#tell me that he would try to eat the decorations and leave out the candy

[crushedsweets]

hey sucker! 😋😋

what would the creeps do for valentine’s day?

like yknow, would some be given small treats or do others treat it like a regular day?

happy belated valentines day! hope you guys had fun and shared some love with everyone around you! this is the closest youre gonna get to x reader content from me.

AGAIN THIS IS SET IN MY AU!!! MY AU IS PRETTY DETAILED AND HAS AN OVERARCHING STORYLINE WITH PRE-ESTABLISHED FRIENDSHIPS, SETTINGS, JOBS, CHARACTER ARCS AND WHATNOT....... so :3 yeah.

Tim and Brian probably don't do much. They'll totally grab some chocolates/candy and eat it, but just cuz its there, not as a gift. if they had a partner, they'd just go get some dinner.. flowers, basic stuff. put on an unironed button up and pick their partner up LOL.

toby might do something depending on where he is in the story. early on, he is not doing SHIIIIT. deep into his friendship with nina(who opens up a lot of his emotional vulnerabilities n stuff), he might feel a little inclined to pick up some flowers for some of the girls in his life (nina, clocky, kate, lazari) just cuz he used to do something small for his sister/mom when he was younger (cuz frank never did shit). if he had a partner, he'd def wanna do jewelry and classic flowers. he likes necklaces and rings and piercings and stuff, doesnt wear them much cuz they get in the way, but likes seeing people wear stuff he got. he's the type to make them turn around so he could put the necklace on them, but if they even slightly laugh at him trying to be sweet, he's getting mad HAHA. "ok nevermind im returning this you fucking suck" (jokingly.. but he is embarrassed). would just wanna stay home though, no nights out or anything

clocky would paint stuff. she'd give nina a portrait of herself cuz nina loooves being someone's muse, do some nice art of forest creatures and leave some notes for toby. she'd feel pretty awkward about it just cuz even when she was with her highschool boyfriend, she wasn't good at giving or receiving affection. if she's gifted any flowers (which she will be getting), she's absolutely pressing them and either sealing them in some paintings, or putting it in frames that hold her old art/art she picked up at thrifts. if she had a partner, she'd obviously paint them or something. i could see her spending a long time working through a journal to gift them, making every 3 pages a painting, drawing, or journal entry expressing something. "today you and i went to get lunch. i think the place was way too expensive, but you liked it." and then empty pages for her partner to fill in with whatever they want.

nina. ok come on. lets be serious. its nina. she's gonna buy everyone(as in toby, clocky, kate, jane, liu) one expensive gift (cologne, watches, shoes, jewelry, makeup) and then throw together mini bouquets, notes, and probably shop lift other smaller stuff cuz 'IM BROKE I SPENT TOO MUCH I HAVE TO' LOLLL.. she's the type to literally decorate her house for it, putting up some of clocky's more romantic paintings (cuz she has a collection of clocky's work), setting out heart-shaped coasters, bringing out heart shaped pillows.... honestly she probably already had those.... she'd absolutely plan galentines dinner for her friends, bake cookies, everything. if she had a partner, it would be really similar. she likes to spoil people, gift giving and acts of service are her ways of showing love - buuuut she does want to be spoiled in return, so physical affection and quality time is what she wants to receive. she wants to be treated like a princess, be picked up, have her doors opened for her, told she looks beautiful, etc.

jack is even less likely to do something than toby. before the sacrifice, he'd grab a cheap bag of individually wrapped chocolates and give them to people he knew around campus. i could see him buying the same chocolates and leaving it in his cabin. telling whoever visits him to take some. nina would leave him some flowers too(say its also from toby) and he'd be really grateful, cuz she'd be very sure to get him whatever he thinks smells the nice. that way he can still appreciate it. if he had a partner, YOU KNOW HE'S COOKING THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DINNER AT HOME. he's cleaning up, very awkwardly trying to dress nice. black button up, slacks, slick his hair back(or he'd just do whatever his partner says looks best, not too concerned with his own preference). he'd feel sooo fucking embarrassed and very nervous but he just wants to make it special. he'd write a long love letter, too

jeff isnt doing shit for anyone. he'll go steal some chocolate and mind his own business. if he had a partner, one that he ACTUALLY loved and wanted to keep around. maybe he'd pick up some flowers and chocolate, mainly cuz he knows thats the bare minimum sort of gift. he'd let them demand that day from him, which takes a LOT for him to let anyone feel entitled to HIS time. if he knows they have higher expectations (dinner, a letter, etc) he'd probably bitch and moan and be like "ugh you already know im into you why do i gotta do this shit" but if theyre serious, he'd probably do it. half assed though...

kates also not doing anything unprompted. she wouldnt even know the day is coming around. her only memories of valentines day would be passing out some candy and cards around class in elementary school, but once she was in the forest, nobody gave HER shit. she might pick some flowers and wrap it in some paper for people , but ONLY if she KNOWS they're getting something for her. like, she'd pick nina some flowers cuz she knows ninas doing something regardless, but she wouldnt get toby anything cuz she wouldnt have expected it from him. then shed feel bad. if she had a partner, again it'd be similar. she KNOWS she needs to put in the effort, but she doesnt exactly have the resources... the farm does pay her some cash since she works with the animals, but she mostly just gives it straight to toby so he can buy stuff for the cabin. but she'd keep it this time around, and quietly ask toby if he could come with her to get some stuff for them. some sweets, a necklace, scribble out a little letter. smth sweet.

janes married. and she goes all out of her wife. buys her like a 3dozen bouquet of red roses, sets reservations at nice restaurants, makes mary breakfast the morning of. all of that. i dont even know how to go into detail on this because thats just how it is for her, theres not some turmoil for her to work through. she'd also start getting sally some stuff. plushies holding hearts, balloons, sweet things like that. if she had a partner...WELL SHE ALREADY DOES!!!!

if liu knows nina is going to gift him something expensive, he's doing the same. he's going to grab her flowers and maybe some shoes or something he knows she's had her eye on. he wouldn't be really subtle about it, just text her "whats on your wishlist right now" LOLLL... he just appreciates nina's presence (after they get over the jeff situation) and likes having a little sister to spoil. he'd probably send jane a bouquet of flowers with a thank you note, since jane did a lot for him. if he had a partner, it would also be very stereotypical. date plans, picking them up, flowers, etc. he'd LOOOOVE to make one of those big baskets filled to the brim with random shit. would wanna come home and draw a nice bubble bath and have some wine. stuff like that in general...

ben, lulu, ann, and dina wouldnt do anything and wouldnt get a partner. lazari would draw some pictures for her friends! sally will draw something for jane and mary

[spinning-stars]

Horror charaters x A bone obsessed Y/N

I did this for all my animal bone collector horror fans (Myself included) 🖤🦴

Characters include- Asa Emory, The Sinclair brothers, Bubba Sawyer and Thomas Hewitt!

It's Sfw!

Warnings- there is a part skinning animals, I'll let y'all know when that part will come up!

Enjoy 🖤

Asa Emory-

It's Asa so of course he's going to love the fact that you love animal bones.

💜 (scroll to heart # 2 this is the mention of skinning animals part!!!) Every time one of Asa's victims' pet dies due to one of his traps or one of his dogs dies or he finds a dead animal, he doesn't like to waste. Asa makes sure the animal is dead before he loads them up and takes them to his workspace, he'll de-skin and clean up the bones for you to keep. If the animal was a bird or something small he'll try and make a necklace with them. He won't tell you how or where he got the bones.

💜 He will definitely try getting you into insects/bugs exoskeleton, he will pull up another chair and teach you how to pin the animals wings and how to frame them for display. He's rather patient with you, and if you enjoy it you and him will have a little weekly date doing that exactly.

💜 Asa would always be on high look out for animal bones as he stalks his next victims. (One time he found a box of animal bones in one of his victims room and took them to give to you on your birthday🖤)

💜 When y'all move in together he will set up the coolest room ever, framed bugs on the wall, cool animal bone decor, and a bone pillow, as a little surprise.

Vincent Sinclair-

He finds your bone obsession to be cute tbh.

💚 He will make you little wax skeleton of your favorite animal. You just came home from helping Lester with Jonesy and you just see Vincent waddling up to you to hand you it. (He's more excited to give you your gift than anything else in the entire world)

💚 Vincent may not leave the house often but Lester does. So every day Vincent asks Lester to try and find some animal bones so that he can wrap them up in a little bouquet.

💚 He makes it a habit to search the bodies before he covers them in wax, he knows people wear shark teeth, alligator teeth and sometimes bones quite a bit.

💚 Once he figured out what was your favorite skeleton he told Bo to take you out to eat somewhere, head to the store for food and let you help in the shop for the day. He told Lester to pick up very specific shades of room paint. (I headcannon that Vincent has trained Lester's eyes to tell the difference between 2 colors that barely have a difference.) Once Lester came back he started painting a detailed mural on the wall.

Bo Sinclair-

Doesn't mind the bones obsession.

💙Bo trys to make him out to be "oh ok." And does nothing about the obsession kind of guy but he fails at that so badly.

💙 "Hey babe, I got you some of these bone shaped candies because you have a weird obsession." (He has to throw a small insult in there or he will literally explode)

💙Bo will sit in the shop all day and work on carving a little bone design into a peice of metal to make a ring/bracelet for you. (Vincent provided the drawings for him to make the ring/bracelet)

💙 This Mother fucker is a good pick pocketer and thief. Every time he sees someone wearing bones he will figure out a way to get it and give it to you.

Lester Sinclair-

Lester is Lester.

❤️He will feed into your obsession the most.

❤️ Every. Single. Day. He will bring you baskets of animal bones (Most of them are teeth)

❤️ Lester would carve you and him matching animal bone knifes, you can't convince me otherwise.

❤️ He would buy you a Lego animal bone set, I can't unsee it. (Most likely one of the dinosaur ones)

Bubba Sawyer-

He misunderstood the assignment a bit

💛 you made the slight mistake of not specifically telling him what bones you exactly liked, so he brings you human bones.

💛 Once you correct him and tell him you ment animal bones he made it his mission to search every single spot for one.

💛 on every note he left you there will be a very tiny animal tooth attached to it.

💛 he'll forget sometimes and accidentally give you human bones again

Thomas Hewitt-

Has a bone obsession too.

🧡 He too has a bone obsession and he made a little case dedicated to y'all's obsession.

🧡 Like Bubba he will not get the assignment unless specifically told animal bones.

🧡 ever since you moved in with the Hewitts you've noticed more and more bone decor. (Tommy just wants you to this the house is nice)

🧡 He got a *your favorite animal* skull tattoo because it reminds him of you <3

Authors note- Hello hello 👋 I hope you enjoyed! Requests are open!!!! Have a lovely day<3

Ps. @stitcheswashere13 was my old account that had a lot of problems with, if you liked my content of there and wondered where I went I'm now here!

