Send ‘Trick or Treat!  🎃’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy Halloween!  Let’s celebrate!

{I made sure to do an open before posting this so i wouldn’t feel guilty but a!ny!way!! 

Surprise this is Tama again and I will be holding another ICON GIVEAWAY but this time HALLOWEEN THEMED. Reblog this post for a chance to get an icon drawn by yours truly!! (examples of previous giveaway icons [x] [x]) Once again, there will be nine winners.

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ᴛᴏ: ᴀʙᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ-ʟᴇʀ

Text: Sounds like a good plan to me! I’m not sure people will be brave enough to venture far beyond the beach in this heat. But it’d be doing the ones out there a favor if they did soak them… Text: How about something like this? Text: Fun in the sun is all well and great,         But think, for just $3.98–!         A chance at glory and a reward at stake!         Not saying it’ll be a piece of cake…         But come the night, just one team will have the right,         To claim themselves the best of the best!         Go team ______, and forget all the rest!

Text: It's good. Dr. Seuss would be proud.

This was good. With the Once-ler's assistance, there was almost a guarantee that there would be a good turn up. Maybe even on the scale of paintball at Greendale. But before Abed got the chance to feel excitement, a hiccup verging on drastic came to mind.

The recent hype had traveled swiftly to all corners of the Hive, an occasion which bolstered spirits and struck wearied souls (and soles) into action in the blink of an eye. Towels and beachwear were siphoned swiftly off shelves and into the arms of awaiting consumers– and the Once-ler himself was little different.

So burdened with his own equipment did the saleman wait out the line impatiently, in that moment never more grateful for the distraction presented just at his fingertips.

ᴛᴏ: ᴀʙᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ-ʟᴇʀ

Text: Like you have to ask? Text: Just don’t pin me down for target practice or something like that. Text: Let’s hear your pitch!

The question was more for formalities than anything; Abed knew he could count on the Once-ler to come through. Even after his hiatus, it was reassuring to know that some things stayed the same. 

ᴛᴏ: 2012 ᴏɴᴄᴇ-ʟᴇʀ ғʀᴏᴍ: ᴀʙᴇᴅ