#🎃 spooky scary drabbles 🎃

[lazyneonrabbitt]

During the month of october, things take a strange turn..

Turn your faves into a bloodthirsty vampire, or a furry werewolf.

Is that Eugene frankensteining a girlfriend? You could have sworn your lover didn't have scaly skin and horns yesterday..

🎃 Come and see. If you dare...

This October we write about all things spooky and scary, but also tooth rotting sweet! A new writing event for anyone who likes to join.

Each week has its own theme to write about and post. From drabbles to full lenght fics, all is welcome!

The Scedule

The tag for this event is #SpookyTWD24

Make sure to tag your works appropriately, including nsfw/dark or gore themes.

Werewolves and Witches are sharing the spot under the moonlight this week. Magic and potions are flowing through the night skies.

It’s the Vampires’ time to shine! But not as bright as the freshly sharpened Slasher blades. Killers run wild and sacrifices are made this week.

Devils and demons walk among the living! A perfect time for monster lovers, or readers maybe? Frankenstein away, meet creatures of myth!

It’s almost time, so carve those pumpkins and get the costumes ready. Prepare those candy apples for all the hungry trick or treaters!

For any questions, my DMs and inbox are open!

[bylerween-trick-or-treat]

Bylerween Trick-or-Treat!

October 31 will be day 6 of @bylerween2023, one of the themes being trick-or-treating.

Come trick-or-treat in people's asks!

💀Reblog this post on Oct 31 (or queue it now)

🎃Send asks to people participating, saying "Trick or Treat!" Add a scared emoji 😱 for tricks, or a candy emoji 🍬 for treats. (tricks lean more into the scary elements and can include any spooky content, whereas treats will be more wholesome and avoid major triggers) You can add both if you are open to either, and want to be surprised!

*If you only want to open your asks to one of these, feel free to put that in the tags.

🧛Costumes are encouraged - include an image in your ask of your costume! It can be a picture of a costume (something spooky, a character, etc.), your real life costume/cosplay, a Stranger Things character edited into a costume, or anything you'd like.

🕸️Respond to trick-or-treaters with a trick or a treat! These can be Stranger Things or Halloween memes, written text (byler drabbles, scenarios, etc.), drawings, a kind message to the sender, or anything else! Feel free to get creative. Be sure to check the emojis for whether they want a trick or a treat, and tag triggers according to @bylerween2023 guidelines for your tricks.

Share this post now to get the word out, so that if people want to prepare content they have time!

[ghost-in-the-hall]

Hey everyone! I decided I should probably start a master list of all the fan fiction that I've published so it's a little easier to find them. This Masterlist includes my fics for Powerwolf, Sleep Token, One Piece, Modern Warfare, Ghost and My Hero Academia at the moment. As always requests are always open, or feel free to send me a message just to talk. Enjoy!

Powerwolf Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Powerwolf fics: OPEN

Not So Scary (Matthew Greywolf x GN! Reader FLUFF)

To The Moon and Back (Matthew Greywolf x Fem! Reader) FLUFF DRABBLE

A Weekend Away (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) FLUFF/SMUT

Intensity (Charles Greywolf x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Hopelessly In Love (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader FLUFF) - (SMUT)

Little Devils (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) - FLUFF

Atone (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader x Roel Van Helden) - SMUT

Pancakes For Dinner (Charles Greywolf x Fem! Reader) FLUFF

Ongoing Series...

Dances In The Moonlight (Falk x GN! Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12

Band Of Sisters, Band of Thieves (Medieval Powerwolf x Fem!Princess!Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

To Have and To Hold (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3

The Sacrilege Series:

The Confessional (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) SMUT

The Anointing (Matthew Greywolf x Reader) SMUT

Sleep Token Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Sleep Token Fics: OPEN

Distract me (Vessel x Fem! Reader) FLUFF

Ongoing Series...

Fall For Me (Poly! Sleep Token x Fem! Reader) Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9

Modern Warfare Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Modern Warfare fics: CLOSED

The Mouse and The Bear - König x GN! Reader FLUFF

🎃•Kinktober•🎃

Day 1 : Size Kink (Roel x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 2 : Body Worship (Terzo x GN! Reader SMUT)

Day 3: Primal Play (Falk x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 4: Bondage (Mountain x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 5: Edging (Falk x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 6: Massage (Dew x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 7: Threesome (Falk x Fem! Reader x Phantom SMUT)

Day 8: Aphrodisiacs (Primo x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 9: Lingerie (Charles x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 10: Sensory Deprivation (III x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Kinktober Day 13: Car Sex (Falk x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Ghost Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Ghost fics: CLOSED

Distractions (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Fast Food and Confessions (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Moment of Just Letting Go (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF)

I Want (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Spooky (Swiss x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Halloween One Shots (Ghouls and Papa's x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Drunken Confessions (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF Thanksgiving Special)

Separated (Mountain x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Sleepless Nights (Aether x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Dance With Me (Terzo x Reader FLUFF)

Mistletoe Mini One Shots!

Decorating the Tree (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

One Stormy Evening (Secondo x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Ghost Valentine's Day Drabbles

Fresh Paint (Secondo x Fem!Wife!Reader) FLUFF

Strawberries (Terzo x Fem!Reader SMUT)

Slow (Phantom x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Flowers (Phantom x GN! Reader) FLUFF

On going series...

I Believe (Terzo x GN! Reader) - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Marrying the Papa's - Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF - Part 1: The Confession

Under The Black Flag - Copia x Fem! Reader Pirate AU

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction Masterlist

(A/N: I only write for characters that are 18+ in this fandom)

Requests for My Hero fics: CLOSED

My Girl - (Fatgum x Fem! Reader) SMUT

One Piece Fan Fiction Masterlist

(I'm still super super early on in this show, I'm sure how I write these characters is going to change over time, but I can't help myself lol)

Current Arc: Water 7

Requests for One Piece fics: OPEN FOR CERTAIN CHARACTERS

I Swear (Sanji x OC!Anastasia FLUFF)

[tarrenterror25]

🕸 ⋆｡°✩Welcome!⋆｡°✩ 🕸

[CLOSED]

This is my Halloween/Fall event! I'm super excited to do this because after my last event (also my first) I've been wanting to do something again!

This is open to everyone! Except minors!

The content from this event will/may have themes/elements of horror and dark subject matter! I'm branching out here and using this as an opportunity to practice writing this sort of stuff, but also having fun with it!

This event is open for requests all the way to the last day of September and posts will start going out in October!

Feel free to pick from any characters I've already written for!

🕸 ⋆｡°✩ 🕸 RULES 🕸 ⋆｡°✩ 🕸

Rules:

- I will be accepting dubcon requests for this (I'll do my best, I've never written much it) - No noncon (baby steps) - Gore prompts are acceptable like slashers or zombie apocalypse - Kinks are acceptable! - Monster love is welcome! - Fall activities encouraged! - Limit the bodily fluids to mostly blood please (no pp no pupu) - Don't be afraid to request soft horror! Doesn't have to be a gorefest! 🎃 Limit 3 requests! 🎃

🕸 ⋆｡°✩ ENTER THE FEAR LOUNGE ⋆｡°✩ 🕸

🎭 Masquerade - Send in a character with a prompt/theme and I'll make you a mini playlist! (5 songs)

💀 Spooky Scary Skeletons - Send in a character with a prompt/theme and I will make you a moodboard!

