#did i download and watch this really bad horror movie for him?

[hunnam]

Myles O'Brien Evil Laugh (1986) // dir. Dominick Brascia

[running-in-the-dark]

am I really gonna watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre just because John Larroquette did the opening narration? sigh... probably, yeah.

[make-me-imagine]

Time to Kill

Request: Jim Kirk + “Cozy Autumn day watching Halloween films”

Requested By: Anonymous

Pairing: Jim Kirk x Gn!Reader (established relationship)

Warnings: None, just some cute autumn fluff.

Words: 632

You smiled with contentment as you finished laying the soft blankets on the bed. Lying down, you checked that the projection screen was set up just right before you dimmed the lights and turned on the fake fire nearby. The windows showed beautiful fall trees swaying in a light rainy breeze, and for a moment, you really did forget you were on Starship deep in space.

Halloween was approaching on Earth, and the whole ship buzzed with ideas of Halloween parties and costume contests. As you traveled to a distant area of space, you had time to kill, so the crew was allowed to do as they pleased.

Time to kill, also meant, the two of you could relax and have a cozy evening all to yourself. Something Jim was more than happy about.

Hearing a buzz at the door, you looked over to see it slide open, revealing Jim, clad in a cozy outfit, holding a tray brimmed with various foods and snacks.

You grinned as you locked eyes and you felt a warmth fill your chest as he walked over to the bed.

"Wow" He smiled as he looked around, noting all of the various changes you had made to give his suite the perfect autumn vibe.

"You like it?" You asked a bit uncertainly.

He smiled at you as he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "I love it, its perfect."

You smiled in relief, before your eyes widened a bit, seeing all of the food he had brought. You recognized old Earth Halloween candy, as well as some of your favorite sweets. There were small cakes, chips and dip, and hot chocolate complete with mini marshmallows.

"And how did I do?" He asked with a smile.

You grinned up at him, "Perfect."

He clapped his hands, "So we ready then?"

You nodded happily as you gingerly moved the tray to the middle of the bed, allowing Jim to climb in next to you. He let out a relaxed sigh as he leaned back.

Looking over his shoulder he quirked his brow. "Where did you get all of these pillows?"

You grinned, "I'm a comfort hoarder, you know this."

He chuckled, "Right."

He reached out his arm as you settled in to lean against him, hot chocolate in hand.

Grabbing a PAD he started to flick through the various movies you had downloaded for the evening.

"Ooh, we have to watch this later." He smiled as he pointed at Beetlejuice.

You nodded, "Of course."

"Hmm, but first." He stopped on a movie in the list and your eyes widened. You had not downloaded that one.

Immediately you shook your head, "Absolutely not."

He scoffed, "Why not? IT's a classic!"

"I don't care if it's a classic, I hate it!"

"Oh come on, it's not that bad!"

"IT is that bad" you chuckled "I watched it as a kid and it gave me nightmares, and it made me hate clowns."

"If we aren't watching IT then we aren't watching Hocus Pocus."

You gasped as you sat up, setting down your hot chocolate before you spilled it. "Those movies are not comparable! And Hocus Pocus is so much better!"

He shook his head stubbornly and you pouted at him, your eyes glaring playfully. He glared back, but you saw his resolve failing as his eyes drifted to the pout on your lips.

He finally let out a sigh and rested his head back. "Fine, we can watch Hocus Pocus, BUT, we have to watch a different horror movie if we can't watch IT."

You thought for a moment before nodding "Okay, fine, but nothing with clowns!"

He chuckled, grabbing you and pulling you back into his chest. He pressed a kiss to your temple "Okay, nothing with clowns."

xx End xx

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[batz-surveys]

3.

Do you put candy canes on your Christmas tree? Yes, I do, and honestly it's a waste because we never end up eating them.

What do you currently hear? The fridges humming.

Do you get snow where you live? I wish! It's very, very, very rare to get snow here. Last time we did, it was like…2017 and it was so wonderful and beautiful, and it stuck around for like a week. I was outside every day in it.

What’s your favorite flavor of Doritos? The spicy sweet chili variety.

Do you prefer to listen to songs with meaningful lyrics? Sometimes.

What’s one language you wish you could speak? Spanish, but that's mostly because I'm half Puerto Rican and I should be able to.

What’s your favorite movie genre? Horror.

Who was the last person to hold your hand? My husband.

Do you have any clothing with animal print on it? Yes, I have like three leopard print dresses.

Do you like bagels? I have to be in the mood for a bagel, but sure.

Do you ever worry about what the world will be like when you have kids? Well, I'm certain I can't have kids, and my husband and I are pretty much set on the idea of never having them anyway. But yes, I do worry about the future because I have to live in it, too.

When was the last time you climbed a tree? I pretend to climb this huge tree we have on the playground at my work, probably at least once a week, haha. The kids get a kick out of it.

Has anything eventful happened today? Hmm… my dog finally pooped for me. She usually just does it for my husband for some reason.

Have you ever seen a hippo in person? I wish.

What’s the relationship between you and the last person you talked to? I'm married to him.

What was the last compliment you received? My husband said my hair looked really good this morning.

What’s something you do too much? Talk to myself, haha.

Do you currently have any bruises? I'm sure I do somewhere on my body.

Do you have a hard time remembering stuff? Sometimes. It's weird. I can remember things from like, 20+ years ago (I'm old, okay?) but lately my short-term memory hasn't been that good. I had covid for the second time last month, and honestly, I haven't felt like myself since. I get brain fog, and I'm tired even after like…nine hours of sleep.

Do you like the band A Skylit Drive? I don't dislike them. I think I had a mixed CD with them on it. Told you I'm old, haha.

Are you any good at HTML? I used to be really good at it. Like, in Myspace days? My friends would ask for help to make their profiles look different. That's right, I said Myspace. Told you I'm old.

What’s stopping you from going after what you want? I need to make money to pay bills. What I really want is to be home, all day, and just create. I want to write, and draw, and paint, and bake, and that can't happen unless we somehow become very rich, or my husband's job decided to pay him double what he makes.

How often do you have nightmares? I get them once in a while.

Have you ever had a re-occurring dream/nightmare? Yes, they were horrible nightmares.

Do you ever sleep with a stuffed animal? No, not anymore, but I still love stuffed animals.

What was the last thing you downloaded on your computer? The header background for this tumblr.

Do you have a digital camera? I do, I have two and my husband has one.

Do you ever cry just to get your way? No, but when it comes to something I want from my husband, I might pout a little.

Who’s someone you want to see right now? My husband, my parents, and my brother. I'll be able to see my husband pretty soon, he gets off of work soon.

Have you ever been to any professional sports games? Yes, a hockey game.

What’s the most boring sport to watch? Baseball and golf.

Do you like lip rings on the opposite sex? Sure, and the same sex, too. I just like body modifications.

What color are your eyes? Brown.

Do you have good or bad vision? I mean, I have to wear glasses when I'm on the computer, so I guess bad.

Are you a vegetarian? I am. It'll be seven years next month!

Have you ever been stung by anything? I've been stung by a bee once.

Is there anyone’s laugh that makes you laugh when you hear it? My older brother's. Anytime we're together, it's more laughter than conversation.

Have you ever parked in a handicapped spot when you weren’t supposed to? I don't drive.

What was the last thing you watched on the television? Friends. Right now I have the football game on, because I know my husband is coming home soon, but the tv is muted and I'm not really watching it.

Have you ever had someone threaten you? Yes.

When was the last time you received flowers from someone? Valentine's Day. I got real flowers and a Lego rose bouquet. I love flowers, and getting them makes me feel special, but I prefer other things.

Is there something you want to say to someone, but don’t have the nerve? Oh yeah.

If you suddenly went deaf, what would be your most missed sound? Yikes, that's actually one of my biggest fears. I can't pick just one thing, so enjoy a word avalanche: I'd miss my husband's voice, especially in the morning or when his southern accent comes out stronger than normal. I'd miss listening to any record The Used has made. I'd miss my mom's voice, my dad's loud-ass yawns, and my older brother's laughter when we've said something stupid. I'd miss hearing my dog snore. I'd miss hearing all my students playing outside, and hearing them call me when they need something or they want me to join in. Hell, I'd even miss hearing my own farts.

Have you ever been to a different country? No.

Do you laugh when someone falls down? If I know they're okay, sure.

What was the last thing you were confused about? Why the kids from the house next to our school were coming to our playground during school hours, when I know damn well my boss had spoken with that family before about that very same thing.

Who’s your favorite band? The Used.

Are you paranoid? A little.

What was the last movie you saw in the theaters? Shit, it's been like a year since I've been to the movies. I'm pretty sure it was the newest Exorcist movie that came out last year.

When you tell someone you’ll call them back, do you usually forget to? Yes, I'm guilty of that.

[heartsleybyul]

Hiiiii, i would like to ask for day 5 with Vil if that's possible? Thanks beforehand and have a great day!! <3

⌕ CLOSE TO YOU ; halloween event

— day 05 , vil shoenheit

› content : gn reader, you are on the verge of falling asleep, you sleep in Vil's room whoa

› summary : A new horror movie was recently shown, and what better way to watch it with a movie critique whilst sleep deprived?

› a/n : i wanna try watch a horror movie while sleep deprived w my friend MWEHEHEHEH

Recently, a talk of this new movie "Haunted" was going around NRC. Some saying this was a good movie and some saying it was bad, it certainly did catch your interest but it seemed like you weren't the only one.

After classes Vil invited you over to his dorm to critique this supposedly "award-winning" movie. As you happily agreed, you didn't want to be stuck with school work.

Arriving upon the dorm, you messaged Vil because you weren't to keen on just randomly entering. Thankfully he came to get you, heading onto his room he opened his laptop quickly and searched up the movie.

"You don't have to like, pay or download the movie?" You asked, while he answered with "I have my ways."

The movie started and a flash of its title appeared while the background had the main character walking through a city.

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

30 minutes in and the story was half-decent although the build-up and suspense wasn't there enough it was fine, but it seemed like Vil had very contrasted opinions.

The scowl on his face was getting more and more noticeable, so aswell with his feedback.

A bit more through the monster was chasing after the main character and your sleep deprived self had your heart beating through your chest, the music, situation etc. seemed way too real.

Once the jumpscare finally came you clung onto Vil's shoulder, suprisingly he didn't make you let go. Instead he looked at you and let out a soft laugh, you were cute.

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

The movie finally ended and you definitely underestimated it. Now that it was 1:34 you definitely needed sleep and it was getting more obvious with your frequent yawns and blinks. And it seemed like a certain someone also noticed.

"Well, that was fun Vil. Goodnight, I'll head off." You said heading for the door when he stopped you. "Ah [name], do you think you can really just walk back to Ramshackle? Your state is worsening, its quite obvious." He said tauntingly with hints of worry

Heeding his warning, whilst Vil also offers to let you sleep with him. There was really no other choice. You two settled in the bed while you clung once again on his shoulder drifting to sleep.

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[dc418writes]

Is That Your Foot?

✨Pairing✨: gamer!Jake JensenxBlack Reader

Summary🪄: This is one movie night you definitely won’t forget

⚠️: scary movies, Jensen trying to be the stereotypical protective boyfriend

A/N🎙: something cute and funny (at least to me lol) that I thought of for Halloween, and hope you guys like! Also just like people participate in kinktober or have their own list of Halloween themed stories for this time of year, I thought of doing my own little thing for once☺️! I would release a list of what I’m planning on writing (and still might idk), but I don’t want to potentially disappoint anyone if something doesn’t get released, or when I miss estimated release dates (which honestly will probably happen due to me working full time). If you guys still want the list though, I can definitely make one really quick! Ok, well that’s pretty much everything I wanted to say and hope you guys are well and drinking your water💕!

*Disclaimer!: although the collage was made by me, I DO NOT OWN the pictures used in the collage as they were all found on Pinterest*

Appearing in front of you holding a bowl of freshly popped popcorn mixed with m&ms—your boyfriend’s creation so he wouldn’t have to reach in separate containers—you try to keep your giggles at bay watching him gently bounce while pressing buttons on the small remote to make sure everything was properly set. He’d recently bought a projector that apparently was unlike any other on the market, according to the tech genius. He couldn’t wait to use it going on and on in the meantime about the megapixels and specs, along with other fine details, that were a completely different language to you.

“Alright Tink, are you ready for the greatest movie night of all time?,” he asks doing his best impression of the movie announcer guy fully making you giggle as you nod.

“What are we watching?”

“Don’t Go Alone. A buddy of mine managed to find a free digital download code.”

Jensen knew you weren’t a big fan of horror movies, but that didn’t stop him from trying to coax you into watching them. Not in an overbearing way, though. It was more so his attempt at pulling you out of your comfort zone and assure you there was nothing to be afraid of.

So far, not a single try turned out to be successful ultimately ending the night with one of your comfort movies or curled up against your boyfriend as he quite literally had to rock you to sleep to calm down.

“A-Are you sure?”

His arm securely wraps around your middle as a barely audible “aw” crosses his lips making you shyly hide your face in his chest.

“I promise it’s not scary. If it gets to be too much though, I’ll turn it off and we can watch Spongebob all night okay?”

“Okay,” you mumble receiving a kiss on the temple then forehead before he pressed play and the projector displays the clearest visuals you would only see on a Jumbotron.

So far the movie wasn’t scary. Only loud noises here and there—which admittedly did make you jump and snuggle closer to Jake—along with flashes of gore when the killer captured his target. It was mostly a mystery though, as police and detectives tried to figure out the murderer’s identity before he or she could strike again.

“You okay?,” Jake asks peering down at you comfortably lying on his chest. The tan comforter and his natural body heat both keeping you warm.

“Mhm,” you nod lifting your head. “It’s not bad.”

