2 Halloween ficlets
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holiday_promptsTitle: Her Demon
Author:emotional_support_demon
Prompt: Demon/Devil (Halloween Table/build your own)
Rating: PG
Fandom: WWE
Character(s): Kane, Lita
Pairing(s): Lita/Kane
Summary: Things Lita has learned about her new husband
Warnings/Notes: Set during Kane and Lita's kayfabe marriage.
The first thing Lita learned about her husband was that he was truly a man in torment- that much wasn't a mind game played with his enemies or a play acted out for the fans in the audience. The things inside him that she'd taken to be heartlessness, cruelty, and maliciousness weren't really Kane at all; it was the demon, and the demon and Kane were two completely different creatures.
The second thing Lita learned about her husband was that though he had learned to control the demon that screamed in his head and burned through his veins, she was the thing that both strengthened his composure and challenged his hold on his own personality the most. She supposed it made sense, the way she purposely antagonized him at one moment just watch to the flames dance behind his eyes but then, in the privacy of their hotel room, clung to him and cried for their baby as he whispered to her and kissed her softly. Maybe she was more than one creature, too.
The latest thing Lita had learned about her husband was that she, too, could command the demon inside him. He was practically her very own attack dog; all she had to do was point out the injustice done to her, to them, and Kane would simply destroy the prey, muscles rippling and nostrils flaring. The demon took its toll on Kane, she knew, but at the moment its devotion to her was coming in handy- he'd even gone after Trish, after all.
She couldn't eliminate him. She would never have a nice, normal husband, but as Kane shifted in his sleep, his head coming to rest on her breast, she smiled and stroked his smooth pate. No, she couldn't eliminate the demon, but there was a chance she could reform him. She kissed his head. He was her demon.
Title: A Little Short
Author:emotional_support_demon
Prompt: Costume
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Pretty Little Liars
Character(s): Hanna Marin, Lucas Gottesman
Pairing(s): Hanna/Lucas (friendship/one-sided)
Summary: Hanna agrees to go as Lucas' plus one to a scifi-themed Halloween party.
Warnings/Notes: Canon-divergent from early Season 7 (basically there will not be a Haleb reunion in my perfect world)
It unnerved him that he couldn't hear her pace outside the bathroom door. He knew she was doing it, but he couldn't hear the tell-tale click of stiletto against hardwood and he couldn't remember the last time Hanna had pronounced herself "ready" that she had not been wearing at least four-inch heels. He tried to calm himself by remembering the sexy, teasing little glint in her eye when she'd promised she'd find a suitable costume to accompany him to his buddy's sci-fi-themed Halloween party. The lack of heels just means she took the theme seriously. She's not going to be going as "Sexy Hermione" or anything. Not that he'd mind. Very much exactly the opposite. But seriously, the atrocities he'd seen visited upon the poor Hogwarts uniform during college Halloween parties...
"You know, I thought it was the girl who supposed to take forever getting ready," she called from the hallway, and Lucas winced. He'd only worn the costume once before, and he didn't remember it being this tight. Maybe something was backward? It wasn't the world's most forgiving choice of character. A few clicks and twists later he thought he was done, and he looked at himself in the mirror. Good. He looked good. With a quick spray of cologne (not in costume, but he knew Hanna would notice; she always noticed when he smelled good), he grabbed his helmet and exited the bathroom. He had barely entered the living room when he heard an amused voice drawl, "Aren't you a little short for a Storm Trooper?"
His eyes flew up, and he immediately regretted his choice of costume. Why didn't I invest in the Han Solo costume instead? he asked himself as his mouth went dry.
Because you never thought you'd have a Princess Leia, his brain responded, just as Hanna stood from where she'd been lounging against the arm of the sofa, spread her arms, and did a little spin.
"So, are you impressed or what?"
The only thing wrong with the costume was her blonde hair. Otherwise... the gold bikini was shaped exactly the right way (he should know, he'd dreamed of it often enough), the maroon of the skirt was just sheer enough. Hanna Marin had pulled off an absolutely perfect slave Princess Leia, from the makeup to the little flat ankle boots.
Lucas blinked and swallowed over the thickness in his throat. "It's absolutely perfect, Han. You look gorgeous," he added before his brain could catch up to his mouth.
Hanna smiled shyly before looking up at him and (he assumed) subconsciously licking her lips.
Oh, God, Lucas thought, wincing. This is definitely the wrong costume to get an erection in.
