ik this fandom is dead asf but someone should make a season one rewrite group verse in honor of the last day of filming bye !













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“You scared me, you jerk! Feel how fast my heart is beating.” // hanna in that au we're doing bye ! - ingenuitys-archive

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smut-o-ween sentence starters  |  accepting.

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alright , so there was nothing covert about the way he yanked her around the corner with sean standing less than ten feet away , but the loud-mouthed reaction he received in turn was just the icing on the cake.   there’s nothing noel likes more than pulling off a good scare.   the movies just didn’t know how to do it anymore.      please , you love it.     he responds cheerfully ,  pressing his hand against her chest & grinning at the steady pound of her racing pulse.      you looked so bored over there.   i had to do something.  





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🎃“Halloween is basically an excuse for you to walk the streets in lingerie –and I love every second of it.” from hanna rip - tinkeredbell-blog

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smut-o-ween sentence starters  |  accepting.

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 ❛   yeah , i think i’m gonna hang back on the whole lingerie thing  —  maybe next year.     with a straight face & a tone so drop-dead serious , you’d think he was actually considering a trip to victoria’s secret to indulge in their latest sale.   then , the slightest hint of a grin peaks through , prompting his facade to topple like a long line of dominos  —  the toy , not the pizza.      but , hey.   don’t let me stop you.   in fact , i encourage it.   





thefaketeam:

noel kahn does seem like the type who would write an obnoxiously horrible yelp review





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“How hard can you bite with those plastic fangs in your mouth?” // from mona - gonnabelegends-blog

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smut-o-ween sentence starters  |  accepting.

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the weekday crowd is bleak , a stark contrast from the usual rager-level festivities that take place at the kahn’s cabin every friday night.   just a few close comrades wander across the back patio like half-drunken ghosts , while noel holds court in the center of it all , beer-in-hand on a lounge chair with mona draped over his lap.   a smirk plays across frolicsome features as he yanks the set of plastic fangs from his mouth , tossing them towards the infinity pool & watching a few cheerleaders squeal with disgust.   his voice is low , provocative , as he presses his lips to her neck before murmuring :      ———  not as hard as i can bite without them.   





that episode of how i met your mother where ted throws a party every night for a week straight & robin doesn’t show up to any of them is literally such a Noel move , i hate this.





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🎃 “I promised a reward if you did a couple’s costume with me this year. Well, I’m ready to pay up.” - matlinspiredarchive

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smut-o-ween sentence starters  |  accepting.

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memory flicks to the freshly dry-cleaned pulp fiction threads she’d slid into his room when she thought he wasn’t looking.   yeah , jf he was dishing out the world’s lamest costume on his favorite day of the year , a reward was definitely expected.       would this have anything to do with the fuzzy handcuffs that fell out of your locker this morning?      as promising as the statement was , katie matlin’s penchant for not putting out was pretty much an urban legend around rosewood.      maybe you’re worth the travolta duds after all.  





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🎃 “Bobbing for apples is so gross. If I’m going to swap spit with a stranger, I’d rather just make out with you.” aria bcwhY NOt - cruelintenticns

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smut-o-ween sentence starters  |  accepting.

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there’s that gigantic grin again , stretching from ear to ear as he guides the raven-haired girl away from the huddle of rowdy football guys attempting to retrieve the orbs without their noses touching.   there’s a prime opportunity for some embarrassing photographic evidence , but his attention is otherwise occupied from the prospects of blackmail  —  surprise , surprise.      maybe that was my plan all along.      navies flickers mischievously as his gaze scans the other , rocking back & forth on bouncing soles.      you know,  montgomery,  after everything we’ve been through?   i’m touched you’d choose me over a bucket of rank apple water.