#perfect for spooky szn

[tomewardbound]

"The night had no mistress but her." — Isabel Cañas, "Vampires of El Norte"

[lukeskywhiskers]

halloween costume ideas #1 (lowkey on a budget)

* is it too early to post halloween stuff? probably. do i care? no

[seemsdelicate]

You already knowwwww 🤤👻

[evansbby]

𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐞𝐬 {𝐩𝐨𝐲𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞}

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dark alpha!Steve Rogers x naive omega!reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, noncon, dubcon, daddy!kink, hardcore misogyny, degradation, possessive Steve, inebriation, mentions of alcohol. MINORS, DNI.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Steve throws a Halloween party and you try your hardest to be the perfect little host. {happy spooky szn, everyone!! this poyt drabble is a halloween special, set after Steve mated with Omega, and has no effect to the plot/main story of preying on you tonight}

“What the fuck is this?”

The abrupt sound of Steve’s voice makes your blood run cold, the orange and black crepe paper slipping from your hands and dropping to the floor.

“Steve, I… uh.” Daring to meet his heated gaze, your heart pitter-patters pathetically and you immediately avert your eyes, staring at the ground and fingers fidgeting nervously.

“Hi, Steve!” Natasha says brightly, giving the alpha a huge smile. She’s sat cross-legged next to you, sorting through a bunch of sparkly jack-o-lantern wall stickers that she’d brought over with her. You’re both on the floor in Steve’s and your bedroom, sorting through various party decorations.

He glowers at her before turning back to you, “What’s she doing here?”

“She’s… she’s just…” It’s not an ideal moment for your stutter to flare up, but Steve looks so annoyed. And you knew he’d be like this the moment Natasha showed up at your doorstep with a peppy smile and a bunch of Halloween decorations in her arms, matching the ones you’d bought just this morning.

Steve, Bucky and Sam were hosting a Halloween party tonight. Steve had only just informed you yesterday, and in the early hours of the morning, while Steve was at football practice, you’d gone to the nearby party shop to stock up on decorations. Because parties needed decorations, right? And the three alphas hadn’t really done much to spruce up the place. In fact, you’d spent the majority of the afternoon vacuuming and cleaning the downstairs area before Natasha had shown up to help you.

“We’re making streamers, duh.” Natasha blinks up at Steve innocently, but her nonchalance seems to wind him up even more.

“Omega.” Steve gives you a stern look, and immediately you stand up, scurrying over to him. He puts a heavy arm around your shoulders, crushing you into his chest. “You know you’re not allowed to have people over.”

You’re about to apologise before Natasha pipes up.

“Relax, Steve. I came over unannounced. Thor told me about the party and I thought she could use some help since I doubt that you’ll be doing any decorating.”

Steve doesn’t even look at her, but you can see his eyes flashing with annoyance. And you know why he’s mad too. Steve likes to have you ready and waiting for him on his bed when he comes home all riled up from football practice. Carnal, sweaty, amped up and filled with testosterone and pent-up aggression, he usually fucks you hard and fast when he gets home, before dragging you to the shower for more sex. But he can’t quite do any of that with Natasha here.

“I’m sorry.” You say quietly.

“You don’t have anything to apologise for.” Natasha says from across the room, making Steve glare at her with blazing eyes. If looks could kill…

“Maybe you should keep your mouth shut and just observe.” He jeers, “Learn how a well-trained omega is supposed to act around an alpha.” He tightens his grip on you, making a show of reaching down to squeeze your ass. You yelp helplessly, wishing he wouldn’t do that in front of her.

“Congratulations, Steve. You run such a strict regime that she’s literally afraid of you.” Natasha rolls her eyes, her voice dripping in sarcasm. But she bites her lip and shoots you an apologetic look when she sees you wince.

You know Natasha’s dynamic with Thor – her alpha boyfriend – is a lot different from you and Steve. You’ve seen her make fun of him, roll her eyes at him, and even raise her voice at him. You could never do any of that with Steve – but was it that obvious that you were afraid of him?

“I’m gonna go put the streamers up downstairs.” Natasha says, quickly getting to her feet and skipping over to the door. She turns back to pointedly look at you, ignoring Steve, “You can join me later and help me with the balloons.”

The door has only just closed behind her and Steve’s already dragging you to the bed, sitting down with his muscular thighs spread, and pulling you onto his lap.

“What is all this?” He gestures at the decorations strewn about on the floor.

You squirm, “I just thought that we’d need some decorations for your party. But I can tell Natasha to take them down if you don’t like them.”

He frowns, “Did you buy all this yourself?”

“Yes.”

“How many times have I told you to use my card when you’re buying things?” He grips your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tugging upwards till you’re looking at him.

“I…I have my own money, Steve.” Well, not much of it ever since he made you quite your job. But your bank balance never decreased, seeing as Steve paid for literally everything for you; from your food to your clothes to your shoes and everything in between.

He doesn’t answer, instead reaching into his pocket for his phone and tapping away. Not ten seconds later, you feel your own phone vibrate.

Steve R. transferred you $200

Your eyes widen, “The decorations didn’t cost that much–”

You’re interrupted by his lips pressing down on yours, large hands cradling your face gently as he kisses you. And if you could replay it every time he kissed you, just replay it in slow-motion, you would do it a hundred times over. It’s insane how the butterflies erupt in the depths of your tummy as he draws you closer still, his tongue swiping against your bottom lip.

“An omega is not meant to pay for anything – it’s the responsibility of her alpha to take care of her.” He says against your lips before pecking you a few more times, “But it’s pretty cute, you know. You going on a little grocery run for the party.”

You nod, “I tried to think of everything we’d need. I’ve never hosted a party before so I wasn’t sure.” You pause, “Sorry, I know I’m not hosting this party. It’s your party.” You shake your head, averting your gaze from his because looking at him too long makes you all nervous and squirmy.

“I – uh – I got all kinds of decorations from the Halloween section – like streamers and balloons and whatnot. Natasha got some too.” You try not to get distracted by his finger sensually tracing shapes on your thigh. “I also got snacks. Like chips and popcorn and soda. I was also going to bake cupcakes with orange and black frosting but I didn’t have time. I’m sorry. But I got store-bought ones that look pretty good.”

