#and im gonna use it as a brush holder lol

[autobahnmp3]

i got a mysterious metal tea(?)cup and a tiny ashtray from a trift store yesterday

[michelleleewise]

Bump in the Night......

Pairing: Demon Loki x female reader

Warnings: haunted houses, ghosts, demons, mentions of blood (not graphic) character death (not graphic, considered suicide), all the spooky, alot of swearing.

Summary: you are dared to spend the night in the resident haunted house, but will you make it through the night.....

**hii!! Just my little contribution to Halloween and all things spooky and spicy 😏😏😏 I know it's late but I've been under the weather, and work is stupid!! Lol anyhoo.....

"Your really gonna do it?" You heard nat ask bedside you, staring up at the house "yup..you don't get dared by Tony and NOT do it." You said laughing "besides, other then some dry rot what do I have to worry about?" You asked, the last part sounding shakeir then you wanted. "Oh I don't know...the demon that lives there!" Nat yelled waving at the house "seriously? I thought you had a brain." You said opening the gate grabbing your duffel bag "I do...I just know there's something off about this place." She said staring at it. "Alright, well go say four hail Mary's for me and I'll see you in the morning." You said closing the gate. " good luck y/n." She said turning to leave.

You turned around looking up at the house, Time had not been kind to it. The paint had completely peeled off leaving the wood exposed, the eaves hung from the broken windows. "Good thing I brought my sleeping bag." You said to yourself walking up to the doors. Pushing them open the loud creak echoed through the house, leafs on the floor scattering as the winds rushed in behind you. Quickly closing the doors you pulled your flashlight out and began looking around.

You walked into what looked like the living room, years of dust caked onto every surface, rips in the upholstery of the sofas and chairs. Your eyebrows furrowed when your light landed on a large wing back chair next to a large fireplace. Walking closer you noticed it was a deep forest green, not even a hint of dust on it. You set your bag in the chair, kneeling down you grabbed a few pieces of wood from the holder and arranged them in the fireplace. You looked down seeing a box of matches and some kindling and after a few failed attempts you had a roaring fire.

You got up, brushing the dirt off your pants looking around the room, seeing a large bookcase along the wall you walked over, seeing dust caked onto several of them when you came to a section that looked recently used. "What the.." you trailed off, hearing creaking coming from upstairs. "There had better not be a homeless person here." You said to yourself grabbing your flashlight. You crept towards the stairs, shining your light up into the dark when you heard heavy footsteps cross the floor. You froze in place, light shining onto the upstairs landing waiting when the footsteps suddenly stopped. "H..hello.." you called put into the darkness.

You took a deep breath, grabbing the railing you slowly walked up the steps, freezing when you landed one that creaked loudly. You felt your heart began to race as you made it to the top of the stairs, shining your light down the Long hallway. "A..anyone there?" You called out again only hearing silence. You crept down the hall, every step the wood groaned under your feet. You shined your light along the wall, seeing several picture frames hanging all covered in dust. You came up to a round shaped one, wiping it off you saw a black and white photo of two men standing side by side, one light haired the other dark. You leaned forward trying to get a better look when a door down the hall slammed shut making you jump. "Holy what the fuck!" You yelled falling in your backside. You shined your light frantically down the hall but didn't see anything.

"Im gonna have a heart attack before this is over." You sighed standing up. You slowly walked down the hall, approaching the one door that was closed. You took a deep breath grabbing the knob "ok...don't die." You said to yourself as you slowly opened the door. "Hello...is anyone here?" You called out shining your light into the room noticing a gaping hole in the wall, the wind blowing in sending a chill through you. "Well, that explains that." You sighed looking around. Other then the hole the room was pristine. The bed made and draped in dark green gossamer curtains, black curtains hung from the broken windows. Walking over to the nightstand you saw a picture of an elegant looking woman In a long flowing dress, and not am inch of dust on anything.

"OK, I'm hallucinating." You said looking around one more time before heading back into the hallway, stepping out you closed the door behind you so it wouldn't slam again. You slowly walked back to the stairs, shining your light back down the hall feeling like someone was watching you but were only met with shadows. You went back downstairs, walking into the living room you saw your bag and it's contents on the floor, your nightgown draped along the chair. "What the.." you trailed off hearing a low groan echo through the house. "Fuck this.." you said heading to the door you grabbed the knob pulling as hard as you could but it wouldn't budge. "Shit!" You yelled kicking the door when it dawned on you....this was all Tony, it had to be.

"Anthony Stark! You come out here right now! I know your messing with me to win our little bet!" You yelled shining your light through the house. "Well you aren't going to scare me asshole!" You yelled, being met with silence. "Freaking jerk." You muttered. Walking back to the living room you picked up you sleeping bag rolling it out on the couch. Looking around you grabbed your nightgown off the chair, sitting down you pulled your shoes off setting them by the fireplace. "You better not be peeping at me Tony!" You yelled pulling your jacket off draping it on the back of the chair. You quickly pulled your shirt off slipping the nightgown over your head, removing your bra from under the gown to shield yourself in case Tony was roaming around.

