Nyarlathotep T-Shirts

Due to popular demand The Necronomicon design now is out in green, i hope you guys like it Design with the symbol of The Kitab Al-Azif or better known as The Necronomicon, the book of the dead the greatest grimoire in the universe created by the loner of Providence, Howard Phillips Lovecraft.

Cthulhu arises

That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown

“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown

“I have seen the dark universe yawning, where the black planets roll without aim, where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge, or lustre, or name.” - H.P. Lovecraft

of a thousand young!

Space Cucumber

"Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."

Avatar of Nyarlathotep

"And it was then that Nyarlathotep came out of Egypt. Who he was, none could tell, but he was of the old native blood and looked like a Pharaoh. The fellahin knelt when they saw him, yet could not say why. He said he had risen up out of the blackness of twenty-seven centuries, and that he had heard messages from places not on this planet." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

Yog-Sothoth is a cosmic entity and Outer God. Born of the Nameless Mist, he is the progenitor of Cthulhu, Hastur the Unspeakable and the ancestor of the Voormi.

He will find you!

All your Friends.

The monster from the stories of Howard Phillips Lovecraft

"Some of the Whateleys and Bishops still send their eldest sons to Harvard and Miskatonic, though those sons seldom return to the mouldering gambrel roofs under which they and their ancestors were born."

Azathoth

Worshippers of the world, unite.

"Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."

Through Yog-Sothoth, all things are possible...even the monstrous and abominable.

"Ever Their praises, and abundance to the Black Goat of the Woods. Iä! Shub-Niggurath! Iä! Shub-Niggurath! The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young!" -- H. P. Lovecraft, The Whisperer in Darkness

"The daemon-sultan Azathoth gnaws hungrily in chaos amid pounding and piping and the hellish dancing of the Other Gods."

"Their hand is at your throats, yet ye see Them not; and Their habitation is even one with your guarded threshold. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, whereby the spheres meet. Man rules now where They ruled once; They shall soon rule where man rules now. After summer is winter, after winter summer. They wait patient and potent, for here shall They reign again."

“...black wings--Yog-Sothoth save me--the three-lobed burning eye....” -- H. P. Lovecraft, "The Ghost of the Dark"

Great old ones, outer gods and other Lovecraftian Cthulhu Mythos creatures as cute as you've never seen them! Gotta wear them all! PLEASE ONLY PRINT ON DARK COLOR

Outer Gods, and Great Old Ones, and Deep Ones oh my!

"...everybody in Arkham knew it was Keziah’s witch light which played near Brown Jenkin and the ghost of the old crone herself." — H. P. Lovecraft, The Dreams in the Witch House

"And it was then that Nyarlathotep came out of Egypt. Who he was, none could tell, but he was of the old native blood and looked like a Pharaoh. The fellahin knelt when they saw him, yet could not say why. He said he had risen up out of the blackness of twenty-seven centuries, and that he had heard messages from places not on this planet." — H. P. Lovecraft, "Nyarlathotep"

A most unusual host.

Is it a dream or a nightmare?

If you're not into Horror, you are not my friend.