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altairring · 1 year
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Victor:
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imperiuswrecked · 28 days
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It's a gift Namor, don't be rude.
Namor Week 2024 - Day 5 - Friends/Enemies Frenemies featuring Doom & Namor @namorweek Thank you to the wonderful @rikebe for creating this fun comic for me! I love it!!! Commission the artist here!
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skellagirl · 1 year
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(me, crawling out of a hole in the ground covered in dirt and blood and bruises): somebody please...... talk to me about Potion Permit................
(also go read my fuckin uhhhhh self indulgent matheo/chemist oneshot)
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bookoftheironfist · 30 days
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Vic: "Yo. You beat. You got beat when I woke up this morning. Smart man would skip the pain...and step aside."
Power Man and Iron Fist vol. 2 #5 by Fred Van Lente, Wellinton Alves, Bruno Hang, Nelson Pereira, and Clayton Cowles
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thirteendaysintaunton · 10 months
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Rahim & Victor
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thewiglesswonder · 2 years
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Conspiracy theory: Christine is basically the Decepticon version of the Bumblebee Movie. She’s actually a Decepticon (her power is self-repair) who got trapped in her alt-mode and lost her memories, and has bonded to this one human in particular and WILL act out on their behalf. AU where the final battle unjams Christine’s T-cog and she transforms, ready to kill.
Okay. Honestly. This fucks severely.
Like, Christine would probably never get her Cybertronian memories back, and honestly, might not even care that much. The way it’s portrayed in the movie, she’s in love with Arnie, and he loves her right back. She has him, she has her radio, and she has the means to make those that hurt her and Arnie pay dearly for it. And sometimes, you know, that’s all a girl needs. Also, her self-healing being her outlier ability? Absolutely galaxy-brained.
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capsensislagamoprh · 3 months
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Time worked differently in the material world than it did in the dreaming. If you were fey, you knew that. If you were not, you'd wind up spending three minutes arguing the prolific under management of sock distribution, storm out in a huff, only to find yourself in a whole new decade. That's not what happened to the Hero. He found himself standing in the middle of a battle field of steal and glass, great beasts screaming in rage as they tried to take off from a river of congealed earth. And it was raining. Turning to his void black steed, the man considered stabling it somewhere dry, with no idea where such a place would be. He listened. His brain exploded with sound. The city, for it was so called, was full of things that cried in different ways. Lovers sighs, hated rivals, disappointed mewls, angry shrieks. Focus, he told himself. Power thrugh. Bit by bit the sounds of the city pealed away, leaving a cool, crisp level of static. Turning to his steed, he considered the metal monsters that slid past, red eyes glaring in there wake.
His steed was powerful, fast and sleek. It seemed untroubled by the world of solid things. Mounting up, the Hero donned his helm of glimmering midnight, calling forth the fullness of its glamor. All of his armor reacted, flickering into sleek lines and shadows. Nudging his steed, it slipped into the flow of traffic as if it was always there, commanding the very essence of Rhodes.
He did not know how long he rode, his steed seeming to understand the laws of travel in this unchanging land on instinct. There were to many stops and starts, to many sudden crowded lanes, and far, far to many cries for help.
Then, amidst the rumbling plaintiff sounds came a hard, sharp cry. He turned towards it, steed picking up speed. There was violence. There was innocence. There was a fierce dream, a frantic prayer to be saved. It was fuel for his very soul. He could feel the gossamer thread of another legend forming, waiting for the supplicant to touch it, make it real.