🕸️ Caught! - Send in a character with a prompt/theme and I will write a drabble for you! (Less than 500 words)

🌹 Love You To Death - Get to know me! Ask me Halloween/Horror/Fall related things!

🍬 Trick or Treat! - Send in a character with a would you rather prompt!

📼 Scary Movie - I'll tell you what horror/Halloween/fall movie I'd watch with you!

np tags!: @somniari-94 @themarcusmoreno @sunflowersteves @moonlight-prose @fluffyprettykitty @saradika @celestianstars @tarabyte3 @the-eyes-of-andyserkis @communism-bitches @karasong @cat-shapedgoo @squidlywiddly87 @amywritesthings @obiknights

[noahtally-famous]

happy halloween to all who acknowledge it! 🎃

enjoy this random halloween drabble? oneshot? I thought up two days ago lmao since I didn't have enough time to plan out the other shawnpher halloween idea

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potential title: in my defense, you scared me; a shawnpher halloween au

"Happy week of Halloween, wonderful viewers, tuning into my brand new video, hosted by the one and only amazing me, myself, and I!" Topher gestures at himself, turning the phone down so that his viewers can get a full look at his dazzling autumn outfit. "For a treat--or a trick--your one and only Tophman will be going into--" he turns around so that the looming corn maze is in perfect view of the camera. "This! Totally haunted, scary as fuck, maze filled with spooktacular frights that this guy is not going to fall for at all! Pretty swell idea, right?"

Stopping the recording and covering the camera with one hand, he leans to the side and hisses, "this is the worst idea ever."

"You wanted something spooky and cool for your Halloween video," Scarlett replies without looking up from her phone. "This is as spooky and cool as all the Halloween lovers can get."

"But I'm not a Halloween lover," Topher whines. "That maze is, like, ginormous. I could get lost in it! My perfect face can't get lost!"

Scarlett rolls her eyes. "You're the one who agreed to it. Seriously," she casts Topher's phone a disdainful look, "is there anything you won't do for your damn vlog?"

Then, as though she said something truly earth-shattering, she strides toward the maze's entrance where several other people are converged.

Topher aims his famous puppy-eyes to the third person of their little group.

Beardo makes a sympathetic wamp wamp noise before shrugging and ambling after Scarlett.

"Come on, man!" Topher calls. Is his puppy-eyes getting old? Impossible!

Hurrying over to them, he huffs. "Rodney would have had my back one-hundred percent if he were here."

"Which he's not. What a coincidence," Scarlett retorts dryly from the front.

Topher gasps. "What is that supposed to mean?!" He turns to Beardo. "Scarlett's done something to Rods!"

"Fucks sake, no--god, I meant he wouldn't be caught dead hanging around one of these scare-traps."

"Rods wouldn't leave me hanging like that, Brainiac. Something's gotta have happened to him. Did you hire a hitman or someone? My man just won't ditch me during my time of need. Scarlett!"

He's too busy wallowing the extremely important chance of him dying via publicity backlash after getting scared on camera by some crazy guy in a costume that he misses the exasperated look his friends send each other.

"It's just an hour, Prissy, don't get your hair in a knot," Scarlett grumbles. "And you dragged me for this too, so you better not flake."

Because Scarlett can be fucking terrifying when she's glaring like that behind her glasses, and Topher doesn't feel like getting his innards pulled out, he says resignedly, "Yes ma'am."

Dealing with jumpscares in a fucking corn maze while on camera is enough stress.

She gives him another one of her glares-from-hell before turning back to her phone. "Ella wishes you good luck, by the way," she says, poking at the screen--probably typing a hasty response back to the only person she ever replies quickly to: her girlfriend. "Says something about you doing fine and shit." She scoffs.

Beardo snickers.

"Dude!" Topher says, betrayed. That's the second time tonight! Man, he wants Rodney here so badly. He just knows the big guy would have his back.

"Sorry, Toph," Beardo mumbles sheepishly.

Easy for him to say. He's just in it to get quality footage for his and Ella's duo-videostream; he can walk away with a paycheck because apparently some fancy smancy producers like their videos enough to promote them.

Topher really wishes he was famous.

They assemble in front of the maze as the sky grows dark and a chill picks up in the air. Surprisingly, there are a hell lot of people, jostling for room; kids ribbing each other, couples already snuggled up or making out, even people videoing their experience like they're doing. Topher scoffs, watching them from the corner of one eye; their etiquette is so wrong, how do they even have subscribers?

"Why would anyone want to unironically do this shitshow in the first place?" he mutters, pulling his thin fleece-jacket tighter around him.

"For fun?" Beardo offers helpfully.

"Thanks, man. This is totally the classic definition of the word fun."

"Topher," Scarlett says, "what have we talked about the world not revolving around you?"

"That it's bullshit?"

Scarlett rolls her eyes so hard he's impressed she doesn't get a headache. Before she can respond, there's an announcement counting down the seconds before they're free to enter the maze, alongside the usual warnings of there being scary ghouls and flesh-eating monsters ready for tasty victims. The shiver that runs down Topher's back is fully due to the breeze, nothing more.

"Aaaand...three...two...one...scram!" the gravelly voice laughs sinisterly as everyone dashes into the maze. "May the best survive this Halloween night!" Paired with a cliche organ sound effect that Beardo can totally do better.

This whole thing is such a scam, why is he even doing this?

Oh yeah, for the views.

After three or four turns, he starts to hear the screams. He's clutching Beardo's arm before he can think about it. His solace is that Beardo did the same, squeezing him to his chest, his video camera bumping uncomfortably against Topher's spine.

"Simple scare effects, and people being scared of superficial ambushes by people in costumes," Scarlett scoffs, hardly flinching. She gives the two boys an unimpressed look. "Come on, or do you want to hang around here when it really gets dark?"

That gets them scrambling away from one another and hurrying after her.

Several feet later, they reach a crossroads--diverging into three parts. Which Topher thinks is convenient considering there are three of them.

"Split up?" Beardo asks nervously, his voice hardly a whisper.

Scarlett nods decisively. "Seems like it. No objections?"

Topher has plenty of objections, but he doesn't want to seem like the scardey-cat of the bunch; not when his friends are up to the idea. Plus he does need footage for his video.

When no one says anything, Scarlett nods. "Splendid, meet you at the other side." She takes the path to the far left, muttering as she does, "thank goodness Max isn't here, he would have lost his mind and his bowels."

Beardo pats him heavily on the shoulder--like that is supposed to be reassuring!--and takes the one on the far right, leaving Topher with the path at the center.

The dark, winding foresty center-path that...was it that dark five seconds ago? And were the trees really that tall?

Okay, deep breaths, Toph. It's just a silly maze, surrounded by a bunch of silly people in scary costumes ready to give you a heart attack. None of it is actually real so get your head screwed on and do it for the 'gram!

He fumbles for his phone, switching it on to recording as he creeps to the start of the path. Videoing himself helps; it emphasizes the idea that nothing else matters except for him and the screen. No creep can jumpscare him into public humiliation when he's in full record-mode.

"Here we are, amazingly beautiful yous. The dreaded dangerous path of the maze I must take alone. Will I survive? You bet I will! God won't kill off a face this perfect and an ass this gorgeous so soon--" a crunch of leaves "--what was that? I mean, that is nothing I can't handle! Leaves? Pfft! What can a bunch of leaves do to, holy fucking shit!"

