#Fall Prompts

[lnbeep-art]

Marshmallow prompt for AriGato on Discord! 🍮

Sadly there’s no marshmallow emoji, the closest thing is flan. </3

[novelbear]

"just close your eyes" - some scarily soft spooky prompts for your otp

prompt list by @novelbear

"we should do matching costumes this year, how cute would that be?"

going to a pumpkin patch to pick out the perfect one to carve

recording and fondly laughing at the other as they trigger all the Halloween displays in the stores

sniffing and making a guessing game with all the new scented candles out

painting a pumpkin date night >>>>

"i didn't know that would scare you so much, i'm sorry love."

one not being to focused on carving their own pumpkin because they're too worried about the other getting hurt while carving theirs :(

"watch your fingers, hon', careful..."

or "here, let me help you..."

purposely suggesting a horror movie (even though they know they themselves hate horror movies) just so they have an excuse to cuddle up for the night

"we can turn it off and do something else if you want."

"your scream is kind of cute im sorry."

holding their hand and whispering soft reassurances while guiding them through a haunted house

when they instinctively put a protective arm out to protect the other when an actor tries to jump out and scare them

"it's almost over...i'm right here."

decorating the home together

^ holding a ladder steady for the other one when they're trying to put something higher up

handing out candy for the little ones together on halloween night.

sharing childhood photos of old costumes

[me-writes-prompts]

:-"It's the spooky season!" Fall/Halloween Prompts-:

(Y'all!!!!! I love autumn! and halloween :) Tag me if you write these!!!!)

By @me-writes-prompts

Carving pumpkins together

^^"You did not try to carve my face onto the pumpkin!" "Oh yes I did, and it looks just like you! Big and spooky, haha."

Cozy spooky movie nights in

Going to abandoned houses

Arguing over who has to rake the leaves

^^"I did it last week! You have to do it this week!!" "Love, I helped you through it!" "Fine, we can do it together."

Going on early morning walks(when it's misty and a little chilly)

Baking goods and messing up, but enjoying it anyway

S'mores!!/bonfires

Making heart-shaped candles and surprising them with them!!

Visiting a farmer's market

^^

Touring a winery

Picnics

^^You're telling me you forgot to bring a blanket? The one main thing needed for a picnic?" "Oops?"

"Alright, what are we dressing up as this Halloween party?" "Uh...how about you dress up as marshmallow and I dress up as graham crackers?" "Okay, sure!"

Pranking them by wearing a scary costume costume

[raven-cincaide-words]

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓴𝔂 𝓗𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽𝓼

Hello and Welcome to Raven Cincaide's ' A Sweet and Spooky' Halloween & Love inspired prompts for Oktober 2024

Day 1. First Kiss | Campus Crush | Costume Shopping 

Day 2. Cuddling | Best Friends | Halloween Decor  

Day 3. Distance | Ex- lover | Pumpkin Carving

Day 4. Lying | Rockstar | “What ARE You Wearing?” 

