Spooky Season 2023 - Tumblr Posts
The Midnight hour is close at hand…
Darkness falls across the land (Halloween 2022)
Welcome to the masterlist of horroooooor... season 2! The landing page for all things spooky and spine-chilling 2023. Expect new drabbles and stories (and a continuation of last year's unfinished lineup). Inbox is open for requests! Don't forget to like or send a message to celebrate with me.
stories/oneshots:
Ringing
sexting... felix x reader ; smutty, mild scare
Woof
petplay gone wrong ateez (ot8) x reader; smutty, soft scare
Vampire Training ch.1 I jyh
series started last spooky season yunho x reader ; smutty, angsty, vampire themes
You love me right?
waking up in an abandoned house with your boyfriend acting strange taehyung x reader; scary, bleak, thriller, angst
Spooky 3 (California Kings// Poly Chanlix)
A Poly Halloween in three parts. bang chan x reader x felix (poly chanlix); fluffy, halloween with 2 boyfriends
Torn Patience | cjh
yandere jongho is done waiting jongho x reader
His Call
you haven't heard that tune since your sister died. why is it haunting you now? siren!jihoon x reader
A Demon's Deal
the family punching bag gets offered relief but at a price demon!soulmates!seonghwa x hongjoong x reader
requests:
Seungmin: fluffy(but not fluffy) + {redacted spooky spoiler} pining
.
.
.
non spooky directory
Ringing
felix x reader 18+ only, minors dni themes: sexting, hidden intruder, implied stalking, spooky season drabble
Hearing your phone go off made your heart speed up.
Lately you’d been texting this guy you’d met at a small clothing shop near your apartment.
Felix, handsome and pretty at the same time. Sweeter than sugar and adorable. Yet also so alluring and sexy with a voice that could sound so seductive.
However, you were alone with only thoughts of him in your head currently which led you to text him. You’d started innocent enough but he quickly picked up the vibe you were putting down. You tapped the notification, already clenching your thighs at the message preview.
Felix: ‘Baby are you even sure you could handle what you’re asking for?’ ‘You get red when I look at you, how could you handle me between your legs?’
X: ‘Oh course i could handle it 😫’ ‘🥺I’ve been getting practice in’
Felix: ‘And how is that?’ ‘You had anyone practicing with whats mine?”
You blushed furiously at him basically calling you his.
x: ‘Course not. Just me and my hands thinking about you’ ‘‘But yours huh? 🫣’
Felix: 'Yeah' 'That ok?'
You felt your chest burst with warmth. You could imagine the pink on his cheeks.
X: ‘More than ❤️’
Felix: ‘Good then im yours too’
x: ‘What do you do with whats yours?’
Felix: ‘Depends’
x: ‘On what?’
Felix: ‘On what you thought about when you were practicing’
x: ‘How you would look at me when i’m taking your cock. How i know it would fill me up perfectly.’ ‘How your hands would feel caressing my face before they slide to my neck.’ ‘How your voice would sound when i take you in and you realize how good it feels to finally be inside me the same way i feel finally being fucked by you.’
You kept both hands typing, thighs rubbing together tightly trying to keep up the delicious friction.
‘But mainly how it wasn’t enough’ ‘How my fingers aren’t going to be enough when i know I can have the real thing’ ‘This isn’t enough either’
That was it, you couldn’t stand it anymore. Before you can even hear the ‘sent’ sound, you’re calling him.
Immediately, your blood ran cold: There's a ringing in your apartment.
Possible explanations run through your mind in the seconds that seem to stretch on.
But as he picks up, the ringing stops.
You hear nothing on the other end for a few seconds then a deep chuckle. “Guess I’m found out.”
spooky season 2023
hehe 😬
Ringing
felix x reader 18+ only, minors dni themes: sexting, hidden intruder, implied stalking, spooky season drabble
Hearing your phone go off made your heart speed up.
Lately you’d been texting this guy you’d met at a small clothing shop near your apartment.
Felix, handsome and pretty at the same time. Sweeter than sugar and adorable. Yet also so alluring and sexy with a voice that could sound so seductive.
However, you were alone with only thoughts of him in your head currently which led you to text him. You’d started innocent enough but he quickly picked up the vibe you were putting down. You tapped the notification, already clenching your thighs at the message preview.
Felix: ‘Baby are you even sure you could handle what you’re asking for?’ ‘You get red when I look at you, how could you handle me between your legs?’
X: ‘Oh course i could handle it 😫’ ‘🥺I’ve been getting practice in’
Felix: ‘And how is that?’ ‘You had anyone practicing with whats mine?”
You blushed furiously at him basically calling you his.
x: ‘Course not. Just me and my hands thinking about you’ ‘‘But yours huh? 🫣’
Felix: 'Yeah' 'That ok?'
You felt your chest burst with warmth. You could imagine the pink on his cheeks.
X: ‘More than ❤️’
Felix: ‘Good then im yours too’
x: ‘What do you do with whats yours?’
Felix: ‘Depends’
x: ‘On what?’
Felix: ‘On what you thought about when you were practicing’
x: ‘How you would look at me when i’m taking your cock. How i know it would fill me up perfectly.’ ‘How your hands would feel caressing my face before they slide to my neck.’ ‘How your voice would sound when i take you in and you realize how good it feels to finally be inside me the same way i feel finally being fucked by you.’
You kept both hands typing, thighs rubbing together tightly trying to keep up the delicious friction.
‘But mainly how it wasn’t enough’ ‘How my fingers aren’t going to be enough when i know I can have the real thing’ ‘This isn’t enough either’
That was it, you couldn’t stand it anymore. Before you can even hear the ‘sent’ sound, you’re calling him.
Immediately, your blood ran cold: There's a ringing in your apartment.
Possible explanations run through your mind in the seconds that seem to stretch on.
But as he picks up, the ringing stops.
You hear nothing on the other end for a few seconds then a deep chuckle. “Guess I’m found out.”
spooky season 2023
Soft thriller Ateez is next
Then _____🙊____👀 , After that what do y’all want?