All lands had their violence. It was a part of survival. All lands had rules, ever changing with their needs. This land seemed to merge them all into a cacophony of pick and choose. You could, if you didn't get caught. You couldn't if you thought about it to hard. It seeped into his skin, the rules. The ignobility of the way things worked only mattered if you were outside the place they applied. The brightly lit hut where people parked there coaches - he knew them now as such - was a market place where limited things could be bought. The tower of glass was a place of petty intrigue. There you could use the courtly laws to great advantage, but not the sword. And this cold, ruined place? Here survival was more than word or deed. It was in every breath. Buildings were destroyed, spirits gutted from hearth and home. This place had known battle on levels most places could not fathom. It would not recover. It would need to be reclaimed, fed to ground, then allowed to grow again. The cry came again, harsher, more urgent. There was pain in it. The Hero felt something tug at that gossamer string. It wove it into being. It paid for it in blood. He saw it then, the purest sacrifice. A father tried to protect his wife, his children. They were hunted by gangs and sell-swords. They were wanted for being 'different'. They were being driven out of there space by violence not necessary. This sort of thing was fading, becoming less common. And there it was, waiting, trying to reignite the abhorred smoke of hate. He shadowed the mercenaries, tainted souls who long forgot honor, replacing it with corporeal things. They had driven blades into the man, his life spreading across the thirsty ground. They aimed strange wands at the woman, greedy hands grasping young ones, tearing them away. The woman cried, screaming her outrage as she tried to shield them with her own life. They were scared, these children. So scared they forgot to dream. As the woman was forced from her youngest child, a wand to the back of her head, the small face of innocence looked at him, saw him. Its hand reached. It touched the string.
Her dreams were simple. She wanted to dance. She wanted to sing. She wanted to be something her parents could be proud of. She wanted a kitten. She wanted a puppy. Any pet would do, really. She wanted a friend, but only had siblings who had no time for silly things.
Her dream was simple. She wanted to live by her own rules. She was tired of living bound by the laws of survival. She wanted to dream. And to do that, she needed to be saved. Her father paid in blood. Her mother payed in agony. The children were stoic, waiting for the inevitable. She wanted to be someone her parents could be proud of. She would give anything. The dreaming accepted. The Hero took form. His steed was black, it's lines sleek. His armor the finest leather. He was handsome, yes, but that was always what children dreamed. The weapons he used were vorpal, kindly ending with out letting the wounded party know they were cut. They simply fell, shut off from access to mortality, caught in-between awake and dreams. The children stared. The woman shook, sobs seized by disbelief. She scrambled, racing to the side of the man who was fading, his soft words clinging to the tip of her ear as his life debt paid the earth itself for a moment of hope. His family would be safe. The child looked at the Hero, her hand still holding the string. She'd do anything. But the Hero did not make innocence pay. He made the sacrifice. That was part of his being. So he paid. And the dream accepted. His world faded, his form began to vibrate, locked into place. It shattered. It seethed. A thousand dark things broke into a fall breeze. The father stabilized, and of the Hero, a steed remained.
part 1, part 2
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laufire · 2 years
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famous last words
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targaryenluvs · 5 months
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Idk if you are taking requests currently, but if you are…
Could you write a similar fic to our little dove, where Coriolanus doesn’t kill Lucy. I would’ve loved to see more of them arguing over who gets to spend time with the reader, and all three of them spending time together.
Or maybe a different ending where Lucy takes reader to pick up katniss with her. And whilst Coriolanus is in the cabin lucy convinces reader to run away with her… but Coriolanus finds both of them and takes them to the Capitol with him.
OUR LITTLE DOVE,, ALT ENDING
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pairings: dark!lucy gray x fem!reader, dark!coriolanus snow x fem!reader, coriolanus snow x lucy gray
summary: you reunite with your dear songbird after the games, but it seems the capitol has followed her home, and taken an interest in the two of you. but it seems lucy gray is willing to share you with a certain peacekeeper, even if you aren’t.
a/n: here’s for all who wanted a different ending! the full fic is here ( our little dove )this is just a detour for everyone who wasn’t happy with the ending! DONT READ IF YOU HAVENT READ THE FULL FIC!!!
the trek back to town had you dying. it usually didn’t take so long but with coriolanus’s arm practically glued to you, the sun beating down on your trio and your dress sticking to you? fainting seemed very fun right now.
