#spooktober 2023

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Spooktober Prompts Masterlist 2023

"They are calling us…" "Don't listen to them. Do you hear me? Don't listen to a word they promise you!"

The cameras show five people enter an elevator, but only four of them leaving it. Those four never remembered a fifth passenger.

"Aww, are you so afraid of the dark that you need me to hold your hand?" "I'm not holding your hand." "Then whose..."

At first, they believe it to be a bad joke, but when more and more graves of people who haven't died yet appear in the graveyard, they start to panic.

The camera she bought at a flea market already has photos on it. Since the people are wearing clothes from centuries ago, they believe them to be from a play. But they soon realize that those photos and events were real.

A child actress turned cult leader feels her power slipping and she needs to gain control over her following again.

When they started building the new school, they had expected to maybe find unexploded WWII bombs, but what they found instead was nothing they could have expected.

She heard footsteps behind her coming closer, but when she turned around, holding her breath, she could only see the dark and empty alley.

"Why did you choose the cemetary as our meeting place for tonight?" "Because only the dead can keep our secrets."

Going to your own funeral and see who would cry - it sounded almost fun. If it wasn’t for the fact that they could hear and see everything, but could not make a sound to stop them from closing up the grave around them.

A medium without a voice of her own, can only speak when a ghost speaks through her.

They had always felt that shadows seemed to beckon to them. But this time, when the shadows beckoned, they wore a sinister grin. (Submitted by: tumblebumblebee-63)

"I'm not haunting a filthy public bathroom, I'm a ghost with class."

A fun survival game TV show on a remote island becomes a reality when one contestant after the other turns up brutally killed. Right in front of hundreds of cameras and millions of watchful eyes.

Waking up to a child that you've never seen before, but that everyone assures you is your own that you've raised for years, is terrifying.

"Did you see that?" "Did I see what?" "That man... he touched the leaves and they immediately blackened and fell off. Please, let us go back before he sees us!" "Too late." The man in the dark cloak suddenly stood right in front of them and slowly reached out his hands to them.

What started as a fun midnight activity suddenly turned into one of them missing and the others running for their lives, trying to escape freaking zombies.

He always dreamed about being in a kdrama. He didn't imagine it to have a horror side plotline that feels way too real.

They said that when you die, you return to earth as your one true self. Why then, when he opened his eyes after being killed, were his teeth long and he hungered for blood? (Submitted by: ouilah)

She didn't think it would come to this point. She felt the cold stone of the gravestone in her back and before her the red glowing eyes of the creature crept slowly closer.

There are perks of being a ghost. Walking through walls was fun. Or haunting annoying people. But nothing was quite as nice as being able to just fade out of a conversation that you didn’t want to be a part of.

"I dare you! Come on, stop being a coward. There is no such thing as ghosts."

Someone wakes up to a text saying 'It's your lucky day!' and it turns out to be the worst day ever.

A family of vampires that lives unidentified in human communities, becomes paranoid and starts to believe all their neighbors are also supernatural creatures.

There are stories and superstitions abound about the seaside bluffs, but that's to be expected in a town of fishermen. One night, from the bluffs' direction, you hear someone singing, softly. (Submitted by: someoneoffthestreet)

Astronauts coming back to earth keep talking about hearing songs from outside the space shuttle. What they don't say, is that those songs followed them home.

Someone stared at her through the window. She had always felt safe in her own home, shutting out the scary, real world. But a window is just glass, and glass… oh it breaks so, so easily…

A plane disappears from the radar and then reappears multiple hours later at the exact same location in the middle of the ocean with no place to land and not enough fuel to just fly around for hours.

"We shouldn't enter! This place was abandoned for a reason!" "Come on, don't be a coward. We will be the only ones here!" "Okay, okay... I'll follow you. You don't have to push me!" "I... I didn't push you..."

A session of reading tea leaves ends in chaos when every single participant reveals a bad omen.

