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huihuiheart · 3 years ago

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Angstober 2021:

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October 2021 Schedule

Please read before continuing: A new fic drops at 1pm EST everyday. Everything will include specific warnings as necessary and warnings will be included below. Will not include smut, will me mostly SFW though some may have slightly suggestive themes or other themes that may not be safe for some readers. Anything that could trigger or so on will be included in warnings, please please read warnings BEFORE reading the work. All works will be tagged: Angstober 2021

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Key: 💜 - Gender Neutral 💗 - Female Reader 💙- Male Reader

1. Shattered Glass - Xiumin - Summary: You had forgiven him too many times and all for the same mistake. You just wondering if you would learn to forgive yourself for putting you through all that heartache. - Warnings: Cheating(repeatedly), heartbreak, one sided love, being led on. - 💜

2. Fools - Juhaknyeon - Summary: He played you for a fool, but it was too late to take back your feelings now. - Warnings: Player themes, kind of cheating (they were never in a relationship though, so), mentions/implications of sex. - 💜

3. Arrangement - Taehyung - Summary: You had to marry him to get ahead in life, but there wasn’t much reason that he need you in his. - Warnings: Arranged marriage, one sided love, Taehyung is honestly just a jerk, like he just doesn’t give a fuck about your feelings, cursing. - 💜

4. Broken Promises - Ateez- Summary: Accidents happen, but when people get hurt because of them it makes it that much harder. Perhaps even to the point where they aren’t sure that they can even forgive. - Warnings: Car accident themes, hospital themes, breakup (can be friendship or romantic not explicitly stated), arguments, crying, cursing. - 💜

5. Too Late Now - WinWin- Summary: Your actions only seem to prove to Sicheng that you really don’t care about your relationship, and now it’s too late to change that. - Warnings: Arranged marriage, broken hearts. -💜

6. Pawn - Soobin - Summary: To Soobin you were just another disposable pawn. - Warnings: Fake friends, manipulation, lies, smoking, cursing. - 💜

7. Trust Issues - Bang Chan- Summary: Lies are too easy to believe when there’s trust issues involved. - Warnings: Cheating themes, yelling, cursing, exposing of secrets, mentions of health conditions, lies, just in general things blow the fuck up. 💜

8. Broken Things - Mark (NCT)- Summary: Mark came crawling back after things ended poorly, but you’re not so easily swayed this time around. - Warnings: Mentions of arguments, mentions of a bad breakup. - 💜

9. Shot - Donghun- Summary: What you did was to protect the man you love, but he didn’t see it that way. - Warnings: Mafia themes, hitman themes, criminal themes, death themes, breakup themes, threats, cursing. - 💜

10. Appearances - Yuta - Summary: You thought that things were finally changing, that maybe in the end it would all work out. Only he wanted them to work out a different way. - Warnings: Arranged marriage, cheating/infidelity - 💜

11. Steril - Mingyu - Summary: You’ve never felt so alone in your life, especially not while someone was laying right besides you and now you’re wishing you could take it all back. - Warnings: Hospital themes, car crash themes, mentions of speeding. - 💜

12. Broken Things - Hyunjae - Summary: You both knew that it was over, but that didn’t mean that part of you didn’t care anymore...only maybe that kind of made it worse. - Warnings: Mutual agreement to break up, but it’s still an emotional breakup, crying. - 💜

13. New Girl - San - Summary: San had found someone new and they didn’t like the history that the two of you had together. - Warnings: Friendship breakup, friends with benefits (in the past, mentioned but no actual explicit content), cursing, yelling, gender neutral reader but San has a girlfriend in this who isn’t reader, San’s girlfriend is a manipulative bitch, she’s just kinda toxic honestly. - 💜

14. Paparazzi - Monsta X- Summary: You knew getting caught up with them was going to be an ordeal, still you thought you’d have everything under control...thinking that was your mistake. - Warnings: Secrets revealed, breakup (whether you want to consider it friendship or more is up to reader), problems with press, getting fired, mentions of drinking/being drunk, cursing, crying. - 💜

15. Ruined - Suho - Summary: Junmyeon blamed you for ruining a part of his life you knew nothing about, and so in turn he wants to ruin yours too. - Warnings: Mentions of infidelity, gn reader but mentions of Junmyeon being with a woman, arguing, breaking things, screaming, cursing, crying, threats. - 💜

16. Affair - Hongseok - Summary: This is the last thing you would have expected from Hongseok, but now you saw it...right before your very eyes. - Warnings: Cheating themes, it’s gender neutral reader but he cheats with a woman, heartbreak, mentions of nudity, crying, mentions of sex (Hongseok is literally caught cheating, so...). - 💜

17. Regrets - Jeonghan - Summary: Even after breaking up his words still rang in your head and your heart, you couldn’t shake them and yet you couldn’t live with them either. - Warnings: Mentions of breakup, exes, some issues with self-worth/self-doubt, mentions of therapy. - 💜

18. Not What I Wanted - Sejun - Summary: You and Sejun had different ideas of what your future looked like and there was not going to be any changing of that. - Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy ( it's a conversation topic reader is opposed to it right now but doesn't say they would always be), disagreement, argument, cursing, taking a break (they don’t get back together in this piece though, so take that how you want). - 💗

