#also their halloween costumes??? very cute i cried

[kaliforniahigh]

Dad!Noah and Wife!Reader taking pics of each other while napping with the babe. Like she sees him napping holding the little one (also napping) in his arms or on his chest. And viceversa. just fluff.

This is soo cute, I'm gonna cry!!!!

Warning: I don't know how Noah used to celebrate birthdays/halloween, the description is just for the sake of the story. This became more of a Halloween fic rather than a birthday fic LOL

WC: 1.1k (not proofread)

This is basically just fluff.

There was a time when you and Noah used to go crazy for Halloween and his birthday. Young and in love, the night felt endless and so did the drinks.

Before Noah met you, he wasn't really big on celebrating the date. But you came into his life and he didn't really understand how had you went for Halloween when he spent it with you the first time.

He remembers you planning your costume months before the date. And after he saw your excitement, he couldn't help but ask you to put something together for him as well. So you started celebrating Halloween every year after that.

You had one condition though. Halloween needed to be celebrated on the 30th, because you insisted that the 31st and his day only.

He protested at first, but then saw that you wouldn't budge on your decision. So that's when he also started to celebrate his birthday.

The boys always congratulated him, obviously, but he never wanted anything too crazy. Maybe order his favorite fruit and have some cake. But that was the extent of it.

Now, you and him go out to eat, you buy him a fancy cake with decorations and writing on top and you sing happy birthdays while the candle is lit.

This year though, your October is looking very different.

First, you both feel dead tired everyday - have been since your daughter was born - and the preparations were a little last minute, since neither you nor Noah remembered your daughter's daycare Halloween party.

It was just your luck that they decided to celebrate it on the 30th, so you could have the 31st to celebrate with family and friends.

So you took care of the food, and Noah ran to the store to pick up a last minute costume. You didn't give him any instructions, which scared you a little bit.

When he came home though, with two bags in hand and you opened them to find a Fred, Wilma and Pebbles Flintstones costume, you were sure you wouldn't be able to pick a better one even if you tried.

So with food in your hands and an almost one year old baby on Noah's arms, you headed to the "party".

It wasn't anything crazy, since it was only a bunch of babies and parents in one room, eating nice food and giving each other - sometimes unsolicited - advice on how to make the baby fall asleep at night and other stuff. There also weren't any drinks, which didn't bother you and Noah in the slightest, since you both stopped drinking since before you found out you were pregnant.

But, taking care of a baby in that environment still took a lot out of you and him. Aurora cried from time to time, mainly from the amount of people in the room, or simply because another baby started crying too. So Noah had to take her on a walk and show her some toys to try and distract her.

The thing that tired you the most was having to interact with other parents. You didn't sleep well last night - like many other nights - and you just wanted to be home, resting with your family.

But you understood the importance of participating in these events. Both for your baby and for you and Noah as new parents.

You tried to stay for as long as you could, but right when it was approaching 8:00 PM, your daughter began to get even more fussy in Noah's arms, and he suggested you head home.

Saying goodbye to everyone, Noah secured Aurora on the car seat, and got in the driver's seat next to you.

"I didn't know these baby parties could drain you so much", you said as you sighed out loud.

"Tell me about it", he gave you a look of disbelief and turned on the car, driving off into the streets. "Evan literally wouldn't stop talking about how well his son sleeps through the night", he huffed in annoyance.

"Ugh, these kinds of people piss me off", you rolled your eyes, resting your head on the window.

"He could tell I was falling asleep at any minute, and he just wanted to feel like the better parent"

Usually, you and Noah didn't care about these comments. You knew you were giving your best to your daughter, while also having to balance a marriage.

But it was times like these, where you felt overwhelmed, that you couldn't lie and say that these comments didn't piss you off.

You two were vey lucky to have each other during this journey and you wouldn't choose doing this with anyone else.

When you got home, you unbuckled Aurora while Noah opened the door. Making your way inside, Noah took the sleepy baby from your arms.

"Let me feed her, you can go take a shower", he said, and kissed you on the forehead.

You thanked him silently, making your way up the stairs to take a warm and steamy shower.

You took longer than usual, just needing a few minutes to clear your head and relax by yourself.

Cleaning the fog from the mirror, you dried yourself, brushed your teeh and picked some comfortable clothes - usually Noah's - to sleep in.

You silently made your way to the nursery to put the baby to sleep and give Noah his turn in the shower. The door was wide open, Noah sitting on the recliner, shirtless, as that was his preferred way of holding Aurora when he was home. You were about to softly call out his name for him to look at you, when you noticed soft breaths coming from his lips.

Getting closer, you noticed that both of them were in a deep slumber, Violet's cheeks smushed on her dad's chest, her little hand making a thight fist.

Noah's large hand was sprawled on her back, holding her close to him, head lulled to the side.

You were frozen in your spot for a few minutes, just watching the two most important people in your life share an indescribable moment together.

You thought about snapping a picture, when you remember you left your phone on your bed when you went to take a shower. Tiptoeing your way out of the room as silently as you could, you went to the bedroom to grab your phone.

When you came back, you wanted to chuckle at how knocked out they both were. You noticed that Aurora slept with her little mouth slightly open, just like her dad.

After snapping a few pictures from different angles, you decided to print it tomorrow to add to your endless collection of you daughter sleeping with either you or Noah.

You watched for a few more minutes, realizing that eventually, you would have to wake him up.

But for now, you went to the kitchen to snack on something before bed, deciding to let them be for a while longer.

[cosmicstarlatte]

Pumpkin Carving (Obey Me!)

The guys want to try out pumpkin carving. How does it go?🎃

»Characters: Demon Bros+Dia, brief side characters as judges »Tags: Humor/Fluff, Bulleted Fic »Notes: Part of OM! Flufftober 2023 // reblogs are always loved & appreciated :3 // halloween divider by saradika!

Lucifer: The Show Off™️

Decided to go for an intricate design for his pumpkin

He worked carefully & put his entire lucifussy in it

It was beautiful watching him work his magic he looked like he was creating a symphony

However his pumpkin looked like mush in the end

Everyone laughed. Everyone. Satan & Belphie the hardest.

Solomon: "...it looks great Lucifer. I can see the hard work you-"

"Don't patronize me."

Mammon: Macaroni Art Vibes™️

Complained saying the whole thing was lame but he got really into it

"Heh, look at the little guy!"

It actually looked really cute for his first pumpkin, it had a simple silly face!

Took photos with it only because "it's the type of thing you're suppose to do!"

The judges liked his very much & he came in 3rd place🙂

"...Ya so where's my reward!?"

Levi: Limited Edition Collector's Item 2023: Akuzon Fall Exclusive™️

Geeked out because he always wanted to carve a pumpkin! JUST LIKE ANIMES!

Of course he had a ruri chan stencil already made, he was waiting for this day

His pumpkin actually looked really good & made with love! He even added glowsticks to it!

However dun dun dun, tragedy struck!

He dropped it before he could show the judges

Poor baby cried his eyes out & you guys had to buy him his favorite milk tea

Satan: The Smashing Pumpkins™️ (please don't sue me, thanks!!!)

A little too good with a knife

Made the best intricate design out of everyone, it wowed the judges (& pissed off Lucifer)

Then he started punching & smashing it, completely obliterating it

Beel tried to eat the flying pieces that flew into the air

Delicately placed a pretty candle on top of the mush as the finishing touch

Solomon: "...You know what I like it."

He came in 2nd place!

Asmo: Bedazzled & Bright™️

"It screams 'I AM the now' you know!?"

I mean, he added jewels & even a mini light up disco ball inside

He carved his face into it & it projected his face onto a wall

some say they saw it reflect on the night sky like a hero signal

Was Luke's favorite because it looked fun & bright!

Note: his pumpkin got stolen off the HOL porch during the night.

Beel: Frankenstein Era™️

I know what you're thinking & no he didn't eat it 😐

(Everyone made sure he was well fed before doing the group activity)

His pumpkin looked the silliest, he added mini pumpkins to it & stacked them

Solomon: "What do you think would happen if we brought that thing to life?"

Barb: "Don't."

He did snack on the few pumpkin pieces that got carved out

...OK yeah he ate it all in the end but that was later!!! Leave him alone! He tried so hard!!!

Belphie: BANKSY™️

Didn't really want to participate but whatever brother Lucifer says, goes.

While everyone carved & decorated their pumpkin, he just napped on his like a pillow

Lucifer scolded him for doing nothing to his pumpkin

Belphie challenged him saying it was a work of art & up to interpretation

The judges 'ooo & ahh'd'

His pumpkin came in 1st place

LuciferGrindingHisTeeth.jpg

It's possible Lucifer chucked the pumpkin into oblivion when no one was looking

Diavolo: THE Pumpkin Face™️

"You can't beat the classics!"

Wanted to do a classic pumpkin face to keep human tradition! He appreciates human culture!

He took his time, stenciling was fun & cutting was a little rough

It got a little messy but he enjoyed it

The pumpkin ended up being a thing of nightmares but no one had the heart to tell him

(Barbatos cringing in the background)

Luke fainted at the sight. Dia naively took it as a sweet compliment

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[greattigerssimp]

Hi! I see you like my stupid Punch Out x Disney Princess idea. Maybe some headcanons if they went out for Halloween as the Disney princesses (I know Halloween is over but still 😭)

idk really stupid idea but I blame my brain lol

It's not stupid at all! Girl boss Disney princess boxers coming right up ^^

Little Mac 🟢🥊

- Went as Vanellope

- Doc Louis went as Ralph and Peter Punch went as Felix

- Highly protested against putting candies in his hair

- Kept the hoodie after Halloween, but otherwise didn't care for the costume

- Terrible at the voice

- Watched the movie for authenticity, later bullied Joe for being cut from the film

Glass Joe 🇫🇷 🥐

- Absolutely adorableeee. Bro got lots of candy for being so bonita

- He actually loooves Beauty and the Beast! It's classic French literature, after all, and he's a sucker for adorable literary works like that.

