#I’m probably not going to do inbox trick or treating this year. I don’t wanna get overwhelmed.

[morrigan-sims]

As of last night, 2/3 of my simblreen gifts are done. I’m hoping to do more work on the 3rd one tonight.

[notsuchasecret]

Trick or Treat - HinaDai

Come trick or treating in my inbox! Leave a “Trick or Treat” and a character or ship in an ask, and I’ll treat you to some autumn-themed fluff or trick you with some twisted spooky aus! Treat

Most of the time, Daichi’s seasonal job was more boring than anything else. He only ever worked here during the autumn, an extra hand as a favor to a friend of his uncle’s. This was the sixth - seventh? Who knew - year in a row of this, and by now the novelty had worn off.

Sure, the kids were often cute. They would run around, exclaiming at pumpkins larger than themselves, chattering about what they had learned during the educational segments, clamoring to go on the hay ride or to the petting zoo. Daichi’s uncle’s friend had been uncertain of this idea at first, but the very Western-style farm activities were a hit with the kids every year.

Still, Daichi wished they would stick him somewhere - anywhere - other than at the weighing station. It was cold here, and dull at best and aggravating at worst. Sure, he was one of the few part-timers strong enough to lift the larger pumpkins onto the scales, but that didn’t mean he wanted to spend all day here. It was boring, to say the least, and he was sick of listening to people argue over prices, or try to haggle, or smuggle an extra pumpkin out under their—

Holy shit that’s a lot of pumpkins.

Holy shit that’s a cute guy.

The thoughts chased themselves in circles around Daichi’s otherwise empty head as the most adorable redhead with the biggest smile and the thickest thighs and the tightest jeans Daichi had ever seen angled his wheelbarrow up to the counter. He was laughing at something one of his friends said, shaking his head and swatting at a grabbing hand without so much as faltering in his driving skills. Daichi spared enough brainpower to glance at the other three with him - was that Bokuto? - before short, fiery, and gorgeous made it to the counter with his mountain of gourds.

“Uh.”

“Hi!” chirped the redhead.

“Sawamura!” hooted Bokuto. “I didn’t know you’d be working again this year.”

“I work here every year, Bokuto,” Daichi said, grateful for the distraction. “Do I want to know what you’re doing with all of these?” he asked, even as he moved around the counter to help the redhead start unloading the pumpkins. Holy shit, this guy was strong, too, easily lifting pumpkins that Daichi just knew would be upwards of twenty, twenty-five kilos. The damn things were big enough that he could barely get his arms around them, but he hefted them with ease, still chattering at his blond friend.

“Honestly, you probably don’t wanna know,” Bokuto said, and it took Daichi an embarrassingly long time to remember what had prompted that. He just shook his head and helped the redhead unload the last of the pumpkins, then started on Bokuto’s wheelbarrow.

Daichi sternly kept his eyes away from the redhead and the way he bounced about, laughing and tugging on sleeves and pointing and exclaiming and doing everything he could to grab Daichi’s attention. Instead, he kept half his mind on weighing the pumpkins and calculating prices, and the other half on making fun of Bokuto. When the fourth member of their little party - and Daichi was just beginning to recognize them as some of Bokuto’s teammates - grabbed the blond with a snarl and dragged him off, Daichi doubled down on the calculating. Bokuto and the redhead were surprisingly quiet, talking in sedate tones while Daichi moved the last few pumpkins onto the scale. Bokuto loaded up one of the wheelbarrows and started off, and Daichi just knew he wasn’t as oblivious to Daichi’s sudden distress as he seemed.

“Uh,” Daichi said, looking after him.

“Don’t worry,” the redhead laughed. “I’m the one with the credit card. He’s not stealing them, he’s just being an ass.”

“Right,” Daichi said, rather proud of himself for not stuttering. “Y-your total’s. Um, uh— ¥62,882.” Great job, Sawamura. Smooth.

But the redhead just beamed at him and pulled a heavy black credit card out of his pocket.

