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cosmicwhoreo · 2 years
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A Little Late
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jestercake · 3 months
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Just two monster husbands enjoying Disney’s Gibson Girl Ice Cream. Tried something new and it came out a bit nostalgic, since I’ve sat in the window seat when I went a while back.
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sensationseekng · 4 months
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izzy as the eight of cups - giving up and moving on, courage and loss, letting go of friends, lovers, and old ways of being
(that's the inn in the distance)
eight of cups description from Little Red Tarot:
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twlvie · 5 months
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not to put too fine a point on it, (say i'm the only bee in your bonnet) make a little birdhouse in your soul
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ben-the-hyena · 1 month
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That's just Emily and the Hatbox Ghost
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gothspicesblog · 1 month
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Side by Side 🪓🔮
Definitely liked this one better than the last one!
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tiramegtoons · 3 months
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@did-i-pass-the-turing-test
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all-things-ghostly · 4 months
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Yandere Hatbox Headcanons ❤️‍🩹
Okay I guess I lied when I said I’d post fics on an alt. Have some hcs for our beloved Hatbox (this one’s for Alistair, not the ride version, I envision two separate personalities for them :))
Rather than being cruel towards you, he is instead highly protective. Anyone who dares lay a finger on you, physically or emotionally, will at the very least get the fright of their lives, if not meet their end entirely.
This also means that you typically aren’t allowed to leave the mansion, at least not without him sending out his finest and strongest ghosts to supervise and protect you.
He will also protectively hide you under his cape sometimes ❤️
This man spoils you beyond belief. You’re his most prized possession mortal after all, and you deserve only the best! Feeling hungry? He has his staff prepare only the finest meals for you. Got your eye on something? Alistair will shower you with all the gifts you desire. Not to mention all the physical affection he piles on you.
Due to his childhood trauma he has a tough time expressing himself emotionally, including through words. He doesn’t really know how to articulate his feelings to you verbally so instead he shows it through his actions. There’s gift giving, as was previously mentioned, but he also likes to set the fireplace up for you and cuddle you silently. Even if he’s quiet about it, you know he loves you.
You can feel his powerful presence as he follows you around the mansion and watches over you
Getting into the more violent side of things… imagine Alistair slowly walking up to you, staring deeply at you with his yellow eyes half-lidded and full of tainted love, all while covered in the blood of his most recent victim. He licks his fangs seductively and roughly pulls you into his body, growling into your ear.
He likes to nip at you a lot. Not in a way that harms you, but just to be playful. His sharp teeth graze against your ears and neck while he growls softly
In the end, Alistair is just a big, fucked-up pushover for you. He will subject everyone around him but you to his cruelty. You are his little gem and he would rather die all over again than watch anything bad happen to you.
No one, no one, will ever harm you under his watch.
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paperglader · 11 months
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it’s only been like an hour since I finished the episode, and I already miss her 🥺
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Laura Bailey what have you done to me?
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hajihiko · 1 year
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Seeing as ghost are canon in danganronpa, how do you feel about Junko ghost AUs where she haunts the remnants or first game survivors?
