i am excited to pull this costume back out of my closet

The Valkyrie and The Viking

Pairing: Ivar x Reader

Word Count: 3176

Warnings: Smut, language

AN: This is a modern au where Ivar and the reader are both in college. Reader could be considered plus size in this fic. I normally try to stay away from any defining characteristics but I made the reader curvy in this one. Happy Halloween, guys! Feedback is always welcome!

It was finally senior year in college at UMass Boston. Go Beacons!

Your workload was now down significantly from your previous semesters, and you were bound and determined to experience more from college life than studying at the library and hiding yourself in your dorm room while your roommate Vanessa took a more active role in the social aspects of college.

Your major was psychology with a minor in education. You always wanted to be a high school guidance counselor, helping to set young people on their chosen paths. You’ve always been an encouraging and helpful person. You’ve always wanted to help others without thinking much of yourself. That’s probably why your social life is non-existent at the moment and your roommate was all too thrilled to change that as soon as possible, starting with tonight’s Halloween party at the Alpha Gamma Nu fraternity on campus.

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BTS REACTION to S/O crying after a bad prank


He wanted to surprise you because he knew how much you loved halloween. He set up the whole apartment themed with decorations, and even cooked food for you. But, he may have taken it a little far when he asked for Jungkook to dress up as a clown. When you entered the shared apartment with Jin, Jungkook immediately jumped out, making you scream of horror, before quickly falling to the floor and crying. Jin’s eyes turned wide, shouting at Jungkook to move aside. He caught sight of your teary eyes when you looked up, and he sighed, pulling you into his arms as he helped you up.

“I’m so sorry, Jagi, oh my gosh. I didn’t know it was going to scare you that bad.”

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan


Yoongi never really liked pranking, he thought it was too much work and time. But when you pranked him for the first time, scaring him half to death, he decided to call a ‘prank war’. He normally didn’t do these things, but he thought he should give you a ‘taste of your own medicine’. He set everything up, knowing you wouldn’t be home for another hour. He didn’t really do much actually. Just waited for you to pull up in the drive way so he could scare you. He hid around the corner, watching as your car pulled up. He ran towards the driver’s seat, slamming on the window harshly. You screamed loudly to the point where even he heard it, and then quickly started crying after. He was quick to open the door, his eyes wide of surprise. He wrapped his slender arms around your waist, pulling you out of the car and holding you. He kissed the top of your head, rubbing your back.

“Well, now I know not to do pranks anymore.. I love you, Jagi. I’m sorry.”

Originally posted by yoongiyi


Again, Namjoon wasn’t really one for pranks either. So, he didn’t really prank you, he just accidentally scared you. You were listening to music, quietly doing the dishes. You didn’t hear that Namjoon had just gotten home, so when he went to go give you a hug and kiss, you screamed, dropping the dish that you had in your hand out of horror. You were very sensitive to these kinds of things, and he totally forgot. You whipped yourself around, your eyes turning teary as you stared at him. You started crying, and he was quick to wrap his arms around you. He felt absolutely guilty, and wanted to make it all better for you. He hushed you, kissing you sweetly, apologizing over and over again in your ear.

“I’m sorry, baby. I forgot you didn’t like being sneaked up on.”

Originally posted by rapnamu


Our playful little boy loved pranks. He was excited when he set up this scary prank to scare you. He wore a mask from halloween last year that he knew you hated. He didn’t think it would be so bad that you would cry. So, when you walked through the door with a smile on your face, looking for him, he jumped out, making weird noises. You screamed, jumping back, before covering your mouth and tearing up. He laughed, taking off the mask, still not realizing you were sobbing. But the second he saw, his eyes were wide with fear as his first instinct was to protect you. He ran towards you, pulling you in his tight embrace.

“Oh, shit, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you that bad, I didn’t know you were going to cry. I am so sorry, Y/N.”

Originally posted by parkjiminer


You were starting to worry when Jimin didn’t call at his normal time to check up on you. You frowned, thinking he wasn’t going to be home tonight. Suddenly, you heard the front door open. You called for him, his name softly leaving your lips. He almost felt guilty for giving you a scare like this. But he felt extra playful that day, and wanted to surprise you with roses and chocolates. It just so happened to be in the most terrifying way. You decended towards the living room, frowning further when you saw nothing. You turned around, and noticed someone was behind you. You screamed, pushing the person away from you as you cried. Jimin was taken out of surprise as he dropped the roses and chocolates, rushing towards you to comfort you.

“Oh my gosh, Y/N! I am so sorry! Shit, fuck.. I love you, baby.. I’m sorry.”

Originally posted by jikookdetails


He’s a cliché boy, and we all know it. He likes having the cliché romance things. So, when he saw you standing there, listening to music loudly in your shared bedroom while putting clothes away, he wanted to surprise you in one of those ‘cliché’ ways by putting his hands over your eyes and saying ‘guess who?’. But, it obviously didn’t work out as planned. When he covered your eyes, you were quick to whip your body around and wack the person behind you. You saw that it was Taehyung, and you started to cry. He leaned over in pain, before immediately picking himself up the second he saw you cry. He wrapped his arms around you, making you sob further.

“Shit, I’m sorry, baby..”

Originally posted by cutae-hyungie


He’s a playful little bunny. He thought it would be a fun idea to prank you with scary shit. His extra ass would even go as far as getting a costume to scare you. He placed on the costume (probs the bunny costume lmao) and hid himself so he could jump out. You were walking in your shared room, taking off your jacket when you heard someone jumping out of the closet. You screamed, your loud, high pitched voice ringing in his ears as he fell to the floor. His eyes went wide as he took off the top of the costume so he could properly see you. You were sobbing on the floor, shaking as he started to approach you. His soft, gentle voice broke through the terror, and you looked up at him with teary eyes.

“Hey, baby, I’m sorry.. I-I didn’t know it was going to scare you that bad.”

Originally posted by jengkook

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BTS reaction: them finding out that you used to dress up as a Disney princess for kids.

Anon requested:

Hellooo can you do a BTS reaction where they find out you used to dress as Disney princesses for kids because they found all your outfits hidden in a box?


Originally posted by bwiseoks

Jin loves Disney princesses. So when he learns that his favorite girl in the entire girl used to be one he would be extremely excited. 

One day, after finding all of your outfits in a box, he told you that the two of you needed to talk. You were worried at first, because you thought it was something serious, but instead he just started yelling:

“Why didn’t ever tell me that you used to be a Disney princess! I love Disney princesses!”

You laughed, “I just didn’t know how you would react…”

“Are you kidding me?!” he smiled, “You can’t more perfect than this!”


Originally posted by sugaswagdaddy

Suga was very confused when he first found your costumes in that old box, as he was helping you clean up. He never expected that someone like you would dress up as a Disney princess for children - you just didn’t seem like that kind of person. He would also be very confused about why you didn’t tell him…

“[Y/N]!” You heard Suga’s voice from your bedroom.

“Yes?” You asked, walking in and sitting down next to him.

“Umm…what’s this” He asked, holding your blue Cinderella costume in front of you.

“Well…I ummm…used to dress up as a Disney princess for little kids…”

“Why did never tell me?” he asked raising an eyebrow. 

You shrugged and he laughed. 

“I always knew there was something very….royal about you!”


Originally posted by bangtan

Jhope was helping you clean up your closet when he stumbled upon an old wooden box. When he opened it he found a Belle costume that was exactly your size. He was confused at first but he quickly realized what it was and a small smile showed up on his face. Just the idea of you dressing up as  Disney princes alone made him extremely happy. 

Hoseok quickly took the dress and ran down the stairs to where you were. 

“Hey, love!” He grinned at you, pulling out the costume from behind his back, “Do you think maybe you can dress up and preform something for me?”

You laughed at his request, “Are you serious? Why?”

“Pleeeease!! I want to see you!” He begged and you rolled your eyes taking the costume from his hands.


Originally posted by trash-for-bangtan

Namjoon would find something incredibly…amazing at the thought of you dressing up as a Disney princess. When he first finds one of your costumes he would just stare at it for a few minutes, imagining the way your body would look in it and smiling to himself. 

