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catubarca · 5 years

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Harry Potter Next Generation Headcanons

im bored. im full of emotions, and am rly missing the HP world... i just want to write down my headcannons for the next gen kiddos tbh.

please remember these are just my opinions? its okay if yours are different. im just bored and want to share my thoughts,,

Teddy Lupin

his name is Theodore Remus “Teddy” Lupin. it’s just what it is

I don’t care what JKR says, to me his name will always be Theodore

i can’t do this “Edward” stuff im so sorry,,,

h u f f l e p u f f

proper school uniform? never heard of it

messy hair, messy clothes

punk rock child

we’re talking like,,,at least two (2) lip piercings ok

absolutely terrible in herbology. do not leave this child alone in a greenhouse, bad things happen

fuckin hoards chocolate

its a problem

dating Victorie Weasley

random bursts of dancing

keeps a lock of hair pink for his mother

lives with the Potters, enjoys pretending to be Ginny to ground his siblings

“Lily, why aren’t you coming out of your room? Dinner’s ready?” “You said I’m grounded! You tell me!” “What? Oh, for the- THEODORE REMUS LUPIN-“

s m i r k s

effortlessly cool,,, but so so dorky,,, in a cool way

Victorie Weasley

ravenclaw!

looks a lot like her mother, Fleur, but inherited those Weasley freckles

a little confused a lot of the time

absolute sweet tooth (teddy abuses this fact a lot)

Mom Friend™

will help you with your homework

always got a book on her

super beautiful and like,,,, the absolute nicest person,,, but

cannot dance

like at all

adores Charms class

a softie you don’t want to cross

“I’m the oldest”

Dominique Weasley

inherited the Classic Weasley Red Hair™

idolises her Uncle Charlie

“I wanna save animals and work with cool dragons, just like Uncle Charlie does!”

Bill almost has a heart attack

always bringing stray animals home

(“is that a lizard in your pocket, Dominique?” “Yes! His name is Blob.” “You know how your father’s afraid of reptiles, sweetheart, you can’t bring it inside.”)

Gryffindor child

favourite class is definitely Care of Magical Creatures, she and Hagrid like to talk about proper care methods for rare creatures

perpetual dirt stains

BIG middle child vibes

doesn’t really label her sexuality… just kinda does what she wants rly

all the pets in Hogwarts love her

rumours are she’s got an innate, natural magical ability to make them all love her

(she feeds them under the table)

it’s a mystery

big advocate for animal rights

f e m i n i s t

willing to throw hands at all times

usually all smiles though

one of those people who use their whole bodies to laugh

kind of an accidental heartthrob

romcoms

Louis Weasley

looks the most like his mother

ravenclaw

absolutely filled with curiosity. always reading or talking or learning

random facts

(how do you even find that sort of information?

you don’t want to know)

coffee boy

sort of musically talented?

he and James Sirius preach the importance of skincare to all who will listen

secretly full of sass and dry wit

vry graceful and fluid

e y e r o l l

awkward smiles? can never smile properly in photos

on the ravenclaw quidditch team

Ravenclaw Prefect

(“You might be older, but I’m taller.” “Fuck off!”)

only watches High Quality™ tv shows/media

kind of a disaster, despite the gracefulness

Molly Weasley

Classic red hair

comes across as a bit uptight, like her father

I don’t care what you think. (She really cares what you think.)

E y e b r o w s

death glares

drinks like 5 cups of coffee in the morning

studies,,, like a lot

definitely a Gryffindor though

mom jeans

always ready to debate a topic. will destroy opponents.

has been trying to start a successful Debate Club for like 4 years now

naturally falls into the position of a group leader

would be a teacher’s pet, if she wasn’t ready At All Times™ to debate the relevancy of the course syllabus or outdated teaching methods

got into a fight with Severus Snape’s portrait in Headmistress McGonagall’s office.

