#have a nice weekend anon ily!
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I feel like Ian giving Mickey the chin would either a.) make Mickey laugh in an endearing way like “you’re cute when you’re mad” b.) annoy him because he just hates when they fight c.) turn him on “playing hard to get gallagher” vibes
a) pls I'm just thinking of Mickey being so fond of his pissy husband and kissing his pouty cheeks with a smile 😭
b) yeah! I like to think he gets Ian to talk about what's bothered him and try and fix it, but I also think it sometimes ends up w him giving ian the chin too. Can you imagine? Both of them going around like '😤'. But still being next to each other cause they're clingy bitches 😌
c) lmaoooo. Like in 11x03 when Ian slaps him and mickey's brain goes offline for a second. No thoughts head empty except rail me agsfghk
#it always makes me 😯😍 when people read and respond to my tags lol. thanks anon! ily!#asks#anon#hope you have a nice and relaxing weekend 🥰
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sd! toto? this man is the biggest sugar daddy material hands down, like a billionaire. maybe the reader is student at Harvard (i know this type of prompt has been used many times but I can’t think of anything else 😭) she’s studying to be a professor and can’t seem to be paying her student loans. And her friend invited her over to the paddock for the weekend to get her mind off of her studies and relax, where she then meets Toto and there’s a attraction which then leads to him being her secret sugar daddy?
-jenson anon ❤️
jenson anon you are so sexy for this idea ily bae <3333
you thought you knew him from somewhere; your friend ran in all the high end, luxury circles because of who her parents were and when she introduced you to the team principal of mercedes; you knew you had seen him before.
he remembered you before you remembered him - the two of you had met when he did a lecture at harvard. you were telling him that you were getting your PhD so become a professor and he said if you ever changed your mind, you could come work for them.
you never bothered with his comment, you figured you'd never see him again; you had been too busy to even think about that. between school and working to be able to pay for school, you barely had time to breathe.
the only reason you were there is cause your friend's parents paid for everything.
the afternoon goes by, everyone gets busy and your friend eventually disappears when she sees someone she knows.
you were sat in merc hospitality, having a coffee when someone asked if they could sit with you. you look over and see toto.
you tell him go ahead and you two make small talk. he asks how the PhD is going, you tell him it's slowly killing you.
"what do you mean?" the man pushes his glasses up a bit, looking at you.
you shrug, "I might die before I pay back the loans I have." you joked, not really tho.
toto shook his head, "so stupid that you need loans to go to school, to work just to pay back the loans."
"tell me about it." you sighed, spinning the cup around on the table. it goes quiet for a bit before he speaks. "let me pay for it."
you look at him like he's insane, "no, absolutely not. you're very kind for offering but I cannot let you do that."
"why not? it's a good use of my money."
"I wouldn't be able to pay you back, it would kill me to just take the money from you."
toto nods, telling you he understood and the conversation drops.
"we can work something out," he starts and you cut him off, "I can't afford that-"
"no, not like that. uh, so I was thinking more along the lines of you just giving me some company."
you get what he meant and you can't help but laugh. "I'm not looking to be a sugar baby."
"no of course not," he shook his head, "just two friends who benefit from each other?"
"well when you put it like that." you nod, smiling.
toto asked you to join him for the races over your summer break, in exchange he paid for your next two semesters.
you got to travel the world and he got the company he wanted, while your school was paid for.
it was nice, you got to explore on the days you didn't join him on track. he left a card with you which you used for emergencies but he left it with you incase you wanted to shop or stop to eat somewhere. you two had dinner together almost every night, unless he was working late.
he spoiled you with lavish clothing and jewellery to match; you told him it was too much and he said you needed to fit in with the crowd so he's just making sure you don't stick out.
you both knew he just liked to spoil you, that was the whole thing.
the break in the race schedule came up, the drivers off to rest for the summer. toto asked if you'd like to join him in England, spend a few weeks with him relaxing.
you said okay; the 2 of you spent 2 of the 4 weeks in England, resting and getting to know each other properly- and by that I mean in bed.
one too many glasses of wine turned into flirting, into touches and stolen glances and eventually you two ended up going at it right on the deck.
the next 2 weeks were on an island, a little villa all to yourselves, rolling around in bed all morning, waking up to the sun and your lover kissing on you.
you returned to the paddock, toto a little more touchy than before but no one seemed to say anything even tho they noticed the change in the two of you.
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▸Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x braider!reader
▸Warnings: mentions of a brother, tooth-rotting fluff, mentions of LA GP with a different ending, fem!reader (she/her).
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Being a Formula One Driver had its perks, from obvious and big things such as traveling everywhere to not-so-obvious and small things like having your hair stylist travel to you when you needed them. After becoming an adult and famous, it took Lewis a couple of years to come to terms with his hair, how to style it, how to take care of it, and how to embrace the texture and volume. He felt finally whole when he reached that point, one where meaningless comments on the internet wouldn’t make him rethink his path, goals, and achievements. Of course, comments hurt, but being comfortable with yourself helped, and that was something Lewis learned.
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“Who’s Dee, by the way?”
“It’s Aiyden, my little brother. I call him Dee,” you explain before adding, “He’s finishing a Chemistry project with a few friends at school. He was tempted to skip but gave up after a pep talk on how school is important, and I would take forever doing your hair just so he could see you.”
Lewis nods while you explain, and then he’s chuckling just like minutes ago.
“I don’t mind waiting for him with you,” he winks.
You’re not sure if he’s being friendly, funny, or flirty, but any of these F words coming from the black guy in front of you are surely making your heart skip a beat.
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Saturday was even more of a rush, you almost didn’t see Lewis, but he texted before and after quali. So when Sunday came you were still trying to navigate the whole paddock thing, but a bit more comfortable about it. Aiyden was still acting as if it was his own version of Disney land and it was his first day discovering the adventure world. You were loving it for him, of course.
“Nice outfit,” Lewis whispers right beside you, catching you off guard and making you jump in surprise. You were in a corner, just texting a friend, and checking your next few appointments while Ayiden went to meet Charles and you thought Lewis would be there until he came back, but it wasn’t the case.
“You’re sneaky,” you chuckled, straightening your instance and looking into his face only to notice he was already staring at you.
“You look cute when you’re focused,” he winks, before adding, “and when you’re scared too.”
“You look cute when you joke like this,” throwing back at him you didn’t expect for his brows to furrow in confusion.
“You think I’m joking?”
“Aren’t you?”
Lewis giggles. He giggles and you can’t help but smile with the sound and the way his lips part while his eyes squint. “I’m not.”
“You’re not?!”
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 ₊˚ˑ༄
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @hayillaaaaaaa request: Was scrolling to see your posts and i think daily anon hates me :<
Since reqs are open, can i have vbs kaito, rui, an and tsukasa with a gn! Reader thats always spaced out? Like everytime someone talks to them theyre like staring into some clouds or not listening, like the type of person to say whats on their mind, the embodiment of ._., please and thankyou♥️(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡
(if possible, can it be headcanons not oneshot?)
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Nahhh I'm sure they don't ToT
Also HELP I JUST NOTICES YOU ALSO ASKED FOR AN ILY
Anyway! I relate to spacing out sm so it was like both, calling out myself and writing comfort for myself lol But okey! End of rambles! I hope you'll like it!!
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff
✧ VBS!KAITO most likely doesn't space out much but he's definitely interested in it! He's more the type to constantly think of something tho...
✧ not to the level when he's like sleeping but to the level he get's some cool ideas!
✧ so you two be sitting next to each other while he's thinking of something or trying to create new beat while you're spacing out
✧ what's funniest, he doesn't even realize it sometimes! It's just someone nudging him and being like "your lover's spacing out" or so
✧ but he usually let's you be in your dreams, he's always worried you may be having some nice idea going on and he knows how unpleasant it is when someone breaks your thinking process
✧ he even tried carrying you once it was necessary since he didn't wanted to wake you up... but he obviously woke you up by picking you up either way
✧ so now, if it's absolutely necessary, he just places his hand on your shoulder and gently shakes you while saying your name
✧ he's still curious tho! So he might just ask you what was it you were thinking of but he's not gonna force you to say it in any way
✧ but if you do decide to tell him, there's small chance you're gonna give him the exact inspiration he needed!
