#halloween alien costume for adults

[noisycowboyglitter]

Dabbing Aliens Take Over Halloween: Fun Costume Ideas for All Ages

Imagine a Halloween night where the unexpected meets the extraterrestrial. A peculiar figure emerges from the shadows, not a ghost or goblin, but a visitor from another world - a dabbing alien.

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This cosmic creature stands out among the traditional trick-or-treaters. Its body is sleek and elongated, with skin that shimmers in iridescent hues of green, purple, and blue. A large, bulbous head houses enormous, almond-shaped eyes that gleam with otherworldly intelligence. Spindly fingers extend from long, slender arms, while its lower body tapers to delicate, almost wispy legs.

But what truly sets this alien apart is its pose. Instead of probing or abducting, it's frozen mid-dab. One arm stretches outward, while the other bends across its face, mimicking the popular dance move. The juxtaposition of an advanced being performing such a mundane, earthly gesture creates a comical and endearing scene.

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The alien's costume - if it can be called that - incorporates classic Halloween elements. A tiny witch's hat perches precariously atop its oversized cranium, and a miniature jack-o'-lantern bucket dangles from one thin wrist, filled with an assortment of Earth candies and mysterious glowing orbs.

This dabbing alien embodies the playful spirit of Halloween, blending sci-fi with pop culture. It represents the holiday's ability to transform the strange and unfamiliar into something fun and approachable. As it dabs its way through decorated neighborhoods, it reminds us that even beings from across the galaxy can't resist the allure of Halloween hijinks.

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"Funny Dab Boys Kids Girl" captures the essence of youthful exuberance and modern pop culture. Picture a group of children, boys and girls alike, striking the iconic dab pose with infectious enthusiasm. Their faces beam with joy and mischief as they freeze mid-dab, one arm outstretched, the other bent across their faces.

These kids, ranging from elementary to early teens, wear bright, mismatched outfits that reflect their vibrant personalities. Some sport backwards caps or quirky sunglasses, adding to the playful atmosphere. Their energy is palpable, as if they've just won a game or shared an inside joke.

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The scene embodies the carefree spirit of childhood, where trends like dabbing become a language of their own. It's a snapshot of pure fun, showcasing how a simple dance move can bring together boys and girls in a moment of shared, silly celebration.

[punk-in-docs]

🕸️ Pretty Girls Make Graves 🕸️

Eddie x Pencils - 🎃 Halloween 🎃one shot

2.7k words

Summary: pretty much what it says on the tin. Halloween one shot with our dearest Eddie x Pencils. Enjoy. Pure fluff. A tiny suggestion of smut at the end. Inspired by this lovely photo set & this prompt post that got me off my ass to write again.

Also another shoutout to the gorgeous @tvserie-s-world who made this amazing Eddie x Pencils edit that I’m still gooey over. 🖤

“So, what brings you to my dark and creepy neck of the woods?”Came a cocky taunt as soon as the trailer door swung open after your knock.

It’s usual rusty-screeching melody preceding its occupants flirty remark. The sound of the Smiths comes slithering out the creaking door behind him. The tape you bought that got lost in the avalanche of both your cassettes that slide and slip, congregate on his passenger seat.

He will not smile for anyone. And pretty girls make graves.

The lanky shadow of your boyfriend cuts across the warm yellow glow of the lights that slant out the doorway behind him. His costume makes you grin. Sheer moronic love.

You stood halfway up the steps. Candles flickering and throwing dozy pools orange in Jack-o-lanterns across the toes of your boots. They’re all wonky and have imperfect slanted mouths and jagged eyes. Loping together on the uneven porch steps. Fat orange gourds all drunk with gravity.

The very same pumpkins you’d helped him carve a week ago, after a misty morning weekend trip to Merill’s pumpkin farm. Eddie had the rather dastardly and determined habit of choosing pumpkins bigger and heavier than his actual van tires. You ended up with so many.

Your kitchen has smelt like squelchy pumpkin innards all week. You’re still finding seeds cropping up under the toaster or in the corner of the cabinets. As per Eddie’s way with most things, It wasn’t exactly a neat process.

You can’t help but laugh at his greeting too.

“I distinctly remember making plans to invade the spooky neck of your woods tonight, my little death trap.” You smile as you edge your way up the sloping steps. Holding a huge pumpkin shaped bucket of candy in your arms. The contents rustle as you move.

Everyone’s touting pumpkin buckets tonight. Driving in and even on the street back home, you saw a load of elementary kids walking around the park in their costumes. Ghosts in bedsheets. Aliens. Bats. One very ambitious papier maché pumpkin. Superhero’s. Clowns. Home made astronauts clad in crinkly tin foil and bulbous helmets. All wandering with an adult in tow and buckets clutched in their hands, ready to be filled.

You opted for a simple witch costume. Stripy tights and your dark thrifted docs. A black dress with a little cape tied around your shoulders and a witches hat. You applied dark purple-plum lipstick and dark smudgey grey eyeshadow, and liner. Your eyelids glitter like purple constellations. He finds stars to gaze at so often in those pretty eyes.

Eddie had gone for an Alice Cooper inspired look. Top hat. The dripping dark eye makeup that you’re amazed he managed all on his own. Hair it’s usual long rocker mess. Gothic black and lots of it. A huge goth belt with studs and buckles. You spy a cane grasped by his side too. A fake toy snake looped around his neck. Just like the man himself. He really does go all out.

The fringe benefit being he looks hot as hell to your eyes.

“You’ve got me under your spell, O’ bewitching one. How could I possibly resist.” He opened his arms out to you as you came to the last step.

“Bet you say that to every witch who shows up at your door on hallows eve.” You smile. Unashamedly grab the snake that’s looped around his neck and reel him in by it.

“Only ones who bought me jolly ranchers.” He preens. He can see the multi coloured hue of the wrapped candy in the huge bowl you’re carrying.

At the same time, he plucks the flimsy pointed witches hat off your head so the brim doesn’t get in his way. You unconsciously move towards the same goal together. It’s spooky. Sometimes it’s like you have the same brain. You’re one entity mashed together in a frenzy of melding hearts, music mania and relentless adolescent infatuation.

He lopes forwards and gladly slots his slanting smirk onto yours. Tasting of orange sweet candy corn and beer. His thumb and forefinger meet on your chin. Your hand slid for his neck. Fingertips along his jaw as you share a giddying kiss. You mouth at the plushness of his lips. He does the same to you.

You pull back before he makes you swoon dangerously down these steps. His kiss should come with a warning sign; dangerously addictive metal head. May possess body and soul.

You can tell already that you’ll have to wave goodbye to this lipstick. It’s now smeared all around your mouth and most of his. Now he looks like Alice Cooper doing nine to ten in Arkham Asylum.

“Hello.” You beam. Rubbing smudged purple off his lips. Vamptastic Plum the colour name.

“Hi.” He smirks like a lunatic. End of his nose rubbing into yours where he gazes at you.

He does it a lot. It’s honestly so lovesick you should be kinda nauseated.

When you’re studying. Watching a movie. Eating popcorn or pizza. Every now and again he’ll just rest his chin in his hand and smile all warm and stupid at you. Cheeks bunched and crows feet at his eyes. Even when you have paint flecked across your forehead. Or pizza cheese slung in a string across your chin. Or when you’re frowning at your fingers when you smear your nail drying polish. He loves watching you just be near him.

It always ends the same way. You’ll feel his eyes burning their fond cinnamon gaze into you. You’ll turn and meet his eyes. And that smile lopes even wider. He’ll loop a pinky though yours and kiss the back of your hand. Or your forehead.

