#zak bagans x reader

[algea]

ok but Zak would definitely start cracking up whenever you come on lockdowns with him.

for instance, you were slowly walking through the corridor of a mansion you guys were investigating, when you hear Aaron whine about going into a certain room. Behind you Zak shouts,

“Aaron, that rooms is known for a little girl crying. All I hear is your crying and whining, get your ass into the room.” You leaned against Zak, tears pricking your eyes because of how hard you were laughing. His deep chuckle vibrates your body, causing you to grip his arm tighter as you laugh.

Another time,

The five of you were investigating an old penitentiary and you stepped into the bathroom. A sharp bang was heard in the bathroom and you shot back in fear, falling into Aaron.

“Shit, sorry Aaron. That scared the shit out of me.” You mumble.

“You’re all good man.” Aaron reassured, patting your shoulder. Zak was the first to enter the room, holding a digital recorder. To your surprise Zak says,

“We heard you in here. Are you going potty?”

It took a second before what he said registered in all your heads. After that all of you, apart from Zak, busted out laughing.

“What? Shut the fuck up Aaron and get serious.” Zak questioned. You put your head in your hands and laughed even harder. It was such a joy to be around them.

[fanfictionismyaddiction]

Hey, my requests are open

I decided I would also like to write for other fandoms outside of f1.

I’m thinking about:

Criminal minds

Aaron Hotchner

David Rossi

Emily prentiss

Game of thrones

Little finger

Tywin Lannister

Tyrion Lannister

Sansa stark

John snow

Star trek

Leonard McCoy

Spock

Christopher pike

Harry potter

Severus Snape

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Lord of the rings

King Thranduil

NCIS

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Sherlock

Mycroft homes

The walking dead

Negan

Celebrities

Alan Rickman

Lee Pace

Pedro pascal

Zak Bagans

Let me know if you want other fandom or characters I’m open for everything.

Drop a request.

I would be happy to write it

[daddy-issues-99]

Zak Bagans with a ghost s/o

• When you died you didn't expect to be stuck as a ghost, you found it even weirder that your newest companion would be alive.

• You first met Zak when he was investigating your old house, abandoned and rotting but it's not like you had anywhere else to go.

• After that encounter you soon became quite happily attached to the investigator.

• You never really understood his line of work. Ghost hunting, as he called it, granted it wasn't really hunting but you played along thinking it was a neat hobby. He wouldn't have met you if he hadn't been doing so you couldn't complain that much.

• As you and Zak spent more time together you'd gained quite the friendship and over the next few months of being attached to him, the relationship developed.

• At first the crew found it odd and were somewhat unnerved. They thought you were malicious and were trying to hurt Zak by attaching to him but over time they realized you had no bad intentions. They even started to become fond of you.

• Sure they found it a bit comical at first; a ghost and a ghost-hunter. Oh do opposites attract.

• You followed him to different investigations and helped him out and made the investigationa and lockdowns a lot easier. They didn't need half the equipment with you being able to translate for the other spirits.

• You very much enjoyed following Zak around. After years being bound to the place you died, it was nice to get out.

• Zak was nice enough to update you on the events you were missing out on in the world and showed you all the new inventions that were made from after you died.

• He thought it was cute that you never left his side, sure you could but why would you? The world is already a scary place let alone being dead in it.

• You'd always hover over him and around him, asking him questions and pestering him about random things. Sure some might fis it annoying but he found it entertaining.

• Whenever the crew would get new equipment Zak would always test it out on you to see if it works before they did a lockdown. He took extra time explaining it to you and showing how the equipment actually worked when you came into contact with in.

• One of your personal favorites was the devices where you could type things out. You didn't want to admit it but during investigations you'd type random stuff into the devices to see them go wild when they thought they'd caught something.

[xtrashmammalstefx]

Where My Demons Hide (A Zak Bagans Story) Pt. 2

Requested By: @goth-cowgirl-03

WARNINGS: Language

Notes: Unlike the first part this is pure FLUFF. Like no joke.

Zakkk: I’m sorry Y/N. I need time.

Zakkk: I think u do too.

That was the last text Zak had sent me since that night. It’s been only a month but the radio silence made it feel like a lifetime.

I explained to him what had happened the night before… How he was attacked and… and I thought I helped him… I told him how we ended up in bed together, and how, as it turns out, he was possessed the entire time he’d made love to me.

He quickly got dressed and went for a walk. While he was gone I got dressed, eliminated the buzz killing dickwad who was still lingering in the room and walked back to my room with the heavy weight of shame on my shoulders.

