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bbybearcubbs · 2 months
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[06:50] - CREEPS ❗Warning - Horror ❗
Look out for a girl in a red & white dress walking alone at night. She wears black Mary Jane shoes and her curly hair is pulled into a pom pom, secured in place by a neat red bow. She isn't very tall, just below average height and always walks with a skip in her step and a small smile on her face.
Happy, innocent, unassuming, she's all of those things. Perfect pray for the monsters that lurk in the shadows of empty streets, the ones looking for a quick and easy snack but what they do not know, is that they are her favorite type of snack. She senses when they begin to follow her and that's when her innocence smile turns into one of malice and pure monstrous intent.
They can't see the smile on her face from behind her, the distance is to far for them to hear her soft giggling. She's happy. She caught another one.
She stops dead in her tracks and in one swift motion, she spins around and immediately locks eyes with the unlucky soul tailing her. Her smile is bright, her nose is scrunched in excitement and she'll wave at them eagerly. It's the kind of face you see on a person that hasn't seen their best friend in days.
If they were lucky and hadn't locked eyes with her, they'd have noticed that while her upper half was turned around facing them, her lower half was still facing forward. By this time, they would've stopped walking as well, stood facing her, unable to look away from her eyes.
Even as she lowers her hand and her smile fades, when her eyes grow wide and her pupils expand until the whites of her eyes are no longer visible. Even when her mouth falls open, wider than it should be possible for any human being, they can't look away.
They can't turn around, they can't walk backwards, its as if the weight of her gaze is holding them down, trapping them where they stand. No matter how much they want to turn around and run away when she starts walking towards them, her feet still facing the other direction, they can't. The screams they want to let out the closer she gets, stuck behind their locked lips.
The sun will rise and light will fill the neighborhood, bird will sing and the wind will blow. Families will leave the house, some heading to work, some heading to school. Those that drive may not notice, but the ones walking surely will see the pair of shoes in the middle of the side walk that weren't there yesterday. One shoe a little further ahead than the other, almost as if the person wearing them just vanished in the middle of taking a late night stroll.
[ Tagging ] > @stayconnecteed (You said you liked horror <3) @rikislady (Did I manage to scare you?) @starlostastronaut @myboyfriendjake @minholing @skzms (Not sure if you guys would like a little horror or not but I just randomly thought of this and wanna share it)
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junkyarddemento · 11 months
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CATCH YOUR BREATH
Bloody Mary, Candyman, Beetlejuice... summoning a monster by invoking a name or phrase is a tried and true urban legend requisite. Matt Sears places his own spin with 'The Lady Beneath' as two boys risk coming face to face with this ghoulish fiend. The combination of visual and practical special effects works really well for the Lady monster.
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Mandy Found pt.1
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It had been months, months of looking. 
The internet a frenzy with false leads. Myself and the gang finally all met. In a way it was as if we had always known each other and yet everything was new. 
They had given me information; hearing it again, seeing their faces scrunched with worry, made it very real. We spent the night walking around town telling new stories between each other as we searched places Mandy might be.
Places they had checked time and time again. Places we knew she didn't occupy.
At parting, friendly goodbyes spread but I knew it was bittersweet acquaintances at best. On my way home the sun sunk to a beautiful hue beneath the horizon. The city lights sparked to life as I neared my apartment. Out of chance I hit every red light in town. A curse, but the night air kept my temper away. I stared deep into the night as the endless lights drew my journey ever longer. 
A flash drew my attention next to me. I normally would ignore it for people often clown around on the streets of the city after dark. At that moment it had struck me how quiet and empty the city felt. The flash was an anomaly among the scene. 
I froze even as the light before me turned green. Looking up from the bench on the other side of the sidewalk was a familiar face. I had not met it with my eyes own before but I had seen it in the numerous photos as of recent months. 
Hunched over she met my eye for only a moment before retching dark sludge upon the sidewalk between us. 
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prettycoolducks · 1 year
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Fav father daughter duo ✨️❄️
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mochinomnoms · 3 months
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The boys and their shrimps. Idk bro the tiny x what the fuck are they feeding you dynamic is really cute to me
I always forget they're like 6'2"/6'3" and get whiplash every time I bring up their wiki page for a refresher. Terrifying actually, stop growing 💀💀
Then again I do like tall/short dynamics it's quite funny
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thepenultimateword · 3 months
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Prompt #259
"Aren't you a little mean for a hero?"
The hero's already furrowed expression contorted into an outright threat. "Oh, go jump of building."