*this is a continuation from the prologue posted during last year’s spooky season
Woof | atz (18+)
ateez (ot8) x reader; yunho and mingi x reader nsfw mentioned 18+ only, minors dni Themes: pet play, dark magic, kidnapping
“Good pup.” the words rasped in your ear made you whimper, pushing your ass back further. The man behind you tightened his grip on your hip roughly.
The other man smiled wider as his fingers tightened around the pretty, red collar. “I do love a pup that likes to be used. Obedient ones are the most fun. Don’t forget that.” his words confused you briefly. You were already being so obedient, letting these two practically strangers use you how they wanted. Kneeling, sucking them off, begging; you did everything with no question. You didn't exactly mull it over though as thoughts were barely able to stay in your mind as the taller man hiked your hips up, lifting your knees completely off the bed as he plowed into you faster. The high he was chasing must've been intoxicating as he lost all semblance of control.
You gasped and screamed and moaned. The man next to you lets go of the collar to grab your hair. He pushed your head down, turning it to the side so he could look at you for a moment before sloppily kissing you.
As embarrassing as it was, being handled so roughly, being called an animal, and the feeling of this stranger releasing into you brought you over the edge. Hard. You barely felt him bring your knees back to the bed before everything started to shift and darken. You’d never cum that hard but everything felt off-kilter now. You heard them say one last thing.
“Good pup.”
~
Everything comes into view slowly.
Your lids feel heavy but you manage to keep them open. As you start to make out what's in front of you, your heart starts to race. It is fairly dark with some light illuminating what is in front of you. Metal bars?
You look past them seeing where some of the light is coming from. It looks like a piece of fabric thrown in front. You move your heavy body forward. You can’t fully feel your whole body yet but you manage to rest your head on the bars in front of you. A rough breath you let out at the exertion moves the cloth confirming it is fabric.
But as you realize this, you freeze as you hear voices.
“I think I saw the blanket move.”
“Pretty sure it’s the air con.”
Someone chuckles. “No I think our new pup is up.”
You hear them getting closer before the fabric is lifted away. Your eyes struggle against the brightness for a moment. It’s clear now though that you are in some kind of cage, looking left and right at all the metallic bars surrounding you. You finally look up beyond them to see three large men standing over you.
You cower back. They're all looking at you with amused faces. The one holding the blanket smiles down at you but it makes you shiver. The two next to him crouch down looking more curious in their amusement.
“She’s so cute! But is she really a good choice? Yunho and Mingi got her pretty quick.”
At the names, you remember the two men you let use you. They were with you before you lost consciousness. You couldn’t help the fear and anger that rose in you at this. You growled lowly before stopping, surprised at the sound you made.
“Aww she’s angry.” The oreo hair one laughed.
“I don’t think someone quite realizes what has happened yet.” The one standing says. He walks toward the steps sat in the back of the room calling up to others.
You hear multiple pairs of feet descending the stairs. Five more men come toward your prison. You can’t see all of them well at first but you coward again, moving back to the far wall.
One man comes forward, with you finally able to see his taunting face. It’s Yunho, the tall man from before. You begin to yell at him, making a fuss. They all start to laugh, some of them cooing at you in between. It’s only then that you hear yourself.
The explicatives you think you're yelling aren’t coming out that way. You’re barking. And not a cheap ‘bark bark’ imitation, real and true barking. The other man, Mingi, comes forward holding a large mirror in front of your small cell.
What looks back at you is a small dog. Yorkshire terrier type looking scared in the reflection.
The sight shocks you more than anything you’ve ever experienced. You’re still not fully aware of your body yet but you can feel yourself shaking with warmth forming under you.
Another man next to the first one frowns. “Aww poor thing, she pissed herself.”
You can’t even proccess what he said as your mind is spinning. You’re whimpering and shaking, not sure how any of this is happening. It hardly processes as he opens what you now know to be a dog crate, lifting you out. He’d taken the blanket from the other man, now holding you in his arms. “Shhh darling. It’s alright.”
“Jesus, seonghwa she’s covered in piss. Don’t hold her.”
“It only happened because you didn’t ease her into it like we planned, Joong. Why did you take the blanket off?”
“Sannie saw the blanket move and Wooyoung was a second away from getting up anyway. I figured she was up so I wanted to rip the bandaid off.”
Seonghwa scoffed.
“We should probably introduce ourselves then.”
“I’m San.” said man bends over, scratching your head.
The man beside him goes next. “I’m Wooyoung.”
“Hongjoong.” “Jongho” “Yeosang!”
“Seonghwa.” the gentle man holding you says. You look up, seeing his tender smile and kind eyes puts you slightly at ease yet confuses you.
“And you already know us, huh?” Yunho laughs as he and Mingi reach out to pet you.
You snap at them, almost biting Mingi and growling. He pulls away, slightly offended but Yunho just chuckles. “You’ll be alright. There’s no way out of this anyway.”
Seonghwa calms you, turning you away from the two before speaking again. “Now that she’s awake we need to finish setting up.”
Hongjoong nods. “San, Wooyoung, clean up the crate. Jongho, Yeosang, go set up the room. Yunho and Mingi go run her a bath.”
They all split following the man’s orders. You simply listen at the conversation between the two remaining men before it drowns out. You think about how this happened. Simply relaxing at the park, you were interrupted by a little dog. You thought it was weird how excited and loud the dog was barking at you but that’s when Yunho made his way over. He just picked her up and kept her in one arm extending the other to you. Something felt off in the way the dog looked at you and barked like it was trying to tell you something but excitable dogs aren’t cause for alarm since it wasn’t aggressive. You really should have taken it as a warning sign, a red flag, but how could you have known?
After a little bit, Seonghwa takes you into the bathroom where your original captors are. Yunho’s sleeves are pulled up as he stands from beside the tub. Mingi finishes adding the soap, putting a washcloth on the side.
