#the black phone imagine

[chr0llossexygf]

YOUR SO ANNOYING 2

PAIRING: vance hopper x fem reader

SUMMARY: you get into a fight with your best friend vance hopper, in the heat of the moment he says he hopes you get kidnapped by the grabber. except you do end up getting kidnapped by the grabber.

PART 1 / PART 2

you slowly sit up rubbing your eyes, you slowly open them. there’s a old creaking noise. your vision is blurry and cloudy. it’s dark. it’s gloomy. theres a single light in the room. theres a large trap door that’s painted blue. the clammy concrete walls have nail marks. you look around you. where are you? what’s going on? why is it so dark. you look down. your sitting on a mattress, a worn out mattress. “ m-mom? “ you whisper looking around the room in panic. your heart is racing.

the door opens. you shuffle backwards hitting the wall. you turn around looking for something to defend yourself with, there’s nothing. there’s a single phone on the wall. a black phone.

“ it doesn’t work.”

you turn around. there’s a man standing with a mask. “ not since i was a kid.”

he’s wearing full on black, almost disappearing into the dark. there’s a single light hitting him, which your guessing is from upstairs. he has blonde hair. his mask has two horns. he’s wearing a belt.

you don’t say anything. you stare at him. your chest heaving up and down.

“ i know you’re scared and you want to go home.” he turns on the lights. he starts walking towards you. you take a deep breath in, you dig your nails into the palm of your hand. “ i’ll take you home soon.” he softly mumbles.

“ i didn’t want to hurt you.” he sits down on the mattress. he raises his arm up, he traces the scratch marks on his forearm. “ jesus. there’s blood.” he wipes the blood with his finger. he brings his finger infront of your eyes, “ see? it’s not like you can see shit.” he waves his hand. “ but i’m not gonna hurt you anymore..” he scoots closer to you. you gulp tensing up. he pushes a strand of your hair, “ you don’t have to be scared, because nothing bad is going to happen here. i swear.” he caresses your cheek.

his fingers are cold. and rough. and clammy. you don’t like how they feel on you. you feel gross. dirty. unclean. “ tell you what. how about i go and get you a soda hmm? you like soda?” he softly whispers poking your shoulder. “ cherry soda? hm?” he tilts his head to the side caressing your shoulder. cherry. cherry. cherry. cherry lolipop. vance. where’s vance?

there’s a ringing sound in distance. “ is that the phone?” he turns around. “ i’m gonna go see who it is. then i’ll get you a soda.” he caresses your cheek again, he stands up. “ and then i’ll come back and explain everything hm?” he sighs opening the trap door. you grip the mattress tightly taking deep breaths. he closes the door with a lock.

you hug your knees, burying your head. “ i don’t want to be here. i want to go home.” you mumble in a shaky voice tearing up. your lower lip begins to tremble. a short intake of breaths follows your trembling lip. “ i want to go home.” you whimper hugging your knees tightly. a single tear rolls down your cheek. the phone starts ringing.

your eyes widen. you turn your head around. the black phone is ringing. you wipe your runny nose with the sleeve of your shirt. you stand up walking towards the phone. it keeps ringing. you turn to look at the trap door. you pick up the phone, the ringing stops. you hold the phone up to your ear.

there’s static droning over the phone. “ h-hello? is somebody there?” you bite your nails looking around the room, “ i need help. hello?” you beg into the phone biting your nails.

“ y/n.” a boy says over the phone. your eyes widen. “ don’t hang up.”

—-

“ what the fuck are you looking at loser!” vance shouts looking at the two younger kids glaring at him, their eyes widen. “ n-nothing.” one of them manages to stutter out. “ better be nothing you dumb pieces of shit.” vance barks death glaring them, they both scatter running the opposite direction.

vance looks back down to his hands, he’s holding flyers. ‘missing child. y/n l/n. 8801 harper st. missing since tuesday november 12, 1978. last seen walking near grab n go.’

vance shoves the flyer on the light post. he rips a piece of tape with his teeth. he looks at the picture of you on the flyer, you have your hair down. two strands of your hair are braided. your wearing a blue and orange striped shirt. and your smiling.

his vision is cloudy. he doesn’t blink, he keeps staring at the picture of you. a single tear rolls down his cheek, followed by a tear from his other eye. he looks down closing his eyes. more tears start to fall. he bites his lower lip trying to contain his tears. he takes a deep breath in shaking his head. he wipes his tears with his hand. “ where the fuck are you?” he tries to sound tough and mad but it comes out as a weak and pathetic whimper. “ what is he doing to you that-“ he takes a deep breath in. “ that fucking piece of shit!” he shouts kicking the light post. “ what the fuck is he doing to you! what the fuck is that asshole doing to you!” he shouts kicking the lamppost again.

