#prompt: this is spooky. really

[thescrapwitch]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elrond Peredhel & Elros Tar-Minyatur & Maglor Characters: Maglor (Tolkien), Elrond Peredhel, Elros Tar-Minyatur Additional Tags: Horror, Kidnap Dads, kidnap fam, fairy tale inspired horror Summary:

Separated from Maedhros and the rest of their forces during a storm, Maglor and the twins take shelter in a strange house run by an old woman. But, as warm as everything may first appear, something sinister lurks beneath the floorboards. Something hungry.

Good thing Maglor has experience being a monster.

@tolkienhorrorweek

[letswonderspirit]

I made this for class, I might clean these up someday to make stickers!

[duckzz]

girls just want to have fun or something (1/31)

[clustercraft]

🎃🍂✨… this pumpkin fairy has been cooking up something very special in her little garden cottage… the prompt list for bella’s buildtober 2023!

🍂 rules: there are none! follow along, do as many or as few prompts as you like, switch them around, just have fun with it! I want this to be as low stakes as possible for anyone who wants to participate :o)

💀 be sure to tag me/use the tag “bella’s buildtober 2023” if you do end up completing a prompt so i can see all of your lovely creations!! happy hauntings :D 🎃🦇🍂

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[piskelo10]

Sinist-Tober, My Own October Art Challenge!

I appreciate credit, just don't claim it as your own is all I ask! Tagging or mentioning me, or including the prompt sheet with your post is fine. ^^

I would LOVE to see your artworks if anyone decides to do mine so tag or dm me if you want and I might even reblog some of my favs :^)

Use the hashtag #Sinistober 2023

Sorry this came so late, it was sort of a last minute idea

[ingo-ingoing-ingone]

October Update!

Hey everyone!

I know october is happening tomorrow, and I also know that people are gonna be drawing some art for the spooky season, including some horror type art. Both Goretober and Whumptober will be running this month so! Lots of angst and horror stuff from that alone.

I'll be reblogging some of it, so below are some tags to block if you don't wanna see!

tw blood, tw injury, tw horror, tw gore, tw death, and tw medical are all tags I can see myself using. There may be more specific ones too (such as tw mind control, or tw nonhuman for like. werewolf or vampire stuff!) The tw is there so I remember it's a WARNING for what may be present! If you think more tags are needed on a particular post or reblog, please feel free to ask me to add them! I will, of course, be using my standard angst tags as well for everything.

I just wanted to give a heads up. I myself am dropping a ghostly oneshot tomorrow :) I hope those of us that enjoy spooky and horror type works enjoy the month. And for those who don't I hope all of the tagging works and you ALSO enjoy the month! :D

[whiskeysmulti]

This Is Spooky. Really?

Fandom: KHR Word Count: 1,085 Prompt: This is spooky. Really? Characters: Gokudera and Lambo Event Host: @flufftober

"You are such a wuss! There is no way this is spooky!" Gokudera turned to Lambo like he was stupid. Though deep down he understood he needed to practice just a tad bit more patience with the younger child, he still didn't understand how the Lightning guardian was scared right now.

However, scary for a kid no older than five and scary for a teenager almost fifteen were two different definitions. Lambo was young and liked candy and playing games. Gokudera was older and had been through enough he knew life on the streets was scarier than any monster movie he could ever watch. In fact monsters and cryptid creatures fascinated him immensely so when Halloween came around and people put up decorations like these, he never understood why Lambo got so afraid. None of them were scary, in fact the majority of them were so poorly made you could tell they were all fake.

"Ah, Gokudera is so mean! Lambo isn't going to that house!" The child began shaking.

Gokudera didn't understand how he got stuck with taking the stupid cow trick or treating, but here they were walking around door to door so Lambo could get candy while the girls took I-pin and now they'd run into a dilemma. Lambo greatly wanted more candy but the decorations of the next house scared him as they seemed a bit too realistic for a child his age.

And now just as brothers do, the Lightning and Storm who were said to be as close as brothers in the Vongola were having an argument as they walked around.

"You call that spooky?" Gokudera asked, slightly irritated at the child's foolish fear of what was clearly a plastic lawn decoration.

"Aho-dera is so mean!" Lambo cried out. He couldn't help it, the plastic figure of a fake werewolf on the porch of the next house scared the life out of him. To a teenager it was just a stupid decoration, but to a little kid, these things very easily could be scary when you were too young to understand that these kinds of creatures were fake, monsters were just made up for Halloween and horror fans around the world.