He's turning the corner when a large shape leaps at him from behind a particularly large tree.

(Okay, so the shape wasn't really large--actually it was a tad shorter than Topher himself, and more so on the leaner side.)

But when Topher takes one look at the thing's masked face, covered in distorted scratches and horrifying renditions of flesh ripped off its face, all rational thought flies out the window. Scarlett's words of the jumpscarers being people in costumes? No recollection. Especially when something long and silver glints in the sky as the figure raises its arm.

Topher screams, all high-pitched and utterly terrified, flailing and stumbling back. His phone flips out of his hand and he curses himself for it because there's a fucking maniac in front of him about to slash him to ribbons. All he can think is not the face!

Like a godsend, a coherent thought hits him, and he puts to use the few self-defense classes his parents had forced him to take due to being related to popular photogenic people.

One leg kicks out, connecting with something.

The figure goes down with a yell that's drowned by Topher still screaming his head off. Dropping to his knees, he gropes the leaf-strewn ground until--aha!--his hand closes on the familiar shape of his phone.

Adrenaline is the only explanation for how he manages to turn the flashlight setting and shine the light on whoever the fuck had accosted him.

"What. The. Fuck?!" is all that comes out of his mouth.

The guy--because for fuck's sake, obviously, it wasn't a creature from the dead, it was an ordinary guy dressed as one--lay sprawled on the ground, clutching his groin.

Huh, guess those self-defense classes Topher barely listened to did pay off--always go for the face or the groin. The only takeaway he got from the experience.

"Dude!" groans the guy who literally jumpscared him, and he's acting like Topher did something wrong! "What kind of a reaction is that?"

"Um, hello?!" All the fear melts into annoyance. "You're the one who thought leaping at me with a--what the fuck is that thing on your hand?"

"A hook!" The guy displays it--in other words waving it around with too little care to be healthy. Topher leans away from it. "It's a prop! Haven't you been jumpscared before, man?"

Not by lunatics who stay too in character, Topher thinks mutinously, because that dumb reaction was filmed and thank god, this isn't a live stream or he would never have heard the end of it...

Fuck.

"Fuck! My video!"

"What?" asks the guy confusedly, still groaning on the ground and clutching his groin. "I almost got incapacitated in a way I never expected to, and you're worried about your video?"

Topher hardly hears him. He swipes at his screen, brushing aside the dirt and leaves, relieved that the screen isn't cracked, and, yes!, the video was intact too. He hates refilming stuff--and he sure as hell wasn't planning on stepping foot here a second time.

"Okay, everything's safe, we can hold the fire! Now..." he focuses back on the guy who should literally be filed for criminal assault after this fiasco. "What were you saying?"

The guy stares. "I was giving you shit for braining my privates, but I guess your video or whatever was more important than my bits?"

Something about 'braining my privates' sounds off, but Topher had gone through a traumatic event, he isn't about to start analyzing grammar. That's Scarlett's job.

Speaking of Scarlett...

"Dude. Dude, dude, dude, chill the heck out," Topher interrupts whatever tirade the other guy is in the middle of. Ignoring his affronted look, Topher sighs. "Okay fine, sorry or whatever, even though it should be me you should be apologizing to--"

"Me? Apologize to you? That's like a zombie asking politely for some brains!"

Oookay...talk about weird.

But unfortunately, Topher needs this guy. He isn't going to spend another second alone in this blasted maze. Not with his nerves so frayed. Plus he deserves an escort after all this shit.

"Cool, great, awesome, uh, zombie-boy." He holds a hand out. "Now are you willing to listen to me?"

The other guy frowns at him. He shrugs and accepts the hand. His fingers are bigger than Tophers, and rough and calloused--probably from doing this goddamn job and scaring shit out of poor innocents.

Topher hoists him up harder than intended. Yeah, he's got a bit of pettiness in him, but can you blame him?

The guy groans, stumbling a bit, his legs joining together at the knees as he winces. "Damn, for a typical streamer, you sure kick hard."

Wow, this guy is seriously gunning for worst conversationalist ever.

Being the bigger person, Topher doesn't deem that with a response for all of five seconds. Then, to satisfy the itch, while picking at his nails, he corrects, "vlogger, actually. And I'm a very popular one, might I add. You should check out my videos, you'd learn a thing or two. Or several."

The guy blinks, adjusts his beanie. "Uh, what the hell are you talking about?"

Standing next to him, Topher sees that he is right in his initial assumption that the guy is shorter than him. He's got maybe an inch. His off-blue beanie is ruffled with leaves and grime and tilted to one side, exposing wayward brown hair; his face still has that absurd makeup on but some of it has rubbed off from the kerfuffle that Topher can spot a faint scruff and startling hazel-green eyes peering at him through the flesh-ripped artistic rendition. His costume looks generic--vest, sweater, jeans, boots--save for the strategically painted rips and tears and blood on them. When he shifts, his hair nudges the back of his neck, stuck to it with sweat and dirt.

Topher has to admit, scares and annoyances aside, he can acknowledge a solid makeup job. And this guy definitely has it.

Also those eyes. Totally photogenic. His heart beats a little faster--probably still from the adrenaline.

"Hey? Are you listening to me? What're you staring at?" the other guy grumbles, shooting him a suspicious side-eye.

Topher wills his face not to burn. Come on, it's not his fault if a photogenic feature catches his eye--he's been scared to half-death, for gods sake, let him salvage a little familiarity!

"Trying to guess a name to that grime-infested face," he retorts instead.

"Infested?" asks the other guy, wide-eyed.

"Your face, idiot. It's covered in dirt."

The other guy touches a hand to his face as though just realizing it. Topher pointedly clears his throat. The air has turned chillier, he wants to go home and park his ass in front of the fireplace.

“Oh.” The guy looks up. “Shawn.”

Shawn. Finally.

“Topher.”

They don’t shake hands, just eye each other warily.

“Say Shawn,” says Topher conversationally. “How about as compensation for nearly killing me, you get me out of this place?”

“You’re kidding,” Shawn shakes his head incredulously. “You’re the one who kicked me in the nuts. If anyone deserves compensation for anything, it’s me!”

“You’re the one who’s such a shit scarer.”

“You’re the weirdo whose first reaction is to kick someone!”

“Right, I’m the weirdo here.” Topher eyes him skeptically.

“Uh, duh, clearly. You were scared, dude, admit it.”

“Not a chance.”

On cue, a series of maniacal laughter and screams ring the air. Topher jolts.

“Yep, not scared,” snickers Shawn.

Topher flips him off.

But Shawn’s on a roll. “I get that you were scared of my getup—hook-handed ghouls are the perfect type of scare—but those screams? They weren’t even on our path. Damn you do scare easily.”

“Oh, is that what you’re supposed to be?” Topher shoots back. “I was thinking a zombie given how dumb you look—like a pile of rags.”

“A zombie?” Shawn’s eyes open wide. “You’re kidding me, man! The only time I’d willingly pretend to be the undead is when they destroy the world and humanity in it.”

Of course that’s what Shawn fixates on in Topher’s response. And he’s not even going to think about how Shawn had said when. Makes sense that a guy like him is also obsessed with something that’s only in the movies—not that Topher watches those kinds of stuff; thinking about the apocalypse leads him down a troublesome path of lack of hair care products, facial scrubs, and cameras. Talk about drab!

“You’re super mega weird, dude,” he tells him.

