#halloween kills headers

[slashericons]

Halloween Kills (2021)

[theriverbeyond]

did you have a coherent picture in your head when you read about the bone monsters, the one in the laboratory and the one that killed everyone? I was struggling tbh

my idea for the bone monster is like what if a T rex was quadruped with accessory bone-sword arms that didn't touch the ground and also a massive and very long prehensile tail and face spikes.

big thank you to Sue the Trex for being my bad photoshop model!!!!

also i couldn't resist making this meme:

[fruitcoops]

Midnight Margaritas

IT'S HERE!!!!!! Happy Fic O'Ween 2024 everyone, affectionately titled “maybe it’s magic, maybe it’s frat boy margaritas” :)) I am so excited for this year's theme--making puzzles out of fests is my new favorite thing. Can you guess the Halloween movie of each fic? What about the overarching one for all thirteen?

Character credit goes to @lumosinlove and header/ fest credit belongs to @noots-fic-fests!

TW for alcohol

2 3 4 5? ounces of tequila. The good kind. Probably.

“Ah, fuck me.”

“It’s fine, nobody will notice.”

“It’s burning my nose.”

“The acid cuts it. Just blend it more.”

Juice of 1 lime

“Move, move—hey, cher, did you put a new thing of crackers out?”

“I’m doing the mulled wine, Fish said he’d take care of it.”

“…why are the marg limes in the—”

“Shit.”

Triple sec (or anything with orange) (except orange juice, you freaks). A splash. Eyeball it.

“Okay, Cap and Loops are Ubering, guest room for T and Nolly, Alex is DD?”

“Yeah, he’s good. Oh, and Dumo just left.”

“Reg is staying on the foldout, by the way. Knutty’s setting up.”

“I love that thing.”

“We’re still not bringing it into our bedroom.”

Ice

“I really for sure put too much tequila in.”

“I’m telling you, blending it makes it fine.”

“What happened? You two look…focused.”

“A generous two ounces of tequila.”

“Scoot over, I’ll make a simple syrup.”

“Will that help?”

“With the taste? Sure.”

Shake Blend until well-mixed (this was a terrible idea).

“Oh—Christ Almighty, Harz.”

“Lo distracted me.”

“To spill half a bottle of—”

“It wasn’t half.”

Salt rim of glasses (essential)

“Mm. We should put chili powder in it next time. What am I talking about? I have my tajín.”

“Peanut, I love you, but I think chili margaritas might actually kill some people on this team. Including me.”

Pour blended margaritas into seasonally-appropriate glasses (once again, salt rim not optional), and enjoy!

“Happy Halloween, mes amours.”

“Happy Hallo-housewarming.”

“Oof, you both taste like tequila. Reg said your mulled wine was good, Lo. He stole the oranges out of mine.”

“Lucky for you, I know how to make more.”

“That’s the spirit. I thought I kept you around for a reason.”

“To autumnal revelry, a good fuckin’ party, and no morning alarms?”

“The best things always come in threes.”

“C’est vrai. Santé.”

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hi, so I was really into the Modern Era Batman stories when I was younger (y'know, Year One, The Killing Joke, Long Halloween, that period), and while I read the first two stories chronologically and enjoyed them, I've been really stressing lately about whether or not Batman is a good character. I figured I'd ask you since you're deeper into the fandom than I am, but you don't have to answer if you don't want to. I was just wanting a professional opinion on this question lol

I mean. I'm extremely fond of him. not sure what else you were expecting from someone with Batman in their url, header, and icon, if I'm being totally honest.

[creepswrites]

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IV. ❝ MUSES ❞

‣ Michael Myers : Halloween (1987, RZ, DBD, & 2018/Kills)

‣ Jason Voorhees : Friday the 13th

‣ Bubba Sawyer, Chop Top Sawyer, & Thomas Hewitt : The Texas Chainsaw Massacre

‣ Brahms Heelshire : The Boy (2016)

‣ Billy Lenz : Black Christmas (1974)

‣ Vincent Sinclar, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, & Nick Jonas : House of Wax (2005)

‣ Stu Macher & Billy Loomis : Scream

‣ Leslie Vernon : Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon

‣ Pyramid Head : Silent Hill

‣ Carrie White : Carrie

‣ Danny Johnson, Anna, & Amanda Young : Dead by Daylight ‣ You may ask me to try any DBD character though!

‣ Corey Cunningham : Halloween Ends (sparingly)

‣ Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson : Stranger Things (sparingly)

‣ Bill Denbrough, Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon, Beverly Marsh, Ben Hanscom : IT (1990, 2017, & 2019) (sparingly)

‣ ICON + HEADER ‣ COVER IMAGE ‣ LAYOUT INSPO

[sharp-silver4795]

Creepypasta’s Halloween

Dungeon~

The dungeon likes to bring havoc on Halloween!

I haven’t talked much about the set up of the Dungeon- but they have “sections” like the mansion.

They all like to do different things and cause chaos in their own ways.

Sometimes they’ll even team up with members of the mansion to make the ultimate mischief!!!

Casters

Judge thinks she’s too good for Halloween 🙄

Scarecrow will usually pretend to be an eerie corn maze decoration and snap her jaws at children to scare them shitless

Silent Borders

Ani has fun going to the park and giving people a chill. Sometimes, she’ll kill them with frost bite for little to no reason.

Zero likes to just break things: store windows, car windows, house windows, bones, etc. It’s her favorite way to spend Halloween.

