halloween is over and you know what that means

Halloween Night (C.H)

Calum Hood, 5 Seconds Of Summer.
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(Y/N’s POV)

I can’t take my eyes off him; his suit hugs his body perfectly, showing his toned figure, his glasses make him look so rough, so threatening..
I shouldn’t feel attracted to him; I know how he is, hell I’ve even tried him. And it didn’t work… An asshole stays an asshole.
“Why don’t you go talk to him?” Halsey asks me.
“I don’t want to talk to him.” I reply, eyeing the girl he is talking to; another Harley Quinn for this Halloween…
“Her name is Alice…” Halsey says, giggling.
“I didn’t ask about her… ” I say, trying to hide the fact that it is actually eating me alive to know if there is something going on between them.
“You didn’t, but if eyes could kill, she would have been dead long ago.”
“Ashley, I am not in the mood…”
“Go talk to him. I don’t know what happened between you 2, but you are clearly not over it.”
“Just leave me alone.” I say, picking up a drink. I down almost half of it while my eyes are still on my Calum and Alice… I mean Calum and Alice.
She is nice looking, with a smoking body, totally his type.

(Calum’s POV)
I see her there, her sparkly Charleston dress, wrapping her body everywhere right. She is talking with Halsey, drinking her drink and ignoring my existance.
I shouldn’t care… I mean, I can have whoever I want in this room, even the girl she is talking to me. But she looks so good tonight and I can’t keep the fact that she was the best sex of my life out of my mind.
I still remember how she felt against me and how her moans sounded so nice.
“Cal, can you come for a second?” Ashton asks as he approaches me. I nod at him and turn to Alice.
“Give me a second.” I say to herand she nods at me before she turns to talk to her friend.

“What is it, mate?”  
“(Y/N) is jealous of you talking to Alice… Just giving you a heads up…”
“How do you know?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Halsey went to check on her, because she was looking right at you and Alice. I think she might be into you.” He replies.
“She is not…” I say. I know for sure; last time we talked, was to just tell to each other that we don’t want to meet ever again.
“How do you know?” He asks; Ashton, just like the rest of the world except me and (Y/N), is copletely ignorant to the fact something went down between us two.
“I just know. And even if she wants me, I don’t want her.” I say, shrugging my shoulders.

(Y/N’s POV)
It’s not usual for me to use the gents’ room, but the line in the ladies’ was never ending.
I rest my elbows on the sink in front of me and try to take deep breaths. My jealousy has hit the ceiling and I am getting closer to the point where I burst and attack her. I don’t know why I don’t want her around him; I shouldn’t care about him. But I fucking do, more and more each passing second I watch them interact.

“You know the ladies go next door.” I hear the familiar accent.
“Have you seen the line in there?” I say, turning to look at him. He has the black sunglasses on, looking so badass, it makes my ovaries explode.
“Looking good, Hood.” I compliment, turning to the mirror to apply my lipstick. I can see through the reflecting surface his growing sidesmirk and his sharp jawline.
“Not looking bad yourself either (Y/N) ”
“I feel touched by your kindness.” I mock him.
“I haven’t touch you yet, babygirl. And you and I both know that you like me better when I am not kind towards you. Don’t you, kitten?”
“That was for just once. And it was a while back.”
“It was six times that night and day. And I am sure that if we ask the management of that cheap motel we fucked our brains out, they’d still remember your screams and my moans and our grunts.”
“It was fun seeing you again. Now if you excuse me…” I say, trying to pass past him and get to the door.
“Not excused. ” He says, grabbing my wrist.
The grip is tight, making me remember when one of his hands was holding my wrists above my head and the other was around my throat while he was slamming into me with all his force.
“Calum…” I whimper.
“You still want me, don’t you? You still remember how good it felt when we were fucking, huh? You still get wet when you are around me, I know that. I can feel it.”
“Calum…” I moan this time.
“I still get a hard-on when I remember that day.”
“Cal, please…”
“Please what?” He asks, his black glasses not covering his eyes anymore.
“Please… just…” I don’t manage to finish my sentence. His hand goes from my wrist to my waist  as the other grabs my chin.
I feel his lips against mine, rough and attacking. The kiss turns into a hungry fight for dominance. His tongue tries to push mine as mine tries to get in his mouth. His hand that was resting on my chin, goes to my neck, chocking me lightly. I feel my wetness spread and my hands automatically go to his neck, scratching on his caramel skin. He moans, biting my bottom lip. I whimper and gasp for air as his grip tightens.
“I wanna fuck you right here and now.” He growls as he releases my throat.
“Not in here.” I gasp. He bites his lip and nods.
“Meet me in the parking in 5 minutes. I’ll take you to the same motel, refresh the memory.” He says, before he crashes our lips one more time.

Ok so I’m re-reading Harry Potter...

On the bus during my commutes to and from school. And as I read, I’ve been making little notes and internal dialogues about things that I notice as I go (or notice again because I have no idea how many times I’ve read these books. So many times…) And I figured I might share them as I go through each book, because honestly when isn’t there a good time to geek out over the Wizarding World? Kay? Kay :)

The Philosopher’s Stone

  • Why, why, WHY does no one talk about Dumbledore’s fabulous high-heeled purple boots??
  • You know what I never noticed before? Professor McGonagall actually left Hogwarts to go to Privet Drive the day that James and Lily died. Like I mean obviously, but think about it; the first book starts out on a Tuesday (says it a couple paragraphs in to the first chapter) and we know that they died on Halloween. So the school is well into its Fall term, and it’s the middle of the week. McGonagall left the school, and all her classes, to go and sit all day long on that garden wall of Privet Drive just to wait for any information at all regarding this family. She sat there literally for hours to hear any confirmation of these wonderful yet terrible rumors. She waited and waited just to see if Harry was alright. And after just barely witnessing a distant taste of how horrid the Dursley’s were, she was completely outraged at Dumbledore’s suggestion to leave Harry there.
  • Also, there was a full day between when James and Lily were killed and when Hagrid brought Harry to Privet Drive. Imagine Hagrid taking care of baby bean Harry, loving on him so much, while probably breaking into tears every few minutes. I’m getting emotional, Hagrid and McGonagall are too wonderful.
  • I love the fact that the very first thing Mrs. Weasley does when she hears who Harry is from the twins is to make sure they treat him like a normal boy rather than going off to gawk at him. She is an amazing mother, and already so ready to protect him in a way he hadn’t known for ten years.
  • Harry and Ron’s first meeting means the world to me. These are two eleven year old boys bonding over not having much money nor being very special growing up. Will I ever make it through reading this series without getting overly-emotional at random bits? Nope, probably not!
  • I’m honestly still confused as to how Peter Pettigrew was sorted into Gryffindor. I mean he really doesn’t seem to display any of the the house traits as far as I can see. The only possible thing I can come up with is that he must’ve befriended the other three Marauders on the first train ride and was so desperate to stick close to them that he insisted the Sorting Hat place him with them. I mean the Hat does take the persons wants into consideration, he must’ve been adamant. Either that or perhaps part of the Hat’s decision is looking at where someone’s placement would benefit them most? Like “this child could do with being around these specific people so hopefully they will grow to be courageous when circumstances call for it, as well as truly loyal to those who care for and are loyal to them.” Maybe the Hat doesn’t just look at who you are but also who you need to become. And in the instance of Pettigrew, it just wasn’t enough.
  • It’s actually canon that Dumbledore likes bowling. Why does no one talk about this? More importantly, why is there no art for this??
  • Still not over how Hagrid totally sent Harry a letter with Hedwig that first week of school to make sure he didn’t feel left out.
  • Can we talk about the fact that Neville took on both Crabbe and Goyle single handed while Ron beat up Malfoy? Because FRICK YEAH go Neville!
  • Every time they mention Charlie Weasley I re-realize just how salty I am that they never had him in the movies.
  • Hagrid says Dumbledore “borrowed” Fluffy, which makes me wonder where he keeps Fluffy when he’s not living on the 3rd floor? Maybe in the forest, like Grawp? I suspect it would need to be super deep in there…
  • Honestly Snape is such an ass. I know he was technically on the good side, but he was certainly not a good person. And any Snape apologists can fight me on this.

