#Halloween imagines

[where-dreamers-go]

"Halloween Mission" Connor x Reader

(Imagine: Connor searching for you when your phone's battery dies.)

(A/N: This got out of hand and is basically an insert reader. Guess this is my first one with rk800!

Warnings: none. Unless you count a mild reference to Assassin's Creed.

Word Count: ?? I'm on my phone.)

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Of all nights, it was Halloween.

People were trick or treating, going to parties, working late shifts, causing mischief, eating candy, and a list of over fifty activities.

Connor had thought of them all and more unsavory ones. He had hoped that this year would be calm in the city. A big hope, but his nonetheless.

Deviancy tended to do that. Emotions.

Along with deviancy came new experiences and friendships. You were both of those surprises for Connor.

A friendship that may have started oddly, however neither of you would trade a second of it. Connor valued you as a friend. He cared. He could talk to you about anything. He trusted you.

Halloween night he worried.

Already knowing you were joining other friends to an event, Connor didn't want to interrupt your fun. Yet, you sent him photos throughout the night nonetheless. That wasn't the problem.

The issue arose when his texts were left unread. A promise of another set of photos was left empty. Your voicemail being the only reply Connor could receive.

He waited fifteen minutes. After that he checked to see your location via your phone. Nothing. No update.

Thirty minutes later, Connor was passing the third long line of guests as they waited to board an attraction.

In his life, he had not scanned so many faces in such a short amount of time.

Connor needed to find you. In a place that crowded, there was no telling what could have happened to you.

Hopefully nothing, Connor thought. This could be a sign of overreacting. He shouldered passed a group of people dressed as hooded assassins.

"Need help, man?" One of them asked.

"No, no, no." Another said with a grin and then said dramatically, "he's on a mission. He's got a contract."

The friend bumped the other and rolled their eyes.

Connor decided to amuse them. To add to their fun target than load them with his worry. Smirking, Connor backed away saying, "I always accomplish my mission."

Leaving the excited chatter behind him was one of his many steps. The event space was large. It was a challenge he didn't hesitate to take.

He eyed an enthusiastic crowd in front of a live band and hesitated.

They said they were thinking of skipping--

His thoughts were interrupted by a voice. Connor turned around.

"Connor!" You called out in surprise and relief.

The android ran up to you without delay. "Are you alright? You didn't answer your phone and your location was offline--"

"The battery died."

"What?" He looked bewildered.

"I had it charged, but that new app sucked it up." You grabbed his hand, cool to the touch. "I'm sorry. I'm fine though. A little cold maybe, but I'm glad to see you."

Connor gave your hand a light squeeze.

"Did you... I freaked you out, didn't I?" You asked, frowning. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright. I....admittedly thought the worst." Connor sighed. "You said how your friends were going on a ride without you and I wasn't.... comfortable with the idea of you being alone. Here."

"But you're here now."

He nodded. Sheepish in your presence. A little too aware of how you still held his hand.

"We can't waste your ticket, right?" You smiled, hopeful.

"Right." Connor matched your smile. "Where would you like to go?"

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[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

YOU WILL BE BLOCKED AND REPORTED

warnings: none

It was quiet in the house. Too quiet. I gently tip toed through the hallway, peaking into each room. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for. Or even who. Maybe Kim. Maybe mom. Hopefully Edward. Ever since he came to live with us, I couldn’t shake this pull towards him. It was magnetic. And it seemed like he felt the same way. Or at least that was the feeling I got. Now it was a few days until Halloween and I wanted to get Edwards help with decorating the house. Or rather I wanted someone to keep me company while I decorated the house.

“Edward?” I asked quietly as I entered the basement.

“Yes?” His soft voice made me smile. I fully walked into the room.

“Want to help me with the decorations while everyone is out?” He nodded eagerly and I slowly made my way back out of the basement, periodically looking over my shoulder to make sure that he was following me. “Did you celebrate Halloween before?”

“No. At least not that I can remember.” His soft voice echoed slightly as we walked down the hall. “The inventor seemed more preoccupied with finishing me than anything else.” There was a sadness to his voice and as we stepped into the living room I gently put a hand on his arm, just below his hands.

“Do you wish he had finished you?” I asked quietly. He shook his head. It was quiet for a bit while I set about pulling out the boxes of decorations. Edward asked a few questions as I pulled various ceramic pieces out and set them up. “Kim made this.” I held up a small ceramic pumpkin before setting it on the table in front of him. Edward gently poked at it with one of the scissors.

“It’s pretty.” His eyes raised from the pumpkin to meet mine. “Did you make anything?” I nodded and dug in the box a little before pulling out a small ghost.

“I made this.” I set it on the table and Edward leaned closer to it.

“I like it.” He smiled at me before settling back on the couch. I smiled back at him before going back to digging through the box. “(Y/N)? Can I ask you something?” I nodded as I kept pulling out various paper crafts that mom really should have gotten rid of long ago but couldn’t bring herself to throw away.

“Sure Edward.” I responded, my eyes flitting up to see him watching me carefully.

“Do you like me the same way I like you?” I froze as I looked up at him. I slowly straightened up and ran my hands down my jeans.

“How do you like me?” I asked quietly, slowly taking a seat on the edge of the couch. Edward shuffled over a little bit before nervously clicking the scissors together.

“Like Kim likes Jim.” His voice was softer and I gently reached out to rub his forearm. I smiled gently at him.

“Then yes. I do like you the way you like me.” I whispered, scared of frightening him. He nodded before turning to the little ghost on the table. “Did you want to date me Edward?” He nodded again, not looking at me. I pulled my hand away from his and stood up. “Let me finish up in here and then we can head out to get something to eat. How does that sound?” This time Edward looked over at me.

“That sounds good.”

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[shelbgrey]

Bones Halloween Special

Paring: Lance Sweets x Hodgins!Reader x others(Platonic)

Summary: y/n Hodgins and her friends go to a haunted attraction for Halloween and they find something unexpected but not surprising for them.

A/n: this is a re-telling of an old greys anatomy fic I wrote, hopefully this one is better.

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Halloween was among us, I for one loved the holiday but with our job every day was Halloween. When I was a kid I loved dressing up and watching horror movies. None of my friends really cared for Halloween expect maybe my brother Jack and my fiance Lance.

But the last few years our group of friends started a tradition where we'd go to someone's house and watch a bunch of horror movies and eat junk food.

When we all got off work we headed to Temperance and Booth's house. While me, Cam and Angela were getting snacks, Jack and Lance were looking for movies.

While everything was getting set up we waited for the other guests while Booth and Aristoo watched the news for some reason.

“why are you watching the ne-”

“shh” Booth said cutting me off and turned the volume up. There was a lady standing infront of a haunted house on the TV.

“Tonight's is the opening night of DC's Great Balls of Fire, a haunted attraction that has caused some controversy in recent weeks drawing from local urben ledgends and actual serial killers... One maze is actually based on H. H Holmes, is this in poor taste, of just good old fashioned fun?”

Booth sighs and turns off the the TV. “sounds like just a bunch of over sensitive a-holes trying to shut down everyones Halloween fun”

“but if these are based off actual murders around here they could have families” Cam said. “hell, we probably solved a couple of them” I added.

“dude... What if it's haunted? Like haunted haunted” Jack said getting excited, Temperance was quick to rain on his parade. “actually, it's not possible for paranormal activity”

“well, we should still go” I said putting the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. Angela rolled her eyes and stood up as the air fryer dinged “I'm gonna get the pizza rolls”

“I'll go with you” Cam added

“Aw, common Ang” Jack called out.

Not a second later Angela’s screams erupted through the houses then a cash sound followed along with what sounded like Cam's cackles. We all looked over to where the sound came from, confused. Angela came racing in shaking while Wendell followed, rubbing his head. He had crumbs in his hair and red sause on his face from the pizza rolls.

“What happened to you?” I asked, chuckling.

Wendell turned around and looked at Angela. “You hit me in the head with an air fry basket” Angela whipped back around. “Well you snuck up on me, what do you expect?”

“Where's the pizza rolls?” Lance joked as Angela sat down next to Jack with her arms crossed, Jack chuckled and wrapped his arm around her. “Aw, come on babe, it's Halloween everyone's entitled to a good scare”

“so we going or what? It'll be alot more entertaining than y/n and sweets' horror movie collection” Booth joked. “hey..” me and Lance both said.

