#happy early halloween ya'll!

[call-me-nineki]

Another thing (probably last) from the Halloween event~ (':

[cambion-companion]

BG3 Companions on a Halloween Date

YES I was itching to do something for the BG3 gang for the season. You could say it's been bugging me. Hah. Ok sorry it's the influence of my pfp.

Let's start with

You want a cozy night in under the covers, watching scary movies (or puppet shows or whatever the heck is the equivalent in Faerun) but he's not sold on the idea. "I've seen enough horror to last me several lifetimes, darling."

Instead Astarion would take you out in the crisp Autumn air, under the distant sun, for a walk crunching through the dried leaves of brown and red.

He'd want to go to the pumpkin patch to find the perfect gourd for a Jack-o-Lantern.

When the sun set so very early in the afternoon, you'd retire back to your cozy abode and set to carving faces into your pumpkins.

Astarion of course would make short work of his, dexterous as ever with those knives, and he would do his best to shape the face into what he hopes he looks like.

Either that or, depending on where you're at in his character arc, he'd remake Cazador BEFORE gutting it and making a whole show of utterly eviscerating the poor Halloween decoration. "Astarion, this is supposed to be relaxing." "This IS my ideal downtime."

You want someone who will snuggle under the covers and watch Hocus Pocus with you? Wyll is your man. But sorry I'm trying to keep to a less modern AU.

Wyll seems like the kind of guy who would put on some fitting music as you two cooked together, dancing in the kitchen intermittently and almost forgetting to check on the cookies before they burned.

He's such a sweetheart, checking to make sure you're happy with just spending an evening indoors with him. "We can go out on the town if you desire, sweetheart." "No, Wyll, I've told you this is absolutely perfect."

Depending on the choices you've made with him thus far, Mizora might pop in to dip her finger in the batter and bamf out again, giving ya'll a cheeky wink. "Ta ta, love imps. You make me physically ill."

Sigh, you're back for more bones hm?

Alright I'll entertain you.

You ask Withers to dance to Spooky Scary Skeletons. He looks at you, unimpressed. "Get thee hence." "Wilt thou harass someone else?"

Ideally I would propose and she'd say "yes". Oh what? Sorry, I was miles away.

For a Halloween date. Hm. A corn maze. Definitely.

She'd be all about her tutelage under Shar's freaks followers and want to show off her sneaking skills.

It would turn into a game of hide-and-go-seek and then it'd get a little creepy before she'd inevitably pounce on you and you'd end of in a fit of laughter together.

"I wasn't going to hurt you!" "Well, Shaddy, sometimes I wonder." "Good to keep you on your toes, then." "Careful, I saw a pond on the way in."

Then you two would go and get some candied apples and chat about memories and flowers that bloom in the gloaming.

Oh Gale.

He'd love to read to you out of a classic gothic novel (cough cough Dracula cough cough) while you two cozy up under some blankets.

He'd probably get fresh with you and run a hand up your leg or something, OH SORRY this is post the patch that fixed that? OK. He'd wait an extra hour.

Tara would curl up next to you and listen as he read from the book, the firelight crackling and warming your bodies as the night grows dark outside.

Afterward he would ask if you'd like to be guided into the Astral plane where you can look down on the All Hallow's Eve festivities below.

yeah, gotta give Tiefling daddy some love. Especially since I still feel bad for massacring them all my last playthru.

Zevlor is another who has seen his fair share of horror, and he would opt to do something more lighthearted with you for a Halloween date.

He seems like a family kind of man, so I expect he would invite the whole gang over for a delicious dinner. Mol and her friends, Arabella and her parents. Rolan and Zorru and maybe even Auntie Ethel will sneak in there. Then it really WOULD be a Halloween experience.

After the dinner and the guests are snoozing or already left he'd wrap an arm around you and pull you close. "Would you accompany me outside? I would like to show you the stars and tell their tales. It's been so long since I've gotten to properly admire them. Or you."

Of course I have to include the daddy devil, who do you think I am?

