#black cats and pumpkins baby blanket

[tj-crochets]

Black cats and pumpkins baby blanket! This is blanket number 5 this week

[littlespacereader]

Hello, I was wondering if you would write a fic on Agere Steddie (Steve <3 Eddie) from Stranger Things?

Prompt: Steve finds out what agere is (even though he's been doing it for years behind his parents backs) through Eddie who has been a caregiver for a while. He's been having an awful day. His car broke down so he has to call Eddie bc Robbie isn't answering her phone and he can't take it anymore. He regresses in Eddie's van on the way home, hugging his hoodie like a blanket because he doesn't have any stuffies on him.

(preferred additions not necessary but would be fun: Black paci in a plastic case from Eddies bag, Steve wearing a Scooby-Doo shirt or watching it on TV, Eddie calling him Prince or Bubs.) (also plz dont use the other word for baby cat its a trigger.)

(if you don't take this it's chill, also, take your time. You're appreciated and loved!!)

Thank you so much for your request! I saw this story and my heart melted! I’ve never written Steve as a Little and Eddie as a Caregiver before (I’ve written them swapped) but this was so fun to write a different side of them! I’ll definitely have to write more of them like this! I hope you don’t mind me making it themed to fall with the leaves and Halloween themed. I tried to incorporate everything you asked as well! I hope you enjoy! Thank you for the request! @broke-art-girl 💞💞

Rescuing The Prince🍂🎃

Caregiver! Eddie Munson & Little! Steve Harrington

Tags- an accident, hurt/comfort, cuddles, forehead kisses, crying, comfort, overstimulation, happy ending, pacifier, cellphones in the 80s…sorry

Steve had been regression for years…but he never realized he was. Years of his life spent hiding his stuff animals till the night time so he could cuddle them, finding himself waking up with his thumb in his mouth, always playing with toys he found, slipping into a younger frame of mind.

It’s never happened at school, never infront of anyone else. But after a stressful day of finals, some arguments with Billy and others, Steve started regressing before he even made it to his car in the school parking lot.

Immediately Robin and Eddie stopped him from driving, seeing that something was wrong. Robin could understand what was happening but Eddie immediately did.

Eddie knew about regression and the signs of it. He swooped in and took Steve back to his trailer to be taken care of while he regressed. The next day the two talked and Eddie explained regression to Steve. It was as if someone had opened the shade to a dark house.

It was after that day that Eddie became his go to Caregiver whenever he regressed, feeling safe and comfortable around the heavy metal D&D player. And Eddie couldn’t get enough of his cuddle bug Little.

~~~

Steve sunk back into his seat, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. The fall rush of customers had overstimulated the heck out of him today, and with it created a growing need for regression.

The ice cream parlor was nothing but busy. Usually in the fall there were less customers, I mean who wants ice cream when it’s cold outside?

But the owners thought it would be a great idea to add pumpkin spice to their menu. Let’s just say everyone was running to the ice cream parlor to get a taste of the new flavor.

He held his shaking hands, trying to stop the trembling, trying to stop the tears starting to build in his eyes.

He would be okay, he kept telling himself, he just needed to get home. I mean it couldn’t get any worse than that in there.

Shoving the keys into the ignition, he pulled out of that parking lot and got the hell out of there.

He drove down the tree arched road. Fall leaves falling from the sky, all in different shades of red, yellow and orange. The radio played in the background softly as Steve navigated his way through Hawkins.

He would be okay…he would-…….why does it smell like burnt toast?

Suddenly his car started to jerk forward and putter on the road. He quickly pulled into the side of the just in time before the car died all together.

Steve sat there, in utter disbelief and shock. He tried turning his car back on but the ignition wouldn’t start. It just puttered then died again. He tried it two more times before he gave up.

And from his shock and disbelief, came anger. He slammed his hands on the wheel and said every curse word in the book to his car.

It was a release, a release of emotions from an overwhelming day. He started to cry as regression started to take hold. How would he get home? Was his car even savable? What was he going to do?

He grabbed his phone with a shaking hand. The tears in his eyes started made it hard to find his contacts.

His thumb hovered above Robin’s phone number. She was still at the ice cream parlor but he knew she would come and pick him up, she would take him home.

But that’s not exactly everything he wanted, was it? No. He wanted to be comforted, he wanted to be held, cuddled and told everything was going to be okay.

He wanted his Caregiver….he wanted Eddie.

He clicked on his name and waited anxiously as the phone rang, then rang, then-

“Stevie! How was work today?” Eddie’s cheerful voice rang through the phone.

Steve couldn’t even form words hearing Eddie. He just started crying, sobbing on the phone while trying to tell Eddie what was going on but it came as bits and pieces.

“Wowowowow. Bud, you gotta take a deep breath, okay? Come on, take a deep breath with me. In.” Eddie took a deep breath, and Steve followed.

“And out.” Steve followed his instructions again.

They repeat the action twice until Steve isn’t sobbing anymore.

“Feel better?”

“No.” Steve replied with a voice that told Eddie he was pouting without having to see him.

“Alright, well you sound calmer. That’s progress isn’t it Prince?”

Steve couldn’t stop the small smile on his face. But he still begrudgingly added a “…yeah…”

“So what happened?”

“My job sucks! Everyone was so mean today and it was so loud and everything was too much. And…And I wanted to go home and my car…I think it broke and I have no way to go home and now I-.”

“Stevie, Stevie, it’s okay, I understand now,” Eddie quickly stopped him from going right back to getting upset. “It’s been a long day, a long overwhelming day for you.”

Steve sniffled, rubbing his nose with his sweater sleeve. “Yeah…”

“Where are you at? I’m coming to pick you up.” He could hear Eddie shuffling around in his trailer.

“I don’t know.” He looked around outside. “I’m close to the corner of Washington but I’m stuck on Palmer. I’m right after the old movie theater.”

“Perfect. Thank you for telling me. Alright, I’ll be there to save you as fast as humanly possible. Wait for me my little Prince!” Eddie said overly dramatic to cheer him up.

And it did for a second, until Steve felt a twinge from his bladder, he whined holding the phone tighter. “Hurry please.”

“I’ll promise I’ll be there soon. Stay close to your car and don’t wonder off okay? Love you Bubs, be there soon.”

“Love you too Dadee.” Steve sighs as he hangs up the phone. He would be there soon, Eddie’s trailer wasn’t too far from where he was.

He squirms in his seat as he waits inside his car. Eddie told him to stay next to it, and he wanted to be good, after all he was coming to save him. But after a couple more minutes he realized his situation was a lot more dire than he thought.

He should’ve gone when he was at the ice cream parlor, but he was so set on getting out of there the moment he was off work that he didn’t think. He just wanted to be away from the people, from the noise.

Now he was crossing his legs and hoping it would just go away. He looked around, the old movie theater was really the only place he was around. There were no stores on Palmer for at least another block. And it wasn’t like he could just go outside on was the busy street.

Tears started to fall again as he realized his battle was one he was slowly losing. Eventually his pants started to get more and more warm as his body let go, having an accident in his car and in his pants.

This day could and has gotten even worse. He covered his face, crying into his hands as his pants got darker with wetness. He wanted to disappear, he wanted today to be over.

After a couple of minutes was a tap at his window that brought him out of his crying, “You’re under arrest. No Little as cute as you is allowed to have a bad day. Come out with your hands up.”

Steve turned and met his eyes with Eddie’s. “Dadee wait-.”

Before he had a chance to stop him or explain, the door was ripped opened and his wet pants and accident were on full display for Eddie.

Steve rarely had accidents, and when he did it was usually from a nightmare in the middle of the night. This…this was the first time during the day.

“Oh Bubs…” Eddie looked to Steve sympathetically. “What happened?”

“I didn’t…I tried to hold it…I didn’t know I…” he tried to say between sobs.

“Awwww, it’s okay bubs, I’ve got you, I’m here now. We’ll take care of this.” Eddie pulled Steve into a small hug, rubbing his back with one hand and cupping the back of his head with the other.

They stayed like that for a while, just holding each other.

Eventually Eddie broke apart, realizing he needed to focus on getting Steve out of here and cleaned up. He broke apart the hug, ending it with a small kiss to his temple. “There we are, no more tears pretty boy.” He leaned forward and wiped the last of his tears away.

“Here’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to go back to my trailer, get you cleaned up and then the two of us are going to relax the rest of the day. How does that sound?”

“W-What about my car?”

“We’ll worry about this tomorrow. Right now as your knight in shining armor my biggest priority is my little prince. Come on, let’s go home.” He held his hand out for him.

Steve took it immediately, stepping out of his car and looking down at his soaked pants. He started to whine as tears brimmed his eyes.

“It’s okay, accidents happen to the best of us. You’re okay Stevie. Just a little accident.”

“I’m still big?” Steve asked with the littlest voice.

“Of course you are. But even big boy can have accidents. Don’t make you any less than you are. Accidents happen to everyone.” Eddie reassured.

They start walking Eddie leads him back to his van.

“But I’m gonna make your seats gross…”

“No you won’t.”

“Yes I will, don’t want to dirty your van up…”

“I’m telling you this van has seen much worse.” He opens the door for him, “It’s fine Bubs, really.”

Steve hesitates for a moment, looking back to Eddie who gives him a reassuring nod. He climbs in and takes a seat in the passenger seat.

He goes to grab his seatbelt but Eddie grabs it for him, buckling him up, “Safety first. Can’t have my little Prince get hurt on the way home.” He smile back to him, patting his shoulder before he closes the door.

He gets into his seat and grabs his bag from the back. “Alright let’s get you settled and then we’ll be on our way.”

He digs through his bag before stopping and grabbing a black pacifier from its case, specifically Steve’s favorite paci. “Here bubs, this will help relax you.” Eddie hands it to him.

Steve plays with it for a minute before he puts it in his mouth and instantly relaxes. There’s something so soothing about it that just brings him back down.

“There we go, starting to feel better already.” Eddie smiles.

“Now I couldn’t find Mr. or even Mrs. Bear before I came here. I think they’re hiding extra good in my trailer. But I have a substitute.”

He leans back and grabbed his oversized hoodie from the back of the van. Steve reaches for it greedy. He brings it to his nose nose and inhale the scent that’s so clearly Eddie.

He brings is close, wrapping it around him, hugging it close. It was as if the world started to melt away.

Eddie smiles, buckling himself up and starting his van. “There we go. All settled?” He asked getting a small nod from the Little.

“Good, let’s go home.” Eddie put his van in drive and the two started to head back to the trailer.

