#Monster Bride Wig

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Monster Bride Costume ($74.95) & Monster Bride Wig ($29.95) from Party King - available to buy through multiple retailers including 3 Wishes & the Holy Revelation Platform Sandals from Sugar Thrillz (on sale: $80.10 through Dolls Kill)

[bryqe]

want my hair to look like this wig (frankiestein core)

[oneforthemunny]

I'd imagine that every time Halloween rolls around, Rockstar!Eddie and Nepo Baby are on the cover of at least one magazine with a spooky Halloween photoshoot. I'm seeing a werewolf eating (out) a fair maiden. Or a pregnant Nepo Baby tied to a table and a Rockstar!Eddie getting ready to sacrifice her. Or them recreating a scene from the biggest horror movie of the year.

Only over the years, as the kids accumulate, it goes from Playboy to Parade. And instead of tits with fang punctures, you've got a line of tots in skeleton pajamas.

(This was originally meant to be a blurb prompt and I got carried away so now I think it's more just a Spooky Thought I had to share with you. Whatever, Happy First Day of Fall! 😂)

oneforthemunny's spooky stories: rockstar!eddie x reader's time warp

or how halloween looks through the years for rockstar!eddie and nepo baby!reader :) ps pics below are for inspo that i used not specific more of just how the photos looked or what the idea was based off of!

October 31st, 1992

“Look at you.” Eddie grinned, dimples and shining eyes when they rolled over your frame. “My bride.” 

That you were, both in and out of costume. It was the only recognizable part of yourself right now, your engagement ring. Your skin had been tinged a pale green, the SFX artist made your ‘gashes’ and ‘stitches’ look far too real for your liking. Tonight, you were the bride of Frankenstein, instead of Munson. 

“Look at you.” You pouted, eyes rolling over his costume. Not Frankenstein, but… a vampire? “What-What are you wearing?” You huff, throwing an arm out at his costume. “We’re supposed to be Frankenstein and-” 

“-Technically, it’s Frankenstein’s monster.” Eddie grinned, fake fangs making his smile more sinister looking. “I had a last minute change. Dracula and Bride of Frankenstein together? That’s scandalous. So much better, baby, believe me. No one’s done this before.” 

You rolled your eyes, shifting the torn white dress to cover yourself. “When did you change your mind? While I was in makeup for six hours?” 

Eddie laughed, hands running down your skin. “I like your hair.” He muttered. “Think you should do this more often. Pretty metal look for you, baby.” 

“Yeah?” You hum, running a hand lightly over the electrified updo. “Too bad it’s a wig. Maybe I’ll keep it. Put it in the dungeon for you, when you want to get really weird and freaky.” 

“I always wanna get really weird and freaky with you.” Eddie growled, a low rasp in his tone that had your knees shaking. His lips ducked down towards yours, the fake blood around his mouth making your stomach turn. 

“No,” You shake your head. “Get these pictures first, then you can kiss me. I’m not sitting in makeup again, Munson, my ass was falling asleep. I was sitting there for so long.” 

“I can help you with that.” Eddie growled, a playful smack to your barely covered backside that had you shrilling, glaring at him through white contacts. 

October 31st, 1993

“You can barely even see the bump.” You huff, cradling your bare stomach in the mirror. “It just looks like I’m bloated.” 

“You’re out of your mind.” Eddie shook his head, inked hands cradling your torso. “You look so pretty.” 

Your lips settle in a pout, turning to the side, pushing your stomach out further in the pink, frilly lingerie from the 60’s. The sheer robe tied at your collarbones, flowing over your frame beautifully, parting so your belly could poke out. It wasn’t the pregnancy announcement you expected to have, but a fun one, regardless. One that would leave a shocking impression when it was sent to the press. 

Eddie’s ‘costume’ hung around his waist, arms crossed over his bare, tattooed chest. You grinned at the green, scaly suit- designed to subtly resemble Creature From The Black Lagoon’s monster. 

You smirked to yourself, looking at Eddie through the mirror. “My parents are going to hate this.” You grin, nearly proud. It made Eddie’s heart skip. 

“Good.” Eddie snorted with an eye roll. “Not their baby. Not their choice.” He shrugged, hands roaming protectively over your soft, stretched skin. “Victor shouldn’t hate it too much, right? It’s a movie reference, at least.” 

You laughed lightly. “True, and I’m… more covered than last time, right?” You grin, smoothing your hand over your exposed skin. 

“Definitely, much more reserved than last time.” Eddie grinned, chin hooking over your shoulder. “We have to be more appropriate, Button, now that we’re going to be parents.” Eddie mocked your father’s posh, droning tone, quoting what Victor nagged about over the last brunch you had together- a month ago when you told them you were expecting. 

Eddie’s lips pursed at the pinch still unfaltering in your brows, hands still smoothing over your belly. “Hey, look at me.” Eddie rasped, hand cradling your jaw gently, pulling your eyes to meet his. Those soft eyes that made your heart skip a beat every time you found yourself in their gaze. 

“Fuck ‘em, alright? This isn’t their baby, it’s our baby.” Eddie muttered. “You wanna do this? We don’t have to. I’ll tell them all to go fuck off if you want me to. Or we can do something different. Do the Mummy things if you want to. Just say the word. Your call-” 

“Ed.” The smile he’d been looking for graced your face finally. “I still want to do the photos. I’m just… I’m having a moment. I’m hormonal, and-and I’m just having a moment.” 

Eddie grinned, plush lips pressing a kiss to your nose. “Have a moment. You look hot, though.” 

“Thanks.” You muttered, eyes fluttering to look up at him through the strip of false lashes. “Not bloated?” 

Eddie snorted. “Definitely not. Very pregnant. Very, very hot.” 

October 31st, 1994 

“Ed, is she looking?” You say through a smile, eyes still trained on the camera. 

“No, she keeps looking at you.” Eddie huffed, lowering the camera. “Looking at your webs.” 

No crew this time, oh no, Eddie wanted to do it all on his own. The set up wasn’t elaborate, but your costume was. The Black Widow, finished with webs that attached to your dress, hung around you for the perfect dramatic effect Eddie was looking for. In your arms, your little itsy bitsy spider, Persephone. 

“Sephy,” Eddie cooed. “Fuck, babe, where’s the rattle thing? The lamb?” 

“I grabbed it. Look behind you.” You nodded, cradling Persephone closely, her little hands reaching for you and pulling the fake spider arms with her. “You’re just a pretty little spider, aren’t you? The cutest little spider!” 

“Found it!” The camera bounced on Eddie’s chest, shooting you a dimpled grin that had you flushing. “Look at me, Sephy! Look at Daddy!” 

You fixed her in your arms, cradling her to your side. “Is she looking?” 

“Yes, she is!” Eddie lilted in that babbling baby talk that had your heart swelling. “Look at my little spider. That’s so good, look at Daddy!” 

“You sure you don’t want to be in this one?” You asked, hoisting Sephy up higher into your arms, swaying her lightly. 

“Nah,” Eddie shook his head, looking down at the camera, pulling out the film. “Just wanna look at you, baby.” He winked. 

October 31st, 1999

“Kensie,” You coo, looking down at the red faced four year old, desperately trying to keep her from tearing off her ears, two fuzzy clips that mimicked a cute werewolf. “We just need to take a couple of photos, and then we can change and go Trick-or-Treating, I promise.” 

“I wanna go no-o-ow!” Kensie wailed, a piercing sob that had you cringing, the twins stirring in their black bassinet prop. 

“Kensington,” Eddie grit, adjusting Persephone’s cape. “Trick-or-Treating hasn’t even started. There’s nothing out there right now. No candy.” 

You glared at him lightly, though Kensie’s sniffles did ease. “No?” She asked, head tilting to the side sweetly. 

Eddie shook his head, green painted frown softening lightly. “No, baby. Doesn’t start until six. We have plenty of time.” 

“Better quit frowning, baby.” You hum, tapping your finger on Eddie’s creasing forehead paint. 

This year's theme was a take on the classic, creepy show from the 60’s. What better way to celebrate your still growing family than this? Everyone else was favoring the Addams Family this year, but not the Munson’s- Munster’s. 

“Are you ready, Mrs. Munson?” Phil asked, looking up from his camera at you. 

You nodded, fixing your dress while you stood next to Eddie, one hand on the bassinet. “You think they can tell?” You grit through your smile, your dress snug when you turn towards him. 

“No.” Eddie gritted back, eyes flickering down to your abdomen, just starting to swell with baby number five. “You look good, baby, always do.”

[passionateseadruid]

when he walks in…

A few things… there is some Lucifer slander but that should be expected as he is the devil from da bible.

Also a few references to Paradise Lost. How can you write bible fanfics (or anything about Luci) without referencing the OG bible fanfic.

Sera is also a big part of this but I want to think that she was kind before the exterminations.

Also my interpretation of eve.

And Adam is so Ooc but there is still bits and pieces. I definitely headcanon that he wasn’t always a misogynistic prick but was spoiled because he never ate the apple.

And finally (Y/n) is used to refer to reader but it’s completely gender neutral.

Your purpose was to keep Lucifer busy so that he wouldn’t go out seeking Lilith.

The first memory you had was blurry and the conversation you overheard was fuzzy but you’re sure it was about you.

“I don’t want an angel I want the human woman.” A man shouted.

“You don’t want an angel, fine!” A woman replied as if trying to calm a toddler throwing a tantrum. A slight sting came from your back, feathers flew around you.

“Oh really? How’re they going to get around without wigs, Sera?” There was a triumphant tone in the man’s voice. “Face it, they can’t live here if they’re human but they can’t be down there because it’s supposed to be just a single man and a single woman, and if they have wings they’re an angel so I don’t want THEM!!”

“Fine!! You know what!! They’ll bleed red like the humans do but I’ll give them the wings of an insect. They’ll be like nothing or no one else. Will that make you happy. A being not quite human but most definitely not an angel.” You felt your skin contort and mutate as Sera molded and shifted your flesh.

“You want me to be with some hideous monster? No. Sera, no! I love Lilith. She’s just the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

“Lucifer stop! She is Adam’s wife. You can have my new creation.” Sera pushed you forward and the first thing that properly came into your vision was the short man with blond hair and rosy cheeks.

“Get that freak away from me!” He shouted and ran off.

