Tricks or Treats or Timestamps

[saone]

Happy Halloween everybody! :D


In honour of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door.' Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and...well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.). The more "houses" to visit the more fun it'll be, so go ahead, open your journal and help spread the fun!

I've been thinking of doing a comment meme for a while now, and what better night than my favorite holiday?

So, comment and let me know what you'd like to see whether it's a pairing, a prompt, or a timestamp for an existing fic. Now, keep in mind that I might not get to everything until Christmas, but I promise to give everyone at least a little something. :D





Dork Reign: Candy and Comics (J2) for oleanderbat

Move This: The Perks and Pitfalls (J2) for ladygreytowers

Captain America: Not the Time (Steve/Bucky) for wirrrn

Killer Romance: Hunting (J2) for gypsy_atavari

Supernatural/Torchwood: Herding Cats (Jack/Ianto) for reena_jenkins

A Divine Affair: The Meeting (J2) for aythia

Dork Reign: Prelude to a Double Date (J2, Aldis/Beth) for xcziel

The Avengers: Why You Should Never Ask Tony to Pick Out Your Costume for gemini8

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The Avengers: Why You Should Never Ask Tony to Pick Out Your Costume 2

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"Walk with me," Tony says, putting an arm around Steve's shoulders and leaving him little choice. "Steve, the Halloween of the twenty first century has become the one day a year when, no matter what you do or how many cardigans or power ties you own, you're allowed to show as much skin as legally possible. It's the one day when staid law enforcement officials or buttoned up superheros can cut loose and be daring and sexy without any lasting repercussions."

"But I don't want to be, you know, that."

Tony sighs. It's a strange, almost defeated sound. "Worth a shot. I'm gonna owe some people some money."

"Wait," Steve says, stopping abruptly enough that Tony's almost pulled off his feet, "you've been betting on me?"

"Uh... No."

"Tony! Who?!"

"Just a few, some, most of the main team. And some of the support team. And the tech team. And the-"

Steve holds up a hand to cut him off. He then uses that same hand to pinch at the bridge of his nose. "Oh, my-"

"It's all right, Steve. I'm rich; I can afford to pay out to everybody."

Steve glares at Tony. "Fine. I'll wear the costume on two conditions." Steve tries to ignore the gleeful glint in Tony's eyes. "One, any money you make off me goes to charity."

"Of course."

"And, two, if I ever find out you..." Steve takes a few seconds to search for the right word. "If you ever play me again, I'll suggest to Fury that you need extra training, and then I'll volunteer for the job." Steve does his best to channel Colonel Phillips as he glowers at Tony. He's extremely gratified to see those usually inscrutable eyes widen.

"Duly noted," Tony says.

Steve nods. "Good. So, what's your costume for tomorrow?"

"Sherlock Holmes."

"A slutty Sherlock Holmes?" Steve asks, absurdly proud that he managed to get out that word without stuttering.

Tony scoffs. "As if I could be anything but."

"Good point."