#zak bagans imagine

[haleyrude]

Hey! Idk if you still take requests but I was wondering if you’d do a Zak bagans x reader on her period fluff?

Title: Sunshine

Pairing: Zak Bagans x fem!reader

Disclaimer: This doesn’t include the highschool from the clown motel episode. Everything isn’t the same because I don’t like reading exact replicas of the shows. Also mention of blood.

Words: 3.6k

This was way too long of a build up but I had fun writing it so enjoy it!

You can’t help the heavy breath that leaves your lips as you stare down at the overnight bag on your bed. Everything was perfectly folded and packed away, but you knew, you knew that your time of month was right around the corner. You packed and double packed pads, tampons and extra underwear. By no means were you ever going to let your boyfriend know that it was your time of month. Zak and your relationship was new, fresh, so the topic never came up in conversation but compared to your last boyfriend… Cringing you zipped your bag up and put  it over your shoulder. Walking around the hardwood floor you make sure to shut off all the lights before walking out of your quaint little apartment and locking the door. 

The sun still had a few hours to set and the wind was crisp against your face as you made it to your car. Putting your bag on the passenger seat while getting in the driver seat buckling and starting your car. You had so many nerves as this would be the first time staying over Zak’s place. This happened because he had invited you to an investigation with the boys. You had reassured him from the start that what he did as a profession would never get in the way of how you feel about him. He’s had too many failed relationships in the past due to his line of work but you loved the passion in his eyes as he told you about different experiences and things he’s seen throughout the years of being in the ghost adventures. 

******* FLASHBACK **********

“I promise, it’ll be fine. It’s going to be so much fun, I can hardly wait!” you popped a chip in your mouth as you looked up to your boyfriend. Those gorgeous bluish/green eyes looking you over to make sure your body language didn’t say different. “It’s just so soon and’ he looked out at the pond. You two were at a park sitting on a blanket by the pond enjoying the sounds of the birds chirping, the tiny waves in the water and the kids playing at the park a distance away. The both of you loved to spend quality time together outdoors, you could only imagine the future camping trips that could take place. ‘I’m not ready to lose you so fast” he didn’t look back at you, but you sat up and leaned toward him to lovingly run your hand down his muscled arm. “I wouldn’t want to go with you if I wasn’t ready. Since we met I’ve started watching your show. Oh and by the way you were still hot as ever during season 1’ he let out a chuckle and you couldn’t help but smile, ‘ and you are so passionate it inspires me to want to join you with what makes you so happy” He turned so he was facing you better and with his other hand took the one that was rubbing his arm to hold it and play with your fingers while you both talk.

“I would love doing the thing that I love with someone who makes me the happiest I’ve been in a long time. I won’t let anything harm you and if you feel uncomfortable at any time we can leave. I’ll never force you to do anything to that degree not feeling your best” You both locked eyes and you gave him a little smirk. “Well..” he looked at you with a brow raised so you continued. “I’ve watched some horror movies in my time and since this would be alot more intense than a horror movie going back to my apartment alone might be a little nerve wracking” he gave you a smile with his perfectly white teeth knowing exactly what you were hinting, “Sunshine, would you like to stay at mine after the investigation?” You nodded enthusiastically as goosebumps rose on your arm from the nickname which caused Zak to chuckle once more.

*********** END OF FLASHBACK ***********

That’s how you found yourself in Zak's driveway. The escalade they drove to their investigations in if local, looked like it was packed up as the back doors were open and seemed to be filled with equipment. You took another deep breath before shutting off your car and undoing your seatbelt. Opening the door you heard that familiar voice, “Sunshine!” you looked up at your handsome man, “Hey lovely” once fully out of the car he embraced you and squeezed, you loved how protective and safe his hugs felt. He kissed the top of your head before letting go. “I like the outfit” he said looking you up and down making a blush spread across your cheeks. You noted the way he dressed from watching the shows, mostly in black, so you threw on a black pair of jeans with a black tank top and had a black jacket over that. “Do you have anything?” you nodded your head in the direction of the passenger seat, “just the bag.” He nodded, walking towards the other side of the car. “Are you ready to meet the boys?” You smiled as your heart raced just a bit. From what Zak has told you they seem to be a funny bunch and after what you’ve watched you felt like they were a nice group.

Walking inside you were breathless with Zak’s house. It was very pretty, modern looking and tidy. You were too busy looking around to notice the boys sitting around the island in the kitchen, hearing a low whistle you turned your head noticing all 3 of them looking at you. Smiling and waving you looked toward Zak feeling a bit shy not wanting his best friends to not like you. “This is Y/N, my girlfriend” he motioned toward you and then to his friends, “This is Aaron, Billy and Jay” you nodded knowing who they were from the show. “Nice to meet you three, are you excited for tonight?” They all smiled, “The adrenaline is already there believe me” Billy chuckled. “The night is fun even though it can be alot at times, we have eyes on each other as soon as we step through the doors” Jay put a hand through his hair as he leaned his back against the counter giving me a reassuring smile. 

Aaron walked toward Zak and you with a big smile on his face. Putting a hand on Zak’s shoulder and looking to you, “After all we heard about you, I’m excited you’re joining us” You couldn’t help but blush, “I’m happy to be here” Zak clapped his hands together, “We ready to go?” There were murmurs of agreement as the boys made their way to the escalade. Zak put your bag down on the couch and held his hand out towards you to grab. “I’ll give you a tour later on” he then led you to the escalade and you sat shotgun. Before leaving your apartment you had put a pad on knowing that your period would be here either tonight or tomorrow but you felt the warnings of oncoming cramps. Some months are harder than others but usually some ibuprofen and a heating pad was enough to bear the cramps. 

“Sunshine, you okay?” Bringing you out of your daze you look over at Zak who keeps glancing at you worriedly, a hand on your thigh and one on the steering wheel. “I’m okay” you gave a small smile before looking out the window and listening to the talk between the boys engaging every so often.

You were so excited and nervous, You wanted to do this for yourself and for Zak. Even though your relationship was still new, it was important to test the waters so if it was rough at the start it’d be nothing but smooth sailing after that. If you didn’t like ghost hunting you don’t think Zak would mind if you didn’t tag along anymore but by no means would that make you have Zak stop doing what he loves most, you’d just be his number 1 fan. This was important to him and it would be just as important to you. 

Your train of thought ended when Zak was quieting everyone down. “I’m going to start recording as we’re pulling up. '' He leaned to press the record button on the camera that was stationed on the dashboard as he started talking. You looked up and noticed the location of the night. The Clown Motel. Driving up to it, it looked creepy as it was, clowns never made you feel safe. You shivered as Zak parked up front. He shut the camera off and turned to face you. “We have two rooms here, we can set up, nerve center in one and the other just in case we need more space.” you nodded as you took a breath and stepped out of the car with everyone else. “I got nerve center setup with Jay if you and Aaron want to start recording” Billy was already in the back of the truck grabbing things. “Yeah I gotcha, Y/N want to be in the intro?” Aaron looked over and smiled, “Uh I might stand by you and watch, I don’t know how the fans will react.” he rolled his eyes playfully.

You did just as you said you were and stood by Aaron as Zak walked around talking about the motel and the cemetery close by. Going around and talking to the owner and interviewing other people that have experienced different things in this motel. Listening to everyone and seeing their body language really made you feel uneasy. You were never a skeptic, you believed in the afterlife and spirits being trapped in limbo and what not, so you took what everyone was saying to heart. You noticed Zak kept glancing at you during each interview as if he thought you were going to run off any second. 

Standing in the lobby filled with clowns was nerve wracking and it didn’t get better when you three went to the cemetery. During the interview you didn’t feel right, “I’m going to just take a walk around the motel” you interrupted. Both Zak and the young woman he was interviewing glanced toward you. “Need me to go with you?” Zak was ready to drop the interview but you shook your head no, “It’s okay baby, keep recording” he nodded but still seemed unsure. As soon as you left the cemetery some of the weight you felt seemed to lighten. You put your hand on your lower stomach and squinted your eyes as some cramps started hitting a bit harder. You sighed hating how pain pills never really helped during your time of month. 

