Trick Or Treat Event Character And Prompt List!

Trick or Treat Event Character and Prompt List!

Characters:

This is also the number they're associated with. <3

Klaus

Steven

Leo

Zapp

Zed

Chain

Dog

Lucky

Daniel

Raju

Femt

Aligula

Prompts:

This is also the number associated with the prompt <3

Kiss while wearing plastic fangs

Exploring a Graveyard

Helping get into costume

Face a physical manifestation of greatest fears

Spending a weekend in a cabin

Walk through a dimly lit, eerie hallway (likely hospital themed)

Making Halloween decorations/ decorating together

Survive an Evil Doll

Truth or Dare (character picked Truth)

Banishing a Poltergiest (after dealing with it ofc)

Truth or Dare (character picked Dare)

Demon in the mirror (literally)

Relaxing Walk through the woods

Stressful run/ sprint through the woods

Black out Box

Evil Clone stand off (s/o is cloned)

Moonlit Dance

Evil Clone stand off (character is cloned)

Jump scare comfort

Perpetual falling

And a Bonus 21! If a character manges to get all 20 prompts over the course of the event, they default to Bonus 21: React to a Creepypasta. Why? Because I've honestly read/heard a lot of them and figured this would be an 'endless' way to continue the fun. <3

Whyyyyyy [Zapp x Reader]

This fun little fic was requested by anonymous 🥲

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You were having a pretty good day, until Zapp opened his mouth. And while you had long since sought refuge in the office gym, you were confident Zapp wouldn't follow you.

But you were wrong.

Like this living tool had radar, he waltzed right into the gym. You were doing your best to ignore him, and he shared your sentiment. Though he loathed to admit it, you did look kinda hot working with the Wing Chun. He would die before he acknowledge it, let alone say it.

He was trying to stay busy lifting weights. There was nothing you had to offer him, nope. He had so many better options just by going out to the bar. And it wasn't like he was trying to impress you. Hell no, he just needed a bit of a challenge today.

~~~

Great! Fan-f&cking-tastic! Stuck on a g%d d&mned, mother f&cking mission with this b^tch and t^ts! Zapp could have done all this by his d&mned self and the Chief knew it. Assigning you was just the b^tch move he didn't need!

Not that you were too thrilled about this either. Stuck sharing a motel room with this scumbag was not going to be easy. But travel missions didn't just happen, and getting away from the mist for a while was at least some kind of compensation.

"Ground rules Renfro." You were gatekeeping the door to make Zapp listen, "No bringing any furry friends home to roost, if you're gonna bump uglies find somewhere else to bunk. And no booze in here either, I can't exactly carry your weight when you fall."

"Yeah yeah." Zapp groaned behind his cigar, "Any other commandments your holiness?"

You frowned at the silver haired pain in the &ss, "Just don't get yourself killed outside the mission. Or I'll make sure your headstone says something like you died slipping on a banana peel."

"You wouldn't f&cking dare." Zapp glared at you through the smoky haze.

"Bet."

Zapp growled. He wouldn't put it past you to do it. Though it would be way worse if you let she-b^tch help.

"Whatever. I don't die that easily hasbin."

"You want a mirror bicycle."

"Shut up!"

~~~

You laid back, staring at the ceiling. Why were you worried? Zapp would actually somewhat respect your rules. You didn't know why he would, but you knew that he would. So why were you even worried about this?

Most of the time you couldn't stand his guts but here you were kinda lamenting his absence. Not that you say it out loud or even remotely suggest it to him, but the room was just a little too quiet without him.

Until he burst right into the room like the Kool-Aid Man carrying a battering ram.

Zapp was greeted by the 'oh-so-lovely' sight of you glaring him down from your bed. He didn't know what crawled up your &ss. He made it back in one piece, didn't bring anyone with him, and didn't bring back any booze either. Like usual, he followed your rules like holy writ. If only to keep you from squealing to the Chief about how 'unpleasant he is to work with' or whatever you said about him in the debriefing sessions. Zapp never paid attention to that stuff. Just point him where he needs to start slicing and get the hell out of his way.

