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Spooktober Prompts Masterlist 2023

"They are calling us…" "Don't listen to them. Do you hear me? Don't listen to a word they promise you!"

The cameras show five people enter an elevator, but only four of them leaving it. Those four never remembered a fifth passenger.

"Aww, are you so afraid of the dark that you need me to hold your own?" "I'm not holding your hand." "Then whose..."

At first, they believe it to be a bad joke, but when more and more graves of people who haven't died yet appear in the graveyard, they start to panic.

The camera she bought at a flea market already has photos on it. Since the people are wearing clothes from centuries ago, they believe them to be from a play. But they soon realize that those photos and events were real.

A child actress turned cult leader feels her power slipping and she needs to gain control over her following again.

When they started building the new school, they had expected to maybe find unexploded WWII bombs, but what they found instead was nothing they could have expected.

She heard footsteps behind her coming closer, but when she turned around, holding her breath, she could only see the dark and empty alley.

"Why did you choose the cemetary as our meeting place for tonight?" "Because only the dead can keep our secrets."

Going to your own funeral and see who would cry - it sounded almost fun. If it wasn’t for the fact that they could hear and see everything, but could not make a sound to stop them from closing up the grave around them.

A medium without a voice of her own, can only speak when a ghost speaks through her.

They had always felt that shadows seemed to beckon to them. But this time, when the shadows beckoned, they wore a sinister grin. (Submitted by: tumblebumblebee-63)

"I'm not haunting a filthy public bathroom, I'm a ghost with class."

A fun survival game TV show on a remote island becomes a reality when one contestant after the other turns up brutally killed. Right in front of hundreds of cameras and millions of watchful eyes.

Waking up to a child that you've never seen before, but that everyone assures you is your own that you've raised for years, is terrifying.

"Did you see that?" "Did I see what?" "That man... he touched the leaves and they immediately blackened and fell off. Please, let us go back before he sees us!" "Too late." The man in the dark cloak suddenly stood right in front of them and slowly reached out his hands to them.

What started as a fun midnight activity suddenly turned into one of them missing and the others running for their lives, trying to escape freaking zombies.

He always dreamed about being in a kdrama. He didn't imagine it to have a horror side plotline that feels way too real.

They said that when you die, you return to earth as your one true self. Why then, when he opened his eyes after being killed, were his teeth long and he hungered for blood? (Submitted by: ouilah)

She didn't think it would come to this point. She felt the cold stone of the gravestone in her back and before her the red glowing eyes of the creature crept slowly closer.

There are perks of being a ghost. Walking through walls was fun. Or haunting annoying people. But nothing was quite as nice as being able to just fade out of a conversation that you didn’t want to be a part of.

"I dare you! Come on, stop being a coward. There is no such thing as ghosts."

Someone wakes up to a text saying 'It's your lucky day!' and it turns out to be the worst day ever.

A family of vampires that lives unidentified in human communities, becomes paranoid and starts to believe all their neighbors are also supernatural creatures.

There are stories and superstitions abound about the seaside bluffs, but that's to be expected in a town of fishermen. One night, from the bluffs' direction, you hear someone singing, softly. (Submitted by: someoneoffthestreet)

Astronauts coming back to earth keep talking about hearing songs from outside the space shuttle. What they don't say, is that those songs followed them home.

Someone stared at her through the window. She had always felt safe in her own home, shutting out the scary, real world. But a window is just glass, and glass… oh it breaks so, so easily…

A plane disappears from the radar and then reappears multiple hours later at the exact same location in the middle of the ocean with no place to land and not enough fuel to just fly around for hours.

"We shouldn't enter! This place was abandoned for a reason!" "Come on, don't be a coward. We will be the only ones here!" "Okay, okay... I'll follow you. You don't have to push me!" "I... I didn't push you..."

A session of reading tea leaves ends in chaos when every single participant reveals a bad omen.

Something tells the home owner that the kids trick-or-treating in front of his house are not wearing costumes - and are not human at all.