Steve stares at you for a prolonged period of time during which about a million concerns surface inside your head. Had you done too much? Had you not done enough? But you breathe a sigh of relief when he leans down to cover your face in kisses, his lips sponging from the corner of your mouth before dipping down to nip at your jaw and finally finding their place on his mark on your neck.

“Look at you, running errands like a perfect little housewife.” Steve pinches your cheek condescendingly, “I always knew you were such a good little omega, baby. I’m proud of you.”

Proud. You glow at his praise, subconsciously nuzzling your cheek against the warm palm of his hand, chirping happily when he strokes you. It’s insane how much his praise and approval means to you, with the omega inside of you bursting with joy at the fact that you’ve pleased your alpha. You always want to please him. You want to make him even more proud.

“I also bought some party games,” You add shyly, hoping he’ll approve. “There’s a pin-the-hat-on-the-witch and there’s also bobbing for apples, and–”

Your voice cuts off when you hear what sounds like a suppressed laugh. Glancing up at Steve, you see the corner of his mouth quirk upward, and a sparkle in his eye. Immediately, you shut your mouth, heat rising in your cheeks and heart wilting. Was he laughing at you?

“On second thought, the games sound babyish. I’m sorry.” You mumble, mentally kicking yourself at even bringing it up. It didn’t help that the last time you’d been to a Halloween party was back when you were in elementary school.

“I’d like to see you bob for apples,” He teases, reaching down to squeeze your ass. But he says nothing more about it, continuing to make out with you until you’re both unceremoniously interrupted by Natasha’s bellowing voice carrying from downstairs.

“COULD SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME, I CAN’T REACH HIGH ENOUGH TO STICK THE STREAMERS!”

“She’s a fucking pain in the ass,” Steve says darkly, “Nothing but trouble. If I gave more of a fuck, I’d speak to Thor about keeping her in check. But it’s a good thing he hasn’t marked her – she’s a cheap whore anyways. Nothing like you, baby. And I don’t want you getting influenced by her bullshit.”

“She was just helping me.” You say softly, wanting to add that Natasha’s the first and only person at this university who’s actually been nice to you and treated you like an equal.

“I don’t care, omega. She’s not setting a good example for you and you’re not allowed to hang out with her anymore, do I make myself clear?”

It’s horrifically unfair, but Steve’s scent is so overpowering, so persuading in making you listen to him. And so you nod, hoping that maybe later he’d come around. You don’t want to lose Natasha as a friend. As pathetic as it sounds, she’s kind of your only friend.

“Good girl. Now get on your knees. I’ve had a long day and it’d be good to unwind before the party tonight.”

“But Steve, I gotta decorate–”

The look on his face is enough to get you scrambling down to your knees in record time. And it’s a little later, when he’s got a death grip in your hair and your mouth suckling on his balls while his heavy dick rests on your face, that he asks you casually, “What’s your costume going to be?”

You come up for air, breathing hard and trying to ignore the throbbing between your legs. “Oh, it’s – uh – it’s a surprise.” Even you don’t know what your costume is yet because Natasha had taken it upon herself to provide one for you. She’d said all would be revealed tonight, and a costume was the least of your worries.

Steve – surprisingly – doesn’t question this, instead guiding your head back down on his cock, bobbing it up and down and throwing his head back, a low hiss escaping his lips.

“Whatever. Just remember to check with me beforehand. I need to approve of whatever you’re wearing before anyone else sees it, you got that?”

“Yes, daddy.”

***

The party is in full swing, and it’s wilder than you anticipated. Thor walks in with about a dozen sixpacks in tow, with Natasha squealing and jumping on him as soon as he enters. Bucky and Sam have invited what looks to be more than half of the female population at the university, all of them scantily-clad and surrounding the two alphas, hanging off their arms in costumes ranging from sexy kittens to sexy cowgirls to sexy nurses.

Your own costume is prettier than you anticipated; a light pink satin slip dress – almost like lingerie – that flows yet clings to your body in a flattering way. Glittery pink fairy wings are attached to your back, small enough to not get in the way of anything but big enough that one could appreciate the swirling design. See-through nude stockings adorn your legs, complete with lacy trimmed tops accented with ribbons. Dainty glass heels cover your feet, and your makeup’s minimal and glowy, with a lot of body glitter added everywhere. You don’t know how Natasha’s managed to create such a pretty costume for you – but she’s a fashion major after all.

“Steve doesn’t deserve you in this outfit.” Natasha had commented earlier when you’d tried it on, “But that doesn’t mean he won’t go crazy over it.”

And Steve had gone crazy over it, inspecting each and every angle while you stood in the middle of the room like a piece of meat at the butcher’s shop. He couldn’t help but squeeze your ass, fondle your breasts, tug your dress up to “check what panties you were wearing” as well as a lot of other things. Finally, he’d resorted to dragging you to the bed, pushing you down on your hands and knees, flipping your dress up and fucking you right then and there.

“M-My costume– it’s gonna get ruined!” You’d cried, but to no avail.

“Fuck, my little baby omega, think you can dress up like some sexy fucking fairy and your daddy won’t fuck you in your little costume, huh?” He’d said through gritted teeth, grabbing your flimsy little wings and pushing them to the side so he could press down on your back. “The only way you can be seen in this outfit is if you looked freshly fucked – so everyone knows exactly who your daddy is, you got that?”

Now your wings were permanently crooked and you had a slight limp in your step, but at least Steve had allowed you to wear the fairy outfit to the party downstairs. Granted, he had his arm around you the whole time, showing you off obnoxiously like you were some kind of shiny object.

“Isn’t she cute, Barber? You should’ve seen her earlier, trying to put up the decorations but she was too little to reach.”

“She cooks, she cleans, and she looks like a million bucks. Can’t say the same about your omega, huh, Curtis?”

“Don’t fucking look at my girlfriend, Jensen. Who even invited you, anyways? Get the fuck out of my sight. Go bob for apples or some shit.”

You sigh, watching poor Jake Jensen’s face fall as he retreats to the corner of the room where the crate of apples is situated all on its lonesome. No one else is really indulging in your party games; in fact, you’d seen someone rip the pin-the-hat-on-the-witch clean in half – which wasn’t nice at all.

On top of that, your Halloween cupcakes were currently mush on the ground, someone had stepped and trodden on them, which made you sad. Even your punch – which you had so painstakingly mixed until it was perfect – tasted kind of funny. You were on your second cup, hoping that you were just imagining the bitter taste of the drink.