But at least you flumped back into bed without a fuss.

"What!?" Zapp fell into his own bed, "Givin' me the stink eye like I broke your rules or something."

"You didn't have to slam the door open like that." You sighed, "Nearly gave me a heart attack dumb &ss."

Zapp looked over, seeing you look more annoyed than angry. Or was that his imagination. Why should he care anyways? Not like you were any kind of prize. Just another co-worker with a stick up their...

Actually, Zapp had no reason to believe you were like that. When he was stealthy he could over hear you attempt to make plans. If he didn't hate your... well he didn't know what he hated about you... he would have gone with you.

You felt eyes on you and barely peeked, "What dip stick? You got something to say?"

"Like hell!" Zapp rolled over, "You're the one with the pissy attitude."

"Well maybe I wouldn't have an attitude if I had a partner that did his job right!"

"Oh like you're sooooo talented, huh? I've carried your &ss on more missions than I can count."

"Please." You scoffed, "One, you don't count to save your life; two, I've kept you from death by stupidity more then you've been successful on dates!"

"You go there Raggamuffin? Like you get dates at all!"

"At least when I do get dates they're actually interested in me and not just my body!"

"How the hell would you know that?" Zapp's head snapped back towards you, "For all you know those morons are just playing the long game!"

You huffed, rolling over and pulling the sleeping bag you brought over yourself. It wasn't something you actually liked talking about, but it was something you were a little self-conscious over. The number of times you'd been dumped not too long after getting a little close had been a bit too frequent for your liking.

Zapp didn't do well in the oppressive silence. Part of him actually felt bad for going too far. Sure he was known for chasing skirts so it didn't bug him too much to have people comment on his love life... but maybe he had gone too far dragging yours through the mud like that.

He sat up with a loud groan, "Hey, don't tell me you fell asleep already."

You did your best not to move. You simply weren't interested in talking to him.

"C'mon." You felt a foot in the middle of your back, "You can't fool me. Wake the hell up."

Zapp stopped, he could see you were trying to avoid him. He drew his leg back onto his bed.

"Listen. I didn't mean what I said." Zapp stared up at the ceiling, "Those dumb&sses don't know what they're losing doing dumb sh^t like that. And you really do have a good head on your shoulders. So just don't let it get to you, 'kay?"

That shocked you enough to roll over completely, "Who are you and what did you do with Zapp."

"SHUT IT CORN-FLAKE!" Zapp sat up, "I'm not above admitting when I've f&cked up."

You raised an eyebrow at him. Zapp huffed and turned away.

"I'm not saying anything else so take it or leave it, &ss-wipe."

