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Tony Stark fucking Peter Parker in all of his cars. When Tony picks Peter up in a car he hasnt yet been in, he knew he was going to get fucked in his schools car park in front of all of his classmates - thank god for Tony's one way windows.

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Klive at Halloween head cannons

Klaus loves halloween cause it's the only time he feels normal

Also, Klaus loves supplying Five with chocolate for his secret sweet tooth

Klaus always bullies Five into matching costumes and Five always gives in (Klaus pretending not to see Fives pleased grin)

Five is the one who decorates because it relaxes him while Klaus watches and makes hot chocolate

October - December is the only time Five will willingly trade coffee for hot chocolate (As long as Klaus is the one who made it)

The whole family sits down to carve pumpkins, Klaus always does a funny face while Five does intricate little designs like a haunted house

Five and Klaus watch Halloween movies together and when Five gets scared he teleports into Klaus' lap

(Five doesn't actually get scared at the horror movies but loves the excuse to sit in Klaus' lap)

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Do you guys know that post, the 'I never knew my favourite colour was yellow until she said it'? Yeah, Tony Stark didn't know his favourite colour was yellow until Peter Parker said it.

Peter had said it with such enthusiasm, a smile so wide on his face that Tony's cheeks ached with sympathy, that Tony couldn't turn around and say "No, my favourite colour is red."

After that day though, standing in the sunshine - the golden glow lighting up his skin, catching on the fine, dark hairs on his arms - had never felt so warm and right.

After that day though, eating honey - the yellow nectar that Tony always had on hand because he liked to add it to his coffee when he was having a low day - had never tasted so sweet on his tongue.

After that day though, the flowers that graced the halls of the tower - the flowers that Pepper had insisted on to 'lighten up the place' - had been changed to yellow bouquets because flowers smelled better when they were yellow.

After that day though, when the sticky notes Peter leaves everywhere are now yellow - telling Tony about how much he loves him, reminding him to drink water instead of coffee, complementing him on his latest project - words written in ink had never moved him as much, the care shown in every loop in Peter's "L"s and the heart at the top right of all of them, all kept safe and hidden in a yellow box under their bed.

Peter was right; Tony's favourite colour was yellow.

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Day 6: Spiked Punch @spooky-starker-week

Tony had grabbed his elbow and leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Careful with the punch kid, it's spiked."

If Peter was being honest with himself, he was too busy leaning into the warm hand, his back shivering with the pleasure of the breath on his ear, to actually pay attention to what Tony was telling him. Therefore when he took an even bigger gulp of the drink in his hand, the sweet taste giving him an excuse not to talk, as he made direct eye contact with Tony he was slightly confused at the smirk that graced Tony's lips.

By the time the party had ended, Peter was giggling to himself softly against a wall as Tony walked towards him.

Tony grabbed and lightly pulled at one of the curles on his head, "I thought I said take it easy, kid."

Peter didn't think this needed a response, instead he leaned forward until he was pressed tightly against his chest, the steady beat of his heart in his ears and the intoxicating smell of his cologne filling his nose.

When Tony lifted him into his arms, he wanted to pretend that he saw it coming but he didn't, however he automatically wrapped around him like an octopus. He must of dozed as they (Tony) had walked, as the next thing he knew he was trying to put him into bed and Peter wasn't having any of that.

The alcohol clouding his senses made him forget about his super strength, so Peter thought nothing of pulling Tony into bed with him, curling around him like a satisfied cat, as Tony chuckled beneath him.

The words "Love you too Peter" however, stuck with him through out the entire night. When he awoke the next morning, safe with Tony, he turned and kissed Tony awake.

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Mob boss Tony and his pet Peter AU

"Didn't I tell you I would burn the world down for you, Peter?" Tony grabs his chin roughly, then gently caresses his cheek following his tears as though he was playing dot to dot.

"Yes Daddy, you did," he voice wobbles, but not because he was upset - he had asked for this after all. As his eyes adjusted to the smoke, he looked up at Tony though his lashes, "can we go home now Daddy? You promised me a treat?"

