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🏥 Explore an abandoned hospital
The old Charity Hospital makes for an imposing view. It's huge, takes up near a whole block on Tulane, but is so clearly abandoned. It used to be grand before funding slowly whittled down and the government blocked the renovation budget after Katrina to put it towards a whole new project on the other side of the interstate.
They walk through the front door of the old art deco building.
It feels sacred in a way she can't explain to anyone else so she says, "I was born here, you know? I always wondered what was left in here after." She frowns and sniffs, her nose crinkling. "It smells funky. I thought they'd cleaned it up some."
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❝ why can’t halloween be everyday in auradon? ❞ a very simple question for the pumpkin prince, one he seems to ask other students often, but today the question is directed towards his father. october is always a big deal to him, but seeing halloween decorations and candy in stores around auradon starting in early august makes carl one happy zombie-boy-thing. ❝ i’ve never understood why they have to limit it to one day. ❞
@thepxmpkinking because why not?
#thepxmpkinking#⁌☠ ⊰ calling all the monsters ⊱ ☠⁍ ( descendants. )#⁌☠ ⊰ i did what i had to do ⊱ ☠⁍ ( in character. )#( he's jazzed and so am i jack skellington is best character )
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“Tell me more about this town you’re from. It sounds like quite the interesting place.” One that he wouldn’t mind seeing for himself. “Are visitors allowed?” The children would most definitely enjoy exploring a place like that.
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Though she heard footsteps coming from behind, Jack did not look up from the mess of blood and feathers on the table in front of her. “Before you start pointing fingers,” she said, with the air of someone trying very hard not to sigh. “This bird didn’t belong to anyone and died of natural causes. It’s entirely fair game.”
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“Hey, Pumpkin King, can you come here a second? I wanna ask you something.”
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I reached a huge milestone!!! 400 Followers!!! So I guess I should do something? I think I’m gonna do a follow forever? I’m not good at making icons or gifs or anything.
Not gonna make any favorites or anything. Basically I’m just promoting these wonderful people all in one go.
Here we go:
@mentalitynotes @ofstrangevariety @crispydiplomatbonkghost @ofteaandmagic @aspecialprovidence @allresolute @allbravado @sunflowersaesthetics @thepxmpkinking @roxxanandfriendsplace @littledetailsarethemostimportant @cursed-immortals @barewiings
These all of the active/active-ish ones. I have many more but some haven’t been active for like a year or so
#Sarabi Speaks#follow forever#shout out to these amazing muns#love them for me#I'm now gonna roll off into hiding for the rest of the night
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❛ there are some people who are better unknown. ❜
“Are you saying that in the fun way? Like some cryptids should never be found and a mystery forever? Or are you saying that in the warning way like I met someone and I shouldn’t’ve?”
Please Jack, subtext is not her strong suit.
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“If you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything.”
He doesn’t know what to say, what to do. The PUMPKIN KING’S words are kind to him and he is grateful, but Zach just doesn’t know how to express it. He isn’t used to such support from anyone... except Jeremy. Well then, he supposes it makes sense. Although the compassion is appreciated, he can’t seem to believe him. For a solid minute, he just stares at Jack in silence. He buries his hands in sweatpants pockets as he looks down at the ground. He feels his body start to tremble as he fights back his mind’s negativity.
“T-Thank you, sir. It means a lot, especially coming from you.” The ghost bites his lip, trying to restrain himself from showing his anxiety any further. GOD, this was embarrassing. Why was it so hard for him to be normal?
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SPOOKY AESTHETICS.
Tagged by: @thepxmpkinking Tagging: you, sucker!
bloodied knuckles | tear-stained cheeks | rust | a busted lip | claws | fangs | a bloody nose | chattering teeth | a dark space underneath the bed | scratching noises on a wall | creaking metal | fog | dancing under moonlight | blood dripping lips | heavy breathing in the dark | a feeling of unexplained dread | a figure in a dark corner | dirty peeling wallpaper | a bloody hand print on the wall | sobbing in the dark | bite marks on the skin | eerie whispers | a hood covering a stranger’s eyes | the growl of a hidden animal | the sound of a blade being sharpened | a deep, dark forest | walking on the streets alone at night | a cobweb-filled, abandoned building | eyes darting in paranoia | a heavy beating pulse | the feeling of being trapped | struggling to get out a scream | boards covering broken windows | a quiet graveyard | a road that never ends | heavy fog rolling in | the scent of blood in the air |eerie old photographs | a chill going up the spine | gathering crows | a dusty, dimly lit study | mist over a deserted cobblestone street | ghost towns | shadows around a campfire | the sound of chanting |
church bells tolling | an orange harvest moon | a broken down carnival | a dirty stuffed animal abandoned | wiping bloody hands on fabric | nightmares | waking up in a panic | a power outage | heavy lightning storms | a secret trap door | the feeling of being watched | an eerie doll | a scream of anguish and pain | withered plants | a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust | owl eyes in the dark | curled, dead tree branches | a ritual altar |flickering candles | a lantern held up in the dark | fear of being followed | creaking floorboards | repressed, horrible memories | clenched teeth | soft, echoing piano keys | an old book covered in dust | many pairs of glowing eyes | stumbling in pitch black darkness | being stranded in the middle of nowhere | tarot cards on a table | a trail of blood
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“It’s a bit early for you to pop out into the real world, don’t you think?” Death taps a finger on the arm of her chair. “But always good to see you, Jack. Why the early visit? Is there something new you wanted to discuss? Another one of your experiments?”
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Just talking about Lucy's house and how anyone can get there if they open a door with enough intention. Now thinking about how there is probably a door to her place in Halloweentown it's just a door in a spot where there shouldn't be a door, really, but it's not out in the forest either. It's probably just on a random wall in one of their places, maybe both
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HELLO.
A CONCEPT.
instead of smoking a pack a day jer just flips around a fidget spinner.
cred. @thepxmpkinking
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this fidget spinner or NOTHING . ( @tragedysheir & @thepxmpkinking )
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“You may be the pumpkin king but you don’t scare me easily. You don’t scream...scary. Now Oogie. That was a man who could boast his energy.”
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