As you neared the motel you felt something staring at you. Looking around you saw nothing but that feeling didn’t go away, so you quickly made your way to the room where Jay and Billy were. You made your way up the stairs, the echo of your feet through the quiet halls of the motel as you made it to the door and started knocking. “Hey Y/N! Thought you were with Zak?” Jay stepped aside to let you in before shutting the door. “I felt kinda uneasy so I needed to take a breath” you sat on the firm bed looking at the computers and tables they had set up. “You don’t have to do this if it’s too much” Billy looked at you with concern in his eyes. “No I’m fine really, if it’s too much I’ll say something don’t worry.” You laid back on the bed letting them continue with setting up cameras and doing what they needed to do as Zak and Aaron finished up all the recording they needed to before the sun started setting. 

Before the investigation truly started, you changed your pad cursing that your period had started, hoping day 1 wouldn’t be heavy. The boys split up, you, Zak and Billy went to the cemetery to start the investigation. You couldn’t help but adore the way Zak explained every little piece of equipment they had and what it did. Even letting you hold the SLS camera. Having him make you be a part of it makes your heart swell. You three sat doing some spirit box sessions. Asking questions and getting answers, the adrenaline filled you and you got a sudden sadness wash over yourself. “Sunshine?” You looked up at Zak as he put a hand on your cheek. “You’re crying” You wiped your cheek not even realizing you were. “I..just, I feel sad and I can’t explain it” He put an arm around you and pulled you closer, “It’s okay, you’re okay” 

Zak called it an end to the cemetery after that and made it back to the motel. As soon as your group got there both Zak and you noticed a door swing open. You gasped as Zak took the camera from Billy to explain what you two just witnessed. “Bill you got nerve center while Y/N and I go to the lobby?” “Yep I’ll be watching, holler if you need me” he started making his way up the stairs. Zak grabbed your hand as the other went to your stomach, “It’s okay, I’ll be with you the whole time.” “I’m more worried for you” You tried to make his attention leave your stomach, it worked when he raised a brow, “You have an actual fear of clowns” You both chuckled but when getting to the front door it became tense real quick. 

The nerves, adrenaline, plus the cramps getting worse were definitely taking its toll on you. You just wanted to be home curled in a fetus position with your heating pad. Zak and you were walking around the clowns as he recorded them. You whimpered when a strong cramp hit and Zak immediately turned to you. Your heart was racing, “I feel nauseous, can I please go to the second room?” he just looked at you as if making sure you weren’t hurt. “I’m okay I promise” He sighed and took the key card out of his pocket. “If you need anything, anything at all, use this” he handed you a spare walkie talkie and you nodded, leaning up and giving him a sweet kiss on his lips. He smiled and rubbed your back as you made your way to the second room. 

As you walked to the room you felt that staring sensation once again and quickened your steps to the room. You decided on the second room so you wouldn’t bother Billy not wanting him to find out about your period and him telling Zak. You shook your head as you made it to the room, closing the door and curling up in the stiff bed keeping the lights on and the walkie talkie right next to you. You closed your eyes and drifted to sleep.

You awoke not knowing how much later but you felt Zak rubbing your back and you couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t until you felt cold that you turned around and saw that no one was there. You scrambled up against the headboard fumbling for the walkie talkie you left next to yourself. You were breathing heavy on the verge of tears, “Zak, Zak can you hear me” the tears left your eyes. You were so scared. After a second you heard Zak and relief washed over you, “Sunshine I’m coming” not even 5 minutes later you heard the key card unlock the door and Zak was rushing to your side. You flung yourself in Zak's arms and he held tight, rubbing the back of your head, “Shhh shhh, you’re okay I’m here what happened?” he let you cry. You leaned back and you both sat on the bed. “I fell asleep, I don’t know how long’ you were shaking your head but Zak put a hand on your thigh rubbing his thumb up and down trying to soothe you. ‘I thought you were rubbing my back. You weren’t here no one was” he brought you into him again. “Let me look at your back” you turned and he pulled your shirt up, goosebumps rose on your skin when he trailed his fingers down your back. “Nothing’s there, nothing hurt you”

“Billy and I were just finished up and then we were going to head out.” You nodded standing up as did Zak. “What’s wet?” You looked at him and your heart dropped when he touched his pant leg and there was a light sheen of red on his hand. Then did you feel everything you didn’t because you were frightened and all your senses earlier were non-existent. “Zak” you said cautiously and he looked at you as you cringed ready for him to yell. “You weren’t supposed to know, I’m so, so sorry. This is all my fault, I’ll buy you new pants and replace the motel bed, please I didn’t know..” “Sunshine” Zak grabbed your attention. You kept your gaze down, getting ready for the consequences now that he knew you were on your period. “Sunshine, look at me” he said softly, taking a finger on his clean hand and lifting your head by your chin. “You’re okay, it’s part of life. I’m not mad at you” you looked at him in disbelief, “y..you’re not mad?” he shook his head. “You must be so uncomfortable, do you have more stuff? Change of pants?” You looked down and that was enough to tell him all your stuff was at his house. He took off his jacket, “Wrap this around you. I’ll call the motel in the morning about the sheets. Let's get you back to mine and get you in a bath” He walked away to go wash his hands. You were completely speechless putting his jacket around your waist. 

More tears left your eyes, “Crying again sunshine?” he came back pulling you in for a hug. “We’ll talk about this more when we get home” 

You waited in the car as the boys gathered all their equipment, scolding yourself for not bringing more product with you. The car ride home was quiet as everyone was exhausted. When getting back to Zak’s everyone bid their farewells and gave hugs as Zak put an arm around you after and brought you into the house. Gracie greeted you both as you walked in the door, you wondered where she was when you first got to the house. “I’m going to start a warm bath for you” You followed him into what you assumed was his room, very spacious, most of his decor was black and gray, simple but elegant. His bathroom was a gorgeous light gray marble. Shower and bath separate. You stood there as he started the water. “Why did you think I was going to get mad earlier?” You fidgeted with your fingers, “In the past I would always get scolded when he knew I was on my period” Zak’s mouth dropped a bit, “Scolded?” You nodded, “It’s disgusting, messy, I complain too much, I had to take off work some days..’ ‘please stop’ you looked up as he stood up and started walking toward you, you could’ve sworn his eyes were glistening. He cupped both of your cheeks in his hands, “Never and I mean never think that I would ever get mad over your period. All girls go through this, you should be treated as a princess everyday nonetheless when you're dealing with all the pain that comes from what you have to go through monthly.” You looked to the side to kiss his hand. 

He dropped his hands to shut the water off. “I put bubble bath in it, I’ll go get you fresh clothes and products from your bag. I’ll put those clothes in the wash.” He walked out leaving you to strip and step into the bath. You could’ve moaned with how good the water felt. You sank in and shut your eyes. About 10 minutes later you heard the door open and Zak walked in, changed himself, in pajama pants and a skin tight tank that defined his muscles. He put clothes and your bathroom bag on the counter and then went to pick up the dirty clothes pile. “I’ll put this in the wash and come back if that’s okay?” “Of course baby” As much as you wanted to stay in this bath you were exhausted and you could tell Zak was too. 

You pulled the drain and got up taking the towel and wrapping it around yourself. He walked in as you did so. “Done already?” You chuckled, “I just want to cuddle” He clasped his hands together, “I second that, I’ll be in the bed if you don’t need anything else.” “I’m good thank you” He walked out and you finished up, putting fresh product on and changing into shorts and an oversized T. You walked out seeing him under the covers and he patted the spot next to him. You laughed jumping into bed and snuggling up next to him. “You smell nice and clean sunshine” You looked up at him and pecked his lips, “Why do you call me sunshine?” He took a breath and looked up at the ceiling, “Ever since I met you, you brought this light into my life as if you were my own personal sunshine. I know we’re still new but I couldn’t imagine my sunshine leaving” he turned back to you and sweetly kissed your lips. “How’s your stomach?” your heart swelled once more, “It’s okay for now” His eyes started closing as yours felt heavy as well, “let me know if you need a heating pad” he said softer and you couldn’t help but cuddle into him further.

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Imagine:

Zak getting embarrassed after Aaron reveals his crush on you

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Where My Demons Hide (A Zak Bagans Story) Pt. 2

Requested By: @goth-cowgirl-03

WARNINGS: Language

Notes: Unlike the first part this is pure FLUFF. Like no joke.

Zakkk: I’m sorry Y/N. I need time.

Zakkk: I think u do too.

That was the last text Zak had sent me since that night. It’s been only a month but the radio silence made it feel like a lifetime.

I explained to him what had happened the night before… How he was attacked and… and I thought I helped him… I told him how we ended up in bed together, and how, as it turns out, he was possessed the entire time he’d made love to me.