- Also relates to Belle a lot, mainly for her love of reading

- Gets giddy every time he watches the movie or the Broadway version

- Kinda snobby about it though, like he's all like "erm actually the Broadway version is the one I prefer" like sis no one cares, shush and continue being adorable

- If Gabby was alive in this AU, he'd dress up as Gaston. He admires him in a not-straight way lmao

- Obviously kept the dress

Von Kaiser 🇧🇪 🔩

- Wanted to go as Snow White or Rapunzel since he's familiar with them (his mom would read those fairy tales to him as a kid), but since he was the last boxer to choose who to go as, he got stuck with Anna

- Watched the film alongside Soda, and he didn't care for it (that was mainly bc of Soda singing along to each song)

- Sweating BUCKETS during trick or treating since Anna's outfit is quite warm

- Chaffed... a lot.

- Did not keep the costume, even after Joe's compliments.

Disco Kid 🇺🇲 🕺

- Was happy to go as Rapunzel, until he realized what a hassle the long hair would be

- Also hard to get groovy bc of the hair

- Has the entire films soundtrack on a playlist

- Made a remix of "I see the light" after he was done trick or treating

- Kept the dress, but gave it to April (his lil sister in my AU) after Halloween. She definitely dressed up as Flynn to match with Disco Kid that night

King Hippo 🏝 🦛

- Bonita af

- Watched the film, and got obsessed with it... the lush, tropical environments reminded him of home, which is rare since Hippo doesn't remember a lot about Hippo island

- Y'all should've seen him watching the film for the first time; he can't talk, but during the songs bro was low-key stimming- like, bouncing a bit in place, humming along, that sorta thing. Dude was in his element

- Joined Macho Man at the local beach for a Halloween swim

- Sadly lost his outfit in the ocean. Cried for 3 hours

Piston Hondo 🇯🇵🥊

- Dresses up as Mulan

- Thought the film was nice, but would much rather wear Mulan's armor than a dress she barely wore

- Heike dressed up as Li Shang, Dragon Chan later joined them during trick or treating, dressed as Shan Yu

- Even Yuki joined them, wearing a cute lil Mushu outfit

- Sadly didn't keep the outfit

Bear Hugger 🇨🇦🐻

- Went as Snow White (SO DID I OMGG?? - me)

- Most authentic portrayal of character; dude equipped himself with animals and stuff to make himself look real

- Wifey Lomasi (OC of mine) had to help him put on the dress. She would match him by dressing up as Prince Florian (would love to go as Pocahontas, but didn't want to chafe + wanted to be unique)

- Spruce (his squirrel) dressed up as an apple

- Singing the songs in a very jolly, very off-key manner.

- He's definitely keeping the costume for next year

Great Tiger 🇮🇳🐯

- Dressed up as Jasmine, but he'd really prefer to dress up as Jafar. He's more bonita (this hc was brought to you by ✨️an extremely biased Jafar fangirl✨️)

- His clones dresses up as the other characters, namely Aladdin, the Genie, and the very bonita Jafar

- Jafar Jafar jafar

- Holy frick I love Jafar smmmmm

- Okay back to Great Tiger

- He liked the movie a lot, and thought it was very funny

- Also very content with his outfit! He didn't chafe (hahaha Kaiser-) and it was nice and breezy

- Even fashioned his flying carpet to look like the one from the movie

- Keeping the outfit, but is definitely dressing up as Jafar next year (mmmm my fave boxer + fave Disney character uwu)

Don Flamenco 🇪🇸 🥀

- Dressed up as Sleeping Beauty, aka Aurora (ironic since in my Halloween hcs Carmen was Aurora and Don was Prince Philip lol)

- Carmen dressed up as Maleficent bc she doesn't want to "dress up as a dude" (oh the symbolism)

- Loves all romance stories, and Sleeping Beauty is no different. Dude 100% believes in true, unconditional love

- Joe also loves sleeping beauty, since it's another piece of classic French literature. He's going to see the play version with Joe in about a month lol

- Somehow didn't chafe; it must be his skincare routine

- Got sleepy halfway through the night and went home early

- Carmen stole the dress and isn't giving it back

Aran Ryan 🇮🇪 😈

- VERY against dressing up as Merida (a Scottish character) at first, but slowly grew to love it

- He watched the film, and related to Merida to a T (and so do I lmao)

- Brought a real bow and arrow and definitely shot random people with it (Before Sandy broke it)

- Took off the wig, burned it, and threw it at a random house

- Kept the dress and gifted it to his younger sister, Brooker (Another OC of mine) back in Ireland

Soda Popinski 🇷🇺🍾

- Watched the movie with Kaiser and really liked it! He's a sucker for winter aesthetics

- Researched more information on Elsa and went crazy learning about Elsagate

- Can and will sing "Let it go" if you either ask nicely, pay him, or if your name is Super Macho Man

- Chaffed terrible, ended up crab walking most of the night

- Spent 30% of the night w/Macho Man and king hippo, watching Macho Man do laps

- Also gifted the dress to his sister after Halloween

Bald Bull 🇹🇷 🐂

- Dressed up as Tiana, and doesn't care for it

- Very independent trick or treat night

- Was fine with the movie, but wasn't crazy about it

- A few candy givers complimented him though

- Accidentally ripped his dress late into the evening. Pray to the random group of trick or treaters that got mooned that evening

- Didn't keep the dress

Super Macho Man 🇺🇸🌊

- He's absolutely slaying the little mermaid outfit (he got first pick lol)

- Will not shut up about how he saw the movie in theaters as a kid, and will not shut up about how he knows Jodi Benson lmao

- That being said, it was very hard to move, which meant someone (Soda) had to pull him on a wagon everywhere. Dw, Soda wasn't complaining

- Decided to go to the beach to see if he could swim like a mermaid with the tail on. Yes, he could, and he did it beautifully.

- Soda also joined in his swimming. It wasn't straight at all

Mr. Sandman 💤🟢

- Very itchy dress- it did not accommodate his build at all

- He won't admit it, but he felt very bonita

- Joe started yapping about how lucky Sandman was to be dressing up as such a deep, meaningful character (bro straight up has a hyperfixation for French literature)... Sandy almost clocked him for yapping.

- Ironically had to go home to midnight, not because it was late, but because his glass shoes broke under his weight, and he had to go home and pick shards of glass from his feet

Bonus HC: All of them definitely recreated this scene:

OG post from @flamingoprincess25 ://www.tumblr.com/flamingoprincess25/765906549064482816/to-the-punch-out-fansmy-halloween-special-is?source=share

[lesbianrobin]

rating stobin halloween costume options that u guys submitted!

doc brown (robin) and marty mcfly (steve): 7/10 using back to the future for them is very fun but it's a bit expected... a bit normie.... also steve would just look like himself i think like it would just look like robin was an old guy and steve didn't wear a costume.

kurt russell (steve) and the thing (robin): 9/10 the thought of robin constructing some horrific sfx costume to be the thing is fucking incredible and i think steve would enjoy being sexy kurt russell. also he would definitely tell people he was kurt russell and if they said you mean rj macready? he'd be like who?

snoopy (steve) and woodstock (robin): 5/10 ok i know i KNOW it's cute in theory but think about it in practice. how would they actually do these costumes. we know they're diy'ing this. i fear this would just be like t-shirts with some marker on them and perhaps scary-looking face paint. maybe it could be cute but idk i don't have faith in them </3

bert and ernie: 10/10 this would be absolutely iconic and i think they would slay. no notes.

cagney and lacey: 6/10 i must admit this one was my idea. i think it's not recognizable enough and they'd be explaining it all night but i just love the thought of them having such a dykey couple costume.

bonnie and clyde: 7/10 once again i fear this might not be super recognizable but it is a fun idea and they'd look so hot.

ripley and the alien: 9/10 i worry about how they're gonna pull off the alien but i like to imagine that steve is wearing the panties + tank top combo and that is worth enough for me to set aside practicality.

the blues brothers: 9/10 they would look so sexy and have so much fun in their little matching suits <3

batman (robin) and robin (steve): 10/10 this would be so fucking cute and i Know they would spend the entire night waiting for somebody to say robin's name so they could both go "yes?" at the same time and then giggle like little children.

hammer and sickle: 7/10 idk how they would do this one but i thought of it weeks ago and haven't stopped laughing at my own idea since.

merry and pippin: 9/10 because when i got the ask suggesting this costume i almost cried bc it is just so precious to imagine HOWEVER if they went to a halloween party barefoot i'd have to kill myself.

shaggy and fred: 8/10 very cute but i feel like they need a scooby...

twins from the parent trap (1961): 9/10 this one is so funny to me like it's such a funny reference to make and it also implies that either they get wigs or they get the same haircut which is just an incredible visual.

princess leia (steve) and han solo (robin): 7/10 ok listen. listen hear me out. i love the gender fuckery we know this BUT i truly believe that steve would refuse to do a star wars costume if he couldn't be han solo. like i just don't think he would do it. however if she could convince him then robin would absolutely eat! it would be so sexy she would be absolutely crushing it with the ladies.

miracle max and valerie: 7/10 ok listen i support this one but it's just not my favorite. like it's funny it's unique it's original but i think steve wants to be sexy on halloween and i also suspect they would have to explain this one a lot.

salt and pepper shakers: 8/10 it's giving blues clues and i love it. very much classic couples costume but the classics are classics for a reason!

wesley (steve) and inigo montoya (robin): 10/10 hot. imagine robin doing the little monologue. steve wearing the mask. them fencing with like toy lightsabers or something. this one fucking rules.

ok that's it thank you for attending my presentation <3 love u all xoxo bye

[everythingblackblack]

Aoko x Kaito headcannons...platonic ones are very much appreciated too.

I don't usually think much about the romantic Aoko x Kaito, although I like it, I prefer them platonic, but here are both, feel free to think of the platonic ones as romantic if you want! Romantic: 1. They wear matching clothes, Kaito always complains that Aoko copies him, Aoko always defends herself saying that is not the case… Kaito is the one who copies her color to match her!

