#no because. to be fair I haven't read wonder halloween

[slightlytoastedbagel]

I still don't fucking understand ruikasa

[darcyfangirlsfrequently]

We Fell in Love in October, chapter 3 - October 3rd: Lunch Dates

For @dungeons-are-too-cold specifically because I told them that they would lose their minds over this chapter and also @gaelic-symphony bc she is my beta reader

Summary: Each of our main pairings goes on a lunch date, ft. a brief appearance by Willifer and Misty

Chapter word count: 1906

Total word count: 4844

Can also be read here on Ao3

Emily nearly jumped out of her skin when someone came up behind her at her locker and wrapped their arms around her waist.

"Relax, relax," Tara chuckled. "It's just me."

"Oh, okay," Emily said as she tried to return her breathing to normal. "Hey, you! What's up?"

"Well, I was thinking, it's our third day of being girlfriends and we haven't even gone on a date yet. Can I take you to lunch?"

"You most definitely can. Beats the peanut butter and jam sandwich I brought for myself."

"I am concerned for your eating habits when your mother is out of town."

"I can't cook, Tara!"

"Exactly! I'll have to give you some lessons."

"Or… you can just cook for me."

"I may be your girlfriend right now, but I am not your housewife!"

"Shame. You'd look so pretty in one of those fifties housewife dresses." Emily trailed her hand along Tara's waist on the comfy knit turtleneck sweater she was currently wearing. 

Tara was gay panicking again, but tried to laugh it off. "Yeah, maybe for Halloween. Now come on, I'm taking you out for lunch."

"Cool. Where?"

"The Burgers & Shakes down the street? It's close and affordable."

"Do you just want to split a milkshake with two straws?"

Tara could feel her cheeks warm. "Maybe."

Emily grinned. "Sap. Sounds good. Let's go."

They made their way to the restaurant and were seated quite quickly. "So, what do you recommend?" Emily asked Tara. "Since this was your idea and all."

"The chocolate-strawberry milkshake is to die for. Does that sound good to you?"

"Sounds amazing."

They ordered their milkshake and were served not too long after, since it didn't take long to make. It came in a large metal cup with two straws. "This feels hopelessly rom-com," Emily laughed.

"Says the girl who suggested we date for October so that we weren't both single for unofficial lesbian month."

"Yeah, okay, that's fair."

Halfway through the milkshake, Emily found herself with a massive brain freeze. "Ow ow ow ow ow," she muttered, pressing her fingertips against her temples.

"Did I not tell you to take it slow?" Tara asked her.

"No, no you did not, actually."

"Really? Oh. Well, you should take it slow. You don't want to get a brain freeze."

Emily laughed sarcastically. "Fat load of good that does me now, thanks, Tara. Do you have anything that might actually help me get rid of this brain freeze you are completely at fault for?"

"Press your thumb to the roof of your mouth."

She did, and quickly found that her brain freeze did in fact dissipate. "Wow. That's actually not bad."

"You're welcome," Tara said.

Emily stuck her tongue out at her. "I did not say thank you. I still blame you for the brain freeze in the first place."

They finished their milkshake, and as they were preparing to leave, Emily noticed Tara had some in the corner of her mouth. She picked up her napkin and said, "Here, you have a little something…" she wiped it off Tara's face, and suddenly the tension between the two girls was palpable. Emily once again found herself wanting to kiss Tara, but told herself it was too soon, and she had no idea if Tara was even okay with that.

Tara cleared her throat. "Um. Thank you." And with that, the tension was gone.

"Yeah. Of course. You would have done the same for me." She held out her arm to Tara. "Shall we head back?"

Tara looped her arm through Emily's. "We shall."

***

Spencer was less than startled when a very familiar set of hands covered his eyes and an equally as familiar voice from behind him said, "Guess who?"

"Hmm, I fucking wonder." Spencer turned around and pressed a light kiss to Derek's lips. "Hey."

"Do you know what today is?"

"It happens to be our thirty-eight-month anniversary, but I highly doubt that's what you're talking about."

"Actually, it is. I want to take you out to lunch to celebrate. Does that sound okay to you?"

Surprisingly, Spencer found himself blinking back tears. "Wait, you actually remembered? You're not just making that up?"