the entire routine was rushed, food stashed, no goodbyes to your family nor friends, just lucy and coriolanus wanting you on the train asap. they’d sprung their plan of going back to the captiol on you quite abruptly once you reached town but at this point you had no hope in your body of escaping them. so you obliged and followed like a lost puppy.
being in the capitol was worse.
you were completely and utterly alone. coriolanus was busy running the country, lucy was always working and you always seemed to be stuck on your windowsill. staring out onto the streets as the world passed you by. stuck in a prison of marble and luxury.
at first you had to endure lucy and coriolanus’s never ending arguing, always over you. when you still had an inkling of freedom. “are you kidding me? you chose what she wore yesterday lucy. will you just back the fuck off?” lucy’s jaw was dropped open, “excuse me? she was my-” coriolanus’s head tilted back as he dragged his hands over his face, “oh my god how many times are you going to use that? who the hell got her here huh? who provides for all of us? sure as hell not you. now don’t make this any harder. she’s wearing the red dress.” you sat there the whole time, just waiting for someone to notice you.
it always led back to you. but apparently kidnapping you and uprooting your life wasn’t enough since after time the duo fed off of eachother, delusions enlarging. seemingly everyone was out to get you, be with you, but you were theirs. coriolanus wasn’t president long enough yet to go around killing people without raising suspicion and alert towards him and as much as people did respect him, he couldn’t exactly go around killing everyone who looked at you and lucy even if he wished to. so he settled for the next best thing. keeping you away from them, out of reach.
and here you ended up, alone.
you had everything you’d ever dreamed of yet it all meant nothing. you were a shell of your old self and the two of them knew it. but all they cared was that you were with them. whisperings of the president having two lovers were imminent, lucy gray the victor, and the other. the unknown. and you weren’t sure if they’d ever know you. if anyone knew who you were, what you looked like let alone your name. even the staff of your prison did what was necessary, nothing more nor less. food, water, changed bedsheets and drawn baths was all the interaction you had with people that weren’t corio nor lucy.
you wanted to die, anything was better than living the same day over and over. the little flickers of hope came in the form of broken promises whispered during the dark nights, barely heard over the heaving breaths originating from yourself and the other two. promises of people, of the sun and temporary escape from here. but you’d learnt not to believe them.
“sweetheart, it’s not good for you to sit there all day. come, eat.” coriolanus asked demanded from the doorway of your library. the book at your feet long forgotten. coriolanus led you to the dining room where lucy was already eating. “there you are baby. somethin’ wrong?” lucy’s eyebrows were creasing as she took you in, empty eyes, emotionless face, slumped shoulders. you were nothing like the girl from twelve.
y/n l/n. sweetheart to almost everyone. a smile on her face as she went about her day. opening up to people and allowing others to lean on her. making sure her friends were okay when she noticed the slightest shift in feelings. always the lover. the carer.
but the girl who stood in front of her was so different and it broke her heart.
but she knew if she wanted to repair you she’d have to let you go. and as the three of you cuddled together in bed, your soft breaths lulling coriolanus and herself to sleep, she knew it was worth it, as long as you were here.
how selfish! she thought, but at the end of the day.
you’re our little dove.
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altairring · 1 year
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Fooooo!!
