#belated halloween photos

[glitteraffe-art]

russian roulette with the boys (by boys we mean detective smokesalot, new mexico's most catholic murder suspect, and a guy who will find out hell is 800,000 other people in the next five minutes)

(stock photo & quote sources under the cut):

quote from:

stock photos from:

https://knowyourmeme.com/forums/meme-research/topics/60260-hand-pointing-gun-at-screen

https://www.istockphoto.com/photo/long-barreled-revolver-with-a-black-plastic-handle-isolated-gm880976852-245339152?searchscope=image%2Cfilm

https://www.istockphoto.com/photo/hand-pointing-a-gun-at-the-target-gm516186054-88869963

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/hand-holding-revolver-gun-ready-shoot-81031411

https://www.westend61.de/en/photo/PKF00085/man-holding-gun-close-up

[mels-notes]

31.10.23

un Halloween en retard

[incognootle]

Jfc I dressed up a lot in a short span of time this year—- tired but inspired. Excited to do proper shoots of some of these~ I know people come here for my digital painting but I do so many things and I try to post a bit of everything even if it is far and few in between! 🎃Links~ 🎃Drag Links

[always-elias]

Happy (Belated) Halloween!!!

Hey! So me and my friends @toby-jester-emoji and Pavel did a thing! You can find these six photos and twenty two more on our lovely photographer's FB page here: Pavel Dvořák I am intentionally posting only a small pick from the photoalbum to steer a little traffic his way; I'd appreciate if you dropped down on his page for a like and a comment. Go tell him!!! He also has an Instagram page nailed_pixels2!!!

We had an extreme amount of fun with this photoshoot, and please do not ask me how many photos we took that day (it's in the thousands).

Oh also @eggcellentpufferfish I promised to tag you when the cosplay photos are out! Enjoy!! I am so so fucking proud of this, y'all have no idea

[allisluv]

finnick and s/o going trick or treating with their toddler!daughter

the addams family.

pairing: finnick o'dair x wife!reader

content warnings: established relationship, reader and finnick have a daughter together, reader and annie are best friends, tooth-rotting fluff <3

word count: 635

author's note: happy belated halloween! i hope you all had a nice day and i know that times are tough right now, but hopefully this provides a bit of comfort, even if it's for the smallest amount of time <3

"No peeking!" You warn, voice taking on a teasing tone as Finnick covers his eyes with more dramatics than necessary. Your little girl, Cordelia, giggles as you take her hand in yours and help her take small steps towards her father. "You ready, honey?" You ask as Cordelia nods earnestly. "Open your eyes!"

Finnick obliges, and despite having your outfits co-ordinated for months on end, he still pretends to be surprised. Cordelia spins in her black dress and you do the same, giggling when Finnick lifts you off your feet and peppers your face with kisses. "Stop! You'll ruin my makeup," you say through laughter.

"Can't help it," Finnick mumbles, pecking your lips. "You look gorgeous, angel."

"Look, daddy, I'm Wed-nes-day!" Cordelia screeches, pushing her body between the two of you in an effort to catch her father's attention. She puts her arms in the air and Finnick lifts her into his arms.

"I know, sweetie. You look so pretty!" he coos, brushing her curls out of her eyes. "Are you ready to go trick-or-treating?"

Cordelia squirms until her feet touch solid ground again, and then she's off like a shot, making a beeline for the orange jack-o-lantern shaped basket on the table.

You laugh, and Finnick slides his hands up your hips. "I mean it, honey, you really are gorgeous."

You cock your head to one side and fix the bow-tie around his neck. "Hmm, you don't look so bad yourself."

Finnick smiles. "Is that so?" He leans down and slots his lips over yours, swallowing the giggles that slip past your lips.

"Mommy, I want to go already!" Cordelia complains, rattling her basket and pulling at the end of your dress. "I want to see Mags!"

"Alright, alright," you relent, pulling yourself away from your husband and looping the strap of your camera around your neck. Your daughter argues that it ruins the point of your costume but Finnick presses a kiss to your cheek and whispers that Cordelia got her strong opinions from you.

Finnick slips his hand into your spare one as the three of you begin the trek from your house in Victor's Village to Mags identical one down the road. You knock on the front door and in a matter of seconds, it swings open.

Mags presses a hand over her heart and holds one finger up to indicate one minute. She disappears into the hallway and comes back with a bowl overflowing with candy. Cordelia digs her fist into the bowl and grabs a handful, but when you go to scold her, Mags dismisses you with a wave of her hand.