2. Kaito has painted portraits of Aoko, people are impressed when they see them, because Kaito draws Aoko in the most beautiful way he can, he wants everyone to see her. Platonic: 1. Aoko is the one who teaches Kaito how to cook. Kaito has never liked it, but Aoko tells him "You need to cook to survive, I won't be with you forever to keep you alive." And reluctantly, but agreeing with her, he learns to cook.

Aoko shares the Nakamori family recipes with him! 2. I really like the idea of ​​them both going out to flirt with cute girls or boys, mostly helping each other get a love interest or going on double dates.

Kaito forced Aoko to learn the rose trick, and they have a whole performance together to get dates. 3. They have lightsaber fights, and act out dramatic scenes saying things like:

"I expected this from everyone, but not from you, you my sister…!"

"This is the end bro, I always hated you."

Then the inspector shows up, and says:

"Children, dinner is ready, come eat."

Then they run and push each other, yes, they are 17 years old.

4. I really like the idea of ​​these two going on road trips, I feel like while Kaito drives, he and Aoko sing and "dance" to 80s songs.

5. Kaito played with Aoko with dolls, he was embarrassed, but he had a lot of fun. 6. Since Aoko is quite insecure about herself, I like to think that Kaito dresses like her and fixes himself up so that she can see herself the way he sees her. 7. They braid each other's hair. Kaito wears a wig! 8. Aoko has named some of Kaito's pigeons. 9. Aoko once shot an arrow at Kaito on Valentine's Day. (I have the headcanon that she practices archery, I don't know, it just came out of nowhere.)

Aoko was crying desperately screaming, "You're going to lose your arm, you're going to lose your arm!"

And all Kaito said to try to calm her down was, "That was close, any closer and you'd have my heart!"

Aoko cried more. Kaito started to panic. It was a Valentine's Day joke, it didn't come out well.

And yes, I really like the idea that Kaito has a bad time on February 14th. 10. After meeting Akako, they get a little (a lot) carried away on Halloween, creating some pretty convincing scary costumes full of wounds, both seeking Akako's approving opinion.

11. I have this idea about Aoko as a trans man in my head, I hope to turn it into a story someday, but I'll tell you about it.

When Aoko comes out to Kaito, he starts discreetly leaving men's fashion magazines in Aoko's room.

He also offers his house if things don't work out when he comes out to he parents and makes it clear that they are friends no matter what.

I also like to think that Kaito and Hakuba end up in the school principal's office because they got into a fight over defending Aoko (Aoi), then they get scolded by him, but they all hug each other because he appreciates how much they care.

[alien-hybreed]

The Abduction

Abigail's night is ruined. She thought tonight might finally be the night. She'd lined up a cute date at a Halloween party only to have her crush ditch her for another woman. Now she's walking home alone.

High above, it watches. The last of it’s kind. Cold. Alone. In her, it sees a kindred spirit, a future for its kind. Once it brings her on board the mothership, neither of them will be truly alone ever again...

The cold night air felt like it was biting into Abigail's exposed arms and legs as she solemnly strode along the dimly lit path. She sniffled, brushing her auburn hair away from her face as tears continued to stream down her face. She supposed this was how god might be punishing her for the indecency she'd been tempted into.

She hadn't expected Luke to take her up on the offer of being her date to the Halloween party, so she'd tried extra hard to look good for him. Too hard it had seemed. Was the sexy catholic school girl costume really such an affront to her beliefs that she'd deserved to be not only ignored, but ultimately ditched in favor of some busty, blonde, little bimbo? Ultimately the date had been a total disaster.

Abigail didn’t care how many people had stared when she cried at the sight of Luke and the other woman drunkenly making out in the booth. She'd high-tailed it straight out of there without even stopping to collect her coat. Admittedly, she did regret leaving that behind.

Grief-stricken, she had no idea where to go or what to do. She'd never felt so alone. She didn't want to go home but the thought of being around people made her uncomfortable and it was too late to seek refuge at her church. Though she'd have been too ashamed to go, were that even an option. Pausing to look up at the night sky, she mumbled a desperate plea;

“oh dear god, take away from here. Just let me start over. Let me be better.”

As if in reply to her prayer, she could smell a faint odour on the air, acrid and burnt like an overheating electronic device. The air around her seemed to shimmer like a heat haze before a flash of blinding white light forced her eyes shut. Abigail felt like in that instant she was on the sharpest drop of a rollercoaster. Weightless, her stomach catching in her mouth. And just like that, Abigail was there one moment, gone the next.

* * *

Abigail came to with a start, sprawled on a plain, gunmetal surface. Everything around her was pitch black. She hadn't partaken alcohol, had someone roofied her punch? Shivering, she picked herself up as a thick rivulet of clear slime dripped on her from overhead.

“ew, ew, ew!” she squeaked, frantically swiping at the trickle of slime as it ran down her neck and under her collar. It was freezing cold, thick and gunky as it slid down her back. A couple more droplets of the same fluid pattered down around her, but she couldn’t see anything but blackness when she looked up.

She thought that was odd, the floor was too smooth, too flawless for this to be a cave of any sort. Which means someone had to have made it…

“hello!? If this is someone's idea of a joke, congratulations, I'm real scared” she shouted to no avail. Nothing, not even an echo

“this isn't funny anymore, just let me out” still nothing. Her legs knocked together as she shivered. Unsurprisingly, her knee high socks and ridiculously short, tartan mini skirt did very little to keep her warm. Serves me right for not dressing up as a sexy cop or lumberjack, literally anything with pants would have been better, she thought. Also nowhere near as blasphemous. Luke was good looking but Abigail was really kicking herself for trying so hard to pander to his silly preferences.

“I just don't wanna be alone…” she murmured to herself. Much to her shock, something seemed to reply, like her own words being played backwards and slowed down.

“…who-who…. Who's there!?” the same sound as before, repeating itself was her only reply. Nervously Abigail began backing up. She shrieked as another strand of slime dripped down on her, soaking into her sleeve and bringing her arm out in goosebumps.

“this isn't funny, seriously just…” her voice trailed off as a low rumble above made her look up. The equivalent of a full drinking glass of slime dropped on her face with a sickening plop. She tried to shriek again but the slime was so thick she had to tear it away from her mouth just to breath.

She gasped for air as she desperately tried to wipe the rest of the strange liquid from her face. Just a little of it had touched her lip, it was surprisingly not unpleasant which was more than she could say for the rest of this experience.

“this is so messed up, please someone? Anyone!” she cried, choking back tears as her fear continued to grow. Abigail could hear something large and wet shifting in the darkness. As it did, a few more droplets of slime dropped on and around her. Abigail whimpered as she clawed at her hair, now wet and matted, desperately trying to clear the gunk from it.

So distracted by the gunk, she didn’t notice a thin, purple tendril snaking it's way towards her from out of the dark until she felt the sticky, soft, warmth of it's flesh on her leg as it coiled around her leg.

“Christ!” She screamed, stumbling backwards, hyperventilating as she shook her leg to try and shake the thing free. Feeling the hard surface of a wall behind her, Abigail panicked as she realized she was now stuck between a hard place and whatever this was.

The tendril was slithering up her thigh, tugging at her as it did so. She shrieked and screamed as she swatted at the appendage, trying to prise it off her or slow it somehow. Everywhere her skin was touched by it's slime now felt cold and tingled with the most peculiar numbing sensation. Only when the tentacle had enough of her leg in it's grip to anchor her in place did it finally stop, the tip hovering ominously an inch away from her miniskirt.

“oh no, oh nononono this can't be happening…” she blurted as she frantically looked around for any way out or a tool she could use to fend off the thing. Instead the wall seemed to just curve away into the darkness on either side. That would make this some sort of circle or chamber… or pit… was this hell? Surely not. Despite her desperation to date Luke, she hadn’t done anything? Thought about it and chastised herself maybe but nothing to warrant being damned to hell surely.

That’s when she noticed a surprising sensation in her trapped leg. The tentacle seemed to be massaging it. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked down to see it expertly working her calf muscles.

“that’s… oh that's… good?” she stammered, laughing a little hysterically at how absurd this was. A thin trickle of slime dripped on her shoulder and into her collar but she paid it no heed, as she was so focused on the motion of the tentacle on her leg. It's warmth was somewhat welcome given how painfully cold she'd been.

“You're uh… not so bad… right?” she murmured, slowly moving her hand towards it. Indifferent to the hand hovering over it, the tentacle kept constricting and releasing. Slowly, Abigail rested her hand on it and gently gripped it's tip. It almost tickled as it squirmed in the palm of her hand, smearing sticky strands of slime all over it. But it was so warm and the bones in her fingers had been so cold…

Abigail breathed deeply a few times and began to relax. This was beyond weird but at least she seemed safe or in no immediate danger. Briefly releasing her hold on the tentacle, she held her hand up close to her face to get a look at the white, translucent goop. As she looked closely at it dripping from her hand, she couldn't stop thinking about how it tasted before. How pleasant it was as it tingled on the edge of her lip. Slowly leaning closer, she carefully licked at the tip of her forefinger. How strange, it was salty and sweet at the same time, it's texture thick and rich, yet it dissolved in her mouth like it was nothing.

She stared at her hand for a moment, wrestling with the urge to lick it clean when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Three more tentacles hovering in the dark, like snakes ready to strike.

“um… hi?” she offered weakly, nerves and an escalating sense of dread creeping back into her mind. At no point did the tentacle on her leg stop massaging and that was proving to be quite a distraction. Abigail didn't even notice she'd put her hand back on it.

“well this, sure has been a thing” she stammered, trying not to smile at how good her leg was feeling. The tendrils snaked their way through the air towards her as the wet shifting sound came again, sounding closer this time.

“but y'know I really ought to be on my way now…” her voice trailed off as the tendrils drew close enough to touch her and dozens more seemed to be writhing in the dark. One of the three foremost tentacles began snaking it's way around Abigail's other leg, the sudden rush of cold numbness followed by the sticky warmth made her exhale sharply.