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Fic Titles: Song Edition
Part I
Softly we tremble tonight - Cat and Mouse, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
We're so happy (we could die) - Blood & Glitter, Lord of the Lost
There′s no remedy for memory - Dark Paradise, Lana del Rey
Love is the warmest colour - Nara, alt-J
We gotta stop pretending who we are - Don't speak, No Doubt
A force more powerful than gravity - Satellite, Lena Meyer-Landrut
They turned to dust (all that I adored) - Things we lost in the fire, Bastille
Lose all sense of time - Coastline, Hollow Caves
Sometimes quiet is violent - Car Radio, Twenty One Pilots
I′ll show you mine (if you show me yours first) - Swing Life Away, Rise Against
So beautiful and wild - Tonight, Reamonn
See your face lit by starlight - Colorado Sunrise, 3OH!3
Misunderstandings and words unspoken - Don't waste my time, Victor Lundberg
When we stole the night - Another heart calls, The All-American Rejects
The way that we love (like it's forever) - Happy Ending, Mika
But it's home to me - Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Green Day
Like memories of dying days - Savior, Rise Against
Electricity between both of us - Landfill, Daughter
I slept in last night's clothes and tomorrow′s dreams - Uma Thurman, Fall Out Boy
There'll be a riot (cause I know you) - Robbers, The 1975
All of your flaws and all of my flaws - Flaws, Bastille
Crossing all the lines - Girls Like Girls, Hayley Kiyoko
Misery's your master - She's the blade, Sugarcult
But we go where we want to - Lane Boy, Twenty One Pilots
Between the lines of fear and blame - How to save a life, The Fray
There's a heavy cloud inside my head - Lemon Tree, Fool's Garden
A very common crisis - Fluorescent Adolescent, Arctic Monkeys
Turn the light out, say goodnight - Fake Empire, The National
Let′s write a song that we can dance to - Jersey, Mayday Parade
There′s strangers everywhere - This isn't everything you are, Snow Patrol
More titles!
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amomentsescape · 4 months
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Bro, I love your writing so much and it’s so cool to see some new Gotham stuff pop up on my feed s🥹❤️❤️🥹❤️🥹 if it’s alright, could I please have some fluffy and slightly suggestive headcanons of some Gotham boys, including but not limited to the J squad, with a punk or alt s/o? If you don’t want to do anything suggestive, tho, I totally understand
Please and thank you in advance if you decide to do this ❤️
J Squad + Oswald, Victor, & Bruce with Punk! Reader
Includes: Jerome, Jonathan, Jervis, Oswald, Victor, Bruce
A/N: I hope you enjoy! I wasn't able to make every character suggestive, but I tried my best to make the HC's fit your request!
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Jerome Valeska
He loves your aesthetic
Has asked you time and time again to help him get dressed before a heist
Thinks your outfits would not only look badass while murdering people, but they would also help you blend in at night
"Practical and sexy, doll"
Loves when you place your tall, leather combat boot on his leg, asking him sweetly to help you lace it up
He likes to trace his fingers along your leg at this, sometimes going a little too high which earns him a swift smack to the hand
He just lets out a chuckle at this
"I'll get you back later..."
If you're out and about and he notices people looking at you, he immediately helps you embrace it
Will twirl you around in the middle of the street and place a big kiss to your lips
Whispers in your ear how gorgeous and sexy you are whenever he gets the chance
If he's out on a heist and he sees something he thinks you'll like, he'll take it
Even if it steers him off his current mission a bit
Starts having you paint his nails religiously as "good luck"
But in reality, he just likes how his pretty fingertips look wrapped around your neck
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Jonathan Crane
This sweet boy is in awe of you
Your edgy looks, your interests, everything
He's never been introduced into this genre before, but you've opened a whole new world for him
Absolutely falls in love with the music you listen to
He just connects to it so well
He also adores being a dress up doll for you
Want to try out a new makeup look on him? Go for it.
You want to see what he'd look like in an edgier outfit? He's ready.
You want to dye his hair a crazy, experimental color? Let's do it!
