I think my ideas are good

An abandoned child is stumbling through the woods, barely surviving. The god of the forest and hunt notices them and after a while can’t bare watching the clumsiness anymore, deciding to train the child.

Someone should write a short horror collection inspired by aromanticism. Romance as a horror story. Romance like a coffin, suffocating, building dread; a monster in the wings that never appears, and in the end, you wonder if the monster was you.

They did this with my parents marriage I think

the thing is, i think horror needs to have a little love. it needs to have an obsession. does the parasite in your body love you? it raises you from the dead, it sustains you. this is its body. this is your body. does the haunted house feel intruded upon? is it hungry? what is hatred but adoration?