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HALLOWEEN DAY 29: Lightweight - Dr Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Dr. Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Drinking, reader is slightly drunk, mentions of medication/prescriptions. Nothing crazy or graphic.

Type: One shot

Request: N/A

Word Count: N/A

Prompt: Halloween night at the club with Dr. Reid. The team goes and after the reader can’t handle themselves, Spencer makes sure they get home safely and eventually they confess their love for each other!

Notes: This has been in my drafts and I had to dust it off. I’ve wanted to post this for so long, maybe I should’ve finished it better or prolonged it? I was in the mood for fluff and here it is! I <3 Dr Reid 4 evaaa

The lights were flashing at all sorts of rates, all reflecting off the crowds movements. Colors overwhelmed the scene, different accessories poked and dropped to the floor as the movement remained constant. It wasn’t much of Dr. Reids ideal atmosphere, but you dragged him here.

You absolutely loved Halloween and wanted nothing more than to join the contests that would be held at the club downtown tonight.

Both Emily and Penelope thought it to be a fantastic idea, after pleading Reid to go with you three, your magic seemed to work. Now here you were, with a drink in hand, swaying from a distance as the remixed versions of well known songs infiltrated the speakers.

Spencer followed you around like a lost puppy, always close to you with his own drink being held against his chest. He was stiff as a board, watching the crowd when Penelope and Emily swayed around to the beat of the song, laughing and drinking their night away in cheesy but fierce costumes.

It was incredibly rare to have a moment like this without them being called away for a case, so you knew to enjoy it to the best of your ability.

Your hips bumped against Spencers when you noticed he seemed to be lost in thought. “Come on Reid, loosen up.” You groaned as your lips found their way to your straw, looking up to Spencer through your eyelashes.

His body language screamed uncomfortable and a part of you felt some remorse for insisting he should come with you. Your smile dropped when he looked away from you, turning around to put your drink down, you placed your hand on his shoulder in order to bring his ear down to your level “We don’t have to stay Spencer, we can go-”

Spencer pulled away from your grip to shake his head and look back to you “I’m perfectly fine, the music- I just don’t dance.”

Your eyes stayed on him, eyebrows forming a frown of concern for him. Wandering your gaze elsewhere, you noticed a group of girls, shooting their glances in your direction and you were more than certain they weren’t staring at you. A smirk drew across your face, after a few seconds, you bumped your elbow against Spencer and pointed your drink in their direction.

“I think they want to talk to you tiger.” You teased, your eyes looked to Spencer as he frowned. Anyone would be ecstatic to get the attention of a group of attractive women, but Spencer just seemed confused. “Come on Spence- we don’t get to have fun so often, I’m sure they don’t bite.”

“How are you sure? At least two of them have claws.” Spencer half joked back, which earned a chuckle from you. “Come on.” You grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the groups direction. A smile was plastered across your face as you met up. “Hi, this is my friend Spencer, he has a few magic tricks he’d like to show you.” You hollered over the music to the group as you let go of his wrist then began to fade back into the crowd and towards your table.

A satisfied grin came across your lips when you noticed the wows and claps coming from where you left your coworker. Hugging yourself as you leaned back against the table, you looked back over to your other two friends who still continued to dance. A part of you wondered where they had this energy, you were exhausted, but you thought you’d have to sell your soul to have night off on Halloween night.

You reached up towards your head making sure your clip-on cow ears remained on your head. It was a last minute costume, easy to put together, cute as a button.

It seemed loneliness hit you harder than you would’ve thought and earlier than you expected. “Not tonight” You thought to yourself as you left the glasses at your table and made your way to Penelope. “Hey! Finally you join us?” She shouted as she continued her movements.

“Where did you leave Reid?” Emily looked around for any sign of him. only to have you shout back “With company!” Meeting each other with smiles, you continued to dance along in your small triangle. Reaching for Garcias hand, you held it as you continued your movements, not caring if it was at a rhythm or not, you were buzzed and having the best night in months.

