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myhauntedsalem · 15 days
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Lonely House - Hex Hollow
What Happened at this Lonely House in Pennsylvania is Still Haunting to this Day
The story of Hex Hollow and the house that sits on its land is an infamous legend in York County, Pennsylvania, and the surrounding areas. While everyone knows about the infamous Salem witch trials that occurred in 17th-century Massachusetts, very few are aware that this region was at one point also rife with paranoia and magic 235 years later.
The dastardly murder of Nelson Rehmeyer in 1928 is not only well remembered in the community, the traces of his death still haunt the house he once called home.
After years of bad luck and illness, Rehmeyer’s neighbor, John Blymire, began to suspect that he was cursed and sought a supernatural solution.
The local river witch (because they apparently had those in 1928), Nellie Noll, blamed Rehmeyer, saying that it was he who was casting the dark hexes on Blymire. She told him that all he needed to do was to burn Rehmeyer’s book of spells and bury a lock of his hair.
The “book of spells” the river witch was referring to was The Long Lost Friend, written by the German John George Hohman in 1870. Also titled Pow-Wows, it contains a collection of ancient German spells, healing rituals, and even recipes popular amongst the Pennsylvania Dutch.
By the way, the “Pennsylvania Dutch” culture is actually rooted in German heritage and language, not Dutch. Pennsylvanians are just purposefully confusing people.
Blymire and two associates entered Rehmeyer’s home, but could not find the book. Desperate to lift the curse, Blymire resorted to beating Rehmeyer, tying him to a chair doused in kerosene and lighting him aflame.
Even the river witch must have been like, “Woah, dude! Too far!”
The spot where Nelson Rehmeyer died is still eerily charred from the flame after nearly a century. Blymire claimed that although Rehmeyer had caught fire, his body never burned, proving to him and his associates that the man indeed dealt in black witchcraft.
The house that sits on Rehmeyer’s Hollow is still maintained by the Rehmeyer family and is said to be haunted. A tour is offered of the family’s home and belongings, which includes a clock that stopped at 12:01AM back in 1928. This is the exact time that Nelson Rehmeyer returned to whatever dark master he served.
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yagodichjagodic · 2 years
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Nelson Rehmyer’s house, ‘Hex Hollow’, Shrewsbury PA.
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sophiemargotart · 1 year
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Hex Hollow House Embroidery, 2017, by me 👻
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mishacrews · 8 months
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Faux Facts and Folklore: Angel River's Ha-la Mythology
At some point in my writing journey, I took a side-trip into the world of folklore and mythology. The result is known as Ha-la, the totally made-up mythology of Angel River and its surrounding countryside. #folklore #amwriting #alwaysreading #romance
At some point in my writing journey, I took a side-trip into the world of folklore and mythology. The result is known as Ha-la, which is the totally made-up mythology belonging to the town of Angel River, and its surrounding countryside. Here is the first glimpse into the history and practices of our little town’s traditions. History, both real and imagined First, the real history: The…
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letsgethaunted · 1 year
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The Hex Hollow Magic Murders
On May 28, 1929, John Henry Blymire arrived at Eastern State Penitentiary in Philadelphia to serve out a life sentence for murder. He and 2 others had been convicted and sentenced in less than 9 days as York County officials hurried to sweep the whole incident under the rug. What is it that made this murder so controversial? In order to even begin to understand this convoluted tragedy full of magic, curses, spells, and witches, we must rewind our narrative backwards to the 1600s. Join us on this haunted journey as Aly tells Nat all about the Hex Hollow Magic Murders!
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lalexxiaart · 8 months
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Hex Girl 🧹
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cosmicskittlez · 1 year
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Ghost: *goes to beat the hollow knight after being fed up with white palace expecting a long and hard battle for the ages*
Ghost: *accidentally wins first try*
Ghost: wait no i thought you were going to kill me at least ten times
Hollow: *shrugs*
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dorg-yetiman · 1 year
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Two extreme points on the furry spectrum.
