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For the Steampunk or Goth baby. Expectant parents had this tentacle crib made by Atlanta, Georgia artist Garrick Andrus.
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The hand-carved walnut panels depict a dizzying scene of entangled tentacles, eyes, mouths, and a winding path into an ominous, crypt-like structure.
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brothertedd · 2 months
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jasminocano · 3 months
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i'm crying this subreddit is always asking the most random fucking questions
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simpyra · 1 year
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Nightmare Before Christmas Travel Crib
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A spooky Nightmare Before Christmas Travel Crib for when your sims are on the go and your baby needs a nap.
6 Swatches
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pleasantstrangetown · 4 months
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Dina had triplets!!
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Bruno, Beauty, & Braylin
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Braylin is the only one with brown hair which is from Mortimer while Bruno and Beauty have blonde hair. Beauty is the only one with green eyes so she took both traits from Dina
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(My triplets & quads mod lied to me and said there were twins added to the family and lo and behold I got triplets)
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vitamin-zeeth · 3 months
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I love Esther so much her Christmas song is so goth and goes SO HARD
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vampzzi · 10 months
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Hobie with Goth s/o babysitting Mayday and having her listen to music that kids her age don't usually listen to?!?!?
I just think the idea is super cute <3
COLORFUL BABYSITTERS !!
SPIDERPUNK X GOTHIC S/O
author note; YESSS, when I saw this I know I needed to see this!! This is kinda bad cause I’m sleepy but once it was submitted. It needed to be written immediately!!
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— “ I’D LOVE TOO !! “ Hobie had asked if you wanted to help babysit Mayday since Pav was busy with his girlfriend and her modeling career. A lot of people would turn you down to babysit because of the way you dressed and the stereotype that had built off your genre. You had always gotten weird stares and random side conversations about you when you walked down the street on sunny mornings. But you had confidence in your style and you weren’t about to let some strangers ruin that for you.
Peter knew who you were, he’d talk to you numerous times and at first he was a little frightened but as he got to talk to you, he eased up with you and Mayday seemed to love you when you guys paid together. Sitting on the carpet playing patty cake or Mayday giggling while playing with your jewelry it was a sickly sweet sight Hobie couldn’t deny he enjoyed seeing you in. “'avin fun 'here love?” as he returned with baby food for Mayday.
“Having tons of fun” your black lips cracked in a smile as Mayday clapped her hands babbling something as you turned your head “what you tryna say?” you said curiously and Hobie just stood there with the baby food as you looked back at him “right, feeding her.”
Today was the usual, Peter had opened the door and welcomed you inside and he and his wife were off. Leaving you guys to tend to Mayday. She smiled and babbled when we walked into the room. “Hii Mayday” you picked her up out of the crib and held her close as she drooled and put her hand on her face. How about we play a game with your toys again? Just like last time?
Picking up her toy and shaking it as she got overly excited and Hobie was scrolling on his phone. “Come on Hobie, we’re gonna play.” Ushering him to join you and Mayday as you guys sat on her fluffy carpet as mayday picks up the doll as Hobie is sitting down on the carpet with both of you as you hand him a black haired doll. Hobie had noted previously she reminded him of her because of her clothing. “Looks jus' like you”
“Mhmm” you picked up a random doll and you guys played with the dollhouse that was also on the carpet. “Oh my god, the kitchen is on fire!!” You exclaimed as mayday giggled and Hobie chimed in “We should pu' i' ou'”. Agreeing with this claim as you guys pretended to put out the fire, Hobie managed to get a few pictures of you and mayday playing and then got a full video of all them playing for memories.
After a while it got boring and Mayday was getting bored and started whining so you guys switched to snacks and hair. Picking up Mayday and taking her to the kitchen as Hobie followed close behind, Hobie got her and helped her reach her Cheetos on the top of fridge and you settled on something to drink. When everything was gathered, you all headed back to the room.