Day 5. Love Language | Plushies | Horror Movies

Day 6. Fight/Altercation | Newcomer | Corn Maze

Day 7. Compromise | Soul Mates| Halloween Party

Day 8. Forgiveness | Arranged Marriage | Farmers Market

Day 9. Praise | Status Gap | Pumpkin Spiced Latte 

Day 10. Little Touches | One Night Stand | Haunted House

Day 11. Lack Of Effort | Amnesia| Graveyard Dare

Day 12. Talking | Holiday Fling | Carnival

Day 13. Neglect | Forbidden Love | Ghosts

Day 14. Kisses | Trapped | Amusement Park

Day 15. Pressure | Enemies To Lovers | Black Cat

Day 16. Massage | Age Gap | Matching Costumes

Day 17. No reply | Second Chances | Halloween Candy

Day 18. Stepping Out | Oblivious Love | Nightmares

Day 19. Quality Time | Rivals | Trick Or Treat

Day 20. Nights out | Injury | Hunting Someone

Day 21. Anniversary | Rejected | Superstitions

Day 22. Teasing/Banter | Redemption | Horror Books

Day 23. Standoffishness | Different Worlds| Fears

Day 24. Hugs | Dude In Distress | Halloween Cooking

Day 25. Silence | Colleagues| Strange Noise

Day 26. Gifts | Sworn Off Relationships | Rituals

Day 27. Cute Nicknames | Jealousy | Halloween Night

Day 28. Physical Touch |Secret Identity | Ouija Board

Day 29. Little ‘Love you’s’ | Lost Heir| Summon a Demon

Day 30. Patting Back | Pen Pals | Cast a Curse

Day 31. Pick and Mix 

I am so excited to share this list with you! It’s a mix of Love/ Angst, Common Romance Tropes and of course Halloween themes! These were originally created with SFW content in mind but it's easy to use them for some NSFW creations as well ;)

After all these are only suggestions but I hope they inspire you to create something this fall season. You’re more than welcome to share, move around or come up with your own prompts based on these. And of course you’re welcome to use the banner if you’d like :)

Also, if you do decide to create something based on these prompts, please tag me (here or @raven-cincaide) so I have a ton of goodies to read while under the blanket with my tea. 

So pick a day/ a prompt and lets get writing!

[snoopledrooplecheesedoodle]

Fall Yandere Prompts

Fuck Me I put prompts on the other thing at didn't actually put prompts, I suck anyways here are a few prompts made by yours truly. Others are free to use them just please tag me. Thanks. I'll make more Halloween ones if people like these.

Apple Cider: A sweet yet tangy that leaves a warm feeling. Your eyelids start drooping after drinking every drop.

Bonfire: Dry sticks and leaves are so easy to burn in high bright flames. Be wary of what the light attracts.

Crows: Inky black birds with a glimmer of intelligence in their eyes. You feel a dozen pairs of eyes watching your every move.

Dry Leaves: Crunchy and brown and always fun to mess around in. You hear a second set of feet slowly trotting behind you.

End: Autumn signifies the end of Summer and a change in season. It also signified the end of your freedom.

Flannel: The warmth of this fall apparel is so comforting in the crisp weather. Don't you like it, they picked out just for you.

Grain: Bountiful and golden, shaking in the cool breeze. You meet a friendly stranger standing in the grain field, holding a scythe.

Harvest: Fall provides us with a bountiful harvest of corn, pumpkins, apples, pears, and grain. Such bounty requires a sacrifice to be made.

Indoors: Why go outside when you can snuggle under the covers and keep warm? Just because it's your home doesn't mean you are safe.

Jack-O-Lanterns: Grinning gourds light up the night, carving them is a fun activity. They want to participate but got a little too creative.

Kettle: Boiling water for a hot beverage on the stove is so nice. The water isn't quite done but you still hear whistling.

Leaf: Colorful trees make such wonderful leaves they look good pressed in a book. You see one on your bed side every day, they have a distinct metallic scent.

Mushrooms: Clustered together they're a fungi to be around. More seem to grow near you each day in strange patterns.

Nutmeg: Fall spices are aromatic and make every dish warm with flavor. If your running low the next-door neighbor might have some, might as well come inside while they look for what you need.

Orchard: Fruit trees tended to with tender care, baring crimson fruit. Picking just one won't hurt.

Pie: Steaming goodness wrapped in a golden shell. Have another slice there's plenty to go around.

Quiet: Many an autumn night is filled with sweet and calming silence. It feels a little too quiet tonight, might want to retire early.

Reaping: How to harvest the crops grown, you reap the rewards of the Earth. Someone has come to take you or your soul, they're not very picky.

Spider: Dainty legs weave beautiful webs, enticing as they are dangerous. Any prey they catch, they won't let go.

Tree: Majestic and tall these ancient plants reach up to the dwindling sun with aching branches. Haven't you seen that tree before, you must be hopelessly lost, perhaps that's better than being found.

Umbrella: The cold weather makes rain extra chilling; with a warm smile you share your umbrella. No good deed goes unpunished, as the storm outside isn't what you should be worried about.

Vermillion: Beautiful shade of red found plentifully in the fall, its beautiful yet it can be a dangerous color too.

Wind: Rattling trees and blowing the leaves to the ground, the wind tickles your ears and nips at your nose. It carries with it the unhinged words of a person you never want to see again.

