#spookysports

[apparently-artless]

Kuroko no Basket Halloween Themed Icons 🎃🦇🕷️

#knb #kuroko no basket #knbedit #animeedit #anime graphics #spookysports #animangaboys #fysportsanime #anisource #shounenedit #usertorichi #userokkottsus #userdabiluna #userinahochi #tuserelena #useradrienne #usermica #usermoonz #usernikiforova #artsedits #tw flashing

[no1frogfan]

Kaiju give me your number

Iwaizumi x gn reader

Word count: ~700

Tags & warnings: None

Notes: I was struck by a deeply silly idea tonight (don’t worry, it gets sillier!), so this is my first entry for the spooky sports collab hosted by the one and only @koushuwu! Check out the collab masterlist here! (Please forgive me, Mica! My original entry will be arriving some time in the future!)

The only warning you get is a muffled I’ll get it! before the door swings open. Standing inside is a shadowy figure, its vague spiky shape barely illuminated by the streetlights behind you, looking particularly ominous in contrast to the decidedly un-spooky R&B now thumping out into the quiet night.

You squint into the darkness. “Um…hello? I’ve got a delivery for-”

Suddenly, the shadow lunges forward.

You let out a scream, almost losing your balance as you lurch back a few steps. A hand (too leathery to be human) reaches out and…

…flicks on the porch light, almost blinding you.

“Hey! Turn it down I can't hear!”

You’re still blinking away the stars in your eyes when you see it — him. Them. Two of the firmest, cushiest pecs you have ever seen casting an actual shadow over a set of gorgeous abs, the skin smooth and soft, especially against the rough black scales covering his legs and arms.

“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you over the music. What did you say?”

Despite the absolutely stunning man in front of you, your brain somehow manages to make sense of what he’s saying.

“Um…I have a delivery for-” you glance down at the receipt “-for Hajime?”

“Wait, aren’t you…?”

He does a double take. Holy shit, it's actually you. You’re wearing the same helmet (black and covered in stickers) and — he checks behind you — that's the same bike! A sleek green one with bright yellow panniers.

“I’m looking for Hajime. Am I at the right place?”

You check the receipt again, leaning back to squint at the house number above the door. It’s partly to actually check if you’re at the right address, but mostly to calm down by looking at something other than a stranger dressed as the world’s most attractive lizard man. You didn’t even know you were into lizard men.

“That’s me. I’m Hajime.”

He reaches up and you track the flex of his biceps as he lifts the lizard mask off his head. Oh fuck. His face is handsome too, and a little bit familiar — maybe from around campus.

You must have been standing slack-jawed for too long because he glances down at his bare chest and blushes. “Sorry, I’m- my friends thought sexy Godzilla would be funny...”

Ah, that would explain the dorsal spines.

(It’s actually a little annoying how apologetic he seems, as if looking like that was something to be embarrassed about.)

Almost on cue, two more huge men crowd into the doorway. You guess these must be the friends he’s referring to because they’re dressed as what can only be described as sexy pieces of bread, one slathered with peanut butter and the other slathered with jelly.

“Sweet, food’s here!” Yells the sexy jelly man, reaching out to grab the bags from your hands.

The sexy peanut butter man pauses and looks suspiciously between both your embarrassed faces, scrutinizing you closely before something seems to dawn on him.

“Wait a minute…isn’t this that biker you crashed into?” He whirls on you. “Are you that biker?”

“Mattsun…” Iwaizumi warns.

He — Mattsun — gestures at Hajime. “Do you remember him? Last month? He wasn’t looking and walked right in front of you?”

Recognition flashes across your face and a cheeky grin grows on Mattsun’s. “I knew it.” He leans in conspiratorially. “You know, he won’t shut up about you, wants to take you home to really apologize if you know what I mean.”

Your eyes dart to Hajime. He wants to what? With you?

“Enough!”

Iwaizumi hurriedly shoves the other man back and stuffs the signed receipt into your hands.

“Sorry about him.”

A few excruciating seconds pass while you both stand awkwardly in the doorway. Right. Guess not. His friend was probably just messing with you…

“Well, thanks.”

You sneak one last furtive glance at that sexy Godzilla chest before turning to leave.

“Wait! Do you want to…come in for a drink? Or something?”