“Permission to enter your lair?” You seek.

“Thought only vamps had to ask permission to come in?” He flirts with you. Eyes on your mouth again. Your lips all kiss bruised makes him ache. In fact, makes another sort of serpent twitch in his jeans.

“Misdirection. I am actually a vampire. The witch outfit is a clever disguise to work my cunning way into unsuspecting trailers.” You raise your brows naughtily.

He grins. “Clever subterfuge.”

He slips aside from the door to let you come in. Another kiss pressed to your lips before he lets you sidle on past him. He hangs your witches hat on the coat rack with his spare jacket and Wayne’s denim.

“Need me to park your broom?” He jests.

“Left it in the car with my black cat. You’re safe.”

“How many more witchy jokes could we stretch this out too?”

“I reckon I’ve a few left knocking around…” you guess. Placing the bucket of candy on the kitchen counter. Hopefully Eddie doesn’t pilfer the whole lot before Wayne’s home. You hope he leaves his uncle a treat or two. And doesn’t scarf the lot like a damn seagull.

This trailer hugs you any time you enter. You thought that when you and Eddie started dating. And you still think it now. Capital H home. This place. Filled with his and Wayne’s memorabilia. And a few more other things tonight;

You haven’t seen your boyfriend as much of late. He’s been out hitting the teenage party circuits with his metal lunchbox. Making a healthy chunk of change by the looks of it. He’s strung up plenty of decorations to help pep this place up with Halloween spirit.

There’s pumpkin paper garlands arced in loops up high. Orange and black twisting streamers over the mug shelves. Fake rubbery bats hanging down from the kitchen island cupboards. Dancing skeletons hanging on the little spare space the walls have to offer. The coffee table is cleared of its usual junk and absolutely heaped in candy and snacks.

Butterfingers. Butter popcorn. Pretzels. Red vines. Cheez balls. Mallomars. All of which happen to be your favourites. He has two cold beers side by side. And a fat tight joint sits waiting in the ashtray too.

He’s even bought those fake filmy cobwebs to spread in a few places with fake plastic spiders - to join in with the real ones dusted around in forgotten corners.

All your tensions melt down right to your toes. All is right with the world. Halloween night. No school tomorrow. And Eddie. And a whole uninterrupted night of movies and bliss. You’ve lost count of the amount of times a movie night has ended up getting dirty on his couch. Tape flicking to the end whilst you’re attached lip to lip with wandering hands.

You sigh gladly as you stand to toe off your shoes. Putting them aside. Heat slides into your stomach all squirly and scorching as he stands from behind you and his hand reach around and skilfully undo the cape around your shoulders.

“Let’s get you comfy my temptress of the night. Beer?” He seeks. Throwing your cape over his shoulder. It lands nowhere even near the coat rack.

“Yes please my lovable nightmare.” You sass. You walk over to the couch. Spying an absolute mound of VHS’s ready to go by the TV. The colour seemed to dip in and out sometimes. The set was old. Eddie had to whack the side sometimes to get it to behave. You find it more endearing than a set that worked seamlessly.

You pluck pieces of popcorn out the bowl and throw them onto your tongue. Crunch them down as you sit with your knees tucked under you.

Eddie kills the music and slings himself down next to you on the lumpy couch. Frame squeaking and rattling as he settles.

“Damn. You got a great selection, Munson. What did you do, bribe Harrington with your soul to score all this?” You remark as you peer at the videos on the coffee table.

1941 Wolfman. Christopher Lee’s Dracula. The Fog. Halloween. House on Haunted Hill. And Friday the 13th. You loved old school movies as much as he did. The old swelling suspense of a good black and white.

“Nothin major. Just a little selling of my body and charms. Deviant sexual acts. Just so you know I’ll have raw knees for a month.”

“Mm you filthy slut.” You hush. Impressed.

“Finest slut in the Midwest.”

“So I’ve heard.” You grin. Leaning in to kiss him. Seemed too infeasible not too. He cups the back of your head as you do. Keeping you close as he dares. Sweet kiss like icing sugar dusted across your lips.

He makes a small ‘mmm’ noise before you pull back.

“Besides. I consider The Fog a film that makes me think fondly of our very early courtship.” He remarks.

Snoopy bed shorts. A tin of Campbells. His lunatic escapades of climbing in your window late at night.

“And, well, only the best for you, Pencils.” He grins.

You tilt your head. A sigh caught in your throat.

“You must’ve busted your ass to get all this. You didn’t need too. You know I don’t need all this. I’m happy just to watch crappy reruns with you and order a pizza.” You tell him.

Concerned about the cash he would’ve laid out for tonight. The decor. The snacks. The primo shit from Rick. All must’ve cost a pretty penny.

“You’re worth every damn cent. When you’re dating a spooky awesome girl you gotta put in the ultimate spooky effort.” He tells you. Gripping his beer bottle and leaning back.

You clink your beer bottle to his.

“Please tell me you overcharged those meathead jocks for your product.”

“…. And then some.” He winks.

That’s my boy. You couldn’t be more proud.

“I’ll drink to that.” You murmur. Taking a pull on your cold beer. Cool heaven sliding down your throat.

“Thanks to Tina’s party last week, I mean, man, I scored big time. So many stoners invited. Walk in the park.” He smiled.

That deserved a kiss. Which you gladly give.

“Kinda love you for that.” You suppose. But there were no two ways about it - you were completly head over heels for him.

“Good to know.” He supplies. Hand rubbing your back.

“We better put a video on before I maul you.” You threaten with a great deal of flirt. Dragging your purple painted fingernails down the front of his top.

“Mmm kinky.” He grins. Leaning over to press a spitty kiss to your cheek. Before diving for the pile of VHS.

“Ok, roughly how long do you wanna argue about which one we watch first?” He seeks.

You narrow your eyes. Taking a sip back of your beer. “Depends if I win or not.” You look at him all cunning.

“House on haunted hill?” He bargains. Crouching and pointing the VHS at you.

“Don’t point that thing at me.” You smile. Stealing another handful of popcorn. Eating it with a grin.

Let the bickering commence…

~

The credits rolled to your third film of the night. Halloween the 1978 original. Orange twinkle lights flicker in the warm yellow lights near the kitchen. The rest of the trailer in dozy darkness. The sounds of kids trick or treating and laughing, batter against the trailer side in the night air.

You magnanimously let him pick the film. Maybe you’re growing soft in your old age.

This found you and Eddie slumped down together on the ratty couch. Limbs tangled. Joint smouldering in the ashtray. Verdant smoke in the air. Beer bottles empty. Only popcorn kernels left in the bottom of the bowl. The snacks had been pilfered and pinched at your leisure.

Eddie was pressed down onto you like a lanky weighted blanket. Snoozing happily with a belly full of beer and cheez balls. Socked feet hanging off the end of the couch. Hands slung all over you like a gangly octopus. He’s currently letting out content little breathy snores with his head cushioned against your boobs. A little spit of drool by the side of his mouth.

He’d nodded off sometime around Michael Myers fifth victim with the boyfriend and the blonde pigtails. You’d been carding your fingers through his hair. Scratching his scalp. Made his eyes flick back in his head.

You swear he was one step away from twitching his foot in contentment like a canine at the work of your hands. Made his brain short circuit.

More so when he was on Indica. Just the kinda hit he needed for a slow sleepy and spooky night in. You can’t deny you’re fighting the effects of it yourself.

A couple of puffs. Eyelids drowsy. Your limbs feeling like cotton stuffed pillows. Indolent and slow. And now you’ve got your perfect metal head keeping you pressed down.