[marleyybluu]

Kissin’ Santa Claus

dad!Fez x mom!reader

Summary: someone catches Santa and mommy doing naughty things

No warnings, just fluff and my obsession with writing these boys as fathers (I’m sorry)

A little something for the Fezco girls, I’m not abandoning y’all that’s my man too tf

The holidays weren’t really your thing. They were more enjoyable when you were a kid and the older you got the less interested you were in this stupid holiday. The same went for Fez, though he didn't enjoy it much as a kid, he barely got anything but even then family was the only thing he wanted.

It wasn't until you two collided that the Christmas spirit was restored, you guys found yourselves going to little Christmas parties, you'd invite him and Ash over to your family's house for the whole day just so they wouldn't feel left out.

But your family loved them just as much as you did.

After spending a few Christmases together, you went from two to three. You finally had someone else to spoil and put up a Christmas tree for. You guys gave your son the world every year, he always had a mountain of toys, a few books and some clothes.

Fez made sure you guys had traditions like decorating the tree together, and any school crafts your son brought home went up on the tree as well.

One of Fez's favourite traditions was dressing up like Santa Claus to drink the milk and eat the cookies that Logan would leave on the table on Christmas Eve. You asked why did he dress up if Logan was asleep by that time of night but his response was always just in case he came downstairs.

That made sense, but deep down you knew he did it for his own entertainment.

You had just put Logan to sleep and left the door cracked open because he didn't like it closed all the way. You tip-toed downstairs to see Fez in his costume placing some last-minute presents under the tree.

You fake gasp and dramatically put your hand on your chest. "Mr. Claus, what are you doing here?" Fez chuckled turning around to see you in a red robe that was hiding his favourite present. "You know me ma, just droppin' some joy for the kids."

You giggled. "Do you have any presents for mommy?" He bit his bottom lip feeling himself twitch under his belt, he made his way over to you with lust in his eyes. "Yeah, I got you a big ol' candy cane you could suck on."

Your giggle elevated to a full-blown holler, that line had the both of you in stitches. It was so perfectly corny. You reached out for his hand and he happily gave it to you, you pulled him over to the entrance of the kitchen, under a mistletoe she had hung up earlier that day.

Fez smiled. "Oh, you want some ho, ho, ho, huh?" You tugged him closer. "I do."

Little to your knowledge Logan wasn't really asleep, the mischievous boy had snuck his Nintendo Switch into his room and waited for you to leave so he could play his games, once you left he'd been up ever since.

He heard the laughter from downstairs and soon the sudden silence, he listened for any other noises and heard a thump against the wall. His little feet touched the floor as his curiosity led him to go investigate.

He stood at the top of the steps, peaked over the balcony of the second floor and almost fainted at the sight.

Mommy was kissing Santa Claus

He was shook to his little core.

The discovery haunted him until the next morning, he could barely look at his parents, he felt so awkward and guilty glancing at the gifts under the tree. His aunties, Rue and Jules, noticed his energy shift, he was usually a lot happier to open his gifts.

Jules asked. "What's wrong Logan?"

The little boy sighed, he looked over at his parents, you guys could tell he was nervous to spill. You sat up showing that you were listening and whatever it was they would try their best to understand.

All eyes were on him when he blurted. "I SAW MOMMY KISS SANTA LAST NIGHT."

There was a stunned silence and a little laugh from Ash who sat on the side. Rue's eyebrows were raised so high they almost touched her hairline, Jules covered her mouth to muffle her giggles.

"You saw what?" Fez spoke, his heart was racing, hoping the kid didn't see more than them just kissing. "I'm sorry daddy, I came out of my room because I heard something and then I saw mommy kissing Santa."

You couldn't say anything, you couldn't even move. The jig was up. How were you going to explain to your six year old child that you were only kissing his father without ruining the fact that Santa isn’t real?

Everyone looked over to the both of you while you looked at each other. “Oh… Logan… sweetie…” You tried your best to softball it in. “That wasn’t Santa.”

You could see his little heart shatter. “It wasn’t?”

Fez took over, he opened his arms and Logan stepped forward resting in his father's hold. “You see Santa was sooooo busy this year that he asked me to help him out, gave me the outfit and everything.”

“Really!?” Logan reacted excitedly. Fez nodded. “Of course, man, Santa picked me because he knew you been such a good boy this year.”

“So… it was just you and mommy kissing?”

“Yeah man, and that’s something that’s not new to you right?” Logan gagged and shook his head causing the room to chuckle. Fez gave him a reassuring kiss on the head. He whispered. “We’re supposed to keep it on the low so don’t say anything when you get back to school okay?”

“Okay,” Your son whispered back locking their pinkies in a promise. He slipped away from his father and back to his presents, eagerly unwrapping every single one with the assistance of his uncle. You looked over at Fez and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you.”

He shrugged. “Don’t wanna kill it so soon you know?”

She leaned into his ear. “I heard Mrs. Claus dropped off a few presents for you.” He groaned. “She bring me my favourite one?”

“Yeah but you gotta save it for tonight.”

For the holiday girlies since Christmas is tomorrow. I didn’t write any Christmas shit tbh this was just off the dome.

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Peace and love 🤙🏾

[talkin-tdc]

TDC Halloween AU

Ordon is the type of dad to strictly give out one piece per childling you can’t convince me otherwise

Laesid and Bellanji like to just leave the bowl out (Naia always steals it early into the night before anyone else can get it.)

Mayrin will just make the butler do it, or Seladon if she doesn’t make her take her sisters.

Skeksis usually can’t be bothered to give out candy, but when they do, they make the poddling do it and usually SkekAyuk likes to put in gross ingredients (make some candy spicey or cause burping, that sorta thing.)

Rian likes to gather all the kids who are either his friends or like to get a lot of candy and delegate them to maximize profits and all get the most candy for all of them. The older kids like Tolyn and Gurjin are sent to take them trick or treating to keep them in line, Tolyn does but Gurjin turns his eyes away or joins in.

Kylan has to remind everyone to play civil and most of the night breaks up other childling arguing over trading. He does it so much that often Tolyn has to ask for candy for his brother since Kylan is always too busy with making sure no one fights to get candy.

Juni’s house is the most popular on the block as they not only put up spooky decorations but give out full sized candy bars.

Brea likes to look up facts about the candy companies or candy in general and tell everyone as they’re getting it.

Tavra dislikes candy, but goes out to spend time with her sisters, always giving up her candy to Seladon who she knows loves candy even though she denies it.

The librarian tells stories to childling who come up to his door, often his house getting avoided as while they are spooky, they take up a lot of time.

Cadia lives across the street and does the same thing. Who’s ever trick or treaters leaves the door last wins. They try to one up each other, both having the best candy in the neighborhood and trying to get Rian to come to their door as he’s the town’s poster childling tricker treater. He never goes to either though since Ordon tells him not to and it’d be a time waster.

Deet reminds everyone not to give candy to any animals. Also brings treats of her own in case kids can’t eat candy they’re given due to health issues.

Deet’s dads don’t like giving out candy since it can exclude kids so they give out stuffed animals instead.

Rek’yr throws a party for all the adults at night. Most go to discuss the night’s events, kid’s costumes, decorations, though Mayrin and Ordon skip out to spend time with family while the rest of the adults go.

Maudra Argot is said to be a “wild child” at said parties.

Maudra Mera bakes cookies from scratch for trick or treaters.

SkekMal will take one childling per Halloween and childling are told not to go near the forest. It’s why big kids are forced to watch after the younger ones (even though some would rather be studying or going to the big party on the block).

That’s it! Give me some recs for anyone I missed ^^

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Trick or Treat with Casimir? 🎃👻

You have been... Treated!

Trick or treat here! Please come again, there's plenty of treats to go around!

Casimir has no clue what Halloween is, poor thing. There's a good chance he might be familiar with a similar concept of some variety, but Halloween as we know it? Not a clue.

So, of course, when you explain it to him, he's very curious and excited to learn more! He wants to know everything. I hope you like Halloween, because now he's looking at you like you're an expert with that adorable glimmer in his eyes he gets when he's excited, so buckle up!

You're gonna end up giving him the Full Halloween Treatment. It begins, of course, after your lecture on what exactly Halloween is, with decorating! It's time to leave a very impatient Casimir for an hour or so while you run to the nearest dollar/discount store and raid their Halloween section for all sorts of goodies. And oh, if you thought he was excited before? The way his eyes light up when you come in with your arms overflowing with bags is nothing short of delightful.

You've brought him everything you could find and think of. You have colorful lights in the shapes of pumpkins and cats and bats (plus a string of regular orange lights for him to potentially destroy while trying to figure out how they work), you've got all sorts of decorations, you've got pumpkins! And beyond all of that, you've also grabbed some other supplies, 'cause it's time to get crafty!

With your guidance and assistance, you carve a pumpkin or three together, because what's a classic Halloween without a jack-o'-lantern? This is actually one of the older traditions, so Casimir might be somewhat familiar with carving large vegetables and putting a candle inside of them, but even so, he definitely hasn't had a chance to do it in ages. He loves working with his hands, so he definitely enjoys the chance to make something with you, and after a bit of a learning curve, his pumpkin-carving skills are simply incredible. He's got a knack for intricate details and remarkably steady hands with all the time he spends working on clocks. The little flickering LED candle light you pop in the pumpkin fascinates him, too.

Speaking of making things, back to crafts! You've gotten all of those DIY fall craft kits you could get your hands on, because he obviously never experienced them as a kid. You guide him through painting and glueing and decorating all sorts of things, from little scarecrows to mini foam pumpkins and paper bats and all sorts of things! He's never been happier. I think Casimir would absolutely adore making things with those he loves, especially his very favorite person~

After all of the crafting festivities are done, it's time for other traditions. You tell him about Trick-or-treating, and while you can't exactly take him out to experience it, you help him put together a costume (or perhaps the House provides them for you both, if you ask nicely?) I think he would love dressing up - it's unusual, and he might feel a touch awkward at first, but he'll get over it soon enough and enjoy himself. I'm not sure what he'd be - a werewolf is a bit too mean, but Vampire Casimir? Sign me up! You definitely eat candy together too, even if he doesn't quite get the trick-or-treating fun.

If you ask very very nicely and do some extra chores, the House might just be willing to put on a haunted house for you! It configures itself into a little maze with dim lighting and a spooky atmosphere, has random 'monsters' pop out at you randomly, accompanied by the growls and screams you might expect! Casimir doesn't let go of your hand the entire time, partially because he's more scared than he wants to let on, partially because he wants to protect you - and partially to ground himself so he doesn't lose control of his emotions and shift accidentally.

I don't think he would like scary movies, though. He's fascinated by the way they work, sure, but... I feel like he would prefer more lighthearted films. Maybe a little spooky, but nothing too scary - in addition to not liking the gore and murder of it all because it reminds him of being a 'monster' himself, he's always paranoid that he'll get too spooked by a jump scare and lose control.

