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[pinetreevillain]

Hello, I was wondering if you’ll ever meet revisiting “Walls and Holes” by any point. Your writing is phenomenal! Sorry if you’re already made a post about this topic, I may not have seen it. Have a great day! 🤍

You coming into my DMs in 2024 and uttering that name was like a ghost floating up to me and telling me my social security and bank number

[kurakuradonn]

Is there a way to learn more about Insania Scientia lore and story? I’m super interested in it but don’t know where to really find much info… sending lots of love! 💙💙💙

Glad to hear it interests you (^^ )b Much of it is a major WIP since it’s a (albeit very slow paced) hobby project, but uh, if there’s anything anyone wants to know about Insania Scientia, usually I try to answer any questions about it if I have the time/if it’s not a spoiler lmao. I’m still working on making a introductory page, but if you want to know about the basic story summary:

[The year is circa 2080. After being mysteriously revived, Victor Frankenstein, Dr. Jekyll, and The Invisible Man find themselves being held by a monster-hunting organization called the Van Helsing Facility, being sent on missions to capture rouge monsters that wreak havoc among the public.

The three currently reside in a small rural town infested with paranormal activity somewhere in the midwest, in a house provided by the V.H Facility.

As they continue to take on missions, fight monsters, pointlessly bicker with one another, and plot many failed attempts of escape, a dark secret- one that the Van Helsing Facility is hiding- awaits for them.]

It’s mostly a not-so-serious comedy that’s more akin to a campy creature feature scooby doo-esque sci-fi story, so if that’s your cup of tea then by all means, welcome 😂

[streets-in-paradise]

Mutual Promise,Cursed Prophecy - Platonical Corey Cunningham x Sister!Reader/ Platonical (menthor-like)Laurie Strode x Cunningham!Reader

This fic contains SPOILERS of Halloween Ends

Masterlist

Word Count 3K

Characters: Corey Cunningham, Cunningham!Reader (Sister), Laurie Strode. Michael Myers (mentioned), Allyson Nelson (mentioned). 

Warnings: Codependent siblings, narcissistic mother jealous of her daughter and possesive of her son.

Summary:  Haddonfield’s most long lasting myth became an unstoppable source of suffering for your brother since he had become the town’s new boogeyman and you have been there for him from the beginning. However, the chain of events unleashed sets upon you both the paths to play the roles it demands of you. As he secretly bonds with Michael Myers and you grow close to Laurie Strode, finding in her the kindness that your own mother has always denied you, the strength of your mutual devotion threatens with turning into an incarnation of the greek tragedy of sibling obsession built by the town around them. 

Notes: I have only seen the movie once when i got this idea and began to write it. I haven’t rewatched it yet, so I apologise in case I may have forgot some details. 

Tags: @reborn-ghost @heydemonsitsyaboilucien @rebelliousstories​  @starst0n8 @w3irdn355​

Nothing was the same since that Halloween night, but you would always do your best for Corey. As his sister and main source of support things were not always easy, but you wanted to make sure your brother would feel loved by at least one person in the whole town. It could be said that, over the course of the last few years, you were neglecting yourself more than usual to look after him because you knew nobody else would. Not for real, at least, since what your mother always did wasn't caring. 

In your house you were the public enemy number one simply because you would often confront her when Corey wouldn't. You were his protector, his voice and the scapegoat whenever your mother needed someone to blame. It was insane to think about it, but she was jealous of your closeness and the possessiveness she had over him would often make her seek to compete with you for Corey's love and attention. In any given fight between you she would never miss the chance to attempt manipulating him against you. However, you weren't proclive to serious arguments because you were everything to each other. Fighting, staying separated from each other for too long due to anger, would make you feel like two lonely orphans. 

