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papayatori · 2 months

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Don’t blink! (P1)

LN4 x fém!reader

Warnings: none 🤭

Intro: Y/n, an amateur photographer who was simply skimming through emails, hoping to find some sort of work, accidentally stumbled upon a job offer from the McLaren F1 team. After working closely with the two drivers she had grown up watching and hearing about her entire life,(and almost throwing up on the floor a couple of times), y/n has slowly started to realize that her love for McLaren, and possibly her love for photography, had slowly started to morph into love for a certain driver.

Let’s get to it, shall we?

Four years have gone by rather quickly since I moved out of my parent’s house on the countryside. I’ve moved onto London to be a part of their photography schools. I’ve been posting my photos since I was able to get a hold of a camera, praying that I might be accepted into one of their schools once I graduated, and I suppose it all paid off.

Funny how life works, huh?

I opened my laptop, hoping to sort through some of these unopened spam emails, possibly even find some sort of job offer somewhere. I took a sip of my coffee and began reading through the unopened heaps of trash.

I skimmed through, barely giving them a second thought before hitting the ‘delete’ button in the side.

“YouTube, Tumblr, McLaren-“

I nearly spat out my coffee. I swallowed deeply, coughing a little on the inhale.

“Sorry, what?” I asked no one in particular.

At first I thought it was an ad of some sort, as I was known for buying McLaren merchandise whenever I had the extra funds. Genuinely, I thought I read the email wrong.

“A job offer..?” A smile made its way to my face, one that held all of my nerves on full display.

Why the hell was McLaren asking me to do a photoshoot of their team?

…

Here I was, standing in the offices of the McLaren F1 team, waiting for someone to tell me where I needed to go. I took in the shiny white floors, the huge windows overlooking the scenery outside, the McLaren’s in display in the lobby for all to see their beauty.

I was about to throw up all over these pristine, white floors.

Before I spilled my breakfast all over the floor, I was ushered into a room near the middle of the building, one that was large and full of lights and professional equipment that once again made me question the need for an amateur photographer like myself. I looked around the room with my jaw to the floor, seeing stars over just how much fun someone could have with all of these cameras.

I really don’t have much of a life, do I?

“You know, I don’t know how to use any of this stuff, and I’m sure it wouldn’t be hard to figure out, but I figured you’d probably be able to work it better than I could.” I turned to the sound of a somewhat familiar Zak Brown.

My dad, before he retired, worked alongside Zak closely at McLaren Automotive. Ironically enough, I’d never really met the man who ran my favorite F1 team until this very moment. I had heard stories of all sorts of great things happening behind closed doors, got all of the latest McLaren news from my dad, and had never even set foot inside this building before today.

“I think i know just about as much as you do when it comes to all of the fancy equipment.” I said, gesturing to my small camera bag on my hip. “This is about as far as my knowledge goes when it comes to these sorts of things.” Zak smiled.

“Feel free to use it. Your dad used to tell me stories about your ‘photo shoots’ with the family, ‘heard those could get a little crazy.”

I laughed at that, remembering the silly holiday get togethers me, mum, and dad used to have. I remembered the time when I had them both on the porch swing for a photo, and right as I went to take the photo, my dad would blink every time. He had done this so often that I had started to wonder if he was doing it on purpose.

A loud laugh ripped me out of my memories. I realigned my gaze with the two young men that had just entered the room, the first one tripping over the second one’s leg. He locked eyes with me as he fell to the floor, grin fading only slightly as he did so. We stayed locked for a moment that felt like years, just staring into the each other. That’s when I recognized him to be the only person I was nervous about meeting.

I nearly threw up again.

“Nice of you to finally show up.” Zak joked with the two.

Lando looked up in surprise, as if not quite realizing Zak was standing on the other side of the room. Oscar just continued laughing at Lando’s shocked state on the floor. Lando stood up with a sheepish grin that they both sent my way. They acted as if they weren’t famous racing drivers who could have anyone they wanted.

As if they were the nervous ones.

“Hello.” I sent a small wave in their direction, praying Zak would step in and save me.

“Lando, Oscar, this is y/n. She’s going to be doing the shoot today.”

Lando stood up finally, proud and tall, eyeing me like he had to prove himself to me. He sent me a grin, one that would tear my heart to pieces if I saw it too often, and then walked towards me. Oscar seemingly got the memo and followed him along after a short pause to assess the situation. I smiled at Lando as he extended his hand out for me to shake.

“Nice to meet you, darling. I can’t wait to start.” His grin never left his expression as I took his hand.

Had Lando Norris just called me darling?

He squeezed harder than I thought he would, leaving a burn behind where his hand had previously been. The expression on my face must have given me away, the heat rising in my traitorous cheeks would never let me get away with the butterflies from his touch. Not to mention, this bastard knew what he was doing.

Though, I didn’t exactly mind.

I suppose my face had started to turn a darker shade of crimson than I had thought , because Zak sent him a look that I could only recognize as the ‘protective father’ look.

Lando’s only response was a challenging grin.

“Shall we get started, boys?” I asked, hoping to draw attention away from me.

“Where do you want us?” Oscar spoke, giving his hand for me to shake as well. I smiled, thankful things were working in my favor for the moment.

“Follow me.”

…

For the next three hours, Lando, Oscar, and myself we’re running around the studio and attempting to find some sort of style that worked for the boys. I had gone through the rack of clothing multiple times and had only gotten a few decent pictures of the two in the process. I had started to wonder if we’d ever get any actual progress on the task at hand.

It is exceedingly difficult to focus on the task at hand when you keep making eye contact with Lando Norris.