You sat on the floor and Hobie put Mayday in your lap while he sat on the floor, relaxed a bit. “You should take her, wanna put your hair in ponytails” Hobie looked at you as you gave that look of adoration, he couldn’t say no to as he sat in front of you as you took some scrunches and toyed with his wicks before capturing them into a ponytail. Then the next one.
“Looking gorgeous babe” you let out a little chuckle and Hobie playfully punched your thigh “ha ha funny” as he switched spots again. You took Mayday into your lap and began to French braid her ginger hair as Hobie took the top of the container and handed her the baby Cheetos.
Hobie watched closely as you braided her hair“You’re so good a' 'ha'” he said while closely observing the way you worked with ease and quickness “My mom taught me when I was younger, It’s something I hold dearly to me cause I love braiding.” Hobie just nodded, the room was kinda silent and you disliked silence cause that was boring. “Hobie, you should play that song we love”
Hobie was unlocking his phone and clicking on his SoundCloud as he scrolled through the many playlist before finding the one you two share. “We share a lo' ov songs, we enjoy 'oge'her dove. Gonna 'ave 'o be mawe specific”. You clicked your tongue as you finished up Mayday’s French braid “Let’s go to bed by The Cure”
The song flicked on and the smoothing beat filed the room, as you nodded your head while Mayday looked up at you and babbled. “Not a lot of people your age get to listen to music like this, gotta let you get a variety of music” Hobie agreed “If 'ha' ain’' righ’”. You had gotten up and handed Hobie Mayday as you held your arms straight and began dancing to the beat, Mayday copying you and as she held her little arms out and began swaying them. You guys giggled as you began to dance to the music , the song drifted on for a while.
“We should let her listen to her to Strawberry Switchblade, I think she’d also like it” as the song turnt on you had sat down and laid on Hobie while the song played and was slowly dozing off as the music played in the background. It had only taken a couple minutes before she was slowly snoring. A long yawn was drawn out of you as you pulled her up and put her in her crib as Hobie turnt the music off while you tucked her in, kissing her head. “Sleep well Mayday”
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thefugitivesaint · 1 year
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Enzo Sciotti (1944-2021), ‘Demons’ (1985) “A group of people are trapped in a West Berlin movie theater infested with ravenous demons who proceed to kill and possess the humans one-by-one, thereby multiplying their numbers.” A very, and I mean VERY, distant cousin to this film is 1988′s ‘Night of the Demons’ (heavily cribbing its camera work and plot from ‘The Evil Dead’). For me, it was a VHS Halloween staple that features a dance scene that feels like an interpretive dance of the birth of goth. (Now that I think about it, Amelia Kinkade might just be a precursor to Fairuza Balk in 1996′s ‘The Craft’) Non-dubbed version of ‘Demons’
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bluepeachstudios · 8 months
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When the skittles get older, will they get their own rooms, or will they share one? What their rooms look like, like would it be neat, messy, what kind of stuff would they have, ect?
They get their own rooms in the penthouse once they get too big for the crib, but they regularly spend nights in each other's rooms. Only Bardi is really territorial about his room, so they won't sleep in there as much. If he feels okay with it they'll go and sit on his bed or somewhere while he works. Sanzio especially likes to sit on his bed and read while Bardi works.
Davinci's room is the cleanest, he likes things to be neat! Simoni's is clean because his brothers all help him keep it that way. He tends to get distressed easily and have trouble finding things when his room gets too messy. Sanzio keeps his moderately tidy; there's no trash or anything but he's got a lot of stuff he hasn't put away yet. He gets tired the quickest when doing physical things. Bardi's room is a godawful mess and he will not let ANYONE help. They organize it wrong, he can't find things, he gets upset. He knows where everything is. Just don't touch the scrap piles. He WILL know if you move a single screw.