(Dumbledore’s portrait was laughing, until she turned and ragged on him for a bit. Minerva thought it was absolutely hilarious, so she just let Molly go at it for a while).

full of rage towards everything, but wears a very careful mask of aloofness

to calm down, she likes painting her nails

she’s very good at it

she’s also very good at painting and art in general, weirdly enough

Lucy Weasley

G R Y F F I N D O R

adores shitty puns and has a terrible sense of humour

brown hair, not red

loves to prank people, which makes her Uncle George very proud

Percy complains about her behaviour, but makes sure he knows he’s proud too

(charming all the cauldrons in the potions classroom to scream whenever they’re stirred takes a more complex understanding of spell work than one would expect).

a pit of a punk streak

rly loves hip hop

high key drama queen

does she ever stop yelling? we’re yet to find out

average grades in terms of theory, but she’s the best in terms of applying information

especially for her pranks

has allies throughout the castle, from the portraits to the students

the bigger the prank, the better

but is a firm believer in “confuse, don’t abuse”

all her pranks are mostly harmless

is a surprising lover of older literature, like Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, an influence of her sister

a bit rebellious

Fred Weasley II

name isn’t officially “the second”, but it sounds cooler

James Potter, Lucy Weasley, Molly Weasley and Fred Weasley are like the Marauders 2.0

says “squad” and “lit” unironically

niche humour

hipster vibes

avid music lover

smiley sunshine child

takes after his mother the most in looks, just like his sister

a chill type of gryffindor

plays quidditch, and is an excellent chaser, just like his mother

the absolute undisputed King™ of puppy-dog eyes

just,,,, beautiful

the True teacher’s pet

hands in his work on time,, asks lots of questions,,, likes helping students understand their work,, what a boy

can hella nyoom

runs so fast

look at him go

as you might expect, loves a good prank. always down for a laugh

Roxanne Weasley

Gryffindor and pROUD

absolute Queen tbh

was definitely Head Prefect or Gryffindor Prefect at some point

loved by the school

absolute legend

G I R L P O W E R

infectious laughter

has a soft spot for Louis Weasley and Scorpius Malfoy

these poor disaster children,,,, they need a Mother

M O M

big mom vibes

mothers the hell out of all the first years

a feminist through and through

can be found nodding aggressively to Molly Weasley’s semi-deranged, furious ranting

YAAAASS

loves slang. uses so much slang. always up to date with trends and memes

has all the gossip

becomes a mess around pretty girls

absolute blushing, stuttering disaster around cute girls oh my god

her eye make-up game is killer

sparkly

Distinguished Lesbian

Rosie Weasley

did someone say Weasley™?

red hair and freckles and curls oh my

on the autism spectrum, has trouble socialising sometimes

hella passionate about stuff

hangs out with Scorpius and Albus, the Golden Trio 2.0

f em ini st

her jokes are the best. high quality sense of humour.

Ravenclaw

likes to read. it’s quiet in the school library, which is nice.

abysmal at herbology

surprisingly good at Care of Magical Creatures though? Animals are just,,, so much easier to deal with

overall, really good grades though

bit of a silent type, but she’s actually a riot to hang out with

actually pretty good at quidditch? She’s not on the team, and she’s not super interested in playing, but?? She’s not bad??

She can land a solid hit with a beater’s bat

(eyes you judgementally over the top of a book)

dry wit humour

will throw hands over chess

Hugo Weasley

hufflepuff

unbeatable at chess, like his dad

a lost puppy

someone please help this child

softie

kind of low-key emotional

so supportive!! and loyal!! high-key best friend material

foodie. loves food. please feed him.

takes a bit more after his dad appearance wise

loves to cook. spends lots of time with grandma Molly and his dad in the kitchen

Professor Longbottom is his favourite professor, because he’s more chilled and laidback.

other professors and classes fill him with Distress™

loves astronomy too

maths whizz, so good at arithmancy

(“uh, actually-“)

a little bossy, like his mother

is trying so hard

maybe a little too hard

a bit insecure and nervous, but so soft

please treat this child carefully and with love

James Sirius Potter

Gryffindor

L O U D

a fucking disaster child

what’d you expect, putting “James” and “Sirius” together?

