#the halloween cauldron part 2

[lazyjellyfish300]

Can I request "watching a horror movie with Peter B. Parker"? 😳

Reader loves horror movies but Pete invites her over without knowing that

HIII. Sure, love! 🫶🏽 Wasn't sure if you meant to submit this as a SMAU request, since this idea seems to be more suited for a fic. My fic requests technically aren't open rn but since there is scarce material for Peter B., I will make ur dreams come true 🎃

I will open my requests for the entire month of October too as like a Flufftober thing so stay tuned for more information about that. 🖤

a horror movie night with peter b. 🎥🍿🎃🕸️🔪

CW: X FEM!READER, TAD SUGGESTIVE , MINORS DNI, DESCRIPTIONS OF BLOOD AND GORE, NAUSEA, KINDA GROSS. FLUFF AND CRACK. MINIMAL PROOFREAD.

WORDS: 2.6K 🔪

@1-900-venusluvs @thatone-writer @spider-mon-de-parker @gltzpzy @pxtched

"Man, how are you about to have a Halloween movie marathon date night and no Halloween treats or decorations?!"

Margo Kess brings her fingertips together and leans forward, as though the absurdity of the situation was such that it required her full contemplation.

Peter B. quirked a brow, seemingly unable to grasp the seriousness of his offense.

"You're supposed to decorate?"

"Not supposed to, but you should." A new voice chimes in from around the corner.

Peter B. groans internally. He would be outnumbered this time. Enhanced spider hearing was both a blessing and a curse. And this time it leaned more towards a curse as it enabled the two spidergirls access to his private business.

2 versus 1.

Gwen saunters in, accompanied by a curious Pav.

Scratch that, make it three.

"It's kinda like returning your grocery cart in the parking lot. You won't get arrested if you don't do it. But it's a litmus test about whether or not you're a good citizen, or in this case a thoughtful boyfriend." Gwen hums.

Peter B. rakes his fingers through his hair, leaving the brown mop with flecks of silver disheveled.

"Oy vey, you ladies act like I'm not even going to feed the poor girl. I have snacks on the itinerary, you know this."

"Let me put it this way." Margo angles her clasped hands at Peter to lay down her point. "Your girlfriend is coming over to your apartment for the first time. Cool Ranch Doritos and Diet Coke isn't gonna cut it. And I say that as an individual who particularly appreciates those two things. Do you even have soap in your bathroom? Not counting the one you scrub your ass with in the shower? "

Peter groans, his mind suddenly plagued with an unchecked to do list of God knows how many items he was missing. And the movie date was to happen in t-minus 5 hours. He must have been out of the dating pool for longer than he thought.

But, they made a compelling point. Peter was crazy about you, and you deserved better than that. After a couple dates and a few intimate encounters that got a little bit, steamy, shall we say, your relationship was at a pivotal point. Teetering at the precipice between something serious and long lasting, or a fling that springs to a flame quickly but blows out with the winds of a couple fleeting months.

He sure hoped it was the former.

"We got you." Gwen assured, nudging his rib with her elbow. "Just give us your credit card and like... three hours?"

Pav strains his neck into the conversation. "I am correct in making the assumption that pumpkin spice flavored beverages and cake pops will be part of this excursion?"

Gwen sighs. "Yes, Pav."

Margo nods. "Yeah, you know, we could use your attention to detail, Pav."

Pav clenches his fist victoriously and Peter sweats a little bit for his financial stability by the end of this.

----

Peter can't recognize his living room as it's been transformed from head to toe into one of those rooms straight off some girl's Pinterest board entitled, "fall bucket list <3 🎃"

Festive orange candy corn and purple cauldron lights are strewn around his TV and from the ceiling to the floor, secured discreetly by spider webbing. His entertainment center is decked out in ghost shaped tea lights, casting decorative shadows on his empty walls. A large candle is burning on his coffee table that smells like a cinnamon pumpkin exploded in an apple orchard in the heart of October during a rain storm. Next to the candle is a large charcuterie board with assorted fruits, cheeses, crackers, and deli meats arranged to look like a spooky graveyard, next to a large tub of freshly popped popcorn with a mummy on it.

"The socks were all Pav's idea." Gwen hums in approval as she stands in front of her, Margo, and Pav's handiwork. Pav nods his head in acknowledgement, mouth full of a generous swig of his fall blended coffee drink in one hand with a half eaten cake pop in the other.

Peter notices the jack o'lantern print socks for him and the witches striped socks for you sitting next to some Frankenstein decorative throw pillows, along with an extra large plush throw blanket with black cats dressed up as trick or treaters, big enough for two people to snuggle underneath.

"Oh and do not forget to give her this!!" Margo holds out a spooky basket stuffed to the brim with all your favorite things straight out of a Target Halloween aisle.

"Hold on a sec, Burt's Bees, perfume, Ulta gift card...how much did you guys spend??"

"The pizza will be here in 10 minutes." Gwen checks her watch.

"Wait-hold on..." Peter B. is extremely particular about his pizza toppings.

"Oh, and we made some improvements to your bathroom. So it should be girlfriend-friendly." Margo shivers as she recollects the sad state of affairs they found it in before the trio waved their magic wands.

"Guys-"

Ding dong.

"Ope, that's her. Time to skaddadle. Anyways, good luck Pete!" Gwen webs to the outside window in the blink of an eye, Margo giving him the farewell salute close behind.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't dooo!" Pav calls in a sing-song voice before he's already gone as well.

Nothing like being thrown out a window without a parachute huh?

Peter straightens up and walks to the door.

Here goes freaking nothing.

He opens it and there you are, donning a comfortable crew neck Halloween sweater and eccentric earrings to match, a pan of brownies in hand.

Suddenly, the price tag of his Halloween apartment remodel is completely irrelevant.

You flash him a gorgeous smile. "Hi Pete."

"Hi, honey..." His lips spread into a charming grin. "Come on in."

You hand him the brownies and walk in, oxygen discarded in the entryway when you see the decked out, cozy movie setup for your date.

His apartment smells divine, first of all, and second of all, his living room looks like something straight out of your ideal version of a movie night if you could have planned it from scratch in your head.

It pulls you in like a freshly baked cinnamon roll with pumpkin cream cheese frosting with a blanket around your shoulders. You might just end up spending the night at this rate. You look over at Peter who's lost in your beauty like usual.

"All this for us? You shouldn't have, Pete! It's perfect."

"Y-yeah, hah. It was nothing, really. Just a little something. Wanted it to be festive, you know since it's Halloween and October and all."

He tried to play it off. You smile as he sets the pan of brownies down, almost catching his hoodie sleeve on fire on the giant candle in the process.

You weren't born yesterday. Peter must have some really sharp coworkers or something that did all this for him. He didn't seem like one with a knack or ability to be this elaborate. But, he was thoughtful, you'd give him that. He really was a man you hoped to be with for a long long time. And this Halloween date night, even if it was brought to you by the goodwill of the pumpkin fairy, you appreciated the gesture all the same.

"Make yourself at home." Peter gestures to the couch. The tense feeling in his muscles departs the moment you lean against his chest with a sigh.

"I missed you babe."

"I missed you, honey." He smiles, running a finger down the side of your face.

"What's this?" You take notice of the conspicuous Halloween gift basket and matching socks.

"Oh-those are for us." Peter leans forward, handing you your pair of socks. "And this is for you..." He hands you the spooky gift basket.

Your smile spreads wider and wider across your face as you unwrap each item. Who gives a damn if the pumpkin fairy was responsible? Nobody's ever done anything like this for you.

"Pete....you're so sweet. Thank you."

"No problem, beautiful."