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cedarrockcinema · 6 months
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Horror Tale From (Hex) York County Pa by Lenny Lionstar n A.I. Cipher
Killer Pumpkins From Outer Space and the Witch of Rehmeyer’s Hollow In the quiet farming country of Hex County, Pennsylvania, a darkness had settled over the land during the Halloween season. The once peaceful landscape had become eerie and terrifying, as whispers of strange occurrences spread through the tight-knit community. Deep within the heart of Hex County, nestled amidst the dense woods,…
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hollow-knight-fights · 8 months
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Hollow Knight Ghost Fight: Round One
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Episode 129: The Hex Hollow Magic Murders Photodump
Image 01: 1929 Newspaper clipping about the incident showing the 3 defendants (top) and photo of the victim, Nelson Rehmeyer (bottom) Image 02: Eastern State Penitentiary’s wagon wheel layout Image 03: A clip from a 1929 silent film showing Eastern State Penitentiary (credit: Eastern State Penitentiary’s YouTube Channel found at bit.ly/ESPLGH129) Image 04: The Long Lost Friend and the Sixth and Seventh Books of Moses are thought to be the most popular Pennsylvania Dutch Powwow texts Image 05: Powwow Artist and Practitioner Rob Chapman explains a bit about powwow on his youtube channel (Full video found at bit.ly/PowWow129) Image 06: Photo of the Hex Hollow house Image 07: Wilbert Hess and John Curry (top) and John Curry, Wilbert Hess, and John Blymire (bottom) Image 08: Nelson Rehmeyer’s widow and daughters Image 09: 2007 clip from the York Daily Record as they interview Nelson’s great-grandson Rickie Ebaugh and take a tour of the area where Nelson was murdered Image 10: BONUS PHOTO - Pep the Cat Murdering Dog’s mugshot (FREE PEP!)
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percentstardust · 2 years
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vintagerpg · 1 month
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This is I11: Needle (1987), a reworked tournament module by Frank Mentzer. It features pregenerated characters named the Ghost, Blaze, Finder, Blondy, Slim and Smiley. There is at least one stealth Star Wars quote. The players need to go into a jungle to get a weird obelisk, haul the thing back, then explore the moon the obelisk teleports them too. The first part is a pretty typical hex crawl, albeit punctuated with puzzles and high strangeness. The third part is a dungeon crawl. The dungeon crawl sure is odd (it ends with a confrontation with “Tiamat” and no, I am not going to explain that further) but it is the middle part that I think is the most interesting.
The middle part is the hauling of the obelisk back to the king who wanted it found (its not an obelisk, its actually a gigantic piece of tech). This is sort of a nightmare logistical puzzle, involving lots of NPCs sailing to the obelisk, taking it down, packing it up and hauling it back. Things need to be built. Like roads. And a raft (the thing is hollow and will float). That means lumber. Which means upsetting the natives, who are bullywugs and grippli, locked in rivalry with each other. The whole thing plays out across two months of daily events, which feels like a novel sort of slog. I’d definitely enjoy playing this — there are all sorts of opportunities for things to just go entirely off the rails.
Clyde Caldwell cover art. I don’t love it, but I honestly think that is because it was recycled for the 2E Rogues Gallery, a book I loathe. The interiors are by Doug Chaffee, who I don’t know. They feel like run of the mill late-‘80s D&D illustrations.
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Hi you lovely person! May I please request smut where you help Hex 'relax ;)' because this poor man is so stressed and depressed. Being the student council therapist is a hard job after all! :( also the brainrot has been real since he talked about how men need to moan more during sex- Thank you!
Author's note: AAAAAA A REQUESTED HEX SMUT VAMOS VAMOS VAMOOSSSS TY YES THIS IS PERFECT (THIS IS SO FUCKING SHORT WTFFFF)
Summary: Hex Haywire, the student council therapist, always seems so exhausted after doing his job. So you decide to help him "relax" in his office. Contains: NSFW content, praising, a blowjob, fucking in an office where anyone could walk in at any time but who gives a fuck, relaxing Hex haywire, some fluff at the end, none of my works are proofread so yeah sorry if theres mistakes MDNI or dont I dont give a damn
"Darling," you start, shutting the door softly with a click behind you. "You seem stressed. What's wrong?"
Hex rubs his temple with a drawn out sigh. He seems more stressed than usual. Which was usual and at the same time, unusual. Shouldering many people's pain is a rough job, but he looks completely drained. You couldn't possibly imagine what it would be like, being in his shoes.
"Nothing baby, just..." Hex pushes up his glasses, but it's still lopsided. "A long day, that's all."
