#halloween lady beetle

[kazoologist]

Every Current Formula 1 Driver But I Decided They Were All Bugs

No Thoughts, Head Empty, Only Insects I Enjoyed From My Single Entomology Class Several Years Ago. Sorry to folks from outside the states. Most of these are like. my local critters.

Max Verstappen - Appalachian Jewelwing, Calopteryx angustipennis I have no reasoning behind this one. He just gives me the vibes of a damselfly kinda man.

Sergio Pérez - Synoeca Cyanea, a species of warrior wasp, or just the Synoeca genus again, literally no justification besides he's on the dark blue team and I just really like these wasps. Please read the Synoeca wikipedia page. they are SO cool.

Lewis Hamilton - Violet Carpenter Bee, Xylocopa violacea fashionable! cool lookin bee!

George Russell - Blue Hawker, Aeshna cyanea

Charles Leclerc - Cattle Killer/Cow Killer, Dasymutilla occidentalis (letting my south midwestern hick jump OUT here. most folks call em velvet ants)

Carlos Sainz - Red Admiral, Vanessa atalanta

Lando Norris - Walker's Cicada, Megatibicen pronotalis this is NOT meant to be a drag I actually love these freakishly loud animals but he just gives bright green cicada energy.

Oscar Piastri - Green Carpenter Bee, Xylocopa aerata cop out? yeah. good bee and something that feels correct? yes.

Fernando Alonso - Mourning Cloak, Nymphalis antiopa i love these fuckin bugs. absolute freaks of nature. they live for like a full year and they're always wandering around and getting up to something. plus they're very distinguished.

Lance Stroll - Common Buckeye, Junonia coenia I'm not even gonna elaborate on this one.

Valtteri Bottas - Eastern Cicada Hawk, Sphecius speciosus I just think they're neat!

Zhou Guanyu - Ebony Jewelwing, Calopteryx maculata blatant favoritism here. The ebony jewelwing is perhaps my all time favorite bug from home :) (its also v stylish)

Esteban Ocon - Chinese Mantis, Tenodera sinensis a noble creature that frequently scares the life out of me when i find one outside my window. Why the fuck are you so long. I appreciate u anyway.

Pierre Gasly - European Field Cricket, Gryllus campestris he just *feels* a bit crickety. Idk what to tell u man.

Kevin Magnussen - Halloween Beetle (or in America, the Japanese Lady Bug), Harmonia axyridis the most determined little bastard in the animal kingdom. They WILL get into your apartment through that microscopic sliver in the window.

Nico Hulkenberg - Green June Beetle, Cotinis nitida idk dude he just serves local scarab

Daniel Ricciardo - Black-And-Yellow Mud Dauber, Sceliphron caementarium im sure you are all noticing how much i love wasps by now. i was SO brave not making this a wasp only post. if ur american and a hick (hey girl(gn) hey) you'll know these guys From Constantly Being In Your Car's Inner Workings

Yuki Tsunoda - Bullet Ant, Paraponera clavata tiny but mighty!!!!! (short king solidarity)

Alex Albon - Great Black Wasp, Sphex pensylvanicus yet more blatant favoritism for my faves. Yes this post is so i can assign the williams boys and zg my fave types of local bugs. Anyway. this is one of the best wasps in the world. if u see her irl please stop for a moment to appreciate her. she's usually a docile species but she is very big and i love her. (good hunter too)

Logan Sargeant - Blue Dasher, Pachydiplax longipennis the ultimate late spring and all of summer insect of america. voted america's sweetheart of every local body of water eight millionth year in a row!!!! one of the best dragonflies in the country and i am serious!!! if u live in north america this summer, find a LAKE, a POND, A RIVER, perhaps even a CREEK!!!!!! A POOL WILL EVEN GET YOU! you'll find these folks. at current you might catch mating flight season!!! anyway. these are crazy good hunters and they're a beautiful little baby blue shade. anyway. logan and the rest of williams should go huntin for these when he gets back to florida. think it would fix em.

#zoomies posting #kazoo noises #babys first f1 season #sports posting #i said id do it and i was very serious #also sorry for the funky ordering i did this like in order that i thought of them and then had to match the teammates to whoever i did firs #this is why williams are the last ones here. i could NOT decide which wasp alex was gonna be

[joyboyish]

what the strawhats are for halloween cuz im still in a spooky mood

luffy - hes either a cartoon character (finn the human probs) or an animal (i think a bear). the costume was made by robin and she made a tiny costume for one of his beetles

zoro - luffy FORCED zoro to match with him (hes probably jack the dog or a jar of honey) flat faced the whole time but he enjoys it

nami - jennifer check, popular costume and kind of basic but she pulls it off better than anyone

usopp - mf went ALL OUT with sfx makeup.. theres no costume just the makeup... he stood next to brook (who was terrified) and people thought they were a zombie and a skeleton friend group

sanji - hes dressed up as the male lead in a popular romance book at the time.. expects all the ladies on the island their on to fall for him

chopper - robin made him a costume to match hers!

robin - a famous archeologist and if you ask her who shes dressed as she'll give you a history lesson. chopper is the archeologists friend or smthn. sanji was excited for a sexy costume and was upset when she came out in a fake mustache

franky - a robot (he thinks hes soooo funny)

brook - didnt dress up but won multiple costume contests

jinbe - handing out treats. hes wearing a super tacky sweater

#one piece #monkey d luffy #one piece strawhats #straw hat luffy #monkey d. luffy #straw hat crew #luffy #straw hat pirates #roronoa zoro #pirate hunter zoro #king of hell zoro #cat burglar nami #nami #nami one piece #nami swan #op usopp #god usopp #one piece usopp #usopp #op sanji #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #blackleg sanji #one piece sanji #sanji #sanji vinsmoke #tony tony chopper #chopper #cotton candy lover chopper #robin

[ofbluesandyellows]

Black Cat's Curse - TASM! Fem! Reader

Summary: Peter Parker has been cursed, crossing paths with the oh so feared black cat isn't exactly in his itinerary, and no, we are not talking about or favorite lady, Felicia. On Halloween night his bad luck has prodded him to the solution he didn't know he was looking for.

Word count: 6,537

Warnings: cursing, witchcraft (lol idk)

a/n: Hi! I'm back with a lil Halloween story for you, this one fully came to me last week. It isn't anything crazy but I do hope you enjoy it. Happy Halloween y'all. I adopted a black cat recently so maybe that's where the inspo came from. Bye :)

“What do you mean you can’t do anything?” Spider-Man was about to drop to his knees, to beg. And he never begged for anything in his life, other than bringing Ben back to life.

“Ow Spider.” Her finger with a long perfectly manicured nail traced his spandex covered clavicle. “Yes, they call me Black Cat but it doesn’t mean I know how to undo your bad luck. That’s on you and the poor black kitty you crossed paths with.”

“But whenever I get unlucky it’s always because of you, how come this is different?”

“Hey, don’t come to me with that bullshit, that’s just how things are, you should’ve known better. You’re on your own Spider.”

Peter closed his eyes, not that Cat could see him but he needed a second not to throw a punch at her, he knew she’d dodged with ease but he didn’t want to risk it. Exhaling he was about to humiliate himself once more, turning around Cat was long gone.

“Mother fuck-“ a splash of what he knew was bird poo painted the red spandex of his forearm with sickly yellowy-white. “Seriously?” Arms up in the air, no one to reply back.

Peter Parker wasn’t a big fan of Halloween growing up, he always went for the uncool type of costumes, he clearly remembered asking aunt May to buy him a white wig so he could dress up as Albert Einstein when he was about eleven. Uncle Ben ended up buying him white color spray and a fake mustache so they could DIY the look. Knitted burgundy vest, faux wrinkles on his face and the already perfect bushy brows made Peter the happiest kid in the block.

He was beyond ecstatic with the way his costume turned out, adults praised him and aunt May for the effort when he went trick or treating but the real menace were kids’ nasty words and funny remarks about him. After that he either went with a boring costume, he preferred to fit in, or at least try rather than be laughed at. 

It was obvious that the teasing continued up until college, but college was bearable compared to what he had gone through since he became Spider-Man.

Peter hadn’t been in need of a costume for years now, that was the main reason why he liked Halloween now, he could walk around as a civilian in his actual suit, no one batted an eye in his direction during this day.

Flash Halloween party was crazy loud, Peter didn’t know these many people were friends with Flash.

“Hey Spider-Man!” His heart skipped a beat, but Flash was smiling at him. “Peter, you made it!” 

Peter took the mask off, he thought this would be funny, wearing his actual suit was comfortable but now he was regretting it, he had several mini heart attacks whenever called him by his alias. He felt sweat dripping from his back. Yeah he would need to wash the suit.

“Of course man! I promised, right?” he laughed trying to disguise the panic.

Flash was wearing a Beetle juice costume, a pretty epic one if Peter could have an opinion on it. 

“I see you went all in with the costume huh?” He snatched the mask off Peter’s hand. “Nah this isn’t as good as the original.” Flash laughed.

With cherry colored cheeks Peter chuckled. “Yeah, I bought it at Walmart. Everyone seems to love the guy so I just thought why not?” 

“I’ve seen worse Parker, like the guy dressed as Alex Turner? Pfff lazy.”

“Really? I haven’t seen him. Don’t tell me it’s Harry the one dressed like that.” Peter said amused.

“Almost, but no. Harry hasn’t shown up yet, bet he found some expensive costume made suit and will pull off a ‘I’m Leonardo DiCaprio in Wolf of Wall Street.””

Both boys rolled their eyes. “Wouldn’t be surprised.” 

Suddenly Peter felt cold dripping from his back. 

“Hey dickhead, watch where you are going.” Flash was the first to talk, pushing a drunk David Bowie out the way.

Peter was in shock, how come he didn’t notice, why were his senses not alerting him of the guy at his back.

The smell of sweet fruity punch and vodka lingered on his nose. 

“Shit Pete, do you want to change?” 

Peter shook his head, lipped smile on. “No, don’t worry I’m good. Just going to grab a beer.”

“Ok, if you need something just look for me, okay?” 

“Sure, thanks Flash. Cool party by the way.”

Flash grinned. “Thanks Parker! See ya around.”

