you're my music

song: the night we meet

warnings: angst to fluff?, violence, death(not Danny nor you)

"I want to show you something," Danny said as he guided me to his room and locked it. "okay.....what is it?" I said squinting my eyes at Danny, grabbing my hand he dragged me fast in front of his work table, and then I saw the demonic-looking book. "Danny.... what's this, where did you get it from?" I asked with concern, I had a little hobby in the field of witchcraft and I already knew that whatever this was, wasn't good." That's why I called you to come over! I told you there was an earthquake!" he said while looking at you with that look that I knew too well, he wanted to do something with that book, something you wouldn't like not one bit. "Danny, how did you find it?" you asked with concern visible on your face. "when I was in the garage with those annoying rats, the earthquake came, and after it, I saw that there was a hole and went to check. You should have seen what was inside, it was like an ancient bank, but anyway, after I got inside I went a little bit ahead and saw a dark room with many crosses and coins hanging from the roof-" I stopped Danny from his paragraph with grabbing the book and putting it inside the cover it came with. "were going to place it back where you found it from" I said with my hands visibly trembling, this was a demon book, something none should ever touch. "but mom won't let me out tonight" Danny looked at me with that piercing look of his, oh how I wish I could kiss those lips...get yourself together! you mentally slapped yourself then sighed in frustration. "tomorrow first thing in the morning you're returning that book!" I told him with a stern voice. "but I could sell it for a good price!" Danny compromised with me. "no, Danny! this is very dangerous!" Danny looked at me with sadness in his eyes then he snapped "You don't know anything! The money I would sell this for would be a blast for Mom! you would never understand!" I let him finish and without a word, I went out, he did not even bother to follow me or say sorry, no, not a word. I hope he at least will follow what I told him. As I was walking home to my cold and dark appartament I had one of the worst feelings, should have I not left? ... ... ... Its his choice! I warned him! I continued to ramble to myself till I arrived at my appartament. Going to the bathroom i looked myself in the mirror, what is he doing right now, is he thinking about me how I'm thinking about him? nah, no way, he surely doesn't even care about me, literally forgot about me, I tell myself as I walk into the shower, while washing my face i couldn't stop thinking about Dann, is he good? is he sleeping? my mind couldn't stop thinking about it, about him, what is he doing? is he thinking about me like im thinking about him? at least 10 precent? no way could he ever... i keept telling myself the same thing till i somehow found myself in the kitchen making some tea. 3AM read on my phone, oh dear lord how did time pass that fast? i continued as i was making my way to the bed ploping in it and dozing off in an instant.

RING!?

RING!?

RING!?

I shot my eyes open searching for my phone and looking at the contact...Danny? at 5AM? I answered, ready to scold him for calling me so early in the morning but I got interrupted by rapid breathing and hearing him scream at the phone for me to open the gates to the building I lived in, as I was rushing to press the button to it I heard him scream about his mom going crazy and all his family going crazy then I heard him running up the stairs to the 4th floor where I was so I opened the door and ran downstairs towards him when I saw him all bloody with his left arm covered in blood and visibly stab wound i=I helped him upstairs to my apartment and when I got him inside I locked the door as he kept shouting too, and started to undress him from the top to see the wound, not calling the ambulance as he said that he doesn't want to. "what happened?!" I asked him while searching in the kitchen for a pair of scissors without letting him answer I went into the bathroom to find the med kit then ran back to the kitchen almost slipping and starting to rapidly and messily throw everything on the table to find the disinfectant "tell me what happened?" I asked the second time a little bit calmer so as to not alarm him even more "Bite my shoulder if it hurts too much you'll tell me later what happened." I said as I started pouring the disinfectant on his wound making him scream and bite my shoulder making me wince in pain but I continued pouring, after making sure I got it clean I bandaged it as good as I could, his shoulder, arm, then locked it with a piece that went around his other shoulder. I sigh as I sit on the chair next to his handing him a glass of water. "now, tell me what happened." I asked as my hand went to his tight comforting." I.....I...I opened that damn book...and- and-" he began then got interrupted by his own sobs, I already knew what happened." did someone remain alive?" I asked as I looked at him sobbing not wanting yet to hug him, I had to know the truth. "yes Kassie and Beth, but They remained inside To kill it, I... I couldn't help and I just ran, it's all my fault-" he continued to sob then I hugged him. "Let's go to bed so you can lay and rest, you had a long night," I told him as I got up and helped him get up then he looked at me panicked "What's wrong?" I asked him then he shock his head and kept on saying that he didn't deserve to go to sleep and wake up, I then only realized how bad he actually felt "Oh Danny... come to bed, you deserve it, you're alive for a reason, stay alive for me, please." I beg as I look at him with pure love. He nods and grabs my hand as he lets himself dragged to my bedroom. When I let him sit after helping him to get his pants down and wash himself in the bathroom next to my bedroom I help him get the pajama pants he left over other times he came. I help him lay in my bed and as I go to the other side to go under the blankets too he grabs me with his right arm "Can you cuddle me...please?" he never asked me for physical touch, not saying a word I gently take him in my arms and make sure he's comfortable, with his head on my chest.

Before falling asleep he muttered something, something that will allways remain with me

"I love you.....please never leave me"

I kiss his forehead and whisper I love you, even tho he will never know how truly I love him, for how long I loved you, you will never leave me, you have nowhere to go, you have no one. I say to myself as I watch him sleep, oh how id do anything for you, my love.....

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in the white.

deadite! ellie x fem reader.

summary- when you finally come back to the apartment from your trip to the grocery store, ellie notices something different about your scent.

word count- 4.7k.

warnings- smut, mentions of blood and violence, cursing.

note- this has been in my drafts forever. i’ve decided to release this before ‘the decay of your body’ because i am very excited to share this, and to be honest, i am proud of this one.

being held captive by a walking corpse was not something you were looking forward to. from the moment that trained nose took in the faintest whiff of your scent, she knew. that was the one. you were gonna be the one human she spared and kept hidden from the outside world, only staying by her side because she cannot understand why you would even need to be away from her when your job is to just sit there and look pretty for her. and as much as she wants to tackle you down and make you bleed that gorgeous shade of red, she can’t risk passing a demon onto you and watching it take over her precious girl’s body, that’s her job. you aren’t allowed to leave the apartment, roaming the building is a big no because ellie would not hesitate to drag those demons back down to hell, laughing as she pulverized them to nothing. rarely are you ever allowed to go outside, unless you need one of those monthly trips to the grocery store that ellie hates so badly since it feels like forever that you are gone, and those revolting scents that are plastered onto your body nearly makes her fall into a fit of rage. those disgusting humans had the audacity to get too close to what belongs to her.

ellie is absolutely and utterly obsessed with all things you. it was because of her obsession that you are alive and breathing instead of rotting like all the other poor souls in the building. forget about having time to yourself, alone time is out of the question. ellie needs to be right in your face at all times. you're trying to cook something? she's right there looming over you. shower time? you better not lock the door because she will bang and bang until the door finally caves in.

it’s a good thing she’s limited to the apartment, if she were able to roam the city there would be nothing but chaos, ellie would make sure to slaughter anyone she comes into contact with. that person is too close? dead. he smells weird? dead. that innocent person who hasn’t even acknowledged your existence? dead.

she’ll go on and on and rant about how she’ll hunt them down and gut them with her own hands, something you have to listen to while she tries to remove that awful smell from your body and replace it with hers, which results in you being pinned down and smothered by a very possessive demon. all the while she’s letting out a low, guttural noise as she attaches to your body, making sure you can’t slip out of her grasp. it didn't take much for ellie to turn absolutely feral, she's like that by nature, but you bring out another side of her that she has not experienced, something that demon was not aware of.

you struggle, but there’s no way you can wiggle out of her tight hold. one hand holds your arms above your head while the other is wrapped around your neck, threatening to squeeze just a little harder if you continue thrashing around and making this difficult for her. any other time she may enjoy watching you try so helplessly to shake her off, but right now she needs to rub her scent on you. there is no way she is going to let you stink up her apartment with someone else’s filthy stench, especially if it’s stuck to you, her human. ellie didn't care what the situation was or where you were, if she noticed a difference in your scent she was gonna mount you and keep you underneath her, lasting for however long she wanted.

all you could see was her tangled red hair and the perfect ink that was still visible on her graying skin. you were panting, breathing hard and ellie twitched at the smallest change in your scent- fear and excitement. perhaps that was what drew her to you in the first place, how delicious your fear was, the intoxicating scent of your blood growing hotter whenever you are in her presence. your heartbeat thumping so hard in your chest that she can hear a mile away. it’s unlike the other humans, she can hunt them down and hack and slash away at their bodies for game but you, she cannot bring herself to actually harm you. as much as she would like to see you looking pretty in a pool of blood, she needs you alive for her.

you're her sweet girl, her human that was made for her. you can be troublesome at times, but ellie will always put you back in your place and remind you who's the bigger, more lethal person between the two of you. you try not to give her any problems just so you can stay alive another day, but you are only human and no matter how many times you are exposed to ellie's behavior, a part of you will always be terrified of her and what she can do to you whenever she's had enough.

her face is now buried in your neck, her long tongue lapping away right against that spot where she has perfectly mapped out one of your major arteries. that specific area, pumping and pulsing with blood. it’s one of her favorite spots to just nudge her nose, taking in your scent as she drags her tongue against your skin, leaving behind that black liquid that occasionally seeps from her mouth whenever she locks eyes with you. her nails dig into your shoulders, deep, but not enough to actually break skin.

you’d be lying if you said you didn’t secretly enjoy how vulnerable and weak ellie made you feel. here she was, pinning you down and drooling all over you, rubbing that pungent odor all over your body. at first you thought you’d never get used to having this demon smother you in that foul stench and practically glue herself to you most of the time, but after many tiring occasions you grew used to it, and to be honest, you liked it.

you wince and let out one of those whimpers she loves so much. her body twitches and her hand slowly trails down your chest, her fingers grazing the material of your shirt before frantically ripping it off of you. there goes another one of your shirts ruined, but ellie did not care one bit, simply due to the fact that it was in the way, and she never understood why you felt the need to wear pieces of cloth over your body especially since you looked so perfect undressed. the cold air hit your chest, making you shiver, but that was enough for ellie to grab your hips and lift them up slightly so she could press them against hers. she slowly started grinding against you, dragging her tongue against your skin, tracing your veins and arteries underneath your flesh. her hands undid your bra, which she was nice enough to not rip off this time. her face immediately went to your breasts, which she enjoyed licking and nipping at. she’s always adored your body, but she loved littering your skin in bruises.

you could feel the vibrations in her throat as her mouth attached to your soft flesh, her tongue was burning up- just like the rest of her body that was producing so much friction against you. ellie had mounted herself on your thigh, her bony fingers pressing into your hips as she rocked against you.

ellie finally removed her face from your chest, locking eyes with you and drooling at the sight of her sweet girl all flustered and burning up just for her. that look that drove her crazy, your eyes peering up at her and your lips parted, letting out small pants and huffs.