“I know,” he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “It’s not mie. One of the team’s sponsors lent it to me. We’re having a party this weekend, and a bunch of the guys have never carved jack-o-lanterns, so…” He shrugged. Daichi said nothing, just swiped the card and held out the receipt for a signature. “Say… do you have a piece of scratch paper?” the redhead asked.

“Um.” Daichi startled, and dug through the bin of office supplies under the counter. “Yeah. Here?”

The redhead smiled and took the paper from him, trading it for the receipt. He scribbled something down, saying as he did, “Bokuto-san mentioned you a few times, I think. Sawamura… Daichi, right?” He looked up, smiling, and held out the paper. “I’m Shouyou. No pressure or anything.” When Daichi got his brain online enough to accept the paper, Shouyou beamed at him. Then he took hold of the handles of his wheelbarrow and set off after his teammates.

It was a small eternity of watching Shouyou walk away until he was out of sight. A gentle breeze rustled the paper in his hand and he looked down.

A phone number.

Daichi smiled, feeling suddenly warm in the chill October air.

[hinatas-sunshine]

✩ “She’s Almost...Cat Like?” ✩

Nishinoya X Reader

Request: Hello! I was wondering If I could request a fic for Nishinoya where he finds out that the reader is cursed by the cat spirt similar to Kyo from Fruits basket when ever she's hugged or embraced by a male she turns into a cat. - @loveforbakugo

Genre: Fluff, Little Angst

Warnings: Some spoilers if you haven’t finished Haikyuu or Fruits Basket!

A/N: My inbox is a little busy since I got back but I wanted to finish Fruits Basket before writing this and I HAVE IT WAS SO GOOD 10/10 🐈‍⬛🤍 this is bad but it’s wtv I’ll probably rewrite it as a headcanon in the future 😗

“You know we’ve been friends for years and you have never given me a hug! Not even after we got to nationals!”

You froze in your spot, feeling your stomach turn. What were you supposed to say? You know Noya is all about showing instead of saying... you forced yourself out of your own thoughts and looked at your pouting friend sitting on your bed.

“I just prefer not to Noya I’m not about physical affection.” You shrugged giggling. He dramatically threw himself back onto your bed while your smile dropped. If he knew the truth about you, he’d leave. Stop thinking like that! Noya isn’t that type of person! But still... if he found out everyone would despise you even more... you don’t need more reasons to be a burden-

“Y/n? You okay? You know you don’t have to give me a hug it was just a joke!” Noya frantically got up while you backed away, “No! don’t worry it’s not that! I just zoned out.” You smiled at him again while he nodded.

To stay safe, you and your family all kept this secret from everyone. You had been sent to school with the other Zodiac memebera such as Sugawara, The Rat Spirit and Tanaka, The Dog spirit. It was hard to do so for yourself but since they spend their time around boys so much, it was easy for them. You really did try to block out all of the boys from entering your life but upon hearing you’re “Very Distantly Related” they all brought you in as a manager.

——————

“Well look who woke up on the wrong side of the bed again today.”

“TSUKI! Leave y/n alone!”

You glared daggers at the blonde haired boy while he pretended to be spooked. “You wanna talk about wrong side of the bed?! I’ll snap your glasses in half right now!” You yelled while you and the boy approached each other, not breaking your glare at one another.

“I’d like to see you reach them.” You opened your mouth to speak until you felt someone take you by the back of your backpack and drag you back. “Y/n, you should really watch what you do. Tsuki is just trying to push your buttons.” You turned to Suga who stopped and turned to look at you. You huffed, “Why does the bean pole always get the last say?!” Suga brushed off your comment while you kept your angry face.

You had to admit, Suga was right. Your buttons were pushed, and they were quite easy to push. Still, you couldn’t allow yourself to get to close to these people. No one in your family even knew you were friends with Noya and if they did they would all freak on you again. The only one who knows is Suga, the rat spirit.

“You let yourself get your buttons pushed too often.” You scoffed and shoved Suga off of you, “I don’t wanna hear it from you.” You sneered at Suga who only sighed, “And I don’t want to keep saving you everytime so stop getting into so many arguments with Tsukishima.” You now held a glare on Suga, “You don’t have to put up with people hating on you half of the ti- Don’t walk away from me you stupid rat!” You stomped after Suga while many of the girls from your school stepped in front of you.