DRAMATIC GASPING

flails his hands around when he talks

s t r u t s

bisexual mess, had a crush on both the Longbottom children at some point

is better than you at everything

including being a different gender

fuck you that’s why

so pretty

he’s so pretty

is thIS CHILD EVER NOT LAUGHING AT SOMETHING OH My god

laughs at everything

all the time

always

high-key emotional

badly timed finger guns

looks like a model in photos? wtf?

gets invited to Girls Nights™

wears nail polish and makeup

loves to yell at people about gender roles and defying stereotypes

TEA SIS

not on the quidditch team surprisingly enough, even though he’s pretty good

prefers to be in the stands, doing A+ commentary on the games

if he can get Fred to stop mid-air due to unbearable, suffocating laughter at least once a game it’s a win in his books

has it OUT for the hufflepuff quidditch team and no one knows why??

definitely makes puns on his name

it drives everyone insane

harry always replies he’s just making his namesake proud

that also drives everyone insane

smug lil shit

Albus Severus Potter

“It’s just Al.”

S L Y T H E R I N

will always find a way to get what he wants, eventually

“dad, why did you name me this way?”

unimpressed

sigh

hella smart. is topping at least five classes

Aunt Hermione is his favourite. She’s the fucking Mistress of Magic! All that power, the ability to make change and improve the Magical World as a whole-

sass master

the reason headmistress mcgonagall keeps a bottle of scotch under her desk at all times

the only potter child to inherit The Eyes™

absolute insomniac

kind of emo, but turns into a fucking softie around Scorpius Malfoy it’s hilarious

adverse to violence. prefers a verbal beatdown method

really tall? despite having shorties for parents??? no one saw it coming

(especially not Teddy. He’s always scared of losing his last few inches of height)

Functional Gay

he’s on the slytherin quidditch team, as a seeker

Lily Luna Potter

Gryffindor

FEMINIST

do not mess with lily luna potter

she may seem cute and sweet, but she will destroy you

inherited her father’s black hair

disaster lesbian

transfiguration is her favourite subject, by far

has no idea what she wants to do with the rest of her life.

Existential Crisis Father-Daughter Bonding Time™

do you ever sleep?

takes after Ginny the most in personality

also, kind of the most like James Fleamont Potter in personality, too?

Loves to help her brother out with pranks, laughs at him when he gets caught and she gets away with it

The only one of the Potter Children who hasn’t got into a fight with Severus Snape’s portrait

because she just ignores him instead

loves talking to the portraits around the castle

Super good at Quidditch, is on the team as a Chaser

Quidditch Captain at some point

adores Hagrid, but who out of the Potter children doesn’t?

Idolises Minerva McGonagall

just as oblivious as her father

Scorpius Malfoy

Actually in Ravenclaw, not Slytherin, much to many people’s surprise

abSOLUTE DADDY’S BOY

super close with his dad

Draco is just so supportive of like everything he does (unlike his father)

classic blonde malfoy looks

actually really funny?

a cuddler. loves hugs. always leeching warmth off of someone

he and Rosie sometimes finger-tip-touch which is their version of a hug, because he know’s she’s not super comfortable with touch

was basically adopted by the Weasley’s and Potter’s

James Sirius will murder for this child

booknerd, always rambling to Al and Rosie about new books coming out he’s interested in reading.

has had a crush on Albus Potter since like 1st year

always worried about making his dad proud, and keeping up the Malfoy name

sweet tooth

he’s just,, soft. just a warm, happy child. he wants love, and affection. someone tell him he’s doing okay, please.

needs,,, validation,,,

he’ll tell you out loud that he has no favourite aunts or uncles, but he secretly really likes spending time with his Uncle Ron

they had a talk, once, in like the middle of the night at a sleepover with Rosie and Al, about feeling insecure in comparison to others, and learning to be proud of yourself for your achievements

there were a few tears, but it was nice

Ron was actually the third person he told, besides his dad and Rosie, about having a crush on Al

openly a disaster romantic. trash taste in romance novels.

always welcome in the Potter-Weasley households

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demonettea · 6 years

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Todokami week day three - Quirk Swap

Word Count: 1,195

It happened on a Tuesday evening. Multiple students from class 1-A had agreed that if they were to become Pro Heroes it was best to start learning about the people they may have to work with in future. Meaning that they also invited some of class 1-B to tag along. Some. Most of the day had been spent walking around the mall. They bought things here and there, and some of them ate almost a literal ton of shitty mall food. Not to mention that for some reason Kaminari seemed to cling from Ashido to Todoroki. But overall it was a good day.

That was, until the end of the day.