Now as I lay in my bed not wanting to get up, I sigh and put my phone back on the bedside table. As soon as I did a wave of nausea hit me full force and I darted to the bathroom. Once I kneeled over the toilet there was no stopping it. Looking at it you would think I’d thrown up every meal I’d had for the past week.

Empty of sustinence I flushed the toilet and sat down beside it to catch my breath. As I did my hand went up to my stomach to give it a much needed massage. My hand froze though when I touched myself. I looked down and gasped. The entire area between my hips was swollen, not dramatically so but enough to be noticeable. “Not possible…” I whispered. But once I felt the slightest nudge against my hand I knew…

“UNCLE LUCI YOU PIECE OF SHI-!” I was cut off by the sound of my doorbell. I groaned and pulled myself up.

As I made my way to my room to get my robe I sent a silent prayer to my father.

Uncle Luci did it. The Big A is on its way.

I threw my robe on and ran downstairs, sashing it as I did.

I looked through the peep hole not expecting to see anyone important; maybe the mailman, or Amazon. Instead of them though, Zak stood on my doorstep. Fucking great.

I sighed and opened the door. “Hey,” I greeted him.

“Hey, um, are you feeling okay?”

“Do I look that shitty?”

“Well, yeah, kind of…”

“Awesome,” I said unenthusiastically. “Um, is there something you wanted?”

“Um, I just wanted to talk but if you’re not up to it-”

“I was about to call you anyway,” I said stepping aside.

He stepped inside and started towards the living room. I followed close by but froze when a voice caught my attention.

Who is the mother?

“Y/N? You alright?” I held up a finger and pointed upward. A signal he grew to know very well.

They put him in me.

And the vessel father?

He’s standing right in front of me.

“Sorry about that, dad and I needed to have a very urgent chat,” I said.

“Should we be worried?” Zak asked.

“Not if we do things right,” I said. “Which is why I was gonna call you.”

“And here I was about to talk about, well, that night… I guess that can wait though.”

“Actually it has exactly to do with what happened that night,” I said before undoing the knot on my robe. “Try not to panic, okay? Neither of us could’ve seen this coming…”

“Seen wha-” I cut him off by opening my robe exposing my belly. “THE FUCK?!”

“I told you not to panic,” I said. “Fear is the last thing either of us should feel right now.”

“I-I mean is it mine? The fuck am I thinking of course it is,” Zak buried his head in his hands.

“It’s only partially yours,” I explained. “The human part is very much you. It also has bit of me, and a part of the demon that put it in here.” Zak’s head shot up.

“Demon?” I nodded.

“For eons his kind had gone by one name,” I held my stomach and tears erupted from my eyes. “Antichrist.”

“I think I’m gonna throw up,” Zak muttered. “Does this mean...did… did we just end the fucking world?”

“No,” I whispered. “Well, I mean we basically puts it fate in our hands. If we do things right he will grow to be the most powerful being on this planet but he won’t be evil. If we fuck up though…”

“It will be the ultimate fuck up,” Zak finished. “And there’s nothing we can do right now, you know like an abortion or..?”

“He’s growing too fast and even if we did they would only try again with someone else,” I said. “I’m not the only Nephilim in the world remember?”

The shock wouldn’t leave Zak’s face. I walked over to the couch where he was and sat down beside him. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry you’re involved in this…” He turned to me but didn’t say anything, hell he wouldn’t even look at me in the face, his eyes froze over the bump. Still staring he slowly reached out and placed his hand on my stomach. There was another nudge in response.

Zak gasped. “It really is growing fast. I take it we don’t have the normal nine months to prepare.”

“Nope,” I muttered.

His hand then fell from my stomach down to my hand. He took my hand in his and held it tight. “I’m with you every step of the way.” He said sounding like he was making a promise to himself, to me, and to his child. “I love you, Y/N. More than I’ve ever loved anyone before… and evil or not I will love this baby for the rest of my life.”

“I love you too,” I whispered before Zak leaned in and enveloped my lips with his. Somehow this kiss felt different than the ones we shared that night. It was more warm, loving, and well… human.

After a while we pulled back and Zak just held me against him. “There’s something we have to do before anything else, though.”

“What?”

I looked up at him, smiling weakly. “How do you feel about getting married?”

[metalmonki]

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[ghost-adventures-imagines]

First lockdown

*requested*

For @mischiefnevermanaged89-blog

Prompts: #14 & #22

Fandom: Ghost Adventures

Pairing: Zak Bagans x reader

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It was your first lockdown with the ghost adventures crew and you’d be lying to have said that you weren’t in any way scared.

