#halloween drable

[v1sexual]

always forever ; vi (arcane) part three !

a collection of (modern) domestic life activities with vi ! college au , modern au , self indulgent

part one, part two, part three, part four soon !

note : this one’s a short one *sighs* i promise part four will be longer (& juicier, can’t wait for vi to meet the parentals)

content warning : swearing, nsfw (will let you know when the nsfw content starts!)

drable three : officially yours

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who ever since you guys made it official(ish), became more comfortable in parading around the apartment shirtless. sometimes she’ll have a sports bra on or a wrap around her chest, but most of the time she’d just have her bare titties out (especially during warmer weather). sometimes when you scold her, she’d even joke around and ask you to join her. “free the nips baby!”

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who’s your stereotypical masc lesbian. hello ?? the red/pink hair color, the one side of her head shaved, the tough exterior but is actually a softy deep down? i mean the woman looks tough and acts tough. despite that though, vi would 100% combust and explode into flames whenever you call her “my pretty girl”, “my baby”, “my girl/girlfriend”, most especially when you call her “my pretty violet”. if vi was a cut she’d be purring whenever she’s around you, if she was a dog her tail would be wagging 24/7z

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who definitely has attachment issues :( she hasn’t really opened up everything about her past (which you don’t mind, you know that she’ll tell you eventually when she’s ready), but you know that something bad has happened in her childhood that affected her mentally.

ꕀ ever since you and girlfriend vi ! became a couple (officially), you noticed how she became clingier and touchier than usual. cooking? doing the dishes? rest assured that vi would be standing behind you. her front against your back as her head rested on top of yours, her arms resting around your waist. showering? taking a soak in the bath tub? the next thing you know vi would be knocking on the door and asking if she could join you.

during times where she felt as if she’s being too much she would try to distance herself, which you’d notice of course and it would always end up to you two cuddling. you know damn well that you’re as clingy as her.

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who has never slept in her own bed ever since she told you she loved you. to be honest, it doesn’t really matter where she sleeps as long as it’s next to you. staying over at ekko’s for band rehearsals? you bet your fine ass she’s crashing there as well. visiting your childhood home for the weekend? your phone would always end up dead in the morning, the battery drained from being on call with vi the whole night.

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who loves spoiling you. during the days where she’d wake up earlier than you (because of rugby or hockey practice), she’d always make sure to drop by the coffee shop you fell in love with to grab you your usual coffee and pastry combo. whenever she’s running late and doesn’t have the time to wake you up, she’d leave the food on your bedside table accompanied by a sticky note containing her scribbled handwriting.

to: the prettiest girl

from: the love of your life :p

good morning baby :D i hope you had a good sleep (pretty sure you did, you snored so loud last night lol) anyways, sorry for not waking you up and giving you the pastry and coffee. we finished practice late and i had to attend heimerdinger’s class :< i hope you have an amazing day mi luv <3 enjoy the food.

p.s pls text me when u wake up ;)

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! absolutely loves buying the two of you matching outfits, especially if they’re the stupidest, funniest, brainrot thing ever. she got you two matching fairy princess batman boxers, hello kitty x batman pjs, and the corny sexual shirts from spencers. she’d also plan couple halloween costumes in the middle of december.

“baby! i know what we’re gonna be for halloween next year?”

“omg what??? i love matching costumes.”

“sukuna and cinderella!! i can be sukuna and you’ll be cinderella of course.”

“… what?¿”

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who loves taking you out for a late night drive, especially if you haven’t seen each other the whole day because of school, work, and extracurricular activities. vi hates it when she doesn’t get to spend time with you (yes, cuddling in bed before sleeping isn’t ‘spending time with you’). when both of you are finally home, she’ll offer to take you out for a drive immediately. doesn’t matter what you guys do or where you guys go, vi did not care.

feeling down in the dumps? had a rough day? failed a test? your girlfriend would immediately take you on a 30 minute drive to the nearest beach to stargaze (and maybe take a quick dip). hungry? vi will drive you downtown to ya’lls favorite fast food joint that’s open 24 hours.

ꕀ i think we all agree that girlfriend vi ! is a gamer. she has a gaming setup that costs around $5000 (probably more tbh), a ps5, and fucking nintendo switch. one day you got curious and asked vi to teach you how to play some of her favorite games and boy was she ecstatic ya’ll basically spent the whole day playing games, switching from the ps5, to the switch, and even her pc.

! nsfw !

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! is a munch. there. i said it.she LOVES eating pussy. i don’t make the rules

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! is a giver. she’d rather go down on you than you down down on her. despite that, she doesn’t really mind you eating her out (especially when you 69).

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! is definitely a switch, but tops you most of the time. tbh she’s a service top. anyways, she absolutely loves it when you ride her and sit on her face. something about you showing the tinniest bit of dominance makes her pussy drool, oh lawd she coming.

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! who loves your titties. rest-assured that she’ll either have her hands or her mouth on them all the time.

ꕀ sex with girlfriend vi ! be so good that it feels like two cis women might actually make baby.

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! likes it rough, but still prefers soft vanilla sex. her fave position (other than 69) is missionary, she loves seeing your face (especially when you come).

ꕀ ya’ll this woman’s stamina though. girlfriend vi ! can go for hours and multiple rounds. i mean she does play rugby & hockey, so it makes sense. its still crazy how long she can last though.

ꕀ girlfriend vi ! is an absolute sweetheart. aftercare is always a must. she’d wipe you down, runs you a bath (when you’re not too tired), would get you water and food as well. cuddles after sex is a must as well.

[dumpywrites]

Star Crossed - Kim Taehyung / V

Prompt: Costume party comes into disaster when you mistaken your crush as your friend.

Prompt request: HERE

Genre/tags: Fluff, just feel-good sweet soft fluff, university au, strangers to lovers (?), drable-ish

Pairing: Taehyung x reader

Word count: 2.8k

a/n: I'm not a huge fate believer, never am. But I've always have a soft spot for accidental meetings type of stories :')

You never really get the rich people life. They just be throwing parties left and right, without having to think about the expenses, the mess, or even worry about invitation number. Even if you had the money to spend, party was and never will be the first choice in your mind to do so. 

But you were in university, life was supposed to be like this, right? It was supposed to be filled with stupid young people activities. And by that theory, you should not be regretting your decision on joining your friend to this random rich girl’s party. Right?