"No, seriously, look." Derek pulled out his phone and showed Spencer his calendar where that date had a reminder that said, 3 years and 2 months with my Pretty Boy! "I know we don't always do something on our monthly anniversary now that we have yearly anniversaries… but I thought maybe we could start?"

Spencer was really fighting back tears now. "I love you so much."

Derek wrapped his arms around Spencer and kissed him gently. "I love you too. So are we going out for lunch or what? Because I want to eat pizza with my boyfriend."

Spencer laughed through the happy tears that had begun to fall. "Yeah. I want that too."

Hand in hand, the two boys made their way to a pizza shop just behind their school. They swung their arms between them, and it just felt so terribly cliché. They loved it. They got a small pizza and shared it, feeding each other bites from their own slices even though it was the same pizza. 

"I like the idea of still doing something for our monthly anniversaries," Spencer told Derek as they were heading back. "Even though we have annual anniversaries now, these should still be just as important, you know?"

"Yeah," Derek said, smiling and this boy that he loved so much. "I know."

***

JJ and her boyfriend, Will Lamontagne, accosted Matt and his girlfriend Kristy in the hall. "The four of us are going on a lunch double date," JJ told them. "Now. No cafeteria."

Kristy and Matt looked stunned. "Um, okay," Matt said. "Can we ask why?"

"Emily texted me saying she and Tara weren't going to be at lunch because they were going out. Spence also texted that he and Derek weren't going to be at lunch because they're going out. So if the four of us leave, who do we leave behind all alone?"

It hit the other couple at the exact same moment. "Luke and Penelope."

"Exactly! So if we get them to spend lunch alone together, then maybe they'll actually start to take steps towards becoming the more than friends they are clearly meant to be!"

"Sounds good," Kristy said. "Let's go."

***

When Luke arrived at their normal meetup spot, only Penelope was there.

"Hey," he said. "Where's everyone else?"

"Well, it appears all of our friends have decided that October third is the best day of all days to go on lunch dates. So they are all gone."

“So it’s just you and me then?” He knew she was probably less than thrilled at the prospect, so he tried to keep some of the excitement out of his voice.

"Well, I mean, I was just going to go to the new coffee house that opened down the street. It's vegan, and no one else has wanted to try it with me, so this is as good an opportunity as any."

"Do you mind if I join you?"

Penelope raised her brows at him. "You did hear the part where I said it was vegan, right?"

"Yeah, I don't care. It sounds nice. Besides, I've hung out with pretty much everyone in our group one-on-one except for you. It could be fun."

"As long as you don't judge my eating habits."

Luke laughed at that, but the look in her eyes told him she was dead serious. "Wait, you don't think I would actually ever do that, do you?"

She shrugged and didn't look him in the eyes. 

"Come on, I knew you weren't my biggest fan, but do you really think I'm that much of a douchebag?"

She shrugged again. "I don't know. Not anymore. I kinda thought you were, back when you were new, you just gave off those vibes, I guess. I mean, come on, some new army brat macho football player? What was I supposed to think?"

"Well you know me now," he pointed out. "Surely you know I'm not like that. And I mean, come on, would Tara call me one of her best friends if I was a terrible guy? Would she even associate with me? You know lesbians are famously picky about the men they interact with."

Penelope giggled. "Yeah, I guess that's true." Her smile then fell a bit. "I'm sorry, Luke."

"Don't worry about it. So are you going to allow me to accompany you to your fancy coffee house, or are you going to leave me here all on my lonesome?"

She giggled again. "Yeah, sure, let's go."

He bowed and swept his arms in front of him in a grand gesture. "Lead the way, Chica."

The atmosphere of the coffee shop was amazing. It smelled heavenly and had a dark wood interior, with pieces of art all over the walls and dim lightbulbs hanging over the tables. Unfortunately, all this also made it feel like a prime date location.

"You're going to have to tell me what to get," Luke told her. "I've never eaten anything vegetarian or vegan before."

"Okay, well any coffee you get is going to be the same as normal, just with dairy-free milk, and they have paninis and baked goods if you want to get something to eat."

"Wait, Caprese," Luke said, pointing at one of the paninis. "Doesn't that have mozzarella cheese?"

"Well normally yes, but in this case they would have made fake cheese with tofu."

"Wait a second, you can make fake cheese from tofu?"

"Mhmm! You can make a lot out of tofu!"

"And does it taste like the real deal?"

