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dullboyfilms · 2 months ago
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on love and being haunted
to be haunted - jessie lynn mcmains / haunting of hill house / @catilinas / phoebe bridgers album art / pope alexander - crywank / @martyrdomism / ocean vuong / philip larkin
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korovievs · 4 months ago
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on haunting
noor hindi, fuck your lecture on craft, my people are dying // bastille, haunt // theodore roethke, straw for the fire: from the notebooks of theodore roethke // holly warbuton, spirit hold, part two // virgil, aeneid // catarine hancock, sometimes i fall asleep thinking about you // daniel ludwig // emily brontë, wuthering heights // valzhyna mort, a poem about white apples // john banville, the sea
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miauuau · 23 days ago
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My entry for the DADMIGHT MONSTER MASH contest
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AU where the sludge villan situation went south fast and it ended with both izuku and the sludge villan dead. Their souls got linked/semi-fused in a bad way that ended up making them hating each other more and driving them crazy. In their madness and desperation they they latched on the nearest person aka All Might and started haunting him. they needed someone to hate and to blame, otherwise they will lose themselves completely. 
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alanzaveri · 6 months ago
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holy shit
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[ID: Even if what’s taken place in the home is tragic rather than evil, hauntings are a way of preserving those memories spatially. Haunted houses allow for restless bodies to be laid to rest, for evildoers to be exposed, and for the history of a house or family to come to light. The stone tape theory, proposed in the 1970s, is a good example. This theory held that inanimate objects, like building materials, could essentially record murders and other tragic events. The idea that memory can be embedded into a house may be heartening when the human justice system fails End ID]
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laurasimonsdaughter · a year ago
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Day 24093 This is my house. I won’t allow anyone to harm it. There should have been no more intruders after the last one. I do not want these people here. They will leave-
Day 24095 They are siblings. They are loud. Always singing and talking and stomping. As if they must be louder than anything else.
Day 24106 There are bolts on the door now. Bolts and hideous, gaudy new locks. How dare they-
Night 24112 I was going to fill the night with terrors. But he woke up screaming before I began. She came running from the other room. They sleep right across the hall from each other, with the doors on a crack. …they are young, are they not, to be living on their own. Was I ever so young?
Day 24114 She has fixed the squeak in the door at the top of the stairs. It never squeaked when I still lived.
Day 24121 The noise of the doorbell scares them. But they get so many deliveries. It is a good bell. It has worked all these years- I can see one of the men coming now with his packages, trudging up to the door. …perhaps if I knock before he is here, they will come and look before he can sound the bell.
Day 24129 He is planting flowers in boxes on my windowsills. I always wished I could have some flowers.
Night 24137 She is afraid of the dark. I could see it in her eyes when she got out of bed. …I lit the lamps for her.
Day 24142 They have moved the couch to the sun spot a little to the right of the window. That is where I used to have my armchair. It is the only sensible place for it.
Day 24163 Sometimes the noises of the world are suddenly too much for him. He winces and tries not to sway his head. This is my house. …I can keep it calm and quiet for a while.
Day 24178 She just got a phone call and now they are both laughing. Laughter is a good sound, isn’t it. They said this house has been good luck…
Night 24205 They are singing in our kitchen. He found my cookbook in the gap at the back of the kitchen cabinet and now they are trying to cook. They wanted to start with the soufflé. They don’t even know how to make béchamel! I turned the page to the casserole instead.
Day 24236 This is my house. These are my boarders. I won’t allow anyone to harm them.
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horrorandhalloween · a year ago
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by Loading Artist
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sad-house-of-mortality · a month ago
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All beautifully haunting images by Sharon Covert
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one-time-i-dreamt · a month ago
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The ghost of a fake baby was haunting my phone. A stock image of a laughing baby would flash on my screen and it forced me to listen to songs I haven't heard in a while or didn't like to the point that they got stuck in my head. One of them is still stuck and I hate it.