Seeing him dressed similar to you empowers him in a way
He's used to being hidden in the background, so you pulling him away from that insecurity is like a completely different life to him
Gets extra touchy when you have chokers on
Will softly give you little kisses just above and below the accessory
He's ashamed of it, but he lets his eyes wander for just a little too long when you get all dressed up
He tries to hide it but will turn into a huge blushing and stuttering mess if you catch him in the act
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Jervis Tetch
He's definitely intrigued by you
He's used to his world being full of chaotic color and fantasy
But you have this certain edge and uniqueness about you that he hasn't come across before
They say opposites attract for a reason
He feels like you balance him out
You actually help him feel his emotions and openly discuss the things floating around in his head
But of course, being opposites still come with a few disagreements
He finds your taste in music and makeup a little... much
His taste is a little softer and more elegant, but he's not one to judge what you enjoy
He's just tried listening to a couple of your favorite songs and found them scary
He's also not very knowledgeable in this particular genre
So if you bring up something, he'll simply look at you like you've grown a third head
But besides that, he's overall supportive on whatever you want to wear or do
Loves when you both get dressed up together for a night out
It gives him a deep sense of thrill when people look at you both while out
You two may have opposite styles, but your aesthetics are similar in the fact that they don't "fit in" with the public eye
And Jervis honestly loves that
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Oswald Cobblepot
You caught Oswald's eye almost immediately when he first encountered you
Something about the way you held yourself drew him in
And when he got to know you?
He was so interested
He wanted to learn more about your clothing choices, the music and art styles you liked, what made you interested in the aesthetic, etc.
He might not share the same exact passion for the things you do, but he will always be very respectful on supporting your interests
He also just finds your look to be super attractive
He doesn't mean to, but he finds himself becoming a little more submissive around you
He's used to throwing out orders and making decisions in his normal day-to-day life
But coming home to you immediately allows him let go of those reigns
You just tell him what to do, and he'll do it
You've accidentally gotten him to whimper a couple times just by complimenting him or giving him words of praise
When you kiss him, you can feel his whole body fall into you
He literally turns into Jello
But he's still an emotional man too, so give him lots of love and attention, and he'll be fully content
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Victor Zsasz
Well, obviously he adores how you look
I mean, he wouldn't consider his own look to be punk, but he's aware that he's taken inspiration from the genre in the past
Honestly thinks you two make a badass duo
Even the Zsaszettes admire you whenever you're around
He also likes how easy it is to spot you in a crowd
Not that he stalks you while he's out "working" or anything
He loves your normal outfits of course, but if you wear anything that shows a little skin?
Oh boy, does that dark gleam shine in his eye
He just about sinks his teeth into you (literally)
Victor is known to keep his cool no matter what, but you are able to tell when he really likes a particular outfit that day
A hand on your lower back, a lingering glance, and a teasing smile are all signs
But he also will not hesitate to pinch your butt at the most random times too, public or not
Makes you hold his weapons sometimes because he thinks they make you look even edgier
He also has a thing for any piercings you have too
He's not sure what it is, but he's fascinated with how the cool metal sinks into your skin
He'll play with them too if you let him
He's careful not to hurt you
Unless that's what you want, of course...
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Bruce Wayne
He honestly doesn't really think anything of it or notice it much
Which isn't a bad thing by any means
Bruce doesn't judge based on looks, so however you decide to present yourself is just who you are in his eyes
But he also cares a lot about your interests
He'll happily sit beside you and listen to your music, shop with you for new clothes, and come with you for your latest piercing or tattoo
You name it, he's there
If it means a lot to you, then it means a lot to him
But he does think it's pretty cool to have such a badass partner
Has helped you dye your hair a handful of times
He kind of gets a slight thrill from knowing that he's the only one that gets to see all sides to you
People may see you one way when you're out in public, but he also gets to see you when you're at home sleeping in his bed or cuddled up on his couch watching some crazy show he's never heard of
He just likes knowing that he gets all of you
He finds it pretty romantic
Really likes any leather pieces you own
You may have persuaded him to buy a couple jackets based on ones that you already had in your closet
But he especially loves the leather on you
Becomes a bit touchier when you have it on, tracing his hands along the material
He thinks it looks great on you and will definitely let his gaze linger a little longer than usual
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doomreedweek · 1 month
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DoomReed Week 2024 Prompts:
Oct 27, Sun: Victor kidnaps Reed *see below! (Alt: Secret hookup)
Oct 28, Mon: 2005-07 F4 movie, scene continuation *any scene - see below (Alt: "You're mine.")