Lando and Oscar had insisted that we all take a break for a while, which I had spent mostly rummaging through the clothes provided. Lando was lying on the ground in front of the backdrop. I couldn’t help but take a glance every now and then, watching the way his chest moved as he breathed, minding the perfectly placed curl on his forehead. He looked too incredibly peaceful for me to be rummaging around over here instead of taking the given opportunity. I stood up, grabbing my camera and walking slightly over to the side. If Lando was finally at peace, I should be taking advantage of this. I took a few snaps from the side, wandering from different angles and catching him in his state of beautiful tranquility.

The LN4 girlies were absolutely going to love these.

At about the same time I had finished with Lando, Oscar stood up to unzip his leather jacket, saying something to Lando in the process. I smiled.

“Don’t blink.” I mumbled to myself.

I had not only, single handedly taken the perfect photos for McLarens Instagram, but also taken the perfect photos for the fan girls on twitter.

I saw this as a win in my part.

“Alright boys, I think I’ve got what I need.” I triumphantly raised my camera in the air, receiving two incredibly confused looks from the boys.

“I thought we weren’t finished?” Lando looked up at me with an almost saddened expression, standing to come see what I had gathered. I showed them both the photos, casually skipping over the ones of Lando that I had taken last minute. He didn’t need to see those.

“Holy shit, you’re better at this than Zak described.” Lando gave me a goofy grin that made me blush.

“I can’t take all the credit. You both helped me out in the end, I thought I was finished!” We all laughed a bit, feeling the tension ease as we came to a close.

“Well, if we’re done here, I’ve got a date tonight with my girlfriend, I’ll see you all later?” Oscar said, pulling his jacket back over his shoulders. I smiled.

“It was nice meeting you! Have fun.” He smiled back, sending a wave to the both of us. As he walked out of the room, Lando’s attention was redirected back at my camera. He plucked it out of my hands, skimming through the photos on his own.

“You know, for someone who knows so much about us, I don’t even know your name.” He gave me a sideways glance, insisting I speak.

“My name is y/n.” I said with a smirk. “And I don’t know all that much about either of you, I’m only here for the job” I heard him chuckle from beside me.

“Even so, you know a lot about how to take pictures of someone without them realizing it” he smirked, shoving the camera back in my direction, revealing the breathtaking photos I took of him on the floor earlier.

I really didn’t think this part through.

“I mean, I had to use an opportunity when it came to me. Twitter is going to love those.” I tried to play it off as if I had taken these with the intention of work rather than just attempting to capture his beauty.

“I’m sure you know loads about that.” He winked at me.

With a groan, I attempted to snatch the camera back, though his hold held firm. I gave him an annoyed look, even though I was slightly amused.

“You’re only proving my point further, darling.” I tried pulling the camera again, hoping to have better luck this time. I mentally cursed his stupidly attractive hands.

Accepting defeat, I let out a sigh.

“What do I have to do to get that camera back from you, Lando.” I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms slightly. He tilted his head as if to show he was thinking. His lashes fluttered as he blinked, revealing his beautiful green eyes, the ones any girl could find themselves lost in in a matter of moments. I felt the butterflies settling in my stomach as he finally replied, pulling me from my daydreaming.

“I think it’s a little unfair that Oscar is going on a date tonight and I’m not. So, let me take you to dinner. Then you can have your camera back.”

I blinked a few times, clearly confused.

“Im sorry, tonight?” I asked, starstruck.

“Well, I was thinking so, yeah. Unless you don’t really want your camera back.” Lando smirked a little in my direction.

My mind was racing, why was he asking me to dinner? All he had to do was hand me the camera back. Everything would have been settled then, and I wouldn’t have to see that breathtaking smile in person ever again. I wouldn’t have to look into his eyes or feel the butterflies that he somehow caused me to have. Hell, I’d just met the guy.

Oddly enough, I was about to go on a date with him.

“Alright, but I want my camera back.” I went to pull it from his grasp one more time, expecting to have it back in the safety of my pack.

“After the date.”

My jaw dropped to the floor. Was I hearing him right?

“Okay, after the date.” I agreed, only to see him take the bag from my side, place the camera in it, and place the bag on his shoulder. I rolled my eyes, opening my mouth again. “I have my own terms, however.”

He gave me a playful glare. “I didn’t agree to that, ma’am.” I chuckled, my hands finding my hips.

“It wasn’t a suggestion sir.” I mocked him with a playful grin. “You buy, I’m still in school. I think it’s a fair offer.” Shaking his head and trying to conceal his grin, he extended his hand.

“Deal.”

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random-fandom1984 · 1 month

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MASTER LIST

Request are open!

ALLOWED:

●Fluff ●Yandere ●Angst ●Crossovers ●Character x Reader ●Character x Character ●References to other fandoms ●Comfort ●Headcanons ●Reader/Character from one dimension/universe getting sent to a different one (tfp x tfa, trollhunters x zak storm, etc)

●others to be added

NOT ALLOWED:

●NSFW ●Pedophilia ●Incest ●Certain sensitive topics (rape, abuse, etc) ●Other's OC's (I don't have the confidence to do that)

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Optimus Prime - Wattpad Story: Deadly Voice Ratchet Prowl Bumblebee Bulkhead Jazz Jettwins Ultra Magnus Megatron Starscream (+clones) Lugnut Blitzwing Blackarachnia/Elita-1 Grimlock Wreck-Gar Soundwave Longarm Prime/Shockwave - All It Takes Is A Potion to Show How Much I'm Obsessed With You Wasp/Waspinator