Edges

Bloody Painter usually stays in and paints spooky pictures.

A Truce for The Night

Slenderman and Zalgo will let them have their fun

Bloody Angel, Candy Cane, Candy Pop, Laughing Jack and Laughing Jill, will all go to the Laughing Clowns’ Fun House of Death. Sometimes Jason or Vine will join them, but it’s not often.

Ani and Zero go to the DR’s party 🤭

Chess Master, Dark Link, Glitchy Red, and Kagekao have a tradition of having a giant game tournament! Lost Silver just kinda watches from the sidelines.

Kate will try her hardest to meet scarecrow in the corn maze. But she usually fails.

Proxies

Most of them don’t go anywhere, they have to make sure a few of the non-proxies don’t kill each other-

Rouge and Wilson spend a couple’s night watching horror movies and eating chocolate <3

Kat doesn’t celebrate Halloween. Instead he’s making Una Ofrenda for El día de Los muertos.

X-Virus will go trick or treating with Toby and Sally. Brian and mostly Tim don’t trust them all to be out together XD

Defensive Rebellion

Nathan and Puppeteer practically do teenager level pranks 🙄

Clockwork, Nina, and Jane are setting up for a Halloween Party!

Offensive Rebellion

Liu and EJ just have the house to themselves. They put on some scary movies and end up napping instead 😴

Divider Creds: Sister-Lucifer ; adornedwithlight

Header Creds: MEEE!!!!

[haveyouseenthishorrormovie]

Stats from Movies 901-1000

Top 10 Movies - Highest Number of Votes

Scooby-Doo On Zombie Island (1998) had the most votes with 906 votes. The Privilege (2022) had the least votes with 312 votes.

The 10 Most Watched Films by Percentage

Scooby-Doo On Zombie Island (1998) was the most watched film with 67.3% of voters out of 906 saying they had seen it. The Key (2023) with 0.2% of voters out of 457, and Martin's Close (2019) with 0.2% of voters out of 415, had the least "Yes" votes.

The 10 Least Watched Films by Percentage

The Masque of the Red Death (1964) was the least watched film with 50.3% of voters out of 485 saying they hadn’t seen it. The Tractate Middoth (2013) had the least "No" votes with 5.3% of voters out of 433.

The 10 Most Known Films by Percentage

Frankenweenie (2012) was the best known film, 2.4% of voters out of 622 saying they’d never heard of it.

The 10 Least Known Films by Percentage

Madayen (2016) was the least known film, 93.8% of voters out of 388 saying they’d never heard of it.

The movies part of the statistic count and their polls below the cut.

The Devil Rides Out (1968) In the Dark Half (2012) The Isle (2018) Lord of Tears (2013) The Hole in the Ground (2019) The Hallow (2015) Hollow (2011) The Pit and the Pendulum (1961) The Masque of the Red Death (1964) The Haunted Palace (1963) The Den (2013) The Wolf House (2018) When Black Birds Fly (2015) I Saw the Devil (2010) Speak No Evil (2022) Fall (2022) Paradise Hills (2019) Spoonful of Sugar (2022) Coherence (2013) I See You (2019)

Eden Lake (2008) Magic (1978) Twice-Told Tales (1963) Vile (2011) Velvet Buzzsaw (2019) The Privilege (2022) The Loved Ones (2009) Fender Bender (2016) Cherry Falls (1999) Scooby-Doo On Zombie Island (1998)

Bedevil (1993) The Rezort (2015) Aquaslash (2019) X-Cross (2007) Impetigore (2019) Gonjiam: Haunted Asylum (2018) The Killing of a Sacred Deer (2017) Jeruzalem (2015) The Key (2023) A House in Jerusalem (2023)

Frankenweenie (2012) The Milpitas Monster (1976) Blood Diner (1987) The Sickhouse (2008) Opera (1987) Vampires (1998) Vampires: Los Muertos (2002) Antichrist (2009) Cure (1997) It's Alive (1974)

It's Alive (2009) Donnie Darko (2001) The Second Coming (2014) Delicatessen (1991) Vamp (1986) 13 Beloved (2006) 13 Sins (2014) Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter (2001) Frontier(s) (2007) The Third Saturday in October Part V (2022)

The Third Saturday in October (2022) Tomie (1998) Coven of Sisters (2020) Alucarda (1977) Blood Monkey (2007) The Skin I Live In (2011) Maniac Cop (1988) Phoenix Forgotten (2017) Area 51 (2015) Livid (2011)

976-EVIL (1988) Header (2006) Dachra (2018) Djinn (2013) Leviathan (1989) Halloween III: Season of the Witch (1982) Madayen (2016) Tales from the Crypt: Demon Knight (1995) The Night (2020) Achoura (2018)

It Lives Again (1978) Beau Is Afraid (2023) It's Alive III: Island of the Alive (1987) Dark Dungeons (2014) Teen Lust (2014) Bubba Ho-Tep (2002) The Wraith (1986) The Mutilator (1984) Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust (2000) Mermaid in a Manhole (1988)

Slashers (2001) Martin's Close (2019) The Tractate Middoth (2013) Julia's Eyes (2010) 30 Days of Night (2007) Otesánek (2000) A Dark Song (2016) The Blackcoat's Daughter (2015) Mr. Jones (2013) I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House (2016)

[wreckedhoney]

Buzz / Kill (Henry Barrow Comes Home)

Since he can remember, everything between them has been shared - fears and rage, dreams and desires - until they became one. Henry doesn’t need to be his own person. He owes himself to his mom.  It shouldn’t have unsettled him when both their attentions turned to the same person, then - but last Whistling Night snapped something in their partnership, and something about Forrest Nash makes Henry finally not want to share.

