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#halloween: i went as mothman
amazinlei · 5 months
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🎃🎃 HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE FROM YOUR LOCAL MOTH MA'AM!!! 🎃🎃
i celebrated with my sister over the weekend a couple of days ago, and it was a blast! Figured I'd post these since my sister's face is obscured by a pumpkin already X'D
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scarabscribbles · 6 months
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metamorphosis ~ imago
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Me and my wife ♥️♥️♥️
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bludraws094 · 11 months
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im still cleaning my room and im realizing just how many dresses i own
which wouldnt be surprising if it werent for the fact that i usually present vaguely masculine/androgynous
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whatsnewalycat · 5 months
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like a moth(man) to a flame(thrower)
pairing: frankie “catfish” morales x f!reader
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summary: just a deeply self-indulgent meet cute with frankie at a halloween house party.
rating: t
words: 900+
warnings: drinking alcohol, party
notes: happy halloweeeeen!
In lieu of red solo cups, a long-standing tradition in house party lore, your cousin opted to get black solo cups. Which was a nice touch, you had to give it to her.
You picked one off the tall stack and wrote your name on it in metallic sharpie. As you ladled the crimson “fangria” into your cup, someone dressed as Richard Simmons bounced through the cramped kitchen behind you on their way to the basement.
Sound erupted from downstairs when they opened the door, a racket of inebriated conversation and Monster Mash by Bobby "Boris" Pickett & The Crypt Kickers, then dampened when they closed it.
A skunky odor hit you after a two-second delay. You turned to look at the door, taking a sip of the fruity wine concoction, and considered joining the livelier half of the party. The floorboards beneath your feet bumped from the bass, as if trying to convince you.
If you didn’t taken one more look around before submitting to its call, you might’ve missed him.
This guy, leaning against a dining room table with his arms of his bomber jacket crossed over his powder blue hoodie. Army green cargo pants, sunglasses, a flame thrower strapped to his back. Even the big, dumb cowboy hat thing. It caused you to burst out laughing, recognition tickling your fancy.
He did a double take, only a glance at first, probably just sourcing the noise. But his attention quickly returned, alongside a crooked smile, lingering on you for a few seconds before he turned back to his conversation with an eerily spot-on Jason Voorhees.
Your pulse skittered. There was something in the way he did this. Intent.
Only another moment went by before he parted ways with Jason and started towards you.
Acting casual, he grabbed a cup from the tower and wrote his name on it, asking you, “How’s it going?”
“MacReady.”
He raised his eyebrows in question, “What?”
You pointed to his getup, “The Thing, right?”
“Oh!” Understanding brightened his features. A big, charming smile spread across his face when he looked down at himself, nodding, “Yeah, MacReady from The Thing.”
“I love it,” you grinned.
“Thanks.”
Drifting a little closer, he studied your costume. Confusion creased his forehead. He tilted his head up slightly and tugged on your feather antennae, as if trying to pluck a clue from it.
“You are… a, uhhh—” he frowned and shook his head, “I don’t know, a scary moth?”
“Mothman.”
“Mothman?”
“Right, mothman.”
“Never heard of him,” he chuckled as he filled his cup. Taking a sip, he leaned back against the counter, even closer. His gaze felt hot on your cheeks. He said, “You look nice, though.”
“Thanks,” your eyes dropped to his cup and you read his name aloud, “Frankie.”
“You’re welcome.”
You licked your lips, then told him, “That’s one of my favorite movies. The Thing, I mean.”
“It’s a classic.”
“Ok, sorry—I need to talk about this costume more. You have a fucking flamethrower and everything. And the hat—” You giggled and gave the visor of the floppy hat a playful smack, “It is ridiculous.”
Drifting a little closer, he chuckled and held up the business end of the flamethrower, “You know how many people have asked me if this is real tonight?”
“How many?”
“None. And that’s a goddamn travesty.”
“Uh-huh,” you smirked, meeting his eyes through the sunglasses, “Well, is it real?”
He smiled and shrugged, “Maybe.”
“Maybe yes or maybe no?”
“Maybe yes.”
“Shut the fuck up, are you serious?”
He nodded.
“Can we light shit on fire? Oh my god, please? My cousin has a fire pit—”
“Whoa, slow down, Sparky. The tank is empty.”
You deflated, shaking your head as you murmured into your cup, “What a tease.”
Frankie laughed, “A tease, really?”
“You can’t tell a gal you’re sporting a real flamethrower then not set shit on fire with it.”