Oct 29, Tues: Master! Victor & Slave! Reed (Alt: Enemies to Lovers)
Oct 30, Wed: "Strip. You heard me. I don't like repeating myself." (Alt: Hypothermia trope (see below))
Oct 31, Thur: Victor forcing Reed to kneel (Alt: A demonic entity wants Reed's soul, Victor has to save him.)
Nov 1, Fri: Love confession during a fight/battle (Alt: Choking)
Nov 2, Sat: Freeform!
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We got some very detailed prompts this year, and I try to keep things broad for maximum utility, but don't want to leave these on the cutting room floor, so here's the expanded versions:
For Oct 27: "2005-07 Movieverse continuation where Victor comes back and kidnaps Reed (for revenge, etc), what happens when they're alone together is up to the author"
For Oct 28: "That famous scene from the 2005 movie where Victor froze Reed, but what if Sue never showed up and Victor got to do whatever he wanted to Reed? Can either be angsty or kinky."
For Oct 30: "Hypothermia trope -- if Reed is hypothermic then Victor has to keep him warm (skin against skin method), or if Victor is hypothermic then Reed has to keep him warm"
Also new this year: a lot of nsfw prompts. I've tried to keep things balanced, and of course any "nsfw" prompt can be applied numorously instead, one of them losing a bet or the dialogue happens in a different setting than the reader might expect.
To participate:
Just follow the prompt to create a fan work of some kind (art, fic, drabble, video, themed playlist, anything featuring this ship and that prompt, or whatever prompt you like for the Freeform day) - and post here, on Twitter, or on Instagram with the tag #DoomReedWeek2024
We also have a collection for this year's set up on ao3 at: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/doomreedweek2024/profile
This is year #5 and I'm really hyped about it 🤭 see everybody in October!
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wildflowercryptid · 4 months
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@PokemonMasters : " Ready for some special Palentine’s Day #PokemonMastersArtwork? 🎨
The massively talented Shibire Katano drew this illustration detailing Victor’s Palentine’s Day outfit! ✨️💖
We’ve included both Japanese and English versions so you can enjoy all the fun notes for both! "
the pokemas twitter & instagram shared this super cute promo art of victor's palentine's day alt, i'd love to see them do more illustrations like this!
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jinnify · 7 months
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stray kids as your halloween costume partner 🎃🕯️
disclaimer: the pictures are just meant as a reference ^^ feel free to alter it to your liking~
bang chan: the corpse bride and victor
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sauur :( 
you were balls-deep in some Loving Chris Juice when you suggested this
dude had NO IDEA how in love with him u were
so you kinda just
“haha we should dress as the corpse bride…jk…but we should”
Chan didn’t really say anything he just kinda shrugged his shoulders and agreed
you guys ended up going to a party chan had been invited to earlier in the month 
which honestly kinda annoyed you since you had wanted to go trick-or-treating but didn’t say anything
The entire night you kinda just hovered around chan, inwardly crying whenever a person came to flirt with him
“you good?”
“yeah, just kinda bored since I don’t know anyone here”
“wanna go trick-or-treating? instead”
lee minho: gomez and morticia addams
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Minho took it seriously when you told him the addams family was your favourite movie
he promptly suggested you guys dress as gomez and morticia
even going as far as dyeing his hair black that night
“babe, c’mon. you know i’d look amazing in a suit,” he winked
there was really no arguing with minho once he had made up his mind about something
plus, he really did look good in a suit
cue you staring at his ass all night
you had both opted for giving out candy the entire night, dramatically opening the door together whenever you got a knock
halloween night was chill for the pair of you
you gave out candy
you made out a bunch
and you were knocked out in bed by 10 pm
seo changbin: rapunzel and flynn rider
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LISTEN
you have had a vision since even BEFORE you started dating changbin
Changbin was the absolute embodiment of flynn
The Confidence? Check
The Charms? Check
The Face? Check
The Body? Check
The Absolute Need to be flirting with you? Check
not to mention how much of a softie he truly was
Changbin was absolutely perfect as flynn, you will not be taking any objections
he was absolutely down to wearing matching costumes with you
maybe even more excited than you to be dressed as flynn but anyway
you spent your night with your friends, having fun trick-or-treating and trading candies together
“you already know i hate reeses cups why are you trying to trade them with me!!”