“I’ve got it from here.” Seonghwa says dismissing the other two. They nod and leave.
He gently sets you down on the conter, letting the soiled blanket drop. With soft hands he takes take something from around your neck. After a few heavy blinks, you realize the man doesn’t look so giant anymore. The feeling of something cold under you makes you look down. You gasp noticing legs. Your legs. Finally, you're back to yourself.
You look to Seonghwa as he smiles sweetly, putting something down. It was the collar. You recognize it as the same one you wore during your time with Yunho and Mingi. Though much smaller.
“Wha-”
“Sit there. I’ll grab a towel then help you in.”
You can only blink, still in disbelief as he speaks like something extraordinary didn’t just happen. They really are the culprits of this weird magic. As you look back over to the little red collar it finally dawns on you. The collar. The one that was sitting on the counter. The one that was on the dog in the park. It was reason you were small and furry less than a minute ago.
Sliding down from the counter onto unsteady legs, you look to Seonghwa who was staring at you now with the towel in hand. Your brain freezes for a moment as he simply looks on before all of your thoughts scream,
‘run’
‘Run’
‘RUN’
Summoning all your energy, you fling open the bathroom door. Running through the halls you spot a door with frosted glass above it. ‘It must be the front door!’ you tell yourself. You run frantically, practically slamming yourself into it.
As your hands fumble with the locks you hear something and turn to see the others sat around the room staring at you. They look almost bored, though Wooyoung is snickering with his gaze lower. Suddenly you're aware of the fact that you are still nude.
As the big lock above the knob finally gives, you toss the thought aside. Surely you’ll get one of those blankets they give victims when you are resuced.
You see the outside and, still not hearing anyone chase you, throw yourself out the door. Running onto the porch and down the steps. Two feet from the front house one of your larger strides seems to fail you. You go forward, flipping before landing.
It takes a second after being disoriented to get your mind back but before you can run again you're being lifted off the ground. You wiggle and writhe starting to yell as loud as you can before hearing it. You’re yowling.
‘No, no not again’ The sound is loud and desperate and obviously not of a human, one of a neglected pet.
Yeosang picks you up, holding you tucked under his arm. “Sorry puppy.” He sounds exasperated but sincere, it doesn't stop you from wiggling in his hold though.
Once the door closes again you deflate at your attempt gone so wrong. He passes you off to another though you don’t see who as you’re too downhearted to bother looking. It isn’t until you’re back in the bathroom that the man talks.
“You still smell. You’re lucky you’re so cute or we would leave you like this and put you back in the crate.” It’s Yunho. At the sound of his voice, you start to squirm again.
“Hey hey hey!” He sits you on the counter and taps your nose. A strange feeling spreads from where he tapped through your body, making your body weak and your little legs collapse. You growl angrily.
He just laughs and stands straight again to add hot water to the cooling bath. As you sit there unsure of what to do, Seonghwa comes back in. He flicks his hand, not sparing you a glace, turning you back. His eyes don’t seem to want to meet yours, which gives you a strange pang in your chest.
Yunho beckons you to the tub. He helps you in, waiting until you're seated to grab the washcloth. It should bother you that he’s going to wash you or that the door to the bathroom is open with them coming in and out but your brain is starting to float now. Not quite there enough to fully accept what is happening to you, in a state or shock over the real magic being exhibited, and starting to fade to protect your sanity.
Your wandering eyes land on the collar. You try to figure out how you were wrong, you were so sure it was the collar. It made so much sense.
Yunho follows your gaze and catches on to your train of thought. “Awww, you really thought you had figured it out huh? That’s why little puppies should stick to being cute, they don’t need their dumb brains.”
“The collar isn’t what made you this way” Seonghwa joins. He hands Mingi a large towel for you. “It strengthens the magic but you’re attached to us now, pup. If you go further than 10 feet from us, it kicks in the protect you.”
You want to scoff but you can’t bring yourself to. You watch as he leaves the room without another word, this time closing the door.
The feel of Yunho’s hands become apparent, so you will yourself to think about anything else. You can’t stop thinking about the collar. Your mind floats back to the excitable dog at your first meeting.
“What happened to them?” You ask cautiously. “The other person?”
For minute they’re quiet before asking “Our other pup?”
You nod slowly.
Yunho smirks not answering so Mingi speaks instead. “Remember what I said about obedient pups? Well disobedient ones are trouble…an inconvenience. They don’t get to be taken care of.”
“As a puppy or a human.” Yunho adds ominously.
Letting the words sink in, you start to tremble. Sniffling can be heard as they work to rinse your back.
The taller man sighs, placing a large hand on the side of your face to hold it carefully. “Just…be good.”
It’s all he can give in the form of comfort. He looks uncomfortable yet genuine before returning to rinsing you off.
You latch onto these words. Along with Seonghwa’s softness and them having yet to hurt you or seeming like they want to are the things your frazzled brain clings to for some form of comfort.
Just be good.
Just be good.
Is there supposed to be a schedule for your halloween thing?
Not officially, no
I've mentioned some things in a specific order for voting but I haven't revealed everything that is already queued
Three things coming this week , hoping to get 5 out though
(Work is kicking my ass, sorry for the delay on spookiness. Much better than last year tho😗)
I hope everyone has liked the two I’ve put out so far 👀 I’m loving some of the reactions
Feel free to send asks about them if you’re curious about something
are you going to post anything else :/
uhh yeah
I can’t tell tone from this but like I mentioned I’m trying my best :’) I’m working WAAAY more than I thought. I’m not even getting home until really late. I haven’t even been able to read October writings from my favorite writers on here yet😭
I’m trying to do a lot better than last year and make sure the ones that are queued are ready too.
If you want more to read, I have a couple things from Halloween last year and lots of posts in general including smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc)
Please be patient🥹
I can't wait for vampire Yunho!!! The prologue got me goosebumps. I feel it will be very good! Yunho in black and with black hair is my weakness so the first story heading is just perfect!
It’s coming today!🤭 I’m SO glad you like it and I hope you love chapter 1!