“ this is my fault..” he whispers looking down at the flyers in his hand. tears drop onto the flyer. “ your such an idiot y/n why didn’t you- why didn’t you..” he grips the flyers tightly. “ fuck!” he shouts kicking the lamppost again. “ i shouldve just walked you home..that way-“ he takes a deep breath in trying to calm himself. “ that way he could’ve taken us both and i would be able to protect you.” he whispers watching his tears hit the black and white flyer. he shoves his hand into the pocket of his jeans,

“ i’m- im gonna give this to you.” he holds the lolipop up to your face in the flyer. “ the second they- the second i find you im going to give this to you. and i’m gonna kill that son of a bitch.” his tone changes near the end of the sentences, his voice got deeper and sharper. “ your gonna be okay. your gonna be okay y/n.” he mumbles grabbing another flyer. he’s trying to convince himself. but your okay right? your gonna be okay right?

—

“ I’ve got news from our local police, there will be a mandatory curfew starting today starting at 8pm.”

who gives two shit about a curfew. vance’s head is lowered. he doesn’t want people to see him vulnerable and upset. that just shows people that he’s weak, that’s what his dad always told him. never show vulnerability to people or else they’ll think your weak. his mind is somewhere else, it has been somewhere else ever since you went missing. it’s been 1 day. 1 day and they still haven’t found you. what if your seriously injured? what is doing to you? what is that creep doing to you?

vance failed to notice everyone turning around to look at him at the mention of your name coming from the principal, something along the lines of. “ y/n l/n is currently missing.”

what if it’s dark wherever he’s holding you? you don’t like the dark. you hate the dark. but he left you in the dark alone. his grips his jeans tightly. it’s his fault. if he just walked you home you would still be here. if he walked you home you’d be sitting next to him in this stupid assembly about some other stupid kid missing. not you. it’s all his fault. he’s the reason your mission. he’s the reas-

he hears a giggle. he lets go of his jeans. he slowly lifts his head up, he turns his head towards where he heard the giggle. he digs his nails into the palm of his hand. he slowly cracks his knuckles. he stands up. everybody looks at him. including the principal.

“ you piece of shit!” he shouts jumping down 3 rows, he grabs the kid by the back of their shirt. he throws them down on the gym floor, “ you think this is funny!” he shouts sitting on his waist, “ you think this is fucking funny you asshole!” he punches him.

there’s a ringing sound in his ears. the image of you trapped in some weirdos basement is the only that’s on his mind. “ she’s fucking missing and you think it’s funny!” he screams throwing another punch hitting him directly in the jaw. his knuckles are red. the kids face is red. all vance can see is red. “ you motherfucker!” he shouts punching him again.

“ vance! vance hopper!” the principal shouts, the 2 police officers run to him. “ you fucking useless piece of shit!” he shouts wrapping his hands around his neck, one of the police officers grabs vance. the other officer grabs the kid. “ get off me! get the fuck off me! “ vance screams trying to break free from the officers grip. “ let me go! “ he screams thrashing back and fourth. “ let it go son. let it go.” the officer whispers in his ear tightening his grip. vance looks down at his knuckles. this is my fault y/n

the police officer drags him to the car, “ i get it your worried about her-“ vance shakes his head. “ i’m not worried about shit!” he shouts trying to break out of his grip. “ i need you to cooperate vance hopper.” the officer says opening the car door, “ get off me.” vance pushes him away. he gets into the police car. crossing his hands he looks out the window. his eyes widen. your standing in the school entrance. you have red angry marks on your arms and legs. your lips are swollen. you have tears rolling down your cheeks. he sees you fall down to the floor hugging your bruised legs.

he watches someone else appear behind you. it’s another kid. one of the kids that went missing. the stupid baseball kid. bruce, bruce yameda. vance watches bruce walk up to the car window. bruce opens his mouth blowing air onto the window, he starts as writing on the window. ‘ 7741 ‘

he watches bruce walk back to your shaking figure. you slowly look up at vance, ‘ it hurts vance.’ you whimper tears rolling down your face.

vance shakes his head, he holds onto his head tightly. “ no no stop.” he mumbles gripping his head tearing up. “ i don’t know.. i don’t know what to do!” he cries out holding his head tightly. bruce points to the number that he wrote on the car window. “ find her.” bruce says one last time before disappearing, you following him.

“ you okay back there kid?” the police officer asks looking into the rear view mirror, vance nods. “ y-yeah i’m fine.” he mumbles turning around, trying to see if your still there. the officers pocketfone starts ringing, he sighs picking up his receiver.

“ gwen blake is getting questioned why?” the officer says looking into the rear view mirror. “ your telling me an 11 year old knows secret information that hasn’t been released to the public?” he says starting the car. “ keep her there, i want to talk to her myself. who’s with me? oh it’s the hopper kid. yeah i’ll bring him to the station, let both of the kids talk...”

“ seven seven four one..seven seven four one..seven seven four one..” vance whispers closing his eyes. he digs his hand into the pocket of his jeans. he holds the lolipop, “ im going to find you y/n…” he whispers.

