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[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

TRICK OR TREAT!

Treat !!! I give you all the candy from my trick or treating <333

[dietcokegirly12]

“Call Me”

featuring satoru gojo and suguru geto ♰.𖥔 ݁ ˖🔪 

── ⋆˙⟡⋅☏. ₊˚ ☎︎⋆˙⟡⋅ ── ⋆˙⟡⋅☏. ₊˚ ☎︎⋆˙⟡⋅ ── ⋆˙

art credit: @aransmind (plsss check them out their art is so.. (っ´ω`c)♡

── ⋆˙⟡⋅☏. ₊˚ ☎︎⋆˙⟡⋅ ── ⋆˙⟡⋅☏. ₊˚ ☎︎⋆˙⟡⋅ ── ⋆˙

I needed to write a fanfic w these fanarts before halloween is over, so pls take this jjk oneshot ik its not my usual content but (♡﹃♡)

tags: squirting, overstim, knifeplay, threesome, oral (fem!recieving), masturbation, teasing, spitting, edging, degrading, cock piercing, unprotected sex, double penetration, creampie, etc etc

word count: 2.7k of straight filth

100 FOLLOWER SPECIAL!!! i love and appreciate every single one of u bakas, and im so grateful you guys enjoy my writing you all mean the world to me :3

⋆˙⟡⋅☠︎︎☏𓌪₊˚⁺——— ⋆˙⟡⋅☠︎︎☏𓌪₊˚⁺ ——— ⋆˙⟡⋅☠︎︎☏𓌪₊

It was Halloween night, and you had been sprawled across the couch, idly watching Halloweentown, and going back and forth to the door to give out candies to trick-or-treaters when you heard it.

Riiing! Riiing!

Your phone lit up with an incoming call from an unknown number, which was unusual at this time. Confused, you press accept, holding it up to your ear.

"You hang up, and you die darling."

Rather than being frightened of the threat however, you laugh.

"Suguru, I know it's you."

Your two best friends, Satoru and Suguru, were always doing dumb shit like this, pranking you at any given opportunity, and you knew that this time was surely no different.

In an act of defiance, and maybe just to see what would happen, you brush off his warning and hang up, the dial tone signifying the end of the call.

The second you do however, you hear two ominous knocks ring out through the stillness of the night.

Startled, your head turns toward the door, feeling a hint of fear and.. something else, for the first but certainly not the last time that night.

Standing up, you hesitantly walk over to open the door, unsure what awaited you.

It swings open to reveal a Satoru dressed in a complete Ghostface costume, mask and everything, holding a knife in one hand.

You gasp softly as he begins to stalk toward you, placing his hands on either side of your hips and pushing you back onto the couch you were just on.

Your phone begins ringing again, and he simply stares at you, breathing softly as you reach for it, picking it up a little shakily.

"Hello?"

"What did I say doll?"

Your breathing slightly picks up as you listen, Satoru standing motionless before you.

"Now, since you decided to disobey me, our little friend over here is going to have to do something about that, hm?"

You gasp as in one fluid motion, Satoru has you pinned, the heat of his body pressed firmly against yours making your heart rate increase.

The hand that's holding the prop knife lifts to brush against your cheek, and it's then that you realize it's real, the cool tip of the metal making you shiver as he lightly draws it down your jaw.

He keeps going, past your neck and between the valley of your breasts, until it's grazing just in between your thighs, where the wetness of your arousal is rapidly pooling.

You bite back a whine as he ever so slightly brushes the very tip of the knife up and down the seam of your panties, having only put on a baggy t-shirt prior to this, expecting a cozy night in.

It's dangerous, and you know with one wrong movement, the knife could nick the most sensitive part of you, but it just felt so good.

With skilled fingers, Satoru's hand holding the knife comes to the strap of your lacy black panties, gently tugging it down using only the tip, and dragging it off your body to reveal your glistening pussy.

His head tilts, the hollow black eyes and stretched mouth of his mask seeming to stare at you tauntingly.

"Touch yourself." Geto's heated voice over the phone demands, and you inhale sharply as Satoru draws back expectantly.

Embarrassment flushes your cheeks at the prospect of being intimate with yourself in front of your two best friends, but that quickly fades when Satoru's knife warningly grazes your thigh, urging you to hurry.

You bite your lip nervously, reaching one hand in between your thighs to circle your sopping wet cunt, your fingers gliding easily across your slickness.

You hear Satoru inhale, and spurred on, you continue, adding a finger into your entrance and beginning to slowly pump it in and out, biting back a moan.

The obscene sounds of your cunt squelching become the only sound in the room, and your back arches as you lose yourself in the pleasure, eyes fluttering shut and forgetting about the fact that both Satoru and Suguru were still very much there.

As your pace increases, and you add a finger to rub your clit in unison, you can feel yourself getting closer, whimpering softly as your stomach tightens and coils. You spread your legs wider, orgasm so close you can practically taste it as you prepare for the whiteness of pleasure to overwhelm you and explode behind your eyelids and... it stops.

Your eyes fly open as Satoru's muscular arms pin your wrists together and hold them firmly over your head, leaving your cunt to throb desperately from the loss.

"You don't get to come yet, pretty." Geto's voice.

"Not with how rudely you hung up on us earlier."

You whine softly in protest, trying to arch your hips up but Satoru is quick to stop you, pinning your body to the couch.

"Please I-I'm sorry, I thought it was a prank!"

You break off into a sudden moan as Satoru's fingers come to cup your dripping pussy, long fingers spreading across you.

His other hand raises to lift the Ghostface mask off his head, revealing messy white hair sticking up in all directions, and hazy blue eyes wild and frantic-looking. "Fuck.. need to.."

Before you can even react, he drags you toward him, and buries his face between your thighs, inhaling deeply as his tongue instantly flicks out to taste you.

"Here's what's going to happen, doll. If you can manage to hold off, and not come within a certain period of time, we'll reward you. If you do come, well..." His voice breaks off, and you can practically hear the smirk on his face.

You open your mouth to respond but only small whines and moans manage to come out as Satoru settles into a more comfortable position, busying himself between your legs as his nose bumps your clit.

"Fuck!" Not wanting to anger Suguru more than you already have, you grab a fistful of Satoru's snowy white locks intending to pull him off of you, but your body betrays you and you end up only pulling him closer until his whole face is pressed right against your throbbing pussy.

You knew at this rate you weren't going to last, especially with how close you already were from earlier, and desperately, your hips twitch upward, soft pleas and moans for him to slow down proving fruitless.

He begins kitten-licking your cunt gently, and your legs tighten slightly around his head as you focus on something, anything other than the man between your spread thighs, trying your best to hold off as long as you can.

"How's that feel?" The deep purr of Suguru's voice snaps you out of your haze as you remember you're still on the phone with him, and you glance over quickly, flushed.

"Ah i-it.."

Ever eager for your attention, Satoru takes your sensitive clit into his mouth and sucks, and it's all over.

Your thighs clamp around his head tightly, and you feel him groan as you come hard, drenching his face in your sweet slick, eyes rolling back in your head, slutty moans of his name spilling out of you as white-hot pleasure consumes you.

Just then, the creak of the door opening cuts into your haze, and with a jolt, you see Suguru dressed in a similar get-up, his mask tilted up on his head to reveal the glinting piercings on his smirking lips, phone in hand.

"Well, well, well."

He shuts the door with his foot, coming over to the couch you're splayed across to coo at you softly, one large hand coming to slip under your shirt, and squeeze your breast firmly, causing you to whimper in response.

Satoru's still lapping up the remnants of your essence, lifting his head to gaze at you almost adoringly. "She's s' sweet, 'sugu."

He chuckles in response. "I bet she is. Though she still is a disobedient little whore, and one who can't seem to learn her lesson, at that."

Your breathing is shallow as your eyes flick between the two, unsure of what's going to happen next now that you hadn't listened to Suguru.

He leans close to you, lips almost brushing yours as he pauses just a few millimeters away. "Since you like to be a little slut, we're just going to have to treat you like one."

With that being his only warning, he nods to Satoru who quickly stands up from the couch to start undressing, the black velvety fabric of his costume falling to the floor in a pile.

Suguru does the same, revealing toned, muscular thighs and rippling abs, his muscles flexing and tightening as he steps out of his costume.

Next to go are their boxers, revealing two, very impressive cocks, both hard with pearly pre-cum beading from their slits.

You take a moment to ogle them for a moment, never expecting your two best friends to have such pretty dicks.

Satoru's is so long, longer than Suguru's, and sticks up straight in the air, flushed a pale pink and coming to a perfect pointed Cupid's arrow at the top, veins running all along it.

Suguru, on the other hand, is not as long but he's thick. So thick in fact, you don't think you can fit your hand all the way around him. The tip is a dark reddish hue, and what most draws your eye to him is the presence of piercings. Three, to be exact, all leading up to the thick, mushroom head of his cock, leaking pre-cum all over his stomach.

He nods again at Satoru, and they both put the masks back on, leaving two naked Ghostfaces in front of you.

Your breathing increases, this being a fantasy straight out of one of your wet dreams, but before you can speak, Suguru's large hands come to grip tightly on your hips, flipping you over roughly onto all fours.

Your cheeks heat up, and you whimper softly, hearing shuffling behind you as they move into position.

One of their hands comes to smooth over the curve of your ass, as they line up their cock to your entrance, gliding the tip over your slick folds as lubricant. "Ready, love?"

Satoru's voice. You nod, and he immediately pushes in, stretching you as he tries to fit all of him into you.

You cry out softly as you feel him deeper than anyone has ever gone before, but he shushes you gently, bending down to whisper softly into your ear, "It's not even halfway in, love."

Choked whines and moans pour out from you as, inch by inch he slowly sheathes himself deep inside, your cunt tightening and rippling around him adjustingly.

Before you can get a chance to recover however, you feel another thick, spongy tip prodding at you. Suguru.

"Fuck 'sugu!.. mnngh.. 's not gonna fit!" You desperately try to move, but only succeed in sucking Satoru even further in, making him groan into your ear, shifting to make more room for Suguru.

" 's okay, baby. Jus'.. fuck.. let us do all the work." He begins to slowly slide himself in, you desperately scrabbling for purchase on the couch as he stuffs you even fuller.

You feel the cold metal of his piercings brushing your walls, and let out a broken wail as you desperately try to hold yourself up, your legs already shaking.

When he slowly continues to push into you, the seconds seeming to stretch on painfully, you instinctively try to crawl up the couch, but Satoru is quick to pull you back by the hips, slamming Suguru's cock into you fully as he pulls you even further against them.

Suguru gifts you a sharp smack! on the ass, growling as his voice turns slightly breathier. "Don't run from us now, doll."

You're so full at this point, you can barely breath, able to feel them all the way in your stomach, tears filling your lash line as you desperately try to accommodate both of them.

Roughly, Suguru suddenly pushes you forward, your face squishing into the cushion as he lifts your ass higher, your back arching instinctively.

They both groan at the lewd sight, your abused, stuffed cunt on full display for them to see and use as they please, slick dribbling down between your thighs as muffled moans spill out of you.

"G'na move now, mmkay?" Suguru's husky voice sounds above you, and you can hear Satoru struggling for breath as he slightly pushes his hips forward.

You take a deep breath to prepare yourself, but all the air leaves you in a soft huff as they begin thrusting into you, perfectly synchronized with each other, the rough metal of Suguru's cock catching on your tight walls.

"Fuck I- nngh.. t'much t'much!" You can barely breathe with both of their pulsing cocks steadily rocking into you, drool seeping into the cushion below you as your eyes flutter and roll back, your ass arching higher.

"You can take it, baby." Satoru practically whines out, the rich soft grunts spilling from Suguru in your ear causing your pussy to clamp desperately around both of them, hisses and soft curses sounding from behind you.

Your sweet whines and whimpers become progressively louder and louder as the room fills with the harsh smacking sound of skin against skin, and Suguru grabs a fistful of your hair, lifting your head up to cover your mouth with his hand, your teeth instantly sinking into his palm as tears spill down your cheeks freely.

