#happy BOOptober

[helicrazy]

His job is done.

[xxv-sy-vxx]

WoW

Thank you for the BOOps! Much kindess i am receiv ng more as we speak

[frigidarchivist]

Go on. Partake. Enjoy your boops. After all... it might just be your last.

[the-golden-comet]

✨🌈Reblog if it is okay to spam you with spooky boops!🌈✨

[brain-rot-express]

Well its been a spooky one. Boopageddon shall end soon and it has been great. To everyone i have booped or that has booped me Thank You. To those that i did not boop, i apologize for missing that opportunity. I will now have to go back to real life where i write papers for my classes and pray that i still get to graduate in December. Happy Halloween and a Merry Boopmas to all ❤️

[auroraapple22]

Happy Halloween, my friends. Thank you so much for celebrating with me and spreading boops all around. 🎃 👻🎃👻🎃👻

[strawberry-sticky-autism]

We are so back-

[frostbitepandaaaaa]

firgured it would be fun to reblog this on the 1 year anniversay of the day it was supposed to be posted. (don't look at the date it was actually posted-- do not do that)

Such a Being Within, a very late Whumptober fic

hiiiiiii! this is awkward, but hey... it's fucking done.

i could ramble about this fic for forever, but what i really need to do is thank @sacrificethemtothesquid, as it is her beautiful writing and her beautiful fic Glow, that inspired this story. thank you, thank you, thank you, my dear, for absolutely everything.

PREVIEW

Truth be told, she’s not all that familiar with fallout. What it actually is. The mechanics of it or how it works. Its specific symptoms or consequences. Or even, really, how one could fall victim to it. It has always been a bit of a mystic, distant threat in that way. But Jyn had been trained from a very young age by Saw Gerrera that fallout was not something to be taken lightly. That it is invisible, insidious and undetectable— unable to be dealt with by any sort of conventional means. And that, most importantly, fallout is a poison of a different ilk— one that rips through flesh and bone like a thousand blaster bolts. Unseen, unheard and unscented— only felt. Usually, only after it was too late.

And here is Cassian knelt in front of her, telling her that the parts that they had traded for in that fucking burn-mark of a trading post, the parts he had carried and loaded under his own fucking arm and into their prowler, the parts that had lain silent and unassuming behind his seat during their journey... had been firing those thousands of blaster bolts right into him for nearly four hours.

She feels very, very cold and it has nothing to do with the wind.

“Need... need to get it out of the prowler...” Cassian states, gritting his teeth. “But we don’t—“

Jyn lurches to her feet, feeling a bit outside of herself, goes to do his bidding. A task. Yes, a task... a possible solution. That is what she needs to focus on right now. Banishing the poisonous payload nestled in their prowler. That surely would help. Get it as far away—

“Don’t!” Cassian cries, holding a hand out to stop her. “Don’t go near it... get... get something—“ he halts, heaves again into the dirt.

She swallows back the slow crawl of bile in her throat, goes to get his rifle, lashed to the roof. She hooks the tip of it through the mesh of the bag, drags it out of the rear hatch and flings it into the desert.

Jyn looks at the distant shadow of it, seeming no more than an unassuming scrap of stone in the swirling sands. It’s ridiculous... this pile of rusted metal being a host to such a potent parasite. She marches forward to fling it even further into the waste.

“Should bury it,” she proposes as she returns to Cassian.

He shakes his head, arm curled around his middle. “Too risky. You can’t go near it, Jyn—“

“But what if someone else—“

“You can’t!” Cassian shouts and the look in his face halts her, makes her want to fall upon the earth and scream in fear or fury she can’t really be sure. She’s looking at the face of a man watching the woman he loves inch toward a cliff’s edge. “Promise me, Jyn!”

Her teeth clench around a cry of anguish. “I promise,” she chokes out. He closes his eyes in relief, sags over his folded knees as he tries to catch his breath.

Cassian’s desperate concern for her reflects harshly, unforgivingly, back onto him and Jyn’s entire being quakes in terrible realization.

read it on ao3!

[lorata]

happy birthday callista you would have loved booptober

[xxv-sy-vxx]

tHis is my first(!) BOOptober! YippEE!

I am haviNG so much Fun. Much bettwr THn sweeties sned psot sendp ost sen

[paldean-champ]

HAPPY BOOPTOBER EVERYONE!!! FEEL FREE TO SPAM!!

[the-golden-comet]

Man, life sure has gotten busy! I hope nothing happens on Tumblr while I’m—

(Boop-O-Meter is brought back)

……

Commence the booping.

[luzwastaken]

happy Halloween and BOOptober !! :D

[enchantedlandcoffee]

HAPPY BOOPTOBER

[brain-rot-express]

Happy Halloween and Happy Booptober to all!

[dinkdonkjoolian]

happy day of the dead, diwali, and halloween to anybody celebrating! happy anything else im forgetting as well! happy booptober mooties, i love ya and i hope you're having a lovely day/night! mwah! festive fall wishes from dinkdonkjoolian ^_^