When you walked in to find him kneeling on the floor holding the costume in his hands and looking at it with such adoration you couldn’t help but smile. 

“Umm…Joonie what are you doing?” You asked.

“Oh, nothing.” He laughed, “Just thinking about how lucky I am to be dating a princess.”


Originally posted by jimiyoong

Jimin would start giggling when he finds your old costumes, the thought of you dressing up as a Disney princess was, for some reason, incredibly finny to him. But he would also find it extremely cute and sweet. 

He didn’t tell you that he found the costumes at first, until later that night, as you were eating dinner he asked out of nowhere:

“So I was wondering…Would you maybe like to cosplay sometimes? Like you’ll be a Disney princess and I’ll be your prince? I know that you already have a princess costume, we just need to find me one…”

“Wait, what?” You interrupted him, shocked. 

“I’m serious!” He smiled.


Originally posted by jimiyoong

As soon as Taehyung found the old Snow White costume in your closet, he knew exactly what he had to do. 

Five minutes later, he was standing in front of you, in a Snow White costume, with a wig and even some make up on. When you tried to question what was happening he just shushed you and handed you his phone. 

“Don’t question anything, just accept my alter ego and take some photos, because I look amazing right now.” He said, completely serious. 

You started laughing and then spent a good 20 minutes taking pictures of Tae in your Snow White outfit. After that the two of you had a conversation about why you never told him that you used to dress up as a Disney princess. 


Originally posted by bangtan

Jungkook would be the most mature, normal and supportive about it. He would just simply ask you why you had the costume and why you never told him about it. 

He would love it though and ask you if you want to do it again and why you stopped dressing up in the first place. 

“That’s so cool, baby! But if you loved it so much then why did you stop?”

Dadzawa and Shinson ficlet: In Your Image

So, I decided to write some Dadzawa and Shinson blurbs on tumblr that won’t be able to make it into Flourish (simply because I have way too many ideas and want/need the fic to flow well). I’ll post a few of those ideas that don’t make it into the fic here as little ficlets. 


Summary: Celebrating Hero Day in 1st grade, Hitoshi wants to go to school dressed up as his favorite hero: Eraserhead. Aizawa, obviously very touched that his son looks up to him so much, can’t help but worry that Hitoshi will be picked on – seeing as how he’s a relatively unknown, underground hero that avoids the media at all costs. 

However, he simply can’t resist those pleading eyes that melt his heart.

(Under the cut, so I don’t clog anyone’s dash!)

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The Joker (Jared Leto) x Reader-  “Trick or Threat?”

For Halloween, you and Jared like to borrow kids from your friends and go “Trick or Treat” with them. It’s been a tradition for a while but this year is a little bit different: your boyfriend decided to surprise you with something he knows you will love and he has no idea you have a little something for him also.

You rush down the stairs, eager to open the door: he probably forgot his keys again. Jared wasn’t home when you woke up and sent just a short text:

“Be back around 12pm,” with a heart emoji.

You open the door and freeze:

“Trick or threat?” the husky voice asks and you are stunned.

“Oh my God, Jared ! Why didn’t you tell me?! I would have been Harley!”

“Who the fuck is Jared, woman?!” he growls and you giggle. “Are you cheating on me?!” and J uses his cane to open the door wider and walks inside the house, groping you in the process.

You’ve been begging him to be The Joker for Halloween all year and he refused, saying it’s too exhausting.

“Baby, you really should have told me,” you approach and he looks around, snarling.

“Fancy house, you sure are sooo spoiled,” he ignores your complaint, stopping in the middle of the living room. Jared is wearing your favorite outfit from the movie: the black pants and white shirt from the club scene. You adore it because you think it makes his perfect butt stand out. You get on your toes and wrap your arms around his neck, frantically kissing him.

“Thank you,” you caress the green hair, smiling. “You know I have a kink for your Joker.”

“Watch the make-up, honey. They’ve been getting me ready since 6 this morning,” Jared suddenly emerges for a few moments.

“Oops, sorry,” you back out and he spanks you.

“I’m joking, Princess, Daddy likes it,” and he kisses you again while you can’t stop laughing. “Did you decide on a costume yet?”

“No, I keep on debating. Come on Jared, help me decide,” you jump off his arms, dragging him upstairs.

“Who the hell is this Jared?!” he gets pissed, in character again.

“Nobody you should be worried about, Mister J,” you play along, thrilled he did this for you: if this isn’t love, then you certainly don’t have a clue about it.

“Then why are you wearing this skimpy little nightgown, hm? Was he just here and you had fun with him? I’m gonna kill the bastard!” the tirade continues as you enter the master bedroom upstairs.

“Nooo, let’s not kill him,” you plead, pointing towards the three outfits on the bed. “We might need him later. Sit down and I will get dressed, then tell me what you think, ok?”

“Hurry up Doll, I don’t have all day!” the feistiness kicks in and it gives you a boost of energy.

“Of course, Mister J !” you grab the first item and run inside the walk- in closet to change. After you’re done, you step out and your sexy presence is greeted with a whistle of admiration and purring.

“So you like it…Daddy?” you wink, licking your lips.

“Don’t play with my emotions, you evil woman!” The Joker snarls, talking deep breaths.”I have a thing for nurses.”

“Oh, I know,” you zip down your top, tossing it in his lap.

“You’re wicked, “ he concludes, enjoying the striptease show.

“Oh, I know,” you repeat, now in just your bra and panties, grabbing the second outfit and try to get away but he snatches you and starts kissing every piece of skin he can get his lips on. “Bad Mister J,” you enjoy the pampering then manage to escape. “You told me to hurry up so be patient.”

“Patient?! What does that mean?!” J gets worked up, and you chuckle, getting dressed with the second outfit.

“Taaaa-daaaa,” you come out and he’s standing by the dresser.

“Wooow, Cat Woman! Look at those curves: I approve,” Jared grins and the silver teeth make you weak in the knees. There is something else standing out.

“Are those socks in there or are you just very happy to see me, baby?” you slowly come closer, staring at his crotch.

“They’re socks,” he adjusts his gold chains, grinning.

“Let me see,” you unbutton his pants, stick your hand in there and…pull out a pair of folded socks. You burst out laughing, amused.

“You’re so goofy,” the laughing continues as you pull out… a second pair of socks.

Jared tries not to laugh.

“That’s it, no more socks, the rest is natural,” he whispers in your ear. “Daddy saved it all for you, Pumpkin.”

“Are you taking advantage of the fact that I worship your Joker?” you jump in his arms, pecking his neck tattoo.

“Totally,” Jared shamelessly admits, heading towards the bed with the sweet burden of his existence.

“Are you sure your make-up and tattoos will be allright?” you double check because you are aware how long it takes to get him ready.

“I’m sure; they’re made to last for hours.”

“Don’t you want to see my 3rd outfit?”

“Nope, you can be Cat Woman,” he mumbles, placing you on the bed and has one more question while impatiently undressing you. “You still didn’t answer: trick or threat?” Jared purrs when you take off his shirt.

Threat !” you moan when his hands go down your waist, cupping the side of your thighs.

“Mmmm, good girl,” that devilish smirk and the blue eyes make you lose it. “Let’s see…I’m gonna steal you from that Jared guy and have my way with his woman all over this house.”

“Sounds more like a treat,” you sigh and squeal when he bites your lip.

“Depends how you look at it Doll,” he grumbles and you dig your nails in his back. “So who do you want: Jared or The Joker, huh?” J licks your swollen lip, finding your fascination with his character irresistible.

“Both, “ you are fast to reply. “Can you take turns?” and you seem so excited and desperate there is no other choice.

“You’re such a perv, woman!” he snickers. “Exactly my type.”

The sentence makes you eagerly scratch his soft skin and the request is quick to follow:

“The Joker first, please.”

“No problem, Kitten,” and he cracks his neck, prompting a very enthusiastic scream from your part.