Happy Halloween! Wanted to post this On The Date for The Vibes. First chapter of the Henry/Forrest fic mentioned a while ago. Post-Good ending, and please mind the warnings in the AO3 page through the header/link. Hope people enjoy!

[starkweather-art]

Meet the Artist! (Me!)

Hi! My name is Vyri, you may know me from @the-fox-jawed-cryptid (main).

I'm 27 years old, Nonbinary (They/Them).

My favorites List:

Animals: foxes, cats, snakes, horses.

Colors: teal, purples, greens.

Books: Warrior Cats, As Simple As Snow, A Mango Shaped Space, Deep and Dark and Dangerous, Beautiful Creatures.

Things to collect: crystals, notebooks, sketch books, pens, perfumes, half empty bottles (joking, mostly).

Movies: Halloween, The lovely bones, Perks of being a wallflower, Bolt, Spirit.

Bands: Motionless in White, Black Veil Brides, Sleep Token, Ice Nine Kills.

TV Shows: Criminal Minds, The Vampire Diaries, Bob's Burgers.

Anime: MHA, Bleach, Naruto, Hunter x Hunter, Black Butler, Black Clover, Demon Slayer.

I've been doing art for as long as I could hold a pen!

I do physical paintings, pen/cil drawings, digital art, poems, and photography!

(My art, poems, pictures, etc. are tagged with #sds.art/creations)

My commissions are open!

Headers $15

Profile Pictures $15

Both $30

I'm on Instagram!

Aesthetic Name Pallets and other little ask games are open through my ask box!

A few of my recent things I've done!

Updated October 25, 2024

[firstpersonnarrator]

All gifs by @salvador-daley

I finally have enough content to warrant a masterlist. I feel real now.

Ded & Gonne: @ded-and-gonne A tua fanfic starring Klaus Hargreeves, the Bens, and a building. Looking for gen fic? Dead & Gonne is the one for you. Latest Post: Chapter 5: A mazement

Simon x Billy: @simon-x-billy We’re going to Italy, which is a sexy country. Stars 2 boys you don’t need to recognize to love. lgbtqia+ m|m Looking for NSFW? Simon x Billy is for you. Currently participating in @yearoftheotpevent . Latest Post: Ch. 12: Attack of the tiny flying human (New!)

Ded & Gonne

All Ded & Gonne works are genfic without exception.

TWs: Klaus only dies if he really needs to. I have no plans to kill Bens.

Chapter 1: Mean Ben

Chapter 2: Got Ghosts?

Chapter 3: Klaus and Benny sittin in a tree, but strictly fraternaturally

Chapter 4: You, Klaus. You saved the world.

Chapter 5: The Eventuality of Evil loop

Chapter 6: The Evil Lair

Ded & Gonne was originally born for tua Masked Author 2022.

Devil’s Night

Don’t feel like catching up on D&G from the beginning? This is a great place to dive in.

Halloween miniseries with major plot developments for D&G

Chapter 7: Devil’s Night Part 1: Afraid of the Dark

Chapter 8: Devil’s Night Part 2: The descent

Chapter 9: Devil’s Night Part 3: The sub-sub-basement

Chapter 10: Devil’s Night Part 4: Somebody’s in the garden

Chapter 11: Devil’s Night Part 5: A mazement

Chapter 12: Devil’s Night Part 6: WIP!

The Devil’s Night miniseries was originally born for Sheehalloween 2022

header by @circumstellars

Simon x Billy

Simon x Billy is NSFW beginning at Chapter 8.

Brokenhearted boy from Brooklyn on depressing vacation to Italian Riviera meets Irish lad with secret past. TW: m|m first-time.

Purple Demon smut ranking, because they’re horny little devils.

Chapter 1: Where’s Giuseppe WTF?

Chapter 2: The European Plug Situation

Chapter 3: My red stripe of pain

Chapter 4: You’re too pretty, go’way

Chapter 5: Are you alive?

Chapter 6: You look good. What happened?

Chapter 7: Where’s the helipad

Chapter 7.5: She’s formidable

Chapter 8: This is the beginning 😈 very, very tame

Chapter 9: So that happened 😈 very, very tame

Chapter 10: Let the slings and arrows commence

Chapter 11: Whatever you say, Ma

Chapter 12: Attack of the tiny flying human 😈 half a demon

Chapter 13: wip!

Begun for Sheehanksgiving 2021 || Chapter 12 begins submissions for the Year of OTP 2023 event

© 2020-2023 firstpersonnarrator. I do not consent to my works being edited, reposted, performed, or translated.

[ded-and-gonne]

Starring Klaus Hargreeves, Evil Ben Hargreeves, and special guest, The Ghost of Giles Corey || Glorious header art by @salvador-daley

Devil’s Night Part 5: A mazement

Recap: Devil’s Night is quickly trying to become Halloween morning. Evil Ben is experiencing anxiety because Klaus is being mistreated by a dead Puritan. A lot. The bitter old ghost is currently possessing Klaus. For instance, how he’s holding Klaus hostage in his own body, and is currently trying to crawl out of Klaus’s mouth. He’s bigger than Klaus’s mouth.

