Cherubic Helloween - Tumblr Posts
Do you have any Helloween plans? Parties? Maybe a costume? 🎃
From the mun: I do! Am going on two short trips leading up to it. One will be a day trip that starts with something whimsical and ends with something borderline brutal, one will probably be the most miserable overnight trip I've done in a long time because the location that time of year is just like ah yes you wanted Expert Mode, right? I'm stoked for both. Am also going to a private burlesque event, which is always a lot of fun. Then on Halloween itself I will probably be hidden somewhere in the dark, playing spooky music on a flute, hoping to inspire a nightmare or two xD
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For Blitz:
"You mean am I going back to Verosika's annual Fuck Blitzo party?" he asked. The words left a bitter taste in his mouth and he had to resist the urge to growl, clenching his fists. "Fuck that. I'm going to go get a shit ton of candy, a slingshot, and run around on Earth launching at at those little fuckers. Humans want their sweet crack? Snickers, or Starburst, or whatever? They gotta catch it."
He probably wasn't really going to go run around in the living world on Halloween and he knew it. So, after a moment, Blitz huffed, folded his arms, and leaned his head back with a quiet, warm little chuckle. "Nah. Fuck the living world. I'm going on a BDSM club crawl. Already signed up and everything. Sounds like it's gonna be a pretty fancy event this year, and I'm kinda looking forward to it.
"How 'bout you, Keenie? What are you up to?"
for @keenie-bopper continued from here
Listening to her, it struck Blitz just how resilient this little cherub was. She was here, talking to him, had taken the time to be kind to him, to come and ask him something when she didn't need to. She had lost her home, been kicked out of fucking Heaven, and one could argue that he absolutely had some responsibility for that--yet here she was. Talking to him. Being polite. Being kind. The imp's expression softened, and his eyes took on a genuinely friendly light.
"Keenie, if you don't have anywhere to go for Helloween... You wanna come with me? I mean, definitely go tag along with your friends," he said, using her phrasing, "if that's what you wanna do. But if you end up wanting more, and the idea doesn't freak you out, come with me on the club crawl. It's--basically going to be a lot of filth, but nobody will touch you without permission. And if they try, I'll cut their fucking hands off. There'll be a lot of dancing though, plenty of music, weird mixed drinks, lots of costumes... proobably most of them pretty inappropriate," he admitted, picturing his own outfit. "But it's usually a blast and a half.
"And even if you don't want to come, hey. I appreciate that you came to ask about it. How um--how are you doing these days? You good? I should have... fuck, I should have checked in on you guys, ever. You have a place to stay, right? You're safe?"