“Did I come out wrong?” Sera’s heart almost broke as you said those words.

“No Darling. You’re perfect. Just give him time.”

He never came back after that. News that he had taken Lilith away swept the city behind the pearly gates.

“Did I do something wrong Sera?”

“No darling. He never gave you a chance. Come on now. We should get back to work.”

“is that all I’m good for? Work work work! I have to run around maintaining balance for people who don’t even care about me, and all because Lucifer didn’t choose me. Where’s my choice?”

“What do you want to do then?” She groaned.

“I heard that a new bride was made for Adam. He named her Eve. I also heard that Raphael was going to visit them, can I go with? Please?” Sera smiled at you.

Sera nodded. “If you want to oversee the garden you may.”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank You!!”

“Go get ready, it’s quite muddy down there so you should probably change out of your white clothes!”

It was so green down there. “Hi! I’m (Y/n). Sera made me.”

“Who’s Sera?” A beautiful girl with dark brown hair and tan skin asked. She had big brown eyes and was of shorter stature.

“Doesn’t matter right now. Who are you?” You said with curiosity. A taller man wrapped his arms around the woman.

“Back off! I already had one angel steal my first wife. I’m not letting Eve slip away so easily.”

“Yes that’s actually what we came to talk about.” Raphael had said.

////////////////////////////////////////

After explaining what had happened with Lucifer to the humans Raphael had left. Eve wandered off halfway through the story leaving you with Adam.

“So…” he started, leaning back on his hands.

“I have so many things I want to ask you! First off, what was Lilith like?” You sat next to him, your knees against your chest.

“Prideful and lazy. I told her over and over again that we needed to grow food for keep the lions from killing the lambs but all she wanted to do was lounge on the beach.”

“Next question. What’s life like down here?”

“It’s… great actually. Other than the slight of having Lilith taken. Eve’s just fantastic though, she listens to everything I ask of her. I always got the feeling that Lilith hated being made for me and she wanted to be her own person. So her leaving is whatever. I wouldn’t want to be told that my only purpose was to be made for someone else’s sake.”

“I was made for someone else and I was fine with it.”

“I feel like Eve’s like that. She was made from my rib ya know. I let her do whatever she wants when she feels like it so she doesn’t get suffocated and leave me too. I love her so fucking much. Trust me, when she gets back I’ll ask her to tell you about all her favorite fruits. You’ll love her as much as I do.”

“What is freedom like? What is it like to live for yourself? You and Eve get to don’t you?”

“Yeah. We still have our duties in the garden but she’s always so excited to help. Do you not have freedom?”

“Not particularly. Sera keeps me pretty busy. I live her her rules, her will alone.”

“Was she the one who you were made for?”

You look away bashfully. “No, I was made for Lucifer so he could stop obsessing over Lilith.”

“Well, thanks for failing. I wouldn’t have Eve if he gave up on Lilith.”

“That actually makes me feel a little better.”

“Hey are you always so obedient to that Sera chick?”

“I have to be. She created me and I must honor her rules and orders above all else.”

“You seem tense. How many rules do you have?”

“Too many to count.”

“We only have one rule here.”

“Don’t eat the apple from the forbidden tree.” You and him say in unison.

“I know.” You look away. “Adam. Promise me one thing.” You look back at him with a desperate look in your eyes. “No matter what you do you have to follow that one rule okay? No matter if you’re starving, no matter if Eve is being threatened. You can never break that rule. Not even if Eve does. Tell her too, okay. Not if she’s starving. Not if you’re being threatened. I already lost my purpose in life because the man I was made for broke the rules and got kicked out. Promise me that you will never break this one simple rule.”

“Okay! Geez, you’re kinda dramatic. I’ll go tell Eve.” He stood up and walked away.

“You’re purpose in life huh? Don’t be so dramatic!” A voice from behind you called out.

“You can’t be here! HE forbid it.”

“HE can’t tell me what to do anymore.”

“HE still loves you. Just apologize for what you did and we can go home.”

“I’m never going back. And I’m never going to be with you! So just take your disgusting SELF AND GO AWAY!!”

“Am I not good enough?”

“NO!!”

“Adam!?” You called out to him surprised at his sudden outburst.

“Eve!” Lucifer shouted worriedly as you both rushed to where the cry came from.

“WHAT DID YOU DO!! (Y/N)!! HELP!! We can fix this… WE CAN FIX THIS RIGHT??!!”

“What happened?” You asked trying to calm Adam down.

“I’m sorry. They said I didn’t know what I was doing. They said I was ignorant. I was. I was so stupid.”

“…What did you do Lucifer?”

“I showed her the truth. The truth that all of you were trying to hide.” He smirked triumphantly. However his smile faded as lightning struck behind him. The winds picked up. The sky darkened with rain clouds rolling in.

“Eve just apologize. Just say you made a mistake. HE is very forgiving. Please.”

“But it’s their fault! They tricked me! I’m not the one to blame! It was them! It was him!” She tried to reason.

“No no no! Just apologize! Eve just apologize! You won’t be in trouble. Just own up to your mistakes and ask for forgiveness!” You tried to persuade.

“Eve just do it!” Adam demanded.

“You eat it. We can do this together.” She pleaded.

“I… I can’t.”

“What’s the big deal? It’s just a stupid apple. Now she can be more informed about her own life.” Lucifer shouted.

“it was their one rule! Why couldn’t you just mind your own FUCKING business!” You shouted at him. “I wasn’t good enough so you had to have Lilith! I thought maybe, just maybe, now that he’s happy I could move on! I was ecstatic when I saw them! I thought overseeing them would bring me a sense of purpose! But no! You had to mess that up for me too!”

“Do you honestly think that I give a shit about you?! That for one moment I thought about YOU!?” Lucifer laughed in your face. “That’s utterly pathetic!! YOU’RE pathetic!!”

“You shut up! They’re great! They’re kind and they actually want to protect us!!” Adam yelled as he held Eve.

No matter what kind word he said, Lucifer’s words stung like nothing else. Tears flowed from your eyes.

“You know what? Fuck you Lucifer!” You shouted and ran away.

////////////////////////////////////////

You hadn’t thought about that for nearly 5 decades. Then a certain brunette walked up behind Sera. He was rounder and dressed in white and gold robes. “Little darling. I’d like you to meet Adam, the first man.”

“We’ve met. Hi!” You waved.

“Hey teeny.” He smiled.

“Hey! I’m not short! You grew since the last time I saw you! I wasn’t this small when I-” You cut yourself off.

“When we first met, I know.” He smiled softly. But his smile drop as he spoke next. “She’s gone. He succeeded in taking her away from me. I thought you’d like to know.”

“Adam, I’m sorry. I should’ve-”

“Hey. I’m here because of you. You saved me. You tried to save her.” He cut you off and wrapped you in a hug. “Sorry. I just need this.”

“Take as long as you need.” You hugged him back.

////////////////////////////////////////

“Ugh! Those dumb fucking whores!” Adam shouted.

“What’s wrong now?” You groaned. Adam had gotten an attitude after he made it into Heaven.

“It’s that short fucking clown and the whore he left you for! Those skanks had a baby! She was such a lazy prude when she was with me but apparently she couldn’t keep her fucking legs closed and put out for that ugly little shit!”

“Hypocrite. You‘ve been having sex with pretty much anything that moves.”

“Okay but the difference is that I actually populated the earth like I was suppose to. She was created to be the mother of all humans yet she goes off and makes hell-spawn instead.”

“Are you feeling insecure?” You teased.

“No! Fuck you, bitch!” You giggled as he pouted.

“Hey! I just had an idea how we can get back at them.”

“How?”

“We get married.”

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” He blushed. “We can’t do that!”

“Why not? If you’re not into me or you don’t want to give up sleeping around then you can just say so. But it would say to the brat downstairs that he isn’t the only one who can swoop in and steal away someone else’s lady. And it would prove to our Ex that we aren’t still thinking about each other.”

“But we are.”

“They don’t have to know that.”

“If we do this you’re taking my awesome dick every night.”

“Deal, you big horny crybaby.” You kissed the tip of his nose.

The news of the spur wedding rocked the pearly gates and all seven rings of Hell. All except the palace of the pride ring. They all couldn’t care less.

////////////////////////////////////////

It’s been a few months since you two got married. You sat brushing your husbands wings.

“Hey babe?” He turned to you slightly.

“Yes?”

“…do you think that I’m a good person?”

“Why do you ask?”

“…I feel like everyone always pities me because of my exes. They always say how I’m so good for listening. Does that make me a good person?”

“Sometimes you can be a bit misogynistic.”

“You get paid more than me! Why do I always have to pay for supper!?”

“Because you barely ever let me choose where we eat.” You tease.

“Spicy food makes me sick! I don’t want to be stuck on the toilet for three hours just because of your freakishly high tolerance.” He pouts.

“It’s also gentlemanly to pay. Besides you insist on getting burritos from that one place twice a month. …why do you ask anyway?”

“Sera’s got this dumb idea. It’s got me thinking about what makes a good person.”

“I wouldn’t know, I was created to follow rules. If I didn’t, I’d fall like Lucifer.”

“We had one rule. Then everything changed when Kane killed Able. I don’t even know if I’m a good person.”

“I think killing is back, harming children is also bad, sexual abuse is also bad. All these things are very purposeful though. People like that don’t change, but you changed. You used to sleep around and now you’re committed to me and you seem much happier.

“Can sinners change?”

“Not all obviously, but if they wanted to maybe.”

“I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you too baby.” When he walks in I am loved… I am loved.

[queenendless]

👻🦇🎃 Spooky Lovin' (Various JJK ft Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Female!Reader) 🎃🦇👻

A/N: Just my headcannon on an imagined scenario with the JJK cast celebrating Halloween together and they're all A-OK and happy and 😭🤧❤️‍🩹 There are ships/pairings in this here and there plus the costumes I thought of for them all that took forever to think of! Spooky romantic fluff. Cause writing that vampire AU 18+ piece is ... hard.

Pairings: Yuji x Megumi, Nobara x Maki, Yuta x Rika with hints of Yuta x Toge, Kokichi x Miwa, Shoko x Utahime, Nanami x Haibara, Mai x Momo, Yuki x Choso, and Satoru x Suguru x Fem!Reader at the end.

All credit for JJK cast goes to Gege.

