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stardancerluv · 3 years

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Love in the Lake

Kinktober - 7th Post - Dan Torrance - Sex in Nature - Second Entry

Summary: The weather is lovely and Dan feels like the two of you should enjoy the day.

Note/Warning: Consensual sex, age gap, skinny dipping & squint and its exhibition.

And this is the Dan Torrance x Reader, from Unlikely Delights

Dan, looked down at his wrist watch and smiled. You would be out of your class very soon. In the back, the picnic basket was closed but filled to the brim with foods and drinks that the two of you enjoyed. Dan had made sure to even pack some of your favorite chocolate chip cookies.

He felt the prickled of your energy even more before he caught sight of you in his rear view mirror. Getting out of the car, he went to lean against the passenger door.

He was thrilled to surprise you like this! The two of you needed this little getaway even if it was just for the afternoon.

“Dan!” He heard you call out!

Turning, he smiled broadly at you. “Hi there honey.” He stretched out his arms as you leapt into them. Inhaled deeply your sweet scent.

“What are you doing here?” Your brow wrinkled. “Is everything ok?” You looked past him and once against in the car. into the car

“I came to sweep you away for a little picnic for just the two of us.”

“Dan.” You whispered, looking around. “I have class.”

He gave you a playful smile. “Skip it this one time.”

Surprise came over you but then you smiled and looked around one last time. “Ok!”

“Great.” Pulling back he opened the passenger door and you slipped in.

He got behind the wheel and soon the two of you were off.

He glanced over, “So how are you doing?” The last three days, he knew you had tackled two papers along with a midterm. He had pulled doubles. Being busy had been the name of the game.

You sighed and stretched, he loved seeing and feeling as you relaxed beside him.

“I am so much better now.” You beamed over at him. “I am finally all done with my work.”

He glanced over. “Happy to hear. I am too! No more doubles and I even have all of today off.”

“Oo” He loved how occasionally you’d just be so expressive with your happiness. “I was planning on coming over after class to see if you wanted dinner or something.”

“Well, I beat you to it! And I even prepared all of that?”

You looked back. “Is that really a picnic basket all packed up for us?”

He nodded is. “With all of our favorites!”

They started to climb closer towards the lake.

“Dan,” He caught you glancing around. “Where are we headed?”

He smirked. “You can’t tell?”

“Wait…” Your excitement. “Are we headed to the lake?”

“You guessed it!”

******

The gravel crunched under the wheels as he pulled up. Getting out of the car, he went over and opened the for you.

He beamed, made a grand sweeping gesture. “Look at this.” He whispered. Wrapping an arm around you, he pulled you close.

The sun twinkled and sparkled as it danced across the surface of the water. It was a warm day with a gentle breeze that rustled the boughs of the pine trees and rich deep leaves of the oak and maple trees.

“This is so lovely.” You whispered back beaming up at him.

He took your hand, he led you down to the large rock where the two of you had first kissed.

“This is wonderful Dan.”

“I hoped it would be.” He smoothed the blanket.

You leaned against him. “What a perfect day.”

He pressed a kiss to your bare shoulder. “It’s not over yet.”

*****

“Dan, give me that strawberry!” You giggled exasperated.

You captured his hand and finally took a bite to the stem.

“Hey! You almost nipped me.” He pretended to be outraged.

“I better make it up to you.” You gently took his hand and kissed his fingertips. As your eyes met you, he enjoyed seeing the fire in them. He moved and was kissing you then.

Soon, you were under him and your kisses deepen as your fingers nestled in his hair. He inhaled sharply as an image of you envisioning the two of them skinny-dipping floated from you and washed over him as if it was actually happening.

“Dan?” Your eyes met his questioning. He found it adorable your nervousness the prickled at him. He was convinced that you had some level of shining you were just way to good at all of this projection.

“Yes, honey?”

“Do you remember what I told you?” You rose yourself up on your elbows.

He smiled. “When?” He ran his fingers through his hair.

“When we first came here.”

He pressed his lips together. “Oh, that would come here and party.”

You nodded, a flush filled your cheeks.

“You know you don’t have to be shy.” He gently encouraged.

“I know. I just never asked this before.”

“Oh, I’m intrigued.”

“Dan” You giggled then buried your face into his chest before looking at him. “I want to go skinny dipping with you.”

“Now?” He glanced around. Reaching out, he happily didn’t feel a soul.

Well tlthere was a doe, who nibbled on some clover for herself and the baby she carrying. Or there was a rabbit hole, were some were sleeping the afternoon away. Inwardly, it made him smile. But he didn’t feel any human presence and that was all that mattered.

“Yes.” You looked around. “I don’t think anyone is here.”

He glanced around. “I think you’re right.”

“So” Your eyes lit up. “Are you saying yes?”

He smiled. “Yes, I’ve been wanting to ever since you told me about your excursion and

*****

Squealing, you ran down the water. You looked back and saw Dan as he pulled and tugged on leg of his pants. “Coming?” You gently teased.

He looked up and gave you a bright smile. “I am!” He finally got his leg free and he pulled off his shirt over his head. Then he came running after you. Catching up together holding hands you ran and both jumped in.

“Wooo that is cold!” Dan called out.

“Oh! It is!” Your voice came squeaking out.

Eagerly you swam over to him. Under the water yours arms and legs worked together so the two of you remained floating and your head remained above the water.

After some shivering and giggling, you both finally began to relax. You smiled as Dan reached out and brushed some wet strands from your face.

“This isn’t so bad.” He finally said.

“Yes, not horrible.”

“Would you kiss me here?” His words made some butterflies of a different kind begin to flap in your stomach. They were not the ones who were flapping around because you were skinny-dipping in broad daylight with Dan.

“Of course.” You floated closer.

Under the water, Dan’s warm hands slid over you pulling you close to him. His touch was welcome and felt so good. Somehow, you both were able to kiss and stay afloat.

“Oh Dan.” You said softly. “I think I like kissing you very much out here.”

“Me too. Kiss me again.”

“Yes.”

You were not sure exactly when it happened. At some point your legs had wrapped around him. You were still floating and so was he.

“Honey, you feel so good.”

“You do too.” You gasped. “Dan!” You could feel just how good he felt.”

His eyes burned. They echoed and matched how aroused he felt as his hard on in the water grazed as it bobbed in the water against you. You became incredibly excited.

“You do that to me.”

“I want you.” The words came from you before you even realized what you were saying.

“I want you too.”

“Should we?”

“I don’t think I can walk back to our blankets like this.”

You drew closer and wrapped your arms around him. “Then yes, please. I want to feel you.” You whispered.

“Oh honey.” He voice had grown deep, and a sigh, that became a moan broke his lips as you felt him easily enter you.

All you do, was make an incoherent sound of pleasure. The excitement and the sensations were almost too much.

You moved a little.

“Yes, just like that.”

His grip on you tightened and you could feel as his legs continued to move and kick. Both you looked rather comfortably just bobbing up and down enjoying their warmth A mere glance would not portray anything further.

“Yes.” He moved, more like glided in and out of you clutched him harder.

“Dan. Yes. Feels so good.”

You met each other’s eyes and your lips followed. Somehow your bodies knew exactly what to do. It felt amazing, very different then being on solid ground or in a bed.

“Dan, I’m so close.”

“Cum for me, here in the middle of this lake.”

“Oh yes.” You managed to get out and you held onto him tightly, you increased your pace before you felt yourself coming completely undone, and you came hard.

He was not far behind and you felt as he buried his head into your shoulder. Your name became incoherent even as he threw his head back as you felt him cum inside of you.

A little later you eased yourself off of him and despite your legs feeling like jello you managed to kick and move to stay afloat.

******

Later, with the sun behind him kissing at his bare shoulders as yours and his hair began to dry, a smirk curled his lips to one side. You had already enjoyed half of the food he had packed. “We may have to do this again. Though this time I want the moon as our companion looking over the lake.”

Your stomach tightened. “I’d like that.” Moving, your nose his cheek as you pressed a kiss against it. “The sun is setting in a few hours.”

His eyes were large when he pulled back to look at you. “Honey?”

“What? It’s an idea.”

He kissed you then.

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bowieandqueen11 · 4 years

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Drink Takes the Man / Danny Torrance Imagine

Request: Can I request a Danny Torrance x Reader where reader has the shining and goes with Danny back to the overlook and ends up being the one chased by Danny when he is possessed and has to try to get through to him please 🥰 Thanks so much love!

Of course love, this honestly hit me right in the feels

Comments are much appreciated!

The wind was howling. That’s all he could remember now. The day his dad died, the wind was howling.

The snow outside the Overlook was picking up against the maze in drifts, blinding the night with ice white dust. You ran, ran away from the stairs, from the monsters. You tried to get that image out of your head, your footsteps matching the ones he left in the snow, in the darkness, all those years ago.