Your gaze moves to one another's lips, both of your eyelids inadvertently becoming heavier when your eyes meet his.

"Um-" the apples of Peter's cheeks bloom a little red as he takes the remote hastily in his hand. "Let's get started, shall we?"

You nod, looking down with a smile as you shifted to get more comfortable on the couch, leaning snug against his chest, both feet tucked in your brand new socks and underneath the fuzzy edges of the Halloween blanket. There would be plenty of time for some action later.

"Why don't you choose the movie, honey?" Peter hands you the remote.

Honored with the power in your hand he was relinquishing over to you, you take it with a smile and begin to scroll through your options on his flat screen TV.

Peter kicks his feet up leisurely, already making a sizeable dent in the popcorn bucket. The doorbell rings again, signaling the arrival of the pizza.

—-

When Peter sets the plates of two generous slices for each of you on the coffee table with bottled root beers, he is a little surprised to discover the option you landed on while he was gone.

"Oh, what's this?"

"Psychological horror." You hum nonchalantly ,snuggling next to him and taking a large bite of the pizza, melted cheesy goodness warming your belly.

"I heard it's really good. It won an Oscar for the special effects, I heard."

"Ohh."

Peter gulps. He wasn't expecting you to make such a...bold choice for the first movie. You look up at him with those adorable big eyes of yours, a little bit of pizza sauce staining the corner of your mouth.

Well what was he going to do? Tell you no? Reveal that he's actually a huge pussy when it comes to scary movies? When he invited you over for movie night, he was expecting Tim Burton level horror. Not this hard core stuff.

Well, once again, here goes nothing.

---

Movie number one is done, and Peter already knows he's having fucking nightmares tonight. It's gonna take a prescription of an episode of Friends, maybe 2 episodes of the Fresh Prince of Bel Air to cleanse his system before he can comfortably fall asleep, just to be safe.

And there you are, happy as a clam.

"That was crazyyyy don't you think??" You turn to him with an enthusiastic smile.

"Uh, yeah it was...it was something alright, honey."

Peter's white as a ghost, but miraculously you seem to remain unaware of his struggling state, possibly thanks to the dim light, as the sun has set below the horizon for quite some time now.

"Can we watch one more?" You ask, sitting up to help yourself to a brownie.

"Um..."

And once again, what is Peter to do?

"Sure we can, honey."

"Yay!"

Peter feels like he might have a little bit of hope as you start looking at some older films. Those cheesy horror movies could probably be much more manageable.

"This one!"

But oh no, he's not getting off the hook so easily. His heart sinks to his stomach as he realizes he's in for another long ride.

You chose some 80s slasher film. And yes, while it has that corny nature of old horror movies, there is no shortage of gore. Blood spurts everywhere, guts flying across the screen. It's detailed and it's quite violent.

Oh here we go...

----

About an hour in and Peter feels himself turn a sickly shade of green.

This time, it's more obvious as you notice Peter seems to be fighting for his life next to you. He isn't digging the horror flick as much as you thought.

"Babe, you okay?" You look up at him, the expression on his face slightly unclear, as the glow of the TV's flicker shadows his face a bit.

He turns to look down at you tucked under his arm. "Y-yeah. I'm good, honey."

He gives your shoulder a squeeze but he's not winning an Oscar for his acting anytime soon. He chokes back a gag when the masked killer slices one of the character's throat and a blood squirt shoots up like a volcano of forbidden fruit punch.

"You don't like these?" You ask, raising a concerned brow.

"Well..." Peter winces as he watches the fake red sea of viscous blood fill up the screen as the killer held up the decapitated head.

"Not particularly, I mean..."

The guts on screen begin to look like his pizza toppings. Peter B.'s appetite flies out of the window quicker than the beginnings of his hairline at age 28.

"Yeah n-no, not really..." He chokes back a wretch.

"Oh Pete!"

You pause the movie, leaning over and turning on the lamp on the table next to the arm of the couch. Peter's discomfort is much more clear to you now as he leaned over, holding his stomach.

"Peter, why didn't you tell me you disliked horror films??"

"Why didn't you tell me you liked them?" He takes a deep breath, leaning over and laying his head on your chest.

You play with his hair, reclining back until you position your head on a pillow, his nausea slowly disappearing with each steady, calm thrum of your heart in your chest next to his ear.

"Silly man, I thought we were having a scary movie night." You tease softly, kissing his hair, subtle notes of his shampoo and Old Spice. The familiar scent of your boyfriend you've come to know and love.

"I was expecting Beetlejuice scary at most..." Peter scoffs, looking up at you, flashing you those most adoring, chocolate brown eyes. Sweeter than any Halloween candy on the shelves.

"Baby." You sniff air through your nose, shaking your head. "I love all that horror shit, but you should have told me." You smile, the feeling of his blunt stubble tickling the palm of your hand, his gaze liquifying as you caressed his face with your caring touch.

"We can watch something silly so you can fall asleep."

"Mm..." Peter's eyes close. If he was a cat, he would be purring. You smile, continuing to tangle your hands softly in his messy hair. He was so damn handsome, and you just wanted this Halloween movie night to end on a good note for you both. "Thanks, sweetheart." He sighs deeply.

He turns his chin, his hands finding purchase underneath your sweater, the heat from his bare palms cascading all up and down your body as he silently watched some 90s reruns with you, eyelids weighing heavier and heavier as the late hour dragged past midnight.

"Stay with me tonight?" He asks softly, some time later, sitting up and leaning over you so his body is pressing directly into yours, groaning, and your lips parting slightly as you took in the sight of him on top of you. A bit of that suppressed tension that was bottled up from earlier was fighting to be released at last.

"I don't wanna impose, Pete..."

The ending of your sentence fades into a muffled moan of surrender when he starts leaving slow, tantalizing kisses in a coaxing row on your jaw.

"You can sleep in my bed..." He whispers. "We don't need to do anything you're not comfortable with, baby..."

He kisses you gently, at long last. "Just stay with me, sweetheart. I don't want you going home alone this late..."

You gaze up at him, a sea of putty underneath him.

"Please?" He wiggles his brow in that adorably goofy manner that had you biting your lip.

"Okay, Peter."

You smile, your eyes screwing shut once again when his lips connected promptly with yours, sweeping you up into his awaiting arms, tucking you into one of his hoodies and pajama pants before he fell asleep with you cuddled in his arms.

Nightmares kept at bay thanks to your loving presence. Halloween couple's movie night a spookily romantic success.

[neoarchipelago]

Keanu Reeves - John Wick Masterlist

Keanu reeves:

Misbehaving (Daddy!Dom!Keanu x reader) One-Shot!

John Wick :

Mini Series:

Lisbon lights (completed)(fluff & romance Assassin!reader) warnings: curse words violence, blood, kidnapping, torture:

Sneak peek

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

part 6

Ghosts serie (completed) (fluff comfort Smutt) warnings: abuse, blood, depression, curse words.

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

Bridegroom's oak tree serie (Mafia Lord!John Wick) HUGE DADDY DOM FROM PART 4 ONWARDS. Warnings: SMUTT 18+, daddy!Dom, mature content. (You can read part 1 and 2 for a basic romance fluff story)

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

Citrus, Cauldron and Gun powder (Witch!Reader): Witchcraft, fluff, Smutt. Warnings: blood, dark topics, Witchcraft? Cursing, mature content.