—

the trap door is open. you stare at the door with wide eyes, you quickly stand up walking to the door. your heart starts racing. what if this is it? what if he forgot to close the door? what if this is the only chance you have? take it y/n. take it.

you grab the door handle pulling it open. your hands are shaking. your sweating. you let go of the door. there’s a staircase. you turn around to look at the room once again. you hold onto the wall for support. ‘ this is it. i can escape’. you start walking up the stairs.

the phone starts ringing. your eyes widen.

you gulp looking up the staircase. you take another step with the phone ringing.

@rainstorm22 @padfootpottah99 @psychobitchsthings @allisonsblog @marimarvelfan @alienthewolf @1-800-isabellapotter

[angelofthenight]

Vance, sobbing: (y/n)! (y/n), I would be nothing without you! Ok?! I’m sorry! Ok? Please!

You: You called me a whore and pushed me in front of a car.

Vance: (y/n), I was in a bad mood! I told you that’s what happens after I eat!

[finn8yblak3xo]

(tbp) WHERE THEY WOULD KISS YOU

Robin arellano:

he would kiss ur whole face but most likely ur lips if he had to choose. he wouldn’t be ashamed to kiss you in public bc it proves his point that ur his n he just loves kissing u.

Finney blake:

honestly he seems like he would kiss ur temple or your nose the most since it’s more closer to his height, but he tries to kiss ur temple more.

Bruce Yamada:

The signs say cheek, he’d be the flirty sweet heart. everytime u see each other he would hug u n kiss ur cheek. while sitting in the cafeteria girls were all over him but he would find you sitting by ur self n he would just admire u from a distance.

Vance hopper

Neck, without a doubt neck. he would grab ur shoulders firmly just to kiss you on ur neck. he would deny all ur kisses n hugs until u let him kiss u first.

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Another chapter done! give me request if you got any🥰

[mirrorballshiningjustforyou]

Vance Hopper x Girly Reader

Your clothing styles are obviously very much different.

The agressive metalhead and the really girly girl. Good mix but very unusual.

He doesn't get the dresses, skirts, or leggings. Thinks they're stupid. Me too Vance, me too. :)

But he's still supportive of your sense of fashion/style if you wanna word it that way.

Don't be shy, empty Vance's pockets. He'll buy you whatever you want under 100 dollars-

He'll buy accessories and stuff that he thinks you might like.

Just make an effort of paying him back, it doesn't have to be money. Maybe a favor.

Huge shocker when people know for sure it's official.

You seem so nice and he's...well he's Vance hopper :)

Every edgy girl that has a crush on him is sobbing and crying.

Bonus if you're quiet and nice. He wants a girlfriend that's the total opposite of him.

Not mean, aggressive, or loud. Damn my writing makes me realize he would never get with me. Damn.

[bittersweet-honeysuckle]

Me when Robin said “my dad didn’t come home. and i’m not coming home either”

[thewritersofdeceased]

A JOHN/JANE DOE? - THE GHOST BOYS + FINNEY BLAKE

GENDER NEUTRAL PRONOUNS / THEY/THEM PRONOUNS

INSPIRED BY "THE BALLAD OF JANE DOE"

It's pitch black. Everything is. It's cold. Wherever the hell they were, it was cold. They stood with their eyes closed at first, a couple voices speaking up. One stuck out in particular. It sounded like a young boy.. at least an eleven or twelve year old.. "They don't look like anyone we know.. Do they..?" He seemed to question, but.. who was he talking to? The new ghost didn't know. They felt warmth on their face. A warm liquid. Their eyes remained closed as they tried figuring out what was happening. They felt a poke to their side. Another person was here with them..? This time, the figure seemed a little bit further away. "No. We don't know them, Griffin." This voice was annoyed. Seemed it at least. 

"Be nice, Vance." A voice warned. This seemed to be a boy around the same age as this.. Vance boy.. Slowly, but surely, the new figure opened their eyes, looking between what seemed to be five or six boys.  A blonde, a light brunette, two dark brunettes, and what seemed to be two ravenette's. They stared between the six, confused on who they were, and what the hell had happened here. Taking a step back from the group, the new figure spoke with a confused tone of voice. "Who are you all." Well.. it didn't sound like a question at all. They looked around at each boy, taking in their features. As if they'd never seen either of them before. But they had. They just didn't know..

The first one was a boy with dirty blonde, or light brunette hair. He stood at 5'3. He appeared to be around thirteen. He was pretty short. The unnamed ghost tried to figure out who he was, but the boy spoke up himself. "Billy.. Showalter.. Or.. the town's paperboy." He introduced himself,  holding a hand out to the newcomer. Who only stared at him with a confused look.  

The next boy seemed to be blonde. An actual.. blonde.  The unnamed ghost stared at him. The boy had a denim jean vest, gambling pieces on the shoulders, a white shirt with blood splattered on it. His nose had blood trailing down, alongside with his lip. And head..  and neck... Now that the unnamed ghost looked between all the boys, they had begun to realize every single one of these boys look like they'd been murdered. Billy had spoken up, seeming as if the blonde didn't seem like he was going to. "That's Vance.. Pinball.. Vance Hopper.." 