Raphael would take you to a haunted house, of course. OF COURSE.

Hell, what better house that is haunted than the House of Hope?

It would be horrifying for you, since the no touching rules don't apply there, and most amusing for him.

You'd practically climb the cambion in your efforts to avoid the ghosties, especially that one who constantly says "huuuurt meeee, pleeeaaase."

Raphael would enjoy watching you squirm, and remind you such a fate would not be yours only IF you followed his rules.

Oh yeah, and maybe if you're lucky, or perhaps very unlucky, he'll invite you to his Boudoir.

Oak Father frowns on dissecting pumpkins for the sake of creating superfluous lanterns (or something...I heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend, ok)

Instead, Halsin would druid craft you vines and harvest fruits in whatever shapes, sizes, and colors you desired.

He'd also want to go trick or treating so BADLY. "But Halsin, you're eight feet tall and built like a linebacker. No one is going to mistake you for a kid." Then he'd cast Disguise Self and you'd be forced to take him out on the town in hunt of candy.

Poor guy didn't have much of a childhood and wants to experience the finer things in life. Get those king sized candy bars...just once.

You are a bit huffy, having expected a more...romantic evening than this. But he'll make it up to you later winkwonk , till you can bearly stand it.

Aw

You guys would get all CUTE and gussied up together.

Go out on the town.

Pick the best looking victim to be a sacrifice to Lolth.

Wait...what?

[applewatersugar]

Hey hey yall! Just a little update:

1. I accept suggestions, requests related (ONLY) to the CP bodyshape!

Until Nov 5. since my Fall break started not long ago. You can ask or leave a comment under this post.

2. The 3D eyelashes are done and they are accessory box ready!

So ya'll wont have to enter "mini-cas" everytime to change your sims. Only the preview pictures and a new accessory box object left to make.

3. Happy early Halloween! 👻

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Ya'll sent me your fav spoopy fics. Enjoy!

Anon

Spell It Out For Me by Chubstilinski

(1/1 I 14,766 I Explicit I Sterek)

But now Stiles was, well. He was fat. Not extremely so, just a little chubby, really, but it was exaggerated, every curve highlighted by the tightness of clothes made for a slender body. His Clark Kent slacks clung to thick thighs and cut into his hips. A substantial belly and small muffin top spilled over the waistband, stretching the buttons on his clean shirt. Derek could see the swell of his chest where the Superman logo peeked out from the undone top buttons, and he felt like he was going crazy. Stiles was gorgeous.

Or, on Halloween, Stiles gets jinxed by a hoodoo practitioner into gaining weight very rapidly. Derek thinks it's sexy. Stiles thinks Derek is sexy. Shenanigans ensue.

Hallow’s Warmth by raisesomehale 

(1/1 I 68,023 I Mature I Sterek)

Derek and Cora own the little coffee shop downtown, Stiles is the regular and talkative client that Derek may or may not be infatuated with, and the cold weather is extremely inconvenient considering it dusts Stiles’ cheeks with a rosy shade of red and causes his breath to frost over in white puffs whenever he laughs.

Pining and Halloweenie things ensue.

@emeraldvssilver

Dead Things by standinginanicedress

(6/6 I 89,100 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek blows some more smoke out. He chooses to look at Stiles’ mouth instead of in his eyes, again. “I need you to bring someone back.”

“Back.”

“From the dead.”

“Absolutely not,” Stiles scoffs, shaking his head. “Not for you, not for all the money in the world.”

Derek looks at him, just looks. He is not going to accept no for an answer, and Stiles knows it, but it doesn’t matter, because Stiles will not do that. He cannot do that, not again. “Why not for me in specific?”

Darling, Dearest, Dead by standinginanicedress

(1/1 I 42,218 I Explicit I Sterek)

“It’s October first.”

“So it is.”

