#happy Halloween!!

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

the shining (1977) - stephen king

"boo"

[donttellunclesam]

smh they got into the candy bowl

[normasshearer]

Hill House has stood for 90 years and might stand for 90 more. Within, walls continue upright, bricks meet, floors are firm, and doors are sensibly shut. Silence lies steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House. And we who walk here... walk alone.

THE HAUNTING 1963, dir. Robert Wise

[waywardstation]

ALL ABOARD!

They worked really hard on their Halloween costume this year!!

[doublxpresso]

👻🧟‍♂️

[lemoocado]

tfw the evil version of yourself from another dimension shows up

[yourlocalbug]

Happy halloweenis! Take this silly comic i made after finishing my pumpkin [You're never too old to carvw a pumpkin!! Free seeds to eat!! :D]

Behold my pumpkiibo

[nyaar0n]

what if jean gets a guardian devil

[ao3-shenanigans]

trick or treat!

Does anyone else know of these strawberry candies? My old teacher in the third grade used to keep a stash and we could never find where to buy them after she was fired

Take a handful! They’re quite good!

[aeroplaneblues]

Which one?!😳🎃✨

When your bf ask you if you want to wear couples costumes for halloween and destroys your attention from work😝

I think alhaitham will indulge cyno his otaku side more than anyone because of how giddy cyno gets about it, plus i bet he also enjoys the theatrics of cosplaying🤭

[babyboybluebell]

big brother who teases me about how flustered i get when he wears his masked halloween costume >_< he takes me to a party with all of his big friends, and buys me a revealing costume to wear!!

to ease my nervousness, i end up drinkin just a little too much, until i'm pulling at his sleeve and whining, "big brooo, can we - hic! - can we go somewhere... private...?"

he can't resist how cute i look practically pawing at him, so he pulls me into the bathroom and immediately pulls his mask up to kiss me, angry and rough against the counter, shoving his knee between my thighs. "my pretty little brother couldn't handle a couple drinks, huh?"

i can't help but stare at him, feeling the cold of his mask pressing against my neck. "i saw the way you were staring at me the whole party. poor thing."

i whine, and grind against his thigh as i realize his hands are groping my waist and hips, gloved fingers slipping underneath the fabric of my costume. "i know it's all a lot for you, yeah? my baby brother's fuzzy little head can't stop him from havin' those icky thoughts."

suddenly, i feel him flip me over the counter, so my ass is pressed against his crotch. one of his hands is massaging at my hips, and the other is pressing his fingers into my mouth to muffle my whines.

"atta boy, just let your big brother make it all feel better."

he ends up filling me with a load or two before taking me home, just to give in and fuck me even more >_<

my asks and dms are always open! <3

[mishacakes]

Trick or treat! :3c

CUUUUTE!!! BABYYYY!!!

tomiko as the cool older sis figure that gives terrible advice

[today-in-the-bunker]

Today, Jack convinces Dean, Sam, and Cas to join them in going to a Halloween party at one of the local bars. Jack dresses as Paddington Bear, Dean as Ash Williams, Sam as Jack Torrence, and Cas is dressed as Shaun from Shaun of the Dead. They also invite Charlie, who shows up as Elvira.

[imrowanartist]

Rosie-Bee’s first Halloween! Though Uncle Ghost is showing her it’s okay to dress up all year round XD

Alternative version under the cut

[ohthethingswedoforlove]

Warnings: yandere character; scopophobia; a whole lot of fear/paranoia being described;

  Yandere!Wally Darling, in which you find an old collection of VHS tapes and are able to communicate with the characters in the show. Or, at least, one of characters in the show.

  When you found those tapes out in the wild, in someone's garage sale or a dingy little shop full of dead stock of years passed, you almost felt pulled in by the colorful little world depicted on the sleeve keeping the VHS' together.

  Maybe you have some vague, blurry memories of watching the show as a child, or maybe you are simply a collector of these kinds of things. Maybe you even heard about a certain restoration project involving the likeness of this world and characters, fully aware you had just stumbled upon something very exciting.

  So you decide to pay the small price written on the paper sticker and bring it home with you. 

  It doesn't take many online searches to understand exactly how rare of a find you now have in your possession, all that has ever been recovered from the old obscure show being images and corrupted audio tracks, some merch and a puppet or two. Never full episodes, not even snippets of footage. Aren't you lucky?

  You consider sending it to the team of the restoration project, but curiosity got the better of you before that choice could fully take shape. How could you not? You just had to see it for yourself.

  When you finally arrange the means to play the first VHS out of the collection you bought, you couldn't help but notice the odd black stains covering the tape, barely noticeable beforehand as it nearly blended with the color of the plastic. You half-heartedly try to clean it, but with the persistence of the stain and your growing impatience, you end up simply shoving it inside the VCR player, giving up. 

  Marking your first mistake as you miss the way the stain quickly grew and infected the sleeve of the tapes and the hem of your shirt with the same sunken dark.

