stone chimney

Why I Don’t Use Ouija Boards

I cannot stress enough how against Ouija Boards I am. Each experience I’ve had with one has ended terribly, and this experience in particular really hit it home for me.

About eight years ago, my group of friends from high school decided to have a big ol’ get together at my friend Melissa’s* house. She lived in a neat little neighborhood in Green Mountain Falls, Colorado, right up against the side of a mountain. Anyways, so we all arrive, we eat some snacks, we yuck it up. Then one friend mentioned that she had brought along a Ouija Board. So, naturally, the crew wanted to play with it. I was hesitant, but decided that it wouldn’t be so bad because my friends were just doing it for shits and grins. There wasn’t any end goal other than pure entertainment. 

Boy was I wrong.

Now, let me set this scene up a little more. Melissa’s house was situated on the same plot of land as an abandoned log cabin/house about 100 feet away. All the wires to and from the house were cut, which one of my friends has told me that she thought that was odd. Honestly, this house gave me the worst vibes from the jump. It sat oddly on the side of the road, the dark wood and stark contrast in comparison to the other houses nearby was off-putting. But there was a super ominous tone that I couldn’t shake. Well, my friends decided to take the Ouija board to the backside of the house. 

The abandoned house. Source: Google Maps. This is a really shitty screenshot, but whatever. I tried.

As we were walking through the small field of weeds, my nerves got more and more shaken. The rest of the crew skipped, laughed, shined flashlights in each other’s faces without a hint of concern, so I tried not to worry. Once we got settled on the small back porch, we began. I’m not sure who asked what questions. Actually if I remember correctly, the whole session was kinda stupid because we kept getting dumb answers from “the other side”. Something about a man from eastern Europe named Bob… I don’t know.

I began to ease my anxiety and relax a bit because I seriously thought this wasn’t going to amount to shit. In fact, I actually got pretty bored. Eventually, I announced that I needed to pee, so I was going to head back to Melissa’s house. Another friend, Olive* came along with me. As we were crossing the small field back, one of my friends had called out to Olive and I to wait. I turned around, and the site I saw sickened me.

Up at the top of the abandoned house, crawling out of the chimney, was an oddly shaped, elongated human. I don’t even know if it was human! The limbs on this creature were roughly 6 feet long, and they slinked out of the stone chimney in such a sinister, menacing, spider-like way. One limb at a time, spreading themselves down the small slopes of the roof. I froze. I couldn’t breathe. I don’t even remember my friends talking to me at that moment. I couldn’t take my eyes off the creature. It’s head turned to look at me, and it stayed still. I stayed still. 

The creature. Source: My own drawing.

Then, just as slowly as it came out, it slinked back into its hiding place in the chimney. First the legs, then the arms, and finally the head. But the head popped back up one more time and looked in my direction, almost as if it wanted me to know that it knew that I could see it. Then, I curled up in the grass to hide or something. Whatever I could do to make myself feel safe again.

I started to shake, and I even cried. Olive looked at me with concern and asked me several times if I was okay. I vaguely remember telling her to tell the rest of the group to wrap up their Ouija board adventure. They were in danger. Whether that came in the form of physical or mental harm, I wasn’t sure. But I knew they needed to get out of there. Eventually, everyone collected back into Melissa’s place. 

Can I prove that the Ouija Board is to blame for me seeing a creature slithering out of an abandoned home? No. But because these two experiences happened in close proximity to each other (same property, time, and horrible feelings), I cannot be in the presence of a Ouija Board. I see young kids play with them and it worries me to death, because I truly feel that the boards are responsible for some scary shit that walk the earth. Call it suspicion, but I’ll call it spiritual safety.

1| Pas De Deux

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Ballet au, Romance, Angst
Warnings: None
Wordcount: 2763

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The cab drove away, leaving you on the cobbled driveway with your suitcase, alone. The school loomed up in front of you. It was like an old manor house. Three stories of red bricks and large windows, complete with stone gargoyles and brick chimneys. You almost groaned. God what was you getting yourself into? This place was not fit for someone like you. You ran your hand through your hair as you tugged your heavy bag up the steps.

The dark brown double doors looked far more menacing than they should have been. A knocker was nailed into the left one. It was shaped like two crossed ballet shoes. Above the doors, engraved on a stone plaque was an elegant script, declaring

Amour de la Beauté

Ballet Academy

Well, no backing down now. This was it. Amour de la Beauté Ballet Academy. One of the best dance schools in Seoul, some would say in the world, but of course to you it didn’t really matter. It may be one of the best, but in the end it comes down to the dancer. And you were hardly a ballerina. You glanced down at your faded jeans and trainers, your print t-shirt and your Dad’s old bush shirt. Yeah, graceful and elegant for sure. You shook your head and bit your lip, trying to foster some determination, and rapped on the door with the shoe knocker.

Oh God, you shouldn’t be doing this, you were going to make a complete fool of yourself and they’ll probably throw you out…why had they even let you in here? You were an Academic first, an amateur dancer second. But then why had you even wanted to come? You couldn’t go to classes here, you couldn’t study English in any way but correspondence school, You would miss out on your exams…but then, you remembered what you had told your Dad.

“I love Ballet, Dad! It’s my passion.”

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shulkie  asked:

99, eruriren :3

You always say I should write ereri and then you request eruriren? ??? I know what to do for this prompt tho ;) I think U KNO IT TOO.

99. “We’re in an abandoned lodge in the middle of nowhere. Sure, you’re totally right, nothing bad could ever happen here.”