Something tells the home owner that the kids trick-or-treating in front of his house are not wearing costumes - and are not human at all.

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[mistydragonflyart]

SPOOKTOBER 2023 - CREATION OF THE SPOT

I’m so excited to share this one. I was just following my gut and going with the vibes on this one and wow am I glad I didn’t screw it up.

#my art #art #spooktober #spooktober 2023 #traditional art #ink #inking #markers #fanart #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv #the spot #atsv the spot #I know I say this a lot but this one is my fave

[brightoakgame]

Burdock Available Now!

Stick closely to the path, my dear, don’t wander and don’t stray! The mists are full of secrets, the woods are full of fae; And many careless mortals they’ve spirited away— So do not go a-wandering, but on the path please stay!

Game Now Live!

When you've lost your way and nearly lost your life, will your name be enough to buy it all back?

Burdock is a dark and atmospheric fairytale with fae creatures, riddles, and danger abounding. Will you be able to navigate the perils you face and reclaim your life? Or will the mists swallow you up for good...?

Features:

Nameable Protagonist (gender left undefined)

24,000 words (roughly 2-3 hours playtime)

Four Full Endings—and multiple Bad Ones

Original Soundtrack

It's free!

Content Warnings: violence, blood, and potentially disturbing imagery and sound effects. There are no intended jump scares, and no animals are harmed—though the same cannot be promised of the protagonist!

Created for the 2023 Spooktober Visual Novel Jam by:

Character Art and Design: Remnantation

Original Soundtrack: John Åhlin

Coding: Windchimes

Logo and UI Design: ingthing

Direction, Sound Design, Backgrounds, and Writing: B.L. McDarragh

#...and now I sleep for a week ✨ #...and fix whatever bugs I inevitably missed 🫠 #burdock #spooktober 2023 #spooktober vn jam #spooktober #dark fairytale #visual novel #oelvn #interactive fiction

[marlowememo]

My Beary the Hatchet Sticker sheet is now up as well on my shop!!! Thank you so much to everyone for all the love and support on this game!!!!

#my art #beary the hatchet #bth #beary the hatchet rpg #rpg maker #spooktober 2023

[f1nalgirlz]

Spooktober day 5: Stormy night | Dan Cooper

my list

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ nsfw, smut, almost soft dom reader, kitchen smut

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ established relationship, kitchen bj, oral sex/blowjob (m receiving)

((not proofread yet as always I’ll fix mistakes later🫶🎃))

You were home alone tonight, your boyfriend, Dan, having left for work in the morning. It was late now and the rain had lasted all day, only amping up when the sun set. When the sky was completely dark, the thunder and lightning began, knocking the power out. You’d been laying in bed reading a book while waiting for Dan to get home when all the lights went off, leaving you in the pitch black. You fumbled around your nightstand, patting around it in hopes of finding your flashlight keychain. When your fingers touched the cold metal of your keys you smiled a little, grabbing them and feeling around the keys until your flashlight was in your hands. As you clicked it on, you got up, heading to get some candles to light your house.

As you dropped to your knees in the kitchen, digging through a cabinet for candles, you heard the front door open and shut. You sat a few tall candles on the counter as you stood up, hearing foot steps behind you. Turning to shine your light at the entrance to the kitchen, you accidentally flashed your boyfriend in the eyes, causing his hand to shoot up to cover them. “Hey!” he called out, making you drop your keychain. “Sorry!” You called back grabbing them up again. “I was looking for candles.” You said, grabbing two off the counter. When you looked at him you could tell he was soaked, brown hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks.

“I’ll go get you a towel.” You said, setting the other two candles down on the table. He nodded, taking your place in the kitchen, pulling his lighter from his pocket and lighting the candles. As he waited for you to get back he began to rid himself of his remaining wet clothes, peeling off his shirt and dropping it into the sink. As you walked back into the kitchen, you were met with the sight of Dan dropping his pants, that were heavy with rain, into the sink. His nearly nude figure was illuminated by the light from the candles. You clicked off your light, dropping your keys on the table when you walked to him. He smiled when he noticed you, then came a soft “thank you.” You smiled and wrapped him in the towel, feeling his damp arms wrap around you. He leaned down, kissing you gently, as you kissed him back you could feel cold strands of wet hair on your cheeks.