You can feel your stomach tightening as they continue plunging into you relentlessly, Satoru whimpering pathetically as Suguru's thick, veiny cock grinds against his own, throbbing faintly inside you.

"S'fucking good. Why didn't we do this sooner?" Suguru grunts out, either to you or Satoru, you don't know as the only thing you can do is whine, pushing back on them slightly as warmth builds in your tummy.

One of Satoru's hands snake around you to rub your clit in unison with the harsh thrusts they're delivering, your mouth falling slack open from the sheer pleasure of it all.

As Satoru continues pressing against your throbbing clit, Suguru begins to roughly grope your breasts, squeezing and pinching tightly before moving down to your stomach to press against the bulge that disappears and reappears with every thrust.

Your climax now rapidly approaching, you turn your head over your shoulder to look at them, which turns out to be a huge mistake because what you see resembles something straight out of a porno.

Suguru has his head tilted back, hips languidly thrusting in and out, his mask slipping downward slightly to reveal long black hair fanning out messily around his shoulders. Satoru is a whiny, pathetic mess, his mask not being able to conceal how flustered and needy he looks as his hips piston in and out, shamelessly rubbing himself against Suguru's dick for more friction as his pale chest heaves up and down with every breath.

Before you even realize what's happening, you're coming, a muffled whine leaving your throat as your orgasm crests and crashes over you, a thin glistening geyser gushing out of you and covering both their cocks and chest as you squirt, not even realizing as your body falls forward, slumping onto the couch.

"Fuck baby, did you jus'..." Satoru can't hold back anymore after the lewd display you just gave, and comes with a groan, spilling himself deep into your velvety walls.

Suguru follows close behind, a milky white ring forming around his base from just how much cum he's pumping into you, hips stuttering erratically.

They both collapse on top of you, the weight of their bodies against yours comforting as you all gasp for breath together, sticky bodies sliding along each other, them pulling their masks off to reveal mussed hair and sweaty, flushed faces.

After a few moments of coming down from their highs, they both pull their softening cocks out, leaving your sticky, sweat-sheened body to heave for breath, desperately needing a reprieve.

But, you don't get a chance, as Suguru suddenly flips you back over, and spreads your legs wide, spitting a warm glob of saliva onto your sensitive, ruined cunt still seeping all the cum they had just filled you with mere moments ago.

You twitch, overstimulated and trying to turn away, but he just holds you down by the hips as Satoru crawls closer, his head bending down close, warm breath fanning over your poor pussy, and soft white hair brushing against your inner thighs.

"Come on baby, you haven't given us our Halloween treat yet."

[lovelytsunoda]

beautiful girl (stay with me) | jake 'hangman' seresin

summary: the three lit jack-o-lanterns in their bay window shouldn't have been the lightscape to their sweetest, purest intimate moments, but hey, what happens on halloween stays on halloween.

pairing: jake 'hangman' seresin x girlfriend! reader

warnings: 18+ only, smut ahead! jake is a tender lover, fight god, not me, for he made the man and his mother raised him well!! sex on a couch. could be considered slightly exhibitonist but i dont really think so. two people in love wanting to make each other feel good.

author's note: i know this makes it two jake fics in one collection....but i saw this prompt and literally no drivers came to mind??? i feel real burned out with f1 right now and part of my rebrand is to establish myself as a writer for other fandoms that i enjoy, even though i know that f1 will always be my ride or die <3

as the last of the nights trick-or-treaters (this group mostly rambunctious high school students trying to make the most out of their last eligible free candy year, she guessed) descended down the interlock driveway, past jake's pickup truck and around her petite volkswagen, she began to bring the pumpkins inside, setting them down in her bay window. jake had already drawn the drapes, and was all to ready to lock the door.

they were barely able to go ten minutes along in their movie before the doorbells rang to interrupt, and while it irked them both greatly, y/n was more than happy to hand out little bars of twix and mars and kitkat to the neigbourhood children.

"they're gone." she said softly, fighting a yawn as her eyes found the little digital clock next to the flat screen television. "they stayed out later this year. weren't we finished by ten last year?"

jake rose from the couch, wrapping his beefy, warm arms around his girlfriend and holding her close, swaying softly from side to side. "they're getting smarter. when i was that age, i knew that the later i came, the better my chances of getting to run off with the whole bowl of chocolate were."

"so what i'm hearing is that you never stopped being a menace?" she laughed, lightly scratching the back of his neck with the tips of her press on nails. they were designed to look like blood dripping down her fingernails, but it had been a fight to keep them on all night.

"oh, babe, i've always been a menace." jake grinned, leaning in to kiss her softly.

call him insane, but fall always turned jake seresin into a sappy man. something about the way that the leaves changed color and his girlfriend looked cute in scarves and plaid.

"you look radiant this evening."

she raised her eyebrows. "i'm wearing beetlejuice pajama pants and a crop top with no bra, there's a zit on my chin and i only brushed my hair once today."

grinning, jake kissed her forehead before cupping her face in one of his large hands. "you always look radiant to me, y/n."

"you're such a sap"

"only for you, darlin'."

he kissed her again, broad smiles on their faces as he took her bottom lips in his, hands trailing over the fluffy material of her pants in order to sturdily grip her thighs and lift her into the air. she laughed into the kiss as he spun them around, his arms tucked behind her thighs to keep her in midair as he strode towards the couch, gently placing her down among the mountain of halloween pillows that were strewn across the furniture. a pumpkin shaped pillow from ikea found it's way behind her head, providing skull support while she stared lovingly into jake's blue-green eyes.

"i love you." he breathed, resting his forehead against hers. "happy halloween, beautiful girl."

"i love you too, jake." she giggled, pulling him in for a kiss. "happy halloween, my love."

with every kiss, she felt herself sinking further into the plush couch, jake's body gently rubbing against hers. her legs falling open, allowing the pilot to settle between her thighs. his touch was warm and comforting, and the living room had become quite the sensual environment: the dim lighting allowed the three pumpkins that were still lit to glow brightly from their place next to the bay window, and the orange fairy lights rimming the tv stand blinked calmly in the distance. the end credits of 'halloween ends' played soothingly in the background, 'don't fear the reaper' filling the space.

he nuzzled her neck, the cold tip of his nose sending shivers along her skin.

"how did i get so lucky?" he murmured, softly kissing her pulse point, one arm curling under her back and around her waist. "you are my everything."

she keened into his touch, back arching as she let out a heady moan.

"keep it coming, pretty girl. you know i love to hear it when i make you feel good."

his hands slipped underneath the waistband of her pants, strong hands tracing the outline of her festive panties.

black with orange jack-o-lanterns, if you must know.

"jake." she giggled, squirming under his touch. "baby, your hands are so cold."

jake winked at her. "i think i can fix that." he slid off the couch, striding over to the armchair by the flat screen, grabbing the tv remote from the coffee table on his way, switching the channel from the movie they had just finished to a stingray station playing soft rock. he grabbed the plush blanket from the back of the chair, stripping out of his t-shirt and moving back to the couch, footsteps heavy with purpose.

kicking off his slippers, he returned to his rightful place between his lovers legs, now bare as she dropped her velveteen pants to the hardwood floor. he unfolded the blanket pulling it around their bodies and over their shoulders.

his bare chest was warm against her clothed one, her nipples popping up underneath the ribbed fabric and standing to attention.

"better?"

"much."

"good." he spoke softly, brushing her hair out of her face before bending to kiss her again. one hand skirted over and up her thigh before deftly pushing aside the seat of her panties.

his ministrations were gentle, toying with her entrance. she giggled, squirming at the sensation when he slipped his pointer finger inside.

"atta girl. don't get shy on me, baby. i wanna see you."

there was a faint blush on her cheeks, her arms coming up to loop around his neck. her breathing was heavy as his finger darted up towards her g-spot, eliciting a small moan from the woman underneath him.

"feelin' good, sugar?"

"very." she beamed, leaning up to kiss him, hips canting towards his knuckles.

he kissed her forehead, eyes scanning her face and committing every detail to memory: the faint blush, the sweat beginning to form on her hairline. that sexy part of her lips, the steady rise and fall of her chest.

jake seresin was in love, truly madly and deeply.

"are you ready for me, princess?"

"always" she hummed, fingers brushing through his hair. "make me feel good, lieutenant."

jake smirked. "i will never ever get tired of hearing you call me that. just so you know."

"good." she beamed, leaning up to kiss him. "because i'm never going to get tired of saying it."

still kissing her softly, jake reached under the blanket, under his plaid flannel pants, pushing them down messily until they were gathered around his ankles and driving him absolutely mad with the thought that he would have to stop showering his girlfriend with love and attention in order to properly take them off (so obviously, he just decided to let them keep annoying him), so he could withdraw his aching member.

her thighs were coated in her slick juices, spilt everywhere from how messily jake had been fingering her and covering the seat of her panties. they were sticky and slick at the same time as jake pulled them down her legs, offhandedly casting them over his shoulder, where they landed on the arm of the couch with a wet thump.

he only teased her a little bit, rubbing the head of his cock over her entrance a few times before sliding in gently. her body welcomed him, fitting around him like a glove. she gasped in pleasure, arms tightening to pull him closer as her legs slid up his body and over his torso, her slightly dry toes caressing his spine as she settled in against him.

he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, mentally counting to ten. "my god, darling. you feel fucking incredible around me. this right here, this is my happy place. just you and me, skin to skin."

she laughed softly, thumb caressing his cheek. he keened under her touch, nuzzling deeper into her hand.

god, he could be such a softie sometimes.

"need a minute, tough guy?"

"i always need a minute, babe. you just feel so good that if i don't collect myself, this won't last very long."

his thrusts were slow and gentle, but deep as he filled every part of her, taking his time to make sure she felt as good as possible. he pushed her legs higher up his body, adjusting the angle in a way that rewarded him with a moan of his name.

"jake, oh god." she moaned, tugging gently on his hair. "you feel so good, baby. making me feel incredible."

"that's my sweet girl." jake smiled, kissing her neck as his hands massaged her thighs, hips still moving slowly, but with force and purpose. he could feel sweat dripping down his blonde locks of hair, falling, falling, falling to his lover's shirt, soaking into the fabric.

the plush blanket would soon feel too warm, body temperatures rising as he rocked into her. her fingernails scratched at the skin on his neck, moans exchanged into heated kisses as her hips canted upwards, trying to meet his thrusts.

"atta girl. take what you need from me, darling. that's what i'm fucking here for. to make you feel so so good." jake growled, nipping at her bottom lip. "i fucking live for it."

neither of them were quite sure how much time they spent on the couch that halloween night, baptizing it in their love. somewhere along the line, they lost the blanket, and jake was finally able to kick his pants off all the way.

and once they were certain nobody was outside and could peer in, they shifted positions, jake's back against the couch with yn perched on top of his lap like some kind of angel, her head pulled back as she whined, little ah, ah, ah's that made him feel weak in the knees while she rode him slowly, his hands placed gently on her hips to guide her.

"fuck, jake." she moaned, fingers trailing down to play with her clit. "i think i'm gonna come."

jake sat up straighter, pulling her body closer to his, pressing his naked form against hers, holding her tightly as he started to grind against her, his movements meeting hers.

"atta girl. almost there, come on baby. i've got you. jake's got you." he coaxed and cooed, doing his best to get her there.

she gasped, burying her face in his neck as she felt the feeling start to overwhelm her, the band in her stomach snapping. she moaned his name, almost falling limp in his arms as his fingers took over her movements, easing her through it to the best of his ability, feeling her release wash over his thighs. he came with a small groan and a curse, gently thrusting his hips up and allowing himself to spill inside of her.

god, he could get high off this feeling. (and it had taken them a while to get there, conversations riddled with little anxieties before she had agreed to let jake hit it raw, something he vowed never to take for granted. because her trust and her comfort meant everything to him.)

they kissed softly, a silhouette in the moonlight and the soft pumpkin glow, his thumbs gently drawing shapes on her skin. "hey pretty girl, why don't we go have a quick soak in the tub, i'll spot clean the couch, and then we curl up in bed and cuddle for a bit?"

she beamed, curling up against him. he was still technically inside her, which was slightly awkward now that his dick had softened, but he still wouldn't trade this soft moment of intimacy and love for anything.

