#happy spooktober haha

[lilidawnonthemoon]

[moonchild9350]

Three Wishes

Summary: You find a vessel one day and unsure of what it is you take it home. Later, the being within informs you that you get three wishes only to change your fate forever. But, there's no warning to tell you to be careful what you wish for...

Pairing: Genie Jisung x gn reader

Genre: psychological thriller, angst

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: mention of supernatural people/actions (?), anxiety, panic attack, implied death (murder), everyone is just a dick

Notes: another installment for spooktober! A spin off the old classic of genie in a bottle haha.

If you enjoyed this, please like, comment, and reblog, it makes my day ♡

Divider by @saradika-graphics

Please do not copy, translate, modify, use, or repost this work elsewhere without my permission. ©moonchild9350 (2024)

If you try to cure evil with evil you will add more pain to your fate. -Sophocles

It was a chilly night, the wind blowing, causing you to pull your jacket closer around your body. You were walking fast, trying to get home safely, the city not known to be the safest after sunset. As you walked, you came across a shiny object that was leaning against the concrete wall. Getting a closer look, you realized it was a vessel of some sort.

Against your better judgment, you picked up the item, and turned it around, looking at the ornate details. You thought it was a pretty trinket and decided to pocket it, sliding the vessel into your coat pocket. You continued to hurry home, the thought of a warm drink and your fuzzy socks on your mind.

Later that night as you prepped for bed, you remembered the vessel, settled within your coat pocket. Reaching in, you grabbed the item to inspect it again. You turned it over slowly in your hands, oogling the intricate design.

You ran your hands over the side, feeling the smooth texture. Suddenly, you felt a rumbling within the vessel, the object slightly shaking in your hands. Your eyes widened, unsure if you imagined that the vessel moved. You noticed smoke start to come from the top, drifting up and outwards throughout your room.

You dropped the vessel, it creating a soft thud, as it landed on your carpet. You slowly backed away, watching as it continued to shake again and again until a figure drifted out.

You let out a shriek, terrified at what was in front of you. You felt your heart beat rapidly in your chest, as you sank to the floor, your eyes trained on the being that was now hovering in the air. There was a man, floating from the vessel, his body almost translucent. Surely you were dreaming; yes, definitely a dream.

Frozen in place you watched the man look around, his eyes roaming the room before the harsh orbs landed on you. He took you in as he cracked a smile.

“Why hello friend, thanks for releasing me. I’m Jisung. I can make any wish of yours come true. Be careful, however, because I can only grant three.”

Your brain tried to keep up, as Jisung spoke. Three wishes? Is this a joke? You thought genies in a bottle only occurred in fairy tales. You were stunned, not sure what to say.

After a moment of thought, you said, “Uhhh three wishes?”

“Yes, yes, three wishes. Weren’t you listening?” Jisung snapped.

Jeeze he was moody you thought. It's like he expected you to encounter floating men on a daily basis.

You recovered from your initial shock, sitting up more comfortably. Your heart was still beating rapidly, as you continued to think. Three wishes? What would you wish for? You weren’t really happy, your life full of posers who claim to be your friend. Wouldn’t it be nice to be happy for a change? Is that too much for you to ask Jisung?

Clearing your throat you decided to ask your first wish.

“ I wish to be happy.”

“Consider it done,” Jisung said before disappearing back into the vessel.

’That’s it?’ You thought. Did it work? You had no way of really knowing, not at the moment at least.

You would probably find out tomorrow, as it was the middle of the week and you had to go into the office. Hopefully everything would go as planned.

The next day, you were on your way to work, catching the train as you usually do. You made your way through the car, looking for somewhere to sit. You smiled as you found the perfect spot near a window. Only problem was there were others in your way.

“Excuse me. Can I get through?” You asked, politely smiling at the woman blocking your way.

You expected her to apologize and move, but were shocked when she didn’t budge. The lady did not even spare you a glance. You thought this weird, but maybe she just didn’t hear you.

“Umm excuse me?” You cringed as it came out as more of a question.

