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Thank you to everyone who contributed another fun and fascinating selection of #PhantomsFriday posts today. I look forward to all your manifestations next week but in the meantime, Mr @braegrosz.com has kindly invited us all to join in with this bit of macabre Monday feeling. Let the gloom commence!

Got posts you’d like to share for #PhantomsFriday but that aren’t about ghosts? Starting July 6th, count down to October with #13MorbidMondays! There will be creative prompts and themed chat questions, but anything and everything macabre is welcome under the event hashtag. (A.I. is not welcome)

ICYMI 👇

Boosting here in case any of my fellow morbidly-minded would be interested

Boosting for #PhantomsFriday friends who might like to join in You're welcome to share art, writing, reading recs, music, folklore, history, science, etc. Whatever the prompts and/or chat questions inspire, whether it's original work or boosting interesting things to help inspire morbid imaginings.

13 Morbid Mondays until Halloween!

👀👀👀👀 excited for this!

I've been reminded this morning of how much I love coming up with writing prompts, and I need a distraction from my summer seasonal depression, and I have just determined that there are 13 Mondays until October, so what the hell. New prompt challenge coming soon at @morbidimagining.bsky.social

I didn't participate in #MorbidMarch as often as I wished, but it's been an enjoyable month seeing what people shared in the tag. To wrap up my own Morbid March offerings, I'll settle for boosting this post about my current WIP. Might be my most morbid work yet, which is, in fact, saying something.

Thank you for hosting! #MorbidMarch I'm trans + write dark fantasy including a series about an all queer cast trying to survive a world corrupted by death magic The Witch of Eden Hollow revolves around grief & how it changes each character. All are free to read! 🔗 archiveofourown.org/users/TheEld...

#morbidMarch #day31 #theLastDay Reader, I drowned. No, really. The caul didn't save me, and my ears are still ringing with the sounds of the waters. There was something, or rather someone out in that cold wet abyss with a thousand weighted needles stitching me to the floor of the lake.

A maritime superstition said it was unlucky to “save a stranger from the sea” for “he’ll turn your enemy”. There was a belief that the one who saved the other, would soon be drowned themselves... #MorbidMarch 🎨Niss

The last day! No prompt. We're celebrating any and all morbid imaginings! Use #MorbidMarch to share/boost work inspired by death and dying — art, writing, reading recs, music, folklore, history, science, etc. Thank you to everyone who's joined in the fun 🖤 Please use alt text on images. No A.I.

#morbidMarch #day30 #waters So, you never said if that Caul can stop you from drowning. I looked at the waters edge, and back at those Whitby Jet eyes and I knew what he was thinking. He was faster than me and the water was cold. A thousand needles all at once, latching like weighted stitches.

For day 30 (WATERS), did you know that the phrase "blowing smoke up your ass" comes from a resuscitation technique utilized in the 1700s, often for drowning. Tobacco smoke was blown up into rectums to stimulate and "revive" the person. This pre-dated CPR.

Day 30 of #MorbidMarch! The last prompt! Prompt: WATERS Use #MorbidMarch to share and boost art, writing, reading recs, music, folklore, history, science, etc. Whatever the prompt inspires, whether it's creative work or something to stoke morbid imaginings. Please use alt text on images. No A.I.

Balls of light have been reported hovering over various stretches of water on the Scottish lochs, sometimes stationary, then moving fast and dropping down into the water. In local lore such lights were thought to foretell death, and upon seeing them, fisherman would stay on dry land... #MorbidMarch

When the witching hour struck, cloaked figures emerged from the fog, surrounding the house at five points. Discordant voices called up a storm, until the earth cracked open, swallowing the house and all its inhabitants… (For better or for worse, the roots sheltered the youngest.) #MorbidMarch

Grab the child, and go. The others have made their choice. Or, leave the child behind. Their eyes are already not right. Pray the car starts. If it doesn’t, just run. You have the key to the gate. There’s blood on your hands, but you have the key, and that is all that matters. Now, run. #MorbidMarch

#morbidMarch #day29 #jet They were the darkest eyes I've ever seen. Even the iris seemed devoid of colour. Eyes of Whitby Jet. They seemed to hold the soul of anyone that looked their way, like the way that Whitby Jet holds onto the trees until there's nothing left but a fossil indentation. And I

Tattoos all had symbolic meanings. The swallow represented how many miles the sailor had travelled and, if they drowned, would also fly their soul to heaven. The anchor represented stability, strength and safety... 📸Todd Walker #MorbidMarch

#morbidMarch #day28 #anchor Will really did make the most dazzling white skeleton lamp. I enjoyed him for about a year when I realised it, or the process of, no longer sparked joy for me. I started to feel adrift, and knew I needed to find a new anchor for all my exploits to spark again.

