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[hawleywilby]

[bytinneke]

An evening walk a Fenrir Greyback Fanfiction.

*After your workday, you depart on your evening walk. Ready for a moment of silence, peace and refreshing oxygen. But it's not long before a notorious and murderous werewolf is hot on your heels.*

Intro: The last six weeks have been intense, from one assignment to another. I am an emerging photographer in the wizarding world and that is apriciated. Maybe because only a few exist? Anyway I have been busy... in the little free time I have I occasionally go for walks, feed myself, read adult romances and take baths for some me-time and physical release. I've missed all the news... although I did catch some on my photoshoots. Apparently there have been murders and they have seen werewolves and Greyback prowling around. So they recommend staying inside at night and if you go hiking near the woods you should have your wand with you at al times and be vigilant.

I've always had a fascination with wolves and werewolves and after learning more about them at hogwarts, I was completely sold. I guess im attracted to everything weird, dark and mysterious. Never encountered one yet tho. We also learned about thé Fenrir Greyback an alpha who can turn into wolf form without a full moon. He kills for fun, loves to hunt his victims and occasionally rapes women too...I heard he is a mercenary now, but in recent years he has been in hiding. Maybe he is tired of killing or is he to old? Anyway I already been working for 9 hours straight. I just have to go and drop off the portraits of the Malfoys and then my working day is over.

I knock on the door of Malfoy manor. One of the butlers let's me in and takes me to the study where Lucius is sitting, ready to inspect the portraits. "Hello again Mr Malfoy. I have the portraits with me. Do you have a preference of the frame? I have brought a modern sleek frame or an ornamental frame in both silver, bronze, black and green." He nods and comes over to the table where I have prepared all the portraits. "I'll take the silver and black ornamental frames. You may frame these and then I will let the butler hang them in the right places." He walks away while I start framing the portraits. When the butler has hung them, Lucius comes back in with an approving nod. "Here is your fee Katherine. Congratulations your work is better than expected. I look forward to seeing more of your work." I bow and head for the door. "Oh Miss, be carefull on the way home." Lucius called after me. I nod with a friendly smile an leave the manor, going straight home I'm starving!

Chapter 1: When I get home, something is off. Not the first time in recent weeks that I came home and feel something is not right. Last week for instance my back door was unlocked. And 4 weeks ago I found some things that were no longer quite in the same place. Maybe I'm just overworked. I put my things down and go to the kitchen to quickly prepare some food. Then I eat quietly and tidy everything up. I go upstairs and put on something else to go for a walk. It has already been 2 days ago without any exercise. I decide to get a walk on the outskirts of the village, despite the warnings. I need nature, oxygen and peace and quiet. After a while I look up at the clear dark blue sky the stars dotting it like a painting above me. I stop taking a deep breath of fresh air and enjoy the smell of nature. When I take a few steps forward I sudenly catch a flicker of movement out of the corner of my eyes. It’s brief, barely noticeable and could easily be mistaken for a trick of the light or the rustling of a small animal. I look towards the noise, keeping my wand at the ready when a bunny runs out of the bushes into the fields. I let out a short sigh and turn back towards the path, starting to walk. For a moment I thought a wolf would cross my path or worse thé alpha wolf. Actually that would be an interesting change from my hustle & bustle. Not that I don't like my work but I also need something new every now and then, holidays and adventures.

The flickering movement that caught my eyes earlier continues... a pair of sharp bright blue eyes watching me intently from the shadows. I take my wand back while these eyes follow every movement, their gaze unwavering and calculating. As if sizing me up, deciding whether I'm a threat or prey. The air is unnaturally still around you, like the forest itself is holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. A sudden rustling can be heard as a large dark shape moves just out of your line of sight. The bushes parting as a figure steps onto the path a few feet behind you. It's a man, tall and muscular with a wild untamed aura about him. He stands silently, taking in the sight of you in the evening air. Before taking a step towards you coming out of the shadows. He's dressed in black leather trousers and a black T-shirt that clings to his body. Revealing every curve and contour of his powerful physique. What is this big dark and handsome man doing... Is he stalking me? I catch my breath, lowering my wand a bit. "Oh, you caught me offguard. Good evening."

The man's eyes flick up to meet yours, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His gaze is intense and almost predatory. He does not respond immediately. "Is everything ok?" I ask "I'm fine." he replies his voice low. "And what brings a pretty thing like you out into the woods all alone?" He takes a few steps towards you, his movements predatory and almost hypnotic. My eyes look him up and down. He looks dangerous, tall and attractive. I snap out of my focus. "I’m taking a walk. And these woods especially in the evening are really magical, calms me down and energizes me at the same time. What about you sir" I say calmly while gripping my wand a bit harder. The man chuckles softly as he continues to approach. His eyes never leaving mine and his gaze filled with a mix of curiosity and a predatory intensity. "Ah, just taking a walk as well." he replies. "Sometimes it's nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of civilization and breathe in the night air." He halts a few feet away from me, his eyes roaming over my body as if memorizing every detail.

