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Lancaster, Virginia
📸 Bill Radford
#abandoned#old house#abandoned house#rural gothic#rural america#photography#original photographers#southern gothic#american gothic#small town gothic#small town aesthetic#solitude#old ghosts#virginia
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There we go, folks, the audio version is now live and available for five dollar or more subscribers, but y'all can have a four-minute sample clip as a treat. The full story's around 18 minutes long, but according to my test audience, it's worth the listen. Go sign up and check it out? I'd love it if I could justify getting to do more stuff like this in the future.
And in case the embed flops, here's the text link: https://www.patreon.com/posts/old-ghosts-audio-102803156
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The Clutter family home in Holcomb, Kansas.
#then and now#vintage photography#black and white photography#crime scene#true crime#in cold blood#truman capote#the clutter family murders#perry smith#richard hickok#kansas#houses#old ghosts#famous locations
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Beaverhead County Montana October 5 2023
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#poems#poetry#old ghosts#nneoma ike-njoku#nigerian writer#nigerian american writer#nigerian american poetry#nigerian poetry#diaspora poetry#diaspora writer#diaspora#wordplay#wordplay poetry
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omg blog adjacent!!!! @loveontopknot @hyperfleche
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👄 Katja Sparks?
If she's still around, I don't know about it, and I don't think I want to know about it. I miss her every day, but there's nothing to be done. I remember her as a stubborn, passionate, loving woman. Optimistic with a bright future. She had a bit of a temper, she could hold a grudge, but she was so much more than that. I don't know what she'd be like these days, though.
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*crouches to go into stealth*
the cracking of my knees alerts the guards, I am immediately killed
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Tuesday Tull #38
Ian Anderson has typically been regarded as an innovative composer and poet.
“Old Ghosts”, from the 1979 Stormwatch Album is an example of both.
This was performed on a German TV show in 1980. (Lyrics below the video) Also, note the interesting outfit that Martin Lancelot Barre is sporting.
The Lyrics:
Hair stands high on the cat’s back like
A ridge of threatening hills
Sheepdogs howl, make…
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Me lovingly booping you all, 141 style <3
#call of duty#boop o meter#boop#my stuff#my gifs#task force 141#modern warfare#ghost#price#gaz#soap#I'll probably make some old guard ones next lol... give me a few mins#141
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#rural decay#not my pics#fixer upper#virginia#abandoned#abandoned house#old ghosts#rural america#small town america#rot#mold#random interiors#fireplace#appalachia#rural gothic#rural life#rural aesthetic#empty spaces#cellar#basement#in the country
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-> repost from my old blog cause i’ve been DILF crazy lately.
DILF!SIMON ???
truly an old, grumpy bastard. kidding. he’s a dilf without even being a dilf— which is so fucking frustrating because it forces you to imagine actually having his kids and watching him walk around with a chunky baby to bounce on his big, ink covered arm. he always tells you that all you have to do is say the word, and he’d be happy to oblige. to give you a happy baby and make up the warm, bubbly home he never had growing up. he’d put a pretty ring on your finger, too. everything and anything despite your age gap.
and god… is he making sure you fall right into his trap. he’s even at it early in the morning, lounging in the living room with nothing but his briefs on, thick thighs spread and just waiting for you to sit your soft warmth right on top of them. above the elastic waistband digging into his carved hips are those solid abs that reside under the bit of pudge he does have. your eyes trail all the way up, to his beefed up pecs and bulky scarred biceps, while he reads the morning paper and has a mug of tea without a care in the world.
“simon,” you don’t mean to say his name, honestly. it slips out with ease as it tends to, because you cant seem to wrap your head around how this metaphorical and literal mountain of a man is yours. it escapes you on instinct as your feet carry you to him, shuffling in your slippers until your knees bump into his own.
you’re falling into his lap with a kind of desperation that is so familiar to him. he knows— he always does. so a calloused hand squeezes your thigh while you press yourself into him and already begin placing kisses along the underside of his stubbly jaw. his adam’s apple bobs as he speaks.