Xenial: Being most hospitable is a must during autumn. This does not change when a stranger shows up at your front door requesting shelter.

Yarn: Soft threads of vibrant colors used to create warm clothes, blankets, and other things. The string prevents you from moving while someone knits in the corner, eyes focused on you.

Zipper: Better zip up when it's so chilly outside, wouldn't want to catch a cold. You also might want to zip it before they hear you.

[thekindredcollective]

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[madhatterbri]

Hay Rides | D.P.

Summary: Hay rides with Damian.

Requested by: @theworldofotps

Taken from my fall prompts list

Damian Priest Masterlist

Taglist: @magicalbuttertarts @mrsarcherofinfamy @brideofinfamy @terrortwinunicorn @new-zealand-chic @miss-kuki-nz

Damian knew how much Y/N loved the fall season. She talked about it ever since they started dating. When Y/N moved from her hometown, she was dismayed by the lingering heat of summer and lack of fall festivities. Central Florida, which took a little longer to get that crisp air in the morning, but when it did, she was on cloud nine. The house was fully decorated for the autumn season that night. Now came planning the activities.

The archer of infamy did some research on some farms around them. He found a nice little place that offered hay rides. The scene looked like something she would enjoy. When he proposed the idea, she immediately accepted.

Once they arrived, the festival was exactly as advertised. There were fair rides for children to ride. Food stands selling fall goods were placed around the grounds. Different fall decorations were placed to really get people in the fall spirit. Y/N stared at everything in wonder. Damian smiled as he watched her excitement.

As the sun began to set, the couple climbed inside the wagon. Damian paid a little extra to have the whole wagon for themselves. He wanted to spend the day distraction free from any fans. The farmer smiled at them. They smiled back and placed a blanket over their laps. Y/N cuddled into Damian. He planted a kiss on the top of her head.

The wagon began to move, and Y/N's smile grew wider. They passed through corn stalks taller than Damian. The setting sun casts beautiful colors in the twinkling sky. She swore it was like a scene from a romantic movie.

Y/N was surprised as the wagon moved away from the festival. The sound of children and other farm animals replaced with the silence of nature. The first twinkling stars of the night started to shine. Damian watched as Y/N admired their beauty. Her eyes twinkling brighter than the stars. He reached in his black leather jacket and pulled out a black necklace with a black rose.

"I got this for you," he spoke softly. Y/N turned her attention to him and gasped. This was the very necklace she had been looking at for weeks. When the jeweler told her it was sold, she was devastated. She never imagined that he was the one to have bought it.

Y/N touched the rose gently as if it would break in her fingers. When she finished admiring it, she turned around for him to clasp the necklace around her neck. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered. Y/N blinked a few times to get rid of the tears. “Thank you, Damian.”

They continued to ride in comfortable silence. The farmer stopped at a lake. He removed himself from the carriage to give the couple some privacy.

"You know, I didn't understand your obsession with fall. I can see it now," Damian confided in her. "This was perfect. I want to do this every fall with you,"

Tears managed to find their way into her eyes once more. "I feel the same way, D. You feel like home."

[cloveroctobers]

OCTOBER PROMPTS 🦇 — 11. Evan “Buck” Buckley

A/N: my man, my man, my man!! Hopefully we get to see you soon and I can actually get the nerve to finish season six—I only have maybe 4 episodes left? Then I’ll dive into 9-1-1 lone star while we wait. Regardless I thought this would be funny and a little creepy to write so here we are! Enjoy 😉

Synopsis: Buck loves the new house you live in together and although you’re not crazy about it…you decide to pull a prank on your boyfriend to liven up the place that perhaps leads to you opening doors for a uninvited guest?

PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE & HERE & I’m using: A buys a crappy sound machine and plants it in the house. While it plays ghost noises and spooky sounds, A hopes they can convince B that the place is haunted. + “Come on, if there was ever a time for me to be superstitious it’s definitely now.”

*GIF BELONGS TO: @911edit

<- read my previous anthology prompt here.

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“BABE!” Buck yelled into your ear after pulling the headphone away.

You flinch as you stand up straight from the kitchen island and away from your overnight oats, “Yes?” You press with raised brows.