~~~

Cleaned up and dressed in his favorite Scooby-Doo shirt, Steve and Eddie settled on the couch, watching the show together.

While it wasn’t the greatest idea to give a kid a ton of candy, in this case a regressed Little, Eddie felt after a long rough day a bit of their saved Halloween candy couldn’t hurt.

So there they were, Eddie’s arm wrapped around Steve. Steve watching the show carefully, face full of chocolate, cuddle close to Eddie, with the wrappers piled up on the coffee table while Scooby-Doo played on the tv.

The perfect way to end a horrible day.

“I think it’s the uncle.” Steve broke the silence, his eyes never leaving the tv.

“What? It can’t be him.”

“Yes it can! We haven’t seen him whenever the monster is around!”

“So?” Eddie smirked, knowing it was probably the uncle, but playing along as clueless.

“SO, that makes him suspicious!”

The cartoon plays on and sure enough…

“AHA! SEE!! I said it was him! I said it was!!”

“Wow! Look at you bub! So smart! I had no idea!!” Eddie smiles ruffling his hair.

Steve relaxes back against Eddie as the next cartoon begins to play.

“Maybe we should go as Scooby-Doo characters for Halloween?”

“Really? Who would I be?”

“Shaggy? And I’d be Fred because I’m pretty.” Steve giggles.

“I’m not going to be Shaggy but…” Eddie laughs, “Maybe I’ll be the vampire that chases the gang around.”

“No! Vampire!” Steve jumps up from the couch and starts running giggling all the way.

“Oh no! I’m coming to get you Fred!” Eddie holds his arms up and starts hissing, running after his Little Prince.

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤 • 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦

Wc: 1.3k

Summary - you dressing up as Spider-woman for Halloween and the only way you can convince Jude to wear his Spiderman costume is if you let him take it off of you

🏷️tags - Halloween, spiderman suit, innercourse, talk with semen, little dirty talk, first person pov

Pairing - Jude Bellingham x f reader, boyfriend! Jude

🎃 - Jude Bellingham Masterlist

(a/n)- didn't proof read. No spell check. Just vibes

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Halloween decorations adorn the house. Faux cobwebs and spiders scattered around the house, pumpkin covered black blankets sitting on the back of the sofa Along with decorative pillows that had black cats on them. candles were lit with pumpkin spice scent traveling around the room. Our house was set and ready for the Halloween season.

Along with the decorations everywhere, I had my costume ready for the special day. Spider-woman. I have been dying to go as Spider-woman for Halloween for a long time. And to accompany me I was going to make Jude dress as Spider-Man.

The only problem was Jude didn’t know I wanted him to dress as Spider-Man. I’ve never told him I brought the suit for him, but he’ll find out tonight.

Jude got home after training around 6pm. When he walked through the door I greeted him. “hi baby.”

Jude smiled and dropped his bag. He then kissed me. “how was your day baby?” he asked me as he started to pull off his shoes.

“It’s been good. I have something I want to ask you.” I grew giddy and nervous at the thought of asking him that question.

“What is it?” Jude hand pulled me close to him by my waist before his hand traveled to my ass.

“I want to ask you if you will be my peter Parker.”

While my eyebrows raised, Jude’s knitted. “your Peter Parker?”

I nodded. “uh huh. I got you a suit too!”

“too?”

I smiled. “yeah. I can be your Jessica Drew. Your Gwen Stacy.” I stood on my tippy toes and kissed Jude.

When we pulled away he hummed. “I’m interested. But the only way you can get me to wear is if I see you in your Spider suit.” Jude smirked at me in that way that made butterflies fill my stomach.

“ok.” I took Jude’s hand. “Follow me.”

Me and Jude walked to the bedroom. Jude sat on the bed while I went to the closet where the costume was waiting for me.

I slipped out of my clothes leaving my panties before slipping into the suit. When it was on me I walked over and took a look at myself.

I looked so hot. The way the suit hugged my body made every curve of mine show. I need Jude would love this.

I walked out of the closet to see Jude laying on the bed on his phone. We he felt my presence he looked over to me.

“Ta da.”

Jude eyes widen. His phone was now disregarded as he got up and walked up to me. “you look so hot baby.”

His eyes fell down my body landing on my boobs. I felt my face heat up at his eye contact.

“Now, will you put on the suit too.”

Jude humming filled the air. His lips pressed into a thin line as he thought. “yeah I will.” He leaned down and kissed me with his dangerously hot lips. “but one more thing before I do that.”

“what?”

Jude leaned down, his forehead pressed against mine, our lips mere inches away from each other’s. His lips being so close to mine and his hands trailing down my back to ass sent shivers down my spine.

“lemme take this off of you.”

My lips were on his in a span of seconds. Our kisses were rough and hungry. Jude backed me up towards the bed. I turned around my ass pressed against his dick that was growing harder as the seconds past.

One of Jude’s hands held my waist as the other tugged at the zipper. I wiggled a little so he could tug it off of me. The wiggling caused me to grind my ass against Jude’s crotch.

Jude groaned. “You’re going to be the death of me.” He kissed my back before tugging the suit all the way down my legs.

We started kissing again when I turned back around. Fingers tugging lightly at his hair, nails scratching his neck, our tongues colliding with every kiss. I grew wetter with each passing moment. My moans filling the room couldn’t go unnoticed either.

Jude grabbed my thighs and pushed me so that I was all the way on the bed. His lips left mine. He started trailing kisses down my neck to my chest to my breast. A felt his warm tongue circle my nipple several times.