You already went to a couple of houses with Jake and Sarah into a new neighborhood. They are siblings: the little boy is 4 and the girl is 5, aka Spiderman and Cinderella. You ”borrowed” them from your friends for a couple of hours for some Halloween fun like you always do.

“Trick or treat?” the children inquire when the door they knocked at opens up.

“Treat!” and they are offered a bunch of candy they stash in their bags.

“Duuudddee!!” the guy exclaims when he sees Jared. “You look like The Joker; perfect cosplay, you really look like him!”

“Thank you,” he puckers his lips, amused.

“Hold on, my wife loves The Suicide Squad Joker. Honnneey!… Emma !! Hey! You gotta see this!”

“What is it?” you hear the woman’s voice and she is mesmerized as soon as she sees him.

“Jesus, you look like Mister J ! Can we take a picture?” she keeps on fangirling.

“Of course,” he agrees, the comment pleasing him.

“I thought Jared did an amazing job as The Joker! I am so obsessed with him. Sorry babe,” she addresses the husband when he rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, he wasn’t too bad,” Jared flashes his smile for the picture and now she wants another one with both of you.

“Not too bad?! He was phenomenal!!!” she keeps on praising and it makes you happy.


More walking around, more candy.

“Hey, Joker !!” a bunch of young guys dressed as Hobbits shout in your direction.“Where’s Harley, man?!”

“On vacation!” Jared yells back and it prompts laughter. “I have a bad Kitty with me instead!”

“Hot Kitty !!!” one of them yells and the others start howling.

You hold on to Jared’s hand, chuckling while he admonishes:

“Watch it !!! This is my Kitty, find your own!”

More laughter while they distance themselves from your small group. The kids are already ringing the doorbell from another house.

“Oh, “ the lady gasps in surprise when she notices you two waiting for the cute heroes to return by your side. “ You sure have great costumes! I have to admit that Leto butchered The Joker though,” she nods her head in denial, dropping sweets in the bags.

“Such a lack of talent,” Jared sarcastically admits. You want to say something but he squeezes your waist, signaling you not to.

“Indeed! I can’t believe how bad he was,” she goes on and you are getting irritated.

“The worst ever!” J agrees and you frown more.


“Why are you silent?” Jared intertwines his fingers with yours, awaiting on a reply.

“That lady annoyed me,” you sulk and he kisses your hand.

“I don’t care, I’m used to it. You like my Joker and that’s good enough,” Jared smiles but you know the negative comments hurt, especially after he worked so hard on the character. Contrary to what some people believe, he is human after all. “Speed up, those kids are far ahead.”

More walking, more chocolate, more candy…

“These stilettos are horrible,” the uncomfortable grimace on your face lets him know.“We’ve been walking around for two hours, I’m kind of done.”

“Just a couple more houses and then we can return our rental offsprings, ok?” J negotiates and you agree.

“Fine, but no more than that; I can barely walk.”

“Must be because you had too much fun having sex with two guys in the same time,” he snorts, teasing.

You lift your shoulders up, your cheeks burning under the mask:

“Can’t help it ! A girl has to have her fun.”

“Daddy will show you more fun after we get home, hm?” the hot breath on your neck gives you goosebumps.

“If you insist…” you pretend to be indifferent but the anticipation is making you impatient. “Can we hurry up?”

“Yeah, no problem,” he pinches your butt through the skin-tight latex suit while Jake and Sarah knock on another door.

“Get out of here: it’s my nemesis!” he turns his attention towards the young boy dressed as Batman coming out of the house to hand out candy with his dad. The 7 year old stares with his mouth open: he glances at Jared, then at The Joker action figure in his hand, then back to Jared, then back to his Joker action figure.

“Amazing cosplay, man!” his father laughs and Jared kneels by his son, entertained.

“Are you following me around, Mister Batsy?” he asks and Batman’s eyes get big. “We are actually friends, you know that, right?”

The boy can’t make a sound, just nods a yes, captivated.

“Here, a token of my friendship,” Jared takes one of his bracelets off, placing it around the kid’s wrist. “Shake hands?”

“U-hum,” the child agrees and your heart melts.

“Awwww,”  you sigh, touched by the scene unfolding in front of your eyes.

“What do you say for the gift?” the dad has to intervene in order for his son to remember his manners.

“Thank you Mister Joker,” the shy voice speaks up and it makes you teary thinking about something you found out this morning you didn’t share with him yet.


“Trick or treat?” you step in the bedroom, wearing something he finds super seductive: two strings, held together by some kind of loop, then your breasts hardly covered by a few more strings and one small bow miraculously still in place. All pink.

“Holy shit, honey! Definitely a treat!” Jared decides on the spot, already in bed, fidgeting with his boxers.

“I was hoping you’re gonna say that,” you crawl in bed, holding something behind your back. “Here’s your treat,” you casually show him the positive pregnancy test and he fights with himself in order to contain the overwhelming happiness.

“This…this is the best treat I ever got in my entire life!” Jared confesses, not being able to maintain character; he still has the make-up and tattoos: they won’t be removed until tomorrow morning when he will drop by the studio.

You nervously blink and start crying, already worried about everything.

“Why are you crying, hm?” he caresses your face and you sniffle when your forehead gets kissed. “This is truly the best news. We don’t have to borrow kids for Halloween anymore, right? I mean, we still can so we can have a crowd,” he takes the pregnancy test out of your fingers, studying the red positive marking for a few seconds.“But…who’s the father?”

“What?!” you rub your eyes, waiting to hear about an over the top assumption for sure.

“Is it me or The Joker? You sleep with both, how do we know?”

This is enough to alleviate the tension and your body relaxes, a big smile appearing on your lips: Jared was counting on it since he noticed how anxious you were.

“I’m not sure…” you answer, watching him hide the test under his pillow.

“Stop fooling around, woman,” The Joker takes over, helping you get on top of him.“You know I’m possessive and jealous!”

“Are you?”

“Extremely! Now give me my other treat!” he yanks your hands away so you can get really close to him. He notices the hesitation. “What now?”

“Can I…can I have my Jared?”

“Ughh, you’re killing me, Y/N,” Jared complains, his voice returning to normal.

“The Joker can wait for his turn, I still want him,” you pull on his bottom lip and he debates.

“For the record, this is harder than any movie script, do you understand?” your boyfriend really wants to emphasize his hardship.

“I think there’s something else that’s harder,” you taunt, grinding against him.

“I swear no socks are involved,” J laughs and you giggle, tracing his jaw line.

“Certainly not,” you kiss him and whisper in his ear: “Are you excited we’re going to be parents?”

Jared’s hands hold you so tight you can’t move.

“I’m so happy…” he whispers back and lifts your chin up so you can look at each other.“But are you asking me or The Joker?”

“Both,” you humor him.

“I’m happy and he feels cocky because he’s a stud and he got the confirmation he can impregnate everything that moves!” the speech makes you laugh like crazy as you slide off Jared, snuggling to his neck in the process.

“You’re such an idiot and I love you to death,” Jared hears as he pulls on all those strings you’ve been teasing him with since you showed up in the bedroom.

“Daddy will punish you for being so disrespectful!” The King of Gotham makes his presence known once more and you protest.

“I said I want my Jared !”

“Don’t care! I’m the one doing all the difficult work here: I have to act, I have to have sex, I have to satisfy my demanding woman, I have to pay attention to all the details, I have to…”

You cover his mouth.

“Fair enough, baby,” the lecture is abruptly interrupted by your candid acceptance and he grins, victorious, while switching off the light. You gasp, enticed: the green toxic hair glows in the dark.

“You like this new turn on my Joker?” he wants to know as he tears the flimsy strings apart one by one.

“This is soooo cool!” you run your fingers through it. “It’s very Halloween-ish,” and his rough kiss leaves you breathless.

“Shut up and let me enjoy my treat, woman!” J growls and your comeback delights him:

“I’ll do whatever you say, Mister Joker.”



dazzling-roaring-20s  asked:

Can I get an Imagine with Juice. Where she persuades him to go to a convention and they dress up. She dresses in a sexy outfit and Juice gets irritated when guys look at her. Maybe end in smut? <3 love your writing boo!!

