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valeriapryanikova · 7 months

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goretober 01 : shatter

#i have made a frankenstein monster out of goretober prompts for this year bc i couldn't find a list of prompts that i liked lmao #anyway; happy spooky month everyone!!#grian #hermitcraft #mcyt #fanart #eyestrain cw #eyes cw #blood cw #goretober

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witherfide · 7 months

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CRINGETOBER DAY 1: HETEROCHROMIA

took a bit longer than i hoped (and tumblr nearly exploded with me trying to upload the file) but here she is! a bunch of colors and textures to feed my smooth brain…. :]]

another score for the crazy rainbow bastard, Confetti !! 🎉🎉

>3o close up

#mels art #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf eclipse #eclipse #fnaf sb #security breach #art #illustration #artists on tumblr #cringetober #cringetober day 1 #cringetober prompt #id in alt text #october #spooky month #ITS THE FIRST OF THE MONTH!!!#wither! eclipse

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thegorgonist · 7 months

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Happy October! My daily drawings (or as daily as I can manage) are all little moth fairies this year, to join my mushroom and flower fairies from the last few Octobers. This is a Luna Moth, paired with their favorite persimmon leaves!

#october daily art prompts #october art prompts #moth fairy month #thegorgonist #spooky season #luna moth fairy #moth girl #beautiful moths #persimmons

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sailing-through-hawkins · 10 months

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okay i originally wrote this for the steddie microfic challenge but failed epically when i realized i was way over the word count 〒▽〒 still i really like this so i'm gonna tag @wynnyfryd and hope you enjoy it regardless! it's set around steve's senior year i'd say idk

So here's the thing.

Eddie knows he's not supposed to be at the pool after-hours for like, security or whatever but -

But sometimes you drop one of your lucky guitar picks while watching swim practice (respectfully of course) and only realize it halfway through your Hellfire session, which means after-hours sneaking in it is.

And he expected to have to double back and bring Frank along to pick the lock but the doors aren't even locked.

Is this a good idea, Eddie thinks, to wander unsuspectingly into an unlocked sports facility frequented by assholes who would probably half-drown someone if they thought it'd be funny?

No.

But Eddie's always been down for bad ideas.

He sneaks his way in, barely makes a sound, and is immediately shoved up against the wall by -

"Munson?"

Steve Harrington.

"What -" Eddie chokes, Harrington's arm making for a heavy pressure on his neck that is definitely cutting off his air supply. "Dude -"

Harrington blinks at him, any sliver of that predatory gaze melting away, before letting go and stepping back. "Oh, sorry. You okay?"

Bent over, hands on his knees, Eddie tries to catch his breath and stare up at Harrington as incredulously as he can at the same time.

"Sorry, stupid question, right." Harrington rubs the back of his neck with a wince and Eddie - realizes he's shirtless. And wet.

"Are you - are you seriously swimming right now?" He coughs out, straining to keep his eyes up above that jawline. "In the middle of winter?"

The guy just shrugs.

What the hell.

"Also," Eddie stands up straight, crossing his arms with a squint, doing his best to hide the shivers racking up his spine. Harrington's eyes catch on something behind him. "What the fuck was that, man? Your first instinct at getting caught under the bleachers is to fucking jump people?"

No response from the King, who apparently finds Eddie's hair more interesting than a damn conversation, considering how fucking unfocused his eyes are. Probably just wants to get back to whoever he's sucking face with, the dick.

"Whatever, man, just let me find my shit and I'll get out of -"

"Here," Harrington says, swiftly taking Eddie's hand, leaving him zero time to react, and pressing his guitar pick into his palm?! He pushes Eddie’s fingers to curl over the pick, patting the fist gently. "Try to stay out of here after school, Munson. Shit gets dangerous."

"Wha - how - what the fuck?" Eddie snatches his hand back. He stares.

