#arne johnson x reader

[janetsboys]

X readers list

heyyy here are all the characters i can write fanfics about if you’d like to request something (⚠️read my bio)

i’m a she/her and i don’t really feel comfortable writing with other genders than female because i can’t really know what they feel if you understand what i mean? thank you for your comprehension <3

- mike schmidt (five nights at freddy’s)

- carl gallagher (shameless)

- finnick odair (the hunger games)

- thor odinson (mcu)

- lo’ak sully (avatar twow)

- rafe cameron (outer banks)

- gally (the maze runner)

- flash thompson (the amazing spider-man)

- arne johnson (the conjuring 3)

- harry osborn (spider-man)

- alex summers (x-men)

i know this is very specific lmao but i have to do this cause they’re the only ones i have inspiration about😭

[horrorslu7]

should I add the conjuring characters to my character list ooor?

[gingeraleluke]

𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: arne johnson x fem!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: arne finds it adorable how reader doesn’t last long, but he needs to fix that.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: smut, fluffy feelings, angry arne, slight degradation kink, oral (fem receiving), swear words obviously, pet names, rough foreplay, dirty talk

𝗔/𝗡: omg okay this is my first time writing fanfiction since i was like 13 okay so bear with me!! also i have never written smut before so i’m sorry if it’s awful!! I DIDNT PROOFREAD THIS SO IM SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES!! this is written based on the character from the conjuring: the devil made me do it. NOT the real person.

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falling in love with your boyfriend arne came in waves, but sexual attraction towards him, didn’t. ever since your first interaction with that man, your thoughts towards him were anything but holy. it wasn’t something that you were proud of. everyone saw arne as a sweetheart, someone who you could call a shoulder to cry on no matter how well you knew him. someone who could be trusted with your drink at a party, and a beautiful man to be seen walking your daughter down the aisle. but thinking about him fucking you senseless? that was something that only y/n thought of. sure, she saw the stares from girls whenever he was pumping gas at the station, or working on a busy street, revving up a chainsaw. the way the sun worked down on his sweaty body, his skin glistening under the light fabric he wore, as he licked his lips and furrowed his brows in concentration. y/n knew she wasn’t the only one craving his attention, but in order to stay sane, she would pretend that the other women simply didn’t exist, and when she finally gained the courage to ask him out (despite how tipsy she had to get to be there) he smiled wider than she had ever seen him. looking up at her, his legs crossed with a water bottle in one hand, blocking the sun with the other, he lightly bit his lip trying to contain his grin as he so-enthusiastically said “i’d love to.” y/n never realized how much he was into her until that day. the way the sun was starting to set, illuminated against his eyes perfectly and if it had been any darker or if she had gotten any drunker, she probably wouldn’t have believed his answer. i mean, how could someone as perfect as arne johnson, agree to date her?

after she sobered up and spent the most magical night with him, she began to see her worth. she started looking in the mirror with the same eyes arne had given her. those eyes that showed his pure admiration. arne johnson had made y/n love herself.

y/n has been arne’s girlfriend for almost a year now, and every minute she spent with him, she would give her all. there truly was never a dull moment between the two. her past boyfriends were nothing compared to him. there wasn’t anything the the world that made her feel the way that arne made her feel. that filled her up the way he did.

it scared her at first. knowing just how much power he had over her, but frankly, she stopped giving a fuck. she stopped suppressing her moans whenever he bottomed himself into her, she stopped pretending she wasn’t head over heels in love with him whenever they had a disagreement. arguments never lasted long with them. she couldn’t go an hour without kissing his soft lips or combing through his hair with her fingers. her friends began to joke that she was obsessed with him, but deep down y/n knew they were right. arne johnson became her addiction and she found herself constantly needing a fix.

when shit hit the fan with the glatzel family, arne immediately became irritable. he would constantly find himself more needy and emotional. babysitting david didn’t feel like a job for him anymore. arne saw david as a little brother and knowing that something so awful as a demon could have their grip on him, drove him crazy, and the worst part was knowing he couldn’t do anything about it.

she wanted to keep him as far away from the house as possible when he got like this. he threw his keys on the kitchen counter of their shared apartment, the loud clanging noise breaking her from her thoughts. she could feel his eyes burning into her skull the whole time. y/n immediately kicked off her shoes and made her way to the bedroom to get changed. she peeled off her sweater and started unbuttoning her jeans. meanwhile, arne found himself having a temper tantrum in the living room. he turned the tv on and flipped through channels before stopping at the sound of a moan. a scene of a woman being pressed against a door played. the film was black and white, her hair curly and dark, as she smiled with her teeth through her deep lipstick.

“why, i’d never misbehave, mr. bradley!”

arne broke his composure, looking over his shoulder to make sure y/n wasn’t watching. the scene was lewd and filled with innuendos while still being classy enough for television. his eyes were glued to the softporn, as the couple began making out.

“i know you wouldn’t. not to me you wouldn’t.”

the tall man began nipping at her neck as she let out a loud giggle. arne found himself imagining y/n as the woman on the screen instead. he imagined her in that tight white dress she loved so much, her leg wrapped around his as she moaned lightly in his ear. arne rushed to turn it off before sitting in the silence, a bulge now evadent in his trousers.

“fuck.” he muttered, his eyes a darker tint than normal, as he looked back at the hallway before deciding to walk in.

y/n was now in nothing but one of arnes shirts and panties. she sat under the blanket, reading through a book. she was ready to go bed, before her boyfriend towered through the door, lustfully looking down at her.

“are you okay?” she asked, immediately worried considering how upset he was earlier. he approached her as she sat up, still under her favorite blanket. he didn’t say anything and just simply stood infront of her, looking down at the girl. the way he looked at her, made a chill run up her spine. he had never looked at her that way before. the arne she was looking at, didn’t look like her oh-so-sweet arne she fell in love with. but, she kind of liked it. y/n was embarrassed to admit that her panties were starting to get wet just by seeing the way he looked down at her. like he was going to destroy her.

“arne?” her voice trembled as his eyes trailed down her body. “give me your hand.” he growled, his eyes flicking back up to meet hers. y/n’s eyes widened as she tried to figure out just what the fuck was going on.

“umm, okay.” she shuffled closer to the edge of the bed and held her hand out, assuming he wanted to hand her something. instead he roughly grabbed her wrist making her yelp, and turned her hand flat against his chest. her eyes were glued to her fingers as she watched him move her right hand under his shirt and start to trail up his abs. he stared at her desperately the whole time.

“babe.. what are you doing?” she became breathless and grew more anxious by the second. arnes lips slightly curved up, smirking down at her before holding his big hand up against hers, making her feel his warm skin.

“you know how disappointing you are?” y/n found it hard to swallow as she looked up at her boyfriend in terror. never has he ever talked to her like this. it was almost like he was possessed.

“i- i’m sorry?” she lightly shook her head, looking into his eyes, waiting for this spell on him to break. her mind was racing a thousand miles a minute and her mouth became dry, unlike her panties.

arnes jaw hung low as he pressed his tongue against his cheek. he looked smug and amused by y/n’s obliviousness.

“it’s so easy to make you cum, i mean you’re already dripping when i’m just getting started.” he roughly yanked her arm and she perched herself on her knees, balancing on the bed and immersed by the words he was saying.

