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GUYS we NEED more mihawk dracula content!! its like my favorite thing ever actually <3

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~𓆦Caught Like A Fly𓆦~

Request by @ashllleyyy !

~ “I had an idea for Billy and Stu x fem reader. Billy and Stu got away with their plan, and now they have daughters who are friends with the reader. Reader is in her 20s and dads are in their 40s. Billy and Stu live together but there is nothing romantic between the boys. One day reader came for a sleepover at her friends house (aka Billy and Stu's house), and Billy and Stu’s daughters went to supermarket to buy something and reader was alone with the dads there. So she was snooping around and heard Billy and Stu talking about there next victim and they caught her snooping. There would be also smut part where they found her and can you add aftercare at the end??” ~

I love this idea sm, I really hope this is what you are hoping for!!! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Content Warnings: Age Gaps, Fem!Reader, AU!Scream, toxic friendships implied, Scream’s usual themes w/murder and violence, SMUT //oral fem & male receiving, teasing, sub/dom dynamics, f/m/m pairing, sir & daddy kink, light choking, clothed sexual activity (dry humping & clothed orgasms), p in v sex, aftercare// lmk if there’s more!

Listen to: Caught Like A Fly by Falling In Reverse!

NSFW // 18+ CONTENT UNDER THE CUT

24 years ago, Billy and Stu would have no clue they’d make it this far in their lives. Here in this town still even after all they’ve accomplished in their still short lives.

Billy moved out of his dad’s house after graduation and spent his college savings on his very own house, a little bit smaller than what he was originally living in with his dad, but it was still his home nonetheless. He had gotten a stable enough job to keep him upright, and went on by his day-to-day life, seeing Stu often too was another thing he enjoyed about his life situation. And then Stu’s parents kicked him out after his 18th, leaving Billy’s best friend on the streets with nowhere to live; until Billy offered for him to move in with him too. Billy and Stu were happily sharing the house together now, having their movie nights almost every night and having the most fun they’ve ever had.

Eventually the news that Billy was a father came back to him. At first it was a shock, confusion and doubt about it was all he could think about. But when that little girl was left on his doorstep, a note addressed to him and the mother nowhere to be seen every again, Billy vowed to his young, naive 19 year old self and his daughter that he would never leave her and do the best he could for her, promising he would be a better father to her than his own dad ever could be to him.

Stu, seeing how well Billy was as a father so far and the interactions between the two caused him to have the worst baby fever in existence, risking everything by running around and sleeping with multiple women in hopes of ‘accidentally’ knocking one up so he too could have this experience of fatherhood. And he got just what he so desperately craved, but double the trouble. Stu was blessed with twin girls, and he couldn’t have been more elated to take them under his wing and raise them himself (though Billy helped out a lot too, since his daughter Sam was already two years old at this point in time).

For about 22 years, Billy and Stu (who are now both 45 and 46 years of age) raised their girls, protecting them from the world of harm and their past (best they could), the girls still lived with their dads (via guilt-tripping or the sorts from Billy and Stu telling them ‘your dear old dads would be so lonely without you, are you sure you want to leave us??’ And the likes) and were currently enrolled in a local college where they met Y/N.

Y/N was young and naive, yet shy around everyone else besides the three daughters of Billy and Stu. She often went over to the girls’ house for movie nights, sleepovers and just whatever they wanted to do. She grew accustomed to the two dads always hanging about suspiciously, eyeing her in a stalker-ish way before the two went to talk in the office about ‘work’.

And tonight was no different. Y/N could feel their burning gaze on her as she hung out with the three girls, laughing away at the dumbest of things before the twins stood up and went to go get something from the kitchen. The older twin sister groaning loudly and leaving her sister in the kitchen as she looked at Sam with a cross of her arms. “We’re out of popcorn and soda.” She said. “Me and Jessie are going to go get some more if you wanna come Sam? Y/N, can you stay here in case our dads need something or we need to text you for something?” The twin asked.

Sam nodded and stood up as the other girl came out of the kitchen with her keys and bag. “Yeah yeah, let’s go. Y/N we’ll be back asap!” She said as she and the twins waved goodbye before they walked out of the front door and to their car, soon they were gone. Y/N sighed and looked around the place before standing up and walking about the house for a few minutes, glancing around and grazing her fingers along some photos and random things.

She was walking past the office when she heard some faint talking from behind the door, curious she leaned her head against the door and listened in on the dads’ conversation. She only caught a few things through the muffle of the door, ‘victim’ ‘murder’ and ‘plan’ being some of the few words she could process. Her eyes fluttered wider as soon as it stopped and she heard footsteps get closer to the door, she pulled her head back as quick as she could before the door swung open, and Billy stood there with a questioning gaze on his face.

“Were you listening in on us?” Billy asked, eyeing her suspiciously as she looked up at him like a deer caught in headlights. “I… I uh, no I just,” she couldn’t get her words out and she mentally smacked herself for it. “Mhm, sure… how much of it did you hear?” He questioned as he moved closer to her, enough to get her to back up against the wall in a bit of fear. “N-not much,” she squeaked out, gazing up at the tall man with widened eyes. Stu made his way over as well, standing beside Billy, but not as close to her.

“You know we don’t really like when people snoop around our house, especially someone we trust so much.” Billy pointed out, gazing down at her with his piercing brown eyes. “So that means we have to punish you for this,” he added, leaning closer to her, close enough where his chest was pressing against hers, lips close to her ear. “And I have a feeling you won’t like how,” he whispered huskily in her ear, causing her to swallow and press her thighs together. “‘M sorry, Sir… I didn’t mean to upset you two…” she whimpered out in fear.

The fear in her whimpers only heightened the feeling of blood rushing to Billy’s cock, he let out a breathy chuckle as he pulled back enough to note the fear in her eyes, smirking and biting his lower lip. “Jesus,” he rasped, looking at Stu for a second as if to gauge his reaction to Y/N as well. “You hear her? She sounds like a fuckin’ mess,” Billy said, his hands moving and finding their way to her arms. “Cmere baby girl, let us show you what happens to those who snoop around our shit,” Billy grinned as he pulled her into the office with Stu following behind.