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: Bray Wyatt, Luke Harper, Erick Rowan/Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: I offer no apologies. This got so out of hand I’m pretty sure it’s already enjoying next year’s Halloween candy. Your something spooky, for the season! Contains hints of uh…magical!Bray Wyatt. And worship. Tagging @tox-moxley, enjoy!

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I don’t know if I’m reaching too far. But I kind of understand Eva. I mean, I think she’s remembering how she felt in season 1 when everybody ‘hated’ her because of what happened at the Halloween party and Ingrid bullied her since episode 1.

In my opinion, she’s angry at herself, because she let her guard down and trusted Ingrid (and the others girls) again, and now they did to Vilde what Eva suffered back at the begining.

So, now she’s mad at everybody because admiting that you’ve tripped over the same stone twice is hard.

‘Foggy Night In London’ - a Sherlolly Halloween

written for @mrsfrankensteinwinchester as a super early birthday gift…her bday is July 11th btw. So here’s chapter 1! Enjoy!

p.s. I know Halloween isn’t typically celebrated in England but oh well haha!

The air was cool and crisp, autumn leaves crunched beneath her feet. Dense fog swirled around, creating an eerie atmosphere. A long black trench coat clung to her curves, tied at the waist. Her loosely curled hair, made to look natural, was covered with a deerstalker. Using her key to enter the building, she was greeted by Mrs. Hudson.

“Molly, dear, what a lovely costume,” the elderly landlady laughed. “Whoever could you be?”

“Thanks,” Molly smiled with a small laugh. “He’ll probably tell me to bugger off.” The pathologist continued up the stairs and entered 221B.

“Molly is that you?” Sherlock called out from the kitchen.

“Yeah, it’s me,” she confirmed. “I brought over some films to watch too.” It was Halloween night and despite Greg’s invite to the NSY costume party, Sherlock opted to stay home. He was not one for frivolous costumes unless it was being in disguise for a case. John was out with Rosie trick or treating in the meantime.

“Delightful,” he remarked, stepping into the sitting room. “Molly.”

“Hmm?” she asked, knowing full well he was about to do what she had told Mrs. Hudson he’d do.

“Are you—” he paused “—supposed to be…me?” Molly blushed furiously.

“Um…yes?” she replied, not meaning for it to come out as a question.

“Suits you,” he smirked.

“R-really?” Molly asked in bewilderment.

“Mm,” he hummed in approval. “The hat looks much better on you.”

“So, you’re not gonna tell me to bugger off?” she questioned.

“No,” he chuckled. “It’s quite the clever costume.”

“A compliment to me that also compliments yourself,” Molly teased. “Of course.”

“You know me well, Molly Hooper,” Sherlock grinned cheekily.

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My first "big project"

Everything in this Volpina from Miraculous Ladybug cosplay is hand sewn, and the bottom of the shoes are painted (but you can’t see them very well due to the fact that I was walking outside…

Here’s a better picture of the clean soles! This was my halloween costume for the year, and unfortunately, since I used a pattern I purchased I had just assumed that it would fit me without checking the torso measurements and it looks a little weird. The orange fabric also frayed a lot, because I ended up picking up the wrong type, I went with color over the quality of the fabric, even though there was a shade in the exact same color just actual spandex and better quality. I didn’t have enough time to finish it wholly because the deadline I had set was Halloween and I’m a sucker for procrastination, but maybe in the future I could remake this? Should I? I feel like just redoing the torso would be more work than just starting again…

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I think it turned out super cute! I definitely know what you mean about not turning out how you planned because of procrastination - we sometimes bite off more than we can finish in a certain time too. :) Whether or not to remake is a tough call - if you plan on rewearing her a lot, it might be a good plan. Otherwise, chalk it up to a learning experience and the next thing you make you will be that much more informed about fabric choices and how long things take! :) We’re hoping this year to finally remake one of our first cosplays and it’s definitely going to be an interesting experience! 

anonymous asked:

More request for friendship hcs incoming! I just love them so much, sorry. This time fooor Futakuchi, Koganegawa and Hanamaki? :) your writting is a blessing!

AN: YES YES THESE THREE ARE YES! & thank you ~ ♡


  1. He’s known for his taunting nature on the court and he makes sure you won’t forget it off the court. He’ll tease you about your crush really loudly in the hallways, brag about a higher score on an exam, and how much better looking he is than you.
  2. He’s probably your most aggressive friend. He’d pull your beanie/hood over your entire face, give you knuckle sandwiches, and squeeze your cheeks together until they burst. It’s his weird form of affection. It’s probably because you two were enemies at first and he’s gotten so used to teasing you and you ended up tolerating it and ended up tolerating each other LOL.
  3. Normal people: “Hey, how are you?” Futakuchi: “What do you want?”
  4. Throws Nyquil in your face when you’re sick while at the same time yelling at you for not being careful. He yells because he cares.
  5. Will go out of the way for you whenever you’re upset. He’ll complain about it at first, but knows that he needs to tone it down. He prefers to see you in person so you can talk it out, no matter what time it is at night. He particularly likes a park in between your neighborhoods. He’s not too good with his words, but at least he tries.
  6. Tries on your clothes whenever he’s over at your place. You hit him for stretching the seams every time. His favorite clothes to try on are your tank tops.
  7. Not many people try to flirt with you because Futakuchi scares them away lol.
  8. Checks out your ass when you’re not looking.
  9. Tsundere about you coming to watch his games. “Why are you here!? If you’re going to come and watch at least sit in the front row and cheer me on!”
  10. Holds in his emotions whenever he;’s upset because he doesn’t want to burden you. If you’re persistent, then he’ll tell you what’s wrong so you’ll stop asking. If you don’t ask right away, he’ll enjoy your company for now and will eventually tell you later.


