#pumpkins tribute

[isa-the-great-and-powerful]

I'm the pumpkin, please come find me and do your duty as a transfem...

[autodiscipline]

LOOSAR POP MART FAMILY live @ Shinjuku Loft, 1999.07.22 MGAZETTE vol.26 | 1999.09

[claashpumpkins]

Top nine this year has a bit of everything - carves in progress, our most watched video (10.2k so far!), tribute to the late great Taylor Hawkins, the fruit of labour from community workshops, and rep for the Halloween classic vibes of the Addams Family which came back into the public consciousness with the brilliant recent Netflix show Wednesday starring @jennaortega #topnine #kibblepalace #glasgowcity #theaddamsfamily #communityarts #pumpkincarving #workinprogressart #artvideos #wednesdayaddams #thematrix #cobrakai #halloweenlife #halloween247

[solxamber]

Hello! I humbly request Skully J. Graves for the spooky season, please and thank you! (Ps, I LOVE YOUR VILLIANESS SERIES SO MUCH. if you put him in the series, I would love it. Thank you.

Frights and Fancies - Skully J. Graves x reader

I've finally finished the first part of the Halloween event story and here we go! Skully J. Graves for the spooky season!

(this was written before part 2 of the event was out so it might be ooc)

It was almost Halloween, and the Ramshackle Dorm looked like it had exploded in pumpkins, cobwebs, and fake skeletons. Well, not fake enough for Skully, who was currently trying to rearrange a skeleton to perfectly mimic Jack Skellington’s iconic pose.

“This is it! This is exactly how Jack looked when he stood atop Spiral Hill!” Skully beamed, leaning back with a gleeful twirl. “I could cry!”

“Please don’t,” Grim muttered, slumped on the couch like a cat who’d had enough of life. “I’ve seen way too much Halloween today. I’m exhausted.”

You stifled a laugh as Skully pranced across the room, his long coat flowing behind him dramatically. He stopped by a cobweb you’d just hung, delicately adjusting it with reverence. “Ah, this is a masterpiece! The precision, the artistry—oh, Jack would be proud!”

“I bet Jack has a restraining order,” Grim mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

Skully didn’t seem to notice the sass. “You don’t understand, Grim! Jack Skellington is the Pumpkin King! He is the very soul of Halloween! Imagine... if I could bring him here, right to this very dorm... oh, we would throw the greatest Halloween party the world has ever seen!”

“You’re throwing it right now, and I hate it,” Grim muttered, pulling a pillow over his head.

Skully, undeterred, rushed over to the pile of pumpkins by the door, holding up the largest one like a trophy. “This one’s going to be the pièce de résistance! I’m going to carve Jack’s face into it—oh, the precision, the skill! It’ll be a tribute!”

You were barely able to stop yourself from laughing as Skully started sketching an intricate face into the pumpkin. It was hard not to get caught up in his excitement, even if it was a little... obsessive.

“Hey, uh, shouldn’t we maybe, I don’t know, check the snacks or something?” you suggested, trying to save Grim from further mental collapse. “We’ve got a whole room full of sweets to prepare.”

“Oh! Of course!” Skully jumped to his feet, pumpkin forgotten. “We must create a feast worthy of Halloween Town itself! Grim, you’ll love this—there will be so many sweets, you won’t be able to handle it!”

“Sounds like my personal hell,” Grim groaned, finally sitting up. “Do we have to? I was kinda hoping to nap.”

Skully was already halfway to the kitchen, humming some eerie tune under his breath. You shot Grim an apologetic look, but he was too busy glaring at the ceiling like he was making a pact with some unseen force to end Halloween forever.

The kitchen was soon filled with the smells of spiced pumpkin and sugary treats. Skully was in his element, flitting around like a Halloween-obsessed ghost, talking nonstop about Jack Skellington, the Pumpkin King, and all the Halloween traditions from his foggy village.

“And no one here at school even knows about Jack!” Skully was saying for probably the twentieth time. “Can you believe that? It’s like they’ve never even heard of Halloween!”

“Maybe they’re lucky,” Grim grumbled, stuffing his face with a pumpkin tart.

Skully either didn’t hear him or didn’t care. He had already moved on to decorating cookies, carefully icing tiny skeleton faces onto each one. “Jack’s elegance, his charisma! He’s the epitome of what Halloween should be.”

“Jack this, Jack that...” Grim sighed dramatically. “If I hear that name one more time—”

“I could name the pumpkin Jack,” Skully suggested, completely serious.

“No!” Grim snapped. “Let the pumpkin live its own life! Let it be free!”

You snorted, almost dropping the tray of cupcakes you were setting out. Skully blinked, confused for just a moment, before smiling his usual charming smile. “Ah, Grim, you always know how to liven things up.”

“I’m this close to being a ghost myself,” Grim muttered.

By the time the evening rolled around, Ramshackle Dorm had been transformed into a veritable Halloween haven. Cobwebs draped across the walls, pumpkins lined every surface, and the faint glow of eerie lights filled the air. Skully stood in the center of it all, arms wide open as he surveyed his masterpiece.

“This... this is the Halloween of my dreams,” Skully said softly, his voice full of awe. “I couldn’t have done it without you two.”

Grim gave a halfhearted wave from his spot on the couch, already half-asleep again, but Skully’s gratitude was genuine. You smiled, watching as he twirled around one more time, completely in his element.

“Well,” you said, “if Jack Skellington could see this, I’m sure he’d be impressed.”