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Optimus Prime Ratchet Arcee Cliffjumper Smokescreen Bumblebee - Bumblebee x SG! Cybertronian Reader Bulkhead Wheeljack Ultra Magnus Megatron - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Starscream - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Soundwave - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Shockwave - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Predaking - Decepticons Meets Sparklings 5t3v3(Steve) - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Knockout - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Breakdown - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Dreadwing - Decepticons Meets Sparklings Arachnid Unicron

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Optimus Megatron Bumblebee Elita-1 Soundwave Shockwave Tarantulas Terrans(PLATONIC ONLY) Swindle Starscream

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Optimus Prime Prowl Jazz Bumblebee Ratchet Megatron Starscream Skywarp Thundercracker Reflector Soundwave -Soundwave x Cybertronian Reader Part 1 Shockwave Grimlock Unicron Other Autobots and Decepticons

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Mk Mei Red Son Jin & Yin Spider Queen Azure Lion Macaque Sun Wukong Nezha Syntax Huntsman Goliath (Strong Spider) Peng Lady Bone Demon Not Mayor

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Zak Storm (PLATONIC ONLY) Cece Crogar Clovis (PLATONIC ONLY) Caramba (PLATONIC ONLY) Calabrass (PLATONIC ONLY) Golden Bones

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Angor Rot Gunmar Bular Aaarrrgghh Blinky (Blinkous) Nomura Draal Krel Tarron & Aja Tarron (PLATONIC ONLY) Varvatos Tronos Madu Zadra Zeron Alpha Nari Skrael Bellroc

WHEN REQUESTING (More rules will be added later):

●Include the fact whether or not your request is platonic or romantic; If romantic, is Y/n or character in a relationship, and if not, who is the romantic interest(s)?

●Give me some of the plot of what you're thinking for your request. If you don't, and I don't know what you want it to be about, or I can't think of what to make up- Example:

Optimus x Reader. Angst. Reader is male.

I don't know what the plot should be, or what it should involve. Like, if it's good enough that I can think of what it could be, then yeah, sure, but that will be a rare chance with me. But if it's like this- Example:

Aaarrrgghh x Reader. Comfort. Basically, the reader has had a bad day at work/school, and the two of them just cuddle and enjoy the silence in each other's arms, slowly falling asleep.

Then I will be able to think of how it can go because you gave me what you want to include in your request, but now how, I will be able to get behind that.

● I can make the reader be based off of another character, like- Examples:

-Vox! Reader in Trollhunters

-Reader as Ratchet's little sister in Transformers: Generation 1

Anything! Whatever you want as long as it's allowed.

●If your request involves something that isn't allowed, then it will be ignored.

That's everything for now! Request away!

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ghost-adventures-imagines · 3 months

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Imagine:

Zak getting embarrassed after Aaron reveals his crush on you

#ghost adventures imagines #aaron goodwin imagines #ghost adventure x reader #ghost adventures #zak bagans #zak bagans imagine #aaron goodwin #request #requested #requests

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pandemoniumskey · 2 years

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Possession - Zak Bagans x Reader

The Masterlist

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.

Zak POV

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.

***

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.

***

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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algea · 2 years

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A Little Ghoulin'.

Prompt: You go to a highly aggressive location with Zak and the GAC and you get attacked by a malicious ghost.

Pairing: Zak Bagans x !female Reader

Warnings: girl idk, the GAC being themselves? also vomit

You were at another investigation with Zak and the crew. Everyone knew that you and Zak had something for each other, but the both of you were oblivious to it. This particular location had highly aggressive entities towards women. There were even accounts of demons attacking the women that’ve entered the building. Zak was already nervous bringing you as it was, but with this information, he was not having it. But of course, you insisted on going, even if it meant going against him.

“Are you SURE you’re alright going in there by yourself, Y/N?” Zak asked, gazing down at your face with a very worried look.

You rested a hand on Zak’s chest and sighed,

“I’m fine Zak, really, I’ll call for you immediately if I run into trouble.”

He sucked in a deep breath and muttered something too low for you to hear, probably irrelevant to you anyway. You drew your hand from his chest and rested on his cheek, softly stroking it with your thumb. His hazy, blue eyes met yours and the both of you shared and unknown contract, one that you would soon find out.

“I…You know I’m really against you going in there, right? I can’t let you get hurt like I would myself.” Zak sighed, his captive gaze holding yours. You only gave him a soft smile and ran your thumb slowly over his bottom lip. Zak’s lips ghosted a smile, but only before you heard a camera click and various noises of happy cheering.

“Dude! I knew it was gonna be here! Pay up, Billy!” Aaron exclaimed, still holding his phone in the position he took the picture in. Both you and Zak’s heads snapped over to him, only to see Aaron holding out his hand as Billy handed him a 20 dollar bill, and Jay snickering in the background.

“Shut up, Aaron.” Billy sighed, looking over at you and winking knowingly. You rolled your eyes at your best friend and dropped your hand from Zak’s face.

“You two BETTED on when something like this would happen?” Zak questioned, his eyebrows raised and his head tilting towards them angrily.

“Oh I am SO beating your ass after we get done here.” He added. All Aaron, Billy, and Jay did was laugh and crack jokes about you two. You snatched your personal camera up and turned it on before saying,

“Well fuckers, I’m heading inside.”

You started to the door, which was on the opposite side of the large building. Zak followed you to make sure that you got in ok, as well as to be close by if you get in any danger. You stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath. Zak placed his hand on your shoulder, leaned down and said,

“Don’t have too much fun without me.”

You smiled and reached up to place a kiss on his cheek. You then opened the door of the building and entered.

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The energy in there was like a hurricane, you felt so off every time you took a step.