“ok um, please, I really should…” she began to stammer as the other two tendrils moved for her miniskirt

“whoa no that… that is not happening” she stuttered, blushing as she fought to hold her miniskirt down with her hands, unintentionally smearing the slime on her hand across her inner thigh. As a couple more tentacles snaked through the air towards her, Abigail’s lips quivered from both fear and impulsive need to taste the slime again. The tendrils seemed to be aware of this, moving closer and closer towards her face, almost as if to tease her. Abigail turned her head away and closed her eyes, silently praying for the tentacles to leave her be. To cease this... temptation.

She shuddered as she felt a large glob of slime land squarely on her collarbone and dribble down the curvature of her breasts into her cleavage. Her body was numb and tingling all over, save for where the warm tentacles massaged her legs. She could feel her knees beginning to buckle as she replayed the memory of tasting the slime on her finger over and over.

Anxiously, she bit at her lip as she felt a tentacle brushing against her cheek while another lightly stroked at her neck. The sound of something enormous drawing close with a series of wet smacking, plopping sounds forced Abigail to open her eyes. The sound had made her think of an enormous bag of sausages spilling open and much to her horror, it didn't look that far from it.

Dozens, hundreds of bright purple tentacles of varying sizes were unfurling, like a horde of snakes dispersing. Nestled at the heart of the mass was some sort of body or head tentacle that they all seemed to join to. Slowly, the tentacle peeled open like a banana, revealing a bright green interior full of smaller green tentacles that writhed from it's center.

Amongst them was a particularly bulbous purple tentacle that seemed to have eight amber eyes, four in a diamond pattern on either side of it. Abigail screamed as loud as she could, the tentacles filling the air around her. The bulbous purple tentacle lashing across her like a giant tongue licking at her. Thick ropes of slime cascaded over and around her as Abigail’s scream became a silent shriek. Her breath seemed to catch in her throat as purple tendrils stroked at her face and chest. More snaked their way around her legs, eagerly hovering below her miniskirt.

Slowly, she began to gasp shallow breaths, her pupils dilating to tiny pinpricks as the slime saturated her clothing and was rapidly absorbed into her skin. The powerful aphrodisiac and stimulants in the slime had been gradually influencing her earlier, but now her nervous system was all but bursting with the sudden sensory overload.

The addictive quality of the slime had an almost immediate effect as the young woman took her hands from her miniskirt and began clawing at her blouse, yearning to feel the creature's slime against as much of her bare skin as possible. The buttons on her blouse either slid free or popped off in her frenzy, Abigail had no concept of patience or care in that moment. She wasn't alone and she craved intimacy.

She giggled playfully as the large purple tentacle slid up her belly, between the exquisite cleavage formed by her black lace bra and against her cheek. As it snaked past her face, she eagerly licked at it's flanks, taking in mouthfuls of the arousing slime. She liked feeling like this, she wanted more.

She felt the giant tentacle pull away while the tendrils at her waist tore her miniskirt from her, plucking off her black g-string with a snap. Abigail ripped at her bra until the straps and fasteners gave way. She flung it aside before pressing herself against the wall, throwing her head back and arching her spine to present her breasts to the creature.

“can't be alone. Don't leave me, don’t stop” she slurred. As if on cue, the bulbous tentacle spewed forth a torrent of slime, splattering across Abigail's chest and oozing over her toned stomach and down her legs. Gasping and gleefully chuckling, she leaned forward to let the slime drench her face and pour into her mouth before leaning back to gulp at the delicious juices.

Drenched head to toe in a thick layer of the white slime, Abigail began running her hands up and down her body, kneading and pulling at her tits, occasionally stopping to caress and squeeze the tentacles that writhed over and around her. Slowly, the tentacle nearest her vagina opened like a flower, allowing a smaller, green, incredibly phallic tentacle to emerge and begin grinding against her slit.

Abigail's legs finally buckled, as she slumped onto the tentacle. She virtually impaled herself on it as it punched deep into her vagina. As she did, tentacles coiled around her arms to hold het up. Another set of tentacles coiled around her tits, massaging them with the same expertise as the earlier motions on her legs.

Abigail groaned unintelligibly as her head lolled from side to side. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when another phallic tentacle slithered through her anus while a trio of tentacles ending in bright green suckers clamped over her nipples and clit. Driven by pure instinct, she rolled her hips back and forth, working the tentacles in her pussy and ass to and fro, creating a wondrous sensation.

This must be heaven, thought her intoxicated brain. Nothing else could be so sublime or euphoric. Hungrily, her jaw hung agape, trying to mouth wordlessly 'please' over and over. As if in response to her plea, the giant purple tentacle split open and engulfed her face.

Abigail moaned with delight as she felt something slither into her mouth and begin to pump more of the delicious slime. She gurgled and slurped as more and more of the liquid flowed into her body, permeating every fibre of her being. She shuddered as her body was wracked by it's first ever orgasm.

But at no point did the tentacles even so much as pause or slow their pace. Utterly relentless in their work, they kept massaging, sucking and fucking every inch of her. Abigail groaned repeatedly as her body relaxed into their grip, the tentacles in her mouth, pussy and ass growing thicker, pushing deeper, endlessly pumping slime into her. She writhed and tried to squeal as another orgasm rocked her body from head to toe.

Yet, the tentacles kept going. Abigail didn’t care how much of her own drool dripped from her mouth or the copious amounts of slime and vaginal discharge that rained down from her pussy as a third orgasm blew her mind and made her toes curl.

Intoxicated and overstimulated beyond being able to think or move, she didn't notice the creature drag her into the centre of the room. Nor did she notice how her body hung limp in it's grasp as it propped her up in it's center, occasionally jerking and twitching as another orgasm rolled through her. All that mattered was the next rush of erotic bliss, all other sensations might as well not exist.

Abigail barely even felt the green tentacles swarming around her, gripping her tightly as the creature's main body seemed to be folding shut around her. Eventually the purple tentacles wrapped around it's body and grew tighter and tighter. Abigail didn't care, encased in slime and silky flesh that clung to her tentacle-wrapped figure, the only thing she felt was the approach and arrival of the next orgasm.

Outside, the slime encasing each tentacle hardened, turning the creature into a giant cocoon for Abigail.

* * *

She dreamed of bright lights and other worlds. She dreamed of others, other tentacle beasts, roaming the cosmos, alone in their vessels. One by one, she felt their light darken and disappear until it was just her. Cold. Alone. Drifting. Except that wasn't her, Abigail knew this wasn’t her but it all felt so real.

Periodically she stirred from her surreal dreams to find herself floating in darkness, the sensation of warm flesh enveloping her completely. An orgasm would begin to build in her loins as the tentacles in her pulsed in time with her own heartbeat. She struggled to no avail as her arousal peaked, the tentacles pumping more slime into her that nudged her back into unconscious bliss.

As she slumbered, she would dream of strange languages, biology beyond human understanding. More and more frequently, she dreamed of herself as the tentacle creature. Sometimes she dreamed she was searching for a body she could adapt to become her vessel on the little blue world below. She was so alone, she needed to not be alone.

As she dreamed, her tentacles tightened around her, hugging her body as firmly as she could. She dreamed she was the human chosen for it's compatibility and then she would dream she was herself again, inspecting the human's form as she prepared to merge with it.

Again she would awake, her body aching as it grew accustomed to having bones. Her muscles ached as they stretched and grew. Her skin felt sore where her old form had fused to it's human body. Again, when it became too much, her consciousness would slip away and allow her to sleep off her growing pains…

* * *

The cocoon began to crack open, thick rivulets of white slime oozing from the breach in it's side. Several tentacle tips pushed at the crack, splitting it open and widening it until the body of a young woman slid free amidst a gush of slime.

Her purple flesh glistened in the low light as the slime slowly slid from her. Her head was crowned with a mass of tentacles in place of her hair, with dozens of larger, thicker tentacles extending from her shoulders. Slowly the tentacles began to twitch then wriggle, slithering back and forth like a nest of snakes. Her slender arms and legs slowly pulled her upright, her eight amber eyes darting around the control room of her spaceship.

Incredible, she thought. It felt so bizarre, yet so familiar to have arms and legs but equally so to have tentacles so suddenly.

She was neither Abigail or the pilot. She was now both. Both minds and bodies, merged flawlessly into a singular entity with the memories and personality of both. It was like everything until now had been a dream and only now was she truly awake for the first time.

She reached out with a tentacle and spoke the operation command. Sensing her DNA and the authority that came with it, the ship beeped in response. Immediately, three dimensional lights appeared in the air before her. Graphs and images showing a microscopic view of her cell structure told her the merging was successful beyond her initial hopes. Her new body was extraordinarily fertile and ready to begin repopulating her species.

Smiling wryly as she reviewed an assessment of viable human contributors. She remembered enough of Abigail's past life to see the irony in this. Chuckling to herself, she primed the teleporter and prepared to reacquaint herself with a very specific male…

* * *

She could hear the male and female grunting and moaning in the bedroom next to the kitchen the moment she appeared in a bright flash of light. Luke and his mate.

How oddly fortunate that his DNA would be an optimal match with her own. Abigail would have been mortified by what she was about to interrupt and what she would do to them. But she wasn't Abigail anymore. Her body was already secreting it's slimy coating as the thrill of seizing Luke and using him stirred her arousal.

Her tentacles twitched with excitement as she flung the bedroom door open. They were both naked, the other woman was riding Luke in a reverse cowgirl position while he gripped her ass and stared at the way his cock plunged in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

Before either of them could react, their intruder's tentacles lashed out, wrapping around both of the hapless humans. Abigail ripped the woman free, wrapping tentacles around her arms and legs to hold her at the edge of the bed.

“wait your turnnn” she hissed at her before stuffing a tentacle into the woman's mouth while smearing a handful of slime across Luke's face. Clambering atop him in a reverse cowgirl position of her own. Luke's eyes rolled as the slime immediately took a hold of him.

Now that she was part human, Abigail's slime was refined, perfectly adapted to work on humans. Her tentacles slithered around Luke's cock and steered it into her eagerly awaiting pussy. Abigail hissed and slithered her tentacles all up and over his body as she gyrated her hips against his, he bucked up to meet her and match her pace. His body was limp save for his waist and cock which possessed an unnatural vigor thanks to Abigail's slime.

