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jacenotjason · 2 months

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more opposite father gregor stuff

so i think it would be cool if instead of being chased around town, Moloch was doing the chasing. Like OP. Gregor uses all his resources saving Patty, so once he realizes hes not done and Moloch appears (in all his opposite icy glory) he decides to grab the kids and make a run for the church to finish the job

au still belongs to @zleepysnails ive jsut taken it hostage

opposite Molochs design was inspired by a yeti, and also this fuckin thing

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l0vism00n · 2 months

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Silly opposite goobers!! Ask them questions if you want to!! 🌟

#spooky month #spooky month fanart #spooky month kevin #spooky month jack #spooky month john #spooky month au #spooky month opposites au #sm opposites au

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eatyourmaker · 21 days

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GOOD NEWS I GOT PERMISSION TO FLESH OUT OP IGNACIO, OPPOSITE FIREYFAITH IS REAL!!

this version of the ref is censored due to a depiction of SH, i didn't know how you'd react so I just censored it completely to be safe lol

ANYWAYS here he is!

POV you invite your tall goth boyfriend over and he just bullies you

NOOOOOOOOOFBSJDJDNDND

"Damn bitch you live like this?" So real though. Ignacio clean your fucking house.

#spooky month #spooky month sr pelo #sr pelo spooky month #spooky month father gregor #father gregor #spooky month ignacio #ignacio #opposite au #ask

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crossover-enthusiast · 1 month

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I uh attempted to make an opposite radford for Zleepys AU

I don’t know how I feel about him but there he is

I love him

Honestly if I was Kevin I'd play with his weird heart hair too

#I was wondering if there was a opposite Rad #Spooky Month #Radford #Kevin #Amazing art!#AU #JNJ

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not-the-cheese · 10 months

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one sentence(ish) summaries of every magnus archive episode PART 2

(eps 61-110) thank u for the funny comments and tags on the last part i love u guys

the rest of these may take a while as i've caught up to where i am currently in the podcast but i will finish them like in a month i promise

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61. the thrilling sequel to man does not open coffin: man DOES open coffin.

62. surely this doctor can find an easier way to scam people out of money than putting them in a little book.

63. THE DARK ATE MY BROTHER IN LAW.

64. this is possibly the plot of laura croft tomb raider

65. mmm crumchy

66. what's the opposite of an unboxing video

67. as close to a coffeeshop au as you're going to get from this podcast

68. Doctors hate him! Man REFUSES to die from tuberculosis!

69. your college's psych department has the worst idea ever.

70. reverse death note

71. not even death will stop this woman from taking the british subway

72. man doesn't want to be low key racist in his last moments before getting eaten

73. police versus the second coming of dark jesus

74. lady is haunted by an ad for coffee

75. mike crew says "uh fuck it let's just put this guy on a skyscraper forever"

76. ryan from buzzfeed unsolved breaks into a train yard and suffers consequences

77. you're not a enough of a bitch to be my real mom

78. man gets harassed by his cousin and then exorcises him

79. you know that chase scene in scooby doo with the doors

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80. stupid idiot motherfucking jurgen leitner

81. i have been personally victimized by the sequel to the hungry hungry caterpillar

82. pov: elias threatens to cancel you

83. mannequin takes matters into its own hands after people don't like its pitch for a new window display

84. a hoarder put newspaper on my friend's face :(

85. hey there's maybe a little man upon these stairs?

86. man gets got by a squiggly thing in the dark.

87. plumber is so oblivious to spooky happenings around him that it possibly saves his life.

88. guys i think this guy likes to dig

89. lesbian investment banker finds a new, less evil job: arson!

90. guy who turns people's bones starts a gym where he promises not to turn your bones! (he is lying)

91. i was stalked by lightning for 10 years and i all i got were these stupid scars

92. jonah magnus is a bad friend // another day another elias slay

93. ocd is no match for purple fuzz

94. let the bodies drop gently to the floor let the bodies drop gently to the floor

95. im so sorry my brain refuses to remember what the war ones were about but i think one guy got gently kissed on the forehead so that's pretty nice.

96. diversity wins! the not-quite-human delivery men who stole your identity and business are maybe gay?

97. man gets gaslighted by an entire town about a hole

98. 🎶mister sandman bring me a dream, actually don't, please stay far from me 🎶

99. another one bites the dust

100. archival assistants face off against the general public (they lose)

101. jon finally levels up high enough to unlock an eldritch horror's tragic backstory

102. LOCAL MAN MARRIES BUG

103. peppa eats a clown and they cover her in concrete instead of congratulating her.

104. pennywise stole my brother's skin

105. it's world war z baby

106. Something Big Is In Space.

107. man is interrogated about the time he saw thomas the train roasts people alive and also sans is there

108. actor is stalked by mask who liked his monologue so much that it tells its mask friends to come watch.