Eventually the music would slow down, still sensual and loud, the bounce of the bass filled up the room, but the crowd would disperse to other bars or to refresh themselves. You decided upon one last song when Emily made her way to get you three another drink. The string of the bass was low and the vibrations rang through your ears, you were surely feeling the buzz a little bit more when a hand came to wrap around your wrist.

“Do you want me crawling back to you” The speakers sang at the touch of the other, your eyes looked to the hand, then up to connect it with a familiar face, “It’s time to go.” Emily smiled to you, surely sorry to interrupt your moment but also since she wouldn’t want any of you to leave alone tonight, not while the unsolved cases were being waited on for any other leads. Meanwhile she had to ensure you were all safe.

You ran your hand through your hair as you took the last drink of the night into your hands. “Y/n” You heard through the rumbling of the speakers as they picked up again on the beats. Looking around, you noticed another familiar face. “I’ll walk you to the cab.” A hand latched onto your wrist again, this time firmer, keeping you from bringing the drink up to your lips again.

Nodding slowly, as your eyes tried to connect to Spencers. You allowed him to take the glass from your hands and set it down on a table. He seemed worried about you, not letting you go from his grip. “I’ll make sure she gets home I promise.” You heard him from afar, a wave of sadness came over you.

Not again.

You were a lightweight, it was shameful to you, but you could never keep up with any of the team, two drinks and you were already questioning what you were seeing and where. Not to mention your orientation, never being able to clearly identify where you were headed exactly.

Instead, you leaned into the familiar hold beside you, comforted by it really. “Spence- you don’t have to. Really.” You protested as he lead you out into the front entrance of the club and down the sidewalk away from the line and crowd. Your brows forming a frown as you depended on his grasp as you walked, the alcohol was certainly kicking in again. Everything slowed around you, spun for a moment.

Thankfully Spencer cut you off before you could be unaware of your surroundings. “Don’t be silly, I want to make sure you’re home.” Your heart seemed to flutter when he assured his intentions. “Spence- w-what about the girls you were talking to?” You pouted as you tried to steady your steps along with him as you walked further down the street.

“I’ll come back to them.” He murmured as he tried to help you walk without making your intoxication too obvious. You couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, but you laughed, leaning into him your eyes seemed to hide as the walk continued for what seemed like an eternity.

“Y/n” You heard Spencer whisper out as he noticed your drowsiness. “Did you take your medicine before we came here?” He stopped you near one of the windows of the businesses you were walking past, away from the walking area. Holding you with both hands on either sides of your arms trying to meet your eyes.

“Shit.” You whined out when you looked down to his legs. You sure did, when you weren’t supposed to, not when you were going to drink anyway. “I’m an idiot.” You whimpered out to Spencer as you leaned your back against the glass.

“It’s okay, we just need to get you to bed, soon preferably.” Spencer held you up, hooking an arm under yours and wrapping around your back gripping you against his side as he took out his phone to call for a ride.

“We’ll be home soon.” Spencer soothed you as your feet seemed to give up on the heels you were wearing. Your purse dropped from your shoulder to your arm, trying your best to keep it on your person, Spencer laughed a little at your drowsiness. “It’s not funny Spencer.” You complained as a small laugh escaped your lips as he tried to keep you up with him, “It’s a little bit funny.” Spencer teased as he took his coat off to wrap around your bare shoulders,

“But my costume-” You whimpered as you looked down again to your uneven stance. “It’s still your costume, you’re just- a cold cow.” He snorted out as you wobbled slightly. Turning back to see the car pull over to the edge of the sidewalk for you both, Spencer lead you towards the door, opening it for you and letting you slide into the seat first, following after you.

The whole ride you just leaned over against his shoulder as Spencer instructed the directions. You were drifting in and out of sleep, making yourself comfortable on him. Sure you were intoxicated and in a way, drugged, under the influence but that didn’t cloud your vision on Dr. Reid.

He was such a lifesaver, well, obviously he was, he had saved countless lives and prevented many other tragedies along with his team but what would have you done without him tonight?

