Simply Here To Vibe

simply here to vibe

Maybe a reverse comfort with James, where he had a nightmare that brought back bad memories? Or MC trying to escape from James after he had kidnapped them? Or even one where MC makes a new friend, and starts spending more time with them then James. Those are just some prompts off the top of my head.

A Feeble Attempt ~ BLD Mini Fic 

James belongs to @hotpinkmoon!    cw!Mild gore cw!Vomit (mentioned once but just to be safe, reader did not vomit just felt like they might) cw!Implied Stalking cw!Kidnapping cw!Death    [srry this took a bit to write! i got carried away a bit] 

Just when you had thought life was going well for you.

You had just started making more connections, other than the first meeting you had with James that fateful night. So why? Why did you ignore the signs? The furrowed brows whenever you mentioned one of the new people you had met. The heated glares at anyone who touched you, or anyone you touched, that you'd see sometimes when he thought you weren't looking. Sharp eyes practically screaming at them to get away, that you're his. Even while masked, his facial expression silently spelled out how much he wanted to tear their corpses to shreds. Foolish. And oh so naive. Whoever told you not to judge a book by its cover as a child could go suck an egg. James had left a few hours earlier to go to... well whatever his job was. Though it was hard to imagine it was anything legal, after what he had done to you the night before. Leaving you all alone with your self-deprecating thoughts. The thick chain bound to your ankle weighed down on you, not just physically, but mentally as well. A heavy feeling settled uninvited on your chest, squeezing your lungs as you felt a headache build up from the unending waves of stress threatening to drag you back into a dreamless sleep. Hah.. maybe that would be better actually. So you wouldn't have to deal with all this right now. The newly formed headache wasn't helping the dull pain from when James knocked you out earlier, either.

Eyes fluttering closed, your mind brings you back to a few weeks ago, when this all started.

Getting close to people, especially when you'd just moved to a new town, wasn't always the easiest thing. The first time you met James was a lucky... or unlucky accident. But finally, after at least a month, you'd broken down the walls of one of your co-workers. You remember telling James, eyes shining, how you'd exchanged numbers and had started chatting with each other outside of work. And how he responded with an eye roll, reminding you to be careful about who you put your trust in. Which you had ended up teasing him for, because didn't the both of you only meet a month ago? You had laughed at the irony of his words back then. A cheeky smile on your face as you watched him eye roll again, boasting about how he wasn't a loser like your co-worker. Why hadn't you noticed the malice in his tone back then? You had continued to meet up with your new friend, though you tried not to mention them around James as much, as his jealousy became more and more obvious. Why did you think that was normal? Until last night, when you'd gone to grab dinner with them. It was such a normal night. A simple meeting between two new friends. The sky was clear of clouds, the air fresh with the scent of summer. Sun setting across the horizon as the moon became more visible in the sky. Stars starting to peak out one by one, decorating the sky as one of nature's most wonderful pieces of art. Only the feeling of regret that the day was ending weighed on your mind. They had left for a moment to go get something from their car as you waited for them to come back so you could both order. Only for that moment to turn into 15 minutes, and then half an hour. Your heart had been filled with disappointment. The budding trust between you completely shattered. Did they really ditch you? Why? Confused frustration sunk into your brain, trying to reflect on all your interactions. Over analyzing every word and facial expression, the thought that maybe you had done something wrong forming a pit in your stomach.

Leaving the restaurant, you had checked your phone to give them a piece of your mind. Just... something to express the pain you were currently trying to push down. Only to be confused at the panicked, misspelled texts all over the screen. ...Maybe you shouldn't keep your phone on silent anymore. Trying to sift through the barrage of messages, you feel your blood run cold.

