the monkey suit

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‘…fucking over. I can’t do anymore. I need a breather,’ huffed Heda’s voice behind the corner. 

‘I can’t wait to see Nollaig. She said she will be home by midnight. It felt weird leaving her here after what happened.’ 

‘Well, at least we get to escape Jim and his Recording House of Misery after the show,’ grunted Fyfe. ‘That’s something, right?’ 

Reese cleared her throat, making Heda jump on her stool. The singer cursed, turning toward the group of newcomers. ‘Hi,’ said Reese. ‘We won a VIP ticket. An idiot in a monkey suit told us to just go the fuck backstage, he does not give a shit anymore. Then he threw a stuffed animal at my friend’s head.’ 

Heda’s eyes narrowed. ‘I seriously hope for his well-being it was not Zombear.’ 

‘She meant hi,’ interpreted Fyfe, stepping forward. ‘Fyfe, Sorcha and Heda and you are?’

‘Your best night ever,’ answered Bean with a wicked grin. ‘Now, we are all out of whiskey. Got some?’ 

‘Vodka is fine too,’ added Reese. ‘I draw the line at cognac.’ 


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“how are all these rookie groups skipping their what-were-their-stylists-even-thinking phases” buddy u know what it is. it’s them nct boys, absorbing every possible embarrassing look with every comeback and unit debut they have like sponges of suffering. all the grease-dreads and tin foil monkey suits the other rookies should’ve had to experience? nct really took that bullet for your faves. nct, kings of taking one for the team,, kings of making everyone else look good

anonymous asked:

I was hoping you could help me out- my daughter is getting married to a muggle next week and I have no clue what to wear. She says that the father of the bride usually wears something called a "monkey suit" ? Is that what I think it is? Thank you!!

First, all our congratulations to your daughter! Yes, it’s just what you’re imagining! Muggles are so funny with their traditions, but the father of the bride wears a garment as old as marriage itself- the monkey suit. A costume that, if done properly, the man wearing it should look exactly like a brown primate. Here is an example that will make you look just like a regular muggle, like us!

Graceless Attraction

Betrothed!nalu au

song that is referenced is here 

characters: natsu, lucy, jude heartfilia, igneel (human)

word count: 1156

type: fluff one-shot


Natsu kicked a stone out in the courtyard, cursing the monkey suit he was wearing. It was far too sweaty and far too fitting for him to wear. He would sell his soul to be wearing his regular clothes at the moment, but today was a very important day.

It was the day he would meet his betrothed.

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I love the idea of Dean being romantic as hell but simultaneously emotionally constipated and grouchy about it. Tossing a bouquet of colorful daisies from the cooler at the grocery store on the kitchen table for Cas to find. Complaining that Cas sleeps too late but leaving coffee on the nightstand, black with two sugars, just the way he likes it, stroking Cas’s hair before rolling his eyes and leaving the room. Putting on a monkey suit to take Cas out to dinner, huffing at menu prices but playing footsie with Cas under the table. Blushing when Cas smiles and gazes at him over dessert. Feeding him off of his fork. Muttering that Cas needs something other than this piece-of-crap coat when he shivers in the parking lot, pulling him close, wrapping his coat around both of them, nose buried in Cas’s neck, breathing deep because he’s never felt like this about anyone. 

Stiles Imagine #11

Requested: yes

Plot: 13) “make me”

A/N: Enjoy and feel free to request! Yes, the imagines are still winter themed.

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“Stiles! Almost ready?” You called out.

“I’m not going.” Stiles answered, walking out in sweat pants and a bag of chips.

“Ok first, what did I tell you about food in the room, and second, your dad invited us over 3 moths ago. He doesn’t get honored at a fancy gala every year, we have to go support him. Now, go get ready.” You pouted.

“I really don’t feel like going to a fancy party and sitting in a monkey suit for 4 hours.” Stiles whined.

“Honey, I didn’t by this dress for nothing. I have a corset on, not the sexy kind, that is smashing all my internal organs together, and I will be cold all night because I cant wear a coat with a dress that has a waist line and a skirt like Cinderella!” You yelled as you stomped your foot.

“Ok, you’re not a spoiled 5 year old, so don’t ever do that again, and it’s not my fault you chose to wear that.” Stiles chuckled, settling on the couch.

“You chose this dress! You have 5 minutes to get ready, or no sex for three months.” You threatened.

Stiles sat up immediately, “You wouldn’t dare.” 

“Oh, but I would.” You glared, hands on your hips.

“I got you lingerie for Christmas! You can’t do this to me!” Stiles yelled.

“Well, I can wear it under my regular clothes, you have 4 minutes and… 25, 23 seconds.” You smiled.

“You can’t blackmail me.” Stiles whispered.

“5 months, go get ready.” You stated.

Make me.” Stiles replied, squinting his eyes in what you assumed was a glare.

“I can do a whole year buddy, but obviously you like that idea and you have two minutes, so I’ll just finish getting ready and wait for your dad. Enjoy your night.” You finally gave up. 

Or so Stiles thought, when he saw you putting on your earrings and sadly wrapping yourself in a shawl before you made you way outside and got in the awful limousine. 

Stiles groaned, rushing to the bedroom and putting on the tux you had picked out and struggling with the navy blue bow tie you got to match the dress he chose for you. 

“Don’t fail me now.” Stiles whispered to the old Jeep, throwing his coat on the passenger seat. 

It had taken him 10 minutes to get ready, and suddenly a gala for Beacon Hills was the most popular event in town, traffic was crazy.

“I’d like to take a moment to thank all my loved ones, those here and not… my beautiful date Melissa McCall, her son Scott, and my gorgeous future daughter-in-law, (Y/N). I’m not one for long speeches, but thank you to all my coworkers, who are really my friends. This means a lot, thank you all again.” Sheriff smiled.

“That was awesome!” Scott exclaimed, giving Sheriff a big hug.

“Yeah Dad, just wished that maybe you had mentioned your kid.” You heard Stiles chuckle.

“Maybe if you had decided to join us,and not waste time in sweat pants and devouring a family sized bag of potato chips, should I ask to extend my speech?” Sheriff asked sarcastically.

“Sorry about that…”Stiles trailed off.

“I know you will be.” Scott mumbled.

“Well, let’s all have dinner now.” Sheriff smiled.

“Thank you for the mention.” You smiled at the honoree of the night.

“You are very welcome my dear, a pretty girl in a fancy dress deserves attention.” Sheriff smiled.

“Yes she does, I’m going shopping with you next time I need clothes.” Melissa smiled.

“Actually, Stiles picked it out. Glad to see you showed up.” You smiled, taking a sip of the champagne that had just been poured.

“I’m sorry babe.” Stiles whispered.

“I know you will be, now eat your chicken.” You smiled.

“I have a question first, is it still a year that I’ll be in time out?” Stiles whispered in your ear.

“We’re back at three months buddy, but I’ll reconsider if you dance with me later. Practice for the wedding that we have actually yet to start planning.” You said with sudden realization.

“I love you.” Stiles laughed.

(Yes, Melissa and Sheriff are like perfect together but Chris might change my mind..)