[surfingmars]

hehehehehe i'm finally getting around to posting this kiddo >:D

to win them draw or write about what their favorite thing about halloween is!
(if you draw you can use a few words to describe the scene)

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[b]username:[/b]
[b]name:[/b]
[b]gender:[/b] dfab
[b]prompt:[/b]

as always feel free to pretty up your forms, and if you have any questions don't hesitate to pm me!

ends october 11th at 8 pm mst

owned by sprig !

[Lex.]

username: Lex.
name: anastasia
gender: dfab
prompt:
Usually, anastasia doesn't fit in. She scares the other cows away at first glance, hey dark eyes really intimidate others. But during Halloween, she fits in perfectly! Everyone dresses up all scarily, so all month long she feels like she truly fits in, and even partakes in all the fun!~

[DeadlyArcana]

username: Alhena
name: Frankie
gender: dfab
prompt:

holy moly marking for later :00

[♔Voltaire♔]

username: ♔Voltaire♔
name: Binx
gender: dfab
prompt:
Halloween was one of the only holidays that seemed to fit.

The requirements, that is- crisp night air, the sweet smell of decaying leaves, carved pumpkins placed on the steps leading to the front porches of the nicer houses in town. The nights seemed to drag on forever, and the wind chill was just a bit unbearable; all of these things checked off a small list of somewhat mandatory happenings that must be underway for Madison to come to town. It seemed like she only came to stay with her grandmother for the month of October during Binx's younger years, and she awaited her arrival with excitement each time the fall season hit the village.

She was a sweet girl for sure; long blonde hair and the bluest eyes you could have ever seen. She always had a few teeth missing when she gave Bix her signature smiles, her two front ones she said had fallen out while she was playing with her dolls, and the tooth fairy would come get them soon. Binx never reminded her that she has said that last year and the year before- never questioned why they hadn't grown in just yet. She always assumed they would in time. She always wore a baby blue checkered pleated dress when she would visit town, and would always tell Binx she was staying in the same exact house as Mrs. Milo down the way. Binx never knew Mrs. Milo had grandchildren.

Each Halloween with Madison brought Binx so much cheer, so much that even her mother had begun to notice the skip in her daughter's step and how she would bounce with excitement when October would roll around. She was very excited to hear about Madison when she first started coming to town, but as the years dragged on, it was as if her mother's brows would become more and more furrowed, as if she was concerned. Binx never thought anything of it however- there was too much to be happy about for her to find anything to be upset about! The night of, Binx would meet Madison outside the house- Binx's mother would beg her to take her older sister along with them; a new plea that had been more common in these recent years. She would only shrug as the three would then make thier yearly rounds around the village, Madison always waiting for Binx at the end of each walkway. Madison never liked candy.

It wasn't until Binx was old enough to stop trick-or-treating that the police had come by to the house. Her mother had warily let them in and as Binx fearfully peaked around the corner she saw her mother's eyes widen in shock. One of the men had caught Binx peeking, encouraging her to make herself known, handing her a picture of a missing child with beautiful blue eyes and a semi-toothless smile. They said she had been missing for over 15 years, longer than Binx had ever lived at the time; she couldn't understand.

Halloween. Madison never visited after the cops came, but sometimes out of the corner of Binx's eye she catches a glimpse of a baby blue dress, or the flicker of blonde hair right outside her periphery. She would then sigh, willing the whirling thoughts from her mind and moving on with her life. However, Binx never fails to feel the small spike of adrenaline when Halloween comes along, a secret and deep longing for once was threatening to break through.

[honeycreeper]

username: honeycreeper66
name: Hela
gender: dfab
prompt:

Back and forth, back and forth, the knife cute through the pumpkin easily. Almost too easily, if the the outcome was any tell-tale sign. Chunks were taken out of the sides and the whole thing was lopsided. This may be Hela's favorite part of the season, but it defiantly was the hardest.
[52 words]

[Clawdina]

username: Clawdina
name: Scarlette
gender: dfab
prompt: wip! c:

[Gulfer Andreiz]

username: Gulfer Andreiz
name: Scarface
gender: dfab
prompt:

During halloween nights Scarface LOVES dressing up as their favourite monster...Manticore!. They love to go trick-or-treating and scaring other Buttermilks, if their scaring succeeds, they give free candy!