Like all bedrooms, they change as their tastes do. Around their teenage years they start to really solidify what their rooms will stay as for years to come. Bardi has a lot of tech in his room, with video game posters and notes and blueprints sprawled everywhere. He likes to sleep up high so his bed is a loft bed, with a place to curl up and read or do smaller projects beneath it. He has an absolute powerhouse of a computer that puts governments to shame. He's hand-made some parts for it and also makes custom controllers, so some of his favorites are up on the walls as well. A lot of his interests revolve around accessibility in video games, as well as prosthetics, mobility aids and braces. He's got a lot of parts and pieces scattered around. He likes black and purple so his room kinda looks like. Goth with cyberpunk aspects but sleek. He has a wheelchair for when he doesn't feel like wearing his braces that is black and purple and glows way too much.
Davinci's very sporty. He does martial arts the most and does several different kinds, much to his caretakers' dismay. He still has to be very careful with his heart condition but he gets to participate in a tournament once a year! He loves plants as well. His room is FULL of plants, it's like walking into a jungle. Even his bathroom is full of them. He also keeps a betta fish, whose tank keeps getting more and more complex because he likes adding pieces to it, including tubes that lead to MORE tanks. (He takes care of the koi on the rooftop garden that Splinter started; there's a pond there now too!) He likes collecting old stuff like Cody. He's got his dad's mask in a display along with his katanas and a journal Leo made for him about his own struggles as a teenager coping with growing up.
Sanzio's room looks like one of those pinterest libraries where everything is super cozy, with lots of dark wood and natural light combined with coffee shop aesthetic but like, with more COLOR. He loves books, he loves writing, he loves cute animals, he has a million stuffies, his bed is nice and low so he has an easy time climbing in and out of it. He also has a wheelchair that was designed by Bardi for days when he doesn't feel like wearing his braces. It's decorated to be nice and pink and subtle. He likes to keep succulents, but he keeps worrying about when to water them so Davinci regularly checks in on them and just lets him know when to water them instead. He likes collecting old physical books and comics! He even does some bookbinding of some of his favorite digital-only books. He already has 5 volumes of 'Sanzio's Anthology', which are just some of his favorite short stories all put together and bound physically.
Simoni's got stars on his ceiling, and in the corner there's like a fluffy storm cloud on the ceiling that lights up like lightning is going through it. The stars twinkle and shift like the real stars, which are pretty hard to see from New York because light pollution and all that. He sleeps in a hammock most of the time, since that's cozy, but he has a gathering of pillows and blankets beneath it in case his hips are hurting bad. He also uses gutter crutches so those are in there, his are a red to orange gradient with white stars decorating them. Simoni loves to collect pictures and videos of people. He'll talk to anyone and ask them what they're up to. Just like. Imagine the Humans of New York tumblr blog but it's Simoni just getting audio recordings and video recordings of people talking about their lives or things they love. He has a lot of photos on the walls, printed out the old-fashioned way. He loves video editing as well and single-handedly brings AMVs back in the 2120s. He also enjoys carving pretty patterns into clay, or painting them with a lot of colors. Nobody knows this, but he tells secret stories with them.
They all have bits and pieces of their dads' things in their rooms as well. Sanzio has a turtle stuffy that has Raph's voice come out of it when he hugs it. Simoni has all of their old photos in photo albums, and all of his dad's action figures carefully decorating his shelves. Bardi still uses a lot of Donnie's old tools, and listens to his teaching lectures that Donnie made him like podcasts.
Their room at their dads' place looks completely different, though ;)
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Goth nursery decor.
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gloxina111 · 2 years
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† Mrs. Munson †
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-> PAIRING┆Fem Reader x Eddie Munson
-> CAUTION ┆Fluff - Marriage - Pregnancy
-> WORD COUNT ┆815
SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING MISTAKES!
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You had met Eddie at a local gig when you both were sixteen, shortly after meeting him you caught feelings for him and his eccentric personality. Once the two of you confessed to each other, you kept your relationship under wraps until your mother walked in on you helping Eddie sneak in through your window. Your parents were pretty chill about the whole situation all they asked was for Eddie to start using the front door so he doesn't get hurt well sneaking through your window.
