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[elliebean714]

Hey, sorry I've been silent for a couple of months. I got a dog, and that's kinda distracting, lol. Anyway, send reqs, please. I need ideas, and you got them.

Also, since you've been oh so kind to me since I started this whole tumblr thing, here's a couple pics of our beloved canine friend Cameron 'Caz' McLeary.

Yeah. I liked Still Wakes The Deep. How the fuck did you know that??

LOVE YA BYE MUWAAAA💋💝

[elliebean714]

Greetings, my lovelies, I have a question for you.

So, basically I'm working on a fic rn that I am extremely proud of, I know I say this a lot, but I genuinely think its the best thing I've ever written and I'm so fucking excited to share it.

But, it is VERY long. Absurdly so, and it needs to be that length for the story to be the best it can be. So my question is, do you prefer one long fic with the entire thing in it so you can read it all at once and have the whole thing in one place, or do you prefer when fics are split into multiple parts?

It's also just useful to know for future reference bc I do tend to write pretty long fics lol

The multiple parts are still long, just not anywhere near as long as the full thing. I'm not done writing it, I'm not really close either, but I have 2 parts out of 6 complete and I could *maybe* post pt1 as a teaser, but you'll have to know 2-6 will not come out until its all finished and then they'll come out on a weekly basis. (I have the full story planned out and everything, trust, my darlings, I'm not fucking around here, it is amazing, its just not all written, yk?)

Also what is the demand for mlm ud fics? Just curious...👀-

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[elliebean714]

Can we meet?

Sam Giddings x F!Reader (Platonic)

(+a little bit of Platonic Big Brother Figure Josh at the end)

The first step towards reconciliation

NRG (pt1)

Angst w/Comfort

An~NRG is my absolute favourite thing I've ever written, and I think I'm going to write more in the series bc it's so fucking good man, I'm sorry. There is a brief recap of NRG in this, but I highly recommend you read that first so you have the full context of everything💙

Post-Game

The ambient chatter of the coffee shop surrounds you, your leg jitters, you take a sip of your drink to give your hands something to do. Your eyes dart around the room, lingering on the door. She'll come, she will.

When she texted you, shock overcame you for a couple minutes, it had you questioning if it was real, if she was serious, what she wanted to say. Eight months ago you betrayed her, you thought the friendship was over, you accepted that it was, a random text in the middle of the day stopped your heart for a second.

It'd been a lonely eight months, Josh was in a mental institution, Sam needed a long time away from you, Beth was still up on the mountain, maybe Hannah's spirit joined her after the monster she became died? That was a somewhat comforting thought... somewhat.

The future of your relationship with Sam was in her hands, whatever she wanted, she'd get it. She wanted space, you gave it, she wanted to meet? You're waiting in her favourite coffee shop, you even got there early just to be 100% sure you wouldn't miss her.

Your heart jumps into your throat when Sam walks in. She looks around briefly until her eyes meet yours and she walks towards you, "Hi." She places her bag on the chair opposite you then pulls out her wallet "I'm going to grab some tea, give me a minute."

She's here, she came... you take a deep breath to steady yourself. You sip more of your drink so you're not staring at her, fuck, stop being weird! When you raise your head, she's walking back to your table "Hey, Sam"

"Hi..." She throws her bag on the floor and takes her seat "Uh, how've you been?"

"Fine? I've been fine, I guess. You?"

"Uh, I'm getting better. It's been a rough couple of months."

You nod in agreement "Two years of hell."

"Psh, yeah..." Sam sighs, there's a moment of silence before she speaks again "Tell me what happened that night."

"Long or short version?"

"Tell me everything about you and Josh."

You exhale, preparing yourself. "Okay... After you left to take your bath, Josh, Ashley, Chris and I did the spirit board thing, and-" you pause, she won't believe you about Beth. Noone will. And decide to leave that information out. "Josh was faking it to freak them out, he faked being super mad at them and dragged me away so he could tell me his plan. I read his notebook while he got into the psycho getup. I objected, but- but he explained it, it was revenge for what happened to B-Beth, and Hannah. I thought i wanted it. I was so upset, and I thought it would feel better to-" you shake your head "and I wanted his approval. Its embarrassing, but I was so lonely, and it felt really good to be needed. Especially by him, I mean- I'd take any possible way of staying at least a little close to Beth. We needed each other, we were hurting, and this was supposed to heal us. It was meant to be harmless. I swear."

"Did you know what he wanted to do to me when you read the notebook?"

"I didn't read it that thoroughly, I wasn't very focused on the details, but I know he didn't intend for you to be in that towel. It was just a horrible coincidence you decided to take a bath. I'm not defending him, and I'm absolutely not blaming you, but it wasn't either of our intentions to have you in that position."

Sam leans back in her chair, taking in your words. She nods slowly exhaling "what happened after you agreed to help him?"

"Uh, he left to go deal with Chris and Ashley, she told you what happened to them, and I left to go trash the cable car station in case someone went back there, Matt and Emily did, obviously. After that, I went back to the lodge and he let me know what the plan for you was..." your shameful eyes meet hers "I tried to fight him on it, I really did, but he was so steadfast in his plan, nothing could stop him. I turned on the projector and the audio thing when you got into the theatre, and ran away. I- I let him do that to you- to you, Sam- I felt sick the whole time. Then- he caught you, and wanted me to hold his stuff while he carried you to the hotel, but i didn't let him. I carried you, I just wanted to protect you however I could, even after what I did- the thought of letting him touch you in that state made me want to vomit. I tied you up once we got there and made sure there was a change of clothes waiting for you. Next I met him in his workshop, I was pretty upset at him, but then I saw a picture of Beth and-" you blink away tears "I needed someone, and he was there. All that anger just went away- all I knew was that he was warm, and comforting, and that there was so much love and grief between us, just hugging him made it feel like everything was going to be okay. I was desperate, i-"

She puts her hand up, stopping your explanation "Okay, yeah. I get it. Im glad you had each other, and..." She sighs "I'm glad you took care of me the best you could. You knew you fucked up, but did your best to keep it from getting worse. And, I'm glad it was you. If anybody."

Your heart melts at her words "Oh, Sam," you have to stop yourself from taking her hand "always. I made the worst mistake of my life, but I'd still do anything to protect you, as minimal as it may be."

"Yeah, thanks, Y/N. So, what did you guys do after dealing with me?

"We mostly just watched the surveillance cameras and talked. And hugged. God, I forgot how desperate for affection I was" You laugh sadly, "Uh, eventually Chris and Ash came down and Josh knocked them out. I lifted Ashley and tied her to the chair, he did the same with Chris, then we left so I could patch up his shoulder- oh, Ashley stabbed him, by the way. I don't know if you remember that, but yeah, so I was helping him with that, and then they woke up, started freaking out, and Josh tied me to the pipe and gave me an alibi so I wouldn't have gotten in trouble for anything. You could've... you could've told the police- you should've, why didn't you?"

Sam sighs and shakes her head "I didn't want you to be punished for it. I know it was mostly Josh, I know you were just being manipulated. And I didn't want you to have to deal with all your trauma alone. You deserved to do it at home, where you felt safe, I just- I didn't want to lose you too. Even though i needed space, and I wanted you out of my life, the thought of you being in prison, or whatever, just doesn't feel right. I needed the option to see you whenever I was ready."

"Sam-"

"I still cared so much- I was betrayed, I was confused, I was angry, but I still lov- cared about you. And I could never rat you out."

You look down into your room temperature drink, don't cry- don't cry- dont- "thank you. Thank you, Sammy."

There's a silence between the two of you, after a short while, you spot movement in the corner of your eye, Sam's hand on yours "of course. We protect each other. No matter what." Another pause "Y/N?"

She gives your hand a short squeeze, a small, almost imperceivable smile on her lips, before being replaced by a shaky sigh "I want to try to forgive you. It will take a while, you did break my trust, but I want to try"

You lift your head to meet her eyes, still so many emotions swirl in them "Yeah?"

"Are you still talking to Josh?"

"Yes..." you exhale slowly. "I know what he did, but I still need him. He's like... he's like my big brother."

"I understand. I just want us to be clear, I'm glad you have each other, I'm glad you have that support, but if we're ever going to have any sort of relationship in the future, I need you to keep us separate. I just cannot look at him without wanting to vomit."

You nod "of course. Of course, absolutely, that's completely fair."

A shaky breath of surprise and gratitude escapes your lips "Sam... are you sure?" You ask hesitantly, not wanting her to feel pressured at all

"I am. I understand your reasons. Josh took advantage of your desperation for connection. You needed him. I understand, Y/N. But I was hurt, and you did let it happen, even if you took care of me afterwards, I was still traumatised by what he did. It will take a long, long time for me to trust you again, but I really fucking miss you." Her grip on your hand tightens a little "And I want to give it a try."

"I- thank you, Sam. I completely accept that, take as long as you need. Please never feel pressured, too. I swear, your comfort and happiness are all that matter to me."

"I know, honey. I know"

~~

Later, you finish your drinks over a lighthearted chat with the lingering tension dissipating slowly. By the end, it's like nothing has changed. You're laughing at her stories, she's fascinated by your newest interest. You've got your best friend back. For a few hours, at least.

Sometime after, you walk her out of the café, "it was amazing to see you"

"It really was. I missed you so much" Sam pulls you into a hug "I'll text you later, okay?"

You nod "sure, whenever you're ready."

She smiles, then heads down the street, out of view. You turn the other way, towards your apartment. The September chill nips at your nose, its weird to remember there was once a time a chill like that was warm, it was loving, it was heaven, for one night, it was Beth.

Now, its just freezing. No chill can hold you, no chill can speak. Tell you it loves you and that you can never return to it. Ever since you left the mountain you'd been frantically trying to figure out what the hell was going on, to no avail. Just crazy people on the Internet. Not that you're any better.

Hey, Beth? There's no response, there hasn't been for 8 months. I talked to Sam today. She said she wants to try to forgive me. I need to prove I'm worthy of it, if I even am. All I want is for her to be happy, ill do whatever it takes, whatever she wants.

I hope you're doing okay up there. I still think about what could've happened if I stayed with you. Sometimes I wish I did, I'm so lonely. It might be worse now that I know your spirit is still here and I just can't have you. I'm trying to exist, I'm trying to be normal, I'm trying to be happy for those good parts of you, of me, of... whatever the hell it is connecting us. But I'm struggling, Beth.

I miss you so much. I love you so much.

You're rolling your eyes, I know. I'm serious though! I'm trying to deal with college applications, and visiting Josh, and grieving you and work, and- you laugh wryly, I'm just so stressed all the time.

You unlock your apartment door and step inside, removing your coat and shoes. Once you're comfortable on your couch, you get a call from the hospital. You pick up hastily, excited to hear Josh's voice.

"Hey, loser." You can hear his smile through the phone.

"Hey, nerd." You squirm enthusiastically "what's up?"

"Nothing new. How's the college search going?"

"Amazing! None of them have gotten back to me, and I'm stressed the fuck out! Crazemazing!!"

"Wow. I'm so jealous of you"

"Oh, you should be, I get up at 6 am everyday, get yelled at for 10 hours for $10 an hour, get home at 5 pm if I'm lucky, and my apartment is the size of a storage closet! This is being an adult! I love it!"

"You know it's bad when the guy in the mental hospital feels bad for you."

"Oof, that does hurt, yeah." You lie down on the couch "are the new meds working?"

He seems a bit take aback by the sudden change in tone, but answers truthfully "mhm. I think they are. I haven't had any hallucinations in a while."

"Took forever. But I'm glad you're finally getting better,"

"Feels good to be able to trust my own head again."

You guys chat for a few more minutes until his time is up. Before he hangs up, you ask "so, when can I see you again?"

"Uh... when are you free?"

"Any day. I'll skip work for you, no problem."

"Uhm... maybe Tuesday then?"

"Sure. I'll be there."

After the call cuts off, you place the phone on your chest and smile warmly. Things are hard, you've been alone for so long... but now? Josh is getting better, and Sam wants you back in her life. Maybe things wont be so bad anymore... maybe you'll make it through.

But I'll be okay. I promise. I'll be okay, Beth. We'll all be okay.

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714🦋

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Extra Chocolate Chips

Ashley Brown x GN!Reader

Baking cookies together

Fluffy Fluffy Goodness 💕💕 (like actually tooth rotting-ly sweet)

An~yall, I wahwah kiss Ashley Brown NEOWWW! I need Ashley Brown to be happy. I need it more than i need oxygen. Kay, so I've been trying to bake cookies all December, this is a summary of my findings

"Oh my god- I DONT CARE ABOUT THE HISTORY OF COOKIES, JUST SHOW THE DAMN RECIPE!!" You scroll down the baking website.

Ashley is collecting the ingredients "Ugh, I hate when they do that."

"Finally, oh, c'mon. That one needs brown sugar. I'll find a different one." You exit out of the website and choose another one before beginning the doomscroll. That one needs brown sugar too, you try another, and another, and another "Jesus, stop over complicating things, its a fucking cookie recipe."

"Cannot be that hard"

"It is!" You try another site "I swear, all of these are adding so many unnecessary ingredients" You try another site "Come on! It's 8 o'clock at night, I can't go to the store right now. Just give me some normal damn cookies!"

She laughs, "Okay, calm down, let me look" You hand her your phone and she immediately finds a recipe with basic ingredients "here!"

You pout "You only found that cause I already tried every other website."

"Oh, yes, I'm very lucky." She kisses your cheek "right, where do we start?"

"Uhh, okay, room temperature butter- ah, dang, this is still rock solid." You attempt to squeeze the stick of butter.

"Just throw it in the microwave for a sec"

"Got it" You measure out the amount you need in a plastic bowl then put it in the microwave. "Oh, ill also get the eggs ready."

She smiles, you remembered how much she hates having to crack eggs and fishing out the shells "Aw, thanks!"

You prepare one egg then suddenly remember how quickly butter melts in the microwave "shit-" you hurry past Ashley to get the the butter and she accidentally spills the flour she was measuring over the counter and her sweater.

"Eep!" She squeaks.

"Sorry, Ash" You pull open the door to the microwave, and to your horror, it's not room temperature. "Shoot, dang it, c'mon."

"It melted?" She asks with a smirk.

"It melted..." you confirm with a sigh as you swirl the butter around in the bowl.

"Maybe put it in the freezer? Might cool it down while we finish getting ready."

You open the freezer door and search for a space big enough to fit the bowl, "Ugh, you have too much stuff in here." You remove several items and squeeze the bowl in, once you manage to force the door closed, you crack the second egg.

"Alright, is everything ready?"

"Yep, wait- dang it I forgot to turn the oven on" You quickly turn the oven on and heat it up to the temperature indicated in the recipe.

She laughs again "God, you're so forgetful!"

"Sorry, its not my fault, I'm just a dumb bitch"

"Ahaha~ you're adorable." She wraps her arms around you and kisses your cheek. "I love you~"

"I love you toooo!!!!" You wrap an arm around her waist and pick her up, spinning her around, causing her to erupt into a fit of giggles.

"Ahh! Stopp! Put me down!!" She squeals, kicking her legs out playfully.

"Aw," You pout "but you're just so cute" you lower her back into the ground, but keep your hold on her. "I can't help it"

"Learn to control your urges, you heathen."

"Never, my lovely ladyyyy"

"Mhm?" She places her hands in your shoulder and the back of your neck "i suppose I can deal with it. But only cause I love you"

"I'll take any reason I can get" She pulls you in for a kiss. It's gentle, sweet, it fills you with pure warmth and joy, in a moment its over. "You're so fucking pretty..."

"Not so bad yourself." Ashley smiles "should we start these cookies?"

You pull back "aha~ I forgot."

"Where's the surprise?" She rolls her eyes, still with an adoring smile, and pulls the butter out of the freezer. "Aw, man, It's hardly done anything."

"Ugh, just chuck it in, I don't care anymore." You bring the mixing bowl to the middle of the counter, add the sugar and the very smooth, almost melting butter, and cream them together with a wooden spoon while Ashley returns the stuff you took out of the freezer to fit the bowl of butter in.

"Woof-" she pants after straining herself to force the door closed "damn, why is that so hard??"

"Yeah, does your mom really need all that? Hand me the eggs, please?"

"I don't think she's ever using any of it." She pours the eggs in slowly as instructed while you mix continuously.

"Uh-" you read the recipe "oh, the vanilla stuff too, can you grab that?"