  1. You’re super chill, super cool, super swag friend. You are often associated as cool because of his reputation. Not that he’s super popular or anything, but he’s literally just, yknow, cool.
  2. Probably your most fashion-savvy friend. He likes to go shopping with you and pick out clothes to wear.
  3. Draws boobs on your notes when you’re not looking.
  4. Tried to hook you up with the third years as a joke one time, but then Oikawa thought it was serious and then Hanamaki almost punched him.
  5. In your university years, he’s at your apartment maybe 4/5 days throughout the weekdays (he likes to go home on weekends). He doesn’t eat your food or anything, he’s kind of like your pet lol.
  6. You two were voted most likely to be attached at the hip in high school because you two are literally always together.
  7. “Oh, you’ve never had a profiteroles? I guess you’re not as cultured as I am….” (he took like, three years of high school-level French)
  8. Definitely not the type to express his feelings in front of you, good/bad/sad. Would much rather text it/write it in a letter, that way he can think about what to type and make sure his words come out the right way. If he ever compliments you or says anything nice about you through text, you often screenshot it and tease him about it later, making him blush.
  9. The type to casually wrap his arm around you. It’s his form of a hug.
  10. Likes taking silly pictures with you. Drags you to every photo booth he sees and makes you pay for it lol.


  1. He’s more like your child or younger sibling instead of a friend. When he’s sick, he’ll call you and whine until you cave in and come over with the things he asked for, like his favorite manga and soup. He’s only like that because he’s always wanted an older sibling to look up to and take care of him, even if you’re the same age.
  2. Likes to give you piggy back rides.
  3. His favorite past time is making home made face masks with you.
  4. Is very open about his feelings and expresses them to you any chance he gets. When he’s upset, you’re the first person he goes to and he talks for hours some times. He’d like some advice afterwards, but you being there to actually listen to him makes him happy.
  5. When you’re the one upset, he kind of panics, especially if you’re sad. He doesn’t really know what to do. Some times he’ll even cry with you because seeing you so sad makes him really upset. He’s a very empathetic friend, so he’ll do whatever it takes to make you smile again.
  6. Steals pieces of katsu off of your katsudon.
  7. Calls you over to yell at Futakuchi when he’s being mean during practices lol.
  8. Physically drags you to watch his games, although you always agree to go either way. He gets really excited that he actually has someone there to watch him specifically.
  9. “Does this nipple hair look a little curly to you?”
  10. For halloween, he makes you the egg to his chicken.
Everything Ponyboy Curtis says in the book.


“I’m okay. Quit shaking me, Darry,  I’m okay.”

“I’m okay.”

“I did?”

“I am?”


“I know. I’m just a little spooked, that’s all.”

“You’re crazy, Soda, out of your mind.”

“Didya catch ‘em?”

“I’m okay.”


“I was comin’ home from the movies. I didn’t think…”

“Me and Johnny’ll come. Okay, Darry?”

“A little.”



“How come you dropped out?”

“You’re not dumb.”


“Tuff enough. Wait till I get out, though, so you can keep Darry off my back.”


“Ponyboy Curtis.”

“My dad was an original person. I’ve got a brother named Sodapop, and it says so on his birth certificate.”

“I know. You’re a cheerleader. We go to the same school.”

“I’m not. I got put up a year in grade school.”

“I’m a grease, same as Dally. He’s my buddy.”


“Yeah. Dad made him quit after he tore a ligament, though. We still hang around rodeos a lot. I’ve seen you two barrel race. You’re good.”

“He’s a dropout.”

“Okay. Might as well.”


“Sure. We’re young and innocent.”

“He’d leave you alone if he knew you.”

“Glory, Two-Bit scare us to death!”

“He went hunting some action—booze or dames or a fight. I hope he don’t get jailed again. He just got out.”

“Not that I know of. I think he’s got a piece of pipe, but he busted his blade this morning.”

“Sure. Y’all want some?”

“He ain’t dangerous like Dallas if that’s what you mean. He’s okay.”

“It was the Socs.”


“I believe you. We’d better get back out there with the popcorn or Two-Bit’ll think I ran off with his money.”

“That’s why we’re separated. It’s not money, it’s feeling—you don’t feel anything and we feel too violently.”

“He got sold. They came and got him one day and took him off. He was a real valuable horse. Pure quarter.”

“Yeah. Why?”

“He’s…He’s not like Sodapop at all and he sure ain’t like me. He’s hard as a rock and about as human. He’s got eyes exactly like frozen ice. He thinks I’m a pain in the neck. He likes Soda—everybody likes Soda—but he can’s stand me. I bet he wishes he could stick me in a home somewhere, and he’d do it, too, if Soda’d let him.”

“Well, I don’t. An’ you can shut your trap, Johnny Cade, ‘cause we all know you ain’t wanted at home, either. And you can’t blame them.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It ain’t fair! It ain’t fair that we have all the rough breaks!”

“I couldn’t use this. I couldn’t ever cut anyone…”

“I know.”

“It’s okay. We aren’t in the same class. Just don’t forget that some of us watch the sunset too.”

“What was that?”

“Not right now.”

‘Maybe I would have. Where you headed?”

“I reckon.”

“Big-time Socs, all right.”

“Don’t. You can’t kill yourself, Johnny.”

“Out of the big towns. In the country…”

“Glory, what time is it?”

“Okay. If you get cold or something come on over to our house.”

“I…I went to sleep in the lot…”

“I didn’t mean to. I was talking to Johnny and we both dropped of…”

“I said I didn’t mean to…”

“You don’t yell at him!”

“Johnny? Come on, Johnny, we’re running away.”

“Gotta cigarette?”

“Johnny, I’m scared.”

“I don’t very often. It was Darry. He hit me. I don’t know what happened, but I couldn’t take him hollering at me and hitting me too. I don know…sometimes we get along okay, then all of a sudden he blows up on me or else is naggin’ at me all the time. He didn’t use to be like that…we used to get along okay…before Mom and Dad died. Now he just can’t stand me.”

“Shoot. You got the whole gang. Dally didn’t slug you tonight ‘cause you’re the pet. I mean, golly, Johnny, you’ve got the whole gang.”

“Let’s walk to the park and back. Then maybe I’ll be cooled off enough to go home.”

“You ain’t a’woofin’.”

“What do they want? This is our territory. What are Socs doing this far east?”

“Oh, glory. This is all I need to top off a perfect night. Want to run for it?”

“You know what a Soc is? White trash with Mustangs and madras.”

“Johnny, I think I’m gonna be sick.”

“You really killed him, huh, Johnny?”

“Like—like they did before?”

“Johnny! What are we gonna do? They put you in the electric chair for killing people! I’m scared, Johnny. What are we gonna do?”

“Okay. I’m okay now.”

“Where can we find him?”

“Tell him it’s Pony and Johnny. He’ll come.”


“Then don’t tell him.”

“I’m sorry. Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“Now how do we find Jay Mountain?”

“I don’t look like a farmboy.”

“I guess I look okay now, huh, Johnny?”

“They ain’t green, they’re gray. And I look about as much like Soda as you do. He’s good-looking.”

“Could you tell me where Jay Mountain is?”

“Yessir. We’re playing army and I’m supposed to report to headquarters there.”


“Hey, Johnny. Fancy meetin’ you here.”

“Who’s acting? What’d you get?”

“Wheee! A paperback copy of Gone with the Wind! How’d you know I always wanted one?”

“Gee, thanks. Peroxide? A deck of cards…Johnny, you ain’t thinking of…”

“Oh, no! No, Johnny, not my hair!”

“I don’t see why. Dally could just as easily mug somebody with short hair.”

“Okay. Get it over with.”

“Not too short. Johnny, please…”

“It’s lighter than I thought it was. Can I see what I look like now?”

“Johnny, you can’t wash your hair in that freezing water in this weather. You’ll get a cold.”

“I guess so.”