Trees, posts, statues loomed in your vision outside the large bay windows, then vanished, swallowed in white.

The floor was tiled with fine beige marble, which made every step of your heel echo off the empty chambers. A chandelier loomed over your head as you stumbled past, knocking against the edge of a sofa that filled your lungs with dust.

‘Are you ready to take your medicine, Y/n?’

You clamp your hands over your ears, letting your shine reach out a little to try and locate your Danny. He was still in the great hall. That was good. There was still time.

But not much.

You tried to remember your way in this labyrinth, the corridors seeming to twist and turn and change direction every time you turned their corners. It was as if it was laughing at you, the hotel. Every bronze fire extinguisher, every peeled piece of wallpaper, every off white room you passed. The little toy train set that still lay abandoned on the floor, a thick layer of grime over its charcoal wheels.

Until you reached it. Room 237. You left the door shaking as you ran in, not looking back as the walls began to thud with the rhythm of the axe’s handle. It's wooden handle was rough through bad manufacturing. It gave off a horrible woody metal smell, a lingering of copper on the edge of it’s blade, but boy, if it didn’t feel good in Jack Danny Torrance’s hand.

‘You can’t run from me!’

Nature had come back to reclaim what was hers, spreading her spiny fingers on the wall. Here grew life, on the edge of this mountain. Moss on the dampness of this fine wallpaper. Seeds had drifted down from the world above them, and there were patches of water on the carpet, some a little deeper then others and the gutter had been clogged with human blood and rain. This now empty hotel was a ruin, but it was still haunting in so many other ways. Nothing had changed, it was just under different management.

You wouldn’t allow it to be your Danny.

The putrid green and purple circular carpet of Room 237 is maksed only by the stale mint green of the bathroom that beckons you forward. You walk past the lavender armchair, past the bed, your hand stopping inches away from the doorknob.

You couldn’t take your eyes away from the pointed finger the water was racing away from.

All you could see was an inhuman figure sitting there. Her head was cocked slightly to the right and her back was crooked, with red, thick zig zags crawling across her eyes like worms. Her eyes clamped onto you, never looking away. It just sat still, watching silently. Not that it could speak, for her mouth was torn, creating an unnatural smile that smeared across her face. Small black stitches stapled the mouth attempting to keep it shut, however blood continued pouring out through the tangled veins.

It feels like someone’s whispering in your mind, poking around.

You slam the door shut, not hearing another one open. You didn’t hear a door open and shut, its creaking noise bringing a chill to your spine you didn’t feel. It sounded like some dying animal, crying out its pain and sorrow with its last breath.

Gasping, you spin around, reaching out just in time to stop an axe head from landing in the midst of your skull.

Danny stands in front of you, his face twisted in absolute pain as his hands shake within yours. His face came into focus like an object looked at through a telescope, but this blur was close, very close. At first his whisper was like the soft blow of the wind in the trees, then as the ghost became more clear, more sharply focused, the whisper became an eerily familiar voice.

‘Are you ready for your medicine?’

‘Danny, listen to me. This is not you. You are not your father.’

‘I told you. I told you, the man takes a drink, but the drink also takes the man. This was always how it was supposed to be.’

‘But that’s not true, is it? You’re just a mask. A false face.’

Danny is in so much pain his complexion is ashen. His skin has sunken in tone to something so lifeless it scares you just to look at him, but his eyes. There’s something still swirling in those blue eyes of his. Hope.

His left eye twitches as you dig further into his thumb.

‘You’re Dan Torrance. You’re like me, you shine. You used to live here, sure, but that’s not all you are. You and Wendy, your mum, moved away to Florida, remember? You never wanted to see the snow again. She would let me travel to see you, and we’d sit by the pier, and you would tell me about the scary lady in the bathtub while I just held your hand, because you were so scared. You were so young, and it wasn’t fair. But you’re not scared anymore. You’re smart. And you, false face, have been stupid. You haven’t been paying attention, and now...now I think you should run, before the boilers don’t give you a chance.’

The hands that once reassured you started to shake in your grasp as the axe dropped down by your toes, but you clutched at his weary fingers anyway, letting the warmth and softness of your own hands let him know you were there, that you were alright and that you didn't leave him alone at the end. In a voice usually reserved for children, you told him the tale you had always used to distract him when you were younger. As the story unfolded his breathing would stop for a time and then start again, gasping, and as his tears rained down his hand grew cold. His fires had been extinguished.

‘You were supposed to run.’

‘I’m not going anywhere without you.’

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ificouldhelpyouforget · 4 years

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The True Knots (Dan Torrance x Reader)

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A/N: Here is the last written one I have so far. I wanted to go back into the movie again. I need to get the book finished so I can write more in that world. :)

Summary: You go with Dan to find the baseball boy. You follow to the stand-off between your boys and the True Knots. You lose a part of yourself.

Warnings: Violence, self-harm/forced suicide, language... if you’ve seen the movie, you know.

Words: 2.5k

Dan knocked on your door late at night. You had a blanket wrapped around your shoulders and you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. If he wasn't on a mission, he would have considered staring at your sleepy state a little longer.

"I need your help," he said.

You studied him for a long time. "Okay. Let me at least get dressed."

"Of course."

You came back out in some leggings and a long sweater, your hair in a loose ponytail. "Let's go," you said.

"How do you know I need you to come with me?"

"I can see it in your eyes. That and you didn’t follow me inside. Lead me where you need me, Danny."

He watched your brow crease when he knocked on Billy's door. Your expression remained the same as he asked Billy – and you – to trust him. He had a long story to tell.

Dan started from the beginning, his imaginary friend, Tony. He talked about how he could just understand things, know things about people when he was just a kid. He talked about his dad and the Overlook Hotel... the things that happened there. He explained his "shine" in detail, how he had an intuition about things. The more he talked, the more realization showed on your face. Dan guessed you were recalling the times he said something that didn't make sense at the time, nuggets of information for the future or about you that you never told him. He finished with meeting Abra Stone and her shine.

"She wants me to go find this kid, get his glove, and bring it back to her. She wants to find the people who killed him. I need a car."

"You can use mine as long as I can come along," Billy said. "It's always good to have another set of hands."

"I want to come, too," you added. "Abra sounds like a special girl. I want to help her with you."

"Thank you. Both of you."

•••••

It was a long drive. You took the first leg, driving most of the night. When Dan took over, you rode shotgun and curled up in your seat. Dan's heart melted when you laid your head on the center console, partially using his arm as a pillow. You chose to lean toward him rather than the window and that gave him hope for something to grow, something he didn't know already settled in your heart.

Abra appeared in the backseat beside a sleeping Billy, greeting him with a smile.

"Who're they?" she asked.

"My friends." He glanced at you. "My best friends."

She tilted her head, eyes falling on you still using his arm in your sleep.

"Really? She's just your best friend?"

"Yes... Okay... Maybe I... No. I do. I love her."

"Did you tell her?"

"No. There hasn't been a good time, Abra."

"You should tell her."

"Maybe when we take care of these people. Okay?"

Abra watched you shift and nuzzle your face against Dan's arm. "You're important to her, too, so don't be scared."

"I'm not. Aren't you a little young to be giving me relationship advice?"

She shrugged.

Dan glanced at you as you sighed, promising himself to tell you how he felt for so long.

•••••

Billy took the final leg of the drive. For a few hours, you and Dan rode in the back. He intended to stay in the front, but when he helped a half-asleep you into the back, you wouldn't let him go. As embarrassing as it was to see Billy watching you try and hold Dan hostage in your arms, Dan gave into your sleepy request. With seatbelts on, you twisted to lay your head on his lap.

"Guess you're stuck back there until she wakes up," Billy said.

Dan looked down at you, eyes softening. "Guess so."

"She likes you a lot, you know. Never seen her so close to someone before."

"You've mentioned that once. But she's close to you."

"Yeah, but it's not the same. You're someone special to her. Maybe she has a little of that shining thing you've got and that's why. Or maybe it's something else."

Dan ran his fingers through your hair absentmindedly. "Maybe she's the special one."

Billy smiled. "That she sure is."

•••••

You were awake by the time Billy pulled up to where Dan was guiding him to. You peeked over Dan's shoulder - he sat shotgun by then - and read the sign.

"This is it?" Billy didn't look confident.

Dan nodded. "Pull in more. I'll tell you when we're there."

Billy parked with his headlights pointing to a seemingly unsuspicious empty dirt area when Dan said he was there. A frightened remnant of the boy was still hovering in the area. Dan suddenly felt sick.

"I think you should stay in here, Y/N," he said as he undid his seatbelt. "I don't know what we might find, but it won't be good."

"Danny, I'll be okay." You put your hands on his and Billy's shoulders. "Let me keep an eye out for people while you both dig."