The lady still didn’t move or look your way. Weird. You decided to push pass, shuffling your body awkwardly behind her to make your way to the empty seat. After much effort you made it, plopping down with a huff. Why didn’t they at least acknowledge you? Maybe it’s just a fluke, she’s having a bad day and doesn’t want to talk to anyone. You’ve had plenty of those days after all.

Arriving at your building, you made your way to your office. However, security didn’t greet you like they usually do. They didn’t look your way either. You let that slide too. Who says they have to greet you when you walk into a building? You’re no one special.

Once on your floor, you opened the door to the busy office, your coworkers walking quickly to their destinations, their arms full with documents. You made your way to your little cubicle, passing your work friend.

“Hey Mavis,” you said greeting your friend as you sat down.

Mavis didn’t reply as she continued to type, her fingers flying across the keyboard. You thought this weird as she’s usually gushing to you about her day.

“Hey Mavis!” You repeated, popping your head around the divider.

Still nothing. She didn’t look up, reply, or even make a face. She just kept typing. Strange.

You decided to get to work, not letting it get to you. The day passed, as you peacefully completed your tasks. No one bothered you, no one even so much as even looked at you, their eyes glancing behind you if you tried to speak to them. It was nice to a certain extent…until you wanted to chat with someone.

You tried to speak with Mavis, but she kept ignoring you. She ignored your question of if she wants to eat with you, if she wants to grab food after work, if she had the reports for the file that you were working on putting together.

You felt like you couldn’t successfully complete any of your tasks because everyone was ignoring you. Once the end of the day came, you felt defeated, unproductive, and more than a little confused.

You made your way into your apartment, flopping face down onto your bed. Your mind was a mess, a jumble of thoughts causing your head to hurt. Today was odd. You’re not sure why everyone ignored you. A part of you was happy, not really having to interact with people, but you’re not sure how you felt about your colleagues ignoring you, as it effected your job.

Deciding to see how tomorrow goes, you pushed the thoughts to the back of your mind and got ready for bed, snuggling under your warm covers. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep as you fell into a dreamless slumber.

The next day you thought would fare better, however, you were wrong. Those around you continued to ignore you, just as they had the day before. You felt ok about it yesterday not really caring much, but today not so much.

You could feel your anxiety start to take over, wondering what is happening. Is this occurring because of you? Why the sudden change? You racked your brain over the events of the last few days, trying to understand where you could have gone wrong.

You were pacing your apartment, your thoughts like a whirlwind, causing a foggy feeling to descend. Suddenly, you stopped in your tracks. It couldn’t be could it? The only thing that has occurred was finding that vessel on your way home.

You remembered what you wished for, to be happy. You were happy at first, nobody bothering you, getting in your way. However, that feeling slowly dissipated, sadness and loneliness creeping in.

You had to make sure this was the cause of the events of the last few days. Walking over to the counter, you stopped in front of the vessel, eyeing it for any signs of life.

Cautiously, you picked up the object and lightly stroked the side. It started to shake and rumble, just like last time. Instead of dropping it, you placed it down carefully on the counter and took a step back, waiting for Jisung to come out.

A few moments later, smoke drifted from the opening, Jisung materializing in midair.

“Hi doll,” Jisung said, a smirk on his face. “Ready for your second wish?”

You hesitated at his words, thinking for a moment. You could fix this possibly with another wish. But first you wanted to question him about the last few days.

“My first wish was to be happy. Yet, all that’s occurred is that everyone has been ignoring me.”

“Yes, it’s what you wished for. To be happy. Were you not happy the last few days?” Jisung asked.

You thought long and hard. You supposed you were a little happy, but it’s pretty lonely not being able to interact with people, even if it’s just saying hi. Maybe if you knew what people were thinking you could interact appropriately? You weren’t sure if this was the way to go, as it could make everything worse. But you have nothing to lose…right?

You decided to go ahead with the wish.

“I was but I became lonely with no one to talk to. Can I make my second wish?”

“Of course,” Jisung replied, gesturing for you to go on.

“I wish to know what people are thinking.”

“Done.” Jisung said as he disappeared back into the vessel.

Satisfied everything would be great going forward, you went about your day. Tomorrow you would test out the second wish and everything would be much better.