“Guess the party circuit wiped you for six, huh babe?” You smile. Thumbing his cheek. He mumbled something incomprehensible.

You shift your leg up. Which tumbles his knee more into your lap. He snuffled. Nuzzling his head further onto you. His breath was all sugary red vines, and fruity weed.

You kept on stroking his hair. Leaning forward to nuzzle a kiss to the crown of his messy hair. Apple shampoo and that lost tang of American spirits.

“Edward?” You ask.

You get a sleepy, sticky gurgle from him.

“I’ve got a really nice bra and panties set on under this dress, y’know.” You whisper at him.

Another mumble. You smile and rest your cheek on his warm head.

“You’ll have to let me move to put the next movie in, babe.” You tell.

“No. S’comfy.”

Then you hear him grumble. “Boobs.”

“Great boobs.”

You chuckle. Honestly.

“Knock yourself out. Munson. You smile.

Shifting down to let sleep come and gently take you too.

“Oh, and Happy Halloween.” You add. Letting your eyes close. Letting the static at the end of the video ebb you softly into dreams. Along with the sound of wind kindly rattling the roof. Brushing along the walls outside. All the trick or treaters have been coerced indoors. Safe inside with their candy spoils.

Much later on. You hear the rustle of clothes and feel the heat of his breath. The warmth of his limbs leeches off you when he moves. Coldness sneaks in.

You wake with bleary-sticky eyes to those brown ones staring back at you. Cheeks all flushed. The tell-tale sign of a tented zipper bursting at his crotch.

That dripping eye make up looks smeared and downright dangerous. He looks absolutely ravishing and you suddenly shake off your tiredness to see him looking so good like this.

“You said something about a bra, Pencils…” he smiles. “Be a shame not to show it off now-“ He beams. Waggles his brows.

“Heard that did you?” Your brow crooks.

Happy Halloween, indeed.

This is for everyone; but especially for @tvserie-s-world @lunatictardis @heyndrix @callmeloverr @joequinnswhore @atabigail @thewrathoffemalerage @lurkingprincess @songforeddiemunson @palomahasenteredthechat @babybluebex

[undercoveravenger]

Venomous

Pairing: Venom!Billy Hargrove x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: “venom!Billy Hargrove confusing reader (dressed as spiderman for Halloween) as actual spiderman!Steve and going after him. take it however you want to”

A/N: Happy Halloween! Here’s part 2 of your Halloween surprise (I really like this AU by the way- if anyone wants anything else in this au, please feel free to request it!)

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The streets of Hawkins were practically empty this late at night, especially with pretty much everyone either asleep or at one of the dozens of Halloween parties raging on across the city. Hell, you were just coming from one that Tommy H and Carol had put on and Steve had dragged you to. You’d put up with about two hours of costumed young adults dancing and partying around you before you finally managed to make your escape, the cold autumn air chilling you through the thin spandex of your cheap Spider-Man costume as you wandered down the abandoned streets in the direction of your home.

The normal sounds of the city echoed around you, distant car horns and alley cats rustling through trash and music pouring through the doors of packed clubs. Tall buildings rise on either side of you as you turn down an alleyway that you’ve used as a shortcut a million times, but today you aren’t as vigilant as you normally are, not with the slow buzz of alcohol in your veins and the edges of the eye-holes of the mask limiting your vision. 

That’s probably why you’re so knocked off guard when something slams into you with all the force of a semi-truck, brick fracturing around you as you’re thrown up against the wall of some long-closed business. “Gotcha now, Spider-Man,” a massive fanged maw snarls, wide white eyes narrowing as an alien face looms before you, “And there’s no getting away from me this time.” A huge dark hand curls around your throat, the flesh shifting and flexing and crawling against your skin in a way that was certainly not human. “Today, Spider-Man, you die.”

As it speaks, you realize what must’ve happened. That this creature - Venom if you remembered the headlines of the trashy newspapers correctly - must’ve seen you walking home in your costume and mistaken you for the real hero of Hawkins. With the darkness blurring the poor quality of your suit, you must’ve looked enough like the real deal with your mask on for one of the vigilante’s foes to target you. 

You squirm, trying in vain to get yourself even a fraction of breathing room only for the viscous material of Venom’s hand to follow you, keeping the pressure constant and unyielding. The edge of your vision has started going dark by the time you manage to sputter out a weak, “‘M not him-” you fight for every ragged gasp of air, “Not Spider-Man.”

Venom hesitates at that, grip loosening just enough for breathing to come easier. His head cocks to the side as he examines you, seeming to only now notice the differences between your build and Spider-Man’s - your height, your physique, everything that sets you apart from the hero he had been looking for. His hand moves then, catching against the edge of your mask and tugging it up and off then. Venom’s eyes widen as he sees you without your mask and you can’t quite tell what he is thinking before he drops you, hands flying away from where they’d been touching you as though he’d been burned.

You’re left reeling, chest heaving as you scramble to catch your breath, the towering alien pacing wildly before you. You can catch snippets of conversation, bits of growled words in Venom’s harsh tone met with something quieter, smooth and honeyed and just a little familiar. Eventually you’re able to push yourself back to your feet and you start to edge back down the alley the way you’d come, feet scuffling quietly over gravel and debris. You are almost convinced that you’ll be able to get away before a piece of glass shatters under your shoe and the hulking creature whips around to face you, wide white eyes narrowing to almost slits as he stalks toward you.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Venom snarls, hand jerking forward to grab at you, only to freeze before he could touch you, like he was unable to actually touch you. You watch the oozy substance of his face waver before you, parting and falling away to reveal a face you recognize.

You’d seen Venom’s true face before- in class watching you from across the room. Studying you from the opposing team when your gym class was broken up for basketball. Looking up from his place across from your best friend, fists bruised and bloodied from splitting Steve’s lip and darkening his eyes. Between throngs of drunken and dancing people, alluring blue eyes never faltering from where they met yours, intent and fixated from where he was watching you, lips moving faintly like he was having a conversation you couldn’t hear. And now, as you’re putting together the pieces of Billy Hargrove’s secret identity, you realize that maybe he was. Maybe Venom had known just as much who you were as he had known of his enemy in Spider-Man. 

The look in Billy’s eyes isn’t aggressive though, not the way they were when he looked at Steve or his step-sister Max or when someone talked a bit too loudly about Spider-Man’s heroics. His eyes are soft, warmer than you’ve ever seen them as the inky black murk of Venom retreats back into him and he steps toward you. A hand comes up to cup your face as he guides you up to face him. “Quite the costume choice,” he says, lips twisting up into a way you’d come to recognize as sarcastic. “Had both of us fooled for a minute there.”

You struggle around words for a long moment before you manage to speak, “I won’t tell anyone-” you manage to force out. “That you’re-” You swallow sharply, “I won’t say anything.”

Billy laughs and for a second you’re sure you hear an echo. “I know you won’t darlin’,” he drawls, voice like honey and eyes like oceans. “You wouldn’t believe what V thinks about you, y’know?” He snickers a little, pressing forward into your space and crowding you back against the battered brick wall behind you. “I know what I think about you isn’t always fit for polite conversation, but he takes it to an entirely different level. He’s always trying to tempt me into doing something I shouldn’t- something fun. You want to do something fun?” He hums then, ducking forward to nose against your throat and up under your jaw, and you know you should be struggling, pushing him away and running as fast as your feet can carry you, but there had always been something so alluring about Billy Hargrove and to hear that he’d felt the same about you, that the proverbial devil on his shoulder had been tempting him with thoughts about you- 

Well, it was certainly an interesting revelation.