“See? I told you. Plus, no need to be scared with big, tough, jacked Jensen here.” His nose poking your cheek along with his fingers sneakily tickling your side has you giggling and squirming in his hold.

“Jacked Jensen?”

“Well..I mean..I have been lifting heavier weights,” he cockily winks making you giggle some more leaning forward to peck his cheek.

What sounds like scratching at your front door startles you out of your cute moment though, immediately grabbing onto your boyfriend’s arm as you both sit up.

“What is it Tink?”

“I-I thought I heard something. At the door.”

“You sure?,” he asks. Cerulean eyes full of concern. “Wasn’t just something on the movie?”

Shrugging your shoulders, he pauses the movie before slipping out of bed and quickly pulling his discarded sweats up his legs and over his boxers. His feet carefully pad from your shared bedroom, down the dark hall, and finally to your front door where you can hear the click of the locks being opened before the door itself. You can only wring the blanket covering you in your hands as you nervously wait for his return with bated breath.

What took all of five minutes seemed to take longer listening for his footsteps to grow closer while craning your neck, trying to see further down the hall from your seated spot on the bed.

“Just a note from the office,” he states briefly holding up the piece of paper. “Power’s gonna be off for a little bit tomorrow.”

“Oh…sorry.”

“Don’t be, you didn’t know sweetheart,” he smiles sweetly kissing your temple as he brings you closer into his side again. “We can take a break from the movie if you want? Come back to it tomorrow in the daytime.”

“No it’s okay, I’m fine! Really.”

“Alright, let me know if you change your mind though,” he replies lifting the remote to press play, starting from where you left off.

Maybe 10 minutes later, you could’ve sworn you heard little tapping against the hardwood floor but you decide to keep quiet. You didn’t want another false alarm on your hands when Jake was so invested in the plot unfolding before his eyes on the screen. He even needs help guiding his hand to the bowl between you his gaze is glued so hard.

The unmistakable clank of something falling to the floor is impossible to ignore though making both you and Jake jump looking towards your bedroom door.

“Y-You heard that too right?,” he nervously asks holding onto you tight. You’re not quite sure if it’s for your comfort or his that he does it.

“Yea,” you whisper as if whatever was responsible for the noise would surely do worse if it heard you. Another clank and clatter has him slipping from bed rushing to get the bat from under the bed holding it beside his head as if he was ready to swing for a home run. “Jake wait!”

“Stay here, lock yourself in the bathroom. I take too long, call 911.”

“No I’m going too,” you state quickly scurrying by his side after sticking your feet in your fuzzy slippers. Your pepper spray in its pink case is armed in front of you as you both practically tip toe down the hall—Jake in front hoping not to pee himself and you clutching his shirt surely stretching the material. The living room appears untouched, still exactly as you left it before heading to the room, and the door remains locked along with your shoes neatly placed by the nearby wall.

The tongs and larger spoon crooked on your kitchen floor explain the sounds from earlier, but how they fell when you knew they were securely hung on the rack over the island you couldn’t figure out.

“Y-You think someone came in?”

“No, but I’m not sure” he sighs sticking out his bat so he can move the curtains aside as you both make your way around the open space. “Hey sweetheart, you’re on my foot.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are honey, I can feel the hair from-,”

Your once quiet residence fills with screams—both surprisingly high pitched—as you and your boyfriend look down to find big, glowing eyes staring back at you before they’re quickly dashing away in a blur towards the kitchen like a shadow come to life. Frozen with fear, you and Jake flop onto the couch hurriedly picking up your feet so they couldn’t get grabbed by whatever you saw. The eyes soon return bouncing towards where the two of you are sat and causing more screams to erupt from your chests until…

-

“And that’s how this little guy came into our lives,” Jake smiles holding up the black cat with shiny fur so all his viewers could see.

gamesgamesgames: aww he’s so cute🥹!

BaddiesBack24: wait how did it get in your place again? I think I missed something

“So when I first opened the door and saw the note about our power being cut off, I think he snuck in then,” Jake answers scratching behind the small animal’s ears making him comfortably purr with eyes closed.

Baller415: I thought you said you didn’t trust cats??

“Ok yes you got me,” he chuckles. “Once upon a time I wasn’t the biggest fan of cats, but I’ve been transformed. Plus look at this adorable face! How can you hate this guy huh?”

passengerprincess: we need a name reveal Jakey!!

“Right, the name! So we chose..,” he pauses for dramatic effect, “Casper! You know since he quite literally snuck in creeping around, and scaring us, like a ghost.”

jazziemae: it’s perfect✨!

JonthaDon: no cap…I’d die for Casper

“I’m glad you guys like the name and love Casper just as much if not more,” he laughs. The jingling of the front doorknob has him turning his head hearing your sweet voice announcing you were home, and effectively making him smile.

“Alright guys, that’s gonna be it for the stream tonight. I’ll be back same time tomorrow where we’re definitely completing the newest Wizard’s Challenge even if I have to stream all night, and yes I stand by my word! I have a feeling we’re gonna be good though with Casper here helping out too.”

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[youryanderedaddy]

I had a dream just now that might make a good story. So, I had a virus on my laptop which allowed a hacker to see everything I did on my computer and use my webcam. The hacker ends up falling in love with me after stalking me for a few months and pays for someone on the dark web to kidnap me. It works, and then I wake up tied up in the hacker's arm as he caresses and kisses me. That's pretty much it, good night! 🌙

Yo this is my kink 😳

Also I couldn't not write this for Saeran, ok.

Title: Stranger danger

Tw: nsfw - ish, female reader, masturbation, cyber stalking, hacking, mentions of dark web, very irresponsible online behavior, obsessive behavior, implied kidnapping

You knew that this was a stupid idea. Lurking on the dark web with almost no protection other than the Tor browser and some free anti-virus program wasn't your best decision, but fuck it if it wasn't entertaining. You had always been drawn to the darker, scarier part of the human mind and this side of the internet proved quite interesting. Your friends always warned you about the dangers that came with looking up shady online searches and sites but everything had been quite peaceful so far. There weren't hackers or murderers on the dark web, the worst you had seen were people selling drugs and weapons for unreasonable prices, along with some questionable fetish porn and the typical popping ads.

Your favorite thing to do while online was chatting. Two weeks ago you had stumbled upon an unusual forum called "Scream buddies" where upon entering you were automatically connected to another random profile. The whole theme of the forum was discussing horror and mondo movies, shockumentaries and overall creepy stuff, your forte. The person you met on there shared a similar fascination with all things dark and gory which soon made talking to them the only thing you were looking forward upon opening the site.

You didn't know much about the guy behind the profile yet, except that he was a young man. His icon showed an eye so green it emited with the neon pigment and his username was just as mysterious - BlueRose7. You enjoyed chatting with him about your hobby but the thing you liked the most was undressing him little by little, metaphorically so, by getting pieces of information about his life. It started small - his favorite food, favorite book, favorite game, but the moment you tried digging deeper and asked whether he had siblings or not, the man simply disappeared for the next few days. You quickly realized just what type of topics you needed to avoid to keep your new friend from leaving. Family, childhood memories and work matters were out of the picture.

The stranger wasn't fair, not really. He didn't show you vulnerability and kept his secrecy while demanding to know everything there was to know about you. For the longest time you didn't want to answer just to stay on a equal footing, just to show him how frustrating it was, but there was something about the man that drew you in. He was magnetic, clever and witty, if a bit pessimistic and dark at times. You couldn't help telling him everything he wanted to hear - what your job was, whether you were single or not, all that jazz. In your defense, BlueRose7 actually listened to your stories, took your problems seriously and provided solutions, which despite being too extreme and overprotective at times (upon hearing that your bestfriend talked behind your back he offered to "take care" of her), were comforting. It was nice to have someone caring around even if you met him on a sketchy website.

Meanwhile your personal life wasn't going too great. You had to balance between attending college, working long shifts as a waitress and meeting your friends from time to time which was draining. On top of all there was a weird virus on your computer which resulted in the camera turning on and off and the most random times of the day - while you were studying, watching TV, or in some cases, fully naked and ready to take a bath. You didn't think much of it though, with all the illegal movies and games you downloaded along with the dark web lurking it was more than expected for your laptop to behave weirdly. You didn't even mention it to your friend from the IT major because you knew that he'd force you to delete Tor and put an end to your internet adventures.

One time you were particularly bored after several long lectures and you were laying in bed, the camera turned on once again. It was a hot afternoon and you were wearing boyshorts and a loose T- shirt with nothing underneath it, you were home alone so there was no need. The bright red spot was twinking like a recorder, the light reflecting in your eyes, when a silly little idea came to your mind. You slid your hand under your blouse and lifted the fabric up, exposing your breasts to the laptop, your nipples hardening due to the sudden coldness, becoming pink and stiff in seconds. You played with for a few minutes, pinching and pulling the buds gently, moaning softly into the pleasant sensation. Soon you could feel yourself getting wet, and slowly, teasingly, removed your shorts and panties. You smiled at the camera, biting your lip provocatively, imagining you were a camgirl performing for her desperate little fanboys and fangirls. The thought alone was enough to make you spread your legs wide and slip two fingers into your throbbing cunt, using the wetness to push deeper. You used your other hand to stroke your clit and whimpered wantonly, your face red, your neck sweaty and your heart pumping fast from the adrenaline. You were quickly reaching your orgasm and your mind wondered to the boy you were talking to in the forum. You wondered how he looked like, how his body was built, whether he was a sweet sensual lover or a rough mean one. Fucked up as it was, you pictured the man as one of your most loyal viewers, watching all of your streams with a fist around his thick vock and an excited grin on his face. He would comment things like "you look so beautiful like this" or perhaps even "pretty little slut" after tipping you enough to last you a week. Soon all the mental stimulation sent you over the edge and you came with a loud cry full of pleasure. Well, this felt good.

After your "performance" was over the camera was magically turned off, which may have caused some concerns if you weren't too busy feeling embarrassed and dirty about the unhinged fantasy you had just had, and with a person you knew nothing about. You managed to calm down though - it wasn't nothing more than a fun pastime, a naughty thought that would never become the reality. You would never actually meet BlueRose7, right? There was nothing to worry about, so you just went on with your day.

You had some dinner afterwards and decided to have an early night as you already felt full and tired. You put on your favoruite pajamas and laid in bed, staring at the ceiling until you fell into deep dreamless sleep.

You woke up due to a weird noise. You could hear someone's heavy breathing right next to your ear, someone's grabby hands were wrapped tightly against your body, trapping you between the wall and their hard chest. You had only a few seconds to scream before the intruder's palm covered your mouth.

"Shhh." The man whispered softly and stroked your hair like you were a doll he was playing with. "Don't scream or I'll be forced to hurt you, flower. I have a gun." His voice sounded deep and rough but this didn't stop you from thrashing and turning on your side until you came face to face with the man. It was dark in the room and you couldn't exactly see all his features but his enchanting green eyes would forever be burned into your memory - they seemed dashing, hypnotizing. You couldn't utter a word.

"It's me, the person you've been talking to all these months. I came to take you home" He spoke out suddenly, the line of his mouth twisting into a smile or a smirk, you couldn't quite tell. You shook your head no, tears threatening to spill all over your cheeks from the fear. It couldn't be him, the man would never do that to you. Or would he? With what little information you knew, you couldn't really tell. His hold finally loosen, seeing you quiet like that.

"Let me go, please." You begged, pushing at his shoulders weakly since you were still sleepy, groggy and tired. "I don't know you." You said, hoping this would remind the stranger you weren't friends, lovers or anything that gave him the right to be so close to you, to touch you so intimately. Unfortunately, this only seemed to amuse him and he chucked darkly as he pulled your hair away to place a small chaste kiss on your neck.

"But I know you, flower." Your supposed online friend replied shortly after, his eyes full of malice. "And your little show today makes me think you want to know me too." He added in a low tone, licking his lips before smashing them on yours, forcing his tongue deep into your mouth just to hear your whines and protests. Then it hit you. The camera, the virus, the questions. He had watched you, he knew where you worked, where you lived and studied, everything. You had told him after all.

The hacker thought you looked so adorable right now, figuring things out, helpless, confused, regretful and most of all, weak. You were so weak and careless, and he loved you for it. It reminded him of himself before life screwed him over.

You wouldn't be in this position, underneath him, if you had just told someone about your laptop virus and the bad guy you had encountered online. But Saeran couldn't say he wasn't glad your self-preservation instincts were so very broken and dysfunctional. He wouldn't meet you otherwise. "I need you, princess. That's why I'll take you to Paradise." These were the final words you heard before you felt lightheaded and sleepy again, your last memory a pair of green mint eyes.

You really shouldn't have trusted strangers on the internet.

[slytherinbangchan]

Kareshi, okarishimasu!✨ (SKZ Hyunjin Fake!Boyfriend!Au)

A SKZ (all members) Fake boyfriend!Au where there’s an app where you can easily rent the perfect guy to play the role of your boyfriend. Guess the hard part will be not falling for him.

The reader is different for each one of the SKZ members. There’ll be smut in some of the chapters. (The first chap of this Au was Kareshi, Okarishimasu! Seungmin)

Pairing: Hyunjin x femreader Word Count: 2.5k (I made it a One-Shot this time.) ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ 1st Date So, there you are. Waiting right where your friend told you to. She insisted so much on you doing this but what's the big deal? How is dating a  fake boyfriend going to help you out with your actual romantic life? Plus, it's not like you have any problem with being single. Actually you only agreed to do this cause your friends were so annoying about it and they said they'd shut up if you tried it. They even paid for you.

You look around as you wait. You hate this. You were so anxious about it that you left an hour early but it's getting even worse as time passes. There's a girl next to you who seems nervous aswell. She must be waiting for her date too. You sigh as you look around a last time, then you see him, the guy your friends chose for you from the app, walking towards you. Your heart skips a beat even if you were trying so hard for it not to do that.

