come play vees with me

I do in fact know it to be true that had Baxter and Pendleton known each other as humans, Pendleton dressing up in women's clothing and getting his guts rearranged by Baxter's strap would have saved them both. it would have. trust me on this

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raping and/or killing each other > getting married

listen I don't think we've put nearly enough thought into the fact that dying and going to hellaverse hell must require an adjustment period while you rewire your entire baseline sexuality because chances are you're never going to see a normal conventionally attractive human-looking person again. even the least freaky sinners have SOMETHING going on that puts them to the left of anything you might fuck on earth. a whole society of monsterfuckers is created sheerly through the power of there being no other alternative. it's beautiful.

about to run out of posts and start stating the obvious

if velvette was a morally dubious final girl in a slasher i would be lezzing out w that in mind

I love people who have specific characters that are their "no one understands this character like me. not even the writers." because they're genuinely not joking. the way they understand those specific characters is so profound that it'll change your entire veiw.

does anyone else ever think about the unnamed people left behind. the aftermath. does anyone else ever think about Husk's drinking buddies at the bar who wonder why he stops showing up one day. does anyone else ever think about the last surviving photo of Baxter in a museum's archives where he's just unidentified man (assumed dead in the sinking). does anyone else think about Val's girls who found him dead on the pavement and looked at each other over his still-warm body. does anyone else think about Cherri's punk friends who still to this day wonder what happened to that crazy pyro and try not to think about the bushfire that started on the last day anyone ever heard from her. does anyone else ever think about the film archivist who devoted their life to piecing together the lost classics starring Niffty. the documentaries. the docuseries. the authors of the books on Vincent Whittman and the youtube essayists who breathlessly recount Velvette's last days alive. Angel's grand-niece who wants to forget her family's history. the newspaper obituaries. is anyone else out there. is anyone else thinking about this. is this thing on