#just woke up from one where (tw for gore) i moved to a new city and my mom was visiting she'd gone to get us some food when there was a

[child-of-the-sea-and-sky]

I need to Not buy this brand of melatonin again

Shits got me having horrifying nightmares most nights right now

[lemontines-writing-corner]

[DISCONTINUED] yandere! wally darling x detective! reader au (Omniscient Series)

PROLOGUE

NEXT

authors note: please keep in mind some parts aren’t going to be canon to the Welcome Home plot. I am fully aware Wally Darling is NOT yandere canonically this is just an au/head-canon. Also! To keep in mind this is all fictional and yandere media is not something to be taken seriously romantically in reality. If you do please seek help. With that I hope you enjoy the prologue of this story !

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TW: PILLS MENTION/SCOPOPHOBIA/DESCRIPTIVE GORE MENTION/HORROR THEME MENTION/RELIGION/CULT(?) MENTION!!!/SLIGHT MENTION OF DEPRESSION

I woke up to a pitch black place. My vision is covered in darkness but my feet told me otherwise, stepped onto a puddle of black ooze. Panicking I tried to escape and call out for help, the black sticky ooze smelled of old books and wires, I blinked looking down and suddenly seeing written scripts, but they were all drawn with eyes. The red plastered all over them, I couldn’t move I was stuck to one place as I heard the telephone ring.

I was unable to see where the telephone is. I only hear the ringing getting louder and louder, my ears starting to get engulfed by the sound of the telephone ringing as I heard whispers all around me. I can’t hear what they say as I begin to sweat and tried to get out of the black puddle that has glued me in one place.

My vision blurred taking my eyes off the ground, looking up to see an unknown figure. Almost getting close to me…

The sound of my alarm woke me up as I sat up in cold sweat, taking a few breathers as I rubbed my face against my hands. Sighing in relief and exhaustion, I then got up and turned off my alarm getting ready for the day at work. Skipping breakfast was a usual thing for me because I didn’t have any appetite or the energy to make one. Instead I just drink coffee to make me awake and alerted through the whole morning at least.

Stopping at my destination which was the police department. I looked for a car garage and parked there, being in a busy city can be draining and exhausting. The smog in the air, constant cars running and stopping from each traffic light, people interacting, usual same routine almost everyday 24/7 plus overtime.

Ever since I’ve gotten this job, it’s been restless. To add the cherry on top I still have to pay my college expenses from the classes I took and supplies I borrowed in order to pass my classes to get a damn bachelors degree. Being a kid you dreamed big and now once you’ve reached that dream it suddenly doesn’t feel all bright and colorful. It might be me who is just grown up and still unsatisfied of my own life, feeling stuck in one place.

As I reached to the police department, entering in and greeted a few people who were in the office. Trainees, private investigators, police officers, you can name it all in this office, they’re all under the branch of law enforcement.

I looked at my dark green door as I twisted the knob of my own office, sat down and turned on my computer as I decided to cut on the tv that was hung up on the far right corner of my door, listening the news to see what was happening today locally.

“Breaking News, crime rate has suddenly gone up more than the past month. Crime investigators have been trying to keep track of homicide rates, although the traces have lead to the unknown, most of them died in there homes and child abduction cases has risen up. Police has warn everyone in the city to lock up your doors and be alert of your surroundings, if you see anything suspicious please call ***-***-**** to report anonymously.”

The news station then shifted back to the daily weather and updates around town. Starting up my computer to scroll through the files of missing persons, recent ones were children. When children comes up to the topic it becomes morbid, usually very heartbreaking to lose your child. Dead or alive.

A knock on my door made me pull away from the computer screen. I looked up to see my partner, who is a police officer holding a file labeled as evidence. “Another one Ruby?”, I responded as she took a seat and looking across from me.

“You know how it goes around this job”, Ruby opened the manila folder, showing two dead parents that have their eyes taken out, a mother laying dead in the bathtub, drowned and in a paralyzed limped state. The father who was put in a closet and tied in an intricate way that you need a pair of garden scissors to open through that loop. Supposedly died of blood loss as I saw his side stabbed deep into his lower abdomen. I looked over a family photo, two kids. One boy and one girl.