19. Race For Love -Yeosang - Summary: After years in love you were both tired of this cat and mouse game, the decision had to be made. Would you stay or would you go? - Warnings: Mutual pining (for a long long time), non-breakup breakup (they were never technically a couple so take that as you will. - 💜

20. Empowered - Kai - Summary: You finally built up the courage to walk away from a relationship that should have ended a long time ago. - Warnings: Implied toxic relationship, breakup. - 💜

21. Admit It - Heochan - Summary: To him you were the whole world, to you he was just another mark from the competition. - Warnings: Mafia themes, honey trap themes, kidnapping themes, heartbreak themes, gun themes, blood, betrayal, revenge themes. - 💜

22. My Turn To Break - Hongjoong - Summary: You’d been there to piece him together for so long that it was hard to realize that you were the one who was actually falling apart. - Warnings: Broken relationships (friendships + romantic), crying, heart break. - 💜

23. Love to Hate You - Doyoung - Summary: It was always hot and cold, back and forth, and it was perfect...until it wasn’t. - Warnings: Implied smut, kind of breakup (off and on relationship), it’s a messy situation, cursing. - 💜

24. Secrets - IM - Summary: Secrets were kept and the damage had been done, but maybe with time it could be undone too. - Warnings: Accusations, assumptions of cheating (they’re just assumptions), cursing, reading someone’s diary, taking a break, themes of therapy (nothing wrong with it, just a warning in case it does trigger someone). - 💜

25. Warning Signs -Taeyong - Summary: The warning signs were all there, he just chose to ignore all of them. - Warnings: Implied smut, cheating? (they were taking a “break”), cursing, breakup, crying. - 💜

26. No Choice - Bang Yongguk - Summary: You thought you were finally free, until he showed up at your doorsteps with threats once again. - Warnings: Yandere themes, blackmail, stalking themes, threats, messy breakups, toxic relationship, breaking and entering, cursing, slight mafia themes. - 💜

27. Undoable - Kim Sungjoo - Summary: You had been played like fools only to be ripped apart all to easily, but maybe some thing were unfixable. - Warnings: Implied smut, drinking, drugged drinks, lies, cheating themes, breakup themes, yelling, cursing, crying, punching. - 💜

28. Scars - U-Kwon - Summary: He just couldn’t let you go, not when he needed you this badly. - Warnings: PTSD(from a kidnapping), mentions of scars, mafia themes, yandere themes, cursing. - 💜

29. In The End - Kim Taeho - Summary: His heart had been broken and that was no minor thing, still it didn’t make what he had to do any easier. - Warnings: Heartbreak, cursing, friendship breakup, some minor gaslighting, crying, toxic relationships. - 💜

30. All An Act - Jinhoo - Summary: You had been together for so long that is was hard to remember why you were together, that didn’t mean it was easy to say goodbye though. - Warnings: Love that faded away, pressure from family, breakup, cursing, drinking. - 💜

31. Restrictions - Kuhn - Summary: Some of the worst things are done with the best intentions. - Warnings: Hurtful words, breakups, crying, cursing. - 💜

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imagineurfavs · 4 years ago

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IMFACT Masterlist

OT5

- nothing yet -

MTL

- nothing yet -

NSFW A-Z

- nothing yet -

♡

Jian

- nothing yet -

Jeup

- nothing yet -

Taeho

- nothing yet -

Sang

- nothing yet -

Ungjae

- nothing yet -

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#imfact scenarios #imfact #imfact x reader #imfact smut #imfact imagines #imfact reactions

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thatleroybrown · 5 years ago

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IMFACT reacting to you crying because you’re afraid of loud noises

summary: IMFACT reacts to you crying since you hate loud noises.

This is my first imagine and I did it because I was inspired. I don’t think it’ll be really accurate, but since I cherish IMFACT that much, I thought it would be nice. If you don’t like it or you consider something is offensive (I didn’t write this with that purpose), please, don’t be rude and express your opinion in a polite way. Some are shorter and some are longer, but I wrote as inspiration came to me. I’m sorry if there’s any problem with my English. Enjoy!

disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs. The credits go to their owners.

warnings: none

JIAN

You two decided to do something special since you've been busy recently, so you decided to go to a play at the theater. Unfortunately, your seats were quite close to the speakers, but you decided to pull yourself together and be brave since you didn't want to give him a hard time. The play started and loud noises began. Although Jian was enjoying every line and every scene, you couldn't focus. All you tried to do was not to cry. But you cried. In order to hide your tears, you put your hand on the side of your face and tried to keep a poker face but, despite your attempt, your body started trembling and you started sobbing. Jian noticed it right away, looking at you worried while holding your hand, so he could see your tears.

"Y/N, are you okay...? Oh, right. You are afraid of loud noises, aren't you? Let's head out and go to somewhere quiet" .

JEUP

You two were just fooling around at home. Laughing, making weird faces and telling bad jokes about everything. Trying to light up the mood even more, Jeup played some music on the stereo. At the beginning was fine, but then the volume started rising up and up. Jeup was too into the rhythm and you started to get scared.

"Jeup... could you turn down the music, please?"

He didn't listen.

"Jeup, please" you rised your voice, but the music volume also rised up.

"You know I'm scared of loud noises..."

"I KnOW" he shouted, trying to freak you out.

And he did it. You didn't want to lose against Jeup, but your fear was bigger than your pride. As soon as he saw tears going down your cheeks, he rushed to you.

