#trickortreat bags

[caffeinatedkris]

(via "Creepy Chemist and Her Vampire Boyfriend Frank" Premium Scoop T-Shirt for Sale by kristalcurt) 

 https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/164446676

[kristalcurt]

[pumpkidgrove]

"Süßes oder Saures“⁠ "Trick or Treat“⁠

Halloween 2021:⁠ TRILOGIE⁠ TRILOGY⁠⁠

https://www.pumpkidgrove.de⁠⁠

[waywardstation]

PREORDERS FOR SUBMAS SNACK BAG SHAKER CHARMS HAVE OPENED!!

You can check them out here in my store, and preorder now! Preorders last from TODAY, NOVEMBER 1 AT 10:00 AM PST to NOVEMBER 15 AT 11:59 PM PST. Please note I may extend preorders by a week, but it is not guaranteed yet.

Don't forget to use the discount code TRICKORTREAT in the first week of preorders to get 10% off! (only applies to snack bag charms)

ALL HALLOWEEN MERCH FROM OCTOBER IS NOW ON SALE AS WELL! Check them out if you havent gotten any yet!

[honkbird]

trick or treat!

A Delicious wheel of sushi ,, for your trickortreat bag

[mysticdragon3art]

My version of the Halloween to Christmas season meme.

FIGURES: Nendoroid Halloween Miku, using Onodera Kosaki faceplate. Nendoroid Snow Miku 2014, using Nendoroid More Christmas female outfit.

SUBJECT(S): My version of meme "October 31 vs November 1", where people express how their celebration of Halloween immediately ends, to make room for celebrating Christmas/Xmas as soon as possible. Personally, I refuse to let go of Halloween. I go into Halloween withdrawal on November 1, instead of immediately celebrating Christmas season. (In fact, I think we should at least celebrate Thanksgiving season instead of jumping straight to Christmas.)

PROPS: red yarn. Halloween Miku's jackolantern. Scrapbook paper backdrop. Glitter foam sheet grounding. Artificial autumn leaves. Black artificial flowers. DIY trickortreat bag.

DATE OF PHOTOSHOOT: 11/15/2023

FONT: Arial Rounded MT Bold, size 250, white. Stroke: size 21px, opacity 100%, black.

[copepods]

in front of you is a vaguely familiar black cat with mustache and glasses. trickortreater? it doesnt seem to want to speak up but its showing you its open bag

i offer you: the excitable cape bunting

[anawkwardlady]

Dadbastian week day 5 : Friendly advice

Uuh, that one was late too. Fortunately I had a bit of that one already written so it helped. Posted TrickOrTreat/Different Kids on the same day. I'm tired lol.

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As always the manor is silent, though today that silence never broke. 

“I rarely had the chance to see you so calm and disposed, Sir.”

Sebastian’s taunts are not reciprocated, unsurprisingly. He was puzzled over Faustus’ letter, calling for advice over a situation he wasn’t able to handle and once again when he met a living doll lying on the bed where the master should be sleeping, confirming the nonsensical words he read on paper. Alois Trancy usually had a vibrant aura, an odd power of bringing life where emptiness found its nest. However, that gift seemed to have slipped out of his body and left an empty shell. Or it probably sunk deep within and made a cocoon of some sort, that would be more appropriate of an analogy. There, tucked under covers, his once alert eyes remained unfocused, vague. Was he even aware of his surroundings? If he was, the boy did not say any word, nor made any sound to protest Sebastian’s presence. If the Phantomhive butler was to take his arm, the boy would simply let him do so, and let it collapse as soon as it was released. 

“It’s not an uncommon state of his,” Claude explained, as if the boy was absent or napping between. Even if those heavy bags under his gaze indicated his state was far from being soothing. “Usually, it happens for a few minutes, hours on bad days… It never lasted this long, though.”

If Sebastian did not feel that sense of bitterness in the spider’s voice, he would probably have made a comment about how rested everyone must be. It’s been more than a few days since he received a letter, therefore just about the time to get concerned. Alois would only get up for absolute necessities, wouldn’t feed unless he was helped during the process, and even though he would mostly nibble, take a bite, then stop. He would say a word or two at most, wouldn’t scream at Hannah when she tried caring for his hair or tucking him in, wouldn’t scream at the triplets when they looked at him with curiosity and whispered at each other, wouldn’t scream at Claude for not paying attention. He wouldn’t scream anymore. It was started to be missed, in some ways.

The demon doesn’t need to explain the obvious. Sebastian had himself dipped his hands in the rusted cogs of human malfunctions once. A creature is a creature, none of them wants to feed on a starved corpse, but on a heart just when it reaches the right beat. Those types of reactions triggered a sense of fear to them, especially since humans were so tricky to help. An annoying puzzle in which each move could break it even more. Logical reasoning wouldn’t work here. He could understand in some ways, though his own master was far from catatonia in his times. He had used unconventional methods that happened to be working… But couldn’t in good conscience recommend them to the spider, since the Phantomhive earl was so different. Maybe Alois would retreat even further in, and never break in his state, ever, if he was to get brutally ripped out of his shell. Sebastian did not need another thousand years of feud with another demon. If he was the same as he was before, he would advise him to accept it as it is, just eat the fruit unripe and move on. He learned however, to tame himself, maybe the other butler did or was on the path. Explaining the humble call for help.  

“Was he seeing people?” He asked, carefully. 