“going where?” Wendell asked. “The Halloween amusement park thing just outside of the city” Cam said.

Temperance rolled her eyes. “it's just a bunch of cheep rides and haunted houses that aren't even scary. It's a waist of time”

“you scared Bones?” Booth teased, she just rolled her eyes. “with the stuff we see everyday nothing should faze us now”

“soo...” me and Lance both said looking at everyone.

“Sure, why not” Jack said looking at everyone for confirmation. “you in Wendell?” he nodded.

“cam? Arastoo?” I asked turning to the couple. She nodded with a big smile. “I've been in for a while.”

“yeah, it should be fun” Arastoo nodded.

“Come on Bones, it'll be fun” I said. Temperance soon gave in with a smile. Shee nodded making everyone cheer.

After transportation planning and a few extra details we all separated into three cars and headed out.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

“we made it!” me and jack cheered as the the both of raced in leaving the group behind.

“wait up guys! We still need tickets!” Angela shouted making us sighed and walk back.

The line was long but thankful we were towards the front. “lot of weirdos” Cam mumbled. A guy in a clown costume that was behind her and Temperance in line tried to scare them, It didn't work. Temperance didn't even flinch and Cam rolled her eyes.

“boo, so scary” Cam said sarcastically, Arastoo put his arm on her shoulder turning her away from the clown. Booth wrinkled up his nose and subtly moved closer to me and Lance.

We all finally got in with our VIP passes and the place was a sight to see to say the least. Before we set off Lance came up to me with a creeped out expression as he took my hand.

“Sweets we just got here, what's the problem?” Booth asked. He looked around a shivered.

“please tell me the ticket guy licked his lips at all of you and not just me?” I scrunched my noise up in discussed and Booth started laughing.

“would it make you feel better if is said yes?” I asked sweetly, his looked slightly annoyed now. “no, because I don't want so random dude doing that to my fiance” I chuckled which made a smile creep on his face.

“come on, let's have some fun” I said as all of us set off to explore the place.

Booth looked over to Temperance who just looked around slightly board but still trying to look like she was having fun. “this really isn't your thing, is it?” I asked her.

She shrugged with a smile. “I'm just happy to do something with Booth and you guys” Booth was about to lean down and kiss her head, but a guy in a clown costume scared us. Booth jumped in to Temperance's arms and Lance flinched and held on to me, me and Temperance both laughed.

“okay, that was fun” Temperance laughed. I chuckled and pulled Lance along to catch up with the other.

“haunted house?” Wendell asked. We all agreed making our way in. Arastoo and Cam went in first cleaning to each other. The first guy that popped out was bloody, cannibal like doctor making Angela jump into Jack's arms with fear.

She pushed him away like nothing happened. “and... That's just insulting” Temperance said pointing at the doctor as she walked by with Booth.

Strob lights and blood surrounded us as we walked into a canbilist farm themed room. The place was based off. The text chain saw mascara movies obviously.

“ew, that looks so real” Cam said looking at a dummy that was gutted to piece. I looked at it and decided to screw with her.

“that's probably pig intestines, it's what they used in Day of the dead” I said pointing at the dummy. Arastoo wrapped his arm around Cam and looked at me disgust. “how do you know that?”

“same reason I know that I know they used corn syrup for pigs blood in Carrie” I shrugged and Lance wrapped his arm around my waist.

Next we walked into a pitch black room. “okay... Something is gonna pop out” Angela mumbled clinging to Jack.

“hello?” Temperance yelled.

“they aren't gonna respond” Booth said as he looked around.

Strob light suddenly turned on and a bloody clown, taller then Booth came charging at us with a ax. Booth screamed and ran for it while Temperance laughed.

The final room was a back room full of maquines with wolf masks. “one of you are real” Lance mumbled. We successfully made it to the other side without getting scared which made Angela feel confident to walk through. As she went one of them moved and grabbed her scream bloody murder.

She ran out with Jack and the rest of us chacing her.

“that was so badass!” Jack cheered as we made it out to the end. Me and jack high-five then turned to our friend group, everyone seemed shaken up except Temperance.

After that we hit the cheeply made games. Booth and I went up agint each other while Lance and Jack went to a ring toss booth. Surprisingly I won and I wasn't gonna let Booth forget it. “yes! Suck on that!” he laughed and gave me the win.

“here you go” Lance said from behind me. I turned around to find my fiance Holding a little fox plushie he won. I smiled and thanked him with a quick peck on the cheek.

Angela, Cam, and Arastoo then came back with giant preziles and funnel cakes. “What did we miss?” Arastoo asked handing me my funnel cake.

“y/n whipped Booth in a Shooting game” Jack laughed. “yes, that's my girl!” Angela said high-fiving me as Lance took the paper plate and ate some of the funnel cake.

The dude running the Booth gave me my prize, which was a panda bear plushie. I thanked him and gave it Lance.

“i saw another haunted house when I was getting drinks... Sounds pretty scary” Cam said. “i think there's alot of clown crap, so it's probably based off IT or something” Arastoo added.

Booth's eyes bugged out in fear from behind me and Lance. Cam noticed and chuckled. No one knew of his fear expect me and Temperance. He reluctantly agreed as we headed off.

“you alright?” Lance asked, Booth pushed his shoulder slightly. “it's your day off Shrink”

“God, I hate clowns” Booth mumbled. Temperance stopped and grabbed his hand. “We don't have to go in if you don't want to... I'll stay out here with you while the others go in” he shook his head and pulled her along.

“no, let's go” Temperance rolled her eyes and tired to stop him but no dice.

We all went to the entrance which was old, rugged door with very scary written on it. “how scary is 'very scary'?” Angela asked walking towards it. I shrugged when she stopped and looked at me for confirmation.

“it's a haunted house Angie” Wendell said opening the door. Cam, Arastoo, and Jack went through first. Angela sighed and walked in with Wendell.

“ladies first” Lance said to me and Temperance. Booth nodded and pushed me forward. “yup, we're gentleman around here”

Me and Temperance rolled our eyes and went in before our husbands. Lance garbed my hand as we walked through a room full of glowing mirrors. The light flashed on and off giving it an eary feeling.

It went pitch black for a few minutes then the blue lights came back on. A Pennywise actor jumped out and pounded on the window. “holy shit!” Booth said grabbing on to Temperance.

“I don't like it here!” Lance added, hiding behind me.

“Awsome” I said as we watched Pennywise run around.

We rounded a corner and ended up in a room full of clown statues and plushies. “oh you got be fucking kidding me” Booth mumbled as he watched every single clown making sure one of them wasn't gonna move. All the clown Dolls then started to shake and their eyes glew as we walked pasted.

As we exited we saw everyone was waiting. “that was very disappointing” Temperance said as we continued to walk around, Booth's eyes bugged out as he tried to recover from his 'trauma'.

“yeah I expected a bit more fear” I said. The others came out after words and Angela looked just as terrified as Booth.

Jack stuck his hands in his pockets and motioned to another attraction. “welp, there one more... Might as well get our money's worth” Angela sighed and followed him.

I tunred to my fiance and my best friend. “you two gonna be alright?” Lance nodded and so did Booth. “as long as there's no more freaking clowns.” he mumbled.

The four of us walked In the last building, it was The smallest one and looked like the haunted mansion from Scooby-Doo. We walked through a couple of hallway that made it feel like an actual Scooby-Doo themed attraction.

It wasn't really scary, meaning it didn't even bother Angela. “I think this is the end” Arastoo said.

As he said that the ceiling started cracking, something fell through making dust fill the area. “that smell is disgusting” Angela gasped as familiar stinch filled our noses.

“that's a rotting corps smell” I said covering my mouth and leaning into Lance.

“that looks really real” Arastoo said making us look down, it was clean skeleton that was stained red. Temperance knelt down and looked at the Skelton. “y/n, do you have your flashlight?”

I nodded and dug it out of my bag, Temperance shined it on the Skelton. “why would they put a real skeleton in a haunted house?” Angela asked.

"who knows, the 60s through the 80s were known to use real skeletons in horror movies” I said shrugging.

Jack took out his phone light and studied the now crime scene. “yup, look here sis” I looked and saw a couple of magets and a few termites.