“My phone just lost reception,” Eren said, giving up on trying to get it to connect and shoving it back in his pocket. “Just where are we going?”

“You’ll see,” Erwin replied with a smile. “And stop frowning, I don’t plan to give you any time to miss your phone.” His smile grew wicked. “Trust me. We’re nearly here.” He turned off what passed for a road and onto what passed for a driveway, the trees overhanging the cobbled path brushing the top of the car.

Eventually woods opened up, and a wooden structure came into view. It had a steep roof and a stone chimney, wild roses tangled over the front gate, and ivy crept along the walls.

“It’s just like the picture,” Erwin said happily. “Isn’t it lovely?”

Eren didn’t say anything. With the car’s engine off it was very quiet, just birdsong and the wind in the trees. They made their way up the garden path, and the gate squeaked as it closed behind them. It was a pleasant spring day, but Eren shivered as Erwin tried the key he’d been given, and pushed the front door open. A crow alighted on the roof, watching Eren as he stared back at it before following Erwin into the gloom inside.

“Quaint!” Erwin exclaimed, rattling around the house. “Look, a breakfast nook. I think there’s a pond in the back garden, too.”

“At least it’s clean,” Eren muttered. No cobwebs, no dust. They must have sent a cleaning service through ahead of them.

“What’s wrong?” Erwin asked.

“You mean this doesn’t feel like the first twenty minutes of a horror film to you?”

“No? It’s a very nice place. Why would it be a horror film?”

“We’re in an abandoned lodge in the middle of nowhere. Sure, you’re totally right, nothing bad could ever happen here.”

“What’s wrong with it?” Erwin asked.

Eren looked about. “Well, that creepy painting for one.” Said painting was hanging in the living room, next to the fireplace. It depicted a pale gent in dark, old-fashioned clothes who, in Eren’s opinion, was probably a vampire.

“Hm.” Erwin walked up and examined it. “Such piercing eyes. They seem to follow you around the room. Quite a striking fellow, isn’t he?”

“Oh sure, flirt with the vampire painting.”

“Well, my boyfriend doesn’t seem to be in the mood.” The painting definitely seemed to have a smirk Eren wasn’t sure was there a moment ago. Erwin sighed, “Come on, give it a chance? If you hate it we can go back tomorrow.”

“Fair,” Eren said. “Let’s get our bags.”

Things did improve after that. There was wood for the fire and since the nights were still cool they lit it, and with dinner in the oven and the lights glowing softly as the night closed in, Eren supposed this place was sort of cosy.

They shared Eren’s headphones and slow-danced around the living room as they waited for dinner to cook, and Eren supposed it might not be a horror movie after all. Even the painting looked softer, less severe in the firelight, although still eerily alive.

They piled up cushions and blankets and ate in front of the fire, and Eren had every intention of moving away from the gaze of the vampire, but full of good food and a couple glasses of wine he soon forgot about it, because as weird as he was sometimes he had the best boyfriend and the fire lit his eyes up and Eren couldn’t look away. Couldn’t keep his hands off him. The whole point of this place was they had all the privacy they could want, after all, even if Erwin’s suggestion of an entirely clothes-free weekend was probably not going to happen.

Eren was wiggling out of his jeans when Erwin inhaled sharply and dug his fingers almost painfully into Eren’s arm as he gazed over his shoulder. Eren turned in time to see the surface of the painting ripple, and the subject step down out of it.

“The vampire!” Eren yelped and held up his fingers to make a cross, trying to keep his balance with his jeans around his thighs.

“I’m not a vampire!” the creature snapped. “I’m dead. I think.”

“I’m very sorry,” Erwin said faintly, his eyes still wide.

“What do you want with us?” Eren asked, and the apparition’s eyes flicked down to his bare arse and then back up again.

“Nothing. I’m giving you some privacy.” He turned and walked, or possibly floated, towards the font door, his black cloak swirling around him.

Eren glanced at Erwin, feeling oddly guilty about the whole thing. Erwin seemed equally conflicted.

“Wait,” Erwin said. “Um.” The spirit hesitated, glancing over his shoulder with slightly wistful expression. Erwin raised his eyebrows and Eren shrugged; horror movies hadn’t really prepared him for this eventuality. “You could join us.”

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Credence wants to be Percival's little housewife so bad.

Hup hup please take this to be a 10 year timestamp on In a City, Reconstructed, set in 1937. Deals with Wizarding World War II even though I keep telling myself I’m NOT gonna write about Wizarding World War II. Still this is pretty fluffy and G-rated.

The Graves family home is not anything one would ever notice, buried as it is in the heavy woods.

“This used to be farmland,” Percival tells him as he clears away thorny underbrush with the wave of his wand. The vines and brambles rearrange themselves behind Percival as they make their way.

The house itself has a sloping, thatched roof, gone green with moss. A small, brown sparrow flutters away from the roof as they approach. The door to the home — set between crumbling stones and weathered, grey wood — is incredibly small. Credence has to bow rather low to get into the house itself.

“Most everyone in those days farmed,” Percival tells him. “I suppose my family wished to blend in with their Puritan neighbors.”

“It was the Burning Times,” Credence says. “It would benefit them not to draw attention to themselves.”

“Yes,” Percival says, “exactly that.”

Like the house, the furniture in the single room is small and simple and aged.

“I suppose that’s why they had so many children,” Percival says.

At the wave of his hand, a small door opens in the floor beside the stone hearth and chimney.