Shaking his head, he said, “Tell you what, give me your phone number, we can set up a time for me to show you how to use it.”
Your heart skipped a beat. Heat rose to your cheeks and you smiled, “Really?”
He dug into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, then handed it to you.
As you saved your contact information to his phone, you said, “I know this might just be a cute thing you’re saying to get my phone number, but I fully expect you to follow through.”
“You have my word.”
When you gave back his phone, his hand brushed up against yours, and something sparked inside you. He tucked the phone into his pocket. You felt him staring at you, and glanced down at his mouth as his tongue peaked out to wet his lips. For a moment, the two of you stood there quietly, letting static build between your bodies, pulling you closer.
The door to the basement swung open, filling the room with Thriller by Michael Jackson. A worse-for-wear Hollywood Hulk Hogan stumbled up the stairs into the kitchen and closed the door behind him.
He squinted between you and your new friend, swaying a little, then recognition kicked in and Hogan yelled, “FISH!”
“Jesus Christ, Benny,” he muttered in response, setting down his cup to start towards him, “You can barely stand.”
“I’m fffffine,” Benny swatted at his friend.
“Let’s get you home.”
He let out a dramatic groan, but accepted Frankie‘s arm slung around his back.
Frankie looked at you, eyebrows knit together, apologies written all over his face, and asked, “Can I call you tomorrow?”
“Absolutely.”
You both lingered there for a moment, despite the dead weight hanging off one side of him, then he said, “It was nice meeting you.”
His voice was low and sultry. It heated you from the inside.
“You too,” you grinned wide and nodded, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
He returned the smile, then glanced over at his friend, “Alright, drunk ass, let’s go.”
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rosemarymonths · 2 years
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Introducing a full October of rosemary!! (Oct. 1st - 31st)
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You can submit fanart, fics, cosplays, etc for any prompts!! Late submissions are also perfectly valid. The calendar + cover were designed by ilovedogboys on twitter & tumblr!
Prompts:
Day 1: Dating
How do you think post retcon Rosemary’s date went? Or what do you think happened right after their first drunken kiss in pre retcon?? Or what do YOU think Rose and Kanaya should have done on their first date?
Day 2: Aspects
Light and Space, it’s self explanatory.
Day 3: Cats
Girls with cats!!
Day 4: Moths
Girls with moths!! Or maybe it’s a mothman au?
Day 5: Video Games / Movies
Lesbian gaming time or watching bad vampire movies? You decide!
Day 6: Books
Rose and Kanaya sure do love to read! What are they reading though while they’re being all coy and shy with each other??
Day 7: Addictions/Insecurities
Rose’s liquor issue, Kanaya’s uncontrollable thirst for blood, and their individual insecurities is the feelings jam for today.
Day 8: Warrior Cats
I made a threat that if I was in charge of rosemary month, I would make warrior cats a whole prompt. Are they feral fantasy cats, or maybe 10 year olds larping on the black top?
Day 9: Meteorstuck
What did Rose and Kanaya get up to on the meteor?? Did Dave third wheel like a clingy child and not leave an ounce of alone time for them?
Day 10: AUs
Choose your favorite AUs!!
Day 11: Meeting the Guardians
Rose and Kanaya meet each other’s parents!! How’d it go?
Day 12: Jasprose Love Day
A whole day dedicated to Jasprose being a pesky, pesky sweet catgirl and bugging Rose and Kanaya endlessly.
Day 13: Trickster
Rose somehow comes into contact with cherub drugs, oh boy!
Day 14: Family
Got any rosemary fankids on Earth C? The most happiest ending, after all, is just Rose, Kanaya, and their fat baby.
Day 15: Sadstuck
What depressing scenario are you cooking up for Rose and Kanaya this day? Remember Game Over??
These two sure do go through a lot together.
Day 16: Spring
Lesbians going through seasonal changes!! What are Rose and Kanaya doing during Spring?
Day 17: Summer
What summery activities are Rose and Kanaya up to?
Day 18: Fall
The most comfiest season of them all, what adorable things are Rose and Kanaya during Fall?? Playing in the dead leaves??
Day 19: Winter
Rose and Kanaya surviving through winter; are they out in the snow or bundled up inside their house?
Day 20: Earth / Alternia
All about Rose and Kanaya’s childhoods.
Day 21: Grimdark/Rainbow Drinker
The parallels of their grief fueled rages, their skin tones swapping, the fact they both got hit in the same spot!!