one thing about changbin
he was going to whine about nothing
“Fine! Here! take me snickers!”
hwang hyunjin: howl and sophie
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I mean hello
Who are we Fooling here
Hyunjin Is Literally Howl
it was actually hyunjin that came up with the idea to dress as howl and sophie
He had started to grow out his hair the year before when you watched the movie to be able to dress as him
“YOU LOOK SO CUTE DRESSED A SOPHIE”
He wouldn’t stop hugging you
or shaking you by the shoulders
You were a little scared he was going to end up hurting you by accident with how much he was shaking you
“Hyunjin please let go of me”
“BUT YOU LOOK SO CUTE WITH YOUR GREY HAIR”
pls help idk why hyunjin’s is so hard to write for im sorry my hyune likers i tried
han jisung: raven and beast boy
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ok look
Jisung is a certified Alt Girl Lover™️
and who is more of an alt girl than the og raven
he couldn’t wait to bring the idea up to you
boy was literally shaking while explaining his idea to you
he was so excited lmao
As his best friend, you had no choice but to follow along
“Only if you go as beast boy”
“bro are you kidding? I’ve had the costume for like a week already?”
“did you buy me mine?”
“uh, no. get your own shit”
You did in fact make him buy you your costume on halloween night
He got it off craigslist and only washed it once :/
You ended up going to a club and getting drunk together
“Haha wouldn’t it be crazy if we kissed?”
“jisung , it this your way of asking to kiss me?”
“maybe”
lee felix: beauty and the beast
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“I think felix would look prettier as belle”
seo changbin how could you
of course felix suggested you to be belle but your pride had already been hurt by then
so you just let him go as belle
He really did look prettier 😔
It was actually really fun going out in these costumes
A lot of little girls came up to take a picture with him
It was the cutest thing
He did end up asking you to change into your original belle costume you guys ended up going to later on in the night
“Y’know changbin was wrong, right?”
“Nah, you really are so pretty lix.”
suddenly you guys were all sappy for each other
How could u not when felix was dressed like a literal prince
You left the party early to go home and cuddle <3
kim seungmin: ghostface and michael myers
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The only one taking this halloween shit SERIOUSLY
at this point in your guys’ friendship, you knew better than to deny seungmin the pleasure of causing chaos
ofc being seungmin’s best friend meant going along with his shenanigans
No Questions Asked
so when he got to your apartment with a ghostface mask and black robe in hand you already knew what was up
“what are you going to be then?” 
“your mom”
“Do Not speak on my mother you bitch”
anyway he didn’t end up telling you lmao
he waited until halloween to show you instead
“aren’t you a little too short to be michael myers?”
“I’m going to kill you with a rock”
seungmin spent the entire night terrorizing people like the menace he is
“just so you know, if you end up getting jumped I'm not helping your ass”
yang jeongin: papa smurf
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“Is this a bad idea?”
“nah”
It Was A Bad Idea
the blue facepaint stained your face
for Three Days
you had to walk around campus with a blue face
because jeongin wanted to dress up as smurfs
You didn’t really think much about it the day of halloween while jeongin was painting your face
But afterward, you tried beating jeongin’s ass
You got made fun of by the rest of your friend group for being dumbasses but beside that you were pretty okay
All you can remember from halloween night is daring jeongin to climb onto the roof of the house you were at and cannonball into their pool
He missed by a few inches and broke his fibula because of how drunk he was
No regrets
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leggerefiore · 3 months
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I love poor Victor standing alone. The first guy to get a Valentine's alt.
Anyways I'm getting the Star Alcremie, I think.
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