Buck waves his hands around, “you don’t hear that?”

“Hear what?” You question, pausing the podcast and resting your headphones to lay around your neck, “I didn’t even know you were home.”

Buck immediately frowns, “don’t tell me that. That means anybody could be hiding in here and you wouldn’t even know because of those stupid things.”

“You bought them for me.”

“Yeah to use at the gym and keep those meathead douchebags away while I’m not around.” Buck explained which made you smirk with a roll of your eyes.

“Listen,” Buck said again as you moved around the modern kitchen (that you hated) to place the now empty bowl and spoon into the sink.

Placing a hand on your hip you glance around the new open floor plan home that you and Buck moved into together. The modern contemporary home was such a contrast from the outside to the inside with its exterior being too boxy for your liking but you enjoyed the black exterior and the courtyard and pool. The inside was much lighter, from white to cream walls, along with the high ceilings which made the home feel bigger and instantly sold Buck who believed this would be your forever home.

You on the other hand were not convinced but nobody could ever say you weren’t open to trying new experiences. It’s only been four months settling in and there were still some things you wanted to change like: mainly the wall colors but Buck was convinced furniture and decor could replace that urge.

Sighing you say, “I don’t hear anything Ev,” you tap the sink on, “maybe you should lay down? Was it a rough day?”

“No, it was a breeze.” Buck fanned his hand along before resting them both flat against the White Island counter, “…maybe it’s a bird or something?”

“Well what exactly did it sound like?”

“Like scratching. Kinda like Pearla when she tries to sneak into our room at night,” Buck answers before glancing around, “matter of fact, where is she?”

“At the groomers. She won’t be ready until after four,” you inform Buck of the whereabouts of your old English sheepdog.

Buck dips his head, looking at his watch, “it’s 3:42.”

“Shoot! time does really get away from me,” you widen your eyes as you quickly finish washing the dishes before spinning around to shove it into the dishwasher.

Buck nods his head, “I’ll drive.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah,” Buck shrugs his shoulders, “it’s a nice crisp day and…I don’t want you having any accidents considering your hearing isn’t the best right now.” He playfully lifts the headphones from your neck to place down while you roll your eyes again.

You lean towards him smug, “ah, I see what this is…you’re scared to stay here by yourself because of this imaginary noise you’re hearing.”

“I’m not! And i don’t think it’s in my head.” Buck defended while you went over to the couch to shove your hoodie back over your gym attire.

“Uh huh,” you say as Buck scoffs ready to plead his case as you lock up the home behind you.

The next time Buck hears the noise is around 3am when you’re both tucked away at the back of the home in bed. It’s not a pleasant sound as his eyes snap open to the darkness of the room, the moaning and creaking almost sounds like a mixture of a whale and the cracking of a ship that meets the bottom of the ocean. Buck knows he should stop clicking on random things on YouTube before bed that leads him down a deep dive but this isn’t the first time he’s hearing that groaning sound.

It was brief before on his day off while you were at work and he was lounging on the couch watching some twisted documentary about Russ McKamey. Buck tried to brush it off as something that was on screen since it stopped when he paused the television but he couldn’t hear it while watching again. Was this truly in his head? He started to think but here he was— technically—the third time hearing the noise for much longer.

When he peaks over at you with your back to him, he lightly grips your shoulder and leans over to see that you’re still fast asleep and sits up in bed. By the edge of the bed, he spots Pearla on the floor with her fluffy ears perked up and Buck nods his head.

“You hear it too, girl? I know I’m not going crazy!” Buck whisper-yells to the dog who’s definitely more alert than you are.

Buck’s crawling out of bed with Pearla at his ankles, taking a deep inhale he opens the bedroom door to peak down the left of the hallway towards the front of the new home and only sees darkness. Pausing for a moment he listens for the noise again but the home is eerily quiet.

Buck stands there for at least two minutes before he considers closing the door but the creaking starts up again, sending Pearla flying out of the room barking as she tries to locate the noise first.

“Pearla!” Buck yells for the dog who disappears down the hallway and out of sight.