You were each other's sibling, friend and parent. It was the two of you against the world, a figurative phrase that became literal when Haddonfield turned against him. Life was harder than ever, but fate wanted you to encounter through that another small family of two persons broken by trauma. Despite you pretty much adored Allyson ríght away, happy that a nice girl like her was dating your brother, you developed a strong connection with her grandmother. You would never confess to Laurie that some admiration could have been the factor to blame at first because it would make things awkward, but it definítely grew beyond that. You began to show up at her doorstep for no reason and would stay for hours with her, even if it was just to keep an eye on the oven while watching tv alone during one of her writing sessions. You weren't sure of what was wrong with you, but she never complained, perhaps because she guessed it. 

After her visit to your house when she met your mother there were no doubts about your strange behavior. You simply wanted to stay where you were treated with kindness and you clinged to her as some young tag along because she was giving you the support you would never find in your mother. Laurie was kind enough to never point out her findings directly to you and she would simply encourage the little glimpses of self improvement that her presence in your life caused. It was precisely what she initially wanted to achieve with your brother, but Corey had no intentions of accepting her help like you were doing. 

What seemed like an initial improvement at the start of the relationship with Allyson began to twist into something worse and, for reasons that you couldn't understand, Corey was becoming unrecognizable. Your dear brother was avoiding you like the plague, his sweetness was fading and everytime you would try to talk about it you would become the enemy. 

It was breaking your heart, you were devastated because your brother was your life and he was making you feel like he didn't want you in his anymore. Your mother, on her part, was constantly oscillating without control in between blaming you and celebrating your downfall. Once more, Laurie was the only one you could vent your sorrow out with because nobody else cared for any of you. Although that wasn’t entirely true, because there was also Allyson, you simply couldn’t go to her because Corey would feel it like a betrayal. 

“ What did I do wrong? I’m losing him to something and I don’t know what it is. Do you think he may be doing drugs? I don’t want to dig into his room to find out because mom used to do that to us all the time while growing up, still does if you are not careful enough, and I don’t want to be like her.” 

For an instant you got caught in your own words and did a brief pause, horrified. 

“ … Laurie, Am I turning like her?” 

The mere mention of that seemed impossible to her, who had to restrain her reaction to not throw a skeptical chuckle. 

“ You are nothing like that woman.” She quickly corrected you. “ You have done everything in your power to help Corey, the devotion you have for him is something I have never seen before. No matter what she says, what’s wrong with him is not your fault.” 

“ … This shitty town is driving him crazy and maybe I am not good enough to help him, I can’t help thinking I am not doing enough.” You continued, as hard as it was for you to admit a failure. “ He acts like I am up to get him and I don’t know what to do. He hurts me, a stab in the chest would hurt less than the ice cold stares he has been giving me. When I look into his eyes I don’t find love anymore. Even at the darkest times, I always used to, but now it’s like he is…” 

“ Empty.” Laurie interrupted, concluding for you. “ No conscience, no feelings. It’s like he is not there anymore, not at least as the boy you grew up with.” 

Desperate sobbing forced you to stop, feeling like you couldn’t release one more word because all you wanted was to cry. 

“ Your brother is going on a dark path, one from which you can’t save him. With every little bit you get better, he gets worse. Being honest, drugs are the least of my concerns regarding him. You may know what I think, that’s why I am glad that you came to me first.” 

One inquisitive look directed towards her made Laurie aware that, suspects aside, she would have to be clear with you before you could get in danger. 

“ If you can’t save your brother, you will need to protect yourself from him.” 

Wishing you could just ignore that grim advice, you opted to keep trying to reach Corey. Laurie had good intentions, but she spoke as if she feared she would have to get you ready for a battle against your own brother. It was true that you saw him arriving home late, made a mess and covered in blood, but you would never imagine you could reach a point where you would have to fear for your life living with him. It was out of the question: he could never possibly hurt you, no matter what was wrong with him. His crisis triggered bad memories and Laurie was probably haunted by the ghost of Judith Myers, over worrying for you because the erratic behavior of your brother that you described was fitting some cards in her Michael Myers bingo. 