“What do we say?” Finnick prompts as you hold up your camera and snap a photo of Cordelia giving Mags a hug.

She says thank you and the three of you head for Annie's house. "She's gonna be on a sugar crush when we get home," Finnick murmurs into your hairline as you wait for Annie to answer the door

Annie's face brightens up when she sees Cordelia on her porch as you give your best friend a warm hug. You know Annie gets stressed around this time of year and after some persuading, you convince her to leave a bowl of candy on her front step to save herself the trouble of answering the door when she's this nervous.

Cordelia gets fed up after half an hour, and both you and Finnick are glad 'cause she's collected enough sugar to feed a small village at this rate. Finnick holds your hand as you make the long walk home, and Cordelia eventually gets tired of walking and asks for her father to carry her. Finnick obliges without complaining once and by the time the three of you arrive home, Cordelia is fast asleep on her dad's shoulder.

[onenicebugperday]

happy (probably belated by the time you're seeing this) halloween! i forgot i had these photos and wanted to share this gorgeous and very large spider i found on a trip a couple years ago! if you've got the time i'd love an id for this friend, though no worries if not! location was the virgin islands

Only slightly belated! What a large and leggy beautiful man. He's a huntsman spider, probably Nolavia antiguensis :)

[piningpercussionist]

Sort of belated, but it's still applicable somewhere I'm sure- Happy Halloween!

My optimistic Halloween deadline for chapter one of the werewolf fic has clearly not gone to plan, but it will be here soon! Like, before the week is out, if not tomorrow. And with a similar time frame, you all may receive photos of my Halloween costume this year! (It was Kim, if I hadn't stated that somewhere already; I just wasn't able to dye my hair for day, so I'll be taking better photos once that's done.)

The cover for chapter one is nearly done, and I was considering finishing and posting it before midnight came and went, but alas... instead, for the curious who just can't wait, here's a teaser!

And a bit of writing for you, although I want to note really quickly that I'm taking this but from the first draft on my phone and NOT the final cut. So there may be some tweaks in this passage when you see it in the coming days 👍

     After a moment of whirrs and chaotic sound, the signal came clear through, filling the room with the station's jaunty little opener as the host returned from break.

     "Welcome back, Toronto! Let's go ahead and recap today's forcast for those just tuning in: it's a brisk March morning out there today, be sure to wear a coat if you're headed out- and if you plan to be out late, be prepared for some snow later this afternoon or early tonight. Traffic reports seem to-" Kim listens as he drones on, mostly just keeping an ear out for anything along her route. Hearing nothing of the sort, she finishes her coffee and sets down the mug, stretching her arms up and back over her head. She fights a yawn and a wince as she does so, nearly biting her tongue at the pain she sparks stretching a bit too far. The ache spreads down her shoulders and back as she lets out a soft sigh, trying not to feel irritated with herself.

     Eventually, she gets up to set her mug in the sink, intending to wash it before heading out- but as her hand reaches for the faucet, the broadcast catches her attention once more, causing her to stop and listen.

     "In other news, there was apparently a rather gruesome display found in the Albion Hills Conservation Park early this morning. The bodies of several animals, primarily deer from what has been found so far, have been cropping up over the past few months in what seems to be the spree of some large, wild canine, experts warn. Attempts were made to track the creature, but so far all trails have turned cold. The park is still open, but caution has been advised if you're planning on camping in the area. Joining us now is-"

     The man's voice continues to drone on as Kim quietly sets the mug down in the sink, gripping the edge of the counter while Neil lets out a short whistle. "Wow. They're finally addressing it on the news, huh? Wonder how bad it must've been."

     Scott's puzzled voice rings out, a touch of fear in his tone. "Uh, addressing what? What's happening?"

     "You haven't heard? Last year or so, there's been this really strange string of animal deaths all around Toronto- people think they're connected."

     "Woah, really?"

     "Yeah. Some even say it's a werewolf." Neil leaned forward a little as he put emphasis on the term, lifting his hands up to mime ears atop his head.

      "How come I hadn't heard about this?"

     "Kind of a grim subject, man. Who'd want to talk about it? Besides, you have heard about it before. It's kind of a hot topic these days." Stephen's chair scrapes against the floor as he pushes back from the table; Kim scoots a little to the side and tries to school her expression, knowing he'll be heading towards her with his dishes.

     "What?! When? I feel like I'd remember that!"

