#horror mystery

[house-of-evenmoor]

la danse macabre

Hello everyone! I am Meg (she/her) and I am the author of The House of Evenmoor.

The House of Evenmoor is a work-in-progress interactive CYOA novel with mystery, horror, and psychological thriller/horror themes.

It is inspired greatly by the "classic" gothic literature of Edgar Allan Poe, Mary Shelley, Bram Stoker, and H.P. Lovecraft, among others, as well as media such as Crimson Peak.

Please note that this story may contain certain elements, storylines, events, and topics that may be triggering to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. A full list will be available before reading.

Rated 18+ for language, death, murder, gore, etc.

You play an amnesiac who wakes up to find themselves locked in an 18th century manor belonging to the mysterious Evenmoor family. You find that there are 11 other people who are in the same situation you find yourself in. You remember nothing about yourself, except for a name, which you take on as your own.

With little to no memory between all of you and an excruciating headache that occurs when you try to remember, you all try to search around the house to find an exit. The doors and windows are all bolted shut and the glass panes are unbreakable. Outside is a thick wall of dense fog. You're not even able to tell if it's night or day, much less where you are.

As you investigate around the house, you start to uncover clues that reveal the real secrets behind the house and the Evenmoors. But it's not that simple as you and your companions are being actively hunted by a strange supernatural force and entity. As members of your group are picked off, more of the manor is slowly revealed and, while being investigated, more pieces of lost memories come back to you and others, as well as the knowledge of how to potentially leave the manor.

Will you be able to escape with your group unscathed and with your memories or will you become yet another permanent member of the House of Evenmoor?

Play as a male or female. Choose to be straight, gay, bisexual, or even asexual.

Customize your character including your name, appearance, and personality.

Romance 1 of 6 options or none at all.

Bond with the 11 other people trapped in the house with you and find out their stories.

Investigate the mysterious Evenmoor House. Uncover long lost clues and dark secrets.

Discover your long-lost memories and who you are.

Avoid catching the attention of the mysterious supernatural force or the strange entities that reside within the house.

Figure out the truth behind the Evermoors and their strange house.

Main Character - The Amnesiac Truthseeker (he/him) or (she/her)

This is you. You are 25 years old. You remember the least amount of your life before this. You are determined to uncover the truth of the manor and escape. You awake in and are staying in Room Number 6.

Jasper - The Reflective Guardian (he/him)

Jasper is the stoic and brooding person of the group. He is independent and has the tendency to go off and investigate on his own or go into something before everyone else. He often breaks up arguments in the house and seems to have combat experience. He is 27 years old. He is staying in Room Number 1. Romance Option

Vina - The Sensitive Overseer (she/her)

Vina is the caring and motherly person of the group. She doesn't like discord in the group and will leave the room if arguments start. She appears to have experience with medicine and patching up injuries. She is also particularly sensitive to different energies. She is 28 years old. She is staying in Room Number 2.

Edmund - The Aspiring Detective (he/him)

Edmund is the sometimes-bumbling but eager-to-help person of the group. He likes to think himself as a detective and is a bit too excited to search for clues. Despite his conflicting personality, he is actually rather observant and is an adept investigator. He is 26 years old. He is staying in Room Number 3. Romance Option

Beatrice - The Lovelorn Poet (she/her)

Beatrice is the melancholic and pessimistic person of the group. She has the tendency to view things through rose-colored glasses. She spends most of her time in the library or conservatory, composing her poems about heartbreak. She is 27 years old. She is staying in Room Number 4. Romance Option

Hugo - The Obstinate Maverick (he/him)

Hugo is the irritable and instigating person of the group. He is a realist and often picks fights due to his negative views. He prefers to be alone and generally always has a bad attitude. He isn't very helpful either. He appears to be pretty decent with fixing things, though. He is 25 years old. He is staying in Room Number 5.

Laurel - The Enigmatic Huntress (she/her)

Laurel is the surprisingly cheerful and bubbly person in the group. She is very open about what she remembers and what she doesn't. She's also a very friendly person, in general. She appears to have a decent amount of general knowledge. She is 24 years old. She is staying in Room Number 7. Romance Option

Alden - The Fateful Author (they/them)

Alden is the quiet but quick-witted person of the group. They don't speak much, but are happy to assist. They have a journal that they use to take notes in while they're researching. They're also usually found in the library. They are 29 years old. They are staying in Room Number 8.