"Uhm that's nice." I smile politely while feeling super akward. Shall I continue walking? Ask him were he’s going? Ask him to join me on my walk? I’m not great at talking to people. He notices your awkwardness, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as if finding your unease amusing. "You seem a bit uncomfortable, Am I making you nervous, sweetheart?" he observes, his voice a low rumble. "Oh uhm, just caught me ofguard. Normally I don’t run into people on my walks. Don’t have to think or worry about what to say." I smile awkwardly at him. "Ah, so you're not used to having company on your walks is that it?" he asks as his gaze roaming over my face, studying every feature. "You're missing out, you know. A little conversation can be quite... stimulating." I look at him questioningly "Are you inviting yourself to walk with me?" The man chuckles softly."Maybe I am. What's wrong with that? I'm sure I could find ways to make the walk... more interesting for you." he replies his voice smooth. His seductive undertone makes my brain go crazy and my body is getting flustered as wel. I shake my head a bit. Oh fuck it, why not. If i get a shag or get killed at least I was not lonely. "Sure you can walk with me. Sorry what’s you’re name?"

The man's smile grows wider as he sees the effect he's having on you. He takes another step closer, now standing just a foot away from you. "My name is Fenrir and yours, sweetheart?" he answers. Oh damnit... Jup he definitely looks better then imagined. Those beautifull piercing blu eyes, broad chest, dark hair, he's massive... damnit I should be careful. But the curiosity is to much. I need to know him… even if it means death, becoming a wolf or being raped. I step a bit back and offer him my hand. "I’m Katherine, nice to meet you." Fenrir takes your hand in his. His fingers enveloping yours with a heat that sends a shiver down your spine. He squeezes your hand slightly, his gaze still locked onto yours. "Katherine" he repeats the sound of your name on his lips like silk. "A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." My breath leaves me for a few seconds. "You didn't come across many women then. But thanks for the compliment." Fenrir's smile grows slightly more mischievous as he releases your hand. "Oh, I see plenty of women." he replies, his voice suggestive. "But you have a certain... something, that captures my attention."

Chapter 2: He sees plenty? Does he fuck them all… is he a fuckboy? Or maybe he just kills them? What would be so capturing about me? "Do you say that to all the women?" I blurted out. Fenrir laughs, as if he can read your thoughts and find your suspicions amusing. "No, sweetheart. I don't say that to all the women. I'm a man of discerning taste, and you my dear have piqued my interest." he replies. I stay quiet studying him. Fenrir notices your intense gaze as you study him, his grin widening slightly as he knows he is intensely enjoying your reaction to him. "You're a curious one, aren't you?" he observes. "Yes I am." I say. He chuckles again, making a low rumbling sound. "Curiosity isn't necessarily a bad thing." he replies, his gaze never wavering from yours. "It can lead to... interesting discoveries." I continue walking with him right beside me. "What would I discover?"

Fenrir follows beside you, his footsteps almost silent on the forest floor as if he's part of the shadows themselves. He glances over at you, a sly smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Oh, I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise, sweetheart." he says, his voice still carrying that sultry undertone. "Mmm I do wonder… would it be a deadly one or are you planning on keeping me alive?" I glance at him while he gives his response. "I have no intention of killing you, sweetheart. At least, not yet. I have other plans in mind for you." he replies with a hint of amusement in his voice. Not yet… great. Here goes my pointless life. I keep walking silently. Fenrir glances over at you, noticing the sudden shift in your demeanor at his words. He studies you for a moment, his gaze intense and unreadable, before speaking again. "There's no need to look so down, sweetheart. I assure you, I have no ill intentions towards you. In fact, I have quite the opposite in mind." I look up at him seeing his eyes twinkle. "You do?"

A sly and almost predatory grin meets your gaze. His eyes gleam in the darkness, filled with something that sends a shiver down your spine, a mixture of excitement and anticipation. "Oh, I do indeed. But I must warn you, my intentions are rather... unconventional." "Uhm… in the way that people think of you or unconventional like all other people? Fenrir laughs, his hand reaching up to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face, his touch like a spark against your skin. "You could say it's a bit of both, sweetheart." he replies, his voice dropping to a whisper. "My reputation precedes me, but my intentions are all my own. And I can promise you won't find them familiar or ordinary in any way." I feel warm tingling every time he touches me. As if his presence and eyes don’t already make my temperature rise. "You do like riddles do you?" His fingers trace a path along my neck and jawline, his touch gentle but deliberate. "I have a weakness for puzzles, yes." he replies, a hint of amusement in his voice. "And you, my dear, are an intriguing one." "And what's the challenge in me? Why am I intriguing? Because I don’t run in fear?"

Fenrir's lips curl into satisfied smile. "You're intriguing because you're not afraid. Most people would have run screaming by now, panicked or frozen in fear. But not you. You're curious, defiant, full of... potential." he replies, his voice low and rumbling. "Oh I’m on my toes alright. But my curiousity and love for all things dark and mysterious is bigger." I grumble. Fenrir laughs again. His hand leaves your face, moving down to your waist, his fingers gently but firmly closing around you. "Ah, there it is again, that curiosity. I can see it in your eyes, the way you're practically vibrating with it. You crave the unknown, the dangerous, even though you know you should be running in the opposite direction." he says, his voice a velvety growl. In nod "Jup I’m stupid and naive." Fenrir puls you even closer to him. His body is solidly against yours now, a wall of heat and muscle, the air between you charged with a mixture of anticipation and excitement. "Naive, perhaps, but not entirely stupid, darling." he teases. "You're smart enough to know there's something here, something drawing you in despite the risks. And deep down, a part of you is enjoying it, isn’t it?" I can’t speak… my body and mind going crazy at his words and body.