Stiles taps his chin a bit dubiously, and then sips his pumpkin spice nice and slow, as if he’s considering all his possibilities. Across the room, an old man frowns at the two of them sitting there – maybe because they’re homos, or maybe because Stiles is the local witch doctor. Either way, Stiles pays it no mind and simply winks in the old man’s direction before turning his eyes back onto Derek. “My witchy powers are in full force in this dark month.”

“Can’t we just carve pumpkins and put decorations up like everyone else?”

@snarkatthemoon

How Many Pumpkins Is Too Many Pumpkins? by snarkatthemoon

(1/1 I 12,547 I Mature I Sterek)

"Wake up," Stiles says, and places a kiss behind Derek's ear. "My birthday is over, and Halloween season has officially begun. I've booked the pumpkin patch for eleven."

Derek's happy, barely-awake rumbles abruptly stop, his body stiffening. He rolls over slowly, then blinks at Stiles, his eyes crusty with sleep. "What."

"Pumpkins, Derek," Stiles says. "We need to get there early or all the good ones will be gone. This house is huge, so we're probably going to need at least twenty to sufficiently decorate—"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Derek says, sitting up in bed suddenly, a look of abject horror on his face. "Who said anything about pumpkins, or decorating?"

"Uh, me," Stiles tells him, rolling his eyes. "There's only two weeks until Halloween. I want this place to look like Satan's grotto by the time we’re done with it. Realistically, how many pumpkins do you think you can carve in an afternoon. Eight? Ten?"

.

Or, the one where Stiles is stupidly excited for Halloween, and Derek...isn't. Oh, and they may accidentally adopt a cat to which Stiles is also stupidly excited, and Derek...isn't.

AND

@dragonsandwolvesohmy suggested these!

build your bones by pineneedlepants

(2/2 I 15,042 I Explicit I Sterek)

There’s something acid twisting in Stiles’ scent as he keeps staring at Derek, awkward silence surrounding them. Derek can practically see the gears turning inside Stiles’ head as he comes to his conclusions.

‘’Not a faulty wiring then, huh. Hunters?’’

Derek gives one sharp nod.

‘’The ones after you now?’’

Another sharp nod.

‘’Well, shit,’’ Stiles says, and Derek sees his face widening into a feral grin. ‘’If they ever cross me and mine,’’ he says with dark glee, ‘’they’ll be so fucking sorry for all of their life choices. I can promise you that.’’

Devil in the Details by Accidental_Ducky

(8/8 I 26,473 I Mature I Sterek)

“So we’ll split up.”

“Baby,” Boyd says, taking her arm in a gentle hold,” that is the single whitest sentence to ever leave your mouth. Splitting up to search for a crazed murderer with no moral compass is a job better left to the police. I say we go upstairs, barricade the basement door closed and hangout in the lobby until help shows up.”

“Derek found a way to break out of a sealed chamber and you think shoving a desk in front of a wooden door will keep him from using our skin as lampshades?”

“I never should have let you watch American Horror Story. Our lives have just gone downhill since then.” Boyd runs a hand over his mouth, scratching absently at the stubble along his jaw before heaving out a sigh. “Fine, we’ll go look for Hale, but we’re sticking together. I’m not about to be the token black guy that gets butchered in some kind of cheesy nineties horror flick.”

[redheadspark]

September Prompt

Hello everyone! Happy September!!

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Since we're in September, (though it doesn't feel like it temperature wise where I am in Southern California) I figure it's time for another prompt session! I'll do another one around the 15th for sure, but this should be a fun one for now!

This Theme is:

🧡🎃🍂 Autumn 🍂🎃🧡

Here are my rules with this prompt session:

1.) You maybe chose ONE character from my list that I'll provide in a link found Here. It'll have the list of characters that I write for or have written for in the past.

*(If you have a character not listed that you wish for me to write, PLEASE MESSAGE ME AND CLEAR IT WITH ME FIRST TO SEE IF I CAN OR WILL DO IT!)*

2.) The Prompt list found below has two sections: Scenarios and Dialogue. You may choose ONE FROM EACH, not two from one and two from another.