“See, bitch. He's mine” groaned Abigail, her eyes boring into the other woman's. She squealed and kicked, making Abigail chuckle. Abigail squeezed her own tits and caressed her stomach and thighs with her hands as if to mock the woman's earlier movements.

“how's that huh? How do you like it now huh?” she hissed, relishing the woman's outrage as she struggled against her tentacle bindings.

“oh no, that's rhetorical, dear. You'll enjoy this, just like him” teased Abigail as the tentacle she'd stuffed in the woman's mouth began dribbling slime into her mouth. Abigail chuckled as her competitor slackened before eventually to sucking at the tentacle.

Beneath her, Luke's cock and balls had started to swell and take on a purplish tinge as the slime altered his reproductive organs to suit Abigail's needs. Abigail gasped as she felt the warm splash of Luke's cum surging into her womb.

For a solid minute, Luke kept cumming, pumping copious amounts of seed into her. Abigail pulled the woman close, panting as she felt her body taking Luke's seed and processing it. Instinct was guiding her as she felt a tentacle extend from between her shoulders and wriggle into the woman's pussy.

The blonde gagged on the tentacle in her mouth as she tried to cry out. Abigail slid her tentacles free and embraced the woman. Her tentacle sliding back and forth in the woman's throbbing pussy. The woman hugged her tightly, stroking Abigail's tits and ass as she continued to milk Luke's cock.

“now it's your turn” chuckled Abigail as her tentacle began pumping slime into the woman's womb. She cried out, hugging Abigail tightly as thick bulges worked through the tentacle and into her. Each bulge was a rapidly gestating egg, created by Luke's altered seed, fertilizing the hundreds of mutated ovum produced in Abigail's womb.

The blonde looked at Abigail with a vacant, giddy expression, her mind utterly crushed by Abigail's secretions and actions.

“that's what you get for not having any protection” giggled Abigail as she withdrew her ovipositor tentacle from the woman and stood up. Luke's cock slid free of her with a wet flop.

Standing on the bed over him, Abigail pulled him up with her tentacles and held him close to her while she watched the woman's body rapidly swelling with the dozens of hybrid offspring gestating within. Satisfied with her work, Abigail signaled the mothership to teleport the three of them back aboard.

Now, that she knew the breeding process worked, she intended to make plenty of use of Luke's manhood. Given the how unlikely it was that she could re-use the woman as a surrogate for her young, Abigail was already shortlisting candidates for her next batches.

Yes, there were no shortage of women she'd relish inflicting that upon. She would teach them all a lesson. The bright light flashed and Luke, his fling and Abigail vanished into the night...

[imlivinginyourtrashcan]

Hi hey hello halloween was 2 days ago so here are my southpark halloween headcanons cuz im a spooky gremlin all year (Possible part 1 cuz i write alot and idk if tumblr has a word limit)👍

Cartman:

His costume is either really extra or really basic because he forgot until last minute.

Its usually inflateable like a dinosaur, pizza or...other things.

Usually the one to pick the route they go on when trick or treating so he can get the most candy, but it backfires because of all the walking.

The type of mf to eat his candy while hes out trick or treating (me too, i get it)

He steals the entire take 1 bowl you cant change my mind. Also the type to grab aggressive fistfuls when someone says to just take one or two pieces of candy

Thinks haybales and haunted houses are gay

Will throw fake decorations at you as a joke, but the realistic ones that make you yell (severed hands, bugs, etc)

His house isnt that decorated since i KNOW Liane is the cool mom who gives out full sized candy bars but its the inside that counts

Takes pumpkin carving VERY seriously. But doesnt do that much, or he tries and gives up.

A dumbass when it comes to candy trading. Always falls for the tricks Kyles got

Kyle:

I love kyle, but you know hes dressing up as the most basic things every year...hes TRYING THO HES TRYING

Takes Ike with the boys when hes old enough

Tries to match costumes with Stan but stan always forgets

The BEST at carving pumpkins. Gut feeling Kyle is an art kid.

Thinks haybales are gay but is "ironically" scared of haunted houses

His mom is extra with decorations. You just know it

Secretly takes 3 pieces of candy from a take 1 bowl

Gives what he cant have to Stan since he cant eat pork n gelatin has pork in it 👍

Cartman tried nabbing his candy once and he whacked him with the candy filled pillow case he had

Expert candy tracker. That man knows which house has what and he is ON IT

Nightmare before christmas enjoyer, will i explain? No

Stan:

Hes like Kyle with the basic costume thing, just worse. Way worse

He is a ghost...almost every single year cuz he forgets to go costume shopping and he just says "fuck it" and uses a white bedsheet

Takes what he can get; he knows Shelleys gonna steal his shit anyway

That doesnt stop him from trying to hide it

Likes haybales but TERRIFIED of haunted houses he will NOT get in one

Mediocre pumpkin carver at best

His house aint decorated nor does it have candy cuz of randys ass. Forgetful ahh

Kenny:

Cant really afford costumes so stan, kyle and cartman help him DIY costumes

Also the kind of mf to grab the entire take 1 bowl

Makes it his MISSION to get all the candy he can get

Kinda eh on Haybsles, LOVES haunted houses

His house is never decorated, his family cant afford that

Good at candy trading cuz he can do puppy eyes

Really good at pumpkin carving, he just cant be the one getting the pumpkins.

Horror movie FANATIC!!! HE LOVES HORROR MOVIES!!!

He dies a lot that day very sad for him

Butters:

Rarely aloud to go out trick or treating, mans is ALWAYS grounded

When he CAN go out he cant ever stay out late which sucks so much

His costume is always something cute/creative, bro would probably go as like, an oc of his one year (projecting so hard i did this in the 4th or 5th grade)

Gets people to check his candy for him, hes scared of getting hurt or poisoned

Wants to go to the houses that have fruit or toothbrushes. It always goes like:

"Can we go to Ms Firkles house?" "The one that gives out apples?" "Yeah!" "Fuck is wrong with you?"

Loves Haybales, thinks theyre so fun

TERRIFIED of haunted houses, will not even STAND in a 100 ft radius of a haunted house

Flinches/Cries/Screams whenever a halloween decoration jumpscares him or is too loud

Horrified of horror moves

Not allowed to carve pumpkins, too dangerous. But he likes painting them!

Obeys the "take 1/2/3" rule like a good boy

His house is decently decorated, nothing extravagant

Craig:

Oh you know he is a "this is my costume" mf

Either that or something space related

Always the first in front in his group (Tweek, Tolkien, Clyde, Jimmy and Himself) cuz hes pretty unphased by everything

Loves carving pumpkins, him and tweek do the cute pumpkin carving stuff couples do

Cant eat most of the candy since he has braces, but he gives it to Tweek so its not a waste

Will hold Tweeks hand during horror movies, haunted houses and haybales.

A six flags fright fest enjoyer

This mf will look you dead in the eye and pour an entire bowl of candy into his bag if there arent any cameras or signs

The kind of mf to joke inside a ghost tour and purposefully try to piss off the ghost by flipping it off

The most undecorated house ever. Its like halloween doesnt exist to the Tuckers

Tweek:

He buys cool costumes but his makeup is so shaky and rushed since his ass cant sit still

Chugging pumpkin spice like a maniac

Terrified of any and all halloween activities. Jumpscare him and he will scream

Doesnt take candy from people or bowls, he stands awkwardly behind everyone and investigates his candy thoroughly before putting it in the bag

Either that or he'll have craig triple check it

His house is always decorated since Tweek Bros always has halloween specials and stuff

Does not sleep for the entire month of halloween, he survives on pumpkin spice and pure anxiety

Helps around the coffee shop by refilling candy bowls and doing halloween chalkboards (they look like scribbled messes but whatever)

The middle man in the group, he doesnt feel safe in the front or back

Carries Pepper spray with him when trick or treating, always very cautious to the point his friends grill him for it a little. Better safe than sorry

Clinging onto Craig half the night, the insomnias getting to him

Legally not aloud to carve pumpkins. He will accidentally knick his fingers

Loves halloween baking though, he does burn at least something and panics.

Clyde:

Oh you know hes the kind of mf to dress up like the glow in the dark stickman

Grabs aggressive handfuls of candy regardless of if its from a bowl or person

An absolute crybaby. Will cry when he sees the decorations

They cant decorate his house since hes a baby

Likes the pumpkin carving tho!

Always runs to thr house with full sized candy bars

Jimmy:

He is def going as an inflateable t rex/banana

Tells more jokes to people in hopes of getting more candy

Carves a wee wee into his pumpkin. He thinks its funny

Pretends to be scared on haybales to make Clyde feel better

His house is the one with custom decorations its so great

Scary movie enthusiast, joking and calling the characters dumb the whole time

He. Fucking. Loves. Frightfest

Hc that when hes older hes a scare actor part time

Admires the decorations

Tolkien

Bro probably got like, a ren faire costume yk? Like a count or something

Tolkien just seems likke the guy to go to ren faire every year

Expert pumpkin carver

Takess his friends to halloween fairs every year

The most overdecorated house (rich kid core)

Always saying the thank yous and happy halloweens when noone else will

Bro printed out a map of their trick or treat route

He takes some of his friends to ren faire too. Craig thinks its gay as shit

Likes the haybales, and the shit rides at the halloween fairs

Creeped out by haunted houses tho

[xo-zozo]

CAN I PLEASE HAVE SOME CUTE BABY GRAYSON HCS <3

OMG YESSS

~when he was like four, he was obsessed with wild kratts fr

~he took swim lessons for most of his life and that's why he likes swimming

~he was always the one who was actually cooperating in family photos

~he used to get sick really easily and the cooks would make him really good chicken noodle soup

~he had the cutest little halloween costumes when he was little (but he grew out of it)

~his first word was either "grandpa" OR his first word was something like "precipitation"

~speaking of, he was a really good reader and he was always saying really fancy words in preschool

~he actually like vegetables as a child, except for cauliflower, because he hated it