* Please DON'T plagarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC content. Reblog, like, and follow instead.

I hope you enjoy. And —

HAPPY HALLOWEEN~!

THE CAST'S HALLOWEEN ATTIRE!

🎃Yuji in a tiger onsie and his usual sneakers with black face paint on for the whiskers and the nose.

🎃Megumi as wolf boi with just a wolf ears headband on … he was willing to put those on for his Yuji bae and that's all you're getting.

🎃Nobara as OUAT Aurora with a sword because she is a cute badass.

🎃Maki as OUAT Mulan because I like her warrior armored suit. Blame the fanarts I've seen.

*Plus seeing fanart of those OUAT girls together made something click.

🎃Toge as the Mummy. Better that than automatically putting him in a sushi roll suit.

🎃Panda as Frankenstein's Monster. In the torn up black Frankenstein jacket, stitches painted on, Frankenstein bowler head wig, and bolts in the neck. It was either this or Killer bear.

🎃Yaga as Dr Frankenstein. Labcoat, gloves but with his shades still on. Makes perfect sense.

🎃Yuta as Bendy the Dancing Demon.

🎃Rika as Alice Angel

*They both start off cute then become quite terrifying but in the best way.

🎃Kokichi as Victor from The Corpse Bride.

🎃Miwa as Emily THE Corpse Bride.

🎃Nanami as Captain America cause I got the idea from @TimieTate on twitter. But he keeps said cap off. He'll keep the shield just to see the fanboy within faces Yu, Yuji and Ino come to life.

🎃Yu Haibara as Iron Man cause I like Stony and it all fits now. Also he used face paint to add in the beard goatee combo.

🎃Ino as a zombie with the usual horror makeup with green skin, bloody cuts, and he's a cutie wanting brains~

🎃Shoko as Sally

🎃Utahime as Genderbent Jack Skellington with a Zero plushie.

🎃Momo as Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Just the poofy velvety black dress, witch's hat, It was the broom's fault.

🎃Mai as Salem Saberhagen/Cat. It's just in a velour jumpsuit with an attached tail, layered choker necklace, cat ear headband, and ankle boots.

🎃Todo as a crossdressed Takada … cause why not.

🎃Choso as Netflix's Castlevania Dracula, with his hair loose to match. Also because of the whole blood thing.

🎃Yuki as Lisa Tepes also from Netflix's Castlevania cause they're both independent and stubborn and it just made sense to have them pair up.

🎃Riko as Wednesday Adams

🎃Kuroi as Morticia Adams

🎃Toji and Shiu as Sam and Dean Winchester. Just wearing leather jackets, rustic shirts, torn jeans and boots for the rugged look. Doesn't matter who's dressed as who. They can both make either roles work.

🎃Noritoshi Kamo as Hellsing's Alucard

🎃Junpei as Ash Williams. OG Classic. With detachable chainsaw toy hand.

🎃Nanako as Mitsuri Kanroji

🎃Mimiko as Nezuko

🎃Tsumiki as Shinobu

*They all got the wigs and custom made toy Nichirin swords. Also because Tsumiki and Shinobu share the same seiyuu. It was either her or Yor from SPY X FAMILY. Lord knows Gojo, Geto and Megumi would never want to see this girl in that kinda getup; overprotective they are.

🎃Mei as Disney OG Ursula. They both have white hair and do business with high rewarding profits. I had trouble figuring out a costume for Mei, okay!?

🎃Ui as a Flotsam Jetsam Mashup. Devoted brother/minion, so be it.

🎃Kusakabe as a Scarecrow. Apparently he's a fearful man that is courageous when it counts. It all fits.

🎃Akari Nitta as OG Disney Cinderella. Cause why not? It's cute!

🎃Ijichi as Zorro. Be a brave badass, my man!

*Those two are doing a callback to A Cinderella Story; the OG one, where Sam is Cindy and Carter is Zorro. Ergo, neither pair are couples.

🎃Arata Nitta as just a bedsheet ghost. He's timid as hell according to his wiki so there.

🎃Satoru as Wassup Ghostface

🎃Suguru as Viper Ghostface

🎃You as OG Ghostface

*Cause I gotta put my favorite horror character of all time in this and seeing fanart of them as Ghostface is a big turn on~! Plus Gojo gives Wassup vibes. And Viper looked so cool for Geto. And yes you be representing the OG!

🎃👻🦇 🎃 👻🦇🎃 👻🦇🎃👻🦇🎃👻🦇🎃

Fall has come.

Warm colored leaves whisking in the cold blowing winds.

And so much rambunctious chatter teemed the atmosphere.

The annual Halloween carnival fair has arrived.

"Fushiguro! Let's go on that ride next!" Yuji cheered enthusiastically as the pair rode the flaming pumpkin head shaped go bumper car.

"Fine fine! Just keep your eyes on the – ACK!" Megumi grabbed those mochi cheeks of Yuji's to make him face forward, both jerking forward as they got slammed in up front by another go cart.

"Itadori-kun! Eyes on the road!" Junpei laughed.

"You two can get it on later, ya know~" Ino teased, grinning, innuendo jokes going hard.

"Ino-san, please don't egg him on." Megumi grumbled, bashfully avoiding eye contact.

"If he wants to, sure." Yuji made it all seem so simple.

"WHAT!?" All three exclaimed in shock, startling the other drivers and passerby, earning him a hard yank on his tiger hood.

Mingling outside a food booth

"Mmm, umai~!" Nobara's eyes lit up with actual stars in them as she eyed her crepe with bat and spider sprinkles paired with chocolate sauce. "Delicious and Insta-worthy~! Maki-san, what do you think?"

She smacked her lips in afterthought, eyeing the"With the black and orange dyed cone, matching sherbert ice cream gave off that spooky pizzazz to put one in the festive mood "Not bad. Too much though."

"Hmm … then finding the best cammable sweets for Maki-san is our goal for this all Hallows Night!"

"Don't go overboard, baka." Maki bopped her on her crowned head, endearingly smiling. "Cause we're burning all this sugar in our workout tomorrow."

Nobara saluted. "Yes ma'am!"

From down the road, sitting at a mini table set up outside another food both, Mai scoffs at the sight. "Maki, what do you see in that girl?"

Giving heated glares to some passerby that were giving cat calls to Mai, Momo "Your envy is warranted but not tonight. Now have a spooky berry." Momo plopped a bloody frosted one from her decorated strawberry coffin into her partner's mouth.

"Out of all the people, she chose to date … her." Mai muffled through her full mouth.

"I heard that, you know." The Kyoto pair looked up to see Mai's twin and her bae standing there; Maki a bit facially irked whereas –

"We BOTH heard!" Nobara's seething face was too close for Mai's comfort; Maki restraining her from going feral, though Mai looked undisturbed.

Oh? I didn't see you there." Mai's false smile had Nobara shooting steam out of her nostrils.

"She means well." Momo; understanding Mai's protectiveness over her twin, just sat there and ate those berries away.

The baseball struck gold as the bottle tower collapsed with ease.

"Alright Nanami-san! Perfect aim as always!" Haibara cheered, clapping before pointing at the prize he wanted hanging above their heads. "How many prize booths does that make now?" Haibara beamed, arms full of stuffed toy prizes.

"This would be the fifth one. I believe we've reached a moderate amount at this point." Nanami stated, adjusting the strap keeping the star spangled shield on his back, as they walked off with their reward.

"Yeah. This is more than enough for my sister. Thank you. So here." Picking up his latest prize, he handed the Iron Man chibi doll to his beau. "As a token to remember this night."

Nanami was so taken back by the gesture. "Then you keeping this one would even things up." He plopped that Cap chibi plush right on Haibara's face.

Haibara nuzzled the Cap plush with his cheek. "I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth … Kento."

God, Nanami's heart was getting ready to burst right outta him! "Yu …" Looking straight ahead, he shyly blushed as he kept a hand on Yu's back just in case. "I'll never forget."

On a park bench, viewing the fair from across the way, the two ruggedly dressed drinking buddies were hogging the bench.

"You know spying is a bad look for you, Zen'in."

"Shut it. It's Fushiguro now, remember?" And yet, propped against the back of the bench, Toji kept glancing at his wolf eared teen son walking with his fellow sorcerer buddies through the festive grounds evidently content regardless if he was smiling or not.

"Just go say to your kids already, you big old wuss."

Downing some booze, Toji sighed. "Nah. It's better this way. Besides, his two new papas would kill me in cold blood if I got even close."

"You're actually pissed you didn't get invited to their group gathering." Shiu drolled, getting bonked in the back of the head by Toji's half empty bottle.

"Still though, nothing like a drink and a smoke outside to spend the night away." Shiu mused, smoke slipping through his lips.

Toji's semi bored eyes suddenly became focused as they trained on a former target that now alluded to his sights after slipping inside one of the many houses of horrors littered around the fair grounds.

Holding hands tightly, Riko and Kuroi jolted and squeaked among the many other costumed attendees from every jump scare triggered by the gory horrifying figures coming every which way.

"Riko-sama, it's okay if you don't want to keep going."

"No! I can be brave through this! Just to rub it in those two's smug ass faces! I can do this – mmph!" She bumped into someone's back amiss her self encouragement. Looking up into the blackest eyes of Count Choso who bluntly uttered.

"Boo."

Riko's terrified screams didn't startle Choso in the slightest as she flailed, losing balance, and falling into Kuroi's arms.

"Sorry about him, Amanai-chan. Just trying to get him in the spooky spirit is all." Yuki's head popped out from behind him, apologetically smiling.

"An incarnated object … in the flesh!" She was as terrified as she was astounded at being in his presence, especially when he punched a screeching animatronic that got too close for comfort.

"Another former Star Plasma Vessel." Choso pointed out dryly.

"I chose my own path going forward of my own free will, same as you. No need to be so blunt about it." Riko stuck her tongue out at the somewhat irked hybrid man.

"Riko-sama, let's get going. We're holding up the others behind us." Kuroi cautioned.

"Yes yes, we're wasting precious time here! The night is still young after all!~!" Not wanting to get kicked out and sued by those running the house, Yuki dragged those three out to the exit, barreling through puzzled exclaiming normies.

In a mock up Haunted Mansion ride, Kokichi stayed stiff but flustered as Miwa held his hand, hugged his arm, and cuddled up next to him in their automatic carriage seat for two.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" She curiously wanted to know.