109. sometimes a family is just a serial killer's daughter and that guy who maybe killed some vampires

110. yeah man those spiders be eating

Part 1 |

#tma #i hope this convinces you to listen to tma #the magnus archives #sasha james #jon sims #podcasts #gay podcasts #elias bouchard #peter lukas #melanie king #gerard keay #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #jonmartin #funny #one sentence summaries #sillyposting #Youtube #queer

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ghouljams · 9 months

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Okay, what about an actual ghost Ghost? Like some haunted house type stuff? I mean the whole 9 yards. Dead trees, big creaky metal fence with spikes, ominously timed thunder? A weird old man that tells you to ‘stay away from that house’ before mysteriously disappearing. Not to mention the fact that the real estate person didn’t tell you about the long murderous history the house has and if you just so happen to stumble into a secret room? What’s the worst that could happen, right?

God, I need another au like I need a hole in my head but I am a Ghost fan first. Also I could not get this very specific image out of my head. Reader as a first time home owner who never thought they'd buy a house because the economy and all that, but this place is so cheap they just jump at the chance. And once they're in that's it, nothing is getting them to move, not even an ominous house with a murderous history. They're refurbishing the whole place, making it livable, even a Ghost won't stop them.

You sit in the middle of a salt circle in your living room watching the whole place fall apart. Your books ripped off the shelf, your lamps thrown against the walls your photos are falling off of, your furniture shakes and shivers menacingly, the whole thing reminds you of a self contained tornado. Spooky. Or it would be if you hadn't been dealing with this for the last few months. Horror stories get a little boring when you've been living them, daily monotony starts to kick in somewhere between the flickering lights and flying knives.

You lean forward when you hear your knife block tip over, steal embedding itself into the wall opposite you as your kitchen knives whiz past. He always gives you some indication before the dangerous stuff starts flying. Sort of soft for a dead soldier, you think. You sit back up, sniff and check your phone. You'd bet you have another minute of this at least.

"Can we speed up your tantrum, I have work in the morning," You remind your ghastly roommate. Everything pauses, floating in the air around you with an eerie silence. Then it all comes crashing down, everything in your immediate surroundings hits the floor. It reminds you of your little cousin throwing a toy on the ground because you threatened to take it away. Even your bookshelf tips over. That's new, considering it came with the house, usually your ghost leaves it up.

You sigh and push yourself to your feet, blink up at the proud shadow that stands behind you when you turn. Their shoulders raise and lower like they're out of breath, the action so thoroughly alive that you almost mistake the wraith for something human.

"Tea," he rasps at you.

"I thought you'd appreciate something new," You tell him with a raised brow.

"Don't like," He breathes, getting more than a single word out of your ghost is a slow -and rather recent- process, "new."

"Yeah, I'm getting that." You look around your house, your shared house, it's clear the previous resident doesn't appreciate what you're doing with the place. Your eyes set on the only untouched corner of the house. A little corner shelf holding candles and a cracked black mug, charcoal drawings with rolled edges and wilting flowers. "Fine," you relent, "no more coffee."

#cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost mw2 #ghost x reader #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #simon riley #simon riley x reader #ghost au

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vixezn · 8 months

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Do you know about the opposite wally au if so can we both normal yandere wally and opposite wally yandere fighting over y/n

Oooo there’s gonna be some tension going on in here! Coming right up!

(To not have any confusion, let’s say that OG Wally is Wally (underlined) and opposite Wally is Wally (italicized)!!)

🗝️ - When the two aus met, there was some… confusion!

🗝️ - Of course, there was obviously some conflict that goes on between Wally and Wally!

🗝️ - But when it comes to you? Things can get a little… heated.

🗝️ - Wally had always loved to spend time with you before, because, well, you’re you!

🗝️ - But now that he’s aware of the threat that Wally is… he prefers is he hangs out with you at his own house.

🗝️ - They both try to convince you to stay away from the opposing AU, for example, Wally had tried to dissuade you with comments like, “but he’s so aggressive towards you” or “I would never pair those choices of clothing together… they clash!”

🗝️ While Wally becomes blatantly snarky with his choice of words, some examples being “but he’s so lame! Who would want to just stare at apples all day?” along with “blue hair does not suit you at all”.

🗝️ - Just little tidbits of their toned down opinions of each other!

🗝️ - Now, there are some occasions where their ACTUAL opinions come out of hiding, and when they do, it isn’t pretty!

🗝️ - If you’re caught being a little too close with either of the Wallys, you’re bound to witness some violence and/ or manipulation.

🗝️ - You bet your ass that both of the Wallys are going to try to one-up each other when it comes to painting, no matter what it is!

🗝️ - (Though, they would prefer if they just painted you.)

🗝️ - And while they may be distracted with showing off to their precious darling you, there is still no way that you’ll be able to escape their love!

🗝️ - Because they’ll always have an eye on you! No matter what.

Sorry for the unannounced hiatus when it comes to these requests! I’ve been focusing more on school and art recently!! I’ll be trying to get onto these requests for the spooky month ❤️

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iloveyousomuchxoxoxo · 1 month

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RULES AND INFO !!