Vance only seemed to stare at them with an annoyed look before two boys slightly nudged him away. The two boys were both brunettes with curly hair. One curlier than the other.  The unnamed ghost looked between them both, silent at first. The smaller young wore a grey  shirt, black shorts, what seemed to be long socks and white or grey shoes. His neck appeared to be slit. He had blood all down his shirt. He went to speak, looking at the unnamed figure. There was hesitation in his voice. "I'm.. Griffin. I was the first victim.." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck and hissing out softly.

"Careful." The other brunette had said softly. He was wearing a blue and white shirt, jeans and sneakers. He didn't look very bloody, but bruised to the max, Maybe this boy wasn't a ghost? They reached towards the brunette, their hand going through him. It only led the brunette to let a little laugh out. "We'll explain everything afterwards." He spoke, shaking his head before smiling towards the newcomer. "I'm Finney Blake." He introduced himself.

There was two more.  A boy in green, and a boy with a bandana. Both boys had blood on them. These must've been the latest two victims..? The boy with the bandana spoke first. "I'm Robin. And lastly, the one who told Vance to be nice, is Bruce." He introduced the two of them, his arms crossing as he looked around. "Now.. how do we explain... where you are.. without knowing who you are..?" He questioned, beginning to walk around the unnamed figure.

"I.. I do not.. know. How I can answer your question." The unnamed figure spoke, turning to look at Robin as he walked around them. Their white eyes went to every single boys eyes. Making quick eye contact before looking away. They took a couple steps back, at least until they stumbled over the mattress that seemed to be in this stupid, stupid basement. They stared at each boy, trying to figure something out in their head. Before finally, they spoke.

"Isn't there anyone to tell me who I am?" 

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Headcanon/Preference # 11

Picture NOT mine.

Fandom(s) - The Black Phone X Stranger Things

Paring - Vance Hopper X Henderson!Reader

📝Note(s) - Hopper is actually Vance's last name, so I've made him Jim Hoppers eldest, and the reader is Dustin's elder sister.

💀 When you were kids, you and Vance were as thick as thieves.

💀 But when his sister died, and his parents divorced, things changed drastically.

💀 He went from your sweet best-friend with shimmering eyes, to a total stranger within a year.

💀 He shut you out, he shut everyone out, no matter how hard you, or his father had tried to break through those walls he had built up, there was no getting through to him.

💀 You kept in close contact with Hop of course, he often urged you to try reaching out to Vance, to try getting him to stay out of trouble.

💀 Vance is friends with Eddie Munson, but they really only bond over music.

💀 Vance prefers pinball or even arcade games over DND.

💀 He never forgot about you, and even after all these years he still cares about you, though he doesn't even realize that fact.

💀 He grew up to be that outcast rocker boy, who despite his father being the chief of police, was often in trouble with the cops.

💀 While you grew up to be a prim and respectable young lady, atleast on the outside, behind closed doors you were trouble.

💀 You love rock and roll, but your mother has been so persistent that you wouldn't turn out like Vance, so in order to please your mother, you hid that part of you behind closed doors.

💀 You guys rarely even saw eachother at school, but boy oh boy was Vance surprised to run into you, while at a rock concert going on just outside of Hawkins.

💀 The moment you ran into eachother (literally), and your eyes met, those pesky sparks flourished around you both once more.

💀 Only now that once innocent crush, quickly blossomed into a deep and beautiful love.

💀 Within a week y'all were inseparable once more, much to his father's delight, and your mother's dismay.

💀 Vance brought out that rebel rocker within you, but only a little. And you tamed him, but only a little.

💀 The first time Vance laid eyes on that cute little black rose tattooed on your hip, he fell even deeper in love.

💀 The knowledge that only you and him (plus the guy that did the tattoo) know of its existence really strokes his ego.

💀 He got you a promise ring on your birthday, a promise that you are all he wants, and all he'll ever want, and one day he intends to marry you.

💀 He can get a bit jealous at times, like when you and Eddie bond over music, or especially when and if y'all bond over DND.

💀 Then when you started hanging out with Steve Harrington, after your little brother befriended him, Vance became a bit possessive.

💀 He was a little insecure about Steve, and eventually confused to that, after a romantic evening at the drive in.

💀 You of course assured him that he was your entire world, and he had nothing to worry about. Insisting he stay the night for cuddles!

💀 The following morning when Vance woke up to find you re-entering your room with some breakfast, dressed in his stolen t-shirt and a pair of cotton candy pink shorts, he was over the moon.

💀You just looked so freaking cute!

💀 He committed the smile you flashed him to memory, mirroring it as you approached.

💀 Christ was he happy your mother had gone to some retreat, and your brother had been staying with one of his friends.

💀 Having you all to himself for the weekend, within an empty house, with no one to bother you both... Best movie marathon ever!!!!

💀 Vance plays the drums, sometimes even standing in for the drummer in Eddie's band.

💀 He wants to teach you how to play, so even if you already know how to play, just go along with it and let him have his fun.

