A/n
Hey everyone.
As it is Hallowe'en, I thought that I'd do a special crossover. I haven't done one before so I'm excited to do so!
I hope that you like it!
It's rather long but I hope that you don't mind.
-hope
<Also there are loads of celebrity cameos, enjoy (:>
(Also I didn't know Beck's kid's name so I called them Marcie)
(And this includes a lot of drug references)
(October 2016)
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You applied the rest of your makeup quickly but with precise care. You were excited to see your friends and show off your costume at your annual Hallowe'en party. This was the best yet and you owed it all to your job of being a make up artist on horror films.

Your wig was already on so you went to your wardrobe and got changed into your costume. Once it was on and looked how it was supposed to, you checked yourself once more in the mirror and grinned at your work. "It's showtime", you shook your hands dramatically as there was a knock at the door.

You slid on your shoes and yanked the door open sharply (it had a tendency to get stuck) and smiled as saw who it was, your step sister Leigh Anne and her friends. They were all dressed as the witches from AHS: Coven. They looked great.

"Heya y/n!" They all shouted and hugged you. "Your costume is great!"
"Thanks! So are yours!" You smiled brightly and welcomed them into your house. You only had to wait another ten minutes until the next band of guests turned up.

When you opened the door they all complimented you on your costume. Brendon, Dallon, Spencer, Andy, Patrick, Pete, Joe, Tyler and Josh were all in an array of costumes. They came in and got started on the music and booze, the party had begun.

Later on, Melanie and Ashley arrived with Matty and Troye. Then Gerard, Mikey, Frank and Ray showed up. After about an hour, the house was buzzing with people.

Someone had bought a karaoke machine with them and currently Brendon was singing this is Hallowe'en at the top of his lungs, probably drunk and most likely stoned. It was so loud that you almost didn't hear the doorbell ringing.

You swam through the sea of bodies and opened the door to see your old collage pal, Bucky Barnes. He looked amazing; his long, dark hair flew in the bitter breeze. He had made his prosthetic arm look like the Winter Soldier's and he looked like an all round badass.

His eyes crinkled as he grinned and he removed the mask from his face to speak to you.

"Hello there, what are you supposed to be?" He laughed as he hugged you. "I'm Beetlejuice, you dumbass. I'm guessing that you're the Winter Soldier. Oh yeah, come in, you look like you're freezing." You pulled Bucky into the warmth and shut the door behind you. He rubbed some feeling into his long legs. "How's Russia?" You asked over the noise.

"It was great, I'm happy to be back though. I split up with Natasha while I was there as well, turned out that she was sleeping with Clint." His voice wavered a little and you embraced him again. "I'm sorry to hear that, how you feeling?" You petted his hair and stood on the first step of your stairs so you could kiss the top of his head. "I'm okay, it wasn't meant to be, I guess. Anyway, I like someone else."

Just as you went to reply, the door rang again. You told Bucky to get something to eat in the kitchen and you'd follow him after greeting the guest.

As he walked off, you once again opened the door, it was dark now but the porch light illuminated the face of who you recognised to be Jefferson Hatter.

"Holy shit, Jeff! I haven't seen you for ages!" He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. Thick sideburns peeked out from his curly, floppy hair and his outfit was an array of clashing colours and patterns and a patchwork hat sat in the crook of his elbow.

Once you brought Jefferson into your home, he shook the few drops of rain from him and looked properly at your costume. He looked a little puzzled. "I'm Beetlejuice", you clarified and he nodded. "I didn't realise it was you y/n, until you spoke." He chuckled. "How's Grace?" You inquired. He pulled out his phone and showed you a picture of her dressed as a vampire. "Awww she's so adorable. I haven't seen her in ages." You cooed. "She misses you. Oh I need to ask you something." He shook his head as though trying to remember what was at the back of his mind. "Yeah Jefferson?"
"Will you-"

He was cut off my a loud banging at the door.

