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Spencer Reid x reader: caught

Spencer Reid x reader

Word count: 900, short but sweet

Warnings: talk of sexy times, a little bit of kissy kissy, Hotch being a proud but stern dad ok ok that’s it I think

Summary: You and Spencer have been keeping your relationship secret, and getting caught leads to an…interesting conversation.

You groaned and put the pen down on the case file in front of you. You and Spencer found yourselves alone in the conference room and you had been cranky all morning. The reason for that was simple: Spencer had gotten up before you, to arrive at the office at a different time, so you hadn’t gotten a good morning kiss from him.

Spencer didn’t look up from his work, but asked: “Are you okay?”

You huffed. “No, I am not.”

This made Spencer look up from his work with a frown. The concerned look in his eyes made your heart melt instantly. “What’s wrong?”

You pouted. “You didn’t give me a kiss this morning.”

Spencer’s expression softened. He looked at you with a mixture of adoration and amusement. “Aww, is someone cranky because she didn’t get a kiss?”

You playfully glare at him. “Shut up.”

Spencer shook his head with a smile. “I’ll make it up to you.” He promised, and your stomach did a flip.

However, that did little to ease your current grumpiness. “I just- really, really, want to kiss you right now.” You admitted.

Spencer’s eyes darted around the room, and even though they were alone, anyone could come in at any given time. “Here?”

You pouted once more. “Please?” You asked and gave him your best puppy eyes.

Spencer sighed and the hint of a smile formed on his face; he knew he couldn’t say no to you. He stood up and made his way over to you. “Alright.  Now come here.”

You happily got up and circled your arms around his neck. With that smile still on your face, you pressed your lips against his.

Spencer chuckled softly against your mouth and moved his hands to your waist to hold you closer. You let yourself get lost in the kiss, moving your lips leisurely against his, and opening your mouth so his tongue could-

Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching. Quickly, you and Spencer jumped apart to put a socially acceptable distance between the two of you. You quickly sat back down and put a file in front of your face, to hide it from whoever was approaching. Spencer did the same, only just managing to sit back down when the person came in.

It was Hotch. He looked between the two of you suspiciously, one eyebrow raised. “Did I interrupt something?”

You cleared your throat and held the file up a little higher, completely blocking Hotch from your view.

“No.” You and Spencer quickly said in unison, your voice a little higher than it normally was.

“You know,” he started, “you haven’t exactly been subtle the past three years.”

Spencer’s face flushed. “I- what- do you mean by that?” he asked innocently.

Hotch gave him a ‘are you serious’ look and continued. “The glances, the smiles, the touches. I’ve known since day one.”  He looked between the two of you once more.

“Besides, hotel walls on cases aren’t exactly- thin.”

You felt mortified when he said that. You wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole. You slowly lowered the file and looked at Hotch sheepishly. “I- uh-” You stammered.

Hotch gave the both of you a stern look. “Do I need to have the talk with you?”

Both yours and Spencer’s eyes widened. Spencer shook his head quickly. “No, sir, we know perfectly well how to- uhm-”

It was only then that Hotch’s face turned into a small smile. “Oh, trust me, I know that you know.”

You groaned and buried your head in your hands. “Please- let’s- stop talking about this.”

Hotch steered his expression back into a neutral one as he continued. “You know, I got an email from a hotel in Florida after a case, with the costs, and the damages.”

Now it was Spencer’s time to look mortified. You and Spencer had been busy doing- activities- which resulted in a broken bed.

“I- sir- the bed was already- unstable-” Spencer tried.

Hotch raised his eyebrows. “You chucked the broken pieces out the window?”

Spencer’s face flushed crimson, and you cringed in your seat. “I- we didn’t have many other options- let’s just forget about Florida. Please?” You pleaded, looking at Hotch with a desperate expression.

Hotch smirked. Actually smirked. “It’s good blackmailing material.”

Your mouth dropped open, you hadn’t expected the stoic, stern Hotch to ever say something like that.  

But Hotch wasn’t done. A small smile formed on his lips. “Besides, you two look like flustered teenagers. It’s hard not to tease you about it.”

Spencer hid his face in the file before him, no doubt beet-red right now.

Hotch’s face softened. “I’m happy for you.”

 Then, his face returned to the stern, stoic one. “Just- maybe, don’t indulge in certain activities when we’re out on a case. And” he paused, “I’m not ever forgetting Florida.”

“How about we don’t use mine and Spencer’s sex life for entertainment?” You pleaded. Unbeknownst to you, the rest of the team had been making their way to the conference room as well. Suddenly, you heard Mogan’s voice, and you could just tell there would be a smirk on his face if you turned around.

“Yours and Reid’s what now?”

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back on my bullshit

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Inside Out 2 if it was filmed inside my head

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all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.

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Spencer Reid x Reader: he gets shot.

Spencer Reid x Reader

Prompt: Reader is Spencer’s secret girlfriend and works at the hospital when he gets shot.

Warnings: mentions of blood, getting shot (not reader), guns, fluff, a little angst, not proofread

Word count: 1.4k

I sigh as I pinch the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. God, it’s been a long day. You look at your watch and groan; another three hours were left on your shift?

I turn my head as I hear a chuckle next to me, seeing my coworker raise her eyebrows at me.

“Long day?” She asks me.

“You have no idea.” I sigh. “I have touched way more bodily fluids today than I ever intended to in my entire life.”

She chuckles and shakes her head at me. “At least you got someone waiting for you at home.”

I can’t help the blush that appears on my cheeks as she mentions Spencer. Sure, we’ve been together for a while now, but it never got old.

My phone buzzes and I open it, smiling to see a text from Spencer: “We’re heading out now, should be back tonight. Don’t wait up for me ;)”

I quickly reply with a “Stay safe xxx” before returning to the computer in front of me. Those last three hours would feel like days at this rate.

--

An hour or so later, a message over the PA grabs my attention.

“Any available staff, please head to the emergency bay. Male, GSW to the neck.” So I was getting some action tonight.

But oh, I wished I wouldn’t. My eyes grow wide as I recognize who was being reeled in on a stretcher.

“Spencer!” His name had left my mouth before I could stop myself. I rush over to him, putting pressure on his wound.

“His pressure’s dropping!” 

A tear rolls down my cheek as I hear those words, watching his eyes roll to the back of his head. A hand gently pushed me back, struggling against my attempts to get back to Spencer.

“Stop.” Another nurse says. “You’re too close to this. You’re no help in this state.”

I know he’s right, but my heart said otherwise. I stop struggling as Spencer gets reeled into surgery, my arms going limp at my sides as I watch helplessly.

I hadn’t even noticed the people he came in with, since I had never met his team. Their glances my way went unnoticed.

--

My knee bounces as I check the time over and over again.

“Hey.” I look to my right, seeing a woman with colorful clothing and glasses smile kindly at me. “He’ll be alright.”

I nod, not noticing in my own stress how she said ‘he’ or how she seemed to try to convince herself of those words just as much as me.

I shoot up out of the chair I was in when I recognize Spencer’s surgeon come out.

“Is he alright? Is he-“

He interrupts me before I could continue. “He’ll be okay. The surgery went alright. He’s in room 102.”

I can’t help myself as I quickly throw my arms around him. “Thank you.”

The team watches as I quickly make my way to his room.

“Who was that?” Emily asks, but she doesn’t get an answer. The whole team was just as confused as she was.

--

“Did they check your vitals again?” I’m frantic as I check them myself, not waiting for Spencer to answer. “Did they-“

Spencer grabs my hand, pulling me back into the chair beside his bed. “Look at me. I’m okay.”