When he pulled away you caressed his face. “Long day?” You asked receiving a nod. “Yes. It wouldn’t have been so bad if not for the storm.” He said, a sigh slipping his lips. You had always enjoyed the rain and storms, but Danny… not so much. He really hated them, he hated not having power, he hated the feeling of wet clothes on his skin, but most of all he hated the nervousness he got from the cracking of thunder. You gave him a slight smile and leaned on the counter, crossing your arms and looking his body over. The towel draped over him hardly covered his lithe body. A sudden flash of lightening illuminated the room, causing Danny’s brows to furrow. “How about I improve your day some, hm?” You said, reaching a hand out which he took.

As you slowly pulled him into you by his hand a smile grew on his lips. You gently moved him so his back was against the counter and with a smile you pecked his cheek. The sound of the rain aggressively coming down on the roof and windows filled the room. You then calmly sank to the floor, dragging your hands down his sides, then hips, and stopping on his thighs. He shivered at your touch, making you smile a little as you looked up at him. “May I?” You asked when your fingers looped around the waistband of his boxer briefs. He nodded at you but you tilted your head. “Use your words if you want it, Danny.” You said gently. “Yes, please.” He said and that was plenty good enough for you so, you pulled his briefs down. Your hand wrapped around his semi-hard length, giving it a gentle pump. It seemed like your touch alone was enough to make him hard because it didn’t take very long for him to be fully erect in your palm.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes when you took the first lick, just barely touching your tongue to his tip. You could hear a quiet whine coming from your boyfriend as you slowly took his cock into your mouth, bobbing your head. As his soft hands ran through your hair, you hummed around him. You always let him touch as long as he didn’t push your head, and he never did. As you bobbed your head, you gently held onto his hips, listening to his moans and whimpers. The sounds of his moans made your body hot, wetness growing in your panties. You heard Dan’s breathing get more and more unsteady, and could feel him writhing in your touch. You knew this meant he was close so you pulled off his cock with a ‘pop’ instead using your hand to pump his length.

You stared up at him, mouth open with his tip on your tongue as you jerked him off. As Danny looked down at you his chest heaved, eyes rolling back as he came into your mouth. A crack of thunder sounded in the room as a flash of lightning lit up Dan’s face that was wrinkled up in pleasure. As he came the salty liquid went down your throat and on the corners of your mouth. You continued milking his cock as he came causing his body to shudder and whimpers to leave his mouth. As you swallowed all that was in your mouth, you stood up, giving him a slow kiss. He instantly reciprocated, his arms wrapping tightly around you. “Well… is it improved?” You asked, receiving an eager nod. He instantly reciprocated, kissing you back and wrapping his arms around you. You laughed a little as he began dragging you to the bedroom, grabbing a candle off the table to light the way.

R: I know this is pretty basic but,, it is what it is 😝 my missed Kinktober day 4 will be up when I get the final result of the poll and Kinktober day 1 will be up SOMETIME before the 31st. (probably) Ik i suck hard for already missing days by 5 but I’m working on it😭 as an apology for missing 2 days I will let you know that day 1 is a Clyde fic🫶 okay byeee

#rory culkin #charlie walker #rory culkin character x reader #scre4m #scream #scream4 #scream 4 #danny cooper #dan cooper #dan cooper intruders #intruders 2015 #culkin brothers #culkin cult #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #spooktober 2023 #spooktober #charlie walker smut #charlie walker x you #charlie walker x y/n #rory culkin smut

[madocactus]

Can a scientist save a test subject from her own life’s work?