~he was a very quiet baby, he never cried, unless he was sick

~he was also a really fat baby (just like me fr) 😭

~because he was the second baby, nash would always take care of him

i’m sorry these are so bad lol 😭

[artificialbreezy]

hey girl heeeeey I'm the anon that sent the dad!matt thoughts 🫣 you definitely did it justice and I loved the way you went with it 🥹 (I had class all day so that's why it took me a while to send you a response lol). I'm in yearn city 24/7 365/366, so I'm always full of ideas. (also may or may not have cooked up a teensy little dad!folio one too) BUT on my drive home, I had yet another thought. for one of baby girl's Halloween costumes, Matt 100000% dresses her up as a little hobbit, he's Gandalf or Aragorn, and you're Arwen (disclaimer: I've only seen the Hobbit movies and not LOTR 🫣). she's got Matt's ears and them sticking out of the tiny curly hobbit wig is to die for. it's the cutest thing *EVER* because Halloween is so much more fun when you get to experience it as a kid and experience it through the eyes of a child. even Noah is like "well maybe Halloween/my birthday isn't that bad anymore" the very first time baby girl waddles up to him with a homemade macaroni card and tells him, in the cutest little kid voice "happy birthday uncle Nowah I made this for you. mama and papa only helpeded me with the hot glue so I wouldn't hurt my hands" and he may or may not have cried.

also my best friend had a baby back in february and my mom & her neighbor bought her the cutest little wheelbarrow and garden tool set for when she's older. it's literally so frickin cute

FAMILY COSTUMES HAVE ME IN A CHOKEHOLD

no one ask me about family costumes with Davis

Matt would be so specific with it all too. he’s gonna spend money on it, not a walmart costume. he’s on etsy getting custom made shit

he’s gonna make the most out of it, and when he’s taking her up to the door and her little ole self is dressed as the cutest little thing everyone crying

[thestargirlfromoon]

Saeran as husband

Headcanons

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● Your wedding with Saeran was outdoors in a small forest and he couldn't help but get emotional so he cried a lot, you were worried at first when he fell into tears seeing you in a wedding dress but then you just thought it was cute, without noticing you also found yourself in tears of happiness and it didn't take Yoosung long to get emotional about the marriage and start crying together with you two while Saeyoung laughed kindly and Jaehee offered him a tissue.

● Rfa gave gifts, Yoosung gave matching handmade crochet clothes, Jaehee gave a tea set, Jumin gave a trip and Zen...drinks for the honeymoon.

● You and Saeran spent the honeymoon in a place with lots of nature, every moment was sweet and memorable for both of you.

● Your house was lovely and modest, there was a huge garden where you both planted flowers and food.Saeran taught you the language of each of the flowers in the garden with a smile while you two planted them.

● He somehow has a praise kink, he loves when you compliment him on whatever it is, if for example you compliment him on how adorable he looked wearing a flower crown (he won't want to take it off anymore lol).

● On rainy days he loves to go outside so you two can sit and cuddle watching the rain (he will make sure to warm you up when you go inside).

● Saeran is a total househusband and organized person, he takes household chores very seriously, be it cooking, ironing or cleaning. Saeran always wants to make sure the house is clean, smelling nice (don't be surprised if he decides to put flower scents around the house) and comfortable for you (you always try to help him even though he says it's not necessary).

● Did I mention he has praise kink?

● He likes to cook, he loves to make recipes with the fruits of the gardens that you and him have planted in the garden, Saeran will be the chef in the kitchen and you will be his assistant.

● There are times when Saeran will purposely ask you to taste the dessert that are preparing on a spoon just so he can get your face dirty and see your reaction, thus creating a little war of who gets dirtier with food in the kitchen.

● He loves to match clothes with you. Many of your outfits are matching, this includes matching pajamas and halloween costumes (On halloween you dressed up as a butterfly hunter and he dressed up as a butterfly, you two have also dressed up as the wolf and the little red riding hood).

● He usually sleeps holding your hand, and if you have trouble sleeping, he will learn several lullabies just to sing to you.

● He still struggles to regulate his sleep, so when you both can't sleep at all you two just decide to do a movie theater home in the middle of the night.

● Saeran had the habit of not eating much, so you always made sure to prepare something for him and thanks to that, in time he made an effort to eat better (only to hear your compliments and see you smile proudly when see that he didn't skip any meals).

● You two have a pet rabbit that is probably was named some flower (obviously Saeran's idea).

[muserryy]

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

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You take a sip of your coffee, watching the butterfly flying in your garden through the window of your kitchen. Your tote bag and your file with all the designs you've worked on is placed on the table. You're ready for yet another work day. You work in a fashion house. Let's say you enjoy your work but sometimes it does become stressful. This week is going to be really busy.

You slowly take yet another sip of your coffee, and let the taste linger on your tongue before gulping it down. You glance down at the untouched newspaper and see that the date reads. "25th October 2023."

You lean your chin on your hand as the other hand stir the cup in an idle way. Halloween is soon. You think back to the night of the harryween show, the one you attended. You smile, reminiscing about it but soon press your fingers to your lips, hiding it for no reason.

The memories come flooding back, you remember the moment when you took in the sight of your handsome man dressed up as Dorothy. You remembered how the crowd went wild when he came on stage in his cute dress and red ruby slippers, and how everyone in the room was awestruck by his singing and dancing. You were there, dancing and singing along to every song, and watching his stunning performances. The costume itself was perfect, and he wore it so well. There was something about Harry that night that was just magical, and you're definitely still under his spell.

You feel his soft lips pressing under your ear and then down your neck. You place your hand down on the table, leaning back as his honeyed scent fills up your nostrils, driving you out of the sweet memory. A smile appears on your face at the feeling and you feel him smirking too. The tickling of his lips doesn't last long as he pulls away, putting the paper bag on the table in front of you. Muffins. He went to buy some banana muffins.

"very busy, hm?" He stands straight and pulls out a chair and brings it near you before sitting on it. He sits facing your body.

You frown, "No…"

"You know what I mean. I've been watching you for 5 mins. What were you thinking? that you didn't even blink."

"Oh, I was thinking…"

"Yeah about what?" he asks and retrieves the box of muffins from the bag. 

"Harryween." 

A faint smile appears on his lips, as he hears you. He looks at you through his pretty eyes. "What about Harryween?"

"The first night where you were dressed up as dorothy." 

He leans in his face closer to you, getting curious and amused. "and what about it?" he asks.

Your cheeks tingle pink as your finger scratches the mug, watching his face closely, his eyes, nose and cheeks. "That night was amazing, one of my favourites. Everything about that night and especially you."

He chuckles and leans back "oh yeah I remember, you didn't stop talking about it for days, not to forget how much you cried."

"Please, that's because I didn't get to makeout or touch you in that dress." you purse your lips in a little pout. "you know how much I wanted that?"

"what?" He raises an eyebrow and chuckles. "You never told me that."

"I never did, did I?" you say with a shy smile. "I think I realized later on that it was something I wanted."

"Hmm," he takes his phone out of his pocket and gets busy on it. "Well, that's sad your wish wasn't fulfilled."

"Also, no Harryween this year." you watch him and sigh, looking down at your now empty mug. 

He glances up at you and nods, pouting slightly "sad." he says.

You stare at him for a few moments. "I will make you coffee." you get up, take your empty mug and place it in the sink and walk to the platform and start preparing hot coffee for him. 

He looks up towards you but your back is facing him. You're wearing a deep red, short sleeve-cropped cardigan blouse with your blue wide leg jeans. It's Harry's favourite 'cause it has some lace work at the sleeves which he finds cute.

You put the whipped coffee in the cup and then add the hot milk into it. you stir the coffee a bit and its surface becomes creamy.

Your waist is now wrapped in his arms as he is behind you, pressing you to his chest. He pecks your cheeks a little too hard, making you giggle as his mouth is occupied with chewing. He brings his half eaten muffin in front of your lips and nudges it, gesturing you to open up. you open and take a bite of the muffin and chew. "Have work today?" he asks.

"Yeah, Halloween is around so we have some orders to do." you say after swallowing, taking the cup in your hand you turn around. "your coffee." you beam at him.

"Well, thank you." He bows his head before taking it. you chuckle, watching him take a sip.

"I gotta go. I might get back late." you inform him. He's wearing his t-shirt hoodie and shorts, with a hair clip on his head.

"Alright! have a good day." he says and pulls you in a hug. You hug him back, your heart racing. You don't want to go to work when you know Harry is at home, looking this cuddly. "Call me when you get time." 

"sure." You smile and pull away. You walk to the dining table and grab your file and put it in your bag and then your lunch and water bottle. Checking to make sure you have everything, you put the bag over your shoulder.

You go back to him. "Can you give me a kiss before I leave?"

"Oh, absolutely!" he pulls you close and kisses you. "See you tonight. Love you."

"i love you too, see ya'" after exchanging a warm smile, he watches you walk to the front door and out.

31st October : THE HALLOWEEN NIGHT

You are at the doorstep, exhausted after a long day of dealing with the demanding clients at work, but you finally made it home. You push the key into the lock and turn it, and the door swings open. You step inside, It's silent, and you feel a sense of relief wash over you as you leave the hustle and bustle of the city behind. You close the door and lean against it for a moment, savoring the peace and quiet. You place the bag down on the floor and kick your shoes off, feeling the floor under your bare feet.

"I'm home." you say and call him out. "harry…" but get no response. You walk further and notice the light coming from the living room. You enter the room and frown as you see the decor. the dim glow from the fairy lights, the curtains drawn, the big couch with pillows and some blankets, looking perfect for lounging. You smell some of his favourite scented candles. Then your gaze lands on all treats and snacks placed on the coffee table but What is this all for? Did he plan any Halloween party? oh god no.

You call him out again, about to turn to walk out of the room in confusion but right then you are wrapped in a pair of arms. 

You look down to see Harry's tattooed arm and smile, touching them. He kisses your temple and then your cheek making you smile even wider. Your heart flutters as you take in his warmth, enjoying the intimacy. All the stress vanishes away as you feel safe and loved in his embrace. 