“The rest of the house is below,” he says, and Credence follows.

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"We May" (Frozen, MA)

Rating: MA for very, very  strong sexual situations (not kidding, guys. This is PWP kink fic. Dom/sub play, dirty talk, toys… don’t look at me like that, it’s smut week.)
Words: 3,136
Pairing(s): Kristanna
Summary: Anna’s always been the adventurous sort, and damn if Kristoff can’t help but meet her halfway.

Notes: For Kristanna Smut Week Day #1, “Roses Are Red”. It’s only very, very tangentially related to the prompt, but, uh, I don’t know if anyone is going to care. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go hide for like three weeks.

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The Cabin. -Joe Sugg Imagine.

*Warning, this is a Halloween imagine that I wrote. It contains gory images and blood and all of those types of things, so if this makes you uncomfortable then don’t read. But you have been warned. Happy Halloween..*


It was finally Halloween night, your favourite night of the year. Halloween night was the night where you could dress up as anything you wanted and it was actually acceptable. It was also the night where you could eat as much sweet candies and foods that you wanted and even pull the most terrifying pranks on your friends and not get in trouble over it.

Unlike any other halloween, this halloween you actually made a complete change in your plans. This year instead of going to a party and getting wasted on all of the alcohol you could consume, you were going deep into the woods where you would be staying in a large cabin with your boyfriend Joe and your friends Zoe, Alfie, Marcus, Niomi, Tanya, Jim, Oli, Dan and Phil, Louise and last but not least Caspar.

Thanks to Zoe and Alfie who had rented a cabin before and absolutely adored the experience of being deep in the woods, they suggested to you and all of the youtube crew to rent out a large cabin and rest there for the night to give yourselves more of a halloween scare since you would be situated in the woods, one of the most overrated places where people stay in on Halloween night in the movies. You all had rented out a rental van, big enough to sit everyone and hold all of your luggage to drive away from the city and into the soothing countryside for the night.

Currently you were sitting at the very back of the van with your head nestled against Joe’s muscled arm and your fingers lacing together with Joe’s. “This should be a very fun night..” Joe chuckled, resting his head over yours, a chuckle leaving his lips as you gazed out the window seeing nothing but green fields pass by with the occasional herd of sheeps and cows here and there.  Halloween was definitely your favourite time of the year, the scary stories and haunted houses gave you such an adrenaline that you grasped onto it tightly. You loved the whole build up to Halloween and visiting farms late at night where live actors would jump out at you and scare the daylight out of you completely. It also gave you the opportunity to listen out and hear new scary  stories that you could use for when you’re surrounded by friends and it gave you the opportunity to pull out some new and scarier pranks each year.

“I can’t wait to hear all the scary stories that Oli claims to have..” You murmured, teasing Oli who was sat in front of you scrolling through the music he had stored away in his many playlists. “Hey! I have great scary stories and I promise that you won’t be able to sleep tonight because you’ll be so scared..” Oli smirked confidently, a giggle passing through your rose pink lips at the thought of not being able to sleep.

“In your dreams Oli. I’ve probably heard scarier stories compared to the ones you’ll be telling us tonight. You couldn’t scare a puppy..” You joked poking your tongue out amused at Oli as he gasped offended and turned away from you. “Well guys, I wouldn’t get so competitive now, leave all of this for tonight around the camp fire..” Zoe smiled through the mirror back at everyone as she drove down the cobbled road, the trees growing bigger and the landscape getting wider.

“Oh guys, not too scary please! I don’t do well with super scary stories..” Tanya whined, instantly uncomfortable with the talk about scary stories as she cowered into Jim who wrapped his arm protectively around her shoulders. “Don’t worry Tan, all of these stories are just made up. I’ll be here to keep you safe through the night anyway..” Jim smiled sweetly down to Tanya, kissing her temple lightly and holding her close in his arms.

“Get a room!” Dan shouted scrunching his eyes shut as Tanya and Jim both cooed at one another, making you ‘awh’ but also laugh at the sight of Dan hiding his face into his hands. “I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to sit here..We’ve been sitting for at least five hours now..” Joe whispered in your ear, pressing a delicate kiss to your cheek making you smile. “This will be totally worth the drive. I packed away some sparklers that we could light and I’m pretty sure Zoe packed some glow sticks too and I’m sure there’ll be tons of fireworks somewhere close by..” You smiled up to Joe, your boyfriend of three long and happy years as you held his hand in yours, both enjoying the calm drive even though Joe was desperate to stretch his legs and catch some fresh air.  “I didn’t realise that we’d be sat in a van for five hours, I thought we’d be allowed a bathroom break..” Joe huffed, running his free hand through his hair and resting his head against the clean window.

“Well I don’t think you’ll have to wait much longer now..” You spoke quietly, pointing out the large window to see that you were now parking outside of your lodge for the night. As you all stepped out of the bus, you all gathered into a semicircle and gazed up at the beautiful wooden cabin that stood gracefully before you.

“Maybe we should buy a house like this babe..” Joe smiled, wrapping his arms around you from behind as you all gazed up at the large wooden cabin, a small smile playing at your lips at the thought of moving out of Joe’s flat and into a house of your own, where you would both start a family.

“Guys, I know it’s Halloween but we aren’t actually in a horror movie. We’re acting like some family that’s just moved into the new area and we’re all looking at our new house lovingly but we don’t know it’s haunted. Let’s go in and scope this baby out! Anyways, I know I’ll be getting the biggest room!” Caspar joked, making a mad dash to the wooden front door of the cabin as you all scurried in after him excitedly.