Day 22: Dreambubbles
Dead girlfriends get to reunite once again, as they should!
Day 23: Star-Crossed Lovers
Remember that time Karkat forbid sloppy interspecies makeouts??
Day 24: Fashion
Lesbians in some swanky outfits ohh yeahh.
Day 25: Rosemary Kiss Anniversary!!
The rosemary kiss panel is 10 years old!! Redraw to celebrate it!
Day 26: Wedding
Rose and Kanaya get married!!
Day 27: Honeymoon
What are they doing for their honeymoon?? Hopefully not causing any chaos.
Day 28: Rain / Sun
Maybe they’re going through weathers on Earth C?? Or perhaps we can talk about the contrasting weather between their home lives! Kanaya is awfully associated with the sun, and Rose could be linked with the rain. Either way, do something with rain or the sun!
Day 29: Double Date
Who are Rose and Kanaya going on a double date with?
Day 30: Lilith In Starlight
Let’s take a moment to remember that amazing rosemary song.
Day 31: Halloween!!
Rose and Kanaya celebrate Halloween!! What costumes are they wearing? Are they passing out candy? Going to halloween parties? Or maybe taking their child(ren) out for the night?? Or maybe they’re going trick or treating as a date, who knows!! Thank you for participating in rosemary month!!
Specific tags I’ll be tracking are: #rosemarymonth , #rosemarymonth2022
You can also @ this account to make sure! If you have any questions, the inbox is open. Happy rosemary month!!
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negativepeanuthoarder · 6 months
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Cryptid AU
Okay I realized I never posted my Cryptid AU on here so. Here goes XD (Transcribed from my priv twt)
"Mmm ok Halloween fic idea DNN Sapnap takes a summer job working on a farm. He starts seeing/hearing weird shit but Sam tells him not to think or talk about it (you know that whole thing of “if you see something no you didn’t”)
Yeah so he goes riding one day and gets thrown from his horse and is about to be murdered by a Scary Forest Thing but then this massive wolf-man thing and this humanoid mothman looking creature appear out of no where
They’re Dream + George who’ve been trying to lure Sap into the woods for months. It was first so they could kill him and eat his soul but now it’s because they low-key kind of have a crush on this adorable human who sings to himself and takes such good care of the horses and is a total sweetheart and basically they decide to kind of claim him and keep shooing off other forest things that try to hurt him. Sapnaps leg is broken and he’s in pain and understandably terrified when Dream picks him up and even more so when George scoops up
BOTH of them in order to fly back to the edge of the farm where they leave him. Sam finds him out there and is like “what the fuck I thought the Forest Things Got You” and Sapnap passed out from pain and fear. The next morning he wonders if it’s a dream
But it’s not because Dream and George show up near his window and give his hat back and also follow him around during his chores. Sapnap is spooked and keeps trying to bring this up withSam who keeps telling him to stop because talking about it is dangerous.
Dnf being there keeps attracting MORE monsters though and it’s getting dangerous for Sam to the point he tells Sapnap to just go talk to them. Dnf express that they’re entirely obsessed with protecting him after he got hurt in the woods and to Sapnap’s own surprise
He loves their gesture. He keeps hanging out with them and they with him until one day he just… walks into the woods and vanishes. Obviously he went with DNF to live in their den out in the forest
(Not at all inspired by my own wanting to leave reality no not at all) and also they really just wanted a human bf. The thing is though he starts becoming not human the longer he’s with the two of them
Which he’s fine with because his not humanness helps keep him safer. Also the three of them cuddle against Dreams fluffy dog tummy and under George’s mothman wings
AND THEYRE SO PRECIOUS
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feral-bookwoom · 5 months
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Halloween!!! 🎃🎃🎃
I went as mothman this year!!
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It’s the same costume I wore last year, but I didn’t have time to make a new one and I just LOVE the mothman so much :D
I went to a friend’s Halloween party and we went trick or treating! It was a lot of fun!! I’m taking advantage of still being in a somewhat socially acceptable age range for trick or treating :D
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The Haul ™️
I hope you all had a wonderful Halloween, whether you celebrated or not!! Much love!!
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ezrasbirdie · 9 months
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hey i need you to see something?
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okay byeeee
Listen.
Listen here.
We need to talk about Alistair, I'm afraid. Because we both know that Tim Rockford is responsible for his development, and we both know Ali is just as much of, if not more, a slutty slut as Tim. Especially, especially with those holsters.
