#spookyabo

Hey there!

We’re really glad you enjoyed it! It was a slightly different format to last year, but still lots of fun. 

Speaking of slightly different formats… we will be having more events and there will be more information coming soon, but we will give some very very VERY basic details here - 

2018…

Halloween and Wintermas Holiday season: We won’t be holding specific fests again for these this year. However we would love to invite anyone posting any A/B/O Halloween or seasonal fics to add them to our collections below (including fics from previous years you’ve already posted). This will help readers find things in AO3 all in one place and hopefully boost readership as a result! And of course, we will always be reblogging new content regardless!

[#SpookyABO] [#FestiveABO]

2019…

We will be holding SummertimeSlick again, however we will be holding it as a one week event instead of a month, and it will once more be a standard prompt calendar. It will likely take place either July or August, but we will update nearer the time.

In order to fit the SpookyABO theme that @hannigram-a-b-o-library has suggested for this week, I changed the prompt a little bit, enjoy!

“Quit it asshole!” Carlos snaps as someone grabs at his ass. Again. He’s enjoying the Halloween tricks as much as anyone else except for the group of alphas who won’t leave him be.

“C’m on, cutie” one of them drawls. It’s Gaston Jr., who - shocker - is dressed as his father. “Just come back with us.”

“I’d rather eat a poisoned candy apple.”

Not too far, Harry watches silently. He’s digging his fingers into his palms, gritting his teeth. He’s so distracted at Carlos being harassed that he can’t even join in on the holiday fun, smashing windows and stealing candy. It’s in his every instinct, screaming and clawing at him to go protect and defend his tiny omega, but Carlos has asked for his trust, promised he didn’t need constant defense. Harry merely sighs and refuses to move from the wall.

Even when Anthony Tremaine tries to work his hands up Carlos’ shirt.

“I told you,” Carlos draws back his fist, “to leave me alone!” The omega swings, gets Anthony across his face, sends him reeling into the wall.

“You fucking-” Gaston Jr. steps forward but stumbles at the sight of Carlos’ knife glinting in the moonlight.

Carlos isn’t dressed as anything, but the murderous look on his face is more terrifying than any costume here and Harry is maybe just a little horrified. But he’s also pleasantly surprised and…confusingly aroused at the way Carlos twirls his knife.

“Next person to touch me loses his hand. Got it?” He snarls and slices at the air just in front of Gaston Jr., who cowers. “Good.”

Carlos pretends to tuck the knife back into his pocket, but as he steps closer, Harry can see Carlos shifting the weapon into his sleeve for easy access.

Oh, Davy Jones, he has such a clever little omega.

“Hey, handsome,” Carlos greets easily, places a kiss on his lips. “Don’t tell me your Halloween costume is a pirate.” He sighs as he looks up and down at his boyfriend’s attire.

“Of course not! I’m a cat,” Harry taps his face where crudely drawn whiskers rest.

Carlos scoffs. “Silly me, I should have known you were quite the cute kitty.”

“And you’re quite the feisty omega.”

“I told you I could take care of myself,” Carlos leads him down the alley, into the streets where broken lights and raving villains in scanty costumes run down the pavement.

Trope: College AU (Valhalla Enchanted Modern AU)

Explicit // M/M // One Eye/Charmont // Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Tropes, College AU, Modern AU, college party, Halloween party, misunderstandings, getting to know each other, explicit sex scene.   Massive love to @jadegreenworks whose @overcoming-by-jadegreenworks inspired Char’s Halloween costume! Never ending love to @hotsauce418‘s naming of One Eye - Frank. He will always be Frank in my heart!

Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting : [Sharing A Bed (Hannigram)] [Coffee Shop AU (Hannigram AU] [Awkward First Meeting (DogsDogs)] [Fake Date (Hannigram)] [Student/Teacher (Aiden/Le Chiffre)] [Stranded Together/Snowed In (Mortimer/Jon)] [Flower Shop (Basic Chickens)] [Sex Pollen (Hannigram AU)] [Stranded Together/Snowed In (Hannigram)] [Friends To Lovers (Hannigram AU)] [Sex to Love (Valhalla Enchanted)] [Sharing A Bed (Tristhad)] [College AU (Hannigram AU)] [Celebrity AU (Spacedogs AU)] [Slave Auction (Basic Chickens AU)] [Celebrity AU (Hannigram AU)] [Food Critic AU (Hannigram AU)] [College AU (Valhalla Enchanted Modern AU)] [Blind Date AU (Hannigram AU & Spacedogs)] [Coffee Shop AU (Spacedogs)] [Porn Star AU (Hannigram AU)] [Magical Healing Penis AU (Hannigram AU)] [Arranged Marriage AU (Hannigram AU)] [Flower Shop AU (Hannigram AU)] [Unplanned Pregnancy AU (Hannigram AU)] [MORE COMING SOON]

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When Char mistakes an alpha's true appearance for a costume he means to apologise, but ends up doing much more than that!

This was a Patreon Prompt Fill -  also for #SpookyABO and #Hannictober prompts - Sexy Halloween Costume and Halloween Party

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Now Complete - [Chapter One] [Chapter Two] 

Char worried his teeth at his lower lip as he looked up at the frat house, as he smelled the frat house.

He had passed it during the day, strung with cobwebs, but now the sun had gone down he saw that it had been decorated for the Halloween party in the most garish fashion possible. But more overwhelming than the flashing orange lights now illuminated, was the scent. Char was sure he’d never actually been around so many alphas in such a small area before, it wasn’t like being in at one of the team games or class. He knew most of the alphas in this fraternity, had mated with someone of them.

“Are you sure about this?” Ella asked as she got out of the car and joined him on the curb. “Who even invited you anyway?”

Char grinned at her. “Oh, some jock. I didn’t catch his name.” He flashed a brilliant smile that had her frowning. They had known each since early teens - after he had moved to Frell. They had always planned to go to the same college, and so they did. They were practically siblings and she took none of his shit.

“Well, I’m going on record as saying this is a bad idea.” She started to get back into the car, ready to leave him there to his fate. Frat parties weren’t exactly her scene, she’d even taken some persuading to give him a ride.

“Pfft, what’s the worst that could happen?” Char was still grinning, trying to ignore the damper she was trying to put on it. Always his voice of reason.

“Oh I don’t know? Maybe two or three alphas start fighting over you and campus security is called?”

Char frowned. “That was one time, and the Dean found the alphas responsible, not me.”

“That time!” Ella insisted. “If you keep setting them off for your own amusement - like the spoiled brat you are - you’ll finally get the blame. You could get kicked out of school. How do you think your uncle would feel about that?”

She quirked a brow and he poked his tongue out at her. Juvenile, yes, but he wanted to hide the slight quake that actually gave him. His uncle was an asshole, but until he graduated and got the massive trust fund his parents had bestowed him, they were stuck with each other. Getting kicked out of school meant having to go back and live with him, and his constant snide remarks and disappointment. A beta who was jealous of everything about Char - his ease with people, his popularity, his impending wealth.

A far cry from the treatment he received at school, and Char liked to make the most of that… though perhaps within reason now?

Ella gave a small wave and was gone, leaving Char to think on exactly how much trouble he’d let himself get into tonight. Because being kicked out of school was not an option.

[CONTINUE READING ON AO3]

Ash & Antlers, part VI: Undone [asexual omega Will/asexual alpha Hannibal; wendigo AU; explicit]

for  #HannibalHallow, #Hannictober, #ThePumpkinIsPeople, and #SpookyABO

Even in theory, the cruel game Will had set for their bodies was impossible to win. Will knew there was little chance they would be capable of resisting each other for the entirety of his Heat; it seemed idiotic to even try, though Hannibal was kind enough not to say as much.