Special guest: The Ghost of Giles Corey

Triggers: A not so bright, mildly omniscient narrator. Miming conveyed by asterisks. A hazy grasp of Pilgrim-speak. Main character death, but nobody dies more than they have to.

Masterlist || Start: Ded & Gonne || Start: Devil’s Night || Prev || Next wip snip! || Read it on ao3

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In an unusual turn of events, Evil Ben is trying to unhook himself from shrubbery. More importantly, he’s attempting to unhook without fatally ripping the throat out of his Evil black cashmere turtleneck, or the cuffs out of his natty but Evil black slacks. His Evil penny loafers dangled and finally dropped to the ground a minute ago. The rest of Ben falling to the ground is not going as fast as he wants it to. Because his directive right now is to save the fuck out of Klaus, not haberdashery. He’s panicking. And while picking burrs could be considered calming and soothing, most of the time it isn’t.

The Ghost of Giles Corey still wants his key. A key of bone. A bone key. The ghost’s hunger for whatever this key belongs to is deep and rumbly.

Evil Ben wonders if maybe he shouldn’t just hand a ghost a key. Especially if the ghost asks for it. That just sounds like a bad idea. Doesn’t it? ‘Ghost want key. Give ghost key.’ That just sounds wrong and nervous-making.

Ben thinks so, too. Though he’d word it more like ‘Motherfucking ghost motherfucker wants a motherfuckin key.’ He’s still pretty pissed about how the ghost is mistreating his not-brother.

He retraces his metaphorical steps in his short-term-memory palace and once again hears the voice of The Ghost of Giles Corey being an asshat.

[The following is a flashback.]

*What the fuck is an ossuary?* Paraphrasing.

“I know of no other word for it,” said The Ghost of Giles Corey in confusion. “Tis an ossuary.”

*Like one of those huge cats? The ones with the fuzzy ears? You’re kidding. Please. Tell me you’re kidding. Please. There is no fucking way I’m doing battle with a great cat.* But then Ben looked at Klaus, and changed his mind. Which is surprising, considering he’d be doing battle with a mini jaguar, even if it’s not the one with the cute ears.

“Tis of an ocelot that thou thinkest. A rather handsome but mercurial cat of jungle climes. So it hast come to my attention.” The ghost compelled Klaus’s nose to sniff condescendingly after the period in that sentence.

*No. It’s the weird bird with all the feathers and the growth thing that masquerades as a skull?* Ben snapped his fingers at the ghost. *You know the one. It’s big like an emu, but more emo than emu.* Ben’s ability to convey complex sentences had been aided by The Ghost of Giles Corey understanding him. Even despite the language barrier of roughly 331ish years. (Maybe it’s a ghost thing?)

“Thou dost thinketh of a cassowary. And thou art wrong. Tis an ossuary.”

*Describe it then, you ASSHAT!* It was awesome how Ben was able to express such passion through mime.

Too late Ben realized that he might well have just side-lined them into tangent-town about hats on donkeys. Great. *Don’t ask! Don’t ask! Just describe it, you moron! Or whatever you want! Just tell- What am I- Tell me!*

“A catacomb.”

“What, a labyrinth?” That time Ben had to whisper cuz he just couldn’t come up with a way to mime ‘labyrinth.’ At least not concisely.

[The preceding was a flashback.]

“I ‘needst knoweth’ how to kill the fuck out of this ghost,” Ben whispers to himself angrily, as he gives in and just rips his clothes off the hedge. He falls to the ground in a heap of expensive wool. “Ow.”

Before he can stand up he needs to figure out where his loafers wound up. Falling, as they did, while he was suspended like lint on velcro, high above the ground on a hedge. Natural fibers are risky when you’re in the superhero business. Snag on everything.

Mission accomplished, loafers located. Evil Ben picks himself up off the ground and brushes himself off with much anger. What makes being thrown at a hedge this time different from all other times he’s been thrown at a hedge? He’d swear that this time he was thrown farther and longer before meeting the hedge. “So what does that mean?” Ben whispers to himself, then turns on himself, since there’s no one else to turn on. “You idiot! Moron! Focus, Ben! Get the key!”

For key-getting to happen, though? God only knows, and she’s not sharing her thoughts at the moment.

Ben is all discombobulated. Even more so than usual. Because he’s been working under the assumption that the hedge was one long, tall wall of boxwood. Seemed like one long, tall wall of boxwood. But it doesn’t feel like that anymore. It feels like there’s a touch of space and depth around him now.

Ben reaches out for the hedge, and follows it for a count of five steps. He’s being careful, so his counting to five is precise.

There is no air movement now. None at all. It feels thick, as if he’s in a small, confined space, rather than at the edge of a big, dead garden of death and stuff.

He looks back the way he came, expecting to see an angry ghost’s knoll, and the not-brother who has wormed his way into Ben’s world, and into Ben’s building.

Poor Klaus

He can’t make out anything at all, except a tall patch of slightly less black blackness than all the other blackness. What he can make out rising vertically from the ground is a four-sided rectangle of lighter night than the darker night everywhere else. All so uniformly darker than that one patch of lighter dark.

That, friend, is a door. Ben thinks so, too. He carefully picks his way back, retracing those five steps, and suddenly he can make out a semblance of something out there in the distance. Maybe the outlines of a stabby tree or two?

It occurs to Ben that he’s no longer thinking in terms like ‘over there’ or ‘over here.’ He’s made a transition to thinking in terms like ‘out there’ and ‘in here.’