The next day, you got ready for work with renewed vigor, hopeful for the day ahead. You were convinced it would be a good day. Grabbing your stuff, you made your way to work.

As you sat in your seat on the train, you were looking out of the window, staring at the buildings as they passed by. Suddenly, you heard a voice from the lady next to you. It sounded like she was mumbling something.

You tried to ignore her, not wanting to seem like you were eavesdropping, but as she continued to mumble, you couldn’t help it. You listened closer, trying to make out the words.

”god why did they have to sit next to me? That outfit is horrible ugh. What am I going to eat for dinner tonight?”

You sat up straighter, not believing what you heard. Surely she doesn’t mean it, she doesn’t even know you. Maybe she was talking about the girl in the row next to you. You took a moment to listen more closely and were able to start to make out all the voices around you. The words floated around you, each syllable indistinguishable from the next, causing you to feel slightly overwhelmed. You closed your eyes, and rubbed your temples, feeling that familiar pulse that forms when a headache is coming.

At that moment, the train stopped at your exit. You rushed to get off the train, stepping onto the platform. Taking a deep breath, you made your way towards your work place. The whole way there, you could hear voices around you, the words reaching your ears in muffled tones, some words becoming clear every now and then.

You ran the whole way to the building and eventually to your cubicle, not caring who was looking at you as you could hear their thoughts anyway.

“Why are they running? “Oh here y/n comes, weird as always.” “Omg do you see how they look, why bother coming to work? No one likes them anyway.”

Your head throbbed, you could feel tears pricking the corner of your eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. You quickly took a detour to the bathroom, locking yourself in a stall. You felt your breathing pick up, your chest rapidly rising and falling. Your hands began to shake, as you felt the all too familiar sensation of tingling in your hands. You took a deep breath and then another, willing yourself to not panic. Everything would be ok, everything would be fine.

Wiping the tears from your face, you got up and unlocked the door and walked to the sink to check your appearance in the mirror. Your makeup was smudged, streaks of black smeared around your eyes and dripping down your cheeks. You quickly wet a towel and wiped the smears away, leaving your face and eyes red and puffy. ‘Oh well’ you thought, tossing the towels away. There was nothing you could do to remedy the damage.

You left the bathroom and made your way to your desk, not stopping to talk to anyone, not that they wanted to anyway. Sitting down, you settled in, prepping for another busy day. You tried not to listen to the voices around you, the constant mumbling becoming louder as the office filled up with your coworkers.

You began working, making your way through file after file. As time went on, the voices became louder around you,

“Did you see what happened to y/n this morning?” “I can’t believe they keep them on the team, their works are not that good.” “They should just fire them.” “They should just not come back.” “Looks like they have been crying, look how puffy their face is.”

You couldn’t take it anymore, as you felt like you were about to have another panic attack. You had to get out of here now. You’ve made enough progress for the day anyway. Slamming your laptop shut, you packed up your bags and walked to your bosses office. Knocking on the door, you waited until you heard a quiet ‘come in’ from the other side.

Opening the door, you stepped into the office, closing the door softly behind you.

“Hi, I was wondering if I could leave early? I’m umm… not feeling well.” You stared at the ground, not wanting to look at your boss.

Your boss considered your plea for a moment, staring you down with narrowed eyes. Finally they replied, “sure.”

You thanked your boss and made to leave, but not before hearing their voice in your head.

“Don’t bother coming back. Should have fired you long ago.”

You quickly made your way out of the office and took off. You wanted to get out of the building as quickly as possible. You fled toward the train, bumping into those around you, their voices loud and clear in your head. You kept running until you got to the train, boarding the car and sitting down.

You tried to hold the tears, today being too much for you. You decided to quit your job, resolving to find another one to avoid having to hear people’s thoughts, maybe something like working from home. No one wanted to talk with you, no one enjoyed your presence. You needed to speak with Jisung, beg him to take back the last two wishes. You were in no way happy, the second wish backfiring as well. He has to be able to have that ability right?

Once you got home, you set your stuff down and sat on the couch, finally letting the tears fall. You sat and cried for who knows how long until the tears ran out. You felt numb, you mind too exhausted to function at the moment. You wiped your face and took a deep breath. Your hands were shaking, as you regulated your breathing.