Emily and Penelope might’ve noticed a little too late, the guilt would’ve been everlasting. How did Spencer realize? He was busy, wasn’t he? Either way, you were more than glad he did. Your eyes focused on his hands, trying to ease your breathing as the ride continued.

Your sober brain would’ve never had the courage to initiate anything, but his hands looked so inviting. Even leaning your head against his shoulder was terribly comfortable, more than you’d like to admit.

Mindlessly, your hand reached to grab his fiddling one. This was a big no-no with Spencer, especially after a night at the club. He seemed shocked at first, stiffened, but you were half there anyway to acknowledge anything that may lead to your eternal embarrassment.

But your eyes stayed on his hands as he let your hand intervene. It was an innocent moment, but for the first time, you seemed to find comfort in him more than usual.

It was common for you to look for any sort of comfort in anyone you grew close to and this time it was the team that fell victim to it. Spencer being part of it, but tonight, you seemed to want to display any sort of affection towards him.

Spencer squeezed your hand as you began to reach your destination, you looked up to see your familiar street. The joy you felt couldn’t possibly be put into words. You watched as Spencer tipped the driver, thanking him as he opened the car door, helping you out and onto the sidewalk.

Though you were only a few steps away, you just couldn’t handle anymore steps in those heels. Reaching down to unbuckle them, you gripped yourself against him as you loosened them up. Spencer looked down to you, holding you in return as he watched you unstrap your platforms. He knew they must’ve been killing your feet, but before you could step on the pavement, he took the liberty to pick you up, “Grab your shoes.” He whispered as he hoisted you up bridal style up towards the entrance of your house.

“I don’t want you to get sick. If you can avoid walking around barefoot, it’s best to.” He explained as he walked. You were sure if you weren’t flustered before, you surely were now. Looking towards your knees as he led you to a stop, after a brief moment, you came to a realization- keys.

Rummaging through your purse you found them, doing your best to unlock the entrance as you were being held by Spencer. This all felt like a fever dream and you wouldn’t be surprised if it was.

Letting you push the door open, he stepped into your home, letting you down to your feet then closing the door behind you. “Why don’t you wash up tonight? You’ll sleep so much better.” Spencer advised as he made sure you were able to stand, but you simply stood there before him.

He looked so handsome, with tousled wavy hair, unbuttoned shirt, and loosened tie. Spencer went as Patrick Batman, but the hair product seemed to wear off halfway through the night, just as your costume was disheveled by the time you made it home.

Spencer frowned to you as you stared up to him in a daze, looking to your lips quickly then back up to your eyes when he realized what he did. A small sigh escaped your lips, you never thought about Spencer like this, why tonight? Not only did his touch seemed so inviting, but his affection did too. You wanted nothing more than to kiss him in this moment.

Your eyes stayed on him for a moment, neither of you said anything, instead just stood at your entrance in silence, just staring at each other. “What is it Y/N”

“How did you notice?” You wondered out loud, earning a confused gaze from the man. “That I was at my limit. How did you notice? You had your back turned, you were far away.” You continued as Spencer broke off the gaze and looked to the rug in front of your staircase. “Spencer.” You pleaded as he wouldn’t look at you for a moment.

He sighed and then looked back to you, pursing his bottom lip as his eyes met yours. “I talked to those girls you walked me over to.” He started, looking to you in defeat when he realized that wouldn’t be enough for you.

“And?” You continued as he stood still before you. “And I showed them a few magic tricks, because you told them about it.. but”

You stood there patiently, forgetting about the costume you had on, cow bell wrapped tightly around your neck, none of your accessories short of presence for the first couple of minutes you’ve made it in at home.

“I just came back to look at you.”

Your stomach was surely doing flips at this moment. For the first time you were left speechless for a moment. You frowned as you kept your eyes on him. “What do you mean Spence?”

