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justanoasisimagines · 22 days

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I don’t want to sleep alone -Preference- Set B

Warnings; Mentions of anxiety and past trauma, typical canon violence, mentions of manlipuation and obsession. A/N; Requests are open! Guidlines are pinned at the top of my page Credit to @cafekitsune for the divider and banner

Daryl Dixon; After you and Daryl reunite after the prison fell, neither one of you wants to be out of each other's sight. Except you are both too nervous to admit it. However, one night before you go to bed, Daryl starts moving your stuff closer to his. He's not always great with words, yet his actions speak for him.

Milton Mamet; It occurs after your and Milton's third date. He drops it suddenly, and you ask him if he's positive. Milton is adamant, he even makes the promise of breakfast with coffee. When you tell him you need to grab your things, he offers to escort you.

Glenn Rhee; Glenn and you are setting up camp on the farm. making sure everyone had a tent and a space to sleep. As you go to put up your tent, Glenn suddenly gets tongue-tied. He doesn't want to sleep alone anymore. He blurts the question at you. You laugh, but ask him where he wants to sleep.

Morgan Jones; Morgan's sitting outside admiring the view. He enjoys sitting back, reflecting on the day's events and the possibilities of the future. When you step out, he immediately turns adjusting in his chair holding his hand out for you. When you tell Morgan you don't want to sleep alone, Morgan tells you, you don't have to, but asks for five more minutes

Ceasar Martinez; Ceasar and you argued. It was over your safety. He didn't want you to go on patrol but you were insistent on attempting to prove yourself. Ceasar's well aware of your capabilities, but he's terrified of losing you. He's trying to fall asleep on the couch when you walk over to him and hold out your hand. Ceasar doesn't say anything as he follows you. He's just grateful he'll be able to sleep tonight.

Ozzy; Ozzy comes to your room after a night full of tossing and turning. He needs his mind to settle and there's only one person to successfully help him. It's you. He doesn't know how you do it. Maybe it's the way you run your hands through his hair lightly tugging or how right it feels when you sleep beside him.

Spencer Monroe; Spencer comes to you after he's completed his chores. Ever since he spent the night with you he's struggled to sleep. He doesn't have anymore on his mind than usual. His body is screaming at him to sleep, but sleep evades him. It's got to be you. He can't be tired like this all the time anymore. So he heads to your place so he can crawl into bed beside you.

Brandon; Brandon is watching you as you slowly begin to nod off. He goes to make his way out of your room when you grab hold of his arm. When you ask him not to leave, Brandon unlaces his boots, shedding his clothes and gets into bed sides you. He pulls you close and quickly drifts off with you in his arms.

King Ezekiel; Ezekiel has a lot of pressure on his shoulders. He has an entire community of people to look after. Naturally, sometimes he needs to be looked after. It's late when you remind Ezekiel to go to bed. Instinctively he begins to protest. You remain firm reminding him, he's no good to anyone if he's dead on his feet. Reluctantly he agrees as long as you come with him

Dwight; Dwight thought he'd lost you. He's walking through the Sanctuary when he sees you. His heart is racing as he approaches you. His mind cannot fathom it's truly you, even after you're in his arms holding onto him for dear life. He's not going to let you out of his sight from now on. Where he goes you go and vice versa.

Aaron; It's your fifth date when Aaron finally asks you if you would like to sleep over. He knows you don't live very far away, but he would like to wake up beside you. Perhaps you could go for an early morning walk before the two of you get some breakfast before your day truly begins.

Tyreese Williams; Tyreese tells you he doesn't want to sleep alone on the first night he arrives at the prison. You're both in a new place with new dynamics. You both need something familiar. Secondly with you close by, he'll be able to keep you safe. Tyreese is still trying to figure out if the prison is a safe place for you all.

Simon; Simon's becoming more and more infatuated with you. You are everything to him. His focus is solely centered on you. He refuses to let you out of his sight. He asks you to sleep in his room so he can keep his eye on you, to keep you safe.

Phillip 'The Governor' Blake; When you approach the Governor tell him you don't want to sleep alone, the governor smirks, explaining you don't have to. Slowly his plan is coming together. Soon he'll have you in the palm of his hands. To access where your old group is currently hiding. So he can move in and take over.

Dante; Dante was supposed to be working on the inside for the Whispers, however, he never intended to meet someone or fall for them. Yet here you were. You walk into the infirmary one day with a smile on your face to ask him if he has any plans. When he reveals he does you ask him if he'd want to stay at yours. He agrees.

Bob Stookley; Bob has a lot of demons. He's fighting to be a better partner to you and a proactive member of the group. Some days are worse than others, so as you go settle for the night he asks you. You don't say a word as you grab his hand and lead him towards his cell.

Aiden Monroe; When you tell Aiden you don't want to sleep alone, he finds it endearing. He knows his parents won't mind you staying over. They adore you. Besides both of you are always so nice, it's nice to spend some time with you, even if you both are technically asleep. Aiden plans to make you breakfast in the morning.

Otis; When Rick's group comes to the farm, Everything is pure chaos. You hadn't been feeling the most comfortable with all the new people dotted around the place When you stepped into Otis's room that night, he was quick to reassure you. To provide you with a quiet space to breathe and accept the changes going on around you.

Paul "Jesus" Rovia; It had been a rough day dealing with the Saviours. Everyone was tired and stressed out. One by one everyone begins to turn in for the night. When you go to head in Jesus entwines your fingers together, asking you to come to bed with him. You nod as he leads you towards his room.

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mj-jones-parker · 5 months

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Morgan, playing with Peter's hand: Why don't you have a ring on your finger like Mommy and Daddy do?

Peter: Because Mom and Dad's rings are wedding rings and I'm not married

Morgan: Why aren't you married?

Peter, glaring at Mj: I don't know. Why I am I not married, Michelle?

