#office horror

[businessmemes]

report all bloody workstations to your office fluids supervisor

[leadingmusetta]

If I made a zine or something of office horror would anyone be interested in reading

[virusvisal]

So... It´s time to start promoting my newest comic! The Swarm It will be available as a digital purchase at the shortbox comics fair in october.

https://shortboxcomicsfair.com

"Something terrible happened to Gaby at the office and she doesn't know how to deal with it, she is so powerless... Or so she thought until watching a swarm of locusts. Together we can destroy anything!."

[rbtbc]

8/14/2023: This is my first workplace horror and I have thoughts. Review coming soon, but I'd like to say this now: This book felt like I worked there and those consultants were on something else. I was ready to quit and wondered why most characters didn't (lol).

8/19/2023: It’s been a couple days since I’ve finished this book and I’m still not sure what to say about it. I guess what I said before is all.

#audiobook #bookstagram #bentleylittle #theconsultant #officehorror #satiricalcomedy #bookblurb

[strangerpeace]

Steadily, the office magazines arrive in each delivery. Honey Baked Ham. Koeze. Northern Advantage Tool & Die. Best’s Review.

Steadily, the pages within them change:

RICH TASTE AND AUTHENTIC TEXTURE

ARTISANAL, ALL-NATURAL PEANUT BUTTER

“Their protein shimmers like precious glass. There is a floor between the basement and the ground. Your footsteps echo up there.”

Steadily, the magazines are thrown into the shredding bin, a problem for Iron Mountain, a problem for someone else.

Tomorrow is relentless in its arrival.

The day and hour come.

Steadily, the office magazines arrive in each delivery. Best Practices. Essence. Midwest Insurance Monthly.

Steadily, the pages within them change:

Thomas Prunek, Warehouse Manager of Thebes Security, says “We chose the semi-automated mechanism to ensnare your eyes with our language poison. Each infected letter increases the yield and profit of this new ataraxic quarter. There is a floor between the basement and the ground.”

Steadily, the magazines are thrown into the shredding bin, a problem for Iron Mountain, a problem for someone else.

Tomorrow is relentless in its arrival.

The day and hour come.

Steadily, the office magazines are torn and made into a path leading into the elevator.

Steadily, their covers are cut into a mosaic that makes a new panel within that groaning death-box.

Steadily, your finger presses the new button.

And when the door opens, all steadiness vanishes as you see the floor between the basement and the ground.

with

specialization comes

rEsPOnnsibility

it says as all language falls apart and the shadows consume what’s left

[endless-nightshift]

Showing my mother (an IT specialist) the Magnus protocol and watching the look of horror form on her face when she hears "Windows NT 4.0" and "bedrock that the whole system is based on, and it’s been at least fifteen years since anyone actually knew how it worked."

Laughing my ass off and saying "that's not even the horror part of the podcast"

Only to be met with "yes it is"

[hinamie]

itakugi sillies fr the soul

[anim-ttrpgs]

(Exerpt from Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy.)

[starry-bi-sky]

do yall ever think about bruce/batman!clone danny standing in front of his bathroom mirror after finding out he was a clone and silently tracing his face. The slope of his jaw and point of his chin. The high angle of his cheekbones and the shape of his eyes, the curve of his brow bones and the shape of his nose. The volume of his hair and the way it curls and gets fluffy when it gets too long.

His hair is black the same way a crow's wing is black. His dad's hair is black the same way a black bear's fur is black. His dad's eyes are blue like the ocean is blue. Danny's eyes are blue the same way a glacier is blue.

His dad has a square jaw and straight flat hair, and he tans and gets a face full of freckles when he's out in the sun for too long. Danny burns like a lobster and his face remains untouched. Danny has a sharp jaw and tall cheekbones, and Sam says when he's not smiling there's almost something regal about him. You would never call Jack Fenton "regal" when he's not smiling.

Sam says when he's not smiling he looks scary the same way a stone statue is. Jack Fenton when he's not smiling looks scary the same way that german shepherd staring at you across the street is.

Do you ever think he grew up wondering if he was adopted. Because of course, he has black hair and blue eyes like his dad. But having the same color doesn't make you someone's child.

Or, worse, things he's heard from the other kids and the other parents and even some of his teachers growing up; that he was the product of an affair. And that his dad was just too stupid to notice. And Danny would defend his parents until the day he died, because Jack Fenton wasn't an idiot and Maddie Fenton wasn't a cheater.

But doubt comes in with fickle tongue. his parents swear up and down that he is their child when he asks about either. That Danny just had his grandparents' features, but he was their son and they loved him.

But Danny doesn't look like either of his parents. His mom's eyes are blue like an aquamarine and Jazz's too. And they burn like lobsters in the sun too, but Jazz gets freckles on her face and so does Maddie. And as Danny grows up he doesn't bulk up or get stocky like his dad did, and when he hits puberty he doesn't shoot up like a tree like Jack Fenton did.