You were sure the month was February, and Halloween wasn’t supposed to come early like this. The new head of student council was obsessed with costume dressing, said she loved the oddly sexy vibe it brought. Plus, it did give her and everyone else some good excuse to dress slutty. 

While you could understand Lisa throwing this huge party to celebrate her new position, you had no idea why she would invite your friend. Apparently, they accidentally bumped into each other during lunch break and he helped her picking up her stuff. The invitation came very easily right after. You guessed being friendly with everyone was a must-do thing if you wanted to maintain your popular status.

“Your costume is very creative…” You said in a sarcastic tone, eyeing your friend up and down. 

“Hey, this was a last minute decision, alright?! I don’t have time to actually make one and this was rather cheap.” Hanbin said. 

You took a double take on your friend squid game guard costume. “This just screams lack of creativity and personality no matter how hard you try to defend it.” 

“Dude, I was struggling with my assignments!!!” He rolled his eyes as he protested. 

“You should’ve just bought a floral shorts and pink t-shirt and just be my Patrick.” You told him. 

You were in fact in a Spongebob inspired costume, with your shirt and tie, and you even got a his hat in a form of hair clip that you found online. You were pretty proud of the look you created.

“Whatever dude, let’s just go.” 

Your friend turned off the car engine and exited the vehicle, you followed. After pressing the doorbell a few times, the door opened revealing the owner of the house herself greeting you both. She was wearing a fully blinged bodysuit, and with tiny wings on her back, it seemed like she was aiming for a Victoria’s Secret inspired look. 

“Hanbin! You made it!” She squealed and clapped her hands. “Oh, you brought a friend? Hello! I’m Lisa.” She happily extended hand to you just after she closed the door. 

You mentioned your name and shook her hand. “Nice to meet you and congrats.” 

She smiled sweetly and thanked you. “I have to go back to the others, but you guys have fun! Go around and help yourselves!” And with that she waved and left. 

“Great, now what?” You looked at your friend. 

“We socialize! Maybe this way I can get more member for the dance club.” He smirked, fixing the mask that hung on his head. 

“Whatever.” You dismissed, shooing him. “Just go, I’ll be just right here, playing tetris on my phone.” 

“You’re not coming with me to mingle around? Who knows, maybe that Taehyung guy is here.” Hanbin wiggled his eyebrows. 

Your eyes widened as you gasped. “God, you’re right! He must be popular there’s no way he isn’t invited!!! Come on… now I regret on being Spongebob.” 

Taehyung was this stranger you met at the library once upon a time. His pen rolled away when he accidentally dropped it and it landed right next to your feet, just where you were sitting. He didn’t need to know that you were basically watching him from a few tables away just because of how beautiful he looked, just sitting there reading prettily. 

All you had was his name right after the awkward handshake when you gave him the pen. You were too stunned to even say your name back, which you still regretted until this very day. He did smile on his way back to his table, and even waved his hand at you before leaving, but that was all. At times like this you wished you had better self esteem.

“And you think you’ll actually have a chance with him if you’re not in this Spongebob attire?” He teased. 

“You did not just say that.” You hit your friend’s side. 

The two-story villa was enormous. You did not know what was in the punch they gave you but after a short social charge toilet break, you totally lost your friend in the crowd. How you managed to lost someone with a full pink costume was beyond you, but in your defense the light was pretty dim. 

You had been looking for almost half an hour, before you finally spotted the bright colored suit. But now questions arose. 

Why was Hanbin covering his face with the mask? You thought he was coming to socialize. Who was this guy sitting next to him, with an arm covered in full tattooed sleeve, wearing a police costume? Nonetheless you needed to go to him since you still had no luck in finding anyone to at least be your company. At times like this you wished more of your friends were the party type.

When you approached him, you saw whatever conversation they were having halted. The tattooed man looked at you with confusion in his eyes. 

“Can we go back home now? If you’re still not done socializing I can go back myself.” 

“Whoa, who are you?!” The policemen asked with wide eyes. 

You quickly gave him your name and shook his hand with a blank face, leaving the guy in awe. You turned to your friend again, who was weirdly quiet. “So?”

Your friend shrugged, there was an unfamiliar chuckle coming out from him but you figured the loud music and the fact that his mask was on were playing a part. He nodded and stood up, waved his hand at the other guy before you followed him out of the front door. He stopped right in front of the gates, standing awkwardly. 

“Are you drunk? I can drive if you can’t.”

“I never actually got your name before, but now that I have, it’s nice to meet you, I guess.” 

Now who in the fresh hell was this. That wasn’t how Hanbin sounded like. You had known the man for two years enough for you to instantly know that this was in fact not your friend who was behind the costume. 

You took a few steps back, afraid. “You’re not Hanbin…”

He took his mask off, proceeding to take your breath away along with it. Oh, this was definitely not your friend. 

“Remember me? From library?” 

You could not believe your eyes. It was none other than Taehyung himself smiling brightly at you. Did they switch costume? What on earth was going on??? Your little brain could only do so much. 

“H-How?! Oh my goodness I’m so sorry! I thought you were my friend!” You panicked. 

“It’s fine.” He chuckled. “It was getting stuffy in there anyways. You’re down for some ice cream?”

“Huh? You sure? I need to tell my friend about this…”

“I came across your friend, we had a good laugh about our poor costume choices for a solid minute before he told me he needed to get out from it cause he couldn’t stand the heat anymore, which honestly, I get it now.” He laughed. 

“He took the suit off, that makes a lot of sense now.” You sighed. 

“His mask is circle, mine’s square.” He pointed at the mask over his head and took it off to show you. “See?”

“Of course.” As if anyone would remember that detail. 

“I can replace your friend for the night?” He gave you a questioning look. 

Honestly, you would be utterly stupid to refuse this golden offer. 

“If you’re not too ashamed to walk around in public with Spongebob that is.”

“Eh, it’s cute.” 

Yeah, there was definitely something in that punch. “Thank you?” You said as you walked next to him, hoping your blush wasn’t visible. “Where are we heading?”

“Seven-eleven. Let’s just hope they won’t kick us out for looking like this.” He laughed. “So what were you reading?”

“Huh?”

“That day, at the library.” 

“Uh, don’t laugh at me.” You nervously looked away. “Diary of a Wimpy Kid.”

“Oh wow.” He laughed instantly. 

“I told you not to laugh!” You sulked. 