The lights were kaleidoscopic, New Wave music playing, it was a lot and now his suit was wet and cold and there were pretty girls around, and he couldn’t concentrate in one thing. 

Fuck me.

Tuning around as he dodged a group of girls dressed as fairies he clocked eyes with a witch. She was sitting on the couch with other people, Peter wasn’t sure if she was with them or not but the staring sent shivers down his spine. 

She gave him a lipped smile, one he tried to emulate, not succeeding because she dropped her expression. The next thing he knew it was that she disappeared. 

He shook his body to try and get rid of the odd feeling. Finding a beer was easy, what wasn’t easy was held in the need to puke when the warm and obviously outdated beer’s taste hit his tongue. 

Peter sighed, he was tired of this, it hadn’t even been a week with this black cat curse and he was already done, no fight with Electro nor Vulture had done him this wrong. Sloped shoulders and a bitter taste he was ready to go home. 

Exiting the loud house in Brooklyn, Peter’s eyes found the sparkly ones of a witch. 

A new wave of shivers appeared as Season of the Witch played at his back. Spooky as shit.

“Okay, this is worrying me.” He mumbled.

The girl approached him in two long steps. 

“Hello,” you smiled, showing him your pearly white teeth. 

“Um hi?” 

“Sorry to bother you, I saw you in there and if you don’t mind me saying this… you look like shit.” The apple of your cheeks tinted pink. 

Peter scoffed. “Yeah? Well, I didn’t need to hear it because I do indeed feel like shit, so if you excuse me,”

He took a step to the right to make his escape, but you took the exact same side as he did.

Peter scowled.

“I—I don’t want to sound crazy but you do have like a bad aura around you, you know? Like a dark cloud following you, and… okay yeah I’m going to say this with the risk of sounding like an insane person but I promise you I am not—“

Taking a cautious step closer, you were too close for Peter’s liking. On your tiptoes you angled yourself to reach his ear.

“You are cursed.” 

Peter felt his body freeze, his eyes went wide just as goosebumps formed on his skin.

“You… how did you know?” Peter stumbled back a little. 

“As I said, I can see it.” You took a jump back. Your face went back to a soft smirk. “Need help with it?”

Peter looked around, the streets were busy still, it wasn’t even midnight yet.

“You know how to revert it?” 

“Sure thing. It’s a simple spell.” 

“Can you do it now, like chant it or whatever.” 

You scoffed. “Hell no! It’s a bit more complicated than that,” balancing on the balls of your heels you stared at him. Peter was mulling with the possibilities. You were weird as fuck. But he didn’t feel the Peter tingle as it was. He only felt wary. 

You had this cute smile and very bright eyes. If Black Cat couldn’t do anything to help him, why not take his chances and accept the help of an actual witch.

“Are you like a real witch?” He squinted. 

“Yeah.” 

“Fine. What do we need to do?” 

You grinned, joyous. 

“Follow me Peter Parker.” 

Shrugging, you said: “Flash told me.”

“You know Flash?” Well, that was news to him. He never expected him of all people to be close with a witch.

You seemed offended. “Um yes? We take bioengineering together.” 

Peter almost choked on his own saliva. “You go to Empire?”

“Yes, I’ve seen you around, you’re friends with that rich kid that always looks at the rest of us as if we were dirt under his shoe.” 

You couldn’t help but laugh when Peter scrunched his nose. “That sounds like Harry.” 

“Osborn is not always nice to everyone.” 

Peter knew that but Harry wasn’t a bad person he just hadn’t been given the attention he deserved.

“So bioengineering, huh? You’re pretty smart I assume.”

“It helps with the witchcraft thing, believe it or not.” 

Peter could see why. He grabbed his mask a little tighter.

“Oh.” 

Peter heard you say, a second later a car passed by full gas, the puddle of dirty water splashed wetting his legs. 

“You could’ve warned me, you know?” shaking his legs only made the water go down into his converses, wetting his socks. He needed to come up with a water repellent suit.

“Right, sorry. Never seen such a curse before. The grayish hue around you goes purple whenever something is about to happen. It’s kinda awesome.” You grinned.

Why was this woman always so cheery? Peter sighed and continued walking.

“Do you have a name or should I just call you Witch?” 

You chuckled. “I do have a name but Witch is way more fun. And it’s Halloween, it fits.” 

Peter grimaced. What a time to be cursed.

Both hopped on a bus after walking three blocks.

“Are you hungry Peter Parker?” 

His stomach felt like growling. “I could eat.”

“Nice, I’ll order some pizza. It should be there when we arrive.” 

Peter saw you texting. He noticed for once your whole attire. Pointy hat with purple ribbons and tulle decorating it. You had glitter smeared on your cheeks and eyelids. The dress was black tulle as well with a sparkling touch, he wasn’t sure what it was. The tights had black and purple stripes with a nice pair of black Dr Martens. It was like a modern version of the classic Witch costume he’d seen in movies. 

It suited you, what it didn’t match was your always happy features. Peter wondered if you were in fact a witch or just pretended to be one for the sake of the holiday.

“Do you like mushrooms?” You found him staring. Your cheeks went a tone deeper in red.

Peter panicked and looked out the window, far away from you. “They’re fine.”

“Good, I ordered half pepperoni and half mushrooms.” 

Humming, you, witchy girl unlocked, your phone and started to play…

“Sudoku? Really Witch?” Peter grinned, this was so odd to him.

“I like it, it keeps me on my toes.” you giggled.

Unintendedly, Peter kept an eye on the game, finger pointing to one square and mumbled “there has to be a nine.”

The grid sheet sparkled after you pressed the 9 in. “Nice one, Peter Parker.” 

“Just call me Peter.” 

Your eyes locked on his. “But Peter Parker sounds more interesting.” You nudged him, making him laugh. 

“You’re so weird.”

“Thanks.”

•••

Peter sat in the living room. The apartment was simple, it didn’t even feel witchy at all. It smelled fresh and there was some kind of lavender sent around.

“What? Disappointed?” You laughed at his face.

“A little, yes.”

“It’s 2023 Peter Parker. I don’t have cauldrons and a crystal ball.” Your witch hat rested comically on the kitchen counter.

“So what kind of witch are you, then?” Peter spoke with a mouthful, the pizza was incredibly tasty.

“I’m not one kind, I just do what I want to do.” 

Peter nodded. 

“Careful with the—“ 

Peter’s slice of pizza fell on his converses. He thought he’d been clever by not using his spandex lined boots.

“Shit.”

“I tried to tell you.”

He peeled the slice from his black chucks. “Can I get another slice?” 

You pushed the box his way. 

“How did you get cursed?” You asked, nibbling on your lip, the pizza resting on a plate on your lap, untouched.

“Crossed the path of a black cat.” He grunted. “Sounds stupid but it’s what happened.”

“Been there. I’ll fix it, it shouldn’t be hard” 

Peter straightened. “How long is it going to take?” 

You stared at him. Peter could almost see the nuts turning in your brain.

“A few hours, I suppose.” 

“Is it going to hurt?”

“Maybe?”

Peter had multidimensional war flashbacks from Doctor Strange, and the other Peters. Yeah he wasn’t in. “Well, now that I’ve had time to think about it I remember why I don’t do witchcraft. You need to find another way. I’ve had my fair share of that and it was quite the hustle so no Miss Witch I think I’m good.” He gave you a lipped smile.

“Okay… um why don’t you tell me about it, I assure you this is completely different and safe.”

“I’m not legally allowed to talk about it, so…” He shrugged. “Also you said it can hurt. I’m not down for that."

“Ugh fine, Peter Parker, but if you go, the curse won’t go away, you’ll have to live with it.”

Peter looked down, considering all that had happened maybe you were right, it’s not like he hadn’t suffered enough to handle a little magic.

“Fine.”

You got up in a jump, disappearing inside a room. Peter heard rattling and the closing of drawers. He wasn’t sure what to expect so he tried to not think about it. 

After another two slices of what he considered a perfect pizza, Peter put the plate down on the coffee table. The table cracked in two as if some almighty froze had cut it in two with a really sharp invisible blade.

“How the fuck?” He squealed, holding both sides of his face with his hands. This was nonsense. He didn’t even put force. 

“What happened?” You appeared behind him. “Oh… well I needed a new coffee table anyway.” 

You went away humming again. 

“Insane… she is insane.” Mumbling Peter crossed his arms, trying to not touch or breathe too hard, anything could create a domino effect and make the building collapse or something worse. He could die if he forgot how to breathe!

He guessed that wasn’t possible but he was not going to risk it.

The skin on his back felt sticky but he didn’t dare to move. After a moment you cleared your throat to announce yourself.

“So Peter Parker, I’m going to ask you a few questions…. It's protocol only.” 

Sitting down at his feet, you flipped a few pages, grabbed a pink sparkly gel pen and wrote down in pretty cursive calligraphy. 

Peter Parker. 

Cursed by crossing paths with a black cat :(

“You do this often or-“ he asked.

“Nah, but it’s nice to document these things, who knows when I will need the information.” You beamed, clearly excited by the whole situation.

“Sure,”

“So, have you been cursed before?” blinking, you waited for a response.

Peter wasn’t sure if his Spider-Man issues were a curse, sometimes it felt like that to be honest.

“Not that I’ve been aware of.” He leaned back on the couch. 

“Have you killed people in the past?”

His face contorted, now that was a hard question.

“It’s… um not voluntarily… I mean no, of course no” he let out a pretty fake laugh. “But I saw my uncle die and my… my girlfriend too.” 

Your face dropped. “Sorry about that.”

He half shrugged, looking the other way, he was not going to cry in front of a witch, this was humiliation enough.

“Er, next question. Do you have allergies?” 

“No.”

“Experienced dizziness, or a rush of adrenaline in the past forty-eight hours?” 

Peter squinted, these were very specific questions. “ Yeah, but what does that have to do with the curse?”

You shrugged. “See if there are side effects.” 

“The adrenaline thing isn’t for the curse… I have a stressful job.”

“That responds the next question… so how long has it been since you got cursed?” your head rested on your palm, you reminded him of that one therapist aunt May forced him to go see a few years ago.

“Three days, maybe four.” 

“Hmmm, interesting.” 

“Why?”