"Why don't you try it and find out?"

Luke did end up getting that panini, and Penelope got a mushroom one. They each also got a cookie–chocolate chip for him, peanut butter for her–and an iced coffee.

"Queen culture is getting iced coffee at any time of the year," Penelope said.

"Truly," Luke agreed, laughing as he tapped his cup against hers.

They ate their lunch, laughing and chatting about everything and nothing. By the end of the lunch break, some of the tension between the two seemed to have dissolved.

"Hey, I had fun today," he told her, bumping her shoulder with his. "Seriously."

She smiled softly. "Me too." Then, with a smirk, she added, "Just don't think this means I'm going to be nice to you."

He laughed, holding the door open for her to leave ahead of him. "Of course."

They parted ways once they reached the school, each of them headed to their respective lockers. 

JJ sidled up to Penelope at hers. “So… how was lunch with Luke?”

“It was fine, I guess. Why—” she whipped her head around to glare at JJ. “Did you set that up on purpose?”

“No,” JJ lied.

Penelope fixed her with a look.

“Well, not entirely! But when I heard Tara and Em and Spence and Derek were going out already… I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to get you and ‘Cool Hand Luke’ to spend some time together.

Penelope buried her face in her hands. “I can’t believe I actually called him that around you. I hate you, you know that?”

“Mhmm,” JJ said, wrapping her arm around the shorter girl’s shoulder and giving her a friendly kiss on the head. “Sure you do.”

[littletinydoom]

I was tagged by my pal @letsoulswander to do this 9 books you're going to read this year meme, but since i read very slowly and at unpredictable intervals, this is more of a "next nine books i intend to read" without any sort of time frame put on it..... The first two are books I have half finished and want to finish soon before I move on to anything new: I read Chilling Effect by Valerie Valdes last year, it was SO good and i'm enjoying Prime Deceptions arguably even more (because we get to keep the gang together for more of the story and I LOVE a good old fashioned rag tag group of misfits...) This one I'm kind of reading together with @sillymedoingsillythings and she is graciously waiting for me to get a little farther before she continues it. She is very patient. <3 I reread Howl's Movie Castle last year (earlier this year? unclear.) and I loved it so much i decided to keep going with it. I started rereading Castle In The Air a few weeks ago when I was in a rotten mood and wanted a pick-me-up. It helped and I read about 1/3 of it in one afternoon (a lot for me). Also it probably helps a lot that this time I won't be skimming through a bunch wondering just WHEN this will become the HMC sequel I was promised 😂

I signed up for Dracula Daily so I'm very excited to read Dracula in little bite sized bits from May to November! I feel like it's going to give me a little infusion of Halloween Vibes to get me through the summer! I believe Fault Tolerance is coming out in August now? Can't read that till I finish Prime Deceptions. Same situation. Can't do House Of Many Ways until I finish Castle In The Air.

I got Light From Uncommon Stars as a Christmas gift and I'm VERY excited to read it. Based on the synopsis it sounds like it's tailor made for me! I feel like I've been unusually flush with delightful new books and authors lately but I will always make time for my beloved Discworld books! Eric is on of the ones I haven't read yet and there's going to be a new audiobook of it soon. My internal rulebook states that I must read the book first before I can have the audiobook so here it is on the list. My aforementioned pal is currently reading Unnatural Magic and from what I have heard of it it sounds AWESOME so I am very happy getting in line for it. I love all the Discworld sub-series' equally. But. Sam Vimes is my most special boy so the Watch books are the ones I tend to covet and save....Jingo has been sitting on my bedside table for over a year. Like....In Case of Emergency Break Glass. Ok that's that! If you read this far down: wow thanks. If not: fair. Please do hmu if you want to chat about books or if you have any recs (or want any recs from me!). I shall tag @sillymedoingsillythings @cricketnationrise @souldagger aaaaand genuinely anyone else that feels like doing this. For real, I'd love it if a bunch of people did it and tagged me so I can cheat off you and get some more good ideas!

[aerislei]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better!

You guys know the drill, I don't *really* tag people! But uhh @ryvian and @zimithrus1 if you two haven't already done it? And! Of course if you see this and want to do it go for it!