Once you reached the St. Anne’s retreat, you had the urge to turn around and go back, but you remained and followed the boys in, wanting to show that you didn’t have any fear in the slightest.

However, when the interviews were wrapped up and night had fallen, that all changed and your nervousness started coming through. You were close losing your composure, and Zak must have picked up on that pretty fast, you suddenly feel his arm drap over your shoulders as he pulled you close. Zak than speaks to you in a tone of voice for only you could hear, and it took you a little by surprise, it was something you wouldn’t think of hearing from Zak.

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay by you the whole lockdown since it’s your first.”

Rather than feeling comforted by his words, you felt more vulnerable than anything else. You don’t know why, you don’t understand why, but you went along with it and everything was running smoothly in the way it was supposed to be until Zak had locked Aaron in another building that sat on part of the property.

Both you and Aaron were freaking out.

“This wasn’t part of the deal!”

You couldn’t understand what Zak had said to that as you got lost in smacking his arm and begging for him to let Aaron out.

“Zak, we can’t just leave him in there by himself! What if something happens to him?!” Zak acted as if he didn’t hear you.

After some convincing, Aaron agreed to stay behind as you and Zak continued making your way around the investigation.

The whole time, you were silently doubting yourself. Thinking of things like, why did Zak choose to become part of the crew, you don’t know. You may seem tough on the outside, but really, you were just as much as a wuss as anyone else. Out of everyone Zak had to choose from, he chose you. Zak saw a lot of great potential in you, and not only that, he had developed feelings for you. Over the short time you’ve been part of the crew, you started growing the same feelings for Zak as well. Somehow, you both know how you felt about each other, but you both remained silent on that. You both unknowingly made it obvious for the rest of the crew, they knew it but stayed silent for obvious reasons.

The two of you were walking to the pool where they say a nun supposedly drowned her baby in years ago, and as you did, the urge to ask the begging question grew. You couldn’t bring yourself to ask it until you were going back for Aaron. It was almost too challenging for you to ask, but you had to do it, you had to know otherwise, it’d drive you crazy. To gain control of your nerves, you begin by keeping it simple, but Zak cuts in before you could say anything. Praising you about how well you were doing on your first lockdown.

“How do you feel now that we’re halfway through your first lockdown?”

“I feel good about it, still a little uncertain about it my investigation skills.”

“I think you’re doing an excellent job, better than anyone I’ve seen handling a lockdown, whether it’s their first or not.”

You couldn’t help but feel slightly shy all of a sudden, but you quickly regained composure and turned the conversation around.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yes, what’s up?”

“Why did you choose me? Out of everyone there, you had chosen me. Why did you choose me?”

At this point, you were back at the building Aaron was locked in earlier.

Unbeknownst to you, while Zak was about to give you an answer, Aaron was Ron the other side of the door, waiting to be let out when he started listening in on your conversation. As you look at Zak, you notice he seemed to be trying to put the right words to say in his head, as he didn’t want to have accidentally confess to you, confess to you yet, at least. You continue to wait patiently for a response, than he gave it to you.

“You know why, (Y/n).”

That was the last thing you had expected to hear.

You stared at him in disbelief, hardly daring to believe what he meant by that.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Zak was about to respond, but Aaron beats him to it, revealing Zak’s feelings for you.

“It means he likes you, (Y/n).”

“Aaron, shut up! No I don’t!”

“Stop lying! Stop lying to yourself and just admit it!” Aaron shouts back.

You lightly chuckle when you see that Zak seemed to be the most embarrassed than you had ever seen him before.

When he doesn’t say anything, you begin to ask him to know for yourself that if it’s true.

“What Aaron just said, is it true?”

Zak sighs heavily before responding.

“Yes. Yes it is.”

You felt your cheeks burn pink as he continued with an explanation.

“I wasn’t planning on confessing. Well, confessing this soon at least. I’m sorry if this makes you feel weird and I understand if you don’t feel the same way.”

As Zak rambles on, you feel the happiest you ever have been in the longest time.

You decide to confess as well.

“Shut the hell up, you don’t need to worry about that because I like you, too.”

The second you spoke a confession of your own, he was just as happy as you were.

Now was probably not the best place or timing to ask you for a date, but he did it anyway, and of course you agree.

“Can I take you on a date?”

“Absolutely!”

“It’s a date!”