“This is a maze?” Ben mouths. “Oh. Here we go. The ol’ maze trick. What’s your game, frickin maze asshole! God I hate this garden. I’m having it bulldozed the second I get that Giles dick out of Klaus’s mouth, out of his body, and back underground. Back to Hell. Then I’ll bulldoze it, then burn it, then pour concrete on it, then put it in a little box inside a bigger box and hit-it-with-a-HAMMER!” He stans Yzma.

But for now, Ben has no time to spare for anything other than thinking and finding. He gets to work on that.

He picks a direction and walks. Carefully but swiftly.

Making it no farther than a measly 10 steps, he unintentionally head-butts a hedge. Swearing comes naturally to Ben. Even as a mime. He starts picking at a sliver on his chin, then wrenches his hand away and purposefully forces it into his pocket. *Slivers marring this mug? Oh, honey. I don’t think so.* He reminds himself to hold one hand out in front of himself, to prevent further face-bruising and slivering.

Feeling around to get himself reoriented, Evil Ben (Idea Guy) has an idea. “Right. I’ll just turn right. Every time I have to make a choice, I’ll turn right,” he whispers soundlessly to himself. “That seems like a good way to find my way back, right? That’s smart, right? It’s a good plan. It’s the only plan. It’s a good plan, Evil Ben, it’s a good plan. Yeah. Good plan.” This is not even remotely convincing.

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Ben has made right turns. Many, many right turns. There’s no light, so there’s no way to tell if he’s just walking in right-handed circles.

*What was that?* Ben mimes, simply by jolting and turning around.

It had looked to Ben like a streak of white, disappearing into nothing. (The ‘nothing’ in question being a hedge.) *Ooooooh no. No no no no no. No no no.* He’s miming with one wagging finger. Have some patience, the transliteration is hard.

Ben squeezes his eyes shut, hard, hoping to recalibrate his vision to see in the dark. It works, a little. Because the darkness inside his eyes is darker than the dark outside his eyes. So he’s able to see less darkly by comparison. You, too, can try this at home, kids.

Ben can juuuuust make out some details on the hedge he so recently face-butted. But the important thing is that he can sorta kinda make out some details, visually. He turns around and really looks at the way he’s come.

Instantly he feels lost. Instantly. The very moment he can see, he gets lost. That confluence feels really deep to him. And maybe important, too. But there’s no time for fascination or rumination. If only he could multitask. Ben would never admit it, but he’s more of a linear thinker than multidirectional.

Suddenly, right turns no longer sound smart to him, they sound dumb. Stupid. Idiotic like he’s some idiot. It doesn’t make sense to him, and he’s officially certain he will never find his way back, he will never save Klaus, he will die of starvation within only three feet of the maze entrance, if he had just crawled three more feet, but no, he’ll never know how close he came to salvation. If they must die this night, how long will it take fate to throw somebody else down here to discover the Evil garden from hell, and dead things? Like, for instance, himself. He’s picturing the headlines, the book deal, selling the rights to Netflix to develop the show, and Dark Horse Comics for the graphic novel adaptations. That sounds like an appealing Evil plan. For somebody else, because Ben will be dead. “Just a body,” Ben thinks out loud in a whisper, eyes growing moist at such an embarrassing way to die. Starvation, pfft.

Um yeah, there’s something rustling next to his left loafer. Ben jumps and shoots air out of his mouth in a way that is similar to screaming.

*Nooooo. No, no, no, no, n’n’n’n’n’n’n’* Ben’s wagging his finger viciously again, as he run-walks in a direction. *You are not going to throw more ghosts at me. Not even one. NO more ghosts,* he gestures at the sky, making sure God knows he means it.

But the moment he reaches his next right turn, he stalls at the wall. The rustling returns, somewhere behind him — back the way he came run-walking. His head whips around, but the rustling stops. He is more concerned with the vision of something white streaking across the path and off to, as luck would have it, his right. He’s not sure if he wants to know what that white streak is, but dammit, it feels scary.

This is at night

Padding footsteps, faint and growing fainter. Ben runwalks in the direction of its retreating sounds. But-

The temperature drops in an alarming fashion, and Ben can suddenly see his breath.

Hang on. Is that-

Is that mist? Smoke? Dry ice? Whatever it is, it’s low to the ground and curling. Hazy. In places opaque, and in others just the slightest hint of wispy motion. A finger of mist snakes out toward him along the surface of the path, while the bulk of the haze retreats around the bend. Ben is expecting it to flex in a come-hither motion, beckoning him to follow. He feels beckoned, anyway.

But should he follow? It could be anything. Almost literally anything.

Is it aetherial? As in ghost aether? Ben is wishing he’d paid more attention to Klaus yammering on about ghosty stuff on one of their day-long phone conversations. He frequently tuned a lot of it out, so he’s not sure. And that uncertainty is playing tricks on his brain and his eyes, and the rest of his thinking apparatuses. The practice of tuning Klaus out might have to be rethought. It’s not currently helping him out in this life or death situation, anyway.

The lick of smoke-like stuff disappears around the corner, its beckoning finger haunting him like a bad smell in a kitchen. He would rather run from it, but his pride is too proud. So he runs after it.

Rounding the bend, he catches a glimpse of the trailing stuff before it once again disappears through another gap in the hedge wall.

He has a feeling he’s gaining on it, and his feeling is right. Ben finds himself in a straightaway which stretches lots of feet in a direction. The wispy cloud-thing hasn’t yet had a chance to make it around another bend before Ben spies it and sprints after it.