Your head tips back against the wall behind you as Billy presses closer, kissing and biting at your neck and jawline. You knew you shouldn’t- not after finding out he was a supervillain certainly, but God, the offer is beyond tempting, especially with Billy so eager against you. Almost without your bidding, your hands come up to clutch at his waist, fingers tucking through the belt loops of his jeans to pull him closer. You tell yourself that this doesn’t have to mean anything- that it doesn’t have to come with strings attached even as you feel the loose ends of the rope pulling taught around you, tying you to Billy and to Venom too. You’re sure that Steve will have a lot to say to you later about your choice in men and how you really shouldn’t make out with his alter-ego’s nemesis in dingy alleys, but with Billy’s mouth pressing aching hungry kisses to yours, you can’t really bring yourself to care.

[justins-1-justan]

Doing spooky activities with total drama characters!

It's spooky season! ^=^

Dj!

Horror movies?

Hahahahah. No ♡

You both stay in and cuddle while watching the Simpsons Halloween specials while eating candy.

You also wear matching halloween pajamas!

The moon has long been in the sky this Halloween, younger trick or treaters had already gone home and the older ones which stayed were met by the cold autumn breeze. But bundled up in soft throw blankets, wrapped in each other's arms as the fire roars, is you and Dj. An old episode plays, you feel your eyelids grow heavy, you rest your head against DJ's shoulder as you slowly drift off to sleep.

Geoff.

You can probably already guess,

Of course you're both going to a Halloween party, if not throwing one yourselves!

Matching costumes!! This year you're the grim reaper and a ghost! Geoff is the ghost & you're the reaper ofc!

Laughter, music, and a cheerful energy paints the party. The flashing lights reflect in his blue eyes, he twirls you as the monster mash booms on the speakers. The two of you party all night, for a holiday that's supposed to be scary, it made such joyful memories.

Izzy!

You both scare the daylights out of trick or treaters.

Your job was to stand on the porch with the candy bowl, candy bowl which is filled with fun sized candy bars disguised as full sized ones.

Izzy's idea of course.

Meanwhile Izzy would hide in the bushes in her 'franken-izzy' costume waiting to jump out at trick or treaters.

You successfully made six kids, three teenagers, and one adult man cry. Congrats?

From your peripheral vision you can see a child in the horizon approaching, you stand in position on the porch. The child, dressed like a minion, steps onto the porch. Per Izzy's instructions you hand them the 'full sized' candy bar. They smile happily and thank you and then.... "BOOOO!!" Izzy yells out at the child. After causing the child to subsequently drop their candy, earning a glare from the child's parents, Izzy practically dies of laughter while holding onto your shoulder.

Scott.

Hehehahaha, he took you a grave yard.

Yep.

A grave yard.

The scheme is that you'll get so scared you'll fall into his arms.

.. Let's just say that doesn't go as planned.

The moon shines brightly down upon you and Scott walking hand in hand in this abandoned graveyard. Boredom creeping over you, an idea dawns. Holding back giggles, you loudly let out a piercing howl like scream, causing Scott to quickly jump and whip his head back towards you. He glares at you and let's go of your hand when he realizes you're fine, he continues the pace of walking you were formerly at, you quickly chase after him and grab his hand, giggling with murmurs of apologies.

Area fifty~one alien Cody~Clone from S3 EP15 & briefly S5 EP7!

Breaking him out of area 51 for the holiday wasn't as difficult as you would think!

After convincing the guards you were a trick or treater, they left to go grab something to give you, then you simply walked to where he was being held and busted him out.

Since he had been in a government facility for years, he's never seen a scary movie before! Oh no!

So you decided to take him to the local AMC and see the latest horror movie.

You bought him popcorn and a slushie.

The two of you sat in your seats, interlocking your hands as their movie starts. The first jump scare happens and instinctively, you grip his hand tighter. Only to hear him let out a whaling scream. You turn towards him and your face pales as your boyfriend's arm turn completely into green goop.

Bridgette!

You both go pumpkin carving!

She carves a sailboat meanwhile you carve a classic jack o' lantern.

More matching costumes!! She dresses as a mermaid meanwhile you're a prince/princess!

The smell of pumpkin surrounds the kitchen you are both sat on the floor of, you look up from carving your pumpkin to see Bridgette dead focus on carving the perfect pumpkin, to the point she doesn't notice the pumpkin guts on her cheek. Giggling to yourself you wait for the next time she's turning her pumpkin around to scoot closer to her. You wipe the pumpkin guts off of her cheek, she turns her attention towards you for a brief second and you take the opportunity to sweetly kiss her cheek. Successfully catching her off gaurd.

[simstopiaa]

31 DAYS OF SPOOKY CAS CHALLENGES! 👻🎃🍬

The moderators of Simstopia have all collaborated to bring you guys a super fun Halloween CAS challenge that you can do daily for the month of October! Each day is based off of typical Halloween costumes, fun Sims occults, and more!

We'd absolutely LOVE to see everyone's creations for the month and see what everyone comes up with! Feel free to either tag us, use the #spooktopia hashtag, or join our discord here (18+!) so we can see your Sims and reblog if possible! ♥

All days written below the cut:

1. Cat 2. Angel 3. Alien 4. Scare Crow 5. Barbie 6. Toddler Costume 7. Grim Reaper 8. Movie Character 9. Clown 10. Toady 11. Infant Costume 12. Super Hero 13. Candy 14. Witch / Wizard 15. Vampire 16. Child Costume 17. Creepy Twins 18. Super Villain 19. Ghost 20. Mythical Creature 21. Werewolf 22. Angel of Darkness 23. Devil 24. Occupations 25. Funny Costume 26. Evil Doll 27. PlantSim 28. Adult Costume 29. Zombie 30. Sexy Costume 31. Serial Killer

[benevolentthorn]

ryan erzahler head canons!! (and maybe some rylan?🗣️🗣️)

Hey anon thanks for the ask! I’m just gonna do the Ryan headcanons in this post and make a separate post right after this one for Rylan because it would be way too long of a post for me to include both here LOL. I hope you enjoy!

Ryan Erzahler headcanons

This sounds really basic but I think Ryan’s favorite food would be pizza. He especially loves a good surpreme pizza.

For a sweet treat, Ryan really loves warm chocolate chip cookies! He especially loves making them with Sarah every Friday night :)

Ryan is really into horror movies, especially classic horror. His favorite movies are Texas chainsaw massacre, the original halloween, hellraiser, alien and the Friday the 13th series.

Ryan’s favorite time of year is fall and he loves Halloween! While Ryan isn’t typically into parties, he goes to at least one Halloween party every year and shows up in the most elaborate costume out of everyone. On Halloween night, he doesn’t go to any parties because he takes Sarah trick or treating. He also likes to help Sarah make a Halloween costume.

Ryan also loves a nice rainy day. He likes to cozy up with a good book, music and a lit candle.

He loves warm, spicy scents like patchouli and cinnamon.

Ryan also loves earthy scents, like pine, sandalwood and the smell of rain.

Ryan loves survival horror video games. Some of his favorites series are dead space, silent hill, resident evil, and the evil within.

Ryan owns a pair of Tripp Nyc pants and they’re his favorite pants ever.

In general, Ryan’s fashion style is reminiscent of late 90s/early 2000s mall goth. He likes to shop at hot topic but he also loves thrifting and altering clothes.

He paints his nails black from time to time.

Ryan and Abi have been close friends since childhood and first met each other at camp.

Ryan plays bass guitar in his free time.

Ryan had a childhood crush on Zak Bagans from ghost adventures

Ryan has a septum and eyebrow piercing, along with multiple ear piercings.