Stu closed and locked the door behind him, standing by it as Billy pushed the young girl to sit down on the desk, his body closing in on hers as he gazed down at her in such a sultry way. His hands closed around her thighs and he yanked them open while dragging her closer to him, his groin pressing against hers, bulge prominently pressing to her clothed heat. She let out a soft gasp in surprise at the feeling of his hard-on, looking up at him with widened eyes. “Mr. Loomis… w-what…” she was cut off by Billy tutting at her. “Ah ah ah, it’s Sir from here on out, got it, princess?”

She nodded as she shyly looked away, which only caused her to get her head turned to look at him again. Billy gazed down at her, eyes flicking to her lips before he leaned down and pressed his own lips to them, enjoying the feeling of her soft warm lips against his. His hands grasped her hips, pulling them closer as his own grinned against hers, pulling a small pathetic whimper to leave her. Billy pulled back, a cocky smirk on his lips as he pressed his lips to her pulse point, biting down harshly and marking her before soothing the bite with his tongue. She was a whimpering mess at this point, gazing over at Stu while Billy’s face was pressed into her neck, his hips grinding slowly against hers.

Stu was smirking, his hand palming himself through his trousers as he watched Billy have his way with her. Billy pulled his head back and smirked at her again, sitting down in a chair while dragging her with him, settling her down onto his thigh. Billy started guiding her hips along his thigh, forcing her to grind herself down on him. She let out soft mewls and moans as she worked herself on the older man’s thigh. “Mmm!” She whined out as he bit down onto her throat again, marking her some more before he pulled away and brought his veiny hand up to her throat, pressing his index and thumb to her pulse points to restrict a little blood flow to her thrumming head.

Her hands went up and grasped his arm, moaning and gasping for air as she worked her hips faster, clit brushing her own jeans that shifted with each roll of her hips against his own jeans. She was losing her vision until Billy took notice and let go, she moaned as he let his grip up, feeling her body crash with the feeling of euphoria as her orgasm flooded into her, she squeaked out, eyes rolling back as she fell forwards onto Billy’s chest as her pussy fluttered around nothing. She whimpered weakly and moaned, rolling her hips slowly a few more times as her thighs trembled and closed around his own.

Billy shh’d her, his hands rubbing the globes of her as as he praised her quietly for the orgasm she brought herself to. “Good girl, you’re doing so fuckin’ good for daddies.” He praised, his hands caressing her sides now as he gently lifted her up off his thigh and back onto the desk. She whined out, wanting to go back to him but he simply shushed her again and lifted her shirt from her form, tossing it to the side. He licked his lips as his eyes raked over her naked top half, eyes focusing on her bust. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her and putting it to the side with her shirt.

Stu watched this while still palming himself, slowly approaching them as he did so. “My turn.” Stu grinned, as he replaced Billy’s body with his in between her parted thighs. Stu pressed his lips to Y/N’s spit slicked ones, delving his tongue into her mouth as he licked around her teeth and tongue, battling with her for dominance. His hands grasped the buttoning of her jeans, undoing them swiftly and dragging the zipper down. He pulled her jeans off, and pushed them to the floor, before pushing her panties to the side. Stu ran his finger through her folds, groaning as he felt how absolutely soaked she was from her past orgasm and arousal. “Fuck, Billy she’s god damn soaked.” Stu pointed out as he dipped his middle finger into her heat, listening to the way her breathing picked up.

Billy watched as he undid his own jeans, pulling them off of himself and putting them to the side, sitting down in his chair and lazily stroking his length. “Fuckin’ hell Stu, she’s so fuckin’ hot, huh?” He gritted out, hand working himself a bit faster. Stu grinned and nodded as he added a second finger into her tight cunt, curling them in search for her g-spot. The way her breath hitched and she clenched on his digits signaled to him he found it. He chuckled as he started abusing the spot while the heel of his hand brushed her clit, working her up to her second orgasm of the night.

Stu continued his assault on her pussy as Billy watched, hand jerking faster as he watched it go down. “F…fuck, Stu you better hurry the fuck up and make her cum already so I can fuck her tight little cunt and fill her up myself.” Billy rasped out, as Stu cackled a bit and finger fucked her faster. She was trembling and whining before the orgasm hit her harder than the first, she cried out Stu’s name and slouched against him, her hands clasping onto his arms. “Mmmm, s…stop, s’too much,” she slurred, before feeling Stu pull his fingers out. “Good girl,” Stu purred, leaning back from her as he brought his hand up to his lips and cleaned them off with his tongue. He groaned out at the taste, “fucking hell, tastes as good as I thought she would.” Stu said as he stepped back a bit to let Billy step in now too.

Stu was quickly discarding his clothing now too, as he watched Billy slowly jerk himself right in front of her. “Lay down baby girl,” Billy commanded, brushing things off his desk to the floor, not caring what broke and what didn’t. He made her lay on her back as he grasped her thighs and parted them for her as much as she could, spitting in one of his hands and bringing it down to take a hold of his cock, lathering the spit all over his thick length before he grasped the base and brushed it through her folds and against her clit. He pulled back to fully remove her panties before he quickly started pushing himself into her, the tip of his cock breaching her entrance and eliciting a moan from her.

Billy groaned out, his hips continually moving forward until he was fully sheathed into her dripping, tight fluttering cunt. His breathing picked up as he pulled out a bit and slammed brutally back into her, and doing it all over again. Stu watched Billy fuck her in a slow yet hard rhythm, his hand going to his own dick as he jerked himself off slowly in time with Billy’s thrusts. Billy started to pick up the pace eventually, her whines spurring him on as he thrust into her at a bruising speed and hardness. He grinned as he felt her little hands wrap around his wrist and bring his hand up to her throat, her silently begging him to wrap it around her delicate flesh. “Fu…fuck,” Billy managed as he put pressure on her pulse points with his fingers, his hips snapping against hers harshly. Stu let out soft noises as he fucked his own hand, watching them. “Fuck, Billy when can I…?” Stu rasped out, aching to feel her cunt around him too.

Billy grunted, ignoring Stu as his free hand went from her hip to her clit, pinching it before flicking at it, then his thumb started brushing it in tight fast circles in time with his hips movements. “She’s fuckin’ squeezing me like a god damned vice,” Billy croaked out, listening to her breaths get more labored and squeaky. He let his grip on her throat up and replaced it with his lips, the hand that was once on her throat tweaking and twisting her nipples. “Cum for me princess, I know you’re almost there,” Billy coaxed, his fingers going back to their pinching and flicking movements before the rubbing again.

Y/N let out the most pornographic moan she could ever believe herself to manage, pussy contracting and squeezing Billy’s cock, causing him to tumble over the edge into pure bliss as well and milking him of all he had. She arched up against him and whined as she felt his hot ropes of cum shoot past her cervix and into her womb, filling her up with his seed as his hips slowly started to stop their rhythm, stilling deep inside her as his breathing was heavy and quick against her shoulder. “F..fuck,” was all Billy could manage, slowly slipping his softening cock out of her. The two failed to notice Stu making his way closer, until Billy felt Stu’s hands grasp onto him and push him out of the way for his turn to fuck his cum into her. Billy licked his lips and stepped back for Stu, watching them from the chair again.

Stu was quick to push his dick into her; though a bit smaller than Billy’s it still felt wonderful. She moaned out pathetically, her hands grasping onto Stu’s shoulders as he started to fuck into her at a harsh and fast pace from the get-go. She was reduced to a drooling and whimpering mess as Stu fucked into her at fervent speed, chasing his own high now. His hands were resting on her hips moved to her clit and roughly rubbed against it, causing her to immediately fall into another orgasm. She basically screamed out, pussy fluttering more now as she felt an odd feeling fill her veins. “Ah! S…stop! Something’s w…wrong I feel like I’m gonna…!” She couldn’t do anything about it but let go, an extra wet feeling flooding from her pussy and coating her ass and thighs, as well as Stu’s thighs and hips. Her face burned red as she thought she pissed herself, but when Stu let out a choked groan and came deep in her as well, he pointing something out. “Fuck! She just fucking squirted, Billy!” Stu said as he pulled his length from her, watching as all three of their arousals and juices flowed from her still-contracting cunt.

Billy grinned widely as he stood up and made his way over to both of them after he had dressed himself, moving to kiss Y/N deeply. “Jesus, if I knew you were a squirter then I would’ve fucked you sooner,” Billy said with a cocky grin on his lips. He looked at Stu and nodded at him as soon as he noticed how sleepy Y/N was getting. “Oh, princess…” Billy cooed, pulling her into his arms. He carried her to the bathroom across the hall as Stu got dressed again and went to go get some water and crackers for her to hydrate herself and eat a snack for energy. Billy set her down on the toilet, silently asking her to use it as he got the bath started. Billy made sure the water wasn’t too hot and poured some bubbles in for her, before picking her up once she was done and gently put her into the water. Stu made his way to the bathroom and smiled softly at them, kneeling next to Billy and giving her the glass of water and a couple crackers.

They made sure she ate and drank enough water before they helped her wash her body and hair, helping her out and drying her off. Billy carried her to his bedroom and laid her down on his bed, pulling the blankets over her. “I’ll get you a change of clothes for when you wake up,” Billy said as he moved to press a soft comforting kiss to the top of her head. Stu smiled softly and went to leave with Billy but they both stopped when she whined out. “Don’t go…” Y/N whined softly. Billy and Stu exchanged glances before they turned back around and got in beside her. Billy wrapped his arms around her and pressed another kiss to her head, rubbing comforting circles on her bare back. “You did so well baby,” Billy praised, and Stu smiled, humming in agreement as Stu’s hand gently rested on her hip. “We’re here now so you can sleep, okay princess?” Stu mumbled lovingly, exchanging another look with Billy as she fell asleep in their arms.

~

It wasn’t long after before the twins and Sam got back, calling out for Y/N and their dads as they set the snacks and groceries on the kitchen counter, going around and looking for them. Sam gasped as she opened her dad’s door to see her dad, Stu and Y/N all cuddled up and asleep together in the bed. “Oh my god,” she whispered in shock before closing the door and spinning around to go back downstairs and tell the twins what she had just saw, they were so going to confront the three of them later on…

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Yandere Werewolf Boyfriend Watches a Scary Movie with You

[Yandere! Werewolf x GN Reader]

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It was no secret that you're a wimp when it comes to horror movies. The screaming, the blood, the gore-- all of it tended to result in late nights with you huddled underneath your blanket and flinching at every sound that echoed throughout your house.

And Daddy knew this very well.

"Pup, ready for our date night?" Daddy asked you, his tail already wagging as he grabbed the popcorn from the microwave.

Every Friday, the two of you would stay in and have a movie date. Daddy is very antisocial and doesn't like to hide his wolf form for too long, hence the two of you decided that having date nights at home would be best.

"Yeah!" you happily said, hopping onto the couch. "What are we watching?"

Daddy smirked, his massive canine fangs protruding from his mouth with the action. "It's a really scary movie from Japan," he smiled. "I hope you don't get too scared..."

You didn't catch the coy smirk from the werewolf because you were too busy already inwardly panicking.

"O-oh?" you attempted to smile. Your heart was already racing in your chest.

Daddy shrugged his broad shoulders as he sat on the other cushion on the sofa. "Well, Pup, if you get too scared, you can always come sit on Daddy's lap," he grinned, even giving his big lap a pat.

"I'm sure I'll be fine," you stammered, hoping that you could make it through the movie without looking like a total chicken.

[Ten Minutes Later]

"AAhhh!" you scream, already sitting in Daddy's lap and trying to sink deeper into his bulk.

Daddy secured both of his beefy arms around you, pulling you in closer to his chest. You can't see from your position, but he is smiling triumphantly and his tail is wagging.

"Daddy's got you," the big werewolf lowly chuckles as he leans down and nuzzles you. "You're always safe when you're with Daddy."

You "watched" the rest of the movie with your face buried in Daddy's chest and with his arms wound tightly around you.

The entire time, Daddy was all smiles and he couldn't help but preen that his little pup was cuddling up against him. He couldn't even tell anyone what the movie was about, he was too enthralled in basking in the warmth that holding his darling brought him.

When the movie was over and it was time to go to sleep, you childishly scooted closer to Daddy in bed.

You normally weren't a big cuddler and preferred to have your own space in bed, but with all of the recent memories of the terrifying movie flickering in your head, you couldn't help but wrap your little arms around the big werewolf as best as you could.

Daddy took full advantage of the situation and wrapped both of his strong arms around you, keeping you pinned to his hairy chest.

"Daddy's got you, Pup," he repeated, whispering in your ear. "Daddy's got you."

As you slowly drifted off to sleep, Daddy was already planning on renting lots of scary movies for your future movie dates just so he could get more cuddles from his darling.