The pool water reflects across Harrington's face, a blue glow that makes him look...otherworldly. Ethereal, even. Brown locks of hair turned damp, stuck to his skin, framing his face and curling around his eyes that look too dark for the evening light, barely distinct from the dilated pupils they hold. Water drips down his nose, fingers, chest, audibly splashing onto the wet pool floor, echoing out into the empty space.

"What..." Eddie hesitates, looking back up at those deep, void-like eyes. "What are you doing here, Harrington?"

The guy smiles, tilting his head at Eddie, eyes half-lidded. "Go home, Munson."

He steps closer to Eddie, leaning in, flooding the air with an acrid smell, some combination of chlorine and smoke. He stares at Eddie, giving a small nod and smiles again.

There's no light reflecting off his eyes, Eddie realizes before he steps back, keeps stepping until his back hits the exit door.

Harrington waves a hand, fingers bending up and down one by one. "Try to stay out of the dark."

The door shuts in Eddie's face and he runs.

#sailor✧writes #steddie #au content #writing #drabble #man i was so excited i was like hell yeah i wrote something good in under 600 words and then i looked at the prompt again and went Ah.#i still had fun writing steve like this though like Other!Steve is just gold tier to me #thinking about doing more drabbles like this honestly #monster steve month or something idk #spooky steve stuff

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vox-ex · 6 months

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magic + spookycorp

supercorptober 2023

“Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart.” ― Haruki Murakami

Or Lena learns to move through the world by actions at every distance. She fall in love with Kara somewhere along the way.

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When she was little it made sense. The world made sense. And she fit neatly in it.

There was a predictability in it.

In days becoming nights becoming mornings. In peeling pages off the calendar on the wall her mother had hung in the kitchen.

There was a simplicity in it.

In the way it hurt when she tripped over the garden wall and scraped her knee. In how it felt better when her mother kissed the bandage she placed over the cut.

Time and gravity and love all falling into order.

Until the day they don't.

Her mother dies and she doesn't know why.

When she is four she is angry at the water.

She gets older she believe's in God just enough to hate him instead.

One day she learns to hate herself for it instead.

And even when see learns the truth of it, buried somewhere in the science of currents and silt and fluid dynamics — it is easier to keep hating herself.

But it is never really the nature of the universe we are angry at, but ourselves, and the conceptions we try to impose on it.

She tries to remember that.

Tries to ground herself in equations and numbers and theorems that reason with the intention every bit of cause and every bit of effect. The trajectory of planets, the dance of electrons, each with a purpose, a path.

She moves with them.

But less easily.

Less predictably.

Her motion through the world less elegant than the science she covers herself with — buries herself in.

She keeps moving though. Because what else is she to do. The universe pushes her forward with the rest of it.

It is a motion that is mechanical, constant — personal.

She collides with the world and it collides with her, over and over and over.

She tries to make herself bend to meet them, to stretch, to compress so that she can remain whole.

Sometimes the world hits her so hard she can still feel the marks on her skin.

She will learn that it is not always bad to be left changed.

She keeps moving. She keeps moving until moving feels less like she colliding with the world and more like falling through it.

Supergirl pulls her out of the sky.

Supergirl pulls her out of the sky and she doesn't know what to do with that.

She calculates odds and statistics and free body diagrams in her head.

She tries to ignore the feeling in the back of her head and somewhere louder in her chest that utters out quantum equations instead.

Tries to tell herself that this is not action at distance. This is not the movement of particles and quanta. This is one body meeting another — nothing more.

It is something more.

It is something more but action at a distance feels no kinder than action up close.

It is full of chaos and uncertainty.

She tries to fit it neatly into boxes.

Puts Kara neatly into a box too.

And even when the science makes sense, it feels too much like fate, like magic, to believe it.

It takes time to believe it.

It takes time and destruction and time again to be put back together.

The first light of dawn crept through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over Lena's face as she sat at the table, the cup of tea between her hands keeping them warm against the Autumn air drifting in.

