#toddler halloween costumes for boys

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[ventique18]

~ 🐉🌸♀️ with baby ~

🐉🍼: "Mama... Where mama..."

🐉: "Do not talk nonsense. I am here."

🐉🍼: "NOT MAMA!"

🐉: "Yes I am,"

🐉, smugly tugging at his Halloween costume: "Because I am a mummy for today."

🐉🍼, crying so loud it alerted the guards: "WANT MAMA!! NOT MAMA! MAMAAAAA!!"

The boy belched up the biggest fire he has ever breathed in his one and a half year of life and obliterated his mummy's papa's costume. 🐉 had to switch to the same vampire costume he had last year. When 🌸 asked what on earth happened, he had the biggest grin on his face and lifted their pumpkin-shaped toddler who, out of delight at finally seeing mama, blew out fire like a flamethrower.

Sebek and Silver spent overtime putting out wildfires caused by the excitable child.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

FATHERHOOD pt.1

TW: anakin being a dad; this part is shorter, prepare for sec part that is wayy longer, also I purposely haven't named the child, basing on the assumption that it could be easier to read (just feel free to name him however you want)

Being a dad was one of Anakin's favorite jobs, but also the most exhausting one. Yet, he wouldn't change it for anything in the world. He loved taking care of his little buddy, watching time slip through his fingers and witnessing his growth each day.

Despite this, there was an odd ache in his chest. It was a mix of pride and a sharp feeling of acknowledgment that his son was growing. Each new chapter brought different responsibilities, but also required letting go of those he once had, which he shockingly found missing

However, Anakin tried not to overthink it too much. Growing was a natural part of a human life, and it was something that happened all the time. He had no power to change it, and honestly, he preferred it that way. A little..just a tiny bit

His parenting methods were.. unusual to say the least. He often acted silly with his little boy, engaging in all sorts of playful activities together. In addition, Anakin pretended to understand the toddler's gibberish language, often having one-sided conversations that left others baffled. He claimed he understood his son perfectly and jokingly suggested that you should take some serious baby-talk classes.

Anakin, being a Force-sensitive individual, also didn't shy away from using his powers to entertain his son. For example, when the child would demand his attention while Anakin was relaxing on the couch, longing for the toddler's nap time to arrive so he could catch a break or spend some quality time with you, he would lift him off the ground with the use of the Force, eliciting giggles and shrieks from the child.

As time went on, you began to notice how Anakin and your son had become a dynamic duo. They shared similar facial expressions, curly locks, and identical blue eyes. Their father-son bond was truly a heartwarming sight.

Anakin had a charming habit of buying clothes that matched not just his and the boy's outfits, but also yours. This was particularly noticeable during Halloween;

You couldn't help but giggle as Anakin stepped into the kitchen. A smile spread across your face as you set your eyes on him, carrying the little boy on his hip.

Anakin was dressed as Linguini from Ratatouille, while the toddler adorably donned a Remy costume. His chubby cheeks puffed up as he clung to his father, making the sight irresistibly charming. It was, without a doubt, the cutest thing you had ever seen today

"What do you think? Pretty adorable, right?" Anakin asked, a proud smile lighting up his face.

You pointed to the little one, a playful tone in your voice. "Him? Absolutely."

Anakin feigned offense, narrowing his brows. "Hey, hey, hey... what about me? I put some serious effort into this costume, you know," he protested.

You couldn't help but burst into laughter at his expression. "You're both cute," you reassured him with a grin.

Anakin smiled, his eyes showing a hint of satisfaction at your confession. His hand gently gripped your waist, pulling you closer to him. He paused for a moment, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Just cute? Not unbelievably charming and irresistible?" he asked, feigning mock offense.

A huge smile spread across your face as you replied, "Whatever you want to hear."

Anakin chuckled, his sly smirk growing wider as his gaze moved to your lips. "Oh, I know exactly what I want to hear," he stated, a hint of arrogance in his tone. "I want to hear you say that I look insanely handsome, irresistible, and devastatingly attractive in my Linguini costume."

You raised an eyebrow, a playful retort slipping past your lips. "Someone's a bit too full of themselves," you commented, unable to hide a smile. Meanwhile, your little son wriggled in Anakin's arms, reaching out to playfully pull on his curly locks.

"Ow, Remy," Anakin winced as the small boy's tiny hand tugged at his hair. He gently pried the little limb away. "Now, c'mon," he continued, a smirk still lingering. "If you're too shy to admit the truth, then at least wear this." With that, he produced a neatly folded costume, holding it up for you to see.

"No, Ani, I have to—" you began to protest, but he swiftly cut you off, his expression firm and unrelenting.

"No buts," he asserted. "You're coming with us, sweetheart. That's final. I'm not taking no for an answer. We're going out as a family, and that includes you." He held up the costume "We need you, Colette."

You sighed in defeat, but a small smile tugged at your lips. "Fine..."

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[corroded-hellfire]

Prompt Day 17: "This One's For You."

Word Count: 1k

Rating: G

Pairing: Eddie x Reader

CW: None

Summary: Snowed in during a blizzard, Eddie’s daughter Eliza proves just how like him she is.

@corrodedcoffinfest

[As You Wish masterlist]

Eddie hasn’t taken many classes in his life, let alone any philosophy ones, but he couldn’t help but ponder one philosophical question these last three days: how long can someone be locked in the same house as two teenage boys and a four-year-old girl before they go absolutely insane?

The blizzard outside had sealed the five of you in the house together for the third straight day now and it’s becoming maddening. There are only so many activities one can do with a four-year-old that will, one, hold their attention, and two, not make you want to tear your hair out after an hour. 

Some of the things you’ve done as a family have been very entertaining, like when you all played Pretty Pretty Princess and somehow Eddie kept winning and Ryan and Luke were having a great time adorning him with the pink plastic jewelry. The pictures you took of that will forever be cherished—as long as you can keep them out of your husband’s hands. 

Having Luke and Ryan try to teach you how to play some of their favorite video games was amusing as well. The boys more so than the game, though. It quickly became apparent to you that your sons do not possess the patience to teach anything to anyone—let alone a first-person shooter game where they expect you to master the use of a dozen buttons on a controller that you’ve never held before. 

“I don’t think this Hollow game is for me,” you say after “Master Chief,” as your kids called him, gets killed for the fourth time.

“It’s Halo!” both boys shout, one on each side of you so you get it in stereo.

It takes all your willpower not to laugh as you press your lips tightly together to suppress a smile. You remembered the name of the game the second time they told you, now you’re just messing with them. 

An afternoon of you and Eliza looking through an old photo album springs to life an idea in her little mind.

“That Daddy?” she asks, pointing to a picture of Eddie in action up on stage. He’s in the middle of headbanging, so his curls are flying wildly around his head.

“That’s Daddy,” you tell her. “Being a rockstar, showing off in front of everyone.” You smile down at your daughter before playfully poking her in the belly. “Reminds me of you.”

Eliza’s eyes light up at the comment and you can’t help but wonder what sparked in that head of hers. 

“Be back!” she shouts as she hops off the couch. Her tiny feet make thunderous booms as she runs down the hallway, calling out for her brothers. “Ryan! Luuuuuke!”

After dinner, the four-year-old instructs you and Eddie to sit on the couch and to stay still and wait for her. Keeping quiet, you and your husband trade amused looks until the door to the pink princess room opens, and Eliza re-emerges, decked out in her Tinker Bell costume from Halloween. On each of her small legs is a black sock that clearly belongs to Ryan. They are also clearly meant to be knee socks, yet they go up the small girl’s thighs. Finishing up her ensemble is her pink Piglet sunglasses. 

Gripped in her tiny fist is the music player with a microphone that she was gifted as a toddler. The way she enters the room with all the gravitas and confidence of a model walking the runway almost makes you think you’re the one who’s dressed unconventionally. 