“Shoot nothing. It took me a long time to get that hair just the way I wanted it. And besides, this just isn’t us. It’s like being in a Halloween costume we can’t get out of.”

“I’m still tired.”

“Oh, it ain’t that. I mean, not all of it. I’m just a little spooky. I really don’t know what’s the matter. I’m just mixed up.”

“Remember how he was wisecrackin’ last night? Last night…just last night we were walkin’ Cherry and Marcia over to Two-Bit’s. Just last night we were layin’ in the lot, lookin’ up at the stars and dreaming…”

“Whatta we gonna do?’

“No! I’m fourteen! I’ve been fourteen for a month! And I’m in it as much as you are. I’ll stop crying in a minute…I can’t help it.”

“Johnny? You awake?”

“We ain’t gonna cry no more, are we?”

“That’s what I thought.”

“Dally? Shoot, he ain’t got any more manners than I do. And you saw how he treated those girls the other night. Soda’s more like them Southern boys.”



“Nothing gold can stay.”

“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”

“Robert Frost wrote it. He meant more to it than I’m gettin’, though. I always remembered it because I never quite got what it meant by it.”

“And what happens to be so funny about it?”

“I know. Well, you ain’t like any of the gang. I mean, I couldn’t tell Two-Bit or Steve or even Darry about the sunrise and clouds and stuff. I couldn’t even remember that poem around them. I mean, they just don’t dig. Just you and Sodapop. And maybe Cherry Valance.”

“Shoot. Maybe they are.”

“Hey, Dally!”

“How’s Sodapop? Are the fuzz after us? Is Darry all right? Do the boys know where we are? What…”

“Is it safe to go out?”

“Look who’s talking.”

“A letter? From who?”

“Sodapop? But how did he know…?”

“How come you got hauled in?”

“I know. I look lousy, but don’t rub it in.”

“Dally! You kill people with heaters!”

“Cherry? The Soc?”

“Dad used to take us all huntin’. I’ve been in the country before. How’d you know about the church?”

“Yeah. Darry always got the most ducks, though. Him and Dad. Soda and I goofed around too much, scared most of our game anyway.”

“I guess so.”

“Let’s go see what the deal is.”

“What’s going on?”

“I bet we started it. We must have dropped a lighted cigarette or something.”

“I’ll get them, don’t worry!”

“Is that guy coming?”

“Too scared?”

“In the back, I guess.


“Where’s Johnny? And Dallas?”

“I didn’t either. Dallas hit me. How come?”

“It was? Golly, I didn’t feel it. It don’t hurt.”

“Are you taking us to the police station?”

“Are Johnny and Dally all right?”

“Johnny has black hair. Dally’s the mean-looking one.”

“No, we’re greasers.”

“Greasers. You know, like hoods, JD’S. Johnny is wanted for murder, and Dallas has a record with the fuzz a mile long.”

“I am not. Take me to town and you’ll find out pretty quick.”

“Yeah. Even on my birth certificate. And don’t bug me about it. Are…are the little kids okay?”

“How come? How come?”

“I am?”


“Darry, I’m sorry…”

“Take a bath.”


“In here! Don’t slam the door.”

“Now look what you did. There went our breakfast. Can’t you two wait till I set the eggs down before you go shovin’ me all over the country?”

“Aw, lay off.”

“How do I like what?”

“You mean…that they’re thinking about putting me and Soda in a boys’ home or something?”


“No, they ain’t goin’ to put us in a boys’ home.”

“Darry, did you know about the juvenile court?”

“I had one of those dreams last night. The one I can’t ever remember.”


“You going to take Sandy to the party? What’s the deal?”

“How come?”


“I’ve stayed by my lonesome before. You can’t afford a day off.”


“Yeah. You carry more than one bundle of roofing at a time today and me and Soda’ll skin you. Understood?”


“A judo expert?”

“We’re gonna clean up the house. The reporters or police or somebody might come by, and anyway, it’s time for those guys from the state to come by and check up on us.”

“I have. And if you had the sense of a billy goat you’d try to help around your place instead of bumming around.”

“I don’t know. I felt like playing hero.”

“You might not have. You might have done the same thing.”

“’Greaser’ didn’t have anything to do with it. My buddy over there wouldn’t have done it. Maybe you would have done the same thing, maybe a friend of yours wouldn’t have. It’s the individual.”


“Running away won’t help.”

“I’d help you if I could.”

“No. You hate the whole world.”

“My name’s Ponyboy. Nice talkin’ to you, Randy.”

“He ain’t a Soc. He’s just a guy. He just wanted to talk.”


“He wants a copy of Gone with the Wind so I can read it to him. You want to run down to the drugstore and get one?”

“Dally’s gonna be okay. And Darry, and me, we’re okay now.”

“Johnny! Are you okay?”

“You’ll be okay. You gotta be. We couldn’t get along without you.”

“You’ll be okay.”

“You ain’t gonna die. And don’t get juiced up, because the doc won’t let us see you no more if you do.”

“That’s what Johnny said. What’d he want?”

“Me? Why?”

“I’ll bet.”

“I’m all right. Don’t tell Darry, okay? Come on, Two-Bit, be a buddy. I’ll be well by tonight. I’ll take a bunch of aspirins.”

“I’m okay. And if you keep your mouth shut, Darry won’t know a thing.”

“Yeah, but they raised two boys before me. Darry hasn’t.”

“I know.”

“Tonight—I don’t like it one bit.”

“I ain’t chicken, Two-Bit Mathews, and you know it. Ain’t I a Curtis, same as Soda and Darry?”

“I mean, I got an awful feeling something’s gonna happen.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“Not so good. Will you go up to see him?”

“Why not?”

“That’s okay. I wouldn’t want you to see him. You’re a traitor to your own kind and not loyal to us. Do you think your spying for us makes up for the fact that you’re sitting there in a Corvette while my brother drops out of school to get a job? Don’t you ever try to give us handouts and then feel high and might about it.”

“Hey, can you see the sunset real good from the West Side?”

“You can see it from the East Side, too.”

“Soda, when did you start shaving?”

“When did Darry?”

“You’re funny. We ought to send you in to the Reader’s Digest. I hear they pay a lot for funny things.”

“You like fights, don’t you, Soda?”

“How come?”

“How come you like fights, Darry?”

“How come? I’ve always come through before, ain’t I?”

“I’ll be okay. I’ll get hold of a little one, okay?”

“What happened to Tim Shepard?”

“Let me fight, Darry. If it was blades or chains or something it’d be different. Nobody ever gets really hurt in a skin rumble.”

“I’ll be okay. How come you never worry about Sodapop as much? I don’t see you lecturin’ him.”

“And what do you do for fun?”

“Hey, Two-Bit, how come you like to fight?”


“I ought to, he’s my brother.”

“Yep. But why him?”

“I thought you were in the hospital.”


“Huh? Yeah, I guess so”

“I have been. A rumble. I’m okay.”

“I am?”

“Gosh, mister, I’m sorry.”

“Thanks a lot.”

“Johnny…he’s dead. We told him about beatin’ the Socs and…I don’t know, he just died.”

“Dallas is gone. He ran out like the devil was after him. He’s gonna blow up. He couldn’t take it.”

“I’m okay. I don’t want to sit down.”

“Soda…is somebody sick?”

