#spooky bitches

[the-littlest-of-all-bitches]

I can’t believe it’s already Christmas time for alt-queer people 👻 🎃

[roricomics]

Decided to do a little fanart, as a treat ;) And what was on my mind? Only my favorite group of hungry girls >:)

YellowJackets96

[separatist-apologist]

rhys puts the men in menace and i love him for it. go ahead sweetie, make your love for feyre everyone's problem 🥰

These seamen can't be like, normal and unferal for even one minute. Imagine NOT giving your future wife nightmares before you marry her? Eris & Rhys CANNOT relate.

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“Do you know what I think?” he whispered, rooting her to place among the ruined wing of the estate. Feye was held captive by his gaze, as though he’d wrapped a string about her neck whose very presence bound them in some deep, interlocking way. “I think you jumped to escape your marriage.”

She shook her head, but he knew what a liar she was. “I didn’t,” she whispered.

“No,” he conceded, some soft breath of air escaping him. “An accident, then.”

Feyre was trembling when he looked away, releasing her from whatever spell he’d wound. She almost collapsed to the ground abandoning her plan to ask him for help. Feyre turned her back to him, though it made the hair on her neck stand upwards. She paced to the door, halting when she touched the cool, silver handle.

“Were there tattoos on your chest?” she asked, blinking at the memory of him without a shirt…of a creeping, violet black tentacle caressing her cheek. “Did you—”

Feyre looked over her shoulder, but Rhys was gone.

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[graeyscalee]

happy halloween spooky bitches🕸️🖤

may your day be a perfect horror filled day

[capnsupernova]

Just put me in a thrift store and let some spooky bitch who likes haunted shit take me home

[spookysalem13]

[a-hearts-a-heavy-burden]

Okay but where my SpooPy Bitches at?!

Are y'all ready to be properly SCARED this Halloween?!

[beforethepoison]

bitch, spooky season for me is EVERY season

justin stewart

[opheliadae]

I enjoy romantic walks around the local cemetery

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[theghooligan]

daemon and all the ghosts of harrenhall living it up every night:

[ruebird]

dainsleif

[roricomics]

Hey! If you like yellowjackets, and are now patiently waiting, you just might dig my comic Beavers. Head on over to my itch.io and give it a try?

[captainjonnitkessler]

Just deleted the ask I was trying to respond to, but re: "skeptics always die in horror movies" - I have mixed feelings on that trope!

On the one hand I think it sets the tone and helps the audience suspend their disbelief - people are always complaining about horror movie characters being idiots, so this can be a way to be like "see? We DID consider rational explanations, and then someone immediately got murdered very supernaturally, so stop asking questions and accept the premise."

On the other hand, I think it definitely contributes to the idea that skeptics are close-minded killjoys who are too stubborn to accept reality, which is a very common and incredibly annoying mindset. Shane Madej did not spend the last eight years marching into haunted houses and loudly demanding that the demons inside kill him for me to still be hearing shit about how "if you don't take the supernatural seriously you will Attract Evil Energies And Die".

[nightmarereverie]

[the-grimm-writer]

Imagine getting split up in a haunted house with your friends. It starts off with the typical jumpscares as the actors do their job well.

You're wondering down a smoke filled hall full of flashing led lights. Fake blood is smeared on the walls and cobwebs are on the ceiling. You're still giggling from the way your friend shrieked the moment you all stepped in.

Looking around, you shuddered a little bit as you walked past a guy in clown makeup lying on the floor with a slash across his chest, blood pouring around him. Practical effects are getting so realistic these days, you thought to yourself.

You're so distracted as cheesy horror music still plays in the background that you don't notice a tall figure standing there until you run into them.

Tilting your head back, your eyes go wide as you see a man in a mask towering over you.

"Sorry." You smiled awkwardly as you took a step back to get away, and you see he's wearing black jeans, a white wife beater splattered in red, and holding on to what (you hope) is a fake axe. He easily towers over you.

The man stays silent, making the atmosphere feel more tense. He's tall and muscular, and you can only see his eyes peaking down at you from underneath the mask. He definitely fit the role of a haunt actor.

"Wow." You laughed nervously as you stepped to the side. "You're like, really in character, huh?"

The man stays silent as he turns and watches you rush past him, and you swear you can hear him chuckle as you turn the corner.

Chills ran down your spine as you started to wander around, feeling like someone was watching you, but every time you turned around to check, nobody was there. Frustration started to build up as you hut nothing but dead ends.

Sure, it was fun at first, with the occasional jumpscare popping out at you that would make flinch, then laugh at yourself for letting it get to you. But your phone had no reception and you were losing track of time.

This was getting ridiculous, you thought to yourself as you looked around for someone to ask for help to get out of there. You hoped your friends were having a better time than you were.

Once you reached the next dead end, you nearly screamed in frustration, ready to yank your hair out until you saw the same masked man from the corner of your eye.

"Okay." You sighed as you walked over to him. "Haha, you got me. Can you please help me get out of here now?"

The man stays silent, but his eyes are trained on you as he lowers his head to look down at you.

You rolled your eyes as he stayed in character, watching the blood drip off of the axe he was casually holding onto.

It wasn't until you got closer to him that the heavy metallic scent hit you. A chill ran down your spine, true terror running through your veins as you looked down at his weapon, noticing how sharp it really was. A real weapon, not allowed in haunts like this one.

Suddenly, the fun little jumpscares weren't so fun anymore. This man wasn't a haunt actor at all.

Your face paled as you remembered the dead clown that you'd passed by earlier. The actor that would've been the one to scare you a few times before helping you reunite with your friends at the exit. But he was really dead.

And now you were stuck here with him. An actual killer.

As if reading your thoughts, he grabbed your chin and pulled you against him. You were shaking as he leaned down, lowering his head to whisper in your ear.

"Run." He growled lowly before letting go of your chin and stepping back.

You didn't have to be told twice, immediately running away from him.

Suddenly, the smoke felt too heavy, the music was too loud, the deep red led lights that filled the rooms only added to your terror, and the animatronics they had to jump out at you only made you more overwhelmed.

You were nearly ready to cry as you turned around and saw the masked man casually walking towards you in typical horror movie slasher style.

Then you heard the sound of distant laughter. It sounded like your friends chatting with each other.

A wave of hope went through you as you ran over to the wall and started banging against it, screaming at the top of your lungs.

"Help!" You yelled out as loud as you could as you slapped your hands against the walls. "Please, help! He-"

You shrieked as a hand suddenly grabbed ahold of your hair and pushed you onto the cold ground.

The masked man throws his axe to the side as he climbs on top of you, making you look into his eyes.

He laughs wickedly, pressing himself against you as he tightens his grip on your hair. You screamed and cried, trying to push him off you as you feel his hard on rub against your thigh, cock straining against his jeans.

"Scream all you want." He grinned as he pulled his mask up, feeling his breath fanning against your lips. "Everyone will think it's all part of the show."

[spookysalem13]