As soon as you entered the cabin, immediately everyone’s luggage slipped from their fingertips and their jaws dropping to match. To your left, there was a large kitchen with a long, designed wooden table and soft plush chairs. To your right there was an open wide space area for the sitting room where a grand beige leather ‘L’ shaped sofa sat along with two large love seats and bean bags, all situated in front of the wide screen tv that was plaqued onto the stone chimney. This place was spectacular.  It was almost as if you were stood inside of Barbie’s dream house, it was that stunning.

“Well guys it’s getting dusky. How about we whip up a bite to eat and then we can cruise on outside and roast some marshmallows and tell some scary stories?” Alfie suggested, raising a dark brow as he looked around at the group of you all, all of you nodding with satisfaction. “Okay, cool! So, Zoe, Marcus, Niomi and I will get cracking in the kitchen and maybe you guys could get started with getting the campfire ready?” Alfie smiled as you all reflected his smile back and nodded.

“Let’s get cracking!” Zoe cheered, fist pumping the air as herself and Niomi toddled into the kitchen with Marcus and Alfie following close behind.

“So, how about Dan, Phil, Caspar, Oli, Jim and myself go and collect the wood and you girls could go and grab the marshmallows and find some scary movies that we could watch later tonight?” Joe smiled at yourself, Tanya and Louise as you rolled your eyes playfully at how Joe didn’t want you or the girls to do any of the lifting.

“Fine by me, I just got my nails done and I am not getting them filthy, and I’m definitely not planning on getting a splinter!“  Louise stated, snapping her fingers and throwing her beautiful pink hair over her shoulder sassily as she pursed her lips and made her way to the bag she brought with her to retrieve the marshmallows and box sets of horror films she had brought along.

“See you at the campfire..” Joe chuckled, pecking your lips delicately before strolling out the backdoors and towards the woods.


It was now eleven o'clock and you were all gathered around the warm camp fire with mugs of hot chocolate filled with whipped cream and marshmallows along with marshmallows on thin wooden sticks to roast over the yellow and orange flames.

“No Oli, that definitely wasn’t scary..” Phil snickered as Oli finished up telling a so called ‘scary’ story about how a young teenage girl was home alone and then suddenly heard the breaking news about a psychopath murderer on the loose, and when she seen the image of him on tv, she saw him looking through the window, when in actual fact the murderer was in her house and in the end she was murdered. It was awful, the only good thing about this 'scary story’ was that Joe was making Oli look like a rodney by slagging him and his story whilst holding you closely into him as if you were afraid of the story being told, making himself look like a macho man to protect you.

“Oh c'mon! That was so scary!” Oli frowned, looking absolutely defeated with everyone’s remarks on his so called 'terrifying’ scary story, a small bickering argument happening between Dan, Phil, Oli and Joe as they discussed how the story was definitely not scary and how it was totally scary.

“Okay, Okay I have an even better piece of entertainment for you all..” Zoe laughed at the sight as everyone quietened down and nibbled on their roasted marshmallows. “I’ve kept it as a surprise..” She continued with a small smirk tugging at her lips, as you all looked to her with curious eyes. 'What on earth has she planned?'  You thought to yourself, your hands wrapped around the warm mug of hot chocolate as you sipped on the hot liquid and cuddled up into Joe’s protective arms.

“Well, I know it’s halloween and we had planned to sit inside and watch a bunch of horror films, but I thought we could make this night a little more intriguing..” Zoe smiled sweetly, brushing a strand of her chestnut brown hair away from her face, everyone’s ears perking up at her words, wanting and craving to know more.

“I planned us a scavenger hunt!” She beamed as Tanya and Louise squealed with excitement and gasps of shock escaping from the lips of your group of friends. Your eyes watched Zoe intently as she pulled out a folder of papers from behind her and passed one out to everyone. “The only little trick is..that this stuff isn’t in the house..It’s out in the woods..and you’re only allowed your torch light to guide the way..” She accounted, looking around to everyone as they nodded with a fever of excitement. “I recommend everyone goes with one person, for example Dan and Phil are one team, Tanya and Jim are another team, Marcus and Niomi and so on..” Zoe finalised the details as your eyes danced over the scavenger hunt list, your adrenaline rising and pulsing through your veins.

“What about me?” Louise pouted, looking around the circle. “Everyone has a team mate but me..” Louise sighed, her hands fidgeting with the list before her. “Oh Chummy, you can team up with me and Alfie..” Zoe smiled over to Louise who smiled happily back at Zoe. “Okay, so whoever finds all of the stuff wins a special prize..” Zoe teased, clapping her hands together as the crackle from the fire and the wood sounded into your ears.

“Sweet, what’s the prize?” Marcus asked, his eyebrows lifting with excitement as his marshmallow turned from black to a soft brown colour. “You’ll just have to win the game and find out, won’t you?” Caspar chuckled, standing to his feet as Zoe began to pass out torch lights, standing to her own feet as you all began to bundle up into your warm coats and scarves.

“Alright guys, good luck..Don’t be too scared of the dark..” Zoe smiled smugly before you all set off into the dark, hand in hand with your loved ones as the moon illuminated your path way.


“Do you want me to wrap you up in my big strong arms and protect you from the monsters babe?” Joe asked, a playful twinkle sparkling in his eyes as his hand stayed moulded with yours and his other hand holding the torch light.

