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petitecreme · 7 months
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Nihil est nisi ultio
For this year's Screamtober, Thank you for reading!
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cuddlykillers · 2 years
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💀🔪👻🎃🖤SCREAMTOBER 2022🖤🎃👻🔪💀
Trick or Treat! It's that time of year again! Screamtober is back for it's third year in a row, with all new prompts for every single day of October 2022! Unleash your monsterous creativity! This year I've partnered again with @bride-of-jason-voorhees to bring you all the prompt list for Screamtober 2022! Whether you’re a writer, an artist, a roleplayer, or what have you - this challenge is open for you to join!
Just remember to please tag #Screamtober2022 if you use any of the prompts!
This challenge is all about allowing the words to inspire you to create whatever you want, in any medium you choose! Writing, art, a roleplay thread, tiktoks, photography, anything! We have created a prompt for every date in October so you'll have the entire month to get inspired every single day! And don’t worry about completing the list, this is a stress free challenge not mandatory homework and finishing it isn't the goal, the goal is to have fun!
Happy Haunting! ~ @cuddlykillers and @bride-of-jason-voorhees
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Screamtober Day 6: Stars
My lovely bright babies sparkle in my hands as I scatter them across the darkness. Like glitter being thrown onto a black sheet of paper, they lit up the whole area with their shine. The burn as I passed them was soothing, the way they coordinated with the moon made it even better. Every night I make my little ones in new patterns for those who stay up late to admire them just as I do.
As I danced amongst them to make them form different constellations, I giggled and sang to myself. It brings me so much joy to make them spin and scatter about. It helps make each night sky so new, so beautiful, so bright. Even if no one noticed how I crafted them into their pattern, I still will make them into new ones each time. Even when the moon plays hide and seek in the darkness, I still let my pretties shine their brightest.
And when the day breaks and the sun rises, making my little ones fade away into the bright blue of the day, I begin to make new patterns and shapes for my stars as it has become dark in a new place. I love my stars, they make me happy, so promise to look at them for me?
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thefifthsister · 2 years
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CHB ‘22 #10: Not Like This
Season Three
Where she goes, he goes. No matter what words she yelled at him to tell him to hang back. He’s her partner; has her back. 
Until he doesn’t. Until the world falls out under his feet. 
Why did they have to run? They’d rolled up to the address the roommate had told them the party their suspect was attending would be at and before Beckett had even managed to finish reciting his rights, he’d pushed another party goer into them and taken off sprinting.
It did amuse him that these guys thought they could out run her but running in heels was like a superpower only she could wield and he tried hard to keep up with both of them, cursing when he saw them both veer towards a row of brownstones.
It was hard to see but he could hear her ahead, saw her throw herself at the guys back and the two tumbled. He jumped the hedge in front of him but didn’t land like he thought he would. 
The ground opened below him and he landed hard with a jolt, falling to his back and looking up at a tombstone. He was in a grave? How? How was he? He shot to his feet. Panic filled his mind. No. No this was not… this…
“Beckett!” he yelled out. Could feel his heart going wild. Tried to take deep breaths.
“Castle?” He heard her calling in back up. She had got their guy.
“Beckett,” he called again, relieved to see her head pop up above him.
“Wow, I didn't think anyone took Halloween more seriously than you,” she looked around the yard and back down at him. “This is the back of the Haunted House. Let me get someone out here.”
“Where’s Durnin?”
“Handcuffed to the fence. Hang on, I see a ladder.”
She helped him out, helping him brush himself down. “Are you okay?”
“I suddenly got a deeper understanding of A Christmas Carol,” he shuddered. 
“Come on, let’s close this then drinks are on me,” she told him. He definitely needed it.
“Much preferred the buried treasure,” he quips.
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Prompt: “tombstone”  from Screamtober 
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artificialqueens · 2 years
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AQ Speed Challenge: INCORRECT QUOTES
Deadline: October 18, 2022 (About a week from today, which gives you through the weekend to submit)
Hey guys!! Things have been pretty slow around here lately, so I’m hoping that this next challenge can be something quick and fun for people looking for some inspiration. The idea is to get inspired by either an Incorrect Quote Generator like this one, or a Drag Race Incorrect Quote Blog (like @rpdrquotes), or if you know of other incorrect quote blogs, that would be fine too. 
