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Into The Fog Pt.2 (Frank Morrison x Reader)

He waited for this moment for so long. He would finally be able to hold you against him, knowing you were okay. That you would cry, (he kept telling himself that he wouldn’t.) and tell him how scared you were. Promises being spoken that he would never let you be in danger again. He would chase away any danger that tried to take you away from him again.

He never predicted that instead you would look at him as though he was the danger.

Part 1.

warnings: Frank being an edgelord. Mentions of blood, stabbing. 

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It was very effective

“She loves to PLAY with (not eat) cherries 🍒”

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Thomas Hewitt x Reader

HEADCANON: Thomas falling in love and being protective over you would include … // General dating HC’S.

IM VERY NERVOUS. I SPENT SO MUCH TIME ON THIS SO I’D GET HIS CHARACTER RIGHT. PLEASE GIVE FEEDBACK-

Not proof read.

❥ ~ Unfortunately, it’s quite easy to lure in Thomas despite his anxiety and suspicions of those around him. He’s sensitive and you should really think before showing him any amount of romantic affection. If you’re bored and want a fling then he’s not the man for you. Thomas is dedicated and strives to be a family man. He adores the possibility of having kids of his own, adopted or biological– it doesn’t matter.

❥ ~ Thomas is a man of energy as his words aren’t capable of being heard even if he can physically talk. So you won’t hear friendly compliments, he won’t make small chat about your day, etc. But he will communicate with his body language, mostly his eyes. He’s skilled in showing what he feels through a glare, it’s an intense feeling and if you didn’t know any better you’d probably assume he hated you.

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A Creeply Christmas

Because sometimes we all need to spend Christmas with the characters we love most.

I wrote this while listening to “Believe” from The Polar Express on repeat and the vibes were immaculate, so I hope you enjoy

Merry Christmas everyone

It was a calm, tranquil Christmas morning in the Underworld. All citizens and even the king himself were tucked snuggly into bed, comforted by the warmth given to them compared to the harsh Underworld winters. A calm walk through the woods within would show you nothing but snowy bliss, even the monsters hidden within enjoying the quiet of the world and sleeping in. Snow softly drifted down, the trees standing firm despite the weight of the frozen flakes resting upon them. The world was the very image of calm, and it seemed that everything would be going right today.

Or, at least, it was peaceful and calm until you reached the heart of the forest. Of course, Slender’s mansion always had to be the oddball out, and while it had been enraptured in tranquility for most of the morning, a lot of its residents were now up and running about, causing quite a ruckus, especially because-

“WE’RE OUT OF COFFEE? ON CHRISTMAS MORNING?!” Jane’s voice carried through the mansion, her irritation causing those around her to ring out in laughter as she searched through the cabinets in a panic. A deep chuckle from behind her pulled her out of her frenzy, a muscular arm reaching past her.

“It’s right here, hun. I picked up more last night.” Tim’s morning voice resounded out deeply and served to calm her even further as he placed her favorite flavor within her outstretched hands.  

“You’re awfully rambunctious this morning, aren’t you, Jane?” Brian teased her, sliding next to her to prepare his own mug of coffee.

“Well, how could I not be?! After all, they’ll be here today!” Her previous morning grumpiness forgotten, she danced around in excitement as she waited for her cup to be filled.

“As if the entire house isn’t up and ready to go just for that reason alone,” Jeff grumbled out as he joined those in line for coffee, BEN’s laughter ringing out from above as he floated into the room.

“I mean, come on Brian, don’t act like you weren’t fretting all night last night over whether or not they’d enjoy your gift.” BEN teased him with a wink, landing at the kitchen table and digging into Slender’s famous Christmas pancakes.

“W-WELL! It is their first Christmas with us, and I just- Well- I- I- I want it to be special…” His volume diminished as he shyly fiddled with his hands, joining BEN at the table for his own serving of pancakes.

“I’m sure they’ll be happy just to be receiving something from you in general, Brian.” Slender’s voice boomed from the head of the table as he flicked through his morning paper.

