#halloween decoration theme is gonna be haunted circus

[bittermarching]

So, I had a clown mobile as a baby and I've loved them ever since, so I have bits of clown-themed decor around the house. I have, like, whatever the opposite of coulrophobia is. I just think they're neat. Very lucky my wife doesn't mind.

[mushiewrites]

Trick or Treat

Day 18 of the Tickletober prompts from this post! This one was fun, I kind of connected the haunted house theme from the previous halloween ficlet to this one, so I hope it makes sense! Thank you @kasey-writes-stuff for your patients with all of these! Also, it's George's birthday today, and he deserves all the tickles anyway 🥰

Day 18: Chase

(lee!George / ler!Sapnap : 900 words)

“When Sapnap said he wanted to decorate, I didn’t think he’d build a fucking haunted house in the backyard.” Dream whined from beside George, pulling his hoodie strings tight to block out the cold October wind. The brunette let out a chuckle from beside him as they made their way towards the makeshift how Dream had commissioned someone to build for them. What he didn’t expect was for Sapnap to insist both the older boys make their way through it, knowing damn well that Dream was a scaredy cat.

George began climbing the two steps that lead them onto the small wooden porch, an actor sitting menacingly on a rocking chair with a creepy doll, just watching them. He let out a cackle as the woman screamed, causing Dream to almost fall backwards off the wooden steps. George grabbed his arm and pulled them quickly into the first room of the haunted house.

“George…do we really have to?” he heard the blonde quietly mumble from behind him, feeling the taller boy gripping onto the back of his sweatshirt like his life depended on it. The elder rolled his eyes with a giggle, reaching back to hold Dream’s free hand to provide him with more comfort. 

“It’ll be okay, Dream, don’t worry about it.” He turned his focus back to the hallway that stood before them, looking around the entry room they were currently in. George took notice of how dark it was, and how many props were scattered across the floor and walls. There were tables everywhere, almost looking as if it were a hospital room. There were two actors in the corner of the room making weird gurgling noises dressed as nurses, staring blankly at the two. George felt Dream push on his back when the nurses started to step forward, and he complied with a squeaky giggle as they rushed into the hallway. 

Dream hastily pushed George through each room, each time quicker than the last. They had visited a haunted ghost room, a butcher’s kitchen, and finally they were onto the last room - the clown room. They had weaved through the circus themed room, Dream sprinting ahead while shrieking when a clown holding a chainsaw came out from a jack-in-the-box prop. George doubled over in laughter as he watched Dream continue to run until he pushed through the exit doors to safety. He finally caught his breath and stood up to join him but was suddenly tripped by something gripping his ankle, making him fall forward onto the ground with a hard ‘thud’. 

“Wha-” George started as he went to turn over onto his back to see what had happened, but was cut off with his own squeals as he felt thumbs digging into the backs of his ribs. “Whahat the hehehell!” 

“Oops! Sorry George, thought you were Dream,” the squirming boy heard a very familiar voice from above him, calming him down slightly. “I was gonna try and scare the shit out of him, but it looks like chainsaw over there already did the job.”

“Ohohokay Sapnap, but whihihy are you stihihill ti-tihihickling me then?!” George whined out, beginning to kick the toes of his shoes against the wooden floors. He tried to reach around to grab at the younger boy’s hands, but this only allowed Sapnap to move his hands up, burying them under his arms. George shrieked at that, beginning to thrash from side to side as the fingers made their way towards the deepest part of his underarms, scratching in the hollows with as many fingers as Sapnap could. 

“Well I’m the tickle monster, silly! It’s halloween! I need to get my fill. You got the trick, now I get my treat.” Sapnap let out an evil laugh, digging his hands in even harder before moving them to squeeze up and down his ribs. He continued to laugh as the older boy squirmed more under him, letting out a cackle every time George bucked up hard enough for him to almost lose his balance.

