#spooky town is here

[niklos-draws]

[here-lies-beetlejuice]

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 178

sometimes a polycule is just four goth girlfriends who are also supernatural entities

[starrivdraws]

Spooky season!!! 👻🎃👻🎃

It's never too late!!! (and I couldn't finish yesterday's bsbdbz)

Aaand of course, is with them... is my curse to come back after a long time without drawing anything 🍬 🍬🍬

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Sweethearts & Sugarsnap

books 2 & 3 in a YA paranormal novella trilogy set in 2004

lesbian couple try to survive the last year of high school before they can get out of their creepy and restrictive small town

but the supernatural stuff they messed around with last year isn’t done with them yet, and they each have secrets haunting them

[stephstars08]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN 🎃💀😈👻🎃💀😈👻

[batemanofficial]

hello upper middle class northern usamerican tumblr user. i want to play a game. you will notice that you are in a super america convenience store in rural kentucky - you have three minutes to purchase a snack and drink of your choice and make normal small talk with the cashier. however, if you use the word "cryptid" or generally make reference to appalachia and its inhabitants as "wild", uncivilized, or lacking restraint around alcoholic beverages during your time here, i will personally tie you to the chassis of a four wheeler and tip it into the river. live or die. make your choice

[lobotomized-housewife]

my neighbors

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

oh another thing — you should definitely listen to the spooky month score (or ost)..... it's sO GOOD. especially the hatzgang and kevin's theme in the recent ep UWAAAHHH SO GOOD maybe it's just me because I love movie/show musical scores

also the ending music for sm5 is SO GOOD ITS KITCHEN THEMED AND ITS BANGER

[talesgolden]

@hvndredstories​​ for Monty or Monica (x)

          The house was too quiet. The kind of quiet absent of any ceiling fans, or the hum of a light: everything turned off, as though the power had gone out. Since the moon had gone and the sun had not yet risen, there wasn’t much of anything to see by. It was still enough to spot the dark trail from the front door. Foot steps, one foot dragging. A slide, like a loss of balance smeared across the floor- and hand print just after that, pushing back to feet. And there, on the wall, catching a drift in momentum. A hand print, but...claws too? Stumble over step, it led through the entryway, and further into the house.

          At the end of the trail sat Simon, folded into a corner of the kitchen well out of sight of any windows. Their arms were wrapped tightly in a self-encircling hug, legs pulled up in front of that. Not a scrap of clothing on them, but more deep darkness against their skin, the color unidentifiable in the dark, but the smell... soil and iron. Earth and blood. They had a vacant look on their face unique to the aftermath of terror and confusion. An uncertain wildness in their eyes. Who had come down the hall? They stared, direct, but there was no real sense that Simon recognized who they were faced with. A shiver rolled over them.

          “There is... a pack in town,” Simon said in a small, thready voice.

[vague-omen]

my college roommate making a blog here has me realizing i should update my blog+theme so prettification coming soon

[beeceit]

I feel like I need to apologize to every piece of media about the isolating experience of being the only visibly queer person in a small town that I rolled my eyes at before bc I was like "oh come on, it can not really be that bad" yeaaah, uh, it is. it is that bad. Houston me with like 20 gay friends did not know shit. this shit hurted

[paradoxgavel]

I just wanted to tell you that I really admire you and love your art, I can't believe we're mutuals since I just make stupid shitposts klsjdf Also! for the Spooky Halloween Asks, Mothman!

hsdfshdf thank you!! that means a lot! and I'm glad we're mutuals, you seem like a real cool person! ;v;

and as for the ask!

Mothman: do you know of any local urban legends, or is there an urban legend that really freaks you out?

oooh i was hopin someone would ask this one! i live out in a rural part of pennsylvania, lots of woods and good ol appalachian spookiness. like, there's a state park just outside town that has cemeteries dotted throughout its woods, and they are all said to be haunted as hell. but on top of that, this area used to be a center of early like. rockefeller-era industrialization that went bust, leaving a lot of ghost towns, and a lot of stories about haunted abandoned oil rigs and mines, and... one stretch of road through the woods that's supposedly haunted by an old nitroglycerin runner.

"The road was frequented by the nitro-glycerin shooters. These were men who drove around from magazine to well in buckboard wagons carrying square 3 to 5 gallons cans of nitro in felt-lined boxes.  In the back of the wagon, they carried several torpedoes which when filled with nitro would be lowered down an oil well and then set off in order to increase production. On December of 1888, one “Doc” Haggerty was making the run to the magazine with a wagon filled with fourteen-hundred pounds of nitro. The last person to ever see any part of him spotted him twenty minutes before a furious explosion was heard to echo up and down the valley. Bits of horse and wagon were found, but not one atom of Haggerty was ever seen on this Earth again. He disappeared so completely that the insurance company which held a five-thousand dollar policy in his name wouldn’t pay up on the grounds that since no remains of the alleged dead man could be produced, he might well be alive.  Finally, experts were found to confirm the belief that the explosion was sufficient to cremate the body instantaneously, bones, clothes, boots and all.  It’s said that on certain December days, when everything is just right, you can still hear that explosion echoing through the valley, and every now and again someone will come forward to claim that they saw a horse drawn wagon going slowly down the old road with a full load in the back and a man wearing the clothes of an older time.  Doc Haggerty is determined to deliver that load."

[learningfromlosing]

Hello it's officially the Christmas season and to start it off right and keep the feeling alive all Nov and Dec I changed my ringtone from spooky scary skeletons to I won't be home for Christmas thank you for your time

[thedogsleg]

My trip

[kithj]

happy friday the 13th here are some spooky text-based games for halloween:

contrition - As a priest, it’s your job to listen to your parishioners’ darkest secrets and absolve their guilt. But when a sinister stranger comes to the confessional one Halloween night, you realize it’s your soul on the line.

familiar - You are a familiar. Your mistress has some requests for you. Help her complete her ritual, or pay the price of failure.

jagged bone - A branching choose-your-own-adventure horror game about transformation and perspective. 

the forest of candles (and the man with a lighter) - follows Maggie, a young woman with a fear of forest fires sparked by an old town folk tale. She's spent years trying to escape her hometown and the fear it inspires in her, only to be called back for the funeral of an old friend.

mary's hare - Mary's Hare is short interactive horror story about a woman and a rabbit, based on the story of Mary Toft.

only this - "And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming / And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor..."

what girls do in the dark - a slumber party text adventure.

god is in the radio - you are death, one of 22 members of the major arcana, a cult dedicated to some far-off god. the night is halloween, and you watch in scorn as the unknowing dance among devils and dress to indulge in sin. the high priestess receives a message from the all-mighty himself: the arcana must gather in an abandoned house and find his song on an old radio receiver.

anchorhead - Travel to the haunted coastal town of Anchorhead, Massachusetts and uncover the roots of a horrific conspiracy inspired by the works of H. P. Lovecraft. Search through musty archives and tomes of esoteric lore; dodge hostile townsfolk; combat a generation-spanning evil that threatens your family and the entire world. (illustrated version on itch.io)

my father's long, long legs - An interactive horror story about family, unease, and loss.

beneath floes - Qikiqtaaluk, 1962. The sun falls below the horizon and won't return for months. You wander the broken shoreline, wary of your mother's stories about the qalupalik. Fish woman, stealer of wayward children: she dwells beneath the ice.

the silence under your bed - An interactive horror collection about the strange, the spooky, and the macabre. 

bogeyman - You can go home when you learn to be good.