"Yess! Oh, god, I lovvveee this stuff. It's so freaking good" Ashley moans, before adding more of the vanilla extract than necessary, and pouring some extra onto the spoon for her to lick up. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and her moans get louder "Holy shit- it's actually the greatest thing I've ever tasted."

"Damn, girl, I want to be the one to elicit those noises from you"

"Maybe you would if you were Madagascan vanilla extract"

"Ah, darn. I am tragically homo sapien."

Ashley clicks her cheek "how unfortunate." Once everything is fully combined, Ashley pours in the flour, salt and baking powder. "Right," She heads over to the packet of chocolate chips "so how many of these do we want?"

You look over to her "add the whole thing and see if it's sufficient." Your mixture is quickly becoming dough.

"Sounds good." She opens the packet and empties the contents into the bowl "not enough, I'll get the other one"

You mix the chocolate chips into the dough, "Yeah, nowhere near adequate."

She pours in the second packet "more?"

"More for sure"

Ashley grabs the third packet of chocolate chips "this is the last one"

"Better hope it's enough then" you knead all the chocolate chips into the dough, there's so much that many keep falling out. Ashley lines the tray with baking paper, then you both roll the cookie dough into 12 balls and place them in the oven.

You set a timer for 15 minutes on your phone then move the mixing bowl with several stray chocolate chips in the bottom to another counter. "What are you doing?" Ashley turns to face you and you lift her up to sit on the counter top. You place your arms on either side of her, trapping her there. She giggles at your antics.

"You're so freaking cute, Ash." You move her hair away from her neck and begin to kiss it.

She moans, "Y/N," You lick and suck at a certain spot until you're sure you're going to leave a mark "Y/N...."

You kiss your way up to her chin "I love youu" your hand finds her waist, she crosses her arms around your neck "soo, soo much, Ashy~"

"I love you too, Cutie" She hums, your free hand goes to the back of her neck, pulling her into a proper kiss. It's long, sweet, romantic, euphoric, you feel her smile beneath your lips. She gently guides you to step between her legs and wraps them around your waist.

You pull away for a moment to look in her eyes, they have that adorable hazy little sparkle they get after a really good kiss, "Ashy, you're so beautiful, I'm actually dying."

She takes your chin between her thumb and forefinger, loving your adoring gaze "Oh, my, lovely babyy. Is there any way to save you?"

"More Ashley, please"

"Coming right up!" She guides you up into another kiss. You entwine your fingers in her hair and pull her waist in closer. She let out some adorable moans causing you to giggle.

You break this kiss for a moment to ask "Am I any better than vanilla extract?"

"Maybe cheaper stuff, but not Madagascan, babe. Sorry"

"Damn it. I didn't know you had such expensive taste." You pout.

"You're second best. Thats impressive regardless, honey pie"

You sigh "oh, Ashyy..."

"I still love you!" The timer on your phone goes off, "eek, cookie time!" You kiss her one more time before turning the timer off and grabbing the oven mit. Ashley jumps off the counter and claps in excitement.

You place the hot tray on the stove top and inspect the cookies, "uhh... did we put too many cookies in?"

"Probably." She chuckles "we're not meant to be bakers, are we?"

"Ehhhh... maybeee? But if they taste good, we'll be revolutionaries."

Ashley turns you around and kisses you, "let's cuddle while they cool down!" She takes your hand and leads you to the couch.

She pulls you down on top of her, wrapping her arms around you, her hands petting your hair and rubbing your back. You lay your head on her chest, your legs intertwine. It's so warm and cozy, chamomile and lavender fill your nose.

"I love you, Ash." You snuggle in closer.

Ashley giggles "aw, Y/N, I love you too." She kisses your head and pulls you in tighter.

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~Elliebean714

PLEASE READ 'Never Really Gone', (if you have the time and are interested) ITS THE BEST THING IVE EVER WRITTEN 🦋💖

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Never Really Gone

Beth Washington x Medium!F!Reader

+(Platonic Big Brother Figure Josh) +(Best Friend Sam)

A year after your girlfriend and her sisters disappearance, her brother invites everyone back up to the mountain, and you realise someone's trying to communicate with you...

Angst W/Comfort <3

An- was writing smg else, but the gremlin in me growled 'RELEASE THE GHOST LESBIAN' and I am helpless to its whims:( alsooo platonic big brother josh has my entire heart. have fun girliesss. Btw I've not played the remake, but I know theres a way for josh to survive, I have no idea how it plays out though, so if you can ignore that (and the sam ending. Ignore that too) and go along with this tyyy ilyy. Girls... I think I ate?? I'm realising how much I love writing. Like dude?? Who was gonna tell me writing was fun when you did it for yourself?? This is all new to me bbg. Me when title drop :O MORALLY GRAY READERS/MCS OWN MY HEART AND SOULLLLLLL. Elliebean714 tries to write a short fic, difficulty: IMPOSSIBLE

During-Game

Prologue

"Stopp! I need to finish the dishes!" Beth giggled when you kissed her neck.

"Let your brother do it. Making the pretty girl do the dishes is sexist as fuck." You said, semi seriously, and she laughed harder. You drunkenly wrapped your arms around her waist "c'mon... pay attention to meeee"

Beth put the plate she was cleaning in the drying rack. "Shush, dork! You are so drunk!"

You whined "Bethanyyyyy~" She relented and faced you. "You're soooo prettyyyy, did you knowww?"

"I did. Now, c'mon, let's get you to sleep." Beth took your hand and led you to the couch.

"Nng, no need sleep, I'm so fine." You mumbled. She laughed

"You can barely stand, silly lady." She giggled at your drunken state, "lie down, I'll go grab you some blankets."

She kissed your forehead before leaving... leaving...

What a horrible word.

Chapter 1

You keep reading it, the invitation. Josh wanted everybody to go back up there. A pit forms in your stomach, your leg jitters fuck, I can't do this- I gotta get off this bus. You turn to Sam, who's watching the video Josh sent "I need to go home,"

She removes one of her earbuds. "What's up?" Sam... Hannah was her best friend, if anyone could understand you...

"I want to go home. I can't do this, Sam. I can't go back up there." Tears prick at the edges of your eyes, and your chest tightens.

Sam takes your hand in her own. "Josh really wants us there. We knew them best and-"

You shake your head. "I can't- I know he wants it, but I can't- just- i really want to go home"

"Hey," She places her hand on your arm, looking you in the eye. "we can do this. It's gonna hurt like hell, but we can't exactly not go. Josh says it's going to be healing and... I dunno, I do like to think they'd be happy we're all together."

"I loved her so much..." You lean over and lay your head on Sam's shoulder "I'm trying to be strong, but- shes- she's never coming back..." Tears gently fall, so gently you don't even feel them.

Her hand moves from your arm to rub your back. "we'll be okay, Y/N. You're not alone." She let's you stay like that in silence for a few minutes "do you really want to go home? Or stay and give it a try? No pressure. I'll cover for you if you want to go."

"No..." You shake your head. "I'll come. I probably won't be much fun this weekend, though."

"That's fine, you don't owe anyone a good time. If you ever need anybody, I'll be happy to sit in her bedroom and cry with you."

Chapter 2

It's so weird being back. You look around apprehensively as you walk over to the couch. A fight breaks out between Mike and Matt, but you're so caught up in your own thoughts that you don't even notice until Josh has to get involved and send Mike and Jess away to the cabin.

But that makes you blush, the nights you've spent with Beth in that cabin, the way her arms felt around you, her warmth, the waves of pleasure...

"Hey..." Josh sitting next to you pulls you from the memory. "You doing okay?"

"Um... I'm kinda freaking if I'm honest? It's like..." You look around "I dunno, I can feel her? Or, like, I'm waiting for her to walk into the room. It's weird..."

He nods in understanding. "I get it. I really do." You sit in silence for a bit "but I needed this. And i need you here the most. You were always there for me, and..." He takes your hand, staring into space for a few moments "there's something about having you here that feels like she's not gone. You meant a lot to Beth. You were always together. I started to see you like..."

"Hey...? I don't want to disturb you, but I was thinking about taking a bath and wanted to get the boiler going. Could you show me how? Once you're done, obviously..." Sam gently interrupts.

It seems like josh has returned to nornal. "Yeah, for sure, actually..." He heads over to Ash and Chris "Why don't you guys go find the spirit board?"

The two laugh and grill him, but the concept sends a chill down your spine. It was probably nothing, but just the idea of talking to a spirit up on this mountain felt gross. Yeah, it was Josh's idea, and it might make him feel better, but it felt horribly exploitative to you. Like your trauma was entertainment.

But still, they agreed, and Josh sent you to go prepare a little spot for them to do it in the library. Okay, now you know this is cruel. Beth loved that library. You used to spend half the weekend in there together. You had your first kiss there!

You wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was trying to be sweet? Maybe he was just hoping that the place she loved so much would give her spirit a better chance of connecting? But he has to know that's impossible, right? He didn't drag you up here just to pretend to talk to your dead girlfriends ghost, did he?

Chapter 3

Nonetheless, you found a quiet spot near the library that didn't make you want to break down into an aching, grieving mess and started setting up candles around the area. A sudden cold draft sends shivers down your spine, damn. None of the windows are open, and that isn't just the same cold as the rest of the lodge. It's wind.

Candle flames flicker, the hair on the back of your neck stands- jeez, how is it this cold?? You double, triple, quadruple check every window in the library, they're all closed. Your eyes land on something lying over the back of a chair... Beth's chair.

Her hoodie. A really warm, really snuggly purple hoodie. Your fingers graze over the fabric, oh, Beth... your eyes water as you pick it up and bring it to your nose, god- it still smells like you. "Beth..." You hug the hoodie close to your chest and sob.

~~

"I'm freezing!"

"Is this your way of asking for my hoodie?"

"No... I want cuddles."

"C'mere, dork."

~~

"Y/N?" Shut up. "Y/N?" No. Leave me alone. "Hey, Y/N? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," you sniffle and pull away from the person's hand on your shoulder.

"Y/N, I-"

"I said I'm fine-" You stop suddenly. No one is here. You stand, looking around the room "Hello?" Your call is answered by Josh asking where you are. Taking one last quick look of the room, you leave the hoodie where you found it and hurry over to the area you prepared. "Sorry, I got distracted." You avoid eye contact with the other three sitting at the table already as you take the one free seat.

"Hey, you alright?" Josh asks. He could probably tell you just has a breakdown.

You nod. "Let's just start this." Everybody puts a finger on the pointer, Chris tells Ashley to ask the questions, but nothing happens when she tries.

"Told you this wouldn't work." Chris scoffs. Just before he removes his finger, the pointer turns to face you.

"Woah..." Ashley jumps a little "do- do you want Y/N to ask the questions?"

The pointer, still facing you, moves to 'Yes'

You take a shaky breath "this isn't fucking funny."

"Who's moving it?" Josh places a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"No one! Just ask it a question Y/N," Chris urges gently

"I- I ca-" you look around, everyone's looking at you, when your eyes meet Josh's, he squeezes your shoulder and you take a steady breath. "Fine. Fine." You think for a moment "um... can you tell us your name?"

It spells out 'B E T H'

A pit forms in your stomach. "Do you guys think this is funny?? Are you trying to be sweet? What the hell are you thinking?" You're seething. Why the hell are they doing this? Are they really this cruel?

"Of course not! It's moving on its own," Ashley defends everybody. You look down. There's only one way to know if they're lying.

"B-Beth..." Your voice cracks. Her name feels so empty and so heavy. So full of joy and devoid of life "on our first date, we went to the ice cream parlor. What flavour did you order a taster of? The one you-" You laugh a little at the memory "the one you dropped on my shirt because your hands were shaking so much."

'B U B B L E G U M.'

Jesus-

Fucking-

Your eyes water- "Beth? Baby?" The pointer moves to 'Yes' again. You inhale sharply. "H-Hi! Uh- i- I miss you. I miss you a lot," your voice wabbles, Josh scootches his chair closer to you a tiny bit. "What do I ask...?

"Well- I mean, if this is actually Beth, we could find out what happened that night" Chris offers.

"Beth, i-"

'L O V E Y O U'

You giggle, "I love you too."

"This is so weird..." Ashley whispers to Chris.

"Can you tell us what happened?" The pointer moves to 'No'. "Why not, babe?"

'S C A R E D'

Her answer gives everyone chills, Beth was almost never genuinely scared. "Of what? What's scaring you?"

'H E R'

"Who is 'her'? What did she do?"

'S U R V I V E'

"Beth, you're not making sense,"

The pointer refuses to elaborate. Instead, it spells out 'S T A Y A W A Y'

"From what, honey? I don't understand." All the candles blow out suddenly, and that cold draft returns.

The pointer moves so fast you can barely make out what it's trying to say 'M I N E, M O U N T A I N, JOS-' You feel pressure coming from Josh's direction, before you can call him out on it, he spells 'P R O O F' with the pointer slowly so its more legible.

"Where's the proof, Beth?" Ashley asks, clearly panicked.

Josh continues to control the pointer 'L I B R A R Y' then he throws it off the table and jolts his knee, making the table jump. Ashley and Chris freak out. You turn to face josh, but his eyes tell you to keep quiet.

"That wasn't funny." He says firmly, when the pair try to defend themselves, josh gently grabs your wrist "I don't know if you thought messing with us was going to somehow help with our grief, but that was really fucked up." He slowly stands, pulling you up with him "I brought you guys here to have fun, and you just-" he shakes his head angrily.

Chris and Ashley try to defend themselves, but josh ignores them and drags you down the stairs. Once the door closes behind you, he starts explaining, still walking, "needed to distract them for a second"

"Why?? I was talking to-" He leads you into a large closet where a weird set of overalls and a creepy mask hang over the edge of a divider "dude, what?"

He slides in behind the divider. "I've got a plan, read my notebook, I'll answer any questions after." You hear him start to undress and start frantically searching for the book to distract yourself. What you find is terrifying.

Revenge. Fake death, traps, chases, cameras... "josh- what the hell am I looking at?"

"They killed them. I just want to give them a little payback. It'll be fun."

"Dude, half of this could get you arrested."

He scoffs, "My dad will take care of it."

"Wh-what do you want me to do?? Let you traumatise everybody??"

"Beth died because of them." The pit in your stomach returns "hannah died. They traumatised us."

"Don't use that. You can't use her- their deaths to guilt me into helping you."

"Y/N, I'm not trying to guilt you." He sighs "and you don't need to help me. I'm just telling you why I'm doing this."

You sit in silence, listening to him change while you think for a moment "d-do you think I was talking to Beth upstairs?" You hear him shrug

"I don't know. I planned on controlling it the whole time, but that wasn't me until the end."

"So either Chris or Ashley knew the answer to my question about the ice cream and were fucking with me, or I just talked to Beth..."

"Seems like it." You hear him exit the divider "I gotta go deal with Chris and Ash."

"Let me-" You take his wrist, gently stopping him. He's right, you think, she's gone because of them. It's just a prank. It should be okay. They deserve it. "Let me help, please."

His face lights up, "Sure." He points to a duffel bag in the corner of the closet. "Can you sneak over to the cable car and trash it?" You pick up the bag. "Be careful Matt and Emily don't catch you."

"Got it." You nod. He ruffles your hair like he used to with his sisters.

"Good. Let's get started, WHOOP!" He cheers before heading down the hall, you head the opposite way towards the cable car station.

Chapter 4

Keeping quiet was really fucking hard, trying to avoid fallen branches was significantly harder when they're covered in all this snow. You'd been lucky so far, but it wasn't safe until you saw Matt and Emily go past.

You were travelling through the woods, following the path to the cable car. The duffel bag was making you slower and louder too. Dear god, it was heavy. Gentle chatter interrupted your thoughts, shit.

Dropping the bag as quietly as possible, you hurry over to the nearest tree thick enough to hide behind. They draw closer, your heart stops when you hear Emily ask "what the hell is that?" And snow crunching under their feet- they're coming towards you- the bag- shit, they saw the bag- shit nonono-

Just before they reach it, a deer jumps out from the woods in front of you and chases them away "AH-" You hear Emily scream "Go, go, go, keep running!" Matt calls after her, further, further, silent.

You laugh in relief, oh, thank fuck. You wipe the snow off your legs as you stand, then poke your head out from behind the tree to be 100% sure they're gone. When you step out, you notice some writing in the snow in front of the bag.