“Hmm? Oh well, cats don’t just go out crossing people’s paths like that. Most times they have a reason. Have you wronged a cat in your life?” your knee going up and down nonstop, Peter noticed the nervous thick. He had several.

Felicia could count as a cat but she had wronged him more than he had her.

“No.” He scoffed. 

“Ok, didn’t want to offend you.”

Peter let out a breathy laugh, this was the craziest shit that he had experienced and he had gone through a lot of fucked up shit in his life.

“Please come with me.” 

You stood up with a graceful jump. Dress puffing with air. Peter stared at your hand extended to him. The moment he took it there was this tingly feeling that crossed his whole body. 

You grinned. He glared.

The room you got in was pitch black, a breeze came from somewhere, it smelled like incense. With the snap of your fingers a yellow hue covered the room which was not more than 80 square feet, seemed to be a closet.

Three candles were floating, Harry Potter style. His hand went over the flame no wire attached to them.

“Am I hallucinating already?” He said. Hand now going under the candle he was in awe.

“Nope, we haven’t started yet.” You chuckled. “And those are totally real. It’s a very easy spell.” You said proudly.

“Cool,”

“Sit on the floor.” You demanded, Peter obeyed.

With a bright pink dust, you painted a circle and a bunch of indecipherable symbols that Peter preferred not to know what they meant. Instead he focused on you; your smooth hands tracing patterns as if it was second nature. Your lips were tuned slightly upwards, it was obvious how this made you feel. Peter felt his own lips curving. 

Hmm… he frowned, that was not right. But his mind was taking over, your long lashes with specs of glitter resting on them. Hair, shiny and soft looking. Peter kind of wanted to brush it to the side with his fingers. Shaking his head he couldn’t be thinking such things, he didn’t even know your name. And you were a witch!

And you are a fucking Spider-Man, chill the fuck out Parker.

Great! He was going insane now.

Snapping your fingers, music started to sound. 

“Is that Fiona Apple?” Peter asked, throwing her a quick glance,

“Yes! She gives off the right vibe for this.” Your sly smirk made Peter’s stomach flip.

Oh no.

Squaring down, to be on eye level with him, he caught the very faint scent of cherry. 

“I’m going to give you tea, It’s going to make you a little dizzy and jittery.” Extending your palm, you showed him two little rocks. 

“What’s that for?” Peter took them either way. 

Your index finger pointed to a clear looking crystal. “That’s clear quartz, it clears the mind, attracts positivity and repels negativity. The orange one it’s citrine for positive mood, clarity and focus.” 

His chocolate eyes never left yours, for the first time the whole night your smile quivered. You needed to gain some distance. You stood up quickly.

“Whatever happens, don’t let them go. And you have to have them around until the next new moon. Understood?”

Peter sighed, whatever helps him get over this. “Got it.”

You opened a book with a crimson hard cover. A sage green cup rested on the wooden table in front of you. Your back facing Peter, he let the little crystals roll on his palm as he heard Fiona Apple’s voice mixing with the cooing spell you were casting. Words he had never heard got whispered inside the cup, the energy in the room changed in a second, the yellow hue became brighter. 

Peter’s body shivered when you went back kneeling before him.

“Drink this, you have to close your eyes and don’t open them until I say so, okay Peter Parker?”

Peter nodded, gulping as he took the cup. It was warm to the touch. The liquid inside looked like any other tea aunt May had made him before, a little cloudy but it had a nice smell.

“I added a little honey and it’s spearmint flavored.” You chirped. 

“How many times have you said you have done this?” Peter was really curious, it came pretty natural to you. 

“Oh this is the first time, but I’m sure it’ll go almost perfect.” 

“Jesus, that’s just what one would like to hear in these situations.”

“Come on Peter Parker, this is fun!” 

“Cheers, I guess.” 

Peter drank the whole thing in one go and the taste was surprisingly good.

He sat there waiting for something to feel different but nothing changed. 

“How you feeling?” You asked, looking him in the eye.

“Should I be feeling weird?” he replied, trying to pay attention to his body. Everything was the same. He opened his eyes.

“Shit, you are supposed to be experiencing something by now. And you drank the whole thing,” you stomped your foot on the floor. “I did everything the book said.” 

Quickly, you went back to the book to check the spell as if it was a recipe. 

“Sorry to disappoint.” Peter sighed. “Hey um, this is going to sound weird, but, would you like to… I don’t know, like go for coffee one of these days?” your eyes went wide, big as saucers hearing him ask. “Or not… I mean I was just suggesting.”

“Don’t move Peter Parker.” You squinted, Peter felt something on his arm. 

“You opened your eyes!” She squealed. 

A spider, the same spider that bit him years ago was walking up his arm, then there was another and another, all of them crawling upwards.

“Holy fucking shit.” Horror stained his voice. But Peter couldn’t move. He didn’t know if he was able to feel his body.

“You are Spider-Man for fucks sake keep it together” you cried. “Told you to keep them closed."

In a swift move you grabbed a few vials filled with dust in different colors. Peter was wide eyed, gawking, unmoving about to have a heart attack.

“I can’t move, help!” his voice high pitched. 

“Shut up Peter Parker, I’m trying to think!” 

A marble mortar plopped on the table, a mix of colors and sparks flashed across your face. 

“Sorry for what’s next but you can’t move and I’m not in position to kill our city’s hero.”

Grabbing the dust on the mortar, you put the bright blue dust on your lips as you fell on your knees in front of Peter. Careful not to ruin the pentagram.

Leaning forward you said,

“The spider you see is just in your mind, you are hallucinating for real this time, that’s why i told you to not open your eyes. Wish things were different but this is it, Peter Parker.”

“What?” 

“Good luck.”

You clashed your lips with his. In a second Peter felt his whole body tingle, like he was having a serious case of pins and needles. Involuntarily his palm went up to rest on your cheek. Warm and soft. Cherry scent, and blueberry taste. His eyes fluttered shut as he kissed you, the crazy girl he met a few hours ago at the halloween party.

A sharp turn. Just like when you twirl in one spot until you feel the whole room shake and you are in that state of happy dizziness. Peter felt like that and he kind of enjoyed it. 

When the motion stopped fully he opened his eyes. Blinking he reincorporated, he didn’t know he had been lying down this whole time. 

Spider-Man’s spandex suit still plastered on his torso just that the room was not the tiny room he had been in. 

“Peter?” 

“Aunt May?” 

“Breakfast is ready!” 

Peter rested on his elbows, he was in his room in Queens. He was in Brooklyn just a second ago. And, why was he even here? His apartment was in Manhattan. 

Shaking his head he peeled the tight suit off, his body complained, a common thing by now. Taking a quick shower he saw the water run down the drain, little hints of bright blue in them. He shook his head, migraine settling behind his eyes.

“I had no idea you were staying the weekend Peter, you always let me know.” May dried her hands in the kitchen cloth as she looked at him with fond eyes. “You scared the hell living out of me last night when I heard you in your room.”

Peter frowned, he didn’t remember how he got in, he wasn’t even sure what happened after he saw Flash at the party. Late that night he found two shiny bits of crystal on his bed. His mind screamed at him to keep them near.

Until the new moon, right?

Glimpses of what felt like dreams were trying to tell him something, most days Peter woke up with the feeling that he had forgotten something but he pushed it aside, there wasn’t much time to think of Peter problems when there were Spider-Man real problems. 

It took him six days to notice his bad luck had disappeared, he felt lighter than ever, he even got a rise at his job which was hard to believe. Cat hadn’t been involved in trouble and Peter didn’t need patching or stitches for the week, he was doing amazing.

One night during patrol. He was sitting on a building in Brooklyn, there had been a fire two blocks down, no one had been injured so Peter left the scene before the police arrived. Now his legs hung on the edge of the six story building. Phone in hand. Flash posted the party’s photos, he laughed at one where a group of guys dressed as the one and only Pitbull were carrying Flash as he threw pumpkins shaped confetti in the air. Flash knew how to have a good time, Pete gave him that. 

The next photo was one where he could see himself at the back, he barely noticed it was him, the spandex gave him away. But what caught his attention was the pointy hat, purple ribbons floating. His heart increased its pace. 

•••

Flash was doing some drills at Empire’s gym. Sweaty and all, he greeted Peter with a hug and a laugh.

“Pete, you left too early the other day!” 

Peter’s cheek went warm. “Sorry, yeah I wasn’t feeling well.”

“No problem. You want to play? For the good ol’ days.” Flash chuckled.

Peter remembered high school as if it was yesterday.

“I have class in like twenty minutes, but next time. I was just wondering if you knew the name of this girl I met at your party.”

Flash smirked, nudging Peter on the ribs. “I see why you weren’t feeling well huh? Parker.” 

Peter scratched his neck, this was so awkward, he didn’t even know the girl.

“What she looked like?” 

Peter’s image of you was very vague, he remembered the costume, but nothing else really.

“You have an idea how many girls dressed like that were at the party? I need more intel Parker.” 

Peter closed his eyes for a second. “She- um she said you were taking bioengineering together,” 

Flash huffed, making the basketball bounce. “I’m not taking bioengineering, Peter. Don’t think girls take that class anyway… trust me I’d remember.” He winked.

“Really? Because she was very sure of it.” He laughed, out of pure agony.

Have you been like a dream or something?

“I think someone made you look like a fool Pete. But there’s always more girls.”

“Right, no, you’re right. Um, I’m going to get going. See you later man.”

“Take care Parker!” 

Making his way back home, Peter kicked a can with all the force he managed, it landed inside a trash can. He blinked, shit that was quite lucky. He felt not so lucky when there was no space in the subway to even move your legs, at least it was warm in there, the November wind was getting tougher by the day. Headphones on, he put the music in shuffle. 

In starlit night I saw you

So cruel you kissed me

your lips a magic world

Leaning on the cold metallic tube in front of the doors, he sighed looking at his converse. He needed to give them a wash, those ketchup stains were not making it look any better. His fingers went to his eyes, scratching the corners of them, he could sleep right there if he was sure no one would steal his phone but instead he concentrated on his surroundings. Phone screens shining, Instagram posts passing rapidly, text messages getting deleted and retyped, sudoku grid…

Sudoku grid?

