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The Devil Baby (or the Hull ghosts?) on the Ovilus: SALLY
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sebzlvver · 6 months
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sam and colby >>>
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geeknik · 6 months
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31 Days of Halloween: Day 21, The Sinister Secrets of The Sallie House in Atchison, KS
On this 21st day of our eerie expedition, we venture into the ominous embrace of The Sallie House in Atchison, Kansas. This seemingly benign abode holds within its walls tales of ghostly encounters, dark rituals, and a narrative woven with the threads of both reality and folklore. As we step across the threshold, we delve into a realm where the veil between the living and the dead is purported to be perilously thin.
Historical Background
The Sallie House, a quaint mid-century home built in the 1800s, originally served as the residence for Michael Finney and his family. It would witness the lives and deaths of four members of the Finney family over the generations, until 1947. The house, however, would later gain notoriety in the ’90s when a young couple, the Pickmans, began to report strange and sometimes violent occurrences within its walls. Over time, the Sallie House has transformed into a macabre attraction for thrill-seekers and a nexus for paranormal investigators, drawn by its dark and mysterious history .
Haunting Tales
The sinister lore encircling the Sallie House paints a picture of a dwelling teeming with paranormal activity. At the center of the haunting tales is the ghost of a young girl named Sallie, believed to have died during a botched appendicitis surgery conducted by Dr. Charles Finney, the homeowner at the time. While no concrete evidence affirms the existence of Sallie, the haunting stories continue to resonate through the dark corners of the house.
According to the tales, the house exhibits almost every form of paranormal activity imaginable. Eyewitnesses have reported full-bodied apparitions, mysteriously burning candles, objects defying gravity, and eerie sounds echoing through the night. The sinister aura of the house has even led to speculations of demonic presence or the existence of a supernatural portal. Moreover, reports of physical attacks and possessions add a chilling layer to the ghostly narrative of the Sallie House, making it a dark jewel in the crown of America’s haunted locales .
Exploring The Sallie House
For those daring to tread the eerie halls of the Sallie House, the experience promises a blend of fear, fascination, and a chance to touch the unknown. Over the last two decades, numerous paranormal shows have cast their investigative lens on the house, sharing its chilling tales with a global audience. While the house stands as a quiet reminder of Atchison’s ghostly folklore, its doors occasionally open to those seeking to unravel the mysteries shrouded in its haunted past.
Conclusion
As we draw the curtains on Day 21 of our Halloween saga, the Sallie House stands as a stark reminder of the thin line that separates the known from the unknown. With each whispered tale and ghostly sighting, the house invites the brave to look beyond the veil, to question the boundaries of reality, and to venture into the abyss of the unknown. The Sallie House, with its dark lore and ghostly inhabitants, remains an enigmatic piece in the puzzle of Atchison’s haunted heritage.
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xxbluesymphonyxx · 7 months
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Currently battling the urge to go to the Sallie House only to purposely watch Helluva Boss.
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professionalhorsegirl · 9 months
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slashify · 11 months
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Hey, does anyone know what that thing is between the stove and the counter in the Sallie House? I watched both episodes of Unsolved and it’s bothering me that there’s a section between the stove and the counter that is lower and has like a wooden door with a handle. What is that?
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cyanwyrmy · 4 months
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Puppets kissing at Sub Wub. I’m so sorry, I had no choice.
Bonus:
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This is the second Sallie House video I mentioned in my first post. However, for this one the whole episode is about the Sallie House.
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cherubfae · 2 months
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jealous slashers~!✧
With Michael, Brahms, Jason, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Sawyer, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman
tags: gn!reader, jealousy, creepy men, unwanted attention/touching, uggestive and mature themes, gore/blood, violence, canon typical behavior, billy x reader x stu poly, rob zombie!mikey, I know Sal isn't exactly a slasher but he's my baby and needs to be included
Alexa, play Love to Die by the Slashstreet Boys
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Michael
Rest in Peace to the poor, stupid man who thought it'd be a good idea to mess with the Shape's partner, and Michael had witnessed it all. How this man shoves you into an empty alleyway, the clatter of your groceries falling. The guy doesn't get much more than a few bruises and claw marks when Michael's knife slices through the back of the man's throat, protruding from the other end in a splash of blood. The Shape watches you wipe your bloody face off, not doing much but picking up three of your four fallen bags and tugging you into his side.