Behind her, Ryan has a toy guitar that has been passed down through all three children tucked under his arm and Luke carries the gray garbage pail from the bathroom in one hand and a CD in the other. 

While Eliza takes her place front and center before you and Eddie, Ryan positions himself behind her, yielding the spotlight. 

Luke steps over to the stereo and pops in the CD he was holding before following his big brother’s lead and assuming the position behind the star of the show. Ryan tugs an ottoman over to sit on, the toy guitar resting on his knee while Luke sits on the floor and flips the garbage pail over so he can use it as a drum.

“Are you ready?” Eliza asks, mouth right up against the yellow plastic of her microphone.

“Yeah!” you exclaim.

“Woo!” Eddie cheers. 

“Hit it!” Luke says. 

The music begins, notes floating over from the stereo to this impromptu performance space. It takes a moment, but you recognize the song before Eliza starts singing Part of Your World.

The CD turns out to be a compilation of different Disney songs covered by Disney Channel stars, and Eddie makes a mental note to ask you why the hell you bought that for her. 

Ryan and Luke are surprisingly into it, having fun performing while their little sister hams it up. They’re like their own little version of Hanson. 

The instrumentals of the next song drift through the air and Eliza tosses her pink sunglasses aside and points at Eddie.

“This one’s for you!” she shouts, which is very mismatched with the slow, melodic tune that’s playing. 

You rest your head on your husband’s shoulder as your little girl starts to serenade him with her rendition of Go the Distance from Hercules. 

Once she sings the last note (and you hide your wince as best as possible), Eliza lets the yellow microphone fall from her hand. She bends at the waist, bowing so far down that her curls flip over her head and brush the navy carpet. 

It’s your cue, so you and Eddie both clap, cheering for the adorable performance.

Luke stands and takes a bow next, and Ryan figures he might as well follow his lead. 

Eddie whistles and a rare blush tinges Eliza’s cheeks. 

“Thank you!” she calls, arms raised over her head, addressing her crowd.

The true daughter of a rock star. 

“Goodnight!”

[creedslove]

THE MILLERS 💖 - HALLOWEEN EDITION🎃

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

(This can be read as a Halloween 🎃 stand alone, or as a continuation of THE MILLERS 💖, that was also inspired by this post here)

Summary: Joel takes his son trick or treating on Halloween and you three spend a beautiful family moment together

Warnings: fluff, sweetness, Joel being the best dad in the world, sexual tension, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of breeding kink, allusions to smut

A/N: besties, I could go without boy dad!Joel, he's the perfect husband and dad to take our kid trick or treating, am I right? Enjoy it ❤️

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The moment Joel woke up that Halloween morning, Sammy was already all around him, so excited and wanting to play, but not only that, he couldn't wait until the evening came and it was time for his daddy to take him trick or treating. Joel on the other hand, had so many things to do at work, but he had already told Tommy and the other guys he would leave early, because there was no way he was going to run late for such special occasion with his life, as not showing up at all due to work wasn't even a possibility to begin with. 

You finished the scrambled eggs and served your husband a plate, Sammy played trucks on the living room carpet, he was never hungry in the morning, but he still ate a grape or two when you insisted on him too, but overall, all he wanted was to play and spend time with his daddy. Your heart was always swollen with pride to see how much your son loved his daddy and how similar they were. Joel was usually a tough man, but he was always so gentle and soft around his family, you knew you couldn't have chosen a better man to build a life with. 

Your husband sipped his coffee as he let out a satisfied moan at the taste of your breakfast and gently placed his big hand on yours, caressing it gently as he looked into your eyes 

"Is everything set for tonight? What about his costume?" 

"If by everything set you mean your son talking about it non-stop for the past week, then yeah, everything's set" you tilted your head and stared at him, Joel was such a handsome man, his features were both gorgeous and attractive and if you really could choose, you would like to drag him back to your room and and sit on his lap, kissing Joel for as long as you wanted and make sweet love to him. It was funny how it always alternated between the two of you; sometimes you wanted it hard and fast, you wanted him to be rough and sometimes all you wanted was to move your bodies in sync as you stared into each other's eyes. 

"I was hoping we could spend some alone time after trick or treating, you know…" you bit your lips and he picked the clue immediately, his hand left yours and went down the table, stroking your thigh very gently at first, even if his rough calloused hand didn't need much more than a ghostly touch to get you all worked up. 

"Am I neglecting you, baby girl?" He raised his eyebrow and made you blush softly, at the same time you shook your head, Joel Miller would never neglect his woman and her needs, but he had been busy for the past few days, and with a small toddler at home, it was pretty much a miracle when the two of you were actually full of energy enough to fool around a little bit. His hand now squeezed your thigh, running it up and down and appreciating the effect he had on you; Joel Miller was an addiction to you, no matter if you'd been married for a few years and if you had a baby together, he was still the one you craved and desired the most in your life. 

However, as life with toddlers wasn't easy at all, the moment you were ready to spice up a little bit, perhaps kissing his neck and nibbling his weak spot or casually resting your hand over his crotch, but tiny steps interrupted any flirting that was going on as your son's beautiful face lit up in a smile 

"Daddy! Morning!!!" He cheered excitedly and rushed to his papa Joel, climbing his lap and getting comfortable. He eyed his dad's plate and tiny fingers stole some of his scrambled eggs and you chuckled, it wasn't about breakfast, it was about his dad's breakfast. Sammy loved his daddy with all his little heart and cherished every single minute he could spend with him, to which Joel also appreciated and did his best to make sure it happened very often. 

Your husband chuckled and placed both hands on Sammy's tummy, holding him tight against his body and resting his chin on his head. His brown curls smelled so good, as you were always so careful with hygiene and you made sure to bathe your son every day. Sammy's hands rested over his dad's. The contrast between his tiny ones and his dad's big ones also made your heart clench. Your life was so good and a part of you feared it was just too good to be true. As Joel questioned Sammy about his costume, your son told him all about it. He was excited to go as an octopus, which surprised the both of you, you knew Sammy had taken an interest in sea animals after his uncle Tommy had let him watch 'Meg' in a very irresponsible move, your son seemed to be fascinated by such animals, so you assumed his chosen costume would be a shark, however, not long after he watched the movie, Sarah came home one weekend and made sure to take him to visit the aquarium and after that, your son seemed obsessed with sea animals. Apparently, octopuses were his favorite at the moment, judging by how frequently he drew them all over his sheets of paper. The fact that Sarah, Joel and uncle Tommy all bought him all sorts of illustrated magazines and books about sea animals, made him even happier. So when he told you about the costume, you had to drive around a little to find a good one, but when you did, your son was in love with what he was seeing. He was just so excited and happy, he wanted to wear it every single day and if you hadn't told him he should make his costume a surprise for his daddy Joel, you were sure he would've thrown a tantrum over not wearing the outfit every single day, but instead, he kept it a secret - and by secret he actually told his daddy every single detail of it - which very often made you and Joel laugh together. 

When your husband announced he was going to work, your son sighed disappointed and Joel felt as if something pierced through his heart. He really needed to take a vacation some time soon, he couldn't handle seeing how upset his baby boy was each time he had to leave and also how much you missed him on a daily basis. 

"Stay daddy, please…" he said with puppy eyes and you took his tiny hand 

"Daddy has to work my angel, you know he would stay if he could, right? But he will be back soon and we will go trick or treating tonight, remember the pumpkins we carved? We'll light them up and they'll look so nice…" you told him and played with his curls, so he nodded obediently as Joel painfully had to put him down and walk to his truck. 

You knew Joel would spend a lot more with you both if he could, but since it wasn't possible, you invited your son to run some errands with you in order to distract him until it was time to trick or treat. 