His stomach churned. He had these images like photos archived in his brain. He remembered the sudoku grid, the number 9 for some reason, mushrooms, pink dust, floating candles, a green mug, and a smile. That smile had haunted his dreams for days now.

The owner of the phone had a bright yellow coat. Peter froze just creepily staring at the person.

Next stop was a commotion, people going out, some more coming in. Peter lost yellow coat for a moment only to see it going out with the sea of people.

“Hey!" he shouted. Desperation in his voice. “Yellow coat!” 

Only feet away now, he saw the person go up the stairs. His heart hammering against his ribcage, what was this, why was he so anxious for the person to turn?

Crossing a busy street, he took his earphones off, seeing for one last time yellow coat get into a taxi, mixing in the traffic. 

Peter sometimes really thought he was the most intelligent person in the world. He decided to follow the taxi, this time in Spider-Man clothes. Web shooters full and ready, cold wind wasn’t even a bother, he had perfected the suit to be warmer on winter days. 

Swinging up to Brooklyn’s bridge had been easy, the problem being on which of all the taxis he saw was yellow coat in. 

Running and shooting webs caused lots of honking and almost made a man crash his car thanks to the little kid trying to come off the window to say hello to him.

“Sorry!” He apologized, as he flew by. 

Last taxi entering Brooklyn was his only chance, this better be it. As he plopped as softly as he could on the roof of the car, he bent over to take a peek on the backseat windows. 

He grinned under the mask. Knocking on the window he saw shiny hair flick, and sparkly eyes connected with his white buggy ones. Waving a hand at you, your eyes went wide. In a flash everything came back to him.

The curse, how you feed him and basically cured his bad luck with a blueberry flavored kiss.

Stealing his heart with that, it was absurd yet magical, Peter wasn’t surprised no more with what happened in his daily life.

“Roll the window down?” He made the motion for you to do so.

For a brief second Peter thought you were not doing it, but you did, wind made your hair dance and oh Peter’s heart shivered with joy.

“Witch!” He greeted, still looking at you upside down.

“Peter Pa- Spider-Man!” you smiled, in awe.

The taxi driver rolled his window down too. “Dickhead, get the fuck down of my car!” 

“Just drop me in the next block.” You said, throwing the man some money.

Peter jumped off the car just as the taxi slowed down. 

“Freaks!” The man shouted at them, his middle finger sticking out the window as his goodbye.

“Thank you kind sir!” Peter saluted him.

You snorted by his side. Pivoting on his heels, it took him a second to take it all in. 

“You disappeared,”

“I didn’t disappear, I helped you get home Peter Parker.” You grinned. Oh that smile, Peter wanted to squeeze your cheeks.

“Um, no, that’s not what happened. I was lying in your room, and then you kissed me and then I woke up at my aunt’s? For a moment I thought I was losing my mind.”

You were staring at him amused. “It was fun, right? I know I had a lot of fun that night.” 

“Don't be mean.” Peter’s hand flew to his chest, as if he had been hurt for real. “I even asked Flash about you, and you lied, you never went to Empire.” Hands flying in the air, as he spoke.

“First of all. I do go to Empire, Flash is just not a very observant person.”

“Right, so tell me why you did all this?”

"I had to fix it okay!” Your eyes locked on your shoes. 

“Spider-Man hi!!” A group of teenagers waved their hands at them on the other side of the street.

“Hello, guys!” He had to be kind to the fans, being the beloved neighborhood hero wasn’t an easy task after all. “Have a good day.”

“You are the shit bro!” One of them shouted back.

“Do you mind if we talk somewhere more private?” Peter said through gritted teeth.

You bit the inside of your cheek to not laugh. “Ok.”

Peter took the opportunity to grab you by the waist, in a fast and smooth motion he was flying through Brooklyn.

“This is not what I had in mind.” You squealed against his spandex covered neck, he felt your breath hot on his skin. 

“Oh you owe me, this is the least you can do for me Witch.” 

Peter wowed as they moved between buildings. Landing on the roof of an old cinema. The neon lights casting pretty shadows against your face and the suit’s texture became alive. He took the mask off to reveal the sweetest of smiles. Cheeks rosy.

“What can we do about this?” He asked, arms spread wide, he was falling for someone who he barely knew.

You hid your hands inside your coat, wind biting on your skin harshly. 

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”

Peter sighed. “How was it supposed to go? You said you had to fix it, what do you mean by that?”

Why were Peter’s eyes so pretty, his face was a mix of pain and hope, your stomach felt funny again. It had been like that since you first saw him. A month ago.

A blue moon was something you always enjoyed. Making moon water, charging crystals, manifesting and writing spells. 

But Orion, your black cat had been angsty for days now, he always was like that during full moons. He destroyed your quilt, the one to knit together with so much effort. So you let him out.

“Get out! If you could, I’d make you fix this to make me happy!” The window closed with a thud and poor Orion blended in with the night.

After trying to fix it but failing with the quilt you felt guilty. Orion was simply trying to let that energy out, and you took it against the poor thing. After much thinking you decided to go out looking for him. Orion’s name got pronounced several times until you saw him crossing the street a little ahead of you, it was three in the morning. Cars weren’t even passing, the world was still, sirens and honks chimed far away. 

Orion locked eyes with you for a moment. And you knew this was a bit of a dare to him, squatting down you tried to prod the cat to go to you, but Orion only sat in the middle of the sidewalk, liking his paw almost making fun of you. One step closer was what set him off running again. Just in time for Spider-Man to pass walking; half mask up munching on what seemed to be a burrito, mustard on the corner of his mouth, he came to a halt when the cat crossed his path. You saw Spider-Man gulp. 

A moment later his burrito fell flat on the pavement. You knew what this was about, you shut your eyes, cursing Orion under your breath, when you opened them Spider-Man was gone. 

“So you knew I was Spider-Man all along?” Peter scoffed. “You are full of secrets witch.”

“I knew I even said it to you when you were freaking out. Half of the spell had to do with me doing the ritual and half of it was you believing it would work, you still opened those damn pretty eyes.”

Peter kicked a tiny rock off the roof. “So you think I have pretty eyes?” he heard you laugh. 

“You do Peter Parker.”

He blushed deeper. “ So what I felt when you… kissed me was just part of the spell?” 

The disappointment in his voice made your heart jump. “It wasn’t about feelings, Peter Parker, it was just a spell to fix your bad luck. Whatever you felt, that’s on you.”

“Hmm,” he took a step closer, scratching his neck. “I was being serious when I asked you out for coffee.”

“I know.”

Peter smirked. “You like making me suffer, I see how it is.” He laughed, making a full twirl.

The grin on your lips couldn’t be held. “It’s funny to see you all embarrassed.” 

“Jesus… okay so, coffee this Saturday?” His ears were bright red.

“Sounds good to me.” 

“Great.” Another step closer. “Don’t bring your cat, I beg.” 

“I won’t.” 

“Good, because I’m feeling pretty lucky as it is.” His lips ghosted over yours.

On your tiptoes you connected your lips with his cold but soft ones. Both smiling and chuckling. 

“This is even better than the last one.”

“Yeah because you were freaking out about spiders, Spider-Man.” you mumbled, Peter brushed the hairs that floated in your face, he needed a clear path.

“I think I prefer it when you call me Peter Parker.”

Peter kissed the tip of your nose, and you finally let him know your name. He beamed as he repeated it.

“That sounds about right.”

A meow was heard and Peter groaned, forehead connection to yours.

“He won’t do it again. I promise, it was just a blue moon thing.”

You saw his eyes traveling all over your face. “I think I can get used to getting cursed.”

Orion meowed again, rubbing its little black fur against Peter’s leg. 

“Hey pal.” Peter said, patting the cat sweetly.

You snorted. “You’re weird Peter Parker.”

“Thank you.” 

Maybe after all Orion did something that made you happier than a badly knitted quilt.  

Peter found the whole term of black cat curse drastically different, they weren’t about bad luck after all. 

#tasm fanfiction #peter parker fluff #peter parker fanfiction #tasm peter parker #spiderman fluff #spiderman x reader #spiderman fanfiction #spiderman #fanfiction #fanfic #tasm!peter fluff #fluff #halloween fic #black cat #happy halloween #tags are hard

[daddycassie]

Welcome to my blog! 🐝☀️

It’s been a while since I’ve done an official introduction for my blog, so here is the new an updated one~

I’m Casper, you can call me Cas or Cassie <3 👻🎃

I’m an author, and I write for tbosas, aka the hunger games trilogy! I’ll write platonic headcanons for characters, x readers(fem or gender neutral, but mostly fem), ship headcanons, ship fics(snowbaird, coralbaird, dovecrane, dovecranebaird, dovebaird! Yes I know — odd selection, don’t be afraid to ask about any of them) Note that I do also write very specifically for Anthea from Shazam fury of the gods, and Maria from west side story 2021, I just love Rachel Zegler a lot <3

I keep requests open most of the time and try to get to them within a couple days but it really depends on how motivated I am, so sorry if it takes me a while to get to yours!!! 😭🫶

I write fluff, nsfw, and angst, don’t shy away from giving me your headcanons either, I love to hear from you guys!!!

I run two other accounts; @theclemmiedovecote and @barbazurebairdtrue ! These are character blogs that I am generally very active on, don’t be scared to say hello <3

Other characters include: @tamamberoffically @clerkcarmineclade @billytaupeclade @officialmaudeivorybaird @justlucygraybaird @s-plinth @arachnecrane @coralfisher @officallaminamason

If you wanna join in, any spot not listed here should be open!! We’d love to have you as a part of the fun.

Speaking of @ ing, these are some of my favorite people that you MUST follow!!!