Mj: Because were 17

#spideychelle #mj x peter #peter x mj #mj watson #michelle jones watson #mj spiderman #peter parker #spiderman #tom holland #zendaya #tomdaya #incorrect mcu quotes #spiderman incorrect quotes #mcu imagine #iron dad #morgan stark

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https-shan · 1 year

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benny weir - cockblock

words: 809

"y/n" benny looked at me with puppy eyes. "what benny?" i smiled and looked at him.

"do you want to come over today?" he asked smiling like a goof. "benny?! she cant we're playing-" ethan came from aroudn the corner.

"hey guys!" rory walked up to all of us smiling. "whats got you all happy" i smirked well looking at rory.

"nothing, cant a guy just be happy?" he looked at me disgusted "not all of us are depressed" he joked with me.

"thats a new low, even for you rory" i rolled my eyes playfully. "hey" he put his hands up like he was surrendering "it was going to come out either way"

i saw erica and sarah walking down the hall. "hey ethan look, your girlfriends walking this way"he hit my forearm. "she's not my girlfriend, you know that"

i tried hiding my laughter. "deny, deny, deny" me and benny said at the same time, and laughed.

ethan put himself together by fixing his colar and fixing whatever rinkles he could find. i smirked looking up at benny.

"so benny-boo what do you say we leave and go-"

"hey y/n i need to talk to you about something" erica spoke up.

i turned to look at her "yeah of course, let's go" i pointed down the hall gesturing her to follow. she obliged

"whats the deal with you and benny? did you guys do anything yet" she smirked.

"well..." i sighed "not really, we get as far as making out and someone interrupts"

"oh.. that sucks" she turned to look at our friends. "i could get you guys alone?" she suggeted.

"E, i love you but i want to get this done myself" i sighed.

"its fine i get it" she turned around "are you coming?" she turned to see if i was behind her.

we got back to the group and talked until the bell rang. we all went our seperate ways, except for me and benny because we had the same class.

we got to Mr. G's class and sat in the back.

"why are we sitting back here?" he looked at me confused. i smiled "no reason, just a change i guess"

he nodded his head and looked up at the board.

we were writing down notes, well i waited for everyone to finish including benny, i was getting bored. Class was almost over but i was extremly bored, an idea popped in my head.

i put my hand on benny's thigh. "what're you doing y/n" he looked at me worried.

i looked at him innocently "nothing benny, what do you mean?" i moved my hand up higher.

"y/n-"

i moved my hand from benny's thigh almost immediately.

"benny" Mr.G clapped his hands together "do you know the answer to the question?" he looked at benny.

"i- uh what? sorry what was the question" he looked up at Mr.G with a slight blush on his face.

the bell rang, "ah next time benny, see you guys tommorow"

i got up from my seat and said goodbye to Mr.G.

i heard someone behind me, already knowing it was benny i moved to the side so he could walk beside me.

"sooo" benny said in a sing-song voice.

"what is it benny?" i smiled.

"no. no no. you dont get to act all innocent now-"

"hey guys!" rory came from around the corner. "hey rory" i smiled.

"how was class, batman" i smiled. "first thank you, no one calls me batman, and it was soooo boring" he chuckled "did not get a thing done"

"rory im sorry but me and benny need to get home, talk tommorow. kay?" i tried my best to get me and benny away from everyone.

once me and benny got to his house, i went in the kitchen to grab some juice.

"y/n, baby" benny was standing behind me. i hummed, i turned to look at him.

"can we finish what you started in class?" he looked at me with hunger in his eyes.

before he could say anything else i leaned up and kissed him, he took no time to kiss back, it was passionate. he put me onto the counter and moved so he was standing in between my legs.

he licked my bottom lip asking for entrance, i opened my mouth and he explored my mouth.

"benny!" we heard the door close. we both groaned, "in the kitchen grandma" i got myself off the counter.

"oh hello y/n, what're you doing here?" she smiled at me.

"uh me and benny have homework to do" i took a sip of my juice.

"mhm" grandma gave benny a look and walked out.

i looked at benny with a worried look "she defiantly knows"

he goaned "its grandma, she knows everything"

sorry if its bad lmao if you have tips to imrpove my writing please dm

#my babysitters a vampire #benny weir imagine #benny weir #ethan morgan #sarah fox #rory keaner #erica jones #slight smut #benny weir smut

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maddiehu7 · 4 months

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Apocalyptic | Daryl Dixon |

Chapter 1

I'm laying in ricks room trying to take a nap when I hear the door slam open I immediately jump up grabbing my gun from under my pillow pointing it towards the open door

"Lori!" I hear someone shout it sounds familiar I walk out quietly hiding behind a wall

"Carl!" I hear someone shout again....rick? No it can't be I think to myself starting to tear up at the possibility when I hear the footsteps get closer I put my guard back up and swiftly move out from behind the wall pointing my gun straight ahead

"Alex..." I see no other than my brother standing in a open gown with bandages around his stomach, holy shit

"Rick...Rick!" I drop my gun running to hug him

"Oh thank god your ok" he says beginning to cry hugging me harder than ever

"Me, thank god your ok I've been here waiting for you for months" I say also crying pulling back to cup his face seeing it's really him we both smile

"What's happening...where's Carl and Lori" he says sniffling

"Well it's kinda hard to explain the dead have rose basically and Lori and Carl went with Shane I stayed back knowing if you woke you'd come here" I say still smiling at him wiping his tears away

"We-we gotta find them" he say worriedly

"I know I know and we will ok?" I say holding his shoulders looking him in the eyes he nods back at me hugging me one more time

"Let me just pack up and we'll go" I say eager to find my nephew but not knowing if I'm prepared to go out into the world I barely can fight off the stragglers that come through here or come out when I scavenge and I definitely don't have enough rations for two people let alone medical supplies for Rick

"Shit" I sigh out but pack what I have and put my gun in the back of my jeans, when I hear something from outside

"Daddy! Daddy! I got the sumbitch I'm gonna smack him dead" I hear the last part and run out seeing Rick on the ground a kid with a shovel standing over him

"Hey what the hell!" I yell pulling my gun out but not aiming at the kid he looks at me confused to see another person when I'm assuming to be his dad comes over shooting a walker in the head running over seeing me