For over 20 years, Dr. Deidre Destrange produced groundbreaking papers on cybernetics under STOP: a world-renowned cybernetics security organization. But those papers have birthed STOP’s Youth Training and Development Initiative (YTDI): an unethical program that transforms children into powerful cybernetic soldiers.  Since Deidre’s research founded the YTDI, she believes she has the power to end it.

Will her upcoming case study save STOP from itself?

Features

1-2 hours of playtime

High-quality sprites and CGs: with blinking, speaking and dynamic camera movements

Interactive records to explore

An original, immersive soundtrack

Partial voice acting

Accessibility options such as image captions, sound captions, and text legibility functions

One ending

Download protoViolence on Itch.io

#visual novel #malviolence #protoviolence #sciencecore #villaincore #vn #oelvn #spooktober 2023 #mad scientist #mad science #madogames #ANYWAYS HI I MADE A PREQUEL TO MALVIOLENCE FOR SPOOKTOBER HELLO

[liesasims4edits]

Something magical happened at Halloween night!

Nanami and her "friend" Patchy ;)

Spooktober 2023 Part 3 <3

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THX to ALL CC-Creators <3

Wanna see more?

> https://www.instagram.com/liesasims4/

#ts4 #sims4 #fantasy #thesims4 #thesims #spooktober 2023 #simblr #ts4poses

[wolfboy88]

Hello, one and all. The spooky season is creeping closer upon us and thought I’d make my own prompt list and share it with you all.

This isn’t an official event or anything but just an idea to have some fun and be creative this Halloween.

Feel free to use any of the prompts in any order, whether it be one or two or even as many as you want. All types of content is welcome - fics, edits, art, gifs, etc, for any fandom and post anytime in October.

Let’s get spooky 🎃👻🎃

#spooktober #spooktober 2023 #halloween #Halloween 2023 #halloween prompts #spooktober prompts #prompt list #13 days of halloween

[letmeapologise]

❝ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ੈ✩‧₊˚

ೀ.ᐟ⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐧 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 *ೃ༄

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟏.𝟏𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐢'𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢'𝐦 𝟏𝟔 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐜. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐟𝐫. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

“LEAVE SOME FOR THE KIDS!” you exclaimed, half-groaning as your boyfriend shovelled more and more sweets and chocolates out of the bowl you had placed them in just ten minutes ago. He chuckled, eyeing out the window and watching as groups of children and teenagers walked up and past your road in various costumes; a pirate, a scream killer, a ghostbuster, and a witch giving your house the quick one-two and pointing at it.

You grinned to yourself, grabbing the bowl off of the table and out of your boyfriend’s grasp as he frowned at you — brows knit together, almost pouting. You glared at him, silently passing a few of the snacks out of the bowl in your arms and onto the table — scoffing as you did so. Kylian gratefully took them, unravelling the wrapper and placing it in the forming hill of packaging. You had prided yourself on the Halloween decorations set up outside your house, a string of orange, purple, green, and red lights outside railing around the house. As well as a fake gravestone, giant spider, and pop up ghosts that shot up and made you laugh every time a toddler came too close and got scared by it.

Kylian, however, seemed too distracted by the extra assortment of snacks you had prepared; especially the Halloween-themed food. The doorbell rang — you were already making your way towards it with the bowl in hand as you had been watching them scouting the area for potential houses to get food from. “Trick or Treat!” they exclaimed in unison, small orange and purple bags in hand likely for the food you were about to give them; you had to hold back from audibly saying ‘aww’ as you pouted at the kids.

You grinned at them, handing them some food out of your bowl and then waving them off, Kylian still occupied eating the remaining snacks off of the table — you simply rolled your eyes. He was chewing on what you assumed was another chocolate, and gazed over at the mound of wrappers on the table in front of him, snatching it into your hand and walking up to the bin as he practically snorted at you. “Mon migon, please, a few more.” You chuckled softly to yourself, shaking your head whilst he gazed at you with his head tilted and keen eyes, brows raised. 