“Am I sick?”

“Is Darry sorry I’m sick?”

“Hey, Darry. Hey, Darry, wake up.”

“What was the matter with me?”

“Where’d I get a concussion? How long have I been asleep?”

“No. Darry, I’m not ever going to be able to make up the school I’ve missed. And I’ve still got to go to court and talk to the police about Bob’s getting killed. And now…with Dally…Darry, do you think they’ll split us up? Put me in a home or something?”

“I don’t remember.”


“Where’s Soda?”

“I’m okay. Just a little hungry.”

“Man, I’d like that just fine.”

“Oh, no. Track meet. I guess this just about puts me out of every race. I won’t be back in condition for the meets. And the coach was counting on me.”

“Soda. What all did I say while I was delirious?”

“I don’t like it. I never liked it.”

“I don’t like it. Soda, did I ask for Darry while I was sick?”

“Oh. I thought maybe I didn’t ask for Darry. It was bugging me.”

“You look beat. I bet you ain’t had three hours sleep since Saturday night.”


“Yeah, I know him.”

“Yeah. Sure, why not?”

“Hi, Randy. Have a seat if you can find one.”

“I’m okay. You can’t really miss my name on any kind of bulletin.”

“Wanna smoke?”

“Yeah. I know. Hey, holler if you see one of my brothers coming. I’ll catch it for smoking in bed.”

“My parents are dead. I live here with just Darry and Soda, my brothers. That’s what’s worrying me. If the judge decides Darry isn’t a good guardian or something, I’m liable to get stuck in a home somewhere. That’s the rotten part of this deal. Darry is a good guardian; he makes me study and knows where I am and who I’m with all the time. I mean, we don’t get along so great sometimes, but he keeps me out of trouble, or did. My father didn’t yell at me as much as he does.”

“I had it. I had the knife. I killed Bob.”

“I killed him. I had a switchblade and I was scared they were going to beat me up.”

“Johnny is not dead. Johnny is not dead.”

“Okay, okay. I ain’t going to sleep smoking, Darry. If you make me stay in bed there ain’t anywhere else I can smoke.”

“Well, golly, I can’t pick it up and Soda doesn’t, so I guess that leaves you.”

“All right, all right. That don’t leave you. Maybe Soda’ll straighten it up a little.”

“Sure. I’ll be more careful.”

“Yessir, I’ll try. What’s the theme supposed to be on?”

“I mean it. I’ve had about all I can take from you guys.”

“I guess so.”

“Picking up the glass.”

“How was work?”

“Something wrong?”

“What’s the sweat about my schoolwork? I’ll have to get a job as soon as I get out of school anyway. Look at Soda. He’s doing okay, and he dropped out You can just lay off!”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You’d like me just to get out. Well, it’s not that easy, is it, Soda?”

“You don’t have to draw me a picture.”

“Maybe he tried.”

“Where did you think you were going?”

“I’m not crying.”


“Race you.”

“Mr. Syme, this is Ponyboy. That theme—how long can it be?”

“Can it be longer?”


First Halloween - Young Justice Imagine/Wally West x Reader

Originally posted by sixpenceee

Requested by Anon - one where the reader is an alien and has never experienced a Halloween and the team go full out trying to show the the best time. Also if there needs to be a pairing can it be wally?

Author’s Note - Assume this is after season one, so everyone on the team has experience Halloween, except for the reader.

It all started when you were sitting in the kitchen, listening to the other team members talk about their plans for Halloween. They were excited, especially Wally. Wally was almost bouncing off the walls as he rambled on about decorating the cave, trick-or-treating, and haunted houses.

While you knew what Halloween was on a basic level for it was in your lessons with Red Tornado about Earth culture, you didn’t understand what the fuss was about. On your planet, many light years away, you didn’t have a holiday where people would give out free candy and scare one another. The whole idea of it was strange to you, but that didn’t mean you weren’t willing to learn. 

“So (Y/N),” Wally cooed, suddenly appearing beside you with a gust of wind. “What are you going to do for Halloween?”

“Um,” you began, shifting around nervously in your chair when you felt the entire team looking at you. “I don’t really know.”

“Wait, (Y/N),” M’gann said, sitting down on your other side. “This would be your first Halloween on Earth, right?”

“Yes,” you answered honestly. “We don’t have a holiday such as Halloween on my planet.” A silence filled the room as Wally grabbed your hand in both of his. He leaned uncomfortably close to your face, making you back up until you bumped into M’gann. You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, Babe,” Wally promised with a seriousness that seemed to borderline ridiculousness. Robin, Zatanna, Rocket, Artemis, and M’gann giggled at the sight while Kaldur just smiled. Conner appeared confused. Wally didn’t react to them at all. “I’ll help you celebrate your first Halloween.”

You blinked at him, not knowing what to say. “Thank you,” you mumbled, the confusion on your face only made the others laugh louder. Wally suddenly dropped your hand, appearing in the center of the room to look at the rest of the team with determination. 

“Guys, cancel your plans. We have to make sure (Y/N) has the greatest Halloween ever,” Wally announced, meeting each of the team’s eyes. 

“Um, how about no?” Robin replied, grinning evilly at Wally when Wally sent him a desperate look. Robin leaned to the side to give you a small smile. “No offense, (Y/N).”

“Oh, none taken. I don’t expect you all to cancel your plans for me,” you reasoned, pursing your lips when Wally started making weird anguished expressions at the team. You really didn’t understand him at times. However, everyone else seemed to understand it, smiling teasingly at him. 

“Rob, you’re not helping here,” Wally growled at Robin before turning to Kaldur. “Kaldur, you see how important this is. After all (Y/N) is our teammate and needs to experience human culture.”

Kaldur simply raised an eyebrow. “I do not believe that would require the presence of the whole team.” Wally frowned at him.

“Well,” Rocket spoke up, deciding to take pity on Wally. “I think it would be a good team building exercise.”

“Yes,” Wally cheered, speeding over to give Rocket a hug. He spun her around until she threatened to hurl. Dropping her quickly, Wally turned his begging eyes over to the rest of the team. You didn’t understand why he was so desperate for the rest of the team to join in, but you did find yourself wanting everyone to join if Wally was going to help you celebrate the holiday. Celebrating was always fun with more people. 

“Okay, only because I didn’t have important plans anyway,” Artemis agreed, reaching over to punch Wally’s arm. Zatanna nodded along with her, having lost the battle with Wally’s puppy dog eyes. 

M’gann put her hands on your shoulders to gain your attention. Wally’s eyes followed her movement as M’gann looked over at Conner. “Conner and I will join in,” she answered before telepathically telling you they were planning to help you celebrate anyway. You didn’t see the point of not saying that right away, but you just decided to smile at her in gratitude.  

Seeing that M’gann and Conner were in, Wally turned to Robin and Kaldur. Kaldur broke right away, simply nodding his consent while Robin continued to stare down Wally.  Robin kept looking at Wally before glancing over at you as if trying to hint at something. You didn’t understand, but Wally must of since his face turned as red as his hair.

“Fine, I’m in,” Robin admitted at last, smirking at Wally’s red face. Wally swallowed hard before turning to give you a bright smile. 

“You’re going to have the best first Halloween ever, (Y/N),” he cried before he sped out of the room. His face was still bright red. Everyone watched him go with amusement while you stayed confused.