I’ll try to change it on my break so ch 1 has the og header before it’s posted!
Threw in a little black hair Yun bc me too😍🫨
Vampire Training | jyh (ch.1)
ch. 1: walls pairing: Vampire!Yunho x Reader genre: pre-established relationship, magic, angst, smut, fighting warnings: claustrophobia, mentions of blood, violence, shower sex, fighting, mentions of c*tting (not for the purposes of s3lf harm), drinking blood, nightmare
♡ series masterlist ♡
The walls close in.
Bit by bit they seal your fate. The only door taunting you as you tug and pull frantically.
One wall touches your shoulder, pushing you with it. You push against it, legs pushing against the floor as if you could force the whole thing back. Frenzied movements against the ground change as you turn around to claw at it. Maybe attempting to climb or maybe trying to dig through the wall. There wasn’t a plan or hope, just pure desperation. Resting against it on your shoulder giving one last push, you become aware of the tears. There’s nothing else to do as the other wall finally touches your other shoulder.
The weight of both walls restrict and move you. The pressure filling you at once then more and more. You feel sharpness shoot out of your gums and on instinct cry out before biting down hard.
“OW! FUCK”
Your eyes shoot open. Thank god it’s over. You recognize the warmth within a second before anything else comes back to you. Slowly, you feel the arms around you and the head resting against yours. You feel the neck bleeding from where your fangs are still sunk in and the wetness from your tears on the exposed skin all the way down between you.
Gently, you remove your mouth, laving over the wound carefully. It would heal quickly anyway but this was your unspoken apology. Like a dog licking their owner after misbehaving.
Only this wasn’t your fault. You breathed out qwuelling the familiar anger that wanted to bubble up. This wasn’t the time. You wanted all the comfort that came from being right there.
“Which dream?”
“The walls” you replied quietly.
“I’m sorry.” his sleep filled voice was sincere. You knew that. Yet you again couldn’t respond to it. You never could.
“I don’t wanna sleep anymore.” a sob building in your throat, he nods. He knows better than to speak right now. Swiftly, he moves to the edge of the bed with you still in his arms. He scoops you up fully as he stands to bring you to the bathroom.
As he starts the shower, you don’t dare look at the mirror. He glances over as he plays with the shower knobs, noticing your aversion to it. The face he loves completely wet with tears, slightly red from both released and held emotions, mouth and chin covered in blood-his- and eyes downcast and far away. He sighs turning back to the water.
You don’t notice he’s walking back until he’s right in front of you pulling up your shirt. He helps you shed your clothes before doing the same to his own. He guides you into the water, watching you carefully for some sign that it helps. He nearly smiles seeing your shoulders relax.
With careful hands he rubs at the drying blood with his thumb. You look up as if finally seeing him for the first time since you woke up. Your eyes stare at him with no hint of the conflict you felt moments prior.
You could see him clearly again. Your Yunho. The one you loved so deeply.
He’s simultaneously your savior and your jailor. The one that locked you in this prison disguised as a home yet saved you. He saved you from the dark depths of bloodlust and insanity though he dropped you into its grasp to begin with.
Yet when you look at him in moments like this it feels like he hung the moon. Everything is done with care for you, a smile gracing his lips most of the time as he does whatever you ask.
Though you were still a little dazed he knew the signs of what you wanted as you placed your hands gently on his neck. He searched your face a moment more for something before feeling satisfied to lean in. He gave you what you wanted when he could. He gave you pleasure every moment you wanted it and his arms for comfort when you needed.
In hot and heavy moments like these he always gave his all but now pushed himself past that to try to atone for the sin he committed against you.
His body pushed yours against the wall. Your hands slid down, holding his waist as you surrendered yourself to him. The feeling of his lips giving you more than you could ever want from a kiss. He tried to explain it before but you just cared it was him.
Passionately, he held you tightly as he fucked you against the slippery shower wall. Nails digging into his wet shoulders as he rolled and grinded his hips into you again and again. Your lips barely parted as he brought you over the edge twice.
You watch him quietly as he dries you, attentively patting every wet spot with the fluffy towel.
When he finally reaches your neck and notices your eyes on him he smiles. A hint of nervousness in it not going unnoticed. You simply smile and give him a sweet peck.
*
“One hour!”
“No.”
“Thrity minutes!”
“No.”
“Five minutes?” you were getting desperate now.
He paused what he was doing as if considering it. Though he wasn’t looking at you, it sparked a miniscule amount of hope until…“Nope.”
“UGHHHHHHH”
You begged him everyday to let you go outside. The off white walls of your apartment were honestly starting to make you sick.
It has been 6 months since the night Yunho turned you.
His words from that night haunted you constantly in the beginning. “I killed you.” Things were better now but they just sat in the back of your brain for dark or quiet moments where you were left with only your thoughts.
“It’s for you and everyone else. It’s-”
“Not safe.”you sighed finishing the familiar sentence with him. “I know”
A sad look drew down his handsome features. “You're still too unstable.”
You sat up. “How do you know? I’ve been cooped up for so long my body must be used to whatever now!”
He wanted to sigh and tell you it’s not “whatever”, considering he has explained the changes multiple times but instead, he smiled. “Maybe you're right. It’s got to be fine now.”
He stopped chopping vegetables to take a container from the cabinet. “I forgot to tell you I made these.” He pulled the lid of so you could see the small pastries.
You perked up as you grabbed one. “Thank you! Do you really mean it though?”
“We have to be sure like you said.”
You weren’t sure what changed his mind so easy this time since you were sure you made that argument before but you weren’t going to question it. Taking a huge bite of the sweet treat your brows furrowed.
Goosebumps spreading, tastebuds tingling, skin warm, fangs emerging. As you finally looked down you saw the red running down your hand. You instinctively licked your lip tasting it further.
The answer was obvious but you looked to Yunho. “What’s in this fucking thing?”
He took another bite of his. “You don’t like filling?”
