Dream Walker

Y/n: so if you could save one person within the family from a fire who would it be?

Enid: my dad because I love him more than anything

Bianca: my laptop and phone

Y/n: um...i said one person, not things

Wednesday: myself, the others wouldn't deserve to live under any circumstances

Y/n: mkay I think we maybe done with this game

Wednesday: who said it was a game *glares blankly*

what lies beneath

You had just moved into your new apartment and were pretty much the only newbie there who loved art. Earlier that day you had stumbled upon a woman named ellie who had tattoos. The prettiest tattoos you've ever seen. She had a long vine tattoos wrapped along her arm and a few others on her thigh which you obviously didn't mean to gawk at but had no choice due to the shorts she decided to wear that day. She was the nicest woman youve ever met until things changed that night. The next time she came to your apartment door she seemed a bit off. As if something else had happened. "hey Elle? You okay? You asked. "oh yes, I'm okay. Just want to talk about something with you." She said. The way she slurred her words, made you think she may have drank a little that night. So you opened the door to get a closer look. And what you saw nearly killed you on the spot. Her eyes looked dead, her teeth rotted, her skin was a watery pale color and she just looked....lost. "el-. She lunged at you with great force and you hit the floor causing the wind to pour out of you. She sniffed you as if curious where the smell of lavender and roses came from. "b...baby stop" you whimpered trying to talk to her. She didn't listen of course. She grabbed your legs and wrapped them around her waist. You felt something hard and stiff beneath you. "f...fuck" you couldn't hold in the moan that escaped your throat. "give me your soul" she whispered in your ear. That night was a blur but all you can remember was Ellie fucking you raw into the mattress of your apartment. You dug your nails into her back drawing blood that she cared nothing for. Your moans and screams echoed through the room. Once she was done with you she didn't leave you surprisingly but held you close and didn't let go.

Sorry if this was short, I'm still coming up with ideas ;) but enjoy anyway

Smoking with your lady

it was a cold winter night in the village but luckily you spent it having fun with your mistress. Lady dimitrescu wasn't always this nice to you, but you stood your ground letting her know you meant business when it came to being real. That night you were in the mistresses room rolling up a joint while telling her your life story about being in the psych ward. "and that's how I escaped and got re-kidnapped" you laughed. Lady D looked at you amused deciding not to correct you on your poor grammar. She ran her fingers through your hair humming in content with the company of you. "you are quite the adventurer my love. You took the liberty of inhaling and blowing the smoke between her lips in a sweet soft kiss. "cmere" you whispered. Usually your mistress isn't the one to take the order but rather give the order. So she rolled over to where she's on top of you and began leaving sweet kisses up the collum of your neck. 'Before the end of this very night you will be mine" she growled into your ear a rumbling vibrating through her chest.

The Last Fairy

The human world is filled with many mysteries, some we can easily investigate and others we cannot. There are things in this world that make us uncomfortable because we don’t understand them, but instead of running from it why not find out the truth of what really roams the forests at night when the sun goes down, or what lies beneath the surface of the ocean when the moon only shows us part of what's above the surface. See people don't get it, other beings can roam this earth as well. The ones that choose not to show themselves are usually the ones that survive the strange glances or offensive criticisms from the humans that walk with what they think is purpose, but instead is a shameful void of anger and denial of what could be but isn’t. One being in particular held her head high, high over the clouds when she took to the sky, high on her shoulders so that the others didn’t see her as a suffer in silence type. Her name was Flora, she was indeed one of these creatures. The ones you see in the fairytale books, the ones your children dream of every night and wish they were one of them, the ones you used to look up to and pray that they were real. She was a fairy, but not just any fairy…she was an ethereal fairy. Her home was in the land of hazelwood forest, a beautiful forest filled with oak trees and fresh pine that could almost wash over your soul with a sense of nostalgia. Some think it fake but if you believe hard enough, at night you can almost see her family fly around like fireflies amongst the stars.

(Nightly ritual)

Y/N listening to music

Bridget: hey Y/N what are you listening to

Y/N looks up to take headphones off: what?

Bridget: I said what are you listening too?

Y/N: oh nothing much just this really cool incantation I stole from a closed cellar in the basement

Bridget: ....

Y/N....

I'm either always unbothered or always knowing what's up. Shout-out to #agathaallalongitaly

saw this movie and left a completely different person. i can't stress how much this woman made me feel. I've never seen a baddie deadite but now i have, not sure what to do with myself right now.

If you’re black, and still active on this mf I need you to reblog this so we can keep the community close.