I quickly shake my head as I sit back down and grab his hand in mine. “You were shot, Spence. You could’ve-“ I cut myself off as I notice the tears that start to well up in my eyes.

“Just- don’t ever do that again.” I kiss his hand, earning a smile from him that I return.

Our moment was cut short when a nurse enters, not even glancing at us as he goes to Spencer’s IV.

“He had antibiotics an hour ago.” I say, frowning at the syringe in his hand. He takes a look at the chart, shaking his head.

“Doesn’t say so here.”

I quickly realize just what type of antibiotics are in the syringe, just as Spencer does.

“Hey, I can’t have those.” He starts, reaching for the nurse. “I have a severe reaction to those, it’s all in the chart-“

When he completely ignores him, I get up. “Hey, stop!”

Just as I grab the nurse’s hand and push it away, I hear Spencer yell. “He has a gun!”

My eyes grow wide as I realize Spencer was right, seeing it just as the nurse pushes me to the floor. I scoot backwards as I stare right down the barrel of the gun. I hear Spencer yell something and commotion outside the room, footsteps coming closer. Just as the man’s hand curls around the trigger, I shoot forward in a moment of bravery.

The sound of the shot has my ears ringing, but the bullet hits the floor just as I grab his legs, tackling him to the floor and kicking the gun away. I’m breathing heavily, wether from the shock or adrenaline, I didn’t know. My hand connects to the man’s face just as the door opens, a rather panicked stern man coming in, other people right on his tail.

I see his lips move but don’t hear him say anything, the ringing too strong. I turn to Spencer to see if he’s alright, finding his eyes already on me. He, too, was saying something as he reached for me, his hand cupping my face.

“Hotch, get him out of here.” I hear Spencer say, my hearing slowly coming back. The stern man from earlier handcuffs and escorts the man out of there, the others behind him staying at the door.

“Are you okay?” Spencer asks, his eyes scanning my face for any sort of injury. I cover his hand on my cheek with my own, nodding at him.

“Yeah, I’m just, uh, I-“ I ramble. “I’m okay.”

“I hate to interrupt, but uh-“ I turn around to see the voice coming from one of the people still at the door, black hair adorning her face as she motions to the two of us.

“Oh, yeah, I really wished you would’ve met under different circumstances, but,” Spencer starts, before motioning from me to the others, “this is my team. Emily, Derek, Rossi, JJ, Garcia, Hotch – this is Y/N, my, uh, girlfriend.”

A few looks of shock pass over their faces as I wave at them, a shy smile on my face.

“I really wanted you to meet her, I did, but it’s-“ Spencer starts explaining, but the man called Rossi cuts him off.

“It’s alright, kid. We understand.” He smiles kindly.

“Damn, pretty boy. I’m proud of you.” Derek says, smiling widely at his friend and winking at me.

“Shut up.” Spencer groans, and I can’t help but chuckle. He was never going to hear the end of this.

“You really pack a punch.” Emily says to me, referring to the man whose nose was probably broken.

“Oh, it was probably just the adrenaline.” I say, getting slightly flustered at all the attention.

“Girl, you broke the guy’s nose. That’s impressive.” The blonde woman, JJ, smiles at me.

“Now, everyone get out. I’d like to have my girlfriend to myself, before all of you steal her from me.”

Spencer’s statement earns a round of chuckles from everyone, before finally leaving the two of you alone.

His thumb runs soothing circles across your bruised knuckles, smiling at you. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“I know.” I say, grinning. “Your team seems nice. The guy in the suit, Hotch, could loosen up a little though.”

Spencer laughs at that, shaking his head. “I’ve been trying to tell him for years.”

I lean forward, gently brushing your lips against his.

“I love you.” I whisper, feeling Spencer smile against my lips.

--

“He better not let her go.” Rossi says, all of the team watching you through the window.

“How did he not tell anyone for so long? If I had a girlfriend that pretty, I would be boasting about it.” Garcia huffs, shaking her head.

Derek chuckles. “Yes, you would, baby girl.”

Hotch clears his throat. “Don’t you think we’re a bit creepy, just watching them through the window?”

Emily shrugs. “Probably. But they’re too cute, I’m not leaving.”

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I AM BACK FROM THE DEAD

Yall I haven't written anything in so long, but I wanted to say thank you x 1000 for all the love on the "scared out of my mind" fic 😭🙏

It was the first fic I ever posted on here and it somehow blew up lol

Even to this day, it's still getting likes. And so are other fics :D

I'm slowly getting back to writing, so stay tuned!

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I’ll be 23 next Friday so let’s pretend I’m 23 rn.

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Emily, in backseat: you were supposed to make a left! 

Derek: would you stop being a backseat driver already! 

Emily: IF I WAS DRIVING FROM BACK HERE WE WOULDNT BE LOST. 

Derek, releases wheel and turns around: oh- you wanna drive now? 

Reid, holding on to door handle, failing at grabbing the steering wheel: G-GUYS! 

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If you’re willing to, could you please write a blurb of Spencer Reid being cute and clingy to fem!reader while he’s drunk? Like they’re dating and the team goes out for drinks to celebrate a case or smth and Spencer is super hammered and being all clingy and loveydovey to reader? You’re writing is amazing and you seem super cool so tysmm❤️❤️

Drunk - a Spencer Reid blurb

A/n: hi anon! First of all, thank you so much!! You made my day 😭 <33 anddd i hope this is something along the lines of what you wanted, enjoy!

Pairing: spencer reid x reader

Word count: 500-ish

Warnings: talk about alcohol (everyone is above the legal drinking age), Spencer being a fluffy baby

"God, I'm so glad this case is finally over." Prentiss groaned.

"I second that." You said, taking another sip of your drink.

The case had been exhausting; you had to travel all the way to the west coast and the case lasted a full two weeks. Now, to celebrate, the team had decided to go for some drinks.

Spencer, who was already a bit tipsy, grabbed you hand and intertwined your fingers under the table. You offered him a soft smile and gently squeezed his hand, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. You forgot the fact that you were sitting at a table full of profilers so you looked confused when you saw everyone smile your way.

"What?" You asked, while Spencer stroked your hand with his thumb.

"Nothing." JJ said innocently, grinning at you.

"You and boy genius over there are being cute, that's all." Morgan said and you could feel your face heating up. Spencer couldn't handle the embarrassment and hid his face in your neck, groaning, which made the whole table say 'aww' at his reaction

"Anyone want a refill?" You offered in order to break the tensions, and everyone nodded, making you wonder how the hell you were gonna carry 7 drinks back to the table. Luckily, Spencer came to your aid.

"I'l come with." He offered with a sweet smile.

He wrapped an arm protectively around your waist on the way there, making you chuckle.

"I'm not going anywhere, Spence."

"Shut up." He grumbled, kissing the top of your head.

"Aren't they the cutest?" Garcia said, having watched the whole thing from the table.

"They sure are." Derek agreed, happy that his two best friends are so in love with each other.

You brought the drinks back to the table and took your seat next to Spencer again, who almost immediately put his hand on top of your thigh.

"Someone's clingy." You said quietly, nudging him.

"So?" He said with puppy eyes, kissing your cheek.

"Get a room, guys." Rossi joked at which he received Reid's middle finger. To further prove his point, he went full for your lips. The whole table groaned which made both you and Spencer smile into the kiss.

"So, when are we getting a baby genius?" Hotch asked smiling.

"Oooh, yes please! I love babies!" Garcia exclaimed, tipsy. "And you guys too!"

"Baby girl, you ship these two way too hard." Derek laughed.

