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adriheavymetal · 6 months
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🎃Ah it's Halloween.... tonight!🤘🤘 Helloween🤘🤘 👌🎤🎼💞🎶🎸 🔪🎃💕🤘❤😘☺😊🤘🤘🔝👌🎶💕
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ccan you share any facts about the lights out au :3
i can try!
one thing i'm trying to incorporate that they get a Lot more puppety once the lights go out - their expressions can no longer change! Frank's frown is fixed! i've been holding off on this a bit since trying to imagine like... Barnaby getting mad but it's just this fuckin blank muppet face kills me but. hey what if they all had eyebrows that were built to move- also it's Important to the "Plot". and if i need expressions to show emotion, i'm failing as a writer
Wally gets a skin cardigan
as time goes on the Goop™️ kinda gets a mind of its own. it finds spare puppets - or puppet parts - to use as a shell. mix'n'match, horror style!
my original design for butterfly Howdy was made for this au. do with that what you will
over the years, Wally reads a lot of books - they teach him quite a few things that he would have never known about otherwise, even if he can't fully understand half of what he reads. how does one know what whisky is - beyond a drink - if they don't know about alcohol is?
Wally makes "friends" with some critters that start living in the studio. though he thinks there's one rat - he doesn't know to call it that - and like... one roach - he also doesn't know to call it that. so he thinks the same few strange creatures are around, when in reality it's a bunch. they keep getting consumed by the Goop
Poppy sets up the post office to be more liveable / pleasant. both for a sense of normalcy and it's just something to do! she makes it nice and homey <3 to the best of her ability <3 she can't really see what she's doing <3
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balkanradfem · 7 months
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This year gardening has been kind of a disaster, so I haven't been posting any updates (all sad news). I actually haven't been to the garden in more than a week, because I've been foraging chestnuts and it took all of my energy. So I completely ran out of food, and I've been too tired to go get some, so this culminated in me forcing myself to go today, in kind of trepidation because I felt like the garden is almost dead, unsupervised and abandoned, but then I found the most amazing harvest in this entire year.
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I am so relieved because this is so much food! I got a big bag of chives, multiple zuchinnis, a butternut and a hokkaido squash, okra, for the first time ever I have okra! Little bits of tomatoes (they did so bad this year), curly kale, a full bag of fresh basil (I'm making a pesto immediately), a big container of dried beans and a full plate of peppers!
I also picked up these huge sunflowers because the plant fell over due to the storm yesterday, this way I can have it as cut flowers.
Gardening is just great even when the year isn't great, some things just come trough, even in complete neglect and abandonment, all this was just waiting for me to pick up. Does anyone know any good okra recipes? Now that I got them I have no idea what to do with them, I do love looking at them though, and people asking me 'what is this weird pepper thing'.
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orykorioart · 6 months
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Happy Halloween!
+extra silly little comic
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mitiafrapp · 6 months
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[???] Game Masters
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crying-art · 6 months
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Happy HALLOWEEN 😤 <3
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inkyquince · 2 years
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DAY 02: Once Human (Sydney/ Jennifer's Body)
Changed from the Inside Out
content warning. this one isn't as good, since im not feeling so hot, so less smut in it, more feelings. Sydney is a bit homicidal, drinking people dry (of everything they can), accidentally harming the reader, reader and Syd in their feels and reader with transformed.
“You’re killing people!” 
“No, I’m killing sinners.” Sydney grinned at you, unable to see the irony in his statement. 
It would have looked like a normal night to anyone peeking into your bedroom window… Which your childhood best friend managed to climb into, despite being far above the ground. You and him, him and you, together in your room, snacks on the bed with the TV quietly playing a forgotten movie, so eerily similar to the weekend sleepovers you’d have had for so many years. 
It was all wrong now. 
You were stiff as a board, unable to relax or even stand near your childhood best friend, keeping on the other side of the bed as he watched you. His soft golden locks were gone, replaced by inky black tresses that he kept loose around his face. The glasses he’d sheepishly nudge up his nose with his knuckle were gone too, swapped out for contacts, you think. Even his usual neat pressed clothes had been tossed aside. He, indeed… Looked good. But… You knew that despite the familiar face, this wasn’t your Sydney. Not the same boy you spent most of your life trotting behind, hanging out with every spare moment, not the boy you asked… To…
“Don’t give me that look.” Sydney rolled his eyes and flopped onto your bed, rolling onto his stomach to look up at you with heavy lidded eyes. “God, I didn’t know you were this boring, Needy.” 
You flinched like you had been slapped in the face. He never used that nickname before for you, not ever. It was whispered by classmates, sneering as you hurried to catch up with him, by some of your shared friends, once or twice a teacher slipped up when trying to remember your name. Even Sirris stammered when he started to call you it, blushing up to his ears. 
“It’s wrong.” You muttered, trying to fight through the hurt you were feeling. 
“No, it isn’t.” Sydney snorted. “You really miss Whitney? Do you, huh?” 
“N-No, but he didn’t deserve… That!” You didn’t see the body, but rumours and gossip were gospel at your school, despite the teachers trying to keep everyone quiet. 
