#i <3 this cemetery

[lover-of-mine]

[tonythepizzaguy]

a crooked touch part 16: a king on his throne

[arthursfuckinghat]

A good boy and Arthur 𑁦𐂂𑁦 Saint Denis

[moonwoodhollow]

Griselda Oreolo - a vampire origin story in 5 parts (I-II-III-IV-V) a Venetian Aristocrat vampire for @thebramblewood

Transcript

unknown woman: [quiet sobbing]

unknown woman: Riposa in pace, Giovanni. (Rest in peace, Giovanni)

Griselda: As I left the crypt, the sweetest scent I had ever smelled drifted over to me and I couldn't help but follow it.

Strangely, I felt an ache deep inside me, something akin to hunger yet so much worse.

unknown woman: [shocked gasp]

Griselda: When I found the source of the heavenly scent, that clouded my thoughts, I stared at it in a daze. It was a woman, who smelled so delicious I wanted to sink my teeth into her neck.

For a split second, I realised what horrendous thoughts I was having, but then the monster inside me took over and only one thought echoed in my mind: I needed to feed.

[to be continued]

[mystery-pixels]

[softvampie]

my cake and roses 🖤

[thelolarahaii]

30 seconds? Yup, a 30-second ghost story. And...go.

EVIL 4x02 | "How to Train a Dog"

[hapalopus]

Thara Celehar would not recognize flirting if it slapped him in the face. Which it did. Repeatedly.

[caspiders]

The engine grinds its song

One lonesome drone...

-"Fire & Gold" by Wayfarer

Riverside Cemetery, Denver, Colorado

2023

[sillygutzartz]

HAPPY (late) HALLOWEEN!!!!

[jauffre]

CEMETERY OF ASH (x)

[sugary-bxnny]

CW: creepy-ish art and blood

[boyfridged]

when it comes to fridging, what is uniquely horrid is not only that on the meta-level the aim is to expand a narrative of another character; it’s also that for that to happen, in-universe, the grief ought to be even more objectifying than it is naturally. it becomes, in a sense, voyeuristic. inappropriate. the image of the dead character is, by necessity, distorted and flattened down. even in real life, studies of bereavement hallucinations show that the dead come to either guide the mourners to peace or taunt them with guilt. in text their voice is that of fears and hopes of others too, but notably, never with a further reflection on their desires that could be at least an afterthought for grievers in real life. and that’s also why the resurrection stories have so much (psychological horror) potential when it comes to these characters – because they come back to the reality in which their pain no longer belongs to themselves, where the trauma of their death has been exploited and their identity contorted. they’re confronted with an idea of themselves that is either demonised or idealised; a saint and a martyr, and find that there’s little space left for their authentic selves. or perhaps, alternatively, they morph into that faux form, and it becomes questionable if they are still the same person they used to be. the problem of post-mortem survival of identity already poses a challenge because of the nature of crossing the line between the spheres of the dead and the living; but what about the dialogical nature of forming an identity? cemeteries belong to the living; they decide which picture will be engraved into the tombstone. and it might be, that even with no corpse underneath, the image will preserve and haunt even the revenants themselves.

[oleandereye]

mary anta! i did this for her birthday but forgot to post it here tee hee :)

she's always giving out flowers so I think she should get some for her own!

[gaysolangelo]

not me purposely seeking out audiobooks narrated by avi roque because it feels like raine whispers is reading me a story <3

[mystery-pixels]

pleasant rest cemetery