“Whoa guys, I feel really off. Like every step I take man. Shit’s weird as hell.” You say as you walk further.

“You’re doing good, Y/N, just keep it up.” Zak’s voice said through the walkie-talkie. You went and sat down on a chair. You pulled out a spirit box and flicked it on, letting the static fill the electrified air.

“Is there anyone with me right now?” You asked, looking around the almost pitch black room. You thought you could make out a tall black figure standing in the doorway of a room.

“Evil.” A woman’s voice came through, startling you.

“Zak, just as I said ‘is there anyone with me’ I saw a very tall black figure in the doorway of a room, then the voice came in and said ‘evil!’” You yelled, eyes looking at the X camera watching you.

“Holy shit! We thought it said ‘evil’ too!” Aaron came in.

Just then, a voice came in and said,

“Demon…LEAVE!…”

But before you could say anything, something grabbed your hair and lifted you up off the ground. You shrieked and kicked, but to no avail because your feet were no longer touching the ground.

“ZAK! ZAK! IT’S FUCKING HOLDING ME IN THE AIR! HELP! HELP! GET ME OUT OF HERE!” You screaming, tears streaking down your face.

You felt like your limbs were getting pulled apart from all directions.

“FUCKING HURRY ZAK, PLEASE!” You shrieked, choking on the vomit that was bubbling up through your chest. The vomit spewed out of your mouth. Zak slammed through the door and sprinted towards you.

You crumpled to the floor in a crying heap. He didn’t care about the vomit on the floor, or the ugly crying that continued to come from you, he only cared about YOU. Zak’s hands grabbed your shoulders and pulled you into him, his muscular arms clinging to you like a small child to its mother.

“I’m here, I’ve got you, I’m right here, shhhh…” Zak muttered into your ear softly, rocking you back and forth in an attempt to calm you down.

“Holy shit, Y/N!” Billy yelled, sliding onto the floor and grabbing your shoulders from behind.

You shook from your sobs, and Billy did his best to calm you down. Zak was silent, his mind at work.

“Cmon Bill, let’s pick her up and carry her outside.” Zak suddenly said, wrapping an arm around the small of your back. Billy did the same, and they carried you outside. Aaron and Jay rushed over to you, giving you a warm embrace.

“Dude that was insane! The evidence we just captured was awesome!!!” Aaron exclaimed, withdrawing from the hug.

“Aaron, shut the hell up, it’s not about the evidence right now, it’s about Y/N.” Zak snapped, turning his head and glaring at him. Aaron sighed and nodded his head in agreement after a moment of thinking.

“Aaron, you and Billy go back in there and take some Full Spectrum Camera photos. Jay, you watch them in case something else happens, I’m going to help Y/N clean up.” Zak said, handing the Full Spectrum Camera to Billy. All three reluctantly trudged to their destinations, knowing that leaving you two alone could be very dangerous. Zak took you over to a couple steps and sat you down, holding you worriedly.

“Are you ok?” Zak asked, one of his hands traveling up to cup your face. The tears that rolled down your face slithered down his thumb, which was gently brushing over your cheekbone. You didn’t say anything, you just let the tears keep falling as he examined you further. Zak was muttering something, but you paid no attention to him, you were so mesmerized by him. As he was talking, you just couldn’t stop the urge to lean in and kiss him.

“Do you need anything? I can get you something if you want, we’ve got plenty of stuff and it’s no-“ Zak rambled, but was cut short by you leaning in and softly pressing your lips against his. Zak’s eyes widened and his other hand flew up to cup your other cheek. He leaned into the kiss, letting himself do all the work, he just couldn’t resist you. Your hand rested on his shoulder, and the other trailing down to the small of Zak’s back.

It was like the world stopped as you kissed him, everything freezing in place for a moment. Everything felt right, like this was the way it was supposed to be. You were the first to lean away, gasping for air as you rested your forehead against his. You heard the familiar click of a camera and snapped your head to Jay, who was grinning like an idiot.

“Just wait until the boys see this, this’ll be GOLD.” Jay exclaimed, scurrying away after Zak lunged at him, trying to snatch the photo.

“Oh. Shit.” Is all Zak said, but you only smiled at him, knowing that it’d be fine, just like your spirit guides told you.

#zak bagans x reader #zak bagans #ghost adventures x reader #ghost adventures #jay wasley #billy tolley #aaron goodwin

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daddy-issues-99 · 6 months

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Zak Bagans with a ghost s/o

• When you died you didn't expect to be stuck as a ghost, you found it even weirder that your newest companion would be alive.

• You first met Zak when he was investigating your old house, abandoned and rotting but it's not like you had anywhere else to go.

• After that encounter you soon became quite happily attached to the investigator.

• You never really understood his line of work. Ghost hunting, as he called it, granted it wasn't really hunting but you played along thinking it was a neat hobby. He wouldn't have met you if he hadn't been doing so you couldn't complain that much.

• As you and Zak spent more time together you'd gained quite the friendship and over the next few months of being attached to him, the relationship developed.

• At first the crew found it odd and were somewhat unnerved. They thought you were malicious and were trying to hurt Zak by attaching to him but over time they realized you had no bad intentions. They even started to become fond of you.

• Sure they found it a bit comical at first; a ghost and a ghost-hunter. Oh do opposites attract.

• You followed him to different investigations and helped him out and made the investigationa and lockdowns a lot easier. They didn't need half the equipment with you being able to translate for the other spirits.

• You very much enjoyed following Zak around. After years being bound to the place you died, it was nice to get out.

• Zak was nice enough to update you on the events you were missing out on in the world and showed you all the new inventions that were made from after you died.

