#october writing prompt

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[aelyryapayne]

October Writing Prompts, Day 8: Umbrellas

For the prompt list, from Creative Writing Prompts, see here

As the skies open, the cold and grey is joined by the rain, threatening yet more misery in what has already become a subpar day. But then, something starts.

Just one, at first... a little pop of colour in the busy street below. A single, bright pink umbrella, standing out against the grey and brown. And then it's followed by another... white with little bears dancing upon it. And another... and another...

Suddenly, that street that had been filled with the dreary greys and browns of the stone of city life was suddenly so bright, within that torrential downpour. All because of umbrellas. Cheerful umbrellas; a veritable river of colour swarming along the streets, each one giving a little insight into the character of the person, or people, beneath. The ones with cute little cartoon characters; the domed ones with animal ears; tartans and polka dots; neons and rainbows; and yes, of course, there were the simple black ones. But they held their own against the wave of colour. I can't help but smile at the sight below. They probably don't even realise that they are making this day just a little better for the casual onlooker. They just think they're staying dry.

But for me, those colourful pieces of metal and nylon are a spark of hope in the otherwise dreary world. A reminder that even in the dullest and most hopeless of situations, there is always a little ray of light and life.

[king-galaxius]

October Writing Prompt

You can use these as writing prompts. Create a piece of writing of some kind that includes the titles mentioned. Enjoy! Orange smiles Marshmallow Witches Pretzel Broomsticks Ghosts In the Haystacks Psychic Sidekicks Celestial Octopus celestial octopus

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

normal people when it’s October

whump community when it’s October

meme by @bebx (x)

[scealaiscoite]

halloween prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🎃 ꒱

-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-

⋆ "what do you mean you've never gone trick-or-treating?!"

⋆ "i really appreciate that you're getting into the halloween spirit, but it's ten in the morning. please turn off the slasher films so i can eat my breakfast in peace."

⋆ "ah, you've made the mistake in thinking that just because this is a couples/family costume that you get any kind of say in it. you don't, actually."

⋆ "i love you, i swear i do, but we're not wearing matching costumes."

⋆ "do you remember what happened the last time you tried to carve a pumpkin?! we'll get laughed out of a&e if i have to haul you down there over this again."

⋆ "you're like the toughest person i know! am i really supposed to believe that a horror film is enough to have you cowering into my lap?"

⋆ "stop squirming, you're gonna mess up your face paint!"

⋆ "not to rain on your parade or anything, but since when are gingerbread haunted houses a thing?"

⋆ "please, i'm begging you. don't make me watch the nightmare before christmas again."

⋆ "should i be worried that you know how to replicate fake blood this well? i probably should be, right?"

⋆ "come on, if there was ever a time for me to be superstitious it's definitely now."

-ˏˋ. actions / scenarios ˊˎ-

⋆ carving pumpkins together

⋆ having a scary movie marathon

⋆ going to questionable lengths to decorate their house/apartment

⋆ passing out candy to trick-or-treaters

⋆ throwing a halloween party

⋆ going to a carnival / fair

⋆ comforting the scaredy cat amongst them

⋆ putting an inordinate amount of effort into planning their costume

⋆ going to a pumpkin patch

⋆ laying wide awake at night after watching a horror movie that left them unnerved

[givethispromptatry]

"Do you know why I chose to save you?"

"Free labor?" She smirked up at the captain.

"No, little sweet. You've got a world in your eyes. You were never meant to be some noble's wife. You were meant to be free."

[lyralit]

halloween flash prompts

a failing witch apprentice & abandoned turtle meet in a bar

13 short stories from different perspectives of the same scene

the scene starts in a claw-foot bathtub

frosted glass and red cheeks stained with chocolate

the wind howling through the chimney as you put on your favourite movie

waking up in a pile of candy wrappers

ghosts are people who've died before their soulmate; they follow them around until they are joined in death

the more powerful your familiar is, the more powerful you are as a witch. an enormous black cat has begun following around a witch who cannot do magic.

you're the fate who decides where people go after death

a child shows up at your door, but their costume moves

enchanted candies that make funky things happen

you go door to door giving candy rather than receiving it

trick or treating as Santa Claus

a town is stuck in eternal Halloween; one day a child arrives, gift-wrapped in red and green

you command the clouds that shroud the night during Halloween; one day, your counterpart, the one who commands the stars, betrays you. this Halloween is the night for revenge.

[angstober]

Welcome to another year of Angstober! We're delighted to unveil the prompts for this year of angsty, spooky fun.