                            •••

Your son was running happily through the backyard as he loved playing with the plushie tentacles of his costume. He was so excited to be finally dressed up for Halloween and the fact the street was slowly getting more and more illuminated by the all the pumpkins and decorations his little heart was racing like crazy out of excitement and expectation, but nothing, even compared to the moment he saw his daddy's truck parking in the driveway. He squealed the word 'daddy' at the top of his little lungs and rushed as fast as his legs allowed him to, the butterflies in his tummy being so much he even slipped and fell, unharmed, simply getting up on his own and jumping on Joel the moment his daddy opened his arms to welcome him in a tight embrace. Joel chuckled and wrapped his arms tightly around his boy, his sweet Sammy could look like him, physically, but he was all his mommy, his intelligence, his wit and that tooth rotting sweetness he could have only inherited from you. 

"You look amazing, buddy!? You scared me for a while! I thought an octopus had invaded our garden" he tickled his son's tummy who giggled hysterically and wrapped his arms around his daddy's neck 

"You're silly daddy" he giggled and smiled big once you walked to them, you hadn't properly dressed up, but you did throw a nice black outfit, some boots, a darker makeup and a witch hat 

"You're so pretty mommy!" Sammy cheered and clapped his little hands and you pretended not to see your husband eying you up and down. You kissed your son's forehead and nodded 

"Are you boys ready to go? Uncle Tommy says he'll stay in and hand candies to the kids…" you frowned as you tilted your head "Sammy… we have a problem, we can't go trick or treating without daddy putting on a costume" you winked at Joel who shot an annoyed look at you, but the moment his son agreed and began blabbering about how important it was that he got dressed, you chuckled and handed him a hockey mask. 

"There you go, you already got the shirt and now the mask, now we can scare some little kids" 

"More like scare dickheads who dare staring at your ass, darling" he leaned towards you and whispered into your ear, giving your neck a quick peck while Sammy ran to the front porch to grab his pumpkin-shaped basket of candy. 

It wasn't the first time you three went trick or treating together, but the year before Sammy was still too little to understand it fully and enjoy everything that was happening, unlike that special evening you spent walking around the neighborhood with your family, it felt special, the kind of special you snapped a picture or two to keep it as a memory but not more than that, so you wouldn't be glued to your phone the entire time. Joel took your hand as Sammy walked a couple of meters ahead of you, his basket was full of candy and he cheered each time he found someone looking interesting or even scary, as he wasn't afraid at all. 

Joel looked at you with soft eyes, removing his stupid mask 

"You look gorgeous tonight, you know that?" He pulled you by the waist and smirked "once our little one falls asleep it's time for us to enjoy our Halloween and you're so damn teasing with this witch bitch costume I might just get you pregnant again" 

"What?!" You widened your eyes at his words and couldn't help but let out a nervous laughter "another baby?" 

Joel shrugged and kissed your lips 

"Imagine a year from now, Sammy will be trick or treating with his baby sister, would you like that?" You take a deep breath, taking a look at him as you lick your lips 

"Well… I don't know… would you like that?" You asked him, after hearing Joel call himself old over and over, complain about how he doesn't have energy to catch up with Sammy and how his back hurt, you assumed having a second baby was off the table. However, seeing his hopeful eyes, the way he looked at his and the way he looked at all the other kids, you could tell maybe he actually meant that. 

"Do you think I'd joke about that? If I didn't want it, I wouldn't have mentioned it but if you don't want then it's fine, I mean, you're still young an-" 

You interrupted him with a kiss, of course you wanted if he wanted, having a family with Joel Miller was the best decision you'd ever taken, there was no way you could pass that up. 

"Mommy, daddy!" Sammy called the two of you, he was dragging his basket since it got so full he couldn't lift it up, you chuckled helping him with the candy as Joel lifted him up. You knew your son well enough to see he was already tired, no matter how hard he tried to fight sleep, rubbing his eyes was the only thing he could do as he rested against his dad's chest. Still falling asleep in Joel's arms, you both got home, Tommy was just finishing with the candy leftovers and widened his eyes the moment he saw Sammy's 

"Really? Stealing candy from a two-year-old?" Joel raised his eyebrow annoyed at his brother, but you tugged his sleeve, showing him it was time to put Sammy in bed. He helped you take the costume off and it was alright if your son skipped showering for one night, he didn't even wait for dinner, but it was alright, because the next day he would eat a delicious big breakfast you made him and your husband. 

As you and Joel went downstairs, he pulled you by the waist, sitting on the couch and taking you with him.

"Have you talked to Sarah?" You ask nuzzling his neck as you know how much he missed his daughter 

"We video chatted during my lunchtime… she is very pretty and she was going to a party" he said with a hint of sadness in his voice, it was painful for him to see his little girl growing up so much, so you nodded and snuggled him. You placed your hand on his stomach, gently scratching down his belly as you pecked his cheek and then went for Joel's lips 

"So your desire for a new baby was just because Sarah has grown up too fast or you actually wanna do it?" You asked him gently, his arm pulling you even closer as he shrugged 

"I don't know… I want it but I'm also scared… it's a lot of trouble, it's a lot of money and Sammy is still so small, he needs us so much. But at the same time it's about having another little version of you, running around, playing and melting my old heart, I can't decide" 

"You don't have to decide anything right now, Joel, but we could get started, couldn't we?" You whispered against his ear, to which he kissed you.

Joel wasn't very sure if he wanted another baby or not, but he was so happy to have you and Sammy in his life. He loved his little family with all his heart and there was nothing he could ask for other than live a world of happiness with the two of you. 

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[awkward-walking-potato]

Hiiii! Happy spooky season. I have a request for wade Wilson with choosing couples costumes!!!!! 👻🎃👻🎃👻🎃 I'd love to see what u come up with!!

The Spirit of Wade

You sat at your desk, buried beneath a mountain of work. Papers, emails, spreadsheets—all of it had piled up over the last few weeks, and it felt like you were drowning. On top of that, Blind Al’s Halloween party was just around the corner, and you didn’t even have the time to think about costumes.

Your phone buzzed, the screen lighting up with a text from Wade.

Wadeykins:Babycakes, what’re we wearin’ to Al’s spooky bash?

You groaned, rubbing your temples. The last thing you had time for was a costume shopping spree.

You:I’m swamped with work, Wade. Can you go to Spirit Halloween and grab us something? I trust you.

The moment you hit send, you instantly regretted it. Trusting Wade with anything remotely important usually ended in chaos. But before you could follow up with any kind of instruction, a new text popped up.

Wadeykins:OMW to Spirit. Gonna make us the hottest couple at that party, babe.

You stared at the message for a long moment, then let out a resigned sigh. There was no going back now. Wade was on a mission, and you had work to finish. You figured you'd cross the "what did Wade do?" bridge when you got home.

By the time you got back to your apartment later that evening, your body was exhausted, and your brain felt like it had turned into mush from the day’s grind. All you wanted to do was change into something comfortable and forget about everything for a while. But the moment you opened the door, your heart sank as you were greeted by a sight that was equal parts adorable and terrifying.

Spread out across the living room floor were not one, not two, but ten matching couple costumes. Wade was in the center of it all, beaming like a proud toddler who’d just shown his parents his first macaroni art masterpiece.

“Welcome home, pumpkin muffin!” Wade greeted, jumping up from where he’d been sitting. His eyes twinkled mischievously beneath his mask. “I know you’re busy and all, so I took the liberty of providing options.”

You blinked, staring at the sea of costumes that now dominated your living room. “Wade… what… what is this?”

He clapped his hands together, rubbing them like a mad scientist about to unveil his latest invention. “Okay, okay, so check it out. Blind Al’s party is a big deal, right? We gotta be the it couple there. So I went ahead and got us ten different matching costumes. I know, I know, I’m basically a relationship genius.”