“Any information about them?” I took the paper of their information. “Family of four, both parents work and kids go to school, the oldest is about 10 and the youngest is 5. Mr. and Mrs. Caddel, children’s names are Brian and Catherine”, I closed the manila folder and nodded. “I was wondering if you’re up to take this murder case. This has been reoccurring around the city and people need answers”, I looked up at Ruby, “I’ll take it.”, Ruby smiled at me and got up closed the door, “Don’t fail me now kid!”. I rolled my eyes, although she makes a point because she’s much older than me.

I sighed and felt a headache shot up in me, I grabbed my painkillers under my desk cabinet and took one and drinked my bottled water that was already sitting on my desk. “This is going to be a long tiring week for this case huh?” I said to myself…

footnote: you have reached the end of the prologue! Critic is allowed as I appreciate the feedback^^

I’m sorry if you didn’t like the 1st person point of view. But I wanted you guys or y/n to get the feel of what’s going on, information about yourself, the settings in a descriptive way as possible.

this won’t be a romantic story as it will go darker. With that thank you so much for reading the prologue!

[fr-jedicreed]

Inescapable Punishment

TW: Abuse, body horror, gore, hints at sexual abuse

Note--all dragons are in gijinka’d forms, unless otherwise noted!

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Moen couldn’t remember the last time he felt fresh air on his face. Had he ever been outside? He’d been in his master’s home and business for so long... He couldn’t remember. And...how did he get outside, anyways? Had he walked out of the building? Had Master brought him out here? Why? Master never let him out of the building...

Even his mask was gone. His eyes were covered with a cloth, but the mask was gone. He couldn’t see, but he could feel. And smell. He lifted his head, nose to the air, as he sniffed. So many scents...! What was going on? Curiosity got the best of Moen, and he wandered further. He smelled. He listened. The more he walked, the louder things got. Voices. Moving of carts. Machines. The sounds of footsteps. Moen felt his heart race with excitement. It was all so new...! Why had Master not let him go out? This was amazing!

A rare smile came onto his lips, as he started walking a little faster. He could hear more talking, feel the sun on his face, and--

“Whoa!”

Moen ran into something--someone--and stumbled back, tripping over his own feet, and landing on the ground. The one he ran into didn’t seem angry, though instinctively Moen flinched, tensing up for a blow. Instead, he heard movement, and that someone was close.

“You okay there, buddy? We crashed pretty hard.” they chuckled, though from what Moen could hear, they sounded male...

“M--Moen’s f-fine...” he wheezed, his voice sounding strange without the mask to filter it, making him tilt his head at his own, “Moen’s fine...”

“Strange way of talking, huh?” chuckled the one that was knelt down close to him, “You lost? You seemed to be looking around a bit. Though...erm...’looking’ as an objective term...”

He felt fingertips graze against the cover over his eyes and Moen jerked back, “N--No! D-Don’t touch! Moen’s...M-Moen’s eyes...are damaged. Master is taking care of th-them...”

“Er...Master?”

Moen nodded.

The one he ran into was silent. But before any more words could be uttered, something--someone else--bumped into Moen, nearly causing him to sprawl on the ground. Though he did anyways, as an angry voice hissed out.

“Watch it! Move it, you idiot!”

That was anger. That person was angry. Moen whimpered, covering his head, tensing his body up, ready for the blow. But it never came. The nicer voice spoke up instead, not angry.

“You move it!” he called out, before going back to Moen, “Hey, you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he? C’mon, let’s get you out of the street.”

“S-Street...?” Moen raised his head. The ground underneath of him was vibrating slightly, with people, carts, and various other moving objects. Where ever they were, it was busy. Moen slowly stood up, though he flinched, as he felt a hand under his arm, helping him stand.

“Easy, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” said the other. His hand felt warm on Moen’s arm, and he couldn’t help but shake a little, wanting nothing more than to lean into that touch. How long had it been, since he felt a kind touch? Master hadn’t touched him in awhile, especially kindly. Maybe if Moen continued to be good, this one person will touch him some more...

“C’mon, let’s go get you some ice cream. You sound parched...!”

“Ice...Ice cream...?” Moen tilted his head, confused.

“Do...Do you not know what ice cream is?”

Moen shook his head.

The other sighed, but it wasn’t an aggravated sigh, “Man, you are missing out, my deprived friend. Let’s go broaden your horizons!”

