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autumn/halloween sentence starters! 🍂🍁🎃

masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters! some are original, but most are collected from other posts.

​❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞

❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞

❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞

​❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞

❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞

❝ help me decorate! ❞

​❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞

​❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞

​❝ bring a jacket! ❞

​❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞

​❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞

​❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞

​❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞

*sneeze* ​❝ sorry, allergies. ❞

​❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞

​❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞

​❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞

​❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞

❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞

​❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞

​❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞

​❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞

​❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞

​❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞

❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞

❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞

❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ we have to get out of here! ❞

❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞

❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞

❝ what did you get? ❞

❝ want to trade candy? ❞

❝ i got a rock. ❞

❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞

❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞

❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞

❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞

❝ trick or treat! ❞

❝ happy halloween! ❞

❝ happy fall! ❞

❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞

❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞

❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞

❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞

❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞

❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞

❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞

❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞

❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞

❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞

❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞

❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞

❝ i just saw something! ❞

❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞

❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞

❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞

❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞

❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞

❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞

❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞

❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞

❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞

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cont. from here.

"Intoxicating kind?" Soohyun repeated, deliberately applying an almost perplexed tone of voice, as if he had no clue as to what the other man might be implying.

But, oh, did he know. As his hands gripped the flavorless iced coffee that should've tasted like hazelnut, a single thought—a wish to replace the coffee with something more hard-hitting—crossed his mind, causing Soohyun's mouth to curl in a slight twist. Hi, I'm Soohyun and I was once nearly an alcoholic? Nah. He wished. The Magick had taken even that possibility away.

"If it was acceptable to come to work ever so slightly under the influence of a substance, don't you think I'd have done it by now?" But, why would Taira know? The two had just met the day before, over university lunch which bore the warlock to death.

"So, Taira-san," as easy as flipping the pages of a book, Soohyun spoke in Japanese, though he did feel his accent was a bit off. "What do you like to do when you go out there to play?"

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Babylon had been accustomed to the reaction of instant denial, from creatures of this plane and realms far beyond, when presented with a simple prospect of need. Yet, the added nonchalance, and a hint of, likely, feigned naivete that they caught in other's eyes was what intrigued them, causing Babylon to lift one eyebrow as words, unsaid, lingered in the air: oh really?

"So, if I were to tell you for a fact that the world as you know it was going to end tomorrow," Babylon postulated, "would you think you've lived a fulfilling life, without regrets? There's absolutely nothing you would have wished to have had, or done?"

It was ironic, a bit, since Babylon was never one to believe in absolutes, although they had been created from one. Yet, a little toying around with irony hurt no one.

@lupusxdei inquired:  “ you think i don’t already know what you need ? ”

“My life lacks nothing..so what do you think I could need?” It was genuine curiosity that played into his choice of words, as well as those big brown eyes looking at them with fascination. Ekko could not remember the last time he had needed anything, at least materialistically speaking. Anything else did not come to mind. Like genuinely personal connection, feeling loved and appreciated for more than just fame and fortune. There surely where plenty of things he did need and was oblivious to.

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Han Jitae could have waited; just as patiently as he had watched the woman squeeze the delicate remains of life from the body now lying limp on the cold, hard ground, he could have waited for her to leave before collecting the acrid soul pleading for mercy within the confines of flesh and bones. It was trapped, desperate for release, but in the presence of Death, it could move no further than the safety of the bones until he decided to which oblivion it would be cast.

Not sooner had he spoken to the woman, however, had the blade been pressed against his pallid skin, making Jitae wish, if for a second, that he had indeed waited. But, he couldn't. Even Death could feel curious. As she spoke, his human name oozing from her lips, the corners of Jitae's mouth curled upward - part in irony, part in defeat.

"If I were you, I'd put the knife down," Jitae said, feigning just enough concern in his voice lest he rose an alarm. "There's not much use in threatening me." He lifted his hand, and placed his fingers over the hand that held the blade against his neck. "It'd be better to direct your worries at those who will smell the blood and come looking," he nudged his chin toward the body. Not once did he break eye contact, though, peering deep down into her irises.

@lupusxdei​ inquired:  [From Death/Jitae] “ got yourself into quite the predicament there, haven’t you ? ”

Her breathing was heavy as cold air filled her lungs with a burning sensation, unable to catch herself just yet despite being a properly trained individual. With the smell of blood in the air she felt sick to her stomach despite the rush, fingers starting to feel sticky now that it was beginning to dry, if not freeze, like the lifeless body before her. Had she not been so enthralled in the kill she would have noticed the presence of another lurking close by, something her keen senses were usually able to pick up. It wasn’t until he spoke though that she took notice, muscles tensing for a moment before finally she could breathe evenly once more. All it took was one sweep motion and the dripping blade was pressed to his jugular, eyes recognizing the man which was the only point of hesitation for her. “It was the wrong decision to come here, Mr. Han.”

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Hello, everyone. I am ready to come back here and write. In fact, I think I need is desperately LOL

Here to stay and actually be active. I'll be re-posting my blog ad, but for now, if anyone is interested in plotting with a mun with a bunch of supernatural/religious-lore characters, with a preference for dark fantasy and horror and slice of life, like this post and I'll manifest into your messages!

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"Do you know that the inspiration for this painting came to the artist when he was just a youth? An adolescent, to be precise."

The sound of Sarang's voice rang through the air between them, and the woman standing at relative proximity to their right, cutting the silence which had up until then kept the two lulled in a false sense of comfort.

"Although he'd started and finished this piece well in his adulthood, the face of the woman came to him in a dream he had when he was about fifteen or sixteen years old. It makes you wonder," without moving their eyes from the painting, Sarang inhaled a long breath, straightened their shoulders, nudged their chin upwards, and added, "why he did not produce it sooner? He was an art prodigy by the time he was twenty. What do you think?"

The woman next to Sarang smelled like magic. Her soul was coated in it - a fine, intricate layer of the old crafts, coiling inside of her. And since Sarang was not one to believe in coincidences, then there had to have been a reason why the woman happened to be at the same art exhibition, at the very same time as Babylon? Was it courage, or recklessness that had brought the other here tonight? Certainly, the woman was not the only person that had ever found themselves in their relative proximity, but Babylon knew one thing: those that did stand that close, for longer than a minute or two, and were not discouraged or frightened within a few moments, usually wanted something.

The question here was what.

Finally, Babylon turned their head and peered at the woman. "I don't think we've met before."

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mature dark fantasy multimuse OC

penned by Sage

reblogs/follows get a wee starter as a token of my eternal gratification

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