Because you were both caught up in the moment, you had momentarily forgotten about Aaron.

Aaron takes his fist to the door, slightly scaring the hell out of you and Zak as his shouting to let him out.

“We get it! You like each other! Now let me out, I can’t take much longer of being locked in!”

“Stop lying!”

Zak talks back.

This was an interesting lockdown, especially for your first.

You were just going to keep it at that.

~~~

A/N:

Thank you so much for requesting! This was so much fun to write, please feel free to send more stuff in!!’ 💜

[deanwinchestersgirl87]

Ooh 🫢

[haleyrude]

Alone

Pairing: Zak Bagans x fem!reader 

Disclaimer: Loved this request and had fun writing it! Enjoy!

Words: 2.1k

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The sky was blue, not one cloud to be seen. Everything was normal, you had even found a $5 bill on the floor while you were out running errands. Though all day you had a knot in your stomach which was unsettling, your gut was telling you something was wrong. You had texted your family and friends asking if everything was okay and they had all responded normally. You pinned it off as having to join your boyfriend and friends on one of their ghost investigations that night. 

Normally you were nervous but you’ve never had a knot in your stomach like you do now. You had spent a few hours researching the destination so you knew what to expect. Now the location tonight was known to have negative energy toward females and maybe that’s why you were so unsettled. You had just finished showering so you threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt before wrapping your hair up in a towel. Sighing, you grabbed your phone off the bathroom counter and walked out to your bed plopping on your stomach. Hovering over your boyfriends name on your phone you bit your bottom lip thinking it was stupid to even bring up your concerns with him. He was very protective over you during investigations but sometimes you felt like he cared more about his show when it came down to it. You pressed call and put it on speaker, dropping the phone to the bed and rolling on your side. “Hey baby!” he greeted you cheerfully, putting a smile on your face, “Hey” you didn’t mean for your voice to come out as somber as it did. “What’s wrong?” you took a deep breath, “so after researching the place we’re going tonight, I just… well’ he cut you off, “you don’t want to go? You know I’ve never let anything hurt you.” you nodded knowing he spoke the truth, “I want to go, I just, please don’t send me alone anywhere tonight. I have a gut feeling about something and I just don’t want to be alone.” It was silent for a few moments as he thought about what you said, “Ok baby, you have nothing to worry about” “Thank you, I’ll see you in a few hours” “Of course, love you” “love you too” After hanging up with Zak you thought the knot in your stomach would disappear but it felt heavier than before. 

***

“There were 15 deaths that were confirmed, that doesn’t account for anything left not discovered” You stood next to Aaron while Zak was stating different facts about the location you were at tonight. Everyone was wearing their usual black attire, all the equipment was set up and it was dark as hell as you stood in the lobby of an old museum. 

The air felt heavy as you looked at the different portraits that were hung on the walls. Some were in good shape and there were some that were worn down over time, somehow not being able to be preserved at all. Almost like the portraits rejected what could’ve saved them. Chills ran down your spine as you followed the 3 men, Jay staying behind to keep an eye on the camera’s that were set up throughout the museum.

It wasn’t long before you four were split into two teams, you being with Zak. You stood in front of a painting of a little boy that lost his life within these walls, that is known to still be running around these halls today. Zak held out a spirit box explaining to the camera how it worked before turning it on, the small dark corner you were standing in filled with the noise of static. Zak started asking the little boy questions. “William, are you here with us?” staying quiet to listen to a response, nothing came up. “William, if you’re here you can talk to us through this device I’m holding” After a few more tries you decided to speak up, “Did your friends used to call you Will, do you want us to call you Will?” as clear as day you both heard a ‘yes’ come through. You looked at Zak with wide eyes and he smiled proudly at you, urging you to keep going. “What happened here Will?” there was more silence, “We’re here to understand and help you.” “bad man” once again chills run throughout your body. “What did the bad man do?” you felt your throat tighten, just wanting to cry for this poor little boy, “hurt me, killed” “Woah, he was killed by the main owner Jefferson” “here” both of you couldn’t get over what was happening.

The questions went on a little longer before your luck of communicating with Will ran out but somehow you felt a sense of peace wash over you with what you learned about Will. Zak had his arm around you as you walked through the halls to meet back up with Billy and Aaron.