[bitches-who-write]

HeadCannon imagine thing of how each of the bowers gang would react to clingy s/o with daddy issues/daddy kink(lmao I can’t believe I’m asking this), who grabs onto each of them like a koala or smth while they’re talking.

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Idk if it’s confusing but the things where you go

• Patrick would lose his MIND

• 100% would blah blah blah

Those things lmao

MY GOD THIS REQUEST IS FROM January 7th, 2022, 12:54 AM. WE"RE SO SORRY. You probably don't care about this by this point but we thought we'd do it anyways.

How the members of Bowers' gang would react to a clingy S/O with daddy issues who likes to grab onto their arm while they're talking to someone or doing something:

Henry Bowers

At first, Henry might find it a bit annoying, especially when he's trying to maintain his tough image. He might pull away or snap at her.

Over time, Henry starts to understand her need for affection and reassurance. He'd begrudgingly let her cling to him, especially if no one important is watching.

Henry would become extremely protective. If anyone makes a comment about her being clingy, they'd better watch out.

In private, Henry would be a lot more understanding and might even hold her close, though he'd never admit to enjoying the affection.

Victor "Vic" Criss

Vic is probably the most understanding of the group. He'd immediately pick up on her need for comfort and be accommodating.

He'd gently reassure her, telling her it's okay to hold onto him whenever she needs to. Vic has a soft spot for her vulnerabilities.

Unlike Henry, Vic wouldn't mind showing affection in front of others. He'd wrap an arm around her and make her feel safe.

Vic would be the one she'd turn to when she needs to talk about her issues. He's a good listener and offers comforting advice.

Belch Huggins

Belch might be a bit confused at first about why she's so clingy but wouldn't mind it too much.

He's pretty laid-back, so he'd just go with the flow. If she wants to hold onto his arm, that's fine by him.

He'd make lighthearted jokes to try and make her smile, easing any tension she might feel.

Belch would become protective if anyone made her uncomfortable about her clinginess. He'd stand up for her without hesitation.

Patrick Hockstetter

Patrick might find her clinginess annoying at first, but it would also intrigue him. He'd be curious about her need for affection.

Patrick might exploit her daddy issues and clinginess to manipulate her, but over time, he could develop a strange sense of protectiveness.

He'd become possessive, not wanting anyone else to be the object of her affection. He'd insist that she only clings to him.

Despite his initial reactions, Patrick might develop a hidden soft spot for her, enjoying the feeling of being needed and important to someone.

[vickytaa]

𝕯𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘? 𝕻.2.

𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔶: A new video in collaboration with Sam and Colby, where the group enters an abandoned church full of mysteries. What starts as an exciting adventure quickly turns into a nightmare. Y/n will have terrifying nightmares and must fight her fears after entering the darkness. Part 1.

"She... The girl was one of the few people who saw a nun, even though the place is abandoned. Some say they couldn't stop seeing her when they looked in the mirror, others say it was just that moment, and others say they stopped seeing her but strange things happened around them. What they did notice was that there was a kind of pattern, when the person was afraid, the nun's curse was even stronger, as if..."

"As if it was feeding on fear." Colby finished.

My body began to shake desperately, fear coursing through my veins. I tried to look at Matt, who was also scared but was trying his best not to break down there.

We all looked at each other, knowing that the best thing was to keep me company. "Honey, you..." Matt tried to calm me down, but I interrupted him, "Stay with me. Please, Matt," I begged, grabbing his shirt as if I would die if I didn't.

Matt hugged me tighter as I rested my head more and more against his chest. "I was scared, Matt." He pulled away a little, but just enough to see my face. My eyes were full of panic, even though almost an hour had passed since the incident. It broke him to see me like this, because normally I was the strong one, the brave one, but now? now I was scared.

"It's okay, sweetheart. You're with me now, I'm not going anywhere." Matt said. The words hung in the air as I tried to reach them, to believe them. I knew Matt wasn't going to leave my side, but I was scared of what might happen. What if I go back to the darkness?

Matt sat me on his lap, to have me even closer, showering me with small kisses to try to calm me down. My body began to tremble as my mind replayed the scenarios over and over again, each time feeling more real. I tried to push those thoughts away to drown myself in Matt's love and security.

Another hour passed, and the event was almost forgotten, at the back of my mind. I was laughing at a joke Matt made to make me feel something other than fear. "Matt, I think... I think we should continue with the video," I said, now sure that nothing else was going to happen.

Or so I thought...

We started looking for the others until we found them about to do the 'Estes method' where the person doing it is blindfolded and listens to words coming out of a 'special' radio, through headphones.

It was my favorite part of Sam and Colby's videos, but I still felt a little scared to get back into the game. So, when they asked who was going to do it, I immediately said no.

"I'll do it," Matt said, "I'll go with you," Chris followed. We all agreed and started with the method.

"If any person or being is here with us, please communicate through the devices," Colby said.

Silence.

"I repeat, if any being is here with us, communicate through these devices."

Silence, again.

We all started asking questions every now and then, but with no answers, as if neither Chris nor Matt could connect with the entities here.

Few insignificant words came out despite the long time they were there. Colby touched Chris's shoulder while I touched Matt's.

When they took off the equipment, we explained that it hadn't worked well, and they replied that we could try again. Despite the fear, I didn't want to miss out, for me, the best part of the video, so I decided to be brave and offered to do it.

At first, everyone hesitated, but after insisting a little more, they let me.

I sat in the wooden chair, with the headphones and blindfold on. Matt rested his hand on my thigh to assure me that he was there.

"Death," I heard the neutral voice from the headphones, "Death," I repeated exactly the same, interpreting the tone.

"Father," "Father."

The words weren't making much sense, but I was sure they were answering the questions the others were asking.

Shortly after, I heard a small, gruff laugh, which made me jump a little in fear, as I felt it in my right ear, as if a man was there. "A small laugh, like an adult man," I said.

The meaningless words quickly reappeared, "Fire," "Broken," "Eight," among others.

Suddenly, that gruff-voiced man's laugh was heard again, "The man's laugh again," I said, now a little scared, since normally words or things don't repeat.

Matt's hand was still there, motionless, squeezing my leg every now and then.

The radio went silent, no more words came out of there, until a deep voice said, "Are you afraid of the dark?"

My body tensed quickly, my hands began to shake. It was the same voice as before. I'd had enough.

I desperately took off the headphones and threw them on the floor. My hands traveled to the back of my head, to untangle the knot and take off the blindfold. I quickly opened my eyes, and there...