Dan looked deep into your eyes, noticing the way your cheeks darkened. "Don't stick around if you can't... if you don't want to see anything. Please." The last thing he wanted was for you to be as haunted as him.

"I promise I will get back into this vehicle if I need to."

Billy looked between you both. "Well, let's get to it then."

You sang and hummed quietly, filling in the silence while the boys dug into the dirt. Everything was going well until Billy dropped his shovel and ran past you to vomit. Your first instinct was to rub his back. Just as you turned to go to him, a smell of something rotting reached you. Coughing, you covered your nose and looked at Dan who was covering the lower half of his face and digging in the hole they made. Your blood ran cold seeing the obvious toe of a shoe sticking out of the dirt.

As soon as Dan dug out a baseball glove, he stumbled away from the hole. He looked at you, seeing unshed tears in your eyes. If only he hadn't been digging in a hole a poor kid was buried in... He never wanted to pull you into his arms so bad.

All three of you sat in the car, the headlights still shining on the hole.

"We should call the police," Billy said.

Dan nodded. "I agree. We need do it anonymously."

"I can do it," you said as you pulled out your phone. "Get your things and get rid of any evidence we were here. What was his name?"

A few minutes later, you hung up and tossed your phone in the seat beside you.

Dan glanced back at you to find you wiping your eyes. "Hey, Billy? Let's find a truck stop and get cleaned up. The police will find him."

"You got it."

•••••

Dan stood in the shower, scrubbing the dirt and smell of the kid off his body. All he wanted was to let the water fall over him so long that the night would be a distant nightmare. He couldn't imagine what the poor boy’s family was thinking... what they would do when a DNA test confirmed the body as their missing son.

His thoughts drifted to you, to the sight of your eyes glassy. You weren't even near enough to see him... body bloated, a sickly blue...

Dan turned the water off.

He found you sitting in a booth at the Subway, your knees pulled up to your chest and your lips on the straw of your drink. Billy wasn't there, so he guessed another shower finally opened up.

Dan sat next to you, looking at the tabletop. He knew trauma. He had some that still haunted him, but somehow, he had no idea what to say to you or what to do for you. All he knew is you needed him. He could feel it.

Finally looking at you, he tried to ignore the redness around your eyes from the tears you shed when you were alone. "Wanna take a walk?"

"We're at a gas station, Danny," you sniffled.

"Doesn't mean we can't walk around it. Please walk with me?"

You gave in to his pleading blue eyes.

You were quiet beside him, staring at the ground as you walked. He'd never seen you that way. You seemed so lost.

"Are you going to be okay?" Dan's voice was soft, gentle, soothing.

"How... How could someone do that to... to a kid?"

"I don't know, Y/N. People filled with evil, I guess. People who don't care about anyone else except themselves."

You fists clenched. "I want them to die, Danny. I've never felt that way about anyone... Not even criminals... But these people, whoever they are... they deserve to die. And your friend, Abra... She had to watch them kill him? That poor girl."

On instinct, Dan hugged you close when he heard you sniffle harder than before. Your arms circled his waist and you let out what tears you had left on his shirt. His hand cradled the back of your head and he whispered what he hoped were soothing words. He felt tears prick his eyes from your remorse, your anger. You didn't deserve to see anything like that.

"Things are going to get worse... aren't they?" you asked as you rested your head on his chest. You used your sleeve to wipe your eyes.

"I wish they wouldn't... for Abra's sake and yours."

Dan's heart raced when you pulled back just enough to look at him. He expected you to be confused or timid by his subtle admittance of how important you were to him. Instead, he saw a light in your eyes akin to hope. Maybe it was because you hoped things wouldn't worsen. He had no idea that your heart skipped at his words, hearing how much he cared.

His hand moved by its own volition, coming up to the side of your face. His thumb grazed the skin along your cheekbone, feeling the warmth as you began to blush. You were a sight to behold.

"There you two are!"

Dan's hand dropped and you let go of him. Even though both of you smiled warmly at Billy, disappointment sat deep on your hearts. Dan was so close to telling you how he felt. So close.

•••••

Abra was so much more than you imagined her to be. She was witty, strong, and unbelievably brave. You took an instant liking to her. Dan smiled seeing how you started to act like a big sister to her. If something were to happen to him, Abra would have someone to protect her outside her family.

Billy stood in front of you, hands on your shoulders in the Stone's driveway. "Do you want to stay with Abra or come with us?"

They had a brilliant idea to trick the True Knots and lead them off where Billy and Dan could kill them with rifles. As much as you wanted to be there for Abra, something in your gut was telling you to go with Dan and Billy.

Dan had mixed feelings about you coming along. Even though you'd be safer with Abra, he could keep an eye on you if you came with them. Being in love with someone made decisions much harder than they needed to be.

•••••

They made you stay in the car. Dan gave you one of his jackets to cover yourself if anyone felt the need to peek into the car. That thought alone nearly turned Dan into a nervous wreck. If you were caught, he couldn't live with himself.

You remained hidden until you heard the rifles fire off. Screams and horrifying choking sounds lingered in the air after each shot. You peeked out the window just as one of the True Knots took a bullet and phased into dust. You should have been horrified, but deep down, you were downright gleeful to watch them for. Like you told Dan... they deserved it.

Dan and Billy neared the RV just as a young woman climbed out, saying something to Dan and sending him to his knees with words.

Carefully and quietly, you excited the car. You weren't sure what you could do, but you would stop her if she tried to hurt your boys.

It happened too fast. Dan collapsed. She took his gun and held it toward him. He promptly woke up. You started to come out from behind the car when Billy shot her. She fell away, her skin flashing between human and skeleton as she writhed on the floor.

"Billy, don't!" Dan said, trying to get on his feet to keep Billy from getting closer.

"Kill yourself," she said to Billy as her final words.

You ran forward shouting at him to stop. Dan reached out to get the gun away. The woman on the ground cackled as the gunshot sounded. Billy fell.

"Billy!" you screeched. Dan had never heard a sound so haunting.

The woman laughed more before turning to dust.

You fell to your knees, sliding toward Billy's lifeless body and shouting at him to wake up. He couldn't be dead. Not your Billy. He'd never do such a thing on purpose. She made him do it... Somehow she made him die.

Dan cried as you collapsed on Billy's chest and wept from your soul. He had always been a brother-figure to you and Dan could feel the despair rippling off you in waves. You only had Dan left... Abra. He could sense your feelings of abandonment, of being lost. It was time for him to be there for you in the way Billy needed him to.

"Y/N..." Dan choked out, sitting on his knees beside you. He placed his hand on your back.

Still sobbing, you slowly sat up and curled into Dan. You muttered incoherently, sometimes letting out a "why him?" or a "fuck her." Each time he felt you shake with new tears, he hugged you tighter. All he wanted to do was make you smile again. He couldn't bear seeing you that way. He couldn't live seeing you so lost, so hurt.

Everything came to a halt when he heard Abra call out in his head followed by silence. As much as you needed to mourn, as much as he needed to mourn, Abra was in danger. She needed both of you.

"Y/N," Dan said against your hair. "I... I'm so sorry, but... Abra... she, she needs us. I think they got her."

You sat up, looking over at Billy. "We need to call the police. We need to get him home to his family."

"I'll take care of it. We'll get Billy..." He took a shaky breath. "We'll get him home."

You rested your hand on Billy's head, ignoring the blood. "Thank you, Billy... Thank you for making everything feel like home." Fresh tears spilled over your cheeks. "You were the best brother a girl could ask for... Thank you for treating me like family. I'm going to miss you... so... damn... much. I love you, bubby."

Dan took your hand and squeezed it. He didn't have words to say to comfort you. His heart hurt too much.

Neither of you wanted to leave him there, but Abra needed you. Rose couldn't have her.

You cried all over again as Dan drove away from Billy. He struggled to keep his voice steady as he told the operator where to send the authorities. The two of you would be long gone before they'd get there. But parts of you would linger because Billy was a special guy. Billy was one of a kind.

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helaintoloki · 4 years

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could i request an angst fic inspired by the lyrics of the winner takes it all where either dan or obi visits the reader after a bad break up and they try to set things right and they want them back but reader is heartbroken and they don’t know if they can. i think the lyrics “i don’t want to talk about through things we’ve gone through” “i was in your arms thinking i belonged there” “i apologise if it makes you feel bad seeing me so tense no self confidence” could all work so well thankyou!!!

a/n: I don’t usually do requests based on songs but I’ll let this one slide aha anyway enjoy!

He isn’t sure what he’s doing here or what he hopes this will accomplish. You’d made it very clear that you wanted nothing to do with him, and so he respected your wishes and stayed away from you for a whole month. It hadn’t been a clean break when you’d separated, things were said and tears were shed, but Dan still had a small sliver of hope that you’d be able to go through this. You’d had three good years together, had been through many ups and down, so surely you’d be able overcome this setback in your relationship. At least, he hoped you would.