“Oh my hero..” You gasped, placing your hand against your forehead, acting like you were a damsel in distress needing your saviour, making Joe laugh. “Okay babe, we’ve been walking for twenty minutes, what are we even looking for?” Joe quizzed, shining his light down to the piece of paper you held, as you took a breath and began to recite what was listed on the paper. “Basically we need to find a black eyeliner, a pumpkin seed, a spider, a witches hat, a frankenstein mask, Anything purple and something orange..erm..a spider, a trick or treat bag, a broom, a white sheet, an eyeball and a spell book..” You breathed, looking up into Joe’s warm, blue loving eyes as you stayed close to his side.

“Oh that will only talk about five hours..” Joe huffed as the yellow, brown, orange and red leaves crunched underneath your shoes, a breeze spiralling by making a shiver travel down your spine, a small laugh slipping from your lips as you pressed your face into your maroon coloured scarf.

“Oh shush, this is going to be fun..” You scolded, nudging your hip against Joe’s as you walked amongst the leaves and twigs, listening to them crunch and crackle underneath you as you both walked together, the torch light guiding you forwards.

“You know, maybe we could do something else..I mean, we are in the woods. Just the two of us..and we could get up to so much fun..” Joe whispered as his hand suddenly left yours, only for his arm to snake its way around your waist as he pushed your back against a tree, his lips attaching to the soft spot on your neck, your eyes closing in satisfaction. “Oh, really?” You breathed hotly, leaning your head back further so Joe had more access to your neck, your skin tingling under his touch, his hair tickling your jaw as you sighed in satisfaction, allowing your fingertips to wander through Joe’s soft locks of hair.

Joe’s hands began to slide up and down your sides, before resting on the small of your back as he maneuvered his lips away from the sensitive skin on your neck and to your soft, plump rose lips, kissing you deeply and pressing your bodies together making your heart rate pick up immediately. Suddenly you both jumped away from one another’s lips hearing a loud, blood curdling scream that could most definitely be heard from ten miles away.

“What was that?” You whispered quietly, so quiet that you almost didn’t hear yourself. Your eyes darted from side to side in panic and in search from where the scream came from. “It was probably just Niomi dared to scream to frighten everyone..” Joe mumbled, trying to attach his lips back to yours but you gently pressed your hand to his chest and pushed him back slightly, your nerves on edge from that desperate shriek. “Maybe we should check..or ring someone just to make sure that everyone is alright..” You whispered, licking your lips feeling them go dry as your fingers fondled with the material of Joe’s shirt.

“Y/N..” He sighed, looking down into your alerted and panicked eye/colour eyes as he tried to distract you from worrying. “We’re fine..It’s Halloween night..everyone will be trying to scare one another..” Joe soothed, keeping his hand pressed to the small of your back before he puffed out his cheeks and sighed deeply. “How about we go and try find something from the list, yeah?"  He smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple as he led you away from the tree before he pointed his torch light back down to the list of items you were to hunt for.  "How about the trick or treat bag? You can’t fit a trick into a treat bag..unless the trick is that there is no treat and it’s just a bag..” He pondered, looking deep in thought as you burst into a fit of laughter, instantly forgetting about the worrying scream from moments ago.

“You’re such a dork..” You giggled, kissing Joe’s cheek before returning to try and follow the clues as best as you could to find this 'precious’ trick or treat bag.


“Your/Nickname this is the worst scavenger hunt..we’ve been doing this for at least an hour and a half now and the only thing that’s been interesting is listening to the guys and girls try and scare us..I’m getting bored..I’m just tempted to go back to the cabin and sleep..” Joe grumbled, swinging his hand back and forth with yours and shining his light down on the ground before you, a heavy wind brushing by you both as the trees swayed and danced with the wind.

It’s pretty much true. Yourself and Joe have both been searching and hunting for the items on the scavenger hunt list, and yet it’s been well over an hour now and you’ve found absolutely nothing, but the only thing you have been noticing is that your group of friends have been screaming a lot more; but not just any scream, it was more of a horrifying desperate scream and you’ve just settled it down to the idea that since it’s dark in the woods and that it’s a bit of a competition of trying to come first place by finding everything on the list, then everyone was trying to scare one another by screaming, like those desperate girls from the stories Oli and Caspar told earlier around the camp fire.

“Don’t be like that Joe..You’ve done plenty of these with Jim around London..This is the first Halloween we’re actually doing something productive instead of getting wasted..” You pouted, looking up to Joe as you both walked by the pathway of trees that surrounded you everywhere. “Anyways, I want to see what the prize-” You began, walking ahead of Joe before wincing as your foot got caught on a twig, causing you to stumble forwards and fall on your knees. “Shit babe, are you alright?” Joe asked worriedly, his steps quickening behind you. “I’m fine, I’m fine..but the ground is really sticky and warm-…” You answered back with confusion, your eyebrows furrowing together as you held your hands up to Joe’s torch light before a loud, frightening shriek left your mouth at the sight before you.

Your hands were covered in oozing, red blood. But not just any blood, it was Tanya’s blood. Your legs felt weak as you looked down to Tanya’s body, her lips as blue as the deep ocean and her face as pale as milk, blood oozing from her lips and from her stomach, scratches on her cheeks and her body laying limp on the now bloody autumn leaves.

“This is a joke..This is a sick, twisted joke guys!” Joe yelled, anger evident in his voice as his arm wrapped tighter around you, pulling you into his chest protectively and shielding your eyes from the sight of your close friend Tanya who laid in her own pool of blood. Joe flickered his torch light from side to side to scan for anyone’s presence, waiting for somebody to jump out and laugh in both of of your faces about how they got you good.