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~ COME HERE ~ HUGGING PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous request: reasons/excuses to hug a loved one

Part 1: ~ CUDDLE & SNUGGLE ~ PROMPTS

Feel free to use and reblog!

"Are you cold? You look like you're freezing."

"You're my little oven."

hugs as greetings

"I missed you."

running into the other's open arms

to calm the other down

"Shh, it's alright. I'm here."

because they need to be calmed down and hugs reduce their anxiety

hugging the other from behind to see what they're doing

as a disguise to tickle them

to whisper/speak in a soft voice to them

*arm around their waist & voice a low whisper* "I have something to tell you."

to study them from up-close

"Do you know that your eyes actually have three different colours?" "You're very close."

because they can't contain their happiness

*indistinguishable squeaky noises from A* B: *barely breathing* "You're crushing me!"

because they just can't help themself

"[Name], I'm eating!" "I know. But you're so soft and huggable!"

*enthusiastically* "I need a hug!"

*sniffling/sobbing* "I need a hug."

because they can't bear the thought of the other being somewhere else than in their arms

"I won't let you go. Ever."

to reassure the other

"I'm not going anywhere."

to convince themself of the other's presence

to feel them

to reconcile

to reach out to the other without words

to recharge positive energy

because physical touch is their love language

because physical touch is the other's love language and they deserve all the love

because they don't know what to say so they resort to hugging

because they see each other so rarely

"No, don't let go yet. Can you hold me a little longer?"

to hear the other's heartbeat

to avoid looking in the other's eyes

because they need them closer

"Mhm. You smell so nice."

because it makes everything more bearable

"You're the best hugger." "That's just the greatest compliment." *hugs them even tighter*

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“remember when you loved me?”

“sadly i do.”

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Past Fukuzawa: I have decided that I will not work with anybody.

Fukuzawa now: this is my agency, four of them are my children, one is my grandchild by extension, and the rest are my nieces and nephews who are basically my children

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i will personally never forgive yenpress for botching the translation because now it's impossible to find chuuya / dazai / yosano takes that do not start with "first off, mori sucks and he's a predator"

mori is the don of the port mafia and has committed several war crimes, but not those ones. yell at him and hate him for the severe psychological manipulation of yosano & for dazai joining the mafia n being his witness. you know, the things he did.

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Okay. Okay.

So the idea that abilities in bsd are trauma based is basically canon yeah? Maybe just high stress or something like that... but it seem pretty damn canon.

Like-

We have Kyouka who just flat out inherited her mother's ability.

We have Chuuya who (this is near speculation) at the age of 7 had an ability and a calamity god after being basically tortured.

We have Atsushi who's ability manifested while being tortured.

We see Yosano developing her ability through her trauma.

Akutagawa was a orphan who needed to protect himself and his sister and he got a guard dog of an ability. His ability continues the development, adapting to abuse.

Even Steinbeck went hungry with such a large but poor farming family, and he got an ability that grows plants, crops and the such.

Some may seem redundant, like Kunikida. But someone with high anxiety (which he definitely has) could feel large amounts of stress (especially when young) if they don't have the things they need...

And then just for myself. We know little about where Dazai came from. But let's think. His ability turns off other abilities. Maybe he suffered great harm at the hands of an ability user through their ability...

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See here. BSD is a story about how all of our characters were once children. How the scars and wounds and secrets of their past will always haunt them to the present. We see it with Chuuya, Yosano, Ranpo, even Odasaku briefly, Atsushi, Tachihara, Akutagawa, Kyouka and Kenji right now, even Kouyou just a little bit. They've all overcome it or they've allowed it to consume them. And yet that brief glimpse into a past where they were young and scarred shows us once again just how human they are...every criminal, ever person, was once a child wounded by or protected from the world and doesn't that count for something even if it doesn't excuse the atrocities they commit today?

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A luscious wood elf/mattress store!