HELLO!! It's a pleasure to see you here!

I'm a FANFIC WRITER!! Gasps!

Multi-fandom, too!

Sooo, HERE'S THE FANDOMS I'LL RIGHT FOR!

Eddsworld ;; {AU'S INCLUDED TOO;; Opposite day AU, Tomsworld ect ect AND ELLSWORLD} Tom Tord Edd Matt Eduardo Mark Jon

That's Not My Neighbor ;; Francis (I haven't seen enough stuff on the rest of the characters yet, but feel free to request anyone else)

Spooky Month ;; Lila Father Gregor Mayor Evermore Bob Frank Streber Kevin

Deltarune ;; Kris Susie Noelle Berdly Ralsei Spamton Seam Jevil

Undertale ;; {AU'S ALSO-- LIKE ANY AU.} Sans Papyrus Undyne Alphys

Hazbin Hotel ;; Charlie Vaggie Lucifer Alastor Sir Pentious Angel Dust Vox Velvette Valentino

WHAT YOU CAN REQUEST ;;

NSFW/Smut/lemon

Angst

Platonic

Yandere

Headcanons

Char x reader x char

Char x char (DEPENDING ON WHAT CHARACTERS. THERE ARE SOME SHIPS I WILL NOT DO.)

Dub/noncon

Basically anything, really

WHAT YOU CAN'T REQUEST ;;

Inc3st

P3doph3lia

STUFF LIKE THAT. YA NASTIES.

Okay that's pretty much it

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jacenotjason · 2 months

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i came up with this stupid oppostie Gregor design for gits and shiggles but I actually love him. oh and moloch

au belongs to @zleepysnails

he looks like my grandpa.....

#spooky month #father gregor #spooky month father gregor #father gregor spooky month #spooky month opposite au #moloch spooky month #moloch #sm6 #spooky month 6 #spoilers #spoilers!#spooky month spoilers #opposite father gregor #opposite gregor

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headingalaxys-spicy · 8 months

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Can we add a grim reaper darling in your angel/demon au? A neutral being between angels and demons but still have distaste for both of them due to demons interfering with their soul collecting. And angles looking down on them because soul collecting is their punishment for not appreciating the gift of life once given to them and they ungreatfully gave it up. (In short, self deletion)

Of course, they will fall in love with them but since grim reapers don't discriminate and they take down whoever gets in their way or needs to go. The yanderes would really need to be careful with this darling. Because they all know where it will end if they made the wrong move, at the end of their death scythe's blade.

Happy First day of October ya'll! Spooky asks will be posted all this month!

Of course, they will fall in love with them but grim reapers don’t discriminate and they take down whoever gets in their way. The yanderes will need to be careful with this darling. Because they all know where it will end if they made it the wrong move: at the end of deaths blade.

I’m going to be doing this in groups with their opposites.

America, England, Germany, & Japan (Angels)

When it comes to keeping track of you it’s likely they have one of their right hands or a high ranking Angel handling the job. Such things like what your process when you soul collect? Do you spend more time in limbo, the human realm, or the underworld. These are all preliminary info so that they at least have some decent reason to approach you. Depending on your mood & the task you just completed: collecting the actual soul or recording the death. (Which is where the real emotional drain is for you because you do have to get into the nitty-gritty details on what led-up to their death in case any other other worldy being has inquiries.)

Depending on the life that the hamn lived these records are used as tie breakers on where a soul is sent. They’ll always ask for “help” in finding one soul or another to possibly strike up a longer conversation that hopefully leads into non-work related subjects.

America, England, Germany, & Russia (Demons)

They’ll have scouter demons hunt for common portal spots that you use when you’re about to collect a mass amount of souls when a major catastrophic event happens. They like to disrupt you during these events because they know it prevents souls from receiving a final judgment/ resting place in a timely manner. The scouts typically use cherry bombs, fire arrows and bullets doused in otherwordly sleeping agents, and cause freaky storms that affect the souls that had just died. This provokes you enough to where you do occasionally attack. When you do so they get a better gauge on yor fighting style, strength, and any other combat attributes they should take note of to report back to their demon kings. They do this because every blue moon they do come up with elaborate plans to ensnare you. These attacks either leave you with a major migraine, a hangover or being irritated to hell.

They’re also not above putting trackers in your dark robe.

China, France, Japan, & Spain (Angels)

This is a dangerous as fuck tactic but they enjoy watching you while you counsel souls. They will disguise themselves as a human so that they can watch as you assess the prominent / defining moments and on some occasions, advocates for souls who’d been given unfair judgments. It's dangerous for them because its disrespectful to the soul in question to have other angels listen in who have little to no involvement. They’ll allow their ears to literally burn so that they can linger close as possible without being seen, while you ease mortal souls into being on a new plane of existence. Once you do catch that you have other “humans” in you midst, you politely pause the session that you had with the human to you can bring out your scythe to smite the nosey angels with lightning or fire. You intentionally miss them, but get your shots close enough to make a point.

