A skeleton and an alien walk into a frat party

Kevin Haas:

♥︎I can thank my friend for this idea♥︎

♡ Kevin smokes casually and quite frequently, doesn't hide it either or at least doesn't make an effort to.

♡ You could say he does it recreationally more often than not. Not to say he doesn't use it to calm down or unwind from time to time but most of the time it's for his own enjoyment.

♡ But smoking alone all the time can get boring quick, so occasionally you can find him smoking with Noah, or once in a blue moon maybe even Milo.

♡ On occasion, he'll even bring some to a group hangout if the vibe seems right.

♡ If you're not that close with Kevin, this will most likely be the only time you technically smoke with him. Now if you are close that's a whole other story..

♡ He'd most likely ask you some random weekend while you two were hanging out if you wanted to join him on a "walk" or even better if you live close by, he'd call you up and straight up ask if you wanna come over and smoke with him. Cause once again, smoking alone gets lonely.

♡ If you did end up joining him on his "walk", he'd always know the best nook and cranny for the two of you to hide away in and chill out for a little bit. Somewhere you didn't need to rush or feel like you gotta check over your shoulder to make sure you haven't been caught yet.

♡ If it's the woods that we're talking about he'd take you to a clearing a little off the trail, covered and hidden by fallen trees and overgrown shrubbery. An obvious frequently used smoke spot, littered with trash and the occasional shopping trolley.

♡ He would plop down on a makeshift bench made out of rotting scaffolding and a tree stump patting the spot next to him.

♡ He always rolled his own joints and over time he's gotten pretty good at it. He'd still hunch over slightly while rolling the joint, tongue between his teeth as he tried to focus.

♡ "Can ya get the lighter out of my pocket?"

♡ You could just hand him his lighter or you could flick it open instead and light it for him as soon as he gets the joint in his mouth. You might even catch him ofgaurd this way doesn't mean he doesn't like the gesture tho.

♡ (I'd imagine he's one of those people with either a really strange or really unique lighter just because it makes a good conversation starter)-

♡ If it was your first time smoking he'd give you a little demo before passing you the joint.

♡ If you end up eating shit anyway and coughing a lung out he'd pat your back as he laughed at your poor attempt, taking the joint away from you before you kill yourself.

♡ A couple of hits in and He'd start to blow the smoke in your direction just to try and mess with you, doing it back will only end in a laughing fit, on a rare occasion maybe even a round of playfighting.

♡ (Though if you're an item it might end in a gentle kiss, which he promptly ruins by blowing smoke into your mouth and laughing his ass off. He won that playful scuffle and you cannot tell him otherwise.)

♡ But when it inevitably hits he gets less giggly and more chilled out, leaning back against the makeshift benches peering up at the leaves hiding the sky. He'd switched to leaning his head on your shoulder when his neck starts to hurt.

♡ More often than not, he settles into a nice silence, tho he wouldn't exactly mind if you got chatty. He'd sit there and let you yap on, he might tune half of it out but would respond with the occasional "mhm" to let you know he's somewhat listening.

♡ Neither of you would remember going back home or most importantly how you got home... but the 10-hour-long fruit sensory videos on his TV says it all.

♡ 10/10 best guy to smoke weed and get high with,

♡ !BONUS! After waking up on his couch with the spot next to you empty, and the TV still blaring you begrudgingly get up. Trying to remember how you got home you dragged your feet against the floor making your way towards the kitchen.

As soon as you make contact with the right door frame you fish your arm into the dark trying to find the light switch. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly once you find it, quickly flicking it on only to be met with a loud groan in response.

"Fuck that's bright- turn it off"

Slowly you open your eyes letting them adjust to the yellow kitchen light. You come face to face with Kevin sitting at his kitchen counter shielding his eyes from the bright light, trying to eat cereal. So that where he went-

You promptly turn off the light and wander inside using Kevin's vague outline as s guide of where to go.

"Why are you eating cereal in the dark?"

"I was hungry"

"That only answers one of my questions"

Even in the dark you could feel him side-eyeing you. He let out a quiet snort choosing to ignore you.