--

Minutes later, Moen was sat down, with something cold in his hand. What was this? He moved his head closer to smell it, only to touch it with his nose. The coldness of it startled him, and he jerked his head back with a soft noise. The one next to him chuckled, and he heard him lick.

“Try it! You’re gonna love it, Moen.” he said, chuckling.

Moen tilted his head again, before turning to his ice cream. He moved closer to it once more, and stuck his tongue out, giving the cold treat a lick. Feeling it so cold on his tongue was weird, but it was so...!

“Sweet...!” squeaked Moen, making a happy noise, before going back to his ice cream. The other beside him laughed, gently patting Moen’s shoulder, making him lean into the touch with another noise.

“See? You’ve been missing out!” he laughed, good-naturedly. The two fell quiet for a moment, licking their ice cream, before the other spoke up again, “Say, uh...you keep saying ‘Master’ a lot. Is that literal, or just part of some...erm...play thing...?”

“Master owns me...Moen.” said Moen simply, taking another lick of his ice cream, “Whatever Master says, Moen does. Otherwise, Moen gets punished severely. A-And...And it hurts...”

“He hurts you, Moen?” asked the other, his voice soft and...concerned? Moen hadn’t heard concern in awhile. It made him pause, looking over at the other dragon. Or in his general direction.

“Only if Moen is bad...” wheezed Moen, nodding, “Moen tries t-to be good...honestly...!”

He whimpered, going back to his ice cream, mind flashing with images of the several, horrific punishments that his master had dealt out. He bore the scars of several of them. And his eyes, sewn shut, was another punishment...

“Hey, hey.” That gentle voice came again, and a warm hand rested on his shoulder, “Let me help you. Let me confront this master, and we can get you to freedom, okay?”

Moen whimpered, leaning into that gentle touch again, “B-But...”

“I can handle myself.” He could practically hear the other smile, “I may not look--erm, sound--like it, but I’m pretty strong! C’mon, let’s go have a ‘talk’ with this Master of yours.”

He heard the other stand up, and Moen followed, finishing his ice cream, “Moen’s master is the surgeon of the city. His name is Theadoch.”

“S-Surgeon? That creepy guy I keep hearing talk about?” asked the other, and Moen could feel him shiver.

“Moen’s Master is a good surgeon. Not good with others, but he does great work.”

There was a sound of movement from the other, before he gently took Moen’s hand. Moen almost instinctively jerked his hand back, but he grasped him tightly, fingers trembling as he let the other lead the way. Thoughts of freedom went through Moen’s mind, for the first time.

Would it be nice to be free?

Could he be free?

...Did he deserve to be free...?

It didn’t take them long to get to the building. He heard the other let out a low whistle, as they stopped at the front door, “It’s so creepy. Surgeon building, in the middle of nowhere, in some alleyway... Yeah, not suspicious at all.”

He sighed, and gently squeezed Moen’s hand, “Right, let’s go inside.”

Moen heard the door open, and he smelled the familiarity of the building, his home. His prison(?). They walked further in, and the one with him called out, the volume making him jump.

“Hey! Bastard, I need to talk with you about this guy!” he called out, “What gives you the right to--?!”

It happened so fast. Moen heard the door slam behind them. The other gave a shout. There was...a growl. A low, otherworldly growl. A rush of air.

Then Moen knew no more.

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Moen woke up to a sharp pain in his side.

He groaned, as he slowly sat up. He felt at the pained side, relieved to feel no wetness. No bleeding. But it still hurt. Probably broken. The next thing he noticed, was there was a strange smell in the air. Moen sniffed, before carefully getting to his feet, holding his side. 

“F-Friend...?” he called out, his voice even more hoarse than before. He couldn’t feel the cover over his eyes. But the more he tried to open them, the more the sutures pulled at his skin, making them hurt. He didn’t want to be in pain anymore, so he kept them shut.

“M-Moen friend...?” he called out again, carefully moving down the hall. The smell was getting stronger. What was that? It was similar to how Theadoch’s operating room smelled, after a surgery. But it was different, at the same time. Either way, something twisted in Moen’s stomach. Something wasn’t right.

Something was very wrong.

“Fr...Frien--”

Moen paused, as his bare foot landed on something wet. It wasn’t water. Too thick to be water. And the smell was very strong now. He curled his toes, making the substance squish between them. He sniffed the air, turning slightly, hands out. When they touched something that wasn’t the wall, he turned towards it. His hands wandered over the thing in front of him.

Soft.

Wet.

Warm.

Moen’s breathing quickened, as his hands continued to explore. Everything felt wet. He felt something hard briefly, but it too, was covered in a wet substance. He heard a whistling noise in front of him. He reached up. He touched a face. 

Horror gripped him, and he let out a strangled, anguished cry, his trembling hands wandering over what used to be a person. What used to be someone who helped him, who talked with him and gave him ice cream. And while his eyes were sewn shut, his tears stung at the sutures.

The one that helped him was practically up on display. His arms were removed, leaving bloody stumps. His legs were degloved, and he was disemboweled. His chest had been ripped open, ribs broken and spread to look like wings coming from the gory hole in his chest. His lungs had been removed, attached to the ribs, as if a hanging decoration. And his throat had been all but ripped out, leaving him no way to scream. To top it off, his spine had been extended, making his head detached from his body, by a few extra vertebrae.

“This is what you get for disobeying me, Moen...”

Moen turned around, just before being backhanded and sent sprawling onto the ground, right into the fluids that coated it. Visceral fluids, not just blood...

Theadoch stood there, Arcane energy crackling around him, menacingly. He was upset. More than upset, he was angry. 

“You disobeyed me, Moen.” he hissed, before snarling, “I never gave you permission to go outside!! Why did you go outside?!”

“M-Moen just...just...” he stammered, before yelping out as he was grabbed by his hair, and pulled to his feet. Barefoot, he slipped on the fluids on the ground, nearly falling, if it wasn’t for the fist in his hair.

“You didn’t think, you useless sack of flesh.” growled Theadoch, shoving Moen aside, “You’re never to go outside without my permission, that should’ve been a given! And now, it’s time to punish you... And you need to be punished in a way that you’ll remember...”

Moen’s eyes widened, and for a split second, he saw through the sutures, as they ripped enough for him to see. The pain and blood in his eyes became too much, and he squeezed them shut, as tears mingled in, “I’m s-s....Moen’s sorry, p-please...! Don’t p-punish me, Master, please....!”

"Oh, there’s no begging out of this one, Moen.” purred the Arcane demon, a wicked grin coming onto his face, “Naughty boys get their guts rearranged, while they lay awake on my table.”

Moen sobbed out, and quickly fell to his knees, moving forward and grabbing a hold of Theadoch’s robes, “Th-Then u-use Moen, please...! I’ll do it, M-Moen won’t say or do anything, u-use me as y-your toy Master...!”

He obediently opened his mouth, drool dripping down, as he moved towards Theadoch’s crotch. But instead of something soft, he got a knee to the mouth as a ‘reward,’ making him cry out, as he sprawled on the ground.

“I’m too pissed to get off, you fool!” shouted Theadoch, stomping forward, “You don’t deserve to taste my dick, or have it inside of you. The only thing that’ll be inside of you, is my hands, as I remove your organs, and place them in reverse order, as you remain awake.”

He grabbed a handful of Moen’s hair, dragging him along. Moen struggled, crying out as he tried to get free. Tears and blood streamed down his cheeks, as he grabbed at Theadoch’s wrist, trying to free himself, his pleas falling on deaf ears.

Freedom was just a dream.

There was no freedom for him.

He let out one final scream, before the door to the surgery room was slammed closed. The force of the door made Moen’s only friend jar so much, that his head finally snapped off of his overextended spine, landing with a loud thud, into his own fluids...

[bigscaryyanderewriter]

Frosty Fear and the Fury of Flames (Dragonshifter! Shouto x Reader) Part 3

Part 2 ^

Hahaha, a part 3 for you??? It’s more likely than you’d think. This is actually kinda fun to write in parts, although it takes me a while. I have a few requests waiting to be answered still and that kinda bums me out still. Gonna be getting a lot more of Todoroki though. Haha… I like fire boys. Also, if you can’t tell. I really want to play dnd.

Tw: Yandere, Nightmares, Slight Gore

2.1k Words

“Bakugou, are you sure about this? I mean-” 

“Did I ask for your opinion, Shitty hair? Come on, get that damn wimp ready to go. We’re going to need to get out of here if we are going to get them away from that damn dragon.” The grimace on his face as deeper set than usual as you were forced to pack up with the others yet again.