'Love you' with a small heart drawn beside it.

There's that pit again. This is either Beth or Emily (or Matt but that's less likely) fucking with you.

You think for a moment, before writing under it 'love you too' then continuing down the trail.

At the cable car station, you finally open the duffle bag. Two cans of red paint, a fire axe and the keys. That explains why it was so damn heavy, you unlock the door and take a look around, alright, it's just like a wreck room. You pick up the axe.

~~

By the end you're sweating buckets. The whole place is utterly trashed, just like he asked. It'd be terrifying if you stumbled upon this, that's how you know you did good. For the finishing touch, you close and lock the door then slam the axe into it. Perfect. You hide the paint cans by a rock across the way, grab the empty duffle bag and run back to the lodge.

Chapter 5

"C'mon, Sam didn't do anything, leave her alone."

"Exactly, she didn't do anything. She let it happen."

"Josh-"

"Just go into the projector room, put this video into it, start the recording i've hooked up to the intercom, start the video and head down into the hotel. You don't need to do anything else" He hands you a USB stick. When you hesitate, he puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder "it's okay, nobody's going to get hurt."

You sigh, and relent against your better judgement "Fine. Fine. Just- please be careful with her, she's my best friend."

"I will. Don't worry." He salutes you then puts on the mask and heads up the stairs towards the bathroom. You're already regretting not fighting him on it, but it's not like he'd listen to you if you did.

In the projector room, you plug the USB in and prepare the video. The projector is fully set up and ready. Next, you have to start the intercom when Sam comes in, you turn away from the computer for a moment, just to make sure you know where it is.

When you turn back, there's an empty file folder named 'don't let this happen, Y/N'

"Beth... I'm-"

Sam entering the theatre interupts you, "I really don't appreciate the silent treatment here!" The door slams shut suddenly, that's your cue.

"-sorry"

"Hello Samantha." Josh's distorted psycho voice plays over the intercom, you jump out of the chair and leave the room quickly. You make brief eye contact with the mask you saw in the closet before hurrying down to the basement.

Ignore her screaming, ignore her screaming, ignore-

You move slowly through the basement, you can hear her panicking on the other side of the wall, and youre silently rooting for her, despite your traitorous actions. Eventually all sound stops. So he got her...

"Y/N?" You hear his distorted voice call out. You debate not answering him, but... in for a penny in for a pound.

"Yeah?"

"C'mere a sec." The sight of Sam passed out on the floor brings back that familiar pit, you almost don't want to look at her in this state of undress, but you'd rather not leave her alone with him right now.

"What's up?"

"Can you carry that stuff for me? I gotta get her down-"

"I'll take her." You state firmly. Your betrayal is despicable, and you may have even just lost your best friend over this, but you'll take care of her. Before he can protest, you've already taken her into your arms. "Lead the way."

~~

He let you tie her up too, the entire time you were whispering to her how sorry you are. You felt disgusting having done this to her, you have to keep reminding yourself why you're doing it, she didn't do anything. She let it happen. She let them die.

Before you left the room to find josh in the workshop, you put her bag on the door handle and triple checked there was a change of clothes for her once she got out.

"Hey?" You greet him awkwardly, the mask still hasn't gotten any less unsettling to look at.

"Hi, everything fine?" He looks up from his laptop and removes the mask.

"Yeah. Great." You start to look around, there's a lot of stuff in here that makes you concerned for Josh's mental health, but we'll deal with that once the prank is done. Your fingers graze over a memory board Josh must've made, seeing Beth's face is almost enough to have you sobbing.

As if noticing your sadness, he appears behind you, hand on your shoulder. "You're alright."

You let out an aching sob at the sight of a picture of Beth and you in your prom dresses, shes so beautiful "I miss her-" you choke out.

He gently turns you around to face him, before he can say anything, you wrap your arms around his torso and bawl. He can't seem to find any words, so he opts instead to pet your hair and rub your back.

Chapter 6

Once you calmed a bit, he guided you to the surveillance room so you could have a seat. He kept his hand on your back the whole time.

"Sorry, I'm such a mess." You sniffle.

"You're not alone there"

You shuffle in closer to him "im-" you lay your head in his chest, he wraps his arm around you "I'm glad i have you"

He smiles and pets your hair "I need you too." You stay like that while watching the security cameras. Right now, its just Chris and Ashley searching for Sam, nothing interesting. You lift your head to look at Josh.

"I think it was her."

"Hm?"

"The spirit board, I think it was Beth."

"Yeah?"

You put your head on his shoulder "yeah. She's talked to me a couple of times since then. And I think it was her after I found her hoodie."

"What do you mean?"

"Uh... I saw a message in the snow while I was on the way to the cable car. And a random folder showed up on the computer when I was in the projector room."

He pulls away to look you in the eye "are you sure?"

You nod "I- it sounds sorta crazy too, but I think- I can feel her? I can feel her presence, can you?"

"No..."

"Beth? Can you send me a message if you're here?"

As if on cue, the picture of her you took on a camping trip a few summers back falls from the monitor it was stuck to, into your lap.

"Hi, babe" you take the picture between your thumb and forefinger to admire her gorgeous smile closer.

"Woah,"

"I know, its weird."

"Could you feel her before you came back?"

"No. I started feeling her presence as soon as I walked into the lodge. I thought it was just the lack of it at the time, but now? It must've been her." You feel that familiar cold chill, but it doesn't feel so cold anymore.

"What about Hannah? Can you feel her?"

You shake your head "sorry. Just Beth."

"That's fine. Its- you're more than enough." He wraps his other hand around your waist and hugs you. You close your eyes and breathe in his scent. Cedarwood, warm, safe, calm, its home. Its amazing here.

~~

"Right, they're out." Josh calls. You come out from behind the wall.

Your eyes are immediately drawn to the stab wound in his shoulder "Holy shit- what happened to you??"

"Her." He nods down to Ashley's unconscious form.

"Jeez- ill check it out after they're tied up."

"Thanks." He mumbles gruffly while dragging Chris over to the next trap. You lean over to pick up Ashley carefully then follow after him.

"You doing okay?" You ask him while tightening Ashley's restraints.

"Hurts, but I'll be fine." He places the gun on the table.

"That's safe, right? You're 100% sure?"

"Yeah, it's just blanks."

"Can't that injure him?"

"He'll be fine." His tone indicates you should stop talking.

"Alright, I trust you." You check the restraints are extra tight before heading back behind the scenes. Thankfully, Josh was smart enough to have a medical kit in the workshop, so you grab whatever looks like it'll help with a stab wound and meet him in the surveillance room. "How's it goin'?"

Josh laughs at your casual attitude "been better" He reveals his bare shoulder to you, "you have no idea how to do this, do you?"

"Shut up, I can figure it out."

"I'm ready to lose my arm"

"Ha ha. Dick." You pour the rubbing alcohol onto a cotton pad "this is gonna hurt like a bitch." Before he can formulate a snarky reply, you place the cotton pad on the wound and rub it gently.

He inhales sharply, after he slowly becomes accustomed to the pain, he says "You're enjoying this."

You smile smugly, "only a little bit." You apply a few cotton pads to the wound, then begin to wrap the gauze around his shoulder.

"You're cruel."

"Only to you."

Chris waking up jolts you both apart "shit- shit- shit-" Josh puts his outfit back on normally while Chris and Ashley finally confess their feelings. A surge of pride erupts from your stomach, you see Josh has the same look in his eye, you high five him, then he starts the voice recording. "C'mon." He leads you out of the surveillance room and into the workshop.

"Wait, what?" You follow him

"I gotta give you an alibi." He grabs a rope around 5 feet long. "I'm going to tie you to that pipe, if anybody asks, you followed me after the séance, I led you to the closet, drugged you and took you here. Alright?"

"Dude, what are you talking about? I'm not letting you take all the fall for this."

"My dad can get me out of trouble. Not you. We dont have time, Chris is going to chose soon"

You sigh, but comply regardless "Okay." You sit by the exposed pipe and let him tie you up.

"Remember, you followed me, I led you to the closet, then drugged you. That's what happened. If Chris or Ash fight you on it, remind them they can't trust their memories."

"Jesus, Josh. You're a real charmer, you know that?"

"Only to you." He winks before putting his mask back on and leaving, ready for the big reveal.

There's that chill again. "Y/N?"

"Yes, Beth?"

"He's not okay"

"I know."

"Take care of him for me, please"

"I will, Beth. We'll take care of each other, I promise"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Chapter 7

"Oh my god-" Sam gasped with pure relief when she saw you. She hurried over to your side "Y/N, it was- josh did all this- he didnt- be didnt touch you, did he?"

There was so much sympathy in her voice. She'd lose all that the moment she found out what you did. You play along "n-no... but- he drugged me..."

"Oh, honey..." She untied you quickly then wrapped you up in a big hug "happened to me too."

"I'm sorry- Sam-"

"Shh, hey, everything's fine. We're fine. Mike and Chris are taking him to the shed."

"He's sick..." goddamn, Y/N. You're always out to save your own skin, arent you?

"I know." Sam helps you stand "god- I'm just really glad you're okay." That pit forms. Guilt. Betrayal.

"You too, Sammy."

Sam and Ashley lead you up to the lounge room, once there you all swapped stories. Ashley saw Josh's fake death, Sam was chased in a towel, and you got it easy.

"I need to go find something..." you stand up.

"What? I'll come with..." Sam offers

"No, it's okay, it's just- I found Beth's hoodie in the library, it'd make me feel better to have it right now,"

"I'll come if you want,"

"I'm okay, Sam. Really."

"Well, be quick. And shout if you need me."

You head to the library, to her chair, the purple hoodie is laying where you left it. When you put it on, its almost like a genuine hug. "Beth?" You feel cold arms wrap around your waist. "Hi, gorgeous."

"Hi, dork" She giggles

"Are you mad at me for letting that happen to sam?"

"Only a little. I missed you."

"I missed you too. Its like- it's like there's just a gap in my soul. I'm missing the best parts of me."

"You never lost me"

"Hm?"

"The best of me lives in you, I'm never really gone"

"And the best of me?"

"Is what tethers me to you. I can't communicate with anyone but you."

"I'm the reason you still exist?"

"I think so."

"What happens when I'm not at the lodge?"

"Everything is the same for me, except I can't talk to anybody. I tried with Josh whenever he was here alone, but he never saw it."

"Are you stuck in the lodge, or can you go wherever you want?"

"I can go anywhere on the mountain, but I'm strongest at the lodge because of the connection. I'm so strong here in the library, I can hold a full conversation. I can even hold you here" She giggles, you feel her nuzzle against your neck.

"You're adorable." You feel her hold tighten, "Beth... can I ask about what you mentioned at the séance?"

"No. Please, I really don't like it"

"Honey, can you please tell me why? What has you so scared?"

"I don't want you to go."

"I won't"

"You'll have to."

"Bethany-" You're whipped back to the real world by a scream. You want to stay and question Beth more, but she's gone. The temperature has returned to normal, you don't feel her presence. She clearly wants you to check out that scream, and who are you to refuse?

Chapter 8

Emily frantically banging on the door is what you hear when you return to the lounge room. Ashley and Sam help her get to the couch, Chris attempts to question her. She explains through her panic that she saw some sort of monster in the mines. And something that made you ill.

"I was walking down there in the mine, and it was dark, and- I found this pile and there was Beth's head." Everyone reacts with shock and disgust, you start to feel lightheaded. Knowing her spirit was still here didn't make the grim reality any easier to stomach.

"Y/N, you okay? Come sit..." Sam pats the spot next to her, you listen to her, taking the seat and leaning your head against her arm. She wraps that arm around your waist and the other holds your bicep "it's alright, I'm here"

Emily continues to explain her findings, you try to block it out, you don't really need any more gorey details on your beloved Beth's fate. One thing does catch your attention though, "I don't think Hannah died, not right away."

~~

"What are you scared of?"

"H E R"

"What did she do?"

"S U R V I V E"

~~

Beth is scared of Hannah? Currently? Mike comes running in, interrupting Emily talking about the radio, they hug, and another knock interrupts them. "Who the fuck can that be?"

"Josh?"

"Jess?"

"It's not Jess," wait- why not? The boys head off to deal with the mystery person, it silent for a few moments, you let the feeling of Sam's gentle fingers running through your hair bring you peace. Before everything is brought to light.

"This mountain belongs to the Wendigo."

~~

In the hotel again, everybody is discussing the what the hell they do next. Chris stays mostly silent, that old guys death must've fucked him up. You're still reeling from Josh's death. Maybe you'd feel his spirit soon? Beth thinks you'll have to leave the mountain, but what if you don't? What if you become a weird old woman living in a haunted house? That doesn't sound so bad, you could befriend the wolves, and deer, and birds, and become a magical being.

Mike suddenly pulls a gun on Emily- "JESUS- Mike, what the hell? Put the gun down!"

"She's bitten, she- she might turn!"

"We don't know if that's how it works, maybe it's just a bite!" Sam helps you defend Emily.

"You can't kill her based off a hunch!"

"Aw- fuck- I can't do this!" Mike puts the gun away, thankfully.

Soon after, he heads off to find the mine Josh's body was taken to, Sam and you console Emily and Chris, and Ashley reads through the strangers book. She reveals to the group that the bite is not infectious. You have to hold in your laugh when the girl gets smacked by Emily.

Sam seems fixated on a page in the book, "damn- we gotta go find Mike." She hurries off, urging everybody to follow her, you're right behind her, quickly catching up.

Chapter 9

"No, I think I can climb it, it's like a rock wall. I'm gonna keep going, you guys head back." Sam was trying to send everyone back to the lodge, but that obviously didn't work on you.

"Good luck!" Ashley called out as she and the other two returned to the lodge.

Sam faced you with a smile "You coming?"

"Might slow you down, but yeah. Where you go, I go."

She guided you up the wall, you saved her from falling a few times. That's how it's supposed to be, you're loyal to each other, you help each other, you protect each other. But you let something horrible happen to her. And you protected her the best you could afterwards, but that's not an excuse. You're just trying to make it feel better for yourself. She deserves to know. Stop being selfish.

"Hey, Sam?" You stop suddenly.

"Yeah?" She turns to look at you "whyd you stop? We gotta keep going.

"I helped Josh."

"... you what?"

"He wanted revenge- I thought I wanted it too, but-" your eyes meet hers, there's so much feeling swirling in them, it'd take a decade to decode those eyes. "He took advantage of me. Guilted me- I..." you have to look away "I tried to stop him- from doing what he did- but-" you tear up, DONT CRY "But- I gave in. I'm so sorry- I wanted to stop, but I needed his approval, i-" don't fucking cry! "I made sure he didn't touch you, though. I carried you, and tied you, and made sure you had spare clothes and-"

"Whyd you lie?"

"He said I needed an alibi. His dad will get him off easy, but he wanted to protect me. I'm so sorry, Sam. I felt sick lying to you"

She stares at you for a few more seconds "He stripped me down to a towel and chased me around- are you saying you LET that happen?!"

"I wanted him to stop, but he got in my head- he said you did nothing to stop Beth and Hannah from dying, so you deserved it- I tried to protect you- that was the bare minimum, I know I should've fought harder."

"I-" She steps away from you "I'm going to need a lot of time away from you."

"Of course. I fully understand. I understand if you never want to talk to me again, and I understand if you can never even look at me or be in the same room or-"

"Y/N, we're going to help Mike, we're going to get the key, we're going to get off the mountain, and then I need you to stay away from me for a long time"

"Absolutely. Anything you want, Sam."

She sustains eye contact for a moment longer, before turning and continuing through the mine in silence.

Chapter 10

The three of you find a giant pool of water, you curiously continue down the path to the weird dirt pile, nearby you find a watch- the watch you got Beth for her birthday 3 years ago- no. No no no nononono-

You fall to your knees and furiously dig at the pile, "What are you doing?" Mike asks, he comes up beside you

"Her watch-" you pant

"What??

"Her watch, I found Beth's watch-"

"So?"

You look him in the eye "Where is she??"

"Oh shit-" he whispers, clearly catching your drift. "We don't have time, Y/N, we need to get the key to the cable car."

You look down at the pile that was once a grave, her watch clutched in your hands. "Yeah. I know."