No one did.

Tears prickled against the brim of your water line as your breathing became shallow. “Joe, tell me this is a joke..this is a joke, right?” You asked, your hands shaking as your heart races and pounded against your chest heavily, making you almost positive that your heart was going to break free from your chest.

“I don’t know..I-I..I’ve no idea..” Joe whispered, his grip tightening if possible around your waist as you walked carefully away from the horrifying scene behind you and towards another pathway of trees. As you both threaded along the leaves as quietly as you could, you managed to spot Dan and Phil who were resting against a tree, there heads down and studying the scavenger list.

“Look! It’s Dan and Phil! Dan!” Joe called out, hurrying both of your foot steps as he moved you both to the tree were Dan and Phil were both pressed against. “Guys, I don’t know if you’ve seen this or if it’s some twisted joke..but Tanya..she’s back there and she’s bleeding heavily and has bad wounds..” Joe talked, his words spitting out from his mouth quickly as he crouched down beside Phil and placed his hand on his shoulder. Suddenly you watched as Phil’s head rolled to the side, revealing a large and deep knife wound on his throat, and a large gash against Dans throat, blood pouring and mixing together as their bodies paled and your stomach churned.

“Joe..” You whispered, your hands flying to your mouth as your stomach churned quickly and your sight blurred. “This isn’t happening..No..This isn’t real..” You broke down, your mind and stomach spinning like a carousel as you clutched onto Joe’s arm for dear life and watched his eyes drink in the sight before him, his fists clenching and his eyes narrowing at the sight in front of him.

Both of your heads turned hearing the snapping of a twig. “Who’s there!?” Joe yelled angrily, pushing you behind him as his flash light turned to the side only for the flash light to slip from Joe’s fingers. There was Louise, her eyes wide open like she was caught stealing a cookie from the biscuit jar and a large butcher knife wedged into her skull, blood pouring down her face and down the side of her head turning what her once healthy glowing skin was into a crimson blood colour.

Tears escalated down your cheeks as your stomach churned before emptying itself by the tree behind you. 'This is a nightmare’ You thought, the contents inside of your stomach travelling up through your stomach and out onto what was once happy autumn leaves. “What the fu*ck is happening!?” Joe demanded, his fist slamming by the tree beside him as he flinched away from the sight of Louise, his sisters best friend and the girl he would consider as an older sister.

“Joe..we’re not safe..” You panicked, your breathing becoming quicker as your hand held Joe’s tightly. Joe retrieved his flash light in a panic only for his nimble, ice cold and shaking fingers to allow it to slip through his fingers and crash against the mushy ground, his legs collapsing underneath him. You followed his gaze, as slowly as you could only to feel your heart stop and your body feel faint.

Swinging from the branches were Caspar and Oli, the wind blowing their bodies back and forth in the wind as they dangled from a rope that hung around their neck, their bodies skinned and their clothes torn and decorated in their blood, their eyes shut and bodies blue and white.

“Casp..Oli..” Joe whispered, his voice cracking. Joe shuffled to press his back against the tree, not wanting to look at the horrific sight of two of his best friends in the world, flailing lifelessly in the air. “Joe..Oh Joe.What’s going on?” You frowned, kneeling in front of Joe as you his his face into the crook of your neck, not wanting him to look at the sight of his best friends hanging dead and skinned before him.

“What’s happening? I-I don’t understand Joe..” You frowned, your cheeks and Joe’s hair growing wetter and wetter by the second as the tears pooled from your once excited eye/colour eyes and now they filled with fear, worry and confusion. “I wish I could tell you..But I promise you that, the bastard who did this..He’ll be dead once I’m finished with him..” Joe growled, his arms enveloping you as you eyes him, watching him hold back the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes and cascade down his cheeks, but Joe never liked to show his emotions and especially now that you were situated in a dangerous, life threatening situation, he definitely didn’t want to show the fear that was burning the insides of him and itching on his skin.

“We need to go..” You whispered, scrambling to your feet in a hurry of panic and worry, not wanting to meet the demon or murderer of your best friends, “We need to go now.” You spoke, your voice trembling but staying strong to let Joe know that you both needed to get the hell out of here since this is not fun and games anymore.

“Leaving so soon?” An all too familiar voice spoke, both yours and Joe’s eyes went wide with fear. Your heads both cautiously turned, to see where the voice came from as Joe took hold, of his torch light and shone it in the direction of where the voices came from.
Your breath immediately caught in your throat as you stumbled to stand and pull Joe with you, stepping back away from the person before you.

Alfie stood before you, his side leaning against the tree, a large knife covered in crimson blood in his right hand as he ran his finger tips across the edge of the knife.
A menacing and evil smile evident on his lips, his white cotton t-shirt now a new red colour, a mixture of all of your friends blood.

“What the f*ck are you doing Alfie? What sort of sick thing are you up to?” Joe spat viciously, your hand moving to his biceps and clasping it around them, tugging him back as he went to swing a punch at Alfie, who was now cackling.

“Oh, my sweet Joseph..I am so happy that I left you and your lover girl for last..I’ve been waiting for this moment for months.” Alfie spoke, his voice so calm as if what was happening around you was completely normal. You whipped your head to the side hearing two loud, heart stopping screams.