“Steve, this tastes funny,” You mumble softly, tugging at your boyfriend’s sleeve. For his Halloween costume, he was just wearing his football jersey and claiming to be a “football player.” Less than minimum effort, but a bunch of girls had gushed and squealed, telling him how good he looked. Steve had ignored them, but that didn’t stop the omega inside of you going green with a strong sense of jealous territorialism.

Even Steve Junior’s costume was more creative than Steve’s. You’d had a black and white striped shirt that had shrank in the wash, and to your glee, it fit your stuffed teddy perfectly.

“He’s a convict!” You’d told Steve proudly, earlier after he’d finished fucking you and you were sitting there trying to catch your breath and straighten your fairy wings, and the alpha had snorted, grabbing the teddy by the neck.

“Oh yeah? What’d he get arrested for? Watching us fuck?”

“No!” You’d answered, completely appalled.

Steve had laughed, easily keeping the stuffie out of your reach when you’d lunged to grab it, “You’re a little pervert, aren’t you, Steve Junior?” And Steve Junior’s coal black eyes had only stared blankly at Steve before you’d snatched him back.

At least now, the stuffie was safe upstairs in the bedroom. The same couldn’t be said about you, however, downstairs in the midst of a party that only seemed to be getting wilder. You’re on Steve’s lap, his hand laid down on your bare thigh possessively as he downs a beer and laughs at whatever he and his friends are talking about. How they can talk when the music is so pulsating and loud is beyond you.

“Shhh, baby, just drink your punch.” He says, pressing a kiss on your lips before continuing his conversation.

You pout, “But it doesn’t taste right–”

Your quiet complaint is drowned out by the noise of the party and you sigh, feeling slightly dizzy as you try to reposition yourself on Steve’s lap. But that only makes your alpha growl lowly, gripping you tighter and thrusting his hips up against your ass – right in front of everyone, no less! Normally, you would’ve begged him not to do that but right now you feel weirdly slow and sluggish… and kind of horny. Wait, what?

“Stop fidgeting or else I’m gonna have to fuck you right here in front of everyone.” Steve whispers in your ear through gritted teeth.

“Sorry, daddy, didn’t mean to!” You cry not-so-softly, trying to grab on to his leg to steady yourself before realisation hits you like a bucket of icy cold water dumped unceremoniously onto your head. Did you just call him “daddy” right here? Out in the open? In front of everyone?

There’s a moment of silence, and then…

“Oh, so you’re daddy huh?” Andy barks out a laugh, nudging Steve.

Sam rolls his eyes, “I’ve heard worse. I keep telling him the walls are thin.”

“Look at her now, trying to hide under her daddy’s jersey!” Ransom hoots with laughter, making you freeze in the middle of trying to tug the sleeve of Steve’s jersey over your face.

“Stop looking at my girlfriend, Drysdale.” Steve shoots back, but he looks smugger than ever, clearly unperturbed by your little slip-up as he smooths your hair back condescendingly. You feel absolutely mortified – what the hell is wrong with you? Why do you feel so disoriented and less in control of yourself??

You take another large gulp of your punch before standing up.

“Bathroom.” You tell Steve before stumbling off, thanking your lucky stars when he doesn’t pull you back.

All around you, there’s bodies dancing to the pulsating music, and you try to dodge them but it proves to be difficult in your disoriented state. Suddenly, the bathroom seems so far away, when you remember it being only about a few steps outside of the living room. There are too many people, too much noise, too much chaos. You can’t even hear your heartbeat thanks to the thumping music, and you feel the sudden need to go back to Steve and his protective warmth.

Turning back, you see Natasha and Thor have joined Steve’s group. Thor’s wearing some kind of Norse God costume (as he’d excitedly told you when he’d first walked in) and Natasha looks amazing in her cheerleading outfit, the colours of her costume matching Steve’s football jersey.

“They’ve fucked, you know.”

You jump at the voice in your ear and the hand that presses down against the small of your back. A flash of light blue eyes and the flurry of a black cape. It’s Bucky, dressed up as Count Dracula, complete with fake blood dripping down the side of his mouth. For a split-second, you’re reminded of the night Steve had marked you; his bite, the blood, the pain…

You blink stupidly, “What?”

“Steve and Natasha. He’s fucked her.” Bucky smirks, his hand still on your back, stroking up and down but you’ve yet to register it, “What, Steve didn’t tell you? I thought he or Nat would have… seeing as she’s now your friend and all…”

Now it feels like your head is spinning, and you sway slightly in your heels, unwittingly gripping Bucky’s arm to steady yourself. You glance back at Steve, who’s too busy laughing with his friends while Natasha looks at him in disgust, shaking her head and grabbing Thor’s hand.

You know it shouldn’t affect you, that it must have been from before you and Steve had got together… But why hadn’t Steve told you? Why hadn’t Natasha told you? Face crumpling, you back away even further, feeling like the world’s biggest idiot.

“Hey, you don’t look too good. Why don’t you come into my room and lie down for a second. Steve won’t mind.” Bucky tries to grab your wrist but you slip out of his grip, turning on your heel and stumbling towards the bathroom, trying not to get swallowed up by the sea of writhing bodies.

You don’t know how long you sit in the bathroom, on the toilet seat with your head in your hands. But Steve finds you there after a while, coming in and locking the door behind him.

“Did you die in here? It’s been twenty minutes.”

You sigh, but say nothing else. Steve doesn’t seem to like that, however, grabbing your wrist and yanking you up to your feet and tapping your cheek lightly, “I expect you to answer me when I’m talking to you.”

“I’m not having fun.” You say softly, wanting Steve Junior except he’s upstairs and going upstairs right now seems like an impossible feat of physical and mental strength.

“Oh yeah?” Steve eyes you up and down, licking his lips when his gaze zeroes in on one of your dress straps slipping down your shoulder. “You wanna fuck?”

“All the decorations are torn and ruined, my fairy wings are crooked, nobody’s playing bob for apples or pin-the-tale-on-the-bitch – I mean witch – and no one ate the cupcakes and…and…and,” you hiccup, choking back a sob, “and my punch tasted weird! I hate this party an’ I hate Halloween!”

Steve cups your face between his hands, tipping it upwards and surveying you carefully before a smirk spreads across his features. “You’re drunk.”

“Wha–”

“Mmhm, I think someone might have spiked the punch. Your pupils are completely dilated.”