They were going to abandon their mission, since there were other things they could do. That was what Bakugou told you at least, you had a feeling that none of the jobs in this tavern were worth half as much to the group as the one involving Shouto was. Still, you were grateful that they wanted you to stay and that you could be useful to them.

You couldn’t stop the sinking feeling though as you knew that getting farther away would be good, but also… They had to do something like give up the goal they had been working towards to assist you. 

The morning was still dark, no sun peaked on the horizon as the birds only just began singing their morning songs. The bags were packed and soon you were all ready to go by the time the sky began to lighten. You would be heading east and down the mountains a good ways until you got to the plains, travelling for about two weeks before stopping in another city called White Fields. Something was said about dangerous rock formations that would cause small landslides and magic folk you couldn't talk to. Not much rest would be allowed, wanting to get as far as possible from the mountains and desert. If luck was on their side, they would be out of reach by that point, since Shouto was still unable to travel that far from what you have learned. Something about territory disputes and bad blood.

That was the plan and you were praying to whatever would listen that it would work. 

"Are you ready, (Y/N)? We had better get going." Mina spoke from the doorway of the little room of the inn. Her face showed a bit of concerned and you realized you had been scratching a bit at your arm. You hurriedly covered the scratches and grabbed the sack with your more material belongings, the golden jewelry, things you had taken from the cave. Following her out to the boys, you all got moving as you walked out of town. 

The place where the sun rose was your destination. Going throughout the day. The further day the mountains, the darker the forests and the colder it was. It was a bit misty out with the morning still being new. The winter would hit quickly this year and you could tell. At least it would here. The cold air from last night seemed to be cradled here. Your arm hairs prickled as you all walked. 

It was as you pulled your arms closer to yourself that you heard Denki speaking, "Hey, you look… like you might want this." He pulled off the warm yellow cloak he had worn throughout the time you had seen him and offered to hand it to you.

"Oh- It's nothing. I'll be fine… The sun will warm me up soon enough. You know I'm not a princess though, so you probably shouldn't call me that." You said with a tiny fake smile. "I appreciate the offer though."

"Aw, maybe I shouldn't call you princess then. No princess holds a candle to you anyways! You have to be the product of some goddess of beauty." He laughed as you couldn't stop the heat rushing to your face, "Don't be so shy. I'm just teasing you. Though you do make a cute face when you're embarrassed. Still, you should take it. I'll be fine without it for a minute."

"Kaminari, I swear to all the gods that I will shove so many rocks into your mouth, if you don't stop flirting. You'll be shitting so many rocks that you could put it on a resume." Bakugo was throwing nonsense threats and this just resulted in some laughter as you had never heard a threat more ridiculous. It was like it was written by someone who didn't actually know how to properly threaten people or something. 

Ah yes. That is me. The narrator, who cannot narrate without getting sidetracked. Now, watching you and the group laugh… The tension of impending doom is nowhere to be found as you all walk the beginnings of the mountains' autumnal scenery. The yellow cloak draped on your shoulders as you continued and Denki at your side, chatting idly with you. His presence and the conversation taking the pressure of the situation away. It seemed he was an expert, being a bard. Something told you to be careful though. The stereotype with musicians and their unfaithfulness… 

There was more time to mull over the prospect later, but you also just found him so jolly. It was a real treat. Going through the day, nothing happened. It was painfully boring event-wise, tiring, but you made progress. You had begun to feel uneasy, despite Kaminari distracting. Something was lurking in the forests, in the trees. Everything seemed about as turned around for you as a spinning carnival mirror maze. 

Sero, Kiri, and Mina seemed to have had no problem as you were led by them. The group was much closer together now and the laughter began to cease. Night would come and the wish to leave these mountains was becoming louder within your head. It was eerie.

No one spoke much while the dark branches of nearly black barked pines hung above with their ruddy red leaves. The silver of the wood beneath was visibly upon some broken branches and on the stumps that you would sometimes pass on the thinning path. They looked unpleasantly rough to touch. Small barbs lining the branches and serving as more than a small warning to be careful around them. 