My mouth fell into an O as pulled away and gave attention to the other. Jude looked up at me through his lashes. When he saw the state I was in he smirked.

When he pulled away the next thing he did was pull off his shirt. My lips were pulled in between my teeth when I saw his abs.

Jude looked at me. He tilted his head when he saw my action. “ You want me to fuck this tight pussy of yours?” Jude’s hands went down to my pussy that was still covered in my panties. He rubbed small circles on my clit making me moan and clench around nothing.

“yes! Please fuck me Jude.” My eyes filled with pleading as they looked into his. Only he could get this side out of me.

Jude laughed slightly before pulling his hand away. He pulled my panties down roughly making me gasp. Then he takes his time to pull off his pants and boxers.

He grabs my legs and parts them. He slotted himself in between them. There was a smile on my face but quickly that disappeared when He thrust his hips into me.

I could feel him in my stomach as he trust into me a couple more times. “shit, Jude.”

Jude’s mouth fell open as he moves inside of me.

With each and every last fucking movement a moan fell from my lips. The sheets that were under me were now a mess from me gripping them.

“jude.. f.. feels so fucking good.” I stuttered.

“feels good huh?” Jude’s voice was deep as he asked that question. I looked at him with lazy eyes and nodded. “yes.”

I threw my head back at how good it felt. I know I was growing closer and closer by every thrust.

I felt Jude hand press down on my lower stomach while he kept on pumping inside of me. I lifted my head making eye contact with him. breathless moans still escaped my lips every time his thick cock entered me, but now even more with the added pleasure.

“Does that feel good?” Jude asked. One of His hand left my waist and went to the back of my neck. I nodded my head before his lips touched mine.

The buzz in my stomach grew and grew. I could feel myself fluttering around him. Jude could too.

“gonna cum pretty girl?”

I nodded again.

“Look at me when you cum. Don’t stop looking at me do you understand?”

I nodded, but that wasn’t enough for Jude. “no use your words.”

“y- yes. I understand you.”

Jude laughed for a second. His hand that was on my neck now returned to my waist so he could drill into my the way he loved. My moans sound painful, but they weren’t. It was the best feeling in the world.

“I’m so so fucking close.” I cried out. I didn’t break the eye contact not even when I felt my orgasm come.

Jude name fell from my lips as I squirmed in his hold. Jude didn’t stop fucking me until his own orgasm came. He pulled out of me, letting his cum spill on my stomach. He groaned jerking himself off until he was done.

We both caught our breaths. Jude eventually got up and went to the bathroom to grab a towel. He returned wiping off his semen from my stomach.

He threw the towel in the dirty clothes hamper and rejoined me on the bed.

“so we’re going as Spider-Man and Woman?” I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing his nose. Jude wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him.

“yeah. Anything for you.” I giggled as he kissed me. Dreams really do come true.

[jungle-angel]

And Kitty Makes Ten (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: You and Bob take in a stray just a few nights before Halloween and it ends up being the best thing ever

Warnings: Pregnancy, cuteness overload as usual

You and Bob were all snuggled under the blankets on the sofa, completely engrossed in Tim Burton's "Corpse Bride" with two steaming mugs of cinnamon hazelnut coffee sitting on the endtable near the sofa.

You melted into Bob's touch as he caressed your belly under your shirt, his warm hands on your skin as he felt the growing life inside kicking against his palms.

"Calm down, princess," he cooed to the baby. "You're acting like you've never had coffee before."

You laughed a little bit as you held your hand over his, completely relaxed and in utter heaven as Bob pressed his warm lips against your forehead.

"You hear that?" Bob said suddenly.

You shook your head.

Bob turned the volume down on the tv, the two of you listening intently when you heard scritching at the front door. Bob helped you up before you both found your way to the front door.

"Oh hello," Bob said upon seeing a pair of glowing green eyes in the dark.

You gasped when you heard the frightened meowing coming from the black cat that hid a little around the corner of the threshold. Bob held out his hand for the cat to come and sniff, the scraggly little form curling her tail around him.

"We might wanna shut the door, it's getting cold out," you told him, shuddering as goosebumps formed on your arms.

Bob coaxed the cat inside, her slinky black form noticeable on the beige carpet in the entryway and the living room. She meowed like crazy, even as Bob had gone to the kitchen to get her something to eat, returning a moment later with a bowl full of milk.

"I don't see a chip or a collar," he said, gently poking through her fur a little bit. "If anything she must've come from some hoarder den somewhere and run away."

"Think we need to comb for fleas?"

"Better to just be on the safe side."

You and Bob were surprised that the cat willingly let you wash her off in the small downstairs bathroom with the special flea and tick shampoo, drying her with a warm towel before she crept back into the kitchen to finish off her milk.

No sooner was she back in the kitchen than Salem, the male black cat, came creeping up from the basement, often hiding in the little apartment you had holed out for Bob's parents. He purred and rubbed against the female and she against him, as though they had known each other all their lives.

"You see this?" Bob chuckled.

You laughed yourself as they skittered away into the living room, curling up together on the blankets, their tails twitching happily.

"I think she's here to stay," you told him, smiling broadly.

"If that's the case, she's gonna need a name."

"Well," you mused. "Seeing as it's almost Halloween......Pumpkin?"

Bob kissed your lips. "That sounds perfect."

And so it was, that Pumpkin had come to stay. Very quickly, she and Salem had become inseparable, in a way, feline soulmates that seemed to mirror you and Bob. You can't help but see that she's the sweetest little kitty, especially with Auggie and Patrick, never using her claws on them and keeping it to the scratching post. By December, two weeks before Christmas, you and Bob welcome your little princess, Diedre Brigit who has a new crib-mate in Pumpkin. Yet your biggest surprise comes Christmas morning when you find Pumpkin and Salem under the tree in their sleeping basket with a new litter of kittens, happy and warm with each other, just like you and Bob.

[dxwnstxr]

It's autumn with them

Fandom: Bungou stray dogs

Characters: Chuuya, dazai, ranpo, tetchou, akutagawa, tachihara

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Warnings: none

A/n: I'm already in the autumn/halloween mood, and it's not even august yet😭☕️.

🍁 Chuuya 🍁

Chuuya would cuddle with you on the couch watching your favorite scary movie. He would yelp at the jump scares, then lie and say he didn't because he's not a wuss.

Chuuya would watch the autumn rain with you while drinking hot pumkin lattes.

Chuuya would bring you to pumkin patches and lose you in the corn maze.

Chuuya would go to starbucks with you to get the autumn beverages. Then go shopping together for autumn outfits.

🍁 Dazai 🍁

Dazai would make homemade pumpkin pie with you just to steal some of it.

Dazai would make sure you both wear matching halloween costumes.

Dazai would stop to pet a black cat on your walk down a path in the orange and red woods.

Dazai would bring you outside to play in the autumn rain. Then, afterward, take a cozy apple sented shower together.

🍁 Ranpo 🍁

Ranpo would make sure to buy you all of his favorite halloween themed candy.

Ranpo would spoil all of the scary movies, so instead, you both carved pumpkins.

Ranpo would make you bring him to all of the mini autumn shops in downtown. He'd later got carried away, though, and grab you by the hand, pulling you to the shops he wants to look at.

Ranpo would only eat the whipped cream on his pumpkin pie. He'd then give the rest to you.

Ranpo would run ahead of you on sweet autumn walk and shout to you all the amazing thing he sees while pointing to them. You then would lift up your camera and capture the beautiful shot.

🍁 Tetchou 🍁

Tetchou would see you still hungry after eating your thanksgiving meal and would give you his portion.

Tetchou would lay a nice freshly washed and dried blanket on you while it's still warm as you sleep on his shoulder.

Tetchou would promise to take you to a pumkin patch. He ended up losing you 10 times before he called it a day.

Tetchou would let you pick out his outfits when you both went on autumn dates.

🍁 Akutagawa 🍁

Akutagawa would watch scary movies with you, but every time you jumped, he told you that you're being a baby. He later got embarrassed when he got scared near the end of said movie.