He quickly got dressed and went for a walk. While he was gone I got dressed, eliminated the buzz killing dickwad who was still lingering in the room and walked back to my room with the heavy weight of shame on my shoulders.

Now as I lay in my bed not wanting to get up, I sigh and put my phone back on the bedside table. As soon as I did a wave of nausea hit me full force and I darted to the bathroom. Once I kneeled over the toilet there was no stopping it. Looking at it you would think I’d thrown up every meal I’d had for the past week.

Empty of sustinence I flushed the toilet and sat down beside it to catch my breath. As I did my hand went up to my stomach to give it a much needed massage. My hand froze though when I touched myself. I looked down and gasped. The entire area between my hips was swollen, not dramatically so but enough to be noticeable. “Not possible…” I whispered. But once I felt the slightest nudge against my hand I knew…

“UNCLE LUCI YOU PIECE OF SHI-!” I was cut off by the sound of my doorbell. I groaned and pulled myself up.

As I made my way to my room to get my robe I sent a silent prayer to my father.

Uncle Luci did it. The Big A is on its way.

I threw my robe on and ran downstairs, sashing it as I did.

I looked through the peep hole not expecting to see anyone important; maybe the mailman, or Amazon. Instead of them though, Zak stood on my doorstep. Fucking great.

I sighed and opened the door. “Hey,” I greeted him.

“Hey, um, are you feeling okay?”

“Do I look that shitty?”

“Well, yeah, kind of…”

“Awesome,” I said unenthusiastically. “Um, is there something you wanted?”

“Um, I just wanted to talk but if you’re not up to it-”

“I was about to call you anyway,” I said stepping aside.

He stepped inside and started towards the living room. I followed close by but froze when a voice caught my attention.

Who is the mother?

“Y/N? You alright?” I held up a finger and pointed upward. A signal he grew to know very well.

They put him in me.

And the vessel father?

He’s standing right in front of me.

“Sorry about that, dad and I needed to have a very urgent chat,” I said.

“Should we be worried?” Zak asked.

“Not if we do things right,” I said. “Which is why I was gonna call you.”

“And here I was about to talk about, well, that night… I guess that can wait though.”

“Actually it has exactly to do with what happened that night,” I said before undoing the knot on my robe. “Try not to panic, okay? Neither of us could’ve seen this coming…”

“Seen wha-” I cut him off by opening my robe exposing my belly. “THE FUCK?!”

“I told you not to panic,” I said. “Fear is the last thing either of us should feel right now.”

“I-I mean is it mine? The fuck am I thinking of course it is,” Zak buried his head in his hands.

“It’s only partially yours,” I explained. “The human part is very much you. It also has bit of me, and a part of the demon that put it in here.” Zak’s head shot up.

“Demon?” I nodded.

“For eons his kind had gone by one name,” I held my stomach and tears erupted from my eyes. “Antichrist.”

“I think I’m gonna throw up,” Zak muttered. “Does this mean...did… did we just end the fucking world?”

“No,” I whispered. “Well, I mean we basically puts it fate in our hands. If we do things right he will grow to be the most powerful being on this planet but he won’t be evil. If we fuck up though…”

“It will be the ultimate fuck up,” Zak finished. “And there’s nothing we can do right now, you know like an abortion or..?”

“He’s growing too fast and even if we did they would only try again with someone else,” I said. “I’m not the only Nephilim in the world remember?”

The shock wouldn’t leave Zak’s face. I walked over to the couch where he was and sat down beside him. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry you’re involved in this…” He turned to me but didn’t say anything, hell he wouldn’t even look at me in the face, his eyes froze over the bump. Still staring he slowly reached out and placed his hand on my stomach. There was another nudge in response.

Zak gasped. “It really is growing fast. I take it we don’t have the normal nine months to prepare.”

“Nope,” I muttered.

His hand then fell from my stomach down to my hand. He took my hand in his and held it tight. “I’m with you every step of the way.” He said sounding like he was making a promise to himself, to me, and to his child. “I love you, Y/N. More than I’ve ever loved anyone before… and evil or not I will love this baby for the rest of my life.”

“I love you too,” I whispered before Zak leaned in and enveloped my lips with his. Somehow this kiss felt different than the ones we shared that night. It was more warm, loving, and well… human.

After a while we pulled back and Zak just held me against him. “There’s something we have to do before anything else, though.”

“What?”

I looked up at him, smiling weakly. “How do you feel about getting married?”

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[raewritesfiction]

Mirrors [Zak Bagans Imagine]

A/N: I got it into my head Zak could have a bit of a mirror kink; this is what came of that. I want to add that to the best of my knowledge he doesn’t have a mirror room in his haunted museum; I made it up.  Natalia Kills - Mirrors is a bit of inspiration too. Plot: Reader and Zak have some fun in a mirror room.

Pairing: Zak Bagans X Female!Reader Warnings: Smut. unprotected sex; always use a condom!! Oral - male receiving and female receiving.

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Zak had shown you around his entire Haunted Museum, after months of you asking, in a one-on-one tour.  All but one room - he’d told you he was saving it for last as it was the newest addition to the business and he wasn’t sure how people were going to take it.  It was however his favourite room and he wanted you both to “Christen” it before it got the official unveiling to the public.

You watched lights flick off as the censors detected no movement and you couldn’t hide that it made you feel uncomfortable.  Zak wraps his arm around you and guides you towards a clearly new extension to the building; the door was grandiose and there was a framed sign that simply read “Room of Mirrors”. 

“Now, before we go in…” Zak starts “Every mirror in this room is said to be haunted by various spirits.”  

You blink in response and remain silent.

“From our own investigations, we’ve found nothing malevolent which is why I’m comfortable showing you this.”

You nod; Zak always took whatever precautions necessary to keep you safe from the spirits he may have come into contact with, he had kept you away from various dolls until you were spiritually protected enough to be in the same room as them and even then you were never allowed to touch.  

He takes a deep breath and unlocks the door to reveal a medium sized square room with mirrors fixed to every wall, mirrors freestanding back to back, mirrors on the ceiling and mirrored floor tiles beneath your feet.  In the middle of the room was a makeshift bed made out of camping rolls, duvets and sleeping bags.

Reaching behind a mirror, Zak dims the hidden lighting and suddenly the room doesn’t look so harsh. “Warm white light is best for this room, I think.  Adds to the ambience.”

“I always thought you had a bit of a mirror kink…” you smile and turn to face him. “So when you say you wanna ‘Christen’ the room, you mean…” you move your hands in a manner indicating there was more to the thought.

“Well you thought right babygirl and yeah… thought it could be fun. There’s plenty of hidden protections under the floor and behind the mirrors on the walls… no random portals are gonnabe created from us having fun in here.”

“You’ve really thought about this haven’t you?” You smile and step backwards into the room, looking around. “Of course. Gotta keep anyone in here safe… too much paperwork otherwise,” he shrugs a little. “So what d’ya say?” Zak smirks and watches you.

Stripping off your strappy dress and dropping it to the floor you smirk back at him, “I say we’re wearing far too much clothing.”

Zak wastes little time pulling his black tee off over his head and dropping it to join your dress as he steps towards you “I like your thinking.” he nods and pulls you close, kissing you slowly while a hand runs into your loose hair. 

You remove each other's clothes with all the zealousness of two teenagers home alone for the first time knowing parents could return at any moment.  You straddle Zak’s legs and tell him firmly to lay back, tying up your hair out the way as you do so.

“Oh baby…” his eyes wander over you, watching your form stretch with your movements, your soft tum relaxing and curving as you lean forward with your hand wrapping around him.  Zak gasps and closes his eyes, relaxing into your touch; your hand jerking him slowly to tease, twisting around the head before making its way back to the base.  Just when he’s panting steadily you dip your head and trace your tongue along the underside of his cock, taking the head on your mouth and sucking lightly while your hand continues to jerk him.

He lets out a low moan and threads his fingers into your messily tied back hair, gripping lightly and guiding you to take him deeper into your mouth.  Covering your teeth with your tongue and hollowing out your cheeks you do so, with the finesse of the best adult film stars you take his cock to the back of your throat and draw out a loud groan from deep in his chest.  You bob your head and grip his hips giving him no control as you continue to figuratively suck the life out of him; his hand grips your hair tighter and motions for you to move faster but you push back and continue at your own pace with the aim of teasing him to within a millimetre of blowing his load.  