“please… ellie..”

you begged, but you had no idea what you were actually begging for. all you knew was that you wanted ellie to touch every part of you, smother you in her eye watering scent once again and somehow, press herself harder against you. your pleads were music to her ears, often times she would tease you endlessly just to hear you beg and whine so pathetically. this woman took pleasure in watching you suffer, she loved how you reacted to every little thing she did, she could barely lay a finger on you and you would absolutely lose your mind. ellie took pride in this, her being the only one who could have such an effect on you. she knew you would always submit to her, you were her good girl after all. she leaned her face closer to yours, her slender fingers creeping up to your jaw and holding it in place so you had no choice but to meet her piercing gaze.

“please, what?”

ellie's voice turned deep, demonic, much different than that sweet motherly voice she usually used around you. that feral grin turned into a straight face and you knew ellie was completely serious, she wasn't very pleased with you referring to her as that name. she had allowed you to call her ellie sometimes, but the demon always reminded you that ellie was somewhere burning away in hell. you could feel her claws poking into your flesh, ellie's patience was non existent, you knew if she asked you something you better reply quick and not make her wait. if she was upset, you better hope that you can somehow managed to calm her down.

your heart started racing, you knew you messed up, this was the part where ellie finally tosses you aside and puts an end to you, right when you were enjoying her feral and carnal nature towards you. truth be told, ellie had no plans of getting rid of you, she enjoyed implementing fear inside you. she’ll sink her claws in your flesh just a little more if that means seeing you shake underneath her.

“sorry… mommy”

you whined, face turning red in embarrassment as the words bounced off your tongue. ellie’s lips soon curled into that wide grin she usually has plastered on her face, her pupils dilating and that pungent black sludge dripping from her mouth that you weren’t such a big fan of, but since it was from ellie you thought of it as a form of affection.

“good girl. now… what do you want from me, hm?”

ellie’s hips started moving slowly again, just barely pressing against your thigh. her grip on your jaw softened and her fingers caressed the side of your face. as soft as ellie tried being with you, it never lasted for long, it was something you still had to teach her, and ellie wasn’t the greatest at understanding how humans worked. you once tried teaching her what a simple hug was, but ellie stared at you like you were insane and figured you wanted something else. you never realized it, but you taught ellie a lot. as clueless as she can be about humans she’s noticed everything you do- your habits, the way you do everything. ellie has studied you carefully and there was nothing she hadn’t already seen you do. she doesn’t understand why you do things, but she knows you do them.

a wave of embarrassment hit you again. you knew what you wanted, but actually saying it? you wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. you knew ellie found amusement in your embarrassment, she would brutally tease you and degrade you for being such a filthy girl.

you couldn’t handle it anymore. ellie made you feel so dirty, but you enjoyed it because it was her making you feel so dirty. right now all you could think of was ellie’s hands roaming every part of your body, how every touch made your skin grow hot and much to your embarrassment, how much you wanted to grind onto her perfect thighs.

your scent changed, ellie immediately picked up on it. her head twitched and you could hear a clicking sound erupting from her throat, she could smell your arousal. you could hear her sniffing around and soon she lowered herself, dragging her nose from your breast to your stomach slowly. those faint touches were enough to make you soak through your panties, her face was buried against the waist line of your skirt, just sniffing, trying to take in as much of your arousal as she could.

ellie didn’t seem to be interested in your response anymore, that was a first- but now she’s currently occupied with something else. she’s focused on that sweet scent coming from between your legs. a low growl vibrated from her throat and before you could even look at her again she was already peering up at you with her shit eating grin. you locked eyes with her and you could feel the blood rush to your cheeks.

so many delectable scents coming from her sweet girl. it was difficult for ellie to actually hold back, you could tell from those guttural noises and the way her nails dug into the flesh on your hips.

“answer me you filthy slut”

of course she didn’t forget.

you whimpered at the raspy demonic voice, your eyes closing and threatening to release a tear. ellie’s voice never failed to make you jump. the woman in general was terrifying, and you’ve accepted the fact that she always will be like that. your thighs shut together and a tingly feeling shot through your body, another proof of ellie’s effect on you. there was something about those bloody fingers, the ones that tried their best to caress you but always ends up burrowing into your skin. her face that was always so close to yours, covered in blood and saliva that you would occasionally wipe off at times and ellie would just stare at you, confused as to why you did that. and her voice, the way she could change from a calming motherly one to something so terrifying and evil. this woman gave you butterflies in every way. it took a while getting accustomed to her demon antics, but you are probably just as obsessed with her as she is with you.

“t-touch me? please, mommy?”

you begged nicely, just as ellie taught you to do. if you were a good girl and begged for her she may or may not stop teasing you so much, but ellie always did what she wanted and that also meant ignoring your requests if she felt like doing so. she was selfish in a way, but her demon brain can’t understand actually giving in for a human and doing as they say. that doesn’t mean she doesn’t listen to you, ellie believes you are the only exception but even the exception doesn’t always get what she wants.

ellie’s head lifted just slightly so she could get a good look at you, her weak little human who’s looking so cute and vulnerable. she was pleased with how well you could beg, though ellie was always one to make you beg until you got sick and tired of it. you think batting your lashes and being cute could make her cave in? she wasn’t going to let you get what you want so easily. her fingers danced around the material of your skirt, lifting it up a little. you knew she was teasing, there wasn’t a time ellie had ever let you get what you wanted so easily.

“ohhh you greedy girl”

ellie laughed at how pitiful you looked. god, you couldn’t even look at her anymore. one more glance and you were sure that evil grin would send you into a fit of frustration and a tear may or may not run down your cheek. you could feel her graze your thighs, tracing over the marks she littered on you last time.

“such a filthy little slut. all you can do is beg for me to ruin you, isn’t that right?”

she wasn’t wrong, thoughts of ellie occupied many parts of your brain, often pushing aside other thoughts to make more room for all things ellie, and right now all you can think about is ellie using you to her liking. her words made you squirm underneath her, and you nodded your head. at this point you didn’t really care how pathetic and needy you looked, you wanted ellie and you didn’t care how much you had to please her. truthfully, you wanted to please her. you wanted ellie to be proud of you and praise you. the thought of her ever losing interest in you was terrifying, so you felt the need to always meet her expectations, even if she did have high standards.

“mhm.. yes… yes mommy”

your words came out between breaths. ellie's hand was now higher up your thigh and her finger tugged at your panties before once again, ripping them off of you along with your skirt. there was something about how aggressive ellie was that never failed to get you aroused. she's a demon, but she's your demon, who, despite being hostile to any living thing around her, has a soft spot for you and only you. even if she does threaten you or lose her temper sometimes, annoy you to the point of wanting to make an escape from the apartment, you know it wouldn't be the same without her.

ellie did not waste any time grabbing onto your thighs and forcing them apart, exposing your dripping cunt to her. it felt like she was taking forever to finally touch you, when you peered up at her you could see her darkened saliva leak from her gritted teeth. she noticed your gaze and she stared at you, giving you a little smirk before lowering her head and resting her forehead against your stomach. the look she gave you forced another stream of arousal to leak out of you and all you wanted was to shove her face between your legs and keep her there, but you knew ellie took her time with you- unless she was having one of those moments where she desperately needed to mate with you.

it was typical ellie behavior to press her nose into your skin and sniff you, you were used to that, but when her hot breath is so dangerously close to your cunt, and you can feel her throat vibrate against your clit, you almost lose it there. her hands are on your waist, keeping you still as she drags her mouth down your abdomen. it wasn't like ellie to actually kiss your body, but when she did her lips felt like they were burning into your skin, sinking right to your core. you watched as her face got closer and closer between your legs and you couldn't help but clench around nothing. ellie took a whiff of your arousal once more, a deep growl erupting from her throat just before she made eye contact with you.

"you smell delicious"

you didn't have time to react or even register what ellie had said to you, her face was already buried between your legs and lapping at your cunt. a sob spilled from your mouth and you could feel ellie grin against you, as much as you squirmed it did nothing to shake the woman off. she was glued to you, absolutely obsessed with your taste. ellie was very messy and sloppy whenever she ate you out, she was very adamant about reducing you to a filthy, wailing mess. her tongue danced around your clit before flattening her tongue and dipping between your folds, collecting any wetness that leaked out of you. tears fell from your eyes, it was all too much, ellie's tongue was everywhere at once, flicking against your clit, buried inside you and hungrily lapping at every part of you.

ellie's hand was on your abdomen, her thumb slowly rubbing against your skin as she continued her assault on your cunt. you could hear and feel her groan against your clit, the vibrations sent shivers down your spine and your back to arched, which failed due to ellie immediately pinning your hips down again. she enjoyed how much you squirmed and tried to wiggle away, being able to force you back down and overpower you. you whined, choking out a sob over how perfect ellie's mouth felt on your cunt. your head was spinning and growing foggy, not a thought in your brain except how disgusting you are for giving your body to this vile creature. the embarrassment hit you again, how exposed and needy you are for ellie, sobbing with that fucked out expression. all you can do is moan and say her name over and over, babbling whatever incoherent words are coming out of your mouth. you look down at she's staring right into your soul, not once blinking as she makes a bigger mess of you, drooling and spitting over your cunt.

"look at you, just a dumb little slut. you like my tongue, don't you?"

you nodded frantically, tears streaming down your cheeks and ellie chuckled at your pathetic expression. your legs were wobbly, but your hips attempted any movement they could- desperately grinding more against ellie's mouth, which she seemed to enjoy by the sound of her guttural noises and groans. she loved your taste, perhaps it was more addicting than your scent she's so obsessed with. this woman could eat you out for hours, non stop. her stamina is infinite, if it means having some fun with her precious darling, ellie would fuck you forever.

ellie didn't have a particular rhythm, she just devoured you as much as she possibly could. you could hear the absolute filth of her slurping and lapping away, sucking and then mixing her saliva with your arousal. she was like a starved animal, rough and filled with carnal desire. it didn't bother her how much you thrashed around and jerked your body, her darling couldn't slip away from her, your squirming only made her more hungry for you. your screams and sobs always earned an evil laugh from her, and her fingers would press into your flesh, bruising and marking up your body. you slowly reached your shaking hand down, stretching out your index finger to hook it with ellie's bony one. as weak as your body was, every part of you turning to mush, you couldn't let go of ellie's finger, you held onto her, the only part you could.

“oh, fuck.. mommy.. hnng”

you eyes closed shut and you bit down onto your lip, your vision was going blurry, you couldn’t meet the woman’s eyes even if you tried, and you were sure she was still staring at you. ellie wasn’t going to take her malign pupils off her pretty girl, especially when she looks so perfect at her mercy. she carefully examined every tear that fell down your cheek, every breath and those adorable expressions you make whenever she teases you in such a way that makes your head spin. you were growing closer to the point of passing out, but ellie’s sinful mouth was successful at bringing you back to reality, the filthy, shameful reality of your want and need for this demon you’ve grown so fond of. it’s wrong, disgusting, but you’re too far gone and you simply don’t care. you’ve fallen for this wicked woman, you let her hands corrupt your mortal body and you couldn’t be happier to be bound to your captor.

something was pooling in your stomach and your grip on ellie’s finger tightened slightly, she took notice of that and twirled her digit around yours, playing with your much smaller hand. curses were mumbled underneath your breath, you were dangerously close to cumming, but you knew that ellie would not have you climaxing without her permission. you were afraid that one more swipe of her tongue would send you into that state of bliss you were needing so badly.