His palms are clammy and his hair is an unruly mess from all the fidgeting he’s done while mustering up the courage to knock on the door he had once held the key to. He thinks of turning back, of running to the nearest liquor store so that he can forget all about you, of hopping on the next bus to escape to the nearest town, but he stays. He owes you that, he owes you more than that, but all he can do for now is face you like a man and beg on his hands and knees for forgiveness, so he knocks on the door.

Your face is brighter than the last time he’d seen you, and the way you carry yourself with your head held high has him thinking maybe you’re better off without him. The weight of your alcoholic boyfriend no longer weighs on your shoulders and for once you feel that you can breathe. You look at him expectantly, as if you’ve been waiting for the day he’d turn up on your doorstep like a lost puppy, and wordlessly let him inside your home.

The walls that had once been lined with portraits of your times together is now barren, and the absence of his presence in your house feels like a punch in the gut to Dan. It seems while he’s trying desperately to grasp at the broken pieces of your relationship you’ve already made your peace with it. He’d heard talk of how well you’d been taking it, and for a long time he refused to believe it. Surely you had to be hurting just as much as he did, how could you not? You were in love, you were soulmates, and you belonged together.

“Before you say anything I just want you to know that I don’t want to talk about the things we’ve gone through,” you start. “There’s no point. We’ve talked and talked and talked throughout our whole relationship only to get the same results.”

“Y/n-“

“You’ve come to apologize, and for the sake of closure I’ve let you in. But it’s not going to change how I feel or what I think of this. Of us.”

“I’m so sorry,” Dan whispers quietly, quickly wiping away at the tears that have already begun to form in his eyes. His hands are trembling and you have to refrain from taking them in your own in an attempt to console him. He isn’t yours to worry about anymore.

“Do you even know what you’re apologizing for?” You retort harshly, throat sore from the tears you hold back. “Do you even remember what you did?”

Danny looks at you guilty, eyes pleading for you to understand that whatever he did wasn’t his fault. He was drunk and he didn’t mean it, honestly. He loves you more than he’s ever loved anything, and he desperately wants that to be enough for you.

“I know you were drunk,” you say as if reading his thoughts, “but that doesn’t excuse what you did. I love you Dan, I do, but I can’t deal with this anymore. Late nights waiting up for you, having to help you get into bed, cleaning up the empty liquor bottles, struggling to pay the bills because you used my money to buy booze— yeah, I know you took it, but I didn’t say anything because I thought things would get better eventually. And they haven’t.”

“I-I can pay you back. I can change. I promise y/n, I’ll do whatever it takes to be with you again,” he pleads, taking your hands in his own only for you to pull away. You’re slipping from his grasp faster than he can stand; he’s losing you.

“I really want to believe that, Danny,” you say in a wavering voice, a single tear slipping down your cheek, “but I can’t wait for you to get better. I’m not strong enough to handle it, I can’t live my life like that. Maybe you’ll get better and maybe we can try again, but for now I just think we’d be better if we were apart.”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I think you should go,” you murmur quietly whilst wiping away at your tears.

“Y/n, please,” Danny begs. “Please don’t do this.”

“I’m asking you to leave,” you repeat with a whisper, refusing to meet his gaze.

Danny respects your wishes and shows himself out, shutting the door behind him just as you shut the door on your time together.

#idk what this is yikes #but anyway #dan torrance #dan torrance x reader #dan torrance imagine #danny torrance #danny torrance x reader #doctor sleep #the shining #request #angst

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Doctor sleep

People better be making possessed Dan GIFs soon otherwise I am going to riot

#give me the GIFs you cowards #please i need them for angst reasons #Ewan McGregor #doctor sleep #Dan Torrance

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elenamiria · 3 years

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Danny Torrance x Reader - Kinktober Day 30

Temperature Play | Sixty-Nine | Dub-Con | Xenophilia

Word Count: 4.5k (🤡 oops) Warnings: Dub-con! Possessed!Danny, fem reader, violence against reader, choking (in a non sexual way), brief oral (f receiving), Biting and marking, unprotected p in v sex, creampie, rough sex, slight daddy kink, feelings (fluff and slight angst)

Kinktober Day 29 « Kinktober Masterlist » Kinktober Day 31

Main Masterlist & Taggies: @legally-a-bastard , @katrynec , @mistermiraclee , @obitwo , @justanotherblonde23

When Danny had come home distraught you heard him heading up the stairs to his room, yours being below his, and thought maybe you should go check on him. You hadn't at first, not wanting to disturb him, he was closer to Billy than he was to you so you worried it might be odd just showing up. Billy had introduced the two of you and you all had dinner together a few times a week when Danny was off. You had a soft spot for Danny, the way he always seemed to know when something was bothering you, his kind eyes and smile, and his soft, caring nature all drew you towards him. Not that you would ever admit your little crush to him, he never seemed to look your way twice. But, when you heard a smashing noise and glass skittering across the ceiling you decided that maybe you should in fact go see if he was alright.

The door was ajar and you slowly entered the room. He was against the black wall, hands pressing firmly into it, and you called out his name softly. As you got closer you could hear him speaking but it wasn't to you. Unsure of what to do you stood there until he jolted towards the wall with a gasp - like he was waking up from a trance. You called out to him again and he spun to you eyes wide. You stepped back for a second at the wild look on his face and then quickly approached when you noticed the blood on his upper lip. Reaching up you gently trailed your fingers down his cheek as you whispered, "Are you hurt?"

He shook his head, still breathing heavily and he replied, "No, I'm fine but Abra. I have to go get her, they took her."

A million questions ran through your head but he had a desperate look about him and so you simply said, "How can I help?"

You could hardly believe the tale Danny told you on the way to pick up Abra but you knew he was telling the truth, the way he looked at you as if begging for you to trust him only confirmed that. It was a good thing you agreed to come along Danny was exhausted and when you offered to take over driving so he could rest he happily accepted.

Now the three of you were on your way to the Overlook Hotel and an uncomfortable feeling was sitting heavily in your stomach. You couldn't shake the feeling despite the determination that your two companions seemed to have and you knew Danny could tell something was going on by the way he kept glancing at you. When you stopped at the gas station at the bottom of the mountain you were tense you couldn't tell if your body wanted to scream or cry or both but something in you was telling you to run far far away from the hotel you were heading towards and never look back. Dan laid a warm hand on your knee and your gaze snapped from the mountain to him. He offered you and then Abra a small smile before he lowly stated, "Not too much further, up the mountain."

When his hand left you to return to the steering wheel you wanted nothing more than to chase after it and interlace your fingers together but you shook the feeling off as just your nerves besides now was not exactly the time for romance.

As you gazed into the gaping maw of the hotel you could feel your whole body trembling and you knew it wasn't due to the snow falling around you. As Danny explained that he wanted Abra to wait in the car you stood patiently waiting to see what your role would be in all of this. Danny finally turned to you as Abra retreated into the car, "I want you to wait with her. When we're in there you stay with her the whole time, that way if something happens to me she'll have you."

You blinked up at him, shivering slightly as you replied - "If it's dangerous for you shouldn't you have someone come with you. I'm not like you two, right? So maybe I could help you."

Danny smiled at you, "You are like us, you just don't know. Billy was like us too, he could always sense people, he could tell who they were before he'd even say hello. You, right now you're shaking and it's because you can sense things too."

His arms grasped your elbows, your arms tightly wrapping around yourself, "So you'll stay with Abra, I'll go in alone. I'll be alright"

You hesitantly nodded, sharing a long look at each other as if trying to communicate words unspoken before you retreated to the car and watched Dan Torrance walk into the overlook hotel.

It wasn't long before Abra was calling Dan back out to you and the three of you were heading into the hotel together this time, Abra clutching onto both you and Danny. From there everything happened so quickly you barely had time to process it all. One second everything seemed to be going according to plan and the next everything went to hell. Danny had ordered you and Abra to run and so you did, holding the young girl's hand tightly terrified of losing her to this place. You could hear Danny's screams as they echoed through the abandoned halls and you had to stop yourself from going back for him. When you and Abra ran into the the twins you knew something had happened to Danny and you wrapped a protective arm around Abra. Slowly you tugged her backwards away from the twins and turned to go back down the hall, freezing once you saw Danny. Abra spoke but you couldn't focus what she was saying as blood rushed through your ears, every atom of your being screaming at you to run. You found yourself whispering the word 'run' aloud as Danny lifted his head and pure terror rushed through you. Abra sprinted ahead of you, still holding onto your hand as the two of you fled. You let her take the lead as she seemed sure in her path, though there was nothing to assure you that it wasn't the hotel leading you to certain doom.