@torturedcoveydepartment @sparklebear11 @sleepy-gee @noooooooop-e @lettersfrompanem @officialelioperlman-deactivated (may you rest in peace)

my wife @losingmymindrn gets their own spot because I bit her 😔 ILY FOREVER BABY

He is the CEO of Coralbaird and I’m her secretary ✏️📋

———

More about me ~ 🌼🌙

I was born on February 7th, making me an Aquarius ♒️

My MBTI is INFP ✨

my irl name is like covey 🌹

my favorite colors are yellow and pink 💛🩷

I go by all pronouns, but I am a lady ☺️

I am an out and proud lesbian who occasionally loves fictional men!!! But am currently smitten w/ Rachel Zegler and her characters so good luck dragging me away Coriolanus Snow 🫵

Some of my favorite things include; my moots, My dogs, Rachel Zegler, Tom Blyth, Crystals, the hunger games series, my wife, origami, the moon, writing/literature, bugs(especially spiders and beetles), candles, Halloween, Pumpkins very specifically, sweettarts, stuffed animals, old creepy things, stickers, Sanrio, card games, movies, pop figures, quilts, my quote books, pickles, theatre, TAYLOR FUCKING SWIFT!!!! (this list goes on too long I love too many things)

For now this is all I have… I’m sure I’ll add more so stay tuned pumpkins 🫶

#cassie being an idiot #cassie talks to YOU #yes you #Right there in the cool cloths #Intro #request are open #Asks are open #request currently in the works!!

[heartfullofleeches]

I went to knot's scary farm and got bullied by clowns lol. One said I looked like beetle juice for some reason, probably because my hair was extra frizzy that day lol

Did you see that one clown lady that was floating around on tiktok? She is so pretty... Sorry you got bullied, but I hope you had a good time. I've heard some people say knotts is scarier than universal during Halloween time

[mamamittens]

Spooktober 2023

Here will be the masterlist for the 2023 Spooktober event where I intend to link all the fics I post for it with the requestor tagged so they may find this post easily.

Please mind the tags on each post and titles may change. (If the summary sounds wrong for your fic, please message me so I may clear up any misunderstanding on my summary list)

(Vampire) Of Noble Blood - @sabo-has-my-heart

Astra never expected to be swept off her feet by a charming man at a Halloween party, but she's not against it either. But Sabo has a secret he's been keeping from her--and it's only a matter of time until someone endangers them both.

Vampire!SaboXOC(Astra)

(Werewolf) Room for One More+18 - @marco--the--phoenix

Marco and Ace are two lonely werewolves hoping to fill out their alpha/beta/omega trifecta. And they believe they've finally found him, whether he knows it or not. Now it's only a matter of finding out if the transformation blesses them with an omega of their own.

Marco!Alpha!WerewolfXAce!Beta!WerewolfXOC(Omega!Werewolf!Ray)

(Siren) High Note of a Punchline - @idiashroudds

Anna had never heard such an enchanting voice. And Buggy had never met anyone who genuinely liked his song.

Siren!BuggyXOC(Anna)

(Serial Killer) STALKED IN THE WOODS (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!) - @raptures-finest

Andreas, wild at heart, only wanted to explore abandoned places with his friends. But this time, while venturing into the woods to find a forgotten mansion, he seems to have bitten off more than he can chew. And his list of friends shrinks as their corpses start piling up.

The Blair Witch Project (1999) inspired SaboXKoalaXKakuXOC(Andreas!Urban explorer)

(Dullahan) Don't Lose Your Head about It - myself

Thatch supposed he should ease up on the partying if he always ended up lost somewhere away from his body. Though he'd argue that this time, at least, it wasn't his fault. He's been found by a very helpful and lovely lady though, so really, he has no room to complain until that bastard Teach decided to come finish the job. Hopefully he can reunite with his body before it's too late.

ThatchXOC(Nikia)

(Mob/Gang) High Price for a Date+18 - @spitfire-of-the-sea

Saki's considered a lead in her field of research in the secretive government sector. Classified information is basically all she's handled for well over a year now. But apparently not all of it. Now she's seen something she shouldn't have and has to book it into arguably more dangerous territory. The Whitebeard Gang's territory, to be specific. Where she finds herself in the arms of one of the most dangerous men in the city. Sparks fly and she finds he's more than willing to pay for her safety, in exchange? A date... and maybe something more.

(Kraken) A Great Big Family - myself

There are many dangers at sea. You've known this all your life and had lived to tell the tale. This may be where you meet your match though, as everyone knows how ferocious krakens are. As well as territorial. Now, if only someone told them that they're not supposed to be territorial over people.

You're not dead, but at what cost?

Sweet Child Reader & Kraken!WBP

(Old God) Dreams and Rebirth +18- @bookandyarndragon

She'd dreamed of a song her whole life. Faint and distant, it called to her with such beauty she'd been compelled to follow. But he had been patiently waiting long enough. Now that she was in his grasp, it was time to claim what has always been his, and start his family anew.

Marco!OldGod X F!Reader

(Demons) Prosperity and Sacrifice+18 - @cebwrites

An investigator follows the trail of misfortune and murder across an entire continent. And when they finally reach the end of the trail--they realize this is one mystery that should have gone cold.

Law X OC(Kirin!Demon)

(Ghost) Beetles and Juice, Tricks and Treats - @flamingoblubber

Beetlejuice had gone all out for what was arguably the most important holiday for himself. Thankfully, his sweetie, Jay, is willing to reel him in so he doesn't toe the line too hard or scar the neighborhood for life. He still stands firm that a few sand worms would really liven up the place.

Beetlejuice (1988) X OC(Jay)

(Scarecrow) A Heart Made of Straw - myself

Being a professional scarecrow is honest work. And Nikia has contracted with the Whitebeard farm for a few years now with no complaint. The job would be easier if she wasn't so fond of one of Whitebeard's sons, but it wasn't like she expected anything to come of it. Unfortunately, it appears as though he may be onto her... but she'd quite literally rather die than give herself away. So, who will win this stalemate? An honest country boy or an awkward introverted scarecrow?

(Boogeyman) Nothing to be Afraid of (Every Reason to Run) - myself

You never quite liked the wardrobe your new family got you. For weeks you could have sworn something was watching you from it. Stefan and Kotatsu both raising their hackles anytime it creaks open. But you didn't want to raise a fuss. But maybe you should have--if you had, then you wouldn't have been stolen from your bed in the middle of the night.

It's okay though, Echo says they know the way out.

(How our Seeds Grow) child!reader & OC(Echo)

(Mummy) Piece by Piece, You'll Come Back to Me - @sunken-diver

For thousands of years, Zoro has had an uneasy rest. Cursed to never die for his traitorous desire, he waits. Until one day he is awoken and finds he no longer has to wait to reunite with the object of his desire. They're right here. Ripe for the taking.

Mummy (1999) inspired Ft. Mummy!Zoro and AMAB!GN!Reader.

#spooktober 2023 #one piece #one piece smut #one piece yandere

[monibabsx2]

Hi I'm @monibabsx3 this is my backup blog for my writings!!

the fandom's I list below are the ones I'll write for (no I will not write for underaged characters unless it's platonic). I am open to other fandom's just ask and you shall receive. If you have special request then fill free to add detail.

Hellsing (Alucard, Seras, Integra, Anderson, Hans (the captain))

God of war (Kratos, Thor, Heimdall, Freya, Mimir, Baldur)

Demon slayer

ouran high school host club

Junji ito

Naruto

The Addams family (Gomez and Morticia (1964 - 1993))

Hunter x Hunter

Soul Eater (challenge me on this one I'm begging)

I even write for slashers as well as listed below:

Pinhead (Hellraiser)

Doomhead (31 Rob Zombie)

Jason Voorhees (Friday the thirteenth)

Beetle J (does he even count as a slasher 😭)

Michael Myers (Halloween)

Brahms (The boy)

Bubba Sawyer (Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Art the clown (Terrifier)

Pennywise (It)

Stitches (stitches 2012)

Horny the clown / Archie Benjamin (drivethru 2007)

Chucky (chucky duh 💀)

Tiffany Valentine (Bride of Chucky)

Daniel Robitaille (Candyman)

y'all I'm about to start writing some stories. I got some work in progress with Lady D and alucard lemme know If I should post it!!

Thank you sm!!

#god of war #hornytheclown #chucky #tiffany valentine #candyman #hellsing #hellsing ultimate #demon slayer #ouran high school host club #junji ito #naruto #the addams family #gomez addams x reader x morticia addams #hunter x hunter #soul eater #anime #pinhead #slashers #slasher x reader #doomhead x reader #jason voorhees #beetlejuice #michael myers #art the clown #brahms heelshire

[doctor-direst]

Hello, I believe you are knowledgeable with bugs?

There's something that looks like a lady bug in my room rn, so I was like "oh, cool! " because ladybugs don't trigger the irrational fear of bugs that I am trying to get rid of ya know?

So anyway, I let it crawl on my hands, and everything was fine... Then it threw up a white grub thing and me being afraid of everything completely panicked, and the lady bug flew away and I got my dad to squish the grub.

Listen I know bugs play an important part in the ecosystem and without them as would perish but the primal fear part of my brain does not understand this, especially when they barf gruby things!

I'm hidding outside of my room, will it throw up again if I try to put it outside? Is it even a ladybug?! Did it lay eggs in my house plants? How to not be bosses around and afraid of little fools that are easily squished?!

I'm very sorry if this is inconvenient, if it is just ignore.

-me, Aloeverawyvren a coward.

I will answer this as best I can:

If it’s a lady beetle or other similar beetle, I have no personal experience with them throwing up insects, so I’m not too sure about that one. Though the likelihood of them doing it twice should be unlikely, an insect can only hold so much in its gut.

It’s completely valid to be spooked after such an odd encounter!

Unfortunately without a photo, I won’t be able to confirm or deny it being a lady beetle but if it is one, you don’t need to worry about any unwanted eggs! Most insects (including lady beetles in this instance) will lay eggs near the end of summer so they can overwinter and hatch in spring. A beetle waiting until midwinter would be mighty ambitious!

As for not being scared of insects, I highly recommend research! Humans fear what they do not understand, so it can be mighty helpful to do some light reading about lady beetles to know what you’re up against :D

-

Assuming you live in an area where it’s currently pretty cold, it may be an Asian lady beetle instead, since they seek shelter in winter which includes human homes. They are more known for reflex bleeding and look pretty similar to regular lady beetles, but this post would be getting way too long if I got into it. I’ll provide a simple image below to help you get started:

Helpful readings:

If you want to identify an insect and don’t have anyone to talk to, I highly recommend BugGuide.net which narrows down insects based off of images

OR I would equally recommend using the App iNaturalist, which allows you to plug in your OWN photos and it will give you some recommendations on what your insect could be!