“No, that’s like perfect, I couldn’t imagine a better answer.” He continued to laugh. “At least that’s a cool answer, I was just there to study for my exam.” 

“I regret telling you what book I was reading.”

“Okay, I’ll stop laughing.” He chuckled. “I’m still bummed you didn’t say your name when I told you mine that day.”

You for sure couldn’t tell him you were too mesmerized seeing him up close to say anything. “I was zoning out.”

He breathed out in relief. “I swear I thought you didn’t like me or something.” He smiled. “What were you doing at Lisa’s party anyway?”

“Hanbin was the one who got the invitation, I was just dragged along.” You shrugged. “You?”

“We just know each other I guess. She’s quite the social butterfly. I wasn’t doing anything anyways and Jungkook actually was the one who wanted to wear this costume, but boy ordered the wrong size and it was too small for him. Hence, this.” He pointed at himself. 

“What was your original costume then?” 

“Nick Wilde from Zootopia.” 

This time it was your turn to burst out laughing.  

He looked at you with a frown. “What’s so funny?”

“Don’t tell me you’re a furry.” 

“Hey, it’s just a very simple costume. All I need was some fake fox ears, plain green shirt and a tie, done!” He reasoned. 

“Whatever you say, furry.” You teased. 

“Oh my god, you’re never gonna let this go now, huh?” He complained, but couldn’t help a smile. 

Finally you arrived at a near seven-eleven. The cashier was indeed giving both of you weird looks, considering the place was empty and your costumes, especially Taehyung’s bright pink one, were quite hard to miss. Nonetheless, you got yourself a cup of slurpee and Taehyung got himself a cone of packaged ice cream. 

The whole time you were enjoying your drink, Taehyung was singing along to the random songs they played. You had to cover his mouth a few times, afraid you were actually gonna get kicked out for real just because he was singing his heart out to a Katy Perry song. You never pictured him to be this goofy weirdo judging by his model-esque appearance, but it sure was a wonderful surprise.

After finishing the snacks, both of you decided to continue the night stroll. He held out his hand to help you stand up from the bench, knowing well you could stand up by yourself easily, but again, who were you to miss such opportunity. 

“So,” he said, glancing at you with a teasing smile, “If you hadn’t mistaken me for your friend tonight, would you have talked to me?”

You hesitated, kicking a small pebble on the sidewalk. “Honestly? Probably not.”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”

You sighed, debating whether to tell the truth. But something about him made it easy, like he wouldn’t judge you no matter what you said. “Because I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. And when you don’t think you’ll see someone again, it’s easier to keep them as a… I don’t know, a daydream.”

He looked at you in amuse. “A daydream?”

“I had this whole version of you in my head. A mystery guy from the library.” You playfully explained with your hands.

“Am I better or worse than the version in your head?”

You bit your lip, pretending to think. “Hmm… jury’s still out.”

Taehyung put a hand over his chest dramatically. “I’m personally offended.”

You giggled, nudging him playfully. “I was so sure you were this person who just wouldn’t talk to someone like me, given the chance.” You shrugged. “I’m glad I was wrong about it.” You smiled. 

“You shouldn’t think of yourself so lowly like that. What makes you think I wouldn’t talk to you? Who even am I?!” He folded his arms. 

“That’s why you’re better than the version in my head.” You giggled. “What about me? What’s the verdict?”

“Oh, I hate it.” He nodded with big boxy grin on his face. 

“Excuse me?!” You gasped. 

“If I know this is how fun you are to be with I would’ve fought for your name that day.” 

This man really had you in his fingertips. “You can’t be serious.” You rolled your eyes, groaning but stomach filled with butterflies. 

Somehow, your random wandering led you to a small playground nestled between apartment buildings. It was empty, the swings swaying slightly in the breeze. Without thinking, you walked over and sat down on one, pushing off lightly with your feet. Taehyung sat on the swing next to you, mirroring your movements.

“When was the last time you were on a swing?” you asked, gripping the metal chains.

“Hmm… Probably when I was, like, eight? I used to think if I swung high enough, I’d be able to fly.”

You laughed. “Me too.”

Taehyung turned his head toward you, his expression softer now. “Why’d you stop?”

You hesitated, looking down at your feet as they brushed against the gravel. “I guess… I grew up. Started worrying about things that seven-year-old me never did.”

Taehyung was quiet for a moment. Then, suddenly, he jumped off his swing, landing with a small thud. He turned to face you with an excited glint in his eyes. “Okay, new challenge.”

You raised an eyebrow. “What now?”

He grinned. “Swing as high as you can. No thinking. Just feel it.”

You scoffed. “What are we, kids?”

“Yep.” he said simply, grabbing the chains of your swing and pulling it back slightly before stepping away. “Now go.”

You rolled your eyes but gave in, pushing off with your feet. At first, you were hesitant, but then the familiar rush of the wind against your skin took over. You pumped your legs harder, swinging higher and higher until the ground blurred beneath you.

And for the first time in a long time, you felt free.

Taehyung laughed beside you, his own swing matching yours. “See? Told you.”

You couldn’t stop smiling. “Okay, okay, you win. You’re still a weirdo for it though.”

“Damn right, I am.” He proudly said. 

The two of you stayed like that for a while, swinging under the dim glow of the streetlights, talking about everything and nothing. It was easy. Natural. Like you had known him forever.

Eventually, you both slowed to a stop, breathing heavily from laughing too much. Taehyung leaned back against the jungle gym, tilting his head up to look at the sky. You joined him, the night stretching endlessly above you.

“It’s weird.” you murmured after a while.

“What is?”

“How we were literally just strangers like a few hours ago.” You giggled. “And trust me I’m not this person with high social capabilities to just do… this.”

Taehyung turned his head to look at you, his expression unreadable. “It is kinda crazy, huh?”

You nodded, playing with the hem of your sleeve. “I was convinced I’d never see you again.”

“Me too.” he admitted. “And then, suddenly you were in front of me, asking me to go home with you. Never thought you were that kind of person but, we listen we don’t judge?” He laughed. 

You groaned, hiding your face in your hands. “Please don’t remind me.”

He chuckled, gently prying your hands away. Your breath hitched as his fingers lingered on yours for a second too long.

You swallowed. “Taehyung…”

“Yeah?”

You hesitated, searching his face. “This… whatever this is—”

He cut you off gently. “—is something I want to figure out.”

Your heart stopped.