He offers you a hand "c'mon, it'll be okay." You take it, and follow him down into the water, Sam climbs in last, its fucking FREEZING- HOLY SHIT-

Instead of heading straight to the door obviously screaming 'cannibalistic monsters warm and inviting home!' Sam turns to an area off to the far left, you grab Mike's green jacket sleeve and you both join her, glad to be out of the freezing cold water.

You feel that chill, hi Beth, it swirls around you, while Sam reads a makeshift diary written by Hannah last year. Beths chill wraps around you, its not the same as her touches, its just a tight cold. You feel some pressure on your chest, like shes laying her head there, and you can almost feel her weeping, 'I'm sorry Beth, forgive me'.

SCARED

HER

SURVIVE

STAY AWAY

'You saw her eating your body?!'

'Yes'

'You were scared of her because she survived and you warned me to stay away'

'Yes'

'Bethy, my baby girl...'

'Survive.'

'You want me to survive?'

'And-'

'And what honey?'

'Stay away'

You're gently brought back to reality by Mike shaking your shoulder "you doing alright?"

You shake your head to clear it "y-yeah- I just- that's really fucked."

"Take a minute, then we gotta get going."

"I'm ready,"

"Y/N-"

"I don't want to sit here. I know what I want to know, processing it now won't change a damn thing." Your tone is way more harsh than intended. "Sorry. Can we just- I want to keep going"

The pair nod "good idea", then all three of you drop back into that FREEZING COLD WATER-HOLYSHIT-

Then it's time to head to the door, it takes everyone's effort to open it and A HEAD COMES OUT!? You scream, not just you, Mike and Sam are freaking out too, inside the decapitated body is hanging on a meat hook- you turn your head to look in the opposite direction, through the wooden partition, "JOSH!"

You blink away tears of pure joy at the sight of him alive and sprint towards him. "Josh?" You stop before you accidentally jump into his arms or something. "Josh?" He doesn't even see you, he can't hear you, you're not there. Oh Beth, is this what it's like?

Mike and Sam join you, Mike takes the aggressive route "josh!" He slaps him, probably rougher than intended, but still.

"D-d-dont h-hit me pl-please." He stutters, he's not okay, we'll take care of each other, I promise.

"Josh..." you lean your head on his shoulder, his arm wraps around your back and holds onto your arm. Sam tells him of the twins fate, his hand squeezes you in that same comforting manner from 7 hours ago, he's not changed much. He's still in there.

Mike helps Sam climb the rock wall up to the cliff edge. Josh leans his head against yours and pulls you closer "I'm sorry- I'm sorry- imsorry"

"It'll be okay. I promise."

"I saw Beth, but it wasn't like you described."

"She spoke to you?"

"Her and Hannah. But it wasn't nice. It wasn't like yours"

Oh, then I guess not "what happened then?"

"They think I wanted them to die"

"Alright, lets go, you fucked up son of a bitch" Mike leads you both out of the mine. Josh wraps his hand around your wrist and follows you, still stuck in his head a little.

~~

Sam smashes a window plane and unlocks the door, Mike and her head down to the basement to find everybody else, while you and josh sit in the lounge room, you want to talk to Beth one last time. You take a shaky breath

"Bethany?" You feel that cold chil sit beside you, she leans into you.

"You're leaving?

You nod "that's such a horrible word"

"I'll miss you. But don't come back."

"This is so fucking cruel." Your eyes flood

"Y/N..."

"I love you- I've loved you, I'll always fucking love you, Beth. And you-" tears gently slip out "and you died too soon, far too fucking soon." You're sobbing now "and I thought my life was over, but you were here. You're a spirit connected to me, you were so alone- I was so alone, and I thought I'd never talk to you again, but then..." you laugh through the tears "you did. You held me, you spoke to me, you gave me the only thing I've ever begged every star for. And now..."

"It'll be okay"

"Let me stay. Please. I've got nothing else, Beth, no reason to go back, nobody waiting for me. Just let me stay. I'll talk to you like this, and then, when I die, I'll join you. And we can be happy- we can be so fucking happy, baby"

You feel her shake her head "I'm sorry gorgeous girl, but no. You can't. You need to live for me, all the best parts of me are still in you, I want them to be happy. I want you to be happy. I want you to have your dream job, in your dream house, with your dream life. I want you to live, laugh, love, baby girl"

"You're not funny" you sniffle

"I'm very funny, Missy." You feel her poke your side. "But I mean it. I need you to live your dream life. I need it. And don't ever think I don't want you to be in love. If you find a girl, or guy, or anybody who you love, please let it happen. Don't deprive yourself of happiness for me"

"It's not going to feel right if it's not you"

"Maybe not now, but someday, it'll feel right. You'll realise this person loves you like I do, you'll love then like you love me, let it happen, dork. Don't force yourself to be miserable for me."

"I don't want to forget you"

"I renounce the notion that that's possible."

"No, I guess not. But- what if I wake up one morning and realise I haven't thought about you in months?? What if- what if I get used to you being gone??"

"This is just what happens. We just got extra fucking lucky for one more night."

"How do you deal with it? The eternity of solitude?"

"I have the animals. The snow, the trees, the lodge, how can I be dead when I'm surrounded by life?"

"You getting all deep and philosophical on me?"

"Being a ghost does that to you."

"You're adorable."

You sit in silence, your head on Josh's chest, Beth's spectral head in your lap, watching the snow through the windows. At any moment you'll be ripped from this serenity, but right now, you're just a girl saying goodbye. Maybe you'll forever be just a girl saying goodbye.

Epilogue

8 Months Later

Sammyyyy

-Hey

Y/N

-hi, are you okay?

Sammyyyy

-yeah

-I think I'm ready to talk

-Can we meet?

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714 🦋

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[elliebean714]

UHM I JUST READ THE ASK OF MINE U FINISHED AND OH MY SKIBIDI ITS SO PERFECT AND AMAZING LIKE GENUINELY WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE IT LIKE AHHHDJCNSJCNEJDN

No but like seriously Ellie, I do not know how you do it, but you're writing is just so amazing. AND THE WAY IT CONNECTED TO MY LAST ASK?!?! UR JUST SO AMAZING

Anyways girly, I'm so proud of u 🫶

Make sure you drink water and stay safe

- 🍄 anon

I'm dying. I think I need your joy more than I need vitamins in my diet. I adore you. 💙

[elliebean714]

Don’t know if you still doing tumblr but just in case. How about

The until dawn character’s find their lover (reader) crying because R told them they had a nightmare that they lost them to the Wendigos

Absolutely, I'd love to!💕 more character reactions plz! I love doing themm💖 haven't played the remake, I know theres a way for josh to survive now, but I don't know the details, so if this is inaccurate to that sorryyyy. love you Joshuaaaa. Also a new sam ending? But i dont know what makes it do special yet so, ya, nothing new in this lol. MORE SAM, ASH, EM, MIKE, AND JESS REQS PLZZZZ I LOVE WRITING THEM BUT I NEED PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM TO GIVE IDEAS RRAAAAHHHHHH. (Ofc my boys joshhhhh, Chris and matt are always welcome, but I've written a good amount for them, not much for the others) small tw for panic attacks in Sam and Matt's. If i had to have a panic attack in front of any until dawn characters, they would be the only correct answers lmao.

Until Dawn Character Reactions

GN!Reader had nightmares about losing them

Angst With LOTS of Comfort, exactly what you'd expect lol

Josh Washington

It's nearly 3:00 am when you wake up, shaking and crying.

You look to see him in bed next to you, he's taken to staying over much more frequently since that night, your presence is one of the few things capable of getting him comfortable enough to sleep.

Josh wakes up soon after you've curled yourself into him, your arms wrapping loosely around his chest and his shoulder.

"Hey," he rubs your back gently "Hey, I'm here..." sitting up properly, he rubs his sleepy eyes before pulling you into his lap "take your time. Tell me what's wrong when you're ready"

You cry silently for a few minutes all while Josh holds you and kisses your head

Eventually, you speak up in a shaky voice "I had that stupid nightmare again. That one with you..." you trail off, taking a deep breath, his smell comforting you

"Y/N..." Josh's hold tightens subconsciously "I'm sorry." His voice drops to a whisper "I'm so sorry..."

When you feel him start to sob silently, you bring your face up to his, your fingers caress his cheeks

"No, no, no, no, shhh..." you kiss his forehead "I'm not mad at you, babe! Don't think that at all."

"You wouldn't be so hurt if I didn-" Josh starts

You interrupt him with a kiss "Shut up, you didn't know. You made a mistake, yeah, but you had no idea those monsters were up there." You pause, letting him calm down a bit before continuing "i get those nightmares about losing you because I love you. When that thing almost killed you- fuck... I've never been that scared in my life. I'm not going to ever get that image out of my head..."

He kisses your temple and plays with your hair while you speak. Once you finish, he speaks up "I have bad dreams too. Of you being in the lodge when it blew up. Or the monster taking your head off, or..." He sighs, cradling you "so many things, but we're okay. We made it out. It's going to get better eventually. We'll get through it together, baby."

Josh holds you for a few more minutes, until you've calmed down fully. He lays back down, and pulls you on top of him. You wrap your arms around each other, and soon after, you both fall into a blissfully dreamless sleep.

Sam Giddings

It was a normal date night at first

Ice cream and tea, then a nice walk through the park. Everything was perfect.

Your parents let her stay over, as they usually do. They absolutely adore her, and they see how much she brightens you up when she's around. And you seem to not have panic attacks as often anymore

But you still get them

Like tonight. You're watching some old show, cuddling under the covers when you drift off to sleep

It's only for a few minutes, maybe 15 at most, but stuck in the agony of your head, it feels like hours.

She's being chased by josh the psycho, she's trapped in the mine, she's still hiding with the Wendigo screaming at her in the lodge- she's being caught and dragged to god knows here, she's slowly losing her mind and starving, she's being massacred- nonononononononotsam pleasenotsam nonononononono-

"Hey, Y/N..." you feel her gently shaking your shoulder "Wake up, it's just a nightmare, I'm right here" her voice is soothing, assuring, but it does little to prevent the inevitable

Your head feels fuzzy, your heart is pounding, fuck- fuck- you sit up, "No- no, I cant- I can't breathe-" you clutch your shirt just above your heart in an attempt to anchor you to reality "sam- Sam, where are you?"

She puts her hands on your upper arms and hugs you from the side "I'm still here. You're okay, baby. You're going to be okay."

"I cant- sam- help me, please-"

"Okay, let's try counting to 10." She starts counting slowly and clearly, giving you something to focus on, her beautiful voice. After a few counts, you join in, it takes a while, but your breathing does eventually level out.

"Sorry- sorry that's so embarrassing" you let out an uneven breath as Sam shakes her head

"Shush, there's nothing embarrassing about it. Absolutely nothing." She kisses your temple "was it the regular nightmares again?"

"No, no, they were about you this time."

Sam lets you lay your head on her shoulder while she rubs your back "oh, honey..."

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you before she speaks up "I wish I could make them all stop. I wish there was some magical thing I could say and we'd be back to who we were before, but..." She sighs "I'm not going anywhere. I can't fix everything, but I won't leave you, Y/N. Someday all these horrible things will just be distant memories, I swear. I love you"

You kiss her, a small hint of a smile on your face "I love you too" then you both return to watching the show. It was a really good date night.

Chris Hartley

You'd taken to staying up late and studying together since you got into the same college, and by some miracle, the same dorm

Chris is typing away on his laptop while you're trying to memorise a paragraph from a textbook you've read a hundred times.

Fuck this is so boring- you rub your eyes, what time is it?? You yawn and check your phone: almost midnight

As if reading your mind, Chris stretches and yawns "God damn, its late, and I've gotta get this done tonight." He stands up "I'm going to grab some coffee, want some?"

"Be right back." He says after you nod, rubbing your weary eyes

After he's gone, you lie back on the bed, it'd be so good to sleep right now... maybe just for a couple minutes... you'll be up before he's back...

Then you hear a screech

You see a snowy night

You're stuck behind a door- this door

A huge explosion, or something similar starts the scene, Chris sprinting towards the door with a limp and the Wendigo is hot on his heels

Your hand is immediately on the handle, ready to pull it open, but when you try, it's locked... NO! You pull it again, c'mon, c'mon, OPEN-

"Y/N, help!" Chris pounds in the door "please- it's coming, help!" He looks over his shoulder at the monster as you attempt to open it, becoming more and more frantic "pleas-"

Four long, sharp fingers pierce his neck and pull his head off

"NO!" You wake up, shivering and in tears. Sitting up quickly, you see that Chris hasn't returned

Shit... you grab a tissue from the box on the bedside table to wipe your face. It's been a long since you had a nightmare... must be the lack of sleep

Chris comes back into the dorm while you're crying. "Hey, woah, what happened?" He puts the coffees on the desk then hurries over to check on you.

His thumb grazes over your cheek as he tries to get you to look at him "baby, what happened?"

"Nothing, nothing, I just..." you shake your head "I think I fell asleep for a minute." You sigh, taking a deep breath "and I had a nightmare, or something."

"Aw, jeez, I'm sorry" He guides you into a hug "Wanna tell me about it?

While you explain what you saw, he rubs your back and plays with your hair, you sigh, "It really freaked me out."

"Yeah, that uh... really messed me up too." Chris pauses "I didn't realise how much that scared you"

"Neither did i. I've been trying to forget, but..." you trail off, trying to think of a reason

"You're probably sleep deprived, we've been studying super hard since we got here," Chris scoffs "and I can't remember the last good night's sleep either of us had."

"So you think i should sleep through it?" You lift your head to look at him properly

He nods "it probably won't happen again tonight. And if it does, I'll be here to help you."

You shake your head "I need to study, I have a test soon and-" he laughs at you "what??"

"You and I both know you're just staring at the same point of the page for hours, there's no reason for you to stay awake. Just head to bed, ill finish my homework as soon as I can, then join you."

You try to protest, but what's the point? Reading that paragraph for another hour won't make it any clearer. Sleep might.

Chris takes your stuff off the bed and you crawl under the covers, it only takes a few minutes after Chris gives you a good night kiss to fall asleep. It's the best night's sleep you've had in ages. Finally things start making sense in class! Maybe this is why people talk about healthy sleep schedules all the time...

Ashley Brown

She likes to read you to sleep.

It's nice to share her love of reading and stories with you, and it's good practice for speaking aloud in a safe, loving environment

But it's mostly the way you snuggle up to her, hugging her loosely, and burying your face in the crook of her neck, your weight is her favourite security blanket.

Her fingers gently play with your hair as she reads, she's certain you're asleep by now, so she's just reading to herself, when she feels you stir

"N-no, ash- please-" you whimper

"Shh, shh, its alright, honey..." Ashley hums a gentle tune to soothe you, but it doesn't work, you continue to mumble and whimper

It only gets worse

She feels you burry yourself more into her neck, your breathing quicken and a few tears spill

"Aw, babe..." Ashley quickly marks the page and puts the book down, before fully paying attention to you "it's alright... its okay." She fiddles with your stray hairs and kisses your temple

A few moments pass "Ashley... no- no- not Ashley-" you sob helplessly in her arms while she continues to try to shush and calm you, becoming more desperate, until you finally wake up in a state of shock

You sit up, trying to give her space "sorry, I didn't..." you trail off

"Shh, c'mere, I miss you" Ashley pulls you back down on top of her "was it that nightmare? You seemed really distressed."

Your eyes flutter closed for a moment when her hands return to your hair. "Mhm... that one- in the tunnel. If I didn't go back for you..."

"Yeah, you totally saved my life." She comments, lifting your face a little so uou can see the deep appreciation in her eyes

"But- if I didnt- if I was late- Ashley..." tears prick at the corner of your eyes again "I don't know if I could live without you. I need you."

She kisses your nose "You're adorable. And I don't know what I did to deserve you, and I can't believe how lucky we both got! I mean how many times did we think we were going to die, but didn't?"

"Ash- I just saw it happen- I keep seeing it in different ways, the saw, the gun, the tunnel, the lodge- it feels like every time I close my eyes I'm watching you suffer, I can still hear you screaming sometimes when I'm alone- I just want it to stop- I want to be normal."

"I'm sorry, beautiful. I'm so sorry." She rubs your back "I think this is our normal. Being terrified of the dark, and being alone, and rounding corners, and silence. Being haunted by the things we saw, and what we didn't see. Feeling guilty, and angry, and depressed and anxious, and different. That's normal now. It's impossible to live with alone, but we're together. We have each other as constant reminders what we have, and what we lost. I don't know if it'll ever get better, but there's nobody I'd rather support and be supported by than you."

