send 🎃 for our musics to go pick/carve pumpkins together

send 🎈 for our muses to go to a halloween party together

send 👾 to try and scare my muse with a mask (or however else the mun wishes)

send 👻 to invite my muse into a haunted house (muns can decide whether the haunted house is fake or real)

send 🎪 for our muses to go to a fall carnival/fair/festival together

send 🃏 for our muses to play a prank on someone else (throw toilet paper over their house, etc)

send ♡ to cuddle up with my muse (for warmth, obviously)

send 🎩 for our muses to go costume shopping together

send ☕ to go out for something pumpkin-spice-flavored with my muse

send 🍰 to make pumpkin pie with my muse (or any other “fall-themed” food)

send 📀 to watch scary movies with my muse

send 😈 to invite my muse to play with an ouija board with your muse

send 🍭 to invite my muse out trick-or-treating

send 👽 to invite my muse out cryptid-hunting

send ☔ to get caught in the rain with my muse

send 🍁 to invite my muse to play in some leaves

send 🙀 to tell spooky stories with my muse

send 👕 to offer my muse your jacket on a chilly day

send 🌚 to decorate the house for halloween with my muse

as requested by @ambitionbled (it won’t let me tag you, sorry!)

CONCERN.

❝How much have you had to drink?❞

❝You could have fucking alcohol poisoning!❞  

❝Easy, there. Try to sit up.❞

❝I think I might’ve overdone it on the alcohol…❞

❝We’ve got to go get your stomach pumped.❞

❝I thought you said you were clean!❞

❝Yes, it is a big deal.❞

❝Let me drive you home.❞

❝You are NOT driving like this!❞

❝You are gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow.❞

❝Drinking until you puke is not normal.❞

DRUNK.

❝Is this real life?❞ 

❝I want to go to sleep but I can’t find any sheep.❞

❝How do you show fish affection?❞

❝Taco Bell is open 24 hours, right?❞

❝Tequila is not my friend? YOU’RE not my friend.❞

❝Drunk I am not.❞

-glasses on head- ❝Where did I put my glasses?❞

❝How do I tell my parents I’m a mermaid?❞ 

❝I’m not even tired.❞

❝I should call my ex.❞

❝I’m not drunk enough for this.❞

❝Does playing Mario Kart drunk count as drunk driving?❞

-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞

❝Can we go out for fried chicken?❞

ANGST.

❝What’s the fucking point anymore?❞

❝Screw recovery. I want a drink.❞

❝I’m too sober for this shit.❞ 

❝I don’t give a shit what you think.❞

❝I seriously don’t feel too good.❞

❝I didn’t even have that much to drink.❞

❝Will you stop fucking interrogating me?❞

❝I can drive. I’m fine.❞

❝There’s a reason I drink so much.❞

❝You’re the reason I drink so much.❞

❝I’m only happy when I’m drunk.❞

FLUFF/FUN.

❝You’re cute, you know that?❞ 

❝You wanna get wasted?❞

❝I’m bar-hopping tonight, wanna come?❞

❝What are you drinking, and why aren’t you sharing?❞

❝I’m having a party for two.❞

❝You’re so hot.❞

❝I’m usually too chicken-shit to say this, but…I really like you.❞

❝I don’t want to kiss you with your alcohol breath.❞

*kisses on forehead*

*kisses on cheek*

Send my muse one or a few of these questions, all of them super angsty, and they will answer in character. Usual trigger warnings apply, as questions range from inquiries about death to implied suicide to the loss of loved ones, etc.

How do you normally react to tragic events?

Name one person you would give your life to save.

Name one person you would sacrifice to save another’s life.

How would you react if the person you cared for most had died?

If you were gone, how would you want your loved one(s) to move on?

What is the hardest thing (or person) you’ve ever had to lose?

Have you ever had your heart broken?

Are you afraid of heartbreak?

How would you handle a break-up?

 Have you handled one in the past?

Would you say that you’ve ever legitimately hated yourself?

Off the top of your head, describe one of the worst memories of your life.

Have you ever wanted to stop existing?

What is one thing that could happen in your life that would cause you to consider wishing for death?

Do you ever believe you’re being punished for things you’ve done in the past?

What is the most intense physical pain you’ve ever been in?

What is the most intense emotional pain you’ve ever been in?

Name one person you cannot stand to see hurt above all others.

Have you ever witnessed someone you love in great agony?

How do you handle rejection?

Do you believe that bad things happen to good people, and why?

Has anyone ever committed a crime against you?

What is one thing you have witnessed that you wish you couldn’t remember?

Do you think you have any repressed memories or missing chunks from your past?

Have you ever done something that you think you’ll always regret?

Do you think you’ve ever broken someone else’s heart?

Describe how you feel physically when you’re in great emotional distress.

Would you rather watch someone you love die right in front of you, or be spared the vision but never get to say goodbye to them?

Are you afraid to get too close to people?

What do you hate more, lies or secrets? Do you think there’s a difference?

What is the riskiest thing you would do for true love/friendship?

Has anyone you loved ever told you that they didn’t care about you?

If the person you trust most betrayed you, would you be able to forgive them?

Is there anything you avoid because of the negative memories it brings back?

But..... the longer she stood in the dark, dirty water, the more the pounding in her head subsided. Her heart rate began to drop. The buzzing in her ears disappeared. She came back to her senses and she was almost relaxed... for the moment. An uneasy feeling had started to come over her again. Sam began to realize just how deathly quiet the sewers had become. The feeling of not being alone radiated through her. Sam whipped around, excepting to see someone standing there but instead she was greeted by....red balloons? Several of them...just slowly making their way to her. Confusion fused with her uneasy gut. Sam stood still for a brief moment and watched the balloons before moving. She took one step back, then another. She didn’t know what the hell was going on. All she knew was that it was time to leave the sewers. 

Sam turned herself around and quickly began to head back the way she came. She was walking at first but that quickly became speed walking and then a jog. Every couple of steps, Sam would glance over her shoulder to see if those red balloons were following. It was a dumb move on her part. After making her way down the fourth pipe, Sam collided into something. She nearly fell into the gross muck. A strong grip latched onto her, hands squeezing her upper arms tightly. Her heart dropped as her eyes locked with her captor. It was him and he was not at all happy. He had that look in his eyes. The one that told her things were about to get very, very ugly. 

“I found you~”