All in all though Casimir quickly becomes obsessed with Halloween, and you've never seen him so delighted!

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67. Baking therapy on a budget Ft. Genshin Characters: Kazuha- Shamrock Cookies

Hello, Every birdy. Today we are making some cookies that were fun to make. I mean who doesn’t love green cookies. Recently I have been volunteering at my local food pantry & thrift shop, and I was looking at the cookbooks like I do. And the boss is like “Robyn, take that home with you, but You have to bring some cookies in.” I was like “Um… okay.” So I made these cookies. 

Before I talk about the recipe, I want to talk about the character in question: Kaedehara Kazuha (Kye-de-hara Kaz-oo-ha). He is a wandering samurai who is a temporary crewmember of the Crux, the ship that Beidou is captain. I knew that I wanted to do something with leaves for Kazuha because of his design. 

The recipe for these cookies will be in the description down below. 

You will need:

Butter

Powdered sugar

Egg

Mint flavoring/extract or peppermint candy (if you add in the peppermint candy expect to reduce your baking time by 2 minutes, or you will have harder cookies) 

Flour

Salt

Green food coloring 

The first thing you are going to do is preheat your oven to 375F. 

Now you are going to mix together the butter, sugar egg and flavoring evenly. 

Next you are going to stir together your flour, salt and food coloring. The original recipe says nothing about having to chill it. 

Once you have the dough together, you are going to roll in them in either 3 or 4 small balls, which are about ¼ teaspoon of dough for each ball. Flatten the balls together slightly with fingertip into shamrock shapes. Shape the stem and attach it to your shape. 

After shaping your cookies you are going to place them on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper or sprayed with cooking spray. 

If desired you are going to sprinkle some green decorators’ sugar onto your cookies. 

Bake them at 375 F. For 8 minutes. These cookies are supposed to make about 9 dozen cookies. But if you make bigger cookies like I did you will only make about 5 dozen. Which is still good. 

These cookies look really cute, and they tasted really good. If I remember to eat them very very carefully. As they sat out they got harder because of the peppermint candies. If I were to make these cookies again, same everything again, I probably would lessen the time I baked them for. Because I love my soft cookies. Something that I will always “fight” my dad about. He is the type of person that likes the harder cookies. He eats them carefully, but he tells me that he likes the carmalization. He doesn’t like the charcoal cookies. And these cookies were more to his liking than to mine. 

I brought these cookies in, and I think they were liked. Because they were half gone. So I think that they liked them. 

I hope that you liked this recipe. Feel free to check it out for yourself. See you in the next post. Thank you.

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[leffee]

What do you think of the pets and Halloween?

Hmm, ok so this one won't be how I usually write those, it will be just a collective thing instead of describing each of them cuties.

If possible they celebrate Halloween together, unless someone is out of town, sick, etc. They're dedicated, they have costumes each time. They used to each have their own costume but after a while they really liked an idea of group theme, so they would look alike. For example, one time they were all dressed like goddamn amogus crewmates (Vinnie and Minka were impostors). Other time they had a theme or just dressing as monsters of their choice, so vampires, werewolves, ghosts etc.

Yeah, they do go trick or treating and while waiting for a person to open the door all of them, besides Russell and Zoe, chant: "Candy, candy, candy!" Zoe actually gives away most of her candies to the others because she doesn't want to consume too much sugar.

After that, they return to one of their houses, usually Zoe's (bc her house is big and that's always nice), Penny's or Minka's (bc they always really put their heart and soul into decorating and want to show that off). Besides eating their candies, one of the things they do is telling scary stories. Or at least they tried, because it turned out that it's quite hard to come up with scary stories like that. Penny Ling's good at story telling but not exactly the scary ones, though they all decided that they like her stories too much to just pass an opportunity like that. So she tells a story anyway, though for Halloween's sake she does try to add some scary stuff. The one that is always ready with a genuinely scary story is Pepper (I mean, have you seen her story in this one Halloween episode? I think it was 5th episode of season 4. Like, it was genuinely kinda disturbing, especially for a primarily children show).

They do carve pumpkins and usually leave them at whomever house they are at, so they can look cool standing there together.

Also, Sunil and Vinnie being biggest horror movies fans of course revel in it all. As they said, they hate to love it or love to hate it. Damn masochists. And so they always end their Haloween with watching some horror movie, or just a scary movie in general. If they can't come up with anything or agree on one they will just watch some true crime videos, they are true stories after all so in a way even scarier than most movie. So yeah, they do usually stay at that person's house overnight. Zoe has given each of them a kigurumi for their birthday one year so whenever they all stay together overnight they wear them. Sure, it's not very Halloween-like but they do that.

Oh, also one time the costume theme was just dressing up as s'omething that scares you' (and is possible to be represented by clothes, so you know, stuff like 'existential dread' doesn't count, lol). It was a catastrophy. Russell did NOT want to dress up as a marshmallow, Pepper just came as Zoe ("No, no, no, it's angry Zoe specifically"). Vinnie just came dressed as usual ("Vinnie, I don't think you understood, you were supposed to dress up as something that you are afraid of." "I know." "You're dressed as yourself." "Exactly."), and Sunil tried to wear a spider costume but kept getting scared by it each time he though about it too much ("Get it off me, get it off!").

Once when Russell, Sunil, Zoe, and Penny got out for a while to fetch something they return to the room they were in and Minka and Pepper were basically sacrificing Vinnie to demons. They had a makeshift pentagram and some candles, it didn't help that with that flexibility of his Vinnie was in the most unholy position on that pentagram - pretzel pose.

Goofy goobers.

[nanqmies]

(Late) Halloween Headcanons w Toji

ftm reader implied!

tw : slight degradtion, cumflation, breeding kink, creampie, clothed sex, modern au, daddy kink, overstim, slight dumbification?, toji is a good father

wc : 0.8k

not beta read so there might be mistakes !

sfw~

Toji wouldn't give a shit about the holiday unless you did, he'd sigh and go shopping for halloween decorations and candy with you. If you take him to get pumpkins he WILL be annoyed if you ask him which ones to get

"They all look the fuckin same anyways." he rolls his eyes at you.

He is surprisingly good at carving pumpkins, way better then you. He does laugh at you if you mess up but he'll help if you pout. His is detailed and and look nice, spooky faces and characters are carved on the skin. Your pumpkin is a little derpy and more cute next to his. He'll tell the trick or treaters that you made the nice looking ones just to make you feel better.

Megumi is excited to have his sleepover and go get candy with Nobara and Yuji , hes dresses as a wolf with fluffy ears and a tail with his pumpkin basket.. You can't help but kiss his chubby cheeks all over and fill your gallery with pictures. "Look at you! Oh you look so adorable!" you coo, leaving pecks all over his face, his hands placed on your shoulders, Toji grins at the both of you. "You're smothering him again.."

He wants to scare the trick or treaters while he gives out candy, his costume is very different compared to yours. Your costume is cute while he used too much fake blood on his.

When Gojo takes Gumi out to trick or treat with his friends in his cute costume, you both put on your owns. Toji of course wanted to scare the kids with his, he wore a jason mask and had a fake machete to scare them. You sigh at him as the kids were too scared to take the candy out the bowl so you had to give them handfuls yourself.

Toji would constantly try to sneak some pieces of candy while you weren't looking so you would have to swat his hands away every time he reached in for one. He frowns at you when he pops a piece of chocolate in his mouth and you roll your eyes again. “Don’t eat all the candies they're for the kids!" you say, glaring at him. He shrugs in response and grabs one more before leaving you there without a word.You huff and cross your arms as you watch him go back inside.

nsfw under the cut~

It's 8pm when your candy bowl is empty, you walk back into the house to refill but Toji stops you. He pulls you to the couch and shuts the front door, kneeling behind you.

His big hands grab the fat of your ass through your tight outfit, you groan from the roughness and pull out of his grip. "I need to give out the rest of the candy.." you whine trying to get away from his grasp, he only laughs and presses his hard on on your ass, "You think you can run away after being dressed like this?"

Pulling your bottoms to the side and stretching your sex around his thick fingers, hitting spots you'd never be able to yourself, "Teasing me like that, dressing up all slutty so i'd fuck you hm?" He bites the shell of your ear, licking down to your throat. "You want that so bad? So bad you'd dress up like this?" He whispers harshly, pumping his fingers faster, "So I could fuck ya right here? Right now?" You pant and nod your head quickly, bucking your hips against his hand, feeling the pressure building in your tummy.

You cum atleast twice before he finally entires your abused hole, his fat tip pushing into you with ease as he kisses your neck. He grips your hips harder as he starts thrusting slowly, you gasp and let him know how good it feels. It doesn't last for long before he starts fucking you roughly, the grip around your hips getting tighter everytime his pelvis smacks against your ass. "Daddy's gonna breed his little slut yea?" he moans out, kissing the side of your neck roughly, "Mhm… Daddy.. m-more please!" you moan out, grabbing at the couch to hold on to something. "Please!" you whimper, tears running down your cheeks while your eyes roll back. Toji keeps pounding into you, your walls clenching against him each time he goes in deep, his hand digging into your hips.

You cum again and again as Toji fills you up full with his warm cum, he pants as his orgasm washes over him once again. He pulls out, his previous loadx dribble out before pushing it back in."This one will take.." he breathes, rubbing your bloated tummy. Your eyes flutter closed humming softly in response, "All breeded full for me.. Maybe we'll give Gumi a sibling.." he pecks your lips gently.

@nanqmies 2022

[crushedsweets]

It’s that time of year so I gotta ask;

What Christmas gifts do you see the Creeps getting for each other if they did or were capable of celebrating Christmas?