What is Angstober?

Angstober is a yearly October challenge with 31 angst-themed prompts to inspire you to create. The challenge is open to all sorts of creative work - writing, art, edits, whatever you want - in whatever medium you want. Original work or fanworks? Whatever you feel inspired for!

How do I take part?

Tag your works with #angstober2023 and the day of the prompt (e.g., #day 01) to share on tumblr. Feel free to @ us directly in the post as well! To share your work on AO3, add it to the Angstober 2023 collection.

You can post your works whenever - early or late - and use as many or as few prompts as you feel inspired for! We'll do our best to reblog as many works to the @angstober blog as we can.

Is there a banner to post my work with?

Absolutely!

Anything else?

Nope. Happy Angsting!

Angstober 2023 Prompt List:

Honorbound

Anxiety

A Dangerous Gamble

"I want to believe you."

Dried and Cracked

"What's wrong?"

Attacked

Dark Days

The Catch

Can't Go Home

Beyond Recognition

On Your Own

From Childhood

What You Swore To Destroy

Lessons in Failure

Wake Up Call

Weakness

"But I love you."

Look Away

Just Breathe

Can't Save Everyone

Grasp

Crimes of Passion

Taught You Better

Tired of Fighting

The Day I Lost You

System Collapse

Face the Consequences

Almost

Full Circle

Won't Forget

[the-modern-typewriter]

It's October Prompt time!

While I say 'writing prompts', feel free to use them for whatever. I'll expand on each prompt on Patreon for people to use also, as part of my annual prompt calendar :)

Happy spooky month and happy writing.

[the-cypress-grove]

October One Word Writing Challenge

Beginnings

Cobbled

Time

Pyre

Silver

Pearl

Fever

Honour

Righteousness

Poison

Spirit

Trinket

Prophesise

Evening

Knowledge

Glorious

Ocean

Guide

Candle

Wallpaper

Homeward

Star

Fur

Diary

Carriage

Gift

Sorrow

Veins

Madness

River

Endings

[ocwonderland]

halloween themed oc prompts

What is your OC dressing up as for Halloween?

Describe a paranormal experience your OC has had.

How does your OC express their fear?

What’s your OC’s favorite candy?

Does your OC like to go to Halloween parties?

What are some of your OC’s fears/phobias?

Movie night with your OCs! What Halloween/horror movies are you guys watching?

If your OC were a ghost, who/what would be the person/location they haunt?

Which OC goes all out with Halloween decorations?

Your OC is alone in the dark and hears a strange noise. How do they react?

Would your OC be the one trick-or-treating or the one handing out candy?

If you could dress up as one of your OCs for Halloween, who would it be?

Describe a nightmare your OC once had.

Were any of your OCs born on Halloween?

Draw your OCs and the pumpkins they collected from the pumpkin patch.

Does your OC believe in any superstitions?

Which OC is easy to scare?

Do any of your OCs dislike Halloween and why?

In your fictional universe, does Halloween even exist or not?

What does the day after Halloween look like for your OCs?

[piinkpuddiin]

I know that, one day, I'll be able to shine.

[aelyryapayne]

October Writing Prompts, Day 6: Falling Leaves

For the prompt list, from Creative Writing Prompts, see here

A soft crunch underfoot. A gentle flutter in the air. The touch of a leaf as it tumbles down, brushing hair and skin. I reach out to catch this errant leaf, the shades of bronze and red stark against my skin. I look at it for a moment, as the wind causes it to tremble against my palm, then look to the canopy above. The breeze becomes a gust, and I can see more of these vibrant leaves, loosened from their boughs, swirling and dancing in whirlwinds before tumbling down. The leaf I caught lifts itself from my hand, startling me as it rises once more to meet its brethren, rejoining the glorious dance above. I cannot help but smile, closing my eyes and allowing those falling leaves to tumble and dance around me, inviting me to join their final reverie.

[444rockstargf]

kinktober day 3

10.05 - DEGRADING | JACK THURLOW!

݁ ˖🕸️.𖥔 ݁ ˖ {tags} @willsdollface @bub0nic-plague @izuoyarmin @auggiethecreator @areuirish @kashmirclam @that-one-persons-posts

previous: 10.03 - PRAISE

sub!reader x dom!jack

word count: 1.1k

contents: degradation, spanking, overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, blowjob, cum eating, hints of praise

on the night of halloween, you could faintly hear the cheers of people around the neighbourhood, each chasing a sugar high of their own. but the only “trick-or-treat” you got tonight was jack.

he’d started the day off acting sickeningly sweet, treating you with more love and kindness than usual. he’d even promised you a “special treat” once night fell. never in a million years would you have thought that the same kind gentleman from the morning was the one that was mercilessly degrading you by night.