“well, i-“

“and it’s like that every fucking time.” their faces were now almost touching. she could feel his hot breath against her face and she was too scared to breathe. this was undeniably turning her on. a smile stayed etched on his face, as he gulped, his adam’s apple bobbing.

y/n was excited as ever. “i- im sorry arne.”

“no you aren’t.” he spit words of venom, grimacing at her obvious lie.

“if you were, you would spend less time playing with yourself under our sheets, and more time sucking my cock.”

y/n gasped at his words as he dragged her to her feet by her hair. it hurt more than she expected it to, but the euphoria in her veins was enough to numb it. he lifted her up so her body was pressed against his, her legs wrapping around his torso. the blanket that was previously wrapped around y/n’s body, was now draped across the floor.

”you are such a fragile, dirty girl. you know that?”

arne began kissing at her neck, her back up against the bed and his fingers pressed against her heat.

“mmhmm.” y/n’s eyes were screwed shut, as she bucked her hips up to meet his.

“oh, so you admit it?” he pulled away and looked her in the eyes before groaning and grabbing her legs so they were dangling off the bed.

he dropped down to the floor, his hands gripped on y/n’s thighs as her spread her legs open.

“oh fuck, arne.”

“don’t say my name. you don’t deserve to say my name, you fucking slut.” he bit down roughly on her thigh, making her yelp in pain, yet still, she liked it.

“oh my god.” y/n knew she wasn’t going to last long. she never really did. usually they would go rounds spent making her cum over and over again.

“you are so easy to use.” he pressed the pad of his finger up against her entrance, his thumb pressed to her clit. “god i could fuck you all day long. my pretty little y/n”

her back began to arch as she begged him to do something. “be patient, angel.”

arne pulled her underwear down her legs before thrusting his fingers inside her. he didn’t give her any time to adjust and she screamed out praise.

“oh fuck yes fuck!” he smiled up at her obviously pleased by her response.

“does that feel good, baby? you like when i fuck your with my fingers?”

“god, yes please.” she clenched around him as she felt tears start to fall down her face. the speed was  ruthless and the noises her pussy made was enough to embarrass her, the dirty words he whispered just made it worse.

“you are so tight, you know that?” he wrapped his hand against the back of her neck, forcing her to look him in the eyes, the position was uncomfortable but he didnt care.

y/n nodded her head, feeling her wetness drip down her thighs. the heat contained under the shirt she was wearing, made it feel like she couldn’t breathe. her mind was completely empty and all she could feel was arne playing with her body, using her however he wanted to.

“i mean,” he placed a messy kiss right at the bottom of her tummy, before using his fingers to stretch her out further, “i’d fuck you all day if i could, but you are just so pathetic, i can barely even fit inside you.”

at this point, y/n was sobbing, feeling herself overstimulated when arne pulled out, edging her.

“FUCK, no no please, please…”

“please what, princess?” arne smiled up at her, not a wicked smile, but a genuine smile.

“please let me cum, fuck, please. i cant.” nothing y/n was saying made any sense, but arne understood her completely.

“good girl, get up.” y/n looked at him with confusion as he stood up and unbuttoned his shirt a little. if she had a camera, y/n would have definitely snapped a picture of this. his skin was glowing and his hair was a mess. he looked absolutely beautiful.

arne sprawled out on the bed before motioning his girlfriend over with his hand, “come sit on my face baby girl.” the way arne said it was so innocent and effortless that y/n wasn’t sure if she imagined it.

“don’t be shy.” y/n gulped and suddenly felt self conscious. “i know you can’t handle my cock so let’s see if you can handle my tongue.” he pulled her in for a needy, yet romantic kiss, and suddenly all of her worries and doubts faded away. butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she lowered herself onto his face. he quickly started lapping at her clit, making figure eights with his tongue as she whispered praise and sweet nothings before riding his face. his fingernails were engraved in her thighs, leaving marks. he was enjoying this.

he pulled away for a quick second, looking up at her, muttering a quick “so good” before going back for more. his lips sucked on her clit before fucking her with his tongue. the whole scene was so erotic and the fact that he was fully clothed made it even hotter. the absolute neediness was a dream, milking her out until she couldn’t take it anymore. his nose pressed against her clit, moaning her name against her pussy as she came undone all over her face riding out her high. he lightly slapped her ass before kissing her softly, whispering a sweet “i love you” before grabbing her by the neck, forcing her to stand.

the sheets were soaking and her legs were like jello, shaking. she could barely stand still and he knew it. he led her to the ground, making sure she didn’t hurt herself, before placing her on here knees. she looked up at him, batting her eyelashes, waiting for his next move.

he smiled down at her before unbuckling his pants, throwing his belt on the bed and commanding a very needy yet confident request.

“now suck.”

[chososg1rl]

Twisted Ankle

Summary: Arne hurts his ankle at work and Y/N takes care of him but Arne only wants one thing.

Warning(s): cursing (obviously), smut, use of pet names (good girl, love, darling), praise kink, kinda sub Arne?, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, oral (fem and male receiving), daddy kink, riding, hair pulling, like tiny mention of liking pain?( It’s only like one sentence), choking kink, couch sex.

A/N: this is not proofread bc I’m so tired so enjoy <3

You were at work when you got the call. Arne had fallen off some latter at his work and twisted his ankle. You knew this would happen at some time and when you told Arne your concern he’d said “Don’t worry about it love, I’m careful.” And you took his word for it but here you are now, helping him out the car and into your shared house.

“You know, I knew–”

“I know, you knew this would happen.” Arne laughed lightly, you shook your head and helped him up the stairs, “You know what’ll help me heal? You staying in bed with me all day.” Arne turned to you and kissed you, he grabbed your waist with one arm while the other held onto the railing. You kissed him back, backing away after a few seconds and giving him a soft smile.

“One hour, then I have to clean.” One hour turned into two then to three and so on. All because of Arne's amazing convincing, you’d stay in bed for hours and even fell asleep.

It was six am when arnes alarm clock rang. You groaned at the noise and hit it and turned around, facing Arne and indulging in his warmness.it was a few minutes till you remembered you forgot to clean. You tried to slowly pull away from Arne, trying not to wake him but failed. He woke up with a soft groan and noticed you weren’t next to him so he sat up and saw you looking through your drawers.

“Come back to bed Y/N,” Arne whined, you looked back and shot him a smirk as you pulled out a pair of shorts.

“I have to clean Arne. Your family is coming over tomorrow.” You walked to Arne, bending down to give him a tender kiss. You were about to pull away till Arne pulled you back onto the bed, and over him. You backed away only a few inches and laughed softly, “Arne, I’d love to stay in bed with you and cuddle but I don’t want your family to think we live all dirty, I need to make a good impression.”

“You’ve already met them,” Arne gave you a fast kiss before continuing his sentence, “they love you, you don’t need to impress them.” You shook your head and rolled off him, grabbing the shorts when you got up. You changed into them quickly while Arne watched you. You gave him one last kiss before you started to clean downstairs, sweeping the dirt out and washing some dishes. You were too busy swaying your hips to the song that had been playing, call me by blondie to notice Arne came down the stairs, holding onto the railing tightly, trying not to fall.

When you felt arms wrap around your waist you flinched and turned around instantly to see Arne. You calmed yourself and stop putting away the dishes, “I love this song.” Arne whispered into your ear, giving you a small kiss on your neck.