BEAUTIFUL ASK BEAUTIFUL ASK OK IM EXCITED. merry christmas guys :)

btw: the proxies, natalie, nina, and jack are often in contact

liu, jeff, ben, jane, sally, lulu, and ann do their own thing with their own families (or theyre undead and cant comprehend time passing.. or have nobody...etc)

GIFTS:

brian would try to get something small for a lot of the creeps (the proxies, natalie, jack, nina). candy, candles, lighters, watches, pocket knives, etc

tim might give cards but like... he'd only get brian and maybe toby a real gift, again something like cologne or whatever 'manly' shit LOL. gloves etc

toby would try to get something bigger for his friends. he's petty so he'd get tim something like socks. but he'd steal makeup for nina, a bike he would fix up and paint for natalie, CDs and tapes and stuff for jack, hoodies and hats for Kate. he'd buy brian a gag shirt every goddamn year. something with a stupid quote or ugly photo. every. year. brian eats it up everytime. also gets ben gag gifts, but really cheap ones cuz he..doesnt really use anything... but he likes to laugh

kate doesn't get anyone anything, but she like. cries really easily when she receives something. not like bawling 'OMG THANK U' but like she sniffles and has to walk away (if they don't hug her first) and then come back to say thanks. toby thinks its hilarious so he'd never leave her out even if she doesn't get him something

jack would have to ask nina and natalie if he could use their address to order gifts from amazon with his dark web money..... natalie is a safer bet, but he doesnt trust her not to open her and toby's gift, so he sends that to nina, then ninas gift to natalie, and its kind of a pain in the ass. but he's hella awkward and just outright is like 'can you guys just tell me what you want' so he'll get them exactly what they ask for. even if its kind of expensive. he makes plenty of money ...

natalie only buys stuff for toby, nina, and jack. but she'll get cards for jeff, ben, and kate. she spends a lot of time in thrift stores to get toby and nina stuff specifically for their style and size, and would even learn to do basic tailoring (like hemming) for it. she'd also paint something for/with nina, but she'd feel awkward doing it for toby. she'd get jack candles and pillows and like.. stuff to make his cabin feel/smell nice. since he can't really see it. ALSO AUDIO BOOKS FOR HIM.

nina goes all out. she's broke as fuck during november/december cuz of it. she's buying expensive jewelry, perfume/cologne, hoodies, shoes, consoles. she was fucking SPOILED growing up by her dad, and loves giving it back. one year she'd be dramatic as fuck and buy a whole ass console for kate and toby at the cabin. then realize toby and kate now wont text her back cuz theyre fucking gaming. LMFAOOOO . she'd make a ton of kandi and paint shirts and write letters and stuff.

liu would buy nina something nice, flowers and earrings and hair products and stuff. he'd mail jane+mary a card and chocolates, visit his parents graves and go see some cousins/aunts/grandparents for the holidays. he'd be out of state for the holidays, every time. he can't stand to spend the holidays alone

jane goes all out with her family too. she spends christmas eve with her family(and brings mary), aka her grandparents and aunts/uncles. she spends christmas day with mary's family. she would send liu a card back out of respect. she'd also spoil sally. sally is completely content spending christmas alone while jane goes to mary's family, but jane sets up netflix and toys and dresses and stuff for her.

sally lives with jane/mary fulltime, but she refuses to go anywhere other than the forest and jane's house. she'll draw cards for jane and mary every year and help them decorate. jane is grateful for sally, since she doesn't know if she'd have it in her to decorate without a child's joy motivating her

jeff doesnt do shit. he gets kinda depressed and hangs out with ben. might snag a card and some chocolates for natalie, MAYBE. if he's still "with" nina, he'll steal random stuff for her but not take into account her actual tastes. but him and ben just sit around and game while jeff smokes and eats hella . LOL

ann, lulu, sadie, and dina don't celebrate at all. again, they're stuck in timeloops or constant hazes, or have legitimately no interest in the holiday

extra random stuff:

nina forces kate, toby, and natalie into ice skating every year. photo booths, driving to see christmas lights.

toby tries forcing everyone to go over to jack's cabin ..cuz he doesn't wanna invite them to his LMFAOOOO. he says it's nina and brian's idea, but he's the one who sets the date and texts invites. him, jack, and natalie put together some dinner and everyone just kinda hangs out and eats.

nina decorates the fuck out of her apartment and goes to toby's cabin to put up some stuff. she hangs mistle toe and literally nobody listens to the 'rule' but she's always like "omg...kateeee...you and i just so happen to be under the mistle toe... >.<... what now..?" LMFAOOO

anyway merry christmas and happy holidays guys :) have a good day luv u

[cursedcola]

Prompt: What would they do to celebrate your birthday?

Part(s): Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Scarabia, Octavinelle, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, and Diasmonia You’re here: Heartslabyul!

A/N: Hey everyone. I know I have requests backed up to the nines but was my birthday and I need some comfort teehee (I am also SO mad that twst doesn’t have a thing for the MCs birthday >:( ). Some are longer than others because the inspiration train hit, but I really don't care. I love me my boys, what can I say? I hope you guys can read this for your birthdays and be happy :)

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle arranges a private celebration. Likely requests permission to bring a small table with chairs into his bedroom. Then decorates it to seat dinner for two. White lace tablecloth, single red rose in a vase, candles, etc.

Asks Trey to bake your favorite desert because he does not trust himself to mess it up. He did make a few attempts but they did not come out as edible. As much as Riddle wants you to enjoy something he made, he also does not want to be charged for murder.

The celebration is a surprise. He does not act as if he forgot your birthday, but he does enjoy some light teasing. Purposefully letting you know about the 'surprise,' and reminding you to remain patient. It’s quite sinful how much he enjoys toying with your feelings. Like a an unlocked achievement, your restlessness is like giving him a taste of a forbidden sweet. He wants more…yet it is only pleasurable on special occasions.

He asks you to show up to his room dressed in formal attire. He wears a white suit with his best cufflinks. When you arrive the room is dark save for the lit candles, and he takes the special occasion to bend the dorm rules. Eating after dark and having his romantic partner in his bedroom? How scandalous.

Gifts you something practical: a study guide. After you whine for a moment he'll quit being a sadist and instead gifts you a rose brooch. Still practical, and shows that you belong to him hehe

"Happy Birthday, my precious rose. Do not tell anyone I said this but...I would be a shell if not for you. I hope to one day repay this debt of happiness, if you will have me,"

Trey Clover

Trey would not arrange a party of his own. Something tells him that you will be celebrating all throughout the day. If he demanded your attention all for himself, would it even happen? Unlikely.

Trey leaves the celebration to everyone else. He allows them to tire you out and for you to feel special. When all is said and done, he'll walk you home but swing by his dormitory to pick up something 'special'.

He brings out a wicker basket, and inside is full of handmade sweets. You had already eaten treats with everyone else, but these are a Trey special. Little candies that will last you weeks if Grimm doesn't sink his paws into them first.

At the bottom of the basket is a dental hygiene kit. Yeah...he's not the best at romance but is trying.

"It's bad, isn't it? I knew I should have went with jewelry. I'm so sorry, but you can still use it right? You're supposed to change your toothbrush every two months...I'm doing it again, I know. Happy Birthday,"

Cater Diamond

Cater arranges for an all-out birthday extravaganza! Nothing is too good for you and he will be making sure that you have the best day imaginable

Which means that you will be spending it with him alone, teehee. You are cutting class whether you want to or not. Grimm is being left at home and Cater is taking you out to have some fun. First you will go to one of his favorite cafes, and then afterwards the world is in your hands. He'll take you anywhere, just say the word

He takes plenty of pictures, and posts them to his social media regardless of it being proof that you are cutting class. He documents every place you both stop, and if you seem to like something then he buys it. Simple. He just wants you to have a good time and be happy.

Despite his detest for sweets, he takes you to get a birthday treat. Begrudgingly taking a bite of the cake but only if you agree to feed it to him. He gets permission to light a sparkler on top of the treat, and snaps a photo of your face watching it burn out. That one he doesn't post, and instead keeps as his lockscreen.

He gifts you a cellphone strap, and at the end is one-half of a pair of dice. To make a point, he cheekily lifts his own phone to your face to show the matching strap attached.

"Nee~ Did you have fun? Much better than being dragged around boring lectures, right? If only I could have you to myself like this every day...Happy Birthday!"

Ace Trappola

One-third of team "Oh Shit I forgot,". Other members are pretty obvious but will be clarified soon.

Yes, Ace forgot about your birthday. In his defense, you did not mention it at all and he is known for being a ditz on "occasion". He scrambles to come up with a celebration the day of and utterly fails. Luckily other students had plans that he was able to piggyback on.

Yet...he does get a bit jealous. Since he planned nothing special, he had to share your attention with everyone else. As your boyfriend, he should be the one spending the most time with you. Since your family is in another world, he is the closest to your kin and demands his superiority to be recognized.

Which...backfires in his face. He thought it would be funny to shove your face into the cake after blowing out the candles. Why? I don't know, ask him yourself. Yet now he is been banished from the party room and your pictures are ruined.

He feels bad, yet not enough to apologize verbally. Ace waits out the night, and the next day shows up at your dorm in the morning with his show-magic kit in hand.

Since he didn't get you a present, why not put on a show? While you eat breakfast with the Ramshackle ghosts, Ace entertains you with flashy card tricks and puns.

"Ah...that's good. You're not mad at me anymore. Huh?! You are?! Putting all this together wasn't easy y'know!...yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. It's a bit late, but Happy Birthday,"

Deuce Spade

We have hit two-thirds of team, "Oh Shit I forgot,".

This is entirely out of Deuce's character. If his mother found out that he forgot his partner's birthday, he would be strung up and left to hang with the crows. You see, Deuce thought your birthday was the week prior. Which means he set everything up much earlier than needed.

He wanted to act on impulse and whisk you away to visit his home. He did, really. Yet that is not what a proper student would do and he doubts that you would appreciate the spontaneity. So, what's he do?

Calls his mom, of course. Asks her for advice on what to do, or more specifically, "Mom, please tell me how to not mess this up I don't know what I'm doing anymore-"

He keeps it simple. A treat and a present. Yet...his inner Deuce gets the better of him and he decides to decorate Ramshackle with streamers while you are asleep.

Nothing makes him more ashamed than getting chewed out by ghosts. Not only did he make a mess, but it wasn't even your birthday!

Shyly, he pulls out the treat and present from behind his back. It's nothing much, really. Just a pair of gloves for the winter. He's no good at picking gifts and went for practicality.

Yet despite the scolding he received, your smiling face makes him willing to do it all again.

"I'm sorry for botching everything, but I want you to know how much I appreciate you! Happy Birthday!"

[munson-blurbs]

Kinkmas Day 7 (Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), food play (obviously), fingering, oral (m! receiving), p in v, brief mention of Steve's bad childhood

WC: 1.4k

Kinkmas 2022 Masterlist

A/N: Big thanks to @corroded-hellfire and @trashmouth-richie for their advice and input <3

Growing up, decorating gingerbread houses was an annual Christmas Eve tradition among your family members. You’d spend hours carefully adorning them with peppermints and gumdrops, like something from a Norman Rockwell painting. For Steve Harrington, the only constant was that his parents would work late, leaving some money for pizza. If he was lucky, his babysitter would let him stay up late and watch Frosty the Snowman. 

Now that the two of you had moved in together, you were determined to spread some holiday cheer. 

You present the cookie house to him excitedly, extending your arms in a ta-da fashion, but he doesn’t mirror your enthusiasm. 

“So we decorate it just to…eat it?” he asks, furrowing his brows and wrinkling his nose. “Can’t we skip the whole ‘effort’ part and pig out on candy?”

You sigh dejectedly. “Yeah, I guess, if that’s what you wanna do. I just thought it’d be something fun we could work on together.”

The only thing Steve hates more than seeing you upset is being the one to make you feel that way. “‘M sorry, baby,” he relents, pulling you in for a tight hug. “Just not used to all this yuletide cheer stuff.” His plush lips crash against yours, and he only pulls away when he needs to take a breath. “I’ll give it a try.”