  The guy is a bit early, guess that'd be a good sign if he was actually your boyfriend.  As he comes closer you notice he's not exactly looking at you and, with a confused face, you watch how he stands in front of the girl next to you. 'Hey, I'm Hyunjin, are you y/n?' He asks and the girl looks at him practically with heart eyes. 'Yes, yes I am'. She says, almost mesmerized, and you click your tongue as you roll your eyes. 'No, she's not. I am.' He looks at you and apologizes to the girl then to you. 'Sorry, your friends forgot to send a picture.' He says as he scratches the back of his head and smiles a bit nervous for his mistake. 'It's fine.' You soothe him then you look him up and down. 'What are you a model or something?' You ask and he chuckles. 'What?' He laughs and you start walking. 'There's a lot of people turning around just to look at you, it's annoying'. You say, making him laugh again, but he's flattered. 'I'm sorry'. He apologizes as he catches you up to walk by your side. 'I wanted to look good for you'. He says making you feel a bit guilty. 'It's whatever, I just don't like people looking at me'. You explain. 'But you do look kinda nice.' You mumble as you blush making him chuckle again. 'What was that?' He asks as he pokes you with his elbow, making you blush even more. 'Nothing, I said you're ugly.' You say and he laughs.

  You thought it'd be a bit awkward to maybe start a conversation but it's not. He listens to you carefully but still participates in the convo. He looks at you a lot while you chat and even if you think it's cause he's just being polite, he actually finds everything you have to say very interesting. 'Let's get in here.' You suggest as you walk by an arcade and he gladly follows you inside.'Hey, what about this?' He asks as he points to the race cars game. 'Sure.' You say as you smile and sit on one of them. He sits right next to you. 'I'll destroy you'. You say and he smiles as he moves his head to a side. 'Okay.' He ends up winning the first race though. You bite your lower lip as he snickers poking your side at your waist level. 'Thought you were going to destroy me'. He teases. 'Let's go again.' You say, not even looking at him. Your cheeks blushed. A smug smile draws on your face as you stand up to move to the next game after destroying him on the second race as you promised. 'Hey!' He exclaims as he follows you. 'Did you let me win the first time?' He asks and you chuckle. 'Maybe'.  He gasps. 'Really?' You giggle at his face. 'Nah, you were just lucky'. You say as you swipe your finger over one of the guns on the zombie shooter game with your eyes fixed on his. 'What? This one?' He asks and you nod. 'Whatever you want, princess'. He says and you throw him a look making him nervous. 'W-What?' He asks. 'Princess? Ah, did my friends tell you to call me that?' You guess and he nods. 'You don't like it?' He asks as he distractedly looks in his wallet for some coins for the game. 'Nah, it's fine. I'd rather be called queen though'. You inform him and he smirks. 'Yeah, I feel like that suits you better'. He says as you both wait for the game to start.

  'How long have you been doing this?' You ask as you take a scoop of the ice cream you're sharing and he tilts his head. “What do you mean?” You roll your eyes. “The fake boyfriend thing, what else?” He smiles at your question. 'I don't know what you're talking about'. He says, making you smile. “So you are my boyfriend”. You remark. “Of course.” He smiles again. “Yeah? Would you kiss me then?” You ask. You know he won't kiss a stranger. But he chuckles. “If that's what my Queen wants.” You scoff. “No way! Do rental boyfriends really kiss their clients?” You ask and he smirks once again. 'What's a rental boyfriend?' You chuckle softly. “Okay, I give up. I'll allow you to be my boyfriend for today, no more questions about it.” He seems happy about that.

“You know there's more than one person following us, right?” You ask him as he walks you to the station and he nods. “I'm sorry about that.” He apologizes and you sigh. “Will you be okay?” You ask and he smiles as he tilts his head. “Are you worried about me?” He asks and you frown a bit confused. “I mean, there's a bunch of people following you...” You say and he chuckles. “Right. It's fine, I'm used to it.” He smiles but you can tell he doesn't like the situation one bit. “Are they your clients?” You ask and he sighs. “Get home safely, okay?” He says, then pats your head. You purse your lips but nod. “You take care too.”

You don't hear about him after that, but that's the thing with rental boyfriends right? You didn't even have the app to begin with, your friends were the ones managing everything. Why do you feel so bad though? That goodbye felt so bittersweet. Maybe you should have ignored those people as he was trying so hard to, but you couldn't just let that go. At first it was only one person following you two around but little by little the number went up to even five people. How can he live like that?

Anyway that's none of your business, is it? He didn't look like he wanted you to even mention it so that's it. It's not like you're seeing him again.You had fun today though... More than you thought you'd do.

2nd Date

Okay, maybe you ended up downloading  the app, and maybe after a few weeks you finally gave up and rented Hyunjin again. And now you're walking towards him as he waits for you at the same place where you waited for him last time.

“H-Hey...” You wave at him even if he's looking at his phone, but he looks up as soon as he hears your voice. “Oh, it's you!” He exclaims. His eyes shining. He looks like a happy puppy right now “I should have known when you asked me to look ugly for the date. Why didn't you tell me it was you while we chatted?” He chuckles and you blush lightly. “I didn't think you'd remember me, and by the way is this your idea of looking ugly?” You ask as you point at his outfit. “Of course I remember my girlfriend? And what do you mean? I'm wearing the first thing I saw and I barely did any makeup.” He smiles and turns around proudly, showing you his entire outfit. “Huh?? I look just like any other guy!” You want to complain cause he doesn't look any uglier today but he's just so cute and he's so excited about his clothes... “Right... Yeah, you did a nice job actually, thanks.” You say and he smiles again. “Okay, where should we go today, my Queen?” He asks as you both start walking. “Well, they opened a horror house nearby.” You say and you can see the panic in his face. “What?... Wait, are you afraid of that kind of stuff?” You ask and he nods. “Horror movies too?” You ask again. “Well, yeah? Isn't that what they are made for? To scare people?” He says and you laugh. “I guess so, but I don't think any of them are actually scary.” You say as you chuckle and he blushes lightly. “Okay, let's go then.” He says and you lean on him bumping your shoulder against his arm playfully, then holding his hand with both of your hands. “It's fine dummy, we don't have to do that.” You say as you blush. Your eyes glued to the floor. You really decided to embrace you role as his girlfriend today and it's making him feel all kind of ways. “W-Well... I want to do it now, so you better take me there.” He says, not looking at you either.

An hour later or so you're both coming out the horror house. “Well, that was terrible.” He says still grasping on your arms with his huge hands as he walks behind you. You chuckle and turn around to take off his cap and fix his hair a bit. “C'mon it was fun.” You say but he doesn't say anything. He's blushing though. “I'm sorry. I guess you really hated it, huh?” You ask, feeling a bit guilty about dragging him there but he shakes his head. “Nah, I liked it cause I was with you.” He says and you scoff as you smile. “Liar.” You say. “I'm not lying.” He argues and you hold his hand as you start walking, dragging him again. “Let's watch a horror movie then.” You suggest, not looking back so he can't see the blush on your cheeks after holding his hand again and he whines. “Can't we just go to the amusement park? Maybe karaoke night?”

??? Date

“How long do we have today, Jinnie?” You ask as you play with the puppies at the dog cafe. “Look here, I'm taking a picture.” He says and you pose with the puppy making Hyunjin chuckle. “Hey, don't ignore my question.” You pout but he's looking at his phone. His smile slowly fades as you keep calling his name to get his attention. “Don't worry about that y/n.” He says and you tilt your head. “I'm not worried, I just want to know.” You say and he looks at you and puts on a fake smile. “We've been here for a while, let's go somewhere else, yeah?” He says. Your heart sinks a little after that interaction. Did you upset him somehow? You know he doesn't like when you make it difficult for him to play your boyfriend's role but that question could have been easily responded without mentioning his actual schedule as a rental boyfriend.

“Can I see the pics you took?” You ask while you walk to the movies and he smiles and hands you his phone. “Ah, that one was my favorite.” He says as he scrolls back to the pic you just passed. “Ah really? I look ugly though.” You giggle. “No, you don't, dummy.” He chuckles and holds your free hand lacing his fingers with yours. ��You look perfect, and the puppy too.” He says, then an alarm on his phone startles you. “Omg, I almost drop it, sorry. Here.” You say, handling it back. “Is that an alarm for your next date?” You ask and he frowns as he turns it off. “Of course not. Why would I have other dates?” He asks. “Hyunjin, it's fine, you can tell me. I haven't paid you for the next hour yet.” You say and he lets out a frustrated sigh then smiles again. “I don't know what you are talking about, let's get inside already, the movie is going to start.” He says and a chill runs down your spine. “Omg, that's so creepy, stoop!” You say and he sighs again and drags you to a hidden alley with no people around.

“Why did you call me creepy? I'm not creepy!” He complains and you make a point by looking around the place where he just dragged you. “Okay, but I wasn't being creepy before!!” He says and you chuckle. “Yes you were, you looked annoyed and then a second later you smiled like nothing.” You say and he rolls his eyes. “I wasn't annoyed I was upset that you kept asking about when our date was going to end!” Well, he looks annoyed now for sure. It's the first time you see him like this though and you can't help but to chuckle for some reason. “Why are you laughing? I'm serious!” He complains. “I'm sorry. It's just that I feel that this is the first time I'm seeing the real you and I think it's cute.” You say and he blushes. “Well, this is just frustrated me. Just so you know, I'm my real self around you all the time.” He says, then lets out another frustrated sigh. You're a bit surprised right now at what he just said but before you can even notice yourself you're pulling from his shirt and kissing him.

You push him away immediately, covering your lips with your hands. “Omg, I'm so sorry. I don't know where that came from.” You apologize as a very blushed Hyunjin stares at you, making you blush too. But before you can apologize again he's pulling you into another kiss.

Your body against his as you keep making out until you're breathless. You can't believe you've been kissing Hwang Hyunjin in a creepy alley for like an hour now.

“So, you do this with all your fake partners?” You ask and he clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes. “There's no other dates or partners, I told you.” He says and you sigh. “Are we still playing the perfect fake boyfriend game?” You ask and he smiles. “I haven't been accepting dates for a while now, dummy.” He confesses and you frown, confused. “But you took my money...” You say and he laughs softly. “I gave it back everytime after our second date. I knew you wouldn't even notice.” He laughs again. “Are you serious?” You ask and he nods. “I just wanted to see you so I played along.” He says and you raise your eyebrows. “Shut up, that's not creepy, it's cute.” He says and you laugh. “Pfft, yeah, only cause it's you.” You say and he smiles before pecking your lips. “Shut up, you love me.” He says and you peck his lips back. “Nah, you love me.” You say while he kisses your neck and he smiles against your skin. “Yeah, I do.”

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How I Got Into Batman

So I got into Batman on accident. See my wife (then girlfriend) @she-a-nice had been BEGGING me to watch the show, play the game, etc. and I refused for the longest time (my loss I know right?).

Anyhow, we’re in game stop and she pulls out the “Batman Arkham Asylum” game, and she’s like, “Look! It’s on sale for $XX! If worse comes to worse it’s not like you’ll be wasting money! Just give it a try and if you don’t like it I’ll stop bothering you about it!”

So I caved. I bought the game, let out the most annoyed sigh (I was easily upset before I started my Bipolar meds, I regret how immature I used to be) and we went home. I pop the game in, let it download, and drank some tea while I waited. After it finished downloading, my adventure began.

Opening up to the Asylum, right away I’ll be honest- I hated batman. The only version I ever knew of him was BTAS and this version didn’t sit right with me. He was so mean and cruel that it just made me really upset. The joker reminded me of the one I did know a little bit about, so that wasn’t so bad (learned later it was the same actor so whoot!)

Saw sexy Harley Quinn, but hated her outfit so much. GOD I HATED THAT OUTFIT. WHAT WAS THE POINT? SHE DIDN’T LOOK LIKE A HARLEQUIN AT ALL???

Again, I went into this game with a sour attitude and I tried to hide it. My wife is sitting on the edge of her seat watching me play cause she was so excited to see the game. She had stars in her eyes. She didn’t play video games. She was afraid too and would much rather watch me play them instead. So I bit my lip and kept playing. Seeing her happy and enjoying the game meant more to me than all the things that was annoying me about the game. Admittedly... the combat was pretty good for it’s time, and after playing the absolute disaster combat of Assassin’s Creed 1, it was a nice change of pace.

I do remember being quite fond of Killer Croc’s design, and hoping I would see him again. I’ll get into that bit, a little later.

So I’m playing the game, and I get to the part where you just get to/ past the medical facility? It’s been a long time since I played so I can’t remember exactly where... but... that’s when my opinion of the game started to change. I’m in an elevator and I come out to see people going fucking batshit crazy in a sealed off room, and this gremlin of a bastard scurry in the background. I have no idea that this guy is about to become my favorite character.

My wife, knowing my favorite character archetype, just fucking grins as wide as she can. I love horror. Anything horror related, video games, movies, etc... it’s always been my favorite!

Mind you, I have no idea whom this character is or what he does, but the music turns unsettling and I can feel my pulse quicken. It has all the atmosphere of a horror game. Batman’s eyes are glowing red, and the beat of the music is still heavy in my ears. The voices are starting to echo, and there’s a buncha really silent hill like bullshit happening.

I go through the morgue scene and I’m just fucking... floored? When the fuck did this game decide to be a horror game??? Like?? I started to LOVE it.

My wife is now in a fit of giggles, and I’m like, “Why are you laughing you hate horror?”

She just grins, “Oh... you’ll see! I just know you’re gonna love it!”

Okay... sure. So I keep going.