“Oh! I can’t…I’m working.”

You gesture vaguely to your left, toward the restaurant.

“Right, obviously, right, sorry. That was stupid.”

Another beat of silence, though this time it's probably more excruciating for him than for you.

"God you're hopeless." Mattsun’s head pops up over Hajime's shoulder. “What he means is can he get your number?”

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi x reader #froggy scribbles #spookysports #mica 💖

[koushuwu]

— He's standing right behind ya.

#spookysports #blue lock #nagi seishirou #isagi yoichi #bllkedit #» gifs #animangahive #fysportsanime #anisource #dailyanimatedgifs #allanimanga #useradrienne #userrashed #animangab #userokkottsus #usermoonz #usericybtch

[auslanderka]

— my little piece for a spooky sports event made by my dear @koushuwu! || event post ; event masterlist

fandom : slam dunk

ship : mito youhei x gn!reader (f!reader in my mind)

TW/tags: spooky sports anime event, horror movie night, characters aged up, established relationship (wife-husband), slighty 18+, minors dni

Note : tbh I don't know how to write typical spooky stories but this was created, in general I don't celebrate halloween at all and all the traditions are for me "dry theory" from English class ; I feel like it's a little silly and boring but if by some miracle you have wandered here - enjoy.

Note 2 : and okay this fic. I dedicate this writing piece to @gothintegra - it's possible that you like horror movies and probably youhei wouldn't need to comfort you during horror movie night (I realized this as I was finishing writing haha) but it doesn't change the fact that I wrote with you in mind. it's my little "thank you" for your kind words when things were very bad for me in early september, I hope you enjoyed it!

— contains eng grammar problems and mistakes as well —

The living room of your small apartment looked fabulous. If that's the word to describe the room decorated with pumpkins and other ornaments you found in the store's Halloween & autumn section. Like every year, you created a mood to warm up the ugly weather that was starting to be more and more outside the window.

Youhei leaned over the candles in the shape of small pumpkins lighting them while you placed two mugs with hot chocolate decorated with marshmallows  in the shape of little ghosts on the table. Next to them were two plates of cookies, which you had been making all morning while Mito was still at work. The pleasant smell of shortcrust pastry, baked apple and cinnamon wafted throughout the apartment.

It was October 31st. A day when ghouls came out of their hiding places and people spent time at dress-up parties. You and your husband decided to spend the day together and make a movie night. You two just didn't agree on the choice of movie genre. Youhei wanted horror movies, and you wanted anything that wasn't horror.

"so what are we going to watch tonight?" you asked while correcting the cushions on the couch. Mito smiled broadly and disappeared into the hallway for a while. He returned with a paper bag full of rented DVDs from a nearby rental store. Seeing his face and the package you made the mental sign of the cross. You may not have been religious, but the sight of that one evil smile on his face made you know you had to prepare for the worst.

"you and your ideas" you groaned, picking up one of the dvds from the table. The cover itself was already rejecting; you didn't even want to think about what was the plot.

"hey, it's October 31st!"

Youhei stood on the other side of the table grinning widely. He had been saying for several months that they would have a movie marathon in October. At first you thought he was joking. You had been together for quite a long time, Mito knew very well that you are fearful and horror movies weren’t films you reached for with pleasure. You had seen maybe one or two in your entire life, not of you own volition, of course, but it let you know that it was not your favorite film genre.

You looked at Youhei and already knew you wouldn't give you a break so easily.

*

When he turned on the second or third movie, you sat next to him on the couch quite stiffly. You kept your gaze fixed on the TV, but at every louder sound of music or screaming you flinched or jumped up feeling the hair on your head go astray. Horror wasn't your favorite movie genre as you once again found out. Youhei sat next to you resting his head on his hand and watching you for several minutes in concentration with a lazy smile on his face.

He gently grabbed your hand lying on your thigh at which you jumped up making a silently frightened sound. You looked at him feeling your cheeks turning red and slapped him lightly on the shoulder seeing his amused face.

"hey" Mito chuckled smiling slightly and clasping his hand tighter on your arm. He pulled you close so that your cheek rested against his chest. Closed your eyes snuggling into his shirt.

"I don't want to watch it," groaned quietly, hoping that Youhei would give you a break tonight and the scary movie night would end with two horror movies watched.