MOODBOARD

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

Her teacher (Teacher!John Wick) warnings: Smutt 18+, mature content, curse words, violence, blood, stalking:

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

Halloween Special

Requests / One-Shot

Making it up to you (John Wick x Reader one-shot)

Wooden coffee table (John wick x reader)

Sleeping with a friend (John Wick x Reader)

Blood Red Marker and Binary Code (John wick x reader one shot)

[ghostofyaz]

halloween, valoran town edition (1/2)

(There'll be a part two of this because I ran out of images available in a single post.)

why is jinx literally a witch with a cauldron, complete with an altar to her goddess??

literally, what is this???

gay.

wait, wait is this Lux's buff era foreshadowing??

jinx is so unbothered i love her.

gtfo, garen.

this is literally halloween.

is garen TRESPASSING?!?!?

angy gf.

oh no, you didn't.

get'em, queen.

this frame is so attractive, i'm weak.

infiltration.

garen stop tryna smack my girl!

lol, 'i'm a villain, so what.'

got'em

what in the tasmanian demon realm???

lady light is coming!!

meanwhile, luxie is such an oblivious baby

jinx is trying, it's so cute.

let jinx say shit.

Part 2 is here

[watercolourcritters]

Trick-or-treat!! Do you have some candy for a lil fellow?

Hallowe'en art 2023: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

This is the last of this year's halloween critters!! Like the other parts of this year's Hallowe'en run, this lil guy is available in my Etsy shop as both a sticker and a greeting card!

[ID copied from alt text: Three images.

First, Marker art of a raccoon wearing a witch halloween costume. It wears a tall black pointy hat, a purple cape, and holds a small cauldron full of candy. Text reads "Trick-or-treat!" The background is a plain orange wash, and the artist's signature reads @ watercolourcritters.

Second, a photo of a greeting card with the art on it. Third, a photo of my hand holding a small sticker with just the raccoon on it. End ID.]

[random-mailbox]

Random-Mailbox's Favorite Sailor Moon Fics - Week 22 - Friends to Lovers

I think this may have been the post I have been looking forward to the most, so thank you tophat for picking it as this week’s theme (see end of last week's post for the story behind it). Friends to Lovers is more manga than anime characterization in most cases, which is a nice change to the constant arguing we get with the OG anime compliant stories.

As always, my apologies in advance for spoiling some of these for you (Fic Titles are linked to either FFN or AO3 entries).

It's You (I Fell Into) - @idesofnovember

Usagi literally trips over air and falls onto Mamoru on his first day of being the new engineer at the company she works for. As they start to spend more time together both in and out of the office, they get into a pattern that will require clearing up of misunderstandings before someone gets hurt. Also this art piece titled "Before you go in" by @iamcharlotte88 totally fits into the end of chapter 3 / start of chapter 4 of this story.

It's Always Been You - Beej88

In this non-senshi AU, little Usagi finds Mamoru in his hospital room and declares that since he is her best friend he will never be alone again. As he moves through foster care, Tsukinos always keep an eye on him, with him becoming an integral part of the family. Except that to him, Usagi means so much more than that, and she herself doesn’t realise yet what Mamoru means to her.

The Ghosts Of Lake Yokai - @floraone

This is the lemoniest story of the bunch. It is an aged up retelling of the original anime episode, BUT if the Starlight Tower stand-off turned out completely differently, with Mamoru joining the senshi team as the result. This one also features magical healing 🍆, which is always welcome in my books 😏

Not Him, Please? - @uglygreenjacket

Mamoru has long ago realized that he was in love with Usagi but chosen to keep himself in check best he can to stay in her life as one of her best friends. But when mixing alcohol, jealousy and a birthday party, even best intentions can go astray.

Finally Mine - @reispinkoveralls

Having woken up after defeating Chaos at the Cauldron, Usagi rushes to Mamoru's place to make sure he is back as well. In this AU, they have been fighting together as a team, and Usagi chose to not worry him overseas when a new enemy appeared. This one is also a 🍋🍋

Miraculous Musings: Vignettes of a Miracle Romance - Chapter 25: Fairy - @goddessalthena

This one-shot gives us a glimpse of an AU that us readers will hopefully get to see in full one day. The set-up is that our favorite duo has known each other since childhood and Mamoru gets something incredibly thoughtful as a gift for Usagi.

---

Next week's post will cover Valentine's Day themed fics and is our next Holiday post of the series.

Here are the links to the previous Tumblr posts in these series to explore more amazing works based on different themes - make sure to check them out if you haven't had a chance! (Click on title name to go to the post) - I will keep updating the list every week as new posts come up:

Week 1 - Groundhog Day

Week 2 - Established Relationships

Week 3 - Sex Positivity

Week 4 - Unfinished Stories

Week 5 - Darker Stories

Week 6 - Potions 🧪

Week 7 - Reveals

Week 8 - 👻Halloween🎃

Week 9 - Wrong Perceptions

Week 10 - Non-Senshi AU

Week 11 - In-Progress Fics

Week 12 - Mutual Pining

Week 13 - Enemies to Lovers

Week 14 - Slow Burn

Week 15 - Christmas Part 1 - Ugly Christmas Sweaters and Santa!

Week 16 - Christmas Part 2

Week 17 - New Years

Week 18 - High School AU

Week 19 - Slice of Life

Week 20 - Coffee shop AU

Week 21 - Huddle for Warmth

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

🎃Fluffy October Event🔮

Hello Hello, babes! Happy Halloween! In honor of my favorite Holiday and hitting 1500 followers, I would like to bring a fluffy side of October!! This event will have a certain amount of slots! First come first serve basis! This will be for the fandoms One Piece and Bleach! Please looks at the prompts and send a request in! Once the slots are filled up it will be closed! This is a SFW event only! Thank you all once again for being part of my family! 🎃💜✨

Prompts:

Candy Apples- Thatch x F! Reader (anon)

Cotton Candy- Ace x Chubby Gn Reader (anon)

Halloween Mask- Robin x F! Reader (anon)

Pumpkins-Kid x F! Reader @magui-kawaii

Trick or Treat -Kid x F!Reader @magui-kawaii

Spirits -Law x F! Reader (anon)

Día De Los Muertos- Marco x F! reader (anon)

Haunted House- Killer x F! Reader @kerokerogecko

Slasher Movies- Benn x Gn Reader @alchi-andrakas

Pumpkin Bread - Katakuri x F! Reader @bookandyarndragon

Decorations- Nami x Gn reader @ze-maki-nin

Cauldron- Aizen x F! reader @stygianoir

Hide-N-Seek- Law x Gn Reader (anon)

Costumes Law x F! Reader @simpforroses

Cold Weather- Sanji x GN Reader (anon)

Scare- Mihawk x Chubby F! Reader (anon)

Fortune Teller- Byakuya x F! Reader @sashi-ya

Witch - Toshiro x gn reader @kawaiikoalagarden

Pan dulce -Katakuri x chubby F! Reader @starrybrujita

Black Cats Zoro xF!reader @roronoazzoroo

Candy- Shanks x F!Reader (anon)

Clowns- Ace x F!reader (anon)

Face Painting -Izou x gn reader (anon)

Summoning- Ussopx M! Reader @ace-tiredtimes

Carnival -Corazon x GN Reader (anon)

Skeleton-Brook x F!reader (anon)

Pumpkin Spice Latte- Whitebeard x F! Reader @secretsnailor

Halloween Party -Katakuri x F! Reader @starrybrujita

Halloween Shopping-Killer x F!reader @p0chy

Marigolds-Rayleigh x Chubby F! Reader (anon)

Sugar Skulls -Izou x F! Reader (anon)

Rules

1. Please be polite, any request with no proper greeting, please or thank you will be deleted.

2. If you are requesting a specific gender please place them in the request. No gender is pick it will automatically be gender neutral. Also if you do have specific request for the reader like body type or features you want them to have please place them down!