Happy hunting! :D

[lustforthecrust-blog]

The "my brain is making me do outrageous things to produce serotonin but I'm okay with it because I get cool shit" haul

Fýè

•Chucky sweater: $44.99

•socks: $12.99×3

śpèñçèrs

•gloomy bear earrings: $16.99

•coffin necklace: $14.99

•dagger necklace: $14.99

•big skull earrings: $14.99

•sticker: $3.99

VS

Panties: $12.99×3

Michæĺś

•prismacolor pencil set: $44.99

•wood bugs: $2.99

•beetle in cage: $14.99

•sticker book: $8.99

•halloween ribbon: $9.99

•rivets: $3.99

Marshàĺľş

•Two fàced mini pallets: $20.99×3

•mac lipstick: $10.99

•Clìñīque mascara: $9.99

•Sanŕìo lip balm: $6.99

•ñýx creme eye shadow: $2.99

•Còverğìrl lipstick: $4.99

•brush set: $10

•spooky soap: $3.99

•horn headband: $4

• chain earrings $2

Dollar ťréë

•cat book: $1.25

•bug stickers: $1

•scrunchie: $1

B&b

•pumpkin lip balm: $10.50

🖤Total: $407.48🖤

This whole haul was spurred on by the fact that I lifted the let's play pallet on my way home and was happy af until I opened it to find it was missing colors and the ones that were left were CRUSHED. I was so mad that I drove to a different store just to lift it again lol. Also the lady at claires must have got a vibe from me bc the second I picked up an item she ran over and gave me one of those stupid fabric baskets and I got too nervous to say no and I actually bought something bc I felt obligated to😭 like girl relax

[brookston]

Holidays 6.22

Holidays

Anti-Fascist Resistance Day (Croatia)

American Radio Relay League Field Day

Auto Race Day

B Kinder Day

Captain America Conversion Day

Day of Mourning and Commemoration of War Victims (Ukraine)

Day of Remembrance of the Victims of the Great Patriotic War (Belarus)

Day of the Farmer (Día del Campesino; Colombia)

Department of Justice Day (US)

Discovery Day (Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada)

Father’s Day (Guernsey, Isle of Man, Jersey)

Festival of Manifest Destiny

Festival of 1 Lithe (in The Hobbit)

Fixture Release Dat (UK)

Flaming of the Rose (Armenia)

International Day of Radiant Peace

International Fangirl Day

Listen To A Child Day

Morat Commemoration Day (a.k.a. Solennität; Switzerland)

National HVAC Tech Day

National Counsellors’ Day (UK)

National Kitchen Porter Day (UK)

National Prevent Pet Choking Day

No Panty Day

Organic Act Day (Virgin Islands) [original date]

Oscar Peterson Day (Montreal, Quebec, Canada)

Positive Media Day

Rare Chromo Day

Remembrance Day of Victims of the Great Patriotic War (Belarus)

Soap Microphone Day

Solmanudor (Iceland)

Speedwell Day (French Republic)

Stupid Guy Thing Day

Summerween (Gravity Falls)

Teacher’s Day (El Salvador)

Windrush Day (UK)

World Bathing Day

World Camel Day

World Osteopathy Day

World Rainforest Day

World’s Largest Swim Lesson Day

World Wide VW Beetle Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Eclair Day

Dairy Queen Day

Hard Core Pub Crawl Day

National Limoncello Day

National Onion Rings Day

National Radler Day

4th Thursday in June

RSE Day (UK) [4th Thursday]

Independence Days

Dayane (Declared; 2015) [unrecognized]

Salanda (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Aaron of Aleth (Christian; Saint)

Alban, first recorded Martyr in Britain (commemoration, Anglicanism)

Bouphoria (Ox Sacrifice symbolizing dissolving/restoring social order; Ancient Greece)

Dragon Boat Festival [5th Day of 5th Lunar Month] (a.k.a. ... 

Double Fifth Festival

Dragon Boast Festival (Taiwan)

Duanwu Jie Festival (端午节; China)

Tuen Ng (Hong Kong, Macau

Eusebius of Samosata (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Humphrey Ocean (Artology)

Innocent V, Pope (Christian; Blessed)

John Fisher (Catholic Church)

Kali Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Marinara Sauce Day (Pastafarian)

Nicetas of Remesiana (Christian; Saint)

Oskar Fischinger (Artology)

Paulinus of Nola (Christian; Saint)

Thomas More (Catholic Church)

Villers (Positivist; Saint)

Whiner Tutter (Muppetism)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [24 of 53]

Prime Number Day: 173 [40 of 72]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [32 of 60]

Premieres

Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter (Film; 2012)

American Gothic (TV Series; 2016)

Batman: The Long Halloween, Part One (WB Animated Film; 2021)

Blue, by Joni Mitchell (Album; 1971)

Boston Quackie (WB LT Cartoon; 1957)

Brave (Animated Disney Film; 2012)

Buddy’s Bug Hunt (WB LT Cartoon; 1935)

The Busy Beavers (Disney Cartoon; 1931)

Classical Gas, by Mason Williams (Song; 1968)

Evan Almighty (Film; 2007)

Exile In Guyville, by Liz Phair (Album; 1993)

The Fast and the Furious (Film; 2001) [F&F #1]

Fingertips, by Little Stevie Wonder (Song; 1963)

Franks Wild Years, by Tom Waits (Stage Play; 1986)

Good For You, by Selena Gomez (Song; 2015)

The Guns of Navarone (Film; 1961)

Herbie: Fully Loaded (Film; 2005)

The Howdy Doody Show (TV Series; 1947)

I, The King, by Frances Parkinson Keyes (Historical Novel; 1966)

I Walk the Line, by Johnny Cash (Album; 1964)

John Wesley Harding, by Bob Dylan (Album; 1967)

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (Film; 2018)

The Karate Kid (Film; 1984)

Lady and the Tramp (Animated Disney Film; 1955)

Life on Mars, by David Bowie (Song; 1973)

The Lone Ranger (Film; 2013)

A Midsummer’s Night Dream (Film; 2015)

The Muppet Movie (US Film; 1979)

New York, New York (Film; 1977)

On the Waterfront (Film; 1954)

The Rescuers (Animated Disney Film; 1977)

Rhinestone (Film; 1984)

Rust Never Sleeps, by Neil Young (Live Album; 1979)

Scooby-Doo! And the Loch Ness Monster (WB Animated Film; 2004)

Seeking a Friend for the End of the World (Film; 2012)

Show Boat (Broadway Musical; 1927)

Significant Other, by Limp Bizkit (Album; 1999)

Simply Irresistible, by Robert Palmer (Song; 1988)

Songs of Leonard Cohen, by Leonard Cohen (Album; 1967)

Top Secret! (Film; 1984)

Traffic (UK TV Mini-Series; 1989)

What’s New Pussycat (Film; 1965)

Who Framed Roger Rabbit (Animated Film; 1988)

Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (Film; 1966)

Wild in the Country (Film; 1961)

Wild Strawberries (Film; 1959)

Wipe Out, by the Sufaris (Song; 1963)

Today’s Name Days

Paulinus, Thomas (Austria)

Goryan, Goryana (Bulgaria)

Ivan, Paulin, Toma (Croatia)

Pavla (Czech Republic)

Liina, Liine, Paula, Pauliine (Estonia)

Liina, Paula, Pauliina (Finland)

Alban (France)

Eberhard, Rotraud, Thomas (Germany)

Efsevios, Zinas (Greece)

Paulina (Hungary)

Flavio, Paolino (Italy)

Laimdots, Ludmila, Paija (Latvia)

Inocentas, Kaributas, Laima (Lithuania)

Håkon, Maud (Norway)

Achacjusz, Achacy, Agenor, Alban, Broniwoj, Flawiusz, Innocenta, Innocenty, Kirył, Paulina (Poland)

Eusebie, Grigorie (România)

Maria (Russia)

Paulína (Slovakia)

Albano, Paulino, Tomás (Spain)

Paula, Paulina (Sweden)

Alban, Albin, Albion, Nereida, Nerida, Nerissa (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 174 of 2024; 192 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 25 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Duir (Oak) [Day 11 of 28]

Chinese: Month 5 (Wu-Wu), Day 5 (Xin-Hai)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 3 Tammuz 5783

Islamic: 3 Dhu al-Hijjah 1444

J Cal: 23 Sol; Twosday [23 of 30]

Julian: 9 June 2023

Moon: 18%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 5 Charlemagne (7th Month) [Villers]

Runic Half Month: Dag (Day) [Day 13 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 2 of 94)

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 2 of 31)

#calendar #Holidays

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 6.22

Holidays

Anti-Fascist Resistance Day (Croatia)

American Radio Relay League Field Day

Auto Race Day

B Kinder Day

Captain America Conversion Day

Day of Mourning and Commemoration of War Victims (Ukraine)

Day of Remembrance of the Victims of the Great Patriotic War (Belarus)

Day of the Farmer (Día del Campesino; Colombia)

Department of Justice Day (US)

Discovery Day (Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada)

Father’s Day (Guernsey, Isle of Man, Jersey)

Festival of Manifest Destiny

Festival of 1 Lithe (in The Hobbit)

Fixture Release Dat (UK)

Flaming of the Rose (Armenia)

International Day of Radiant Peace

International Fangirl Day

Listen To A Child Day

Morat Commemoration Day (a.k.a. Solennität; Switzerland)

National HVAC Tech Day

National Counsellors’ Day (UK)

National Kitchen Porter Day (UK)

National Prevent Pet Choking Day

No Panty Day

Organic Act Day (Virgin Islands) [original date]

Oscar Peterson Day (Montreal, Quebec, Canada)

Positive Media Day

Rare Chromo Day

Remembrance Day of Victims of the Great Patriotic War (Belarus)

Soap Microphone Day

Solmanudor (Iceland)

Speedwell Day (French Republic)

Stupid Guy Thing Day

Summerween (Gravity Falls)

Teacher’s Day (El Salvador)

Windrush Day (UK)

World Bathing Day

World Camel Day

World Osteopathy Day

World Rainforest Day

World’s Largest Swim Lesson Day

World Wide VW Beetle Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Chocolate Eclair Day

Dairy Queen Day

Hard Core Pub Crawl Day

National Limoncello Day

National Onion Rings Day

National Radler Day

4th Thursday in June

RSE Day (UK) [4th Thursday]

Independence Days

Dayane (Declared; 2015) [unrecognized]

Salanda (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Aaron of Aleth (Christian; Saint)

Alban, first recorded Martyr in Britain (commemoration, Anglicanism)

Bouphoria (Ox Sacrifice symbolizing dissolving/restoring social order; Ancient Greece)

Dragon Boat Festival [5th Day of 5th Lunar Month] (a.k.a. ... 