You just laid there. Not fully believing what you just heard. What got into Zapp this time?

~~~

Zapp couldn't believe how sh^t his luck was tonight. Not a single person caught his eye and for whatever reason he just couldn't make himself go home with anyone. Its not like there would be a shortage of babes running around. Not that Zapp would refuse any good looking hottie that caught his eye. And...

An almost familiar silhouette caught his attention. Who was this sexy little number? And why did they seem familiar on some level?

Zapp shrugged it off. It was entirely likely to either be a past fling or someone he's passed so often they just look familiar.

Nope!

You had been unceremoniously dumped, again. Sitting at the bar, trying not to cry because you really should have seen this coming. The other person had been so pushy about rushing things to the bedroom, so of course they would call you a prude and end it. All because you weren't ready to go there yet.

"Sup hotness, don't think I've seen..."

You looked over at Zapp, knowing instantly who it was but hoping you had been wrong. You both yelled and pointed at the same time.

"NOT YOU!"

Zapp was more furious with himself than the situation. The last person he wanted to hit on, of course his sh^tty luck. You just didn't want to be here right now. This ding-nut would only find a way to make things infinitely worse for you.

But Zapp extended the olive branch first, "Not that I give a f&ck, but why are you here by yourself?"

"None of your business."

"Tch, no need to be all snobby Corn-Flake." Zapp raised his hand to order a drink, trying to play it off like that was why he stuck around, "Just asking. Besides, it's not exactly like you to go out on your own."

"And how would you know, bicycle?"

Zapp shot half a glare at you, he couldn't look too long because he did find you attractive. As loathed as he was to admit it, "Ya know, I do have ears. And you aren't exactly quiet."

"Didn't think you knew how to use them." You scoffed, "Thought they were just to frame that pretty face of yours."

You stopped, hoping Zapp didn't just hear you say that. Cursing everything about tonight leading up to you saying that. Zapp was blinking, trying to come up with how to go on behind his shot glass. On the one hand, you sounded upset so anything you said could just be emotions talking, and you never did deny that he was handsome. On the other, if that's how you really felt... then so much of your rivalry with him made so much more sense.

"Well guess again." Zapp was going to go with charm and maybe get his own hormones sorted out, "This dumb&ss does more than sit around, looking pretty and getting into trouble."

You were refusing to answer. Recognizing that you were being baited into admitting something you didn't want to own up to. That did not deter Zapp in any way though. He leaned in closer, you could smell his aftershave. It was a light scent, almost like a low burning campfire. That really suited Zapp...

"You know," His voice had dropped into a husky tone... Oh god, was he really doing this?? Was he screwing with you? "We could drop everything and hook up for the night. Not that it would be just one night."

"I don't do one night stands." You answered, trying to not look at him, "I actually date people to get to know them before I run to the bedroom."

Zapp grabbed your chin and pulled you to look at him. Your resolve was crumbling faster than a cookie in milk. Why was he so damn, bloody handsome? What was this witchcraft? And what was Zapp's end game here?

"I don't want a one night stand from you." The way he was leaning in... you glanced down and back up at his eyes, unsure where to look really, "I'd rather take my time. Because the chase is the fun part, not the s*x."

You gulped, "Not like you'd stick around once you got what you--!!"

Zapp's lips were pressed against yours, hard. You felt so confused, wanting to push away but also wanting to pull him closer and AAAARGHHH!

But just as you were starting to get into it, Zapp pulled away.

"Then let me prove myself." He was still right there in your face, "And if I do cut and run, you'll still see me at work. So it's not like I'll ever live it down... or be able to get away from you trying to hit me all the time."

You were shaking a bit, but... "Yeah, alright. But if you tell anyone in the office I'll smack you into next week."

Zapp's stupid little smirk just before he kissed you again. AAAAAARRRRGGHHHHH!!!

HELP i'm imagining a bb looking SO CONFUSED as raju is talking about his partner as they're dying like yeah they're DYING and it hurts but ?????? wtf is he talking about????? (not a rq the mental image just has me in stitches)

Honestly, yeah. And Raju being the way he is would take that secret to his grave, but hey he got some fluffy feelings off his chest.

Old Puppy [Steven x Reader]

This adorable little fic was requested by anonymous 🐕

Steven finally caved at your request to look at the rescue shelters. He wasn't convinced to get a pet, maybe a cat if you two could find a friendly one. But given how dangerous being associated with him was, putting an innocent pet through those kinds of situations.

Steven was hoping the shelters were empty.

But they weren't the cages were quite full of a wide variety of animals. Not just dogs, but Alterworld dogs, sonic speed monkeys, some even stranger pets that Steven wasn't entirely sure how to care for at all. And here you were petting a friendly owl-lynx between the bars. Steven wanted to herd you away from it, but even he couldn't deny that such a pet would be a very good guard pet.