***

“Zak, you’re going to love what we captured,” Aaron held up a tape recorder. “Unbelievable communication tonight” Billy added on. “Same with us” you stated excitedly, looking up at Zak, he gave you a small smirk ruffling up your hair. Looking into the camera Zak started speaking, “We’ve been getting quite a lot of communication tonight, but I think it’s time we check out the basement area. It’s said this is where Jefferson the owner spent most of his time. Where he ended up torturing and murdering those who didn’t commit suicide. It’s known to have strong energy towards females,’ Zak turned toward you with sympathy in his eyes and you couldn’t help the fact that your stomach had dropped. You couldn’t even hear when he told the camera that you were going alone, you felt numb and betrayed. The 3 men looked at you expectantly. You couldn’t even muster up a word so you grabbed a camera and started walking toward the basement. You knew if you didn’t do this, you wouldn’t hear the end of it and the last thing you wanted to do is have your boyfriend be disappointed in you. “10 minutes and we will come get you” Aaron reassured, opening the door to the basement once you all stopped in front of it. 

Horror movies are nothing compared to what you felt when Aaron shut that door. Thankful you had your hair up in a ponytail because you broke out in a cold sweat, your heart pounded in your ears. The only thing you could rely on was the tiny screen on the camera where you could kind of see where you were going. The basement was run down, the stone steps you descended were cracked, chunks missing. Everything was eerily quiet besides the sound of water dripping somewhere very slowly. Once at the bottom there was a circle of chairs and you sat down on one of them. “I’m here alone Jefferson” you were surprised your voice was steady for the fear that was coursing through your veins. “Is this where you murdered innocent people?” You stood up slowly pacing, “Where you hurt Will, a small defenseless child” you felt tears buildup in your eyes but you stopped and held your breath as you heard a growl come from your left. Ever so slowly you backed up into the wall closest to the stairs, “You’re not allowed to hurt me” You felt as though you were suffocating, your chest felt heavy and then all of a sudden you had an intense pain on your stomach, not being able to see anything you collapsed on the floor and screamed.

The basement door opened and some light flooded through the room. Your tears made your vision blurry as someone lifted you up and started ascending the stairs. “Let me take her to Jay, continue with Billy” Next thing you know was that you were sitting in a chair and saw Jay working the computers. “Where’s Zak?” he looked over to you and smiled, “Are you feeling better?” No, you were not. You were pissed off. Standing, you looked at Jay, I’ll be at the hotel.” He nodded as you took your phone and called an uber, luckily finding one this late at night. 

***

Three scratch marks…. Three perfectly straight lines that drew some blood were placed on your stomach. You knew who did it, yet you felt defeated. You laid in the hotel bed after showering and changing your clothes into a silk pajama set. Setting an alarm on your phone you decided to get some shut eye before Zak came back.

***

You woke up to the sound of the door opening, Zak getting back before your alarm went off. You sat up as he turned on the lights. “I had no idea you came back here” he said once he laid eyes on you and released a breath of relief. “Why does it matter?” you frowned as he set his bag down. “I thought you were with Jay so I was worried something happened” You stood up fuming, “Why would you care about what happens to me!” your voice got louder as Zak came closer to you. “Because I love you? What are you…’ “Love me?’ you laughed, ‘I poured my heart out to you about how I did not want to go anywhere alone at the museum tonight, TOLD YOU, I had a bad feeling in my gut about it and YOU DID NOT CARE” Zak crossed his arms over his chest, “I was just thinking about the show and..’ you couldn’t help but cut him off once more, ‘The show, it’s always about the show Zak. I love how you pour everything into your show, caring so much about the entertainment for your fans and having all these amazing moments with the afterlife but sometimes I feel like you put your show before me and I can’t do it anymore.” you dropped your head letting your tears fall before continuing, “you told me you’d protect me, never let anything happen to me but you did not listen to me today. I’ve never felt so betrayed by you” 

“You’re okay, we’re both safe” before he could come closer you lifted your shirt exposing the scratch marks on them. Zak’s eyes widened as he sat at the edge of the bed urging you to come closer. You did and he gently raised his hand to run over the scratch marks, you hissed as the marks were still fresh. “I…’ his beautiful blue eyes welled up with tears, “you got hurt” he was trying to convince himself it was true. “I knew something bad was going to happen tonight and I begged you. This could’ve been worse and I was alone.” You put your shirt down as he wrapped his arms around you burying his head in your chest as a sob broke from him. You were so mad at him but seeing him like this broke your heart, so you stood there running your fingers through his hair while the other rested on his back. 