“I’m not falling for that, Ky,” you turned away from him as he tucked in his bottom lip after failing to woo you over to him and giving him more food, looking out the window at more kids coming up the street. He attempted to concoct a plan in his head while you were occupied in the kitchen – actually, what were you doing in the kitchen?

Kylian leaned back on his chair, trying to peek around the wall and into the kitchen, you were standing there with your back to him and hands rummaging through a cupboard below the sink. The doorbell rang again and he smacked his head to the side to look in the direction of the sound, then at you with the bowl, unaware of the kids at the door.

“Chérie?” Kylian stood up, head drawn between the expecting kids at the door and you in the kitchen. He stalked towards you, poking his head through the doorframe and watching you with wide open eyes, looking between you and the bowl. Earplugs adorning your ears, a soft tune radiating off of your head, and he tapped you softly on the shoulder. “There are children at the door,” he stated, hand reaching for the bowl in front of you which you swatted away.

He furrowed his brows at you, frowning, then half-laughing as you took the objects out of your ears and blocking your hearing; glaring at him expectantly. “You’re gonna eat all of them?” you questioned, eyes narrowing interrogatively while placing the earplugs down onto the kitchen counter and your hands on your hips.

He grinned, rolling his eyes and looking down at you with a coy smirk. Kylian shook his head, pointing at the direction towards the door, and you peered over his shoulder on your tiptoes — then grabbed the bowl, Kylian snatching one sneakily as you walked past and quickly placing it into his pocket. You finally made your way to the door, bowl balanced on one palm and pressed against your chest.

Kylian railing behind you with his hands in his pockets, the door opened and kids yelled in excitement, then directed their attention to the man behind you. “He looks like Mbappé,” one of them whispered in hushed tones to another, they looked at him with a familiar glint in their eye, a childish sense of adoration sparkling in their line of vision.

You turned behind you, widening your eyes. “Ky—“ you paused, immediately giving his identity away to the kids, then murmured profanities under your breath. You turned back round, breath hitching, his arms now wrapped around your shoulders rubbing comforting touches into your clothed skin. You handed over a couple of bars into each of the kids’ hands who walked away from the house hesitantly, eyes drawn to Kylian behind you, and you closed the door.

You scoffed, turning behind you and glaring at him. He shrugged, pulling the chocolate out of his pocket and unwrapping it while staring at you, smiling cockily, and throwing the unwrapped treat into his mouth. You huffed, holding in a silent laugh and then moving past him into the living room. “When we have kids they’re gonna hate you every single Halloween, you do know that?” you side eyed him as he approached you, leaning over the sofa in which you had recently sat in and shrugging. 

His eyes wrinkled at their corners as he beamed at you, unable to hold in his childish endeavors. “When are we gonna have kids then?” he teased, arms either side of you. You tilted your head at him and grinned, standing up alongside him and making your way up the stairs. “Ignore the doorbell whenever it goes off then,” he winked, taking your hand in his. “Guess I’ll get all the snacks,” he chuckled, and you hummed in satisfaction, holding in a laugh.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

#✰ letmeapologise ´ˎ˗ #✰ letmeapologise works ´ˎ˗ #spooktober 2023 #spooktober #writing #imagines #football #f/o imagines #football imagine #mbappe x reader #mbappe psg #mbappe imagine #kylian mbappe #france nt #psg #kylian x reader #kylian imagines #kylian x you #kylian fanfic

[steam-beasts]

Farmer McColl knew something was wrong the moment he could hear the shrill, fearful noises of his animals. Every farmer would know something was wrong if they heard such noises.

He grabbed his pitchfork and lamp, as it was late at night, and put on his coat before stepping outside into the cold night. His dog Katie bounded out behind him as the farmer made his way to the barn.

Once he got there, the bleating, mooing and clucking of his animals had died down a little, occasional noises now and again. McColl really didn't like the sudden silence "What the hell...?" He muttered, going up to the sliding door.