I let out a soft protested moan. Fenrir's eyes gleam as he hears my involuntary sound of protest. "Mmm, is that a yes, sweetheart? You can deny it all you like, but your body betrays you." he whispers. I try to step away. Trying to gain control of me. This can’t be happening. I should be walking, coming home, getting to sleep, living my life al by my lonesome. As you try to step back, Fenrir's grip on your waist only tightens, holding you firmly in place against him. He lets out a low amused chuckle as he watches you struggle against his hold, his eyes filled with a combination of dark amusement and desire. "Oh no, darling, there's no escaping me now. You can try to run, but you won't get far. You're mine now, sweetheart, whether you like it or not." he growls. "You want to claim me? How can you want me? You don’t know me? What about the plenty of other women?" My words fly out of my mouth, before I slam my mouth shut.

Chapter 3: Fenrir's smirk widens into a full-blown grin as your words escape your lips, the mixture of surprise and frustration clear in your voice. He raises an eyebrow, his eyes roaming over your face, as if relishing the effect he's having on you. "Claim you, mark you, it doesn't matter what you call it." he replies. "I've had many women, yes, but none of them have ever intrigued me like you do." Im still in disbelief. "I’m not special Fenrir… you shouldn’t waist your time on someone like me." Fenrir laughs again, as he leans in closer, his lips grazing against your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "Waste my time, darling? You're the most fascinating thing I've come across in a very long time. No, you're different, and I intend to find out why... and how far I can push you before you break." My brain is in chaos..."Why can’t I figure this out… break in like a sobbing mess way or a romantic way?" His lips linger against my ear. His body pressing against yours, his hand on my waist snaking around my back. "Both, I want to see you fall apart in every way possible. I want to push you to the edge of pleasure and pain, and watch you unravel. Is that what you want? To be completely at my mercy?"

What I want? Does it matter what I want? I stay quiet not knowing how to respond. Fenrir notices your hesitation, the silence that falls between you as you grapple with your thoughts and feelings. His grip on your back tightens, as if he's trying to anchor you to the moment. "Come on sweetheart. Don't be shy. Tell me: do you want to be mine?" he urges, his voice low and commanding. "Uhm, I don’t know you… and I’m no slave material… more of a switch or brat." I say with a stammer. He leans in closer, his lips now resting against the side of your neck, his breath hot and warm. "Ah, a switch and bratt huh? Interesting... I like that." His gaze locking onto yours, a sly smirk on his face. "But don't worry, darling. I don't want a slave. I want someone who will challenge me, push back against me, give as good as they get. Someone like you." I shrug. "Soyou wnat me as you're partner? And you know that for sure in these few minutes?" "Yes, I'm sure, sweetheart. I know what I want when I see it. And you are exactly what I'm looking for in partner. Ofcourse I did my research on you." My eyes widen. "Have you been stalking me?! That's not creepy at all..." My brains screams to run away, but my curiosety is stronger. "What did you find out about me?"

He's fingers now tracing a path along your collarbone, his touch light and maddening. "Oh, I found out quite a lot sweetheart. I know your routines, your habits, your likes and dislikes. I know how you think, how you react to certain things. I know how you look when you're angry, sad, .... aroused." I start blushing, my body getting even hotter. Would he now?I hope he didn’t spy me at home… thinking back at the books I’ve been reading the last weeks, the times I’ve played with myself. He smirks, noticing the way your body reacts to his words, blush spreading across your cheeks, your breath hitching in your throat. He leans in even closer, his hand now tracing a path down the length of your arm, his fingers dancing along your skin. "Oh, darling, you have no idea how much I've seen. And how much I know." I try to hit him, so he will let me go. I don’t know how he all did it, but that is private. Fenrir catches your hand as you try to hit him, halting your movement. His eyes narrow as he looks down at you, a sly smirk still on his lips. "Now, now darling. There's no need for that. I didn't mean to upset you. I just find you... fascinating, is all. Your desires, your needs, your darkest secrets. They're all interesting to me."

"What do you expect? That I just say yeah fine let’s go…. Without introduction time, to forget the stalking, forget you're a murderer a death eater?" He lets go of your wrist, his hand instead wrapping around your waist once more, pulling you possessively against him. "Oh, sweetheart, I don't expect you to just give in that easily. No, I expect a challenge, a battle, a fight. I want you to resist, to make me work for it. I want to see that fire in your eyes, that defiant spark that makes you who you are. I want everything from you, darling. Everything." "Then let me go! If you want me, work for it don’t just push me. Make me want you… ask me on dates or something." Fenrir raises an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flitting across his face. He releases you taking a small step back, sizing you up with a mixture of amusement and admiration. "You want me to court you, is that it? Ask you on dates? Woo you like some Victorian gentleman?" I shrug my shoulders and nod. Fenrir laughs again, shaking his head in amusement at your request. "Very well. I'll court you the old-fashioned way. Dates, romance, the whole shebang. But don't think it'll be easy, sweetheart. I won't stop until I have you completely."