Of course, eventually everyone had to end up going their separate ways.

Shoto figured he would be walking home alone as always until he had noticed a familiar head of electric yellow hair. It was the cute Kaminari Denki from class 1-A. Turns out both he and Kaminari lived on the same street, therefore Shoto suggested that they walk home together as it was getting late and more likely for villains to attack them.

But speak of the Devil and he shall come, not even ten minutes later and they were faced with a very obviously deranged villain who gave some weird monologue about their quirks before attacking.

Shoto for the life of him could not figure out the villain’s quirk. He only managed to decode the fact that the villain was staying a far distance away from them, as if observing and not actually fighting.

Part-way through the battle, the villain had managed to land an attack on both of them simultaneously. Shoto felt a ray of... Something hit him. The attack didn’t hurt at all but it strangely gave him a rush of adrenaline. Even more strangely, despite the burst of energy, Shoto found himself unable to use his quirk, and by the looks of it so did Kaminari. The villain had somehow managed to erase their quirks, much like Mr. Aizawa.

The good thing about living in a residential area is that there are always many people around to call the cops. Almost as soon as they were unable to use their quirks they were practically surrounded by police cars, causing the villain to flee.

As the police were investigating the scene (luckily only minimal damage was caused) they had asked Shoto and Kaminari to stay for a few moments so they could answer some routine questions.

“Hey, are you doing okay?” Kaminari asked the second Shoto was alone. His face seemed full of concerned and Shoto appreciated the sweetness of this boy.

“I should be asking you that. You’re the one who almost overused your quirk,” Shoto pointed out. Kaminari seemed to shift uncomfortably.

“I probably would’ve until they erased it,” He mumbled. “Speaking of which, did you feel weird after that happened?”

“Not really. Except for the rush of adrenaline I didn’t really feel much else.”

“Weird. As soon as I got hit with that ray it was like my body couldn’t decide what temperature it was. I was hot, I was cold. Hell! I still feel like that!”

Shoto hummed in acknowledgement. “Could just be shock. Maybe you’ll feel better in the morning.”

When Shoto woke up that morning, he felt like he had more energy than he had ever had in his life. He felt as if he was almost bouncing as he walked. His sister pointed out that at one point he was literally vibrating at one point but he decided to ignore it. After all it was probably just a psychological reaction from being face-to-face with someone as insane looking as the villain last night.

As soon as he had got to UA, almost everyone had heard about the attack last night and were all asking Kaminari and Shoto if they were alright. Of course they were alright, they were heroes after all weren’t they?

Honestly, most of the day was uneventful for Shoto. They made it through their classes which seemed to go strangely fast compared to normal. He overheard complaints from Kaminari about still not being able to us his quirk which was incredibly peculiar. Don’t quirks such as erasure have a time limit or certain conditions? Then again he could just be being overdramatic. Then again Shoto hadn’t tried to use his quirk all day, maybe he should check to see if his still works.

That’s when All Might’s class came.

They were told they would be doing an activity similar to that of the one they had on the first day. There would be a team of two heroes attempting to rescue a person from a team of villains whilst in a maze. Simple.

Shoto had been paired up with Sero and were up against Kaminari and Ojiro. The exercise should have been simple. It really should have.

Originally he had planned on freezing the maze, until he remembered that he was also meant to be saving someone. He then planned to freeze his opponents in ice and simply free the person. Again, it should have been simple.

As they made their way through the maze, they came face to face with Kaminari. Shoto’s plan should’ve worked. He didn’t even hesitate when he raised his right hand to freeze Kaminari where he stood, but instead of ice, he was met with electricity. A tingling sensation at the ends of his fingertips that was travelling throughout his body as he used it. Once he had finally realized what was happening he stopped. And then he blacked out.

When he had come back to his senses, he was in Recovery Girl’s office, Kaminari sat at the end of his bed, genuine concern played upon his features. For a few moments he was confused until he remembered what had happened earlier.

“Todoroki! You’re okay!” Kaminari exclaimed, a large grin on his face. And yeah okay, even Shoto had to admit he was kinda adorable. Kind of a puppy-like adorable.

“Yeah... What exactly happened? And why are you here?” He asked, trying to find out any other details he could. Kaminari gave a nervous laugh.