He blows a whistle with his fingers to get her attention, stepping into the hallway now but Pearla is nowhere to be seen. When he glances over his shoulder back in your direction, you’re still in fact sound asleep. Usually you’re the light sleeper out of the pair but somehow in this early morning, you’re having a grand time in dreamland.

Reaching for the doorknob, Buck slowly pulls the door closed with a soft click and begins taking the path to the main areas of the home. Pass the three bedrooms and the half bath on the left, Buck scans the dining room, kitchen, and living room to find it all empty. Confusion is written all over Buck’s face as he stands in the center of the home, hands on his hips as he’s searching but…for what?

The groaning picks up again just as a touch goes to his hips. Buck yelps, whipping around to face you who’s actually holding their composure. Buck holds onto his chest ready to let out a exhale but the look you cast behind your shoulder then back to meet Buck’s island water eyes you say, “the house is haunted.”

“What?” Buck let’s out a full exhale, trying to calm his heart rate.

You swallow, hands still holding onto Buck’s hips, “I hear it too.”

He tightens his jaw, ears picking up on the noise but now it’s the loudest it’s ever been, making you grip your very sensitive ears.

“Wait here,” Buck suggests, hands flexing as he picks up a fire poker that was left leaning against the industrial bookcase from his old apartment, “it sounds like it’s coming from the laundry room.”

You huff, feet slapping against the floor as you latch right onto the back of his shirt, “hell no! You’re not leaving me behind in this sketchy house.”

“Ohhh,” Buck sing songs, “now it’s sketchy but when I said it’s been weird lately you tell me I need a nap.”

You hiss, “be quiet, we’re supposed to be stealthy when sneaking up on a ghost.”

“I wasn’t aware that you had experience with the paranormal.” Buck looks back at you with a frown before slowly leading the way back towards the bedrooms.

“I’ve seen ghost whisperer you know?”

“…am i supposed to know what that is?”

“It’s a show Maddie and I are currently binge watching, now ssh!” Your attempt to silence the man was met but Buck used this silence to steady his heartbeat.

If this house was truly haunted then it was going to be hard to explain this to the insurance company when he’s done tearing up the place.

And we all know Buck’s not afraid of some action. His arm goes out to shield you as you both slide up against the wall opposite of the door that leads into the small laundry room. Buck couldn’t hear Pearla’s barking anymore and she did go in the opposite direction so he hoped whatever this is, didn’t harm your beloved dog.

“On my count,” Buck signals peering at you shortly to make sure you understood where he was going with this, “three…two…”

Of course he didn’t say “one” as he pushed the door back, revealing the very normal looking laundry room. Everything appeared in tack as Buck stepped into the room, hand reaching out to shove some clothes on the rack aside and then checking the cabinets above the washer and dryer.

“Huh,” Buck hummed before pulling the appliances open to find them both empty, “nothing.”

When he turns to face you, you’re hugging yourself but your brows are still furrowed in disbelief. He reaches to flick the light off and steps towards you to exit the room but a screeching noise picks up yet again. Instead of it sounding like it’s in the laundry room, it’s appears as if it’s coming from back towards the front of the home.

“No freaking way!” Buck yells, bringing the fire poker up like a bat as he runs down the hallway.

You scream at his back, “stop running towards danger you idiot!”

Buck ignores you, following the sound right to the pantry door, which is closed shut. He wastes no time, pulling the door back to reveal a gray and white Pearla fleeing from the room with a whine. Buck almost recoils at how loud the sound is coming from the pantry but steps in anyway, looking around the spacious storage room until the door shuts right behind him.

He tries the knob but to no avail, he turns back to the dark room, dropping down into a push up motion to check underneath the shelves. The thirty year old was just waiting to see something further unusual but got back to his feet just to be shoved towards the shelves.

Buck steadies his hands out in front of himself, catching himself against the shelves but not without the goods crashing onto the floor. He spins back around as the cracking noise picks up, almost making his teeth ache at the sound but that doesn’t stop him from swinging the fire poker wildly in the air. He’s not sure when the poker breaks one of the shelves but he spots a flash of red way at the top behind a acrylic container.

Panting Buck begins latching and crawling up on the shelves and swipes a hand across the top shelf, knocking the contents onto the floor to spot some sort of machine that suddenly shoots a weak steam of fog his way, followed by the creaking sound. Buck presses on top of it which sends out that screeching sound that makes Buck slip at the upsetting noise.

