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pandemoniumskey · 2 years
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Possession - Zak Bagans x Reader
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Hio Everybody,
I’m back again with another Zak Bagans fanfiction. Ghost Adventures is definitely one of my favourite T.V. shows ever. I love anything paranormal.
WARNING: CONTAINS A SWEAR WORD, DEMONIC POSSESSION AND A NEAR DEATH EXPRIENCE. 
I hope you enjoy!
Love you all,
Pandemonium
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Before you met Zak Bagans you didn’t think you had what it took to be a paranormal investigator. You were often the subject of bad luck and klutziness falling up, down and in one case - on camera - through the stairs. You were able to hurt yourself in ways that people would often find impossible. Just saying, you cut yourself on a marshmallow once while making rice crispy squares... those fuckers hurt when they are harden over the cereal. 
Zak’s presence, however, seemed to be calming the bad luck the longer you were by his side. The more you spent time with him, the less you got hurt. 
It was no secret to the others that you had fallen deeply in love with the Ghost Adventurer. Well, to all but Zak at least. Aaron said he was “clueless about your feelings, like all people who the affection is towards.” And you prayed he was right. 
You and Zak had known each other for a long time. Nobody really believed you guys when you said that you guys had gone to high school together, but in reality you did. You were just a year behind him. 
You had gone to his grad and was his prom date and vice versa. All the time, people thought the two of you were together and it hurt every time the two of you denied it. The affection you had for the man went back so long. 
But you moved forward and now you were a member of the Ghost Adventures team. Which only happened after Zak asked you to fill in for Aaron on an investigation when he was sick. 
Zak claimed that the extra person was needed for this investigation because the location was so big. It took a lot of convincing, but finally you said you would with the condition that you were by his side the entire time. He said it was a deal. 
The investigation went off without a hitch (aside from you falling up the stairs and bursting into laughter). You even went off with a camera on your own in the most dangerous area and captured the best EVP recording the team had ever gotten. 
After the end of the investigation, you told them it had been a lot more fun than you were expecting and they hoped you would join them on another investigation. You denied it saying as much as you loved that night, you really didn’t think it was for you. 
Turns out, you were a big hit. The fans all the time kept messaging you and the rest of the crew wondering when you were going to be back. So you went on another investigation with them. 
The messages of when will you be back turned into messages of when you will be joining the team. This was coupled with the teams begging as well. And so here you were, a year prior, you joined the team to the delight of the fans, and your team.  
And now, you were all on an investigation together at Fairchild Insane Asylum for Incurable Men. The place where men who committed crimes use to go when they were proven mentally instable. And this place was no joke. 
From the moment you set foot inside the entrance, you became a target for the ghosts inside. While on the tour, the guide said this was a dangerous place for women. Due to this place housing only men for such a long time, they starved to see a woman. And because most of their crimes were against women, things tended to get violent. 
You were scared of this place, though you would never admit it on camera or to the people you were on this adventure with. Your shoulders were tense and you were on edge after a long torrent of ghostly assaults. 
So far in the investigation you had been pinched, slapped, poked, pushed with all the marks showing on your skin almost instantly and your hair had been pulled (captured on camera thanks to Billy) by various ghosts all throughout the investigation and it was beginning to fray your nerves. 
Increasingly by the hour you felt drained and sick. On one occasion, you had to sit down before you passed out. You did not feel like yourself and the others had begun to notice. 
Zak ordered Billy to take your camera so you had one less thing to worry about and asked you if you needed to leave. You shook your head no, you didn’t think you could leave even if you wanted to. It felt like this place had a hold on you. 
So for the rest of the investigation, you were clutching Zak’s arm tightly and using his camera and his body as a guide throughout the large building. Apparently, the residence of the asylum did not like this one bit. 
Your small group stopped for a moment while Zak pulled the SLS camera out of its case. The area you were in was known as ‘Figure Alley’ due to the number of shadow people that presented themselves down this hallway. 
The moment you let go of Zak’s arm you felt dizzy. “(Y/N),” Aaron called out, you turned in his direction, just barely being able to make out his outstretched hand in the darkness. You reached for it knowing after all that the SLS camera was a two handed job at times. 
“Nothing so far,” Zak commented just as you reached Aarons hand. 
“Maybe (Y/N) should try calling out to the spirits, they like her the most...”
You gave a sarcastic laugh, but pulled out your voice recorder. It was a special one, with only six in the world that only picked up sounds. When the area was silent, it was not recording, it was an incredible little device, and your most prized possession.
“Hello, we already know you are out there, make yourself known to us! Make a noise, prove to us that you are strong enough to do something,” almost as soon as you had said that, there was a crash in the room directly beside you. 