"Y/N...? Y/N...? Oh, you're finally awake. Sorry to disturb you, just MEIKO wants to clean counter you're laying on and... I'd rather not to go against her..."
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@bleachtheidiot @hayillaaaaaaa - come get your soft gentleman~
✧ An may not be experiences in spacing out, but she most likely interacted with people that do!
✧ like in a Weekend Garage for example! She definitely had customers or maybe even usuals that spaced out every now and then
✧ so when her partner's spacing out, she somehow finds it so cute!!
✧ the way your eyes are staring in the nothing, the way that you're so focused... SHE LOVES IT!
✧ definitely tried sneakily taking photo of you just to wake you up from your little dreamland
✧ she's also curious about what you were thinking about so intently! But if she sees it's making you uncomfortable, she'll change the topic and offer coffee for waking up
✧ but if you blush... it might be too much for her poor heart too handle... Because how the heck are you so cute?!
✧ it's easy to say, she loves when you space out and the fact you so that often is like blessing for her! So she's always stealing quick glances at you to see if you're not spacing out right now
✧ she usually doesn't even want to wake you up! But if she absolutely HAS TO... she'll poke your cheek or boop your nose! And if it doesn't work~ she's just like "oh well!" and takes it as a sign to leave you be and enjoy the view <3
"You were so cute! You were spacing out and you were focusing on my nose! Hehe~ I have to take picture of that next time~"
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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @bad-the-an-enjoyer @qxmmi - come get your star girl!
✧ Tsukasa may be suspected of also spacing out... but it's actually just imagination! He's sometimes I'm his world yes, but it's only when he's rambling and who knows? Maybe it's his voice that's do loud even he can't hear others?
✧ either way, he can't tell when you're spacing out and when you're just focusing... but he still wants to help so he usually takes the 50/50 chance!
✧ there are times when he waves his hand in front of your face and guesses correctly
✧ but other time, he does exact same thing when you're just focusing on what he's saying and... it can be a bit annoying...
✧ but he'll apologize if he makes any mistake! And if he guessed, he's gonna repeat whole thought from beginning since he doesn't know where you spaced out and somehow moves back to rambling instead of asking where to start from...
✧ he may get curious about your constant spacing out and ask what you're thinking of, but it's usually very polite, not wanting to accidentally ask you something you're uncomfortable with
✧ he's also always very gentle when waking you up, if talking to you and waving his hand in front of your face won't work... he'll gently place his hand on your shoulder and it's only exception to gently shake you
✧ boy's so worries he might scare or hurt you by accident, he just plays it off safe
✧ it's also pretty hilarious for 3rd party to watch how loud voice suddenly goes quiet just to wake up person that seemingly is sleeping with eyes open when they can't even focus due to how loud his voice is...
"Spacing out again? What are you thinking about so often? Oh! But you don't have to tell me if you don't want to!"
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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @bad-the-an-enjoyer @yulikesminori @alicewinterway18 @nenes-numberonefan @hakulivesformusic - come get your future star!
✧ Rui does that too, trust me. Maybe not as often as you but he knows how it is
✧ except you space out during simple chat, and he spaces out when he works!
✧ anyway, thanks to this little experience of his, he inmidietly realizes why you stopped blinking and why you're focusing on one point
✧ he'll first chuckle before waving his hand in front of your face and saying something like "earth to y/n"
✧ if you apologize after, he'll only find it more amusing, he's gonna comfort you he doesn't mind while in fact he enjoys extra reason to tease you
✧ he doesn't mind repeating himself tho, he usually asks when did you zoned out but he usually guesses in his head the moment correctly either way!
✧ he also likes to ask what were you thinking so much about, but it's your choice if you tell him or not, and he'll respect that decision
✧ if he sees you're not comfortable with him asking that, he'll remember it for the future and quickly change topic back to your original chat
✧ but if you don't mind telling him~ prepare him to go "thinking about [topic] again?" and scaring you as he wakes you up, all that followed by his laugh
"Boo!! Hahaha~! I'm sorry, darling. I just couldn't help myself! But you looked so cute with that shock expression on your face, you can't deny it~"
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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @bl4cktourmaline @r4wrclwz @superstar-ethereal @stellas-starry-stories13 @alicewinterway18 @nenes-numberonefan @hakulivesformusic - come get your crazy inventor~
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PICKUP OR DELIVERY CURRENTLY HAS ME CHECKING TO SEE IF ITS UPDATED EVERY HOUR LIKE A DOPE FIEND. ILY AND UR WRITING PLELASE WRITE MORE
loving the enthusiasm anon, and thank you for the love!! i worked on chapter 3 for the better part of my weekend but i'm cursed to work the 9-5 grind all week so you may not get it until next weekend 😭 but i'm very excited so here's a barely edited snippet for ya (below the cut)
Evan eyed the restaurant as they pulled into the parking lot, then turned to Barty to ask, “Is this place fancy?”
Barty shrugged noncommittally. It wasn’t anything Michelin star worthy, but he supposed it could be classified as “upscale”. He only knew about it because he’d worked there as a line cook for 8 months before having an incredibly dramatic fallout with one of the servers, Lily, that resulted in both of them being fired for “causing a scene” and “breaking company property” and “violating the health code”. It served pasta dishes with fancy names that cost more money than what they were worth, and from what he’d seen, it seemed to be a hot spot for anniversary dinners, first dates, and birthdays.
“It’s pretty nice,” is what he settled on.
Evan hummed, then muttered, mostly to himself, “Explains the tie.” Barty had indeed chosen to wear a tie for the occasion. Well, he’d stolen Regulus’ tie. It was paired with his nicest button down (it only had one stain) and his nicest pair of jeans (they only had one hole).
Evan reached out to feel the emerald green silk. He rubbed it gently between his fingers, cataloging the feel of it while Barty watched, frozen, hyperaware that one wrong move might deter him.
When Evan lifted the end of the tie and pulled at it gently to bring it closer to his face for inspection, the pressure of the fabric against his neck pulled a small choking noise from Barty’s throat. At the sound, Evan’s ice blue gaze snapped up and Barty felt his mouth drop open slightly.
Evan seemed to register something in Barty’s expression, because his eyes narrowed and his head cocked slightly, but he didn’t draw back. Instead, he slowly and carefully pulled the tie, and Barty with it, closer to him. Then he wrapped the fabric around his wrist and twisted his arm gently until the loop of the tie was tight around Barty’s throat.
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hi nevy!! when you have the chance, could u please do a chloe price X AFAB reader where the reader had a really stressed day and texts chloe to come over to their house/dorm late at night? just to be comforted. u can include soft & loving smut if you want! (as well as massages😅). thank you so much. p.s i love you & ur page.
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𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Chloe Price x Fem!Reader
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, smut, extreme amounts of fluff, fingering ( r! receiving ), pet names, massages and vanilla lotion?, mentions of stress and having a rough day, top!chloe, bottom!reader
𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope
𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - so sorry for taking so long I thought I lost the request but it just wasn't showing up lmao but here it is! ily and I did see that anon message you sent me to change it up! ty so much and ily ty for reading!
REBLOGS ARE EXTREMELY APPRECIATED
Everything that could've gone wrong, had and everything you needed to do had been done in the worst ways possible.
You couldn't wait to sleep as you clicked open your dorm room door, making it slam behind you hurrying to change into your sleep shorts and shirt praying that you could forget the day and tomorrow would be much better.
You soon collapsed onto your little twin bed and letting your bag fall to the floor. Your books spilling out onto your rug but you could care less as you shoved your face into your comforter.
As the minutes passed your phone vibrated again and again, hand slamming down on the screen before pulling it over to just take a little look.
And the screen turned on displaying at least five messages from Chloe asking if you'd died on your way back and to text her that you were okay or she was breaking in.
Quickly you typed a response that explained your dilemma and threw your phone once more ignoring the vibrations that continuously came after from your concerned girlfriend.
Closing your eyes you slowly began to drift off uncaring about your uncomfortable position and that all your lights had been left on and your work scattered across the little dorm room floor. You just wanted the weekend to begin and to pretend you had nothing to do you let yourself sink into the mattress and enter dreamland.
That was until the door flew open with a hell of a lot of force and you nearly fell off the bed with a shriek. Sitting up and turning around as fast as you could thinking of something to use as a weapon until the sight of faded blue hair entered your view.