Your heart was racing and you couldn’t keep up with your thoughts as your vision blurred over with tears and swayed side to side. Your hand was tight in Joe’s as your chest rose and fell quickly at everything happening around you, your entire world spiralling and crashing down before you and there was nothing you could do to bring your friends back.

“Where’s Zoe?” Joe demanded, his voice stone cold and hard as a rock, his eyes that were once a happy shade of blue are now a harsh, dark blue, laced with anger.

“Oh, don’t worry about Zoe, sure she’s right here with me..” Alfie smiled as if Joe was crazy, his hand leaning down to the ground as his fist wrapped around something brown and thick. Your heart stopped and your body went cold and numb, watching Alfie pull out a detached head. Zoe’s head. Blood was oozing from her throat and her eyes were shut closed, her hair was wrapped around Alfie’s fist, as he smiled sweetly down to Zoe’s head.

Joe’s face fell and drained of its healthy colour, his knees began to shake as he processed the scene before him. Suddenly Joe let loose of your hand and charged towards Alfie, kicking him in the shin before tackling him to the ground in a fury. “Joe!” You shrieked running quickly after him as you watched Joe swing a punch to Alfie’s right cheek, his head flying forward with the motion as Alfie tried to kick Joe off of him.

“My sister loved you! She loved you and did everything for you, and this? This is how you pay her back!?” Joe yelled, his hands gripping at the collar on Alfie’s shirt as he shook him back and forward relentlessly with fury. Your hands gripped at the back of Joe’s shirt, desperately trying to pull him back and off of Alfie, until something caught your eye.

The knife.

You quickly crawled over to the knife, stretching your hand over to take it until a painful shock sent through your hand, a cry for help leaving your lips as you looked to see a black, leather boot crushing your hand. You moved your eyes slowly upwards to see who was creating the pain in your hand, only to scream louder at the sight and shove your eyes into your other hand.

There in front of you, dangled three bloody, detached and scarred heads. Niomi, Marcus and Jim. Tears ran freely down your cheeks as you gasped for breath, your body shaking with fear and your heart in your throat. The leather booth released your now crumpled hand, your knees backing you away carefully and swiftly, the man with the leather boot revealing himself into the light making Alfie and Joe stop fighting, as Joe gasped loudly, whilst Alfie smiled evilly.

“Ah, you got the three of them, did you?” He asked, his eyes sparkling at the sight of three of his good friends handling decapitated from their bodies.

“I told you that I would..” Josh smiled, stepping towards you and Joe who was now standing to his feet and immediately guarding you.

Josh and Alfie stood beside one another, innocent yet menacing smiles on both of their lips as they eyed their final piece of prey. “Josh..What..What the hell is going on!?” Joe yelled, his fists clenching as his throat ran dry at the sight before him.

“Surprise..” Josh smiled sweetly, dropping the heads that belonged to your close and dearest friends as if they were nothing, only to swing a dirtied, bloody knife around his ring finger, his eyes trailing both of your bodies with hunger and determination. Your hands shook and your tears escalated down your cheeks quickly, as you bit your lip to bite back from screaming.

“ were one of Caspar’s best mates! What are you doing!?” Joe growled, his eyes turning darker and his voice deep with dark and his voice hinting with betrayal from what was happening. “Oh..sweet, innocent just don’t understand, do you?” Josh smirked, eyeing both of you as Joe backed you both away from Josh and Alfie whom were both holding knives drenched in sticky blood. “What don’t I understand?” Joe bit back, his eyebrows raising as he kept his guard on the surroundings of you both, making sure that you were far away from the two so called 'friends'  

“Let me explain..for the two of us..” Josh began, smiling to Alfie who nodded back, folding his arms across his chest and looking at you both. “You see Joe..All of you..were my competition. Your sister, yours and my best friend Caspar..All of the friendship group..were mine and Alfie’s competition and you all needed to be eliminated. One by one, every single one of you. The most festive time of the year for all Hallows’..and the most perfect time to kill you all slowly..All of you were becoming more and more tours..make up brands, clothing brands, stationary brands..You were all getting everything, and what were me and Alfie getting?” Josh spoke as you cowered behind Joe, your heart racing with panic and looking around desperately for something to defend yourselves with. “Nothing. We were thrown into the shadows, not getting any attention. We’re the talented ones! We’re the ones who deserve the awards and all the glory and spotlights, but instead we were thrown into the dark, with not even a torch light. Alfie began loosing followers and subscribers and he wasn’t getting any new offers from his book publishing company or any sort of magazines. We were isolated, and everyone completely forgot about us and began to watch Zoe, Louise, Caspar and you more. So that’s why, we decided, it was only fair that since all of you have travelled the world and achieved so much..that you need to go, and give me and Alfie some time to shine and what better way than to just kill you all?  Alfie planted the idea of a scavenger hunt into Zoe’s head and made her do us up a list..and little did she know that the events would turn tonight..So now you won’t be able to ever steal the spotlight again.” Josh smirked, his hand running over the chilling knife as a lump formed in your throat, your lips trembling from fear as Josh backed you back against the tree, the point of the knife running down Joe’s chest.

As soon as the knife trailed to Joe’s neck, Joe’s knee came in contact with with Josh’s groin and sending him flying to the ground in pain, as Alfie rampaged up to you both and knocking Joe to the ground, slashing his side with the knife sending horrifying, spine chilling scream left his lips.

Your body felt numb and cold as you watched Joe bundle up in pain, you immediately reacted as you screamed loudly for help and shoved Alfie off of Joe’s body as he aimed for his neck, blood covering your clothes instantly and staining your hands as you wrapped your hands around Alfie’s neck, watching him squirm underneath your body.