Ducking into room 237 you pushed her behind you as Danny's deranged shouts of your name and then hers filled the air, growing closer and closer. She clung to your back, small hands gripping your sides, and you bit back tears as the two of you backed further into the room. You held your breath as you watched Danny's shadow pass by the door and exhaled shakily when he seemed to pass by, you took long deep breaths - all you had to do was get to the car and you'd be fine. You turned to Abra who was staring into the bathroom but you gently shook her, she jumped slightly before focusing on you. You were certain Dan would return and when he did you were going to distract him so Abra could escape, she tried to argue but as you positioned her next to the door you reassured her with fake smile and, “It’s alright, I’ll be right behind you.”

The door sprung open far sooner than you hoped and your heart pounded in your chest as Danny advanced. His gaze intense, his white eye staring through you as his blue eye darkened. He stalked towards you calling out your name in a low growl, “You’ve been very very bad.”

You froze as the axe came dangerously close to your face, the blunt end trailing just along the edge of your body as Danny questioned, “Where is she?”

Trembling you felt tears gather in your eyes as the cold metal of the axe slid up your cheek and you choked out, “I don’t know we went separately.”

You could see Abra in your peripheral vision slowly sneaking out of the room and you wanted to sigh in relief but your attention was quickly brought back to Dan’s face as his eyes narrowed at you, “Naughty girl, I told you to stay with her and now you don’t know where she is is that right??”

You met Abra’s hesitant eyes over Danny's shoulder as you nodded and she took off. Danny started to turn at the noise but you did your best to distract him, attempting to wrestle the axe away.

He snarled, his voice distorted and echoing with other voices that didn't belong to him and he grabbed you by the throat lifting you effortlessly before throwing you. You slammed into the wall with a scream, falling to the floor and you let out a small whine as you tried to rise, gripping the side table next to you tightly. Dan approached you laughing as your head swam, you looked up at him tears in your eyes and he froze. His head tilted slightly as he watched you shakily fight back your sobs, his eyes narrowed - "How interesting."

You were hauled to your feet by a firm hand grasping your hair and wrenching your head to the side, Danny buried his face into your neck. Inhaling deeply there was another harsh laugh and then, "You smell so so delicious."

He bit harshly into the junction between your neck and shoulder causing you to cry out in pain that quickly morphed into a whimper as he suckled and lapped at the spot.

"W-what are you doing, Danny?" You knew the question was pointless as this wasn't your Danny. However you received a response though it didn't answer anything, "We're going to do what he was too afraid to."

Danny had dropped the axe at some point and his hand slid up your body to grope at your breasts before gripping your throat tightly. You gasped for air before Dan's mouth enveloped yours in a hot and needy kiss, his tongue slipping easily into your parted mouth. Your eyes slid shut as you tried to pretend that this was actually Danny kissing you and not whatever was currently possessing his body, when you didn't respond he tightened his hand cutting off your air supply. Your hands shot to his arm, scraping at his jacket desperately to pull him off, and your eyes flew open again. He pulled back, breathing heavily, as his eyes trailed you up and down. A half smirk covered his face as he spoke, this time sounding more like himself just low and gravelly, "Don't act like you don't like this dove. I can sense your arousal. Just let us in, let us feast on you."

His hand finally relaxed just as your vision had started to go blurry and you gasped harshly for air, barely able to get any before once again his lips were devouring yours. You moaned into his mouth when Danny slipped his hands under your shirt, sliding up to your tits and he grabbed at them with an appreciative moan of his own. He played with your nipples, pinching and pulling just hard enough that there was a slight sting and enough to make you cry out in pleasure. His lips pulled apart from yours after swallowing down every little noise you made while he played with you and trailed to your neck.

Danny looked up at you, his milky eye seeming to pierce your soul, before he bit once again though this time higher up. He seemed to delight in the cry that flew from your mouth. He continued his treatment as his hands made quick work of your clothing, tearing it away when it wasn't easy to take off. You called out his name in alarm as he ripped your shirt in half but he simply grinned as he once again teased your breasts. He continued marking you down your neck and collarbone until he reached your chest. Whispering 'mine.' before biting harshly at the tops of your tits and sucking marks into them.

You grasped at the back of his head, running your fingers through his hair and tugging slightly as he bit at you. His eyes snapped up to your face and your breath hitched at the feral look in his eyes. He stood up to his full height locking eyes with you while his hands trailed down your body to your waist, gripping hard enough you knew there were going to be bruises. He spun you around, pushing you hard into the wall, hands tugging your pants and underwear down your legs. You trembled as your face pressed against the cold plaster, shivering as your body was exposed to the cold air.

Danny knelt on the ground as he pulled your legs free of their clothing, warm palms grasping at your ass before spreading you apart and baring your wet cunt to him. You heard him inhale deeply and you yelped as once again Danny bit you, this time your sensitive inner thigh. He whispered 'mine' again before his tongue licked up your thigh up to your pussy. He licked three long lines up the entire length of your slit, groaning each time he tasted your sweet juices, his tongue pressing flat and wide against you. The fourth time he trailed his tongue through your lips, down your thigh, over your ass cheek and all the way up your spine until he rose behind you and pressed his body into yours.

Dan's clothing dug into your soft skin as he repositioned you, yanking your hips backwards but pressing your face harder into the wall. You couldn't help the garbled moan that flew past your lips when you felt his hard length pressing into you from behind. Your body, seemingly moving of it's own accord, ground into his cock pleading for him.

"Patience, dove. We have all the time we need." He growled out, his hands fumbling with his jeans. He undid them just enough to pull out his cock, hard and throbbing, as you tried to glance behind you to look at him. His hands returned to your body, one burying itself in your hair to keep you still and his other arm wrapping around your hips to pull you back towards him and then without warning he was inside you.

You screamed, startled at the harsh intrusion, as his length filled you. He stretched your tight little cunt out but you were so soaked he was able to slip inside without a problem. You heard a deep moan from him as his hips starting to pull back and forth, pumping his hard cock in and out of you. His pace started slow, with powerful thrusts burying him to the hilt on each forward movement, but that didn't last for long as he growled out your name and his hands flew to your waist. His grip was hard and his rhythm animalistic as he pounded into you, pulling you harshly into him with his firm grip on you. Your whole body was jerking in time with the power of his thrusts, your hands bracing on the wall to keep from slamming your face into it over and over again as you cried out on every thrust. Your vision blurred with tears as he fucked you, pleasure overwhelming your body.

Loud grunts echoed off the wall from behind you as he muttered out incomprehensible words mixed with light moans of your name. You begged him - "More, Danny harder! Please touch me, please!!" - as you felt your orgasm fast approaching, needing touch and stimulation elsewhere on your body. Suddenly everything was ripped away from you leaving you to pant against the wall until you were spun around. Your leg was hitched up around his hips as he plunged his rock hard cock into you once again, tearing a hoarse moan from you. His pace was brutal and one of his hands grasped your jaw harshly as he hissed, nostrils flaring, "You look at me when you cum dove. You hear me, are you gonna be a good girl for daddy?"

You cried out as his other hand circled your clit alternating between teasing touches and then pressing hard enough on the little bundle of nerves that you saw stars while he pounded away into you. Your walls clenched around him, squeezing hard, as a scream ripped from your throat when he pinched at your clit, pulling your orgasm from you. The tears that had been filling your eyes spilled over and Danny laughed before it broke off into a deep moan as your hot walls clung to him. You had stared into his eyes as he ordered when your orgasm hit but as it overwhelmed you your eyes slid shut of their own accord. You were gasping for breath as you came down and you didn't notice the way Danny's hands softened around you and how his hips slowed.

A weak call of your name met your ears and your eyes flew open desperately. Your eyes met Danny's confused and dazed blue orbs and you gasped. Your hands flew to his face as a soft smile covered your face, "Danny, I knew you were there."

He looked down at where your bodies became one and immediately jerked back, whimpering slightly as his length pulled from your warm body. You whined, trying your best to catch your breath. Danny’s face contorted in concentration as he gripped his head, “Fuck, I can’t hold them back for much longer. You have to go!”

“No, not without you Danny.” You cried as you inched towards him, freezing when you noticed for the first time his leg. Putting your danger aside you immediately walked to him and pulled his belt from his pants, ignoring his length bobbing next to your hand, pausing only to nudge his legs apart. He called out your name again, an edge to his voice that wasn't there a moment ago, “Go now! I can’t-”

He cut himself off with a cry as you wrapped the belt around his upper thigh and tightened it with all your strength, quickly tying it off. There was an inhuman roar and then you were once again being slammed up against the wall, both of his hands at your throat and face contorted in a snarl. Your feet lifted off the ground and for the first time in this encounter you truly feared for your life, hands scrabbling trying to pull his away. Having to fight your instincts you lifted one of your hands away to softly brush your fingertips against his face as you weakly croaked his name. Your gentle touch allowed him to gain control again as he let go of your neck, hands flying to your shoulders to support you.