So we've established Ali and Edie met ages ago, but in person Edie's still trying to figure out how to act around this man when they both attend the same Halloween party. Lots of other ghost hunters/paranormal investigators are there, and most have dressed up as ghosts or cryptids or demons or some mythical creature or another. Edie, for example, is dressed like this.
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She's literally adorable. She's vibing with the three friends she has, and then Alistair walks in dressed like this.
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Looking so fucking fine she damn near forgets to act appropriately. And he's so naturally affectionate, especially with her, he's immediately all up on her.
"Who are you supposed to be?" She'd ask, and he'd pretend to be offended that she doesn't know.
"Fox Mulder, obviously," he'd say. "And you're a unicorn?"
And of course she's just like oh yeah I'm dressed like a child in front of the guy I've had a crush on for ages, no problem, this isn't embarrassing. People keep trying to get his attention, and he eventually ends up wandering around the room, making the rounds until he can make an excuse to go back to her. Because he always wants to be with her when she's around, and he wants to put his arms around her, and he wants to bring her booze and then water and then take her to IHOP and pay for her waffles after the party fizzles out and, like, tuck her into bed and maybe lay next to her for a while and then bring her water and ibuprofen in the morning.
That's totally normal bestie behavior, you know?
So she's had a little bit of the weird punch someone made, and he smells very, very good, and they're discussing the last cryptid Alistair went to track down. She can't help but tease him because, you know, she told him he wasn't gonna find Mothman, and when she turns around to grab something from her purse, she feels a tug on the little tail of her costume. She looks back and sees something very similar to this face:
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And it's all fair game now, she's poking him and giving little play punches and tugging on those holsters and he almost--almost--forgets himself, too. There's a moment where she's grinning at him in a way he never sees because she's always so serious, so worried about something, so concerned about things she has no control over, and he'd like to kiss her. He'd like to lean in and press his lips against hers and remember what she tastes like when she's not so stressed out about everything.
Meanwhile, everyone else at the party is like good god, when are those two getting together? But they know if they ask or tease or point out that the two of them seem to have forgotten anyone else exists, they'll deny it. They'll look at each other and go "No way, he/she's like my brother/sister!"
Even though Edie knows goddamn well she wouldn't act like that with her actual brother. Even though Alistair knows he was just wondering if her lips taste like the strawberry lip balm she keeps applying. Nope, just friends.
Totally.
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thiswasinevitableid · 6 months
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Kepler Kreeps (Indruck)
The winner of the "sweet more than scary" prompt poll was: You and I are both haunted house actors and tonight is a slow night
Duck’s tent is covered in blood. 
Fake blood, but still. If he ever needed an excuse to buy one he hasn’t had since 1998, this is his chance. 
His room is one of the darkest, with only a tipped over lantern in the corner and glo-strips to help people safely find their way through. Squinting at his watch, he sees there’s still two hours to go before they close.
“Shoulda brought a card game or something.” He whispers.
No response from the darkness across from him. 
“‘Drid? Hey, mothman, don’t conk out on me now!”
There’s a sharp trill and then two, red eyes glow in the corner, “Oh dear, I was trying so hard not to fall asleep. If it’s any consolation, we will not be seeing another group for at least fifteen minutes. Not to mention the screams from Minerva’s scene would have woken me up.”
“True.” They’ve been using the alarm from his friend’s alien abduction sequence as their cue to get in position. After all, they want Kepler’s one and only haunted house to be worth the ticket.
Duck had worked with Kepler Kreeps a few times, usually when they were short volunteers and needed an extra zombie or ghost. The profits always went to the youth center, and Duck liked the chance to goof off a bit. So when he got back from Brazil in need of ways to get back into the swing of things in Kepler, volunteering for this year’s haunted house was a no-brainer. 
He’d been surprised to find Indrid seated in the folding chairs along with him on the first night of planning; last he’d heard the Sylph had gone home, leaving Leo to take up the Winnebago in his place. 
“I tried it for a while. But I was not speaking hyperbolically when I told you I was fond of earth. I missed it terribly and Sylvain…she has another, younger seer. So when the gate re-opened I decided to move back.”
This was how Duck also learned Indrid had been living in the apartment beneath him for three months. He’d taken Leo’s spot on the lease. Given that Duck had never seen him coming or going, he’s mostly just glad the mothman is getting out of the house. 
