Halloween 6/100
Title: Halloween
Prompt: #97
Author: alifeofourown
Pairing: Matt Flyzik/Alex Gaskarth (All Time Low)
Rating: General
Summary: "You lost a bet Gaskank. You know I can't get you out of this, so take it and put it on."
Warnings: Bets, Wigs and Prince Charming
Dedication: For lifeisafantasy2 because she's the one who got me into Flyskarth and for thepiano_knows because I promised her a distraction from English.
Beta: havah24601
Disclaimer: If I owned the people mentioned in here...damn, I wouldn't be writing about them.
Author Notes: Uh, yeah...I've subjected myself to this fun thing where I will write one-hundred oneshits involving All Time Low. This is going to be an interesting fall...
If you want a prompt dedicated to you, go to the main post which is located here and post a comment saying the prompt and a preferable pairing. You will get the dedication, but I cannot completely promise on the pairing, seeing as my brain likes to malfunction often.
Otherwise, enjoy!
“Fuck you! It’s not happening!” Jack merely laughed as he looked at Alex, holding out a pile of fabric to the singer. “No way in goddamn hell. You keep that damn thing away from me!” Behind Alex, Rian was laughing like crazy and Zack even had a smile on his face. “I’m not wearing that!”
“You lost the bet,” Jack said as he grinned. “You have to wear it. Come on Alex, put the damn thing on and get it over with. It’s Halloween for god sakes. No one’s going to give a shit about your ridiculous costume. Just put it on and smile because you earned it.” Alex huffed and even Zack was laughing now as he stepped past Alex to grab his costume. “Take it, Gaskank, and make yourself look all pretty. Tonight’s a special show.”
“It’s not fair,” Alex whined as he stamped his foot down. “You guys get to be all cool and shit and I’m stuck in that. Come on guys, it’s fucking pink!” This only made Jack laugh harder as he shoved the item at Alex, grinning widely. “Jack…you’re my best friend. Please don’t make me do this!”
“You lost a bet Gaskank. You know I can’t get you out of this, so take it and put it on. Zack has your wig.” Alex stared at the pink…thing in Jack’s hand and he hissed, staring at it. “Take it, Alex. Don’t make me strip you and put it on for you, because you know I’ll do it.” Alex hissed and he grabbed the fabric from Jack, letting out a loud huff in his friend’s face before he stormed into the back lounge to change into his costume while Jack, Rian and Zack got into their own.
He hated this, hated it so much. He couldn’t believe that Jack and Zack had managed to get him into this damn thing. It had just been a stupid bet about jumping over shit, and Alex swore he wouldn’t lose it. Probably Zack and Jack teamed up and decided they were going to fuck him over which is why he lost the bet. Stupid bets and stupid friends and stupid…just stupid. Alex huffed loudly as he stripped off the outfit he had originally planned on wearing for their Halloween show and pulled on the pink thing.
Fuck his life. Alex turned to the mirror and he hissed as he looked at himself. He hated this so much. He was wearing a fucking dress. Making a mental note to kill his friends at the end of the night, he looked over the lacy, gaudy, pink princess dress that they had managed to get him into. Fuck…
Alex ran his hands down the dress and he tried to resist the tiny smile that was threatening to appear on his face as his hands touched his body over the dress. He wasn’t going to lie, he felt beautiful right now. Something about his girly figure combined with the dress just made him happy, and he was starting to not regret losing that bet with Zack and Jack. This made him feel pretty.
The rapping on the door startled Alex out of his fascination with the mirror and he felt a tiny blush spread across his cheeks as he realized that he was admiring himself as a girl. “Shit,” he mumbled as he bit down on his lip and went over, opening the door.
“Well hello Princess,” Jack said with a grin on his face. “You look absolutely beautiful tonight.” Alex rolled his eyes and looked at Jack’s costume, chuckling as he looked at his friend in barely any clothing.
“Cupid, Jack?” Alex asked as he raised an eyebrow. “You really think you’d help anyone to fall in love?” Jack’s smile widened and he leaned forward and ruffled Alex’s hair. “Dude, don’t fuck with my hair! It has to be perfect for tonight!”