Just when he was about to slide open the door, Katie suddenly froze up and began barking at the barn. She growled angrily, immediately catching her owner's attention "Quiet, girl!" He hissed, glaring at the dog.

Just then, Farmer McColl heard a loud roar from within the barn. He jogged a metre back, nearly dropping his lamp as he stared wide eyed at the door. Katie just barked louder, zooming circles around him. Whatever that was, he knew it couldn't be a mountain lion, those animals aren't usually in english countrysides like this one.

Suddenly, whatever was in the building crashed out of the door. Wood flew everywhere, snapped and splintered from the force of the crash. Farmer McColl and Katie luckily weren't hurt, but had their attention set on what came out of the barn.

McColl's face paled, his jaw dropped.

The creature was Emily, the usually kind-hearted, sweet and helpful emerald tender engine that he'd often see and talk to. The farmer instantly refused to believe that this is her, or...was her. Her body had changed drastically;

Her teeth were razor-sharp and predatory, sharp enough to puncture flesh and strong enough to crush bones. Her eyes' scelera was no longer white, but a burning hellfire colour, her dilated pupils staring into his soul. As for the rest of the tender engine...God, it was much more horrific; Emily's entire undercarriage was gone, along with her wheels and siderods, cylinders and likely pistons.

All those parts were replaced with a giant cat-and-wolf-like organic body. She had multiple arms and legs, all of which were coated in thick grey fur alongside her underbelly, her face was also coated in fur, but much shorter.

The two big cycle-wheels that she had were replaced with two huge back legs, which might imply that she can move very fast even with her size. Her claws were interesting – they're the same colour as her livery, but the colour was obscured with blood – in fact, Emily was covered in it. Lastly, her tender was no longer being dragged, but carried by a huge tail beneath that was what dragged behind her now.

Emily stared down at the man, her eyes like headlights which shone down on him. Both were stuck in a staring contest, while Katie barked fiercely at the engine.

Just then, a sadistic and bloody grin grew on her face, the presumable blood of his animals running down her chin. Farmer McColl's own blood ran cold. A deep sound then rumbled from Emily's throat, like a mix between chittering and trilling like how a cat would. It was certain that she was happy to see him, but not in a friendly way.

Farmer McColl knew that whatever sanity Emily had left was slim to none.

#thomas and friends #thomas the tank engine #monster engines #horror story #ttte emily #emily the stirling engine #traintober 2023 #spooktober 2023 #tw: blood #TW: implied animal death

[seraphimslum]

you see her approaching you from a considerable distance. wyd

#but if i say ezekiel has never done anything wrong in her life i'm the bad guy? #spooktober vn jam #visual novel #yuri #game dev #vg dev #vn dev #vn development #seraphim slum #spooktober 2023 #vg #yuri art #yuri shitposting #wlw game #wlw love #wlw post #wlw #wlw art #wlw concepts #sapphic visual novel #sapphic #lesbian #wlw yearning #ezekiel #memes

[mistydragonflyart]

SPOOKTOBER 2023 - FOREST OF THE SPIRITS

This one was fun to draw. Also went smoother than I thought it would. Let's see how long my luck will last.

#my art #art #spooktober #spooktober 2023 #traditional art #original art #original characters #oc #ink #inking #markers #orange #artist on tumblr #I need to stop staring at these to the point of disliking it

[jifdirectory]

you will be REDIRECTED to a page with #88 gifs (268 x 161) of JENNIFER TILLY  as TIFFANY VALENTINE in BRIDE OF CHUCKY (1998) All of these gifs were made from SCRATCH by me using PHOTOSHOP. they are meant for ROLEPLAY purposes, but you may EDIT them however you like as long as you make sure to give me CREDIT.  LIKE or REBLOG if you’re using! CLICK HERE to be directed to my PAYHIP to purchase.

#gif pack #paid content #support content creators #spooktober 2023 #gif society #mine

[marlowememo]

🐻BEARY THE HATCHET🐻

A 2.5D style visual novel/rpg horror-like game done for #Spooktober2023 featuring multiple endings with tons of beautiful cgs and characters!