“Does he always act like that?” you asked, glancing over at M’gann. You figured she would give you a straight answer, but instead she shrugged. Robin snickered causing you to look at him.

“Yeah, pretty much,” Robin answered, grinning like a mad man. The rest of the team shared a secret glance as if they had some kind of inside joke. You didn’t understand, making a mental note to ask Red Tornado about this conversation afterwards. After all, you had never been so confused in your life.

“The first thing we need to do is make Jack-o’-lanterns,” Wally announced, stumbling in with a mountain of mini pumpkins in his arms. You took one of them out of his arms, holding up to inspect it.

“They’re adorable,” you murmured with a sparkle in your eye. Wally got a goofy smile on his face as he watched you admiring the pumpkin. He set the rest of the pumpkins on the table. 

“Aren’t they a little small?” Artemis asked, raising an eyebrow at Wally. Wally frowned before flicking her in the nose. She smacked his hand.

“It’s what I could do on short notice,” Wally growled at her before turning back to you.

You were still staring at the little pumpkin in wonder. Feeling everyone’s eyes on you, you quickly set the pumpkin down with the rest. You looked at the ground, biting your lip for a moment before glancing back up at Wally. “What do we do to make Jack-lanterns?”

“It’s Jack-o’-lanterns, and it’s very simple…” Wally instructed. Soon, everyone was cutting their own little pumpkin. 

However as you craved a little smile into your pumpkin, a question entered your mind. “Wally?” you asked since he was sitting at your side to help you with your pumpkin. He hummed, absorbed in watching you work on your pumpkin instead of working on his own. “What do we do with the Jack-o’-lanterns when Halloween is over?”

“Oh, we usually just throw them out,” Wally answered calmly, freezing when he saw the horror on your face. 

“You mean we waste them?” you gasped in horror, gazing at the pumpkin with sorrowful eyes. Wally looked at the rest of the team for help, panicked. However, the rest of the team was too amused to offer him any assistance. 

“We…um…I…um,” Wally stammered, not knowing what to say. His cheeks were blushing again, redder than ever. 

“We don’t have to throw them out, (Y/N). We could cut them up afterwards to make pumpkin pie,” M’gann suggested, taking pity on Wally. You and Wally both breathed a sigh of relief, but for different reasons. 

“So, I pick one?” you asked uncertainly as Wally pointed at the aisle filled to the brink with Halloween costumes. You were at the costume store with Wally. The others remained at the cave. Wally had insisted you both go alone after Robin whispered to him about something. You didn’t understand, but you were finding you didn’t understand a lot about these people. 

“Yep, anyone you like,” Wally answered, giving you a charming smile. He blushed, leading you into the aisle. 

You followed, looking at the costumes, frowning when you didn’t recognize most of them. Perhaps you should focus on learning more about Earth culture, you wondered as Wally stopped to see what you were staring at.  

“Um (Y/N), why don’t we look down here?” Wally insisted, pulling you down the aisle. His face was red again. You looked at him confused.

“But Wally, why does the female cop costume consist of barely any clothing?” you asked as Wally choked. 

“I don’t know (Y/N),” Wally stuttered, not meeting your eye. He pulled you towards costumes that would fit your size. You still didn’t recognize any of them until your eyes landed on one you finally knew.

“Robin Hood,” you cried, pulling down the costume. “Can I be Robin Hood, Wally?”

Wally looked at the costume before swallowing hard. “Sure, you can be Robin Hood,” he answered, holding back his comment about how the costume closely resembled Green Arrow. Wally figured if you wanted to be Robin Hood, you could be Robin Hood. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head as he noticed a Little John costume.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Wally began as you studied the Robin Hood costume with fascination. Wally lost his breath for a second when you looked at him with bright eyes. “…do you think I should be Little John?”

You blinked at him. “Then we would be matching?” 

“Yeah,” Wally said cheerily, his face falling slightly when you didn’t react. “People do that on Halloween, (Y/N). People who want other people to know they’re ‘friends’ dress up in costumes that match. It’s called couple’s costumes.” Your face brightened as you absorbed his words.

“Oh, I understand now,” you remarked, grinning at Wally. Wally started blushing again as you continued. “You can be Little John, Wally. Everyone will know we are friends.”

Wally grinned with a hint of something else hidden in his smile. “Yeah, everyone will know.”

Suddenly, before you knew it, you found yourself in your Robin Hood costume walking around Happy Harbor collecting candy from all the houses. Everyone else was dressed up too. Wally was in his Little John costume. The rest of the team kept smirking at him when he appeared in his costume. You thought they were being mean, but Robin insisted it was for a different reason entirely.

Despite your confusion with the actions of the team, you found yourself with a giant canvas bag filled to the brink with candy. It was so heavy, Conner had to carry it for you. Wally didn’t seem too happy about that, insisting you drop off your candy at the cave before everyone went on to the next activity. You agreed, simply because you would find yourself eating too much candy if it stayed with you. 

After trick or treating, Wally dragged you all to a Halloween carnival complete with haunted houses, amusement rides, and games. You all went to the haunted houses first. 

The first house was okay, because the theme was aliens. You and M’gann were giggling the whole time since their idea of aliens was so bizarre. However, in the second house, which was supposed to be insane asylum, you freaked out. 

Everything was fine until you all reached a medical examination room with a doctor ripping the skin off of a living person. You were grossed out by it, but you were fine until the lights suddenly flickered and went out. After standing in the dark for a moment or two, the lights came back on only to find the skinless person standing right in front of you. You screamed, bursting into tears as you spun to cling to the person behind you.

They guided you outside of the haunted house through one of the emergency exits and to a bench a distance away from the house. 

“You are outside now, (Y/N),” Kaldur, the one who you grabbed apparently, soothed as you tried to stop your tears. The rest of the team gathered around you, forming a protective circle around you. 

Wally stood off to the side, seething from the idea you grabbed Kaldur instead of him. After all, he was in front of you, you should have grabbed him first, not Kaldur. Artemis and Rocket noticed his sulking, walking over to talk to him. 

You didn’t notice that however as you finally calmed down. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled, wiping your tears on a napkin Robin gave you.

“It’s okay, (Y/N). I was scared like this the first time I went through a haunted house too,” Zatanna comforted. “Trust me, your reaction was normal.”

“Is it okay if I don’t want to go back in there?” you asked timidly, glancing to see Wally’s brooding with Rocket and Artemis scolding him. “I don’t want Wally to be mad at me, since he went to so much trouble to make sure I get a full experience.” 

The rest of the team looked over at Wally before returning their focus onto you. 

“Oh don’t worry about Wally. He’s just healing his bruised ego,” Robin snickered as your brow furrowed in confusion. “There a lot of other things we could do here.”

Wally perked up at Robin’s words, speeding over to appear at your side with a gust of wind. “So much for secret identities,” Conner commented as the team glanced around to see if anyone noticed Wally’s super speed. 

“Yeah, (Y/N), there is a lot we could do,” Wally exclaimed brightly, making you flinch at the volume of his voice. He grabbed your hand, dragging you away from the team and towards a food stand. “Let’s start with eating. I’m starving.”

You glanced back at the team, not understanding when they simply smiled at you both in amusement. “What about the others?” you asked, uncertainly.