“Y/n. I don’t want to talk to anyone at a club, I think it’s great that the rest of you do and you have fun. But I only went because of you. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Thank you Spencer, I really appreciate it, but I’m also a part of the team and I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself.” You protested as you leaned back, slightly taking offense to the comment coming from him.

“It’s not that you can’t take care of yourself, I know you are. But, I don’t know. I can’t help it. I don’t know what I’d do with myself if I let anything happen to you.”

There was a slight frustration coming from Spencer when you seemed to not catch on to what he was saying. You looked to him cluelessly and in desperation to want to understand.

“Y/n. I care about you. I feel better around you. I don’t know how to really explain it any other way than to say I really like you.”

You stood there in shock, almost sobered up by the sound of his words. You were sure your eyes were like saucers, even in your state you could still tell that Spencer was nervous as could be at his confession. He ached for any response but you just stood there for what seemed like hours.

“I really like you too Spence” you admitted, both awkward, in costumes and a little buzzed. It seemed like relief washed over his face for a second. Spencer looked down exhaling a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in.

“Would it be wrong to ask you to stay a little longer? If you’re not doing anything-“ you wondered out loud to break the prolonged silence.

“What? No yeah of course. I can stay.”

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HALLOWEEN DAY 28: The Exorcist- Jason Todd x Fem!Reader NSFW

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Warning: NSFW! Brief mentions of horror movies/demonic movies but nothing going into detail. Mmm idk cursing, Jason being dirty lol whore. What do u want from me.

Type: Blurb

Request: N/A

Word count: N/A

Prompt: Reader tried to get Jason into the movies she likes, but Jason likes to multitask.

Notes: This is literally nothing but pure smut. Sowwy. Had a similar experience to inspire this and I figured it fit Jason perfectly. What do you think?

Jason never really cared for horror movies, especially the demonic ones, but when you were in fuzzy socks and little Halloween sleep shorts that left nothing to the imagination, he couldn’t resist. “Yeah whatever you say”

Listening to you yap away about the story and what’s true in it and what isn’t. He’s drifting in and out as you talk, you’re buzzed and both of you chose to stay in for Halloween. It’s your favorite holiday and you had to beg him to take it off. He didn’t put up much of a fight and when he sees you all glazed over and excited about the movie you finally convinced him to watch, he can’t help himself.

It wasn’t like there was much else to do tonight anyway, it was a weekday after all. You made popcorn, had snacks sprawled out, you prepared for this in hopes that he would be able to get into scary movies with you, specifically The Exorcist.

Before the introduction of the characters, Jason had you on your elbows, hands warm inside the leg holes of your pajama shorts, only pushed them aside with your panties to expose your slick folds. Your back was deliciously arched, his hands gripped your whole asscheeks as he lined himself against your entrance. “Come on baby, we can both still watch the movie” he snorted, mouth watering at the wetness he felt with his tip. He gripped the back of your head, making you face the TV screen as he impaled you with his cock, you breathed out a sharp moan when he stuffed himself in all the way.

“Fuck.” You hissed out as he pulled you back against his hips, you couldn’t see him, your hair messily in the way of your vision as he began to pound himself into you.

Jason’s eyes rolled back as he picked up the rhythm, the screams and shouts of the movie became distant in his ears as he only focused on your moans and breathless voice. The more you whimpered and jolted away, the stronger his grip felt, pulling you back in place as you felt yourself becoming undone.

“What else can you tell me about this movie doll?” He asked genuinely, but you were so caught up on the way his dick stroked your insides. Before you could acknowledge the feeling of his tip bulging into you, he pulled out then thrusted back in. You couldn’t keep up with the pressure, his knees were in between yours, splitting them more and more apart as he kept up his pace.

You buried your face into the mattress, your hair was anxiously in the way of your breathing. Usually in other times, he would be more handsy but he was on a mission to make you cream all over his thick girth. You didn’t even have time or energy to remember what movie you were watching, only focused on the tightness of your belly.

The praying and screaming remained on the screen, your hopeless whines were still audible though and even if Jason didn’t want you to scream out your lungs, he still secretly loved when you couldn’t help yourself.