It had been five years since then and now you were married and with a baby on the way. Even with all of your family's wealth and the wealth you had accumulated in inheritance and in stock you still went to university for two years to get your doctorate in business after you had graduated high school you said your goodbyes to your family and Eddie.
The summer you had gotten your D.B.A. you had fallen pregnant, it might not have been the best time but Eddie had promised you that no matter what he was going to graduate next year no matter what and would take care of his girls.
So when his third senior year started he was ready to do anything to graduate for his girls.
“Eddie wants to hang out after school?” Dustin asked just before he took his seat at the lunch table. “I’d love to, but have shopping to do,” Eddie huffed at the thought of walking around the mall with you for hours well lugging all of the things would buy. “What do you need to go shopping for?” Gareth asked. “I have no idea, Y/N wanted to go shopping today and since she can't drive anymore she’s getting me to drive her to the mall,” Eddie replied. “Who is Y/N?” asked Dustin, confused as to how this person is. “Well, that dear child is something I'll be happy to answer. Y/N is the best thing that has ever graced this planet, she’s smart, she’s funny and she’s all mine, Mrs. Munson.” Eddie said all dreaming as if talking about a higher being. Now not only was Dustin confused, the rest of the freshmen were too. “She’s Eddie’s wife and mother of his child,” one of the seniors clarified. This had baffled almost everyone at the table not only did Eddie have a wife but a child on the way. “Can well see a photo of her?” Dustin said excitedly. “Sure,” Eddie pulled out a polaroid from his wallet of you all dressed up in your goth attire that helped with emphasising your baby bump. “Can I be the godfather?” asked Dustin with stars in his eyes. “Sure,” Eddie chuckled ruffling the young boy's hair before getting up and leaving the cafeteria.
Once Eddie's last class was over he was rushing out the door and to the trailer where you had been staying with uncle Wayne since Eddie wouldn't let you do much anymore with the excuse that he doesn't want you or the baby getting hurt.
Immediately after Eddie parked his truck you came bursting out of the trailer and into his arms. “Ed’s I’m bored,” you muffled into his chest. “Well let's go inside,” Eddie took your hand and led you into the trailer where a bunch of catalogues sat all over the room.
“Been doing a lot of shopping haven't we?” Eddie held you close. “Yeah I bought a vintage pram, and was thinking about getting a costume crib with a Franz Matthias Podany flare to it,” you said, pulling out the reference photos. “Cute,” Eddie kissed your forehead. “Oh, I forgot one thing, the contractor called this morning after you left, the house will be ready for us to see tomorrow night,” you giggle at the thought of your dream house that has been in the words for years being ready. “That’s great, we’ll go after I'm done with the club,” Eddie had pulled you in closer to him, caressing your tummy.
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“Ed’s,” you snuggled up and into your husband's arms after a long day of shopping and school. “Yes dear,” he hummed still in trance from talking to the baby still inside you. “I love you,” you murmured. “I love you two, and you as well,” Eddie rubbled circles into your belly. “I can't wait to see you hold her,” you commented, rummaging your hands through Eddie's hair. “I hope she has your eyes,” Eddie looked up at you before connecting your lips. “Yeah,” you giggled at Eddie's huge smile. “Yeah, now come on, my girls need their beauty rest for tomorrow.” Eddie got off of you before he threw the blankets over the both of you.
“I love you,”
Was the last word spoken between the two of you before you both fell into a comfortable slumber in each other's embrace.
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thesteriuswife · 2 months
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Modern AU Theseus is a 33 year old man who graduated top of his class (he got a degree in political history (you'd think itd be something sports related but shockingly no though he did have a brief stint in wrestling)) he hits the gym daily he gets the most complicated smoothie orders imaginable and Yes he argues with the barista. He's got a baby mama his son is like five. he's a shockingly successful vlogger. he sleeps in goku themed pajamas. and yes he wears his hair in a bun. His choices for movie night are action heroes and weird romantic comedies (am i allowed to say he'd love click by adam sandler).
