#creeptober

[tortillasconsal]

Day 1. Cold Breakfast

Ssssssuuuuper late, but I didn't miss it so it counts

My first idea was EJ eating some fresh organs from a cold dead body, but I figured it was too predictable so I switched it up to Tim and Brian eating some cold Hot Pockets 👍

I like it bc I have an excuse to babble about these two in my AU

Disclaimer: I want to keep most of the MH lore intact, but I can't promise I'll be very exact on the events that happen since I don't know much about the series other than what I learn from YouTube video essays.

So here, they're not Slenderman's proxies but they have an interesting relationship with him, especially Tim. From what I understand Tim has cought Slenderman's attention since he was very young and has been following him close for a very long time, I like to interpret this as Slenderman becoming fixiated on him and growing desesperate to have him as one of his most loyal followers.

Hoodie survives de events of MH and joins Tim on his journey to I-don't-know-where. They now engage in a never ending roadtrip trying to escape from The Operater and his Proxies (and also hiding from the cops). And while they're at it they do their best to investigate about this damn demon and see how they can escape him for good.

They don't have any meaningful relationships with the rest of the characters, they actually don't know anybody else besides their chasers. At most they would know about certain killers from around the country, but that's it. Not even other supernatural entities like LJ or Slender's brothers.

All they know so far is that they have no one else to rely on but each other.

So we're starting rocky with this piece. I had lots of crisis working on this because I haven't done anything this finished in a very- very long time. I wouldn't call it the greatest piece I've made but I'm still proud of it, like I said- it's been a while since I have done a full piece with shadows and lights and backgrounds and everything, so it's nice to see that I could do it in a day.

I might have to tone the effort down for the rest of the month so I don't burn out too soon. I'm so excited to see what I do tomorrow!!!

[bracketsoffear]

Hey you. Yes, you, with the face. If you're following this blog, there's a good chance you like The Magnus Archives, and if you like The Magnus Archives there's a good chance you like spooky stuff in general.

If that sounds like you, and you also enjoy making/viewing art, then have I got the art challenge for you!

Presenting my personal Inktober alternative, Creeptober! 31 days of horror-themed prompts to get your creative juices flowing. This year's list is (vaguely) focused on the Desolation, but don't let that constrain your artistic impulses. All manner of spook-tacular subjects are welcome, from cosmic to gothic to downright campy. Similarly, I welcome art forms from drawing and painting to writing and music.

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Heck, if that list doesn't float your boat, I'll include last year's (Stranger-centric) list as an alternative! October is the month to celebrate horror, and I can think of no better way than an artistic event. Just @ the blog in your art pieces, and I'll be glad to reblog them. Happy spooky season, everyone!

Creeptober 2023 prompt list:

Something Buried

Faceless Ones

Transformation

Envy Your Dead

No One Goes In, No One Comes Out

A Chill in the Air

The Man Who Fell to Earth

Monument

Dizzying Heights

Against the Clock

Something Lost

Obsession

Dragonfire

Probing Look

Bees

Out of Place

Ashes

Broken Trust

Academia

Shimmering Bubbles

Something Broken

Premonitions

Hi-Tech Terror

Crack of Dawn

Insignificance

Hanging Tree

Inner Demons

Radio Signal

Fresh Meat

Tattoo

Something Buried

[sanityshorror]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN, 2023!

This year, Julius Doherty the Dressmaker from Hell is a slutty (/pos) witch!

2022 Halloween art

[tothearkangel]

day 25

What I imagine what the creepypasta mansion would look like. Maybe.

[otaku6337]

Inktober Alternatives

Are you interested in Inktober but don’t like the history, the pressure, or the prompts for it, or some combination of the above? Valid, and a mood! (although also very fair to those who do participate in it, all art and challenging yourself healthily is valid, and I enjoyed it when I did last year)

Here are some potential alternatives that you might enjoy...

Whumptober

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/whumptober  A bit of angst for every day, and more than one option per day. Plus they considerately give bonus possibilities for if one of the days just doesn’t work for you!

Flufftober

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/flufftober  A real mix of prompts, from dialogue to AUs to single words - a wonderfully soft alternative~

Chilltobember

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/chilltobember  In line with the name, this one is a bit more relaxed, with a choice of two prompts per week, and it actually extends all the way to December - I love the less intensive approach!

Fictober

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/fictober-event  Their prompts aren’t out yet but apparently will be in the next few weeks. Looks like their prompts are dialogue-based, which is fun!

Creeptober

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/6-and-7/694192642857304064?source=share  Part of someone’s normal blog but saw it and thought it would be fun for someone with more of a Halloween-y vibe.

There’s another one that I won’t mention but the 18+ of you are probably aware of and could consider!

If anyone knows of any others (that aren’t 18+, preferably, but hey you do you) please feel free to reblog with a link, and reblog in general - hopefully this can help people find whichever event suits them best, inktober or otherwise!!

[vangold]

'“Not hear it? --yes, I hear it, and have heard it. Long --long --long --many minutes, many hours, many days, have I heard it --yet I dared not --oh, pity me, miserable wretch that I am! --I dared not --I dared not speak! We have put her living in the tomb!”'