Cue Batman unzipping the bag and this guy with a bag on his head that reminds me of el salvadore from fucking resident evil 4 pops up, and he’s just cackling like a motherfucking maniac. His voice is AMAZING. The ambiance is frightening. He’s got fucking NEEDLES on his hands (Trypanophobia? Yeah I know her. That’s my fear.)

“Who is this dude?” I ask my wife.

As the sequence ends for the nightmare world I see the words pop up on my screen:

Character Bio Unlocked- Scarecrow

“Who the fuck is scarecrow?” I’m lost. That was literally my favorite sequence so far.

My wife looks like the cat that caught the fucking canary, “That’s Jonathan Crane~ He’s the scarecrow and he’s the master of fear!”

Okay. So she’s fucking right. I fucking love this character. I keep playing. Dude’s gotta show up again right? I never actually kicked his ass...

So I keep playing the game and I see a few other small things that start to pique my interest. It’s not longer a chore trying to play the game. I’m genuinely interested. I’m waiting for this asshole with a paper bag on his head to pop up again.

Que me getting to the next portion of the game where this SOAB shows up. I’m literally grinning from ear to ear. Is the scene beforehand sad? Yeah a little. But I’ve heard the same damn sob story for batman by fans so much that honestly... I... kinda don’t care? It’s hard to feel bad when every movie with batman includes his parents dying.

I get through that portion and I eventually wind up at the third portion. I swear to fucking god I was SO SCARED when I thought my game restarted and I lost all my progress. Turns out it was another fucking game sequence. Touche Mr. Scarecrow, touche.... Long story short I got through that sequence and I’m floored by how good the game actually is. God my wife is so happy. It makes the experience all the better.

Did I mention she’s a hard core Riddler fan? Did I also forget to mention she’s the one that found all the- and I quote, “Shineys (Riddler Trophies)” and solved all his riddles? Cause I sure as fuck didn’t know the answers. Dude got super pissed every time she found something, and it was HILARIOUS.

I got to Croc’s section of the game, and I’ll admit I was a bit off put and sad to see him take Crane into the water and out of view. Knowing he’s a cannibal, I thought for sure that would be the last I ever saw of my fave (Imagine how excited I was for Arkham Knight, and how disappointed I was in the end? LE SIGH.) To be fair tho, Croc’s portion of the game had me sitting on the edge of my seat a lot since it was dead silent, and followed up with an orchestra of music when he popped up.

By the end of the whole game I was relatively happy. The story was pretty shitty, won’t lie, but the characters were enjoyable, the play style was fun, and I got to learn a lot about some characters! I even surprised my wife by saying I wanted to buy the next game in the series!

Lucky for me? That game had just come out a week prior. So of course I bought that bitch and binge played it for my sweet, and wonderful wife. Of course I also fell in love with another character- Mr. Freeze, and of course I still thank her for getting me into the series.

Sometimes she’ll tease me and talk about how I was so reluctant to try something new that she’d known I would enjoy, and ever since I’ve made sure to give series she’s suggested a chance!

[zmayadw]

Hello, hello :)

It's time to continue the story, so here is the next part.

Wish you all a nice evening :)

CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 21

It was Sunday. The light rain was drizzling from the morning, making the day feel even more lazy, and my mood was the same. Jake was at his laptop, as usual. I didnt feel like working today. I tried reading a book i downloaded months ago, but i wasnt focused enough for it also. I had my headphones on, not to distract Jake with music, and just messed arround on my laptop. As i hummed silently the words of a song that was playing, my headphones wer suddenly thrown from my ears by him. „Get dressed!“ he said to me, walking quickly back to the desk, taking some stuff and throwing them in his backpack. „Jake?“ I was confused, but he just shot me a sideway look and said more fiercly „Maya, get up and get dressed! Now!“ I was dressed already, i just needed to put my sneakers and a jacket on. As i was done, he tossed me my phone „Call Jessy, tell her we'll be there in 10 minutes, and that i need Dans help.“ He said and now i was even more confused. „Jake, whats going on?“ He didnt answer me, just continued taking the stuff, turning to his laptop and typing something on it. „Jake!“ i yelled. He finaly turned to me, throwing his backpack over his shoulder „I got it!“ „You got what?“ i asked now totaly confused, and a bit annoyed with those vague answers. He smirked, some new glow showing in his eyes „Where the calls are coming from.“ His words left me breathless. Can this really be? Are we finaly gonna get to the bottom of this all? My heart was beating like crazy, as Jake words snaped my attention back. He was holding the doors of the room open „Maya, move!“

I called Jessy once we wer in the car, explaining all to her, and she said Dan will wait for us outside. „You do know you're staying with Jessy, right?“ Jake said to me. „Yes, i kinda had a hunch you wont let me come with you.“ i said a bit dissapointed. „Maya, we have no clue what we're gonna find. I just need you to stay with her. I cant worry about you while we're there.“ „I know. Just promise me you'll be careful, too.“ „Ofcourse.“ He said. „Take my backpack.“ He told me „You'll find a white box in it, get it.“ I turned to the back seat taking his backpack and doing as he told me. I took the box out „What is it?“ i asked as i opened it. There was a phone in it, similar to the one he had. „Its my old phone. You're gonna use it. Its encrypted, so you wont recive any strange calls on it.“ „Oh, ok.“ I said. „And, yes, before you ask, im tracking that one, too.“ He said with a grin. „Ofcourse you are.“ I replied with a grin myself. He got serious on me „I just need to know i can find you if something happens. So, please, promise me you will always keep it with you.“ „I promise.“

Dan was waiting outside for us. I started to leave the car, when Jake pulled me back for a kiss „See you soon.“ I smiled, and left the car, letting Dan take my place. Jake raised his eyebrow at him as he sat in, since Dan was holding a baseball bat. „Hey, better be safe then sorry, man.“ Dan told him, closing the doors. „Come, Maya, i'll make us some coffee.“ Jessy said to me, as i watched Jake drive away, feeling of both excitement and fear mixing in me.

Jakes POV

„You all right there, Dan?“ i asked him. He was clenching that bat so hard. „Yeah, man, guess adrenalin is kicking in.“ I could relate to that. „You sure you're going in the right direction?“ he asked. „Yes, why?“ „We're close to leaving Duskwood. I tought you said the calls came from within Duskwood.“ They were. „Are there any buildings in this area?“ „Yeah, man, but it's just an abandoned warehouse. It's huge and been deserted for years.“ Dan said. „Perfect for hiding.“ I told him. „True.“ He said. „See that gravel path there? Take it, it will lead us to the entrance.“ Dan instructed me. After a while, we came at the warehous. There was a fence all over it, but visibly torn at various spots. „At least we wont have problems getting in.“ Dan said as we left the car. I took my backpack from the back seat. Opening it, i took out my knife, Dan eyeing me, but not saying a word about it. I threw my backpack over my shoulders. The rain started falling harder, so I pulled my hood on, turning to Dan „Lets go.“

„How are we gonna know where to go look at?“ Dan asked as we passed the fence. The place was huge, so his question was valid. I took my phone out, tapping on it and showing it to him „With this.“ He looked at it, a red dot blinking on the screen, showing wich direction we should go. „It will get us to the right building.“ „Good“ he siad „I dont want to be roaming here in vain. This place gives me goosebumps, man. You could definitely make a horror movie here.“ He said teasingly, but i could see he was being nervous. And he wasnt wrong, the place did look eerie. It was long deserted. Graffiti on the walls, some half torn from plasters missing, manny windows broken or dirty from the influence of time. Beside our footsteps, the only sound heard was the occasional dripping of water from the rain, falling on some meatl. And the sound of ravens cawing in the distance. How convenient, i tought. My phone beeped „This is it.“ I told Dan, pointing at the building a few feet from us to our right. Dan clenched his bat tighter again, and my hand automatically went for my waist, grabbing the knifes handle tightly, as we neared the building. „Allright“ Dan said „Lets find a way in.“

Mayas POV

I was nervously clicking on the phone Jake gave me, as Jessy settled a coffee cup infront of me. „Maya, the phone works fine. Stop checking it every thirty seconds.“ I smiled at her forcedly „Sorry, i'm just nervous as hell.“ I said, my leg bouncing uncontrollably under the table. „I get it, im nervous , too. But they barely left, it wont be some time till we might hear anything.“ She told me, and i knew she was right. „I know Jessy, but im getting a bad vibe about this.“ I said. „I hope its just my nervousness kicking in, but theres some terrible feeling creeping at me that something bad will happen.“ Jessy looked at me serious, fear creeping to her face now „I hope you're wrong.“ I looked at her, that bad feeling kicking me in the gut „Me too, Jessy.“

Jakes POV

Getting in wasnt a problem. We found a door on the side of the building, with the chain that was suppose to keep it closed, cut. Pushing it open, the sound of old doors creaking filled the place, and I cursed under my breath. There goes the element of surprise. It was quite dark inside, barely any light came in from the windows, full of dust, spiderwebs and old newspapers. Dan took his phone out turning the flashlight on and about to light up they way infront of us, but i stopped his hand. „Better not“ i said with hushed voice„We announced our presence enough allready.“ He looked at me, turning the flashlight off and putting the phone back to his pocket. „Right, sorry, man.“ We continued further slowly, letting our eyes adjust to the increasing darkness. The hallway leading us deeper in had doors appearing on each side every few feet, but all the rooms wer empty. I was getting desperate already, when suddenly Dan stopped me, pointing at the doors further in that i couldnt see good from where i stood. I moved to where Dan was, my heart starting to beat faster. There was a flicker of light coming from the doors that were ajar. We moved towards it, still checking the rest of the rooms on the way. Stopping in front of it, Dan slowly pushed the doors, opening them fully. The room was empty, except for a table at the opposite end of it. We moved towards it, Dan turning to me with eyes open wide „What the hell..“ There was a laptop on the desk, a program running on it, with a phone connected to it. But that wasnt what made Dan shocked. What shocked him, and got me boiling with rage wer the pictures thrown all over the desk. Pictures of Maya. One caught my eye immediately. I picked it up from the desk. It was from the day she got out of hospital. Sitting at the square, carelessly lost in her toughts. I knew the picture well, i had similar on my phone myself. I took it secretly, seeing her that day, before going to talk to her. She looked so beautiful, i just couldnt resist. But the tought of someone else was watching her that day, or any other day got me furious. „What the hell is going on here?“ Dan asked, but i was equally confused as him. I lowered the picture down, looking at the laptop in front of me. „Lets see what i can find.“

Dan was nervously tapping his foot standing next to me. „Can you please stop that?“ i told him, a bit annoyed. „Sorry, man.“ He said, constantly turning his head arround, scaning the room . His gaze stopped on the door leading to another room from this one „I'll go snoop arround.“ He started going for the door. „Be careful.“ I said, and he turned to me with a grin „Aww, you care fore me, man.“ I looked at him with a raised eyebrow „No, but i am scared of what Jessy might do to me if something happens to you.“ He laughed and continued towards the door. I focused back on the laptop. I just needed to find one little thing, anything that might shed some light to all of this, my eyes jumping all over the screen. I got interrupted by the noise coming from the room Dan went in. „Dan, you ok there?“ i yelled, my eyes still glued to the screen, but there was no answer. I straightened and turned towards the door. „Dan?“ i tried again, but nothing. Shit, what was he doing there. I walked towards the room. There was some more light pouring in, so i had no problem seeing Dan sprawled on the floor, unconscious. I started to ran to him, but the moment i stepped in, a blow to the head sent me down on my knees. Fuck, how could i just rush in so stupidly. I leaned on my palms, trying to shake off the dizziness. My sight got blurry, as i tried to move my head to look at the person standing above me. „You cant save her, boy. She will die.“ A sinister voice spat the words in my ear, sending chills through me, before another blow sent me face flat to the ground, all going dark on me.

Opening my eyes, Dan was hovering above me, looking worryingly at me. I was laying on my back and my head was pounding like crazy. „Welcome back.“ He said to me, extending his arm to help me up. Getting up just made my head pound even more and i got dizzy. I leaned on the wall steadying myself, Dan eyeing me. „You all right there, man?“ „Yeah, just give me a minute.“ Every move i made just made my head pound more and more. One blow to the head, i could manage. But two is a bit too much. I moved slowly back to the other room, with my shoulder still leaning on the wall. All was gone, the desk was cleared from everything. „Shit“ Dan cursed at the sight. But It didnt matter, there was nothing important on that laptop eitherway. „This means we can finaly leave this shit place?“ he asked. „Definatly.“ I said, taking the car keys from my pocket. „But i think it will be better if you drive.“

It was dark already when we left the building and headed back to the car. I was still feeling dizzy and with my head pounding so badly I had to focus hard not to loose my footing. „What are we gonna tell the girls, man?“ Dan asked as we finaly came to the car. I sat in, lowering the seat back as much as possible „The truth.“ I told him. „Damn it, this wont go easy on them, especialy on Maya.“ He said, as he started driving. The gravel path we took coming here made the car jumpy, and i felt every little stone, my head wanting to explode. „Indeed.“ I was scared how she will take all this. Last time was already hard on her. And this shit got serious now, i just hope she wont loose it completly this time.