Skully’s face lit up like a jack-o’-lantern. “You really think so?”

“Absolutely,” you replied, adjusting a crooked pumpkin. “You’ve done Halloween proud.”

Skully gave a deep bow, flourishing his coat as if he were addressing royalty. “Then, in Jack’s name, I thank you both!”

From the couch, Grim groaned. “I’m gonna need a vacation after this…”

As Skully danced around the room, humming Halloween tunes and praising Jack Skellington, you couldn’t help but smile. Sure, it had been a lot of work, but seeing Skully so happy—and hearing Grim’s constant complaints—made it all worth it.

This was going to be a Halloween to remember.

Masterlist

Also I'd love to add him the the villainess series, but I'll wait till atleast part 2 of the Halloween event to completely understand him before I do!

[yan-lorkai]

I’m not sure if I can request this and I don’t know much about Halloween but I can totally imagine the first year gang starting a little pumpkin farm at Ramshackle. They’d carve pumpkins together and maybe sell some of them to earn a little pocket money

If it’s too much, no worries. just ignore this. Have a great day

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/n: This is such a lovely idea tbh, now i kinda of want to do something like this with my friends aaaa. This was supposed to be posted at 6am as always and i forget to queue it lol. Anyway, enjoy it darling!

The Ramshackle Dorm had never been busier nor more vibrant than now. It all started with a simple idea from Ace: “Hey, why don’t we grow some pumpkins here?” he had said a sunny afternoon, eyes glinting with mischief as gestured to the dead garden of his dorm.

“We can carve them for Halloween, and maybe even sell a few. Easy money, right?” He turned to Epel, who, just as mischievously, nodded.

With a few enthusiastic nods from Jack and Deuce, the plan was set in motion. Soon, even Sebek, who had initially scoffed at the idea as "a frivolous waste of time," found himself secretly invested when Malleus found out and praised him for having a hobby with a bunch of friends.

Days turned into weeks, and the once dead, wild yard of the Ramshackle Dorm was transformed. The first-year gang tilled the soil, planted seeds, and tended to their patch diligently. They took turns watering the sprouts, pulling out weeds, and shooing away curious crows. It was hard work, but there was a certain joy in it.

Jack took special pride in watching the tiny green shoots grow into fat, round pumpkins, while Epel appreciated the physical labor - he said that in that way he could gain muscles. Ace and Deuce made it a game, challenging each other to see who could grow the biggest pumpkin, which led to much bickering and laughter.

The yard was filled with the warm, earthy scent of pumpkins, and the air was filled with laughter. Each carved pumpkin was a reflection of its creator, scattered around the steps and windows of Ramshackle, glowing with flickering candles as the sun dipped below the horizon.

As the pumpkins ripened, the dorm's front yard slowly turned into a sea of orange, each pumpkin unique in size and shape. On one particularly crisp afternoon, as Halloween approached, they gathered around to start carving. Carving tools in hand, they sat in a circle, some humming, others chatting about what designs they’d make.

Ace boasted that he would create the scariest face, while Deuce shyly admitted he wanted to make a pumpkin with a cute smile so he could take a photo and sent it to his mother. Epel’s was, of course, carved with incredible detai l— a miniature masterpiece of intricate patterns, as he was used to carve apples. Jack’s was simple and classic, just like him. And Sebek, determined to outshine the rest, carved an elaborate dragon that he claimed was a tribute to his master, Malleus.

“Not bad, huh?” Ace said, admiring their work. “I mean, I could probably sell mine for way more than any of yours, but still.” He smirked, dodging a playful punch from Deuce.

“We’ll see about that,” You shot back, wiping your hands on your overalls. “Who wouldn’t want to buy one of mine?”

Throughout the day, the first-years ran the stand, chatting with students and selling their carved pumpkins. Sebek was surprisingly the best salesperson, his loud voice catching everyone’s attention and his pride making each pumpkin sound like a royal treasure. Epel made sure every customer left with a smile, slipping them a little extra vine or a perfect pumpkin seed as a token. Even Grim, though not directly involved in the growing process, found himself helping out, lured by the promise of sharing in the profits.

With their pumpkins carved, the group turned to the next phase of their plan. They set up a small stand by the gate, decorating it with the leftover vines and smaller pumpkins. A hand-painted sign read, "Pumpkins for Sale! Buy 1, Get 1 Free (if you can guess who carved it)!" It was Ace’s idea, of course, to add a little game to attract more customers. They were soon joined by curious students from other dorms, many who had heard about the little farm project and wanted to see the fruits (or rather, gourds) of their labor.

You still were surprised that their idea really attracted people. Even Sam was there, examining the pumpkins.

By the end of the evening, the pumpkin patch looked a bit emptier, but your pockets were a little heavier. All of you were tired, but it was the good kind of tired, where your cheeks hurt from smiling and your muscles ache in a satisfying way. As you sat together on the steps of Ramshackle, trapped between Deuce and Ace, watching the last of the daylight fade, there was a warm sense of accomplishment between them.

“This was a good idea,” Jack said, breaking the comfortable silence. “We should do it again next year.”

“Yeah,” Epel said, stretching out his arms. “Maybe we’ll even beat the big guys at their own game. Imagine if this little patch becomes the talk of Halloween.”

"What if other dorms try to do something like this, though?" You asked them.

You had so much fun those past few months, working at their side after clubs ended and the homework was made. You laughed, you chased them when they teamed up to tease you. Overall, it was the most fun you had since coming to this world.

