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[leonsbunny]

Rises The Moon ♡

( Ethan Winters x GN!reader || bedtime rituals with your husband ♡ )

“You put Rose to bed, dear?” You ask softly, Ethan tugs you gently down into the comforter of your shared bed, pulling it over your shoulders. “Yup. She's knocked out. Read her that bedtime story you said she'd like.” He replies, though the soft light of the bedpost lamps didn't help you see your husband's face too well, you could tell he was smiling to himself. Proud himself. Proud of how far both you'd have come.

Now safe with nice weighted blankets to keep you warm, he glances over to his hand. Scarred and yet somehow, still there. Still alive.

Like you.

You were still there. There for him, despite everything.

Despite everything, you still loved him.

He pulls you close, kissing the crown of your head with the covers wrapped around the both of you. The soft lights silhouette around your form, giving you a crown of light behind your own. A halo, if he was wording it right in his head.

Though, you don't notice this yourself. Ethan surely did. He was your husband, after all.

“I love you, you know that, right babe?” His voice was soft, gentle. That's how his voice always was, with you and Rose. Always. Gentle with her, gentle with you. That's how it should be, Ethan thought. He runs his thumb over your shoulder, holding you as close as he possibly could.

“I know, I know.” You reply softly, chuckling. “Don't have to tell me twice.” You add, you run your hand along his jaw to the apple of his cheek. You press your lips against his, into a sweet kiss. Short and sweet, then you pull away from his lips.

Although you were married, it never stopped Ethan's face from heating up completely whenever you kissed him. Anywhere, really. His hands, his lips, his forehead. He'd melt if you kissed his hands. Always. Kiss along his knuckles, and he'll turn into red in the face goop.

And you do just that, like a little bedtime ritual you've committed yourself to ever since you've both found a place to rest your heads under. Kissing each knuckle, holding his hand gently in yours. Blessing your lips onto his skin, he felt honored. To be this in love with you, to be the object of your affection.

Ethan can't help but lay there, a bit flustered and quietly going along with your movements. He doesn't really know how to react, besides just going along with what you're doing. He wasn't the best with words when it came to things like this.

You pull away from his hand, smiling to yourself when you see how red in the face Ethan was. And, to add to his flusteredness, you place a kiss on his forehead. That was the final nail in the coffin for him, a soft, plush coffin.

“Goodnight, dear.” You say, snuggling into the covers. Your hand snakes around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

“Goodnight, dear.” He repeats back, taking your body language as a signal to turn off the lights and finally get some sleep.

It takes him a couple minutes of cuddling to finally calm down the heat in his face.

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[ interests ] ✂️ SallyFace, Fnaf, Marvel, Tim Burton, Kpop, Bojack Horseman, Ikemen Vampire, Obey Me, Scream Franchise, South Park, Beastars, TokyoRevengers, Life Is Strange, Alice In BorderLand, Doki Doki Literature Club, Heartstopper. .ᐟ .  ˚ ೯

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﹒⁀ ㅤ 𓂂 Incest, large age gaps, non-con, scat, race play, abuse, pregnancy, detailed nsfw.

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|| Alice In Borderland : Ryohei Arisu, Shuntaro Chishiya, Hikari Kuina, Rizuna Ann, Yuzuha Usagi. ||

|| SallyFace : Sal Fisher, Larry Johnson, Ashley Campbell. ||

|| Ikemen Vampire : Arthur Conan Doyle, Vincent Van Gogh, Theo Van Gogh, Dazai Osamu, Comte de Saint-Germain, Leonardo Da Vinci, Isaac Newton, Sebastian, William Shakespeare, Napoleon Bonaparte, Jean d’Arc, Wolfgang Amadeaus Mozart.||

|| Scream : Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Ethan Landry, Jill Roberts, Amber Freeman, Sidney Prescott, Tatum Riley, Randy Meeks. ||

|| Obey Me : Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Asmodeus, Belphie, Beel, Levi, Diavolo, Barabtos, Simeon. ||

|| The Lost Boys (1987) : Dwayne, Marko, Paul, David, Star. ||

|| Beastars : Legoshi, Louis, Juno, Riz, Jack, Bill, Haru, Gouhin. ||

More fandoms/characters are to be added soon ^^

　

[h0rr0rsaxo]

[ new friend. || simp party. ]

CONTENT WARNINGS: NONE.

PAIRINGS: NONE.

TAGS: @cheesefanboy2 @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N: We finally got some Fang fluff! Yay! This is adorable tbh.. I actually liked writing this.