"sounds magical."

yeah, this was definitely jake's best halloween ever.

[toadallytickles]

Your costume was SICK!!!

(Does this mean we can call you the "JokeLer" now?)

I know we just had Christmas, BUT THANK YOU!! 💚💜 I’ve only seen like 3 Batman movies, did not grow up on them— but I wanted to do a couples costume with Clay and I wanted him to like the idea (because I chose Pokémon last year) and he liked the idea of Sexy Batman and Joker! And yeah! I did the costume (and the scars!!) 3 times; one photoshoot night, again for trick-or-treaters, and a 3rd time for a general kink party!

they’re boyfriends

[ragnarokhound]

*puts disguise on to get more treats* trick or treat!!!💖🎃

Welcome, trick or treater who I've never seen before in my life! 🥸 Have some jaytim teacher AU ehe uhu hoho:

Tim meets him after school, the day after the last show. The set still needs to be taken down, and Tim is willing to use it as an excuse. To concede with grace. He's confident Jason won't turn down free hands, even if they're Tim's hands. They need to talk. Too bad Mr. Todd is so himself. "So you admit that you were wrong," Jason says once Tim's said his piece, unbearably smug like the sore winner he is. Tim scowls. "Of course not," he snaps. "Don't get it twisted. Just because you were also right, that doesn't mean I was wrong—" Jason groans, interrupting. "Can't you ever admit a fault? You are such a stubborn, competitive, overconfident—" "Like you're one to talk, you dramatic—" "Oh, sure, call the drama teacher dramatic, like I've never heard that one before—" "Like calling the coach competitive?" Tim snaps back. "You know, I was trying to be gracious, I was trying to make fucking peace with you for the sake of both of our programs and our students, but can you say anything without needing to get the last fucking word in?" He glares at Jason, and Jason glares back. It's dim backstage with only the house lights on, but Tim can see Jason's narrowed eyes perfectly fine, standing this close to the beautiful fucking bastard. "Can you?" Jason says, obnoxious and snide and Tim opens his mouth to prove him right, again— —but he can't, because they're kissing. Jason has him shoved up against the back of the set, painted plywood at his back, the cheap wood grain biting into his shoulders beneath his dress shirt. Jason himself is hot all along his front, and Tim doesn't waste a second. He bites at Jason's infuriating mouth, and (finally) gets his hands in his hair, on his jaw. "Guess I won't have to worry about an HR complaint," Jason pants, dragging his mouth down Tim's neck. Tim groans, makes a fist in the back of his shirt as their thighs become acquainted. "Shut the fuck up, Jason, oh my god— hah—" A loud creeeaaak splits the air as the house doors open. "Hey, Mr. Todd?" Jon's voice suddenly cuts through the empty theater, dumping ice water on both of them. They spring apart, wide-eyed and panting. "Are you in here? We need to get into the prop room but Damian dropped the spare key down the floor grate again—" "I did not drop it, I was pushed—" Fuck, that's right. There are still students here.

(For the trick or treat ask game! Send me a trick or treat ask and I'll share jaytim WIP snippets, or new 3-sentence -paragraph fics, etc :^) through the 31st!)

[ultralightpoe]

Trick Or Treat - Bob Floyd

Authors Note: Part Three of the Halloween blurb event! I hop you all are having a very safe and happy HALLOWEEN!

Warnings: none

Word Count: 961

Requests: OPEN

~2024 Halloween Event Masterlist

[Thank you for the gif @acatnamedbinx ]

ENJOY!

“I need you to focus.” It’s a warning that comes from a small 6 year old in the cutest Dorothy costume known to man. Sure it had taken 3 weeks and countless needle stabs but the payoff was worth it as you watched your daughter fix the sparkly shoes meant to be the ruby slippers. She had blush on her cheeks and you had even managed to get her into the pigtails, though it did take an extra slice of pizza as a bribe and you were hoping it didn’t make her sick on the way. 

“What do I need to focus on?” That question came from your husband, who was currently doing his best not to mess with the makeup you had put on him so he could put on the glasses. 

“Dad!” She whines, stomping her foot as he turns in the Fiyero costume to smile at her. The scarecrow look was absolutely adorable on him, and you were doing your best to act natural everytime he looked at you. No more kids were needed in this house since you already had Dorothy stomping around and a cowardly lion passed out in your arms.  

“What?” Your husband laughs.

“We need candy! I’m talking full size bars, and not to name names but the neighborhood you took us to last year was lame.”

“Not to name names but the girl in the Ariel costume last year kept tripping over her own tail.” Your husband snaps back, hand flying to his hip in a sassy manner to match her own. 

“How dare you mister.” 

“How dare you missy.”

“You can’t talk to me like that.”

“Yes I can. I made you.” He laughs, looking to you to help with his makeup. You walk closer, making sure to ignore the green vision of yourself in the mirror as you fix his makeup and help with the glasses. 

“No you didn’t. Mom made me. Tell him mom.”

“It was a dual effort, but I put in a little more work.” You shrug, turning to fix her hair. “But I will say you slowed us down last year. Even more than your mom as a balloon.”

“Jakey better not slow us down this year. Cute lion or not.” She huffs, making sure to push your hand away from her hair and run to her basket in preparation. “Let’s go! We gotta go!”

“Slow down.” Bob warns, moving forward to kiss her head, picking her up and setting her on the couch. “We have 30 more minutes. Watch a show until then.”

“All the good candy will be taken.”

“The point of trick or treating is staying up late.” You laugh, moving to change the lion's diaper before you leave. “Honey, please make sure we have everything.”

“Wallet, keys, extra pillowcase or candy, amazing costumes.” He goes down the checklist, and you watch his eyebrow crease as he tries to think of the last thing before a shrill ringing sounds out to let you know Maverick was calling. “PHONES! Can’t forget the phones.”

“So close to missing pictures.” You sigh of relief. “We are crushing this whole thing.”

“Don’t jinx us now.” Bob laughs, swinging in for a kiss before heading out to talk to Maverick on the phone. 

Soon enough you were both struggling to get both children out the door, between Nats rushing you were beginning to forget everything and Jake's screams were giving you a headache. But you persisted, doing your best to handle it all as Bob set up the candy for the trick or treaters you would miss on your adventure. 

“If any punk steals the bowl I’ll find em.” He threatens, setting out the sign that says take one before coming to grab the little lion. “What’s the problem little man?”

“Pre trick or treat jitters.” You explain in a serious manner like it was a life or death situation. “What can we do for him doc?” 

“Hmmmm. Serious issue that is.” He pretends to contemplate it, eyebrows pinching before he nods and reaches into the bowl he just set out. “I think I know…. Ah here it is. One insanely sugary root beer sucker for the young patient. Should cure him right up.” 

“Ah, how brilliant.” You laugh, unwrapping it and letting him suck on the candy as you buckle him in, fixing your witches hat to climb in between your two kids and watch them as Bob drives to Mavericks house. 

“Are we going to rich houses?”

“Sorta.” He smiles while you fix your hat. 

Maverick was nice enough to give him the small information that his entire neighborhood was handing out full size bars and they never get enough trick or treaters. 

Not that it mattered because 5 houses in your daughter was complaining about an upset stomach and your son was passed out in his stroller. 

“I love that I painted myself green for this waste of a night.” You laugh, pushing the stroller back to the car as Bob carries little Dorathy back. “I just hope it doesn’t stain.”

“Waste or not I still had a great time.” 

“I did too.” You smile, leaning your head on his empty shoulder to let him kiss your head since the witch hat was now being carried on the stroller to cover your son's face from the lights. “I think the kids we made are perfect, but they have a lot of work to do in the Halloween part of life.”

“I know. 5 houses in and they pass out?” He laughs, rubbing her back. “What happened? I needed to focus but the second we started she lost focus.”

“Disappointing really.” You smile wider. “Disappointing but perfect.”

“Absolutely perfect.”

“Now let’s go home and watch movies.” 

“Deal.” 

-

[Thank you for the gif @unicornships ]

[the-midnight-post]

Trick or treat! 🎃🍬

Thank you so much for stopping by! I see that we share YoI as a fandom, so here's a silly 3-sentence Victuuri (with a surprise trick-or-treater) treat that I whipped up just for you! Happy Halloween 👻🦇

"I'll get it," Yuuri calls out to where Victor is pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven, balancing a bowl of candy with the doorknob before opening it to the very last person he ever expected to see tonight, "—oh, nice costume, Yuri!

"Whatever," he grunts, clearly not happy with the cat ears perched on his head, but shoving his open pillowcase forward anyway, "I dressed up and I'll even say 'trick or treat' too, now give me my candy so I can get out of here."

"Not without a commemorative photo," Victor trills as he makes it to the door, camera already in hand and ready to ambush the others, "don't forget to smile—oh, there he goes—I guess he didn't want the candy after all?"

[phleb0tomist]

I know there's lots of stories out there about bad medical professionals (and I have lived some of them), but do you have any stories about good interactions you've had?

For example, I had a procedure last week, and everyone was nice to me and the procedure itself went as expected. I brought my Pumpkin Kitty from Build-A-Bear, so the doctor and one of the nurses asked for his name, and it's always a green flag when they ask what my stuffed animal's name is. The nurse who asked Blinx's name also talked to me about Halloween, like whether I decorate and how many trick-or-treaters I get.

what a nice thought 😭😭❤️ i’m glad you had a good experience with ur procedure, and especially that the staff were so engaging with positive topics with u!! im the same, i love when people ask about my toys and trinkets. happy late halloween to pumpkin kitty blinx!

i’ve met a lot of awesome paramedics, they always have such rich personalities, as well as being skilled at their jobs they rly saved my sanity in how they handled things when my health was in a bad spot. they always talked to me about my dog, a+ distraction. also a few years ago i had a brilliant nurse who I saw weekly for check ins, she was newly qualified but had such great intuition, i’ll always remember her! she talked to me abt star wars which was my special interest at the time omg she was a treasure :’3

also i will never forget The Vampire…. one time the nurses couldn’t get an IV on me, they made 10 tries including both my feet, so they went to fetch this nurse they called the Vampire bc she could always find veins. i was skeptical but then she did my IV on the first try. my hero lol. the supernatural is real after all

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Fall/Harvest/Spooky Masterlist (4)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 /

Created: October 14th, 2024

Last Checked:—-

Dark and Stormy-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: It was a dark and stormy night when Peeta hurried across campus to the library where she waited for him. At least he thought she would wait. He was late. Very, very, very late. Do You Need A Ride Home?-endlessnightlock (ao3) Intro: Peeta ran a hand through his hair, tugging on the roots in frustration as Rye and those jerk-offs his brother called friends lept back in the car and slammed the doors shut behind them. This night had gone from what sounded like fun- a last-minute invitation to a Halloween party at Rye's college to "there's no way this could get any worse" faster than he would've thought possible. Ever Hallow's Eve-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: District 12 celebrates Halloween, and Everlark takes the toast babies trick-or-treating. Face Paint-thesweetnessofspring (ao3) Summary: Prim really wants to get her face painted at the school Harvest Festival, and Katniss can't deny her even with the family finances being tight. And the boy doing the face painting has a few surprises for the sisters. THG Trick or Treat 2023. Fallen-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Prompt: Katniss taking Peeta to the forest during the fall for the first time to see all of the fall colors. Fall-ing In Love-JHsgf82 (ao3) Summary: For Seasons of Everlark Autumn 2020 edition (Tumblr). Prompt: Fall-ing in love. Picture this on a walk on an Autumn day. Chilly day. The leaves have changed, breathing it in… you notice how a dock is still out in the water. You stand on it breathing in that air… until a dog barks which startles you and you fall in. Boy walking the dog jumps into the semi chilly water to save you. He takes you to his house to warm up….he’s cute, btw. Hope this is something you can work with. Impetuous-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: This fic was born from a horror prompt from katnissdoesnotfollowback on Tumblr: I married a monster Katniss, Is That You?-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Visual and Twist Canon Prompts from Octoberlark 2019 on tumblr. Peeta comes home to check on his wife before Trick or Treaters arrive. Little Red Running Shorts-youarebeingridiculous (ao3) Summary: Katniss Everdeen is forced to go to a fairy tale themed Halloween Party against her will and runs into Peeta's interesting take on the matter. Lost Little Pumpkin-mellowasinyellow (ao3) Summary: Peeta and his son get a bit of a fright in a haunted house. Happy Halloween.