You stood up, sliding your jeans down folding them and setting them next to your shirt. You leaned down, stoking the fire adding another piece of wood before laying down on the couch zipping yourself in your bag. You sighed, feeling your muscles relax as you stretched out. You turned to your side, looking into the fire you closed your eyes, hoping the night would go fast....you woke a few hours later shivering. You opened your eyes seeing the fire had died down and your sleeping bag was...open? You shot up looking around rubbing your eyes, you knew you zipped yourself in...right?

You shook your head, getting up you stoked the fire again, adding a couple more logs when it roared to life making you jolt back, landing on your backside. "That's gonna leave a mark." You sighed, getting up Walking back to the couch you slumped down rubbing your temples. You laid back down, zipping your bag back up when you heard the heavy footsteps upstairs again, stomping across the floor. "Tony! Stop that and let me sleep!" You yelled burrowing down in your bag when you heard laughing at the top of the stairs. "Dude...I swear!" You yelled starting to get up when the scent of leather hit your senses making you freeze. Your head spinning to the stairs hearing someone walking down them. "Tony is that you?" You called out, leaning down to grab your flashlight falling to the floor.

"Dammit.." you hissed rubbing your elbow. "Such language from such a pretty mouth." A deep voice purred making you freeze. "I can think of much better uses for those pretty lips of yours." It said again. You slowly reached out, wrapping your fingers around your flashlight, whipping around you shined it at the floor as you scooted back, seeing a pair of dark leather boots, moving the light up you were met with a tall figure, wrapped in green and black leather sitting down in the green chair, your light hitting his chest you saw his long dark hair offsetting his pale skin, his green eyes piercing into you. "Y..you...your in the picture...." you mumbled remembering the pictures in the hallway. "Ah yes, that was many years ago, my brother and i." He said crossing his legs.

"What..why..are you.." you mumbled, your mind running a mile a minute when he held his hand up. "Let's get some light in here shall we?" He asked waving a hand in the air a dim light illuminated the room. "Please, sit. I will explain what is going to happen." He said waving to the couch. You got up, not taking your eyes off of him as you lowered yourself to the couch. "First, my name is Loki and yes, technically I am dead, but...I made a deal with some unsavory demons and now.." he said holding out his arms. "A..are you a..." you started "a demon? Well...I suppose you could say that." He smiled wickedly at you. "Your friend...Anthony was it?" He said rubbing his chin "came here to...make a deal with me." He said tapping his foot.

You stared into his eyes fidgeting with your nightgown "what does that have to do with me?" You asked "Well my dear, everything. You see, I have finally decided to take a wife, and in return for what Anthony wanted, he offered...you." he smiled again crossing his arms. "W..wait..what?" You asked standing up, him standing as well, slowly crossing the room "you are to be my bride y/n, we will be together for all eternity." He said stalking closer. "N..no, i.." you trailed off feeling his hand on your cheek, his cold skin making you shiver. "The deal has been made, you are mine." He purred. You slapped his away backing up. "No! I refuse!" You yelled running towards the door trying to pull on it again "you can try to run..I do enjoy a chase." He purred behind you.

You took off down the hall trying to find a back door or broken window. "I can make you very happy y/n." You heard echo around you, running to the kitchen you saw a door, trying to pull it open it wouldn't budge. "Come now y/n..." you heard, turning to see the man standing in the doorway. You ran, ducking under his arms you made it back to the hallway taking off again. Remembering the hole in the wall you ran upstairs, tripping scraping your knee "fuck!" You yelled "there's that mouth again, I may need to punish you pet." You heard, seeing him standing at the bottom of the stairs. You stumbled to your feet, feeling blood trickle down your leg as you rounded the top running for the bedroom, throwing the door open you felt the cool night air hit your face. "Oh pet...I wouldn't if I were you." You heard behind you.

You slammed the door shut, shoving a chair against it you turned slamming into a wall of leather, looking up meeting those green eyes as his arms wrapped around you "your going to hurt yourself pet." He purred. You shoved off him, running towards the hole, looking down you felt dizzy. "Y/n..." you heard him say sternly. You turned meeting his gaze "You cannot have me." You said, closing your eyes you fell back, bracing for an impact with the hard ground when your back met a soft surface. You opened your eyes, seeing the green curtains hanging around the bed. "Welcome back pet." You heard as you shot up seeing the man sat in a chair by the door. "But i..." You trailed off. "Jumped? Yes you did." He said waving to the hole. You slowly got up making your way over. Looking down you saw yourself, your leg at an odd angle, a puddle of red around your head.

"I..im..." you stuttered "yes darling, you are. And now we can be together...forever." He purred into your ear, pressing his chest to your back. He turned you to him, placing a hand on your hip, the other on your cheek "you will learn to love me." He smiled, leaning down he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. Maybe he was right, maybe you would learn to love him, you had eternity to find out......

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[oatmealcrisp-freak]

hey, you've talked somewhat about your dealings with chronic pain and i was just wondering what are some ways that you make it better?? idk if that makes sense but just ways to cope with the pain. there are a lot of different types of chronic pain but just anything that helps you. i want to write and type so bad but my hands hurt lol, any advice?