Originally posted by stilinski-ortiz

A/N: I hope you enjoy it dear! Thank you for being a huge supporter  ❤️! The costumes will be at the ending of the imagine! I went with DC themed Character! (Posion Ivy & El Diablo)


Posion Loving:

“Please Juan! You promised me would go! Please baby, pleaseeeeeeee” you said now holding your hands in a pray motion as you were on your knees looking up at your boyfriend you let of a sigh and nodded “Fine. We’ll go, only thing is I don’t have a costume to wear.” He said as if that was going to stop you from getting anything you wanted. You ran into your room giddy with happiness that he agreed to go to the convention, you grabbed his costume from the back of your closet and ran back to him “Here you go. I made it myself, I hope you like it.. just don’t look at it now, look at it the day of, promise me?” You asked looking at him as he smiled and nodded his head kissing you lightly as he took the costume.

“This thing is tomorrow babe, you’re sure there’s nothing I can do to convince you otherwise?” He groaned softly not truly wanting to go this year but you shook your head must to his dissatisfaction “Oh and you have to come to my house early so I can finish up the costume.” You said smiling as he rolled his eyes “Alright that’s my cue to leave. I love you babe.” He said kissing you head softly before he walked out of your house leaving you with a smirk on your face because you were planning to put him through hell.

As the day began you heard a rapid knock on your door as you opened it you saw your creation standing before you “Really? El Diablo? You trying to say something?” He asked raising his hands causing you to laugh, he looked amazing in the blue jersey jacket it suited him in a bad boy kind of way but not bad enough to look like he could kill anyone. “Sit in the chair while I touch you up and make sure your face paint matches his in the movie.” You said grabbing your alcohol based paints and brushes straddling his lap as you began to work. He grabbed onto your hips “Oh baby, if it gets you in this position then work away.” He said grabbing your hips tighter. You began painting softly outlining his face to make sure everything was correctly placed as you looked at several pictures for reference.

About an hour and a half later he was finally complete and resembling El Diablo very well aside from the Mohawk. “Baby, you’re not dressed, but here I am ready.” He said rubbing your sides as you stood in front of him “Oh my costume is simple, nothing crazy.” You said as you smirked going to your room to change and apply a light touch of makeup, you had just finished sweeping the last coat of red on your lips when Juice entered your room. “What the hell is that?” He said looking down at your costume in pure anger, you shrugged and winked “I’m the poison in your heart baby.” You said grabbing a long cardigan to ease some of his worry the long green fabric was soft on your bared skin.

He didn’t bother protest any further because he knew if he did you would’ve been pissed because he knew you really wanted to go, so he pushed his anger aside for your happiness. You had hopped off his bike when you had finally reached the convention, you fixed your flower crown on your head and as you raised your arms your cardigan opened a bit more to show your body, you had heard whistling from the side of you and just as you snap your neck in the direction Juice grabbed you by your waist “Ay! You got a fucking problem?” He yelled pulling you closer as the guy ran inside the convention “Damn baby, just cause you look like El Diablo doesn’t mean you have to go off like him too.” You said turning around to fix his jacket “I already fucking regret this.” He said taking your hand in his as you both walked inside the convention to see all the different booths and cosplayers.

You passed all of the booths that held no interest to you or Juan, but you both came to a sharp halt when he spotted an area for Call of Duty and then he pulled his famous puppy eyes until you caved into letting him play for a bit causing he to kiss you rapidly due to the excitement. He had been seated next to a few other players but before the fame had even commendence he pulled you down on his lap and making sure you were comfortable “Gotta have my good luck charm.” he said as he caged you in his arms holding his controller out in front of you causing you to smile kissing his forehead.

About 30 minutes later (5 rounds) Juice had been seated with pure joy seeing as he came out in first place “That’s my nerd boy.” you said bending down slightly to kiss him only your lips did not meet as he was nowhere near you anywhere, his hands were wrapped onto some guy’s neck “Say that shit one more time. I didn’t fucking here you.” Juice said in a low and dangerous tone, so low that if you weren’t looking at him you would’ve thought he would’ve been Happy. “You see that girl right there? Huh? She’s mine and thanks to this convention I am going to take her home and fuck her brains out.” he sneered dropping the guy on the floor not giving him a second glance as he marched towards you throwing you over his shoulder without any questions.

Silence had surrounded the air around you two as Juice sped home, still visibly heated about today’s events. You had reached your house, as you got off of his bike he said nothing to you all he did was stare at you overlooking your costume making you feel small in his eyes “You like the attention you got huh baby? Made you feel hot? Made you feel wanted?” he asked stalking towards you causing you to panic “No Juan, why the hell would you think that?” you said standing tall and strong “Oh baby, do I not make you feel loved? Make you feel wanted? Is that why you dressed so sexy today? Cause you feel unappreciated?” he said softly stroking your hair confusing you, he then grabbed a good amount and balled it up only tugging your head so your eyes met his “Baby. You are a gem, a sexy outfit isn’t why I love you.” he said letting your hair go slapping your ass causing you to smirk walking into your house knowing what was coming next.

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The Princess and the Robins

Prompt: The reader is the daughter of Oliver Queen. Because he has to work late the reader will spent a day at the Wayne Manor with Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian and Alfred. She is around six years old, but do not let her age fool you, she is quite smart!!

A/N: It is finally here! I hope you enjoy it. As always feel free to make a request and suggest/comment! As you know, I am open to reviews. 

Word count: 1,981!

Warnings: None

Word keys:

Y/n: Your name

“Olly olly oxen free” : Catchphrase used to indicate that players who are hiding can come out into the open without losing the game.

“Welcome” Bruce said welcoming you and your father into the manor. 

“Hi, Bruce” Your father said “Thanks for helping me with y/n” He looked down and you were hiding behind him.

“No problem “ He smiled “Hey y/n, how are you?” 

You looked at him with your eyes wide open and smiled shyly.

“She is still having problems with talking to other people…” Your father said and softly patted your head. 

“I don’t think that will be a problem” He laughed 

“Whatever you need or if something happens call me” 

“It is going to be ok, remember we have Alfred” Bruce laughed 

“Now princess, behave. Ok?” He smiled and gave you a kiss “You will be with uncle bruce and I will pick you up tomorrow in the morning. I love you kiddo” 

“Oliver, she will be ok” He tried not to laugh at your father “Y/n, please come in” He smiled and you said goodbye with your hands and enter the manor.

“Let’s eat some breakfast, shall we?” He smiled at you and you nodded and smiled widely.

You entered the kitchen and saw Alfred and smiled. “Welcome miss.Y/n” He said and smiled “We have pancakes for breakfast with chocolate milk, is that ok?” You nodded quickly. “Perfect” He said and served two pancakes and the chocolate milk. 

You started eating and saw Bruce sitting on the other side of the table, then you saw Dick entering the room.

“Little Y/n!” He said surprised and really happy. You smiled and said hi with your hand really fast “How are you?” You raised your hand and made a thumbs up. “Great, me too!” He smiled and sat next to you.

Then Jason came in and saw you, he was smoking and you frowned and covered your nose.

“Jason put that out” Bruce said 

“Only because ‘lil y/n does not like it” He replied and after he ash it. 

“Y/n is here?” Tim said as he entered the room and the moment he saw you he smiled and sat next to you and in front of Dick “Hey!” You waved your hand and smiled again

“TT, Who is y/n?” An unknown voice said and an boy joined.

“Damian, this is y/n, she is daughter of Oliver Queen” Bruce said introducing you

You smiled and waved.

“Oh, hi” He said with a monotone voice “May I ask why is she here?” 

“You just did” Tim said.

“She is going to stay for the night, her father is going to work late and he needs someone to take care for her” Bruce smiled.

“So…babysit” Damian replied and looked at you and his brothers were talking to you and you replied like if you were playing charades. “Doesn’t she know how to talk?” He said confused.