Ian - The Expert Weaver (he/him)

Ian is the unspoken but de facto leader of the group. He is calm and level-headed. He does his best to keep everyone alive and well. He tends to spend his time near Vina. He appears to have decent experience with textiles and related subjects. He is 30 years old. He is staying in Room Number 9.

Willa - The Skeptic Historian (she/her)

Willa is the resident skeptic of the group. She is very book smart and has a pretty hard time believing in the stranger experiences in the group. She is very honest and is perhaps a bit too blunt. She tends to get into arguments too. She is 25 years old. She is staying in Room Number 10. Romance Option.

Pearl - The Romantic Heiress (she/her)

Pearl is the youngest person in the group and it shows. She's very idealistic and hopeful. She doesn't have many relevant skills or experience and is rather impulsive. She's also very open with what she remembers from before. She is 21 years old. She is staying in Room Number 11.

Cecill - The Tortured Artist (they/them)

Cecill is the prickly and cold person in the group. They're dramatic and aren't very helpful around the house. They spend a surprising amount of time with Beatrice. They also seem to have some kind of connection to the supernatural energies. They are 24 years old. They are staying in Room Number 12. Romance Option

[daughter-horror]

I’m a sucker for split diopter shots

[coffee-fueled-art]

So podcast question

Would anyone be interested in listening to a horror/mystery audio drama about the destruction of small rural communities at the hands of corporate greed?

It will be gay and will be among the "recorded on tape" genre of podcasts. Going for a Magnus Archives + Old Gods of Appalachia kind of vibe. With hints of Unwell thrown in for flavor.

It's mostly inspired by my shell-shock of moving from a small town to a big city but in reverse. Just something I've been workin on.

Anyone interested?

[roxysretrodrive-in]

Poll: Horror and Other Genres

We all love horror, but combining it with other genres is also great.

[mysticstarlightduck]

WIP Aesthetic Tag! What Lurks In The Hollow

Rules: Make a moodboard for your WIP, a playlist (3+ songs/music will suffice but it can be as long as you want) and describe the Vibe of your WIP.

✦ Moodboard! ✦

✦ Playlist ✦

Fast Car - Luke Combs

Washing Machine Heart - Mitski

Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day

Let's Kill Tonight! - Panic At The Disco

Breakaway - Kelly Clarkson

Black Out Days - Phantogram

Freaks - Surf Curse

Shut Eye - Stealing Sheep

Honey, I'm Home - Ghost and Pals

✦ Inspirations/Vibe ✦

If Stranger Things, The Black Phone and Heathers had a love-child and it was a midwest gothic urban fantasy horror mystery story set in a fictional version of North America.

A bunch of teenagers in weird af small town in the middle of the woods find out that there's something intrinsically wrong with the place and its more than just gossipy neighbours, its that the town is cursed by fey demons and the forests haunted by the spirits of teens the Mayor's family killed.

Secrets, rumors, a town of people essentially brainwashed to love the villain and oppose anyone who stands in his/his family's way VS a ragtag team of teenagers who fucked around and found out way too much.

Homey autumn vibes: red, yellow and amber leaves in a pine wood forest, cozy old diners owned by kooky old ladies, afternoons playing shoot em' ups at the local arcade, car rides with the MCs grumpy older brother, listening to music on the roof of the house eating popcorn and studying conspiracy theories, running from trouble as the sun sets in the horizon, cozy hot chocolate mugs, etc.

Tragic ghosts with interesting stories and unique personalities that make you want to give them a hug, and who need one so bad but can't get one because they're immaterial😭

POV: The Slasher Horror movie villain is your town's adored Mayor and his cohorts.

The woods are alive, more than you think - but they're filled with what's left of the dead.

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[insummerigrieve]

“You must be the loneliest girl I've ever seen.”

[xyagold]

Americana Horror?

Many years ago, I listened to Alice isn't Dead and it was so impactful that I'm still looking for something to fill the space it left behind for me. I don't think I can name a piece of media that changed my taste in media like this. I fell in love with the atmosphere, the almost eldritch horror of the Thistle Men, the way the highway was almost a character in itself, and of course the road trip nature of the story going from one eerily familiar landmark to the next. When it came out, I even bought the book and read it twice.