[thekinkyleopard]

Hallowsneeze

A Sven and Elex Non-Canon One-Shot

Halloween Fic

⚠️content warning⚠️

Domestic Bullying, Aggressive behavior, Snz Fic,

Degradation, Smut

Description: Sven and Elex are celebrating their first Halloween in the new home! Sven is so excited to hand out candy for the trick or treaters and put on a light show. Although, Elex has come down with something foul. Hoping it’s enough to get him out of holiday festivities, he may not need to try so hard when he realizes Sven’s naughty secret.

Author’s Notes: AHHHH IM SO BEHIND AND HAVE STILL 3 MORE??? I THINK??? Send help. I have goofed. LOL I hope you guys enjoy this next Halloween installment! @aller-geez Owns Sven and did the beautiful cover~

Sven was practically floating around the house with a dreamy look on his animatedly excited face. He had decided to go as a lion this year, his current therapist suggested steering into the whole circus trauma, thing. Though he had been trying to run from it, she suggested it would be therapeutic for him to just do it HIS way. Be appreciated through himself and his partner instead of hoping for his father’s approval. She wasn’t entirely wrong, it was giving him a new sense of power. HE was in charge of this show. He hopped around setting last minute decor up, and fiddling with some of the outdoor lighting for tonight’s show. “It’s gotta be perfect,” his furrowed brows and pursed lips pulling on his facial structure.

"SNNNNNDDFFFFFF... FUCK!" The teal and orange haired male looked up suddenly hearing a distress signal, his cheeks bright red as it almost startled him completely out of his skin.

"Elly?" Sven called out curiously, swallowing the lump in his throat before he came to a stand and began to walk his way over to the source of the sound.

"H'uSSHiew! Unngg..." a loud series of thuds suddenly emanating from the room as Sven got closer and closer. What was happening to his boyfriend in there? Eventually he stepped within the frame of the door and took a good look at his lover inside. Elex was slamming his head loosely against the closet door, costume pieces in his hands as he snuffled and groaned.

"El, what the fuck are you doing?" Now suddenly irritated the other man was harming himself, the cheshire walked closer and put his hands on each side of the other's shoulders. "Come on now, what's gotten into you?"

"That god damn dog, he gave me his fucking disease," The dark skinned man turned around now to face his mate with his swollen nostrils, chapped and desperate for moisture that wasn't just, more snot. His whole body felt like a pressurized jar, the moment someone would twist him, POP. There he would go.

"Okay, well, I'm sure it's nothing a little uh..." trying his best to not get distracted by the way his lover's dual colored eyes looked as they swelled and glassed over.

"H'utTSSCHH'iew!" Elex’s mouth expelled a cloud of mistral spit and ick downward toward the floor from where he was hunched helplessly. Lazily, he brought his arm across his nose wiping it.

"Medicine can't cure..." swallowing nervously as his gaze looked the other up and down, almost...hungrily? What's that about? Elex only noticed as he slowly came to a stand, looking over and able to make note of it for a few seconds before he was trying his best to stop the leaking mess escaping his raw nose. Sven quickly reached over for a tissue and brought it up to his boyfriend’s face. “I’ll get you some tea, and soup made up…can you at least though, still dress up? It’s part of the gig….” He asked with a slightly sheepish grin trying not to be too persistent, trying to keep an aura of concern. However, secretly, hoping to see that same prideful man try to manage through and wiggle into the outfit after all.

Sven could only imagine the Badger in his costume, suffering with his reddening, itchy nose…blowing loudly out in front of him, not even bothering to cover... No! He had to shove those thoughts down. He couldn’t make himself obvious, or known. The embarrassment…he shook his head. “SnDdfF… I am dressed ub…ma’ car theef,” almost incomprehensible in speech, Elex turned to slide his arm across his leaking and sore nose once more as his leaking and irritated eyes looked through the other’s orange ones.

“No…in the costume I picked for us, in your hand,” rolling his eyes impatiently while taking mental notes of how cute, and delicious the other looked while melting into a metaphysical puddle.

“Ugh bud…Ion wanna..” the green haired grump practically stomped and threw a tantrum, something he truly didn’t do often but was hoping could pull the other into submission.

“Baby…please? For the children?” Sven pleaded with his boyfriend, trying his best to get him into any sort of holiday spirit.

“Maaaann…fugg dem kigs…sndfF..” Elex grumbled with a scoff, rolling his own orbs into his skull, the audacity. Why should he care about some snot nosed brats who feel entitled to his candy? Screw em.

“For me, then?” The Cheshire trying a different angle looked at his boyfriend with softer eyes, bringing a hand up to cup his clenching jaw.

“Hnnn…….” Wanting desperately to say no, but they both knew where this was going to land with the look in each other’s eyes. Elex folding like a lawn chair and Sven coming out victorious per usual.

“I’ll see ya out there,” ruffling the other’s dampened green locks. Elex did his best to try and scrap himself up off the wall he was using as support but it was proving to be quite difficult. He turned into an puddle as he lay on his back against it, staring over at the opposite wall with a leaking nose and boiling point flesh. This wasn’t a good look…but he did promise. He groaned loudly, lazily throwing himself off the wall, kicking a foot back to give himself extra leverage.

“Whyyyyy….” He grumbled again, before finally managing to shove himself back to his feet and gripping the costume in his hand he turned to look in the mirror. “Dumb…” he snuffled and shook his head at himself in the reflection. As if he was being held at gun point, Elex began to strip his clothes off and slowly, reluctantly, slide on the ones he was being forced into. “HUH’SHIEW!” It slipped out of him as the shirt he was pulling over his head came off. He wiped it across his face before tossing it to the floor and grabbing the costume.

The material slightly itchy, uncomfortable but, he couldn’t say he didn’t look delicious in it as he slowly peeled it onto his body, and tightened it where it needed to be. He looked divine. Well, if he wasn’t practically on death’s door. He sighed, snagged his previous shirt off the ground once more feeling another oncoming tickle run up his throat and down the bridge of his nose, “HDGXNT!” He used the shirt as a tissue, his fevering head aching while he began to wipe his nostrils against it aggressively. The joints clacking loudly while he did so. He was doing everything in his power to drain himself of any residual leakage.

Almost never ending but eventually he threw the shirt back down onto the floor and looked up at himself in the long length mirror behind their bedroom door. “Oh…” he muttered looking at himself again. From the rubbing, his nose was chafed, starting to peel on the outter ridges. The sparse spaces of white skin reddened in the area around, his multicolored eyes sunken in. He looked tragically ill and he couldn’t figure if that was good for the particular day it was, or just bad. Would kids be able to even tell the difference? Or care? Fixing his hair, to the best of his ability, finally, he slid on the Ring master hat that went with his lion cladded partner. “Thid id cheegy,” his sinuses so plugged he still couldn’t speak clearly without a hindering muffle.

Shaking the messy green locks he couldn’t seem to get right, despite being primped, he stormed his way out of the room. He was never going to feel satisfied with what he saw so he figured he wouldn’t waste anymore time crying about it in the mirror. “Habby?” The badger stood amongst the living space that Sven was going back and forth fixing the decor to. The cat turned on his heels, looking slightly up at his partner then down. Fuck. He wasn’t exactly prepared for just how much it would turn him on to see Elex dressed as a dying ring master. Was it the daddy issues? Circus traumas? The messy hair and eye bags with a leaky nose? Who knows. All he knew was he stepped forward and continued to openly ogle his partner like he was stuck in a vicious trance.

“Very….you look hot,” looking back up again he smirked, Elex could only meet the interaction with a blush so deeply red it couldn’t be missed, and an eyeroll so incredibly dramatic one might be offended. Yet, Sven knew better. He knew that despite Elex’s rough exterior, he was incredibly submissive.

“Ok perv…whad you wand me do do…snDdf,” crossing his arms stubbornly over his chest with a crook of his hip.

“Hmm…Uhh,” Trying his best to rack his brain of the things he needed to get done or let alone just would need help with tonight, finding static. No data. Head empty.

“Well? Spid id oud!! Damb!!” Elex getting impatient threw his hands up now trying to wave them back and forth to bring Sven back into reality from whatever frozen land he’d stumbled into.

“I’m sorry, Els, you just look so damn cute right now,” shaking his head and putting his chin in the crook of his thumb and index. The forest haired male rolled his eyes yet again, putting his hands at his hips now.

“And IB the unwell one…” almost sneering over at his partner, he couldn’t help but tease him and shake his hips back and forth. “Ya like dat? Hm?” Sven could only respond in a laugh as his own cheeks flushed brightly.

“You’re being silly, come on now, we gotta pass out …uhm,” distracted as he watched the badger’s nose suddenly twist, and twitch. Crinkling in tight circles, round and round.

“Hnn..huh..” shaking his head back and forth trying to fight it off to let his boyfriend speak. Useless. “hIH’IKTSHhh’uuh!” Elex tried to cover his mouth but didn’t work fast enough as it came flying out of him. A puft of saliva floating amongst the halloween lights of their living room. Sven’s face heated further, he cleared his throat.

“Bless…you…I’m gonna, grab the uh…candy,” he blinked a few times trying to physically push away his growing thoughts as he watched his partner explode out right in front of him. Elex looked up, and he saw it, though a glimpse, that familiar sparkle of hunger behind the Cheshire’s eyes was unmistakable to the badger. Could it be? He wondered as he cleaned himself up the best he could.

Sven left the space and walked into the kitchen, trying his best to get himself under control. “Fuck…what’s wrong with me?” Not completely aware that it was the other’s explosive yet sweet sneezes that was bringing him to his knees. Trying his best to focus on ripping the giant bags of miscellaneous candies, and dumping them into a bowl. Yet, it was following him like a cold, fast traveling ghost.

“HeH’eHDtsh! hIH’IKTSH!…Sev….” He heard the echoing sounds of his boyfriend sneezing as he came down the hall, the sounds only getting louder as the delinquent audibly slucked up the wet filling threatening to spill from his sinuses. Sven swallowed deeply. The badger stumbled into the kitchen and slammed his hands on the counter at the opposite side of his smaller mate. “SVEN!” He furrowed his brows and slurped a pool of spit gathering from under his tongue, down his throat.

“Yes, El?” Trying to keep his composure as calm as he could he also attempted to splash an air of annoyance around it while fumbling with the bags of treat.

“Cad….cad you helb me?” He whimpered rather quite pathetically, catching the Cheshire almost completely off guard.

“Help you with what, Elly?” Now softening his demeanor to consider his boyfriend was actually in fact possibly suffering at this current moment. He stepped closer he reached out to brush a few strands from the other’s deepened features.

“Helb?” He asked almost uncharacteristically gently, his hand reaching up to give the cat a tissue. Sven took one look at the other’s offering and realized just what his partner was asking now. Oh no. There’s no way he could get through something so intimate without revealing a secret. Was nothing sacred??

“Oh…uh…I don’t know about that El….” Hesitating as he stepped back with that same, embarrassed look on his face he usually made whenever Elex was pressingly flirtatious. Ah, so it was true. The badger thought to himself as he watched the other play coy. He’d get it out of him one way or another.

“Pleade? For me? I can’d do id…the germbs…I promide to hand oud candy afder…if you helb~” he sniveled and pouted while glassy brown and mint eyes stared down at the weakening Cheshire. With a hesitant grunt and a shaking hand, the cat took hold of the mulched paper and half crumbling it in his palm brought it up to the other’s nose, loosely at first. Averting his orange orbs away from the other’s, his face practically lit a flame. “Don’d loog away…” the badger grumbled furrowing his eyebrows downward.