Shawn gestures around them, encompassing their entire situation. “No offense, dude, but my concerns are justified. I’m not the guy freaked out by people in costumes.”

For fucks sake.

Honestly, being the stubborn shit he is, Topher could’ve gone on for hours, but at that moment, the light from his phone screen catches his eye and he remembers that he’s still recording. What will his viewers think of him arguing with one of the staff members when they expected a spooky Halloween video?

“Okay whatever, you’re this super stoic guy that Halloween can’t come near to, that’s awesome. Now can you fucking get me out of this maze?”

“Dude, I can’t just leave my job and go with you—“

“Man, you could’ve killed me. I’m pretty sure you’ll be doing those people a favor.”

Shawn frowns, opening his mouth to say something that Topher knows is not a yes Topher I would love to and Topher really doesn’t want to deal with that.

Bribery. People like bribes, right? What can he give in return—something Shawn won’t be able to resist.

“I’ll get you apple cider?” He offers. The only autumn-themed drink he can think of that this place will sell.

Shawn’s expression doesn’t change and Topher resigns himself to a solitary trek in the maze filled with more jumpscares. He tries not to look too disappointed—plays it up for the camera—and rubs his arms as he goes to turn back the way he came when Shawn speaks up.

“That’s the wrong way.”

Topher scowls, turns to face him. “Well the expert isn’t being much help here. Guess I’m gonna have to wither away and die here surrounded by cornstalks. My viewers will hunt you down, mark my words.”

Shawn rolls his eyes, mutters “jeez you’re so dramatic” which Topher is about to take great offense to, if not for what Shawn says next.

“Fried dough too.”

Topher pauses, bewildered. “What?”

“Apple cider and fried dough. This place has the best ones. You should try one too, my recommendation.”

And, well, this is really one of the most absurd situations Topher has ever been in.

But as long as it means getting the hell out of here, he’ll pay for anything Shawn wants. He’ll even give him a shoutout and cameo in his video.

“Fine. Once we’re out, apple cider and fried dough are on me.”

Halfway turned again, he sees Shawn squinting at him.

Oh, what now?

“Are you sure this isn’t a date or something?”

Topher chokes, the cold air burning down his esophagus as he wheezes. Shawn, the bastard, doesn’t even move to help despite being the cause of Topher’s current predicament; only watches in puzzled suspicion.

“What? No of course it’s not! Why are you even—that’s ridiculous—I mean—I don’t—you can’t just say that in front of the camera—“

God, his face feels so red, he sounds deranged. Is he suffering from a stroke?

He should definitely edit this part out.

Shawn watches him for a second longer before nodding. “Cool. ‘Cause all the secrecy was giving me the wrong impression. Kind of an odd first date, eh? That’s what Jasmine would say if she were here.”

Wait.

What?

What is even happening right now?

And then, as though everything isn’t confusing enough, Topher thinks, is this a date?

Does he want it to be one?

Hell no! Not with zombie boy and his mismatched clothes, his shitty scare tactics, his absurdly detailed makeup, his apish social skills, and his stupidly photogenic eyes.

Never. Of course not.

Then why was he stuttering and stumbling around like a baby foal? Topher is never out of control, no matter what the circumstance. He’s had to reject countless admirers before. Why is this any different?

Is it the adrenaline? It’s got to be the adrenaline. There’s no way he’s having a…crush. On someone so...opposite.

He’s overthinking this. Shawn was just messing around, and Topher’s reading way too much into it.

"This is not a date," he hisses at the blinking red light on his phone. Just in case his viewers aren't aware.

Amidst his dilemma, Shawn pushes aside a branch that’s in the way of the opposite direction Topher had been going, calling over his shoulder, "I'll protect you from the big bad ghouls hanging around,” he flashes his hook, “but if there are any zombies you’re on your own, man.”

Okay, yeah, no.

That's fucking it.

This guy.

Topher has no idea if he's serious or not; ribbing around or being sincere; either way, if none of the other creepies in the maze kill them first, he'll kill Shawn himself.

Once he gets out of this maze.

And, he supposes, once he gets Shawn that fried dough and cider.

Because there's no way Topher's going to ruin his public image thanks to some zombie-obsessed guy preaching shit about this entire ordeal.

Buy his silence or whatever.

[redhead-batgal]

Hey hun! So I was looking through your Halloween Prompt list I saw some that I though would go great together. So the first one is with Dick, the prompts are 11, 16, 17, 23, and 32, and the reader is his best friend. The second is for Jason, the prompts are 6, 8, 9, 10, and 18, and the reader(or OC) is like an actual witch they can either just be like best friends or dating either works🤷🏾‍♀️. 💙💙

Type: Drabbles

Pairings: Best Friend! Reader x Dick Greyson/Nightwing & Witch! Reader x Jason Todd/Red Hood

Prompts: 🎃 11: "It’s a bat on a leash.” “It’s my pet vampire, excuse you.” 🎃 16: “Spooky scary skeletons-" “Dancing on rainbows!” “That’s not- it doesn’t- never mind.” 🎃 17: "For the skeleton war!” 🎃 23: “Horror movie? Do you mean my life?” 🎃 32: “Bats are supposed to hang upside down, that’s how I knew he was a vampire.” “I’m literally a human!” 🎃6: “Hexs or Ex’s you choose.” 🎃8: “Devils day, devils day! The day demons and goblins love to play.” 🎃9: “This my incompetent dipshit, is a summoning circle.” 🎃10: “For the last fucking time a Ouija board is not a placemat.” 🎃18: “If i see one more stain on my grimoire I’m going to kill someone.”

Dick 💙-

"So, what are you doing tonight?" You asked an eyebrow raised a half smile on your face.

Dick sighed before shrugging, " I volunteered to take Dames trick or treating tonight."

"Cool! I was planning on warching horror movies with my roomate, but they bailed on me."

Dick looked at you blinked a few times before there was a clattering of footsteps racing up the stairs.

"RICHARD! RICHARD, TELL ME THIS ISN'T TRUE."

You blinked before turning towards the door and seeing it slam open. Damian stood in the doorway his face flushed with someone following just behind him laughing.

It was Steph a broad smile on her face as she continued in a conversation she must had been having with Damian.

“Bats are supposed to hang upside down, that’s how I knew he was a vampire.” she remarked and behind her Tim sighed,

“I’m literally a human!”

Damian gestured to Steph dramatically his body trembling. Steph turned to you laughing as she winked.

"Teasing him is so fun. Watch this."

Walking towards Damian, she began leaning on his should batting her eyes before shouting,

"FOR THE SKELETON WAR!"

Damian then out a groan pressing his face into his hands whimpering. A giggle escaped you and you noted Cass slipped into the room.

"She cannot be joining us for the night, Richard- Richard please!"

You bit back a smile and shared a knowing look with Steph. Dick laughed, leaning towards him you smiled saying,

"Spooky scary skeletons-"

"Dancing on rainbows!" Steph exclaimed.

A laugh of sorts escaped you as Dick shook his head.

“That’s not- it doesn’t- never mind.”

Leaning over you ran a hand through Dick's hair before winking at him and remarking,

"You should have known my dickie boy."

He sighed and nodded. Pushing yourself up you smiled and looked around the room before moving away from the couch.

"Well, I should be going. I don't what to delay you guys."

Dick sat up and Damian lunged forwards. He grabbed onto your arms and shook you slightly.

"No, Y/N. Please come with us! I do not think I can survive Brown and Drake's antics if you are not there."