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: "(Thank you - Dido)" 01:23 ━━━━●───── 03:43 ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ ---˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹---

Fang stood at the edge of the cliff, the sky above carelessly beaming as an endless flock of coughs plagued her throat, with each cough that disposed of more blood, more threatened to emerge from her throat as time passed.

Fang's skin seemed to get paler, with dark circles from under her eyes, the rare sight of her finally having some peace— tender bruising spots littered across her body from the recent beating she had received. She was tired— tired of being beaten to an absolute pulp for simply existing, tired of being alone, tired of dealing with everyone being exasperated at the very sight of her— tired of it all. The only normal person she had in her life quickly ditched her when he saw just how strange her life was.

Everything just sucked right now.

The boy hadn't exactly intended to find her here, he had just been mindlessly running through the forest when he saw her staring into the sky for what seemed like hours. It was when he had slightly stepped forward, snapping a branch from underneath his shoe. He internally cursed at himself, dipping behind the tree when the red-haired girl turned around. A new voice interrupted her oh-so peaceful silence, Fang's brows suddenly furrowed. Rubbing her face in discomfort and annoyance— she turned to see what prank was being pulled on her now. She turned— but when she saw this male figure had been hiding behind the tree, she climbed it, to perhaps get the upper-hand on whoever had been watching her.

He let out a sigh of relief when he managed to hide behind the tree, but tilted his attention towards the leaves rustling above, and sure enough, the very same red-haired girl poked her head out, looking at him while upside down. Her eyes were widened, as his pale cheeks dusted with pink at how close she was, feeling the warmth of her breath brush against the paperbag he wore as he held his own. Instead of being disgusted, or furious with how he had been secretly watching her, Fang had been curious. The breath in his chest halted and his mouth parted slightly as she continued to stare.

A cardboard paper-bag covered the entirety of his face, two pristinely drawn dots on the top of it— seemingly supposed to represent his eyes. The boy was tall, of course not as tall as some of the demons she had witnessed, in fact, he seemed to almost be her exact height, but just several inches above. He timidly fidgeted with his bandaged fingers, "I-I'm sorry for watching you— I was just surprised. But usually, this is the spot I hide at— alone. But I wouldn't mind sharing it with someone." He shrugged slightly, a sheepish smile from underneath his mask from the pretty girl staring at him.

"Are you…a demon or something? What are you?" Fang interrogated, eyes slanting into a slight glare of skepticism— she was not about to deal with another demon, or some type of supernatural being.

"Demon…?" The paper-bag masked boy tilted his head in confusion, lifting his hands in the air to appear non-threatening, "Is this some sort of reference I'm not getting?" The boy pulled back a bit, startled at the touchiness of the stranger before him, almost too startled to notice her gripping his paper bag to take it off— before he gently grabbed her arm. "Please don't touch that—"

Fang pulled her hand back, tilting her head curiously. Perhaps this wasn't some type of annoying prank, and he really was human. She abruptly jumped down from the tree, landing on her feet, and slowly standing to his level, "What's your name?"

"Ethan," He slowly lowered his hands, and held his hand out to her as a friendly gesture, "What about you?"

"Fang." She awkwardly grabbed his hand back, giving it a shake as she attempted to smile at him— but it felt so uncomfortable to her, she doesn't usually smile.

"You look really beat-up, are you okay?" His muffled voice attempted to console her, narrowing his eyes at the sight of constant blood dripping from her nose, along with the dozens of wrapped bandages on her body. Bruises were unnaturally littered all over her visible surface of skin, along with slight scratches. He noticed when he reached his hand over to graze his fingers alongside the bruises, she flinched.

"Yeah, I'm used to it. It's nothing I can't handle." Fang shrugged, tracing her fingers alongside all the mending wounds, slightly flinching at the pain.

"I hate to admit it, but…same." Ethan rubbed his arm slightly, before tugging at his sleeves, showcasing all the bandages wrapped on his arms, "I'm new here and I keep getting my ass kicked. This town sucks."

"Tell me about it. The only place I can go to escape is here." Fang slightly lifted her sweat-shirt, showcasing the rest of the bandages that wrapped around her stomach— with a completely monotone voice, as if it were just another day she had to live through. "I wish I could just…run away from it all, forever."

"It's nice to find someone who finally understands," Although Fang couldn't see it— she could hear the smile in his voice when he slightly nudged her. Fang let a little smile of her own tug at her lips, the idea of finding someone she could finally relate to was…nice. Silence enveloped them momentarily as they stared at each other for a little. Fang turned to the horizon— feeling the warmth of the setting sun reflecting off of her face.