If they refuse to leave after the first few minutes of being shot at, then you do transform your blade into a machine gun-like weapon with blessed bullets designed to hinder angels. The bullets have some long-lasting inconvenient effects such as:

Being inebriated for up to a week

Sudden points in time where an angel will just knock out to be unconscious for varying periods of time. So it’s best for Angels not to fly for a month or so after being hit by one of these bullets.

Only France has been hit and oh boy has he been able to tell the story of wow being hit by one is awful. This happened after he tried to give you roses while still in his human form. Being “brave for the sake of love” was a really stupid idea.

Canada, England, Italy,& Romano (Demons)

Requests the aid of imps to keep an eye out for you whenever you happen to be in their area of hell conducting official business on behalf of a mortal soul. You tend to be kurt with them if they try to extend past basic pleasantries. It also doesn’t help that they do try to give whatever spirit that you’re trying to obtain justice for unfair, cruel & downright inhumane contracts. It’s even worse if said person's soul fell into their specific domain & got trapped there. (The demon kings to some extent, do soul collecting of their own. Souls can move between the kingdoms. Just it’s sometimes difficult depending on the season amount of light, fire, ice etc that can obstruct passageways… and the demonic beasts that roman freely that are hungry for souls.

They’ll set up traps, incantations, and even love potions to conjure up ways to bring you to one of the demon kings that’s paying the highest ransom and imps that are loyal and eager to Arthur, Feliciano, Matthew, or Romano’s trust and be boosted within their societies. The adrenaline

, drugs, and determination will be running rampant in all of the underworlds. These demons will be excited to get prestige if they manage to succeed. Hell, even ripping off a piece of your long dark robes or chipping the polished wood off your blade would get them a hefty prize.

America, Canada, England, and Russia (Angels)

Collaboratively, over a few drinks they will start by dabbling in poetry to try and seduce you with gentle, melodic words. This works…for like the time it takes for a leaf to fall to the ground. You’ll pause and roll your glowing eyes at the thought of trying to persuade you with fluffy words that offer no real sustenance. You slowly raise your hand that holds your scythe upwards like a ticking clock.

“If you’re smart, you’ll heed my warning. Prepare to feel pain so bad that you’ll want the ability to die.” They’ll be biting on their nails mentally but will but on a facade that shows otherwise.

America: “You can’t; it’s against heaven’s rules, dude! You wouldn’t want to upset the contract you signed.”

Canada: “We’re in the mortal realm. There are people who could get hurt.”

England: “You’re going to make it come to life and become a terrible beast. Those things can become harder than Cerberus dogs to tame, make a deal with, or to knock out.

Russia: “Not a very friendly thing for you to do Y/N.” Their eyes will be glaring laser beams at your onyx clothes. You didn’t flinch at the holier-than-thou glares that they were giving you. You bring both of your arms up over yor head, giving the weak threats no place to sit in your mind. You needed them out of your way, you had important business to conduct. Retreating is suggested since being sliced in half isn’t pleasant nor is having your wings hacked off. Matthew was the only one who decided to teleport away. Alfred, Arthur, and Ivan decided to fuck around and find out. You cut their wings off slowly…. To make sure they’ll never try that dumb shit ever again.

Germany, Italy, Japan, Prussia, Romano, & Spain (Angels)

They all have the clever idea to disguise themselves as animals and mask their angelic auras this way you’re less likely to detect them. You’re not able to detect them unless they’re within 4 feet of you so this is a strong spell that is highly effective. Your work requires you to concentrate mainly on human souls. However, you have a few handpicked assistants who manage all of the animal clients. You only hired the most tender-hearted people. This group will follow you disguised as:

German Shepard (Ludwig)

Persian Cat (Feliciano)

Hokkaido Fox (Kiku)

Hedgehog (Antonio)

Corsican Red Deer (Romano)

Grey Wolf (Gilbert)

They use these disguises to follow you around and eavesdrop on conversations you have with mortal souls and your workers. They do this in order to see what angels have been assigned to a human case so that they can ask for exchanges and make reasonable requests as to why they should be done, in order to gain cases that need your close monitoring. When they do manage to bribe a few cases away from those who need to work closely with you, the working relationships are vastly different depending on who it is.

Ludwig, Kiku, and Gilbert it’s smooth and despite the extra stares that they give you while you talk or them inching a little closer to you than you’d like it’s not so bad. However, the complete opposite is for Antonio, Feliciano, & Romano they slow down the process with archaic rituals & rites just so you’ll have to spend more of eternity with them. In the beginning, you roll your eyes and allow it to continue since you understood that beings of light and darkness had spiritual needs that had to be met. The three of them will take the hint when your bony fingers impatiently drum on the desk. They’ll pick up the pace and, while doing so hope that their small act of consideration will change your mind about being with them.