Double Fifth Festival

Dragon Boast Festival (Taiwan)

Duanwu Jie Festival (端午节; China)

Tuen Ng (Hong Kong, Macau

Eusebius of Samosata (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Humphrey Ocean (Artology)

Innocent V, Pope (Christian; Blessed)

John Fisher (Catholic Church)

Kali Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Marinara Sauce Day (Pastafarian)

Nicetas of Remesiana (Christian; Saint)

Oskar Fischinger (Artology)

Paulinus of Nola (Christian; Saint)

Thomas More (Catholic Church)

Villers (Positivist; Saint)

Whiner Tutter (Muppetism)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Fortunate Day (Pagan) [24 of 53]

Prime Number Day: 173 [40 of 72]

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Unlucky Day (Grafton’s Manual of 1565) [32 of 60]

Premieres

Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter (Film; 2012)

American Gothic (TV Series; 2016)

Batman: The Long Halloween, Part One (WB Animated Film; 2021)

Blue, by Joni Mitchell (Album; 1971)

Boston Quackie (WB LT Cartoon; 1957)

Brave (Animated Disney Film; 2012)

Buddy’s Bug Hunt (WB LT Cartoon; 1935)

The Busy Beavers (Disney Cartoon; 1931)

Classical Gas, by Mason Williams (Song; 1968)

Evan Almighty (Film; 2007)

Exile In Guyville, by Liz Phair (Album; 1993)

The Fast and the Furious (Film; 2001) [F&F #1]

Fingertips, by Little Stevie Wonder (Song; 1963)

Franks Wild Years, by Tom Waits (Stage Play; 1986)

Good For You, by Selena Gomez (Song; 2015)

The Guns of Navarone (Film; 1961)

Herbie: Fully Loaded (Film; 2005)

The Howdy Doody Show (TV Series; 1947)

I, The King, by Frances Parkinson Keyes (Historical Novel; 1966)

I Walk the Line, by Johnny Cash (Album; 1964)

John Wesley Harding, by Bob Dylan (Album; 1967)

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (Film; 2018)

The Karate Kid (Film; 1984)

Lady and the Tramp (Animated Disney Film; 1955)

Life on Mars, by David Bowie (Song; 1973)

The Lone Ranger (Film; 2013)

A Midsummer’s Night Dream (Film; 2015)

The Muppet Movie (US Film; 1979)

New York, New York (Film; 1977)

On the Waterfront (Film; 1954)

The Rescuers (Animated Disney Film; 1977)

Rhinestone (Film; 1984)

Rust Never Sleeps, by Neil Young (Live Album; 1979)

Scooby-Doo! And the Loch Ness Monster (WB Animated Film; 2004)

Seeking a Friend for the End of the World (Film; 2012)

Show Boat (Broadway Musical; 1927)

Significant Other, by Limp Bizkit (Album; 1999)

Simply Irresistible, by Robert Palmer (Song; 1988)

Songs of Leonard Cohen, by Leonard Cohen (Album; 1967)

Top Secret! (Film; 1984)

Traffic (UK TV Mini-Series; 1989)

What’s New Pussycat (Film; 1965)

Who Framed Roger Rabbit (Animated Film; 1988)

Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (Film; 1966)

Wild in the Country (Film; 1961)

Wild Strawberries (Film; 1959)

Wipe Out, by the Sufaris (Song; 1963)

Today’s Name Days

Paulinus, Thomas (Austria)

Goryan, Goryana (Bulgaria)

Ivan, Paulin, Toma (Croatia)

Pavla (Czech Republic)

Liina, Liine, Paula, Pauliine (Estonia)

Liina, Paula, Pauliina (Finland)

Alban (France)

Eberhard, Rotraud, Thomas (Germany)

Efsevios, Zinas (Greece)

Paulina (Hungary)

Flavio, Paolino (Italy)

Laimdots, Ludmila, Paija (Latvia)

Inocentas, Kaributas, Laima (Lithuania)

Håkon, Maud (Norway)

Achacjusz, Achacy, Agenor, Alban, Broniwoj, Flawiusz, Innocenta, Innocenty, Kirył, Paulina (Poland)

Eusebie, Grigorie (România)

Maria (Russia)

Paulína (Slovakia)

Albano, Paulino, Tomás (Spain)

Paula, Paulina (Sweden)

Alban, Albin, Albion, Nereida, Nerida, Nerissa (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 174 of 2024; 192 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 25 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Duir (Oak) [Day 11 of 28]

Chinese: Month 5 (Wu-Wu), Day 5 (Xin-Hai)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 3 Tammuz 5783

Islamic: 3 Dhu al-Hijjah 1444

J Cal: 23 Sol; Twosday [23 of 30]

Julian: 9 June 2023

Moon: 18%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 5 Charlemagne (7th Month) [Villers]

Runic Half Month: Dag (Day) [Day 13 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 2 of 94)

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 2 of 31)

#Holidays

[imaginationstimulation]

MATTRESS COUNTRY by Travis Dahlke

1.

Brandon is staying home tonight with his NutriBullet blade replacement scam despite promising he’d drive us to the rich neighborhood with the king-sized candy. Despite it being the final Halloween before the world ends as the Mayan prophecy comes to fruition in December. 

The sidewalk to Gia’s is summer rotting across cement. The air is filled with trampled and browning weeds, men roasting meat in crockpots, the smell of beetle shells. The leaves still have a little green in their veins. Each vinyl-sided person from each vinyl-sided ranch says, “Aren’t you guys a little old to be out here?”

Maris ducks into Rite-Aid where her ex-boyfriend works and emerges with two knock-off masks beneath her hoodie. She says he’s still totally in love with her, except now Maris is Space Satan (Darth Maul). 

“You’re Nightmare Man,” she says (Freddy Krueger). 

Both men are technically hundreds of years old. 

Gia’s grandfather tells a ghost story while we wait for her to become Used Car Salesman, wrapping her dead tooth’s replacement denture in foil from a Dove chocolate. I watch through Nightmare Man’s slitted nostrils as her grandfather reheats chowder, whisking congealed skin with a knife. 

“It was November of 1941,” Gia’s grandfather says. “Barnum came to Manchester and I swear the whole town turned inside out to see that circus. Me and some other boys, corner boys they called us, especially Patrick Muldoon’s mother—she still lives around here somewhere—each made five cents to help dig holes for the tent.” 

Gia’s grandfather aims his knife at the window. Coughs backward. Gathers his voice. 

“That night, aunt winter paid herself a visit.”

Kids make turkey calls outside. In his search for candy, Gia’s grandfather’s entire body creaks away from the room.

I say, “Everyone knows that stupid story about the circus tiger freezing to death and getting buried.” 

“I know, my sister said the tiger’s like right under the Shell Station across the street from Little Thinkers Montessori,” Space Satan says.

“You’re wrong. It’s in Riverfront Park. My grandfather helped dig the hole to bury the tiger himself. He’s just delicate about it,” Used Car Salesman says. 

“In a couple months, that tiger and your grandpa and everything anyone ever tried to hide will be dust,” I say.

2.

We walk to Brandon’s house to hiss tiger sounds and scratch at his window. His computer screen makes his shut blinds glow. A window over, his mom wears a New Year’s Eve fedora while having sex with Brandon’s dad on the couch. We empty their entire bowl of 3 Musketeers into monogrammed L.L. Beans. We draw tiger claws in the condensation of Brandon’s car’s windshield, then weave back through little Hulks, ladybugs, and babies dressed as Steve Irwin. 

In the park, we watch the sun fall apart into an unnamed river. Space Satan uses her thumb and forefinger to unscrew a NO DUMPING sign that guards the bed of rust-eaten washing machines. Some mattresses. One perfectly intact office chair.

“It’s for my sister’s dorm,” she says, tucking the sign under her arm. “She promised me twenty-bucks.” 

We loiter in the Shell’s yellow to try and warm up. Leftover air conditioning pulls at my arm hair. I reposition my mask in the security mirror.

“Can I just, like, have this?” Used Car Salesman asks the Shell cashier, holding up a bag of Twizzlers.

I ask if he ever hears the tiger clawing at his floor. Then this lady at the ATM dressed as nothing says it was somewhere, but definitely not this lot, and it wasn’t a tiger; it was a clown. After a few minutes of her trying to remember, Used Car Salesmen unwraps her dead tooth to read the fortune on the Dove wrapper. 

“You guys, you’re not gonna believe this,” she says. 

3.

I walk home alone. For some reason the street is totally wet. I peel Nightmare Man’s face off, which is also wet, and stake him onto the spike that held the NO DUMPING sign. A threat to all other Nightmare Men who dare trespass. And instead of turning to dust, the pharmacy rubber endures through Thanksgiving, the sleet of Christmas, and it’s still there come springtime, when horseflies mistake the gross synthetic red for real meat. People are too scared to dump anything in the river now. A newspaper reporter is writing an article about the head on the stick. How it mysteriously appeared one day. How it’s a talisman. A sign from above. How the daffodils are returning to the riverbed and in a few years it’ll be safe enough to swim in again. 

[via x-ray lit.]

#xray lit #short fiction #short story #fiction

[life-around-me-yura15cbx]

Гармонія азійська, або далекосхідна, або сонечко-арлекін

Гармония изменчивая, или божья коровка-арлекин азиатская божья коровка, или 19-пятнистая коровка или азиатская божья коровка

Harmonia axyridis is a large lady beetle or ladybug species that is most commonly known as the harlequin, multicoloured Asian, or Asian lady beetle. This is one of the most variable species in the world, with an exceptionally wide range of colour forms. It is native to eastern Asia, but has been artificially introduced to North America and Europe to control aphids and scale insects. It is now common, well known, and spreading in those regions, and has also established in Africa and widely across South America. This species is conspicuous in North America, where it may locally be known as the Halloween beetle, as it often invades homes during October to overwinter.