“i’m so close.. mommy.. can i please cum?”

you whined, weakly grabbing her wrist and bucking your hips as much as you could. if ellie rejected your request you would have just cried and wailed, bearing her torture that shouldn’t feel as good as it does. your hips stuttered, every part of you ached, and that was exactly what ellie wanted. she wasn’t done until you were broken, she’d wreck you until you were nothing, but her wicked hands and sweet curses were enough to soothe you, even if she isn't the most gentle afterwards as well. you tried to hold out as long as you could, though ellie's tongue worked faster against your swollen clit.

“that’s it, be a good girl and cum for me”

your thighs were trembling, slowly closing in on ellie's head, the heat between your legs kept getting hotter, ellie's voice did something to you. it wasn't her demonic voice that sent chills down your spine, she sounded genuine, helping you through your high. right there you could believe ellie had even the slightest bit of humanity in her rotten body, and it was all for you, her precious darling.

with a scream your hips bucked and your hand tugged at ellie's, the hot pool in your stomach breaking apart and soon you came undone. there was drool leaking from your mouth, your chest rising and falling with every deep breath, as tired and oversensitive as you were, you locked your hand with ellie's, and for once her grip softened, almost caressing your hand gently. your lower body went numb, yet you could feel ellie place a small peck to your clit before leaving a couple on your thighs. you shuddered at every little kiss she placed on your thighs, there was so much tension in your body and all you could do was lay there, vision blurry and heart nearly beating out of your chest. you were panting, whimpering her name between each breath and ellie lifted her head from between your thighs and leaned closer to you, taking the side of your flushed cheek in her hand. her claws weren't poking into your skin anymore, she was holding you like some kind of fragile piece of glass, in such a way that was foreign to both you and her. with her touch you could finally calm down, you leaned into her touch and for once you could somehow feel at ease with your demon.

she's a menace, a parasite that has drained you of your innocence and freedom, but you've accepted that, you've accepted ellie and you believe there is nothing better than that wicked smile she always has plastered on her lips. ellie's face was buried in your hair, continuing her usual ellie things that include gluing herself to you and trying to take in as much of your scent as she possibly could. the little strength you had allowed you to wrap your arms around her body, fingers tracing the bones of her back and shoving your face in the crook of her neck. she whispered praises into your ear, licking and nipping at your skin. you're so used to her doing that, but it feels like a reward for being such a good girl for her. ellie always made you feel safe, but being so close to her like this made you feel special, like you were truly her precious little darling. it was a rare feeling, you had no worry in the world right now. all that mattered was the demon who was currently smothering you with her body so much that if you take another second of it you might suffocate, but as long as you were with ellie you didn't care about anything else. you're content with everything, content with ellie. you can tolerate how absolutely unhinged and evil she is, you prefer her that way, a vile thing who was birthed into some dark cavern of hell and summoned by an ancient relic that you shouldn't be so grateful for, but if it weren't for the human curiosity then you wouldn't have this demon you're so attached to.

and you've completely fallen for this demon.

Me and Danny

Avvertenze: 18+, sesso non protetto, nsfw, masturbazione, i miei personaggi sono all'ultimo anno delle superiori e hanno entrambi 18 anni.

Trama: Tu e Danny passate dall'essere sconosciuti ad amici fino a diventare fidanzati, e un pomeriggio, durante una sessione di studio, le cose prendono una piega diversa.

Conteggio parole: 2.745

So che ci ho messo un po' a postare e mi dispiace, ma sono stata impegnata e non sapevo come scrivere un pezzo della storia, ma oggi ho trovato un po' di tempo per completarla. Spero davvero che vi piaccia, mettete mi piace o commentate, mi scuso anche se ci sono degli errori, in tal caso fatemelo sapere e cercherò di correggerli.

Prima che qualcuno possa prendermi in giro, Danny è completamente un ragazzo in questa storia, non perché sminuisca il suo essere un ragazzo trans o qualcosa del genere, solo perché semplicemente non sono ancora in grado di scrivere storie che trattino adeguatamente l'essere transessuale e io non voglio essere offensivo in nessun modo, spero che possiate comprendere la mia scelta e mi scuso se qualcuno si sentirà offeso, non è mia intenzione. 