"It's just fiction." he chuckled quietly feeling your arms tighten more tightly around him. He sighed quietly, put his arms around you and kissed your neck gently. Still cuddled in, Mito glanced at the TV, which he had turned down a few minutes ago without you even noticing.

After a while, however, he lost interest in the movie and the mindless carnage that had just played out on the screen accompanied by the screams of the blond-haired actresses. He grabbed you tighter by the thighs and pulled you closer to him. He rested his forehead against your shoulder, closing his eyes and inhaling the soft scent of your perfume. A scent you used only in the fall.

His hands carefully slid out from under the material of your loose cotton shirt and he moved them as gently as he could along your sides. At such moments, Mito always noticed how petite you were compared to his hands. He also had the impression that you had lost a lot of weight recently due to stress and excessive work. His grip became stronger.

"It's just a fiction. You are not in danger of anything." whispered in your ear.

Your skin was pleasantly soft and warm. You raised your hands, allowing him to pull off your shirt. A cheeky grin appeared on his face at the sight of your black lace bra, which contrasted sharply with your pale skin. The faint light of the candles set on the table and bookcases in the dark living room further accentuated your assets. He leaned in. His lips gently touched your hot skin, leaving a gentle kiss on your collarbone. You felt a pleasant shiver along your spine. You took his face in your hands and forced him to look at you. The corners of your mouth lifted, seeing dark eyes gazing lovingly at you. Nothing had changed since high school. All these years, he gazed at you with the same infatuated eyes. You leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, and he let the air out of his lungs loudly.

Your delicate hands moved down the nape of his neck, pointing upward toward his dark hair. His hair, which had always been perfectly styled, was now disheveled and in the mess you liked so much. This was a private Youhei. Your Youhei. One that only you and perhaps his closest friends knew. You weaved your fingers into the strands, smiling slightly. He placed a gentle kiss on your shoulder and then began to move his lips toward your neck.

"I hate you..." you muttered quietly ignoring the screams coming again from the TV behind you.

"And that's why you married me." he winked at you at which you sighed quietly. It's a good thing you were sitting, because your legs probably would have refused to obey you.

#spookysports #pavli : writing #mito youhei x f!reader #slam dunk x reader #slam dunk

[heroesfan101]

Trick or Treat? More like Trick and Treat!

A/N: Cutest little drabble idea came to mind and I couldn't help but to write it. Just in time for Halloween and @eiyun 's Spooky Sports Collab! Thank you for such a cool collab idea 😊 Also have to thank @prettyiwa for sparking this newfound love for Mochi.

Word Count: 900

Warnings: F!Reader who dresses up as Black Widow from the Avengers. F!Reader is also a fellow second year and is friends with Kuramochi and Miyuki.

"Hurry up slow pokes! We have to hurry up before all of the good candy is gone." Kuramochi complains, clearly walking ahead of the group causing the Iron Man to chuckle.

"Of course no one is going to be as fast as you. I'm sure you could run circles around Sawamura." Miyuki speaks up, making sure to get a rise out of Thor Sawamura, who desperately wanted to be Iron Man and is struggling with his lighter and longer locks.

"I can beat you Kuramochi-senpai! I run with tires all day. You're on!" Sawamura yells, causing several trick or treaters to look in the superhero's direction. You run a hand through your short copper wig as you glare at Miyuki.

"Why would you antagonize him? You know he won't back down from a challenge."

"Well Black Widow, it is called Mischief Night after all." He smirks and you shake your head. You two were in your own little world as Hawkeye Haruichi and Loki Furuya try to get Sawamura to calm down.

"I should have never agreed to do this with you. Why did you even ask me to come to this? Because you couldn't babysit them yourself?" You sass, questioning Miyuki. His eyes light up with a glint of mischief as his smirk grew three sizes like the Grinch's.

"Nope, it's not that." He says, intentionally stopping short. You wait for him to continue but he doesn't.

Suddenly Mochi appears at your side as he places a gentle, green hand on your shoulder. You look to study his face and note that his playful smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

"Is he bothering you? Or is he just being himself?" He asks with a slightly annoyed tone in his voice, very protective with his big Hulk build.

"Just being himself. All good Kuramochi. Now let's get some candy!" You cheer before running off so the guys could come catch up to you.