“We don’t appreciate you calling our Suga a rat.” You felt your blood boil, “You don’t know anything about Suga, Tanaka or I! So butt out!” You angrily yelled, pushing past them. You were really a ticking time bomb, going off every few minutes on everybody. You wish you could be kinder but you can’t be so confident in other people.

“Y/n!” You jumped at the voice and saw a smiling Noya walking towards you with a mischievous Tanaka following. “What?” You answered a little to harshly, “Woah Kitten calm down there, you need to cool down or something?” Tanaka lazily put his arm around you while you punched his side about the nickname. “Don’t put your nasty paws on me.” You glared while he whimpered “I thought of something, If I can guess your least favorite animal, I get a hug!” Noya smiled, making you look down at a now scared Tanaka, “I should end you Tanaka, this was your plan wasn’t it?!”

“Come on Y/n! It’s just one hug!” You looked at Noya who only whined like a child, “Nishinoya that’s enough! I said no!” You looked down at Tanaka who’s eyes widened, “Why do you always want to cause trouble for me! I have enough of it!” You continued to yell with tears in your eyes.

Why am I the one stuck with the curse of the cat zodiac?! Why am I treated like I’m worthless?! Why couldn’t I be born like every normal kid?! You began to breathe heavily and run away from everyone. Stupid stupid stupid stupid CURSE. Why can’t you just go away?! You sat outside and fiddled with your beaded bracelet you kept on you at all times. It was a little calming knowing you could control some part of yourself...

You sighed, wiping your tears away. Hearing your phone ding you pulled it out of your bag.

Tanaka: tell him. I won’t tell anyone. But please, do this for yourself. I didn’t mean to upset you...

Y/N: What happened? Why are you supporting me all of the sudden?

Tanaka: No reason. None at all. 😗

Y/N: You didn’t.... Tanaka.

Tanaka: Kiyoko was going to give me a hug! Plus she promised not to tell anyone!

Y/N: YOU IDIOT!

Tanaka: I’m sorry! But I’m not planning on being alone all my life! Kiyoko is an angel and I know she’s not a snitch!

You sighed and looked up seeing Noya walk up to you, “I’m not going to ask for a hug, I’m just here to check on you.” You put your phone in your bag, before approaching Noya. “I’m sorry for pushing you, I know better. I just wish you would allow people to care for you like I do. You matter so much to me, and I want to take care of you if it’s the last thing I do! Y/n, I’m never going anywhere!-huh?

You threw your arms around Noya, digging your face in his neck. While his arms where barely about to wrap around your waist, you two were clouded with pink fog. You fell back and looked down at your (color) fur coat and tiny kitten paws.

“A cat? Wow y/n that’s a cool trick! How’d you move away so fast?!”

You glared at Noya making a chill run down his back, “I-It’s you! I know that glare from anywhere!” You walked towards him while he crouched down to your level.

“So Tanaka wasn’t lying when he said you’re a cat. I thought it was because of how feisty you were!” He laughed sitting with you putting you on his lap, “Shut up! How does this not bother you?!” You were surprised to say the least, but he picked you up abruptly, “You can still talk to me?! Or can I talk to animals!?” You sighed and closed your eyes.

“YOU IDIOT I SHOULD CLAW YOUR FACE OFF I SWEAR YOU AND TANAKA SHARE ONE BRAIN CELL-“ you stopped talking when you felt Noya cradle you in his arms. Your loud self calmed down, for once and rested on him. For a few seconds, before another poof happened.

“NOYA CLOSE YOUR EYES!” You yelled frantically trying to get your clothes, “Huh? OH! IM NOT LOOKING!” He yelled, “STOP PEEKING YOU PERV!” You threw your jacket over his head while you continued to get dressed. You held onto your bracelet for a few seconds after getting dressed, that’s another story for another time...

“Can I uncover my eyes now?”

“NO NASTY PERVS DESERVE TO STAY LIKE THAT!”

“Oh so I see Miss Feisty Cat has returned- OW!”