The group settled on “Haunted Monongahela” for the theme, with each room being a different scene of horror or carnage unfolding in the national forest. As people were chatting amongst themselves about what rooms they could do, Indrid had flapped his hands, grabbed Duck’s arm, and said “I have the perfect idea.”
So now here they are, in the second weekend of the house’s run, waiting for some kids to scare. The first weekend is always busy as the haunted house die-hards and people ready for the spooky season to start flock to the gates. His guess is it won’t get really crowded again until a week or two before Halloween. 
Screams from the front of the house. Now that Sylphs are an open secret, a few are more comfortable being seen in their monstrous forms. In this case, it’s Barclay’s second cousin, Franklin, who after a bout of being feral in Texarkana moved up to Kepler to work as a bartender. Franklin starts the house off in style by chasing guests up a corridor, teeth and claws bared. 
Soon enough, there are horrified shouts from the room closest to them, courtesy of Minerva slicing open the chest of a dummy and sending fake blood everywhere. Duck slips back into the tent and readies himself.
Once the cluster of teenagers is over the threshold, he shakes the frame and scratches at the canvas, screaming like he’s being torn apart. This scares the group away from his side of the room and keeps them from noticing the massive, feathery shape rising up behind them.
All Indrid has to do is open his wings and shriek to send them running to the next room. 
When no more groups come through, Indrid perches on the block he’s using to get further above everyone’s heads and drums on it with his claws as they wait for more victims. 
“You doin’ anything fun for Halloween?” Duck crawls out and sits up in front of the tent entrance, stretching out his back. 
“Most likely joining Barclay and the others at the Lodge for a double-feature. Ooh, unless-”
“Unless?”
“Unless we get many trick or treaters at the complex?” Duck can just make out the lines of his antenna twitching. 
“Decent number, since we got plenty of kids in the apartments and in the neighborhood. Crap, that reminds me, I gotta get the place decorated so they know to come up the stairs and knock.”
“Do you prefer classic decorations or more of a theme?” Indrid cocks his head.
“Usually just do lights and maybe a skeleton or two. I do got this one idea I think would be fun, but it’d take up more space, maybe even get in your way.”
“Duck, you saw where I was living, do I strike you as needing everything neat and tidy?”
“Guess not. It’s kind of a cheesy idea though…”
“I insist you tell me. Please?” The disappearance and reappearance of glowing eyes suggests Indrid is trying to bat his eyelashes at him.
“Okay, okay. I was thinking I could decorate like it’s a haunted tropical island. Put aloha shirts on the skeletons, see if anyone makes a skeletal parrot-”
“Put out some Jimmy Boo-fet records perhaps?”
Duck laughs, “Exactly!”
“That sounds delightful? Would you like some help? We could even decorate both apartments in the same vein for a stronger impact. “
“Hell yeah. You wanna stop by my place after work on Monday? I was gonna run out and get stuff then.”
A flash of teeth in the darkness, “It’s a date.”
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Duck tosses a few more leis into the shopping cart. He’s debating whether to get a spinning projector that casts ghosts over the walls when Indrid appears, hands behind his back. 
“I have the perfect costume for you.”
Duck leans on the cart, “I swear, if those are bear ears-”
Indrid gasps, mock affronted, “How could you suggest I would sink so low as a Smokey the Bear joke?”
“Smarter than the a-ver-age bear.” Duck swipes the ears from Indrids hand and places them atop silver hair, “besides, you wear ‘em better.”
His friend smiles as he removes the headband, “That’s high praise. Unrelatedly, if we go by the thrift store we will find some shirts that are perfect for the skeletons.”
Indrid’s foresight is spot on, and they also score a “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” hat and some unopened skull lights. He’s having such a nice time that he doesn’t think twice about asking if Indrid would like to grab dinner, though he slightly regrets his offer of a ride when his friend discovers the Jimmy Buffet C.Ds in his car.
“You truly contain multitudes, Duck Newton.”
“I had a case of the Mondays!”
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“This really was a way better idea than me just playing dead.” Duck says as he and Indrid get into their haunted house positions. The doors open in fifteen minutes, and the presence of an actual line suggests a busy night.
Duck adds, “But I’ll have you know I was always real good at playing dead. Played so many dead guys in emergency trainings.”
Indrid makes an amused face.
“I’m serious. Watch.” Duck lays down on his back, closes his eyes, and goes limp. 
After a moment, Indrid says, “That is rather convincing.”
Duck says nothing. 
“That is also very convincing.”
The lights go out, signaling that it’s time to get in final positions. 