I’ve been so sick lately that I haven’t been able to paint anything, let alone the 7 huge paintings I have to do for school, so I thought I’d try making something more in my comfort zone to warm back up. I do love painting elf ears :’)

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I hate that planned obsolescence is starting to reach fandoms. I hate that fandoms are starting to die after two, three years, I hate that whenever you stop getting content that means the fandom will die and be gone.

I need people to stop trying to brush off old interests as being 'cringe' as soon as you lose interest, or worse: make it seem like it's imoral to like something that they themselves held so dear before.

Fandoms are meant to last for years and years, the moment content stops being created is the moment we truly thrive because we keep creating the content ourselves the way we love it and expand on the things that are already there for us.

I don't care if you lost interest on something, it's fine and normal even, but stop trying to blame and make fun of people who still do love the fandom and the content and the things we can create.

I need people to enjoy fandom again

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Some studies from class today

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Leviathan, the mysterious sea serpent was captured on camera in his natural habitat.

I wanted to try a trail cam footage aesthetic for this one, idk why.

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learn to love.

✿ genre: sfw, a good mix of fluff and angst?.

✿ wc: 1914 words

✿ tags: boyfriend!gojo, satoru gojo x fem!oc, adopted kiddos!megumi&tsumiki are introduced

✿ synopsis: your boyfriend brings home two kids for you to raise without you knowing.

✿ a/n: this is how oc gojo girlfriend meets tsumiki and megumi for the first time. not proofread. i try to keep as factual as possible with the manga/anime, but some details might slip through the cracks.

“gotcha! i’ll take care of things. you’re gonna have to work extra hard, i’m counting on ya,” the white haired sorcerer chirped at his newly kidnapped? adopted children.

“first things first kiddos, there’s someone i’d like you to meet.” satoru gojo chimed as megumi and tsumiki fushiguro backpacked their belongings to tokyo jujutsu high school with him.

“are we meeting someone important?” tsumiki curiously asked. tsumiki was a cheerful child who always had a smile on her face as she wore the cutest pink dress with ruffles. megumi glared into the distance as he followed behind them.

“absolutely. the most important person in my life!” gojo announced, grinning. he beamed with pride towards the kids, hiding the terror of the fact that he didn’t even tell you that he was bringing two kids home for you to help him raise.

you were studying for the second years' final exam, something your boyfriend also should've been doing but he was off doing who knows what. just because jujutsu high wasn't a "traditional" high school, didn't mean you didn't deserve an education as well. a familiar knock on your dorm room's door startled you out of your studying. it was none other than satoru gojo, you could tell just by the way he knocked on your door. you turned around from your desk as gojo opened the door and called out to you.

"(y/n), hey." well, that sure got your attention. not even a greeting with a pet name?

"hi babe," you said with suspicious eyes. satoru had two kids with him. they were both carrying backpacks while satoru rolled two large suitcases next to your bed. "who are these kiddos?" you looked at the two children. there was a boy and a girl. they couldn't have been more than 8 years old. the boy had dark blue spikey hair and green eyes (he also looked miserable). the girl had a brown ponytail and a sweet smile on her face.

"they're our kids now", gojo looked at you and grinned. this man had to be joking. they surely had to be his younger cousins you hadn't met before. however, you were pretty sure you met a majority of his family when you went back to visit the gojo clan over the summer break. and there was no way he was a father of two at 18 years old.

"hey you two, go on and sit down for a bit. i have to talk to miss (y/n) for a second." the two children obediently sat down on your dorm room's floor. the girl took out some snacks and the boy took out a book. gojo grabbed your hand and led you to your bathroom, closing the door with haste.

"satoru, who are those kids? i want the truth, please." you sternly asked him, furrowing your brows in disconcertment. you used his first name in hopes that he would understand how serious you were.

"i'm taking them in." he shrugged nonchalantly. "what? what do you mean you're taking them in? you're literally 18. you can't be a dad. you have to be joking." you looked at him in bewilderment. you started to laugh in disbelief. you knew that satoru gojo said crazy shit, but this one took the cake.

satoru took off his sunglasses and grabbed your hands, pulling them close to his chest. he stared at you intently. you could tell he wasn't joking. he called you by your first time, which he rarely did. he preferred the sweet couple-y pet names.