Three Ships

Zakkura: Zack Fair/Cloud Strife, FFVII. I've loved this ship for a really long time and I can't say what the first thing was. That did it but like. It's been here since advent children era. Something about the nice dude with a smile that saved Cloud, and also like, Cloud so clearly deeply mourns him still and I just *clenches fist* I was sold!

KaiRei: Kai Hiwatari/Rei Kon, Beyblade. I consumed so much fic for this ship. So Much. Mostly with them as Good Friends and kiddy dating because they were, you know, very young teens but god I love them so much. Rei and his ability to get Kai to trust him even a little. The plot of beyblade did a Lot and obviously in canon context... it probably wouldn't work. I'll always love it anyway.

ZackSeph: Zack Fair/Sephiroth, FFVII. I latched onto this as friendship first, but like. I'm happy to see it as a ship-ship too. They're great. Zack treated him like a Person and stayed by his side. and god how different things could have been if--- alas canon says it cannot be. But I'll forever hold them in my hands in fanfic.

First ship: Triple Threat of Zutara / KaiRei / Zakkura. I was into all three of them right at the time I joined fandoms in general and I do not have the ability to go back in time and tell you which of the three was actually "first". I consumed Beyblade (kairei) the earliest though.

Last song: Lights On by the wonderful @viinas

Last movie: Uhhhh. I think. I *think* it was Hocus Pocus. The first one, for halloween. I don't watch stuff often lol.

Currently reading: Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones. slowly but surely.

Currently watching: Technically watching Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood. However, realistically not watching anything bc I'm going very slowly and haven't progressed recently.

Currently consuming: Does... does sweet tea count?

Currently craving: I'm honestly really craving Taco bell. really craving it. It's not an option.

[lovers-in-a-dangerous-spacetime]

"Reconciliation is out of the question if the sex took place in the marital bed because the act goes beyond sex and cheating. It's purposefully disrespectful and designed to humiliate. She gets off on it." - A Reddit comment.

Dear John,

Reading that awakens a dull ache in my chest. The pain feels inflicted a lifetime ago and remains only a whisper of the anguish that had left me feeling like I couldn't breathe, threatening to eat me away entirely.

I haven't let the bitterness win, not to say that it's not a damn fight on the daily basis. The bitterness that only heartbreak and trauma leaves behind, the kind that closes hearts off from the world and deepens forehead lines. The bitterness that you are all too familiar with yourself as well.

That reddit comment twisted my gut because while I recognize my dysfunctional part to play in our limited series soap opera, you were unquestionably a royally massive, absolute, tweedling wanker. Truly, bravo.

Yes, I was a nitwit, I know, and I'm still not entirely convinced that I had yet become an actual person. I find myself a decade later just figuring myself out, I was just a bundle of reactions 11 years ago...

You however, you nailed cruel and unusual like you were professional. I didn't know any of the shiz that I do now, so I had nothing to help me navigate the absolute minefield that being married to you was. Nothing I could ever do or say was ever good enough for you. You condescended and nitpicked me into the ground, and spat on me when I was down.

Worse, actually. You came on my face when I was asleep. Without talking about it, planning ahead, nothing. Like a damn used rag, I was never anything but disposable to you. This isn't my shame to carry, it's yours.

Shame on you for being so unthinkable disrespectful time, and time again. Cheating on me and then tearing my Halloween costume off of my body... Choking me until I passed out... Choking me as my entire body went into a panic and I fought, tore free, and sceeamed for help before you got your hands around me again... Waking up with your hands around my neck for a 3rd time, managing to break free and grab the knife I had purchased specifically for defending myself the next time you came after me... and not being able to do it. Time froze and the knife was inches from your abdomen, the only thing between my neck and your grip, and all I could think was that I didn't want to lose you... How fucked.

Looking on the brighter, less bitter side of things, our trauma bond was great motivation to learn about the brain, how it works, and why the heck. It's why I feel like I can understand who you are, or at least who you were back then. (Giving you the benefit of the doubt here, that maybe the last decade has seen some personal growth on your part.) It's also why I can talk to you presently, because I know what kind of person I'm dealing with, and I've learned to be unapologetically myself, despite your previously stated misgivings about hair and style choices...

And of course it takes two to tango- You've been positively wonderful to me, from knowing my sense of humor, to giving me sage advice, even complimenting me on things once in awhile. (I know, I nearly died of shock as well. Perhaps this is simply an alien inhabiting your body?) 😜

In all seriousness, being on good speaking terms with you tickles me pink, past murder attempts mostly forgiven with my stupidly useful emotional impermanence.