“I know.” You softly let out when Arne sucked on your sweet spot, “Arne,” you pushed him away lightly and leaned on the counter, wrapping your arms around his neck, “You have to get back in bed, you know what the doctor said.”

“It’s lonely without you.” He groaned, kissing and sucking at your neck again. You laughed a little but the laugh turned into a moan when he sucked on your sweet spot. You felt as if your legs turned into jelly, but you didn’t fall luckily since you held yourself on the counter. You grabbed his cheek and turned his face, giving him a kiss. Both of you made your way to the couch where you don’t have to worry about Arne putting any weight on his twisted ankle.

You pushed him onto the couch, straddling his waist. His hands immediately went to your waist, pulling you closer. You started to kiss his neck, and down his chest to his pants. He looked down at you panting as you pulled down his shorts and his boxers.

You grabbed the base of his cock and kitten licked the red tip that practically begged for attention. Arne let out a breathy moan once you did. Youlooked up at him as you took his red tip into her mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. Arne moaned rather loudly, grabbing onto your hair. You moaned the slight pain, and you took the hint to take him fully. Arne groaned as you bobbed your head up and down, enjoying the sweet noises of Arne groaning and moaning as you did. Arne tightened the grip on your hair, and you knew exactly he was close to his release. You used your hands, jerking off the cock you couldn’t fit in your mouth before you heard Arnes loud moan, his seed pouring into your mouth. You swallowed his cum before getting up and wiping your mouth.

You straddled his waist again, kissing him deeply. Arne moaned into the kiss, wrapping his hand around one side of your throat. While his other hand lifted up your sports bra, exposing your bare chest. You gasped at the air hitting your chest, nipples hardening immediately. Arne kissed the valley of your chest before Arne took your nipple into his mouth;sucking and biting occasionally. You moaned as he did, your hand gripping his hair. He groaned against your chest. You felt his hard on press against your thigh, making you more wet if that was possible. He pulled away and gave you another kiss, gripping your hips, you knew those would maybe be a bruise later but you could care less.

Arne moved you so you were sitting on the couch and he on the floor, you raised your eyebrows in confusion till he looked up at you, holding your shorts. You nodded in consent. Arne pulled down your shorts and panties, kissing the inside of your thighs. He moved your legs to rest on his shoulders. You whimpered at the delicate kissed along the inside of your thighs. He looked up at you one last time before finally licking from your slit to your clit; sucking on it once he reaches your clit. You moaned loudly, covering your mouth with your hand.

“Eh, did daddy say you can cover your sweet moans?” You moved your hand from your mouth, immediately moaning again when he sucked on your clit again. He used one hand to hold down your waist, while he used his other to swirl his thumb around your slit. You were already a moaning mess for the Brunet. He pressed his lean fingers into your cunt, looking up at your face as it twisted in pleasure. You wanted to buck your hips but his hand was holding your waist down.

The coil in your stomach tightened as he continued to eat your out. You could barely keep your eyes open but Arne was enjoying how sexy you looked when you were in ecstasy.

“Ar-Arne I’m gonna—” before you could finish you felt the coil in your stomach unravel. Arne continued to pump his fingers in and out till you finished, panting as you did. You pulled Arne up, moving so you were on top again, kissing him and moaning when you tasted yourself when you kissed him.

“Cmon, ride daddy’s cock.” You moved up, lining your slit up with his cock. Arne moved his hand so he can run his cock through your folds, teasing you. You threw your head back and moaned loudly, before your head was moved to kiss Arne. He pulled you down, holding onto your hips as you sank on his cock. You groaned into his neck, gripping onto his shoulders as you began to move your hips. Arne groaned and held your hips tighter, moving you up and down. You picked up a rhythm, moving your hips up and down, while kissing and sucking on his neck.

“Feel so perfect,baby.” Arne groaned, throwing his head back to rest on the couch. You whimpered at the praise, going faster. “whos this cunt belong to huh?”

“You,” you moaned, Arne wrapped one hand around your throat, not enough to cut your air but enough to cause you pleasure. The coil that was familiar started to twist again in your stomach. Arne added more onto the pleasure when he moved his free hand to draw circles on your clit, making you moan loudly into the crook of his neck. You felt the yourself unravel, not enough time to tell Arne but he knew by how you clenched around him. He groaned as he released his seed into your tight cunt. Your hot breath was on his neck before you flopped beside him, panting heavily.

“How’s your ankle feeling?”

“Perfect.”

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call me

| pairings: arne johnson x reader

| summary: after david’s exorcism encounter arne has been acting strange and you finally find out why.

| warnings: scary arne, angst, fluff?, blood, possessed arne.

| A/N: i’ve seen so many people want an arne fic on tiktok so you ask and i deliver 😩‼️

i wasn’t sure what got him acting like this, he was fine before we went to the glatzel’s house but after he was like a completely different person.

debbie glatzel is my best friend and arne johnson is my boyfriend, arne and i decided to go visit debbie to see how she was doing because she kept telling us something about how david was acting strange ever since they moved into the new house.

it was all a blur to me, arne went to put david to sleep but then there was screaming coming from his room, we all rushed over there, arne holding me to the back protectively, david ran to mr glatzel and stabbed him in his leg and shoved it in and ed grabbed david and we brought him downstairs.

everyone was holding david down as we tried to keep him from hurting anyone, the priest was reading the bible as david or the demon inside of him was laughing over and over again.

“ leave him alone! he’s just a little boy, you coward! ” yelled arne as he tried to get this thing out of him. plates started flying all over the place as priest got knocked in the head, ed quickly rushing to help him, ed got the bible and started to read from it as david laughed again and again, david’s head twisted around as he turned to debbie and laughed, his legs bended as debbie turned to me and yelled. “ david! stop! help me! ”

david slowly started getting up, his back bending as he did so, we all flew back and i hit my head on something hard i could only hear yelling and commotion.

i eventually got up and it looked like whatever was in david got out, i quickly rushed over to arne and pulled him into a hug which he returned, the glatzel’s all hugging, lorraine started yelling to call 911, my head quickly turned over to see what happened and i saw ed on the floor breathing heavily.

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the next morning i decided to let arne sleep in as of what happened last night i couldn’t sleep all night, arne and i pay rent and live with a man named bruno.

i walked in the room and saw arne awake, finally.

“ why’d you let me sleep so late? ” he questioned tilting his head ever so slightly.

“ what do you mean? you need your beauty sleep. ” i laughed as i slowly walked over, he grabbed my waist and put me on top of him as he kissed me slowly.

“ i wish we could stay like this forever. ” he sighed as he stroked my hair softly.

“ me too. ” i smiled

“ we should get out of this town, i mean just the two of us, we can get a big house and we could start a family. ” he said

“ are you serious? i mean i would love to, honestly arne, but i have a family here and you do to and i just started this job i can’t up and quit now, maybe in the future because i would love to start a family with you. ” i said as he looked down sadly but quickly nodded his head in agreement.

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later that day debbie invited arne and i for a small barbecue with there family, we obviously accepted.

“ deb, arne told me this morning that he wanted him and i to get out of this town and get a big house and start a family together! " i said excitedly.

“ did you say yes? did he propose or something?? one second, arne! can you get the small meat tray that’s in the fridge? ” debbie questioned as we both turned our heads to see arne and david playing together.

he turned his head to david and asked him if he was hungry and he nodded and got up and walked inside.