It’s the first opportunity Ben has had to get a good look at the thing. It’s not just giving him the one finger. It’s giving him fingers. Tendrils curl out from under its gaseous bulk, and all make beckoning come-hither motions.

The shape is constantly turning in on itself while flowing outward and overward. A contradiction in forms, is probably the best way to describe it. Sucked through the next opening, it leaves one wisp trailing after, giving Ben something visual to follow.

How is it visible? What kind of light can it possibly be reflecting from the bottom of a tomb three basements deep? And that’s exactly what he’s become convinced that this place is. A tomb. And a maze. A maze in a basement. A mazement, if you will. If he doesn’t make it back with the bone key, the ghost is going to kill Klaus. Or it’ll encourage Klaus strongly and with much force to kill himself.

Ben is making little gestures indicating that he is mime-mumbling to himself. He’s mimebling. It goes a little something like this: “Fucking - shit heel - idiot ghost - motherfucker - die of cringe - bastard - shit heel - idiot ghost.” Pardon his repetitiveness. He just doesn’t have time to come up with more creative, situation-worthy mumbles than that.

At least he’s running toward something. That’s a thing. It could be so much worse. He could be running in right-handed circles right now, and wouldn’t that just be a bitch. At this point even things that aren’t blessings are being counted as blessings.

Once again Ben hears the skittering against stones. It’s coming from the other side of the hedge wall. He puts his ear to the shrubbery and listens. It’s definitely right over the wall. He’s not sure if he wants to back away in disgust, or with loathing. It’s unsettling, and not in the good way.

The air goes silent again. The silence is so complete that Ben attempts to pop his ears, as if pressure has built up deep within his ear canal and as if there’s something he could do about it. The world is dull. The air is dull. His personality could sometimes be described as dull.

The thing about chasing this thing is that it’s taking him somewhere. In a direction. A direction that has been purposefully chosen. Ben knows that the best choice of all the many options before him now is to follow the thing that is leading him. It waits for him before slipping entirely away around the next turn, and the next, and the next.

Ben’s sense of direction is fucked. Or maybe he’s being fucked by his sense of direction. Whatever. Everything feels fucked. Feeling his mind reeling with doubt and lack of confidence, he’s sucking in huge gulps of air. This maze could be leading him to a dead end in the end, anyway. Better fucking get on with it, whatever it is. Klaus is bleeding. He keeps reminding himself that Klaus is bleeding. From what must be stubby little finger bones by now, surely.

God that hurt

Ben wipes the moisture from his eyes. He will NOT give that Ghost Bitch the satisfaction of seeing him cry. Honestly, he’d really rather you didn’t see, either. And while he’s not quite sure whether the curling finger of doom is a ghost, or a ghost’s minion, or just a curling finger of doom, something deep within him knows it’s showing him exactly where he needs to go. He once again picks up the pace.

Suddenly there’s a strong sense of something just beyond reach — a broader, gaping space — leaving Ben certain that the center of the maze is near. Just around the next bend, or the one after, and-

Clearing the last turn, he has finally reached the center. Ben’s attention is screwed tightly to the sight of a wise, old tree growing at one end of the center. So his attention is occupied when he nearly slams into a pair of large, blinking, yellow eyes sitting directly in the middle of the path. Trying in a split second to alter course, Ben fails.

With the forward momentum of a body run-walking, Ben trips on what must be a tree root jutting up between the path’s paving stones. Careening off walls of shrubbery, Ben spins out into the broad center of the maze. Barely three dizzy wobbles farther, and he blindly hooks his toe under another root. Unfortunately, Ben is now headed for a face plant.

Without hesitation, Ben’s bentacles — um, wow there are a lot of them? — come shooting out of his bellybutton to catch him mid-fall. With a ringing in his ears and his pulse pounding in his temples, Ben looks down to find himself laying belly-first atop a whole mass of bentacles. He’s being held aloft, protected by what he can no longer deny is his very own sentient belly monster. The one that just made decisions without him. Again.

Belly monster

Before Ben can decide how horrorfied he should feel, he hears creaking, and a disconcerting groan of tension beneath him, as of floorboards protesting too great a weight. How can there be floorboards in the ground, and how could his tentacular appendages weigh more than he does when they come from inside him? These questions are existential mysteries for later, sometime in the future when he can remember what it’s like to be bored.

Just seconds after landing safely on his tummy tentacles, Ben feels the ground beneath them shudder. The weight of the bentacles proves too much for the floorboards to support. His belly monster staggers. Ben barely has a moment to register what’s happening, before he hears a creak, a sound of splintering wood, and a groan of imminent collapse. The ground beneath him falls away, and Ben drops out of sight, falling, falling. The only evidence of anyone ever having passed this way (besides the massive hole) is the cloud of dust, particles, and bones expelled as Ben crashes to the bottom from a drop of indeterminate height.

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The Ghost of Giles Corey well knows the parameters of the hex inscribed on his bones and the box in which they have been stored all these many years. Well enough to realize he might one day have an opportunity to turn the hex to his advantage. The very curse that holds him imprisoned in the knoll, Corey has twisted and turned into a really offensive weapon and such a defensive shield. His bouncy rubber force field has at long last been put to the test. Clever Corey has swallowed enough anger over the years to empower him in exerting his will over the physical size and dimensions of the hex. The bouncy rubber force field keeps him in, sure, but he’s realized he can turn its power to his advantage, and keep the outside world out. Outside world meaning Ben. Ben being the first person to try to get in in such a long, looooong time.