He nods, fidgeting a bit. "And you?"

"Yes … I'm with you, after all." Miwa's genuine smile spoke volumes to how true she meant it.

"Good." He kissed her cheek all feather-like, earning a glow from her face before she peppered his face all with lipstick kisses, to his dopey smiling face.

"Oh my precious students!" That alerted the two as they spotted their sensei tearing up, to which her date used her Zero plush to pat away those tears.

"Just ignore us. We'll keep mingling with our brethren, that's all." Shoko waved to them, lounging in the fake graveyard setting.

"Not if we get kicked out over it!" Utahime panicked.

"Eh, no big deal." Shoko's usual apathetic shrug.

"You promised me you wouldn't act like THOSE TWO – MMPH!" Utahime got shushed by a smooch. Zero's nose lit up red, smooshed in between them, pouting as they parted. "You don't play fair."

Shoko rubbed her nose against Utahime's, mixing her faded blue powder with her white face powder, smiling proudly. "You make it too easy."

Outside, in a corn maze, Toge was looking ahead over the tops, carried on Panda's shoulders,

"Tsuna Tsuna."

"Go right?"

"Shake."

"Got it. Oh, Yuta, why must you leave us in your wake!? We barely see him anymore! Now he left us behind in this maze!" Panda dramatically tearfully shouted to the heavens.

"Mentaiko."

Turning this and that way, they finally found Yuta. On the hay covered ground. With Rika laying atop him.

"T–Toge! Panda! Uh … I can explain everything! I – It was just a slip –!" Yuta sweated bullets.

"He still cushioned my fall. You're always looking out for me, Yuta, my love~!" Rika gushed.

While he remained calm on the surface; that and his mouth was covered in wraps, Toge was irked at seeing his close friend being smothered by his lifelong love.

"If you two wanted to be alone, all you had to do was say so." Panda suggestively said.

"Uh, that's not – AH!" Getting pulled up to their feet, Yuta blushed at how intense Inumaki's gaze held him with such devotion. Ruffling his hair, Toge was now turning red from what those wraps didn't hide, Yuta laughed a bit at the cute sight, before Panda bear hugged them all. "I – I missed you all too!"

Leaning against the fenced borders of the exit, Kusakabe-sensei stood beside his fellow Scarecrow; a display maybe but still, staying steer clear of any unwarranted hassle.

"Kids … naively enjoying normalcy despite our true reality. As long as I don't get screwed over in the long run, I'm –!"

A clown faced balloon got thrusted in his face.

"Take one. Enjoy yourself. I mean it."

Principal Yaga, handing out spooky themed balloons to adorably costumed kids passing by with their parents, still noticed the somber fear in his eyes. Speaking of kids –

"Come on, uncle! Mom is waiting for us!"

Yaga smiled at seeing Atsuya being dragged off by his Batman dressed nephew, willing to let his guard down for the little guy, a bat shaped balloon in his small gloved hand.

Mei cackling as money rained the sky. "Thinking you can trick me out of my wits," Men with wounded pride crumbled around her. "Only to be treated to my heart's content." They should never have bet straight outta their wallets. "Now that's what I call the best treat ever~!" She was that good at the shooting ranges. And darts. And slamming the hammer to ring the bell.

"Nee-sama, on top, as always~! Perfection~!" Ui applauded in his own odd unsettling way that only his elder sister enjoyed as she laughed madly.

Noritoshi hoped Miwa and the girls' choice of costume for him wouldn't make him feel so … out of his comfort zone. And yet, the various fangirls that adored the character he portrayed had them taking him up on both sides, hugging him arms and giggling nonstop at how fine he looked. Guess letting his hair down and loose made the look really sell. Still …

"I cannot tell if this is better than dealing with curses … or worse."

Getting dragged off to God knows where, an overwhelmed Noritoshi passed the masked Ijichi-san who was mesmerized by Nitta-san as the princess she is inside and out, twirling on the bridge. "I'll make sure not to lose my glass slipper~!" She cheekily jokes.

"I'd gladly carry you should you ever lose them." Ijicji bravely offered.

"Oh thank you Ichiji-san, but I'll manage. Right, Anata?"

All she got from the tarp draped ghost of her teen brother was jerky nodding and an "Eep!"

"He's really shy. But that makes him that much more precious to me~!" She hugged her startled embarrassed tarp brother.

It brought tears to Ichiji's eyes, sniffling. "Ah sibling love … so pure!"

And for Todo. Yeah, a Takada-chan Halloween themed concert was happening nearby. And yes he got tickets to see her. Cross dressed as his #1. The man will wear it with the utmost unbridled pride and joy for his Takada-Chan. And he'd lose it seeing her dressed as the best half angel half devil in history. "Pure and forbidden to all … the perfect balance … that's my Takada-chan~" He'd be on Cloud 9 yall!

SNAP!

"Ooh, another one!" Nanko cheered.

FLASH.

"New pose time." Mimiko softly suggested.

CLICK!

"Okay, one more!" Tsumiki added.

Posing and taking photos with cosplayers of their fave online idols in their demon slayer outfits was too much fun for all those involved.

"PHOTO BOMB!"

A Wassup Ghostface popped up above Nanako's head. Followed by a Viper one appearing between Mimiko and Tsumiki's faces. Startling away their cosplaying acquaintances.

"Our own papas giving us heart attacks, unbelievable!" Nanako complained.

"It was a good scare, though." Mimiko clapped a bit.

"It made my heart jolt right out of my chest!" Tsumiki exclaimed.

"Huh? Where's Mama, though?" Nanako asked.

"She's missing." Mimiko noted.

"I thought you three would all arrive together." Tsumiki reminded them.

Gojo pulled up his mask to beam at them. "Not to worry, girls. The Mrs is fine. Quite fine, actually~" Gojo's purring tone at how fine you looked in your costume did not go unnoticed as the girls mock gagging into their hands.

Geto also pulled his mask up to peck their foreheads. "You girls keep having fun…not too much, though." Geto wanted the best for his girls too, but not around unsavory company.

"Yes, Geto-sama." The twins kissed his cheeks before dragging Tsumiki off to rendezvous with Megumi's group.

The big question.

Where are you in all this?

Photographing the moments, of course.

Entrapping these precious once in a lifetime memories.

Looking over them all from afar, your tender smile gave way to a wave of attachment as tears pricked your vision behind that mask.

This fragile tender peace amiss this cursed world was what you sought-after.

Swaying from the overflow of sentiment, empathy and affection you felt for this found family had you shaking in your actual costumed boots.

"Tell me …" You felt his cursed energy appear immediately, hovering right behind you. "What's your favorite scary movie?"

You felt giddy, butterflies flocking your nerves, smiling nervously underneath your mask. "This one." You pointed at yourself. "Duh." You giggled as he glomped you from behind, lifting your mask off to see your red cheeked beauty. "Lord forbid I wanna remember this night, digitally and soulfully. Doing group hangouts takes lots of planning, coordination and effort – AAH~!"

You squealed as Satoru lifted you up bridal style, spinning you around, marveling at your form highlighted by the moon while the fair lights made your e/c eyes sparkle like the universe laid in your gaze. Matching his Six Eyes perfectly, hypnotized by them as ever, as he kissed you openly.

"Heaven sent … you truly are." Tuffs of his snony bangs tickled your forehead and nose as his face beamed with pride and joy, unbridled love stretched from both ends of his wide smile, all for you.

"An angel for our depraved souls," Feeling those giant clothes hands cup your cheeks from behind, your toothy smile looked up to see Suguru sharing the same twitterpated expression.

"Ghosts having guardian angels … huh. Who'd have thought?" Your attempt at joking only made them give loud, slobbering, open mouthed smooches all over your face as you became a flailing giggling mess.

"Selfie time~!" Satoru chirped as he took tons of them with his phone, lots of laughs and kisses exchanged amongst the many goofy, creepy, and ecstatic faces you three made.

When midnight would soon be upon you all.

"Looks like we're right on schedule." Suguru mused as you three saw everyone that you personally invited eventually convening where the end of the fair grounds and the park meet, fairy lights hanging among, between, and around the tall hanging trees, various spooky tune favorites playing in the background to set the mood.

"Precisely." You threw the heavy ginormous bag you brought with you.

You popped it with the signature cursed energized finger gun.

It rained candy for all assembled.

While some – Yuji, Panda, Toge, Yuta, Rika, Junpei, Ino, Nobara, Miwa, Riko, Yu, Todo cause his lovely Takada-chan's concert had ended early, Nanako, Mimiko, Tsumiki, Satoru who yes scrambled over to get some too – clamored for every piece they could get their hands on.

Others – the adults at least – had restraint or not much interest.

As the fireworks went off to signal the end of the night, so much lively chatter bounced off everyone in animated mayhem, and you could only stand there and watch in amusement, content, and peace.

You wanted to freeze this moment. As well as many others. From back then to going forward.

This world – this reality – was something else.

You found more meaning, a sense of belonging, and heart in being here.

You would shape, bend and change it all to make it the kind of world you wanted it to be.

One where you could protect the smiles of those you feel attached to. Keeping this little slice of semi-normalcy intact, this somewhat safe haven of a life.

And should any curses wreak havoc upon the city – they will be most active on this night after all – this league of sorcerers would exorcise the hell outta them.

Sitting down on the grassy grounds, you were lost in the glowing sight that you got startled as Suguru slung an arm around your shoulders, nuzzling your humming self with his own.

"Truly a memorable night. Well done, love~"

You two jumped as Satoru collapsed before you two, candy stains smearing his lips, but smiling too much to care. "Best Halloween thus far! But next year we gotta top it! We should throw a bash! At our place!" Satoru's eyes were crazed and high at that point.

"Satoru, no more sugar for you tonight." Suguru lightly scolded.

"But Suguru, I feel so good right now~!" You and Sugu sucked the sweetness right off Toru's lips. "Like that but more~! Please love~?" Those puppy dog eyes and pouty lips have you kissing his lips. "Thanks you two~"

Helping Satoru sit up enough to rest on his elbows, you three spent the moment relishing the youthful scenery. Satoru's head rested on your left shoulder, Suguru's head rested on your right shoulder, and you hummed at how warm and cozy and right it all felt.