“ i said no, i only said no because i just started a job and we both have family here and we’re too young, i told him once we’re both older we could, just not now. ” i frowned at my own words as debbie sighed and frowned as well.

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arne and i were taking a walk with debbie as a sudden change happened to him, he started acting different, sweat was dripping down his forehead as he fell to the ground.

“ arne! are you okay? “ i brought my hand to his hair and stroked it softly.

and then all of a sudden he grabbed a rock next to him and hit me in the head with it, he got on top of me as he tried to hit me again.

“ what the fuck arne!? ” debbie yelled as she quickly rushed to him and i before he could do anything else she quickly pushed him off of me, tears rolling down my cheeks as i quickly sat up and moved back slowly, blood trickling down the top of my forehead.

another sudden change happened in him like he went back to normal, his eyes widen as he threw the rock away and quickly rushed to me, he hugged me tightly as i tried to push him away.

“ i’m sorry, i’m sorry. i don’t know what got into me.” he pleaded tears rolling down his cheeks, i didn’t know what was happening but i knew that wasn’t arne.

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and then it happened again, arne and i were sleeping peacefully when i felt someone slowly get on top of me, strong hands were around my throat as they choked me, i quickly opened my eyes as i saw arne above me, his eyes shut closed.

i yelled for him to get off of me but he would budge or open his eyes, i did the only thing to get him to stop and i kicked him in his crotch.

his eyes opened suddenly as he quickly removed his hands, his eyes widened again as he got off the bed, i started coughing, trying to gain breath again, i started to sleep in the sofa just for a couple of days, at this point he was scaring me, this was not my arne.

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i finally decided to speak to arne about what’s been going through my mind.

“ what’d you wanna speak to me about, love? ” he smiled as he sat next to me, his smile falling as he looked at my serious face, he cleared his throat.

“ arne.. i think we should take a break, just a couple of days, i honestly don’t know what’s going on with you and it’s getting to the point where you scare me. ” i said a tear rolling down my cheek.

“ what? you’re breaking up with me!? ” he scoffed as he turned his head, jaw clenched, a tear rolling down his cheek.

“ arne, no! it’s just a break for a couple of days, I’ll come back i promise! i love you so much but i just need a few days to clear my head. ” i sighed looking down as i grabbed his hand in mine. he leaned in and kissed me and i kissed him back.

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a week passed and i finally decided to come back, arne and i spent an entire day together, laying in bed cuddling while watching movies and having a picnic that day was perfect and arne was acting fine.

the next day is when it went down hill, arne got sent home early, he looked really pale and not all there. bruno kept bothering him and i could tell he didn’t like it, he kept trying to give him beer when call me started playing.

Color me your color, baby

Color me your car

Color me your color, darling

bruno grabbed arne and gave him a beer, arne tried to drink it failed to and fell on the sofa.

I know who you are

Come up off your color chart

I know where you're coming from

arne was slumped on the sofa as i ran my hand through his hair and asked “ you okay? ”

Call me on the line

Call me, call me any, anytime

Call me I'll arrive

You can call me any day or night

Call me

he stayed quiet and stared straight ahead, bruno grabbed him and brought him up yelling “ let’s dance ”

Cover me with kisses, baby

bruno fell to the ground as arne tried to keep his balance on the dresser.

Cover me with love

Roll me in designer sheets

i yelled “ bruno! oh my lord! no dancing! ” he yelled back “ one dance ”

“ i don’t wanna dance! ” i yelled holding his arm trying to pull him back up.

he grabbed my arm and spinned me around arne watching.

I'll never get enough

Emotions come, I don't know why

Cover up love's alibi

Call me on the line

Call me, call me any, anytime

Call me I'll arrive

i was still jokingly dancing with bruno as i notice arne was gone, i looked around for him and i saw his head peak through the door as concern filled his face, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the room to the hallway with the dogs.

“ arne! arne stop it! what are you doing? ” i yelled as he fell to the ground, i stood behind him a knife falling out of his pocket, bruno came over to arne wondering why he was acting like that when arne yelled and grabbed the knife and stabbed him.

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pt 2??

@greenprisca @partr1dge @gingeraleluke

[callmeforsomeovertime]

Motel Pool

Pairing: Arne Johnson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Arne are a couple for some years now. You´re living together and deeply in love. It´s summer, and you are on a road trip. You stop by a motel for the night, but you can´t sleep. You have a surprise for Arne.

Warnings: 100% fluff, good vibes <3, (romantic) smut

PS: English is not my mother tongue, I repeat for the people in the back: English is not my mother tongue. So please expect some weird mistakes, maybe? I did my very best.

Arne was asleep, but as Y/N pulled the sheet up over her shoulder, he came awake.

It was a summer night

“What‘s wrong, love?“ he asked. “Why can’t you sleep?”

“It is so hot in here…“ she said, “The ceiling fan is broken.”

He got up and got a bottle of water from the minibar, and as he handed it to her he said, “We haven’t had any sleep for almost two days now.”

Y/N took a long pull from the bottle and he could feel her breathing, like a prayer, as she drank.

He looked at her. She was so beautiful.

“I saw a pool outside, we could go for a swim.”

“Yes..“ she said, “I would love that.“

They got up and Arne watched Y/N´s naked body as she put on his shirt.

Y/N saw him and smiled at him. “Just a little swim, Arne, now YOU need to cool off.“

He laughed.

“You like that one?“ she said, “I can give it back to you if you like.“

“No!“ Arne laughed, “You are very hot in my shirt...“

They walked out to the pool area.

He gave her a kiss on the cheek and hopped into the pool, stretching out and up until his head was out of the water as the moonlight just touched his face.

Y/N looked at him for a moment, “Are you going to swim, or are you just sightseeing?“

Arne said, “I am just sightseeing.“ He looked down at her. “But you can swim.“

He looked back at the moon, “Do you think you can swim with that shirt on?“

Y/N smiled and pulled the shirt up and over her head, letting it fall to her feet. She was just wearing her undies now.

Arne blushed.

“You like what you see?“ she asked. She then dove into the water and swam to Arne, who was floating there smiling. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and the young man looked at her like he was seeing her for the first time in his life.

Y/N kissed Arne’s neck and he kissed back. They remained like that for a long time, barely moving.

“I have to tell you something, Arne.“ she said, and as she spoke, her words were like a breeze.

“What?“ he asked.

“I am pregnant.“

Arne closed his eyes, and he could feel the swelling of the love growing inside him.

“You are pregnant?“ he said.

Y/N smiled, “Yes.“

He looked down at her. “I am going to be a father?“ he said.

“I am going to have a child with you!“

Y/N did not reply, she just continued to kiss him, covering his face and neck with kisses, as if she could not get enough of him.

Arne felt her body move as she spoke, her legs tightening around his waist and it was so warm, so wonderful.

He put his hands on her waist and looked into her eyes, “I love you.“ he said.

“I love you, Arne.“ she replied, “I have loved you since the first day I saw you.“

Arne kissed her hard on the lips. He kissed her eyes, he kissed her nose, and he kissed just about everywhere he could reach.

He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight, "I love you. I love you. I love you."

He held her like she was the only thing on earth, the only thing that mattered.