You blinked and you looked over to see Steph pulling a stuffed animal bat with a collar around it out of nowhere. She showed it to Dick who raised an eyebrow.

"It's a bat on a leash." He muttered.

Steph blinked before gasping, "It’s my pet vampire, excuse you.”

A snort escaped you and you looked down at Damian before sighing.

"Fine, Fine little gremlin, I'll come with you."

Dick suddenly looked over to the two of you and smiled brightly, "Awesome! Do you want to do a group costume?"

"Oooo we could be the justice league!" Steph automatical shouts, "I'll be black canary! Dickie you should be supes and Damian you should be-"

"Of course, I should be Batman, like father."

"I was thinking Green Lantern." Steph continued causing Damian to glare at her, you giggled, and she looked to you.

"Y/N will be Batman."

You should your head, raising your hands, "How about something simpler?"

Steph turned to you, eyebrow raised high on her forehead.

"What should we be then?"

"Uhm, I don't know. Maybe Charlie Brown and the gang?"

Steph blinked before smiling brightly and nodded, "OH YES. I love that idea!!!"

Dick nodded as well, and Damian furrowed his brow.

"Charlie Brown? What is this? Is he a relative of Browns?"

You blinked a few times before pointing at him and saying, "He should be Charlie. I call snoopy!"

Dick jumped up but before he could say anything Steph lept towards you, "I'm Woodstock!"

Dick's jaw dropped and you laughed patting her head, "Alright. Let's do Charlie Brown. And after we get candy, we are watching It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. No protests!"

There was a moment of silence before Damian sighed and nodded, "Fine."

"Yay! Let's get dressed."

Jason 🔫-

“Devils' day, devils' day! The day demons and goblins love to play.”

Children squealed as a woman dressed in a huge hideous hat and pointy shoes wiggled her fingers at them. You rolled your eyes scowling.

"That is a destructive stereotype." You muttered.

An arm was suddenly around your shoulder, and you blinked to find Jason leaning on you.

"Aw come on Sweetheart, it's Halloween, get in the spirit."

Grinding your teeth, you leaned against Jason half hissing.

"Halloween was originally a holiday for witches not it's mocking witches. It's offensive."

Jason shrugged, wrapping an arm around your waist before you sighed.

Staring at the kids in costumes running around and adults in elaborate costumes chatting in corners you wrinkled your nose.

"I have to go; I have some things I need to do before the nights over."

Wrapping his arms tighter around you, Jason pressed his face into your neck.

"Nooo, I can't be here without you. The old man and dick will not leave me alone."

You paused looking up at him and then you smiled.

"Fine, you can come with me. But my roommate might have customers so keep that in mind."

Jason bounced slightly before pausing and pressing his face against yours.

"Which roommate is this?"

"The 'This my incompetent dipshit, is a summoning circle.' one”

"Ah," Jason remarked shrugging, "Sure, let's go!"

Turning towards the door, the two of you began walking out of the room when you noticed a bowl setting on a familiar looking wooden rectangle.

Recognation raced over you and you hissed out a snarl shaking your head.

"Sweetheart, whats wrong?"

Your hands shook and you spotted Bruce nearby and yanked yourself from Jason's grasps. Storming towards Bruce, you raised a hand. Grabbing onto Bruce's collar you pulled him towards the bowl and gestured towards the rectangle.

"Y/N what is going on- oh... is the placemat upsetting you?" Bruce muttered.

“For the last fucking time," You nearly shouted, "a Ouija board is not a placemat.”

Bruce blinked in surprise and with that, you released his collar and walked back towards Jason.

"Let's go Jay, I'm tired."

With that, the two of you walked out the door. It did not take long to get back to your apartment. You knocked three times as you usually did when you brought Jason over and walked into the room.

“If," One of your roommates snarled to another, "I see one more stain on my grimoire, I’m going to kill someone.”

You rubbed your forehead as the other roommate shrugged and pointed to yet another one who was on the phone.

"It's hexes or Ex's, you chose."

Sighing you turned back towards the door pulling Jason with you.

"You know what, I can do that stuff later, let's go to your place."

Jason nodded and allowed you to pull him out the door. "Man," He muttered pulling you against him as you walked down the hall, "I love Halloween."

You rolled your eyes before leaning on his shoulder and sighing, "I guess it's not too bad."

[angelbaby-fics]

Boo! You're invited to Chloe's Halloween Party!

When: All day Halloween!! 🎃

Where: Right here at @angelbaby-fics! 🦇

What: Open requests for Halloween themed drabbles & headcanons! 🕸

How: Simply send an ask with the character(s) you'd like and a prompt or two! I've added some prompt suggestions below the cut, but you can request any sort of spooky situation your heart desires! Send as many requests, prompts, and characters as you'd like! Don't forget to specify if you want it cozy (🎃), spooky (👻), or really scary (☠️)!!

Prompts, characters & extra rules below the cut!! Happy Halloween my loves!!

Pumpkin patch

Jack o’ lantern

Matching costumes

Trick-or-treat!

Scary movie

Halloween party

Ghost hunting

Graveyard

Scary stories

Pumpkin spice

Monster under the bed

Leaf pile

Black cat

Haunted house

Campfire

Too scared

Corn maze

Howling at the moon

Candy

Creepy treats

Vampires

Halloween crafts

Masquerade

Halloween traditions

Harvest festival

Or think of your own!

Extra rules: I reserve the right to deny any request for any reason! I do not feel comfortable writing severe punishments, noncon, smut of ANY kind, heavy gore, or character death.

[roanniom]

🍁TRICK OR TREAT with ISSA 🍂

I’m in the completely abnormal position where I get to work from home and have a pretty light plate today, so I’m going to be writing today for fun! Will be trying to work on my WIPs but also down for:

Spooky asks

Scary asks

Silly asks

Halloween/Autumnal aesthetic asks

Thots

Get to know me’s (I’ll reblog some ask lists)

Still in a Eddie Munson or Steve Harrington phase, so would prefer to stick to those bois today.

I am going to try and be brief because my long-windedness is my biggest problem so pls accept these as lil snacks, not full fics or drabbles.

🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁

🧡 HAPPY HALLOWEEN 🧡

🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁🎃🍂🍁

[yoonsnymph]

MASTER LIST:

Spooky Scary 2023 Challenge

1. Pumpkin Head 🎃

Rating: Teen and Up Ship: Yoonjin Words: 1142

2. 8-bit Zombie 🧟

Rating: Explicit Ship: Jinkook Words: 1078

3. Dude, where's your shadow? 👥

Rating: General / Teen and Up Ship: 2seok Words: Drabble

4. Cute but Psycho 🌺

Rating: Explicit / Mature Ship: Taejin Words: 1545

5. A Family that Slays Together...🩸

Rating: Mature Ship: Jinmin / ot7 Words: 2357

6. Monster Mash! 🐺

Rating: General / Teen and Up Ship: Namjin Words: Drabble

7. We Could Live Like Legends

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8. Not so Little Shop of Horrors

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9. Swamp Village

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10. Shhh!

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11. Time Warp

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12. Strange Masquerade

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13. It's Friday!

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14. Roll Up. Move Up. The circus is coming

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15. The witch Doctor

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16. Trickster Treat

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17. The ghost, kid

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18. Pink Elephants

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19. A Little Dream of You

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20. Magic Mushrooms

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21. Goddamn right, you should be scared of me

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22. Believer

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23. Honey, there's a mermaid in the house

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24. Bloody Hell!