"Nononono, Y/N, don't you cry, okay? Please" he turned down the volume and hugged you as fast as he could.

"If you don't do that again, I won't cry" laughed in a soft voice, still sobbing.

"Okay, okay..." agreed. "Crybaby" murmured while smiling slightly.

TAEHO

You two were walking down the street while laughing and imaginating funny situations. In one of them, Taeho started imaginating what would be to communicate with you like if one of you were deaf.

"I suppose I would have to TalK LiKE ThIS" he staretd shouting.

At first it was funny due to his funny and cute faces, but then he got closer.

"WouLdN't iT Be FunNY?"

"Taeho..."

"WoULd yOU GeT NerVOus??" He got closer

"Please..."

"YoU hATe iT ThAT MuCH???" he was just right next to your ear.

You didn't know it, but two little tears started to appear and going down your cheeks. Taeho didn't realise untill your hands started shaking.

"Y/N no... I didn't mean... No, please. We're outside. No..." he hugged you, while you hid your face on his shoulder. Little by little, you calmed down and kept talking so cheerfully, pretending that nothing happened.

LEE SANG

Sang was a soft boy and he wouldn't do anything that would make you feel bad. At least, on purpose.

After a tiring day, you two decided to lay on the sofa and chill while watching an horror movie. It wasn't that scary since you didn't mind them, so Sang took the chance and turned up the volume at its maximum (he really wanted you to get scared, so he could "protect" you and make sure you stayed with him all night). It was true that you weren't actually scared of the movie itself. It was pretty lame, indeed. But there was one thing that actually scared you to death: all those screams and "terrorific" noises were loud. Really loud. Too loud. You just wanted it to end so you could calm down a little. You also didn't want to walk away since Sang might get worried, so you decided to stay.

Bad idea.

Non-stop loud noises actually scared you quite a lot, so you decided to get closer to Sang.

"Are you scared?" he asked with mocking voice "Didn't you say that horror movies were boring?"

You didn't listen to him but stayed there, buring your face on his arm, so you could hide your tears while Sang kept mocking. But after a while it stopped being funny.

"Y/N, are you really okay...?"

It took him a while to remember, but he did. Picking up the remote, he turned down the volume, you still covering your tears with his arm.

"I'm sorry... I didn't reali- I'm so sorry..." he didn't know what to say so you would calm down.

As you heard the screams and loud noises were fading out, you heart felt less and less heavy, so all Sang could see was your watery eyes.

"I'm sorry... I won't forget again, I promise" he said while cleaning your face from the tears, as you couldn't help smiling at that sweet scene of the boyfriend of yours.

UNGJAE

The world was so noisy. It was really bothersome almost everyday, but that day was too noisy for you to handle. Traffic jam, street music, neighbors arguing... All you wanted to do was to disappear or become deaf, but none of the options were possible.

As soon as you got home you tried to keep your mind busy doing other things so you wouldn't notice the noise all around, but it was the World against you, so the World ended up winning.

Calmly, step by step, you aproached the bed. Taking the sheets up to your head, you tried to calm down.

"This is not gonna get over me" you repeated time after time, so it would make sense to you.

You didn't want this to freak you out. You didn't want to feel any kind of weakness. But sometimes the human being needs it. Sometimes people need to cry. And so you did.

Just some minutes later, Ungjae arrived home. Noises were still out there and as loud as one hour ago.

Ungjae looked for you all over the house till he realised a round little thing under the sheets. It was you.

"Is Y/N home?" he tried to joke, but he stopped as soon as he heard you crying. "This is all too much, right...?" he kept talking, trying to empatize with you. "Don't worry, I'm here..." he rubbed your back. "Just cry as much as you need".

And he stood there all the time, making sure crying helped you to calm down while rubbing your back and leaving little kisses on your head through the sheets.

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xxjkmxx · 6 years ago

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~Sang Cyberpunk Moodboard~

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#sang #imfact #imfact imagines #imfact scenarios #imfact moodboard #imfact icons #sang moodboard #cyberpunk #vaporwave #90s anime #anime #cyberpunk moodboard #em #anon

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selfishnes · 6 years ago

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#imfact #imfact jeup #imfact icons #imfact imagines #park jeup #jeup #jeup icons #kpop #kpop imfact #kpop icons #kpop psd #psd

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blameitonmyespressohigh · 7 years ago

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IMFACT as Weird Things BFFs Do

Thanks, Buzzfeed, the homies know what's good.

Sang: Text each other when you're literally in the same room. Send your very worst selfies to each other, the ones that make you look like a thumb. Ask each other what to say whenever someone else texts you. Talk about literally nothing and everything all at the same time. Give each other incredibly weird nicknames that make no sense to anyone but you. Really just have a very inappropriate humour together. Have clothes in their closet and food in their fridge and vice versa.

Taeho: Act as each other's own personal photographer at all times. Get jealous of each other's other friends. Ask for a like on social media to be guaranteed at least one. Send each other a picture of your outfit every morning (JUST TO MAKE SURE). Call them “bitch“ as a term of endearment. Find none of each other's crushes worthy of them. Just be emotionless wishing each other luck before exams or interviews, then not be able to come down if it went well because you're so proud.