Stumbling to your right, you went to investigate. The others entered the room and you looked through a camera, the filling cabinet had been knocked over. Old files and papers scattered the floor. One face stuck out. 
“Anderson was that you?” You shouted out, the recorder still going. Anderson was the most active ghost in this area, and the most violent. He came to the asylum after he tortured and murdered 15 women. “If that was you, do something else!” 
In an instant you dropped to your knees after a searing pain in your back had formed. You couldn’t move, your back felt like fire.
“(Y/N)!” The others called out in fear. All three camera’s caught your fall. 
“My back,” was all you could struggle to get out of your mouth. 
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The second he heard the pain in your voice he was concerned. Quickly he passed the SLS camera over to Aaron and called over the radio to Jay to get over here quick. 
He knelt down next to you scrabbling to get his flashlight on so he could look at your back. Once it was out and he twisted it on, he gently lifted your shirt. You shifted and groaned. Your face was in your hands and it concerned him more. 
“I’m sorry honey,” he knew his nickname for you would calm you in most circumstances. He slowly lifted the rest of your shirt and shown the light on your back. 
It was his turn to gasp. “Holy fuck,” there was an upside down cross made up of six long slashes across your back, all but one of them were bleeding. “Put your camera on this, it needs to be documents. These are likely going to need bandages or something.”
“What?” you said with worry and Zak felt his heart skip a beat at the terror in your voice. He took a picture of it and showed you and saw a tear fall from your normally bright (E/C) eyes. 
“There’s a figure kneeling over her,” Aaron said in alarm.
Now Zak had enough. He’d be damned if he was going to let these spirits harm you more than this. He asked you multiple times throughout the investigation if you could handle all the touching and you said you could, but after this, it was too much. 
“We’re ending the investigation here,” he said and passed Aaron the case for the SLS camera that he began packing up. 
“You needed me here Zak?” Jay said rounding the corner. “Yeah, I need you to take my gear while I help (Y/N). This investigation is over.”
He looked out over the building, he was angry, “you cannot touch her anymore!”
Then he scooped you up into his arms, he had never seen you so fragile before. His words seemed to have carried a negative effect on the patients in the asylum. As he made his way into the hallway, he was shoved by the invisible hands and as he stumble, an invisible obstacle caused him to go crashing to the floor. 
You let out a groan, arching your back after it bounced off the floor. Zak felt terrible, apologizing over and over as he tried getting to his feet to help you again. 
Billy, Jay and Aaron ran forward to help, but before they got close, Zak felt you get wrenched out of his grasp. 
“Zak!” You cried out in fear before you were being pulled out of sight by an unseen force. “ZAK!”
“(Y/N)!” He cried out and ran to find where you went. 
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It took the better part of an hour of hard searching to locate you. Billy called out to the group saying he found you. 
Zak’s heart was pounding with relief as he ran to where you were. One look at you and he knew something was wrong. He did not get close enough to touch you and the others looked at him confused. 
Without warning, you shot up from the ball you were in and hurtled forward, hands stretched out and quickly wrapping themselves around his neck. 
He gasped, barely managing to yank your grip from his throat and pin you down. 
You struggled, screaming and cursing in a voice and language that wasn’t yours. You were possessed and he needed to find a way to help you before you ended up dead. 
“Get a priest!” He shouted as the thing inside you struggled to get out of his grasp. “Get someone who can get this demon out of her!”
Jay was gone in a flash and Zak began to pray aloud, harder than he had ever prayed before. 
“God doesn’t exist...” it hissed along with its string of insults. “God can’t help you. She’s gone..”
“Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.”
“She is screaming for you to stop.”
“Give us this day our daily bread.”
“You’re killing her.... Your killing her!”
“And lead us not into temptation.”
“She will never love you again.” He did not falter as it said this. He struggled with his grasp on the love of his life, but he did not let go. 
“But deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever. Amen!”
“She hates you,” it kicked out at him and he struggled. He called out to his love. 
“(Y/N), I know you’re in there. You need to fight. Fight to push it, I’ll help you. You can use my strength.”
You were beginning to show visible signs of the possession, your skin was pale and large bruises and cuts began forming on your body. 
They formed before his eyes, but he would not stop. 
He began to pray again, and after what felt like ages, a priest arrived and the exorcism began. 
Listening to (Y/N)’s screams of pain broke his heart. He knew most of it was the entity, but there were moments, the screams of it were mixed with your feminine cries of pain. 
He continued to pray. It’s all he could do, it was what was keeping him sane. “She needs encouragement,” the priest said and Zak switched his prayers to a little mantra by (Y/N)’s head, running his fingers through your knotted hair.
“You’ve got this. Fight it. You can beat it, you are strong,” and that repeated for half and hour. 
“We’re losing her,” the priest said, causing Zak alarm. 
“(Y/N), YOU NEED TO FIGHT THIS! FOR AARON! FOR BILLY! FOR JAY! FIGHT FOR ME (Y/N), I LOVE YOU!” and he planted a kiss on your lips. 
You screamed, your back arching and then you were limp. Zak felt for a pulse, it was weak, but it was there. “Is it out of her?”
The priest flicked holy water on you and it did not sizzle, this was (Y/N) again. “We need an ambulance.”
Jay was on the phone once more to get you medical help. Zak picked you up and hurriedly carried you to the entrance. Once he made it to the doorway, he did something he rarely did. 
“You may not follow us. You are to stay here. You do not have permission to come.”
The flashing lights came just as your eyes opened. “Zak?”
“(Y/N), don’t speak. You’ve just been through hell.”
You nodded, to weak to do more than that. 
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Your POV
You woke up in the hospital. You turned your head seeing the guys sitting around your bed. All of them were asleep which you thought was cute. 
You tried moving your hand, and realized it was locked in Zak’s grip, which you honestly did not mind at all. His hand was warm and soft, you wished you could hold it more often and not just when you almost died because of a possession. 
A nurse entered the room in that moment, “ah your awake!”
Her words woke the guys in an instant and you giggled at their groggy expressions. Zak’s face instantly lit up with happiness. 
“I guess I am awake yeah,” you said quietly. Your throat was dry and scratchy. “Water.”
Zak grabbed a glass and gave it to you. You finished it in three gulps holding it out for more. He poured more in and you downed that one as well. Once you were done that glass, you gave a sigh. Your throat felt much better. 
“Do you remember what happened?” Zak asked. 
“I remember being dragged down the hall, and a lot of struggling,” you said. “That thing was constantly showing me pictures of your deaths. Saying I was going to be the reason you all died. Things went dark for a long time, and the next thing I remember is you saying you loved me and something on my lips, then everything went black.”
Zak gave you a sheepish look. So clearly, the thing on your lips were his lips and you were so damn disappointed with yourself that you didn’t feel the joy of it. “By the way, I love you too.”
The first look was instantly replaced with one of happiness. He stood up leaning over. His hand resting beside your head. 
Then his lips were against yours again and everything was focused on him. You wrapped your arms around his neck the best you could. Fireworks exploded around you. You were on cloud nine, here with Zak and forgetting the rest of the guys were in the room. 
It wasn’t until someone cleared their throat in the background that you and Zak broke apart. His cheeks were set in a blush and you could tell yours were too.
“A little warning next time would be nice,” Aaron said joking around. “Congrats, both of you for finally getting together. The tension was real for a long time there.”
You laughed. You now felt complete. You were so glad you had Zak and the rest of the crew in your life. Things were just made a little sweeter now that Zak was finally yours. 
The episode aired a month later, it showed everything up to the point of your possession. which they cut from the show, choosing to have Zak standing out front of the large building and saying what happened. By far, it was the most popular episode you guys ever filmed. 
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I grinded my butt on his bulge and lower thighs. I heard him trying not to moan by holding it in, but it didn't work as one came out. 
I got to say, his moans are sexy as hell! But the more I did it, the more he moaned and the harder he got down below. I started to get nervous so I stopped and I was getting really turned on myself. I couldn't really look at him straight in the face so I looked down. I know it was too soon for us to have sex but I don't know how much more we can take before one us explode with wanting. Getting major butterflies in my tummy and tingling in my area, I looked at him and he knew what I was thinking.
We both couldn't bare each other any longer...
He wrapped his arms around me, laying me down on top of him as he then kissed me. It wasn't harsh or anything....it was passionate and sweet. Just like the first time we kissed on the first day we met. We both let go as we stared at each other. I said softly, "Zak...." He shushed me and just kissed me passionately again and I kissed him back. We kept on kissing and soon ... the kisses were getting rough as we French kissed. We started to trail each other's body with our fingers but he was getting me more. 
***Want to read more? Check out my fanfiction on my Wattpad, SkittleLover23, to read the full story. Teenage Dream (Zak Bagans Fanfiction). Note: need to eventually re-edit full story but it'll happen sometime.***
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goth-cowgirl-03 · 2 years
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thoughts?
So I have just been falling in love with harry styles and his music, But I love a good love triangle. what if I write one for Harry styles and Zak Bagans. It would be an OC story cause I like to make fleshed out characters. Now for Zak, they would be younger then him by 20 years or so, but closer in age to Harry. So the questions are, would you read this?, and who should she end up with in the end?.
I will be posting this on both my wattpad and here, so let me know if it is an interest to you, I'll tag you when the first part is out. please leave a comment below, thank you.
wattpad name: @gypsycowgirl03 link below
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Zak Bagans x Reader (Part 2) *SMUT*
ENEMIES TO LOVERS PART 2
PART 1
Y/N
Your left hand gripped your hair in frustration. According to your boyfriend, Zak; you and Aaron were flirting, and now we’re having a borderline cage match in the middle of the bus surrounded by the rest of the Ghost Adventures crew.
You and Zak use to fight all the time when you hated one another, it was like World War 3, 4, 5, and 6 started all at once, backs were pressed against walls, insults were shouted, glass was broken, and feelings were hurt. But that all changed after a moment away from the others where you joked about becoming enemies to friends and then to lovers which is exactly what had happened this past year.
'Look I really don’t want to fight right now, Zak.' you sigh, laying your palms out flat in a sign of peace.
'Well then maybe you shouldn’t have been flirting with my best friend,' Zak growls, taking a step towards me.
'I wasn’t flirting with anybody!' you shout, jabbing your finger into his chest. 'if anything you were the one flirting with that blonde at the bar.'
'Don’t try and turn this around on me, y/n.' he warned stepping forwards until we were nose to nose.
You and Zak exchanged insults, each one nastier than the last.
'Oh go fuck yourself, Zak,' you snap, turning away, 'or go have that slut do it for you.'
'If anyone’s a slut it’s you!' Zak yells, backing you against the wall.
Your mouth hangs open, as tears well up in your eyes, that’s when Jay and Billy stepped in pulling us apart slightly.
'We’ll be back in a few hours, get this sorted out,' Billy demanded, walking out of the door with Jay and Aaron in tow, leaving you and Zak in the middle of the room glaring down at each other.
'y/n, look at me.'
You move your gaze anywhere but his eyes only looking into them when he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes.
You shiver as he places his lips on your neck, slowly working his way to your lips, biting it softly. Zak places a hand on your hip, squeezing harshly making you gasp into his mouth, he moved his lips back to your neck, biting and sucking the skin right above the collar bone, his fingers tracing little patterns on your hips.
You knew that you'd have a hell of a time covering up all the hickies he’d left but that thought slipped out of your head as Zak picks you up, roughly throwing you into the back lounge which doubled as a bedroom currently being used by the two of you since you were the only couple on the bus.
your- well Zak's- shirt was practically ripped from your body, buttons flying everywhere, and your trousers and underwear soon followed. You gasp as his hand goes between your legs, softly stroking you, your back arching as a soft moan escapes your lips when Zak's finger slipped inside you.
Zak teases you for a few minutes, each time waiting until you were close before stopping, leaving you a moaning mess underneath him. This whole enemy to lovers situation was hot.
'Fuck. Zak, please,' you moan, your hips bucking, trying to get more friction.
Smirking wickedly Zak slowly takes his clothes off, and climbs on top of you smiling down at you, twisting a strand of your hair around his finger. His hips thrusting against yours allowing him to enter you, your hands curl on his shoulders, nails digging into the skin as moan after moan leaves your lips.
'Shit, y/n' Zak moans, burying his head in the crook of your neck.
His thrusts were fast and powerful, allowing you to feel his anger behind each one, Zak's hand leaves your hair moving it to rest on your hip where he resumed his previous bruising grip.
'I’m. Sorry,' each word was punctuated with a powerful thrust that had your back arching and your body a shaking mess.
You feel the familiar sensation in your lower stomach, as your moans grow louder. you were hanging off of the precipice of ecstasy, only a few thrust away, 'Shit. Zak. Fuck,' you pant, nearly out of breath.
Zak's thrusts started losing their rhythm as you fell off the edge, moans hitting their crescendo, back arching off the mattress as you feel Zak come apart inside me, both of you drifting through our orgasms.
'I love you, y/n,' Zak mumbles, rolling off to lay next to you in the bed, pulling you into his arms, laying your head on his chest, 'you’re not a slut, and I know you wouldn’t flirt with Aaron.'
'then why accuse me of it?' you grumble, tracing patterns on his skin.
'Cause I’m a fucking idiot sometimes y/n,' he replies honestly.
'You’re my idiot Zak', you joke.
'Promise?' Zak whispers into your ear.
'Promise,' you whisper back, snuggling closer to him.
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bagansarmy · 2 years
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𝗠𝘆 𝗚𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹
Investigating a haunted hospital in Texas, paranormal ghost hunter Zak Bagans searches for a psychic medium. He asks around the town and gets the number to Esme Brooks.
Esme is a woman with a horrible past. From getting attacked by someone, she trusted to experiencing almost dying. With her ‘’gift’’ as she calls it, she uses it to help people communicate with their loved ones.
After receiving a call from Zak, she agrees to meet him at the haunted location, not knowing what to expect. One thing she didn’t expect was to meet her guardian angel.
𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 & 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌
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ghxstadvxntxres · 4 years
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Zak Bagans x F-Reader Imagines
Read More Here
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3. Imagine Going on A Date with Zak and getting caught in the rain by elwritingx (Rated: General)
4. Ghost Blocked by imgoldielikehawn (Rated: MATURE)
5. Possessed by multi-fan-dom-madness (Rated: MATURE)
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imgoldielikehawn · 5 years
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Twenty-Fine Here I come!
It's my birthday month!
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Birthday sex fics coming soon 😉
But really what new content do you all want to see this month?
Let me know
Comment, reblog or DM!
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thefallennightmare · 5 years
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Zak Bagans Fanfiction!
If anyone is looking to read some juicy Zak Bagans fanfic, click on the link below! I'm currently working on it so bare with me for updates! Leave a comment on it if you're loving it! https://www.wattpad.com/story/173887827-hard-to-love%E2%80%A2-zak-bagans/parts
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demonsandmischief · 3 years
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Fracture
Ghost Adventures - A Zak Bagans Imagine
Zak Bagans x Female Reader
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-Fracture-
In which you get hurt filming an episode of Ghost Adventures.
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You normally wouldn't participate in the actual investigation. Your boyfriend Zak Bagans (lead investigator and executive producer of Ghost Adventures) was a worry wart.
But, this location was massive and abandoned. He needed everybody in with a camera, and although he was reluctant about you joining, you convinced him otherwise.
Zak, Billy, Aaron, Jay and you all leaned over to look at the map.
"Splitting up is the best idea. There's three main areas I want to cover, so one person will have to go on their own," Zak said. "Y/N is absolutely not going alone. It's going to be one of us."
"I don't care to go alone," Jay smiled slightly, as he fiddled with equipment in his hands.
"Dude, you're always taking one for the team," Aaron chuckled.
"If Y/N is not going alone, she's not going with you, Zak. You'll be distracted the whole night," Billy mentions, as the group pulls away and gathers gear.
"He's right. You would be too worried about me to get anything done," you contribute softly, smiling up at the serious man that you loved.
Zak rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over chest, "Fine. You go with Aaron, and no goofing off."
Aaron cheers.
You lean up to give your boyfriend a kiss, "Good luck. Be safe."
You hadn't been in any of the buildings during the day which was probably a mistake because you struggled to navigate. You weren't as used to the dark as the others were. You were happy being with Aaron who was good at taking the lead. All you really had to do was film him.
"This is the room that Zak caught the EVP of someone screaming for help. I think I am going to turn on the spirit box."
Chills ran down your spine. It was the first off feeling of the night, and something in the air shifted.
The spirit box picked up some words that the both of you couldn't make out, and you guys continued on throughout the building.
It was an odd considering the circumstances, but you didn't enjoy being in camera. You liked being apart of the action occasionally, but you wouldn't be able to do it consistently like the guys do.
"Aaron, it's freezing in here," you tell him as you walk into a smaller room, feeling goosebumps on your arms.
"Freezing? Y/N it's like 80 degrees in here," he replied, stepping closer to you. "Woah, it's like a freezer all around you."
An ear piercing series of screams ring out in the distance, scaring the hell out of you both.
You stumble back and the floor gives way under your left foot.
"Shit, Aaron, I'm stuck," you yelled, not knowing where he was. Panic squeezes your chest. "My foot went through the floor."
"What?" he calls back, alarmed. There's a blinding light on your face as he shines the flashlight.
"Fuck," he cursed. "You can't pull it out? I'm calling Zak."
You could feel the splinters of the wood digging into your ankle and you couldn't feel or wiggle your foot. It was the worst pain you had ever felt in your life.
Aaron used the walkie talkie to radio Zak and then turned to you.
"It's going to hurt like a bitch, but I'm going to lift you up, okay?"
"No, no. I want Zak to do it," you squeezed your eyes shut as your chest constricted. You were going to throw up or pass out, you were certain of that.
"Where the hell are you guys?" Zak yelled and Aaron yelled back.
"They're going to have to cut my foot off," you mumbled. "I'm going to have to walk with a cane."
"Don't be dramatic," Aaron couldn't help but laugh.