💀 He doodles a lot, like I mean a lot. You end up with doodles all over you.

💀 He loves signing his name on you especially.

💀 Y'all got matching tattoos at some concert you snuck out to see, hidden of course so your mother wouldn't freak out.

💀 One day you randomly wrote your name on his arm in sharpie, and ever since then, he demands you rewrite it whenever it starts to fade.

💀 Wears that shit proudly, even showing it off with a smug grin, because he's got what no one else ever will.

💀 For your senior prom Vance went to his dad looking for advice on slow dancing. He was a bit sloppy, but the effort he put in made it so incredibly special to you.

💀 He is the sweetest most caring boyfriend ever, your needs and wants always come first, even when you protest. Let him treat you.

💀 Vance has gotten into so many fights defending you, and even your little brother a few times. Some guys just don't know when to shut up, so he happily reminds them.

💀 Sometimes he gets into fights just to have you take care of him afterwards.

💀 Initially your brother was weirded out by Vance and you dating, in his mind you guys were night and day.

💀 And Dustin, like so many others, thought Vance was nothing but trouble, and he'd inevitably break your heart.

💀 But that thought was snuffed out when Vance saved you from a demodog without hesitation. And despite the wounds he sustained, he was fretting over you and making sure you were okay.

💀 That was the moment Dustin decided he wouldn't mind having Vance as a brother in law, not that he told you or Vance that.

💀 Vance's favorite dates are when you both stay in and binge watch horror movies, and indulge with some sweet and or salty snacks and soda.

💀 When Eleven was initially brought into his life, Vance was pissed. Mostly at his dad, but still.

💀 It somehow felt like his father was betraying his deceased sister.

💀 Plus for quite some time it was obvious that Jim favored Eleven over Vance.

💀 He came to you a lot to rant and rave about it, and you listened to what he had to say with so much patience.

💀 And after a few long conversations with him, you convince him that his father wasn't betraying Sarah, and that Eleven needed his father.

💀 Vance came around eventually, and became insanely protective of her. It was his way of making up for not being able to protect Sarah all those years ago.

💀 Eleven now going by the name Jane, was like the little sister you always wanted, and you were the big sister she looked up to with wide doe eyes.

💀 Vance won't admit it, but he adores seeing you and Jane having fun together, it honestly warms his heart so freaking much.

💀 Vance has a temper, everyone knows this. But you mellow him out quite a lot, even when someone tries pushing him, he does his best to keep his cool.

💀 He's terrified of scaring you away with an outburst, and he cant bring himself to talk about it.

💀 This boy has a fowl mouth, but he holds his tongue pretty well around your mother. Because you both know damn well she'd flip, if he uttered a single curse word in her presence.

💀 He also tries not to cuss to much when you guys are having a romantic date, because he's a total sucker for romance, and impressing you any way he can.

💀 A total cuddle bug btw.

💀 He loves listening to you read to him, it doesn't matter what you read, he just can't get enough of your voice.

💀 Late nights talking about your future together.

💀 Brushing each others hair during lazy mornings, stealing sweet yet sloppy kisses every so often.

💀 Getting lost into each other's eyes, making you both giggle like dorks when you realize what the other is doing.

💀 Praising the hell out of him when he beats his own high scores in pinball, and the miscellaneous arcade games he plays.

💀 He claims you're his lucky charm.

💀 Loving eachother so deeply and passionately, that nothing could come between you both, not even death itself.

[yujikitu]

Vance is the kind of kid to push the merry-go-round/roundabout super hard and fast while other kids are on it and Finney is a victim to being on it when he does it

Bonus: The others boys also being on it while Vance spins it and when its fast enough Vance jumps on with them until its stops and he does it again and again but no one stops him because he's having way too much fun even though Billy looks like he's gonna hurl and Finney's hanging on for dear life and almost slipped off twice

[afternoonsociety]

♠️ after beating his high score in pinball again, vance decides to invite you to celebrate his victory. now you're sitting on his bed listening to his favorite records while drinking some soda. not so though now, are you vance? ♣️

// feel free to reblog //

[chr0llossexygf]

YOUR SO ANNOYING

PAIRING: vance hopper x fem reader

SUMMARY: you get into a fight with your best friend vance hopper, in the heat of the moment he says he hopes you get kidnapped by the grabber. except you do end up getting kidnapped by the grabber.

PART 1 / PART 2

WARNING: asshole vance. he’s rlly mean. kidnapping. the grabber. cuss words obv. slight talk of abuse! vance is an asshole in this!

“ of course i’m gonna do it dumbshit i said i would.” vance mumbles concentrating on the game infront of him, his fingers tapping the pinball machines buttons repeatedly. your standing next to vance to his right. watching the ball in the game go up and down. you turn your head to the side for a second, your lips curve into a smile.

walking to the candy aisle with your hands shoved in the pocket of your jeans. your eyes sparkle looking at the many many bags of candy, you reach for a cherry lolipop. you turn around and start to walk looking down at the lolipop. rotating the lolipop around you read the wrapper ‘ tattoo inside’. “ vance! vance look!” you cheer running to him with your eyes still on the lolipop, all though your looking down you fail to see your shoe laces scattered on the floor running with you.