  The screen flickers and you're cheerfully greeted with what you would expect from a children's show of that era, all bright colors, silly eccentric characters and possible life lessons. Quiet and intrigued, you watch as a day in the neighbourhood plays out before you.

  Until the episode introduces you to Wally Darling himself, your supposed new best friend. He monologues a bit about the premise of the episode, always acting as if having a conversation with you, the audience, directly. That by itself didn't give you much pause, you know it's common for shows like this to treat the audience as their own character.

  But then he asks you for your name.

  You assume it's supposed to have a short quiet moment, to give the kids at home the illusion that the characters are listening and waiting for their answer, but it starts to drag out for a really long time. Longer than it should.

  Af if he was actually waiting for your answer.

  Some possibilities rush through your mind. Is the cassette faulty? It didn't show any signs of it aside from those weird stains, and the footage itself didn't appear to be tampered with, certain elements of the world behind Wally are still moving, as if that pause is indeed intentional.

  The entire time you couldn't bring yourself to tear your eyes away from the puppet, his gaze not even flinching for a second away from you.

  You finally say your name out loud, as if giving up under some sort of pressure, even if you immediately felt silly for doing it. It's not like he's going to-

  "What a wonderful name. I'm sure we'll be the best of friends. Ha. Ha. Ha."

  The rest of the episode continues to play similarly, with it going along as you'd expect, only to pause for excruciatingly long times anytime Wally would direct a question to you. Even when other characters did their own bits, their moments of quiet would last but a few seconds, not aware of when or what you might be saying to your TV.

  But not Wally. He diligently waits for your response, even as everything and everyone around him keeps moving without him and they start to question why he's just standing there. Staring. Unresponsive to the activities they're trying to involve him with.

  And his responses seem weirdly... appropriate to what you're saying. Frank didn't react to your displeased expression to being told that bugs are friends, Julie didn't actually guess your favorite game, but Wally... 

  He repeated back what you said your favorite color was, adding that it's one of his favorites, too. He only joined in on the game that Julie suggested once you agreed that you'd like to play as well. He has to make sure his friend is having fun, afterall. You find yourself wondering if the way he's constantly smiling is by the design of his puppet or if it's somehow a conscious choice.

  It's like you're transfixed, almost hypnotised by what you're watching. Fascination keeping your eyes glued to the screen, even as a part of you is practically screaming that something's wrong. You're being watched as much as you're the one watching.

  Your breaking point finally reaches at the end of the episode. Wally makes his way back to Home after the misadventures of the day, and the house greets him, in creeks and onomatopoeias, with eyes for windows that make you just as uneasy as Wally's. The door opens for him for the both of you? to enter. And it's dark. So impossibly dark, in a way that feels unnatural and alive. Like a creature patiently waiting for you to place yourself in its jaws.

  And you finally snap out of it, rushing to turn off your TV in an action so abrupt and panicked it felt like fight or flight.

  You barely sleep that night. 

  Stuck in between a state of awake and asleep, constantly being brought in and out of a dream you can't seem to fully grasp. Until you're shaken completely wake by loud noises coming from your living room. From your TV.

  It had, somehow, flickered to life as if by its own volition, replaying the tape all over from the start as a now familiar audio plays out. You stumble your way through your house in a half-wake disoriented panic, and once again coming to face... Him. 

  There he was again, Wally patiently waiting for you, the tape stuck at the segment where he would ask a question to the audience and wait. His eyes bearing into you, you stood frozen at the doorway as he stared unflinching back at you. Has your living room always looked this dark? Engulfed, consumed by it?

  Fear takes over your actions again as you fidget with the VCR, this time with the intention of ripping the tape out of it, caring little of the state it would be left in by doing so. You only started to feel some semblance of relief once you disconnected all of the TV cables and rushed to turn on the light.

  After that night, you didn't even dare watch the rest, throwing the tapes in a plastic bag you left in a corner of your room, hoping it had all been some weird dream fueled by the exhaustion and stress of your everyday life. 

  But it never left you. He never left you.

  You keep having strange dreams, dreams where you are the new resident of a bright, colorful neighbourhood. Dreams where you are so warmly welcomed by kind neighbours, new friends who would like you to join them! And him as well, always so strangely quiet compared to the others but so fixated on you.

  The thought of getting rid of the tapes consumes your mind, but you just can't bring yourself to do it. You can't. You can't.

  You can't. 

  And you watch as the dark that once only stained the tapes now grows and festers in your floor, your furniture, creating a stain seemingly deeper than the wall itself.

  You swear you start to see him as well, in the dark. You're growing oh so familiar with those eyes.

  Wally doesn't understand why you look so scared. He just wants to be your friend. You two could have so much fun in the neighbourhood, together! He's sure that the others would agree too.

  Why are you being so difficult? He knows you can hear him. See him. He can see you too.

  You just have to let him in.

[uwuipunchedurmom]

in parkour civilization, even the halloween is parkour,,