"I'm so sorry Jeff, I gotta get this. Why don't you go into the lounge and listen to Matty's drunk singing . I'll only be a minute". You smiled hastily and watched as he left.

Again, you opened the door and was met by a very nervous Chris Beck. He stared you as though he were trying to figure out who you were. "Hey Becky!" He smiled when he realised that it was you. "I've missed you dude!" He followed you into the party and stood while you sat on the stairs. "I've missed you too!" Chris smiled. He was dressed in a realistic astronaut's suit, although it was probably a lot lighter than the real things.

"How've you been?" You asked your old college friend. "I've been good but tired. The hospital has been so busy this week, there was a training exercise and loads of newbie soldiers got themselves hurt." He rolled his eyes. "Y/n, I need to tell you something". Just as you were about to say something else, the doorbell rang again.

"Look Chris I gotta get the door, erm I'll be a minute." You excused yourself. "Oh where's your toilet?" Chris called. "Upstairs, second room on the left." He shouted back a thanks as he ran up the stairs.

Outside the door stood Sebastian Stan. "Jesus Christ, Sebastian!" You leapt and hugged him. "Woah nice Beetlejuice costume!" He smiled and patted your wig. "Come in."

"Who are you supposed to be, Sebby?" You looked him up and down. His hair was slicked back and he wore a vintage looking suit. "Frank Sinatra, obviously." He rolled his eyes and sighed.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Bucky in the kitchen and you remembered that you needed to talk to him. "Seb, I need to speak to Bucky about something but I'll be right back. Go and find Brendon, he loves Sinatra and he'll probably want to kiss you." You both laughed. "Sure, but I need to speak to you later about something. Meet me at midnight in your garden." You nervously nodded and left to go into the kitchen.

Bucky was drinking some whiskey when you tapped him on the shoulder. He spun around quickly and smiled. "Hi, Y/n."
"Hey Buck, I wanted to finish our conversation."

He swallowed anxiously and nodded. You rubbed his arm and smiled.

"So who is this lucky person? Do I know them?" You questioned eagerly. He looked down and the floor and nodded. He rubbed his neck and ran his metal arm through his hair. "You should know them, seeing as its you."

If you had been drinking, you would have spat it out in shock. "Pardon, Bucky?" You blinked.

"I like you Y/n, a lot actually. I was wondering if you'd go on a date with me." He said hopefully and quietly. You didn't know what to say. You both stood in awkward silence before you managed to speak up. "Sorry Bucky, I'm just a bit shocked. I actually think I'm going to be sick, must of eaten something bad earlier- that goddamn omelette no doubt- I'll be right back." You clutched your mouth and ran upstairs towards the toilet.

You flung open the bathroom door and started heaving into the toilet. The smell of marijuana in the room threatened to choke you. "Damn, someone drank too much." A voice from the bath dopily laughed. Between breaths you managed to shout, "fuck off with your bong, Pete".
"Yeah fuck off Pete". Another voice entered the room.

The tattooed guitarist put his hands up in surrender and left the room. The new person stood behind you and rubbed little circles on your back while holding your wig back. "Shhh it's okay." They said. You turned your head to see Chris softly smiling at you. You moved away from the toilet bowl after flushing it and proceeded to get in the bathtub and lay down. Chris chuckled before taking off his costume, revealing a simple outfit of black leggings and a black NASA tank top. He climbed into the tub and sat at the opposite end from you. Your legs intertwined and you smiled at him.

"I must look and smell so beautiful, Becky". You laughed tiredly. He shook his head and sympathetically smiled. "No matter what you look and smell like, you'll always be beautiful to me." You blushed and looked away. He took one of your hands in his and turned your face towards his with his free hand. "Y/n, I like you so much, will you go on date with me?" Your eyes widened.

"What...what about Beth and Marcie?" You asked. You didn't like Beth that much but you still wouldn't date her fiancé.