"I hate it here," Fang reached her fingertips towards the horizon longingly— as her eyes flickered towards the endless void below the cliff, one of her other chillingly-cold hands brushed at her bruised eye, her fingers ghosting over the swelling. "If I'm being honest. I feel like I don't fit in anywhere."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's tough being the odd one out." Ethan sighed softly. Fang slowly brought her gaze up, to where she saw the boy also looking down at the bottom of the cliff, unreadable masked eyes then looking down at her with a comforting aura.

"You too?"

"Yeah. I get picked on a lot too, I get my ass kicked wherever I go. I guess we have that in common." Ethan tilted his head slightly, a little giggle awkwardly emerging from his throat— trying to normalize such a tragic situation.

"I guess we do. It's nice to know I'm not the only one." Fang muttered. As they stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing out at the vast expanse of the horizon, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of longing within her. The sun was slowly setting, casting a warm golden glow across the sky, and the sea below them shimmered in the light. It was a beautiful sight, one that filled her heart with both joy and sadness.

"Definitely not. You know, sometimes I feel like it's just me against the world." Ethan said, his eyes staring down at the ocean below the cliff. He had always loved the sea, the way it seemed to stretch on forever, the way it held so many secrets within its depths.

"It sucks." As Fang looked out at the ocean now, she couldn't help but feel a sense of overwhelming sadness. For all its beauty, the sea was also a cruel and unforgiving place, one that had taken so much from her— similar to the world,

"I know what you mean. But maybe it doesn't have to be that way." Ethan spoke without thinking about what he had been saying— The beauty of the horizon seemed to mock him, reminding him of everything he had lost and everything he would never have. It was a cruel reminder of the tragic nature of life, of how it could be so beautiful one moment and so devastating the next.

As the last rays of sunlight faded away, she took a deep breath and turned to leave. She knew that she had to keep moving forward, no matter how difficult it might be. She had to hold on to the hope that one day, she would find her own place in the world and be able to finally embrace the beauty of life once again. Fang turned to him with a confused expression, "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. Maybe we could be each other's allies or something. You know, like a team." The girl stared at the boy in front of her, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to make sense of what he had just said. They had only just met, but already he was confusing her with his words.

"A team..?" Fang asked, her tone cautious.

The boy shrugged, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Just that...I don't know. I feel like we could be friends, you know?"

Fang frowned. "But what does that mean, exactly? What do you want from me?"

Ethan's smile faltered slightly, and he looked down at his feet. "I don't want anything from you. I just...I don't know. I feel like we could get along, maybe."

Fang expression softened, and she scooted a step closer to him. "I'm sorry. I'm just not used to people being so...vague, I guess. I like to know exactly what someone means."

The masked boy nodded, his gaze meeting hers once again. "I understand. I just...I don't know. I feel like we have a connection, you know? Like we could be good friends."

The girl studied him for a moment, searching his face for any signs of insincerity. But all she saw was honesty and warmth. Slowly, she felt herself beginning to relax, her guard coming down just a little bit.

"Okay," she said finally. "I'm willing to give it a shot. But you have to promise to be honest with me, okay? No more vague statements."

The boy grinned, relief evident in his expression. "I promise. And who knows? Maybe we'll end up being great friends after all." Fang couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. Maybe this boy was right. Maybe they could be friends. And maybe, just maybe, this was the beginning of something truly special.

"Also…what's up with the paper-bag?" Fang gestured over the thinly veiled paper bag concealing the entirety of his head, and he seemed a little flustered from the sudden question.

"Oh…well— I'm kinda…ugly?" Ethan laughed, tugging at the paper-bag that concealed his face and Fang could feel goosebumps on her warm, pale skin. A genuine amused little chuckle escaped from her lips from hearing how straight-forward she slapped a hand on her mouth, trying to contain her giggles. The boy looked at her in wonder— trying to decipher if she was making fun of him.

"Trust me, I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I understand." Fang protested and waved her hand with a sorry smile. Ethan only laughed to himself and shook his head as she spoke, "When I was younger, I got called ugly all the time."

"What—? But y-y-you're so…" Ethan quickly caught himself before he said something strange to her, "....nice looking. Not in a weird way, just like—"

"I understand what you mean." A cool breeze from the cliff-side washed over the two and provided simple relief of the hot air, letting her long red-hair blow with the wind— softly gliding with the wind as she hugged her scraped knees to her chest, "I'm sure you're 'nice-looking' as well. You might not see it now, but you're gonna figure it out in the future, and realize you didn't need a bag covering your head."