He’s shouting your name once he aims his footing right, landing back on it but not without the machine slipping right towards his face and knocking Buck off balance.

“I’m just glad it’s not broken,” you say for what felt like the thirteenth time as you hold the door open; ten am later that morning, leading your boyfriend back into your shared home that Buck secretly didn’t want to come back to.

The bandage on his bruised and cut up nose was prominent but Buck still sported a small smile on his face. “See what happens when you try to prank me. Now you have to tell everyone that I did in fact fight a ghost.”

The pantry door was jammed by the time you got to Buck, hearing him calling your name and Pearla barking for your attention. It wasn’t something it commonly did but you just deemed it as your anxiety getting the best of you, struggling to get it open. You were in on a bet with Chimney and Hen since Eddie (surprisingly) and Bobby didn’t want to participate—that you could convince Buck that your new home was haunted.

However you weren’t expecting for him to go investigating and get smacked in the face with the crap ghost machine you purchased off eBay. You were just happy that you weren’t the cause of Buck almost breaking his nose (you didn’t intend for the machine to slide off the shelf) but everything else you’ll take responsibility for.

“Sit,” you ordered Buck by his arms who laughed at you going into your nurturing role, “you know they’ll never believe that right?”

Buck kicks his feet up along the couch with a sigh, “but it could be a plot twist x2 with there actually being some haunted vibes going on. I mean…you did set me up.”

You pout as stood in the kitchen, “it was supposed to be all in good fun but then you had to go Rambo—being Buck. Did I mention how sorry I am?”

Buck laughs, “it’s just a scratch,” as Pearla jumps up beside him to rest her head in his lap, “it’ll heal and I can take a joke but just know…you did start a prank war for the rest of this fall season. You have no idea what you just unleashed.”

You didn’t like how Buck was rubbing his hands together in wicked joy but you’ll learn to deal with it.

“Yeah that’s what Maddie said,” you mumbled as you pulled open the fridge, “so before you come up with those ideas…I can make you your favorite breakfast.”

Buck grins, “that’ll be nice but I’d prefer a cuddle first.”

“Is your head hurting?”

Buck lolls his head, “I told you babe, I feel fine. Now get over here.”

You make a cross motion as you cautiously step over to Buck who shakes his head at you with a grin. Once you’re close enough, he reaches for your sweatshirt to yank you to his other side since Pearla made her claim on his left.

“Now that I know I’m not going crazy anymore, I can really enjoy this house with my two favorite people.” Buck curls a arm around you and rests the other along the back of the couch after patting Pearla’s head.

Resting your head against Buck’s chest you sink into the comfort each other. However that doesn’t last long with the sound of glass shattering from the mirror that once hung on the wall above the wooden chest that contained the record player on top of it.

The silence is almost deafening now as the both of you watch the pieces of the mirror decorate the floor.

Buck says, “Come on, if there was ever a time to be superstitious it’s definitely now.”

You knew a broken mirror was not a good sign and Buck started to feel like it wasn’t really all in his head as the flashes of what happened earlier this morning played back in his head. It couldn’t just be the trash machine you bought whenever and Buck really wasn’t that clumsy to trip over his feet so what gives?

Spookiness can be fun but Buck could always sense when things didn’t exactly feel right anymore? He believed in the full moon, mercury in retrograde and he strongly believed in when things weren’t just a good scare.

“So you agree, we should go house hunting?”

Again? Buck hated the process when he was on his own but with you it felt nice, like there was a definite future to look forward to.

“Yeah,” Buck states, “I think I’m done ghost hunting for awhile.”

“Hell yeah you are.” You respond, keeping your eyes towards the area just in case you saw something else that didn’t sit right with you; while reaching for your phone.

The both of you didn’t bother to debate over where you would be escaping to for the night as you searched your contacts for your realtor and fast.

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Continue with my fall anthology prompts here.

[vexic929]

Spooky/Autumn Prompts

Send a character and a number for a ficlet!

"It was a dark and stormy night." "It's literally 76 and sunny outside."

"So, what brings you to my dark and creepy neck of the woods?"

