evilinsanemonkey: Marshall Teller and Dash X from Eerie Indiana making eyes at each other (Eerie: Dash/Mars)
[personal profile] evilinsanemonkey
It is Femslash February (I'm a few days late, I know, life got weird...) and I thought it would be fun to offer a challenge to all of us Eerie fans to write some femslash for this fandom!

No formal prompts, just a general celebration of all the wonderful F/F pairing possibilities* in Eerie Fandom!

I've added a new collection on AO3 if you'd like to use that when posting!

(*Genderswapping characters counts)
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
Rock out your fifties hairstyles, make sure your lids are sealed tight, and enjoy vacuum-fresh food, because the 2020 Eerie Indiana rewatch kicks off tonight with the pilot episode that made half of us afraid of packed lunches... ladies and gentlemen, fire up your DVD players, and let's watch: Foreverware!
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
Betty Wilson stood beside the ornate and rubberised monument which bore her husband's name. She set down a bright floral-patterned Bouquet Keeper, inside of which a dozen white roses stood suspended for eternity.

She knew, standing there in her neat black veil and crisp widow's weeds, that the ground beneath her feet was empty. What had been left of Walt had not been the sort of thing she'd see sealed up and preserved forever; the thought of their precious boys finding him at the back of the icebox had sent shivers of horror up her spine.

Still, she missed him.


Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: The Children

Read more... )
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle












froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle






froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
Rock out your fifties hairstyles, make sure your lids are sealed tight, and enjoy vacuum-fresh food, because the 2019 Eerie Indiana rewatch kicks off tonight with the pilot episode that made half of us afraid of packed lunches... ladies and gentlemen, fire up your DVD players, and let's watch: Foreverware!
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
Rock out your fifties hairstyles, make sure your lids are sealed tight, and enjoy vacuum-fresh food, because the 2020 Eerie Indiana rewatch kicks off tonight with the pilot episode that made half of us afraid of packed lunches... ladies and gentlemen, fire up your DVD players, and let's watch: Foreverware!
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle










froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle


froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle


froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle








froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle


froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle


















froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
The Happy Brothers Mortuary company car was all-white, with a red cross decal on the rear window, smooth, gently rounded lines, and a set of bubble lights that marked it for exactly what it was - an ambulance from the 1950s, repurposed for the transport of corpses.

They'd found it inside a car-sized ForeverWare container at the back of an overcrowded storage container rented in their mother's name. The old-fashioned medical equipment inside had gone straight to Noel's Knick-Knack-Bric-a-Brac Emporium, but when some of it showed up in Doctor Eukenuba's exam room, the twins had decided against selling on the rest.


Ongoing Verse: The Children

Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

Read more... )
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
The lace curtains in the abandoned house up the street were moth-eaten, yellow with age where they weren't grey with dust, and wreathed around with a dozen years of cobwebs. The red lettering of the For Sale sign had long-since faded to washed-out pink, and it sagged on it's mildewed and rotting post.

Bertram Wilson did not get out of his car. He did not roll down the windows. He simply sat there, the engine running and the radio off, watching as the house where eternity had dwelled for so long succumbed to entropy.

After a while, he left again.


Ongoing Verse: The Children

Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

Read more... )
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
The pencil was bright aquamarine and felt rubbery under her fingers. There was no letter or number to indicate texture or shade; only a bright pink infinity symbol that looped around the very top.

"Use as directed," the old woman hissed, grabbing Sara Sue's arm in a grip that sucked like a vacuum. The old lady's eyes were wild and staring and her pink pillbox hat sat crookedly atop thin white hair. "Last you a lifetime! Maybe longer!"

The worn-down stub of the Eerie No.2 pencil prickled against her skin, and Sara Sue recognised it for the warning it was.

Ongoing Verse: Pay Attention

Read more... )
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle


froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle






froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
The Gorgon working the reception desk at Curl Up and Dye, the Eerie Mall's most popular hair salon, glowered at the appointment book open in front of her. The appointment book, made of human skin and sporting a single still-living eye of jaundiced aspect, glared back, stubbornly refusing to turn to stone.

"I'm telling you, the book changes these appointments by itself," she hissed. "Mrs. Wilson comes in every six weeks for a cut and colour. She never misses, she's never late, and she never cancels."

She tapped one emerald-green nail against the crossed-out entry.

"It knows something," she insisted.

Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

Read more... )

Eerie, Indiana/Hocus Pocus

Read more... )
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle




froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle
The house was dark and silent and all the tulips in the window boxes had died. In other circumstances, Bertram Wilson might have thought it was sad. Maybe even creepy, another building abandoned and falling to ruin, it's hallways walked only by sad ghosts slowly losing the shape they'd held in life.

Not an usual sight, at least in this town.

This house was different, though, and he whistled cheerfully as he checked the closed and bolted shutters and tested the lock on the back door. This house couldn't rot fast enough, and the memory of his mother with it.

Ongoing Verse: The Children

Read more... )

Ongoing Verse: The Powers That Be

Read more... )
froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle


froodle: (Default)
[personal profile] froodle






Profile

eerieindiana: (Default)
Eerie Indiana

May 2025

M T W T F S S
   1 234
56789 1011
1213141516 1718
19202122232425
262728293031 

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Page Summary

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated May. 25th, 2025 10:37 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios