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Medium girl | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader | Nick and Chris Sturniolo x reader (platonic)

Summary: Where Y/N is a medium and Matt's girlfriend. She is invited to participate in the collab between Sam & Colby and the Sturniolo Triplets but ends up being targeted by ghosts all night.

Warning: Paranormal, supernatural, ghosts, mediumship.

Requested?: No.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

PS.: I spent long hours writing this, I was so excited because of the video and how this would come out! I hope you guys like it ♡

PS. 2: Another version of this same "universe" that I wrote.

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"Guys, today we have some very special guests. You literally spent months asking us to do a collaboration with them." Colby said as he walked through the Driskill Hotel Hall with Sam at his side holding the camera. "The Sturniolo Triplets and Y/N!" The brunette finished, pointing to the four mentioned while the camera lens focused on them.

The duo had just finished their initial presentation of the channel and the place where they were, happy to finally do something that their fans had asked for so much.

"Are you guys excited?" Colby asked, clasping his hands in front of his chest as he looked at them with excitement on his features.

"Super excited." The triplets responded at the same time, smiling broadly.

"Very!" Y/N responded from beside Matt, her left hand rested on the brunette's covered back while Matt's right arm wrapped around her shoulder.

"Are you guys scared, nervous, or just excited?" Colby asked again, looking briefly at the camera.

"I'm scared." Chris responded quickly, his hands resting on his waist.

"I'm terrified." Nick admitted without reservation, receiving laughter from everyone there.

"I'm super excited, a little nervous, but super excited." Y/N spoke, nodding as a smile spread across her face.

"We wanted to ask this to you specifically. You're a medium, right?" Sam asked from behind the camera, adjusting it in his hands so that the lens caught the four of them and Colby, but with the focus on Y/N.

"Yes I am." The girl nodded.

"She's Lorraine Warren herself." Nick interrupted, pointing briefly at Y/N with his left hand.

"It's not that big of a deal, Nick." She rolled her eyes, not holding back her smile when she saw the boys laughing at the oldest of the triplets' joke.

"But you're good, right? We watched some videos and podcasts of the triplets, and they commented a few times in them about you being a medium." Colby took the lead, looking at her carefully, hoping she could help them with the investigation of that video.

"She is great." Matt spoke before Y/N could open her mouth, carrying a big smile on his face and a proud look in his eyes.

"I don't consider myself great." The girl rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's comment, feeling her cheeks heat up. "I've always had this 'power'." She made the quotation mark gesture with her hands. "I can see, hear, and feel. I remember that when I was a child, I didn't understand anything, and I was scared to death, especially because people said that only I could do those things, I felt crazy. Until my mother took me to my grandmother when I was 9 years old, and they explained it to me together. My grandmother was a great medium, and apparently, that passed on to me." She explained briefly.

"So you can do all three? And you have control over them?" Sam asked from behind the camera again.

"It depends on what the spirit or demon wants. I can feel anything, both energy and proximity. As for hearing or seeing, it depends on whether the spirit wants me to see or hear them. But when they want, I do all three perfectly, everything becomes very clear to me, as if they were really there in the flesh." Y/N explained, receiving nods from Nick and Chris, who were next to her paying attention to her words, even though they already knew that.

"And how do you react to that? You live together, right?" Colby turned to the brothers, bringing their attention to them.

"Yes, we always knew that Y/N was a medium since we all grew up together in Boston. When we moved in together after moving to LA, we not only knew, but we started living it." Nick began explaining, his eyes going from his brothers to Sam and Colby.

"Yes, she never went into much detail about what she saw or heard because we were always a little scared-"

"You're all pussy's." Y/N cut Chris off, releasing the sentence with a smirk on her face. Colby laughed loudly, shaking his head.

"Thank you, my love." Matt scoffed, getting a "your welcome" in return.

"It has become normal for us to be talking to her, and out of nowhere, she looks at a specific point that, for us, has nothing. Or she stops paying attention to what we are saying to listen to something that someone from beyond is saying." Chris continued after rolling his eyes at his sister-in-law, already used to her jokes.

"Yes, it's scary. Sometimes, she wakes up in the middle of the night and stares into space, sitting on top of our bed. I just pull the blanket over my head and pretend I'm not seeing it happening." Y/N slapped Matt's arm after his comment, muttering a "best boyfriend ever".

"Do you think you'll be able to capture the movements here well?" Colby turned to her, looking at her with a curious look.

"I hope so. I'm hopeful that they will be open to me and show me what I need to know." Y/N nodded, breaking into a smile.

Matt moved his right hand down to Y/N's left, intertwining their fingers and caressing his girlfriend's soft skin with his thumb, knowing how much she was looking forward to the video and wanting to feel helpful, even if she didn't need to be a super medium for this.

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The six were now standing near the staircase where Samantha had apparently died after chasing a ball and tripping, rolling down the stairs.

Sam was standing on the second step while Matt and Chris were on the left side of the staircase, Matt leaning on the handrail, and Nick on the right side as they listened to the blonde's explanation.

Y/N was a little further away, Sam's voice was muffled to her while her ears picked up indecipherable whispers from all sides, as if many people were trying to ask for help, explain what happened at the hotel and sending hateful comments at the same time.

Matt's presence approaching her broke her from her trance, making her look up at him, seeing his worried expression.

"Is everything okay, baby?" He asked in a low voice, not wanting to attract the attention of the others.

"Yeah, I'm just trying to get a feel of the environment." Y/N responded in the same tone of voice, smiling softly, trying to calm her boyfriend and herself.

She was already used to seeing and hearing spirits since she had done it all her life, but this experience was different from any other she had ever had.

Nick looked at her momentarily, asking her if she was okay with just a move of his lips, receiving a nod in return.

Y/N decided to get closer to the others so she could focus on their main mission there, receiving answers from the spirits through the lanterns.

"Samantha, are you the only one up here on the stairs?" Matt asked after the boys asked several questions, his right hand holding Y/N's, trying to convey comfort.

"No." Y/N replied seconds before the red flashlight turned on, receiving looks from the five on her.

"Do you see any other ghosts up here?" Sam asked, watching Y/N's reactions carefully.

"Yes, I can't see them all clearly. Many are blurred, but I can see at least three up here, besides Samantha." The girl explained, briefly pointing to the spots where she saw the three aforementioned ghosts before turning her attention to the boys.

"Can you see Samantha?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows, his blue eyes wide in curiosity.

"No, she doesn't want me to see her. But I feel her... Here." Y/N counted, closing her eyes briefly before pointing to a specific spot between Colby and Nick.

Nick looked at the indicated spot, moving away and going to Matt and Chris' side, feeling shivers run up his spine. Colby focused the camera on there, as if waiting for something to reveal itself to the lens.

Matt looked up at his girlfriend, watching her carefully, trying to make sure she was okay.

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The six were now on the mezzanine, ready to stand in front of old mirrors, which were very expensive, while they tried to call for spirits through them, specifically for Carlota.

"Hey Carlota, we have five men here, but only four are single, and one of them is off limits." Matt began, looking around briefly as his right arm held Y/N close to him by her waist, not wanting to lose sight of her in the dark of the room.

Colby and Chris began to say pick-up lines into the air as they looked around blindly, causing Y/N to laugh. She couldn't believe they were actually doing that.

The scent of roses intensified around the group, making the girl divert her attention from the boys and also look around, looking for a source of the smell.

An intense tug on her hair made her take a step back, her hands flying to the spot as if she was trying to feel someone there, turning around abruptly.

"What was that?" Colby asked, stopping in the middle of one of his nonsensical pick-up lines.

"Someone pulled my hair." Y/N responded quickly, keeping her gaze firmly on the space where she felt a presence.

Matt turned to look at where his girlfriend was looking, keeping his hand in contact with her body, wanting to make sure she was still there.

"Are you sure that-" Chris began, stopping mid-sentence when he saw Y/N stumble forward, causing Matt's hand to lose contact with her body.

"Why don't you appear in front of me instead of pushing me around, Carlota?" Y/N spoke out loudly, her tone angry while her eyes rolled across the room, feeling several presences and trying to look for Carlota among them.

"Wow, calm down, baby." Matt asked, moving closer and touching her shoulder, only to have Y/N pushed to the side again.

It was obvious that that spirit, Carlota, if Y/N's intuition was right, didn't like the girl there for some reason. This was made clearer by the fact that she only pushed Y/N but didn't even touch the others.

"Are you sure it's Carlota?" Sam asked from behind the camera, zooming in on the lens and moving it so the camera captured the entire place.

"I can't see her, but I feel her presence. And it would make sense. She likes to be pampered and praised by men, having another woman in the same room as her might offend her." The girl explained.

"Or make her feel threatened." Nick added, receiving a nod from Y/N, who was still looking at specific points in the room.

"Get out." A whisper echoed directly against the girl's right ear, making her turn around abruptly, seeing only the female silhouette for a few seconds, before it disappeared like smoke.

Matt approached Y/N quickly as he saw her begin to show her nervousness, wrapping his arm around her waist firmly again, marking his territory and taking on a serious expression, looking around as if confronting whatever was there.

“You are not allowed to touch Y/N.” Matt stated, his voice echoing in a serious tone, tightening his grip on the curve of his girlfriend's waist.

The six stood in silence for a few minutes, waiting for something to happen again, but nothing happened.

"Matt took a firm stance, which probably proved to Carlota, or whoever was doing it, that they shouldn't touch Y/N." Colby explained to the camera. "If it worked so quickly, it probably means you have an aura similar to mine." He turned to Matt, who looked back at him with a confused look, not understanding what that meant.

"It is said that the spirits are afraid of Colby because he has a very "firm" aura, which scares them and makes them obey him." Sam explained, lowering the camera a little so he could get a better look at the couple.

"That explains why the manifestations at home lessen when Matt is around me." Y/N contemplated, bringing her right hand to Matt's left on her waist, stroking the area lightly in gratitude.

Colby resumed his explanation of what they would do in the room after noticing that nothing else would happen to Y/N, focusing his attention on the camera lens.

Matt brought his face closer to the top of his girlfriend's head, sealing his lips in the area for a few seconds, before moving away and exhaling the smell of shampoo and perfume that Y/N exuded, calming himself down.

"You guys are so cheesy." Nick interrupted their moment with a smile on his face, getting closer to feel some sense of comfort.

Y/N just laughed as she rolled her eyes, resting her head on her boyfriend's covered chest, feeling grateful to have him there to protect her.

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"Do you want to do it yourself?" Sam asked Matt.

Matt and Sam had just gotten out of the elevator after doing the ritual, which brought no results. The boys that stayed behind were surprised, saying that the ritual lasted just a few minutes, less than they expected.

Y/N was next to Nick, looking carefully inside the elevator as if expecting something to appear there, but there weren't even any traces of ghosts, which left her confused.

Matt looked at Sam for a few seconds after his question, shrugging as if to say, "I'm already here, why not?"

"Babe, can I come with you?" The girl's voice sounded among the group, making everyone look at her briefly.

Matt nodded quickly, feeling relief fill his heart, knowing that he wouldn't have to do it alone anymore. He raised his left hand in the air, waiting for his girlfriend to take it, intertwining their fingers tightly.

"What if you never come back?" Nick began, making Y/N roll her eyes.

"I promise I'll bring him back intact." The girl interrupted the drama. "I'm Lorraine Warren, remember? I'm going to protect my Ed Warren." She added, making everyone laugh.

"Send me the numbers." The brunette asked, looking at Sam as he fished his phone out of his jeans pocket.

The couple entered the elevator, Matt holding the camera in one hand and his phone in the other.

"Don't forget to say "take me to another world"." Sam remembered before the doors closed, the two of them repeating the words being the last thing he heard.

"Okay, let's do this." Matt unlocked his phone screen, opening the messaging app and clicking on Sam's chat, seeing the texts with the numbers.

Y/N read over her boyfriend's shoulder before leaning over and clicking the button for the first floor, taking a deep breath.

"Are you okay, baby?" Matt asked in a low voice, arranging the camera in his hands so that the lens framed the two of them before turning his head to look at her.

"Yeah, just nervous." Y/N began, turning to face her boyfriend while putting on a nervous smile, cracking her fingers in an act of anxiety. "It's just been too much, I've never felt so many presences at the same time."

"I know, baby. I'm here-"

Matt stopped mid-sentence when the elevator door opened, the two of them turning to the it quickly, their eyes traveling down the hallway, scanning the place.

A sigh escaped Matt's lips when nothing happened, his hands relaxing and the camera moving slightly as he leaned in to click the next button.

He reread the texts sent by Sam before putting away his phone, taking his free hand to Y/N's shoulders and pulling her close, the warmth of her body calming him.

"You're brave today. I like this new Matt." The girl commented a few seconds later, looking up, her eyes meeting the blue ones she loved so much. Matt smirked, lowering himself momentarily, sealing his lips over Y/N's forehead.

The two remained in that position, their heartbeats accelerating each time the elevator doors opened again, before they relaxed when nothing happened.

Until the fifth floor, where supposedly a "lady" should enter the elevator. Y/N stood still when the doors opened, the hair on her arms stood up and her heart seemed to freeze for a few seconds before speeding up, feeling like her entire body trembled with each beat.

"Matt." Her voice sounded broken and weak. "She... She's right there." Y/N muttered, raising her right arm and pointing out of the elevator. Her gaze seemed to be glazed over.

Matt swallowed hard, tightening his hand around his girlfriend, wanting to make sure she didn't leave his side. He arranged the camera so that the lens was focused outside, although neither he nor the camera were capturing anything.

"She's not coming in. Something seems to be stopping her. But she's so angry." The girl said, her voice full of emotions, looking like she was about to cry.

"Alright, that's enough. Let's go back." Matt interrupted, leaning in and clicking the button to go down, placing himself in front of his girl, with the intention of protecting her or taking her attention away from the figure.

The elevator began to slowly close, the doors appearing to be held by something.

When it finally did, Matt turned to Y/N, lowering the camera momentarily and focusing all of his attention on her.

"Baby, are you with me? Are you back?" The boy asked in a low, soft voice, afraid of scaring her even more. His blue eyes looked into his girlfriend's, hoping to see them come into focus again.

Y/N blinked repeatedly before finally looking at Matt.

"Yes, I-I'm sorry." She asked, her voice coming out weak. She closed her lips in a thin line, trying to hold back the post-adrenaline crying.

"Hey, don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong. Are you okay, baby? I just need to know this." The brunette was worried, he felt his heart tighten at his girl's features, and if he could, he would pass on everything she saw and felt to himself, just to spare her from all that.

"Now I am. I promise." The girl responded, nodding her head and offering him a small smile.

The sound of the elevator doors opening interrupted them, making Matt turn his back to Y/N and face the boys waiting for them, Colby already with his camera in hand and the lens focusing on the inside of the place.

"Wow, don't tell me you guys were- Wait, is everything okay?" Nick started the joke, believing that they would be kissing due to their position, but stopping in the middle of it when he noticed the expressions on Y/N's face.

"Y/N saw the "lady" who was supposed to enter the elevator on the fifth floor." Matt said, taking his girl's hand and guiding her out of it carefully.

"What?"

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The group was now in room 525, ready to do the Estes Method.

Y/N was sitting on the edge of the bed, next to Matt, and facing the chair where the other two brothers would do the method. She had a soft smile on her face as she saw her boyfriend and brothers spouting barbs, creating a pleasant atmosphere, before Nick and Chris got under.

The girl kept her eyes glued to the duo, refusing to look around her despite hearing whispers. The words that Nick and Chris repeated, she could hear seconds before, sometimes even phrases, but she didn't want to pay attention to the ghosts there. Y/N wanted to know what they wanted them to know, and she would only get it if she heard what Chris and Nick heard.

The words came disconnected and fast. It seemed like the two were in an argument, often even complementing each other's phrases.

"Y/N." Nick spoke suddenly, his nose wrinkling under the red blindfold as if trying to understand where that came from, or hear better what it meant.

Matt quickly brought his right hand to Y/N's left thigh, maintaining direct contact with her as he kept his eyes fixed on Nick, a serious expression on his face.

"Unwelcome here." Chris spoke next.

Colby felt his fingers on the camera shake slightly. He knew well what was happening here, having already been through the same situation with Sam and their psychic friend, Amanda. He looked at Y/N with a worried expression, followed by Sam, who went over and sat on the bed next to the girl.

Matt pressed his fingers over his girlfriend's covered skin, taking a deep breath. He couldn't believe this was really happening.

"Yeah, it seems like the ghosts hate me." Y/N spoke with a nervous smile, letting out a low laugh, trying to calm the tense atmosphere that had settled.

She finally looked up and around the room, easily finding the ghost who had said that.

The "lady" from the elevator was next to Chris, staring at her with the same anger as before, showing her hatred for the girl's presence there. It was obvious that she didn't want Y/N in her hotel, but no one there understood why.

"Out."

"Her."

"Now."

"What the hell?" Y/N exclaimed milliseconds after Chris said the last word, turning around abruptly when she felt something grab her arm and let go seconds later, but curiously, her eyes didn't catch anything.

"Okay, I think that's good for now." Sam said after seeing her reaction, getting up from the bed and touching Nick and Chris, making them take off their headphones and blindfolds.

"Apparently, I'm unwelcome here." Y/N was the first to speak after getting the attention of the other two brothers. "Something just touched me, I swear."

"I just don't understand. Why would they try to attack Y/N? It doesn't make sense." Matt asked, turning to Colby in hopes of him having an answer, as he moved closer to Y/N on the mattress, trying to give her some reassurance.

"I don't know, sometimes spirits just choose one person to terrorize or attach to, and only they know why. Sam went through something similar once." Colby explained, pointing briefly at the blonde, who nodded.

The girl sighed, it's obvious that they would choose her, after all she could see and hear them. She looked around the room again, drowning out the sound of the boys' voices. Her attention was drawn to the bathroom, which had its door opened by Matt earlier.

She felt a presence there. It certainly wasn't evil, and it seemed to be calling for her, as if it needed her to come in there.

"Guys, why don't we try again, but in the bathroom?" Y/N interrupted Nick's sentence - without even knowing what he was saying -, turning to the boys with a firm look.

"Baby, are you sure? I think we're past your limit." Matt asked, uncertainty settling into his gaze as his blue eyes ran over his girlfriend's features, as if searching for any sign of fear there, but finding nothing but firmness.

"I'm sure, I feel like there's something there that needs to talk to us."

Minutes later the six had organized themselves in the small bathroom; Colby was standing in the bathtub while Matt sat on the edge of it, Nick was sitting on the closed toilet and Chris was leaning on the sink, both looking at his brother. Sam was standing in the doorway, still with the camera in hand, while Y/N was sitting on the floor, between Matt's legs and looking up, her eyes focused on her boyfriend's blindfold covered face.

Y/N had her right hand on Matt's thigh, caressing the skin carefully, trying to reduce the boy's anxiety and nervousness, knowing that despite him trying to be thought, he was afraid of what might happen, or if he would even be able to hear anything.

"A very deep breath." Matt spoke for the first time after going under, his voice coming out loud before mimicking the breath he heard.

Y/N frowned, looking around but seeing nothing. Seconds later, she felt goosebumps run down her arm and a wind on her right side, as if something had passed there and settled next to Matt.

"Love." Matt got the first word out.

"Is that why you're here? Because you love the hotel?" Sam asked from behind the camera.

"Couple."

"Are there any couples here with us?" Colby asked, pinching his lips with his fingers as he tried to think of possibilities, but there was no response from the boy.

“Are you referring to Y/N and Matt?” Chris asked suddenly, causing Y/N to look at him quickly, her eyes wide.

"Beautiful."

"Do you think they're both beautiful together?" Nick asked this time, resting his left foot lightly against Y/N's thigh, trying to keep her calm.

"Angry."

"Are you angry because they are a beautiful couple?" Sam asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"Room."

"Wait, that makes sense. There was a woman in the room while Nick and Chris were doing the Estes Method, it was the same lady from the elevator, and she was very angry about something, just like she was when I saw her in the actual elevator." Y/N explained, lifting her head and briefly looking at Colby, who carried a concentrated look. "She was staring at me with hatred, as if I had done the worst thing in the world."

"Angry."

"Wow, that's the fourth time tonight that the same word has been repeated." Colby murmured, his eyes wide.

"Is the woman in the room mad that Matt and I are a couple?" Y/N asked with uncertainty in her voice. She didn't understand why a many years old ghost would be angry at their relationship.

"Envy."

At that moment, Y/N felt a new presence in the bathroom, as if something had left the room and entered there, it being filled with hatred. The girl looked up and saw the same woman, this time closer, looking at her with the same look as before, but for some reason she didn't try to touch Y/N, or she couldn't.

"She's-" Y/N's sentence was cut off by Matt, who repeated words again.