The ghost’s eyeball bulges in shock and amazement when in the distance it spots Ben’s belly monster climbing over the maze wall like a massive spider with a tiny human backpack. (Turns out the bentacles are really quite long. And big. What the hell is Ben’s tummy portal hiding in there? And exactly where is it hiding in there? Yeah, it’s concerning. Just one more concerning thing to add to the already quite long list of things that will need to be addressed after the peril.)

The Ghost of Giles Corey’s eyeball shrinks back in horror, only peeking out from between Klaus’s lips. The moment Ben’s tentacles hit the ground, the eyeball lets out a blood-curdling shriek. Reeling, and with lots of cowardice, the eyeball flees down Klaus’s throat.

Huh. Something about Ben’s belly monster scared the never living shit out of a ghost. Yet another concerning thing to address after the peril.

In somewhere between two to three massive strides, Ben’s belly monster charges the knoll. But big bad Ghosty hasn’t shown a wisp since he disappeared down Klaus’s gullet. It’s possible the ghost may have encountered Klaus’s digestive tract. Yikes. Or maybe he just sank back to the earth and into his grave through the bottom of Klaus’s feet. Stranger things have happened.

Ben makes the unilateral decision that he is in control — he’s #1, isn’t he? — and wills his bentacles to lift Klaus away to safety. Ben instructs his monster to deposit both of them on the steps leading up to the building door. Then instructs it to get the fuck back into his bellybutton where it belongs.

Ben cradles an inanimate Klaus in his arms, and begins rocking him gently. (But if you ask, he’ll deny it.)

Ben is not in a kitchen, he’s in a maze, at night.

He watches as aether leaks in slow, glossy streams from Klaus’s mouth, much like a baby’s mouth leaks slow, glossy streams. Except this isn’t cute like spittle from a baby is cute.

Klaus isn’t bothered, though. How could he be? He’s dead.

Ben has to keep reminding himself that Klaus is not twice dead, though, like his precious Angel Ben. Klaus should only be mildly dead. Or dead-ish.

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Finally. After what was definitely eternity, Klaus’s entire body jolts. Ben slumps in relief the moment Klaus’s eyelids pop open, proving his formerly dead not-brother is now presently alive.

Klaus feels safe and snuggly. Except for the excruciating pain of regrowing his hands. He is confused by the coppery flavor of blood in his mouth. He coughs up something viscous clogging his throat. Ben is so relieved to have Klaus back that he doesn’t even mind when Klaus coughs it up all over his Evil footwear.

“You saved me!” Klaus smiles wide through all the glop seeping out of his mouth. “Because you love me, you love me, ha ha ha you love me! Oof!”

Ben pulls Klaus up from his lap with vehemence, and hugs him with an iron grip. He will not be letting Klaus get possessed ever again, don’t even think about it. Oh hell no.

As soon as he recovers from the shock of Ben’s touchy-feely display of not-brotherly love, Klaus returns the hug with all the minimal strength he has.

Ben now knows that hugs feel good. He allows himself the momentary weakness, for now.

As the distant light of sunrise threatens to shine down upon the garden of death, Klaus realizes that Halloween is finally upon them. They survived.

“Best Devil’s Night story ever,” says Klaus with an exhausted smile, and sneezes ghost mucus all over Ben’s hair.

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Masterlist || Start: Ded & Gonne || Start: Devil’s Night || Prev || Next wip snip! || Read it on ao3

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Source: Muntada, The Empty City

[slashericons]

headers de halloween ends/kills pvf

postei de kills, amore. desculpa a <longa> demora. logo posto do ends ;)

[inspector-irratino]

Murdle Website Update! - Carousel's Thoughts

Poking around the website data right now, and finding a lot of information! it doesn't seem like the new suspects (Miss Ruby; Agent Fuscia & Major Red) are fully ready, but the new suspect gallery and what we do know looks to be a real delight!

The new headers also look a right treat, and Pacifico is a soft spot font of mine (the font used for the subtitle). The new gallery entries are also very pretty, if not pointing to the wrong image sometimes. I've already put a bug report in, and it's a very easy fix. I also really love the new buttons, they're incredibly stylish.

The automatic Xs is a feature I'm on the fence about. I love the inclusion, but I'm so used to doing murdles a specific way that it disrupts my workflow a little. I love it for the minis, and I think it'll really help new people get into it.

The marot seems to be broken for the foreseeable, which is always a loss. There also seems to be a new M currency, but it doesn't persist nor is it stored in your streak data. It also is not impacted by your solving time whatsoever, which is interesting to me!

The Moriarty Console and crossover murdles are also fully open to the public, permanently. Let's solve some cryptics! As well as that, Escape The Crypt is fully open, and seems to be repeating the same story on a week by week basis for anyone that missed it over halloween.

My plan for updating the spreadsheet is including ALL art listed, saying who it was done by, and doing it by character. In the cases of repeat images (sirrulean.png & sirrulean.webp and the issues with Président Amaranth, I'll include each image, not each file.)

Murdle Volume 3 is out in the US, and comes out in the UK in one week (9th May), so keep an eye on your bookstores! Very excited for the release personally.

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT FOR OTHER FINDINGS !!

EVERYTHING BEYOND THIS POINT HAS BEEN FOUND THROUGH WEB CRAWLING!