3. You do have the option to do a different AU as well such as modern, kingdoms , etc. (this is a option when putting your request in)

4. Also for more fluffiness you can request domestic scene for your request like being married, children, pregnancy, etc. You don't have to its a option if you would like it! (I love them!)

Ex: Hello! If I could request Killer x chubby fem reader for Halloween party for modern AU! Thank you so much!

Ex 2: Hi happy Halloween! May I request Ichigo x gn reader with the prompt cotton candy? Thank you!

*Once the Request are written they will change color from orange to purple!*

[nitrosodiumfmp]

The Aesthetic, Part 3

Last time I covered the metropolitan, dieselpunk elements in Part 1, and the psychedelic, surreal elements in Part 2. However, there's another aspect to how I want Sinister City to look (assuming I even choose that one), and it's not something I can easily put into words. However, it relates to Team Fortress 2. Even when it's not Halloween, that game has some charmingly spooky elements, like the Ghostly Gibus hat and the health pickups turning to cauldrons and jack-o-lanterns on a full moon. The levels themselves are interesting too. Most TF2 maps are industrial facilities, and there's a certain look to them that's hard to describe.

Primarily made of wood, but still very industrial. Rickety and almost cobbled-together in some places. Mostly inaccessible. I guess they mostly resemble American mining complexes built at the turn of the century - the look is consistent with some of Kingpin, which takes place in the 30s, and TF2 takes place in the 60s and 70s, so this building style had to have been popular before that.

This is an old copper mining complex in Alaska. It absolutely fits the look. It was obviously built in the industrial era, but it retains that crookedness you'd expect in an old cottage. It's almost timeless in that aspect, an anachronism that could've really only existed at the whiplash of the Industrial Revolution. This really comes into play when you look at the Halloween TF2 maps.

With a more ghoulish light level and slight modifications to some geometry, every level looks like a stereotypical haunted house. You may not be able to enter all of them in full detail, but it's the look that counts. The way that I described Kingpin of buildings appearing stacked on top of one another really comes into the light here, this indescribable crooked abstractness to all of it. I really can't find the words for it, but it's distinctly Halloweeny.

Here is a screenshot from Shoot Your Nightmare: Halloween Special.

Here is a stock image of a haunted house. This is definitely a look. I've decided to call it the 2fort-Yharnam Spectrum, patent pending, and it's something I'd like to invoke in Sinister City, while adding onto that with the grim industrial vibes of dieselpunk. I mean, this is all if I end up doing Sinister City. I could do the Dark Fantasy one or the Zombies one. But I'd like to properly flesh out all my choices before I pick. It'd be unfair to skim over an idea because I'm not feeling it right at the present moment, and then take a liking to it later but I can't because I spent all my time planning for another thing, and... you get the idea. It's the Doubt, basically.

[merrybrides]

Black Cauldron Halloween Cocktail

Black Cauldron Halloween Cocktail

Ingredients

1.5 oz Hornitos Black Barrel Tequila .75 oz fresh lemon juice .25 oz sage simple syrup* 2 dashes of Angostura bitters 1 capsule of activated charcoal Lemon wedge

Instructions

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice and shake vigorously. Strain into a couple glasses. Garnish with a lemon wedge.

*Sage simple syrup: Combine equal parts sugar and water with 3-5 sage sprigs and bring to a boil. Allow to cool before use.

[littlewalken]

Had a Harry Potter potion cauldron leak before I opened it so I put the goo in to a silicone mold, Halloween bottles from the craft store, to see what happens and how long it takes to dry. Will also see how the cauldron is when it dries.

I don't intend to make the potions as I want them for a display. As long as the cauldron isn't sticky all should be well. If this works I might drain the other cauldrons just to be sure.

As long as the mold is silicone everything should be okay.

*edit- The minverse resin is for shit, it won't set at all without UV light or the sun, I stuck my mold in the sun for hours and it still didn't set all the way. I use 2 part resin when I do because I have severe UV sensitivity and that resin yellows quickly.

I will hope none of the other cauldrons leak but if one does I will open all of them, drain the resin in to a container, put it in some molds and stick them in the sun.

When the cauldron is empty stick it in the sun to cure the resin, wash with blue Dawn soap and dry over night. If still sticky put it back in the sun. The resin just leaves some shiny spots in/on the cauldron which shouldn't detract from using it as a mini.

[casspurrjoybell-20]

FOOLS Fall - Chapter 10 - Part 2

BOOK TWO: The 'Fools Fall in Love' Trilogy

*Warning Adult Content*

Noah Wright

We got to Elliott's house around seven PM and discussed that we'd spend three hours there and then head to Jude's house.

Walking into his house, we had to go through a tunnel of fake spider webs with shockingly realistic looking spiders.

The room was dim with faint flashing lights that went off to the sound of thunder that boomed through speakers.

I followed Sam into the kitchen which looked like a crime scene with a tape outline of a person in the floor with fake blood on the counters and cabinets and caution tape.

"Damn, Elliott, you really know how to decorate," I commented after we all shared our greetings.

Elliott's costume was just as impressive as the decorations.

He had painted his skin a ghostly, pale white with fake contacts that made his eyes look foggy.

Around his eyes were red and it looked like some sort of virus took over him.

He had a black, mangled wig on and a ripped up black outfit.

His make up was horrifying.

Elliott told us he was a 'Living Dead Doll'.

Whatever that was?

"Thanks. Halloween's my favorite holiday," he grinned.

Carla had her face painted as a 'Day of the Dead skull' with extravagant art work and Carter was the basic Bears football player.

"Clever costume, Carter, weren't you a football player last year?" I asked him with a sardonic tone as I took a Tostitos chip from a cauldron bowl and scooped up the taco dip Carla brought.

"What are you, a stripper? Should I take a seat and put dollar bills in your pants as you give me a lap dance?" he jested back at me with a smirk.

Sam wrapped his hand around my upper arm.

"No but I'll be getting that lap dance later," my boyfriend said.

"Oh Deus, I feel lonely," Carla quipped which got a few chuckles.

Unfortunately with me driving to Jude's later, I couldn't drink but Sam could and everyone else was as well.

I did, however, smoke a bit with Carter and Elliottt 'which I was a little shocked to learn Elliot smoked weed'.

We played some games and ate junk food and candy with Scream playing in the background.

I was honestly surprised Carter stayed considering I was sure he knew of parties going on that night.

But then I remembered Sam telling me he thought Carter was interested in Elliott, so maybe that was why.

Sam and I had a good time and Sam was tipsy by the time ten PM rolled around and we said our goodbyes.

********

We got to Jude's house by a half hour past ten and the party was in full swing, packed with people.

Jude found us shortly after arriving.

"Hey, Noah," he exclaimed, clapping a hand on my shoulder.

Then he turned to Sam.

"Shawn, right? I'm Jude," he held out his hand.

With a tight lipped smile, Sam corrected him as he shook Jude's hand.

"It's Sam."

And he dropped his hand just as quickly as he held it.

Jude chuckled.

"Right. My bad, dude. You both look great," he told us with excitement as he examined our costumes.

"Are you kidding? I'm just wearing pants, you went all out," I said.

Jude was dressed as the devil, a sleek red suit with no shirt underneath so his chest is exposed.

He had red horns sticking out from his head that looked damn close to being real.

It looked like he spray painted his hair a shiny black.

Jude grinned mischievously.

"Welcome to Hell," he gestured to his party.

To be honest, the decorations weren't as extravagant as Elliott's but the house still looked party ready with faint strobe lights and raging music.

There were some fake spiderwebs along the walls and orange and purple lights strung up to give the room an eerie glow.