He smiled, a little softer this time. “You feel the same way?”

You exhaled shakily, the tension melting away. “Totally.”

Taehyung grinned, standing up and stretching. “Then let’s do it again!”

You blinked a few times. “Do what?”

“Hang out! No parties, no mistaken identities. Just us.”

You giggled, warmth spreading through your chest. “Sounds great.”

He held out his hand, just like he had at the convenience store. Without hesitation this time, you took it.

As you walked together under the glow of the city lights, you couldn’t help but think. Maybe, just maybe, some things were meant to happen after all. 

You might need to thank your friend later for his costume choice though. 

Thank you for reading! ★

[ieatkeyboard]

WOOOOOOO HALLOWEEEEN

Happy halloween, Samhain, day of the dead or just Tuesday if you don't celebrate anything!! I've been going through some rough health stuff as of late plus writers block so I unfortunately never got to finish kinktober :,) But I can give you a little drable (Big fat question) of Vox

Warnings: Smut, reader is afab, biting, marking, degradation, reader wears makeup and a dress.

His fangs scrapped against your bruised skin as he growled, deep red claws grabbing onto your naked body. What started as a Halloween prank on your boyfriend turned into something much more, which was proved by the torn red cocktail dress lazily thrown on the floor and your cheap fishnets now ripped at the crotch for easy access. "You nasty slut, you knew I'd do this to you, didn't you. You wanted me to take you like this." The deep voice spoke into your ear, raising goosebumps across your body. The fake rose sleeve you drew on your arm was smudged at the wrist from his rough grip on you only a few moments ago, who knew dressing as Voxanne would get him going this much? "Yes I, I did- Oh fuck!" You moaned, mascara running down your rosy cheeks. The man grabbed your chin and pressed an open mouthed kiss to your stained lips. Your eyes fluttered closed as you whimpered into his mouth. Your thighs began to shake around his waist and you moaned. "Fuck - come on. Cum with me, Slut." He whispered, followed by a groan. You felt a heavy wave of pleasure, so heavy you could only manage a small whimper. Vox's shoulder hunched as he came, moaning into your flushed chest. "Holy shit.. " He sighed, catching his breath. He kissed your forehead and embraced the sight of you. Your red lipstick was long gone, your hair was a mess, flushed cheeks stained with your tears and your necklace was now accompanied by a plethora of deep purple hickeys. "You look good as a mess." he smirked, pressing a deep, long kiss to your lips. Shaky hands immediately went to the sides of his neck and he pressed his forehead to yours. "Just breathe, Darling. I'm not going anywhere."

[moonlight-prose]

Omg hiiiii!!! 🎃!!! Could you do a cute lil drable about masc readers loving kurt wagner for being fluffy and acting like a kitty!? Tysm!!!!<3

hi! sadly my halloween blurbs are officially closed and i don't write for kurt wagner.🖤🖤

[neoneversleeps]

dumbass | l.dh

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

words: 1.2k

description:

Donghyuck doesn’t always make the best decisions when it comes to spending money. In other words: Donghyuck buys an overpriced crytall ball to try and communicate with spirits.

prompt used: "Oh My God, I think the crystal is working. The spirits are telling me you're a dumbass." 

notes: this is the final drabble of my halloween special. i was hopng to get it posted yesterday, but alas, life got in the way. anyway, i may not have achieved everthing I set out to do for this special event, but i’m proud of what I did accomplish. I hope you all enjoyed and thank you for reading! <3

You ran your hand over the dusty miniature statues on the shelf, eyes wandering over the carvings on the stone in mild curiosity. You could hear your boyfriend's voice off to the side, conversing with the middle aged woman who ran the place. 

You don't know how you had let Donghyuck drag you to the old antique shop in the first place.

"Where are we going, Hyuck?"

"Somewhere fun! You'll see."

You failed to see the excitement in looking at what was probably dead people's old belongings in the little store that looked more like a witch's lair than anything else.Absentmindedly, you pick up one of the dusty od statues. Sketched into the stone is what you assume to be some kind of an animal. A bear maybe, you can’t quite place it. It’s eyes are two small rubies that seem to stare at you just as you are staring at it. 

“Y/n!” You get snapped out of your little staring contest and direct your attention to the boy who is suddenly standing beside you, a large brown paper bag with something inside cradled in his arms. 

“What is that?” You gesture at the object in Donghyuck arms as you place the small statue back on its shelf. 

“You’ll see once we’re back at home.Come on!” Donghyuck doesn’t leave much room for you to speak as he grabs your hand and pulls you along, out of the small shop. 

The sun has set by the time you come home, and you can start to see the trick or treaters slowly trickle out of their houses. Donghyuck pulls you inside and starte flitting around the place, shutting the blinds. You stand there, dumbfounded as to what the hell your boyfriend was doing. He places his purchase down on the couch and turns to you. “Can you help me light some candles?” 

You sigh and cross your arms, but still comply to his request. You know there is no way Donghyuck would tell you what he was doing if you didn’t play along. Grabbin some candes from the kitchen’s drawers, you walk back into the living room, where your boyfriend has already lit various candles and placed them on the small coffee table. You join him, placing the rest of your candles down and watch as he starts to light them. 

“Ok.” Donghyuck grabs the wrapped up object and sits down on the floor next to the table full of candles. He gestures to the space in front of him. “Sit down.”

You do, crossing your legs as you try to get somewhat comfortable on the floor. Donghyuck’s smile is filled to the brim with excitement as he starts to unravel the package. “You ready?” 

You breathe out a small chuckle at the smile on your boyfriends face and nod. Finally, Donghyuck fully removed the brown paper from the object, revealing… 

...a crystal ball? 

Somehow out of all the things you were expecting, this was not one of them. It shouldn’t actually surprise you much though, knowing of Donghyuck’s obsession with tarot cards. You thought they were pretty and looked cool, but you didn't know if you believed in their supposed future telling power. 

You can’t help the small laugh that escapes your throat. “What did you buy this for?” Donghyuck places the seemingly carefully crafted crystal ball in between you two. 

“So we could communicate with the spirits, duh.” Donghyuck says as he lighty pokes your forehead. You narrow your eyes at him. “And what better time to do it than on halloween night?” 

“Uh huh…” 

You inspect the crystal ball a little more up close. Well, for what it’s worth, the design was very beautiful, small images of symbols etched into the bronze colored base and the actual crystal had a nice purple-ish shimmer to it. You pause in your inspection. 