3.) You can request in my ASK box neither as yourself or anonymously. Although I would LOVE to give you a shout if you request as yourself, anon is perfectly fine!

4.) I will close this prompt session Thursday, September 8th at 3:00 pm (Pacific Standard Time or California USA time).

*I'm closing it a pinch early solely because I have family coming into town from Oregon and I'll be with them all weekend, focusing on family time. :)*

5.) Have fun and enjoy! And as I said before, I'll do another prompt session on the 15th of September so don't be sad if you don't request in time :)

*Prompts created by @mirclealignr *

Scenarios ;

crunching leaves

caught in the rain

pumpkin picking

carving a pumpkin

trick or treating

watching scary movies

tim burton

halloween party

ghost stories

coffee date

rain walks

exploring a graveyard

thunderstorm

apple picking

reading by an open window

playing chess

library / bookshop date

black cat

castle trip

local bakery

studio ghibli

blackberry picking

back to school / university

making halloween costumes

shopping for halloween costumes

Dialogues ;

“it’s sweater season!”

“are you scared?”

“your costume looks great.”

“i don’t like scary movies.” - “i’ll keep you safe.”

“pumpkin spiced latte, please.”

“you’ve got leaves in your hair.”

“do you want some hot chocolate?”

“you’re soaked through!”

“did i scare you?” - “no!”

“it’s a fire hazard in here, you don’t need this many candles.”

“what are you reading?”

“i bet you can’t catch a leaf.”

“i hate pumpkin.”

“your entire wardrobe has changed!”

“i forgot how cold it could get.”

“here, take my sweater.”

“isn’t this stuff for kids?”

“you’re supposed to be quiet in the library.”

“do you like cinnamon?”

“stop playing around with the lights, it’s not funny.”

“you’ll get bad luck.”

“careful, there might be vampires. or werewolves!” - “yeah, or ghosts!”

“wow, dark already.”

“you think someone died here?”

“your hands are cold.”

“come on under the covers with me.”

“what are you doing?” - “making a leaf angel.”

“here take this!” - “it’s a white sheet.” - “yeah, put it on.”

“you look cold, do you want a hug?”

“it looks lovely and cozy in here.”

Have fun! I can't wait to see what ya'll request!

Remember, this Prompt session closes on Thursday, September 8th at 3:00pm (PST or California USA time)

Happy September!

Tagged: @a-lumos-in-the-nox @heartofwritiing @charlie-heatons-whxre @steve-harringtons-slut @basicrese

[anxiety-cannon]

[greycappedjester]

"The Weirdness With Witches" first few bits

Hey ya'll! With it being October, I'm doing another Investigation Inc. story (ie. the Scooby-Doo Hq AU). It's going to be called "The Weirdness With Witches" and the first chapter will be going up sometime this month (hopefully all the story will go up this month but let's see how much school is killing me...).

In the meantime, I'm going to be finishing up the next chapter of After the Fall of Olympus; so, until then, I thought I'd post the first few scenes of the next Investigations Inc. to start off October.

Happy (Early) Halloween!

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The Weirdness With Witches

The man looked up at the tiny sliver of moon, the wind whistling through the trees.

“Do we really have to do this at night,” he whispered.

His partner shoved him by the shoulder, urging him forward. “Quit complaining. For the amount of money Hatori’s paying us, I’d spend months in this stupid forest, day or night.”

“Yeah, but…,” There was something scraping against his arms that he told himself was just dead branches, “would it really be so bad if we did this tomorrow morning? We won’t even be able to see the test results like this.”

“Hatori’s paranoid.” His partner shrugged. “Can’t say I blame him with everything else he’s had to deal with. If we do find something, the last thing we want is the Machida bastards finding out about it.” He moved his flashlight, sliding down lower on a rough incline. “Now, grab the kit and get over it.”

Something moved in the trees. Something big.

Both men went still.

The first swallowed. “Was that...was that you?”

“Shh,” his partner mimed, eyes on the forest.