"I've spoiled you rotten, love." Tony had spoiled him rotten - but that's he knew he liked him, purring on his knees for Tony like a pet kitten.

"Thanks for burning the place down for me Daddy," he made sure to add on, standing on his top toes to give him a kiss on his cheek, whining when the vibrator in his arse hit against his prostate oh so beautifully, causing his back to involuntarily arch for more.

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Hades and Persephone AU

May or may not be writing the au 😊

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Day 5: Ghost Hunting @spooky-starker-week

It was only supposed to be a game. Just a little fun on Halloween night. Now, MJ and Ned were dead in the living room, next to the ouija board and the now blown out candles. Tears ran down his face, as he tightly clenched his jaw to keep his sobs inprisoned. He hand flew to his mouth to stop his gasp as the candles started to burn again.

"No, no," he whispered to himself involuntarily. Maybe it wasn't real, it couldn't be real.

A hand caressed his face. "Oh it's real, baby," Peter glanced up at Tony Stark, who died 10 years ago after experimenting with extremis, the blood splattered across his face only exaggerating his jutting cheekbones and chiseled jaw, "and you're all mine."

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Spooky Starker Day 3: Masquerade @spooky-starker-week

The singer faded into the background, as he and Tony started to dance. The brief touch of Tony's hand as he touched his waist burned it's way into his skin through the layers of his suit. As he spun out he was met with the sight of one of the circus people eating fire and it broke the spell before he grabbed his gloved hand to bring him back into his arms. He forcefully pulled him straight into his chest and Peter resisted the urge to place his hands on Tony's shoulders. He felt himself tense as a hand reached up and pulled off both of their masks, only to dramatically throw them on the floor. Peter felt his eyes close as Tony lent forward, their lips barely brushing together, only for him to repeat the action again and again until it seemed he finally lost his patience and kissed him. Peter couldn't contain his moan as he deepened the kiss, but it was the slightly copper taste that brought him back to his senses as he began to struggle in the cage of Tony's arms.

In response, Tony suddenly dipped him. "How does it feel to be a puppet on my strings?"

Before Peter could gather his bearings he was pulled back up and they were once again twirling around the room, Peter's hand tightly grasped onto Tony's shoulder as the other was lightly held.

"I won't let you trade me." He finally found the courage to say as he looked into Tony's eyes.

"I have no intention of trading you and if I know Steve, which I do, he's not planning on making a trade either. Neither of us has ever settled for half." He suddenly dipped him again, pulling him back up a moment later to continue to dance around the room. Over his shoulder, he noticed a woman bending herself into shapes and a man doing acrobatics on the ceiling. Tony began to slowly twirl him, one hand following his waist as he spun as the other held aloft his right hand. When he finally had his back to Tony, their arms were crossed in front on them.

"The things I could do to you," Tony whispered into his arched neck.

Then they were off again, dancing elegantly through the crowd before he was once again dipped, but this time in front of a huge golden mirror.

"Don't we make a beautiful couple?" He asked.

Peter glanced into the mirror, the way he was bent elongated his legs and he was flushed with all the dancing, however he was in alone in the mirror - no Tony in sight to keep him from falling. He was pulled back up again.

"I am looking for a partner, Peter." He gazed into his eyes with such intensity that it left Peter feeling breathless. "Someone strong and beautiful," as he was talking he head was coming closer, a whispered seduction ment only for his ears.

"One brief moment of pain and we could be together for ever." He pulled him in close, Peter's hands were now looped around his neck.

He couldn't stop the whisper of, "You have no heart beat."

"Maybe not, but I still love you with all my being."

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Steve making his way towards them. "You need to stop making yourself out to be a monster, I'm not a puppet on your stings if I'm here of my own free will. I love you Tony, all of you - that includes your vampire side. Don't let them take me away from you just because you think you don't deserve me, please."

*Inspired from the ballroom scene in Van Helsing, some dialogue not my own and from that scene*