“Nohoho plehehease! Plehehease don’t!” George was nearing hysterics, feeling Sapnap’s fingers vibrating between each and every rib, not missing a single bone on his way down to his sides. He felt Sapnap begin to knead into them, causing another round of squealing laughter to pour out of him as he continued to kick and slam his fists against the ground. 

“I wish I could Georgie! But I can’t, the tickle monster is hungry and he needs to eat,” Sapnap sat up briefly so he could turn George over onto his back. Before George could stop it, his shirt was yanked up to his chest, causing his skin to immediately turn pink as he blushed. “And you know what the best part is?” 

“...Whahat?” George tried to swallow his nervous laughter, but it was no use. The grin on Sapnap’s face set a million butterflies free in his stomach, making him continue to squirm against his own will.

“It’s a haunted house, George! So no matter how much you beg or scream, no one will bat an eye! They’ll think it’s all part of the party.” The brunette went to protest, eyes growing bigger as he realized Sapnap was right, but he was unable to argue as a scream erupted from his throat. He felt raspberry after raspberry against his stomach, followed up by horrendously ticklish nibbles. George swore he was going to die here in this haunted house; they’d probably use him as a halloween prop.

[draculcid]

How cursed do you want your asks to be?

Steve as a child just obsessed with clowns. Not in the horror fascination way, not in the "I'm scared of clowns" way, he just. Really likes clowns? Thinks they're funky. So when he was a kid he'd CONSTANTLY be dressing as a clown, begging his mum to put the face paint on him, otherwise it wasn't complete!

Obsessed with clowns in the weird rich kid way, with clown pictures hanging in his room, circus themed decor, multiple clown fancy dress outfits, a.... Clownsona.... If you will....

His parents (more his mum) thought it was abosutely adorable her son had this weird fascination, made him special. She's forever bringing out the photo albums of him as a child whenever she sees one of Steve's friends for like, the second time, because that's the ideal time for the childhood pictures of course. Steve cringes now at what a weird kid he was, desperately trying to forget the weird things he did in the name of clowns. (but he still secretly likes clowns, but now pretends he thinks they're awesome horror movie villains or something)

Anyways is that wholesome or cursed? I certainly don't know

mhm mhm. on his fourth birthday, he has one of those party clowns, making balloon animals, doing magic tricks, wearing funky clothes. and thats when the obsession starts.

he starts dressing up as a clown every year for halloween, cute little polka-dot pants, big shoes, face paint, wig, and the red nose. and when being a ‘cute’ clown stopped being cool, he’d started dressing as the scary ones. darker outfits, but just as funky.

his mom thought it was cute, and constantly got him those little vintage clown post-cards whenever she was away from home. and with the bunch of pictures she took of steve as a clown, she had a whole photo album by the time he was 19. he was basically a clown every year for halloween. (but he wore clown outfits regardless if it was halloween or not as a child sometimes)

he buries that part of his childhood deep though. yeah, he still likes clowns, but he won’t let anyone know. absolutely not. but then he and billy become friends, maybe something more, and billy’s at his house. his mom pulls out the treasured photo album and she makes billy sit down and they go through each and every one of the pictures.

steve just turns red- he’s ready to die right then and there.

billy’s laughing, his mom is obsessing over the pictures that she’s seen a million times already, “this ones pretty funny, little man would walk around in that wig for days!”

(cue steve screaming into a pillow while billy just laughs at him)

“oh! he had clown underwear too! I would show you a picture but-“

“no thanks mom!” steve interrupts tugging billy into his room and away from her, “I’m pretty sure billy doesn’t want to see that.”

“dude, I wanted to see,” billy says with a smirk that would haunt steve’s dreams for years to come.

“fuck you.”

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im gonna turn this soft (but still slightly cursed) for a second. imagine,,,, billy starts sending steve clown post cards all the way from california because he knows steve secretly likes clowns. and steve keeps each and every one of them.

but also im cackling at the thought of billy giving steve something like this or this bjssjshgduwgi

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anyway. back to cursed.