     Thinking fast, Kim tries to put on her best shit starting grin, turning to address Scott. "Scott, you wouldn't remember it if the thing had leapt out of the bushes and bit you. The empty-headedness with which you float through life is fascinating, really."

     Stephen and Neil chuckle a little at that, adding to the intensity of Scott's frown. Crossing his arms, he scoffs, leaning back in his chair as he mutters to himself. "I'd totally remember if it'd done that- 'cause I would've kicked its butt, whatever it is..."

     Stephen shakes his head as he sets his things in the sink, reaching to turn the faucet on. He rolls up his sleeves as he lets the water run for a moment, looking at Kim out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, don't you have work today?"

     She nods once in response, thankful for the out, even though she didn't need it. She pushes herself away from the counter and makes her way out of the kitchen, throwing up a hand to wave on her way passed. "Try not to do anything fatally stupid- we've got band practice tomorrow."

     As she's slipping the strap of her bag over her head, she's pretty sure she hears Scott start to say something- but she doesn't have the time for it, genuinely; she's out the door and into the frosty air, taking in a deep and greedy breath to shock the senses. She lets herself have just a second to herself- then, she's off, brisk gait sure to have her sufficiently warmed against the chill by the time she reaches the video store.

So, yeah! Just a little sliver for ya. But again, barring anymore interruptions to my workflow, chapter one should be posted within a week! (And if it takes any longer than that, it'll be nearly double the length, probably, because it'll mean I've finished off the last chunk of what I'd originally plotted as chapter one.) Anyhow, if you're all the way down here reading this still, I feel like you might deserve another Treat for this Hallows Eve... hm....

Well, it's not open open yet, but if you want, you can check out the blog I've got reserved for all this! It will be an ask blog... I'm still workshopping the rules, but please: BEFORE YOU FOLLOW IT, READ THIS ⬇️⬇️⬇️

!! Blog Content Warning !!

This blog may contain the use of slurs, (drawn) gore or descriptions of gore, sexual content, animal death, and even possible character death. All content will have the appropriate tags and community labels, to the best of my ability.

Read that? Well, don't say I didn't warn you. You can check out a sort of Meh playlist and even prod around for some old pages I'll likely be removing or altering on proper launch (if you're on desktop, anyway,) at @lycanthropicdrunkenloner

Hope everyone had a great night! I'm gonna go eat and get Sloshed now lol 🤘

[nipuni]

Doctor Who status report! and from a couple other shows too because we are both head over heels in love with David Tennant and are watching all his body of work lmao

Alright so we finished DW S5 and are two episodes into S6 and I'll say 11th has grown on me a lot since my last report! Matt is so cute! we enjoyed the episode "The Lodger" it had some of that feeling I was missing from the previous seasons I think, and the two final episodes of S5 were cool!! And S6 started strong with the first two-parter, we are...so confused but in a good way? It's different and the writing quality wobbles but we are enjoying it very much nonetheless! I do feel like some of the values and handling of certain topics has been inconsistent since the writer swap so it feels a bit strange sometimes but it's still early so we'll wait and see! OH and the christmas special was so lovely!!

Then we also watched "Casanova" BBC 2005 miniseries for David and IT WAS SO GOOD honestly we were not expecting much and we both ended up crying lmao, it's also so funny!!

And we also watched "Around the World in 80 days" 2021!! It may not be very loyal to the book but it's great on it's own and so adorable and fun and SO BEAUTIFUL!! the locations, the costumes!! David's Phileas Fogg is the most loveable pathetic wet cat of a man just the absolute babygirlest I've seen him, this show was made for me I swear to god I was clutching my knees the whole season, please watch it!! I think it's getting a second season inspired by Twenty thousand leagues under the seas? I hope it does 🥺

Oh and belated Happy Halloween!! I didn't manage to draw anything for it this year but we did dress up as Edwardian vampires and went out! I think half of Madrid asked to take a picture with us and yet I didn't take any good ones askjfh but it was so fun, everyone was so nice to us 😭 The weather also got very cold and rainy all of a sudden and we are elated!! it's wool coat, gloves, hats and boots season again, I'm at my most powerful!!

Anyway I go back to drawing for now, hopefully I will be able to squeeze in some fanart and photos soon 😊

[umbramoth]

happy belated halloween! 🧟💉♥️ (30 sec speedpaint here)

here's a drawing of yvonne (they/them) and valentine (he/him) in their nurse and zombie patient costumes, respectively.

textless version + sketches under the cut!