“Oh dear” Indrid sighs, “visitors are soon to be upon us and my fellow scare actor is deceased. Whatever shall I do.”
Duck manages not to laugh as Indrid crosses the floor. 
A tongue mlems onto his cheek and he slaps a hand across his mouth, giggling as he opens his eyes. Indrid is bent over him, grinning.
“Dang, you figured out my trick.”
“Indeed I did.” Indrid flicks him on the nose once with his tongue, then sneaks soundlessly back into his spot.
 Duck’s just glad it’s dark; he’s not ready for the mothman to see him blushing. 
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“I expected the Friday before Halloween to be much busier.” Indrid sits on the floor across from Duck as the haunted house stays quiet around them (except for the atmospheric music from Kirby’s room).
“They got that Zombie fun-run over in Huntington. Think a bunch of folks from town went there since it’s a one-night thing.”
Indrid shudders, “I cannot say I’d enjoy such an event. Zombies are…they feel too close to what happened with the Quell at times.”
“I get that.” Duck scoots forward an inch, “I always get freaked out by vampire movies. Something about the biting, all the teeth going into necks, ech” he shivers, “no thanks.”
“Perhaps we should be grateful Reconciliation never sent a vampiric abomination through. Not that I can remember anyway.”
Duck’s hand bumps Indrid’s in the darkness, “Ain’t sure I ever been more scared than when I saw them tryin’ to make a mimic that looked like Jane. Figured it out quick and then I was just pissed but…but there was a second before all that when I thought they’d taken her too. That even though she was far away from this whole mess, I hadn’t been able to protect her, y’know?”
Indrid nods, “I am sorry you had to see such a thing.”
“‘Drid? Can I ask you something weird?”
Another nod and a chirp of assent. 
“What’s the most scared you’ve ever been?”
A rustle of wings, then the lilting voice replies, “When I was young. Before I learned how to manage my abilities. If you can see the future and you are not careful, you can look too far ahead, see the end of everything. When you are a little mothling, huddled in the dark after bedtime, there is nothing more terrifying than to let your mind wander where it need not and see the day when the planet goes dark.”
“Oh fuck, ‘Drid, I’m so sorry, I had no idea.” Duck takes his hand, feels cool chitin as the other three join it, clinging to him. 
“I learned quickly to be careful. But there will still times, times like when I was driving back to Kepler to warn you all your plan would not work, where I could not stop seeing the end.”
“What did you do?” His heart cracks at the thought of Indrid hurtling down some empty highway with no relief from the image of the sky ripping away. 
“I looked to better futures. To the ones where you succeeded. To the little moments that came after, even as the chances of them faded. I took comfort where I could” he lets out a weak laugh, “though I never foresaw such a comforting moment coming to me in a haunted house.”
“Me neither.” Duck thinks on the last weeks, on hushed conversations waiting for guests to come through. He’s about to say he’s glad the haunted house has let them spend more time together, but then he remembers the evenings decorating the apartments together, remembers Indrid appearing at the park to draw, remembers calling through the floor to ask if the mothman would like to come up and share the pizza he got for dinner. 
“Got another weird question for you.”
Indrid’s hands tense. There’s a chirp Duck’s never heard before, unsure and hopeful.
“I know we both got plans late Halloween night to go to the Lodge. But, uh, before then…maybe we could hand out candy together. Since we made the outside of the apartments look so damn good together, seems silly to make trick or treaters climb the stairs.”
“The answer is yes. To both.”
Duck smiles, “I ain’t asked the second thing yet, sugar.”
“The answer remains the same.”
Duck raises onto his knees and kisses Indrid once, gently, and has the unique pleasure of a seven foot tall cryptid turning to butter in his arms. 
Indridr nuzzles his forehead, “Is this the part where I am to say something clever about you being my treat?”
Duck snickers and kisses him again, “Nah. Just warn me if we need to stop kissing and scare folks instead.”
Indrid purrs and cuddles him into his lap, “Consider it done.”
