Virtual Trick-or-Treating

[rsadelle]

Happy Halloween! Welcome to the eleventh annual edition of virtual trick-or-treating. We're doing this early this year because I'm having dental surgery on Halloween.



Knock or ring the bell by leaving me a comment by 10 am Pacific Time on Halloween, and I'll reply with a treat of some sort. It might be a fic snippet, a picture, a song, or something else I come up with in the moment. Lurkers and anonymous trick-or-treaters are welcome! (But if you're posting anonymously or with a DW account that is completely friends-locked and you want a treat specific to your interests, let me know something about why you know me.)

(Not my actual door. Photo by Flickr user giorgio raffaelli, used under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic license.)

Comments

[dine]

I have a door too!

I love this tradition of yours - in fact, I was thinking about it a couple days ago, and wondering if I'd see your red door this year.

I hope the dental surgery goes well, and you're not feeling after-effects for long

[rsadelle]

Your door looks like it leads to some sort of enchanted world!

I love doing this every year. It's so fun! Thanks for the good wishes!

For you, I am sharing my recent unexpected Mike Richards feelings, thanks to people on Twitter sharing things. This is an article about him playing hockey in Kenora. I was 100% not expecting all the feelings it gave me. There is also this picture:

[dine]

oh thank you!!!! I was immediately struck by all the feels reading this - it's so good to know that he's out there fishing & playing rec hockey.

looking at the picture, I was confused by the caption as upon first glance, I thought the kitty was a big fur-lined hood. figuring out it was a cat immediately made more sense *g* and it's correct: every day *is* cat day

[rsadelle]

Ha! It does look like it could just be part of his coat.

[j_crew_guy]

Trick or treat!

(and I hope your dental surgery goes well)

[rsadelle]

Thank you! Happy Halloween!

My computer desk faces the window. There's a tree outside, and sometimes I can see it move in my peripheral vision, and I assume it's one of the resident squirrels traveling to or from the roof. I took this picture one day, however, because I certainly did not expect it to be a cat:

[lakeeffectgirl]

Trick or treat!! <3

[rsadelle]

Happy Halloween!

Duncan is already home when Jimmy gets in. He has an open bottle of wine in front of him, and he pours a second glass for Jimmy with sharp, angry movements.

"I don't see why you had to go telling people about our sleeping arrangements."

Jimmy pauses in the act of taking the single sip of wine he's planning to have and gives Duncan a questioning look.

"All day," Duncan says. "I've been hearing about it all day from everyone."

Jimmy puts down his glass. "I've literally no idea what you're talking about."

Duncan lets out a heavy sigh and rubs his forehead. "Did you not tell people I'm sleeping on the sofa?"

"No," Jimmy says, "I did not."

"Ah, God," Duncan says. "Must've been Cassie. I've been getting pitying looks and comments all day."

Jimmy picks up his glass and takes his single sip of wine. "I don't know why. They have to know Cassie's home."

Duncan gives him a speaking look. One that says, You're a detective; figure it out.

"Ah," Jimmy says after a moment; he really is tired. It does explain a few things people have said to him recently. Ah, well. His last attempt at romance didn't end so well; he's in no hurry to clear things up with the rest of the island so he can try again.