"Touch. Hurt. Y/N." Matt spoke the words without pause, his hands flying to the headphones and quickly taking it off, followed by the blindfold. "No, you can't touch her. She's not yours." Matt growled angrily, standing up and pulling Y/N by her arms, making her stand beside him, before pulling her tightly to his side and wrapping his arm protectively around her shoulder. "You're not allowed to touch any of us, especially her." The boy finished, his blue eyes traveled around the bathroom, as if he was trying to find where the entity was.

"What the fuck dude?" Sam quickly lowered the camera, looking at everyone there in shock.

Chris and Nick took a rigid stance, as if they were ready to help their brother if necessary, despite there being nothing they could do against a ghost.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Nick turned, looking at her with careful eyes, trying to read the girl's expressions.

"Yeah, she didn't actually touch me, but it was intense... I'm just scared. At least she's not here anymore." Y/N sighed, leaning into Matt, who patted her shoulder affectionately.

"That was crazy man. I didn't think the night would turn into this." Colby muttered, stepping out of the tub.

"It's okay, it's over now." Matt whispered in Y/N's ear, embracing her into his arms. She took a deep breath, breathing Matt's scent in, calming her nerves down.

The ghosts really hated her.

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ecoamerica · 21 days

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mind-empty-just-fictional-people · 3 months

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summary: dean admits he feels old and you can’t help but gawk at his thinking

pairing: dean winchester x female reader

rating: R for language

word count: 0.4k

warnings: body image issues, language, references to characters expecting death in the past/vague mentions of suicidal tendencies

timeline: set in an au where the series finale was different

author’s note: happy (belated) birthday to my favorite lil guy! love you so so much, thank you for not dying in the series finale!! (ps: please let me know if the format looks weird/different cause i finally have a laptop so this is the first time i'm using website tumblr and not the app)

“I’m forty-fucking-five.” Dean stared into the mirror, his eyes noticing every wrinkle and crinkle in his skin. “Forty-five,” he repeated.

“Happy birthday, Dean!” You walked into the bathroom and wrapped your arms around him from behind.

“Can you believe I’m forty-five?” He laughed humorlessly.

“I seriously can’t,” you replied, your grip tightening. “I can’t believe I’m actually gonna get to grow old with you, Winchester.”

“Uh huh…old,” he mumbled.

“I made breakfast, wanna come downstairs and eat it with me?”

“Sounds great sweetheart, you go ahead and I’ll be down in a minute.”

“What’s wrong?” you asked, Dean looked at you with a confused expression. “You’ve barely touched your bacon and eggs, not to mention the pancakes you seem to be ignoring…are you okay?”

“Just…a lot on my mind I guess.” He tried to smile but you saw right through it.

“Dean,” you warned.

“I’m old, hun. I mean forty-five is like…officially old,” he admitted.

You furrowed your brows; “Seriously? That’s what’s bothering you?”

He nodded a little, avoiding your gaze.

“First off, you aren’t ‘officially old’ whatever that means,” you started. “Secondly…I want to grow old with you, Dean. Getting to see you age and aging with you is a fucking privilege! Especially considering the insane job we used to have.” You took his hands in yours. “Let’s face it, neither of us ever expected to make it to thirty-five, let alone forty or even forty-five.”

“Yeah, but—”

“I never even worried about smile lines or eating healthy or anything like that because I firmly believed I’d never make it to an age where any of that mattered,” you cut him off. “And I know you’ve felt the same. So, now? Seeing your wrinkles deepen, your strands of gray hair? I’m fucking thrilled, Dean. The realization that we’re actually gonna grow old together is really sinking in and I’m so, so excited about our future together.”

“You’ve really got a way with words,” he laughed a little.

“It’s a gift,” you said smugly. “Besides, you can’t seriously believe you aren’t getting sexier each day, right?”

“You think?” He smirked.

“Oh I know,” you replied. You leaned over and kissed his lips sweetly. “And I just keep falling more and more in love with you.”

“I love you too,” he mumbled into your mouth, kissing you back.

“Now eat your delicious breakfast that I spent way too long making!” you said, a fake tone of authority lacing your words. Dean let out a loud, deep chuckle — making his smile lines and fine wrinkles more visible, therefore causing your smile to grow.

He obliged and started eating the food on his plate, practically moaning when he got to the pancakes.

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toothfa-1-ry · 1 year

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DON'T MAKE PROMISES YOU CAN'T KEEP - CHISHIYA

You always find yourself breaking the promises you made to Chishiya, you never meant to break the last promise though. I wonder if he felt the same

GENRE: fluff or angst it depends on how you look at it :)

PAIRING: Chishiya x gn reader (this is my first time writing a gn reader so pls correct me if there are mistakes)

WARNING: swearing, blood, injuries

A/N: a quick paced fic which probably made no sense lol but I still hope you enjoy. Is Chishiya ooc? Maybe? Will I delete this? Maybe? Anyways pls reblog and write something I would really appreciate it ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Ps remember to hydrate and eat ♡

You look up at the night sky, stars scattered everywhere.

It took a minute for you to realize where you were and what happened as you breathed heavily.

Oh right.

You were shot, you were bleeding, you were dying

"Fuck this game" you mutter as your right hand is clutching your side where the bullets were lodged in.

"fuck-" you cough out blood "fuck..fuck the king of spades" you squeezed your eyes shut trying to remember how it had exactly followed out.

Kuina got shot, Ann got shot, that Heiya girl was gone somewhere and Aguni was no where to be found.

You let out a soft groan still clutching your side tightly, trying to stop the bleeding as you try to remember how it had exactly followed out

You remember yourself seeing red after kuina fell on the floor, you remember cursing Arisu's plan even though it worked..sort of

You remember punching the king of spades and dragging a knife across his face, that wasn't enough to kill him though. That bastard had to put bullets in you. You remember clutching your stomach and stumbling away somewhere before falling down.

"The bomb must have killed him" you murmur softly looking to your left seeing ruins of buildings and smoke.

You look over at you desolated and ruined surrounding and then look at your red stai ed shirt "shit I'm gonna die in this hellhole"

You wanted to cry but you just couldn't. The tears won't come out. "Kuina..Ann" you mutter softly as you closed your eyes. Your forgetting someone, who are you forgettin-

"Chishiya" your eyes widened and you gasped softly "Chishiya-" you try standing up but for no use as you felt a sharp pain all through your body as you moved a inch "fuck" you cursed.

"I'll come back for you. I promise" you say as you held Chishiya's hand looking at the red, staining his white hoodie

"go play the game"

"I'll come back" you said you eyes turning glassy

"y/n" chishiya turned at you this time holding your arm firmly "I'll live, quit acting like I'm dying" he said it firmly even though his voice was slightly hoarse "go and play the game"

You nod as arisu urges you to come fast, the game registration was about to end

"I'm gonna be with you again..I'm gonna end this whole thing with you" you whisper again one last time before turning away and running leaving chishiya alone, bleeding.

"Chishiya-" you call out his name but at what cost? Your stomach seemed to bleed even more at the slightest of movement and everytime you cough blood seemed to pour out of your mouth.

You didnt even know where you were, you left Chishiya somewhere and promised him something that seemed impossible to do now given your circumstances.

"please Chishiya..I promised him, I have to go-" you plead out loud, as if some kind of supernatural force would bring you to him.

If you were really gonna die in this fucked up world, you want to be next to him. The crazy psychopath who saved your life even just a few hours ago when Niragi pointed the gun at you leaving him wounded instead, the cat eyed boy who you seemd to find comfort in the fucked up games you were playing.

Maybe it was at this point when you realize your feelings for him, or maybe you had realised it a long time ago and all you were doing now was accepting it.

Without knowing a single tear dropped rolled out of your eye, the stars looked brighter than ever but deep down you knew it was going to be the last thing you were gonna see. You were giving up, what if arisu and usagi win the last game? You were already dying that too alone-

"you were always kind of loud."

You snapped out of your thoughts, was that?

"didn't you say you were coming to get me? Jeez instead you got shot too huh- I got hit by a bullet for you just for you to get hit by 3 more?"

You moved slightly which seemed to be the wrong thing to do as you wince on pain

"look left, don't move your body. I thought you said you passed medical school"

Immediately your head turned left and there you saw, the same bored cat eyes and white hoodie that now had a huge red stain in the right chest area.

There he was limping, walking very slowly, dragging his feet as his right hand was firmly pressed in his chest trying to contain the blood flow.

"Chishiya- stop don't, don't move" you say as loud as you can looking at him as you layed down on the ground "your gonna bleed even more- just lie down there"

Chishiya walked a few more steps going against your protest before he let out a wince of pain as he collapsed to the ground only a few inches away from you.

"agh..I'm tired" he said as you turned his head to face you "you look tired too-"

He stopped midway though as he saw tears streaming down your face "y/n-"

"you idiot why were you walking around- your bleeding" you cry out "your shot so why were you walking, coming to me- you came-"

"you called."

"wha-"

"you also promised to end this thing with me. You really should know how to keep the promises you make y/n"

It surprised you, the way he says it so nonchalantly as if you both weren't bleeding to death right now, as if he didn't risk his entire life right now.

"Arisu and Usagi are playing the queen of hearts right now." Chishiya said "just hang in there y/n"

You heard his raspy voice trying to reassure you "I don't know if-"

"saying that will jinx things up, hang in there."

You both look at eachother. Him looking at your face which seemed to be stained by tears and blood both probably yours and you staring at his tired eyes which seemed more tired than usual.

"you had to get shot... does it hurt?" He asked you

"of course it hurts you idiot" you let out what seemed to be a laugh.

"ah sorry, I shouldn't have asked" he mused

You both stayed in silence for a while before you break it

"w-why did you take the bullet for me..the one Niragi shot, why did you come infront of me?"

Pause

"maybe it's because my ideals have changed"

"wha-?" You held your breath

"maybe it's because my priorities have changed, maybe because I wanted to experience having a bullet inside of me-" Chishiya looks at you "maybe because I had a chance to protect you. Or maybe because I just wanted to"

"do you really mean it?" You say so softly in disbelief

"I've always wanted to protect you until your last game" he looks at the red stain that stained your white shirt.

"I've always wanted to be with you till the end" you whispered

You stare at the way his usual bored eyes slightly widened before letting out a soft sigh

You both get engulfed in silence again, there was no need for words.

"do you think we'll go back to the real world, by the end of this?"

"we-" chishiya seemed to hesitate for a while, contemplation whether to say it or not. "We're gonna go back to the real world. I trust Arisu"

You smile to yourself without saying anything as your sight seemed to grow weaker by the second, as you heard Chishiya's voice grow softer by each word

"okay" you didnt know if you really believed what you said but you really wanted to

Chishiya seemed to have realised this as he sighed softly, he paused for a while again before saying "it was nice knowing you. I'd like to know you even after going to the real world."

your eyes widened by his words before giving a soft smile "I'd like that too"

"Congratulations on clearing all the games. All surviving players will now be given a choice."

You gasped softly as chishiya muttered a few inches next to you "they did it"

"please select if you will accept permanent residence in this land or if you will not accept. I repeat-"

You look at the night sky as fircrackers of different colours burst

"I think-" chishiya looks at you and stretched out his right hand "I will not take it" his raspy voice finishes.

"i think-" you breath out as your reach out your left hand only to find out there was still some distance between leading the both of you to interlace your pinkys together "I will also not take it"

"Let's hang on to life for a little longer y/n...don't break another promise. We're gonna meet each other in the real world too" Chishiya's raspy voice breathed out

You nod slowly "I promise."

...

Present day

"bring a stretcher over here! I hear a heartbeat!"

" hang on there for a little bit"

"they've been severely injured, especially in the stomach. There seems to be internal bleeding as well"

"it's a miracle that they're still alive"

"they're heartbeat stopped for one whole minute"

"they were walking a thin line between life and death"

You open your eyes.

God people were so noisy, especially the two males who were in the bed next to yours

"I heard your heartbeat also stopped for one whole minute.. do you think anything changed?"

"Im not sure, I guess I look a lot flashier now. What about you?"

"Since I almost died, I think I'll be able to live a more useful life now."

"so you were also a good for nothing jerk huh?"

"yeah"

Soon a nurse came to take away 'Niragi' you you realised was the name of one of the guy whose heartbeat also stopped, leaving only the white haired male and you in the room

You cleared you voice

"uh- ahem, not that I was eavesdropping but- did you say your heartbeat also stop for a minute?"

The white haired boy turned to look at you slightly surprised "yes. I'm guessing you too."

"hm" you him "what a coincidence.."

Your both left with a silence, you look at him s you contemplate whether to say something

"uh- by the way, my answer is probably yes."

"excuse me?"

"uh..well you were asking him if anything changed right?..I think so. I don't know what but" you touch your heart "I feel this sort of relief and happiness yet I also feel sad as if I made a promise to someone but I can't remember"

The white haired male looks at you with his cat eyes. You could almost swear that you know him.

"ah sorry you didn't ask me-" you quickly apologize for speaking out of your turn until you were interupted

"what a coincidence. I feel the same way. As if i made a promise but I can't remember it...that's a unique way to put it"

He says the words so nonchalantly as if the both of you hadn't just survived a meteor crash it surprised you, as if you had heated someone say something similar before

"I'm..y/n. Do I know you or?" You ask slowly trying to soak every small feature in his face, trying to remember from where you know him from.

"no.. although you look very familiar to me" he says "I'm Chishiya. It's nice to meet you"

He reaches out his hand and you reach out yours.

"it's nice to meet you too"

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pinkiebieberpie · 1 year

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social media au: bi!dean x bi!reader (platonic)

some time ago i made this moodboard, it's time for a social media au with bi!dean and bi!reader being besties!! feedback and reblogs are appreciated 🪽

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📸: dean, ps. i won

kingofhell: good job y/n

yourusername: @ kingofhell i thought you are #1 dean fan???

impala67: nobody cares you won, you are still bitchless

yourusername: @ impala67 remember that blonde from last night? not so bitchless 🫢

impala67: @ yourusername i wanted to ask her out??? what the fuck???

impala67

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weekend with @ yourusername photo dump 🫂

swinchester: what boyfriend?

yourusername: can somebody appreciate my drawing skills???

kingofhell: @ yourusername i can

yourusername: @ kingofhell stop being so nice to me, do you want something???

impala67: @ swinchester y/n's boyfriend

swinchester: @ impala67 she has a boyfriend???

yourusername: @ swinchester it was about you, sammy i guess, don't really remember, i was kinda drunk

impala67: @ yourusername are you flirting with my brother?? you are so bad at it btw

castiel: hope you had fun!! 🩷

yourusername: @ impala67 do you want me to flirt with you? ;)

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hunting trip with my favorite people but make it an aesthetic ✨✨ @ impala67 @ swinchester @ castiel

castiel: that was fun!! singing in the car with you was fun too!

impala67: y/n doing research with sam = a lot of photos

yourusername: @ impala67 i do them for my ✨aesthetic✨

swinchester: my favorite research partner ❤️

impala67: @ swinchester ouch???

yourusername: @ impala67 sam loves working with me cause i flirt with him all the time 😘

swinchester: @ yourusername that's not the reason, y/n

impala67: @ swinchester let her be delusional

supernatural masterlist ++ tagging my sun ☀️ @ghostlyfleur & @aposthatisbored

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klausysworld · 1 year

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So my idea if you accept it for a request is klaus x demigod daughter of Hecate reader and how it would be? Ps like the maybe the ready hate Elena and her friends and when they tried to kill klaus she beat them up and he’s totally taken by her?

I love everything about you.

Being the daughter of Hecate i was deeply respected by the supernatural community. I could pretty much take everyone out with the flick of my wrist so they liked to tread carefully.

These fucking mystic falls cockroaches however seemed to think they could do as they please when they please with no consequences. Elena the doppelgänger seemed to have some sort of invisible leash on everyone in that town, she had two vampire brothers tripping over each other for her, a blonde vampire who was at her beck and call and a Bennett witch who deemed herself ‘invincible’. Honestly, what in the underworld is going on here.

Let’s just say it was a breath of fresh air when the Mikaelsons came up, finally some people who weren’t ogling Elena. I knew who they were already of course, besides my mother was the one to grant Esther the power to create them. My mother’s most sacred animal is the dog, black dogs especially for some reason and so it only made me take a further interest when i witness Niklaus transform into a midnight black wolf. I followed him the whole two days he was a wolf, due to interest yes and also to make sure nothing happened to him, he could protect himself i know but still having a demigoddess watching over you is still an extra safety net.

He looked directly at me a few times but each attempt he made to near me was stopped when i would dissolve into a cloud of mist. His head would tilt and his ears would lay flaw against his head as he reluctantly walked away.

The next time i saw him was when he was in the smokey mountains, poor thing was trying to create more of himself, he just wasn’t seeing the correct picture to follow. I slowly approached him when he sat on a log, head in his hands and bodies piled around him as he waited for Stefan to arrive with a dead Ray. I sat next to him silently and gently rubbed his back, he tensed completely as her glanced up at me, confusion clear in his expression as he whispered a quiet “it’s you”

Not even a second later Stefan arrived and made myself vanish again. It was fun to watch how frustrated he became. I stuck around and went to Chicago but then i had to leave because Gloria started freaking out. She was all “you’ve brought a type of darkness with you” it was weird but like okay?

She couldn’t see me but she started chanting stuff and my mother told me to leave her be so i did.

Mystic falls was boring and Elena was a whiney about Stefan while also trying to fuck his brother, Caroline was always with Tyler and Bonnie was comforting Elena. Jeremy was alright, we spoke sometimes and he always served me at the grill, Matt does not like me one bit and i do not mind that at all.

Eventually Klaus came back and i wasn’t exactly expecting it. He had walked right into me or i walked into him but anyway i got mad cuz i spilt my drink on myself and thought it was gonna be like Damon or something so i started yelling

“can people in this town not look where they’re going for five fucking minutes!? honestly you would think a vampire would have a better sense of direction but noooo” i was wiping at my shirt aggressively until i realised the coffee wasn’t going to come out. I glared back up at the supernatural being to find those beautiful arctic blue eyes. His pretty pink lips were parted in an almost gaping way as he stared at me wide eyed. I felt my anger melt away as i studied the shock within his face.

“i’m… sorry…i wasn’t looking, i was upset about something… and was in a rush” he spoke slow and sounded uncertain

“oh, right well i shouldn’t have yelled. Come on, i need to put on a clean shirt and you can tell me about your problems” now yes i could have probably just made a new shirt appear on my but i didn’t fancy missing the opportunity to bring Niklaus along with me. He reluctantly began telling me that the little gang had brought Mikael to town, tried to kill him and then Stefan stole his family in coffins.

I invited him inside, much to his surprise, and started the kettle. I didn’t bother asking him to turn around when i changed my clothes and didn’t comment on his reddened cheeks as he swallowed thickly.

He stayed for dinner in the end and i managed to dodge any and all questions he tried to ask about who i was or how i knew who he was.

I drove him to the hotel he was staying at while his mansion was being built and even went as far to come inside and see how fancy it was. Let me just tell you it was nice. Real rich people shit.

I said goodnight but just as i was walking out the door his hand was around my wrist making me turn back to him

“yes?” i asked

“i don’t even know your name” he stated or asked?

“maybe next time Niklaus” i whispered before disappearing before him.

From that day i actually saw him quite a bit. Sometimes he even came round for food, he was at my door far more often than i had expected and never brought any threats with him, which was odd as in my experience when someone didn’t know what i was they were very demanding and liked to try and kill me.

I managed to help him get the majority of his family back, his brother Elijah was woken up and he then as a result woke the rest of his family. That night Niklaus stayed at my house…in my bed next to me. He had been sat on my doorstep when i got home with tear stains on his soft skin

“my siblings all hate me and my mother is alive” was all he whispered. I simply opened the door and lead him upstairs to my bed so he could lay down, I got ready for bed and got in with him, now i swear that we fell asleep on opposite sides but somehow we woke up with our legs tangled together, his forehead resting on my shoulder and my fingers in his hair.

He went home after breakfast however returning very soon after with a nervous smile and a box. He handed it to me quickly before vamp speeding away making me laugh at his actions.

The box held a gorgeous dress and an invitation to a ball… as his date.

I made sure to consult with my mother, she said that it was a great idea and he would be great for me, that was the last push i needed to know that i should be with him.

Once i arrived he was already in-front of me, pulling me through the crowd to introduce me to his brother Elijah and his sister Rebekah, he wasn’t sure where Kol and Finn were. They seemed thoroughly amused at his eagerness as they looked me over a few times

“you must be the girl he won’t stop blabbing about, at least he was telling the truth, you are remarkably beautiful, i think you’ll do just fine, come we can judge the other peoples outfits” Rebekah already tool my hand dragging me away from Nik and Elijah.