He smiled, his fangs on display.
“F-F-u-ck,” your body pulsed roughly. You sunk to your knees with palms flat on the floor while your mouth watered profusely. Eyes glowing red, you looked up to where your boyfriend was knelt in front of you. He swiped his hand in the air as some of the pain and odd sensations dissipated. You knew he took away some of the pain as he had before. This time it made it slightly more bearable. Before it only dulled the pain enough to keep you from tearing at everything in your proximity.
You felt like a rapid animal as you regained a piece of your senses.
“Yeah baby, six months isn’t enough.”
*
Yunho’s mind couldn’t rest.
He watched you slept peacefully as he sat worried in the dark. You slept so soundly it was as if your life was as it was six months ago. Before he ruined your life.
That night haunts him constantly. He’s wanted to leave for so long, knowing he doesn’t deserve you. Someone who ruined your life doesn’t deserve your kindness and love. But he also knew he couldn’t abandon you to deal with the intense change he caused. It was better to stay by you rather than run like a coward.
He thinks about how the one spark of awareness saved him from ripping your jugular out. The one hint of your smell activated the smallest part of recognition to pull him back from the most monstrous vampiric instincts.
The vision of you naked bleeding out in his arms was almost too much to bear. Knowing he did it made him more lost. He acted without thought, moving not of his own volition. He watched like a passenger in his own body as he sliced at his arm and put the wound to your mouth. It dripped down your throat steadily.
His dark blood spilled from your mouth.
He waiting with bated breath before you convulsed. Eyes popping open to glow red before your throat released the worst scream he ever heard. So inhumane he feared he made a worse choice.
Through his squinted eyes as he flinched away from the sound he saw the fangs emerging in your open mouth.
Your eyes bled human red before running his darker color.
The screaming finally ceased. Your body began to sway. Yunho quickly caught your shoulders once again as you fell back.
He was breathing hard as the trauma of what just unfolded set in.
He couldn't dwell on it as he got to work preparing for when you woke up.
Currently he sighed as he pushed away the horrible memory.
He had to figure out the best course of action for what comes next.
A quick text was sent before he climbed into bed behind you. His heart swelled as he felt you move into his warmth more before relaxing.
He loved you so much that he could never forgive himself but maybe one day you could.
Vampire Training ch.1 | jyh
ch. 1: walls pairing: Vampire!Yunho x Reader genre: pre-established relationship, magic, angst, smut, fighting warnings: claustrophobia, mentions of blood, violence, shower sex, fighting, mentions of c*tting (not for the purposes of s3lf harm), drinking blood, nightmare
♡ series masterlist ♡
The walls close in.
Bit by bit they seal your fate. The only door taunting you as you tug and pull frantically.
One wall touches your shoulder, pushing you with it. You push against it, legs pushing against the floor as if you could force the whole thing back. Frenzied movements against the ground change as you turn around to claw at it. Maybe attempting to climb or maybe trying to dig through the wall. There wasn’t a plan or hope, just pure desperation. Resting against it on your shoulder giving one last push, you become aware of the tears. There’s nothing else to do as the other wall finally touches your other shoulder.
The weight of both walls restrict and move you. The pressure filling you at once then more and more. You feel sharpness shoot out of your gums and on instinct cry out before biting down hard.
“OW! FUCK”
Your eyes shoot open. Thank god it’s over. You recognize the warmth within a second before anything else comes back to you. Slowly, you feel the arms around you and the head resting against yours. You feel the neck bleeding from where your fangs are still sunk in and the wetness from your tears on the exposed skin all the way down between you.
Gently, you remove your mouth, laving over the wound carefully. It would heal quickly anyway but this was your unspoken apology. Like a dog licking their owner after misbehaving.
Only this wasn’t your fault. You breathed out qwuelling the familiar anger that wanted to bubble up. This wasn’t the time. You wanted all the comfort that came from being right there.
“Which dream?”
“The walls” you replied quietly.
“I’m sorry.” his sleep filled voice was sincere. You knew that. Yet you again couldn’t respond to it. You never could.
“I don’t wanna sleep anymore.” a sob building in your throat, he nods. He knows better than to speak right now. Swiftly, he moves to the edge of the bed with you still in his arms. He scoops you up fully as he stands to bring you to the bathroom.
As he starts the shower, you don’t dare look at the mirror. He glances over as he plays with the shower knobs, noticing your aversion to it. The face he loves completely wet with tears, slightly red from both released and held emotions, mouth and chin covered in blood-his- and eyes downcast and far away. He sighs turning back to the water.
You don’t notice he’s walking back until he’s right in front of you pulling up your shirt. He helps you shed your clothes before doing the same to his own. He guides you into the water, watching you carefully for some sign that it helps. He nearly smiles seeing your shoulders relax.
With careful hands he rubs at the drying blood with his thumb. You look up as if finally seeing him for the first time since you woke up. Your eyes stare at him with no hint of the conflict you felt moments prior.
You could see him clearly again. Your Yunho. The one you loved so deeply.
He’s simultaneously your savior and your jailor. The one that locked you in this prison disguised as a home yet saved you. He saved you from the dark depths of bloodlust and insanity though he dropped you into its grasp to begin with.
Yet when you look at him in moments like this it feels like he hung the moon. Everything is done with care for you, a smile gracing his lips most of the time as he does whatever you ask.
Though you were still a little dazed he knew the signs of what you wanted as you placed your hands gently on his neck. He searched your face a moment more for something before feeling satisfied to lean in. He gave you what you wanted when he could. He gave you pleasure every moment you wanted it and his arms for comfort when you needed.
In hot and heavy moments like these he always gave his all but now pushed himself past that to try to atone for the sin he committed against you.
His body pushed yours against the wall. Your hands slid down, holding his waist as you surrendered yourself to him. The feeling of his lips giving you more than you could ever want from a kiss. He tried to explain it before but you just cared it was him.