Imagine having a smoke session with enchantress, years back when you got possessed by her you thought it wasn't true. You claimed you heard voices and felt slight touches beneath the surface of your skin. You thought you saw things at night but you just thought it was your eyes playing tricks on you. You were an archeologist just like June but instead of her stumbling into the cave it was you. Enchantress took a liking to you way back when and now you were here. The night of the possession you were sweating and hearing voices, when you got to your apartment you sat on the floor and felt a warm sensation in your lower abdomen and felt as if something was in front of you but behind you as well. The sensation made you quite curious. "what's happening". You asked yourself. You shook it off like you always do and decided to light a blunt to calm your nerves. Taking deep breaths you sucked in the smoke allowing it to coat the inside of your body but in doing so you heard a voice in the back of your head yet so very close to your ear. "say my name". It whispered. You twitched and jumped slightly getting spooked from the voice. "w..what. Hello?". You called out rubbing your ears softly while looking around. "saaaay my naaaame". The voice said again so sensually. You didn't know the witches name but somehow you were able to see it in the back of your head the minute you closed your eyes to take a deep breath in. "enchantress". You whispered. Seconds later you felt a hand slip past yours and flip the switch, you looked in the mirror next to you and paused for a moment. "holy fuck". You whispered, but your words were coming from inside the witch and not outside. "what the fuck is happening". At this point you thought you smoked too much but then you realized it's the witch that possessed you in the cave. "w...what do you want from me". You asked. "Don't worry little one I don't bite, I just wanted to thank you for all that you've done for me. Being the vessel that I've wanted all these years." She whispered into your ears. She was everywhere, in your head, behind you, in your blood, everywhere. When you looked away from the mirror it was you in your own body but looking back into the mirror you saw her crouched down in front of you. "your body is strong....powerful". She whispered running her hands through your auburn locs. Your eyes slowly rolled to the back of your head and it nearly made you purr. She smirked and let you inhale another puff of the weed you had been inhaling prior to her coming. Once the last bit was smoked she kissed you softly and crawled back inside. "together we will be gods". She whispered, her words slowly but quietly echoing into the back of your head.

Dolls and Dummies (Logan Bennett) 

When I was a kid I always had a fear of dolls and dummies. My friends took me to see a ventriloquist show one night, and that night will always be marked as the worst night of my life. The moon was out , the wind was cold and it was about that time for me and my friends to head to the show. “C'mon guys I  don't wanna go, you know I hate dolls”. I said slightly irritated. Being kidnapped by my friends could have gone in a completely different direction, we could have gone to the bar to get shit faced at least, but instead I was shoved into the back of my friend's car and driven to the show. “Logan it’ll be fun i promise you, maybe you could even meet a girl  after the show”. One of my friends said laughing. “Fuck off”. I said, giving him the finger. The ride to the show was draining, and I felt like throwing up and getting hit by a bus, then seeing a doll or dummy insult a crowd to make you feel even more worse about your insecurities after the show and then laugh about it. Once we got there the crowd was already packed  and full of people stuffing their faces with popcorn, but mainly adults drinking to suppress their stress about their kids not behaving properly  and kids with cotton candy smeared all over their faces and talking about how the show is gonna be a good one. “Hey Logan, front row seats man”. I felt like dying there and then, I wished I could just leave but they were my ride home and the drive took at least an hour. I ended up sitting  next to a lady wearing a black Victorian dress with a black veil covering her entire face. I wondered why the hell she would be at a place like this if she was in mourning. Then again if this show is truly entertaining like the town describes, maybe it’ll be funny enough to make this poor woman laugh. The lights went dark and a low voice crept over the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls welcome to tonight's show, please make yourself known to the exits on your left right and in the back of the auditorium”. I for sure made myself known so I could make a quick escape if I got spooked or even looked like a bitch. Once the lights became brighter, looking to my right the lady was gone. “What the hell”? I looked around but she wasn’t there anymore. “Guys did you see that lady”? I asked, looking slightly insane. “What lady dude”? My friend asked. “I- nevermind”. I sank lower into my chair already feeling uncomfortable, now the only thing to make matters worse was a high pitched squeak that almost sounded like a voice. “Hello”? I looked around but saw nothing. “Dude quiet, we are trying to watch the show”. My adrenaline began to pump and I started to slowly freak out. “Guys i…I don't like this, I wanna go”. The lights became dim once more and this time I was the one on the stage. My body felt weird, it felt as if I was stiff as a board and couldn't bend normally. “What…what the hell is this”? I looked out to the audience and saw my friends staring back at me, but they didn’t notice anything wrong. It was like I was the only one who could comprehend the problem. I felt a sudden lift from under my armpits. I was in the air and sat upon the lap of someone who looked familiar. It was the lady I saw before the show. “W..what's going on”? I asked in a shaky tone. “My little one, you are my puppet, and I am your puppet master”.  I felt so sick and nauseous, the fear that I had came true but was even worse due to the fact that I became my own worst nightmare.