Hi nonny I'm sorry to hear you're having a hard time with your hands right now, and balancing that with the need to be creative is a struggle i relate to a lot ><

i know you asked after my experiences specifically but i do want to emphasize they are as such for a reason, so the context is important to keep in mind. please be careful of what you try!! i'm not a doctor, and if you can, i do think its important that you see one who can give you help thats bespoke to your condition.

but i do think theres some things that are general enough that i can offer. off the top of my head, i also really wanna emphasize trying out voice to text programs to see if they work for you!!!

im not gonna put this under a cut btw no need to make you click anything extra

first - youre probably not gonna like it very much but you need to rest your hands.

pain is our bodies way of telling us to stop, and its important that we listen to that information and respect it to keep us from doing more harm to ourselves! be patient. pushing it too soon means its gonna take longer to get back into creating. it sucks, i know, but its the sad truth.

this means staying away from holding things, especially heavier things like a phone, big cups, handling heavy groceries, etc. mobile phones are very important to stay from as much as possible, not just because they can be heavy, but the way we hold them is ususally not good for our hands, wrists, elbows, or necks anyway.

if you do need to handle your mobile phone, place it on a surface. hold it yourself as little as possible!

if your mobile phone or mobile device is all you have, it might be worth investing in holders, external keyboards, and wireless mice, if you think this is long term for you. the reason i invested in a computer is 100% for this reason. i just cant do phones very well anymore.

this can also mean trying to avoid things that require fine motor control like twist off caps, writing with a pen, doing up buttons, tying shoe laces, etc. i also try to stay away from skinny objects that require me to flex my hand tighter is harder on me also. if you trusy someone enough, even ask someone else to brush your hair for you.

when my hands are bad, i switch to using my cutlery in a baby grip instead of the way i was taught for 'manners'. Holding my fingers that way, especially while holding an object, strains my ligaments, joints, etc.

if you have problems with your hands a lot, buying thick handled cutlery like this kiddo is holding wouldn't be a bad idea! thats one thats on my to do list. theres lots of equipment out there thats made for troubled hands, its definitely worth looking into. hell, even straws for drinking are mucho valuable! same with paper plates and plastic cutlery that are lighter. make things easy for yourself wherever you can if you can.

second - ergonomics.

ergonomics are SO IMPORTANT. again, how we hold our hands can contribute a lot to injury and reinjury, which means its important to be mindful of that.

a lot of this is gonna be computer centric but i'd still suggest at least reading the links if you dont have one.

my biggest problem area is technically my wrists, so i need to pay special care to them in particular. because im on the computer a lot, this means creating a keyboard and mouse set up thats as supportive to healthy arm/wrist/hand posture as possible.

if youre up to it id suggest reading this link -> https://ergonomictrends.com/proper-ergonomic-typing-posture-at-computer/

and this link -> https://creakyjoints.org/living-with-arthritis/text-type-less-pain-arthritis/

not everything in here is applicable to me but i found the pencil test in particular very helpful! please be careful of the stretches in here - if youre already injured it does NOT take a lot to make it worse.

now, it can be easy to think an ergonomic computing setup costs a lot of money, cus capitalism is a tricky bitch, but things like stuffed animals , ice packs, and shifting tables around has helped me to get an ergonomic set up.

also, id worry less about screening for typos, capitalization, etc, in general. on a keyboard capitalization requires flexing the hand. if youre in a state, give yourself permission not to bother, and typos on tumblr dot com fit right in.

THAT SAID, thats in regards to typing specifivally. while helpful, i do find theyre a bit less helpful with my mouse.

that said

four - the mouse.

the mouse is actually the easiest part of computing for me personally. theres lots of ways that it can be used that i can effectively manage my pain - switching hands, using different parts of my hand, different positions, etc. that said i think if theres anything ergonomic worth buying, itd probably be an ergonomic mouse.

now im not sure what your set up is but on windows computers in the start menu theres a list of tools under ease of access

i use the on screen keyboard to do my typing because im voice-shy lol uwuw

BUT and this could also be mega valuable if you only have a phone

you can use voice to text to write

This is an option thats possible on mobile and desktop devices, and tbh if youre having hand pain, dont mind speaking out loud, but still want to write i'd really suggest this!!! it would allow you to rest your hands so they can heal while still getting out those creative energies so you can balance your emotional well being too.

alright, now...

this is the part i feel would need the most disclaimers, and would suggest that if you do this you ask for help, be they from your pharmacy, from other people who share your specific condition, or if possible a doctor.

It's basically the rest of RICE, plus some, but its easy to do more damage with them, so take care.

-> Elevate. Depending on the kind of injury, elevation can take the stress off and improve blood circulation to the area so it heals better.

-> ice/heat. this one is very easy to fuck up so be careful but switching between ice and heat can help relieve pain and speed up healing a smidge, depending on your condition. Ice works better for me because mine is an inflammatory disease and heat draws in blood to the area - this is how it helps progress healing iirc but also means extra inflammation. cold does the opposite so thats my preference.

-> compression and stability. wrist braces can help keep your hands supported while they heal, compression gloves are another one thats good for. well a lot of things but specifically circulatory issues that can mean pain. These NEED to be fitted for best results so if you can't get any customized to you talk to a pharmacist - most drugs stores will have these in stock. also they look cool >) a brace is not the same as a compression glove so keep an eye out! its easy to make mistakes when we're in pain. be kind to yourself.