Will focuses on that as a new wave of convulsions rock his body, that he can use Hannibal's name and the word “kind” in the same sentence. Even after all this time, a quiet piece of Will's heart remains terrified of what his mate is capable of, what he's done to Will before, what cruel desires still lurk in his brain. Their time here in the Flipside—“the Graywood” whispers another Will, the stranger setting up camp inside his skull—has been idyllic, their only quarrel distilled from the hormonal aftermath of their first time together.

It scares him, how much he desires a repeat performance, no matter the intense regret having sex will inevitably bring. There was such power in the way Hannibal fucked him, though, and in the way Will received him. Hannibal was wild and unrestrained, half man and half beast, or else half one monster and half another monster. But Will loves both the human and wendigo equally, and marvels that he was the one to cause the convergence of Hannibal's distinct selves, that Will made them meld and brought them to heel.

The Pythoness had called Will a Queen. Regal and exacting and dominant. Will snorts; wouldn't Jimmy be jealous?

“Care to share the joke?” Hannibal asks him. Will tries to ignore the strain in his voice.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Adam (2009), Charlie Countryman (2013) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Characters: Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Adam Raki Additional Tags: Getting Together, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Omega Adam, Dress Up, Halloween, #SpookyABO Summary:

The Halloween party might not have gone as Adam expected but, in the end, it may have turned out better.

“I know,” Carlos leans up and kisses Jay’s cheek, “my big, bad alpha isn’t afraid of anything.”

“It was just a stupid haunted house. I just...didn’t like how loud it was.” Jay crossed his arms and pouted.

“It was very loud in there,” Carlos agrees. Especially when a masked man with a chainsaw came running toward them and Jay shouted and crashed into the metal fence behind them.

(Thankfully, all the noise covered Carlos’ laughter.)

Jay doesn’t look any less pitiful, head still hung in embarrassment and lips pursed. It was - Carlos knows if he ever says this out loud, Jay would never forgive him - quite cute. Adorable even.

But his alpha doesn’t want to be adorable. Jay wants to be seen as strong and invincible, the protector instead of the protected.

And it’s his instinct for Carlos to ease him, reassure him; it’s ingrained into his mind to please his alpha.

“I’m glad you wanted to leave,” Carlos murmurs as he rests his head on Jay’s shoulder. “I was kind of freaked out in there.”

That’s not an exact lie. The flashing lights and crashes were a little unsettling, but after living with Cruella De Vil, Carlos supposes he’s a lot braver than most omegas. Probably betas too, many even some alphas.

“Really?” Jay sounds hopeful. “You were?”

Carlos nods, looks up at him. “Yeah. I wasn’t going to say anything in front of everyone, but I trust you to tell you when I’m scared.”

Ah-ha! He’s hit just the right spot. Jay’s face darkens and he looks away. “Well, you know, I guess I was a little... I mean, I didn’t like it either. It was weird.”

“You know what would make me feel better?” Carlos innocently asks. Whenever Jay is upset or disheartened - whether it be a nasty letter from Jafar or a tourney loss - he always wants the same thing, but never can voice it for himself. “If we went back to our dorm and watched Halloweentown.”

“That lame Disney movie?”

“Disney channel original movies are the best,” defends Carlos with a finger in Jay’s face, when he actually wants to punch the alpha. He knows Jay has seen the movie about a dozen times but won’t admit it.

Jay laughs, rolls his eyes, but slips his arm around Carlos’ waist. “And I’m guessing the night wouldn’t be complete without pizza?”

“And ice cream.”

“Maybe we can...get some hot chocolate too. Because I know you like it.”

Oh alphas are their insecurities. “Of course, and I’ll share with you.”

“Pfft, I don’t like hot chocolate.”

Liar. More than half of Carlos’ drink will end up being Jay’s.

In order to keep with the SpookyABO that @hannigram-a-b-o-library has prompted for this week, I made this a little more Halloween themed, I hope you still enjoy!