“How much did you pay for this?” 

Donghyuck clears his throat at your question, lightly scratching at his neck as he avoids your eyes. He mutters something that sounds distinctly like eighty bucks under his breath. Your mouth falls open as you stare at him, not sure if you could believe your ears. “What?!” 

Donghyuck sighs loudly. “I paid eighty bucks for it!” 

You shake your head as you stare at your boyfriend in disbelief. He looks at you sheepishly, a tiny bit of colour tinting the apples of his cheeks. “Anyways, let’s just start, okay? Close your eyes.” 

Shaking your head once again, you close your eyes like your boyfriend asks you to. Donghyuck starts speaking, trying to coax the spirits to come out and talk. You try to focus your energy on the ball with your eyes closed. Perhaps a teeny tiny part of you hopes the ridiculous thing actually works, for Donghyuck’s sake of course. 

Half an hour passes and nothing happens. “Y/n.” You open your eyes to look at your boyfriend. “Maybe they just don’t want to talk to me. Can you try?” You want to laugh at the sheer absurdity of the situation, but you bite your tongue at the pout on Donghyuck’s lips as he speaks. Nodding in confirmation, you wait for him to close his eyes. You stare at the sphere that sits before you. 

“Spirits, I call upon you.” 

You stifle a giggle at the crease between Donghyuck’s brows as he concentrates. Minutes pass by and once again nothing happens. You get an idea then. You let a gasp fall from your lips as you lean forward and peer into the crystal. 

“Oh my God, I think the crystal is working.” Donghyuck’s eyes shoot open, gaze flicking between you and the crystal ball beneath you. You pull your head up to face him. “The spirits are telling me you're a dumbass." You deadpan before bursting into laughter at the way your boyfriend rolls his eyes.  

Donghyuck crosses his arms. “You’re stupid.” 

“Oh, come on. You have to admit that was funny.” You move the crystal out of the way to crawl over to your boyfriend. You almost expect him to push you as you sit yourself down on his lap, but all he does is huff in annoyance. “Besides, I wasn’t the one that bought a crystal ball for eighty dollars.” Donghyuck grumbles something along the lines of “fuck you” as he looks away. 

Giggling, you take your boyfriend’s face into your hands and turn his head to look at you. “Come on. Don’t be mad, Hyuckie.” Donghyuck’s arms stay crossed as you place a peck on his lips. You lean down again, leaving a longer kiss on your boyfriends lips this time. He sighs in defeat, warm air blowing into your face before his head falls to rest against your chest. “I really am a dumbass, aren’t I?” His voice is muffled against the fabric of your hoodie ad you hands come up to run through his hair as his arms snake around your waist. 

You chuckle and place a small kiss to the crown of his head before you lean back to look at him. “Maybe a little. Doesn’t change the fact that I love you, though.” Donghyuck can’t help but let out a breathy chuckle himself. 

“Thank God for that.” He leans up to capture your lips with his and you can’t stop yourself from smiling into the iss like a lovestruck idiot. 

Your boyfriend might be a little bit of a dumbass, but a very sweet one at that.

this drabble is part of Lilac’s Halloween Spooky Special ♡

[sandrawrites13]

human shield | | day four

“ shots fired. . . 

                                                                               there’s no turning back. . . ”

welcome to day four of the thirty-one days of horror! i’ve decided i’m going to include a quote from a song that you can listen to while reading for more of a spooky effect. the quote you read above is by hidden citizens and is entitled shots fired. 

which, brings me right into the third prompt: human shield. following nicky nichols and r  from orange is the new black.

triggers: heartbreak, suicide in a way, death, the riot (s5), shootings, and blood. 

DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN SEASON FIVE!!! I’M TALKING TO YOU, @luna-jaden-shadow!

ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST

the first time there was talks about big guys storming in with magnums and machine guns, you were skeptical. the second time, and the third time, and the fourth time, however, you became more rational towards what was going on. 

you guys were rioting. which is probably, pretty much, the worst thing a group of inmates could possibly do (and yes, that includes escaping). 

sure, nobody died. . . kind of. . . but it was still a matter of life and death. for past people. justice for past people. and for you, a time to relax with your girlfriend. 

you had a feeling this wasn’t going to have a happy ending, but you were okay with it anyway. 

at the current moment, and when you really had a feeling that this bloodbath was going to end even more bloodier, you realized that you were in for a real treat. especially when you had been kidnapped by bigfoot and locked with the remainder of your friends, plus piper.

your hands were bound behind your back, you right next to nicky, as pisc-a-loser walked around you guys, after firmly and exertingly shaving an old woman’s head clean. you were disgusted to say the least, but more of all - you were petrified. 

you constantly glanced around your shoulder, staring at nicky, who seemed the same as you, with similar regards. trying to get him to talk. despising his existence. cautious and protective of you. 

the casual nicky thing to do in a situation like this, besides being a smartass, anyway. 

you, however, were a smartass without remourse. you wanted him to know the full extent of how much of a dick he was, which is exactly what you were able to do after about thirty comments. most of them stemmed from how much of a giant pack of turd he was, but some of it actually had a motif behind it. 

“you know what, l/n, i’m done with your shit!” piscatella screamed, coming closer to the two of you, inches from your face. 

“i’m done with you too!” you snapped back, “all 350 pounds of you!” 

you could see alex snarkily cover her mouth with her shoulder to coat her laugh when you said that, and you could practically feel the grin rising on nicky’s face, though red was stern and serious. 

“girls, please stop!” she cried in hysteria. “let the man have his fun.” 

“yeah, and, uh, how ‘bout ‘ya go fuck yourself while you’re at it?” nicky teased, a somber but still a tinge of amused look on her face. she was beyond angry, and petrified, like you were, yet neither of you could resort to begging or pleading for your lives - you weren’t like that. 

“you should’ve listened to granny over here,” piscatella cursed through gritted teeth, pulling out his gun and aiming it at your head. immediately, your laughs stopped and you were staring at the chamber of his magnum. “you know, i’m so sick of little girls thinking they can do whatever they want!” he shouted, loud enough for everyone to hear. “i’m so fucking done with it!” 

“don’t do this--.” you were able to say, hearing him scream back. 

“fuck you!” he spat-- literally -- in your face. you stood staring, your blood running cold, your heart practically stopping. 