Clinging to him you coughed and sputtered as you inhaled deep gulps of air after a few moments finally listening to what Danny was saying."You have to go, I can't hold them back and I can't stop them from taking you again. Please, you need to go."

Looking at him you shook your head despite wanting to crack at his pleading eyes. You swallowed deeply as you stood straight again, "No Danny, let them take what they need from me. I'm not leaving without you."

You cupped his face softly and pressed your lips to him, kissing him tenderly. Danny hesitated for a moment before he responded with a passion that took your breath away. As he parted he looked at you with a softness that you had only dreamed about before he whispered, "If I do this they won't be gone forever, I'm not strong enough to lock them all away right now."

You nodded as you stared up with the same affection that you saw in his eyes mirrored on your face, "I know, but I'll be with you through it all. If this is what we need to do to get you out of here alive, then we'll do it. Will you take me now, before they take control again? I want to know what it's like to be loved by you."

Danny leaned down to press a soft kiss to your lips, though it quickly deepened as his hand slid to your back tugging you close to him. You raised your leg and he was quick to catch it with his spare hand, angling it so it was most comfortable for you. One of your hands cupped his neck and your other trailed down his chest and stomach to grasp his cock loosely. You hadn't had time to appreciate just how big he was when you first were getting fucked but as you gently stroked his length a few times you couldn't hold back the appreciative moan as you felt his size. Lining him up with your cunt you swirled his tip through your drenched folds. Danny broke apart from you, forehead gently pressing to yours and connecting you as he asked, "Are you sure about this?"

Your answer was to press your hips forward, sinking his head into your cunt as you whimpered out a soft 'yes'. Danny pressed forward slowly easing his cock into you and even though he had been in you mere moments ago he still stretched you out deliciously. Where he had been fast and rough before he was now gentle and slow, wanting to savor every moment he had with you. His pace was slow as he pulled out only to fill you up again and again. You called out his name and he swore, face burying in your neck. Danny's hips sped up and you whimpered, his hands slid to your waist both to hold you up and to pull you as close to him as he could. He had noticed the blooming bruises on your neck and now he laved them with attention, pressing soft tender kisses to the areas and nuzzling into you.

You could tell he was starting to lose control again as his body jerked slightly when he pulled back and his grip on your waist tightened again to the point of slight pain. His breathy moans turned into deep grunts as he sped up suddenly pounding into you like he had earlier. Clinging to him his pace practically lifted you off your feet and you squeaked as he rammed into your cervix, legs buckling. Danny's face stayed buried in your neck, though now he was focused on marking up your collarbone with sucking and biting, while he destroyed you - fucking you so well you knew you would never be able to think of anyone but him.

He suddenly jerked away from your neck as one hand came down to rub tight circles on your clit, your walls fluttering in pleasure at the stimulation, and you thought he must be close with the way he fucked into you. Your mouth fell open in pleasure as he quickly brought you to another peak, the crown of your head hitting against the wall as your head lolled backwards, his other hand grasped your chin again to pull you up - forcing you to look at him as you came. Body trembling you spasmed against him, pussy clenching and flexing as he slid against your tight walls, it was only moments later when he was tipping over the edge as the two of you locked eyes.

For just a second his eyes flashed to their normal brilliant blue as he cried out your name before they darkened and a sheen covered his eye once again. His hips bucked deep, filling you to the brim, as his seed shot deep into your core. The feeling sent another wave of spasms through you as he painted your walls with him, claiming you in the most primal sense. As he finished his hips stilled as his head dropped to your shoulder and you stroked the back of his head and his hair softly.

There was a pregnant pause before Danny was pulling away from you, both eyes blue once more, and tucking himself away into his pants. You quickly found your clothing and tugged it on not wanting to risk him losing control again and you figured you only had a short period of time while he had full control to get out of the hotel. Pausing you realized your shirt was torn clean in half and was unsalvageable. Danny stared, face pink with embarrassment, he quickly shucked his coat and pulled the flannel he was wearing over his head offering it to you. Gratefully you accepted it, pulling it over your head, with your dilemma solved you turned towards Danny and tugged his arm over your shoulder once he put his jacket back on. You knew his leg would make it harder for him to walk now that there wasn't supernatural support pushing him along and you also knew your time was limited considering the boiler room situation. Glancing at Danny you couldn't help the soft smile covering your face as you simply stated, "Let's get the fuck out of here."

Your eyes blinked open blinded slightly by the bright lights shining down on you. A groan left your lips as you sat up straight, having almost slid all the way off your chair at some point during your sleep. Wearily you sat up as you remembered your surroundings, the hospital. Shooting forward your eyes shot to the bed and your face heated when you met Danny's sweet gaze.

"G'morning." He softly said, you smiled and rose to come close to his bedside, your hand resting on his lightly. Smiling you replied with a gentle, "Good morning to you too. How are you feeling?"

"Well I'm on some pain medication so it's not too bad. How is..." He trailed off, face dropping in guilt as he motioned to your neck area. Reassuringly you squeezed his hand, "It's fine, not bad at all. Honestly the ache in my...."

Your face heated at your thoughtless words before you muttered, "My soreness elsewhere is uhm distracting me."

Danny couldn't hold back a gentle laugh at your words as a blush rose to his cheeks another beautiful smile breaking out across his face. Your spare hand rose to stroke his face fondly before you paused and pulled your hand away, unsure of where your relationship stood with him. Dan's smile dropped slightly as his head tilted, he seemed to sense the problem as he whispered, "Darling I'm yours if you'll have me, I promise as soon as I get out of here I'll take you on a date and we can go from there."

For some reason his words overwhelmed you and tears pricked at your eyes, whether from relief or happiness you couldn't quite tell. Danny's eyes grew before he cooed out your name, hand tugging you forward so he could press soft kisses to your cheek whispering pleas not to cry into your skin. You nuzzled into his cheek before cupping his face once again as you pulled back finally ready to admit what you'd known all along, "Danny I'd love nothing more than for you to be mine, I think it's pretty clear by now. I love you Dan Torrance."

#danny torrance x reader #Kinktober 2020 #Danny torrance #doctor sleep fanfiction #possessed danny torrance #reader insert smut #ewan mcgregor fanfiction #ewan mcgregor smut #tw dubcon #Ewan McGregor #doctor sleep #danny torrance smut #danny torrance x you #danny torrance x y/n #horror

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the grave that you refuse to leave

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/RVZLbun by benzos Eddie doesn’t die in the deep yawning nothingness under Derry, but sometimes Richie thinks it might be easier if he had. He hates himself for the thought, but it catches him off-guard all the time, even now, a year later, in his big LA house with its hardwood floors now sticky with a layer of grime he’s tried to clean a few times, on his more optimistic mornings, and then he thinks of Eddie criticizing him for cleaning wrong, and it hits him again, and he can’t stop remembering. * Eddie lives. Richie's not okay. Words: 18531, Chapters: 2/3, Language: English Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh, Bill Denbrough, Ben Hanscom, Mike Hanlon, OCs, Dan "Danny" Torrance, Myra Kaspbrak, Sonia Kaspbrak Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak & Richie Tozier, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh, perhaps others Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff and Angst, very very damaged boys, richie's...not doing great, Eddie Kaspbrak Lives, Eddie Kaspbrak is a Mess, Richie Tozier is a Mess, They love each other, but are messes, Self-Harm, Suicide Attempt, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, my usual shit, please ignore all overlaps with other work i have No Underlying Issues to Address, Trauma, Child Abuse, Abuse, engulfing mommies, she's eating me because she loves me etc etc read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/RVZLbun

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #it 2017 #it 2019 #fic rec #reddie fic red #stephen king it

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Creator Tag Game

thank you for the tag, @thedevilwearsbeskar

rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works! Oh man. Where to start?

1. Become the Beast- An Anakin/ Suitless Vader x Reader one-shot. It’s quite long, 23k words. I wrote it over the course of November. It’s about former Jedi Reader finding a home in the rebellion while also dealing with hunting down a very attractive Darth Vader. It’s got angst, it’s got some crack, and honestly I feel like its one of the better things I’ve written this year. Artoo & Reader’s friendship is honestly one of my favorite things.

2. Come What May- A Modern AU. It features Obidala as the main romantic ship, but it’s not the focus of the fic. Obi-Wan is a law student living with his adoptive brother, Anakin. After losing someone important, Obi-Wan finds himself caught up in a web of lies and crime in order to find justice while also questioning the direction that his life is going and trying to keep his relationships in order.

3. This Isn’t Love- A Padmé oneshot. I basically heard the song by Karliene of the same name and immediately thought of Padmé. This sparked me to write a one-shot retelling the end of Revenge of the Sith from her point of view. We focus so much on how Anakin’s world has fallen apart, and everything that Obi-Wan has lost, but rarely do we focus on Padmé after Anakin leaves her to die on Mustafar. I wanted to remedy that. This is my love letter to my favorite Queen who deserved so much more than she got.