It is almost literally my favourite narrative take (tight behind found family / they love each other) I am SO about it you have no idea. It's the tastiest I go nuts
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the-rio-grande-duran · 2 months
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Trying to finish the Lisa Frankenstein prompt with the second most votes on the poll. But my dumbass keeps getting distracted by totally different ideas god dam
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astranauticus · 8 months
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not sure if this counts as an AU but.. thinking about the Per Aspera crew as horror game bosses like.. you are wandering through a forested mountain range and you know somethings wrong because the forest shouldn't be this eerily silent, this devoid of life, and then you hear the crash of falling trees and there is a hand that is half your size glowing golden in the night and it is grabbing you and its claws are digging into your flesh and you see the spines running down the golden arm that is far too long as it lifts you over a crater in mountain, over a coiled, serpentine thing with a visage that is not of this world, and if you look closely you can see the shape of a child curled at the centre of the thing, golden hair reflecting the glow of the creature and if you listen closely you can hear her sobbing, 'Don't hurt me, I don't want to do this'. you are sailing through the astral sea when you see an ephemeral, resplendent spelljammer cutting through the starry waters and you rejoice because you have been lost on the seas for so so long, so you board the ship looking for help, supplies, anything, and you are greeted by a blue fire genasi (you wonder, do those even exist? but you can't get off the ship now because where else will you go?) and she tells you she is the captain of this ship but as far as you can tell there is no crew on board, and if she is not appearing right behind you from a trapdoor you've never noticed she is always in the engine room 'fixing the ship' even though the ship seems to be sailing perfectly fine ('Where are we going?' you ask her once and she doesn't even turn to look at you, 'Don't worry about it') and if you are ever so unlucky as to damage the ship in any way, you begin to catch flashes of red and orange out of the corner of your eye, a fire genasi wearing the woman's face who whispers at you with hollow, angry eyes 'Don't you fucking dare hurt my ship'. you are sailing through the astral sea when you see a rotting, decaying spelljammer, so badly damaged it's barely moving although you have to wonder how it's even staying afloat at all, and out of some morbid curiosity you climb on board and the deck of the ship is in no better shape than the hull, the marks of hard-fought battle - scars in the wood from sharp blades and arcane energies, stains of blood and oil splattered about - still fresh but you know time doesn't pass on the astral sea so who knows how long ago this all took place, and as you climb below decks you start to notice the writings on the walls, pieces of parchment nailed to every surface and connected with fraying, rotting threads, or words etched directly into the wood, the deep gouges barely readable, and you start to hear the creaking and clanking of rusted machinery slowly moving about and you turn a corner to see a figure standing in a room facing the wall, slowly scratching yet more of that unintelligible writing into the bones of the ship, and it turns as the rusted dented mechanite stares at you with eyes ablaze and he asks 'Who are you? Where is my crew?' as sparks of arcane lightning begins to arc through the room. you are running through a feywild forest and you know, even without the figure chasing you, that you have made a horrible mistake, you should have known better, should have been more careful, should have kept your impulses in check, and now you are being chased through an unfamiliar forest and the figure, the Hunter pursuing you knows this realm like the back of his hand, knows every tree and shrub and vine that is slithering up to grasp at your ankles, and you glance back desperately to catch any glimpse of your pursuer but there is no pursuer, he has hidden himself with some arcane trick or some innate power or just the knowledge that this realm is his home, and you hear his voice even though you cannot see him as he cries out 'You should not have hurt my family. Prepare to face the Hunter of Hundkiln'
sorry no Vhas yet maybe I'll update with one for him once we get more of his whole deal
#rolling with difficulty#asto speaks#well i lied only kyana's and finbar's really work as video game bossfights#dani's is more... horror short story? vr-la's is horror comic#bc dani's much more psychological and the environmental storytelling of vr-la's one would be pretty interesting.. probably#in hindsight vr-la's reads like it could be a magnus archive entry LMAO#contrary to whatever you may think (especially if youre in the discord) i dont actually like most horror#like i've only listened to abt ~10 episodes of tma bc it started fucking up my sleep thats how much of a wuss i am#like i dont actually *enjoy* horror but idk i had so much fun writing this. for some reason#hell i dont even enjoy *writing* most of the time#all the others are kinda based on a specific scenario like kyana's is if she never left the cenobium and suvi snapped before she did#(if you've watched/read jjk0 video game bossfight suvi is very much just orimoto rika)#vr-la's and finbar's are pretty self evident#dani's is kinda.. inspired by alfonso of the stultifera navis making this my second rwd brainworm that's just an arknights reference#captains that are cursed to haunt their empty ships plagued with has beens and could have beens#(her one is the only one absolutely not meant to be read as literal btw its a very 'that house has been empty for 40 years' kinda vibe)#found it kinda funny that dani's and vrla's start in very similar ways bc they both kinda have that i am the ship and the ship is me thing#dani's vibe in this is just more illusions and delusions and vrla's is more decaying forgotten grief#a ghost of a mechanite haunting a corpse of a ship
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seance · 2 years
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THE CHAIR IS AN ISLAND, DARLING, YOU CAN’T TOUCH THE FLOOR.
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hazellvsq · 9 months
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was rereading mark of athena and rick snuck in there that leo’s morse code “i love you” that he shared with his mom came from their grandfather and was about hazel. who had been dead for decades at that point.
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bluestonebliss · 5 months
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HELLO my tumblr twin, it’s your turn to share something spooky from where you’re from!