In your defense, I did bite your face as well as loudly and violently accuse you of having a tiny penis on probably more occasions than I recall. It really wasn't fair, your penis is perfectly average in size, useful when used correctly, and not particularly ugly as far as penises usually go... You're still a fuckweed for the shit you did though. And I love your dumbass anyway.

Goodnight John.

- Elinore

P.s. Some extra dramatic writing in there just for you my sweetheart. 😘

[nuitthegoddess]

What you said about people only knowing the Twst cast by headcanons might be right. I'm sure that a fair amount of people haven't actually played the game and just read about the characters online. Thus their version of the cast will likely be incredibly warped since most fan works tend to soften the characters. So when they find material that portrays the guys in a more villainous light (either in canon or fanon) they find it 'weird' because it's not what they think the character's like.

Yes! Exactly! It’s like Malleus for example! Some people find it weird that he is portrayed as a villain evil dude. But it’s like (he is based on 1959 Maleficent not 2014. There is no connection) we don’t know much about him? We got to know him a bit from the events. The main story is just him poppin in at ramshackle. >> don’t get me wrong, if you’ve been following me pfpffp ya know I’ve been in love with this man 😂 I do love the headcanons of him being a romantic and such. But when people think he is REALLY a “Silly soft uwu dragon boi” like… it doesn’t feel like it’s him? It’s fun to dabble around it, but when they make his character it’s… eh? There were parts of the main story and events that showed there is mischievous side to him. In the arc 3rd in the fan translation When Malleus said he would like to see Azul in face into despair and it would be such a sight to see! In twst eng too he said he would be a fly on the wall to see Azul like that! Like yo Mal that a bit sounds sadistic PFPFP 😭 halloween event when the magicam monsters was going on, he change the plan for him to blow “a little flame” around them (no it was not a little flame🧍‍♀️) For his way of satisfying himself and he was smug about it with Lilia. Halloween event 2 I don’t think he ever apologized about the Halloween night fiasco >> (unless prove me wrong it’s been a while) yeah he wanted to have the ghosts to have a Halloween party and I was “🥺” at that part. But when I think about it like brah u are the reason why everyone had a full panic over some students being missing. Like I’m sure a “soft uwu silly dragon boi” would actually apologize. It makes me some wonder about episode 7, and I hope we see his true colors. He can be kind in his own way but it’s literally like the rest of the other characters. He’ll do it when he feels like it if it relates to him or unleashing his wrath on someone.

[bluesadansey]

ok so 100% i will show up here!!

but YEAH you bring up a really really good point in your tags about andrew on medication vs off of it, and how the fandom tends to pick certain traits to carry over from one to the other and i think that's definitely something to be looked at more!

obviously there IS a shift in andrew's behavior in TKM when he's off his meds, but he as a person is the same still, and his traits haven't changed so much as shifted? i feel? like you said, he's more quiet off his meds because he has less energy, but his sense of humor is the same, and so and on and so forth

i haven't gotten the chance yet to go through the other two books yet in the same way i went through the first one, but Andrew's relationship with touch is DEFINITELY something i will paying close attention to when i do!

also i actually really like how you said Andrew was tactile: i think that is a very good way to describe him! immediately i thought of the scenes when the Monsters go shopping- both when they are buying Neil new clothes in TFC and when they are halloween costume shopping in TRK. I think both scenes have Andrew wondering around and touching everything. the one in TFC at least has him touching and pulling clothes off of hangers. and like,,, as a relatively tactile person myself i think it 100% fits him, because i also have a habit of touching things a lot when i am bored or under-stimulated!

so i think that in the context of how often he touches Neil is something that could absolutely use more thought and recognition!

(sorry if this is kind of ramble-y, i am simply brain dumping as i go--)

Yeah I think “shifted” is a fair way to look at it because essentially the differences the medications seems to bring to Andrew are that he again has way more energy which results in him being more talkative and that element people see as making him … somewhat more “productive” and it generally brings up or tones down how he naturally is to be more palatable to others (the smiling and stuff) and it’s sort of characterized as being like an intoxication so his inhibitions might be lowered which all seems really terrifying for someone with his background, which is the point that it’s not really to help him but everyone around him :/. but that does not mean they’re different people or everything about his behavior for 2/3 of the series should be disregarded completely. And I think sober Andrew has more personality in general than is sometimes portrayed in fic like obviously he conveys it in a more muted way because of apathy/depression but it’s very much there.