I found some other stuff over the years that scratched the itch a bit but never quite suited the niche I was looking for.

Even the novels I'm working on are about an unlikely trio traveling across the states and hunting down creatures of myth and legend while running from the horrors of their pasts (very similar to early Supernatural). One does it as a career, one does it for destiny, and one does it for the thrill.

I adore this "Road Trip" framing for stories like this but I have trouble finding anything new.

Does anyone have any good recommendations? It can be anything, shows, games, books, comics, podcasts, or movies!

Any would be greatly appreciated!

Peace!

[mellomak22-blog]

Can you do a pre-wednesday Tyler, like right after he comes back from boot camp, and the reader goes to the coffee shop and he's working there, and the reader doesn't realize he's back and she's always had a bit of a crush on him but is still weary of him because of the incident that happened with Xavier.

The show Wednesday! Okay, I can do that. Here's a cute and awkward first interaction with Tyler Galpin ever since he returned from boot camp. Here goes :)

Desc: awkward fluff, feminine presenting reader. Use of she/her

Warnings: none

Ding ding! The tiny little bell on the counter rang through Tyler’s ears. Normally, the Weathervane never got busy. They got a few of their regulars each day, and during autumn, it got a little crowded. But it was never this busy.

“Tyler, get that!” His father shouted from the break room, sitting in a chair with a newspaper in hand. Tyler was in the back, making practice of his latte art. The clover he just tried to do getting messed up, adding to his frustration. A long sigh draws from his lips. Sheriff Galpin was a hardass. He was especially hard on his son when he didn’t live up to the expectations Donovan wanted him to meet. Acting like a total dick in school was just the icing on the cake. His dad sent him to boot camp, with the hopes of his son returning “a better man” who’d get himself a job (Apparently being a barista boy would do that).

It was only Tyler’s second day working at the Weathervane cafe, and he wasn’t thrilled having to work on such a busy day when normally all he could do was make a cup of coffee from a Keurig machine.

Y/N sighs. When am I going to get a coffee? She slams her palm on the bell, ringing it rapidly. Dingdingdingdingdingdi-

“Coming!” Queue Tyler Galpin. He flashes a polite smile and pushes his annoyance down into his throat. “Sorry about the wait! What can I get you?” He leans in, folding his arms on the counter and looking joyfully at his customer. Y/N gulps, and it feels like all the eyes are on her. Tyler wasn’t supposed to be here, she was supposed to ring the bell and her best friend was supposed to drag herself out and her mood would change and they’d bounce up and down together and-

“Hello? Miss?” He chuckles nervously when y/n breaks free from her thoughts and meets his gaze of green eyes. “Oh, sorry. I was just- I was trying to remember everything I needed to order!” She skillfully lied. “But um… is Lilli here?” Her gaze scans the area, trying to find something else to focus on to take away from this god awful experience. “Nope, she’s taking a day off today. It’s just me.” He forces a smile. “Oh, okay. My bad. Can I get an iced mocha latte with 2 pumps of chocolate syrup in it?”

Tyler blinks and there’s a beat of silence as he grabs something. He lifts up a bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup. “...This?” Not something he had seen often, but it could be done. Y/N looks like she wants to curl into a ball. “Oh! Haha geez I meant vanilla syrup. Like the flavoring!” She scrambles the last of her words out, wanting to smack herself upside the head. “Oh. Alrighty. And what size…did you want that?” Doing his best, he smiles again, softer this time, in hopes of alleviating the pain this was. She gave a helpless looking grin back. Could it get any worse? “Large is fine. That’s it.”

He turns around, getting to work on her drink. Oh god. Are you fucking kidding me? What was that shit? Y/N went to school with Tyler and they had shared a few classes. He sat behind her in math class, where she daydreamed about him just reaching forward and playing with her hair, and he sat next to her in history. They had english together too, but he was across the room. Seeing him here after having disappeared for a while caught her off guard and it threw her out of her rhythm at the Weathervane. 

