out of some parking tickets. Convinced a lot of parents to let me sleepover. The trick is to look like you’re trying really hard not to cry.

Eddie: You ever use your powers on me?

Steve: Of course not.

Steve, tearing up: I’m just - so passionate about what color we should paint our bathroom walls.

Robin, remembering that they lost their deposit on their first apartment because Steve insisted that the coral colored bathroom gave him migraines and they needed to paint over it: You bitch

[kayleerowena]

horror barbies legally distinct pink-themed horror dolls available now from your local t-shirt store!

[unrenderedfuture]

B

It's finished!

ID: a digital painting of the eighth doctor, mainly in greyscale against a purple-tinted starry background. He has feathery wings half folded behind him and wears a long black skirt with red Gallifreyan text along the hem. His bare chest is torn open to reveal his ribs and hearts. He stares into the distance with a grim expression. In one outstretched hand he holds an elaborate hourglass full of red sand; in the other hand he holds Gallifrey, glowing red and dripping blood over his hand and arm. Two suns illuminate him harshly from either side, the faint lines of orbital paths cross in front of him, and a faint seal of rassilon hovers behind him like a halo. end ID

[sylphoxide]

YOU LIED TO US

[toodrunktofindaurl]

new sweater

[iristial]

[debora-goth]

[missusruin]

outfit design commission for @sunniekitty

long sleeves; something kinda ghost/folklore/woodsy; something kinda gothic lolita; doesn't like shoes

[panthermouthh]

Where Johnny goes, the Devil follows; where Johnny goes, the Devil is already there.

Based on "A cornstalk fiddle" by the incredible @notbecauseofvictories

Finally finished this comic after months of zero progress. I adore this story and think about it often, and am so happy to finally be able to share this fan work with you. I hope you all enjoy!

[avalencias]

yes I was inspired by the latest chapter of this fic, no I don’t want to talk about it.

(fic by @picturesofthegoneworlds)