skeleton lamps

There’s several seconds of silence and then you hear Sans guffaw. “ok, i’ll admit it. not bad, buddy. not bad.” When you glance back, he’s nowhere in sight.
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A scene from chapter 3 of @hoofbeast’s fanfic, Dead Ringer!! I really really love this fic, it makes me laugh like no other ;v;
Check it out! http://archiveofourown.org/works/5261321/chapters/12140168

Prosecute my heart - a sasnar fic

Summary: When Sasuke comes into work and finds his office decorated in all things Halloween, he knows things have gone too far. Unfortunately for him, Naruto is all about taking things further…

Rated: T (but mentions of M-rated stuff)
Word count: 4.3K

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A Halloween/prosecutor au/office romance fic bc I had to!

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Sasuke liked to think that he was neutral about Halloween. Actually, scratch that. He liked to not think about Halloween at all, but right now he found it very difficult to keep his brain free of the (fake) holiday considering his work desk was completely covered in all things Halloween.

It was Monday.

A Monday that so happened to be October 31st, and had he expected this he would have called in sick for sure.

But Naruto? Naruto was never expected, and Sasuke fought down the urge to wonder just how early the idiot must have clocked in to manage this disaster. If Naruto wanted to prank his co-workers then that was his problem. In fact, Sasuke was sure that he must have done the same to some of the others. Sasuke wasn't special, and the little flutter his heart made was simply pathetic.

You hate Halloween, Sasuke told himself, hanging off his coat and placing his bag on an extra chair. You told him as much last week. This is just a way to get back at you for being a slave driver.

For the past three weeks, Sasuke had been in charge of introducing Naruto to the wonders of being a prosecutor. While the younger man was doing a good job so far he was also all sorts of incredibly annoying, irritating, loud, and most of all too thrilled with the idea of them being friends outside of work. Sasuke had already been roped into several lunches (though often in the company of other colleagues so it wasn’t entirely suspicious), one after work drinking session (and boy was that a mistake he would never think about again), and an accidental accepted facebook friend request. He didn’t even use facebook, his brother had just forcefully made him one and he kept forgetting to delete it.

Shaking himself out of his miserable thoughts, Sasuke rolled up his sleeves and mentally prepared himself to rid his computer of fake cobwebs and spiders so he could at least work. There were decorative pumpkins spread across his desk, a black cat plushie perched on his windowsill, as well as several ghosts and skeletons hanging from his lamps. Not to mention the cut-outs taped all over his walls, and-

“Happy Halloween, Sasuke!”

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I’ll definitely still be a fan of Markiplier in the afterlife. This could also be suspiciously like a candid photo of that skeleton from Dungeon Nightmares.