Passionately, he held you tightly as he fucked you against the slippery shower wall. Nails digging into his wet shoulders as he rolled and grinded his hips into you again and again. Your lips barely parted as he brought you over the edge twice.
You watch him quietly as he dries you, attentively patting every wet spot with the fluffy towel.
When he finally reaches your neck and notices your eyes on him he smiles. A hint of nervousness in it not going unnoticed. You simply smile and give him a sweet peck.
*
“One hour!”
“No.”
“Thrity minutes!”
“No.”
“Five minutes?” you were getting desperate now.
He paused what he was doing as if considering it. Though he wasn’t looking at you, it sparked a miniscule amount of hope until…“Nope.”
“UGHHHHHHH”
You begged him everyday to let you go outside. The off white walls of your apartment were honestly starting to make you sick.
It has been 6 months since the night Yunho turned you.
His words from that night haunted you constantly in the beginning. “I killed you.” Things were better now but they just sat in the back of your brain for dark or quiet moments where you were left with only your thoughts.
“It’s for you and everyone else. It’s-”
“Not safe.”you sighed finishing the familiar sentence with him. “I know”
A sad look drew down his handsome features. “You're still too unstable.”
You sat up. “How do you know? I’ve been cooped up for so long my body must be used to whatever now!”
He wanted to sigh and tell you it’s not “whatever”, considering he has explained the changes multiple times but instead, he smiled. “Maybe you're right. It’s got to be fine now.”
He stopped chopping vegetables to take a container from the cabinet. “I forgot to tell you I made these.” He pulled the lid of so you could see the small pastries.
You perked up as you grabbed one. “Thank you! Do you really mean it though?”
“We have to be sure like you said.”
You weren’t sure what changed his mind so easy this time since you were sure you made that argument before but you weren’t going to question it. Taking a huge bite of the sweet treat your brows furrowed.
Goosebumps spreading, tastebuds tingling, skin warm, fangs emerging. As you finally looked down you saw the red running down your hand. You instinctively licked your lip tasting it further.
The answer was obvious but you looked to Yunho. “What’s in this fucking thing?”
He took another bite of his. “You don’t like filling?”
He smiled, his fangs on display.
“F-F-u-ck,” your body pulsed roughly. You sunk to your knees with palms flat on the floor while your mouth watered profusely. Eyes glowing red, you looked up to where your boyfriend was knelt in front of you. He swiped his hand in the air as some of the pain and odd sensations dissipated. You knew he took away some of the pain as he had before. This time it made it slightly more bearable. Before it only dulled the pain enough to keep you from tearing at everything in your proximity.
You felt like a rapid animal as you regained a piece of your senses.
“Yeah baby, six months isn’t enough.”
*
Yunho’s mind couldn’t rest.
He watched you slept peacefully as he sat worried in the dark. You slept so soundly it was as if your life was as it was six months ago. Before he ruined your life.
That night haunts him constantly. He’s wanted to leave for so long, knowing he doesn’t deserve you. Someone who ruined your life doesn’t deserve your kindness and love. But he also knew he couldn’t abandon you to deal with the intense change he caused. It was better to stay by you rather than run like a coward.
He thinks about how the one spark of awareness saved him from ripping your jugular out. The one hint of your smell activated the smallest part of recognition to pull him back from the most monstrous vampiric instincts.
The vision of you naked bleeding out in his arms was almost too much to bear. Knowing he did it made him more lost. He acted without thought, moving not of his own volition. He watched like a passenger in his own body as he sliced at his arm and put the wound to your mouth. It dripped down your throat steadily.
His dark blood spilled from your mouth.
He waiting with bated breath before you convulsed. Eyes popping open to glow red before your throat released the worst scream he ever heard. So inhumane he feared he made a worse choice.
Through his squinted eyes as he flinched away from the sound he saw the fangs emerging in your open mouth.
Your eyes bled human red before running his darker color.
The screaming finally ceased. Your body began to sway. Yunho quickly caught your shoulders once again as you fell back.
He was breathing hard as the trauma of what just unfolded set in.
He couldn't dwell on it as he got to work preparing for when you woke up.
Currently he sighed as he pushed away the horrible memory.
He had to figure out the best course of action for what comes next.
A quick text was sent before he climbed into bed behind you. His heart swelled as he felt you move into his warmth more before relaxing.
He loved you so much that he could never forgive himself but maybe one day you could.
The Midnight hour is close at hand…
Darkness falls across the land (Halloween 2022)
Welcome to the masterlist of horroooooor... season 2! The landing page for all things spooky and spine-chilling 2023. Expect new drabbles and stories (and a continuation of last year's unfinished lineup). Inbox is open for requests! Don't forget to like or send a message to celebrate with me.
stories/oneshots:
Ringing
sexting... felix x reader ; smutty, mild scare
Woof
petplay gone wrong ateez (ot8) x reader; smutty, soft scare
Vampire Training ch.1 I jyh
series started last spooky season yunho x reader ; smutty, angsty, vampire themes
requests:
.
.
.
non spooky directory
🎃♡ Spooky Season 2023♡🔪
Girls when there are books to be read and spooky movies to be watched but they have responsibilities they must tend to
could you do something for seungmin😣 I know it’s scary time but could you do a fluffy one?? Halloween fluffy???
plz I just need more min
a/n: This was supposed to be fluffy(and it is) but it definitely wasn’t how it turned out haha I had a prompt I still wanted to use for seungminnie and it just became...well, yeah. I'll put the prompt I used at the end to avoid spoilers.
♡ spooky season 2023 ♡
“Can you stop cheating please?”
Seungmin laughs. “I told you last year to get better.”
With a pout, you accept your fourth defeat in a row. “Fine, then can we play something else.”
He pauses taking on a sorrowful face. “It’s almost 10, we should start the movie soon.” The implication is enough so you nod without looking up, not wanting to see the look on his face.
“Yeah,” you sigh.
He tries to put on a smile though it doesn’t reach his eyes as he goes over to the extensive movie collection on the shelves. “Casper right?”
You scoff, “A little on the nose isn’t it?”