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[abstracthappiness]

microfiction, October 23 - 29

As you drift through twisting tunnels, the hive ignores you. Favored by their Queen, you are above reproach—for now. You’ve seen what happens to those She grows bored of. You must find a way out—before some sycophant buries the not-so-proverbial knife in your back.

-

Kisa had a pretty face and humble origins. Ennobled by the King, she was forced to marry his brother, who did not care for her. There was an illicit affair, a bastard child—a curse invoked. Kisa fled the kingdom, her bloodline doomed to never rest, to never find home.

-

They found the maiden hidden in the garden, beneath some fronds; hair like starlight, galaxies in her eyes. “Should we kill her?” one soldier asked. “The oracle said she’ll cause all sorts of problems…” The captain considered; she was just a child. “Not yet.”

-

Your quest is to find the children of the gods. Nigh impossible—surely they’re all in hiding by now. Or so you thought, until you wander into a tavern and find a youth with skin of literal rock, knocking back shots of molten gold—you guess even fools get lucky.

-

The beetle had a thousand eyes blinking away, even as it slept. It was the size of a planet. When it wakes, and all the eyes shut, and its wings open, it will destroy worlds. It speaks, as it dreams. Its voice, its monstrous language…the sound haunts me still.

-

Witches dance around their cauldron; something claws its way up between the gravestones. The werewolves singing to the full moon, the vampires knocking to come in, the ghosts rattling about in the attic— You sleep soundly, on this lovely Halloween night.

-

After hours of torture, her indomitable spirit did not waver or break. What reason did she have to fear death—she, a daughter of kings, who had descended into the Underworld, bargained with the Lord of the Dead, and returned whole and hale, to a life of grief and joy?

-

Clara peeked under the brim of her hat—the Duke was here. Most likely still holding a grudge (how unchivalrous). Then again, she had left him broke (and naked) in Prague. The memory made her smile. She’d gone too far, tying him to the bed—but she didn’t regret any of it.

-

I saw you dressed in tangerine, grinning like the devil. Your rivals sprawled out in their finery at the seaside picnic, looking lovely until you dumped rotten fish on them all—summoning the flock. That seagull really needs to stop pecking at Lady Clementine…

-

Desmond had warned her of traitors in their midst—she never dreamed he was speaking of himself. All hope shattered as he twisted the dagger deeper. “You were never going to win, love,” he said, further perverting the moment with a kiss. “This is a mercy, I swear.”

-

A charcoal black cat was scrawled in the corner of the empty vault—signature of a master thief, went by the handle Cat’s Eye. They only targeted the highly affluent Albrecht family. Rumor was they were an asset the family had silenced—returned as a ghost.

//

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#microfiction #flash fiction #vss #writing #my writing #kattra #fantasy #magical realism #horror #supernatural #paranormal #scribblings #spooky stories

[lovemesomesurveys]

Which H word are you? 🍯 🎉 💃 by joybucket 

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🥳 Holiday 🎉 You like to decorate for holidays. You've started making your Christmas list in July. You have a whole tote full of holiday decorations. You own at least one festive Halloween or Christmas sweater. You own a pair of pumpkin earrings. 🎃 You've made paper snowflakes and taped them to your windows. You're known for wearing bright, colorful, and festive outfits. You've invented your own holiday and celebrated it with your friends. You consider your birthday its own holiday. 🎂 🥳 You don't worry or stress much; you live carefree. Total: 3 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚

🤣 💃 Hallelujah! 🤸‍♂️ 😃 You've shouted, "Hallelujah!" You're thankful for God's amazing grace. ✝️ You've been so happy you felt like you were flying. You honestly love your life. You are living your dreams and couldn't be happier. You feel so happy and blessed and grateful to be alive! 💃 You've danced in church. ⛪️ 💃 You like to listen to upbeat, peppy music. 🎶 You've been baptized in water. 🌊 You've been filled with the Holy Spirit. 💃 🔥 Total: 3 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🌼 🌈 Hippie ☮️ ✌️ You've dressed up as a hippie for Halloween. 🎃 You've owned and worn a pair of bellbottoms. You've tie-dyed a shirt. You've owned and driven a Volkswagen Beetle. You own a peace sign necklace. You believe in and promote truth, freedom, and love. 💕 You wear glasses. 👓 You wish you had been born in the 60's or 70's. You enjoy going for walks in the woods. 🌲 🍁 You've smoked pot. 🚬 Total: 3 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🪕Hillbilly 🌾 You grew up on a farm. 🐄 You own a plaid flannel shirt. You enjoy listening to country music. You've driven your tractor to school. 🚜 You own a cowboy hat and/or a pair of cowboy boots. You enjoy going on hayrides. 🌾 You've milked a cow. 🐮 You enjoy singing songs around a campfire. 🔥🪵 You've slept under the stars. ✨ You love animals and want to work with them someday. 🐖 🐄 🐎 Total: 1 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🧙‍♀️📕 Harry Potter🦉✨ You've read the Harry Potter series. You're a huge Harry Potter fan. You know which sorting house you would be in if you were to attend Hogwarts. You've dabbled in witchcraft. You believe in magic. 🪄✨ You've dressed up as a witch or wizard for Halloween. 🧙‍♀️ You've had a best friend with red hair. 👩‍🦰 You wear glasses. 🤓 You mostly wear black. 🖤 You have unconventional hopes and dreams. Total: 4 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🎃 👻 Halloween 🦇🧛‍♀️ You celebrate Halloween. You're a different person on Facebook than you are in real life. You've seen a bat flying through your house. 🦇🏡 You've put a sheet over your head and pretended to be a ghost. 👻 You've eaten candy recently. 🍬 Fall is your favorite season. 🍁 You've won a costume contest. 💃 🧛‍♀️ You've had a black cat. 🐈‍⬛ You've walked through a cemetery at night. 🪦 You love pumpkin-flavored things. 🎃🍁 Total: 3 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🍯 Honey 🍯 Your mom calls you "sweetie" or "honey." You like to sweeten your tea with honey. ☕️ You were a big fan of Pooh Bear when you were growing up. You like honey. 🍯 You're very sweet (or so you've been told). You've been stung by a bee. 🐝 You like the song "American Honey" by Lady Antebellum. You've gotten yourself into a lot of sticky situations. You can be very messy. You are wearing something yellow right now. 💛 Total: 3 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 😃 Hope ☀️ You have hope for the future. You've met someone named Hope. You like to listen to positive, uplifting music. 💃 🎶 You believe the future is bright. ☀️ You will never give up, because no matter how hopeless things my seem, you believe there is always hope. You're a joy and a light to others around you. You believe in the strength of hope. It's hope that has kept you going during some of your roughest times. You are strong and courageous. Others admire you for your courage. <<< So I’ve been told. I don’t know what courage they see in me...  Total: 5  ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🌺 Hibiscus 🌺 You've been to Hawaii. 🏝 You like hibiscus flowers. 🌺 You've worn a flower in your hair. You're very bright and showy. Summer is your favorite season. ☀️ You've said, "Hi!" to someone within the last 24 hours. You've drawn or painted a realistic picture of a flower. You've taken a hula dancing class. You've built a sandcastle. You wish you could spend all day at the beach. 🏖 Total: 3 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 🕎 Hanukkah 🕎 You're Jewish. ✡️ You celebrate Hanukkah. 🕎 Your favorite color is blue. 💙 You like to burn candles. 🕯 You've played with a dreidel. You consider yourself religious. You've been to a Jewish synagogue. 🕍 You were born in December. ❄️ There is a candle burning in your home right now. 🕯 You don't celebrate Christmas. 🎄🎅 Total: 1 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 Which "H" word are you according to this survey? A: Hope. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 Are you happy with your result? Sure.  Do you feel like that H word fits your personality? I hold onto hope, even though I feel hopeless at times. During this time with my health it’s hard for me to see any way out where I get past this, but I have to keep going and hold tightly onto that hope that one day I will even it’s hard for me to see right now. What are three ways in which that H word fits your personality? I don’t know. ....and what are three ways in which it doesn't? -- What is your favorite word among the ones on this survey? Holiday and Halloween. Do you think your result is accurate? I thought I’d get something else.  ....or do you think you are more like one of the other words? Yeah, like holiday or Halloween. Does your name start with an H? No. What are three things you like that start with "H"? Hot coffee, ham (oven baked glazed ham), hors d'oeuvres. What are three words you would use to describe yourself that start with "H"? hot-mess, hardened, hurt. Which of these names do you like best for a girl: Harvest, Harlow, Harmony, Harley, or Harper? Harvest. Are you feeling happy today? 😃 No. Are you feeling hyper? 🤪 No. What's your favorite holiday? 🎉 Christmas. Do you like hugs? Sometimes, from certain people. Are you any good at hide and seek? 🙈 Nah.  Which one of these words do you feel describes you best: hopeful, hyper, happy, or hilarious? None of them... What is your favorite hot beverage? ☕️ Coffee. What color was the house you grew up in? 🏡 Brown. Do you wear jeans with holes in them? No. Are you a hoarder? One could say that.

Which hand do you right with? 🖐 My right hand. Are you hiding something from someone? Maybe. Name three things you like that are huge. Uhh. What are three things you associate with the word "Hope"? I don’t know, man. What is your favorite song by Hillsong? What a Beautiful Name.  Do you listen to Hillsong? I know some of their songs. Have you ever been high? 💊 Yes. Have you ever had a friend named Haley? No. Which spelling of the name do you like best: Haley, Hailey, Haylie, Hailley, or Hali? Hailey.  What is one thing you are hoping will change soon? My current situation. Have you ever ridden a horse? 🐎 At a carnival as a kid. What is one thing you hate? 🤬 The miserable summertime heat. Are you humble? I think so. What is your favorite song by Hilary Duff? I like a few of her songs. Do you know anyone named Harmony? No. Do you like ham? I like oven baked glazed ham, but not a fan of deli ham.  What are three things you like that start with "H" that haven't already been mentioned? -- And last but not least, did you enjoy this survey? Mhm. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚 I hope you have a hopeful, happy, hilarious, humble, harmonious day! 🌈 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚💙💜❤️🧡💛💚

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