Your opportunity presented itself at one time in which context forced Corey to arrive early. The working day was over, but he wasn’t going out with his girlfriend because she was going to see other people that night and that seemed to upset him. However, he couldn’t flee somewhere else to do god knows what because he was supposed to take you back home from her house. At your arrival your mother didn’t hesitate in making all sorts of cruel comments regarding her, testing waters to see if she could manipulate him into dumping her, but you stood up in her and his defense. With her that was the equivalent of being a front line soldier and giving one step in front to get massacred, but you were used to facing her cruelty. You gestured the indication for him to escape and did the same after hearing her claiming that you were a burden that would remain forever in her house because no one would ever want you, implying that Corey had to be protected from dissapointment because he was at risk of finding the kind of love you would never get. 

Unlike other days, where it was becoming routine that he would lock himself in his room and hide from you, he invited you to come into his hiding place. Even though he had a lot to hide, he didn't find the strength to reject you. 

“ I hope you remember she is wrong.” He sweetly commented, sitting on his bed and inviting you to cling next to him. “ I think pretty much the other way around: no one in this town deserves you. You are welcoming and kind, you have the mercy none of them cares to have.” 

You smiled, then accommodated yourself next to him and caressed his hair, noticing a new bruise in the process.

“ Can I check that out later? I am not certified like your girlfriend, but I once was your first nurse.” 

There was no answer, but you didn’t give up. 

“ We need to get you new glasses, wizard boy.” You sweetly joked, reminding him of the times where you would tell him that he looked like Harry Potter. “ Don’t worry, we will escape this soon. Laurie is going to help me find a new job and I’m going to save some money so we can get the hell away from here.” 

The casual mention of the woman brought some of the cold bitterness out of sudden. 

“ Maybe I should leave town with Allyson so you can move in with Laurie. Isn’t that what you want, sis? To play family with your new heroine? “ 

At that point you were incredibly confused. 

“ Corey, you introduced us. Why does it bother you so much that I spend time with Laurie? She likes to have me around the house, I have nothing to do because I couldn’t find a job yet and you know I can’t stay here all day. I go with her to escape mom.” 

“ She wants to get from you what she can't get from her granddaughter, but you are too naive to see it. Laurie Strode wants to turn you against me just like our mother tried to do with me all our lives. Since she can’t take Allyson away from me, she is taking you.” 

Incapable of believing what you were hearing from him, you grabbed his face with both hands forcing him to look at you. For a moment, you could swear you saw a glimpse of the old shine. 

“ No one will ever take me away from you, never.” 

It was the first time in days that your brother smiled for you, what felt like seeing the sun after a cloudy week. You couldn’t possibly know what was going on inside his mind, but your words were very clear to him and he took those as a mutual promise of strong commitment. You were the best thing happening in his life apart from his girlfriend and the only one who has always been there for him. In your eyes he has always found love and acceptance, your reassurance made him feel sure that nothing would ever change that. He hoped that you would understand him if he would confess himself to you someday and the torture of having to push you aside so you wouldn’t discover his dark side would be over. The old man, the killer of his own sister, would not approve of it. Corey didn’t mind: If you could only know that he was strong enough to protect you from the world, that not even Michael Myers would hurt you because he wouldn’t allow it. 

He was your brother and he would never allow anyone to steal you away from him. There would be a time for you to become aware of everything, but right there he just wanted your comfort.

“ (y/n)... Can we just fool around like we used to? ” 

Self expression, you had your shared techniques to have a good time behind your mother’s back whenever any of you needed cheering up. At one given time, back when he was freshly released and starting to deal with Haddonfield’s hate, you helped him vent some rage out just by sharing the greatest hits playlist of the less threatening sounding band in your Spotify preferences. You listened to the same stuff from your phones using your headphones in some parody of what a silent party should be, but it was amazing. 

“ Are we gonna lip sync to Queen like fools again? Yes, please! I could use that.” You cheered as if you were having a triumph against the invisible force taking over your brother. “ I miss it, I miss you…. just let me find my headphones.”

“ Forget that, I don’t care. She can choke in her spite and die because I will always choose you over her.” 