Prima di fidanzarci io e Danny eravamo semplici conoscenti, nella stessa scuola fin dalle elementari, ma mai così vicini da essere amici o da salutarsi nei corridoi della scuola, ma qualcosa è cambiato all'inizio dell'ultimo anno delle superiori scuola. C'era la pausa pranzo e io stavo mangiando seduto sul palco del teatro scolastico, lontano da tutti gli altri studenti che erano a mensa, non mi piaceva molto stare con gli altri, preferivo a volte la solitudine, e infatti Ero solo, almeno finché Danny e i suoi 3 amici irruppero in teatro ridendo e chiacchierando, quando si accorsero della mia presenza abbassarono di qualche tono la voce, sembrava che stessero confabulando qualcosa, era insolito che all'ora di pranzo ci fosse qualcuno nel teatro lontano da me, così hanno attirato la mia attenzione, ho provato ad ascoltare di cosa stavano parlando ma ho avuto davvero difficoltà a capire, finché uno di loro non ha urlato "Certo, questo sarà lo scherzo più epico mai, ne parleranno per anni nelle navate laterali” risero tutti. In quel momento ho incrociato gli occhi con Danny, ho sempre pensato che fosse carino, ma in quel momento, con la luce fioca del teatro e il suo sorriso sfacciato, il mio cuore ha saltato qualche battito e le mie guance sono arrossate. "Ehi tu, vuoi unirti a noi per preparare lo scherzo del secolo?" quella domanda univa le nostre strade e i nostri cuori, nessuno di noi due poteva sapere che quelle due lettere che pronunciai dopo ci avrebbero uniti in quel modo… “Sì” dissi saltando giù dal palco e avvicinandomi “Che cosa avevi in ​​mente ?” Passarono i successivi 15 minuti a spiegarmi il piano e gli occhi di Danny finivano su di me troppo spesso, me ne accorgevo visto che anch'io ogni tanto lo guardavo con la coda dell'occhio... Alla fine il piano non è riuscito e anzi tutti e 5 abbiamo ricevuto una bella punizione per un mese intero per pulire le aule della scuola, in quel mese io e Danny abbiamo legato molto, parlavamo spesso durante i compiti, era inevitabile che prima o poi uno dei due si sentisse il bisogno di chiedere un appuntamento, ero io “Ehi, um, Danny? Mi chiedevo se ti andrebbe di uscire con me qualche volta..." Ripetevo questa semplice frase nella mia testa per almeno 10 minuti, provando tutto il tono di voce che avevo, cercando di prepararmi per ogni possibile scenario, da lui ridendo di me a lui che accetta… mi sono ritrovata davanti al suo armadietto senza nemmeno rendermene conto, lui era lì a ridacchiare con i suoi amici, appena mi ha visto ha sorriso e mi ha fatto segno: “Ehi, come va? Stai bene? Hai la faccia tutta rossa…” Ha provato a portarmi la mano in faccia ma involontariamente mi sono scansato con un po' troppo fervore, “Sì, sto bene, alla grande” ho detto guardando la sua espressione perplessa, “Mi chiedevo se Potrei parlarti un attimo in privato…” Alla mia richiesta sembrò ancora più confuso, ma non esitò ad allontanarsi dall'armadietto e dai suoi amici, afferrandomi per il polso e quasi trascinandomi in un'aula vuota, "COSÌ? Di cosa si tratta? Sei sicuro di stare bene?" Lui e il suo dannato modo di essere così gentile e premuroso, mi mandano la mente in tilt e il mio cuore in subbuglio. "Sì, sto bene, volevo chiederti, beh, se vuoi... ti piacerebbe uscire con me?" La mia voce è uscita molto più forte di quanto avrei voluto, quasi urlavo, ero imbarazzato, mi sentivo completamente nervoso, finché non ha risposto... “Sì ok, ma non urlare, sento perfettamente” mi mette una mano sulla testa, che fino ad allora era piegato, per poi spostarlo sulla guancia spingendomi ad alzare lo sguardo per guardare i suoi occhi, occhi azzurri nei quali i miei sono totalmente immersi: “Quindi è un appuntamento?” Chiese con un sorriso tra l’imbarazzato e l’arrogante… “Sì, immagino che si possa chiamarlo così”. Uscimmo quello stesso fine settimana, andammo al cinema e poi alla sala giochi, prendemmo degli hot dog e una coca cola e lui mi accompagnò a casa: "È stato divertente, mi è piaciuto uscire con te, è bello incontrarci in un posto così diverso da a scuola qualche volta” dico “Sì, mi sono divertito molto anche io, mi piace stare con te, sei molto simpatico e carino, dovremmo uscire più spesso insieme, magari la prossima volta scelgo il film” dice affrontando il fatto che sono stato io a scegliere il film da vedere al cinema, “Ok va bene, la prossima volta scegli il film” “Buonanotte” mi ha dato un bacio sulla guancia e nemmeno il tempo di realizzare l'azione che stava facendo stava già andando via, penso che anche lui non si fosse reso conto di quello che aveva fatto e abbia agito d'impulso, il che spiega perché sembrava stesse scappando "Buonanotte Danny!" Ho urlato in giro per il vicinato, lui ha alzato la mano in risposta... Le settimane passano e il nostro rapporto cresce sempre di più, finché una sera durante una passeggiata nel parco, mano nella mano, avviene il nostro primo bacio. Mentirei se dicessi di non aver immaginato le sue morbide labbra sulle mie almeno un centinaio di volte da quando mi ha chiesto di unirmi a lui e ai suoi amici nello scherzo del secolo. Le sue labbra erano migliori di quanto immaginassi, il nostro bacio è durato solo pochi secondi, ma è stato fantastico, ho avuto altri baci in passato, ma nessuno batteva questo. Da quel momento ci siamo fidanzati e adesso lui è nella mia stanza, sul mio letto, a fare il ripasso per gli esami che ci saranno a breve, sembra molto tranquillo, per lui è facile, è molto più bravo di me all'esame, mentre io sono in ansia, studio da giorni ma faccio fatica a memorizzare quello che leggo… Mancano due giorni e non ho più speranze: “Ehi, non credi che te la prendi un po' troppo sul serio? Ti ammalerai se continui a studiare così tanto e a stressarti in questo modo” dice prendendo il mio libro di testo dalle sue mani e appoggiandolo sul comodino accanto al letto. “Lo so, e hai ragione, ma mi sembra che più leggo e meno capisco, non voglio che gli esami vadano male, ho bisogno di voti alti per entrare in una buona università e se potrei anche ottenere la borsa di studio, sarei meno peso per i miei genitori” dico cercando di prendere il libro dal comodino “Sì, ma devi anche capire che stai studiando da giorni e che il tuo cervello ha bisogno di una pausa per poter memorizzare meglio, che ne dici se andiamo a prenderci un frappè?” Mi prende la mano e mi costringe ad alzarmi dal letto, mi spinge leggermente verso la porta e a quel punto non ho proprio né l'energia né la voglia di reagire, sa essere davvero testardo e sinceramente non lo farei mente un frappè, usciamo dalla porta e la consapevolezza di non essere uscita di casa da un giorno e mezzo mi colpisce subito, sono felice di avere Danny che si prende cura di me e mi incoraggia a stare meglio. Andiamo a prendere il frappè e nel frattempo mi godo la passeggiata, quando torno a casa mi sento molto meno stanco di quando sono uscito, mi ha fatto bene prendere una boccata d'aria e andare a fare una passeggiata. Torno sul letto e quando sto per riprendere in mano il libro Danny si mette in mezzo “Eh no, è l'ora delle coccole, quasi non mi calcoli da quando sono qui, ho bisogno i miei 20 o 30 minuti di attenzione” “Uffa, ok, ma poi niente più interruzioni” dico fingendomi scocciato, in realtà ha ragione, ero troppo occupato a studiare che non gli ho nemmeno parlato, merita tutta la mia attenzione , almeno per 30 minuti. Mi fa sdraiare sul letto e si mette tra le mie braccia, il suo viso nell'incavo del mio collo, percepisco il suo respiro caldo e poi anche le sue labbra, mi dà piccoli baci sul collo, si muove lentamente, ora mordicchiando e succhiandomi la pelle, un piccolo gemito esce dalle mie labbra, sento il calore farsi strada attraverso il mio corpo. Si sposta dal collo alla clavicola sinistra, sposta la mano sul mio fianco, non l'abbiamo mai fatto prima, i miei genitori non sono nemmeno a casa adesso, quindi penso che stia prendendo l'iniziativa, mi guarda con uno sguardo profondo e mi bacia, i suoi baci restano sempre i migliori, ma questa volta c'è di più, non so cosa abbia creato questa situazione, ma non mi dispiace. La sua lingua e la mia si uniscono e ancora una volta gemo, lui si allontana da me e mi fissa “Se continui a gemere non credo che riuscirò a fermarmi” “Non credo di volere che tu smetta” Dico prendendogli il viso tra le mani e avvicinando nuovamente le sue labbra alle mie, la sua mano si sposta sull'orlo della mia camicia. Ci infila le dita sotto e le sento fredde sulla mia pelle, lui è sempre stato un tipo da freddo, in contrasto con la mia sempre calda, mi vengono i brividi e l'eccitazione cresce, continuiamo a baciarci e le mie dita, invece, si fanno aggrovigliata tra i suoi capelli, tirandoli appena un po', è il suo momento di gemere. Ci allontaniamo lentamente dal bacio e lui si siede in ginocchio, sembra che stia cercando di capire la sua prossima mossa, mi guarda negli occhi e a quel punto capisco che entrambi vogliamo oltrepassare quel limite e fare il passo successivo . Imito la sua posizione e mi siedo anch'io in ginocchio, ricomincio a baciarlo e le mie mani si appoggiano con fermezza sull'orlo della sua maglietta e la sollevo, gli tolgo la maglietta e inizio a baciarlo sul mento, poi sul collo e poi sulla clavicola lascio dei succhiotti, le mie mani si spostano sulla sua cintura, la slaccio e gli sbottono i jeans, sento il suo respiro farsi più pesante… torno a baciarlo e le sue mani scivolano ancora una volta sotto la mia maglietta e mi afferra dolcemente i fianchi, intanto lui mi solleva la maglietta, io mi ritrovo davanti a lui in reggiseno. Lui mi osserva come se guardasse un quadro “Sei bellissima” dice e mi bacia, le sue mani tornano sul mio corpo, con una mano mi afferra il sedere e con l'altra me lo porta dietro al collo per approfondire la Bacio ancora di più… Le mie mani corrono tra la sua schiena e il suo petto, “Danny” sussurro il suo nome in un gemito. Ci separiamo dal bacio “Sei sicura di voler continuare? Se vuoi cambiare idea puoi dirmi...” “Sono sicuro, sei sicuro?” "Stai scherzando? Sogno questo momento ormai da mesi” sorridiamo alla sua risposta. Mi slaccio il reggiseno e lui ancora una volta mi guarda come se fossi un quadro, ma lui mi slaccia i jeans e mi aiuta a toglierli, io mi sdraio sul letto mentre lui si toglie i jeans e rimaniamo entrambi in mutande. Si posiziona su di me e così facendo sento la sua erezione, le sue mani finiscono sul mio seno mentre inizia a mordermi il collo e passa lentamente al mio seno, succhia e lecca, inarco un po' la schiena per l'eccitazione, uno dei le sue mani scende ad esplorare e si ferma sul pizzo delle mie mutandine, poi scivola più in basso, la mia umidità trasuda da esse e lui che prima era intento a succhiarmi il capezzolo lo sento sorridere sulla mia pelle. Le sue dita premono sul clitoride massaggiandolo dolcemente, mi esce un gemito dalle labbra e d'istinto afferro i cappelli di Danny, lui mi guarda e sorride in modo impertinente, con lo sguardo di chi sa di fare la cosa giusta, mi bacia, ma Onestamente non voglio essere l'unico a continuare a provare piacere, la mia mano si sposta verso la sua erezione massaggiandola un po' "YN" anche lui geme adesso, e il suo respiro pesante manda scosse attraverso il mio corpo, lasciami continuare a toccarlo mentre lui continua a toccarmi, ci guardiamo negli occhi mentre continuiamo a darci piacere a vicenda. Sento che sto per raggiungere l'orgasmo e credo che se ne sia accorto anche lui, continua a strofinarsi le dita ma aumenta la velocità, raggiungo l'orgasmo e lo trattengo, ho avuto un orgasmo intenso che dura almeno 15 secondi, secondi in cui non ha smesso di stimolarmi. Lo bacio, un bacio sciatto, ne voglio di più adesso. “Danny, sono pronto, ti voglio” “Ti voglio anch'io” si libera delle mutande e mi aiuta a liberarmi delle mie, si posiziona ancora una volta su di me e preme la sua erezione sulla mia entrata, si posiziona meglio e spinge finché non mi entra dentro “Fa male? Che domanda stupida, certo che fa male” dice “Ehi, no, non è una domanda stupida, fa male, ma non quanto pensavo, vai avanti” fa, spinge ancora più a fondo e io afferro i fogli, lui inizia a muoversi, lo sento dentro di me, pensavo sul serio che facesse più male, ma no, in poco tempo sento il piacere aumentare. Mi tengo alle spalle di Danny e questo lo incoraggia ad aumentare l'intensità, le mie gambe si avvolgono intorno alla sua vita e questo finisce per spingerlo più profondamente dentro di me "YN, cazzo, mi sento benissimo" geme nel mio orecchio, questo mi fa stringere ancora di più, sento che mi sto avvicinando di nuovo all'orgasmo e penso che anche lui si stia avvicinando. Mi gira e mi spinge a sedermi su di lui, ora siamo tutti e due seduti, lui sul letto ed io su di lui, la posizione lo fa andare ancora più in profondità, ora sono io che mi muovo e lui regola l'intensità spingendo i miei fianchi, noi bacio, tra gemiti e respiri pesanti mi avvicino molto più velocemente alla fine, lui si stacca dal bacio e inizia a baciarmi il collo e ad afferrarmi il seno tra le sue mani, io invece tengo le dita tra i suoi capelli. “YN, cazzo, sto arrivando” “Anch'io Danny” Non ho nemmeno il tempo di dirlo sento l'orgasmo investire i miei sensi e subito dopo sento Danny liberarsi dentro di me. Ci guardiamo negli occhi per qualche secondo, con i nostri respiri irregolari quasi sincronizzati, poi lui decide di sdraiarsi portandomi giù con sé, esce e mi bacia, un bacio dolcissimo, mi sorride e poi “Io ti amo YN, sono felice di averti chiesto di unirti a me e ai miei amici quel giorno a teatro” era la prima volta che diceva ti amo, ed ero così felice di ciò “Ti amo anch'io Danny” I guardalo negli occhi, i suoi occhi sono i più belli che abbia mai visto, e ho la sensazione che possa vedermi nella mia anima, mi sento bene con lui, ho imparato ad apprezzare la compagnia delle persone e a socializzare di più, mi sostiene per me molto più di quanto possa ammettere a me stesso. Mi tiene tra le sue braccia e ci addormentiamo così, in totale beatitudine. Passano due giorni e arriva il fatidico giorno delle prove, lo superiamo entrambi, lui con ottimi voti, io con voti decisamente più alti di quanto mi aspettassi, c'è da dire che Danny mi ha aiutato molto ad imparare e memorizzare e che le coccole sessione è stata uno stimolo incredibile per spingermi a studiare di più. Sono felice di averti chiesto di unirti a me e ai miei amici quel giorno a teatro” era la prima volta che diceva ti amo, e ne ero così felice “Ti amo anch'io Danny” Lo guardo negli occhi , i suoi occhi sono i più belli che abbia mai visto, e ho la sensazione che possa vedermi nella mia anima, mi sento bene con lui, ho imparato ad apprezzare la compagnia delle persone e a socializzare di più, mi sostiene molto di più di quanto sono in grado di ammettere a me stesso. Mi tiene tra le sue braccia e ci addormentiamo così, in totale beatitudine. Passano due giorni e arriva il fatidico giorno delle prove, lo superiamo entrambi, lui con ottimi voti, io con voti decisamente più alti di quanto mi aspettassi, c'è da dire che Danny mi ha aiutato molto ad imparare e memorizzare e che le coccole sessione è stata uno stimolo incredibile per spingermi a studiare di più. Sono felice di averti chiesto di unirti a me e ai miei amici quel giorno a teatro” era la prima volta che diceva ti amo, e ne ero così felice “Ti amo anch'io Danny” Lo guardo negli occhi , i suoi occhi sono i più belli che abbia mai visto, e ho la sensazione che possa vedermi nella mia anima, mi sento bene con lui, ho imparato ad apprezzare la compagnia delle persone e a socializzare di più, mi sostiene molto di più di quanto sono in grado di ammettere a me stesso. Mi tiene tra le sue braccia e ci addormentiamo così, in totale beatitudine. Passano due giorni e arriva il fatidico giorno delle prove, lo superiamo entrambi, lui con ottimi voti, io con voti decisamente più alti di quanto mi aspettassi, c'è da dire che Danny mi ha aiutato molto ad imparare e memorizzare e che le coccole sessione è stata uno stimolo incredibile per spingermi a studiare di più.

EVIL DEAD RISE ; you can revive them

summary ; you're able to revive them from deadite-ism like the 2013 evil dead

includes ; danny, bridget, kassie (platonic), ellie, & beth

warnings ; language, demon stuff, blood, drugs/od'ing, horrible doctor explanation, I'm no doctor so ignore my horrible descriptions of this stuff LMAOOO

request from ; @acidthecorvid ; thank you for requesting!!