“Well you know that erasure ray he got hit with last night? Turns out thy didn’t erase our quirks but like... Switched them around?”

“Wait, so are you telling me that you-” Shoto was interrupted as Kaminari raised the back of his right hand, showing of a patch of ice that had clung to his skin.

“I would’ve melted it off, but I don’t trust myself to literally handle fire,” he tried joking. But Shoto was still just trying to comprehend the situation.

After finding out they had swapped quirks, they agreed that they would help each other try to use them until they figured out a way to get their original quirks back. This, of course, involved many after school sessions of training. And that of course lead to a lot of bickering.

“Dude! You can’t just shoot it out like that!” Kaminari scolded him. “You’d electrocute everyone in a hundred mile radius!”

“Well sorry, I'm not exactly used to a quirk that’s so unpredictable.” Kaminari made a face at that.

“You use fire!”

Although, despite the arguments, Shoto can’t deny that he did eventually gain slow progress over his new quirk, as did Kaminari. But there was one training session that will stick around in Shoto’s mind for the rest of his life.

“Okay, stop. I feel like you’re just making fun of me here,” Kaminari pouted. Cute.

Although, Shoto’s annoyance reigned supreme. “Please do tell me what I'm doing wrong,” he said with gritted teeth. Then suddenly, Kaminari was up close and personal.

“You’re stance is way off,” he commented, placing a hand on the small of Shoto’s back. “It’s easier to get everything flowing if your back is straight.”

Weather Kaminari realized it or not, he was creating a strange tension in the air. He was right behind Shoto, his hands grabbing at his waist and him almost whispering instructions into Shoto’s ears. He knew that Kaminari was just trying to help him with a genuine issue, but why did it feel so personal?

“Are you okay du- Okay you’re face is red as hell,” Kaminari pointed out, instantly backing off. Shoto already missed the contact. “Are you all right?”

Shoto nodded immediately. “Yes. Can we just- just continue training?”

Kaminari seemed concerned for a moment but then let himself relax. Good, he didn’t catch on.

“Alright then,” Kaminari sighed, getting back into place right behind Shoto, hands seeming lower than before.

Shoto attempted to resume from the last stance he was in, Kaminari’s hands guiding both his back and his hips.

“Nice one dude!” Kaminari complemented. Shoto preened lightly at the praise. “And hey, if you continue like this then maybe I'll have to reward you, sweetheart.” There was suddenly a peck placed on Shoto’s cheek before Kaminari backed off entirely once more.

Wait, what?

#Todokami week 2018 #day 3 #Quirk swap #I would edit this more but my Mac is about to die #edit later

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talesmaniac89 · 7 years

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A Bunker Tradition

Summary: Sam x Reader - Sam and the reader sit down for their yearly Halloween tradition: A fluffy evening with snacks and horror movies.

Word Count: 2048

Triggers: None, just fluff

Y/N = Your name ¦ Y/H/C = Your hair colour

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“You got the salt?” You called out to Sam from the library as you readied your arsenal on the table. Setting up everything you’d need for the gory night. “You know I need my sodium for this,”

“Yeah, got it right here,” Sam’s voice was remarkably clear over the screams in the background, stopping your momentary survey of everything in front of you as you turned to face him, finding him in the doorway instead of in the kitchen where you thought he’d still be rummaging through the cupboards. “I got you cove… Hey! You started without me,” His boyish grin twisted into a childish pout as his eyes went from you to the TV screen behind you. The source of the screams as red splatters flashed across the screen.

“Don’t be such a baby. I didn’t start without you. This one’s just got a weird opening screen,” You said with a laugh, reaching out with greedy paws for the salted popcorn in his hands once Sam Winchester and the treats were within your reach. Dropping down onto the couch whilst still holding onto the bowl you made yourself comfortable before you looked up at him to continue. “You know how those strange cult horror movies are. They even go all out in the DVD menu,”

“Ok… As long as you didn’t start without me,” Sam said, still looking slightly dubious as he settled next to you on the couch, reaching for a beer among your traditional Halloween arsenal of sweets, snacks and drinks that were lined up on the table in front of you. Paired of course with a stack of the worst, most laughable cult horror movie dvd’s you’d been able to get your hands on.