Calling out to everyone assembled to do at least one group cheer before the clock struck twelve.

Finishing the night off with one last –

"HAPPY HALLOWEEN!"

[tanglednlove]

Please execuse my messy doll room! Here is Emily next to my Bride of Frankenstein bust. She is so much taller than The Bride! Assembly was easy, but her hair needs so much work! The wig sheds, knots easily, and requires a lot of styling. I gave up for now and have not bothered with her veil either. Monster High poly is better than this!😅

The dress has an asymmetrical design, so it does not lay flat against her at all. Both glovelets are molded on her arms. The wig is sparse with visible bald spots. They can be somewhat hidden with some styling. The curls knot at the ends. I had to give her a trim, too.

Emily is quite impressive in person. I think she looks very movie accurate, too. No comment on her animation, as I have not tried it yet.

I am very happy with her!🦋

[whiskey-bumblebee]

trick or treat aaron hotchner pls 🙏

treat! 🍬

A/N: gender neutral reader (Aaron slips up at one point but we correct him), Halloween-decoration-typical horror (just in case). Also the writing in this is super lazy because I am what? Lazy <3 Hope you enjoy! And keep the requests coming!

Aaron loves that you love Halloween, but he can't stand the decorations. He's seen a lot of things in his life, and Spirit Halloween reminds him of the worst of them: dismembered limbs, blood, scary masks, references to weapons and poison, death all around. To him, it's a blessing that you have the stomach for the plastic version. It means he's doing his job, as an agent and a boyfriend. He's not bringing it home. He's keeping you safe from the horrors of the world.

So he gives you a list of boundaries, lovingly handwritten in his neatest print:

please no: -weapons -gore/blood -body parts/bones/tombstones -jumping things -masks -murder/crime scene paraphernalia

You take the list in hand and give him a look. "Honey, I respect this, but are there things you do want? That might be easier."

He considers it for a second. "Bats. Pumpkins. Spiders. Witches. Cats. Vampires. Frankenstein. Cute ghosts."

You smile and give him a kiss because you can't help it. "Cute ghosts."

"You know. Sheet ghosts."

"So you can watch scary movies but you can't have scary decorations?" You're only teasing, and he knows that, but he still pouts a little.

"Michael Myers on the television is different to Michael Myers in the living room."

You nod. "Okay, honey. I'll see what we can do."

So you head to the halloween store and do a little bit of damage with your credit card, and head home to set up. You don't get many trick or treaters, since you live in a small neighborhood, but it's just as fun to decorate for yourself, right?

You decide to go with plenty of fuzzy spiders, a jack o lantern for the porch, and a sheet ghost for the lawn.

Aaron gets home, and you're careful to meet him out in the driveway so you can check for his approval.

"Cute ghost," You point out, after giving him a quick kiss. He nods.

There are some comically large spiders climbing up the outside of the house, and he laughs.

"Sure."

Then the two pumpkins on the porch.

"I thought we'd carve them together another time."

He nods again. You know the lack of reaction is just his way of assessing a situation wholly before he makes an overall judgement.

You walk him through the door, where you've kept things much more minimal. Your home is your shared sanctuary after all, and the last thing you need is to give him a heart attack in the middle of the night.

The front door reads "Haus Frankenstein", with the silhouette of a castle underneath. In the kitchen, you've suspended a sign reading "it's electrifying!" with a picture of Frankenstein's monster in the lightning trap.

"I know this is kind of verging into corpse territory, but I thought it was cute, if you don't like it-"

Aaron shakes his head quickly. "No, it's cute. Thank you."

The guest bathroom has sticky green gels over the tile.

"Ectoplasm," You smile, and Hotch falls even more in love with you.

"Everything is temporary, it's peel and stick. If you don't like anything, I kept the receipts, so we can return it-"

"Everything is perfect, honey. Is that it?"

You nod. "That's it."

His face falls a little, although he's quick to shield it.

"What?" You ask quickly. "Do you want something else?"

"I was hoping you'd pick the costumes, I'm no good with that s-"

You beam. "I did. They're in the bedroom."

Aaron smiles at that. "You think of everything. I love you."

You lead him to the bedroom, and you're delighted to walk him through the costumes, a mixture of thrifted items, costume pieces, makeup, and a wig for you.

"Frankenstein and the Bride of Frankenstein?"

"Partner of Frankenstein," You correct him. "I thought since I kind of themed the house as the Haus Frankenstein, we could be the Frankensteins. And I was talking to my friend about it and we thought you looked kind of like Boris Karloff."

Aaron raises an eyebrow.

"In a good way!" You interject. "I think he's sexy."

He grins and pulls you in by the waist. "Good."

[secretnook]

*Monster by Kanye West ft. Nicki Minaj starts playing and it’s not acknowledged until Nicki’s verse*

Sam:

Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta

With a bad

Jamie: bitch

Sam: that came from Sri Lanka

Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka

You could be the king but watch the Queen conquer

Colin: *yelling*

Okay, first things first I'll eat your brains

Then I'ma start rockin' gold teeth and fangs

'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do

Hairdresser from Milan, that's the monster 'do

Monster Giuseppe heel, that's the monster shoe

Young money is the roster and the monster crew

And I'm all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face

And if I'm fake, I ain't notice 'cause my money ain't

Isaac: *cuts off Colin*

So let me get this straight, wait, I'm the rookie?

But my features and my shows ten times your pay?

Fifty K for a verse, no album out

Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbies gotta climb it

Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent

Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it

Nicki on them titties when I sign it

That's how these guys so one-track minded

Jamie: *gets in Isaac’s face*

But really, really I don't give a F-U-C-K

"Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki 'cause sh-she's fake"

"She on a diet, " but my pockets eatin' cheesecake

And I'll say bride of Chucky is child's play

Just killed another career it's a mild day

Besides, Ye, they can't stand besides me

I think me, you and Amb' should ménage Friday

Will: *cuts in out of no where*

Pink wig, thick ass, give 'em whip lash

I think big, get cash, make 'em blink fast

Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for

Ah, I'm a motherfuckin' monster

*Sam/Colin/Isaac/Jamie/Will jumping up and down yelling and hyping each other up*

[ohmygs-blog]

hey bestie!!! this is going to be a long one lol.

i absolutely love halloween so let me word vomit some ideas to you. trigger warning, i am a theatre kid so i will list some musical themed ones.

- phantom & christine (phantom of the opera)

- gomez & morticia (addams family)

- brad & janet (rocky horror)

- bonnie & clyde

- spider-man & mary-jane or gwen stacy (FOR MARK PLEASE I ABSOLUTELY LOVE SPIDER-MARK)

- emily & victor (corpse bride)

- rapunzel & flynn/eugene (tangled)

- frankenstein’s monster & bride of frankenstein

- siren/mermaid & pirate (sexy)

- ghostface duo (sexy)

- lifeguards (sexy)

fun fact: new & younghoon from the boyz dressed up as emily & victor for halloween 2021 during maverick era & it was iconic.

also, feel free to have one of the dreamies dressed as what the girl would usually be like jungwoo has been bella swan & rose from titanic. (totally can see haechan wanting to wear a wig & dress to be the prettier one)

hi bae 🫶 not the warning 😭 i’m a bit of a theatre kid myself lolll

no bc why do i wanna write chenle wanting to be ghostface instead of what i already wrote… just makes sense and would be so sexy tbh hmmmm

yesss already had spider-mark in mind hehehe

was totally going for a rapunzel vibe with renjuns costume suggestion n idk why but i really wanted to pirate costume but couldn’t think of anything to go with it so thank uuuuu

i did already write haechans but no bc i can perfectly imagine him being like im the girl bc im sexy???

fun fact for u: tbz were like my ults at this time + new and younghoon were my biases soooo i remember being literally insane over them

[tacobellfries]

pull up in the monster automobile gangsta with a bad bitch that came from sri lanka yeah i’m in that tonka colour of willy wonka you could be the king but watch the queen conquer OKAY FIRST THINGS FIRST ILL EAT YA BRAINS THEN IMMA START ROCKIN GOLD TEETH AND FANGS CAUSE THATS WHAT A MOTHERFUCKEN MONSTER DO HAIRDRESSER FROM MILAN THATS THE MONDTER DO MONSTER GIUSEPPE HEEL THATS THE MONSTER SHOE young money is the roster and a monster crew and im all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face and if im fake i ain't notice cause my money ain't!.. so let me get this straight.. wait.. i’m the rookie? but my features and my shows ten times your pay? 50K for a verse. no album out! YEAH my moneys so tall that my barbies got to climb it hotter than a middle eastern climate. VIOLENT. tony matterhorn nutty wine it wine it NICKI ON THEM TITTIES WHEN I SIGN ITTTTT THATS HOW I GOT THESE SO ONE TRACK MINDEDDRD but really, really i don't give an F U C K forget barbie fuck nicki shes fake she on a diet BUTMY POCKETS EATIN CHEESECAKE and ill say bride of chucky it's childs play! just killed another career, it's a mild day! besides ye they can't stand besides me, i think me you and am should menage friday PINK WIG THICK ASS GIVE EM WHIPLASH THINK BIG GET CASH MAKE EM BLINK FAST NOW LOOK AT WHAT YOU JUST SAW THIS IS WHAT YOU LIVE FOR AHHHH IM A MOTHERFUCKEN MONSTER

[me-myself-and-my-fos]

Trick and Treat

Pairing: Sam Abrams x Nic Blake

A/N: Happy Halloween!

Warning: brief depiction of nudity and sexual acts (not explicit but implied)

“Let’s do this last street and then we can go back home. She’s getting tired,” Nic told her husband, readjusting their daughter in her arms. Despite Joan’s drooping eyes she still managed to drum the side of her mother’s head with a glow stick they got from a particularly frugal neighbor a few houses down.

“You’d never be able to tell from the way she’s acting,” Sam replied, amused at Joan’s obsession with the glow stick. It was going to be impossible to get it away from her come bedtime.

“And whose fault is that?” Nic gave him a pointed look. “You let her have candy.”

“It was a few M&M’s. I finished off the bag.”

“Still, you’re on bedtime duty tonight.”

“Sam? Nic? It’s good to see you two,” a familiar voice said, and they looked back to see Natalie walking up behind them, her son holding onto her hand.