Finally, you got up from the couch, your legs feeling heavy as you dragged your feet to where the vessel was. With trembling hands you grabbed the object and rubbed the side. Setting it down, you watched with dead eyes as Jisung materialized.

“Ready for your third wish?” He asked, arms crossed.

You shook your head, closing your eyes for a moment. With a shaky breath you asked, “Can you take back the last two wishes? Please please take them back!” you pleaded, your eyes wide.

“No can do. Once you make a wish, you can’t reverse it.”

You let out a wail, sinking to your knees.

No!

You wouldn’t accept his words. He has to take the wishes back. You can’t live like this. You put your head in your hands and cried, sobs wrecking your frame, your body shaking with each wail.

You heard Jisung clear his throat. You looked up, hope in your eyes that he was about to say ‘just kidding, of course I can take back the wishes.’ However, you hopes were gone with the next words out of his mouth.

“You have a third wish ya know.”

You pondered his words. It is true, you do have a third wish. However, you have to think carefully, choose your words carefully. This was going to be your final wish after all.

You didn’t want to go out, the silence of your own home comforting. You could work from home. You would be lonely sure, but it’s not the end of the world, unless…

You paused in thought. This could work, you could have company, no problem. With confidence, you looked up at Jisung and made your final wish.

“I wish for you to stay with me.”

Jisung looked at you before a slow smile spread on his face.

“Consider it done.”

You watched as he disappeared once more before slowly materializing in front of you. This time his frame was more solid and he had legs. He was very handsome in human form, his slender frame and muscular arms on display. His hair framed his face, his brown eyes round and big paired with chubby cheeks.

You both stared at each other for what felt like a long time before you broke the silence.

“You’re here, in the flesh. And you’ll stay here with me really?”

“Yes, that is what you wished right?”

You shook your head yes. You gestured for him to follow you to the couch. “Wanna watch tv?” You asked timidly.

Jisung shrugged and sat down next to you. You both sat in silence watching the comedy on screen. You felt comfortable and at peace for the first time in days. There were no voices to be heard, as no one was around besides JIsung. You figured you’d have a lifetime to get to know each other.

As night descended upon the city, you felt your eyes droop, feeling exhausted after the day you had. You drifted off to sleep, Jisung sitting next to you still. It didn’t take long for you to fall into a deep sleep.

Jisung looked at your sleeping form. He felt bad for you. He knew you had a tough week due to your wishes. He felt bad yes, but only to a certain extent. He quietly got up from the couch and made his way to the kitchen. He carefully looked at the selection of kitchen knives you owned, before picking a long butcher knife.

He made his way back to you, standing over your sleeping form. There was a reason why he was in that vessel. It was as divine punishment for his involvement of the murder of two other people, they following in your footsteps too with the whole wish thing.

You trusted him so easily and here you were a moment from death. He felt no remorse as he felt like this was his calling. He’s done it twice before anyway. He feels like he would be doing you a favor, the wishes not working out to your advantage.

He’s noticed people always wish for the same thing, happiness, money, love, not realizing the consequences of what seems like the perfect offer. Jisung thinks people should be grateful for what they have. He knows he would if he lived the life of his previous victims and even yours. You had everything he didn’t, a job, stability, friends. He lost it all and now he’s succumbed to his fate.

With a breath he looked at your sleeping form once more, before completing the task he was put on this earth to do. After all, if you’re going to make wishes to a divine stranger, you better consider the consequences.

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[goldieclaws]

Yet another art summary for the year! :>

I certainly did do a lot this year and have been very busy with not just my art, but also my many projects because my brain doesn't have an off switch lol. As a few bullet points, here's what I got up to this year:

✨ I started posting updates for my comic: The Mountain's Song. However, due to feeling pressured to post it before I had a sufficiently long backlog (ironically, this was not because of the 'webcomics are a BUSINESS, not a hobby anymore' view people have, but different matters), I decided to go on an indefinite hiatus until my willpower returned. Compared to my energy at the start of the year, I do feel better now and I do hope to continue working on it at some point in the new year perhaps.