"Morning," Kara murmurs as she enters the kitchen, rubbing sleep from her eyes. The corners of Lena's lips turn up in a small smile at the sight of her

Good morning," she replies, taking a sip of her tea.

Kara stretched her arms above her head, the long figure of her body scattering the light on the floor. She pours herself a cup of tea and settls across from her.

Lena contemplated the predictability of it all – that the sun would rise, that they would find themselves at this table, that they would drink tea together.

It's easier to call it fate or magic.

But it was uncertainty that made it possible. The dance of particles and quanta, and for once she was not just their observer, but the result of their movements.

Lena reached across the table and took Kara's hand in hers. She could feel the warmth of her skin, the steady beating of her heart just beneath.

She gives it a small pull.

Kara leans forward at the motion.

They meet as they always seem to do.

As she always hopes they will.

Kara's lips meet hers, warm and familiar.

Her thumb traces the small scar that sits just behind her ear as her hands wander up to thread themselves in her hair.

She leans into her touch.

Bending, stretching, compressing — is made whole by it.

It feels like colliding.

It feels like falling.

It feels a little bit like magic after all.

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read and follow along on Ao3 too

#supercorp #supergirl #supercorptober #supercoptober2023 #sg prompts #after last prompt I felt like maybe Lena could have a little character study too #sorry that means more science #love and science #paradoxes and poetry #spooky action at a distance #inspired by yet more science #and the quote from Einstein which I'm sure probably frustrates my physicists today which called Quantum Mechanics #a nod to Lena's odd magical character arc in cannon #you all have been so great this whole month #thank you so much!

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roseytoesy · 7 months

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WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO VOREVILE'S OFICCIAL VORETOBER PROMPTS!

Created for those who are in voreville or for any interested in doing a fun prompt list for this october!

feel free to participate! just use the tag #voreville voretober

Prompt list under the cut!

#soft vore #safe vore #nonsexual vore #vore stuff #voreville voretober #disvord #my stuff #my art #my writing #this is gonna be fun!#feel free to do as many or as little as you want!#voretober #october art prompts #here ya go!#have fun!!#and happy spooky month!!

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radskull-69 · 4 months

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(copy pasting what i said earlier-)

May I request Bob Velseb accidentally adopting child!reader? Like he found them one night and brought them home but accidentally got attached? Don't care if it's headcannons or a scenario!

If not, then that's fine!

at first, I was gonna do a whole ‘he found u in a dumpster thing’ but decided to take a bit more of a darker turn.

he was killing two victims, a couple by the looks of it in their own home. Nothing out of the ordinary.

until he heard the meek voice of you call out down the hall, turning his head he saw a small child strolling out of their room. No doubt waking up thanks to the commotion of their parents dying.

you were no doubt any older then five or six, such a shame to lose your parents at a age.

You thankfully couldn’t make anything out in the darkness other then bob’s glowing cyan eyes as he panted, frozen stock still as you both stared at each other .

bob was standing over the mangled bodies of your parents in his costume, blood coating his already red outfit. He didn’t feel guilty per say, but he didn’t feel hungry anymore. He lost his appetite…

it was when the flashing red and blue lights came from outside he broke out of his staring match with you, and in the mist of the moment he grabbed you with his spare hand and flee’d the scene before the cops could get him.

taking you back to his house definitely wasn’t ideal, but he didn’t have anywhere else to put you. He was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands while you ran around the living room and looking at all the bones he had laying around.

he was already regretting this, he should just eat you now. Though, as he peeked through his fingers and saw you playing with a rusty chainsaw he owned. He felt annoyed, but didn’t wanna kill you. Yet.

but other time the distant hunger to eat you faded without him realising it, just thinking that when you got more fed and fatter he’d eat ya. But it never came.