"There's no place like home." he breath tickes as he says softly against your ear, making you laugh and frown simultaneously. He spins you around to face him.

Your mouth opens in surprise as your eyes scan his face. You are stunned as you take in the sight of him fully. He's wearing the same blue gingham dress that he wore on his first harryween show, along with his gingham bow, the red tights and red ruby slippers. The makeup is done in the same way. His rosy cheeks and he's wearing mascara. oh! my dorothy.

You cup his face to believe it's real. You observe his face closely, your hands moving down to his neck and and then to his chest as you feel the fabric. Your mouth stays open.

He chuckles, getting amused by our reaction. He brushes his  soft lips against your parted lips. "surprised ya', didn't I?"

You blush and your lips quiver as he did. "i…yess..you definitely did..You look so...real," you whisper, gazing at him as if you were in a dream. He chuckles and kisses you on the lips, pulling you closer. You kiss him back. 

"I just couldn't resist the chance to surprise you. I planned a little harryween for just the two of us." 

You stare at his mascara-laden eyes for a few seconds, so he bats his eyes at you. Your heart aches and melts as he does that. There's a subtle shimmer in his green eyes that glints beautifully as he looks at you. He's too cute to handle. "Oh Harry, you're adorable." you cry, caressing his cheek and nudge his nose with yours.

He chuckles and rubs your back. "How was your day?" 

"As usual, tiring but I'm happy to be home." you can't help but keep looking into his eyes, watching the lashes everytime he blinks.

"Don't worry I will take care of it. Do you wanna dress up?" he asks, raising his eyebrows as he grins at you. "or are you too tired? You don't have to if you don't want to."

He put so much effort into the surprise, just for you. Not only did he plan the details and decorations but went all out with the make-up and costume. You will feel bad if you don't dress up regardless of how tired you are. After all, where's the fun if you don't dress up for Halloween even if it's only two of you. The thought of him doing such a sweet gesture touches your heart, and you eagerly agree to dress up for the evening with him. 

"I want to dress up too." 

Harry grins as you say that, pleased that you're going along with it. He takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom and further into the dressing room you share. "But what am I going to wear?"

"Hmm, let's see." He goes through the wardrobe, picking out clothes and dresses for a moment. "how about you freshen up, while I will pick something out for you?" 

"Okay but I wanna wear something cute…something that matches yours." you say from next to him.

"I will find something perfect for you, don't you worry." he grins, and continues to search for a perfect dress for you, that would match with his. You hurry up and head to take a quick bath.

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'Keep driving' plays in the background as you take a sip of red wine and put it down on the vanity as you continue to apply the face cream. you have put on the red gingham dress Harry chose for you. It has a tiny bow in the middle and its little puffy half- sleeves pretty much match with Harry's dorothy costume. 

I would ask, "Should we just keep driving?" 

"y/n, our line." He takes your hand and draws you closer to him, putting his hands on your waist as you put yours around his neck. 

Maple syrup, coffee

Pancakes for two

You both sway your bodies together, big grins on faces as you both sing along.

Hash brown, egg yolk

I will always love you

When you reach the lyric "I will always love you," you both lean in and share a soft kiss. Your cheeks flushed from the kiss. You are both giddy and grinning like little kids. That line has always been yours and his. It's like a signal for you both to kiss. Whenever you listen to that song and that part comes on, You always kiss after the 'love you' part. It's almost become a habit. 

It's like a little thing… a mini tradition for both of you.

His hands caressing your waist as he pulls you even closer. The love he feels for you is palpable, and the moment is as romantic as it can be. You smile at him, your heart fluttering. As the song continues to play in the background, the two of you remain in each other's arms, lost in the love that you share.

You stare in his eyes as he stares into yours through his flutter lashes. "you look so much like a doll," you whisper as you slightly bite your lower lip. "and your cheeks… I can't even express how much I want to eat you alive." 

He chuckles as you compliment his feminine appearance. "Eat me alive, eh? What a delicious thought!"

You laugh and can't help but run your hand down to his chest and stroke it. "Who did your makeup today?" you ask.

"Oh, I had a stylist come in." he replies, placing his hand over yours that is still caressing his chest. "and I asked Lambert to send me the dress right away when you were missing this look that day.." he replies, placing his hand over yours that is still caressing his chest.

"what!" you exclaim. That morning in the kitchen he was being nonchalant when you were talking about it. "Oh Harry, thank you so much. I never thought I'd see you in this costume again." You say and shake your head. "I love you."

"I love you too." You kiss again. "Now let's get ready, we have lots of fun waiting." he smiles.

You move back to the mirror and uncap your favorite lip gloss. Looking in the mirror, you start applying the lip gloss on your lips. Meanwhile, Harry takes a sip from the shared wine glass.

As you finish applying the lip gloss, you feel Harry's fingers brushing your hair, gentle and caring. He places the tiny bow hair clips in your hair, one after the other.

"Perfect! Now we need a picture of our outfits," he takes his phone and moves beside you, allowing you to circle your arms around his waist. You exchange a warm smile and lean your head on his chest as he rests his head on yours, feeling your soft hair brush against his cheek. He lifts his phone up and clicks a mirror selfie of you both.

The two of you coordinate perfectly, with Harry's blue gingham dress matching the red tones of yours, creating a harmonious ensemble.

Click, click, click. you both take some more selfies and more.

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It's been hours and the night is going great. You and Harry are having a great time together. You played his songs and some of yours and Harry's favourite artist. Singing and slow dancing. Not to forget how many times you guys make out tonight. 

Harry never left any chance to kiss you remembering how you wanted to makeout with him in this look. He wants to make this night unforgettable. A secret harryween night for only you and him and away from the world.

Now you are sitting on the big comfortable couch of your cosy living room, munching on some Halloween treats and chips.

Harry takes a sip of his cold beer while you eat the last bite of your tacos. The heat from the sauce and pepper seems to be getting to you. You wipe your fingers with the napkins and take a few sips from the glass of water but then decide to pretend that it's too spicy to handle. another excuse to smooch harry.

"Uh oh, it's a little too spicy for me." You say with your mouth agape and flushed cheeks. 

"oh is it?" He turns to you and says with a subtle smile on his lips. His dimples and red blush never go unnoticed by you. He scoots closer to you where you are sitting at the side of the sofa. "Try this cold beer." He puts the mouth of the bottle between your lips. You look him in the eyes and take a hold of the beer, sipping through it. He seems to get your hint.

After gulping down a sip, you fan your mouth still pretending like your tongue is on fire. "Not helping. Do you have any other remedy in mind?" 

Harry chuckles at you, almost challenging him to a rematch of your flirtatious comment. He sees your opportunity and smiles. You have set yourself up for a kiss. 

"hmm…let me see what might help then." He moves his face closer to yours. He gives you a kiss on the cheek and slowly lowers himself down to kiss your lips. You feel a flutter in your stomach.

The warmth of his body fills the space between you. He tastes the spicy taco remnants on your tongue. You lean back into the side comfort of the sofa and it turns into a makeout session again. His fingers run up your thigh. You let out a soft gasp and let yourself be taken by the moment. 

You grip on his dress in pleasure as he takes his time, caressing his lips on the corner of your mouth, going down your jaw and then under your ear. You feel your body heat up, his lips are intoxicating. You kiss each other's mouth again.

He moves his lips away from yours, you're left gasping for breath. You're still holding onto his dress tightly. Your eyes are closed and you're still feeling his touch. You slowly open your eyes and see Harry smiling at you with tenderness in his gaze, his chest heaving. 

"I knew you were making an excuse to kiss me." he says, teasing. Your lips twitch in a big smile and you laugh.

"You're saying this because you already got what you wanted." You tease back.

"And you got what you wanted as well." He replies. You giggle and snuggle closer to Harry, who wraps his arms around you and holds you in tight embrace. It has been a while since you both last had this moment. 

"What should we do now?" he asks.

"It's getting late," you say. "maybe watch a movie?" you suggest. 

"only if you cuddle me." he teases, making you giggle again.

"only if you kiss me some more." you reply.

"I'll kiss you as much as you want." he leans in to kiss you again. Life is just so sweet right now. "Should we put on something more comfortable?"

"Yeah we should. we might fall asleep while watching the movie." 

"Let's go then." he picks you up, you wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you to the bedroom again.

"Are you gonna take off your makeup too?" you ask, admiring his lashes and cheeks. You eyes dart up to the ribbon in his hair. "And that bow too…? I don't want you to take off this dress." you say sadly.

"You can't keep me in this forever, darling." he laughs, entering the bedroom with you in his arms. 

"I wish I could." your fingers went in his hair. He takes you to the dressing room and you stand down on your feet in front of the vanity table. You stare up with a pout at him for a few seconds before he speaks.

"Don't be sad, love." He pecks your forehead and slowly unclips the bow from his hair but keeps it in his hand for a few seconds, glancing lovingly at it before he lets it drop to the table. 

You both get changed into some comfy clothes and move back to your cosy place for the night.

The lights are off. The only source of light filling the room is from the television screen, its flickering glow illuminating the two of you. The smell of your favorite scent candle. You lay on the big sofa with Harry next to you, the little spoon, curled up against your body. His head is on your chest. The blanket envelopes your bodies and provides extra warmth and comfort. He watches the movie on the television but you caress his cheek and admire him. The sound is low but you can hear the dialogues.

Harry has a soft smile on his face as you keep caressing his cheek gently, his hair tousled up. You enjoy being close to harry. 

You turn your head towards the television and watch the movie. After a few moments you slowly start to nod off, getting drowsy and tired. You slightly shift down to get more snug. Harry moves, looking at you as you lean your head closer to his. You turn your body to his and cuddle him gently as you wrap your arms around his body, hiding your face in his neck. 

"sleepy?" he whispers, cuddlings you closer.

"mhm…very." you reply in a hushed tone.

"me too… let's sleep now." he leans forward to the table, squishing you against his chest but you love it. His chest is like a pillow. Taking the remote, he turns off the TV and cuddles you again.