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dailyadventureprompts · a month ago
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Player Home: Tolva’s Hearth 
Home is where the hearth is. Be it cozy cottage, grand keep, or meager roadside fire, kindness and magnanimity will always stand against the cold and lonely dark. 
Setup: With their current adventure coming to a close, the harvest brought in, and snow looming on the horizon, it’s time for the party to start thinking about where they’re going to hunker down for winter. No sense trying to delve ruins high up in the mountains and risk getting buried under an avalanche, the treasure and monsters will be there come the spring thaw. 
Why not let them get used to their new home base during a restful bout of  cabining, letting them warm their feet, prepare for future festivities in the village, maybe get involved in a snowball fight or two? For whatever their need, Tolva’s hearth is there to provide, built with sturdy walls to keep out the drafts and deep cellars to ensure they’re well provisioned through the darkest months. 
Adventure Hooks
Why was such a quaint little cottage left abandoned for the players to buy/inherit/be rewarded with? Well, it might have something to do with the fact that the valley that the home and it’s associated buildings occupies happens to be within the territory of a particularly vicious dragon by the name of Ryngale, who scared off the previous inhabitants after devouring most of their livestock. Like most adolescent dragons, Ryngale spends whole months or years hibernating, awakening to raid and gorge itself for weeks on end. Just after the players have settled into their home, Ryngale ends up being awoken by a group of local hunters and terrorizes the surrounding forest and settlements desperate to find something to feed on in the lean winter months. 
There’s a door in Tolva’s hearth that just won’t stay closed, as each morning the party finds that no matter how securely they barred it, it’s always furled open, letting snow, bone-chilling wind, and once a very daring wolverine into their home. The culprit of this constant disruption is a housefey by the name of Skelter, who took up residence in the hearth after it was abandoned. Skelter is mousey and shy, and is so conflict adverse that he’d rather try and drive the party out by being a nuisance then actually introduce himself to his new housemates. 
While moving themselves in to their mostly furnished new domicile, the party finds an old, weathered table in one of the basements. Long enough for an entire family to sit at, it appears to have been carved with what can only be a treasure map leading up into the mountains. Surely they can wait for the passes to clear and the soul-stealing blizards to die down before they set off in search of buried riches, right?......Right?
If you’d like to use Tolva’s Hearth as a break between major campaign arcs, consider running a small number of oneshots framed around the idea of the party and their winter visitors telling stories around the hearth, allowing you to dial in on different aspects of worldbuilding. These stories can be anything form personal flashbacks to fantastical fables to local legends, perhaps even allowing other players to run for short adventures of their own. 
Features & Upgrades: 
Players who explore the grounds around Tolva’s hearth will find a number of charms and bells hung between the trees, providing an already festive charm to their new home.  These trinkets are however part of a now deteriorated ward that covers the entire property. If the fallen sections of trinkets are salvaged from the dirt under the snow, or replaced, the whole property becomes affected by the Hallow spell, granting resistance to cold, immunity to fear, and lessening inclement weather that falls upon the area. 
The valley around Tolva’s hearth is famed for it’s hunting, providing bountiful meat and furs throughout the year. Or At least, it’s supposed to. Unsurprisingly having a dragon use the area as it’s personal buffet every other year has affected the local wildlife. Slaying Ryngale will have the area flourishing in no time, and may even lead the party into some more fantastical hunts later on
Investigating a derelict (seemingly haunted) building deep in the woods reveals a generations old attempt to set up a sugarshack, a processing house for  making delicious sugar and syrup from the numerous maple trees that fill the valley. Fetching the right materials and hiring workers could take some time, but it could lead the party into a lucrative side gig and a lifetime supply of pancake toppers. 
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haunting-mlm · a month ago
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What if we held hands and sat outside, watching the leaves fall and talking about nothing?
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enchantedbook · 16 days ago
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Goblin Market and Other Poems by Christina Rossetti
illustration :  Florence Harrison
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baganslover · a month ago
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