Tales From the Perth Regions
Okay I dragged my Dad into helping me answer this ask because that man knows everything there is to know about The Happenings of this area.
These are my favourites.
The Satanists of Kings Park
To those unaware, Kings Park is one of the largest gardens within a city in the world. That place is fucking massive, and contains a lot of thick bush. One of the landmark buildings in the park is the DNA tower, named after its shape.
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Also, unrelated but the vantage point from the top of the tower is pretty neat.
Popular local legend goes that from the mid to late 70s a group of Satanists and Devil-worshippers would gather on full moons at midnight to have meetings and dances on the tower, terrorising any outsiders that dared to get close. Over the years a few homeless people who slept in the park have gone missing or found dead leading many to believe they were sacrificed in a ritual.
My Dad never personally got chased out my a mob of Satanists, but many of his mates claim to have seen their dances.
Personally, I find this one rather rude. Im a bit miffed I didnt get an invite to these meetings. Mayhaps the kings park satanists are a tradition in need of revival.
The Wreck of the SS Alkimos
Boy oh boy this is a long one. Buckle up.
No idea about how much of this is factual, but as requested this is as much of the story as I can recount as it is told through the broken game of telephone.
Upon its construction, the Alkimos experienced its first tragedy. The story goes that during construction, eleven workers were trapped between layers of metal. They all suffocated to death. Some say their bodies werent found for days, while others say their corpses were never removed.
The ship saw active service in WW2 when its second tragedy occured. Some radio operator was killed in a muder-suicide on board which was covered up as an enemy attack. Apparently the radio opperator was the first Toronto woman to die in active duty during WW2. Her name was... Maud? I think? Her ghost is said to haunt the Alkimos. Now, this is a detail thats neither here nor there, but Dad says many radio broadcasts were made back in the 50s on the Alkimos wreck trying to document it for the public, but almost all of them failed or experienced a malfunction during transmission. Bit of an odd coincidence, no?
Now on to the weird shit.
On a trip to W.A., the Alkimos wrecked on Beagle Island. It was salvaged and towwed to the Freo ports for repair. It was then towwed out by an ocean-going tug boat to Kong Kong when the tow cable broke, and sent Alkimos right back to wreck on the coast of Freo. They flooded the hull to keep her stationary, and posted an onboard watchman. Dad says this watchman was driven off the job, claiming the ship was haunted. The Alkimos was repaired one again, and was leaving for the Philippines but the tug assisting got recalled due to a storm and Alkimos took anchor. The anchor broke, and sent the Alkimos back to run aground at Yanchep, only an hour-ish from Freo port. They gave up trying to restore her after that, and there she still remains to this day.
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And now the bat-shit stuff.
Multiple scrapping companies attempted to scrap parts of the Alkimos over the years after everyone gave up trying to fix her. One company reported that every time they tried, a fire would break out on board. Every time they came back the fire would somehow restart and drive them away. A few of these companies went bankrupt soon after. Thus, the legend that removing any part of the Alkimos was an omen of terrible luck.
It is said that many ghosts haunt the wreck. The most famous being Henry, the ghost of an elder man in gumboots and an oil skin. Apparently he's nice enough. My Dad's mate, Jack Sue, wrote a book about the ship ( The Ghost of the Alkimos) and during his stay on board the ship for research he bunked there over night. He said that he woke one night to pained moans from the nearby bunk, and upon turning on his torch, the sheets of the bed went sailing across the room. He said that you could hear voices aboard and the smell of cooking despite it being abandoned. He took a spice rack off the ship, and immediately was hospitalised with some sort of lung infection. However, his lungs were already fucked by the war, so its not like it was very out of the blue. He died fully convinced the ship was haunted, and he was not the sort to shake easy.
Around the late 1960s, champion swimmer Herbert 'Shark Bait' Voigt attempted an unassisted swim from Cottesloe Beach to Rotto, an island off the coast of W.A. (from which the main access point is via the Freo port) Anyway, he was never seen again. A few weeks later, about an hour north of his departure point, his skull was found floating above the wreck of the Alkimos my an escaped prisoner. Some versions of the story say is was found over the wreck, some say about 200m off the wreck, and others say it was found in the flooded engine room. Nobody knows for sure. Regardless, the cause of death was never determined.