"Hey who the hell are you?" He questions putting his kid behind him

"I live here who the hell are you and why'd your kid hit my brother" I say on guard

"Your brother" he says looking over at Rick seeing he's not a walker

"Shit look we're sorry ok Duane say your sorry" he says looking towards his kid, backing up from my brother I run over kneeling down seeing if he's ok

"I'm-I'm sorry" the kid stutters out

"Hey Rick you good?" I say grabbing his face looking in his eyes he just mumbles at me when I hear a gun cock behind me, fuck

"What's his wound" the older man says I look back at him

"He was in the hospital in a coma, he got shot" I say putting my hands up trying to diffuse the situation

"And you how come I've never seen you here when we've been here this whole time" he says shaking slightly

"What can i say I keep to myself" I say a little angrily I look back at my brother to see him passed out

"Fuck, you guys live around here right? Can you help him...please" I add looking at Rick passed out, the man comes over and looks at him for a second before dropping the gun

"Fine come on" he says motioning to help him with Rick so I do lifting him slinging his arm over my shoulder groaning

"This way, Duane lead the way" the man huffs out the kid looks at me suspiciously but leads us to there house regardless. When we get there we set Rick on the bed to rest I roll my shoulders sore from carrying him

"I never got your name" the man sighs out motioning me to follow him to the kitchen

"Alexis" I say hesitantly

"Morgan and this is my son Duane" he says pointing his finger towards the kid from earlier sitting down at the table