"Chloe! How the fuck did you get in here?" "Open window, some brunette chick let me in, her boyfriend was supposed to be there."
You laughed only thankful she wasn't a kidnapper nor a robber.
"And you so gracefully showed up in his place?" She nodded and moved to lay on top of you, snuggling into your neck while kicking off her shoes.
"I thought you got kidnapped my the Prescotts in order to fulfill their weekly satanic offering." "Not a chance, I'd only get them a couple of coins." She sat up and sloppily kissed your cheek staring down at your face. "I disagree hotstuff."
You'd usually throw something back, but you only stared tiredly at her, lightly kissing her nose.
"M'sorry though, I've just had a rough day." "I can help." She lifted off of you and sat up on your bed, patting the spot next to her. "C'mon I'll help you unleash some stress." You rolled your eyes but complied only to be stopped before you laid down.
"Shirt, off. Let me get a glance." She teased you causing you to feel hot under her gaze and let out a bashful chuckle. "Chloe what?" "I'm gonna help you out and make sure you relax with a nice back rub but I wanna see those titties as payment." "Chloe!"
Despite smacking her arm at the boyish comment you did want that offer of the back rub, taking your shirt off and then unhooking your bra letting it fall down your arms. Chloe helping guide it to the ground, kissing your cheeks as she stood up again
"You got any lotion?" "In the closet, the pink basket second shelf."
There was a comfortable silence between you both for a moment, hearing her ruffling around in there and getting what she wanted.
"Have you ever actually given a massage, Chloe?"
"Nope."
She came back over as you laid down, resting your head on the backs of your hands. Sinking when the bed dip once more and then the feeling of the cold lotion being squeezed onto your back and the scent of vanilla flooding your nose, mindlessly shifting around at the temperature of the lotion but nonetheless smiling at the sensation.
Her hands then began to dig into your back, light moans falling past your lips as she rubbed the knots from your back. Caressing yours shoulders as deeply as she could go without hurting you but you doubt she could it felt so damn good.
"Oh fuck.." You muttered cheek squished into the bed as she moved down your back. Palms digging into your lower back. "That feels so good Chlo.." She could tell even if you hadn't told her, the little whines and high pitched noises coming from your lips gave it away.
It ran straight through her to her core, your shorts riding up that exposed the fact that you had neglected to put on your panties when you changed from your day clothes leaving your little pink garments to begin to ride up your thighs.
"Will you do more up here?" Chloe hummed hands moving up to rub the tops of your sore shoulders from carrying your bag all day. Your ass unintentionally pushing towards her as you squirmed at the tension being rubbed away.
"That feels so fucking good."
Her hands slowly crept back down after you'd quietly asked her to return to your hips, massaging down your sore body.
Her warm hands then landed on your thighs, creeping up towards your butt, seeing you move around at the feeling. Eyes still closed and hands tucked up underneath you.
"Chloe." You muttered feeling a familiar ache entering between your legs, eyes peeling open to glance at her practically straddling you as she grabbed at your thighs. "Yeah?" "Please." You whispered.
She looked at your tired face, bending to meet her eyes and you were fully exhausted pushing your ass towards her once more.
Chloe loved to tease, loved to draw it out but something about your pretty puppy dog eyes had her weak in the knees and ready to do whatever you wanted her to, without even saying a word.
Moving her fingers up to push aside the thin and tiny crotch of the shorts over to reveal your glistening cunt. Already wet and begging for her to touch you, at least a little, just a little bit and that she did pushing forwards.
Her hand gripping one of your asscheeks giving her a better view of your pussy, wanting to tease and make you all hot and flustered. But you already were, shyly watching her run her thumb up and down your folds watching your eyes flutter shut and then open once more.
Your mouth parting as you let out a little gasp.
"How's that feel Sweetstuff?" You let out a little whine, trying to force some sort of words out to respond but you couldn't, everything felt so nice and you were just so tired but so needy for her.
"Yeah?" She laughed to herself, rubbing her fingers around your clit that tingled and ached for her, soaking up every little touch of hers.
"Chlo.. feels s'good–" You muttered still squished against the mattress, her fingers picking and her other hand pushing your asscheek farther apart getting the best angle for you as she finally pushed two fingers into your tight hole.
You moaned slightly louder at this, mouth opening further and head picking up just a bit off the bed. Fingering you at a pace that made your entire body move with each thrust of her hand.
"M'gonna cum Chlo..." You cried, tears pricking your eyes at the pleasure, Chloe grabbing your hips and pulling them upward more letting your ass stick up into the air before continuing on with her activities with a grin.
"Go ahead babe, let go and cum on my fingers."
Your fingers lazily clutched the sheets as your muffled moans were released into the bed. Creaming around her fingers before your lower half was dropped once more riding out your orgasm before the exhaustion fully hit you.
Fingers slowly leaving your cunt – your entire body dropping onto the bed while Chloe moved away to clean you up with whatever she could find.
Knowing that when she turned back around you had basically fallen asleep, muttering small ' thank you's ' and ' I love you's ' to her while she covered you with your comforter and shut the lights off, crawling up beside you.
And even while exhausted and practically asleep you reached for her and held her close still muttering incoherent things to her.
"Goodnight Good-looking." "Ngh shh."
#chloe price smut#chloe x reader#chloe#chloe price x reader#chloe price#life is strange#life is strange x reader#lis#lis remastered#nevy writes
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Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Chris x Male reader (Cause he fr is a Bi king and deserves all the love in the world) Where it takes place during the game, and the reader wasn't apart of the joke but Josh believes he was and tries to put him in the traps (I think thats a good for it) and when Chris finds out it was Josh he gets really upset. You can kinda decide the rest of it. If you don't want to do this request thats totally okay, I completely understand.
(Also can i be the 🍄 Anon? Again it's totally okay to not refuse) Love you and have a nice day!
GREETINGS 🍄ANON!! OF COURSE YOU CAN! I LOVE YOU TOO💗💕 So, Chris x reader in this is a pre-established relationship, I didn't want to do the 'will they, won't they' he had with Ashley in the game cus I wanted to write him already in a relationship with youuuuuuu💘 I'm very glad that 'Chris is Bi' is canon in our collective minds, this page believes in Bi Chris supremacy 🙇🙇♀️🙇♂️ This is so goddamn long i'm sorry lol tryin something new that's all. I really like this btw pls request more,🍄 anon. ily. BTW IM SO SORRY YOUVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE AUGUST PLEASE IM SO SORRY. Tiny Tw for gore and panic attacks, honestly if you're fine with the game you should be alright it's not too bad just thought I'd mention it in case yk?
Guilty Until Proven Innocent
Chris Hartley x M!Reader
Fluff, Angst, Comfort, kinda slow-burn (plot wise)
During-Game
Prologue
Chris and Josh layed passed out on the kitchen counters, Beth did the dishes, you cleaned the kitchen. You heard hushed laughter through the double doors that led to the main room, they were surely doing some late night pranks on each other, you rolled your eyes and continued cleaning.
"Did you see that?" Beth asked, searching for something outside.
"What?" You tore your eyes from the surface you were cleaning to watch her.
"Dad said it'd just be us this weekend." She mumbled.
"What's up Beth?"
"I think someone's out there."
You went over to the windows to see if you could find what she saw and she began trying to wake Josh.
"I can't see anything. Where did you see whatever you saw?" You asked but got no response, you turned to see her reading a note.
"I think something's happening to Hannah." She sighed, "Woah, what the fuck?"
Her eyes were on the window, you turned around and saw something running past. You both ran out of the kitchen to see everyone else running to the wide open main doors to the outside.
You quickly found out they had pranked Hannah, humiliating her, causing her to run away in embarrassment. Beth ran off after her alone, you and Sam got everyone inside. You thought the twins would be back soon, you left the door unlocked so they'd be able to get in once they did.
Chapter One
You and Chris sat beside each other on the bus, sharing earbuds, listening to the unsettling video Josh filmed and sent you. He looked out the window, staring at the breathtaking mountain and the snow falling onto the ground outside. You gently laid your head on his heavily layered shoulder. Once the video ended you put the regular music back on.
"I love you." Chris smiled.
You pulled him into a sweet kiss. "Love you too babe."