For the rest of the night, you all went from house to house, receiving delicious treats and praise for your themed group outfits. At the end, you all gather in Miyuki's room to showcase your spoils, offering laughs and trades for your favorites. Things slowly start to wind down and you need to head back to your place.

"Alright guys I think I have to call it a night. It was fun!" You smile, starting to gather your things. The group goes eerily quiet and it takes you a few seconds to notice. Turning around, you see Kuramochi stand up.

"It's late and dark out, so I'll walk you back." He offers kindly, despite his eyes twitching as he no doubt desperately wants to stop Miyuki and Sawamura from giggling but you pay it no mind.

"That would be great, thanks!" You chirp happily before waiving by the rest of your friends. Kuramochi offers a chill goodbye to the group and Sawamura can't help himself.

"Good luck Kuramochi-senpai! Keeping her safe on the walk home I mean!" Then Miyuki joins in. "Yes make sure you don't drop any candy, especially kisses." It takes every ounce of self-restraint for Kuramochi to not kill his best friends.

"We won't! They're my favorite after all." You reply innocently, causing the guys to bust out laughing. Before you can even ask, Kuramochi takes your hand in his and kindly pulls you out the door, eager to have the cool nighttime air on his flushed skin.

Going into the night, you start on the path to your place hands still intertwined. It was peacefully quiet and you always liked Kuramochi's company. He could be a little rough around the edges but he was always sweet and caring at his core. You feel him get a little twitchy and look up at him with concern.

"Everything okay? You look like you're thinking hard about something." You say softly and you can tell he's trying to figure out what exactly to tell you before determination crosses his face.

"Yeah I'm good. Just thinking about how I'll wrestle Sawamura later." He smirks and you laugh.

"Don't go too hard on him. You know he means well. But Miyuki? Go wild." You chuckle before arriving at your door.

"I do have one more thing for you though. Go inside?" He asks and your eyebrow raises with suspicion. Still, you listen and open your door and step inside before closing it. A series of three knocks hits your door and you open it again to see Kuramochi striking a pose, flexing his biceps as he says, "Trick or Treat!"

You laugh, "Oh the Hulk at my door? How unexpected. I suppose our Trick is up so I'll give you a Treat." You both grin as you lean in for a kiss. He cups your cheek tenderly, adding a soft pressure on your lips.

"We'll tell them tomorrow. Let them feel proud of themselves before we tell them we've been dating for a month." You grin mischievously and Mochi throws his head back in laughter.

"This is why I like you! Can't wait to see their faces. Best Halloween ever."

#kuramochi youichi #spookysports #daiya no ace #dna drabble #kuramochi x reader

[ladyodaskonpeito]

Voodoo Doll

Fandom: Blue Lock

Pairing: Mikage Reo x Nagi Seishiro

Rating: E

Word count: 2.8K

Warning: Dubious consent

Summary:

Nagi was relieved because Reo had no idea at all.

If things continued to go his way, Reo would never know the truth.

He would never find what Nagi kept hidden away.

This was written for this Spooky Sports event and for Day 20 of Kinktober 2023 with the prompt 'mind control'. Since this is a dark fic and has problematic content I've posted it anonymously for now 🙈

#blue lock #nagireo #spookysports #tw dubious consent #ngro #mikage reo #nagi seishiro #my writing

[naptechgames]

ANGRY PUMPKIN BASKETBALL sports game

Calling all ballers! Come join the fun and play Angry Pumpkin Basketball today!

Get ready for some gourd-geous fun with Angry Pumpkin Basketball! 🎃🏀 This spooky basketball game will have you shooting flaming pumpkins through haunted hoops. It's the perfect way to get into the Halloween spirit! 👻

#naptechgames #naptechlabs #games #game #html5games #onlinegame #webgames #onlinegames #videogames #onlinegamer #gamer #online #bestonlinegame #angrypumpkinbasketball #halloweenbasketball #spookysports

[koushuwu]

Spooky Sports Blue Lock: G̶̡̬͍̳͛̂a̸̭̬̮̚ḿ̴̞̘͌̄͜ě̷̺͔̺̿̃͛͜ ̵̦̲̠̋͊͒͌ő̵̺̫̰̜͘v̴̧̼̋͝e̶̬̥̚ŕ̶̳̪̱͋