Both of you stopped at a cage with a thin little dog just laying on the bedding. Poor old girl was thin as a rug and looked ready to pass on any minute now. But, as you knelt down, she got up and trotted over. Steven could tell there was a mess of fleas all over her, maybe she wasn't so old... just in need of someone to care for her.

Steven knelt down, letting her sniff at his hand. Only slightly surprised by her warm tongue and already starting to fall for the old girl. A volunteer came over, given how long the two of you were sitting there and playing with the dog. Offering to help get the paperwork all settled and sorted. Steven couldn't believe how quickly he fell for the dog's big eye trick.

Though being nearly soaked a couple hours later, water and flea soap drenching his old shirt, Steven felt like he was getting the raw end of the deal right now.

But you were coming with towels and a collar for your new pup, Hiza. You had been marking down vet visits for booster shots and check ups. But Steven wasn't likely to forget any of it. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was head over heels for this little old fluff to be.

Sure there were patches of fur missing, her breath was worse than raw sewage, and she desperately needed her nails trimmed a bit better; but Steven was more than willingly to see all that through. And you were sitting in the floor watching him being attacked with her tongue and trying, not very hard, to push her away.

It wasn't long at all, maybe a month, until Hiza had all her fur, a full belly, and all the love she could ever want. Though she was still an old puppy at 10 years old, but Steven treated her like a puppy. Many rounds of fetch across the apartment, daily walks with the three of you, and whatever else Steven could think up for a healthy dog to do. You couldn't help but smirk.

"What?"

"And here you didn't even want a pet."

"Hush."

Steven tugged you into a side hug as Hiza just looked up. Little toy flopping out of her mouth as her tail wagged.

Zapp flirting with the nurses at the hospital again

Writing Prompt #2105

"It's a miracle you're still up and standing."

"I think the real miracle is standing right in front of me."

"Flirtations won't heal you any faster, nor get you any better treatment, you know."

Also, thought of this after posting XD.

Klaus doesn't exactly fit into Zapp's perceptions on manliness all the time. And while he won't attack when Klaus is behind the computer, holding his tea cups, and probably learned the hard way not to f%ck with Klaus's plants... Zapp still can't accept that Klaus is always a bit of a bad&ss no matter what he does.

Klaus on the other hand has a completely different set of ideals when it comes to manliness (in this context interchangeable with ballsy, gumption, confidence, courage). Klaus thinking just being comfortable in your own skin and being able to be yourself unapologetically is the epitome of manliness, Zapp sees it as never showing emotion, never acting on more feminine coded hobbies, and never admitting defeat/ inferiority.

And while they've never sat down and discussed those ideals, Zapp can tell a little the Klaus just doesn't fit into his perception on a surface level (in Klaus's downtime... and usually when Zapp launches an attack) he also refuses to admit that Klaus typically DOES fit into his overall perceptions.

regarding your rant:

the answer i want to give you as a Professional Overthinker who loves to analyze comedy relief characters is that zapp very clearly respects klaus and his abilities. he understands how intricate and difficult to control the brain grid technique is (as he points out in after that phantom ghost wagon and get the lockout) and knows that klaus' strength even without weapons is insane enough that he's confident that klaus can take down a series of relentless fighters without breaking a sweat. he very clearly admires klaus and his fighting skills, so i think that he might see besting klaus in a fight as a way to prove himself and his own strength. it might tie back to the way zapp was taught his own fighting style; raju is notoriously brutal to his students, so zapp would have a reason to want to prove himself.

with all that said, the real answer for why zapp constantly tries to fight klaus is probably just because zapp getting his ass kicked is funny and they needed a lead-in for the fighting ring episode.

(apologies for rambling in your inbox i just like talking about zapp ;;)

Ramble away, I love a good discussion <3

Personally I think Zapp first met Klaus through Klaus saving his life and absolutely HATES that fact. Both being indebted to Klaus and that his introduction was so bad&ss only for Klaus to turn around and be so very soft as an individual in his personal life (with gardening and baking etc.)

While it was good set up for S1 Ep7, it still makes no real sense unless Zapp actually gets the chance and then chickens out at the last second. (Maybe some big moment where he finally admits to respecting Klaus and recognizing that they need him as a whole and maybe that his constant attacks were just making sure the gardener he worked for was still a bad&ss even in his down time).

But I do agree that Raju's brutal training very likely has something to do with it, and possibly...(more head cannon territory) his upbringing under a single mom and feeling like if he can't do for himself then he's just a burden (deep seated trauma? In my comic relief character? ...its more likely than you think.)