"What's going on?" Zak rushed in with Billy trailing behind.
"Her foot went through the floor."
"Through the floor?" Billy exclaimed. "Isn't there supposed to be concrete or something underneath?"
"Why don't you take it up with the construction workers?" you mumbled. "Z, I can't feel my foot."
"It's going to be fine, baby. Want me to lift you up?"
He reaches under your arms, and lifts you up.
The splintered wood digs into your injury and you let out a sob, putting your head onto Zak's shoulder. The hole is too narrow for your foot, so it takes some maneuvering. The pain was white, hot and intense.
"I've got you," he soothes.
Your leg is a bloody mess when Zak looks you over. Your shoe is torn up and he reaches to pull it off to assess the damage, but the pain is too unbearable.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, pushing your hair out of your face. "Let's get that looked at, yeah? I think Billy and Aaron and Jay can wrap this up for once." He turns to them. "Maybe just focus on the other buildings so we don't get anymore injuries."
Zak picks you up, and you tuck your face into his neck.
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One fractured foot and a hideous cast later, you were almost all better.
"I'm sorry you had to leave the investigation early," you tell him sleepily as you're laying together in the hotel room.
"I'm sorry you got hurt," he replied, leaning down to give you a kiss. "This is why I don't like you investigating."
You can't help but giggle, "It could've happened to any one of you."
"I know that, but you're my girl. I don't want anything happening to you."
"You'd bubble wrap me if you could," you rolled your eyes and he gave a low chuckle, kissing your forehead.
Pounding at the door startled you both.
"Let us in. We want to see Y/N. We brought pancakes," Aaron yelled.
Zak groaned and went to the door to find the three goofballs standing there.
"We thought you might be hungry. We won't stay long," Jay grinned.
"It's like 5am in the middle of nowhere. The only thing here is this motel. Where did you find pancakes?" Zak asked indecrelousy.
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Tags: @nyx2021 (general) @purple-liciouss (Zak - Idk why it wouldn't let me tag you!)
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xtrashmammalstefx · 2 years
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Hey Fam I'm Fucking Salty! 🤬
As you all know I write fanfiction. To be specific oneshots that are either smut or fluff or a mix of both at times. I posted a Queen one shot a few months ago called 'March of the Black Queen' in which I included a very clear list of warnings. Well recently, after a bit of a hiatus, I got inspired to write again so I went through my old stuff to see where I left off in my Queen Repertoire series (where said one shot was). That is when I noticed that my one shot was GONE! Out of curiosity I went through my other works and discovered another story was also removed. I'm salty because I recieved no warning or notification from the tumblr moderators that they were going to do this exact thing. I mean I get some things aren't allowed here but GOD DAMMIT THEY COULD AT LEAST HAVE THE BALLS TO TELL ME TO TAKE THE STORIES DOWN INSTEAD OF DOING IT BEHIND MY FUCKING BACK!
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Anyway since tumblr decided to pull this bullshit I have decided to change things up a bit. Since fluff is still okay I will continue to post those here. The smut, however, will from now on be posted on my AO3 account: silent_writer_stef. I will link the Queen Repertoire series once I've posted them there and will let you know as soon as they are up.
Thank you for be awesome my fellow readers and writers. If it weren't for you I wouldn't be fighting this bullshit fight.
Love u all,
xtrashmammalstefx
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shhhhhhkies · 3 years
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I gotta ask where are all my Jay girls at?? Come on this man deserves all the love. Why aren't there more posts about Jay Wasley? Why are there not more fics about him? Someone write me some or I feel like I might die lol
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badwolf1988-blog · 6 years
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Abbotts Creek: Chapter Nine
We arrived in Gatlinburg, Tennessee two and a half hours later. Nestled in the heart of the Blue Ridge Mountains, most of the town's main strip was designed to be a tourist trap. It was littered with small shops, chain motels, mini-golf courses, and a Ripley's Believe It or Not Museum. Zak drove us past all of this, to the more deserted part of town where most of Gatlinburg's residents lived. His small cabin sat right at the base of a small mountain and was the only residence on this street.
“So, are you the Unabomber in your free time?” I joked as he opened my door and gave me a hand out of the jeep. “Why buy a place that's so secluded?”
“It's nice to get away from it all sometimes,” Zak said as he grabbed our bags in one hand and wrapped his other around my waist to lead me to the front door. “Plus, the Ripley's museum is pretty bad ass, they have Dillinger's death mask, and I figured one day I might have an anti-social girlfriend that might appreciate the solitude,” he joked as we climbed the steps and he dropped his arm from my waist to dig out his keys to unlock the door.
“Very funny.” I glared at him as he pushed open the door and stepped aside to let me enter first.