It was finally the 31st of October, and that meant it was time for your traditional Halloween horror marathon with your boyfriend and fellow hunter, a certain Sam Winchester. This year you’d aimed to find the most laughable titles yet, with movies like Zombeaver and Pinocchio's Revenge being the crowning jewels on the near dangerously tall stack of movies. You loved this time of year, and after meeting and falling in love with Sam, Halloween night had somehow developed into your night as you opted to spend it indoors. With movies and enough snacks to make a dentist salivate instead of joining the older Winchester out on the town.

“So what’s this first one?” Sam asked, interrupting your thoughts as he pulled you closer, letting you lean up against his muscular body as you cuddled close on the couch. Your back was tight up against his chest as he rested his head against yours, both of you facing towards the star of the evening, the TV in the bunker. “Looks… Promising,”

“I thought we’d start with an easy box ticker,” You said with a grin as you twisted slightly to lock eyes with the gorgeous man whose arms you were protectively in. “It’s a slasher, at a college. Typical deranged killer style flick,” You added reaching down and hitting play as you laughed at the inevitable groan that left Sam. He pretended to hate them, but you knew he liked the cliched ones as much as you did. They made your horror bets and scare bingo games so much more fun.

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“It’s gonna be the two sorority sisters,”

You weren’t even a full ten minutes in before Sam spoke up, starting off the traditional games you normally played to make the movie night more fun. Though his statement was short and concise you didn’t need to ask. After all, it was always first and foremost a bet about who would die first, followed by a horror cliche count. The movie that ticked the most cliches got an honourary placement in your “So-bad-they’re-good” movie collection.

“No way, it’s gonna be the frat boy for sure,” You said, momentarily distracted from where you were munching popcorn and trying to pay attention to the movie by the way Sam’s long fingers played with the loose strands of your (Y/H/C) hair and tickled against the sensitive skin of your neck. “It’s only been a few minutes and he already annoys the hell out of me,”

“I’m sorry (Y/N), but no matter how much I love you, you’re completely wrong this time,” Sam said with an overacted sigh that had you laughing as you twisted to stick your tongue out at him. The big guy surprising you with a kiss on the forehead instead that made it feel as if your stomach was filled with butterflies, nay, tiny bats. ‘Tis the season and all that jazz.

Your witty reply however was lost as a groan came from the doorway, making both your boyfriend and you turn slightly to see the older Winchester lean up against the wooden frame, leather jacket already in his hand. Dean rolled his eyes as he looked from the two of you, cuddled on the couch and over at the awful acting happening on the screen in front of you.

“I still don’t get it,” Was all Dean seemed willing to say as he shrugged on his jacket, his fingers already around the keys to his precious baby. “Why stay in and watch bad movies on a night like tonight?”

“‘Cause they’re so bad they’re good!” You exclaimed excitedly, feeling the vibrations of Sam’s low rumbled laugh through his chest and into your back as you spoke.

“Yeah, you should try it Dean, they’re surprisingly fun to watch,” Sam added, backing you back as you straight up tired to do a “Come Play With Us” ala The Shining on the older hunter.

“No thanks, that’s not my thing. But you do you I guess. I mean after years of this I know better than to try and stop you,” Dean sighed with a shake of his head, as if the two of you were a lost cause already. “I’ll be out, I’m gonna see if I can find myself a Cat Woman. Tonight’s the night Sammy!” Dean added, with a final grin as he gave the two of you a nod and let your echoed laughs send him on his way.

“Well duh, it’s tradition!” You called out after his retreating back with a final chuckle before twisting back to where the college students were doing their boring backstory bit on the TV screen. Your own words, as well as Dean’s, not fully leaving you as you leaned back and rested your head against your boyfriend’s chest to look up at him. “How did we start this anyway?”

“What do you mean?” Sam asked, clearly kinda confused at your disjointed question. His slightly calloused fingertips reaching out to slide against your forehead and catch a few stray strands of hair that threatened to end up in your eyes.

“Our yearly Halloween marathon,” You supplied, closing your eyes for a moment to revel in his soft touch, the popcorn and movie forgotten and abandoned momentarily in front of you. Sam’s fingers, his feather light touches against your skin, were like magic to you. Soothing and numbing your always busy mind as you cuddled closer against him.

