Halloween Special
The camera found Bucky walking out of the Dorms and into the lounge, his eyes on his phone as he walked right into a cobweb, his fight response suddenly bursting out as he flailed his hands to get rid of this cursed thing.
"WHAT THE HE-"
Bucky: *looks at the camera with a very tired yet deadly stare* Halloween.
Another camera by the entrance to the lounge caught Scott and Sam strutting in, a chortle leaving their lungs on watching Bucky struggle with the web. "Aha!" Sam clapped his hand in pure delight. "Looks like the web took its first victim."
"What the hell is this?!" Clearly, Bucky wasn't finding any of this funny, trying to jerk away remnants of the web stuck in his hair and on his metal arm.
"Your personal hell," Sam quipped.
"Shut up, Sam," Bucky hissed, while Scott tiptoed back to grab a ghoul mask from the kitchenette counter and put it on and come back to scare an unaware Sam.
Bucky furrowed his brows at Scott but didn't say anything, clearly wanting to see how it unfurled.
Sam was still teasing Bucky when Scott tapped on his shoulder and made Sam turn around to scream one high-pitched scream and punch him right in the nose.
Bucky:*smiles at the camera* Halloween
The Lounge, Later
"Oh my God! Ugh!"
You walked out in your PJs still not fully awake from sleep. The camera swivelled to the seating area to show Peter showing Loki how to make spooky pumpkins and ghoul jars. Both of them looked up to watch you shake your hand vigorously to get the cobwebs off them before walking towards them.
"Happy Halloween, Y/N!" Peter announced at the same time when Tony and Nat walked in with cartons of booze and snacks for the evening.
You rubbed your eyes and yawned a 'whatever' before coming to sit down next to Loki and take his mug of hot tea- which, as usual, was technically yours.
"Don't like Halloween?" Natasha asked you as she set down the stuff on the counter and took out a bottle of Kale juice from the mix.
"That juice is definitely scary," you replied, making Loki chuckle without looking up.
You:I've never celebrated Halloween before? Like partied or decorated with such fervour? I mean, *gestures at her surrounding* it's Halloween. The dead are supposed to rise today. What is the point of celebrating if you don't even get to see at least one ghost today?
*shrugs and shakes head* *sips tea*
Loki:I thought she was scared of ghosts. She had to sleep with Natasha the day we watched that movie about that scandalously ugly doll that... for some reason, a mother thought would be a good present for her daughter. *furrows brows with judgment and looks at the camera*
You:Oh! I'm definitely scared of ghosts. I just have no sense of self-preservation and love to make myself wet my pants in fear. Demons would be cool too. *nods*
"I'd rather see the dead rise," you commented.
"Keep up that attitude and one day all your exes will rise from their graves to pursue you once again," Tony stated, clinking his Kale juice bottle with Nat's. You turned to the camera and shuddered while Peter just shared a look of pure confusion.
"What about you, Loki?" Nat sat down and pointed her bottle at the God. "Ever celebrated Halloween before?"
Loki was already busy with a knife on the pumpkin in front of him. "Well, I have had the unfortunate luck of seeing my brother and father naked-" Tony looked at the camera with eyebrows raised in delightful surprise- "and also having to find out I was adopted, so...yes! I can say I have had the pleasure of celebrating all things terrifying.
You:*surprise still colouring your cheeks* *whispers* You really saw them naked?!
Loki: *looks at you before turning to the camera* I know I shouldn't have said that out loud.
You: *gasps* Can you still recall that memory? *winks at the camera* *presses her lips*
Loki: Oh my G- *scrunches her nose* *closes his eyes*
You: *giggles* Bet it's still vivi-
Loki: It's just like you walking in on Tony naked.
You: *goes blank for a second*
Loki: *smirks at the camera*
You:Oh my God! Ew! LOKI! *frowns with disgust*
Loki: *stands up and walks away*
You: Ew! Ew! Ew! I'm gonna kill you!
"We really need to get some Halloween juice in the two of you," Tony stressed.
"Oh, I'm already on it," Peter added, "Loki's helping me carve the pumpkins. Y/N is gonna take care of the decorations here in the lounge and then both of them are going to help Scott with the punch for the evening party."