“killing a girl? wh-what are you now, sexist?” nicky asked, her voice shaking out of her fear. 

“nichols, shut it, or you’ll die too,” he retorted, his eyes sharply still attacking yours. “say goodbye to this pretty little girlfriend of yours. maybe she’ll be an example.” 

right after that, everyone screamed through their ducttape, red and piper shouting out loud before a loud bang went off. 

you shut your eyes in preparation, screaming, too, as tears escaped your eyes. the horror - the terror - it was running circles through your body, drilling into your skin and in your lungs as you sharply inhaled. 

however, when you finally were able to open your eyes, you were met with the realization that something bad had happened. 

piper and alex, across from you, stared with shocked expressions, red moaning in agony from her spot on the chair. you looked down and were met with the blonde hair you loved, coated now in a soft red colour. 

“no!” red screamed through her heartache, “no! you--- that’s-- you’re a monster!” the last part was ripped through her russian tongue, exploring the room before settling down in your stomach. 

you were unable to move. unable to breathe. you just sat there, in shock, your eyes watering with your tears, as you held the person that you loved in your arms whilst their blood covered you. 

a / n - yo this was sad 

[missmonsters2]

For the spooky drables, can I get softdark!Wandanat, maybe something related to a Haunted house?

free interpretations galore

Pairing: soft!dark!WandaNat x Reader

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI for soft!dark but there is no explicit content.

Count: <1k

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"I really wished you'd just leave that house. You don't have to stay there, you know. You're welcome to stay at mine."

You blinked tiredly, your eyes stinging at how dry they were.

"It's really fine, Steve," you waved your hand nonchalantly. "The rent is crazy cheap for what it is. I just haven't been sleeping well, is all. But I'm tired enough I must just pass out once you drop me off."

Steve sighed, tapping on his steering wheel a little impatiently. "I just don't like how off you've been. Everything has been okay at the apartment, right?"

You nodded. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know," Steve shrugged. "You said you live with roommates, right? Have they been nice to you?"

You nodded once more. "They're nice. A little clingy, but nice."

Steve pressed his lips together before releasing them with a sigh. His car came to a stop in front of your building. "Alright, tell me if you need anything."

You nodded. "Thanks for the ride." You left with a short wave before entering your building.

You stifled a yawn as you jangled your keys through the hole.

Your roommates were nowhere in sight, but it seemed to be like that at odd times during the day. You headed straight for your room and sighed as your head pressed against your soft pillows and cold sheets.

You dozed off easily, unsure for how long until you felt shifting in your bed. You grumbled as you stirred.

"Oh, did we wake you?" It was like silk in your ears.

There were hands under your shirt, pressed against your waist and rib cage.

"I don't understand why you guys are always cold," you whined as you blearily opened your eyes.

You were met with Wanda's viridian eyes; her dainty lips smiled at you. You felt movement behind you and knew it was Natasha. Your roommates were always so clingy, often hopping into your bed nearly every night or when you decided to nap.

Touchy as well.

"You were gone a very long time," Natasha husked behind you, her fingers trailing up your waist. You grumbled as you slapped her hand from going too high.

"I ended up falling asleep at Steve's in the middle of movie night. He didn't wake me until the third move finished," you yawned. God, why were you so tired lately, even when you slept so much?

"Steve again?" There was a bite to Wanda's words.

"Stop it," you rolled your eyes. "We're just friends and there were other people there too."

"You're out too often," Natasha pressed closer. You tried to move your hands to pull up the blanket more. You wondered if the AC was on again.

"We wanted to spend Halloween with you too," Wanda sighed, pressing closer as well and sandwiching you tightly between them.

"Didn't you guys have Halloween plans?" You muttered as you tried to keep your eyes open.

"Mm," Wanda hummed. "Nothing that could be done without you."

"Oh?" You mused. "Like what?"

"Stay home today and you'll find out," Natasha's face was against your back, and you could feel her smirk. "Don't you like spending time with us?"

"You know I do," you said, trying to adjust yourself, but Wanda and Natasha wouldn't budge. If anything, their hands were gripping you more tightly.

"Well, we want you with us," Wanda pressed her face against your neck. You hissed at how cold her nose was. "Always with us. We can't leave this place without you."

"Guys, too close," you muttered, a headache starting to form.

"Just go to sleep," Wanda pressed kisses against your neck. You tried to pull back and ask her what she thought she was doing, but you only pushed back into Natasha's lips against your shoulders.

"Sleep and we'll be together when you wake up," Natasha said between kisses.

The headache was getting worse, and sleep did sound so promising. Just as your eyes were sliding shut, there was knocking on the door.

"Just ignore it. It's too early for anyone important," Wanda said as she stroked your ribcage, then down your stomach and went lower.

But the knocking persisted, and you groaned.

"I can't sleep with that noise," you protested as you sat up. They tried to pull you back down to sleep, but you swatted their hands and shuffled off the bed. "It'll just be a second."

You stumbled to the front door and opened it.

"Do you know what time it—Steve?" You furrowed your brows. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, uh, you left your cell at my place. I thought I should drop it off before I head to work. Sorry, I forgot you work later today," Steve gave you a sheepish smile. He stared at your form, eyebrows furrowing, when he noticed marks on your neck. Similar to hickeys but...not quite.

"Did someone come over...?" Steve asked carefully.

"Huh?" You asked. "No. It's just me and my roommates. They're sleeping in my bed—don't ask, I told you they're clingy."

"Right," Steve said slowly. "You mind if I grab some water before I go?"

"Sure," you said as you opened the door wider and stepped aside.

You led him to your kitchen and grabbed a glass, filling it with water while Steve looked around. It was a rather empty apartment. Steve looked at the shoe rack by the door. Your work heels and runners.

He saw a bedroom, the door open, and peered in. A twin-sized bed and a desk.

Then he saw into your bedroom.

There was a loud bang, nearly shaking the unit.

"Jesus fuck," you sighed before yelling, "Can you two try to not break shit in my room? Did you guys knock over the fucking dresser again?"

You turned to Steve. "Sorry, my roommates are assholes sometimes when they're grumpy."

Steve stared at you for a long minute until he finally said, "There's no one else in here but us."

[slashingdisneypasta]

Since it's spooky season, do you have anything planned for upcomong halloween? Like a drable or one of those games (like zodiac or wheel thingies)? Or something?

