#Dan torrance

[lovenllynn]

DOCTOR SLEEP

[deathtown]

Doctor Sleep (2019)

[asteroidz]

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Man takes a drink. A drink takes the drink. And then the drink takes a man. Isn't it so, Dad?

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤDoctor Sleep (2019)

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[peach-fiz]

Oct 2nd!! This is the book version of Jack, Wendy, and Danny from the shining :3 can you tell I like the shining- (I'm doing comms if anyone is interested !!)

[mcnobi]

pathetic man i want to rag around like a chew toy parts I, II, III and IV

[julesnichols]

Yellowjackets // Doctor Sleep

hunger

[fencecollapsed]

horror stuff I've enjoyed recently

[thornsinmycrown]

DOMESTIC LIFE | HEADCANONS.

DAN TORRANCE x GN!READER

warnings: none, brief mentions of nightmares and implied PTSD. word count: 649

summary: how sharing a simple domestic life with dan would probably be like.

After some months dating, you agree to try living together and see how it goes. He is not so convinced when you first try to talk him into it, but after three years sober —and your insistence that everything would be fine—, he finally says yes to moving into your house.

At first, he didn't get used to it. He walks in a world softer and safer than what he usually did before being sober, for once there are no sharp edges and he doesn't dislike it at all.

Anxiety and insecurities from his shifts at the Rivington dissolve the moment he looks at the clock hanging on the wall and thinks is almost time to go back home to you.

He cannot seem to choose which are his favorite kisses now — good morning kisses or goodnight kisses.

He feels brought back to life every time your lips pepper his face with soft pecks all over his face in the mornings, and every little attempt of you to get out of bed seems impossible now, but there's no time to complain when you’re being loved.

You were aware of the fact Dan had a gift, though he hadn't opened up completely about it yet, you were patient and never forced the topic on him — one of the many reasons he was so fond of you.

The fear of you finding him spooky or creepy because of his shining was always haunting him in the back of his mind every time he shared a room with you in your small house. You, on the other hand, were always attentive of his little shining outbursts, fascinated by how much he understood you though you always tried to be ahead of things.

It came in handy when you couldn't remember where you left that sweater your granny gifted you on snow days or when you forgot to stop at the convenience store to buy more milk, you would get home to find him folding the clothes you forgot to take out of the washing machine before leaving to work — but there were negative aspects.

Nightmares were less frequent, yet, the probability never lowered to zero. He would wake up abruptly at midnight, sweaty and shivering, babbling about demons you couldn't understand — and frankly didn't ask about. You could only shy away some of your sleepy state and think of how to make him feel safe again.

Nights were somber pools of self-deprecating thoughts before drifting off to sleep, where he seeked the calm of nothingness. Now, as you cuddle under the sheets, he seeks the comfort of your warmth and the soothing touch of your fingertips on his scalp, easing all his worries goodbye.

On days that are not so busy, he would wake up to the smell of coffee or the sound of your singing in the shower. Clashing cooking utensils was almost the norm. He was an awful cook and you were no chef either, but the bliss of sharing a table with you made the whole morning ritual a good reason to be alive.

And he doesn't mutter any thank you's after he finishes, but when he washes the dishes, you can hear how content he hums sweet tunes and it makes you smile to see how happy he is compared to when you first met him.

He would occasionally ask for you to lend him things just to brush his hands with yours, sometimes ridiculously near him, like the remote next to him —it amuses you—, and you silently wait for the moment he pulls you into a hug once you reach out to him, sitting you in his lap to watch T.V.

He had no dreams before you, nothing to hold on to, living for the day in ragged T-shirts, he found beauty in the ordinary, in the simple quiet life he was sharing with you.

Author's note: So, I realized there is little to nothing content about Dan and he's frankly one of my favorite of Ewan's characters. This reader was thought as a non-shining reader. I'll probably write more on him if this is well received.

[horrorsmashorpass]

[lovenllynn]

DOCTOR SLEEP

[spock-smokes-weed]

Thinking about how Dan hid his shine for his whole life because he was so traumatized by it, but still used it to help the elderly not be afraid of dying and gave them a peaceful pass to death

[cornerofhell]

Watched Doctor Sleep. I need all shiners in the Stephen King Universe to kick the shit out of every member of the Knot, thank you.

[peach-fiz]

A school doodle I took way too seriously!! I didn't get the notif that class was canceled so I say there for like 30 minutes doing nothing.

[pedroam-bang]

Doctor Sleep (2019)

[deathtown]

Doctor Sleep (2019)

[thornsinmycrown]

DISCOVERING YOU | HEADCANONS

YANDERE!DAN TORRANCE x GN!READER

warnings: [ MDNI +18 ] exhausted headspace, self-deprecating thoughts (reader), isolation, yandere, obsessive, mildly-stalking behavior, gaslighting, savior complex. word count: 1,302 k.

summary: after coinciding with you, dan learns you were always bound to find each other.

When you have an ability like the one Dan has, you start to believe everything stops being coincidental at some point — and you did have it.

Unbeknownst, you shone. A shine as bright as the lamp on your bedside table now, but shining still.

Therefore, your life was ordinary, you loved your quiet life, working at a coffee shop everything seemed to go slow, at your pace, no more pressure from undesired people — that was until he arrived.

He had tired eyes, his hand movements were awkward but his smile seemed charming enough for you to give him the shadow of a smile and move on — but he didn't, he couldn't move on.