That night i was told many embarrassing stories of Niklaus, i was threatened by Rebekah not to harm him, Finn gave me some dodgey looked and Kol stared at me in utter astonishment. It was an interesting evening.

I got to dance with Niklaus though, he held me close and spoke quietly into my ear, the moment seemed so intimate. I felt safe and warm with him, his arms around my felt like they were protecting me despite my immortal status.

I ended up staying the night with him as well. There was moment where he seemed as though he was about to kiss me but he backed away and decided to show me art room instead. He was unbelievably talented and i made sure to express how impressed i was which he seemed to immensely appreciate and blushed ferociously at. I told him he was cute but apparently that offended him as he then chased me around the house until he tickled me near to death while i thrashed about on his bed. Eventually we fell asleep after many meaningless conversations that somehow brought us closer though i began to feel bad that i wasn’t sharing much about my past or what i was.

The next day i went home early as i needed to consult with my mother and the other gods/goddesses to see if they would allow me to tell him who i was. Once they agreed i went to the grill to find him. However before i could get to him i heard Damon, Stefan, Matt and Caroline all whispering in the alleyway outside

“Caroline you go in and try distract Klaus, he’s bound to go for you. Then Rick will dagger Klaus and we can grab Klaus”

i sat and waited for Niklaus to follow the blonde outside, i could sense his wariness as he suspiciously eyed the girl.

The second he brought his hand up to his chest as a sign of pain, Damon, Stefan and Caroline were all grabbing him trying to get him on the floor. I felt a rush of power as i flung them all in different directions, they sped back quickly trying to throw me at the alley wall. I got up unscratched and snapped Carolines neck with a snap of my fingers. Damon went straight to my neck and buried his teeth in, Klaus’s cry of agony had me ripping the vampire off me and creating a stake in my hand to impale him with before spinning round to find Stefan with a terrified look on his face and a semi conscious Klaus.

Suddenly Elijah was stood there with a grey looking Kol and was threatening them by sending Rebekah to murder Elena. I wasn’t paying much attention as i quickly checked for any damage to Niklaus. His eyes were wide and he seemed incredibly shocked but other than that he was fine. I pulled him up to stand on his feet before wrapping my arms around him and kissing his cheek

“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have left you this morning, i shouldn’t have let them touch you” i muttered to him and he didn’t hesitate in hugging me back. I slowly pulled away and turned to his brothers, Elijah was clearly surprised as he glanced at the temporarily dead vampires and then back at me. Kol was practically buzzing where he stood

“I can not believe you are real! oh god can i have a hug to!?” I raised both my eyebrows and he threw himself at me and engulfed me into a hug, much to Klaus’s dismay as he growled and shoved his brother off

“what the bloody hell do you think you’re doing!?” he yelled as he pulled me behind him

“you don’t know who she is?? I mean seriously??” he whispered loudly

“She’s like a goddess” he muttered

“Demi-goddess but whatever” i added

“what?” both Elijah and Klaus questioned

“Hecate, you know like the actual goddess of like magic, witchcraft, the night, light, ghosts, necromancy… and the moon! She’s like real powerful, anyways that’s her daughter” he pointed to me with a wide grin and i let out a laugh at the astonishment everyone was expressing

“you know this is fun but maybe we should focus on the psychopathic mother of yours?”

“right… we can return to this at a later date” Elijah mumbled with a scratch if his head before dragging an excited Kol along with him

I turned back to Nik with a guilty expression

“i’m sorry i didn’t tell you… there are certain rules about telling beings from other realms our secrets and i needed to ask for permission. That’s actually why i left this morning, i asked and i was allowed to tell you…i understand if it’s a lot though, of course-“ I was cut off by the feeling of soft lips on mine, effectively shutting me up as i melted against him. Our lips moved together perfectly and it was as though something had shifted in the world, this was the person for me.

“believe me my love, this is just one more thing that i love about you” he whispered while breathing heavily

“i love everything about you” i replied quietly and he blushed once more as he smiled bashfully

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usimp4women · 1 year

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Okay hi! First I have to thank you for writing anything related to Lady Lesso! Honestly ppl are sooooo slow and im soooo obsessed and in love so THANK YOU, also i have requested this to another writer, but they kinda ignored it ir they r busy, sooo here i come to you!

I wanted to ask if you could write a oneshot, where at SGE (when it is the united-like its one school now) is ball for parents and their children and there's Lessos student (girl who will become vampire after graduation, she still has the basic magic that u can see in film-shining finger blahblahblah) and the girls parents didn't come.

(Don't know the reason, but I feel like no matter if you are an ever or never, you are just normal person and most of the time have normal family relationship? So it's kinda disappointing?

Like evers and nevers would be equaly appreciated, cuz both sides are important, evers r proud for making good etc, same nevers?)

And them there's dramatic entrance where we (the reader) come in ( we are that single rich aunt- and very powerful and respected vampire, who loves tea and has a cat) and we flirt with Lesso, dance or something like that? Or maybe Lesso makes first move? Not sure about that😁😁🥰

Also maybe some ever could hit on us, but like in disgusting way and we would scare them off and Lesso would find that hot?

(hiss maybe ? Turn our eyes red, bcs of our anger? Like u lnow strong emotion or hunger makes our eyes red?)

Here r some pics of vampire aesthetic and face claim that I had in mind (if you don't have time, then u obviously don't have to write it.) Have a nice day! Don't forget to drink and eat! And happy Halloween 🎃

PS: IF I have more ideas maybe we (mainly YOU) could make a series of oneshots ?

PS2: IF you could name her Nova i would loooooooove it, but feel free to use Y/N.

Your Attention.

Pairing; Lady Lesso (Dean of The School for Evil) X Reader

WordCount; 1144 words, 6730 characters.

Warnings; Slight NSFW?

Summary; Lady Lesso's hot 😫

Note; THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS I REALLY LOVE THE IDEA OF BEING A SINGLE, RICH AUNT 😍 Anyways, I think I've got the idea here, so hopefully it makes sense regarding your submission, also— the cat is insanely adorable! (It's not long but hopefully it'll do..) BY THE WAY HER WINK IN THE GIF AHSFUHWR BARK WOOF WOOF

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You observed the ceremony in solitude within the shadows. Parents and their children could be seen gathering around the ballroom. Normally, you would've been somewhere else right now but oh— the loneliness, you couldn’t take that chance.

Besides, you’ve got a reputation to uphold so why not indulge yourself a little?

While taking in the scene, you fixated your attention on a particular girl lingering around in the corner. You've heard something about her before, a rumor that she'll transform into a vampire after completion of the course, and although she still possesses some basic supernatural abilities, she will indeed develop a flawless student for you to impart wisdom, considering your 'substantial immortal expertise.'

She was one without a parent beside her, you tilted your head in curiosity, beginning to feel more intrigued.

Your thoughts were shattered once you discovered your cat stroking its head against your leg, following a mild purr. "You want me to go out there, do you?" You murmured, while you shrug with a smile. Your cat simply agrees with nothing but a faint meow as you stretched out to stroke its neck.

So, you got down and arrived at the entrance. Seeing a few neatly arranged wine glasses around the doorway, you reached out to consider holding one with your free hand. At that moment, the entrance gates began opening automatically. You felt the time going in slow motion, You walked gradually with an amusing smirk on your face when you realized that everyone's attention was peering upon your grand figure.

Yes, now this is delightful.

With a glass of wine in your right hand, your fur flowed elegantly behind your frame. Your head held high in dignity. Swaying your hips graciously while you approached a specific girl in the distance as everyone shuffled aside to provide space.

The majority of them even lowered their heads when they realized it was you.

Oh, of course, the spotlight. As a superior, well-known, and respected immortal, being placed in the center of attention was always your personal favorite.

The girl was flabbergasted by your presence, Is she coming towards me? She thought.

“Why yes, dear. You can’t enjoy the night without a guardian by your side, can you?” You gleamed amusingly at the girl; her glance was welcoming and enthusiastic; it may have been your proudest moment throughout the day.

You could still detect people staring at your physique, thus you spun around, "Nothing to see here," whilst arching an eyebrow.

Almost instantly, they promptly diverted their focus away from you. However, you can still feel someone gaze at the back of your head whilst you proceeded to continue conversating with the girl, which frustrates you significantly. All your intentions here were just to utterly comfort the poor thing and, if there was any, to offer her some complimentary tea.

Eventually, you sensed a presence beside you, hence you shifted your head to see a woman who had a somewhat intense amount of make-up on her face. You reluctantly bit your lip against your teeth to prevent yourself from almost laughing uncontrollably.

“Hey, you must be Nova, right? Do you mind if I borrow you for a moment? I've had my eyes on you ever since you came here." The woman giggled confidently while twirling a stroke of her hair.

You cocked your head, very innovative, "You must truly have some nerve inside you to ask me personally."

The woman replies, extending her hand to stroke your arms with her fingers, "Well, obviously I got some faith in myself."

You shoved her hand away in disgust, Your eyes glowing scarlet from arising anger. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

Her eyes were enlarging in dread, then you snarled ominously and displayed your fangs to insist her to stay out of your sight. She shrieked in response out of pure terror and hastily grabbed her regal gown to flee. Unfortunately, her garment was so cumbersome that she struggled and stumbled as she sprinted.

You and the girl laughingly mocked the woman, “You do this often?”

She raises an eyebrow in your direction while engagingly grinning. You winked, raising the wine glass to your lips with a smirk, "It makes my day more entertaining."

You proceeded to converse with the girl until you came across the sound of heels clicking against the floor. Oh, I wonder who it is... Her presence and aura seems formidable and overpowering.

You spun your head to gaze upon a woman with oh my god– The coat, the suit, the dangling chains on her midsection, her rings, her cane, and her curly, ginger hair. Everything about her was definitely captivating.

It was almost as though a goddess appeared before your eyes. Your posture nearly collapsed out from beneath you while your eyes began to flicker abnormally, but you quickly picked up reality. "Well, well... Look who's finally come to the show." She spoke in a rich, enticing tone.

"For a woman like you, you surely are capable of handling a complicated situation." She stood before you, setting her palm on your jawline and raising it up to meet her eye-level using her finger; you felt your breath hitch at the interaction.

Nonetheless, you maintain your composure as you glimpse into her amethyst eyes. "Now, how would you like it if you were to dance with me?" The redhead grinned haughtily at your stature.

You responded with a head inclination, "I would love to." Was she challenging you?

As you approach In the middle of the ballroom, she then guides you to the main stage. She positioned her hand on your waist practically immediately when you were there, ushering you to sway seductively with her body.

You angled your attention towards the girl you were previously with, poor thing had to witness the scene in the front seat. But she didn't even bother stopping you both though; all you could see was her shrug and a wide grin.

You then redirected your concentration to the redhead once again. You both swung your hips back and forth.

Your body was tenderly pressed against hers as her fingertips traveled from your waist to your upper chest, swaying alongside you as they performed so. Your muscles tensed up as you felt her front in contact with your back. Consequently, you closed your eyes and buried your head where her neck and shoulders unite.

She twisted your figure around enough to confront her as the music stopped. She looked down into your eyes with domineering intensity whilst you bore her stare in defiance.

“Oh, you…”

A few inches from your lips, she begins to lean in your favor. A brief lick of her lips gave you the impression as she was preferring to focus her stare on your neck. She subsequently tilted her head slightly and smirked knowingly, drawing your attention to her.

“Why don’t we continue this somewhere else?”

#dean of the school for evil #lady leonora lesso #lady lesso #lady lesso x reader #leonora lesso #the school for good and evil #charlize theron

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hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha · 3 months

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You Have Eyes Only For Me.

Zohakuten x Fem!Reader [Fluff]

Y/N = Your Name

Synopsis: You weren't surprised to find out that Zohakuten is a rather jealous partner, but what did surprise you is the lengths he would go to ensure that your eyes remain on him and only him.

Warnings: slight cannibalism, gore, "mild" possessiveness, blood, Zohakuten really really wants your attention (I think he's deprived of it or something), you get a gift from your sweetheart! 😊

PS: TUMBLR WON'T LET ME EDIT THEM WHEN I POST THEM IN DRAFTS SO I HAVE TO DO IT LIKE THIS. + in order for this to work, I made her vampire. Ik I could've made her a demon, but vampire seems cooler (+ I'm experimenting with my stuff) + I think I went completely off of what you wanted or too dramatic + I did not proofread (I never do)

As far as Y/N was concerned, she was living her one hundred and eighty-seven years without a care in world, watching humans come and go. Having been born during the Edo period, she is quite the experienced girl (little bit of history there). Yet, never did she think she would have ever been cursed with immortality and soon even vampirism. Life from there on out was extremely difficult, with the only true source of food for her being blood instead the normal human food she was used to (not that she couldn't eat it, but human food never made much of a difference), not to mention her fatal weakness to the sun. Ever since she was turned, she thought she'd never meet anyone like her. At least, no one that consumes blood to survive with a deadly weakness to the sun, even after she managed to venture out of the lands of Japan and discovered the western world. But that all changed when she met her dear Zohakuten. The mere fact that he was like her, feeding off of blood and with a weakness to the sun was absolutely baffling, even moreso the way they met.

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Zohakuten was absolutely baffled at the sight. "Hmph... A human eating another human?" He had caught her devouring a human female she had caught abusing a child that wasn't even hers (not that he cared much for the human child). For a mere moment, Zohakuten had assumed that Y/N was a human, but that thought was quickly dismissed when he didn't hear a heartbeat and noticed her sickly pale skin. Immediately Zohakuten was on guard as he wasn't used to seeing demons not fear him, an Upper Rank demon. His mere gaze alone should've had her shaking where she stood, but it didn't. He tried to figure out how powerful she was by trying to smell her blood, to sense her aura, and to possibly try and figure out whether or not she had a powerful blood demon art. Little did he know, that was not the case. "If you're wondering what I am, I am a vampire."

The demon boy was initially surprised. What even is a vampire? He's never heard of such a thing! He only knows the yōkai whereunder the ghosts, demons, monsters, shapeshifters, tricksters, and other kinds of supernatural beings fall, but never has he ever heard of a vampire. Is she perhaps a different yōkai sort? If so, how had he not heard of it? Very quickly he soon came to learn that she was a like a demon but stronger, but also learned that it depends on how powerful one is reborn as one. Unlike demons, who simply feed to get stronger and can only hope to survive once given a portion of Muzan's impossibly poisonous blood, a vampire gets stronger with age. While feeding off of humans does contribute to their strength, it is age that truly is the main factor in their strength. Needless to say, it was a shock, especially when he realised that she was far more powerful than him after her display of power. Zohakuten even had a slight newfound respect for the girl he met. As they would would converse further, he would very slowly begin to grow fond of the girl. Eventually, they'd become lovers, a fact that was quite surprising for even himself and the other clones.

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"He's nothing but-" "A mere friend? How many times have you told me that lie, woman?" Y/N sighed and smiled softly at Zohakuten's jealousy. She was not surprised in the slightest when the boy began displaying jealous tendencies, especially when she was around other males or would give anyone or anything more attention than him. Zohakuten only became more possessive over his lover he found out that she had quite a few male friends and always did everything in his power to keep her attention on him and only on him. However, she wouldn't bat an eye at any of his jealous antics, only viewing them as cute and loving. "Why do you lie to me, woman? Why do you let other men stare at you the way I do?" The demon boy continues to go off about how only he is worthy of gazing upon her beauty and how only he is worthy of her love, pacing back and forth and snapping at the smallest things. She couldn't help but laugh. "I don't want to see him around you anymore..." Zohakuten mumbled with his arms crossed over his chest as he rested atop a tree branch. "Oh yeah? And what will you do if he keeps staying around me?" His lover teased with a small smirk. She wasn't aware just how far Zohakuten was willing to go in order for her attention to remain on him. He was supposed to be the one under the spotlight in her eyes and have her gaze upon him with awe and love because only he was worthy of that from her. Not anyone else. In response, Zohakuten fiercely glared at her and expressed his displeasure without saying a word. Y/N getting the hint, stopped her teasing and beckoned the demon boy over, which he did not think to refuse for even a moment. For the rest of the day until nightfall, they would remain close to each other (rather, Zohakuten would stick to her like gum) in her mansion, cuddling and laying in bed (you're a vampire bro and you've lived for 187 years, you gotta at least be rich by now).

At nightfall, you both prepared to leave the mansion and go hunt for food. "Alright, my darling, you know the usual. I'll be back in two hours." Says Y/N before giving Zohakuten a peck on his cheek and a warm, or in their case, cold hug, which he responds to with a simple grunt and huff. "Oh and Hachi! Please make sure that any passing slayers are killed for me. You know I hate it when those pests roam my premises. Thank you!" Her ever so loyal butler gives a small bow before nodding and opening the windows so she could fly out of the residence. "Of course, mistress. Any and all slayer vermins will be disposed of." Y/N smiles at the tall, lanky man before swiftly jumping out the window and flying off. Zohakuten does not follow however, and only watches as she flies away before he side eyes the butler. "In the city not too far from this private residential property, master." Zohakuten grunts in response, but does not leave yet, Hachi still had one more thing to tell him. "His name?" "Fairly easy to remember since he's a foreigner. I believe it's 'Lucian'." Just the mere mentioning of the friend's name gets a rise out of Zohakuten which the butler is not oblivious to and neither is Y/N. "Very well. Your efforts are appreciated." Zohakuten says one final time before jumping out of the window. Now, what could have led Y/N's ever so loyal servant to have gone behind her back and collect the information of someone she trusts? Simple really. Both Hachi and Zohakuten share a similar distaste for the man. His boastful behavior plays a main role in their disdain for him and so does their distrust. Hachi simply feels as if one day, his mistress will get betrayed and be exposed to dangerous vampire hunters in the west. Zohakuten's reasons? Pure unadulterated jealousy. But exactly did his jealousy emerge at such a severe rate? Well...

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Right from the moment he first met this bastard (a vampire similar to both Y/N and him in physical age), Zohakuten utterly despised him. The young man blatantly disrespected him by completely ignoring his existence and bragged about nothing but himself while making subtle moves at Y/N. Much as he have wanted to shut up the 'gentleman' himself, Zohakuten decided to play nice and remain well-behaved for his lover's sake since he had found out that they are business partners, and business is something he is no stranger to. The entire day was nothing but business talk and attending opulent places with the generic entertainment similar to humans, one of which Lucian was the main event. It was all going well and he almost enjoyed himself (when he ignored Lucian). But when she blew that kiss to that man, every bit of patience and rationality left him. He knew it was all for show really... Well, the clones had discussed Zohakuten's jealousy and that he had trouble controlling it, and they were right, he did, and Zohakuten was very aware of that. But Y/N herself confirmed that she had eyes only for him. He had every right to get angry! (Gore ahead!)

So that's why he's here. Torturing Lucian, stabbing his soft skin with his bone-like daggers and taking pleasure in consuming the blood escaping the poor man's body. "It amuses me how you actually thought that you would live after trying to steal my lady's attention from me. That you thought you would live without consequence when you tried to steal the spotlight that so rightfully belongs to me and me alone." The demon boy sneers. It pleases him to see in how much agonising pain Lucian is. That's what happens when you try to steal his spotlight. With sharp nails, Zohakuten slashes the man's face, blinding him before digging them deep into his chest where his heart lies, all while Lucian howled in pain. "Your heart would make the perfect gift for my darling." And just like that, he rips the heart out of the vampire and in the blink of an eye, backhanded his head off of his body. Being one of the weaker vampires, beheading him means instant death. "I would have preferred torturing you longer, but I have a date tonight and I don't like to be keep my darling waiting." Zohakuten is not one for wasting time, much like Sekido, especially when it has anything to do with getting to spend time with Y/N. All in all, he's glad the nuisance is finally dead as he should be all who dare to fight for Y/N's love.

After not bothering to clean up the mess Zohakuten had made in Lucian's home, he left and went back to the mansion to prepare himself for his date. With haste he ran back to her home and practically barged inside of their shared room through the windows before quickly moving to the closet to get himself dressed. Meanwhile, outside of their room, two knocks could be heard until eventually Hachi's voice rang out, muffled by the closed doors. "My Lord, I believe it is your date night with my mistress. I have acquired you a custom-made attire which I'm certain will get Lady Y/N to swoon over you." Zohakuten freezes amidst dressing himself in the outfit he had initially chosen before quickly opening the door by a bit, as he pulled his black cotton singlet down his toned waist (but why is he so well-built for like, idk, a 13 year old?-). "I don't remember ever having requested a custom-made outfit be tailored for me." He assumed this was some sort of trick since he was well aware that Hachi can be a rather protective servant. He had a rough start with him after all. "You didn't. I did. Please, try this on, my Lord." Hachi said, handing Zohakuten the attire he had chosen for him to wear. Within a few seconds, Zohakuten was dressed and checking himself in the mirror, taking in all the details of the tailored clothing. No less than a minute later, he walks out of the room seeming quite proud and satisfied as he adjusted the accessories in his hair to his liking and nodded in satisfaction at Hachi. "You will have her fall in love with you all over again." "I know." Both Hachi and Zohakuten look at each other in silence for a prolonged moment, before cracking a few smiles at each other. "I believe you are ready, my Lord." Zohakuten nodded in acknowledgement before simply walking with Hachi around the mansion as they await Y/N's return. About a quarter of an hour later, both gentlemen hear the windows open and the flapping of her batwings before the shifting of her clothes after she transforms. From the looks of it, Y/N was already dolled up and waiting for Zohakuten. "Dearest! I'm home and ready!" With a nod towards Hachi, Zohakuten approaches Y/N with his usual expression, taking in every little detail of her and her attire. "... You look good." The demon boy mumbles quietly with crossed arms and averting his gaze to prevent her from seeing his barely visible blush. Y/N on the other hand, was exactly what Hachi had told Zohakuten. Her eyes were practically sparkling (in a figurative sense) at the sight of him, cheeks had gained a red tint, and suddenly she was speechless. "Well... You look handsome." She complimented him with a proud smile. "We'll be going, Hachi." The girl says waving off to the butler, who nods in response, as she drags Zohakuten by the arm towards the main entrance. Outside of the residence, their escort awaited, the chauffeur holding the door to the car open for them to enter. "My (optional: best) friend-" Zohakuten immediately side-eyed her at the mentioning of a 'friend' to which Y/N quickly corrected herself. "Female (best) friend, has reserved us a special spot. She set the place up and made it look a little extra just for us." She says, giving a half-surpressed laugh at his side-eye before entering the vehicle with him. "She knows about this?" "She owed me." "Hm..." He seemed rather pleased by that fact. Initially he thought the place would be some stupid human place, but he is pleased to know that it in fact is not.

The drive to the designated location was about a forty-five minutes. When they arrived, he was impressed by its appearance. Having lived for over two centuries, he it isn't often you get to impress a demon like him, especially not an Upper Moon demon. He waits for his dear to exit the vehicle while holding out his arm for her to coil hers around, keeping his head low at his rather soft and loving behavior towards her. He's always disliked the fact that he was so soft for her but liked it at the same time. Once Y/N got out and joined Zohakuten, the pair entered the place. Zohakuten, surprised by it's opulence and was the human style of entertainment (think of the 50's, a big stage with a jazz band performing on the side, something you see in like the voice or Jimmy Fallon, but a lot bigger. I believe it's called a supper theatre?), though didn't mind it very much, was pleased with what he saw. In fact, he almost enjoyed it. Soon enough, they were approached by a waiter, who quickly led them to their reserved spot. The area was very nice and even Zohakuten had to admit that he was impressed while Y/N fawned and thanked her friend who had been awaiting their presence from afar, flashing her a quick thumbs up which was met with a wink from her. The area that her friend had reserved for them was a place near a balcony where the moon shined on them at just right and was visible at the perfect angle. The area was decorated with what appeared to be real, small hedges decorated with beautiful flowers, with a wine stand not too far from the hedges. From first impressions alone, Zohakuten was actually impressed and thinks he was going to have a good time. Soon, they were again approached by a waiter, but unlike the others, she was dressed a bit more formally. Y/N would gasp softly at realising that it was her friend who had approached her and Zohakuten knew it too from her physical age build (the same as them).

"Good evening, I will be dining you tonight on this fine evening. Here are your menus with our finest meals. Please take your time to order." And with that she turned around and left, swiftly eyeing and smirking at Y/N in the process which Zohakuten didn't miss. Once she was gone completely, he looked at Y/N before speaking. "Your friend is... something." Though he meant that in a positive way. "She wants nothing to go wrong so she's doing it herself." "A smart move on her part." He remarked, appreciating her friend's diligence. "I do hope there are meals more befitting for my stomach and-" He stopped speaking when he noticed that his menu indeed had not a trace of human food or drinks. All of what he saw were human and animal flesh alike with blood and even blood from different species. "From the looks of your face, I can tell she had been working quite hard to make this perfect." The girl chuckles before looking down at her menu. "And I say the results were certainly worth the effort." He responds before putting down the menu, having already made up his mind with what he wants. "Clearly." She too puts down her menu, having decided what she wants as well. "So... I hope-" "Yes, I am having a great time. Thank you for asking." He cut her off, immediately looking up at her with a less scornful expression. "... Everything is better with you." He mumbles quietly though never breaking eye contact. "I can tell..." Just then, her friend returns to take the pair's orders which again ends with her winking at Y/N and silently teasing her (which again, is not something Zohakuten missed). As their meals were being prepared, Zohakuten and Y/N had a pleasant conversation not relating to anything really as they hopped from topic to topic. Once their meals returned, they politely expressed their gratitude (surprising considering it's Zohakuten) before they began eating, with Zohakuten having a wine glass filled blood and Y/N simple wine. They both ate in silence, occasionally speaking and laughing, while enjoying their time. The place was rather noisy, though not too much, but quickly quieted down at the music that began playing on stage. Zohakuten obviously was unaware of the western style of music, seeing as he never indulged on human activities. Y/N however, was not unaware and immediately recognised the song by the melody alone.

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"A song like this is something to dance to, dear." Y/N remarks as she continued to eat her nearly finished food. Zohakuten on the other hand, who had already finished, scoffed and looked to the side. "I am not dancing." The mere thought of it had left the demon boy rather embarrassed. Why would he ever indulge om such a human activity? He's only here on a date! Not a dance party of some sort... When she finished, she got up and adjusted her clothes before holding out a hand for him to grab. "Come on." He refused. There was no way he would go dance! The mere idea is very stupid! But Y/N didn't listen.

"Over and over I keep going over the world we knew! Once when you walked beside me."

She simply dragged him up to his feet and led him to a more secluded area with just the right setting. "Follow my lead..." With one hand at his shoulder and the other holding his hand, his free hand on her waist, she begins to gently sway with him from side-to-side. He unfortunately has no choice but to go along with it, though somehow, it didn't seem as bad. It was pleasant...

"That inconceivable, that unbelievable world we knew. When we too were in love."

Yes, it was... He got to appreciate the beauty he has the privilege of calling his lover in such a calming way. Dancing under the moonlight as if this were some love story between inseparable lovers. Her eyes, her lips, her nose... Her face. Everything was perfect in his eyes. Maybe this dance wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"And every bright neon sign turned into stars. And the sun and the moon seemed to be ours!"

And they continued to dance along to the song. Zohakuten was actually smiling, his expression softer than it ever was as he danced with his lover, swaying gently to the melody of the song. This was his perfect scenario and he didn't even know it. When the song reached it's climax and they slowly came to a stop, he was more than shocked to feel something other than scorn. This boy was so in love that he didn't realise it. "I'd like to give you something..." He says, pulling out a neatly wrapped box and handing it to her. To her surprise, it was a heart, though she it didn't take long for her to guess who's heart that was. "Oh, Zoha..." Y/N chuckled softly before simply devouring the heart right then and there. He couldn't help but laugh at the rather gruesome yet comical display. The pair stayed for dessert and enjoyed the entertainment, until eventually, they left for home.

Eventually, when they arrived, they were surprised to see they had company. Well, Zohakuten was rather surprised to see she had company especially when she was suddenly tackled by a girl he had never met and was talking to his dear as if she were hers. He hated that. Turns out, she was just here to give a gift for new years, even though it was incredibly late. The ladies didn't chat long and soon, the other woman left for her own home. Meanwhile, Zohakuten was seething at what he had just witnessed, though remained composed and simply walked up the stairway up to the entrance towards the mansion. He sighed in relief once they were both inside the dark residence with Hachi awaiting them at the lobby. "Master, Mistress." They both greeted him, before Y/N dismissed him and continued on to the balcony upstairs. Hachi however, had observed Zohakuten's jealousy and couldn't help but chuckle quietly to himself, knowing that he would get teased for it by his mistress. Once they reached the balcony she unsurprisingly immediately started. "You're jealous..." Zohakuten of course denied it, simply stating that he doesn't appreciate having people close to his dear. "I'm not. I just don't appreciate seeing other people so close to you." The demon boy mumbles while crossing his arms, though even he knew he was lying through his teeth with that reply. The girl chuckled and came up came up to him, gently leaning on his shoulder as she looked out towards the beautiful moon. "You are so jealous." He always makes his jealousy so obvious with his sour mood anyways and she knew that. Zohakuten meanwhile, was already explaining that he's not jealous, angrily (and flusteredly) saying that he just doesn't like unexpected visits and so on. She simply shut up him up with a sudden click that reached both their ears. He was surprised to suddely hear the same song that played at their date and even more so when she approached him and gently began to sway with him again.

"Just admit that you're jealous."

"... Fine... I am."

"That wasn't so hard now, was it?"

"Tsk... Shut up."

He hated the fact that he just admitted to her that he was in fact jealous, but that in turn finally got him the time with just himself and Y/N he so wished for. And perhaps he did like dancing and was just too embarrassed to admit it. That seems to be the case as he gently goes along with her as if they were at some ball with just each other, twirling away at the music under the moonlight.

"Now over and over I keep going over the world we knew! Days when you used to love me...!"

A/N

I feel like a fumbled at the end, but I was running out of ideas. Anyways, enjoy the music that suddenly gave me this idea and really fits this situation.

P.s: there is a Frank Sinatra song that gave me a really evil idea so be aware 😈 + I made a reference to two specific characters of kny, can you guess who they are? 😉

#demon slayer #fanfic #f!reader #x reader #hantengu clones #hantengu clones x reader #zohakuten x reader #zohakuten #upper moon 4 #kny x reader #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #yandere

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randofics · 7 months

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Teeth

Horror/thriller/soft romance

Tony Stark x supernatural creature reader

Warnings- suggestive

Happy Halloween yall! Figured I'd give yall a special Halloween fic to celebrate. 👻🎃

PS- I accidentally posted this before Halloween.🤦‍♀️ ugh sorry yall!

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Working with the Avengers had its perks. You got to help Tony and Bruce in the lab, and they even let you do your own expiraments under their observation. They were all none the wiser to your other side.

A blood moon was coming tonight, which made it harder to keep up your human form. If nothing set you off, you'd be fine, but fate had no remorse.

You were alone working with Tony on one of his suits when a wrench fell off the rolling toolbox across the room. It had been haphazardly thrown on top and slowly slipped off the edge. You went to get it when you knocked off your full coffee cup spilling it across the floor. You didn't see the live cable touching the puddle of coffee and received a large surge of electricity throwing you to the ground.

Tony heard the commotion and turned only to see you on the floor, writhing in pain. The lights violently flickered and whent out for a moment before flickering some more. Where you used to be was a giant black mass.

It moved standing on all fours like an animal. A maw full of sharp, uneven teeth grinned at him, and eyes glowing in the flickering light bore into his soul. Wings spread from its back, and a long tail thrashed around, its razer sharp spikes threatening to pierce everything around it.

It ran at him in a flash of suffocatingly black smoke, making him backpedal into a lab table. It moved with no sound, making his heart beat with terror. The lights still flickered above, and Jarvis had been eerily silent.

The creatures giant paws caged him in, and its tongue licked over the jagged black teeth, puffs of black smoke billowed from its nose and mouth as it breathed. When it looked him in the eyes, his vision went blurry for just a moment, and his head felt like it was struck by lightning.

A distorted yet somehow familiar voice spoke in his head. "I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Tony." The voice was cold and without emotion. It left him dizzy, his world swaying like a ship in a storm.

"I apologize for the terror my true form gives you. There isn't anything that can be done about it, unfortunately." It's scaly snout moved closer and he closed his eyes as it sniffed his neck. He sucked in a breath when a long slimy tongue licked over his throat and jugular.

"Worry not. I will do you no harm." It backed away and he slid down to the floor eyes wide with fear. It turned and walked back to the puddle of coffee taking the cup into its forepaw. That long dark-burgundy tongue lapping the inside of the cup clean.

"I assume you do not recognize me." He stood ready to run at the first sign of danger. "No." It looked back at him. "It's y/n your assistant." He swallowed and looked away from your gaze. "Yo-You're y/n?" You nodded sitting on your haunches. "How...HOW!? This isn't possible!"

"It is me. I've always been this creature of terror. But I don't mean or want to scare... to terrorize... This blood moon makes it harder to keep hold of my human form. If you wish of me to leave and never return then I shall." He stays silent for a minute trying to take all this information in. "NO! I-I mean... you don't have to leave. You're a great assistant and I still need another set of hands to help around here."

"Very well then as you wish." Smoke overtook your true body and you transformed back into the human he was so accustomed to. The lights stopped flickering and you fell to the floor. No longer could he feel that oppressing terror almost like it had been sealed into a bottle.

He helped you to your feet and you shook your head to clear it. "Ugh I hate transforming. Are you ok Tony?" He only nodded slightly pale from shock. "So that really was you?" You looked away giving him a quiet "yes" in response.

He brought a hand up to his neck feeling the lingering saliva on his skin. Spotting his hand on his neck you blushed bright red hiding your face in your hands. "I am SO sorry about your neck my instincts take over in that form and I just couldn't help myself!"

Your personality in either forms was like the two faces of a coin. One side unsettling and domineering the other shy and sweet. You gave him whiplash.

He nearly choked at the realization that you had wanted to lick his neck you just didn't have the guts to do it in this form. You'd blush and stutter at the smallest flirtatious comment he threw your way. It was crazy to think that such a shy woman would really be so terrifying when she let her walls down.

"It's fine... um... it wasn't so bad now that I think about it. Of course it was terrifying but the whole neck thing was ok." You slid down the side of the table to the floor pulling your knees up to your chest. "Aside from the whole terror thing I wouldn't mind you doing that again." He chuckled scratching his head. What was he saying! At this point his mouth had a mind of its own!

"Please don't tease me like that Tony." Oh god that look you were giving him. All pouty and embarrassed. It made his heart race for a different reason. He knealt down next to you placing his hand on yours. "I'm not teasing I really do mean that. It was very... raw." He brought your hand up to his lips kissing your palm.

His eyes were truthful and another mad blush came over you. An embarrassing noise escapes your throat as you looked at him wide eyed. "Wh-what now?"

"Now we just take it slow." He moved closer tilting your chin up and kissed you softly.

#fanfic #avengers fic #horror fiction #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween #tony stark x reader #monster reader #suggestive

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bittersweet-folder · 5 months

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☆Bewitched~

The wizard Kwon Soonyoung x the love witch reader

Tw: Supernatural au, both reader and Soonyoung are aged up and in their twenties, Reader and Soonyoung's families are close friends. Reader has daddy issues and reader's father has left their family for years.

Ps: this is not very historically accurate.

Chapter 1 -

Song rec: from the start by laufey/ must be love by laufey.

from the start/must be love

Kwon Soonyoung, a family friend's,more accurately your mom's friend's son, the infamous wizard and exorcist (not really but he knew how to perform an exorcism so yeah) was the man who never really tried to get close to you as friends or maybe he did, it was quite complicated. He always has had, what we say in typical terms, called professionalism and a stern character while he's around any of his co-workers or other fellow wizards and witches. He never let his guard down around you despite you both knowing each other since you guys were ten years old. Not that he was like that from the start. He was bubbly and you both were friends which got substituted with this professional aura. You weren't used to it. Things with your family weren't going too right as well. With your mother and father going through separation since your father had another woman in his life, you were left with your mother. "It wasn't as bad anyways" you thought but there was an after effect. But one way or another, things just find their way to be okay, to be happy somehow and you were. Living in your own house, you made more or less good earnings with any medicines, potions, handicraft stuff. Of course at first glance people might think you live in vain and poverty but no your family had a good reputation in the town you lived, especially your mother's side was more or less wealthy. So a simple life with your two cats was an everyday thing for you.

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"Soo who do we have here? Mr Kwon Soonyoung huh?" You raised your eyebrows with your lips having a tight lipped smile laced on them. "Okay enough for my dramatic talk, why are you here? You never come to my house until it's 'business' or 'work' stuff. A tarot read? Do you want that?" You asked as you crossed your leg, leaned back on your couch with your hot coffee waiting on the center table in front of you.

"Well you aren't exactly wrong but i need help with something else this time?" He said really calmly looking straight into your eyes.

'Yeah always a calm and reserved look in things like these' you thought.

"So basically it's just you gotta help me with an exorcism. Basically it's a girl this time and as you know I do not prefer dealing with women or girls who have been possessed" Soonyoung said, very calmly.

"Well yeah I remember the last time the woman who was possessed, after coming back to his senses very quickly found herself in your arms, you holding her and then accused you of harassing her. It was fucking weird" You stated, deadpan, now taking a sip of your coffee.

"Yeah and then you slapped her and she fainted and fed her a potion. So later on when she wakes up she forgets what happened before. I still don't understand. Why did you slapped her- that was so outta the blue" he said, staring at you with an awkward smile like a deer caught in headlights.

"I needed time to make the potion and I had the urge to slap her after witnessing her show of unnecessary drama where she thinks she's a damsel in distress trying to get of "a little too dangerous spirit" off of her "beautiful body" and coming up with those accusations. Just quote unquote speaking of what she said." You sipped on your coffee. "Be glad I didn't bash her head with a damn chair" And then flashed a warm smile towards him.

Soonyoung would be lying if he didn't feel chills running down his spine.

"Anyways when are we meeting this new one you're talking about? Also how old is she?"

Soonyoung sat on the sofa beside you and crossed his arms. You looked at him.

"Well, the day after tomorrow. She's around twelve years old."

"AROUND TWELVE!? Are you kidding me right now!?" You exclaimed being surprised at the fact that it's a child.

"Calm down, you'll make me go deaf. Don't scream like that" Soonyoung said outta annoyance.

"Excuse me sir, she's a kid. You can most definitely handle her, you won't even need my help then" You said stating a matter of fact.

"It's her father. Her mother left her father. And you know fathers are protective towards their daughters, so you automatically get it why. right?"

"I see. Alright then" you said, your voice almost dropping in the end to a whisper.

Yeah you got it even if you didn't experience it. You wondered though, how it might feel. But at the same time being in your twenties made you feel like you should automatically get a grip on yourself and let it be the way it is. Telling your younger self you'll someday be old enough to understand, is, what you wished for though sometimes. You were always a bit lost in thoughts though every time someone would talk about their father like now.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Soonyoung looked at you with a worried look on his face.

"No I'm not because you're sitting beside me" You said with an annoyed look on your face. He let out a chuckle and stood up.

"Okay I'll get going now" He stepped ahead towards the door across the hall room but stopped halfway and turned around. You raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

"What?"

"Don't you think you should show some courtesy to at least walk me to the door and open it for me?"

"Oh I see" You stood up, walked towards him and stopped beside him.

"Happy now? Mr. Always professional." You said with a smile on your face.

He smirked and leaned closer to your face.

"Okay Y/n seriously stop calling me that and what about the door" He said in a lower voice.

"And what if I don't, what will you do?"

He was now stepping closer to you. You were now, the one stepping back almost about to knock over the table on which the lamp was kept. Soonyoung quickly slide his around your waist and pulled your closer with your hands instinctively placing on his chest to stop before you got any closer than you already were.

"So tell me, is this very professional of me? No, right? So drop that name honey. Just call me Soonyoung okay?"

"Oh. Say please" you smirked.

He pulled away and started walking towards the door hiding his slightly flushed face. And to his horror you did notice that.

He cleared his throat and then said "Okay I'll get going. See you day after tomorrow then"

"Absolutely Mr. Kwon Soonyoung" you said like you're pronouncing each and every letter of his name just to tease him more.

You got back to the sofa and sat finishing off your leftover coffee and smiled at the thought of him getting all flushed up because of your words.

Just then you saw a small piece of paper flowing in your room towards you and then falling on your center table. You took the paper in your hand. It was a small note which read.

“Well thanks for always helping out Y/n. And if being unprofessional, might as well be complimenting your 'just woke up an hour ago' look. You look pretty in that black nightdress and mismatched socks make you look cute”

From 'Mr. Always professional'

"Soonyoung you freaking idiot who writes all this" you cursed and whined. You took the cushion beside you and hugged it. 'He's again making his so-called advances in a flirtatious way' you thought.

~~~~~~~~~~☆

Kwon Soonyoung, who was your friend from the start but now makes you wonder otherwise about your feelings towards him. Making you feel like a lovesick fool who gives your heart a fluttering feeling everytime you see him. You wonder "it must be love" but you don't really know if all his advances, as in his flirting, are just for fun or have some intentions behind it. But a part of you thought you might as well should do something about it.

And well you did.

~~~~~~~~~~☆

A/n: finally I posted this. Sorry for keeping y'all wait. I did proofread twice. But if there's any grammatical errors please lemme know.

Thought of giving an orange theme for the first chapter despite the reader being a love witch.

Love y'all! Gonna post part two after sometime, haven't started it yet so yeah.

.・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。..・✫・゜・。.

#seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen fic #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #kwon soonyoung #hoshi fic #kwon hoshi #hoshi #hoshi fluff #hoshi fanfic

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Colby and Sam x ghost child reader

( this is not based on any hauntings they have gone to, more like a comfort fic ?)

(this is was not meant to ‘make fun’ of ghosts or anything like that)

(Please don’t hate crime me for this, I only made this so could comfort myself for my own trauma)

(I’m sorry but I did take inspiration from Sam and Colby video called “Our Haunted Night at Villisca Axe Murder House (SLOVED)” but taking inspiration from this I did not mean to make a joke to what happened to this poor girl, I do think this was an amazing video but if you have any sexual trauma I do not recommend this video)

(Also, I have 0 experience with writing about supernatural things sorry!)

(PS look up Potoo it’s a real bird and I love them OMG )

TW: abuse, ghosts (?), sexual assault, murder, death,

You had been the child killer by a mas murder years ago, you had died when you were 12 and had stayed 9 for the last 10 year.

Where you died had turned into a “top 10 haunted’ places to visit for people who want a good scare, honestly you hatted it, all those people sticking their noise in yours and your family death, talking about how it was tragic what had happened to you.

They always asked the same questions

“Do you remember who killed you?”

“Can you give us a sign your sill here?”

“Did you dad kill you?”

You hatted the last question the most, your dad was always so kind he would always give you lots of gifts and hugs, sometimes he went away for work for a month though, you hatted it when he went away you always missed him so much.

Sometimes they even pretended you answered, or touched there back, that annoyed you the most it was like they new you were there but didn’t care about being real about it.

They always asked what type of person your mother was too, the was an annoying question.

Because no matter how many times you said ‘mean ‘or ‘ loud ‘ into the box that lets you speak they always ask the question again. Your mother wasn’t the worst, not by a long shot but she would always been yelling at you for one reason or another, she was also cruel so would ignore you for days on end. But you still loved her, she was your mother after all.

After 5 years of people asking the same boring questions, you stopped answering as much and people stopped coming as much, it was boring, you almost missed seeing people.

People did still come around sometimes to see were the horrific murder happened, but they didn’t normally ask questions to you, sometimes you did like to pull on their shirt a little catching them of grade and scaring them a little but only if they were there a while you were still a little shy of new people.

One afternoon you saw the grounds keeper walking around making sure everything was clean enough, he normally did this whenever there would be people coming over, but no one normally comes this late is was almost getting dark. You watched and followed the grounds keeper go around the house sweeping and dusting some shelves a well as kill a big scary spider, the big spider scared you a lot it had so many legs and eyes.

The grounds keeper stopped sweeping when he heard a nock at the door, he put down the broom and walked over to the door, you didn’t want to follow him, so you stayed looking at the broom.

It was big, around the same height as you and was colourful, you have seen the broom before, but you always like to play with it when you got the chance.

You divided too slightly push the broom and watched it move a little, slightly tipping this made you very happy, you always loved whenever you could do things that affected the world around you.

You did it again but this time a little too much force and it fell over making a big noise, you jumped back in surprise and ran into the other room where the kitchen was.

pov change idk(?)

Sam and Colby were standing at the door talking with the grounds keeper when they heard something fall over and small footsteps running to the kitchen

“Oh my! Did you all hear that?” Sam questioned pointing the camera at Colby and Amanda.

“That must be one of our quieter spirits, (Your name). there is a bit shy not talking to many” the ground keeper said walking inside to the living room seeing the coloured broom knocked over

“Were you just using this?” Colby asked picking it up and putting it up right again to show the camera that it didn’t wall by accident

“Yeah, I just finished sweeping “the gate keeper said stepping back a little

“Is there any windows or drafts around here?” Amanda asked trying to open the windows or see if it was slightly open

“Nah, the windows don’t open, never have pulse we don’t have not A/C “The ground keeper sighed wanting to get on with the tore

“In this room was where most of the family fighter took place, the neighbours apparently called the police around 5 times before they stopped and moved out leaving the house across the street empty for nearly 2 years “The ground keeper said facing the camera that was painted in his direction

“So did the fights often get aggressive? Or was it more of a noise complaining?” Colby asked walking around the table

“Oh, hey would get violent and just the screaming at each other and the threats of violence was enough for the police to get called, but apparently the wife was always the first to get violent, throwing plates and glasses around and at her husband” the ground keeper said looking at Colby

“Was the little girl ever removed? “Sam stepped in

“No, she’s still here “Amanda cut in looking to the kitchen

“I saw her peek her head out, almost seeing if the coast was clear to leave the kitchen” Amanda explained pointing to the kitchen door

“Your correct, the kid was never taken out of the custody. But there was no evidence of abuse towards the child so the police said there was no way she could be placed into a safer house “the grounds keeper explained sightly shocked that Amanda said what she did

No one didn’t anything but slightly nod their head signalling that they understood him.

The grounds keeper walked into the kitchen as he began to speak again

“This kitchen is one of the most active houses in the house other than the small cubed in (your names) room and the hallway. There was blood all over the kitchen floor, the police suspect- “

“Oh my god” Sam said touching the back of his neck

“What?” Amanda asked concerned for her friend

“I just felt a bot breath on my neck, and it freaked me out sorry” Sam apologised the grounds keeper

“As I was saying, the police suspect that the murder who ever they are killed the parents and walked down starts with the bloody knife that the murder used and walked into the kitchen where he ripped all the plates and glasses done and smashed them on the floor for whatever reason he had. Then went back upstairs and killer the girl” The grounds keeper said leaving out the horrible suspicion the police had about what also happened the kid after she died.

Amanda frowned, her eyebrows knitting together not understanding why a murder would come down stairs before killing the younger child, but chose not to say anything.

( Honestly time skip bc bored and I want to get to the investigation part so for the back story, your mother was killed by someone stabbing her in the chest 15 times and taking her eyes out and your dad as killed by someone cutting his neck, you were killed by your neck being cut and your wrists, and you were undressed and put into a sexual positions )

Once the ground keeper gave Sam and Colby the keys, he left leaving Amanda and the group alone.

“Ok, so this place defiantly had more than one spirits. I feel something dark are dangerous. Now that could be the parents or possibly the murder “Amanda said walking into the small powder room that came of from the living room looking at the small sink toilet and slightly cracked mirror.

“I thought there was only supposed to be one spirit here... the parent?” Sam questioned

“The only spirit reported here was the parents, but I saw the girl, she’s shy thought, I haven’t seen her since the broom got nocked over” Amanda said closing the door to the powder room

Sam nodes his head in agreement,

“Guys!” Colby shouts from upstairs making Sam start running up the stairs

“What?!” Sam yelled half up the stairs worrying something bad happened

Once Sam reached the room the relied on it was the parents’ room

“What?” Sam asked again looking at Colby

“The window is open “Colby whispered not talking his eyes of the windows

‘I thought the grounds keeper said they couldn’t open and never could “Sam questioned

‘He did” Amanda said coming out of no wear making the boys flinch from the shock

“This is the parents, right?” Amanda asked earning a nod from Sam

Colby finally looked away and said, “I was just setting up the music box at the front of the room, we were going to start here, right?” Colby questioned

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking in the car up here” Sam said

“It’s still going to be a while until dark and I think we should do the parents room, then the living room, then the kids’ room so it will be late when we get to hers and she’ll feel more comfortable hopefully” Amanda commented

“Yeah, that sounds good” Sam said sitting on the bed and pulling out the EFM reader

“Ok, if any spirits want to communicate to us we have objects you can touch, we also give you full perdition to drain the battery from our phones if you need energy to talk to us” Colby says when they finish setting up all the cameras and lights

There is no response so Sam tries to talk

“If you are here I would greatly appreciate if you could give a clear sign by knocking the walls or touching one of our devi- “Sam stopped when he heard a loud nock on the walls

Looking at the camera with a shocked expression

“That was the cleared knock we’ve ever caught!” Colby says not believing that the camera got that

“If there is a spirit here, can you place touch one of these devises in the doorway?” Amanda asked

A few seconds latter the music box started going of and both Sam and Colby yelling in excitement

“Are you one or both of the parents of (your name)?” Colby asked

The spirit box chimed in with a

‘Possibly’

Making all the 3 of the group freak out

“That was so perfect! Oh My God! I can’t even believe! “Colby says

“No one’s going to believe that! It was to perfect!” Sam sighs rolling his eyes knowing how some people are on YouTube.

After around 40 minutes of trying to get the spirt(s) so communicate and getting nothing they divided to bring out the old estes metho, it was voted that Sam would be the receiver and they began.

Sam began putting on the make blindfold and got the headphones handed to him, already hearing the incredibly loud static noises. One he put the earphones Amanda pulled out a note book and turning to a new page.

“If there are any spirts here that want to communicate, please do so now “ Amanda said clicking her pen ready to start writing and nodding to Colby as if signalling him to start.

“Is there anyone open to speaking to us?” Colby asked

A small ‘ apparently’ can be headed from Sam’s headphones before he repeats the word

“Ok, are you the farther? “ Amanda askes

Waiting a few seconds before asking again

“Are you the father-“

“Me” Sam says cutting Amanda of making Colby gasp slightly looking at Amanda.

“Ok so your name is (your dads name) correct?” Colby askes

“You already know” Sam repeats

Colby is now smiling like a mad man now with the amazing relates they are now getting

“This is like a convocation!” Colby says to Amanda

Witch she only nods her head to

“What is a type of bird you know? “Amanda asks to make show the soon to be audience that Sam cant hear them asking the questions

“Why” Sam quested

“What is a type of bird you know? “Amanda asks again

The question is followed by a minute if complete silence with nothing to empty static to be headed

Finally Sam replies a answer

“Potoo” Sam says confused

Colby looked at Amanda to see if it was a real bird to be met with a nod

“Ok... How did you die? “Colby questioned

“Kinfe” Sam repeated slightly confused not understanding why he was repeating the strangest words

“OHMYGOD” Colby yells jumping to get the camera and show the now flashing bathroom light attached to the bedroom

“That’s turning on and off” Colby says to the camera pointing to the bathroom

“Need” Sam repeats

Amanda writes into her note book

“What do you need?” She askes trying to get more information

Colby puts the camera back as he sits down again

“Alive” Sam says

“Alive? You’re not alive your dead, how can you be alive?” Colby questions

“Power”

“Power? Is that how you can feel alive?” Amanda questioned

“Hopefully”

“So, you don’t know ye- “Amanda asks

“Pray” Sam cuts of Amanda without realizing

“Do you want us to pray? Why?” Colby askes

“No protection” Sam says confused

Colby takes his cross necklace out from under his shirt

“I am protected so are all my friends here because we have God on our side, you may not harm any of us” Colby says in a dominate manner to make the spirit realize and understand that they are untouchable

“Lie’s “Sam repeats

“No were not lying, God will protect us. And you will not harm any of us “Amanda says visualises a light bubble going over all 3 of them for protection

“Um …kill yourself” Sam mumbles not feeling comfortable with saying that to anyone

Colby is frowning

“Are a evil spirt?” Colby askes

“Take a guess” Sam repeats

Amanda turns to Colby and says “ I don’t like this and I think we should stop and move to a different room “

Colby stands up and taps Sam’s shoulder singling him to take of the headphones off where you can hear a small

“See soon “coming from the headphones

“Oh, shit that gave me full body shivers, did any of that make scenes?” Sam askes

“It made perfect sense it was like having a convocation. it was so clear!” Amanda replies

“I think we should take a small break before going into the living room and talk about what all of that could have meant, I wrote all questions we asked and what you said back” Amanda said holding up her notebook

“That sounds great, we should also get something to eat” Colby suggests

“Yes! I’m so hungry, that session took a lot out of me for some reason “

Amanda hums in agreement

(What is this ? yet another time skip. Yes )

Once they finished the living room it was around 2am and they hadn’t got much evidence in the living room other than a few words from the spirit box like ‘ evil’ , ‘ leave’ and ‘glass’,

Evonne had existed to go into the last room hoping that there was lots of activity.

Once they had set up everything, there was a music box in the door and in the closet,

The spirt box was out and set up and they all stood in the middle of the room wanting to sit on the bed

“So this was (Your names) bedroom, supposably the most haunted place in the room, but around 5 years ago it went quit and not many people have been able to contact her.

(Your name) was the last one to be killed in this crime scene...” Sam swallowed a pit that was beginning to form in his throat

Colby noticed this and took over explaining,

“When (your name) was killed they were undressed and put into a sexual position, the police suspect that the person responsible for this crime may have h-handled her… sexually” Colby breathed gesturing to the bed

“Were talking about a 9-year-old girl here, A child” Colby said sternly feeling disgusted and angry

“She’s here now” Amanda said looking down the hall

“Hi (your name) my name is Amanda and I’m a medium meaning I can see you, this is Sam and Colby there good friends, you don’t have to be shy, I’ve seen you all night quietly following us, why don’t you come in so we can talk? “ Amanda suggested

“We have this cute Boo bear for you to play with” Amanda says holding up and putting it back on the end of the bed

Amanda looked for a second before you diapered again

“I cant see her anymore” Amanda says keeping the boys in the loop.

It didn’t take long for the music box in the middle of the door frame to go of signalling someone standing there,

‘Sound ‘ The spirit box when of making Sam gasp

“Yeah! Yes that’s called a music box and it dose make sound” Sam says existed

The second music box went of the one in the closet,

It kept going to sighingly that someone was in the closet

‘off...?’ The spirit box says quietly almost questioning

“Do you want us to turn the music box of? If so, can you please turn on the flashlight near you?” Colby questions

It took a minute but the flashlight turned on making the boys and Amanda smile

“Thank you so much” Sam phrases you as he went up to move the box just enough, so it stopped picking you up in the ratter

“If your (Your name) can you please turn of-“ Amanda starts talking but stops when she noticed the light slowly turning of

“Thank you so much (You name), Do you think you can use the Spirit box to talk to us ?” Colby asked

There isn’t a response that they could hear so they asked the first question

“ (Your name) do you remember who killed you?” Amanda starts of strong

Amanda had to repeat the question one more time before you answered

‘hurt’ the box said

“Do you remember being hurt? “Sam tried

‘All time’ the box said

Colby took a shaking breath “I’m sorry that you feel hurt” He attempts to comfort you

It was quite for a bit.

They asked a couple more questions that you didn’t really answer

“Ok so (your name) doesn’t seem too happy to answer questions so we-“

‘can you say that again’ the boo bear went of

Colby gasps

“That means she said something” He whispers

“Can you say that into the spirit box? “ Amanda asked

After a few minuets after science they decided to keep talking

“Ok, so were going to start the estes method now, and I think its only far for Colby to be the receiver this time “ Sam smiles looking at Colby handing him the blind fold

After they got set up Colby sat on the floor not wanting to sit on the bed

‘Brr I’m so cold’ the Boo bear said singling a temp change

“Ok, (Your name) if you would like to communicate with us please use the spirit box and Colby will repeat it to us “ Amanda said trying to make you feel more comfortable to speak to them

‘ that tickles’ the Boo bear laughs making Sam gasp

“That means something touched its stomach”

Colby smiled as he put the blindfold and headphones on

“Hey (your name) do you like the Boo bear?” Amanda questioned

“extremely” Colby repeated

“That’s good it’s very cute isn’t it ?” Amanda smiled

“Do you remember who ki-“ Sam started

“ All the same” Colby repeated

“What is all the same? “ Amanda asked

“you” Colby said

“How are we the same?” Sam asked

“Hind”

Sam looked behind him into the pitch black hallway to see a shadow do down stairs making me shout in surprise “ Fuck!”

“What?” Amanda asked flinching from the volume of Sam’s voice

“I just, I just saw a shadow figure go downstairs after (Your name) told us to hide” Sam said standing up and putting his back to a wall rubbing his hand over his mouth

“That was the clearest one I have ever seen that freaked the fuck out “

“food” Colby says

“Food? Like are they in the kitchen ?” Amanda asked

“Are we safe now?” Sam askes

“Hopefully “Colby replies

“Ok.. Do you remember who killed you?” Sam asked

“close” Colby said

“Was it someone who was close to you?” Amanda askes

“yeah”

“Ok, were they a friend?” Sam asked

“Pray” Colby said

“Pray? Like do you want us to pray?” Amanda Asked

“No please” Same repeated

“Ok, so was it a someone who worked in a church?” Amanda asked

“positively “Colby said

“Ok… I’m sorry that happened to you” Sam said

“Is there anything we can do to help you move on?” Amanda asked

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#colby brock imagine #fanfic #x reader #comfort #abuse victim #sad #angst #sam and colby #xplr club #paranormal #ghosts

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dandyd · 1 year

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Fic Recs!

Hi! This is just a masterlist of all of my favorite works (some Tumblr wouldn't let me reblog :( so I'm putting them here too)! It's more or less a way for me to find my favs easier, but if you find this and wanna snoop through, you're more than welcome to!

Everything that is indented will be what the fic is about/a synopsis.

Ps. I categorize "full fics" as anything with more than 1 part or a series

Kpop

Full fics

Stray Kids

Sanguis Limerence - (Vampire!chan x reader x Vampire!minho)

"You have a job to do. That job is simple, in of itself. Yet the elusive vampire family you find yourself entangled with, the target of your job, makes things anything but straightforward. Can you traverse the thin lines between right and wrong when harsh truths are exposed and realities come to light? Can you resist the allure of danger, the appeal of the unknown? Experience this story of unlikely friendships, lurking threat, and entirely unexpected love."

SKZ Imprinted - (werewolf!skz x reader)

Individual stories that have OC’s in your place if you want to read the others’ stories! I highly recommend reading them all in order to get everyone’s full story! This writer also has a Seventeen Imprinted series that is also SO good! (Everything they write is amazing!)

Red Moon - (Werewolf!SKZ x reader) (Yes, all of them. But mainly Chan and Hyunjin)

"Hana’s life was planned out perfectly. She would marry the pack alpha, become Luna and do her duties. But the appearance of a mysterious stranger turns her life inside out she finds herself outcast and alone. Will she find her new home in Chan and his pack of strays? Will she find what she’s been looking for all along in the mysterious alpha? Or will everything crumble under her again?"

Bite Me - (vampire!felix x reader)

"you're more than familiar with the concept of 'beards' - you've been one for a few of your gay friends to protect them from the suspicious glares of their families within the horribly conservative korean society. however when lee felix - infamous at yonsei for breaking men's hearts - asks you, someone he has spoken to maybe twice, to pretend to date him so he can shake the rumours and prove he really isn't gay, you find yourself caught up in a very complex situation, a mild identity crisis and… wait - are those fangs???"

Light in the Dark - (Vampire!chan x reader)

"You knew the fairy tales were true, you knew Oddinaries existed but you also knew you were an ordinary human who wasn't considered interesting to anyone. At least that is what you thought you knew." (all of skz are different supernatural creatures) (a person who has AMAZING stuff!)

A Thump in the Night - (vampire!hyunjin x reader) (going to be more than one part?)

Uninvited - (Hybrid!chan x witch!reader) (ft. Vampire!felix, Vampire!hyunjin, and witch!jisung)

Unhinged - sequel to uninvited^

No Nut November with SKZ

This is a series of imagines (one per member) of the boys participating in nnn and it is pure glorious filth.

Hierarchy - (Mafia!Changbin x reader) (kinda mafia!felix x reader)

"You have always been utterly uninteresting, safely boring as close. You had a normal job, normal friends and the sweetest bestie on the planet but now everything is upside down and that best friend of yours is far more dangerous than you could have ever imagined." (All of their stuff is SO good so I tagged the whole masterlist but this is very specifically about Hierarchy)

Ateez

Blinding Lights - (mafia!Seonghwa x reader) (also kinda a hongjoong x reader)

"You are your father’s daughter. he taught you everything - how to lie, how to steal, how to kill. but after your younger sister’s marriage, it was only a matter of time before you were paired off with someone. your parents arrange a marriage with a powerful and dangerous up-and-comer who is determined to dethrone your father as king of the underworld. your match is a no-brainer - you and park seonghwa are not only perfect together, you are the best. The two of you are like new royalty - and you would stop at nothing to keep control."

Horizon - (pirate!hongjoong x reader)

"Once a princess of a kingdom you loathed to call yours, you have somehow found yourself aboard a pirate ship, stuck on the ocean waves. Now you try to figure out how to escape them, but as you continue to journey with them, you find yourself wondering if you even want to."

Treasure - (pirate!hongjoong x reader)

"The formidable pirate king Hongjoong and his crew aboard the ATEEZ are in search of something left by their mentor and forebear, Eden. Will they find Eden and his treasure or will they succumb to the many enemies and dangers of the seas, losing their way and each other?"

Pirate King - (pirate!ateez x reader)

"Life as an amnesiac on board a pirate ship ruled by the one and only Pirate King doesn’t seem very promising, but hey, anything’s better than becoming shark food." (honestly the best thing I have ever read)

Instructions Unclear - (android!San x reader)

"While walking home from work one day, you stumble upon an android from the world up-top, a world you were sure you would never be able to experience. once he opens his eyes, you become his master."

NCT

NCT as werewolves

A series of fic with beautiful moodboards/aesthetics to go with!

Vigilantes - (NCT x Superpowered!reader)

NCT werewolf au

"In a world where omega werewolves are a commodity and alphas can go feral/crazy with the need to ‘breed’ them when they’re in heats, things are rough for a pack of 23 alphas." (Each fic can stand alone, but they are in chronological order) (Johnny’s is a personal fav)

Humanity - (Kun x reader) (zombie apocalypse au)

"This is a story dedicated to people and their silly ventures and ways—hope, fear, familiarity, and adoration. Nothing short of catastrophic, but nothing short of human."

Stay Alive - (NCT Dream x platonic!reader)

"Nobody was ready for a zombie apocalypse. you were definitely not ready for a zombie apocalypse. while contemplating just giving up and accepting your fate, you meet a group of boys. life may seem pointless now, but at the very least, you now have a reason to stay alive."

Others (and multiples)

Post Mortem (Haechan x reader) (Zombie apocalypse au) (ft. skz and the dreamies)

Blood Red Skies - (Mafia! Bang Chan x reader) (mafia!skz, mafia!ateez, pirate!ateez)

"Spending most her time in the library and doing anything to keep herself distracted from her life is what Y/N has learned over the years but the situation changed in a matter of seconds and never did she even think of coming face to face with a mafia. She has to make the decision for her life which seems like it will be no different from what it already is." (All of their stuff is good but Blood Red Skies is at the bottom of their masterlist)

The Last of Us - (Kim Taehyung x reader) (zombie apocalypse au)

Dead by Dawn - (Kim Namjoon x reader) (zombie apocalypse au)

"You start to notice things in your small town turn weird. Thinking not much of it, you continue to live as you had been for the past couple of years. What happens when your simple conclusions turn into something more terrifying?"

Survive the apocalypse with BTS

A list of zombie fics

Imagines

Stray Kids

Heartbeat - (Chan x reader)

just a cute rainy day fic

Bad Neighborhood - (mafia!Changbin x reader)

Lost Notebook - (chan x reader) (zombie apocalypse au)

"It’s the end of the world as you know it. You’re alone and overhear a dangerous conversation. Should you help them?"

Vampire!hyunjin x reader (Genius writer. I love all of their stuff! just fluffy goodness)

Vampire!felix x reader (more fluffy goodness)

Dad!minho (pure fluff)

Minho x reader

Dad!chan x reader (he is lowkey a "single" dad but he has you)

Cute lil stragazing with Felix drabble

Excuses - (minho x reader)

"You ask your boyfriend for some private dancing lessons, and although he hears you loud and clear, he still manages to believe you're just making up excuses for him to come over."

Where the sun don't shine - (dad!chan x reader)

It really isn't about him or the reader but about their 2 kids going to school. This person has so much dad!skz stuff and they are all so cute!

On My Mind - (roommate!jisung x reader) (college au)

"You and Jisung are stressed over your upcoming exams. You need to clear your heads, but you can't find anything that works. That is, until Jisung suggests watching porn together."

Exhaustion - (best friend!chan x reader) (college au/f2l)

Random texts with skz

Ateez

Illuminate the ocean - (Pirate!Seonghwa x Pirate!reader)

"Seonghwa absolutely hates the idea of having a new captain on board 'Precious' with him and his crew, but he doesn't have a choice because you had insisted. You have a feeling that he isn't as bad as he makes himself seem and you're proven right through nightmares and colourful jellyfish…"

boxer!Yunho x reader (f2l)

Monster Energy Girl - (yunho x mingi x fem!reader) (college au/crack)

Entropy - (Mafia!yeosang x reader)

"Things never went according to plan; career wise, family wise, relationship wise and especially not when you were suddenly saddled with an infant to raise but you learned to roll with the punches. except the next challenge you were about to face wasn't a punch, it was a machine gun."

Dad!yunho x reader

"You come home to find your house a mess, your three girls nowhere in sight and in the middle of the chaos, your loving husband, Yunho, restrained and gagged."

Figure it Out - (streetfighter!Mingi x reader)

"Fighting is tough, fighting illegally isn’t any better but Mingi soon realizes that he’s one bad fight away from losing the most important thing: you."

Eternal Sunshine - (hongjoong x reader)

"You and Hongjoong meet on the train and instantly connect, going from friends to more. however, you're both plagued by a past that you do not remember, and when you both start to dig into it, you realise that your pasts may be connected and the situation might be graver than you thought."

NCT

See You Around - (Superhero!Jaehyun x Superhero!reader)

"You were once part of the world’s most renowned superhero organization, NCTsuper. Now centuries later, you’re still alive and you don’t know where anyone else is or if they are immortal like you too. The last person you expected to see after all these centuries was a member of NCTSuper, nonetheless your biggest rival within the organization. You really don’t want to talk to him, but you really need that milk."

Jaehyun x reader

Morning with jaehyun featuring an adorable little girl.

Not a Single Dandelion - (johnny x reader) (best friends to lovers)

"Johnny Suh has always been your whole entire sun, moon and all of the stars above. wishing for his feelings to finally be reciprocated is no use as you repeat the same ritual every year - not a single dandelion is on your side when you ask the solemn question and blow on the seeds, watching them fly away with your passing youth. years go by, yet, the question is still the same- does johnny suh finally love you back?"

Cry Wolf - (werewolf!haechan x hunter!reader)

"You keep running into an annoying, naked guy in the woods. Him being a werewolf is no excuse, at least not for the annoying part."

Phenomena - (conspiracytheorist!johnny x doctor!reader)

"The majority of your adult life you’ve been practically married to logic and science. until your superiors at the FBI assign you to work with special agent johnny suh on the so-called x-files project—cases that were never solved due to unexplained phenomena. as time goes by, and you chase case after case, you find yourself drifting further from logic… and closer to johnny."

Others

Lets mate.. I mean DATE - (werewolf!Jackson Wang x reader)

"Jackson has been working for you for months now and things have been going perfectly well, up until a single moment turns his world upside down. Suddenly all that occupies his mind and floods his senses is you and he’s going to lose his mind if he doesn’t figure out why."

Practice Makes Perfect - (Yoo Kihyun x reader)

"Kihyun catches your eye at the pool. You unexpectedly find yourself needing a very specific type of attention from this friend of a friend, and he is happy to help."

Pronoia - (Kim Namjoon x reader)

zombie apocalypse au/college au

Family Traditions - (Park Jinyoung x reader)

fluffy meeting the family trope

All About Luv

A collection of imagines from different groups based on Monsta X’s All About Luv album

Fanart

Bomb ass SKZ moodboards (skz x the walking dead)

1, 2, 3

Gods Menu

Lee Minho

Mark Lee

Marvel

Full fics

I Understand - (Bucky barnes x stark!reader)

"You’re the daughter of Tony Stark, and after meeting the Avengers for the first time, you begin to fall for the one who your father despises most…Bucky Barnes."

Almost Had Me Believing It - (Bucky barnes x reader)

"An undercover operation playing Bucky Barnes’ wife is a dream come true. Playing house in the suburbs while trying to take down a drug ring brings you and Bucky closer but a nosy neighbor causes trouble in paradise."

Like the Stars Miss the Sun - (Bucky barnes x reader)

"In the aftermath of the final battle with Thanos, you find yourself once again teaming up to fight with Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson, all while trying to navigate the complicated relationship you have with the super soldier."

Imagines

Spooky Season - (Bucky barnes x reader)

Hope and Hopelessness - (Bucky barnes x avenger!reader)

"You get inured on a mission and Bucky makes the biggest mistake of his life."

Fanart

Thor and Loki

Steve is an Asshole

Random/Others

Imagines

Cupid Anonymous - (Spencer Reid x agent!reader)

"Garcia sets up an anonymous valentine’s matching site for fbi agents, and you think it’s the perfect opportunity to get over your work crush, spencer reid."

Childhood Friend - (Spencer Reid x reader)

The ObeyMe boys experience MC’s worst memories of them

A whole ass ObeyMe blog

Blog recs for ObeyMe

Fanart

ObeyMe

ObeyMe meme redraw 1, 2

ObeyMe (Beel and Mammon's ice cream)

ObeyMe Levi

ObeyMe Solomon

ObeyMe x Peter Pan

ObeyMe Lucifer

ObeyMe dad!Mammon

Twilight

Jean AOT

Levi Ackerman 1, 2

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vanteguccir · 2 months

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There's someone inside my head | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N is targeted by a certain ghost during the filming of the Sam and Colby ft. Sturniolo Triplets video.

Requested?: Yes, from anon.

Warning: Paranormal, supernatural, ghosts, mediumship, physical injury, pain.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

PS.: I will definitely post more x reader based on the video between Sam and Colby and the triplets! It's so fun to write them.

PS. 2: This one happens in the same "universe" of this Matt Sturniolo x Reader of mine.

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"Wow, the smell of roses in here has gotten stronger." Matt commented as soon as Colby closed the large door behind them, lifting his chin slightly as he smelled the strong scent of flowers.

It was time to investigate the Maximillian room, which was on the mezzanine; the room that held eight mirrors surrounded by gold that cost way too much and a painting of Empress Carlota, who, according to legend, was there because of those same mirrors, as they were gifts from her husband at the time.

And it was precisely because of her that Y/N was feeling so anxious. From the moment the hotel guides took them to there while showing them all the main haunted rooms in the building, the girl felt strange.

Because Y/N was a medium and was aware of it since she was a child - consequently training her "skill" as she grew up -, her sensations with the supernatural were duplicated and very accurate; Not only could she see, hear and feel the presences, but she could also feel what came with them and the weight of each one.

That's why, on her first trip to the room, she quickly found Carlota, who surprisingly allowed the girl to see her, but Y/N wished she hadn't. Carlota was beautiful, exactly as in her painting, still dressed in classical clothes, but her eyes carried so much anguish. Contrary to the hope of Audrey - their main guide -, Carlota did not appear to have found peace in the afterlife.

But what surprised Y/N, or scared her the most, was the hatred in the ghost's eyes, and strangely, this hatred was directed only at her.

Upon stepping into that room for the second time that night, the girl felt nausea rise from her stomach to her throat, swallowing hard; Her heart raced stupidly fast and the hair on her arms and legs stood up, raising goose bumps on her skin. A weight settled on her shoulders and the back of her neck, making her feel as if any sudden movement would send her straight to the ground.

Her hands shook slightly as her eyes swept the room. She focused her senses better, being able to capture several spirits coming and going from one mirror to another, reminding her of the portals created by them. Y/N felt the pain, sadness, anger, and melancholy of each of the ghosts, her throat becoming dry and her eyes burning with tears. She felt overwhelmed.

"Baby? Hey, what happened?" Matt's soft voice close to her ear woke her from her intense trance, her eyes meeting the blue ones that kept her grounded.

Y/N noticed that the others were a little further away and already in the center of the room, talking to each other while Sam arranged the camera to record the investigation. She was internally grateful that Matt had come to her unnoticed without attracting attention from the others.

"Sorry, I'm fine. Just overwhelmed. This place has a horrible atmosphere." Y/N responded in the same soft tone as her boyfriend, keeping her eyes fixed on his, trying to convey confidence.

"If I'm feeling the burden in these walls, I can only imagine what you're feeling, dove. I promise I'll be by your side the whole time, and if it gets too much, let me know, and we'll leave right away." The boy spoke, taking Y/N's right hand with his left one, squeezing lightly. Y/N smiled in gratitude. She was so lucky to have him with her.

"So Carlota likes compliments and flirting?" Colby's deep voice caught the couple's attention while asking the rhetorical question. Y/N and Matt looked up at the others, seeing Sam already with the camera on and passing the lens along the decorated walls surrounding them.

Matt turned off the light on the switch near the door as previously agreed before they approached the others, ready to start what they needed to do there.

"Hey Carlota, here we have five fine men, but only three are single and available for you." Matt spoke first while settling close to his brothers, his eyes scanning the space completely despite being able to see practically nothing through the darkness.

Y/N followed his action, sweeping her eyes around her and the ghosts there, internally trying to focus only on Carlota's spirit. She kept her right hand intertwined with Matt's, not wanting to let go of his warmth, knowing that he was the only one who could keep her under control in that situation.

"Can you see her, Cole Sear?" Nick asked Y/N, crossing his arms and looking at the girl with a curious gaze, who nodded after rolling her eyes momentarily at the reference to the movie Six Senses, smiling sideways.

Nick was scared to death of watching horror movies, but he loved it when Y/N watched them all and then told him the story.

"I can, but I can also see several other ghosts that probably have nothing to do with the hotel's history and are only here because of the portals. I'm trying to just focus on her."

Colby and Chris started throwing random pick-up lines into thin air, trying to attract the Empress's ghost. Their words made Y/N let out a low laugh, they were ridiculous.

After a significant effort, Y/N finally managed to clear all the ghosts in the room from her mind, being able to see only Carlota. The woman stood a few steps away, her eyes on Colby and Chris as she held an elegant and calm posture, an arrogant smile on her face, probably satisfied with all the attention.

But that changed when she realized that Y/N saw her completely now, her empty eyes going to the girl, a flame of anger and disdain shining behind them, seeming to penetrate Y/N's eyes and run throughout her mind.

The girl's hands flew to her own head almost instantly, pressing down on each side as her body arched slightly forward, a growl escaping her throat as her knees shook, weakened by the sudden pain.

Matt had never moved so fast, his body positioned in front of his girlfriend's as his hands held her arms, which were more tense than ever before, her own fingers tangling in strands of her loose hair, pulling hard while trying to stop the intense pain of the sudden migraine.

"Y/N? Baby, talk to me. What's... What's going on?" Matt spoke in a desperate tone, his eyes going from his girlfriend to the boys repeatedly, hoping they would have some kind of response.

Nick and Chris ran to the two, positioning themselves on either side of Y/N, choosing not to touch her so as not to worsen her overload but showing that they were there for her.

"It must be some spirit that is messing with her, perhaps trying to attack her or, at worst, control her." Colby commented, approaching as well as his eyes traveled around the dark room, looking for any clue as to what it was, even if he couldn't see anything.

Sam lowered the camera, the lens focusing on his feet as he too approached. His eyebrows were furrowed in concern, the blonde knew well what it was like to be attacked by spirits, and if he could, he would put an end to what Y/N was feeling at that very moment.

"Matt." Y/N let out in a pained groan, an intense pressure establishing in her right arm, as if something was holding, or rather crushing the region. She lifted her left hand, placing it on Matt's right shoulder while trying to find stability.

With great difficulty, the girl looked to her right from the corner of her eye, catching Carlota there, just a few inches apart from her. Feelings of fury and disgust emanated from her aura as her right hand squeezed Y/N's arm, and although she didn't say anything, the girl knew that that gesture was a request - mandate - for her to get out of there.

Nick and Chris spoke to Sam and Colby in low tones, probably trying to understand the situation and find a solution to reverse it.

"I'm here, honey. I'm right here." Matt whispered repeatedly, bending down slightly to be at the same height as Y/N while holding her hand that was on his shoulder, stroking the skin softly with his fingers.

He felt his breathing quicken in anxiety at the sight of his girl's state, panic wanting to take over his body, but he maintained control, closing his eyes momentarily to compose himself, as he whispered sweet nothings against his girl's ear.

Seconds later, when he saw that Y/N was still moaning and grunting in pain, he took a deep breath before turning around, turning his back to the girl and facing the room. Little did he know that Carlota was right next to him.

"I demand that you cut all effect on Y/N right now. You are not allowed to mess with her." Matt's voice was stern, like never before. His eyes held determination while running around the room, his hands behind him, maintaining contact with his girlfriend's body. "She's not yours!" He growled.

Suddenly, all the pressure on Y/N vanished, and a feeling of relief took over her, as if fresh air had entered her nostrils and filled her lungs, bringing comfort to her body. The girl exhaled sharply, removing her hands from her head slowly, as if expecting the worst.

Y/N straightened her posture, opening her eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the light. One of the boys had probably turned it on in the meantime, and the girl mentally thanked whoever had done it, finally being able to see the surroundings better.

The negative and evil energy had left her side, but Carlota was still in the room, Y/N could feel her.

Matt turned abruptly, facing Y/N again, pulling her into his arms as he held her head against his chest, caressing the area carefully.

"You're okay. You're okay." The boy repeated it like a mantra, trying to calm Y/N or himself. He wasn't sure.

Y/N winced at Matt's movement, the pain in her arm intensifying, reminding her that Carlota had almost ripped it off.

“Wait, are you hurt? Where does it hurt, Y/N?” Nick asked after hearing it, finally getting close enough to be able to lightly touch his best friend's shoulder, a worried look decorating his face.

Matt pulled away from Y/N almost instantly, ready to investigate her injury, feeling anger rising through his veins. If he could see and touch ghosts, he would kill Carlota again.

Y/N just raised her right arm, rolling up the sleeve of her jacket with her left hand. Chris, who was on the other side of the girl like a bodyguard, his blue eyes still darting around the room as if expecting something to appear out of nowhere, let a surprised sound escape his lips at the sight.

"Oh my God, Y/N. This is bad." The youngest of the triplets murmured, an expression of discomfort taking over his face as he thought about the pain resulting from the injury.

A handprint was perfectly carved on Y/N's arm. It looked like someone had taken a pencil and ink and drawn in the area. That would definitely turn out purple.

"That's crazy, dude. Does it hurt bad?" Colby asked, taking a few steps closer to get a better view, receiving a nod from the girl, who was still looking at the mark in disbelief.

"When you said you were Lorraine Warren, I didn't think you would perform the entire The Conjuring movie. If I had known, I would have brought a priest and some holy hater." Sam joked, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere, as he momentarily turned off the camera.

The blonde made a quick mental note to delete all footage of that disturbing episode, not wanting to expose such a vulnerable moment of his new friend.

Y/N let out a laugh. The ghosts really hated her.

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eletricheart · 1 year

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Born to die

(Katherine Pierce x Reader)

*image creds to owner

ps: I'm not counting last season katherine

Word count: 882

"Choose your last words, this is the last time"

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Katherine met you after she managed to escape from Klaus. At first she believed you were a witch of some sort, living in a cabin away from the villages, having a cat following you around. So she did the smart thing and stalked you, to make sure you weren't a threat.

You first met Katherine during winter, she was walking around too close to your house so went to greet her. The woman didn't acknowledge your presence, choosing to walk away. You found the encounter strange but didn't put too much thought into it.

Katherine was distracted that day, she didn't notice your approach until it was too late. The fact she ran was embarrassing enough for her to not go back for one week.

You both met each other when the vampire knocked on your door to apologize. It happened so surprisingly that it started raining. That was the first time she stayed over at your place.

After this date you started talking more, Katherine with her snarky comments and you with sarcasm, it was almost as if you were made for each other.

The first kiss happened with the first fall of snow. The vampire was worried about you leaving in such weather so an argument started, only ending with the acceptance of care from both sides and a kiss.

For the first time in years Katherine was at peace, your cabin was perfectly quiet. The chores were always tending to the garden and cleaning the cabin, leaving plenty of free time to simply be. She loved this life, she loved waking up by your side, hearing you laugh, holding your hand, she just loved you.

You weren't a witch, much less a supernatural being, you just enjoyed biology and were fascinated by cats.

She told you she was a vampire after two months together, you naturally had many questions but stood by her side, helping her with what you could, loving her.

No one ever expects something like this to go wrong, Katherine has survived many things but she never imagined needing to survive this. You were both young in it's way, none could see it coming.

If anyone had heard of this story, they would be sure that this was when Katherine became a villain of sorts. This was why she never stayed with someone, why she played with the Salvatore's, why she hated Elena so much.

You were together for two winters, on the third you got sick. You were always as healthy as a human can be at the time, but sometimes winter was too cruel.

Katherine wouldn't leave your side, she wanted to turn you but needed your permission even though she knew you would only say yes for her. However, you kept going in and out of consciousness, never awake enough to give a proper answer. So, she waited, waited for you to get better.

Your cat would lay with you every hour, as if it knew there wouldn't be too much time.

You loved Katherine, you truly did, but immortality was never something you desired, the vampire knew that, you had talked about it.

It was the last day of snow, you asked her to pick up some flowers if they were still up, just to see a bit of the outside. Of course Katherine ran to get your flower, she would do anything for you. Your cat stayed with you, touching your head as support.

Katherine heard when your heart stopped, she's never heard a silence quite so loud. In situations like these some would think they'd rush to action. But she froze.

She walked through the door, cursing every step, hoping she was wrong, and she cried, like never before.

Katherine tried to bring you back, but you were so stubborn. The vampire tried to blame you, but that didn't last a minute.

Your cat died a year later, almost staying alive just to keep an eye on your girl.

She burned the cabin right after, murdered the entire villages nearby, and never went back.

Katherine never had a relationship again, not like yours, for her it was impossible to have someone like you.

Stefan Salvatore wasn't like you, not even a little bit, but during their time together she tried to make him like you. It never worked, but after believing a lie for so long, it gets harder to see the truth.

Elena Gilbert had what she didn't, happiness, a family. You were supposed to be her family, but you were gone, and Elena had everything.

During her time alive, Katherine talked to Klaus once, she expected to die but instead had the worst emotional talk of her life. At least he said the truth, your relationship was doomed from the start, you were just born to die and she was born to lose you, nothing could've stopped it.

He did also tell her to not look for death but bring it to others, which the vampire happily obliged.

Katherine Pierce once loved someone, she once lived in peace not hurting a soul.

Katherine Pierce once lost someone, she lived with anger, hurting everything in her path.

When she died, truly died, she thought of her daughter, thought of you, and after many years she felt at peace again.

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masterlist

#Spotify #katherine pierce #katherine pierce x reader #katherine pierce x you #tvd fanfiction #the vampire diaries #non canon

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magnoliabutters · 2 years

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HEART OR STOMACH • STORIES FOR HUNTERS •

pairing: dean winchester x (female, 18+) reader

summary: the new monster of the week just so happens to show up at your diner. the winchesters think they’ve saved another damsel in distress, little do they know...

warnings: 18+ content, minors dni, adult language; violence to fluff to smut - rinse & repeat; oral (freceiving), ass play, heavy petting, gore, “torture,” weapons, weed mentioned, kidnapping, consensual as always, etc.

word count: ~6.9k

support your writer: if you enjoy, please give a reblog so others can enjoy too! 🤘🏼

• stories for hunters •

note: hello there! welcome to a new series! we are finally entering a new universe, supernatural. i've been missing my winchester boys! it’s time to bring them back for some fun! please let me know what you think! i'm hoping to make this a series! ps - sorry it’s so long for a first part! i hope you find it worth it!

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“Hey! We’re behind. We got tickets on the board,” you say as you walk down toward the kitchen. “Heard,” you hear from your cooks. You turn the corner to get behind the line. Quickly grabbing the next ticket, you help your workers get the food out. “James, my burger’s almost up. Can you grab me some fries?” you say pointing towards him. He replies with a quick nod. “Aye, Annie, table 42′s about to start bitchin’. Let’s get those poppers out,” you share, tapping her on the back. “Echo,” Annie says with a smile. “Y/n! We got a Karen up by 9. Can you help out?” Brandy asks, coming from the front. “Annie, James. Y’all got it back here?” you ask, continuing to flip the burgers and getting them set with their sides. “Yeah, we got it,” James says. You nod and walk out towards the front.

Landing your eyes on table 9, you see that classic “Karen” hairstyle with her dopey husband across from her. With a sigh, you head towards her. “Hello there! Brandy shared you wanted to speak with me?” you ask, fully prepared for whatever bullshit comes your way. “Yeah, this salad has tomatoes on it. I was very specific when I said that I don’t want tomatoes,” she says with a stern, condescending tone. “Great! So I’ll go ahead and get the chopped salad without tomatoes,” you say with that clear fake customer service voice. You take the plate from in front of her. “Is there anything else I can help you with?” The woman scoffs, “Yeah, you can take this off our bill.”

Your eyebrows raise in response to her audacity. “So, you don’t want the salad anymore?” you ask. The woman shakes her head. “What are you stupid? Yes, I want my salad,” she screamed. You laugh as you place her plate back onto the table. “You can’t have both, honey,” you say with a stern whisper. You lean your hands onto the table. “Do you want to eat the salad that you’re going to pay for, or do you want nothing, ma’am?” The woman gasps, as though you stabbed her with a fork from her plate. She nods, hiking up a side of her top lip. “One salad with no tomatoes coming right up,” you smile.

As you walk by your other tables, you hear laughter and someone say, “Nice! I love dinner and a show.” You stop and turn to him. You are prepared to give him the highest level of sass for the day. That’s what they should expect coming in to your diner. As soon as your eyes reach him, your face deadpans. This man looked like a god damned angel. His jaw chiseled and enough to make a grown woman cry. His eyes so damn green the whole world could have stopped but you would have never known. His hair gelled up, but in a way that it still looks so natural and amazing to push your hand through. His shirt as green as his eyes. His eyes that are looking right back into yours. Your heart races and you try to calm yourself with some shaky breaths. “How’s your food?” you ask attempting to fill the space.

“I’m not complaining,” he says as he takes a huge bite of his burger. You smile, suddenly having worried thoughts if you had anything in your teeth or if your smile was too big. Turning towards his companion, you notice a much taller gentleman. Just as beautiful, but with darker and longer locks. His eyes just as green. His face more sweet and welcoming, as opposed to drop dead gorgeous like the first one. “How about you?” you ask. He smiles, “It’s great. Thank you.” He pushes around the vegetables within his salad. You smile in response, giving the male model a special wink as you walk away. A smirk resting on his face.

“Brandy, you did not tell me about the male gods at fucking 13!” you say as you land your elbows onto the expo counter. Your heart thumping in your chest. “Oh my god, I know,” she says, meeting you on the counter. “The guy with the short hair already has my number. I will definitely be seeing him later,” she says fanning herself with her receipt pad. “Oo, he’s the one I was looking at too,” you say with a giggle. “Get him, girl.” You look back through the expo window to take one last look at them. The tall one pulled out a laptop and they seemed to now be in a more serious conversation. No matter how serious the discussion must be, the other one is deadly focused on his burger. A man after your own heart.

-xox-

Finally it’s time to close up shop. You have been counting down the minutes. Two in the morning - absolutely disgusting. The crew is finishing up their closing duties, as you count the money from the registers. “Brandy, I have your tips,” you say, waving her money in the air. She walks by, grabbing the cash as she passes. “Thank you!” You turn towards Annie and James, “Y’all are good to go too! I’ll finish up.” Annie makes a confused face and asks, “Are you sure, y/n?” You laugh as you wipe off the front counter. “All good. Head out before I change my mind,” you chuckle. They all rapidly grab their things. The front door’s bell ringing nonstop as they all rush off into the night. You’re left completely alone in the diner. Exactly how and where you’d like to be.

A little more cleaning and you’ll be on your way. But first, some rock. You turn on your headphones and place them carefully into your ears. With a simple hit of the play button, your ear buds flood “Crazy Train.” Pretending to play the drums on each intense beat, you begin to walk over to the back to retrieve your broom. You grab onto it, using it like a fake electric guitar as you play your heart out to the song’s devilish riff. You feel the rush as you yell out the lyrics. You wouldn’t have to worry about anyone hearing you, seeing as your diner is at least 5 miles away from the closest civilization.

As you continue to sweep out any food left under the tables, you hear the front door bell ring. That unbelievable piercing ring that you unfortunately hear through even the most noise cancelling of headphones. “Hey, we’re closed,” you say as you raise from the table and pull a bud out of your ear. You look towards the front door and see it swinging but no one in sight. “Hello?” you say with higher volume, your eyebrows raised. The silence is deafening. Even the air felt unbelievably still and quiet. The hair on your arms begin to raise. You feel goose bumps travel up your back. Every part of your body screaming for you to run out and leave without even seeing anything tangible.

You take a deep breath. Your jaw clenched, teeth grinding against each other. As you slowly back yourself towards a wall, a shadow began to take shape in front of you. A man. Your grasp on the broom tighter than before. “Get the fuck out of here,” you say sternly and powerfully. You approach this unfortunate situation as though he were a bear. Making yourself larger, able to put up more of a fight, and then hope he gets scared off. The shadow moves closer to you. Instinctually, you bring the broom across your body - ready to swing if needed. But god, you hope you wouldn’t need to do that. “I got 9-1-1 already on the way. They should be here any fucking minute!” You scream loudly, knowing full well that your phone is on the front counter. As the body continues to slowly move to you, the moonlight shines perfectly against its teeth. It’s incredibly long, sharp teeth.

With that sight, you drop the broom and run towards the back. You hear tables being pushed around and growling as you rush towards the back door. Adrenaline pumping throughout your body. You’re terrified, but your body pushes you to keep moving. The shadow jumps over the counter in an attempt to lessen the distance between you two. With one swing, you feel claws rip through your lower back. Pain shoots up your spine. Your legs unfortunately buckle at the sudden red hot sensation.

You land right onto your face. Your hands taking most of the beating, but your forehead having taken quite the smack onto the kitchen floor. Dizzily, you attempt to raise your head - looking for any potential weapon that could help you defend yourself. Very slowly, you feel the shadow’s body straddle yours. Biting deeply into your lip, you try to hold back your whimpers. This is it. You’re going to die. You’re not ready. And that’s when you hear it. “I-I didn’t want to do this. I can’t s-stop. I’m so sorry, y/n,” a familiar voice whispers. With a quick hit to the back of your head, you are unconscious.

-xox-

Pulsating beats flood through your head. The pain in the base of your skull leaving you nauseous. You feel a trail of dried blood resting on your eyebrows, nose, and lip. You attempt to look around, but your eyes are too shaky and blurry. You hear, “Oh thank god, you’re okay.” A sweet, small voice shoots through your hazy vision. “Where am I?” you mumble. Your throat and lips were dry. Your voice cracked to the point where it left you in pain. Whatever hit you took, it was bad. It is incredibly difficult to hold your own at this moment. You close your eyes as to not get nauseous.

As you slightly shift your weight, you feel a deep pain in your shoulder’s joints. You realize that your arms are hanging above your head. Wrists tied together. Your toes barely grazing the floor. The rope being the only thing holding you up right now. “We’re in deep shit, but we’re going to help each other get out, okay?” a voice appears. You turn and open your eyes in the direction of the voice. It’s a girl. You don’t know her, yet your life might depend on her now. Her arms tied above her head as well. “What do we do?” you say with a whisper. You can see her moving and twisting about.

Looking around, you find yourself in a room that looks like it was made by Lincoln-Logs. A fire burning and crackling in the cornered chimney. You focus your efforts into slowing your breathing - attempting to remain calm despite this terrifying situation. “Do you see that table next to you?” the girl says, nodding towards your left. You twist your body to see the small end table. A butter knife laying atop it with other surrounding knick knacks. It is rather far from you, but you could reach it at the risk of popping your shoulder out. Hey, it’s better than dying. You nod towards the girl.

With a pointed toe, you attempt to pull the table closer to you. Your foot finally hooking around its leg. As you lean more of your weight onto your right side, the rope digs deeply into your wrist. You feel it dragging and ripping against your skin. You let out a shaky breath, pain lingering down your arm. With a bit more force, you are able to flip the table on its side with a crashing noise. Your movements now more rushed than before. “Yes, yes! Okay, now grab it!” she screams towards you. You quickly move your eyes towards her. “Be quiet. We don’t know where they are,” you whisper softly. You turn back towards the task at hand. Using your toes, you grip onto the base of the knife. “Okay, now can you lift it up or something?” she says with a whisper. You nod and attempt to raise your leg towards her. Your weight resting on just your big toe.

As you lift your leg, attempting to get it high enough to reach the girl’s hands, your back sends deafening pains through your limbs. “Fuck!” you yell. You drop the knife harshly into the floor. Your weight quickly drops onto your joints, sending another rush of destruction throughout your body. Suddenly, you hear a door burst open behind you. The pain leaving you with an inability to move. The girl gasps and shudders in response to the shadow re-emerging.

“What are you doing?” the familiar voice shakes you to your core. You stay as still as possible, as though he won’t be able to see you. “Don’t make this worse than it has to be,” he says hesitantly. “Let me the fuck out of here, James!” the girl screams. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach. Before you can stop yourself, you turn towards him. Your eyes landing on his face. You get the pleasure of having emotional pain on top of your physical. James is - was - so important to you. He’s always been there for you. He’s always had your back. He’s always supported you as you pushed your way through the glass wall at the diner. Yet here he is.

You desperately keep your eyes from his. You feel him scan your body from top to bottom. “Keep your mouth shut, June,” he says in a terrifying tone you don’t recognize. He walks towards the girl slowly, as though he was stalking her. As he walks past you, you catch a glimpse of sharp nails extending from his fingers. The sight leaves shivers up your spine. This is not normal. “Please, James. Please just let me go. Please,” she whispers. Before she’s able to say anything else, a growl erupts from him. He pulls his elbow back and thrusts it deep within her chest.

With an audible gasp, you find yourself absolutely petrified. Your entire body begins to shake, but you cannot pull your eyes from James and June. June’s mouth gapes open, a permanent expression of shock upon her face. James growls loudly in her face as he pulls his hand back from her torso. You surprisingly were able to look down at his hand - there rests her heart. It gradually slows its beat. You remain absolutely still. You oddly don’t feel pain in your body, despite the grueling torture you’ve experienced so far. James quickly rushes the heart into his mouth. He took a bite, breathing incredibly deep with satisfaction.

James slowly turns towards you as he takes another bite. His face completely covered in blood. His eyes a golden yellow now, despite normally having blue eyes. “Do you want some, y/n?” he says with a deep laugh. You cringe away from him as he lifts June’s heart to your face. Gritting your teeth together, you continue to place distance. Tears welling within your eyes. Your body shakes at his closeness. James quickly pulls away, his eyebrows furrowing together. As a tear falls down your cheek, he lifts his sharp claw to your face. He wipes away the drop. “I-I’m so sorry, y/n. You don’t deserve this,” he says. His entire demeanor shifting so quickly it leaves you unbalanced. You could swear that his eyes were slowly flooding with blue.

“I’m just so hungry,” James says softly. “And there was no one else. I don’t want to do this.” You remain quiet, continuing to shake uncontrollably. He slowly takes another bite of June’s heart, maintaining eye contact. Before you could process everything, a force bursts through the window. The glass thrashes throughout the room. James drops his meal and rushes towards the window. You hear loud grunts and growls. Following the sounds, your eyes land on James fighting the tall man from the diner. You must have truly hit your head, because there is no way that this is real life. You watch as the tall man attempts to raise his gun towards James. He attempts to claw at the man. The tall man continues to throw punches while seemingly attempting to avoid James’ mouth. You begin to feel lightheaded, wanting to simply give up.

As they continue to swing at each other, growing bloodier and bloodier by the second, you hear the door open behind you softly. Suddenly, you feel someone’s body against your back. A comforting voice says, “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” Without taking a beat, you fall back towards the voice. Your eyes close as you drop your guard. You could hear a snapping of the rope and sudden release of pressure on your wrists as you flail back onto their chest. With a soft grip, they quickly lift your arm around their shoulder. You try your best to keep your torso up, but it continues to prove difficult. Continually tripping over your feet, you make it through the threshold of the front door.

You are met with a cool rush of air. The sun rising in the distance. You watch as someone supports you towards a car - an older, yet loved car. Your vision completely blurry. The comforting voice speaks again, “It’s going to be okay. I’m going to lay you down and I will be right back. We’ll get out of here soon.” It opens the backdoor of the car. Ever so gently, the man supports you in lying down on your side in the backseat. Several bangs suddenly ring through the air. The tall man must have gotten his shot. As you lean back onto the seat, you recognize the comforting voice as the male god from the diner. He rushes saying, “I’ll be right back.” As he straightens up, he pulls his own gun from his waistline and closes the car’s door.

The next few moments were small and quick blurbs of coming in and out of consciousness. You remember the male god throwing the tall one into the passenger side. He seems to be in pain, open cuts against his check. Blood staining his face and hair. The male god jumped into the driver’s seat and quickly reversed, leaving a screeching sound in the air. “Sam, Sammy! Are you good?” he says with increasing intensity. “I’m good, Dean. I’m good,” the tall one replies with evident fatigue. “Y/n, are you okay?” he says, adjusting his rearview mirror to see you. “I’m okay,” you say in a soft mumble.

You feel the car moving very quickly. “Where are we going?” you say. The two men continue to converse outside of your earshot. “Where are we going?” you say loudly. They continue to speak, unable to hear you for some reason. The lack of response leaving you with an overwhelming feeling of distrust. Opening your eyes, you see what looks like a machete underneath the passenger seat. With another surge of anxiety, you grab the blade, push yourself up despite the pain. You lift the tip of the machete against the tall one’s throat. His nostrils flared in nervousness. His hands begin to raise. The driver continuing to thrash his head between you and the road. “Where. Are. We. Going?” you ask sternly. The tall one hesitantly replies, “We’re going somewhere safe. We saved you, y/n.” “Where?!” you yell, your eyes closing due to your deteriorating energy. “Flamingo Bay Motel,” the driver spits out. Before you are able to acknowledge the answer, you loosen your grip on the machete. It falls upon the tall one’s lap, as you fall and hit your head harshly against the leather of the back seat. Another bout of unconsciousness envelops you.

- xox -

In and out of consciousness, you find yourself carried from the backseat and into a room. You are unsure of who is moving you. As you are laid carefully on your stomach, you feel the comfort of a slightly softer surface - compared to the car’s seats. The side of your face gently placed onto a pillow. You find yourself back into a state of sleep. In another string of regained consciousness, you hear voices above you. “Dean, we gotta do something about her wounds. Her back is scratched to hell,” the first voice says. You feel the sensation of someone touching the bottom of your shirt. Slowly, they lift your shirt. You involuntarily wince at the pain as the clothing sticks do your back, drenched in dried and fresh blood. “It’s going to be okay, y/n,” a lower toned voice calls out. “Okay, we’re going to need more bandages and antibiotics. Go grab those and I'll start on the stitches.” The first voice agrees as you hear a rush of movements out the door. Another calming “you’re okay” leads you into another fog of unconsciousness.

You awake to a sudden cold touch on your back. Hands begin to push a piece of fabric onto your lower back. Your eyelids slowly open and land onto the male god’s face. Part of you is excited to see him. The other part terrified seeing as you don’t yet know his role in this trauma. Following his gaze, you realize he is staring at your ass. Your eyebrows furrow in a mixture of bewilderment, disappointment, and shock. The slight movement of your face draws his sight towards you. His eyes widen, deep green irises full of shock. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, blood flushing towards his cheeks. “What?” another voice replies behind you. “Oh, nothing,” the man says, sinking his chin towards his chest. As your eyes slowly close again, you notice the sky darkening beyond the window’s curtains.

With a groan, you lift your head from the pillow. You feel as though you were hit by an 18-wheeler. Moving your hands by your pillow, you raise your torso off of the bed. As your lower back arches, you feel an intense agony spread through your back. You yelp at the sensation and drop your body down. A quiet voice says, “Oh, oh, oh. Don’t try to move, y/n. Let me help you.” You feel a comforting hand press against your upper back, supporting you as you attempt to lift from your side. You slowly swing your legs around the edge of the bed.

Looking up, you recognize the tall man. A new bloodied bandage across his cheek. The remaining blood cleaned from his face. “I’m going to ask you some quick questions, okay? What’s your name?” he says calmly. With a mumble, you reply, “Y/n.” He laughs nervously, elated at your response. “Okay, and do you know where you are?” Your head feels like it’s about to explode. You have never felt this intensity from a migraine. Squinting as you raise your eyes towards his, you say, “Flamingo Bay Hotel.” A blunt chuckle generates from a corner of the room. “Close enough,” the low toned, male model replies.

Addressing him, you ask, “What happened?” The tall one pulls a chair up to the mattress. “We’re actually hoping you could tell us,” he replies softly. You close your eyes, raising your hand to your temple. Applying some pressure, you answer, “I was closing up the diner. I heard the front bell and then this shadow came at me.” The male model in the corner stands up, walking closer to you. His arms crossed against his chest. “A shadow?” he asks. You open your eyes to look at him. “Yes, a shadow. I could also see claws and these really terrifying teeth. He scratched my back,” you reply. “Before I knew it, I was hanging from my arms in this shitty ass cabin. H-he,” your words choke you as you attempt to continue. With a clearing of your throat, you share, “He killed that girl, June.” The tall one quickly turns toward his companion. “June Emery,” he says quickly.

“You knew her?” you ask. He turns back to you slowly. “No, she, uh, she went missing about a day or two before he got you,” he answers softly. With the brief mention of “him,” it all comes flooding back. Without realizing it, you mutter, “James.” The tall one leans closer towards you. “Yes, James Carlton,” he says with a bit of excitement. “Do you know where he lives?” You look up towards him, a confused face meeting his. “Why would you go to his house?” With a twist of his neck, he nervously speaks while gesturing with his hands. “Well, we need to find him-” Quickly, you rise from the mattress. Looking down towards him, you raise your voice, “You didn’t fucking kill him?!”