"Old fashioned… ist that of your time anyway?" I say teasingly. Oh I would let him take me right here… but I’m no slut. I need to know he’s serious, that he wants me… and not just my pussy. "Yes, old-fashioned is how I like to do things. I’m not a fan of the modern ways. I prefer the traditional approach. And as for my age, let's just say I've been around for a while…” He laughs his eyes glittering. "You sure you can keep up then?" I give him a playful shove. His smile widening at your challenge. He takes another step back, shaking his head at your words. "Keep up, darling? I think I can keep up just fine. And remember in the end you'll be mine." "We will see won’t we?" I say knowing that I'm already his… but I can’t make it that easy.

Chapter 4: Fenrir's eyes lock on yours, his smile playful as he hears your cheeky response. "Yes, we will see. I do love a challenge, sweetheart. But be warned, I can be very persuasive." "So mister wolf what will be the first step of courtship?" I ask. His hand moves to brush a strand of hair back behind your ear. "The first step, darling? Well, the first step is to get to know each other better, spend time together. How does that sound to you?" I nod "Although you say you know everything about me already. But what do you suggest for now? Can I go home get some rest?" "I do know a lot about you darling, but there's always more to learn. And as for your question... you're not going home yet. Not until I've had my fill of you. We'll begin tonight. I won’t let you go until you're shivering in my arms, begging for more." He grins. Im already shivering, everything in me screams just fuck me and devour me. But I can’t…

He senses the tension in your body, the way you shiver at his words, your breathing ragged as you desperately try to control yourself. He lets out a low amused chuckle. "Oh darling, I can feel how much you want me. I can see it in your eyes, hear it in your voice... Don't try to resist, don't fight it. Give in to the desire, give in to me..." Im not a slut, I’m not the weird stupid woman who went against everything normal, I’m made for a boring life. Not a life with the man in my dreams, the craziness, the one who desires me, worships me, protectes me, sees me as an equal, the murderer. "I can’t fall, it..it isn’t right." He can see the resistance, the internal struggle between the part of you that wants to give in and the part that doesn't. "Not right... according to who? You? Society? Darling, who cares what's 'right' or 'normal'? What matters is what you want, what you desire. And you can deny it all you like, but I see the fire in your eyes, the need, the want... you can't hide the truth from me."

He crushes you against him. He leans in close, his lips at your ear, his voice a low sultry whisper. "Give in, sweetheart. Let go of all those silly reservations, those societal expectations. There's nothing wrong with wanting me, with needing me. I can see it in your eyes, hear it in your breath... you want me just as much as I want you. Just give in to the desire and let me catch you…" I lay my hands against his chest. This need is so strong so supernatural. It’s like he’s putting a spell on me. You’re eyes meet again both blazing with fire. Oh fuck it, I’m the weird one already. Let’s taste even if it means for one night. I lean in taking his face between my hands. The moment my lips touch his, my resistance dissolves, giving way to the need and desire that have been building between us. His tongue roughly demanding entrance to your mouth as he kisses you fiercely. "Mmm... there you go, darling. Give in to me. Let me taste you, take you, devour you..."

I jumped into the abyss. His voice taking me even deeper. "Shut up and take me, please." I moan. Fenrir chuckles, as he hears your moan of pleasure. He grabs you by the hips, lifting you up effortlessly, his strong hands easily holding you against him. "Oh, I'll take you, sweetheart. I'll show you just how deep the abyss can go..." I surprise myself and let out a growl. Fenrir laughs, your unexpected growl only endearing you further to him. He leans in closer, his voice a low growly whisper. "Ah, look at you, trying to be tough... but I know better. You want to be dominated, controlled... you want to be mine." He holds me up. I’m to weak to push him onto the ground or against a tree. Why don’t he shut up and just do it? Fenrir smiles, noticing your futile attempts to overpower him. But he has no intention of letting you go, not until he's had his fill of you. He holds you against him, his arms like steel as he growls in your ear. "Shhh, sweetheart, don’t bother straining yourself. You won't win this battle. So just give in, accept your fate, and let me take what's mine."

"Then stop talking and take me already!" I wine. Fenrir laughs at your feisty response only serving to excite him further. "Oh trust me, darling, I'll take you. I'll take you right here, right now. You just have to be a good girl and do as you're told." "I’ve always been a good girl… Alpha." I bat my lashes at him, while I grind myself against the hard bulge in his pants. Fenrir groans as he feels you grinding against him, his eyes locking on yours, the desire in his gaze almost feral. "Oh really? A good girl are you? We'll see just how good you really are then, won't we? But first, I want you to do something for me..." I look up at him, awaiting his command. Fenrir grins again, his eyes locked on yours and his voice a low possessive growl. "Get on your knees, darling."

Chapter 5: He lets me get down I start opening his belt and pants in the proces. While never leaving the eye contact. He watches as you kneel before him, his eyes still locked on yours as you undo his pants, his body tense with anticipation. "Good girl, just like that... oh you're a quick learner, aren't you, darling?" Fenrir's hand shoots out, grabbing my wrist stopping me from removing his pants. He looks down at you, his eyes darkened with both desire. "Ah, ah, not so fast... I didn't say you could touch just yet, darling. Be a good girl and keep your hands to yourself for now." I look at him questioningly but go and sit down on my knees, hands in my lap… waiting. Fenrir grins down at you, his eyes roaming your body as you sit obediently at his feet. He steps closer, his hand moving to caress your cheek, his touch gentle, yet possessive. "Mmm, you look lovely down there. A sight for sore eyes. But I have to admit, I'm a little surprised... you're being awfully obedient now, sweetheart. Is that because you can feel how much I want you? You know I could take you right now, and you'd let me..." I shake my head.