You kind of zoned out of the conversation, feeling Spencer rest his head on your shoulder. You would never admit it to anyone, but you thought he was absolutely adorable when he was drunk. He made you feel ways you had never felt with anyone before. He made you feel safe, like you didn't have to pretend with him. You could just be who you were and not worry about it.

"I love you." He whispered into your neck, placing a kiss there.

You smiled and kissed the top of his head.

"I love you too, Spencie."

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A/n: reminder that you're loved and you're doing amazing!

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are your requests open? :)

Yes they are!

Also, I'm so sorry to all the requests I've ignored for so long 😭😭 I'm gonna start working on them asap!

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Pretty hot - Spencer Reid

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: nothing tbh, just tooth rotting fluff and sum kissy kissy

You shivered for the umpteenth time that day while your breath formed little clouds in the cold air. You hadn't been able to get warm again ever since JJ announced you'd be going to Alaska.The case was over and everything went well, but the plane couldn't take off until tomorrow morning due to the snow.

"God, why Alaska?" You murmured to no one in particular. A small smile formed on Spencer's lips at that.

"You're not a fan of the cold?" He asked. The glare you gave him was enough to make him chuckle. Looking at you, he felt completely warm inside. He thought your red nose and rosy cheeks were absolutely adorable.

"We're here." Hotch said. Looking up from the snow, you see a rusty looking building in front of you.

"That's supposed to keep me warm tonight?" You sigh. Morgan laughs and ruffles your hair.

"Awww, poor baby." He mocks you before you give him a playful shove.

--

"Bad news." Hotch announced once you were all settled in the hotel lobby. "There's only four rooms left, and six of us. Some are gonna have to double up."

"I'm not sleeping with Reid." Derek said almost immediately.

"Dibs." Garcia said while grabbing Derek's hand.

"I'll sleep with you." You say to Reid before realizing how creepy you just sounded. Even Rossi was almost laughing at the way you worded that.

"I- I mean, I'll room with you." You cough awkwardly, your face now red from something completely else than the cold.

--

"Wanna play?" Spencer asked you as he gestured to the chess board in the lobby. It was still early to go to sleep, and the room was probably gonna be way colder than the lobby was.

"Sure." You smiled and Spencer moved to set up the game.

It was your turn to start, but your hands were shaking so hard from the cold that clumisly moved a pawn forward. Spencer frowned at that; he didn't know you were THAT cold.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, continuing the game. And for the first time that evening you felt a little warm insinde from his concern.

"Yeah." You shrugged. "Just cold, you know."

Spencer snorted and took your knight from the board. You silently cursed yourself for not seeing that earlier before looking at Spencer again.

"What?"

"Just cold. In my memory, the definition of 'just cold' isn't teeth chatter, hands shaking and purple lips." Spencer looked up from the board and your breath hitched in your throat. The utter adoration and warmth in his eyes was enough to even make the snow outside melt. Their caramel color gave you a sense of belonging, of home. Oh, how you could get lost in those eyes.

"It's also your turn, by the way." He added with a small grin.

"Right." You coughed and moved one of your pieces. "Check." You said proudly.

"Impressive," he complimented you, "but," He moved his queen and suddenly, "checkmate."

"Wha-" you started, but immediately gave up. It was too cold to actually attempt to understand what you had done wrong. The game was nice though, for a minute, you had actually forgotten about the temperature.

"One day, I'll beat you."

"In your dreams." He said playfully.

You yawn loudly and rub your hands together to try and warm them up a little.

"Sleep?" Spencer offered and you nodded gladly.

--

What a typical cliché, was the first thing you thought when you entered the room. You guessed it, there was only one bed. For a moment, you found yourself imagining Spencer and yourself in those typical romantic scenarios where this happens. You shook your head to clear the thoughts and opened your mouth to say something you almost felt bad about. "You're taking the floor."

To your surprise, Reid was smiling. "I didn't expect anything else."

You settled down in the room while Spencer showered, slipping into your pj's and pulling the covers of the bed as high as possible. You had turned the heater in the room all the way up, but it didn't seem to do much. Shaking like a leaf, you waited for Spencer to come back in order to turn off the lights.

You looked up when you heard the bathroom door and were met with a mouthwatering sight: Spencer, with only a towel around his waist, curls still wet and water dripping down his chest.

"Forgot my clothes." He apologized with a sheepish smile. "Sorry."

"Please," you huffed quietly when the door closed again, "don't apologize."

--

It was the middle of the night when you woke up again from the sheer cold. Your started shivering and your teeth clattered against each other. This continued for roughly 20 minutes before Spencer sighed.

"Alright, I can't sleep with the teeth chatter." You heard him move and before you could process what he was doing, you felt the bed behind you dip.

"What the hell are you doing?" You hissed at him. He ignored your question and instead continued to climb into the bed with you.

"Body heat is the most effective way to get warn quickly." He said and you could detect something odd in his voice. Was he nervous?

You blew into your numb hands before sighing and turning around to face Spencer.

"Fine." You grumbled stubbornly. "Get over here."

He gladly accepted your offer and scooted closer to you, smoothly wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you as close as possible. You immediately blushed from his close proximity. "Uhm-" you started.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" Spencer asked concerned, loosening his grip on you a little to look at you.

"No, no-" you said, looking up at him. Your breath hitched in your throat when you realized his face was mere inches from yours. You couldn't help it; your eyes flickered down to his lips and back up to his caramel eyes again.

One of Spencer's hands moved to your cheek, all the while looking for any signs that you were uncomfortable. At this point, his soft pink lips were the only thing your eyes could focus on.

"We should probably get some rest." You whispered, making no move to actually go to sleep.

Spencer leaned closer to you. "Probably." He whispered back. You could feel his breath on your own lips and you forgot to breathe.

"Spence," you said softly.

"Yeah?"

"just kiss me already."

He wasted no time after that; he connected your lips with a fiery passion but still with an unimaginable softness also.

His tongue softly prodded your lips which you gladly accepted, opening up your mouth. He let his tongue dance with yours before retracting it and leaning away from you.

You were breathing heavily and so was he.

Your eyes still closed from the kiss, you took your hand back from his curls and let it rest on your side.

"You warm yet?" He asked, making you laugh.

"Pretty hot, actually."

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BONUS:

"What's got you two all smiley?" Derek asked the next morning at breakfast. "You sleep THAT good?" He smirked.

"You wish, Derek." You replied.

"I slept on the floor, just like you." Spencer said.

Hotch and Rossi, who were watching from a little distance, were both already sevretly profiling you.

"They definitely kissed, didn't they?" Rossi said.

"Most definitely." Hotch replied.

Rossi smiled big. "Excuse my cursing, but fucking finally."

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yall i rebooted my computer and lost all my works lmfao so i gotta rewrite it all rip

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|| Masterlist ||

Numbers next to the title indicate word count. If there is none, it's less than 1k

Sam and Colby:

Colby Brock - Scared out of my mind (3.1k)

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid - Pretty hot (1.2k)

Spencer Reid - Drunk blurb

Spencer Reid - he gets shot (1.4k)

Spencer Reid - caught

The rookie:

comming soon!

Other:

Nate Hardy - Odessa Catacombs

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ouu! can i request you write a nate x reader(in a relationship) where theyre in the odessa catacombes w sam and colby? :)

Odessa Catacombs - Nate Hardy

Roughly based off of this video

This is my first request ever ashakjht thank you so much anon! I hope you like it :)

Disclaimer: The video and the story take place before the whole war thingy. I just want to say that I am not in the slightest way ignoring anythinig that is happening at the moment and that my heart goes out to everyone there <3

Summary: you join Nate, Sam, and Colby to explore the Odessa Catacombs in Ukraine

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: fluff, mentions of death and hauntings, sum kissing, again not proofread lmao

“Babyyyy.” Nate drawls out the last syllable. A small smirk forms on your lips, knowing that he only did that when he wanted something from you.