-> over the counter pain medications. again, ask your pharmacist. which ones you can or can't take will be dependant on you. these can include topicals btw!! I don't use topicals because I have cats i don't want to poison, but my mom does. we have the same condition and she found that warming creams with CBD in them were especially beneficial for her hand pain. if you don't mind shelling out money and there's a Chinese medicine practitioner in your area, my mom has also had a TON of success with our local one's topicals and acupuncture. But again, this is usually a pretty expensive option, and rightfully so imo.

i personally found these fuckers to be very helpful, but i can't take them anymore because they interact another med i'm on now. but again this sort of thing is something to be careful with, especially if you're worried about your liver or kidneys or stomach lining. if you need to, don't be shy about getting someone else to open this for you. even at the store if you have to go by yourself!!!

-> i try to be careful of what i eat. if you struggle with this, please, please be mindful of not triggering yourself, and just skip to the next point.

that said, some foods do seem to aggravate or even trigger inflammation. while i cant afford to stick to an anti-inflammatory diet, I can be mindful of moderating things like my sugar and alcohol intake. a little treat is fine once in a while but i do try to shop with a preference for products that are under 15% of sugar/serving, or find products with stevia in them. for some reason aspartame seems to increase my pain levels.

also try to drink a lot of water. its hard to heal when we're dehydrated! if you can, use a straw so you dont have to hold your cup!!

five - again, try to get as much rest as you can.

if youre in a significant amount of pain, which it sounds like you are, the sleep you're getting probably isn't very restful, and your body and mind are going to have a lower threshhold for exhaustion anyway because

pain is tiring. straight up, it's exhausting. this also means your mood is probably gonna take a fuck of a hit if you're anything like me, and if you have a mental illness and/or are neurodivergent you might have a little more trouble with self management for a bit, so play close attention and baby yourself as much as possible. use your skills. if you need help finding some i do have some uploaded on my tumblr under the tag

'mental health resources'

so above all, i reiterate, whenever possible, give yourself permission to just do nothing. veg the fuck out. be patient, and seek out things you can still enjoy.

six - that said, do try to keep moving at least a little bit.

it can be possible to guard body parts over much and lead to more injuries with over compensating or if the area becomes 'locked'. it can also just mean that we need to build up our strength again. once you or your doctor or pharmacist even thinks its safe, try little itty bitty stretches. test and challenge your range of motion. this is why i'm so aggro about drawing when i can lmao but DON'T push it.

seven - self compassion meditations.

i thought these were hoaky until i did them in a therapy group and now im hooked LOL

now, which meditations i use when im in pain are...i need to be picky about them. grounding meditations in particular really seem to bring my pain top of mind and make it worse. but self compassion meditations are ones i've found some success with, and these are applicable to mental illness as well.

here's 2 ive gone thru and i think theyre decent

the above does need your hands but i found this one in particular to be very effective for my pain actually. PLEASE modify the instructions as you see fit to care for your pain!!

At the end of the day though the thing that's helped me most was getting treatment for my condition and following it as close as possible.

i'm wishing you luck and compassion and patience nonny. sending you strength. please find as many reasons to make every moment as enjoyable as possible - listening to music, watching your favourite show, snuggles - anything that lifts you up spiritually and emotionally and mentally that you can. feel your feelings, but give yourself enrichment so the next minute, hour, tonight, tomorrow, day after, next week, next month, is something you can still look forward to.

hope you feel better soon.

[pinktatertots99]

24: you need to leave for musashi and kenshirou cause angst also im happy you had a good day.

damn been a while since someone deliberately wanted angst from me lol.

nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog

24: “ You need to leave. ”

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“six, three, four.” kenshirou stated aloud as musashi slinged his roped bag onto his back. “yeah yeah i know i’m gettin there inu-chan.” he chuckled as he put his hands up. ken felt like he needed a minute seeing him now. out of his inmate outfit he was wearing a black blazer that zipped down halfway with no undershirt and sleeves moved up halfway on the arms, flowy reddish brown pants, flip flops and with the blindfold still on himself, his wrists, ankles and neck he had a pair of visors on a chain around his neck for use. it was so...so odd seeing it.

“oi puppers.” he snapped out of it and shook his head as he cuffed him. “follow.” he commanded as the inmate obeyed. as they walked they could hear cheers from the residence of building 4, the dogs barking and threatening to bite his knees if he ran while hitoshi waved saying he’d bring treats to his place later.

both boarded the ship to the mainlands in no time and standing on the waiting dock. “...to think, this’d be the last time you wear handcuffs when leaving somewhere.” kenshirou mumbled aloud as musashi chuckled. “i’ll probably still put my hands out to be cuffed even though no one’ll be around to cuff em.” ken just hummed, not getting the satisfactory of humor like musashi had for that as they stood, the trip feeling so long but too short at the same time. he didn’t want to see how close they were getting to land or how much more distant nanba was getting.

the ship soon landed. other inmates with their guards or supervisors were boarding off it, musashi and kenshirou being last as they stood on the docks, sunset looming over them as kenshirou hesitantly and slowly took the cuffs off. the german male rubbed his wrists. “heh...it’s weird, ya’d think someone would like it being uncuffed, this feels, so off though heh.” he smirked still, pulling out a bendable walking stick.

a bark echoed as both looked over, seeing a white hot pink eyed kishu staring at them with a harness and handle attatched to it’s harness. both leaning down and petting the dog. “i’ll be in your care then miss...” musashi trailed off as he felt the tag that was conviniently in Braille. “gomi? ...ey did ya do this on purpose pup?” he looked to kenshirou’s direction and smirked as ken coughed lightly. “i wanted to make it easy for you. there’s a translation in english, german and japanese her name on the back depending on where your going.”