4. A Garden in Gotham- A Roman Sionis x Reader Series. I personally loved this because of all the little hidden easter eggs and puns I could slip in. Every title is a floral/garden pun and I tried to slip in a flower with meaning into every chapter. It’s about a Florist! Reader falling in love with Roman and the chaos that ensues as Roman realizes that his world isn’t yours and that maybe... just maybe... he prefers yours.

5. The Greatest Thing- A Moulin Rouge fanfic. It features Christian and Estelle Devereux (my OC that I created specifically for this fic). It’s the story of love in a social season and deciding what’s important out of life. It’s a fair bit of social commentary, a little bit of ‘dress porn’ as people say, and a love letter to a more romantic social era that’s one of my favorite to learn about.

Honorable Mentions:

In My Arms- My first Jaskier x Reader one-shot. It’s about a bard who falls in love with a bar maid who thinks that maybe she’s not exciting enough for him.

Pirate!Obi- Honestly, this is just one of my favorite concepts. It kinda made me happy to have a ‘thing.’ Like how @karasong has Prince!Obi, it was nice to have my own Pirate!Obi. Especially since he’s a different kind of pirate than how I have started to write him in Pirates of the Corellian (He’s more Will Turner in that since Anakin is Jack Sparrow). I definitely plan on writing more Pirate!Obi in 2021.

Doc Holiday- A Dan Torrance Holiday oneshot. I know I just wrote this, but it honestly was one of the fluffiest, feel good things that I’ve written this year and it makes me happy.

Tagging: @the-mandalorian-clone-lover, @anakinswhore, @sabinemorans, @princessxkenobi, and @kenobee

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obisimpkenobi · 3 years

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Ewan Character Masterlist

*contains smut

Obi-Wan Kenobi

One-Shots:

*Arranged- Prince!Obi Au where he just wants to be with you

*Longing- Obi-Wan and reader have known each other for a long time, and after years of teasing/ flirting/ sexual tension the barrier breaks

A Friend in Need- Obi-Wan needs help and you help him like the badass you are

*Control- Reader has not control over anything but one thing ;)

Blasted- You get hurt on a mission with Obi-Wan

Carefully- Obi is dingus, ANGST (Based on Carefully by Donna Missal)

Drabbles:

I Got You

Grump

Tea

Aragog

Moonlight

Jolly Rancher- Professor!Obi

Drizzle- Professor!Obi

Fav Disney Princess movie- Professor!Obi

Bat Onesie- Professor!Obi

Dan Torrance

sfw ABC

One-Shots:

*Stressed- You stressed tf out and Danny boy helps you

*Far Away- You have a nice phone call with Danny ;)

Lost- You’re clumsy with your items and Dan helps you find them

Hidden Feelings- Abra is sneaky and tells Dan how reader feels

Pumpkin Party- It’s spooky season and you, Abra, and Dan carve pumpkins

Here- Dan opens up about his past to you (hurt/ comfort)

Drabbles:

Animal Crossing

Gloomy

Alex Law

Drabbles

Kitty

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stardancerluv · 3 years

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Comfort

Summary: Reader in one case…and well Roman in the other are having rough days. So here is how those rough days are handled. Enjoy!

Had a rough go of things yesterday and needed some character comfort! Hope you all like it.

Dan Torrance

Sighing, you trudged over to the boarding house. Using the key Dan gave you let yourself in. Seeing, he was still at the hospice. You pulled off your shoes and clothes that hung on you heavily. Going to one of his drawers, you opened it took out then pulled on one of his t-shirts and some of his extra soft pajama pants.

Closing the distance, you went over to his bed. Pulling the blankets back, you went and laid down. You pulled the blanket back. Sighing, you closed your eyes. The anguish that had filled you was lessening but still still there. A few tears, slid free from your eyes and after running down your cheeks, they came to rest on Dan’s pillow. After taking a few shaky breathes, you finally let yourself drift off to sleep.

Dan shivered as he let himself into his apartment. Turning, he locked the door. Hung up his coat, turning he saw you and swallowed. Your sadness hung like a fog in the air. Sitting in the chair beside the door. he began to loosen the laces of one boot before pulling it off and doing the same to the other one.

He wondered what had happened to make you so sad. You had been a good spirits earlier in the day. He could reach into your mind but he chose not to. When you were awake, you could tell him. Perhaps over dinner or while you watched something comforting on tv.

As he took in the mound of discarded clothes and even how tightly wound the blanket around yourself, it was evident you had not had a good day.

With his shinning, he reached out in warmth and comfort. Easing into his bed beside you. He brushed some hair that had fallen into your face. Even in sleep you looked ill at ease. He pressed a kiss to your temple. Softly he whispered with his mind and aloud, “I’m here.”

A soft sound came from you and turned you curled up to him but still remained deeply asleep. He was glad that he could be a source of comfort even as you continued to slumber on.

I know I used the hug…but that hug looked so amazing.

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Anger

“Come quick.” Zsasz, rasped into the phone.

You had gone out to grab a treat you and Roman loved. Fresh, warm croissants, a bowl which was the right size for the two of you and expresso. He was getting bi-weekly shot of botox to curb the chronic headaches.

Afterward, you’d sit and indulge while the rest of the world could disappear till the evening would encroach. Roman, would slip on a killer suit, a fake brilliant smile, and a pair of shades that would obscure his eyes; so no would see that the smile he gave them never reached his eyes.

Something happened. Something shattered his “me time.”

On the opposite weeks, he’d have a shave or a hair cut or get fitted for a suit. Those days, afterward, the two of you would sit, curled up on one of the many comfortable sofas or lounges and read the society pages. Genuine, laughter would come from him.

He’d share stories of how ridiculous all those people were. When he had been a kid, he had seen behind all their masks, you delighted in the stories. He’d gesture and speak with his hands and yet again, you’d see that smile that was rarely ever across his face downstairs.

Taking the elevator, you wondered what could have destroy his mood. Mere moments ago, be had sent you off with a brief kiss on the cheek before laying down in his silken robe for the injections. His anger filled voice, greeted you before you saw him. He was raging, his blue eyes were twin flames. Your heart sank.

“Roman, I’m back.” You held up the bag and the covered cups that barely contained, the rich delicious scent of the expresso. “I got the tiramisu and croissants!”

You hazarded a glance. A put out looking Canary, rose an eyebrow as she looked at you. You shrugged. Zsasz, who had always had a flair for calming before you entered Roman’s life looked at a loss at what to do. When he looked your way, you gave him a half smile.

“You’re fucking back?” Roman, turned grabbed a pillow; his robe flapping around him.

You nodded.

“Fuck this, I don’t want any of that right now. Get the fuck out of here.” He snarled. His features rough.

When he had first pushed you away so angrily it had hurt. You ran and even thrown the goodies on the floor as tears had prickled your eyes. But now, you knew better.

You still couldn’t exactly dodge the pillows he threw. This one hit you square in the stomach, you wavered a little where you stood but you kept the expresso and bag of goodies safe.

“Roman, she only….” Zsasz’s voice trailed off as Roman grabbed another pillow.

“You two, get the fuck out of here too!” He held up the pillow.

An idea sparked in your as you watched him clutched and moved the new pillow in his hands. Putting, everything down you grabbed the forgotten pillow that had come to rest at your feet.

You walked over to where Roman stood.

“Oh Roman.” You said softly.

Turning, his anger still prevalent as it kept his features sharp. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking leave?” The edge was there but actually wasn’t as sharp. You could do it.

Quickly, you glanced, towards Canary and Zsasz, you gestured as if to say, I got this. You two can leave Zsasz hesitated but he left when you nodded.

That’s when you did it. You threw your pillow at him. It totally confused him. He dropped the pillow he had been holding. “What? What the fucking are you doing?”

You smiled and snatched, one of the pillows at his feet. “Throwing a pillow back at you.” You said simply.

“Don’t think I can’t land one harder.”

“Oh really? Do I get a running start?” You asked a playfulness entering your voice.

“I’d fucking run now.”

“Ok!” You ran just past him and grabbed another pillow.

Running again, you looked over your shoulder and watched as he aimed and threw.

Damn, moments later it got you square in the shoulder. An umph, came from you. He had been write it hit harder. “Hey that wasn’t much of a running start.”

“I never fucking promised anything.”

That’s when you threw yours. He dodged it.

“All you can do?”

“No!” But you grabbed and began running again.

Taking one of the other hallways you figured you could creep around and get him by surprise him.

You were rounding the corner, you glanced over your shoulder and didn’t see him. A tingle of victory began to fill you. But when you turned back to look in front of you, he was right there.

It so startled you, that you screamed.

He chuckled. Both of your hands lowered as you looked at each other.