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i--antimony · 5 months
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bet you thought tuesdaypost was cancelled!
psych! we're back to shabbosposting, for a number of reasons:
if i call it shabbosposting i can post it on friday OR saturday. two days worth of possibility
i got too much damn stuff to do on most tuesdays to justify sitting down and writing a weekly roundup post. by friday my brain is sufficiently sludge enough that i really don't lose anything by spending 90 minutes doing this instead
and so:
listening: we BACK on the synthtober grind!!! also been listening to my horn concerto playlist to try and trick myself into practicing them again.
i'll be done with road to partizan by the end of the weekend, i think - i have about 15 minutes left of episode 9! i've been really really enjoying these mini games, more in the sense of letting them wash over me.
reading: oh this is gonna be a beefy one. i have read. a lot of (mostly explicit) fanfic. if living can be this (leosbunny & Lise) yeah i read the. whole thing. all ~180k words in. . . [checks ao3 history] two days <3 specifically last friday and saturday. oops! the devil finds work for (Fahye) my friend went to a wedding and met this author there! i was like oh i've never heard of this person. friend said "fahye has written one million things for every fandom" and boy howdy is that true! so i read this the man from uncle (film) fic, very nostalgic, i do love that movie. i also read all of fahye's MDZS works. fun aus! mostly wwx/lwj with a smattering of lxc/jgy. watching: fallow this week. some evan and katelyn on youtube i guess?
making: almost done with my laptop case! i also finally have mentally committed to redoing the stupid straps on the tank top i may never wear because it's a little tight on me. :( no photos yet but some stuff came out of the kiln to be glazed which is very exciting! i also made a little 6-well watercolor mixing palette, just gonnna glaze it plain white and hopefully get some good use out of it!
misc: halloweekend........i don't have a costume yet :") probably just going to nebulously be a witch, i guess? i really didn't have time to put together something fun this year...my roommate is being elegant mothman for a costume wedding she's going to next week which i will definitely steal for a future halloween. but for this year. blah. just wasn't really inspired by anything. a group of people are going to to various local halloween events downtown both tonight AND tomorrow and frankly i do not have that kind of energy! i will probably go out tomorrow night but tonight i might just play magic the gathering :x
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indecentpause · 5 months
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This Is Halloween
yoooooo here is my Halloween playlist! I share it every year but there's always new stuff being added, so if you saw it last year, please check it out again!
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glee cast - there's a light (over at the frankenstein place) // the original broadway cast of beetlejuice - the whole "being dead thing" // keith david - friends on the other side // danny elfman - remains of the day // paul kendel - the court of miracles // original movie cast ot the nightmare before christmas - this is halloween // junie & thehutfriends - the consequence of imagination is fear // vian izak - witchcraft // my chemical romance - blood (end credits) // creature feature - the greatest show unearthed // aurelio voltaire - brains! // kesha - cannibal // halestrom - love bites (so do i) // danny gonzalez - spooky boy // danny gonzalez - spooky guy // danny gonzalez - spooky ho // danny gonzalez - spooky man // original movie cast of repo! the genetic opera - zydrate anatomy // jonathan coulton - creepy doll // aurelio voltaire - when you're evil // steam powered giraffe - the ballad of delilah morreo // the charlie daniels band - the devil went down to georgia // what we do in the shadows OST - you're dead // blue kid - the dismemberment song // original broadway cast of sweeny todd - a little priest // oingo boingo - dead man's party // ludo - skeletons on parade // american murder song - the devil in camp // mystery skulls - ghost /// the real tuesday weld - me and mr wolf (dr cat remix) // bob's burgers ost - i love you so much (it's scary) / jeff richmond & tracy morgan - werewolf bar mitzvah // sheb wooley - purple people eater // kody kavitha - my frankenstein // brian david gilbert - stayin alive // china anne mcclain - calling all the monsters // rob cantor - shia lebouf (live) // rob zombie - living dead girl // yeah yeah yeahs - heads will roll (a-trak remix) // victor and the bully - heebie jeebies // moon sisters & the nostalgia girls - hex girl // freak on a leash - i put a spell on you // rasputina - transyvanian concubine (the manson remix) // sharon needles - 666 // madam misfit & victor and the bully - the mothman song (i believe in the power of the mothman!) // tim curry - toxic love //creature feature - grim grinning ghosts // natewantstobattle - it's terror time again // bug hunter - 2 bed, 2 bath (and a ghost) // andrew gold - spooky, scary skeletons (undead tombstone remix)
there are some halloween classics (this is halloween, spooky scary skeletons, etc) but I tried to mostly use songs I hadn't seen much of on halloween playlists
have a spooky day!
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felinemotif · 4 months
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i am also nosy <3333
4, 21, 24, 33, 34, 41 (or other hot drink), 43, & 46
two nosy gals <3333
4. which cryptid being do you believe in?
listen i LOVE cryptozoology my dream is to one day go to the annual mothman festival in west virginia and spend an entire weekend. i don't necessarily believe-believe but if at least one were real???? like say....the yeti... i would not be shocked. honestly it makes me pretty happy to think that there are all sorts of interesting creatures out there. so maybe not true belief but wanting to believe?