Whitby Jet became THE most integral piece of Victorian mourning jewellery. Following the death of Prince Albert 50 jet workshops swelled to 204... #MorbidMarch 🎨Jules Émile Saintin

Day 29 of #MorbidMarch! Prompt: JET Use #MorbidMarch to share and boost art, writing, reading recs, music, folklore, history, science, etc. Whatever the prompt inspires, whether it's creative work or something to stoke morbid imaginings. Please use alt text on images. No A.I.

#MorbidMarch Oh god. I'm just getting to this and there's quite a few I've written that I enjoy. But, this might be my favorite.

#MorbidMarch it's a trick of the light, surely. A smudge on the glass of the mirror, I thought. But, there it was, plain as day; a face. I cleaned it multiple times, but the smudge wouldn't fade. Sun damage? Water damage? I was running through the options when it winked at me. Now it's behind cloth.

Day 28 of #MorbidMarch! Prompt: ANCHOR Use #MorbidMarch to share and boost art, writing, reading recs, music, folklore, history, science, etc. Whatever the prompt inspires, whether it's creative work or something to stoke morbid imaginings. Please use alt text on images. No A.I.

The fantastic legend of The Lady Lovibond is the tale of a ghost ship which reappears every 50 years off the coast of Kent. The ship was said to have been deliberately steered off course by the first mate who was in love with the captain's wife... 🎨Alfred Kubin #MorbidMarch

#MorbidMarch An excerpt from The Witch of Eden Hollow. I really liked writing the downward spiral Elias has after what *was* a really nice morning with his new partner that spiralled into him missing his son. Plus the reaction the plants around him have to it. redactions because spoilers

"They burned pretty." #MorbidMarch

#morbidMarch #day27 #fantastic Breaking news: the shock disappearance of Will Turner has now become a murder investigation. The 17 year old disappeared a month ago today. He was last seen in blue jeans and a black jacket near Bay st of George Town. I turned the TV off and my attention back to my

'Who knew humans could be so colourful inside? Especially one as dull as Rob had been, when he was alive.' First line of Phengaris, my novella :) #MorbidMarch

The final chat questions of the final weekly chat of #MorbidMarch are up! (Where has the time gone?!)

STORIES OF GHOSTS HOUSE HAUNTED BY THE SPIRITS OF THE DEPARTED. The Phantoms Are Said to Sometimes Perform the Queerest Pranks — The Explanation, When Found, May Be Very Simple and Is Often Laughable — from The Florence Times, January 11th, 1896 #MorbidMarch #PhantomsFriday

Day 27 of #MorbidMarch! Prompt: FANTASTIC Use #MorbidMarch to share and boost art, writing, reading recs, music, folklore, history, science, etc. Whatever the prompt inspires, whether it's creative work or something to stoke morbid imaginings. Please use alt text on images. No A.I.

#MorbidMarch In Such Sweet Sorrow, Rebecca's aunt sues her over her parents' will when they die in a car crash. That sure is a fun story to write :P

#MorbidMarch I explore isolation, regret, yearning, missing a state of being that you can no longer return to, and the sensation of being an "other". All of my stories have a supernatural element; mostly following vampires. There's something about the gothic vibes that I really enjoy.

#MorbidMarch I mean, I would just weather it. It's just a week. xD "I've been through worse," I tell the demon trying to possess me.

Grief and trauma. My two short horror stories both deal with those themes and the characters not dealing with it. #MorbidMarch

#MorbidMarch In my short story, The Deeper We Go, two characters despise one another. Character A hates B because B is just being rude. Character B doesn’t trust A, and thinking she is insane. It also stems because the two dont know one another that well.

I can’t think of much to be honest. The closest that’s pretty morbid is for my siren short story, I looked up how chum smells. #MorbidMarch #WritingCommunity

#MorbidMarch For my short story, The Deeper We Go, the cave itself is integral for the story. I wanted the cave to feel like a character in of itself. An endless tunnel system, that compels you to go further I also wanted the cave to represent the narrator’s untreated depression #WritingCommunity

The strangeness of folded space. The hallucinations called 'shimmers' that everyone sees differently. The ghostly voices of early space explorers like Gagarin and Glenn, trapped these centuries inside the in-between.

#MorbidMarch My main morbid theme in my writing is grief. I don't take death very well, and after a uniquely terrible amount of loss all at once, it made me shut down for a long time. When I picked writing back up again, I found an outlet for the messy feelings I have regarding grief. 1/5

The Mysterious Affair at Styles #MorbidMarch