"No it’s because I’m losing patience… and I shut up so you would finally make your move." Fenrir grins down at you, seeing the hunger in your eyes. "Ah, you're such a naughty thing. Always pushing boundaries and testing me. But you're holding back now, aren't you? Waiting for me to make the move, to make you mine. I love that about you, darling... but I don't think I can wait any longer..." Fenrir's hand moves to the back of your head, gripping a fistful of your hair. His voice a low growl in your ear. "Look at me, darling. I want to see those lovely eyes of yours while I take you. I want to see the need in them, the desire, the submission. I want to see you break for me, to give yourself completely." Fenrir lowers himself, crouching in front of you. He leans in his lips brushing against your ear, his voice a low, possessive growl. "Tell me, sweetheart, who do you belong to? Who is you're alpha?" I wine, doesn't he want me to suck him off? Why does he keep procrastinating? "You can be… If this alpha huries…I’ll belong fully to him."

Fenrir grins and let's the grip on your hair go. "Oh, you're mine already darling. But you asked me to woo you remember, so lay down." He growls seductivly. I lay myself down on the moss, looking at him with anticipation and strong desire. He crawls over me, his body keeping me put, as he crashes his lips on mine. The kiss is'nt soft at all, but filled with need, hunger and lust. As if we both haven't eaten for days. I give a moan, my body on fire, my hands exploring his shoulders. He growls softly in response, his body pressing into yours. "Oh sweetheart, I'm going to make you mine, completely and irreversibly. You'll be mine, body and soul." His hands pull off your clothes, one by one, while he leaves kisses in his path. Admiring his handy work for a second, he smirks and takes off his shirt. Showing his perfect muscular broad chest, making me squirm. Leaving my hands tingle.

"Oh darling, I’m going to make you scream my name. Make you burn for me, crave me, need me. And when I'm done with you, you'll never want anyone else, ever again. You'll be completely and utterly mine." He says with a big as smirk on his face seeing how you react to him. He comes closer swinging your legs over his shoulder as he dives between them. His tongue glides over my lips, stopping at my clit to circle and suck there. I push myself further waiting for the extra pressure. And he delivers, his fingers teasing me before he stick one of them in slowly pumping. After a few seconds a second one, scissoring me. Al that while he tries to keep me down with the other hand. "Oh god,.... yes, there, Im gonna ..." My body going wild. He looks up his eyes almost black now. "Yes darling, come for me, scream for me." He contineus to suck and pump harder, bringing me screaming over the edge. Taking me out for a minute, while coming down from my high. When I come by he lays besides me, his arms snaked protectively around me. "Hi there sweetheart, are you ok?" He says with a smirk on his face. I nod while laughing.

"I didn't know wolves were that good in bed?" He laughs, as he puts a hair out of your face. "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet darling. I bet they didn't teach you about that at hogwarts." I giggle and shak my head. "No, they don't Alpha." He smiles triumphantly. "Let's get you home. We will take care of me another time." I shake my head. "No no, I want a taste to" Fenrir laughs heartily. "Ofcourse you do... Go on, put your beautifull lips around it." I crawl on top of him, taking his pants off, his big cock jumping up. I take lick from the base to the top a few times before taking him in my mouth. Sucking the tip and then going down and up. Everytime a little lower to see how much I can take. No way that I can take that fully. So i take my hands jerking the last bit of while i suck en draw circles with my toungue, going up and down, faster and faster everytime. I see him growling and feel his cock thickening and before I know it. He growls and howls coming in my mouth. I hear my name falling softly over his lips when I swallow en suck the last bit out. As I look up, he looks relaxed, with a smile on his face. He pulls me back up, kissing me on the forehead. "Mmm...What a good girl you are. Let's get dressed and get you home sweetheart. You'll need your strenght for the upcoming days." He says with a grin on his face.

This is the end of the story for now. I’m really curious what you all think of it. Please let me know what you think. Would you like new chapters?

[princessmacabre]

day 51/100 days of productivity

busy day

filming a monthly journal spread video

working on a book themed video

doing photoshoot

novel revision

doing the laundry

now I will have a late night snack (which is a simple boiled egg with sea salt), drink some more of the tea my friend gifted me (Thé du Tarot) and finish editing my latest video + maybe even upload it)

bisous xx

[dani-says-stuff]

Robert the Doll

❥ Back to the Control Center

❥ Nate Hardy Masterlist

❥ Link to Part 2: Your Very Own Attachment

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Nate Hardy x fem!medium(?) reader

Summary: You follow the boys to Key West and visit Robert the Doll.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: creepy stuff, hauntings, some language, Robert the Doll, probably an inaccurate spirit box session, inconsistent capitalization, and ok writing

Dialogue Key:

Y/N

Nate

Sam

Colby

Spirit Box

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���Hey, all I’m saying, is if I get cursed by doing this, I’ll personally murder the both of you and take over your channel” you spoke with a sickly sweet smile while approaching the large glass case where Robert the doll was sat.

The boys had decided the perfect way to start the night, was to do the very thing you were all warned not to. what could possibly go wrong?

unlike the boys, you decided to smile in your picture. candids rarely look good, and if you’re getting cursed tonight, you’re going to look great doing it.