✨ In the meantime, I have been working on another comic: Prelude, which focuses on a cast of characters I have had for 10 years or so. This comic is for now Patreon-exclusive and one I work on in my own time as currently, it's primarily for me than a wider audience. I'm sure anyone else would prioritise a story they've had in their head for so many years haha.

✨ I also uploaded my first ever short story to itch.io and Amazon: Daughter of the Sea! I even have a physical copy of it and I couldn't be happier! I most certainly hope to one day fill my bookshelf with future works of fiction by yours truly.

✨ I also took part in various game jams this year: two O2A2 jams (Only One of Any Asset) and the Annual Spooktober Visual Novel Jam, using the latter to create A Great Hunger, which I am very proud of as a product made by only myself and in the span of one month. Additionally, I also took part in this years' ArtFight! Something I haven't done for a long while (I can't even remember when I last took part but it could have been 2018 maybe? Don't quote me on that lmao)

✨ Finally, I also started writing two more books: Blue Bones and another that I hope to release early next year. It would have been finished by the end of this year, but thanks to my insufferable roommate seasonal depression, I wasn't able to do so. However, I am still very determined to see that book finished and on my bookshelf one day. I also started working on two Unity projects so that I could learn to code in C#; something I know could be very helpful in the industry. One game is a platformer about a young dragon: Apricot, going on an adventure to see their grandmother, whilst the second is a Vampire Survivors/horde survival inspired game that features characters from two of my main universes. I also hope to finish these projects next year if possible.

OK, that's it for me I guess! I'm very happy with what I have been able to accomplish and proving to myself that no I'm not lazy, I can work hard when I set my mind to it. Here's to another year of me finishing more projects and being able to share my hard work with the world :> 🥂💖✨

[7ndipity]

hiiiiii saraaaaa!! I just want to say I’m so excited for what’s coming with your stories 😎😎like you wanting to write nsfw things?? I think it’s gonna be amazing and interesting to see that part of u!! I did a little catch up with your last updates and the jk one being jealous …. ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 I’m also glad that your drabbles are getting longer! Idk, I enjoy a lot your writing style!!💓💓 so whenever I see a considerable “long” post I’m into it <3

Soooo, I have three questions today 🤭:

1. Which member is your bias? Haha I believe it could be either yoongs or hobi? But I think I’ve never seen it, so I’m a little curious about it, tbh

2. I suppose no one’s has requested the Hobi x Plus size reader so can I request the Drabble? <3

3. What would a very very suggestive (like the jk one hahaha) Halloween request with Hobi? I don’t have any plot ideas in mind than a spooky theme; so maybe it could work with question no 2? 🤭. Maybe they are either cooking or watching a movie or decorating the house for their social dinner 🤔I’m sorry it’s so messy but today the ideas are flying out there in the atmosphere :(.

Sending you kisses and big hugs!! <3

Honey, I can't tell you how happy it made me to see your name pop up in my notifs💜

I'm also so excited for some of the ideas I've got brewing, and that my brain had finally decided to let me write more than 1k per fic again(this morning I was looking at my yoongi fic from last spooktober and it was almost 2k? And I wrote that on my phone? Like who was she?!?)

As for your questions, your were close on your guess, my bias is for sure Yoongi! Idk why it happened, I just saw that sarcastic mf and went "that one".

As for 2 and 3, I was literally thinking today how I hadn't written for hobi in a hot minute, so thank you! I really like the cooking and movie ideas, so we'll see what happens! 👀

[r-dankmemes]

[delectablyclassy]

Forgot to post this

Happy late Halloween 👻🎃

[sparklingsin]

THE STRANGER THINGS SPOOKINKTOBER WRITING CHALLENGE!

calling all stranger things writers! i am a hosting a spookinktober (a combination of spooktober and kinktober) writing challenge for the older stranger things characters!

note: you must be 18+ to enter this challenge!

how it works

reblog this post! (sorry but better reach)

send me an ask with any prompts from the list below and a character you want to write for. you can choose how many ever prompts you like in whatever combination (e.g. one from the spooky prompts and two from kinky or only one from kinky etc.)