• He thought it was cute that you never left his side, sure you could but why would you? The world is already a scary place let alone being dead in it.

• You'd always hover over him and around him, asking him questions and pestering him about random things. Sure some might fis it annoying but he found it entertaining.

• Whenever the crew would get new equipment Zak would always test it out on you to see if it works before they did a lockdown. He took extra time explaining it to you and showing how the equipment actually worked when you came into contact with in.

• One of your personal favorites was the devices where you could type things out. You didn't want to admit it but during investigations you'd type random stuff into the devices to see them go wild when they thought they'd caught something.

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Nuggets and shakes [Zak O'Sullivan]

Summary: During the F3 break something is up with Zak, so Y/N finds out and comforts him.

Started from the prompt "You’re avoiding the subject and you know it. What are you hiding from me?"

Wordcount: 1.7k

Warnings: it's kinda sad and like a liiiiitle angsty bc Zak is sad bc Williams did a shitty thing. Other than that its like cute or smt its a lovely relationship (with a little bit suggestive at the end but y/n stops it to play games lol)

Guess who lives! And it's my biiiirthdaaaay so here's a gift for you xx This got me out of my writer's block and I wrote this in a day (but! i am on @clemswinecorner-socials more often because those can get some creativity out of me even when I have a writer's block, I've got a new post ready for you there as well mwuah x) and also I graduated in the mean time so go me, and now I have time to get back to writing and the inspiration so thank you Zak! Enjoy Zak girlies :)

Ps. don't think about the title too much because I struggled making up one (suggestions are welcome)

It wasn't unusual for Zak to keep to himself like now, especially when he'd been busy and his social battery was low. Zak was a very laid back person, so people were used to him not bringing attention to himself in general, but he was usually up for a chat and often cracking jokes. He had spent a lot of time with friends and family, so you understood him seemingly wanting some time to himself, sure. What was unusual, however, was how he was distant even to you. The last race before the long break wasn't a good weekend for the British driver, his feature race ending early due to damage from the opening lap after struggling to make it into the top 10 on Friday. He'd been frustrated and quiet on the way home to England, but when you went to Spain, where you'd spend the first couple of weeks of the break, the championship went somewhat forgotten.

It was now only 3 weeks until the final race of the season came around, and you were seated next to Zak in his parents' garden as his dad and uncle were busy with the barbecue. He absentmindedly scrolled on his phone, occasionally responding to some texts with his other hand on your thigh. He wasn't physically distant, he'd never been, but there was something different between going on. Something hanging in the air, which was weird- you’ve always been very open and communicative to each other. "Zak, can you come help for a second?" You look over as his dad calls him, but Zak doesn’t seem to notice. You nudge him, "your dad needs help." Zak nods and puts his phone in his pocket standing up, his hand leaving your thigh. You watch as he talks with his family, a small smile on his face, though you could see it wasn't fully there. He was still chatting and joking around, you assumed from the way his dad was laughing, but his own smile seemed a little more forced- but maybe that was just you.

"So, how's my favourite in-law? The job going well?" You smile at Zak's cousin, who was around the same age as you, sitting down next to you. "I'm good, I'm alright. I've been having fun during this time off, but also can't wait to get back to the track with the team and Zak. And you, how's the boyfriend?" You chat for a while, until you get interrupted by your boyfriend appearing next to you with a hand on your shoulder, handing you a plate with some salad and a little bit of everything from the barbecue. "Thanks babe, looks good," you smile and you give him a quick peck. "Always for my girl," you blush and his cousin looks at the two of you fondly as Zak makes his way back. "So, everything going great between you two I assume?" You look at Zak with a sigh before looking back at her. "Yeah, we're good, I think. He's been a little off, or something, but I think it's work related. I've been wanting to talk about it but you know how things are in the motorsports world, you can't always say," His cousin looks over with a sympathetic smile. "Oh, well, you know how he is. If he's ready and wants to tell you, he will. And you can always ask," you nod as you look at his 3 year old niece, who has just come in, running up to him. "Uncle Zaaaaak!" Zak turns around and looks down with a smile. "Hey there princess!" He says and you hear an adorable squeal as he lifts her in the air. "He'd be a good dad," His cousin raises his eyebrows at you and you shake your head. "Nope, way too early, we are not having that conversation."

"Are we going too?" You softly ask Zak after you've said goodbye to his niece and her parents. "Yeah, sure, whatever you want," you grab the keys from his back pocket and rub his arm. "Alright, I'll drive. Let's say goodbye to your parents and go," You walk back to the garden, where you hug both his parents before quickly waving to his siblings. "I'll see you guys next week, right? Alright, bye!" You automatically grab Zak's hand as you walk back to his car, him going more quiet liked you'd seen at home the past couple of days. You hand him your phone with Spotify, not entirely sure what type of music he'd prefer, and drive home. "Do you want a milkshake? I could also get nuggets to share or a McFlurry. I won't tell any of the trainers," You mention when you see the exti that leads to the McDonald’s. You glance over at Zak who gives you a tight but genuine smile. "Nuggets and shake, please," you smile as you pull into the McDrive, ordering your usual favourites. "Thank you," he quietly says when you're back on your way. "Ofcourse," You smiled.