Your pout quickly turns into a grin. “You’re gonna love it, Stevie!” you promise, pressing a kiss to his cheek. 

Steve begins derailing your plans not even two minutes into his feeble attempt at decorating. He’s got the tube of icing dangling over his mouth, squeezing it on his tongue. “Steve!” you hiss, but you’re laughing so hard you can barely breathe. “You’re gonna waste it all!”

He raises his eyebrows at you and smirks; you can immediately tell he’s up to no good. “You’re so right, babe; I’m being selfish. Here, let me share.” Before you can protest, he smears some icing on your cheek.

“How am I supposed to even reach that?” you whine. You’re stretching your tongue out as far as it can go, to no avail. Steve’s big hand brushes your face, collecting the icing along his middle finger. He starts to bring it to his own mouth, but you grab his wrist and take the thick finger between your lips, sucking off all the icing.

Steve’s jaw drops in shock. “You’re a menace; you know that?”

“What’d I do?” you feign innocence, batting your eyes sweetly. “I thought we were gonna share!”

Icing bag still in hand, Steve pushes you against the wall. You hook your finger into his belt loop, pulling him impossibly closer. His burgeoning erection presses against your thigh, and he lets out a moan at the contact. 

“Something got you excited?” you tease, murmuring into his mouth. You suck harsh bruises into his neck, mentally reminding yourself to have him wear a turtleneck to Christmas dinner tomorrow.

A chill hits your chest suddenly; when you look down, you see a dollop of icing has fallen from the bag and landed between your breasts. “Steve.” Your voice is barely above a whisper as you try to get your boyfriend’s attention. “You spilled some…” 

He swoops down, flattening his tongue to clean off the mess. There’s a mischievous glimmer in his deep brown eyes when he looks up at you. He laces his fingers into yours, dragging you into the bedroom.

“Wait right here,” he instructs, starting back to the kitchen before adding with a wink, “you should take all your clothes off, though.”

You do as he says, stripping off your jeans and panties, then pulling your shirt over your head. You’re unhooking your bra as Steve saunters back in the room holding the icing and all of the candy that should be used on the gingerbread house.

“Lay on your back, sweet thing,” he coos, appreciating his own double entendre. “Tonight, ‘m decorating you.”

Steve straddles your waist, tongue poking out of his mouth as he gets to work. Frosting trails down down the front of your neck, and he can’t help but lick it up greedily. The light touch of his tongue against your larynx has you arching your back and bucking your hips into him. 

“Stay still for me, just like that,” he tells you. “That’s right; that’s my good girl.” He swirls the frosting around your hardened nipples and carefully places a gumdrop on top of each mound of sugar. He bites his lower lip, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

You feel the coolness of the frosting on your stomach as he pipes on it delicately. He ruts against your leg, using the plush of your thigh to ease the ache in his throbbing cock. His hands ghost against your hips as he reaches over for some candies, dotting your torso with Sprees and jelly beans.

“Y’know, y’always look good enough to eat,” Steve muses, “but you’re just giving that a whole new meaning tonight, aren’t ya, pretty girl?” He tips the piping bag downwards, squeezing it as he meticulously spells something along your pubic bone. You crane your neck to see, and you smile when you decipher what he’s writing: S-T-E-V-E.

“I like that,” you breathe, “‘m all yours, Stevie.” You relax as he adds some sprinkles to his name. 

His cock twitches in his pants at the sight of his handiwork. “All finished,” he tells you, eyes roaming your body. “But now I’ve gotta clean it up.”

“You might wanna take those off,” you say, pointing to his clothes. “Wouldn’t want you to get dirty while you enjoy your dessert, hmm?”

Steve nods, quickly removing his yellow sweater before dipping down to suck the frosting off of your tits. He flicks his tongue over your pebbled nipples, making you moan deeply. Instinctively, he slips a finger into your wet pussy.

“Feel s-so good for me,” he stammers. He slips another digit inside you and pumps them in and out. “I love this body…I love you.” You mewl when he withdraws them to continue lapping up the sugary sweetness that contours your curves. He pauses, unbuckling his belt and pulling out his length before smearing his name with it.

“Can I…? You prop yourself up on your elbows and motion towards him. He nods, but leans over to the bag of jelly beans, lining them on the frosting that covers his shaft. Twelve in all.

“I want you to get all of them f’me.” His words are slurred; he’s drunk on you. You get on your hands and knees and start to lick each candy off, one at a time, but Steve stops you with a chuckle.

“All at once,” he growls. “I know you can do it.”

Opening your throat, you take him in your mouth. You swipe your tongue from base to tip, feeling your upper lip graze along the jelly beans. The sweetness of the candy mixes with his salty precum, and you groan with pleasure at the taste.

“Baby, baby, baby.” Steve wraps his fingers around his cock as you smugly eat your treat. “I need to be inside you.”

“N-need you, too,” you agree, pressing him onto the mattress. You put one leg on either side of him as you position yourself. He rubs himself along your folds before gently pushing himself inside, grabbing your ass to give you leverage.

He won’t last long with you bouncing on his dick, but he’ll never refuse you being on top. Grinding yourself against him, you feel him hitting your most sensitive spot over and over.

“Steve,” you moan, “gonna cum, help me cum, please.” He grips you tighter, thrusting up into you as you clench around him, your release coating his cock. Steve follows soon after, chanting your name like a prayer as he covers your walls in thick, hot ropes.

You keep him inside you, laying down on his sweat-slicked chest. He kisses the top of your head as the two of you pant short, ragged breaths in unison.

“So, uh,” he says finally, tracing circles on your back with his fingernails, “can that be our Christmas tradition?”

--

[postwarlevi]

You find a little black kitten alone on Halloween. He has no name tag and there are no other kitties in sight.

You already have a few cats at home with Levi/Jean...... (Or both of them..... Have we done a poly with Jean and Levi on here?! Hmmm......) But what's one more kitten?

He's soooo cute! Hello Cat <3 Surprise I'm not letting this sit in my inbox for 7 weeks (like some other things oops! Sorry everyone!)

I know black kitties especially aren't treated well on Halloween. Oh that makes me mad! Literally the reason I'd be put in jail is for beating someone for abusing an animal LOL not sorry!

Also, I'll skip the poly angle on here to be safe but....I'll see you on Discord ;)

About 900 words of short scene/HC cat dad Levi fluff!

I really see Levi liking cats. They can keep to themselves, are pretty clean, low maintenance, at least some of them!

So, wandering around on Halloween to see the neighbors decorations just before dark and all the kids running around in costume.

The littlest kitten comes mewing up to you as you pass by a house and of course you reach down to pick it up.

He's pretty tiny but doesn't seem in bad condition.

You try to figure out who he belongs too but the house whos yard he came from tells you it's not there's, but there is a bunch of stray cats in the area.

You hold the kitty who purrs and settles into you and looks around for a bit but it's getting late and there's no sign of other cats.

You most certainly can't leave him, especially on this night, so.... :)

"No, no, what is that?" Levi says the moment you enter the house.

"But Levi!" You huff and explain. "What do you want me to do with him?"

He stands there shaking his head as your other cats Penny and Scout come to see what's going on.

Penny hisses and backs away, but Scout forgets all about personal boundaries and wants to see the kitten.

"He's so little." Levi is already starting to cave.

"Yeah. Wanna hold him?" You ask timidly as you try to keep Scout from scaring the little ball of fur who also seems interested in him.

Levi sighs. "Let's...give him a bath." He mumbles and heads to get some towels from the closet.

You bite your lip to keep yourself from squealing with delight and carry him into the bathroom.

Your other cats are on flea medications as they go outside with you, but this guy is way too young for that and it would be best to take him to the vet first. So, this is your option.

Levi fills up the tub just a couple inches and as you both sit on the floor you cringe, waiting for the kitten to flip out when you put his paws in the water.

"Huh. Look at that." Levi smiles and you open your eyes to see that the kitten doesn't seem to mind the water at all.

He splashes around at the ripples of water like he was made for baths.

He does protest a little when you try to wipe him with a wet cloth.

"Oh stop. You're already wet." Levi tells him after he lets out a long cry.

"Hey, stop that!" You yell to the crying adult cats on the other side of the door that want to know what's going on.

While the bathtub drains and Levi cleans up you towel cry the kitten.

"You're just so adorable, aren't you? You don't have any siblings, do you?" You baby talk to him while he purrs.

"Don't even think about it." Levi says of you already thinking about more cats.

Thankfully he's not so little he can't eat some wet cat food, and gobbles it down to the point you think he might pop. But he sure is happy.

"Better think of a name." He says of the little guy who he already loves.

You hug Levi tight. "Thank you. I didn't do it on purpose, honest!" You want him to know. But he knows.

While you finally introduce him to Scout who takes him under his paw right away, you and Levi start getting up every few minutes to hand out candy. It is Halloween, after all.

The costumes are creative and the kids all love coming to your house as you hand out the best candy.

"Thank you Mrs Ackerman! Thanks Mr Ackerman!" The ones that are old enough and know you say with wide smiles.

"Don't eat everything in one night!" You tell them, waving to parents who are waiting for their kids at the end of your driveway.

At some point Penny gets some courage and comes and meets the new kitten after watching him and Scout playing with some toys.

Turns out she kind of likes him too now that he doesn't smell so strange.

Levi gives her lots of attention, showing that there are no favorites.

"It's your new brother." You tell Penny while she washes the kitten.

After all the candy is given out (you save a few pieces for yourself, of course) and the kitten is passed out from an eventful evening, you carry him to bed.

Yes, you and Levi let the cats on the bed. Most of the time at least, until they start playing at 3am like it's time to get up. Then it's time for them to go.

Tonight though, everyone settles in easily.

Scout down by your legs, Penny leaning against Levis pillow, and the new kitten purring loudly between you two.

"Thank you Levi." You say sleepily as you lay together.

"Don't make it a habit." He jokes as he gives the kitten a pat and reaches over to rest his arm across you.

Tomorrow, you'll call the vet for his first visit, and pick out a name as you get to know his personality more.

You're very happy that he picked the very moment you passed by to show himself, as he's the perfect fit for your family.

So, what are we naming him!? Thank you for sending this :D

[plush-rabbit]

Aphrodisiac Induced Reader + The Dateables

A/N: I had this thought and i really had to get it out of my head (it was org gonna be just simeon cause,,, i love repressed feelings so much but then i gave it to the rest!!) (all consensual btw!!)

Separated because it was gonna be too long with all of them, the brothers should come out soon

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A/N: I had this thought and i really had to get it out of my head (it was org gonna be just simeon cause,,, i love repressed feelings so much but then i gave it to the rest!!)