"Follow me," Jude commanded, waving us on as he turned around and headed past people.

"Shawn?" Sam questioned quiet enough for only me to hear.

His tone was sour.

I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and roped him into my side.

"Please try to get along with my friends. Jude doesn't know you. Don't make everything bigger than it is," I said and Sam didn't respond.

"Please?" I asked again.

"Okay," he agreed but I thought it was a reluctant agreement.

Nonetheless, we followed Jude into the kitchen where various alcohol bottles and drinks were set up.

A large punch bowl filled with red liquid and ice cubes that look like eyeballs were floating around in the drink.

Jude grabbed two red solo cups and poured the punch into each one.

He handed me one.

"Actually, I'm the DD tonight," I told him, passing my drink to Sam and I didn't miss the way Sam immediately started drinking.

I placed my arm on his waist.

"Aw, that's a shame," Jude said then looked at Sam.

"Good, right?" he asked referring to the beverage.

Sam only nodded and Jude looked as though he was about to say something else until his eyes moved beyond us and he shouted.

"Kyle. There you are, man, I've been looking for you," and he walked past us but not before tell me...

"You two enjoy yourself. Thanks for coming," and he disappeared in the crowd.

I grabbed Sam's drink that was almost gone.

"Jeez, Sam," I muttered and took a sip.

Oh God, it was strong.

I set the cup down.

"Let's dance," I suggested, taking Sam's hand and leading us to the makeshift dance floor.

I turned him around and grabbed his waist, pulling his body to mine.

I kissed the side of his neck and asked him in a whisper...

"Do you even know how sexy you are? Thank you for being here with me."

And I swore I felt Sam relax in my arms.

I didn't understand what made Sam so tense.

It wasn't like Jude was flirting with me and it wasn't like I'd even allow Jude to flirt with me.

Luckily, Sam seemed to ease his anxiety or jealousy or whatever the fuck that had got him so up tight that night.

Until about an hour or so later and three shots in Sam, when his mood changed.

[henvre]

Looking for a game this Halloween?

Why not play Phasmophobia!

(image taken from steam store)

Phasmophobia is a 4 player online co-op psychological horror. Paranormal activity is on the rise and it’s up to you and your team to use all the ghost-hunting equipment at your disposal in order to gather as much evidence as you can. Horror, Online Co-Op, Multiplayer, VR

"Phasmophobia" is a popular horror video game developed by Kinetic Games. In this game, you and up to three other players take on the roles of paranormal investigators who explore haunted locations to identify and interact with ghosts and other supernatural entities. The game is designed to be played in both single-player and multiplayer modes, with cooperative multiplayer being a significant aspect of the gameplay.

Current Events For the celebrating Halloween in Phasmophobia, the developers have added a cauldron in which the players could make potions. In doing so, the players would be rewarded with a new ID card badge and a new trophy. The players will need to gather recipe cards in different locations in the map and go back to the cauldron to create their potions. The Halloween event will be live on or around October 26.

Here's a general description of the gameplay in "Phasmophobia":

1. Team Cooperation: The game is primarily cooperative, and players work together to gather evidence of paranormal activity, identify the type of ghost haunting the location, and complete various objectives.

The game encourages to be played with other players or single player. Phasmophobia can also be played via VR for a more immersive experience. Additionally players can play with online friends or online public lobbies. 

2. Investigative Tools: Players have access to a variety of equipment and tools such as EMF readers, thermometers, spirit boxes, UV flashlights, and more to detect and record evidence of ghostly presence.

With the help of these tools it could make the investigation progress faster before it's too late.

3. Haunted Locations: You will explore a range of different environments, including houses, asylums, schools, and more, each with its own unique story and paranormal entities. These locations are often dimly lit and creepy, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

4. Evidence Collection: To identify the type of ghost, you need to collect evidence by interacting with the environment and using your tools. This may include capturing ghostly apparitions in photographs, detecting cold temperatures or other paranormal readings, and making ghostly entities communicate through the spirit box. Additionally this adds points and earnings depending on how many evidence you and your friends can gather while solving the mystery of the job of being ghost hunters in Phasmophobia.

5. Objectives: Each investigation comes with a list of objectives that you need to complete, such as discovering the ghost's presence, capturing a photo of the ghost, or preventing a haunting with the help of smudge sticks and other protective items. The Objectives also give a challenge other than running away from ghosts and avoid getting hunted while gathering evidence.

6. Ghost Interaction: Ghosts in the game react to player actions. They can manifest themselves, move objects, create chilling sounds, and even directly attack players. Players must use their tools wisely to gather evidence while avoiding being caught by the ghost. Did you know ghosts can actually hear and respond to you in the game? Using the various investigating tools such as the spirit box. Who knows, maybe the ghost is right there next to you.

7. Ghost Types: "Phasmophobia" features various types of ghosts, each with unique characteristics, behaviors, and weaknesses. Identifying the ghost type is a crucial part of the investigation. There are over 20 different ghost types currently in the game in which all have different methods in identifying each one with the help of the investigative tools to gather evidence and report which ghost type is haunting the place.

8. Fear System: As you explore and interact with ghosts, your character's sanity will gradually decrease. As your sanity drops, you become more vulnerable to the ghost's attacks, and the game becomes increasingly challenging and intense. Of course who wouldn’t lose their head after encountering something paranormal and being on edge every time while exploring an unknown place.

9. Multiplayer Experience: The game is designed for cooperative play, and voice communication with your teammates is essential for coordinating and strategizing during investigations. Naturally, communication is key in survival. Have you ever seen horror movies? You wouldn’t want to be separated from your group or if you can brave the hunt. 

10. Progression: As you complete investigations and earn money, you can use it to purchase better equipment and unlock more challenging locations. Additionally with each progression you can unlock different tools that are better than those you start with being a newbie in ghost hunting, you gather more experience but it also becomes harder as you progress.

"Phasmophobia" is known for its immersive atmosphere, jump scares, and the need for effective communication and teamwork among players. The game is especially popular among fans of horror and cooperative gameplay.

(The credits of the game)

In conclusion, Phasmophobia is indeed a game to feel spooked during the Halloween season and bring your friends as well, because it's more fun seeing each other getting scared, screaming and running away from the horrors in game. (Disclaimer: This is an academic related post. This blog is used for a school work and shall not be used under any circumstance to offend, criticize, or harm anyone. This is used only for writing online content, though the game Phasmophobia is indeed a real game by Kinetic Games. Images are from the game, captured by myself.)

[impuriities]

2, 4, 6, 8 & 10 !!

TWO. WHERE DO THEY PREFER TO READ? ON THE SOFA, IN BED, AT A TABLE, ON THE PORCH, IN A CAFÉ?  :  whenever i do anything involving the layout of the apartment that hande shares with ismene & justin, i always try to include double doors to a balcony surrounded by so many plants. i’ve always imagined that there’s an armchair in the corner of that part of their living area that hande most prefers to relax in, so that’s where i’m going to say she prefers to read, most especially on very rainy days < 3 

FOUR. WHAT’S THEIR FOOD WEAKNESS? WHAT FOOD CAN THEY NEVER TURN DOWN?  :  chips and guacamole dip, in general. right now, specifically, gherkins. 