Brahms
Absolutely not. Brahms is fuckin' seething from his safe space sheltered behind the walls. Heavy breathing muffled by the porcelain mask, he watches with wild eyes as some idiot decides to break into the mansion whilst you were sleeping, and proceeds to hold you at knifepoint, effectively pinning you to the bed in what little nightclothes you wore. The unwanted guest and you are certainly going to know when Brahms is upset. There's banging on the walls coming from every direction that leaves the would-be burglar panicked and you slightly more comfortable.
"You're not allowed to be here," comes the eerily childlike voice Brahms has perfected. He crawls his way out from behind the large antique mirror. "I'll make sure you never come near them again." With a sudden slam, Brahms downs the intruder with a lead pipe repeatedly bashing the object until all that remains was brain matter and gooey blood. He drops the pipe with a huff and collects you into his arms, the cool porcelain biting onto the heat of your chest.
Jason
As the protector of the surrounding forest, Jason is always watching. He's omnipotent, he sees all. He seems to know where people are at all times and he can sense when you're in distress. Your shared cabin door left ajar sends his blood boiling and his heavy footfall increasing as he approaches your home. Barging in, Jason's pale eyes lock onto you and your assailant holding you by the throat. His thunderous steps are quick, slicing through the man with his machete and proceeds to lift him up while still pierced with the blade. The man gurgles, arms weakly reaching behind him in attempts to claw at Jason. All attempts were futile. He tossed the body to the side before he gently frets over you, his large hands soothing the fingerprints tarnishing your throat.
Billy & Stu
Rather snake-like the two will wrap themselves around you (they adore your personal space) and stare down whoever else demands your attention. Billy's arm hooks around your waist and Stu wraps himself around your shoulder, tilting your chin up with a single finger. "Is this guy bothering you, baby?" Looking like a shark that's tasted blood in the water, Billy's eyes grow more wild. He's already making a mental note of who and where this guy lives. The guy raised his hands in defense backing down the more the two stared at him, walking off completely.
"We're gonna take care of him, doll," Billy promises, kissing your cheek. Stu cackles lightly, tongue sticking out. They would strike tonight.
Vincent
There's no one Vincent trusts more to watch over you when he can't than his own two brothers. He had his hands full, turning Dalton and Wade into wax people. Nick and Carly were proving to be hard to get a hold of and there was still another tourist that needed to be taken care of.
But then Bo is telling him that the person escaped and he doesn't know where you were. His two worst fears confirmed. Vincent is soon on a wild hunt, trying to find you anywhere with Bo hot on his heels. He soon locates you, passed out with a bit of blood on your head. Your eyes slowly open as he touches your cheek, catching you as you wobble into his warm embrace. He shares a look with Bo who nods.
"I've got you, brother. Keep them here with ya. Wait til I'm back, ya hear?"
Bo
Out in public, he's all cordial and kind smiles. Especially if this is an intended victim. Some random person putting the moves on his partner is a huge no-no and one Bo doesn't take lightly. That person just warranted themselves a for sure death sentence and Bo isn't feeling too kind, so perhaps he'll drag things out, yeah? Touch what's his and you got what's comin' to ya.
"Can I see, baby? That bastard leave any marks on ya?" Bo strokes your shoulders, blue eyes drifting over your frame like water. He has every intention of marking every place that person touched, no matter if you tell Bo the guy only grabbed your arm. Once he has his mind set on something, he's gonna do it.
Lester
Unlike his older twin brothers, Lester is actually pretty chill. Especially in comparison to Bo. He doesn't think much of the people he's helping get into Ambrose knowing full well it's their final destination and Vincent and Bo will take care of things as they always have. What he doesn't like is some dude making a pass at you right in front of him. Can't he see the engagement ring on your finger? It leaves a sour taste in his mouth, watching with narrowed eyes as the small group heads towards the mechanic shop in search of a fan belt.