She melted into him with her head on his chest. She ran her fingers through his hair, she traced his jaw, she put a hand on his heart and she felt it beating.

He looked at her. She was smiling.

She looked so happy.

He knew it was true love. He knew it was real. He felt like he was going to explode with happiness.

He kissed her, her lips, her neck, her shoulders, ended up on her breasts.

He felt like he was making love to her just by touching her.

He kissed her neck, “you are so beautiful.“

Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes never leaving his.

“Don’t stop,” she said.

Arne saw the light in her eyes. “I am not stopping.“ He said. They kissed, they kissed and they kissed.

The young man could not get enough of her, could not get enough of the love that was in her eyes.

He reached down and caressed her, exploring her body with his hand, and he felt her shudder. She tightened her embrace with her legs, her body moving against him.

Arne started moving with her, moving against her, feeling her body, the love. She put her hands on his swim trunks, took them off, and pulled them off of him, letting them float away.

Arne felt her hands move up his back, up his neck. He took off her undies and pulled her close.

He could feel her pushing against him, getting closer to him, wanting him, craving him.

Then he felt her body move against him, her legs wrapped around him, her body moving up and down, up and down. He could feel her excitement, her desire moving against him.

She was riding him now, her legs and arms holding him tight to her.

He could feel her thighs meet his, her pelvis moving up and down, into him, against him.

He could feel his own body respond, his breathing, his heartbeat

– he could feel his body rumbling.

He suddenly felt he was going to explode. He had to hold himself together.

He felt her hands on his body, her fingers, her touch, he was so close.

His hands moved to her hips, he could feel the tension in her muscles, he could feel the fire rising inside him. He did not know how he was going to make it through.

He held her tight, he held her tight,

She pushed herself against him, tight, tight

– he felt his body explode with hers.

They were breathing fast, their arms, their legs, tightly wrapped around each other.

There was no need for words, they were just there, in each other’s embrace, in each other’s bodies.

[rat-typewriter]

Arne Johnson General Relationship Hcs

(based off of the conjuring’s Ruairi O’Connor not the real person)

ok so when you and arne first meet - you immediately charmed by his kindness and cutely-awkward demeanour 

he’s so genuine and sweet when he talks and jokes with you - that you can immediately tell that you’re attracted to him

despite this, you’re still incredibly surprised when he confesses his feelings for you

he was pretty awkward - but offered you his goofy grin

he was always surrounded by admirers and treated them all kindly - so that idea that he’d fall for you felt foreign 

but oh so exciting 

you stuttered and blushed before admitting your own feelings

you were absolutely giddy for the rest of the week

the second you were alone you called your friends and squealed down the phone at them

(they were very happy for you)

you’d been together for a long time when the whole possession thing went down

let’s just say that while arne was on trial and in prison you cried a lot

when it all ended - and he was finally released - you still cried a lot

he cried a lot too

the whole thing was pretty traumatic for the both of you

and afterwards you were basically joined at the hip permanently

like you did so much together to make up for lost time

at night you often wake each other up with nightmares and general anxieties

lots of cuddling and holding hands in the dark 

wiping away tears and whispering sweet nothings

OK COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT BUT:

I s t r o n g l y believe that arne wants to have children some day

he’s not so bothered that he’d be upset if you didn’t want to

but i think its definitely a dream of his - since he’s so good with kids

in conclusion:

10/10 sweet awkward guy

Requests open!!

[gar0uu]

you’d still love him (arne johnson)

To love a hazel-eyed boy is to love things everyone else turns their heads away from, to desire after things undesirable, to love things too late and forget things way after they should be forgotten. But you’ll never love a boy like him, ever again. An angel-(devil) standing in the middle of a pool of shallow mortals, whose souls have an ending; a sudden, blunt ending that makes you smack your teeth but go on with your day. His soul is never-ending, never-ending, like the number of pi, like the many questions of how the world ends or begins.  

Plato would stare in astonishment at his soul; ceaseless questions yet no answers. Your heart forms a question mark towards him but you’ll leave his questions unanswered as long as you get to love him for eternity.  

Even as his eyes go empty, you find yourself unafraid. The milky-white-ness reminds you of that morning when he poured milk into his Frosted Flakes. 

You remember joking with him as you two sat at the small table in the middle of the kitchen, trying to ignore the lawnmower going on outside. You remember seeing the milk dribbling down his chin and he giggled like a schoolboy. 

It must be good, you thought and you laughed with him, your heart swelling inside your chest so much you though you might explode in the middle of breakfast. 

You had remembered that you wanted scrambled eggs, but he had forgotten about them when he went to the store the other day. He had pulled the milk out, asking “cereal?” 

You nodded. As long as you got to eat with him, you didn’t care what you ate. The cereal was a little bit stale, but laughing with him at 9:38 on a Saturday morning, his hair messy from sleep, his voice rough...well, the stale cereal tasted like gold.

To simply exist with Arne Johnson was to be alive as you never had before. It was to live a dream and at times, you formed your hands in prayer to a god you thought staler than that morning cereal: I want us to exist forever. I want to live the dream of him everyday, I want to stare into his warm, caramel eyes as I fall  asleep and find them again when I awake. I am free with him. 

Well. Perhaps god was bitter. How dare you love with all your being, as if he couldn’t be gone in a second. It doesn’t really matter how it happened. 

The devil had questions about his soul too, and he wanted to find all the answers. As if that would be an easy feat. 

[slut4arne]

I AM PRACTICALLY BEGGING FOR SOMEONE TO WRITE ARNE SMUT. PLEASE. I HAVE READ EVERY POSSIBLE EVERY ARNE SMUT EVER AND NEED SOMETHING NEW. SOMEONE. PLEASE.

[heavenlybarnesss]

Following my most recent post, just know that as of right now there isn’t a limit when it comes to like, who I’ll write for. I’m super open minded when it comes to writing for anyone in The Conjuring universe so please don’t feel shy! I’d actually really love the opportunity to write for Drew, Arne, Lorraine, etc. It brings me out of my comfort zone, which is what I need! 🥰 Have a great day guys!

[gingeraleluke]

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ 𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗦’ 𝟭𝗞 𝗦𝗟𝗘𝗘𝗣𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥!　ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+

❣︎ in honor of reaching 1,000 followers, i decided to hop on the trend and have a fun little slumber party with you all! i never thought that people would actually read my stories and interact with my posts so this is a huge accomplishment for me. thank you, so so much.

THIS IS NOW CLOSED!

𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤:

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𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤:

♡︎ 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗖��𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗠 𝗜? : send me a little something about yourself and i’ll tell you what spooky creature you are and will write a little headcannon about it! (you can mashup too if you give me a character; for ex; you can ask for your creature dating vinnie hacker)

♡︎ 𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦: tell me your name and i will tell you what smell, color, and things i correlate with you. (i have synesthesia)

♡︎ 𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗦𝗜𝗫𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡: give me your zodiac sign and your three biggest crushes and i’ll tell you who you are more compatible with.

♡︎ 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗠 𝗜?: tell me your favorite album and i’ll give you three songs from that album that remind me of you.

♡︎ 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗛: let’s play mash! pick a fandom and i’ll tell you what your life would be in it!

fandoms included are:

+ that 70’s show

+ friends

+ american horror story

+ the avengers

+ the office

+ supernatural

♡︎ 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗕𝗢𝗔𝗥𝗗: send me some info about yourself and i will make you a moodboard!