Author:
emotional_support_demonPrompt: Demon/Devil (Halloween Table/build your own)
Rating: PG
Fandom: WWE
Character(s): Kane, Lita
Pairing(s): Lita/Kane
Summary: Things Lita has learned about her new husband
Warnings/Notes: Set during Kane and Lita's kayfabe marriage.
The first thing Lita learned about her husband was that he was truly a man in torment- that much wasn't a mind game played with his enemies or a play acted out for the fans in the audience. The things inside him that she'd taken to be heartlessness, cruelty, and maliciousness weren't really Kane at all; it was the demon, and the demon and Kane were two completely different creatures.
The second thing Lita learned about her husband was that though he had learned to control the demon that screamed in his head and burned through his veins, she was the thing that both strengthened his composure and challenged his hold on his own personality the most. She supposed it made sense, the way she purposely antagonized him at one moment just watch to the flames dance behind his eyes but then, in the privacy of their hotel room, clung to him and cried for their baby as he whispered to her and kissed her softly. Maybe she was more than one creature, too.
The latest thing Lita had learned about her husband was that she, too, could command the demon inside him. He was practically her very own attack dog; all she had to do was point out the injustice done to her, to them, and Kane would simply destroy the prey, muscles rippling and nostrils flaring. The demon took its toll on Kane, she knew, but at the moment its devotion to her was coming in handy- he'd even gone after Trish, after all.
She couldn't eliminate him. She would never have a nice, normal husband, but as Kane shifted in his sleep, his head coming to rest on her breast, she smiled and stroked his smooth pate. No, she couldn't eliminate the demon, but there was a chance she could reform him. She kissed his head. He was her demon.
Title: A Little Short
Author:
emotional_support_demonPrompt: Costume
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Pretty Little Liars
Character(s): Hanna Marin, Lucas Gottesman
Pairing(s): Hanna/Lucas (friendship/one-sided)
Summary: Hanna agrees to go as Lucas' plus one to a scifi-themed Halloween party.
Warnings/Notes: Canon-divergent from early Season 7 (basically there will not be a Haleb reunion in my perfect world)
It unnerved him that he couldn't hear her pace outside the bathroom door. He knew she was doing it, but he couldn't hear the tell-tale click of stiletto against hardwood and he couldn't remember the last time Hanna had pronounced herself "ready" that she had not been wearing at least four-inch heels. He tried to calm himself by remembering the sexy, teasing little glint in her eye when she'd promised she'd find a suitable costume to accompany him to his buddy's sci-fi-themed Halloween party. The lack of heels just means she took the theme seriously. She's not going to be going as "Sexy Hermione" or anything. Not that he'd mind. Very much exactly the opposite. But seriously, the atrocities he'd seen visited upon the poor Hogwarts uniform during college Halloween parties...
"You know, I thought it was the girl who supposed to take forever getting ready," she called from the hallway, and Lucas winced. He'd only worn the costume once before, and he didn't remember it being this tight. Maybe something was backward? It wasn't the world's most forgiving choice of character. A few clicks and twists later he thought he was done, and he looked at himself in the mirror. Good. He looked good. With a quick spray of cologne (not in costume, but he knew Hanna would notice; she always noticed when he smelled good), he grabbed his helmet and exited the bathroom. He had barely entered the living room when he heard an amused voice drawl, "Aren't you a little short for a Storm Trooper?"
His eyes flew up, and he immediately regretted his choice of costume. Why didn't I invest in the Han Solo costume instead? he asked himself as his mouth went dry.
Because you never thought you'd have a Princess Leia, his brain responded, just as Hanna stood from where she'd been lounging against the arm of the sofa, spread her arms, and did a little spin.
"So, are you impressed or what?"
The only thing wrong with the costume was her blonde hair. Otherwise... the gold bikini was shaped exactly the right way (he should know, he'd dreamed of it often enough), the maroon of the skirt was just sheer enough. Hanna Marin had pulled off an absolutely perfect slave Princess Leia, from the makeup to the little flat ankle boots.
Lucas blinked and swallowed over the thickness in his throat. "It's absolutely perfect, Han. You look gorgeous," he added before his brain could catch up to his mouth.
Hanna smiled shyly before looking up at him and (he assumed) subconsciously licking her lips.
Oh, God, Lucas thought, wincing. This is definitely the wrong costume to get an erection in.