Soon the light would go, so Kiri found a spot around where some trees had fallen and sat up a fire for the night, while you picked up anything on the ground to make it less rocky. It was also handy for you to get more sticks for the fire. These trees burned infamously easy. A single mistake with a fire and it could go up in minutes, but it would burn for a long time. It was not usual for anyone to cut any down due to the inhabitants though and the consequences. You didn't know what they were and you weren't about to try to find out by harming the forest. 

Dinner was easy, still being able to have some good leftovers from the inn. You had to eat them all today, but it was still going to be fuel until the next time you went to eat fresh food, cooked by someone else at least.

Denki couldn't help lightening the mood as he pulled out his stringed instrument and started playing a lovely song… It was familiar, somehow. You struggled to think of what it was called, but you knew the words. It was peaceful and it definitely seemed to help Mina perk up again as she began talking with Sero. Bakugo seemed less irritable as he ate, the music must calm the beast. You couldn't help the smile that came on your face at that thought.

Singing along probably wouldn't keep him calm, but you oh so wanted to… It would be a little embarrassing, but others might join in.

So you did. It was time to have some fun.

You hummed along and started singing, 

"How much is love worth?

Yet, we're giving it for free.

Didn't cost a penny, but

I've gained everything.

I'd do anything to make her smile

My darling

My darling

Darling~

If only she would look out

Of that dreamy little world

She would then see

That while I am no prince

And will make her crazier than me

I would never quit to admit I'm wrong

I'd always get on her nerves,

She would hate the way I eat

And only then it's worse.

I'd complain about her mother

Even though she's quite alright

I won't stop til I see her blush

Red in the dead of night.

An immoral proposition

If not only for a tease

But I have some qualities

that put her mind at ease.

I love her more than the sea does a shore

As the sun does the horizon,

Unafraid to come back home

And get her blood arising 

Kiss her face and hold her hand

I'll never let her go.

I'm lucky that she loves it

Where I'd be without it, who would know

That she likes to feel the spite

That even though I mess around

I'm in her bed tonight 

Of my darling,

My darling

My darling

Darling

Not doing as the birds and bees 

But holding on her hand,

Kissing at her face

And saying things for show

Her pretty crimson blush

Cause when I see it, then I know

That the hand life dealt

Was a royal flush."

Denki sang with you as the others watch, some la's and humming as you got up with a spin. The swirl of your dress and body as you sang out each part with more confidence. Mina laughed when you would dance and Kirishima was keeping the beat.

After a while, the singing stopped and soon the group started to settle in. 

Bakugo took first watch with Kirishima, Sero and Denki. Then Mina and you. Only because of practicality. It was to be in three hour shifts. It was when you laid down on your bed roll and cover yourself with a blanket you had been given. The night would be cold, but the fire was big enough to warm you as you sleep. As soon as you eyes closed, you were out. A day of travelling made you more than ready to sleep. It was a wonderful thing to sleep with good dreams, but you seemed to lack any dreams lately.

Not tonight.

You woke up in an ashen forest. Smoke choked life as blue flames rose in the distance. It snowed. You could hardly distinguish the ash from the snow until it would either burn you or melt on your skin. Getting up was impossible, the burning branch crushed your legs.

The acrid smell of burnt hair and smoke. It stung your eyes as you tried to tears away while coughing. You just couldn't stop coughing. "Please! Please! Denki?! Mina!" 

You were crying and struggling. The wood was too heavy and you could see the blood on the snow. You were bleeding heavily. It hurt. It hurt.

"Somebody help me! Please! I don't want to die." You couldn't stop the tears as you thrashed about. Soon you stopped though. A growl sounding above you. Blue eyes and blackened scales, injuries beyond counting.

El diablo azul. The shivering continued as you looked up, nothing short of full blown trembling as he snorted hot air over you and knocked the branch away. Draconic was spoken to you as you scrambled back from him. It was deep and grumbling, not hissing or growling like the words spoken by Endeavor or Shouto. 

"I don't under- understand. Thank you though…" You couldn't look away from those blue eyes as they seemed to glint with amusement before the great black wings beat against the air. Smoke and snow getting caught up as he was off again and soaring over the burning forest. Lying in the snow though, you wouldn't be able to get up. Maybe he wanted to give you a chance to survive. So you pulled yourself up and began to walk through the blizzard, blood oozing from your thigh and ash caked on your skin. You weren't going to make that help mean nothing.

Though, you were confident. You looked up to see something far worse than the fire ahead. Red and white scales. Shouto was coming for you. 