With a bonk on the head you took the jacket off of him, his brown hair and little highlight sprawled out crazy and his smile shining bright.

“Why are you smiling perv?”

“I’m just happy you trust me with this.”

You smiled softly at him, helping him up. You knew this would cause a little trouble but maybe... maybe it was worth it.

This was so bad Bye 🤩 TAGS:

[misschaii]

Thank you! 💖💖💖

I just want to post a quick shout out to all of my special trick or treaters I had these last two weekends. Thank you SO MUCH for making my first porch light so great. I didn’t thank enough of you and I’m so sorry, I kept a lot of your thanks in my inbox to look at privately. Feel free to visit my porch anytime guys, there will always be candy in my bowl for you.

Also thank you to all the creators that gave me treats, again I didn’t thank enough of you and I’ll go in my inbox and start doing that now. I was working all weekend and in such a hurry to get my gifts ready and handed out. I can’t tag all of you and ya’ll are probably already tired of getting tagged so I won’t cause I don’t wanna forget anyone. But thank you for making these last couple weekends so special for myself and all of your trick or treaters. You have made my last couple weeks more spooky than I could ever ask for and from the bottom of the community’s heart, I say thank you. 💖💖💖

And thank you to @simblreenofficial​ for being the spooky and lovely people you are and for coordinating this every single year. I’m so glad I got to participate and you can count me in next year too!

I’ll see you all for secret santa maybe?

[jackednephi]

I just needed to post about something without alarming certain people who follow my main. Really close friends who just don’t get certain things about our faith and who would offer... certain comfort that I just really don’t want or need to hear right now. I don’t really have another way of putting that. Basically it’s something I need to talk about but would like to keep it relatively quiet

Under a cut though so as not to murder your dashes because I’m not awful

So I had a miscarriage a few years ago. It was my elder brother’s fault. My husband and I weren’t married yet (but we were talking about it) and I won’t lie. I know our views on the laws of chastity and I broke them. More like shattered, really but it is what it is. And isn’t the point

My miscarriage was pretty damn horrifying. We wanted our daughter so bad. It was too soon to check, about a month in, but I received revelation that I was pregnant with a girl. And what to name her. We were to name her Sarah Victoria and I don’t know why but that’s the revelation I received. Specifically, I prayed about it and all I remember was waking up one night, jotting it down in my iPad and going back to sleep. I found it the next day and that’s what we agreed on

Anyway, I’ve since moved past this tragedy, coming to accept it. I came very close to splitting from my husband but we made it through. Usually, what hurts is the anniversary of my miscarriage but it’s slowly getting better. But what I didn’t realize was how badly this year was going to hurt, this Halloween. She would’ve been about three and a half and it would’ve been her first year to trick-or-treat and the past week, week and a half or so it’s like no time at all passed

It’s been. Pretty godawful. But that’s not what I wanted to post about it, just wanted to give some background info before getting into the next part

I post my birthday wishlist every year just in case somebody’s feeling generous. I didn’t really expect all that much this year because of how awful things have been financially. And for the first time I had a homie be like “hey so uh I wanted to send you something but amazon is being awful” and I was just super tickled pink I just

This year has been so awful financially then I got wrecked by the idea that my daughter would have been trick-or-treating this year and this buddy just. She felt like being sweet and making my birthday even if whatever she sends me is stickers I just

I’m just pink over it. It’s probably silly but like I feel so much better knowing somebody cares about me enough to just “hey so I wanted to gift you something” it’s just really really nice. My wedding anniversary is the third and I wasn’t really feeling up to it because I was so out of it but like honestly I don’t even care about the gift itself I’m just pleased as punch to be considered like this

I know this is rambly but I don’t really have all the words for it. I just wanted to talk about how pleased I was that my friend thought to do something nice for me and why I was so happy about it. I just really really did not want a flood of messages in my main inbox like “I’m so sorry about your miscarriage” or weird “hey so you wanna talk about your feelings” type things and I know yall wouldn’t do that so I’m sharing it here

Anyway I feel really great and I’ve been smiling to myself and it just feels so nice. It’s something small but it just helps somehow