Ace, who was using your left shoulder as a pillow, leaned up so he could see your eyes. "If this happens..." he looked at the other boys before catching your eyes again. "Then we'll crush them, no doubt."

"Figuratively speaking, right?"

Deuce smiled spread through his face as Epel laughed and Sebek and Jack tried to hide their face from you.

"Yeah... Figuratively speaking, of course, Prefect."

The others nodded, their eyes bright with ideas about what to do if the other students tried to do something like that.

As the night settled in, the carved pumpkins flickered warmly, casting playful shadows across the yard. And you felt as if, for just a moment, like you were back home with your small, happy family — gathered around a shared project, their laughter and camaraderie filling the air with something brighter than any candle could provide.

If you were here the next year, then you wanted to do the same thing with them again. And if you aren't... You wanted them to continue that little tradition.

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

The Nightmare Before Christmas Lost in The Book: Over The Spiral Hill

{1} {2}

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“ “Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.” “ You quote as Jack sang opera to your group, the earlier events of discussing music and dances for the festivities. 

Riddle comments at the words, “I never thought’d you’d be imitating Rook on this… Event.” The dorm head mumbles. You grin at the red-head. “He wishes, the song reminded me of a playwright in our world.” You gesture to Yuu. 

“ “Just because I can’t see it, doesn’t mean I don’t believe it.” “ You say the phrase easily, recalling it for this occasion. “That wasn’t from the playwright though… Still a good quote though, you think?” You ask your group, turning away from them. 

…

You felt your face become warm at the line, embarrassed.

-

“Yuu! Grim, Skully!” You happily show off the different details your outfit held. Reminding you of home, hints of Ramshackle hinted in a few stitches.

“Oh yeah, I didn’t realize your’s was a bit stranger than ours.” Grim says, circling around you curiously. 

“It looks good!” Yuu replied, keeping close to you, you laugh.

“It’s very beautiful!” Skully compliments as you blink. An idea forming into your head..

“Hmm, Yuu, I wanted to ask. Do you remember any holidays from ‘Home’?” You ask carefully, knowing the answer. You pick up Grim, watching the other human ponder.

Yuu eyes you back, eyes glazed over thoughtfully. “No, not as much as you.”

“Oh? What do you mean?” Skully joins in, listening attentively.

“They’re not from Twisted Wonderland!” Grim pipes up. “Grim, shush!” Yuu scolds, while you hand the fur-ball to them. Skully’s lips part slightly, shocked a bit.

“T-Then.. Where is it are you two from?”

Yuu shrugs, clearly not as comfortable as you were about ‘Home’.

“Uh- Let’s say, very far.”

“Worlds away-” Grim is interrupted by Yuu shoving their face his fluffy neck. “OI! Yuu! Quit it!” Grim swats at their hair as you take Skully’s attention away. Linking hands with his as the four of you walk.

“I wanted to say before, that our holidays are sorta the same and different. A few don’t even exist here.”

“Don’t bring up Chr- ACK! AGAIN?! Stop!” Grim whines at Yuu’s affectionate gesture.

“What is “Chr”?” 

“Oh- That’s a holiday from where from and it’s called-”

You pause. “Let’s say, it’s kinda like… “The opposite”, or more of.. Colorful, cold. Instead of pumpkins and autumn leaves. We have snow, depending on the region, along with carols instead of spooky-sweet melodies!” You wink.

“Instead of a “Pumpkin King” we have this guy called S-.”

Interrupted once more by Grim’s whines, you roll your eyes playfully. “There’s another one too, where we celebrate those who are…” You summarize the best you can. Smiling sadly, “it’s paying tribute to those we miss. To keep them remembered.”

You go on to another holiday, something along the lines of a rabbit and marshmallow birds…

Skully remains quiet, intaking all the knowledge you gave to him. The memories held within your mind, wishing to be shared. Just as precious as Halloween was to him.

Resolved settled within him as they walked further down the path to Jack’s house.

-

After the fiasco with Skully and the Oogie-Boogie squad, Jack had awoken from his slumber while Skully apologized. 

Halloween was back on!

Music played all around town, joining in on the merriment without a care.

Dancing with everyone, you twirl around with different dance partners. Grim, the fluffy beast, tried his best with taking lead with the waltz.

Settling down, you find one of the stray flowers beside you. Plucking it without much thought, pinching at the petals as you stop at a familiar voice.

Tossing the flower away, you readily take Skully’s hand. 

-

Flowers in hand, you walk back to Ramshackle. The graves greeting you as the wind slowly becomes small wisps. A book held tightly in hand, purchased immediately before everyone left Foothill Town. A melody humming on your lips, adorn in a familiar costume you commissioned Vil and Crewel for earlier. Vil even looked… Pleased at the flimsy sketch, seeing the vision easily. As it reminded him of something lost to him. Yuu and Grim follow a few steps away.

Grim held a can of tuna while Yuu carried a  small basket of candies. 

Ramshackle, alight with decorations of purple and green tinsel, along with Diasomnia’s own decor. 

Kneeling by a few unnamed graves, the three of you place the items down. Heading back inside for the rest of the Halloween party.

The ghosts greet you three excitedly, as your guests a few doormates chatter and relax. 

Letting your frown fade, you smile, hands craving over the edges of the portrait that laid above the unlit fireplace. The mantle covered in small decorations of colored skulls, candles and candies. The familiar pumpkin-colored eyes roaming down from above you and your guests.