“man first the visor, the stick, now a seein eye, at this point puppy i’m thinkin your trying to take yourself with me huh?” he chuckled lightly to himself as ken rolled his eyes but smiled lightly. as both got up musashi took hold of the stick and gomi, both staring at eachothers direction.

“...don’t you need to leave?” musashi asked as ken snapped out of it. “mean, your boat’s gonna leave shortly pup. unless you can doggy pad-” he was cut off as he felt the sudden jolt of kenshirou leaping to him lightly, holding him firmly as nuzzling into his shoulder. musashi stood there looking upwards with a neutral face...and smiled as he moved one hand to hug him back and the other to pet his head. “your awful at hiding your emotions puppy.”

“shut up.” he choked out, almost sounding and looking ready to cry. musashi gave a light chuckle as he petted him. it seemed time just stopped as they stood there, musashi patting his back lightly. “you need to leave.” musashi said lightly, both pulling away as ken lightly brushed his sleeve over his eye.”i’m...proud of you, in-...musashi.” he stated, musashi feeling the heat of the sunset and those words hitting him, smiling brighter.

“hey, before ya go.” he moved his hands to his face. ken watched as he slowly unvieled his binds from around his eyes. the cuts on them seemed healed enough as he kept them closed enough to hand them to him. “something to remember me by.” he said as ken took them. “b-”

“i got a visor pup no worries.” musashi stated as he put the visor on easily, taking the handle and stick back from gomi’s mouth. “use it as a ponytail holder or something. i’ll see ya around though pup. thanks.” he soon started turning his back and walking off into the sunsetted city, ken’s mouth slightly open, closing, and smiling lightly as he nodded and took a swift turn back to the ship.

.........

extra footsteps echoed the hall as hitoshi paused to look behind himself. “oh supervisor your back! did musashi-san get back sa-” he paused as the supervisor passed by. “oh supervisor where did you get that hair accessory from!?” he asked excitedly as kenshirou looked back and stopped. holding his ponytail was a familiar black ribbon that was tied into a low hanging bow due to it’s length. he smiled.

“was a parting gift.” he stated as he walked off again, hitoshi cocking his head confused but quickly realizing and smiling as he continued his way down the hall following the supervisor suite.

[hermannsthumb]

ok to kick off october (aka the month of halloween) bc its officially past midnight heres a little ficlet i tweeted the concept of a few weeks back! some classic “hermann gets dragged along into a corny fake haunted house and newt is the semi-incompetent worker who keeps flirting instead of actually trying to scare him” au meetcute. also dedicated to @newts-geiszler and @ee-void, the former who indulges me in all my halloween newmann talk, the latter who drew VERY cute art of this on twitter. im gonna make this longer for ao3 lol

The house is large, full of dark corners and artificial fog, fake, too-red gore splattering the walls, the hardwood floors, and cobwebs—these quite possibly real—hang from the chandeliers and wall-set candle holders. It all looks a bit like the set for some bad horror movie. Something that would come on the television at midnight that Hermann would deliberately skip over. “Forty dollars,” he sniffs, as he waits in line with Tendo, Mako, and Raleigh, “for this.”

Piercing, electronic screams drift through the shadowy doorway. The line moves forward. “Look, it’s totally worth it,” Tendo insists. “We’ve done this—what, how many times?”

“Three times,” Mako says. She smiles at Hermann. “It is fun.”

A “zombie”—face green, clothing hanging from its body, groaning—ambles past them, nearly bumping into Hermann, and Raleigh takes a small step between it and Mako.

By the time their group is ushered inside fully, three more zombies and a vampire have wandered by and Hermann is more than ready to go home. His leg isn’t aching him—not yet—but his head is, and it’s been a long day and it looks as though there are a great many stairs to climb in the house. And the flashing strobe lights aren’t helping anything. “Where first?” Tendo says, and points at a little signpost listing the different attractions the house has to offer. Knife-wielding serial killers are delegated to the dining room and kitchen, evidently, vampires to the master bedroom, bloodthirsty scarecrows to the field beyond the house and the undead! to the graveyard beyond that. “Your pick, Hermann!”

Whatever will get them out of here faster. There’s a large group clogging the main entrance that leads to the dining area and Hermann doesn’t particularly fancy standing around anymore, so he examines the sign for their other options. “Basement?” he says.

“The mad scientist’s lab,” Tendo says, lowering his voice ominously, and Hermann sighs.