Akutagawa would ride on the hayrides with you and act like he hates it. Though after a while, you catch him smiling at the scenery.

Akutagawa would fall asleep easily on rainy autumn nights. You would cuddle him while he softly snores in your arms.

Akutagawa would take halloween very seriously but would act like he could care less. Though when it's time to knock on the doors, he gets nervous and acts you to do it.

Akutagawa would sit at the island counter and peacefully watch you make autumn pastries. Spooky halloween music would be playing in the background as akutagawa tries to sneak some samples, then gets mad and lies when he gets caught.

🍁 Tachihara 🍁

Tachihara would challenge you to see who'd escape the corn maze first. To which he ended up getting lost in.

Tachihara would go on a midnight autumn ride on his motorcycle with you. You would point out places you'd like to stop, and he would. You'd hope off, take out your camera, and take calming pictures of him under the autumn moon.

Tachihara would call out all of your friends just to have a pumkin carving competition. To which tetchou came first, you second, and teruko came third.

Tachihara would playfully dip his pointer finger in whipped cream and then poke you in the nose, leaving a dot of whipped cream.

Reblog divider cr: @benkeibear

[ronnie-quinn]

Not Tired

Plot: Crymini doesn’t want to have her nap.

Co-written/credit to @yourneurodivergentlady

Edited by me

Note: Husk’s room is also Crymini’s nursery. There’s a bedside crib next to Husk’s bed. There’s also a changing pad on top of his dresser, a rocking chair next to said dresser, and some toys inside of a toy box.

It was after lunch. Crymini was patting the table in the dining room after eating her favorite little food: grilled cheese and fruit.

“Alright, Mini!” Angel sang as he finished helping Husk clean up the dirty dishes in the kitchen. “It’s time for a little nap.”

Crymini pouted, crossing her arms as Angel unbuckled her from her booster seat and scooped her up.

“I’m not tired,” she whined as she was settled on Angel’s hip.

Angel sighed and rubbed Crymini’s back and gave her a gentle bounce. She hated nap time with a passion whenever she regressed. “I understand you don’t want to have rest time, but it’s important for our bodies to have a break.”

When Angel made it to Husk’s room, Crymini spotted some of her toys and sleepily whined as she pointed at them, wanting to play.

“Shh-shhh… it’s not time to play right now, baby. It’s time for night-night,” Angel soothed. He carried her to the changing table and laid her down so he could change her diaper and get her dressed. She scowled at her mama.

Angel offered her a smile. “Oh, so grumpy. You’re okay. Papa is gonna bring a bottle up for you. How’s that sound?”

Crymini grumbled as Angel tapped her nose and began to change her.

“Would you like to pick out a fresh diaper?” Angel asked her. He held up a light pink one with white skulls along with a black one with the same pattern.

The hyena sighed and pointed to the black one.

“Good choice, baby!”

Crymini still frowned as Angel changed her and dressed her in a pair of black pajamas with Jack Skellington on the shirt. She didn’t want to take a dumb nap. She wanted to play! Mama and Papa didn’t have to take a nap. Neither did Fat Nuggets or anyone in the hotel. It just wasn’t fair!

Once he was finished getting her changed, Angel scooped her back up and settled her on his hip. He then picked up one of her pacifiers and offered it to her.

“You want your paci, sweetie?”

Crymini huffed as she hid her face in Angel’s shoulder, turning away from the soother.

“Someone’s a grumpy girl,” Angel cooed as he kissed the side of her head. He clipped her pacifier to her pajama shirt and began to walk with her.

Angel laid Crymini down in her bedside crib and tucked her in. He sat down beside her on the bed and began to stroke her hair. “What story would you like to read for naptime?”

The hyena shrugged. Husk came into the room while gently knocking on the door. Angel turned when he heard the cat come in and shut the door.

“I’ve got her bottle here,” Husk said as he walked over to the bedside crib. He then handed Crymini her bottle. She turned away from the cat, grumbling something incredibly sassy.

“She’s a little fussy about having to take a nap,” Angel informed the other.

Husk nodded. “I see. Naptime isn’t so bad, pumpkin.”

“How come you don’t have to?” Crymini asked.

“Well, grown-ups don’t need as much sleep as little ones do.”

“I’m not little. I’m big,” the hyena argued. “I’m the biggest girl in Hell!”

Angel reached out to pat her head. “Even big girls need to rest sometimes.”

Crymini rolled her eyes and yanked the blanket over her.

“Hey,” Husk gently admonished. “We know you’re upset, but there’s no need for an attitude.”

“No attitude…” Crymini muttered under her breath.

“Do you want your bottle and cuddles?” Husk asked. “I bet Mama will read you two stories if you want.”

Crymini peeked from her hiding spot.

"Okay..." the hyena sighed.

Angel grabbed two books as Husk handed the little hyena her bottle. He then turned off the overhead light before flicking on the bedside lamp, settling down in the rocking chair.

The spider began to read to the baby.

----

Two books later, Angel had finished reading, and Crymini was still awake. She didn’t even touch her bottle. Husk turned off the bedside lamp and turned on Crymini's nightlight.

“I’m not tired,” she still complained as Angel and Husk kissed her forehead.

“We know you’re not. Just rest quietly if you can’t sleep,” Husk said.

“You guys are mean and not fair…”

“Sweet dreams, princess,” Angel said as he and Husk left the room, gently closing the door behind them.

Crymini stared up at the ceiling as she tried her hardest to sleep. She tossed and turned as she closed her eyes. However, she just couldn’t sleep.

----

Angel and Husk were hanging out in the lobby while Crymini napped. The baby monitor sat on the coffee table, and they could see that their little girl was struggling to sleep.

“Should we do something?” Angel asked Husk.

“I don’t know,” Husk shrugged. “Maybe we should wait a few more minutes.”

And that's what they did. Ten minutes later, it was obvious Crymini wasn’t going to fall asleep.

“I’ll go check on her,” Husk volunteered.

“Thanks, Whiskers…” Angel said as he leaned back on the couch.

Husk went upstairs to his bedroom and opened the door to find Crymini sitting up in her crib, wide awake.

“Baby,” he cooed. “It really is naptime.”

“I can’t sleep…” Crymini pouted.

“Do you wanna cuddle for a bit? Would that help?”

Crymini nodded as she reached her arms out. Husk scooped her up and grabbed her bottle before sitting down in the rocking chair.

“I’m not tired…” the hyena grumbled.

Husk ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead. “I know you’re not, sweet girl. We can just cuddle, yeah?”

“Fine…”

While Husk rocked Crymini, she rubbed her eyes. She fought back any yawns she had, determined not to take her nap.

“I can tell you’re sleepy, kiddo…” the cat chuckled. “Why do you keep refusing your nap?”

“Wanna play,” Crymini stated.

Husk kissed the baby's forehead and tried to offer her stuffed cat, Ramona (it was sitting on top of the toy box). “I know, honey, but you won’t have any energy to play later if you don’t rest.”

Crymini grumbled as she cuddled her stuffie.

“Would you like a song?”

The hyena thought about it for a moment, then nodded her head as Husk started feeding her her bottle. He started gently patting her padded bottom while singing "Hush, Little Baby" softly.

Crymini’s eyelids started drooping. She snuggled closer to her caregiver for warmth as she yawned and closed her eyes. She finally fell asleep when seventy-five percent of the milk inside of the bottle was gone.

Husk replaced the bottle with the pacifier clipped to Crymini’s shirt. He then stood up and tucked her back into her crib, hoping she would stay asleep. After kissing her forehead, he crept out of the room and shut the door.

Much to Husk and Angel’s fortune, Crymini stayed asleep.

“I guess Mini did need that nap after all,” Angel hummed. “Poor baby.”

“Yeah. She’ll thank us when she has enough energy to play later this afternoon,” Husk said.

“If she wakes up again, I can tend to her.”

“Thank you.”