-

[YALL IM SO PISSED THAT SKULL IS WRITTEN OFF! Im HOPPING TWST decides to put him in the game and give him a card.I’LL SAVE UP FOR IT! HANDS DOWN. I’ll probably be trying to cope a bit with small one-shot drabbles based around him. YALL I CANT!!! If anyone got my references at all let me know, Im so… AUGHHHHHHH! Anyway, thanks for reading!]

[thatsthat24]

Sanderstober 2023

Upon request, I’ve provided new art prompts for this year’s month of October!! As always, feel free to do all or some of these, pick and choose whichever stands out to you! If you missed a day’s prompt but still wanted to do art for it, absolutely do that and post it whenever you want, no worries whatsoever. It’s all completely laid back and just for fun! I’ve added to this list without consulting old ones, so if I used a repeat idea, it’s possible that I just was interested in seeing more of it again this year!! Hope you all enjoy! If you’re wanting me to check them out at all, you can use the tag, #Sanderstober2023 🎃

Oct. 1st: Give me a spooky or Halloween-y figure and how he looks on Sep. 30th (their off-time, go as comical as you’d like) and then how they look Oct. 1st (traditionally how they are known to look!).

Oct. 2nd: Give me a flower design inspired by a type of candy of your choice!

Oct. 3rd: In celebration of the awesomeness that is Fionna and Cake, I’d love to see you take a character, or characters from your fave series, and give them a multiverse makeover (what they’d look like in a different universe, under different circumstances)

Oct. 4th: Take any historic landmark, and give it an autumn or Halloween-y makeover

Oct. 5th: Since I’ve been on my D&D kick with Roleslaying with Roman, what would any Halloween- or spooky-themed character be in a D&D world? What would be their race? Their class? Their backstory??

Oct. 6th: Google a Random Color Generator and use it to give you three colors. Then use those three colors to create a new Halloween creature or character.

Oct. 7th: Along the lines of Spiderman Noir, take any character you want from some sort of fiction, and depict how they might look like in any other time period!

Oct. 8th: In the spirit of having fun with both Halloween AND Christmas, take a Halloween story/character and draw what they might appear as if they were actually a character talked or sung about in a Christmas story.

Oct. 9th: Take a group of characters from one of your favorite pieces of content and create tarot cards featuring them. Google tarot cards to get inspiration if you need!

Oct. 10th: Take a musical (one that I would suppose wouldn’t already be scary) and create a poster for it as if it were the title of a scary movie

Oct. 11th: Google a Disney character generator, pick out two characters, and create what a mash-up of those two characters would look like!

Oct.12th: Pumpkin spice latte obviously has its spotlight during the fall, but could you come up with another special coffee concoction for another season/holiday of the year?

Oct. 13th: Take a Fall/Halloween concept or character and use it as inspiration for a fashionable outfit

Oct. 14th: As a tribute to Barbenheimer this year, take any character from Barbie or Oppenheimer and depict how they’d appear in the other movie

Oct. 15th: Take the last text you received. Use all or part of it to base a whole movie off of it of any genre, and create a poster for it

Oct. 16th: Take one of the names of your current pet, old pet, or friend’s pet, and use that name as the inspiration for a superhero. What would that superhero look like?

Oct. 17th: Is there a phrase that one of your parents or friend says all the time? Take it and imagine it’s the name of a children’s book. What would that children’s book cover look like?

Oct. 18th: Take a Disney villain, and depict them as a Disney princess

Oct. 19th: Take a Disney Princess and depict them as a Disney villain!

Oct. 20th: Take any Greek god and imagine what their preferred activity might be on an average Fall day.

Oct. 21st: Take a board game (one that I would suppose wouldn’t be scary) and create a poster for it as if it were the title of a scary movie

Oct. 22nd: This is an annual favorite of mine - take take any character(s) from a piece of content of your choice and depict them like a Tim Burton character

Oct. 23rd: Take a famous brand logo (Toyota, Playstation, Campbell’s Soup, Facebook, literally any logo from anything) and design a Pokemon inspired by the logo and color palette! Bonus for naming it and giving it stats!

Oct. 24th: In the spirit AGAIN of having fun with both Halloween AND Christmas, now take a Christmas story/character and draw what they might appear as if they were actually a character talked or sung about in a Halloween story.

Oct. 25th: Another favorite of mine: take any character(s) from a piece of animated content you enjoy, and draw them in the style of another piece of animated content!

Oct. 26th: Go to the latest playlist you were listening to, put it on shuffle, and see what song it plays. Take the title of that song and use it as inspiration for a Halloween/Autumn themed drawing of your choice.

Oct. 27th: Take a favorite pair of characters from a piece of content you enjoy and depict what their matching Halloween costumes would be!

Oct. 28th: [Random event from this past year] … and Zombies!!

Oct. 29th: Every town’s got some local businesses with interesting names (Jerry’s Tire Barn Emporium, stuff like that). If you know of one in your local town, take that name, and imagine it to be the name of a Haunted House. Depict what that location may look like. I wanna learn about some funny local business names.

Oct. 30th: Take one item from your desk/workspace, anything you want. This item is now the inpiration of a brand NEW cryptid (like Sasquatch, Loch Ness, El Chupacabra, just some legendary creature we have yet to find hard evidence of). Depict what this cryptid would be!

Oct. 31st: And, of course, in typical fashion for the big day, give me any character(s) of your choice, from any piece of content, enjoying Halloween in whatever way seems appropriate to them!!