“He was seeing us everyday” 

Sebastian chuckled, “This is not what I meant.”

“Then, he…” Claude paused, “was not for a time. We did lose track of such things.”

“You cannot lose track of such things.”

“I am aware.”

Other events surely did happen, but even this wasn’t a sure thing. A small silence set.

“Sir Trancy, would it please you to play with us?” questioned the Phantomhive Butler. 

“It’s unnecessary, he won’t answer you.” Claude replied for him, raising an eyebrow. 

“He does listen however, don’t you?” he finished the sentence, turning his head to the blond boy who simply blinked back. 

They left and placed a few books and games in the bedroom. Sebastian gave one book to the spider, hoping that by this time, he would have got where he was coming from. And every time they talked, the Phantomhive Butler made it so the boy would be solicited. It’s a lot of work for such a sick human but a necessary evil. Sebastian was scolded before for his unthoughtful decisions regarding his master’s health. He just couldn’t leave the great opportunity to now take that role with pride. Faustus, there's no doll in this house, no corpses either. Therefore your master is there and shall be treated as if he was. If as ill, then it would be as an ill, living human. 

“Master, would you still like to have tea with a light snack? It is getting late… But I will allow it this time,” Claude asked.

A soft answer escaped the boy’s lips, which mere humans would have trouble hearing. Obviously those men did not. Still, Sebastian would ask for a bit more work from him today. 

“We did not hear you, little one.” he said, as the spider side eyed him.

“...”

Alois glanced at him for a few seconds, then, with a little annoyance in the voice he finally repeated,

“I said… It must be Tea Time somewhere in the world still…”

This was quite the long yes. The Phantomhive Butler wasn’t unhappy to get a bit under his skin. This bratty display wouldn’t work with him. Truly, Claude could sometimes be the softest of those two. Knowing his time to come home was approaching, he bowed and paid his respects to the master of the house. 

“You might receive letters soon, I hope you will soon get well enough to read and answer them all!”

He then left the room, escorted by Faustus where they could finally talk as two. Putting his coat on, Sebastian said, “You might need some patience, but I do hope this is the right path.”

“I mastered patience quite well, I will be able to handle the rest of it” the other servant replied, 

“Good… You understand then.”

“Indeed.”

They exchanged a long stare. This now was a word, creature to creature, since the servants and the caregivers already found their answers.

“Never let them escape, Faustus.”

[blockofhoney]

TRICKORTREAT!!!!!!!!!! 🤠

:D happy halloween i am putting this bookmark that reminded me of you into your treat bag <3

[bun-nuit]

trickortreat!!!!!!!!

hello hello :D happy halloween !!!! so sorry for the delay 🙇🙇

i wrote a short little thing a while back (i wanna say june ??) inspired by both your red bull boys piece and jess' fic based on your art but it's just been pretty much sitting in my notes until now LOL ---

In the lull between his media obligations, Yuki finds Max half slumped against the wall in an otherwise empty corridor, presumably on his own break.

There aren't any cameras. No watching eyes—although lately, it's gotten harder and harder to tell what's really there and what isn’t. Just Yuki and Max and the sound of their ragged breathing.

Reaching into his bag, Yuki finds two water bottles, keeping one for himself and holding the other out. Max looks up and takes it gratefully. Then he pauses.

“You alright, mate? You look, ah, a bit stressed.”

Yuki’s aware of what he looks like. His hair’s unkempt. The hems of his sleeves are stretched out from constant fidgeting. He's got dark circles under his eyes like thumb prints pressed into his skin, bruising, haunting, a reminder every time he glances in a mirror or screen that he knows. He knows, and there's no way to go back to when he didn’t.

'A bit stressed' is a kind way to put it. 

Max, when he can afford to be Max and not Red Bull's Max Verstappen, is kind, Yuki has come to know. 

But as he meets Max's earnest gaze, sees the polite concern in his eyes, begins to let himself hope that he could say what's been on his mind and someone would actually listen, Yuki feels the pressure in his bones grow. Invisible hands tighten around his throat. He stills.

His eyes land on the embroidered bull on Max's cap. A similar one sits on his own chest like a brand. 

It's been a long time since Yuki has known himself as anything but Red Bull's.

Yuki smiles. "I'm okay. Just a little tired. I'll sleep it off."

[bonzatrading]

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[caffeinatedkris]

[jerzydrozd]

🎃🎃Another session of Spooky Minicomics!🎃🎃 If you can't make it to the Oct 17 workshop, you can join the fun at the @columbuslibrary 's Dublin branch on October 29. Details here: events.columbuslibrary.org Let's make minicomics to drop in Trick-or-Treat bags. 💀🎃🦇🕷️🐈‍⬛🕸️🍭🍬👻 #Halloween #Spooky #Comics #Zines #Minicomics #TrickOrTreat Find more of my photos on Instagram and/or Pixelfed

[pumpkidgrove]

"Bauschaumschädel"⁠ "Building foam skull"⁠

Halloween 2019:⁠ ANTHOLOGIE - Die Dioremen des Schreckens⁠ ANTHOLOGY - The dioremes of fright

⁠www.pumpkidgrove.de

[adoptfashion]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: NWT Walt Disney World Halloween Bag.

[song-of-the-rune]

thought I'd wait till the last minute to get halloween candy so i could get a paycheck in first. Well. The store already switched all of it out for christmas candy??? So i have a small bag of christmas candy to distribute if we get trickortreaters here >_> haha