“ready t’ take me up on that offer?”
#⌨️.kit's writing#old blog was khonig teehee.#anyway#recycling things from the vault because i’m both too busy and lazy to write#***#simon riley x you#simon riley x reader#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley smut#call of duty x you#call of duty x reader#call of duty smut
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retired 🩶
#call of duty#cod#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#soapghost#my art#listen this took me like two weeks so y'all better appreciate 🤌#johnny is the super active DIY father of the family#simon has made his way through all of the miss marple mysteries and has now set his sights on naval fiction#also growing his fringe out to hide the early onset baldness#johnny has gorgeous hair but we knew that#the dogs are called roger and wee albert--guess which is which#yes they all sleep in the same bed~#I guess I just need to see these two old and cranky and alive for whatever reason...#let them both burn in hell after a few good decades learning how to live beyond just surviving#god they probably make a banger pot roast....
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Simon has always been confused on why you gift him toys. Sure, most of the gifts you gave him were some of the things he liked. Bourbon, masks, gloves, make up for him to smudge his eyes with, some daggers and knives. Things that we're useful for him, just him. But later, you gifted him a toy airplane. He makes a comment about it, saying he is not a child anymore and you were better off giving it to Johnny instead.
"No, this is specifically for you, take it."
When he gets to him room, he walks toward his trash can, opening it with the tip of his boot. He gives one more look at the toy, his mood souring before throwing it into the trash. He goes on about his day, training, signing paper work, drills. Doing anything to ignore the pain stinging memories that the toy brought back. Emotions that were buried thousands of feet deep it could reach hell itself. Later, he lies awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, avoiding looking at the cylinder shape that's calling for him in his peripheral.
Fuck.
He pulls the covers off vigorously and stomps over to the trash can. He is standing over it like he's trying to intimidate it, as if it was an enemy he's trying to get rid of in battle. To anyone else, the scene would look comical.
He sighs to himself and reaches down to take out the toy he so cruelly threw away. He sets it on his desk and quickly walks toward his bed, facing away from his desk.
The next day, he wakes up feeling different. He swears he sees his room more vibrant, more lively. That energy follows him through out the day, having his other teammates notice his rather bright mood.
You catch him in the hallway. Pulling him aside to ask him about the paper work you left at his desk this morning. Of course, he notices the way you smile brightly, more so than usual. But he notices that you're not looking at him. More like looking at something next to him.
"What's got you so cheery?"
You turn to look up at him, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"I just..." You take a quick glance at the spot next to him, before bringing your eyes back upon his.
"I just hope you liked your gift." The same bright smile appearing on your face.
He stares at you, examining your words. Your expression.
You think you see his eyes crinkle a bit.
"Yea,"
"I liked it."
#call of duty#cod#simon ghost riley#simon riley#ghost#simon riley x reader#medium!reader#Joseph really liked his toy airplane#Honestly this was her way of giving his nephew toys without her bring up that she sees dead people#she can't be like “Ghost let me gift Joseph something”#he would be like “How the fawk you know who that is??”#sorry for errors its so late#but yea ill have more soon#I just cant figure out how to traumatize Gaz and Soap#Only Ghost and Price#love to see the old men suffer#ghost simon riley#ghost x reader
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<𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠! 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕀 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪?>
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Character idea- a medium runs an antique store and helps ghosts who haunt old objects move onto the after life. One of these ghosts haunts a 1950's rotary telephone and the medium is able to talk to her through the phone specifically but this ghost refuses to move on. Obviously they're lesbians.
Also there's a poltergeist who haunts the store and is just a pest that knocks shit over. The medium never sees the poltergeist (because ghosts can choose to allow her to see them) and so she thinks he's just an annoying pest. Turns out the poltergeist is a ghost cat just doing cat shit.
#i had the idea of communicating to a ghost through an old telephone and it spiraled from there 😂#i dont have time for it but i wanna sketch them now#not to mention the completely OTHER fae characters that my sister and I made#i do not have enough time for these ideas
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