I can totally do some Zodiac posts if you want! ^^ Apart from that, I have some phone wallpapers that I'm making that are Disney Villains with Horror Villain/Slasher quotes that apply that I'm making! So far we have Jafar and Hades and I'm working on Scar. Thus far, Ratigan and perhaps Rourke are also planned.

I am also considering a contribution to Kinktober.

But that's all ^^ Thanks for asking! I'm sorry its a bit disappointing haha 😅😰😅😰😅

[boyy-wonder-grayson]

Halloween Drables 2020!

#1 Jason Todd

#2 Dick Grayson

#3 Jason Todd

#4 Dick Grayson

#5 Gar Logan

#6 Dick Grayson

#7 Dick Grayson

#8 Jason, Gar, Conner

#9 Rachel Roth

#10 Rachel + Dick (big brother)

#11 Dick + the kids

#12 Dick Grayson

#13 Jason Todd

#14 Kory Anders (headcannon)

#15 Dickkory

#16 Rachel + Jason (brotp)

#17 Conner Kent (headcannon)

#18 Dick Grayson

#19 Gar Logan

#20 Jason Todd (headcannon)

#21 Hank + Dick (brotp)

#22 Dickkory

[tatertotthethot]

Ugghh so much wanting TDND halloween drable 😝😝

[springmagpies]

Awwwwww yay you’re doing fall prompts! Would you consider doing a FitzSimmons drable for number 21 - disguise? 🎃❤️

Here you are lovely anon!

It was a windy autumn sunset, the sky hues of reds, golds, and oranges. Leaves blew silently through the air as the noise of the city bustled below, cars honking while people tugged their jackets a little closer for warmth. The air was sweet with excitement, it being Halloween night and all. 

High above the hubbub below, a figure landed lightly upon a gravel rooftop. Her simple black mask framed her eyes, arching across her nose but leaving the bottom half of her face uncovered. Her hair was up in a tight ponytail to keep it off her face, but she still unconsciously pushed away nonexistent strands. She was staring out at the sunset, enamored by the multitude of colors. Focused as she was, she still managed to hear another pair of feet land upon the roof.  

“So, you’re out and about on a holiday as well?” Jemma said, not looking behind her. 

“Not for the whole night,” replied the newcomer, the sound of the familiar Scottish brogue sending a happy zing down Jemma’s spine, “I’ve got plans.”

She smiled at the sunset before shooting a smirk over her shoulder. “I didn’t know The Incredible Turbocharger could have plans outside of saving the day?”

“Well, there’s more to me than meets the eye.”

She faced him fully now and even behind his mask his blue eyes caught the light. He was wearing his super-suit, the grey material hugging him nicely and that little grin of his making the picture before her perfect. There were plenty of a reasons the city adored him, but she had a multitude of her own

“So,” she said, slowly walking towards him, “do these plans involve anyone special?”

“I’d say so,” he replied.

She traced her fingers up his arm before whispering in his ear. “Then you’d better get a move on.”

“And what about you?” he called as she walked towards the edge of the roof. “Where are you off to?”

She grinned. “Well, this is quite the coincidence. I’ve got plans as well.”

Fall Prompts

[jack3f]

Minseoks’ Universe

Six: Halloween 

Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six 

Single dad au | college au

Genre: slice of life | fluff | friendship

Summary: A series of drables where single dad Minseok raises his Universe along side his closest friends.

Minseok can't help but smile at the group of man currently asleep in his living room. He, Junmyeon, Jongdae and Woojoo are all occupying his long sofa. Woojoo is fast asleep on Jongdae's lap head bowed forward at an awkward angle, while Jongdae himself has his head on Minseok's shoulder. Minseok very carefully attempts to shift Woojoo a little to fix her current posture. Baekhyun is lying on the smaller sofa while Chanyeol and Yixing occupy the floor. The movie that is playing is 3/4 in. While everyone started closing their eyes halfway through Yixing has been sound asleep since the beginning. Who can blame him he had only agreed to come over when Baekhyun has bribed him with quality Minseok and Woojoo time, he had been overworking himself down at the studio for his upcoming showcase. Since today was Halloween Baekhyun had invited himself and the other guys over to Minseok’s apartment claiming it would just be a fun experience for the seven of them. They had all dressed up and taken Woojoo out for her very first Halloween experience.

Baekhyun had handed out tuxedo shirts and claimed they were Princess Woojoo's bodyguards. No one protested. 'Hyung!' Baekhyun whined when he saw Minseok bring Woojoo out in a pumpkin costume. Jongdae had burst out laughing at the ridiculousness of them being bodyguards to a pumpkin, a very adorable pumpkin.

Minseok had shrugged, 'if you wanted to match you should have said something weeks ago.'

The seven of them had gone out to show Woojoo the joys of Halloween and free candy. Then they had gone to Minseok’s apartment to watch a movie or two despite it being a Tuesday night.

Jongdae wakes up a few minutes before the movie ends just to find that he is trapped in between Minseok’s head and shoulder. He can see the subtle rise and fall of his stomach at a slow and steady pace. At the corner of his eye he can see Junmyeon is also asleep. He notices the quiet of the entire room and figures everyone else is also asleep. He doesn't move a muscle until the end credits start to roll. He gently wakes Minseok up. 'Minseok hyung,' he whispers.

Slowly Minseok starts waking up he picks his head up from Jongdae's apologizing for having fallen asleep. Jongdae dismisses him instead he asks about what to do with the rest of the guys.

'Leave them.' He says getting up then turning to Jongdae he points to Woojoo. 'Want to put her to bed?' Jongdae nods and gets up gently shifting Woojoo around until she is cradled comfortably in his hold. He walks her into Minseok’s room where he is keeping her crib.

Minseok walks towards his linen closet and takes out three separate blankets to drape over the four still sleeping men.

Minseok carefully helps Junmyeon into a better position on the sofa and then covers him with one of the blankets. He drapes another over Baekhyun. He covers Yixing and Chanyeol with a large comforter.

He yawns but picks up their small mess. Jongdae helps him when he comes out. It's late on a Halloween night it’s cold and frankly Minseok just doesn’t like the idea of Jongdae out in this streets this late so he asks him to stay the night as well. Jongdae points out that there technically isn’t any room for him to sleep in, Minseok snorts and points a finger towards his bedroom. Jongdae nods and follows Minseok into his bedroom. They both fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows.