(that's me taking a photo of them!)

[marbarmars]

Photo highlight of my Princess Peach costume! I had such a great time yesterday!!

My gf was Mario, and we handed out candy at her house. Omg she was such a natural at handling the kids and with her amazing Mario impression–I tried my best too with my Peach voice, it felt so awesome to roleplay. I’m definitely gonna wear this costume for years to come I felt SO PRETTY

We saw two pairs of Mario and Luigi, they were shy but my gf Tilly was happy to see them. 

I saw ONE Peach and she asked for a hug!! KJFHKSJHKJHFKJHSF that was my highlight of the night. A Lilo gave me a hug too–that was sweet~

I saw one Toad! He was a lil baby :3

But NO Bowsers or Yoshis or any other Mario characters, which is a shame we both wanted to play off of that.

One kid really liked the display I set up with my Mario and Peach things

Aaand that's about it! Happy Belated Halloween lol!

[irrec]

V belated halloween photo. Nebula from Zenon

[q33rcr3ature]

WIEIAD Oct. 31

Photo credit to @leech-mother

1 cup cantaloup | 1 container of raspberries | 1/2 refried beans | 1/2 Mexican inspired stew | 1 mood drink | 1 medium coffee with milk | 1 green tea

Note: I haven't done as the dietician has asked yet, but I did talk to my friend in the department about what's been going on and he's concerned. Somehow I feel proud of that. We will see how therapy, my eating, and working out goes today. I plan to weigh in again on Monday, so I'm interested to see where I'm at.

Also, happy belated Halloween. I hope you had a good night!

[forgedfromlove]

The Haunting of the Sir Solomon Hochoy Highway

In (belated) honour of Halloween, here’s a spooky urban myth from Claxton Bay. Photo by Hayden Roach.

From Life in Trinidad and Tobago:

”This story dates back to the 1900s, where a young woman becomes the victim of circumstance in this tragic romance.

The lore says, in 1909 the daughter of a Spanish overseer on the Forres Park Sugar Estate, named Maria, fell in love with an Indian labourer who worked there. Maria’s parents, especially her father, did little to hide their disdain toward her relationship. One night, the overseer saw his daughter and her lover in what is described as a “compromising affair”, and became furious. So he waited, and when the young man left his daughter’s company, he made it clear to her that she wasn’t to see him again. But, Maria was in love, and had no intention of ending her relationship with the young man, and retorted that she’d rather die.

When his daughter refused to comply, he took an alternative approach calling upon his most loyal workers to execute the labourer. As the overseer of the estate, it was not difficult for him to persuade them to get the job done. However, word got back to Maria of her father’s plan, and was advised to warn her lover of his inevitable fate if he didn’t leave. Angry and terrified she left her home on a mission, determined to save her love. Unfortunately, Maria never makes it, on her way to him she is bitten by a snake but still she continued on, weakened by the venom, she falls to her death from the hill. Whether, the labourer is murdered by her father’s men, or they find Maria’s body before they could, is not known.

Grief stricken by the loss of his daughter, her father constructs a statue of the Virgin Mary in her memory, on the estate’s tallest hill where he pleaded for her forgiveness. Over the last century, since her death, people claimed to have seen Maria’s ghost trying to cross the Solomon Hochoy highway, where the statue still stands today, although decapitated.”

From Angelo Bissessarsingh’s Virtual Museum of Trinidad and Tobago:

“Many motorists travelling this stretch of roadway in the dead of night have been brought to a screeching halt or worse by swerving to avoid the apparition of a young girl seen darting across the double carriageway. Some have actually stopped to explore the nearby bushes on the verge of the roadway for evidence of her flight but to no avail.

This manifestation is said to be the phantom of the dead child of Forres Park who is searching through time and space for her head, for long ago, the statue atop the hill was decapitated and the head was lost along with much of the torso.”

[officalgeorgestaniel]

Interesting Feelings...🎃🐾

Here's a belated little Halloween treat for all of you *sinister giggling*

George x Charli. 1.2k words. No inherently sexual themes, just kinky undertones. But please, only read if you're 18 or older!! Thank youuuuuu✨

"Geoooorge?! Are you almost ready?! The Uber’s gonna be here in five minutes!" Charli called up the stairs, her voice travelling to the bathroom where George was frantically preparing himself for Kendall Jenner's Halloween party. Charli and her friends were all downstairs, taking photos in their costumes that they had finished putting on over an hour ago.