Jack chuckled. “What for? You’re wearing a wig remember? You’re Aurora from Sleeping Beauty, so no one’s going to see your hair.” Alex frowned and he watched as a Batman dressed Zack handed Cupid Jack the blonde, curly wig. “Come on Alex. Let me help you get this prettiness on and then it’ll be perfect. You’ll be the best Disney princess that anyone’s ever seen.” Alex rolled his eyes at Jack before he moved forward, allowing Jack to put the stupid blond wig onto his head, grimacing as he felt the fake hair cascade down over his shoulders.
“How in the world to women deal with hair like this? It’s ridiculously long and so annoying!” He flicked at one of the curls that had decided to land on his shoulder and sighed. “Nasty.”
“Hey,” Jack said as he stepped back to admire his work, smiling. “At least we didn’t make you put fake boobs on or something like that.” He laughed as Alex made a face at him, watching as the singer grumbled something underneath his breath before turning to face the mirror and stare at his reflection. “Oh baby Alex, you look absolutely adorable!”
Alex turned around and he glared at Jack, putting his hands on his hips. “You know, it’s a good thing I have a gender neutral name, because if you had given me a girl nickname for tonight, I would’ve murdered you on the spot.” Rian peeked around the corner, grinning as he wore a tank top and shorts. “What the hell are you supposed to be?”
“Uh…” Rian shrugged. “Rian Dawson?” Alex grumbled as he pressed his hands against the fake silk of the dress, feeling foolish in his current cross dressing attire while everyone else got to be someone cool, normal, or at least, of their choice. He wanted to rip the dress off and go out naked, because he figured that anything would be better than this, but at the same time, he loved the way that the dress felt on him, and to be honest, he’d be lying if he didn’t say that wearing the dress didn’t turn him on a tad.
“I hate you all,” Alex declared as his hands tightened on the fabric of the dress. “Let’s just…get the hell out there and see if I can still play a damn guitar in this dress.” Jack grinned and he looped his arm in Alex’s as he dragged the boy off of the bus, leading him to the stage where they were about to play. Alex rolled his eyes as he strapped on his guitar, finding it slightly easier in fact to be able to move his arms around in the dress than it had been when he was wearing a t-shirt. Maybe it was because the dress was so confining that it basically molded to his skin.
Jack nodded over to Alex and there went their cue to go on. Alex ran onto the stage, successfully keeping from tripping over because Jack had at least let him keep to sneakers rather than attempt to stand in high heels and risk the chance of falling off the stage. The crowd gasped, screamed and squealed at Alex’s costume, and he couldn’t help but grin as they began to play the opening of Weightless.
The first half of the set went pretty smoothly, and when it was time for Jack and Alex’s typical banter where they went crazy and did shit that drove the fans wild, Alex was thrown through a loop when Zack took over. “So tonight, we’ve got a sort of different plan for our usual insanity.” Alex looked over to Jack with a confused expression, trying to figure out what was going on, but Jack merely gave him a knowing smile and nodded before he grabbed his own microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen, dudes and dudettes, whores and whoresses, please give it up for our Sleeping Beauty.” He waved a hand over to Alex who was blinking a little. “Tonight, our local princess is going to participate in a little thing we have set up for him.” Alex stared at Jack, his confusion growing by the second as he waited for Jack to tell him what the hell was going on. “Aurora, darling, close your eyes.” He winked over at Alex, and the singer could tell that some sort of shit was going down. What it was though, he had no clue.
Alex closed his eyes slowly, mentally preparing himself for what could possibly come his way. “Ladies and gentlemen, dudes and dudettes, whores and whoresses, please give it up for our prince that will wake the Sleeping Beauty up with a kiss.” Alex’s ears perked up at this and he moved to protest. A kiss? What the fuck?
Before he could begin to protest though, a pair of lips were covering his own and without even opening his eyes, Alex began to kiss back, assuming it was Jack fucking with him or something, but when he opened his eyes, he let out a gasp of surprise and pulled back, finding himself face to face with none other than their manager, Matt Flyzik. “Wh-what the hell?” Alex asked in a voice soft enough so that neither the microphones nor the fans in the first row would pick up on it, although they were too busy being either fangirly or grossed out by it anyway.