Every nation had their own version of monsters and legends, and most of these were commonly spread to simply frighten children into behaving, like the boogie man, mommotti, la llorona, baba yaga, el cucuy, namahage, and krampus. All of these creatures had one thing in common, they were all from popular myths made up to keep children in line. As a cryptid fanatic, Gokudera already understood each one of these was simply a legend and tale of another culture, but to a kid around Lambo's age, the target age these tales were aimed at, they were terrifying monsters that he never wanted to run into or hear about again.

"What? Ahoshi! why am I so mean? I'm telling you these are fake, there's nothing to be afraid of!" Gokudera walked over to one of the plastic statues and knocked on it. "See, it's fake. There's absolutely nothing to be scared of. Now do you want to trick-or-treat or not?" If there was one thing Gokudera had very little of regarding the young lightning guardian, it was patience. However, his luck was about to get a little better when he recognized a very panicked scream.

"Juudaime?" Gokudera paused as Lambo had crawled up his back and nestled into his hair and was now sleeping.

"Hieee!" Yup that yell was recognizable anywhere. Something had indeed just scared the living hell out of Tsuna. But what? That was the question Gokudera had now.

"What's wrong?" Gokudera tried to ask but was met with no answer as Tsuna brushed right past him, tears in his eyes and no time to explain.

However, it made more sense when he saw their Cloud chasing after him at full speed, looking like his sleep had been disturbed once again and even Gokudera knew that was a crime punishable by being bitten to death. Even he wasn't brave enough to wake Hibari like that.

"Maa maa, Hibari, calm down." Yamamoto joined the frenzy, chasing after both of them and laughing, trying to deescalate the situation and prevent an actual fight from breaking out.

Not only was Gokudera stuck taking Lambo trick or treating, but now he had to deal with Yamamoto? His night couldn't get any worse now.

"Hahi! Lambo-chan, are you alright?" Never mind, he spoke too soon. Haru had shown up just to raise his blood pressure more. But it wasn't just Haru's presence that sent his blood pressure through the roof this time. It wasn't until Lambo started crying and pointing directly at him that Gokudera got mad. He had done nothing to the child this time, but when he heard what Lambo shouted, it pissed him off.

"Ozena!" The stinking octopus….

"Why you little…" Gokudera went to strangle Lambo when he realized that was a jab at him alone. Until the child once again started crying and pointing at something he saw.

"Gata Carogna!" Lambo shouted right in Gokudera's ear causing the Storm to turn.

He glanced around and saw it too, so he understood the child's fear, but the red eyes peering around the corner of the next house were not of the large demonic red cat from folklore that would peer at children and steal their souls. It was in fact something even worse to Gokudera as he recognized that familiar, "Nya!" And knew exactly which cat this was.

Gokudera had been so preoccupied with trying to take Lambo trick or treating and getting him over his fear of the decorations, that he'd actually failed to get the child the precious candy he wanted, while he was trying desperately to calm the pint sized guardian down, Uri had run off with the candy bucket and grabbed what she could from the houses that simply left the bowl on the porch unattended. She may have had small paws but they were just enough to scoop out some candy so Lambo at least got something.

Overall Halloween was a success even with chaotic guardians and a very scared child, Gokudera could finally rest and Lambo got enough candy to last him the rest of the year if he didn't eat it all at once. All thanks to a cat with scary red eyes who wasn't afraid to knock a whole candy bowl into the small child's trick or treat bucket for him.

[poetryorchard]

🦇 Sprites of the Orchard! Nashira here with a spooky new set of prompts~

🎃 All month long, we'll be running themed workshops as well as an open mic for you to share your spooky poems!

🧡 Tag @poetryorchard + #PoemsThatGoBump and we'll share your work :)

[confusedgoblin]

I have been SO excited to start posting for this

Noghtmarch day 1!! Rot1

:3

[cashmerecrow]

Day 6: Lantern

"𝔐𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔶" (redraw from October 2021)

[mushroom-through-the-stargate]

in case our fics ever look a little too similar - it's because we share a brain and build off each other's fics. our dms look something like this.

[ventebleck]

INKTOBER DAY 3: PATH

Running in the cold autumn, my lungs hurt, and my bones ache. I felt the contrast between the coldness of my surroundings hitting my body, with the hot blood of my wounds. I didn't know if I was going to survive, but I wanted to.

I wanted to live.

I could still hear the yelling. I could smell the fire. I could taste the desperation in the voice of the victims, begging to their captors, knowing damn well they were just wasting their breath.

I tried to fight, I tried to protect my people, but it was in vain. I was not strong enough, not fast enough, not brave enough. So I ran.

I knew I was being followed. I knew I did not have much time. My legs were falling me, and sooner or later I would stop, and they would catch me.