“Oh, they’ll catch up, or get lost,” Wally mumbled before pulling you forward to link arms with you. “After all, I need to make sure you have the best Halloween ever, right?”

“Right,” you replied with a tiny smile as Wally went on to explain the different types of foods. 

The night progressed much better after that as Wally introduced you to new food, carnival games, and amusement rides. Wally even won you a giant ghost plushy. 

Finally, just about when the night was over, Wally dragged you over to the Ferris Wheel. 

“This is a special ride,” Wally explained as you waited in line.

“Why?” you asked, hugging your plush ghost to your chest. You gazed up at the tall ride in wonder. Wally watched your face with adoration. 

“You’ll see when we get to the top,” Wally promised, jumping onto the chair once the ride operator opened the gate. You followed him, sitting down gently on the rocking seat. The bar secured you both inside before it started flying upward. 

You laughed in amazement making a goofy smile appear on Wally’s face. Finally, the ride stopped once you reached the top.

“Wow, you can see everything,” you whispered, awed by all the lights of the city below. 

“Yeah,” Wally coughed, his eyes were resting on you. “Hey (Y/N), do you want to know why this ride is so special?”

“You mean it isn’t because of the view?” you wondered, glancing over at Wally to find his face inches from yours. Suddenly, his lips pressed lightly against yours.

You didn’t know what to do, so you pulled back. Your eyes growing wide as you tried to understand what Wally just did. Wally blushed, frowning when you didn’t react.

“(Y/N)? That was okay, right? You’re not offended or anything?” Wally asked uncertainly, studying you as the ride restarted taking you back down to the bottom. You continued to stare at him, gently touching your lips with your hand. Suddenly, his actions finally made sense.

Giving him a big smile, you leaned towards him to press your lips against his. Wally gasped in surprise before returning the kiss. 

“Hey Wally, quit harassing (Y/N) and get off the ride,” Robin’s voice interrupted, making both you and Wally jump apart. Wally quickly grabbed your hand, dragging you off the ride to meet the rest of the team who were waiting at the ride’s exit. You hid your face into your ghost plushy. 

“Why didn’t Wally just do that in the first place? We would have saved so much time,” Conner remarked before M’gann nudged him in the stomach. 

“Are we ready to depart now?” Kaldur asked, giving Wally an amused smile. 

“Yeah, I think we’re good,” Wally commented, sheepish rubbing the back of his head. Red dusted his cheeks as he glanced over at your hidden face. “Do you feel like you got the full Halloween experience, (Y/N)?”

You giggled before nodding your head. Somehow, you felt that you hadn’t just learned about Halloween. You also learned the art of Earthling romance. 

Ship Meme: Superboy

Gives nose/forehead kisses

One of Connor’s favorite things in the world is to brush the softest, lightest kisses on your face when you’re sleeping. If he wakes you up he loses the game, but even if he wakes you up he usually gets kissed, so it’s win-win either way. That said, the look of absolute wonder on his face when you kiss his cheek is well worth the effort of stretching up on your tiptoes (because statistically he’s probably taller than you)

Gets jealous the most

Hoooooly crap this boy is crazy jealous. He’s a very emotional person in that whatever he’s feeling – be it love, anger, jealousy or happiness – he feels it intensely, to the very core of himself. Obviously that makes it a bit difficult to control, but in all fairness he tries very hard. And it isn’t really all that difficult to make him feel better – just a little cheek kiss or a ‘love you, baby,’ and he’s happy again. Usually.

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive

Actually it’s you – but he’s not drunk, he started a bar fight and needs an extraction. Okay, he didn’t 'start’ the fight exactly. It could be argued that those dumb fratboys started the fight when they started pestering that poor girl who just wanted a solitary drink. Either way, it wouldn’t exactly look good for the League if Superman’s clone/son/little brother was arrested for assault, so you have to get him out of there pretty quick.

Takes care of on sick days

Because he was created to be perfect and is also a Kryptonian, Connor doesn’t get sick. But he does get hurt, sometimes pretty badly, and making sure he’s okay and out of pain is actually something you look forward to – once you can be sure he didn’t die, that is.

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day

Lol, literally dragging Connor anywhere won’t go well for anybody involved (he tends to be…reactive, to say the least), but if you ask very nicely he just might follow you into the water. To absolutely nobody’s surprise, he’s an excellent swimmer. Even less surprising: He looks amazing shirtless.

Gives unprompted massages

He does, and even though he is extraordinarily careful and gentle he’s still good at it, and he never says anything about it – if he sees you wincing from a pulled muscle in your neck or shoulder he’ll just wordlessly reach over and his hands are very big and very warm and it’s just…wonderful. It usually ends up with you resting your head on his chest, breathing in his scent and listening to the steady beat of his heart.

Drives/rides shotgun

Connor doesn’t see the point of learning to drive an ordinary car when he has a pet robot sphere that turns into a flying motorcycle. That said, holding your arms tight around his waist with the wind in your hair and the scent of leather in your nose definitely beats sitting in a car for hours.

Brings the other lunch at work

He does – showing up on his motorcycle and smiling up at you, hoping you’ll be able to snag a few minutes to go to lunch with him (but just in case you can’t he brought a lunch from the cave.)

Has the better parental relationship

Hands down, right off the bat I’m going to say you. Firstly, he’s a clone, so he doesn’t actually have parents – and he shares DNA with Lex Luthor (evil villain) and Superman (awkward and distant.) Although to be fair to Superman, once he decided to look at Connor as little brother rather than a son their relationship has really improved.

Tries to start role-playing in bed

I don’t think he’d quite get it – sex in general isn’t really a big deal for him. Like he’s down with it if you want to but it’s not something he actively seeks out; he’s much more into romance.

Embarrassingly drunk dancer

There have been times – usually involving Wally and Dick – when he’s slumped over, resting his head on one hand, while you’re like, the only ones on the dance floor, singing   obnoxiously loudly to songs you barely know and throwing your arms out. He just sighs and wonders how much he should remind you of when you wake up tomorrow.

Still cries watching Titanic

As stated before, Connor feels things very deeply, and he is absolutely adorable when he cries. It’s kind of a nice change to be the shoulder that gets cried on, and Titanic nights involve lots of Kleenex and shh-hing and hair stroking. And because he has a reputation as Superboy to protect, you make sure to only watch it when the rest of the team is nowhere around.

Firmly believes in couples costumes

Neither of you, really – especially since you spent that one Halloween watching scary movies in the Cave’s rec room instead of going to a party or trick-or-treating.

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas

You do, because he’s very young and, at most, has been giving Christmas gifts for about six years (maximum). He always tries to make it mean something and you save up money for something you know he’ll appreciate – a trip to a place he hasn’t seen yet.

Makes the other eat breakfast

He does – and he can be very dramatic about it too. (“do you want to starve?? what if you just fall over from low blood sugar on the job what then? You can’t just not eat” ’okay Connor relax. I’m eating, alright?’)

Remembers anniversaries

Both of you do, and you like to mark them by, of all things, cooking something together. Granted, it doesn’t always work out, but on big anniversaries you try to clear your schedules and spend the day making, say, french onion souffle or blue macarons.