𝙁𝙀𝙀𝙇 𝙁𝙍𝙀𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙀𝙉𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙉 𝙊𝙉𝙀 !

𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙎 : 𝙉𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍 20𝙏𝙃 CLOSED

[chososg1rl]

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

✦ - smut

✶ - fluff

✩ -angst

𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

My Boy [Harry Potter] - ✦

Ice Cream Date [Ginny Weasley] - ✶

In The Back [Lavender Brown] - ✦

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋…

Good Girl [tasm!Peter Parker] - ✦

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒…

None yet…

𝐃𝐂...

So Wrong [Dick Grayson] - ✦

[neytirisblog]

OMG!! Can you do one where y/n and Arne are dating and she gets hurt during the exorcism? Lots of fluff please!! Thank you so much you’re writing is AMAZING!!

injuries

| pairings : arne johnson x fem!reader

| summary: you and arne are best friends with debbie so you both insist on helping with david’s exorcism except it’s a day you’ll never forget.

| warnings: exorcism, angst, injuries, sorta-blood.

| A/N: hi anon! i hope you like this! <3 also i’m running out of gif’s 😟

" let's take a break shall we? " ed called out his voice out of breath, tiredness clearly in his voice.

i turned over to mrs glatzel, she look drained and tired bags under her eyes as she held her eight year old son tightly in her arms placing kisses on his head.

i walked over, " your son is very very brave and strong, i know for sure we will be able to take whatever this spirit is out of your son. " i smiled and she nodded her head a tear rolling down her cheek.

" hey, i'll do whatever i can to protect david, and i mean whatever i can" i spoke softly.

" thank you, thank you so much. " she said, wiping her tears. " it's what we're here for " i smiled

ed walked over and said, " david should probably get some rest for now before we continue on." mrs glatzel nodded.

" hey, i can take him up if you want? " arne offered as he walked over.

"sure, thank you so much arne, you've been a big help with david. " mrs glatzel said, taking david off of her and giving him to the arne.

" y/n, you should probably go up there with arne, i need to talk to them about something important." ed said, glancing at lorraine quickly and then turning back.

" oh- sure. " i nodded my head and smiled i walked up the stairs with arne, a comfortable silence filled the air as we walked up.

arne opened the bedroom door. he placed david in his bed and tucked him in as i walked towards david's window, admiring the beautiful view.

i wasn't really paying attention to there conversation but i did hear him quietly say " I won't let anything happen to you, i promise. " he smiled reassuringly.

i turned my head around and saw the boy staring at me again, i walked over to him and said, " we should probably leave so he can sleep, he needs to get his rest. by the way the priest just got here. "

he nodded his head and shut the bedroom door as we walked down the stairs he finally spoke up, " y/n, i don’t want you to get hurt, i have a really bad feeling about this. ”

" arne, i’ll be fine. " i smiled as we continued walking, we finally came to the end of the steps as he turned to me and spoke again, “ you’re strong but this is a demon we’re talking about."

" arne. " i spoke " i promised you i’ll be fine" i spoke, i honestly hoped i would be fine.

i nodded and shifted my eyes toward ed and lorraine talking to mr and mrs glatzel.

a blood curling scream came from upstairs. david.

" david! " we all yelled in usion running up the stairs, mr glatzel was currently ahead all of us running as fast as he could to get to his son.

mr glatzel quickly opened the door to his son's bedroom and looked around for him, we all stood outside of the bathroom door as mr glatzel barley walked inside the bathroom when david charged to him stabbing him in the leg with a knife.

mr glatzel yelled out in agony, arne grabbed my wrist and  protectively brought me to the side where it was safe, david brought his hand back up to stab him again but ed quickly grabbed david, " we need to do this now. " he told the priest.

father kastner nodded his head in agreement, " okay, put him in the car we will take him down to the church right now. " father kastner said.

ed shook his head quickly , " no, father! we have to do it now. "

ed brought him down the stairs but whatever was inside david wouldn't leave without a fight and that's for sure, david's hands gripping onto the wall to try and prevent ed from dragging him down, claw marks all over the wall.

drew rushed quickly to the camera and put the headphones on as lorraine cleared the table, you had to admit you were a bit freaked out.

i stood next to arne grabbing david's knee while arne grabbed his arm lorraine was across from me grabbing david's while debbie was holding his knee and ed was at the end of the table holding his leg

everyone was holding david down as we tried to keep him from hurting anyone. father kastner was reading the bible as david or the demon inside of him was laughing over and over again.

father kastner held his vile of holy water as he mumbled prayers as the holy water striked the boys face making his skin bubble, you looked away and so did arne, the both of you staring at eachother.

but that didn't last long because you heard lorraine hiss in pain, you quickly turned your head to her, eyesbrows furrowed " lorraine! what's wrong? " ed asked, she removed her hand off of david as she touched her head, "i'm fine..i'm fine. " she regained consciousness and put her hand back on david's arm.

" lord, heed my prayer. " father kastner paused, the boys back arched as he let out a disoriented scream, everyone fell silent, david stopped moving and everything was silent. i turned my head to arne as he sent me a questioning look of panic, you shared the same look with him as you turned your head to father kastner his face turns to panic as he knows it's not over yet and you know it too.

the cabinets flew open, a ton of plates, cups and bowls were launched at all of us, arne quickly ducked and brought me down with him as we watched father kastsner get hit in the head, leaving a gash on his forehead, he quickly went down and hit the floor, everybody's hands were still on david.

" are you okay, drew? " you questioned, he nodded his head and gave you a thumbs up and took off his headphones, you smiled and turned your head back.

" where's your first aid kit!? " ed yelled at debbie quickly.

" uhm..it's.. in the kitchen! it's in the kitchen! " she yelled back.

" i'll go get it! " drew yelled as he ran to the kitchen as fast as his legs could take him.

you looked at arne next to you as you smiled, ed going over the latin ritual, you looked over at lorraine as again she looked like she was getting lightheaded.

ed started talking louder and louder, this seemed to have of agitated the demon inside david, david was trying harder and harder to get out of our grasp but we held him tight.

david's back was now arched, bones cracking and making weird noises, he twisted his arm so he could fit his head under his stomach, debbie yelled so loud she was crying, david growled at her as he started laughing demonically.

debbie started yelling at us to make it stop, you quickly shut your eyes mumbling a fast prayer. " leave him alone! " arne cried out.

" don't talk to it! " i yelled out, looking at arne.

" arne! don't talk to it! " ed yelled out as well trying to grab arne's attention.

" i said leave him alone! he's just a little boy you coward! " arne yelled louder and louder as you tried to get him to stop.

" stop it! you're making it worse, arne! " you tried to yell louder as wind started to form in the room.

david turned his head and sent you,debbie and arne across the room, you were thrown into the cabinet harshly and that’s all you can remember.

" y/n! " i heard someone calling out my name but it sounded muffled. i felt warm liquid tricking down my forehead.

“ y/n! are you okay!? " another voice called out but it was muffled as well my head was pounding so bad, lorraine was walking over to you but david let out another disoriented scream and launched himself at ed, sending lorraine backwards.

" i'll stop your heart, old man! " the disoriented speaking loudly whilst he reached at ed's heart, ed let out a gasp as he looked into david's eyes.