“I can’t look at you…” Sven practically whispered, afraid of what might happen if he didn’t use every last strain of his energy to hold himself back. Between the tissue weakly tickling his nostrils, instead of holding them tightly, the taller began to hitch again. Finding this to be less helpful if the cat couldn’t face him.

“B-huh…ut…h’uhTSSCH! God damnb id…LIGE YOU MEAND ID!” He swiftly grabbed Sven’s hand around his own nose and forcibly squeezed, rubbing in circles as the mess leaked onto the softening, now moistened piece of mulch. Relieved he wouldn’t have to touch it himself.

“E-Elex!” The Cheshire suddenly snapped, moving his gaze quickly over to look at the other, immediately frustrated by the badger’s outburst and overstepping their dynamic. “Don’t just take over like that,” he almost growled, as much as he could trying to remain stoic with his bratty boyfriend. He couldn’t deny it was working for him though, between the attitude, the vulnerability and the raging cold there was no way he could hide the obvious.

“Yeah? Mage me stob den..Aren’d you in chaaaaardge? Hm? Probe it,” The Badger now smirked with confidence, oozing with a new found cockiness that threw off the Cheshire, if only a few moments before he was starting to realize that the previous masking had been pointless.

“W-what?” Almost thrown off by the other’s challenging behavior. Oh so he wanted him to assert his authority did he? Cheeky fucking street rat.

“Probe Your— H’TSCHH! —in chardge …-say you, Cold fugger?” The badger repeated himself trying not to let the sneeze detract from the current aura of control he held. He knew Sven’s secret. It was obvious to them both now. Yet, any fantasy of being in charge of this situation was taken back as the cat angrily shot a hand up to grip the other tightly by his thin, darkened throat.

“You’re so fucking smug…this is why I didn’t wanna say anything…you think you can just use it against me,” pushing the other up now against the kitchen counter, his leg between Elex’s. There were random rings at the doorbell, and the chime of small children in unison, but neither could be bothered to attend the trick or treating station. Leaving them open to neighborhood criticism later, but who the fuck cares?

“Yeah? Too fuggin’ bad, huh? You gotta stop keeping secrets,” Elex smirked licking his moistened lips, his elongated teeth sparkling under the kitchen lighting.

“I’m going to punish that putrid fucking mouth of yours,” the badger fully under his skin now, just like he always managed to do. Sven’s gaze unable to be taken off the other’s swollen, glazy features. They were almost too delicious as he could only hope to see him get worse.

“Mm don’d threaden me with a good dime,” pushing his hips down into the cat, body desperate for any sort of friction as the grip on his throat tightened and his cock responded appropriately.

“Oh, never a threat my sweet boy…I only make you promises,” throwing his tented front into the other, grinding themselves together in a slow fashion. “But since you know my secret…I guess I can stop being subtle about it,” bringing his free hand up, his index finger came around to tickle the other’s twitching nostrils.

“Bu-d…you-r hand…” the forest haired male struggled and strained against the prickling that germinated through out the inner nerves of his nose.

“Sneeze through it…I know you can,” Sven replied coldly, his gaze locked on the ever so slight twitch of Elex’s upper lip and corner nostril. The involuntarily way it jumped…the cat swallowed deeply.

“Hu’—H’IKTDXT!” Tossing his head forward as the mess hit the other’s palm, the flesh of it now wet with Elex’s sick as it glistened under the kitchen lights.

“You can do better than that,” barely giving the badger any room to actually release, tormenting him. Sven’s body just pressed closer into the male as his index wiggled rapidly.

“H’DGNXT!! I—“ interrupted quickly by another loud hitch, like a small goblin stealing his sound as he tried to sneeze through being choked. Truthfully though, unable to retaliate due to the current circumstances of his situation.

“Tsk tsk, I thought you were stronger than that, huh?” The Cheshire’s lips pulled up into a confident, side smirk, realizing that even if the bully knew his secret, he was currently in the position of control here.

“Fu—k…y..H’GXT! H'utTSSCHH’iew” Despite his best efforts his body betrayed him through his spiteful comeback of trying to let the other know just how he felt about his inability to defend his reputation and honor. A sniveling, leaking, swelling mess under his partner’s hands instead.

“My pleasure to,” twisting the other around rapidly in one swift motion and quickly flinging him over the counter his hand finally releasing the other’s neck but now gripping a full hold onto green locks while his free hand worked to aggressively pull down Elex’s pants.

“Hey! H’uSSH’hhiew!” Unable to get a full thought out before his sinuses were working aggressively against him, pushing a gust of salivic dust across his own chin and hands, he grumbled weakly after. His fingers tightened against the counter grout while his partner violated him.

“What? Why protest now? You pushed me to get us here, did you not?” He purred seductively into the badger’s sensitive ear, causing the other to shudder and let out an involuntary whimper.

“I-I didn’d expeg you to ged so…persisdand…snnddff…” Elex smirked behind him, pushing his now exposed bare bottom against Sven’s growing and still clothed bulge. The cat’s head fell back for a few seconds, orange orbs rolling into the back of his skull as he enjoyed the slice of pleasure. He didn’t mean to give into his innate desires but god damn did the other bring it out of him.

“Me ??? You’re the one throwing that slutty dripping nose around and openly sneezing into our shared space…in costume no less,” grunting almost angrily, as if they both somehow didn’t contain any ounce of self control in this household.

The Cheshire was past his point, the cat was out of the bag, would Elex possibly use this against him in the future? Absolutely. To get a head of it, he had to make sure he reminded the Badger who’s really in charge here. “If you had,” thrusting his bulge in between El’s cheeks, attempting to rub and tease his mate’s hole. “Any idea what you were doing….”

“I mighd…snDf…h’hih…SShhiew! If I could ged dhis cold under condrol…” he snarfled loudly trying to clear his sinuses but they were just overflowing. His head ached, pounded, body on fire for more than one reason. His thoughts didn’t make any sense and all he could focus on was the pleasure to hurl him away from the throbbing in his head.

Normally he was much quicker with come backs, light on his feet, sassy. Yet between the constant burning in his throat and build up wishing to be loosened, and Sven teasing him, he was completely losing his sense of self.

“Look at you…a mindless moldable pile of goo…you can’t even be a pain in my ass in this state,” he almost snickered maliciously, yet left it at a sneer, and instead started undoing the buttons on his pants.

“Ye-yeah? Wh-whadd’you know? Hm? SNdfff..” the beat red badger retorted back looking behind his shoulder to watch Sven’s hands work quickly at the cloth keeping them apart.

“Oh? I know enough that you’re willingly bent over this counter practically in heat waiting for this dick to be inside you,” licking his teeth as his orange eyes hungrily consumed Elex’s vulnerable position, trembling legs spread with pants halfway down them.

“Well…I mean…I didn’t hab mugh a choide…” the taller smirked at his lover, managing to maintain an energy of seductive mischief while he was still being a smart ass, despite that his body felt like it really could give way any moment. His flesh hot, and his nostrils delicately twitching through each passing second. Yet his body betrayed the words he spoke and Sven could only shake his head with a chuckle.

“Oh? So you won’t beg for it then?” He raised a curious brow, considering the nature of his cock hungry boyfriend, he doubted it. He was willing to put his whole soul on it, fishing his length out of it’s containment.

“No…?” The brown and green eyed male avoided looking back at the other’s skeptical gaze, trying to prove a point, Sven wasn’t sure even Elex knew the point was trying to make. He just knew he was trying to fight off the intrusive need to desperately bounce himself against the other’s now exposed length and also, not pass out. Between adrenaline and fever, everything felt very fast around him. His blood felt like it was gushing through him at 60 mph.

“I think I can get you there,” Sven noticed how quickly and suddenly Elex tried to reserve himself, as if that would give him any sort of leg up in this. Sven gently pressed himself between the crack of his lover’s cheeks.

“Yeah? Bet,” the dark skinned man shuddered weakly, biting his lower lip but still challenging himself to stay clean from begging any further.

“If I win, I not only get to cum deep inside your ass, but you have to wait to cum until after handing out candy, and the light show,” now giving out his side of the ultimatum. They made bets like these all the time. Sven was usually much better at finding out which bets were worth his while enough to participate. AKA which ones were easier to come out victorious.

“If I win, you make ME cumb and cader do my deeds, and I ged do ditshh the kids,” as Elex looked behind him, the two made eye contact and this act alone seemed to solidify their deal. Neither of them ever capable of having any moment that wasn’t a competition between each other.

“You’re an absolute pill, but you’re on, because I already know what needs to be done,” Sven starved off a serious chuckle, but he was incredibly confident he was going to get the other cracked like an egg in no time. It was already in his grasp.

“Whad do yo—“ the dark skinned mate cut off by Sven who leaned in and latched his mouth onto the space just under the badger’s ear, causing the man to freeze completely, his body turning rigid. “W-wa-i….” His legs trembling before the cat took a deep and painful bite into the side of his boyfriend’s soft tender flesh, gripping it, small lines of crimson spilling down his skin. Elex cried out, digging at the stone material under his chipping nails. Subconsciously his hips rolled into the shorter who could only smirk behind the grip his fangs had on the badger. Slowly his hands traveled down the other’s dark and spotted skin.

“See?” Though slightly muffled behind the grip his mouth had on the other, his hands had dipped below the delinquent’s waist to feel Elex’s twitching length, teasing it with feather light touches before ripping away. “Loog ah tha, so needy..” he muttered behind the badger’s bleeding flesh, who could only tremble in response. His arms finally came up, like a backpack almost, he gripped the badger’s shoulders. Using the new leverage to pull him down onto his own rock solid length, grinding the two of them together, there was a collected moan.

Sven slowly increased his speed inch by inch, just sliding his hardened cock across the other over and over as his teeth continued to pressurize, and depressurize. Elex already in a weakened state of being snuffled while whimpering loosely and despite wanting to let this all be over with, and give in, he found himself fighting against two forces of pressure.

If he wasn’t being squashed under the weight of this inconsistent cold, he was wishing Sven was full length deep inside him. Yet he didn’t want to look weak for begging. Although as every second passed it sounded less and less emasculating. “Hnn…Hh’Uh’kSshiW!” He spat again as the sneeze rolled over his wet, plumped lips. He wanted to give in, but caving under the bet within 40 seconds of making it, just felt so fucking pathetic he almost found it paralyzing.

“I love that sound…you’re so sexy when you’re all stuffy, and sneezy…I just want to fill you up and take good care of you,” the cat purred into Elex’s bruising, bleeding flesh, still leaving large, painful nips all across his shoulder there.

“Perv…ert” Elex could only gasp as his body continue to rock involuntarily against his stubborn wishes. He wanted to be petty, pull away, fight the other off, but he was so weak, so easily manipulated in this current state of being. Sven began to up the ante and slid the tip of his length just past his cheeks to rub tenderly at his mate’s puckered entrance. “Oh fuck—ing shit…” hoping if he could just push back enough…

“Aht, cheater,” Sven smirked calling the badger out on his sneaky behavior before yanking him back by his hair, one hand still gripping an ass cheek to keep it spread apart. “Go on, I know you want to, let’s stop playing these games…beg for it,” hissing low from within his throat. Idk new the other was just being stubborn. He loved that only he knew what buttons to press.

“N-n…” already starting his protest..but being interrupted by something much darker than that. As he wanted to push his luck essentially, he suddenly found another sneeze brewing under the surface of his tickling throat. Bubbling up like a fish unwanted in his esophagus.

“Elex Parker,” the Cheshire commanded at first with a very serious, flattened tone. However, when he didn’t receive anything back he looked over to see his boyfriend struggling with a forcible hitch. Jaw slacked open, tongue pulsating in and out of his mouth before soon, he couldn’t contain it.

“H’H'utTSSCHH’iew!” Elex snuffled loudly afterwards, scooping up as much snot and sick back into his body as he could to avoid it making a mess upon the counter. Despite the fact there was a patchwork of spittal spots about.

“Absolutely delightful….but still not what I want…come on, baby, let’s hear it,” the cat leaned in closer to speak the words directly into the other’s ear drum. Elex, despite his protests, couldn’t hold back as he lightly shuddered against the hot air hitting sensitive flesh.