There was nothing.

Only darkness.

"No, please, not again!" I started to scream desperately, the air trapped in my throat. My eyes filled with tears and poured down my face. My head was killing me, and I slowly started to feel dizzy, my legs were slowly giving out and my heart was getting tired of beating.

I closed my eyes but quickly opened them at the feeling of being shaken. "Y/N!" Matt said, his face was practically inches from mine, but I could read his panic from miles away.

My mind was clouded, as I did nothing. The tears were falling down my face, but I couldn't feel them anymore. Nor did I feel that warmth of Matt when he hugged me.

I was exhausted. My legs felt like I'd run a marathon, and breathing was as hard as if I were at the top of the highest mountain.

"Let's go home," Matt said, hugging me and carrying me to the car. I wanted to stay there to finish the video they'd been planning for months, feeling guilty for ruining it, but at that point, I was so weak I couldn't even form a word.

Matt said goodbye to everyone and took me to the car. He quickly started it and began to drive. The tiredness was killing me, and since I got tired of fighting it, unfortunately, I lost and fell fast asleep.

The softness and comfort of my bed woke me up. "Matt..." I tried to look for him but my eyelids were too tired to open.

"I'm here, love. Let's sleep," Matt said, gently wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me as close as possible.

Hours passed and the tiredness never came. I really tried to fall asleep, to follow Matt, but I just couldn't.

I decided that the best thing to do would be to get some water and go back to bed, it was simple and quick, right?

Right?

The scenes of today were in the back of my mind, while the glass of water was in front of everything. I slowly got out of his embrace and got up to go to the kitchen. The house was silent, which indicated that Nick and Chris hadn't returned yet. I felt a little bad for ruining their video, but I also didn't want to stay there to continue suffering.

The lights were off, a cold breeze passed, sending shivers down my spine. There was a strange tension in the air, as if something was going to happen, but I decided to ignore it.

I grabbed the glass and poured myself some cold water, trying to calm my nighttime thoughts. I was already out of there, I was with Matt, there was nothing to worry about. Or was there?

I turned to leave the glass on the counter, and there I saw her.

Kneeling in front of me, the nun again.

Panic and fear ran through my veins. I was frozen, not knowing what to do. I dropped the glass on the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces, but I couldn't hear it anymore, I could only hear the nun's sobs, getting louder and louder.

"Matt! Matt, please!!" I started to scream desperately, but for some strange reason, I couldn't hear anything. No matter how hard I screamed, nothing came out of my mouth.

I grabbed my throat in desperation. My eyes wide open, I watched as the nun slowly stood up in front of me, clearly towering over me.

Her burned hands detached from her face, moving slowly towards my neck.

Tears streamed down my eyes without stopping, my body completely frozen, all my strength trying to scream or get something to wake Matt up, but nothing helped.

The nun's hands, cold and dusty, began to squeeze my throat, cutting off my breath.

This was it, there was nothing else to do. All my strength spent, my soul slowly leaving my body.

𝕴 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘.

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[angelofthenight]

You: Do me a favor, promise me you won’t drive

Stephen: That’s sweet. You’re worried about me driving

You: No, I’m worried about me.

You: I’m a pedestrian

[deathdetermineslife]

imagine watching a really sucky horror movie with your f/o. what movie is it? what on earth do they think about it? do they think it's funny? does the shitty horror movie somehow manage to scare them?

[baggy-holmes]

POV: It started out as a movie night

[pussyydestroyer]

It may be my delusional ass but I found some similarities and connections with Scream and Fnaf. And since I'm in my writing era, I thought I'd make a fanfic connecting both movie franchises.

And so that both universes connect well, it will focus on Stuily because I love these gays so much

Pictures to attract attention

[rockingtheorange]

Things I'm not sure went like they were supposed to in the scene "let's traumatize Zahra" :

Taylor not being able to grab the pants (trousers, dear 🇬🇧) in time.

Sarah yetting the poor shirt🥺

Communication not found. Was Taylor supposed to make Sarah sit on a chair instead of on the bed?

Tzp's concern looks a bit too real tbh🥴

[violentdelightsproductions]

AHS 1984 x Maxxxine - I will Not Accept A life I Do Not Deserve

Xavier Plymouth and Brooke Thompson meet Maxine Fucking Minx in a struggle for survival as they are being stalked by the Night Stalker while trying to make it into the big picture. Out in the dark streets of LA there is danger lurking in every dark corner. And there is no business like show business. You are either in or out. And none of them will accept a life they do not deserve.

Do you want a bit of free advice? Look around you. You've made it to the belly of the beast, congratulations, very few come this far. To stay here, you must make it your obsession. Eliminate all other distractions, because if you take your eye off that prize for even a moment, the beast will spit you right back out where you came from. May never get a taste for you again.

Stop there, and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face And I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares? Divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here It's not fair, just let me perfect it Don't wanna live a life that is comprehensive 'Cause seeing clear would be a bad idea Now catch me up on getting out of here So catch me up on getting out of here Go, go, go down on me Can we fast forward to go down...

Find our new Halloween videos and edits here! Our Halloween edits throughout the years!

[numnue]

i like to imagine that when the barbie movie comes out andrew drags neil to see it and maybe neil drags matt who brings dan who brings allison who brings renee, and there's no way nicky doesn't hear about this so he drags aaron and kevin tags along and all the sudden the foxes are having a reunion at the barbie movie

when they all get to the actual theater andrew looks over all of them and just sighs and glares at the sky for a second before accepting that this won't be just a cute date with neil and walks up to the counter and in the most monotone voice ever going,

"eight tickets to the barbie movie please"

[ghost-likes-slashers]

Shout out to my number one supporters, the porn accounts.

[hrodvitnon]

SIGNALIS Big Teef Fic Preview!

Did anybody want a fic with the Big Teef? No? Well, too bad, you're getting one anyway. Have a taste!

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"Hey, when were you going to tell me you have fangs?"

Elster pauses, having just gotten engrossed in a scene of tense questioning.  "Excuse me?"

Ariane sits beside her at the table, lays down the Replika overview, leans her elbows on it and rests her chin on folded hands, giving the Replika a look that to any Gestalt would be similar to a parent wanting to know why their kids didn't do what was asked of them – or rather, like she's taken on the role of detective in the midst of questioning.  Elster lifts her eyebrows, waiting for an explanation.