[trulybetty]

Sunday Week in Review X

No obnoxious coffee in the car this week for a little driveway session. BUT Mr. Truly did bring me back one with doughnuts after Lil’ Truly’s (baby Truly's older sibling) swim lesson and couldn’t understand how a box of doughnuts could make me smile so wide (looking at you @secretelephanttattoo & @morallyinept 🍩)

Really enjoying the October prompts I started - it's been a fun break to get into something with no pressure and to just write without worrying about anything. I can't believe I'm like halfway through and I've not thrown in the towel yet (I've been tempted to skip a few days). It's also given way to some inspiration for some ongoing wip's and populated some new ones (I see you Tim Rockford).

But because of this, it's not really left me much time to read - so another light week, but it's okay! It means my TBR list (it's a work in progress that I've been neglecting and there's so much missing) is bursting with some incredibly great fanfics to get my teeth into next month!

Also, I am LIVING for everyone's weekly rounds ups, no matter how you format it or what you share - it's such a joy to see them popping up and getting to learn a little more about the people in this community!

T R U L Y U P D A T E S . . .

oct' x 08 - umbrellas (will miller x gn!reader)

oct' x 09 - ravens (maverick!frankie x reader)

oct' x 10 - oktoberfest (sequins!joel x reader)

oct' x 11 - pumpkin spice (marcus x reader) (parts II & III coming later this month)

oct' x 12 - cornfields(sequins!joel x f!reader)

oct' x 13 - black cat (tim rockford x gn!reader)

oct' x 14 - spooky (dieter x gn!reader)

W H A T I R E A D . . .

Fort Bravo (Dieter) by @secretelephanttattoo Of course our man Bravo would be building blanket forts in his walk in wardrobe this week. I very much would like to build my own to go hide out with and wouldn’t say no to sharing it with Dieter either. Medicinal Purposes (Frankie) by @grogusmum Ironic I read this at the start of the week and finished it with two days off of work for a migraine lol. Alas, I did not have Frankie show on my doorstep to offer his services - but this was a spicy read that I may have read a couple of times for educational purposes. 

PATS (Pedro Across the Street not RPF) by @oonajaeadira There’s a re-read this month, and not that I need an excuse, but it’s been fun dipping back into this world and reminding myself that I really should go book myself a massage. If you haven’t read this series I wholeheartedly recommend it, it’s top tier. It’s a comfort and a spicy read at the same time. 

Headshots | Chapter 3 (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo El has been making waves in the Pike Puddle™️ with her Marcus Pike offerings as of late and this third instalment to Headshots is makes no less of an impact. This is so Marcus and just so sweet. 

Salty & Sweet (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo I’m not the biggest fan of popcorn, but if Marcus Pike wants to eat it off me, who am I to say no? 

Swimming Lessons with Catfish (Frankie) by @avastrasposts Okay, aside from the jokes that this is the title of the sex tape could make of this fic, this is an incredibly smoke show of a drabble that I may or  may not have read a couple of times. 

Frankie to the Rescue (Frankie) by @avastrasposts Again, Avastra is just blowing it out of the water with these drabbles this week! The whole time reading this I was excited to find out how it would play out and it did not disappoint. 

Paranoid Heart (Javi P.) by @goodwithcheese I’m so behind with my reblogs this week (don’t look in my drafts) - but Megan comes in again this week with another fantastic instalment to this series and I’m falling for these two so hard. 

in another life… (Frankie) by @chronically-ghosted Speaking of being behind, I read this while on one of my sick days and I’d you’ve not read Taylor’s work, you’re sleeping on it and you should check it out. This here is a slice of life with Frankie that is utterly atmospheric and beautifully written. 

Bloom | Chapter 2 (Joel) by @wildemaven-prompts I. Am. Here. For. This 🙌 the little slow burn, Joel being a little awkward, the descriptions of the flowers 🌸 and most of all Ellie who almost manages to steal the show in every appearance. This whole series is a delight and we’re only two chapters in!

Unlikely Friends (Joel) by @sweetercalypso Despite having adopted Frankie Cat™️ last month I’m still not 100% on the cat train (don’t tell Frankie, she’s still bitching about the Andes man) - but this is incredibly sweet and I absolutely resonate with Joel trying to win over a cat (Frankie Cat may have just pounced at my feet from under the armchair that I’m supposed to pretend I didn’t see her under)

…assie (Frankie) by @frenchiereading I love everything Mel has been sharing with us from the Shared Breaths universe and this is just incredibly sweet. I don’t want to spoil anything, but my heart may have grown three sizes after reading the ending. 

Ring Toss (Frankie) by @morallyinept Okay, if @secretelephanttattoo hadn’t changed my perspective on doughnuts, then Jett has permanently altered all thoughts about them. This is is just, lustfully and sinfully indulgent and Frankie is just a menace 🍩

M E M O R A B L E P O S T S . . .

Megan's 1K celebrations, go drip into her Asks and repent to our Gouda Mother of Cheesus

Catfish PhD program had another assignment: Module 6 - The Licence Suspension

All of @wildemaven's moodboards, they're beautiful and such a mooood 💕

Three words, LAW. ENFORCEMENT. BALL. @sin-djarin threw out a thot and a hero came along and answered the prayer we didn't all know we needed, @for-a-longlongtime and presented us with a treat with this WIP

I did a bad job of tracking this week, there were so many more great posts this week that I got to be a part of and enjoyed!

B R O U G H T T H E J O Y . . .

Honestly? This community. I feel like I sound like a broken record on the topic now and that if I keep going on about how wonderful everyone is here it’s going to lose all meaning. But I’m getting to witness friendships being made through posts, a community being built in real-time and getting to know you all better is a real joy.

Having said that, despite the bullshit I put out - I am socially awkward at my core and trying to preach what I say and jump into more inboxes and DM's. But both of mine are always open if you want to drop down and discuss anything or everything 🙌

Also, if we want something superficial to balance that out, I’m almost finished with Sons of Anarchy season seven, finally (oh I have so many feels), and copious amounts of gratuitous Jax Teller nudity certainly never goes unwelcomed amongst the angst (Kurt Sutter knew what he was doing). I will be dropping into your Asks at some point @laurfilijames, be warned (also still thinking about the ask you sent me, is not forgotten!).

T H I S W E E K ' S J A M . . .

Adeem the Artist has been on permanent rotation since @goodwithcheese shouted them out and I love everything about this song. The feel-good beat, the voice and those lyrics? 🙌 *perfection*

Happy Sunday all! Wising everyone a good week ahead! 💛

[koral-has-entered-the-void]

Interlude (TW: death)

when I –

not if,

if got lost

with my

baby teeth and

nintendo ds games

at my

old home–

die.

when I die,

bury me in :

kids size 12 Comfycush Slip-Skool Vans, clear checkerboard with neon green laces and socks with black cats and pumpkins with hats.

girls 13/14 Target x Gwen Stefani Harajuku Mini Plaid Dress.

two cracked jade bracelets on my left wrist, once bright marbling now cloudy over a drop size ganglion cyst.

and two italian charm bracelets on the right; one with my name, and the other with gold embossed stars.

honors presents from my dad, two tiffany necklaces sandwiched between a tarnished, bootleg Clandestine Industries Bartskull necklace from Ebay.

my ma’s black Juicy heart earrings she gave me for my 6th grade formal before she yelled at me for losing them down the drain the morning after.

Nyx Epic Ink Eyeliner in black and their Vivid Matte Liquid Eyeliner in white, make sure they create a Nike swoosh cat wing and include two dots above.

Undone Beauty Lip to Cheek Palette in Dahlia for blush and Carmex for lips.

two fanned out buns, with a slightly to the right middle part and curtain bangs,

grown out roots and Good Dye Young, Toxicity mixed with Biz- 3:1 ratio.

and bury me with :

              my

Winnie the Pooh Baby Blanket.                       

Ma’s handmade stuffie, “Kangabear.”

Ma’s Nokia XpressMusic Sidekick.

Dad’s special occasion Kangol Baseball hat in plaid.

Dad’s Carhartt Navy Blue Hoodie.

Safire’s sparkly pink CHI straightener from 2013.

Scooby’s chain collar.

Loma’s Bowser collar.

Loma.