prompts are not tied to a person, but picking unique, unchosen prompts is encouraged. (prompts that are being used by one or more people will have an ☆ against them)

each ask counts as one fic and you can send as many asks as you like!

there is no restriction on the type of fic (fluff/smut/angst/anything)

it can be a blurb, a one shot, a series, a 23k word fic, but it has to be a reader insert!

tag me and/or use the hashtag #strangertober when posting. (also please mention what your prompts are in the fic, or link to your ask if possible) posting starts on 1st of october and the soft deadline is 31st october, of course, which is when i will be organising the fics into a giant masterlist! you can continue posting after but please try to post it asap since it is an october related challenge!

and that's it! please send me an ask/dm me any questions you may have.

happy writing! 🎃👄

prompts below the cut:

SPOOKY PROMPTS: (this is a combination of sentence starters, settings and random words you can use in the fics)

There was a howling in the distance, but it was coming closer and closer. Now, it was too late to run. ☆

"This is bad. This is very very bad." ☆

"I bet you won't manage to scare me tonight!"☆

"Haha, look! This pumpkin looks just like you!"

“Would you stop stuffing your face with candy for one moment and listen???”☆

“Well that doesn't sound good. Fucking hell.”

“Does that even count as a costume? Or lingerie?” ☆

Making out in a graveyard can lead to some very unexpected things. ☆

“This isn’t a ghost story. It’s a creature features. It’s really happening, and you’re all in it.”

“We are not doing a couple’s costume.”  ☆

Car doesn’t start

“How do you expect me to sleep after that?”

“Show me your haul.”

Falling, fruit picking, and a rain storm ☆

Playing with Ouija Boards

“You look ridiculous. I love it.”☆

“I dare you to go down there.”

“Is it just me or did it just get really cold in here?”

“You were gone…I watched you disappear.”

“Somebody’s watching us.”

"It is pretty spooky down here and it smells pretty unnatural so… Yeah. Okay. I’m coming back up." ☆

"I’m scared to close my eyes. I’m scared to open them. "

" Whatever you do, don't fall asleep."

“Can you stop breathing down my neck?” “Dude, I’m over here.” ☆

Pumpkin carving, a haunted forest, and oversized sweaters ☆

"You're holding my hand." "I just don't want to get lost in the woods at night." ☆

“Alright, well, it looks like a pit of eternal darkness so…”

Late night, consistent door knocking, and an empty front porch. ☆

"Quick, switch costumes with me." ☆

trick-or-treating shenanigans ☆

graveyard ☆

scary movie night ☆

halloween party ☆

too many shadows

cave at a beach, moonlight ☆

in a dark and deserted side hall of an infamous library ☆

halloween sleepover ☆

trapped in a haunted house

haunted house date ☆

large dog

black cat ☆

pumpkins

clowns ☆

dark clouds, an empty house ☆

three knocks, a child crying

abandoned house ☆

spook decorations

a room full of candles ☆

KINKY PROMPTS: (again, this is a mix of dialogues and specific kinks)

Shower sex ☆

"Be brave for me, baby."

Car sex ☆

" I’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know." ☆

Sixty-nining

"Show me how much you missed me." ☆

Praise kink

“Wanna join?”

Erotic photos

"Want me to serenade you while you strip?" ☆

Nipple play

"Never tease me like that again. "

“Touch me and you lose.” ☆

Breeding kink ☆

"Keep talking shit and I'll show you the other things I can do with that mouth of yours." ☆

"It's hot when you talk back." ☆

Fingering ☆

Cockwarming ☆

"If you think being in public is going to stop me, you're sorely mistaken." ☆

Thigh riding ☆

“I came so hard last night just from a picture of you." ☆

"I've never been this wet before.”

Orgy

"Did i give you permission to come?" ☆

Corruption kink ☆

“I’m hard/wet.” “Sounds like a personal problem.” ☆

Phone sex

Public sex

Semi-public sex

Voyeurism

"Be a good boy/girl and spread your legs."

Edging

"You're mine, and only mine."

Mirror sex ☆

"Please, just touch me."

Squirting

"I missed your hands so much."

Cock worship

"Don't make me stop this car, because I promise you, you'll regret it." ☆

Cosplay/costume

"I've been thinking about your fingers all this time."