„Come on, man.“ Dan said to me, as i opened my eyes, realizing we came back to his place. I got the seat back up, and left the car slowly. We went inside, heading for the kitchen. I heard Jessys voice as she saw Dan „Finaly!“ Maya was already on her feet running to me. She almost knocked me down, crushing full speed at me hugging me tightly. I smiled and hugged her back as tight as i could. She finaly looked at me, her face terrified. „I'm fine.“ I said to her. „Fine?“ she said worringly „That definatly doesnt look 'fine', Jake.“ Her fingers gently brushed the top right side of my forehead, and i vinced. There was a cut I havent noticed by now, with some dried blood arround it. „What happened?“ Jessy asked worryingly, as Dan settled glasses and a bottle of whiskey on the table. „We wer...surprised.“ he told her, as he opened the fridge, taking a bag of frozen vegetables, putting it at the back of his head. I just wanted to sit down, so i started towards the table, but the dizziness got back again. I leaned against the door frame, and just slid down, sitting on the floor. „Jake!“ Maya exclimed, crouching next to me. „I'm fine.“ I reasured her, but i knew she didnt belive me. And lets face it, i wasnt fine. „He needs to lay down“ Dan said „He looks like he might have concussion.“ „You're staying here tonight.“ Jessy said firmly „I'm not letting you drive to the motel now.“ „Indeed.“ Dan added, walking to us. „Alrigh, man“ he said, grabing me under my arm and getting me up. „ Let's get you to bed.“

„Here, drink this.“ I opened my eyes. She looked so worried, her eyes tired. „Im fine, Maya“ i told her, taking the painkillers and water from her. „Can you please stop saying that. You are not fine!“ „I am, now that im back here with you.“ I said smiling, trying to calm her down. „Jake! Can you be serious for a moment, please.“ I looked at her, barely managing to keep my eyes open. „I am serious.“ I said, and before she could say anything more i added „But, can we please talk about all this tomorrow? I could really use some rest.“ She tensed a bit, guilt showing on her face. „Ofcourse, sorry, i'll let you get some sleep .“ She said, taking the glass from me, and getting up. I stopped her, taking her hand, my eyes closing now on their own. „Stay.“ I said, my hand slipping from hers, I barely had any strenght left in me to stay awake. I felt the bed shift, and her hand gently brushing through my hair. She kissed me softly „Sleep now, i'm right here.“ I smiled, falling asleep in a heartbeat.

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Halloween Dress Up Fun!

Author’s Note: STORY TIME!  As an Asian with long black hair who takes showers at night. I have made the mistake of wearing a white night gown, soaking it with my hair because I like air drying my hair. Then scaring myself in the mirror as my hair covered most of my face. All I wanted was a glass of water ;w; I was what I was scared of the most. An Asian horror ghost.

I also couldn’t see how headcanons could work for this request. So, I ended up doing scenarios with a sprinkle of headcanon. I hope you enjoyed the way this flower patch bloomed!

Dorm Leaders REACT!!

Reader Dresses up as Sadako or Kayako ~! 

Riddle Rosehearts

Let me paint you a scene ~

The strawberry headed male let out a deep sigh as he looked down at his watch. ‘Being late is unbecoming of a person. What on earth is taking them?’ Riddle thought to himself, clicking his tongue.

A shiver ran down the young male’s back, goosebumps tingling his skin while a cool breeze blanketed him. “Now, now, Riddle. Don’t let your imagination get ahead of you now. That was a simply a horror story from Y/N’s world. No, need to get worked up over fiction now.” He reminded himself, cursing at how run down the Ramshackle dorm was. Riddle knew that ghosts resided in the dorm but why did this feel so different?

“Y/N?” He called out curiously to the sound of creaking floorboards. Slowly a low croak echoed through the air, closely followed by soft thumps. “Hardy, har Y/N. I know it’s you. This is all too cliché. Of course I won’t fall for-” a stone formed in his stomach as a disheveled woman crawled head first down the stairs.

~

- To say that Riddle screamed is down playing his reaction. This boy shrieked with his two ahoges sticking straight up like a Saturday morning cartoon. It was safe to believe that those within earshot thought someone was being murdered.

- After failing to cast ‘Off with your head!’ upon the ‘ghost’. Laughter tickled his ears as his grey eyes met with your familiar gaze. If looks could kill, you would’ve fit your costume perfectly. Luckily for you, a boyish giggle filled your dorm as Riddle offered his hand with a smile.

“I heard that Halloween is the time for tricks. I hope you didn’t fall too behind on your studies to plan all this out. Thank you for the scare,” his smile twitched with  annoyance as you grinned widely at him all the same. 

Leona Kingscholar

A knowing smile painted the lion’s lips the second he set foot into Ramshackle; the stale air, the chill breeze blowing the front door behind him. The voicemail that simply hissed “7 days.”

“‘Like a cub learning how to hunt,’ he thought to himself, tail swishing side to side behind him.  Leona couldn’t help but be reminded of Cheka and his attempts to pounce on him.

Making his way to the living room. The brunette already caught a strong whiff of your scent coming from the TV. He raised a brow as he saw water slowly pour out of television all the while you crawled into the scene.

Chuckling, Leona walked up to you unfazed, offering his hand to help you up. “I must say. You really outdone yourself to hollow out a TV and wait there until I arrived. Though,” he pinched the bridge of his nose, frowning. “I would make one change. The makeup you use has a strong chemical scent to it. If people get too close, they’ll find out it’s you right away.”

Mission failed. We’ll get em’ next time.

Azul Ashengrotto

“Y/N?” The silver haired male questioned, humming to himself curiously as no one greeted him at the door. “I hope you don’t mind that I’m letting myself in. You’re the one who called me over. The least you could do is welcome me,” he teased softly entering the dorm.

To his surprise his eyes met a shivering incoherent Grim, cowering under a table.

“She got her! The ghost caught Y/N and-and- She’s gone! My beloved henchman is now gone!” yowled the cat, covering his eyes with his paws.

“Pardon?” The simple question was only answered with more groveling while Grim pointed upstairs. His whines never stopped, even as Azul made his way upstairs.

Upon reaching the final step, a gurgling filled his ears. Azul furrowed his brows, mouth becoming dry as he halfheartedly decided to investigate the noise. Hesitantly, he opened the door to your room grey eyes widening at the still figure that stood in the corner of the room. Then it rushed him.

~

- Azul screamed bloody murder. A dark blush painting his face as your familiar laughter tickled his ears.

- He swears you to secrecy. All the while his heart is trying to thump out of his chest. If the tweels catch wind of this, he’ll never hear the end of it.

- Bad news. They heard rumours of screams coming from Ramshackle around the time he was supposed to visit and the pair put the pieces together quickly. Of course, they only teased him away from curious ears. Azul still has a reputation to uphold after all.

Kalim Al-Asim

“You managed to get a hold of a horror movie from your world? Let’s watch it together! I can get Jamil to-” scarlet eyes gazed at you curiously as you insisted that it should just be the two of you. “Ahh! I see. It would be scarier that way, huh? I’ll be sure to tell Jamil all about it once we're done!”

Later that night you watched ‘The Ring’ with Kalim. The snowed haired male clung to you for most of the film, screaming at jumpscares and then laughing joyously at himself. The dorm leader gazed at you like an abandoned puppy as you said that you were gonna use the washroom.

Surely you wouldn’t leave him all alone after watching such a scary film. He teased softly before waving you off playfully. That’s all it was. A work of fiction made purely for the fun of it, right?

The chime of his phone caused Kalim to jump. Chuckling to himself, he thought it was Jamil checking up on him as he promised to be back in the dorm by now. A shiver ran down his spine as he saw it was an unknown number. ‘Maybe Sadako is calling me! How spooky,’ he joked to himself before picking up the phone with an upbeat “hello ~!”

“Seven Days”

Cue the boy’s phone flying across the room. It’ll be fine. He can afford a new one anyways. If he could survive the week. Kalim jumped to his feet to look for you, only to freeze in place at the sound of something wet hitting the ground.

“Y/N? Very funny but even if it was real, I’m supposed to have seven days. Can’t you give a guy a fighting chance?” He joked, a lump forming in his throat.

“Seven Days..” You hissed before being bombarded with pillows and blankets.

~

- Proud ghost hunter Kalim is proud. He was about to call Jamil about his incredible feet until he heard your familiar voice muffled by all the pillows and blankets.

- Quickly frees you from your cozy prison and questions you thoroughly, making sure you’re the real Y/N. Once you passed his test, laughter fills the room once again as he looks over your costume and makeup.

 - He showers you with praise and even asks if you could try to scare Jamil as well. Tonight was so fun! Of course he wanted to share the experience with the person he grew up with. Jamil hates surprises. Kalim please don’t.

- Expect him to try to scare you throughout the week to get you back. It’s nothing malicious. Just harmless heart attack inducing fun! 

Vil Schoenheit

“So, this is your costume, potato?” Vil’s gazed buried deep through your simple once pure white nightgown, examining each stitch and blood splatter. “It wouldn’t be something I choose for myself but I have to say, it isn’t the worst I’ve seen. I can’t wait to see you up yourself next year.”

- Surprisingly supportive.

- If you play your cards right. I do believe you can give him a scare. Though please be prepared for a heavy scolding. Stress isn’t good for the skin after all.

Idia Shorud

“A little girl that can travel through TV screens just because you watched a certain tape? Firstly, she needs to upgrade to downloads. Secondly, the 7 day buffer is such a huge lag spike. Isn’t there a way to make it faster? It does sound convenient though.”

- The origins of your costume interest him more than the costume itself. Can’t really blame him on that since Sadako is technology based. Though he doesn’t appreciate the drowning part. Water and electricity just don’t mix well.

- He’d hesitantly ask you more about her legend/movie and if there’s anything similar. It’s not like there are cursed video games out there, right? You’ve met with a terrible fate haven’t you?

Malleus Draconia 

“What a tragic and gruesome tale humans can spin. Do you think you’ll end up the same as her?” A shy smile graces his lips, “I jest. There’s no way I’d let such a thing happen to you.”

- Like Idia he was more interested in the story behind the costume. After all, it’s quite interesting for humans to dress up as a ‘monster’ for a night. Just what counts as one anyways?

- The sight of you covered in blood is more unsettling more than anything. With how dangerous Twisted Wonderland is. Could this possibly be a sight he’d see one day? Shaking away the thought. Malleus simply complimented your costume and contently spent Halloween night by your side. 

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survey by laurenpwns

Is there anyone in particular that you'd like to see? Who is this person? I always wish I can see my grandpa again. I never did get to have proper closure with him because his death was so sudden.

Have you been to the movies lately? What movie did you see anyways? No, I’ve only seen one movie in the last 12 months hahaha and it wasn’t in the cinema since those are still closed anyway.

Have you ever used a muscle stimulator before? Did it hurt? I haven’t. I’ve never needed to use one.

Do you hate it when people rudely interrupt you? Do you want to hit them? It doesn’t happen a lot so yes, I imagine I’d really hate this. I don’t think I’d feel as intensely as wanting to hit them, though.

How many songs have you downloaded in the past week? What are the genres? I haven’t downloaded songs in years, but the last playlist I bookmarked on my Spotify was an Audrey Hepburn-themed one filled with a bunch of jazz songs, French songs, and a general collection of songs from the 50s. I haven’t actually tried listening to it, but I saved it so I can go back to it once I have time to.

Have you ever owned a pet bird? What was this bird's name? Yup, we had a pair of lovebirds before.

Do you have a friend that is a complete and total flirt around everyone? I had several orgmates who were, yes. Not that this has ever been a bad thing; I actually find it cool to see how confident they are – I sometimes wish I could be the same.

Do you know anyone who is addicted to drugs? Are you friends with them? Hmm, I don’t think so.

How many times a day do you worry about dying and the afterlife? Zero. Not really something I think about, much less worry about.

Have you ever owned a golf-cart before? What color was it anyways? I’ve been on golf carts before but I’ve never had a reason to own one.

Do you have a sibling that is a complete dead-beat? Which sibling? No, I wouldn’t say so. I used to think my brother was quite hopeless with how delayed he seemed to be before...but I think he’s managing now.

Do you think that these questions are a little too personal? Not at all, I’ve taken some that have gotten a lot deeper.

How often do you get photo comments on myspace? Who are they usually from?

Do you know anyone who has a name that you hate? Who is this person? I don’t hate any names.

Have you ever seen the really old movie, The Birds? Did it scare you? I’ve watched the scenes that were meant to be scary, but I’ve never seen the full film. Anyway, the horror scenes weren’t too scary for me.

Do you think kids who smoke at a young age are stupid and naive? They’re not stupid nor naive; maybe just misguided or stuck in the wrong crowd.

What are the color of the curtains in the room you're in right now? My *blinds are white. I don’t have curtains.

Do you own the new Guitar Hero? If so, what's your favorite song on it? I don’t even know the newest game that came out in the series. Do they still do Guitar Hero?

How long ago was it that someone you know got arrested & put into jail? I’ve never known anyone who had to go to jail.

How long ago was it that you last ate Taco Bell? What did you eat there? Around three months ago. I had a burrito and some fried snack thingy. I miss it and it’s such a shame that the closest Taco Bell is like 20 km away lol.

Do you ever take pictures with random people in Wal-Mart/anywhere else? No...? That’s a little creepy?

Do you ever make fun of people with disabilities? Why do you do that? Uhm, no. That would be extremely rude. Sometimes I’ll watch TikToks of those with Tourette Syndrome and laugh, but it’s only because they really intended on making content that’s meant to raise awareness about the condition in a humorous way. In a sense, I’m having a laugh with them and not at them.

Do you regret any decision you've made in the past week? Which one? Nope. I feel like I’ve managed to avoid doing any stupid decisions this week haha. I did have an impulse buy last Monday BUT I DON’T REGRET THAT AT ALL hehe

Have you ever done anything dangerous enough to have risked your life? I’ve driven while in an unstable mental condition. Come to think of it, I’ve driven much more carefully after a night of social drinking (I always sober up before driving!!); it’s really when I’m depressed or on the verge of a breakdown that I tend to be careless while driving.

Where is the farthest place you've been from home? Why did you go there? Japan. Just a vacation.

Do you ever watch MTV? What shows do you normally watch on there? Nope.

What kind of game consoles do you own? Are they in the room with you? We currently have a PS3, PS4, and Switch. No, they’re all in the living room.

Do you get embarassed when your parents talk about when you were a baby? No. I don’t think there’s really anything to be embarrassed by when it comes to things you did as a baby lmao.

