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matthewclarkson​:

Even after all the years that had passed between them, Matthew still felt at ease around the werewolf. He felt as if he still knew her, as if no time had passed at all. There was a huge part of him that was scared he would cause her to run off again…she was quite the track star when it came to running away.

He saw the hesitancy at his request and for a moment he was afraid he had pushed too much, too soon. A smile quickly pulled at the corners of his lips as she finally agreed, slowly he closed his hand around hers as she led them to the dance floor, “I think the last time I danced was with you,” he started. He hadn’t really had the time to dance with the whole building his business, his only other love. He felt how tense she was against him, was she scared? “You can relax with me,” His hands pulled her closer towards him, “It is though,” he muttered out quietly, “It feels natural…being here with you..I mean, like good friends.” There was still a lot of love for Adriana in him. “Thanks for asking me..I wasn’t going to come if you hadn’t, too much work left to do.”

Adriana lowered her gaze, keeping her focus on the floor as she followed Matthew hand-in-hand. “Maybe,” she said, chuckling. Still, Adriana didn’t quite have the heart to explain everything about her relationship with Matteo to him. There was so much the two of them had to catch up on, and she truly struggled with how it may hurt the man in front of her. 

“It’s hard to relax with anyone these days,” she confessed, stepping a little bit closer to him. It was nearly second nature for her to reach up and place her hands on his shoulders, though her smile still showed a bit of weariness. “Good friends,” she echoed, “I like that.” Little by little, the werewolf felt a bit more at ease. She swayed in time with the music that played. Every now and then, the candle light around them caught her eye and her smile grew a little more each time. “Honestly, I wasn’t either. Not only did I not have a date but... It just feels weird being out and about without my daughter,” she confessed. The brunette looked up at him sheepishly, wondering how he’d react to her statement. “Being here kind of reminds me that I actually missed you, though,” she added.

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@ofheavenlybodies​ | Alice

Now this was a party, Valerio thought to himself as he looked around the venue. In all of his years in Halloweentown, he had never attended a single one of the Monster Balls. He always felt they were too fancy for his tastes, but oh was he wrong. He scanned the crowd, looking for someone to talk to first - after all, wasn't this a chance to mingle and dance the night away? His gaze fell upon Alice. "You look stunning," he said, smiling at her sincerely. "That's not really a surprise, though, considering you always look nice." The phoenix reached around to scratch the back of his neck to distract himself from how awkward he was being. "Would you like to dance, ma'am? If not, I could use some company over at the drinks."

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@mal-ravana​

The night was progressively getting better as Adriana became more comfortable. She began spotting more and more familiar faces in the crowd, setting her at ease. One of which was her employee, Malachi. With a drink in her hand and a friendly smile stretched across her face, she cautiously approached him (just in case he was busy with someone else). "Don't you look dashing tonight," she said, nodding her head. "I gotta say, whole different look from than what I see in the shop. Having any fun?"

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@osbournelouis​

The vampire couldn’t help but feel irritated and overstimulated at the ball around her. Why had she agreed to attend this event in the first place? Ah, yes. Attention and food. Grumbling to herself, Roxi turned around to return to the dance floor. Typically, she was very graceful, but in this particular instance, she collided with another person. “Excuse me,” she huffed, glaring at him. A werewolf, how quaint. “Oh, they invited your kind? I thought the memo said no animals.”

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@ofpxtions​ | Amelia

Roxi struggled to remain composed with everything going on. There were a few humans mixed into the group of attendees at the ball, making it hard to focus on anything other than being thirsty. This was unfortunately making her a little on edge. So much so that when she felt someone was standing a little too close to her, she began to lash out. “Listen here, muffin, I’m not sure if you’ve had too much hooch or if you’re just the nosy kinda dame but if you don’t back the fuck up right now we’re going to have a problem.”

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matthewclarkson​:

In all honesty, Matthew had  decided he would pass on the ball. It wasn’t like he’d been going the last few years, plus he had a lot of work he could do on his house, but then Adriana and him had decided to go together. And suddenly there he was dressing up a cute tiger costume to match his ex. 