“No..” he sucked in the word, along with his lower lip while he felt his wavering strength slowly give way. He wasn’t going to be able to resist, was he? No…because the more Sven worked to tease him, the more Elex’s imagination ran wild. Knowing full well they were in this particular situation because he had picked on the fact, that he wasn’t the only one attracted to a sick partner. The badger was aware of the slippery slope he was standing on when he made the bet, but didn’t realize how weak he would look..so rapidly.

“Don’t be be like that…” the Cheshire purred mischievously, teeth nipping and grazing across the softened flesh of the green haired man’s flushing ear.

“Hnn..f-fuc…k…okay…pleade…,” he couldn’t withstand it any longer. Seriously? His ears were one of his biggest targets, his Achilles heel…Sven knew it and used it to his advantage every single time, it was almost a curse for the taller bottom.

“Please, what?” Just barely gusting the words above the other’s ear canal, feeling the badger’s body twitch under him.

“Fuc….k…me..” he was almost exhausted, the words came out like broken up static, like he’d ran a full mile within a second and didn’t have time to register. Panting, vigorously, unstoppable as his half lidded eyes slid to the side, trying to get a look at his sadistic partner.

“I can’t hear you, so sorry, what was that?” Trying to play off the role that he was not aware nor capable of tormenting anyone, let alone the love of his life.

“God damb it, Sben FUCG ME!” The impatience that started to bubble up and over take the man pressed against the counter was leaking out into their conversation. This caused the sadist cat to chuckle just barely before his next turn of phrase came out as cold as icicles.

“Why should I?” The silence that filled the room afterwards was thick, one was going to need the sharpest knife to cut through it.

“Pleeeeeade…” it came out in a high pitched whine, almost out of character as Elex could hardly contain himself any longer, tossing the winnings out the window. He backed into the other just hoping to feel anything besides miserable, knowing full well that once he had Sven’s length massaging his walls, there would be some sort of silver lining.

“I don’t know….” The shorter boyfriend chewed on his lip while his orange gaze ran up and down his counterpart’s perfectly spread body, hands exploring, clawing and sliding over it. “I’m not convinced…” clicking his tongue before his hands became nothing but a whisper, and his cock a memory pressed against him. Sven’s body just standing a heated inch away from Elex’s flesh.

“SBEN…I need you…” feeling empty suddenly as the other stood back and away. This was mean. Cruel. Crueler than he had ever been to the cat. “Baby…I’b begging you…” it truly almost sounded like the badge might actually cry, finally, his defeated, lidded and glassy eyes looked behind him to meet with Sven’s triumphant gaze.

“That’s my good boy…assert your feelings, and toss the competition,” the streamer snickered as his hands roughly clawed down the other’s sides to his rear end now, pushing his cheeks apart. The badger could only roll his eyes back while he turned into a puddle upon Sven touching his body once more. Like being splashed with cold water on a scorching hot day. Relief. The cat looked downward long enough to spit a large amount of saliva down against the top of his cock that dripped onto the badger’s hole.

“Ahh~ hnn…~” Elex twitched and whimpered, and before long Sven was able to shove his waiting, wanting cock inside of Elex’s tightened entrance, both of them grunting through clenched jaws as he was filled.

“Never get tired of being inside you….” The aqua and ginger haired male grunted through his tightened teeth.

“I god-…da…sn-Ee…” Elex hesitated and panted through each snap of Sven’s taut and energetic hips. Trying to warn as his body spasmed and stuttered to hold the dribbling snot from his nose and the prickle of release threatening him.

“Please do, I wanna feel you tighten around me…” sliding his palms up and under Elex’s ring master shirt that was still on his body, to tickle the badger’s delicate spine, flattened hands slipping up and down goosebumped flesh. Whilst he continued to push and shove his way through the delinquent’s ass.

“H’…” trying to focus on giving them both what they wanted, but he was so relaxed by the cat’s fingers and palms that the feeling almost subsided away. Spoiler alert, he wouldn’t be so lucky to be cured by gamer cock. No. Instead his body lurched forward violently against the counter, his palms skidding against rough grout and shredding the first layer of flesh. “Heh’EhDTSHhiew!!” It sprung him forth, another layer of spit could be seen in the thin shred of light above them, a line of snot trickling down Elex’s face. He quickly nudged his nose against the fabric of clothing against his shoulder successfully smudging it off his face before his forehead fell against the counter.

Sven watching it all unfold, couldn’t help but fight off a large shit eating grin. It felt so good around his aching dick, the way Elex’s ass tightened quickly and released during the sneeze. He wanted to throw his head back with the largest smile. But he swallowed it. He had to. A grin that big could cause him to disappear and he wasn’t trying to ruin the moment. His lips fell, and his brows furrowed, he snapped forward like all reserve was missing and there was nothing, or no one holding him back. Cause there wasn’t. His cock snapping in and outward, hands keeping him steady with each palm gripping tightly to Elex’s tanned cheeks. “You-…would find a way….to distract me this holiday….” Clenching his jaw, chastising the male below as those tightening walls kept driving him further into insanity.

“I—…” normally he wasn’t so stumped but the badger was so hot for his feline mate that he found himself speechless to retort. “Oops…” was all he managed, causing the cat to hiss almost soundlessly. Bringing one hand up and cracking it back down against Elex’s tight cheek, the male yelped.

“Oops is right….just you wait…” licking his teeth he released the badger’s ass cheeks only to slink his hands up and around Elex’s neck, both palms interlocking together around the taller’s throat. Now using this, as a form of leverage while the green haired male gasped between thrusts. “Fuuuck..that’s gonna make me cum,” grunting past his foul response, the other eagerly shoved his ass backward into Sven’s lustfilled pounds. “Look at you go baby…even when you can’t breathe you still want it…” breathlessly chuckling as a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead.

Elex was fully drooling down the right side of his mouth, cold? Fever? Sneezing? Who? Gone. Illness was misplaced in another dimension because all the badger could focus on was the way his face felt like it might pop if he didn’t get air soon, and also, how badly he wanted to feel Sven’s hot seed overfill him. His nose and mouth leaking fluids while his hips worked to match each stuttering thrust the closer Sven got to the edge.

“Are you ready? Hm, my degenerate little slut? I’m going to fill your hole…” it was almost a miracle either of them could get any coherent thoughts out, let alone sentences but Sven managed as his orgasm built up through him, causing his legs to tremble as he inched closer.

“I—“ The badger stammered weakly, his vision blackened on the edges with Sven’s hands still tight around his neck.

“Hm? Are you?” Knowing full well it was almost impossible for the other to speak but, he’d seen him escape worse scenarios. Plus the cat loved pushing him past his normal limits. How far could he stretch his favorite toy?

“Ye—s…” The dark skinned male choked as his duo colored eyes rolled into the back of his head.

“Yes what?” Sven practically spat through a tightened jaw, fingers squeezing impatiently as he drove himself inward to assault and pound at Elex’s prostate.

“Yes…..Sir…!” Whimpering behind the lack of oxygen, his words still escaped and it was enough to send shivers down the cat’s entire nervous system.

“That’s right…” blowing his load inside the badger, but as quickly as he did, he couldn’t relish in it for too long, couldn’t give in. They had made a deal. A bet, and Sven had won. Quickly he pulled his spent length from the other’s puckering, and leaking entrance, the cat yawned and while tucking himself away, stepped back. “Man, that was fucking awesome…ready to hand out candy?” Clapping his hands together loudly once he was all put together again.

“Wh-what?!” Elex shot a look behind himself, legs still spread apart with his pants around his ankles.

“Did you…forget the bet we made? You begged me for cock…ergo , handing out candy,” his hands flattened and moved about in a display from between the two of them and toward the bowl of candy on the counter.

“You’re not even going to—“ quickly cut off as Elex was starting to slowly turn around and come to the realization that, Sven was dead serious in his convictions.

“Sometimes I think we should get you checked for memory loss,” shaking his head back and forth, the cat now crossed his arms over his chest to get a good look at the mess that was his sniveling, wet boyfriend.

“Mem— YOU ASS! I didn’t think you were serious!” Quickly, his cheeks flushed in a brightly embarrassed blush, snatching his pants and pulling them back up over his waist, almost with complete offense.

“Oh so if you had won, would you still be thinking I wasn’t serious??” Sven tilted his head, raising a brow, did the Badger really play him for a fool? So bets only count if he were to have won? Not in this household.

“How was I EVER going to win in that position!?” Elex tossed his free hand up with exasperation as his other made quick work to button and re-zip his pants again.

“You’ve managed you’re way out of prison twice, I would assume…” lifting an index finger to interrupt the excuse but finding himself shortly cut off in the heat of it.

“Different situations, COMPLETELY!” Narrowing his different colored eyes toward the stubborn cat he was suddenly extremely irritated with. How dare he! He was supposed to be at HIS finger tips! How’d it get turned around? This wasn’t the original plan!

“Oh stop your whining and come be apart of the holiday fun,” Sven tried to lighten the mood with a wink, stepping closer to wrap his arm around the other’s thin waist, reaching up to kiss under the heated badger’s jaw. “I’ll nurse you back to health after, ok?” Pulling away slowly, he now took both his hands and scooped them under the candy bowl. He began crossing his way out of the kitchen to open the front door as the bell chimed throughout the house.

“This is bullshit….” Elex grumbled now to himself, this was complete and utter stupidity because he..thought he had a sure fire way out. If not just being sick in general, but having seduced the other….man…this was worse than the American justice system. Somehow he went in fully confident and fucked worse than any state, county or country could.

“Trick or treat!!!” The children echoed from the hall as Sven opened the front door to be greeted with many different masked faces.

“Happy Halloween!” The cat cheered at them, leaning forward to give them free range of the bowl, some taking one, a few taking handfuls or even just a couple a time. The badger sighed, realizing that maybe, he didn’t have to hate Halloween this year. Sure, he felt like garbage now that the ecstasy and adrenaline had worn off, but truthfully, he needed to make new memories over the old ones. So he dusted himself off, cleaned himself up, blew his nose, took a shot of Dayquil and managed to put his best foot forward at having a better holiday spent, with his best friend and soul mate.

The End

Author’s Notes: Beep Boop I’m unmedicated so it’s taking a while to be motivated to write but ayooo I’m here! I did it! 3rd Halloween fic for the month! Unclear if I’ll be able to do every couple this month before it’s November but imma still try! I hope you guys are enjoying them 🥺 written feedback means the world to me and motivates me to write more/faster. Appreciate you guys and your patience 🫶🏻🥰

[wizardpink]

3, 22, 25

3. Screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr.

LOOOOOORD where to even begin. Truly my brain chews these up and immediately sends them to the trash bin to save me from remembering them but hmm. You know I have to go back to Mando fandom and remember the person who called dinluke shippers racist because dinluke is a "white ship" and bobadin wasn't. Like I really think they considered Pedro Pascal white in one ship and latino (not a race) in the other, their logic made no sense. Also when I looked around their blog they were primarily an obikin shipper, two dudes who are not only 100% white but also coded as brothers, so this person really had the moral high ground to dictate problematic ships to the masses.

Also the person who read The Children of the Watch / The Armorer as Buddhist coded which is totally cool, but insisted that their headcanon was so airtight that there's no way that wasn't the writers' intention and therefore it was canon, and to see any other religions reflected in them was anti-Asian / anti-Eastern and western-centric bigotry. Despite there being -zero- textual evidence or word from writers that Buddhism was an inspiration for their religion, let alone the only inspiration.

I doubt I have to tell you that the first person was white and the second specifically British.

22. Your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores.

Ooooh... Since it's on my mind from earlier, Louis, Lestat, and Claudia celebrate Christmas! They put up a tree! Do they hang stockings? Did they have favorite carols? What other holidays did they celebrate? I want to see Armand with the trick-or-treaters from QOTD more than I need friggin air...

Also I'm just fascinated by all the world events they lived through that we never saw. How did Armand, who lived in Italy before Galileo was born, react to the moon landing? What was it like for Louis seeing the Civil Rights Movement unfolding in the 60s as a Black American but also as a vampire disconnected from humanity? Where was Lestat during Hurricane Katrina? How did he make sure he had a safe place to sleep while the sun was up? I need to see everything.