Modern AU Asterius is like 30 and he's an old school goth and visual kei fan. He's got an art degree his focus is in oil painting. despite his gothic doom and gloom he Also hits the gym daily. he gets the same smoothie order every time and is very polite. he was an affair baby and had a very complicated relationship with his family due to it, though now that they're all grown they're all working on being nicer to one another. he Also sleeps in goku themed pajamas, coincidentally. likes mixing and matching his jewelry. likes unusual, pessimistic, darker films, usually foreign ones. i have not watched it yet myself but i wanna say he'd be big into testuo the iron man modern au Dia is 25 (my age ❤) this is a scenario where she can afford the clothes i wish i owned irl so a lot of her clothes is very pink and very princessy. she has a degree in english literature (my degree ❤) and is trying to get her food in the door with all that still. unfortunately she's been cursed by god to play yaoi mobile games on her phone. her choice for movie night is beautiful but strange animated films. she'll bring satoshi kon's paprika to the crib. she'll bring masaaki yuasa's mind game, to the crib.
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simpyra · 1 year
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Nightmare Before Christmas Crib
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What's this? A Nightmare Before Christmas crib for your nursery.
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rachelsfav-queer · 6 months
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Has Wednesday ever accidentally wet the bed? Maybe because she had a nightmare?
Oh, maybe! Yeah, I've got a little idea for this under the cut!
Wednesday woke up in her crib in a sweat and breathing heavily. Nightmares used to be fun for her, a challenge even. But nowadays, she hated the visions her mind conjured up based on nothing but fear and insecurities, instead of any real threats.
It takes a moment to notice the wet sheets beneath her and for a couple of seconds, she believes it simply to be her own sweat. But, after catching the odor emanating from them, she comes to a horrifying realization that not only did she wet the bed, she absolutely soaked it. She looks over to Raven for the small consolation that she managed to avoid the pee-drenched areas of the crib, but Wednesday is still devastated, horribly embarrassed at her own incontinence. The tears begin falling slowly until she's eventually straight up sobbing, crying out loudly for someone to hear and help her.
Today, Auntie Bianca had come over to look after her while Mommy and Daddy were at work. So, upon hearing crying come from Wednesday's room about ten minutes before her naptime was supposed to be over, Bianca rushes quickly to find out what's wrong. Entering the room and seeing the little raven crying, she asks, "Wednesday, sweet girl, what's wrong? What happened?" Receiving nothing but louder cries, Bianca walks up to the crib, only to immediately notice the problem. "Oh, did you have an accident, honey?" The siren coos gently and is given a frantic nod in response.
Bianca then sets on solving the issue, removing her shirt first so it isn't affected by the pee-soaked girl. She then picks Wednesday up easily and carries her over to the changing station, setting the seer down to grab a new diaper and some changing supplies.
The siren handles changing the raven quickly while whispering constant reassurances. Once that's done, Bianca asks if Wednesday wants new clothes and the girl shakes her head no, much preferring the cold for comfort. So, Bianca then sets Wednesday down in her tent in the corner with Raven. She then throws her shirt back on and begins stripping the bed. Once she has all the soaked sheets curled up into a ball in her arms, she holds out a hand for Wednesday, smiling softly, "C'mon, tiny terror. Let's go put these in the wash."
The two head down to the laundry room and Bianca sets the sheets to wash. After that, Bianca goes to find supplies to clean the mattress of Wednesday's crib with Wednesday following closely behind like a shadow, silent the whole time except for the soft suckles of her pacifier.