"Harry…" you murmur.

"Yes, my love?" he smiles to himself, stroking your hair gently.

"Hold me a little tighter…" you ask sweetly, eyes closed already. 

"Okay, I got you." He holds you tighter like you need. You notice the sound of his breathing is shallow and even. You smile and tiredly peck his neck, making him hum. 

There's no place like home. With him by your side and you by his side, the house you two share together is more than just a home. It's your world. 

You had always thought of home as where you rest and relax after a long day of work but it never felt like a true home, now it's clear to you. No matter where you go, or what new adventures lay ahead for you, there is always a home to return to: Harry. Where you let your guard down and let go of your worries. Where all the stress goes away. 

"There's no place like home..." you mumble the words that he said earlier to you. It's enough for Harry to hear it. "and it's with you, harry." he smiles wide, you can't see it but you can feel it. He kisses the side of your head while you stay cradled in his strong and safe arms.

"There's no place like home with you." he repeats in a sweet whisper as you two drift off to the sleep. 

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[rose-of-redwall]

Happy Post-Halloween!

I haven’t talked about my Redwall costume very extensively, but it is a dear treasure to me. I have been designing, creating, and collecting clothes (some pretty beautiful ones) for my Redwall character for the past two-ish years! You may have seen my design worn in all the wonderful drawings on my page. I have countless lofty goals for myself, and I'm sure I won't be done until decades from now, but c'est la art. Nevertheless, I do have quite a good costume as it is, and how could I not wear something so special?

I have been wearing my Redwall outfit as my Halloween costume for two years so far and I will continue doing so indefinitely. (I think I do a better job every year BLUSH) And now, I would love to share it with you guys!

This is me with my ADORABLE mouse face which I am SO proud of

These are photos from last year (while I was in the same state as all of my costume materials) while I was getting ready for a party- you can see: - my habit (which has a very cool hood) - my wooden glasses chain, which I made - my orange shawl, which can also be worn as a scarf! - the habit cord I crocheted- the habit came with a cord, but I wanted something authentically emotionally significant - and my two necklaces which I "corded" myself- one is a painted metal pendant of a flower basket, and one is my very own cross-stitch Martin the Warrior tapestry replica (and my prized possession) You can also see a pair of hare earrings, which I love but have recently switched out for three lovely pearls.

Many other aspects of my outfit are obscured beneath the habit, including a tan dress and a homemade blue apron with flowery medieval pockets. I keep some trinkets and necessities in the pockets, and have hopes to one day open a slit in the habit to access the inner skirt. As I said, I have lofty goals...

And this is me being so very cute (last year and this year, respectively)! I've been evolving my technique for my mouse makeup in the attempt to make it "natural" and nature-ey, which I am very excited about, but an unfortunate side effect is that it kind of rubbed off by the time the second photo was taken.

I hope to share more of my outfit when I am able- including details of the necklace, which I shared on the Re:Redwall podcast zine- and to share developments as they come. In the meantime, I hope that everyone will be happy with my linking the company I got my habit from!

Irongate Armory is a company located in Finland that sells authentic recreation of "historical items," including my habit! Not kidding, I cried when I found their website. The manufacturer of the "green monks robe" is listed as "Windlass Steelcrafts," which makes historical and fantasy products, and also sells the habit on their website. Unfortunately, the item is not currently in stock in either location.

Thank you for your festive entertainment of my costumery story, and I welcome you all to this post!

[kaiserkisser]

also i was handing out halloween candy yesterday at my friends house and. there was a kid in a toothpaste costume i nearly cried it was so adorable. i gave him a handful i couldnt handle it bro he couldnt have been any older than 5 but oh my GOD. i love little kids and their dorky costumes

thats ADORABLE OMG ngl im very sad theres not much trick or treating here :(((( if there was id be handing out candies left right n center too djdbdhfg kids look SO cute omg esp when dressing up in costumes :3333

[twst-the-night-away]

Get To Know Nadya

Hey, remember when I was doing these? Time to get to know the flying fish of Scarabia! Okay, so she's not a fish, but she moves as gracefully as a fish through water when she's dancing or doing gymnastics ...

[ Picrew / Violetta / Juniper / Paul ]

This Picrew wouldn't let me give Nadya her blonde streaks :c ah well, questions & answers under the cut!

What is Nadya's go-to drink order? Nadya likes green smoothies/juices that aren't too sweet. She also likes mint tea, hot or iced.

What is her grooming routine? It depends. On a normal day, she brushes and puts her up hair, washes her face, brushes her teeth, and is ready to go. If she wears any makeup, it's usually just some mascara and deep red-brown lipstick. On days where she's competing, she'll take more time doing her hair neatly, and put on a full face of makeup. Cameras are usually present, after all.

What was her most expensive purchase/where does her disposable income go? The most expensive things she owns are her athletic gear and her phone, but those were bought for her by her parents. Her disposable income that she doesn't use for food or school supplies goes towards cute accessories & jewelry, or paying for games/music on her phone.

Does she have any scars or tattoos? She has a scar on her left thigh from a bike accident when she was younger.

What was the last time she cried, and under what circumstances? Nadya doesn't cry often. It might have been during Book 4, when Jamil's overblot battle caused her to get badly injured. She cried less about the pain and more about what it would mean for her career. After some physical therapy and rest, she was able to get back in the game, but still. She panicked in the moment. (She also cries when she loses in tournaments, not because she's petulant or a bad sport, but because she tries so hard every time and it's just exhausting.)

Is she an oldest, middle, youngest or only child? Only child. She likes it that way. If her parents had any more children, she wouldn't be able to pursue gymnastics as hard as she does.

Describe the shoes she’s wearing. Red and white athletic sneakers with slouchy white socks.

Describe the place where she sleeps. Nadya's floor isn't very cluttered, because she needs space to do her warmups and stretches, but there is always clutter on her desk & nightstand. Her bed is usually rumpled and unmade, with lots of comfy pillows. She has a big stuffed dolphin on her bed too - one that's almost as tall as she is.

What is her favorite holiday? Halloween! She likes wearing costumes and giving people a little scare. She can do without the candy, though.

What objects does she always carry around with her? Nadya is attached firmly to her smartphone. She also makes sure to carry extra hair ties and a bottle of water at all times.

[millkiii]

guess who got art block again ❤️❤️❤️ heres some doodles from the week 🧍‍♀️ some of it is just the event bc they were menaces

[mango-bango-bby]

You probably already got request for this one, but in case you haven’t: Spiked Punch 🔪 with DabiHawks, maybe reader rejected them so they spiked their drink at a Halloween party? A lil nsfw if that’s ok? Could be kissing or an actual smut scene, totally up to you 💕

♡ Spiked Punch ♡

(A/N: I didn’t end up making this NSFW so I hope that this is alright!!! I did add in some kissing though 💓💓 I honestly love Halloween so much, I’m very excited!!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, MAFIA AU, forced kissing, drugging, kidnapping, hinting NSFW (NON-CON), suggestive

Summary: Dabi and Keigo take you by spiking the punch you drink at a Halloween party (Yan!Dabi x Gn!reader x Yan!Hawks)

Halloween Event ➸ ♡

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You weren’t really the biggest fan of parties. You loved Halloween but parties always made you nervous, there were just to many people. Your mind would race about how many things could go wrong. What if you end up just staying the corner? What if something happened to you and no one noticed because of how many people there were? What if you lost your friends? You would just rather be at home.

You stand in the corner of the room, looking around at everyone in their costumes. You sigh, taking another sip of your punch. One thing you will admit about this party, the punch was really good. You had lost your friend who forced you to come here, so now you just stayed by the wall trying not to become to stressed from how many people there were or how loud the music was.

You glance to the side, quickly turning back to looking at the floor at the sight of two men staring at you. They didn’t seem to be dressed up at all, only wearing suits. You take another sip of your punch. You can still feel them staring at you. You don’t glance over again, acting as if you didn’t notice them.

You glance down into your almost empty cup as you begin to feel a little woozy. Maybe there was alcohol in this and you just didn’t know? Your suspicions of there perhaps being alcohol in the punch doesn’t last long though, you’re not drunk. You’re drugged. You feel your legs become weak as you try to step forward to ask someone for help. But you fall.

You fall only to be caught by the two men who you were looking at you earlier. They don’t speak as they begin to drag you away. “No-” You weakly protest, although no one is able to hear you over the loud music. It seems no one can see what’s happening either as there are to many people.

“Calm down, sweetheart” Dabi mumbles, leaning close to your ear so you can hear him. You whimper and continue to try and to escape their grips. It’s not long before both men have you outside of the house, placing you into the back of a black sports car. Dabi pulls you into the back with him, Keigo going to the front seat to start driving. You are terrified but also completely confused as to what the hell us happening.

“Stop, stop-” you mumble, feebly trying to push Dabi away from you. Of course you aren’t able to get him off of you from how weak you are. “Don’t cry, we’re not gonna’ hurt you” Dabi says calmly, not bothering to gag you or anything to stop your cries. “We’re gonna take care of you” Keigo finishes, Dabi noticing how he takes the wrong turn.

“I though we decided not tonight” Dabi says, watching as Keigo pulls into an empty parking lot. Keigo stops the car before getting out, coming around to the other door on the other side of you. You, still crying, shiver at the cold air that hits your skin when Keigo opens the door. “I know but how could you resist when they look that cute” Keigo says.

“No-” you whisper, not being able to fight back when he pulls you into a kiss, not even realizing how he brings his hands up to your chest, gently squeezing. “Don’t wanna fuck em’ tonight though, it’s too soon” Keigo mumbles pulling away from your lips. Dabi catches on, bringing his hands around you, kissing your bare neck. They know the drug will knock you out soon so no harm in some touching.

“Just wanna feel them?” Dabi asks, Keigo nodding in response. “Yeah, we’ve waiting so long” Keigo says before continuing. “One more kiss then we can bring this birdy home” He says, giving another sweet kiss against your lips. He can taste the tears that roll down your face and onto your lips.

“Let’s go home now, hm?”

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