You raised your mug in acknowledgement and leaned Loki's way to see what was going on with his pumpkin. The camera did not miss Tony's dad instinct on alert when he saw the space closing between the two of you.
"Huh," you affirmed the pumpkin carving, making Peter and the camera turn to watch Loki having carved a demonic face with the most daunting details- right down to the screaming faces on the horns.
"I love it," you complimented softly with a tender smile on your face turned towards the God, who mirrored your expression.
Peter, on the other hand, had his eyes wide at the pumpkin art.
Peter:*eyes still popping out* Well, that was not scary. At all. *chuckles* I can't believe I love it. *still chuckling* Even though it terrifies me so much.
Tony was literally counting the number of seconds you and Loki had been staring at each other since your compliment. "Okay-" he broke on the twenty-first second- "Y/N, decorations. Chop-chop."
"Right," you responded, your eyes still stuck on Loki, so was that smile, "I would need a Roomba. For...for decoration purposes. Ahem."
Loki raised his brow. Peter went blank with confusion. Natasha narrowed her eyes. Only Tony was the one who exhaled and tilted his head while looking at you.
"You're not drawing an ouija board on the floor," he declared and got up to leave the lounge.
"Mm-hmm." You replied flat.
You: I'm drawing an ouija board and the Roomba is calling ghosts tonight. *evil grin*
Tony:She's definitely drawing that ouija board if she's my daughter. *smiles in amusement* *looks at a distant void* *inhales* She really got my genes. *looks at the camera* *camera pans in* We're all gonna be royally screwed tonight. *chuckles*
Three Hours Before The Party
The camera followed you towards the dorms with the generous amount of chunky black webs in your hands that glowed in the dark. Passing Loki's room you- and the camera along with you- saw the God sitting on his bed reading one chunky book, making you stop short and reverse to his room.
"What are you doing?" You came in and closed the door behind you and threw the question on him without any warning before jumping to sit on his bed.
Loki looked at you with his arched brow, still not putting the book down. "Don't you know how to knock?"
"Nope, I was raised without the concept of privacy," you responded flatly before pulling the book towards yourself. "So, why are you not out there helping Peter with...something?"
"I think Peter is doing fine on his own-" he pulled his book back, never even flinching the rest of his lazily- yet somehow still sophisticatedly- placed body on the bed- "and besides I don't see a point in being a part of this evening."
You screwed your nose in confusion.
You:*shouts* I hate Halloween *turns to camera* *normal voice* says the guy who made freaking amazing pumpkin art, two bowls of punch, with and without alcohol which look like the most disgusting liquids on this planet yet somehow taste like punch! Not to mention, he also created the most horrendous spiders and beetles for the spooky display while adding his magic thingy to make the bowls and cups of beverages to make them brew like freaking potions!!!!
*tries to take a lungful of breath*
And he has the audacity to say he doesn't like Halloween?! What the f-
"Who hurt you?" you had to ask.
Loki:A power-hungry figure who adopted me, a mother who didn't stand up against his selfish intents, a titan who wanted to take over the world, his army with daddy-issues that called themselves his children and the green guy who stomped me into the gravel five times like a rag doll. *smiles for the camera*
"No one," Loki replied, burying himself in his book.
"You sure?"
He didn't look up.
The camera watched you look at him with narrowed eyes before turning to look at the shelf of books, getting up from the bed, picking up one and coming back to lie on the bed with a floomf.
Loki lowered his book to watch you spread out on his bed with his copy of The Scarlet Pimpernel . A few seconds of him observing you be extremely quiet went by before he could not take it anymore.
"What are you doing?" he almost sang the question like a threat.
"Hm?" you aced answering the question innocently, "Nothing just reading."
"...why?"
"Oh, no reason. I'm really tired suddenly. I don't think I'll join others at the party tonight."
The book finally dropped.
" What is it with you?"
You pressed your lips and pretended not to hear anything, flipping the page.
Loki clearly had his patience tested for he took your book and held it in his grasp to get your full attention.