“Such a good girl, fuck. You feel great princess, wanna paint your walls” he breathed out, his thrusts becoming sharper than the rest. You felt your body twitch, your walls clenched up as his dick grazed your g spot at the right pace. “Be an angel and give me your hand.” He hissed, but you couldn’t understand, too caught up in the fuzzy feeling as you felt your body squirt into the sheets. “Or not.” He told himself as he grabbed your hand to cup his balls. Jason tilted his head back as he felt your hand tense up, feet squirm beside him as you felt your orgasm come in waves and he felt it squeeze his dick deliciously. “My fucking baby.”

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HALLOWEEN DAY 27: Remains of the day - DC Characters x CorpseBride!Characters

Pairing: Dc Characters x Fem!Reader

Warning: Mentions of being dead (?) Not very much, brief mentions of characters joining the afterlife but again, nothing graphic.

Type: Blurb

Request: N/A

Word count: N/A

Prompt: Tiny blurbs of what my take of Dc Comic!Muses x CorpseBride!Fem!Reader would be like!

Notes: Loosely based off of the Corpse Bride universe, kind of cute I love it.

Bruce Wayne: Honestly I think he would secretly loooove it. He would be confused as hell at first, trying to remain calm as he sees you emerge from the earth. When you seem overwhelmed with joy that “the love of your unlife” has come for you, he immediately sees how tragic this situation is. I like to think Bruce would be the wiser out of the group and before he would reject you, instead he lets you go on. When you cling onto his side and beg him to follow you to the underworld, things get feisty. He has a whole different life to follow and you just want to take him from it? Expect some fight back from him. Bruce would definitely find a way to outwit you, similar to Victor, but throughout the time he spent with you, I wage he would try his best to find a way to bring you back. Lazarus pit here we come. My argument is that Battinson thinks with his heart before his head, don’t fight me on this.

Jason Todd: HEAR ME OUT. There’s something so poetic about the undead bride and technically undead Jason Todd. As soon as he puts two and two together, it hits his weak spot. He DOES NOT have the heart to push you away, instead he kind of feeds into your delusions because he himself, is delusional. If we’re in the CorpseBride!Universe then technically he can venture to both sides (?) because he’s kind of a zombie (?) it’s up in the air. However, it warms his heart to have someone so excited to marry him and kind of be their savior (?) he absolutely adores your admiration and devotion to it and he’s more than happy to relish in it. “I guess I’m married now.” With a smile to himself LMFAO.

Dick Grayson: He wouldn’t fight it at first, more confused and wanting to help. “Why does this have to happen to me?” Kind of mentality. He wants to help you, he’s not sure what the hell you are and he’s doing his best to clarify that he’s not married to you and that it was an accident. Whenever he sees you slouched over in defeat, he tries to find a way to cheer you up though and he would absolutely do his best to try to help your situation. If you’re absolutely set on him, he will do his best to try to let you know that you just met and he would need to get to know you. Reluctantly, he would get to know you and when he ends up getting to know you, he will absolutely look for a loophole for your situation.

Harley Quinn: She would be over the moon!! At first she would absolutely be confused and pushing herself away, but you would definitely sweep her off her feet when you woo her. You’d have to explain to her where you came from and your tragic end. It would be a 50/50 chance whether or not she would jump on it right away. She would get excited trying to plan a wedding, but be unsure about spending the rest of her life in the afterlife. If you make it painless, she would do anything to be with you. Harley would embrace your unlife, but it would kill her to leave all her friends behind.

Poison Ivy: She would try to explain to you that it was a mistake at first. Practicing or however she ended up placing a ring onto your finger, it wasn’t her proposing to you. Ivy would hear you out, listen to your story and how you ended up where you did. She would offer to help you avenge your death and throughout the time she would grow a liking to you, especially with your charm rather than her pitying you. Maybe later on in this afterlife she would go looking for you if you haven’t found anyone by then.