Ariane elaborates as if telling an anecdote from her Rotfront years.  "I looked through the Replika overview again to see if there was anything I could pick up to help you out, or do something for you, when... in the corner of my little eye, I spy... a schematic.  A schematic, El Bell.  Of retractable canine teeth.  Which you are in possession of, and neglected to inform me."

Elster closes her eyes, knowing where this is going.

"Ariane."

"Now, I don't ask the time of day from a clock..."

"Liebchen."

"But I'm not shy about how hot I am for nibbles and love bites..."

"Light of my life."

"And you didn't think to tell me?  When were you going to tell me?"

"Settle down, dramatic.  They're for self-defense, not for sexy time.  Besides, it's not even unique to LSTRs – all Replikas have them."

Ariane blinks in surprise.  "Wait, seriously?  Even Eules?"  Having such teeth makes sense for a Storch or Star, but an Eule?

"Absolutely.  I once heard that a secretary unit back at headquarters almost bit the fingers off an untrained Storch who got too ugly with her.  Not sure how it ended, but I like to think Frau Beißer got off with a warning and the Storch never lived it down.  Self-defense, like I said.  With combat units it's a last resort in case one runs out of ammunition or doesn't have a melee weapon ready."

Ariane's eyes widen.  Eules always looked so delicate to her with how lightly they carried themselves, but it seems even those domestic units are made of sterner stuff than expected.  Her eyes lower to Elster's mouth.  Elster gives her a knowing look.

"No."

"I didn't say anything!"

"You have that 'in the interest of science' look on your face."

"I just want to see them for myself!  There's nothing wrong with that!  Show me, please?  It's not like I'll ever see them in a combat situation, unless we get picked up by aliens or something."

Elster stares.  Ariane stares back, pleading and doe-eyed, just seconds away from deploying the dreaded pouty bottom lip.  Elster gives in, of course.  She can never really refuse humoring her love, so she teasingly grouses like it's such a chore.

"Ach, fine."

Ariane tries not to drum her fingers happily while Elster pops the mandibles in her jaw, mouth opening.  Nothing out of the ordinary, just 28 white teeth – go figure Replikas aren't manufactured with wisdom teeth – and then Elster curls her lips back wolfishly, her canines extending with an audible click.

There is, of course, the knee-jerk flicker of saucy fascination since Ariane does so love when Elster bites her, but in the moment it's also tempered by actual scientific curiosity.  Elster's lengthened teeth are only sharp at the very tips, as Ariane knows from experience, so while they probably can pierce through flesh or biomechanical components they must be intended for crushing and tearing, clamping down and keeping a steady grip thanks to powerful jaws.

A rather specific detail from the Replika overview comes to mind: the LSTR unit has a bite force of 1250 PSI at minimum.  Ariane's heard of certain Vinetan animals having a comparable bite, capable of piercing through the skulls of their prey.  The knowledge of this results in a revelatory daydream of hostile alien forces intercepting their little ship and abducting Ariane, causing Elster to crush an extraterrestrial skull or spine between her teeth as she goes in a rampaging rescue...

"Ari," Elster drawls.  The extended fangs seem to mess with her speech, an added lisp causing her accent to border on nonsensical.  "Ye hab dat look."

Ariane shakes her head.  "I wasn't thinking of anything sexy this time, honest!"

"Uh-huh.  Cad I pud dese away now?  Iz hahd to talk."

[charlieswebb]

my favorite genre depends on the medium

movies? scifi/ thrillers

books? fantasy

audio plays? horror

[vickytaa]

𝕯𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘? 𝕱𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙.

𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔶: A new video in collaboration with Sam and Colby, where the group enters an abandoned church full of mysteries. What starts as an exciting adventure quickly turns into a nightmare. Y/n will have terrifying nightmares and must fight her fears after entering the darkness. Part 1. Part 2.

My vision was blurring, the nun's grip on my neck tightened, cutting off my air. She started to lift me by my neck.

With the little strength I had left, I tried to pull her hands from my neck, but I failed completely.

It was the end. My heart was slowly giving out from lack of oxygen. My arms slowly fell, and my body gave up.

The nun's sobs turned into laughter, a terrifying, proud laugh for taking another life.

My eyes were closing slowly, unable to stop shedding tears of fear.

“Y/n!” I heard Matt shout. I hadn’t realized he was awake, but luckily, he came in time. The nun disappeared as soon as he appeared, afraid of being seen.

The constant lack of oxygen had knocked me unconscious, and I fell to the floor with a hard thud. Matt rushed to me, afraid that if he touched me, I would break, I looked so weak.

He started talking, but I barely understood him. My mind was foggy, unaware of what was happening around me. The air was heavy, my whole body ached, but at the same time, I felt nothing.

A few seconds later, I slowly began to wake up, my eyes opening to see three figures in front of me. “I- I don’t know, Chris!” Matt said loudly, clearly stressed as he held my hand. “I was sleeping, and then I heard a glass break. When I came into the kitchen, Y/n was levitating, and- and I don’t know, I thought… I thought I was going to lose her,” Matt said as he began to sob. Nick wrapped his arm around his shoulders, trying to calm him down.

Trying to breathe normally, I began to feel a sharp pain in my back, and I remembered the glass I had dropped a moment ago.

I groaned in pain, and all three heads turned to look at me with concern.

“Y/n, are you okay?” Matt asked me, kissing my forehead. My back burned with pain, but my chest ached too, probably from the high level of anxiety and panic I had experienced moments ago.

I nodded, as I slowly began to breathe normally again. The tears started flowing once more; I had almost died. My body began to tremble, and the panic returned, but now I was surrounded by my best friends. While Matt held my hand tightly, Chris and Nick sat beside me, their faces showing nerves, panic, and fear.

"We're here with you, Y/n. The ambulance will be here soon," Nick tried to ease the tension. I tried to lift my head to look at my body, but the pain was too strong.

"Don't move, we need to make sure you don't have any broken bones," Matt told me.

A while later, the ambulance arrived. The paramedics put an oxygen mask on me and some IV fluid to ease the pain. My vision was still a bit blurry, and my mind was foggy, but I could see how Matt stayed by my side the entire time, answering all their questions and holding my hand.

I don't remember much else from there, as the IV they gave me took effect and I fell asleep. I woke up in a hospital bed, with Matt sitting beside me, thinking about how if he hadn't woken up, I probably wouldn't be here anymore.