“Hey, Natalie. Owen, nice costume! Captain America is always a great choice,” Nic greeted.

“Thanks!” Owen gave a toothy grin.

“Sam, I didn’t expect to see you in a costume.” Natalie had a look of amusement on her face. “Are you supposed to be Doc Brown?”

“Frankenstein, actually,” Sam replied, thankful that the dull street light was able to hide his red face. The last thing he needed was people at work learning he wore a wig with his Halloween costume. Or that he dressed up.

“I'm the bride,” Nic added. “And Joanie here is our little monster.” She tickled Joan’s stomach and made the toddler giggle.

“Aw, a family costume. How cute.” Natalie grinned.

“Do you and Owen want to join us? We’re just going down this last street,” Nic offered.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude–” Natalie began, but Nic shook her head.

“I insist. It’ll be fun. Right, Sam?” Nic looked to her husband who sighed.

“As long as you promise not to tell anyone what you saw,” he said to Natalie.

“Your secret is safe with me,” she assured him. Sam gave a nod as a silent thanks and Nic gestured to the street filled with parents and children going door to door.

“Shall we?”

The group began walking down the street, Owen leading the charge excitedly. As they approached the first house, porch light on and decorated like a graveyard, Nic handed Joan to her husband. The toddler wasted no time smacking Sam in the face with the glow stick. Natalie and Nic both laughed.

“She really likes that glow stick huh?” Natalie asked as Owen followed Sam up to the house through the yard.

“Oh yeah.” Nic nodded. “She got it about three houses in and refuses to let it go.”

“At least it’ll keep her entertained.”

“I give it a few days. It reminds me of when she was obsessed with Sam’s work badge.”

“Is that he was late every day for a whole week?” Natalie asked.

“Yep. She refused to give it up every morning. I think it was her way of trying to keep him from leaving.”

“That’s so sweet. I have to say, since Joan was born Sam’s been a lot more mellow at work.”

“Mellow?” Nic snorted. “I never thought he’d be described as mellow.”

“Mom, look at the candy I got!” Owen shouted as he ran up to them with his bucket. Sam followed behind, Joan’s hand tugging at the crazy gray wig.

“Wow, that’s a nice one!” Natalie beamed as Owen showed her the full sized Hershey’s bar.

“Let’s get to the next house before Joan rips this thing off my head,” Sam said tiredly, gently pulling his daughter’s hand away from the wig.

“Trick an’ treat!” Joan shouted, holding the glow stick up above her head. “Trick treat!”

Walking a bit further down the street, Natalie and Nic stopped at the driveway of another house. This one was decorated like candy land. Not exactly scary, but the kids were delighted by it. Sam headed up the driveway with Owen and Joan, and Natalie looked at Nic.

“Is there a reason Sam is the one going up with Joan and not you? I just thought you’d be trading off.”

“Oh.” Nic shook her head. “I haven’t been trick or treating since I was about Joan’s age. Some jerk down the street from where I grew up thought it would be funny to scare a toddler. So I’ve sort of been scared ever since.”

“I had no idea.”

“It’s not something I really advertise. Besides, it’s always more fun handing stuff out to kids. And whatever’s left over we get.”

Natalie nodded. “Yeah, Sam did mention you guys were just going to leave a bowl on the porch with a note.”

“I doubt there’ll even be a bowl left.” Nic chuckled. “Where’s Will? I thought he’d be out here with you and Owen.”

“He’s working the graveyard shift.”

“Oof, Sam’s told me those on Halloween are the worst. He did everything he could to avoid it tonight.”

“Mommy!” Joan called out, giggling as she ran down the driveway towards her mother.

“Joanie, careful.” Nic scooped up the toddler as she reached her mother. She looked up at her husband as he approached with Owen. “What are you wearing?” Nic asked her husband.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied seriously, though trying to keep a smile from forming as he stopped in front of her, wearing a pair of plastic glasses with fake eyeballs dangling at the ends of springs.

“Oh my god.” Natalie laughed, then Owen appeared.

“I got some too!” He said excitedly, wearing the same glasses as Sam.

“Uh oh, one of us is going to have to change,” Sam joked. Nic and Natalie rolled their eyes in amusement before heading further down the street.

By the fifth house Joan had fallen asleep, head resting on her father’s shoulder as she drooled on the costume scientist coat. Sam and Nic bid Natalie and Owen a happy Halloween before quietly heading home.

The candy bowl was still there, along with the note. Nic grabbed it as they headed inside and Sam went up the stairs to put Joan to bed. When she was finally in bed, out of her costume and into pajamas, Sam headed towards the bedroom.

“I’m glad to finally get that damn wig off.” Sam walked into the bedroom, looking through the open door into the bathroom. Nic had changed into her night clothes and was in the process of brushing her teeth. “It itched like hell. Reminded me of when my brother brought home lice and gave it to the whole house,” he mumbled, peeling off the layers of costume.

Nic laughed through a mouthful of toothpaste before spitting it out. “You should’ve let me do your hair with that spray and some gel.”

“And risk residue staying in my hair and outing to my colleagues that I dressed up for Halloween? I’d rather die.”

“Either way, you look good with gray hair,” she teased. After rinsing her mouth out, she began to floss, and when she did she felt a pair of arms on her waist before she was pulled against Sam’s chest.

“Y’know, Halloween isn’t over yet. There’s still time for you to have a treat,” he whispered into her ear.

She hummed as she continued to floss. “What kind of treat?”

“Your favorite.”

“Ooh, Twix,” she joked, throwing the floss away. “What about Joan?”

“Already in bed deep asleep, so that means I’m all yours tonight,” he told her, kissing her cheek and trailing down to neck. “And you’re all mine.”

Smiling, Nic bit her lip and tilted her neck to the side. “So that’s the kind of treat you had in mind,” she teased.

“These night shifts have been killing me. I’ve missed you.”

“I can tell.” Nic grabbed his arms and unwrapped them from her waist before facing him. “Show me how much you’ve missed me,” she said, pulling him into the bedroom.

“Sam?” Nic prompted as she rolled on top of him. She kissed him lazily, feeling his fingers run through her hair.

“Hmm?” He hummed in response.

“Would you do anything for me?”

“Anything,” he responded, free hand grabbing her waist to pull her closer.

“Anything?” She smirked. “Even buy that Christmas tree I want?”

Sam paused, opening his eyes to look at her. “What?”

“You know I’ve been bugging you about it,” she chuckled. “Was that not what you were expecting me to say?”

“I thought you were going to ask about renovating the kitchen,” he replied. “Or doing the thing. Not the tree.”

“So you’re more okay with me asking to spend possibly thousands on renovating the kitchen than you are spending a hundred dollars on a new Christmas tree?” She quirked a brow, pushing up to rest her forearms on his chest.

“I thought it would be something we need.”

“Oh you don’t think we need a new Christmas tree?” She challenged. Nic began to move off him to get out of bed. “Let me show you how un-tree-like our current one is.”

Before she could get out of the bed, Sam already grabbed her waist and pulled her back in. She fell back onto the mattress, her husband on top of her.

“You can get the tree,” he told her.

“Really?” Her brows perked up.

He nodded. “If we can do the thing.”

Nic grinned, threading her fingers through his hair. “Sounds like a deal, Dr. Abrams.”

Tags: @hyperionshipping @the-dark-fae-and-her-fos @canongf

[fervency-if]

If the ROs were invited to a Halloween party with MC (let's say modern times if you want any pop culture) and the MC wanted a couple's costume (or between friends) with the ROs that matched in some way, what would they pick? 🎃

And if I can ask you, Niko, what do you like to dress up as for Halloween if you celebrate Halloween parties? 🎃

The Physician has her famous affinity for birds, and wouldn't mind dressing up as a black swan and a white swan. I believe she would prefer to be a black swan this time around, since she was a white one at that certain masquerade... (Even though her beak was a tad long.)

In modern times, Aubrey would, as I have mentioned before, have an affinity for horror movies, and would find it fun to dress up as some famous slasher and their victim. He wouldn't mind being either, as long as he got to be covered in blood.

Vesa would like herself some pop-culture, I imagine! A spooky couple, such as Frankenstein's monster and his bride, or Morticia and Gomez Addams, or perhaps Jack Skellington and Sally. She would let the main character decide who would be who, but she would find it fun to be one of the men in question, since she's very feminine otherwise.

Narciso would want something elegant and lavish. A pair of rococo-people, perhaps. Frills and powdered wigs and all.

Roswhen would genuinely want the main character to decide, because they would be up for almost anything, whether it be simple or intricate, cute, elegant, or spooky. They would have fun either way.

Elan doesn't want to dress up and go to any parties... But he would, if the main character really wanted to. For their sake. Let's be sheet ghosts or something of the sort. Hiding.

...ah, me? Yes, you may ask!

When I have attended Halloween parties, I have mostly gone for historical costumes. One year I was a renaissance man, another a rococo fop (which might have been my favourite,) one year I was a French revolutionary (people thought I was Napoleon though, but at least I won a contest,) another a Victorian dandy. One year I was Dee Dee Ramone, because I was growing my hair out, and I half-jokingly thought I looked like a blond version of the fellow... Ah, and once when I was a preteen, I had a rather nice vampire costume, which certainly fits the theme of this place. I love costume parties! I will not attend to any this year, unfortunately, but they really are a lot of fun.

[mlobsters]

supernatural s8e6 southern comfort (w. adam glass)

the orange of it all 😩

oh boy. goofy music and garth. and dean in trouble with sam. well, dean is entirely unbothered that sam's mad at him. but sam seems to be just mad about the vampire part, not the lying part. all right.

SAM But you're out now, and Benny's still breathing. Why? DEAN He's my friend, Sam. SAM And what about my friend, Amy? She was what? 'Cause you sure as hell didn't have a problem ganking her.

okay but didn't sam come around to agreeing with dean on that? or at least agreeing to disagree LOL fucking jewel staite plotline that would never die. agh.

SAM So, how does that make this our kind of thing? DEAN Because, Sam, Kevin's in the wind, okay, you're sulking around like a eunuch in a whorehouse, and I can't help but ask myself, when is decapitation not my thing?

think i went through the same face journey as sam to the eunuch in a whorehouse line but the end bit made me laugh

jump scares from the confederate flag plastered everywhere, jesus

GARTH So how'd you get out?

the way sam whipped his head around to make a spectacular array of faces at dean 😂

GARTH Yeah. Man, I felt terrible when I ganked that SOB. SAM Uh, you killed the Tooth Fairy? GARTH Yeah, man. I mean, not my proudest moment, but it happened.