#spookysports #blue lock #bllkedit #tw flashing #» gifs #animangahive #fysportsanime #anisource #dailyanimatedgifs #allanimanga #useradrienne #userrashed #animangab #usertorichi #userokkottsus #usermoonz #usericybtch

[koushuwu]

in the spirit of halloween where the vampires hunt and the werewolves are on the prowl. where the ghosts and ghouls get wicked, and the skeletons dance in the night, i took it upon myself (with the help of some lovely mutuals) to host and encourage a little collaborative event. an event in which we, together, will celebrate treasured sports animanga through the spooky veil of halloween.

across every sports animanga, i welcome creators of all medias to participate in making this halloween a little spookier. whether you write (fics, imagines, hcs, drabbles etc.), make gifs, graphics, manga colorings, moodboards or fanart (drawing, painting, digital art etc.), you're welcomed to join, so long as it's for a sports animanga and related to the spooky season.

𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢:

all participants must be above the age of 18. otherwise, everyone is free to join. you don't have to follow me to join.

NSFW and DC content is welcome, but please do make sure to tag your submissions appropriately.

open to all sports animanga fandoms and across all creative medias.

works of all types of pairings (x reader, character x character, character x oc etc) are welcome as well as works with no pairings!

down below i've included a link to a list of spooky prompts. you don't have to use them, they're simply there for inspiration if you need any.

please consider sharing this post so more people can join. however it is not a must.

be kind, respect and support others, and just have fun with it!

when you post your submissions, make sure to tag them with #spookysports, and i'll add them to the masterlist.

works can be submitted at any time, but no later than the 31st of october.

𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔰:

spooky prompts list

masterlist

any questions about the event can be directed here!

©koushuwu 2023 - a big thanks to @tenkoushimura and @superbattrash. thanks to the house of daiya server; with a special thanks to @prettyiwa @icythot-bakubitch @auslanderka @no1frogfan

#spooky sports #spookysports #daiya no ace #haikyu!! #kuroko no basket #blue lock #free! #sk8 #yowamushi pedal #slam dunk #forgetting a lot of sports animanga here #but i promise they truly are all welcome

[koushuwu]

okumura koushuu — daiya no ace by yūji terajima "i hear him howling, prowling on the hill."

#okumura koushuu #daiya no ace #ace of diamond #dnaedit #spookysports #» graphics #tw blood #animangahive #anisource #shounenedit #fysportsanime #dailyanime #animangaboys #useradrienne #userrashed #usericybtch #userartless #i was going to go for different shows for this event #like one show for gifs #one for graphics #one for writing #and i was gonna write for daiya #i was gonna write for koushuu even #but he's just... #he's perfect as a werewolf what can i say #so we get werewolf koushuu graphics #and probably also a werewolf koushuu fic thing #well i guess i can make another graphic thing too with another show #we'll see!

[koushuwu]

stay

minors do not interact | okumura koushuu x reader

event | masterlist

tags/cw: spooky sports entry, werewolf!koushuu, manipulation, toxic relationship, obsessive behavior, angst, kidnapping (of readers male friend), very vague context, no editing we die like neji. tell me if i missed something pls.

“where is he?” you asked, voice quivering as you looked your boyfriend in the eye. his ears laid back flat against his head, almost blending in with his blonde hair.

“gone,” koushuu said. not sure exactly what you’d expected when confronting the werewolf, but it wasn’t this. not that blunt carefree tone, as if he’s just commented on the weather. maybe that should have been expected, though.

“what do you mean gone?” you asked. your hands were already trembling. your friend had gone missing and when koushuu had let slip that he knew something. that he’d helped you by taking him off your hands. your blood had run cold.

“don’t worry about it.” your insides started twisting on themselves, at the way he dismissed it, like it was nothing. it wasn’t nothing. it wasn’t nothing. how could he— why didn’t he care? it. wasn’t. nothing.

“koushuu,” you said. harsh. accusatory. a warning, as the worry you’d carried for days rose like bile in your throat. “what did you do to him?”

“i said don’t worry about it. he won’t bother you anymore,” koushuu said, taking a step towards you. one that you matched backwards, nimbly keeping him out of your personal space. he looked at you, tilting his head to the side, ears falling slightly. hurt.