Nate stood infront if you ready to take your picture. If you focused hard enough, it almost felt like one of the cute impromptu photoshoots he’d insist on during dates, not taking a picture with a creepy doll. Well- at least until you heard it.

Your smile strained and eyes widened, “Nate- are you done yet?”

the flash finally went off and he pulled the camera down, looking to you with furrowed eyebrows, “yeah… why?”

you whipped around, facing the glass. “I just heard- please tell me you heard that” you spoke turning to the two boys recording off to the side.

Sam and Colby looked at each other, then back to your panicked face, “uh, no? what did you hear Y/N?”

you quickly backed up next to nate, who quickly wrapped his arm around your shoulders. ”It sounded like someone was tapping against the glass.”

Colby was stunned for a moment, dropping the camera down and looking at you with wide eyes, “are you serious? right before the picture?”

Sam, on thé other hand, quickly took the camera and rushed to the case, trying to figure out whatever it was you’d heard.

“I don’t see anything.” the blonde called back to you, “i mean there are finger prints but it’s also a museum” he shrugged, “a ton of people probably touch the glass.”

you hummed, “yeah, can we move on now?” you laughed nervously, “i’m good with ghosts and stuff, but dolls have always freaked me out.”

nate reached a hand out to the doll, knowing how superstitious you could be, “no offense of course-”

“oh of course not!” you spoke quickly cutting your boyfriend off, “You’re, uh, you’re a beautiful doll! i’ve just never- look i even thought barbie’s were creepy!”

the room was quiet for a second before you began to laugh, finally realizing the ridiculousness of your mini word vomit. to a doll.

The boys began laughing as well, “oh my god” sam whipped his eyes, “I really wish i hadn’t turned off the camera now-”

The four of you laughing harder as you left the room, Sam turning the camera back on and angling it to get everyone in frame, “Ok, I don’t know if that was a bad idea-”

“It was definitely a bad idea” you scoffed.

“Yeah, N/N heard somethings while taking her picture.” nate grimaced.

Sam looked back guilty, “yeah- definitely was a bad idea… but we did that at the beginning of the night to see if the curse was real.”

“i bet you $10 it’s real” you whispered up to nate.

he laughed softly before leaning down, planing a kiss on the top of your head, “yeah, absolutely not, no chance it’s not real.”

“yeah, 10,000 stories? no shot it’s not real.”

“exactly.”

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

“I also heard that this was the Harry Potter portal-”

“no way in hell dude!“ you yelled out, “old fireplace with creepy attachements? oh yeah that definitely screams harry potter to me.”

Colby simply shrugged, getting in a stance to run straight into a brick wall.

“hey” you quickly spoke up after your friend face planted the wall, “if i do that, can you edit me going through the wall? please?”

They did. Later on the video would colby running into the wall, falling with a groan, and then you jumping straight through. you may have gotten an attachment from it- but hey, you only live once.

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

“well- at least it smells a lot better in here.” you looked around, “and it feels a lot less crowded that’s for sure.”

Colby looked at you like you were insane, “dude i don’t know what you’re talking about it still feels creepy in here.”

“i didn’t say it wasn’t creepy- just less crowded”

“Oh that’s right,“ sam turned the camera, placing himself in the frame with you behind him, “if you’re new or haven’t seen our other videos with Y/N, they’re a medium-”

“i wouldn’t exactly say that” you laughed softly.

“ok… not like Amanda, they can’t see anything like she can and stuff, but Y/N is hypersensitive to these things. You can see in other videos, and probably this one as well, that a lot of her feelings end up matching with what our equipment will say.”

You left the boys downstairs to fill in the viewers on the history, going up the stairs to look around until they catch up.

“alright,” nate called out as he climbed the steps, “how’s it looking?”

you turned to the boys, “well- pick one” you pointed to the stairs and the door behind you, “Robert or Anne?”

“which one do i want to know?” sam asked nervously.

you shrugged, “neither is too horrible yet, one just gives off a lot more energy than the other. The stairs to the attic just feel heavy, almost foreboding? Meanwhile when i walked in Anne’s room it felt very sad and scared. a bit like- retained or constricted too.”

Nate nodded quickly, “that makes sense, she wasn’t allowed to play her music, she would feel sorta constricted.”

“True imagine having to spend youre entire life unable to do the thing you love because your spouse wanted to be the center of attention.” colby spoke up, “that must be horrible.”

Nate looking down to you with a raised eyebrow, causing you to scoff, “Babe, as much as i love being the center of attention, i’d never do that to you.”

he smirked, throwing an arm around you and leading you through the door, “just making sure.”

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

after a promising conversation with anne that confirmed most of what you thought, you all made your way to the attic.

Even after Sam’s weird chest pain, which you insisted he take a moment for, the blonde was persistent.

You walked up to the stairs, barely placing a foot on the step before nate grabbed your wrist, “absolutely not” he muttered, moving you behind him, “you’re not going first.”

“i’ve done enough stuff like this before, it’s fine.” you sighed, watching him go up.

“yeah, but this is an old building with an old attic, we don’t know how stable it is up here.”

you flushed a bit as you climbed up behind him, grabbing his hand as he helped you up. Sam and colby’s abnoxious ‘awww-ing’ behind you was definitely not helping to relive your embarrassment.