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As usual, your submission can stand on its own, or can be part of a larger fic, series, or challenge (like Kinktober or Screamtober, etc). Hope you have fun, and if you’re looking for some brainstorming help, consider joining the AQ writing discord server! 
Guidelines: 
Submit a fic, drabble, one-shot, or scene INSPIRED BY an “Incorrect Quote” 
You do NOT have to use the EXACT QUOTE. You can change things to fit your narrative as needed. How much? That is up to you. No one is being graded. 😜 
As usual, your submission can be any genre, any length, and any queens/ships, romantic or not. 
Submission instructions: Please be sure to include the quote, either by taking a screenshot of the generator result or original post, or typing it out in your A/N. If you’re getting it from another blog, be SURE to credit them by including that url. Also, make sure to tag “fic challenge” and “incorrect quotes” in your submission. 
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secreterces5 · 2 years
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Soooo I couldn’t decide what inktober challenge to do? So I’m yoinking prompts from a bunch of them :) the challenge for me is to know my limits!
First one is from InkTaleTober by comyet, I liked Ink a normal amount but I didn’t rlly.. know much about him? This made me go and look at references and also check out his backstory and also catch up on the big XTale crossover and Oh. Wow. Guy’s kinda severely messed up huh. Good for him :)
Second one is from Fantober by moxidi-fanarts-and-sketches, I think Emily from Corpse Bride and Charlie from Don’t Starve would bond over their wack experiences. Also they’d hold hands. I think. Yeah :)
Third one is from Screamtober by cuddlykillers! I remembered how ages ago, when I was about twelve, I made a FNAF OC that started out as a kid and became a bat animatronic. Kinda tried to revamp that, I’m pretty proud of it! Juuuust don’t look at it too hard!
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fireyhotsupertalia · 1 year
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WIP ask game
WIP ask game
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descript or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!
Some of these fics are dark and may contain gore, violence and noncon. Or may just be kinky. I will put everything under a cut with a warning on if needed.
Stormy seas ch 34
Houston Has a Problem ch3
Motivation
Crushed ch 2
Scrapper Welding
Bonecrusher Smoke
Screamtober
"The day started off so promising for Hook, Knockout was somewhere with Deadend, Drag Strip, and Breakdown.... But there was just one thing."
TF Mermaid
((No real big warning, all Transformers fics that I've been working on lately three are the next chapters in the story))
Credit to @bitegore
@desdemonafictional
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wordsyettocome · 1 year
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Screamtober 2022 Index
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This is my index for the Screamtober 2022 writing challenge. I’m very happy that I actually managed to do all the prompts! Not all of them are strictly horror, I just went where my inspiration took me.
Day 1: Storm
Day 2: Orange and Black
Day 3: Bat
Day 4: Skeleton Key
Day 5: Cryptid
Day 6: Stars
Day 7: Candy
Day 8: Book
Day 9: Clown
Day 10: Darkness
Day 11: Gore
Day 12: Jack o’Lantern
Day 13: Eyeball
Day 14: Psychopath
Day 15: Cookies
Day 16: Witchcraft
Day 17: Tombstone
Day 18: Makeup
Day 19: Alien
Day 20: Corpse
Day 21: Laboratory
Day 22: Cosplay
Day 23: History
Day 24: Haunted House
Day 25: Axe
Day 26: Sugar Skull
Day 27: Crystal Ball
Day 28: Spider Web
Day 29: Candle
Day 30: Scary Movie
Day 31: Samhain
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youneedsomeprompts · 3 years
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Can you do some Halloween-y prompts?
Course! I decided to make a Halloween countdown post with prompts as diverse as possible for the days until Halloween. I hope you like it!
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Halloween countdown prompts
A prompt for every day of October until Halloween
Feel free to use and reblog!
contains: AU prompts, situation/setting prompts, imagine your OTP..., dialogue prompts, encounter prompts
1th - werecreatures AU for your OTP
2nd - attending a Halloween party but not recognising each other because of their costumes
3rd - imagine your OTP meeting up for a horror movie night, and Person A has to take Person B into their arms because B is so easily scared
4th - getting into an accident on Halloween evening, and Person A has to save Person B's life
5th - "I bet you won't manage to scare me tonight!"