“it looks like she's been here for almost four days” I said.

“call it in Booth it's real” Temperance said standing up. “looks like a female in her late 20s”

“thank God... Let's call it and get out of here” Booth mumbled and pulled out his phone and left the building, Lance followed pulling out his phone too. As they left a scare actor stopped them. Booth wasn't having it, getting into agent mode.

“Hey, this is a crime scene now” he barked and pulled out his badge. The scare actor's shoulders slumped and he pulled off his mask, he was just a teen.

“really man, I just got this job” the boys ignored him and called the Bureau.

“one normal night... That's all I ask” I sighed and stoped the other visitors before they could see the dead body.

“let's get her back to the lab before it catches too much attention” Temperance said.

The part of the park that we were at got shut down so the FBI could get through. Temperance and Jack left with them to get evidence.

“well that killed the mood” Angela said as we continued to walk after everyone was evacuated from the crim scene. “not really” I said.

“well, I'm beginning to believe this place is haunted” Cam added, I sighed. “well let's get to the lab, we're not going to bed anytime soon”

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We spent most of the night cleaning the Bones and checking for injuries. We found out the victim was strangled to death with one of those plastic chains that's used for decoration. The victim was killed and left about three day ago, three days before the Halloween park opened.

Lance came into my office about two hours later with tired eyes. I smiled softly as he plopped down on the couch that was in there. “did you get the killer”

Lance rubbed his face and nodded as I lyed down with him. “it was that kid me and Booth ran into when we were making calls”

“why did he do it?” I asked resting my head on his chest. “he wanted the part the victim had, apparently he worked at the attraction for years and the victim got the job right on the spot”

I shook my head. “the girl was so young”

“all her friends said she was so excited to get the job” Lance said.

We talked until we fell asleep, I don't know for how long but we were suddenly woken up by my brother. “What?”

“you guys should go home, the case is over” I sighed and looked at my watch and saw it was not only the next day but time for work too.

“no because our shift just started” I mumbled and sat up carefully. Lance ground and rolled over and fell back asleep. I let him sleep and went into the lab.

Everyone was setting around with energy drinks and coffee. “I'm starting to hate Halloween” Cam mumbled and downed her coffee.

Jack wordlessly handed me a monster and sat down next to him, as I sipped it the lights went out suddenly.

“son of a bitch!” I sighed and we just set there in the dark too tired to do anything.

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[fandom-imagines]

Friendship

Fandom: Halloween/Dead by Daylight

Pairing: Michael Myers x Reader

Words: 2k

Request by: @sweetpotato-97 <3

Part 2 anyone?

Visiting her grandfather at work had always been one of Y/N’s favourite pastimes. He always had something funny to show them or something nice (and tasty) to give them. Dr. Loomis, or ‘G’andad’ as she preferred to call him, had always been there for her through the entire seven years that she had been alive. Despite being overloaded with work from his latest case – a child who murdered his sister in cold blood – he always made sure he took breaks when Y/N came to visit, she was, after all, his only grandchild.

“G’andad!” Y/N yelled with a joyous laugh as she spotted Loomis in the distance of the reception, talking to another nurse, despite her not knowing what they were doing or talking about.

Sam turned around upon hearing her voice, a big smile on his face as he kneeled, arms open ready for her to jump into which she gladly did with a smile that mirrored his, if not wider. The nurse, who was yet to say anything, stood there with a soft smile, admiring them before bidding the Doctor a goodbye and leaving to attend to her duties around the psychiatric unit.

“Hello, Y/N,” Dr. Loomis said, picking the young girl up as he lifted himself to his feet. She snuggled into his chest, using the brown coat as a blanket of sorts. “What should we do today?” He asked her, signalling to the receptionist to let her know that he was taking his break to which they simply nodded, watching as he headed to his office, an unexpected big smile plastered on his lips.

The office, whilst boring, was Y/N’s favourite place in the entire building – one which she believed to be a typical hospital, not a psychiatric one and Sam didn’t have the heart to tell her the truth, even if he wanted to. She cheered as the door closed behind them and she realised where she was. As he set her down on the ground, Y/N rushed towards the brown leather chair situated behind the wooden desk, hopping into the comfort of the seat with a satisfied sigh.

“Don’t you be falling asleep on me!” Loomis jokingly warned her, smiling to himself as she giggled.

The doctor himself reached towards the top drawer in his shelf, opening it to grab a small pack of her favourite sweets, one that he didn’t even know the name on, just the look of the packaging. The noise of the wrapper caught Y/N’s attention immediately and she held her hands out in anticipation before saying a desperate ‘pleeeeease’ to which he simply chuckled and passed her the candy. She didn’t open it immediately, however, telling Sam about how she needed to save them, or something of the sort, he couldn’t exactly remember what she had said.

It was a sweet sight for him to see his granddaughter so happy whilst sat in his chair with a bag of sweets in hand, but nothing lasts forever, and a sigh left his lips as he was paged to go see one of his patients who had no doubt hurt themselves or somebody else.

“Stay there, I won’t be long,” were his final words before he rushed off to find out what his patient had done.

*

It wasn’t long until Y/N grew bored of waiting for her grandfather and decided to go explore the hospital; the worst she could see was someone sick, at least in her mind, and so she climbed off of the comfortable chair and headed outside of the unlocked office, venturing out into the first room she could find which just so happened to be the canteen.

Much to her dismay, there was nobody her age, in fact, the only person close to her age was a few years older than her, probably around nine or ten, not that it mattered to her, of course, she was just happy that the room wasn’t filled with adults.

The boy, whose name Y/N didn’t know, was seated alone at a table in the corner of the room, a plate of some gross-looking food in front of him which he didn’t seem too very fond of eating. Pity grew on her and she found herself rushing over to the table and taking a seat opposite him.

“Hi!” She grinned at the boy who simply spared her a threatening look, one which did not deter her. “I’m Y/N, what’s your name?”

The boy seemed to think for a moment before spotting the sweets in her hand and decided to speak for the first time in forever. “Michael.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Michael” Would you like a sweet?” Without hesitation, Y/N ripped open the bag of sweets and offered him one from the pack, something he gladly took; food there wasn’t exactly the best, to say the least.

Her smile towards him never faded, it only grew, even if she was the only one speaking. She didn’t mind being the only one talking, Sam had taught her that not everyone is a chatterbox like her, something which she had giggled at.

A bell rang, signalling that the patients must return to their rooms and with one final ‘goodbye’, Michael left Y/N behind who was quick to return to Sam’s office, acting as though she had never left. She wasn’t stupid, she knew that she would get in trouble for leaving, especially if she had been talking to strangers, but something about him felt different; not only was he around her age, but there was something different about him to other kids she knew and all she knew was that she was desperate to see him again.

*

The next time Y/N saw Michael was a week after their first encounter. She had brought two bags of sweets: one for her and one for Michael if she was to see him. A giddy smile was on her face as she entered to hospital, only this time it was for a different reason; she was excited to see Michael again.

It didn’t take long for her to pass Michael, in fact, it was on the way in and she smiled at him, discreetly handing him a bag of sweets as he walked past her, one which he took and hid without making it obvious to the others around them. Their interaction had her smiling for the rest of the day.

*

Y/N began visiting her grandfather more and more often throughout the weeks, eventually leading to her seeing him at work every day, even while he was working. However, little did he know that her visits weren’t for him, but for Michael. Loomis had never noticed how she would disappear from his office whilst he was working or how she would bring an extra bag of sweets or a little gift for his killer patient.  Each visit and interaction with Michael had her becoming happier and more attached to the boy and she would constantly be planning her next visit and what she would bring for him. Whilst he didn’t talk to her, not often anyway, she didn’t mind speaking for them both, something Michael himself was oddly grateful for considering most peoples got frustrated that he didn’t speak and it was annoying, yet Y/N was never bothered.

“Hi, Michael!” She greeted the boy with her usual smile, earning an almost unnoticeable nod from him. “I brought you a gift.” Y/N reached out to hand him the usual bag of sweets, but there was something else in her hand: a friendship bracelet. It wasn’t that she expected him to take it, she had learned that he wasn’t the biggest fan of people and friendships, but she decided to make him one anyway, just in case he would take it and, to her surprise, he did. He slipped the threaded bracelet over his wrist, tightening it and giving her a small smile before digging into his sweets.