“Well… I mean I kinda started them on purpose…” Sam sounded almost shy as he spoke, his voice so low you wouldn’t have heard his murmured words if your head wasn’t resting against his chest catching the vibrations of his deep voice. “I might have been trying to… Y’know, get close to you,”

“Might have been?” You asked with a chuckle and a raised eyebrow before you turned until you were almost facing him, catching his hand and lacing his fingers with yours. A teasing smile on your lips as you watched the seasoned hunter’s ears redden as he played it off with a pretend glare that made him look more like a puppy trying to look tough.

“Ok, so I was definitely trying to get close to you,” Sam huffed, causing the thousand tiny bats in your stomach to do somersaults from the straight up admission. Before you could ask how exactly he’d tried to get close to you, Sam continued his little confession as his thumb painted circles against the back of your hand. His hazel eyes focused on the task in an attempt to hide his bashfulness. “The whole, horror movie marathon idea… Well, they said it would work online,”

“Online?” You couldn’t stop the surprised laugh that left you, leaving Sam to playfully squeeze your hand and roll his eyes at you. His soft, playful attempt at shutting you up didn’t work however as you teased him. “The Internet told you to woo me with horror movies?”

“No, yeah… I mean, not woo really, but loads of pages said to put on a scary movie, and just wait for you to… Y’know… Cling to me when you got scared,” Sam’s words were basically a quick, jumbled mess by the end of his sentence. The tips of his ears redder than the twizzlers on the coffee table.

“Sam… Dude… I’m a hunter,” You couldn’t stop laughing at your boyfriend’s confession. Sure, it was kinda cute, picturing him looking online for help on how to make you fall for him. You could almost picture that little furrow in his brow that he always got when he was deep in thought. Scrolling through page after page for tips and taking notes. Hell, it was an adorable mental image. Still, you were a good girlfriend. You never missed out on an opportunity to tease the man you loved. “I’d be pretty bad at my job if I couldn’t even handle some horror movie jump scares,”

Sam’s hand let go of yours to let his fingers trail over your sides. Dealing out a short tickle attack in revenge to tease a burst of high pitched laughter out of you before he wrapped his arms around you again. Though the way his actions had turned you in his lap until you couldn’t see his reddening features wasn’t lost on you.

“Shut up… You say that, but you don’t like Arachnophobia,” Though Sam was holding you close to hide his embarrassment from you, the pout was still audible in his voice. The slightly whiny tone in his voice only making your grin widen as you leaned back against his chest, cuddling closer. Your eyes were back on the screen where the clueless teenagers finally seemed to be doing something other than just party and create drama, though you weren’t really watching it.

“That’s because there’s spiders!” You shot back, copying his pouting tone and letting your fingers trail up and down his muscular arms where they were wrapped around your waist. “Like you’re one to talk. One word… It,”

“Clowns are unnatural ok?” Sam’s voice sounded so serious at that statement you couldn’t help but laugh as you twisted to place a sneaky kiss on his stubble covered cheek before turning back. God, how you loved that man. And though you wouldn’t admit to it, you’d kinda played with the thought back then, of acting kinda scared, just to be closer to him. Luckily you hadn’t needed to, as you’d naturally grown closer from your movie night and the many others that followed. You hadn’t needed tricks from the internet, you were meant to be.

“Sure they are Sam. Ronald McDonald is clearly a cold blooded killer,” You teased instead, keeping those little details to yourself as you actually refocused on the movie that had been momentarily forgotten during your little chat. Happy to see that some action finally seemed to be happening on the screen, with one of the actors doing that typical running whilst constantly looking over their shoulder cliche that practically screamed that the baddie would show up in front of them instead.

“He is!” Sam however didn’t seem to notice that your first Horror bet of the night was about to come to fruition on the screen, and if you knew your boyfriend, which you did, you knew he was about to start talking about serial killer clown cases any second.

“Yeah, yeah…” You laughed squeezing his arms in a half hug before nodding towards the TV. “Now pay attention.... The killer’s closing in on the frat boy,”

“What? No! Damn it,” Sam groaned, hugging you tighter as he returned his attention towards the TV. Your yearly tradition, one that had started from love, was definitely better than any fun trick and sweeter than any treat.

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