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25. There Ain't no Grave

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26. Black Widow

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27. Their eyes... They were glowing!

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28. Boogie's boys

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29. Drop Dead Gorgeous

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30. Bad Moon Rising

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31. This is Halloween!

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[chronicparagon]

Positivity anon is back and here to wish you a very happy Halloween! 🎃 Get lots of candy, have some fun with your friends, watch some spooky movies, etc! Or, if you don't celebrate Halloween, then I hope you have an awesome weekend! ❤️ Lastly, is there anything happening in November that you're excited for?

[Hey, Positivity Anon! Thank you for stopping by and the greeting! I hope you have a great Halloween too! (if you celebrate it. If not, then Ibhope you have a great weekend!)

I have a few things going on for Halloween. It’s one of my favorite holidays! I am going to a fort tonight for a ghost tour. I manage to get a spot this year since tickets sold out last year. I want to get Halloween drabbles posted for friends and people who sent the trick or treat prompt from a meme I have on my blog.

Every year, I hang out with friends at home on Halloween eating pizza and watching scary movies. Since this year is on a work night and I have class for the evening, I’ll need to figure out whether to do it tomorrow night or do it Monday with some adjustments.

I’ll have it figured out though!

As for November, I have a trip coming up. It’s for work to represent my tribe at a conference. My little brother’s birthday is also on the 14th. I just wish he would tell me or m sisters what he would want for it. November’s is also time to plan for December’s events.]

[exosmutfactory]

Double Trouble (21+): PHANTOM 👻🎃🦇

{ Double Trouble: Double STUFFED Snacks Edition }

✯♛❀Mature Drabbles❀♛✯ Come get a mouthful 🔞

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6✓ | [💕] | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 |

Full story masterlist

networks — @superm-net @/bbh-net @/exowritersnet

pairing — Hyun & You

word count — 3.1k

genre — supernatural, soulmate!au, ghost! Hyun

category — angst, fluff, slow burn, mutual pining, hyun is hyun with a Master kink

A request? Yes ^-^

Dedicated to: 🍈 Raven Black, Honeydew, 16 🍈

[ This chapter contains: pure smut, angst, and some romance. Smut details under the cut 🌹 ]

A/N: Spooky scary skeletons and shivers down your spine… Time to get it on with Ghost Hyun! \^0^/ Happy Halloween if you celebrate. It’s spooky time!~ 👻🎃🦇

⏰✴ Double Trouble Tag List: ☀⏰

@to-all-the-stories-i-love @insta1010 @bellamendoza @weirdoome @geniusloey @pvtbbh @baekyeonoreo @soonvivi @you-n-me-e-e @bigbobohu @bubutaeyongie @maijinki @jennxx3

The smut contains: finger/oral fixation, praise, choking (in a unique way 👻 ), public

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You’ve tread down this long, windy road too many times. Trying to fight against the chill seeping into your bones. You hold on tight to your coat, the strong wind pushing your hood off of your head. Exposing your sensitive skin to the harsh elements.

It’s a shame; how easily your wishes get tossed aside by nature... Not even the twists of fate will let you lick your wounds and tend to your battle scars.

You march on, going against the wind. Past the trick-or-treaters skipping from home to home. Past the costume-packed frat house hosting its annual party. You follow the uneven dirt road all the way down to the haunted walk trail.

Dry leaves crunch under your feet, piles of them scattered everywhere around you. The dim light of your flashlight shines on the vines hanging from every tree. The overgrown grass that brushes against your knees. Anything could lie down in the middle of your path and you wouldn’t know until it hit you.

A lone wolf howl in the distance prompts you to pull out your charm necklace. The individual jewels click against each other, but avoid the giant green stone in the middle entirely. The faint green glow spreads eerily through the thick fog and untangles the intertwined vines blocking the trail. Keeping unwanted visitors out and night wanderers in.

You step through the overgrown forest, squinting against the whistling wind. It echoes through the looming trees, swirling a cluster of leaves around the old willow tree. They weave between its crooked, twisted, wicked branches. The circles in the middle of the bark forming the human expression of a petrified scream. Locked in a limbo of terror forevermore.

The winds grow stronger the more you venture through the eerie wilderness. Its gusts of air pushes you back, as if it’s kicking you out. As if it doesn’t want you to go further. Your lips curl bitterly at the thought.

There’s a million reasons why you shouldn’t be here. Why you shouldn’t press on against the whims and wishes of nature itself. Whatever doesn’t want you in here has a good reason for it, but with your green stone as your token and guide, you venture on without much hindrance.

It’s laughable, how out of all the days of the year, you do this on Halloween. It’s the only time you can; the only chance you get. It’s unfortunate that this year it doesn’t fall on a full moon. Those instances are the best. Those occurrences guarantee the best outcome. But you walk on under the disapproving glare of the crescent moon regardless.

Eventually the forest gives way to a clearing, pieces of rusted swings and benches visible through the overbearing fog, swaying like poisonous snakes lying in wait in the water. You stagger over to the middle of the park with a slow pace, your feet dragging across the dry dirt and bits of sand, slowly falling to your knees. Nothing grows here anymore. It’s frozen in time… like the man hidden within.

With unsteady breath, you raise the necklace over your head and slip it on, adjusting it around your neck. It suddenly shrinks, gripping you like a vice. The tight grip around your neck is something you’ve grown used to. Something familiar in your worldwind life that you can expect.

The green stone vibrates, jumping in tune with your beating heart. It radiates a warmth that makes you wince, already knowing you’ll have a burn on your chest to cover up for a few days. Your flashlight trembles in your shaky hand, your fingers cramping up from the cold. Suddenly the wind picks up, cycling around you as your light flickers before turning off entirely. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to breathe under the suffocating pressure of the circled air. You start to wonder if you’re unlucky enough to experience the rare circumstance of being in the middle of an actual tornado when a faint voice whispers your name.

Your eyes snap open, coming face to face with the love of your life. His faintly outlined body and droopy brown eyes. “Hyunnie…” you whisper, your heart racing when he whispers your name as you cup his cold cheek.

“What are you doing here?” he asks, as if he doesn’t already know the answer, his chilly skin numbing your freezing fingertips.

You have so many things that you had prepared to say, so many things to tell him, but your time is limited. “I miss you,” you whisper, cupping his jaw and brushing your thumb over his blue lips, caressing the faint feeling of his ashen skin. You rather spend the time you have with him now to the fullest. Some things are better left unsaid anyway.

Hyun pulls away. “You shouldn’t be here.”

Your heart practically cracks, tears springing in your eyes at the rejection. “Hyun,” you whisper brokenly, your fingers left frozen, hovering beside his face. “Don’t do this please.”

He adamantly shakes his head. “What you sacrifice this time?” His lips form a displeased grimace, looking at you with so much disappointment you wish you could crumble right then and there. “Your family? Friends? Life?”

“You know it isn’t like that.” You feebly shake your head, reaching for him again. “You know-”

“Know what?!” his thundering voice echoes through the still forest, dull brown eyes tinted with specks of bloody red. “Your stubbornness? Stupidity? How far you’re willing to do to keep doing this?”

“If it means I get to see you again.” Tears pelt down your face like heavy drops of rain. “To hold you - to feel you…” You bite your trembling lip. “I’d do anything.”