SIX. WHAT HOLIDAY IS THEIR FAVORITE? WHICH IS THEIR LEAST FAVORITE?  :  ok. so. her favorite is christmas, but it’s important to note that the abaci’s are muslim ( hande considers herself a cultural muslim and is non practising ) and hande’s grandparents obviously don’t celebrate, and emir & melisa - who both decided they’d acknowledge it with hande - never celebrated it as a religious holiday. they both just liked the idea of a homecooked family meal with crackers and funny paper hats, and little hande always really enjoyed decorating the tree ( if her mum couldn’t make it, though she very often did, she would still send a new decoration from somewhere she’d been abroad ) and unwrapping presents. it being a major thing at hogwarts also factored into her love, and she still has a very strong appreciation for the aesthetic of the holiday. in sharp contrast, she never really saw the point in any of the other holidays that hogwarts observed, so a blanket ‘they’re all kinda her least favorite’ applies. i don’t think she or eliza enjoy halloween, but i think hande has genuine reasoning attached to finding the whole thing a little unsettling ! 

EIGHT. WHAT SORT OF TOYS DID THEY PLAY WITH AS A CHILD?  :  stuffed bears, dolls, a kids size cauldron with faux ingredients you could mix together for various effects... at one point she definitely had one of those low flying broomsticks, but i think falling off of it when she was very, very young is why hande has a dislike for flying to this day. 

TEN. DO THEY EAT BREAKFAST? WHAT’S A TYPICAL BREAKFAST LOOK LIKE FOR THEM?  :  she was pretty bad at eating breakfast consistently, but she’s making sure to do it these days - even if it’s just a smoothie, or just a few slices of toast & a glass of milk. if she’s really feeling like spending time on the prep, she’ll cut fresh fruit and eat it with yogurt or oatmeal, but sometimes that is just too much effort. 

𝙳𝙸𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂  »  currently not accepting  !

[darknesslioness]

THE HALLOWEEN CAULDRON - PART 2

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Tonight, I have some sketches to make you all awwww at cuteness and shiver in horror.

TONIGHT, I have three posts for you.

The first, a collection of warmth and cold.

The second, an illustration of a story told.

And the third, a nightmare to unfold.

Behold, the Second.

Here, I have illustrated a scene from an role play that @freckleocalypse and I did together soon after the release of my Venom Trials sketch post. Freckle’s Abel decided to keep his symbiote, Toxin, and the two have been bonding over different things ever since.

So, here I have edited and cut out a scene from our RP that the drawing originates from. Enjoy!

NOTE: Responses from the RP (both from me and Freckle obviously) have been edited together in order to create a smoother story flow.

Context: In a forest close to the kingdom’s castle, Toxin and Abel are currently in a hunting competition with Phage, who has taken full control of Sebastian. Phage has just taken off in another direction, while Abel, with his symbiote Active around him, continue forward in search of their own prey.

“DEAL.” With a shark’s smile and fiendish glare, Phage agrees. The symbiote then vanishes from their presence, almost noiseless now, as Toxin senses it traveling farther and farther away from them at frightening speed.

Not one to be shown up, Toxin focuses on another direction, ironically along the forest ruins of its past rampage. Strictly ignoring that fact, it concentrates on the hunt, merging its advanced senses with its host’s.

Abel’s vision blurs and warps, eyes dilating in a way completely unnatural from the norm. His sight becomes sharper, clearer, and even magnifying. Clouds and shapes of gradienting colors erupt from almost every point of focus as they take in by sight and by scent the pulsing life-force and chemical output of every living thing within a large radius around them. Such a sensory overload should have been mind-breaking for any human, but the symbiote’s mind acted as a filter for his, sorting through the different signatures for Abel and merging its mind enough with his own to make it capable of comprehending the sheer amount of data.

Amazed by the new sense of sight, Abel looks around excitedly before focusing on a certain cloud that drifts past them, quickly turning to follow it. Toxic Abel jumps silently from tree to tree as they move further away from Phage and the first boar’s corpse. Roaming a bit, Abel finally comes to a stop, hidden in an oak that overlooks the forest floor. He remains silent and tries to keep Toxin as quiet as possible when they see a boar almost as big as a cow wander past, its tusks huge and chiseled from hundreds of battles and it’s hide prickly and scarred. Abel finds no trouble in keeping Toxin silent in the approach, its hunting instinct taking hold.

A wide grin tugs at their face as Abel watches the boar silently. After waiting for the perfect moment to strike, he quickly leaps down right on top of the massive beast and kills it instantly with a spear-shaped claw driven straight into its head.

The animal collapses under them, one leg breaking as it is bent at an odd angle under the sudden force of the weight upon it. Not that it mattered, as the pain center was destroyed with the forceful stab, the rest of the brain quickly dying after it.

Toxin quickly has their teeth snapping, their jaws salivating at the fresh kill, but it pauses before its instincts could drive it forward. Restrained, it eyes the glistening blood draining from the hole in the animal’s skull, growling a bit before it starts a strained request.

“IF YoU DoN’T MiNd …”

Abel shudders a little at the thought of what Toxin intended to do before smiling again.

”H-Hey, I won’t be needing the head. Go crazy.”

The symbiote had enough insight and sense to lock Abel out from all his senses before letting hungry instinct take over, jaws widening and lunging forward to quickly shatter the boar’s head with an effect similar to Phage’s. Still perched on the huge boar’s humped back, it pulls their head back, seeking to tear the top of the boar’s skull off. The neck of the hog is quickly pulled back to an unnatural angle, a snapping series of pops and cracks sounding from the boar’s neck before the skull cap finally rips free in a spray of blood.

Bone and hide start to be pulverized and liquidized between acid teeth as the boar’s head thumps heavily back against the ground, a damaged brain sliding and hanging in ropy lumps off the side of its head by the brain stem.

The drive to consume surges at the sight of the prized grey matter covered in red, and Toxin has scarcely swallowed before it snatches up the vital organ in their foaming jaws and rips it completely free of the skull. It savors the taste for a moment before greedily gorging it all down their throat. It growls loudly in satisfaction as the chemical compounds within the muscle immediately begin to sate a portion of its hunger and begin to fuel the strength and mass of its symbiotic matter.

Its predatory instinct fading a bit, it regards the rest of the head before scoffing at it, uninterested. Making a clean cut at the neck, slicing through flesh and bone just as easily as Phage had with his boar, it grabs the large snout and tosses the head’s remains into the distance between the trees, a trail of raining blood following after it. It begins licking and wiping their face and body clean of gore as it lets Abel’s mind back out of its shuttered state.

After a moment, Abel decides to speak up, his distorted voice leaving their shared mouth as Toxin finishes licking their killing claw clean.

”You didn’t have to block my senses off like that.” He smiles a little as he climbs off the boar and picks its body up over their shoulder to carry it.

“I’Ve haVe LoNG LeArNeD ThAt MoST HuMAns Are . . . SenSITiVe … To OuR FeEdInG HaBiTs, EsPeCiAlLY WheN It Is TheIr BoDY DoInG The EAtiNG.”

”Heh, thanks for considering that, Tox.” Abel smiles more before looking around.

”We should probably find Phage and see if he caught anything. Something tells me we won.”

Toxin grimaces at the notion of rejoining its pest of an uncle, barely keeping their claws from stabbing into the boar in its fierce dislike. Luckily, its gaze catches onto a cluster of distinct life signs about half a mile off, deeper into the woods. Zooming in to watch the shapes bob and strut amongst the chorus of other pulsing life, it grins. The tendrils along their back begin to snake around the boar’s body on their shoulder, beginning to wrap around it like dozens of inky, red, boa constrictors.

“WhY StOP NoW? ThErE’S STiLL PlEnTy MoRe HuNTinG To BE DONe.”

Looking over to the new life, Abel frowns a bit.

”I don’t know….I guess we could do one more before finishing up. Just remember the rules, Phage has to follow them and so do we.”