“that’s not the issue here,” you pointed out, still keeping your distance. your boyfriends droopy ears most often made you feel for him. made you want to go to him and comfort him. but this— this was too much. even as it seeped into the tight knot in your stomach. your chest. too much. your eyes were burning and your voice thick as lead. “he didn’t bother me. he’s my friend!”

“he made you cry.” your lower lip trembled. he did make you cry, but you’d made him cry first, and now you were never going to salvage that friendship again. you were never— the first tear slipped from your eye. koushuu’s eyes widened. the second tear followed and he moved in, hands extended toward you. “no. no, no, no. don’t— don’t do that. don’t cry. please. this isn’t what i wanted.” your own feet moved before you even considered, carrying you backward, keeping the distance, hands in front of you like a barrier.

“don’t— don’t touch me.” his ears twitched. tail swishing. a low whine sounded from the very back of his throat. you knew that sound. just like you knew the way his tail flicked and his ears dropped even further. you knew his mannerisms. but you’d never known he’d do something like this. he’s stopped his charge, staring at you with those big wet eyes. the change in his mannerism was stark. from not caring to the embodiment of heartbroken.

“please don’t do this.” the desperation in his voice ripped at your heart, making the tears flow harder. “okay. okay, alright. i’ll let him go. just— please don’t cry. don’t push me away.” let… let him go? you didn’t think before you moved. with your hands fisted in the front of his shirt, you stared back at him through the tears. let him go?

“he’s alive!?” your hands trembled. your voice trembled. hope. a little glimmer of hope pushing back against the tears.

“he’s alive,” he agreed. he was alive. your friend was alive. koushuu’s hands on your hips, fingers winding into the fabric of your shirt, clutching the fabric and pleaded. “you can’t push me away like this. please. i need you.”

“let him go,” you said. you needed to hear him say it again. needed him to promise you.

“stay with me,” he said instead, hands moving to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer.

“let him go,” you repeated, still holding his gaze as his arms tensed. scared that you’d disappear if he let up for even a moment.

“i’ll let him go. just— don’t leave me.” one hand moved into your hair, claws grazing your scalp as his pulled you against him.

“you can’t pull something like this again. promise me,” you said against his shirt, voice stern, but still tick from the tears.

“stay. i promise. just—” koushuu cradled you like you were the most precious thing to him. like he never wanted to let you go. maybe you should have been been disturbed by the way he hadn’t cared about removing your friend at all. but right now, you just felt relieved. his lips pressed against your hair. “stay.”

“i’ll stay.”

#okumura koushuu #daiya no ace #fanfic #okumura koushuu x reader #werewolf koushuu #werewolf!koushuu #spookysports #mind the tags #and please tell me if i missed something #idk how to tag anymore #also this was absolutely out of my comfort zone so if might not be any good at all #but! #it was fun to try #and if you find any mistakes? no you didn’t. #typed it all in my drafts and i didn’t edit it because i don’t wanna

[koushuwu]

last updated 1/11-23

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voodoo doll by @ladyodaskonpeito

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Glitches by @koushuwu

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shot through the heart by @icythot-bakubitch

stay by @koushuwu

trick or treat? more like trick and treat by @heroesfan101

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Kaiju give me your number by @no1frogfan

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#spooky sports #spookysports

[koushuwu]

monsters/creatures

abandoned places

halloween party

full moon

crows

bad omens

potions and poisons

witches lair

blood moon

graveyards

gravediggers

haunted houses

footsteps in the dark

bloody handprints

cobwebs

eerie quiet

the woods at night

carousels

carnivals

cockroaches and spiders

stalkers

jack-o-lanterns

trick or treat

corn maze

pumpkins

candy corn

scythe

daggers

tombs

sacrificial altars

chalices

pumpkin spice

full moon

a lonesome howl

glitches

#spooky sports #spookysports

[koushuwu]

sanitarium

castle

mansion

hut

hospital

hotel

carnival

#spooky sports #spookysports

[koushuwu]

grim reaper

gargoyle

ghosts

headless horseman

vampires

werewolves

banshee

doppelgänger

demons

devil

mummies

zombies

skeletons

grim reaper

gargoyle

ghosts

headless horseman

vampires

werewolves

banshee

doppelgänger

demons

devil

mummies

zombies

skeletons

#spooky sports #spookysports