I think I once saw Andrew’s tactileness in those brought up specifically in the context of someone framing a headcanon about him being autistic which is a reading I find interesting but I don’t have expertise to really speak on that and also don’t remember that post enough to anyway. I do wonder if him specifically touching Neil off and on throughout those books has something to do with him not being able to figure him out or not seeing how he could be real (the latter not literally) ? but idk it’s been a while since I last reread

[reid-me-a-story]

Fall Fair

Synopsis: a super quick blurb based off of #13 from this prompts list

A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while! My wrist has gotten worse over the last 3 weeks so I'm taking it slow and trying to rest as much as possible, but as soon as I read this prompt, I had to write something for it! this is probably the worst one-shot I've written so far but i really wanted to post something since I've been kinda MIA lately

A/N/N: I am so close to 50 followers which i know isn't a lot but I'm so happy that y'all are liking what I'm posting enough to give me a follow! i will be doing a fic as a celebration so please send in your requests! please be patient as I'm still healing from an injury

Couple: Spencer x GN!Reader insert

Category: so much fluff

Content warning: swearing, mentions of food

Word count: 848

You woke up to the Saturday sun shining through the window and Spencer snoring softly beside you. You wanted to take a moment to bask in the moment but you were buzzing with excitement. The day finally came! You could barely sleep last night when you found out that Spencer and your plans weren't falling through because of a case. As much as you loved Spencer and understood that his work was super important, it still bugged you sometimes when plans got cancelled because of a stupid serial killer across the country.

You turned over in bed and looked over at Spencer, still softly snoring. You couldn’t bear to wake him although the only thing you wanted to do was shake Spencer awake and force him out of bed. You couldn’t in good conscience do that – he never got enough sleep. You pulled back the covers and got out of bed as quietly as you could and you padded into the bathroom. You did your usual morning routine – deciding against a shower right now so you don’t accidentally wake Spencer up. After about 15 minutes or so you walk back into the bedroom to see your loving boyfriend starting to stir awake. His hands instinctively reach out for you only to feel your side of the bed cold. You giggle at his confusion and hop onto the bed, straddling him, and kissing his cheek. “Good morning, Spence!”

“Someone sounds excited,” He jokingly deadpans, barely able to conceal a smile. He knows you’ve been dying to go out for weeks but he kept getting called out on cases. Hes glad Hotch decided that the team could have a weekend off. All he wanted to do was spend time with his partner. “I wonder why...”

“Spencer! You know why!”

“Hmm, maybe I need a reminder,” says the man with an eidetic memory.

“Because,” you start, leaning in close to Spencer's face, giving him small kisses in between your next words. “We’re going to the Fall Fair!”

You couldn’t contain your squeals of excitement any longer, causing Spencer to smile. You knew he was excited too. He had never been to a fair and when you brought it up a few weeks ago with the biggest puppy dog eyes he knew he had to experience it with you. Spencer and you decided to head out to the fair after having a late lunch – albeit a small one. You needed to make sure Spencer had the full Fair experience, and that meant eating the greasy food out of a food truck and getting a tummy ache off of too much cotton candy.

You arrive at the fair with Spencer at 3 in the afternoon. You grab Spencer’s hand and basically drag him towards the entrance, he’s stumbling and tripping over the small rocks and roots littering the parking lot, but he doesn’t care. Before going and buying your ticket, you turn to your boyfriend. “Are you ready for the best day of your life?”

“The Second best.” he corrects. You roll your eyes. “The best was when I met you.”

Blushing slightly, you say, “Okay, Lover boy. Let's go!”

You both spend the day walking throughout the fair, watching the local entertainment, eating the greasy fair food and the sweet treats. You even convince Spencer to ride the pop-up rides with you despite his aversion to anything to do with germs. “Fucking deathtraps” as Spencer so blatantly whispered just after getting off the standing ride called “the vortex”. You figured Spencer would love the mechanics of the ride and the physics behind how it works; you weren't wrong but after getting off the ride you had to find somewhere to sit so Spencer could stop his head from spinning. Although you felt a little bad for him, you were also having the best day.