"He loves me!" Chris exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air with a big goofy smile on his face.
"Always." You rolled your eyes playfully, big smile on your face too.
"Okay, so... when we get to the lodge... what do ya wanna do?" Chris asks.
"Uhh, I dunno, it honestly feels a little weird to be going back you know?" You answer, an uneasy feeling in your gut.
"Yeah, I know. But, trust me, Josh is super siked to have everyone back this weekend. I really think this'll help." He comforts you, gently picking up your hand, giving it a loving squeeze.
"Okay, I trust you." You relent. Still feeling uneasy but pushing that feeling deep down as to not let it ruin your weekend away.
~~
"Cable car's gonna be a while hun. We should look around." Chris says, placing his bag on the bench and leading you around the back of the Cable car station.
"Hey, didn't you say Sam would be here?" You ask him, looking at the wanted poster on the side of the building
"Huh? Oh yeah, she said she'd go earlier, she went up with Jess I think." He replies, distracted by the gun he's holding.
"Where did you find that?" You jumped in surprise, staring at the gun too.
"Oh, there's a shooting range over here." He answered nonchalantly.
He walked over to it, you followed. Once you were beside him, he began shooting the makeshift targets, looking proud of himself and his aim.
"See that babe? I could protect you from all kinds of dangerous things, no sweat." Chris boasts, his big silly smile lighting his face in an ethereal manner. You pull him into your embrace and kiss him sweetly.
"Have I told you how much I love you?" You whispered, staring deeply into his love filled gaze.
"Probably but I'm not gonna tell you to stop." He smiles fondly.
"Good." You say before kissing him again
Chapter Two
You and Chris reached the lodge together, there you found everyone in the group besides Mike, Jess and Emily, the latter were probably busy fighting out in the snow whilst Mike watched so you ignored that and went to sit on the steps beside Ashley whilst Chris spoke with Josh.
You could hear them both laughing and chatting lightheartedly, the sound made you happy. Last time you'd seen Josh he was an emotional wreck, unable to talk through his sobs, seeing him so positive now helped further suppress that uneasy feeling within you. The boys stepped up the stairs towards the main door only to find the lock frozen.
"We're gonna go find another way in." Chris informs you.
You stand to kiss his cheek "I wish you luck, brave traveller." You put on a silly accent.
"Your affection, Good Sir, is all the luck I need." He kisses your hand.
~~
Everyone entered the lodge, chattering idly before Josh lent down to get a fire started, not long after, Mike and Jess enter, with Emily on their heels. As usual, a fight started almost immediately between the two girls, Josh interrupted once he got too frustrated with their petty argument. He instructed Mike and Jess to visit the cabin in the woods, Emily instructed Matt to help her find some bag she lost on the hike upto the lodge, Sam left to take a bath and Ashley to put her things in her room, leaving you and Chris alone with Josh.
You made your way towards Chris, taking off your coat and hanging it beside Chris'.
"Aww look, our coats are in love too!" Chris comments cheesily.
"Romantic." You smile at him.
"You lovebirds almost done?" Josh interrupts.
You and Chris roll your eyes at him and walk over to the frozen stiff sofas, sitting next to each other for warmth.
"So, Josh, you said no ones been up here?" You asked.
"Yup, not in a whole year. Why?" He answered.
"I'm sure you know about it but down at the base of the cable car I saw a wanted poster for somebody. Do you know if that's anything we should be worried about this weekend?" You inquired, with a lighthearted tone to cover the nerves.
"What? No I had no idea. I'm sure it's fine though, don't worry about it." He stated before turning back to the fire.
~~
Josh sent you and Chris down into the basement to look for the spirit board whilst he helped Sam with the boiler.
You both searched the old cardboard boxes for the spirit board Josh mentioned. It seems you were taking the search more seriously however.
"Woah Y/N check this out!" Chris called out from behind a shelf.
You followed his voice to where he was standing, rummaging through a cardboard box with 'costumes' written on the side in black sharpie.
"What's up?" You ask.
"Babe! Look at all this cool old junk!" He takes out a creepy mask and brings it upto his face.
"Still hot." You remarked causing him to smile beneath the mask.
"I kn-" Chris is cutoff by the sound of Sam and Josh entering the basement, chatting idly.
He quietly puts on a robe, also found in the box, and the mask. You stifle a laugh and find a costume of your own to put on, Chris leaves to continue searching for the spirit board. Once you're fully dressed, Chris has already found it and hidden it in his robe. You both begin shaking boxes as a distraction, you hear Sam and Josh discuss the noises then begin to follow them.
You snuck ahead, so that when Chris jumped out and began chasing them, you'd have a head start. Sam continues forward, slowly. Chris jumps out at Sam, making a big noise and running after her, she throws down a mat in hopes of slowing him down. That's when you join in, chasing after the duo, making Sam scream louder. Once they reach the door Sam begins banging on it, swiftly finding it locked.
A few moments of panic pass then Chris murmurs "Hey."
"What?" Sam struggles to catch her breath.
"Hey." Chris continues.
"What the hell?" Sam finishes.
You both remove your masks, laughing. "Boom. You just got punked."
Chris and Josh share a high five as Sam finally catches her breath. Josh unlocks the basement door after a bit, Chris, Josh and you start teasing Sam. Once you reach the top of the stairs you see that Ashley is waiting by the fireplace.
Chris makes some cute dumb joke, Sam leaves to finally bathe, then you go with Chris to help him set up the spirit board.
Chapter Three
Josh lights the last few candles, you sit next to Chris, giving him a sweet kiss on his cheek as Ashley sits herself in front of the board.
Chris let's Ashley ask the spirit questions. At first they are simple, silly questions, but they quickly turn serious as the spirit reveals themselves to be one of Josh's deceased sisters. Chris struggles to keep an upbeat mood, Ashley begins to panic further and Josh's face sunk, you can see regret and guilt fill his eyes.
The pointer starts moving erratically across the board, spelling 'proof' and 'library' then suddenly, the table jumps up and the spirit board and pointer fly across the room. Josh freaks out and leaves the room, Ashley scolds you and Chris, thinking you were playing another prank then leaves to find Josh.
"So, I guess we should go find that proof in the library, right?" You ask cautiously. Chris nods solemnly and leads you down to the library. Once you reach it you both look around for a few moments before a series of books are tossed from there place on the bookshelf, a button is found in their place.
"Should I push it?" You ask nervously.
"That's what buttons are for I guess..." Chris responded, a shaky tone to his typically jokey demeanour.
The bookshelf opened, revealing a hidden room, Chris entered before you got the chance to offer. Whilst you're sure it's more eagerness and curiosity, your heart flutters at the idea that he didn't want to risk you getting hurt.
"Woah Y/N, come look at this." He says, a quiet terror to his voice.
You enter the room and take the picture he's holding, examining it. Its nothing special, just a cute photo of the twins, you look at the other side.
I WILL TAKE THEM AND BLEED
THEM LIKE PIGS AND RIP THEIR
SOFT WHITE SKIN OFF! FUCKING
16 YEARS. 16 YEARS I WAITED
FOR PRETTY LITTLE
HANNAH AND BETH
...
Jesus...
Jesus fucking christ...
You feel vomit clawing it's way up your throat.
This note...
Is the most vile thing you've ever read in your life.
And...
It looks like,
it's written,
in blood.
"Hey, hey, babe..." Chris' ever soothing voice cuts through the white noise in your head.
"I feel sick." You whisper. Chris takes the photograph from you and places it back on the desk he found it on.
"I know, it's horrible." He gently holds you, running his comforting fingers through your hair.
You stay in his arms for what feels like forever. Eventually you calm down and pull away. "So uh," Your voice is cracking still, "we should show Josh that picture right?"
"Yeah, when you're ready though. I don't want to push you." He caresses your cheek.
You breathe out slowly, "I'm okay. Let's go."
The pair of you leave the tiny room, he holds your hand, and walk through a long hallway. Eventually you reach set of double doors, you open the door first only to be grabbed by someone in a weird mask and knocked out.
Chris bangs on the door after you, when it opens for him, he spots you unconscious on the floor, Ashley laying beside you, then the person in the mask knocks him unconscious.