Villain flinched back a step. "See, that's what I'm talking about, heroes shouldn't--"
"What?" Hero interrupted, sizing Villain up. "Go ahead, say it. Criticize me because I don't fit your personal perceptions of heroism." Villain had been feeling pretty good about where they stood against this hero but suddenly they felt small and pathetic under their glare. "How many crimes have I stopped? How many people have I saved? How many villains have ensured never harm a hair on anyone's head again? Did I do any of that by being nice? By sashaying around in my cape and flirting with villains?"
Villain bumped the wall behind them, and Hero slammed a fist above their head.
"You think I should bantering with you?" Hero said. "Exchanging kisses for info?"
"W-well..." Villain swallowed helplessly.
"Every choice I make is because I care about this city. And they don't need to like me for me to do my job." Hero's hand slid down the wall, brushing against the ends of Villain's hair. For a horrifying moment Villain thought they were going to grab it in a fistful, but then they shoved off the stone and swaggered a couple steps back, regarding Villain under half-lowered lids like they were looking at a bug. "And if I already know the civilians I protect don't like me, why in the world should I care about you?"
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turtleblogatlast · 7 months
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I kinda love how the moment Leo got his dual wield katana back, he adapted so much more naturally to his teleportation abilities.
Not to say he didn’t come around with the odachi, but it was pretty clear that he struggled hard with the mystic properties of it, and I think that it’s partially because while the odachi itself is a portaling tool that seemingly most anyone can use, Leo’s innate mystic abilities call for something to work with him, not for him.
So it makes perfect sense why his katana, made from himself and more in line with how he naturally fights, finally allow him to seamlessly grasp his space warping abilities to the extent he can.
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gazkamurocho · 3 months
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I read this adorable fanfic where Goromi visits Kiryu and the Morning Glory kids in Okinawa ❤
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libertyeveningsun · 5 months
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I only make textposts for Willow why am I suddenly making textposts for OFMD?
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angermango · 19 days
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PopTEpic Huldra Bros edits be upon ye
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soundwave with his 2 lil minbots cassettes and 3 minicons cassettes
A high-ranking decepticon only outranked by Megatron himself, Soundwave is smart, logical, efficient , loyal, and one of the most dangerous decepticons out there, co-leading the decepticons stranded on earth with Starscream. though often he and Startscream are working against each other rather than with each other. Starscream wants to run things differently, while Soundwave wants to continue fallowing Megatron's old orders until they can get back in contact with Cybertron and get new orders from Megatron.
Though Soundwave's dry, monotone way of speaking and efficient way of carrying out tasks might make you think he is not the creative type, he is actually quite the artist, most often expressing himself through music ragging between several different cybertronian music genres.
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just the lil guys
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madamesteam · 1 month
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Just doodling, but height accurate Sir Crocodile is an intimidating prospect.
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The smaller character is SIX FEET TALL
(Chart from heightcomparison.com)
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The Stone Came Back
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Two weeks of 12 hour shifts, classes, training, support. My arms burned as I pulled on the last sweatshirt I had in my closet.
Dexter stuck his hands deep in his pockets leaning back on his heels. “Princess, you know if you just want to chill today we can do that too. You could do laundry dude.” Dexter snickered toeing at the pile of laundry next to my bed. 
“Nah, Annie is coming over to do laundry tomorrow so we’ll make a day out of it.” I slid my hands comfortably into my sweatshirt as I followed Dexter out of the door. Flicking my hood up, something  hit my skull. When I pulled my hood back down the cool round sphere fell down my back. 
Naturally I freaked out. It could have been a bug, a mouse! How often do I clean out my closet to check. When Was the last time I wore this sweatshirt!?
I tore it off hearing small threads in the arms snap. Flinging it over my head I turned around wildly. The only thing left in the sweatshirt was the name ‘Meteo’ faded on the tag. No mouse. Looking about my feet a stone lay. I don’t remember where it came from. Energy radiated from it. It felt smooth, cool. A glittering blue twinkled in the light. 
“You alright man?” Dexter called from the kitchen. 
“Yeah” I called back, unable to take my eyes from my hand. At my voice the stone began to vibrate and it liquified into my hand. Panic rose as I ripped up my sleeve. 
“Where did it go!” 
Looking back it was one of the scariest moments I've had and sometimes I question if it is real. As the years passed I realized it was the day my muscles recovered faster than ever. The day I was promoted to something worth my work. 
But such things are only coincidence. The mind finds moments it remembers to mark changes.
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unluckyprime · 1 year
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welcome to adulthood or whatever . the sun is an asshole
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driedmosquito · 2 months
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hiii hi tumblr haii hiii
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