His agitation gradually went away as he got to work on the drink, and soon enough it was done. “Hereee ya go.” He presses a few buttons on the screen at the register. “It’s $7.01.” Tyler offers a plain smile. Y/N fights off making a face. Geez. Lilli must’ve usually given me a discount every time. Damn. She braves a brief grin and pays for the drink. With a quick thanks, she scurries off and out the door. The bells on the door jingling again as she leaves. 

“Are you kidding me?! You took a personal day?!” Y/N scolds her friend. A muffled response comes from Lilli over the phone as y/n sips her latte. She fires back. “Well, no. Oh but you DID kinda forget to mention that Tyler was back in town and that you  w o r k  with him! When were you gonna tell me that?” Y/N stomps away, heading to her next designation. Tyler is back to practicing his latte art.

[billyloomis-stumacher]

Hi horror fans 💋

I’m a female in my mid twenties that loves and adore horror movies. I am looking for friends that share the same interest in me, such as horror and Halloween. If anyone is interested feel free to follow me xx I follow everyone back 🐈‍⬛✨

[hannahwatcheshorror]

HOUSE OF WAX (1953)

This classic horror has more of a cohesive story that is incredibly strong from start to finish than its 2005 remake of the same name. A very captivating story with really rather stunning wax sculptures (again, especially compared to the 2005 remake by the same name). The acting is lovely, the music is grand, and I found myself pleasantly surprised by the twist (I gasped out loud, alone). Truly a fun and compelling watch!

⭐⭐⭐⭐.5

The wax figures in this movie are top notch, I mean, hotdog! I’m looking at these and I’m not sitting here thinking that the prop guys just coated a mannequin in wax, they actually did the damn thing and made ART. I feel like I can usually tell in horror movies when they use a body double instead of just the actor pretending to be dead but these wax figures pretending to be the dead bodies pretending to be wax sculptures… I’m getting ahead of myself, we aren’t there yet. Right now, they are just wax sculptures. Or are they? Yes they are. (For now.)

We find out our resident artist Jarrod von Mustache is not very well liked by his financier (which, if you don’t like art, don’t fund art), so even after Jarrod and his Mustache show how passionate they are about the sculptures, moneybags burns down the studio and all the wax folk. My heart ACHED when everything was burning (That and I will never understand risking someone's life for money). When Jarrod said he would rather die than say goodbye to his art (or his mustache) he meant it, or at least that someone would die, because big boss took a trip down an elevator shaft.

Suddenly a man with a suspiciously burn-scarred face is running around murdering folks (and these folks just happen to disappear from the morgue, but who cares, right?) but it’s not Jarrod because he still has his mustache and is crippled now. Mystery! Sue is our brunette babe who Jarrod sees a muse in (yikes) so thus begins the hunt. Sue spots the murderer and deftly avoids him twice! Even realizes that her friend with the annoying laugh is in the House of Wax as Joan of Arc. Sue is smart! She also knocks off Jarrod's incredibly realistic mask of his own face to reveal the burn scars! (Phantom of the Opera vibes like crazy but not as romantic.)

It was Jarrod all along! He had help from his little art henchmen, but he had a super realistic wax mask on. What a clever twist. I gasped so loudly when she shattered his mask off. I really had no idea it was him after they had shown his face being untouched previously! Now one of the little art henchmen begs the cops to stop Jarrod in a scene that I think really shows off how much alcoholism is a disease but I digress. Next is lots of fighting and the police are actually really helpful. I feel like if the movie happened in any other time period the police would sit around and not be that helpful because of protocol but these guys just rushed right in which is what Sue needed at that exact moment or else she was going to become a candle.

[hexxedundead]

Wonderful movie!!!

I definitely recommend watching this Horror / Mystery from the book written by the man himself Stephen King.

Director : John Lee Hancock

[daughter-horror]

PSYCHO (1960) dir. by Alfred Hitchcock

[thejournaluser]

"You're the one who donated this eye, right?" "Ah, you're the receiver? Congrats, you have sight now."

"Right... but something is not right with it." (sweats) "What do you mean?"

"There's this figure that pops up every-" "Shh! You mustn't talk about it!"

You receive an eye transplant to finally get rid of the blindness you've been having since childhood. Despite the eternal happiness it gave you now that you can see the beauty of the world, you notice something is wrong whenever you turn to something and it appears in the corner of your eye.

A stranger, you assume. Same figure, same silhouette. They don't seem friendly as well... time to look for this donor you got these eyes from.

