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thestuffedalligator:

The capital-P Point of Frankenstein is that the creature is a blank slate. Tabula rasa. He’s an Adam who was foresworn by his creator with no understanding of the world, and has to slowly, bitterly, painstakingly develop that understanding.

It’s a literary choice made as part of the grander allegory that does not need to be interpreted literally by a modern lens. Mary Shelley was writing a fiction and it’s not important that it’s not how bringing a brain back to life would actually. Y'know. Work.

That being said, there’s untapped comedy and horror in a retelling of Frankenstein where the creature does have his previous life’s memories.

jellogram:

Obsessed with the concept of daylight horror. Nighttime horror is transient. It implies that the horrors will end once the light of day shines down, once order is restored. It implies that the horrors are hidden and move in silence, which is terrifying in its own way. But in daylight horror, the horrors are the norm. The status quo. The bold light of day is interrogating the evils below, and they are not wavering. There’s no relief and no order to restore. This is the order. There’s no finish line.

Midsommar is a great example of this. The daylight is oppressive. There’s no dark night to portion off the time and refresh your perspective. The sun just keeps on shining and shining. There’s no escape, there’s no end, and there’s nothing to save you. You’ve wandered into something evil and here you shall stay. Good luck.

duelpersonality:

nudityandnerdery:

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Please, everyone, I’m begging you.

STOP shopping for cursed dolls at shops like this.

This is not a healthy or a safe environment for them to live in. Each individual cursed doll needs at least a two bedroom apartment and a family of no fewer than three individuals to haunt and spread their curse around. Confining so many of them together is going to lead to fighting, then their curses will tangle together, causing more problems for the surrounding neighborhood, while offering the dolls themselves no real enrichment.

Remember- a cursed doll isn’t just for Halloween.
A cursed doll is for the rest of your life.

*Please note that “the rest of your life” is not necessarily shorter due to curses. Common side effects include boils, locusts, mild possession, severe possession, gout, diarrhea, being suspended in an infinite void, death, and/or people asking to enter your home. Talk to your local witch to see if curses are right for you. Void where prohibited. No purchase necessary.

fox-croquis:

Okay imagine a British werewolf who’s always talking about his “mates”, and everyone assumes he has a big harem of lovers like something from a ridiculous paranormal romance novel. But his mates turn out to be his friend-group of other werewolf lads.

“Aw, mate. Like, full moon tonight innit. Wolf sesh down mine.”

And you go to his house and theres a pack of wolves watching football on the telly, chugging cans of Thatchers with their big wolf jaws, and running around barking when their team scores.

dateamonster:

honestly instead of writing off monsters like vampires (or just monsters that look more human in general) as being unscary/unsexy why dont you consider the implications of being a thing that can theoretically pass amongst human society but is forever set apart by a deeply inhuman violence a hunger that both elevates you to a position above them (the predator to their prey) and simultaneously debases you (your feral animalism to their sapient complete personhood) why dont you think about the constant control necessary to inhabit this in-between and the vulnerability of shedding that disguise even if only to feed or to kill why dont you contemplate the fear and eroticism of it all. bitch.