Hope you all have a WONDERFUL October! And hope you enjoy these different art ideas! Looking forward to anything it may bring about!

[sweetsaladpainterranch]

Challenges of Raising a 6 Month Old Demon

Pumpkin Patch

...

It was 1 pm on the dot on a particularly warm fall day on West Judas Street of Pentagram City. This street being the line that separates your mate's territory from his flat faced frenemy's on the outskirts of the entertainment district. You were here with the rest of the Hazbin gang to treat your daughter, Evangeline, to her very first taste of the spooky season.

As Halloween has always been your favorite holiday, your were especially excited to share this experience with your family and friends. You've been practically vibrating with anticipation since Angel mentioned that the Vee's were opening a Jack-o'-lantern pumpkin patch as pumpkins in Hell just naturally grew that way. You didn't even hesitate to march right past the lit entrance, along with an equally excited Charlie and Angel, with your stroller to immediately find the selection of promised pumpkins.

Unfortunately, your husband did not share your enthusiasm for the outting as he tensely strutted as close to you and your fawn as possible. He was literally your shadow and, judging from the way the other demons kept a wide berth from you, Alastor was obviously radiating a "fuck around and find out" vibe. He had been against leaving his territory, especially with your still fragile deerling, but he couldn't deny you or his child the joy of this activity.

So with your Radio Shadow in tow, you began to size up the alive pumpkins and show them to Evangeline for her evaluation. At first, she hissed and shrank away from their creepy smiles with her fluffy ears speared back; waving her little claws at them until her dominance among the hellish plants was established. Even Alastor took a break from his constant surveillance to admire his fawn's aggression with a warm smile.

She began to figet within her restraints and, not at all surprising to you, her father immediately took the tiny demon into the safety of his arms. "If my sweet spawn is to be subject to this place, its only natural that her father escort her.", he said confidently and strode off between the rows of smiling vegetables, however, his ever indifferent smile didn't fool you for a second.

You knew he wanted to share this moment with Evangeline and see what other cute responses she may have towards the pumpkins. You only smiled and stepped after them with a warm feeling at seeing your two favorite demons so wrapped in the holiday fun.

Your daughter struggled to understand the Jack-o'-lanterns as she demanded to touch, taste (and even hit) each and every one that she came across. Her puggy hands felt through their eye holes (which apparently felt ticklish to them) and a bumpy one even tried to bite her when she fingered it's pointed "teeth". Both Alastor and Evangeline hissed sharply at the biting pumpkin as the deer demons tried to intimidate it into submission like the others. It only breathed in and let loose a stream of pulpy guts and seeds as it blew a raspberry in their faces with an evil giggle. You thought for sure that your daughter would immediately cry and try to demolish the mishapened lantern, your mate even looked at her in anticipation of the slaughter, but after a moment, she only joined in its giggling and clapped her small hands in joy.

The disappointment in Alastor's face (mixed with the scraps of pumpkin gunk still in his hair) made even you begin to laugh heavily. And you plucked the spunky Jack-o'-lantern from its perch, still trying to stifle the bubbling giggles at your husband's annoyed face, and went to pay with the other Hazbin peeps who also picked out their Halloween tributes. You heard Alastor's static begin to raise, but noticed how it oddly dissipated just a quickly.

You turned from the others to look back to see how Evangeline, also noticing her father's mounting anger, had thrown her chubby arms around his neck in a tight embrace. Despite how more pumpkin guts pressed between them, Alastor's cheeks had reddened and he sighed in contentment as he returned the adorable expression of tiny love.

By the time you arrived back home, the fawn had fallen asleep still holding her father's neck protectively and snoring softly into his jaw. No one dared to comment how you all heard his tail wagging under his coat.

...

Thanks for reading ☺️ we went to the pumpkin patch this past weekend and our own demon baby absolutely tried to fight every pumpkin there 😂😂 out of them all, she chose the most lumpy, mishapened, weird one that was there. . .Happy Fall Season, everyone! ♥️

-SSPR

[vairsmania]

trick or treat?

HIII SORUSHING! TY FOR THE ASK :D i love the lil drawing with the pumpkin basket WAHHH

i pick treat! i hope this is how the ask game works im not 100% sure but here are some WIPS :) )

a hiccstrid tribute that i'm currently rendering (4 pieces total)

a lil throwback to the rob/dob days (5 total)! the first one is hiccup and snotlout jumpin into a pond!! i wanna say it was done on impulse because they're both fully clothed but i just thought it would be fun to render them that way :)

the twins doing what the twins do

probably caused a mess at gobber's forge

tbh i haven't worked on the rob/dob one since september but hopefully if i pick it back up the future i'll be sure to finish it! there's three more pieces that go with it :)

happy halloween!

[crippledgiraff]

Would you look at that? It's already #Orctober !!! We've got a bunch of new stickers, a bunch of old favorites, and a bunch of fun bundles!!!

You remember these lads!? A deep throwback, we've got these sexy boyz available as a sticker sheet!

We've got this seasonal maniacal mech from @diceyjune!

I know you want a cute little goff grot girlfriend! Well we've got a new one from @kabewski !

We've got @qsycomplainsalot's Rebel Grots back and better than ever! (They're on clear vinyl now!)

Don't forget, it's not just #Orctober, it's also #SpookySeason! And we've got this wicked cool sheet of a whole Skeleton Army from @qsy.bsky.social !