China, Japan, Prussia, Spain (Demons)

They come together to create an elaborate plan to catch your attention to win you over with disguises, food, meddling with client files, human lives, and many other atrocities that 100% violate quite a few points in the Geneva Convention.

Let's just say that they did some meddling in a few nations' politics. Used their demonic power to create more chaos within places of high power to the lower classes of societies. Spread the worries and the woes. Misery loves company, doesn’t it? Spread it out in droves. People gossip about how things are as they shouldn’t be. From this point onward, it will be a chain reaction of tension and anger. Like dominoes toppling over, so do many relationships where toxic new ones will form.

Angels will become busier than usual to diffuse some of the ignited bombs of hate. Some attempts were successful, others not so much. Leaving some parts of humanity in the midst of the rubble. While much of heaven is trying to manage the fires out on earth, Kiku and Yao will take the time to raid the files and shuffle them. This will make the average time for souls to receive a final judgment much longer. Keeping more people in limbo. More resources will have to be diverted in a reorganization effort, causing you to have to work closely with both head angels and the head demons. Even if you’re reprimanding them, they’ll take the added time you talk to them as a win.

The final judgments will also be affected because people behave differently whenever a sudden onset crisis like war, flood, fires, etc happen. The result of the meddling resulted in 250k+ people. You won’t be getting a decent amount of rest for 10 years managing these cases. But it was your duty….So you pulled out a statute of justice scale to help you judge where souls will go.

Bonus: (I’m not entirely sure why I wrote it but I thought it was funny to add in what others in this would be doing while all of this was going on.)

The Nordics

They’re having a blast whether they’re demons or angels laughing at the chaos…. But do have a reason to intervene if the fighting causes too much disruption and destruction. They will try the diplomatic middle by using a delicate mix of force, deals, trades etc to ease the conflict. And yes, the Nordic Angels and Demons are on the same team like superheroes. Haha. Just like Denmark has always wanted. (Cue all the furniture from IKEA to form the giant robot man.)

Hungary, Austria, Liechtenstein, & Switzerland

Having a fancy tea party / sleepover to pass the time until they stop hearing screams from an angel being tormented outside.

Prussia

Helping Germany in all scenarios.

Thanks for reading ya’ll! Happy Spooky Season.

#hws #hetalia fandom #hetalia #hws america #yandere hetalia #alfred f jones #hws germany #hws canada #hws russia #hetalia demon au #hetalia angel au #headingalaxys writes stuff #hetalia headcannons #hetalia fanfiction #hetalia fanfiction writers #hetalia fanfiction writer

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sunny6677 · 9 months

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OKAY SO I MADE AN AU BUT NONE OF THESE DRAWINGS ARE MINE I JUST EDITED THEM

It's called the Saturated AU, and it's kinda like a spooky month opposite day au.

TW: GOOD CHARACTERS BEING BAD PEOPLE IN THIS AU BECAUSE ITS THE OPPOSITE AU, NEGLECT, SHITTY PARENTING.

#spooky month #saturated au #kevin spooky month #frank spooky month #hatzgang spooky month #pump spooky month #skid spooky month #lila spooky month #jaune spooky month #read the tws

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rainisawriter · 8 months

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Cowardly San – San (PSF #1)

Ficography

Genre: Halloween, fluff, angst, non-idol au, cowardly lion au?

Prompt: “I’ve got you.” (@flufftober)

Word Count: 3,504

Pairing: Reader x San

World: Ateez

A/N: This was originally written as an original piece because I wanted to do half original and half fanfiction but I changed my mind as usual and went all fanfics lmao I didn’t have the time or energy to rewrite this so I just edited it and chose San so he might be out of character, don’t come for me Atiny! ò.ó)/

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Halloween has always been your favorite time of year. You loved scaring people and watching horror movies because you never got scared. Most horror movies were mere comedies to you. In fact, you’ve been kicked out of the movie theater multiple times for laughing during horror flicks.

On the opposite side of the coin, your boyfriend hated Halloween. He was a sensitive man who got scared easily and simply couldn’t stomach horror. San was often bullied during his school years because of this which only made him hate the holiday even more.

It was so bad that, had you started dating him closer to Halloween, he probably would have broken up with you as soon as he learned about your love of all things spooky. As it turns out, though, you met each other at the beginning of the year and he had fallen deeply in love with you by the time he found out.

Last year was your first Halloween together, but he was terrified of you finding out about his secret. He didn’t want you to hate him or, worse, look down on him. He wouldn’t be able to stomach it if you said he wasn’t a man like so many others had before. To combat this, he told you that he had to leave town to be with his sick sister and her three kids.

San’s sister wasn’t sick, but she agreed to play along with his scheme just so he would stop begging. She made sure to scold him for his choice.

“Relationships built on lies won’t last,” she had told him. “And if she can’t accept you for who you are, she’s trash.”

He knew she was right but he had never fallen in love as hard as he had with you. He didn’t want to lose you. He didn’t want you to look down on him.

