#if i'd grown up playing this it would have shaped me as much as mass effect has

[slippery-minghus]

the end of halo reach made me sad 😿 rip in pieces noble six. rip in fucking pieces

[jpat82]

Happy Duck-O-Ween

   Candies apples sat on the counter, popcorn balls perfectly placed, the house smelled of fall goodies and decorations adorned the walls. Sherbert's tank had childish window clings of ghost and ghouls placed cutely on the corners. He would swim quickly up to one, soft orange gills flaring out at his would be intruder before he would decided the harmless decoration wasn't a threat and swim off just to see another one.

   Mickey's mouse house had a tiny pumpkin slightly chewed up gently resting on his bedding. Little wooden skeletons, with bite marks through them randomly placed. You reached in to swap out the chewed mini pumpkin with another. You took the 'carved' groud and placed it on the mantle with the other three, next to the ceramic Loki pumpkin. Everyone in the Hiddleston household had a bit Halloween to them.

    You crossed back to the kitchen, stirring the apple cider you had made in the crock pot waiting for your husbands return. He had went with Luke to go look over some final paperwork, and you were just putting the finishing touches to the house before you took your sweet duck out for his night of mischief and mayhem. His costume was hung on the wall, next to yours and Tom's.

Wade wandered into the kitchen, two feathers floating off his body as he entered. Slowly he nestled down in the kitchen towel, watching as you made more tasty treats for the party after your evening of trick or treating with you avian companion. You smiled to yourself and hummed as you dipped apples into caramel, coating them lightly it ghost sprinkles afterward. Setting them next to the purple and orange candies apples you had dipped.

"Darling." Tom called out as you heard the front door close, Wade springing from his spot, little webbed feet slapping on the floor as he took off.

"In the kitchen." You replied, continuing your work, dripping the next in orange pumpkin shaped sprinkles.

Tom emerged a few seconds later, Wade cradled in his arms. He walked over and gave you a quick kiss while simultaneously reaching for a candied apple, you swatted his hand away with a chuckle.

"Nice try, but those are for later." You cooed into his lips, feeling his lips grin against yours.

"Fine, but I get first dibs." He sighed, walking to the cupboard to retrieve a mealy worm for the duck who started to quack insistently. He handed Wade his treat before setting him on the floor, Tom walked back to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. "So, Darling, what costumes did you pick out this year?"

"Neverland." You smiled coyly looking to him from over you shoulder.

"Please tell me, I don't have to wear tights." He sighed heavily, placing a kiss on your shoulder before letting you go.

"No, but you do have a hook and a big hat with a feather." You grinned, cleaning up your mess.

"Hook? I might like that." He wink to you.

Later that evening the three of you took to the streets, the sun was still out though it was low in the sky. Wade waddled ahead, dressed as the ever mischievous Peter Pan, a pumpkin pail hanging from his beak. You and Tom walked behind him dressed as Hook and Tinkerbell. The neighborhood you lived in had grown accustomed to seeing the three of you, and you had gone to each house on the block handing them a small tin so Wade could get his goodies like the rest of the children in the neighborhood.

The first house on the street was that of the widower old man Jenkins. A friendly old man who adored Wade as much as all the kids on your corner did. And as he open the door, he marveled at the little bird who set his pail down.

"Oh, Wade, look at you. Such a cute little Peter Pan." He smiled bending slightly, dropping the silver tin in his bucket. Wade's eyes grew wide as his head dove afterward, pecking furiously at the small object. "Awe, and I have Tinkerbell and that dastardly Hook at my door."

     "Evening Mr. Jenkins." You smiled to him as he grabbed a bowl of candy and thrusted it towards you.

    "I heard you two finally got married and made Wade a proper duck." He stated, gesturing to the bowl, to which Tom happily obliged grabbing a Snickers.

    "Yes we did." Tom replied, Wade began to make a ruckus as the tin wouldn't open, knocking his pail over in the process, feathers floating from him.