You’re currently sitting on his couch, feet on the coffee table, mindlessly scrolling through your phone. Nate walks closer to the couch and hugs you from behind, burying his face in your neck.

“Yesss?” You say innocently in the same tone that he did.

“You would do anything for me, right?” He asks, voice muffled by your hair.

You laugh. “Depends on what you want me to do, babe.”

“Sam and Colby are going to Ukraine for a video and asked me to come. Come with me?” He says, and even though you can’t see him, you know that his puppy eyes are on full display.

You pretend to think about it for a moment. “What’s in it for me?” You tease. “What do I get in return?”

You feel the corners of his lips curl up against your neck. “I can think of a few different things.”

He starts placing kisses on your neck and you immediately know you’re  a goner.

“Pretty please?” He pleads. You let out a breath of air when he kisses that particular spot on your collarbone, and he smirks at your reaction.

“Not fair, Hardy.” You huff and you turn around to face your beautiful boyfriend.

“As long as I get the window seat on the plane there.” You say.

So here you are, in Ukraine, countless hours later. You had met up with Sam and Colby as soon as you arrived and are now preparing to start the intro to the video.

“Today, we are going to be visiting the Odessa catacombs, the single largest group of tunnels and underground city in the world.” Sam says to the camera.

“During Odessa’s industrial ‘boom’, they started digging for limestone underneath the surface. But because there were no regulations, they just dug at random.” Nate says.

“Which basically created a massive labyrinth that’s only like, half mapped. So  it’s like, really easy to get lost in there.” You add.

“There were literally like 2 people found dead this year in here.” Colby states.

“Wait really?” You ask. “No one told me about that part.” You chuckle but the fact kind of creeped you out. One of your worst fears about this place was to get stuck down there and never find your way out again.

Colby nods and continues. “Yeah, this isn’t like from ancient times. Even today, people get lost and there’s even cults down there.”

“Right now, we’re at the catacombs museum, a pretty popular tourist spot, but later today, we’re also going into the uncharted catacombs.”

“The wild catacombs.” Nate says dramatically and you snort.

“Wild, seriously? How can a bunch of tunnels be wild?” You ask. Sam had cut the camera by now and you start walking towards your guide.

“Babe, I know a wild thing when I see one.” He smirks as he puts an arm around your shoulders. You playfully roll your eyes at him, and you see Colby in front of you who had turned around to listen to your conversation now turn back again with an odd expression on his face, making you chuckle.

“Alright everyone, this is Ivan, our tour guide. He’s going to be helping us through the tunnels since we have no idea what we’re doing.” Colby says. “Can you maybe tell us some history about the museum and the catacombs itself?”

“The museum here was built in 1960 to remember the partisans who were hiding here during the second world war.” Ivan starts. “But the catacombs are actually just stone mines. Odessa was basically built from this material.”

“If the mines are that big, isn’t there a high risk of it collapsing while we’re in there?” You ask slightly worried, and you feel Nate take your hand in his own.

Ivan nods. “In these types of things, there’s always a risk involved. In fact, there are still many bones of miners buried underneath the collapsed parts. But hopefully everything will be safe today.” He says with a small laugh.

“Hopefully.” You mutter. You feel Nate give your hand a gentle squeeze before he turned to Ivan.

“Do you believe this place is haunted?”

The tour guide shrugs nonchalantly. “Yeah, maybe.”

Sam laughs. “He’s just like, oh whatever.”

 

“Dude, it’s so much colder in here.” You remark as soon as you step in the tunnels, your worries from earlier disappearing to the background.

“Yeah, it’s gonna be cold like all day.” Sam agrees.

Ivan takes you through numerous rooms and you already feel like you’re completely lost. You learn that the miners often take horses in here and that they would eventually go blind because of the absence of light. After discussing what this place would do to your biological clock and seeing the shooting range, Ivan takes you to the partisans’ hospital.

“Isn’t this like, way too small for all the people that lived down here?” You ask.

“Yes, of course. I am convinced that there are lots of other hospital rooms like this one throughout the tunnels. Obviously they won’t have like the beds in them because this is just part of the museum, but there are lots of places that could have been a hospital like this one.” Ivan says.

“C’mon dude, get it up.” You hear Sam say. You look over and see that Nate was messing with a blood pressure device thing.

“A lot of guys struggle with this, okay.” He says.

“I can help if you like.” You say seductively, winking at him. You see Colby fake gag and you’re pretty sure that if it hadn’t been for this odd lightning, Nate would have been blushing.

“Wrong website, guys!” Sam shouts laughing,

“Join xplrclub for only one dollar this week for more exclusive content.” You say at the camera, wiggling your eyebrows.

---

The hospital was the last stop of the museum tour, and you had to take a different entrance to go to the uncharted catacombs. What you didn’t realize, however, is that you had to walk up like 5 flights of stairs just to get back to the surface.

Once you get to the top, everyone’s panting heavily.

“Oh, fuck me.” You say, since that was more physical than you thought it would be. You realize how your exclaim sounds and you hold up one hand to Nate. “Don’t you dare make a joke out of that.”

He chuckles as response and puts both of his hands up defensively.

---

Once you get to the other entrance, you instantly notice the difference with the tunnels from the museum. The ground is muddy and slippery, and you have to carefully pay attention so you don’t end up on your ass.

“Somehow, you have to get down.” Ivan says, and we all let out a laugh.

Colby goes first. “It’s doable.” He says after he gets down. “I only caused like one avalanche.”

Once Nate had safely gotten down there, he extends a hand to you which you gratefully take.

A few meters further, Ivan stops and scans the area. “The entrance of the catacombs is blocked because of the flood. We’ll have to get in this way.” He says, gesturing to a tiny hole in the ceiling.

“We have to fit through that?” You ask perplexed.  You turn to look at Ivan, but he was already gone.

“Bro, our guide just disappeared.” Sam chuckles.

Once again, Colby decides to go first on this one. After a couple of moments of struggle, he had disappeared, and it almost looked like the ceiling had swallowed him. Sam is up next and then it’s your turn.

“Wish me luck.” You say and Nate kisses the top of your head gently. You hand him your go-pro and start climbing up.

“Did you hear that?” Colby asks as soon as you get your head up through the hole.

“What?” You frown, pushing yourself up as gracefully as you could.

“Dude, where did Ivan even go?” Sam wonders while looking around, the sound now completely forgotten.

You lend Nate who was right behind you a hand and pull him up.

“He went left, for sure.” Nate says, going in that direction. And sure enough, you suddenly bump back into Ivan, making your heart skip a beat.

“I checked and the lower levels are ruined from the flood. A lot of small tunnels, so probably not the best idea to go down there.” Your guide says and Sam’s eyes were already screaming ‘hell no’ at the small tunnels part.

“So, I propose we climb up.” Ivan continues, pointing a big gap in the wall about a meter and a half up. He shows us how to climb up and makes it look way easier than it would turn out to be.

“Why do I always wear skinny jeans when we do these types of things?” Colby sighs before holding onto the wall and climbing up. Nate is up next and this time it’s his turn to stretch out his hand for you.  Your foot suddenly slides off the wall and you feel Sam’s hands supporting your butt in order to not make you fall.

“Were you seriously groping my girlfriend’s ass, Golbach?” Nate asks once Sam gets up as well.