Cold terror courses through you, and you grip his hands which are holding your face, “D-Don’t wanna be drunk, Steve! Don’t like being drunk!”

He snorts, “Relax. A little buzz won’t hurt you. And anyways,” He shoots you a devilish smirk, backing you up until your back hits the marble sink, and he picks you up and places you on top of it, stepping between your spread legs. “Baby omegas like you tend to get horny when they’re drunk. Good thing your daddy’s here to help you out with that…”

“No!” You cry, and it’s something you never would’ve done if you were sober, “don’t want to, Steve! You slept with Natasha!”

Steve, who’s in the middle of pushing your straps down your arms and kissing up your neck, stops short, regarding you carefully, “Who told you that?”

For the life of you, you can’t seem to remember. Who had told you? Everything seems foggy, but Steve hasn’t denied it, so you soldier on: “Don’t remember who told me, but...but…but, you–”

“Yeah, I did.” Steve cuts you off, before flipping your dress up and bunching it around your waist, his hand going straight between your legs as his lips return to your neck, lapping against your jagged mark. You gasp – either at what he’s said or the feel of his fingers ripping your panties in half, you’re not sure.

“Mm, you’re so fucking hot, baby,” Steve murmurs against your skin, almost as if he hasn’t just confessed to doing exactly what you accused him of. His thumb and forefinger pinch your clit and you jump, “My little baby fairy, all drunk and innocent, waiting for daddy to take care of you, huh?”

“Steve,” you whine, not wanting to fall victim to his expert touch, how he knows your body so well. Pushing your dress down and exposing your breasts, his mouth immediately latches on to your nipple, and you resist the urge to moan, “Steve, please! You… you and Nat… you–”

Steve groans in exasperation, giving your nipple a hearty suck before lifting his head back up, looking half bored and half annoyed. “It’s not that serious, omega. It happened years ago, just forget it.”

You pout and he sighs.

“It was freshman year, okay? I barely remember fucking her. Bucky fucked her too. And Sam. In fact, she’s gone through the entire football team. I told you she’s a cheap whore – nothing like you – and this is why.”

Your mouth drops open, even in your drunken state, you don’t like how he’s talking about her.

“You’re my perfect little baby, all pure and innocent,” Steve coos, pinching your cheek before kissing you, pressing his leg between your thighs and grinding it forward, making you gasp and grab hold of his strong arms. “This is why you’re different from them, omega. In your cute little fairy dress while the rest of those sluts out there are dressed like trashy whores.”

You hate how he’s talking, hate how horrifically misogynistic him and his friends all are. Because your dress is practically lingerie – you’re just as scantily clad as the other girls at the party. But his scent is distracting you, as is the alcohol pumping in your system, making you needy, making your carnal want for him amplify times ten.

“Gonna fuck you in your little fairy dress again, baby.” Steve informs you, turning you around abruptly and giving your bare ass a harsh slap. Your poor panties lie ripped up somewhere on the floor, but that’s the least of your concerns as Steve pushes you down till you’re lying flat on the sink top, your ass in the air and Steve’s dick in his hand.

“Can’t get enough of you in this little get-up. And I just know all the guys are so fucking jealous. They all wanna fuck you, but they can’t. Only I get to see you like this. My baby omega, bent over and getting fucked like it’s your job.” He gives your ass another harsh slap before entering you, and you gasp, gripping onto the counter, all the drunken worries slowly dissipating as your head goes empty when you feel his fat dick against your tight walls.

“Look at you, head’s already going empty, huh?”

“Mm, daddy,” you mewl.

“That’s right, forget about everything else. You did so good, omega, planning your first Halloween party. You made me so proud, baby, so you can stop thinking now. Daddy’s gonna take good care of you.”

THE END! I know that was kind of an abrupt ending but trust me, i had to end it somewhere otherwise i would’ve kept going! i was just in the mood to write something on theme for october for this pairing, so there we go! PLEASE, please, please do let me know what you think! Feedback is so so SO appreciated!! Also, POYT 4 is coming very soon, i’m almost done with it! i just love writing poyt drabbles sometimes too! Please let me know what you think, and i hope you enjoyed! thank you!

[upsidedownmvnson]

halloween decor shopping with eddie munson

eddie's spooky szn series

feel free to request more spooky season ideas <3

"This is.... insane," Eddie remarks, looking at the cart filled with orange, brown, and black.

You shrugged, tossing another pumpkin pillow into the basket, leaving Eddie aghast.

"You can't need three different pillows," Eddie laughed, "all with different pumpkins."

"One is for your place," you said, not paying much attention to his dramatics. "Some of this stuff is for your place."

"Oh my god," he laughs still, "you've gone nuts."

You glare over your shoulder, and return to guiding him down the seasonal aisle. You love autumn, and Halloween, and Eddie, so obviously you were going to combine all those together, and create the coziest fall ever. Eddie follows behind faithfully, looking at all the various candles and decor.

"And what's this for?" he asks, holding up a fake cauldron.

"That's for candy - for the trick or treaters," you said, taking it out of his hands.

"And this?" he asks, holding up an orange bowl with little black cats around the rim of it.

"Also for candy for trick or treaters," you smiled, "one to leave outside of the trailer, just in case, and one for us to hand out candy with."

"Hand out candy..." he mused, "this is like a whole things with you, huh?"

You grinned, grabbed some fake cobwebs, throwing them in the cart and looking at your haul. You sighed happily, looking at Eddie with eyes filled with joy and love, and he couldn't help the small smile that settled on his face.

"Yes," you answered, "and you will learn to love it."

You started guiding him to the checkout, and pushed the cart, thinking about your answer. He didn't need to learn to love anything, every second spent with you was a perfect use of his time. And he loved this, watching you be excited and giddy about pillows. He loved that you planned on spending Halloween with him, dressing up and handing out candy, and then... who knows? Who knows what other little tricks you had up your sleeve.

Later, when unloading everything at your house, you were sorting everything while Eddie leaned against the floor of the van, watching as you shoved a full bag back into the van.

"Let me just go put this stuff inside, and then we can decorate the trailer!" you beamed, smiling at him so genuinely, that his heart nearly lept out of his chest.

"Should we stop at family video and get a movie? We can see if they have The Dark Crystal, we've been talking about watching that..."

You smiled, wide and bright and all teeth. "Now that's the spirit!"