"You want some?

The Observer:

♡ I genuinely think they only ever got the idea to smoke because they possessed Kevin specifically. Maybe they found his stash while rummaging through his stuff on a random Tuesday.

♡ Or maybe they saw him smoking, trying to calm down while he was being tormented by Mr Slim and the collective.

♡ Though they can't actually "get high" in the traditional sense. As in, the weed does not affect them.

♡ Why smoke it at all then? Again probably for fun, cause you know why not? Its fun? Why mess with Noah? Cause it's fun. Same thing different font.

♡ Besides they like how much it annoys certain people in the collective (cough firebrand cough). And it definitely chills Kevin out, stops him from trying to break free of their control.

♡ Now it doesn't matter whether you're part of the collective or not but if you SOMEHOW get close to them, they'd find the most inconvenient time for you and drag you along not even telling you where they were taking you.

♡ Cause and i qoute "wheres the fun in knowing?"

♡ You swear he plans these, it's almost like they wait for when you're crunching for a deadline or already running late for something to come and snatch you up for a smoke break. It's like they forgot the weed actually has an effect on you.

♡ And the more you get annoyed with them the more enjoyment they get out of it really.

♡ They'd probably take you to the watch tower, for the views of course... They'd plop down on the top step, looking up at you until you begrudgingly sit next to them.

♡ As soon as you do, expect them to obnoxiously lean against you pushing you against the railings and using you as a backrest, as they get out a pre-rolled joint.

♡ They can roll their own of course but it's more convenient this way.

♡ Again if you've never smoked before they'd deliberately put the joint in your mouth first, light it and just sit there waiting, looking up at you batting their eyelashes

♡ "What's wrong? Just inhale."

♡ When you inevitably start coughing expect them to laugh like you just said the funniest thing on the planet. Anyone who might have been at the boardwalk at the time heard that laugh, no matter where they might have been.

♡ Blows smoke in your direction on purpose every time they take a hit and blame it on the wind. Doing it back will lead them to see this as a challenge (this won't end until the joint is gone).

♡ Most likely gets bored before your smoke sesh is even over.

♡ 5/10 not all that fun to get high with. You're the only one getting high and they'd just take the piss the whole time. Only gets points because the weed they have is always top quality.

♡ !BONUS! You can feel the sun assaulting your eyes coming in through some open blinds even if your eyes were closed. You groan still half asleep, rolling over in what seems to be your own bed.

You shimmy around to try and get comfortable but stop when you feel someone's breath wafting into your face. You squint your eyes open only to be met with the observer who seemed to have been staring holes into the back of your head this whole time.

You jump back slightly, trying to put some distance between you and the unexpected intruder.

"Remember how you said you'd drive me wherever I wanna go-"

You glare down at them, seeing they were lying on their side fully clothed shoes on the bed.

"Why are you in my bed?"

"-and how you'll give me a lift today"

"How long have you even been lying there?"

"So when are we leaving?"

You swear you're talking, are they just choosing not to listen?

"...first of all you can teleport why would you need me to drive you anywhere... second of all why are you in my bed- actually no- how LONG have you been here?"

They only shrug acting inoccent as they move to sit up next to you a smug little grin forming on their face.

"Come on you promised"

They shifted closer, playfully laying their head on your shoulder. You cringed in response seeing his shoes drag agaisnt you sheets.

"...when did I agree to this even?"

"Yesterday"

"...when we where smoking?"

"Ya~"

"That doesn't count and you know that"

"You said that you'd say that-"

"Still doesn't count."

You promptly cut them off and moved to kick their feet off the bed, tried of having theor dirty shoes on your clean sheets.

"...can't get a word in with this one"

-Robotics-

Stanford Pines x (Any gender) Reader (With a Metal Arm)

♡-Plot- You met Ford in another dimension and lost your arm fighting alongside him, too. In the heat of it all, jumping from dimension to dimension, you make yourself a temporary replacement, and god, it was faulty. Breaking at any small twitch and move. But it worked, and that was all that mattered at the time.