AN ; I got a little like basic idea of how the reviving works so I apologize if anything is incorrect, for some reason my brain couldn't process all the lore into how this worked lmaooo. I stuck with mias revival kinda thing w the defibrillator and fear streets od'ing and revival thing so hopefully this is good 😭😭

masterlist

DANNY

bringing him back scared the shit out of you

basically had to bury him in his bedsheets and somehow in some way, Beth got her hands on a defibrillator

she said something about it being in Fonda's room but you had no time to think

beth was over losing her family and you were too

danny wasn't meant to die, your straight hope of him surviving and not giving up on him is the only thing that saved him

kind of like that fear street scene of Sam dying and being brought back but with a fucking defibrillator instead of straight adrenaline shots and overdosing

restarting his heart and not being met with a deadite actually scared the hell out of you

he's knocked down for a while but he's able to escape the monde

BRIDGET

you were able to shove ellies medication into her mouth while she was knocked out after the first fight

maybe having her unconsciously od could possibly save her? who knows

you watched a couple movies of this kind of thing working, just having to restart her heart and hope the demon wouldn't be there

although it took a painfully long time, you were able to save her with epipens

a lot of them

from Gabriel's fridge

for a little while she's basically a walking corpse but she's able to survive

KASSIE

holy shit seeing her dead killed you inside

anger and sadness just took over and you manually brought her back to life

lots of cpr and epipens involved

but she ended up living

you gave up after a solid 10 minutes thinking she was dead but she was just knocked out cold by that point

I'd be surprised if her brain wasn't bleeding by then bc wtf

girly pop saved!

bad news about you tho.... /j /j

BETH

she's thrown into a wall, knocking her dead while fighting the abomination monster thing

you're able to kill it before saving Beth

she was on hella drugs already, so epipens and said drugs literally saved her

kassie crying while watching you try to save her aunt

shit she barely even knows you and she's crying into your chest

she takes a while to open her eyes but she's okay

"told you drugs are cool"

you wonder if she planned this out or not cause like??

ELLIE

you single handedly stop the deadite spread

you're op as shit wth

you're able to knock her down, use fondas defibrillator that he just has laying around (????), and revive her

basically restart her heart

she was dead for like 5 minutes solid before Beth calls the police from a landline on the street

"how the hell did you do that????"

"I don't even fucking know"

yall never talk about it again

you and danny hide the book back down under the parking garage and never speak of it again

just one of those family secrets ig

can we pls talk about how fine danny from evil dead rise is.

Dinner time

It was dinner time and Ellie was hungry. You were in the kitchen whipping up her favorites. You heard her soft humming from down the hallway. " la da da, dum da da" never knew what she would hum. Usually was nothing but nonsense but you loved her regardless of her foolishness. You felt bony soft hands wrap around your waist with a long drag of a wet tounge up your neck. "ooh" baby don't do that you scared me". You moaned but jumped with surprise at the same time. She smirked and bit her lip softly while nipping at your jugular. "it's almost dinner time baby I promise". You said softly. Ellie picked you up and put you on the counter sniffing up your stomach and grabbing hold of your thighs. "ba...baby wait no, dinner is not ready yet". You said whimpering in defeat. "it.....is....now" she said in her dominant demonic voice. You felt nothing but a warm wave shoot through you you could do nothing but moan and writhe underneath this demon before you. "e...Ellie...fuck mommy please". It was that name that sent Ellie on a rampage and from that night till sunrise you were her dinner. She grabbed a hold of your pants ripping them off and shoving her face between your legs not even giving you time to breathe. Her strength was ten times more crazier than yours. You couldn't even move, all you could do was look at her and beg through heavily lidded eyes. She climbed on top of you and found a spot she could mount. Grinding into you all you saw was stars. "fuuuuck baby please". You moaned digging your nails into her red locks. Ellie fucked you deep into the mattress with the strap you bought her. And now she uses it anytime she wants. Uses you anytime she wants. And you never say no to her because how can you. "Little maggot belongs to mommy" is the last thing you heard before you got completely consumed by ecstacy.

𝖢𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖢𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗌𝗒 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 ~ 𝖡𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝗂𝗑𝗅𝖾𝗋

warnings: none

pairings: bridget x fem!black!reader

genres: mutual pining, prolonged confessions & sophie being a matchmaker

summary: having a secret crush isn’t the best way to go about your feelings but as for [name] it’s definitely a miracle worker.

word count: 1.4k+

author’s note: for this oneshot [name] is mixed. apologies for publishing this so late, the story was already written but i just had to proofread it.

tag list: @c6pids @melodramatic-lesbian @simpforseungkwan

it was friday night, and your parents finally agreed, letting you go out alongside your older cousin. it took a lot of convincing to gain their understanding of this outing. your parents were very cynical about your whereabouts but not enough to be overbearing.

there was a new bowling alley that was just recently opened, and you wanted to just let loose and live a little.

walking inside the entertainment place, a smile sprung onto your face looking at the passing people, both young and old having themselves a good time.

“hey, sophie.” a voice greets which made your blood run cold. that voice was so distinctive and that tone held such a charming ring to it. exasperatedly you close your eyes in anticipation, aware of the upcoming conversation that was already beyond control.

you groan internally as you slowly peel your eyes back open to see bridget waving and smiling at you. “hey [name]. i didn’t know you were coming.”

your cousin just failed to mention one tiny detail…that her best friend… who is also your crush will be there. you should have seen this coming, wherever sophie was, bridget will be present as well.

“well, just heard that this place opened up and i wanted to check it out.” you manage out an awkward chuckle, clicking your tongue.

god, you wish that the earth would eat you whole right now.

bridget nods in understanding a smile still creeping onto her lips. it was so cute, she tried her hardest to not leave things on an awkward note but you made it seemingly impossible, so the best thing to do was to deflect from the situation.

there was no possibility that you disliked bridget bixler but it was the quite opposite, your feelings were out of affection and unrequited passion.

bridget bixler, the girl of your dreams. she’s always ready to protest when something seems unjust to her and is surprisingly decently smart when it revolves around her schoolwork.

it wasn’t that many people, just the five of you. you, bridget, sophie, alexis (your bff), lola (alexis’ gf).

you gained a crush on her for almost two months now and currently sitting next to her wasn’t helping the butterflies in your stomach to cease. after being physically tired from a few rounds of bowling, everyone ordered a pizza and chilled it down with cold cans of soda.

right now, everyone was finishing up their food, and soon getting to depart and head home but you were already dozed off. your mouth slightly agape as your head was against the soft cushion of the seat.

it was embarrassing, to be honest, and you knew for sure that your cousin was going to taunt you, most likely with visual proof. your cousin snickers, taking her phone out and snapping photos of you.

meanwhile, bridget was secretly staring at your dazed state, rolling her eyes when your cousin took a picture of your sleeping form. “stop taking pictures of her, sophie!” momentarily, your cousin playfully rolls her eyes as she stopped and continued to eat her remaining pizza.

slowly but gently, the bixler girl grabs your arms and places your head on her shoulder. she leans back in the seat, and wraps an arm around you, pulling you in closer for reassurance. bridget admired you for a few minutes before diverting her attention back to her phone.

she pretended to not notice when you gripped her shirt in comfort and your tiny hum of satisfaction came from your mouth. this brought a wide smile to the brunette’s lips.

god, you were so adorable.

“what?” bridget looks at her other friend, who knowingly smirks.

“when are you gonna finally confess? it’s been ages now.” sophie teases and wiggles her eyebrows.

bridget’s eyes widen at her friend’s statement and immediately shushes her, thinking that you might accidentally overhear their conversation. “sophie, be quiet!”

“why? you know, i’m right.” she shrugs and goes back to her phone.

bridget frowns, “what if she thinks that i’m way out of her league?”

“ok, first of all, you both like girls and you’re her type so technically, all you need to do is ask her out.” your cousin defends the situation. “just confess to her, what can go wrong?”

“it’s not that simple…” bridget exhales, gazing down at the table, avoiding eye contact with her friend. “what if she is interested in girls but doesn’t feel the same towards me and plainly rejects me, either way, it’s basically a lose-lose.”

“well, you won’t know that until you confess, now will you?” sophie crosses her arms and scoffs. the blonde loved her best friend but her deflecting the situation was starting to annoy her.

unaware to the girls, they didn’t notice that their ‘quiet’ shouting woke you up and you heard almost everything there is to know.

‘bridget has a crush but doesn’t want to confess to the person.’

now being filled with curiosity, you were determined on getting bridget to express her feelings first.

this night just got more interesting.

to put your plan into action, you fake yawn and stretch your limbs, deceiving them into thinking that you were asleep. “what are we talking about?” the two girls exchange secret glances and remained silent.

“ok…” you nodded along, clasping your hands together before looking at bridget and speaking up again. “actually, bridget do you mind if i speak to you for a minute?”

she hesitantly nods and gets up, following after you. she managed to catch you outside, up on one of the many balconies. luckily for both of you, this balcony was empty and no one was around to disturb you.

you sigh, taking in the beautiful scenery at night. “i overheard your conversation with sophie.” you turned around, just in time to see her face drop in fear. this causes a flush in your cheeks, thinking that you got the wrong idea. “cause if you don’t have a crush on me that’s totally cool.” you began to ramble on watching how she smiles at your awkwardness.

too caught up in your own embarrassment, the short-haired brunette stepped closer to you, continually letting you ramble on. she found herself lost in your beautiful e/c.

suddenly, she cups your face and softly presses her lips onto yours, momentarily ending your rambles. at first, you were stunned, and confused at this weird turn of events but reciprocated the kiss anyway. the kiss was magical, her lips were soft, delicate like a full-bloomed flower. her fragrance smelt of cinnamon and rose which made her irresistible to you.

the bixler girl finally pulls away from the kiss, “i just want you to know that this means that i like you as well.” she smiles a dopey grin. that same beautiful smile that made you fawn over her more than intended.

“is this a dream?” you stupidly ask, still hazy from the passionate kiss.

“nope, i assure you it’s not.” bridget chuckles, observing your flustered state. seemingly, she got an idea as she tilts her head and a tiny smirk make her way onto her lips, “i think i know of a way how to wake you up.” she suggests, smoothly wrapping her arms around your waist.

she surely had a way with words. her words enticed you in ways beyond measure, being part of her seduction in entrapping you in her life.

“oh yeah??” you challenged, raising an eyebrow in question. she nods in agreement as your arms rest on her shoulders, her hands on your waist tugging you into her, leaving no personal space.

soon her lips were pressed up against yours again, this time more sweet and sensitive. deepening the kiss as bridget’s arms tighten around your waist drawing you closer in her embrace, clinging onto more of your touch.

safe to say, that you didn’t leave empty-handed and got a girlfriend in the process.

© asvterias, 2023. please do not plagiarize any of my works.

Ellie x fem reader

( if no one gonna make it I do )

summary : your Bridget new friend and you have a crush on her mom Ellie P.S : Ellie is also possess later on

warning : none

You just moved into a new school and you don’t really know anyone there . A black haired girl came up to you shutting your locker making you jump

“ hey new girl I’m Bridget what’s yours “ Bridget said .