6th - on a graveyard during a stormy day
7th - Person A is hearing scary noises while being home alone and calls Person B to help them 'survive in this haunted house'
8th - ghost hunting AU
9th - imagine your OTP meeting while taking their children trick-or-treating
10th - "What was that? Did you hear this?"
11th - in a dark and deserted side hall of an infamous library
12th - trying to prepare different cocktails for a party but strangely every drink turns into Bloody Mary
13th - imagine your OTP calming a scared child that got frightened by the trick-or-treating children at their door
14th - coffee shop AU with Person A changing the menu for a Halloweeny menu, much to Person B's distaste
15th - at a very scarcely visited funeral
16th - "Does this blood belong there?"
17th - rivalling at a contest at the local fair about the biggest pumpkin
18th - imagine your OTP having their anniversary on Halloween
19th - costume shop AU with Person A finding the perfect costume for everyone while Person B is hating working there
20th - "Please stop talking about this supernatural nonsense!"
21st - at a masquerade ball where a murder happens
22nd - imagine your OTP confessing their biggest fears
23rd - Person A is trying to find a loved one that had gone missing and not daring to ask Person B for help
24th - vampire AU for your OTP
25th - "I didn't intend for this to happen. Really! You have to believe me! It was an accident!"
26th - imagine your OTP handing out candies in amusing couple costumes
27th - "Haha, look! This pumpkin looks just like you!"
28th - in a supermarket during a robbery from guys in Halloween costumes
29th - Bakery AU where Person A falls in love with Person B solely by the taste of B's pumpkin pie recipe
30th - carving pumpkins together and Person A has to doctor Person B who cut themselves
31st - imagine your OTP getting a baby/pet on Halloween during a thunderstorm
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royalsmugbird · 3 years
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Okay, y'all. I'm at a crossroads, here:
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OCtober, Screamtober, Kinktober, or Goretober. Which one do I choose?
Plz comment which list you'd like to see me do!
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petitecreme · 2 years
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The Fields. For this years Screamtober.
Thank you for reading!
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We moved in shortly after he claimed the land. The house was quickly put together and I was perplexed why we were so far away from the town "It'll be good for us," Carlos said, "We'll raise horses, cattle and sons. We need all the land." Personally, it unnerved me, it was too vast, too quiet. I wasn't used to seeing so much sky. We truly were alone. He left me for long periods of time with our son, George, grew bored quickly. He already explored everything there was once he could walk. My education wasn't the best and I tried hard to teach him to read and write. I knew he would be grow up to be a great man, greater than his father and I wanted the best for him. But he got sick... in the middle of summer, a freezing chill. He kept coughing, day in and day out. Carlos brought the town's doctor and they could only say he just had a cold, it would pass. But the coughing didn't. George wouldn't stop coughing. until he did, stop.
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I was alone. I had to bound my son and find a piece of earth that was soft enough to bury him. We didn't have any wood for a coffin. No way to contact the parish, What could I do? Carlos was still in town and I had no way of contacting him. I lost track of time crying and digging the earth, I didn't even hear the horse approach. I don't think I even saw it. You can see for miles here. It should've been easy to see, but there they stood in front of me, like a stain against the sky.
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I've heard of snake-oil sellers. I suspected they thought I was easy pickings. But the way they talked... they sounded like they cared. I had no one at that moment, what was I to do? I was hurting so badly. I didn't know how to stop the pain, if they were to offer me respite, I wouldn't say no. Didn't the good book say that help came in strange ways?
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The teeth was from an accident. George slipped and hit the table, thankfully there was no damage but I kept his teeth, I thought it would be a nice memento of his childhood to show his milk teeth, to have his height etched on the door frame, his first shoes... I don't remember much, they took the teeth and apologised, I don't know what for, I heard locust. It got loud. I can't remember.
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Carlos didn't care.... He didn't care at all. and it felt *wrong*.
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Carlos left for town again. I had to do the harvest on my own. Prepare the house for winter on my own. Set up the traps, on my own. They came again today. They gave me a gift. They told me it'll take the guilt and sadness away in my sleep. Am I allowed to be like this? To stop feeling this horrible ache for my child? For this life I live?