“ vance-“ you trip over your shoelace hitting the pinball machine, you drop the lolipop falling on your butt. “ vance look what i-“ you look up smiling.

vance is staring daggers at you. he clenches his teeth. balling his hands into a fist. he kicks the game, “ you idiot!” he shouts.

his face is reddening, a vein twitches in his neck, his eyebrows furrow. your eyes bounce between the game and vance. your heart is racing. your eyes are wide. “ i-i didn’t mean too vance-“ he cuts you off, kicking the gum ball machine next to you. you flinch turning your head the other way. “ i didn’t mean too vance i just wanted to show you-“ he crouches down grabbing you by the shirt. he slams you against the fridge full of drinks.

he digs his hand into the pocket of your jeans, pulling out all your change. “ shut up loser.” he lets you go walking back to the game. you stand back on your feet, taking a deep breath in. you follow vance.

vance has always been like this. mean. super duper mean. he’s really easy to piss off. no one really dares to piss him off though, and for anyone who tried to piss him off would end up with a broken noise or a broken wrist. that’s one of the main reasons why vance didn’t have many friends. he only had you and caleb. you before caleb. you and vance grew up together, your houses on opposite blocks. you would often pick him flowers which he would end up stepping on. but that’s when you were 7. you stopped picking him flowers ever since.

if anyone tried to mess with you, vance would pull them into the school bathroom and dunk their head in the school toilets. pulling them by the hair and making them swear to never mess with you again. sometimes he’d scratch them with his pocket knife, threatening to cut off their own tongue. but he never did, your thankful that he’s never done that. otherwise he’d be in jail, then who would be there to hang with you? caleb? eh

——

“ vance can you walk me home?” you ask walking behind vance. caleb starts laughing. “ what are you 5 y/n?” he says grabbing his bike. you pout rolling your eyes, what a douchebag. doesn’t matter. “ yeah y/n your not a little kid.” vance teases shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “ but it’s really dark vance-“ caleb cuts you off.

“ boo!” he shouts, you flinch. you roll your eyes pushing him. “ your not funny asshole!” caleb chuckles, “ whatever i’ll see you idiots tomorrow.” he gets on his bike. “ say hi to your mom for me asshole.” vance whistles watching caleb paddle away, caleb turns around flipping him off. you gently pull vance’s jean jacket, he lets out an exaggerated sigh. clearly ‘annoyed’

“ can you walk me home?” you ask again biting your lower lip. vance crosses his hands, narrowing his eyes. “ you have two working legs dipshit walk home yourself.” he says sharpening his tone towards the end of his sentence. “ yeah but vance- with the whole grabber thing it’s scary i don’t wanna walk home alone.” you pout shifting your weight from one foot to the other. vance throws his head back groaning, “ your so annoying.” he mumbles. “ please vanc-“ he cuts you off.

“ go walk home yourself you useless piece of shit. im not responsible for your safety.” he turns around starting to walk, your eyes widen. you stumble after him. “ vance pleas-“ he turns around.

“ you know what if the grabber actually ends up getting you, thank him for me because your the most annoying person on earth. your always following me around like some fucking dumbass. i’m so sick and tired of you.”

you turn around, all you see is black. there’s no working light posts on your side of town. “ i really do hope the grabber gets you y/n. atleast that way i won’t you on my back all the fucking time!” he kicks the glass door to the grab n go. you look down to your black worn out converse, you nod. “ i’ll see you tomorrow vance.” you mumble turning around.

——

it’s dark. too dark. your heart is racing. your sweating. you try to hum to a random song to distract you from the darkness but your little hums are weak. you refuse to look up. scared that if you look up something is gonna appear in-front of you and eat you. if vance could see you right now he’d call you a pussy and weak. probably laugh at you and put you in a headlock. calling you a sore loser and high maintenance. you let out a little giggle at the thought of vance teasing you.

you hear an engine behind you, the light from the what you guess is a car is giving you some light. you continue walking down the street with your hands in your pockets with a slight smile on your face. gosh vance is so funny. your little daydream trance is cut off by a door opening. “ hey little girl! would you mind helping me? my engines seems to be a little rusty and i need someone to hold my tools.” a man says behind you.

you gulp. your eyes widen. ‘ y/n. run.’ your brain is malfunctioning. your heart is racing. your palms are sweaty. “ n-no i-im- i need to go home.” you refuse to turn around, scared that if you do you’ll freeze. “ i just need a little help.” you hear footsteps behind you, you turn around. “ no get away from me!” you scream walking backwards. the man looks around, i’m fear that your screams might’ve alerted some people. he runs to you.