You don’t know how long you both stayed there like that but eventually he looked up at you, his eyes red along with yours. “I know sorry won’t fix what I did to you. I truly feel like I have failed you tonight and I cannot begin to apologize for it because it will never make anything better. I promised I’d always protect you and I didn’t do that tonight because I was selfish and was just thinking about entertainment. If I would have lost you..’ his face scrunched up as he brought you to hug him once more, ‘I wouldn’t be able to go on with my life. My life is you and I vow from this day forward my show will never be more important than you and our relationship. Please let me make this up to you” Zak has never sounded so broken before, you could tell he was talking from the heart. Sometimes people can’t see what’s in front of them until something bad or upsetting happens. Dealing with spirits good and evil anything could’ve happened tonight. 

“It’s okay” you softly said as Zak looked up at you again. He stood up so he was able to wrap his arms around you and fully engulf you in a hug. You squeezed him as tight as you could, hating that this even had to happen. “I love you, I never want to lose you” It was your turn to look up at him and smile, “I love you too” He leaned down and kissed you, every word, every feeling he had poured out into this kiss and you knew this was the first step for a beautiful change. 

[zorkyyy]

" —want me to return the favour? .."

warnings: smut, zak bagans x gn!reader (gender isn't specified), blowjob, explicit writing, rough .. pure filth jus' per usual.

the visualization of him being pleasured was something close to a vision from god above. given he was somewhat egotistical – it was ultimately meaning that those melodic moans slipped from his mouth with ease and they were grossly and lewdly loud. he grabbed hold of your strands of hair, fingers intertwining with the delicate locks as he precisely anchored your head up and down on his wettened shaft. “ my fucking .. god.. “ he grumbled as his chest heaved. “ you.. you swallow me up so good, so good f’me.. “ underneath these bolstering circumstances, the action of knitting his brows followed. 

your eyes seemingly wandered up to his lustful filled gaze, his adams’ apple bobbing up and down as these moans seemingly tumbled out of his mouth. his uncontainable moans are similar to a boiling pot of water as the foaming substance seems to overflow, similar to an unyielding temptation, similar to rivers that sometimes overflow their banks and then flood the surrounding land. he just.. they were unstoppable. those vibrations of you seemingly humming around his hardened cock increased, the broad expanse of your tongue running alongside his hardness. 

that sensation of his tip prodding against the back of your throat was enough to make you gag, enough to cause tears to prick at your eyes – dampening your lashes. he was weirdly swift to allow his calloused hand to cup your cheek, his thumb wiping the senseless tears away. 

he looks past his glasses, staring down at you as another moan tumbled from his mouth. “ m’so close baby.. oh– oh baby.. “ his movements become increasingly sloppy, these vital movements causing this wet sopping noise of his cock hitting the back of your throat. “ oh fuck! oh fucking.. oh fucking hell.. “ he seemingly grunts out as his tone increases for a moment — he reaches out at your head. his fingers roughly locking around your head. 

he suddenly stills as he allows his warm seed to trickle down your throat, his mouth going agape as he feels his body tense and shiver. you seemingly struggle to swallow his tepid release, struggling to breathe as he keeps your mouth locked around him; seemingly keep your face/nose adhered up against his grove of pubic hairs. 

as his chest still continues to hoist, his pectoral pressing up against the tight fabric of his shirt, his grasp suddenly loosens. he lugs your head off his now softening member, he slopes himself at an angle and heaves you upwards towards him. immediately he captures your mouth, kissing you in a sensational mannerism. he disregards the commotion of your groin pressing up against his somewhat flaccid cock — he withdraws slightly and nuzzles your nose against his. “ you did so good.. y’know that? “ he reasoned with you.

he then suddenly inquires “ want me.. want me to return the favour? “ 

[algea]

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[fanfictionismyaddiction]

Chronicles of a Gothic muse

Social Media AU

Pairing: Zak Bagans x reader

Summary: follows the captivating life of a darkly elegant influencer as she navigates her new relationship with paranormal investigator Zak Bagans, blending her gothic aesthetic with their shared love for the macabre and mysterious.

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📍Location: Old Gothic Cemetery