Do you have any friends you are ashamed to be around in public? No...otherwise I wouldn’t count them as friends.

Do you consider yourself egotistic? Do people call you egotistic? No and no.

Do you ever compliment yourself on small things just because of popularity? I have no clue what this question is asking.

What was the most length you've ever cut off your hair? Why'd you cut it? From my waist, I had it trimmed all the way up to just below my ears. No big reason other than I just wanted a completely new look; plus washing my hair had started to feel like a bitch.

Has anyone ever stereotyped you in a horrible or depriving way? Why? Not to me directly but I’ve heard a lot of hurtful and disgusting things hurled towards Asians in general, which at this point doesn’t even surprise me anymore. What is one food that you absolutely can’t stand eating? Why do you hate it? Most fruits have always tasted nasty to me. I’m generous about giving chances hahaha but it’s just never worked out; I’ve never been a fan. Otherwise I’m open to eating and trying pretty much anything.

What's one movie you can’t wait to see in theaters or rent out of theaters? I’m not currently looking forward to any movie.

Do you have any children? If so, how old are these children? I don’t have any.

How many times a day do you brush your teeth? Is that enough in your world? Twice. Yep.

Do you think you're going to Heaven or Hell? Why do you think this? I don’t believe in either, so I’ll have to wait til death to find out if they even exist to begin with haha.

What is the latest you've ever stay up just talking on the phone to someone? The whole night. We slept at like 7 AM the following morning. Gross.

Do you ever make random signs from sticky notes and put them on people? Nope.

Have you ever overcome a disease that was life-threatening? Which one? I haven’t.

Do you think anyone who is in the room with you right now is really mean? I’m alone in my room.

Is there one thing that you want more than anything you've ever wanted? BTS tickets hahahahahahahahaha

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1581.

Have you ever been to Las Vegas? yes, i have! its one of my favourite cities

What did you have for breakfast this morning? i had scrambled eggs and hash browns

Do you have any loose change in your pocket? no pockets and i hardly ever leave things in my pockets

Do you like Taylor Swift? i dont mind her, she has some catchy songs

What’s your favorite Disney Channel movie? camp rock haha

If you met your favorite celebrity, would you be calm or star struck? id try to stay calm, id probably be super nervous just being in their presence though

Are there any lights on in the room you’re in? nope, its day time

What’s your favorite subject in school? it was visual arts

What’s your favorite holiday? christmas, it always means ill have a week or two off work!

Do you ever have to do yard work? nope

Is your school close to your house? ive been out of school for a longggg time but it was a 5-10 min drive

Speaking of school, how did you get there today? -

Do you think Bad Romance is a catchy song, or an annoying one? its a good song! i dont love it but im not surprised at how massive it got

Do you use perfect grammar online? honestly, in my previous surveys i would but now i cant be bothered. i use perfect grammar day to day when working so i just sorta wna chill and not focus too much when i do these now

Are you currently using a laptop? yes

Do you have any live versions of songs in your music software? most likely, i used to love downloading them back in the limewire days

Did/do you listen to Britney Spears songs? i loooooved britney when she first blew up. and i still do! i dont listen to her stuff too heavily anymore but i still love it

Is it a windy day? nope

In the past week, have you ridden in a taxi? no

What shorthand do you use the most? if were talking about typing, i still text/chat people with ‘u’ instead of ‘you’

Do you ever wish on stars at night? no, ive never seen a shooting star

What color are your eyes? brown

What album is the current song you’re listening to off of? not listening to music, i have the tv on while doing this

What are you doing after you finish this? not sure, maybe another survey

In your opinion, what song is the most overplayed right now? i havent listened to the radio in forever

Are you in a band? no

How clean is your bedroom? pretty clean!

Is there a pen within reaching distance of you? no

Are you sitting at a desk? no, im in bed lol

Does your favorite band have a male or female lead singer? male

Do you normally shut your bedroom door before you go to sleep? of course ol

Have you seen the movie Moulin Rouge? i feel lik ei have once but i do not remember anything about it 

Would you ever dye your hair a different color? yes

Are there any framed pictures in the room you’re in? yes

Have you ever been to a Broadway show? not in broadway... ive seen the musicals lion king and aladdin in my city though

Do you watch So You Think You Can Dance? i did when it first came out

What’s your favorite movie soundtrack? none really stand out to me

Do you prefer group or individual work? individual, id rather just count on myself

Do you have a key to anything besides your house? car

Are you wearing anything with stripes? nope

What time did you go to sleep last night? i think 1am

Did anyone tell you you were beautiful today? no

What show did you last watch? american horror story

Do you think you’ll do anymore surveys today? maybe one more

What’s your favorite ice cream flavor? run and raisin

When was the last time you stayed home from school sick? years ago when i actually attended school lol

Could you ever complete a 500-piece puzzle? i probably could, i just wouldnt have the patience

If you could run a red light and not get caught, would you? nah. id rather not risk mine or others’ lives

Do you like to listen to music as you do your homework? i dont have homework

Did you think Adam Lambert’s AMA performance was really that controversial? i dont recall, this survey is probably really old

Do any bands flat-out annoy you? nah, i just dont listen to them

Do you have a mirror in your bedroom? yes

Was today a birthday for any of your friends? yes actually! ill need to greet him

When was the last time you rode in a limo? never been in one :(

Do you take naps daily? no. i wish!

Do you still make Christmas lists? yes haha

Do you watch the show Dexter? i did. apparently theyre rebooting it which is exciting! the ending was pretty trash

What’s the background on your phone? its a dark cityscape of nyc

When were/will you be a a sophomore in high school? -

Are you scared of any animals? cockroaches. also i live in australia so while im not afraid of snakes and spiders, im pretty mindful of them

Have you ever been to any sort of convention? yup! ive been to sexpo and a wedding expo lol

Which song did you last listen to on repeat? probably a kehlani song

Where do you want to live when you grow up? around here still

Are you currently using a blanket? yep

Are there any songs that make you cry? not really

How many siblings do you have? one

What are you doing this weekend? its saturday today. im doing nothing. tomorrow im going on a picnic with friends

Do you prefer swimming at the beach or in a pool? pool, its so much more comfortable than a beach lol

When was the last time you had a haircut? hmm... maybe june?

Which musical instrument do you think sounds the prettiest? a harp!

Are you in band or chorus at your school? no

Do you know what you want for Christmas? nope. i dont ‘need’ anything.

Do you watch fireworks on New Year’s Eve? most of the time!

Is your birthday within the next three months? no

How long is the song you’re listening to? not listening to music

Are you anticipating anything this week? yeah, kinda waiting to see if were going ahead with buying some land

Is your mom or dad the older parent? my dad

Have you taken the SATs yet? -

Do you watch anything on E? i dont have e

Are you going to get off the computer now that you’ve finished this? nah maybe one more survey lol

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #428

“there’s more money in tragedy, more net worth in self-pity  /  so you’re doubling down inside of your screen, hiding behind attention you seek”

Have you ever told someone, besides family, that you love them and meant it? Yeah. I've told friends that platonically, and I've said it to two people and romantically meant it. Are the blankets that are on your bed now made by someone you know in life? No. Have you seen all The Lord of the Rings movies? I haven't even seen one. How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had in 2014? I had one. Can you walk in heels? I mean I can, but I don't like to. What does your mom say about the pictures on your Myspace? First the '14 question, now this... I don't think Mom ever had a Myspace, but I can answer for Facebook. She's always the person to "heart" react them and say something about how "beautiful" I am or something. ;x; What was the last thing you and your parents argued about? Idr. Do you feel your life is at its best? Fuck no. There better be better times than this. What do you worry about the most? The most? That's hard to say... but probably my career future. Or really just the future in general. Have you ever let someone be your everything? "Everything" still feels like an understatement. He was my source of happiness, a massive part of my own identity, and my promise for a better future. It was so, so unhealthy. Think back to the last person you kissed, how many times have you cried in their arms? Two times, I wanna say? What are some things you do when you’re mad? I get snappy and try to isolate myself to cry it out. How do you feel about your hair right now? I hate itttt. It's getting too long and just boring. I'm hoping I can get up with my hairdresser soon for a trim. What’s an interesting fact about you that not many people know? Uhhhh... I guess that I was a dancer for many years. I feel like I don't really fit the general "aesthetic" of dancers, so people have definitely been surprised to find out I was one. Do you do anything embarrassing when no one is home? No. Just because no one ELSE is there, I'd embarrass my damn self lol. If you had the chance to move to a completely different state/county, would you? Fuck yes I would. Could you ever be friends with someone that broke your heart? It's funny, because that's what the traumatized, overly-attached part of me wants (at the bare minimum), but my common sense knows that's dumb as fuck. I could never healthily be friends with him. Are you scared of fireworks? No, but others are terrified by them, so keep that in mind. Does anyone know every little detail about you? No. You woke up one day and discovered that you were only able to see in black and white… as well as one other colour. What colour would that be and why? I guess red? It sounds morbid for it to be the first thing my mind goes to, but that way, I'd be able to see blood and therefore be able to detect a symptom of danger. What is your favourite soundtrack for a film/video game/television show? (Though feel free to name as many!) Silent Hill 2 and Shadow of the Colossus have fucking LEGENDARY soundtracks. What is your favourite Pokémon? Ninetales! I also really love Espeon and Umbreon, too. And Charmander. And Pikachu. And Skitty. And... well, too many, ha ha. What is something your best friend of the opposite sex does that you can’t stand? He calls me "kid" a lot. Is the last book you read a really well-known book? It's not world-famous or anything, but it seems relatively known by teens/young adults. At least, I follow a lot of artists who make fanart for it. Do you have anything besides just songs downloaded on your iPod? No. When at the beach, do you spend more time on the beach or in the ocean? In the water. I hate the beach itself. Do you have any siblings you absolutely despise? Why do you despise them? No. Have you ever babysat before? Did you enjoy this job? Yes, and no, not at all. Have you ever busted a window before? Why did you bust it? No. Do you still get scared watching old horror movies? You watch them alone? Horror movies pretty much never scare me, never mind old cheesy ones. I don't mind watching them alone. Do knives scare you? Is it from watching scary movies? I'm terrified of big knives, and it has nothing to do with movies. It's a fear that started after Mom stopped me from a suicide attempt where I was going to slit my throat with one. They just radiate danger for me. Have you ever tried to sing opera? Did it work out for you or no? No. What was the last piece of furniture you purchased? I've never bought any furniture, and I don't recall the last thing Mom bought. Have you ever broken up with someone for a reason other than lack of feelings (ex. moving away, etc.)? Yeah; we split because we were essentially two shaky towers leaning against one another. We have to learn to straighten ourselves up independently before that relationship even becomes a "maybe" again. Has anyone ever told you that you are too picky when it comes to the people you date? What about not picky enough? Neither. Was there anything unusual or unique about your birth? Nothing really, besides being born in an icestorm. My birth itself was totally normal, as far as I know. Mom considers it pretty extraordinary though because according to her, I took one look at her and smiled so big. Says a lot about our relationship now. What was the best conversation you’ve had recently? *shrug* What is the next book you are going to read? The book that comes next in the series I'm reading. Who was the last person to do something nice for you? My mom does nice things for me every day, like making dinner, letting me live under her roof... a lot of stuff. Is there any artwork in the room you’re in? Yeah, some of my stuff. Have you ever made out on a couch? Yeah. Someone asks you what you want; what do you say? Happiness. Direction. What was the last thing you complained about? Just being incredibly sore. The gym's kicking my ass, but it needs to, so I'm fine with it. How do you feel when you hear other people complaining? It depends on how frequently and about what. It can become overwhelming sometimes, especially if it's over something truly trivial. Has your name been in someone’s Facebook status lately? No. Do you own any Sims games? Which ones? I have the original animals one, as well as the African animals one (which I surprisingly like less). What was your first job? I was a sales associate at GameStop. Do people praise you for your looks? Yeah, definitely not. Do you like your eyes? No. I wish they were bluer and wider. Tell me what your back pack looks like: My last one was a galaxy texture. What celebrity do you think is hot? HMMMMMMMMMMMM I DON'T KNOW????????????? NEVER SEEN ONE IN MY LIFE O: O: O: Last movie you saw in theatre: The The Lion King remake. Has someone you were dating ever cheated on you? No. What’s the cutest thing someone’s ever done for you? I'd rather not dig through the memories to find what I'd consider the "cutest." What was the last thing you heated up in your microwave? A chicken pesto bowl for lunch. Did you ever watch Phil of the Future? Occasionally, but I was never big on it. Do you have an online game that you play often? I play World of Warcraft pretty much daily. Do you prefer regular or electric toothbrushes? Electric. What was the last thing to piss you off? Truly piss me off, I'm not sure. When and where was the last time you took a picture of yourself? Months ago in my room. I want to take a new one to update my Facebook profile pic, because I think I'm ready to return there. Who was the last person to pay you a compliment or praise? The first day at the gym, Mom told me she was extremely proud of me, and it meant a lot. I truly think I can stick to this, and it's a fucking phenomenal feeling. What’s one thought you have regarding the subject of love? It can be the most beautiful thing in the world, yet simultaneously has the capability to be one of the most painful. Do you think that it’s possible to fall in love at a young age like eleven or twelve? Who am I to say, honestly. I lean towards no because at the age of puberty, you're really all over the place with your hormones and emotions, and I just don't know if it's possible for two pre-teens to have the maturity level to grasp what it truly means to be in love with someone. But again, what do I really know? Everyone is different. Are sex and sexual activities something you enjoy? Yeah sure, if it's something I'm in the mood to engage in and I'm in love with the person. What’s an interesting fact about the state in which you were born? We're the home of Pepsi products. I know, of course I would share a fact about soda, ha ha. What’s one aspect of your life that did not turn out as you expected? Where I am now as far as "adult development" goes. I don't drive. I don't have a job. I still live with my mother. I could go on and on... By this point, I definitely expected something much, much different when I was younger. What was the last event to cause you any sort of heartache? Hm. I don't know. What was the worst phase you’ve ever gone through? *shrug* What excuse did you use most often to skip school? There were times I'd pretend to have a really bad cough. I could fake a nasty cough, man. Are you shy about singing in front of people? Very. Honestly, do you put your elbows on the dinner table? Yes, because why the fuck would that matter. I don't get how something so simple and harmless is "bad manners." Have you ever taken a picture in a public bathroom? No. Yes or no: corsets? I. FUCKING. LOVE. CORSETS. UGH I wish I could pull one off, omfg. In your opinion, is money the root of all evil? All evil? No. There are some horrible crimes people can commit that have nothing to do with money. Do you own a pair of overalls? Ew, no. I hate overalls. What is the best game to play while in the car? Uh, idk. Has a movie ever made you jump in fear? I'm sure at some point. Jumpscares are hard to be unfazed by; it's just a natural reaction to something sudden. Yes or no: pickles? Bro I LOVE pickles. Yes or no: strawberry ice cream? Ugh, no. Do you know what your mom’s favorite movie is? No, actually. Are you a role model to anybody? No fucking way I am. Do you know how much you weighed at birth? Somewhere around six or seven pounds. Look outside the nearest window. What can you see? From where I'm at, I can just see the shed. What are you interested in that most people would be surprised to know? Cutesy, pastel stuff, probably. How many bathrooms are in your house? Two. Do you prefer stripes or polka dots? Polka dots. Are you considered a very sensitive person? Very. Have you ever told someone you never wanted to speak to them again? Yes. What’s the weather like today? Is it nice enough to go outside? It's hot as fuck outside. You will NOT see me outside today. What does your last text message say and who is it from? It's just a thumbs up emoji from the woman who works at my psychiatrist's office. She schedules my phone appointments with him. Do you listen to any podcasts? How do you listen to them? No. Why did you leave your last job? It was WAY too fast-paced with lots of responsibilities that I just couldn't handle. Have you ever eaten at a restaurant and left without paying? No, that's awful. What’s your favorite scent of air freshener? Probably something floral and subtle. Are your hands and feet in good condition or could you do with a mani-pedi? Ugh. I pick my fingernails off badly, so they're a mess rn. I also DISDAIN my feet because they are horribly callused from when I used to walk like crazy. It's so weird how I can exfoliate the area and scrub (... and sometimes tear) them off, but they're pretty much immediately back. When was the last time you played a board game? What did you play? A couple years ago with Girt and Sara, I think. We played Scrabble. How old were you when you first became sexually active? Do you mean like, doing anything sexual? In which case that would be 16. I woulda been 16 or 17 when I actually lost my virginity, though. Do you know anyone who has been through a divorce? A load of people. Does anyone not know somebody? Have you ever done a juice cleanse? No. Do you have to pay for parking in most places in the town/city you live in? No. That's a foreign concept here. It's one of the very alien things I experienced in Chicago; I don't really think I knew it was a thing (save for massive attractions, like Disney Word and stuff) before then. Can you hear lots of traffic from your house? Does it bother you? No. We live in a cul-de-sac, and our road is further into it, away from the main road.