Surprisingly, Ryan does not have any tattoos. However, he would love to get a large one on his back someday.

His favorite colors are dark purple, grey and black.

He likes to wear black eyeliner and mascara on some occasions.

His favorite music genres are nu metal and 2000s rock. Some of his favorite bands are Deftones, Korn, Slipknot, linkin park, System of a Down, creed, three days grace, evanescence, kittie, tool and static-x. Also likes some smaller alternative bands like title fight and quannic.

Post game, Ryan becomes highly claustrophobic (due to when he had to hide from Bobby when being chased by him) and he gets panic attacks and nausea from being in tight spaces.

Ryan also hates anyone other than Dylan touching his sides. It reminds him too much of when he was stabbed by Bobby.

While I think all of the counselors would suffer from depression, anxiety and PTSD post-game, Ryan would especially get hit with the worst depression. Growing up, Ryan’s father was not in his life and while he loves his grandparents his grandfather couldn’t be much of a father figure to him. Him and Chris had a father-son-like bond. Shooting him was as painful for him as losing a parent.

Post game, Ryan decides to go to school in Boston, Massachusetts for animation.

As an adult, I feel like he would become a television show animator for adult swim or Comedy Central and would create an adult cartoon series.

[princesssarisa]

Yesterday I visited Pacific Grove, because the annual store-to-store Trick or Treat took place on Lighthouse Ave. Every year I love to see the array of Halloween costumes.

The costumes I saw this year:

*Two inflatable SpongeBobs.

*Several Jack Skellingtons and Sallys, one inflatable Oogie Boogie, and one trio of kids consisting of Jack, a gorgeous Sally complete with face makeup, and the Mayor – I've never seen a kid dressed as him before!

*One adult couple dressed as a hot dog and a bottle of ketchup, another couple dressed as a carton of milk and a cookie, and another couple dressed as two slices of pizza.

*Continuing the food theme, a girl dressed as a taco.

*A couple dressed in chef costumes as Linguini and Colette from Ratatouille and their baby in a rat costume as Remy.

*A dad dressed as Gandalf and his little girl dressed as Frodo. At another point I also saw a preteen boy in the same Gandalf costume.

*A little girl dressed as Princess Jasmine, with adult family members dressed as the Genie and the Magic Carpet. (I couldn't see if there was an Aladdin in the group too or not.)

*A girl wearing a gray fox mask from Spirit Halloween, paired with a cute pink skirt, resulting in a very perky, feminine fox.

*Many different-looking witches in assorted colors.

*Several kids in inflatable "alien abduction" costumes, and one boy in a variant on the same idea, with Frankenstein's Monster apparently carrying him in a box.

*Pirates and pirate wenches of all ages.

*Two little Dorothys and one adult Tin Man, but no Wizard of Oz Scarecrows (there were a few scarecrow costumes, but not the one from Oz) or Cowardly Lions.

*Glinda from Wicked, movie version. The movie's not even out yet, but the costumes are already available!

*A girl in a lightly blood-spattered ghost bride costume.

*A woman dressed as the Tooth Fairy – a white fairy costume with a picture of a tooth on the bodice and on the end of her magic wand.

*Two preteen cowgirls together, one butch and one femme one in a tomboyish outfit, the other in a skirt.

*A few little Elmos, though no other Sesame Street characters.

*A few Ghostbusters.

*One medieval knight.

*One ninja and several Ninja Turtles.

*One Darth Vader, but surprisingly, no other Star Wars costumes.

*Many dragons and dinosaurs, including one inflatable T-Rex.

*Several Hogwarts students, including multiple Harrys and Hermiones.

*The emotions from Inside Out. By far the most popular was Disgust – I saw quite a few little girls dressed as her – but I also saw one little Joy with her parents dressed as Sadness and Anger, and another mom dressed as Sadness too.

*Most of the Disney Princesses: many Elsas, one Anna (a red-haired toddler whose blonde older sister wore an Elsa costume), a few Cinderellas, two Belles, one or two Auroras, one or two Ariels, the aforementioned Jasmine, one Moana, and one Snow White.

*A girl dressed as Cruella de Vil, with her little sister dressed as a dalmatian.

*Two girls dressed as Minnie Mouse, but no Mickeys.

*A girl dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, showing that some kids still appreciate the non-Disney fairy tales.

*A few creepy clowns.

*Among the very little kids, a few police officers and firefighters, and one train conductor.

*A few ladybugs and bumblebees among the toddler girls.

*A few butterflies, since Pacific Grove is "butterfly town."

*A man dressed as Santa Claus and a woman dressed as the Grinch.

[drfirsnogayny]

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[clownery-blog]

It got deleted when I tried to answer the ask so here's my rant about chuck e cheese again

I don't know how to tell people the "lore" of things without specific questions so I'm gonna try to section a few rants about some of my favorite things relating to it

First specifically Helen Henny, she's my favorite character. This is my favorite animatronic of her and probably my favorite inside and outside of chuck e cheese in general

I just like it a lot, a close second for my favorite of her is probably her portrait animatronic, I think she out of any characters was reimagined the most, being one of the ones to be aged down significantly in the 1990s because they didn't want to abandon how relatable and loveable Mitzi was to young girls. despite that there actually aren't that many different plushie designs you'll find of her being sold(although there's still plenty), it's mostly the 2014 design with little alteration compared to chuck and such.

I have a plush of her, which is my favorite one of her and I was so happy when I got it

This is her and my chuck e plushie, I love them both especially because they both have silly guitars

Jasper and munch are best friends canonically and have a really funny dynamic but it depends on from where

Jasper has the best walk around out of any of them I think, all of his are incredibly accurate to himself

Heres that picture of Jasper and munch's very first walk arounds, I think munch's got replaced in like a year

I like all of Jasper's animatronics but the portrait has to be my favorite, I'm mostly biased because I like his banjo more than the cheese guitar, it just makes more sense to me (all animatronic bands have to have one country singer)

Mr munch is an alien from a planet made of pizza and when I wrote this the first time I took a break to re read the comic that was revealed in, which is hilarious btw I love that comic

(I might make a whole post about some of the comics if anyone wants me to I oveE them so much)

Pasqually's pretty cool but I think his current design is incredibly boring, he was already a pretty obvious stereotype but there's nothing wrong with his character or his older designs

He didn't originally have an instrument, opposite to Helen who originally had a ukulele (acoustic guitar? Can't remember) he had that silly pizza thing on his hand (I love his portrait so much)

In his prototype he didn't have drums he had a little table with pizza dough and bowls and rolling pins etc and I think it would've been really cool if he just pretended to make pizza while singing, I like the idea. (Not to say I don't like him with drums)

Would definitely be my favorite animatronic if it was ever real

He's played by a real person in the movie despite having a walk around costume which is an obvious choice for obvious reasons but I just love the detail, his actors great too

My favorite chuck animatronic, if not the plastic one is probably most studio c animatronics, especially this one

He's a popular choice and this guy specifically I think was just for this awards show, but I love him

My favorite era with chuck is probably tux if not avenger, I like most versions of him. I went as avenger chuck for Halloween last year, it was really fun I liked my costume, A lot of little kids shouted at me which was fun, one adult woman laughed at me

I do like most eras for him, ptt chuck had a good personality, I favor tux & avengers designs, and I'm not voicing my opinion about rockstar chuck because everyone is very open about their opinions and I wouldn't like to be repetitive.