🎺You know who likes Checks? Orkz like checks! Ska likes Checks! @wib.bsky.social likes Checks!🎺

Pay tribute to Big Daddy Ed Roth with these absolutely bitchin' Rat Rod stickers!

And of course, don't forget about Kristina's adorable orcs!

We've got these and plenty more! Check 'em out! Orctober's fun but the winter holidays are just around the corner!

[notscarsafe]

I love you late night Decked Out crew. I love you random silly conversations in the lobby, I love you Pictionary in the daycare center and deaths in the ravager backrooms. I love you diversions into TCG or Blue River raceway between runs. I love you wheeling and dealing for cards, for shards, lurking like an addict waiting for the shop to refresh. I love you Zelda tribute keydrop noise, tinkly warden noise machine, haunting drones in the burning dark. I love you goofy ravager names, warden names, silly nicknames for the different zones. I love you Easter eggs, puzzles, and deathtraps. I love you crouching and hiding in the chain trap, I love you nail bitingly vaulting past the vex at max clank, skidding into the shop at half a heart. I love you sound of submitting an artefact, of buying a card, the sudden silence of waking up back in the lobby after death. I love you pick of shame. I love you Rusty, I love you Willy, I love you Pumpkin. I love you "slain by nothing, they survived Decked Out".

I love you, Decked Out 2. I love you Tango. I love you Hermitcraft ensemble in the longest, craziest, most overachieving and awesome season ever.

Decked out 2 ends tonight, December 10th at 1AM EST, and all the signs are pointing to the season ending with the new year.

I love you Hermitcraft, thank you for being comfort, joy, and company.

[littlest-homie]

My harvest ! I'm really pleased with this !!

also while i was in the garden mulching the tomato plot i look up to check how the pumpking was doing and there were TWO pumpkins.

Real world duplication glitch. nature truly is beautiful.

The second pumpkin needs to ripen a bit but this one is just fine. Bit cracked from the drought / big rains tho but i love it anyway. Yipee !!

included the dandelion 'cause its edible and reminded me of @official-dandelion-posts whose posts i look forward to so consider this a tribute

[dietzdollspinups]

#2 - SIX DAYS OF NEW PINUPS IN CELEBRATION OF HALLOWEEN! Today's Halloween-themed vintage style pinup art is a brand new pinup in another tribute to the late great Bill Randall with ‘Pumpkin Carving'! Stella’s carving pumpkins, her costume’s a thrill, At the Halloween bash, she fives quite the chill. Pumpkin seeds flying, her knife gives a whirl, No doubt about it – she’s out of this world!

Did you know you can order many of the pinups you see posted here? Check out the Dietz Dolls online store where you can find military pinups, classic pinups, the propaganda pinup poster series, and lots more in sizes ranging from 8x10 prints to 24x36 posters! Don't see a pinup in the store that you want to purchase? Contact me and let me know! www.dietzdolls.com/catalog

Created: Concept/Digital Artwork/Editing by Britt Dietz Online Pinup Print and Poster Store: https://www.dietzdolls.com/catalog © Dietz Dolls Vintage Pinup Photography: https://www.dietzdolls.com Instagram: https://instagram.com/vintagepinups Facebook: https://facebook.com/DietzPinupPhotography

[beyondthesefourwalls]

Marvelous Night for a Moondance

Summary: A date night at a concert in the park has you and Bradley adventuring in ways you hadn’t with each other yet. You had only been dating for a few short months, but he made you feel things you never had before, and it was almost scary how easy it was to picture yourself staying in his arms forever. 

Pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader 

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: language, public smut (fingering beneath a blanket) 

Notes: Not necessary to read RYEWID, but this is part of the The Forgotten Moments collection I have going, showcasing Bradley and Pumpkin’s relationship before his accident. @mak-32 threw the idea about a date night in the park out to me and I couldn’t let go of it, so this one is for you bb💜

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Bradley Bradshaw: How do you feel about going out tonight instead?

You zoomed in on the picture he had attached to the text message, making out a flier for an outdoor concert focusing on 70s and 80s tribute bands that was taking place tonight in the park not too far from your apartment. There would be food trucks and a bar set up, and the event itself was free to the public. The weather was starting to warm up now that spring had begun - it was still cooler at night, but the thought of being outdoors cuddled up against your boyfriend was enough to have you smiling as you typed back. 

Meet you there?

Bradley Bradshaw: You’re funny, Pumpkin. I’ll pick you up at 7. 

You bit your lip as giddiness washed over you. It was a feeling you were still getting used to. You and Bradley had only met a few months ago, seated together at a singles table at a wedding out of town, but the connection had been instantaneous and had only gotten stronger since then. He made you feel things you never had before - feelings you had really only associated with characters from books or movies and that you never dreamed would happen to you. 

You had no idea something like this could be real, but Bradley Bradshaw had proved you wrong in all the best ways. 

Can’t wait. See you then, loverboy :) 

Before you could even set your phone down and get back to work, it buzzed in your hand again. You laughed as you read his response, shaking your head in amusement. 

Bradley Bradshaw: Sure will, baby ;) 

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The park was scattered with people sitting at picnic tables or in the grass or on lawn chairs they had brought with them. You and Bradley had arrived after the concert had already started, but had found a patch of grass to spread out in the back, nearly at the park’s edge. The two of you sat together on the blanket he had thought to bring, working your way through the funnel cake from one of the food trucks. Bradley’s jacket was draped across your shoulders and a wildflower from the bouquet of flowers he had arrived with was tucked into your hair, and it was amazing how happy just being around him made you.