A few people in costume leap out at them on their journey to find the basement, or, the mad scientist’s lab: a man in a hockey mask wielding a bladeless (and blood-splattered) chainsaw, a villain Hermann recognizes from one of those countless 1980s slasher flicks, a murderous and fanged clown. Much to the delight of Mako, Tendo, and Raleigh, and much to the disinterest of Hermann. He spares a glance at his phone when they finally descend upon the lab. Half past nine. Hermann would normally be in bed by now.

The mad scientist’s lab is decked out in sterile metal, flickering overhead lights, and shelves lined with strange disembodied things in jars. Hermann catches sight of some sort of animatronic Frankenstein’s monster-esque creature strapped to a metal table. That’s all there seems to be. It’s terribly anti-climatic. “Shouldn’t someone be jumping out at us?” Raleigh says, as they stand there staring.

A door swings open, and a short man in thick glasses and a lab coat stumbles in. He’s covered in more fake blood from his face to his clothing and holding what appears to be a large alien brain in a jar. “Shit!” he hisses. He nearly drops the jar in his haste to get to the side of the strapped-down creature, and he’s muttering under his breath. Hermann finds him oddly charming. Tendo and Mako are snickering.

When it’s clear the man won’t be leaping at them or stabbing himself with a retractable knife or any of the host of other things Hermann’s seen others do tonight, he can’t help but say “Are you meant to be scary?”

The man prods the animatronic creature one last time and turns his attention to them once more. “Uh. Obviously,” the man says, and he holds up his bare hands. “You see any gloves here?” He taps at his glasses. “Any goggles? I’m a walking OSHA violation, man. I’m a fatal lab accident waiting to happen.” The animatronic creature suddenly jerks to life with a deep yell, sitting up ramrod-straight and fighting its bonds. The man also yells, in surprise, and he falls back and does drop the jar this time. “Fuck! Now it works.”

Hermann has a hard time stifling his laugh; his colleagues are not even trying. “Are you quite alright?” Hermann says, as green liquid and the fake rubber of the brain ooze across the floor.

The man hauls himself to his feet, brushing off his bloody lab coat, and shoots Hermann a broad smile. “Yep! Yep. All good. Technical difficulties. All minor, though.” He ducks out of sight again, presumably for a broom.

“Come on,” Tendo says, grinning, and nudges the small of Hermann’s back.

They wander on through the basement. The short “mad scientist” they left behind isn’t the only thing to see down there, but he was certainly the only one that caught Hermann’s eye, and the rest of it passes by in a blur. They’re ascending the staircase once more—Hermann, slower up it on account of his cane, bringing up the rear—when a familiar face pops up in a gaping hole in the wall.

“Hi,” the mad scientist says, not making any move to shout or make a grab for Hermann. He’s just leaning on the jagged wood.

“Hello,” Hermann says, and frowns. “Shouldn’t you be—”

“Jumping out at you?” he says. “Probably.” He hoists one leg over the hole, then the other, much to the surprise of Hermann, then lands heavily on the staircase just behind Hermann. He dusts off his lab coat.  “So,” the mad scientist says, “uh, I’m Newt. What’s your name?”

“Hermann.” It’s hard to make out Newt’s face from underneath the makeup and fake blood and the poor lighting to boot, but he has pleasantly round cheeks and a very nice smile that Hermann likes instantly.

“Hermann,” Newt repeats, and then goes and spoils the moment by waggling his eyebrows ridiculously. “You come here often, then?”

Hermann makes a face and begins ascending the stairs once more. “Not if I can help it,” he says. He’s lost Mako, Tendo, and Raleigh, but he’s got a new companion, evidently—Newt’s trailing after him, hands shoved into his lab coat pockets.

“Not your scene?” Newt says.

Hermann shakes his head.

“Well, don’t worry,” Newt says, and winks cheekily. “I’ll protect you from—fuck—!” An animatronic skeleton swings out at them from another gaping hole in the wall, and Newt jumps and grabs onto Hermann’s left arm.

“How heroic,” Hermann says dryly, and pats Newt’s hand. Newt does not let go, but Hermann finds he doesn’t really mind. “Why are you working here, exactly?” It doesn’t seem like Newt’s scene, either.

“I’m part time for the season,” Newt says, eyeing the dangling and fairly innocuous skeleton nervously. “I just love Halloween.” They step up another few stairs. Nothing else jumps out at them; Newt starts to relax. And talk more. “I’m a full time biologist, though,” he says. “So the mad scientist shtick isn’t totally a shtick.” He plucks at his lab coat. “I actually stole this from work.”

“You’ve covered it in fake blood,” Hermann says. “Doesn’t that count as some sort of contaminate?”

“Maybe,” Newt says, and shrugs. “I never actually wear it. Anyway, what do you do?”

“I teach maths at the university nearby,” Hermann says, and Newt’s face lights up.

“Oh!” he says. “This—” he waves his hand over Hermann’s—sensible—cardigan, tweed blazer, and glasses chain, “—isn’t a costume, then? I thought you were supposed to be a librarian or something. Math professor makes a lot more sense, though. Cool.” Hermann supposes he should be offended over the jab as his appearance, but Newt’s endearing in some odd, infectious sort of way. Like a particularly animated and particularly resilient weed.