You were torn between exasperation and amusement, but the exhaustion from work melted away as Wade’s enthusiasm radiated through the room. With a sigh, you dropped your bag by the door and walked over to inspect his selections.

“Alright, what do we have here, then?” you asked, folding your arms.

Wade excitedly began showcasing each option, holding them up like a game show host showing off prizes.

“Couple number one!” Wade started, holding up two banana suits. “Peanut Butter and Banana Sandwich!” He held up a jar of peanut butter with a wide grin. “Get it? You’ll be the sweet banana, and I’ll be the chunky peanut butter. It’s a classic combo, like us! Everyone loves PB and B.”

You snorted, shaking your head. “Not bad, but let’s keep going.”

“Couple number two!” Wade swept his arm dramatically toward the next option. A pair of hospital gowns—complete with matching IV drips. “Doctor and Sexy Patient! Except... we’re both patients because it’s sexier that way. Plus, I already have practice wearing hospital gowns, thanks to the whole ‘mutated cancer mess.’”

You bit your lip, trying not to laugh. “I think I’m gonna veto that one.”

“Fair, fair.” Wade shrugged. “Couple number three!” He held up a pair of inflatable T-rex costumes. “Dinosaur Power Couple! Imagine us stomping into the party in these bad boys. We’ll be unstoppable!”

“That sounds... sweaty.”

“Yeah, but think of the dramatic entrance!”

You chuckled. “Next.”

Wade dramatically threw his hands into the air and skipped to the next set. “Couple number four:Bob Ross and Happy Little Tree!” He waved around a giant paintbrush and an afro wig. “I’ll be Bob, you’ll be my masterpiece! I can paint you with compliments all night.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Sweet, but no.”

Wade was undeterred. He spun toward another option, holding up matching black-and-white striped shirts. “Thieves in Love! We could go around the party, stealing snacks and hearts.”

You laughed. “Okay, that’s pretty cute.”

“Right? But wait, there’s more!” Wade dashed to the next set. “Ketchup and Mustard! Or Salt and Pepper! Or Burger and Fries!” Each matching pair was more ridiculous than the last, and each idea more absurd. You couldn’t stop laughing as Wade enthusiastically presented each costume, making over-the-top sales pitches for all of them.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of couples costumes, Wade stopped in front of the last pair and turned to you with a grin that could only mean trouble.

“For the grand finale,” he said with a flourish, holding up a pair of cheesy superhero costumes that were definitely not part of any known franchise. “Super Wade and Super You! Capes included. We fight crime and bad party snacks.”

You rubbed your face, unable to stop smiling. “Wade… this is insane.”

He stepped closer, his eyes softening beneath the mask. “I know, but I wanted to give you choices. I know you’ve been working hard and you’ve been stressed. Figured I’d take some of the load off by going overboard with options. Plus, it gave me an excuse to flirt with you in a million different ways. Win-win.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, but your heart swelled at his thoughtfulness. “Thanks, Wade. Really.”

He cocked his head, a hint of shyness peeking through his bravado. “So… which one? Or should we go with my favorite?”

“And which one is that?”

Wade’s grin turned mischievous again. “I’m voting for Super Wade and Super You. ‘Cause let’s face it, babe, we’re already super together.”

You shook your head, but your smile never wavered. “Alright, fine. Super Wade and Super You it is.”

Wade let out an excited cheer, pumping his fist in the air before pulling you into a tight embrace. “We’re gonna be the sexiest, crime-fighting couple at that party, babe. Al won’t know what hit her.”

You laughed, leaning into him as he twirled you around. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Impossible or impossibly charming?” Wade teased, dipping you dramatically.

“Maybe a bit of both.”

As you settled into the costume that night, you realized that, once again, Wade had managed to turn what could have been a stressful situation into something fun and ridiculous. And as you both headed out to Blind Al’s Halloween party, arms linked and capes trailing behind, you couldn’t help but think that you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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DADDY'S LITTLE BOY !

characters: dad!gojo & dad!nanami

contents: just fluff + headcanons of them with sons

a/n: trying to stay positive despite the damage we've been given lately lol

Gojo

dad!gojo, who teleports with his little boy everywhere, laughing when he gets dizzy.

"ready?" satoru asks, smiling with his little boy as he nods. "and poof!" he says, making a popping sound with his lips as he and his son appear in front of the store. "woah.." the small boy mumbles, almost falling off balance.

dad!gojo, who tells his little boy all the cool stories of his job.

"daddy! daddy! what'd you do today?" the small boy runs toward his father, eyes sparkling in excitement. "why, hello to you too, buddy."

dad!gojo, who'd occasionally let his teenager come with him to meet his students and see his job for himself.

dad!gojo, who's making sure he analyzes everything about his little boy to take care of his cursed tech.

dad!gojo, who always keeps his toddler giggling.

"ooo~" satoru makes a small noise before removing his glasses from his little boys eyes, grinning when he begins to coo from excitement. "cool, isn't it?" satoru boasts.

dad!gojo, who laughs when he notices his little boy picking up his sass and playful behavior.

satoru sat in the living room with his son, listening to his middle schooler boy tell him about his day. "..and then some girl came up to me and told me that i was 'sassy for a boy' and i'm like.. well you're bulky for a girl your age but you don't see me complaining??" satoru bursts out in laughter, watching his son put a hand on his hip sassily.

dad!gojo, who's amazed to find his little boy running out the house to him when he could swear the toddler was crawling earlier.

Nanami

dad!nanami, who almost has a panic attack seeing his little boy attempt to lift his cursed weapon.

"oh!-" nanami says, gently grabbing his little boys hand as he retrieves the cursed weapon. "now, how'd you get your hands on this? hm?" nanami questions, smiling as his toddler giggles mischievously.

dad!nanami, who can't help but smile hearing his boy exclaim that he's gonna be 'just like daddy'.

dad!nanami, who lifts his kid over his shoulders while walking with him.

"i can't see.." the small boy pouts, looking up at his father during a local parade. smiling, nanami lifts the boy up and over his shoulders. "can you see now?"

dad!nanami, who can't help but hold his little boy after seeing him cry from worrying.

"you took too long, dad!" the small boy cries, arms wrapped around his fathers neck as nanami holds him close. "i was worried! you scared me." he whines more. "i know, i know. i'm sorry, buddy." nanami apologizes, wiping his kids tears with his thumb.

dad!nanami, who swears to protect his little boy with all he has.

dad!nanami, who brings his little boy anywhere he wants.

dad!nanami, who turns to a laughing fit when he sees his son dressed as him for halloween.

"daddy, daddy!" the boy calls for his father, running from the hallway and into the living room with you following close behind. "look! guess who i am!" he tempts. nanami smiles gently before chuckling a bit, looking at you lovingly. "who are you, buddy?" "you, silly!" the small boy laughs, feeling as proud as ever with his little costume.

[flamingpudding]

Fictober23 Prompt: 31 - "It's not your fault."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: T

Warnings: -

A/N: Based on the setting created through Prompt 14 and its Reblogs. Not necessarily to read beforehand but it might give a little context. I tried to go with a more Halloween themed short story hope that worked out.

"Damian this mission has the highest priority any mission or case ever had before." Dick was clutching a glaring Damians shoulders who was now raising an eyebrow like his elder brother had lost his mind.

"Richard, this is ridiculous." He commented, crossing his arms.

"I am serious Dami, we can not fail with this." The elder stressed more. If it were any other situation than this then Damian might have taken Dick more seriously but as it was. His elder brother was pleading with him, dressed in a ridiculous Vampire outfit after having forced Damian into an outfit that was clearly a mockery towards his old league gear. It was a simple ninja costume Dick was making him wear.