Eddie smiled, watching you trot up to the house. And he was just so content. The air was cool, leaves were beautiful shades of orange and yellow, and you were just an absolute ray of sunshine, brightening his day with every chirp and every smile. And he just felt pride, knowing he was able to make you so happy just by being with you.

Yeah... he could do this every year.

[avalanchesumich]

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cameronmakar spooky szn dates with my favorite human 😚🫶

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[alohastyles-x]

Halloween Traditions - e.m.

Summary: Just some Halloween Fluff with Eddie :)

Warnings: none, pure fluff, but reader does have a happy relationship with parents.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Eddie Munson

Word count: 1.9k

Notes: Continuing spooky szn with a little fluffy piece! More Horror Stories to come! Join in on  my House or Horror Stories Event!

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Halloween was one of your favorite holidays. Between the candy, the scary movies, creepy decor and getting to dress up however you wanted, nothing could top it. Especially this year since you were spending it with your boyfriend, Eddie Munson. 

You had a whole night planned, starting with baking spooky desserts, popping in a thriller, and topping it all off with some Halloween fun… just the two of you. Excitement rose in you as the clock ticked away, counting down the seconds, minutes, and hours until Eddie could come over. 

However, he had other plans in mind. You didn’t tell him your plans, as you wanted to keep it a surprise. So when Dustin asked him to join their group to go trick or treating, he had to give in. He didn’t want to, but after everything they had gone through together, to see Dustin staring up at him, begging, pleading…, well, he had to say yes. 

“Thank you, thank you, you will not regret it. We go to the houses with the best candy, I promise. Full size candy bars, people. Full size!” Dustin exclaimed loudly in the hall. 

“Oh-, and uh, bring y/n, too!” 

Eddie found you later that day at your locker grabbing your things for your next class. You hadn’t seen him walk up, as he stepped behind where your locker door was. Slamming it shut,you noticed something in your peripheral and jumped with a fright. 

“Jesus, Eddie! You scared me!” 

“What, scared of little old me? Impossible,” he smirked. “So, uh, listen. Dustin and his little buddies invited me and you to go trick or treating tonight and I said yes. Figured it could be fun, they promised us full size candy bars,” Eddie tempted. 

“What? Eddie. I had a whole night planned for us,” you whined, pouting slightly. Of course he had no idea, but you were still upset that he agreed before discussing it with you. 

“You did?” He asked, taken aback. He hadn’t expected you to plan a whole night of festivities for the two of you. No one had ever done something like that for him before. “I mean, I guess I could tell Dustin we can’t go.”  

The face of a disappointed Dustin flashed in your mind, his eyes sad and doe like. You couldn’t do that to him. 

“No, it’s fine. We’ll go. Can’t stand to see that little shit sad,” you said, giving Eddie a small smile. He took your hands in yours and held them in front of you. “Well just do our things when we get back!” 

“A whole night with you? Can’t complain about that,” Eddie said, giving you a small kiss on the lips. You giggled, and headed off to class. 

You were struggling with your costume. You were supposed to be a sexy work out barbie, complete with teal fishnets, a bright  pink leotard, leg warmers and fluffy sweatbands. You had teased your hair to make it big and poofy, and were now working on your makeup. The blue wasn’t the right color, which stressed you out, but it was the closest you had. After lining your lids and putting on some mascara, you moved on to pick out jewelry. 

“Perfect,” you whispered, after discovering your giant blue lightning bolt earrings matched your eyeshadow perfectly. Stepping back to look in the mirror, you realized the earrings were the perfect touch to tie your look together. Eddie was going to kill you for what you were wearing, making him frustrated all night, but it was worth it. 

You still had about twenty minutes until the kids plus Eddie picked you up. Since your house was the closest to the neighborhoods with the full size candy, Dustin suggested they all meet at yours. You decided to grab a quick bite to eat while you waited. 

Downstairs your mom stood in the kitchen making halloween treats for her and your dad. They had their own little night of festivities planned, a tradition they started when you were little. Every year, they would take you out trick-or-treating, and once you came back and went to bed, they would drink wine and  watch scary movies or read a Stephen King novel together. Once you stopped trick-or-treating, they added more things to do for the night, some with you and some without. Tonight, they had a similar plan to what you originally had with Eddie. 

“Wow, babe, you look stunning,” your mom said, reviewing your outfit when you strutted into the kitchen. Your dad looked you over, giving a disapproving  tut before returning to icing the brownies he had made. 

“Thanks mom! Can I steal some?” You asked, eyeing the delicious spread before you. 

“Of course, help yourself. Your dad and I won’t eat all these anyways.” 

“Speak for yourself,” your dad playfulled scorned. Your mom giggled, nudging him slightly. That was the love you always wanted growing up, and while some things were different between you and Eddie, you knew the love you had was as close as you were going to get to the love your parents shared for each other. 

You stole a cookie and a rice krispy treat your mother had made, and popped them into your mouth. Making sure to compliment her work, you continued hanging out with them for the few more minutes you had. A loud and rapid knock at the door sounded, signaling your crew was here. 

“Have a great night!” Your mom called out as you headed out the door. 

“Alright, so if we take Abercorn to Croft that should be the fastest route,” Dustin said the second you stepped foot out the door. He sure was eager to get to the good houses. Mike and Lucas piped up about a possible quicker route, and they all began to bicker. 

“Hi,” you said to Eddie, who had not stopped looking you up and down since you stepped out. A blush rose to your cheeks while you waited to hear his approval- or disapproval, which you prayed desperately would not be what he thought. 

“Wow, Barbie, you sure have left me speechless,” he said, licking his lips which suddenly felt abnormally dry. 

“Hopefully in a good way?” You offered.  

“Oh, in a very good way darling,” he whispered, giving you a kiss. You giggled, wrapping your arms around him. 

“And what are you supposed to be?” You asked, tugging on his leather jacket. 

“Oh, uh, a rocker vampire, or something, I don’t know. Dustin got mad I didn’t dress up and added this to make it a costume,” Eddie pointed to the trail of red coming from his mouth. You giggled and pulled him into a kiss. 

“Yo, lovebirds, let's go! You can suck face later!” Dustin shouted, tapping his foot impatiently. 