The pair sat in a comfortable silence for a while, before Y/N heard the name of her grandfather being called and caught a glimpse of his coat through the window. In a moment of panic, she ducked beneath the table, landing on the floor beside Michael’s feet. Despite the pain, she knew it had to be done; Loomis could never find out about their friendship, he would go berserk and forbid her from seeing her new friend. 

Michael didn’t even spare her a glance, presumably knowing what was going on, which made it even less obvious what had just happened and it wasn’t exactly like any of the other patients were going to snitch on her; they were too sick to notice, Y/N assumed, still unaware of why Michael and the others were in the hospital and she had never asked, not that she would get a response, of course. It was Michael, after all. She had no idea and both Loomis and Michael prayed that she never would; she was too innocent to be involved with all of this, it was the one thing that they both agreed on.

It wasn’t difficult for Michael to guess her involvement with his doctor. She was young and he was old, so clearly a grandparent. Surprisingly enough, he didn’t care, she was the first person in a long time to show him genuine kindness and not treat him like the monster that most believe him to be. She was the first genuinely kind soul in his life, and he didn’t want to lose that, despite not admitting that to himself just yet.

“Is he gone?” The whisper from her caught Michael’s attention who simply nodded once he was certain that Loomis had left. He almost laughed at the mess of her hair when she popped back up, but he didn’t. “Phew! That was close. I should go, but I’ll see you again soon! Bye, Michael.”

Little did they both know, they would never see each other again in this world.

*

Y/N had no idea how long she had been in the entity’s realm, but each day felt like torture. Despite this, she had still made some good friends along the way, befriending each new survivor around the campfire with ease; her kindness never left. Laurie, the latest survivor, was detailing her past encounters with a man name Michael yet Y/N wasn’t entirely listening, too caught up in her memories of her past friend. She wishes she could have just said goodbye to him, given him a hug, anything that meant he wouldn’t believe that she had just abandoned him.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Meg whispered to the woman beside her, noticing her lost in her thoughts.

“Yeah,” came her simple response.

Meg, who decided to leave her to her thoughts, turned her attention back to Laurie who was still telling the group stories from her past.

*

Being summoned to a trial was the last thing Y/N wanted whilst she was attempting to rest and clear her mind from her previous thoughts about her past friend. Of course, there was nothing she could do about this besides sigh to herself as she began rushing around Haddonfield, unaware of the gaze following her every move.

With three survivors sacrificed, Y/N was the only one left whilst also being unharmed which was a shock to her considering how brutal and talented the new killer, who she hadn’t seen at all throughout the trial, was.

As she ventured around the new map in search for hatch, Y/N almost screamed as she ran into the killer. Cursing herself, the girl took a step back, looking up to see the killer whose name she didn’t even know.

Rather than try to run, Y/N simply offered the masked man a smile. “Hi, I’m Y/N.”

The killer froze for a moment, before turning around and signalling for her to follow him for some unknown reason, yet she did so anyway.

Their walk was silent, the only noise being her panting and the masked mans breaths. Y/N still had no idea what was going on until she stumbled into the mans stopped body right in front of the hatch. The eyes behind his mask held some familiarity to Y/N, yet she couldn’t quite place it until she heard the man say his name as she jumped into the hatch.

“Michael.”

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[multific]

When They Finally Find You - Slashers Preferences

Warning: Murder (duh), suggestive themes

A/N: Thank you for the idea to my beautiful friend @imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl​ ❤❤❤

Jason Voorhees

When Jason saw you, he was overwhelmed. He finally found you, after looking for so long. When he realized that you, his everything, was gone, he knew something was off, you never ever left the camp.

He looked everywhere for you, following his instincts, he wandered around with a picture of you and killed everyone he came across. And then, he was finally able to find you.

"Jason!" you were crying from happiness. He ran over to you, taking the ropes from your hands, you immediately hugged him and he hugged you back.

He lifted you, carrying you home.

You looked at the bodies scattered in the house as he brought you out and you were happy to be in the arms of Jason again, where you belonged.

Michael Myers

It was no secret you have been kidnapped.

People sent a video to Michael, taunting him. They wanted to kill you, just like Michael killed their loved ones. Is what they said.

You were scared, yes, but you also knew Michael, he will kill every single one of these people, you just had to win some time for Michael to find you.

And when he did. It was a massacre. He brutally killed and displayed all of their corpses, showing it to the world, that no one messes with Michael Myers.

And you, you made it out with a couple of bruises, but as he came to your rescue, you saw him halt in the middle of the room once he saw your face. Your beautiful face, which he loved so much, was littered with red and purple marks. Michael was angry, but at the same time extremely happy that you were still alive.

He carried you through the corpses as he walked you home, he wasn't really a gentle person but he tended to your wounds as best as he could.

Hannibal Lecter

A cult kidnapped you, not knowing who you were, they were fanatics of the Ripper, their plan was to eat your organs and put you on display, just like the Ripper did. But little did they know, they kidnapped the wrong person.

Hannibal was extremely intelligent, it didn't take him long to find you before the cops did.

Hannibal walked in on the people trying to surgically remove your liver. He killed them all, later he had plans for them, but for now, you were the priority. He fixed you, and he would be a liar if he said your liver didn't look delicious, but not you, he would never take that from you, he prefered to eat you in other ways.

You woke up, hours later in your own bed, Hannibal was playing on your favourite instrument, you tried to move but your wound hurt. You were just happy to be home.

Yautja

Yautja are hunters, so finding you was an easy task. He tracked you to a government building.

You were taken for your relations to an alien species. They wanted to know more about them, and they weren't afraid to torture you for the information. But you didn't tell them anything.

Because you knew, your Mate would find you soon, and he did. He came into the building, guns blazing, bodies flying. He knew they needed to be taught a lesson, no one messes with his Mate. 

He was clicking affectionately, something he often did to calm you, as he freed you from your restraints.

Your feet hurt so much, you couldn't stand, he had to carry you out.

There is nothing like having a huge, strong Yautja carry you out after he saved you. You'll be sure to thank him later, once you gain your energy back.

Thomas Hewitt

You were taken from him by the police.

They arrested you after they found the bodies of the teens who managed to run away and called the cops on you. Thomas tried his best to hide you while he fought off a couple of police men, but you weren't lucky.

While Thomas managed to run away, you were captured and taken to jail. You were questioned many times, yet you never answered. You would never tell on your family.

While you were put in a cell, Thomas was looking for you.

You were also plotting a way to escape. It took a long time, but you finally found a way.

And you executed your plan perfectly, you were free. Now, you just needed to find your Tommy.

It didn't take long for you to do. Thomas was an easy man, you could understand him easily.

When you entered the house, you started yelling for him, but no answer. Soon, you walked to your shared room, and sure enough there he was, sitting on your bed, you noticed the dried blood on the wall.

"Tommy?" he truly thought it was his imagination, but when you touched him, you became real. He hugged you so tight, that you nearly suffocated.

Patrick Bateman

Patrick didn't even notice you being gone, it took him, three days when his shirts stopped ironing themselves and the food from the fridge didn't magically restock itself. That is when he noticed, his wife was gone!

But who would dare to even look your way let alone take you?

He knew you didn't leave him, he knew you loved him. So, it had to be someone.

And he was right, a jealous friend of his took you. He thought Bateman didn't deserve you, so he took you to his home. He made you cook and clean his home. He held a pistol to your head and during the nights, he chained you in the basement.

Patrick found you easily, the friend liked to brag, so of course, he wouldn't shut up about how he has a wife now.

Patrick wasted no time, the man was dead in a matter of seconds, he didn't even fully realise what just happened before he was dead.

Patrik found you hiding in the kitchen.

"Patrick! Oh, thank God." you rushed to him and he hugged you.

"I'm not going to let a bastard like him have something that's mine."

Brahms Heelsire

He wouldn't let anyone take you, ever.

You live in his house, far from people, why would you need to leave?

But it wouldn't mean people wouldn't come.

People heard about a woman living alone in a huge mansion. Some thought it was weird others saw an opportunity to rob the place.

So, men would come, in hopes of treasure, and all they get is killed.

Brahms keeps you safe, no matter from who or what, you are safe and sound in your home.

Nothing better than seeing you sip your tea while reading a book as he dragged away the bodies of the intruders.