" ed! " lorraine yelled out as she tried to get up but got lightheaded.

it all went black after that.

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

i was trying to open my eyes but i saw a white light. oh my i’m going to heaven.

“ y/n!? y/n!? ” i heard a muffled voice yell.

i opened my eyes more and looked around, i was in a hospital room? i looked around and saw arne looking at me.

“ you’re finally awake! " he cried, tears rolling down his face.

“ what do you mean, ‘ finally awake’ ? " i asked him, trying to sit up.

“ y/n.. you’ve been out for a week! you hit your head the day of the exorcism and got a concussion. " arne spoke grabbing my hand and putting it in his.

“ david!? is he okay? ” i asked, panic in my voice.

“ yes, yes. he’s okay. “ arne spoke. “ i love you. and i told you, you were gonna get hurt. ” arne said again and playfully rolled his eyes.

i wacked his arm with my hand. “ i love you more. ” i said and laughed.

[callmeforsomeovertime]

Alternative World #2 IRELAND

Pairing: Arne Johnson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Well... This one is a weird one. This is an anthology about two souls who meet in different places through dreams and shifting. One is Arne and the other is you...

Warnings: fluff, smut, and more?

One day I woke up not knowing where I was or how I got there.

There was a note on the nightstand that said:

"Don't worry, you're safe, this is a dream - please come to the kitchen."

I got up and looked out the window and saw red brick houses and people passing by.

I didn't know where I was but I wasn't scared; I felt strangely at home.

I went into the kitchen, where the smell of Earl Grey filled the room, and there he was, standing next to a plate of toast.

-Arne...? I whispered.

He looked at me and smiled.

I'd tried for weeks to see him again in my dreams, but it never worked out, until now.

-I was looking for you, he said.

-How? I asked him.

Then he told me about shifting.

-And what is this place? I asked again.

-This is where I'd have lived if I'd done that study abroad year. I think we're in Ireland.

He walked up to me and handed me a cup of tea. I looked at him in amazement.

-Whose dream is this? I asked.

-I honestly have no idea. I tried to forget you after that night, but you stayed in my mind. I'm not even sure if this is a dream.

He looked so real, so alive. It felt like this was happening in the real world.

In another world.

One I needed to find out more about.

I felt myself wanting to touch him again, but I didn't dare. This time he was too real.

I shook my head and looked into my cup.

-I need to know what's happening to us here, I said.

-I heard about this shifting thing on Tak-Tok," he said.

-You mean Tik-Tok? I asked with a little laugh.

-No, Tak-Tok. Here, look.

He showed me his smartphone, and the app was called Tak-Tok. It was the exact same app like ours, just with a different name. Then I looked at the other apps: They all had different names.

-I don't see Facebook, I said.

-Never heard of it," he replied, putting his smartphone back in his pocket.

His eyes stayed on me throughout the conversation, and I could sense that he was trying to read me. I felt ashamed of my behavior in the nightclub again. I knew he remembered it. This time I was more myself, the shy girl.

-Are you blushing? he asked.

-No,' I replied, confused.

His fingers caressed the cup I was holding.

-I like seeing you blush. That's charming, he said.

I looked down at the floor and blushed again.

He took the cup from my hand.

-Do you feel comfortable with me? he asked.

I nodded, I felt comfortable.

His hand moved towards me and he lightly touched my arm, I could feel the warmth of his touch. It was the same feeling I'd that night at the nightclub.

He took my hand and led me into the bedroom. I got lost in the small details of the room: on the wall hung a symbol in the shape of a circle with a line in it. I felt my pulse quicken. He pulled me closer to him and held me in his arms.

I could feel his soft kisses on my neck, it felt so natural. I closed my eyes. I was lost in this moment. I wanted it to stay that way forever. It was a world I never wanted to leave.

-That's very strange," he whispered.

-I know,' I said in a low voice. I don't understand how it works.

I heard the sound of running water in the bathroom and he let go of me.

-Do you hear that? he asked and walked out of the room.

I heard the sound as well. I followed him into the bathroom where we both found the bathtub full of warm water.

It smelled like English roses, and my heart began to beat faster. In my head, all the thoughts I had about him were jumbled.

He turned off the faucet and we stood there together just looking into the water.

-Do you wanna get in? he asked me in a soft voice.

I nodded, and he stepped into the warm water first, lifting and moving his body so I could get in too. He leaned back against the edge of the bathtub, and I felt his breath in my hair.

-That's nice," he said.

I felt his body nestle against mine, and I leaned into him. I felt his warmth, and that was all I wanted. We stood like that for a while, silently lost in the moment.

I felt his hands on my body, his lips on my neck, and I closed my eyes. I knew I'd have to leave this world soon, but I didn't mind.

He pulled me closer to him, and I felt his body press against mine. I felt the hardness of his body, and my pulse began to race. I felt the pull of his body, his desire under my skin. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and felt the length of him.

-I want you," he whispered in my ear.

I could feel him at the entrance of my body, he thrust and I adjusted my position.

He moved, pressing himself harder against me, I felt him sliding in deeper and I moaned. I closed my eyes in pleasure at his intrusion and felt a wave of warmth spread through me.

I opened them again and saw him looking at me, the expression on his face was beautiful. He slowly moved his hips in a rhythmic motion. I felt his fingers rubbing against my clit and arched my back in pleasure.

-Ohhh, he said.

I felt the waves of pleasure shoot through me and I moaned.

His eyes were on me and he looked so satisfied. I closed my eyes again and let the pleasure take me. I felt like I was floating on a cloud.

-I don't want to go back," I said, feeling myself fading.

-We'll meet again," he whispered.

That was the moment when I felt the pleasure suddenly stop, my body went numb for a while and when I opened my eyes I saw nothing but the white ceiling of my real bedroom.

[rat-typewriter]

Omg do u think u could do an Arne x reader where it’s the scene where he falls to the ground after snapping out of the possession and holds on to the reader and then like flash forward a bit of how after that he just is always trying to cling on and hug reader? Im sorry if this made zero sense THANK YOU totally okay if not

hiya!! I'm so sorry this took so long, I was in a massive slump :( I hope this is ok :)

((THIS IS BASED OFF OF THE CHARACTER FROM THE CONJURING))

By your side

Arne fell to the ground: completely drained. His face was sickly and pale; his skin sticky with sweat and his eyes screwed shut. For a moment, you weren’t sure if it was really all over. You knelt next to his heaving form with your heart in your throat.

Trembling, you reached out and rested your hand atop his.

“Arne?” you whispered in the darkness of the prison.

What was probably an instance, felt like an eternity, as you waited for his response. You didn’t breathe. You didn’t think. Your mind was consumed by Arne.

His eyes fluttered open and he stared hollowly at the ceiling for a moment, chest still heaving. His gaze flickered down: landing on you.

You called his name again - louder this time.

“Y/n?”

Although his voice was barely a whisper - it meant far more to you.

Arne was back.

You surged forwards and threw your arms around his shaking body. Together you sobbed in the darkness. His hands made fists in the back of your shirt like a lifeline; his tears wetted your shoulder. The only thing in the entire world that mattered to you was that Arne was back.