“I’ve never seen someone so passionate about a doughnut and powdered sugar before.”  

You gasped, feeling genuine offense at his words as you gaped at him. “It’s not a doughnut. It may be within the doughnut family, but a funnel cake is a work of art and in a league of its own, Bradley.” 

To emphasize your point, you ripped a piece of the snack off and popped it in your mouth, chewing happily. 

Bradley laughed, but you knew it was in amusement and not at your expense. No one had ever looked at you the way he did. His expressions were always so open, portraying everything he was feeling. And right now he was looking at you with a softness you had come to associate only with him. 

His eyes flickered down to your lip and he cleared his throat, pointing to your lips. “You have a little something there.”

You went to wipe what you were sure was powdered sugar away, but Bradley leaned down, kissing the corner of your mouth. Butterflies erupted in your stomach. There was a smirk on his handsome face when he pulled away. “Got it.”

The night sky was dark and you were far enough back on the lawn that the lights from the stage or that were strung up in some of the trees weren’t close enough to illuminate the two of you. So you didn’t hesitate to swipe up some of the fallen sugar on the paper plate and run it over his mustache. Before he could question what you were doing, you were cupping the side of his face and guiding his head back to yours. You kissed him softly before running your tongue through the hair above his lip, collecting the sweetness you had intentionally put there. The shocked look on his face and his darkened eyes left you more than satisfied with yourself when you pulled away, your smirk just as present as his was. 

“You’re trouble,” he said, clearing his throat when his voice cracked just the slightest bit. 

“You love it,” you insisted, and with the wink he sent you and the way his eyes sparkled, you knew he wouldn’t disagree. 

Bradley set the empty plate to the side to be discarded later, holding open his arms for you. Without a word, you happily crawled to sit between his spread legs. His thighs bracketed you on both sides and even with the additional barrier of his jacket, his chest was warm against your back. He grabbed the other blanket he had brought and draped it over both of your laps before his arms wound around you, holding you close. You couldn’t help but release a content sigh as he kissed your hair and started singing along to the music in your ear. 

It was a little crazy how quickly his arms became your favorite place to be, and maybe even crazier that you could already see yourself staying in them for the rest of your life. You snuggled back closer into him at the thought. 

You sat quietly for a while as the band played covers of Queen and Hall & Oats. You were too far away to actually see the stage as more than a blur in the distance, but it was nice, sitting there in the dark as the music floated back to you. You stayed caged between Bradley’s legs as one of the arms that was wrapped around you dropped to ghost down your side instead, finding a home resting lightly over your stomach. After a moment, his fingertips started tracing shapes into the patch of skin visible below the cropped shirt you were wearing. You squirmed at the feel of his touch on your skin, but settled into it quickly. 

Only another minute passed before those same fingers dipped below the waistband of your long, flowy skirt. You could feel him take a deep breath as he met the top of your cotton panties. He briefly rubbed against the band of the material before you felt him start to retract. You grabbed his wrist before he could get too far. 

“It’s okay,” you murmured, voice breathier than you anticipated with so little having happened. It was just the effect he had on you. 

“You sure?” Bradley asked roughly in your ear. You nodded, and with another kiss to the side of your head, his hand started moving again. The dark night was aided by the blanket in keeping the both of you covered. Though the music was a steady volume throughout the park and the nearest couple was several yards away, you still bit your lip before a moan could draw the attention of anyone when he slipped past the cotton and over the sensitive skin it kept hidden. When you let your thighs fall open against his, allowing him further access, he groaned quietly into your hair. 

He slid his middle finger between your lips, coating his finger in your growing arousal. When he tapped your clit with another, your nails dug into his denim covered thighs your hands rested on. 

“You get so wet for me so quickly,” he mused quietly, almost like he was speaking to himself. Still, you nodded in agreement. He continued brushing his fingers through your folds, occasionally touching your bundle of nerves. He was moving calmly, without urgency. He had made it clear in the last few months how much he liked to tease you; you knew this moment, despite your setting, was no exception. 

There was a slow but powerful simmer building inside of you. He pressed firmly and circled your clit, and you knew you were reaching a boiling point. You wanted his fingers inside of you, but you wanted to touch him, too. 

With a shaky breath, you gripped his forearm, murmuring for him to stop. He did so immediately, withdrawing his hand. Briefly, you marveled at how quick he was to do as you asked as you shifted so you were sitting more sideways between his legs, forcing them wider. But then you caught sight of the almost panicked and guilty look on his face and you were quick to shake your head and draw his lips to yours with a hand on his neck. 

“I want it. I want you,” you reassured. The crease that had formed on his forehead smoothed at your words and he cocked his head to the side in question. 

“Then what’s wrong? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, Pumpk-oh, fuck.” 

You had reached down to palm at him through his jeans. He was hard and thick and your mouth watered as you thought about having him in your mouth. You knew you couldn’t do that now, but before the end of the night, when you were back at your apartment, you would make it a priority. Bradley’s jaw clenched and the veins in his neck throbbed as he worked to stay quiet as you squeezed. 

“I want to touch you too,” you told him. He let you, for a moment, jaw clenching and the veins in his neck throbbing as he worked to stay quiet before he stopped you with a shake of his head and murmur of your name. You pouted when he took your hand away even as he brought it to his mouth to kiss your palm. 