    "Well, congratulations." He said as you knelt down opening the tin for the tuck, Wade happily gobbled up the creepy crawly inside.

     As the three of you made your rounds around the neighborhood stopping from house to house you spied the one at the end of the block. It was that of the brothers, whose black '67 Chevy Impala glistened in the waning sunlight. They were odd set, especially around Halloween, barricading themselves in the house and refusing to answer the door. You sighed as you stared at the car while the three of you passed.

     "You're staring again Darling." Tom mused.

    "I'd leave you for that." You remarked, giving him a coy look.

   "For the brothers?" He asked bewildered.

    "No, for the car." You grinned approaching your front door. Wade happily waddled in content on all the bugs he had received, he went straight for his bed and curled in a fluffy pile.

    You finished getting the house ready, bringing out all the goodies and treats you had made over the last two days. Tom finished putting up a few decorations you hadn't gotten to yet, preparing for a couple close friends to arrive. Just as Wade had closed his eyes the doorbell rang.

    His head snapped up, Tom walking to the front door and Wade never missing an opportunity bolted from his spot rushing between the man's feet. Tom stumbled, reaching out to brace himself on the door as Wade pecked furiously at the wood, quacking. Tom righted himself fully and opened the door.

    "Heya Hook, did you run into the door?" Holland quipped walking in, Tessa next to him. Holland was dressed up as a cartoony style vampire, faked teeth that made it hard to understand and the drawn on widows peak to match.

     "Hi, Tom and no, Wade tripped me." Tom replied, Wade ninja chopping at Tessa, feathers flying from his wings as excitement took over.

    Tessa thumped her front paws to the floor, butt wiggling as Wade pranced around her before rushing off, Tessa in hot pursuit. You had chosen to come out just at that moment carrying a bowl of fresh hot apple cider almost being knocked down. Had it not been for the fact this wasn't the first time Holland had brought Tessa you probably would of been run over.

    "Nice save, y/n." Holland laughed coming over to grab the bowl from you.

    "Well, seeing as how those always chase each other I've gotten used to almost being a speedbumb." You let him take the bowl before you went back to retrieve the apples.

    More people continued to file in, you ever being the hostess made sure each guest felt welcomed. Wade on the other hand would peck at ankles, ninja chop those who ignored him, at one point latching onto Holland's cape just so he could glide across the wood floor. At another point finding Ben's wife who was dressed in an 1800's style wedding dress, complete with lace, her skin powered white.

    Wade darted to her, lowering his head as he went straight under her skirt. He came back moments later beak wide open, wings stretched back before ducking back under. She looked up to you with amusement.

    "He likes lace we found out." You replied, standing next to her waiting, as Wade rushed out you picked up the bird and hand him over to Tom who was in a conversation with Ben at that point.

   "Please handle your duck, sir." You smiled politely.

   "Darling, I think you mean our duck. I married you, I married the duck, if I remember correctly." He replied with grin, Wade frantically wiggling trying to break free of his captor.

   "Right now he is skirt chasing, so he's your duck." You kissed Tom in the cheek, Wade began hissing in annoyance from is prolonged captivity.

   Wade wiggled his wings free and started flapping them like a mad duck hell bent on mass destruction. Smacking Tom in the face numerous times before he was released into his prison, a play pen in your room for a time out. Wade quacked, Wade hissed, he ninja chopped and pecked. He steeled down for a bit, eyeing the curtain that hung loose from the window.

     The party came to close and you said goodnight to your friends, it took less then two minutes to decide to wait till morning to clean the mess. You and Tom changed out of your costumes, and you headed for bed while Tom went to the master bath. You walked to the play pen and Wade was not there, nor was the curtain. You brows furrow as you looked around the room.

   "Darling I think next.." Tom started but was cut short when the curtain came hurtling out of the closet causeing him to jump. You couldn't contain yourself as laughter bubbled forth. "Your duck just scared the ever loving crap out of me."

    "Sweetheart, it's Halloween, everyone is entitled to one good scare."

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