Skinny dipping ☆

"Bite your lip one more time and we'll have a serious problem." ☆

Dirty talk

note: you can use other kinks etc ofc (except non/dub-con) but your fic must include atleast ONE of these prompts to be a part of this challenge.

Excited to read what everyone writes! Have fun!

tagging some mutuals for visibility (you don't have to participate but a reblog would help!!&lt;3): @sunshinehollandd @angeloddity @taylorsmylover @royalmaybank @lurkymurker @silkscream @darthkenobii @sophia-busch @magicchai

*sourced these prompts from various tumblrs and google

[seijorhi]

Oh my gosh Rhi wtf, that was incredible but also soooo unexpected

I don't think I need to say it but I will anyway, 10000000% worth the wait as usual <33

I’m gonna put the second part of your ask (and my answer) under a read more for spoiler-y reasons hehehe

THANK YOU BBY!!!

Honestly, I’ve been wanting to write a ghost story for the longest time (and also a sano family fic) spooktober was practically the stars aligning haha

The day it was revealed that Shin had the potential to be just as unhinged as Mikey and Izana, I rubbed my little gremlin hands together.

And I’m glad you liked the ending – I had a few that I was toying with. The reader was always going to die, and Shin was always going to be the one to kill her, but I decided that (true to form) I liked the open-ended-ness of this one.

And YUZUHA!! I hope my Yuzuha nonnie’s happy haha. She definitely saw that the reader wasn’t ‘alright’ – it was a combo of wanting to believe that she was getting better, trying not to come across as overbearing and chalking it up to a part of the grieving process that had her brushing it off.

I love her 🥺

[melancholy-marionette]

2 New Games Released for Spooktober VN Jam 2022 \^-^/

Sooo, I’m not exactly on time since the games were released on Friday, but this is an improvement on how long it usually takes me to post here about my new releases xD

This year for Spooktober VN Jam, I ended up making the insane decision to try and create 2 games for the jam instead of 1! It was a blast and I don’t regret that choice one bit, buuuut, I don’t think I would do it again either, haha. I’ve had the weekend to rest finally, but I’m still exhasuted, haha.

Aaaanyways, the team and I worked our butts off to get these finished in time for the jam deadline, so if you decide to check em out, I hope you have fun :D

Dawn of the Damned

Anxious to attend your job interview at Aurora Antiques, you arrive to discover a room full of melancholy mannequins. One, in particular, captures your interest, drawing you closer.

"Beautiful, isn't she? I can tell you her tale if you like."

"It all started with a selfish wish..."

This one is essentially a twisted fairytale sort of story + serves as a backstory for a couple of characters that will eventually be added to Darling Duality as love interests :3 It’s also got full voice acting and gorgeous original CGs from the amazing team I worked with! Along with an original soundtrack now that I'm kinda obsessed with making soundtracks for my projects x3

I don’t wanna spoil too much, but there’s a yandere in this one, haha. Well, kind of. I feel like he’s a bit of a grey area sorta character. His story is nowhere near complete though, so we shall see what path he takes in the future! He’s absolutely got yandere traits though :P

The Graveyard Shift

After the death of their partner and best friend, officer Shearsmith struggles to adjust to working life with their newly assigned partner. Forced to spend the literal graveyard shift on a cemetery stakeout together, can the two of them see past their differences and learn to get along? Perhaps Volkham can help Shearsmith overcome their loss. Or will the night watch prove too much for the pair? It's up to you to decide.

Some things are better left buried...

Aaaand this one’s another of my Inside No.9 adaptations :3 You can choose a portrait for MC and also for your new partner! Again, this also has full voice acting and gorgeous original CGs thanks to the epic team we had ^-^ And this one has an original soundtrack too, but less tracks on it than the other one because I mainly used SFX to build atmosphere in this one!

Happy Spooky Season everyone! ^-^/

[nctaezen]

never realized jaeyong had the same amount of letters in their names until i read ur tags rly loving this season of the bachelorette 🤭🤫 what's it gonna be miss mia pls speak clearly into the mic 🎤

omg i wrote that thinking no one will look at it haha what kind of telepathy moment we're having rn hahaha i love it!!

anyway they are evil, it's hard to tell who, i'd rather stay single i guess

ps: happy single spooktober 😈😈😈

click for the full view 😜

[statixwhy]

Takuya: Hey Kouji! This pumpkin looks like you! Haha!!