Suddenly two hands caught your waist from behind and threw you off of Alfie, crashing you against the tree before you squealed in pain feeling a sharp, heart stopping gash glide across your thigh.

“There’s no point in trying to fight it Y/N. You’re going to die. You and lover boy.” Josh spat as he held the knife above his head. You clenched your eyes shut tight in deer and not wanting to watch was going to happen. Suddenly your eyes shot open hearing a gun shot. You watched Josh’s body hit the ground as another gun shot rang in your ears and sent Alfie back down to his knees.

“This is the police! Put your weapons down and your hands behind your back!” A man shouted through a bull horn as men in bright yellow uniforms ran out from behind the trees and immediately tackled Josh and Alfie, handcuffing them both as they yelled curse words and swore that they would get you both as soon as they got out.

Your stomach churned with a sick feeling and you looked to Joe who was wincing, tears slipping down his cheeks as you trembles and scooted over to his body, peeling off your cardigan and pressing it down on his wound. “Shh..shh.You’ll be okay Suggy..I-I have you..You’re going to be just fine..” You whispered, a weak smile twitching at your lips as you sniffled your tears and softly kisses the side of Joe’s head and brushed away his tears.

“We’ll be okay, I promise you..” You whispered, your voice cracking as Joe peeled his eyes open and gazed up into your eyes. “I..I thought he was going to kill me..I’d rather him kill me…” Joe spoke, his voice barley audible as you shook your head quickly at his words. “Please don’t say that..We’re okay now..The two of us..We’ll be okay..We’ll make it..” You whispered, wrapping your arms around his shoulders lightly as you cried into his hair, forgetting about your own gushing injury and just wanting to make sure Joe was okay an that he’d get better.

Tears of fear.
Tears of happiness.
Tears of relief.

“Excuse me miss, these men need to check you both out and get you to the hospital immediately and then you’ll both be questioned by the police, is that alright?” A man with a bushy black moustache announced, walking up to you and Joe as men from the ambulances rushed over to Joe’s body and lifted him onto a gurney carefully.

“Y-yeah.. That’s fine..” You smiled, still shaken up from everything that has happened. You watched police men tape the trees and surrounding areas as you turned away from the sight of your best friends being placed into body bags, your heart breaking and crumbling into thousands of pieces at the thought of never seeing or hearing your best friends voices.

“Your both very lucky that your friend made that phone call calling for help..You both would have been gone..” The man, whose name tag red Murray read. Your eyes went wide at his words as your hands shook. “A call?” You asked, your hands brushing the tears from your cheeks. “Yes, yes. Her name was Niomi..She made the call and just as she told us where she was, the line was cut off and we set out immediately.” Murray explained as your hands flew to your mouth, as loud sobs left your mouth. You thought back to Niomi and how she was in Josh’s hands, her head separated from her body.

“I’m so very sorry for everything that happened tonight miss..” Murray spoke softly, rubbing your back as men from Joe’s ambulance lifted you onto a gurney and brought you into Joe’s ambulance, were you watched men crowd around him and place tubes here and there.

Your fingers softly brushed against Joe’s, before Joe took your hand in his firmly and connected your fingers together, his head turning to face you as he gazed deeply into your eyes and gave your hand a gentle squeeze and mouthed, “I love you.”

Things were going to be hard and they were going to be difficult. Tonight has traumatised you both, but now you need one another more than ever. Everything will be alright, once you had Joe and Joe had you.


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A Fresh Start- Part 3

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Fandom: Harry Potter
Warning/s: None
Rating: Teen +
Pairing/s: Draco x Reader

Summary: After heading into the Forbidden Forest for a run in wolf form to free yourself of the stress of your new school, you’re found by Draco in animagus form and he confronts you about it. But things go a tad bit more flirtatiously than you’d feared.

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Shaking off your human skin like a coat, you merged into your animagus form and rolled your hackles as you shook your head, accustoming yourself to the change. Pawing the dirt ground, you snapped your teeth and snarled at the empty air; then launched yourself between the trees with a lupine power in your muscles.

The feel of the wind carding through your coarse fur was soothing and you felt as though it had been an age since you’d breathed fresh air- air that carried with it the musky scent of woodland.

Tossing your head back, a howl burst forth from your lungs and soared up through the trees to the reddening late afternoon sky. Claws tore up the dry ground and ripped small green shrubbery from its roots.

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ok, there i was, hiking in the angeles national forest (couple of million acres, bigger than all of nyc, 30 minutes from my house, hooray) and i came upon this tiny house (among other tiny houses). 

here’s what’s odd, in sequence:

  • that there’s a 1,000,000 or more acre state park in los angeles county
  • that i was hiking in a t-shirt in february on my way to a waterfall and technically i was in a city
  • that there were some little cabins in the middle of the woods, not really near anything you’d consider a road
  • that they were uninhabited
  • that i don’t have a real job

and architecturally this is what you’d expect a little fairy tale bavarian cabin to look like. big stone chimney, little sloping snow shedding roof, stream in the front thing that almost is a yard, little bitty windows, rocks.

but…no road?  no utilities?  no people?  no elves or gnomes?

los angeles has shortcomings.  many of them.  but tiny gnome cabins by a stream in the middle of million plus acre state parks 30 minutes from my house isn’t one of them.

and, mea culpa, i didn’t have a camera so i had to take these pictures with my phone.

mea culpa i’m sorry.