I was slower, I was weaker. I needed to think of something.

With the few forces that were left on my body, I sprinted as fast as I could until I found a small river. I jumped across, and kept on running onto the thick forest in front of me.

I lost all my energy quickly after that, and I collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. I expected the barbarians to find me, to hear their weapons, and to feel the cold steel on my skin.

But that never came. As I laid there on the forest ground, trying my best to get my breathing under control, I saw that I was alone. Around me only trees gave me company, and the only sound I could hear was the sound of wind through their leaves.

When I finally got up, I examined my surroundings with more detail. I realised then that the trees surrounded me in a circle—I couldn't see where I came from. The river was not far away, and yet I could not see it or even hear it anymore.

Then I took a step forward, and I froze in fear. When I walked, the trees in front of me disappeared, and new ones appeared behind me, maintaining my body in a perfect circle of vegetation.

I didn't understand what was happening. Was I dead? Was I in purgatory? Did I hit my head when I collapsed on the ground, and I was dreaming all of this?

Even though the space around me before the trees prevented me from seeing further away was fairly large, I started to panic. I felt trapped, confined in a green enclosure.

My adrenaline kicking in, I started running once again. I was changing directions irrationally, feeling like I was going insane.

“Please!” I begged, looking up at the blue sky, “Let me out of here! Anyone!”

I fell on my knees, desperation creeping in. What was better, to die from a gunshot or via starvation? At least the first option was faster, right?

Tears were falling down my cheeks. I felt bleak, desolate, depressed…

Until I wasn't any more. I was still crying, but I felt the sadness stuck in my throat, without being able to express it. My mind was calm, fully alert on my surroundings; It felt like I was forced to feel at peace, not able to express anything else.

What the hell was going on?

The trees in front of me began disappearing, creating a small trail. I got up, the tears still flowing, unable to stop myself as I move forward.  As I walked, slowly this time, I could see how the grass began slowly fading into a stone road, that I didn't notice before.

With my mind calm, I could even see faces in the trees. Faces hidden, and not entirely human, but something told me that it was okay, that they were just curious; and against my better judgement, I moved forward.

I don't know for how long I followed that path. I just know that at what point, my tears dried, and this weird, unfamiliar peacefulness faded slowly, until my own calmness took control. It was also dark—I could already see stars and the occasional peek of the moon through the clouds.

During that time, those faces got closer a couple of times, empowered by my compliance, and then I could tell that they were everything but human. Four long limbs, and an even longer body. A smile that never left their face. Long, white hair and big, yellow eyes that, sometimes, were the only thing you could see between the trees.

I believed that they could sense my feelings. When they got closer the first time, not even the powerful feelings of composure could subdue my growing fear, and once I started being afraid, they disappeared, like they weren't there in the first place. Maybe that's why I couldn't see them before.

After a couple more tries, I was calm enough for them to finally get closer. They just looked at me, like they had never seen a human being before. Then, they got back to look at me from the trees once again, their eyes never leaving my side.

I arrived at what it seemed like the end of the path. It just abruptly stopped, and grass continued on like nothing. I felt confused for a moment. Perhaps I should've gone the other way around instead?

Before I could turn the other way, one of those… creatures, got closer. It was bigger, slowly walking towards me, almost slithering. Their limbs reminding me of the hind legs of horses, but without their hooves—It just stopped at one point, like four stump legs.

Once the creature was in front of me, they got their neck down to look into my eyes. Their smile was bigger, with more teeth than the other ones, and I smiled too, feeling more awkward than scared.

When I did that, the creature's smile got even bigger, but this time it felt genuine. The creature then turned around, and started to leave. I noticed how the trees didn't mysteriously move any more. Whatever strange occurrence was happening before no longer applied.

I thought about going back to my village, or whatever was left of it, but I knew that there was nothing or no one left for me there. In the best case scenario, I would find empty streets, and I would have to rebuild the town alone—in the worst case scenario, the barbarians would still be there, and I would be killed on the spot.

The big creature was still moving, all the other ones following it, finally not looking at me. I knew then that they were trying to get me there—that they were guiding me, but to what?

I looked at the ground. The stone path stopped, and in the grass now you could see the stomprints of the creature.

I looked ahead, and I followed them.

[dragonsong27]

For the month of october I have decided I will be participating in a challenge called october. Here is the prompt list:

Reblog if you will also be participating in October

[jinx25yt]

Very late with posting the moment drawing prompts sorry got busy with college stuff

I’ll probably post week worth of promos in one go instead of one a day drawings under cut- not a lot for gore on day 7-8 just more creepy(?)