A familiar hand on his arm calms him down instantly. He turns to you and musters a weak smile as your hands slide around his torso from behind, leaning your cheek on his shoulder. "Y'alright?" Lester nods too quickly and unconvincingly, giving you a quick kiss. "Yeah, darl', always."
Thomas
Your partner is not unlike a bear, watching with wild eyes as one of Hoyt's new catches clasps onto you, their nails digging into your arms, and pinning you to the barbed fence. The cry of pain you let out has Tommy barreling towards you, chainsaw revving to life. A deep snarl echoes behind his mask and he wastes no time cutting down the poor soul with a single swipe of his motorized saw. Tommy turns it off and picks you up in his large arms as gently as he can. With his masked cheek leaning against yours, he carries you back towards the house. Mama Luda Mae will take a good look at you.
Sal Fisher
Honestly Sal isn't one to get jealous. He's pretty level-headed and understanding in most situations. He respects your choices and he's not gonna step on any toes or do anything drastic; Sal isn't a monster. However, if he sees some guy make a creepy pass at you and clearly overstep your boundaries, he won't hesitate to swoop in, looping his arm around your shoulders. His sharp blue eyes staring at the man from behind his prosthetic mask.
"Do we have a problem here?" His voice is cold, lacking any interest in what excuse the man finds. Sal's main focus will be on you, rubbing gentle, soothing circles into your skin. His main priority is to get you away from this sicko and would totally call in reinforcements from his brother Larry if need be.
Patrick
A jealous Patrick Bateman isn't a good scenario for anyone. Especially not with his deteriorating mental state. He trusts you explicitly, with his thoughts, ideas, and recreational hobbies that most would find distasteful. So when a colleague of his gets too big for his britches and unabashedly begins to flirt with you in his presence, Patrick finds it difficult to keep his boiling bloodlust at bay. The heat of his anger is getting to his head, the fierce emotions only swelling well it's clear how uncomfortable you look in that man's company. He must see to put an end to him quickly.
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"Are you alright, my darling? That man surely didn't know his place, did he?" Patrick places a hand at your back, guiding you out of the office party. "Let's get you home and into a nice hot bath, hmm? I'd rather not taste that swine on your lovely skin."
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kamigui · 6 months
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Happy Halloween!! I tried my best though… I finally drew my au I’m so happy…
It’s the first time I showed you guys what they looked like before turning into ghost!
I will color it one day… one day…… hope you guys like it!
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glitterforashes · 7 months
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𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬
>>> sally fisher and larry johnson as per usual, fluff, comfort for sal, usual tomfooleries for larry, lake hc’s. enjoy!
𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —
doesn’t like to swim, just sits on the shore
will get in to about waist length if you ask nicely
hates being splashed. will immediately get back out
brings his gameboy in case he gets bored
usually only goes with you, larry, ash and todd. wont go alone or one on one with anyone.
doesn’t wear just swim trunks, wears a tshirt over them
refuses to get his hair wet like a little girl
burns. so bad. needs to be absolutely slathered in sunscreen to not go up in flames
“sally, get in the water! it’s so waaarm!” you whined at him, wading through the lake that was surprisingly clear. even if you went deep, you could still see your toes beneath the water. “no, i’m good.” he called back to you, face hidden behind his beloved gameboy. you, todd and ash all stood about waist length in the water, just wading around and talking. sally refused to get in, and larry had run back to ash’s car to get the cooler. something was clearly wrong with sally. usually he’d get in, even if it was only to his ankles. with a pout on your lips, you slicked your hair back and climbed out of the water, set on finding out what was bothering your beloved boy. you plopped down on the rickety lawn chair next to him, crossing one leg over the other and facing your body towards him, giving him your utmost attention. “what’s the matter, sal?” you asked softly, gently running your fingers against his pale arm. “nothing. just don’t feel like swimming today.” he mumbled, keeping focus solely on the game. you looked at him, studying his face. “sal, i know there’s something wrong. what’s bugging you?” his shoulders slumped as he sighed, lowering the game boy. he looked over at you, vulnerability in his eyes. “are you interested in todd?” he asked, searching your face. your eyes widened. “what? no. where did that come from?” “just.. you two have been spending a lot of time together. it’s okay if you don’t want to be with me anymore.” your shoulders slumped and you reached out, gently brushing a few strands of hair away from his face. “no, sally. you’re the only one i want. besides.. i’m pretty sure todd swings the other way, if you know what i mean.” sal chuckled a bit, seeming to loosen up. “yeah. okay. sorry, (y/n).” you shook your head and leaned in, pressing a chaste kiss against the cheek of his mask. “nothing to be sorry for, sally-wally.” your laugh echoed across the lake as he physically cringed, you could practically see his face through the mask. “please. never call me that again.” “okay, sally wally pooh.”
𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 —
wears big goofy goggles and swims down to the deep parts of the lake to find cool rocks for you.
religiously wears a goofy pair of duck print swim shorts.
ties his hair up in a bun, you love it.
REFUSES to wear sunscreen, always gets sunburnt. turns tan the next day, but complains about the sunburn until then.
likes it when you make sandwiches for him and bring them to the lake. tears them up. absolutely devours them.
sleeps on the ride back home.
likes going to the lake one on one with you, but will also go with the others.
likes to use water guns when the others are around.
“larry, please just put sunscreen on your shoulders if anything.” “no, (y/n)! sunscreen is for losers.” you hovered over him as he tugged goggles onto his face, heavily insistent on burning to a crisp. “sunscreen is not for losers, it’s for people who don’t want to get melanoma and look like a raisin by the age of twenty.” he huffed and spread his arms out finally, doing a little turn so you could coat all the visible parts of his body in sunscreen. luckily, it was the spray on kind, so his complaining was minimal. after that dramatic scene, you two were splashing about, scaring every fish within a ten mile radius. “larry! stop it, you’re getting water up my nose!” you screeched, coughing up and blowing out water from basically ever sinus you possibly could. he laughed as he bombarded you with comically large splashes, absolutely drenching your face and hair in the span of four seconds. that went on until you got close enough to grab a handful of his hair and shove his head under the water, effectively stopping his attacks and almost drowning him. you two went home soggy, tired, and hungry, collapsing onto his bed. lisa found you both hours later and snapped a picture. now, hanging on larry’s fridge is a candid shot of you and him, sprawled out across the bed, sheets wet, tangled in each others limbs. larry has his head at the foot of the bed and one of his legs hanging off the side, while you have your head resting against his abdomen and your legs propped up against the wall. however, the part lisa liked the most was the fact despite being asleep, you two had managed to find each others hands and interlock pinkies.
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shgark · 1 month
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the characters may be fictional but my pain is REAL
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Howdy's rainbow suspenders.
thank you for coming to my Ted Talk-
#im so mad i didnt notice On Stream hnggggg#characters who have rainbows associated with them: eddie / frank / sally / now howdy as well#please refer to eddie's tie. the butterfly on frank's door. sally's house. howdy's suspenders. thankyew#HE'S FRUITY! I SWEAR TO GOD#listen . Listen.#'oh the filters/light is just affecting the black-'#okay then why is frank wearing black thats entirely unaffected. why is barnaby's nose unaffected. why is howdy's BELT unaffected#why are the colors on his suspenders in Blatant Rainbow Order.#huh. explain it to me. make it make sense other than HE'S QUEER? HOWDY PILLAR LOVES MEN I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL#AND YOU'RE DYING ON IT WITH ME-#ok ok. sorry. normal. im Normal#godddd i just. That Image. from the commercial comp#the way he has a bit of a prominent blush. the way he's leaning towards barn. the rainbow suspenders#absolutely unprompted#howdy pillar#the way that the only times we've gotten something of howdy Without barn making an appearance was#the howdy-sally / howdy-eddie / howdy-poppy / that one makeship ad#laughingstock is so real. oh its so real-#(probably one-sided or barn just has some internalized issues to work through - or they both do - but. But.)#hey! put the gun away! i dont need to be put down! i swear im mentally stable!#im So mentally stable? ive been in the trenches since day one?#wh. what do you mean thats... huh? shhh dont worry about it im fine we're fine and i called it months ago- PUT THE GUN DOWN#anyway no i havent just been staring at that housewarming image. no i havent. Swearsies
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