Be sure to check it out!

🔪 http://mokadevs.itch.io/beary-the-hatchet

#my art #spooktober #spooktober 2023 #game jam #rpg horror

[f1nalgirlz]

Kinktober day 2: mask kink | Charlie Walker

my list

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ p in v, sex, NSFW, smut, swearing, fem reader, female anatomy, knife play, tinsy bit of blood mention, scratch wounds - nothing deep

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ dom Charlie, established relationship, knife playyyy, just pure smut, creampie

Fall was your boyfriend’s favorite time of year, and it didn’t take long for you to grow to love it too. You found yourself extremely excited every year around the season, particularly because since Halloween was Charlie’s favorite holiday he made the whole month of October so fun. Of course he did the usual pumpkin carving, decorating, pumpkin patch dates, movie marathons, but your very favorite part was eagerly waiting to see what mask Charlie came home with this year. Your interest in him wearing a mask during sex came as a surprise the first time it happened, you’d never expected yourself to be interested in something like that, but now it was your favorite yearly tradition.

As you sat in your dimly lit, and thanks to Charlie, extremely well decorated living room, you were reading a book to get yourself in the fall spirit, something by Ray Bradbury Charlie had gifted you, Hocus Pocus playing at low volume on the tv. You tried to focus on your book, yet your mind kept wandering back to your boyfriend, wondering what mask he’d be picking out at this very minute. Your body buzzed at the thought. Not very long after, the sound of your front door made your ears perk up, your eyes darting to the door. There stood your boyfriend, closing the door behind him. Charlie had a huge grin on his face as he walked to you. “There’s been a slight change of plans this year,” he said, kissing your forehead. You furrowed your brows and looked at him. “What do you mean?” You asked inquisitively, earning another grin in response. You watched as he dug into the Halloween store bag, pulling out way more than just a mask. This year, he’d bought the whole costume. A classic ghostface outfit, complete with a mask.

You could feel your cheeks heating up, excitement filling your body. “Go get ready.” He said, excitedly, and you ran to your shared bedroom. You closed the door and stripped yourself down to your underclothes. You sat on the edge of the bed and patiently waited on Charlie to get ready. Soon, your bedroom door creaked open slowly and there stood Charlie in the full ghostface outfit. The sight made your body burn, arousal being the most prominent thing you felt. As your eyes drifted down his body you noticed a flash of silver, as he walked closer to you silently you noticed it was a knife. A rather large one you’d never seen before, the more you examined it, you could see that it was a smooth blade, no serrated edge. When he reached you, his gloved hand touched your shoulder and the knife was pressed to your neck. Your heart pounded in your chest, this was never something you’d actually done before, not that it hadn’t been discussed in hypotheticals. He slowly moved the knife down, tracing the dull side down your chest until it hit your bra. You looked up at him, fear and arousal in your eyes but he just continued, taking the knife and slicing open the thin lace of your bra. As the elastic was cut, it fell down your shoulders, leaving your bare chest exposed to him. As your cheeks and ears lit up red, he tilted his head at you, like he was further examining you. His hand that rested on your shoulder began pushing you down until your back softly hit the cool comforter.

Your heart sped up as he moved the knife again, lightly dragging the cold metal between your breasts, then down your stomach, only stopping at your matching lace panties. He looked at your face again before cutting your black lace panties off in what looked like one swipe. Charlie was always extremely skilled with his hands. Your cheeks flushed when you felt the knife pressing into your thigh oh so lightly, causing you to squirm a bit. This caused Charlie to grab your hip, pinning it to the bed with his left hand. “Don’t move.” He said, his voice alone sending shivers up your spine. “Yes sir,” you said, keeping still as he scraped the blade against your bare hip, leaving a tiny scratch. You could feel wetness pooling between your thighs but you didn’t dare rush him. When he finally used his hands to spread your legs you heard a chuckle coming from under the mask.