[shannygoatgruff]

Only Fan(s) - A Thriller

Genre: Thriller

Pairing: Modern Ivar/OC

Warning: Language, sex, stalking, obsession, kidnapping, sexual assault

Rating: MA+18

Summary: Sometimes OnlyFans subscribers want a little more than internet pictures. Sometimes they want to be your ONLY fan...

Header by: @flowers-in-your-hayr​

Thanks to @xbellaxcarolinax​ for being my beta.

Disclaimer: This story will deal with some topics that might be a little uncomfortable for some people. As always, I’ll try to tackle the hard stuff as tactfully as possible.

A/N: This is a fic I started 10-years ago for another fandom. I never finished it, but I loved the concept. I have an idea of what I want to do with it - hopefully, I’ll finish it this time around.

Part i - Train Wreck 

It had taken forever to get the subwoofer out of the Challenger's trunk without damaging the cords. However, it was done with such skill and precision, it appeared a surgeon had removed it. The tricky part had been hooking the stereo back up to the factory-installed speakers after the subwoofer had been removed, and making everything look nice and neat, so the car’s owner wouldn’t be aware.

It had taken longer than usual, but it was well worth it. Whoever installed this particular unit, did a really good job. They were so meticulous with their installation, right down to the intricate wiring system – not that straight out the box shit that comes with aftermarket speaker setups. It had proven to be a tedious job, but not impossible.

No matter how daunting the task of removing the subwoofer had been, it wasn’t half as difficult as hooking it up to the old iPod without the benefit of a stereo. It had been a painstakingly slow process. One wrong splice of the cord and the mp4 player would short out. But tenacity always paid off. The result looked raggedy, with cords kept in place with electrical tape, the iPod balanced on its side, held in place between two books, and a huge metal subwoofer vibrating next to it. It was ugly, but it worked.

The volume on the iPod was cranked up to the highest level. It was so loud that the walls shook with each kick of the bass drum. There was no reason to ever use a speaker that powerful in a room this size, but the song demanded it. All good music demanded to be blasted at the highest of decibels; this song in particular. It had been playing on repeat for the past hour. One song. One constant beat. One melody, and one voice screeching over that amazing guitar riff. Listening to it on anything lower than the max was the true definition of insanity.

The people staying in the room next door disagreed because they had already done everything to get her to turn it down. They had yelled, banged on the walls, kicked her door, and even called the manager. It didn't matter. The fucking neighbors could eat a dick. Even if they called the National Guard the volume wasn’t changing. This song wasn't "noise", it was destined to be a fucking classic – in her room, if nowhere else. If it was possible to play the song any louder, she would have.

These fuckstick neighbors. They were the only ones that didn't understand how places like this worked. The rule was, there were no rules – that was the beauty of it. That's why this particular room was the best choice. It was on the second floor, around the back facing the alley instead of the highway. There was nothing else on this side of the building except the five rooms on this level, garbage dumpsters, the on ramp, and a peeling billboard. What in the hell were they expecting? If one picked a shit motel, with a shit room that offered no view, why would they think it would be quiet?

Anyone could stay in a two or three-star hotel. But, a bed-bug infested No Tell-Motel? People stayed here because they wanted to get away with whatever dirt they were trying to do. That's why these places charge by the hour and not by the night. Most people wouldn't even want to stay for the entire night. Dirt didn't take that much time to commit. For the most part, the only people who stayed in places like this only needed the space for about 20 minutes…a few hours tops, if they had a lot of stamina. It was don't ask, don't tell…don't listen, don't knock. These assholes should know that. 

Annoying ass neighbors aside, the room was comfortable. The thick smell of stale cigarette smoke clung to the air was reminiscent of home. The smoky air coupled with a heavy bassline made it feel like a rock video. The only problem with the room was that it was hotter than a crack whore's crotch.

The air-conditioning unit in the sole window did little more than blow the smoke rings further around the room. It provided a nice buzzing sound that served as background noise and as a reverb for the music. There was also a burning smell that came from the window-unit being cranked up to full blast. It had been a little hard to get used to, at first, but two packs of cigarettes later, it was no longer noticeable.

The roaches sure didn't seem to appreciate the extra heat in the room. They constantly ran in and out of the vents of the air-conditioner like they were trying to find a cooler climate. Or maybe they were just hungry. The box of half-eaten pizza on the dinette table not only provided a suitable temporary home but also a hardy meal. They gathered there, grabbing their lunchtime snacks before running off to other wall cracks to share in a meal with their friends and family.

Most people would have found the place a disgusting, germ-infested, death trap. But, Torren wasn't most people. She didn't seem to notice anything in particular about her living conditions. She had other things to focus on. She had already paid for this week, and next, so what did she care? The place had all of the essentials; electricity, toilet, running water, a bed, and a TV.

Granted, the electricity was spotty, to the point that she couldn't have her flatiron and blow dryer plugged in at the same time. The toilet was so soiled that it still hadn't been determined if there were rust stains in it, or if it just had never been cleaned…ever. The water ran brown when it rained and a cloudy gray the rest of the time. It didn't get hot either, but it did get tepid if she let it run for 10 minutes, but not hot. Not hot enough to sanitize your hands, or to take a bath in.

But, it was already hot in the room, so a cold shower wasn't so bad. Besides, the tub was indescribable. If someone told her that a family of six had been murdered, and dismembered in that tub, she wouldn't be surprised. It just had that horror movie slaughter look, and the stains to prove it.

The bed was hard and lumpy and judging from the DNA left behind from past guests and holes in the sheets, they probably hadn't ever been changed. The TV was small, but at least it was in color. Hell, the room even came with its own pets, and it was only $50 for the week! There truly wasn't anything to complain about.

Torren Sykes sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, surrounded by ripped out, stolen magazine pages and color copies of photos she’d downloaded and printed at the library. She rocked her head and shoulders in a slow sway to the beat of the song playing. Haphazardly she flipped through the pages until she found a suitable picture and smiled. Picking up the scissors, she licked her lips slowly and ferried her brow, as she started the task of cutting it out.

"Goddammit!" She yelled before slamming the paper down on the bed. Stomping angrily toward the door, she pulled it open and narrowed her eyes at the man standing there. "I swear, if you knock on this door again, I'm gonna slit your fucking throat," she cringed, narrowing her eyes and pointing the shears at the man's neck.

The motel manager was taken by surprise at the half-naked woman holding shears to his neck. Standing before him was a beautiful brunette, with dark features. She had a creamy, light coffee-colored complexion – these days it was hard to judge a person’s ethnic makeup, but if he had to venture a guess, he’d think she was bi-racial. She had perfectly shaped large, almond, brown eyes that gave off nothing but a vacant stare, and a heart-shaped face. The soft dimple in her chin, and the one just at the curve of her mouth, gave her an almost angelic look. She was considerably shorter than him, about 5'5", and well built.

She wouldn't have been considered thin; she was far too curvy for that – the term slim thick instantly sprang to mind. She had thick thighs, extremely pronounced hips, and presumably a large ass. Yet, her waist was small, and her stomach flat, and big breasts. Not too big, where one would sprain their thumb trying to hold them, but they were big enough to keep any man occupied.

The manager wondered if she had some work done to get a body like that. It wasn’t uncommon for women around her to have a little nip, tuck, and a whole lot added to try to look like a vid-hoe, these days.

She was wearing the smallest pair of underwear he'd ever seen. And what was the purpose of wearing a cut off top that stopped just under her nipples? She might as well not be wearing a shirt at all. He could see the curve of the lower half of her breasts because the shirt failed to cover the lower half of her chest. If she raised her arm any higher he would have gotten a full-on nip-slip.

She glistened with a fine sheen of sweat all over her body; her long hair clung to her cheeks and neck, with it. It was almost like her hair was beating as quickly as her pulse was. He could feel the rush of heat come out of the room, as soon as she opened the door. It was like she had just opened the door to an oven. She was hot and sweaty, yet she still wore long tube socks that came up to her knees.

If she hadn't been assaulting him with a deadly weapon, it would have looked like something he’d recently seen on Porn Hub.

He had been so taken aback that he couldn't think of anything to say to her. Instead, he took a step backward and watched as she slammed the door. The entire encounter took about 5 seconds. Long enough for her to open the door, threaten him, and slam it again in his face. He wasn't sure what he was more surprised by, how she answered the door almost naked, the temperature of her room, the level of her music, the anger in her voice, or the scissors that had been pointed just inches below his throat. The whole scene was just wrong and it scared him.

In the 20 seconds that he continued to stand in front of the closed room door, he thought about what scared him the most. It was the look in her eyes. Those beautiful almond-shaped eyes were intense. They were concentrated. They had absently stared right through him. Something about those eyes wasn't right. Had she even seen him? He would never admit it, but he hoped like hell that she hadn't. He hoped that she didn't remember what he looked like. He didn't want any trouble, and he could tell that she definitely was.

Stomping her way back to her bed, Torren resumed her aforementioned position, picked up the copied photo, and started to sway to the music again. She smiled a little taking a second to run her fingers over the image on the page before she resumed cutting. Scraps of paper fell to the bed and the floor, some even stuck to her sweaty legs.

She clutched the cut-out to her chest, before falling back on the bed. Settling on her back, she held the picture up to the light. With tenderness, she brought the piece of paper down to her lips. She kissed it...him, with such passion, before sticking her tongue out of her mouth, and letting it rest on the computer paper - where his lips were, her wet tongue instantly wetting the page and smearing the ink. Planting her feet on the bed, she lifted her waist from the mattress and started to thrust upward with the beat of the song.

Seductively, she flipped over on all fours, laying the picture down on the pillows. She whipped her hair around her head, before letting it hang over her shoulder. She scooped her neck down and began kissing the picture again. As she did, she started to grind her hips hard against the balled up blankets.

She let one hand travel down her torso, toward her panties and smirked at the picture as she did. She braced herself on her left knee and elbow, before lifting her right leg out, then up. Roughly, she took her fingers and plunged them deep inside of herself. She bit her bottom lip, hard; she could taste the coppery blood on her tongue, and when she leaned down to kiss the picture again, she managed to get a nice bloody lip print on it. She twirled her hips and moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Her eyes never left the picture. She removed her fingers, only to trace the dampness on the image before placing them in her mouth. Her taste was incredible. It always turned her on.

She had to have him. She needed him.

She flipped over on the bed, this time grabbing a magazine cover she had torn off from one of the stacks she found in the library. This one had him on the cover.