8:02 Het i think something/one is following me? Taking the long way from my car, ill b back a little late, dw and just order

8:05 Im def bejng followed, im sure of it, its some mask wearking dude holy fuck hoym

8:06 Shot sjit why did i goin and ally way oh ym god he has a knofe im running tm please pelase read this im begigng you its the one to the rght i think restirant i mean call somekne or soemtbing just plesae read this

8:06 Red hair green eye s please read tbis typjng is hard im so scared hesn fuckng llaughing trung 911 its hrd pleas e help

All the other messages had too many spelling mistakes to piece together, but you got the meaning. Red hair? Green eyes? Masked? Trying to block out the similarities you squeezed through the cluttered alleyway. Trying not to trip over discarded boxes or abandoned litter as you had frantically searched for any sign of them. You remember how just moments before they were showing off the area, smiling as they told you how they knew all the secret shortcuts around town. Now it seemed like this was a shortcut to their death. You shook your head, trying to clear the unwanted thoughts. Don't think like that. They didn't die. They probably dropped their phone. They're going to be okay. Your self-comfort came to an abrupt stop as the sight of a bloodied body came into view. There was blood... so much blood that you had thought your sight would've been stained red forever. The dark red fluid clearly looking coagulated. It was obvious that they had died a bit ago. Frozen, you felt your guts twist at the sight of theirs. The urge to throw up rising in your throat. You quickly moved your eyes away. Trying not to gag as you took out your phone to call the cops, only to notice their left hand. They still had their phone in their hand, and from where you were, you could see how the screen was cracked, and how their hand was broken and odd angles. You shivered, horrified by how the killer went out of their way to make their death so much more painful. This didn't just look like a murder, but torture. With a sudden BANG, your head had been slammed against the wall behind you, skewed sight taking in the red-haired attacker above you. "Tsk, I shouldn't have played around with them." James muttered under his breath, looking down at corpse before stomping on their hand once again. He looked calmer after doing so, smiling as he looked back at you with soft eyes. "Shh babe, don't cry." He murmured adoringly, cupping your face and wiping the tears you didn't know were there, before picking up your slumped body with ease. Head stinging and teary eyes drooping closed, the last thing you saw was the moon's curved smile looking down on you mockingly, the twinkling stars seeming to laugh at your stupidity as the breeze sighed in disappointment. Why were you sleeping? Why weren't you trying to escape?!

Your brain forced you to jolt awake, back to reality, back to being confined in someone's 'house'. Frustrated tears stung your eyes again as a helpless feeling sunk into your bones. A suffocating pain that you couldn't get rid of. Why couldn't you just have had a dreamless sleep like you wanted? Still though, gulping back your feelings, you shakily remembered those last words that had rung through your mind. With all the time in the world to start planning, you looked around the room. Scouring for any way to escape, or anything you could use to get out. The small room had no windows. Not even a door. It was both frustrating and favorable for you. You couldn't see what time it was outside, but at the same time, James wouldn't be able to see what you were doing inside. And the exit was right there. Though it wasn't like you'd be able to get past it. Not with the chain around your leg. Though you were glad he hadn't used to shorter collar one on you that you got a glimpse of before. Contemplating, you stared at your ankle in silence. Trying to brainstorm any way to get it off. Breaking the chain would take too long, and you were positive that James would be able to quickly find out what you were trying to do. Playing nice wasn't an option either. No way were you going to go along with whatever he had in store for you. Not after everything you had seen him do.

Then you had no other options left. You had already tried looking around for anything useful, but of course, James wouldn't leave anything like that within reach.   Closing your eyes, and trying to imitate what you had seen in a horror movie you had once watched with him, with a few tries and a loud pop, your ankle was dislocated.  

Waves of pain shot up your nerves, and you grit your teeth, trying to swallow back a scream of pain.     At least you were able to slip out of the damn thing.   You quickly learned leaning or putting any weight on that leg was almost unbearable, using the objects around you to get up and make your way over to the curtain door.     Finally-  Hope bubbling in your chest, the taste of freedom was only one bite away. Your home, your bed, your job. The thought of being in your room again fueling your determination to push on past the pain your body felt.    Only for that hope and determination to be crushed the moment you moved the curtain. Vibrant eyes met yours, toxic green seeping a chilling cold that forced goosebumps to crawl up your skin. Dread seeped into every pore on your body as his tall frame cast a heavy shadow on yours. "And where do you think you're going, sweetheart? You should have known that this wasn't going to be as easy as you'd hoped.

Something fluffy with seth please, delivers fire tacos?

[sorry i don't know what the delivers fire tacos mean- but i can can certainly cook up some fluff for you :> (srry not srry for the pun)] cw!Yandere, cw!Stalking

Brain Freeze ~ BLD Mini-Fic

Characters belong to @hotpinkmoon !

