#shepherdstown

[unteriors]

Meander Way, Shepherdstown, West Virginia.

[odyooles]

here's to the weird kids <3

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

nate and onji are so funny. t4t but platonically. with the help of their italian training to be a nun friend (who pretended to be a boy at a horse riding camp for like two years in a row because she was nervous and helped her boyfriend have a bisexual awakening) onji has nate's boobs now. they fight demons. nate uses dinosaur blood to do so. onji just has a giant porcelain art mannequin which reflects someone she is not whenever she looks at it too hard. bro they are teens /ref

[johnjhalseth]

The 2024 Solor Eclipse in Shepherdstown WV. 90% max coverage.

[razorsadness]

Shepherdstown, WV // January 2002

[e-c-ahc]

What would i be without my friends

Thank you Max, Ryder, Heather, Sam, Max, Eli, and Matthew.

Even thou gh you all are split up between 3 groups you are all still connected through me.

And thank you to Shepherdstown for harboring my greatest memories. When I die i want to be buried there. No other place feels the same. Enchanting and nostalgic, Shepherdstown will always be my favorite town.

Thank you skateboarding. If it wasn’t for you i don’t know what I would be doing right now. Everything I have learned is a facet from skating.

Thank you to The Lazarus Plot, emo music, skramz, and punk rock.

I love every one of you who happens to see this tumblr post. I woke up from a bad night of endless swiping, and felt like I had to focus on what i have in the real world versus what I don’t have.

[almackey]

Civil War Institute at Gettysburg College Day Four

Photo by Al Mackey Today was a day of battlefield tours. I was on “The Citizens’ War: Sharpsburg and Shepherdstown During the 1862 Maryland Campaign” with Professor Jim Broomall of Shepherd University. We began with some classroom time discussing the effects of war on the civilian population and what the civilians of Shepherdstown and Sharpsburg had to deal with during the battle of Antietam and…

[nugothrhythms]

"Witch Doctor" by Shepherdstown, West Virginia-based lo-fi dark post-punk act Moarte off of their 2019 EP New Songs for the Death Generation

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

i love ghost shows because they definitely could be complete bullshit but the show will go “oh no all our lights went out” and im like “oh shit their lights!”

[slippinmickeys]

A prompt, formally. Shepherdstown WV.

Mulder pulled the car into the gravel lot and cut the engine. In front of them was a long wood building, painted a light blue. Over the entrance was an olde-tymey sign that said “O’Hurley’s General Store,” and on every conceivable surface on the rest of the building, it listed its wares: Glassware, Hardware, Furniture, Yard Goods. Hats, Music, Dolls. Housewares, Toys. Guns, Knives, Tools.

Scully threw him a skeptical look. “Did you…forget to pack something?” she asked.

Mulder put his seat back and settled in. “No,” he said. “We’re here on surveillance.”

Scully balked. “Surveillance?”

Mulder nodded. “I think our suspect shops here.”

“I wasn’t aware we had a suspect.”

Mulder turned to her. “We talked about this. The witch.”

“You’re right, Mulder, we did talk about this.” Scully could hear the whining in her own voice and did her best to level it. “Just because there was a pentagram found near the body doesn’t mean it was a ritual sacrifice. I explained this to the Sheriff as well.”

“It wasn’t just the pentagram, Scully. There was salt on the scene. Incense. All items used in ritual consecration practices.”

“t was the kitchen of a college student, Mulder. Salt and incense are pretty much par for the course.”

“Your autopsy showed he was killed with a sharp knife, ‘likely with a curved blade,’” he invoked a line directly from her report.

“…and that means witch?”

Mulder smiled at her. “The boline is a white-handled, curved, ritual knife, used mainly for the cutting of herbs and inscribing candles.”

Scully leaned back begrudgingly in her own seat. He wasn’t going to let this go.

“Fine. Our suspect is a witch. Why would he or she be shopping here?”

Mulder reached in his pocket and pulled out a folded up flier for the store they were parked in front of. Scully pursued the list.

“Cast iron,” she read off. “Enamelware. Dinner bells.”

Mulder nodded enthusiastically. “Candles,” he said. “Coffins. Frogs.” He pointed at the words painted on the side of the building. “Plus dolls. Dry goods. Knives.”

Scully turned to look at him.

“One stop shop for your modern day witch,” he said with a smile.

Scully looked back down at the advertisement, feeling her irritation give way to bemusement. “Who in the world drops into a general store to pick up a steam engine?” she said.