“Aww cmon. How about ‘Ghost’?
“How about 'Ghostbusters'?” You joke, pushing him away playfully.
“Ok ok” He laughs heartily. You take in the sight of his joy. His adorable smile and the sound of his genuine laughter. You lock the moment away in your mind for later before it makes you too sad.
Skipping over the theme of ghosts completely, you settle on ‘Warm Bodies’. Seungmin’s house was definitely the best choice this year. Not only with the movie and game selection but privacy this time. This year, your house is the site of a loud horror movie sleepover party. Way too many things and way too many people. His house was quiet thanks to other parties farther away and much more alcohol-fueled.
Partway through the movie, something about his proximity swirls your emotions again. Close but not close enough, though too nervous to do anything about it. You fidget and squirm with the rising feelings until the arm thrown around you pulls you tighter. He brings your legs onto his lap and hugs you closer. As you look up to his face his eyes are still on the screen but he is wearing a comforting smile. You snuggle into him and you swear his cheeks redden ever so slightly.
When the movie finally finishes, you are both relieved and anxious to see its 11:32.
Usually by now you would just talk casually, dissecting the movie or laughing about how hard you jumped at every jumpscare. This time, it’s silent. You can’t bring yourself to say much after the heartwarming ending. You want to keep the feeling of the love story but how can you when you know what’s coming? The tightness in your chest is already starting.
“_____?”
Seungmin is looking at you expectantly. You don’t say anything as you see confusion and sadness as well. It’s only when he wipes away a tear from your cheek that you realize you’re crying a bit.
You want to tell him you’re ok, that you’ll be fine. But you can’t lie like that, not right now. You think of the feelings you’ve been forced to keep to yourself and how you don’t want to long for him in silence anymore. Without a warning from your own brain you surge forward, kissing him. Understandably it takes a moment for him to comprehend what just happened but he kisses back happily. His arms tighten around you as he deepens the kiss. You put all your passion for him into it knowing you can’t express it so easily with words. A hand caresses your damp face making you both realize you are still spilling tears.
He finally pulls away for you to see he’s doing the same. You hate to see the pain in his eyes though you know now you’re feeling the exact same even more so than you thought.
As he opens his mouth to speak, he stops, eyes widening as he looks at something over your shoulder.
“It’s almost time.”
Your heads falls forward against his chest with a sob.
“I know.” he says softly. He lets you cry for a moment, unsure of how to comfort you since he feels the same helpless sorrow. As you sniffle and sit up, he stands, letting your legs fall from his lap.
He reaches a hand out for you. As you take it, you both walk outside.
The street is quiet. No wild parties with drunk people flooding from houses are taking place in the neighborhood. It made for a calm night but now it just seems lonely. He squeezes your hand tighter indicating he feels the same.
You two walk silently into the street and as your house gets closer you fold more into his side.
He stops right in the middle bringing you in front of him so you don’t have to look at it. You rest your hands on his waist as he holds your face, giving you another half-hearted smile. It would help ease the pain a little but the tightness in your chest is getting worse. You ball your fists, grabbing his shirt with them. You know he feels it too but he keeps his brave face.
“It’ll be alright. I’ll just be across the street.”
With all the longing that's to come, you throw yourself into his arms as the tightness begins to spread.
You hold him tight, not willing to let him go so easy. He does the same whimpering “no, no please” as he feels the pull begin.
As the loud chimes begin to signal midnight, you feel like you're being torn apart. You grip harder, tears wetting your faces, noses running, but neither of you care. You hear his cries get louder next to your ear.
Until silence.
The pull has ceased and now you only hear faint music. You will yourself to open your eyes.
As you see the same window, you begin to wail. This spot haunts you constantly but no more than in this moment. It is where you died. The spot you bled out in. The spot you return to every year at November 1st.
With new tears, you run down the stairs and out the door. You rush to the edge of the property, falling on your knees when you can’t go any further. You shriek and sob into the night before you see Seungmin on the opposite side of the street doing the same thing. His face is just as wet as his body shakes with emotion. His glossy eyes are stuck on you as he wishes he could just walk the short distance.
You futilely raise your arm, pushing against the invisible barrier. It was no use as always.
Both stuck in the places your lives ended to suffer 364 days of the year until your lonely souls can find solace in the other once again.
Prompt: 🌙Mutual Pining trope - but they’re ghosts who haunt the houses across the street from each other and can only leave their property on Halloween night!
Would anyone be down for me extending Spooky season a little bit?👻🎃🔪
I want to do more in the first bit of November then do a Poly November thing for the rest of the month
HAPPY HALLOWEEN🎃
Happy spooky day to everyone! I hope you all have a great one whether it’s trick or treating, partying, or at home reading some kinktober/spooky season. However you’re celebrating enjoy it!💙🔪
Poll is still up but looks like most people are on board to extend Spooky Season a bit before giving some poly November.
Hope everyone checks out what’s been posted so far and enjoys
Spooky Season 2023 ♡
Torn Patience | cjh
jongho x reader 18+ only, minor dni warnings: non-con, mention of stalking, mild somnophilia, yandere behavior, dacryphilia, fingering, masturbation, bit of rough grabbing
a/n: not the most intense thing on this platform by any means but one of the more dark things I've written. I left out a lot in trying to make it too dark for a short drabble but it still could be triggering so read the warnings PLEASE
“I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I’m going crazy. It’s because I love you.”
You flinched. Everything had escalated so quickly.
10 minutes ago, he was kissing you so deeply it made your head spin but after a simple rejection he was now a madman.
“Jongho I-”
“No! No you’re done talking. Do you understand how long I’ve waited to breathe your air? Touch your skin?”
He’s quiet, staring incredulously but you stay silent knowing he doesn’t really want an answer from you. He slowly knelt down. “I’m sorry. I am so so sorry but you don’t have a choice anymore.”
Before his words can settle in your mind for reaction, his hands are grabbing you and throwing you over his shoulder. You yelp grab at the back of his shirt.