The moment he steps in, he can hear the gentleness of your thoughts, slowly gliding in tune with him.

Finding the kindness of strangers was a rarity in his life, the crumbs society let his torn soul feed with, moments he treasured when everything went downhill in every new place he went. Except, you weren't crumbs.

It didn't take him long to realize you had the shining when he heard your first thoughts —genuinely gentle thoughts— by mistake.

They found a way to lure him, and replacing booze with coffee he found the reason to justify his constant visits to your workplace so often.

It wasn't uncommon for you to attend regular customers, it was a small town where everyone knew everyone, thus you didn't give him relevance, soon he wouldn't be a new face.

He lived disappointed at your lack of conversation, greeting you with 'good mornings' and wishing you a good day, the enthusiasm he puts in every 'please' and 'thank you', attempting to make small talk but always getting the same insipid answers. But he couldn't blame it on you, he wished he had more to say than broken childhood memories or tales about ghosts.

He secretly wonders if you lived it too, the horrors and distress. Shy about intruding your mind at first, he expected the moment you could warm up with him and talk about yourself — it never occurred.

You had always been this shy persona, secluding yourself and guarding any piece of yourself, not wanting to expose any of your most vulnerable self.

One way or another, he ends up drowning into the sea of your mind, drinking your most inner thoughts in, sipping them like a good wine, and when he gets to the horrendous parts oh! how could you live like that this whole time without him?

Now he admires you. After everything you’ve been through and how much you had to endure, but you couldn’t live like that forever fearful, insecure, anxious, upset. That wasn’t a life, he knew it himself.

Closing his eyes, there's only you in his mind, thoughts of you slowly invading his day-to-day, a love worm eating his heart like a buffet, and he allows it nonetheless, convinced that he had found you for a reason — a greater purpose in each other's lives.

He doesn't believe in those kinds of fantasies at first, that until one day you finally give him more than a timid glance, he thought he had messed up when you looked at him in horror. Was he thinking too loud? Have you heard how beautiful he thought you were?

Without realizing, he collected every piece of information scattered around town, he hasn't met anyone who doesn't love you yet, however you didn't seem to notice how you affected the people around you with your shine. You're so lucky! 

He discovers you don’t live too far away from each other, and on your walk home, he gets to see you through the blinds, guarding you, making sure to be ready to go to your rescue if you're ever in need, he's ready to be your hero.

When he finally decides to ask you out, he’s surprised you accepted.

He knew that in the back of your mind you always had second thoughts about everything, but he had set himself in motion to impress you, to clear any doubts your blurry mind could create, to convince you of the certainty that you belonged together.

Your smile is sweet and your face is lovely, he can’t stop looking at your every move, from the way you tilt your head when you’re embarrassed or how you cover your mouth when you laugh, so vulnerable, anyone could hurt you, stain you, he needed to protect you. He was now more sure than ever that you deserve someone who could take good care of you.

Who better than him? He knew you better than anyone. He took it as his responsibility, his oath. Taking advantage of his ability, he can know your most intimate inner desires, without you realizing it, you have no idea of your shine and he knows well how to make the best of it.

With your favorite flowers in hand and sweet praises, he slowly paves his way to your heart. 

He's a demanding lover, looking for constant reassurance from his partner, to feel his attempts of demonstrating affection are not in vain or absurd, he wants to change, he wants to be good for you.

He disguises his obsession and isolating behavior with walks through the park, movie nights and romantic dinners.

But don't let him be misunderstood, he's a fair lover, he doesn't spend any of his time with any others, why would he have other friends when he has you?

You can’t even tell when his desires started to become your own.

“Move in with me, there’s enough space for us”, “It’s closer to your job, I can walk you there”, “I miss you so much when you’re gone”, “We can decorate together”. You slowly fall into it, indulging in all of those promises of forming a loving home with a good man by your side, because he was a good man, right?

At first you feel uncomfortable, as much as you try it, you feel like you're taking up space into his life, and you miss the loneliness of the early morning coffee, absorbed by Dan and his consuming affection.

You wake up wrapped in his suffocating embrace, the same way you went to sleep the night before, little by little your routine adjusts to him and his schedule.

You start arriving late to your job, so improper from you, distracted with feelings and thoughts heavily inserted inside your mind, and though clients have no complaints about you, your boss absolutely has and eventually fires you.

You get home, upset and tired, thinking of what was wrong with you, why were you so disconnected from your life? What happened to what you used to be? You weren’t always sunshines and rainbows, you knew, still you were better than this!

When he gets home and you explain what happened with what used to be your ‘work’, he shows himself supportive, but on the inside, his heart bursts with joy. He would have you for himself, waiting for him to come home every day now. 

And as he hugs you and wipes your tears, he speaks words of resignation and how you don’t have to worry about anything because he can take care of you, you don’t have to deal with those hideous people that don't know how to treat you right.

He convinces you that you didn’t need that job. In fact, they didn’t deserve you, no one did, did you even like it? He’s sure you didn’t as you are now, you’re better off without them, you had him! And he had you, and you had him and he had you.

Any trace of the life you had before him vanishes, but, what else could you need? He has you where he wants you, just the way it should be.

Author's note: Okay, I understand he's the good guy dilf, got it, but... I am not unaware nor can ignore all the potential this character has for yandere! stuff, I mean, just think about it for a sec!! anyways, i hope you enjoy this treat.