With a sense of urgency, she smoothed the waxy page down her body, before stuffing the picture along with her hand inside her panties. She closed her eyes. She felt his tongue running over her; she felt his fingers inside of her. The pillow next to her, the one covered in taped photos of him was now on top of her to simulate his body on hers, as her hand and the magazine continued to work. She couldn't get enough of him. She would never get enough of him.

In the middle of a mind-blowing orgasm, that happened to coincide with the best guitar solo ever created, blasting from the speaker, she managed to yell one word, "IVAR!" Then she flopped back on the bed in hysterical laughter.

She straightened out the magazine cover and picked up her bloody cut-out from the pillow.

Wordlessly, she stuck them both to the wall with her juices; amongst the 50 other printouts of him that hung just over her headboard. After giving him another kiss, she finally turned down the volume on her makeshift stereo, picked up a piece of pizza from the box, shook it off, then headed into the bathroom for a cold shower.

Part ii

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Once Bitten, Twice Stupid prt 172 prt 1

172

Sprawled across Hunk, Lance could have laughed. They’d made it. They’d broken the rules of all bad horror movies and hadn’t smartly stayed trapped until help came. They’d made it and the elevator hadn’t dropped. No decapitation. No vivisection. But his damn wings had come out, and Hunk was visibly scared of him. He could see himself reflected in his eyes, all vampiry and not presentable at all. He’d really liked this shirt too. This in built bra business was great. Climbing up, Lance reached his hand out, Hunk letting himself be pulled to his feet before taking half a step back. It was disheartening

“I know. I’m all scary right now”

“A bit... You didn’t give me enough warning”

“If I’d warned you, you would have tensed and hurt yourself when we hit the floor. Are you okay?”

“Yeah... yeah... Holy shit, we’re actually out of the elevator”

“Yep. It looks like the staff already left... I’ve never been here with an empty reception before”

As with the elevator, the reception was bathed red. Lance really hating how it gave the impression blood had splattered everywhere. Red was not a calming colour. He’d have to talk to Coran about changing it to light pink or something as innocent. Looking down the hallways, they were blocked off by what looked like walls. This must have been what Keith meant. Grabbing his stomach as pain flared again, he bit his lip as he hissed. He’d lied to spare Keith’s feelings. He felt incredibly tender and it’d taken too much energy to get the damn doors open.

“Lance!”

Lance was not having a fun time. Knowing he’d cut himself off from hearing Keith’s voice, he felt like crying. This pain he didn’t feel equipped to handle without his boyfriend

“I’m definitely not enjoying this...”

“You need to sit down. I know you want to be all brave right now, but I’m putting my foot down”

Lance scoffed at Hunk, his ego a wanker

“I’m a vampire, don’t think you know better than me”

“You’re not yourself. You lied to Keith and we both know it. You need to rest”

“We need to keep moving”

Hunk threw his hands in the air

“Stop it! You’re not okay! I won’t watch as you lose the twins! I won’t. Either you listen to me, or we can’t be friends! Now, you’re going to sit down and I’m going to try accessing the network from the reception terminal”

Lance blinked at Hunk. Hunk was “Hulking” out on him. Scary mad Hunk was both scary and mad. Very few times had he seen Hunk like this... His ego was angry, but his heart hurt with the shame of knowing Hunk only wanted to help and he was being a douche. He deserved a dick punch

“You’re right. I’m sorry... I don’t feel good”

“No shit. Now sit. I’ll get you some water”

“Standing hurts less”

“Then lean against the desk”

Lance sucked his cheeks in. Pressing his lips tightly together so he didn’t laugh in the face of being scolded. Hunk wanted to help. He had to show him though he looked scary, he wouldn’t leap on him and drain him like a blood bag

“Can you help?”

“Sure, man... Just stop making me worry”

“I’m...”

Behind the reception desk, the phone began ringing

“That’ll be Pidge...”

Hunk ignored it, coming to his side to support Lance’s weight

“She can wait until your resting. Seriously, were you always that strong? Those doors looked heavy”

“Would you believe I’m actually pretty week right now”

“You’re overpowered. You know you’re overpowered right”

“I’ve been nerfed. Taken out by... fucking contractions...”

“Oh, man! You don’t need to push do you?!”

“Not yet... it’s too soon”

“You can’t stop them if they want to come”

“I’m going to hold my legs together and keep them in there as long as I possibly can”

“Man, it doesn’t work like that”

He could clench with the best of them. By breathing through his nose, he’d picked up the fact he’d wet himself at some point... he had no shame left

“It’s going to have to. I want the drugs and I want Keith...”

“I can’t do either”

“But you can do you... I’m going to be angry if Coran forgot to warn us that these doors could drop, and everything down there is fine”

“Does it feel fine?”

“Going by my gut feeling, that would be a no”

He’d gone there. Let a vampire have his deflective humour. Other than his good looks, that’s all he had. Leaning against the reception counter, Lance grabbed the phone up, annoyed by the constant ringing

“Hello, this is team... Lunk? Or is Hance? Lunce? This is team “Stiff and the Chef”. How may I direct your call today?”

“What took you so long to answer?!”

“Ah, hello there, Keith. What a pleasure. You’ll be pleased to know we’re okay. Hunk’s about to get started on the computer, and I think I’ve figure out how to put you on speaker... if I hang up, call me back. I’ve never been a great receptionist”

Keith sighed heavily in the phone line. Lance pressing the button that said speaker and set the handset down

“You had me worried”

Good. He hadn’t hung up on Keith. Pidge could hear them both, so she and Hunk would be able to techno babble

“I know”

“No, you don’t know. What happened?! Are you okay?”

“I landed on Hunk. We didn’t get hurt”

“Lance has batted out! He’s got his wings out!”

Dobber. Hunk returned the scowl Lance shot his was he settled in front of the computer

“Fuck. Babe... I know how much energy that takes out of you”

“I’m not rushing to try the walls. I see what you mean now. The reception is cut off”

“Is there anyone there? Pidge is changing camera angle”

“No. I’m going to assume Coran either trained his staff in these kinds of drills, or he had limited staff knowing he was summoning a demon”

Two long moments passed before Keith sighed into the phone

“Babe. What aren’t you telling me? I can hear your ego and if your wings are out, you’re stressing out”

Damn, Keith was good

“It’s... okay, I’m still... cramping. I’m not bleeding... but I definitely need a different pair of pants

“Lance!”

“I know. That’s why I’m not going to push myself any further now we’re out the elevator”

“We need to get you out of here. We need proper help”

“I know. Okay, I know. You freaking out won’t make us get out of here any faster”

In the background Pidge squabbled with Keith for the phone

“Lance, are your contractions coming regularly or spastically?”

“Uh... whenever they feel like it. They don’t feel like fake contractions”

“Google says real contractions should come regularly like a regular time apart”

“You’ve got Google?”

“I downloaded some stuff on pregnancy so I’d understand”

God. He loved Pidge. His ego pleased their friends cared so much about the twins

“Pidge...”

“I want you to time them for me. We’ll need all the data we can get”

“I don’t know... they hurt like fuck”

“Worse than a noogie?”

Pidge was so innocent

“Think period cramp with razor blades”

“Okay. That... that doesn’t sound fun... and I don’t think they’re supposed to feel like that. Does it feel like when you had your bleed?”

“I... Coran saw to that pretty fast, it... started when we got inside and... again when we were coming back from the coffee shop”

“I think the quintessence or magic or whatever is affecting you because you’re not human. I didn’t feel anything before the walls came down”

“I did. It felt... bad”

Keith came back over the line

“Babe, I want you to sit down. Hunk, you take care of him. You’re in charge. Lance, I know you’re egos riled up, but you don’t have the extra energy for those wings”

Lance’s bottom lip quivered. He was making Keith mad at him

“If I could put them away, I would have”

“I know. Hunk, is there any way you can do something or your end?”

“I’m locked out. I’m trying to get in”

Pidge called out

“Let me look. I should be able to get in because I’m already logged in! Keith’s gonna talk to Lance now. Lance, take it off speaker. I need to concentrate”

Figuring out how to take it off speaker wasn’t as easy as pressing the speaker button. He managed to hang up, before Keith called him back

“Babe?”

“I’m here”

Privacy would have been nice, but Hunk couldn’t hear Keith so Lance would have to make do with semi privacy

“How bad?”

“Not good”

“Shit”

Lance nodded. Yep. That summed it up nicely

“Pretty much”

“Okay. Babe, I’m not mad at you. Okay. I’m not mad”

“I am. I thought I was... I was being paranoid. I’ve been doing everything”

Keith’s voice was soothing. Lance longed to cuddle into him

“I know you have. I know”

“I told Hunk they’re staying in there”

Keith snorted

“Good. They’re not going anywhere ahead of time”

“You should tell them that”

“I am. I’m telling you and we’re working as fast as we can”

“I know. Do you think Curtis’s demon was reacting to my ego?”

“I don’t see why it would. We were fine in Platt”

“But Platt is your home... Maybe the demon didn’t like me being friends with Shiro”

Lance sniffled. His ego was being hit by his human emotions

“Then it’s an idiot. It’d be lucky to have you as a friend”

“You’re just saying that because you’re dating me”

“I seem to remember you taking in two strangers before we were dating”

“You wanted to shoot me”

“I thought you were bad, and then you went and turned out to be a good person”

“I scared Hunk”

“Oh, hey. That was your ego. But don’t you ever scare me like that again. And don’t go opening elevator doors like that again”

“I won’t. I don’t have the strength”

Keith went quiet as he processed what was said. Sadly the hunter mumbled into the phone

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what to do”

“I don’t know either. Coran normally pops up to fix everything”

“That he does. I’d sit through a dozen of his stories to see you right now”

Looking down at his hands, his clawed fingernails were slowly retracting. Nothing calmed like Keith

“So would I... he talks about the past a lot more now”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. He was my therapist for a bit... but he didn’t tell me much about that stuff”

“I think it’d make him the skeevy uncle if he did”

“You can’t call Coran “skeevy””

Coran would have had a heart attack on the spot, or at least a fair amount of damage to his soul. Prim and proper, solving each problem with one cup of tea at a time, that was Coran... most of the time...

“I’m just saying that he probably didn’t because you kept yourself so guarded”

That was true. It was still a fight to go against years of self imposed training. Love had drawn him out of his shell. Platonic love for Pidge and Hunk. True love with Keith. The love and patience of a mother from Mami

“Until you came along. All I could do before was stay on the outside”

“Being on the outside is overrated”

Sadness bubbled up. Lance not entirely sure what he was sad over now. He ached to be with Keith...

“That’s true. Babe, we never did paint the rest of the nursery”

“That’s because Shiro fell asleep. You know, Pidge totally called out us out earlier”

“She did?”

“She reminded me we didn’t get a pram or car seats”

“I didn’t think about that”

He’d only thought of how to make their home as comfortable as possible for their twins

“I didn’t either. Mum’s getting us car seats”

“Is that because of her driving?”

“I’m not about to disagree. Are you sitting down yet?”

“It hurts less to stand”

“Did you take your shoes off?”

“How am I supposed to reach without you?”

“Carefully?”

Lance chuckled into the phone. He was acting like a nutter, still, everything he said Keith seemed to have a quick comeback for

“I’m too fat for that. I’m grateful yoga pants are stretchy”

“They do make your arse look good”

“I know. I liked this shirt”

“We’ll get you a new one when we get out of here”

Lance nodded, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, voice cracking as he smiled

“I’d like that. Coran’s probably going to keep me in again”

“Then we’ll stage a break out”

Coran would shoot them. Heck, Shiro might even kneecap them for trying

“Will you throw me over your shoulder and make a run for it?”

“Nah, princess carry all the way, just like the diva you are”

“Hey, Keith. I really love you”

“I love you too, babe. We’re coming for you guys”

“I know you are. You always do”

“What can I say? I’m a sucker for a blood sucker”

In the background Pidge was groaning at the pair of them. Lance laughing at Keith’s bad joke startled Hunk, who raised an eyebrow

“Hunk’s looking at me like I’m weird”

“You are. All our friends are. Oh, Pidge says the twins have now become baguettes”

“Baguettes are pretty big... I don’t want to give birth to a foot long sub”

“That’s be a really long shit and stuff”

“I think it’d be worse than a dick punch”

His arse firmly noped that idea

“I’m ready to dick punch Coran if he forgot to tell us this was going to happen”

“I had the same thought. God. I’m terrible”

“We’re both as bad as each other”

“Maybe it’s a soulmate thing?”

“So that’s my super power? I can tell Shay I’m like the superhero of dick punches?”

“I think she’d laugh way too hard if you did”

“Probably. Have you sat down yet?”

“No... I don’t want to put the phone down”

“I don’t want you to either...”

“I won’t... Have you guys got us on camera?”

“Pidge has two monitors and I have no idea what’s happening on either of them”

“That sounds about right for her. I’m glad the internal line still works”

“I found some Blade comms, but I think all outgoing signals are jammed”

“Coran does own the whole block”

“Then he can afford to give me a pay rise for dealing with this shit”

“We are pretty broke”

“But we’re rich on love”

“Keith, put the phone on speaker!”

“You hear that?”

Pidge sounded grumpy

“Our gremlin being cranky?”

“Yeah. Are you okay to do that?”

“I’ve got it... lemme push the button”

Lance pressed speaker, managing to get it right again

“Okay, you’re on speaker, Pidge”

“Good! Hunk, help, they’re being romantic!”

“I know. I don’t know what Keith is saying, but it’s calming Lance down”

“They’re being all gross”

“Love isn’t gross”

“Because you and Shay are mental for each other. I’ll take my electronics instead. Now, I’m hooked up to your computer. Coran’s password works for everything”

“So it should work on here?”

“I’d say so. You ready?”

“Give it to me”

“It’s all one word. Coran-the-galant”

What the heck? Coran’s password involved himself? Then again, it was so weird that it was perfect. No one would think that Coran’s password was himself

“Pidge?”