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[lieutenantfloyd]

What started out as a harmless prank on your sweet husband Bob had quickly delved into chaos.

You had purchased the prop sound machine while making a quick run to your local hardware store. Bob was a notorious scaredy cat, and what better way to celebrate the spooky season than with a few frights?

What you hadn’t expected was for Bob to genuinely believe your charming old home was haunted.

Now he’s on the phone with his southern (and horribly superstitious) family, painting the porch ceiling blue to ward off spirits while your in-laws rattle off a list of supplies he can use to bless the house. All while you try your best to convince everyone that it was just a prank.

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[horror-my-stories]

Slashers react to s/o who's a thief.

Michael Myers:

Your profession of being a thief in the local area is how you and Michael met. You were scoping out the rich neighborhood in Haddonfeild. The street was filled with mini mansions and their stuff was yours for the taking. You chose the biggest house and snuck in through the window. Creeping quietly through the house you turned the corner into the living room when you see the dead bodies of the couple that owned the house laying bloody on their very expensive rug. Damn shame the rug would have been worth a fortune. Standing over them is the Boogeyman of Haddonfeild, Michael fucking Myers. He looks up from the bodies and stares at you, You raised your arms in surrender,

"Hey man I just wanted to rob them!" You exclaimed.

For some reason, one that you will never know he seemed appeased by that answer. From then on you two would come to an arrangement. He kills the owners of the house and you rob them. It works really well, you guys work perfectly together. Michael especially likes when you steal things that he likes for him. Like one night you only stole candy from people and by the end of the night you presented to him a whole sack filled with every candy under the sun.

Bo Sinclair:

Just like Michael, Bo is a-okay with your sticky hands. He likes to team up with you when people roll into town. Bo will distract them by taking them into the garage to talk about their car and you will go through their belongings and find anything of interest. Yeah they will be dead soon anyways so you could just wait until they are turned into wax statues in the museum, but its like its a game for you and Bo. The thrill of not getting caught excites the both of you. Once the visitors are dealt with, Vincent is working away in his studio and Lester is god knows where, you and Bo will sit in the living room and go through all the treasure you've gathered while he was distracting everyone. Bo was really touched the first time you gave him a little gift you stole. At first he was shocked that you would even think of him, to go out of your way to get something just for him. Bo will cherish anything that you give him. Little knicknacks? every single one is displayed somewhere in his space, whether that your guys bedroom or at the garage. Jewelry? Never takes it off, even when he sleeps and showers, he refuses to take off the bracelet you gave him.

Thomas Hewitt:

Thomas is indifferent about you being a thief. As long as you don't get hurt he doesn't care what you do. If you ever got hurt while trying to steal from one of the victims. There would be nowhere on the farm they could hide that Thomas wouldn't find them and tear them apart limb from limb. Thomas is very protective of you but he loves the little trinkets you give him. He'll keep them in the room you share with him. After working endlessly to provide for the family and take the shit from Hoyt all day, he loves to come into the room and be reminded how much you love him. Thomas especially likes when you steal from Hoyt. Even if its just as little as taking a pair of his socks, anything to ruin Hoyt's day brings Thomas joy.

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[fandom-imagination-ss]

day 3 of Halloween imagines

Imagine: Going to a Halloween Party and Jace catches sight of you in your costume before you go. and Alec teases him about Jace’s face. 

It wasn’t every day you go out to a Mundane Party, But Simon invited you out with Clary and Jace was Protrolling tonight so he couldn’t Go, Alec simply didn’t want to And Isabelle was going out with Jace. 

you’ve never been to A Halloween Party Shadow hunters just don’t celebrate Halloween. when Simon said you had to dress up. Clary gave you ideas. each however was a “monster’ or just a sexy Nurse, doctor, or police officer. Anything “Sexy” seemed laughable to you. you weren’t sexy you were Curvy. But Not “Sexy” so Anything Sexy was a NO. but anything Monster seemed offensive to you. a Witch? a Ghost? a vampire? Clary suggested A Cat. but as you searched thru different costumes they were all other very bulky or Very Skin tight outfits. then you came across a Onesie Bear costume with cute little ears and fluffy warm mitten/paws. you instantly FELL in love with it. and bought it. Clary tried to stir you towards a more ‘mature” costume but the bear Onesie was what you wanted. So Clary didn’t fight too hard.

since hearing you were attending a Halloween Party. Jace has been curious about what you would be. knowing you, you wouldn’t be any down order it would offend someone and you had the heart of gold you actively go out of your way to be considerate and kind. Not a Single-cell In Jace’s body doubted you wouldn’t be a down order. He heard Clary mention to Izzy that she was trying to stir you to be a Sexy Nurse. or a Sexy farmer.  but again Jace Knew you wouldn’t feel comfortable showing that much skin. Even those who were Raised to be a Bad Ass Shadowhunter weren’t like Izzy you didn’t flaunt your Skin and preferred to be more covered up and wear comfy clothes vs Anything Izzy would wear. One time he saw you wearing Leather you were so uncomfortable you had to put a calming ruine onto your skin to calm you down. it was for a mission. Izzy dressed you up like her and you Nearly passed out. Hating leather. 

Jace narrowed down his Ideas of your costume to another A Cat, which was a common costume. Or a pumpkin. the more Jace thought about it. the more he was certain you would come down in a big orange pumpkin outfit.

“Has Y/N mentioned what she’s going on?” Jace looked up from the piano seeing Alec walking into the room and flopping down onto the sofa. 

Izzy was sitting already fixing her nails. “No, Not yet. those Clary. didn’t seem too impressed. but also impressed she said she was shocked. when Y/N picked out her outfit. I knew I should of went with her. I love Y/N but she never takes risks.” 

Jace rolled his eyes hitting the C major key when the door opened again to see Clary. Went as a Statue of liberty while Y/N came in smiling brightly.  

Jace’s face instantly lit up seeing you. your face was painted probably by clary to look like a teddy bear face. as you were jumping happily giving Alec a big bear hug. you were their age. but you weren’t guarded or hardened by your life’s work. you loved kicking ass and were a decent fighter. but you were also just a Ray of Sunlight. All the leaders of each group love it when they get to chat with you. you were just a ray of Goodness. 

When you first arrived two years ago. Jace took one look at you and rolled his eyes thinking you would be an Annoying hunter who probably wasn’t any good. but when you saved him from a pack of demons. and then went on calling him an idiot. he was hooked. 

He always turned to you when he was miserable and needed cheering up or just a simple smile. you would deliver almost instantly so seeing you as a Bear. A Cute bear in a Onesie outfit he couldn’t help the big bright smile as you gave Izzy a big hug. then you went to Jace giving him a big squeeze he hugged you instantly resting his head on top of yours as he grinned. he loved when you hugged him. he could survive on just your hugs. Clary soon mentioned they were running late and you freed Jace telling them to be careful as the two friends dashed off. 

“My God! I haven’t seen you smile that big. in my entire life.’ 

Alec Loved Teasing Jace about his Crush on you. you weren’t the typical girl Jace has fallen for before, he normally went after girls like Clary. brave bold, strong pigheaded girls. who were badass. Alec was for a time worried Jace would fall for Izzy But that fear changed when they grew up and Jace never looked at Izzy that way. Jace had a game. he knew how to make a girl smile, what to say what to do. but when it came to you. he was a complete mess. you had No idea the effect you had on him. Alec Also Loved the fact the sweetest kindest girl in the world the one who would beat the crap out of a down worlder and refuse to Cuss who uses words like “Sugar!” instead of Shit.  caught not only the eye of his brother. but had Absolutely No idea How much of a hold you had on him. Alec could feel the Love Jace had for you whenever Jace thought about oyu. and that was often and when you were in the room just minding your business doing nothing special just talking to someone. he could feel Jace looking at you. “Just Ask Y/N out already! i can’t stand this Sappy Love eye sanymore! it’s making me Sick.” 

izzy chuckled at her brother as she spoke, “I can’t believe she’s wearing a Oneise to her first Halloween Party! I should give Simon a warning Y/N looks too adorable.” 

Jace tensed up hearing that. why would Simon need a warning as Izzy spoke, ‘you know- he asked if she liked him. he’s thinking about asking her out-” 

Jace’s eyes grew large as he bolted out the door and after you. No way in Hell he was losing you to SIMON! 

