Forest God Part 2 by Oleg Vdovenko
Was just informed by my mom that I do in fact have ADHD and the reason I thought I didn’t was because ever since I was seven whenever I got super energetic my mom would have me go chop wood so now when I’m feeling The ADHD I go chop wood and I thought it was just some sort of routine I started when I was little and wanted to blow off steam
Few monster designs from the upcoming Fear & Hunger: Termina.
so we've talked about southern gothic but what about northern gothic? is that a thing?
There wasn’t so we invented one!
Southern gothic is a conventional literary genre, but northern gothic fiction would just get encapsulated in the overall Gothic genre. BUT. Tumblr made a meme. Because of course we did. It’s here: http://knowyourmeme.com/memes/regional-gothic.
So far I’ve found Midwest Gothic: here here and here
Southern California Gothic, which is popular (because of fucking course): here here here here and fuckin here
Northern England Gothic: here and here and here
not to mention chucklefucking Alaskan Gothic: really? i mean really?? fuck you. fuck you alaska.
And fuck me there’s even Gothic subgenres for cities that shouldn’t exist in the first place. Kansas City. Minneapolis. Small town Michigan Gothic?? Toronto? Yeah fucking Toronto.
In fact, there’s assorted Canada Gothic? There’s so much hell-forsaken Canada Gothic, too fuckin much.
International Gothic? Fuck this. There’s So Much Australian Gothic. There’s Finland Gothic. There is so much more and I want nothing to do with it.
But the worse, the absolute worse of the whole satan-forsaken toxic hellpile: Ohio Gothic. I hate Ohio. I am. from. Ohio. I was born there. One day I will die there. I fear Ohio. Because in Ohio: “Holes in the sidewalk. Holes on the street. Holes on the freeway. Holes in your mind.” And Ohioans know: HELL IS REAL.
My spooky arts for Spooktober & Halloween >:)
Environmental impact aside, the practice of permanent corpse preservation is bad because the former practice it replaced whereby burial was just a temporary measure to let you rot without stinking up the place, and once the worms had finished eating your flesh they’d dig you up and use your bones to decorate an ossuary is objectively metal as fuck. Maybe I want to be a skull chandelier when I die.
Ludwig The Accursed
The Whisper