“ y/n “ you said looking down feeling nervous as this was your first day .

“ cool we friends now “ Bridget said chuckling .

bell rings

“ what class do you have “Bridget asked taking her books out of her locker .

“ Ap English “ you said looking down your timetable.

“ Oo we at the same class” Bridget said as she guide you to your classroom .

the class was pretty boring even the teacher so you weren’t paying attention no one was you look over Bridget as she was sleeping. After few minutes finally the class ended , you and Bridget ran out the class to the lockers .

“ hey so wanna like come to my apartment for a sleepover after school well my mom and her sister reunite so I can invited anyone I want “ Bridget asked waiting for you to answer

you thought quite a while and agreed I mean what the worst that can happen am I right .

“ sure of course I come” you said with a smile across your face .

After school (finally )

you went to Bridget apartment and met her mom she was a redhead and you felt like she just stole away your breath

“ hey you good ? “ Bridget asked looking at you as you snapped from your thoughts

“ yeah good good “ you said scratching your hair .

“ oh hey bridge who this “ Ellie asked coming up to you and Bridget.

“ my friend y/n we having a sleepover “ Bridgett said .

“ cool dinners ready by the way “ Ellie said going back to the dining room

you followed Bridget to the dining room and sat next to her .

“ that’s my sister Kassie and brother Danny and that my aunt Beth “ Bridget said introducing all of them to you as you just smiled .

After dinner Kassie , Danny and Bridget and Beth went out to buy some dessert so you were alone with Ellie

“ So y/n how do you like it here with your school and everything “ Ellie asked looking at you

you felt nervous again like before you couldn’t think what to say just staring at Ellie. Ellie noticed and just kissed your cheek .

You froze and snapped out of your thoughts and quickly apologized.

Suddenly there a earthquake things on the table dropped down the floor it was shaking really hard.

“ on the ground “Ellie said one hand your head and one hand holding your body tightly.

The earthquake finally stopped as you both got up.

“ you okay ? “ Ellie asked .

“ yeah what was that “ you said still shaken up by it

“ we have to check on Beth and the kids let’s go “ Ellie said as you both went outside.

It was completely empty no one was there the stairs was broken but soon after panicking the kids and Beth came out from the Lift .

“ you all are saved thank goodness I was worried “ Ellie said . “Bridget dropped the pizza “ Kassie said looking down but Ellie just chuckled .

“ okay next time don’t use the lift after the earthquake “ Ellie said.

“ I’m going do some laundry at laundry mart Beth look after the kids “ Ellie said taking her basket and went to the lift

you had a bad feeling something gonna happen but forgot about it .

After an hor,Ellie haven’t come back yet and you started to worry .

“ where mom “ Kassie asked .

“Sure she okay “ Beth reassure Kassie

the doors suddenly open it was Ellie or was it ? Ellie went to kitchen as you and Beth went to follow her .

“ El ? “ you said hoping it was Ellie and hoping she alright

Ellie laughed but it doesn’t sound like Ellie it sound like a monster before anyone could think Ellie suddenly ran and jump on to you strangle you on the floor

your eyes widen to see Ellie was possess although you still in love with her .

Beth hit her with a pan and you got up and you , Beth and Kassie and Bridget and Danny ran to the bedroom

you saw a book that what’s causing this mess but ellie was outside the room door knocking loudly .

“ look we can’t just stay here forever “ Beth said

“ we locked her out the apartment and think of a way “ Bridget said .

you and Beth went outside Ellie was running towards you but you and Beth pushed her outside the door and locked it . Beth pushed a drawer to keep the door shut .

“ Danny it all your fault “ Bridget shouted pushing Danny as Beth stopped them

“ kids go to the room and hide I will just try do something and y/n look after the door don’t let her break through “ Beth said as Kassie ,Bridget and Danny went to the room

You were alone You decided to peek through Ellie was standing there smiling horrifying

“ El ? You good “ you asked

“ oh nothing but a big kiss from you won’t help now open up now “ Ellie said smiling you hesitated but Ellie saw that .

“ oh be a good girl for mommy and open up NOW!” Ellie persuade as you gave in and open up . She jump on top of you strangling you on the floor .

“ Good girl see wasn’t so hard ain’t it” Ellie said her face getting close to you .

“HEY get away from her “ Beth rushed out with a bat wanting to aim and Ellie but Ellie raised her hand as Beth was tossed across the room

“ Now where was I oh right you “ Ellie said as her mouth was on yours . You were shocked but didn’t do anything .

her tongue was touching with yours you were still too shocked to do anything .

her tongue went to your neck as she started to lick it and suck on it she slowly started to bit it blood stain were starting to appear

her hand reaching under your dress but you stopped her

“ look El I know your in there please don’t let this monster get over you “ you pleaded hoping El will come back to normal.

“ But I’m free now “ Ellie said .

“ I love you El I will be there for you just please El come back “ You plead tears were forming on your eyes El stopped as she just glare at you

“ maybe this help “ You said as you kissed Ellie

Ellie was shocked but there was suddenly a bright light and Ellie was normal again You were relieved as Ellie just hugged you . “Ellie your back to normal “ You said happily . “ And it all thanks to you “ Ellie said kissing your nose

Once they are in a relationship, do you think Jason would be more comfortable sleeping in a bed with reader or alone? I could imagine either for various reasons

I think for a long time, Jason would be more comfortable sleeping alone, all the while desperately wanting to physically sleep together.

At any stage in the relationship, but especially in its early stages, Jason would be deeply insecure about how his trauma and his work could affect his partner.

He'd come home at odd hours: at dawn, just before the sun rose, perhaps midday after a particularly long case, reeking of blood and gunpowder. And he'd find himself moving as quietly as he could in his own home, doing his best not to disturb you. He'd probably just collapse on the couch than risk waking you.

Then, there were the nightmares, the ones that would have him wake up with a scream still lodged in his throat, the ones that would have him rising from the bed on shaking legs, so that he could vomit in the bathroom sink.

The ones that he would do anything to hide from you.

Because while he trusts you, there is a part of him—the part that had once been Robin, the part that had been left alone to die in the dark—that is terrified you will leave when you find out just how broken he is.

I think for the most part, he'll want to sleep alone, even when he needs the comfort.

There might be days when you catch him off-guard, though. Perhaps after a particularly rough case, one that has him stumbling through the doors of your shared home, already half-asleep with exhaustion. Perhaps he'll find you reading a book in a patch of sunlight by the window. Perhaps you had just finished baking, and the house smells like coffee and freshly-risen dough.

And for a second he'll think that he doesn't want to be alone.

"Busy?" he asks in a voice so ragged with exhaustion that it doesn't even sound like him.

When you shake your head, he'll find himself sitting right next to you on the couch, still reeking of blood and gunpowder.

When you try to ask about the case, he briefly considers lying.

But when he looks at you, he finds that he doesn't want to lie. Because even through the thick leather of his gloves, your hands feel warm against his. Because you look beautiful in the honeyed light.

Because, he thinks, that maybe you will not leave him alone in the dark.

"Can I stay here?" he asks.

"Jason," you say. "this is your home, too."

Home, he thinks.

He hasn't had that since Wayne Manor burned down.

This time, he does not move quietly as he removes his helmet, his gloves. They hit the carpeted floor with a muffled thump.

This time, he does not move away.

Instead, he lays his head on your lap, and lets himself melt against the warmth of your skin. He watches the sun dance across the ceiling of the apartment, and he inhales the scent of coffee and freshly-risen dough and the sweet scent of you.

He feels your hand gently stroking his hair and he thinks: yes, this is home.

This time when he sleeps, he does not dream.

✶ ┄ CRAZY TOGETHER

danny (evil dead rise) x fem!reader

summary: during a quiet lull on that tumultuous night, danny realises this may be one of the last few moments he'll ever spend with his best friend.

word count: 2.9k

warnings: 18+ mdni, nsfw, sexual content, masturbation (fem receiving), mentions of loss of virginity, mentions of panic attacks, possession and death. praise kink if you squint, bittersweet best friends to lovers. mentions of underaged drinking.

A/N: helllooooo, so this is my first ever fic on this blog wowowowowow i'm nervous. i hope you all like it bc i am DOWN BAD for this mfer. pls let me know what you think!! DANNY IS 18 IN THIS.

publishing date ―  may 17th, 2023 |  © rotandguts

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Through all the horror and dread that had inevitably arisen from the events of the past few hours, Danny would argue that despite the demonic presence lurking in the hallway - it was the guilt of his own actions that was currently feasting on his soul.

The noises from beyond the bolted door of apartment 85 had grown to a momentary halt, the initial attack keeping everyone still alive on edge. Bridget was in the living room temporarily calming her younger sister Kassie with promises of a doctor coming to help their mother, hesitancy evident within her voice as she struggled to believe the words coming from her own mouth. Her wound on her cheek - as much as she had tried to ignore it - was starting to ache. Beth had been raiding the apartment for something to help her hand that the quick relief of duct tape was unable to provide.

And all this because he found that stupid fucking book.

The thing that was making the empty sick feeling in his gut feel like a stab wound of his own, was your lingering presence in the corner of his room.

You were here because of him. Regardless of the book or not, if he hadn’t insisted you come over that night for pizza you would be sitting across the city in the comfort of your own home right now. You could’ve been with your family when the earthquake happened. Fuck, they don’t even know if you’re alive right now.

Beth could now be heard stomping around all the windows in the apartment, shouting to anyone that could hear her that they needed help.

“What the fuck are we gonna do, Dan?” Your timid voice snapped him from his internal ongoing panic attack. His gaze, still concerned, softened when you turned around to look at him. It had been the first time you’d spoken in a long while, your voice providing an almost immediate comfort to the blonde boy. He began biting his nails with furrowed brows, a habit you’d usually chastise him for.

“I don’t know.” He whispered, eyes still on you. Your hands were trembling. Your hands were fucking trembling because of him, the thought led him unable to look you in the eyes momentarily. Tears began to form as you clenched your fists, trying to fight the breathless in your chest as it began to truly sink in how much shit you were in. Your phone had long been out of battery, with Danny dropping his in the vault where he'd found that book. Neither of you had been able to comprehend the necessity of the devices a mere few hours ago.

You were both essentially isolated from the world as you knew it.

Danny sunk onto the bed, sitting upright with wide eyes and quick breaths. You couldn’t bare to see him like this. Sure, was there a part of you that was totally pissed off at him for tempting fate with that old vinyl? Of course. But hell, the worst thing you’d been expecting was tetanus, not satan herself cooking eggs in the kitchen.

You approached his hunched over figure, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. He still can’t look you in the eyes.

“It’s gonna be okay.” You spoke with the same hesitance as Bridget in the connecting room. Danny was grown up enough to know otherwise, and yet still for a brief moment took solace in your words.

The mattress sinks beside him and when he turns you’re looking at him through wide, concerned eyes. Your clasped hands are still shaking, despite your best efforts to stop them.