After doing her best to remove any stains or scents of pee, Bianca once again leads the raven back downstairs and to the living room. Changing the TV to Wednesday's favorite show, Bianca beckons the goth over to cuddle with her on the couch. Bianca only asks, "Do you want to talk about it?" to which Wednesday shakes her head in response. Bianca drops it easily, knowing that if she ever wants to talk, the raven will let her know. They spend the rest of the day quietly watching TV until Enid and Yoko finally return. When asked, Bianca explains the situation and assures them that she handled it.
And before Bianca leaves, she hugs Wednesday tightly and leaves a gentle kiss on her forehead, whispering,
"You're a good girl, Wednesday. I love you."
End <3
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seadwellerwolf · 11 months
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*sighs* MOM, I NEED MORE GOTH KIDS PLUSHIES, EVEN THOUGH I HAVE NO ROOM LEFT IN THE CRIB!!!
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allhallowsthemepark · 8 months
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Introduction to All Hallows
So then.
Theme parks and Halloween. Halloween and theme parks.
Most of your big-name American parks do something interesting for Halloween, and it’s no wonder. In the US, this holiday is second only to Christmas in terms of popularity and theme-ability (and if the Millennials and Zoomers have their way, may just eclipse it soon…get on that, kids). What’s more, every park can find a Halloween vibe that suits its brand. Universal Studios, the outfit that basically invented horror movies, goes all-out on the grotesque with roaming hordes of ghoulish, chainsaw-wielding “scare-acters,” indoor mazes filled with horrific imagery and jump-scares, and an extra-frightening version of the tram tour. Disney, by contrast, goes family-friendly with smiling jack-o-lanterns, special parades and fireworks, and evening events featuring trick-or-treat stations and dance floors. Almost any park might toss in some zombified character performers, fog machines, and creepy music for its after-dark Halloween events.
And that’s not even counting the temporary Halloween attractions that spring up every fall like mushrooms after a light rain, and vanish just as quickly once November rolls around.
I’ve explored several types—not all of them, but enough to make an informed opinion—and that opinion is that none of them really reflects my feelings about Halloween. This is largely because that very expectation of brand-appropriateness means that only a small part of the full spectrum of moods and concepts represented by the holiday will be showcased. Halloween is complicated, man. The most obvious comparison is, again, with Christmas, and I think there's a pretty strong consensus as to what that holiday is about—the disagreements, when they arise, tend to revolve around not what Christmas means, but whether the things it means are good.
But Halloween has layers. It has textures. It's bound to, given its history as a pop culture-infused spooky extravaganza slathered on top of a romp day for children that grew out of an expression of neighborly mischief based on a Victorian celebration of mysticism and superstition harking back to a Catholic feast honoring the saints cribbed from a Celtic end-of-year harvest/ancestor worship festival. There are a lot of different tones and motifs associated with Halloween, and they're all equally valid.
What is Halloween about, when you get right down to it? Which aspect of this uniquely multifaceted holiday reigns supreme?
Costumes, free candy, and children roaming the neighborhood after dark?
The harvest season, with pumpkins and cornstalks and spiced apple cider to sip while enjoying a hayride in the country?
Witches and goblins and banshees and other beings from fantasy and folklore lurking in the forest at midnight?
Moldering graveyards, haunted castles, marauding vampires and unfriendly villages where every door is bolted and every shutter drawn promptly at sundown?
Horror movies, bloody murder, zombies at the mall and stalkers in the bushes?
All of these and more?
I have to pick the last option, and that's why I think Halloween, as a concept, could support an entire full-sized theme park, and not just during the fall but year-round. Christmas theme parks of various scales and scopes have enjoyed year-round success in the past, and while their heyday has passed by now…well, see my above point about Halloween gradually catching up with and even surpassing Christmas in popularity. Fans of Halloween seem much more tolerant of the “creep” phenomenon where it gradually gets promoted earlier and earlier in the year, than fans of Christmas. Additionally, Halloween crosses over almost seamlessly with a number of genres of fiction, including horror, thriller, and urban fantasy, all of which are evergreen in and of themselves.
If nothing else, the Goths would love it.
Stay tuned for more details about…
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