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when i was 6 years old my 16 year old sister and her friend babysat me one night and that Stephen King ‘It’ miniseries was airing as a back-to-back event thingy and they made me watch the entire thing with them and it mentally scarred me for the rest of my life to a literally ridiculous degree 

i couldn’t be left alone to take a shower or bath bc the drain on the tub didn’t have a grate over it and there was a scene where Pennywise like..pulls open a shower drain loony-toons style with claymation and shit so i was 100% convinced that Pennywise was going to open the drain and pull me down so for the next three years my mom had to sit on the floor while i showered otherwise i’d have a hysterical panic attack about clowns sucking my bath toys into the sewers

and one time we went to a cony island-type restaurant that brought a balloon to the tables with kids (or i guess if someone just really wanted one) and i could see the waitress coming down the isle with one and started hyperventilating and my mom whipped her head around and saw what i was freaking out about and had to run over to this poor waitress and explain ‘my kids a moron whos afraid of balloons please do not’

i had to be persuaded to walk over the curb because i was Very Sure Pennywise was going to grab my ankles from the sewer openings so i would either walk really far down the sidewalk to be out of grabbing range or i’d jump from the edge of the curb to be as far from the sewer as i could be and run to the other side 

one of my distant relatives had gotten me a beautifully crafted porcelain faced clown stuffed figure about half my height for my birthday one year,it seriously must have cost a bunch, but i didn’t find out about it until months later bc my mom hid it in the coat closet and forgot so when i went to grab my fall shoes out of the closet IT WAS THERE FUCKING LOOKING OUT AT ME FROM THE SHADOWS BETWEEN THE COATS and i screamed bloody murder and TOOK THE FUCK OFF OUT THE FRONT DOOR sobbing and freaking out and my mom comes running with a knife thinking there was a kidnapper or something then see’s the doll in the closet and has to go retrieve her moron child from the front lawn and explain i had to pretend i loved the gift bc it was from a family member and my mom didn’t have the heart to tell her i hated clowns

i think she donated it to another family member bc i’ve never seen it again

this fear also extended to anyone in a full-body costume. the kind that totally obscures their face like even a sports mascot or something. so one year we’re at this neat ‘winter village’ christmas place and walk out of the candy shop and i see a dude in a shitty snowman outfit and got so scared i pulled my mom back into the candy shop with such force i nearly dislocated her arm and it took 15 minutes of convincing to get me to RUN FULL SPEED to the car and throw myself in the backseat. 


 they had some amount of fame in the small town they did ‘clowning’ in. like my grandpa even got in the local news paper for his contributions to city events and shit. they where both Very Sad that i had an all encompassing fear of clowns, and one year for my birthday they had a super great idea (not sarcastic, it was actually a great idea) to have me sit in the makeup room with them while they did their clown makeup, wigs, and costumes for my party. see! great idea! the whole time i was totally fine, at first when the greasepaint went on i was a little unsettled but they talked and joked with me the whole time and by the time they where ready to put on their costumes and my mom came to take me to sit at The Super Special Birthday Table everyone had breathed a sign of relief that i was Officially Cured of Clown Hate.

 ten minutes go by

i am all smiles and happy and yay birthday! when my grandpa and uncle both come out in full clown costume no one expected my little child brain to revert back to Absolute Primal Terror Mode as i started crying and slid under the table to cower and hide. my poor poor grandfather tried to get me out from the under the table and im told i almost broke his nose.

they tried so hard. they did their best. but my brain would not accept these impostors as my uncle and grandfather. i think that was the moment my family was entirely convinced i had a Problem and clowns where forever banned from my vicinity. 

so i am extremely excited for the new It movie to come out even if it turns out to be a total shit stain of a movie i am legit very stoked for it and my entire family is VERY NOT 

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 99: The Convention

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 99: The Convention

Pairing:  Captain Swan

Rating: T

Summary:  A series of unrelated, fluffy one shots featuring  Killian Jones and Emma Swan and the relationship that makes us all  swoon. Will contain both canon and AU stories. My contribution to  Operation Rainbow Kisses and Unicorn Stickers (aka, my attempt to drown  out the season 4 finale angst with ridiculous levels of fluff.)

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CS Genre:  CS future fic

Killian scanned the auditorium warily as he found their seats and stepped back for Henry and Swan to step into the row before him.  He grimaced as he noticed the fourth person that day dressed in a ridiculous curled wig and mustache.  To a man, they wore bright red great coats, large brimmed hats trimmed with feathers so big he’d never be caught dead in them.

To be sure, there were others in odd attire as well.  Girls in long white nightgowns and mobcaps.  Boys dressed in green with small green hats on their heads, women dressed vaguely like Tink had back in Neverland.

No wonder Swan had insisted he attire himself in his full pirate regalia before they left home this morning.

“But Swan,” he’d said, as she pulled his large, black great coat and red vest from the closet, “we’re traveling to the Land Without Magic outside of Storybrooke, love.  Won’t this method of dress draw undo attention?”

“Trust me, Killian,” she’d said with a secret smirk.  “You’ll look positively normal where we’re going.  Besides…I thought they ought to see what the real thing looks like.”

“What the devil does that mean?”

But Swan had no intention, it would seem, of enlightening him further.  And so, the three of them had piled into her bug and traveled to a town outside of Boston, headed for an event called a “Disney Convention.”

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reunion falls full script

so…. i think it’s about time to face the music that there is no way in Heck im ever going to be able to draw out all the stuff i have written for rfalls. i mean, there is boatloads of dialogue here. i dont even have the time right now to work on my own webcomic, let alone a fancomic. but i figure, hey, this silly little thing has a lot of fans, maybe they would appreciate seeing the drafts i had planned! and maybe they’d even like to take a crack at drawing some of it themselves!

and this isnt me giving up, either! i’d still really love to draw a ton of this. when i can find time, i’ll totally try! and i’m still going to finish sock opera and the backstory comic. but yknow. the people have been waiting long enough. so here’s a comprehensive list of all the notes and dialogue ive written so far, organized by “episodes”.

(it’s long. really freakin long)

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Shownu One Shot


Authors note: Shownu’s background story that follows my Minhyuk fic

Summary: you are a single mom of three boys, left to fend for yourself when your husband died in an uprising. He had been Shownu’s best friend and he had promised to help you out. You would never accept your feelings for him though. It seemed like you weren’t being faithful to your late husband.

Word count: 1900-ish

 “Uncle Shownu!” the boys screamed as they opened the door to allow him entry into the chaotic house with three boys and their stressed out single mother. 

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A Pirates Life for Me (2)

Pairing: Ivar x Reader

Word Count: 3539

Warnings: None for this chapter

Authors Note: Here is Chapter 2. There’s 12 chapters in total! Feedback please…I’m kind of a whore for it!

Chapter 1

Originally posted by taleofragnarssons

When Gwen awoke, she was in her own bed and could tell by the shadows on the wall that the sun had almost set. How long have I been asleep? she wondered. Images raced in her mind. She saw swords flashing, and the handsome face of the Count staring back at her. She saw the deep-set eyes of LeVelant and the angry look of Lord Bard coming toward her. She saw Elizabeth’s eyes grow wide and saw her point at the wall. Then her memories made her wince. She remembered the whole scene, and what had happened next. She couldn’t believe that she had really climbed the rope the entire way to the ceiling beam. That was when everything went blank.  “I must have passed out,” she said aloud.

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You’re Perfect

Summary: Reader is feeling a little insecure before a big party, but Bucky tells her everything he loves about her body. Based on this request by @isoldmysoulforthisblog

Can I make a request? I’ve realized that there aren’t a lot of body worship Bucky x Reader fics so I was wondering if you could write something where the reader is insecure about their body and Bucky just tells them how much he loves their body… Thanks darling 💫

Bucky x reader. FLUFF. Word count: 1,115

TW: body insecurity

A/N: I loved writing this, and hope you love reading it!

“I just don’t wanna go, okay? Do I really need to give you an explanation Bucky?” you asked as you pulled laundry from your hamper and carefully hung it up in your closet. Bucky sat on your bed watching, arms crossed, with confusion plastered across his face.