"Please Dami! You don't want to get black listed for a month like Bruce or Tim, right? Jason is going to do this if we ruin their first Halloween in Gotham!" The younger's eyes narrowed.

"Do not place me on the same level as Drake. I will not lose any rights towards my nieces and nephews like he did." He huffed as he looked away stubbornly from his elder brother. Damian was not foolish enough to repeat the same mistakes some members of his family have made. He was not going to let his nephews even touch coffee or any caffeinated drink in the first place.

Besides the incident with Jasmine and their father was a whole different matter. It was their fathers own fault for unconsciously challenging his niece and disregarding her talent in analyzing one's mindset, Todd had mentioned once.

"I just want to make sure! Jason has become so protective of the kids and I do not want to lose favorit uncle's privileges!" Damian's eye twitched as he shoved away his elder brother with his hand placed in the other's face. "You must be delusional Richard. I seem to remember that I was the favorite uncle of the twins."

Before Dick could counter Damian the front door opened and the two saw Jason enter the manor with the crime twins on either side of him and the toddler in his arms. The second eldest raised an eyebrow at them before glancing down towards the twins.

"Hey Little Wing, right on time! Where is Jazz?" Dick greeted them cheerfully, bending down a little to wave at Ellie that was blowing a raspberry in his direction. He was probably imaging it but it looked like the little girl was glaring at him.

"Already dropped her off with her school friends, I will pick her up tomorrow afternoon. It's her sibling free day, remember?" Jason only raised an eyebrow also noting the frown the twins were sporting at seeing Dick.

Dick nodded, turning towards the twins. Did he imagine it or did one of the boy's whisper fruitloop to the other. "Ready for your first Trick or Treat in Gotham? We gotta collect all the candy for you two that we can!"

"Sure." Dick was hoping for more enthusiasm from the boy's but maybe that would come once they got their first candies bagged. "You two look interesting, what are you going as?"

"Frankenstein." The two answered simultaneously before glaring at each other and Dick sweatdropped. One of the boy's was dressed like a mad scientist with a white coat and welding goggles strapped to his head as well as some broken medical equipment clearly made visible. The other boy looked more like a monster with ripped clothing, fake bolds glued to his neck and drawn stitches all over his visible skin that was coloured slightly greenish.

"Wow you both did a good job! The monster looks just like in the movies." Dick tried in hopes

"I see. So Daniel is Doctor Frankenstein while Dante is Frankenstein's monster." The twins looked up towards Damian, the glare lost for a moment before they turned on each other again.

"See Uncle Dick said it! When someone says Frankenstein they think of the Monster, twerp!"

"Nuhu! Uncle Damian got it! He knew I was the Doctor and not the monster!"

"And Jazz just got them to stop arguing about that shit." Jason muttered with a glare towards Dick before the twins could devolve any further into their argument Jason stepped towards the side where Alfred had appeared and was heading over the now bubbling little girl that was making grabby hand towards the butler. He then turned towards the boys.

"Okay you two. Remember today's rules." He clapped his hand for more effect and to get the two to look at him. Which sort of worked as they still gave each other side eyed glares but nodded regardless. "Good and remember no crimes today, enjoy your fun and do not stuff yourself with candies."

"Okay Dad." The twins answered in sync before Jason literally pushed them towards Dick and Damian and out the Manors front door. They were the ones taking the twins out for a Trick or Treat run as their first Halloween in Gotham. Jason was going to hang back with Alfred to take care of Ellie.

Dick had volunteered doing this for his brother a couple weeks before Jason had wondered what he was going to do with the kids for Halloween. Dick had also instantly volunteered Damian for it two. Their youngest brother wasn't that much older than the twins yet and they surely would feel more comfortable with two known family members around.

An hour in and Dick was moments away from admitting that he made a grave mistake.

"Dami! Have you seen Danny?!" Jason was going to murder them if they lost one of his kids. So Dick was rightfully slightly panicked. He had taken his eyes of the boy for only a moment to check something on his phone.

"You have lost Daniel?" The youngest Wayne looked miffed at him and had a slight glare before though Dick noticed something else in his eyes too. "Damian, where is Dan?"

The younger clicked his tongue and Dick paled slightly. Okay no big deal, they temporarily lost the crime twin. He had found and followed Danny before, surely he would be able to find the boy in the crowd of disguised children too. Danny went with a mad scientist costume. How many of them were running around? It would be more difficult to find Dan, he had spotted a couple of different Frankensteins already.

"Jason is going to blacklist us, isn't he?" Dick muttered his eyes wandering over every child he could see going from door to door for candies. Damian doing the same even watching other adults and parents in case one of them had the idea to snatch his nephews from them.

"It won't be as bad as Drake and father." Damian commented as a form of consolation to his elder brother but knew it probably would. Jason blacklisted Tim from watching the kids for the caffeine incident for a month and their father was still blacklisted until Jazz felt like talking to the man again, the twins in solidarity to their sister doing the same.

"Should we split up? But what if they are looking for us? Oh good what if one of the rogues snatched them up? Or worse, some leftover guys from that damned organization?" From the corner of his eyes Damian saw how his elder brother was getting worked up and even though he wasn't showing it, he too was worried. This certainly was not how they had hoped the boy's first Halloween with them would go.

In a decorative street tree on the side of the path Dick and Damian were on sat two boy's one munching on a licorice stick while the other was nibbling on chocolate. Both were invisible just in case their uncle decided to look up.

"Fake blood next?" Danny asked as he watched Dick starting to pace.

"Not yet. Did Dad mention anything about the firecrackers?" Dan asked in return as he bite of another piece of his licorice stick.

"Not that I remember, tho Jazz said to go easy on Uncle Dick." Danny hummed tilting his head slightly with a frown. "But he lost that privilege looking like the fruitloop. You got one of Dad's fake guns right?"

"Why? Didn't you say you wanted to 'fake' stab yourself with the broken syringe?" Dan raised an eyebrow as Danny gave him a feral grin. "You recovered your shape shifting power, right?"

Dan returned the feral grin with one of his own understanding what kind of prank Danny was hinting at. "For once, I like the way you're thinking, twerp."

"Would you stop calling me that! We are the same age now!" Danny pouted as he stuffed the last of his chocolate in his mouth and prepared to jump off the tree.

"Never!" Dan quickly answered with a laugh as he took the lead and jumped off the tree and disappeared into the crowds first as he let go of his invisibility. Danny quickly followed doing the same. They had after all a lot more pranks planned to play on their uncles.

The evening ended with Dick and Damian making their way into the Manor through the bat cave entrance so that they could get to the Medbay before Jason saw the twins. Both looked rather disheveled and like they had gotten dragged through mud. What they didn't expect was Jason, being in the cave and looking at them with raised eyebrows. Dick was holding Dan who was literally growling as Dick was pressing a bundle of tissues against the boy's nose. There was a ripped strip of his vampire costume tied around Dan's arm, a line of dried 'blood' going down the arm.

Damian was holding Danny. The boy looked dizzy, holding his head with one hand while he whined about everything being to bright, the goggles of his costume were cracked and the white coat now had red 'blood' strains, the shirt he was wearing also appeared to be soaked in 'blood' and there was a tried spot of blood below Danny's nose like he also had had a nose bleed like his twin.

"What happened?" Jason's tone sounded neutral and Dick laughed nervously.

"It looks worse than it is…" He tried to salvage, maybe they could still save their nephew watching privileges.

"Really?"

"It's Richard's fault. He lost sight of Danny first." Dicks head whipped around towards Damian who just decided to throw him under the bus. A look of betrayal crossed the eldest face at the narrowed stare Damian was giving him. "The situation spiraled from there."

"No wait! Damian lost Dan! It's not just my fault!" He tried to defend himself as Jason's eyes narrowed on him. But before he could come up with any more reasons why it was not just his fault and that they should not lose any of their uncle privileges because of that…

…Jason started laughing, wheezing out a "It's not your fault."