"(y/n)." he said with the utmost seriousness.

"satoru." you replied back calmly.

"remember when i killed the man that almost killed me? toji fushiguro?" he said quietly. how could you have forgotten? you hated remembering that you almost lost him. it was terrifying and you'll never forget finding him on the school's front steps with a faint heartbeat, knocking at death's door. you did everything you could to heal him with reversed cursed energy while he tried using his own reversed cursed technique to heal himself.

"that kid, the one with the blue hair. that's his son, (y/n). his father sold him to the zen'nin clan for money once he turns of age. which is 8 years old. he ran off with his wife once he got the money and never looked back." satoru explained the situation to you in hopes that you would understand.

"you mean... those two kids were abandoned?" how could a parent do that to their child? you couldn't imagine how frightened they were.

"exactly. his father and the girl's mother ran off and left those two behind. they have no one, babe. and out of the goodness of my heart, i went to find them." he just had to input some self praise in there, it wouldn't be satoru gojo without it. you rolled your eyes at him.

"is it because you felt bad for killing his dad?" you whispered to him.

"i guess you can say that," gojo said with some guilt, "but because if they go to the zen'nin clan... they're going to hate it. especially tsumiki."

you knew there was bad blood between the gojo clan and the zen'nin clan, but also, the zen'nin clan prioritized blood ties and inherited techniques. women in that clan were treated horribly. if you didn't have a speck of cursed energy, living there was a nightmare. tsumiki would be tossed to the side and treated ruthlessly. you didn't even know the little girl, but something in your heart told you that you had to protect her.

"so this kid, since he's a zen'nin, is he going to be a jujutsu sorcerer?" you asked satoru. he looked at you with calculating eyes, "i talked to the elders yesterday. i convinced them to stop the sell of the kid and that i'd take him in and raise him to be a jujutsu sorcerer. when he turns 15, he'll attend jujutsu high. they'll give me financial aid to raise both of them."

now, satoru gojo would not be in charge of their finances. that would be your job. with the way that man spends, he would bankrupt them.

"how do you even know he'll be able to see curses?" there were so many questions you had, but so little time. the children were sitting literally outside the door, waiting for you and gojo.

"i just have a feeling that the kid will. i don't believe the girl will since she's not toji's biological daughter."

"how old are they, satoru?"

"the kid with the blue hair, his name is megumi. he's 5 years old. the girl that's with him is tsumiki. she's 6."

"and you, my 18 year old boyfriend, satoru gojo, are going to raise them?" you looked at him with skepticism.

"no baby, you're going to help me." he grinned at you. "seriously?"

"you have what they say a 'motherly touch'. there's no way I can raise a girl, babe. who's gonna have the puberty talk with tsumiki? not me. you have to help me, please." he grabbed your hands again and begged you with his stupid puppy dog cerulean blue eyes that you couldn't say no to. you bit your lip in worry and looked at the door. could you and satoru really raise these two kids on your own? you sighed and reluctantly replied, "fine. i'll help you."

satoru grabbed you by your waist and lifted you off the floor, twirling you around in a tight hug. he kissed your forehead.

"we can do this, babe. we can make the world a better place for these kids."

you hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek as you scratched the back of his undercut with your nails in comfort. you could feel satoru melt in your arms. you understood how he felt about what he wanted to do for the future of the jujutsu world. he wanted to create a safe and fostering environment for the upcoming generation of jujutsu sorcerers. you supported his vision, and you would walk through the depths of hell with him just to help him achieve just that.

once you let go of him, he grabbed your hand with a cheeky smile. he opened the bathroom door and sat down on your bed, looking at the kids.

"sorry about that kiddos!" he laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. the two kids looked up at you and gojo.

"hi, what are your names?" you crouched down at the two of them, hoping to get them to open up to you. you and satoru would be their guardians, so it was time to start building a relationship.

"my name is tsumiki," the young girl smiled cheerfully, "and his name is—"

"megumi", the younger fushiguro interrupted her.