"Thanks.." Ethan looked over at her and he meekly stared into Fang's dark-colored hues— a little smile painting his face.

"FANG!" Fang's attention on her new friend was knocked short when gruff voices yelling and taunting her raided her ears. She turned to look for where the voices were coming from— and it was just a short distance within the forest, they could get here at any minute. Narrowing her eyes, she cursed the three men for ruining the moment— seriously, how immature could they be? She cleared her throat and clasped her hands behind her back when Ethan looked at her questioningly. She tilted her head at the thought of the man that she befriended. Ethan. He seemed sweet in her eyes and he was the first man out of a handful that didn't seem to stare at her in the same manner the others did. He was a bit hesitant to engage in conversation, but maybe he was just shy around girls? A lot of men are.

"Are those your folks?" Her eyes found the paperbag staring at her curiously, rubbing his arm while he awaited for an answer.

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head, "Please. They're barely my friends."

Fang sighed and fell on her back, closing her ears and groaning when she heard yells in the distance from Toby, Varrick and Hoodie. They were probably coming to kick the shit out of her again— Rubbing her scratched palms on her face as she scoffed in annoyance, until an idea popped up in her head. Fang leaned her cheek over in the grass and her eyes trailed towards Ethan. She smiled and the dimples of her cheeks caved into her skin— he blushed a little, "Hey, how about we get out of here? Fast. Before they get here."

"I mean, I have a bike but—" Etyan leaned up on the palm of his hands and followed Fang's gaze, finally noticing the voices in the distance were integrated into the group. A nervous smile crossed Ethan face and he looked at Fang,

Fang quickly cut her gaze from the sky and looked to Ethan, "Perfect! I don't mind hitching a ride with you."

Ethan put his hand to his cheek and shook his head nervously, "How are you gonna ride on it? I'm pretty sure it's made for like…one person."

Fang smiled and her scarlet-colored hair bounced about her face in the wind, "Don't worry, we'll figure it out. Let's just ditch this place."

"You're the boss." Ethan pouted and gave into Fang's charm, sighing and dropping his hand in his lap. Fang uncrossed her legs and laughed to herself, pushing off the ground and ready to follow him. The sun had already set, and darkness had engulfed the forest. They had heard strange noises and saw movements in the bushes, and they knew they had to get out of there fast.

Ethan was pedaling as fast as he could, but the bike was struggling to make it through the thick forest. Fang was holding onto him tightly, her heart pounding with fear when she heard the voices of the proxies— she could take a beating from them, but if they found out she was with a human, they'd kill him. She could feel his muscles bulging with the effort to keep the bike steady and avoid any obstacles.

"OH SHI—"

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the forest, causing Fang to nearly scream. Ethan swerved the bike, attempting to avoid the noise, but it was too late. They crashed into a tree, and both of them fell to the ground. Fang was shaken, but thankfully unharmed. Ethan, however, had scraped his knee and was bleeding. They quickly got back on the bike, with Fang now pedaling, while he supported himself on the handlebars. They needed to get out of the forest and back to town as soon as possible.

They continued to pedal as fast as they could, weaving through the trees and trying to avoid any more obstacles. Ethan was shaking with fear, but the girl's reassuring words kept him going. Eventually, they saw the lights of the town in the distance. They pedaled harder, finally reaching the safety of the town. They both let out a sigh of relief, knowing they had narrowly escaped danger— Fang fell over, laughing and smiling as she cheered slightly, throwing her hands up in the air, "Holy shit! That was fun! We escaped from those bastards!"

Ethan seemed extremely shaken still, he adjusted the paper-bag that nearly flew off of his head Fang turned to the boy, praises and cheers streaming from her mouth, as she wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you for keeping us safe! That shit was so fun!" she said, hugging him tightly.

"Y-yeah…fun— not totally deadly and concussion worthy…"

At first, Fang was suspicious. She had been let down by people before, and she didn't want to get her hopes up. But as Ethan talked more, she realized that they had a lot in common. They both loved reading, and they both had a quirky sense of humor that not everyone understood. As they chatted, Fang began to feel a sense of camaraderie with Ethan. They both knew what it was like to be bullied, and they both felt like they didn't quite fit in. They began to swap stories about their experiences, and Fang felt like she had finally found someone who understood her.