The warm buzz of august air drifting across you, eliciting an uncomfortable sigh from your lips. The weather today was pretty unrelenting, if the layer of sweat on your skin was anything to go by. Figuring that your walk in the park was a bust- and that maybe you should probably just find some shade to relax in, you move to do just that. Planting yourself comfortably underneath the shade of a tree. While the heat wasn't completely gone- it wasn't as unbearable as before. A hum of contentment leaving you as the cool shadows worked their magic. Though- the shuffle of grass and leaves from behind the wood you rested on sparked a bit of curiosity in you. Ooh- maybe you'd get to see a cute squirrel shuffling around! Quietly shifting from your position, you take a small peak, trying your best not to startle the hidden creature. Only to lock eyes with a semi-stranger. "Uwah!?" The chestnut haired man yelped, his hair fluffing up slightly, looking as if he'd had a heart attack. Eyes unable to meet yours. Slightly amused, you couldn't help but notice his a bit...well... out of the ordinary attire. Beanie, jacket, gloved hands... no wonder he decided to seek out shelter here, he'd probably be dying in this heat if he didn't! "I- Um...H-hi?" The poor man managed to squeak out, all the courage in his body mustered up just so he could look you in the eyes. Oh.. oh! You've seen him before! He'd show up sometimes where you worked, and you'd always try to strike up friendly chats with your killer customer service smile. Well- its not like you had much of a choice... but he seemed like a nice person! Though he wasn't usually much for conversation- usually responding with stuttered out words, nods, and shy smiles. "Oh hi!" You responded eagerly. You hadn't met many people out of work...so maybe this could be a good chance? "I remember you, from my work." You add, flashing him a warm smile. "Y-you do?" The man's face seemed to flush a bit, his fingers nervously toying with each other. "Yup!" Came your warm reply, followed by a small beat of silence as the man searched for a response. "Mm... Hey- why don't we get some slushies to drink?" Seeing his flushed cheeks, and the subtle sweat sticking to his temple, you couldn't help but feel that this guy needed some relief from the heat. "Eh? S-sure?" His face morphed into confusion- and then bursting into a fluster as you helped pull him up. "Never got your name by the way! Though you probably know mine from my name tag." You looked over at him as you dusted any leaves off of you. "I- I'm Seth?" His response- worded like a question, earning a warm chuckle out of you. "Well then Seth~, drinks are on me!" You grin, taking his gloved hand back in yours, rushing off to the nearest convenience store, with him in tow.

Back at the tree, your eyes glanced from the the blue of the slushie, to the blue of Seth's eyes. Both were colors pretty- was the conclusion you came to. "U-uhm?" Oops- you got caught. Seth's eyes glanced away, already overwhelmed from just a little bit of staring. "Sorry- I just thought it was kinda funny- your eyes kinda matching the slushie you're drinking, I mean." "A-ah? Oh.. s-sorry?" He didn't seem to know how to respond to that, safely opting to apologize instead. Ugh- that made your heart melt a bit... and not in the good way. Your energetic tone calms a bit, "You don't have anything to apologize for?" The words leave his heart stuttering uncontrollably in his chest. His eyes losing confidence, and flickering away like a startled butterfly. He sips on the cool drink once again, hoping it douses the fluttery feelings in his stomach, so he doesn't... mess anything up. "Your eyes are a really pretty blue, though." "Hck?!"

The comment has him choking on the slush- the chill or maybe your words- freezing his brain. He hopes his downward gaze shields you from seeing the undeniably obvious blush covering his face. Gahhh he was such a mess. "Ah? Seth are you alright? Brain freeze?" Your kind words only sending more heat rushing to his cheeks. "N-no.. I mean- yes..." He was thankful for the brain freeze in that moment, unable to deny the overpoweringly soft feelings that flooded him as you gave him a loving, worried gaze. Y-You did love him right? You spent the day hanging out with him after all...

Yes... he was sure of it. You loved him. That thought washed over him, enveloping his body in it's cool embrace. His insides feeling as mushy as the cold slushy he held looked. He would do anything...anything to prove that he was worthy of the love you had just blessed him with.

do u ever just

accidentally writes fan fiction

I feel like Violet would do this lmfao

Welcm. This is scrible blog.

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