Blinking your eyes open as you were shaken awake. Sweat coated your body while you panted, "Stop- Stop! Please."

It was as you jolted up, you saw Denki looking with fear at you. His hands had been shaking you awake and scrambled away. Out of breath as you looked around frantically. "Shshshh, You need to be quiet. You're attracting too much attention. You were screaming in your sleep. What in the world were you dreaming about…?"

"Nothing, it was nothing, Denki… Just a bad dream. I um, I'll take the rest of your shift if you want to go back to sleep. I don't think I can…" You murmurred. 

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👻🎃🕸️Halloween Fic List 🕸️🎃👻

Hey pumpkins ;) KFR has compiled a special list for this year’s Halloween of all all hallow’s eve aus and spooky/dark fics :) we only picked a handful of supernatural and horror due to the vastness of both genres, but we promise we’ll update the list in case a new halloween fic emerges! Happy trick & treating~

halloween themed fics w/ costumes and parties: 

I Don't Belong In Heaven - hallowen party au, have some fallen angel jongin on kyungsoo's lap (public sex, w: use of drugs/aphrodisiac)

Candy Coated - a really popular halloween au! basically sekai throw a halloween party and invite their crushes over, they compete with each other in who’ll get on what base with their other half jgjfjg it’s very funny and jongin is all soft and mushy with kyungsoo ^^

My Boo - lol this is hella great halloween pwp, jongin dresses up as a ghost, and goes with his boyfie soo to their friends’ party and kind of ditch them in the backyard to have fun on their own :ppp 

PumpKing + Little Devil - halloween specials (fluff and then smut) related to timefortea’s millionaire’s matchmaker :) they carve pumpkin and then go to a halloween party :~)

Make It Double - family au, parents kd are making halloween special for their baby ^^

kaisoo halloween drabble - sweet fluffy slice of life where kd celebrate halloween outside of their apartment!

Conceiving An Idea - jongin goes to sm’s halloween party and misses his hyung (smut ;)

vampires and pumpkins - a sweet drabble with vampire!kd and they can’t decide what to dress for halloween!

do not tempt me - jongin is not able to attend sm halloween party due to his leg injury but he gets home to a surprise (crossdressing soo as a girl)

someone call the doctor - soo’s friends decide to throw a halloween party but soo isn’t feeling well (and ‘doctor’ jongin will tend to him *u*)

You’re Under Arrest (For Stealing My Heart) - genderswap (girl!soo) decides to dress as a sexy inmate for halloween au

Undressed - genderswap girl!soo who is a teacher and goes to a party only to come home with (unknowingly) one of her students

Give Me a Sign - college boyfriends go to a halloween party on campus ^u^

Give It 2 U - another crossdress!soo smut, jongin goes to a halloween party without him because soo doesn’t like halloween but he has fun on his own when jongin gets back

Halloween is a Magical Holiday - pwp + cross-dressing, seems like dress ups r taken v seriously in many halloween au :--) d.o is jongin’s favourite camboy (exhibitionism, crossdressing, college au)

Halloween’s Happening - sm halloween party with all exo members in costumes and kd smut again jfjdf

And To All A Good Night - this is where jongin dislikes halloween while kyungsoo loves it and they clash during pumpkin carving

Imagine That. - nerd + bad boy au, there is a part where they dress up for a party, jongin is a sweet puppy and bad boy kyungsoo is just super soft for him ^^

Halloween Fictober by bookishvice, these are halloween ficlets which are ult adorable, feat. kid kaisoo go trick and treating and more!

then some supernaturale fluffy, not-very spooky ones:

All Hallow’s Meet / (AFF) - ghost au / soulmate au, very somber and bittersweet, just beautifullll

Spooked - it’s basically fluff and a bit crack so not spooky?? kyungsoo has to go to a haunted house in the woods :D

Wading In Scarlet Lust - noir psychological vampire au. jongin comes from a royal family where his siblings and parents abuse him. he lives a miserable lonely life but then a dark soul with crimson eyes lures him promising freedom and a chance to revenge 

Spice Up my Party - we’re not done yet with halloween party au! tmi au inspired, jongin is a shy shadowunter and kyungsoo a party loving warlock who doesn’t give up on pursuing jongin ;) i luuuv

Stitch Me Up - zombie jongin has a crush on an adorable vampire in a town ^^

By the Power of Love - wizard soo has a crush on jongin and wants him to like kyungsoo too so he makes a potion! but does jongin really need it? ;)

Salt Circles - boyfriends but also demon hunters kaisoo drabble ^^

Let’s End It Together - supernatural ghost au and haunted house au! horror-ish but it’s not scary i promise!

