Bite Sized Bits of Fic

Wuthering Heights, Catherine/Heathcliff, Heathcliff spends a cold night at Catherine’s grave

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Riverdale, Jughead/Betty, #secondchildhood - on their way to a costume party

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The Vampire Diaries, Damon/Elena, The Salvatore children want to know why they aren’t allowed to dress up as vampires on Halloween.

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“Moooom!”

Elena gripped the knife hilt harder. “Damon,” she said as calmly as she could. “It was your idea to give the kids sugar before dinner. Please go see why they are screaming.”

Her husband got up, pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “I’m sure it’s nothing that you need to be stressing about.”

She just stopped herself from stabbing the knife into the cutting board as more high pitched screaming echoed. “Please go stop your children from killing each other.”

“Yes, dear.”

A minute later, she could hear squealing from the other room and then Damon’s voice. With a sigh, she picked the knife up from where she’d set it. “Damon? Please do not…” she gave up as another yell echoed from the other room. “He’s a bigger child than they are,” she informed the golden retriever curled up by the door.

As she slid the pan into the oven, Damon galloped into the kitchen. Sydney was chasing after him while Scott clung to Damon’s neck, laughing with glee. Elena turned to see Sydney grab at her father and brother. “Okay, out of the kitchen,” Elena said with her own laugh.

“Mommy?” Sydney said as Damon swung around.

“Yes?” Elena asked. She moved around her laughing family to pull salad things out of the fridge.

“Daddy said we can’t dress up as vampires for Halloween. Why?”

Elena froze. She and Damon had discussed telling the kids about having been vampires, but they had planned to wait until the kids were older. “Well,” she said, setting the salad things on the counter. “Many years ago, your dad and I made some mistakes. We…”

“Your mom and I used to be vampires,” Damon broke in. “And we don’t want to be reminded of that by having you dress up like those Hollywood vampires.”

Scott wiggled himself loose from Damon’s grasp. “You were a vampire? So cool!”

Elena chuckled. “Yeah. Cool isn’t exactly the word I would use.”

“Will you tell us more?” Sydney asked.

Elena met Damon’s eyes, visions of all the mistakes and choices and good times passing between them. “Yeah,” she said. “We will.”

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:) :) :)

Thank you for this great fill! Nicely done!

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Very welcome! Glad you enjoyed!

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Stargate Atlantis, John Sheppard, telling scary stories to the Athosian children

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“And when she went to close the door, she found the hook…” Sheppard paused for dramatic effect, “still hanging from the door handle.”

For a moment there was silence from the Athosian children before they burst into excited questions and some giggles. Sheppard sighed. He’d hoped that by telling the story to a younger group of Athosians, they would be properly scared.

“Uncle Ronon!” Torren yelled, jumping up from where he was sitting.

Sheppard twisted around, peering up at the taller Satedan. “Hey, come, sit down while I tell another story,” he invited.

“Uncle John’s stories are funny,” Torren explained.

Ronon picked the little boy up, tossing him over one broad shoulder before sitting down. He set Torren in his lap and looked at Sheppard, waiting expectantly.

“They aren’t supposed to be funny,” John grumbled. “They’re scary stories.”

Torren giggled. “They’re funny, Uncle John. Not scary at all.”

“Maybe Uncle Ronon can tell a scary story then,” John said.

“How about I tell you about one of the times I was running from the Wraith?” Ronon asked.

John allowed a couple of the kids to crawl into his lap as Ronon began to spin his story. As he listened, he realized why his stories would never be scary to the kids. They were living a horror story.

Edited Date: 2018-04-01 01:15 am (UTC)

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All too plausible, really. When you're dealing with life-sucking space vampires, the hook man loses a little of the scare factor. Great job with this, I really like it! (Also, John trying to scare little kids! LOL!) Thank you!

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It really is. Those life-sucking space vampires are much scarier than a made up story. I'm pretty sure John is going to be clutching those kids tight by the end of Ronon's story. Welcome!

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The Orville, ensemble, the humans try to explain Halloween to the non-humans

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Stargate Multiverse, Any, trick-or-treating

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Marvel Cinematic Universe, Bucky Barnes, he tries not to go out on Halloween because all those people in costume make him uneasy

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“You sure you don’t want to go with us?” Steve asked Bucky one last time as he prepared to head out and meet the other Avengers. They were planning to visit the children’s wards at various hospitals before dropping in on a local orphanage.

Bucky shook his head. “No thanks. I’ll visit another day.”

Steve paused, studying his oldest friend. “Do you feel we don’t want you?”

“I know I’m welcome. It has nothing to do with where you’re going or who you’re going with.”

Steve frowned at his words. He was confused why Bucky was refusing to go if he was willing and knew he was welcome. They’d made strides since Bucky had returned from Wakanda and although he didn’t always fight alongside the Avengers, he did more often than not. “Then why?” he questioned.

“It’s Halloween, Steve,” Bucky attempted to explain.

“Which is why we’re going to the hospital,” Steve replied slowly as if confused by Bucky’s statement.

Bucky got up, crossing the room to Steve, and placing a hand on Steve’s shoulder. “I understand,” he told his oldest friend. “But I’d rather not take a chance on doing something I’ll regret because I reacted to something that made me uneasy tonight.”

Steve stared at him for a minute. “I never considered that.”

“I did. And I’ll miss the kids, but I know you and the others will bring lots of pictures. And like I said, I’ll go see them in a few days.” A brief smile flittered across his lips. “So go have fun. FRIDAY and I are going to have a good evening.”

