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Pinup of the Week: Midnight Mystery Stories January 6, 1923

Midnight Mystery Stories 1923 01 06 January

I’ve been posting a lot of these Midnight Mystery Stories covers recently. I’m liking them. For the life of me, I can’t figure out what this woman is doing. Here’s what my imagination is doing with the slouch, the mask, and the doctor bag: You wake up smelling chloroform, and realize that you can’t remember the past few hours, since you met a mysterious, beautiful woman at a street cafe. You see the woman you met there, standing out on the balcony of the room you’re in. She notices that you’re awake and picks up a bag that was sitting next to her. It is at this moment that you realize that you’re tied down in a large tub.

Good Paper

The Killer

The Girl who was Looking for Galagher

The Silver-Topped Stick

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Vintage Photo Album: Mysterious Bruise Edition

If you wake up in a strange place, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises in unusual spots, you may need to make sure that your maid hasn’t been trying to poison you. (How perceptive of you. Yes that is Pola Negri in the chair.) – Action Here. – Ends When it Ends.

If you wake up chained to a table in a cell, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises in alarming places, it may be that you forgot to pay your guild dues to that hashish-using band of murderous thugs you belong to. – Action Here. – Ends 1/18/2012

If you wake up hanging in a tree, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises all over your body, it may be that you chose to collect butterflies on the wrong planet. – Action Here. – Ends 1/11/2012

If you wake up huddled in your closet, can’t remember how you got there, and have mysterious bruises all over your head, it may be that you lost control to the voices that you hear between stations on your radio set. – Action Here. – Ends When it Ends

If you wake up in the parlor, can’t remember the last few hours, have mysterious bruises on your arms and legs, and every window and mirror in the room is shattered, you may want to stop entertaining that mysteriously charismatic little girl who claims she can speak to the spirit world. – Action Here. – Ends 12/24/2011


If you wake up on the floor, can’t remember how you fell out of bed, and your neck is covered with mysterious bruises, that dimly remembered vision you had of a giant cat creeping into your room and looming over the end of your bed might not have been a dream. – Action Here. – Ends When it Ends

Epilogue

I don’t have a story for these. I just wanted to post them because they’re really remarkable. Photos from an opera house in Chicago from 1891. The photos say W.V. PENNINGTON CHICAGO E.R. WALKER across the bottom.


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And Finally

If I don’t post before then, I want to wish everyone out there on the internets a dark and short Darkest Day.

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Pinup of the Week: Amazing Stories June 1948

Amazing Stories 1948 June

I certainly am having fun making up captions for these pictures…

“Great news guys. Every single one of these icicles on this planet contains a beautiful girl! And with any luck, none of them will speak English!”

“Now Bernie, remember when we had that argument about what color you mean when you call someone ginger? THIS is ginger!”

“I don’t know… Maybe… Maybe somewhere on this planet lives a man so horrible that all these women’s hearts turned to ice and froze them like this, forever! Maybe that man is me. I’m not perfect. She does look a little familiar.”

ICE CITY of the GORGON
by RICHARD S. SHAVER and CHESTER S. GEIER

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Pinup of the Week: Horror Stories December 1939

Horror Stories December 1939

Ah ha ha yes dear reader, ANOTHER ‘girl in a jar‘ pulp cover. This one has our hero mashed in there with her, and our menacing friend there seems to be timing how long it takes for the rope to burn through. He must have worse OCD than I do. That’s compulsive.

Twenty! Twenty seconds so far! Ah! Ah! Ah! I love counting doomed seconds!”

Meanwhile in his left hand, he’s got a bricklayer’s trowel. And there are dates on the jar, on the brass plaque: “1939 – 3439″. Up nearer the top, the jar says “TIME CAPSULE”, unless I’m mistaken. I hope he’s not too addled to realize that these two aren’t going to stay fresh until 3439. That’s a perfectly good blonde he’s wasting!

If you blur your eyes you can see Felix the Cat in this cover. See his head? It’s the shadow on the mad scientist’s red shirt. Either that or I’ve been staring at this too long…

GIRLS FOR THE
CORPSE CLAN
A BLOOD-CHILLING HORROR NOVEL
by DANE GREGORY

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DANCE
IN DEATH’S
CABARET
by RUSSELL GRAY

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EDITH AND EJLER JACOBSON
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DONALD DALE
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RALSTON SHIELDS

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Pinup of the Week: Spicy Mystery Stories November 1936

Spicy Mystery 1936 11 November

“I MUST HAVE
5 CORPSES!”
by
Robert Leslie Bellem

File this under ineffective ways to distract the grim reaper and thus escape his grip: Rub yourself up against him in a slinky red dress.

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The flying monkeys let our technician out for a minute and he snuck away into the light of day. Thanks for your patience during this difficult transition.
I ated Tinkerbell.

Fhtagn Spoken Here.

... the attic, a vast raftered length lighted only by small blinking windows in the gable ends, and filled with a massed wreckage of chests, chairs, and spinning-wheels which infinite years of deposit had shrouded and festooned into monstrous and hellish shapes.
The Shunned House
H.P. Lovecraft




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