Izzy grinned seeing Jace’s reaciton as Alec was stunned, “Simon really likes her?”  

“God No! but he doesn’t know that. and now he will finally ask her out!” 

“that is prue evil. I love it.” she chuckled at Alec as they fist pumped. now neither one of them could wait to hear what you said. or what Jace siad. cause Izzy knew you would be asking for advice and telling Izzy everything when you get home.

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[footballerimaginess]

Halloween Nail Artist

credit to @prettygrealish for the gif!  HALLOWEEK  17. Halloween Nail Art  Jack Grealish  Word Count: 446 These nails are all taken from pinterest!  You were an up and coming nail artist, your nails had completely viral and you were so overwhelmed with the response of how many people were loving your nails.  You had been lucky enough to set up your own salon in a summer house which you built, it was amazing. You had worked so hard to get here, you couldn’t believe how far you’ve come.  As Halloween was coming up, you had so many nails to get ready and do. As well as creating content for your social media accounts.  “There you are, you weren’t answering your calls babe” you looked up to see Jack standing at the door. 

“Oh sorry, I never even noticed. I have been too busy practising this set of nails” you showed him as he walked closer towards you.  “Ahh they are cool, you are such a talented baby. I was wondering if you wanted food?” he asked you as you nodded.  “Yes please, but I need to finish filming this. So maybe we have food in, if that is okay” you smiled as Jack nodded.  “Of course babe, that sounds good to me. I will get some food and bring it in while the lady works on her masterpiece” you laughed as he walked out.  “Here we go darling, I grabbed you a McDonalds” you grinned as he walked back after being away which felt like forever.  “Ahh thank you Jack, look at this set I have just completed” you showed him the false nails which you had just completed after taking you forever. 

“How are you so talented, I can’t wait to see the other sets you’ve done babe. You will get so many clients soon, I guess I will have to post your nails on my story and you get everyone coming to you yeah?” you grinned as you could see the excitement appear on his face.  “Oh Jack, you really would do that. For me?” he nodded as you had the biggest smile on your face.  “Yes, you deserve all of the love and your nails are just so fucking good. You are just such a talented baby, the whole world deserves to see the nails.” you blushed at all of these compliments.  “Stoppp it you, I feel like I am really living my dream right now. It is making me just so happy, I can’t believe it. I have so many more to show you and complete. I have the longest lists” you laughed as you showed him your notepad as you stuffed a chip in your mouth.  “I am the proudest boyfriend, this is going to do so well for you I hope” you grinned. 

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[otakugoddes]

🎃Day 5= Cute Costumes (Denki Kaminari)🎃

DAY 5=Cute Costumes (Denki Kaminari)

Gender neutral Reader (they/them)

Warnings: Jumpscare and the trio being scaredy cats, one or two swear words. Mina, Denki and Sero shenanigans.

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Denki was so used to dressing up scary for Halloween, so imagine his surprise when he found out every other costume store sold out and it was only the cutesy ones left. He howled in despair when he came back from shopping, buying more candy now that he didn't have a costume.

He sighed in anguish and sank into the couch, you came up behind him and put your arms around his neck.

"Why is your cute face so droopy...you look like the scream mask!"

"There are no more scary costumes! They're all sold out! Only ones left are the cute...cringey ones!"

You nodded thoughtfully, "Honestly...your face right now looks pretty horrifying so you don't even need a costume!" You cooed at his adorable pout.

He scoffed, pulling your arm so you could jump onto the couch next to him. Settling in his lap he nuzzled his face into your neck and murmured, "Just really wanted to have a sick ass costume!"

You pat his head while he complained into your neck.

"Why don't you just make a costume instead of wasting money on one you're not going to wear again?" You suggested.

He perked up.

Denki always bought costumes, never indulging in the garden task such as making your own costume from scratch. He did however, applaud the amazing effort that people who made their costumes put in, those people ended up winning the costume competitions all the time.

"If I do...will you help me?"

"Duh...I already have materials for my costume!" You scoff.

Denki kissed your check, "This is why I love you! Let's go!"

As you and Denki charged up to your room, holding hands and excusing yourself when bumping into the others, you discussed exactly what kind of costume he was going for so you could help him.

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An hour later, Denki ended up with a near perfect scarecrow costume. Browns, greys and mossy greens stitched together like patched up overalls, red painted into them mimicking blood.

"Woah! This is amazing!"

You pat yourself on the shoulder smugly, giving him a toothy grin, "Your praise makes my cold heart melt!"

"I'm gonna scare the kids so bad they'll poop!" He chuckled mischievously.

"Don't scare them too much! They might actually just call their parents and have you detained in jail for harassments. I saw that happen to a kid!" You snorted at his suddenly terrified expression.

He then looked back up to see you still busy with your own costume.

"Your one's not done yet?"

"I'll join you soon! I'll be done in half an hour!” You grinned back and he nodded.

He went to fit on his costume, leaving you to finish your own in a giddy buzz. Denki joined up with Sero and Mina with an extra large bag for candy since he planned on sharing with you the ones you would miss.

Mina was dressed as a retro 1950's singer with neon and bright colors all over her, plus roller skates. Sero just wrapped himself up with tape (very original).

Mina pouted when just he turned up, "Where is (Name)?! I wanted to see their costume!"

Sero patted her back, "Knowing (Name)...they probably want to gave such a cool costume they'd stay behind to make it extra badass!"

Mina and Denki both sighed collectively.

"Well! No point in wasting the night moping, (Name)'ll catch up right?"

"Yeah totally!"

A half an hour later, the trio were in a sugar crazed buzz, going from door to door getting candy but most of the time getting shut down by reluctant people.

Denki stopped along the road and counted the candy in his bag...it was only 1/3 full and the night was still young.

"Maaaaaan! That last could have been more generous with the candy corns!" Mina complained as she looked at the pathetic amount of candy in her bag.

"Those kids were nice to give up peanutbutter cups!" Sero commented.

The three were so into their candy that neither noticed the ominous figure sauntering their way.

Denki was just about to reach for his bag after setting it down before a clammy hand closed around his.

"WHAT THE HECK?!" He started screaming as the hands of the horrible looking undead ghoul thingy pawed at him, Mina started screaming and pushed Sero to save Denki.

"WHAT THE HECK MINA?!"

"GO SAVE YOUR BEST FRIEND!"

"HE'S NOT MY BEST FRIEND!"

As they had their screaming match, Denki pushed the Ghoul away and pushed both of them to start running.

It was like a scene from Scooby Doo where the gang ran away from the monster trying to catch them.

"RUN YOU SLOW DUMBASSES!"

"DON'T YELL AT ME BECAUSE YOU'RE ABOUT TO DIE!"

"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!"

Nobody could tell who was screaming what, only that it was bloody murder.

They had run into an alley (big mistake) in a moment of indecision and were now back up against the wall.

The ghoul thing suddenly cackled.

"Nowhere left to run...little rascals!"

Denki cuddled his two best friends as he mumbled, "Just tell (Name) I love them if you guys survive okay?"

But the impact never came as he shut his eyes, only a cruel laugh that sounded more and more normal than the distorted maniacal chuckle.

The ghoul stepped back and pulled off the ugly mask, "Trick or Treat, Suckers!" Only to reveal you with a very smug grin.

Denki hugged you as Mina and Sero collasped from fright, muttering about how they hate you and how good of a scare that was.

"You scared me half to death babe!" Denki laughed hysterically into your costume.

"I had to do something big with this costume...you three cry babies just happened to be my victims!"

"I hate you!" Denki cried.

"That was an awesome scare though!" Mina cheered and hugged you.

"I almost wet my pants!" Sero shuddered.

You bowed to the three of them and picked your mask up again, "Alright scaredy cats...let's go get some candy!"

The three cheered and you four went out on the prowl, hunting for candy like crazed animals.

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[ivorydragoness44]

Darth Maul x mauldalorian!Reader: To Live For

Word Count: 365

Notes/Warnings: Uh, Maul kinda prowling around the Reader while questioning them, like a Maul version of “I know that you like me, just tell me.” But in his own way. Also, very lightly suggestive and up for interpretation ending.

Summary: The Reader is a Mauldalorian, they get called to Maul’s quarters, he asks them questions while progressively getting closer to them.