He stays small, and they say he's a late bloomer (and he is), or that he just has his mom's height. But he's fast and has good stamina, and some days it feels like he's built entirely different from his family. That the things they went through growing up just didn't apply to him. Jack and Maddie Fenton both had acne and breakouts when they hit puberty, and Jazz inherits it and he's seen the amount of skincare products she keeps on her side of the bathroom.

And then he hits puberty and breaks out maybe once or twice, but his skin stays clear for the most part and the problems and changes his dad went through just don't happen to him.

And the truth is worse than all of the lies.

How horrifying.

[blackkatdraws2]

They like to visit their favorite human every once and a while. [Original Characters]

The building is haunted, but the ghosts get attached to the workers [specifically the older ones who work there.]

The new workers are afraid of encountering them [most probably don't even know they exist and think it's just a rumor] while the older workers are used to them.

They're especially fond of this one guy in particular. He's been working here for 30+ years. They treat him like your indoor cat and he leans into their affection because he's a lonely starved old man who everyone sees as strict and indifferent.

[Note: This affection only extends to the older workers of the haunted building. (New workers have been reported fainting around their presence.) Others will not be treated as nicely. Please keep your distance and notify guards during an encounter.]

[gossamerorigins]

Everyone is talking about Sumin and how interesting she is as a villain because she's different but... Min-hwan is legit terrifying because he's so ordinary. Men like him are everywhere: entitled, resentful, misogynist, explosively angry - but capable of appearing normal, and even charming, in the workplace and in other areas of their lives.

Yu-ra is not scary because she's so over the top. Nobody expects that their lives will include an unhinged chaebol heiress plotting murder-by-white-truck and then personally lighting the fire to remove witnesses.

Min-hwan? He's petty and common, and every one of us knows a petty and common man, and every one of us knows a woman who's been hurt by one.

[virusvisal]

Shortbox's Comics Fair launched yesterdar and I'm very excited that one of my comics is part of the lineup!!! Please check it out and tell me what you think if you do u//u.

The Swarm

CW: Harassment, mention of sexual assault, violence.

Something terrible happened to Gaby at the office and she doesn't know how to deal with it, she is so powerless... Or so she thought until watching a swarm of locusts, when there are many others like you it doesn't matter if you are small and unimportant, together you can destroy anything!.

[catermeow]

The DHP office is so… liminal. Misplaced. Hidden away from sight, a building and parking lot one might expect to see in a major city instead located in the middle of a forest, no roads in or out. There is no way in. If you force entry, you are greeted by a vast empty room, the only furniture a receptionist desk and filing cabinets in the center of the room. There is a single light hanging above it. 

There is a man standing behind the desk. There is no one else there. You approach, and inquire about… something. The words don’t feel like your own. The man smiles, an average customer service smile, but there seems to be some tinge of malice behind it. He explains the forms that need to be filled out, the paperwork that needs to be signed- this is such a long process, you know. 

The light seems to be getting dimmer. You look up, and it has begun corroding, decaying as you stand there watching. Some of the words the man says don’t make sense- you’d think they were gibberish, but something about this place is off, and you don’t trust yourself right now. You ask what he means. He says he’ll have to put you on hold for a moment, and music begins to play. You feel almost rooted in place. The man stares at you silently. The light gets dimmer. You can’t move. The music, pleasant at first, begins to grate. Finally, the man leaves, disappearing behind those file cabinets. You still can’t move. It feels like an eternity. Moss has started creeping its way up the cabinets. The ceiling is leaking. The floor is eroding. The light gets dimmer. You don’t want to move. 

Something pops, and suddenly the music is gone. The man is back. You can move again. The light is back to normal, no sign of any damage. The room is pristine. The man says something about the paperwork not being quite ready yet, you’ll have to come back later. You aren’t really listening, something in your brain is screaming that something is wrong. You want to leave. You don’t want to come back. Something about the man’s blank eyes seems to look through you, and you get the feeling you won’t have a choice. You thank him. You leave. You want to run, get as far from that place as possible. You walk.

You enter the forest, and turn for a final look at that strange building. There’s nothing there but more forest. Something doesn’t feel right.

[loktauri]

Tma au where nothing is wrong ever and Jon gets to pet as many cats as he likes

[ladzwriting]

Mommy, Deadly: A Short Story

Hi! Last night, I released a short story that originally appeared in Criminally Gay, Volume 1 of the Best Served Cold Zine

It's an office horror about a nonbinary pregnant person navigating the changes both physical and parasocial. It's great if you enjoy:

Office Space

Shadow beings

Queer comeuppance

Pregnancy horror

It's up on Amazon (for $0.99) and itch (for free/tip). You can get the full now on Etsy here.

[dolledbambi]

i have a type i fear