All of his walk arounds are great btw if I didn't mention, my favorite is this articulated one they used for commercials

(I love this commercial, I love chuck e cheese commercials they're so entertaining)

Anyway There's not a lot to say about him that's not common knowledge

I don't know a lot about Bella, but I really do like her

I don't have alot to say but I thought it'd be awful not to include her since I talked about the rest of the main cast

I wanted to add some of the puppets and walk arounds but since I can't post anymore pictures, here's just a picture of four of them

(from the movie)

I didn't really know what to talk about so these are all just random things, I have other entire posts I thought of while writing this and I might just start posting about this stuff

I wanted to talk about the comics and the walk around characters and the merchandise and the movie and the other characters who aren't a part of the current band and the games and the commercials and the puppets and the other animatronics, I have a lot to say

[capybaraonabicycle]

Trick

Or treat

?

🎃

Woah, you scared me there! :)

Since you're the first trick or treater, you'll get a full drabble (well not an actual drabble, it's 811 words) of a scene I have had in my head for about a year now. I hope you like it!

Rating: Gen

Genre: Fluff and a little bit of angst

Warnings: mention of trauma, deliberate mis-identification of species

[ID: gif of Dan calling after a trick-or-treater to leave his house alone in the Halloween Apocalypse. end ID]

Dan had had his good share of Halloween visits. Friendly and cute ones with little children all dressed up in colourful costumes, annoying ones of teens and adults who were mostly looking to prank him, and once he had been abducted by a grumpy space dog. What he hadn't experienced yet - and frankly he would have given half the world to avoid the experience - was opening the door on halloween night, expecting trick-or-treaters and coming face to face with a Dalek.

He didn't scream, he didn't think, merely froze and the primary thought in his head was "my parents are upstairs". He wasn't quite sure whether that was a concern because they would be in danger right after his inevitable extermination or because he could have used them at his side - they had proven to be remarkably efficient alien hunters with the Sontarans after all. Just that Sontarans weren't even half as scary as the tincan currently training its gun at him.

"TRICK OR TREAT" the Dalek demanded and Dan did a double take.

"What?" he managed to get out and it was quite stupid probably, arguing with a killing machine instead of - you know - running away, but he was too puzzled to do anything else.

"TRICK OR TREAT" the Dalek repeated. "I HEARD YOU HAD SWEETS, IDIOT."

"Idiot?" Dan repeated in confusion. "That doesn't sound like a Dalek. That sounds like…"

Now that he paid closer attention, it wasn't a metal casing in front of him. Merely some cheap cardboard painted to look like a Dalek that someone had stuck a plunger and a whisk onto. And that voice, it was a good imitation, he had to give him that, but it had changed a bit on the last sentence, taking on the gruff undertone of -

"Karvanista?" he asked incredulously. "Is that you?"

"Well done, human" his dog soulmate-or-whatever appeared behind the Dalek mock-up. "You're smarter than you look, after all. Not like that's hard."

"Missed you too" Dan said fondly, but then he glared. "But did you have to scare me like that!"

"Come on" Karvanista boasted. "It was hilarious. You should have seen your face! Priceless."

"What are you doing here, anyway?" Dan asked. "Aren't you off, flying around the universe with Vinder and Bel?"

"Aren't you off, flying around the universe with the Doctor and Yaz?" Karvanista mimicked him mockingly and Dan shrugged.

"Touché" he admitted. "But seriously? Do I have to expect a big dog at my doorstep for every Halloween now?"

"I am not a dog" Karvanista growled. "I'm a Lupar!"

"Yeah, yeah" Dan said dismissively.

Karvanista rolled his eyes. "Can I come in now?"

"Jury's still out" Dan teased, although he was, of course, more than happy to welcome his friend.

Karvanista let the Dalek costume drop to the floor, revealing a steaming bowl in his other paw. "I've brought food."

"Well in that case" Dan opened the door wide, letting Karvanista step inside. At least he had the manners to wipe his boots on the doormat while sniffing the new surroundings curiously.

"This will be the most awkward 'meet the parents' in the history of the universe" Dan muttered, closing the door behind them. He could already hear someone approaching the stairs on the upper floor. "Not like we're dating or anything."

"Obviously" Karvanista agreed. "No offence, but I can do better."

"No offence?" Dan repeated incredulously. "You can't just say 'no offence' and then say something offensive like it's fine!"

"I just did, keep up" Karvanista pressed the bowl of food into Dan's hands. "Now be a good human and bring this into the kitchen while I say hello to your parents. I hope they are more agreeable than you."

"No way I am leaving them alone with you!" Dan said. "I don't need my parents abducted!"

Karvanista rolled his eyes. "They're not my assigned humans, remember? You are. Although technically, all of Earth are my assigned humans now but I am choosing to ignore that. You can fend for yourselves for all I care."

"I am sorry" Dan said softly putting a hand onto Karvanista's arm. He hadn't meant to bring up the death of the Lupari.

"Yeah, whatever" Karvanista huffed but he didn't shake off the hand. "Are you going to bring the food to the kitchen now? It won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Sure" Dan agreed. "Just, come with me, maybe. My parents are tough, but they shouldn't have to face a giant dog in the hallway by themselves."

"Not a dog" Karvanista growled but he followed him into the kitchen readily.

"By the way" Dan said while setting the bowl onto the counter. "Thank you for showing up for Halloween, it's nice to have you 'round."

"Course I'd come, idiot" Karvanista said, elbowing him fondly. "It's our day after all."

Happy Halloween!

[the-robot-bracket]

TOM propaganda:

"He's voiced by Steve Blum, he likes anime and he respects women."

"The coolest robot you'll ever meet once a week. No really. Toonami is program block that usually hosts anime but is for action cartoons in general and is on Adult Swim ever Saturday night/Sunday morning (12am-usually 3 or 4am). Anyway, here's some stuff about him specifically. He's voiced by Steve Blum doing his Spike Spiegal voice but was originally voiced by Sonny Strait. And the reason for more than one voice actor isn't just 'they decided to change his voice'. No, they gave that decision its own lore. See, T.O.M. has several different incarnations (there are T.O.M.s 1-6) that usually come to be when the current incarnation gets killed during one of the stories they show that provide said lore. He went from voiced by Sonny Strait as T.O.M. 1 pre-The Intruder, the first of these stories, to voiced by Steve Blum as T.O.M. 2-current.

Some examples of these stories have been: blob/slime like monster invades his ship and essentially eats him, his ship gets stuck in a tractor beam of a trash compactor ship that's running on pure autopilot, a sentient computer virus infects his ship (along with its AI and his best friend) so he jacks into the mainframe to fight it, that same blob/slime monster comes back years later but intelligent after his first body was properly assimilated into it, planet he and his AI friend are stranded on is threatening to implode onto itself and they have to find a way off before they go with it, the new ship they got during the last adventure gets zapped by alien lighting (? idk it was a nebulous storm that acted almost virus like) and there's time travel shenanigans involved and everyone is traumatized a bit, their ship gets hacked and forced to come the space station where robots that look just like T.O.M. are being made as...basically slave labor bots and he has to work to shut the place down and free them. They also get incredibly traumatized in that one too, but because of how little story there's been since then you wouldn't be able to tell by first glance.

Anyway, he also looks cool, with his third incarnation being the fan favorite for having a shape that looks like it has muscles? IDK man. He usually just has a 'visor' for a face, taking place where a human's facial features would go...except for one time he had both eyes and mouth which fans didn't like. I don't mind that incarnation though cuz I grew up with him. Plus, through means we still don't have the full answer to, that incarnation has actually been revealed to be like a twin/clone of the aforementioned T.O.M. 3. Like they have the same memories up until their 'birth' and stuff. For his current body (and honestly my favorite cuz he looks cool :)) T.O.M. 6, he has a cool feature with his visor in which projected images can be shown through, like when they had him wearing a digital costume during Halloween two years in a row that had a flaming jack o' lantern on it.