"Beth and I broke up. It wasn't either of our faults, we just fell out of love with each other. Also you know that Marcie loves you." He answered.

You tried to think but all you could think about what the soul taste of vomit in your mouth. "I'm really sorry, Chris, I can't think straight. I'm gonna get something to get rid of the taste in my mouth but I'll be back." He nodded and helped you climb out of the bathtub. When you opened the door and stepped out onto the landing, you took a deep breath.

You made your way towards the stairs but was knocked over by a drunken Melanie. "Sorry". She slurred and held onto Ashley, whom was walking up the stairs. "Ash, can you take me to bed." Ashley looked at you for permission, you nodded. "Sure, Mel. C'mon."

Once they walked off, you heard the deep laughter of Jefferson. You poked your head into the room where he sat on the bed with a very high looking Brendon, Adam, Pete, Josh and Dallon. The boys didn't seem to notice as you entered the room to watch them.

"Yanno, Josh, here, is my best friend." Dallon giggled while Brendon scowled. "Cool dudes club eh?" Josh yelled and the two high fived. "I thought you were my best friend, Dal." Brendon muttered sulkily. "You can be my best friend, Urie," Pete slung his arm over the singer's shoulder. "And you can be my best friend, Hatter," Adam said to Jefferson. "Actually, Levine, Jefferson is my best friend." You interrupted and they all turned to you.

Jefferson leapt of the bed and hugged you before you pulling you out of the room. The boys all 'oooooooo'ed and whistled. "Why'd you do that Jeff?" You asked. The hatter wrinkled his nose and made a disgusted noise. "Woah, you breath smells really bad, like a jabberwock's fart." He giggled and you rolled your eyes. "Are you baked?" You arched an eyebrow. He continued to giggle, "like a cake."

You realised that you were in the bedroom where Melanie had been taken to sleep. She softly snored as you sat with Jefferson on the floor with your backs against the wall. He lent his fluffy head on your shoulder, his breaths were light like a butterfly while his heartbeat fluttered like a hummingbird's wings.

"I wish that you were my girlfriend, y/n. I know that my Grace would love that. I've been meaning to tell you for ages but every time I was too cowardly. I had a fling with Emma but it didn't last because she was shit at making hats and she wanted to be with the pirate dude." He muttered away, seemingly to himself. Your mouth dropped open at his confession. It all seemed too much and the vile taste was still festering in your mouth. "Jeff, I need to get a drink, I'll be back soon." You slid away from him and exited the room before finally climbing down the stairs.

The drinks were in the kitchen but so was Bucky, you couldn't face him yet, so you snuck into the lounge and stole Leigh Anne's and Jesy's bottles of Heineken. As you passed Frank, you asked what time it was. He told you it was five-past-midnight. Shit, you thought, I have to meet Sebastian.

To avoid going past Bucky in the kitchen, you quickly chugged the two half full bottles of beer, climbed out of the lounge window and sprinted through your dodgey looking alley, before climbing over your garden fence.

Sebastian lay on his jacket on the grass, watching the stars and thin cotton clouds. He mustn't have sensed your presence as he didn't turn to look at you and just continued to look at the night's crisp sky. The moonlight set his eyes alight and paled his usually tanned skin.

"I thought that you weren't going to show up." He whispered as you lay beside him. He sat up and picked you up and placed you in his lap so you weren't on the dewy grass. His warm arms wrapped around you to help you keep warm. "Sorry, I was held up." You apologised and leant against his chest. "It's alright, how's your night been?" He placed his chin on top of your green-wigged head. "It's been okay, I threw up though and got asked out three times". You confessed. "I'm sorry that you were sick, and really? I guess that that makes me the forth time." He mumbled into your hair.

"Hmmmm?" You looked up at him in confusion. "I miss you Y/n, come with me when I go back to New York. Please, I really like you." You stood up from Sebastian's lap and messed with your ripped suit jacket.