And so we reached the final Part of Inktober. And thus the House of Usher falls. Second story I got into my fingers back in the days. Thus my brain is convinced it is one of Poe's most well known stories. Thus it would feel incomplete without the Fall of House Usher.

Really glad I made it this year and finished all the 31 drawings. I managed to fill the entire rest of the first sketchbook with all of this and I feel like this brought me a lot of improvement.

Big thanks to Inktober

It is always an absolute joy to do this challenge :)

[6-and-7]

Creeptober 17 - A Scratched Warning The Hierophant / MAG 061: Hard Shoulder "Inside of that wooden coffin, there was a staircase. It went down, apparently into the ground below, and seemed to go on as deep as I could see. They were steep, carved out of what looked like solid stone, and the rock that made up the walls didn’t match the wet tarmac around us, all the earth that would have been underneath it. It was completely impossible."

[skipet]

Last year I drew art of Jeff the Killer and Eyeless Jack, I decided to redraw them both (and I also drew Ticci Toby for the first time since I was eleven.)

Here’s the old version, the new version, and a digital version (of the new one) of my drawing of Eyeless Jack.

[jack-daww]

Day 11: Something lost

Sometimes, Finn wonders where things she loses end up. Because surely, they don’t stay in the same place. She’s fairly certain she has lost things in one place and then found them in another, or found things in a place she has checked so often that there is no way they’ve actually been there the whole time. When she was younger, Finn thought someone must have been stealing her things and returning them later, but of course, that’s impossible.

Finn sighs and runs a hand through her hair. She’s looking for her keys. Again. Really, she has no idea how she keeps losing them. She takes a deep breath. She’s not in a hurry, but not knowing where her keys are is frustrating. She closes her eyes and just breathes for a moment. No reason to get so worked up over some keys.

Finn’s thoughts wander. She thinks back to when she was little and thought her things were getting stolen when she lost them. But what if nobody stole them? What if the fact that she forgot where they are send them into some kind of alternate dimension? A dimension they appear out of an unspecified amount of time later. The thought scares her. Because, if you can lose things, does that mean you can lose people in the same sense? If nobody knows where you are, not even yourself, do you end up in that same place?

Finn closes her eyes and tries to imagine it. Tries to imagine a place that doesn’t exist, filled with nothing but everything lost at the same time. She imagines she can’t feel her body, can’t feel the space around her. Finn knows nobody knows where she is, not exactly. So she starts spinning, until she can’t tell just where she is, either.

The area around her doesn’t exist. Nothing exists, because Finn is gone. Still, she concentrated and reaches out, tries to grab one of the lost things that are in the same not-space she is in. The dizziness slowly goes away and Finn becomes aware of her surroundings again. She’s in her living room, both hands stuffed in her pockets.

She pulls her right hand out, the one she reached out with. When she opens her fist, there are her keys, laying on her palm. Finn blinks. She remembers the feeling of nothingness around her, in a space that isn’t a space at all. Finn shudders. She hopes people don’t get stuck there, not like their lost things do. She grips the keys tighter. She’ll have to be more careful of being aware where she is from now on.

[sjwinklerart]

October Drawing Challenges: Day 17

[falcore2headedworm]

I'm so late and dumb, anyways creeptober day 1: cold breakfast.

[tortillasconsal]

Day 4. The Fog

I know there isn't any characters present here, but my idea was to give a little light to the SCP foundation. Usually I see people describing the foundation as just faceless military soldiers sent to hunt down the pastas, so I thought giving a little highlight on what those soldiers could have gone through individually would be interesting.

An old veteran recounting one failed mission he attended a long time ago where all his crew died at the hands of the thing in the forest.

Tbh this kind of inspired me to include the foundation, I like the message of ptsd and dehumanization of soldiers and I'm already planning an OC that dives into those themes so why not put those two together

[bracketsoffear]

Hi, can I get the link again for your list of art prompts for October? Because (like a fool) I don't remember what I did with it; if I get it again, I'm going to copy the link somewhere I know I'd look for it, and also save the image, so I'll have the damn thing available when I need it and I won't have to be frantically searching on September 30.

Transcription:

Creeptober 2023 prompt list:

Something Buried

Faceless Ones

Transformation

Envy Your Dead

No One Goes In, No One Comes Out

A Chill in the Air

The Man Who Fell to Earth

Monument

Dizzying Heights

Against the Clock

Something Lost

Obsession

Dragonfire

Probing Look

Bees

Out of Place

Ashes

Broken Trust

Academia

Shimmering Bubbles

Something Broken

Premonitions

Hi-Tech Terror

Crack of Dawn

Insignificance

Hanging Tree

Inner Demons

Radio Signal

Fresh Meat

Tattoo

Something Buried

Here's a link back to the original post as well

[tothearkangel]

day 21

asylum

this used to be my room here actually. I was here.

[minimamenteideas]

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[vangold]

Creeptober Day 27 - Full Moon

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, “Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore— Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”             Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

What would an Edgar Allan Poe themed Creeptober-Week be without The Raven!? 'D be like a house without a room, gentlenerds, like a house without a single bloody room <__<

Have a blessed Samhain, ma peeps :)