You really should have known better than to take food that was offered by Beel. You know that he has the right intentions in mind- that him sharing food is a miracle of itself and rejecting him would have his brows furrowed and lips pursed into a pout- but he’s also gluttony. He can eat whatever he wants and as much as he wants without so much of a stomach ache. You, on the other hand, cannot. You should have seen this coming when the cupcake you bite into filled your mouth with such an indescribable sweetness that it made your teeth ache, the flavor otherworldly and leaving you hungry for me, taking greedy bites out of the cutely decorated pastry. There was a sharp pang in your stomach, your body on fire and sex dripping with every nudge that your body made.

You couldn’t be alone right now- or maybe you should have been left alone, maybe that would have saved you from humiliation of your dripping arousal that was leaking past your slit. You’re quick to rise, standing on shaky legs, curled over as your cheeks burn, sweat beading against your skin, only worsening the sensitive state that you are in. It’s fast-acting, making your breaths come out in heated gasps, and everything just feels a bit too much, just too good for it to be normal. An aphrodisiac- a strong one that is making you impossibly aroused. You suck in a sharp breath and go to the person who you know will treat you right.

Barbatos:

Barbatos is simply surprised that you chose to go to him in such a needful state. But soon, he realizes how… stressful it is to have you around. Lord Diavolo was kind enough to give him the day off, stating that he’ll be spending it with Lucifer before closing the door with quite an obvious wink. But now, you follow him around, holding his hand, begging for him to do something- to turn back the clock just a few minutes before you had that pastry. You even promised that you wouldn’t get caught but he remains steadfast in his decision, not wanting to risk another repeat of the last mistake.

There is little that can surprise the butler, but when you push yourself against him, grabbing his hand and placing it flat on your belly, his fingertips above the waistband of your shorts, he can feel his face grow hot. He sputters out for a second before regains his composure, simply pulling his hand away and commenting that he’ll make you something to dim the fire that is your body. But you don’t quit, you push yourself against him, begging for him to help you now, that you’re too hot, that your clothes are melting your skin and your flush against him.

He only has so much willpower when it comes to you. And here you are, pressed against him, begging for him to take care of you, grabbing his hand and placing his index and middle finger in your mouth. He visibly stiffens, and when your mouth closes you hollow your cheeks, the soft, slick insides pressed against his fingers. There’s a crackle of energy around and soon you're gagging on his finger, the manicured nails turning into claws, filling your mouth exponentially, spit sliding between the corners and your eyes pricking with tears.

You are much too needy to stand still, to even rest against him is something that you find difficulty in without resulting in your humping his leg. You beg him, twist your hand in his and remove his glove, holding it tight in your hand and begging for him to touch you- to make the pain between your legs go away and feel good. As quick as a blink of an eye, you’re against the wall, his fingers deep into your mouth, his smile softening for a second. He leans close to your ear, his other hand working on clothes on your back, stripping you with every gagging sound made when he pushes a bit further. His tone is almost dangerous as he tells you that you asked for him to take care of you and that is simply what he’s about to do. He pulls away, his smile still as he leans close to you, his lips ghosting over his knuckles, asking if this is really what you want and if you give him a moment, he’s sure he can make you a tea that can stop your arousal. But when you gag around him, your brows knitting together, looking absolutely like a piece of art with his fingers in your mouth and eyes full of tears, he simply nods.

His mouth is on yours, and he can taste the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac on you- the sweetness, the almost bitter taste that lingers behind, the totality of it all making him feel as if he’s going to go into a craze. You poor thing, no wonder you’ve been so needy. Barbatos holds you up, letting you rut against him, feeling your sex pulse and with a simple slip of his hand, your creaming against yourself and against him, clinging tight to him, calling his name out in such a lewd moan that it pushes away all rational thought and simply release his cock, pearls beading from the slit and you look upon him with doe eyes, kissing him once more as his tail wraps around your torso, the forked end of it teasing at your nipples.

Diavolo:

The Lord of Devildom has always been kind to you, understanding and accommodating to you even when he has always seemed so busy. It would make sense that you would go to Lord Diavolo, who welcomes you with open arms, a gentle hand on your back that makes your knees buckle. He realizes his mistake- his eyes narrowing as he sees your flushed state and it’s a wonder that you’ve even made it to him without a trail of succubi and incubi at your tail. He can smell your heat from miles away. It’s intoxicating, hanging heavy in the air and as sweet as candy itself.

He lays you on the bed and he regrets it all in that very moment. He sees how small you are in his bed, the way that your body curves and how your hands try to find something to grip onto. He has enough restraint to pull himself away from you, taking a step back only to realize that your scent is filling the room, creeping at every crevice and corner, latching onto his clothing. Your hips thrust against the bed and he bites the inside of his cheeks- something bitter and hot filling his mouth. You call his name and he has to remain strong no matter how sweet the sound of it is.

The bed is soundless as he sits beside you and your hands latch onto his jacket, pulling him close to you. He makes a noise of surprise but allows it, watching as you lay yourself on his lap, your back arched over his lap and eyes so hazy and lust-filled that he forgets for a second to avoid touching you. His hand curves and pets the top of your head, smiling when you push yourself against his touch but then you rise and he’s forgotten that you are desperate for the very thing he’s willing to give to you.

You’ve laid him down, sitting above his abdomen, your hand on his chest, as your lower yourself to look him in the eyes. Your fingers squish beneath the thin fabric of his shirt, feeling the soft tissue of the breast and he has to admit that it feels divine. Your breath is a phantom above his lips and his hands move to grab your hips. He should pull away, but he finds that his hands are stuck to you, unable to budge from where they rest. He shouldn't be kissing you, he shouldn’t be ignoring the way that your hips are rotating above his, how you’re whining and mewling at the very action of kissing him. But he does, and he lets you kiss him, lets you weave your hands through his hair and push yourself closer against him until you have to pull away, gasping for breath.

Diavolo has to be careful with you- he treats you like you are made of porcelain, because to him, you are. You are a human, weak and gentle, loving and giving, and he is a demon, a king. He holds you with tender hands, letting his lips burn themselves against your skin, until you’re crying his name, begging for him to just touch you. He’s unable to refuse you, kissing your lips and letting his hand wander to your sex, where with just a simple touch, you release against his hand. He pulls his hand away, kissing your tears and raising his head to glance as his hand that is now coated in thick, shimmering arousal. With a promise to take care of you, he kisses your lips and lets his hand play with your sensitive sex.

Simeon:

Possibly one of the best choices to turn to, Simeon is actually quite happy to know that you chose to spend your sensitive state with him- that you trusted him the most. He’s trying to make it as lovely as possible- as least without actually attending to your needs. He won’t try anything- not that he technically could. But he misjudged the situation. He’s heard of people taking aphrodisiacs but the ones he heard of were made by and for people, not by and for demons. And now as he stares at you, trying so desperately to not slide your hand beneath the waistband of your underwear, he realizes he might have been over his head just a tad bit.

You rest on your knees, your face hidden against the comforter of his bed, lower half raised and legs pinched. Pained whimpers come out muffled, your hands clawing at the comforter, knotting and twisting the fabric in your hands. He can actually see the darkening color of your shorts peek from your crotch. His body suddenly feels hot- whether it’s arousal or embarrassment, he’s not actually sure but he wishes that it were because of the latter.

He turns his gaze away from you, clearing his throat and at that moment he knows he made a mistake. You call his name in a breathy tone that is absolutely sinful. Your arm stretches out, fingers trying to grab at the leg of his white pants. He smiles gently at you, his stomach churning when he catches your gaze- lustful and mouth already open in small moans. He can’t touch you. You know that. He knows that. But you’re in pain and even in your aroused state, you beg for him, you call out and promise that whatever he does, it’s out of good intentions. It’s a lie, of course, but he can hear you slick click against your dripping sex with just the softest of movement. Whatever he does- he can lie that he’s doing it to help you, but he’ll know the truth.

He’s unaware of how and exactly what happened. All he knows is that you’re above him, holding yourself tight to him as your face is hidden in the soft curve of his neck, and he can feel exactly just how hot your body is. Your hips are moving above his, the fabric of his clothes creating a wonderful friction that only makes your pitiful humping quicker and sloppier. You breathe against his neck and he has to dig his hands into the comforter of the mattress to prevent himself from falling to sin. Your sex is bare above him, your body curling tighter onto him, as he can feel an orgasm shake throughout your body.

Simeon whispers a prayer under his breath, closing his eyes and muttering an “Amen” as his arms wrap around your body. You jerk against him, acting as if the simple embrace from him is orgasmic, your thrusts quicker than before, calling his name, repeating it as if it were the only thing on your mind and at this point, he’s sure that it is. He promises to you in a whisper that he won’t go farther than what he’s about to do, pressing a kiss against your head and letting his eyes close. His hips meet yours in a thrust, clothed sex against wet, bare sex, and you moan his name and he can feel tears that burn slide down his neck, your words repeating for him to not stop.

Solomon:

It’s difficult for the sorcerer. He couldn’t even get up from the position if he tried. You're on his lap, legs and arms wrapping around him, and you may think you’re being discreet with your humping disguised as itchiness, Solomon knows better. He’s trying his best to find a spell, to find anything that can cure you of your current ailment. But he’s coming up flat. You’re needy, pinching your leg together and pulling away from where your chin rested on his shoulder to look him in the eye. Your face is flushed, your hair disheveled and for the first time since you’ve entered his room, you’ve stopped your humping.

He’s always had an attraction to you- it went further than just finding you pretty, it passed the need for human contact when you both arrived, it was just him wanting to bask in your warmth, to have you fret over him like he was simply just another person and not a sorcerer who happens to be able to command seventy-two demons. And now, he has you where he has dreamed of countless times, imagined behind closed doors and hand fisted over his cock. He has you with a leaking sex, eyes that are on him and no possible interruptions. His mouth is dry and he is unable to think properly. His hands fall and the book he was keeping afloat falls with a thud to the floor.

The way you call his name, a breathy broken moan when you test your hips against his, your body shuddering and he realizes with disappointment that you had orgasmed already while above him. He had missed it. He bows his head, brows knitted and he can’t think clearly when you’re rutting against him, mumbling apologies beside him, your breath a gentle whisper and then in the same breath you kiss his neck, begging for him to touch you. And as much as he wants to, he can’t. He knows the state you’re in, your mind hazy and thick with everything related to sex, and you aren’t thinking clearly, you’re just thinking of having your sex toyed with. It’s a horrible feeling he’s stuck in.

It doesn’t take much to make him crack. You pull away, when he’s still for far too long, silent even as focused as he was, you could hear the muted moans that he refused to sound out loud. But he's silent now, and when you pull away, he looks crestfallen. You hold his face his your hands, your sex pressed against his, and you can feel his cock poking at the inside of your thigh. You try your chances against, leaning close to him, your mouth on his as you beg for him to touch you, your promises of you wanting this so serious in your voice that makes him willing to kiss your lips, his tongue slipping past and the sound that you make is perverse, loud and running your hands against his body.