Hyun shakes his head in disbelief, frowning at you. “You’re a shell of the woman you used to be.”

Pain prickles in your chest and behind your eyes. It’s funny to hear that coming from him. The man who stole your heart from the first moment you locked eyes. The same man who you avoided for months on end. Fearful of love. Afraid of how deep that fond look went in his puppy eyes. If you could go back you’d slap yourself. Because of you, you wasted 5 months of time you could have spent together. Because of your negligence, he died three weeks after. Gone from your life shortly after you let him in.

You laugh brokenly, roughly rubbing away your salty tears. Your voice breaks; your throat throbs from the dry cold. You fall apart in front of him; the phantom of the night. Forever bound to this place; the start of your relationship and the fatal end. How unlucky you are, still alive while your soulmate was taken away by the hands of fate. The target of sword wielders on Hyun’s back that ripped him away before you could even tell him those three little words back.

Filled with regret, you turn your back on him, hugging your knees to your chest, curling in on yourself. Your shaky puffs of breath form smoke in the chilly October air. Maybe if you stay out here, you’ll freeze. Becoming one with this haunted ground like the man of you sought after nightmares.

You weep without restraint, coming to terms with the fact that your relationship is as good as over. You can’t kiss him anymore. Can’t feel his warm breaths on your skin. His comforting hold and broad shoulders. The moles dotting his skin like pretty little constellations in the endless sky. Your time with Hyun is over; he doesn’t even want to see you anymore.

Through your knee-jerking sobs, you painfully wiggle your fingers under the necklace, ready to set him free from you once and for all. Until something shoves you aside. You look up at Hyun with a gasp, coughing out the dirt that flew into your lungs. The glow of his brown and red tinted eyes makes you shiver. The way he looks at you has sudden fear gripping your heart. You shouldn’t have done this year after year; it only makes him stronger, angrier. He isn’t the Hyun you know anymore. He isn’t-

He tucks a finger under your chin, making you shiver again, his cold touch prompting you to bring your eyes back to his.

“Why do you wander here?” he searches your eyes, his blonde hair ruffling in the wind.

You exhale shakily when his lips hover over yours, tempted more than anything to pull him into a kiss. You lick your dry lips, whispering against his soft ones, “why do all roads home lead back to you?”

Hyun crashes his lips to yours, swallowing your gasp and pulling you closer. His cold body presses fully against yours, making you tremble, your nipples pebbling through the fabric of your shirt. He immediately takes notice.

“You’re shivering.” Hyun leans back, dragging his eyes over your body. “You didn’t even dress properly, baby. Do you want to freeze to death?” he cradles your cheek in his hand when you shake your head, his droopy eyes looking you over attentively. “You came out here to feel.” His eyes darken significantly, his thumb swiping over your lips. “You came out here for my touch, baby. Do you want me to take you right here?”

Your breath hitches, gulping while trying to avoid his knowing stare, pressing your thighs around his waist. Hyun smirks and bites his lip, chuckling softly, “have you been craving my cock, baby?”

“Hyunnie,” you grip the front of his shirt.

“It’s been a long time since you had a good fill, hasn’t it?” he licks his lips and you swear you feel something hard pressing against your thigh. “I can help with that.” His glowing eyes inquire you wordlessly, his fingers caressing the curve of your jaw.

You part your dry lips, “please.”

He immediately presses his lips back to yours, reaching to push your coat off of your shoulders. “Wait,” he freezes, running his fingers through the fuzzy fabric. Hyun leans back. “Is that my…?”

You’re grateful for the cloudy sky, hiding the warmth on your cheeks away from his imploring eyes. You wordlessly nod, smiling at the shocked expression on his face. Of course you kept his favorite fuzzy black coat. He used to take it everywhere, and you’d shamelessly forget your own just for him to drape the warmth fabric over your shoulders, surrounding you with his scent and warmth. Tears spring to your eyes; you’ll never have those little moments again.

Hyun cups your face as if reading your mind. “Don’t think,” he murmurs, brushing your tears away. “Feel me.”

You nod, sniffling quietly while he slowly undresses you, his coat soon joined by the rest of your clothes on the ground below. Hyun hovers over you, his body does nothing to warm you up, but you feel like you’re on fire anyway. The way he looks at you is enough to make you burst into flames.

“You’ve been waiting long enough, hmm?” he runs a hand through his hair, revealing his forehead. His hungry eyes trail over your bare body, making you flush all the way down to your chest. “Beautiful,” he murmurs appreciatively, licking his lips before leaning down to you. He kisses you for a while, until you’re whimpering under him, clutching onto the fabric of his unbuttoned shirt.

“How do you want me, baby?” He pulls back to look at you, his hips snug to yours, keeping you pressed to the ground. “Hmm?” his lips brush over your ear, sucking on it softly while the cold wind and his chilly breaths fan over your sensitive skin. “What do you want?”

You gulp, pulling him closer, wound up so tight you could explode. “I want you in my mouth,” you whisper for his ears only.

Hyun sucks in a breath, his eyes impossibly darker. “That’s what you want, hmm?” his fingers brush over your waist, brown eyes daring. “My cock in your pretty mouth?”

“Hyun, please,” your eyes flutter shut when he grinds hard against you, the faint sensation sending you into overdrive.

He sits back to unzip his dress pants, driving you crazy with the way his tongue pokes out the side of his mouth. You catch a glimpse of his cock under the dim skylights before he’s shifting to kneel over your chest. His cock twitches before your very eyes, precome already beading at the tip. You lap it up eagerly, relishing in the hiss it coaxes out of him.

“Open your mouth, beautiful,” he softly commands, already sounding breathless. You open your mouth, swirling the tip of your tongue on the underside of his cock. Hyun groans, grabbing your hair. He barely moves, letting you do all of the work. You bob your head as best as you can, tightening the suction of your mouth just to hear his soft moans. The sloppy sounds of you gagging yourself on his cock has you squeezing your legs together.

Hyun’s thighs tremble under your hands. “Fuck, baby, if you don’t slow down I’m gonna come in your mouth,” he warns, grunting at a particularly deep thrust. His cock twitches relentlessly in your throat.

You pull off of him with a breathless gasp, stroking his wet cock. “Please,” you plea softly with teary eyes, rubbing his cock on your parted lips.

Hyun groans loudly, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment before brushing your hand off of his throbbing cock. “Stick out your tongue,” he demands. He immediately rests the head of his cock on your tongue, stroking himself at a hurried pace with heavy breaths. You hold still for him, sucking on the tip every now and then just to hear his breath hitch.

“Fuck fuck fuck, I’m coming,” Hyun mutters curses under his breath, quickly grabbing your head, thrusting his cock further into your mouth. It pulses on the back of your tongue, shooting ribbons of his cum down your throat. You swallow it thickly, tightening your lips around him on instinct, pulling sweet moans from his red lips as more jets of cum coat the back of your tongue.

You look up at him as he hangs his head, sweat already sticking his hair to his temples and shimmering on his chest under the light of the moon. Somehow he’s still hard, his hunger apparent when your eyes meet again. Hyun brushes the back of his hand on your cheek, “do you want more, baby?”

“Yes,” you don’t even hesitate, darting out your tongue for one last taste, making his thighs quiver, loving the little bit of power you have over him. You want it. More of this. More of him. You want more of everything.