George cursed himself for not planning a costume sooner, though he had already decided it wasn't his fault that he hadn't bothered to prepare something, Charli hadn't told him he had to wear a costume until that evening.

Previously…

"A costume party?! You didn't say it was a costume party!"

"George, it's Halloween night, of course it's a fucking costume party."

"But I don't have anything to wear- I sent all the Liam Gallagher shit back to Goodwill."

"Well, figure something out, we have to leave in two hours.”

“But I-”

“You can’t come if you don’t have a costume, they won’t let you in. And I really wanted you to come. I have to put my nails on now. Hurry up and throw something together, just as long as you look like you’re trying!”

“Ugh fine!” George groaned as Charli left the living room to go back upstairs. “What the fuck am I gonna wear, Nico?” He looked down despairingly at Charli’s dog who had trotted over during their argument and sat down on the floor in front of George's perch on the couch. She cocked her head at him and he cracked a small smile.

“You’re so fucking cute.” He grinned as he reached out to scratch her behind the ears. “Thanks for checking up on me. How could I ever stay upset when you’re around?” He chuckled. 

All of a sudden, a lightbulb flicked on in George’s head.

“That’s it!” He jumped off the couch and ran upstairs.

Presently…

“Almost done!” George replied. He looked himself over in the mirror, making sure his face looked alright. He hoped Charli wouldn’t mind that he borrowed her eyeshadow and lipstick. He didn’t have any face paints and the makeup was the most important component of his costume, without it he’d just be some bald dude in a brown suit. He decided he needed one last finishing touch and grabbed Charli’s red lipstick. It was YSL branded but he figured he could always replace it if he messed it up. He tucked his lower lip over his bottom teeth and drew a diagonal U-shape down his chin, then grabbed a darker shade to draw a line down the middle. 

Perfect.

“Okay! I’m ready!” He left the mess of makeup on the bathroom counter and jogged down the stairs into the kitchen to see everybody. He was met with Charli’s wheezing laughter as she stood up from the table to greet him. 

He was standing there in his suit and dress shoes with a giant grey spot painted over his eye, the tip of his nose coloured in black, cheeks smattered with freckles, and a YSL Candy Glaze red tongue appearing to poke out of his mouth.

“What the fuck?!” Charli cackled. 

“It’s not that bad, is it?” George asked, suddenly feeling indignant. “I tried really hard!”

Charli put her hand over her mouth as she tried to compose herself, careful not to disturb the painstakingly applied, bloodied, needle-like extensions on her nails as she did so. 

“No offence, but who are you supposed to be?” Troye asked. The others looked perplexed as well. 

George tried to ignore the embarrassed heat that rushed to his cheeks as he lifted his chin and replied as confidently as possible. “I’m a dog.”

“You’re A dog?” Terry asked. “Just any dog?” 

“Yep.”

Everybody laughed, and George found himself laughing as well. “Nico inspired me,” he said.

“You look great, baby,” Charli giggled. “Hilarious, but great.”

“Thanks,” George preened. 

“Now, sit,” Charli said.

George cocked an eyebrow. “What? Why? Aren’t we leaving now?”

Charli scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Just sit down.”

“Why?” George gestured at her confusedly. “Are you trying to prank me?”

“Ohmygod, do I have to spell it out for you?” She turned her attention to Nico, who was sitting on one of the big fluffy bean bag chairs in the living room, and patted her thigh. “Nico come! Come here baby!” Nico jumped up and sprinted over to Charli, wagging her tail at the sudden burst of attention. “Good giiiirl,” Charli drawled. “Sit!” She raised her outstretched hand in command, palm up as she always did. Nico sat down at Charli’s feet, politely waiting to see if she had a treat for her.

Charli turned back to George. “Now it’s your turn,” she said. “Sit!” She gestured at him the same way she’d done to Nico, and suddenly he understood what she was asking him.

His cheeks burned red with embarrassment. 

“Yeah, come on George! You may as well get into the roll,” Benny exclaimed from next to Terry. “Have fun with it!”

“Yeah, come on,” Charli said. “Sit!”

George sighed in defeat and sat down next to Addison on the bench seat at the table behind him. “Are you happy now?” 

“Good boy!” Charli cooed, her voice cloyingly sweet as she cupped his face in her hands and made kissy lips at him. 

“Fuck off!!” He laughed as he pushed her away. 