“I thought so.” He lightly smacked my ass as I walked past him.
I squealed and spun around to face him in shock. “Zak! What the hell?!” He had never touched me like that before.
Zak dropped our bags by the door before quickly closing and locking it. Chore completed, he started advancing on me like he was a nineteenth century outlaw and I was a train full of gold. Before I knew it, his mouth was on mine and he had me pinned on my back on the black leather couch. When he finally broke the kiss, I was left panting for breath. “Have I ever told you how fucking sexy you are?” he asked against my lips. “That first night, seeing you in nothing but that Kurt Cobain t-shirt... fuck... you have no idea what I wanted to do to your delectable little body. He nuzzled his nose against the skin of my neck before laying a kiss on my pulse point.
The combination of his words and his actions sent an involuntary shiver down my spine and drew a small moan from my lips.
“When do you think you'll be ready for me, baby?” Zak brought a hand up to lightly caress the side of one of my breasts over the fabric of my shirt. Oh, he did not play fair. “I'm not trying to rush you and I'll wait as long as you need me to but you have no idea how badly I want you, Persephone.” Nope. Not fair AT ALL.
“My body says tonight,” I chuckled. “But my heart and my mind are waiting for something else.” I nervously chewed on my bottom lip. I really didn't want to have to explain further.
“What are they waiting for, baby?” He kissed me softly.
I turned my head away and refused to answer.
“Hey,” he said as he caught my chin and gently turned my head to make me look at him. “I'm sorry if I came on too strong. I already told you that I'm dominant and possessive but I haven't been able to act on it with your grandma and Willow around. Having you alone like this... it kinda came spilling out.”
I actually laughed at his apology. “That's not it, babe.” Had I just called him babe? “I actually like this side of you.” I assured him because it was the truth.
“Come on, baby, talk to me.” He leaned down and rubbed his nose against mine. “Tell me what you need.”
I took a deep breath before saying, “you.”
“You have me, Persephone, exclusively. You know that.” He gazed down at me in confusion.
“No, ALL of you.” I prayed that he would decode the meaning of my words so that I wouldn't have to say the words out loud.
Zak seemed to think over what I said for a moment before a look of understanding dawned on his handsome face. “You need me to love you.” He reached up and brushed a piece of hair out of my eyes. “We have to love each other.”
Relieved that he understood what I was saying, I simply nodded.
A big grin came over his face and he leaned down for a quick kiss before saying, “well, I don't know about you, baby, but we're at least halfway there because... I love you, Persephone.”
“WHAT?!” I sat up so quickly at his words that I accidentally pushed Zak off the couch and he landed on the hardwood floor with a thump.
“Ow...”
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moeyy-writes · 3 years
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Love Center
Jay Wasley x Reader
Warnings: Just cheesy fluff and light (platonic) teasing.
Word Count: 1,045
A/N: Here’s more Jay content, because I absolutely adore this man. Be warned, the cheese is strong with this one. But, don’t worry, it’s vegan. ;D
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You watched the surveillance monitor in front of you intently, keeping an eye on Aaron as he was locked in a room alone. Your eyes flicked between the two static night vision cameras in his room and his POV camera. And, of course, he was talking to himself again, which made it hard to hear anything else.
Jay watched Zak and Billy investigate the basement of the building, where the body of a middle-aged man had been found only a year before, and whose murder was still unsolved.
You picked up your walkie to reach Aaron. “Aaron, come in.”
“What’s up, Y/N?”
“Dude, you’re talking so much I can’t hear anything else. I know you’re nervous, but I have eyes on you. You’re okay, bud,” you reassured him. He nodded toward one of the cameras and sighed.
“Thanks, Y/N. Sorry.”
You continued to watch Aaron as he asked questions with the Ovilus. You had one headphone in so you could also hear if Jay noticed anything on his side.
Jay cleared his throat beside you. “You, uh, you smell really nice.” Your back straightened as you tried to absorb what just came out of your shy friend’s mouth.
“I, um, what?” You didn’t realize how close you and Jay were sitting to each other. You leaned back just a little and turned to him.
He pursed his lips, then raised his head, as if he was hit with a gust of confidence. “You smell nice. We’ve been sitting here, close to each other, for a good twenty minutes now, and I keep getting little whiffs of your perfume. I like it.” You sucked in a breath, then huffed.
“Are you flirting with me, Mr. Wasley?” You cocked an eyebrow and smirked. Jay’s cheeks turned a light rosy shade of pink. Oh, you knew the answer. Honestly, you had been waiting for him to say something for a while.
“Yeah, I guess I am.” He shrugged, which made you giggle. Obviously, he was in his own way.