The night was filled with laughter and stress as Dustin  ran frantically ahead of the group to ensure you made it to the good houses in time. Sure enough, you did, snagging so many full size candy bars, you were sure you had enough to last you the next two halloween.  The kids had all parted ways to head home aside from Max, who tagged along with you and Eddie since she lived right across from him. Eddie was a little hesitant about it at first, but you insisted, saying she shouldn’t walk home alone at night like that. 

Once you finally made it to Eddie’s, you walked into his trailer and threw yourself down on the couch. 

“God Ed’s my feet are killing,” you muttered into the pillow. He just chuckled, before kneeling down next to you and taking your shoes off for you. Your heart swelled at the kind gesture, and you turned yourself around. 

“So, what did you have planned tonight, Barbie,” he winked. He had been calling you that all night. 

“Oh, shit! I left it all at home!” You face palmed, waves of disappointment flooding you.

“Hey, it’s alright. Just tell me what you had planned, maybe I have substitutes here.” 

“I had some horror movies picked out…” you trailed off, hoping he had some here- some good ones. 

“Well I’ve got horror movies, babe. What ones did you have in mind?”

“Poltergeist and Halloween 2.” 

He gave you a smile before standing up and heading to the cabinet under the t.v.. A few seconds later, after rummaging around, he pulled out two vhs tapes. Poltergeist, Halloween 2. 

“Eddie! That’s perfect!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands in excitement. He set them on the coffee table for now, and knelt in front of you. 

“What else did you have planned,” he whispered, running his hands up your thighs, his rings slightly pulling at the fishnets. You giggled, pushing him off. 

“I was going to have us bake halloween treats, but honestly I think the candy bars would suffice,” you replied, opening your bag to eye them all. 

“Oh, actually, hold on-,” Eddie said, getting up from his seat next to you on his couch. He sauntered into the kitchen, the sound of his black  jeans rubbing together filled the air. You eyed him curiously as he opened a cabinet you couldn’t see into, pulled out a bag, and walked back into the living room. Inside the bag was a small cake, decorated to represent a graveyard that he had picked up at the store earlier. 

“I was going to eat this myself, but I guess I can share it with you,” he winked, handing you a fork he had also grabbed while in the kitchen. You smiled, absolutely in love with the man before you. 

“Aw, Eddie, you didn’t have to do that,” you smirked. Eddie never shared his food, that was Eddie knowledge 101. He did not like sharing, so used to not having enough for himself. But if  he had the last plate of food in the world, he  would give his entire plate to you. 

“Which movie do you want to watch first?” He asked, leaning over to grab the two vhs tapes. 

“You pick, surprise me,” you responded as you shoved a piece of cake in your mouth. 

He popped in one of the vhs tapes, and came back to settle into his spot next to you on the couch. Watching horror movies with Eddie was truly an experience. He started out tough, reminding you that you can hide behind him at any point when you get scared. But after the second jumpscare in the film, you find him bringing his knees to his chest, and then ducking his head behind your shoulder, all while you laugh. 

“Scared baby boy?” You tease, ruffling his hair. 

“What? No, what makes you think that,” he’d cough, returning to his original position. 

The night went on like that until you finished both movies, half your bags of candy, and the cake. You both had moved back into his bedroom, and were laying on the bed cuddled under his favorite black fluffy blanket. 

“I loved spending my day with you today,” Eddie whispered, nudging your cheek with his nose. 

“I loved spending my day with you too,”  you replied, completely caught up in the domestic bliss of laying under the covers with Eddie. 

This was how you wanted to spend the rest of your Halloween nights with him. Taking some kiddos trick or treating, going back home and watching horror movies, eating junk food, and ending the night in complete bliss- just like your parents that you adore. 

“I love you,” he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your cheek. 

“I love you too.”

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[jennyfair7]

A huge THANK YOU for all the wonderful Christmas gifts, @ofbeautsandbeasts ! 🎅🏻🎁 You always find the best stuff for me 🥰

I often see ads on Insta for these fire blankets and consider getting one, so that was perfect! I can’t wait to set up the sneon light to brighten up my home office 😁

So shiny 🤩 Even the snail’s eye stalks are bejeweled!

I always love adding to my fox ornament collection 🦊🎄 and the Red Death keychain is super cute 😍

The fruit snails are ADORBZ I can’t even 😂 The Pusheen & kitty pins will definitely go on my jean jacket for spooky szn 🎃

I love the treats, squishy shroom, erasers, and chandelier air freshener, too!

I’m grateful for your friendship, Jaden ❤️💚 I hope you have an amazing time on vacation & a beautiful holiday! Safe travels when you head home!

[hendolish]

it's Hallowe'en szn so: how about cute funny slice of life England nt costume party? preferably hendolish with side stonesford and trent x madders. either friends w/benefits, friends to lovers or established relationships dm! other pairings would be fun to read if you prefer tho

optional tropes for inspo: mistaken identity/masquerade, apple bobbing, pumpkins, face paint, black cat, someone getting scared by a spooky story or prank, dancing to Thriller, one or more of the lads having a sexy and feminine costume (like cat burglar, dark devil/angel, evil nurse, zombie princess etc)

hendolish, stonesford, trent x madders | halloween!👻🎃

The stately venue chosen for England's Halloween party gleams, each corner adorned with cobwebs and pumpkins, providing the perfect setting for a masquerade of unexpected proportions. Soft flickering candlelight casts eerie shadows on the walls, setting the mood just right for a night of thrills.

As players arrive, they're met with a throng of ghostly apparitions, wicked witches, and even a couple of mummies. Jude sports a playful face paint resembling a skeleton, the contrasting black and white highlighting his sharp jawline and perfect cheekbones.

Amongst the vibrant array of costumes, Jack and Madders perhaps stand out the most, oozing confidence in their rather audacious get-ups. Jack, dressed with devilish dark wings, and Madders, in an ethereal angelic ensemble, draw eyes and wolf-whistles alike. Their attire leaves little to the imagination, and while it’s bold, the two wear it with cheeky flair. Both Jordan and Trent certainly seem to appreciate the costumes, unable to refrain themselves from casting appreciative glances, a spark of playful mischief in their eyes.

Jordan, trying not to stare too much, nudges Trent, "They sure know how to put on a show, huh?" Trent, eyebrows raised, simply mutters, "I'll say."

John, side-by-side with Pickers as usual, makes a grand entrance dressed as a duo of pirates, complete with eye patches and a plastic parrot perched on Jordan’s shoulder.