“Kylar? You miss him dragging his filthy hands all over you?” 
“He didn’t even do-” 
“He wanted to!” Sydney snapped, sitting up and lunging at your wrists to yank you onto the bed, nose to nose. “I could feel what they wanted to do. Horrible fucking sinners. I couldn’t let them even think about what they wanted to do to you, so I did what I had to. But I’m still hungry.” 
His grip tightened, beginning to bruise your wrists trapped in his wrists. Sydney’s eyes stared into yours, wild and reckless, alien. 
“They taste so good.” Sydney murmurs, his own fingers loosening from your wrists and hungrily pushing up the sleeves of your jumper to expose your forearms. “It’s like I can taste what they want from me. They want to fuck me and god, I let them. They can never handle it.” 
Your stomach twisted in horror, at his stranger pawing at you. 
“I’ve started letting people use me. Old perverts, the ones that would try to grope up before, and their hearts nearly give out when I push their hands into my underwear, or when I touch them right back. Lonely people at the beach who nearly cry when I bend over, even those with families sneak away with me with one look. I fucking love it.” Sydney’s breathing sped up, almost lost in his own world. 
“But… You didn’t kill any of them. Why did you-” 
“Because they’re not allowed to want you!” Sydney shouted, tightening his grip again. “I took them for every drop they had in their bodies, because you’re not the one they’re supposed to look at, it's me now.” 
You felt tears well in your eyes. He watched one escape and seemed to settle down, pulling you closer against him, gently shushing you. 
“You’re different, Syd.” You could only blubber, as if a child again, clinging to him for comfort when you scraped your knee.
There was a beat of silence.
“No, I’m not.” He sighed. "You don't even know, do you" 
"Know what, Syd?" You whispered.
"I was always like this, deep down. God, even before you asked me to help you lose your virginity, I was touching my cock to you. Barely, but still, stroking enough to feel bad about it when I sat next to you the next day. I was happy to be your friend, help you, and then maybe marry you, but now I want it all."
You flushed, startled that he brought up the evening you two shared one evening, a quiet pact formed to not tell anyone, just to make sure the two of you lost your virginities to someone you liked, in a safe way. 
Using your momentary shock, Sydney pushed you down onto your back, putting enough of his weight on you so you couldn’t wriggle away. He gently trailed a finger over your cheek, in a quiet reverence, and all of a sudden, you were back in his room a few months ago, awkward as you two kissed for the first time, giddy to lose your virginities. 
“You saved me, love.” He murmured, but before you could ask, Sydney slowly lowered his head, brushing his lips against yours in a sweet, gentle kiss. He broke away after a few seconds, sighing. "I always wanted to kiss you. Wanted it to be special. I'm glad my first… Everything went to you. But it feels unfair to you. Your only experience with a fumbling churchboy, who somehow struggled to even put my cock in.” 
An old, familiar smile flickered over his face and he leaned down again, sighing as you two pressed your lips against each other again. His kisses were innocent, warm and gentle as he ran his fingers over your arms, making you shiver. You shakily exhaled and relaxed into it, and he decided to take that as you were ready for more. His tongue pressed into your mouth,dragging against yours slowly.One of his hands stopped caressing your arms, pulling away, but you were growing dizzy, feeling as if with every stroke of his tongue, your entire body grew more malleable to his touches. 
 It took you a moment to realise he had slipped his hand in between the two of you, palming his crotch and making sure the back of his hand rocked against your genitals. 
Sydney was in heaven. Not that he was ever to be able to go there now, but this earthly euphoria was more than enough for him. He was aware he was feeding off of you, but not the same way he felt as when he fed off his victims, his willing participants. Those felt like he had been starving for far too long, trying to cram his mouth with nutrition, needing his body to be sustained with their boiling lust. This was different, savouring a treat, something rare, to be enjoyed and not scarfed down. 
Rolling over, holding your sides so you would be pulled onto his chest when he switched to lying on his back, Sydney had the chance to take your cute expression in full. Hazy, with your shared lust having sunken in, but there was that adoration, that puppy love he always found cute, shining oh so bright, just for him. 
It hurt, in some ways. That you would never know that he meant it when he said you saved him. 
As you finally took the initiative to kiss him back, mouthing slowly at his bottom lip, he was grateful you never would find out that not too long ago, a gag was shoved in his mouth, his lip cut exactly where you were shyly dragging your tongue over. 
That the same shoulders you gripped for stability were held down, the hands he used to shed your clothes with, were bound to the fallen trees in the clearing. The chest you shyly were pawing at, the one missing a heart beat, was sliced open with an ancient knife. 
That the only reason he woke up at all, was because they thought he was a virgin. 
You would never know that your clumsy tryst saved his life, and now he was going to use the rest of his not-life, just for you. 
It seems you shared his sentiments, finally relaxing with his new state of being, letting him bully his cock into your hole. This didn’t mean that he wouldn’t feed from others, he thought as he tucked his own face into your chest, groaning as his hands gripped your hips, moving your body for you. No, he was going to sink his teeth into those fuckers who wanted to taint you for themselves. As if you weren’t completely submerged in his own pure lust with him. Their filthy hands would never touch you, not when his own clawed ones were dragging their nails against your back, his light, playful nips against your skin beginning to draw droplets of blood from his razor sharp teeth. 