“Would you rather she broke her neck?” Sam says and Nate begins laughing. “Dude, I’m joking. Thank you so much for saving the life of my one true love.” He says dramatically, putting a hand over his heart.

Even though he had a playful tone, you couldn’t help but smile at his words.

---

You gather around the camera to start explaining the ghost stories of this place.

“It’s not just the biggest labyrinth in the world, on top of that, it’s also haunted.” Colby laughs.

“It is. There are a lot of ghost stories from here, one of them being Masha.” Sam says.

“Masha and her friends decided to explore the catacombs here late at night. They were drunk, it was New Year’s eve, and they were just some teenagers looking for some fun. They ended up spending the night here, and when they woke up, Masha wasn’t there anymore. Her friends tried to look for her but they never found her, and now she’s rumored to haunt these tunnels, still looking for a way out.” Colby says.

“Damn, that’s sad.” You say. Nate nods and continues the story.

“There were a lot of search parties sent out to look for her. A while later though, a group of young explores thought they had found her body and took pictures in front of it. A lot of people believed that this story was all a myth. So much even, that a journalist had to pressure the police to get the body out. From the looks of it, she had spent three days in pitch black and cold trying to find her way out before dying to dehydration.”

(A/N: I did some research on this story and there are a lot of different versions. Some of them say that Masha went in alone, others say that her friends went with her and ‘abandoned’ her in the tunnels. Some even say it never even happened. I just went with what I wrote here)

“Another entity that supposedly haunts this place is Bout.” You say. “He is said to protect any treasure from these tunnels. Bout was an officer from Odessa who was on board of the Titanic. They rescued him and he made like a small Titanic out of gold. He hid it in these catacombs and never came back for it.”

“For three generations though, people have come here to look for treasure. As the legend goes, if you took anything from here, Bout would cause amnesia and make whole tunnels collapse to make sure you never got out again. If you died here because of that, you would become the next Bout to protect the treasure here.” Sam says.

“There are actually a few versions of this legend. Another one is that it’s Brigantine, and not the Titanic. We’ll see some pictures of it later.” Ivan says from behind the camera.

“Obviously there are many ghost stories from this place, but I think the last one we should talk about is the White Hunter.” Sam says. “A long time ago, there were two guys down here and one of them got trapped. His friend ended up not helping him get out.”

“You guys better help me get out of here.” Colby says, looking at us.

“Yeah, 100% dude.”

“Oh hell no.” You say and Colby looks at you with a fake shocked face. “You put green hair dye in my shampoo. I’m still not over it.”

“For the record, that was three years ago, as a revenge prank. She had swapped my toothpaste with soy sauce.” He says while looking at the camera, and you grin at the memory.

“Anyway, this guy had so much anger at his friend that he came after anyone that was in here. If you didn’t, like, make the right offering, he could make you the next White Explorer.” Sam continues.        

“Then, there’s another version of this story, that if you do make the right offering he would actually help you get out.” Colby says.

“Do we have anything to offer though?” You ask.

“We have Nate.” Sam deadpans and we all burst out laughing.

“Oh hell no, I don’t want his angry girlfriend putting ketchup in the coffee maker.” Colby says, looking at you with a scared expression.

----- Tiny time skip yall im sorry lol -----

“I can give you, like, a small task to test your orienteering skills if you want.” Ivan says, “if you go left on each crossroad, you should end up right here where we are now.”

“You’d be able to find us if we got lost though, right?” You ask, slightly nervous about going into the catacombs on your own.

“Yeah, I hope so.” Ivan says and everyone starts laughing uncomfortably.

“I’m going to need that hat of yours for this.” You say, taking Nate’s hat off of his head and putting it on your own.

“You look better with it anyway.” Nate flirts and Colby groans.

“Sam, why did we invite the lovebirds?” He says, seemingly annoyed, but you know he doesn’t mean any harm with it. While Colby was the one usually complaining about you and Nate being all cute together, he was also the one who rooted for the two of you the hardest when you weren’t dating yet.

 

“This is like, my worst nightmare.” Sam says and you immediately agree with him.

Nate places an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him as you all start to walk into the dark tunnels.

“If we don’t find the way back, at least we’ll die together. That’s kind of romantic, right?” He says, probably attempting to comfort you a little.

“Dude,”, Colby says, “since when is dying together romantic?”

Nate rolls his eyes. “Have you ever heard of Romeo and Juliet?”

You take the first left turn before Sam replies. “Juliet was literally thirteen years old.”

“Guys!” you say loudly. “I don’t see any of you getting comforted by your significant other. Y’all are just jealous.”

Colby laughs. “Fair point.”

---

“Are we sure this is the right way?” Sam asks as Colby and Nate had already climbed through a hole in the wall.

You shrug, “It’s the only way to go left here.”

“Alright, so far we’ve taken two lefts and now we’re taking a right. So that means we should take two more lefts to make a square.” Sam says, slightly confused. “No wait, one more left.”

“So after three lefts, straight should come here.” Sam continues, pointing at a brick wall. “So if we take a right, we should take one more left.”

You laugh. “I didn’t understand anything of that and I’m pretty sure none of the viewers did too.”

“Wait, guys look.” Colby says, walking to a small hole in the wall.

“We’re not going down that, right?” You say as your eyes go wide.

“Yeah, no, Ivan said we’d come through that massive hole. If the massive hole is through the tiny hole, there’s no fucking way bro. I don’t want to go down that.” Sam says, and he looks just as scared as you.

“So we must have taken a wrong turn.” Colby says, thinking, and you nervously fumble with your hands. Nate notices and takes both of them in his own to calm you down.

 “But we only took left?” Colby wonders, looking confused as shit.

“I guarantee you, the big hole is through the little hole, but I don’t want to go through the little hole.” Sam says, letting out a laugh.

Just as his sentence ends, you hear a bang down the small tunnel, making you jump. Nate lets go of your hands and hugs you from behind, leaning his head on your shoulder.

“Did you hear that?” Colby says with wide eyes.

“Yeah I heard that too.” Sam confirms.

“If this doesn’t work we’ll just go back the way we came, right?” You ask and you feel Nate nod against your shoulder before letting go of you to go first.

Nate attempts to shuffle through the small tunnel, and as he’s almost at the end, he quickly tries to get back as soon as possible.

“Did you hear that?” He asks, still halfway in the hole.

“Dude, that shook the ground. It sounded like giant rocks falling.”

“That means something collapsed, right?” Sam says.

“Ivan!” Nate yells through the tunnel.

“That’s got to be him, right?”

“Oh! Ivan, what’s up?” Nate says relieved as he pokes his head through the other side of the tunnel.

You let out a breath and Sam laughs. “Oh man, I was scared for a moment.”

Sam’s up next and after he tried to crouch through the whole thing, you start to go, but Colby holds you back.

“Wait, let’s mess with them for a bit.” He says and you grin at the idea. After dimming your flashlights, it didn’t take long for your friends to start calling out for you.

“Colby? Y/N?” You hear Sam’s voice. “Guys, are you coming?”

“Y/N? Please, this is not funny, okay?” Nate shouts and you almost feel bad for him.

“Nate really doesn’t give a shit about me.” Colby whispers, laughing,  and you snort before covering your mouth to stifle the sound.

“Should I go check?” Ivan says,  his voice muffled by the rock between you.

“Nah, we’re just messing with you.” Colby says, turning on the flashlight and you hear the others starting to laugh.

Once you got through, Nate places his hands on your hips and pouts. “Don’t do that to me, okay?”

You put your hands on his shoulders, looking into his adorable puppy eyes. “Aww, I’m sorry. A kiss to make it up?” You ask, eyeing his lips.

