Corruption-core

In every generation there is a chosen one…

I think TVD does this really well, except it's normally when the ownership of the house has changed and that person hasn't invited them in. Like when Elijah has his dagger pulled out of him and he wakes up, and just starts suffocating and thrashing

look i don’t know how reliable a source of information this website is but the idea that you can easily get rid of vampires in your home just by telling them they’re not welcome anymore is extremely funny to me

In my newest quest to find another podcast I have discovered Unwell: a Midwestern Gothic Mystery

There are 5 seasons so I'm gonna be EATIN while I wait for everyone else's weekly updates

See also, "We're in a drought; conserve water!" Meanwhile, bottled water companies and golf courses for rich folk empty the aquifers.

contrary to popular belief not everyone has an innate sense of internal gender or care to have one or seek a name for it, some people go their whole lives without questioning their occupation in one of two gender roles, but for some people, if pressed, they don’t feel that internal sense of ‘i am a woman’ or ‘i am a man’, and in that case i feel the switch over to transgender vs cisgender relies on active identification of a gender other than the one they were assigned. if someone’s like ‘idk dude I just work here’ then that’s valid

Begin with a balbis on its side. Within the two spaces, a circle marked by a single dot.

Beneath this, a pair of concentric circles. Within the annulus, an ovoid with a slit - a staring eye.

Under that, a lemniscate over a heptagram, and three parallel lines beneath.

These are the marks of the Many Below.

The Silt Verses, Chapter 43

Also I fucking love all the little outfits we got in this episode, fully and totally dressed up or dressed down. Stolas and his little open chest shirt with his fluffy out there to the world, Blitz in a fucking christmas sweater god im so obsessed

“queer horror podcast” ok? wet water?

would you still love me if i was rendered in increasingly abstract ways to imply my progressing sense of disconnection from humanity