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Eco-conscious and unapologetic, this tee blends retro pulp horror styling with a sharp feminist jab. Printed on organic cotton, it delivers both comfort and bite.

From a sky charged with unnatural lightning, the pumpkin-headed figure rises cloaked in shadow, its jagged grin carved deep with malice. Skulls and bones mark its dominion, and beneath its...

The lightning strikes lower here, close against the skin, as the jack-o’-lantern stormlord grins with harvest malice. Cropped short, the design amplifies its menace, the bones and skulls stacking high...

The storm expands across a broad canvas, a jack-o’-lantern lord towering above skulls and bones, hands crackling with impossible power. Worn loose, the image dominates, echoing with the spectacle of...

The harvest spirit surges through October nights, casting sparks over a field of the dead. Its jagged smile burns bright as stormlight crowns the bones at its feet. A vision...

An ancient dread lingers in this scene, where the crowned pumpkin spirit rises with lightning at its command. Its throne is built from skulls and bones, its cloak billowing with...

“If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear.” The words crawl across the green skull, half flesh, half machine, its broken grin wired with circuitry and scars. Along the...

Cropped short and unflinching, the green skull glares outward, stitched with scars and wired with circuits. The vow of fear is written large, while kanji declares: “How dangerous is the...

Spread wide across the oversized frame, the stitched skull becomes a proclamation. Circuits crackle like lightning, a spider’s eye burns red, and the words stand defiant: If I cannot inspire...

The softer cut carries the Monster’s vow like scripture, glowing circuits stitched across green flesh and scars. Its heart is a hollow red, its skull crowned by a spider crawling...

On this eco-conscious blank, the Monster looms as if etched into the fabric itself. Its vow is loud, its circuitry alive, and its kanji warning burns bright: “How dangerous is...

Worn like a warning. Regalia cloaks its comfort in contempt—skulls crowned in ceremonial mockery, flanked by blades that outlast every oath. Rule, rot, repeat.