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ghostfacesvalentine · 8 months ago

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Everyone liking my 31 days masterlist recently like I know I missed two days already.

#I’ve been drunk #ghostfacesvalentine talks #ghostfacesvalentine rants

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Hi! I just wanna let you know that I love reading your work and you’re one of the reasons I started writing!

You’re so sweet! This makes me so happy! Writing is so fun, I’d love to read your works <3 feel free to message me if you ever want!

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Looking for validation from my readers every time I log onto this godforsaken app

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Thank you! I’ve been here. I’m glad you found me!!!Coming and going, but I think someone summoned me so I’m here more often now! I’m glad you enjoy my writing:’) :*

Best sleep (Jason Todd x Sleepy!Reader)

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader, tried to be as GN as possible though!

Warnings: Not many, just a tiny mention of violence, but nothing graphic.

Type: Blurb/Hc

Request: N/A

Word Count: N/A

Prompt: Jason Todd is obsessed with you, specifically with the idea of you waiting for him to come home.

Notes: Shut up, this is a mixture of a blurb and hc I think. Idk, I’m tired but Jason on m y min d.

- To say Jason was obsessed was an understatement. You were constantly on his mind, since the first day he saw you struggling to walk straight on your way home from the bar.

- From that day on, he was dedicated entirely to you. Even though he didn’t notice it at first, as he’s beating goons to a pulp in broad moonlight, wiping the blood and sweat from his face, he finds himself wondering what you’re doing.

- No matter what he’s doing, Jason finds the time to call you, make sure that you’re okay and tells you that he’d be home soon.

- It’s the best part of his day, running home to see how you’re doing. You try your best to stay up to greet him with a sleepy smile and happy eyes. More often than not, Jason has to hold your face in his hands to keep your face from falling, drifting in and out of sleep.

- So cute.

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HALLOWEEN DAY 26: It’s a Halloween party right? - Multi!Muse x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Multimuse x Fem!Reader

Warning: Mentions of basically bullying, cursing, killing, a little graphic but nothing crazy.

Type: Blurb

Request: N/A

Word count: N/A

Prompt: Tiny blurbs of what I think the muses would act when you’re at a Halloween party with them and someone makes fun of your costume!

Notes: Why did anyone stop wearing costumes I hate this new era were in. Grow up. Wear a costume.

Jason Voorhees: Immediately killing. No doubts about that, I take Jason to be a somewhat naive character but he absolutely knows what it’s like to have someone laugh at you. Whether it’s a crude joke or a twisted sense of humor, he can put two and two together, so the party definitely goes from zero to a hundred. I don’t think he would give the other a second to correct themselves or analyze the situation, instead it’s immediate kill, ask questions later. If you ran away crying, it’s overkill and Jason would never give parties a second chance, sorry.

Michael Myers: I think if he understood it, it may take him a while, they have to be obnoxious about it. If they’re laughing and throwing stuff at you, immediately Michael springs into action. There’s so many people who dress like him anyway, there are doubts that he’s even the real thing but some the smarter of the bunch know better than to join in and make a run for it before they get caught in the crosshairs. When everyone is pinned to the walls with kitchen knives and whatever he can find, then the place gets set ablaze, it’s not like he wanted to be there in the first place.

Tiffany Valentine: Picks up on it before you do and when she does she’s coming up with the most embarrassing way to be found dead. She’s trying to be a better person, she really is but why are they laughing at you? Maybe she can give everyone else who gets their hands on the crime scene photos something to laugh about. I don’t think she would give them a second to apologize or make up for it, she’s already had their death made up in her mind. They really fucked with the wrong person.

Billy Loomis: Laughs louder but with empty eyes, these group of kids just signed their death sentence. If you’re sobbing, the more tears you shed, the more blood they will. If you’re only uncomfortable, they’re still dying, maybe not as gory but he’s still taking his time. He gets away with it too, with the help of Stu. “Come on, Stu’s parties are way better than this” he’d kiss your forehead, not caring if there’s glitter sprinkled all over him.