His own hand hovers over them. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding when he finally clasps your hands with his.

Eyes connect in the moment, his own drop briefly to look at your lips. They’re a little bloody from you biting them. Your tongue skates across them, letting the metallic taste fill your mouth. The smell leaking through the damp walls of the apartment itself after the bloodbath caused by Ellie outside.

You might both die tonight, he thinks. This could be it. All those years of friendship over because of him. In fact, he thinks it might be even worse if he survives and you don’t, because he’d be haunting the earth still searching for you at every corner in his life. He considers it for a brief moment, mentally punishing himself with twisted thoughts for the hundredth time that night.

Danny’s stomach drops at the thought of the immense unsaid in your friendship. Every lingering gaze and hand hold, every hushed secret and late night embrace under covers. He lived for those moments, but it was starting to dawn on him that they may remain just that. Fleeting moments of will-they-won’t-they peppering your decade long friendship, the what ifs of tomorrow darkening overnight.

He thinks about the first time he knew he loved you. It was your tenth birthday, a milestone. Your mom had intended on throwing you a lavish party and inviting all the kids in class with the little money she’d had. You’d never been one for showing off or making a big fuss and insisted you just wanted Danny there. The night was spent huddled together in fancy dress costumes, he was a pirate and you were a princess, telling each other spooky stories from the safety of the pillow fort your parents had helped build. He wished this nightmare they were currently experiencing was just that, a spooky story told under the flashlight lit fort.

He could still remember the close proximity you both sat in. The quiet, different from the buzzing playground, had allowed him the opportunity to see you up close. There was something in your words that made his heart beat faster, and when your bright eyes lingered on him while telling your stories he knew deep down that he wanted you to look at him like that for the rest of his life.

You were looking at him like that now.

“Do you remember that night we got home from Oscar’s party?” Your voice was barely a whisper, he almost thought he had made it up in his head. All of a sudden he was very aware of just how close you now were.

Oscar, a classmate and barely a friend, grew up in the richer part of the city. Everyone jumped for a chance to go to his parties for his large pool and the flowing liquor, you had both jumped at the opportunity.

“Yeah.” Danny responded after a beat, still taking the opportunity to inspect your face.

That night you had partaken in your usual drunk hand holding and cuddling, nothing too different from what you’d do sober but with an added possessiveness. You had danced with him like you wanted everyone to watch you together, to know that you were his and he was yours. In those moments, lips had lingered for moments too long at ears and mouths. But ultimately, the night ended with your usual walk home.

If Ellie, Danny’s mom, had known you both weren’t tucked safely in bed in your house she would’ve called a search party to track you down through every nook and cranny in the city. Luckily, you both ended your night in bed by 4am.

“Do you remember what you asked me?” Danny spoke again after a short moment of silence. You were looking at the floor now, your feet occasionally grazing his.

“Yeah.”

“Why haven’t you ever kissed me, Danny?” You asked, he thought you were teasing him but you showed no signs of mocking. Pensive, you rolled to face him. He was frozen in place. The lights were out in your room and your bodies, undressed to different extents that you were both familiar with during an after party sleepover, radiating an addictive warmth that made him want to hold on to you skin to skin.

“I didn’t know that was something you wanted.” His fists were clenched, he was still waiting for this to be a big joke.

“I want it.” The light from the moon illuminated some of your face. He licked his lips.

“Why didn’t we like, ever talk about it after?” If tonight was it, he needed to know. He needed to tell her. He’d rather she hate him and be alive and know than be dead and have the wasted opportunity follow him forever.

“I was scared, I guess - I thought you didn’t like it.” You shrugged.

Soft lips on your own, hands gripping your waist under covers. You’re using all of your self control to not grind yourself into him. The only evidence left of your night together were various lilac bruises scattered on your necks. But neither of you spoke about it. So it was never brought up.

“I liked it.” For the first time tonight since the earthquake, Danny softly smiled. Your eyes lit up, returning the smile to him.

“You never said anything-“

“Neither did you!” He countered, the smile giving away that he wasn’t actually angry. You smirked and rolled your eyes, “Touché.”

As much as it embarrassed you to admit at a time like this, your thighs were pressed together at the thought of you and him that night. Both of you had been virgins prior to the encounter

His left hand tangled through your hair as lips danced, you can still remember how you thought you had a temperature from the summer heat and the sweat coating you both. From his gentle, wordless persuasion of a soft push, you were on your back and his frame was on top pressing into you. By instinct, your legs wrap around his waist and pull him in. His hips grinding to your core, it’s so messy and quick but you can barely think because his other hand is traveling to your thigh to pull you in even closer.

He breaks away from the kiss to trace his thumb across your jaw and your swollen lips. Eyes blown out and wide, jaw slack at the sight of him. You’re spread out under him, the material of your crop top and shorts seemingly oh-so thin now that you’re in this position. Your tongue appears to softly lick the digit of his thumb, his eyes almost rolling back at the sensation. He can feel your thighs clench together around him, seeking a temporary relief from the throbbing between them.

He thinks he might die if he can’t feel it, if only for a second.

Removing the thumb from your mouth, your face immediately portrays your disappointment with a slight pout. Danny lightly smirks, lowering himself down again face to face with you. He reaches down to your thigh, trailing the inside of your leg.

“Can I feel you?”

“I think I’ve been thinking of that night every day since it happened.” He admitted, soft smile lingering. You could feel something stir inside you. Here he was, your best friend, in his oversized shirt and silver chain. He ran his hand through his hair. “I dunno. I just know that I can’t stop thinking about it. And you.” Danny continues.

There was a fucking demon outside the apartment door and quite frankly all you could think about was how badly you wanted that silver chain in your mouth.

Your hand reaches for his jaw, which grows slack at your touch, his gaze seemingly possessed by the thought of you. The summer night heat from that encounter stirred inside of you again.

“I think I’m in love with you.” Apprehensive, you continue to trace your thumb over his cheek, until following his jaw and lips just like he had done that night. “I think I’ve been in love with you for a long while.”

He was hypnotised under the touch.

“I love you too. I’ve always loved you. You’re my best friend, man.” Danny felt like fucking crying and you could tell through his voice. Was this a dream? Was that demon back to taunt him for all the time wasted?

He felt consumed by you, like in this moment his purpose was to do anything he could to make it all better. He leaned in to finally press a kiss on your lips, slow and still hesitant. You chase him for another when he pulls away, noses still connected and eyes closed tight.

You wanted to stay like this forever. His fingers laced with the hair behind your ear, grabbing a section and softly pulling. The involuntary moan that left your lips sent a shiver through him, he wanted more, more, more. Your neck was on display for him to reach down and attack with sloppy kisses and light teasing bites. He pressed himself against you, moving your back flat onto the mattress. His lips and tongue messy with your own, clashing to remedy the thirst for each other. Danny’s thigh pressing against your covered core, subconsciously leading you to grind against him.

“Danny, please-” When you were saying things like that, knowing that you didn’t know how much time you even had left together, he had to comply. It had felt so natural, it almost made him feel that guilty feeling again. Why hadn’t they just been doing this all along?

Lifting your skirt to expose the wet lace of your underwear, he asked the same question he did last summer.

“Can I feel you?”

Without hesitation you nodded, guiding his hands through the waistband. “Shit,” He paused for a second, raising his fingers back up to his mouth, spitting on them before returning them to their previous position.

The electric feeling of him on her clit, foreheads pressed together and eyes connected could make anyone forget about the horrors happening beyond the sanctuary of the doors to his room. His fingers filling you, curling and strumming to a syncopated beat, reacting only to your stirring beneath him.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet babe,” He was amazed at the feeling itself, your slick softness. You choked out a gasp, you groping him in an attempt to give him the same ineluctable pleasure he was giving you. He was too preoccupied with you to worry about anything he might be feeling, not when he was the one that got you in this situation. And besides, hovering over you when you looked this fucking good with his fingers stuffed inside you, that was more than enough for him.

“You’re so good, such a good boy.” He quietly whines at your words, pressing rough kisses to your neck again.

You tug his hair back to grant yourself a better look at him. His other hand wrapped around your neck, not restricting your breathing but still lightly grabbing it. When he could tell you were about to make a loud noise, the same hand swiftly moved to cover your mouth. Your eyes wide with his, silently watching each other desperate to moan.

The silver chain resting on your chest, its cold metal grounding you in the moment. “So fuckin’ pretty,” He murmured, still so preoccupied with the feeling of filling you.

“Needed you for so long Dan,” He bites his lip as his pace grows quick, your fingers finally finding their way around the chain that was taunting you all night.

“Thought about you every night. Couldn’t stop thinking about how fuckin’ wet you were.” It was true, in the shame of their last encounter he hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind. Not when he’d been thinking about it for half his life. “Still so so wet baby.”

Looking at his arms, his tattoos and veins. The way they moved in and out of you, the glint in his eyes as he watched his own work. The overwhelming view and feeling lead to the inescapable wave. “Fuck, Dan, I’m gonna-”

And with that, he holds you tight as you hit your orgasm. Your hands fly to his hair and shoulders, trying to remain grounded as your back arches. “Fuckfuckfuck-” You try your hardest to whisper, but your heart is pounding and all you can feel is the dizzying sweetness of Danny all around you. You have to remind yourself that this is real, you’re real.

He watches you, your heavy breathing providing the soundtrack to the moment. He pressed a light kiss to the top of your breast that was on show from the top you were wearing, before moving back up to place a kiss on your lips. Lying beside you, staring into your eyes with a warmth you’d always thought was unimaginable but realising that it had always been there. It has always been him.

So for that moment, you just lay there. And yeah, there was still so much unsaid regarding their long friendship. But for now, in the uncertainty of the night, they’d managed to say enough. For the first time since finding that book, Danny would feel optimistic about the future, despite all the shit going on with his mom. For a second it felt like they could really do this, they could really be fine. If only they could make it to tomorrow, then everything else could be resolved. He could apologise to Bridget, he could ask you out on a real date. You could let your parents know you were alive, you could fix the mistakes of last summer and go all the way again with Dan instead of pretending it never happened.

Unfortunately, as optimistic as they currently were, tomorrow would not come for either of them.