“I don’t think both of us will get away with doing this here, baby. Let me make you feel good now, and we can focus on me later, yeah?”

He pressed a series of kisses into the side of your face, tugging at your ear with his teeth before he spoke again, his voice deeper and raspier than before. “Don’t you know by now that I’ll always put you first?” 

You shivered at his words. It hadn’t been that long, but yes, you did know that. Bradley always put you first, in and out of the bedroom. He was a marvel. 

His legs fell open for you further and you moved so your back was leaning half against one of his strong thighs and half against his chest. The angle still wasn’t the best, but it was better than before, allowing his better access. This time, he didn’t hesitate to slide his hand into your skirt and underwear. His long, thick fingers felt so good sliding through your folds, but it was nothing compared to how good they felt when they slid inside of you. You drew your bottom lip between your teeth as a moan threatened to escape. God, even his fingers made you feel so full. 

He was methodical in how he worked you up. You wanted so badly to move your hips to accentuate the feeling, but you knew you had to remain still to not give the two of you away. You tucked your face as far as you could into his chest, breathing heavily. Your hands clutched at his shirt so tightly as he whispered the sweetest filth in your ear. 

“You’re so beautiful, taking my fingers like this in public. You’re so tight and warm. You feel how wet you are for me? I can’t wait to be inside of you later. Going to make you feel so good. When we’re back at home, you can be as loud as you want. I can’t believe you’re mine.” 

You were climbing closer and closer to release, his voice in your ear aiding his touch. 

“Do you trust me, Pumpkin?” 

“Yes,” you breathed without hesitation, “Always.” 

Bradley curled his fingers inside of you at the same time his thumb pressed down hard on your clit, rapidly rubbing back and forth and providing you with the most intense stimulation of the night. One of your hands that had been tangled in his shirt shot out to grasp his arm, pressing him harder into you as the coil snapped. 

“Then let go, baby. Come for me.” 

You tilted your head up and quietly moaned his name, sounding wrecked even to your own ears. Bradley kissed you as you rode out your orgasm, swallowing the sounds you were desperate to make. 

He withdrew his fingers when you finally stopped twitching and your breathing evened out. You expected him to wipe them on the blanket still covering your lap, or even on your skirt. You watched with eyes still bleary from your release when instead, he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your juices off and humming in delight at your taste. You felt another twinge of desire shoot through you at the sight. 

“Bradley,” you pleaded, “let’s go back to my place.”  

But Bradley shook his head. He was insistent that he had promised you a date night out and he intended on keeping that promise. With a slightly resigned sigh, because honestly how could you be mad when your heart was swelling so much at how dedicated he was to you, you accepted defeat. You adjusted yourself so you were sitting between his legs again and he held you tightly, resuming the soft singing in your ear that he had been doing when this all began. You did your best to get comfortable like you were before, but you were all too aware of just how wet and sticky your underwear were.  He was partially through the second verse of a Van Morrison song when you couldn’t take it anymore. You sat up just far enough to allow you to shimmy out of them, albeit a little awkwardly. As you settled back against his chest, you slipped the soaked cotton into his hand. 

“Can you put those in your pocket?” you requested innocently, “I don’t think I have room in my bag.” 

Bradley didn’t say anything, but you noticed how he had the fabric clutched in his fist, his thumb running through the obvious evidence gathered in the center of just how wet he had made you. You tilted your head back to look at his face. When he finally looked away from your panties and his eyes met yours, they were darker than they had been all night. You murmured his name in question. 

In answer, Bradley pressed a harsh, quick kiss to your lips. Then he was standing and holding a hand out to you. With the other, he stuffed your underwear in his pocket like you had requested before he started gathering the blankets you had been using. 

“I thought we were staying for the rest of the concert?” you asked, somewhat smugly at how you had gotten him to crack, even if it hadn’t been your complete intention. Once everything was tucked under his arm, the other dropped your hand and wrapped around your shoulder instead, pulling you into his side as he began guiding you to the exit of the park toward the parking lot. 

“That was before you handed me your absolutely drenched panties, Pumpkin,” he explained, voice strained. You glanced down and even in the dark, you could see he was hard in his jeans. 

“And now?” you asked. 

“Now, I’m taking you back to your place, and I’m going to spend all night between your legs. How does that sound?” 

You couldn’t help the shiver that shook your whole body or the goosebumps that erupted over your skin. You swallowed thickly. 

“It sounds great,” you promised him. You could feel your thighs dampening as you walked, and you were so hungry for him and how he made you feel. You slipped your hand into his back pocket and when you neared the car, you stopped to pull him into a kiss. 

“Stay the night with me tonight?” you murmured against his lips. 

“I’ll stay with you forever if you want, Pumpkin. Just say the word.” 

As he opened the door and helped you into the Bronco, you thought forever sounded like just what you wanted.

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End Notes: I hope you enjoyed it, and would love to hear your feedback. Likes/comments/reblogs mean the world💚

Special thanks to Mak and Em for everything, as always.

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[prettyoddfever]

I loved Panic's cover of Tonight Tonight by The Smashing Pumpkins, so here are some moments from shows in June–October 2006. Keep in mind that P!ATD had played their first show ever in August 2005.

The professional recording from the Denver show in the summer tour was put on the Myspace Tribute To The Smashing Pumpkins cd in the July 2007 Spin Magazine. Here's the article that went with it:

I saw The Smashing Pumpkins play this song live recently so I'll add that comparison too because why not: