#ghostly encounters

[alexhillmystery]

Happy Halloween! Get your spooky fix with the game demo for Alex Hill at hannahontrek.itch.io/alexhill 👻👻

#Happy Halloween everyone! #spookyseason #october #mystery #detective #ghostly encounters

[omg-whathaveidone]

Sharing a fave podcast of mine for all us tired parents who are still silly enough to tell ghost stories and enjoy a good laugh 😃

Watch it!!

#podcasts #ghosts #ghost story #haunting #listening to #youtube #podcasting #is this a ghost #dad life #parenthood #entertainment #just sharing #ghostly encounters #do you believe

[mydearlybelovedghost]

i’ll hide you in every word I write

you’ll reside in every story i tell

peeking out from the ink to fill my readers with emotion

they’ll get to know you and your beautiful soul

and they’ll soon drown in your being the way i did

#my dearly beloved ghost #poetry #yes officer i did write this #queer artist #sapphic #poetry for my dearly beloved ghost #poet #ghostly encounters

[worsethan-tremors]

Hey travellers and (so-called) Western Canada residents of tumblr!

I’m planning a road trip with a bunch of friends throughout BC, Canada and into the NWT and Yukon…I want to be able to tell spooky stories at campfires about local legends and haunts, but LITERALLY all anyone talks about is how haunted Vancouver and Victoria are, as if that’s some kind of secret. Some places I’m totally stumped on are:

Prince George, BC (note: I do already know a fair amount about the highway of tears)

Fort St. John, BC

Dawson Creek, BC

Muncho Lake, BC

Fort Liard, NWT

Watson Lake, YK

Carcross (note: I know about the hotel and hope they’re open again when we go!), YK

Kluane National Park Reserve, YK

Atlin, BC

Anywhere along the Stewart-Cassiar Highway

The Hazeltons

Nisga’a Territory

I’d super appreciate any stories you’ve got to tell! Share your spookies!

#scary stories #haunted bc #British Columbia #northern bc #strange encounters #share stories #travel #travel stories #western Canada #Northwest Territories #Yukon territory #northern Canada #haunted Canada #ghost stories #ghostly encounters

[basementofthebizarre]

The Mysteries of the Bridgewater Triangle: Exploring New England's Paranormal Hotspot

Nestled in southeastern Massachusetts, the Bridgewater Triangle is an area shrouded in mystery, folklore, and paranormal phenomena. Spanning approximately 200 square miles, this region has garnered a reputation as one of the world’s most active paranormal hotspots, drawing in researchers, thrill-seekers, and curious visitors alike. From ghostly encounters to UFO sightings and cryptid sightings,…

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#Bridgewater Triangle #cryptids #ghostly encounters #Loren Coleman #Massachusetts history #Native American legends #New England Folklore #Paranormal phenomena #Supernatural mysteries #UFOs

[eerienighted]

#Whispering Pines Asylum #Haunting Tale #Paranormal Investigation #Ghostly Encounters #Haunted Locations #Dark History #Supernatural Story #Horror Narrative #Haunted Asylum #Chilling Revelations #Malevolent Spirits #Spine-tingling Story #Eerie Whispers #Redemption Tale #Investigator's Journey #Scary Ghost Stories #Cursed Asylum #Mystery and Suspense #Haunted Places #Psychological Horror #scary stories #scary art #scary movies #horrorcore #scary #creepy #scary stuff #eerie #haunted house #scary tale

[thatsbelievable]

#What to do if You Encounter the Ghostly Horseman #tips #tricks #life hacks #helpful hints #advice #The Ghostly Horseman

[rilyvesna]

i just remembered how aaravos described callum as “destined to play right into my hands” and how in callum’s spellbook, callum himself said that him possessing the key of aaravos was “destiny,” getting the feeling to get it in the lodge way back when, and how harrow even intended to give it to callum…

not to mention, as a startouch elf archmage and how star magic is described as involving “divination, cosmic vision, and seeing into the beyond”—the art at the end of ‘patience’ detailing ziard, viren, and callum as aaravos’s pawns, and how in that one opening, it’s callum holding the key of aaravos in his hand as he gets turned to stone and is swiped by aaravos to peer at closer—

What does it all entail?