“Well, doll. You kinda do need to explain. Is it me? Did I say something? Do something? I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t want to go to Tony’s party. Everyone is gonna be there!” said Bucky.

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Not A Halloween Party

Harry Styles - 1605 words


“I don’t understand why you’re being so reluctant about this. When do you ever get the chance to pull on a costume and party?” Emma groans as she swipes the brush across my eyelid again, already half an hour had passed when she started doing my make-up.
“How about Halloween?” I snort, crossing my arms over my chest, keeping my eyes closed so she can still swipe the tiny brush over my skin. “She is right though.” Allison appears in my bedroom, winking my way as she lets herself fall down on my desk chair, crossing her legs over one another in her black spandex. “You were just as excited to go as I am, Al.” Emma grunts and accusingly points a finger at our blonde friend, her hands immediately flying up in a defensive stance.

“I didn’t say I wasn’t, but she’s right none the less.” A dry chuckle leaves my lips as Emma puts on the finishing touches on my deserted bride make up and costume. “This costume accentuates your curves way better than it ever did me. I’m not sure if I’m jealous or a good friend.”
“I still don’t know why I can’t go in a garbage bag and call myself a can.” I roll my eyes as I push myself up on my feet to walk over to my full length mirror to give myself a once over. I have never felt this exposed before, but somehow I can’t help but agree that my curves are accentuated in this dress. Not sure if it are the right curves, but I decided to keep quiet and just turn back around to gaze at my friends. Emma is some sort of princess, not sure which one but she looks magical.

“Because you might walk across the one night stand of your life and looking like a garbage can isn’t going to work in your favor.” Emma narrows her eyes before it is replaced, in an instant, with her bright smile and her happy self back in place. “I don’t have time for a guy in my life, Em.”
I had been doing everything in my might to keep my grades up so I could maintain this scholarship. My parents weren’t the richest and all the money I could save up was a help to the house hold.

They paid for half of the rent I had to give to Emma for the flat, the other half out of my own pocket from the job I slaved at every free weekend or holiday. “I told Chris we’d be there by ten. We’re going to be late, again.” Allison groaned as she pushes herself up on her feet and stomps out of my bedroom, groaning about how these girls are going to .. I don’t try to listen to the rest of her rambling anymore. “Don’t say you don’t have time for a guy, that’s the saddest things to ever leave your lips.” Emma rolls her eyes as she grabs her purse and coat off of my bed.

“I’m sure I can top that. I have to focus on school, Em.” I grab my own battered old leather jacket from my closet, throwing it over my shoulder as I follow Emma to where Allison is waiting for us.
“All you do is study. When was the last time you were out for a drink? You deserve some breathing space.” Emma nods to Allison to get going and she excitedly springs up from her seat on the kitchen table to join us out. I try to think when the last time was I went out and actually had fun, not like a meeting to study or whatever and I can feel the blush creep onto my cheeks when I realize how long it indeed had been.

“It is a masked party. So,” Allison hands us a mask, a light pink for Emma, a black one of herself and mine was once white, now looking as if it was dragged through the mud, the same as my tattered up dress. “Nice, thanks All.” I smile sweetly at her through the rear view mirror and slide the mask over my face. We were invited to a house party of Allison’s boyfriend Chris, called not-Halloween, and I had to tag along because Chris was wondering what her friend Y/n looked like after six months of not seeing each other.

“The party is already in full swing, it seems.” I state as I step out of Allison’s battered up car, slamming the door behind me as I let my gaze fall onto the grinding and drinking bodies in the front yard. I follow Allison and Emma up the steps and into the building, weaving through people in search for Allison’s boyfriend. We find him near the keg in the kitchen, his eyes lighting up when he sees his girlfriend approach and gives her a sweet kiss on the lips. “Emma, hi. And look at that, the infamous Y/n came out of her cave.” Chris grins as he opens his arms for a hug and I roll my eyes but step into them none the less. Chris was one of my best friends before I introduced them to each other. I may not see him very often anymore, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss his crazy ass now and then.

“You’d think you’d be a bit more friendly to me when you –“ my sentence was cut short when my gaze caught the boy behind Chris, his vibrant green eyes catching mine through the masks. He was handsome. Chris smirks in my direction before he clasps the brunette on the back, turning his body so he was standing right in front of me. “I want to introduce you to my roommate, Harry.”
Harry. The name suits him and when his lips pull up into a smile, showing a pair of dimples and the bright white smile, I think I might actually swoon. “Harry, this is Y/n.”

“Left at the alter?” Harry questions and I furrow my eyebrows before I realize the get up I was currently wearing. I let my eyes wander over the torn white bridal dress before my gaze catches his again and a smile graces my own lips. “He left me for a princess.” I sigh out dramatically and Emma gasps before she slaps my arm and I laugh as I rub the sore spot, a grin gracing the boy’s lips as I turn back around. “And you are .. an Italian?”
“Technically I am. Mafia boss, mylady.” Harry slowly bends, taking my hand in his as he presses his soft, moist lips to the back of my hand. I feel a chill run throughout my whole body at the contact and when I retreat my hand, I’m sure he sees the blush that sports my features as well.

“That guy keeps staring at me, so I’m gonna go – You know –“ Emma squeezes my shoulders as she whispers the words into my ear, clapping my shoulder before disappearing and before I could protest. Chris winks at me and guides his girlfriend away from us, leaving Harry and I alone in the spacious kitchen. “Where do you know Chris from?” Harry asks, a bit of nervousness laced through his words and actions as he toys with the rim of his red solo cup, avoiding my gaze. You’d think that a guy that handsome would have the highest sorts of self-esteem.

“Chris is actually my best friend.” I state, another blush creeping onto my cheeks. How long as he been living with Chris? The fact that he didn’t know that implied what a horrible friend I had been in the past few weeks, maybe even months, and I made a mental note to make it up to Chris as soon as possible. “Oh, sorry. I’m new since this semester and I haven’t been out much yet.” Harry grins, taking a big gulp from his solo cup before holding it under the tap and filling it up again. “Want one?” I hum in response, taking the cup from his and taking a tiny sip to confirm the cheap beer flavor that indicated Chris had done the drinks tonight.

“I haven’t been out much either, so it’s perfectly normal to not know me.” I chuckle, taking another sip from the solo cup as I shyly let my gaze meet Harry’s again. “I must say, this look suits you.”
“Dumped and heartbroken?” I cock up an eyebrow, the hint of a smile etched on my lips as I awaited Harry’s answer. “I was thinking ready for another round, seeing as how your man wrecked your dress.” Harry chuckles and I love how his eyes seem to twinkle under the dim lighting.

“Haven’t been wrecked.” I shrug my shoulders with a grin, loving the sexual insinuations he was currently making. I take another drink from the cup and I see Harry’s mouth move, but I haven’t heard the words actually leave his lips. “What?”
“Yet.” His tone is so low, a smirk on his lips as he watches the visible shiver run over my spine, my bottom lip immediately sucked between my teeth. I can feel the warmth spread through my body, resting between my legs. I think something that resembles a wow leaves my lips and it is enough for Harry to wrap his fingers around my wrist and pull me through the door that leads out to the small porch. As soon as the door is closed behind us, I feel Harry’s warm, pink lips feverishly pressed to mine.

 Lots of love,
L. xox

Sterek + Halloween Fic Recs

Happy Halloween guys! 

Here’s a list of some Halloween themed fics posted within the past year, (in no particular order) 

Also, this list got kind of long so the majority was put under a read more. 


This Isn’t Real by littlefrog1025 (1/1 | 3,634 | R)

A well-meaning witch causes a bit of angst between Stiles and Derek with a love spell on Halloween.

Something Spooky, Something Blue by crossroadswrite (1/1 | 2,483 | G)

Derek sighs and boredly stuffs a handful of gummi bears in his mouth, straight out of a Halloween candy bowl Aunt Olivia insists in buying every year even if they never get trick or treaters this far into the woods.