The tall one backed his chair from you slowly. The male god raising his hand towards you. “It’s okay,” you hear him say. Finally, the voice that you’ve been listening to - that’s comforted you. “We’re going to get him, y/n,” he says gently. You breathe harshly through your nostrils. You are not satisfied by that answer whatsoever. It was not good enough. James should be dead for what he did. Your fists begin to ball up. “I don’t even know who you guys are. I’m fucking leaving,” you say rushing towards the door. The two boys instinctually move towards the door, blocking you from escaping.

“I’m Sam,” the tall one says with a soft tone. “And this is my brother, Dean. We saved you from James two days ago. You’ve been in and out since then. We want to make sure that this doesn’t happen to anyone again.” The model, Dean, continues to sternly stare at you. Looking at Sam, you whisper, “I want to go home.” They continue to stand in your way. “I don’t care if you guys come. I just need my medicine and-and I’ll tell you whatever you need to know, okay?” Sam nods, looking quite concerned. “Dean’ll take you,” he says. Dean raises his hands, his mouth open. “What are you going to do?” he says. You watch, disgusted, while expecting some annoying brother-like banter. “I’m going to canvas the neighbors,” Sam says softly, leaning towards Dean. “You know, just in case,” he mutters discretely. Rolling your eyes, you push forcefully through the two men and walk towards the unforgettable car.

After an excruciatingly silent car ride, you finally reach your house. With a wince, you slowly raise from the passenger’s side. Dean rushes around his car’s front to support your arm. “I’ve got you,” he says softly. You both walk towards your house. After a night like you’ve had, you would imagine being home would give you a sense of comfort or safety. But it just leaves you with an empty feeling. You finally open the door after a few seconds of struggling with the keys. “So what’s this medicine you need so bad?” Dean asks, walking through the threshold. You chuckle as you walk towards your living room. In your first aid kit, you grab hold of the fragrant joint you got a hold of last week. "I’ve been saving this for something special,” you sigh. “Fuck it.” He laughs as he walks towards you. Placing the j between your lips, you ask, “You smoke?”

“No, I don’t smoke during a case,” Dean says, taking a look at your living room. You shrug and begin to light the joint. “A case?” you ask with a giggle. He turns towards you with confusion as you suck in a puff. “Ah,” you say releasing a long trail of smoke. “Yeah, this should take care of these aches. No problem.” Turning back towards him, you ask, “If you don’t smoke, what do you do?” Dean smiles, walking towards you. “I’m a beer man,” he says confidently. Your eyes widen in excitement. “Oh, I’ve got that too!” He follows you as you glide towards the kitchen. You grab a cold beer from your fridge, and proceed to sit on your small kitchen table. With a wave, you invite him to join you.

Dean sits down slowly. He twists off the cap of his beer and takes a quick swig. “James lives in an apartment back in town, on Pentrose Ave. I doubt he’d go back there after all this,” you say. He leans his elbows onto the table. “Is there any where else he’d end up?” he asks with a serious inflection to his voice. “Where was the cabin?” you ask as your press your finger back onto your temple. “It was about 3 miles behind your diner. Pretty hidden in those woods,” he says as he takes another sip of his beer. “Well, there’s an old mining tunnel a few miles into the woods. It’s supposedly haunted by ghosts and shit,” you say laughing to yourself, taking another puff.

With a sudden deadpanned face, you take the moment to realize that you might actually believe in those ‘ghosts and shit’ now. What happened two nights ago was not normal. He was not normal. “What was - What happened to James?” you ask hesitantly. Dean sharply stopped sipping on his beer. He slowly places the bottle onto the table. “He was turned into a werewolf,” he says quietly. His eyes fixated on your face - attempting to prepare himself for whatever reaction you gave. “A werewolf,” you repeat slowly. Somehow the unbelievable makes whole lot of sense to you. “He seems to target important women in his life. Three women, including you and June, have gone missing,” he says emotionless.

“And they eat hearts,” you whisper. Dean looks at you with surprise. His eyebrows furrow together. Concern plastered throughout his face. “Yes.” With a sucking of your lip, you keep your eyes down. “He ate June,” you mutter. He reaches his hand towards your chin. With a slight push from his jaw, he maintains eye contact with you. “He did and he will never do that again. You are safe,” he says matter of factly. His green eyes intensely looking at yours. You can see the pain in them, but you note the strength and power behind them. Luckily for you, heroes are just as beautiful as they make them out to be.

Pulling your eyes from him, you question, “So, you guys patched up my back? I don’t have to worry about any surprise hospital bills?” Dean laughs, following your lead in the conversation. “Yeah, you’ll have a pretty bad ass scar.” Taking another puff, you chuckle, “Great, just what I need.” He leans forward, touching your hand. “Hey, scars are sexy,” he whispers. You giggle in response. “You sure you weren’t just looking at my ass while you stitched me up?” you reply with a twist of your head and a raise of your brow. That familiar flush presents on his cheeks.

“Oh, so you remember that,” Dean states, taking a large sip and leaning back into the chair. His hand slowly leaving yours. “Yeah, a bit hard to forget given everything,” you say with a smirk. “I’m sorry,” he says with a hand to his face. You lean forward to hold his other hand before he could place it further away from you. “Don’t worry, I liked it,” you whisper. His eyebrows rise and a smirk appears on his face. He scoffs as he rubs his thumb against the back of your hand. With a smile, you squeeze your hand and raise from the table. You walk towards your ashtray on the counter and flick off the cherry of your joint.

With a smooth quick movement, you walk towards your bedroom’s French doors - swiftly opening them. You turn your head around towards Dean as he continues to sit at the table. “I’m going to bed,” you say softly. With a slow back and forth, you lower the waist band of your jeans. You bend over as you push them down towards your ankles. As you step out from them and continue forward, you mention, “You can join me if you’d like.” You smile as you hear a loud grinding of the chair against the floor. His steps rushing towards you.

Dean carefully places his hands on your waist as you walk into your bedroom. With a look over your shoulder, you ask, “Can you help me take this off?” He smiles, biting his lip. He slowly lifts your white top off of you. You wince at the intense ache as you raise your arms. “Are you okay?” he asks as he plants the gentlest kisses onto your neck. You spin around and place your hands on his low back - pulling him closer. As you maintain eye contact, you lean towards him and kiss him gently. His lips felt like clouds, soft and generous. His body refreshing against yours. You feel his hands gripping onto your hair. You slowly press your tongue against his lips. His softly meets yours in a loving embrace.

You both begin to walk towards the bed. Sustaining kisses throughout the action. Dean slowly lowers you onto the mattress. His touch leaving you with a jolt of excitement and pleasure. As he leans onto you, you unfortunately feel weight onto your bandages. You attempt to hold in the wince as much as you could. You had hoped that the weed would have softened your pain receptors. Unfortunately, he was able to notice. “Is your back hurting you, y/n?” he says in an angelic voice. You nod, leaning into another kiss. He pulls away, staring at your face. You watch as his eyes shift focus on different aspects of your body. He smiles and leans past your face towards your ear. “Turn over,” he says softly.

With his support, you slowly flip over. Dean instinctually grabs one of your smaller pillows and places it under your hips - leaving your ass up in the air. “Perfect,” he says as he lands kisses on the dimples of your low back. You grip tightly onto the pillow below your face. His hands start on the side of your thighs and up to your hips. Your body is filled with pins and needles. He hooks his fingers below your panty line and begins to pull them down. You shake at his touch. A wetness forming between your legs as he pulls ever so slowly.

“God, you’re amazing,” Dean says breathlessly. You grip even harder onto your pillow, knowing that you are fully on display for him. He begins with his finger traveling up and down your pussy, gathering slick. He releases short breaths. You softly begin to moan, so terribly excited for what would come next. With a swift but gentle movement, Dean spreads your legs apart. He leans himself closer into the gap. He slowly circles his finger onto your clit. Your legs tighten against his body. He lands tender kisses onto your ass as he squeezes his hands onto your thighs.

Dean’s kisses grow closer and closer to your pussy. It leaves your thighs desperately shaking. Your body aches for his touch. Aches for his mouth. Aches for him. As his lips finally reach, a tongue slowly emerges and laps up your slick. He feels absolutely incredible against you. Your heart begins to race. Your clit starts to pulsate to a steady beat. “Dean,” you moan aloud. He quickly shushes you as though you were distracting him. He traces his tongue deep against your skin. You release harsh breaths and begin to bite onto your pillow. Dean slowly pushes his tongue deep within you. His finger continuing to stimulate your clit. Your hips begin to wiggle at the extreme pleasure.

Every so often, Dean would come up for air. He continued to moan your name with each breath. You begin to tense around his tongue and finger. Your walls begin to tighten, furiously craving him. He slowly pulls out from you. He returns to kisses on your cheeks, leaving you with a flood of intensity in your groin. With a sudden movement, he bites down onto your skin - moving back and forth between cheeks sweetly. It leaves you with a white hot sensation, but a frantic need for more. He then traces his tongue onto your ass. It slowly comes closer and closer to your hole.

You tense up, never having done anything like this before. Dean’s hands gently guide you and relax your body. His tongue begins to circle your hole, leaving you with an almost overwhelming rush of pleasure. You moan louder into the pillow, learning something new about yourself. “Fuck Dean,” you blurt out. He continues to circle your hole. His hands gripping harder against your cheeks. As you struggle to maintain your breathing, he quickly pulls from your hole and slams his tongue deep within your pussy. He drags his tongue in and out of you with a quick and sudden pace. You feel your body collapsing onto him. A hard, hot beating felt up to your ears. Your walls pulsating around his tongue. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” you scream desperately. You feel a giggle against your skin, as he grips harder onto you. That all too familiar pit in your stomach begins to appear. Without realizing it, you begin to move your hips back into him. As your moans increase, he begins to make more noise against you. Each of his grunts leaving you in a whole other level of pleasure. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m going to cum. Fuck Dean!” you scream as your cum releases into his mouth. You feel your toes curling. Your body tensing against him. You feel lightheaded through the extreme gratification.

As you continue to ride out your high, you grind your bottom against his face. A man has never ate you out as well as he has. Of course, you would never tell him that. As your movements slow, Dean raises from your legs and lands himself beside you. You grab onto his shirt and pull him closer to you. He wraps his arm underneath your pillow. His fingers tangling within your hair. Your head resting softly against his chest. “Shit,” you say, out of breath. He laughs as he plants a kiss against your forehead. You look down towards his jeans and see a rather large bulge. A smile forms across your face as you bite your lip. Dean follows your eye line and smirks. He uses his other hand to slowly unbutton his jeans.

You giggle looking up towards his chin. “Oh, were you expecting something?” you whisper sarcastically. Dean chuckles, “Well, I didn’t expect you to be a pillow princess, but that’s fine, y/n.” You scoff, raising yourself from his chest. “I am not a pillow princess! But ... I am definitely going to leave you wanting more.” He bites his lip and pulls you back down towards him. “God, you are so beautiful,” he says with a tight grip around your shoulders. You lean up and kiss his jaw and eventually land upon those supple lips. “I know,” you whisper. “I’m going to make us some pancakes,” you say enthusiastically as you pull away from his chest. “No way,” he says with a sudden serious tone.

With a giggle, you prance into the kitchen and begin to make your famous pancakes. “Go clean up, I’ll get started,” you say pointing towards your bathroom. Once he’s washed his face, Dean slowly returns to the kitchen. He leans onto the threshold, biting his lip, as he watches this beautiful naked woman cooking him up some pancakes. “They do say ‘food is the best way to a man’s heart’,” he shares with a smile. You turn towards him with a hum, “Hm, your heart, huh? You already feeling something here, baby?” You wave your whisk between the two of you. With a laugh, he says, “I already know I will be coming back for more.” With a smile, you return back to your cooking. “I hope you will,” you whisper to yourself.

After watching this man eat your pancakes in less than 2 minutes, Dean leans back onto his chair with a hand on his stomach. “Shit, that was good,” he smiles. You take another bite of your first pancake. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” you say. “Oh, baby. I enjoyed every minute,” Dean says with a confident smirk. It is your turn to blush. With another bite, he reaches into his pocket. He grabs a flip phone. “What the hell?” you chuckle. “It’s a classic,” he replies with a wink. As his eyes land onto his phone’s screen, his facial expression shifts. A sudden switch from happiness to stern and serious. The change so drastic that it leaves you asking what was wrong. As he pulls his eyes away from his phone, he whispers, “Sam didn’t check in. He should have checked in by now.” He quickly pushes off from the table and begins to gather his things. “Something’s wrong,” he says gravely.

You quickly rush to grab your clothes as he finds his keys in the living room. “Just stay here, y/n. I’ll come back for you,” Dean says sternly without looking back. “I’m coming with,” you reply. He slowly turns towards you. “Look, I don’t have time to deal with this. You stay here. I will come back for you,” he says impassively. As he slightly opens your front door, you land your palm closing it loudly. “Let me be clear. I will be going after James whether you’re there or not. So I will be helping you get back Sam and kill that fucker in the process.” Dean watches your eyes intently. He recognizes your passion. He acknowledges your strength. He also knows that he might end up having to save two asses instead of just his brother’s. With a clenching of his jaw, he mutters, “Fine. Let’s move.” You follow him out the door.

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note: i hope you liked it! let’s pretend it makes sense for someone who got their back ripped up to later get their ass eat up. what do you think? lmk your thoughts in the comments or reblogs!

yes ma’am • part two •

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its totally cool if you’re not comfortable writing this, could you do Tom Holland x fem!reader where reader has struggled with depression and it got worse over quarantine, then one day tom (or one of the boys cuz they were all together during quarantine)finds her overdosed on pills? Could end where she survives or not

yes of course! i just wanted to make a note beforehand that i am no expert in this topic, and i am going to be as sensitive as possible when it comes to exploring this topic. all my knowledge and descriptions come from me watching "euphoria" and its overtly graphic scenes, so please take all my knowledge with a grain of salt.

that being said, i am here for everyone if they ever need anything. i am also struggling with depression and i can sympathize with those going through those rough patches and moments in life. i am here for you if anyone ever needs to talk or needs a friend for whatever reason. (: my inbox is always open!

ps. i will also be posting this piece of writing on my wattpad if anyone wants to share the love on there too (:

warnings: angst, some fluff, will make you squirm, mentions of death/suicide, descriptions of overdosing, lots of mentions of self harm

word count: 1.3k

There was something comforting in knowing you were finally alone. Away from the world, away from breathing, living humans. Away from it all. The bliss of hearing your own breathing, the beating of your heart as you laid down, arms spread out, much like that of a starfish.

But, through the bliss of being alone, there emerged your thoughts. The demons, clawing at you, pulling you into a state of pure pain. Your breath hitched in your throat as they whispered, the words twisting into you like a dagger. Tears pricked at your eyes as you fought them back, burying your face into your pillow.

This past year had been tough. You had friends and a good support system around you. But they didn't know. They didn't know the types of demons you fought every night, every waking moment.

Maybe this was it, this was when you would go. This was your time, time to escape your demons, to finally get rid of the hands clawing at you every day.

Maybe you could finally rest.

The cracking of the door jerked you up from your bed, as you sighed, rubbing your hands against your face. Maybe not today.

"Y/n! Love, we're home!" the familiar face greeted you as you got up, opening your door. "We brought dinner."

His eyes met your tired figure as he smiled, coming to wrap his arms around you as you smiled sadly, his hand rubbing your back.

"Let's eat, baby." you nodded, as the boys all hugged you. "It's your turn to pick a show."

Bringing the food to the living room, you smiled as you picked up the controller, opened up Netflix, and chose Supernatural.

"Finally!" Harrison cheered as he high-fived you, "Winchester boys are back in action."

"What episode did we leave off on?"

You backtracked, checking the current episode, "Season 5, Episode 10."

Harry groaned, "At least we finally get to find out what happens with Lucifer."

Tom laughed as he lightly punched his shoulder, "Let's see if our bets were true."

The night passed like a blur through your eyes, your body leaning into Tom's as his body heat warmed you up. Yet, you did not feel warm. Your body felt cold, as you closed your eyes, trying to rest from the neverending voices haunting you.

You didn't know how long you had been asleep for, as you opened your eyes, feeling Tom's arms wrapped around your waist as his face was nestled into the crook of your neck. Yet, you felt empty. Nothing felt right about where you were, as you slowly slipped out of the bed, heading for the bathroom in the hall.

A sigh shakily slipped your lips as you locked the door behind you, looking up at the mirror, at who supposedly was yourself.

Yet, you didn't recognize the person staring back at you. That person looked dead, dark eyebags under their eyes, lips slightly bruised, and cheeks hollow.

Go away

No one deserves to be with someone that looks like THAT

It's just in the cabinet, grab them, they don't bite

The words spilled from their lips as tears pricked at you, and you shook your head, a silent sob slipping from your lips. "No, I won't do it."

But why? It's not like anyone here would even miss you

C'mon, at least you can finally sleep

Sleep

Sleep. That's all you wanted, was for the voices to go away. The claw marks from their hands were not evident on your skin, yet they always pricked at you. It was hard to ignore them, and even harder now when all you wanted to do was embrace the cold.

All you wanted was to be warm, and peaceful.

Quiet.

Opening the cabinet over you, your eyes grazed over the familiar bottle of pills.

They had been prescribed for pain when you fractured your elbow a couple of months ago. But you didn't need them anymore, the pain was gone after two months. As you opened the bottle, you dropped one pill into your hand.

Then two. Then three.

Then the whole bottle was emptied into your palm.

You brought your palm up to your mouth, dropping them all in as you swallowed them dry, the itchiness in your throat stronger by the minute. Looking back up at your reflection, you suddenly smiled.

Maybe this was all you needed.

Just a little dose.

Tom woke from the bed, noticing the emptiness beside him. Rubbing his face with his hands, he walked out, finding the boys at the kitchen table, chatting and drinking their respective cups of tea.

"Lads?" they turned to look at him, "Where's Y/n?"

Harrison shrugged, as he gave Tom his cup of tea, Tom only placing it down as an ache in the pit of his stomach grew by the minute.

"Did anyone see her leave?" Sam shook his head as Harry shrugged, staring at his phone.

He walked back into the hallway, noticing the light in the bathroom on. His hand came up to the door and lightly rapped the wood, "Y/n? Darling? You in there?"

Silence emitted from the other side, as Tom's eyebrows furrowed, and he knocked again. Putting his ear to the door, he heard little gasps, slight breathing before nothing.

His eyes widened, as he called for the boys to the door, and he knocked again, this time with more fervor. "Y/n, come on, open up!"

Tom was pulled back by Harrison, as he and Harry kicked the door down, gasps emitting from their lips.

There you were, splayed on the ground, vomit emitting from your lips as your eyes were open, glassy. Tom crouched down, fingers immediately going for a pulse as he couldn't find one, before beginning CPR. Harrison crouched next to him, on the other side, as he tilted his head, stopping Tom. His fingers immediately went into your throat, trying his best to open up your airway as Harry dialed an ambulance, Sam grabbing a cold towel from the kitchen. As Harrison cleared your airway, he motioned for Tom to continue CPR as Sam brought the towel and placed it on your forehead, hoping to cool you down.

Harry ran outside the house, as he flagged down the ambulance, the paramedics began to ask him questions he did not have the answers to. Leading them upstairs, one immediately opened his bag, taking out a vial of a transparent liquid and a needle. The paramedic immediately dropped in front of your body, as he grabbed your arm, plunging the needle filled with the unknown transparent liquid.

"Keep doing that, kid! We gotta go!" the other paramedic immediately grabbed the spine board, pointing at Harrison to pick her up by the shoulders as they slid the board under her body. "Let's go!"

Both paramedics ran outside, carrying her body as the boys followed behind, Tom going in the ambulance as the rest drove Harrison's car, all following the ambulance. The paramedic inside the ambulance took over for Tom and resumed CPR, as Tom held your hand, the warmth now slowly returning.

A gasp emitted from your lips as you opened your eyes, the paramedic smiling down at you before yelling at his partner, "She's awake! Let's go! How far are we?"

"5 minutes!"

"Welcome back," the paramedic smiled, "Stay with us now, okay? Everything is going to be okay."

Turning to your right, you noticed Tom's gaze on you. "T-tom."

"Hey, darling." he gripped your hand. "Stay with me."

At that moment, you realized, there were no voices. The claw marks were gone, and all you heard was silence. You didn't know how long this would last, or how long you would have with this silence. But you welcomed it, like a warm hug on a cold day. Maybe things would be okay. Maybe everything would be better this time around.

Maybe, this was your new beginning.

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