You couldn’t notice, of course. You were lost the moment the succubus fucked his drooling cock into you, mind blank except to chase your pleasure. 
It wasn’t Sydney’s fault for not going easy on your mortal body. 
But neither of you could truly mind, not when you awoke in the morning, cum dripping from your abused hole, covered in scratches and bites, and with the same appetites as your beloved friend. 
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mrblazeflappybird · 4 months
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Merry Christmas and all, but....
HAPPY HALLOWEEN GUYS LETS TRICK OR TREAT
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agent37 · 1 year
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and, for your first day of the delighted month, november, iz halowneene!! yuor vfavorite novmeber holiday1!!!
1/30(?)
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akitagure · 6 months
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN
art prompts for Tempuratober!
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comfymoth · 2 years
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A hc: Phil and Kristin have a growing collection of big floppy hats.
oh absolutely. baby wilbur gets lost in it
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sparring-spirals · 6 months
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OH SHIT
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meringuejellyfish · 7 months
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one thing about me is i am a bit of a sucker for certain halloween aesthetics (sorry for using the word aesthetic i cant think of another word) i just enjoy some funny greatures.
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cheemken · 7 months
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Hey Knight, with Halloween coming up soon I got a question about the champions
What do they do on Halloween?
Do they watch Horror movies? Walk around the Neighbourhoods looking at decorations? Start putting up the Christmas lights already? Go to Haunted houses? Or do any of them go Trick or Treating?
Actually about that last one, what would the Champions dress as?
This could be directed towards either Gen of Champions, you decide which group to answer with :)
Ohhh that's fun! But do spare me bc I have no experience w Halloween as in my country we only have the Four Months of Christmas™ hahaha so like yeah I'm gonna base all this on the shows I watch lmao
Anyways going w the first gen champs
My guy, Geeta is absolutely fucking vibing, the biggest horror fan and the one who goes all out during Halloween, Diantha's vibing too in a different way, like fr, once October hits, Geeta's there waking Diantha up all "mi ángel, it's Halloween soon, we need to set up the traps"
"yes I know, dar— what do you mean traps—"
"for the horror house. I'm sure people would love it this year."
"darling, please, you went overboard last time, you traumatized someone."
"Last time wasn't even that terrifying."
"Geeta, no—"
It's Leon she scared lmfao
Cynthia and Lance would go around the neighbourhood tho judging their decorations. Going on how that guy didn't even bother, that lady is trying too hard, they're sure as hell some of their decorations are just their ghost pokemon. These two then tell Geeta all the decorations the other peeps in the neighbourhood has and she plans to outdo them, this is honestly the only time of the year these three get along well lmfao like they're that competitive they want their house and their decorations to be the very best like no one ever was hahaha
Wallace and Diantha do go all out on costumes fr, Lance and Steven has to deal w them, they have to be matching, for the aesthetic. Diantha and Wallace also really competitive, wanting to outdo others' costumes. Dia and Lance do supervise Iris and Hau when they go trick or treating back then when they were younger, it's always nice to see the kids having fun and making new friends, tho Dia did have to limit their sweets during those nights bc the first time they celebrated Halloween together, Hau and Iris and even Cynthia did not sleep the entire night bc of the sugar rush, Dia now knows better lmao. Also doesn't let Cynthia watch over the kids when out trick or treating, Cyn taught them how to actually trick people to get more candy.
Leon would celebrate the Four Months of Christmas™ fr, even gets the kids to join him. Look, he's not like Diantha who indulges Geeta in her grotesque horror filled interests, he just wants presents and snow and having the fam together and presents okay, homeboy would put up the Christmas lights as soon as September hits lmfao like their house would be halved w Geeta's Halloween decorations and Leon's Christmas decorations. Geeta, out of spite, placed spiders and witches hats on Leon's Christmas decorations; Leon, in revenge, also put Christmas hats and reindeer headbands on Geeta's Halloween decorations. It's always a war zone in there home once September or October hits hahaha
Idk what they'd wear tho fr, I just know Wallace and Diantha would have the most aesthetic costumes out of all of them lmfao, Geeta would have like,, idk, she gives off the vibes she'd have a costume of Leatherface from Texas Chainsaw Massacre, her mask is so detailed that it scared everyone. Y'know Leon's Christmas get up in PokeMas? Yeah, I know he'd wear that during Halloween just to spite Geeta lmfaooo homeboy would defend himself saying it's still a costume hahaha
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mossy-rot · 8 months
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working seasonal jobs is like having a toxic ex. like. i know that i was miserable 80% of the time working at a haunted house and yet here I go again like hehe spooky house!! graveyard!!! like boy you had actual spiders crawling on you. what is your deal.
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Sharing a little collection because Eva is basically my main model and you'll gonna see lots of her. X)
Eva's Instagram
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It's always so much fun with her. :)
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