But don't be fooled Scarface is actually very sweet and gentle! They own spiders and snakes and LOVES animals, some say you can seem them on their back and riding the buttermilks head! super cute indeed!

[Grey_Hoodie]

username: Grey_Hoodie
name:
gender: dfab
prompt: res with setting up their haunted house garage c:

[FadeV]

username: FadeV
name: BloodMoon
gender: dfab
prompt: Bloodmoon loves the spooky Halloween decorations! Every year she's excited to see the scary skeletons and spooky scarecrows that the barn sets up. She especially loves Halloween decorations that move! She's fascinated when they scream or wail, and she grins when they're gruesome. She dreams of setting up her own Halloween decorations someday! Her favorite decoration to see is the classic jack-o-lanterns- There's so many ways to carve them into scary shapes! The barn even makes some that are carved like a cow!

[sprig]

username: sprig
name: Hraun (h-rown)
gender: dfab
prompt:
Hraun's throat tightened as her pumpkin shaped bucket was tipped bottom up, the contents of the night careening into the open garbage bin. "I told you not to go." Her mother's voice hissed. "Go to your room. I don't want to see your face until tomorrow." In silence Hraun clenched her jaw and walked down the hall to her bedroom, where she shut the door gently behind her before sitting on the edge of her bed, crestfallen. She sat there, starring into the wall for what felt like a lifetime. The silence was broken by a gentle knock at the window. She tip toed to it, sliding the pane up to find Celeste wrapped in a large quilt standing in the shrubbery. "Let's go, hurry up!" She whispered, as Hraun yanked her coat off of the desk chair and climbed out the tiny window. Her feet hit the ground running, the cool night air filling her lungs as she and Celeste fled to the tree-line behind Hraun's house. As they ran, the trees faded away to produce a clearing where a small band of friends sat waiting, some standing some sitting on logs or boulders. When the two girls broke through the trees, they all stood, walking towards the two. "Glad you made it out ok, Au!" Lula put a hand on Hraun's shoulder and gave a sympathetic smile. "You guys ready to get going?" The gang nodded. Hraun grinned and kicked her shoes off, picking them up and tucking them under an arm. She let out a howl, before sprinting off into the trees, kicked up dirt behind her. She turned to see Celeste, Lula, Wilkes and Bryony bare foot and not far behind, each taking turns letting out "battle cries". As they ran, the sour taste of the evening prior began to melt away. Hraun focused her mind on the feeling of the cool dirt pounding beneath her feet. The crisp air burned her throat.

Before long they arrived at a small shack, a warm glow coming from the windows. They barreled through the door almost all together, toppling onto the floor in a pile laughing and out of breath. After a while, they all caught their breath. Bryony and Wilkes stood, making their way to the kitchen to bring back plates of snacks and treats. A large fire blazed in the fireplace, and Hraun stretched her legs out in front of it to warm her feet. "How was she tonight?" Lula asked. Hraun shrugged. "No worse than every other year." Silence fell throughout the room. "You know you don't have to do this every year, I know you're risking getting in a lot of trouble for this." Hraun's voice cracked and her throat felt tight again. The others all gathered around on the floor, wrapping arms around each other. "Are you kidding? This is my favorite Halloween tradition." Wilkes said, a sly grin creeping across his face. "You think I don't like running through the woods bare foot creating a ruckus?" The girls giggled. "We know you never like to miss the opportunity to yell, Wilkes." Celeste rolled her eyes. Hraun felt a tear drip down her cheek. "Thank you for rescuing me every Halloween. This is my favorite tradition, too."

For years the gang met up in the woods on Halloween night, no matter what. Even the year Hraun's windows and doors were locked, they found a way. (Wilkes picked the lock on the window - but that's a story for another time.) They always found a way to be together, to share memories and create new ones. To this day, even though they have all reached adulthood and have homes and families of their own, they sneak out the windows to be together, just for the night.