You knew this wasn’t even close to his first rodeo with dating. Hell, he had been married before. But, for some reason, he seemed shy around you. You felt like you had a middle school crush all over again.
“Well, thank you, Jay.” You peered back up at the screen, noticing that Aaron seemed calm. You turned back to Jay. “I was hoping you would say something.”
Jay’s eyes widened. “Really? I was actually hoping you would say something.”
Now that caught you off guard. He was waiting for you to say something. Sure, you had a thing for the quiet, techy, voice of reason of the group. His stunning hazel eyes made you want to melt into the floor every time they landed on you, and his calm voice grounded you whenever you needed comfort.
But was it really that obvious that you were into him? It must have been.
“Okay, well, this is out in the open now,” you laughed nervously. “So, now what?”
Jay smirked, obviously still carrying that confidence he found a few moments earlier. “Well, I could kiss you, if that’s okay?” Yep, this definitely felt like middle school. He was asking to kiss you? Right there? At Nerve Center? You chuckled again, then leaned in a little closer.
“Do it, Jason. I dare you,” you teased. Jay wasn’t going to ask twice.
Jay’s hand landed gently on your cheek, then pulled you towards him. He grazed his lips over yours, almost hesitating for a moment. Then, Jay pressed his lips to yours fully, instantly coaxing a whimper from you.
Jay was gentle, sweet, but eager. Something inside you knew he had been plotting this for some time, just judging by his enthusiasm alone. He moved slowly against your mouth, smiling every once in a while. Your hand reached up and covered his on your cheek.
Someone behind you cleared their throat, forcing both of you apart. You spun around to see Zak, Aaron, and Billy all staring at you, eyes wide. Zak sighed and rolled his eyes.
“While I want to say ‘fucking finally’, I want to make it very clear that this is Nerve Center, not a hotel room,” he joked, making the two of your blush.
“Yeah, this isn’t the Love Center,” Aaron added with his stupid laugh. You snapped your gaze towards him.
“That’s enough from the peanut gallery,” you muttered, rolling your eyes. He pursed his lips in apology, obviously realizing how embarrassed you were.
Jay rested his hand on your shoulder. “Look, guys, we can talk about this later. Sorry we got a little distracted for a few minutes. Maybe we should switch out, and Y/N and I can take on the third floor. We haven’t been up there yet.” Jay was always the voice of reason, exerting calm into otherwise out-of-hand situations.
“Hah!” Zak laughed, crossing his arms. “Not a chance, lover boy. How about I take Y/N up to the third floor with the spirit box, while you and Aaron check out the cemetery out back and see if you can get some EVPs from there.” He patted your back. “I think you two have spent enough time alone.” Zak winked, making you smile. He was an ass, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t one of your best friends. If he had the opportunity to tease you about something, he wasn’t just going to run with it, he was going to sprint.
You rose to follow Zak to your investigation, but a gentle hand caught yours. You turned to Jay, who smiled down at you.
“Hey, we’ll talk about this later, okay?” He looked happier than you remember him being in quite a while. You couldn’t help but smile.
“Okay,” you whispered. Then, you leaned up and stole one more chaste kiss, before following your lead investigator to the third floor.
Excitement quickly replaced any embarrassment within you. You practically pranced up the stairs behind Bagans, grinning from ear to ear. Your fingers tapped on the side of your camera as you filmed your journey up the pitch-black stairway, to the reportedly active top floor.
Only one thing was uncertain in your mind now: how the hell were you going to keep your focus on ghosts?
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glitchinslimjim · 4 years
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Zak Bagans and Jay Wasley (ZAY): Can't Keep My Distance
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NEW GAC FANFIC ALERT!
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Check it out here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25890130
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fangirl94stuff · 3 years
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NEW BLOG 🎉🖤👻💀
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ghxstadvxntxres · 4 years
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Dangerous by MinaLaVoisin SUMMARY: Aaron, a manager with a lot of money visits a strip club one day and falls in love with one of the dancers... PAIRING(S): Zak Bagans/Aaron Goodwin TAG(S): stripper AU, love games, Sugar Daddy 
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ghxstadvxntxres notes: - this was one of the best zaaron fanfics I have ever read - it’s so flipping cute and adorable one moment and then sizzling hot the next - Aaron is the perfect Sugar Daddy and Zak is being the stubborn brat that he is at times. It’s a match made in heaven. - they play a cutsy love game where Aaron dares Zak to not fall in love with him and we all know that Zak will and it’s just so much fun to watch these two interact in this story.  PLEASE READ THIS! IT’S UNBELIEVABLE!!!! 
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