Don't Wave No Goodbye (You loved me then and I love you now) - miss minty-pixie’s incredible ghost au! kyungsoo is a ghost and it’s said that the person who loves you can see you...it’s not his bf sehun who can see him but jongin, his bestfriend :o

Cute Vampire - vampire au drabble with confession ohh yeah and childhood friends kd

We Pick Ourselves Undone - zombie soo wants to find love but it's hard with his appearance until he meets jongin, the sweetest non-judgemental vampire ever ;;;;;;; soft!!!!

Who You Gonna Call? - ghostbusters au and both have a crush on each other but are too oblivious! fluff and comedy!

Virus - soft zombie au where zombie!soo is very nice and doesn’t want to eat jongin’s brains hehe

You Breathe Life Into Me - flooff! Kyungsoo is a zombie who wishes to find love, so he approaches a matchmaking agency and finds Jongin, a fellow zombie who has a loose jaw, but a tight hold on his heart ♥

It Will Come Back - A thunderstorm one night brings more than broken branches to Kyungsoo's doorstep (vampire!au)

you're like caffeine - fluffy ghost au where ghost!soo lives in jongin’s room

Kyungsoo hates Halloween (until he doesn't) - kyungsoo is forced by his friend to go to a ‘haunted’ house but then meets cutie jongin in there ;)) 

Horror/Gore:

I don’t get mad, I get even - by kyungharem (she has more horror stuff:’), Kai cheats on Kyungsoowith Baekhyun and Kyungsoo gets even (warnings: gore/torture)

A Psychopath, a Psychopath, He Says He Loves Me - Psychopath!Kai, Sociopath!Kyungsoo, they both have their issues (warnings: gore, horror, dub/non-con, hinted daddy kink)

He’s my Black Pearl - Kyungsoo is a fisherman in a loving relationship with jongin and does not believe in urban legends about seafood and oysters. one day he scraps his knee which he bandages, not thinking how serious it can get. (warnings: gore, loss of mental stability, kind of amputation) this fic...wow

Across - hitman!Kyungsoo and convenience store worker!Jongin, and neither of them knows what they are getting into (warnings: gore, violence, stockholm and lima syndrome, abuse)

Teddy Bear, Say Goodnight - demon!Kai thinks the souls of sinners are the tastiest (warnings: horror, nightmares, mentions of gore/violence)

Deep Breath - a drabble, kind of a ghost au

Presents - jongin meets a cat hybrid at his friend’s halloween party but doesn’t know there’s more to the hybrid than he thought (feral!soo, dangerous!soo)

ground zero - After moving away from the city, Jongin meets someone who only asks for him to read his favorite book (tw for self-harm)

throes of insanity - mental institution, psycho!jongin, kyungsoo is supposed to help jongin who has schizophrenia and others are afraid of him

Mine - school au, kyungsoo really likes jongin, his friend and considers him his pet (psycho!soo umm this fic holy moly)

After Life - Kyungsoo and Jongin have been long time lovers, only that on a rainy day, Jongin passed away in a tragic accident, leaving his soul looking for Kyungsoo (!!!aaaaa!!!)

Keep Your Eyes Open - ghost!au, when Kyungsoo woke up, he hadn’t expected to find out he was dead. Or spending the rest of his life trapped in a house. (AHS inspired)

Beneath My Bed - two shots with two alternative endings! kai is the ‘bed monster’ ;)

In Pace Requiescat - battle royale inspired. kd and friends go camping which turns into a survival game

Watching You - Jongin always sees Kyungsoo, even when the rest of the world doesn't. (tw: for possible gore)

under your skin - psycho!jongin, kyungsoo meets jongin in a psychology lecture and falls in love, but little did he know...:o

Thy Soul Shalt Not Rest - ongoing, murder mystery. jongin and kyungsoo were supposed to be on a date but everything changes when they find a body in a park (fuuudge this rly thrilling so far!)

- Admins J + Cupcake