Zak whines and mutters various pleas at you to speed up, grips your hair tighter and tries to rock his hips up.  All fail to make you do anything except continue your painfully slow teasing.  You feel his fingers flex in your hair and his breathing changes, just when he thinks this is his moment you pull away and wipe the corners of your mouth.

“No! Oh god…!” Zak pants and yells “Please!”

You chuckle and crawl up over him “You’ll get yours…”

“Oh but I’m so fucking close! C’mon please?!”

“Eat up baby…” you rock your hips over his mouth making him growl.  

Zak grips your thighs and pulls you down onto his mouth, his lips and tongue working together to make you moan and whimper.  You do your best to rock your hips but just like you gave Zak no control, he gives you no control either.  He moans and sucks over your pussy, his tongue switching between flicking and lapping over you while his lips close over you and suck hard.  You pant and let out a long whail of pleasure and just as you had stopped on Zak, he stops on you - flipping you onto your front and spanking your ass.

“Oh fuck!” you pant and swallow thickly “god, fuck it!” you whine and run a hand through your now loose hair.

“I’m not a god but I am gonna fuck it…” Zak jokes and lifts your hips, moving behind you fully and pressing his hard cock into you with ease; he doesn’t give you a chance to do anything before he’s set a deep pace. 

You push your hips back to meet his already relentless thrusts, dropping your head down to the duvet under you, balling the same material in your fists and groaning out Zak’s name into the room of fogging up mirrors.  He grunts roughly and grips your waist, running a hand up your back into your hair and pulling your head back to watch in the mirror directly in front of you. 

“Open your eyes and watch us…” he moans and snaps his hips to punctuate his words.  

You pant and open your eyes quickly meeting his intense gaze in the silver mirror ahead of you.  “I’m…so close!” You whine and try to rock your hips as best you could.  

Zak leans down over your back and wraps his hand around your front, his fingers moving to sit between your legs.

“You gonna cum for me?” He speaks low in your ear.

You nod and pant heavily.

“Say it!” he commands.

“Yes! Fuck! Oh god yes!” 

He circles his fingers over your clit, keeping a quick pace as he watches you “Good girl, cum for me then…”

Letting out a rough wail your legs tremble and threaten to give out as your pussy pulses along Zak’s slick cock; you feel your juices running down your thighs and then with a loud grunt you feel Zak fill you a second later.  He slows his hips to a stop and stays deep inside you as you both come down from your ecstacy, holding you close against his chest and moving you onto your sides.

“Good girl…” Zak whispers and strokes your thigh with his free hand, the other massaging your head where he had pulled your hair roughly.

Swallowing thickly, you reach back to stroke his face, “You say you're not a god…pretty sure you’re an incubus though.” you joke and both chuckle “...Cuz holy shit.”

“Sleep baby…we’re not opening tomorrow so we won't be disturbed…”

You just nod slowly and relax against Zak “good plan…”

– Fin –

#Zak Bagans Imagine #Zak Bagans #Ghost Adventures #Zak Bagans Smut #Imagine #GAC #Mirrors

[bagansarmy]

┊ 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗧 ･* — 𝖲𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌

┊ 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 ･* —𝖧𝖾𝗇𝗋𝗒 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖤𝗌𝗆𝖾́ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

┊ 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧 ･* — 3,121

┊ 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ･* — 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍/𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍.

┊ 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗦 ･* —

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 -- ✧ -- 𝗡𝗲𝘅𝘁

𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 -- ✧ -- 𝗭𝗮𝗸 𝗕𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖵𝖨👻: 𝖳𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖭𝖾𝗐𝗌

Henry's POV

𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗔 a significant amount of courage to reach out to my sister. If I’m honest, this was the first time I’ve spoken to her since she left at eighteen. My parents never told me why she left, nor did they know either. One day she packed up her stuff, said goodbye, and never looked back. Before she left, Esmé said she didn’t know when she would ever talk to us again, but I knew it would hurt her with our father passing away.

Although she moved away, we still contacted each other because we’re siblings, and I love her. I called her this morning to ask her for her address, and she hesitated at first but told it me eventually. So that’s where my wife Perrie and I are going.

My nerves were all over the place. I didn’t know how Esmé would react to seeing me again after some years apart. To this day, I still don’t understand why she left.

Closing the door of my black Ram 1500, which I got from my wife, Perrie, as a gift for my birthday, I turned the key in the ignition, and the beauty roared to life. If I’m honest, I missed my sister a lot. I missed all the times we shared as kids growing up. I was glad that she answered when I called her earlier. She sounded happy that I dialed her number.

The drive to Esmé’s house scared me because I didn’t know what to expect. Would she yell at me and throw me out? Or will she slam the door in my face and never contact me again? I didn’t know what would happen when she saw me.

“You nervous?” Perrie asked, grabbing my hand as she smiled at me.

Glancing at my wife, I returned the smile at her before replying truthfully, “Yea, I don’t know how Esmé will react when she sees me.”

“Well, from how Esmé sounded, she was happy that you told her you were coming over.” Perrie nodded her head reassuringly.

“I hope so.” I nodded, sighing. I dreaded Esmé’s reaction when telling her about our father passing away.

I pulled up to the address Esmé sent me and parked near the house within no time.

Esmé’s house was lovely in a nice neighborhood. It looked cozy and comfortable. Perrie and I stepped out of the truck and walked to the front door, where I rang the doorbell. We waited a couple of minutes before the door opened.

A woman with blonde hair like my wife answers the door, and a golden retriever behind her.

“Hello, I’m looking for Esmé. Is she here?” I questioned, smiling politely at her.

“Ah, you must be her brother. I’m Celestine, but you can call me Celeste. I’m her best friend.” The woman introduced me, shaking my hand.

“I’m Henry, and this is my wife, Perrie.” I smiled and introduced my wife.

“It’s nice to meet you guys finally. Come in. She’s in the backyard.” Esmé’s friend Celestine nodded, allowing us inside the house.

She closed the door then Perrie and I followed her through the house to the glass sliding door that led to the backyard. As we walked outside, I saw Esmé lying on a hammock under the shade of a tree. Esmé hears us and takes off her sunglasses before turning to me.

As she sat up, she was quiet. We stared at each other, not knowing what to say. Suddenly she ran straight into my arms and hugged me to her. Our bodies swayed side to side as we just held each other close.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to see you, Henry,” Esmé said, and he pulled away, and tears fell down her face.

Smiling, I wiped her tears away and kissed her forehead. “It’s okay, don’t cry. I missed you too.”

“I’m crying happy tears.” Esmé laughs, sniffling. She pulled away and saw Perrie and hugged her. “It’s good to see you again, Perrie.”

“It’s good to see you too, Esmé.” My wife smiled, hugging my sister back.

“What brings you by?” Esmé asked as she walked to a picnic table on the other side of the yard. I sat next to her and Perrie on my left.

“There’s something you need to know, but I don’t know how you’re going to react,” I said and went silent, trying to gather the right words to say that our father had died.

“It’s okay, just tell me,” Esmé said, smiling at me.

“Esmé dad…is…dead,” I said, pausing between words as I watched her face change.

“W-What d-do you mean?” Esmé stuttered as she started breathing heavily.

“He died three days ago,” I replied, holding onto her hand.

“W-What h-happened? How did he d-die?” She asked, holding her hand to her chest.

“Coroners suspected it was a heart attack.” I consoled, squeezing her hand as her face held such despair.

Watching my sister break down the way she did, made me feel hurt inside. I wrapped my arms around her, doing my best to comfort her. She held onto me shaking her head as she cried into my chest. As I listened to her broken sobs, I couldn't do anything but hug her. What should I do to make her feel better? What can I say?

“W-Why did-did h-he,” Esmé stuttered out through the tears.

“Listen to me, Esmé. I know you’re hurting, but you need to calm down and breathe.” I said, holding her face, and I stared into her glassy green eyes.

“But h-he,” She sobbed in my chest.

“I know.” I hushed her as I rubbed her back.

My sister continued to sob in my chest, and I had to sit her down so she would calm down. Once Esmé finally relaxed some, I cupped her face and made her look at me.

"H-Henry." She whimpered, sniffling.

"I know, but listen to me. Dad's in a better place now, watching over us." I said to her, looking at her red face.

"Why didn't I call him?" Esmé questioned, shaking her head.

"Esmé, dad loved you so much. You were all he talked about all day and night when you left." I explained, wiping the few tears that fell down her face. "Esmé this and Esmé that. You were always on his mind."

"I wished I would've called him." Esmé sniffled, wiping her tear-stained face.

"I know, but just know that dad loved you with all his heart," I replied, smiling at her. She nodded her head, and I kissed her forehead.

"I know he did." She replied, nodding her head.

Esmé wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me. We stood in each other's embrace as Celestine and Perrie stared at us with tears running down their face.

"Listen, I'll be back, okay. I'm going to see how mom is holding up." I promised, wiping a tear that fell down her face.

My little sister nodded her head, and I smiled at her before kissing her forehead. "I love you, little sister."

"Love you too." She returned the smile, sniffling.

Giving Esmé one final hug, I stood and waited for Perrie to hug my sister. When she waved at Esmé, she followed me to the front door, out of Esmé's house, and the car. Sitting in the driver's seat, I couldn't get the image of Esmé's face when I told her about our father. The look of devastation, hurt, and sorrow in her eyes made my chest ache. I didn't realize I was crying until Perrie reached over and wiped the tear.

"It's going to be okay." She said, giving me a reassuring smile.

I stared at her and returned the smile nodding my head. Starting my truck, I pulled away from Esmé's house and headed to my parent's. On the drive to their house, I didn't know if I had to courage to face my mother after this tragic loss. Seeing my little sister distraught hurt me, but I knew my mother would be worse. As I pulled into their driveway, I had to gather my emotions before getting out of the car.

Hesitantly I brought my hands up and rang the doorbell. The door opened, revealing the family's maid Estelle who's been with the family since Esmé and I were babies. She had tears falling down her face, and I could hear my mother wailing from inside the house. First, I hugged Estelle, allowing her to cry and release her emotions.

"I'm sorry." She sniffled, soothingly rubbing my back.

"Thank you. I know the three of you were close to each other." I sighed, pulling away as Estelle wiped her face.

Walking past her with Perrie trailing behind me, I found my mother sitting in the living room holding a picture of my father to her chest as she cried. She looked up at me with puffy red eyes and held her arms open to me. Immediately I went to her, wrapping her in my arms tight, letting her know I was there for her. As I was holding my mother to me, the sound of her sobs broke my heart. No child wants to see their parent like this because it breaks them down.

"I know, mom, it hurts me too," I comforted her soothingly, rubbing her back. “Dad left too soon.”

"It's not going to be the same without him." My mother sniffled, wiping her wet face.

"Estelle, can you go grab her some water, please?" I asked the housekeeper, and she nodded, walking into the kitchen.

She returned with a cold bottle of water while I sat with my mother in my arms and held her.

"I know," I whispered, kissing her head. "I'm going to miss him too."

With my mother in my arms, I held her as she continued crying out her sorrows and grievances. The death of my father honestly has a significant impact on this family. I wished he would've talked with Esmé before he left this earth.

"Thank you, son, for coming." My mother sniffled, wiping her face.

"You're welcome, mom," I replied, smiling at her, hugging her. "I went to see Esmé today."

"You did? How is she?" She questioned, shock eminent on her face.

"Esmé's doing great. She lives with her best friend here in Vegas." I answered, watching her facial expression change.

"Oh my gosh, that's good to hear." My mother beamed happily. "It's good to hear she's been doing good. Do you know when she's going to come and see me?"

"I haven't talked to her about it, but I'll ask her," I assured my mother, and she nodded.

"It would be great to see Esmé again." She smiled, nodding her head.

"I know it would." I nodded, agreeing with her.

“Can you call her for me?” My mother asked, wiping her face.

“I can try,” I answered her, nodding my head.

Pulling out my phone, I went to Esmé's contact name and clicked on her number. The line rang a few times before my sister's soft voice answered.

Sissy💗🍓 - H-Hey Henry.

Hey, um, mom wants to speak with you.

Sissy💗🍓 - C-Can you tell her I'll call her later. I need to gather myself right now.

Okay, I'll tell her.

Sissy💗🍓 - Thank you. Goodbye.

Bye.

Once the line went dead, I looked at my grieving mother and sighed. "She said she'll call you later. She's trying to get herself together at the moment."

"That's fine. I completely understand." My mom nodded, giving me a small smile.

"She needs time to process this," I replied, grasping my mother's hand.

My mother sniffled, smiling at me as she leaned against my shoulder.

Celestine's POV

I stood in the bathroom holding Esmé's hair as she vomited inside the toilet. She's crying so much that it's making her sick.

"Esmé, you have to calm down." I comforted her, rubbing her back.

"H-He d-doesn't k-," Esmé cut herself off, throwing up in the toilet.

"I know, baby. I know." I consoled, nodding my head.

Esmé took a deep breath and flushed the toilet before saying, "Why is my life full of trauma and tragedy?"

"It's not your fault." I consoled, running my hands through her hair. "Nothing that happens in your life is your fault."

My best friend cried as I held her to my chest and let her express her frustrations and other emotions. Finally, after a while, Esmé calmed down enough for me to help her to bed. I ran my hand over her pale face and sighed. Leaning down, I kissed her cold cheek and left the room for her to rest. As I walked downstairs, I sat on the couch and sighed.

I knew this day was coming, but I didn't think it would be this hard.

Zak's POV

Every emotion ran through me as I paced my bedroom. I didn't know what was going on with me. About thirty minutes ago, I was playing with my dog Gracie. She noticed my demeanor and backed away, and I knew something was wrong with me. Grabbing my phone, I dialed Aaron's number and continued walking back and forth in my room.

Aaron - What's up, man?

Aaron, man, something's wrong with me?

Aaron - What do you mean?

I was playing with Gracie, and suddenly my emotions were everywhere. Gracie tried comforting me, but all I felt was rage, man.

Aaron - Look, don't move. I'm on my way.

Okay, I'll see you.

I tossed my phone on the bed and huffed, running my hands through my short hair in frustration. What the hell is going on with me?

Soon enough, I heard the front door open and closed before heavy footsteps ran toward my room. Aaron stood in the doorway with a confused expression on his face.

"What's going on?" Aaron asked, staring at me.

"I don't know. It happened so fast." I softly spoke, shrugging my shoulders. "My emotions went from heartbreak to guilt, grief, anger, and now I'm sad for no reason." As I explained to Aaron how I felt, tears swelled in my eyes and fell down my face.

"Look, let's sit down and breathe for a minute," Aaron replied, making me sit on the end of the bed. "We're you thinking of something or someone?"

I sat there breathing as I tried to get myself together. "No, not really."

"Maybe you need to talk to another empath with the experience," Aaron suggested, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"You know what? Maybe you're right." I replied, nodding my head.

Grabbing my phone, I dialed a known empath and reader Carina Harrington. I called her before for a few investigations.

Carina - Hello Zak, it's nice to hear from you.

Yea, I know it's been a while. Are you free to talk right now?

Carina - Sure, I'm free to talk.

Okay, can you meet me at my house? I'll send you the address.

Carina - Okay, I'll be there.

Thank you.

Carina - You're more than welcome, Zak.

I threw myself back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. After investigating so many different locations, no place had me feeling the way I am. About thirty minutes passed before I heard the doorbell ring. Walking to the front of the house, I opened the door and greeted Carina with a smile.

"Hello, Carina." I smiled, hugging her.

"Hello, Zak. What seems to be the problem?" Carina asked as I allowed her inside. She followed me to the backyard and sat on the picnic chair.

"My emotions. I was playing with my dog Gracie when suddenly I became angry, guilty, felt grief, and now I feel sad for no reason."

"Hmm, have you had any contact with anyone who's an empath, psychic, or medium?" Carina asked, grabbing my hands and staring at them.

"Well, one person. Her name is Esmé. She's a psychic medium." I answered, watching her intently.

"Does she have a traumatic past?" Carina questioned, looking into my eyes.

"Well, Esmé told me that when she was a teen, she tried to commit suicide and coded out twice," I nodded, thinking back to the day of the investigation at Piper's house.

"Wow." She replied with a shocked expression.

Carina became quiet for a few minutes with a concentrated look on her face before sighing. "I think I know what's wrong. You're connected with her."

"Connected? What do you mean?" I asked her, confused.

"Well, it seems like you're her guardian angel Zak," Carina replied, smiling at me.

"What does this mean?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.

"Have you been feeling something for her? It doesn't have to be relationship-wise."