21. something you’ve kept since childhood?
my childhood dog passed on when i was a teen. her name was jackie, and she had a white collar with a diamond bejeweled bone. the leather got worn down over the years but i still have the jeweled bone!! eventually i would like to get a copy of it tattooed + have the pendant remade into a bracelet or hair clip.
it's actually one of the only things i still have from my childhood! some things are just worth saving.
24. if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?
definitely eating for one. i don't know how you feel about fast food but it's not something i eat bc i worry about cross contamination (no meat outside of seafood for me) so it'd have to be either a picnic or convenience store snacks. totally painting each other's nails and talking about childhood comforts and fiction.
33. the last adventure you’ve been on?
i did a roadtrip with an old coworker of mine. he moved out to idaho about a year and a half ago now, but we were good friends fast so we try to stay in contact. he had to drive back my way on his way to go see his parents so he stopped, picked me up, and then we went all the way up to NH together. it was a lot of fun. i really appreciate his calm way of going through life; he lived out of his van by choice for a few years straight out of hs and then saved up to buy a plot of land so he could start building his own place. he's like a strange cousin to me.
34. is there a song you know every word to by heart?
so many!!! memorizing lyrics is easy for me. i've been singing un puño de tierra by becky g (my girllllll) in the shower though lately. and while washing dishes. and driving. basically all the time. i rarely even play the song anymore since it's already so stuck in my head.
41. how do you take your coffee? (or other hot drink)
if i'm very tired i'll just drink regular old black coffee to wake up, no milk. for hot drinks i really prefer to have matcha or a bay leaf and cinnamon stick tea.
43. what’s your take on spicy foods?
i'm latina; if it's not spicy, i don't want it lol. i have been really into indian food recently actually and have been learning tons of new recipes bc they have such a large amount of vegan and vegetarian dishes that all have a kick to them. it's great.
46. favorite holiday film?
i'm a the nightmare before christmas girl all the way. one of my favorite films in general, even outside of the holiday category. i also like to watch the low budget horror films they come out with for holidays (mostly the halloween ones but the christmas ones are always pretty funny too).
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miku-life-tips · 5 months
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Anyway another Halloween tidbit is that I was wearing a mothman onesie and we passed by a house and one of them stood up and went: Behold! I am the mothman!
And like I was like :o Me too???? Anyway :D
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pathos-logical · 5 months
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trick or treat!
(i am dressed as a very bundled up mothman)
Happy halloween! A treat for you: my mom's chocolate-pumpkin cupcakes from last week-- she made them with box cake mix and pumpkin puree!!! No pumpkin taste at all, but the texture was great!
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[ID copied from alt: Chocolate cupcakes with mini chocolate chips on top sitting atop a wire rack. End ID]
I went as a vampire this year!! I turned my colored eyeliner into fake blood trails down my mouth and am ridiculously proud of myself about it ❤️🩸❤️
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helloyesamwoman · 5 months
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HALLOWEEN '23
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN PEOPLE! (it's halloween in the UK)
I've had this in storage for half the month as I spent the first half making the damn thing! A massive piece containing 24 characters all from friends and myself to celebrate the spookiest season! An absolute pleasure (And Pain.) to work on this piece and see my Madness come to life I hope you all enjoy!
Here I shall leave you with all the PFP images and the respective owners of each character In order: NEA - Me Gehenna - Razzpi DC - Mira Lanster Kitten - Krpytid Kitten The Creator - Vexscuro Kuba and ST - Kubase and MrSTStudios MangoBuns - MangoBay Cassidy - LavenderLemonade Iris - JDBryant ChiaJenk - DuhImJ Dot Wavey - SauceFunk Goofster - Also Me Eef - EefWow Ackelsmitch -SpringGamer83 Tammy - Hi ImAwkardUWU Azbuni - Komadori Gab - Dapper Ida - AliceForneus Corn - Cornphus Ethan - Ana May Arty - ArtyDoesStuff MothMan - TVMan The Sniffer - Blame Kit for that
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The final thing I'll leave here if you went through all of this is the Google Drive with the HD image, the background, the timelapse and the Medibang File of this fucking behemoth of a piece. That is all, Happy Halloween Folks! Have a good one! And maybe again next year?
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