He grins and connects your lips, lightly squeezing your hips. Your hands make your way up to his hair and you forget where you are as that glorious tongue-

“They’re definitely dying here together.” Sam says and you notice his voice sounds a little too far away.

You pull away from Nate to see that the others had already started to move further down the catacombs.

“Forever lost in eternal love. It’s a good headline.” Colby snickers, looking at the two of you.

You shake your head at your friends before looking back at Nate who had the most adorable expression on his face.

“So it’s totally the hat, right?” You say, smirking. Nate usually wouldn’t let himself go this far when his friends where near.

“Yeah,”, he breathes, “it makes you look really fricking hot.”

--- time skip to the rituals lmao ---

“We are here, us four, all the way from the United States, to talk to any sort of spirit down here.” Sam says.

You were all set up, equipment scattered through the room and candles on the table in front of you. Not to mention the burning goat heads on the walls that made this place look even creepier.

“We don’t mean any harm or disrespect, we just want to hear your story.” You try.

“Woah, look!” Sam exclaims, pointing to the thermal camera that Nate is holding. “That just shut down!”

“And it has like no automatic shut down, right?” Colby asks.

“Yeah, after what happened at the conjuring house I checked, and it didn’t.”

“If anyone is down here, could you maybe try to communicate with us using one of these devices?” Nate asks. “You can come up to them and touch them, to let us know you’re here.”

After getting no response, you tried again with Ivan translating, but that didn’t seem to work either. You decided to move on after about thirty minutes, but then one of the candles from the goat heads fell down.

“Woah, holy fuck!” Sam shouts, walking over to where the candle fell. Just then, another one in the back of the room tumbled down.

“Look! That one as well!” You say, both scared and excited that something was finally happening.

“What?”

“Dude, two candles just went down, it was like the devil just winked at us.” Sam says.

Almost immediately after Sam said that, a cloak that hung on the wall fell down too, right next to Nate.

“Did you just hit that off?” Sam asks, pointing at the cloak.

“No, it just fell down right next to me!” Nate says with wide eyes.

“Nothing has ever happened before you, so maybe we should just go.” Ivan says from the side of the room, his eyes going between the cloak and the music box going off every now and then.

“Bro, it smell horrible in here.” Colby says.

“Honestly, let’s just get out of here.” You say, now definitely on edge.

“Yeah, if Ivan wants to get out, so do I.” Sam agrees, but another candle falls down.

As Sam and Colby are shouting about it, you grasp Nate’s hand and he squeezes back, just as scared as you are.

“Alright, I’m done.” Ivan says, and everyone agrees to get out of the tunnels.

After the fifteen-minute walk all the way back, you are finally able to breath in fresh air again. You close your eyes as the sun warms your skin, and Nate swears you had never looked more beautiful. The afternoon sun makes your hair look like it’s glowing and a peaceful expression on your face.

“Dude, you’re whipped.” Colby says with a smile, patting him on the shoulder before getting ready to film the outro to the video.

A smile forms on Nate’s face just by looking at you. “Yeah, I am.”

[strawberrysands]

Hide and Seek | Colby Brock

this is slightly nsfw. ayooooooo.

Pairing: Colby brock x reader

Word Count: 982

Warnings: MINORS DNI!! grinding, making out, teasing

"Alright, everyone has five minutes to hide! Go!" Sam called out before shutting the front door. Everyone scattered, running off to find their own hiding spots. You were about to go find your own before Colby grabbed your arm. "What?" You asked. Colby smirked, "I have the best hiding spot," He said and you giggled slightly, "Oh really? You gonna hide behind a fake plant again?" You teased. Colby shook his head before pointing up. You looked up, seeing where he was pointing. There was a hatch obviously leading to some kind of attic or storage space. A place you knew sam couldn't get to.

"How the hell are we supposed to get up there?" You asked. Colby climbed onto the dining table, holding out his hand for you to take. You grabbed his hand, climbing onto the dining table as well. Colby reached up, getting on his tiptoes and undoing the hatch, making it open to a very dark storage space. "There's no way," You said, looking up into the spot. "Here, i'll help you." Colby got down on one knee, signaling you to use his knee to climb up. You grabbed his shoulders, shakily standing on his knee/thigh. You reached up, grabbing the ledge. You weren't very strong so it was a bit difficult to pull yourself up but colby helped you. He pushed you up into the spot.

"You in?" He asked and you nodded, "I'm in. It's dark as fuck," You said, climbing back into the spacious spot. There was tons of room. Colby grabbed onto the ledge before jumping and lifting himself up into the space. Not gonna lie, it was kinda hot to watch. He climbed into the spot, closing the door behind him. The whole room got dark and you couldn't even see colby in front of you. You turned on your phones flashlight, "Can we keep this on? I mean Sam will be blindfolded so it shouldn't matter, right?" You asked and colby nodded, "Yeah, you scared of the dark or something?" Colby teased, making you roll your eyes.

The two of you sat in silence for the next ten minutes. You tried not to giggle or laugh as you heard Sam fumbling around right below the two of you. Once it got silent, Colby spoke. "You know, there's no way he'll find us up here," He said and you giggled, "Wow, that didn't sound scary at all," You said. Colby smiled shaking his head, "I'm just saying.. we're gonna be up here for a while... and we might as well make use of our time," He shrugged. Your face turned into shock, "Mr. Colby Brock, are you suggesting what i'm thinking you're suggesting?" You said and Colby shrugged once more, a slight smirk on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about, I wasn't suggesting anything." He said.

You shook your head, crawling towards him. "You're always so dirty minded y/n, I don't know what i'm gonna do with you," He said, smirking. "I bet this was your plan all along, huh?" You said, moving to straddle his lap. "Am I that predictable?" He asked, placing his hands on your hips. "You're getting very predictable." You giggled. You leaned in, kissing him gently. He kissed back, just as gentle. His hands slid from your sides down to your thighs. You wrapped your arms around his neck. The kiss grew rougher, needier as time went on. You had to keep in mind that you needed to stay silent, but honestly, even if you didn't, sam wouldn't be able to get to the two of you.

"You know, Im not having sex with you up here," You whispered against his lips. "You are so dirty! I wasn't even thinking about that," Colby joked, pulling back to look at you. "Oh yeah? Then why are you hard?" You giggled, grinding down slightly against him. He bit down on his bottom lip as he swallowed back a groan. "Because you're beautiful, duh," He said and you blushed, rolling your eyes once more.

You were about to say something else but Sam came back into the room. Colby put his hand over your mouth so you wouldn't talk. "Alright, all we have left is y/n and Colby," He said. "And they have to be in this room before every other room is blocked off," He added. The two of you listened as he fumbled around, the toy gun hitting the walls. "Can you guys at least give me a sign?" Sam said and you giggled. Colby took his hand off your mouth before making a fake moan making you laugh. "What the fuck? It sounds like they're above me," Sam said and once again you laughed. You crawled off of Colby's lap, wiping dust off your knees.

After 30 seconds Kat called it, meaning the game was over. "Okay, you two can come out," Sam said, pulling off his blindfold. Colby opened the hatch making everyone let out a surprised noise. "What the fuck? How'd you get up there?" Sam laughed. "We're explorers dude, what did you expect?" He laughed, hopping down out of the space and onto the table. You followed him out, him helping you out of the space and back onto the table. "Well, I guess you both win," Sam said and the room clapped.

Before everyone went their separate ways, sam whispered something to colby making him blush and smile as he looked at you. He walked over to you, placing his hands on your hips. "What was that about?" You asked, arms wrapped around his neck. "Sam said we aren't allowed to hide together anymore," He said and you looked at him a bit confused. "Why?" You asked. "Because, he could see my hard on," He said making you laugh. "Oh my god," You giggled before kissing him gently.