They’ve reached the top of the staircase and Hermann’s colleagues are nowhere in sight, so he doesn’t let go of Newt’s hand quite yet. They wander out to the front of the house together, through a kitschy little graveyard of Styrofoam headstones engraved with terrible puns and more rolling fog.

“My shift’s over in five minutes,” Newt suddenly says, casual. He’s watching Hermann from the corner of his eye. “Just so you know. If you wanted to ditch this place and, uh, grab a drink or something.”

“A drink,” Hermann says, and then he realizes what Newt’s implying. “Oh. Yes. I would like that.” He doesn’t imagine Tendo will be too upset if he calls it a night early. Especially considering the circumstances: Newt is even nicer to look at in the moonlight, faux blood splatters and all (and he does hope Newt has a change of clothing, or else they may not be let in to any bars), and though Hermann isn’t the type to run around falling for handsome strangers at Halloween attractions something about Newt feels different.

“Ha! Awesome!” Newt’s near-bouncing on his feet with excitement and beaming at Hermann, which is probably why he doesn’t see the chainsaw-wielding man in the hockey mask from before until he leaps out right in front of them. Newt swears loud enough to wake the dead and undead alike. “Shit! Okay,” he says, as Hermann smothers his laughter behind his hand and the man in the hockey mask crouches behind a tombstone once more, “I’m so over this.” He starts dragging Hermann towards the exit. “Let’s go, Hermann.”

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Camping trip- JJKxReader

1,850 words/ fluff story.

"Are you ready for the camping trip babe?”  Your boyfriend, Jungkook, said as he slammed the packed trunk down.  “I got everything in the trunk and the boys are waiting for us there."  

"Yeah, I just had to get the bug spray and sunscreen bottles.  Let's goooo!" You said that last part playfully as you got into the car.  Putting both bottles into the cup holder.  Then quickly buckled up (safety first kids 👌).    

We headed off to the Noeul Campground.  We've only been there once, so we had to use the annoying ass GPS to get there.  Her voice gets on my nerves.  So robotic and to be honest, a little creepy.  

The drive from Seoul to the camp ground was about a 40ish minutes drive.  On the way there, we headed to a convenience store and got some snacks then headed off again.  

"How can you eat those?!  Wasabi almonds are gross Y/n." Jungkook said in a disgusted manner, scrunching up his face at the thought of the taste.  

"Yah! Leave me and my delicious almonds alone, banana milk boy. "  You retorted stuffing some more of them in your mouth, feeling the quick burn of the wasabi.  

"Yoongi Hyung should've never given you some.  You're obsessed with these babe.  I'm gonna have to contact the producer of 'My Strange Addiction' then have them show you on it."  He joked.  You  slapped his shoulder.  You didn't hit him super hard though, because he is driving after all and we don’t want to get into a crash.

"Yah!  I'm not obsessed, I just like these a lot.  Anyways, aren't we almost there?"  You said annoyed by Jungkook’s joke.  You folded up the bag of the wasabi almonds, sunscreen, and bug spray.

"Yeah, just a few more miles till we get there.  So about... 12 minutes or so till we get there." He guessed.  "Also, we gotta hurry and build the tent cuz I wanna go hiking and sightseeing."  

"Alright, I'll text the boys to get started on that.  So when we do get there they'll have most of it done."  You sent the boys in the group chat to get started on building the tents and settle everything down.

IN THE GROUP CHAT: JIN’S BABIES

Y/N:  Yo! We are almost there, could y'all get started on the tents?  JK wants to go hiking

JOONIE:  Oh hey Y/N, alright we can do that ASAP. 

JIN:  Text us when you guys get here.  Also, remember that cute hispanic girl from my acting class? Amanda Perez? Well she came with us on the trip too

Y/N:  Yeah I remember her.  She’s in my Psychology class.  Quiet girl but nice tho 

JIN:  She doesn’t talk to a lot of people, but once you get to know her, she’ll yap her mouth off.  She reminds me of Yoongi in that way a lil bit

YOONGI:  Yah! Hyung, Y/N,  do me a favor and shut the fuck up! Im tryna sleep but my phone keeps going off and vibrating!

Y/N:  Yoongi it like 2 in the afternoon! Stay the fuck awake you grumpy old coot! 

YOONGI: Brat 😤 I’m not an old coot!

Y/N:  I said grumpy old coot lol

Jimin:  She right tho hyung lmaoooooo

~

A few more minutes had passed after you had turned your phone off and rested your eyes for a bit.  Enjoying the car ride.  Songs by Playd3ad played in the background.  You didn’t notice that we had neared our destination.  

“Take a right turn and you have reached your destination.” The GPS lady had said in that annoying monotone robotic voice.  You opened your eyes and turned to Jungkook turning into a parking spot.  

“Hey beautiful, we’re here~”  He said ruffling my hair, making it even more messy than it already is.  Since I hadn’t brushed it this morning.

 He took the keys out of the ignition.  I texted the boys that we’re here.  I grabbed the two bottles out of the cup holder before he got out of the car.  He then got out and opened my door for me, since both of my hands were full.  I whipped my head down and put my hair up in a ponytail. Then Jungkook popped open the trunk and pulled out 3 big fluffy blankets, our bags, and the mini grill.  Handed me the blankets and he carried the rest down to the spot where we’d meet the crew.  