The bright, cold light blinded me, and the air was filled with a strong smell of medicine. Despite being surrounded by the people I love most, I felt alone and scared.

I was so close to crossing the line, to going to the other side. So close to never seeing the love of my life again, to never eating my favorite food again, to never saying "I love you" again, to never feeling, loving, or living again.

My eyes started to fill with tears again, but I fought to keep them from falling. Matt looked devastated, as did everyone else in the room.

We all knew this wasn't over, of course not. We had to find a way to end the curse.

The silence was heavy, but it was quickly interrupted by the sound of the door bursting open. "Guys, I think we know what we need to do," Sam said excitedly, entering with Colby. The four of us turned to look at them, surprised but also curious about this new opportunity.

"We need to find someone who has a protective totem. The only problem is that it's almost impossible to find. Plus, the person has to help us activate it..." Colby said. "But where will we find one?" Chris asked.

The chances of finding a totem are almost impossible, and on top of that, someone to help us activate it? Don't even think about it.

We all looked at each other, knowing this was impossible. Matt was heartbroken, seeing me like this broke him into a thousand pieces, unable to help me in any way other than being by my side.

My mind was still a little foggy from the medicine, but I remembered something important. My grandmother. She's sure to help us.

"My grandmother..." I tried to speak, but it was hard to understand because of the IV. Everyone turned to look at me, waiting for me to repeat what I said. I coughed a little to clear my throat, "My grandmother... she can definitely help us."

My gaze met Matt's, which, behind all the worry, fear, and stress, held hope. And that's what mattered, the hope.

I gave him a weak smile, and he returned it. My gaze shifted to the others, still worried, faces. They all nodded, and now I could see a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

My still-weak arm, wrapped in bandages, reached for my phone. Searching through my contacts, I found hers and tapped it. After a few seconds, my grandmother answered.

"Hi, Jenny," I said softly. "Hello, sweetie! It's so nice to hear from you. How are you doing?" she asked. Her voice was calm, something that always made me relax when she read me stories as a child.

"I..." I didn't know where to start. I looked at Matt beside me, and he nodded, encouraging me to continue. "I have a problem, Grandma." Matt squeezed my hand gently, reminding me that he was with me, no matter what.

"I'm sorry to hear that, honey. Tell me what happened," my grandmother asked. She was so calm, not knowing what had happened to me. She had always warned me about the dangers of delving into the unknown, and I hadn't listened. "I think it would be better if I told you in person."

We talked for a while, and we decided that we were going to go to her little cabin in the woods, and there I would tell her everything.

As soon as I ended the call, we begged the doctor to let me leave. He refused at first, saying that my condition was too dangerous if I didn't take care of myself. But after a long time of pleading, he finally let us go.

The six of us got into the car, now with a little more hope. I sat in the passenger seat while Matt took the wheel. Before starting the car, Matt rested his hand on my thigh and looked me in the eyes, "We'll get through this together, love," he said with a smile.

A familiar warmth grew in my chest, and butterflies fluttered in my stomach, just like the first day. I returned a warm smile, completely grateful to have him by my side.

It was about 2 in the morning, and everyone in the back was asleep, tired from the long day. Matt kept his eyes on the road. My body was begging for some rest, but I couldn't sleep. The fear of closing my eyes and returning to the darkness made my hair stand on end.

Matt noticed my eyes were tired but didn't say anything because he knew what was going through my mind. He began to move his thumb in small circles, caressing me, trying to calm me down.

A few hours later, we arrived at the cabin. It was a place far from the city, in the middle of a forest full of trees and nature. We knocked on the door, and my grandmother let us in, happy to have guests after so long.

"Make yourselves at home. I made some coffee if you'd like..." We all settled into the living room, a little tense but relieved to have arrived safely. "So," my grandmother sat in her chair. "You're going to tell me what happened?" she asked me.

I couldn't lie to her, not at this moment. I had to tell her the whole truth, without leaving anything out. It didn't matter if she was angry with me for not listening to her, she had to help us get rid of the evil inside of me.

"We went... we went to an abandoned church to investigate. I went into a room alone, and... I think something came with me." I lowered my head, unable to look her in the eye. My grandmother felt betrayed, but her concern for me was greater. "Tell me more about what happened inside the room."

I raised my head, surprised that she hadn't scolded me for not listening to her. I felt Matt's hand on my leg again, giving me the confidence to continue. I relived the memories in my head, the panic slowly returning, but I tried to push it aside so I could tell what happened. "I could barely see anything, just the wooden floor, which creaked under my feet. I walked a little, but the lack of light made me lose sight of the door. Suddenly I saw some paintings, some of faces, others of angels, and..." I took a breath, knowing the hardest part was coming.

"And I found a painting on the floor, it was of the devil." My grandmother's face changed to a more surprised and slightly frightened one. "When I got closer to look at it, the reflection of a nun appeared in the glass. But when I turned around, she was gone." She already knew what was happening, but she decided to let me finish explaining.

"I got scared and started walking towards the door to get out of there, but when I moved away from the wall, I saw nothing but the floor. It seemed like I was walking in circles. Suddenly-" my voice cracked. The panic I felt at that moment returned again. "You can do it, Y/n," Matt said softly, gently squeezing my thigh. I looked at him with a weak smile, took a deep breath, and continued, "A very deep voice said that I dared to enter the darkness. I panicked and started running, I- I was scared, Grandma," I confessed. My grandmother's tense expression softened, saddened that I had to go through such a terrifying experience.

"It's okay, sweetie, continue," I nodded and continued, "When I got to the door, I went out and there they were. Then, doing the 'estes method' I had another kind of vision..." the air in the room became denser the more I told the story.

"It's like it knew my fear of the dark. At night I couldn't sleep, so I decided to go to the kitchen for some water, and there the nun appeared. This time she stopped and tried to strangle me. If it hadn't been for Matt... I think I wouldn't be here." I turned to my side to look at Matt, silently thanking him for being there.

"I think... I think I've heard this story somewhere before..." My grandmother explained, standing up to search for her big book in her 'special place'. "It should be around here..." she said, searching among the large bookshelves. I heard one of the guys cough from the dust that had accumulated there over the years the place had been closed.

"Here," my grandmother said, opening a book that looked centuries old. Sleep was no longer important; my mind was completely focused on the book in front of me. My grandmother began searching through the pages for the solution to free me from the nun's evil.