The next morning Minseok finds his queen sized bed full of men. Slowly one by one each one had made their way into Minseok bedroom and cuddle up onto him and Jongdae. The six of them do not fit Minseok briefly wonders if he should get a bigger bed. They are all squashed together. He grunts and asks them if they didn't have morning classes quickly 3 of them scamper off the bed and out of the door.

<<previous || tbc

[sandrawrites13]

Explosion | | Day Two

“ staring at the sink of blood. . . 

                                                                                   . . . and crushed veneer ”

welcome to day two of the thirty-one days of horror! i’ve decided i’m going to include a quote from a song that you can listen to while reading for more of a spooky effect. the quote you read above is by birdy and is entitled skinny love. i am currently listening to the slowed-down version of it that you can find here.

which, brings me right into the second prompt: explosion. following misty day from american horror story: coven. 

triggers: fear, blood, explosion, bombing, oc luna (mentioned), cursing, and death. told in reader’s point of view. 

“are you--?” 

“am i what?” i asked, raising an eyebrow as i turned to face the young girl in front of me, who i knew was standing there before she knocked on the doors of the academy. 

she had bright blonde hair that rested in two braids on top of her shoulder and didn’t look older than eight. one hand was on the door of the academy, holding it open, while the other was to her cheek in surprise. her blue eyes glistened in amusement and intrigue. 

“are you a witch?” she asked the last part in a whisper, turning around to make sure nobody had heard her. “you’re one of these witches, aren’t you?” 

i shook my head, turning my back to her again. from behind me, i could hear her shuffle as she approached. “i’m isabella,” she said with a smile, revealing her two front teeth missing and her bright blue eyes. 

“y/n,” i greeted. “why are you here, isabella?” 

“you didn’t let me finish!” the young girl protested with a small pout. “i go by bella,” she corrected the last part with her full enthusiasm. 

“okay, then, bella. why are you here?” i asked. 

the young girl stared for a moment, narrowing her eyes before the grin that was once on her face appeared. “can i meet the other witches?” she asked. 

at this point, she was getting on my nerves. pissing me off. first she walked right in here with no care in the world, and then she asks me all these questions. it was as if she had no respect for anyone or anything. 

she’s lucky i didn’t pin her to the wall, because she’s a kid, but didn’t her mom ever teach her any manners? the only mannerism she has is stemmed from her rudeness. it was disgusting, to say the least, at how the generation has progressed. 

“what makes you think we’re witches, young lady?” 

the anger in my voice i tried to conceal dripped singlehandedly. i couldn’t make it sound kinder. the hardest tone i mustered was one of irritation at the least. 

“i just know,” she said with a shrug, now on my side. “can i meet the other witches? please?”

“i think you’re confused. now can you please get out?” i finally snapped, turning my head to the young girl who jumped back in surprise. “now! this isn’t some resort! this is a school. so go back to your mother!”

the irritation of the day had obviously caught up to me, and though i felt bad yelling at the eight-year-old, it seemed like she didn’t really mind anyway, given that she had a giant smile on her face. 

“what’s going on out here?” i finally heard a different voice ask. when i turned around, i was met with-- thank God-- misty. 

“do you know this girl?” i asked in reply, a growl tempting my throat. “does cordelia know her? is this one of her long lost daughters? fiona? luna? mark? anyone?” 

misty shook her head, approaching the two of us with perplexion clouding her features. “no,” she mumbled. “what’s your name, darling?” 

bella moved on her heels for a moment, leaning backwards and then smiling. “i was ‘spoosed to wait until there were at least three of you here, but two is fine too.” 

“what are you--?” 

BAM

in one moment, bright red clouded my eyes and i was sent flying backwards, the entire world moving in slow motion. 

my hands flew in front of me, attempting any kind of magic in my bones to stop whatever had just happened, but was only left with fiery pain instead as it clouded my bones and ran into my muscles, filling my skin with an unquenchable burn. 

it felt like a few minutes i was in the air, flying, with the hot air hitting my face and what felt like glass attacking any inch of my skin that was exposed. i couldn’t feel anything -- not my arms, or my legs -- besides the disgusting pain of the burn and the sharp nails hitting me. 

yet, i felt nothing, too. 

and scented only human flesh. 

when i reached the floor, my head connected to it with a bang as my entire world spun from fire to blackness, slowly turning the whites of my vision into sparkles as if it were an old camera, only some parts coming into view. 

i coughed, gasping for air, as i attempted to move a hand up to my throat to inspect the object seemingly lodged in it. everything -- manifesting terror -- was a blur. 

i turned to my side, catching glimpse of misty, who was in the same regards, except she got her hands to completely cup her neck, whereas i lay still -- unable to move, or breathe. only able to look; and to blink. 

i moaned in pain, unable to do anything besides readjust myself and fall limp on my back, staring at the sky. 

with a grin, i saw the little girl slowly come into my view. she smiled, innocently, and shrugged. 

“my mommy wants you to know that she is coming for fiona, too,” she said, before turning on her heel to walk away. “and tonight, blood will fall from the sky instead of rain.” 

a/n - yeet 

[bfseventeen]

In Wonwoo's highcut interview, he said he would like to go to Niagara Falls. So can you do a traveling Wonwoo x Reader moodboard or drable?

Sorry for taking so long but we were caught up with the Halloween series and exams! But finally, here is the post. I hope you’ll enjoy it.

~ Hazel

[boyy-wonder-grayson]

Masterlist (updated 28/01/2021)

DC:

Dick Grayson x Reader

Tension

Visions of Love

Two of Us

No Bad Luck at All

Safe Haven

Safe

It’s Too Late

Robin

Cabin Fever

Crush

Marry You

Shower

Day Off

Forever Yours

Blame it on the Alcohol

Does he loves you?

I Wish

Happy Days

NSFW alphabet 

Jason Todd x Reader

Delicate

My Place

Drables:

#1 (Dick Grayson)

#2 (Dick Grayson)

#3 (Jason Todd)

#4 (Jason Todd)

#5(Dick Grayson)

#6 (Dick Grasyson)

Halloween Drables

General Headcannons:

#1 Titans

Series:

Dust in the Wind  

*Part 1

*Part 2

*Part 3

Winter’s Weather (Dick Grayson Au!)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 

The Flash:

Barry:

Kisses (drabble)

Cisco:

Bad Idea (drabble)

MARVEL:

Peter Parker:

Tangled up

OUTER BANKS:

Jj Maybank:

Seven