"Thanks...for uh taking us in" I say smiling half assed at Morgan he just nods back

~~~time skip~~~

It's been a couple hours I've been checking on Rick on and off and so has Morgan cleaning his wound, I explained to Morgan the past few months and our plan to find our family he didn't say much in return

"Dinner" Morgan says to me and Duane we both get up and head to the table sitting down when my brother comes out

"Hey Rick you ok?" I question going to help him walk but he waves his hand for me to stay seated so I lower myself back on the seat waiting for him to talk

"Yeah I'm ok...thank you..." he says waiting for them to say there names

"Morgan and Duane" Morgan says sitting down also

"You shot that man today" Rick sighs out how confused he must be I think sadly

"It wasn't no man" Duane says defensively

"What the hell was that out your mouth just now?" Morgan says looking at the kid I smile lowly at the father son relationship

"It wasn't a man" he corrects himself

"You shot him in the street out front- a man" ricks says getting more aggravated

"Rick it wasn't a man ok it was a walker member I told you dead rose, video game style" I say looking up at him sorry to break the bad news

"She's right, now come on sit down before you fall down" Morgan says pointing towards the chair next to me I smile a little at his words Rick complies sitting down Morgan serving us some food I go to eat not having a hot meal in forever when they hold hands to pray Morgan reaching his hand to me

"Oh ok" I say quietly going along with it even though I was never religious and definitely now more than ever isn’t

"Lord we thank you for this food, thy blessings, and we ask you to watch over us in these crazy days amen" Morgan says looking up at me and Rick

"Amen" Duane says, I go to eat almost moaning at the feel of food in my mouth Rick smiling smally at me. After dinner we all sit in one of the bedrooms relaxing when we hear a car going off I'm immediately on guard looking at the window and I'm not the only one as Duane freaks out a little

"It's nothing one of them must've bumped a car" Morgan reassures the kid

"You sure?" rick asks I look at Morgan wondering the same thing

"It happened once before, it went on for a few minutes...get the light Duane" Morgan says me, Rick and him going to look out the window

"It's the blue one down the street, the same one as last time, I think we're ok" Morgan says me and Rick looking out the window carefully, damn there's a lot out there tonight I think to myself

"That noise won't it bring more of them?" Rick questions

"Nothing we can do about it now just have to wait them out till morning" I say sighing noticing Duane come in the room and peak out the window

"She's here” he says gasping I look at him confused

"don't look. Get away from the windows....i said go, go on" Morgan says when he won't leave, I look out to see a woman walking towards the house, what the hell? Duane goes in the other room crying

"Duane, Duane quiet now come on" Morgan goes over and hugs him trying to keep him quiet that must be someone important I think sadly looking at them, me and Rick go and sit back down as the door knob rattles

“She uh…she died in the other room on that bed, there was nothing I-i could do about it, that fever man her skin gave off a heat like a furnace, I should’ve-I should’ve put her down man I should’ve put her down I know that but I- you know I just didn’t have it in me she’s the mother of my child” Morgan says crying silently I almost tear up at the sadness of it

“I’m so sorry Morgan” I say truthfully looking at Duane he just smiles smally through his tears

(To be continued) let me know if you liked it!and yes Daryl will come in soon lol

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reddeadclown · 1 year

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Headcanon Dump 1

TW: None but if you don’t like the idea of himbo John Marston then scroll on I guess

•Hosea can’t tolerate anything spicier than butter

•John’s such a himbo that whenever he heats up a hot pocket in the microwave and it isn’t warm enough, he’ll throw away the hot pocket, warm another one up, and repeat the process before Abigail has to come over and help him

•Ever so often, Karen sends a snap to Sean with the message “send me ur grippers” and he does every time

•I’m about half convinced that Rev. Swanson eats pizza rolls straight from the freezer

•Since Strauss sleeps in a nightgown and goes “Hoooonk mimimimimi” he also probably only falls from midair once he looks down, and gets hit by falling anvils pretty often

•Abigail reminds me a lot of my mother, so I firmly believe, that just as my own mummy does, she’ll call Jack some stupid nickname that will stick with him for the rest of his life

•Considering the Red Dead series takes place in the very late 19th-early 20th century, I wonder how much asbestos Jack has been exposed to (THEY PUT THAT SHIT IN EVERYTHING)

•The hot bitch himself (Javier) probably uses Pantene (Mans has some LUCIOUS LOCKS)

•I think Mary-Beth would own a tumblr blog (and we love her for that)

•Sean is the holder of the world record title of “Silliest little goblin on the planet” with a record of 69420 instances of immature, childlike behavior, 7261 cases of gooberish misdoings and 2925 x 10^17 impishly devious actions

•Bill’s entire Instagram is just pictures of Cain

•Cain has a PHD at Good Boi University

•Every single Van Der Linde girl is a national treasure and must be protected at all costs

•IN A PERFECT AU; Charles and Arthur got married in the end, bought a house, and have three cats named Larry,Jerry and Sherry but nO THAT JUST COULDNT HAPPEN COME ON ROCKSTAR-

#red dead redemption #arthur morgan #charles smith #javier escuella #hosea mathews #karen jones #mary beth gaskill #bill williamson #sean macguire #abigail marston #leopold strauss #dutch van der linde #jack marston #orville swanson #red dead redemption 2 #red dead fandom #red dead redemption imagine #red dead head canons

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joviewinchester · 2 years

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Character thinks it’ll be funny to scare their friends by summoning a demon, but then it actually works

“Come on guys. It’ll totally be fun.” Y/N said to Ethan, Sarah, Benny, Erica, and Rory.

“No way. We have enough supernatural encounters without welcoming them.” Ethan said.

“I think it’ll be fun. You guys are just wimps, but we all already knew that.” Erica smirked.

“We aren’t wimps. You don’t think I’m a wimp, right Y/N?” Benny asked.

“Depends on whether or not you agree to this. Let’s make things more interesting. If you three do this with us, I’ll go out with Benny, Sarah will go out with Ethan, and Erica-“

“Absolutely not Y/N! I am not going out with that pathetic excuse for a vampire!” Erica cut her off.

“Oh come on, babe. Don’t be that way. I’ll take you to the Single Tear concert coming up.” Rory said.

“Okay. I’ll do it. Let’s do this thing, Y/N.”

“Oh. I didn’t think I’d get this far. We have to go to a crossroads.” Y/N explained.

“What are we waiting for?! Let’s go!” Benny shouted.

“Benny! I still think this is a bad idea. We don’t know what the consequences of this could possibly be and-“

“Ethan. Come on. Date with Sarah! Keep that in mind. Now come on!” Benny grabbed his arm and dragged a reluctant Ethan to the car along with the rest of them.

They arrived at the crossroad and Y/N slowly began drawing a devil’s trap.

“What’s that?” Erica asked.

“It traps them.”

“I thought you didn’t think this would work and were just trying to scare us.” Sarah laughed.

“This is insurance, Sarah. On the slightest chance that this works, I wanna make sure not to die.”

She pulled a box from her back pocket along with a bag of dirt and bones.

“What the heck is that?” Sarah asked.