....okay.

mmmk.

dunno what to say about that amelia flashback. it was done well, she did a really good job! i felt some things. but the whole plotline itself is... just feels like manufactured conflict.

oh but i just had a brilliant brainwave

maybe we have amelia to thank for getting the sideburns wrangled (somewhat)!!! 🫡🫡🫡

speaking of manufactured conflict, this thing with garth and dean over bobby. dean snapping at him, garth getting upset. mushy music that reminds me of the princess bride

amused that bobby apparently wrote in very neat cursive in his journal

confederate unknown soldier. okay.

glad to see amelia has her hair back and not the wonky wig in the previous episode. so this flashback was prompted by garth saying he and dean aren't listening to each other. and what, amelia wasn't listening to him when she pushed him away the morning after?

she could be straight out of a vidal sassoon commercial with that hair, gorgeous

jesus fucking christ i know my startle reflex has been like. extra sensitive recently but good fucking lord next scene actual jump scare when the dude shoots the glass. i hate that shit

i would snark about him hamming it up but the man just full on sniffed him and said the spectre likes him, so i mean, do what you must

DEAN You should have looked for me when I was in Purgatory.

in sam's defense, i will say again, if dean was actually in heaven which he assumed he was since he thought he was dead, would he still expect sam to get him? can argue that yes too, of course. or some handwavy he coulda checked somehow with a spell or whatever. anyway, with how they are, and have been historically, it does lend a little credence to dean's side of things

nice usage of fell on black days by soundgarden. they've been hittin it with the montages set to music (like this one of cas smiting to the yardbirds [scroll down in the post])

so i guess this whole monster of the week situation was to get this airing of grievances moment for dean

DEAN You never even wanted this life. Always blamed me for pulling you back into it. SAM That's not true. DEAN Really? 'Cause everything you've ever done since you climbed into my ride has been to deceive me. SAM What do you want me to say? That I've made mistakes? I've made mistakes, Dean. GARTH That's not Dean, Sam. DEAN Shut up! Mistakes? Well, let's go through some of Sammy's greatest hits. Drinking demon blood, check. Being in cahoots with Ruby. Not telling me that you lost your soul. Or how about running around with Samuel for a whole year, letting me think that you were dead while you're doing all kinds of crazy. Those aren't mistakes, Sam. Those are choices!

so it's not even things that dean necessarily might feel, it's things sam would feel guilty about whether or not it was within his control

SAM All right. You said it. We've both played a little fast and loose. DEAN Yeah, I might have lied, but I never once betrayed you. I never once left you to die. And for what, a girl? You left me to die for a girl?

again see why a lot of fic really belabor this point!

GARTH Come on, Dean. You do not want to kill your brother. You – you've been protecting him your whole life. Don't stop now. DEAN He left me to rot in Purgatory!

GARTH All right. All right. Maybe he did. I don't know. I wasn't there. But I'm sure he had his reasons. SAM Just like you had your reasons for Benny. GARTH Who? DEAN Benny has been more of a brother to me this past year than you've ever been! That's right. Cas let me down. You let me down. The only person that hasn't let me down is Benny.

that's a bold statement, ghost-possessed-dean.

SAM But what? But you didn't mean it? Oh, please. You and I both know you didn't need that penny to say those things. DEAN Come on, Sam. SAM Own up to your crap, Dean. I told you from the jump where I was coming from, why I didn't look for you. But you? You had secrets. You had Benny. And you got on your high and mighty, and you've been kicking me ever since you got back. But that's over. So move on, or I will. DEAN Okay. I hear you.

good job sticking up for yourself, sam! stop being an asshole, dean!

SAM Good. You know what? Hear this, too. I just might be that hunter that runs into Benny one day and ices him.

okay well, moment of reconciliation over

DEAN I guess we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, won't we? SAM Yeah. Yeah. You keep saying that.

[houseofthewolves]

The Arrangement

Part II - Secrets Are Not So Deep

For winter drawing nearer and nearer, it was certainly a hot day in King's Landing. As instructed by the Hand, Jaime had taken Breena out for a walk around the castle. It had been years since she'd been there, no fault of his sister, of course. It was nice to see the beautiful sights of the castle again. Though it was a reminder that Robert was dead. His booming drunken laughter no longer filled the halls as it had before.

"Has it changed?" Jaime asked her, trying to make conversation with his intended bride.

"Not to the eye," Breena admitted truthfully. "It all looks the same as I remember. It just doesn't feel it."

"A lot has changed," the Kingslayer nodded.

Breena smiled awkwardly, and nodded. She did not know exactly what to say. She began to second guess herself. Could she really marry this man if she couldn't even carry on a conversation with him?

They continued on in silence for a few more steps. Finally she thought of topic. "When does Tyrion leave for the Wall?" She asked curiously. The dwarf was the one Lannister she never minded. Years ago while she stayed in King's Landing they had spoken many times, and enjoyed each other's company.

Jaime looked at her with a hint of suprise, "Tomorrow." He said, and she saw the sadness linger in his eyes.

"I know he didn't do it. I also heard what you did. He's lucky to have you," Breena said as she glanced up at him.

"Lady Breena, I believe those were just words of kindness," he smirked at her. The youngest Baratheon smiled.

"I am quite kind," Breena pointed out smirking back at him. "Tyrion was always kind to me. He always left books for me he thought I'd enjoy. I know he is no killer. He's not the monster he's made out to be."

Jaime looked at her a little differently. Surprised by her acceptance of his brother, and to hear they were perhaps even friends. Tyrion had never mentioned such a relationship to him. "Thank you," he said greatfully.

The young doe nodded, "Now your sister on the other hand..."

Jaime's curiosity peaked, perhaps now he could find out what happened between them? How they went from sisters one moment, to Cersei wanting her head the next. "What happened with you two? For years Cersei doted on you. You were the younger sister she never had."

Breena looked at him with suprise, "You don't know?"

"Know what?"

The Baratheon was baffled. Her plump lips frowning slightly. "I saw you," she admitted. The image of the twins, naked and entwined entered her mind. Cersei's eyes locking with her own from across the room. It sent a disgusting shiver up her spine.

Jaime immediately stopped in his tracks. He knew exactly what she meant. Breena now two steps ahead of him, stopped and turned to face him. "What?" He asked in shock.

"Why do you think she made my brother send me North?" She asked. "She cornered me, terrified me, threatened me, and had Robert send me away. Unlike Bran Stark, I got to keep my legs," she added with a snap. Slowly she turned away from him. "I've known the whole time." She said as she continued walking.

Things began to make perfect sense to Jaime. He was planted in place, rooted by shock. She knew for certain his relationship with Cersei, a woman she now despises and still agreed to marry him? "That's why from the moment Robert asked Ned Stark to be Hand of the King, Cersei kept you from him. Why she wouldn't let you return to King's Landing. That's why she insisted Robert marry you off right then and there."

Breena turned to him again, "Guess there is a brain hidden within that pretty blonde wig of yours." She was annoyed now.

"And you still want this marriage," the Kingslayer ignored her. Trying to understand.

The young doe sighed, and walked back to her intended. "I am a woman in Westeros. I am a Baratheon. Stannis is the last male heir, and with the moronic mistakes he is making, he is more than likely to be the next stag to fall. I will be all that's left of our house. What power do I have? How can I reclaim what's rightfully mine? The home of my ancestors? By playing the game. If I stayed at Runestone, I would be an old widowed Royce forever, while Storm's End is handed off to some other lesser house. No. If I have to become a Lannister to save what's mine, I'll do it," she declared. Her violet eyes burned with determination, and passion for her words. "I will not sit by as my house dies because my brothers were foolish children fighting a war against themselves with fire and wooden swords."

Jaime stared at her with a new sense of admiration. She certainly had grown. She was not some foolish little girl anymore. She was a woman who knew who she was. She knew and accepted the fact that her brothers had doomed her house. That she was its last true hope. Breena knew what she was, and was wise enough to know how to play into her hands. The image of her sitting there, bargaining with his father was very clear to him now. He imagined she suprised him too.

"I'm sorry Cersei threatened you. I had no idea," he swallowed, unsure of what to say. He imagined the topic of his relationship with his sister would have come up eventually, but he was truly hoping to avoid it.

"It does not matter. I wouldn't be the woman I am today if Cersei hadn't pushed me away from my own family," the Baratheon scoffed and continued walking away from him. It was true. Had she continued to live in King's Landing, if Cersei hadn't pushed her away, she imagine she'd be very different person. She was beyond grateful for the Starks. She vowed that she would one day honor them. She'd have justice for what had been done to them. She just needed the support to do it, and for that, she needed a seat at the table. She needed Storm's End.

"Forgive me for interupting what sounds like a bloody awkward conversation," a voice called out. The pair turned to see Ser Bronn of the Blackwater approaching. "Ser Jaime, Lady Breena," he nodded to them respectfully.

"Ser Bronn," Jaime nodded to him.

"He's asking for you," the former sell sword said looking at the Kingslayer, then to his bride to be. "Both of you."

Breena and Jaime exchanged a knowing look. Tyrion.

[dragonmuse]

For a seasonal prompt, how about some classic trick-or-treating? Either way back in the timeline for Charlie and Alma, or maybe the Callahan Gang with Pickle?

(this one took some twists on me, but here's Alma age 12 and Charlie age 9, going out trick or treating with Eddy and Stede)

“Love, come on!” Eddy called from the bottom of the stairs. 

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” Stede laughed, descending. “I can’t tell who’s more excited, you or the children.” 

“Definitely Eddy,” Alma giggled. “Dad, do you like it?”

She had made her own costume this year from her now too small flower girl dress from the wedding last year. Using shears, she’d put artful rips in the tulle bottom and torn the top layer of the corseted top to give her some breathing room. Fake blood had been liberally splashed onto it.  Eddy had been prevailed upon for makeup help and now she looked pale as the grave, a little blood dribbling tastefully from one corner of her mouth. A stunning corpse bride. 

“I love it!” He declared. “Do a spin for us.” 

Alma twirled, the skirt swishing outward. “I still say I’m too old for trick or treating though.” 