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I had never heard someone talk like this. I was brought up to tend to my husband but...they were right. Carlos had never said a sweet thing to me. Had never helped with George, demanded I please him with never a word or look of my comfort. The locust returned as the wind grew strong, they were whispering "you can do what you want,”
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The wind picks up, the fields rustle loudly and the locust sing.  "He doesn’t care about you,” “You can do better than him,” There is nothing for you here,” You can do...A N Y T H I N G,”
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"You did great,” “We’re so proud of you,” “Look, they came back for you!”
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"She always had the strength to do what she did. I merely gave her a small gift to see it. She's doing well the crows told me. She runs a small laundry business, cleaning shirts and sheets for hotels in town. Hard work, but she seems content. "I send jackrabbits to her occasionally, and if she decides to go fishing I will ride up there and see her; talk to her about her day; about her heart. It's clear now, she says, she's grateful to me and wants to repay my kindness. "We do not do for rewards in return, we do it because we see the pain and want it soothed. These lands are fair, but not kind. You need to live with others and itself. "White man say the land is theirs, but mother nature says otherwise."
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cuddlykillers · 2 years
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Screamtober 2021 - Day 26 : Ouija
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Female!Reader x Incubus Demon NSFW Smut TW: Breeding Kink, Masterbation, Asphyxiation Kink, Degradation.
You were alone in the house, again. No one else ever seemed to be home anymore, all of your roommates working multiple jobs now. Meanwhile you had the weekend off. With a drink in hand and candles around the room, you had every plan on how you were going to spend it.
You pulled your halloween blanket over your bed, it was a cute ouija board design you had grabbed from Spirit Halloween only a day before. You closed your door, locking it even though you were alone. Tonight was going to be your night, a single lady and her favorite vibrator. You put on some of your favorite music to get you in the mood as you pulled off your oversized tshirt and settled onto your bed naked. Your fingers moved between your legs as you spread them, your eyes closing as you massaged yourself happily. A soft heated breath moving from you as your body enjoyed itself, it had been too long since you had treated yourself to a good fuck. Longer still since a partner joined you.
You spread your pussy lips, fiddling with your clit as you teased yourself until you dripped. Proud of how hot and horny you were already. You carressed your breast with your other hand, flicking your nipple with your thumb as another hand joined you sliding between your pussy lips and prodding your entrance. It felt so good until you realized, it wasn't your hand.
You opened your eyes to find a ram horned demon with red skin and the tail and ears of a bull. His face and body human enough and handsome but his eyes completely black with red glowing pupils looking over your naked form. Your jaw dropped as you tried to let out some form of exclamation but his clawed hand covered your mouth.
"Quiet, daughter of Eve. You will scream, but for my seed, not for my anger." He spoke through a gargled hissing voice.
You looked to him and broke free from his hold on your face, "You're an incubus, aren't you?"
"Yes, you are smart for a whore." He nodded, drool dripping from his tongue between his tusk like fangs. "But still stupid enough to fuck yourself ontop of a ouija board, summoning me to you. Now you'll have to pay your dues with your cunt."
"You're really gonna fuck me?" You asked casually, taking him off guard though he tried not to show it.
"I'm going to breed you, slut. Breed you again and again. Your womb will birth my demonic offspring, I will have my way with you and you will pleasure me, your master!" He roared overtop of you.
You spread your legs more for him, welcoming him inside your hot wet pussy, "Sounds like a fun time, master." You smirked to him.
He looked at you in surprise before a dark perverse smile overtook his features, "Good whore, you know your place well."
You reached up and took his face in your hands, pussy juice still on your fingers, "Fuck me hard, master." you purred before kissing him.
He jerked his big red dick as he pushed into your kiss, enjoying your empassioned embrace. He pushed you down on your back, taking your wrists in his clawed hands and pinning you spread eagle on your bed.
"I will fuck your cunt and pretty little ass until you can no longer walk. Then I will fuck your mouth until you can no longer speak. Then I will fuck your tits until they bleed." He growled.
"And then, master?" You whimpered under him, eager for his dick to fill you.