“It’s an offering. You have to put it in a hole in the center of the crossroad in order for this to work. The dirt is from a graveyard and the bones are cat bones. Sourced humanely obviously.” Y/N got down on her knees and dug a shallow hole with her hands.

“I could get used to this view.” Benny joked. Y/N whipped her head around.

“Shut the fuck up Benny.” She placed the box in the hole and covered it back up with the dirt.

“Now what?” Sarah asked.

“Now, we wait.” It was only seconds before Erica spoke up.

“This is clearly not working let’s just… holy fucking shit.”

They all looked wide eyed at the man in front of them in the center of the devil’s trap.

“Did someone by the name of Y/N Y/L/N summon me to make a deal?”

Y/N slowly stepped forward. “Hello beautiful, Crowley, King of Hell. Pleased to meet you.” He took her hand and kissed it.

“I-I thought I was summoning a crossroads demon not the king of hell and isn’t king of Hell Lucifer I’m lost.”

“Y/N! Why the fuck are you arguing with the demon?! Are you insane?!” Ethan panicked.

“It’s natural to have questions. Lucifer is locked up at the moment, and I came because I was interested in you particularly.” Crowley said.

“Me? Why are you interested in me?” Crowley stepped out of the circle and all of their eyes went wide. Crowley circled her like a predator does it’s prey.

“You’re adopted aren’t you, Y/N?”

“Yeah, why?” Crowley chuckled.

“I seem to know your parents. I don’t quite understand why no one has come after you yet. Everyone always loves trying to kill themselves a Winchester. It’s funny, I believe your father is heading here now. Caught wind of some vampires.” Crowley’s gaze shifted toward Erica, Sarah, and Rory.

“Walk with me, darling.” Crowley took her arm and looped it with his.

“Have you always wondered where you came from? Have you always been confused because you didn’t remember much of your childhood? Have people always told you that you were extremely smart for your age? That’s because your mother is the sister of god, and your father? He’s a monster hunter.”

“What? Back up. Sister of god?”

“Her name is Amara. She’ll be here for you soon. Fortunately for you, I’ve been watching you since you were born, and for whatever reason, I feel compelled to protect you. Y/N, you go home tonight, love. You live your semi normal life for as long as you can. I’ll be watching over you. Good luck, darling.”

With that, Crowley vanished leaving Y/N and her friends in a large state of confusion.

#mbav #mbav imagine #benny weir x reader #benny weir #sarah fox #erica jones #rory keaner #ethan morgan #amara supernatural #crowley #crowley supernatural #supernatural crossover #dean winchester x daughter!reader #sam winchester

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rc-writes · 1 year

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𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬:

◆ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘴 & 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬:

◆ 𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬:

◆ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬:

◆ 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴

◆ 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥

↳ 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬:

◆ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬:

◆ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬:

◆ 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳

#mbav masterlist #mbav #my babysitters a vampire #my babysitters a vampire imagine #ethan morgan #benny weir #erica jones #sarah fox #rory keaner #ethan morgan imagine #benny weir imagine #erica jones imagine #sarah fox imagine #rory keaner imagine

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opie-nixx · 1 year

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Guilt (CHAP. 20)

Clearing the lawmen that tried to take Charles, Lenny and I down was easy. Sort of. My waist burned in agony as I tried my damnest to clench my thighs and core around my horse in order to ride. I honestly wanted to cry from the pain. I think a few tears slipped from the thought of how I acquired said wound. I'm just glad at the fact how hard it was raining and the sound of gunshots once in a while blending in with the thunder. Apart of me shed some tears over the fact of knowing what was going to happen to Arthur. At what they were going to be getting into, but I know that they will be fine. Just that they wont get a chance to mourn Hosea.

'Hosea. I wish I could've done more to save him, but at the same time it is what he wanted. To see Bessie.'

Karen: "Who's there?!" She shouts against the rain as she points a pistol and holds a lantern in our direction. I hunched over my horse's mane, 1 of my hands clenched over my wound, the blood pulsing through the torn shirt, my other loosely holding the reins.

Lenny: "It's us! Y/n needs help!" I hear the door slam open, and voices shout out.

Sadie: "Where are the rest of you!?" I notice Charles and Lenny begin to dismount, Charles heavy footsteps slugging his way in the mud towards me.

Charles: "You need a doctor." He says as he gently tries to help me down the horse. I can feel my skin slowly begin to risen in temperature.

Y/n: "We really can't afford to be that stupid." I mutter, the rainstorm not letting up, Charles wraps 1 of my arms around his neck keeping a firm grip on my arm and his other on my hip as he walks as gently but quickly as he can to place me inside Shady Belle. I take a few glances up and see everyone rushing to load there things up to leave.

Y/n: "Charles..."

Charles: "What's wrong?"

Y/n: "We have nowhere to go."

Charles: "I'll worry about that, you just relax and worry about healing." He sets me on a crate against the side of the stairs and calls for Swanson and Abigail.

Charles: "Please, she needs her wound looked at and I need to clear somewhere out for us to move."

Swanson: "She will be well looked after and healed if the Lord wills it." Charles pats his shoulder and walks off calling for Sadie and Sean. I try my best to sit up only to gently be pushed back by Abigail.

Abigail: "Let us help you this time..Please?" She places her hand on my cheek wiping away some sweat. I feel my eyes get heavier as I relax under her touch. I feel myself come in and out of consciousness. I see Swanson leave and come back with his own poison and Abigail unwrap the cloth that was holding most of my blood inside, but failed immensely. Swanson takes my arm and wraps a tourniquet around my upper arm so he can find me vein. Giving my arm a few sharp slaps, it makes me chuckle.

Abigail: "What's so funny?" She smirks looking at me, her hands working magic as she wipes my wound clean.

Y/n: "Swanson bein a good man. Not shittin himself but using his miracle drug to give me a painless recovery. Just a sight to see." I smile weakly as I feel a sharp prick enter my arm. I look over to Swanson, who seemed to have a bit of joy being behind the needle.

Swanson: "I have found God again, and I'm gonna continue to get better."

Y/n: "If religion is your reason, that's fine. Just good to see you be functional." I soon find myself with my eyes refusing to open and my consciousness be taken from me.

My sweat beading along my forehead as I try to scrub week old blood off of Javier's shirt. My frustration from him waiting so long to give it to me building up as I try to scrub it out. Karen swiggin a bottle as she sits on a stump talking about how dumb Sean is and chuckling from time to time at my 'futile efforts' to get this shirt clean.

Y/n: "Who goes killin in a white shirt? Like seriously what the fuck!"

Karen: "Seems like you bein in a tissy, certainly grabs a set of eyes." She nods to the side of us, I throw the shirt in the wash bucket and give up before snapping my head towards who she was talking about.

'Charles.'

Y/n: "I know. I just feel bad."

Karen: "Why's that?" Our heads perk up the the sound of a horses steps entering camp. To see Arthur lulling his head back and forth.