Stu Macher: Kind of grinning, looking at both you and whoever the hell is trying to insult your costume. “Well I think it’s really cool.” He’d say, acting nothing but stupid with a big grin. I think he would have less restraint than Billy though, he’d start getting the strays one by one, coming around acting completely clueless as to what was happening. He’s a little smug with how well he covers up what’s real blood and what’s part of the decorations. Be careful pissing off Stu, you would’ve thought people would know that by now.

Leatherface: Poor baby he would be so confused at first, the groups of people would have to literally be laughing and you’d have to have a visceral reaction to their mean words. As soon as he puts two and two together, its head empty only wants to see their guts across the room. He’s especially violent because he knows what it’s like to be made fun of by his family and by the victims. It’s not a good feeling and he would do anything to make it go away when it came to you.

Patrick Bateman: There would be light chuckles, all the way up until he notices that they’re talking about you. A pressed smile would make itself present across his face, sniffing his drink before setting it down. Swiping his tongue across his perfect front teeth, mouth closed and sticking a fist in his pocket. You insisted to dress up for the silly Halloween party, he was hesitant about allowing you, but you did look stunning in designer clothes as a tacky costume. Patrick would absolutely pull a Stu and lead the others away from the pack, one by one around the building before unleashing the most amount of rage. Spitting and yelling, blood of his victims splattered across his delightful face. “Not the fucking face you fucking fuck.” He’d groan out wiping as much as he could off with his sleeve and trying to slick back his hair as much as possible before moving to the next person.

Harley Quinn: “Whatddaya mean by that?” There would be no hesitation for Harley to have the group try to correct themselves, depending on their reactions would directly affect if and how’d they die. If they would show no remorse, Harleys face would turn into a wide smile, staring blankly at them before shrugging her shoulders then shooting them point blank in the face, one by one. If there was some kind of remorse, Harley would be judge, jury and executioner about it. “Sorry about the blood on yer costume cupcake, maybe Ivy has somethin’ for that! If not her, then maybe kitty Kat.” Nobody makes fun of her baby, if they did, then she’d make sure they wouldn’t laugh about anything ever again.

Poison Ivy: With a raised eyebrow, Pamela would know exactly whether or not how they meant it and if she didn’t, they’re wrong, it’s exactly how Pamela viewed it. You were so excited to wear a costume, Ivy even helped you get it together, you were absolutely over the moon and now, some people who thought they were too good to dress up for Halloween were laughing in front of you both. Similar to Harley, she is judge, jury and executioner. While her methods would be a little more sophisticated, they still inflict the most amount of pain. She always carried something for moments like this, where one’s blood would turn against them, making them feel like there’s venom slowly invading their veins. Maybe a prick, maybe some powder, maybe a kiss, who really would see it coming. Either way, nobody laughs at her baby.

Billy Hargrove: Would stop what he’s doing immediately to look at whoever or whatever group was laughing at you, there would be a moment of silence offered to them to get themselves together. Not many chose to laugh or keep up the act and those who did would get a real beating full of pent up rage. So what if you wanted to wear a costume, so what if you were the only one. That was the point of it no? A halloween party? These people were going to be damn near unconscious by the time he’s done with them.

Steve Harrington: All fun and games until you’re crying. “You guys take it too far!” If you ran out of the room, Steve is chasing after you immediately to console you. You’re drunk, he’s drunk, you’re both a mess but you’re crying and as a great boyfriend, he’s trying to console you. “This party’s lame anyway, let’s get out of here” he’d kiss your forehead, if you’re still pouting he’s more than happy to sit down with you. “I think you’re the prettiest fairy in the whole world. And other worlds too.” He’d wipe the tears off your face, getting a warm towel to help. “Come on. You’re so beautiful, you look amazing, everyone’s costume is a jackass I guess. But I thought we were supposed to be something different for Halloween” he’d roll his eyes, still drunkenly trying to clean you up. He’s such a catch.