You settle around the kitchen island in Zak's apartment, with him sitting and you still standing halfway across from him. "So, how are you feeling?" Zak frowns at your question as he dips his nugget in the sauce. "About what?" You shrug, "In general," and Zak simply shrugs back. "Just normal," He just says, and you look at him once more. "Zak, is... Really, are you okay?" He looks up at you now, seeing how serious you are. "Yeah, i'm fine. Just... There’s nothing, i just need to get back into the flow, and stuff. With Williams and everything I've just... You know how it is, different people and stuff, but I can't really say," It's only when he mentions the team that you realise how much he hadn't talked about them during the past few weeks, whereas he had mentioned his F3 team. He'd been over at the factory a few times, but not nearly as much as during the winter. "Zak, is everything going okay at the teams, and during training? We've not really spoken about that stuff for a while," he quickly shakes his head- too quick. "Yeah, did you hear Williams is finally allowed to break the cost cap for the new stuff? And Prema's been doing well, did you talk to Angelina about the new LAP's? I noticed they took over some of your filming habits," He talked quickly, not allowing you to interrupt. "I did, yeah, but you’re avoiding the subject and you know it. Zak, I know this is a secretive world, or supposed to be at least, but i'm your girlfriend. If you go through something I go through it with you. What are you hiding?" Zak looks at you and you see a change in his demeanour. "I, eh, I don't... I don't think I can really..." You walk over to him, the distress clear in his voice. "Listen, I'm here, okay. I won't tell people, I just care for you. Good or bad, i'll stay," you grab chin and make him look up at you as you tell him that, and he nods. "I know. Thank you," You smile as you hug him from behind the chair. "I love you, always." He nods in response as he leans into you, rubbing your arm. "I got sacked by Williams."

You freeze at those words. "Zak..." You say as you stand by his side. "That's what you've been keeping to yourself?" You ask, already knowing the answer. He looks at you with watery eyes and nods. "My god, Zak, I'm sorry," You pull him to stand up and embrace him, feeling him relaxing immediately at your touch. You stay for a long while as the words slowly sink in. Zak is still grabbing you tightly and from the way he's hugging you you can tell how much he needed this. He softly cries on your shoulder as you hold him, with here and there sobs that absolutely break your heart.

"You don't deserve this. That's... It's a dumb decision, really, why would they do that to such a good driver?" Zak has slowly pulled back, now leaning against your chest as you hold him. "They had to choose. With the Merc juniors and Logan already there they had to make a decision and they saw more in Franco. I really don't know what next, Y/N. I don't even know if I'll make it to F2," You sigh as you hold him close. "You will. And honestly, you're gonna make it to F1 anyways, might as well make it a team that isn't the worst on the grid," Zak gives you a eye roll and a smile in response. "Okay, okay, I'm still with the team until after Abu Dhabi. But maybe, yes," he admits and you chuckle. "Alright, now that we've got that out of the way, we should do something fun, because you need that. Put on your pyjama pants and I'll grab us a game, alright? Alright, I'm changing first, you finish the nuggies!" He chuckles as you walk away to the bedroom.

"I'm coming in," You say as you open the door, a bottle of rosé and two glasses in hand, placing them beside your bed. Zak walks out of the bathroom wearing just his underwear, and you look him over. "Put on some pants," you tease and he smirks. "I know you'd rather have me keep them off," You roll your eyes as you leave the room again, grabbing the games you figured you could play. "You don't need a shirt, it's fine like that," Zak looks at you from the edge of the bed and stands up as you put the games on the bed. "Thought you'd say that," he says as he pulls you close to him by your wrist, pulling you in for a kiss. As his hands slip lower to the shorts you're wearing you pull back. "We were going to play some games, weren't we?" Zak nods as you move yourself from his grip making your way over to the bed. "Uno and monopoly, really? You know that stuff has ended relationships, right?"

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xtrashmammalstefx · 9 months

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Where My Demons Hide (A Zak Bagans Story) Pt. 2

Requested By: @goth-cowgirl-03

WARNINGS: Language

Notes: Unlike the first part this is pure FLUFF. Like no joke.

Zakkk: I’m sorry Y/N. I need time.

Zakkk: I think u do too.

That was the last text Zak had sent me since that night. It’s been only a month but the radio silence made it feel like a lifetime.

I explained to him what had happened the night before… How he was attacked and… and I thought I helped him… I told him how we ended up in bed together, and how, as it turns out, he was possessed the entire time he’d made love to me.

He quickly got dressed and went for a walk. While he was gone I got dressed, eliminated the buzz killing dickwad who was still lingering in the room and walked back to my room with the heavy weight of shame on my shoulders.

Now as I lay in my bed not wanting to get up, I sigh and put my phone back on the bedside table. As soon as I did a wave of nausea hit me full force and I darted to the bathroom. Once I kneeled over the toilet there was no stopping it. Looking at it you would think I’d thrown up every meal I’d had for the past week.

Empty of sustinence I flushed the toilet and sat down beside it to catch my breath. As I did my hand went up to my stomach to give it a much needed massage. My hand froze though when I touched myself. I looked down and gasped. The entire area between my hips was swollen, not dramatically so but enough to be noticeable. “Not possible…” I whispered. But once I felt the slightest nudge against my hand I knew…

“UNCLE LUCI YOU PIECE OF SHI-!” I was cut off by the sound of my doorbell. I groaned and pulled myself up.

As I made my way to my room to get my robe I sent a silent prayer to my father.

Uncle Luci did it. The Big A is on its way.

I threw my robe on and ran downstairs, sashing it as I did.

I looked through the peep hole not expecting to see anyone important; maybe the mailman, or Amazon. Instead of them though, Zak stood on my doorstep. Fucking great.

I sighed and opened the door. “Hey,” I greeted him.

“Hey, um, are you feeling okay?”

“Do I look that shitty?”

“Well, yeah, kind of…”

“Awesome,” I said unenthusiastically. “Um, is there something you wanted?”