“ass up, whore.” he landed yet another painful slap on your sore ass, sending a shockwave through your body. he pounded into you at a rough, ruthless pace that made you forget everything you've ever known. you whined, arching your back as his rhythm abused your throbbing cunt.

you whined as tears poured down your cheeks, earning another harsh slap. “such a fucking whore… going dumb on my cock, hm?” he forced your hips into his, digging his length even deeper in you. your sobs sounded like music to his ears, fueling his desire to ruin you completely.

“t-too much, jack… p-please!” you choked out sobs as you begged him to stop, but you and he both knew that you only wanted the opposite. “shut up, bitch. you’re my toy, understand?” he reached out and grabbed your neck, forcing your head up. he felt your throat vibrate as pained cries erupted from them, summoning a sick smile to his face.

“yeah… show me how much of a slut you are…” he chuckled as you fell apart underneath him. he grabbed your hips roughly, forcing them into his. your skin slapped with his so hard that you would surely be bruised by the time he was done with you. you buried your head into the pillow to muffle your cries, but jack wanted to hear every noise you let out.

he grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back up. “lemme hear those noises… wanna hear how good i’m making that little pussy feel…” you sobbed as he cock found the bundle of sensitive nerves deep inside you. you started leaking all over his length, making in glisten in the dim light of the room.

he watched as you uncontrollably bucked your hips into him, pleased at the effect he always had on you. “no one can make this slutty cunt feel as good as i can, got it? say it, hon…” he held your throat, forcing you to say the words as tears streamed down your flushed cheeks. “o-only you, jack…” you could barely make out the words, but he was satisfied with you attempted response, reaching a hand in between your legs to start toying with your swollen clit.

you clenched tightly around his length, throwing your head back as your body submitted to his touch. he groaned deeply, slurring out some quiet words that easily surpassed your hearing. “s-so tight for such a whore…” his cock twitched inside of you. being able to see you in this helpless position made him feel like he was on top of the world.

 each thrust hit so deep inside of you that you could physically feel yourself losing touch with reality every second. he got more aggressive with his movements, slapping your ass, grabbing your waist and marking up your hips. everything he did made the desire inside of you grow, even though you had already been going for hours.

you mumbled out meaningless little words that signalled how far gone you were. your body trembled underneath his own. you had cum too many times to count, but jack kept track by looking at the milky ring you had created at his base. the sight made him go completely feral, causing that familiar knot to tie inside of his stomach.

“n-naughty girl making such a mess of this cock. k-keep goin’ doll…” his power began to leave him as he felt a pent-up orgasm finally rising to the surface. he angled his hips in a way that made your blood run cold. you screamed out as he rubbed fast circles onto your clit, sending a squirting orgasm through your abused cunt.

jack pulled out with a loud moan, watching how your tiny pussy released such massive waves. he gave your sore bud a few taps with his tip. “couldn’t even hold it in, huh?” he chuckled darkly, flipping you over so you were on your back. he rested on the headboard, calling you closer with a finger.

“im not finished with you yet, doll. gonna ruin that throat of yours tonight…” you crawled in between his legs, propping yourself up with your elbows. jack couldn’t help but take a minute to admire how fucked out you looked right now. all glassy-eyed and flushed cheeks. he caressed your face in his hands gently. 

you melted into his touch, but it barely lasted a moment. he forced your jaw open, shoving his full length into your throat. you gagged, tears instantly welling in your eyes once again. your throat fluttered around his length, breaking the hard exterior that he’d been keeping on all night. a whimper emerged from him, shocking both of you, but neither of you paid any mind to it.

“y-yeah, just like that…” he bucked his hips into your sore throat, his eyes fluttering open and shut. his swollen cock took up twice the amount of space that it usually did, signalling that his orgasm was nearing. you hollowed your cheeks and swirled your tongue around his tip. he swallowed a hard groan, trying his best to refrain from blowing his load right there.