The sentence was not like the kind of jokes he would usually make, but you allowed yourself to enjoy it a bit. 

“ Oh my god, you are a free man.” You sweetly teased him in between chuckles before getting serious again. ” I love you, Corey.” 

The first yells coming from the outside began to reach your ears when you both sang the ‘ I don’t wanna die, sometimes I wish I'd never been born at all’ way too heartfully and strong during Bohemian Rhapsody. Corey simply locked the door with the key, inviting you to ignore her, and by the moment you were making fun of yourself mimicking the choirs she was just background noise that didn’t matter. ‘I want to break free’ hitted a bit stronger than before, maybe because then he was in love, he was just being an adorkable fool probably thinking of running away with Allyson to the moon. 

You made an effort to hush intrusive thoughts about what would be of you without him and tried to just enjoy the moment. The silly rebellion was total when you began to make percussion for ‘We Will Rock You’ and it must have made him over the top excited, because he got the lyrics wrong at one point of the song. In the third set of verses before the final chorus he said ‘blood’ instead of ‘mud’, an understandable spontaneous confusion that made you giggle because why would the old poor man be bloody? You got your brother back for a while and it felt wonderful. 

Just as you craved for, you got enough circumstantial cheer to convince yourself that Laurie’s worst fears couldn’t be true. Corey wasn’t at his best, but he wasn’t in some not turning back path espiralating into madness. A traumatized young man that the town was using as scapegoat, sure, but not the first thirty minutes of some true crime documentary. Your momentary relief was such that the talk about it wouldn’t delay much in happening. At least you tried, until you couldn’t help smiling when Queen played at the radio in the supermarket during a shopping trip you accompanied her in. 

“ Look at that, you are all smiles! Is that a crush, do you have a crush?” Laurie asked you in a complicity that felt like encouragement.” You just have to tell me and I will do my thing, it has worked before.” 

Forgetting that she lacked context, you showed some amused repulsion. 

“Gross! Why do people think that someone smiling for no reason has to mean romance? I’m thinking of my brother. He was really there with me yesterday, we haven’t fought. I’m in my happy place: he doesn’t hate me, life feels good again.” 

The emotional dependency you had on him was worse than what she thought, it was heartbreaking to hear you so lightly admit that you were convinced of being nothing without him. 

“ Have you ever got anything of your own? Friends, dates, a hobby  or just some freaking time for yourself? What about your old job? “ 

Only then you realized that you have never spoken of that with her before.

“I was doing well as a babysitter. It was my thing at first, then I encouraged Corey to have it as well and I will regret it for the rest of my life because I brought that on him.” You admitted as if you would be confessing a crime. “ Mom switched the discourse as soon as everything crashed. At first she wanted me to drop it and leave it all to him because he was obviously going to do better than me, afterwards she began to say I did it on purpose to ruin my brother’s life.” 

The incredible amount of guilt you had attached to the last time you tried something for yourself moved her, but it didn’t calm Laurie’s instincts. Corey was developing too many similarities with Michael for her to just let it go, but perhaps you had more with her than what she would admit and that was contributing to her fondness of you. For how many years has the fear of him stopped her from getting a life of her own? She was as dependent on her hate for Michael as you were of your brother’s love. 

Her stomach churned remembering the retellings of her story circulating the fake rumor claiming she was Myers by birth. His sister, his obsession, or at least that was what the town invented and wanted once to believe. Could it become real to you? Would your brother turn against you once discovered, eager to fulfill Haddonfield’s cursed prophecy?  

“ Were you afraid of babysitting on Halloween that year?” She suddenly asked you. “ … of turning out like me?” 

The question wasn’t necessarily odd, but you didn't want her to take any blame for what you just told her. 

“ You are a badass. If I had just one bit of your courage… ” 

She sensed a bit of naivety and, at that moment, all she could think about was how she wanted to protect you like no one else protected her when she was young. 

“ Do you want to feel badass? Say no more, shooting lessons.”