Ashley takes a deep breath, clearly unused to speaking that long. You smile "seems like the reading aloud has helped a bit"

She blushes, kisses you on the cheek and picks up the book again "Shush, dork." It takes you a minute to get comfortable, they might not ever go away, but waking up in her arms, on her couch all snuggled up is the coziest thing you can imagine. Your life is more livable, because she is in it.

Matt Taylor

The movie theatre was packed

It was the release night of some big action movie everyone had supposedly been waiting years for

He was significantly more excited for the movie, you just loved spending time with him

You and Matt sat along the isle, next to the stairs. It was dark, and cold, so you snuggled up into his side

A little over an hour into the movie, you doze off. You know you shouldn't, but it's so warm and comfy, and his heartbeat was such a soothing pulse, how could you resist?

It was a light sleep, you could still hear parts of the movie, like the screaming, the crashing, explosions... Matt-

Nononono-Getoffhim! Lethimgo- please-matt-nononononono-

The thing is dragging him along the mine shaft while he desperately looks for something- the flare gun Emily kept to herself- shit

You try to scream, try to move, but you're completely paralysed. Nonononono- fuck- stop- matt- nononononono- yourehurtinghim- please

A final scream leaves him, then you hear him start to choke on his own blood- MATTNONONONONONOSOMEBODYHELPHIM- you feel tears start to stream down your face

A huge explosion in the movie wakes you- itssodark- itssoloud- itssocrowded- shit- gottagetout-

You jump from your seat, sprint down the stairs and out the theatre.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-

People are staring- fuck-

There's nowhere to sit, nowhere to hide- fuck- you collapse against the wall

Stopstopstopstop- your heart beats way too fast, so fast you begin to think you're having a heart attack. You curl your legs into your chest and hide your face

Please stop staring...

You hyperventilate, you tap on the floor, you shake, shit- am I dying?

"Y/N! Oh my god, you scared me, honey." Matts voice cuts through the static

He places a hand on your shoulder and pulls it away immediately when you jump at the sudden touch "can you please get them some water?" You hear him ask some passer-by. Please stop staring.

You continue to shake "Matt- matt I think I'm dying- help me-" you lift your head, god- the world feels like its spinning- to look at him the best you can "I'm scared"

"I know, it's gonna be okay- thank you," he hands you the cold bottle of water the person just brought over "can you drink? Or are you breathing too hard? You could use it to cool yourself down...?"

Matt is so scared right now, this is the first time this has ever happened, at least in front of him. He has absolutely no idea what to do, or how to calm you down. "Could you- uh- do you- shit- I'm making this worse aren't I?"

You nod a little, making him laugh "s-sorry, c-can you breathe? Like," he imitates deep and relaxed breathing "can you try to do that?" You try to, you really try, but it's so hard to focus on your breath when it feels like your heart is going to collapse in on itself

"Hey, it's alright, can I touch you?" He waits until you give him permission to sit beside you and start rubbing your back "tell me what you need, what can I do?"

"Umm- umm-" your foot jitters against the floor "just- is anybody staring at me?"

Matt looks around for a few seconds "N-no, no, I don't think so. Hey, there's a seat over there, can you move?"

He helps you stand and shakily walk to the seat, your legs are so fragile they can barely hold your weight. "M'sorry- shit, I'm so sorry-"

Matt seems surprised by your sudden apology "Woah, babe, no! No, it's completely fine, just try to drink some water an-"

You shake your head "No, Matt, the movie, I ruined your night, I'm so sorry" you tear up, the guilt eating at you

"What the? Y/N, you didn't do anything wrong. You just- I don't know, but it's not your fault. Okay? And even if it was, it's a dumb movie, I'll live. I can see it again. You matter more." He rubs your back again

You take a slow sip of water "I- I fell asleep for a little bit. I... fuck- I saw that fucking thing..."

"What? What do you mean, what did you see, babe?" His hand finds your cheek, and his thumb brushes away some tears

"The- whatever that fucking thing on the mountain was." You answer, someone must've told you what it was at some point, but you can't remember in your state "I've been trying to forget- I don't know why I started freaking out, it just-" you take a deep breath "just came out of nowhere"

"I'm sorry I'm so bad at taking care of you," he laughs, trying to lightens the mood a little "I'll, uh, definitely look up how to calm you down in case that happens again"

"Thanks, babe" you scoff, leaning down to lay your head on his shoulder

After a couple minutes, he asks "Wanna go back home or get some ice cream?"

Emily Davis

No-one would say Emily was a particularly loving or affectionate person, but if you were a good partner she'd be sure to treat you very well. Spoil you even.

She wanted to reward you for being such a good S/O, so she's treating you a nice romantic getaway

A whole weekend! Staying in a fancy hotel, getting spa treatments, going shopping, expensive restaurants!!

Its perfect, so perfect it almost makes you forget the other weekend getaway..

Until you're both sound asleep... and that screech, that screech thats haunted you for months, starts another nightmare, the mine. Its always the fucking mine

You're both sprinting as fast as you can-

Stmbling over yourselves-

It's dark, confusing, shit- shit- how do you get out?!

Emily screams next to you, you turn to see the Wendigo has a hold on her- NO!

It sticks its giant sharp fingers into her eyes and-

You're suddenly back in your hotel room- okay- okay- okay- you take deep breaths to steady yourself...

The sound of her gentle breaths anchor you

It's okay, you're fine, she's fine, you're safe.

You left the bed to grab some water, but almost like she could feel your absence, Emily stirs from her sleep "Ugh, why are you up?" She yawns, rubbing her eyes

"I just had a bad dream, I'm fine" you sip the water and admire how adorable she is. "You're gorgeous"

"Mmh, I know." She hums, pleased "what kind of bad dream, babe?"

You shrug and take another sip of water "the mine one again."

Emily slowly get out of bed to sit beside you at the table "Me or you?"

"You. But it was over quickly. I think I'm starting to get used to them. Is that bad?"

She thinks for a moment, still waking up a little "No? I don't think so. They don't seem to freak you out as much anymore, which is good. Not a fan of you being used to watching me die though."

You scoff and sip more water "that's not what I meant, Cutie."

Emily rolls her eyes "I know, I know" she picks up your hand "I am glad you're getting better though."

"Awe, you're such a softie." You tap her nose, she looks away bashfully

"Whatever. Don't mention it to anyone or I'll kill you."

You giggle at her and kiss her cheek "Oh, I can keep secrets. You know that"

"Good pet." Emily gives you a head pat "now let's go back to bed. It's 2 in the morning"

She leads you over to the bed "do you want to be little spoon or big?

Mike Munroe

You're in the sanatorium with Mike guiding you and the Wendigos chasing right behind

He's shooting aimlessly to give you both more room, until you reach a locked door- shit

They're closing in- one grabs your arm, you scream- "MIKE!!"

In a moment he's pulled you out of its hold, but it takes him instead

"No!" You cry, the Wendigo slashes his neck and chest "Mike-" the life leaves his eyes as he bleeds out

The other Wendigo jumps on you and starts mauling yo-

You wake up in tears, shaking- "Mike..." you whimper, quickly picking up your phone to call him, after a few tries he finally picks up

"Y/N? You alright? It's 4 in the morning" His voice is groggy, husky.

"I had a nightmare- can you come here please?" You beg through tears.

"Come to your room in the middle of the night? Your dad will kill me." He jokes

"I'm serious, Mike. I need you" You implore

Hearing your desperate plea gives him pause "Okay, I'll head over then. Are you gonna be okay?"

"Mhm" you nod "ill open my window for you."

Twenty minutes later, you hear him climbing up to your window "Hi, gorgeous." He flashes his charming smile as soon as he sees you through the open window

"Hi..." you help him climb inside and wrap your arms around him once he's standing upright

"What happened, babe?" His hand goes straight to your back, rubbing in soothing circles.

"Remember when we were in the sanatorium?" You sniffle, still crying gently. "I just- had a nightmare about it. I saw you die- and- and then they went after me- it was so horrible."

"Oh, honey..." He guides you to the bed then starts petting your hair with his free hand "it's alright, I'm here. I won't let them get you" You can hear that smile in his voice

You roll your eyes "yeah, I know. In my dream you died protecting me."

"Sounds about right." He drops his cocky demeanour for a moment "I mean it, though." He gently pulls your face out of his chest so you can meet his gaze "I won't let anything get you. I'll always be here for you. I'll always protect you, Y/N. I love you."

"I love you too, Mike..." He brings you in closer for a kiss.

You guys lie in the bed and snuggle, and eventually fall asleep until-

The jingle of your alarm goes off, 7:30am. You wake up in Mike's arms, warm and cozy, you stay like that for a few more seconds before hearing your dad's footsteps down the hallway makes you fully alert

Shit- "Mike!!" You whisper, shoving him in an attempt to wake him "Mike you gotta get up, you gotta go!"

"Mmh- what? Oh, hi, beautiful..." He didn't properly hear you, he just sees the gorgeous person he's in bed with

"Mike! My dad's up, you gotta go, dummy!"

"Oh- Shit!" He quietly exclaims then jumps out of bed and hurries to the window.

"Wait-" he runs over to kiss you, "see you soon, gorgeous." Before sneaking out of your room

Jess Riley

Sleepoverrrr!!!!!

Omg you guys had the BEST night.

Junk food, old cheesy romcoms, prank calls, painting nails, cute shit like that

Pretty juvenile, but it made Jess happy so you absolutely were not complaining

You'd basically devoted yourself to making her happy after that night.

She was so scared, so traumatised and hurt, that you tried to shut out your own feelings in order to prioritise her, and it was working... until tonight.

Jess fell asleep in your arms around half way through the 4th or 5th movie of the night and you decided to turn it off and join her. It wasn't long until you were fast asleep and it all come flooding back...

You were stuck in the mines again, looking desperately for jess- jeez, you remembered spending hours down there searching for her, encountering the monster several times, almost dying in a million different ways

And it just kept getting worse, you finally found her- oh god- look at her- your heart breaks all over again, she was absolutely brutalised, covered head to toe in slashes, barely able to stand, barely able to talk, oh, baby...

You took her hand and guided her out of the mine, but that screech- that fucking screech- you froze, no- no- MOVE! You can't stay here, you gottamove-

The creature appears, MOVE, Y/N! MOVE, it jumps on Jess, you scream, "NO! Please- No-"

It lodges its fingers into her throat at rips her jaw off-

"NO-" you jolt upright, fuck- you take deep breaths- nonono- you look beside you, Jess is roused from her sleep next to you.

"Y/N...?" She mumbles

"Shh, Shh, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, go back to sleep, sweetheart." You pet her head gently, fingers grazing the scar

"What happened? You were yelling..." Jess sits up slowly, leaning against you

"I just got a bit of a scare in my sleep. I'm okay, you can go back to bed"

"Y/N..." She whines a little "Please tell me what happened. You never talk about anything."

Youd love to open up, but you need to be strong, she needs someone strong "Jess, I'm alright, I swear-"

"Please, I don't like when you're scared."

"I just- I had a bad dream, but I'm okay, you are what matters,"

"You matter too,"

You shake your head "babe, that night..." your fingers trail over her scars "you were so hurt, you need a strong partner"

"Honey, that's not-"

"Jess, you need someone who won't break down whenever they remember what happened to you. You need someone who- who isn't weak- you need someone who isn't scared, you don't need my problems" you say, desperately trying to not cry

"Y/N..." She takes your hand "I don't want a robot, I want you"

"You need someone to be strong, you're hurting so much, you shouldn't have to deal with my sad shit"

"Shut up, dork!" She cradles your face in her hands "I adore you! I want you to open up to me. I- I want you to relate to me. I already feel so alone, I don't need you hiding a huge part of your feelings from me. I need you, I need you to show me you're hurting too, I need you to show me in not alone."

You felt enormous guilt at her pleading and pulled her into a hug, "ill- ill tell you everything. I promise, I don't ever want you to feel like that. I'm so sorry Jessie. I love you."

"I love you too, cutie."

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714

[elliebean714]

Haiiii :)))

Soo how about a Chris x Male reader (During game) Where one of them saw either their, or the other's death on one of the totems and how it would play out. Maybe said person trying to keep it a secret and it it backfires or smth. Have a nice day and drink lots of water. Love you /p <333

- 🍄 (Your favorite anon)

ACKK YOU GENIUS I LOVE YOU. 🍄 anon. I swear. Your mind and my mind are just ✨️magic✨️ I can't believe there was a time in my life before i had you, my beloved. To switch it up and experiment some more I decided to make this one from Chris' perspective cus that seems fun to me. This can be read as chris' part of the other fic or as a standalone, but I kinda reference some stuff that happened in the last one, so ill link it if you want to read that. This does divulge and go in its own direction though, i just sorta use the previous ask as a reference so i dont have to repeat things that happened in it. Im gonna tie up a plot line I didn't in your previous ask in this. This was very planned and I definitely did not forgor about that plot line until I had already posted it. I am smart and this was all on purpose (imsosorryjoshieiknowyourenotlikethis) (this is low-key climbing class angst too lmao. Gotta love my boys <3) I'm realising now that im not really good at following instructions, I get an idea in my head and go WILD. I kinda forget what people requested lol. I sometimes forget how much trauma Chris went through but GOD DAMN, MY BOYYYY </3 *Devastated cat* Angry Chris in ch7 is SO GOOD OMG, love him. Not trying to brag, but angry chris??? I ATE THAT.

Premonitions

Chris Hartley x M!Reader

Angst, Fluff, Comfort

Previous Request

During Game

Chapter 2

When I was left alone in the lodge with only Josh's lighter to guide me, I began snooping through the room I had found myself in, the garage, or maybe storage?Just as I was getting started a small wooden statue caught my attention. It was lying on the floor and was unlike anything I'd seen any of the Washingtons own. Curious, i picked it up for closer examination.

There was a carved and painted birds face staring back at me, freaky. I turned it over, not expecting much to be on the other side, I mean obviously all of the artistic talent went into the front. There's a small opening near the top of the statue, like an infinity symbol with straight lines outlined with brown paint. The inside appeared hollow. At least until I saw his face.

He was screaming, blood was flying, so much blood... and then there was a saw slashing through the adorable outfit he swore would keep him warm earlier today. Then I was whiped back to the lodge.

...

How... the hell am I to keep on looking for a stupid can of deodorant after watching my boyfriend get sawn in half? I need to see him, make sure he's okay. "Y/N? Can you come here please?"

"Uhh... why what's up?" He calls back, but I still hear those winter boots I made him wear crunching through the snow.

"I just want to talk to you." I answered. His frame entering my limited view.

"And why do you want to talk to me here instead of inside, adventurer?" He asks as he climbs on top of the stool I used to get inside. As his face appears at the window, I climb on the counter and meet his gaze, his gorgeous eyes.

"I just..." I trail off before admiting what I saw, would he even believe me? I probably just imagined it anyway, no reason to panic him right? I look down and sigh, "I just missed you." I 'lied'.

"And you couldn't wait to get us warm first?" He smiled. I have to protect that smile.

"No. I love you."

"Love you too. But I'm freezing my ass off so I'd love it if you could get the door open."

I dropped my head and sighed, "Yeah, I know. I'll go get it." He pulls my face towards him and kisses me gently.

"I love you"

"I love you too."

~~

Later, we're in the basement together, looking for a 'spirit board' and I haven't let him out of my sight since I saw that, vision. I can't let anything happen to him, I can't tell him either. I'm freaking out enough for the two of us anyway. I don't want him to panic all weekend. Especially if it turns out to be nothing,

I get distracted looking at a box of old horror costumes from one of Josh's dads old movies, there's long, black robes, weird masks, bottles of fake blood... I sqeeze the bottle, letting a droplet of the red liquid run down my pointer finger, lost in thought. His cute face, that cute face I've loved for years... the fear, the pain in his eyes... his scream-

"Found it!" I turn to see his proudly presenting the spirit board.

"Great, lets-" The basement door opens and we hear Sam and Josh chatting and making their way to the boiler. I shake the violent image from my head, wipe the blood off my finger, and paint on a happy face, "Let's scare them."

Chapter 3

Candlelight illuminates the room while Y/N explains the rules of the board. I laugh at what I assume was a joke, fuck- I'm trying so hard to pay attention. It was nothing. Nothing is going to happen to him, focus.