Jeup: Coordinate your dance moves without meaning to. Declare constantly that you should have your own reality show (you probably should, he's already hilarious). Stalk people on Facebook together. FaceTime ten minutes after you leave each other's house because you miss each other already. Hype each other up over your respective crushes but be the first to diss them hard after heartbreak. “The uglier the Snapchat, the closer the friendship“. Start talking in an accent for no reason. Comment and laugh about each other in class whenever the other tries to participate seriously.

Jian: Look at each other and burst out laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Bicker like siblings but eventually get over it with a slice of chocolate cake, or wine (usually wine). Giving people you both don't know nicknames only the two of you understand. Go to each other's houses when they aren't even there because you have a key. Talk non-stop about books and/or movies you both like, then start inventing impossible scenarios about the characters and "What if..." discussions. Cry over things together that are so small and insignificant you'd be embarrassed if anyone else found out.

Ungjae: Communicate with each other by eyes only. Create your own emoji language that is not translatable for anyone but you two. Imitate each other's habits to rag on the other like 24/7. Be each other's biggest fans and hype squad no matter what you're doing. Talk to each other's parents almost as much as you talk to your own. Be just incredibly overwhelmed with feeling blessed they exist. Air all of your existential thoughts and philosophical 3am musings, even if they are actually stupid.

#One part of the admins is - like - atomic trash for IMFACT so #IMFACT scenarios #IMFACT imagines #IMFACT as best friends

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folkloreguk · 4 years ago

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Colvers Castle (M)

A/N: This one’s for the bisexual horror-obsessed girls (me)!!! Jk anyone can read this, but I had the best time EVER writing this sdfgh also I was gonna post this around Halloween but I couldn’t wait any longer so here you go!!

genre: mystery / creepy? / smut (optional bias (male) x reader (female))

warnings: a little gore (describing (fake) wounds and costumes), unprotected sex, the reader might be a little risky, mentions of murder / suicide

summary: Two girls go to a Halloween party held at an old castle. What kind of creatures will they encounter, and will they ever be the same afterward?

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“Oh my god!! You look so good!” you whisper-yelled towards your friend who was already sitting on the bench at the bus stop. Her blood red dress sparkled and although her red knee-high boots couldn’t have been too comfortable, they sure made her look incredible. On her head sat a pair of light-up horns and silver chains and chokers adorned her neck. She grinned widely upon laying eyes on you. At first, you had planned on wearing the same outfits, but then you had opted for dressing as polar opposites. Where her horns sat, a fluffy halo seemingly floated above your head. Your dress had a similar cut, but was a simple white, satin material and your necklace had a subtle golden heart pendant just between your collar bones.

“Where’s your trident?” you asked, taking a seat next to her.

“I figured it’s not too safe to dance with an item that could potentially poke out someone’s eye,” she said. “So I left it at home.”

“Fair enough,” you agreed, laughing. “Are you excited?”

“I’ve been freaking out since I got up this morning,” she said, waving her hands in the air dramatically. “A real castle? This has to be fun!”

The two of you were headed to the hottest Halloween party in your city. Usually, you weren’t the biggest fan of parties. But combined with dressing up and going to an old castle outside of the city, this party sounded like it was going to be the best night of the year.

“Finally, the bus is here,” you pointed out. When you stood in line to get on, you noticed how you and your friend weren’t going to be the only party-goers on the vehicle. But then again, there weren’t many bus lines that would bring you to the castle. You spotted a Michael Jackson boarding the bus a few people away from you, followed by a fake-blood-drenched clown. The sight only amped up your enthusiasm. Costumes had always been one of your favorite parts about Halloween. And judging by the scale of the party, you were going to have a lot to observe today. You squeezed past Dracula onto the seat next to your friend and off you went.

The ride to the castle took a while. You had to first ride through almost your whole city and then take a rather abandoned road through the countryside to the site of the party. But you got busy catching up with your friend who you hadn’t seen in a while and time passed quickly. You were in the middle of discussing which was the scariest film you had ever watched, when your eyes locked on a bright light in the otherwise dark scenery outside.

“We’re almost there!” you exclaimed, diverting your friend’s attention to the castle. You had been going through a forest, so when you suddenly exited the tree maze, the bright lit up stone walls of the castle came as an extra-pleasant surprise to you. Only a few minutes later, the voice on the bus announced the stop ‘Colvers Castle’ and soon you pulled up in front of it.

Weakly, you could remember visiting the castle with your school class when you had been a lot younger. You might had grown up since then, but nonetheless the cold, inured stone walls still impressed you. Hadn’t it been for the violet lights shining onto the side of the ancient building, the gaping gate in the battlement would have looked less than uninviting to you. Your friend squeezed your arm in happiness while you approached the entry. From somewhere, music was carried through the air and made you smile.

“Are we allowed to enter all of the castle?” you asked.

“No way! The well-preserved part and the museum will be closed off, I’m pretty sure the party is mainly focused on the inner courtyard,” your friend explained. “They wouldn’t let rowdy teenagers and drunk crazies riot inside such a precious castle.”

Just as she had finished her sentence, your eyes followed the stones in the walls up to where the purple light couldn’t reach. The turrets rose high, and the night was pitch dark. But you could have almost sworn there was a small light coming from the tiny window at the top of one of the turrets. Maybe some party guests had run off after all? There. This time there was no doubt in your mind. There was a man’s expressionless face in a window, looking out at the arriving guests.