Y/n: "For fucks sake he's drunk." I scoff as we watch him sluggishly dismount off his horse. I roll my eyes and Karen turns back to me.

Y/n: "I don't exactly feel the same way about him."

Karen: "Ahh, you have your heart set on a different mountain man." She begins to hiccup and my face begins to warm up. Not even paying attention to Arthur making his way over to us.

Y/n: "Possibly. I just don't know how to tell him that without ruining our relationship. I like where we are and I don't want it to be awkward? Ya know?" I say as I unbutton a few buttons down my shirt and plop beside her.

Arthur: "You don't want what to be awkward?" Arthur presents himself with a whiskey bottle in hand, slurred speech, eyes a bit red and a drunk stance. We both turn our heads to him in surprise.

Y/n: "My love, you're drunk. Why don't I take you to your tent and we can lay down?" I offer standing up.

Arthur looks at me almost threateningly.

Arthur: "No, I want you to tell me what you meant." I try and snatch the bottle from his hand but he only holds it above him.

Y/n: "Come on, Arthur. Don't be like this." I try to reason as I jump around trying to snatch the bottle.

Arthur: "Some lady you are." He mutters only enough for us to hear. I stop going for the bottle and look at him with an annoyed look.

Y/n: "What are you on about?" I say putting my hands on my hips.

Arthur: "You flaunt yourself for everyone in camp, and expect me to believe you actually like me?" My heart drops.

Y/n: "Arthur, you are very drunk and confus-"

Arthur: "I know what I heard and I know your type. I'm only good for your disposal." My eyes widen in disbelief as he chugs the rest of the bottle and throws it on the ground shattering it at out feet. Karen takes a swig of her own bottle and tip toes out of our scene. I sigh looking down before raising my hand to strike him, only to be met with his own grip on my wrist. He smirks before trying to tower over me.

I smirk to him myself before throwing my whole forehead into his own. He releases his grip and brings his own hand to his head.

Y/n: "Why do you feel the need to air out our personal affairs out here. You drunk bastard!" Arthur groans a bit before he stumbles a bit backwards. I walk towards him and grip his arm and begin to guide him to his tent. Earning a few chuckles and eyes from camp, I try to breeze by as quickly as possible.

Abigail: "I need to take some lessons from her." I hear her say leaning over to Tilly, who grumbles in agreeance.

I sit Arthur down on his cot and shut the tent flap. I see a pail of water I brought in earlier in the day to wash my face and pick it up.

Arthur: "You head butted me woman!" I throw the pail of water at him before kicking the pail behind me. He gives a small scream from the shock.

Y/n: "If you're gonna eavesdrop on a conversation, at least have the decency to get all of the information." Arthur wipes the water from his face and sits up to face me.

Arthur: "What?"

Y/n: "We were talking about Charles." I whisper taking a seat next to him.

Y/n: "He's very sweet, and I could see the possible attraction but I have my eyes on you." I say bumping his shoulder. Arthur sighs.

Y/n: "Why are you so grumpy? They don't deserve to have your anger and frustration taken out on them." I say looking at him.

Arthur: "I...I just feel so much pressure and I worry if I'm doin the right thing." He confides.

Y/n: "You're an outlaw. The world may have dealt you a bad hand but maybe there's something lookin out for your well-being."

Arthur: "It sure don't feel like it."

Y/n: "That's the harsh reality of the world." I chuckle.

Y/n: "I understand it can be stressful, especially with the law on our ass but still needing to make money so everyone can eat, but that doesn't mean they aren't trying. You will get your happy ending at some point. Just try and take it easy with everyone else, because your not helping with this act and harassing everyone."

Arthur: "Yeah. I see what you're saying." He nods his head before hanging it low. I scoot off the bed and kneel in front of him, gently placing my hand underneath his chin I raise it level to mine.

Y/n: "You're a good man, Arthur. I know right now it might not seem like it but I see the things you do for us. I appreciate you." I smile before bringing my lips to meet his. His beard scratching my face. He pulls me into his lap, deepening the kiss as his tongue enter's mine.

I think this was 1 of our more intimate moments and not intimate sex wise but just heart to heart.

Y/n: "Arthur?" I moan out and groggily open my eyes. I can feel the suns heat beam down on me. I notice my head on something squishy, I open my eyes cautiously and notice long brown hair. I reach up to touch it.

'Soft.'

Y/n: "Charles?"

Charles: "Y/n. How are you feeling?"

Y/n: "Loopy and still tired." He tilts his head and begging to rub my head, as the wagon wobbles from side to side from the bumpy road.

Y/n: "How long have I been out?"

Charles: "Just a few hours."

Y/n: "Where are we going?" I try and sit up only to be laid back down into Charles' lap.

Charles: "A new camp." I nod as I stop fighting and just relax.

Charles: "You were talking about Arthur a lot."

Y/n: "I had a dream about him..Kinda. Just an old memory I suppose." I turn my head to the horse riding behind us.

'Lenny.'

Y/n: "How ya doin, Lenny?" I ask trying to sound chipper. He looked frightened more so than usual.

Lenny: "I-I'm fine." He says glancing at me and then back to his horse.

Y/n: "why do you avoid my gaze?"

Lenny: "I don't know."

Y/n: "What's wrong?"

Lenny: "Hosea's dead, you almost died because of me. And now we don't know if the rest of them will ever make it back. If only I would've listened and paid attention you wouldn't be hurt." He vents.

Y/n: "You feel guilty?" I ask.

Y/n: "Let it go, I gladly would've taken a bullet for any 1 of you if it meant you could live longer. They will make it back to us, they always do. Hosea...He's in a better place...With Bessie. I just know he's calling us all idiots from above."

Y/n: "We will recover." I sternly look at him. He swallows thickly and wiped the few tears he shed before tightening his grip on the reins.

Lenny: "Thank you, Y/n."

'I'm more thankful to see you alive.'

#arthur morgan #future smut #rdr2 arthur #rdr2 fandom #arthur morgan x reader #im tryin my best #arthur morgan fluff #van der linde gang #arthur morgan smut #arthur morgan x female reader #high honor arthur morgan #low honor arthur morgan #arthur morgan imagine #arthur morgan rdr2 #arthur morgan x you #charles smith #karen jones

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blxck-parade · 1 year

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anyway here are my hcs for the gangs music taste bc its been plaguing my mind for months now:

erica is still in her emo phase (emo quartet stan) and listens to a lot of screamo/alt rock with some pop-punk

benny listens to a lot of indie pop (fitz and the tantrums, vundabar, a little maneskin) and he and ericas music tastes sometimes cross over near the pop-punk zone. he also listens to a lot of 50s-70s stuff bc of his grandma (i cant listen to my girlfriend is a witch by october country without thinking of him)

this is absolutely NO HATE to sarah i love her but she has the most boring music taste. girlie is listening to top 50 billboard hits from six years ago. her headphones sound like a justice store circa 2016. she just listens to 'girlboss' pop (alessia cara)

ethan listens to soft pop (clairo, beach bunny, mxmtoon, wallows). not much to be seen there.

rory listens to hyperpop/dubstep/edm. autistic mfer

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rory-keaner · 1 year

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After the Siren Song episode (and with Rory being non-verbal at times) the gang learned some basic ASL. Its not in the correct grammatical ASL way but it's enough for the gang to communicate