Toxin doesn’t reply as its tendrils finish completely covering the boar, the red tentacles fusing together in a seal. And then, smaller tendrils shot out of the top of the symbiote encasement, latching onto the limbs above like web-like strings. Abel can feel the roots of the tendrils encasing the boar detached from their back as the red, fleshy strings automatically pull the boar from their shoulder and into the tree above. Barely any time passes before the tendrils they lost are replaced with new ones, growing from their back to sway and writhe behind them again.

Taking the permission gladly, Toxin takes the reins, leaving their first catch behind safely in the tree and sprinting them through the trees towards their next target.

In a small, grassy clearing, fat bodies of feathered brown, grey, and black parade and bob, yelps and gobbles following them through the tall grass. Several toms and jakes occupy the little field, puffing out feathers and beards, coloring their necks, and spreading tails and wings as they size each other up and strut before the females in a show of dominance in size and grooming. The outnumbering females pick and peck between tuffs of grass for nuts and seeds, seemingly uninterested in the showy suitors.

One heavy weight rules them all, the other gobblers keeping distance and lowering their displays when his is turned to them in threat. This one flaunts its size and perfect plumage freely and radiates confidence, having already mated with half of the hens present. He sets his eyes on another prospect, a large female that had only just arrived, yanking out the roots of the sweet grasses.

He immediately starts to strut before her once he gets close enough, showing off the shine of his feathers and the width of their barb. She shows little interest over her rich feeding. He ups his game and steps to the side, circling her in a careful dance. She lifts her head and watches with mild interest at his footwork, showing that he is no amateur. He puffs up a little bit more and plays a bit of drumming in his chest for her, slowly coming closer when she doesn’t move away with his advances. Her head turns left and right as she eyes him, sizing him up for herself. She is no amateur either in this game and will only accept the best.

He sways a bit on his feet as he steps forward luxuriously and emits a series of spitting sounds to finish off his booming drum. Finally, her interest seems caught by his musical dance and she moves forward, beginning to circle him. He circles back, their spiraling bringing them closer and closer to each other until they face each other a foot away.

Long, massive claws strike the ground between them, goring the earth and shredding grass.

”MaY I CuT In?”

Toxin hisses as the two turkeys, along with the rest of their group, flutter into a startled panic, frantically beating their wings to take to the air in escape.

The symbiote holds its and Abel’s attention on the big male, watching the terrified womanizer take flight and gain some distance from them before it laughs.

”Or MaYbE CuT OFF?”

With a powerful spring of their legs, it shots them into the sky, rapidly closing distance of the head-start that the alien had given the bird. The fast, heavy beat of its wings, the cloud-dotted sky emerging over the trees, and pure terror are the last things the turkey perceives as its head spins higher into the air, suddenly detached from its falling body with a rain of red.

Toxic Abel lands back down upon the grassy earth with agility and grace, not a claw out of place as they meet the ground like a dismounting panther.

The fat, feathered body hits the ground with a heavy thud and a falling trail of blood and feathers. Even headless, it continues to flap its wings and claw at the ground in vicious twitches, staining a red circle in the grass.

With a grin, Toxic Abel crouches not far from it, watching. Then, without even having to look up, it throws back their head and parts their jaws wide just in time to catch the turkey’s falling head and neck, its teeth snapping shut as they swallow it whole, beak and all. The other turkeys had only just all disappeared into the trees that moment.

”AAaahhh, FeAr. The BeSt KiND oF SeAsONiNG, EvEn If OnlY A SpRiNkLiNG FoR ThiS One.”

While Toxin enjoys the turkey, Abel tries to keep himself from gagging.

”O-Okay … m-maybe blocking my senses when you eat isn’t such a bad idea …”

Thanks for reading! This excerpt was from a collab role play with @freckleocalypse. Give her some love!

THE HALLOWEEN CAULDRON - PART 3

[cherrynott]

howlers; h.p.

pairing: harry james potter x fem!reader

synopse: everytime harry fucks anything up and gets in trouble, there is a bet: which howler will he be receiving?

warnings: everything’s fine au, howlers, james and sirius being an iconic duo, just fluff

word count: 1.4k

a/n: this idea is from a pin i saw (can’t link it here), so credits to its owner! hope you enjoy it :)

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Harry James Potter's life was no easy task, but in the best way possible.

Voldemort had been defeated on the fateful 31st October of 1981, within the dark sky of halloween night. No one knew exactly what happened; just that he went to the Potter's to kill the youngest of them, and the curse, apparently, backfired. There was also a rumor about a stag and a black dog, but we will not get into detail. All that mattered was that Voldemort was gone. For good.

Most of his followers went to Azkaban, including Peter Pettigrew, for his betrayal and hidden devoted passion to the dark side. There were some rebellions in the following years, but nothing too big, as their leader had fallen. And because there were such good aurors taking care of everything.

So, having James Potter as his father, Sirius Black as his godfather, and Remus Lupin as his, basically, second father and godfather, growing up was eventful, to say the least.

Don't get him wrong; he absolutely loved them with all of his might. He just wished that they made it easier for him sometimes. Like now, for example.

It was a typical wednesday morning. Everyone was in the Great Hall, as breakfast time was still going and there would be no classes for another half an hour.

You were currently almost completely in your boyfriend's lap, eating your cereals and talking happily to Ginny and Hermoine.

Harry, however, was not very happy; in fact, he was dreading every minute of this breakfast.

He had his arms wrapped around your waist, and his head was buried in your shoulder, eyes closed. He was trying his best to ignore his friends' teasing, the glances from people around and, mainly, the big windows.

Why? Because Hedwig would enter the Hall any minute now. Why was he dreading it? Howlers, of course.

He had pranked Snape along with the Weasley twins the previous day. It was pretty good, if you asked Harry. All of the cauldrons had exploded, and confetti was thrown at Snape, as it was his birthday. They just had to do it. One week of detention and McGonagalls lectures were more than worth it. But there was a little detail that Harry always seemed to forget; the howler he would get the day after.

There were just three options:

1, James and Sirius congratulating him and wishing they were there;

2, Lily wanting to beat his arse;

Or 3, everything mixed together and the complete chaos.

So, here he was; trying to hide in you, hoping you would save him. "Harry, love, I swear to Merlin, I loved your prank-"

"Hey!--" Fred and George yelled from somewhere.

"- but what were you expecting? They do this all the time. You better be hoping that my mom won't be in that howler, then it would be embarrassing," you grinned at him. In all honesty, you usually were involved in the mess (growing up with Harry would do that to you) and your mom was a troublemaker along with the Marauders in their years- the only voice of sense being Lily (even though we all know that Lily secretly loved it all). So, this didn't really faze you; it was actually amusing.

You weren't part of this prank because Harry wanted it to be a surprise. And one hell of a surprise it was.

You too got a week worth of detention because you couldn't stop laughing. Ron and Dean got 3 days. The rest of the students got all one night just because.

"Why can't they just be normal people?" Harry's muffled voice asked.

You rolled your eyes, still smiling. "We are talking about our families here, Harry. Nothing less should be expected."

A few moments passed. Everyone was talking with their friends, and the High Table was still full with all of the professor's and staff. The noise in the Great Hall was full of life, and it was strangely comforting.

Suddenly all the chatter died down, and everyone was looking at the windows. Harry immediately seated upright and snapped his head to the windows direction.

The motion almost made you fall, and that made Harry wrap his arms tighter around you, and pull your body flushed against his well-built chest.

A snowy owl majestically flew around the room with two letters in its beak. One of them was bright red.

Harry loudly groaned which got several chuckles from around. He could swear that Hedwig did this every time for attention. Sirius probably bribed her to do it; fly in the most attention-bringer moment. Fucking Padfoot.