"I... i... I need to go for a moment. I'll be back though... Leigh Anne said she needed to speak to me, sister stuff." You didn't look to see Sebastian's reaction as you climbed back over the garden fence and clambered back into the lounge. As you reentered your own home, you fell onto Tyler- just the man you needed right then.

"Oh heya Y/n, great party by the way. Why- may I ask- the hell are you climbing through your lounge window after climbing a goddamn fence?" He said bemused. "Mind your cussing, young man. And it's a long story." You bopped his nose. "I actually have to ask you something." You awkwardly said. Tyler waited for the question.

"How did you know that you wanted to be with Josh?"

He looked taken aback but he responded. "I guess that I kinda thought what would my life be without him? And I realised that I wouldn't like that life. The only future I could see was with Josh. And when I thought about other people, I'd think am i able to leave Josh for someone else? And my answer was always No. I can't and don't want to leave him, he is my everything. I guess that's how I know that he's the one."

You nodded, "thanks Ty." He smiled and quickly hugged you. "Whoever the lucky person is, I hope that you are happy with them, Y/n."

When he left you to find Josh, you thought, which one do I say yes to?
And after you thought about what Tyler had said, you knew.

Ending 1 - Sebastian

"I want Seb". You muttered to yourself and swam through the drunken ocean of sweaty bodies to reach the window with you proceeded to climb out of, once again. A few minutes later, you were in the garden again. The scene almost mirrored the one you had just left, only ten minutes previously, however Sebastian was now standing up. He seemed to have a cigarette between his long fingers but stubbed it out as soon as he saw you.

He smiled at you, flashing is pearly teeth. "Miss me already, eh?" He chuckled. You strode up to him and balled his suit jacket within your fists. "Shut up". You panted and pressed your lips onto his.

He was still for little over a moment before returning the kiss with as much passion. Your hands wove into his hair and pulled him closer towards you, your bodies were now only millimetres apart.

After an eternity Sebastian pulled away. "I'm taking that as a yes. Yanno you could have just said that. Not that I'm complaining."

"Where is the fun in that?" You chuckled and placed your lips back onto his.

Ending 2 - Bucky

"Where's Bucky?" You looked around the crowded lounge trying to find the metal armed man. You clambered over your sofa and the couples dry humping and managed to enter the hallway. You continued into the kitchen, where you had last seen him.

He was in the corner of the room, sitting on the countertop next to the fridge. A couple of empty bottles of cheap beer stood beside him but you knew that he wouldn't be drunk, he seemed to have an immunity to the effects of alcohol, an ability you both envied and pitied.

He was on his phone, most likely texting Steve or Sam, but looked up when you sat next to him. The kitchen was rather empty compared with the hustle and bustle of the lounge and upstairs. You placed your head on his broad right shoulder and deeply breathed in his unique scent of fresh rain on autumn leaves and silver.

"Are you still feeling sick?" He stroked your hair. "A little but not too bad, I'm sorry that I ran off like that." You sighed. You could hear his steady heartbeat pounding through his chest that matched the tempo of the deafening bass of the roaring music. "It's okay."

"I thought about what you said, and I'd absolutely love to go on a date with you, James." You mumbled into his neck, your lips slightly brushing his skin. He slowly leaned away from your soft touch and and caressed your cheek with the pad of his flesh thumb. "Really?" He smiled. You nodded.

He tipped your chin up slightly and looked at you for consent. You smiled in answer and welcomed the long awaited feel of his soft lips against your own.

His lips were a little chapped and rough yet they were warm and inviting. He placed his hand on your waist and brought you closer towards him. You melted into his touch and allowed yourself to feel truly happy.

Ending 3 - Jefferson

"Goddamn it, Jefferson Hatter." You shook your head and made your way upstairs. You hoped that he wasn't as stoned as he had been earlier in the night.

"Hey, Jesy. Have you seen Jefferson?" You asked the dark haired girl. She pointed you in the direction of the balcony. You thanked her and walked off to find him.

