ShortHorrors
@shorthorrors.bsky.social
Short stories of horror
Some serious
Some silly
Literally just trying out a hobby, no hate pls
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Some serious
Some silly
Literally just trying out a hobby, no hate pls
Personal shit post wall: https://bsky.app/profile/evilhaunts.bsky.social
To my two followers, and the 0 people my posts have reached. I’d love to take random horror prompts to practice writing. Please and thank you
January 23, 2025 at 9:49 PM
To my two followers, and the 0 people my posts have reached. I’d love to take random horror prompts to practice writing. Please and thank you
Short story: Holding It
Based on real events
It was late and Jesse needed to poop. But they were already so cozy. They had found the perfect snuggle position with their partner, the comforter was pulled up to their necks, heating pad on, and with the droning of the fan, it was impossible to stand.
Based on real events
It was late and Jesse needed to poop. But they were already so cozy. They had found the perfect snuggle position with their partner, the comforter was pulled up to their necks, heating pad on, and with the droning of the fan, it was impossible to stand.
January 23, 2025 at 7:30 PM
Short story: Holding It
Based on real events
It was late and Jesse needed to poop. But they were already so cozy. They had found the perfect snuggle position with their partner, the comforter was pulled up to their necks, heating pad on, and with the droning of the fan, it was impossible to stand.
Based on real events
It was late and Jesse needed to poop. But they were already so cozy. They had found the perfect snuggle position with their partner, the comforter was pulled up to their necks, heating pad on, and with the droning of the fan, it was impossible to stand.
Short story: Endless Drift
“And so it has come to this.” The timeworn monk spoke aloud to a vacant room if only to hear his own voice one last time. The end was futile and he had accepted this. He’d been found as the author of a work of heresy that had spread throughout the spacing dominion.
“And so it has come to this.” The timeworn monk spoke aloud to a vacant room if only to hear his own voice one last time. The end was futile and he had accepted this. He’d been found as the author of a work of heresy that had spread throughout the spacing dominion.
January 22, 2025 at 12:46 AM
Short story: Endless Drift
“And so it has come to this.” The timeworn monk spoke aloud to a vacant room if only to hear his own voice one last time. The end was futile and he had accepted this. He’d been found as the author of a work of heresy that had spread throughout the spacing dominion.
“And so it has come to this.” The timeworn monk spoke aloud to a vacant room if only to hear his own voice one last time. The end was futile and he had accepted this. He’d been found as the author of a work of heresy that had spread throughout the spacing dominion.
CW: Extremely scary read at your own risk
It’s Inauguration Day
It’s Inauguration Day
January 20, 2025 at 5:37 PM
CW: Extremely scary read at your own risk
It’s Inauguration Day
It’s Inauguration Day
Short story: Ringing
CW: Gore
Walking down the hall I hear the ringing again. “Maggie, Maggieee” - I think I hear someone call. “The meetings starting. Yo! You with us?”
I’m at my breaking point. I’m not quite sure where I am, but the ringing has to stop. A glint catches my eye. That’ll do.
CW: Gore
Walking down the hall I hear the ringing again. “Maggie, Maggieee” - I think I hear someone call. “The meetings starting. Yo! You with us?”
I’m at my breaking point. I’m not quite sure where I am, but the ringing has to stop. A glint catches my eye. That’ll do.
January 20, 2025 at 3:22 AM
Short story: Ringing
CW: Gore
Walking down the hall I hear the ringing again. “Maggie, Maggieee” - I think I hear someone call. “The meetings starting. Yo! You with us?”
I’m at my breaking point. I’m not quite sure where I am, but the ringing has to stop. A glint catches my eye. That’ll do.
CW: Gore
Walking down the hall I hear the ringing again. “Maggie, Maggieee” - I think I hear someone call. “The meetings starting. Yo! You with us?”
I’m at my breaking point. I’m not quite sure where I am, but the ringing has to stop. A glint catches my eye. That’ll do.