25. Common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing.

Honestly I'm tired of hearing complaints from Nandermo shippers about not getting explicit Nandermo romance in the 22 minute absurdist vampire comedy mockumentary show. Like it would be cool, for like five minutes, but the show is funnier when everyone is losing and having a bad time. Nandermo falling in love and living happily every after aint funny! Sorry! The Office sucked after Jim and Pam got together. I hope all of you get Nandermo in the very last episode but not a moment before lol.

[animationstarlover1983]

Five Nights At Freddy’s: System Reboot AU.

Spook-Fest Party.

Description: A Small Short Fnaf Story for Halloween.

Extra: this story was literally written at the last moment because I somehow forgot it was Halloween lol, also this story adds in certain elements from the Games - Books and Movie.

Please Enjoy

And Happy Halloween.

It was a a spooky and scary night for Halloween, the entire neighborhood was filled to the brim with Halloween Decorations and stuff, many of the houses were his

At the Arrington House Vanessa was putting up the last of the Decorations all while wearing a Yellow Princess Costume

As she finish to walked towards the stairs and looked up

Vanessa: Brownie Bean, hurry we’re gonna be late, and the others will be here soon (Dressed up as a Yellow Princess).

Gregory: I’m coming, I’m almost done with my costume

(The doorbell rings)

Vanessa: hmm must be tricker-treaters (walks toward the front door)

(Opens door)

Vanessa: Hello

Vanessa was surprised once she saw who were at the door, it was Gregory’s friends all in their costumes, Cassie was Dressed as a Yellow Princess as well, Tony was Dressed as an Detective, Ellis was Dressed as a Paladin, Amelia was An Pink Priestess, Devon was a Dwarf and Oswald was an

Vanessa: Oh hey their guys, wow I love your costumes, are you guys here for your candy

Amelia, Ellis and Devon: yes-

Cassie, Tony and Oswald: No

They looked at each other in confusion

Tony: we’re just here to see if Greg is ready

Vanessa: oh yeah he’s just getting his costume ready

Gregory: okay I’m ready (rushes down the stairs)

Gregory rushes down stairs dressed as a Blue Wizard

Vanessa: aww, you look so cute in your little Wizard outfit

Gregory: (Slightly Embarrassed) it’s not supposed to be cute it’s suppose to be cool

Cassie: I think you look really cool

Gregory: thanks, I really like all your costumes as well

Vanessa: by the way did you guys come here all on your own

Cassie: no my dad actually drove us here, Roxy’s here as well

Cassie’s dad Jeremy would them come from the car to say hi dressed up as Bonnie and Roxy dressed up as Ghost Face

Vanessa: hi Jeremy, Roxy

Gregory: hi Mr Fitzgerald, hi Roxy

Jeremy: Nice to see you 2, love your costumes by the way

Amelia: so are we going Trick or Treating or what

Gregory: actually we’re doing something even better

Amelia: Better?

Gregory: yup, the town is having a special Halloween event called The Spook-Fest

Ellis: Sounds SPOOKY (Laughing to himself)

Everyone else just stares and cringes at the joke he just made

Ellis: (clears his throat) anyways

Everyone’s attention was then turned to inside the house as they heard heavy footsteps and Freddy’s showed up dressed up as Optimus Prime

Roxanne: wow Freddy, nice Tin man outfit

Freddy: Roxy, you know I’m Optimus

Roxanne: (snicker) just messing with you

Freddy: well come on, the others are probably already their what are we waiting for, Autobots Roll Out (internally: I’ve always wanted to say that)

After a short while our 3 star fam and friends made their way to the spookfest party, it was a huge outdoor celebration in a large pumpkin patch

Cassie: Woah this place is so cool

Gregory: hey guys let’s make a bet, whoever can gather the most candy from this place wins

Ellis: your on, and the loser has give the winner all their best candy

Amelia: Bring it chumps

Oswald: this is not gonna end well is it 😒

Gregory: 3 2 1 go go go

Vanessa: guys just don’t cause trouble for anyone, (small sigh), Cassie, Tony, Oswald please make sure they don’t get into any trouble

Cassie, Tony and Oswald: we will do our best

they all went to enjoy their time, Gregory and his friends competed in games and challenges all over the Spookfest, Meanwhile Vannesa - Freddy - Roxy and Jeremy supervised them from afar, as time passed vanessa was greeted by their other friends Luis Cabrera, Nora Wu, Tristan Mazely and Daniel Rocha, Luis was dressed as a Knight, Nora was dressed as a Ranger, Tristan was a Bard, Daniel was a Rogue and Quinn was a Witch.

Luis: Hi Ness

Nora: sup dorks

Tristan: hey guys

Daniel: what up

Quinn: Whattup

Vanessa: Guys their you are, wow I’m really digging the fantasy fits

Luis: thanks, nice princess outfit

Vanessa: Thank you, I made the costume myself but Gregory actually was the one who suggested it to me

Nora: so how is your little Gremlin doing

Vanessa: he’s doing fine, he and his friends wanted to come out here and hang out

Soon Vanessa and her friends found their conversation ending quickly as they noticed the arrival of their animatronic friends Bonnie, Chica, Foxy and Monty, Bonnie was dressed as A ghost, Chica was dressed as a Fairy, Foxy was a Pumpkin and moon was a Candy Corn, Monty didn’t dress up

Chica: Hi Bestie, sorry we’re a little late

Bonnie: yeah it took forever for us to pick out costumes

Moon: that and a certain Reptilian refused to wear something

Monty: I don’t need to wear anything, this is the only time of year where I can go as myself

Foxy: never mind him, how have you’ve guys been

Tristan we’ve been pretty good, how about you guys

Chica: seven been doing fine as well

Vanessa: glad to hear that

Daniel: anyway come on guys let’s not just stand around we’re here to celebrate Halloween

Quinn: Agreed let’s get this party started

As the night went on they were Halloween songs, face painting, corn mazes and many other things, it almost felt as if this night would never end

Jeremy: man this night sure has been fun, I haven’t felt this way about Halloween for a long time

Freddy: I agree tonight’s been such a fun night

Roxanne: y know I’n surprised, I thought the kids were gonna get in some kind of trouble or something

Roxy immediately took her words back as soon as she heard a man yell at some kids

Underpaid worker: HEY GET BACK HERE YA LITTLE HEATHENS

The worker just so happens to be yelling at Gregory, Ellis, Amelia and Devon as they made their way to the others

Gregory: hey mom, uh I think we’re ready to go now

Vanessa: what did you kids do this time

Gregory, Ellis, Amelia and Devon: Nothing 😅😁

Tony: They took all the candy bowls and filled their bags

Underpaid Worker: THERE YOU ARE

Ellis: BOOK IT

And as the faz-family made their grand escape from the wrath of an angry worker they all looked at each other while smiling and laughing knowing that they all had one of if not the best Halloween ever.

The End.

EPILOGUE.

(Doorbell ring)

As the doorbell rings a small group of 6 kids patiently await the door to open, as they hear the locks and door opening they are met with a large and tall orange bear man

Freddy: hello kids, alright everyone line up, you can each take 5 pieces of candy

Little boy: sir what’s your costume

Freddy: oh, well I’m a Advance Sentient AI that’s haunted by an unresting Spirit

Little girl: no your not

Freddy: uh ok, and why is that’s

Little girl: well monsters aren’t suppose to be cute

(1 minute later)

Vanessa: geez we ran out of candy already

Freddy: (Crying tears of joy while holding an empty candy bowl) 🥹

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Halloween Activities (2) Masterlist

part one

Links last checked: October 10th, 2024

Being Alone - doomedhowell

Summary: Phil is away for the week as he is visiting family. Dan edits a video the ‘spooky week’ on danandphilgames, but he’s too scared to do anything afterwards. Phil calls him and reassures him and comforts him.

Candy (ao3) - greymarius

Summary: Dan and Phil take their son, Dil, trick-or-treating on the day of Halloween. Dan, being the little sneak that he is, decides to steal half of Dil’s candy.

Drop the Bones (ao3) - justiceshorts

Summary: In which Dan and Phil fuck to the Living Tombstone remix of Spooky Scary Skeletons to completely immerse themselves in the Halloween spirit.

Fancy Dress (ao3) - americanphancakes

Summary: At a Halloween masquerade ball, Phil is taken by a beauty on the other side of the room. It’s like a fairy tale. But what’s reality going to be like?

Halloween With Family (ao3) - Hannah_Writes

Summary: Dan and Phil take their children out Trick or Treating.

Homoerotic Vampire Make-Out Session (ao3) - husbants

Summary: It’s October 2015 and Phil wants to indulge Dan in a little festive vampire roleplay. Dan seemed to like writing “The Urge,” after all.

Hot Baking Twink Jacks Huge Cock (ao3) - adorkablephil (kimberly_a)

Summary: Halloween Baking heats up (really just shameless porn)

Picking Pumpkins (ao3) - scifi

Summary: Dan and Phil visit a pumpkin patch.

Scare(d) Actors (ao3) - ThePetetoherPatrick

Summary: “If you ever ask me to do something like that again, I will haunt you myself after I die of a heart attack, Phillip.”

seeing stars, sinking these dreams (ao3) - sunflowerwitches

Summary: dan’s daughter finally demands to go trick or treating on halloween, much to dan’s delight, but he isn’t aware that he’d get a treat of his own

Spiced Drinks, Scary Things and Stupid Suggestions (ao3) - DryCereal

Summary: Autumn 2016. Sometimes picking the games is harder than playing them. Who’d have thought?

Sugar, Sugar (ao3) - larry_hystereks

Summary: Dan’s too little to go trick or treating by himself, so Phil goes with him.

sweet tooth (ao3) - larry_hystereks

Summary: dan catches someone doing some late night snacking in the kitchen

The House of Horrors (ao3) - alimacbrux

Summary: Phil really didn’t want to go to the House of Horrors again, but when his friends decide to drag him along, the haunted house has far more surprises than Phil had bargained for-and not always in a bad way.

The Monster Bunch (ao3) - Nefertiti1052 (Succubusphan)

Summary: Omega Dan and Alpha Phil take their kids trick or treating.

Treats (ao3) - phangelica

Summary: Dan is giving out candy to trick or treaters with Phil and thinking about forever.

Trick Or Treat (wattpad) - PhanOnIce

Summary: Dan and Phil take their 3 year old and 7 year old trick or treating.

vampires will never hurt you (ao3) - howellesterfics

Summary: Dan is embarrassed by his mistake of a Halloween costume, but not everybody has such negative feelings towards it.

Winnie The Pooh - doomedhowell

Summary: Dan and Phil take their littlest trick-or-treating.

You’re the spirit of the night, darling (ao3) - gravityplant

Summary: In which Phil says he’s visiting Dan’s work to look at the Halloween decorations. But it quickly becomes apparent that might’ve only been a half-truth.

[simgerale]

MIRANDA!!!!!!!!

okay, because the post posted between my classes all I could do is make a quick reblog and try not to cry, but now I can really process my thoughts. Fair warning, this is gonna be long. And I do mean LONG.

The fact that she finally let him use her name... He told her to call him Luca SO early on, and now she's finally letting down that wall and allowing him to be familiar with her. (Also the fact that the first time he ever calls her by her name is when he's accepting her marriage proposal... 🥺😭)

Also, the fact that she's already wearing a wedding dress....

Also, BUTTERFLY WEDDING DRESS!!!!!!!!! And it's blue!!!! Blue butterflies have been her symbol since the beginning, and she ends the story dressed like that... PERFECT. And Luca's outfit.... God, I love that outfit so much. I have you to thank for me having it in my game, actually. You sent it along with Kris and now I will never let go of it. Luca looks exceptionally good in it, though. Especially the navy blue. (They're both wearing blue...)

"For us." THAT BROKE ME MIRANDA. "Not for Volais, Not for Eden, for us. Only for us." That is literally the most romantic, amazing, adorable, lovable thing he could have said in that moment. NO WONDER Maggie is in love with him.