Nana’s Persian rug from the big house.

Papa’s hand-painted “Bear” 3XL T-shirt.

Princess and the Pauper singing Erica Barbie Doll.

i-Pod shuffle with the entirety of our shared i-Tunes library.

Skullcandy black gummy headphones.

a few

cans of coke.

box cutters.

miscellaneous music buttons; Green Day, Nirvana, MCR.

Littlest Pet Shop Figures.

heart-shaped rocks.

butterfly clips.

ticket stubs from October and November of 2022.

poems.

              and

daisies from Alyssia.

journals from Renee.

Silly Bandz from Tyler.

printed Twitter replies of Gerard Way and Dallon Weekes.

Yeezy slides from Jake.

trinkets and trolls from Lily.

and finally, don’t forget

a deluxe copy of Infinity on High.

so when I –

not if,

when I die                         

you can

remember my

materials        

or incinerate everything

and press me into Track 11 of the vinyl

I mentioned above.

[prettypangolins]

Happy Caturday to all who celebrate!

Here are some photos of my kitty-babies Pumpkin and Salem! They're brothers/litter-mates. Salem likes to yell a lot. Pumpkin was named before I realised his eyes are orange (Salem's are green), and before he got his round little tummy-tum (his weight is monitored to make sure he stays as healthy as possible!).

[Image IDs: Image #1 shows a black cat in a cardboard box. He has turned to look over his shoulder up at the camera, and is in a very cute photogenic pose, and looks like a model.

Image #2 is of the same slender black cat - Salem - lying on his side on a pink blanket, close to his owner. A white hand is just visible giving him head-scritches. He has his eyes closed and is very content. His face is side-on to the camera, and he looks like he's smiling.

Image #3 looks down on two black cats lying back-to-back on a grey floor. The cat on the left is a little tubbier - this is Pumpkin - and is looking over his shoulder to his brother. Salem's coat has 'rusted' in the sunlight and is showing the copper colours beneath it.

Image #4 looks up at a cat perched on top of a wooden interior door. Most of his body is obscured by the door and the angle, but he has very fuzzy edges, and is looking very inquisitively down towards the camera with big round eyes.

Image #5 is of a slender black cat trying to lie down on the top of a wide radiator in a bathroom. There is, however, a toilet roll in the way. His front paws are either side of it, and the top of the loo roll is against his chest, stopping him lying down. He seems a bit perplexed as he looks down and tries to think in his tiny kitty brain 'what is going on??'.

Image #6 is of the interior of a very long white mattress box. At the far end, a little black kitty is looking up at the 'roof' of the box in consideration of who know what. His eyes are glowing thanks to the camera flash that's gone off.

Image #7 shows two black cats curled up in a fuzzy white round cat bed that has brown paw prints on it. There's more black cat than there is bed. Salem is contoured to the curve of the bed, while his brother is splodged with his butt against his brother's chest.

/END ID]

[slasherbish]

Quiet Nights Part 10

You bit your nails while intently looking at the moving people taking things out of your roommates room. The days were counting down and to say you were anxious was an understatement. With each item that was removed your friend was one step closer to moving in. It was exciting and terrifying all at once. Three more days and this person that you barely knew would be out for good. You had already bought a few things from Ikea for the room, mostly a dresser, and a desk. Did you know how to put them together? No. Would you probably tell Michael that since he doesn’t work that he can put them together? Yes. They figured that since he seemed to be fairly crafty that it might be fun for him, like a puzzle.

“Hello earth to (y/n). I was asking you something.” Your roommate waved their hand in front of you trying to get your attention. You shook your head and looked at them “Hm? I wasn’t paying attention.” You told them 

“Yeah I know. I was wondering if you want to adopt Pumpkin Pants. She hates traveling and I thought since she knows you that she would be happy living here.” They explained. “Oh yeah yes of course I can. She’s the prettiest ragdoll cat I’ve ever seen.” You replied happily looking at the orange and black fluffy cat sunbathing on the couch. You hoped to whatever entities were out there that Michael would like the cat and not eat the cat. You knew very well that he had eaten rats and dogs before. “Thank you so much for keeping her. I’ll leave all her stuff with you.” They gave you a small hug and went back to directing the moving men. 

Back in the man cave the infamous killer sat reading the newspaper that his human had brought him. He felt the need to keep up with what was happening in the outside world in order to better sneak his way from place to place. He had already been planning out how he would make his way over to the apartment without being seen. The man also wondered what an apartment was like to live in. In all honesty the killer had only ever lived in his childhood home and psychiatric hospitals. Neither were very happy places. A feeling that he recognized as anxiety had bubbled up. His childhood hadn’t been happy and he could still hear the screams of others in the hospitals. 

Nights were filled with terror. Even as a child he had been put in with much older much worse offenders. He had killed his sister and he knew that. He knew it was wrong but he couldn’t change the past. He brought her home whenever he could on halloween. Without realizing it he had ripped the newspaper in half. Michael huffed and threw it on the ground. The man had a difficult time with those memories. Laying down on a bed of blankets that his human had given him he decided to try to sleep away the anxiety of living in such a mundane place soon. 

At the apartment your roommate had gone out for the night. You looked at the nearly empty room and heard the small meow. Turning they picked up the fluffy cat and petted her head gently. “In less than a week you get to see your new daddy…” You said and caught yourself. Why had you said that? It had to be just trying to baby talk to the cat right? He was just a friend, yeah a friend and that’s it. You thought.

tags: @vampire-hunter @babygurl97 @adaydreamaway08 @villainfan

[lil-ms-dipst]

@perphella

Along with anybody else who wants to see my MC Merch, well most of it, here it is! This isn't all of it since some is lost in storage, I'm sure I'll find it all when I switch rooms.

10 year anniversary llama, bee plush, bee squishy, golden zombie plush, allay night light thing, glowsquid plush (glows in the dark wehehe)

Pig plush, little creeper plush, creeper plush, a lamp in the shape of a honeycomb block with a bee dangler, a warden figurine which lights up and makes sounds, and an axolotl plush

An enderdragon plush, a little enderdragon plush, a little enderman, a mooshroom baby, a turtle, and a tiny turtle plush.

Enderman, creeper, and llama 2018 winter figurines, two surprise put together kits of an enderman and a wolf, and a bunch of mystery figurines including a snow golem, pigmen coming out of a portal, spider jockey, a person in a minecart, an angry enderman holding a pumpkin, a bee, an axolotl, and a piglin

A bunch of metal figurines which have a pillager, wolf, wandering trader, zombie horse, black cat, llama, brown sheep, fox, steve, iron golem, mc dungeons player, mc dungeons player 2, witch, loot pig, enderman, mc dungeons player 3, arch illager, vindicator, another pillager, mc dungeons player 4, mc dungeons player 5, another fucking mc dungeons player, a creeper, a skeleton with a glaive and shield, another vindicator, another mc dungeons player, glowsquid, another creeper, normal squid, zombie, alex, another wandering trader, goat, orange (or I suppose yellow) axolotl, skeleton, pink axolotl, and another goat.

Should also say I have Minecraft bed stuff! A whole bed set, another one, an MC earth body pillow, a weighted blanket, like 3 different throw blankets, and a beach towel. I also have shirts.

[tj-crochets]

Fabric acquired for more baby blankets!

[negative-speedforce]

cuddling under a blanket ⋆ lazy days in ⋆ carving pumpkins ⋆ flannel shirts ⋆ bonfire night

Cuddling under a blanket

With- my OC Siv and their cat, Delilah

"Come on, baby, I gotta get ready to go." Siv laughed, lifting Delilah from her lap. The tiny black kitten meowed decisively, climbing back up Siv's pant leg.

Siv detached Delilah's class from their jeans, putting her back on the floor. They pinched the bridge of their nose. "Man, I am so tired. I don't want to go shopping."

Delilah began rubbing against Siv's socks, purring loudly. Siv laughed.

"Okay, baby." Siv picked Delilah up, sitting her on her shoulder. Immediately, Delilah began pawing at their earrings. "Stop that, silly."