The man tried to laugh. “You don’t….you don’t think there really is--”

“I said ‘shut up’,” he hissed back. “There’s no such thing as witches. There’s only--”

Light shone out from the bushes, the branches rattling and both stopped, hands shaking as a figure slowly took shape in the light.

They raised their flashlights, only to…

Four people screamed.

“What the--,” the new figure shouted, light shone to reveal a woman in a hard hat. She rolled her eyes at her similarly dressed companion. “Nevermind. Ugh, it’s just those guys that Hatori asshole hired!”

“You!” The partner shoved forward. “What are you trying to pull, hiding in the bushes and trying to scare people? Shit, really are taking after your boss, aren’t you?”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you,” she snapped back, poking at his chest. “Why are you both out here working at night? Got something to hide!”

He huffed. “Us? Why don’t you ask your boss Macida? Unless he’s too busy making up stories about--”

“Um,” the man pulled at his partner’s arm. “Does that look...is that normal?”

Around the group, the shapes of trees were quickly fading against a deep, thick fog. It spilled out from everywhere, slowly covering their feet and their legs.

The woman swallowed. “If this is your idea of a prank, then it’s not going to work.”

“It’s not.” The partner’s shoulders were tense. “We’re not the ones doing this.”

The wind howled against the branches.

…..The scratching sound didn’t seem so natural anymore.

The man waved his flashlight wildly. “I can’t see the path! We were heading in that direction, right? I can’t--”

The light shone against the other side of the path, briefly throwing it into sharp relief.

Crack!

The flashlight dropped, smashing against the ground, and rolled away.

The figure was still there, standing at the end of the path. Long matted hair hanging around a skull-like face that seemed more creature than human. Dark black robes that seemed like they were formed by shadows, sweeping out from the fog.

And the hands…

For the hands, too thin fingers stretched and stretched to form sharp, curving claws.

-----

At a well lit service desk in the park office, Kunimi and Kindachi barely looked up from their card game as screams echoed through the forest.

Kindachi laid down an ace of hearts and strained his neck at the sound of heavy running

The slam of car doors followed along with the revving of engines. Finally, two vans screeched out of the parking lot as fast as they possibly could.

“Which guys were those? Hatori’s or Machida’s?” Kunimi had already grabbed the board.

Kindaichi squinted. “Looked like both.

“Dang, that means it’s still tied.” Kunimi made four marks, two under a column labeled ‘Hatori’ and two under ‘Machida’. He adjusted the total, too. “That makes 16 in three months. I don’t get why they keep sending people?”

“Tell me about it.” Kindaichi snorted. “Only an absolute idiot would go in those woods at night.”

-------

“Camping!” Oikawa sung out, map spread wide over his lap. “The single most exhilarating feeling known to man. A chance to become one with nature, an opportunity for revival, for rejuvenation, for--”

“Take a left up here,” Suga said, leaning forward from the seat partition.

“For you to completely ignore my charm and ingenuity with backseat navigating,” Oikawa finished, glancing briefly down at the map. “Also, no, it’s definitely right!”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes. “Turning right would take us down a cliff.”

“Okay, a bumpy right.”

Iwaizumi went left. “This is why you’re off direction duty.”

“That,” Kuroo piped in, “and the last time we trusted you navigating, you stranded us in the middle of the woods and we had to walk five miles only to end up stuck in legitimately haunted suburbia for three days.”

“Legitimately haunted is probably a misnomer,” Suga offered.

“Exactly. There is no way you can blame me for the fake ghost.” Oikawa shrugged. “Plus, it wasn’t that bad.”

“Yeah!” Bokuto said. “And Kuroo got a date!”

Kuroo smirked like his cheeks hadn’t gone a pleased pink. “Alright, fine, I’ll give it that.” He paused. “I still hesitate to credit anything having to do with Kenma to Oikawa’s map skills, even indirectly. Actually, when it comes to my dating life, I like to pretend none of you exist at all. Think of it like a secret life or a selective memory wipe.”

“Sounds healthy,” Iwaizumi commented dryly.