Chapter Four
You slowly awaken, in a cold dark room, feeling your arm muscles ache. They're held above your head, hanging from a hook attached to a wooden wall. You hear soft breathing beside you and turn your head towards the sound.
Somebody hangs there, in the same position as you, you call out to them, trying to wake them. When they don't respond you try to kick them softly but they're too far away and your legs can't stretch far enough to reach them.
A few more minutes of trying to wake them pass when you hear Chris and Ashley's voices getting louder and louder, shouting your name. Eventually they enter the shed you're in.
"Chris? Ashley? We're in here!" You called out as loud as you could.
"Y/N? Baby boy I'm coming, don't worry sweetheart!" Chris exclaims, following your voice towards a large window and locked door.
The lights turn on, you see Chris and Ashley through the window and finally recognise the figure beside you to be Josh.
A weird creepy voice starts talking, Josh finally wakes up.
The voice explains that Chris will have to choose between you or Josh. The other will be sawn in half.
Josh and Ashley cry out in terror, you and Chris in desperation. The saw starts spinning. Ashley runs away from the window, not wanting to witness the bloodshed of two of her dear friends.
"I, I won't let you die Y/N, I promise baby, I promise." Chris cries, pained to betray his best friend.
He does just that. Pulling the lever in front of him causes the saw to travel towards Josh.
Closer.
Closer.
Closer.
The most gut-wrenching cry possible, coming from Josh and Chris, you feel your own tears spilling, and Josh's red, hot, metallic blood splashing onto you.
What feels like hours pass but is really just a few seconds. The screaming creases but the blade keeps spinning. The door unlocks and whips open, Chris runs to you and unties your wrists.
When you fall he holds you, when you find yourself unable to move he carries you out, when you need him he's there, always.
The chill of the winter air freezes your tears, and Josh's blood. Chris hugs you tighter as he sobs.
"They're over here." Ashley calls to someone. Matt and Emily come into view along side her.
"Jesus, is what Ash said true? Some killer is on the mountain.?" Matt asks, stunned by your appearance. All you can do is weap louder and nod slowly, which is more than Chris, who continues to hold onto you and sob.
Their words turn to white noise. The only thing you can hear is the sound of Josh's scream and his blood spluttering everywhere.
Chapter Six
You and Chris returned to the lodge to search for Sam whilst the others returned to the cable car. Chris looked around the upstairs rooms and you checked the bathroom only for everything to turn out empty.
"Hey, Chris?" You stop suddenly, "I can't imagine how bad that was, having to choose between us, but... I appreciate it babe. I really love you Chris."
"I love you too." He sighs, "Let's find Sam, yeah?"
You nod, following him downstairs into the theatre.
"Y/N, you alright?" He stops to check up on you.
"I'm a bit better. But not much." You smile solemnly, he takes your face into his hands as he kisses your nose.
"I know babe, we're gonna get the hell of this mountain and never look back I promise." Chris pauses, studying your face, he looks at you like he's just fallen in love all over again.
"We just need to find Sam then we can go?" You finish his sentence after a couple of seconds.
"Find Sam then we can go."
~~
You found yourselves in the cellar after a series of creepy noises and doors slaming. Once you calm yourselves you start looking around, finding a pink dollhouse with a weird lock on it. You think nothing of it and continue forward down the short hallway when suddenly a painting flies of the wall.
You let out a short yelp in surprise "Woah!"
"How does a painting fall of the wall like that?" Chris whispers to himself, bewildered.
You approached the spot on the wall where the painting once hung, to find a key in its place. You take it to the dollhouse and unlock it. Inside reveals seven dolls upstairs and four dolls downstairs.
The dolls upstairs are posed very deliberately, six dolls have their backs towards you whilst one faces you, without eyes. Looking closer you realise each of the dolls represent one of your group. And they are posed like your friends were in the video they filmed. The one that costed Hannah her life.
Downstairs, two dolls are sitting on the couch whilst only one was in the kitchen. A blond on the stairs. And one upstairs looks like you.
"What the hell?" You whisper.
"I know, this is real creepy." Chris answers.
"Yeah but look, that one," You point to the blond on the stairs, "is Sam. And this one," You point to the doll that looks like you, "is supposed to be me? But I was downstairs with Beth cleaning."
When you say that, the lights suddenly come to life, flickering, and things begin getting thrown off shelves. You and Chris jump in fright and, just as suddenly as they started, everything stopped.
"I'm getting sick of this now!" Chris cried, exasperated. "That's weird, let's just keep going. I want to get out of here fast as possible."
~~
After a pair effort of pushing the heavy metal door to the freezer, you both manage to get in, unfortunately it's a one way door meaning you will have to find a different way back.
Shivering, you groan "Uggh! Why they'd want to make it colder?" Regretting taking off your coat earlier.
"I don't know. Keep moving, that should heat you up a bit." He answers wrapping an arm around you to share his body heat, or maybe he just wants to be near you. "You know I'd offer my jacket if I had it." He smiles as you continue on as one.
"Aww, and they say chivalry is dead." You kiss his cheek, "I appreciate your hypothetical sacrifice."
You turn a corner and find something hanging from a meat hook. A creepy mask, and wearing what looked exactly like Sam's clothes.
"Oh my god is she..." you begin, horrified by the potential answer you'd receive.
Chris reached out to touch it, quickly discovering that is was only a creepy decoy of some kind.
After finding that, you both moved with haste. Time was potentially of the essence, Sam was definitely in danger and you could save her if you hurried, unless she was already dead, of course.
In the next room you found a chair in the middle. With some strands of blond hair poking out from behind it.
"Oh my god, Sam?" You called out, releasing yourself from Chris' arm and running towards the chair, swivelling it towards you. Sam sits in it, in only a towel, unconscious but breathing. "She's okay!" You call out to Chris, "Hey come help me ca-"
Chris' muffled screams interupt you, you turn to face him only to see the creeper in the mask from earlier has drugged him, now he lies knocked out on the floor. Then the freak tried to drug you.
Thinking quick you punch them square in the jaw, so hard they take several steps back, you have to force yourself not to apologise profusely, and to try to escape, but of course they have you cornered, and drug you before you get the chance to fully register everything that's happened. And your plunged into darkness yet again.
Chapter Seven
You awake in an extremely dark room, once again. This time chackled to a chair opposite, who you assume is, Chris, whom finds himself in the same position as you, except with one hand unchackled. In the darkness, you can barely make out a gun that lies on the table between you two.
"Chris?" You call out trying to wake him, after a few more tries he eventually comes to. When he does, the lights come on and, as dim as they are, they do help considerably.
Then you hear mechanical revving from above the both of you, looking up you see two more saws, identical to the one that killed Josh. And the voice comes back.
Chris uses his free hand to grab the gun and shoot the saws but to no avail. Then the voice explains the situation this time. Chris has to choose whether to kill himself, or you. If he refuses, you'll both die.
"Oh fuck." You whispered, letting tears fall.
"I love you. Please remember that honey, remember I love you. With everything in me." Chris smiles sadly.
"No. Chris no don't you fucking think about it. Don't you dare!" You cry as he lifts the gun to his neck.
"He said it's my choice right? Just close your eyes baby. It'll be okay. I promise it'll be okay." You shut your eyes tighter than you have ever in your life at his command.
"Please. Please just let it be me. Don't make me live in a world without you. Please Chris." You sob. Your pleas are met with one final 'I love you' then you hear the shot.
~~
The next few minutes are haunting. You can't hear anything, you don't feel anything. And you don't dare open your eyes. All of a sudden you hear a few more shots being fired and that killers evil, distorted voice taunting 'Chris'. Who is Chris? Your boyfriend? Didn't he die? What's happening?
Then you hear Sam and Mike's voices? What are they doing here? Now Sam is... beside you? Loosening whatever is binding your wrists? Now she's calling your name and placing an arm around you like she's trying to comfort you.
An argument ensues with the voices around you, Mike, Sam and, Josh? And Chris? What the hell is going on?
Mike yells something then you hear what you think is a punch and something large falling to the ground. Following after, Sam and Mike converse on the other side of the room, and Chris moves to hold you.
"Hey, hey babe, you can open your eyes. It's okay I'm here. I'm okay." Chris kisses your head softly, holding you tight. You take a few shaky breaths to calm yourself before opening your eyes.
And he's okay, he's still there. Chris didn't die.