“Hey lovebirds!  Took ya long enough!” Tae said, taking the blankets from my hands and both bags from JK and placing them in one of the “rooms” in the huge tent.  You rolled your eyes at Taehyung’s statement.

“Hey guys, where do I put the grill?” JK asked, holding said object and waved it around.  

“Just put right over there for now.  We’ll figure it out later after our hike.” Namjoon said pointing at a spot near the fire pit. 

You sat in the red camping chair that was next to Amanda’s purple camping chair.  Who was playing in the ashes in the fire pit with a stick.   

“Hey Amanda.  Lovely day isn’t it?” 

“Oh, hey, Y/N.  Yeah it’s a good day to go camping.”  She said shyly, still doodling in the ashes.  

“Hey Jimin? Where did you put that huge ice chest?  I was gonna put the soju bottles in there.” Yoongi asked, holding up the box of bottles.

“In my ‘room’ of the tent.  Ice should already be in it, as well as a variety of sodas, water bottles, and a variety of sub sandwiches for the ones who have a ‘special’ diet.” Jimin said, signing quotations on the word special.  Jimin was talking about you and Jungkook’s diet, since you’re both pescetarians and eat fish for a “meat”.

“K, thanks Chim.” Yoongi said before leaving to go into the tent to fill the chest up some more.  

“Hey Yoongi? Can you get me a water bottle, please?” You yelled so he could hear you.

He didn’t say anything back, so you figured he didn’t hear you. 

Jungkook came out of the tent with his arm wrapped around Yoongi’s neck.  

“Here Y/N.  I stuck my entire arm in the ice chest to get the coldest one.  You’re welcome.”  He said coldly.  You would have to know Yoongi to understand his...odd ways of kindness.  You’ve known him since you were in high school together. We lived in the same neighborhood, so we walked to and from school together often. 

“Thanks, Frosty.”  You said smiling.  Frosty was a nickname you gave him because he would eat them all the time for “breakfast”, and because he kinda comes off a little cold if you don’t know him.

“Yeah, whatever, tiny.”  

“I am only two inches smaller than you! I ain’t that short!”  You said defensively.  You stood up and crossed your arms, sighing loudly.  “I may be tiny, but everyone knows that I got the bigger di-”

“Okay! And who wants to go on that hike?” Jungkook yelled, clapping his hands, cutting you off before you could finish your sentence.  

You glared at your boyfriend for cutting you off.  But took the bug spray and sunscreen out of the cupholder in your chair and sprayed them both on.  Then handed it to the next person, until everyone who wanted to join was protected from bug bites and sun burns.  

~

The nature trails were gorgeous in every aspect of the word. The weather is just perfect today; not too hot, sunny, a light breeze blowing, feels great. The trees are so green and flowers are in full bloom. Spring is finally here! Your favorite season.  

Jungkook held your hand, swinging it as you both walked the trail together.  He looks so happy to be with you and his best friends in this place, all together.

We were at the end of the trails and started at the big, beautiful, rocky caves.   Ready to be climbed on.  

“Now be careful guys.  I don’t want anyone falling off and/or getting injured.  Alright?”  Jungkook said, gathering everyone in a group circle, like a shepherd and the sheep.  “Now, I want everyone to pair up with a partner.  I of course, will be with, Y/N.”  He smirked, turning to face you and planted a chaste kiss on your lips.  

“Alright.”  Everyone said in unison.  Finding a partner amongst themselves.  Jungkook and you, Jin and Amanda, Namjoon and Hobi, and last but not least, Yoongi, Jimin, and Taehyung.  

Everyone climbed up to the top and screamed and shouted how they were “Kings’ of the world!”  Which made you laugh at first, then you figured, why not join in on the fun as well.  As you screamed at the top of your lungs, 

“I’M THE QUEEN OF THE WORLD!”

Jungkook placed his arm around my waist raising his fist in the air screaming as well.  When we were done, he took my chin in his hand and kissed me passionately and sweetly.  We both smiled and laughed into the kiss enjoying the moment.  Everyone whooped and hollered, we laughed and you broke the kiss.  Jungkook looked deeply into your eyes and took a deep breath in before he spoke.  

“I love you so much, Y/N.  You make me the happiest man alive.  I don’t know where I’d be if I hadn’t met you.  You’ve changed my life and the way I look at life now.”  

You laughed at his words, know how he says the darnest things at random moments.  “I love you too, Kookie.”  

He got down on one of his knees.  “So… Will he marry me, Y/N?”  He took out a tiny box from his jean pocket, opening it up to reveal a black and white diamond engagement ring with a rose gold band.  The same one you were both looking at Jared’s a couple month’s back.  You admired the ring’s unique pattern and look.  You were so surprised by his action, you just stood there, mouth wide open, and bug eyed.  

“I-I… Jungkook…” You started to say, but your voice broke and tears started to leak from your eyes.  Your hand covering your mouth.  Everyone around you looked nervous, wondering what you’re about to say.  I wiped my tears with my hands and took a deep breath in, then looked into his deep brown eyes.  

“Jungkook, yes!  Yes, I’ll marry you!”  I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him once again. 

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