“Hey, look up there!” you tugged your friend’s arm. Her eyes followed your finger, but when you looked at where the face had been, it was gone.

“What’s up there?” she asked. Just for a moment, you searched the rows of windows. Maybe you had accidentally lost it. But no matter where your eyes went, all you saw was darkness inside the castle. You mumbled a ‘nevermind’ to your friend and quickly wiped the thought off your brain. This was a Halloween party, and you were ready for it. Along with the familiar faces from the bus ride, the massive gate swallowed you up into the courtyard of the castle.

It was obvious that the major action of the party was going on here. The all-too well known ‘Thriller’ by Michael Jackson was playing from the speakers and you grinned at the young man dressed as the famous singer, who you had already seen on the bus, for a moment.

Party guests were yelling in excitement and singing along, all whilst dancing in a sea of people right in front of you. The main grass area had been transformed into a dance floor. Immediately, your friend pulled you along and into the crowd. In the blink of an eye, the buzz and energy from everyone around you sprung onto you as well, and before you knew it you were moving along to the music. Whoever had managed to throw this event really had an eye for choosing a great venue. Usually, there was something magical and peaceful about the castle. Tonight, however, dunked in red and purple lights and occupied by hundreds of young souls, it made for the perfect backdrop of a legendary Halloween party.

“Welcome to everyone who just got off the bus to join us!” a voice shouted through the speakers, just before the next song started. Your eyes scanned your surroundings. Quickly you had spotted the DJ stand, where a young woman and a man were providing the guests with music. They were wearing matching zombie makeup and outfits and the crowd cheered at their words, an infectious excitement that caught on to you right away.

Time moved differently on a dance floor. Bodies pushed against you, always keeping you moving along. The beat of the music seeped through your skin and into your muscles, almost as if it was your new energy source. It was hard for you to remember how many songs had played since you had arrived. Had it been fifteen minutes or an hour? You could barely hear over the volume intensity, but then again, you didn’t need to. There was no need to talk to your friend right now, who was moving to the rhythm with her hands in the air, grinning at you.

That’s when a figure in a pirate costume pushed themselves between you and her, apparently having taken a liking in your devil-friend. Lazily, she put her arms on the pirate’s shoulders, inviting him to dance with her. You weren’t upset, though. All you wanted was to have fun, and you wished her the same. A girl in a witch costume replaced your friend, and although you had never met her before, there was something about dancing together that made you feel closer to her than you felt to some people you saw every other day. Her hands were on your waist and you shared a moment with your faces close to each other. It was harmless flirting through gazes without either making another move, drawing a smile on your face.

But as soon as she had appeared, she was moving on to the next person. She granted you another toothy smile, like she didn’t have a care in the world, before turning to a vampire girl. You scanned your immediate proximity to check if your friend was anywhere in sight. When you spun around, you spotted the red fabric her dress was similar to, so you squeezed through a few people to get to her. But as you tapped her shoulder and she turned her head it wasn’t your friend. This girl had fake blood smeared across her cheek and looked nowhere like a devil.

Thinking you might have better luck with observing the crowd from an outward perspective, you wriggled yourself through bodies until you reached the edge of the dance area. To your left was a sign saying ‘game zone’. Intrigued, you entertained yourself for a minute by watching a boy dunk his head under water whilst bobbing for apples in a barrel. As soon as you would find your friend, you were planning on convincing her to take a shot at some games. But for now, you needed something to drink. Although you were outside, your cheeks still felt warm and your throat was a little dry from the cheering.

So you opted to walk the other way, pursuing the direction of the ‘bar’ sign. As soon as you had located a free seat, you strutted towards the chair. The bartenders were all wearing superheroes’ costumes and you admired the decorations, ranging from pumpkin heads and little ghosts to spider webs, they had put up.

“Can I get you anything?” cat woman asked you. She gave you a grin as she remembered your face. She had once gone to the same school as you. You quickly ordered before spinning around to get a good look at the dancing crowd. The bar was up on a slight hill, so you were seated at a higher level than the dancers. But the darkness made it challenging for you to accurately spot faces and combined with the way everyone was moving, you quickly gave up on your plan of finding your friend this way. Maybe if you waited a while, she would show up by the bar herself.

“Here’s your drink,” you heard a voice from behind you. When you turned your head, the bartender was placing a glass in front of the young woman next to you. She was dressed like a princess, but her face looked nothing like a fancy noble woman. Her eyes were blood shot and two single lines of blood ran down her white-powdered cheeks.

“I believe this is yours,” she said, sliding the drink over to you. “I didn’t order anything.”

“Thank you,” you said, checking the liquid. She was right. The bartender must have gotten you mixed up. “I like your hair, it’s beautifully done.”

She smiled at your compliment. Then she pushed your glass a little closer towards you and bent over to your ear. “Be careful of your drink. Men like to take advantage of women.”

“I won’t let it out of my sight, don’t worry,” you thanked her whilst smiling. Her expression had been dead serious, almost making you feel uneasy. But when she saw the way you smiled, her features softened. Her mouth that had tiny red lips drawn onto them curled into a beautiful, but kind of sad smile.

As you both turned to yourselves again, you decided to appreciate your favorite part about Halloween – the costumes – for a while. The classics were present: Vampires, killer clowns, zombies and the latest horror movie villains. A wildly dancing group of teenagers all disguised in robes from the Hogwarts -houses made you chuckle. And as always, there was a fair share of people who were wearing undefinable costumes that mainly consisted of random fake wounds or fake blood on their faces and clothing but didn’t impress you all that much. And lastly, there were the lazy ones, who settled for hiding their face behind a cheap mask, so they at least appeared to have made an effort.