Solomon looks at you through heavy lidded eyes, feeling your body rise and fall, your lips on him and his hands are moving, leaving your body burning with just the palm of his hand. Thin, calloused fingers sneak under your shirt and rub against your sensitive nipples, your mouth breaking from him, and your tongue peeks out, swiping at your lips to capture the feeling of his against your one more time. But you’re in pain, more than he is, and he’s pushing you against the bed, kissing your body, hearing you call his name with such want that it makes his cock ache. And then he’s staring at your sex, leaking and throbbing, and his mouth is on you, groaning when your hands knit in his hair and his tongue is swirling around your sex.

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MC turns into MSheep!

Inspired by the lil anime announcement we got because I love MC still being represented by a lil sheepie~!

As usual, this is gender-neutral reader!MC

It was a total accident. You were just working on your potion project with Solomon. He was helping you with the math of it, mostly, since it was pretty complicated. You had no idea where things went wrong. There was a puff of pink smoke when you added the last ingredient and suddenly Solomon was a giant! Well, actually you were turned into a small pink sheep...

Lucifer:

He didn’t know what to say when Solomon brought you home.

You were a sheep. A tiny sheep. And very pink.

His beloved was a sheep.

Lucifer.exe has stopped responding.

Honestly, give this old man a few moments to take in the shock and let things settle.

Then he’s going to threaten Solomon because who else would have turned you into a fucking sheep?

A tiny voice sounded from the sheep. It sounded like you, only smaller.

“It was my fault. I think. Solomon didn’t even touch my potion ingredients.”

Well, that doesn’t change anything. Solomon had best change you back or else.

And those words shot pure ice through your veins. You knew when your Lucifer got pissed off, his threats were not to be taken lightly.

For the time being, however, you had to live as a sheep.

Lucifer didn’t hesitate to just carry you everywhere. What if you got lost? Or Beel tried to eat you? Or Belphie thought you were a pillow? Or Mammon tried to sell you?

There were too many variables and this old demon just wanted some peace of mind.

So you went literally everywhere with him. You two still talked as normal. You even slept in his room still. 

You promised yourself to help him relax once you were human again. You knew your situation caused a lot of unneeded stress on the poor man.

It took three whole days before Solomon was able to change you back.

But when you were human again you didn’t expect Lucifer to hug you so tightly or give you such a firm kiss. He had missed his human being, well, a human far more than he cared to admit.

But you better make good on helping him relax. I think there’s some grey in his hair now.

Mammon:

Haha, good joke, Solomon! Now, where was his human? Really, where were they hiding?

He was so sure it was a prank and you were taking pictures from the bushes or something.

When you voice sounded from the small sheep Mammon nearly fainted.

What the fuck did Solomon do to his human?! The Great Mammon’s human was a sheep!

You explained your situation and Mammon only grew more jittery.

He was grinding his teeth. He didn’t hesitate, though, to snatch you away from Solomon and hold you like you were the most sacred thing in the whole of Devildom.

“Ya better turn them back! I can make money at the casinos so name the price!”

Oh he was serious. Mammon was willing to pay good Grimm just to turn you back.

And Solomon, after cruel teasing with pricing your return to human at over a million Grimm, said he would do it for free. After all, there was no telling if this would wear off or if it needed to be reversed.

So he would do it. It was a good chance to study your potion recipe and figure out how you fucked up.

Mammon, like his older brother, took you literally everywhere with him. But by everywhere I do mean everywhere. Lucifer at least had the decency to leave you out when he went to the bathroom. Mammon did not.

He was also making sure to keep you away from Asmo, who had fallen for your pink and fluffy form on sight. 

Mammon talked to you like you were still human. He treated like his human.

But he also acted like you would break at any second. He had never been so careful in his life.

He honestly cried on the third day, worried you might be stuck as a sheep. He didn’t know what to do.

Of course, you were turned back by that evening. Solomon had dropped by to check in and the potion naturally wore off.

Mammon hugged you so tight you felt like you were being suffocated.

But he was back to normal the second Solomon joked that he wanted to get paid for his efforts.

Levi:

Once Solomon was able to get into his bedroom, Levi just about fainted at the sight of you.

He wasn’t even skeptical about this.

It was just like the anime “Help I’ve Accidentally Been Turned Into a Sheep and Now I’m Stuck!”. Literally, just like the anime! 

You needn’t worry about anyone trying anything with you while Solomon worked to turn you back, it wasn’t like you would be leaving Levi’s room very much.

You were in his lap almost 24/7 save for when you needed food or to go to the bathroom. Or he needed to do the same. 

His room was a fortress so you were pretty much safe. 

You couldn’t remember the last time you got to spend quite that much time with your otaku. He could be difficult at times, especially when he was playing a game.

You actually relished the time spent as a sheep because of it.

Levi was not-so-secretly getting more and more anxious though. 

He saw the anime! He made you watch it with him in one sitting, too! What if this turned out just like the anime and you never turned back into a human?

The main character in the anime was a sheep for an entire YEAR!

If he had a soul it would have left his body at the very thought.

By the end of the third day you could tell he was totally falling apart.

His partner was a sheep. Probably forever.

With a poof of pink smoke you were human again.

And Levi unconscious because, for some reason, you turned human and had no clothes on.

You just put on some of his clothes for the time being and called Solomon.

You caught a glimpse in the mirror as you were on the phone and told him to keep working on that reversal potion.

You still had sheep fluff for hair, horns, and sheep ears...

Satan:

If looks could kill then Solomon would have been dead where he stood.

The sin of wrath was so pissed off that there was an evil, menacing aura radiating from him.

And it was directed solely at Solomon.

“I don’t even want you working on a way to turn them back. You might be a great sorcerer but I’m going to do this myself.”

He snatched you away and slammed the door in the sorcerer’s face.

No one tried to bother him as he stormed back to his room. 

“I promise I’m going to turn you back, MC.”

He poured over his books and had you give him the potion you had been making. You had to tell every single detail you could remember of what happened leading up to your transformation.

But he didn’t only focus on turning you back.

He couldn’t neglect you being in the room with him. You still brought out the calm within him and made him feel at ease.

When you insisted he take breaks, he would make some tea and give you a straw so you didn’t get tea in your wool.

Like he usually did, he read to you when you wanted to go to sleep. It was even more relaxing holding a warm ball of fluff.

But he barely slept.

He had to figure out a way to turn his favorite person back to normal.

You were still you, no doubt about that, but he missed you being a person. Someone he could kiss and hold hands with. Someone he didn’t have to worry about accidentally crushing or losing because you were so small.

He finally figured it out. He studied your potion recipe for hours on end until he figured out what went wrong. You had been given a recipe that had been “mislabeled”.

Knowing that made it a cinch to turn you back within the hour.

Now to murder the dodgy sorcerer who gave you the recipe for class to begin with.

Asmo:

“Whaaaaaat? MC? A sheep? Oh, darling, you are so cute! And so soft!!”

He canonically loves cute things (did you read the Devilgram story about him taking care of bunnies?) so he was having the time of his life.

And then it hit him as soon as Solomon laughed.

He couldn’t go out on dates with you. He couldn’t kiss you. Or see your stunning face. Your voice wasn’t the same. 

Solomon promised to do what he could to fix this, but it could take a few days.

Did he spend the next hour crying and hugging your fluffy body? Yes, yes he did.

You got him calmed down, reassuring him that it was temporary and there were some perks. He would totally get lots of attention on Devilgram if he posted your pictures! You were pink, his favorite color! You had lots of soft wool he could brush and he could paint your tiny sheep hooves!

That perked him right up.

He spent the next several hours styling your wool, somehow managing to put braids in it. He gave you cute decorative pieces to wear in your wool, painted your hooves to match his nails, and even gave you a little bowtie!

And boy did his Devilgram blow up with attention at the sight of your pictures.

You even inspired his newest clothing designs! Clothing for pets! Devildom didn’t have a cute variety of pet clothes, and while you weren’t a pet, you were very inspiring to look at.

Even pets deserved to look beautiful!

You were so soft to snuggle with but nighttime really made him miss you. Even in an innocent way, he missed skin-to-skin cuddling. It was always so reassuring.

But he didn’t have that.

He managed to get through the days that went by before Solomon finally turned you back.

And he was beginning to wonder if Solomon had drawn out your time as a sheep on purpose.

That didn’t matter, though. Not when he had to take you out on a date!

Beel:

Solomon was holding something soft and fluffy. Was it food? Cotton candy? It looked really sweet and tasty.

“Beel, no, it’s me!”

“MC...?”

He wasn’t happy once the situation was explained. But he didn’t show it. To be fair, he wasn’t the most outwardly expressive of his emotions unless it was necessary.

With Solomon’s promise to return you to normal, he just carried you back to the kitchen with him.

But he wasn’t hungry anymore. Not when his dear human was in a new and unusual form.

It caused him to go into a bit of a crisis, though.

What did sheep eat? What could YOU eat? You were a human in a sheep’s body after all. Did you have to eat what sheep ate or could you still eat your favorite things?

He sat there, staring at the cupboards and fridge, with the most worried look on his face.

To be fair, you weren’t sure either.

And you two stayed liked that until Satan said you could still eat whatever you liked, though it would be best to avoid meat unless it was basically shredded. 

Then came Beel’s next huge crisis: he was terrified of crushing you!

You were so tiny and delicate now, even more fragile than when you were a human.

It took a little convincing but Beel took to carrying you literally everywhere you wanted to go. He loved how soft you were.

Though you didn’t like how often he drooled on you because your fluff looked too tasty. You promised to get him cotton candy once you were a human again, which kind of helped the situation.

Beel even made sure to make everything you ate easy on you! He didn’t want anything to be hurtful to your little sheep body or hard for you to eat!

He didn’t hesitate to help you drink the reversal potion once Solomon got it made, holding his breath until he saw you in your proper state again.

He could breathe easy again. 

Belphie:

What was Solomon carrying? A new pillow or something?

It looked so soft and like it would be a perfect napping pillow.

He wasn’t even listening to anything Solomon had to say, the explanation going in one ear and out the other.

He was focused on going inside to use the new pillow.

Until he heard you talking to him after Solomon had given up on explaining anything.

Now he was mildly concerned. You weren’t you anymore. You were a sheep. He actually listened as you told him your story, unlike with Solomon, and he merely shrugged.

“Well, what can you do? You’ll be normal again eventually.”

You knew your grumpy demon, though. He was worried about you. But Belphie was never good at showing his worry for others unless it was drastic.

True to form, he passed out once he laid down again. You were held against him as if you might disappear while he slept.

It was all the more proof he was worried about your situation.

He still slept most of the time, he was like a cat in that he slept for hours without moving. You had to wiggle free to do anything. No one wanted to wake up to a sheep smelling like piss and you didn’t want a bath.

Belphie whined that taking care of you as a sheep was too much work, but the moment anyone tried to take you from him he immediately got defensive. He even threatened to break Mammon’s hands.

The only one he trusted with you was Beel.