[weirdlookindog]

Bela Lugosi in Night of Terror (1933)

[mysticstarlightduck]

Extra 2.0 OC Favorites!

Some more characters from What Lurks In The Hollow, Zach Taylors and Amy Millihan!

Rules: share photos of your OCs' favorite color, season, shoe choice, weapon, food & drink, clothing style, mode of transportation, animal, pastime, and breakfast and if they're an introvert/ambivert/extrovert then change up any one of the five favorite things categories for the next round. BONUS: Add some music/songs that fit their aesthetic (the songs don't have to be their favorite songs, just fit their vibe)!

Zach Taylors

Favorites:

Color: Graphite black/dark gray

Season: Spring

Shoe Choice: Worn-out black converse studded with metal spikes and chains that were added to it through a DIY

Weapon: Pocket-knife

Food: Cheap diner hamburgers with curly fries

Drink: Vanilla Ice Cream Milkshake

Style: Improvised goth style with dark ripped denim pants, band shirts, studded belts with chains, fingerless gloves with black fish netting, tin rings and black leather vests.

Mode of Transportation: Skateboard

Animals: Geckos and lizards. Has one gecko named Mark, whom he stole from a parked pet store truck.

Pastime: Reading good books by the campfire

Breakfast: White chocolate protein bars

Personality: Ambivert.

Songs:

I'm Alive - Shinedown

Hayloft - Mother Mother

I'm Just A Kid - Simple Plan

Washing Machine Heart - Mitski

Welcome to the black parade! - My Chemical Romance

Amy Millihan

Favorites:

Color: Pastel, especially pastel yellow

Season: Winter

Shoe Choice: Purple sneakers with star patches

Weapon: Baseball bat

Food: Fried chicken wings with barbecue sauce

Drink: Soda

Style: Simple long-sleeved shirts usually under a T-shirt with a fun pattern, thrift shop pants and a backpack

Mode of Transportation: Her creaky old pastel yellow bike

Animal: Both cats and dogs!

Pastime: Watching movies to fall asleep or to have a movie night, when Dylan has the time.

Breakfast: Waffles with chocolate

Personality: Mild extrovert, wary extrovert lol

Songs:

Butterfly Fly Away - Miley Cyrus

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - Cindy Lauper

Here's to Never Growing Up - Avril Lavigne

One Call Away - Charlie Puth

Fox On The Run - Sweet

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[deckerroosevelt]

Chapter 9, part 3

   We spent the day together just hanging out and talking. We looked through Ambeth’s book (or she did and we listened) and dug up some nasty secrets of celebrities. We hadn’t heard of Decker after he left and Treacher had isolated himself to his room. 

   I went to my room around midnight. It wasn’t optimal for my healing progress but I had lost my perception of time. As I was walking in the hallways I heard a thump below. I slid to the staircase quietly to see what was going on. I saw Decker who looked rough. Like he’d been in a fight and his usually flawless suit had dust all over it. His red glasses had a crack on the other side and he looked oddly annoyed. I had never seen him in that kind of state and there were some new scars on his face. Fresh.

   Another person entered the room. It was Neda who also looked like she had seen some things. Her face and other parts of her doll-body had cracks. Her curly hair was messy and she didn’t have her eyes in place. I wanted to go and hug Neda but I didn’t think she would have appreciated it in that state. They both needed to rest for a while I assumed and went to my room.

   I went to sleep with a good feeling. Neda was safe, Decker was safe, I had a good day and I was healing. Carlton’s case was closed– 

   Just then I realised I didn’t know what exactly happened. I had forgotten to ask or even think about the situation. Did he die? Why was he in the state he was? Is he still out there?

   My mind brought me back to the moment. The stuffy, thick air and the rotten and mouldy smell. Blood flooding in my ears, pain all over my body, painful cracks of my bones and that thump I heard before all went black. And the victorious fear in Treacher’s eyes. The writing on his skin. How did he follow me and what was the thing with the texts? 

   I thought I would sleep well tonight but I didn’t. My mind kept wandering and asking questions. At one point I had to get up and write them down.

  “Things I need answers to:

How did Treacher remember me outside?

What happened to Carlton and Avery?

How did Carlton become so weak and why?

What happened to Neda?”