its october, its autumn for some fall for others, its cozy blankets with colourful socks, its dark academia books and libraries, its scented candles and vintage aesthetic, its hot coffee and poetry, its dry leaves turned into most beautiful shade of brown.

i need an atyd style jegulus fic. not the angst, but the juvenile, child-like sense of wonder and whimsy of it. the common rooms and corridors and great halls. the sweaters and the fireplaces. the jokes, the laughs, the banter. the music! the everyday hangouts and dates. the golden hour in october vibes.

i need a fic where the marauders help regulus learn to live laugh love

we’re so much better when we’re scared together

There they are! Its my favorite blonde boys! (Repost of last year’s Oct. 3rd art because I still think its good 😁)

It's october.

(Mun) "I am slowly coming back. Be aware~ I am sneaking back to my Blogs."

Your curiosity will be your downfall little dove. If only you hadn't decided to peek into the sacristy after Mass. You wouldn't have seen me, at my most base, pinning my deacon against the wall. You wouldn't have heard him, whining so sweetly, slurred thanks leaving reddened lips as I guided his hips to move against mine.

You wouldn't have seen my mouth fixed firmly to the exposed column of his throat, the top of his cassock undone, the white of the collar tab peeking out from under my shoe.

You wouldn't have seen the blood on my lips and chin as I pulled back to look you in the eye, licking my fangs as I help the poor man before me to completion. His cries nearly as sweet as the taste of his blood that still lingers on my tongue.

It's a shame that your curiosity has led to such a discovery.

Of course, I'll have to ensure that you don't run off to tell tales. It's been quite some time since I've had to hunt down my prey. I do hope you manage to offer a decent chase.

ITS OCTOBER😱🤯🤯🤯💥💥🎃🎃🎃🤯

nearly half of october has passed and i still havent fallen in love

maybe not this year

silly 3root gal

Yay it’s Halloween month now I can talk about slashers.

Do you think Micheal Myers takes sweets(candy) from those bowls outside of peoples houses and stuff them in his pockets for later.

Because we all know he’s a sweet tooth and just him thinking of having sugar when he gets out or escapes from the mental hospital brings warm ness to my heart.

But in fanfiction cases for instance a domestic Micheal x reader story, where reader is washing his dirty overalls and has to check his pockets and it’s just LOADED with sweets.

The month of september, faded too soon.

Cold Coffee ༄

by andromedadoesntwrite

Katniss Everdeen is a 26 year old English teacher who one day has an unfortunate run in with a stranger and his coffee. Ruining her day, but little did she know how much of him she was really about to see.

Chapter 2 is out now!

School has been officially kicking my ass so my updates have been slow. Please bare with me folks, your girl is trying to graduate.

Halloween 1981 (+18)

TRIGGER WARNING

Pairing: Michael Myers x Reader

Summary: someone visits you tonight!

WARNINGS: Smut, rape, somnophilia , p-in-v , 18 + only, Minors DNI, porn without plot, (don’t judge me, you looked this shit up)

A/N: sry english is not my first language, not proof reading, this is my first time writing smut ! its maybe shitty

The day was long and exhausting , first the stress on the work and then the traffic on the streets. Halloween is definitely not your favourite holiday. You´re glad you finally got home. You always seem a little sad these days, is it because you are unmarried, mid-30 without children? Or is it because you haven´t had a really good fuck for a long time. Sighing , you put your things down and go straight into the bathroom to take a well-deserved bath.

An hour later you are snuggled up in your favourite jams on the couch, switching through the channels on your tv in search of something interesting. Every now and then the doorbell rings and you hand out sweets to children in different costumes. Since you live on the outskirt of Haddonfield you tend to have less visitors . Calm is slowly returning and you can go back on your couch. At some point you notice how tired you are and how you slide into sleep, you don´t notice how the back door slowly and quietly opens .

The door shut quietly, dull steps move towards the couch. You breathe softly in your sleep, don´t get that a man is standing at your feet, watching you intently. Your dream is heavy and overwhelming , when its get too heavy to breathe you open your eyes. You look into a white face , no into a mask. The stranger lies on top of you , a hand in your pants caresses your slit, the other around your neck. You tried to scream but he squeeze his hand tighter around your neck , at that moment you fell how he parts your lips with his hand and pushes his middle finger inside you. It hurts and you try to turn away, the stranger finally let go of your throat . You take a deep breath. The stranger pulls up your shirt up until your breasts are exposed in front of him, tears well up in your eyes . You desperately try to pull your shirt down, but he is stronger and rips your shirt off your body. Soft whines come from your mouth while he is still pumping you with his finger at bestial speed. A feeling of white noises spreads trough you and the tension in your abdomen increases as he begins to circle your clit with his thumb. "Please...Ahh p..please". You don´t know what you´re asking for , just don´t let it stop. Loud moans fill the room as a phenomenal orgasm erupts in you, you´re trembling, toes curling up . Your walls clamping down , spasming around his finger: the stranger pumps you trough your orgasm , breathing heavily you try to pull his hands away .The stranger gets up , grabs your pants by the waistband and pulls them of your legs, startled you start to tremble as the cold air hits your swollen clit . In the dim light of your tv , you can see how the stranger is staring at you , almost consuming while he unzip his overall. His cock jumps out of his pants big, swollen red with lust . The stranger press your legs up against your chest , till your cunt is spread. He begins to slide his cock along your slit until its at your wet, throbbing hole. Slowly he pushes his cock inside you, it hurts and you try to struggle against his size. You´re hands press against his chest , you try to force him to pause. The stranger grabs your hip so hard you know it will leave marks , in a bestial motion he enters you . The size of his cock tears you apart , stretch your cunt wide . A silent scream comes out of your throat when he starts pounding into you at a wild pace. The stranger release one hand from your hip to pull his mask over his lips , he leans forward to wrap his mouth around your nipple . Your nipple goes straight hard against his tongue , he bites hard , loud moans come out of you while his cock destroy your spongy point in your cunt . You feel how a second orgasm is looming , your moaning becoming more and more uncontrolled, saliva is running down your chin. You wraps your arms around him, trying to get hold as he tucks his head in your neck. He bites your neck hard , that your second orgasm breaks over you, your whole body trembles . Your cunt milks his cock, with loud moans he pump his load inside your cunt , paints your inner white . You notice how softer it becomes in you , you remain in this position , your mixed liquids run out of your swollen pussy onto the couch. You let out a soft moan as the stranger pulls his cock out of you, your body heavy and your head foggy as you watch the stranger straighten everything up and just leave , without a last look or word

When you open your eyes the next morning, everything hurts while you look around. Your pants on the ground , shirt torn an semen on your inner thighs. You hope he comes back next Halloween.!

Happy Halloween

me putting on my nice little autumnal jumper and nice little autumnal faux sheepskin jacket to get my nice little autumnal coffee drink in 22°c weather

Spooky scary seekers

Silly doodle oh my god it's October.