Siv went to the bedroom, curling up on her mattress. They yawned. "You know what, Del? I don't have work until seven tonight. Let's just... Sleep in."

Delilah climbed up the sheet, curling up against Siv's chest.

"Hey, scoot over, you have your own bed." Siv moved Delilah over a few inches and got cozy. Delilah climbed in the crook of their arm and yawned, kneading Siv's forearm with her tiny claws like it was bread.

Her back rumbled softly as Siv stroked it, and her tiny warm body soon was enough to put Siv back to sleep.

[phoebehalliwell]

I know you're probably super busy with all the content you've got coming up, but I need some advice if you have the time? I'm throwing a Charmed party to celebrate the 25th anniversary, but I need food and drink ideas linked to the show. All I can think of is Paige's ceiling gazpacho 😅 Do you have any suggestions?

okay so i’m dividing this into lazy baby / lazy bougie baby / semi advanced / advanced levels of just different silly ideas and then also drinks!

lazy baby!

scrying crystals (crystal rock candy)

kit's kats (kit kats, after kit the cat)

lucky charmed (lucky charms o.o)

cole’s birthday cake/cupcakes (chocolate with red icing that says happy 100th birthday cole!)

prue’s turkey no mayo sammies from bucklands (get yourself a deli sandwich, cut it up into easy party sized bites)

black as coleos (oreos :p )

we all scream for ice cream (i would recommend mochi balls as they r also very easy to eat)

leo’s matrimonial pigs in blankets

once in a blue moon cookies (get cookies that are blue)

phoenix wings (spicy hot chicken wings)

duck medallions minus the medallions… (little duck cookies)

sin balls (coconut macaroons or really any other round item i guess)

lazy bougie baby

mark chao's peking duck (it’s peking duck)

black as cole ADVANCED EDITION (something with active charcoal as an ingredient — if you want a drink lemonade is popular — Warning Tho: if you’re on meds take them at least a couple hours before the charcoal bc the charcoal will suck them out of your system if not already absorbed)

a witch's yellowtail (sushi!)

once in a blue moon bowls (get some spirulina bowls from your local snob place, divvy them into like smaller jello type cups, you can even top with like shaved coconut in a little crescent moon pattern to be bougier)

all hallow’s eve altar pies (get tiny pumpkin or apple pies)

cole’s conception chocolates (get some nice chocolates)

quake and bakes (buy some edibles)

semi advanced

furies toast (get a baguette, grill it so it has a light char, add a neutral flavor (like a brie or avocado or something like softer on the palate), top with smoked salmon and maybe smoked chili flakes)

piper's audition recipe (stuffed pasta shells. alternately penne with some red wine sauce)

(don't) bite me-s (garlic knots \( •_•)_†… this could also be purchased tbh)

all hallow’s eve altar pies but you make them and get to do cute things with the top crust

p3 cookies (make cookies and decorate em with the p3 logo)

advanced

homeowner’s meeting tapas (goat cheese pizza, onion tartlets, chicken satay…)

the actual duck medallions

piper’s audition recipe (roast pork with gratin of fennel and penne with a port giblet sauce 😳)

drinks!

jeremy's gift (port)

primrosé empath (rosé)

seer's tonic (get some of those wellness shots or whatever apple cider vinegar type things and serve em in plastic champagne flutes)

paige signature (perrier baby!)

aunt gail's power stripping tea (buy a large jug of arizona iced tea, spike it if you're feeling fun!)

all halliwell's eve apple cider (can also be spiked!)

p3 h2o (this is what you label the water as)

p baxter's giggle water (gin and tonics, or really any alcohol tbh)

ms. hellfire (spicy margs)

grimlock vanquishing potion (midori sour)

p-3-ña coladas (piña coladas)

i hope u have so so much fun at your party!! tell me what u make!! <3

[jungle-angel]

The Bookworms' Nest: Part 2 (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: Even over the holiday break, you and Bob always find a way to make your home your own cozy nest and prep for a lesson in between

Warnings: Mentions of breastfeeding, mentions of pregnancy etc.

Tagging:@bobfloydsbabe

You hummed along to the Christmas music playing from the little bluetooth speaker in the kitchen as you set up all of yours and Bob's Christmas decorations. Auggie lay right next to you on his little sleeping cushion, wriggling and stretching his arms and legs and his coos reaching your ears.

"Pumpkin for the last time, OUT!" Bob thundered from the home library.

With a cheeky little meow, you spotted your black cat trotting out from the library with the usual amount of neon pink sticky notes still stuck to her fur as Bob wheeled the chalkboard out of the library and into the living room.

"Still taking notes?" you chuckled.

Bob rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I'm telling you (y/n), The Silmarillion is almost IMPOSSIBLE to dissect," he said. "How the hell are we supposed to do a main lesson on this?"

"I've been asking myself that same question since the beginning of the lesson block," you chuckled.

Bob let out a loud, annoyed groan and rolled his eyes. "Can we at least do a practice run with it?"

"Bob we're on vacation until January," you laughed. "You really wanna focus on that right now?"

"Baby I just wanna keep the skills sharp," Bob answered.

You were about to say something when Auggie began to whimper and Pumpkin began meowing as she curled around the baby's little sleeping cushion. "Well, somebody's hungry," you chuckled.

"The boob or the bottle?" Bob asked you.

"Bottle's in the fridge, just needs to be warmed up."

In a flash he was off and returned a minute later. "C'mon buddy, I've gotcha," Bob said to Auggie, carefully lifting him into the curve of his elbow before Auggie eagerly latched onto the bottle and sucked it back.

Bob smiled at the tiny little baby in his arms, his face half hidden by both the bottle and the white Irish knit blanket that had once been Bob's when he had been that little. You and Bob of course had considered your students at school to be like your own kids, so when you had found out that you were pregnant with Auggie, it was almost as though sixteen other teenagers were gaining a baby brother.

You took a break from setting up the decorations to throw another log into the fireplace, the flames crackling as it spat embers and sparks up the chimney, but oh was the house toasty and warm as ever. You began putting out some of the little needle-felted snowmen, gnomes, fairies and figurines that you and some of the kindergarten and preschool teachers had made for the Christmas and Yuletide fair at school. Of course Bob's favorite was always the little Celtic Santa in his green robes and twisting, knotty staff that Bob's Meemaw had made long before he was born.

"Shhhhh, my little lovebug," he whispered, gently patting Auggie's back. "Go back to sleep, it's cold out and Momma and Daddy need to do their thing too."

Bob very carefully placed Auggie back onto his sleeping cushion but Auggie's whimpers still didn't cease until Bob gently placed his hand on his son's little belly, calming him in an instant.

"What?" he asked when he saw the look on your face.

"Bob......?"

"Ah! Hold it, you remember what Doctor Zimmer said," Bob informed you. "She specifically said no sex for six weeks after birth."

You mouthed a curse which had Bob both smiling and wiggling his eyebrows. "Alright, I'll put him upstairs for a nap and then we can get down to business," you said.

As soon as Auggie had been brought upstairs and tucked into his warm nest of a crib in his nursery, you were back downstairs to finish decorating and help Bob with his lecture.

"Alright babes," he said, finally having finished wiping down the chalkboard with a wet rag. "What's the first part of the book?"

"Ainulindalë, the creation of Eä and the birth of the Valar," you answered.

Bob drew in a breath and let it out. "You ready for this marathon?" he chuckled.

"Ready as I'll ever be," you laughed.

[angelbaby-fics]

Brave Little Kiddo

Pairing: Bucky x Little!Reader

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: Well, I had this idea this morning and it took me the whole entire day to get it down, but I'm really happy with this one!! Heads up, it gets a little spooky at one point 😮 By the way, if you haven't already, please take a chance to fill out my reader survey! Your opinions really do matter to me 💕 Also there's no taglist on this one since I'm currently working on a better system for that 😅

Popcorn was popped, poured in a big plastic bowl, and set on the coffee table in the living room. Bucky lit a pumpkin scented candle before switching off the lights and joining you on the sofa. You were wrapped tightly in an orange blanket with just your eyes peeking out, fixated on the tv. The screen was black, but the little timestamp at the bottom showed a video waiting to be played, and you were excited. 