While Spencer loved fall because of Halloween, you loved it because of the fairs. The nostalgia from your childhood, spending at least one weekend going to a fair with your family were some of the best memories of your life.

Once your boyfriend got his bearings, you basically begged him to play a carnival game with you. You knew you didn’t have to beg; Spencer would have done anything you asked of him. You played a few games; whack-a-mole, ring-toss, and Skee-Ball. Spencer had finally won against you at Skee-Ball, winning you a small purple stuffed bunny. “What are you going to name it?” Spence asked as you were walking you your final destination of the night.

You thought for a moment. You never really named a stuffed animal before. “Oliver,” you don’t really know why you picked Oliver, but it just felt right. You smiled up at Spencer before leaning up and giving him a gentle kiss. “thank you”

He looks surprised, “For what, babe?”

“For coming here with me. For doing the things I know you would probably prefer not to do, just to make me happy.”

Spencer just smiled at you, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips. “Always, baby.”

[sunlightandsuffering]

Lys I must confess. I REALLY LOVE Thunderlight! I don’t know if you’re ever going back to it but with all the creepy cool Halloween/autumn vibes going around I need to know do they get together in the end? Are there any dabbles you can share?😭 🧙‍♀️

AWW BAEEE!!! 💕💕💕 I love thunderlight too, don't worry I haven't forgotten about it lol Its open on my docs rn actually 😂😂 I think I'm just bad with multi chapters when they involve plot 😂 like I have the end of thunderlight written, it's just the middle and stuff that's giving me trouble!. I actually wanted to finish that as my halloween contribution before I decided on spooktober ahahah OF COURSE, they get together in the end, always happy endings in my fics ahaha, but there is plot so a little bit of pain along the way but here, I think I posted a little of this a long time ago, but this is the whole scene :D

He finds Mikasa at the festival as she’d promised.

Very surprisingly she’s interacting with the town like he’d been encouraging her to, she has her own stand along the main road where the annual summer festival is taking place.

He grins as he walks up, sun in his eyes as he tips up her adorable floppy hat, it’s so oversized he all he can see is the bottom of her chin. She beams up at him through her sunglasses and her hat, several bottles of sunscreen placed on her table as well as a sign very obviously reading ‘tarot card readings’.

He’s glad she’s protecting her fair complexion, but also this might be a bit overboard.

“Are you selling sunscreen?” He asks, purposefully obtuse. She hits him with her hat, always so violent but her messy hat head is cute, so he’ll allow it.

“Tarot card readings dummy.”

“And will I be your first paying customer?” “No Armin already came by, and I told him he’d be happily married to Annie in a year.” Eren gasps in mock offense, but he’s thrilled she’s talking to their friends again, not as reclusive as she normally is.

“Are they really going to get married? Can you predict mine next? Any pretty girls in my future?” She smiles slyly at him, “No, I can’t predict with that much accuracy, I just told him so he’d finally make a move.” Devious little thing she is. He hands her his palm, “So you can’t predict if there’s any dark-haired girls with bad attitudes and black cats in my future then?”

“I don’t read palms Eren, I read tarot cards,” she holds up her deck of beautifully hand-painted cards, waving them at him.

He looks down at his hand determinedly, “You can’t look at my love line or anything? Don’t see any kisses in your near future?”

“You’re an idiot.”

He uses his hand to pinch her cheek before taking a seat in the chair next to her, “I know, but for real give me a reading won’t you, I promise I’ll tip you well.”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to tip me for that.”

He laughs, pulling his hand away, “I’d tip you just for being cute.” He watches her cheeks turn red and his grin widens, he likes watching her react to his flirtation, it’s cute. She’s cute, in a way she never had been in middle school, now he can actually appreciate when she turns bright red all the way to her ears and down her neck. He wonders how much further it goes but tries valiantly to keep his eyes up and not on the deep neckline of her outfit.

She’s wearing a skin tight black jumpsuit and an oversized blazer that does little to hide the curves of her body in the tight little number. She bends over to grab something from under her table and he watches her ass stretch the fabric of the black little number and he genuinely wants to know if she’s wearing underwear because he sees no lines and she looks fucking exquisite. When she reappears from under the table his pants are a little tight and he suddenly feels hot despite being fine a minute ago.