“nasty girl… look at you taking my whole cock down your throat…” it got harder for him to get his words out as you bobbed your head up and down quickly. his chest heaved up and down as he felt that overwhelming sense of relief washing through him. he pushed your head all the way down, forcing every inch inside of you as he shot hot ropes of cum to the back of your throat.

his body vibrated, the pleasure reaching a point where he could feel his soul leaving his body. he lazily bucked his hips into your mouth a few more times before pulling out, panting like a dog. he didn’t break eyes contact with you for a second, watching as you swallowed every last drop of his seed.

he stroked your cheek with his thumb, staring deeply into your pretty eyes. he pulled you up, pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead. he didn’t have anything left to say, but the way he held you and buried his head into your neck said everything you needed to know.

author's note: this was supposed to come out at midnight but the stupid schedule this didnt work :(( but yall can eat this one up while i work on a bonus one that should come out tomorrow. thanks for reading!

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

🎃⁀➷ 31 days, 31 tropes for Whumptober *ੈ✩‧₊˚🕷️🍂

1. hypothermia

2. bleeding out / exsanguination

3. intubation

4. field amputation

5. strangulation

6. gunshot wounds

7. hallucinations / delirium

8. bruises

9. broken bones

10. induced coma

11. drown / hypoxemia

12. blood seeping through bandages

13. panic attack

14. hidden injuries

15. vomiting

16. hyperventilation

17. severe burns

18. character going into shock

19. heatstroke

20. allergic reactions

21. psychological trauma

22. stab wounds

23. asystole

24. infection / character’s blood or wounds become septic

25. character getting poisoned

26. amnesia

27. force feeding

28. night terror

29. surgery / vivisection / autopsy

30. electrocution / shock therapy

31. character haunted by ghosts of a.) their victims whom they’ve killed, b.) people they failed to save, c.) their loved ones, d.) their enemies — the choice is yours

TAP HERE FOR; 31 DAYS, 31 SPOOKY PROMPTS FOR WHUMPTOBER

[estrellami-1]

Steddie Microfic

October prompt: suck

Word count: 480

No warnings apply

Rated T (I think? I’m terrible at ratings. There’s a definite possibility it would be G but I don’t want to put that just in case… someone who knows how to rate please help me! 😂)

@steddiemicrofic

Steve knew he wasn’t the smartest. That wasn’t news to him. He knew he was just the brawn, the battering ram, the shield.

It’s fitting, then, that the one who took the most damage would be the one to break first. The first thing someone sees is the first thing they’ll go after.

And, well… Steve spent a lot of time ensuring he was first.

All that didn’t help, of course, as he felt like he was being tracked in his own house, a predator stalking him through the vents, walls, windows.

He didn’t hear the back door open, but felt the shift in air pressure. “Make it quick,” he murmured, begged, shutting his eyes and bracing.

He opened them again when he heard a chuckle. He whirled around and gasped. “Eddie?”

“Pretty thing,” Eddie hummed, cocking his head. “Eddie’s not here.”

“Then who are you?”

He cocked his head the other way. “I am Kas,” he said. “Servant to Vecna, ruler of his armies.”

“Why are you here?”

Kas chuckled. “To destroy you, of course. You and all your friends. Suck your blood from your veins and your marrow from your bones until you are naught more than the dust from which you were wrought.”

Steve made a face. “A little wordy.”

Kas shifted, and suddenly in his place stood Eddie, pouting. “I thought it was good.”

“It is good,” Steve promised. “But this isn’t one of your campaigns, babe, this is Halloween.” Eddie rolled his eyes, and Steve shivered. “And go take out those contacts, they’re giving me the creeps.”

“Oh thank God,” Eddie said, “they’re itchy as hell,” and ran down the hall to the bathroom.

When he walked back out, Steve was in the kitchen, making them lunch. “Y’know we’re gonna have to get El in on this before she blasts you against the wall first and asks questions second.”

“Way ahead of ya, babe,” Eddie chuckled, wrapping his arms around Steve’s waist, nuzzling at his neck. “She and Hop are both already in on it.”

“Do you think the kids are gonna hate us?”

Eddie hummed. “It’s possible. I’m calling it payback for all the times the little shits got into trouble and needed us to bail them out.”

Steve chuckled. “Good reason.” He flinched as Eddie scraped his teeth against his neck. “Christ, Eds,” he muttered. “You a real vampire now or what?”

Eddie chuckled darkly, flicked out the fake teeth with his tongue, and sealed his lips against Steve’s neck. He finally pulled back to murmur, “I wanna suck somethin’, baby, but it’s not your blood.”

“You’re an animal,” Steve replied, maneuvering himself around in Eddie’s arms to face him before pulling him closer in a fierce kiss.

He bit at Eddie’s lip before soothing it with his tongue, reaching behind himself to turn the stove off.

“Bedroom?” He asked, pulling back.

“Bedroom.”