#mbav #my babysitter's a vampire #rory keaner #benny weir #ethan morgan #erica jones #sarah fox #mbav imagine #this is a headcanon

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googlein1942 · 9 months

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ive been so into rdr2 lately and i keep thinking about public nations verse where people making historical games/movies/shows/etc. consult nation people on historical tidbits and accuracy and whatnot, so queue Alfred “Favorite era of the US was the wild wild west” Jones finding his way to rockstar studios to help them out with the game accuracy/go on about whacky people he met during those days while the studio is just like write that down write that down

#sort of long post #my brain rot knows no bounds #also imagining alfred wanting to simp after arthur morgan so bad but hes like i cant i cant he has the same name as the guy who raised me #hes like trying to convince the studio to change the name and shit lmaoo #also a while back someone made posts about a post-reveal nations verse where tv studios would make like historical docs about the nations #(loved these posts so much)#and i think it would be interesting if nations got introduced to the whole thing with bc helping with games/tv/movies not about them #and then when some studio comes up and is like hey we wanna make a show about you guys #theyre like yeah fine cus we already help out with other stuff and maybe know the people we’d be working with on this #oh and they show up for like nonsensical things. historical plays. settup for local historical festival. historical parodies. you name it #i just love the whole nations being in the spotlight idea #and i have to take number 1 blorbo alfred f jones and spin him in my head like a microwave at all times bo matter what #also very obsessed with red dead rn im doing a 100% completion (story and compendium) run for my now 3rd play through #also i need to sleep 😣#hws america #public nations #hws #hetalia headcanons #and yes that IS what the F stands for no complaints

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incorrect-rdr2 · 2 years

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Thinking about when Sean and Karen did the deed in John’s tent. Can u imagine John coming back to his tent like 🤨 “why are my sheets sticky and wet” AND ARTHUR KNOWS AND DOESNT WANNA TELL HIM SO HES LIKE 🤷🏼‍♂️

#red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan #red dead redemption imagine #john marston #red dead redemption #sean macguire #karen jones

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thewritersaddictions · 2 years

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The Walking Dead: The Wanderers Master List

Negan Smith

Controlled (08/27/22)

Drabbles- Tell Me (12/12/23)

Oh, Hell P1 (01/17/23)

Oh, Hell P2 (01/20/23)

Devil in Disguise (05/11/23)

Drabbles: Chocolate Addict (08/08/23)

Bases Log- Her (08/12/23)

Bases Log- Skin (08/15/23)

Bases Log- Sweet Taste (08/18/23)

Bases Log- Mini Chapter 3.5 (08/20/23)

Bases Log- Echo (08/21/23)

Bases Log- All Of You (08/26/23)

Kintober Series- Day Twenty-Three (10/23/23)

Christmas Stories- Day Twenty-Two (12/22/23)

Kinktober Series- Day Eleven (10/11/24)

Christmas Series- Day Four (12/04/24)

Maggie Greene

Kintober Series - Day Sixteen (10/16/23)

Drabbles- You+Me (01/09/24) r

The Wanderers Tags- @yourfavdummy @neganswoman

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fleabagsjoy · 2 years

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A Way Out (Part 2.5)

summary: owen gets treated, the group fights the walkers outside and denise is left in the infirmary with lives on her hands (owen is unconscious so this is mostly a denise chapter, next chapters are gonna be more owen i promise)

warning(s): death (canon ones), the usual violence and gore of the world of the walking dead, swearing, this work wasn't properly reviewed and english isn't my first language so there may be spelling mistakes

Disclaimer: I don't actually know how amputations (or most medical procedures) work so i'm sorry if that part looks a little rushed and inaccurate.

This work on AO3: will be uploaded soon

As Owen laid down on the gurney, Denise adjusted the tourniquet, making it even tighter to prevent more blood loss “Okay… here we go.”

It was gonna be a long night for everyone…

Owen seemed ready for it but the four Alexandrians in the room looked at each other, the tension was palpable. After all, none of them have had to amputate someone before. However, Denise was ready to take on the challenge as she felt more ready and confident than she had felt in a long time “Spencer, I’m gonna need you to hit right between the elbow and the bite, half the upper arm can still be saved” “Okay, I can do this...”

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It only took three hits from the machete to completely sever the infected limb from the rest of the body which was a lot better than what Denise had expected.

Owen’s muffled painful screams could be heard through the cloth in his mouth but Heath and Aaron managed to hold him still enough and by the time he passed out from exhaustion, Denise was prepared to deal with the aftermath.

“He’s out, I can try seal off the blood vessels but we need to focus on stopping the bleeding as quickly as possible, Heath could you help with the towels? I still need to treat the other wound.” Heath helps with the extensive bleeding from Owen’s left arm while Denise starts working on cleaning and stitching the ugly gash in his body.

Meanwhile, Spencer disposes of the bloody machete and Aaron tries to make himself useful by taking a small metal tank to fill with clean tap water but faint noises outside, uncharacteristic to the usual walker sounds, stop him on the way to the upstairs bathroom.

“He lost a lot of blood, even with IV therapy he’s gonna need to rest for a few days, but I’m sure he’ll pull through” Denise informs the rest of the crew as she finally closes the cut, feeling like she can take a breath and relax for a bit.

“Oh my god… Hey you need to see this” Heath rushes to the window where Aaron was followed by Denise, spotting Michonne breaking through the hoard of walkers with her sword and Rick… with Carl in his arms...

“That’s the kid... Is he bit?” Denise looked away, filtering every question and reply from the men around her turning it into white noise as she felt herself starting to panic a little. After looking back at Owen passed out, laid on the gurney in the corner of the infirmary, she came to the conclusion that she could definitely do this.

She’s done it before, she’ll do it again.

“Okay let’s get the other gurney out and some more supplies, we’ll definitely need more towels.” as she ordered around some more instructions she rushed to let Michonne and Rick in and treat Carl's gunshot wound.

A small part of her hoped, in the midst of all that confusion, that they wouldn’t look around too much, so they wouldn't find out that one of the patients in the infirmary was the former Wolf leader.

As she predicted, Rick’s tunnel vision kept him from paying attention to anyone but his son, as he left the infirmary soon after. Michonne was also too busy to notice, clearly just as worried about Carl and now Rick who went outside to get rid of the herd himself.

Not long after the fact most of the group was out there helping Rick, killing as many walkers as they could, soon cleaning the entire community.

The people fought for Alexandria, even the terrified members of the community who had never seen such a massive herd of walkers, picked up a weapon and tried to help the rest of the group dispose of them.

Unlike the rest of the group, Denise stayed behind in the infirmary for hours like a hawk watching every movement of her recent patients and taking care of the ones upstairs.

She was aware the chances of either of them waking up so early was close to zero but she didn’t wanna take any chances of not being there if one of them went into shock. She fought hard for their lives and wasn’t about to gamble them, better safe than sorry.