Among the silent graves, I find peace… the whispers of the past remind me of the beauty in every shadow🌙🕯️

realzakbagans: You make even the darkest places feel like home…🖤

aarongoodwin: That’s one way to spend the day… kinda jealous of the ghosts you’re hanging with 👻

Fan1: You make cemeteries look so peaceful and romantic. Such a unique perspective

friend2: This is so ethereal and hauntingly beautiful. You belong in a dark romance novel🖤

jaywasley: This is one of your best looks yet. Pure gothic elegance

friend1: The way you connect with these places is so inspiring. You’re like a real-life gothic heroine🌹

Fan2: This image is pure art. You have such an eye for beauty in the macabre

Fan3: You look like a Victorian ghost, lost in time. Absolutely stunning!

Fan4: Please tell me you’re going to do a photoshoot like this again. This is breathtaking!

📍Location: Your Apartment

A quiet night with my favorite companions: a good book, a cup of tea, and the lingering presence of those who came before us📚☕️

realzakbagans: Wish I was there with you, but seeing this is the next best thing…🖤

billytolley: That’s one cozy gothic nook you’ve got there. You and Zak should do a reading together!

friend2: This is the dreamiest vibe. Can I come over for a tea party in the dark? 😍

Fan6: You’ve just given me major inspiration for redecorating my space. This is goals

freind3: Everything about this is so you. The perfect gothic home aesthetic!

aarongoodwin: Looks like the perfect setup for a ghost story… or maybe a love story?😉

Fan5: Your apartment looks like something out of a classic horror novel. I love it!

Fan7: Your style is impeccable. I need to know where you get your decor!

Fan8: You look so serene here. The perfect way to spend a night in

📍Location: Victorian-Inspired Tea Room

Afternoon tea with a touch of the macabre… just the way I like it ☕️🖤

aarongoodwin: That tea setup is next level. Do they have ghost-shaped cookies too? 👻

freind3: This is perfection. You look like a queen in her element 🌙

friend1: Tea with a side of mystery and darkness. I wouldn’t expect anything less from you🖤

realzakbagans: You make everything look like a scene from a gothic fairytale. Wish I could join you right now…🖤

Fan9: This is the most elegant thing I’ve ever seen. Your life is like a gothic dream!

jaywasley: Classy and spooky at the same time—nailed it!

Fan10: You always find the most amazing places. Please share your secret spots with us!

Fan11: Gothic afternoon tea? Yes, please! You look stunning as always

Fan12: This looks like something straight out of a Victorian novel. I need to try this place!

📍Location: The Haunted Museum

Lost in time, surrounded by ancient knowledge and forgotten spells... this is where I feel most at home📚🔮

aarongoodwin: Bet you’re finding all kinds of spooky secrets in there. Just don’t summon anything, okay? 😅

realzakbagans: You belong in every magical and mysterious place… especially here 🖤

billytolley: You look like you’ve found the ultimate treasure trove. Don’t get lost in those books!

friend2: This is so mesmerizing. I can almost feel the magic through the screen 🌹

friend3: You’re like a gothic sorceress, surrounded by her ancient knowledge. I’m obsessed 🖤

Fan13: This is the dream! Your life is like a gothic fantasy come to life

Fan14: I need a library like this in my life. You always find the coolest places to explore

Fan15: You look like you belong in a movie about witches and haunted tomes. Love this so much!

Fan16: This is giving me serious dark academia vibes. Can’t wait to see more!

📍Location: A Haunted Castle

Wandering the halls of forgotten places, where every step echoes with the past... and every shadow holds a story.🕯️🏰

jaywasley: This is epic. You’re living the ultimate gothic dream

friend2: This is everything. You look like a queen in her haunted castle 🖤

friend1: These vibes are immaculate. You and this castle are a perfect match 🌙

realzakbagans: You belong in every haunted place… and I’ll follow you to them all 🖤

aarongoodwin: You look like the ghost of the castle! This place suits you perfectly 👻

Fan17: This is pure gothic fantasy. You’re living the dream life, honestly

Fan18: need to visit this place now. You make it look so enchanting

Fan19: The atmosphere in this photo is incredible. You capture the essence of every place you visit

Fan20: This is giving me chills in the best way possible. Can’t wait to see where you go next!

[daddy-issues-99]

Fanfic Material List!!!

(Some of these are from when I just started writing so if they're cringy I'm so sorry 🫣)

Transformers

Horror

Marvel

Star Wars

DC

Harry Potter

LOTR/TH

John Wick

TMNT

Call Of Duty

Other:

Goodnight Robicheaux x f!reader smut

Jack In The Box x f!reader Fluff

1993 Three Musketeer's: What would they be like in a relationship?

Possessed Indiana Jones x f!reader

Zak Bagans with a ghost s/o Fluff

Mothman x GN reader

[neruomancer]

Average Members of Groups of Interest: Where are they now? Part 2

PISCES:

*Either some MI5 desk monkey or an especially good tarot reader that was "conscripted". They are the new blood after the office went through some "fumigations". They don't have a bug problem anymore. That's right, no brain bugs, completely clean you don't have to worry about it anymore. They are all gone