All year long, he steeled himself to tell you the truth before Halloween arrived. It wasn’t even December yet, he had plenty of time… right? It felt as if he blinked and it was already October again. Where had all the time gone? More importantly, where had his resolve gone?

San stared at the date on his phone, wishing it was incorrect but he knew it wasn’t.

October 1st, it read.

He could hear you in the kitchen of the apartment you shared, humming the tune of some Halloween song. October was the only month that you woke up before him, simply unable to contain your excitement.

Could he really take that away from you just because he’s a scaredy cat? He feared he would ruin the holiday for you. A groan passed his lips as he covered his face. Why was this so hard? All he had to do was say he didn’t like Halloween. It should be simple!

It wasn’t, though, not for him. In that moment, it felt like the hardest thing he’s ever had to do.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, he slid out of bed, running a hand through his messy brown hair. There was a loose floorboard at the end of the hall that creaked whenever someone stepped on it, thus alerting you to his presence.

You smiled brightly at him. “Morning, baby. Spooky season is officially here!”

“Morning,” he mumbled back softly, settling down at the table. He loved the way your eyes sparkled during October, it was the only thing he enjoyed about the month. To him, you were already gorgeous, but you became an absolute goddess when your eyes sparkled. He felt like the luckiest man alive.

You set down a plate of freshly made pancakes on the table and he winced when he saw them. They had been made using Halloween cutters – skulls, hands, creepy looking Jack-o-Lanterns. There was even a cobweb pancake which nearly made him shiver. He hated spiders.

Normally, he would eat two or three pancakes, but there were only two Jack-o-Lantern pancakes and you took one. It was the only shape he could bring himself to eat.

You frowned at him when you noticed this. “Are you okay, babe?”

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine. Why?”

“You usually eat more than that.”

“Ah… I’m just not very hungry this morning. Maybe I’m getting a bug or something,” he mumbled, feeling guilty for lying to you again. His sister’s words echoed through his mind again.

You leaned across the table, resting the back of your hand against his forehead. “Hm, you don’t feel warm. We’ll have to keep an eye on it. Let me know if you feel worse, okay?”

San could only nod, eyes focused on the pancake. He suddenly didn’t feel very hungry at all.

“Spirit Halloween opens today. I’m so excited, they have the best decorations.”

He tried not to, but his mind conjured images of the apartment decoded to the nines with all manner of spooky decorations and he couldn’t suppress his shiver. He glanced at you to see if you had noticed, but you were still talking about the store.

“I’ve been saving up all year, too, so I can go all out!”

He cleared his throat, shifting in his seat. “Is that wise…? I mean, our apartment isn’t very big. If you put too much, we won’t even be able to move.”

“You’re right, but get this. You remember Hongjoong, right? We went to high school together.”

He vaguely remembered the name, but he couldn’t put a face to it.

“Well, he’s going out of town to spend Halloween with his family and he said I could use his house this Halloween. I’m going to throw the best Halloween party ever!”

He tried to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat as he thought about an over-decorated house filled with people in gruesome costumes. “Oh… how nice of him…”

“Right?” You grinned, unable to sit still. “Do you feel well enough to come with me to the store?”

San’s lips parted and he released a shaky breath as he tried to speak. ‘Just tell her, idiot,’ he told himself in frustration. ‘End this now. Tell her the truth.’

Your grin slowly faded when he didn’t answer, worry battling against your excitement. You rested your hand over his, catching his eye. “Hey, it’s okay. If you’re not feeling well, you can stay here and get some rest. I’m sure Wooyoung won’t mind helping.”

His heart dropped at this. Wooyoung had been crushing on you since the two of you were in middle school and, honestly, he isn’t too sure why you chose him over Wooyoung.

He had always been the cool guy with short hair the color of a raven and striking brown eyes. Like you, he loved to play video games rather than sports. He was also funny, smart and, most importantly, he loved Halloween almost as much as you did.

On the other hand, San was slender with average brown eyes, though he had chosen to dye his brown hair red on your insistence. Instead of virtual games, he played volleyball in high school and liked to run track in his free time. He knew first hand that you loathed exercise and sports, so why had you chosen him? To everyone but you, Wooyoung was the obvious choice.

Yet you had chosen San, your complete opposite, and he didn’t know why. Maybe it was a bet.

The thought stung at his heart and he shot up from his seat. “I’m gonna go lay down.” He didn’t give you the chance to respond, rushing back down the hall into the bedroom.

You knew something was bothering him, he wasn’t very good at hiding his feelings after all, but you didn’t know what it was. You didn’t want to pressure him, either. You knew that he would come to you when he was ready and yet… you couldn’t help the knot that formed in your gut.

The man you loved was suffering and there was nothing you could do to help him. There’s no worse feeling than that.

You almost decided to stay home instead of going to the store, but you didn’t want to crowd him. He probably just needed space, so you wrote a note and left it on the table before heading out.