Steve Rogers: Concerned eyebrows active. “Hey what did you just say” suddenly no one wants to repeat themselves and if you know anything about captain America is that he absolutely hates bullies. “It’s a Halloween party no?” Suddenly he’s heated, facing the group completely while you make yourself small behind him. Everyone’s on edge enough to try to break it up. He wasn’t surprised they’d be backtracking, but he still doesn’t accept that behavior. “Apologize” “Steve- no it’s okay.” “No. It’s not okay. Apologize” even if they did, god forbid he caught them alone while you weren’t there. “He must’ve felt left out and added some fake blood to his face to fit in.”

Bucky Barnes: Similar to Steve, he’s going to stand up for you, especially when he can tell if it really got to you. All he thinks about was about how excited you were pulling your costume together and now you were crying or about to start crying and hugging yourself wanting more than anything to go home. Bucky has a way shorter temper than Steve though and he doesn’t care if it’s in front of anyone, they’re going to apologize to you without him having to ask. After sorting that out, he’s babying you after all of this.

Loki Laufeyson: Immediately killing them, even if he’s trying to reform his ways, he still can’t stand the thought of someone else’s words humiliating you. If he doesn’t have the patience to outwit them, he’s absolutely going to kill them. You’re his baby and he will always stand up for you, he’s just a little rusty around his methods. “If you ask me, you’re the most beautiful most elegant vampiress in the universes and I’ve been to many” Loki has such a way to always make you feel like the most beautiful and important creature, if it wasn’t his words, you had a hard time believing anyone else. He worships you more than anyone on this list so it’s hard to let anyone make you feel inferior.

Cloud Strife: He doesn’t get it for a moment, not until you’re upset. When he realizes you’re upset, he follows you out. He’s not the best at comforting but when he sees you upset, he’s all over you. “You look beautiful.” He admires you, after all it’s only Clouds picky opinion that you care about. He rather spend the holiday with you instead, he’s not really much of a party guy. Cloud would absolutely wipe your tears, sit in the grass with you, walk around the town all while complimenting your costume every chance he got.

Sebastian Michaelis: Maybe not immediately killing them, but absolutely torturing them, all with a smile. If there are appearances to be made, he waits until he can find them alone. He understood every crude remark, every joke, even when they thought they could get away with it with sly comments. “You appear to be the most stunning character here Lady Y/N.” That’s enough to make you blush, after all he only has eyes for you. He encouraged you to dress up, he wasn’t lying when he said you looked gorgeous. For anyone to have the nerve to make fun of you, it would be a death wish.

Spencer Reid: He would absolutely outwit them, nobody can really keep up with his charm. He didn’t really acknowledge the joke at first, until it hit him. Both of you would be dressed up and he’s more than ready to stand up for you especially. Spencer vents to you all the time about people who think they’re too good to dress up in a costume for a Halloween party. He doesn’t need to get physical with them, but let’s say if they really crossed a line then he’ll pull some strings at the BAU.

Bruce Wayne: So what if you were the only one wearing a costume, similar to Spencer, he can absolutely outwit them. Everyone wants to please Bruce and it only takes him staring at the ones who are laughing with a straight face. The elites around him would want his validation so bad that they would also stop laughing immediately. “I don’t get it. Who are you again? New money?” Hit them where it hurts. “The dress is Hermes, fortunately they had it expedited last minute. We had a few options to sort through. Looks like a dream nevertheless.” But it was never the dress that made you look godly, it was Bruce’s love.

Jason Todd: Immediately getting violent “what the fuck did you just say” and you better hope he misheard them. It’s scary to see Jason get this worked up, but it was for you. Before you know it he’s got another guy hung up against the wall or dragged across the table by the collar of their shirt. He would comfort you afterwards, treating you to whatever you want. “You know you’re the prettiest baby at the party.” If anything they’re better off making fun of you instead of making crude comments about wanting to see what you look like under the costume, I think Jason would have to be locked up in Arkham after that if that were to happen. He’s still pulling strings with the batfam to teach them a lesson.

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