A smirk pulled at the corners of his lips as she commented on how cute he looked, “Thanks,” he replied snaking his arm around her waist as she placed a kiss on his cheek, “You look absolutely gorgeous as always, Ads. A perfect Jasmine.” A chuckle escaped from his lips, “Should we give them more to talk about?” There was a glint in his eyes as he spoke, “Dance with me? What do you say for ol time’s sake?” As he asked he moved away from her, only to extend his hand out towards her.

A warm blush spread across Adriana’s face at Matthew’s compliment. Having him home felt natural as though no time had passed between before he left and now. And yet, she still could feel the guilt from how things had ended bubbling up inside of her. The werewolf did her best to suppress her urge to run from him, at least for this one night. 

At the suggestion that they gave them more to talk about, she was slightly hesitant. A few seconds passed as she stood staring at his hand. “For old time’s sake,” she agreed, her voice softer than usual. Placing her hand in his, she could have sworn that her heart had skipped a beat. Her nerves were going to get the best of her, that much was clear. She wrapped her fingers around his to form a tight hold and then lead him to the dance floor; the sound of her heels clicking against the floor was barely discernable from the volume of the bass in the song playing. “I can’t tell you the last time I actually danced, let alone danced with someone else,” she murmured. At first, she was rigid, swaying a bit along to the beat. Her body felt tense. Was it nerves? Fear? Perhaps just a general lack of rhythm? Only time would tell her. “Thank you for agreeing to go with me, Matt. I know it’s probably not the most comfortable thing to do, given our circumstances.” 

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Narin was rather uninterested to be in attendance of the ball. She simply went for a momentary escape and a chance to see who offered what in their sleepy little town. The mermaid had been scoping out potential victims when Lyra approached. As much as she wanted to be sarcastic, even a bit mean, she couldn’t bring herself to do so. Her heart swelled in the presence of another mermaid, and she could feel the need to be more sincere wtih her. “Are you alright, Lyra? You seem a bit, well, scattered.” The brunette tilted her head in confusion, though her eyes were filled with compassion. “I’m neither excited nor miserable to be here. I’m just, here. What about you? Are you excited? I think I care about that more.” 

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“there’s too much for me to look at. is it possible to get overwhelmed because you’re too excited about something?” lyra’s voice was practically vibrating as she spoke, her head tipped backwards so she could peer at the ceiling above them. the mermaid had sought out narin specifically, a familiarity about her that meant lyra clung a little too much when she shouldn’t. but nobody understood a mermaid like another mermaid, and gravitating towards the other woman just made the most sense. “i seriously feel like i may vibrate right out of my skin, and i need you or someone else to reel me right on in so i stop feeling like such a child in a room full of adults.” of course the comparison made her smile, but as lyra’s eyes landed on narin, she let her features go cool once more, if only for show. “are you excited to be here?”

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Roxi could hear his footsteps before she heard his voice, but it was what he had said that sent shivers down her spine. Gomez Addams was arguably the most romantic man in pop culture, a girl could only dream that a man would treat her the same way he treated his wife. 

Her eyes fluttered shut and a smile stretched across her face. If she had been alive, she would have been blushing. Silently, she took the drink from him and brought it to her lips for a small sip. The vampire knew the pleasantries would only last for so long between the two of them, they had a habit of things going awry. “You know, making a bet like that makes me feel as though you don’t have a lick of faith in me, big daddy,” she teased. “Though, I must confess, the thought of you dragging back a live snack is quite enticing.”

“How long has it been since we’ve waltzed?” Remzi was approaching the woman from behind with a drink in either hand when he quoted the pair they set out to resemble in her ear. Passing off what she requested, his hand disappeared into a pocket before he resumed a casual stance at her side. They’d made it this far without tearing into each other for faults that neither of them could control and Remzi only hoped it’d last for the remainder of the night. Lifting his glass ever so slightly, he presented a challenge that he knew Roxi couldn’t resist even if it meant they may go overboard. “—First one to tap out has to find breakfast,” 

— @superstitiovs​ // roxanne. 

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@oftragedy​

When the mermaid had read the invitation to the Monster Ball, she had felt as though there’d be a lot of drama and elegance. Yet, thus far, she had been left underwhelmed and bored. Her eyes scanned the crowd looking for someone, anyone, to entertain her. The brunette’s eyes settled upon a man that seemed as though he might be decent company for five minutes. With as much confidence as she could exude, Narin approached the stranger. “I’m typically not this forward, but I would like to dance. Most of the people here are... ridiculous looking. Would you mind filling the position for a single song?” 