Wooyoung was already inside the store when you arrived. He had grabbed a Ghostface mask that was resting atop his head. He grinned when he saw you, pulling you into a tight hug before glancing around.

“Where’s the boyfie?”

Your nose wrinkled at the ridiculous term. “San isn’t feeling well today.”

“Oh, so I finally get you to myself then,” he smirked, his tone flirty.

As usual, you ignored it and just brushed past him, grabbing a cart. He had always been a flirty guy with every female he met and, over the years, you had learned to just ignore him. He would try a few more times before giving up, you knew.

He caught up with you easily, throwing his arm around your neck. “So, are we going for a ‘cute spooky’ theme? A ‘Michael Myers is outside spooky’ theme? Maybe a ‘Freddy’s gonna get you’ theme?” His eyes fell on something at the end of the aisle and he rushed forward to grab it. “Or perhaps~ a ‘killer Barbie’ theme?”

You quirked a brow at the Barbie-themed paper plates he was holding out. “I should kill you for even putting that pink trash in my line of sight.”

Wooyoung laughed loudly as he replaced the item. “No shame in trying, eh?”

“The theme is ‘when you leave this house even hell itself won’t scare you anymore.’”

His eyes glinted mischievously. “Ooo~ My sister is currently dating a therapist. I’ll let him know he’s gonna have a lot of new clients after our party.”

You just snickered at the thought.

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The farther it got into October, the worse San started to feel, to the point that he wondered if he actually was getting sick. People were already pulling pranks on unsuspecting people, usually in the form of scaring the hell out of them. The thought of him minding his own business while shopping for groceries only for someone in a mask to appear and scare him or threaten him… it had his stomach in knots.

He knew what his reaction would be because it had happened many times in the past. He would end up crying, covering his head, and crouching as low to the ground as he could. He hated that that was his reaction and he had tried many times not to react that way.

It wasn’t just the fear eating him up, though. You had been spending less and less time at home, trying to get all of the decorations up and running at your friend’s house. He missed you dearly and, despite himself, he felt jealousy swirling in his gut because he knew that you were with Wooyoung. Every morning, he came to the apartment to pick you up, wearing that stupid mask atop his head.

He would smile at San but never asked how he was feeling or how life was going. Though, San didn’t ask Wooyoung those questions, either.

A sigh passed his lips as he curled up on the sofa, a blanket covering his body, resting over his head like a hood. His eyes focused on the balcony door. The sky was dark, tiny stars shining brightly. You should have been home by now, so where were you? He glanced at his phone for the hundredth time, but no messages had come through. He considered messaging you first, but he didn’t want to bother you or seem clingy.

His eyes lingered on the date. October 25th.

Halloween was just six days away and he was no closer to telling you the truth. For the most part, he was still pretending not to feel well. He honestly felt pathetic. Was he even a man? Had he ever been one? No one else seemed to think so.

His phone dinged with a new message and he nearly dropped it in his haste to check it. It wasn’t from you, it was from his sister.

-> Did you tell her yet?

It was a simple question, but it made him feel all sorts of things, none of them positive. No, of course, he hadn’t. San was a coward in all meanings of the word. All he wanted to do was run away, to hide away from the terrifying world around him.

A frown tugged at his lips as he gazed at a picture of you and him, smiling happily at the camera. “I love you so much… I’m scared of losing you…” Tears stung his eyes but he quickly wiped them away when he heard keys jingling out in the hallway.

The lock on the door clicked and you stepped inside, looking tired but happy. As soon as he saw you, he felt better. For a moment, it felt as if all of his worries and fears disappeared, and he wished he could thank you for it. He couldn’t, of course, because that would mean explaining why he was so worried and filled with fear.

“I’m home,” you called out softly, offering him a tired smile when you saw him.

“Welcome home,” he replied softly, standing up to take your messenger bag and coat. “How was your day?”

“Well, Wooyoung fell down the stairs.”

His eyes widened in shock. “Eh? Is he okay? What happened?”

“He wasn’t paying attention, as usual, and tripped on a string of lights.” You shook your head, falling onto the couch with a sigh. “He broke his arm in two places and sprained his wrist.”

“Damn,” he muttered, sitting on the edge of the coffee table in front of you. As much as he didn’t like Wooyoung, he never wanted him to get hurt. And if he’s hurt, then that means – “You’re decorating alone now?”

“Yeah. There’s still so many decorations to put up, I’m not sure I’ll get it done before Halloween.” You threw your head back with a groan. “Man, I was finally going to throw the most badass Halloween party ever! I spent so much on the decorations, too… guess I’ll have to return some of them.”

San chewed on his lower lip. “Maybe, I -” his voice died in his throat, heart racing in his chest.

“Hm?” you looked at him curiously, head tilted to the side.

He swallowed down his nerves, hands curling around the pajama pants he wore. “I can… help you with them…”

Your eyes lit up like Christmas tree lights. “Really? You don’t mind?”

He shook his head no, ignoring the voice screaming at him in the back of his mind.