Josh sits opposite me, clearly the most... excited(?) To start, Ashley and Y/N are beside me, I pick up his hand and rub my thumb over it. If I can feel him, I know he's there. We each put one finger on the pointer, ready to begin.

"Is anyone there?" Ashley asks, half sincere, half skeptical. The pointer answers, first slowly moving in random directions then spelling 'H E L P'.

"Okay, who's moving it?" Y/N laughs

"Woah-" I gasp uncomfortably.

"How can we help you?"

It moves fast "W A R N I N G."

"Shit-" Josh comments... Seeing him creeped out is so weird.

"Ask who it is, maybe?" I suggest, trying to be engaged.

But she ignores me "what are you warning us about?"

"S I S T E R"

"Who's sister?" Josh asks, he seems panicked now.

"You're warning us about your sister?" Y/N asks the board at the same time

I look at Josh, I don't want to say it, but... "Josh, it's gotta be-"

And he looks at me, almost calmed by the brief moment "well, which sister is it then?"

"Beth...? Is that you?" Ashley questions with a nervous voice, Y/N seems to stir at the name a little, he was always closer to her. The pointer moves to 'yes'.

"Oh god-" Ashley trembles

"This is so messed up" a nervous laugh escapes him

I see panic in my best friends eyes, "Josh? Are you-"

"I'm fine" He interrupts me gently

"We can stop if-" Y/N suggests

"No. I wanna hear what it says." He interrupts Y/N far more harshly, I assume its just anxiety. When Ashley expresses hesitation, Y/N reminds her that we could discover the truth of their deaths.

"What happened to you?"

"H A N N A H K I L L E D"

"Hannah killed her??" I hear Y/N whisper under his breath

"No, no, I think, I think she means someone killed Hannah" I correct him

"Beth, who killed Hannah?"

"L I B R-"

"Library?"

"P R O-"

"Proof? There's proof?"

"In the library?" As soon as the question leaves Y/N's lips, the table shakes and the pointer flies off between Josh and Ashley. She stands up, in shock and horror, clearly freaking out, while Josh just stares ahead for a few seconds.

"This isn't real..." He rises from his seat, still staring "I dont- I don't know if you think messing with me is going to somehow help me deal with my grief or whatever, but this is not cool." He states, shakily but firmly.

"Josh, no, we didn't- you wanted to use the spi-" Y/N tries to assure him, but Josh cuts him off, did Y/N do something to upset him? He's been kinda pissed at Y/N since we got here.

"Shut up, you guys are full of it!" He storms off down the stairs.

After he's gone, Ashley scolds us "that wasn't funny, guys. I can't believe you did that."

"What? We didn't do anything!" I try to defend us, "Just because we're goofy, doesn't mean we'd do that!" But my protests fall on deaf ears as she waves me off.

"Stop. Just stop." She heads down the stairs after Josh, I look over at Y/N. He looks so embarrassed and upset, he hates hurting people... my sweetheart.

"Hey," I hold his hands "it's okay, babe, we didn't do anything wrong."

He slowly lifts his eyes to meet mine, god I love that colour... "I didn't know- that was crazy- I didn't think it would work!"

"Me neither. I can't- jeez..." I take a shaky breath

"Should we go after him?" Y/N asks nervously "I don't want him to think we were trying to hurt him..."

"No," I shake my head "No, I dont think he really wants to see us right now" You, mostly. "We should check the library. See if what it was saying is true."

We head towards the library, hand in hand. Once we reach the bookshelf, several books fly off the shelf, a lot of them almost hit Y/N. A button is left in their place, I push it and the wall opens, revealing a secret room, it's practically empty aside from a random picture laying on the table.

A photo of the twins, Hannah has her tattoo, so it must've been taken a couple months before the disappearance. Or, murder... on the other side, a fucking note written in blood. A clear death threat to the girls- a sick one. I show Y/N and we agree to tell Josh. I lead him down the hallway, when we hear Josh and Ashley scream. Y/N rushes towards the door, and an arm pulls him through. I pound on the door in an attempt to break it down. After a short time, it finally opens, i see ashley and Y/N laying on the floor unconscious, a guy in a creepy mask punches me-

Chapter 4

Shit- my head is spinning. What the hell happ- shit, Y/N! I stand up quickly, making my dizziness worse, and look around frantically, Ashley is still on the floor, slowly coming back to consciousness, but Y/N and Josh are missing- fuck!

"Chris...?" Ashley whimpers, I grab the flashlight on the counter before helping her stand.

"Hey, are you alright? He didn't hurt you, did he?" She seems okay, from what I can see, but creepy guy and helpless girl are never a good equation.

"N-no, I don't think so..." Ashley looks herself over "I was looking for Josh, I saw him coming through this way, I heard him scream, then some guy knocked me out and..." She trails off "thats all I remember, Where is he? Where's Y/N?"

I shake my head "No idea, we gotta find them, that guy, could've hurt them."

We find our way out of the room and see a splatter of blood on the wall "Oh jeez" Ashley gasps. We aprehensively continue, out of the lodge and towards the shed, calling out for Y/N and Josh. Everytime I blink, I'm reminded of that vision- it's not real, it's not real, it's not real...

"Chris! Chris, help, we're in here, please-" I hear him sob in response when I shout his name for the hundredth time.

A surge of adrenaline rushes through me "Y/N? Sweetheart, don't be scared, I'm coming." I hurry towards his voice, Ashley trails after, less enthused, poor girl is so exhausted.

The rest of the room is separated behind a plane of glass, a lever in the middle, and a door on the side. As soon as I approach the glass the lights in the room turn on, revealing Y/N and Josh tied up.

"What the hell??" Ashley gasps, Y/N and Josh start to properly panic when, presumably the guy who just attacked us starts talking over the intercom- shit- the saw- nonononnonono- FUCK-

It's that fucking saw- it tore through my baby- fuck- no- no- I cant- I cant- "and which one will die" i- I have to pick??? No, I cant- I can't have to do this- no, not these two- no-

I look for Ashley, but she's run off, I don't blame her, Josh starts pleading with me "Chris, buddy, please, you don't have to-"

And Y/N sobs too "Oh- Fuck- Chris, help me..."

Dontmakemechoosedontmakemechoosedontmakemechoosedontmakemechoose-

"I'm so-" guilt, anguish and anger fill me "so sorry, Josh-" my voice cracks. I turn the lever towards Josh's face- imsosorryimsosorryimsosorry-

The silence that follows could kill. Just a spinning sawblade and my favourite persons terrified sobs in the other room. I stare at the photo of him, my best friend... that guy- i- fucking killed him.

"Chris...? Help- please..." Y/N whimpers. Remember who it was for, Chris. He needs to survive. No matter what.

Chapter 6

I've still not dropped his hand. It's still replaying in my head, Y/N, Josh, the saw, that fucking guy. After, Ashley found Matt and Emily, and they all left to get help. I dont- I can barely think. But- Y/N and me are looking for Sam, I know that, and I'm holding his hand, nothing could make me let go.

"Hey, Chris?" His voice is shaky, but full of gratitude "I know- I know how horrible that was- what that guy did, what you had to do..." his fingers reach out and graze my cheek.

"Please- I don't want to-" don't cry- keep it together "I'm fine, dont-" Y/N steps closer, he lifts my cheek, dontcrydontcrypleasedontmakemecry...

"I'm sorry," we lock eyes "He was your best friend- you guys- shit- I'm so sorry" dontcrydontcrydont- "I love you. I love you so much"

"Please-" I fight the tears- dontcry "i-we- Sam doesn't have time. We need to hurry."

"Don't suppress your feelings, Chris, your best friend just died-" he's trying, he's such a good person, I love him so much.

"I'll cry about it once you're safe, okay!?" My voice comes out far more harshly than I ever intended. "I'm sorry- imsorry, imsorry-" I repeat, backing off "I cant- I can't be weak right now- I need to be strong until this is over then..." He pulls me into a hug, fuck- it feels so nice to be close to him- he's so warm, so alive, so full of colour...

~~

The lunatic got us again. This is what we get for trying to help Sam. We followed the trail down under the lodge, found so much weird shit, then eventually saw her passed out, tied to a chair and when we tried to help...

Now, there's a gun on the table, and I've got one free arm- if this fucker makes me do what I think he's going to... "Y/N? Sweetheart, wake up." I coax him gently, the lights turn on, there's saws above us.

"Chris...?" He mumbles, "where- where are we?"

"I dont- what the hell happened?!" I notice his black eye, I'm gonna kill that guy, I swear to god.

"I punched him after he got you," he cries, god- I hate that sound. He should never have to cry "I think he hit me?"

My eyes flare in anger "I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna murder his fucking face off."

"Hello again, my special little subjects." His distorted voice comes over the intercom, the saws start spinning, I lift the gun and shoot at them, desperate to make them stop, nothing happens. He continues speaking and confirms my fears. Either shoot myself or Y/N.

I bring the gun to my neck, just beneath my jaw. "No! Don't you fucking dare!" Y/N screams, thrashing and pulling against the restraints "Chris, stop- I can't- don't make me"

"I love you. You be smart, be safe, be brave. Please, I need you to make it out alive, baby." I'm confident, I'm assured. There's no hesitation in my voice, just regret. I thought we could grow up together, go to the same college, find a nice apartment, good jobs, married- I wanted to live that dream life with him. I thought we would... "I love you so fucking much. Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes- and make it off this fucking mountain. You're strong, you can do it. Please- survive."

"Fuck this- no! Chris, dont- don't make me live without you- it's not worth it-" he sobs.

"I love you-"

Chapter 7

I'm alive? My neck hurts like hell, I know the gun went off. My eyes open, Y/N sobs desperately, his eyes shut tight- like he's trying to disappear, my baby... I look around "What the fuck??"

He appears... SHIT- I lift the gun and shoot him several times, but still nothing happens... instead the freak laughs- he fucking laughs at me, he starts taunting me. "You've heard of blanks before? I mean really?" He takes the mask o- Josh?!?

Sam and Mike come from a door behind us, equally shocked- he's still fucking laughing- they release our wrists from the restraints while Josh explains his plan. I killed him... he made me saw him in half- worse than that, if that vision was right? He would've killed Y/N too.

~~

Me, Mike and Y/N are taking him to the shed. Sam didn't want to come, the sick fuck chased her around while she was in just a towel! Mike is the angriest, rightfully so, josh killed Jessica. He's fucking crazy! And still acting like it's all a joke.

On the walk, I notice Y/N is trailing behind, clearly something is puzzling him. I take his hand "What's up, babe?"

"I just..." He thinks for a moment "remember that weird dollhouse in the basement? The doll meant to look like me was in the bedroom, but I was in the kitchen that night"

"...so?"

"So if he was doing this as revenge for what happened to the twins, if he's seen the video, he'd know that! He'd know I wasn't a part of it, so why the hell was the doll upstairs? Why put me in that saw trap? Why us? You didn't do anything either!" He explains his conundrum.

"Yeah, that is weird, plus if he's saying he didn't mean to hurt anybody, why the hell did I see-" I stop myself, I still don't know what I saw, and whatever it was, I'm best asking josh about it rather than bother Y/N with my delusion. "Why the hell did I see him get sawn in half? Or- or have to shoot myself in the neck?"

"And killing Jessica, and basically sexually assaulting Sam." He adds before we catch up to Mike and Josh, the former is trying to tie the latter to a piller.

"Oh, finally can you two hold him, please?" Mike asks as soon as he sees us. Y/N holds down Josh's right side, I take the left while Mike quickly ties him up. I can feel Josh's eyes peering into me. It's not an angry gaze, it's... sad? Betrayed? He seems hurt, but that obviously can't make sense, did he expect me to kill the love of my life? Did he want me to??

Josh rambles incoherently while the rest of us talk, trying to figure out any way to make this make sense, "Chris?" Josh interrupts Y/N while he talks "Chris!"

"What?" I relent.

"Can we talk alone, please? I don't trust them like I do you." He has the balls to say something like that after what he did? I turn to the other two...

"Sure, yeah. We'll wait outside." Mike nods before I even say anything "c'mon, Y/N. He can't do anything, he's tied up." Y/N kisses me before following Mike out of the shed

"Now what, Josh?" I look to him, expecting some sort of explanation that'll put everything into place and make it all make sense.

"I missed you. You know that?" He seems partly lucid when he says that.

"Yeah? And a text wasn't enough?"

"No. Nonono. I missed you. He stoleyou."

"Y/N? He's my boyfriend, he didn't steal me-"

"YES HE DID. You're supposed to be myyy best friend and you abandoned me for him?? Really??"

"No! What the hell? We were still friends Josh. It's not like I started dating him and then all of a sudden I just dropped you, we still hung out!"

He shakes his head "that's not true. Thatsnot true. That's nottrue. ThatsNOTTRUE"

I sigh, this isn't going anywhere. I need to ask him about what I saw. Was he actually going to kill him? "Josh, the saw..."

"I wanted to test you. To see if you even fucking cared. You let me die so fucking FAST!" Josh starts to thrash around.

"JOSH, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU??" I scream "You- you put me in a position- you made me pick between him and you. You did that to see if i cared??? Did you- did you rig it up so he would've died if I chose you?"

He laughs- I'm gonna fucking kill him- "aw don't be mad at me..."

He wasgoing to kill him- he was going tokill him- hewas goingto killhim- hewasgoingtokillhim- Josh was going to kill Y/N.

Fury rages through me "YOU FUCKING CUNT-" I grab a piece of ply wood and whip it towards his head- he hit Y/N- smack- he tortured Y/N- smack- wanted me to shoot Y/N- smack- HE TRIED TO KILL Y/N-

Before I can smack him again, Mike pulls me away and grabs the wood out of my hands "Chris- what the fuck?!"

Y/N holds me back- I take deep breaths- shit- what did I do?? "He- he confessed..." my voice is shaking, Josh is unconscious- bleeding- shit- what the fuck did I do??

"To what??" Mike sounds appalled by my actions.

I tremble- "he was- he wanted to kill him..."

"Who?"

My eyes meet Y/N, even after what he saw me do, he still has gentle love in his eyes "the saw wasn't just a fake body thing... he was going to kill you... he was fully ready to kill you..."

Chapter 8

"Then your friend will already be dead." The old guy had a sorry yet confident expression.

"Good." I mutter.

Y/N shakes my shoulder, "we need to go after him..."

I scoff "fuck that. Fuck him. He did it to himself"

"Chris, this isn't you," he pleads. Fuck- he's adorable. "We can't leave him to die. Or... I can't. No matter what he did..."

"Don't. Don't be stupid. He just said he's dead." I try to reason with him.

"If there's a chance, i can't let him die like that."

"Then I'll come with ye." The old guy tells Y/N.

"No, you're not. He's not going." I sigh "I'll go. You'll stay in the lodge."

"I'm fine, Chris."

"And I plan to keep you that way. I'll get josh, try not to kill him, and bring him back. Only because I adore you."

"Glad it's worth something."

~~

His fucking head came off. We were looking for Josh- the Wendigo came- And took the old guys head off. I ran through the snow towards the lodge with the thing right behind me. I was shooting it whenever I could- it was so fucking fast, I almost didn't make it, but Y/N was right by the door waiting for me.

In the basement, Emily was begging Mike not to shoot her. I would've fought him, but- I just wanted Y/N. I just wanted him to hold me. Hes so gentle. He's so loving. He's so warm. I tried to shut out their dispute. I'm being held by my boyfriend. He loves me, I'm safe, no matter what happens next. Y/N is here, Y/N is holding me, Y/N is going to take care of me.

In his arms, I let myself break...

Chapter 10

That screech...

Oh fuck-

We hear the Wendigos coming through the basement- how did they get here??

The three of us sprint away from the sound, Y/N lets me run ahead, Emily behind him- up the stairs, through the maze, eventually to the movie theatre where Sam and Mike have opened the door "RUN!" I yell

"Go, go, go, go!!" Y/N calls out behind me.

I reach the main floor and run towards the door until I see the Wendigo perched on the wooden chandelier, I freeze, they can't see you if you're standing still. The old guys words replay in my mind. My eyes search for Y/N, but I can't find him, just Emily. She didn't shove him out of the way, did she???

The Wendigos chasing us climb up the stairs, and the main one, seemingly infuriated, started fighting them, giving me time to escape. I throw the door open and run. Please let him be okay, please- please- my legs collapse into the snow, please be okay, please come out.