[strawberrysands]

would you write for nate hardy? :)

Hi love!

I don't know like a whole lot about him but I'm familiar with him. So I probably won't write about him like out of myself, but if I got a request I sure would.

Hope that answers your question! ;)

[strawberrysands]

Scared out of my mind - Colby Brock

Pairing: Colby Brock x fem!reader

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: angst, fluffy ending, talk about ghosts/paranormal activity, mentions of murder and suicide (in the story as of why the place is haunted), fainting, cursing, not proofread

You groan as the covers of your bed get violently ripped off of you. At the foot of your bed, Sam is standing with a shit-eating grin, blankets in one hand and a camera in the other. Colby on the other hand, pulled your curtains open. You immediately bury your head in the pillow in an attempt to escape the sudden light.

“Is this some sort of prank? Or just straight up torture?” You whine, earning a laugh from both of the boys.

“Sweetheart, it’s almost 2 P.M.” Colby deadpans, and it’s a good thing that your head is hidden in the pillows, because your face immediately heats up at the nickname.

“So?” Your voice sounds muffled but the annoyance is evident in it.

“As you guys can see, Y/N is not much of a morning person.” Sam says, probably to the camera, and you flip him off without looking.

“We’re going to the Drayman’s Manor. Wanna come?” Colby asks and his voice makes you turn on your back to face him. You gaze into his blue eyes just a second too long before answering.

“On one condition though…”

“Anything.”

“Really?”

“No.”

You sigh. “Gimme the blankets back please?” You plead, and make grabby hands at Sam. Colby almost aww’s out loud at the sight of you pouting just for the covers.

Sam laughs and throws the material over you, covering you from head to toe. “Alright. We leave in an hour!” He shouts before exiting the room.

You push the blanket away from your face, and see Colby still standing there.

You raise your eyebrows at him. “What are you still doing here?”

“I wanted to make sure you actually got up, knowing you.” He replies and you laugh.

“Good point.” You get up and walk towards your dresser, and Colby has to physically restrain every atom in his body to look at anything but you. Your hair was messy, your eyes still sleepy and the sleep shorts you were wearing made Colby’s mind wander to places it probably shouldn’t.

You turn and face him again and giggle at his expression. “Cat got your tongue?” You tease, bending over to grab something and purposely pushing your ass out a little more.

Colby clears his throat awkwardly and starts walking to the door. “I’m gonna-… I’m gonna wait outside. Yeah, I’m gonna do that.” He says, whispering the last part to himself.

--  time skip cuz im lazy

A couple of hours later you were standing in front of the Drayman’s Manor, together with Sam, Colb and Kat. Sam began the video and introduced you and Kat, and after that you headed inside to meet with the tour guide. Before you got in though, you swear you saw something move on the first floor, behind a window. Blaming it on fatigue, you shake your head and continue walking.

Colby, however, had noticed your discomfort and gently took your hand in his own. “Are you okay?” He asked. You gave him a smile that didn’t quite meet your eyes and replied. “Yeah, I’m just tired. All good.”

Colby seems hesitant, but you had reached to house and the tour guide was coming your way so he joined Sam to film.

“Are you okay with us filming?” Colby asks her.

“Totally! We get a lot of people here who want to document their time here, so it’s no problem.” She replies kindly.

Polly, the guide, immediately takes us up to the first floor, supposedly the most haunted one.

“As you may know, James Drayman bought this manor in the 1850’s for him and his wife, Laura. It was supposed to be a loving family home, but, naturally, it wasn’t.” She says, and Kat shivers.

“How did he afford this place? I mean, it’s a really big house, and I understood that James and Laura weren’t exactly that rich.” Colby asks and Polly nods.

“Correct. James really wanted to do something special for his newlywed wife, so he thought to surprise her with this home. He couldn’t afford it at all, but he somehow managed to convince the seller that he had some sort of loan going on, and he was able to move into the place. However, after a while, it became clear that James didn’t have a loan or the money at all. So he started to force Laura to bear his children, whom he later sold on a market downtown as slaves.”

A/N: I completely made this place and story up and I have no idea if this is historically accurate so just bear with me here, it’s just a story

The whole group fell silent, processing what she had just said.

“His own children?”  You ask to no one in particular. Just then, a cold breeze moves past you and Kat turns to you with wide eyes.

“Did you feel that?” She asks and you nod. “Yeah, almost like a door opened and now the air is flowing in here now.”

Sam and Colby look at each other. “I didn’t feel anything.” Sam says and Colby agrees with him.

“James is known to target women who come here, so…” Polly trails off.

“Oh my god!” Sam shouts and turns the camera to us.

“Why is it always us?” Kat says dramatically and we all laugh.

Polly then takes us to James’ room, old wooden floors and tapestry on the walls. The air immediately felt way thicker here.

“Is it me or is it hot in here?” You ask.

“Yeah no, I feel it too now.” Colby says.

“James tried to keep it a secret that it were his children that he was selling, but as you may expect, a lot of people who worked here knew what was really going on.” Polly says. “Laura had no power whatsoever. She didn’t want to get rid of her children in exchange for money, so one day, she hid a pregnancy from James. How she did that, we don’t know, but she succeeded and gave birth to a girl named Marie. Laura kept Marie hidden for years and when she was old enough, she ‘hired’ her to work at the manor so she could stay close to her.”

“Did Marie know James was her father?” Sam asks.

“Yes, she did. And this is when the story becomes tragic.” Polly says slightly sad, and leads us to Marie’s room.

“After a while, James grew suspicious of Marie. Probably because she had such a close relationship with Laura. He eventually found out that she was his daughter, so he decided to kill her. One night, he came into her room here with some sort of metal pipe. He hit Marie until she died. You can still see the marks on the wall here.” Polly says and she points to the evident holes in the wall.

We once again fall silent, shocked by the actual evidence that was still here.

“It’s almost like he raised the pipe above his head and just went berserk on her.” Sam says quietly, getting closer to the holes in order to get a better shot of it. Polly nods and remains silent for a while, letting us process what had happened here.

“Sadly, that is not where the story ends.” Polly says. “Laura walked in here, and when she saw what had happened, she ran from this room all the way to the other side of the building, towards the kitchen. Come on, I’ll take you there.” She walks out of the room, leading us through what seemed like a complete maze of hallways.

“Y/N.” You hear someone say, so you turn around and look at Colby with raised eyebrows.

Colby looks just as confused. “What?”

“What’s wrong?” You ask. “Why’d you say my name?”

Colby’s eyes grew wider. “I didn’t…”

Seeing as Colby was the last of everyone, you had assumed it was him.

“Oh.” You frown and you feel this wave of stress wash over you. Colby reassuringly puts an arm around you and kisses the top of your head. “It was probably nothing, right?” He says, seemingly also trying to convince himself. You, on the other hand, weren’t so convinced yet. You had heard the voice clear as day.

Trying to forget about it, you catch up with the rest of the group.

“James followed Laura all the way to the kitchen, and in a moment of rage, he took a knife and stabbed his own wife. Then, realizing what he had done, he sadly ended his own life with the same knife.”

“Damn.” Kat mumbles.

“We still think that it’s weird for James to turn on his wife like that. There’s enough evidence to suggest that he genuinely loved his wife a lot, so researchers started to think that he probably had some sort of mental illness.” Polly finishes the story.

“I understood that you wanted to stay the night here?” She asks.

Sam nods. “If that’s possible, yes.”

“Certainly. There are rooms possible for you to stay in at the end of this hallway.”