"I hate fog."

"Apple bobbing, apple picking, caramel apples, apple cider, apple pie - apple is clearly the best autumn flavor." "You're just saying that because I'm drinking a pumpkin spice latte and I didn't get you one."

"There's no such thing as ghosts."

"I'm not doing matching costumes."

"I'm less scared of the monsters and more scared that there's a killer on the loose." "That's just a rumor, relax."

"Trick or treat!"

"I love sweater weather!"

"These leaves are perfect for crunching!"

"I wish these teeth were real."

"Didn't you read Goosebumps as a kid?"

"Keep carving your pumpkin like that and there won't be any pumpkin left!"

"I hate horror movies, can't we watch something else?"

"I can't believe you forgot to buy candy!"

"Yeah, that spray hair color isn't coming out anytime soon."

"Was that a scream?"

"Candy Corn?"

"That pumpkin is bigger than me!"

"This costume is perfect!"

[gothic-thriller-dawn]

Autumn (Taken by me)

[lnbeep-art]

Some cuddles for “Lazy Day” prompt!

Once again featuring @amayagt and @pr-fae’s lovely beans, Romi & Savi <3

[thepromptswhisperer]

Meet Cutes/Uglies: Fall/Winter

A stands in a queue when they notice a leaf stuck in the hair/on the clothes of the person in front of them. They offer to remove it for them.

Strangers A and B sit next to each other at the cinema. They bond over every jump scare and their self-loathing for letting their respective friends talk them into watching a horror movie.

A (accidentally) stumbles into the snowman B is building.

A slips on the ice-covered pavement/the pavement that is littered with wet fallen leaves and crashes into B.

A and B walk through a corn maze, trying to find their way out. Each time they pass the other, they look more panicked and lost. Maybe they could team up to find the exit?

A is in the middle of a snowball fight with friends/etc. when their snowball accidentally hits stranger B.

Strangers A and B are at the ice skating rink, holding onto the railing. Neither of them knows how to skate (– but each of them thinks the other’s attempts are endearing and inspiring (and just a little amusing)).

When the rain intensifies, A seeks shelter and ends up standing next to B (in a house entrance/etc.).

Strangers A and B both accompany their respective child/sibling/etc. and their friend group as they go trick-or-treating.

Strangers A and B are both obsessed with the special seasonal drink their (favorite) café offers. (When the café owner runs out of the ingredients needed/etc., they fight over who of them gets the last drink of the season.)

The company picks strangers A and B to decorate the office space for the Christmas season together. (A would have preferred doing it alone and has very specific ideas that do not align with those B has.)

[thehaladrielfancollective]

For a little seasonal fun, please enjoy this Fall-themed Bingo card of prompts! If you use any, tag us! We'd love to see what you come up with!

[wwreversetropefest2024]

Reverse Tropes...but make them Fall!? 🎃

Sign-ups are still open for the Wizarding World Reverse Trope Fest, feel free to use one of these (or your own spooky reverse trope) by selecting 'Creator's Choice' when signing up for a prompt.

Ohhhh these are going to be good!

🍂 HOW TO SIGN UP:

1) Check the prompts on the AO3 collection page. If the prompt you want to write is not there, select 'Creator's Choice.' 2) Claim a prompt. 3) Fill out our Google Form on the fest's profile page. Once you have completed these steps, you have officially signed up! Fics are due November 13th, 2024. I can't wait to read yours!

[selene-and-the-cold]

A short autumn scenario:

A and B are on a walk through the autumn forest. Red, orange and golden leaves swirling around them. They start walking in bright October sunshine, but as the evening draws close, the temperatures fall and it's getting cold. A is only wearing a thin jacket and is shivering slightly, so B gives up their scarf and gently wraps it around A to warm them up. Unfortunately, both wake up to sore throats and sniffly noses the next day. A from walking without a proper coat for too long, B for giving up their scarf for A.

[thekindredcollective]

Happy Halloween the First! It's officially spooky season!!

Each week of this event we will be posting some suggestions to help kickstart your prompt ideas. These are week two’s suggestions. Feel free to use them in any way, or not at all!

FALL IN FAERÛN AO3 COLLECTION