“ help! help somebody help!” you scream running.

he wraps his hands around you picking you up. you thrash back and fourth. he puts a hand over your mouth silencing you, you start to tear up. he drags you towards his van. “ shh shh shh it’s alright.” he mumbles tightening his grip on you, you shake your head tears escaping you eyes. tears rolling down your cheek bones, they land on his hand. the hand that’s covering your mouth. your pulse is rapid. your vision is cloudy. your eyes are weak. he throws you into the back of his van, “ this would’ve gone a lot easier if you had just listened!” he shouts slamming the door close. you close your eyes drifting off.

——

something is bugging vance. he’s on edge. he’s always on edge but it’s different. it’s different this morning. something is missing. someone is missing. “ where’s dipshit?” caleb asks crossing his hands nudging vance. vance pushes him off, “ get off me you cunt.” vance grunts rolling his eyes. “ what’s up your ass today hopper?” caleb chuckles raising an eyebrow, “ piss off asshole.” vance pushes past caleb.

vance looks at the empty seat next to him. ‘it’s her seat’. it’s your seat. and it’s empty. why aren’t you here? why is it so empty? why does he feel empty? why haven’t you annoyed him yet? why aren’t you here annoying him? he shakes his head. he pulls a pocket knife out of his backpack. sliding it across his table. he turns around once again, to your empty seat. rolling his eyes he stabs his table.

“ vancen. vance hopper.” his name is called out. he turns his head around towards the classroom door, his chemistry teacher and two unknown men are standing there staring at him. “ what.” he snaps pulling the knife. “ we need to talk to you son.” one of the men says leaning against the door frame. “ what do you want.” he growls shoving the knife in his pocket. “ it’s about y/n l/n.” the other man says. vance sighs standing up. “ what did that fucker do this time..” he mumbles.

“ how long have you known y/n l/n?” the detective says opening his notepad, vance closes his eyes in annoyance. he leans back against the chair manspreading. “ why the fuck does that matter assholes?” he says crossing his hands eyeing him up and down. “ vance hopper we would appreciate your full cooperation-“ vance groans. “ maybe if you’d tell me what you shit pigs want with me then i’ll give you my full fucking cooperation.”

“ language vance!” the principal shouts.

“ do you happen to know where y/n would go if something was going on at home?” the detective asks writing something down in his notepad, “ how the fuck would i know where that pussy would go?” he throws his head back against the cushions, he stares up into the ceiling. “ y/n l/n is missing.” the other detective blurts out annoyed by vance’s attitude.

vance’s eyes widen. his heart stops. he sits up. “ w-what?” he mumbles. there’s a lump in his throat, he can’t swallow it. “ w-what do you mean she’s missing?” he stutters biting his nails. no no this can’t be. this can’t be. there’s no way. no fucking away. no answer. he stands up, “ what the fuck do you mean she’s missing!” he shouts.

“ vance-“ his principal attempts to calm him down, “ what the fuck do you mean she’s missing!” he shouts kicking the glass table infront of him. “ son calm down.” the detective says standing up. “ calm down?! calm down? your telling me to calm down when y/n is fucking missing!” he shouts trying his best to fight back tears. he looks down shaking his head. “ no. no. no.” he whispers running out of the principals office. “ vance! vance hopper!” the principal calls behind him.

“ no no this can’t be happening no.” vance shakes his head. it’s his fault. all his fault. he said. he said he hoped the grabber got you. and he did. he kidnapped you. your gone. your gone. your gone. oh god no no no. y/n. he leans against a locker, “ no no..” he whispers sliding down the locker. he should’ve just walked you home. if he walked you home you’d still be with him. maybe the grabbed would’ve kidnapped you both, that way he would still be able to protect you. it’s his fault. it’s his fault. fuck fuck fuck.

his vision is cloudy. his hands are shaking. his lower lip is trembling. “ vance..” a soft voice calls for him. he slowly looks up. your in-front of him. his eyes widen, tears roll down his face. “ vance.” you whisper softly. you gently caress his cheek. he grabs hold of your hand. “ save me vance.” you whisper tearing up. you start disappearing. “ no! no! y/n! you asshole!” he shouts standing up. “ kid. hey hey kid calm down!” the detective runs up to him grabbing him, “ let go of me! let go of me motherfucker!” vance shouts trying to break free. usually he’d easily break out, but he’s so weak right now. “ y/n! y/n!” he shouts looking at the place you once were caressing his cheek. “ calm down!” the detective shouts in his ear.

“ save me vance.” you whisper in his ear again. he stops fighting back. he looks down at his hands, a cherry lolipop he was gonna give you this morning.

[angelofthenight]

Vance: We're not leaving this room till we figure out this whole will they, won't they, Kermit and Miss Piggy thing we got going on.

You: Wait, sorry, am I Kermit or…

Vance: Yeah, 'cause you're smart with skinny legs and I'm Miss Piggy because I'm a star.

[finn8yblak3xo]

(tbp) What they would get for your birthday

Finney Blake

this man would be thoughtful and get u something big like a huge teddy bear but if your not into stuffed toys he would get you a huge hamper with all of ur favourite snacks and obviously you’d get a lot n i mean alot of cuddles.