Evie runs up to him, appearing from nowhere, panting and sweating. Her pigtails are coming loose and her blue and white checkered dress is ruffled in all the wrong places. “Jay! Carlos’ heat,” she gasps, “just hit.”

He only groans. Of course it’s in the middle of a Halloween party with half the school. “Where is he?”

“In the bathroom.”

Jay follows Evie quickly, she parts the crowd easily with her confident strut. She knocks rapidly on the bathroom door where Mal is casually leaning outside, broomstick and witch’s hat on the floor, with Ben, who won’t stop pacing. “Carlos?” Evie calls sweetly, “I brought Jay.”

Just as the door cracks open, Ben steps forward. He’s decked out as a scarecrow, ridiculous make up all over his face and straw poking out of his collar. “I’m not sure if it’s a good idea for you to be here.” He speaks softly, calmly, like he’s not sure how Jay will take his words. “We can escort Carlos back to your room.”

“Why?”

Carlos sneaks out of the bathroom and leaches himself to Jay’s side, burying his face in the crook of Jay’s neck. His lion’s mane is askew and he’s sweating through his brown shirt, trembling as he grasps Jay’s arm.

When he sticks his nose into Carlos’ curls, Jay can’t smell anything (not that he expected to) but recognizes the signs of an omega in heat. He knows that his silver tunic - they all went as characters from some ancient movie that Ben was crushed to hear none of the Isle kids had ever seen despite the fact that they lived without electricity and television and entertainment their whole lives - can’t provide the skin-on-skin contact that Carlos craves right now and it’s winding him up more. Instinctively, Jay holds him close, tries to comfort him. “How are you holding up, C?”

“Wanna leave. Now.”

“Alright, let’s go.” Jay tries to lead him away from the group, but stops at Ben’s bewildered look. “What?”

“You’re…not affected by Carlos’ heat?”

“Why would I be?”

“I’m sorry,” Ben flushes, “I just…I assumed my control would be stronger than yours. I have an omega and a beta of my own,” he wraps his arm around Mal, who looks curiously at him, “and I’m slightly affected by his scent.”

“Well you’re an alpha, so of course you’re more affected,” Jay states. Though, he admits he’s very impressed of Ben’s control. Very few alphas on the Isle exercise the same discipline the king does.

Ben makes another strange expression. “You are…not an alpha?”

“Huh?” Jay tries to divide his attention between a needy and whining Carlos and a confused Ben. “No. Did you think I was?”

The king turns pink. “I, well, I assumed that…” His voice is lost in the party music around them.

“Just stop there,” Mal puts a hand on his chest, “there’s no good way to end that sentence.”

Evie rubs Carlos’ shoulder. “Yeah, Jay looks like a big bad alpha with his muscles, but he’s just a big, soft omega like Carlos and Mal.”

“What the hell did you just say, princess?”

“So if you’re not his alpha,” Ben turns red, all the way to the tips of his ears, “who will be, ahem, assisting Carlos? Do you… Do you need toys or-or-.”

“No, I’m still gonna fuck him,” Jay grins when Ben sputters. “Nice and hard like he wants,” Carlos pants beside him, nuzzling further into Jay’s skin, “probably all week.”

“Eww, too much detail,” Evie groans.

“But you’re not…” Ben falters.

“Omegas wanna please in our heat,” Jay explains. Jeez, Auradon needs to improve their sex ed classes, “we can please other omegas too.”

“But it…it’s…”

“And when my heat comes around, he’s gonna do the same thing,” Jay purrs, winds his fingers in Carlos’ hair. “I’ll be on my hands and knees for him for days.”

“Stop it!” Evie snaps. “You’re gross.”

“Yeah, definitely,” Mal is starting to look as green as her witch costume is meant to be.

Jay makes a show of sniffing the air. “I don’t think Benny-Boo is grossed out,” he laughs, “smells like he likes the idea of two omega together.”

“I-I-I!”