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  Responding to one of Lord Maul’s requests was not unusual for a mauldalorian like yourself. However, a request to see him personally in his quarters did spike your heart-rate.

  Upon entering his quarters, you removed your helmet. You felt the need to hold your breath, but fought against it. The main room was cloaked in darkness. The only source of light came from the luminescence  of the city lights filtering in through the windows.

  “Lord Maul?” You called out with a veil of hesitance.

  There, in the far corner of the room, you locked eyes with his. They glowed with a golden hue in the darkness, waiting and watching closely as you had stepped further. You froze.

  “Your loyalty has intrigued me,” he said with a voice far too much like velvet. “Tell me, what do you gain from all of this, from my rule?”

  Taking a breath, you thought carefully for a moment, ripping your eyes away from his. Could there be a wrong answer?

  “The chance to live, my lord.”

  “Live for what?” He specified, the sound of his footsteps hardly gracing your ears as he drew closer, emerging into the light.

  You stilled again, he began to slowly pace around you. “The cause.” You swallowed thickly, becoming aware that he was closing the distance between the pair of you with each pass. Then, he stopped directly behind you.

  “Hmm,” he hummed in thought. The sound alone sending chills up your spine. “I sense that it is much more than that. So, tell me again…what is it that you live for?”

  “Myself…my own well-being and…”

  “And?”

  His warm breath against your neck made your head start swimming.

  “For you, Lord Maul,” you breathed out, barely reaching your own ears.

  Maul’s hands grasped your waist and you nearly dropped your helmet. Giving a quiet growl of approval into your ear his lips came upon your neck. Lightly, he grazed his teeth over the skin of your neck. As if instinctually, your head tilted back.

  It definitely was not what you had expected that night. Though as you found your eyelids drifting close, you would not have it any other way.

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[where-dreamers-go]

Imagine: Gabriel showing up after you went out on a hunt.

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"Hey, we all signed up for this," Dean defended, "and they're fine now." He gestured to your seated form.

Gabriel turned, one of his hands slipping from yours.

"Fine?" Gabriel repeated.

"Gabe," you whispered in an attempt to deter him from the inevitable conversation. If one could call it that.

His hand gave a light squeeze to your shoulder. Then he was on the move.

Quick, long strides had him in front of the two Winchesters in seconds.

The brothers squared up, ready for an attack.

"Gabe."

The archangel stopped. Honey-colored eyes lit with growing fury that was tethered back only by your words.

"Please don't." You adjusted the ice pack that balanced between your back and the couch cushion. "I agreed to go. I wanted to go."

"We all knew the dangers of going after this ghost." Sam explained calmly. "(Y/N) saved my life and we all made it back. All in one piece, alright?"

Gabriel's posture didn't relax. "You're both lucky to have (Y/N). Remember that."

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[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

warnings: swearing, blood, mention of murder, smut in a closet (consensual), Patrick is sadistic (choking), reader is his personal assistant-workplace relationship, drinking (others), non-con kissing between reader and secondary character, drugs (others)

AN: for the first time in a long time, I’m writing smut. That means this is 18+ NSFW. Act accordingly please. I’m still tagging this Halloween as it’s Patrick Bateman and they are at a Halloween party. Story under the cut.

The loud music pounded against my back and my ears as I stood against the wall. Why Patrick had decided this was the party he wanted to attend I didn’t know. But he was late. I glanced at the small watch on my wrist and rolled my eyes. Another ten minutes and I was gone.

“Enjoying yourself?” I rolled my eyes before turning to look at Paul. He had a drink in each hand and was holding one out to me. I shook my head at him but he kept pushing it towards my hand.

“Oh yes. I always stand in the back of the room against a wall at every party I enjoy myself at.” Sarcasm dripped from my every word but I doubted he knew that. His pupils were dilated and there was a faint white smudge under his nose. The cup he was holding out was finally put into my hand. I thought about dropping it but decided I would wait until he left before I got rid of it.

“That’s good.” Paul drawled out as he leaned against the wall next to me. “Where’s Bateman? I thought attending this party was his idea.” I nodded as I turned my attention to the party going on around us.

“It was.” Paul never once took his eyes off of me and it was starting to get unsettling. “He’s just running late. I called him half an hour ago and he said he was returning some video tapes.” I bit my lip, knowing he used that excuse a lot.

“Must have gotten distracted.” Paul laughed and I offered a faint smile as I looked over at him. “With someone like you around, I can see how.” Without warning, Paul lunged forward and kissed me hard. I jolted, pushed him away and dumped the cup he’d given me over his head. Paul reared back, sputtering as the alcohol ran into face. As he put distance between the two of us, I cried out in pain.

“Fuck!” I reached up and touched my mouth. Pulling my hand away from my bottom lip, I held it up so I could see it in the pulsing light. Blood shimmered in different colors and slowly ran down both my lip and fingers. Reaching out, I not so gently wiped my hand on Paul’s suit.

“The fuck is wrong with you?!” He stepped back again as I turned towards a nearby table to grab napkins to press to my still bleeding mouth. My eyes widened in shock.

“What’s wrong with me?! What’s wrong with you?!” I cried. A hand appeared on Paul’s shoulder and I looked up to see Patrick standing behind him.

“Maybe I can be of some assistance here.” His even tone said he already knew what happened but wanted to see where this would go. I pulled the napkin away to see what the damage was just as his eyes flickered down to my lips. His gaze hardened as I wiped away another trickle of blood. “What happened?”

“This asshole poured their drink on me!” Patrick looked over Paul’s head at me as Paul started to dab at his jacket with a spare napkin. I rolled my eyes and gestured to my lip.

“This asshole,” I waved my hand in front of me. “Forced a drink into my hands, kissed me without consent and bit my fucking lip. So I dumped the drink on his head and wiped the blood on his suit.” Patrick smirked and stepped around Paul to check the damage done to my lip.

“I’ll take care of him.” He whispered as he inspected the cut. I nodded as he flagged down a waiter to grab a wet napkin. Once it was in his hand, Patrick gently dabbed at the cut. When I no longer tasted copper in my mouth, he turned his attention back to Paul. “Now why don’t you come with me Paul? We’ll get you cleaned up and help you find a nice girl. How’s that sound?” Patrick put on his business voice and Paul fell for it. The two wandered off towards the exit instead of the bathroom. I took care of the mess we’d made before finding a secluded area to wait for Patrick. He walked back in not long after.

“That’s new.” I raised an eyebrow as I gestured to his face. Patrick shrugged and put his arm over my shoulder.

“If anyone asks I’ll just say I stepped out to give Paul a cab and get into my costume.” I chuckled as we made the rounds, keeping the incident on the down low. A few people people commented on the blood splatter across his face. Given it was a Halloween party, there wasn’t much issue. It wasn’t long until we were left alone again.

“And where is Paul?” I asked quietly. Patrick’s eyes shifted over to me and there was hesitancy in them. “Patrick we both know you didn’t call him a cab. Where did you put him?” Patrick tightened his grip on my shoulder before steering me towards the hallway. Once checking the coast was clear, he pushed me into a spare closet.

“Paul is in the trunk of his car. If anyone asks, he left by cab and will come back for his car tomorrow. By then, the body will be discovered and no one will know who did it.” I nodded as Patrick settled in front of me. As he pressed against me, a smirk made its way across my face.

“Does it really turn you on that much to have literally just gotten away with murder?” I teased, hovering my face in front of his but not quite close enough to kiss him. Patrick’s mouth twitched as he closed the distance roughly. I could feel his hands moving. One finally settled on my waist while the other gently closed around my neck. “Mmm. I guess it does.” Patrick chuckled lowly as he pulled away.

“Willing to test that theory?” He teased. This was a different side of Patrick. One that only came out if you got him right after a murder. One that hardly ever came out to play. Unless you knew how to pull it out. And I knew how to pull it out. Rolling my eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him back in for another kiss.

Patrick’s hands slid down and started to remove the pants I was wearing. I hummed against his lips as he got them pushed down. Patrick moved to start kissing my neck as I fumbled with his belt. After a few minutes, Patrick rested his forehead against mine and covered my hands with his. I looked into his eyes as he smiled sweetly at me while helping me get his belt undone.