He tilts his head and tunes back into the boys’ conversation, which has been the prime time entertainment of the Hales for the past ten minutes or so.

“It’s dark,” one of the boys whines.

“Don’t be a baby, Scott,” the second chastises.

“But, I don’t wanna,” Scott whines, like a baby.

Imagine Me And You by callunavulgari (6/6 | 16,080 | G)

“My name,” the kid tells Derek, sounding amused. “It’s Stiles. I figure if I’m going to wrestle a complete stranger for a pumpkin the least I can do is offer my name afterwards.”

“Stiles,” Derek tries, testing the way the name sits on his tongue. “I’m Derek.”

“Derek,” Stiles breathes, like he’s testing the weight of the name too. He grins, bright and blinding, which Derek guesses means that he likes the sound of it. “I’d offer to shake your hand, but since we almost got to second base a minute ago, I’d say we’re past that point.”

reason to stay by bleep0bleep (7/7 | 12,564 | PG13)

Life is cruel. Derek Hale is only going to be here in Beacon Hills for a week. Sundays Fun Days is a lie. It was not fun, getting a bit of hope and having it torn away.

How much wooing can Stiles do in a week, anyway?

It’s the last week of October, and a small town baker has run into his first crush again. Fate might have other ideas. Stiles tries for romance with a little help from what Beacon Hills does best— Halloween.

The power of Superman by mildmanneredmissy (1/1 | 2,566 | PG13)

Derek’s Superman outfit breaks Stiles.

Marked for Later by hazelNuts (1/1 | 5,005 | R)

The Hale and the McCall pack have an uneasy truce. Now, when a witch has been killing people in both their territories, Derek and Stiles have to go undercover and actually work together to stop her.

‘We’ll go as a couple, of course. Then we either ask her if she wants a threesome, or I complain to her about my dick of a boyfriend. That role shouldn’t be too hard for you,’ Stiles grins, delighted at Derek’s horrified expression. ‘Now all we need are costumes.’

Little Red Riding Hoodie and the Sourwolf by SourWolfie (pieprincess_andthe_fallenangel) (1/1 | 7,233 | NC17)

It had seemed like a good idea when Stiles had first thought of it… it was funny… would make everyone laugh despite all the recent deaths in their pack.

Or the one where Stiles wears a revealing little red riding hood costume to Lydia’s Halloween party.

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The Theatre// Josh Dun

Requested: Hi!! Can I request a Josh Dun imagine where you’re in a Broadway show and Josh said he was going to pick you up from the theatre after your show, and once you think the coast is clear at the stage door, some fans stick around and bombard Josh? Thank you so much :) I love your stuff!


              You were currently at rehearsal with your theatre group; it had been a stressful few months of preparation and practice as this was your first leading role. You’ve always dreamed of being a lead, ever since you joined 3 years ago. This was a dream come true, and you knew nothing could ruin it for you.

              Singing the last line, of the last song you smiled. Making your way off stage, smiling at the rest of the cast as you did so.

              “That. Was..AMAZING!” The director smiled, pulling you into a hug. “You’ve grown so much as an actress Y/N since you first joined. I’m so proud of you.” She gushed, causing a blush to rise in your cheeks. She had been the director of the group for years before you started, so she had seen you go from minor roles with only 2 lines, to being the lead in the current production. “Now go get changed and prepare for tonight. Is Josh coming to see his leading lady?” She nudged your arm, causing your smile to widen and face to turn a brighter shade of red. Josh was your boyfriend of 3 years now; you two had grown up knowing each other through Tyler. So you got to see him grow into the passionate drummer he is today, and he saw you grow into the actress you are. You were really hoping that Josh would make it to opening night tonight, considering the European leg of his tour had just finished last night. You were beyond supportive of his dream, and loved watching him preform his heart out at any point you could; so him missing a couple of your shows never bothered you. His mom had been a fan of yours since you began, so you knew if he missed a show she would have a recording for him to see the next day. Though, thinking about it you knew it would hurt a little bit of he missed tonight. It was your first leading role, and he knew how much this meant to you. It was your dream that you had always strived for.

              Shaking your head softly you walked over to the female dressing room. There were some people from the cast in there, cleaning off the make-up that had been applied for the dress rehearsal and buzzing about how crazy tonight would be. Everyone put in months of practice, giving up free time to memorize lines, songs and choreography. It was always a big deal when you could all show off what you had been preparing for. Walking over to the spot where you had left your bag to practice, you grabbed out your grey Twenty One Pilots shirt, and a plain pair of jeans. Nothing too fancy, unlike the outfits you found yourself preforming in. This year, everyone had chosen to preform ‘Black Swan’; so needless to say your costumes were far from plain.

              “Hey Y/N, are you ready for tonight?” One of the newer girls, Natalie asked shyly. If you remembered correctly this would be her first Broadway performance. She was probably nervous beyond belief and looking for some reassurance; like you had done before your first show.

              “I’m nervous, considering its opening night.” You began, walking over to a change room with the girl right on your heels. Curious as to what you were going to say next. “But I’m excited. I love preforming, I love entertaining the audience. The theatre has kind of become a second home to me, you know?” You had begun sliding out of the costume you were dressed in, wishing you had help with it as you struggled not to break anything on it.

              “I know, well I can see how you guys love this place so much. I finally got the confidence to pursue acting, I want to get over my shyness and social anxiety.” Natalie explained, most likely playing nervously with the hem of her shirt while she spoke. “So after tonight, maybe I won’t be so shy with who I am.” You couldn’t help but smile at her words; she reminded you a lot of herself back when you first began. Except you hid yourself in the storage closet at this time your first opening night; having to be coaxed out by Josh.

              “You’ll do great Nat. You haven’t cried, puked, or locked yourself in any closets yet. That is a very good sign.” You joked, stepping out of the change room, placing your costume back in its designated spot. “Ask around sometime about how people reacted before their first show. You will get some pretty funny stories.” You smiled, listening to a small, yet shy giggle escape her lips.

              “So which one were you? Puking, crying or the closet?” Before you could answer, you heard a familiar voice speak up from behind you.

              “If I remember right, you were in the storage closet refusing to come out. Saying you weren’t able to go on, and that you made a mistake? Something about being too shy and I had to talk you into unlocking the door.” Looking behind you, your eyes met with deep brown ones filled with a familiar love. “Hey, Y/N….uh, surprise?” Josh laughed, holding his arms out. You took no time at all to launch yourself into his comforting embrace.

              “I thought you wouldn’t be able to make it.” You mumbled against his chest, smiling so wide that your cheeks began to get sore. “You were out in Europe somewhere tonight, and now you’re here?” You asked, pulling away to look up at his face, memorizing all the familiar features once again.

              “I took the first flight back that I could after our show. I wasn’t about to miss your first show as the lead.” Josh smiled, pulling you into a gentle kiss. One filled with love, and a feeling of making up for lost moments together. “Though I may not be in the front, I will be cheering you on from the back. I refuse to take any of the attention of my beautiful girl.” His words caused your face to flare up a deep red colour, he knew how much you loved hearing “my beautiful girl”. So he would always say them at every opportunity.

              “I am so sorry, we were in the middle of talking. Then I forgot you were here.” You began to ramble, pulling away from Josh when you remembered Natalie was standing right beside you guys, not knowing if she should leave, or wait for you to say something.

              “It’s alright, it was cute to see. I see the stuff Josh posts about you on his twitter all the time, and it was awesome to see it in real life.” Natalie smiled, “Now I will be off to prepare myself for the night ahead of me, and to slightly fangirl to myself that I was in the presence of my favorite drummer.” You laughed quietly, she was probably one of the most composed fans you’ve seen in a long time. Usually they at least gasp a little when Josh comes up. “See you tonight, Y/N.” She waved before walking out of the dressing room, leaving you and Josh alone.

              “How about some pre-show ice cream and catching up?” He offered, taking your hand and leading you out of the empty dressing room.