"I was reading that," you stated.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I like old adventure stories!"
"Now you're just getting on my nerves," he quipped, throwing both his and your copy on the bedside table, "stop acting like a tick just to make me scratch you where it itches."
You gasped quite lewdly, much to his surprise. "Kinky," you sang, making him look at you with equal amounts of disgust and amusement.
"Sweety," you addressed him, sitting up and moving close enough to have your knees brush with his, "I’m that itch that you can’t scratch all on your own. We both know that you can’t resist it much longer. Just give in, and let me make it all better."
Loki only blinked, the camera zooming in on his face that was trying to hide the trepidation behind that mild shock he just felt. It happened for only a second but his eyes darted towards your lips- that were stretched in a tender smile- before coming back to your eyes.
"So," you whispered to him, removing stray lint from his t-shirt, "what do you say, Loki?"
Loki looked up for a micro-moment, pursing his lips before wrinkling his brows. "I say we should probably worry you didn't just give a heart attack to someone outside that do-"
The bedroom door clicked open with a strong force, barging in a sweaty Clint being held at the legs by Peter and Scott- all of them toppling onto the floor in no graceful way.
"Woah," you gasped, "what's going on here?"
Scott and Peter groaned, helping a very reluctant- and angry- Clint up.
"Lizards!"
"Rats"
"Demons!"
All three of them blurted out in unison, making no sense whatsoever.
"Who said demons?" Loki wondered out loud with pure judgment.
All three of them looked at each other before shrugging their shoulders.
"Just checking in that you guys are...okay," Clint explained with a burst of very discomforting laughter.
Loki cocked his brow at Clint, casually sitting up straight and extending his arm behind you like he was going to embrace you any moment. Clint, of course, noticed it all too well. "Why would we not be okay?"
"Yeah, Clint," Scott asked the archer, mirroring Loki with the crossed arms, "why would they not be okay?"
Clint looked at Scott with a burning bitch face that was ready to obliterate him right that second- something that made Scott back away with his tail between his legs.
"Because," he still had his eyes out for Scott, "I smelled something on fire."
"Your heart," Peter coughed. Loki snorted. You sat there trying to make sense of what was going on.
"Weeell," Peter stressed to grab your and Loki's attention, "you two suddenly went AWOL when you were supposed to help me out with the party planning so we thought we better check on you two."
"So," you intervened, looking at some distant void to make sense of it all, "why were you two at Clint's feet like you were dragging him away?"
"Oh-" Scott waived his hand indifferently- "we were getting him away from the door to give you two some privacy."
You mouthed an 'oh' in realisation while Loki looked at the camera.
Loki: At this point, I'm not sure if Y/N truly doesn't know what's going on or she just elects to ignore it. And this point I'm not sure if Clint is really that unlucky or he just waits in the vents somewhere to pop out the moment he thinks something's that's a big no-no is about to go down. *shrugs* And! At this point, I am very sure I am enjoying every bit of it. *smirks*
Y/N:I'm kinda worried about Clint. Does he miss his alone time with Natasha? Because that poor guy just tries to keep finding excuses to hang out with Loki. The other day Loki and I were trying to complete a Marlyn Monroe puzzle and we were just about to finish it. So, Loki was like, 'I'll give you the fingers, you give me the mouth,' coz we divided the whole thing in half. And I'm about to do it when suddenly *imitates explosion sounds* Clint is walking in with burning eyes, saying, 'I'll break your hand if you...' *pauses* that's it. He looked at the pieces and then looked at us and then stood there for quite some time before asking if he could play with us.
*turns her lips* *whispers* Poor guy.