“Next year, you can stay home and give out candy,” Stede took out his phone, snapping pictures. “But you look too good to stay home this year.” 

“Can I stay up and watch a scary movie after Charlie goes to bed though?” 

“Yes,” Eddy said before Stede could put in his two cents. “I’ll watch it with you.” 

“I’ll read in bed. Where is Charlie?” 

“He was looking for his-” 

“I’m ready!” Charlie came out of his room.  

He was wearing a white lab coat, black rubber gloves, a white wig teased out at the ends, goggles and holding a green severed arm with a bone sticking out. 

“I thought you said you were going to be Frankestein,” Eddy said blankly. The arm, despite the color, was disturbingly realistic. 

“I am,” Charlie frowned. “Dr. Frankenstein. The monster’s name is Adam.” 

“It...is?” Eddy looked to Stede, who conceded with a nod. “But you wanted to be scary this year.” 

“He’s the real monster,” Charlie said solemnly. 

“He did abandon his creation,” Stede allowed. “The monster was just doing its best to survive after that. And it was understandably angry.” 

“Okay,” Eddy decided to let that go so no one here had to examine it. “Fun. Good job, Charlie. How’s your mad scientist laugh?” 

Charlie did something that sounded more like a hyped up nine-year-old laugh, but hey, also scary in it a different way. 

“Great!” Stede decided and took a few pictures of him, then one of the two kids together where Alma pretended to gnaw on the fake arm. “Let’s go!” 

They went out into the street. It was already getting dark and there were shrieks of joy going up and down the street. Alma and Charlie were both armed with pillow cases (“Why not bags, honey?”  “Pillow cases hold more. And it’s tradition.”)  

“Would I regret asking if you ever got to trick or treat?” Eddy took Stede’s hand in hers. 

“Likely,” he sighed. “What about you?” 

“Oh yeah, every year until I was in high school. My mom would piece a costume together with what we had around when I was little. I was a vampire a couple of times, had this pair of teeth out of one of those coin machines in the grocery store.” 

“And now you can be whatever you want, any day of the year,” Stede beamed. “My beautiful Kraken.” 

“I can,” they agreed with satisfaction. “Maybe next year we should switch for Halloween. Wouldn’t that be fun?” 

“I love it,” Stede said readily. “You would look amazing in the cream gown with the gold accents. I’ll need some training on the tentacles.” 

“Eddy!” Alma called from the end of the street. “This house gave out full size candy bars!” 

“Amazing!” She yelled back. “Wait at the corner.” 

“Okay!” 

They sped up, escorting the kids down the street. Charlie had clearly been sneaking treats early, his costume enhanced by the smears of chocolate around his mouth. Alma hadn’t even hid it, sticking a watermelon lollipop into her mouth, the red adding to her general bloody vibe as well as faint, but pleasant candy scent. 

On a stoop, there was a scarecrow decoration and right as the kids trooped up past it, it leaped to it’s feet with a blood curdling scream.  Charlie jumped back a full foot, eyes wide, a strangled cry in his throat. Eddy was about to give the guy a piece of his mind when Alma kicked him hard in the knee. 

“That’s really awful!” She shouted at him. “He’s just a little kid.” 

“Fu-” The scarecrow started.

“You better not be about to swear at my kid,” Eddy snarled. “What the hell is wrong with you? Save that shit for the asshole teens that’ll be out in an hour.” 

“Damn right,” Stede agreed, sweeping in to put an arm around Charlie. 

“Hey, it’s just fun for them, you know, laugh it off after.”

“I don’t think it’s fun,” Alma huffed. “I think it’s juvenile and cruel.” 

“What are your shoes made of?” The guy groaned, reaching down to rub his shin. 

Alma hiked up her puffy skirts to reveal her shit-kicker boots. “Steel toed. And I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kicked you. But you scared me.” 

“I.uh...yeah. Sorry.” The guy coughed. 

Stede took the kids onward and Eddy waited until they were out of sight. 

“M’am?” the guy asked uncertainly. 

“I know who you are,” she decided. “I hear you scared one more kid who doesn’t come up past your waist tonight and I’ll make sure your aunt knows who broke her ceramic planters stumbling home drunk last month.” 

The scarecrow froze. Eddy tossed her braid over her shoulder and went to catch up with her family. The kids got back in the spirit quickly enough and they did another few blocks. Eventually Charlie was dragging his bag and Eddy plucked it from him, tossing it over her shoulder. 

“Too heavy to carry means time to go home,” Stede decided. “Getting chilly too.” 

Back at the house,  they put on the Grim Adeventures of Bill and Mandy which both Alma and Charlie would still consent to watch. Two pillowcases were carefully spilled out.  Then the cutthroat trade deals began. 

“I will give you ten tootsie rolls for all five of your caramels,” Alma opened. 

“Four,” Charlie contended.  

“Done. Pretzel pack for cheetos.” 

“No way, I like cheetos,” Charlie pushed the pack out of her reach. “You can have the potato chips for the pretzels.” 

“Fine.” 

“Trade all hersheys for jolly ranchers?” 

“Except the watermelon ones.” 

“This is...good?” Stede ventured as he and Eddy watched from the couch. 

“Sure, they’re getting along,” Eddy decided. “How much are we letting them eat tonight?” 

“Five piece maximum.” 

“Ten,” Eddy contended. “They should get a little sick, that’s half the fun.” 

“If they get actually sick, on your head be it.” 

“Deal,” she laughed. 

Candy traded, consumed and tucked away from the next day,  Stede got Charlie scrubbed clean and into bed. Alma changed into her own pajamas, washing her face and sitting next to Eddy on the couch. 

“What are we watching?” 

“A classic.” Eddy assured her. “Ghosts and scares all over.” 

Stede emerged a few minutes into the viewing. Eddy waited for him to say his good nights, but he just stood there watching and eventually drifted onto the couch, sitting on Eddy’s other side, apparently taken in. With the first big jump scare, he grabbed their arm, but didn’t make a sound. 

“This poor boy,” he murmured.  

“Just fiction, love.” 

“Still.”

Meanwhile, Alma was reclining, eating her potato chips. “That headwound is gnarly.”  

“Right?”  

The climatic moment crested and Alma went “Ha! I knew it!”  Just as Stede said, “Wait. He was a ghost the whole time?” 

“The whole time,” Eddy nodded. “Mind fuck, right?” 

“I can’t believe it.” 

“I kind of guessed at the anniversary scene,” Alma shrugged. “It’s a good twist though.” 

“Twist? It’s horrific!” Stede protested. 

“Dad.” She sighed. “It’s a horror movie.” 

“...yes. Well. Excellent point, thank you. And now it’s bedtime, I think. For all of us.” 

Alma grumbled, but went. Eddy put her arm around Stede’s shoulders and kissed his temple. 

“You going to be okay?” 

“I know it’s silly to be more scared than a child, but-” 

“Love, this movie scared me so bad that I slept with the lights on for a week and I was 22 the first time I saw it.” 

“Really?” 

“Cross my heart. Every creak in the apartment gave me the creeps for weeks. Just know it now so it doesn’t get me.” 

When they went up to bed, Eddy noticed Alma had left her door open a crack. Just enough to let the light they left on in the bathroom streak over her floor. Guess she wasn’t so unaffected either. Stede picked up his book and Eddy just curled up beside him, head on his chest which was his cue to share. So he read aloud about some dry history until she fell asleep.  

Hours later, she woke and sat up. 

Something stirred in the house. She kept her eyes closed, pinpointing it. Not Alma, who would go straight for the kitchen to turn on the kettle so they could have hot chocolate with her if it woke them.  Not Stede, who was asleep beside her, breath barely creasing the air.  Unlikely to be Charlie who diligently went out like a light and wouldn’t rise until dawn when he’d settled himself somewhere with a book where someone was likely to trip over him. 

Something was awake. Eddy got to her feet and prowled downstairs, tense as a wire. Alma’s door was still cracked. Charlie’s was still closed. 

Eddy crossed the living room, sweeping, hand closing into a fist. 

But there was nothing. 

Just the wind maybe. Or her own dreams. 

Eddy stood, and listened for a long while anyway, suspended in that moment for longer than she’d like to admit. 

Go back to bed, sweetheart.  

Eddy whirled. No one there. Just a whisper that was probably the wind rustling leaves outside. No words said out loud at all. 

“Okay,” Eddy said back anyway. “I’m going” 

There was no hand on her cheek, no familiar lips on her forehead. Whatever may or may not have stirred in that thin veil was gone. Eddy went back to bed and fell into a deep sleep.

[normal-cactus1221]

5, 8, and 19 for spooky asks?🎃

AAAAAA YIPPIEEEE!!! TY FOR ASKING IM SOSOSOOSOSO HYPED FOR HALLOWEEN AND ANYWAY I GET TO TALK ABOUT THAT IS A FANTASTIC WAY 🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤

5: halloween traditions

OOOOHOHOHOOHO YESSS YESSS!!! i mean there’s ofc watching the nightmare before christmas once a day Minimum all october, but Halloween night is The Most Tradition based!!! immer and some friends go trick or treating cus the neighbors still give us candy, and we stay out for like two hours! then when we get home we get together with my brothers and all their friends in front of the fireplace and trade candy so we have Optimal Stashes for the year!! then we go watch “scary” movies til everyone has to go home!! (scary sim parentheses cus one year we watched the live action cat in the hat)

8: this years costume

OOHOOHOHO YEYEYEYYSY IM SOSOSOSO HYPED FOR THIS ONE!!! i’m forcing all my friends to go as monster high character and i’m, now you’ll never guess who i am of all the monster high characters, but i am in fact the pink one. IM GONNA BE DRACULARA BABIEEEE!!! ive had my costume completely ready for like a month, made the skirt and the vest myself and i’m getting my hair streaked with bleach so i can actually have her hair without a wig!! IM SO EXCITED AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

19: fall soundtrack

i have my silly little halloween playlist i’ve been listening to for a while!! it’s just like, nmbc and corpse bride and coraline and the addams family musical and ALL the haunted mansion songs (grim grinning ghosts is on there like. 12 times) and it’s SO GOOD. I LOVE IT. SM.

TY FOR THE ASKKKKK 🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🧡🧡🧡🖤🧡🧡🖤🖤