When you walked out onto the small balcony, you saw Jefferson leaning against the railing and looking over the gardens behind your street of houses. Freshly trimmed lawns and gazebos lay next to desolate wastelands of junk and brambles with only a thin wooden fence to separate the two worlds.

The Patchwork hat battled against the cold October wind to cling onto the Hatter's head and his curls danced. The cold sent waves of goosebumps across your exposed skin. You trod closer to Jefferson me laid your head on his shoulder. The marijuana smoke that had clung him earlier on in the night had dissipated and now only the smell of cigarette ash and woodsmoke lingered.

"Heya Jefferson." You whispered into his ear. He turned around and automatically removed his jacket and put it over your shivering shoulders. You slid your arms into it and revelled in its warmth.

"I'm sorry if I said anything weird earlier, some guys called Pete and Brendon gave me a weird brownie." He looked ashamed at the floor. You laughed softly and lifted his chin with your index finger.

"It's okay, I was surprised at what you said though." You coyly smiled, a smile which he returned. "And what did I say?" His breath was hot against your face as you leant closer towards him.

"You said that you liked me and asked me to be your girlfriend?"

"And what was your answer?" You could feel Jefferson's heart speed up under the hand you had placed on his chest.

"I've come to tell you know. Will this be sufficient as an answer?" You pushed your lips against his and hooked your arm around the back of his neck. He quickly, and without hesitation, kissed back firmly and, with the hand that wasn't snaked across your back, he placed his hat on your head.

"I think that that'll do, I may need another to be sure what you mean though".

Ending 4 - Chris

"Where's Chris?" You asked the closest person next to you- which happened to be Vic. "Which Chris?" The Mexican replied. "Chris Beck, he's dressed as an astronaut." Vic tapped his chin and replied that he had seen Chris in the bathtub asleep only a few moments before. You thanked him and rushed upstairs, taking the stairs two at a time.

The bathroom door was unlocked so you entered. A random guy- whom you later found out was Kellin- was passed out on the floor with dicks drew on his face with black sharpie. You stifled a laugh and climbed into the tub where Chris lay softly snoring.

His sweat dampened brunette hair stuck to his forehead and a little wisp fell up and down with each inhalation and exhalation. You playfully poked his cheek to try and break his slumber.

He woke with a soft and adorable yawn and clumsily rubbed his eyes. His lips parted into a smile when he saw you sitting in his lap, running your fingers through his hair.

"Hello there sleepy head," you giggled. His smile grew wider. "How are you feeling?" He meant regarding to your sudden departure. "I'm okay, I'm sorry that I took so long. I got pulled into loads of conversations and I had to speak to Tyler about something."

His eyebrows shot up. "What did you have to speak to him about?"

"Nosey aren't you?" You teased, "I was asking him how he knew that Josh was the guy he wanted to be with."

"And how did he know?"

"He realised that the thought of his future without him was grey and dismal and he knew that no other person could make him feel the way Josh does." You took his and in yours and ran your fingers over the lines on his palm.

"And it made me realise that that's how I think about you. I really like you Chris and I can't imagine being without you."

The distance between your two bodies decreased rapidly and you quickly found yourself intertwined with the doctor. His lips tasted of mint chocolate and cheap vodka but you didn't care. All you wanted was him and as you began to take your waistcoat and button up shirt, you heard the forgotten occupant of the bathroom slur to himself,

"Why the fuck is an astronaut hooking up with Beetlejuice?"

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A/n
Woah there you go, nearly 4000 words.
Holy crap.
Well this imagine took about three days to write and I actually finished it at 01:15 on Friday morning but I thought that I'd keep it until Hallowe'en.
I hope that you enjoyed it and that you got all the cameos.

Stay Alive
-Høpe

(Also I've recently published a new imagines book for bands and singers and stuff. I'd really appreciate it if you checked it out and maybe requested 😀 )