He expertly navigates to your bedroom. Passing your closed office door and the bathroom straight in to throw you on the bed. “How did-”
He leans down, getting in your face and caging you in place with fist on the mattress on either side of you. “Baby, didn’t I say I waited so long? In that time I had to do something.”
He leans down grazing your neck. You were sure he sniffed you but you were too confused and frightened to care about the smallest of his transgressions. He stood up suddenly, backing up with his normal smile. It was adorable as he chuckled. If it wasn’t for the things he was saying you would think he just played a horrible prank on you. “In that time, I had to keep myself sane. My brothers told me to “ease up” “give this one space”. Hwa hyung always says “Patience is a virtue” but he’s never been in love like this.” At those words his smile fades, his eyes are dark and lidded. “I familiarized myself with your home. Our home. Left traces of me everywhere and took things of yours you wouldn’t miss until I could move in and return them.”
“You l-left things?”
“Of course. I couldn’t have you feeling lonely.
You looked down as your eyes widened, thinking about all the times you smelled wiffs of an unfamiliar scent in your house.
He grows excited. “Did you notice? I knew it! I knew you would appreciate it!”
“What did you do?”
He doesn’t even realize your disgust. “I would wash my face with your products, or lay in your bed when your were working overtime. I perfected the way you made your bed before I got in. Couldn’t mess up your routine. I even thought about you in the shower. Never turned it on though, I coudn’t be too reckless.” he laughed despite the other reckless things he just named. “Did you ever notice?”
The thought always worked him up. Knowing that you could see his cum on the walls of the shower or by the drain. But no, you never did. He knew you mindlessly wandered to the shower not even bothering to look as you reached in to turn it on before stripping. His gifts were washed away before you even appreciated them. But he never minded too much. He knew when the day finally came he would give you a better gift.
“No? Don’t worry, we shared some of those moments together.” he brushed hair way from your face.
Your head snapped up. “What do you mean by that?”
“I had you share moments with me.” The hand that moved the hair begins to stroke your head gently. “A few times I needed to feel closer to you.”
“Jongho-”
“I just pulled the covers back.”
“Jongho stop-”
“You were so pretty. So delicate laying there waiting for me.”
You plugged your ears.
“I gave you everything I had, usually on your sheets but you can’t blame me for loosing control. But only once, I wiped you clean after.”
“You-You-” You pulled back, cradling and covering yourself.
Quickly, he caught on to your assumption. “_____, not that! I wouldn’t!”
Your eyes bulged. “Not that?? You’ve admitted to breaking and entering, stalking, stealing, and god knows what else your cryptic words mean.”
He sighed, hand fisting the fabric of his shirt over his stomach to keep himself grounded. “I told you I love you and that I have been waiting! I wanted to see your face, I want you fully awake for our first time. Isn’t that more special?”
You ignored his creepy question. “You said we shared a moment.”
“If I’m going to pleasure myself I want to share that with you whenever possible. I restrained myself everytime from waking you up on my cock but fuck-” His hand travels south. “If I’m stuck fucking my hand I needed to atleast be near you.”
You stayed quiet, looking on frightened and wary as he started to touch himself. “I promise I kept the best parts for us to experience together. You can’t blame me for needing you.”
He started to breath harder. His knee propped up on the bed and you scooted back as his hand slipped into his waist band now. “It was only looking at first but then I-I needed to touch you. Your skin was so soft.”
Flashes of your form in the dark room came to mind. How you shuddered in your sleep when he dragged his knuckles down your side. Just moments before he had been afraid to touch you, nearly cumming when he first felt the softness under his fingers. He tugged on his cock as he stared at you. A darker part of him wishing you would wake up and see him, give him an excuse to take you then. You would be happy to see him he just knew it. But instead the gentle breathing continued as he spilled onto your bed, milking his cock for everything he had. Only for you.
He wiped up a majority leaving only suspicious looking stains on the sheets. Before he cleaned his hand he touched your ass through your sleep shorts. He told himself he didn’t mean to leave a stain but of course he did. The most he could do to mark you in some way without loosing all his senses.
Your whimpers brought him back to reality. Back to you cowering on the bed, eyes glued to the outline of what was happening behind the fabric of his pants. He smiled.
“I won’t leave you out this time.” he grabbed your thighs roughly dragging you down the bed.
Feebly you protested, trying to keep your knees together. “Jongho don’t-”
His hands pried them apart with little effort. The skirt from your date pushed up to your waist from your open thighs. His eyes sparkled with delight. “Is this for me?” His fingers ran down the wet spot on your panties, pushing the fabric against your heat further. Your legs tried to close again when he brushed your sensitive clit but he was too fast. You listened to his deep chuckle as you squeezed your eyes shut. You were angry at your body for betraying you. You rationalized that it was from making out with him earlier. However you knew that wasn’t the full truth, the look of him standing over you while he pleasured himself to the thought of you was also the cause. But how could you rationize THAT?
You should be scared. You ARE scared.
So what is happening?
Too lost in your thoughts, he began to slip off your panties. You regained sanity to grab them. You shook your head as he tried to tug them down.
He looked almost bored for a moment before he moved his hand briefly only to rip them. You tried to hold the fabric but it was no use. He peeled the wet cotton away and cursed.
“Jongho-” you meekly called. He looked up to your face, tears pricking your eyes. He watched, waiting until one fell before moving to hover over you. Wiping it with the back of his finger, he brings it to his mouth. He licks obscenely before moving the digit downward. You feel it slip past your clit trying to close your legs but his legs are preventing you from doing so. Before you can try to move further, his finger is slipping into your entrance. Your mouth opens, dropping soft sounds into his ears. Half protest half moan.
“We’re finally sharing this moment. I knew it would be worth it to see your face.” The face in question wet with tears from the jumble of emotions both frightening and increasingly pleasurable.
He smiles before laying a soft kiss to side of your mouth. “I love you.”
first sentence prompt from here ♡ spooky season 2023