For a moment, you dug for your phone and checked if your friend might have texted you. But there were no notifications. You quickly typed a text “where are u?” and let your phone disappear in your small bag. Whilst waiting if she would reply, you decided to take a trip to the toilets. As you walked there, you made more costume observations. To your left, next to the bar, a stone wall ran all the way around the courtyard. Party guests were using it as a seating accommodation, as it was a nice way to overlook the whole atmosphere. A realistic looking version of the nun from the Conjuring-movies sitting on the wall impressed you quite a bit. Next to her, a couple was seated. You couldn’t quite figure out what their outfits were supposed to portray, but they surely weren’t modern day clothes. You admired the makeup they had put on their necks. It looked as if they had slashed throats.

After you had arrived at the bathrooms and finished your business, you checked your texts one more time – but still nothing came from it. You were sure she was simply having too much fun to check her phone. As you walked down the hallway to the exit back into the courtyard, you spotted a young man standing at the end of it. Behind him was a ‘no entry’ sign, that had been temporarily installed to keep party-goers out of the castle. The young man was wearing a white button up shirt and pants that made him look a little like a Disney prince – had it not been for the fake blood that soaked the fabric on his chest, which made him appear more like Dracula. He smiled at you shyly, before turning and walking further down the closed off hallway.

��I don’t think people are supposed to go there,” you spoke, glad that you didn’t need to raise your voice as much because the music was drowned out by the thick castle walls.

“No one’s here to stop me,” he said, before climbing over the fence. “Will you join me for some fun?”

You didn’t think you’d find your friend any time soon, and if she was going to run off with some random pirate stranger, maybe you should too? The vampire prince sure was handsome. Carefully, you walked closer to the fence.

“I’m sure those doors are locked,” you said, watching as he approached the door at the end of the hallway.

“I wouldn’t be so sure,” he smirked, and next thing you knew he was opening the door that said ‘staff only’ on it. “Care for a free castle tour?”

“How do I know you’re not a creep?” you asked.

“How do I know you’re not a creep?” he replied, laughing. “I’m just bored of having so many people around, alright? If you don’t come with me, I’ll go by myself.”

Your curiosity took over. And maybe he had a charm about him – a sly smirk, a few buttons on his shirt undone or maybe it was his voice that sounded like honey.

“Fine,” you hurried over the fence and squeezed yourself through the opening in the door after him. “Don’t make me regret this.”

“I plan on not letting you forget me,” he said. “But there’ll be no regrets.”

His words were vague, and there was a strange feeling about him, but you simply couldn’t put your finger on it. You looked around. The only light falling into the hallway came from the party outside. This part of the castle seemed to belong to the museum, but the further you followed him through the corridors, the rougher the stone walls seemed.

“You want to see a nice view?” he asked, and of course you did. So, you took the stairs up to a higher level. The rooms here had neither doors nor glass windows and generally didn’t seem to have been restored like the part of the castle that was open to the public.

“Are you real?” he asked.

Your brows furrowed. “Real?”

“A real angel?” he asked. He was walking ahead of you, so you couldn’t check his face for whether he was joking or waiting to attempt a silly pick up line.

“I’m a human being, just like you,” you said.

“You sure do look like an angel,” he said. The sincerity in his voice surprised you. This guy had a strange way of flirting, but you preferred it over the gross sexual remarks other men considered to be flirting.

“Thank you. And what are you tonight?” you asked. You took a look outside into the courtyard. The scene looked breathtaking from above, and this way you could appreciate the immortal beauty of the castle even better.

“I’m the ruler of this house,” he said, smiling. He was coming closer to you now, and you smirked.

“Oh, a prince?” you asked, returning his smile. “If an angel let someone touch her, I think it would have to be a prince.”

“You’re bold,” he said, but he was grinning. “Suddenly I’m glad they are hosting a damn party here on Halloween. So, would you let me touch you?”

“Please,” you said. His eyes were dark and suddenly filled with lust. When his lips first smashed against yours, they felt a little cold, but the moment your tongue swept over his bottom lip and he parted his mouth, his hot tongue met yours. You felt like he had set you on fire in the best way possible. It had been a while since someone had made you so horny in such a short time. Within seconds your hands were in his hair, tugging softly, and his hands wandered from your neck to the front of your dress. Your back arched against his touch eagerly as he squeezed your boobs through your bra.

You didn’t feel in the mood for long foreplay, and luckily it seemed he thought the same. He grabbed your ass, pushing you against him so you would feel his growing bulge. A moan slipped past your lips and you felt like covering your mouth.

“No one hears us here, don’t worry,” he said.

“Sorry, I’ve just never done it in such a…public setting,” you said. Although you doubted anyone else even knew they could enter the castle this easily. Hungrily, you kissed him again and pulled him towards you with such urge that you stumbled backwards a few steps. Your back touched the wall, sending shivers down your spine from the cold of the stone. Teasingly, he lifted the hem of your dress to the top of your thighs, his fingers playing with the suspenders of your garter.

“You like my lingerie?” you asked.