"that's my little brother." she added.

megumi didn't make any eye contact with you. he just continued to chew his food and read his book. tsumiki was so cute and personable, and she chewed her food so happily. they were complete opposites.

"well, it's nice to meet you tsumiki and megumi." you gently said to them.

"nice to meet you too, (y/n)!" tsumiki chirped.

"megumi, you need to show some respect to your elders when they're talking to you. say hi to (y/n) at least. she's talking to you." gojo said with a sprinkle of annoyance. he told the two how important you were to him, so why wouldn't megumi give you the time of day?

"it's okay, babe." you patted his thigh. you gave your lover a soft smile. it would take some time for megumi to warm up to you. you sat down next to the two kids and your heart felt warm. you felt like you wanted to protect them, save them, make sure nothing bad ever happened to them. you watched as tsumiki tried to fix megumi's hair, but he would just push her hand away every time. he looked like he was going to be a pain in the ass.

with time, your new goal in life was to become a responsible guardian for these two kids. you wanted to make sure they grow up strong, independent, and honest. you were going to make sure that megumi and tsumiki learn to love you (and satoru, of course).

EXTRA:

"who's bed are they going to be sleeping in?" you asked satoru at dinner.

"why don't they sleep in your room for now? you're always sleeping in my bed anyways." he replied as he continued to chew his food.

"but my bed is bigger and more comfortable." you argued. you had a custom king sized futon shipped from your hometown of osaka when you first started school here at tokyo jujutsu high. it paid to be from a big shot sorcerer family.

"well, they're not sleeping in mine."

"being a parent means that you have to compromise, satoru."

"we can figure it out tomorrow. how about i ask yaga-sensei if he'll give us an extra room for them?" gojo petitioned.

you glared at him and he just raised his eyebrows as if he didn't suggest something ridiculous. after your late dinner, you and gojo cleaned the shared dining hall and walked back to the girls' dorm where your room was. you opened your door to find megumi and tsumiki sleeping peacefully in your bed.

"i guess my bed is big enough for 3." you said quietly as you smiled at the sleeping children.

"what about 4?" gojo grinned.

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Hello, all you lovely people! I'm here with a prompt list for this year's Mermay challenge!

This has always been one of my favorite challenges and I'm super excited to add my own prompts into the mix! So I do hope that this list helps give inspiration wherever it's needed!

Like always if you do use these prompts please credit/tag me so I can see what you've made!

I hope you all stay blessed and safe throughout your day.

Lots of Love & Wishes: Celia 💙🪸🐚🏖

🌊 Sun Glitter 🌊 Bioluminescent Dinoflagellates (Glowing Plankton) 🌊 Marine Life 🌊 Deep Sea 🌊 Seashells 🌊 Sunken Treasure 🌊 Coral Reef 🌊 Shipwreck 🌊 Floating 🌊 Crashing Waves 🌊 Lighthouse 🌊 Shark Tooth 🌊 Bubbles 🌊 Whale Watching 🌊 Currents 🌊 Atlantis 🌊 High Tide 🌊 Submarine 🌊 Kelp Forest 🌊 Abyssal Gigantism 🌊 Diving 🌊 Stormy Seas 🌊 Jellyfish 🌊 Dangerous Waters 🌊 Scales 🌊 Arctic Waters 🌊 Sand Dollar 🌊 Flying Fish 🌊 Triton 🌊 Sandcastles 🌊 Moonglade

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You shine your scuba light on an unknown creature that appears to be curious about you. Or hunting you. Either way, you don't know how long it's been watching you, but it doesn't flee when you make eye contact.

First MerMay art! This started out as a practice painting/warm-up but then I got way too invested in it. I actually like how it turned out! Like usual, please don't repost this but feel free to use as phone/desktop wallpapers <3

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Just a reminder about fatphotoref.com—it exists!! I'll be updating with new photos next week and hopefully more regularly after that. Request access by going to bit.ly/fpraccess 💙🧜‍♀️ happy mer may!