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steve: i loved clowns as a kid

billy the next day:

no but seriously. billy is the biggest clown and steve will fall for him.

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im sorry- send me cursed asks

[theinkquiry]

Avengers Halloween Headcanons

Pairings: Avengers X Reader

Prompt: Headcanons about what spending Halloween with different Avengers is like.

A/N: May or may not be influenced by my own Halloween hijinks

Steve

Loves loves loves to be domestic AF for the spooky season

Makes sure to deck out his apartment and front door with stickers and pumpkins and lil' ghosts

Nothing too scary, of course

That would frighten the small kids

Taking pumpkin picking way too seriously

Spending a few hours trying to find the one just right

Settling on a small, plump, bright orange pumpkin with a little stubby stem

Steve lives for handing out Halloween candy

"Y/N, if you eat them all we won't have any left to give out!"

"I told you to buy the bulk pack at Costco!" 

Fawning over pets in costumes

Seeing Steve get really flattered at any kid dressed up as Captain America

Sometimes he tears up when the kids really do wanna be like Captain America

Kissing his cheek afterward because you're so proud of him

Trying really hard to be That House on the block

Having to run out and get more candy halfway through the night

"You can't keep throwing out handfuls like we're on Oprah, Steve."

"But look at how happy it makes the kids!"

Ending the night cuddled on the sofa watching an old horror movie

Tony

You two live for Halloween parties

Planning a month in advance 

Games, costumes, music, all of it top quality and very well thought out

Having over-the-top couples costume each year

"Are you adding actual lasers to the costume?"

"How else are we going to stay in character?"

So. Much. Candy

It being very likely that you'll start November with ten cavities

Fog machines no matter what the venue is

Leaving little 'surprise' pranks for Tony leading up to the party

"Would you like to explain how our cereal got replaced with a thousand rubber spiders?"

"The real question is how I even managed to get the cereal out."

"You ate it all, didn't you."

Memorizing the entire choreography to 'Thriller'

Watching a horror movie almost every night

Planning for next Halloween immediately after the last

"Put your stupid cornucopia away, Steve! We're keeping the pumpkins up for another week!"

Bucky

Bucky at first not really being into the holiday

"What're you gonna be this year, Buck?"

"Oh, I don't know I'm not really into Halloween"

"whAT"

It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown playing 24/7

Seriously considering adopting a black cat

Halloween/Autumn scented candles everywhere

Reading lots of classic horror novels out loud to Bucky

He doesn't mind since he always cuddles up to you while you read

Bucky is lowkey highkey a fan of Pumpkin Spice Lattes

It reminds him of you sometimes because you're both so sweet around Autumn

He thinks you're sweet all the time but the metaphor has to work somehow!

Getting more into it once he realizes that you love Halloween

Also because he wants to spend more time with you

Baking so many themed-treats

He agrees to taste test all of them because he likes the way your face lights up when you finally get a recipe right

Decorating with mini-pumpkins and lots of banners

The place smelling like pumpkins and candy corn well into November

Peter

Definitely going trick-or-treating

"Aren't you a little too old to be out here?"

"Aren't you a little too old to be crushing dreams?"

Mapping out a route to hit all the good houses

Collectively hating on the terrible candy out there

"Candy corn is the worst."

"Not as bad as stupid circus peanuts."

Going to a few haunted houses

Peter tries to pull the "I'm Spiderman" act to protect you

Him being way more scared of the haunted houses than you are

Trying to convince him to dress up as Spiderman

Seriously considering dressing up as other Avengers

"Don't worry, Peter. You can have Thor."

Tony dropping by to give Peter a lot of Halloween candy on the 31st

Finishing the entire thing by the end of the night

Being adorable dorks in costumes

Avoiding all the other Halloween parties thrown by kids from school

"Jokes on them. We get free candy!"

Ned and MJ teasing you two about your Halloween excitement

Saying 'spoopy' a lot

'Spooky Scary Skeletons- Dance Remix'