“Hmm…but I think I’ll like what’s underneath more,” he said, fingers ghosting over your center. Impulsively, your eyes closed at even such a tiny touch.

“Then please hurry up,” you urged him, and he chuckled. Swiftly, he pulled aside your underwear and slid one of his fingers between your soaking folds. You sucked in a breath and leaned your head against the wall behind you. On instinct, your hips moved against his hand for more friction. He added another finger, toying with your clit in rapid movements. How did your legs already feel like jelly? You held onto him for support while his free hand pulled you flush against him. When he pushed his digits past your entrance, you hummed in agreement. Expertly, he curled them inside of you, using his thumb on your clit.

“Am I supposed to find angels sexy?” he asked, gaining your attention.

“Yes,” you replied. “And I hope they give you a boner because I want you to fuck me.”

At the same time, you ran your hands down his sides and to his hips to the visible tent in his pants. He grunted when you palmed him through the material and probably also at your words from a few seconds ago. Finally, he removed his hands from between your legs, but you weren’t upset because you knew there was more to come.

“If you turn around, you can have what you want,” he said. More than willingly, you did as he said. When you turned your head, you watched him unzip his pants just enough so he could pull down his underwear and expose his hard length. You placed your palms flat against the wall and arched your back a little. When he slowly pulled up your dress to rest the silky material around your waist, you whimpered in impatience. He knew what he was doing, and he loved hearing you as you quietly asked him to speed things up. You felt the sudden urge to press your legs together as he pulled down your underwear, just slightly so it stayed around your thighs and wouldn’t fall on the dirty ground.

He hissed a little when he let the tip of his cock run over your center, your wetness covering him. For a few seconds he teased you, drawing out more of your whines. But the teasing only made it feel more rewarding when he eventually entered you. He filled you up all the way, then slowly pulled out almost fully, only to pull your hips against him and quickly thrust into you again. With time, he picked up a steady pace, hips slapping against your ass with every movement. You rested your head against the wall, feeling the rough material against your cheek, but you couldn’t have minded less.

There was something so intimate about hearing someone moan. And it felt especially intimate when it was a person you had just encountered. You realized you hadn’t even bothered asking for his name, but you were confident you would never forget him and the way he felt inside of you. When you’d think back to this, you’d remember his fingers digging into your hips, pulling you against him with ever thrust, and the way your moans mixed with the noise of the party in the background. People were cheering and singing while a famous song was blasting through the speakers, but really all you heard were your own whimpers of pleasure.

The air was cool on your bare skin, giving you goosebumps. Simultaneously, you felt hot all over, every of his touches seemingly leaving a trace of fire wherever he laid his hands on you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head for a moment when you felt his fingers between your legs.

“I’m so close already,” you said, his new actions only adding to the sensation. He drew random shapes onto your center, clouding your mind with the need to just let go and let your orgasm wash over you. He groaned when you clenched around him, and from the way his thrusts quickened and seemed a lot less controlled, you could tell he was almost there too. His curse words and your moans went well together, and before you knew it you felt him twitch inside of you. His liquid spilled out of your core as he pulled out. He breathed heavily but didn’t stop his touching on your clit.

Your thighs trembled when he rubbed faster, pulling your body close to him. You could feel his breath on the side of your neck, only making you feel dizzier. It could have been the drink from earlier, but you were almost convinced it was him who was making you feel as if you were drunk. Your whimpers sounded longer and more dragged out now, and right before you came, they silenced completely. He didn’t stop while your body arched and shook because of his perfect fingers on you. Tightly, your eyes shut and you clenched your hands to fists. When you felt your knees become especially weak from sensitivity you softly tugged on his wrist, signaling him to stop.

Letting out a sigh of both happiness and exhaustion, you spun around. You blinked at him tiredly and smiled. Your head rested against the wall as you watched him pull his pants back up, so you did the same.

“You were amazing,” you said.

“So were you,” he replied, tilting his head a little when he grinned at you. Meanwhile, you picked your bag off the ground. Just as you did so, you felt a vibration coming from inside. Quickly, you checked your phone. “I’m waiting by the bar”, your friend had finally texted you.

“Do you want to come join me and my friend at the party? I lost her earlier so I should really go and see her now,” you asked the handsome stranger in front of you.

“Oh, no thanks. I’d rather stay here for a while longer,” he declined.

“Alright, whatever you like. Maybe I’ll see you again later?” you said.

“That would be nice,” he smirked. “Do you remember the way out?”

You hummed a yes and said your goodbyes to each other. The empty castle hallways were a lot creepier when you walked them by yourself. You imagined how it must have been back then, walking down this corridor. The light of a candle would have made your shadow dance menacingly on the unwelcoming, cold walls and the sound of your footsteps would have been heard even from far away. But the uneasy atmosphere only lasted until you had reached the familiar door. When you opened it, reality engulfed you again.

Your walk to the bar was hasty, since you hadn’t replied to your friend and you didn’t want her to think you wouldn’t show up. The party was just as energetic as before. You even had the feeling that more people had showed up since you left it a while ago. When you neared the seats, you spotted your friend instantly, this time being sure you weren’t mistaken.

“Where were you?” you asked, slinging your arm around her shoulder and grinning from cheek to cheek.

“I could ask you the same,” she replied, giving you a sly look. “Look at you. Your hair and lipstick’s all messed up.”

You chuckled as she ruffled your hair and put your halo back in place.