The new suspects' fingerprints aren't listed correctly, and their birthdays aren't listed yet. Major Red's fingerprint is Silverton the Legend's, and Agent Fuscia and Miss Ruby has theirs listed as "X".

Their specific sentences are as follows:

AGENT FUSCIA 🕵: - Confession : Don't worry. I have a license to kill! - Statement : Officially, - Marot Interpretation : Learning a new skill

MISS RUBY 🤵🏻‍♀️: - Confession : I don't mind going to jail. It's a challenge to escape. - Statement : Well, well, well - Marot Interpretation : Taking something you desire

MAJOR RED 🪖: - Confession : I am not guilty: society is! - Statement : By the revolution - Marot Interpretation : Making a break with the past

We've also gone from update pisces to update crab! I think Karber just really likes his sea critters. ( Might be because it sounds like "secrets" /silly )

NEW CLUE FORMAT. YOU HEARD ME.

The page number seems to be automatically generated every time you open the clue.

Very excited to play murdle with these changes, and very much looking forward to the hammering out of major bugs with update crab!

EDIT : I found art for Cosmonaut Bluski, though he isn't on the website yet officially! Let's see what the future holds!

[legendary-pink-dot]

The "That's So Dieter" 80s sitcom header is PERFECTION! 🙌 I love it so much! You totally captured that zany 80s feel.

I might need a welfare check. I missed the SNL excitement as it unfolded and am still catching up on it today. Afterparty Pedro looking exactly like Slightly Older Frankie is killing me. 🫠

I'm so glad you got to do a festive Halloween event with the family and it went well! 💜

Sunday Week in Review XI

This week's header is dedicated to @legendary-pink-dot for the idea of Dieter being his own 80s sitcom 😝💕

Is everyone okay this morning? Have we all recovered from last night? Do we need to hydrate, grab a snack (not that kind of snack) and recoup? Any welfare checks we need to send out? Phew 🫠

It's been a slog to get through this week, and I didn't get to as much reading as I wanted, which you'll see below. These daily prompts have been taking up more time than I expected and work has picked up (rude). But I'm also realising as I read through people's weekly round-ups, that I've missed a lot this week that I haven't seen come across my dash.

So if you've posted something this week (fanfic, thots or anything else) and you'd like to share it - feel free to drop it in my DM's or as an Asks!

T R U L Y  U P D A T E S . . .

oct' x 15 - first wine (sequins!joel x reader)

oct' x 16 - flying kites (frankie x reader)

oct' x 17 - whispers (chiffon!dieter x bryony)

oct' x 18 - picking apples (sequins!joel x reader)

oct' x 19 - ghosts (dieter x f!reader)

oct' x 20 - sweater weather (chiffon!dieter x bryony)

oct' x 21 - acorns (tim rockford x f!reader)

birthdays, besties & bravos (celebrating the lovely @wildemaven)

W H A T  I  R E A D . . .

A Safe Haven | Chapter 9 (Joel) (Check TW’s) by @joelsgreys This was the update I've been so patiently waiting for and it did not disappoint! This is a fantastic series that I never thought I'd get so emotionally invested in - but that's how good Vee is! This is always one of my top recommendations when suggesting Joel fanfics to read!

Working Title | Chapter 14 (Dieter) by @rhoorl Another great update for Dieter and Belle - I'm rooting for these two from the sidelines and I'm exciting to see how things play out for them!

Delta Landscaping | Chapter 8 (Triple Frontier + Pedro Characters) by @rhoorl Okay, there's not one, but two Pedro Character appearances this week and I'm trying to figure out how I can move to Mule Falls Court like yesterday - because it's all going down over there and I highly recommend this be added to your reading if you haven't read it yet. A Month of Sundays (Various) by @gnpwdrnwhiskey I'm living for all of these prompts and I can't choose one or two because they've all been soooo good!

M E M O R A B L E  P O S T S . . .

I'm on edge as @for-a-longlongtime shares more of their WIP that is Peña x Rockford x Reader, with that line up you know it's going to be good!

Self Care with Dieter & Jett (@morallyinept) - this week it's emotions and highlights some important stuff!

More Dieter and his hippo table shenanigans delivered by @i-love-movies to @gnpwdrnwhiskey, this made my week 🤣

B R O U G H T  T H E  J O Y . . .

Bit of a personal one, but we got to do a little Halloween festive trip out yesterday with the little Truly's. Something you're not always able to do when you have a child with extra needs, as events such as these can be a bit overwhelming for a multitude of reasons. So when we're able to attend ones that are specially catered for families like ours, it's always a special occasion - even if it does make you realise how unfit you are wrangling two kids 🤣 Also, keeping on brand, Baby Truly adored all the Halloween decor and was waving and saying hello to her minions the props.

Watched the new Goosebumps on Disney+ not expecting much, and I actually enjoyed it. Little Betty would have been all over this as a kid.

Also, watched my annual viewing of Practical Magic, which thanks to the wonders of the digital age I own to stream to my heart's content regardless of the season.

T H I S  W E E K ' S  J A M . . .

Back in my Matchbox Twenty feels this week 💛 - this one has been in heavy rotation while writing!

Hope everyone has had a great week! Here's to a new week ahead! Hopefully, if Pedro makes another appearance we'll all be ready for it, or at least recovered by then! 😝🫠

Happy Sunday all! ☀️💛

[halloweends]

halloween kills (2021) dir. david gordon green

[dykeroan]

halloween / horror film headers