You looked around, “yeah i definitely don’t like it up here.” you muttered to yourself, moving to investigate a further section with nate basically glued to your side.

unfortunately, the boys overheard your words. standing back at the entrance and whispering to the camera with matching mischievous smiles, “well, Y/N is definitely not going to be a fan of the solo investigations then“

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

After going over to check out the hospital, the four of you went back to check on the polaroids you’d all taken earlier that night.

They flipped the four over, all of you momentarily forgetting about the extra photo you’d taken. The false sense of security you’d gained seeing four photos placed perfectly on the bannister evaporated the second the fourth picture was flipped, revealing a second photo of Colby.

You’re face paled, “guys… where’s mine?“

nate grabbed your hand, “did we just knock it over on accident?“

colby flashed the light, catching a hint of white peaking out from the banister. “Oh, found it. at least it landed face down so it could still develop.“ He spoke trying to find a bright side to this. especially since it had landed directly against the glass.

Sam walked over when Colby had frozen, rapidly turning the photo over. Colby had reached over showing it to him. The blonde quickly gasped, “no way.”

“what?“ you looked between them frantically, “what is it?“

“turns out the photo didn’t land upside down.“ Colby looked up at you, flipping it so you could see as well, “it’s just blank on both sides.“

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

“Ok, so, now that we’ve done our little portraits“ you spoke up from the floor, “where are we going for our solo investigations. I just know you two have something planned.“

“What?“ Colby gasped offended, “What would make you say that Y/N? we would never!”

you raised an eyebrow at the boy, “the way you and sam are looking at me right says otherwise.”

Sam stepped forward, camera in hand, “ok, so you may be right.“

“i’m always right.“

“damn straight”

“We thought, while i go to the tunnel and colby goes on his own… both you and nate could investigate robert.”

you turned to your boyfriend, both of you wearing wide smiles, “oh, that’s not too bad.”

“we get guest privileges!“ nate cheered.

“oh no no no“ colby laughed, “you’re not exactly doing it together.“

Sam smiled mischievously, “since Robert and Gene had a bond-”

“oh no.”

“-and you both also have a bond… we thought we could replicate that tonight.”

“oh no.”

“Nate, you will stay with robert, and Y/N will go back up to the attic.”

your jaw dropped at the blondes words, “you’re kidding.”

“nope, wouldn’t it be cool if your answers aligned? like through a spiritual connection?”

you sighed, moving forward and ripping the large flashlight from Colby, gathering some equipment, “i hate you two.”

you moved to your boyfriend, hugging him tight before you left to go to the attic. “i love you, be safe.“ nate quickly parroting the words back and kissing the top of your hair.

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

you turned on the small camera you brought, filming blair witch style as you climbed the stairs, “this fucking sucks.”

you sat in the most central part of the attic you could after setting up a music box by the entrance, your drawing to your right, spirit box in hand, and camera facing you.

“Hello to any and all spirits that can hear me right now. There’s a music box over there that will go off if you pass by it, and i have a spirit box right here. It uses radio signal to piece together words and allow you to talk to me. You can use either of these things as well as any other medium you wish, like knocks or thuds, to answer my questions or you can completely ignore me if you wish. I do not want to make you uncomfortable so only do what you want to, there is no pressure.“

you turn on the spirit box, and wait. you turn, addressing the camera, “guys, we said it earlier“ you spoke fanning yourself, “but it is so incredibly-“

hot.

your eyes widened looking to the device, “yes, hot. it’s hot very hot in here”

a hum came through the box next, seemingly agreeing with your words.

“ok“ you breathed out, “so there’s someone in here?“

Yes.

“who are you?“

many.

your brow furrowed, “are there many spirits here.“

no.

am many.

then it clicked. the doll. one robert, but many spirits inside of him. “Am i talking to robert right now?“

no answer. you we’re about to rephrase you question when the music box went off behind you.

“hello? has someone else joined us.“

yes.

“what is your name?“

A

“A?” you tilted your head in thought, “Anne? is that-“ the music box went off.

you smiled in the direction of the music box, “Anne if that is you thank you for coming up and joining me. i appreciate it.”

stuck

“are you stuck here?”

together

you sighed sadly “are you stuck here with robert and gene?”

no

“then how are you stuck?”

the same words came through the radio, closer this time.

stuck

together

follow

you sat, back facing your camera, surely colby will have a blast editing the sound to make it less muffled, but if Anne came to the attic to speak to you, it only felt fair to generally in her direction.

you

with you

once again a soft smile graced your features, “you’ve stuck with me tonight?” you questioned

yes

the box spat out immediately

yes

protect

“Anne, am i right when saying youve been following us tonight and protecting us?“

no.

you.

you nodded, “saying that you’ve been following me and protecting-“

yes.

you smiled softly at the word, “thank you anne, i really appreciate that.” you paused, allowing anyone to speak if they wished, “Anne, was that robert? before you came up?“

yes

left.

“robert left?”

yes

“where did he go? do you know where he went?”

man

black jacket

“black jacket man?” nate. nate was wearing a black jacket earlier. “Are you talking about nate?“

yes

left to talk

you made a mental note in your mind, making sure to ask him if he ended up getting anything in his investigation. you we’re about to ask another question to the woman, but she cut you off first.

go.

she was just talking with you so nice and calmly and then just- go?

sick.

help.

go.

you reached back picking up the camera and facing it in the direction of the music box, which seemed to go off periodically as if someone was pacing.