“Hey Alex,” he said with a smile as he leaned forward and pecked the boy’s lips. “Good morning Sleeping Beauty.” He turned around and flashed a smile at the crowd before he headed offstage, leaving Alex with a bright red face and a stutter in his voice as they began the next song.
When they finished their set, Alex instantly dropped his guitar in the hands of the tech and stormed over to Flyzik, just noticing now that he was in the prince’s outfit from the Sleeping Beauty. “What the fuck was that stunt you guys did tonight?” Flyzik shrugged a little bit before he leaned back against one of the boxes, giving Alex a small smile. “What the fuck?!”
“You kissed back,” Matt said softly as he looked at Alex, grinning a little. “What am I supposed to get from that Gayskarth?” Alex rolled his eyes as he shoved Flyzik lightly, annoyed that he was being fucked with by their tour manager. “Does Sleeping Beauty like me?”
“You’re an asshole,” Alex grumbled before he shoved Flyzik again, pressing the man up against the box that he had been leaning against before he closed the gap that had separated the two men, capturing Flyzik in a passionate kiss. Within seconds, Matt had gotten over his shock and he had knocked the wig off of Alex’s head, tangling his hands in the boy’s hair as he kissed him back.
When Alex pulled away, he caught the instant smile on Flyzik’s face and he frowned. “You like me Alex, don’t you?” he asked. Alex huffed a little, looking away from Flyzik as his cheeks turned red, and that was all that Matt needed to grin and grab onto Alex’s chin, pulling the boy into a kiss.
Alex melted under Matt’s lips, and before he knew it, Flyzik had swept the boy up into his arms, now carrying Alex bridal style, which completely suited the dress that he was currently in. “Come on Princess,” Matt said into Alex’s ear once he had pulled away. “Let’s make this a night for you to remember.” Alex didn’t even have to say a word as he wrapped his arms around the Disney-lover’s neck, but he made a mental note to kill Jack, after tonight though. This was going to be a fun Halloween.
Prompt: #97
Author: alifeofourown
Pairing: Matt Flyzik/Alex Gaskarth (All Time Low)
Rating: General
Summary: "You lost a bet Gaskank. You know I can't get you out of this, so take it and put it on."
Warnings: Bets, Wigs and Prince Charming
Dedication: For lifeisafantasy2 because she's the one who got me into Flyskarth and for thepiano_knows because I promised her a distraction from English.
Beta: havah24601
Disclaimer: If I owned the people mentioned in here...damn, I wouldn't be writing about them.
Author Notes: Uh, yeah...I've subjected myself to this fun thing where I will write one-hundred oneshits involving All Time Low. This is going to be an interesting fall...
If you want a prompt dedicated to you, go to the main post which is located here and post a comment saying the prompt and a preferable pairing. You will get the dedication, but I cannot completely promise on the pairing, seeing as my brain likes to malfunction often.
Otherwise, enjoy!
“Fuck you! It’s not happening!” Jack merely laughed as he looked at Alex, holding out a pile of fabric to the singer. “No way in goddamn hell. You keep that damn thing away from me!” Behind Alex, Rian was laughing like crazy and Zack even had a smile on his face. “I’m not wearing that!”
“You lost the bet,” Jack said as he grinned. “You have to wear it. Come on Alex, put the damn thing on and get it over with. It’s Halloween for god sakes. No one’s going to give a shit about your ridiculous costume. Just put it on and smile because you earned it.” Alex huffed and even Zack was laughing now as he stepped past Alex to grab his costume. “Take it, Gaskank, and make yourself look all pretty. Tonight’s a special show.”
“It’s not fair,” Alex whined as he stamped his foot down. “You guys get to be all cool and shit and I’m stuck in that. Come on guys, it’s fucking pink!” This only made Jack laugh harder as he shoved the item at Alex, grinning widely. “Jack…you’re my best friend. Please don’t make me do this!”