it was a bother for him to take care of you, fighting with himself if he should kill you the whole time. He definitely doesn’t know shit about kids and got you a dog bed at one stage, but after accidentally mentioning you while at work to a customer they gave him some tips. Thinking he was finally married and had a kid or smth

he doesn’t take you on his… hunts, but does feed you the meat he comes back with. He doesn’t tell you where he gets it until a while later when you catch him dragging in a body.

doesn’t take you to school or out much, since your considered missing. Begrudgingly let’s you sleep in his bed with him but after a while became content with it, would let you watch as he butchered the meat and gave you tips about knives.

when your a bit older, maybe around ten. He takes you on his hunts with him on Halloween, the first time you wore a ghost costume, a simple sheet. But that didn’t last long since it made killing hard.

you became desensitised to all the gore and killing since it’s what you were around so much for so long, not realising how wrong it is. Gives you pats on the head when you manage to cut someone in the ankles when they try to run.

when you got your own wanted poster he was so proud! Definitely hangs it up on the fridge.

#spooky month #bob velseb #spooky month bob #Ask #writing prompt #child reader #bob velseb x reader platonic!#rads art #rad writes

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errorhalo · 7 months

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day 2 cringetober !! self insert ! /e dance with the walking corpse and do arson

again i am late, i am sorry. this might just be a thing where i am a day late on all of them, but at least this one was sooner than yesterdays uhhhhhh anyways self insert with michael afton yippee OH also! original image incase anyone wants it ;

#fnaf #michael afton #five nights at freddy's #michael afton fnaf #michael afton fanart #cringetober prompt #cringetober day 2 #october #spooky month #fnaf sister location (?)#my art #errors doobles #self insert #explodes explodes explodes

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duckzz · 7 months

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girls just want to have fun or something (1/31)

#the band ghost #fawn's art #cumulus ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #nameless ghoulettes #ghost fanart #HII HAPPY SPOOKY MONTH #i'm not really participating in anything prompt related this month #but i wanted to do something so i just settled for drawing the ghoulettes everyday <3 #i decided to start with my girls just being soft and intimate 🫶 it's a liiiiittle rushed lmao i'll do better the next days #hopefully #tw nudity #you don't see much but kiiiinda?

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pigeonskratch · 7 months

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It's Eddtober time!

#gonna mix it up a bit with these prompts :)#but also keep them spooky cause it's spooky month #eddsworld #ew edd #eddsworld edd #eddtober #blood #death #gore #my art

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imagionary · 7 months

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Cogtober Prompt Day 1: Chainsaw Consultant

Under cut for robot gore and horror

Rip to the double talker

#Chip is massive so he's probably hoisting the Double Talker off the floor #I love October prompts!!#I love October!! Horror and spooky month!! yippee yippee!!#toontown corporate clash #ttcc #toontown: corporate clash #horror #robot gore #cw death #cw horror #cw gore #cw robot gore #chainsaw consultant #chip revvington #cogtober #cogtober day 1

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linnaealyn · 6 months

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gm

#Xenogears #Kim Xenogears #Fei Fong Wong #Elehayym van Houten #Fei/Elly #Kim/Elly #my art #ah i love these two sm #spooky month?#what spooky month?#last of Xenotober ig #no prompt #though i do still have a ton of wips but whats new there

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sockkd · 7 months

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HI! since it’s the first day of October I made a Octonauts prompt sheet for October! This was all for fun so don’t worry about finishing it or getting it done. SHARE TO #Octo-tober if you do anything! I wanna see what everyone makes :D

HAVE FUN!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY SPOOKY MONTH

#Octo-tober #octonauts fanart #octonauts fandom #octonauts #october #art prompts #fanfic prompt #writing prompt #art #spooky month #have fun

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yowomi · 7 months

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My Artober prompts!!!! i have never done and artober and i am so excited for October to start and this being a reason! please feel free to use this sheet if you want and tag me if you'd like! id love to see what people come up with.

catch y'all later and have a good spooky month :)