Please give me morgan davies(or his characters) requests!

the decay of your body. (teaser)

upcoming ellie x fem!reader fic.

summary- your peaceful days have come to an end when your vulnerable, oblivious self lands you in the territory of a bloodthirsty deadite. a pitiful human such as yourself does not stand a chance, though this wicked woman has other plans for you.

warnings- sexual themes, explicit mentions of death, blood, gore, swearing.

note- this will be my first writing posted on here. the release will be indefinite, so i apologize in advance. i would like to make this a series, but if not then i may work on other things. i would also like to comment on how i perceive ellie. i plan on writing her as canon as possible, meaning she will continue being an absolute vile creature with a limited capacity to fully understand the human psyche. if all goes well and i make this a series, i will consider adapting ellie to human life, but i still prefer her as she is meant to be.

it was drooling, that same black sludge mixed with saliva and blood just dripping from it’s maw and collecting onto the floor. panting through it’s wide grin, almost peering over your shoulder. you could hear something behind you, something breathing. your body tensed up, aware of a presence so dangerously close to your frame. that muscle in your chest began to beat faster and that thing behind you twitched at the sudden change in your scent.

yes, it could smell it. that intoxicating, absolutely arousing scent of a living, fearful human. the thick streams of blood flooding your mortal body, making your flesh pulse and grow hotter. you hesitated looking back. there was something behind you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to face it. not when it was impatiently waiting for you to finally acknowledge it.

fuck it. you slowly turned your head and your body slowly shifted. damn those wobbly legs, your body nearly collapsed before you could get a good close up of whatever was losing it’s corrupted mind over your presence.

and that thing that was drooling the rancid black sludge over you, actually a decomposing statue of nearly six feet, tangled red locs and a filthy grin. this woman with the awful posture, blue and purple lines meandering on pale skin. she eyed her prey, fingers twitching, and her throat producing the guttural clicking sounds from earlier. she was eager to finally get your attention. her rotten body practically buzzing, vibrating, just waiting to act upon her urges. that delicious, petrified look on your face somehow managed to make that disgusting grin even wider. those malicious instincts were kicking in, the desire to ensure fear, hack and slash her way through flesh and take pride in her successful hunt. your throat went dry, body shuddering as you backed against the countertop. as you moved the woman followed suit, matching your movements with a jerk of her crooked body. you couldn't speak, nor could you produce any noises other than your heavy breathing. the woman wasn't too close now. there was still a slim chance you could slip away, or perhaps grab that shard of glass on the tile.

your eyes darted to the piece of glass, just moments away from grabbing it and burrowing the shard in her neck. so close, just a little more and your fingers would be right on it.

just a little more and you can get the hell out.

almost. almost there. you can do it.

so close. so-

“hello there, little one”

Hi, this is my first time writing here and I don't even know very well what I'm doing, I think I need to learn a lot about this application, I noticed that there are not many fanfiction about Danny Bixler from Evil Dead Rise and since I came in mind a scenario I was wondering if it was worth posting or not. English is not my first language, I'm Italian and I'm using the translator, if there are any errors here or in the story that I will publish as soon as I finish it, let me know. Thanks 😊❤️

this one is lowkey weird but can you please write edr platonic!ellie x reader where ellie plays more of a motherly role towards the reader and is cheering them up after they had a bad day 🙏🙏

sorry i lowkey only request evil dead but ur the only dude that writes them and you write them so well 😭 -🛒anon]

OMG HELLO WELCOME TO THE FAMILY 🛒 ANON (the shopping cart is my favorite emoji omg) ; and oh my lord thank you so much!! and yes I've never really drifted out of this fandom, I only got more attached to it LMAO, please spam me w edr reqs bc I love writing for it lol 🫶🫶🫶

ELLIE BIXLER ; motherly love

summary ; you had a bad day and retreat to the Bixler's apartment

warnings ; language, motherly type of affectionate nicknames (baby, sweetheart, & honey)

genre ; platonic fluff

word count ; 543

masterlist

You'd had a rough day at school, which you ranted about the whole rainy bus ride home with Danny. You'd already gotten confirmation that you could come over from the blonde, considering his mother loved you like you were her own, and also because your own mother couldn't love you like how she did.

You threw your things down in your apartment and immediately ran down to the Bixler's, knocking on their door. Kassie opens the door, welcoming you in as she informs you why Bridget wasn't in school today since she was sick. You quickly find Ellie, working at her desk.

Once Bridge scoops up Kassie to help her with the hot glue gun, you turn to the woman you viewed as your mother, tears welling in your eyes. She quickly looks to you, and stands up, wrapping you in a hug.

"Oh, baby, what happened? Are you okay?" She asks, knowing that you got off the bus with Danny no more than ten minutes ago. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what I'm gonna do with my life, and my fucking guidance counselor was like 'you're gonna be a senior soon, you need to make something of yourself' and I don't know what I'm good at! And fucking no one knows how to shut their mouths and I have no friends other than Danny, and it fucking sucks and I hate this stupid shit!" You rant, crying into her arms. Her red hair slightly drapes over your shoulders and your head, wrapping you in a sort of protection, in a way.

She hugs you a little tighter and rocks you a bit, comforting you by listening and rubbing circles into your back. She listens calmly, holding you tight to give you a sense of protection from the world so nothing could hurt you.

"You're okay, honey, it's okay. I can help you"

"I'm tired of feeling like a fucking loser! I want to do shit with my life, I don't wanna be a deadbeat like my stupid parents!"

"It's okay, you're okay." She strokes a hand through your hair, listening to your weeping, your tears temporarily staining her shirt. "I'll help you, honey, it's okay"

You look up at her, your arms wrapped around her midsection tightly. "Please help me, I can't do this anymore"

"I will, baby, you're gonna be alright. You're gonna get through this. " She lightly smiles with a nod, reassuring you.

You loved that she didn't dumb down your problems or tell you it wasn't a big deal, or that you needed to grow up. Ellie understood you, she understood you more than nearly anyone else in this world, she was your favorite human. You started calling her mom long ago.

She made you dinner and brought over leftovers for you frequently. She bought and brought you old clothes, she was there to comfort you when you were down, and there to help motivate you when you got so depressed that you couldn't function.

"I need help, Mom. I'm scared" You sob, clinging onto her.

"You're gonna be okay, I promise you, I swear to you. Just calm down, okay?" She whispers, noticing you beginning to hyperventilate and hiccup.

"I love you"

"I love you too, sweetheart"

The conjuring scenario

What there like in a relationship with you?

Ed Warren

How you both meet was through Lorraine (in this he isn’t married to her)

100% a golden retriever partner

Kind of partner to be calm and collected in the most weird or non calm situations

Jesus is everywhere. Literally

You best believe that this man has a backup cross for his backup

Loves to actually do the cooking then eating it

Always makes sure your ok. He puts you before himself almost to the point where it’s selfish

6/10 protective over you. He knows that you can handle yourself pretty well so he’s not worried about that but once again, he is your ✨man ✨

Sometimes act almost like a parent then a partner

Always worried about you since all the haunted objects he has, with all the demonic possessions are always with him, afraid if them get to you

But at the end of the day you are his rock and nothings gonna change that not even a demonic scare

Annabelle 

How did you get in situation, we don’t even know. Hell not even Annabelle knows why there with the likes of you but here you both are 

How you both met was that you are the Warrens oldest daughter

They are the type of partner that is cold and cruel but as a TINY soft spot for you

They have never been in a relationship with anyone or anything before so…… I guess you take most of the rings and the affection parts, or even how to show it

They don’t hate it though more…. Tolerate it to an actual likable level to where they don’t wanna kill you

5/10 protectiveness over you. Half and half is the best way to explain it. They actually help you to a certain extent at some point, but be prepared to mostly face stuff on your own

But overall even though all of these scenarios seem bad and all no offense, but what did you expect? Hug and a kiss? That’s not going to happen soon. But……….. there is a spot in their non existence and cold heart for just you that even though they don’t understand it….. it is special for them…

Valak

Once again we don’t know how we got here, but we’re here

You two met when they were disguised as in the usual, nun form, and you were an actual nun

They are the type of partner that like scaring you more then loving you

They love your fear. It’s delicious to them more than all the other people they have scared, which is one of the reasons why they’re with you

In the relationship department for affection. Kind of like Annabelle but they would actually give you things surprisingly

Like: dead birds, dead rats, dead flowers, hell even dead body’s of other nuns. A lot of dead things

At least it wasn’t you that turn to a dead gift

5/10 protectiveness over you. Just like Annabelle

But overall they are a ancient evil entity that has never been with someone or anything in all of its centuries of living, and probably even more than that and hell, 100% not with a human but here we are. It is cold and cruel to you like it just everyone else as it doesn’t give you special treatment, but…….. like Annabelle….. there’s a spot for you and it’s cold demonic heart….. it’s just deep inside it

what lies beneath part 2

what lies beneath part 2

the night you shared with Ellie was beyond a night you thought you'd never have with anyone else, the way she held you while you slept through the night into the morning was the most safe you've ever felt with anyone. you never thought your life would be spent with a demonic sadistic psychopath, but if it meant staying with her forever you didn't mind one bit. you woke up the morning after the amazing sex you had and yawned muscles sore and achy but manageable. Ellie was purring behind you, eyes closed and steady breathing, you never knew demons slept. you often thought they were the devils spawns only built in this world to kill and demolish souls but...not Ellie. she was different and you knew it. you decided to get up and wash off before you made breakfast for the two of you, so you did just that and softly removed her arm that was draped around your waist. you made your way to the bathroom and washed yourself off, changed your close and brushed your teeth. breakfast for you was scrambled eggs, bacon and a side of hashbrowns. breakfast for her was a dead squirrel, you learned very quickly that she needed dead things and not human food. the smell of the soulless squirrel woke the deadite up, she looked to see an empty bed with just her in it and panicked. thinking you had left her after the most amazing time she had with you. how could you just up and leave her. she growled and screeched scaring the living piss out of you. you ran to the room to check on her and she grabbed you by the throat pinning you against the wall. your eyes went wide and she bared an angry snarl, the kind you always hear as it vibrated through her chest. "E...Ellie baby it's me". you said calmly through her strong grip. "y...ou left me here". she said hissing. "n..no baby, i cleaned myself off and made breakfast for us. you were sleeping a...and i didn't want to wake you." you said slightly above a whisper. you always knew whispering calmed the demon down, so you prayed that tactic would work. she softened her grip and put you down still looking, searching for a hint of a lie. "baby I'd never leave you". you said putting your hand on her pale cheek rubbing softly. she leaned into the touch and closed her eyes. "c'mon i made you something". you said pulling her with you. to your surprise she followed with out hesitance. when she reached the kitchen with you her mouth instantly watered, the dead squirrel was laying across the plate with a glass filled with blood on the side. watching her eat was a little unnerving but you already knew how she ate her food was how she ate you. the thoughts about last night still swim through your head like a wave, and she knew what she did to you physically. she looked up from her food seeing you watching her and she smiled a bloody smirk, teeth dripping with sin. "b...baby"? you spoke softly. her nose flared and she could smell your arousal, she wiped her mouth and stood up walking over to you to check if what she smelt was indeed what you wanted. she looked into your eyes and saw the needs, the wants, the lust and desires. she knelt down in front of you and purred between your legs taking in a long inhale. "baby please". you whined putting your fingers in her hair. she stood back to her feet and picked you up laying you on the kitchen table. you unbuttoned her shirt slowly running your hands up and down her torso once the shirt was off. "t...take me baby". you moaned softly. "i need you". you softly bit your lip seeing her gaze burn holes through your own eyes. she pulled down the sweat pants you gave her to wear and low and behold the strap she fucked you with last night was between her legs. she must have forgotten to take it off when she fell asleep. she stepped between your legs and slid right in with no warning stealing your breath and connecting her lips to yours, collecting every gasp moan and whimper you gave her. your hands cupped her ass pulling her closer to feel her deeper inside of you. locking your legs around her waist a pornographic moan slipped past your throat into the apartment.