***

Although Arne wasn’t exactly touch starved - after he was released from prison - he always craved some form of contact with you. It started with a hand on your shoulder or an arm around your waist. When you slept, he always buried his nose into the crook of your neck and tangled his lanky legs with yours. Whether the two of you were peacefully chatting, or left weeping from a nightmare - Arne would always hold you close.

One night in the summer, you had been lying awake in the heat - mindlessly staring out of the window. You felt Arne shift beside you - but you ran your fingers through his hair and didn’t give it too much thought. But then he fidgeted again; not long after, he began to writhe and squirm. Initially you were a little worried - but that tiny pang of concern quickly grew into panic - when he started to wail and sob.

You hurriedly whispered his name as you shook him awake.

‘Arne?’ You breathed into the darkness, ‘Arne - wake up.’

He awoke with a jolt - gasping for breath - and his hands latched onto your shirt. You desperately tried to calm him as he cried into the crook of your neck. You rubbed his back and cooed words of reassurance into his ear.

Together you sat in the pale moonlight - until eventually his breathing slowed and his tears dried.

‘Y/n?’ Arne mumbled into your neck. ‘I love you, you know that, right?’

You smiled gently.

‘Yeah, I love you too.’

[lostboysmate4ever]

Arne Johnson x Fem!reader (Soulmates)

|| pairing: Arne Johnson x fem!reader

Plot: Soulmates can hear their soulmate singing in their head. If a person were lucky to meet them then they would be able to sense their soulmates emotions and read their minds. Y/n is working with Lorraine and Ed Warren. She has the same powers like Lorraine. The Warrens, Drew (Y/n’s ex) and Y/n are investigating a family in Connecticut, the Glatzels. In Connecticut, Y/n finds her soulmate.

Y/n were working with the Warrens to investigate the Glatzels. The eight year old was being possessed. It’s been days since meeting the family and Arne Johnson. The crew was setting up for evidence to get an exorcism for David Glatzel. 

Y/n heard her soulmate singing and started quietly singing. She walked into the living room singing her soulmates song. She had headphones on and didn’t notice everyone staring at her.

 Y/n felt someone tap her shoulder and turned around. She looked puzzled “who just tapped my shoulder?” She asked. “No one.” Drew said. She saw a shadow but ignored it. 

“Y/n, sweetheart are you okay?” Lorraine asked. “I’m fine” she said. “Oh n/n your terrible at lying” Drew said. “Shut up” she said grinning. Drew and y/n were best friends and stay as friends after the breakup.

 “Drew get your ass up and help” Y/n joked. The entire time Arne was staring at her. Y/n was his soulmate. “Debbie let’s talk in private” he whispered to his girlfriend. “I agree” she said. They both walked out.

(Later that night)

We were going to wait until the next morning to do the exorcism. Until David, the possessed child stabbed his father in the leg. We all were holding down David. I had to look away. I was feeling sick. “Y/n are you alright?” Ed yelled over the loud noise. I nod “I-I’m fine” I mumbled.

I hold my head when suddenly I got a vision. I saw a goblet that had fire inside it. I screamed when David knocked me into a wall. “Y/n!” I heard a male voice yelled.

I looked up when David jumped on Ed. “Ed!” I yelled. I realized Lorraine was getting a vision. The others were also on the floor. I felt rage hit me and grabbed the boy from on top of Ed. “Your a coward! Leave him alone and .. take me!” I yelled.

 “TAKE ME” I yelled. Suddenly David’s eyes turned back to normal and y/n dropped the kid to the floor. And something entered her. Ed looked at y/n, gasping “no!” He yelled.

Y/n slide down the wall and gasped in horror. The Glatzels and Arne rushed to David. Y/n stayed frozen. The Glatzels were on the stairs, holding David.  Arne looked at her with concern. Y/n snapped out of it and rushed to Ed’s side “Ed!” She cried.

Lorraine rushed to them “Ed!” She yelled. Lorraine placed her fingers on his pulse and he went limp. Y/n placed her head on his chest and his heart was beating too rapidly.

“Call 911!” Lorraine yelled. Debbie rushed to the kitchen. Y/n was shaky. She felt different and cold. Arne was still staring at her with concern.

She leaned against the wall “y/n are you okay?” Drew asked, crouching in front of her. Y/n didn’t feel okay. 

“I-I’m fine. That was insane” she stuttered not telling him what happened. Drew helped her up.

Y/n got up and helped the priest up. What have I done?! I just invited a demon inside me!

Of course she didn’t regret it because David was just a kid. He doesn’t deserve this torture. He was just eight years old. 

Ed was taken to the hospital and Lorraine came with him. It was just Drew and her there now. “Let’s wrap the equipment up and get out of here” Drew told her.

She slowly nodded and started packing up. Y/n felt like something was wrong with the house.

This wasn’t just a demon possession. Something seems wrong... Arne was debating on talking to y/n because she seems shocked and terrified.

He was shy because this girl was his soulmate. Debbie and Arne broke up after learning y/n was his soulmate.

They just want to be friends. Now all he needs is courage to talk to her. Y/n was feeling sick to her stomach “L-let’s get the equipment tomorrow” she told Drew.

“I’m not feeling that well” Y/n told him. He nodded “Mrs. Glatzel can we get the equipment tomorrow? We want to head to the hospital to see if Ed is alright” she asked.

 “That’s fine my dear. I pray that he’s alright “ she told her. Mrs. Glatzel gave her a hug, which made y/n smile.

“See you guys tomorrow “ she told Arne, Debbie and Mr. Glatzel. Drew and y/n walked out. 

Arne felt upset that y/n left. He was too much of a pussy to talk to her. “She will be here tomorrow. You can talk to her then” Debbie told him. Arne felt grateful for his ex-girlfriend. She was supportive and understanding.

“Let’s head to the hospital and then head home” Y/n sleepily told Drew. They both went to the hospital. Lorraine had tears in her eyes and looked scared. She told them that it was a heartattack and it was serious

“Ed is a fighter. I know he will fight through this Lorraine. He will be fine” Y/n told her, hugging the crying women.

Lorraine pulled away from the hug “Drew, Y/n you should go home and get some rest” she told them. Y/n agreed and left the hospital.

Y/n was worried for Ed but also felt sick to her stomach. She invited the demon in and she was most likely going to hurt someone.

She refuse to let that happen. She headed to her house telling Drew goodnight. Also told him to check her updated. That night, she had terrible nightmares and remembered the exorcism.

~~~

“Coward! Take me! TAKE ME!” she continued to hear. She woke up gasping and sat up in bed.  

Y/n felt her stomach flip and rushed to the bathroom, puking into the toliet. She puked for five minutes when finally stopped vomiting.

“Ugh” she said when she heard a noise. Y/n walked into the living room, looking around. She realized the demon followed her home.

Y/n turned around and a lady in a priest outfit was behind her. She screamed when the lady grabbed her head.

She fell to the ground and no one was there. She gasped and felt scared. A vision hit her and words pop up in her mind.

“Curse... ram... demon... need soul... suicide... murder...

She grabbed her head and checked the time. It was 5am. “Ugh seriously! Why wake me up this early” she groaned.

Y/n got a snack and ate it before heading back to bed. She walked back to her bedroom.

Y/n fell onto her bed. Her place had lots of activity and it was bugging her. It was hard to fall asleep due to the activity.

Y/n put her headphones on and listened to rain sounds. It relaxed her and she finally fell asleep.

Part 2 anyone???