“You lost a bet Gaskank. You know I can’t get you out of this, so take it and put it on. Zack has your wig.” Alex stared at the pink…thing in Jack’s hand and he hissed, staring at it. “Take it, Alex. Don’t make me strip you and put it on for you, because you know I’ll do it.” Alex hissed and he grabbed the fabric from Jack, letting out a loud huff in his friend’s face before he stormed into the back lounge to change into his costume while Jack, Rian and Zack got into their own.
He hated this, hated it so much. He couldn’t believe that Jack and Zack had managed to get him into this damn thing. It had just been a stupid bet about jumping over shit, and Alex swore he wouldn’t lose it. Probably Zack and Jack teamed up and decided they were going to fuck him over which is why he lost the bet. Stupid bets and stupid friends and stupid…just stupid. Alex huffed loudly as he stripped off the outfit he had originally planned on wearing for their Halloween show and pulled on the pink thing.
Fuck his life. Alex turned to the mirror and he hissed as he looked at himself. He hated this so much. He was wearing a fucking dress. Making a mental note to kill his friends at the end of the night, he looked over the lacy, gaudy, pink princess dress that they had managed to get him into. Fuck…
Alex ran his hands down the dress and he tried to resist the tiny smile that was threatening to appear on his face as his hands touched his body over the dress. He wasn’t going to lie, he felt beautiful right now. Something about his girly figure combined with the dress just made him happy, and he was starting to not regret losing that bet with Zack and Jack. This made him feel pretty.
The rapping on the door startled Alex out of his fascination with the mirror and he felt a tiny blush spread across his cheeks as he realized that he was admiring himself as a girl. “Shit,” he mumbled as he bit down on his lip and went over, opening the door.
“Well hello Princess,” Jack said with a grin on his face. “You look absolutely beautiful tonight.” Alex rolled his eyes and looked at Jack’s costume, chuckling as he looked at his friend in barely any clothing.
“Cupid, Jack?” Alex asked as he raised an eyebrow. “You really think you’d help anyone to fall in love?” Jack’s smile widened and he leaned forward and ruffled Alex’s hair. “Dude, don’t fuck with my hair! It has to be perfect for tonight!”
Jack chuckled. “What for? You’re wearing a wig remember? You’re Aurora from Sleeping Beauty, so no one’s going to see your hair.” Alex frowned and he watched as a Batman dressed Zack handed Cupid Jack the blonde, curly wig. “Come on Alex. Let me help you get this prettiness on and then it’ll be perfect. You’ll be the best Disney princess that anyone’s ever seen.” Alex rolled his eyes at Jack before he moved forward, allowing Jack to put the stupid blond wig onto his head, grimacing as he felt the fake hair cascade down over his shoulders.
“How in the world to women deal with hair like this? It’s ridiculously long and so annoying!” He flicked at one of the curls that had decided to land on his shoulder and sighed. “Nasty.”
“Hey,” Jack said as he stepped back to admire his work, smiling. “At least we didn’t make you put fake boobs on or something like that.” He laughed as Alex made a face at him, watching as the singer grumbled something underneath his breath before turning to face the mirror and stare at his reflection. “Oh baby Alex, you look absolutely adorable!”
Alex turned around and he glared at Jack, putting his hands on his hips. “You know, it’s a good thing I have a gender neutral name, because if you had given me a girl nickname for tonight, I would’ve murdered you on the spot.” Rian peeked around the corner, grinning as he wore a tank top and shorts. “What the hell are you supposed to be?”
“Uh…” Rian shrugged. “Rian Dawson?” Alex grumbled as he pressed his hands against the fake silk of the dress, feeling foolish in his current cross dressing attire while everyone else got to be someone cool, normal, or at least, of their choice. He wanted to rip the dress off and go out naked, because he figured that anything would be better than this, but at the same time, he loved the way that the dress felt on him, and to be honest, he’d be lying if he didn’t say that wearing the dress didn’t turn him on a tad.
“I hate you all,” Alex declared as his hands tightened on the fabric of the dress. “Let’s just…get the hell out there and see if I can still play a damn guitar in this dress.” Jack grinned and he looped his arm in Alex’s as he dragged the boy off of the bus, leading him to the stage where they were about to play. Alex rolled his eyes as he strapped on his guitar, finding it slightly easier in fact to be able to move his arms around in the dress than it had been when he was wearing a t-shirt. Maybe it was because the dress was so confining that it basically molded to his skin.