The relief that floods you at the conformation brings more tears. You don't ask questions about what happened or why you heard Josh's voice when you felt him die beside you, you just cry into your beloveds chest because, as shitty as tonight has been, he's okay, he's still here, he didn't die.
~~
You, Chris and Mike took Josh out to the shed to tie him up until morning. Josh was rambling on about nonsense which was aggravating Mike, you and Chris trailed behind.
"Hey, I love you." You smiled, rubbing his cheek softly, "I didn't say that earlier. I was a bit stressed."
In response Chris just hugs you.
"Aww look, my best friend and the prick that almost broke my jaw!" Josh interupts angrily.
"You deserved it." Mike mumbles under his breath.
"I was scared. I had found Sam passed out half naked. You just drugged my boyfriend. Of course I was gonna punch you." You defend yourself, causing Josh to start rambling again.
Chris and Mike scold him for his disturbed actions throughout the night whilst you hang back, only occasionally joining in, one thing that still didn't make sense.
Why was the doll made to look like you sitting upstairs?
Once the group reached the shed, you remembered what grotesque horrors occurred here. Only for them to have been a facade.
In anger, Mike forced Josh to the ground and began doing, something, that was making Josh writhe in pain. Although typically you or Chris would've stepped in to make him stop, neither of you did. Your own anger halting you, plus Josh killed Jess according to Mike so you both felt he deserved some vengeance.
Honestly when Chris told you what Mike said Josh did, even though you'd been through a night of Hell at his hands, you still couldn't believe he'd actually done that to someone. No matter his reasons.
Josh denied the accusations, although none of you took him seriously, he was clearly not lucid. Even as the three of you berated him for everything he'd done, for his disturbed plan, he still defended it like it was something to be proud of.
Finally having enough, Mike grabbed him and pulled him towards a stool sat in front of a pillar but as Mike tried to tie him to it, Josh started thrashing around and eventually it took all three of you holding him down to finally tie Josh up.
Once you did Josh started rambling on again, but no-one was paying attention to him. Mike inquired on whether Chris had ever seen Josh act like this before but he hadn't.
When Josh was done with his rant he laughed creepily and started insulting you, still laughing after each sentence. Angry as you were, you didn't feel the need to defend yourself. He just looked so pathetic, you could've just threatened to punch him again and he would've shut up, but Chris really didn't take lightly to insults thrown at you.
He started to argue with Josh, who was clearly getting a kick out of tormenting the two of you, "I just can't believe you choose your pretty little boy toy over your best friend you dick! Ever heard of loyalty? That guy helped kill my sisters! But what? He's got you so cock drunk you can't think logically?! You tried to kill me for that dic-"
Chris hit a plank of wood over Josh's head so hard he was knocked unconscious.
After a momentary freak out, Mike tells you to take Chris back to the lodge before he 'beats Josh to death'. You do so but once you're out of eye shot you kiss him roughly.
"You're hot when you're angry." You whisper into the next kiss.
"You have terrible timing." He quipped making you chuckle.
The walk back was silent, your mind kept wandering back to what Josh had said, 'That guy helped kill my sisters'...
But you were in the kitchen all night. The dolls did show you upstairs, but you were in the kitchen all night. When you said that whilst inspecting the dolls, the lights flickered and shelves shook violently, like you were lying, but it wasn't a lie, you were in the kitchen all night.
Chapter Eight
"Ahhh!" A bloodcurdling scream pierces the uncomfortable silence over the three of you.
"What the hell?" Sam asked uneasily.
A few seconds later someone started banging on the door and screaming to be let in, Emily.
Chris ran to the door and opened it for her, she fell to the floor shuffling away from the door, then she screamed for him to shut it. You and Sam helped her to her feet and walked her to the couch, all the while trying to calm her and get answers.
Apparently Matt and Ashley abandoned her whilst she was hanging off the side of the fire tower, she fell into the mines, found some horrible shit, and was chased by something.
Eventually Mike came running in, immediately hugging Emily when he saw her. Then came another knock at the door.
After a quick discussion Mike and Chris walked stealthily towards the door. When you tried to join them, Chris told you to hang back to protect the girls if anything happened. But you heard the slight quiver in his voice. A few moments of hushed tension between the two pass before the bang of the door slamming open, followed shortly by loud thumping boots on the hard wood floor.
When the boys came back around the corner, they had a creepy old guy, with a few large weapons and three huge gas tanks on his back, quick on their heels, who then began to scold you all for returning to the mountain. Then after Mike mentioned the Washingtons owning the mountain, he stated that the mountain belongs to the 'Wendigo'.
Murmurs of confusion spark between your friends before the old guy continued on briefly before once again, being interrupted by the ever-argumentative Mike, who himself was shut down by Sam.
The old guy told everyone that there is a curse living in the mountains, that if anyone resorted to cannibalism on it, "the spirit of the Wendigo shall be unleashed.". Whilst everyone stared at him in disbelief or disgust he continued, not giving anyone time to question him, about needing somewhere safe to stay for the rest of the night, Sam offered the basement and the guy told you all to go down there.
"Guys... I ran off and left Josh when I heard screaming." Mike's voice was laced with regret.
"Where did you leave him?" The guy asked.
"In the shed." Mike answered.
"Oh, then your friend will already be dead." He responded ominously, matter of factly.
After hearing this, Chris' face contorts into something solemn yet unreadable. You could see the conflict in his eyes, you took his idle hand and interlinked your cold fingers with his colder ones, bringing his attention back to you. With glimmering eyes he looked into yours.
"I have to go after him." He said louder than he intended.
"What? No! No way, the guy just said he's dead!" You scolded through your teeth.
"I'm sorry babe, I have to go. If there's a tiny chance he's okay I have to try." He reasons with you.
"Please Chris, please don't. He just told us how dangerous being outside is! Please I don't want to you to risk yourself. Please baby." You plead but just as before he ignores your wishes in favour of his selflessness. You'd be angry if it were anyone but Chris, perfect, protective, selfless Chris. How could anyone angry at him?
"I'm supposed to be his best friend and I let him down." He sighed.
You lowered your head in resignation, nodding dejectedly. "Fine, just come back.".
"I plan on it, don't worry." He smiles, with a comforting lack of fear.
"Then I'll come with ye." The guy joins in.
"I don't need your h-" Chris begins
"Shut up and take him." You interrupt, "We'll wait for you downstairs. " You finish.
Everyone began towards the basement, Chris was pulled aside and spoken too by the guy. After their conversation was concluded, they walked briefly towards a side door. You followed behind, wanting to give Chris a quick kiss for luck, stopping to watch as the 'flamethrower guy', as Sam had dubbed him, handed Chris a shotgun. After another short conversation between the two, you found the perfect place to jump in.
"Hey." You called out.
"Hey." He smiled.
"Come back in one piece, okay?" You kissed him swiftly.
"I'll do my best." He assured you, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
"I trust your best." You sighed as he walked out into the unpredictable snowscape.
~~
The unsteady, suffocating silence filled with tension wore heavily in the air, making it hard to breathe. He'd be okay, he promised, you kept repeating his previous reassurances in your head, every second of agonising quiet you became more fidgety.
A series of distant gunshots stirred further unease within you, curiosity guiding you towards a glass door. More gunshots, getting closer with each one. Eventually you see Chris come, just barely, into view. Aiming the gun at something out of view and sprinting, best he can with a seemingly injured leg, towards the door your standing at.
As soon as he was at the door you threw it open allowing him to re-enter the lodge quickly, once he was in you slamed the door back shut. He hurried you away from the door and down into the basement, limping as fast as he can behind you.
Once you both reach where everyone is waiting for you both they start bombarding Chris with questions. When Sam asks about the flamethrower guy, Chris shudders as he recounts that he was killed brutally by the Wendigo.
Mike started looking for another way out but Sam argued that they should stay put, Emily agreed, mentioning that the key to the cable car was missing when she visited with Matt and Ashley. Mike thought Josh might have it on him and Emily told him the Wendigo may have taken him into the mines, with that Mike decided he'd go down to try and find him.
Then the trio start investigating the flamethrower guys belongings, discussing what they're seeing and what they've seen throughout the night.