“Can you shake a paw?” Charli asked in the same baby-talk voice, ignoring George’s annoyance. She held out her right hand. It only had needle extensions on her pinky and thumb. She figured she’d probably need a few fingers free during the party, so she forewent applying all ten of the extensions.

“No, shut up!” George laughed and shook his head, hugging himself so Charli couldn’t grab one of his hands on her own. 

“Please, for me?” She simpered down at him, and he couldn’t find it in himself to say no, so he held out his hand and she took it in hers, shaking it, before dropping it and scratching his scalp with her three free fingers. It felt so nice that he melted a little and almost forgot where he was. 

“What a good doggy!” Charli praised excitedly. “He’s so smart, isn’t he?”

George smiled lazily, and briefly noted the butterflies that had suddenly taken flight in his belly. 

“Looks like he’s about to start wagging his tail and kicking his leg,” Addison joked, and George was suddenly launched out of his head, back into the room. 

He giggled nervously, trying to conceal how much he’d actually enjoyed being praised like that. “Yeah…”

“Come on, let’s go guys.” Charli said, turning her attention to the group. “Party starts in a half hour.”

“George doesn’t need a lead or anything?” Troye chuckled as he stood up and picked up his copy of The Woman In Me.

George’s eyes widened like saucers at the prospect of himself wearing a collar and lead. He tried to look anywhere except for Charli's face. He could feel her gaze on him. 

He startled slightly as Charli gently took his chin in between her blood stained fingers. She tilted his head so he was looking up at her again. She was smiling devilishly at him. 

“Oh, I don’t think he’s going anywhere,” she said with a wink.

And thus, they took a cute selfie together before heading out for the night✨

I'm never living this down, am I?

[jackitk-photos]

Happy belated Halloween.

As much as I would have love to post this on Halloween but I was pretty busy and only just took these photos the night before. So I'm going with the mindset of better late than never.

[shakespearefreak]

🎂 Happy (Belated) Birthday, Nellie! 🎂

NOTE: Photos were taken on Nellie’s actual birthday, the 15th, I just only got around to posting them now 😅

On Sunday, everyone got into their Halloween costumes… except Nellie, who didn’t have one. When Samantha had asked her earlier that month what she’d like to be for Halloween, Nellie had confessed that she didn’t want to dress up as anything scary or supernatural. When Samantha asked what she did want to be, Nellie told her quietly that ever since Samantha’s family had adopted her and her sisters, she’d secretly felt a little like a princess. “Like Cinderella,” she muttered, blushing, clearly feeling it was a silly idea. Sam had assured her it wasn’t, and had talked to Marley about it, but nothing more had been said, and Nellie thought Marley had probably forgotten. She began to worry Marley had forgotten about her birthday, too, as the day passed and Marley showed no indication of any celebration. She wasn’t really too upset about the lack of a party — back when her family was struggling, she’d had many birthdays pass without presents or cake — but she felt a little sad to think that no one, even Sam, seemed to have remembered.

But when she saw Samantha in her Ghost Bride costume, Nellie couldn’t help but smile. “You look really pretty,” she told Sam.

“I don’t want to be pretty! I’m supposed to be spooky!” Samantha retorted, straightening her veil.

“Well, I think you’re pretty spooky!” Nellie giggled.

But just when Nellie was resigned to the idea of not having a birthday party this year… Marley and Samantha shared a grin, and told her to close her eyes. Nellie’s heart soared — they had remembered! She heard rustling and giggles. “Can I look yet?” she asked, opening one eye. “No peeking!” Samantha admonished, covering Nellie’s eyes with her hands. After what felt like a long time, Nellie heard Marley’s voice: “Okay… now!”

Samantha stepped back as Nellie opened her eyes to see a cake covered in delicate flowers of pink icing, two cups of tea for her and Samantha, and a gift bag with a pink bow and the words Happy Birthday printed on it in gold. "Ohh!" she cried happily.

Nellie reached into the bag…

The first thing she pulled out was a silver crown!

When she saw the next item — a pair of shoes covered with sparkling rhinestones — Nellie gasped and grinned. “I think I know what this is!”

And of course, she was right.

There was even a pumpkin treat basket to finish the ensemble!

“How do I look?” Nellie asked Samantha shyly.

Samantha took her hand. “Like a princess,” she said, and kissed her cheek softly.

Cuddled up on Marley’s bed, the girls drank their tea and watched Cinderella on Disney+ (Nellie had never seen the Disney movie before, just heard the story; she loved it!).