Hyun smiles for the first time of the night and leans down to press a kiss to your forehead, setting your heart into overdrive. “Anything for you,” he murmurs, a flicker of familiar warmth flashing in his glowing eyes. He settles between your thighs, rubbing his cock through your folds. “Fuck you’re so wet,” he breathes, teasingly pressing himself inside of you.

“Hyun,” you moan impatiently, trying to grab a hold of him every time he thrusts shallowly into your waiting core, making the most obscene noises every time he pulls out of you. You shiver on his coat and the bed of dry leaves and dead grass, wrapping your legs around him. He suddenly bottoms out inside of you before you can protest again.

“You’re perfect,” he breathes against your parted lips, grunting when you meet his steady thrusts. “So warm,” he shudders with a sloppy jerk of his hips, groaning. “So good.”

You slowly guide his hands up and around your neck, looking up at him in a daze when he puts slight pressure on your neck. “Harder.”

“Baby...” he pants, his brows furrowed in a mix of pleasure and concern. He knows as well as you do how easily he could snap your neck without much thought. He’s not a mere human anymore. Those days are long gone.

“Please,” you beg. “I want to feel you,” you grasp at the collar of his shirt, looking down at where you are joined before meeting his eyes again, licking your dry lips. “Master.”

Hyun’s eyes flash, his nostrils flaring and jaw ticking at your defiance. He shoves his fingers into your mouth, making you gag a little and choke to accommodate them. “Shut the fuck up and take what I give you.”

You moan, your eyes fluttering shut as he thrusts harder inside of you, loving the way his pace falters every time you curl your tongue around his fingertips.

“You’ve gotten even prettier,” he breathes, more to himself than anyone else, but you hear his words loud and clear of the slaps of your bodies colliding together. The look in his eyes is a drunken combination of awe, love, lust… and an expression you rather not identify.

You cling onto him, wrapping your thighs tighter around him as tension builds in your stomach. Skin to skin like this, with little clothes and his breathy moans in your ear, this is the closest you’ve felt to him in 3 years. The world around you goes white when you hit your high, your body wrapped so tightly around him you feel his every breath, every word, and touch on your heated skin.

Everything, but the beat of his still heart.

Your eyes flutter open when you feel his hands back around your neck, panicking when he easily tucks his fingers under the tight band of your necklace. No. “Hyun-”

He swoops down to press his lips firmly to yours, savoring the salty taste of tears and his release on your lips. “I love you...” he utters sadly. “I’m sorry.”

Before you can move, yell, or say a word, he yanks off the necklace and crushes it in his hand, breaking the charms into pieces and shattering the stone whole.

As his body flickers in and out of focus, you can’t even cry, stuck in disbelief and struck with the fact that his teary, pain-filled eyes will be the last time you see him.

The eerie fog closes in on you, paired with the whistling wind. You look at the clearing around you, clutching his coat to your chest, not a single swing or bench in sight. You suck in a shaky breath, your lips trembling and teeth chattering at the bitter cold. You cry out, falling onto your knees at the lack of his warmth between your legs, the loss of him on the back of your tongue.

Hyun will forever be a phantom of the night, and your only hope of seeing him again is becoming his shooting star.

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6✓ | [💕] | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 |

A/N: Forgive me if I reply to you loves late. Gotta rest my hands. Thank you for this beautiful Boctober! \^0^/ 👻🎃🦇

[herbalinz-of-yesteryear]

1️⃣3️⃣ topics to choose from, write whatever your creativity fares. You can write whole stories, poem, even just a scene.

Given that I’m coming up with this idea late and time is short, maybe keep this fun and spontaneous. Drabble it, or call it flash fic; 10 to 1,000 words, give or take. And you can just post here on tumblr for convenience, but if the idea sparked here develop into a whole long fic that’s great! The only real requirement is to either have a) at least one character from the Witcher saga /any media type/, OC included or b) witcherverse setting, and post before 3 Nov, UTC.

Thank you, @andordean and @poeti-kat for prompt ideas!

Have fun and tag some birbs! Also please tag me too I would love to read all your stuff 🎃 @luciferian-herbivore @wholelottatiffy @ro-the-bard-writer @jawanaka @xuelingxu, if you have time, if not here’s me sending you a happy-Saovine 🦇

Write chilling, write scary, write spooky, most of all, write a treat for the joy of your heart 🖤

[bangtanfanficarchive]

🔊🗣️ I AM ONCE AGAIN ASKING FOR YOUR SPOOKIEST FIC PROMPTS.

I have a long list of reaction, headcanon, and drabble requests that I will be completing throughout the month of September. But as the spooky season draws nearer, I also want to start a little stockpile of scary/spooky/autumnal requests that I can start working away at as well because Halloween is my favorite holiday!

Anyways, you can leave your spooky headcanon, reaction, or drabble requests here! I will add my favorites to my September to-do list!

Happy prompting! 🎃

[torujours]

Whoo! its officially spooky season so i thought it would be fun to post a lot of different drabbles all month based on spooky/autumn realated prompts i liked!

Here is my schedule for posting all month long! these prompts are a mixture of my own ideas and some from this list! (i will also be posting random headcanons based on spooky/autumn things inbetween posting these drabbles)

Tagged with: 🎃 spooky scary drabbles 🎃

Oct 1- "don’t forget your scarf,  it’s cold out" Daichi

Oct 2- "i baked pumpkin pie!" Osamu

Oct 3- "apple cider is better than pumpkin spice" Semi

Oct 4- "i wanna smash those damn pumpkins" Kageyama

Oct 5- "if i hear or smell pumpkin spice anything one more time i’m going to scream" Sakusa

Oct 6- "we are going to couple this year and tHATS FINAL" Suga

Oct 7- "did you see something move in the woods?" Terushima

Oct 8- "Come on loser, it's time to jump in a leaf pile" iwazumi

Oct 9- "Finally time to whip out the ugly fall sweaters!" Yamaguchi

Oct 10- "i'm not a vampire, i just look good in black" Suna

Oct 11- "There is a leaf in your hair.." Aone

Oct 12- "is fall supposed to be this cold?" Yachi

Oct 13- "hehe, at least i'm cozy now" Akaashi

Oct 14-  “Opinion on candy corn?”  Kiyoko

Oct 15- “have you seen my blood? “IT’S FAKE BLOOD I PROMISE!” Hinata ft. kags

Oct 16- "you just had to mess with my spellbook huh" Atsumu

Oct 17- "Didn't I ban you from this corn maze?" Bokuto

Oct 18- "is that body real or fake?!" Kuroo ft. bokuto

Oct 19- "let's have a bonfire!" Goshiki

Oct 20- "I'm about to monster mash this shit!" Noya

Oct 21- "what are you,  a constipated ghost?" Tsukki

Oct 22- "pretty sure this place is haunted.." Kenma

Oct 23- "i got Casper the ghost up in my apartment" Makki

Oct 24- "wanna go apple picking?" Kita

Oct 25- "that's your jack-o-lantern?" Yaku

Oct 26- "yOU HAVENT WATCHED A SCARY MOVIE?" Futakuchi

Oct 27- "tell me again how you fucking summoned a demon???" Aran

Oct 28- "i bet you won't last 5 hours of this 24 hour halloween movie night we have planned" Lev

Oct 29- "i can't believe you scared this kid and now they won't stop crying" Ushijima

Oct 30- "yes we are driving around to look at the neighboors decorations at 2am" Oikawa

Oct 31- "it’s halloween,  motherfucker!" Tendou