The letters fell into your lap, as you were still on Harry. You cackled loudly as you picked the howler up and wiggled it right in front of Harry's face.

Harry pouted and took the letter, sighing. Looking around, he saw every single pair of eyes on them, the silence defining.

Harry closed his eyes tightly in exasperation, taking one last deep breath, and opened the howler.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, WHAT THE HELL--" Lily's voice bellowed.

"I AM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU, SON!--"

"James Fleamont,"

"MOONY MOONY MOONY, DID YA HEARD ABOUT THE PRANK?!"

"SIRIUS, NO! WHERE DID YOU CAME FROM, OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

"PADS, THE PRANK ON SNIVELLUS, BRILLIANT! He learned it from me--"

"Actually, if he learned it from someone it was from me. Remember that time, Remus and Sirius were--" your mother's voice echoed through the letter.

"NO! Out of here!" Remus' voice yelled in the background.

"And he got what? One week worth of detention? AMAZING!" Sirius laughed.

"Minnie's getting soft, honestly--"

"Harry, please behave; I love you- James you get back here right this second or I swear to Godric."

"Lily-flower, darling, hey--!" James yelped after a big metallic bang!.

"Goodbye, Harry, " Remus chuckled.

"Don't forget to write to us! And you too Y/N!" your mother excitedly said.

"PADFOOT NO--!"

And the howler ended.

For ten solid seconds, no one said anything.

And then, the chaos started.

Yells and money was being passed around. At this point, it was regular free entertainment for everyone. Harry wanted to at least pretend that he was embarrassed, but really, he couldn't.

You yelled out a 'yes!' before jumping from Harry’s lap and running to the High Table.

Once you reached it, you slammed your two hands right in front of Dumbledoor and McGonagall. "Well, professor, it seems like you have a small debt to pay, isn't it?" you smirked.

Dumbledoor sighed. "Very well. Ms. Y/L/N," he gave you a small bag full of galleons. "Minerva," he gave McGonagall another one.

"Yes, Albus, Ms. Y/L/N is quite right, I reckon. And I believe you also owe me something, no?" Minerva raised her eyebrows with a small proudful smile.

You high-fived McGonagall, who rolled her eyes, and put your galleons in a hidden pocket of your robe. "Nice doing business with you. Headmaster, Minnie," you started to walk run back to her table.

When you got there, everything was still the same. Yells, laughs, bickering, the usual. You took place in your boyfriend's lap again, this time facing him and grinned as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Hello there, my love!"

Harry bit his lip, trying to contain his amusement. "How much did you get this time?"

You eyed him suspiciously. However, you quickly gave in when Harry raised an eyebrow. "...20 galleons," you answered proudly.

Harry grinned. "Why do they keep betting with you?"

"Maybe they still haven't memorised the sore taste of loss?" you sighed dramatically.

"Merlin, I love you so much," Harry laughed and brought your face closer.

"Of course you do, doesn't everybody?" you teased.

Harry deadpanned.

"I'm kidding! I'm kidding, I've been spending way too much time with Padfoot, haven't I?" you tried again. No response from Harry. You then beamed. "I love you."

Harry brushed your lips together, a soft smile adorning his face. And when you were sure he would kiss you, he suddenly smirked. "Doesn't everybody?"

"Harry James Potter!"

Yes, his life really was not easy, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

[separatist-apologist]

ACOTAR characters on Boxing Day rank?

Halloween, you mean? I just explained that I was an ignorant, shoe-less American. @the-lonelybarricade tried to educate me, it's like second Christmas? Sorry anon, I wish we could be more cultured. But we can't.

17. Amren- absolutely will not hand candy to children

16. Azriel- went too hard on the haunted themed yard and now no one will approach the drive way. Doesn't help his costume is horrifying.

15. Mor- Sets up a booth at the edge of the driveway charging $3 for spiked apple cider for parents only. HEAVY pours, these parents don't realize they're fucked until their kids are running amok. Only tricks tonight.

14. Nesta- forces children to share a joke before handing one piece of candy, doesn't laugh if the joke isn't funny. A lot of shamed children that night.

13. Jurian- Buys massive bag of candy, eats it himself in his living room while refusing to answer the doorbell. He's not handing out $16 worth of candy to CHILDREN

12. Tamlin- Doesn't dress up or decorate yard. Traditional triangle eyes pumpkin. Did buy candy but it's smarties. Porch light off by 9pm.

11. Feyre- Projector on the lawn playing Nightmare Before Christmas. Family costume with something cute and unoffensive that definitely reminds all the other moms that she is still hot and so is her husband.

10. Cassian- Sitting in middle of the street in lawn chair with other dads, surrounded by fire pit. Set up a massive table with candy, doesn't care how much the children take because he has POUNDS of it in the garage. It will all be gone by the end of the night

9. Gwyn- "oh my gosh, what are you supposed to be?" all night. Active interest in every costume she sees, giving out candy left and right. Runs out too quickly and has to rob Cassian for more.

8. Emerie- Speakers with halloween themed jams in her yard. Fistfuls of candy straight from plastic cauldron. Wore a witch costume, looks very cute.

7. Lucien- Halloween party at his house. All his friends are smashed. Doorbell rings, watches his wife dresses as slutty poison Ivy give a bunch of toddlers candy. Someone pukes in an expensive vase.

6. Vassa- trick or treating with everyone else. What do you mean this is only for children? Has the SPIRIT of a child, give her the fucking candy, Nesta.

5. Helion- King of the slutty halloween costume. Absolutely came to that party to ruin lives. Shots in the kitchen, accidentally pukes in a vase.

4. Tarquin- fun haunted maze for children that is absolutely age appropriate. Shirtless costume has all the moms lingering at the edge of the yard (INCLUDING FEYRE GIRL WE CAN SEE YOU)

3. Rhysand- somehow always has a beer in hand? Massive halloween light display. Pumpkins carved into super neat shapes. Fog machine has turned yard into a spooky graveyard. Part of the a couple costume, watching Tarquin next door VERY closely.

2. Elain- Slutty poison Ivy costume UNMATCHED. Bought full-sized candy bars in bulk, says nothing when she sees repeat children hitting up her door. Best halloween party on the block, spooky halloween treats on theme and yet so delicious. Understands Halloween is equal parts being hot and being nice to kids.

1. Eris Vanserra- King of the pumpkin patch himself. Appropriate spooky front yard, just enough to make people wary but not so horrifying they won't come up. Full-sized candy IF they put one of his goodest boys ever. Handing out shots to parents. Yard a Halloween-wonder land of pumpkins and ghosts. Absolute best night of the year for Eris, who will deny he enjoys it at all. Closes up shop around 11 to show his brother how to have a good time, wakes up on the front lawn cheek pressed to the grass.

[shastakiss]

I was asked about maxis-match supernatural/spooky/magical custom content here, not including 4t2 conversions. Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V

1. spooky rc of 3t2 Simlish quilt 2. @pixelatedollhouse's supernatural pin-ups 3. MsBarrows' Thackaray add-ons 4. @ohbehave007's Trick-Or-Treat set 5. @ohbehave007's Happy Halloween set 6. spooky rc of @hugelunatic's 3t2 dollhouse 7. @the-garden-statue's 3t2 Grim's Guitar (@crispsandkerosene's Argon version) 8. @crispsandkerosene's Makin' Magic Mystery Man 9. @ohbehave007's Octoplush 10. @ohbehave007's Zombear

11. @hafiseazale's Coffins Pulled Apart 12. beOSBoxBoy's Catacombs for Halloween 13. windkeeper's Arachnophobia 14. mutske's tss goth emptied bookcase and clutter 15. @darkmoon689's extracted cauldrons and pedestals