Confused Dick blinked before Dan jumped out of his hands the same time Danny jumped out of Damians. Suddenly the kids appeared like nothing was wrong as they rushed over towards Jason. Hadn't Danny been dizzy until now? And Dan had complained and growled at him about a headache?

He glanced at Damian who was watching the twins with narrowed eyes.

"Well looks like you two had a lot of fun." They watched how Jason patted the twins' heads grinning at them as the boy's sported proud looks, like they were pleased with themselves. "Your Auntie Babs is making a highlight reveal for the entire family later. Till then go wash up and bug one of your other uncles or aunts."

"Can I go bug Uncle Tim! I got an new invention idea when Uncle Dick got chased by the dogs!"

"I want to find Aunt Harper."

"Sure both should be in the Manor by now. Just wash up first." With the boy's sent away it left the two adults and teen in the batcave. One of them gabbing like fish, the other glaring with narrowed eyes and the last of them still chuckling.

"Todd." Damian hissed and Dick knew that tone. Damian was promising revenge on Jason.

"Light up brat. The twins needed an outlet and Jazz suggested they could pull some pranks today, I just told them that with you two they could go all out."

Dick wasn't sure if he should feel relieved or be slightly mad at his brother for that but eventually he decided to go with relief. "So we are not losing uncle privileges, good."

"You two are still getting blacklisted for two weeks."

"WHAT?"

"I demand a reason."

"You tried taking them with you on patrol and you gave them blade training. They are six."

[alittlebitofloveliness]

Trick or treat 👁️ 👁️

Treat! Enjoy your Outsiders halloween minific!

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“Trick or treat!”

Soda opens the door to yet another gaggle of children, grin already fixed firmly on his face. Halloween was, without a doubt, his favourite holiday of the year. Hell, maybe his favourite day of the year, period. It had everything. Costumes, candy, scary movies, whatever questionable alcoholic monstrosity Two-bit was gonna make- what wasn’t to love?

Soda knows Pony and Darry find it odd he’s always volunteered to stay home and hand out candy ever since he got too old for trick or treating himself, but it was ages more fun than going to some stupid party and getting stuck playing spin the bottle, or bumming around with Two-bit and  trying to scare little kids. Back when mom was alive she and him used to make an event from it, dressing up and stealing from their own candy stash when they waited for trick or treaters. There was always a spark of feral mischief halloween put in little kids and adults alike that wasn’t present any other time of the year, the same mischief Soda found himself unable to ever turn off. Halloween was the only day of the year where he ever felt truly understood.

A little girl dressed as a dinosaur roars at him as he drops a stick of bubble gum into her pillowcase. He jolts back, feigning shock, and the girl squeals with giggles, running back to where her dad is waiting on the sidewalk.

The next kid has an eyepatch and a strip of fabric tied around his head, and was holding the hand of a little boy barely more than a toddler. 

“I’m a pirate,” the kid informs him, as if it wasn’t obvious, “and he’s the dead body of a soc I threw off the ship.”

The toddler was, in fact, painted to resemble a corpse, round cheeks covered in white powder and eyes surrounded by greyish circles. 

“Neat,” Soda decided, giving them each two pieces of candy. He had to reward ingenuity. Back when he and Steve used to go trick or treating together, no one ever knew what they were and they liked it that way. He could see himself in this kid and his designated corpse human accessory. 

“Trick or treat!”

Soda grins into soulful brown eyes and his breath catches.

It’s Johnny.

Everyone says ghosts come back to haunt you on Halloween, but the ghosts Soda had seen so far had been kids playing dress up, not what looked like his now long dead friend reincarnated.

The kid had smooth brown skin, huge soulful eyes and the greasiest head of hair Soda had ever seen. A memory of Pony and Johnny when Pony was in first grade and Johnny in third floats to his mind unbidden, both of them dressed in zombie costumes they’d refused to let mom and dad help with, eyes bright like this kid’s are now. He’d wonder why- this kid isn’t dressed like a zombie after all- if the kid’s excitement wasn’t as palpable as Johnny’s had been then. 

Suddenly it’s a little hard to breathe.

“I’m Elvis,” the kid informs him, and yeah, it makes sense given the white jumpsuit with the red scarf and the exaggerated swagger the kid is trying and failing to pull off, but all Soda can see is the ghost of a different little boy in a zombie costume, for once grinning ear to ear. 

His hand shakes as he drops candy into the kid’s pillowcase- how much, he doesn’t know.

“Thank you. Thank you very much,” the kid offers Elvis’ signature sign off, and the corner of Soda’s mind that isn’t completely frozen notes that it’s not a half bad impression. 

“Cade, c’mon hurry up!” The pirate kid calls from where he’s waiting impatiently at the end of the driveway, and Soda feels like he’s been doused in cold water as Johnny’s ghost hops off the porch and runs over to his friend, singing the opening chorus of ‘Jailhouse Rock’ as he does so.

Soda all but stumbles inside and slams the door shut, heart racing. He doesn’t both opening the door for anyone else the rest of the night. 

He’s seen enough ghosts for one Halloween.

[kiankiwi]

NO BITING: A little!e fic

Summary: Elvis keeps trying to nibble at you with his vampire teeth and nearly has a tantrum before his big party

(mama x little!e with a TINY BIT of cg!Jerry/coparent Jerry)

FLUFF NO PLOT

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You waited on the couch as Jerry helped Elvis into his costume up in the bedroom. He wanted to surprise you of course. And so Jerry had to help the baby dress up. The Colonel had wanted El to come in for back to back studio days but this was one of those nights that El truly missed as a kid so you and Jerry had not so kindly told the colonel to fuck off and let the baby enjoy Halloween.

He hadn’t wanted to go trick or treating (too many people) so you two settled for popcorn and candy and a few friends. And maybe a scary movie or two.

"Alright mama! Close your eyes!!" Elvis chirped from the top of the stairs as he gripped the railing and went down the stairs one step at a time the way a toddler on unsteady feet would. "Alright bubby... they're closed!" You yelled back, shielding your eyes as you heard your little boy run into the room. "Alright mama you can look now."

You opened your eyes to see Elvis wearing a red and black jumpsuit with a sparkly burgundy cape and wearing glow in the dark vampire teeth. "ooga booga!" Elvis yelled, putting his hands up like claws. You let out a theatrical shriek and jumped in your seat. "Woah baby! You're so spooky!" Elvis giggled and put his cape up so you could only see his eyes and said in a spooky accent "I want to suck your blood!" and jumped on you, nibbling your arm with his plastic vampire teeth.

"Careful careful baby, no biting." Elvis pouted, spitting out his theatrical teeth. "But... I'm a vampire mama... vampires bite people."

"Baby vampires don't bite baby, do you need to nibble your paci...?" Elvis pouted even though it looked odd from the plastic vampire teeth that barely fit in his mouth properly. "B-but then no one will know I'm a vampire... no vampy teeth..."

"Oh they'll know, sweet pea... you got the makeup and the dracula cape right?" Elvis nodded, stomping his foot. "Hey, that's two rules your bending... do you need a time out before your party? Do you want to start your fun night off that way?"

"MOMMA! You're not listening to me!" Elvis screeched, getting more upset. You sighed and took Elvis' hands in yours and pulled him a step closer. "Listen baby, I know you want to wear the teeth. And you can. But we don't bite people. We don't nibble either. Are you going to behave and wear the teeth or not?" You asked, seeing Jerry watching from the top of the stairs.

Elvis screeched out his frustration and hit his little fists against his legs in frustration. "Baby, they'll still know what you are, I promise."

"THEY WILL NOT!" Elvis roared. You couldn't help but jump at the sudden loud noise.