----

After getting dinner, we went to our room where we would be sleeping to set up the equipment. After setting up the EMF reader, it immediately spiked to orange and everyone freaked out.

“That’s never happened before!” Colby shouts.

“It hasn’t! It normally takes like minutes for it to even spike up a little bit, we’ve never had it spike up that much that quick!” Sam says excitedly. He grabs the camera and after explaining what had happened, he recalibrated the EMF reader just in case, but the same thing happened. Kat set up some flashlights in case there was actually something in the room with us.

“If someone’s here setting off this device, could you please step away for a second to let us know you’re here?” Sam asks, but the EMF reader was still spiked up to orange.

“Did you work or live here? If you did, could you please step away from the device or turn on one of these flashlights? Just tap them and-“ You start, but before you could finish your sentence, one of the flashlights turns on and the EMF reader turns off.

“Okay, thank you very much. Is it okay if we ask you a few questions?” You ask and almost immediately, the flashlight turns back off again. You shiver and sit a little closer to Colby. Sure, you’ve come on investigations before, but you never really get answers like this.

“Thank you. We’re going to use the red flashlight for no, and the blue one for yes. Does that work for you?” Colby tries. Blue flashlights.

“Did you live here?” Kat asks. Red flashlight.

“Did you work here, then?” Sam tries, but no response. We asks a couple of other questions, but we don’t get a response anymore so we decide to try to go to another room. Marie’s room, to be exact.

“Woah…” You suddenly feel nauseous and stumble a bit. Colby rushes to your side and lightly holds you up by your waist.

Sam and Kat just share a knowing look.

“Are you good?” Colby asks concerned.

“Yeah, I just got dizzy. That was weird.” You say and you assure Colby that you’re fine, but his hand linger on your body for just a second too long.

Sam sets up the music box by the door, and pulls out the Ovilus.

“Alright guys, this device here is called the Ovilus. This way, sprits can come up here and talk into it and it’ll give us clear words.” Sam explains.

“Is there something here with us?” Colby asks, and the music box goes off for a split second. We all share a look before moving on.

“Could you maybe give us a sign of who you are? A name, a job, anything.” Colby continues. “ You can come up to this device here and talk into it, that way we’ll be able to communicate.”

“Labor.” The Ovilus spits out after a while.

“So you worked here?” You try.

“Children. Money.”

“Maybe it’s James and he’s talking about his children? He sold them to work, for labor, because he needed money.” Kat suggests and the music box goes off again.

We freak out and Sam’s signature ‘oh my god’ could be heard.

“That’s one of the clearest responses we’ve ever gotten.” Colby says in awe.

“Could you maybe give us any other sign? We heard that you like to touch people, why don’t you prove that?” Sam says.  

For a while, nothing happened. But then, for a split second, a clear image was in your mind. A family picture, a man, woman and a daughter. You shoot up and almost fly straight into Colby’s arms, terrified and eyes watery.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong angel?” He soothes you. His hand gently runs through your hair, the motion calming you a bit. Kat and Sam are looking at you, worried.

You clear your throat and turn in Colby’s arms, facing the others. “I- I’m probably crazy but suddenly I had like this picture clear in my mind, of a man, woman and I think their daughter.” You say, voice shaky.

“What the hell…” Sam mutters.

“Did you make our friend see that picture?” Kat asks.

“People. Show.” The Ovilus says.

“It showed you people?” Kat thinks out loud.

“That’s terrifying.” You say, a shiver running down your spine.

“Are you good with continuing the investigation?” Sam asks and you nod quickly. The last thing you wanted was for their video to be ruined just because you got scared.

After not getting any response in the kitchen, you decided to move onto James’s room. Again, just like on the tour, you immediately felt uncomfortable.

“For the final investigation of tonight, we’re going to do something called the Estes method.” Colby explains. “Sam here is going to put on these noise cancelling headphones, so he can get the clearest responses to the questions we’re asking.” Everyone sat on the floor in a circle like shape, and Sam put on the headphones.

“Is there anyone here with us?” Kat asks.

“Present.” Came Sam’s voice, almost immediately.

“Can you tell us who you are? A name, job,…” Colby says.

“I own this.. and then something.” Sam says.

“I own this house maybe? Is this James?” You whisper, but somehow still loud enough.

“Yes.”

“Holy fuck.” Colby says.

“Alright James, if this is you, could you give us one more clear sign?”

“Murder. Kitchen.” Sam says.

“That’s so fucking clear.” Kat says, astonished.

“James, it is true that you needed to have more children in order to get money?” You say.

“Work. House.”

“He needed them to work so he could pay off this house.” Colby wonders.

“Yeah.. something, I didn’t really get that.” Sam says.

Kat and Colby ask more questions, but you zone out. You’re not sure why, but your eyes are drawn to the hallway. There, in the doorway to the hall, there was something that you never thought you would see. A shadow figure with a hat on, at least six feet tall was standing there, just looking at you. You are so terrified that you freeze on the spot, unable to look away from the figure. You are unaware that by now, your friends are trying to get your attention.

Suddenly, without a warning, the figure moves closer to you quickly and before you know it, it had somehow passed through you. You let out a gasp before you felt your eyes rolling to the back of your head, and everything turned black.

“Y/N?” Colby says as he sees you looking at the door for a while. He turns around himself to look, but there’s nothing there. When he turns his attention back to you, he sees your eyes grow wider before they roll to the back of your head and you’re falling to the floor. Luckily you were already sitting down so you couldn’t hurt yourself that badly.

Colby’s heart is beating so loudly that he thinks the others can hear it too. He cradles your face in his hands and try to stop tears from falling.

“Y/n? Y/n/n, please open your eyes for me sweetheart. Can you hear me?” He tries. In the meantime, Kat had taken Sam out of the estes method.

“Do I need to call an ambulance?” Sam asks, slightly terrified.

“I don’t know, Sam! What’s happening to her?” Colby shouts. He’s terrified, he can’t do anything but hope that you wake up.

“Y/n, please. I love you, just open your eyes for me. I know you can do it.” He pleads. Both Kat and Sam were worried as hell, but they could clearly see how affected Colby was by this. They had never seen him this way.

After what seemed like an eternity, your eyes flutter open and you groan.

“Y/n? Oh, thank god. Can you hear me?” Colby asks.

“What happened?” You ask groggily.

“You passed out.” Kat says, clearly relieved that her best friend was okay.

Colby helps you sit up, and immediately envelops you in a hug. “You scared the shit out of me.” He breathes. Images of the shadow man you saw flood your mind again, and you break down in Colby’s arms, letting the tears flow freely.

“Shh, angel, you’re okay. I got you, everything’s okay.” Colby says gently, kissing your forehead.

“I want to get out of here.” You whisper, and Colby immediately nods and helps you up. “We’re going home sweetheart, don’t worry.”

Sam and Kat give you two some space, staying behind to gather up all the equipment.

Once outside, you finally feel like you can breathe again. The cold night sky feels good against your skin and you close your eyes for a second. Colby gently cups your cheeks and you open your eyes, finding his blue ones looking at you with nothing but worry.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He whispers. Still at a loss for words, you just stare at him blankly. Your eyes flicker to his lips and back up again. Colby seemingly gets the hint and leans forward slowly, giving you every time in the world to pull away, but you don’t. He gently presses his lips to yours, his hands moving from your face to your hips, pulling you closer to him.

Once he pulls away, you cant help but let out a giggle that makes Colby smile.

“There’s the laugh that I love.” He says and you smile up at him. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” He say quietly, pulling you in for a hug. “I was scared out of my mind.”

"So was I."