Anyways, happy halloween! It’s spooktober ^^ ghost game tomorrow?! *surprised stax* :Oc

[dyingroses]

Happy Spooktober

Me: I love your outfit!

Friend A: Thanks!

Friend B: Are you going out later?

Friend A: No, this is my nightgown. I just showered and didn't want to waste clean clothes.

Friend B: It looks like it could be an evening dress

Friend A: Well, you know what they say, 'always dress nice because that might end up being what your ghost has to wear.'

Friend C: oh I always thought it was more like magically determined by how you died

Friend A: That would be better than stuck in sweats

Friend B: I wouldn't mind that

Friend A: Maybe you like get to choose between a couple options. Lol, what if that was like someone's job. That would be a cool idea for a story.

Me, a designer and tailor for the Universe's Department of Mystical Functions' Ghost sector: Haha, yeah

[yongxqi]

10.01.19

happy birthday 中国！also happy spooktober haha,, i had a lot of fun doodling this during my study 

what im listening to right now: Pass(ft.Sik-k) – Groovyroom

[ilovemygaydad]

title: little monster

pairings: background moralogince

summary: lil virgil gets to go trick or treating and finds some unsavory characters on the way

warnings: mild bullying, implied mildly unsympathetic deceit and remus, vampire mention, octopus mention, a mild swear, mild threats, and possibly something else

a/n: the prompt is from @hiddendreamer67‘s october prompt list! october 31st’s word was “monster.”

a/n 2: this may be the last day of october, but spooktober fics will continue to be posted as i finish up the ones i missed! 

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all other october fics are under the tag “#october 2019 fics” or on ao3

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It had taken nearly an hour to get Virgil into his costume with how excited he was. Every little piece that was added would send him bouncing around the room, showing off the costume to his fathers and brother.

“I’m a vampire!” Virgil would shout each time. “Vampire! Spooky vampire!”

It was cute. Draining, but cute nonetheless.

Eventually (like, eventually), the three dads were able to set out with their youngest son. Remy had opted to stay behind and give out candy because “Gurl, you couldn’t pay me to walk around all night in these heels. The children can bask in my glory from the door, but there’s no chance in hell that I’m spending the night outside.” Thusly, Virgil was accompanied by his fathers around their neighborhood on the quest for candy as Roman called it. The child was happy and excited, so all was good.

Until it was shattered like a ceramic bowl tumbling to the kitchen floor. 

“Oh look,” rang a voice that was surprisingly malevolent for being so tiny, “it’s Virgil. And he’s dressed up as a vampire. How cute.”

“Haha! He’s dressed like a bloodsucker ‘cause he sucks,” came another.

Virgil immediately tried to hide behind Patton’s leg, which made the poor man’s heart break. He hated bullies, and he hated it even more when his kiddos were being bullied.

However, he didn’t get the chance because Roman had already stepped up to the children in his prince costume and declared, “How dare you foul beasts be mean to my darling Virgil!”

The taller one, who was dressed like an octopus, snarked, “Oh no. Is the dashing prince going to slay the harmless creatures like the real villain he is?”

“No,” Roman said, leaning closer. “I’m going to find out who your parents are, and I’m going to tell them exactly what you did.”

The two children shared a terrified look before scrambling away from Roman, who just grinned and waved at the retreating six-year-olds. He turned around and kneeled in front of a wide-eyed Virgil. The child looked as if he hadn’t expected his papa to be able to beat the bullies that were plaguing him.

“Papa, you’re so cool,” he whispered.

“Thanks, little monster.” Roman pulled his son in for a hug. “You’re super cool, too.”

[timeandspacelord]

Happy fourth day of Halloween

BOO--YAH!!

Haha do you get it??

IT’S SPOOKTOBER AND I FINALLY STARTED MY INKTOBER DRAWINGS AND I’M SO EXCITED FOR THE SPOOKY THINGS :D