#headless ghost

[oldschoolfrp]

"A soft voice is calling your name! It comes from a head that is carried, not on the apparition's shoulders, but in its hand which hangs down at its side!" (From "The House of Hell," Warlock 3, 1984)

[oriondagger]

I was in a good mood for HorrorVale OC sketching apparently.

[briefbestiary]

A determined, although lingering, soul. There's no telling whether a particular paring pugot's head is even still recoverable. Should you find yourself approached and asked for help, would you choose to try and aid such a wandering spirit?

[movieposters1]

[moonmausoleum]

The Mysterious Tale of Borley Rectory - Was it Really Haunted?

Tucked away in a remote corner of Suffolk lies a building with a sinister past - Borley Rectory. For centuries it had ghostly tales of nuns and headless horsemen in the night, but how much of it was true and how much was a hoax?

Tucked away in a remote corner of Suffolk lies a building with a sinister past – Borley Rectory. For centuries it had ghostly tales of nuns and headless horsemen in the night, but how much of it was true and how much was a hoax? Borley Rectory, located in a remote corner of Suffolk, has long been shrouded in mystery and speculation of the paranormal kind. It even used to be described as the most…

[ozzgin]

Yandere!Headless Biker x Reader content: gender neutral reader, violence, gore, dubious consent, inspired by Gakkou no Kaidan

"So you won't do anything about it?"

The officer looked up, unimpressed by your tone, then flipped another page from the book he was reading.

"There's nothing to be done, kid. It's always been a quiet neighborhood. No one else has ever complained, let alone brought up some 'biker gang' noise in the middle of the night. You're either having strange dreams, or you're off your meds."

You let the door slam on your way out. Bastard cops, you thought, stomping back to your apartment. For weeks now you'd been tormented by some asshole revving up his engine, driving up and down the road, right underneath your window. Were your dark circles not enough evidence to this perpetual misfortune?

Very well, then. If the authorities refused to help, you were going to take matters into your own hands. You glanced at the clock and focused your ears. It was around the time your troublemaker showed up. After a moment or two came a faint buzz in the distance, the mechanical rumble of a motorcycle approaching. You got up and rushed downstairs with a bat tucked under your jacket.

You quickly determined, however, that a bat might not have been the best defense against...whatever was standing before you. There was indeed a motorcycle, so you felt vindicated: your ears weren't deceiving you. On the downside, whoever sat upon the retro Kawasaki Vulcan wasn't entirely human.

The neck ended abruptly, violently, with a clean cut. There was dried blood on the old-fashioned uniform, yet the discoloration of the skin hinted at a very old wound; or, better said, cause of death.

"What the hell," you mumbled to yourself. "Bosozoku hasn't been a thing in decades."

More importantly, were you going to be killed? Historical technicalities aside, you were facing a tenebrously tall, muscular zombie of a gang member. His long coat folded with the wind, but you could read out the 'extreme violence' embroidered along it. You wondered if the sinewy arm extending towards you was about to bash your skull in. Instead, it pulled you closer. The mysterious ghoul patted the empty seat behind him.

Yandere!Headless Biker is not a man of many words. Not like he can speak to begin with, but you get the feeling he would've been just as silent and stoic with a working mouth. You guessed his intentions from the way he touched you: with a peculiar familiarity and affection, as if he was dealing with his most prized possession. His arm never leaves your side once you're off his bike. If he's not riding with you in the back, he'll hold you in his lap and trace every curve and every corner, committing them to memory.

Yandere!Headless Biker is just as stubborn as he is violent. Once he decides something, it becomes the law. "I'm sorry, do you think we're dating," you had asked once after a particularly intense fondling session. You found your answer soon enough when one of your coworkers offered to walk you home. It was late and he wanted you to be safe, most likely not anticipating that he would be the one struck down by your haunting suitor. Despite your pleas and terrified shouts, he didn't stop swinging the metal pipe until your poor colleague was an unrecognizable mess of broken bone and exposed flesh. His fingers then clawed around your throat, pressing you against the wall of your building. He couldn't talk, of course, but you felt it deeply within your soul. The words formed in your mind, mixing with the sounds of your desperate gasps for air: you belong to me. You nodded in agony until he finally released you from the unforgiving grip.

Yandere!Headless Biker has never treated you harshly ever since that incident. It was a lamentable lesson that needed to be taught - as much as it pained him to see you in those circumstances. It's other people that have to suffer, not you. You've no fault in it, especially now that you understand your place.

Yandere!Headless Biker doesn't really bring up his ghostly predicament. You have occasionally questioned him about his decapitated state, though he's indifferent to your curiosity. You suspect he lost a fight and has been holding a grudge ever since, and whenever you bring up your theory, he angrily ruffles your hair. Perhaps you're on the right track. While it may have been originally true, he has other reasons to stick around today. You. He'd crawl his way out of the depths of Hell just to be with you. You're all his, now and in whatever afterlife might follow.

Yandere!Headless Biker is one angry man. His jealousy knows no bounds, and you've learned to avert your gaze from anyone who could fall victim to his wrath. Except those who could use a little disciplinary ruffle, of course, such as the officer who so enthusiastically declined to deal with your complaints. You almost felt bad when you saw him pathetically begging on the ground, but you had warned him about a gang member on the loose.

"Someone needs head," you remarked humorously as you gawked at the bloodied knuckles of your undead boyfriend.

Why, yes, that is certainly one way to release frustrations. The tall delinquent turns to you expectantly.