“Are we there yet?” Bokuto looked around at the forest around them. “It looks like we’re there yet. Is there a river? What about hiking? Oh! Do you think we can do rock climbing? I brought rope!”

“Just rope,” Suga asked.

Bokuto tilted his head. “Yeah? What else do we need?”

“There should be tons of that kind of stuff,” Oikawa said. “Some rich families bought it up a while ago as a private reserve. Now, it’s pretty exclusive for campgrounds--supposed to be gorgeous.”

“How’d we get to come here, then,” Kuroo asked.

“Kunimi and Kindaichi.” Oikawa told him. “Apparently, they got hired here as camp counselors for the summer; used to come here when they were kids. They said it’s always great.”

Kuroo lifted a brow. “Are we supposed to know who Kunimi and Kindachi are?”

Oikawa gasped, hand to his chest. “My mentees! My very own protegees back when I was debate captain last year and you forgot them!” He wiped away a fake tear. “How could you? They were basically my closest friends--ya know other than you guys!”

Kuroo threw his hands up. “You said that about half the school! How does that narrow it down?”

“Kunimi and Kindachi,” Bokuto said, running over the names again. His eyes widened. “Wait, that’s the kid with all the history books and the other one with the hair….” Bokuto gestured at his head, “the turnip hair, right? Those guys!”

Oikawa nodded. “That’s the two! My cute little juniors.” He elbowed Iwaizumi. “Our juniors, technically. Iwa-chan’s still my honorary vice-president. On paper, at least.”

“But, you don’t do debate,” Suga commented, looking at Iwaizumi.

“No,” Iwaizumi sighed, “but Oikawa roped me into it after his last VP got arrested for--”

“Ah,” Oikawa cut him off, “no need to get bogged down with details and old history. The point is that Kunimi and Kindachi love us! Which is why they gave us a heads up on the campground when I told them I was looking for a place.”

“Okay.” Kuroo held up a hand. “So, now with that established, can we all agree that if anything else strange, mysterious, and/or ghost-like happens this time, we give up any and all camping related endeavors for, meh, at least a year. All in favor?”

Suga shrugged. “Sounds good.”

“But...camping…,” Bokuto pouted.

“Absolutely,” Iwaizumi said on principle.

Oikawa huffed, crossing his arms. “There’s not going to be another ghost. That was a once in a lifetime kind of odds. So, fine. Agreed.”

“And we’re here,” Iwaizumi announced.

A hanging wooden sign imperiously proclaimed The Machida-Hatori Family Campgrounds…...right over the visitors’ booth.

Iwaizumi slowed down the van so he could call inside. “Hey, we’re--oh.”

No one was there. And they hadn't been for a long time.

A thin layer of dust clouded the windows, spiderwebs hanging where once there should have been a security guard.

All in all, the place looked deserted.

As one, the car all turned to Oikawa.

“What?” Oikawa reassured breezily. “That’s not a ghost, that’s just bad management.”

“Somehow still not reassuring,” Suga said.

Bokuto beamed, rubbing his hands together. “Maybe that just means it’s super exclusive! Like our own private resort.”

“That’s the spirit,” Kuroo slapped his back, just as Iwaizumi started the van forward to the camp grounds.

“Or they’re just understaffed,” Suga said. “I suppose one of us can try to find the main cabin while the rest of us set up the tents. Just so they know where we are in case something goes wrong.”

“Huh.” Iwaizumi muttered in a complete deadpan, driving deeper into the woods. “What could possibly possibly go wrong?”

[lath-ara-ara]

WIP

Warning: Gore

Happy Early Halloween lol, made a lil sketch that still needs sum fixing

Hope ya'll liked it! <3

[visionthefox]

Happy Early Halloween Vivi!!!

wAAAAH! HAPPY EARLY HALLOWEEN PAL! hope ya'll get a great week!! <3 also! I got an petition in my ask, if someone would like to see an specific fan art of an character , dont be afraid to ask! I will try my best to at least do a good sketch! haha