"Hey! We do NOT yell at your mama. She told you not to bite. You do not tell your mama no and you do not yell at her. Do you understand me?" Jerry asked, his yell firm. Elvis squeaked and nodded, always listening to Jerry before he got into real trouble.

"Thank you. Now tell your momma you're sorry!" Elvis nodded. You immediately saw remorse in his glittering eyes. "I'm sorry mommy.... won't nibble anyone..." He said, snuggling into you for an apology hug. You hugged him back, rubbing his back. "Thank you baby. You're gonna listen to mama and follow the rules yes?" Elvis nodded "Yes mama."

Just then the bell rang. Now the fun could begin.

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HAPPY LATE HALLOWEEN! I MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH!!

@mooodyblue @austeenbootler @arianatheangel-girl

AN: I can't decide which au it belongs in so I'm tagging home au and the baby steps au :) it could work for either!!!

[catladyoftheyr]

「 ✦ Gojo is sooooo Boy Dad To me ✦ 」

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

Like he’d be a great dad no matter what but I know he’d love a boy. He’s so rambunctious he’d be so good with a toddler. You know he’s at the park climbing on the jungle gym with his boy or playing catch. He loves snowball fights and pillow forts.

I just know he’d love if they were into sports. He’s the loudest dad in the stands or the one coaching little league 😭 he’s at Costco making sure you get the coolest snacks for the kids. Unfair ref? Gojo is arguing with them 😂

He loves play fighting and he definitely wants to get a dog to grow up with the kids and a big backyard with a tree house he built himself.

And when you babyproof the house you also accidentally Gojo proofed it too😂 strongest sorcerer is thwarted by a lock on the bathroom cupboard.

I also just KNOW he’s always got that baby strapped to his chest. He loves baby wearing and he loves that you think he’s so attractive as a dad. He’d be a pro of wearing the baby and walking with a toddler or 2.

He loves matching Halloween costumes and he loves Halloween shopping with you. He insists on handing out full size candy bars if you guys stay home. He goes the whole nine yards and has to be the coolest house on the block.

[inkedeye2345]

so sorry if I'm pestering and if you don't do this sh. but was wondering if u could do a smut Peter Parker x Y/N Stark, maybe?

sure girl but i realized WE HAVE THE SAME NAME-- `telling myself to stop acting like a toddler` so i hope you enjoy this kai (by the way this is Halloween themed cause its oct 1st) love you amor

peter parker x reader stark

WARNING: SMUT,cursing,short,jealousy,(idk what kink he has),bleeding,virgins,cringe,bad grammar

summery: peter was at school on Halloween just thinking he would just be with his best friend Ned but when Ned found out the new girl was going to a Halloween party that flash is hosting peter went to the party finding out that it would be the best Halloween for him

best Halloween ever

spider boys pov:

today was oct 31 aka Halloween the thing i don't really celebrate but aunt may tried to get me into it even if i told her i didn't want too but Ned was into it which isn't so much as a surprise but ofc i didn't want to ruin it for him

"hey dude did you hear" we we're in science i turned to my best friend "what?" he came closer to wispier to me

"oh my god peter the new girl!?" he whispered loudly and i shook my head he rolled his eyes "there's a new girl that just came in heard she was pretty" pretty sure all girls are but was she really that important

my trail of thoughts were interrupted by the teacher "ok class we have a new student so i hope you all welcome her....back to the lesson" as seeing the girl walk in i felt like my mind went blank for a moment my eyes fallowed her movment

her y/h/c hair looked so soft and don't event get me started her y/e/c eyes i swear i could only hear my heart beat "hey puny parker you got my homework" (idk what to put😭) i ripped away from the girl and looked at flash and started stammering until the bell rang getting up from my seat (taking his things) and left

i was going to go to my next class until Ned grabbed my arm and dragged me to the girl "Ned what tf fuck are you doing" he didn't answer my question this little--

"oh hi" i looked to see the girl wow shes more prettier up close

"hi i'm Ned and this guy is peter" i don't know if its just me or is it getting hot "im y/n,y/n stark" wait what excuse me STARK HE HAD A DAUGHTER

i was to shocked to say anything like litterley what the fuck

flash came out of nowhere and wrapped his arm around her waist "hey y/n whacha doin" he looked at us mostly me i started to feel some sort of way was i nervous anxious? "whatcha doing with puny parker" she looked at him with a glare and pushed him a bit

"ow i mean uh theres going to be a halloween party at my place want to join"

she noded ofc she did it flash "on one condition i want peter and Ned to join"

flash groaned and nodding his head he left she looked back at us and smiled sweetly and left

"oh my gosh we just got invited to a party!!!" i looked at him "i dont think im going" he shot a look at me like a `wtf you mean you're not going bish"

after him bothering me non stop i accepted to go

time skip

no ones pov

when peter got to the party his eyes met with y/n's y/e/c eyes after a few hours they went into a room and sat down with comfortable

silence "i never knew you went to parties" she giggled "well this is my first my dad never lets me go to any hes very overprotective" peter nods his head "i would be the same if i had a daughter" they kept on talking until it got to a very sexual topic "have you ever had sex before?" peter chocked on my air until he shook my head

"me neither" and that's where they are making out there tongues exploring each others mouths as they got on top of the bed y/n unzips her (spider man) costume

when it came fully off peter couldn't help but admire her body

his hand went up to her breasts hesitating and looked up for aprovel as she looked at him nodding peter started massaging her breast as he tried to un-clip the bra having some trouble and able to succeed

he attacked her right breast sucking licking while his left hand massaged her left breast before backing away to kiss her stomach and grabbing her panties pulling them down and seeing how wet she is he went down and eating her out

her moans surrounded the room but there was music in the background blocking it from the others

peter put a finger in her then slowly putting his other looking at her face he thought he was in heaven right now.he pumped his fingers in a okay pace "i-is this good..?" "mhm it feels so good" as she puts her hand in his hair pushing him more to her he felt proud to pleasure her and started to suck her cilt

she soon came whining and he got up and saw her sit him down on the bed as soon as she got on her knees she unzipped his pants slowly teasing him and she pulled his pants with his boxers off

she licked his tip making him wimpier and tried to take him all in without gaging he tried not to lift his hips to hurt her but he couldn't help it he jerked his hips up taking by surprise "sorry but it feels so g-good" both of his hand went to her hair pulling her away and laying her down on her stomach

he stroked himself a few time s before going inside slowly (forgetting the damn condoms)he makes sure she okay but it felt so tight and warm he pulled out sitting her down on his lap

she feels a bit of pain as he goes back in before he bottom's out "are you okay or do you need some time?" she starts ridding him slowly as she whimpers because of the pain peter puts his thumb on her clit and rubbing circles trying to calm her down

after a few minutes she starts ridding him a lot faster moaning his name whining and peter just having to feel the pleasure was so overwhelming in a good way as he gripped on her hips so tight it might have left marks as he attakes her neck bitting her giving her hickeys

as they felt there climax coming going even faster now

peter held his as hard as he could as y/n came screaming and moaning his name as he pulled out stroking himself but y/n had other plans she moved his hands away as she got on her knees and put his dick between her boobs sqwishing them as he lifts his hips fast running to catch his climax

y/n put her tongue out as peters tip taps her tongue making him whine as soon as he cums she wraps her mouth on his tip as his hot cum shoots out and swallows opening her mouth to show she drank it all

after that they went back home both of them so happy about what just happened knowing that,that was the best Halloween.

ima go to sleep cause im tired byeeeee

[cringywhitedragon]

Some Halloween TC Rambles/Headcannons

It’s spooky season so to celebrate why not share some little bite-sized ramble ideas for some of the TC/TT cast for the spooky season

Being in the hospital can suck, especially for children during the holidays. Caduceus is well aware of that which is why both of the US (To fix the discrepancy in New Blood, I head-cannon that Caduceus has 2 branches in America, Caduceus USA East (Maryland) and Caduceus USA West (Angeles Bay)) and the European branches like to hold a little day of celebration. Staff will decorate the halls and most of the children patients will get the chance to participate in little activities related to the season. That even includes a little trick-or-treating event.