[jaynaneeya]

Sinéad Persaud's first and last lines in Shipwrecked projects.

Bonus: There are no visuals for The Case of the Greater Gatsby but her first line in that is "Listen up, Mr. Maitland, when you hire the investigative services of Fig and Ford, Detectives to the Stars - trademark pending - you're getting the only two sleuthhounds west of the M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I who can get to the bottom of any situation, and that’s what we’ve done. This case is as open and shut as a nunnery in Reno." And her last line is "To clearing my best gal's name and reuniting some long lost triplets."

Anyway, Happy Birthday, dear Sinéad!!! I hope you feel adequately celebrated and appreciated today and every day! Thank you for bringing so many awesome stories to life! I hope you know how proud the Shipwrecked fandom is of you and Sean for making it into an official writer's room for a "real" TV show, not that Shipwrecked projects aren't real of course, but it's so exciting to know that more of the world is getting to experience Persaud writing. Wishing so many good things for you in the year ahead!

[booigi-boi]

Some Shipwrecked RQs from Instagram 🐇

[thestuffedalligator]

They say her breasts were blown clean off by a confederate cannon, and now she haunts the woods of Pennsylvania seeking a new pair of breasts to claim as her own.

She also runs a tidy little business offering her services to those who need it. Her clients say her work is to die for

[youngcroissantturkeyworribler]

Applicable to any monster.

[overheard-at-hogwarts]

Sir Nicholas: Do you still sell Headless Hats? George: Yeah. Sir Nicholas: To people? Fred: Maybe... Sir Nicholas: People with heads? George: Sometimes.

[atomic-chronoscaph]

All Nightmare Horror and Thrill Show! - American International Pictures (1961)

[captain-rickbond]

modern Humphrey ⚔︎

[moonmausoleum]

The Headless Ghost of Reichenstein Castle

Reichenstein Castle is also known as Falkenburg, standing on a mountain spur in the Rhine Valley, were a headless ghost are said to haunt the castle as the last robber knight of the valley.

Reichenstein Castle is also known as Falkenburg, standing on a mountain spur in the Rhine Valley. For a long time it was under the domain of a long line of robber knights that plundered everything and everyone. And the last of the robber knights are said to haunt the place as a headless ghost. Germany may be one of the most beautiful and remarkable countries in Europe, but its haunted old…

[mionkings]

Making Heads Turn 🫨

Jason had become a father to a little baby boy, taking him in when he found the poor thing on the streets, in a cardboard box, wrapped in a space themed blanket.

While the obstacles a new parent goes through is tough. He knows it's worth it to have Danny, his baby, his son in his life. He doesn't regret adopting him.

Danny is now at the stage of his little life that he babbles and giggles, Jason always had fun having a conversation with his baby. Although Jason's sure that his hair is getting whiter with the chaos Danny brings now ever since Danny's baby brain realized that he can CRAWL to PLACES >:D

However this new development... is a little strange.

Whenever Jason puts Danny down in his crib to make dinner or any other important errand. Danny will begin to babble to the air, as if his little tyke is trying to talk to someone, making grabbing hands and scooching over to grab someone's attention.

It sent a slight shiver down his spine...

Ever since he made his introduction to Gotham as Red Hood, for the first time to those gang leaders with the bang of the AK-47. Taking over the Gotham underworld by storm with anger and precision.

He always felt a chill down his spine... When he was alone, yet... the Pit Madness flared everytime, making him feel enraged and paranoid. As if he was just waiting for a fight... for a confrontation...

Being alone in his apartment, having nightmares, more like repressed memories of what he had done... Lots of things, but for some reason—his mind... keeps going back to the moment he threw that duffel bag at the table infront of the gang leaders that night... the night he went after the lieutenants, taking their heads.

He doesn't know why.

But ever since the precious cargo that was his baby Danny, arrived in his life. That all went away as he took care, fed, and loved his baby boy.

Jason never had an episode with Danny; he couldn't bare the thought of hurting the child.

Jason was even having less episodes when he was with the Bats!

The chills; however, Jason still feels them occasionally... but they would always disappear the moment Danny would demand attention or to nap.

And instead he would feel something else hang over his baby everytime Danny slept peacefully...

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Second ever DPxDC prompt that I've ALSO been getting brainrot over ❤️ I'm having fun 😄

Basically this prompt idea is Jason adopting a baby Danny, while seemingly unaware that he's being haunted/watched by the people's he's killed to become a crime lord. More specifically, being haunted by the heads/headless ghosts of the lieutenants Jason killed as Red Hood.

While Jason can't seem to see them, he can feel 'chills' from them. Danny, however, CAN see them mostly because I based this on that thing where babies/toddlers can see spirits in those typical YouTube videos that list ToP 5 ScArY gHOstZ VidEOz!1!1

Whatever happened though, this causes the ghosts to instead focus more on Danny than on Jason.

How much will Jason freak the fuck out when he finds out? Who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Although Danny is absolutely having fun here ^^

Anyways, I might add extra stuff soon to this!

[jaynaneeya]

Mary Kate Wiles's first and last lines in Shipwrecked projects.

Bonus: The Case of the Greater Gatsby doesn't have a visual component but Vivian's first line in that is the same as her last line in The Case of the Gilded Lily ("Mr. Phillips, something terrible has happened!") and her last line is "Mmm. Feisty. I like it. Bixby, their next round is on me."

Anyway, Happy Birthday, dear MK!!! I hope you have a wonderful day and year ahead in which you feel loved and appreciated for the wonderful human you are and for the joy you bring to a dark world.