#dndads halloween week wips

[happi-tree]

It's that time of the week once again - happy wip Wednesday!!! To ease the pain that was the last episode, have some cute Normal and Lincoln interactions from the Dndads Halloween Week wips. Sniff sniff the boys are meeting ✨🐺🧚 And they'll be introducing themselves to you later this month! :D

[cookies-over-yonder]

wip wednesday!!!

this one is for the prompt ghosts!!!

[abeinginsand]

halloweek wip for the trick or treating prompt, also visiting a farm was talking to friends about costumes one day and Kano from Kagerou project was suggested for Hermie. I love the project and Kano a lot so this is a kagerou project group cosplay

[officialgleamstar]

woohoo wip wednesday :D the normscarys... i cannot help it. they run my brain. based on some tags that happi-tree left on this post hehe

copied in plain text under the cut, since its a lil long for alt text:

“Sorry, I’m still figuring out how to do it, like,” Scary started, then paused, trying to think of the words. “Cleanly.”

“That’s fine,” Normal replied, his voice faint even in his own ears. Scary’s brow furrowed. “Do you need more? I don’t want you to go hungry.”

They were sitting on the floor in her bedroom, Normal leaning back against her bed while Scary was nearly in his lap to reach his neck. Her room suited their current activity of Scary drinking from him; thick curtains prevented any ounce of sunlight from creeping in, and a myriad of dark grungy posters did their best to cover up the pastel purple of her walls. Her bed had deep purple covers and black wood that matched the black of her dresser. Taylor had painted something red and violent-looking on the side of her dresser that was supposedly flowers, and there was a single stuffed animal against her pillows, a cutesy bat that Lincoln had bought for her. It always made him a little jealous when he thought about it. Not that he was thinking about it right now, when he could be thinking about Scary perched over him. There was no part of his brain dedicated to being viciously proud of being the one that Scary came to for this.

“Norm, you’re looking pale, I’m not gonna drink more,” Scary said, even as her eyes drifted back to the puncture on his neck. Normal could feel the blood smeared against his neck, but something about the way Scary bit him kept blood from gushing from the wounds. She had explained it to him at some point, he was sure she did. The memory felt a little faint at the moment. “Maybe I should clean that up, though.”

“Whatever you need,” he offered. Scary licked her lips. They were bright red with blood. His blood. It should have been gory, but it made her look like an old Hollywood star. His breathing was suddenly faint in his chest. “I’m good to go.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever,” she replied, leaning in again, and Normal closed his eyes.

[mj-thrush-gxn]

sneak peak on what’s to come

[dndadsfanweeks]

Getting excited about the spooky spirit? Want to give your friends and followers a little sneak peak?

Starting tomorrow, join us for WIP Wednesdays every week from now until Halloween Week officially kicks off!

Post project previews, samples, or whatever work so far you feel like putting out there with '#dndads Halloween Week WIPs', we'll be reblogging from that tag*. We can't wait to see what everyone has in the works!

*If you do not wish to have your WIPs shared, please just include a disclaimer letting us know, we'd be more than happy to respect your wishes.

[isadora-greenhall]

Here’s a sneak peek into what I’ve done for one of the prompts for Dndads Halloween Week! Sons & Sonsability spoilers, and canon typical mentions of violence, so it’s going behind a read more ❤️

Miss Elizabeth Mothman hadn’t considered the varying other delights of the 21st Century before this day. She and her beautiful, clever, elegant husband, Lady Jane Rogan, had spent many wonderful hours maiming and torturing and murdering and slaughtering “involuntary celibates” or, as Jane informed her to both their delights, “incels.” Billionaires, too, made wonderful game, even better than a fox hunt! But on this day, Tuesday the 31st of this month of October, in the Year of our Lord two thousand and twenty-three, Jane had surprised Lizzie by introducing her to Hallowe’en, especially to festive costumes, and then most especially to the “slutty” category of the thing.

[icy-book]

I actually remembered to do one this week

[raemeh]

Not me using any excuse to draw the Stampler-Marlowes

[nutria--oscura]

not a wip, but a warning

[ID: "in the tall grass is its own warning /end ID]

[hermanunworthy]

happy wip wednesday + vampire day of dndads halloween week!! this actually isnt the only vampire themed project i have cooking up hehe.....

[happi-tree]

Howdy, guys, happy wip Wednesday!!! Got some fun things in the works for the Dndads Halloween Week event (this one in particular is for October 29th's prompt, demons/baking/nightmares). See you at the summoning! 🕯

[cookies-over-yonder]

happy wip weds this is for the dndads halloweek hehe (for the prompt "things left abandoned")

[abeinginsand]

Wip wednesday!! --- Title: Pumpkins and Princesses Summary: There's an October party coming up and the friend group were all going to go! They all planned a weekend meet-up at the mall to get their costumes and other party essentials. Taylor's costume shopping seems to bring up a few memories and a pinch of feelings though. Nothing he can't handle of course! I've shared a snippet of this before but I can't find the post haha soo anyway here it is a little more of it below the cut ----

If he closes his eyes and thinks hard enough for the start of a headache to form, the teen can recall this vague memory of his dad kneeling in front of him and ruffling his hair after he set up the nightly toy fort. Of a warm and low voice reminding him to leave a small opening in the wall so that the princess may get into her castle safety. "Qween!" "Huh?" "Momma's a qween." And then his dad smiled...or he thinks he did? He holds his head as the headache gets worse. He wanted to know how the rest of the conversation went, to remember, just a little more about those little moments that proved his dad was around back then. "Taylor! Hey, um...are you okay?" It's Normal's worried voice that brings him back to the present. He looks away from the fairytale costumes on the rack and over to his slightly taller friend. The teen grins, red braces and small fangs peeking out and replies, "Yeah, I'm good!" Normal nods, his brown, poofy hair bouncing a bit as he does. The two resume their search through the party and costume store. Its a few minutes more of wandering and sifting through outfits that their red-headed companion comes over to them. Their red-frame glasses shine as they arch an eyebrow at the duo. Unlike the two of them, Hermie has harlequin and penguin villain outfits in hand.

[officialgleamstar]

okay time for MY wip wednesday for halloween week ehehehe

mnmoms au because morgan and jodie in that au make me act wrong in the head. my favorite strange couple. transcribed in plain text below the cut for screen readers because its a little long for alt text

“Morgan,” he gritted out and she just shook her head, glancing back at the movie. It was some slasher she had found, one she had never heard of but seemed blood enough to be amusing. She had never been particularly bothered by gore, but after the Forgotten Realms, it was near impossible for the cheap affects to gross her out. Even when it did make her squeamish-

She looked back at Jodie. His face was scrunched up under his hand and knowing him, he wanted to cover his eyes with both hands, but his other arm was still around her shoulders. It was sweet. She giggled, the sound muffled under the revving of a chainsaw in the movie.

“You’re a serial killer,” Jodie muttered, clearly hearing her anyways, and she cuddled closer into his side. “Living with you is like a personal Saw trap.”

“Aw, thanks.”

[happi-tree]

Last wip Wednesday before Dndads Halloween Week finally kicks off! Here's one last look-see (for October 27's prompt, werewolves / visiting a farm / things left abandoned) as the autumn moon rises 🌕