Halloween Party
The mix of orange lights and dim-lit corners truly brought up the flare of all the Halloween decorations. Wanda and Vision- dressed as Arwen and Aragorn- mixed up drinks for everyone. Tony showed off his post-workout torso in a Roman getup in gold- with the glasses. Pepper graced her swollen belly with a matching Roman dress in red- truly an eye-turner. Sam was G.I. Joe. Bucky was Jon Snow. Steve went for a serum-enhanced Sherlock Holmes- quite famous amongst the ladies the entire night. Pietro went for a Wild Wild West look while Clint was dressed as Captain America for the fun of it. Bruce chose to dress up as Fury- regretting it later that night when Fury showed up (which he did only because he was told about that dress up. Thor dressed up as one of the Valkyries. Rhodey brought in the party with his version of Hades- quite the attention grabber this one, especially with the crown made of small horns glowing like lava. Scott and Peter turned out to be huge fanboys of Captain Marvel, donning the look exactly to the star in the middle of her chest. Natasha graced the lounge with her presence and everyone howled and hooted for her take on Tony Stark- for which, Tony said, ‘he had never looked so hot and deadly ever before’. And you impressed everyone with the classic ensemble of Morticia Addams- bringing in the true queen of the darkness with your attire and that killer red lipstick.
"Ooh," Scott whistled, making heads turn towards the dorms, "and he is the Gomez to your Morticia?"
Loki was all decked up in the most perfect three-piece suit, all black with red inner lining and a tie to go with it.
"Wow," Wanda exclaimed, "you two make a great c-"
"Okay everyone," Tony announced, "time to get those spooky moves on the floor."
"Wait, no," Loki called out after Tony, "I'm Dracula. I'm supposed to be Bram Stoker's Dracula."
Silence.
"But you look more like Gomez than Dracula, man," Sam responded, earning a nod from Bucky- a rare sight for the camera. And Sam.
"No, but I am Dracula ," Loki stressed, gesturing at his costume, "though I'm not sure who added this tie and took away the cape."
Scott:*looking at Peter* Did you?
Peter: *shakes head* Did you?
Scott: *shakes head*
Both: *look at each other in confusion*
Scott: Did someone deliberately wanted him to look like Gomez?
Peter: *gasp of realisation* you mean to say there's a third shipper in town?
Scott: *gasps* *looks at an already panning camera with sheer thrill*
Pepper, who was busy with her glass of Safe Sex on The Beach, looked up to see Loki, her eyes going wide in excitement. "Oh my Gosh!" she shouted from the sofa where she was relaxing with a bowl of nachos, "you guys are the Addams! Morticia and Gomez Addams!! Hohohooo!"
"Oh, for the last time-" Loki rolled his eyes- "I am Dracula."
Pepper's smile was still frozen on her face- not as much in her eyes, though- when she replied in the flattest tone, "Did I fucking stutter?"
Tony shared a look with the camera, stretching one corner of his lips in fear.
The camera panned in on Loki's face drained of all emotions.
"I'm Gomez Addams," he finally announced, getting a cheer around the room.
"That's the same man who was in the movie we saw last night, isn't it?" Loki asked you in a whisper once he had taken you aside.
"Mm-hmm. Though the real Gomez is a really handsome husband with always the right words on his tongue to charm his dear wife."
Loki couldn't help but smirk.
"Aaand he's shorter than Morticia."
"Well, then allow me to make your night worth remembering my wonderful wife, Morticia, the most beautiful thing in this horrid night," Loki announced just like Gomez as he took your hands and kissed them.
"Oh Gomez," you responded with the same subtleness and whispering moans as Morticia, mimicking her movements to perfection, "you always know what to say."
"Come, dance with me my love," Loki carried on the character, adding to your joy, "let's show everyone else how it's done."
"Oh, Gomez! You irresistible fool!"
"Only for you, my love."
Both of you passed Tony, who tried his best to smile at the two of you, never letting that emotion reach his eyes before he caught the camera on him, changing the smile to a blank stare.
You:*tousled hair* *buzzed on cocktails made by Wanda and Vision* *smiling like a goofball* *half laid out on the chair* *chuckles* *looks at the camera* Morticia to his Gomez. *flushed with embarrassment* *chuckles into hands*
Loki's Voice:Okay, come on. Let's get you to bed.
You:*happily opens arms for Loki to pick you up*
Loki: *walks into the frame without his suit jacket or dinner jacket* *helps you up* *watches you wobble* *decides to just carry you bridal style* *walks out of the frame* By the Norns, you're heavy!
Your voice: *angrily* Oye!
Loki: I'm never letting you do shots with my brother again.