The tug on her gloves... For all she sounds confident and secure in the moment, I'm sure Maggie was SO NERVOUS. Imagine proposing to the love of your life, and not only that but it's the first time you've talked to/seen him since you impulsively kissed him when he woke up after nearly dying of poison. And not only THAT, but this proposal could also literally change the world by creating an alliance between Eden and Volais..... Of COURSE she's nervous. I would be terrified in any one of those scenarios, let alone all three at once.

But Luca just is so calm and collected the whole time. And I imagine it's because he's realized his feelings a lot earlier. He already knows -- has known -- that he's in love with Maggie. And he's so confident in that love.

THE HAND KISS. I'm down bad for hand kisses. I can't even explain why, but they are the HEIGHT of romance.

Also the final kiss!!!!!!!!! They finally get to do it right. And I imagine they were there for a long time. 🥺

The fact that you labeled it as "The Beginning". Because hell yeah it is. It's the beginning of their forever after, the beginning of an alliance, the beginning of a real relationship between them, the beginning of an NEW ERA.

Also, please tell me Olette and Sheridan get their happy-ever-after too. I know they do, but I wanna hear it anyways.

I can't wait to hear what happens to my babies after this, but even if I don't ever get to know, this was such a lovely, perfect ending to Regal. THANK YOU for taking me along on this journey for the past two years. (Damn, I can't believe it's been two whole years since I started following you...) Thank you for sharing your story with us. And thank you for being an all-around amazing person. I'm glad I can call you my mutual and my friend. <3

Congratulations are in order, though!! Finishing a story is no easy feat, and you did it!!!! And it was FANTASTIC!!!!!!!

Okay, I swear I'm done now. One last hug, though.

MORRI 🥹 i’m sitting in the cold on my porch, so I figured I’d type up a response in between trick or treaters (^:

1) EXACTLY

2) I originally planned to show their ceremony as an epilogue but I chose against it, because I wasn’t in the mood to create an elaborate royal wedding lol BUT I assure you…. As soon as they were ready, sheri put them back in Volais and they had a wedding

3) YES! It’s also the same outfit she is wearing for the “teaser” post I created years ago for Regal 😏

4) GLAD THAT IM NOT BAD AT WRITING LOL I read that over and over and wondered if it was good or just corny?? so happy it’s just the right amount of romantic 😌

5) the fact you caught that!!!! the way I wrote it originally, she was just doing lots of stuttering but I was like. That’s not maggie. She would have nervous ticks like pulling at her gloves! Only the trained eye (you heheh and luca) would be able to tell how nervous she was.

6) for him it’s like ??? I just woke up and you guys are all acting weird! Sure he recalls being stabbed but he does NOT remember the pain he was in. Nor the poison’s effects. (He can thank Lady Celeste for that.) so things changed practically overnight for him. He knew they had been getting close, him and Maggie, so this was just the desired outcome for him. He’s loving it.

7) INDEED THE HAND KISS! I agree. When my fiancé kisses my hand randomly it’s like. A grand gesture to me. It’s so sweet. It feels like “oh so you’d DIE for me? Amazing” lol

8) oh man. Probably ten minutes of straight kissing. All the passion they had been holding back for months

9) thank you for noticing that 🥹🥹 it was a special touch of mine. Because you’re ABSOLUTELY RIGHT about everything you said.

+ YES Olette and sheridan will get eloped actually (^: this happens down the line (maybe a year or two later), because Olette wants to explore the world a bit more before doing that. And sheridan is promoted to Very Important Mage who is almost like an ambassador ? She travels between Volais and Eden a lot to promote the healthy transition of magic being allowed in Volais again. Very cool.

THANK YOU FOR THE CONGRATS!!! and THANK YOU FOR BEING APART OF THIS JOURNEY WITH ME!!!! you will get to see some one shots with like, one or two photos! Not sure when those would come out but I have a little more I want to tell (^: for funsies!

Much love morri ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Trick or treat! <3

The last of my trick-or-treaters this year! Welcome and please accept your treat of the prologue and first part of chapter 1 of the WIP I call my 'Island AU', where abnormal women are shunned and Helen and Ranna butt heads over what is best for their daughter.

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Prison. Forbidden land. Island of Sin. Isle of Monsters. Those were only some of the names it was called. Helen Magnus had another name for it. Sanctuary. In truth, it was still very much a prison and she was well aware of the fact. But the island--Helen's island and she could call it that, because she had dwelt on it longer than any had or ever would--offered safety and life where it otherwise wouldn't have been possible. The island was home to the women that were said to be cursed, the abnormals that weren't accepted in society simply because a man had dictated that only men could possess any sort of perceived power. Abnormals, once upon a time, had hidden themselves from society. Lived beneath the eye of the public, for fear of persecution that they always inevitably received. Then, at some point, the abnormals had realized that they had power and come into the light. Society had accepted this, after much violence, well before Helen had been born. For a brief time, all abnormals had been accepted. Then some man had decided that women were not meant to have such abilities and powers and they were to be feared. They were 'hellish'. There was always a religious angle. Men used religion to put women in the places they wanted them. It was the witch trials all over again. But somewhere along the way, someone had gotten uncomfortable with the idea of murdering all the female abnormals--probably because a daughter or wife had turned out to be one-- and decided that the ones discovered in Britain would be sent to an island to live out their days, to repent for their sins. Helen had never been able to figure out what their sins were, considering that they had been born this way. How could what you were born as be sinful in any manner? If people considered God to have had a hand in the creation of each person, then by that reasoning God had made them the way they were. She had always been prone to such sinful and unacceptable thoughts, long before she had discovered that she was an abnormal. She had been a dreamer, a lover of science. She had wanted more for her gender and she hadn't wanted to wait for those things to happen before she did what she wanted. Her father had indulged her, teaching her medicine and how to be a doctor. It had been through their medical work that Gregory had discovered that she was an abnormal. That her aging, once she had reached a certain point, was slowed or had stopped altogether. Gregory had probably only noticed it because he was a doctor. Helen certainly hadn't noticed it, considering that she had never paid that much attention to her appearance other than making herself presentable for everyone else. Her father had performed multiple experiments and tests on her and her blood, trying to figure out, desperate to keep her status as an abnormal concealed. Which had been very dangerous, considering that there could be legal repurcusions for haboring a female abnormal. She had no idea what had happened to him. All she knew was that by now, he was gone. Her last memory of him was of him arguing with the men that had come to take her, putting himself between them and her, trying to hold on to her, trying to protect her. Then that tender kiss on her forehead, because they had to say goodbye, no matter what. Some nights, Helen still felt that kiss on her skin and would touch the spot, grief coursing through her veins as she remembered. When she had been left on the island, to repent for her sin of being a female abnormal in a man's world or to simply die, there had been other women here. But that….had been a very long time ago. They had all gone now. But Helen was not alone.

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Helen stood knee deep in the ocean water, letting the waves surge around her as she stared out towards the empty horizon. The water was chilly--in truth, it almost always was--but it was something that she had grown accustomed to long ago and it didn't bother her now. This was something Helen did often, staring back towards the world that she had left behind, the one she had been exiled from for over a century. She wondered, sometimes, but felt no true pull towards it. Sanctuary, as she had named the island, was her home. It was Helen's place in the world, where she was able to care for and protect the people that the world had thrown out, had left to die, were afraid of. There had been a society of sorts when Helen had been thrown on to the island in the eighteen seventies, but most of the women had fended for themselves and most didn't survive more than a few years on the island. Shelter and food were scarce, not entirely through lack of ability--though quite a few of the women, like Helen herself, had never been expected or taught how to get their own food, either due to higher status or city living. Most of the lack was due to lack of cooperation. There had been arguing, refusal to do work, expecting more than their share and other things. It had taken Helen years to organize the island to what it was, a place to actually live instead of repent and die in prayer to a God she was fairly certain didn't exist at this point. But her years of effort had paid off. "Helen!" a voice called, making Helen turn back towards the shore. Ranna stood in the sand, just out of reach of the lapping water, holding a slate against her stomach, watching Helen with an intense gaze. Helen waded out of the water to where she had left her boots and a towel, drying herself off before she slid her shoes on and approached her. "You'll catch your death one of these days." Ranna said in lieu of greeting her, tone almost scolding. Helen nearly rolled her eyes at this. It wasn't the first time she'd heard this, but she knew how long she could tolerate being in cold water, for God's sake. She was about to respond when she really looked at Ranna. While she had clearly cleaned herself up, Helen still saw the traces of blood around her nostrils and the faint smear above her lip. The paleness of her face was also indication enough. "You exerted yourself too far." Ranna's expression immediately changed. "I did no such thing." "Ranna…" Helen gave her a look, which Ranna returned. "What was it this time?" Ranna pressed her lips together for a moment and Helen thought that she may not answer simply because she didn't like the way that she was acting.

[ragnarokhound]

trick or treat 👻 long time no ramble in your ao3 comments but ily

Happy Halloween!! Always happy to hear from you! <333

Please enjoy my final contribution this year, a merry spookmas to all, and to all a boop night:

Halloween night in Gotham always brings out the crazies. The light is still on at this house, one of many in a nice, quiet neighborhood close to the park. The doorbell rings in expectation. As the tradition is answered, the owner of this particular house is nearly shocked out of their skin by the costumed figures on their front stoop. Or rather, by one in particular. "Trick or treat," sniffles a young, wobbling voice. "Trick or treat," her imposing guardian echoes, a beat off. The old rote phrase takes on new meaning, spat out of that expressionless red helmet, threatening and mechanical. Red Hood is on the porch. With a teary-eyed fairy princess, clutching a half-full sack of candy in her small hands. It looks suspiciously like burlap, and it's stained in places, like it's already been used for kidnapping purposes. Best not to ask, probably. "O-oh! What wonderful--" a darting glance from the princess to the Hood, "--costumes. So creative. Not staying out too much longer, I hope? It's getting late." "Making up for lost time," Red Hood says. It answers about as many questions as it raises, but mostly it says back off and give up the goods. Nervously, "Oh, of course. Take as much as you like, dear-- we thought we'd seen our last trick-or-treaters already." The princess's eyes get big, and she looks up at Red Hood, double checking. When he nods, shrugging, as much as you want, they said, she scrambles for the candy bowl. Crisp plastic packaging crinkles by the handful as she practically cleans them out. "What do we say?" Red Hood says gruffly. "Thank you!" she says, beaming. Hood leans in close. "Warheads? Gummy lips?" The gun-toting vigilante says disdainfully. "Are you kidding me with this sh-- stuff? This is bottom shelf candy. This is the dregs from last year. We both know the average property values on this street. You can do better." "Hood!" A third, irritated voice calls from the short driveway. "Wrap it up, we're behind schedule as it is!" "We'll make time," growls the man behind the mask, not even turning to acknowledge-- Red Robin is in the driveway. The severe twist of his mouth is impatient, but softens when the fairy princess comes running towards him, near-full bag held up triumphantly and spilling at least half a dozen boxes of Dots on the grass. "Red Robin, Red Robin, look! Look, I have enough now! I wanna show Greg and Mommy, they'll never believe it--" "Good job, Jenny," Red Robin says brightly, helping her up in front of him on the seat of his motorcycle. He's got a child-sized helmet ready to go. "See? I told you we'd get your candy back. Hood!" he snaps. Red Hood points fingers at his eyes and then at the cheapskate home owner's, I'm watching you, before snatching the last butterscotch out of the bowl. "Keep your shorts on, princess, I'm coming," he complains, climbing up onto the seat behind him. It's a tight fit. "Ready to go home?" he asks Jenny. "Bad guys and trick or treating and magic spells. You've had a big night, kiddo." "Uh-huh," she says absently, seriously studying her candy stash. "Then hold on tight--" "You got her?" "What kind of question is that? Of course I've got her--" The rev of the engine drowns out the rest of their bickering, and then they're off, screaming down the street. Gone, like they were never here at all. Halloween always brings out the crazies.

(For the trick or treat ask game! Send me a trick or treat ask and I'll share jaytim WIP snippets, or new 3-sentence -paragraph fics, etc :^) through the 31st!)