Personality wise- he's sardonic and cool, but actually also a big nerd. He's also a very loyal friend. If you were his best friend and got corrupted by evil, he'd try literally everything before taking action against you (like he did in aforementioned story about time travel). This loyalty could also be a bad thing as sometimes he puts his loved ones' needs over his own, letting himself get sacrificed so the others can get to safety. He's also an avid gamer. One who canonically raged quit Dark Souls and threw a game out the airlock cuz he couldn't get past one of the levels no matter how many times he tried.

A karaoke program insulted his singing during one of the stories and for years fans (or at least I was) were convinced because of this that he couldn't sing until an intro for the block like last year where he sang like five seconds of a sea shanty and it sounded pretty good.

Uhhh what else... IDK man I just really like him... I love this traumatized weeb robot in space and hopefully this all was a good reasoning as to why. He's so cool. Look up 'Toonami Total Immersion Events' if you can, those are the stories I mentioned."

[magicmindless]

I don’t have a special name for this headcanon list

-Wally used to be a fisherman for cargos and stuff

-Penny has a hidden talent where she has a really good aim when it comes to shooting or hurling projectiles. While starting her job at Freezeria, Alberto kicked a soccer ball at her head accidentally, and being annoyed she kicked it back square in his balls on accident

-Nick is a decent swimmer and has a pool at home. It also has a jacuzzi which he likes to hang out in whenever he’s stressed

-Taylor is working towards a degree in psychology so he can be a therapist

-There have been multiple times where Johnny has been reported “missing” by his friends after 24 hours. Usually he’ll be found after reported in a couple hours tops and he’s usually either gathering wood or he’s just chilling

-Vincent likes inflatable costumes and wears one every Halloween. He also used to use them to embarrass Sasha while picking her up from school. His favorite one is one of an alien abducting him

-Drakson used to be part of a gang in high school, but with the help of proper adult figures he managed to leave the gang with minimal harm done and turn his life around. He now helps his dad run a trinket shop, usually filled with pirate-themed items

-Also Drakson is a big fucking DND nerd and so is his dad so the store also sells dice, game pieces, and medieval looking stuff

-The area around Mocharia is said to be haunted. Sometimes the street lights would randomly burn out for periods of time even if the bulbs were brand new or the trees would rustle with not even a breeze. Inside the Mocharia, the workers would sometimes find cups dropped on the floor with no explanation.

-Treble has dyed their hair multiple times before. People still think their hair is dyed right now but the burgundy is actually natural

-Chase takes care of snakes and other reptiles and also works as an educator in this department which first started as a way to teach people not to be afraid of snakes. He does like to talk about other reptiles of course, along with other animals that people are commonly afraid of like tarantulas.

-Moe likes Roy romantically though he hasn’t said anything yet, mainly because of the whole super villain thing he’s doing right now and he wouldn’t want that to interfere with a relationship

-Mary likes sitting or lying on the floor a lot whenever she’s doing anything like working or relaxing at home doing something

-Skyler is in constant agony over student debt, however she promised her parents she’d pay it all so she’s just gotta stick it out

-A customer losing in the final round of Papa’s Next Chef tournaments is the equivalent of a VERY close call to ending up in some sort of situation where they end up working for Papa Louie in their world. If they were a semifinal loser then it’s just further. If they lost in the first division then they had no chance

-Simone wants to be a voice actress for animations and such, and the preferred character archetype she’d like to play is the villain or antihero, but she’d be up for anything

-Pastrami can find people he’s familiar with through their voice and scent which helps him find Skip or anyone else he likes if he gets lost. He likes being held by mostly anyone, but if he doesn’t like someone, then he’ll bite them.

-Duke considers the Nowtime News crew to be found family but he prefers not to say it because he doesn’t want them getting any ideas

[pixelwixard]

Store Trek: Halloween to Holiday

Well, I went ahead and did it. I already posted the AO3 listing for it, but just in case you don't do the AO3 thing, here is the first chapter in all its glory. My original document, and what I posted on AO3, used left and right alignments to differentiate who was texting, but I don't know how to do that on Tumblr, so in this post I just labeled each text or group of texts. Read more under the cut!

Summary:

It's Halloween. You know what that means? TIME TO PUT UP THE WINTER HOLIDAY DECORATIONS! That's retail for you, dudes. Carol Freeman, the manager of Storefleet #2380, texts her daughter Beckett Mariner to come in for an overnight shift. Corporate wants those holiday decorations up YESTERDAY. Seriously, they didn't even want to wait until November. Beta shift is their only hope. This is the beginning of Store Trek.

Notes:

Okay, this is my first attempt at an AU. They say write what you know, and I know retail, and I love the show Superstore, so why not use some of its DNA to alter Star Trek Lower Decks according to my whims? Let's see how long I keep this series going. I'll do my best! This is in the form of a text chain, and I tried to format it accordingly. I hope it comes through okay.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Freeman gathers Beta Shift for the Overnighter

[The text chain between Beckett Mariner (Department Lead) and Carol Freeman (store manager of Storefleet #2380), began 8:13 PM on 10/31/20XX, retrieved from Mariner's phone]

Contact: Mom-Ager

Freeman:

Can you come in for an overnight shift  tonight?

Mariner:

Ooh, sorry, can’t. Out of town.

Freeman:

I saw your Instagram post. You’re at  Jennifer’s Halloween party. She lives two blocks from the store.

Mariner:

Fine. Ooh, sorry, can’t. Don't want to.

Freeman:

Beckett.

Let me be clear.

You’re coming in for an overnight shift tonight.

Mariner:

What could we possibly be doing that  needs to be done tonight?

Freeman:

The holiday decorations need to be  put out.

Mariner:

Are you freaking serious? It’s not even November yet.

Freeman:

But it will become November during your shift. Hence why you’re putting out the decorations.

Mariner:

See, this is why I hate the holiday season.

No time to breathe.

You should be able to enter a turkey coma on Thanksgiving, THEN wake up to the holiday crap.

Freeman:

Look, I’m not saying I disagree with the spirit of what you’re saying. It’s not up to me. This is from Corporate.

Mariner:

Can’t someone else do it?

Freeman:

Everyone else who isn’t already coming in is at Halloween parties.

Mariner:

I’M at a Halloween party!

Freeman:

MARINER

You’re a Department Lead now. That  means more responsibility. Sometimes, you’re going to have to leave the party early like an adult.

Mariner:

UGH

FINE

But I’m gonna be wearing my costume

Freeman:

I couldn’t care less what you wear. Shift starts at 11. You’ll have Boimler, Tendi, Rutherford, and T'Lyn with you.

Mariner:

You better be bringing us donuts when you open the store tomorrow. Proper bribery is the least you could do.

Freeman:

We’ll see. You look great in your costume, by the way. Just like Uhura.

Mariner:

Shut up, I know it.

End Notes:

You made it to the end! I'm so proud of you. I originally wrote Mariner's text grammar as much looser, as I think her text style would actually be. She has no time for capitalization and punctuation! She's too busy kicking ass and secretly hanging around the warp core. Even though that makes sense, I changed my mind and just made everything grammatically correct, for the most part. It's just how I prefer it. If you want to imagine a few emojis thrown in there, I won't stop you. A note for the future: I am not completely sure how I'm going to be handling aliens or other normal Trek stuff. Part of me WANTS to just have a bunch of aliens in an otherwise normal setting. Maybe that's what will happen. We'll see. I am leaning towards this because I really want to have a convenience store called FerengiMart, and I'd rather have it staffed with actual Ferengi.