"Who's the captain between you two?" asks a chuckling Kane.

John points at himself with conviction, “Obviously me,” to which Jordan rolls his eyes, "Dream on, mate. It's Captain Pickford to you."

The night is filled with laughter and playful banter, with pranks unfolding left and right. At one point, a ghost on strings descends from the ceiling, inciting a rather girlish scream from Bukayo, causing an eruption of laughter from the room. Dec, the prank's mastermind, chuckles heartily, clutching his sides and earning himself a playful shove from the younger.

As the DJ transitions to Michael Jackson's "Thriller," there's a collective cheer. Players, along with a slightly hesitant Gareth Southgate, gather on the dance floor. The choreography, somewhat haphazard with mixed levels of enthusiasm, is a sight to behold. Amidst the sea of dancing, Southgate’s attempt to nail the iconic moves ends in giggles and a few light-hearted jabs from the lads.

"Gareth, mate, stick to management!"

Amid the dancing and laughter, Jack and Jordan find a quiet corner. With Jack’s wings brushing lightly against Jordan’s chest, their fingers intertwine. The look they share is more intimate than their surroundings, filled with understanding and silent communication before they share a soft kiss.

The night draws to a close with a toast led by Southgate, dressed as a vampire sporting an England scarf for some reason. Glasses clink, and laughter fills the air. The bond among the players is evident, transcending football and resonating as genuine friendship. Through masks, costumes, and playful antics, the togetherness of the England squad shines brighter than any Halloween spectacle.

♡

[mybooknook444]

Twilight: A Book Review

In honor of spooky szn, I decided to take a stab at reading the Twilight series. I would rate this series a solid eight out of ten. I really enjoyed the books and I thought it was quite riveting. I found Bella a pretty relatable main character (obvi, I don't pull twinkly vampire men, but we're both kinda shy, prefer to have alone time, doesn't really go out, u get it.) I thought that Meyers was really good at describing the setting and events going on in the book which really made me feel like I was along side Bella. When I read, I enjoy it when the author really makes me feel like I'm there yk? I think I use reading as a form of escapism from my boring and dull life and this book was absolutely perfect from that. The only complaint I have on this book was the fact that Meyers romanticized stalking. That was a HUGE ick to me. I think that since this book appeals mainly to teen girls, this could teach that having toxic/unhealthy relationships are okay. I don't think Meyers was trying to do this, but that was HELLA weird. Overall, Twilight was THE perfect fall/spooky szn book. Thank u so much for reading my rant! Until next time <3

[sugarcoated-lame]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers 💕

Hii! Thank you so much for sending this, Tea!! 🥰

And also tagging @grogusmum Hazel, thank you for sending me one of these too on my main acc ( @its-dee-lovely ) I figured I’d just combine them haha 🥰❤️

1. My kitties, Patches (top) and Chai - they’re both a little bit insane, but I adore them 🥹

2. Autumn - forever my favorite season bc it’s just so cozy and the perfect sweater weather, I love all the beautiful colors of the trees and leaves, and ofc spooky szn I looove Halloween 🧡 like I wish it could be Fall all year round 😭

3. Playing video games (currently replaying the last of us and my other fave, Detroit become human)

4. Hiking, especially in the Fall and just being out in nature (although I’m terrible with bugs lmao)

5. My friends in my phone, my lovely mutuals 💗💕 - I honestly spent a long time on tumblr way too scared to talk to anyone haha, so I’m so beyond grateful to the friends I’ve made here now who have shown me just how lovely people on this site can be, and also how much more fun this experience is when you have friends to share it with 🥹 so yeah, very grateful for all my moots and always happy to make new friends 💗

Thank you again for sending me this, lovely!! 💜💗

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

People keep asking about updates for Sugar Daddy Erik but I really want an update of Mirror Mirror! Not saying S.D.E isn’t a masterpiece because it is but Mirror Mirror is the perfect balance of suspense, smut, drama, all that! It’s almost spooky szn too!

I re-read Mirror Mirror maybe two weeks ago to try and refresh my brain on it and I love it so much lol. I’ve had that fic sort of outlined for months now but I plan to update that sometime this month or in October for spooky szn. S.D.E is the next update that I really need to finish I’ve just been so busy with other things to focus.

[haloslips]

@msmargaretmurry tagged me to post 9 books i love/recommend! i'm staring at my bookshelf rn like, can i remember 9 books i've ever read? let's find out!

on a sunbeam by tillie walden - this is a graphic novel but it counts. what a good story, beautifully told, incredibly illustrated. tillie walden is an artist who speaks to my soul i think

the crying of lot 49 by thomas pynchon - this was my favorite book for a great number of years. it's short but complex and it holds up when i reread it now. if you're scared to read pynchon bc he writes the longest books ever, this is the one for you.

the world keeps ending and the world goes on by franny choi - a book of poetry i picked up this year that i loved so so much, i have so many pages marked and passages underlined, i go back to it all the time.

i wasn't going to do this but beartown by fredrick backman - it's about hockey the same way friday night lights is about football. really character-driven, such a beautiful story, my fav book!!

you were born for this by chani nicholas - this is a silly little astrology workbook but it's fun! if you have a burgeoning/young interest in astrology it's worth picking up imo

before the borderless: dialogues with the art of cy twombly by dean rader - this is a book of poems in conjunction with a lot of cy twombly art & sketches. dean rader is a poet i had the pleasure of seeing perform live this past winter and this book is gorgeous. it's in collaboration with the cy twombly foundation and if you've ever been interested in poetry or twombly's art this is a great book

the fire never goes out by nd stevenson - graphic memoir by nd stevenson, creator of nimona, show runner of she-ra and the princesses of power; it includes mental illness discussion & gender feelings and it really spoke to me.

watership down - richard adams - i'll be surprised if this book isn't on everyone's radar but i reread it about once per year. but such a vitally fundamental book for me!!

beetle & the hollowbones by aliza layne - this is a kids graphic novel (middle grade maybe?) so ymmv with how into it you are but it's the PERFECT spooky szn read to me, an easy read about a chaotic little goblin who's in love with a cat girl and lives with her even more chaotic goblin grandma. i've reread it many times!!

i am not going to tag anyone but if you see this and want to do it, please do!! and tag me about it!! i want to hear your book recs and hear you talk about your fav books!