“Ready?” He asked once his pants were pulled down enough to get his dick out. I nodded as his hand came up to wrap around my neck again. He gently squeezed and his voice took on a hard edge. One that got me ready for the act we were about to commit. “Use your words (Y/N). Ready?”

“Yes.” I breathed out. Kissing me again, Patrick entered me hard and fast. His pace didn’t slow down as he grabbed my wrists and held them above my head. He kept kissing me to silence the moans and gasps I let out.

“Keep quiet. Or we stop right here.” I bit my lip as Patrick once again made his way down my throat and just under the collar of my shirt.

“Oh Patrick.” I breathed out when he reached a particularly sensitive spot. “Patrick…I’m….Patrick.” He nodded against my collarbone and tightened his grip on my throat before raising his head to rest against mine. I struggled to breath as he pounded into me relentlessly.

“Cum for me.” He breathed out against my lips. “Cum (Y/N).”

“Patrick!” I gasped and angled my hands down to grip onto his the best I could in the position they were in as I came. Patrick groaned before spilling in me. His hand left my throat and he gently lowered my arms. A kiss was placed on my forehead before he pulled out. “So it does get you off.” I muttered as he tucked himself back into his pants. I straightened myself out and helped him brush off any wrinkles that had appeared on his suit.

“I suppose so. We’ll have to test that theory out a bit more for conclusive results though.” He smiled at me before opening the door and letting me walk out in front of him. His arm fell around my waist as we rejoined the party.

“I look forward to it.” I looked around the room and faced Patrick with a smirk. “Who’s next?”

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[darling-i-read-it]

Mask

Michael Myers x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.2k 

Warnings: blood, michael being a smug dick, choking (while making out), mentions of murder, descriptions of wounds 

A/N: i posted this on my other blog i had for a fat minute so if you feel like this is familarl you might have already read it lol. but i wanted to post it here too cause i liked it <3

You had no idea what Michael looked like under the mask. You had never asked and he was damn not going to show. Even after he started to come around more, sleep in your home, he never took off his mask. You got the impression he didn’t mind staying out of whatever place they were keeping him. Smiths Grove you were pretty sure. He didn’t kill every night. It was a weird sense of normalcy that the two of you had created. But still, the face under the mask remained a mystery to you. 

You didn’t wait up for him at night. Sometimes he would be back before the sun fell, sometimes he wouldn’t be back until it rose. There was no telling which night was which. Like tonight, you were vaguely aware of the sun going down through the blinds as you read something on the couch. You had work in the morning and should probably start getting ready for bed soon but the book had just gotten good. 

You pushed the page to the side, biting your thumbnail. You might even have to finish the book tonight with how this was going. Though you didn’t want to stay up too late. You were mulling over these decisions when you heard the front door open. 

You looked up over the book. Would he come into the living room drenched in blood? Clean? It was like russian roulette with him sometimes. You didn’t mind much, it kept your life interesting. 

“Michael? I’m in here!” you called, not really wanting to get up from your spot. You could hear his even footsteps thudding along the hardwood hallway. You didn’t anticipate much of a reaction from him. He lived with you because he could tolerate you, you had food, and somewhere to sleep when he collapsed eventually. He had never said a word to you and you never expected him to. 

It took you a moment to look up from your book again. He was standing in the living room, unmoving. His hands were at his side. There was a sticky red on his jumpsuit that you would recognize anywhere. Blood. It was a little early for that but it wasn’t a shock. 

What was a shock was that his mask was half ripped. There was a jagged cut from the eye down to his neck. In the dim lighting of the setting sun you couldn’t see much of his features. It was just a dark shadow with some dirt and blood, his or someone elses you weren’t sure. 

This was uncharted territory for you. You put your book down slowly, standing up. You hesitated walking up to him. As always, there was no expression to read. Did he want you to fix the mask? 

“I’ll get you a new mask but everything is closed tonight. You’re welcome to go out and find a new one,” you said gingerly. You half expected him to just go upstairs into your bed where he had taken residence and pass out without half a care. But he just stood there. For a second you thought he fell asleep standing up like a horse or something. “Michael?” 

He took one step towards you. You instinctively took half a step backwards but after a moment of thought, closed the small gap between the two of you. He was breathing heavily. You eyed him warily. 

With such slow movements you could have mistaken him for being still he raised his hands up to his head. He wrapped his fingers under the mask. At first you didn’t understand what he was doing and then it dawned on you. You parted your lips in surprise as he lifted the broken mask up over his head. 

You didn’t want to make this a big deal. Michael was like a cat. If you pointed something out he would recoil and who knows when he would be willing to give it another go. 

Though your face remained a (reluctant) neutral, your heart was beating a mile a minute. He was handsome. There was a cut down his face that was identical to the one his mask dawned. It was deep too. Who knew how someone had gotten that close to injure him that deeply. He had dark eyes, though you weren't’ all that surprised about that. Sharp wide cheekbones and a cold gaze. His hair was curly. It was unkempt and clearly unwashed. You tried to get him to bathe every week or so but it was a hassle and you never saw him wash his hair. So the curls were natural, reaching the top of his ears. He was annoyingly beautiful. 

You cleared your throat. There was no expression on him to read and you doubted there ever would be. 

“I’ll get the stuff for your face.” You started to walk away but he grabbed your arm, causing you to jump. You turned back towards him. He was looking down at you, a neutral look in his eye that had an undertone with control. “Michael?” you whispered. You wanted your voice to be louder but nothing strong came out. 

Did you dare kiss him and risk breaking your neck? In the moment you were pretty positive it would be worth it. You moved forward and kissed him. His jaw was timid. You had never kissed like this before. You put your hand on his jaw and slowly started to move it. 

He let you take the lead but only for a moment. 

Once he got the hang of it he easily took the control back. He put a hand firmly on your arm and moved you back until you finally hit a wall. He raised his hand and wrapped it around your neck. For a moment you thought he was going to squeeze the life out of you. Panic started to rise in your chest but it was subdued when he squeezed the sides. He could still break you but at least you would be happy going. 

Michael pulled away. His blood had gotten on your face. It had started to pour down his chin. His face gave away no signs of pleasure or disdain. You however were breathing happily, holding your neck with an impressed look on your face. 

“You sure got the hang of that quick,” you breathed. “Lemmee get the stuff for your eye,” was all you could think to say next. He let you walk past him this time. If you didn’t know any better there was a smug aura in the air as you left him.

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[random-imaginess]

I KNOW I'M LATE, BUT I WANT TO DO SOME HALLOWEEN THEMED IMAGINES. So if you want to send something in, please feel free to do so!

I'll take requests for: Harry Styles/ any of his characters ( I'm excited he's obtaining a character list!) Chris Evans Munro Chambers/Eli Goldsworthy Shayne Topp

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[chloe-skywalker]

Holiday Imagine Masterlist

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By @chloe-skywalker

Main Masterlist

*= Requested

(Updated version of this masterlist)

New Years (Eve & Day:

Midnight Kiss - Bucky Barnes (Avengers)

Valentines Day:

Dead Valentines - Joker & Harleys Quinns Daughter

Secret Valentines Day Plans - Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Love - Bucky Barnes (Avengers)

I Think I'm In Love With You - Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

St Patrick's Day:

Leprechaun Traps - Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf)

Easter:

~ Coming Soon. . .

May The 4th/Force Be With You:

May The 4th Be With You - Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Independance Day (USA):

Way Better - Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Halloween:

Halloween Party - Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Thanksgiving:

Your Part Of My Family - Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Christmas (Eve & Day):

I Gave You My Heart - Jason Todd / Joker's Daughter (DC)

Mistletoe - Bucky Barnes (Avengers)

Last Christmas - Angel/Warren Worthington III (X-MEN)

At Least One - Roman Godfrey (Hemlock Grove)

Your Invited - Isaac Lahey (Teen Wolf)

Queen Christmas Party - Oliver Queen (DC/Arrow)

Ex's and Jealously - Jason Dilaurentis (Pretty Little Lairs)

New Christmas Plans - Jason Todd / Joker & Harley's daughter (DC)

No Plans - Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things)

Part #2

Part #3

Chestnuts Roasting - young Sirius Black (Harry Potter)

Avenger's & Family - Peter Parker (Avengers)

Dog Sledding & Sleigh Rides - Sirius Black (Harry Potter)

Catching Snowflakes - Regulus Black (Harry Potter)

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