"Yes, on a few investigations, I've had spirits tell me girl, heart, and love," I explained, reminiscing about that day. "On one investigation, a spirit told me a girl had been raped, but they wouldn't say a name."

"Yes, they know it's her. Esmé is the one with a traumatic past." Carina replied, looking into my eyes as she talked. "It's not my place to tell you, but just know she needs you as much as you need her."

"It's all making sense now." I sighed, nodding my head.

"Have you been feeling something for her? It doesn't have to be relationship-wise." Carina questioned, staring at me.

"Wait, is that why I felt sadness and trauma when I first met her?" I asked, piecing together the puzzle.

"Yes." She answered, nodding her head. I couldn't believe Carina's words, but it all made sense. "It seems you two met by fate."

   Everything is beginning to sound legitimate now. From the spirits telling me clues to another saying a girl was raped. It all made sense now. Maybe I should give Esmé a call.

"Do you think I should give her a call?" I asked Carina, glancing up at her.

"No. Let her tell you because she'll likely wonder how you found out." Carina explained, shaking her head.

"Thank you, Carina." I praised, smiling at my good friend.

"You're welcome, Zak." Carina smiled, patting my hands in comfort.

Walking Carina to the front door, I waved at her as she got in her car and drove away. As I locked the door behind me, Gracie approached me and sat by my feet. I smiled, leaning down and scratching the spot behind her ears. It never fails that Gracie will ALWAYS comfort me and make my day better whenever I'm not feeling myself.

🏷 @naughtyslashers @nobodygetssza @cesarslefttiddy @sarahbaker2010 @assassinscross @emmasmut222

#my writings #zak bagans fanfic #zak bagans fic #zak bagans imagine #ghost adventures imagines

[starweaverarts]

i desperately need want the mega pizzaplex to be real just so i can watch videos of like zak bagans going in and screaming for ghosts just to get jump scared by little rabid chihuahua monty just borking and chomping a gate

#but seriously #i would watch the shit out of this #get wrecked zak bagans #i want like a deadstream style movie of someone exploring this place #youre gonna look at me and say this isnt hilarous??? #fnaf #fnaf ruin #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #five nights at freddy's #fivenightsatfreddyssecuritybreach #five nights at freddy's security breach #sb ruin #security breach ruin #fnaf monty #montgomery gator #fnaf au #fnaf shitpost #fnaf posting #imagine #shitpost

[terracebatman]

If John Cena was on Ghost Adventures...

#funny stuff #humor #funny #lol #haha #john cena #rasslin #john cena shares hospital snap after second surgery for mystery injury #john cena confirms surprising career change weeks after teasing wwe ‘retirement’ #john cena fights back tears as he addresses wwe retirement #john cena risks major wardrobe malfunction in tiny ‘x rated underwear’ in wild throwback #john cena kisses wife shay shariatzadeh in rare public appearance after surgery #cena #ghost adventures imagines #ghost hunting #ghost hunter #zak bagans #aaron goodwin #jay wasley #ghost adventures #zak bagans imagine #wweedit #wwe #meme humor #meme art #funny memes #meme #funny image #funny shit

[almost-gabrielle]

Does anyone do Zak Bagans (young Zak please) Ghost Adventures imagines? If so I'd really like to request! Thanks! Have a blessed day/night 🤗🤗🤗!

#zak bagans #adorable #cute #comfort #fluff #ghost adventures #haunted #zak #bagans #ghostly #imagines #tv series #popular #please answer #incident #las vegas #travel the world #flight #demonic possession #possessed

[pinktinselmonstrosity]

Ghost 👻 Adventure

#clearly a bot so i blocked them but imagine if it was the real zak bagans #🧃

[xplrvibes]

When I hear Ancient Ram Inn, I'm reminded of the time Zak Bagans laid down and invited an incubus to get all up on him, which Joel McHale absolutely roasted him for on the Soup the next week, to the point where Zak had to address that and his general stupidity in a future episode.

I was kind of excited for a repeat of that, tbh, but alas- I did not get my wish. Maybe thats for the best, though- I can't imagine how something like that would've gone over nowadays.

I shall say nothing of these streamer kids, except that the loud one metaphorically clinging to Colby all night ("I feel comforted by you, Colby" and "will you be my iron golem") was oddly endearing to me.

I want to say that one thing I will give snc is that continuously having these novice guests on really does make them seem like seasoned, respectful professionals in comparison, so maybe that's the secret behind all this madness lol.

Although having said that, they were the ones that decided to keep referring to Elspeth as the witch, despite knowing that she don't fuck with that shit, so...maybe the seasoned, respectful professionals thing is a work in progress. 🤣

Also, the Estes Method...creepiest fucking thing ever was when Colby's head just shot up and stared straight at...whichever guy (idek lol) when he asked a question, even though he was blindfolded. I know it was a coincidence, but it was so jarring. Why is everything about Colby doing the Estes Method always so unsettling?!

Anyway, kind of fun, kind of interesting at times, kind of filler, but that's OK! I'm just happy we're getting back into a rhythm.

#sam and colby #colby brock #sam golbach #snc video review

[haleyrude]

Alone

Pairing: Zak Bagans x fem!reader 

Disclaimer: Loved this request and had fun writing it! Enjoy!

Words: 2.1k

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The sky was blue, not one cloud to be seen. Everything was normal, you had even found a $5 bill on the floor while you were out running errands. Though all day you had a knot in your stomach which was unsettling, your gut was telling you something was wrong. You had texted your family and friends asking if everything was okay and they had all responded normally. You pinned it off as having to join your boyfriend and friends on one of their ghost investigations that night. 

Normally you were nervous but you’ve never had a knot in your stomach like you do now. You had spent a few hours researching the destination so you knew what to expect. Now the location tonight was known to have negative energy toward females and maybe that’s why you were so unsettled. You had just finished showering so you threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt before wrapping your hair up in a towel. Sighing, you grabbed your phone off the bathroom counter and walked out to your bed plopping on your stomach. Hovering over your boyfriends name on your phone you bit your bottom lip thinking it was stupid to even bring up your concerns with him. He was very protective over you during investigations but sometimes you felt like he cared more about his show when it came down to it. You pressed call and put it on speaker, dropping the phone to the bed and rolling on your side. “Hey baby!” he greeted you cheerfully, putting a smile on your face, “Hey” you didn’t mean for your voice to come out as somber as it did. “What’s wrong?” you took a deep breath, “so after researching the place we’re going tonight, I just… well’ he cut you off, “you don’t want to go? You know I’ve never let anything hurt you.” you nodded knowing he spoke the truth, “I want to go, I just, please don’t send me alone anywhere tonight. I have a gut feeling about something and I just don’t want to be alone.” It was silent for a few moments as he thought about what you said, “Ok baby, you have nothing to worry about” “Thank you, I’ll see you in a few hours” “Of course, love you” “love you too” After hanging up with Zak you thought the knot in your stomach would disappear but it felt heavier than before. 

***

“There were 15 deaths that were confirmed, that doesn’t account for anything left not discovered” You stood next to Aaron while Zak was stating different facts about the location you were at tonight. Everyone was wearing their usual black attire, all the equipment was set up and it was dark as hell as you stood in the lobby of an old museum. 

The air felt heavy as you looked at the different portraits that were hung on the walls. Some were in good shape and there were some that were worn down over time, somehow not being able to be preserved at all. Almost like the portraits rejected what could’ve saved them. Chills ran down your spine as you followed the 3 men, Jay staying behind to keep an eye on the camera’s that were set up throughout the museum.

It wasn’t long before you four were split into two teams, you being with Zak. You stood in front of a painting of a little boy that lost his life within these walls, that is known to still be running around these halls today. Zak held out a spirit box explaining to the camera how it worked before turning it on, the small dark corner you were standing in filled with the noise of static. Zak started asking the little boy questions. “William, are you here with us?” staying quiet to listen to a response, nothing came up. “William, if you’re here you can talk to us through this device I’m holding” After a few more tries you decided to speak up, “Did your friends used to call you Will, do you want us to call you Will?” as clear as day you both heard a ‘yes’ come through. You looked at Zak with wide eyes and he smiled proudly at you, urging you to keep going. “What happened here Will?” there was more silence, “We’re here to understand and help you.” “bad man” once again chills run throughout your body. “What did the bad man do?” you felt your throat tighten, just wanting to cry for this poor little boy, “hurt me, killed” “Woah, he was killed by the main owner Jefferson” “here” both of you couldn’t get over what was happening.