Robin Arellano

he wouldn’t get you something he would go somewhere with you, such as the arcade. he would win you prizes and lollies left to right because to be honest he probably goes there a lot with finney.

Bruce yamada

same as robin he would take you somewhere but not to the arcade, he would take you to… the park but not to just hang out he would be prepared and bring food, picnic cloth and have the whole day planned out! bc this man is probably so organise.

Vance hopper

Not gonna lie he would actually just bring you to the grab and go to get some gas station food but of course you’d have a budget of like $5 because he would be playing his pinball game trying to beat his high score. ————————————————

hello!

me again, hope you have liked this chapter i also realised that people like prefences more that imagines so i think i’ll do more prefences but i’ll do a few imagines. pls request ideas!

[mirrorballshiningjustforyou]

How The Black Phone Boys Asked You Out

Finney Blake

He liked you for 3 years

He wasn’t sure if you liked him back so he waited for you to ask him out.

But you didn’t and he decided he would ask you out.

He put so much thought into it, bought you stuff he thought you’d like…

Robin Arellano

He liked you for a week, you guys weren’t very good friends, you both just occasionally said hi to each other in class.

When he asked you out it was so awkward

He acted like he didn’t care if you rejected him or not…he acted so chill about it when he was panicking inside

Bruce Yamada

He liked you for a good 3 months, and then decided he was gonna ask you out

You guys were really good friends for a long time and he wanted to ask you out for a long time but couldn’t.

He asked you out after his baseball game, he won and he was in such a good mood he just confessed to you

Vance Hopper

He asked you out one day after realizing he liked you.

And in the most not romantic way

He straight up told you to be his partner, he didn’t ask you, he literally demanded that you be his partner.

[bittersweet-honeysuckle]

HE WAS THIRTEEN, HE NEEDED HELP WITH HIS MATH HOMEWORK BECAUSE HIS TEACHER TALKED TO FAST, HE WAS GETTING SNACKS FOR HIM AND FINNEY! HE WANTED TO WATCH TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE WITH FINNEY!

[thewritersofdeceased]

HOW YOU MEET TBP KIDS!!

[ 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 ]

. You met him at a science fair!

. He was super excited ranting to you about whatever his little stand was about

. Was probably super nervous, thinking you look absolutely amazing and tries not to stutter

. Gwen teases him when she finds out you were the one to talk to her brother

. Finney tries to find you after the fair and during school to see if you want to hang out anytime!

. If you say yes, he has a small smile and a light blush

[ 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐎 ]

. Found you beating the shit out of someone

. Def cheered you on until you almost got caught

. After you almost get caught, he brings you to the boys bathroom to patch you up.

. If anyone says anything about you being in there, he threatens to punch them.

. After he patches you up and bandages all your wounds, he asks if you'd want to hang out sometime!

[ 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ]

. Noticed you at the Grab N'Go once, never spoke to you however.

. One day he comes and he see's you left a drink at the pinball machine with a little note.

. He was super confused, but took the drink.

. Since then you started leaving little notes and drinks for him

. Until he finally caught you red handed.

[ 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 ]

. Met you while doing the paper route with his dog, Rover!

. Rover was honestly the whole reason you two met.

. Rover ran towards you, probably running all around you.

"Shit! Sorry about him!"

. Of course he apologizes for Rover's behavior.

. But it's okay, we all love his dog

[ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆 ]

. You help him after school in the library!

. He's super shy at first, not really talking.

. He thinks your gonna end up being mean to him.

. He slowly begins to warm up to you

. When you guys start hanging out, you find out he's really just a nice kid!

. Just usually lonely :((

[ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀 ]

. He saw you at the stands at his and Finney's baseball game

. Right after, he came up to you and asked you your name and if you'd want to hang out anytime soon!

. He teaches you how to play baseball the first time you two hangout together!

. He fidgets a lot when you two first meet, rubbing the back of his neck.

. When his team calls him to celebrate, he tells you that he'd catch you later !

. Stands up for you if his teammates start to call you his partner

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Okay so like it's probably just me but like...

(↑↑Ethan Hawke as Albert Shaw/The Grabber in 2022 The Black Phone↑↑)

(↑↑Ray Liotta as Syd White in 2023 Cocaine Bear↑↑)

Tell me it's not just me!

Objectively their both terrible men, one more so than the other (Obviously), but COME on!!!!!

They look so so damn fine, and yeah I hate myself for it, but that's not gonna stop me okay.

I've already got fantasies playing out in my head involving these two. (Because I'm a sucker for off the wall crossovers) And I'm probably gonna be subjecting y'all to it sooner or later.

If not imagines or fics together than definitely separate. Do I have daddy issues? Yeah apparently I do. FIGHT ME OKAY!?!?!

(Also I've got such a weakness for the 80s, like genuine 80s stuff not that neon bullshit okay. And men from the 80s tend to be so so fine to me, even with the haircuts and clothes that are kinda terrible. There's just something about it that draws me in like a moth to a flame. These two ain't no different dammit!)

Okay I got that out of my system... Look out for new content you didn't ask for soon! 😅