Jack nodded over to Alex and there went their cue to go on. Alex ran onto the stage, successfully keeping from tripping over because Jack had at least let him keep to sneakers rather than attempt to stand in high heels and risk the chance of falling off the stage. The crowd gasped, screamed and squealed at Alex’s costume, and he couldn’t help but grin as they began to play the opening of Weightless.
The first half of the set went pretty smoothly, and when it was time for Jack and Alex’s typical banter where they went crazy and did shit that drove the fans wild, Alex was thrown through a loop when Zack took over. “So tonight, we’ve got a sort of different plan for our usual insanity.” Alex looked over to Jack with a confused expression, trying to figure out what was going on, but Jack merely gave him a knowing smile and nodded before he grabbed his own microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen, dudes and dudettes, whores and whoresses, please give it up for our Sleeping Beauty.” He waved a hand over to Alex who was blinking a little. “Tonight, our local princess is going to participate in a little thing we have set up for him.” Alex stared at Jack, his confusion growing by the second as he waited for Jack to tell him what the hell was going on. “Aurora, darling, close your eyes.” He winked over at Alex, and the singer could tell that some sort of shit was going down. What it was though, he had no clue.
Alex closed his eyes slowly, mentally preparing himself for what could possibly come his way. “Ladies and gentlemen, dudes and dudettes, whores and whoresses, please give it up for our prince that will wake the Sleeping Beauty up with a kiss.” Alex’s ears perked up at this and he moved to protest. A kiss? What the fuck?
Before he could begin to protest though, a pair of lips were covering his own and without even opening his eyes, Alex began to kiss back, assuming it was Jack fucking with him or something, but when he opened his eyes, he let out a gasp of surprise and pulled back, finding himself face to face with none other than their manager, Matt Flyzik. “Wh-what the hell?” Alex asked in a voice soft enough so that neither the microphones nor the fans in the first row would pick up on it, although they were too busy being either fangirly or grossed out by it anyway.
“Hey Alex,” he said with a smile as he leaned forward and pecked the boy’s lips. “Good morning Sleeping Beauty.” He turned around and flashed a smile at the crowd before he headed offstage, leaving Alex with a bright red face and a stutter in his voice as they began the next song.
When they finished their set, Alex instantly dropped his guitar in the hands of the tech and stormed over to Flyzik, just noticing now that he was in the prince’s outfit from the Sleeping Beauty. “What the fuck was that stunt you guys did tonight?” Flyzik shrugged a little bit before he leaned back against one of the boxes, giving Alex a small smile. “What the fuck?!”
“You kissed back,” Matt said softly as he looked at Alex, grinning a little. “What am I supposed to get from that Gayskarth?” Alex rolled his eyes as he shoved Flyzik lightly, annoyed that he was being fucked with by their tour manager. “Does Sleeping Beauty like me?”
“You’re an asshole,” Alex grumbled before he shoved Flyzik again, pressing the man up against the box that he had been leaning against before he closed the gap that had separated the two men, capturing Flyzik in a passionate kiss. Within seconds, Matt had gotten over his shock and he had knocked the wig off of Alex’s head, tangling his hands in the boy’s hair as he kissed him back.
When Alex pulled away, he caught the instant smile on Flyzik’s face and he frowned. “You like me Alex, don’t you?” he asked. Alex huffed a little, looking away from Flyzik as his cheeks turned red, and that was all that Matt needed to grin and grab onto Alex’s chin, pulling the boy into a kiss.
Alex melted under Matt’s lips, and before he knew it, Flyzik had swept the boy up into his arms, now carrying Alex bridal style, which completely suited the dress that he was currently in. “Come on Princess,” Matt said into Alex’s ear once he had pulled away. “Let’s make this a night for you to remember.” Alex didn’t even have to say a word as he wrapped his arms around the Disney-lover’s neck, but he made a mental note to kill Jack, after tonight though. This was going to be a fun Halloween.