You and Chris remained silent, off to the side. Chris held himself tightly and rocked back and forth gently. To comfort him the best you could you put one cautious hand on his back. When he didn't fight, you slowly pulled his shaking form into you. Running a gentle hand through his hair, you calmed him slightly.
"It bit you? What bit you?" Mike's questions interrupted your moment.
"The Wendigo." Emily answered, voice shaky, then she started trying to make excuses as to why it was alright but Mike was denying the possibility.
"Emily, if the Wendigo bit you, you could turn into one of those things." Mike reasons.
"Oh that's ridiculous." Sam tried to defuse Mike's argument.
"He said it was from eating each other, if it bit you..." He trailed off, trying to find the courage to finish his sentence, "You can't be down here with us." Despite protests from you, Sam and Emily, he remained steadfast in his assumption. "You gotta go.".
You thought you should involve yourself, the idea of letting a friend get left to potentially die whilst you stayed safe downstairs made you sick to your stomach, Mike could be right. There was so much you didn't know about these 'wendigo' that you couldn't really discredit Mike's concerns, because to be fair, you shared them.
How could anyone be sure this was safe? That Emily wouldn't turn and kill everyone in the room? At the same time, who in their right mind would send someone to their death based on an assumption. Whilst thinking about whether you should join in or not, your rushed to reality when Mike pulls out his revolver and points it at Emily, who screams in, rightful, terror.
"This is the safe room, Em!" Mike cries through clenched teeth and streaming tears. Everyone stares at the scene with bated breath, begging someone else will stop him, because they're not going to.
~~
Mike left. A few minutes later Sam read the flamethrower guys notebook and found out the bites weren't contagious, and some other things that prompted her to go after Mike, she wanted everyone to go with her, but worried for Chris' injury, you decided to stay behind with him so Sam left with Emily.
"How's the leg?" You asked, hating the silence, but you only got an indifferent sniffle in response. He's trying his best to stay strong, soon you find yourself wrapping him up in your loving embrace.
"His fuckin head came off..." Chris whispered, voice cracking making your heart hurt more than it was.
"I know, I'm so sorry Chris." You soothed him to the best of your ability, he tucked his head into you.
"I just, want to go home." Chris sighed sadly.
"I know baby, I know we're almost done. Just have to wait for dawn to break, then we'll get home. Kay?" You kissed his head and prayed that time would pass faster.
Chapter Ten
Emily returned to the basement alone, saying Sam climbed a cliff on her own to find Mike. She took comfort in her own corner, barely looking at you or Chris once she'd finished explaining what happened. You guessed she was still deeply upset neither of you stepped in to defend her, although in Chris' state, his abstinence was far more explainable. Your silence was a betrayal.
Almost an hour passes, a thick, hefty cloud of quiet suffocates the three of you, one in anger, one in shock, one in horror.
Faint animalistic screeches from afar and all heads whip in their direction. "Fuck..." Emily whispers, Chris whimpers into you and that's all the conformation you need. They're here.
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"Run!" Chris shouts when Sam opens the door.
"Go go go go go!" Emily repeats, not before shoving you aside to rush ahead of you.
"Run!" Mike orders Sam after you run past him.
"Oh shit!" Sam screams as she rushes to slam the door shut then follows everyone to the top of the stairs.
"Don't move..." Mike whispers to Sam when the Wendigo arrive.
"Don't fucking move a muscle..." He completes when, clearly, the strongest one locks its eyes on Sam.
Then two more come up the stairs, they clearly anger the main one. Causing a fight to break out between two Wendigo. One gets tossed around and ends up breaking the gas pipe in the fireplace, giving Mike an idea. The first wendigo is killed.
You're unsure of the plan Mike and Sam come up with, telepathically, everybody just knows to slowly make your way towards the open door. The second wendigo is killed.
Once Mike has made it to a light bulb, he takes advantage of the Wendigo being distracted by Sam to crush the glass in his hands. As your inching towards the door, you hear it open and know Chris escaped.
And he's okay, he's out there. Chris didn't die.
"Hey!" Sam calls out when the Wendigo starts to investigate Mike a little too closely, but you're distracted with all the relief in the universe.
Then you hear one more pair of footsteps slowly retreating then turn to sprinting out the door and you know you're next.
The wendigo decides to stare in the direction of the door, however, momentarily trapping you inside and you thank every star in the sky when Sam hides behind a pillar, her squeaky sneakers being a good enough distraction for you to make your exit.
You crash into Chris' arms as you exit the cursed building. Heart pulsing in your ears, he cradles your head into his chest.
"Fuck." Chris whispers with tremble in his voice "It's done, babe, Y/N? It's over we made it! We survived!"
The cry that escapes your throat is full of relief and pain, it's wild and free whilst tied by knowledge that you could never be the same person you were. How could a person recover from this?
Before you know it the lodge has become an inferno and Mike has been thrown out. Everyone stares.
Jess
Time of death 00:12
Josh
Time of death 06:23
Matt
Time of death 06:31
Sam
Time of death 06:52
Epilogue
So much is happening, your head is killing, people died, no one believes any of you when you blame the Wendigo, everyone has sleeping problems now.
When things get bad, you can't breathe, can't think, can't stop crying, you run through it again, a simple statement that kept you sane the whole night.
He's okay, he's still there. Chris didn't die.
You call him he's probably having as bad a time as you, but he helps you through it, and when he needs you, you're right there.
It feels nice, to have someone to talk to, who'll understand you.
You know you're not crazy, and so does he, you hold him, he smiles for you.
That's why the answer is so easy, when, years later, once scars have healed, bruses faded, he asks you to marry him.
Because only a crazy man would refuse.
What I Write~
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TWD
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omg… cherry pie hiii ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ it’s been literally 4ever since i last sent smth in because college actually fucked me raw no lube no condom omg it was so BAD!!! but now i have some time. the second i was on break i caught up w ur blog immediately 😭😭 so many new fics to read i had the time of my life ! the aita leon dad fic oh my days i actually like read it every morning now like it’s the daily paper NOT joking. need dad leon sooo bad so so bad willing to pay my tuition upfront for a chance at dad leon having his way with me ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ this is Lowkey specific but i feel like he would appreciate a nice brandy melville set on reader … like a matching tank and panty set. also i saw u got a new kitty baby recently and omg he’s so cute !! he loves u soso much it’s adorable. and new blog theme ugh i love ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ OH ALSO! cherry omg i just need to mention this idk if u saw it b4 but there’s this drawing of re2r leon as sylvanian family puppy on ig by @/einarratten and ITS SOOO CUTE OMG i thought of u immediately cus puppy leon ☹️☹️
anyways i already said so much n i don’t want this ask 2 get too long so i’ll end it here :3 ily cherry pie i hope u have a good weekend !! mwah mwah
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HAI MOCHA ANON… OMG
and omg.. understandable everyone is going through it rn I couldn’t speak bc I’m a neet but my friends r swamped omg 😞 ANDTHFBF THANK U SM… honestly was not proud of the aita one so thank u sm wtf 🙁 I would also do some diabolical things to get leon to be my dad…. and I don’t think I have ever stepped foot in a brandy or know what the clothes look like.. 😓 the things people say ab it make me nervous cuz I’m a fatty 😓 but I think tanks and panties r so cute I think leon is so easy to please.. like grandma bra n panties could please him so a matching set.. oh he would be over the moon gosh
AND I SAW THAT . FUCKING SYLVANIAN AND INCRIEF I CRIED LIKE I TEARED UP ITS SO FUCKING CUTE?!!!! the way it actually looks like him has me going insane bc WHAT. also yahhhhh 😞 I have a kitty now after so many years of asking light of my life!!!
HOPE U R WELL N COLLEGE STOPS FUCKING YOU!! I LUV YOU!!
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SUPRISE!
I didn't do the work i needed to do yet tonight BUT
I did just finish a draft of an angsty ~5k mostly-internal-george-narrative gatty-centric fic WHICH MEANS
i'm going to do some actual work and then (after like, maybe a nap?) revise, edit, and then post her!!