The questions went on a little longer before your luck of communicating with Will ran out but somehow you felt a sense of peace wash over you with what you learned about Will. Zak had his arm around you as you walked through the halls to meet back up with Billy and Aaron.

***

“Zak, you’re going to love what we captured,” Aaron held up a tape recorder. “Unbelievable communication tonight” Billy added on. “Same with us” you stated excitedly, looking up at Zak, he gave you a small smirk ruffling up your hair. Looking into the camera Zak started speaking, “We’ve been getting quite a lot of communication tonight, but I think it’s time we check out the basement area. It’s said this is where Jefferson the owner spent most of his time. Where he ended up torturing and murdering those who didn’t commit suicide. It’s known to have strong energy towards females,’ Zak turned toward you with sympathy in his eyes and you couldn’t help the fact that your stomach had dropped. You couldn’t even hear when he told the camera that you were going alone, you felt numb and betrayed. The 3 men looked at you expectantly. You couldn’t even muster up a word so you grabbed a camera and started walking toward the basement. You knew if you didn’t do this, you wouldn’t hear the end of it and the last thing you wanted to do is have your boyfriend be disappointed in you. “10 minutes and we will come get you” Aaron reassured, opening the door to the basement once you all stopped in front of it. 

Horror movies are nothing compared to what you felt when Aaron shut that door. Thankful you had your hair up in a ponytail because you broke out in a cold sweat, your heart pounded in your ears. The only thing you could rely on was the tiny screen on the camera where you could kind of see where you were going. The basement was run down, the stone steps you descended were cracked, chunks missing. Everything was eerily quiet besides the sound of water dripping somewhere very slowly. Once at the bottom there was a circle of chairs and you sat down on one of them. “I’m here alone Jefferson” you were surprised your voice was steady for the fear that was coursing through your veins. “Is this where you murdered innocent people?” You stood up slowly pacing, “Where you hurt Will, a small defenseless child” you felt tears buildup in your eyes but you stopped and held your breath as you heard a growl come from your left. Ever so slowly you backed up into the wall closest to the stairs, “You’re not allowed to hurt me” You felt as though you were suffocating, your chest felt heavy and then all of a sudden you had an intense pain on your stomach, not being able to see anything you collapsed on the floor and screamed.

The basement door opened and some light flooded through the room. Your tears made your vision blurry as someone lifted you up and started ascending the stairs. “Let me take her to Jay, continue with Billy” Next thing you know was that you were sitting in a chair and saw Jay working the computers. “Where’s Zak?” he looked over to you and smiled, “Are you feeling better?” No, you were not. You were pissed off. Standing, you looked at Jay, I’ll be at the hotel.” He nodded as you took your phone and called an uber, luckily finding one this late at night. 

***

Three scratch marks…. Three perfectly straight lines that drew some blood were placed on your stomach. You knew who did it, yet you felt defeated. You laid in the hotel bed after showering and changing your clothes into a silk pajama set. Setting an alarm on your phone you decided to get some shut eye before Zak came back.

***

You woke up to the sound of the door opening, Zak getting back before your alarm went off. You sat up as he turned on the lights. “I had no idea you came back here” he said once he laid eyes on you and released a breath of relief. “Why does it matter?” you frowned as he set his bag down. “I thought you were with Jay so I was worried something happened” You stood up fuming, “Why would you care about what happens to me!” your voice got louder as Zak came closer to you. “Because I love you? What are you…’ “Love me?’ you laughed, ‘I poured my heart out to you about how I did not want to go anywhere alone at the museum tonight, TOLD YOU, I had a bad feeling in my gut about it and YOU DID NOT CARE” Zak crossed his arms over his chest, “I was just thinking about the show and..’ you couldn’t help but cut him off once more, ‘The show, it’s always about the show Zak. I love how you pour everything into your show, caring so much about the entertainment for your fans and having all these amazing moments with the afterlife but sometimes I feel like you put your show before me and I can’t do it anymore.” you dropped your head letting your tears fall before continuing, “you told me you’d protect me, never let anything happen to me but you did not listen to me today. I’ve never felt so betrayed by you” 

“You’re okay, we’re both safe” before he could come closer you lifted your shirt exposing the scratch marks on them. Zak’s eyes widened as he sat at the edge of the bed urging you to come closer. You did and he gently raised his hand to run over the scratch marks, you hissed as the marks were still fresh. “I…’ his beautiful blue eyes welled up with tears, “you got hurt” he was trying to convince himself it was true. “I knew something bad was going to happen tonight and I begged you. This could’ve been worse and I was alone.” You put your shirt down as he wrapped his arms around you burying his head in your chest as a sob broke from him. You were so mad at him but seeing him like this broke your heart, so you stood there running your fingers through his hair while the other rested on his back. 

You don’t know how long you both stayed there like that but eventually he looked up at you, his eyes red along with yours. “I know sorry won’t fix what I did to you. I truly feel like I have failed you tonight and I cannot begin to apologize for it because it will never make anything better. I promised I’d always protect you and I didn’t do that tonight because I was selfish and was just thinking about entertainment. If I would have lost you..’ his face scrunched up as he brought you to hug him once more, ‘I wouldn’t be able to go on with my life. My life is you and I vow from this day forward my show will never be more important than you and our relationship. Please let me make this up to you” Zak has never sounded so broken before, you could tell he was talking from the heart. Sometimes people can’t see what’s in front of them until something bad or upsetting happens. Dealing with spirits good and evil anything could’ve happened tonight. 

“It’s okay” you softly said as Zak looked up at you again. He stood up so he was able to wrap his arms around you and fully engulf you in a hug. You squeezed him as tight as you could, hating that this even had to happen. “I love you, I never want to lose you” It was your turn to look up at him and smile, “I love you too” He leaned down and kissed you, every word, every feeling he had poured out into this kiss and you knew this was the first step for a beautiful change. 

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[ghost-adventures-imagines]

First lockdown

*requested*

For @mischiefnevermanaged89-blog

Prompts: #14 & #22

Fandom: Ghost Adventures

Pairing: Zak Bagans x reader

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It was your first lockdown with the ghost adventures crew and you’d be lying to have said that you weren’t in any way scared.

Once you reached the St. Anne’s retreat, you had the urge to turn around and go back, but you remained and followed the boys in, wanting to show that you didn’t have any fear in the slightest.

However, when the interviews were wrapped up and night had fallen, that all changed and your nervousness started coming through. You were close losing your composure, and Zak must have picked up on that pretty fast, you suddenly feel his arm drap over your shoulders as he pulled you close. Zak than speaks to you in a tone of voice for only you could hear, and it took you a little by surprise, it was something you wouldn’t think of hearing from Zak.

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay by you the whole lockdown since it’s your first.”

Rather than feeling comforted by his words, you felt more vulnerable than anything else. You don’t know why, you don’t understand why, but you went along with it and everything was running smoothly in the way it was supposed to be until Zak had locked Aaron in another building that sat on part of the property.

Both you and Aaron were freaking out.

“This wasn’t part of the deal!”

You couldn’t understand what Zak had said to that as you got lost in smacking his arm and begging for him to let Aaron out.

“Zak, we can’t just leave him in there by himself! What if something happens to him?!” Zak acted as if he didn’t hear you.

After some convincing, Aaron agreed to stay behind as you and Zak continued making your way around the investigation.

The whole time, you were silently doubting yourself. Thinking of things like, why did Zak choose to become part of the crew, you don’t know. You may seem tough on the outside, but really, you were just as much as a wuss as anyone else. Out of everyone Zak had to choose from, he chose you. Zak saw a lot of great potential in you, and not only that, he had developed feelings for you. Over the short time you’ve been part of the crew, you started growing the same feelings for Zak as well. Somehow, you both know how you felt about each other, but you both remained silent on that. You both unknowingly made it obvious for the rest of the crew, they knew it but stayed silent for obvious reasons.

The two of you were walking to the pool where they say a nun supposedly drowned her baby in years ago, and as you did, the urge to ask the begging question grew. You couldn’t bring yourself to ask it until you were going back for Aaron. It was almost too challenging for you to ask, but you had to do it, you had to know otherwise, it’d drive you crazy. To gain control of your nerves, you begin by keeping it simple, but Zak cuts in before you could say anything. Praising you about how well you were doing on your first lockdown.

“How do you feel now that we’re halfway through your first lockdown?”

“I feel good about it, still a little uncertain about it my investigation skills.”