Series this work belongs to:

Part 1 of Store Trek

[clarktooncrossing]

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK! There is a madness deep in the dark catacombs of Castle Clarkenstein. For years these claustrophobic corridors have been the home of the ghoulish giraffe himself, watching as the world passes by. He prefers it this way. It gives him more time alone with the voices. The voices tell him many strange things. Yet they always come back to one: make more monsters! Everyday they tell him this. Everyday he is unable to comply. Hey, being a mad scientist on a budget means he can’t afford the fancy scientific equipment needed to breathe life into newborn abominations. Guy’s gotta afford pizza somehow. Luckily, he has discovered a way of sorts to please the voices. During all those years of watching, Dr. Clarkenstein noticed a particular pattern. Every night during October saw artists posting new pictures based on peculiar prompts. Many of them based on children of the night. While the spotted specter might not be able to craft new zombies, he can sure as heck sketch’m! As such, I provide this friendly warning to you all now: Be afraid. Few people can survive the horrors that are DUDELZ of the Damned!

By that I mean I decided to do my own take on Sketchtober this year just minus the prompts. Anybody gotta problem with that? Tough, cuz I already drew this crap so you might as well check it out.

Octoberfair has returned to Clarksburg! Based on the German festival of a similar name, adults are invited to partake in food and beer sampling while the kids run around and play. Since this is an Americanized version of the event, naturally the events lean heavily on Halloween theming more than fall itself. Hence carnival attractions like The Haunted House, Down the Zombie, a FEARis Wheel, and of course the Creepy Corn Maze! It’s here we find Bumper and Xena, the two out to have fun as Crocie feeds on pumpkin-spiced funnel cake in the main tent. Bumper would’ve stayed with his fat friend for it not for Xena presenting her pal with a wager. Should he escape the corn maze before her, without the aid of any of his phantom powers, he may pick their Halloween costumes for this year. Having the perfect costumes in mind, Bumper accepted his alien friend’s terms, thinking this would be a piece of pumpkin pie. About a minute in was enough to prove the little ghoul wrong. He was constantly set upon by scare actors whenever he wasn’t lost in the paths of corn. Just as the floating marshmallow was about to throw in the towel, a rustling noise made its way through the stalks. His fear was immediately replaced by interest when the source of the noise turned out to be a black cat named Kiki. Like always, it didn’t take long for Bumper to befriend the feline, who led Bumper out of the maze. Xena followed close behind, congratulating her best buddy on a job well done. When asked how he did it, the ghost revealed he had some help. Yet when he turned to introduce Xena to Kiki, the cat was gone. What happened to her?

Who knows, cuz she’s not gonna be a recurring character. Sorry folks, the Samp Gang doesn’t need a pet. Their quota of mostly silent, largely adorable companions has already been met by the giggling lil’ ghouly himself. Adding a cat to the mix would just complicate things and draw attention away from our main four heroes. If I’m feeling nice I’ll have Kiki pop up in future Halloween pictures, but for now I just wanted to draw Bumper being friendly to a black cat. Personally I’ve always thought it was weird how they were associated with bad luck when they’re such adorable fuzzballs. Considering Crocie’s stories are about finding kindred spirits in the most peculiar places, I figured a black cat would fit the bill nicely. Of course I had to name it after one of my favorite cartoon witches, but I had trouble deciding on either Luz or Kiki. Only after I ran the names and sketch by my friend @the-pale-servant did I settle for Kiki. I hope you all enjoy her and this DUDEL!

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[fairykukla]

So here's the story:

When I got to be That Age where adults start to tell you you're getting "too old for Trick or Treat", I was babysitting in the neighborhood. So I offered to "take the younger kids around,"

This is a win-win-win situation:

I look noble and responsible for taking care of the younger kids, and no one tells me I'm "too old," they pat me on the head and give me extra candy.

The younger kids think I'm rad as hell and they're stoked to go around at night, without their parents. Plus I taught them all fantastic tricks.

The parents of the kids get to hang out at a low key Halloween party and don't have to trudge around.

But then, alas, I ran out of kids to take around. I graduated high school and did without track or treating for many years.

That is, until I started dating a guy with two kids. So I started Trick or Treating again, this time as an enthusiastic parent figure. The kids were thrilled that their Dad and I always dressed up to match them, every year.

One year a friend of mine came by hoping to join in on trick or treat, but we had already finished our round and delivered the kids to their mom's neighborhood. She was really disappointed, but I was struck with an idea: why not just... Go trick or treating? It was one of those odd windows where the kids were all too old or too young, and several neighbors had commented that there weren't very many this year. I had bought two rubber alien masks as a gift for a collector, so I got them out, put us in black robes, grabbed a couple of orange bags and out we went. I knew which houses had candy, having just done the circuit, so we were efficient. "You kids be careful out there, it's getting a little bit late."

After the kids moved away with their mom, I lamented my lost trick or treating, but then we bought a house in a family neighborhood and I started throwing the best Halloween party. I put out a hearty dinner buffet, put spooky movies on the projector, and had everyone come over. After we ate, I gathered all the kids and asked which adults wanted to chaperone the kiddos for trick or treat. One year, a half dozen adults volunteered, none of which had kids. I also kept a box of fun costume pieces, for the kids that showed up without a costume. I had goofy glasses, eye patches and paper pirate hats, a variety of half masks, etc. if a kid didn't have a costume I'd let them pick an accessory.

We did that for about 5 years or so, and when we moved I started volunteering for Trunk or Treat.

Now my nephews are trick or treating, and one of them was born on Halloween! So I'm back to dressing to match and walking the circuit with the kiddos!

HALLOWEEN IS MY JAM.

And I have never, ever imposed any limits. If you show up, in costume, and say "Trick or Treat" you get treats.

[maridiayachtclub]

i was listening to therapy gecko the other day, he was during a viewer Q&A, and he had something interesting to say about holidays: that he doesn't really celebrate them much because, as a single dude without any kids who doesn't really do a lot of local social stuff, holidays don't really impact his life much. there's not a lot of reason to celebrate them himself and there's this pressure to do something flashy and special in celebration that sucks a lot of the fun out of it.

and i've been kinda in that state with Halloween for a while. like, obviously i love halloween, the aesthetics are top-tier, the concept of dressing up and being silly and having fun and eating candy and listening to songs about monsters are all great. there's a lot of money involved but this feels like the only holiday where the main point is to have fun, or at least the one that gets closest.

but like, there isn't a lot to do in my life about it. make sure trick or treaters are well-received, i guess, but my neighborhood has had relatively few for several years now, typically no more than two dozen. but i haven't had cause to dress up myself since i was a kid, and i don't have my own kids to entertain. it's just kinda like... something other people do.

also, as much as i like the spooky monster theme, i'm sort of thinking about spooky monsters all year round. i'm not gonna stop thinking vampires are cool in november or something. so halloween has sort of lost a bit of its novelty to me as well.

i dunno, i just feel alienated from the whole thing. but maybe that's part of being an adult; in thinking about this tonight, I'm now realizing that my real affection for the holiday was when i was a kid or young adult, and i could look back and remember each previous iteration with greater clarity. big events defined by all the brouhaha of trick or treating, with costumes and candy and all that stuff. i guess all holidays felt like big sweeping life-outlining events that way.

so maybe i should stop worrying about halloween in particular because this is just some of that human condition bullshit that i keep getting subjected to despite my ongoing and strenuous protest