"Then I shall start again, going until your belly is swollen with child." He answered, the tip of his cock throbbing against your entrance, "Now give your fuck hole to me!" He demanded.
You raised yourself from the bed and took his dick into you, pushing yourself onto him. His dick was hard and sharp like a spike impaling you. You let out a moan under him as he lowered himself deeper into you, pushing back against your groin.
"Yes, that's right. Give in to me and embrace your pleasure, you fucking whore!" He hissed, slowly thrusting in and out of you. You struggled against him, his sex wonderful and overpowering as you couldn't move.
You whined, "Harder..."
"You want master to fuck you harder?" He asked.
You nodded through hooded eyes.
"Fucking say it!" He shouted.
"Please, fuck me! Fuck me harder! Harder!" You whimpered out as his dick stroked deeper inside of you.
He chuckled, holding you down as his pace sped up some. He fucked you fast and hard, angling himself to hit your gspot in between each lunge deeper.
"Cum for me, squirt your sinful pussy spit onto your master!" He demanded, his taloned fingers moving from your wrist to your neck, squeezing your throat until you gagged.
Your tongue slid out of your mouth as you looked up at him, his face full of horny rage. He rode you as you climaxed, your legs bending slightly as you moaned deeply. Cum squirted from your cunt onto him as he shoved himself in and out endlessly, pumping you full of his cock.
"Good little cum slut, squirt on your master while he desecrates your pretty little fuck hole." He smiled through his tusks, humping into you with a vengeance as you moaned.
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Screamtober Day 2: Orange and Black
“Almost there..aaaand- perfect!” My roommate exclaimed from the other room. 
Hearing that peaked my curiosity, what the hell could she possibly be do- oh fuck no. My train of thought abruptly ceased as I took a peek over at the calendar. October fucking thirty-first. I hated Halloween, I hated it ever since I was a kid. Dressing up and going to strangers houses to beg for candy while it’s freezing cold and dark out? Or even worse, gutting open a pumpkin just to carve a face into it, slap a candle inside then slowly watch it rot away on your porch? Yeah I’ll pass. Bree, my roommate, however, loved the holiday. Ever since we moved in she swore up and down how she would convince me to love it. After all, “You're goth and like horror movies! Halloween has to be something you like dude!” I could practically hear that point of hers echo in my head. With a sigh I decided to go see what she was doing. 
I wish I hadn’t. 
“Tadaa!” She exclaimed, opening her arms in a grand gesture for me to see what she had done to our living room. 
Our once normal room with plain white walls and neutral covered furniture was turned into an orange and black nightmare, complete with fake cobwebs and spiders all over the walls. She had set our LED lights to this vibrant orange so the entire room drowned in the color. Hell, she even put my dog in some little bat wings! Ok the wings on my dog were kinda cute, but what wasn’t was the fake blood splatters on our windows. Everywhere I looked it felt like I was somehow sucked into one of those Halloween popup shops that showed up every September in an abandoned store and left by November after selling people cheap costumes for triple the price. The skeleton she had propped up in the corner still had one of those tags on to prove that’s exactly where she had gone to get all of this. 
“Bro-” I was cut off. “Listen! Listen! Just hear me out ok? I know you don’t like Halloween but this can be our own personal celebration! I won’t invite people over, you and I can just hang out and watch movies all night in this spooky atmosphere!” She grabbed my hands, her grip slowly tightening the more she spoke. 
For the sake of my hands not shattering I reluctantly sighed, “Alright…we can keep this up for the night. But I swear tomorrow morning all of this better be gone!” My dog then came up and sat down next to me, the little wings bobbling as he moved. “Okay Lucifer’s bat wings can stay, but everything else better be down.” She squealed and began dragging me all round our apartment to show me that the living room wasn’t the only place that had been transformed. The kitchen, dining room, bathrooms, even our front door were all covered in decorations. 
“Ava, seriously, how can you not like all this?” Bree asked me as we sat down on the couch after the tour of our own personal haunted attraction. “Halloween is so fun and goofy! Plus have you not smelled those pumpkin candles I lit? That’s pure holiday right there.” 