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The Alkimos has been blamed for so many misfortunes, deaths, mishaps and the like in the area that its impossible to tell you all of them. My Dad even blames a missing half a tank of petrol on the Alkimos from when he rode there.
If you want to learn more, i bet that book would be a great place to start.
Either way, seems like a great scuba place to me! I will for sure be diving what remains of the ship the second I get the chance. And I will be taking what ever I can get my mits on from the wreck.
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Sadly, almost all the ship is underwater these days, but nothing a snorkle cant fix! If I go missing after announcing a trip there, you will know why.
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ben-the-hyena · 9 months
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SO WITH THAT HM POST REBLOGGED FROM @empatheticsadist490
I FOUND ABOUT THE HATBOX GHOST HAVING A BABY/TODDLER GHOST FOR SON FIGURE IN THE DISNEY XD STOP MOTION HALLOWEEN SHORTS WHO HAPPILY HELPS HIM HAUNT MORTALS AND COUNTS AS HIS FAMILY GOING TO HIM WHEN ASKED WHERE IS HIS FAMILY
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AND THE 2ND TIME HE APPEARS IT IS TO HELP HIM SCARE AWAY MORTALS AGAIN AND IT'S ABOUT FINDING "THE BRIDE'S RING" (I KNOW DISNEY TRYING TO ERASE EMILY FOR HAVING EVER EXISTED THEY PROBABLY MEAN CONSTANCE BUT FUCK THAT)
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SO
AS YOU GUYS KNOW I AM HUGE HEARTBOX SHIPPER AND I HAVE A SAD HC THEY REGRETTED TO HAVE DIED WITHOUT EVER HAVING CHILDREN AND MOTHER'S AND FATHER'S DAYS DEPRESS THEM
BOTH UNAWARE THAT SHE DIED 2 WEEKS PREGNANT HENCE WHY SHE HAS BEEN SICK ON HER WEDDING DAY AND IS MORE EXCITABLE AND HUNGRY NOW AS A GHOST AND SO HAS BEEN A PREGNANT GHOST FOR 150+ YEARS, A CRUEL IRONY
AND EVEN IF EVENTUALLY BECAUSE I FELT BAD FOR THEM I DECIDED THEY WILL FIND OUT LIKE SOMEWHERE IN THE FUTURE AND THANKS TO A SPELL FOUND BY MADAME LEOTA BRING THIS TO DUE DATE AND HAVE THEIR CHILD AT LAST A "GHOSTBORN" (VERY RARE, ONLY POSSIBLE THANKS TO THAT SPELL FOR GHOSTS WHO DIED PREGNANT TO ALLOW THE PHANTOM EMBRYO TO DEVELOP AND BE GIVEN BIRTH TO NORMALLY) DAUGHTER NAMED BELLE PACE
WHAT IF IN THE MEANTIME THEY GOT TO EXPEFIENCE PARENTHOOD BEFORE THAT PLOT TWIST BECAUSE THEY HAD ADOPTED BABY BOO, AN ORPHANED BABY/TODDLER GHOST ? THAT HE FINALLY FILLED THE HOLE IN THEIR HEART AND HAVE BEEN PARENTS EVER SINCE ? AND BELLE'S BIRTH IN THE FUTURE WILL ONLY MAKE THEM A BIGGER FAMILY THEY NEVER THOUGHT THEY'D EVER HAVE AND NOW AFTERLIFE IS EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL ?
BABY BOO MAY BE THERE ONLY IN THESE DISNEY XD ADS AND COULD COUNT ONLY AS EXISTING IN THE CONTINUITY OF THESE ADS, I AM SO INCORPORATING HIM IN MY OWN FANON CONTINUITY
IT IS TOO CUTE AND THE IDEA OF THEM HUGGING THEIR NEWLY ADOPTED BABY CRYING TEARS OF JOY AFTER DECADES OF HAVING GIVEN UP FUCKING HURTS ME A GOOD WAY
HE IS THEIR BABY, THEIR SON, THEIR CHILD, THEIR PRIDE AND JOY WHO SCARES MORTALS JUST LIKE THEM AND DADDY TAKES HIM OUT IN THE GRAVEYARD AND MOMMY TAUGHT HIM WELL WITH THE CANDELABRA AND NO MATTER HOW HE IS NOT BIOLOGICAL THEY WON'T EVER REPLACE HIM
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