You smiled, throwing your arms around his neck and yanking him onto the couch with you. “Thank you, baby!”

San smiled softly, wrapping his arms around you. “You’re welcome.”

“Oh, but,” you pushed him back enough so you could see his face, a frown on your own. “Are you sure you’re okay? I know you’re still not feeling well.”

Guilt pooled in his stomach but he did his best to ignore it, offering you a small smile. “Don’t worry, I’m feeling better…”

“I’m glad,” you told him softly before pressing your lips to his. “I’ve been worried about you.”

He cleared his throat, trying to change the subject. “Are you hungry? I made dinner.”

“Ooo, what did you make, babe?”

“Your favorite – spaghetti.”

You grinned at this information, throwing your arms around him again. “You’re the best! You’re sick and you’re still taking care of me.”

He hugged you back tightly, fingers curling around your shirt. “I’ll always take care of you…”

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San had to take several deep breaths when you pulled up in front of the house. The yard was finished already, covered with skeletons crawling out of the ground, gravestones, coffins, and several other items that he wished he hadn’t seen. He kept his eyes on his feet as he followed you inside.

If he could barely stand to look at the decorations, how in the world was he meant to help you put them up?

“Can you finish up in here?” You questioned, motioning toward a small pile of decorations in the corner. “I’ll get started on the kitchen.”

“Okay…”

You sent him a smile before disappearing through the archway.

San took a deep breath, slowly approaching the pile of decorations. The most prominent one was a grim reaper sitting upon a throne. Surely he could just toss them up somewhere and pretend they no longer existed. He doubted that you would go behind him and correct it. Even if you did, he wouldn’t mind.

He was just finishing up when he heard you call from the kitchen.

“Babe, can you bring me the bag that’s in the closet under the stairs?”

“Sure,” he called back before approaching the rounded door. His fingers wrapped around the doorknob, pulling it open. A witch jumped out at him, cackling loudly as her eyes lit up.

San screamed loudly, falling the floor.

You ran into the room with a wide grin on your face, satisfied that you had successfully scared your boyfriend. You thought he would be frustrated at you before laughing, but that wasn’t the case.

He was curled into himself, knees tucked against his chest as he hugged them tightly, soft sobs racking his body. Your grin instantly fell, realizing that something was wrong, and you rushed over to his side.

“Hey,” you rested your hand on his back, brow furrowed. “Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay? Look at me.”

He refused to lift his head from his knees, body trembling under your touch. He never wanted you to see him like this. He felt like a child, not a man.

You slid your arms around him, pulling him into your chest. “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you. You’re okay.”

His fingers clutched at your shirt, face buried in your neck. You could feel his tears on your skin, making you tighten your grip on him. Your fingers combed gently through his hair as you shushed him softly.

“I’ve got you,” you repeated, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “I’m right here.””

“I’m s-sorry,” he sobbed.

“Sorry for what? You’ve done nothing wrong.”

He just shook his head, clinging to you tighter. You’re not sure how long the two of you stayed that way before his sobs finally stopped. You thought he had fallen asleep at first.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered softly, voice hoarse.

“What for?” You whispered back, afraid to raise your voice. “Please tell me what’s wrong, baby. You’ve been acting so weird lately, I’m worried.”

He knew he couldn’t avoid it any longer. It was time to face it. San slowly pushed himself away from you, his head lowered and gaze on the ground. His eyes were puffy and red. “I… I’m scared…”

“Of what?”

He wasn’t sure how to explain it so he motioned toward all the decorations. “All of this! I… I don’t like scary things. I – I can’t handle them! I can’t control it, I just… when I get scared, I just… break down. I’m not a man, I’m a damn child! I’m so sorry, I…” Tears stung at his eyes again and he cursed, hands clenching against his thighs.

You reached forward, resting your hand against his warm cheek. Your thumb swiped away the tear that fell from his eye. You felt like a terrible girlfriend. He’s been suffering all this time and you didn’t even realize how bad it was. There you were, going on and on about Halloween and horror movies, completely unaware of how much you were hurting him.

Your lips parted, but you didn’t know what to say. Tears were stinging at your eyes now. “I’m so sorry, Sannie.”

His eyes widened in surprise. “What -”

“This whole time, you were suffering but you bit your tongue to make me happy. All those times I would talk about Halloween or something horror and your mood would change… how could I not notice? God, I’m such a shitty girlfriend.”

“No, you’re not!” He shook his head frantically, moving closer to you. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I… I was afraid to tell you. I was afraid of losing you so I went out of my way to hide it. I lied to you so many times… I understand if you don’t want to be with a coward like me.”

“Idiot,” you scowled, wiping angrily at your tears. “Do you think so little of me? Do you really think I would suddenly fall out of love with you just because you can’t handle scary things? San, you’re the love of my life. If I believed in soulmates… babe, you’d be it.”

His heart felt like it was going to explode from the overwhelming warmth and love he felt. “I love you, too,” he whispered, his lips finding yours.

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