I shrugged as I pet Lucifer’s head on my lap, “It was just never something I was into.” “Yet you love horror movies?” “Yes yes I am aware of the irony, but still- okay can you turn this orange off its giving me a major headache.” Bree sighed as she grabbed the remote and turned the LEDs off, finally allowing me to see everything in its original color. “Huh..” I looked around again with a slight enthusiasm, “Ya know without that light drowning this place, I kinda like how gothic some of these decorations make the place.” That earned me a rib crushing hug. “So I can keep it all up longer?!” I chuckled, “Fine, but only until Thanksgiving. But if I see that skeleton over there change positions or rooms I’m burning this place down with those pumpkin candles of yours.” “Skeletor would never do that to you.” “You fucking named it Skeletor?” “Don’t suppress my happiness Ava!” she laughed.
I rolled my eyes before snatching the LED remote from her, drowning our room in orange once again. “Fine, this make ya happy?” She nodded in response. “Happy Halloween then ya freaking dork.” “Happy Halloween ya Scrooge.” “Isn’t that just for people who hate Christmas?” “I’m making you Halloween Scrooge now.” 
I laughed and rolled my eyes again. I still would never say it out loud, but maybe I didn’t find Halloween that bad the more I saw my roommate get excited about it.
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thefifthsister · 2 years
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CHB ‘22 #8: Angry Skies
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Flashes of light cause them to break apart; Kate pulling her shirt back down as they both turn to look at the bedroom windows. They can hear the rain pelting against the windows, hear the wind starting to pick up and see lightning skirt the edges of their curtains and they listen intently to the monitor as a storm picks up outside. Hopefully the kids will all sleep through it.
“Didn’t think we’d be that lucky,” Castle murmurs, pressing a kiss to her shoulder as the first sounds of cries come from the boys room. 
The rumble of thunder has them dashing from bed. “Mommy!”
Kate sped up, cursing when she stubbed her toe on the stairs and tried hard to not fall up them.
“It’s okay peanut, jellybean,” she told them as she entered their room, and found them both huddling on a bed together.
“Dere’s a monster,” Jake told her and pointed as she swooped in to comfort them. The next instant of lightning illuminated the room and made her husband jump.
“Oh, damn,” he muttered as he crossed to the boys. 
He looked back at the bathrobes hanging on their closet door, looking awfully like ghosts and they’d even made him jump. He’d find somewhere else for those once the boys were calm.
“It’s okay,” Kate assured them, pulling them into her arms. “Daddy, can you do a monster check then check on Lily please?”
She felt the bodies jump again when thunder rumbled overhead.
“Monsters outside,” Reece told her. Castle made a big show of checking under the bed, the closet, behind the curtains while Kate sat with the boys in her lap, stroking and singing to them gently trying to take their minds off the sounds outside their home.
“No monsters,” Castle promised, turning all the lights on to lessen the effects of the storms.
“The sky is just mad,” they heard Lily say and both parents looked up to see their daughter in the doorway, Lightsaber in hand and turned on.
Castle had to chuckle. “What are you doing there, Lilypad?”
“I couldn’t find my torch,” Lily explained. “And just in case there was a monster. You wanna hold it?” She asked her brothers.
Kate and Castle looked at each other, amused, and a little proud of their little girl coming to check on her brothers. One reminded of a tale of a little girl and facing down the dark, the other thinking of her husband and the time he’d done something similar in a storm.
The thunder got louder though and for all her bravado Lily flew to her father and he held her tight.
“The sky is very mad,” Lily muttered from the safety of his arms, jumping a little as lightning flashed.
“Come on, it’s not as scary in Lily’s room,” Kate said. “Grab their comforters Rick.”
The Castle family huddled together on the floor, duvets spread out and nightlights on. Lily kept her lightsaber close just in case.
The aching in his back and one of Reece’s feet in his ribcage woke him the next morning.
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Prompt: “Storm” from Screamtober challenge
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zoomy-brain · 3 years
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AAAI - DAY 2: Legend (together with day 1 prompt: skeleton but I was Not Ready Yet) @cuddlykillers & @bride-of-jason-voorhees
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juststartwithart · 3 years
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I tried 🤷‍♀️
Day 1: skeleton
@cuddlykillers
@bride-of-jason-voorhees
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