But coming back to the human world, your arm didn't cut it anymore, and taking it off and fixing it or even remaking it yourself proved to be a struggle.

-SFW-

-Just shut up and let me help-

(Post RE 5) Albert Wesker x (Any Gender) Reader

♡-Plot- If somehow Wesker doesn't die after falling straight into a volcano and gets rescued by none other than the umbrella coopration.

Now half dead half alive getting treated by some docter? Scientists? Who just doesn't want to put up with his ego nor his attitude.

-SFW-

-Miserable looking christmas, but at least you're not alone-

Gregory House x (Any Gender) Reader x James Wilson

♡-Plot- Another christmas, another night you'd have to spend alone in your undecorated mess of an apartment.

Instead of the same depressing predicament you go through every year, this time, you decided to stay late at the hospital. Running up and down the halls double, triple checking up on patients. That's is until you bump into Dr House and Dr Wilson on their way out.

-SFW-

-Fun little suprise-

Gregory House x (Any Gender) Reader (With Hidden Piercings)

♡-Plot- Having to stay late to go over invitory isn't ideal. Especially since you've already had a long day, running around the clinic because some outbreak decided to drop one random tuesday.

You swore the only people who were still in the hospital where you, maybe 2 nurses, total? And dr house, who's been throwing a ball at the wall for the past hours. The wall that directly connects his office and where you currently sat.

-SFW-

-Gotta blow of the steam somehow-

Gregory House x (Any Gender) Reader

♡-Plot- You're a nurse at Princeton-Plainsboro Hospital, and somehow, by some divine intervention, every single patient you've been getting recently is either treating you like you didn't go to medical school for 5 years or like you're a literal walking piece of trash.

Worst part is as a nurse, you can't do much about it, besides find ways to let that anger out after work.

-SFW-

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Small note before I continue:

These following fanfics are written about the characters the wrestlers play,

They're all safe for work(sfw),

But if a wrestler (that is shown here) said that he's uncomfortable with fanfiction, please tell me, and I will take it off this list,

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-From partner to mentor-

Jeff Hardy x (Any Gender) Reader

♡-Plot- After an in-ring incident left you seriously injured, you ended up not being able to wrestle professionally for over 2 years. And 2 long years away from your passion made you realise you've grown quite rusty. And ring rust is no joke.

Wanting to get back into things, you seek help from an old tag team partner and a close friend, hoping he might be able to help you.

-SFW-

-You're not so bad after all-

Randy Orton x (Any Gender) Reader

♡-Plot- Jaguars and vipers are sworn enemies, similarly to you and Randy. Though, while enemies, you seem to have an awful lot of similarities.

For instance, a much worse, common enemy. John cena.

Facing off against cena in a tag team match and Randy's Tag team partner was put out of commission last minute, only person available? You.

-SFW-

-Homies-

Cody Rhodes x (Any Gender) Reader

♡-Plot- (maybe i got this idea from Triple H and Shawn Nicheal. Maybe i didn't. You will never know.)

It's a reflex for you. Any of your friends would say you've done it plenty of times. A small peck on the cheek is almost your signature. Your way of showing excitement. Celebrating even.

So maybe your friends group wasn't shocked when you kissed cody after scoring a win by his side. But everyone else definitely was.

-SFW- (idk maybe a little suggestive? How suggestive is kissing?)

(ngl this prompt fits m!reader more but oh well)

-Honey... Is that box dye?-

Adam Edge Copeland x (Any Gender) Reader

♡-Plot- It's the early 2000s, it's no surprise that a lot of WWE stars are dying their hair. Whether it's to stand out or it's for some kind of character development, the locker room was full of dyed heads. Most are done professionally by licensed professionals.

Though, from time to time, some wrestlers got impaction and opted to dye their hair themselves. And god it was showed...

-SFW-

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♥︎-If you do want me to write something from here, you could comment or request it the normal way,

♥︎-(Any Gender) could just be a Gender neutral reader or a Gender you request,

♥︎-Besides this, my requests aren't open yet,

♥︎-I will make a request rule list(I have no clue what they're called) soon, probably right before I open my requests,