Over the next few weeks, Fang and Ethan started to spend more time together. They would sit together at that little spot and Fang would occasionally sneak him into her room of the mansion. They even started to eat lunch together, something Fang never thought she would do with anyone. One day, as they were walking home from an arcade, Ethan turned to Fang and said, "You know, I used to think it was just me against the world. But now I realize that it's us against the world."

Fang smiled. She knew exactly what he meant. They might not fit in with everyone else, but they had each other. They were a team. From that moment on, Fang and Ethan were inseparable. They supported each other through the tough times and celebrated the good times together. They had found a true friend in each other, and they knew that they could take on anything as long as they had each other.

[ateezgf]

i took ss so it wld be easier on me to go through and block ppl and like,, there was so much hypocrisy 😭 someone started their tags w "some of yall need actual help" and then went on to say they feel like punching skz minho everytime they see him; one of the ppl who said jongho "screeches" stans beets,,,; "that eunwoo guy cant act" made me laugh bc iirc hes considered to be one of the best idol actors..

yk what all of them sound like the twt stans who actively hate on and suddenly become expert vocal or dance coaches or wtv to "criticize" (hate on) idols they dont like instead of focusing on the ones they do like ,,, how embarrassing 😭

but yeah all in all its just. a vile post and its a good way to show how many kpoppies dont see idols as people.

RIGHT like how can you say people need help and shouldnt act that way and then go ahead and say the same thing 😭 like it isnt even equivalent to when people are like "oh theyre so cute i just wanna smush his cheeks" or whatever like .. it isnt even the same train of thought. it's also definitely the same people who preach on and on about how "idols (their faves) are humans too!!" & "mental health matters!!" but turn around and laugh at other idol's mental health and wish poor things on them or even their families 😐

when it comes to ateez, i just think it's so funny when people try to discredit them as if well-known and respected names (lia kim, psy, rain, etc.) haven't praised them for being a refreshing image on what a performer is in kpop. people calling them nobodies as if they didnt just sell out two tours? they even sold out a world tour 3 months after debut like sorry but i'll take a professional performer and the korean govt.'s word over samantha from michigan who's angry posting because she doesnt like the way they dance/sing.

honestly like the one good thing that came from that post was giving a list of people i dont want to talk to if they think disliking someone is free pass to harm them.

[chaosthevry]

tag drop!

[ateezgf]

re: petty kpop hate post;; this is just me complaining a bit bc i hate tht post

the amnt of ppl who specified jongho out of all the atz members pissed me off sm lol esp the ones who talked abt his singing as if,, hes the one who chooses to sing like that?? then theres the ppl who hate izone members bc of mnets rigging, which is also not the girls fault.. tht post in general is too much an issue yk,, its just giving too many ppl a place to openly be nasty and rude abt idols who did nothing wrong. like yeah i get disliking an idol for feeling off but flat out hating and shitting on them for no reason other than tht,,, and the "i wna punch him everytime i see him" ppl need help so bad omg 😭 its a bad post and imo the only reason u shld actually hate and shit on an idol is if they actually did things tht were harmful or shitty?? otherwise they dont deserve it?

anyways thank u for listening to my sort-of rant. i had more at some point but seeing all of tht negativity tired me out sm idk how ppl can be so negative

NO LITERALLY like every time i saw his name popped up it was always "the screeching man" like excuse me ????? like ateez is very open about how they see EVERYTHING. like san's talked about how he's seen the negative comments people make about his dancing. jongho's seen the negative comments about his facials when he sings. i've always hated the argument "theyre not gonna see it" when they so obviously do. 4th gen idols are making the same jokes & doing the same trends as any fan. also ??? different idols are open about how they search themselves so they'll def see certain things.

there were a couple of genuine petty reasons in the post that were funny. like the ones about them looking like people irl and stuff like ok that's fine. but the people who would be like "i hate xyz . they just look weird i wanna punch them" like that's so weird and like ??? if you take away the celebrity status.. they're literally just saying they wanna punch an asian person cause they look weird to them like......... THAT'S WEIRD. l

i totally get that sometimes you just get bad vibes from a celebrity/someone. like that's normal? youre not gonna find every celebrity to your preferences. but it shouldnt be reaching a point where you're wishing harm. like op backtracking to say they want petty stuff but their tags are about thinking itzy chae's face is weird and makes them wanna shove her into a locker like ................. that's not petty lol.

i 1000000% agree with u. i hate that post and how it was just an open opportunity for people to say vile stuff about idols and borderline racist/micro-aggressive things imo (just the general comments of features being weird) under the excuse of the post.