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ᡣ𐭩 ⋆.˚ 🕷️🍂🪞🦢☕️🐈‍⬛🚬🕸️🎃🕷️🦢⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

season of the witch

i cannot wait for autumn 🍂♡︎ *not mine!*

𝒞𝑜𝓏𝓎 𝒮𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒹𝒶𝓎 ✨✨

𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉! 🙏🏻💛

𝐼𝓉’𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 🍎 𝓈𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 🍎

Autumn colours 🍂 🍁

October🍂🍁☕

Everyone is talking about Girl in Red October. I don't blame them but theirs are different than mine. They fell in love in October but I never did. I did but that was platonic. It was so platonic that she seemed like my sister. I cared about her, but she didn't. She only used me for my time and my innocence. I realized that I was an option for her, she only gave me some value if no one was with her. I was a real friend, but she wasn't. The October reminds me of her and I can't ignore it. I made past mistakes and apologized for it, but she never did the same. I know she has her own problems and I excused her, but at least she could've put some effort into our friendship. She didn't, but now she is putting efforts for someone else... maybe this October I need to 'forget her'.

This is so pleasing. It feels like everyone forgot about fall.

fall energy 🍂

What Would Couple Costume would the Moon Boys partake in with you for Halloween:

Sorry if this is too early for anyone but I already had some ideas ☺️

Steven:

Because Steven is your Prince Charming.

Marc:

Because he is your hero.

Jake:

Because he is your romantic.

Witches Brew

Hunt Athalar x female witch reader

Summary: Hunt has been at wits end trying to get Shahar to notice him. When his efforts don’t work, he seeks out a witch in hopes of finding a way to win her over. Never did he think that you would be the key to what he was missing in life.

A/N: This story is based off the lyrics from Witches Brew by David Casper. Always looked forward to hearing this song during and at the end of Halloweentown. Hope I did the song justice with this fic.

Hunt crept out of bed. For he had a goal in mind.

To win over the love of his life, Shahar.

Since joining her ranks, he’s been trying anything and everything he could think off to try getting to talk to her outside of the battlefield. Though, she pays little attention to him unless she needs something from him.

Therefore, he decided to seek the help of a witch to help him.

So here he was in the dark waiting for the witch. Hunt could only hope that she would take what he had in exchange for some help.

As his mind delves more into thought, Hunt feels a presence behind him. He turns around and looks down to see a figure in a cloak of black.

Though the sight beneath the cloak caught his breath. For it revealed a face that made a chill run down Hunt’s spine

Your beauty hypnotized him. Though, what stood out about you the most, was the gentle smile you wore. Not one that he often associated with powerful witches.

You then smile and take his hand, leading him into your lair.

The lair was not what he expected. Instead of it being creepy, it has more cozy vibes that gave off warmth. The warmth that was within you he assumed.

You then walk up to the cauldron and begins stirring up in the concoction.

You then look up at Hunt and says these words.

“All I need is eye of newt, wing of bat, a long black whisker from a big black cat, spider legs and wolf hound fur, poison ivy and a hemlock root.”

Hunt looks at the beautiful witch surprised. “Really? For a love potion?”

You shake your head at him. “I’m kidding. I’m not giving you a love spell. Though, here is some tea. ”

Hunt looks at you in confusion before taking the cup of tea. “Why? I’m willing to pay you whatever you charge.”

He takes a sip of the tea and is amazed by the taste. It was mint tea with a hint of sugar and lemon.

You smile at him. “I only wanna help you, dear. You want somebody and you wish she wanted you. Though this way isn’t the way. Love potions are temporary. They dont inflict real feelings like everyone believes.”

The male frowns. Seeing him this way makes you sad. Therefore, you get an idea.

“I've got the perfect cure. Just take my advice and she’ll fall in love with you for sure.”

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For the next few weeks, you and Hunt spend time together as you help him work on his romance skills to charm and win Shahar.

Within that time, you and Hunt have gotten to know each other to the point that you two have developed a close bond. In fact, you started to feel yourself falling for him.

Though, you refuse to say anything as he has feelings for another. Plus, you don’t want the relationship you have with him to become awkward. So you keep these feelings to yourself. Besides, you’re happy just being his friend and are willing to help him achieve happiness in anyway possible.

Even if that happiness doesn’t include you.

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Hunt is waiting for her in the park, a few minutes after dark.

He’s hoping that she got his message.

It isn’t before long until his thoughts are answered as he sees you smile and wave at him before walking up to him.

“Hunt, how did your meet up with Shahar go?”

Hunt smiles at you. “I didn’t meet with her.”

You smile instantly turns into a frown. “Hunt, I’m so sorry. I…”

The tall, gray winged angel puts a finger to your lips. “You are what I have I been missing, (y/n).”He then moves a piece of hair behind your ear. “Here I was pining for a woman that didn’t care for me when the woman of my dreams was in front of me all along.”

The two of you closed their eyes and shared the first of many kisses that you’d both share with each other.

HALLOWEENTOWN

Marc Spector x female reader

A/N: As I mentioned in the previous story I posted, I love the Halloweentown Series. Therefore, I wanted to implement it with a moon knight story the way I did with Crescent City’s Hunt Athalar.

Despite Marc not being big on Halloween, you begged him to have a Halloween movie marathon with him in honor of the American holiday aimed at scaring people as well as having them buy big bags of candy. With reluctance, he agrees. As he hopes that watching a few scary movies will cause you to want to get scared and cuddle with him since you hate scary movies.

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Boy was he wrong.

“Come on, Marc”, you say pleadingly. “You said you’d have a movie marathon with me.”

Marc grumbles. “That was before I knew we’d be watching kiddy movies.”

You pout. “Hey. The Halloweentown series is not kiddy.”

Marc chuckles at your pout. Not laughing at you but more giggling at you attempting to look serious, yet failing miserably at it. “Is too.”

Seeing that he’s still not convinced, you decide to come in with your greatest weapon. Your puppy eyes. You don’t use this often but when you do, Marc cannot resist you.

You give him puppy eyes. “Please, Marc? I promise, only one Halloweentown movie and you won’t have to watching anymore after that.”

It doesn’t take Marc long to eventually agree to your Halloweentown movie marathon.

Though it may not be scary movies that result in you getting scared and cuddling him, Marc knows that he will still be having a great time with you. As anytime with you is time well spent in his book.

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“What? Kalabar had a son? I didn’t see that coming”, Marc exclaims flabbergasted as he munches on popcorn.

You nod, smiling at the fact that Marc had gotten invested in this series. In fact, when you tried telling him that you could change the movie to a horror movie of his choosing, he declined saying that you might as well start the second movie.

By the end of the finishing the fourth movie in the series, you and Marc are cuddling and eating candy with each other as you talk about how the first and second Halloweentown movies don’t compare to the third or fourth ones.

Perhaps the thing you loved most about this was that for tonight, Marc enjoyed himself with things that some might consider childish. For it has been so long since he was one.

⊹ Cozy Autumnal PNGs ⊹

Suddenly i see, this is what i wanna be

Chillin’🍂

𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔲𝔪𝔫 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔡𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 🍃🍂🍁

books and fall szn

🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂

babe wake up october 2024 just dropped

🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂🎃🍂

A toast to autumn

With October having finally arrived, I think it’s high time I started making post. Inktober is a perfect excuse to get back into casual writing.

There’s something about this time of year that gives me a certain je ne sais quoi that revitalizes me. Maybe it’s the relief from the summer heat and humidity. Or all the lead up to Halloween. Horror films, harvest crops, brisk air and all the other cliché things about the season. Whatever it is, I’m glad it’s here.