Emily is out next, I don't have the fire to fight her in me anymore, I've done terrible things tonight, and all of it will be for nothing if that boy doesn't come out. Please, it can't have been for nothing.

He comes into view- Please-! But the Wendigo stares at him, no, no, please, he hasn't done anything wrong... i head towards the lodge, I need to catch him.

Sam's squeaky sneakers save him- holy shit- the Wendigo heads towards her, thank fuck- Y/N sprints into my arms, oh- baby...

I guide his sobbing form away from the lodge "I've got you, we made it- you- you made it-" I wipe his hair away from his sweaty forehead, I admire his face, his adorable fucking face "You survived..."

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714 🦋🍄

[elliebean714]

Hii forgive me for this but...

Can I request a nathan Prescott x male reader where the reader is nathans boyfriend and nathan is having a mental breakdown in his room and the reader tries to comfort him but he pushes the reader away. So the reader says "alright I'll be in my room if you need me" and leaves a note and goes to his dorm, and the note reads "love you, (y/n)" and that makes nathan go to the reader's room for cuddles please and thank you 🥺

You have been forgiven by the Church of Simps, my child. I would be happy to, ppl rly like my lis stuff so keep requesting pls lol. btw if you folks could lemme know which season/game/section you'd like me to write the character from cus like... Nathan for example, look how different he is in bts vs s1 lol. It's fine if you'd rather I decided what version of the character for you but if you have a fave LEMME KNOW!! I want this to be perfect for you<3 (not singling you out anon, i mean this to everyone sending reqs). decided to tie this into lis ep1 cus I thought that would be fun. Idk if this is what you meant by mental breakdown but... I mean it's not an inaccurate description...? Also sorry this is late, i was playing Minecraft.

Ps. I still <3 u

Nathan Prescott x M!Reader

Angst W/ Comfort, Fluff End

During-Game

Today wasn't going well, to be fair, most days don't go very well for Nathan, but today was really sucking. First he forgets his photography project causing Jefferson to scold him and other people in his class to look at him weird. It made him so fucking mad.

Then his dad called during break. Nothing makes even the best day the worst more than that. Every time his dad calls Nathan gets the overwhelming urge to tell him to go to hell and eat a bag of dicks on the way but he always deals with it in the end.

The worst was that chick in the bathroom, he was stupid and showed off his gun. He might've shot her if the fire alarm didn't go off. But because of that some rat that was hiding in the bathroom told Wells what they saw so he got called to the dicks office. Obviously there was no punishment but the lectures were really getting on his nerves today.

After the lecture, Nathan asked around for where the hippie brat that told Wells about the gun. He harassed her, but some other geek tried to stop him, so Nathan attacked him, of course, while the girl drove off in chloes junk heap truck.

Nathan got told off again. By the time he got back to his dorm, he was on the verge of snapping. And, of course, Y/N had to be there, waiting for him. Normally, there was no better sight for Nathan at the end if the day, but right now?

"Get out." He walks past Y/N, not even looking at him properly, to the spot where he hides the gun when it's not on his person. Y/N has seen him like this before, so he doesn't take it as seriously as Nathan wants him to "Hey, woah, calm down. Tell me what happened."

Nathan stands back up after securely locking the gun case and hiding it "get the fuck out!" He shouts "get out, get out, get out-" cracks start to form on the wall he's kicking.

"Nathan!" Y/N calls, pulling him away in an attempt to stop him from causing further damage "please, try to calm down and tell me what's wrong"

A surge of anger flares through him "Don't tell me what to do!" He shoves Y/N, and he stumbles back a few feet. Y/N wanted to stay and help, but he also knew how to take a hint

"Okay, okay, fine. If that's what you want, I'll be in my dorm." He tries to squeeze Nathan's hand before leaving, but he steps back, clearly not needing that.

~~

After finally calming down, Nathan flops down on the bed. He takes a shaky breath, rubbing his face, shit. I was horrible to Y/N. He was just trying to help... Nathan sits up slowly, and notices a little piece of paper has been slid under his door.

Picking it up, unfolding it, the note reads: 'I know you didn't mean it. Im not upset. If you need cuddles, come find me.' Nathan smiles a bit 'Ps. I still <3 u'

Well, if you're really not upset... he leaves his room, locks it, you always have to lock it, then hurries down the hall to Y/N's dorm. Nathan has spent countless nights there, so much its basically become his second home. He knocks on the door incredibly lightly, terrified of his own strength.

"Hey, you feeling better?" Y/N opens the door and softly touches Nathan's cheek. He nods, entering the dorm after Y/N moves aside.

"I'm sorry." Nathan mumbles as soon as the door is closed "today really fucking sucked, but I shouldn't have taken it out on you..."

Y/N leads Nathan onto the bed "no, you shouldn't have... but I know you can't control it. And I know you're doing your best to." He gently fidgets with Nathan's hair between his fingers. "Want to tell me about it?"

Nathan leans in closer to Y/N's touch "my dad called..." He was going to tell him everything, it'd be amazing to finally tell him, but that's too much. Y/N loves him, Y/N is the sweetest person in Arcadia, but if he ever knew, he'd leave.

Maybe it's selfish, no, it definitely is, but Nathan can't handle that. Even if he'd deserve it, even if Y/N deserves a good boyfriend AND good person, when he's this close, Nathan can't help being selfish. "He just wanted to berate me. He didn't say anything important, he just called to tell me I'm worthless."

"Ugh, that guy is horrible. I'm sorry babe..." Y/N soothes.

Nathan sighs "Can i- can we cuddle? Just for a little while..." Y/N smiles, lays down and pulls Nathan on top of him, they get comfortable then wrap their arms around each other.

"You're so cute~" Y/N giggles when Nathan buries his head in the crook of his neck, needy Nathan wasn't something he saw often, but it was adorable when he did. Y/N kisses the top of his head, "I love you, babe. Even when you're angry."

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714 ✨️

[elliebean714]

Until Dawn Character Reactions

How You Met The Boys (Middle School) (GN!Reader)

Fluff

An~Kay so I'm not American, but I looked it up, and in Canada (where ud is set) middle school is from 12-15. Just so my fellow international girlypawps are aware lol. let me know if you're interested in one for the girls. This is funnn I like these silly lil dudes. Okay... do I have a thing for acedemic rivals to friends/lovers??? Well yes. Well yes indeed. Mike's is explicitly romantic whereas the rest are all up to you. Sorryyy I just got into it :( I like down bad Mike. Sue me.

Josh Washington

You're sat in the principals office with your dad behind you and the boy you punched sitting in the chair beside you, his dad behind him.

"Mx L/N. Want to explain to Mr. Washington why we're here?" The principal asks expectantly

You sigh "He kept making fun of Jessica Riley's acne. I told him to stop or I'd punch him. He didn't, so I punched him."

Your dad clears his throat awkwardly, looking to the boy's father "I'm very sorry for their behaviour, it won't hap-"

"I'm not." You interrupt

Everybody in the room looks at you like you punched him again

"I told him to stop making fun of her or I'd punch him. He was totally warned, and still chose to do it. He knew what was coming. It's out of my hands at that point. He's just an idiot." You shrug

Your dad begins to scold you, his dad starts speaking very harshly about you to the principal, and he continues to stare, a tiny smile grows on his face

"I mean, yeah. They're right." The boy cuts through the static noise of adult chatter "I was being a jerk and they were sticking up for their friend."

His dad looks appalled, like admiting you were a prick is something completely foreign to him "Joshua, don't apologise to this brat. They punched you so hard you lost a tooth!"

"Hey, no need to start calling my kid names like that. Your kid started it, and he seems sorry. Y/N? Anything you want to say?" Your dad defends you, and Josh, seemingly

You roll your eyes "I'm sorry your dad is a bigger jerk than you."

Josh laughs, he has a really nice laugh, maybe he's not so bad now? Maybe you punched his head on right. His father doesn't feel the same, clearly. He continues to yell at the principal and your dad

Eventually you're forced to reluctantly apologise so everyone can finally go.

As soon as you're alone with your dad, he gives you a high five "good job for sticking up for your friend. And for standing your ground in there. But maybe try to not to resort straight to violence next time." He laughs, ruffling your hair playfully

The next day at recess, Josh apologises to Jess. And at lunch, he found you.

And he just never left

Chris Hartley

Maybe randomised partners for group projects is supposed to build teamworking skills, but that's only if you're not constantly trying to one up your partner.

Which is exactly what happened when your science teacher paired you with Chris.

He expected to have to do all the work while you goofed off, but you actually trying may have been worse.

You kept getting in the way of his ideas, even more infuriatingly, your suggestions were good, really good.

Eventually you both got sick of the bickering and decided to work on separate projects and you'd pick whichever one was best to present.

And the war began

He found professional sites and articles to pull facts and evidence from?

You conducted your own experiments and came to your own findings.

You spent hours on making your presentation as eye catching as possible?

He creates physical models for other students to see exactly whatever he's explaining is doing.

The fighting only gets worse- and by the time you guys have to pick to better project, it's nearly impossible to have any sort of productive conversation

You're sat on his bedroom floor, rolling your eyes during his entire mock presentation

Once he finishes, he smiles, expecting you to erupt into applause

"Boring. Bad. Didn't like it. Let's see mine. My amazing presentation that'll have you utterly amazed." You stand, and begin your presentation, ignoring his complete lack of interest.

Yeah... still, neither of you can agree on anything. So you decide, you'll do both and let the teacher choose.

Which also doesn't go well

He asks you both to stay back after class...

"Okay, well, you guys learned nothing about teamwork, but those were some of the most incredible presentations I've ever had kids your age give," he starts, you roll your eyes

"And I think, once you accept that you're both smart, and that you don't need to be rivals, you two could be an amazing team. Id be very curious to see what you're capable of. Maybe even at the science fair in a few months...?"

You scoff "Absolutely not. I'm never talking to him again"

"Yeah, politely, Y/N has been a complete and utter nightmare."

...

You both won every science fair since then.

Matt Taylor

Football guys were all jerks!

Gym class is the worst for EVERY reason, but those stupid guys who thought everybody was lucky to be near them were the worst of the worst.

All of them were the same. They played wayy too hard, took everything wayy too seriously, and had, basically no empathy for others.

And the teachers would let them get away with everything!

So when forced to play dodge ball, one of those football dicks through the ball way to hard and injured you

HE got in no trouble, but you got NO help! You just had to sit on the bench and get over it??? So unfair!

You were nursing your injury, in a obviously bad mood, when you noticed him staring at you. He seemed like he felt bad, but thats impossible, he's just like everyone else. You rolled your eyes

After the game finished, he snuck over to you

"Hey, im- I'm so sorry for that, uh... hit?" He awkwardly apologised

You gave him a dirty look "whatever, why do you care?"

"Because I hurt you, it was totally an accident, sometimes I get into 'football brain' during regular gym class and I put too much power info my throws and I hurt people... and I'm really sorry."

Your jaw drops a tiny bit... he's sorry???

"Uh... I... okay? I understand...?" You stammered, utterly perplexed

The guy seemed concerned "Are you okay? You look like I just grew a second head"

"No, no... just- why are you apologising??" You asked

"Because I hurt you?" He repeated "have you never apologised before??"

You were a little offended by the question "I have, obviously! But all you football guys are jerks, you annoy, bother, and hurt everybody, but never apologise. Why are you doing that?"

"Jeez! I- I'm nothing like those guys, we just play the same sport. I swear. Please don't think of me like that" He was hurt by your assumption

"Sorry, I was wrong." You sighed

He properly introduced himself, Matt. And the more you talked, the more you realised just how wrong you really were. The guy was an absolute sweetheart, little bit dumb sometimes, but a really good dude.

Okay... so maybe most of those football guys were jerks.

Mike Munroe

Mike was a shoo-in for class president

There was no reason to even try

He's funny, smart, likeable, everybody who meets him is utterly charmed

Until... you?

You're smart, likable, funny... and you seem to actually care about helping people...? damn

Well, he does love a challenge, and finally having a worthy opponent

You have the smarts, the genuine passion, the desire to improve your classmates lives, but he has the social intelligence, the charm, the persuasion

Intelligence vs persuasion, passion vs charisma, the desire to help people vs the desire for power

It's annoying when he realises you're genuinely the better person, so he has to resort to bad mouthing you.

Mike expects you to crack under the pressure, but you keep your cool, and navigate his accusations and rumours with grace

Your posters are informative and well put together, clearly preferring substance over flash, Mike's are eye catching and intriguing, but there's nothing beneath the surface

It all comes to a head at the debate. Mike was so fucking sure he had it in the bag

He sees you, sanding opposite him, a confident smile, great posture, answering every question thoughtfully

You're talking about something you'd change about the school, everyone is hanging on your every word and Mike feels that same magnetic pull

He notices that sparkle in your eye, that smile, the joy you feel trying to make a difference...

Oh- shit-

He likes you. A lot...

You have a charm, it's not just how pretty you are, it's genuine charm. You're so sweet, you're so- shit- he has a thing for you. He has a fucking crush on his opponent.

Mike has absolutely no idea what to do! He's never liked anyone before, they just like him and he goes along with it but-

You're looking at him... your sparkling eyes....

"-Mr Munroe?" He's whipped back to the auditorium, he's on stage- whole lot of people staring at him... shit- what was the question??

He blushes- "Uh..." wait- he looks down, you're sliding a note into his hand- you're so warm...

Opening the note reveals the question he was asked- Oh thank fuck. He answers it with a shaky voice, his mind still on your eyes, your warmth, your smile.

You helped him... you could've let him embarrass himself but- you helped him... shit- shit- he's so into you... look at you!

Afterwards, he sits in an empty class during lunch, still reeling from the revelation, how long has he had a thing for you??

When he started staring at you in class? He thought he was studying his opponent but...

Was it when he started getting upset when you spoke to other guys? He thought he was mad you were smoozing voters, but.... was he jealous?

Was MICHAEL MUNROE JEALOUS??

This isn't making sense, none of this makes sense, Mike is the charming one. Mike is the one everyone likes. Why does he feel like this??

You won the election obviously, and you're the best class president.

He's a good loser, for once he's actually glad he lost. Your utter joy when you realised you won? Fuckk- you're making it impossible to not fall harder for you.

You came to him after the win... he was the first one you went to...

He shook your hand, he shared your smile and stared into your sparkling eyes, he adored that sparkle...

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714

[elliebean714]

Hide And Seek

Josh Washington x GN!Reader (Romantic or Platonic)

Everybody's playing hide and seek, but you're veryy competitive and end up somewhere you shouldn't have

Fluff, Slow Burn(?) This is kinda just game lore, then turns into an actual character x reader at the very end lol

An~ I *think* this is *loosely* inspired by a fic I read on here a few years ago, I cannot remember though, so credits to them ig, I'll tag the og if I somehow find it (if it's even real, I may have dreamt it up or something lmao). I only put this as josh x reader bc he's my fave, but honestly, this can be read without that and you wouldn't miss anything lmao. I just wanted to get this out of my skull. SOO PROUD OF THISS!! HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS OMGGG?? WRITING IS FUN?? WTFF??? Its 5:30 in the morning and i just finished writing until dawn fan fiction. How did it come to this?? good lord this man is beautiful, should be a crime to be this gorgeous. Someone tell me how to tell if my one shot is slow burn or not. I'm not very clever. Sorry the ending is so shit lol, I'm very tired and really want to share this and AAAHHHHHH release me from this tormentttttt

Pre-Game

"Okay, everybody, let's set some ground rules before we start." Chris waves his arms to make sure everyone is paying attention. "First off, obviously, nobody is allowed to go outside, okay? Let's keep it fair people. Next, since there's twelve of us and the lodge is so big, we're gonna have two seekers. Thats Josh and Beth, they'll have to wait in here for two minutes while we all hide." The pair wave "Alright, lastly, you're allowed to move as much as you want, but if you're caught you come back to the kitchen until everyone is found. Winner gets the $600." He motions to the locked box that everyone pitched in $50, then hands the key to josh to keep a hold of until the end.

"Right, yeah, we get it. C'mon nobody likes to wait." Mike snaps his fingers, growing impatient, "Lets get going." while Beth sets a two minute timer on her phone, you slowly creep towards the door with a destination already firmly implanted in your mind. A countdown from three starts, your hand twisting the handle of the door, ready to bolt as soon as you hear-

"One!" The timer starts, and by the time everybody is out the kitchen, you're already halfway down the stairs to the basement. You sprint past all the potential hiding spots, far too obvious for someone of your calibre.