(also, new rule, per that lovely anon from this past weekend: i'm not going to think too hard about this; i wanted to write this so i did!! and i always end up writing a really prosey/emo/basically committing every single one of my self-indulgent writing habits in a fic--and they get mixed reviews but man, y'all have been so nice and encouraging and forgiving i'm just going to do it!! and if you like it, that's very sick and awesome thank you ily and if it's not your cup of tea thank you for even glancing at it. i'll be back with regularly scheduled programming soon.)
anyway... now i'm going to go uhhh, edit an entire manuscript of a book that so far is not my cup of tea... wish me luck. ty and gn x
#i am so excited i have something... even if it's sort of like. not really plot but more character study of a moment sort of thing#i'm just so excited to share more i love writing things that feel like they END so i can just#here!! this is what *I* was thinking and now it's your turn (if you want to share)!! ya know??#fandom is the one place where a fic can be finished but the writer doesn't necessarily have to be done... if that makes sense?#like in academia that bitch better be PRINTER READY like it has to be everything you want to say...#but i had a thought and i wrote it and i liked it and it feels like everything i was interested in exploring and articulating#and it's not a Definable Plot i don't even think it has a Defined Setting with Description but that's bc this is not academia!!! fuck it!#can you tell i'm in Editor in Chief mode? sorry sorry i get very verbose when i edit sorry#ANYWAY if you read to here thank you!!! and i'll see YOU on ao3 tomorrow :))#OH double bonus if you get down this far... i may perhaps be open to prompts...#since so far the whiplash and range of my fics is pretty uhhh ya know... interesting lol#smth to mediate me serving you whatever the hell my brain cooks up while i'm in egregiously long meetings that should've been emails...#OKAY now i really should probably go edit... love u bye#from v#del
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OMG You are back!!!! (Well it's not like you went away but you get my point)
How you've been doing?? I'm 🐸 anon, I hope you are having a nice day!!!
Could I request you a reaction were you just sit on their lap to get their attention? You could add anyone you like but I beg you to put haruto, ricky and jay (I'm such a simp I swear to god)
I really love your writing, you are really an inspiration to mine hahahaha ily <3
Take your time with your requests and rest a lot :))
🐸 anon omg!! it’s SO good to see you bff ☹️❤️
i’ve been doing good actually! very productive weekend i’ll say that..
ILY2 OMG :( it’s so sweet to hear that like im sobbing on the floor as we speak
UR BRAIN >> ILYSM FOR REQ JAY IVE ALWAYS SCARED TO WRITE FOR HIM BC OF HIS REPUTATION BUT I SERIOUSLY LOVE THAT MAN SM
i’ll defiantly add it to my queue!
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hi hi i'm the anon from before who was oblivious to the gay nuns and just wanted to pop in and say ily hope you had a nice weekend
dgdhhd hi anon i’m having a very bad time on account of having to travel across the country to get back to college. but someday soon i will get to go to bed and then life will be good again
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Hi Sam!! How are you doing my love?!? I’ve missed you😭 this week has been slightly better, still very busy and lowkey feeling a bit burnt out :( but I think I may be getting out of my depressive episode so that’s good at least HAHA
Anywaysssss I read the time extra and omg it was so heartbreaking but in such a beautiful way! I feel SO much for this Harry like SO much! Like my heart hurts for him but I really appreciate their story! I just wanted to go shout out at him how loved he is by everyone especially the MC! And ugh my heart hurt so much that he thought she would not want to marry him at all😭 and the proposal in their little kitchen was just so adorable?!?!!! It’s so very them and I loved it!! So well done Sam, you never fail to amaze me❤️ and I don’t ever feel bad for not posting anything, you are consistently doing WAY more than enough for us honestly that you deserve to go at a pace where you’ll still be able to enjoy what you do! We will all still be here now matter what!
ILY bestie hope that you are well and are having such lovely days!!!-💜
Oh I'm so glad to hear you're feeling a little better! Even if a bit burnt out. I relate to the burnt out feeling immensely. I hope you find some time to yourself and time to rest. Do you have spring break soon? Any fun plans? Whenever people ask me what I'm doing over break I always say nothing which is EXACTLY what I want to do over break. I don't want to do anything or have any obligations. Also I cannot afford trips and such so it's not really much of a choice. Anyways, I've missed you and I'm glad you're on the mend 💕 just reading what your message you sound better than the last couple times you chatted with me. I hope that's encouraging, too!
I was very grateful to get the idea from one of my sweet anons about this piece, but I was very stressed about it hahahahaha I had essentially 'written' the little series while I was commuting to work over the course of like two or three years as crazy as that sounds. Then when I started writing again I finally got it into actual typed font. But I was in a pretty bad place when I was thinking about it. So it was really nice to write something fluffy and light for this little couple but it was a little hard to get back into the mindset of Harry feeling a bit lost (which I guess is a positive sign for my mental health). I think it was really cute to see their private proposal. I imagine they did the whole dinner thing with their friends and families but I think Harry was a lot calmer knowing the answer ahead of time (even if he's ridiculous for thinking she'd say no).
Thank you so much for your endless kindness towards me and my posting schedule. I'm genuinely considering calling in sick one day this week because I'm simply struggling. I've been feeling very overwhelmed and stretched thin. I don't know if this is a normal amount of things that every other adult has to do or if I'm just being a whiny brat. I never feel like I have time to myself and I feel behind in every aspect of my life. I'm behind at work, I'm behind in my personal health, I'm behind with my chores, need to see my family, and should probs spend some more quality time with my bf. But it's a lot and idk how people do all this all the time. But calling in sick as a teacher just usually means more work for myself in the end so it's probs not worth it and I'll get caught up eventually.
ANYWAYS. Honestly, I'm doing fine. It could be worse, lol I hope you're having a good weekend and really it was the best to see your message and hear you're doing better! I was hoping you would message me soon--I think our brains lined up because I thought about it most of yesterday and then saw your message right before i went to bed 💕💕
LOVE YOU!
xoxo
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II. No drama allowed. The block button exists for a reason, and it is something I use. If we break mutuals I will hardblock, if only because with how dysfunctional tumblr is it makes it easier than softblocking and doesn't cause any awkward refollowing on either side. I ask that if you are a bigot of any kind and fit general dni criteria to not follow me. I also refuse to write underage, incest and rape scenarios. Hate anons will be deleted, as will ones wanting to stir drama. Leave me out of it, or DM me personally if you have an issue.
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V. Hi! My name is Werner (or Iggy) and you may know me from my old Piett blog (admrl) or my old Tarkin blog (grcndmoffs). I have been in the Star Wars fandom / RPC for a few years, but only recently have returned to it. Truthfully Star Wars is a big comfort to me, and it is very nice to be back here again. Onto other things, my Discord is @fishfrye if you wish to get into contact with me. I only ask that you tell me who you are if you add me so I know! My Tumblr IMs are open to all who may need anything or need someone to talk to, as is the anon feature. Just please do not abuse that feature, for I will turn it off if it is and that just ruins it for everyone.
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lauren i must know, have you read any good books lately? and did something nice happen to u this weekend (I hope yes)
HI LORNA ILY i hope you’re having a good day!!! i have read several good books lately!! i finished hell bent by leigh bardugo last month and what a WILD book it was i loved it so much. the whole series is great so far and i can’t wait for the 3rd to come out!! also just finished rereading rwrb which always fills me with joy and makes me believe in love 😂😂 and i’m reading the seven husbands of evelyn hugo right now and it is SO SO GOOD totally worth all the hype and i’m not even half way done yet!!
and my weekend was FAB, my roommate and i were in nyc watching the us open!! so much tennis!! COCO GAUFF WON!! such a blast and the overpriced food was absolutely worth it 😂😂
send me anons i am on a train for a while!!
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my toxic trait is bejng drunk and going on anon and telling mutuals i love them so w that in mind,,,, ily 💖💖 hope you're having a nice weekend my love
oh we are one and the same
love youuuuuu secret moot ❤️❤️
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I thought the anon would wish you a happy weekend too 😆 I laughed haha. Really I don't get it, you goblins come out and fight me !!!
I bet they're just jealous 🙄🙄 you're too pretty and nice and they wanna make you feel bad. Well jokes on them, anon hate is actually hilarious
Anyway hope you have an amazing day/night weekend baby
no bc i also thought they were gonna wish me a happy weekend 🥲 LMAOOO
and please, ur so, so sweet!!!! thank u sm!! :')))) ily fr <3333 i hope u have an amazing weekend as well!! <33
oh and yes, anon hate is the funniest shit EVER
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