The blonde was now mostly concerned about everyone else’s reaction to Owen being there, part of her didn’t want to leave the room in case anyone else walked in and saw the ‘W’ on Owen’s forehead.

Besides Aaron, Heath and Spencer no one even knew about him, she hoped Morgan would show up soon.

Denise noticed a burning light coming from the outside, a huge fire on the lake, no doubt part of the efforts of the Alexandrians to kill the walkers that were left. The blazing flames attracting them to go straight into their demise.

Walker sounds gradually got quieter and a few moments later someone burst into the infirmary, searching for something or someone.

The medic sighed in relief and Morgan mimicked the action, clearly glad to see she was unharmed. “I had to know if you were okay"

"Yep, I'm great, never better" Denise replied light-heartedly with an undertone of anxiety and sarcasm considering they barely managed to get out of the situation.

"...I was the one holding him captive if anything happened-”

“and something did happen, something… great, actually.” Denise smiled knowingly at Morgan, indirectly letting him know he was right about Owen.

People could change, sometimes all you need is that key moment, that critical decision can change the course of the rest of your life, and Owen made the right one.

“Honestly I had some doubts y’know not gonna lie to you” Denise confessed awkwardly. Morgan nodded, understanding where she's coming from, and asked if anyone else got hurt.

"I put Carl in a separate room... he got shot and lost his right eye." Morgan's expression quickly shifted as soon as he heard the boys name.

“What happened out there…?”

“Well, I wasn’t told any details i was more concerned with saving his life. I know Jessie and her kids are gone too. Probably a few more people passed as well” Morgan nodded once more.

Denise noticed since the time he met him, that he was a very hopeful and kind man, clearly somber about the ammount of lives lost that night. He was also a man of few words, never felt to need to make small talk or speak up if there was nothing to say.

There was something very real and honest about people like that, and she appreciated it.

“I… I don’t want to touch on the subject but I’m gonna have to ‘cuz we’re clearly in a delicate situation here” Denise briefly diverted her gaze to Owen's spot in the corner of the infirmary and Morgan knew what she was talking about.

He wasn’t stupid, he knew Rick and the rest of the team were gonna need some convincing to let Owen stay and heal or, at the very least, to not kill him in his sleep.

He felt like right now it was too risky to go to them and confront them about it, considering how recent the attack was and how so many casualties resulted from the previous Wolves attack and the walkers overrunning Alexandria.

They needed to think of what to do but there weren’t many options “Carol, Tara, Eugene and Rosita already know about him being here so hiding him will do nothing.” Morgan shook his head, he wasn’t even considering lying to Rick and his family about it

“There’s no point in lying anymore, he’s changed, we just need to show them that.”

“Carol already saw it. After he got bit trying to save me, I told him I’d save his life if he took me to the infirmary. He saved my life again on the way there and Carol saw it, she helped us too. I saw her face, she knows you were right about him.”

Morgan knows Carol better than most people, he recognizes that even if she saw him do a good deed and saving an innocent woman’s life, that it’s not enough for her to advocate for him. He just hopes she makes the right decisions when the conversation about his stay inevitably happens

“We need to talk to Rick and the others when they come back here, when the sun rises again. Things always look clearer in the morning. But for now, rest... it’s been a long night.”

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The aftermath was a relief, it felt like the panic instilled in Alexandria had been there for so long and it was finally over. The sun was rising, it was peaceful, even with the hundreds of dead bodies cluttering the streets, rotting infected blood washing the walls of houses, the fields of grass and the tar on the roads.

Everyone was tired. To some this was a life changing event, to others just another tuesday night, and a couple were definitely thinking about how difficult the cleanup was gonna be, but most are just glad that it’s finally over.

Something changed that night, everyone in Alexandria, they were survivors now, fighting for their lives, for their home.

#owen #owentwd #owenthewolf #the wolf #thewolf #the wolves #thewolves #denise cloyd #denisecloyd #morgan jones #morganjones #thewalkingdead #twd #the walking dead #imagine #oneshot #one shot #fanfiction

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bubblegumvolcano · 2 years

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will be posting halloween headcanons/blurbs tonight. stay tuned!!

#ethan morgan x reader #benny weir x reader #mbav #my babysitters a vampire #harry potter #harry potter imagine #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader #hermione granger x reader #harry potter x reader #sarah fox #erica jones #halloween #halloweekend

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weird-kid-maxx · 6 months

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Not Alone For The Holidays (My Babysitter's A Vampire - Drabble)

(Feat. Good Guy Jesse, like always!)

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GN! Reader: “You don’t have to do all this just for me…”

The Group: “Nonsense! This is the first [insert holiday/celebration/event] since we met you, of course we’re pulling out all the stops.”

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Third Person POV

Y/N was used to spending Christmas alone, with no one to celebrate with. It had always been a time of loneliness and isolation for them, but this year was different. Their best friends, Ethan, Sarah, Rory, Erica, Jesse, Benny, and even Ethan's little sister Jane, weren't having it.

They all decided to invite Y/N over for Christmas, determined to start a new tradition and make them feel loved and included. Y/N was hesitant at first, unsure of how to accept such a kind gesture, but the warmth and sincerity in their friends' eyes convinced them to say yes.

On Christmas Eve, Y/N arrived at Ethan's house, where the group had all gathered. The atmosphere was full of laughter and joy, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging for the first time in a long time. They exchanged gifts, shared stories, and enjoyed a delicious meal together.

As the night went on, they all gathered around the fireplace, drinking hot cocoa and singing Christmas carols. It was a moment of pure bliss, and Y/N couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude for having such amazing friends. They spent the day exchanging more gifts and playing games, creating memories that Y/N would cherish forever.

As the day came to an end, Y/N felt a sense of contentment and happiness that they hadn't felt in a long time. They realized that they didn't have to be alone during the holidays, as long as they had friends like Ethan, Sarah, Rory, Erica, Jesse, Benny, and Jane by their side.

From that day on, Y/N and their friends made it a tradition to celebrate Christmas together, creating their own little family and filling each other's hearts with love and joy. And Y/N knew that they would never have to spend a holiday alone again, as long as they had their friends by their side.

#ethan mbav #mbav #mbav stuff #rory mbav #mbav fanfic #erica jones #rory keaner #sarah fox #ethan morgan #benny weir #jesse “horace” black #vampires #christmas #drabble #imagine #holidays #merry christmas #xmas #festive

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