The sound of the basement door opening and a two pairs of footsteps make you jump "Mike-" Emily moans into, what you assume is a kiss. You sneak behind a pile of boxes before they can see you. They might not be seekers, but your plans will NOT be foiled by MIKE AND EMILY making out. Absolutely not.

They find some distant corner to hide and do whatever, you poke your head out for a second to check they don't notice you, when you see them firmly 'distracted' you sneak off without making a sound and get past the door at the furthest point in the room, deeper into the basement, and closer to your destination.

The old hotel. Before the Washingtons built the lodge on the mountain, there was a hotel here, they leveled it before construction, but you've spoken to josh about it, apparently remnants have remained down there, completely untouched. There should definitely be somewhere to hide. This would be easier if the two people looking for you weren't the two most likely to have knowledge of the layout of the hotel, but that doesn't mean you give up.

It means you have to be smart, sneaky and fast. You don't even need to be in a great hiding spot, you just need to be the last one found, you need to win. You feel a rush of adrenaline course through you when you see a pair of rotted wooden stairs, YES! It's still here! Soon you find yourself in what probably wouldve been the kitchen, and let yourself stop for a moment to check the time, 22:49. You've been running for five minutes, Josh and Beth have been searching for three.

That thought pushes you to keep moving- past the weird, long, creepy hallways and rooms and... smells. You come to a small room with a cage encasing it, god, how deep into this place are you? This wouldn't be a bad place to stay, if there were hiding spots. You check your phone: 22:52. If you had to guess, Emily, Mike, Hannah and Chris had probably been found by now. But you can't rely on that, time to get moving.

Eventually, the rooms and corners all turn to the one long corridor, stone exterior, definitely man made. Like some tunnel...? To where?? Where would there need to be a tunnel to on the mountain? Well, might as well check it out, not like you're going to lose at this point. If Josh or Beth decide to check the old hotel, they sure as hell aren't coming down this far.

A little ways down the tunnel, you see a huge set of metal double doors, this just keeps getting weirder. Thankfully the doors are open, just enough to squeeze yourself through and continue down. You check the time once you pass the door: 23:07. Oh you've won that $600. No contest. A surge of pride and adrenaline rush through you and motivate you to continue.

Seeing a set of stone stairs is... unsettling. Where they lead to even more so. You cautiously follow them up to a weird, giant room. Dark and abandoned... is this more of the hotel? No way, right? Leaving the room, you see a chain linked door down a tiny hallway, all other directions are blocked off by old furniture, you look through the door...

It seems empty? Just a bigger room, looks semi religious, maybe an old Chapel? You gently push the door open, it's loud, but who cares? Nobody's here anyway. Looking around in amazement, this entire building, untouched by humans in who knows how long, you might be the first person to be inside this building in decades, maybe the last ever! This is all so surreal... your thoughts are interrupted by... a call? You check, Josh. You've only got one bar of service here, it's a miracle any contact was capable of being made. Might as well tease him. You're not going back to the lodge until you're found.

"Heyy-" you start, unable to contain your cheeky giggles

"JESUS, Y/N WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?? Are you okay??" He sounds so relieved to hear your voice

"Yeah, obviously... so what's up, Washin-"

"You won, okay, wherever you are, just come out. We're all freaking out trying to find you"

"Nope." You state simply.

He sighs "You won. Please. You're freaking us out, you weren't supposed to go outs-"

"I didn't." God- its so hard to keep a straight face

"What...? You're still here? We've checked everywhere! I even checked that old hotel! Where are you??"

"No hints. I want one of you to find me." You hang up before he can protest, and check the time briefly: 23:38 before putting it away to explore the building. Along the sides are areas with chain linked walls, it's too dark to discern what's inside them. Except the one with an opening, heading inside you see a map of the mountain, outdated for sure, as it has the hotel labeled instead of the lodge.

From what you can guess, this building youre in is probably the sanatorium. Makes you wonder what happened that caused it to be abandoned. And for the Washingtons to do nothing with it. At the far end of the room, another giant set of double doors, you try to push them open, but they're either locked or way too heavy.

So the other side of the Chapel is your only option. One is completely blocked off, one that leads to another building in the sanatorium is locked and one at the far right takes you to a fenced in area, a makeshift graveyard, every name has the same date under it. Must've been a massacre... that's probably why it was abandoned, jeez... okay, well, that's just a dead end, so you turn back and- why does it feel like you're not alone anymore?

"Josh?" You call out, best case scenario, it's someone from your group and you've just given up your position... worst case... you creep towards the middle of the room "guys?" No response, maybe they're trying to scare you? Would be good payback for the $50 this excursion cost them. "You got me, okay? Come ou-" a screech interupts you, it sounds like an animal in distress, or a warning... "what the fuck?" It's coming from beyond the locked chain link door.

"Hello?" You step towards the sound, the door is locked, nothing will get you, it's fine... "is anyone there?" Another screech, you reach out to investigate the lock... and a gloved hand stops you.

Shit. You feel your blood run cold. This definitely isn't one of your friends. In half a second you whip your arm away and turn to face your assailant- old guy, weird goggles, flamethrower- before he can say a word you sprint across the room, out the door, down the stairs and back into the tunnel. You don't even know if he's following you, all you can hear are your own panicked breaths and your heart thumping so loud it feels like the walls are closing in on you with every beat.

You make it back to the double doors and slam them shut behind you. You can't lock them from this side, so the best you can do is close them and hope it'll slow him. God- you forgot how much of a maze this stupid hotel was, why the hell does there need to be so many hallways and dead ends?? Wait- the kitchen!! Yes! You know exactly where to go now! Just straight up. No more corridors and empty rooms.

The adrenaline has you acting pretty clumsy, tripping over steps, banging into things and slaming through doors. Once you're up that last set of stairs from the hotel to the lodge you start to feel exhausted- no, not yet- keep going, you got this. You reach out and open the door to the main basement, scaring the shit out of Ashley in the process "RUN! Holy shit-" you don't need to tell her twice. She grabs Chris, who was staring and the two run ahead. They hold the door to the basement open for you, after you practically jump up the stairs, somebody slams it shut and locks it.

The relief hits you like a freight train and your legs finally buckle, dropping you to the floor. Everyone hounds you with questions as you pant on the floor, trying to let the cold wood cool you down. You cover your eyes with your arm for a minute.

"What the hell happened??" You hear Matt ask

"I saw- shit- I saw somebody-" You pant- well at least I won't have to work out for the rest of the year. That sends everyone into a panic. More questions are thrown your way, the guys are discussing a plan of defense should it be necessary.

"What the fuck- who??" Jess' question is the one you hear.

"I dunno, some weird old guy- had a pair of goofy goggles and a fuckin' flamethrower." You take in several deep breaths and give Hannah a grateful smile when she hands you a water bottle.

"Where the hell did you go?" Josh gets close to you "where was he??"

You gulp down half the water before answering "I think I was in the sanatorium? I saw a map, I guessed that..." you trail off, everyone's stares making you suddenly self conscious "what?"

"Why the hell were you in the sanatorium?? That's dangerous Y/N!" Josh's concern comes out as a yell, in that way that someone only does when they really care.

"There's a tunnel from that old hotel beneath us to it, I was curious and I wanted to win." You shrug, god- this would be hilarious if it wasn't for that fucking insane person you met.

"There's a tunnel to the sanatorium?" Mike asks for confirmation.

"Yeah. And I won since I never technically went outside, by the way." You remind them. Sure this was a terrifying situation, but fuck it if you were loosing your reward.

"Shut up! Oh my god! There's a crazy guy up here, oh my goddd!" Ashley lashes out, you'd be offended if you hadn't scared her half to death a minute ago.

"Sorry." You mumble, drinking more water- fuck, have you ever sweat this much?

"Was he chasing you? Like, what happened?" Sam asks, always clear headed.

"I don't know, I just got there, Josh called me, I hung up, explored for a bit, heard some sort of animal, and he came up beside me before could see what it was. I just booked it, I didn't hear him I was too freaked." You answer truthfully

Josh takes your hand, seeing him serious is uncomfortable. "You should've come back when I called you."

"I wanted to win, I didn't think I'd see a fucking lunatic-" you attempt to defend your reasoning. was it sound? No. Did it work? Yeah.

"I told you you won." He asserted. He had one of those intense stares. One of the ones you feel a mile away. One that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand.

"I know... I just- I dunno... I wanted to explore. A whole building abandoned and lost to time? I couldn't help it. I was gonna come back after like an hour." You shake your head and sigh "I got excited. I'm sorry I worried you. I wasn't thinking, you know how I get, I'm really sorry"

He sighs. "Just don't do it again"

🦋❄️🦋❄️

🦋Butterfly Effect~ Too Soon...?🦋

❄️The Group Decided To Play Hide And Seek❄️

🦋Y/N Went To The Old Hotel And Found A Secret Tunnel🦋

❄️Y/N Refused To Return To The Lodge❄️

🦋So They Could Explore The Sanatorium 🦋

❄️Y/N Attempted To Investigate The Sound...❄️

🦋And Met The Stranger🦋

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~ Elliebean714 🦋

[elliebean714]

Hey Ellie! It's so good to see you're back!

I actually really low-key missed you and your writing, and ngl seeing your post about why you've been gone made me tear up a little (just cause I missed you sm and I want you to be the happiest you can) but I'm really glad that you're gonna be working on yourself and writing stuff that makes you happy!

I don't need you to respond to this or anything, I just want to make sure that at least someone has reached out and let you know that you were missed and cared about while you were gone. I love you girly, and I just know you're gonna do so amazing

- 🍄 anon

Me fr right now.

I've never been so flattered in my goddamn life.

Im being so serious when I say I've been reading this all day and smiling like a fucking idiot. Not just this message, all of the messages you've sent since ive been gone have absolutely brightened my day. You were the main reason I wanted to keep going, tbh. I just loved seeing that little 🍄 after the sweetest message ive ever read in my entire life. You're my favourite person ever and i luv u🥺💕

[elliebean714]

Until Dawn Character Reactions

Mike x Sam x F!Reader

Post-Game

An~ haven't done character reactions in a while, I've missed it. UGH WHY DO THESE CHARACTERS NEVER INTERACT?! anyway as this is post game everybody survives obviously. And I guess josh wasn't juiced. This ain't much, I know, but I'm just trying to get smg out to prove I'm not dead. 🎶 And gone, and buried.🎵 sorry...

~~

Josh Washington

Honestly a huge dick about it

Thinks he's the reason yall got together and that you're all just pretending to be dating to piss him off

Then he thinks he's cupid or whatever

He does the same to Ash and Chris it's honestly best to ignore him

Chris Hartley

Was surprised initially because Sam and Mike are polar opposites but they did always get along despite that so it does make sense

Guesses that you were the mediator that brought them together

Happy you guys are helping each other heal from what happened

Doesn't really pay much attention to you as he tries to move on with his life but hopes you guys stay together and make each other happy

Ashley Brown

She isn't really close to any of you guys but does like that yall are so comfortable and silly with each other

Especially after seeing how dark of a place Mike was pushed to during the night

I feel like she would create characters based on you guys and write about them and their goofy hijinks

Might post them on watpad or smg but don't bet on it. She's shy

Matt Taylor

At least Mike can't steal his girl anymore??

A little bit confused as to why Sam would get with Mike, but he won't really question it

Seeing Emily being jealous hurts his feelings :(

Overall, tries to not care, but Emily makes it hard sometimes (LEAVE HER BABYBOY)

Emily Davis

Okay- GET AWAY FROM HER MAN

What? Mike broke up with Emily a year ago? And she has a new partner? THAT'S IRRELEVANT

Seriously though, she does NOT like this

When Mike was with jess she could at least see a bit of herself in there, they were both super close friends and were more similar personality wise than others

But you and Sam?? Absolutely NOTHING LIKE HER! Ugh. You're so awful. How dare you be happy with her ex.

Jess Riley

So happy for Mike.

At the beginning of the game, she would've been FUMING, but after Mike saved her? She just wants nothing but the absolute best for that man

I think Mike would stay in close contact with Jessica the most, just checking up whenever he can. Even if it's not romantic these two still have an amazing connection and have a lot of love for each other

Would be you and Sam's absolute biggest hype girl.

Tldr; CHERISH MY GIRL JESSICA RILEY

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714 🦋

[elliebean714]

Where ive been + the future of this page

Tw- social anxiety, self deprecation/ hate, second hand embarrassment ahead.

*dramatic sigh* hey, guys. Shit has been uh... weird. Haven written anything in a while. Sorry. I don't know if this stuff is going to be seen by anybody, but I think it's time I stop caring? I remember when I stated this acc I was OBSESSING over whether people would like what I was writing, and I honestly can't remember if I ever actually enjoyed it myself. So I stopped.

But I kept checking. Are people liking my stuff? Are they commenting? Rebloging? Has anybody requested something that might fix me? If someone just requests that one thing, if somebody comments something, if I get validation from somebody, I'll finally be happy. I'll be able to write again.

I'm so embarrassed to write this, but here goes, I'm lonely. I have horrible social anxiety, to the point that I can't go outside most days. I can't get a job, I can't go back to school, I can't do anything. I'm so scared all the time, and I put all my hopes on this stupid blog. I was so sad, I was so tired, I needed people to like me. I needed someone to tell me I made them happy, or really anything.

I just wanted connection. Something I dont think I've ever had. I wanted people to read my stuff, read my notes, read me, and say 'this is great. You did great, and you should be proud.' I wanted somebody to reach out, to fix me. I have spoken with so many people over the course of my time on here, even made a real friend, and I'm so grateful. But all I can think if is how much of a fuck up I am. I can't talk like a normal person, I can't communicate, I can't begin conversations, can't carry or continue them.

I'm so scared all the time. Even when I'm talking with some of the sweetest people on the planet, I'm so scared of saying something wrong, hurting them, and being hated. That is my worst fear. Being disliked. I thought it was spiders, I thought it was the dark, or murderers or normal stuff, but I'm a stupid bitch. I'm a pathetic bitch. I'm scared of people. I'm scared of them disliking me. I'm scared of not making everyone happy. I'm so scared of it. Im so scared of being alone, but it's all I've ever known.

This blog started as a way for me to write all the dumb fan fics I've had in my head since I was a little lady, it started for me, and it terrified me just how fast I lost it. You guys are lovely. Perfect. The sweetest people on the Internet and I adore you. But I need this to be mine again. I'll start posting whenever I can, I'll still work on requests when i can, but I'll mostly be writing what I want. Whether it makes sense to you or not, this is a corner for me. To let all the things I've kept in my head out. I need to be happy.

This is so embarrassing, but I have to start actually enjoying stuff. If I keep putting out everything for other people I'll remain a miserable pos, and I don't think I can handle this anymore. I have to remind myself that I am worth being happy. Regardless of my fears, my strong self hate, I am worthy of happiness, I am worthy of love, I am worthy of community.

This is dumb, I know, I'm humiliated by the fact that something as minor as a tumblr blog caused such distress for me, and I'm even more embarrassed that 'reclaiming' it is so significant, but fuck it. This was created for me, and it is going to be that way from now on.

I love you. I love you so much. I'm terrified to post this, but I know either none of you will see this, or I'll be so supported by you amazing people, and all I can say is thank you so much for putting up with me, even when I've been a fucking nightmare. I love you I love you I love you 💖

~Elliebean714 ❤️‍🩹

[elliebean714]

Hey, just wanted to see how you were doing! Make sure you drink water

-🍄 anon

YOU ARE THE SWEETEST OMG. I'm getting better, started writing again but pretty slowly, like little bits here and there nothing big. I'm still pretty stressed about a lot of things but I'm taking care of myself dw. Thanks for checking on me ily❤️

[elliebean714]

Are your requests open? and if they are, do you still write for bioshock?

Yeah. My reqs are always open it just may take a while cus ive been having a bad time lately and I've got a whole bunch of reqs in process, and btw if its on my what I write or any additional misc. Franchise then I still write for it. I'd take it of the wiw or take down the post if I no longer wrote for them anymore<33

~Elliebean714

[elliebean714]

What's your favorite flour?

Well I'm assuming you ment the plant not the stuff used for baking lol. Idk what they're called but these ones for sure

Look at the pretty colours^_^