Soon, all residents were happily munching on their Christmas breakfasts, Toby being the last to join them, still bundled up in his blankets, hair an absolute disaster from his bedhead. It was a calm and joyful morning for all of the residents, and even the nocturnal creeps had stayed up to partake in the Christmas festivities. All of them were excited, and not just because it was Christmas, but because they’d get to see their favorite person; you would be joining them this Christmas.

As the time for your arrival ticked closer, the clocks throughout the mansion serving as a constant reminder, everyone began growing antsier and antsier, the excitement flowing through all of them and providing a lively atmosphere within the walls of the mansion.

“They’re gonna like my present most!” BEN proudly boasted, pointing to himself as he struck a confident pose in front of the grand tree taking up most of the room.

“N-no, I’m sure… They’ll like mine… Even more!” Toby refuted, poking his head into the room to pout at BEN as he finished up some last-minute decorations Brian had found the night before.  Jeff’s laughter resounded between the two of them as he pulled Toby into his arms, ruffling his hair in a teasing manner.

“As if the two of you chumps could beat me when it comes to picking out presents for them, I’m obviously gonna be the winner!” Bickering started amongst them, before getting cut off with a scoff from Tim.

“It’s not a competition,” he stated, taking a long swig of his coffee from his seat by the window before flashing them a cocky smirk, “But if it was, I’d be the one taking the cake.”

“Oh REALLY now?!” They all taunted back, laughter filling up the room as everyone began bragging about how it was their own gifts that would surely become your favorite, that they each knew you far better than the others. As the time for your arrival finally closed in, they had all begun racing towards the door, wanting to greet you immediately.

“I… Get… The first hug!!” Toby shouted out, racing to get there first.

“You got the first hug last time, it’s my turn today!” BEN yelled back, shooting past him to guard the door.

“You’ll all end up getting a hug anyway, does it really matter who gets it first?” EJ yawned out, moving to hide in the darkest corner by the door, a blanket draped around him and his eyes tiredly blinking as he too wanted to be there to greet you.

“Of course it does! The first hug is the best hug!” BEN pouted at him, cheeks and chest puffed out.

“Why don’t we just do one big hug this year?” Brian suggested, joining the group. Everyone considered it thoughtfully, providing their own suggestions and ideas, as snow began to crunch softly outside.

Your footsteps, gentle but fast as you moved through the woods echoed around you, your arms tight around your chest for added warmth, your breaths coming out in clouds in the chilly morning air. A smile bloomed on your face as the familiar outer walls of the mansion came into view, and you found yourself moving faster to reach your destination. As you knocked softly on the door, it had been swung quickly open, surprising you as you were met with the eager smiling, cheering faces of those that cherished you most.

You’d been swept up into a large, glob of a hug, BEN and Toby fighting to be closer to you as everyone swarmed around you, going with Brian’s idea of a group hug. Laughter filled the air as you made your way through the blob, hugging each creep in turn.

“I can’t wait to have you open presents, I need to have proof that my gift was the best!”

“No, MY gift is the best!”

“No… It’s mine they’ll… Like most!”

“Oh, come on shitheads, you know I’ve got the best taste.”

“You barely have common sense, how are we to expect you to have taste?”

“HEY! I’m not THAT bad!”

Laughter surrounded you once more as you found yourself surrounded by the warmth and mirth of those around you, and as your own laughter sounded out, causing them to all pause and look eagerly at you, silence filling the room again.

“You don’t have to compete for which gifts are the best, because after all,” the smile upon your face had taken away the breath of everyone in the room as they stared at you in awe, “You’re all the greatest gift I could possibly ask for, and all I need.” As your laughter filled the room again, the timid creeps around you moved closer for more hugs and head pats as they cooed at you, helping you move to the living room so you could make sure you had a seat.

They’d make sure this was your best Christmas yet, because, after all, you deserved it- and as the person they all loved most, they’d do anything to give you the love and warmth you need.