              You had a wonderful day with Josh, through eating ice-cream in the sun, to curling up in your air conditioned apartment (which felt very nice after walking through the blazing heat to get ice cream). Now you were having a shower, singing gently to yourself. Repeating the words and dance moves to yourself as the lyrics passed your lips. 2 hours until ShowTime. With a soft breath, you turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. You felt relaxed and clean, and ready to preform your heart out. Swiftly drying off you got dressed and made your way to the theatre. Though you wished Josh could have accompanied you, deep down you knew it was better if he didn’t. As he always said before your shows when the two of you would split ways, tonight was about you. About the theater group and the production all of you had worked so hard on perfecting. If he had joined, any fans in the lineup may begin to focus on Josh Dun of Twenty One Pilots, rather than the performance they were about to see. Needless to say, Josh worried about that and took all precautions not to let it happen. Which is why you sat back stage, watching everyone prepare for the night alone.

              “Ready?” Your director whispered to you, currently you stood side stage. Waiting for the que for you to make your first appearance. It was nerve wracking, but you knew your friends, family and people who loved theater were waiting in the audience, ready to cheer you on with their smiles and interest.


              Walking out with the rest of the cast, everyone stood in a line across the stage. Smiles adorned your faces as everyone took one last bow. Listening to the cheer from the audience. Opening night could not have gone better, you rocked your part as the lead. You felt weight lifted off your shoulders happily as you danced and acted. It was euphoric.

              “You did it, you did amazing Y/N!!” Natalie squealed in excitement. “I did it too, we did it!” She smiled wider than you’ve ever seen her, with a new confidence burning bright in her eyes.

              “For your first time debut, you were amazing.” You weren’t being sarcastic there, when she hit the stage it was like she had been acting for her whole life. “You better be joining again for the next one!” You smiled, giving her a tight hug before you made your way to the dressing room.

              “These are for you, dear.” Jenna, Tyler’s wife had walked over. Placing a small bouquet in your arms. “You guys did great, Tyler really wanted to be here. But his grandma got sick. He did say he was going to watch the recording though, or come out for another night. And, before I forget. Josh said meet him out back by the stage doors. You know how he is with your performances, refuses to let anyone notice him.” She smiled, giving you a tight hug.

              “Thank you Jenna. Tell Tyler I’m sorry to hear about his grandma.” You gave her a small smile at the end of your sentence before parting ways to change and see Josh. You knew to take your time getting changed, and allow for the crowd to dissipate a little before going to meet him. Otherwise, who knew what would happen?

              After a good 20 minutes, you couldn’t contain your excitement any longer and made your way to the back stage door. Wanting to hear how Josh would react about your performance. Peeking out the door from side you side, you didn’t see anyone. Well besides the few people talking amongst themselves here and there. No big deal though, they would hopefully mind their own business while you minded yours. Taking a small step outside, and walking over to the spot you and Josh always met at, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. Especially not when you saw him holding a single flower for you, your favorite flower.

              “I would’ve gotten more, but I felt this would be romantic too.” He smiled down to you, pulling you into a tight embrace. “God you did amazing out there.” He mumbled into your hair, pressing a soft kiss to your head.

              “Thank yo-“Your sentence got cut off when a group of people approached you. By the looks on their faces, and the fact that they seemed to be staring at Josh made it clear that they weren’t about to applaud you for your acting.

              “You’re THE Josh Dun, from Twenty One Pilots.” One of the girls gasped, causing the group to erupt in excited chatters and questions for Josh. You felt your heart fall a little, you knew this wasn’t Josh’s fault; but you felt slightly overshadowed. Like your performance tonight didn’t matter because of who you were dating. You must’ve unconsciously let your face match your emotion as Josh began to speak up.

              “Hey guys, I know you’re excited because you’re a fan of Tyler and I. But we aren’t the center of attention tonight, we shouldn’t even be acknowledged right now.” Josh began in a calm tone. “Tonight was about the amazing theatrical crew that preformed tonight. They were the stars, they should be getting asked questions, and being applauded. They are the celebrities right now, not me. Not Tyler. Nobody else besides the amazing guys and girls who performed tonight. Like my beautiful girlfriend, Y/N.” Josh slipped his arms around your shoulders pulling you close. You felt a feeling of complete love and compassion wash over you as he continued. “If you guys want to hang out and talk to Ty and I, then do it at a Twenty One Pilots gig. We’ll be happy to hang out with any of you who stick around after we’re done preforming, just please not tonight. Or on any night that I come to see my girlfriend preform her heart out. You guys understand right?” Some of the fans nodded and slowly left, others looked offended and stormed off. While there was a couple fans who stuck around, asking you about your acting career and how you got to where you were.

              “Hey Josh?” You tiredly asked, as the two of you ventured home after talking to fans after the show. “Thank you for what you did tonight. For me, and for everyone else.” You smiled, getting a smile in return.

              “It really isn’t a problem. This is the dream that you all share, preforming for people night after night. You deserve the recognition for it. Not to be overshadowed by us. If it ever happens again, I’ll gladly repeat what I said tonight.” He smiled, leaning down to press his lips against yours lovingly.

              It was an indescribable feeling for you from that night on, the clique understood that Josh was at the theater to see you; not take over the spotlight. So your future shows, he sat front row and center, smiling up at you the entire time.

One Incredible Human

“Hello ! Love you page ! Could you maybe write where Harry finds out y/n had severe depression at one point in time ? Thankyou”

Aaaaand she returns! Sorry for the long wait - been a hectic few months. I hope I did this request justice & I hope you guys enjoy X

Suppose it was quite funny, to be honest. Perhaps a quick check on the news for the weather forecast would have helped, before leaving the flat and heading for a picnic in the park with Harry.

”Do the clouds… look a bit…” you squinted, looking up at the completely blank grey sky.

“Sshh,” Harry hurried across the road, nodding thank you to the driver who’d stopped to let you guys cross. His head was down, one hand holding the picnic basket and the other stretched out behind him, his hand attached to yours. “Don’t jinx it!” he kept calling, giggling in between.

When you had reached the park, it was, obviously, empty. Not a person to be seen. Clue #2.

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“What do you wanna be for Halloween?” you asked as you swung your legs over Luke’s and flipped through a magazine, your eyes scanning across the pages full of ridiculous costume ideas.

Luke raised his eyebrows at your question, reverting his attention from the emails on his phone back to your excited expression. “Like, costumes?”

“Yeah,” you answered, giving him a weird look for asking such an obvious question. “What, is CEO Luke Hemmings too cool to dress up for Halloween?” You rolled your eyes when he didn’t answer, repositioning yourself so you were straddling his waist, your arms hanging loosely around his neck as you narrowed your eyes at him. “Do you have any room for fun in your life, Hemmings?”

“I have you,” he replied, his thumbs pressing into your hips before stealing a kiss. “Halloween is just kinda… silly.

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Faithfulness At Its Finest ~ An Austin Carlile Imagine

Title Credit - O.G. Loko - Of Mice & Men

Who: Austin Carlile

Concept: Halloween with your husband and daughter. 

You stirred the batter in the bowl, your gaze taking in the beauty of your backyard. The leaves that still clung to your trees were a lovely spectrum of browns and oranges. Your husband had raked the leaves that had fallen earlier this morning, but not before your dog had run through the pile, effectively scattering them again.

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One Night

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: Phil wants Dan to go to costume party with him (hint of Jealous!Dan)

“Phil, I’m not wearing that,” Dan sighed, rubbing the palms of his hands into his eyes.

“Dan you’re being ridiculous!” Phil waved the costume in front of Dan, as if a closer look made it look better.

“Am I? I’ll look really dumb in that, Phil.”

“Oh, come on! It’ll be funny, people think it’s just another cute couples costume,” Phil looked up at Dan from under his eyelashes, knowing Dan always had a hard time saying no when his big, blue eyes became watery as if he was on the verge of tears.

“There is nothing cute about a grown man in a Toto costume,” Dan struggled to make eye-contact with Phil. He knew the moment he did he’d succumb to Phil’s tactics. “Fine.”

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