“Okay, I’ll go first. I met this guy,” you said. She raised her eyebrows as if she was surprised, but you knew she wasn’t. “We might have sneaked off into the castle.”

“Shut up, no you didn’t!” she almost yelled over the music. “I want every detail tomorrow.”

“Alright, granted. What about you?” you asked. “Was the pirate a good kisser?”

She only laughed and nodded her head yes.

“I saw they had a game area over there,” she pointed out.

“Let’s go, and then you can tell me more about that guy,” you said, pulling her along with you. Happily, you sang along to the song that was playing. You couldn’t wait for the rest of the night. Although neither of you tried your luck in apple bobbing, your precious makeup having been too much work to destroy it this way, you found a bunch of other games to participate in. You made temporary friends with a bunch of drunk girls who were all trying to win the main prize in a game but were simply too intoxicated to knock down some cans with balls. So you and your friend helped them out, to which they seemed to have crowned you their new group members. You danced some more, and time passed way too fast for your liking.

By the time you stepped back onto the bus that would bring you home, it was hard for you to say goodbye to the castle. So, this was Halloween for another year. The party mood hadn’t died down, even on the bus ride home, because it was filled with guests. When you watched the castle become smaller, you noticed the heavy fog that seemed to have appeared from nowhere all of a sudden. It engulfed the ancient building into a cloud of white smoke, the further the bus distanced itself from it. As you entered the woods, the only thing left to be visible were the eerie purple lights shining through the fog.

Tiredness came over you when you finally stepped off the bus at your stop. It was a short walk home and you promised to call your friend first thing in the morning before you said your goodbyes. You could already spot your home when you thought back to the stranger from the castle. He had called himself the ruler of the house. His handsome features and smile were livid in your head, even when you silently entered your room and took off your shoes. As you changed into your sleepwear and got ready for bed, you noticed the forming bruises on your hips, but they only made you grin to yourself.

Yawning, you fell into bed, but not before checking if your friend had texted you. Got home safely, goodnight x, she had sent. You quickly replied to let her know you were at home as well and went to switch off your phone. But then curiosity suddenly came over you. With rapid clicks, you searched for the castle’s museum’s website on the internet. Maybe you could find out who had really lived there, hundreds of years ago.

You clicked the ‘history’ button and began to scan the texts, even though your eyelids felt heavier with each second.

King Walter III and Queen Alice ruled the castle. Their two sons Hugh and Henry and their daughter Beatrice grew up happily in the castle. But starting from year 1568, the lives of the noble family took a drastic downfall. Henry, the younger of the two brothers, had always felt jealousy over his older brother Hugh, who would one day inherit the throne from their father. His greed and envy drove him to great lengths, until one day, Henry took out his anger on his brother directly. He stabbed Hugh in his sleep, in rage so blind that even his father could barely stop him when he fell witness to the dire scene. Distraught and outraged by this event, the older brother was locked away in a tower, threatened to never see another face ever again in punishment for his crime. But the unfortunate events didn’t end there. Princess Beatrice had fallen for a Lord from another kingdom, who took it upon himself to take what she had from her. In their wedding night, he was said to have poisoned her drink. She went to bed and never awoke to see the next day. There is only so much parents can take in one year. So, in utter devastation, the king and the queen made a decision together. After having their favorite red wine and watching their last sunset together, they committed suicide by cutting open their throats and died sad, but together. Prince Henry was said to have been forgotten, locked up in his tower all alone, facing a lonely and slow death on his own. Some say they can still hear the voices of the royal family in the castle halls at night, and if you look close enough, you might find their ghosts haunting the castle to this day. Why don’t you come visit us and find out for yourself?

You shivered and felt a little uneasy at the way the museum was advertising something so horrible. But when you scrolled down the page just a little further, what you saw knocked out the breath from your lungs. It was a picture, an old painting to be exact, of the family. And there he was. The prince was staring at you blankly, and you felt tears well up in your eyes in disbelief. It was the stranger who had taken you into the castle. You thought back to his blood drenched shirt. As if he had been stabbed. You shook your head no when your eyes fell on the rest of the family. You recounted Princess Beatrice from where she had been sitting by the bar next to you, telling you to watch over your drink. You saw the queen and the king, who you had noticed sitting on the stone wall, holding hands, the wounds on their throats having looked almost too realistic to have been fake. And then you remembered your arrival at the castle. You thought back to the face you had definitely seen in the window at the top of one of the towers. This was all just coincidence, right? Your stomach turned in terror. Had someone tried to play a joke? But if so, why had their faces looked so perfectly similar to the family in the painting?

Quickly, you pulled up the social media of the girl, your school friend, who had served you at the bar. ‘Do you remember the girl dressed as a princess with bloody tears who you accidentally gave my drink to? She was sitting next to me at the bar’, you quickly typed and sent.

For at least an hour, you twisted and turned in your bed, going from almost sleeping to nervously checking your phone for a reply. You thought you were going crazy. But sooner or later, you realized she might have had too much to do, cleaning up the party or simply going to sleep herself, and you drifted off to slumber.

When you awoke the next day, the previous night almost felt like it had been a scary dream. But when you checked, your hips were still bruised and you had a new message from the girl who had worked at the bar: As far as I remember, the seat next to you was empty. I gave the drink to you. You were dressed as an angel, right? Why are you asking?

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