You’d asked Bucky for a Halloween movie night every single night since the start of the season, and he was happy to oblige. Movie nights meant yummy snacks, cuddles with baby, and catching up on decades of Halloween specials he’d missed. Together, you’d exhausted your way through Hocus Pocus, Nightmare Before Christmas, Halloweentown, your usual seasonal favorites. You always had so much fun introducing Bucky to new stuff, but during last night’s classic Scooby Doo marathon, he’d had an idea. Through the magic of Google and YouTube, Bucky had loaded up a playlist of vintage halloween cartoons, animated shorts he fondly remembered seeing in theaters with Steve as a kid.

“Knock knock,” Bucky tapped on your blanket cocoon, “can I come in, nugget?”

You shook your head playfully, burrowing deeper into the fabric. 

“Oh really? Not even if I pay the toll?” Bucky smiled, pulling two bags of candy he’d been hiding behind him and handing them towards you. 

You laughed, opening the blanket with your arms like wings, giving Bucky the opportunity to attack you with kisses. “Oh, there’s my baby!” Bucky said, tickling your cheek with his stubble. He repositioned the blanket so that the two of you were now both wrapped in it together, and he turned to you. 

“Ready to start?”

You nodded eagerly, leaning down to pick up the candy that Bucky had dropped during his kiss ambush, and he pressed play on the remote.

Skeletons danced across the screen to the music they played on their own bones. You laughed as they rearranged themselves into all sorts of silly shapes and hid behind gravestones. Bucky looked at you in awe, amazed that he had the chance - the honor - to be sitting here now with his baby, passing memories from his childhood down to you, memories that were nearly a hundred years old. There were times in his life where he never thought he’d feel any happiness again, let alone this much of it. 

The Skeletons hopped back into their graves and the screen faded to black, the next cartoon in the playlist starting up immediately. Mickey Mouse fought his way against a storm to a haunted house. Bucky’s arm around your shoulder got tighter. “Now this one really got me as a kid, I didn’t sleep for weeks. Can you believe what a scaredy-cat I was? Not a brave little kiddo like you.”

He booped your nose with a vibranium finger and you giggled as Mickey was locked into the house. You were a brave kiddo indeed, proud of your own confidence that the images on the screen can’t hurt you in real life. You only smiled as the cartoon grim reaper showed his skull face to the audience, scooping another handful of candy into your mouth.

As the night went on, you got sleepier and sleepier. The warm glow of the candle and a tummy full of candy had you drifting in and out of sleep by the last cartoon. As the credits faded to a close, Bucky looked down at you, only to find a spot of drool on his shirt next to your sleeping face; you were out cold. Bucky took the blanket off his shoulders and wrapped you up in it, lifting you up and cradling you in his arms as he carried you to your room. He lowered you onto the mattress and kissed you on the forehead, opening your blanket cocoon for a moment to insert your favorite stuffy into your arms. “Goodnight, little pumpkin.” Bucky whispered before closing the door. He walked back into the living room, picking up the empty candy bags and dropping them into the popcorn bowl with the unpopped seeds. He dumped the bowl’s contents into the trash, and as he turned on the sink and started doing that day’s dishes, he smiled to himself. He couldn’t believe he had someone in his life who felt so safe near him that they could fall asleep on his shoulder. Even on the bad days when he didn’t think he was worthy of anybody’s love or trust, you proved him wrong without even trying. 

Bucky put aside the clean dishes to dry and set off for his bedroom, planning to read a bit before going to sleep. He blew out the candle, plunging the room into complete darkness as he walked out into the hallway. When he passed by your bedroom door, he blew a kiss, blissfully unaware of what was happening inside. 

You clutched the blanket tighter around your trembling body, eyes squeezed shut and face bunched up in fear. The grim reaper stood beside your bed, beckoning you to look up at its ghoulish face. It was less than a minute after you’d left your daddy’s arms that the nightmare began, and it was only getting worse. The haunting hooded figure leaned over your body, groaning your name. You tried to scream as loud as you could, but your voice was nowhere to be found. At least, not in your nightmare.

Bucky heard your whimper from the end of the hallway like a storm siren, though in reality it was much too quiet to be heard by anyone without your daddy’s supersoldier hearing and fiercely protective nature over you. He spun on his heel, nearly slipping on his socked foot.

“Baby?” He called out, not immediately wanting to wake you just in case he heard wrong, or was being dramatically overprotective as usual. 

His call was met with another whimper from your bedroom, notably laced with distress. Bucky ran the length of the hallway, only needing three or four strides to reach your door. He threw the door open not knowing what to expect, and was met by you, curled in a ball in the furthest corner of your bed. He could hear you sob from under the cover of your blankets.

“Baby, it's me, it's daddy.” Bucky climbed over your mountain of stuffies to reach you, lifting up your swaddled frame and wrapping completely in his strong arms. 

“You're safe now baby, daddy’s got you. I’ve always got you.” He whispered, over and over. “You’re safe. Daddy’s got you.” 

Bucky had enough experiences with nightmares of his own that he knew it sometimes took a while to realize that the things you were seeing weren’t reality. He was ready to hold you in this position until the sun came up if that's what it took for you to know that everything was okay. Eventually, your little hand reached out from the blankets to grab onto Bucky’s shirt, and he took that hand in his own, running his thumb across your knuckles.

“Do you wanna talk about it, honey bunch?” He asked, bringing your hand to his lips and kissing it gently.

“Sk-skeletons…” You whispered, gripping his hand. “Oh baby, I know. They sure can be scary huh? But I’ve got you now, alright? Nothing can hurt you, I won’t let it.”

“But I was supposed to be your brave little kiddo. I’m sorry… I’m not brave… I’m just a scaredy-cat.” Your voice got quieter and quieter as you spoke, almost hoping Bucky couldn’t hear you put yourself down like that, but you knew he could. “Well, angel, that’s just not the case.” Bucky said, looking you right in the eye as he spoke to you, words straight from his heart. 

“You happen to be the bravest little bug I’ve ever met in the whole entire world.” He smiled, kissing your nose between the last three words, but your eyes stayed fearful. “Just because you were scared doesn’t mean you're not brave anymore. In fact, I think you’re even braver than me. But if you’re scared right now, that's okay. I’ll hold you until you feel safe and then I’ll hold you even longer, just to make sure.”

You reached your other arm from out of your blanket around Bucky’s firm torso, essentially clinging onto the man like a baby koala. 

“That’s it, babydoll, I’m right here.”

“Will you stay here tonight?” You asked meekly.

“Of course, sugar, if that’s what you need. I’m always happy for a chance to snuggle my baby.” Bucky looked around at your bed full of stuffy mountains and pillow forts, deciding that if he wanted any sort of warmth tonight, he’d need to get his own blanket. He looked down at you, still fused to his body. “Angel, I gotta go get some stuff from my bed, is that alright? Do you wanna come with me?” He asked, knowing you probably wouldn’t want to be left alone in your room after the night’s ordeal, not even for a little bit. 

You were thinking the same thing to yourself.

“How long is it gonna take?” You ask, slowly peeling your arms from around him and reaching behind you for a stuffy.

“No more than 30 seconds, bunny, I promise you.”

You squeezed your stuffy’s hand with determination. “Okay. I can do it. I can be brave for 30 seconds.” “I believe in you, angel.” Bucky smiled gently lifting you off his lap and onto the bed beside him before getting up. “I’ll be back before you know it, kiddo.”Your stomach dropped for a second as he disappeared from the doorway, suddenly aware of how dark it was, and how alone you were. But your grip on your plush friend reassured you that you weren’t really alone. You were brave. You could do this. And Bucky was right, he returned before you knew it. Once he was settled beside you, you resumed your position as his baby koala, burrowing into his chest as he kissed the top of your head. “I love you so much, my brave little one.” He whispered sleepily as the two of you drifted off together, each of you safe and secure knowing the other was there to protect you.

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