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@vampyrekillian​ 

Narin barely knew anyone in town at this point, so it was an odd choice for her to attend the Monster Ball. That didn’t matter, though, she knew she could charm her way into the hearts of the residents. Her eyes settled upon a rather tall man in a Jack Skellington costume. Silently, almost as though she was stalking prey, she approached him. “Do you have any laments tonight, dear Jack?” Her face was void of all emotion aside from slight amusement, but her tone and the look in her eyes were both rather playful. “I must admit, it’s a striking resemblance, sir.” 

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@ofheavenlybodies​​ | Diana

Baz clearly did not think his costume out. While his boxing shorts and bare chest beneath the robe were to impress Peyton, he had forgotten that his friends would also see him like this. The faerie was bobbing along to the music when he spotted Diana out of the corner of his eye. His first thought was to pull the sides of his robe closed and hide his chest. “Well hello, Di. What a shock seeing you here, love,” he said. “Are you having a lovely evening thus far?” 

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@peytonwolff​

This was not Basil’s scene in any capacity. Had he done what he truly wanted to do, he would have stayed at home and watched old horror movies. However, he knew Peyton enjoyed these types of things and longed to make the man happy. “Well I’ll be. Don’t you just look like the most dashing man in the Western Hemisphere?” His gaze moved up and down his date’s body as he propped himself up against the wall. “I’m starting to feel as though I’m a bit underdressed,” he quipped, making note of his shirtless costume.

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@strcinedinnocence​ | Sylvie

Maggie always felt about attending things that required a date. Still, she felt slightly better that it was Sylvie that would be accompanying her. Their presence was of great comfort to the young witch, though she’d never admit it. “You look rad, Sylvs,” she said, a smile stretched across her face. “Y’wanna skip to the good part an’ just get to dancin’ or should we do somethin’ else first?”

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@wrenwinnifred​

After a few run ins with some of her friends, Maggie was about to resign her night to staying directly by Sylvie’s side. It was then she had seen Wren out of the corner of her eye. Picking the front of her tattered wedding dress up a bit, she approached the other witch. “Y’know, I ain’t ever had a moment where I thought Eric Draven could get hotter, and yet here you are in my life,” she teased. A mischievous smile tugged at her lips as she looked her friend’s costume over one more time. “We’re just a coupl’a goth’s wet dreams aren’t we?”

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@ofpxtions​

Maggie really wished that she had planned her costume better. As cute as her ghost bride ensemble was, it was so damn hot as the dress was heavy. It had started to ruin her mood and she could feel that usual anger burning inside of her. Just when she was ready to spend the rest of her night propped up against the wall, she spotted her friend. “Lucy!” she exclaimed, practically skipping over to the other witch. “Look at you! My goodness, you are just the prettiest thing in the whole damn world! I gotta be honestly, I wasn’t expectin’ you to clean up like this, baby doll.” She chuckled briefly. “You see O yet? It’d be one helluva party if our whole gang was all in the same place for once.”

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@mvnymvvns​

Emilio’s mind was running a mile a minute, expecting the worst case scenario. He knew he’d be able to feel better if he could just find his damn sister. After what felt like an eternity looking for her, he finally sniffed her out in the crowd. “Dia!” he shouted, jumping up and down a bit as he tried to get her attention. “Hey, you clean up pretty nice,” he teased, nudging her arm. “How’re you holding up? Did you come with a date? If so, are they bothering you? Are you having a good time? Do you feel safe?” The twenty questions game was typical for him, as all he ever wanted was to look out for her.

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@frankiegodwin​

After a little bit of dancing and a whole lot of anxious pacing, Emilio could tell he had worked up an appetite. The werewolf had decided to stroll over to where all the food was (and secretly hoped that nothing looked too disgusting or realistic). He went to grab one of the ‘lady finger’ bread sticks when he accidentally bumped into someone next to him. “Aw shit,” he muttered. “Where are my manners? Ladies first, I insist.”