“i don’t understand.”

running

help

sick

go

“a-are you saying that something is coming here? i should go?” you could feel your heart beating fast. the spirit box rapidly spitting words and increasing sense of stress in the room wasn’t helping.

tunnel

sick

run

boy

mistake

you almost jumped out of your skin when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, and basically did when the robotic voice said the word right as you read it off the text message.

sam

mistake

it was a message from sam, something had happened and to please come back and meet up so he could explain.

mistake

mistake

suddenly the music box stopped, nothing came through the radio, and the feeling of anxiety dissipated, leaving only the eerie heaviness you felt the first time.

you quickly gathered all your equipment, and rushed down the stairs and back to the museum.

You have a strong feeling you were being followed the entire way back, but you didn’t worry now that you knew it was only anne, rushing along side you as you went to your friends.

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

you eventually found him sitting in the grass, “Yo! Sam, are you alright?“

“i think i just had a new experience…“

you sat next to him, out of breath from running, “slightly random question” he nodded, “did you get sick?”

Sam looked at you wide eyed, “how in the hell…“

you smiled, spinning in a small circle to look at the empty space near you, “thank you Anne!”

the blonde raised an eyebrow, “anne? what? what are you talking about?”

you only smiled, “i have some absolutely ridiculous footage to show you all”

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

after sharing experiences and comparing footage you all decided, before you left, it would be for the best to apologize to Robert.

“Robert, do you accept our apology?“ you asked last.

Get out.

you hummed nervously, ”o-ok, uh, we understand and we’ll be leaving now” you spoke ushering the boys out of the room, “once again we are sorry for crossing the line.”

you walked to the door way, “oh- and thank you anne, if you’re still here, for coming with me tonight.” those were the last words you spoke before booking it out of the building.

That was of course, until the four of you stood in front of the building, firmly stating that nothing was welcome to follow you back to your homes.

…well, you did give anne some leeway incase she ever felt like stopping in again.

Part 2: Your Very Own Attachment

[kmp78]

"Anon, show me one modeling campaign where they don't edit pics, anyway, a little edit here & there doesn't take away the fact that her body is one to envy. " I dont think the picture had edit it's about angle wich is standard form for swimsuit & lingerie photoshoot process, most of the time thé models will stand on pontie toes , twisting their body for curvy angle & Whatnot...good models should at least no these basics ( angle, light, profile...) and VK has at least 10 decades experience in HF 🤷🏾‍♀️. But tbh im reading some double standard comment's 👀🤷🏾‍♀️

As always when VK is a topic.

[jimmyfr]

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[poshvalentine]

Thé glasses he had on def didn’t fit his face they looked too small. If he had some that actually fit then that would be it. He needs to do a photoshoot goodfellas themed

He looked good tho lol

[kodd-magazine]

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[igalsc]

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[jamaissanslui]

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[anonymoushouseplantfan]

Submitted:

For me the best way to describe this relationship is weird. Nothing makes sense or seems natural. Why Ask your Friend if the Guy is nice ? Why would your friend set you UP with à bad Guy ? It would make more sense to Ask  if he’s into charity like her. Big proposals are not my thing but why not Ask during à romantic diner with candles. That’s sweet simple intimate.Why do it during the cooking part ? It’s like they created à story to sell themselves and it’s fine everyone famous do it. Will has thé whole perfect country life with the little family to sell. All of Hollywood has à Fake personna to sell, thé bombshell, thé humanitarian, thé girl next Dior etc

But when it Comes to them it’s like they are to dumb to Come with à plausible story. 

Personally i would have gone completely differently about it. 

Thanks for sending this in.

“It’s like they created a story to sell themselves and it’s fine everyone famous does it.” That is absolutely true. Meghan said it herself, in her VF interview--”I personally love a good love story.” 

And Will and Kate do it, absolutely. The country life with the Vogue photoshoot. The hunting dog. The imitating HM and Philip’s Malta period. The uni sweethearts story. The first work engagements in Anglesey and St. Andrews. Their own roast chicken stories. The Africa proposal.

Will and Kate have been curating their story for years. Meghan and Harry and doing the same thing.

But, you’re right. Everyone does it, but the question is why are they doing it this particular way? I’ve wondered that since the very beginning. Early on in the relationship, I was sure that it was 100% and it was just Meghan getting publicity for herself because I never imagined in a million years that Harry would unveil a serious relationship with love bracelets, spooning bananas, and monogrammed necklaces. It still makes no sense to me. Why do it this way? Why the press leaks and pap walks and tour drama and constant jetting around and luxury vacates? Why the sexy ballgown photo-shoot? Why the Zoolander engagement pics? Why the messy hair and dirty shoes? Is this really how you want the world to see you? 

[jdchiaramonte]

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[triplephone]

+^^^^+ You look so good for the Etonner photoshoot!! Congrats & big big model vibes, I fucking Stan so hard!! & lovve the shades 💌

^.^ -Vee

thank you mon ami! hope you’re enjoying the new chapter, your absence is truly felt. hope you & thé ramones have a great day 🤌🏽

++*>.<++*

“nature is healing”💌

[art-pictures-laurent-castaings]

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[jonathancaillat]

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