#The Dragon Prince #tdp #aaravos #callum #the dragon prince: mystery of aaravos #LIKE HOLY SHT MAN EEEEEE??? #was it destined from the very beginning…? #despite only encountering the mirror once #despite probably not seeing the ghostly form of aaravos back on the spire #was callum always destined to be a pawn of his…? #but why?

[ghostly-overture-wally]

hey, do you mind if I add you to a "as many wally aus as I recall " sideshow? I'm going to torture my classmates with it at the end of the school year!

“Oh yes, I would very much like to be included in your ‘slideshow’.”

“But I have to ask, what is a ‘slideshow’, Neighbor?”

#ghostly overture #idk how old the concept of a slide show is #but I can’t imagine a context in which Wally would logically encounter one #and so #silly shenanigans ensue #wally darling #ask blog

[maryjanegirlblues]

i need to get tf outta my dad's house. i took this selfie in the living room a night ago and just look at the floor near the gray chair to the right.................i was drunk in this (bottle in hand) and was trying 2 find good lighting on my face

#ghostly encounter at my dad's house #it was probs the edwardian mf i posted abt bc i saw him in the living room

[myhauntedsalem]

Ghostly Biker Encounter

Some nights seem spooky when you are alone traveling down a long and windy road. These moments have been talked about over time. They are what is known as roadside ghosts. These entities seem to have been left behind in their lives. Biker ghosts and spirits are believed to be victims of horrific crashes. Their souls are trapped between the land of the living and the dead.

As strange as it may seem, people believe in these urban myths…perhaps it was nothing more than their mere imagination. The paranormal phenomenon apparently has happened in different spots throughout the world. Take for example the story of a lone motorbike rider who was out late, driving on a lone country back road by himself.

The rider was barely able to make out what appeared to be a woman who had long dark flowing hair standing along the side of the road. Her hair dangled covering her face from the nightly breeze. The woman beckoned silently to the rider to pull over, and fearing for the lady’s safety on such a bleak night, he promptly obliged.

As the moment passed the howling winds began to pick up. She climbed onto the rear of the motorcycle, the driver asked her where she was traveling to. This mysterious lady whispered into his ear “I need to get back home”. “Right” he replied. The lady didn’t seem to talk very much instead preferring to communicate with gestures pointing out the rest of the way. Her figure was draped by a long flowing dress which also appeared slightly torn.

As they drove further down the road, a word was spoken by her—but the motorcycle driver had trouble understanding her from the noise made by the blowing winds and motorbike. She duly wrapped her arms around the unsuspecting rider, he was in a moment of contentment. The woman’s grip became tighter and tighter. The rider could see off in the distance a town. Before reaching their destination, he looked back at her face with a shock of horror.

She appeared to be ghastly dead with flesh rotten and eyes unlike nothing he had ever seen. This sent him into a frightful slide crashing along the road just out of reach of the town. To his absolute amazement, the woman was gone as if she vanished into thin air. The only conclusion he could draw, was that he had been carrying a ghost behind him.

Later he found out from the local pub about a young woman who had been killed earlier along the same route he had been driving on. The description seemed to match her figure in size. How she died was a motorcycle accident involving a semi trailer truck which happened years ago.

#ghost and hauntings #paranormal #ghost and spirits #haunted salem #myhauntedsalem #Ghostly Biker Encounter

[alexhillmystery]

Mystery awaits.