[bleubrri]

ship your moots !

everyone who’s not here is shipped w me and gets apology head<3

@discordkittenjoestar resident old man fucker, you get all might. who is not old but he thinks that he is so you’re always reassuring him (you’ll still think he’s sexc when you’re both old & grey<3)

@ghxstic nymph n gyutaro?? they’ve been together like.. forever. attached at the hip and people get freaked out when you’re not together. outta pocket bf vibes.. he’d say some shit like babe can i fuck ur tits later🥺 n you’re just like okai :D

@luvkun4 all you bitches wish you had what madi n suga have. prom king + queen. angel couple. do the kinda cutesy stuff that make you affectionately want to die😁 they live on another plane of existence that we all aspire for yet can never come close to.

@okhotel me + toji!!! it’s like.. a harem situation😋 but we have wednesday date night and sunday brunch without him (he got blackout drunk at 11am bc he wanted to ‘get his moneys worth’ like sir..?)

@poohbea now i’m all for the pooh x baji agenda but imma say geto. bc that is the hottest couple you’ve ever seen like let’s be serious. i have pics of them on my life goals pinterest board. the embodiment of scientist gf x english lit bf *dreamy sigh*

@oxygenstarrved reiner n peri 4eva!!! the best couple for double dates bc they’re sm fun<3 n they’re the best hosts!!! the holidays are a dream at theirs (reiner does all the cooking while peris on da ‘puter🤭)

@arlertwitch DUH armin. i feel like y’all have the cutest decor?? like so many cool trinkets and souvenirs bc you’re always travelling. matching cat sweaters in multiple colours me thinks

@sinssoul mr jaeger!!! bc that boy need keepin in check and you stronger than me🫡 a v sensual couple. also the best to smoke with. yall needa get back to me and jean about that 4some too bc..

@wh0reforlevi ohhh my lil monsterfucker imma give you true form sukuna and muzan bc i couldn’t decide and also i feel like spooky szn was really made for you so there’s a bonus. you’d fuck these literal demons not giving a shit if you get shredded and i love that

@emomanswhore lorelei n kento SCREAMS loves of my life omgosh. pls just open a bakery or a fucking malaysian tiki bar or something i’m begging you i just need y’all both to be wholesome and happy forever sobs. soft life!!!

@bitchkay imma go w mikasa bc it’s giving og brat tamer + mega brat🚶🏾like you a menace to society n she’d just be like you gonna be a good boy for me? KSJDH in public too just to shut you up n watch you squirm😗

@obitohno omgosh you’re hanmas lil princess >///< he’s so soft around you callin you angel face, baby love, as if he isn’t washing blood off of his knuckles rn :( someone looks at you funny and you never see them again but don’t even worry about it just kiss him!!!

@soaringmirror medea, my heart, you truly understand that jean is the perfect man!!! you’re his muse, his one and only, his sun and stars!!! beautiful souls i bestow a kiss upon you both🫶

@xttxck i been seeing a lot of rory x connie which while i thoroughly endorse it’s also INCORRECT bc the answers @arlertwitch okay ik soulmates when i see them don’t play w me

@honeylmnade baby bertl!!! you finish eachothers sentences (when you’re not fumbling for words bc of how infatuated you are). the sweetest of da sweet i just wanna pinch ur cheeks and put yall in my pocket sobsob

[bettyfrommars]

hii i was the anon who was asking for spooky recs, and i just wanna thank you for responding with so many great suggestions!! and absolutely, id love to hear any of your recommendations for b list or even mainstream movies!

im incredibly uneducated when it comes to movies. like, ive never seen hocus pocus or coraline (those are on my list this year). and i think i want to watch the lost boys, since it seems like something i would like. i love love love the fear street trilogy on netflix and the most recent ‘it’ movies (i have seen the original tv series). but yeah, definitely looking for more spooky szn watches and reads, esp if they have a good set of characters who are fun to hang around with.

(i also wanna recommend kate alice marshall to you—she’s a middle grade and young adult horror/spooky writer, and her young adult books have a good range of representation. rules for vanishing is my favorite out of all of them, and her books all are different cases that take place in the same universe, and they’re formatted as a found footage/investigation type of thing, where it switches between the victims written narrative statement and the recorded interview and other pieces of evidence. just thought i would recommend, since she’s super underrated!)

Ohhh thank you for the author rec! Found footage is one of my top favorite genres for horror, so I will totally look into those.

I'm glad you wrote back because right after I posted that first ask, I thought of some more things. I'm also going to ask for anyone reading this to give some recs in the comments if they have anything to contribute?

Okay, I'm going to offer another author who fundamentally changed me and the way I write:

Laini Taylor is a YA author, (I consider her YA for adults, if that makes sense) and her series Daughter of Smoke and Bone is unlike anything I've ever read. There are three huge books in the series: Daughter of Smoke and Bone, Days of Blood and Starlight, and Dreams of Gods and Monsters. They are so beautifully written; her words haunt me. Also, Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman.

Fear Street is a great series! I wish Netflix would do another. There are, of course, so many great spooky/horror things to recommend, but I'm just going to offer a few of the ones that I grew up with and helped shape me creatively that weren't already mentioned in the previous post:

I'd say watch every Tim Burton film, especially Beetlejuice

The Others (paranormal, wish I could watch it again for the first time)

The original Halloween

Elvira: Mistress of the Dark (campy, hilarious)

Young Frankenstein (iconic, brilliant, hilarious)

Blair Witch Project (found footage)

Ghostbusters (hilarious, iconic)

The Craft

Ginger Snaps

Definitely Lost Boys and Fright Night (the original)

And if you are in a vampire mood also Bram Stoker's Dracula from 1992

The Canadian series Lost Girl (she is a succubus, there are werewolves and all sorts of magical characters in this)

The Netflix show American Horror Story. Everyone has their favorite season when it comes to this show, but the first one, Murder House, is totally a must watch. I wish I could watch it again for the first time.

I'm also a huge Vincent Price and Universal Monsters fan, so any of those if you are in the mood for "The Classics".

Those are just a few, I'm sure I'll think of something perfect the second I post this. Can't wait to know if you end up watching/liking any of them! xoxoxoxoxox

[louisianimal]

All Hallows Day

starting my day cuddling, now I'm doing my pumpkin face mask and bout to wake and bake. honestly this couldn't be a more perfect spooky szn finale.