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A few fallen pillows were around the two of you, as you both were eating from the tiramisu. The croissants were already a distant memory.

When his feature were completely soft and there was even a twinkle that came from his eyes, you finally asked. You rested your head on his shoulder as you handed him back the spoon.

“What happened?”

He inhaled but then he exhaled. You glanced at him from through the strands of your hair.

He dipped the spoon in and enjoyed a good spoonful.

“Harleen Quinzel.”

You pressed your lips together. You knew not to ask for anything further. Her name spoke volumes.

Not wanting to remove your head from his shoulder you had to. If the two of you were going to enjoy the expresso, you had to. You handed him, his first.

He took a sip and slid you a look, a smile tugging on his lips. “Rematch?” He eyed one of the pillows that was the closest to the two of you.

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mlmxreader · 4 years

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Hear Me Out | Dan Torrance

summary; Dan's shine has always been especially sensitive when it comes to you.

notes; angst, again. I'm sorry.

You were stuck, between days of unrest and seemingly never being able to sleep, and anxiety and worry that someone may try and hurt Dan, happy days seemed to far away; he tried to reach you, of course, he tried to help, but your mind was closed and fogged, and even he could not navigate the woe and misery and unrest and concern and worry. Even Dan Torrance's shine couldn't break through the thick fog. He did often ask himself what happened, if it was his fault, if he was the cause of it. But he never asked you if it was true.

When it came to you, Dan's shine had always been a little more sensitive than it had to other people, he could talk to you just by thinking despite the fact that you didn't share his curse, he could pinpoint exactly what had happened down to the very second what had ruined your day and caused sour moods.

He just wished he could understand why you were so stuck.

It was early in the morning, and after getting up and tossing all the dirty laundry in the basket and sweeping the laminate floor and doing other chores around the small flat, you returned to Dan's side in the bed, pressing your head against his chest and hoping that, between his slow and steady breathing and his gentle heartbeat, you would be put to sleep... but when he woke, hours later, you were still wide awake.

"Talk to me," Dan whispered. "Please."

You shook your head, only drawing in closer, bringing your legs up to his waist and wrapping your arms around him, closing your eyes. "You wouldn't... you've got enough to worry about..."

He frowned, furrowing his brows and gently laying one hand on your thigh, bringing your leg to lay across his lips as he drew patterns into the skin, smiling when he brushed the familiar fabric of a pair of his boxers. But his smile soon died. "I'm already worried about you, (y/n). You've... I keep trying to talk to you, but you've closed your mind and I don't-"

"Danny," you whispered, looking up at him and shaking your head. "Please, don't... don't."

"You're my partner," he insisted. "Talk to me."

You were so close, skin on skin, heart to heart, but why did you feel so far away? So detached? So... dead in the heart? Why couldn't Dan get through to you?

You knew that you couldn't hide your feelings from him forever, even if you would have preferred to, so you took in a deep breath, trying to steady yourself for what you were about to say. "I worry, about... about you... I mean, I know you can look after yourself, I know, but... I can't shake the feeling that something awful might happen to you and I... I hate it. I want it to stop and I-"

"Hey," gently, he brought his other hand to rest on your jaw, tilting your head up so that you had no choice but to look into his eyes. "If something was going to happen, I'd know it. I would know. But all I see... all I see when I look in your eyes is the person I want to protect most."

"Dan..." you whispered, shaking your head. "I can't sleep... as much as I try, I always think that the second I fall asleep that... that something bad'll happen."

"Hear me out," Dan started, "go get one of my shirts and put it on, we'll stay here all day, just you and me in this bed, okay?"

"Okay," you nodded. "But what about your job? What about Azzie?"

"I'll call in sick," he shrugged. "I'm not leaving you. Not when you're... not when you're so worried."

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ificouldhelpyouforget · 4 years

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Without You (Dan Torrance x Reader)

MASTERLIST

A/N: So this was inspired by an anonymous user who sent in the song ‘Dancing with Your Ghost’ by Sasha Sloan. I hope this is the kind of angst you wanted and although I didn’t literally take on the song, I’m sure you’ll pick up on a few things I pulled from it! Thanks for the request! Sorry it’s so short! I just really liked where it ended.

Summary: Dealing with loss in the first few days are the hardest.

Warnings: Just sadness and a little deceit from a girl named Abra

Words: 1k

You helped Billy’s family pack his things. They didn’t know you and you didn’t really know them, but you felt obligated to help. Billy meant a lot to you and you couldn’t sit back doing nothing while his siblings worked. Billy wouldn’t have wanted that.

It didn’t take very long. Most of the furniture they donated to the apartment complex. There was no need to take it home. His clothes, the small nick knacks he kept went away with them. You were offered to take something to remember him by, something that wasn’t as important to them. You couldn’t bring yourself to do that. Billy would always be remembered by you.

Danny’s apartment was a different issue. From what he told you, his family was gone. No one would come and collect his belongings. Everything would be donated or thrown out. Your heart clenched.

As soon as your landlady returned from her vacation, you met with her. There was only one thing you could think to do.

“Let me switch apartments,” you told her. “Dan Torrance’s place? He’s… he’s not coming back to it. I’ve always liked that apartment and I want to move into it.”

“You’re still under lease,” the woman said. “I can’t just give you the apartment.”

“I’ll pay the remaining months. Just… I need to…”

“Fine. I expect payment for both apartments each month until your lease is paid for.”

“Thank you so much!” You almost ran up to your floor until you realized you were missing something. “Do you have an extra key to the other apartment? Dan… He didn’t leave his key for me.” It probably burned up with the hotel and… no… you couldn’t think about it.

Your landlady sighed and produced the key from a drawer. “Don’t lose this one. I need to make another copy.”

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you.”

It took a couple of days for you to move your things into Dan’s old apartment after going through his possessions. He didn’t have much – that thought alone made you ugly cry for an hour while digging through his clothes – so it was easy to make room for your things. You had a single bag of clothes to give away, mostly jeans, scrubs, and his outdoor work clothes. You kept a few of his sweaters especially an olive green one you adored on him.

On the night of the second day, you sat on the hardwood floor surrounded by the clothes you wanted to keep. The cracked chalkboard wall with ‘murder’ across it glared down at you – a constant reminder of how it all started… how you lost two of the most important people in your life. You were alone.

“Billy…” you sniffled, hugging a sweatshirt to your chest. “Danny… If you can hear me… I miss you both so much.” Hot tears rolled down your face. “I-I don’t know how to live anymore. I’m… I’m a zombie. I still love you guys… And I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, Danny…” You buried your face in the article of clothing. “Maybe you would still be here…”

You woke up the next morning on the floor covered with various pieces of clothing and bloodshot eyes. It wasn’t the last time you found yourself like that. Almost like clockwork, you would stare at the chalkboard wall and try talking to Billy and Danny as if they were still there. You were losing yourself in a dream you could never have.

Abra attempted to reach out to you in the beginning until you begged her to give you some space. She did for a little while. But her fears got the best of her and she showed up outside your apartment, eyes sad seeing your pale face and red-rimmed eyes.

“Come have dinner with me and my mom,” she said while helping you clean up the mess of clothes you still hadn’t put away. “We’re all hurting, and you shouldn’t have to go through this alone. I… I miss him, too.”

“Do you know what it’s like, Abra? To go to sleep wishing it was a horrible dream? To wake up hoping you’ll see his face again? I lost Danny and Billy… I used to see them, hear them every day. Now there’s nothing.

“I have dreams of them alive. I see Billy with a beautiful woman he met while working on the tiny town. They’re so happy together. She already has a ring on her finger and a baby on the way. It was love at first sight for them. I see you and your parents pulling up in a nice SUV, bright grins on your faces as you hand over the dessert you made to share. I see… I see Danny looking well… happy. I like to see us together in a place we bought together…”

Abra frowned. “I lost my dad… You don’t think I fall asleep wishing he would be there to wake me up and take me to school? I know exactly how you feel.”

“I… I miss Danny… I feel like there’s a hole permanently in my chest where my heart should be… We weren’t anything more than friends and I feel like I’ve lost the love of my life.”

You missed the way Abra glanced past you. “You’ll find someone again.”

“Not like Dan Torrance… How can I love anyone the way I loved him for the eight years I knew him? I can’t walk away from that. I can’t… I can’t let him go. Maybe it’s because I didn’t get the proper goodbye… No, I never wanted it to come to that…”

“I think Uncle Dan is still around, you know,” Abra said, meeting your watery gaze. “You just can’t see him.”

“Can you? I mean, can you see him?”

The young girl hesitated, eyes shifting to something unseen. “Not really.”

In your sorrow, you didn’t sense the lie. You were oblivious to Abra and the spirit of someone lost to you deciding to keep their secret a little longer. There would be a time and place for you to know that Dan Torrance wasn’t completely gone from your life.

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