"It says here that we need a protective totem, but to activate it we have to go to the place of origin and show it to the entity," my grandmother looked away from the book to meet my gaze. "No. No, no, no. I won't go back there. I can't, I-" I started to refuse, but my words were interrupted by Matt's. "Honey, it's the only thing we have left. Please, I can't see you like this anymore."

Matt's words hit me harder than I thought. Was it the last resort? Yes. Did I want to be free from this monster? Clearly. But the adrenaline I felt there was on another level, something I never wanted to experience again.

Besides, what if I don't show it to her in time? What if she tries to kill me again and succeeds?

I couldn't go back there. Never. But I also didn't want to live in fear, thinking that I could die at any moment.

"Okay, I'll do it." I finally agreed. My grandmother began to explain what I would have to do once I got there. When she finished, she gave me the totem, a small piece of gold with a green diamond in the center, representing its rarity and validity. The power of holding something like that in my hands was indescribable.

"It would be best if you all slept here tonight, and tomorrow when the sun sets we'll go to the church," my grandmother explained. We all nodded, and soon after we were sleeping in different rooms.

Even though I was still afraid to sleep, the security of being there, with Matt by my side, was enough to calm me down. He held me tightly all night, afraid that something would happen to me again.

In the blink of an eye, the sun came up and its rays pierced through the window, falling on my face and waking me from a deep sleep. I groaned, complaining about the sun in my face. Matt woke up and hugged me tighter, the smell of vanilla that came from his body filled my nostrils.

"Good morning, darling. Ready for today?" Matt said. Truthfully, no, I wasn't ready. Not at all. I was very scared, but I also knew it was the only option. I nodded silently. "Don't worry now, we still have several hours."

He was right, I didn't have to worry now because there was still a lot of time for that. So, I decided to clear my mind and enjoy this moment, cuddling with Matt and maybe sleeping a little more.

The sound of knocking on the door made me jump a little. "Breakfast is ready, kids!" My grandmother called us, even though we're already adults. These little gestures she does, like making us breakfast, letting us sleep here, is what makes her the best grandmother.

I smiled when I saw Matt's face, who was grateful not to have to make breakfast, but annoyed at having to leave the warm bed. I got up slowly, the pain in my back still hadn't gone away.

Matt followed me, and we both went downstairs to the kitchen. The guys were already sitting at the table, enjoying breakfast.

The day continued until night fell. The sunlight was no longer visible. "I think we should be on our way now," Matt said. Everyone nodded and we got into the truck. My grandmother brought a few things in case the release method didn't work, like holy water, a cross, etc.

The journey began, and soon after, a light drizzle started to fall. The sky was already completely black, and there was a little fog on the road.

This made the route a little more difficult to see. My mind was distracted, the scenes from the time at the church replaying in my head over and over again.

I was so focused on what had happened that I didn't realize we had arrived. "We're here," Matt said, turning off the car. I got out of the car, surprised again by the sheer size of the place. I couldn't take my eyes off it; it was as if something was calling me.

While the others were getting out, I decided to go inside. I opened the large stone door and went in alone. This time, the place was filled with candles and the man from before was gone. I started walking towards the altar; it was colder in there than outside. Suddenly I heard a noise of something moving, but when I turned around it was just a bird flying.

I continued to explore the place, the silence broken only by the sound of my footsteps. The walls were covered in dust, hiding the old paintings. I was so lost in exploring that I didn't hear the door close. Behind me were the guys calling my name, as it was dangerous for me to go in alone, but I didn't hear them. At the altar, a rusty crucifix seemed to hold the secrets of centuries past. Just thinking about the number of people who had come here sent chills down my spine.

There was no movement, no noise but my footsteps, no life there, nothing. It was as if time had stopped in this place, leaving behind only the imprint of faith and oblivion.

I was examining the altar when I started to hear a strange sound... a subtle, almost inaudible hiss, filling the place. The feeling of tension in the place grew and grew.

The air began to be difficult to breathe, my heart beating faster than normal. 'You're okay, Y/n. Nothing is going to happen.' I tried to remember Matt's words, calming myself in any situation. Looking around, I found the source of that sound. I slowly approached the holy water font, and strangely, the water inside it was evaporating.

"What the..." I whispered, as if someone could hear me. I slowly raised my gaze, following the smoke from the water, and there I found her.

The nun had her head down, but when she lifted it all the candles went out. Once again it was dark, but now I wasn't scared... was I? I tried to convince myself not to be afraid, but who am I kidding? I'm trembling.

It was the first time I'd looked into her eyes, as black as night, her skin as pale as an angel's, and her tears as red as blood. I tried to pull away, but she raised her hand and I fell to my knees. It was as if she now had control over my body. Tears streamed down my face, my sobs growing louder and louder. Suddenly, a supernatural force began to pull me towards the altar, gripping my legs.

"No! Help!" I screamed desperately. No one could hear my cries or pleas. With my nails, I tried to dig into the floor, leaving marks all the way to the altar.

Once there, I tried to stand, as the nun approached. When I managed to stand, the nun levitated me into the air. I screamed and screamed non-stop, slowly losing my last bit of strength. A deep, maniacal laugh escaped her lips, showing her complete contempt for my suffering. "Let me down!" I begged as she laughed.

My body began to give up, this time there was no one to save me. My eyes, red from too much crying, continued to shed tears of pleading and fear.

With a movement, the nun began to strangle me. The air was cut off, my mind fading, my strength waning. I closed my eyes, and that's when I saw it. Matt and I, smiling and loving each other as always. He was the reason I had to fight, to live, and to kill this evil entity.

I opened my eyes and gathered my strength to pull the totem from my pants and show it to the nun. "I'm not afraid of you!" I shouted, the nun's expression turning to one of fear. She began to scream as the totem emitted a light that burned her when it touched her body.

I fell from the air, landing abruptly on the floor. But I still held the totem in my hand, "You won't hurt anyone else anymore." The nun slowly turned to dust.

This was the end, after so much suffering, I was free. Tears of fear now turned into tears of happiness. When the nun disappeared completely, the door burst open, and Matt came running towards me. My knees were stuck to the floor, my body slowly filling with pain again, but it didn't matter, because now I was in Matt's arms, as he congratulated me on how strong I had been.

I cried with happiness as Matt showered me with kisses and told me sweet things. "I love you, Y/n," I heard before falling into a deep sleep.

You should never dare to enter the darkness.

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