Dr. Niguel isn’t a big fan of the whole tradition unlike the rest of the staff as he usually just spends the whole day cooped up in his lab. Though it hasn’t stopped him one year from using a small pumpkin to test out a new surgical laser he was working on that then proceeded to sit on his desk proudly for the rest of the week leading up to Halloween or the rare thank you Leslie got when she decided to bring him the leftover candy from that year’s hospital trick-or-treat.

Tyler and Amy often go out trick or treating together when he can with this little tradition beginning as far back when she was just a toddler. Though this did get put on pause when Amy came down with GUILT but it didn’t stop them from finding other ways to celebrate together (Though there was a bit of somberness about in Tyler’s eyes at the possibly that Amy wouldn’t recover, yet that all changed after Derek came around and well you know the rest.)

Resurgum does have some similar traditions for Halloween a bit like Caduceus but on a lesser scale because they are a much smaller hospital.

While it’s not one of the busiest holidays in terms of calls, Maria Torres still gets a handful of strange cases that she and the other paramedics have to respond to that involve people doing stupid stuff sometimes. But hey, at least it’s not Christmas, The 4th of July, or Black Friday which often tend to be a whole lot worse.

Naomi, similarly to Victor, wasn’t really one who paid much attention to Halloween until Alyssa came into her life. The two went trick-or-treating one year with Alyssa dressed as a cat and Naomi has become known by several children who trick-or-treat in the neighborhood as the house that hands out those types of candies that look like eyeballs and fingers and whatnot (But hey, the kids, manly the boys, love it)

And just one more just for fun. About a year after the whole GUILT Pandemic, Derek had invited Angie to his place one Halloween after their shift had ended just to hang out when a group of kids passed by. One of them recognized Dr. Stiles as the one who had saved his dad which lead to the poor doctor to get surrounded by the boy and his friend group who were just in awe. When asked by Angie on what his costume was supposed to be, the kid responded that he was dressed as a doctor like his hero. Angie would not let poor Derek live that down.

[naffeclipse]

Aaaaa idk if it's been mentioned before but how would the cryptid boys enjoy Halloween? Maybe y/ns at some park and they get trick or treaters at the rv

Oh, the boys love the little trick-or-treaters! Y/N would absolutely set up their airstream near a park so anyone passing by can grab some sweets out of Moon's candy bowl. The boys would wear a simple costume over the animatronic vessel, perhaps a medieval court jester for the occasion, and Y/N would be a king/queen/royalty. The boys would compliment all the little one's costumes and act frightened if any toddler said "Boo!" They're also watching very carefully for anyone who'd dare make mischief upon the children on this festive night.

And if someone was foolish enough to attempt to lead a child away with the promise of candy with the intent to harm, they would take great pleasure in making this night the last they ever dare touch a little one.

[f1-disaster-bi]

Spooky/Autumn Prompts

"It was a dark and stormy night." "It's literally 76 and sunny outside."

For norstappen? <3

"It was a dark and stormy night.....", Lando lowered his voice, speaking dramatically as Max watched him from the doorway. There was nothing he loved more than watching Lando read to their children. Their twins eyes were laser focused on Lando, watching and waiting for Lando to do all the voices that they loved. Lex was clutching his stuffed dog close to him, mouth a little open as he hugn on Lando's every word. Sam had his blankie pulled around him and thumb in his mouth. They had been working on weening them off of their dummies, but when Sam was tired, he always put a thumb or fingers in his mouth. Max could have easily walked across the room to gently pull it from his mouth, but he didn't. He didn't want to disturb the magic Lando was weaving as he continued on with a toddler friendly Halloween tale. Halloween was all that the twins were talking about now that they were a bit older and understood it. They already had their costumes picked and hanging in their wardrobes, just waiting for their pre-schools Halloween party before the break and Max knew Lando had his camera ready to capture as many pictures as possible. After another few moments, Max finally stepped away from the doorway to help Lando settle the boys down for their nap. It was easy to do. They took after Lando in that once they were asleep, they were dead to the world. "A halloween story? On a day like today?", Max teased softly as he wrapped his arms around Lando, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "It's literally over twenty degrees outside and sunny" "It's still spooky season", Lando whisper argued back at him, "And everyone loves Meg and Mog" Max didn't argue back as Lando pulled him out of the room with one last lingering look back at their sleeping boys.

[corneliaavenue-ao3]

When Harry Potter was born, he knew nothing of prophecies or horcruxes. The name Tom Riddle meant absolutely nothing to him. He knew of a woman with long, copper hair and green eyes and a tall man with messy, black hair. He knew of three pairs of hands that were the hands of his uncles. He knew what snuggles were and he knew what it felt like to have a body with only one soul. 

When Harry Potter celebrated his first Halloween, he knew nothing of trolls in the dungeons or Death Day Parties. He knew nothing of petrified cats and words written in blood by a girl who has no control over her own body. Goblets of Fire meant nothing to him at this time and what the consequences could be if his name were to ever come out of one. Instead, he only knew of the orange costume his mum put him in that made him look like a pumpkin, and the painted face of his dad that made him look like a skeleton.

When Harry Potter celebrated his first Christmas, he knew nothing of coal in stockings and shoelaces as presents. He didn’t know what it felt like to watch his cousin open up his 25th present while he cooked Holiday brunch in the kitchen. He didn’t know what a belt was or how it could be used as a punishment if the bacon came out a little too crispy for his uncle’s liking. He only knew of stockings filled with toys, and 25 kisses from each one of his parents. He only knew of his mum’s (off key) singing of muggle Christmas carols as she helped his dad cook Christmas brunch. 

When Harry Potter played with the big black dog, he knew nothing of the grim. He did not know the scared feeling of being chased by bulldogs owned by his uncle’s sister. He knew nothing of magical prisons and unjust criminal systems nor was he aware of The Ministry of Magic and the secrets that lie within its walls. He didn’t know how thin the dog could become after being starved for 12 years. He knew only of piggyback rides and wet, slobbery kisses. 

When Harry Potter celebrated his first birthday, he knew nothing of letters addressed to a boy who lived in a cupboard under the stairs. He was not friendly with spiders and their cobwebs littering his bedroom. He did not know about drawing birthday cakes in the dirt with eleven candles on them. He only knew of toddler sized broomsticks that he could chase the family cat around the living room with. He knew of a big cake baked by “Ma” that ended more on the floor and his face than it did his own mouth. 

When Harry Potter woke up on his second Halloween, he knew nothing of death. The name Tom Riddle still meant nothing to him, and he did not know that green flashing lights were a sign of evil. He did not know how devastating a betrayal from a best friend could be. Most importantly, he did not know the sound of his own mother’s screams. Instead he only knew the bright colors his dad would shine above his crib as his mum told him a bedtime story. He only knew “Pea” as a surrogate uncle, just like “Serus” and “Reem.” Most importantly, he only knew the sound of his mother’s laugh.

When Harry Potter was left on the doorstep of his aunt and uncle’s house, he knew nothing of abuse. He knew nothing of his cousin’s fists or the silly, little game called “Harry Hunting.” He knew nothing of negligent teachers who ignored the obvious signs of mistreatment. Instead he only knew the stars that twinkled like the bearded man’s eyes and the flying motorcycle in the night sky. He only knew the faint cheers from wizards and witches all across Great Britain celebrating the death of the man he now shared a soul with.

He knew nothing yet of what was to come.