Try the game demo at hannahontrek.itch.io

Help fund it at igg.me/at/alexhill

#detective game #mystery game #indie game #hauntings #ghostly encounters

[alettertothesea]

Once Upon A Time

It was the first time he was coming back here in years. He never thought he would set foot here again. In this city. In this street. In front of this door. The last time he had closed it behind him, he had sworn to himself that he would never come back. Yet here he was, one hand gripping the handle and weighing up the pros and cons of whether to lower it. Because this house wasn’t just any building and the pale imitation of the others forming the residential precinct. It was the only place he could call home. And he didn’t really know what he was doing here today. Why he had bought a train ticket at the last minute. Why he had spend hours sitting on an uncomfortable seat last night to be standing in front of this door.

Sighing and wiping away with an invisible hand any thought that could make him turn and run away from this place, Hinata opened the door and stepped inside. He might have been surprised at the atmosphere that suddenly wrapped him or the odor that covered the walls of his nostrils. But a draft hit him violently like a gust of wind in a storm. The humidity and mold of the time didn’t fill the place. The mixture of floral perfume and chemicals from fresh paint wasn’t floating in the air. After so many years, the house still had that same smell of fresh laundry with a hit of citrus. Hinata smiled when he recognized the subtlety of the fruit. Tangerine.

“Why did you buy tangerines? You don’t even like them!”

“But you do. Moreover, just because I don’t eat them doesn’t mean I hate their fragrance! Besides, I fell in love with a big, sweet and at times sour tangerine. So how can I hate them?”

A snort crossed his sealed lips when the last bits of memory evaporated from his mind and from before his eyes; jumping at the same time at the sound he had just made. How long had it been since he laughed with such innocence? With such fondness? With so much love? How long had it been since he actually laughed?

It had taken him years to start over after that day. Yet a few seconds in this house seemed to cure all his sorrows and heal all the scars left open within him.

Hinata went further into the house. Nothing had moved or changed. He didn’t know why this fact surprised him, because, technically, it was normal for everything to stay as its righteous place if nobody lived here. If no human presence animated this skeleton of concrete, wood and plaster. Still, he couldn’t prevent his heart from squeezing painfully in his chest. He couldn’t help sliding his forefinger along the edge of a piece of furniture to collect a thin layer  of dust. Or his eyes to fall on one of the photos placed here and there throughout the house. The picture painted an immeasurable happiness. An unconditional love. A loving home.

With a trembling hand, Hinata took the frame. His already tight throat constricted even more. He gulped past the lump in the middle of it. His eyes glazed from the tears that had created an opaque curtain over them. He gently stroked the cheek of the second man who was frozen on the glossy paper. In the halo of sunlight, the man with ebony hair and midnight blue eyes (which no one could see because he had closed them), so dark that Hinata had always had the sensation of drowning in the depths of the ocean, was smiling like Hinata had never seen him smile. His lips were stretched to his ears and his straight white teeth were visible.

“Why did you develop it? And why did you put it here on display?”

“Because people need to know you can smile!”

“I look stupid!”

“No, you look beautiful!”

The photo pressed against his chest, right on his heart, Hinata found himself on the engawa. Sliding slowly down the beam, his gaze lost in the vastness of the garden, which didn’t look like a wilderness, as if someone came to maintain it regularly, Hinata wondered how things had turned out that way. How the light could have given way to darkness so quickly. How the sun, the cloudless azure sky could have been chased away so that an eternal night settles over his head.

“I came back. You begged me to and I told you I would. But where are you?”

#kagehina #haikyuu #hinata shouyou #kageyama tobio #prompt challenge #ghostly encounter #angst #writer

[dndsettingsinfo]

"No One's" Tavern [35×35] by LazuZizs

#no one's #no one #tavern #taverns #haunted #ghost #ghosts #ghostly #encounter #encounters #inn #inns #fey #cottage #cottages #map #maps

[phanta-friends]

kim kitsuragi and his week of various bad smells

#he encounters so many in martinaise #ghostly wailing

[whalden]

A Ghostly Encounter/ Character: Morrigan Cabbott

#a ghostly encounter #morrigan cabbott #the morrigan #celtic lore #celtic fiction #fiction series #fiction writing