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Chitra Iyer
beats for them whom she hates intensely She holds her heart outside of her for she needs space to store hate in a secure place. Her eyes drip bloodied hate hadn't the world buried her in a casket of hate? Her silence echoes the words: 'Make hate not love Spread hate with love.' • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 • Collaborate on this prompt and write your spooky thoughts about the heart she holds. • You can write poem/ microtale/ long story/ conversation. Feel free to extend in caption. • Must use #scheart to let us discover your write-up. 🧟
Chitra Iyer
to create hell on earth. She is horrified like hell to see a hell worse than hers. • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 • Collaborate on this prompt and write your spooky thoughts about the demoness who returned. • You can write poem/ microtale/ long story/ conversation. Feel free to extend in caption. • Must use #scdemoness to let us discover your write-up. 🧟
Chitra Iyer
I cremate each word in my head where they come alive and I become her dead hero. My ache to devour her is getting stronger. I am already eating bits of her from her previous life. She is indeed very delectable. • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 • Collaborate on this prompt and write your spooky thoughts about her and the tale. • You can write poem/ microtale/ long story/ conversation. Feel free to extend in caption. • Use #sctale to let us discover your write-up. 🧟 #chitshorror
Chitra Iyer
Gagana is in deep sleep. Her soul is attending the party. When the witch cackles, crazy skulls get unshackled. Gagana's soul is searching for a skull. It sees my skull dancing and dashes to take it. My skull dodges her and her soul cries as I evade her multiple tries. Gagana's enthusiasm dies. The bitch of a witch continues cackling as my skull retreats, glad to now be shackled. Gagana awakens. Her disappointed soul awaits another party. • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 • Collaborate on this prompt and write your spooky thoughts about this party. • You can write poem/ microtale/ long story/ conversation. Feel free to extend in caption. • Must use #scwitchparty to let us discover your write-up. 🧟
Chitra Iyer
"Yeah. That's sad. I'm sorry I had to take it since somebody else took away mine." "You need a punch on your face. But since it's mine, I can't punch you" "If you search mine, I promise to give back yours." I go away and return carrying a garland of faces around my neck. None happened to be his. I promptly sever my face from his neck and put it on my neck leaving him headless and writhing in agony. All the heads dance. My neck rejoices. Good morning Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 Collaborate on this prompt and complete the conversation in your own spooky way. Must use #scfacelost to let us discover your write-up. 🧟 #scconversation Font: Mirza Reg (8) #chitshorror
Chitra Iyer
She is in hell's heaven Sitting on a throne of grinning skulls Her eyes are forever burning like hot coals, charring the one she feels will destroy hell. Hell hath no fury like the queen who's just been crowned. The new chief waits to cast her evil spell. She is the queen of hell. • Good morning Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 • Collaborate on this prompt and write your spooky thoughts about the new lady in hell. • You can write poem/ microtale/ long story/ conversation. Feel free to extend in caption. • Must use #scladyinhell to let us discover your write-up. 🧟
Chitra Iyer
Uff. His sweetheart, she had awakened his eroticism He couldn't wait to devour her, so high was he on cannibalism • Hola Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 it's time for our #scrapidfire prompt. • Write a 2 liner story about cannibalism. • Collab on this bg only before 11.59pm. Best entries will be highlighted tomorrow. • Must use #scmystery3 to let us discover you. #chitshorror
Chitra Iyer
the tentacles of the wicked one branch out and kill everything that comes in its way. Nothing and nobody is spared. Hate gets consumed and consummated with rage. The howls of the wolves echo in the darkness. Night trembles. • Good morning Spookians 🖤🖤🖤🖤 • Collaborate on this prompt and write your spooky thoughts of the wicked creature. • You can write poem/ microtale/ long story/ conversation. Feel free to extend in caption. • Must use #scpreysearch to let us discover you. #chitshorror