You navigate around the wide mahogany desk and he turns his chair towards you, arms extended. You smile gently and climb into his lap, arms around his neck. Hex buries his nose into your neck, inhaling your scent.
You run your fingers through his hair. "How about I make you feel better? Relax?"
Hex looks up, studying your face. A smirk tugs at his mouth. "What are you suggesting?"
You can't help but smirk back. "An efficient relaxing method perhaps."
"Feeling shameless today, hmm?" Hex squeezes your waist with a soft chuckle. "I'm not opposed to it, but are you sure?"
"Isn't that my duty? to take care of my stressed boyfriend?" You reply, sliding off his lap and kneeling on the floor, your hands on his belt. Hex gazes down at you, his eyes seeming like they're glowing. Glowing with need. "Just sit back and relax, and I'll take all the stress away."
You unbuckle his pants and unzip, his cock straining against the cloth. You take it out of its restraints, your hand around his member.
"Don't be afraid to spit on it baby," Hex says, voice deepening as he watches you. You do so without hesitation. "That's my girl."
You rub your thighs together, gathering friction for the growing heat between your legs. Your hand goes up and down Hex's cock as you look up and watch his eyes flutter closed, mouth parted slightly.
"Just like that..." he murmurs.
You lick a stripe from the base to the tip and Hex shivers slightly. As you travel up, you take the tip into your mouth and suck lightly, earning a breathy moan in response.
You stop halfway of his cock because holy shit it was big and there was no way in hell you could fit it all, so you stroke the lower half. While hollowing your cheeks, you suck hard and Hex's hand grips your hair.
"Fuck, that's good," he pants, moaning softly. "Keep going keep... mm..."
You trace a vein with your tongue as Hex pants above you, a hand covering his mouth as he struggled to keep a low volume. He praised you constantly, making you moan against his cock. The vibrations make his cock twitch. Hex could feel himself getting closer but he wanted more.
Hex, with his grasp on you, pulls you off his cock with a pop. Breathing hard, he stares you in the eye. "Ride me."
You scramble up to your feet without pause, getting on top of him as Hex assisted discarding your underwear. His hands finding home on your hips as you slowly lower yourself onto his length.
You both release a moan once he's sheathed inside your warmth. The stretch hurts so good. Your walls hug his cock perfectly, and it made him hungry to feel you even more.
"Can you move sweetheart?" Hex rumbles in your ear, nails digging into your skin.
You nod obediently, raising your hips up before slamming back down.
"Fuck!" Hex exclaims and you bite your lip to keep quiet. You rise up and down and his head is thrown back. "Just like that! God, you're so fucking perfect-"
Your tits bounce up and down, your legs quivering as you rode him hard. Hex adjusts himself so he can rolls his hips into you and you let out a moan, pressing your mouth against his neck and biting down.
You could feel him moving inside you, his cock ramming into you and hitting the spongy bit inside. Hex's noises loud in your ear, his breaths ragged. You had to grab his biceps for stability, afraid you'd fall off from how rough you two were going.
"I'm close baby, 'm close," he breathes against your skin, licking from your neck to your ear and sending shivers up your spine.
"Me too," you gasp, the heat pooling in your lower stomach. You feel yourself squeeze around Hex's length and he groans at the feeling.
"Cum with me love," Hex rasps. You nod earnestly as the coil in you grew tighter and tighter and-
A strangled noise rips from your throat as Hex's seed coats your walls, your own cum envelopes his cock. Hex groans loudly, digging his nails so deep it was sure to leave small crescent shape Mark's for the next few days.
You press against his chest, shuddering from the hard orgasm. Hex wraps his arms around you and you feel his fast heartbeat matching with yours as you rest in each other's embrace. Both heartbeats slow down in tandem, and Hex is practically purring as he holds you.
"How was... that? Do you feel relaxed?" You ask, a bit tired to get off him and it appeared he was also not willing to pull out of you so soon.
"That was perfect love," Hex says, and you can feel his voice rumble deep in his chest. he gives you a brilliant smile, kissing you affectionately. "Thank you so much. You never cease to amaze me."
You cup his cheek and he leans into it. Giggling softly, you return the kiss on his forehead. You also fix his lopsided glasses. "You're welcome, darling. Anything for you."
Hex cuddles against your chest and you laugh. He mumbles compliments and a soft but discernable, 'I love you' and your heart swells. You bury your face in his hair.
"I love you too."
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