“You’re wet just from this?” He asked, running his gloved hand along the inside of your thigh. Your cunt was aching to be touched. You needed him, now. “Charlie please… I need you.” You said pleadingly, earning a chuckle from him. When he stood up to adjust himself, he pulled your body so your bottom half was right on the edge of the bed. Lifting his black cloak he lined his cock up with your entrance. The thought of him being completely naked under that costume just turned you on more, if it was even possible. As he pushed himself in, earning a moan from you, you felt something cold against your throat. You instantly knew it was that knife. He thrusted into you quickly, barely giving you time to adjust to the way your cunt stretched to fit him. His free hand gripped your leg, pushing it further spread to give him complete access into you. All you could do was lay there, moaning while he fucked you absolutely stupid. Every so often you’d be reminded of the knife that was against your neck when you felt the way the metal pressed into your skin, not hard enough to wound you, just a reminder that it was there. As you felt a knot tightening in your lower stomach, you clenched around him, He’d never stopped staring at you. You couldn’t see his eyes through the mask, but you could feel his blue eyes burning into your skull. You always knew when he was staring at you. As he fucked into you relentlessly, you felt the knot snap, letting yourself come undone beneath him. He continued fucking your cunt as you moaned and writhed under him. When you were coming down from your high, you felt a sting as the sharp blade that was against your neck penetrated the skin just barely. You were met with the feeling of Charlie filling you up, hot liquid filling your insides as you felt a small drop of blood drip down your neck. When he’d rode out his high, he pulled out, tossing the knife onto the nightstand. As he pulled his mask off, you were sitting up from your laying position, looking at him all doe eyed.

He instantly cupped your cheeks, kissing your lips gently. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you badly did I?” He asked, examining your neck, wiping away the blood on it. You shook your head gently and flashed a smile. “No just scratches basically…I liked it.” You said, earning a grin from Charlie. He pecked your lips a few times before replying. “Me too. Let’s get cleaned up.” He said helping you up and leading to the bathroom, for you to both have a much needed bubble bath.

R: This isn’t proofread so I’m sorry >~< sorry for any odd wording or typos I’ll fix it later! Alsoooo I’ll catch up on the day I missed later I PROMISE but here’s for day 2. I hope this doesn’t suck too bad, I started rushing the end a little. Okay byeeeee

#rory culkin #rory culkin character x reader #charlie walker #charlie walker smut #scre4m #charlie walker x y/n #charlie walker x you #scream #scream 4 #scream4 #culkin cult #i ❤️ rory culkin #smut #tw knife #knifeplay #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #spooktober #spooktober 2023

[brightoakgame]

Spooktober 2023 Jam Project - Burdock

(logo by the ineffably cool IngThing) We're skidding closer to the finish line and coming in hot, so I'm very happy to share a quick peek at Burdock, the project I've been working on for this year's Spooktober Visual Novel Game Jam!

(stunning character art by Remnantation, textbox by IngThing)

This is my very first time participating in a game jam, and I've had the joy of working with a phenomenal team of very talented individuals--two of whom also worked on Bright Oak, and two artists I've greatly admired from other projects!

Character Artist: Remnantation

Original Music: John Åhlin

Logo and UI: @ingthing

Coding: A wonderful (but currently secret) artist

Writing and Backgrounds: me!

I'm going to save the story pitch for release, but here's a taste of some of the aspects that excite me:

(Rem's detail work on the main sprites is absolutely jaw-dropping and beautiful!!)

(Ing's UI is gorgeous and atmospheric)

(John knows that the quickest route to my heart is to have words like "kantele" and "rusty mandolin" included in the music track listings)

That's it for now--I look forward to sharing more with the official release announcement at the end of the week!

#burdock #spooktober 2023 #spooktober vn jam #spooktober #game jam #visual novel #oelvn #interactive fiction #interactive story #game dev #indie dev #vn dev