“Um, I just wanted to talk but if you’re not up to it-”

“I was about to call you anyway,” I said stepping aside.

He stepped inside and started towards the living room. I followed close by but froze when a voice caught my attention.

Who is the mother?

“Y/N? You alright?” I held up a finger and pointed upward. A signal he grew to know very well.

They put him in me.

And the vessel father?

He’s standing right in front of me.

“Sorry about that, dad and I needed to have a very urgent chat,” I said.

“Should we be worried?” Zak asked.

“Not if we do things right,” I said. “Which is why I was gonna call you.”

“And here I was about to talk about, well, that night… I guess that can wait though.”

“Actually it has exactly to do with what happened that night,” I said before undoing the knot on my robe. “Try not to panic, okay? Neither of us could’ve seen this coming…”

“Seen wha-” I cut him off by opening my robe exposing my belly. “THE FUCK?!”

“I told you not to panic,” I said. “Fear is the last thing either of us should feel right now.”

“I-I mean is it mine? The fuck am I thinking of course it is,” Zak buried his head in his hands.

“It’s only partially yours,” I explained. “The human part is very much you. It also has bit of me, and a part of the demon that put it in here.” Zak’s head shot up.

“Demon?” I nodded.

“For eons his kind had gone by one name,” I held my stomach and tears erupted from my eyes. “Antichrist.”

“I think I’m gonna throw up,” Zak muttered. “Does this mean...did… did we just end the fucking world?”

“No,” I whispered. “Well, I mean we basically puts it fate in our hands. If we do things right he will grow to be the most powerful being on this planet but he won’t be evil. If we fuck up though…”

“It will be the ultimate fuck up,” Zak finished. “And there’s nothing we can do right now, you know like an abortion or..?”

“He’s growing too fast and even if we did they would only try again with someone else,” I said. “I’m not the only Nephilim in the world remember?”

The shock wouldn’t leave Zak’s face. I walked over to the couch where he was and sat down beside him. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry you’re involved in this…” He turned to me but didn’t say anything, hell he wouldn’t even look at me in the face, his eyes froze over the bump. Still staring he slowly reached out and placed his hand on my stomach. There was another nudge in response.

Zak gasped. “It really is growing fast. I take it we don’t have the normal nine months to prepare.”

“Nope,” I muttered.

His hand then fell from my stomach down to my hand. He took my hand in his and held it tight. “I’m with you every step of the way.” He said sounding like he was making a promise to himself, to me, and to his child. “I love you, Y/N. More than I’ve ever loved anyone before… and evil or not I will love this baby for the rest of my life.”

“I love you too,” I whispered before Zak leaned in and enveloped my lips with his. Somehow this kiss felt different than the ones we shared that night. It was more warm, loving, and well… human.

After a while we pulled back and Zak just held me against him. “There’s something we have to do before anything else, though.”

“What?”

I looked up at him, smiling weakly. “How do you feel about getting married?”

#zak bagans #fluff #zak bagans x reader #zak bagans imagine #ghost adventures

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metalmonki · 4 months

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pymrus · 2 years

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deanwinchestersgirl87 · 2 years

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#zak bagans #ghost adventures x reader #ghost adventures

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heartofsilence14 · 9 months

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#1FAN

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ghost-adventures-imagines · 9 days

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First lockdown

*requested*

For @mischiefnevermanaged89-blog

Prompts: #14 & #22

Fandom: Ghost Adventures

Pairing: Zak Bagans x reader

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It was your first lockdown with the ghost adventures crew and you’d be lying to have said that you weren’t in any way scared.

Once you reached the St. Anne’s retreat, you had the urge to turn around and go back, but you remained and followed the boys in, wanting to show that you didn’t have any fear in the slightest.

However, when the interviews were wrapped up and night had fallen, that all changed and your nervousness started coming through. You were close losing your composure, and Zak must have picked up on that pretty fast, you suddenly feel his arm drap over your shoulders as he pulled you close. Zak than speaks to you in a tone of voice for only you could hear, and it took you a little by surprise, it was something you wouldn’t think of hearing from Zak.

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay by you the whole lockdown since it’s your first.”

Rather than feeling comforted by his words, you felt more vulnerable than anything else. You don’t know why, you don’t understand why, but you went along with it and everything was running smoothly in the way it was supposed to be until Zak had locked Aaron in another building that sat on part of the property.

Both you and Aaron were freaking out.

“This wasn’t part of the deal!”

You couldn’t understand what Zak had said to that as you got lost in smacking his arm and begging for him to let Aaron out.

“Zak, we can’t just leave him in there by himself! What if something happens to him?!” Zak acted as if he didn’t hear you.

After some convincing, Aaron agreed to stay behind as you and Zak continued making your way around the investigation.

The whole time, you were silently doubting yourself. Thinking of things like, why did Zak choose to become part of the crew, you don’t know. You may seem tough on the outside, but really, you were just as much as a wuss as anyone else. Out of everyone Zak had to choose from, he chose you. Zak saw a lot of great potential in you, and not only that, he had developed feelings for you. Over the short time you’ve been part of the crew, you started growing the same feelings for Zak as well. Somehow, you both know how you felt about each other, but you both remained silent on that. You both unknowingly made it obvious for the rest of the crew, they knew it but stayed silent for obvious reasons.

The two of you were walking to the pool where they say a nun supposedly drowned her baby in years ago, and as you did, the urge to ask the begging question grew. You couldn’t bring yourself to ask it until you were going back for Aaron. It was almost too challenging for you to ask, but you had to do it, you had to know otherwise, it’d drive you crazy. To gain control of your nerves, you begin by keeping it simple, but Zak cuts in before you could say anything. Praising you about how well you were doing on your first lockdown.