“Probably the same person who goes in for an anvil.”

She graced him with a grin.

“They sell ‘notions?’” She had to admit to being at least a little bit charmed.

Mulder bent his head to peer through the windshield at the store. “I really want to go in.”

Scully unbuckled her seatbelt. “So let’s go in.”

His eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Open your door before I change my mind.”

Mulder whipped off his own seatbelt and was out the door before Scully had a chance to button her coat.

She followed him up the gravel walkway, the stones crunching crisply under their feet. “I’ll bet you twenty bucks it smells weird in there,” she said.

“There’s no way I take that bet,” he replied, smiling. He trotted up the steps and held open the door for her and she shuffled in and turned to him, tapping her nose. His smile grew wider.

Scully then paused, five steps in, taken aback by the sight before her.

“Jesus,” she said. “I’ve never seen so much crap in one place.”

”Isn’t it great?” Mulder beamed.

A saleswoman appeared from behind a behemoth stack of crockery.

“Can I help you find anything?” she asked.

Mulder looked poised to say something she would probably wish he wouldn’t, so she decided to carry the mantle herself.

“Any chance you have a cauldron?” Scully asked.

“Absolutely!” The woman said brightly.

“How about a besome? A censer? An Athame?”

The saleswoman smiled. “Right this way,” she said, turning to make her way around several large barrels filled with wax-wrapped salt water taffy.

When Scully turned to see if Mulder was following her, she found him glued to the spot, his mouth agape.

“Scully?”

“Yeah?” she asked, more than a little pleased with herself.

“If they sell engagement rings, I’m buying you one.”

[chacharealsmooth07]

Using this art to promote my fic on Ao3! This will be a scene in a later chapter when Edwin has a nightmare!!

Here is the summary:

Niko is back, Monty is a member of the team, and the night nurse is organizing cases for the agency. They get called back to the states to deal with yet another witch who's terrorizing Shepherdstown Virginia. Early on a strange thing happens, potions that are meant to protect the team end up turning the three ghosts and the familiar into living humans, for their entire stay in Virginia, a whole week. While some are more excited than others, they all struggle to shed their dead habits, and must learn to work as they are if they want to go back to normal... Well, their normal.

All the while Charles and Edwin have to grapple with the new intensity of emotions when alive, and Crystal and Niko make some discoveries of their own. With the pressure of saving a town and returning to their normalcy, will they be able to figure out the internal issues, or will they learn nothing and go back to the struggles as they left them?

And the link:

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/wor

[unteriors]

Meander Way, Shepherdstown, West Virginia.

[odyooles]

do you remember what you're meant to repent for?

[littlepawz]

A bald eagle in Shepherdstown, West Virginia, is proving just how far moms will go to keep their babies safe. Even being buried up to her head in the snow won’t stop this eagle mom, known as Bella, from keeping her eggs warm. Bella and her mate, Smitty, have returned to their nest 100 feet up in a large sycamore tree near the Potomac River every year since 2011 to raise their chicks.

[rosethornewrites]

Mom and I are into, but very picky about, paranormal shows. Mostly we don’t like provocation, re-enactments, or drama. So we don’t really care for Ghost Hunters and some of the other series. There are certain people we generally follow. Our favorite is The Dead Files, so we’re more into shows that are about helping. I admit I also enjoy shaking my head at the antics of people like Jack Osbourne, who does rather unwise things on his excursions.

We’ve watched Ghosts of Shepherdstown and its sequels, Ghost Town Terror, Holzer Files, Ghost Brothers, Help! My House is Haunted, 28 Days Haunted, Psychic Kids, Haunting in the Heartland, The Yorkshire Exorcist, and The Secret of Skinwalker Ranch. As well as a variety of others. Anything with Sarah Lemos or Cindy Kaza, too.

I don’t claim to be a connoisseur, and I’d rather not get into my own beliefs on the spiritual and paranormal, but I will say I have experienced it more than once in my life, enough to learn not to fuck with it and to keep myself closed.

Just found a new show, Living for the Dead, that features five queer ghost hunters whose focus is understanding the nature of a haunting and trying to help those impacted by it as well as the spirits themselves.

Also, it’s produced by the same folks as Queer Eye.

We just watched the first episode and I like how the group gels and also how there’s an exploration of queer issues, and through that lens looking at spirits as potentially misunderstood rather than malevolent. There’s an element of found family and seeking understanding.

Note: Their first episode is at a clown motel and museum.

[e-c-ahc]

best darn dog