*Shan infested Agent, all the old timers and loyal azathoth worshippers got wiped during the "bug hunts". Now it is just the atheistic/secular earth borns who have only known the pleasures of human misery. They may have had a hand in culling the azathoth worshippers and the geezers from the cowboys so they could live it up driving around their meat suits.

Army of the Third Eye

*After the Embassy Row massacre A-Cell decided they needed some local heavy hitters. They turned some young former IRA hard boys over to the Army to train them in sabotage and to give them a little catharsis against the Brits. They don't really know about the bugs and they don't really care. Or they are environmentalists really mad about Welsh lake being drained and have become violent anprims.

*Department for the Veterans of Psychic Wars. When most left the Army or got busted you stayed behind because you had nowhere else to go. They were inside your head, you remember the scratching feeling against the back of your skull. You can hear the whistling of the Court, the nuclear chaos of it all. Those whistles wax and wan but you hear it in your loneliness and alienation. Your apartment is freezing and you swear you can simply walk in the court of the Outer Gods.

GRU-SV8

*You fought against the cultists of Shub, you hunted down Nazis wizards, traveled to Leng and back. All to get blown away by some NAFO dip shit memer piloting a drone with a grenade tapped to it. The video of your death will be put into a tiktok nsfl compilation and children will do the floss to it.

*The Broken Vanguard. You were there, the past haunts you. Your country was stolen and sold off from you. You live in the decaying ruins of what was to be the future of the workers state.

The Skoptsi

*After much of the cult was either blown away or got pitched you went to jail for mundane crimes. Life max. The cult is no more but you have started a gang culture devoted to the black goat, our lady of new birth. Forgive us for our sins and born us new into the world. Sheds the only flesh for the new flesh. You awaken in the shared prison shower covered in blood and hungry. This is not a prison, it is a feeding farm for you.

*You were a good Orthodox boy who grew up in the church. You read your Bible, you went to service, etc. You are an adult now and you hear the flies. The Flys of the Black Goat. You see some people are covered in flies, at work or at the bus stop or in the store. No one else sees them. But you do. Make the buzzing stop. They smell like rotten flesh. There is only one thing you can do. Buy a toolbox, maybe even a gun? Squash the flies.

Outlook Group

*See Majestic

Phenomen-X

*Zak Bagans but somehow worse. "We are here at this Asylum today". Maybe they believe? Maybe they don't? Is just here until they get a TV show deal with Discovery or The Travel Channel. Does very little work besides just showing up to the filming. They have the same disease as Alex Jones where he needs to buy a new watch every three months just to feel something again.

*Genuine believer but very little to absolutely no camera presence. Has been made into a lolcow by the Phenomen-X social media group because of how awkward and gawky they are.

Tiger Transit

*Since the organization has gone "legit" you were the first of the round of new hires to make the crime organization look as illegal as any other financial firm. You are probably an accountant or a HR person for one of the many shell companies. At the recent company retreat there was a banquet. The main course? The long pork. It wasn't as bad as you thought it would be? Most corpos are flesh eaters so it's fine.

*Since Tiger Transit was a airline used by the CIA to traffic heroin, naturally the next step is become a anti communist advocacy think tank. You are a fresh face social media influencer who cries on podcasts about how communism took away your grandpas opium plantation.

D-Stacks

*Dr. Jensen Wu has to be 88 now right? He probably has an intern? Where is he? He got lost in the storage halls of the museum. Sometimes you see him wandering. Bright smile, wrinkles and all.

*If the program didn't assign a "budget" archeologist to the stacks then the outlaws tried to transfer everything of note to a green box somewhere. God I hope not.

Keepers of the Faith

*One of the dwindling numbers of loyal yog worshippers who slip in and out of the train tunnels of New York. Sometimes people in suits come by and give you snacks from the morgues office for information about the glowing spheres. A peaceful and quiet existence sleeping in the cold and tight seams of the city. The time will come.

*The impatient young blood. Has forbid the teachings of yoga for the careless gospel of hip new gods. Doesn't know what the fuck a crawl chaos is but human flesh sure does sound good about now. Got sick and tired of the old dry dead the keepers kept pointing to feed on.

[metalmonki]

What do we want to read next?

I'm hoping to have Supernatural Hunting Living and Love Part 8 and A Well Kept Secret Part 3 (final) up by Sunday so what would we like to see once I've done that.