“How do you feel now that we’re halfway through your first lockdown?”

“I feel good about it, still a little uncertain about it my investigation skills.”

“I think you’re doing an excellent job, better than anyone I’ve seen handling a lockdown, whether it’s their first or not.”

You couldn’t help but feel slightly shy all of a sudden, but you quickly regained composure and turned the conversation around.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yes, what’s up?”

“Why did you choose me? Out of everyone there, you had chosen me. Why did you choose me?”

At this point, you were back at the building Aaron was locked in earlier.

Unbeknownst to you, while Zak was about to give you an answer, Aaron was Ron the other side of the door, waiting to be let out when he started listening in on your conversation. As you look at Zak, you notice he seemed to be trying to put the right words to say in his head, as he didn’t want to have accidentally confess to you, confess to you yet, at least. You continue to wait patiently for a response, than he gave it to you.

“You know why, (Y/n).”

That was the last thing you had expected to hear.

You stared at him in disbelief, hardly daring to believe what he meant by that.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Zak was about to respond, but Aaron beats him to it, revealing Zak’s feelings for you.

“It means he likes you, (Y/n).”

“Aaron, shut up! No I don’t!”

“Stop lying! Stop lying to yourself and just admit it!” Aaron shouts back.

You lightly chuckle when you see that Zak seemed to be the most embarrassed than you had ever seen him before.

When he doesn’t say anything, you begin to ask him to know for yourself that if it’s true.

“What Aaron just said, is it true?”

Zak sighs heavily before responding.

“Yes. Yes it is.”

You felt your cheeks burn pink as he continued with an explanation.

“I wasn’t planning on confessing. Well, confessing this soon at least. I’m sorry if this makes you feel weird and I understand if you don’t feel the same way.”

As Zak rambles on, you feel the happiest you ever have been in the longest time.

You decide to confess as well.

“Shut the hell up, you don’t need to worry about that because I like you, too.”

The second you spoke a confession of your own, he was just as happy as you were.

Now was probably not the best place or timing to ask you for a date, but he did it anyway, and of course you agree.

“Can I take you on a date?”

“Absolutely!”

“It’s a date!”

Because you were both caught up in the moment, you had momentarily forgotten about Aaron.

Aaron takes his fist to the door, slightly scaring the hell out of you and Zak as his shouting to let him out.

“We get it! You like each other! Now let me out, I can’t take much longer of being locked in!”

“Stop lying!”

Zak talks back.

This was an interesting lockdown, especially for your first.

You were just going to keep it at that.

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A/N:

Thank you so much for requesting! This was so much fun to write, please feel free to send more stuff in!!’ 💜

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pandemoniumskey · 2 years

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Beyond The Stars - Zak Bagans x reader

Heyo everyone, Pandemonium here. I just wanted to say I wrote this little short two years ago and never posted it anywhere.

I hope everyone enjoys!

Love you all,

Pandemonium

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Zak POV

It was a quiet night in their large home. The tiki torches burned a dark amber as Zak watched you sleep soundly on the lawn chair. Above, the stars twinkled like glitter tossed towards the sky.

Nights like these were their favourite, they just sat outside until it got late as they watched the beautiful stars.

Normally, Zak would have picked you up by now and brought you to the bed they shared but to him, you just looked too damn cute tonight.

You had fallen asleep about an hour ago snuggled close to Gracie. Your one arm was wrapped around the black and white dog firmly and she was content. Though she had left once you turned over and went to Zak's feet.

He loved watching you sleep. There were times he woke up early so he could peer over your peaceful form with the calm look on your face.

He loved how your (h/l) (h/c) hair brushed gently against your cheek. He would quietly play with your soft locks until you rolled over and the hair was now in your face. He would move it aside once your cute nose started twitching in annoyance.

Zak loved how you snuggled closer at his touch in bed. His favourite feeling - that he would never admit to the guys - was you pressed against his body as you slept. He took pride in how comfortable and safe you felt in his arms.

Looking at you now, huddled in the deck chair, his shirt to big on you riding up your smooth tummy, knees pressed into your chest and one arm under your head, Zak relished in how sweet you looked. While you slept, Zak fell in love with you just a little more.

Gracie eventually walked away to do her business and you stirred. "Zak?" You murmured tiredly, "how long did you let me sleep?"

He also loved your voice when you just woke up. Tired and just a little dopey. "Not long. Maybe an hour or so."

A little drowsy still, you blinked and rubbed your tired eyes as you tried to stand and slowly sank back down into the chair. Obviously, your legs were not caught up with the rest of your tired body. "Can you carry me?" You yawned holding your arms out to the man you loved most in the world.

Zak nodded and got up. How could he resist your adorableness? Making his way over, he swung you into his arms and you snuggled against his chest. Before he could even begin walking, you were again asleep. This time, your face was nuzzled into the crook of his neck. He loved the feeling of your soft breath on his skin, he just loved everything about you. He was head over heals in love. To him, you were his world.

Very quietly, he opened the sliding glass door, "Gracie, come on girl." The white and black dog cantered into the house content before he closed it again.

Gracie happily plopped down onto the overly plush bed that (Y/N) bought a month before, while Zak placed you tenderly onto your very own plush bed and kissed your forehead affectionately. You moved and pulled at the blanket, mumbling about wanting his warmth.

Zak got out of his clothing and into pajamas.

To not startle you, he slowly got into bed so he wouldn't wake you up. Pulling you close against he chest again, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his face into your neck.

Before he himself fell asleep, he murmured, "I love you beyond the stars, (Y/N)."

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