Always sleeping holding your little sheep self did make him realize he wanted a stuffed animal version of you just like that.

It was so nice to snuggle with.

But he missed the normal you. He wanted to have you to lay on or go “star” gazing with. He wanted to do things with you again that weren’t quite possible with you as a sheep.

So he may have gone to find Solomon and threaten him if he didn’t turn you back quicker.

It was all for naught, as he came home to find you curled up in his bed in your human form once again.

He’d wake you up later. For now, he wanted to take another nap with you.

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🌹Well, uh, here goes nothing, I guess?

Kitty, creepypasta/mh, she/her, 19, romantic

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Several letters end up scattered in a fireplace, written with red ink before the text is scribbled out. Some phrases stand out from the discarded letters, "Too many bones", "is a soulmate possible", "getting old", "I've gotten weak" and so on.

A single letter sits pristinely by the window, sealed with red wax and perfumed with the scent of roses and dragons blood. A small jar of hard candies, two bottles of black ink, a rusty nail, and a silver bell sit next to the letter as well, presumably offerings to the deity.

The letter, much like its discarded predecessors, is also written in red ink, elegant cursive spelling out Yue Lao across the front, little curlicues decorating the corners.

"Yuo Lao,

I have heard that you will grant to blessing of a soulmate upon those who write to you, and I was curious to try. I left a few offerings, of you don't mind. The butterscotch and strawberry candies are my favorite, so I made sure to fill the jar full, as well as the other granny candies. Granny candies is a silly way to call hard candies, but I guess these things won't be around much longer, how shameful. I left ink as well, you might have a use for it. I like it to write with. I've found writing with a quill is easier on my hands than a regular pen. And a bell. Bells are always wonderful. I have an anklet made of bells and they laugh with the light and movement. And the nail I thought was cool, the way the rust climbs across its surface. Don't you think so too?

I don't know if this is allowed, but I would like my soulmate to be tall, if that's alright. Maybe one or two feet taller. I'm rather short, only 5'2", and no matter how feisty I try to be, I don't always get taken seriously. I've taken to biting people, it's that bad. Of course, if you have someone else in mind, that's fine to. Beggars can't be choosers and the whole saying about being selfish and the like.

I have a fondness for being out in the woods. All the things you can find! And it's peaceful, and safe. It feels like home. And it smells good! Fresh pine, sharp cedars, sweet maples. The woods just feel like home.

I've found I enjoy the macabre. It worries some people, but I don't mind. Plushies that look ghouls, horror stories as bedtime tales, bones of willing creatures displayed upon my alter. I have seen scarier things and experienced such.

My body has grown weak. I take such terrible care of it. Perhaps you can send somebody to lovingly scold me, maybe tell me what's wrong so I can take better care of it. Sorry. I'm already asking a lot.

I guess one, final request. Can you make it possible to find my soulmate, whoever they are, across lifetimes as well? I'm scared of leaving those I care about alone after I'm gone. I don't want that to happen. After all, a soulmate is going to be somebody I care about.

Anyway, you probably have other people you've got to get through. Must be very busy, right?

Take care and enjoy the candies!

~Kitty"

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Thank you so much, Elsie! And as a challenge, indulge yourself! Eat your favorite food. Watch your favorite things. Finals are rough, but you got this!!

Take care and unclench your jaw!

[Disclaimer: The Red String of Fate event is a special event I'm running from August 12th, to whenever I feel it necessary to end - right now, I'm giving it to the first week of September! Check out rules HERE]

An old God sits on the steps of his palace under the light of the moon. The air is sweet, peach trees are in full bloom and bear their fruit to him as he waits for his trusty companion to return. He hears her soft paw falls, the way she chitters as she approaches him with a letter in her mouth. She purrs as she rubs against his shins before he gently takes the letter from her mouth alongside the offerings that rest on her back in a basket. She curls on his lap as he begins to read.

Yue Lao smiles, his eyes crinkling slightly as he gazes over the words. He takes a candy and tries it, humming at the taste and noting that it wasn't "too sweet" before pressing on further. A laugh escapes his lips as he reads over what you want in your soulmate, someone tall, someone who can appreciate the macabre, someone who can appreciate you for who you are and respect you as an equal. His cat chirps a few times, drifting names through his head.

He ponders the thought some more, spinning the rusted nail in his finger tips before finally coming to his conclusion. Yes, he thinks, you are exactly what he needs. The God clicks his tongue a few times and asks his trusty companion for her to retrieve a spool of thread that looks red in some lights, and purple if you squint. He almost finds it funny - this is the thread destined for those who will continuously meet, and the fact it beckons him allows him to know this is no ordinary match.

He ties the string to your pinky, and your match's left and watches as his cat bites the thread, severing it from the spool. He watches with a sleepy smile as a demon known as "Eyeless Jack" finds himself bewildered at the thread that materializes on his hand, wondering if he'd need to push the being to pursue it.

Jack's asked about this kind of stuff before. His curiosity is endless, and the sudden thread on his finger has brought him more mystery than ever. He's almost tempted to drop all plans to pursue it, but he's read up on legends and mythology of other cultures throughout all his years of life. This is a red string of fate, and whoever is on the other end is his soul mate. Other independents can see it, and they lovingly tease him for it.

"Jackie's finally got a soulmate", they tease as he absentmindedly takes up jobs leading him closer and closer to the thread. He doesn't rush, but he can feel the tug from you. You're eager to meet him, aren't you? The demon takes his time, but can hardly stop the anticipation from swelling deep inside of him. Every job that he takes that's closer and closer to you, he feels his nerves grow. It's not that he's anxious, but what on earth will you think of him?

One evening after the trees and their leaves metamorphose from emeralds to rubies and citrines, he chances upon the house his string leads to. He watches as the light shifts from red to a near purple, fluttering like the butterflies in your stomach, and his heartbeat combined. He takes in a soft breath, wondering if he should greet you like a "normal person" if he even knew what that was to begin with. He steps quietly and takes in the smell of autumn before you swing the door open.

Speechless, the two of you just stare at each other. He's a deeply royal blue in the blazing fires of autumn. He waves almost awkwardly, and you find yourself mirroring it. You step forward, just an inch closer, before looking up at him with a small smile on your lips. Jack watches you, his eyeless sockets wide as he studies every micro movement from behind his mask. He's just a bit tense, unsure of how to feel. Will you hate him? He's never been more nervous in his natural life, certainly not around people he'd normally consider food.

"You're tall."

"I get that a lot."

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It’s Ask Tuesday! To participate, just reblog this post and remember to send asks to the other players participating!

Halloween Asks

Bat: If you could transform into any kind of animal, what animal would you be?

Black Cat: Are you superstitious? If so, what are you superstitious about?

Broomstick: If you could travel anywhere in the world where would it be?

Candy Corn: What food disgusts you the most?

Cauldron: What is your favorite thing to cook?

Cobwebs: One place you would never want to get lost in in the dark?

Coffin: Are you claustrophobic?

Demon: What is your worst flaw?

Eerie: One thing that always creeps you out?

Fright: What is your biggest fear?

Ghost: If you could be reincarnated, would you come back as another human or an animal. If an animal, what kind?

Gravestone: Ideal way you'd like to die?

Haunted House: If you could be roommates with anyone of your choice, who would you pick?

Hocus Pocus: What is the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard?

Howl: Your favorite kind of dog?

Jack-o'-lantern: Do you have any scars? If so, how many?

Monster: What is your favorite scary movie to watch in the dark?

Mummy: Would you rather be buried or cremated when you die?

Potion: What is your favorite thing to drink? Alcoholic and non alcoholic?

Pumpkin: What is your favorite food around the holidays?

Scream: Easiest way to scare you?

Skeleton: Tell me one of your biggest secrets?

Spooky: What was your last nightmare about?

Trick or Treat: Tell me about the greatest prank you've ever pulled?

Vampire: Which one are you? Early bird or night owl?

Witch: If could have the power to cast any kind of spell, what kind of spell would you cast?

Zombie: What is one food you always overeat?

halloween/fall rp prompts!

send 🎃 for our musics to go pick/carve pumpkins together

send 🎈 for our muses to go to a halloween party together

send 👾 to try and scare my muse with a mask (or however else the mun wishes)

send 👻 to invite my muse into a haunted house (muns can decide whether the haunted house is fake or real)

send 🃏 for our muses to play a prank on someone else (throw toilet paper over their house, etc)

send ♡ to cuddle up with my muse (for warmth, obviously)

send 🎩 for our muses to go costume shopping together

send ✄ for my muse to show the costume they picked for your muse

send ☕ to go out for something pumpkin-spice-flavored with my muse

send 🍰 to make pumpkin pie with my muse (or any other “fall-themed” food)

send 📀 to watch scary movies with my muse

send 😈 to invite my muse to play with an ouija board with your muse

send 🍭 to invite my muse out trick-or-treating

send 👽 to invite my muse out cryptid-hunting

send ☔ to get caught in the rain with my muse

send 🍁 to invite my muse to play in some leaves

send 🙀 to tell spooky stories with my muse

send 👕 to offer my muse your jacket on a chilly day

send 🌚 to decorate the house for halloween with my muse

send 🚫 to invite my muse to explore an area that’s rumored to be haunted (cemetery, etc)

halloween pick-up line sentence starters.

taken from various places on the internet because who doesn’t wanna flirt with a ghost? no one, that’s who.

❝  I can’t find a costume for Halloween, so can I just go as your boyfriend?  ❞

❝  You’re the most boo-tiful ghost I’ve seen all night!  ❞

❝  You look so good, you’re making my crotch rise from the dead.   ❞

❝  If I were a zombie, I’d eat you first.  ❞

❝  You must be tired, because you’ve been running through my nightmares all night!  ❞

❝  You must be a ghost, because you’ve been haunting my dreams.  ❞

❝  Are you being a ghost for Halloween, or are you just my boo?  ❞

❝  You are dead sexy. Literally.  ❞

❝  That skeleton over there said he’d get your number for me, but he didn’t have the guts, so here I am.  ❞

❝  Hello there, boo-tiful!  ❞

❝  You wanna take a ride on my broomstick?  ❞

❝  Mmm baby! You’re decomposing in ALL the right places!  ❞

❝  You must love Halloween! You don’t need to change to dress up as an angel.  ❞

❝  I hear this house is haunted, we better stick together.  ❞

❝  What’s a nice ghoul like you doing in a crypt like this?  ❞

❝  All these ghosts and I still don’t have a boo.  ❞

❝  Want to find out what I turn into at midnight?  ❞

❝  If you were a jack-o’-lantern, I’d totally light your candle.  ❞

❝  I should have dressed up as a ghost tonight so I could let you under my sheets.  ❞

❝  I don’t know what the trick is, but you certainly are a treat.  ❞

❝  Your costume looks complicated. Need help taking it off?  ❞

Ask meme credits: x x (edited slightly to fit the group) x