Brings up having kids

He does, and he’s uncharacteristically shy about it. He says he doesn’t even know if he’s physically capable of fathering a child (being a clone), but if you want to he would love to be a father (whether it’s genetically or by adoption.) And when you nod rapidly with tears stinging your eyes he throws his head back and laughs the most joyful laugh you’ve ever heard.

This Is Halloween

John Laurens x Reader
Words: 577
Okay i have to go get ready for school now, I skipped makeup for this. BUT I REALLY WANTED TO GET THIS DONE.
I’ll be uploading a TJeff and a Phillip imagine at some point today. I’ve just finished holidays and i’m going back to school (so pray for me)
anyway, i’ll talk to you all later!


You sat on your living room couch, watching as John pulled boxes out from the cupboard under the stairs. “Are you sure we have to decorate right now? I mean, we still have a few weeks before Halloween is actually here,” You stated.

John stopped what he was doing, turning around and putting his hands on his hips. “But (Y/N), it’s so close! Soon the pumpkin king will be coming and if we’re not ready, he’ll be shattered,” John said. “I know you’re more excited for Christmas, but please celebrate this holiday with me.”

You sighed, standing up and going over to John. “See, I don’t see the point of it after childhood. People find it weird if you dress up and walk around the neighbourhood as an adult,” You stated, grabbing a bunch of fake jack o lanterns and taking them to the door.

“That is why this year, I had an incredible idea,” John said, smirking. You raised your eyebrow. “What kind of incredible idea?” You asked. “Your incredible ideas usually involve a lot of alcohol and matching costumes when it comes to Halloween.”

“Exactly! So this year I was thinking we’ll hold a Halloween party here, and we can invite all our friends. Except for the ones with kids,” John said.

“So that gets rid of Alexander and Eliza, your best friend and his wife, and Burr and Theodosia,” you stated, opening the door and placing the fake pumpkin lanterns on the steps outside. “C’mon Laurens. Why can’t we just stay here and chill? We can put on those Halloween movies you love so much…”

John walked outside with fake bats, starting to hang them from the veranda roof. “You’re just using this as an excuse to watch Nightmare Before Christmas, because it’s a Christmas movie too. Please (Y/N)? Just for once can we have an amazing Halloween party?” John begged, getting down on his knees in front of you. He pouted, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes.

You put your head in your hands, groaning slightly. “We can do Halloween on one condition,” You said. John stood up quickly, hugging you tightly. “I love you and will go with whatever this condition is!” He exclaimed. “Speaking of which, what is it?”

“Well, two conditions really. I want a Jack Skellington Christmas decoration and, I get to choose the costume this year,” You said. John bit his lip. “But, I always choose the costumes,” He said, biting his lip. You held up your hands. “Take it or leave it, not my choice. But if you leave it, we’re packing up all the decorations,” You stated, going back inside.

“Alright, alright! I give in. You can have the choice of costume. But if you choose anything weird I swear to god…” You laughed, giving John a peck on the cheek. “It’s okay, Laurens. Halloween will be perfect. Trust me,” you said.

“Oh yeah, that reminds me,” John said. He went over to your cd player, putting in the Nightmare Before Christmas cd. He started singing along to This Is Halloween, shaking his bum slightly as he started going through the decorations again. You burst out laughing, sitting on the couch.

“You’re not gonna help?” John asked, pouting. You smiled, shaking your head. “I’m enjoying the show,” You replied.

“How about after I’m done we watch a horror movie? First one to scream has to make dinner?” John asked. You smirked. “You’re on, Laurens.”




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orayanno  asked:

To alien! Taehyung 👀 + which human tradition or past time interests you the most??

Taehyung: hello! i am very happy to answer your question! Our human-y/n has recently introduced us to the net.

Y/n: *nods encouragingly*

Taehyung: it has greatly helped Jimin and I with coming acquainted with human culture! we’ve acquired lots of information on human traditions like Christmas and the one where you dress up for arcane reasons to scare each other for fun?

Jimin: he means Halloween

Taehyung: Halloween! … But Jimin and I want to know more about the one where you put your teeth caves directly over the fleshiest parts of your body, but you do not bite. What is that called?

Y/n: what are you talking ab—oh. Oh. Ohhhhh.

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

Friendly Neighbor- Part 1

Dean Winchester has been your neighbor for the last few years. He’s obnoxious and full of himself, and the two of you have done nothing but compete since he moved in: who has the nicest yard, the best neighborhood barbecues, and the best holiday decorations. Dean has always loved besting you, and letting the rest of the neighborhood know who’s on top.

You hate it.

Until his girlfriend Lisa moves in, and the competition stops. The banter stops, the silly trash talk stops, and Dean seems completely oblivious to you now. Finally!

So why do you miss it? And when you notice Lisa moving out, and don’t see Dean for a couple of weeks after that, why are you so concerned?

Word Count: 1700ish

Warnings: None, yet

Your lawn was in desperate need of attention. The grass was a little too high, and the last two days had been windy enough to blow the first of the autumn leaves to the ground. It made you sigh as you walked to your car, thinking about how you’d have to find the energy to mow and rake the leaves after work today.

And then you remembered that you didn’t. It could wait a couple of days until the weekend if you wanted it to.

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anonymous asked:

Are you really pushing this trans vs Jaden Smith thing over a garbage clickbait article? You know most trans folks just don't care what he wears right? I mean you have to understand that much. I think you want to make something about this.

Well the trans sub culture also claims men dressing in drag for Halloween and the like is an insult to transwomen. So there seems to be something to this. 

Still, would the typical gender identity crowd really accept him not calling himself “non-binary” or “genderqueer” or what have you based on how he dresses?

Also if you click on the name of the author of the article they are trans and only write about trans things. SO… 

Nuke conversation 2

Luke: -shopping in Walmart for groceries with Nick and walks down the Halloween aisle- oh man. Oh man.
Nick: what
Luke: -grabs a pumpkin scented candle- do you see this?
Nick: no stop Luke please you pull this shit every year
Luke: -throws the candles in the cart- you know what this means
Nick: I swear to god Luke don’t
Luke: you know you love it
Nick: I hate you so much
Luke: -buys pumkin everything- you know what’s next
Nick: Luke
Luke: sweater shopping
Nick: NO
Luke: yes -drags nick to various stores finding the ugliest Halloween themed sweaters. Nicks has a black cat and Witch on it, Lukes has pumpkins all over his-
Nick: oh my god Luke oh my god
Luke: you know what else is coming up

They watch the movie for the rest of the night and Luke falls asleep on nick. Their house smells like pumpkin. He looks down at Luke. He is convinced that Luke is a pumpkin. The end.

The Beginning of Magic

Characters: Dean x Reader

Words: 1851

Summary: Dean moves to a new town, and meets the Reader. The two quickly become friends, and discover something special in common.

Part 1 in Magic Series.

Oh my gosh- 300 stories!! I can’t believe I’m already at this point, it’s amazing. Thank you all for reading my stories,. Without you, I wouldn’t be who I am, and I wouldn’t be this far. So thank you. 

In celebration of 300, this is the first part to a new series I’ve wanted to write for so long. It’s a Harry Potter themed fic, in the Harry Potter Universe. I’m planning on posting parts on Saturdays from now on, expect for Halloween. They will be longer, each part eventually focusing on one year at Hogwarts. So, let me know what you think!! Enjoy, and again, thank you!

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