Steve hugged his best friend tightly. “Have a good night. I’ll see you when I get home.”

Bucky nodded and headed back to the couch as Captain America headed out the door.

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Aww! Look at Bucky, knowing his limitations. And Steve hugging him and accepting that without a fuss. All the happy boys!

Thank you so much!

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I think Bucky would be leery at first and not doing things because he'd be worried about hurting people. And then he'd know what he'd be able to deal with and what he wouldn't. And Steve... so happy to have his friend back, eventually would accept. And understand to a point because he didn't always want to be with people.

Welcome!

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Any, any m/m, couples costume

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cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Supernatural, weechesters, dean takes sammy trick or treating

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“Dad, you gonna be back tonight?” Dean asked into the phone hanging on the wall of the motel room they were staying at. “It’s just that it’s Halloween . . .” His voice trailed off as John barked at him from the other end and then hung up. His shoulders slumped as he replaced the receiver on its cradle. Another Halloween without their dad. To him, that was fine. It wasn’t a big deal. But, to a kid like Sammy, it was. Sam would be back soon and probably expecting to go trick-or-treating. He really didn’t want to see the heartbroken look on Sam’s face when he realized their dad wasn’t here. When it all hit that he didn’t have a costume and he wasn’t going trick-or-treating. What kind of father did that? John Winchester, that’s the kind of father, Dean thought to himself.

With no real time to spare he made his way to the motel office. He looked at the older lady tending the desk. She smiled at him, a sympathetic smile. “What can I help you with dear?” She asked kindly. “My brother.” He sighed. “My brother doesn’t have a costume, I was hoping maybe I could go through the lost and found box?” He asked, hoping she would say yes. “Help yourself.” she said, pointing to the box. “Not much in there, though.” she said, then muttered to herself, ‘shameful, not being here for his boys, no costume for the younger one’. Dean looked through the box seeing she was right, there wasn’t much in there and what was, he wouldn’t let Sammy touch. He drew back his hands, wiping them on his pants. “Thanks anyway.” He called to her as he left. He got back to their room ten minutes before Sam did. He sat on the bed, waiting to deal Sam that gut wrenching blow. He listened as Sam bounded up the steps, at eleven he was still an enthusiastic kid. The door swung open and Sam stepped in, a smile on his face. “Halloween’s tonight.” He simply said.

Dean shook his head, not trusting his voice. He stood walking closer to Sam. “Yeah, about that.” He was interrupted by a knock at the door. He moved past Sam to answer it. A look of surprise on his face when he saw the office lady standing there, holding a bag. “Sorry, it took me so long.” She said and shoved the bag into his hands and left. Dean opened it, seeing an unopened Halloween costume in the bag. “What is it?” Sam asked, curiosity in his voice. Dean closed the door and turned to him, handing him the bag.

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Sam took it and looked in. Dean watched as a smile appeared on his brother’s face. “This is so cool.” Sam said as he dropped the bag and held up the vampire costume. “Yeah, it is.” Dean agreed. “I’m gonna go get changed.” Sam said, practically running into the bathroom. When he emerged, he was dressed in the costume, complete with vampire teeth, white face paint with streaks of red for blood at the corners of his mouth and his hair was slicked back. He drew the cape up over one arm and across his face trying to mesmerize Dean. “I vant to suck your blood.” And both boys started laughing at his impression of a vampire. “When do we go?” Sam asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Sundown. Not too long to wait.” Dean said, keeping an eye on the clock.

At seven o’clock Dean looked at his brother. “Okay, Sam let’s go.” He watched as Sam shot up from the couch and ran to the door. “I gotta stop by the office, then we can go.” Dean said, grabbing Sam’s hand. Dean stepped into the office to find the lady still there and dragged Sam in. She took out a Polaroid and proceeded to take several pictures of Sam and Dean. She gave one to Sam, letting him swing it back and forth while the picture appeared. Dean inched closer to the woman. “Thank you.” He said, green eyes tearing at the kindness of a complete stranger. She patted his shoulder and handed him a couple of the pictures and a plastic glow in the dark treat bag for Sam to collect candy in. “You stay safe but have fun.” She said as they left the office. “Go up Hemlock, they have the best candy.” She called out to them before returning to the desk.

Dean watched as Sam raced from one house to the other, collecting candy. He joined in with a group of kids, moving in a pack from street to street as Dean followed closely behind. He heard his brother’s laughter. For once, Sam got to be a kid, not the new kid or the freak kid. But, just a kid out in a costume trick-or-treating like every other kid. Dean shoved his hands into the packets of his jacket and his left hand fell on the photo. He ran his thumb over it the corner of it, knowing he’d have this to remember tonight by.

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Oh my gosh, how adorable!! The desk lady is a fairy godmother, being so sweet to the boys! I love a happy ending!!! This just made my rainy night!!! Bless your heart, love!!! Thank you for this holloween goodie! Hugs!¡!!!!!!!

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They deserved a happy ending for a change. Really glad you liked it. You're welcome.

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Aw, this was really cute!

Definitely a feel-good fic. :)

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Thank you. Glad you liked it.

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Thanks, glad you liked it.

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Hannibal, any, sometimes murder scenes get mistaken for really elaborate Halloween decorations

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It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown, Linus, he finally sees the Great Pumpkin

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Harry Potter, any muggle or muggleborn +/ any pureblood, introducing the pureblood to muggle Halloween traditions

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any, any, sexy Halloween costumes gone wrong

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Star Trek: DS9, Jake Sisko +/ Nog, Jake takes Nog trick or treating around the station

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