“I think you’re doing an excellent job, better than anyone I’ve seen handling a lockdown, whether it’s their first or not.”

You couldn’t help but feel slightly shy all of a sudden, but you quickly regained composure and turned the conversation around.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yes, what’s up?”

“Why did you choose me? Out of everyone there, you had chosen me. Why did you choose me?”

At this point, you were back at the building Aaron was locked in earlier.

Unbeknownst to you, while Zak was about to give you an answer, Aaron was Ron the other side of the door, waiting to be let out when he started listening in on your conversation. As you look at Zak, you notice he seemed to be trying to put the right words to say in his head, as he didn’t want to have accidentally confess to you, confess to you yet, at least. You continue to wait patiently for a response, than he gave it to you.

“You know why, (Y/n).”

That was the last thing you had expected to hear.

You stared at him in disbelief, hardly daring to believe what he meant by that.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Zak was about to respond, but Aaron beats him to it, revealing Zak’s feelings for you.

“It means he likes you, (Y/n).”

“Aaron, shut up! No I don’t!”

“Stop lying! Stop lying to yourself and just admit it!” Aaron shouts back.

You lightly chuckle when you see that Zak seemed to be the most embarrassed than you had ever seen him before.

When he doesn’t say anything, you begin to ask him to know for yourself that if it’s true.

“What Aaron just said, is it true?”

Zak sighs heavily before responding.

“Yes. Yes it is.”

You felt your cheeks burn pink as he continued with an explanation.

“I wasn’t planning on confessing. Well, confessing this soon at least. I’m sorry if this makes you feel weird and I understand if you don’t feel the same way.”

As Zak rambles on, you feel the happiest you ever have been in the longest time.

You decide to confess as well.

“Shut the hell up, you don’t need to worry about that because I like you, too.”

The second you spoke a confession of your own, he was just as happy as you were.

Now was probably not the best place or timing to ask you for a date, but he did it anyway, and of course you agree.

“Can I take you on a date?”

“Absolutely!”

“It’s a date!”

Because you were both caught up in the moment, you had momentarily forgotten about Aaron.

Aaron takes his fist to the door, slightly scaring the hell out of you and Zak as his shouting to let him out.

“We get it! You like each other! Now let me out, I can’t take much longer of being locked in!”

“Stop lying!”

Zak talks back.

This was an interesting lockdown, especially for your first.

You were just going to keep it at that.

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A/N:

Thank you so much for requesting! This was so much fun to write, please feel free to send more stuff in!!’ 💜

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[laylajeffany]

I was wondering if you had thought about "face claim" from actors for your OCs in Chaos for the Fly ? 👀

Here is some I was using while reading:

Josephine Zypher: Freddie Lounds from Hannibal (Lara Jean Chorostecki)

Papa Zypher: Reginald Hargreeves from Umbrella Academy (Colm Feore) not too sure about that one =w=

Holly Gallor: Pepper Poths from the Iron Man movies played by Gwyneth Paltrow

I tried to think about one for Emi but nobody came to mind.

Not to scream, but Gw*nyth P*ltrow is one of my mortal enemies (she doesn't know that) - Tracey and I have uncontrolled rage for her more than almost any other celebrity alive (Zak Bagans and one of the girls from drag race aside)(though I'm frickin' telling you what - if Drew Berrymore doesn't stop sitting in other people's laps and all but sticking her tongue down their throats in her interviews, she's about to replace Gwyn*th for my least fave celebrity of the modern era)... So I have to tell you NO to that one, otherwise you are allowed to imagine whoever you want to for any of my OCs! They're not real, so I don't care. But I do deeply care about SWEET, INNOCENT HOLLY being portrayed by that person lol. :) :) :) This ask has the faces I visualize personally as my top 3 faves - Emi, Josie, and Holly. The others are in a powerpoint somewhere that Tracey made me. One of the reasons I have never written original work is extreme face blindness - I struggle deeply to picture a character I haven't seen before, so Tracey "cast" this for me and it made all the difference! But I literally don't care who you use in your own mind, just don't let it be Gwyn*th P*ltro, lmfao XD XD (I say this all in humor except that I REALLY hate her.)

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[agentgrange]

FIELD NOTES: POLL UPDATE & OD URANIDES

Long time no see. Apologies for the radio silence the last few weeks, agents. Had to make an unexpected dead drop in Las Vegas. Had a lot of fun *finally* playing my way through the full ARG experience at OmegaMart and visiting Zak Bagan's Haunted Museum. I have some hot takes on both, but walked away with some new ideas on fleshing out MIDCON more and the sort of Black Science threats they'd face.

Anyway, updates below where I discuss the poll's winner (OD URANIDES) and what agents should expect from this faction.

Poll came out to a tie between INCASTLE and Project Uranides, but only if you count my own vote which I only placed to see the results. That means URANIDES just barely ekes out ahead, which will be a unique challenge compared to the others. OD URANIDES, as the name implies, is actually a compilation of *twelve* networks across multiple agencies. Each have developed separately in the wake of the U.S. government's first contact with the "intraspace" entities known as the Lam in the late 1940s. Of course, this all should sound very familiar to anyone with even a small amount of Delta Green experience or cursory knowledge of Majestic-12 myth. Depending on how you want to use my writing though, OD URANIDES can either be an alternative re-imagining of the historical Majestic-12 legend or as something to add to and augment existing Majestic-12 lore in Delta Green. Instead of reacting with unity and enthusiasm for a new power to exploit, what if the twelve members of MAJESTIC reeled in horror and revulsion when faced with something they could never truly understand? What if they go their own ways hoping to forget what they saw but they can't? Imagine those arrogant "men of science" so confident in their domain over the world after their triumph of the atom, faced not with something nuts-and-bolts to scrutinize but something intangible, subjective, and abstract. Taunting them for ever deigning to think they were in control of anything. There's no putting that toothpaste back in the tube. To face the Lam and blink is to be forever drawn into their web of synchronicities while your own anxieties are made manifest through your obsessive need to find some form of closure for what you've seen. In MIDCON twelve men walked out of that meeting in 1947 in frustration and fear, and returned to their respective organizations carrying the seeds of something sinister-- a permanent gnawing urge to gain a better understanding of Intraspace. Once its planted, it grows out horizontally like a rhizome sprouting out in far off places seemingly separate from each other but if you dig just under the surface you'll see it's all still connected to where that seed first took root. From these seeds, twelve distinct memes grew to propagate American research and development in the latter half of the 20th century.

OCEANUS

THETIS

HYPERION

THEA

COEUS

PHOEBE

CRIUS

MNEMOSYNE

IAPETUS

THEMIS

CRONUS

RHEA

These URANIDES aren't coherent subprojects so much as they're twelve strains of the same virus, each mutated by the host it used to break containment. They're a predictable trace-route of otherwise impossible synchronicities that tie together seemingly unrelated Black Science projects. Its reoccurring patterns of dogs that don't bark but should have. Its impeccable circumstances that connect mad scientists and neurotic benefactors by one degree of separation because of a conversation someone just so happened to remember at just the perfect time. Its the elevator pitch for a "very good idea" pulled from thin air that some intern, who until now has been nothing but a sycophant, suddenly has the nerve to share with the executive that's been spending hours trying to think of a solution to the same problem. It's the order to the entropy thats driving humanity closer to the Lam, worming its way through the government. Agent, it's what MIDCON gets when we take the deluge of Black Science threats coming out of the world's skunkworks and learn to separate the signal from the noise. All of these projects, they're all building to something. Something great and terrible set in twelve separate places with twelve different methods all at once. Twelve parallel lines, all inexplicably pointing to one nexus. Whats that nexus? I don't know. We can't know. Not until we arrive there, not until we accidentally build it. For now, its beyond our conceptualization. Its trapped in the realm of Black Sky Thinking, until it falls from the stars into our lap like a tungsten rod.

Look, I don't mean to freak you out. Lets take a step back here Agent. Think of the rhizome again. We have to rip each of these up from the roots, and to do that we need to know where they've all branched out. The best way to do that is to find where it started, what member of Majestic-12 each came from, and work backwards from there. We haven't found out which is which yet but these URANIDES seem to have their own "personalities" and symptoms that we think came from the subconscious of the original host. Preferred pathways they use to take ideas from being a spontaneous glimmer in someone's eye to an after action report. Maybe with a bit of digging you'll get a feel for what each URANIDE is like, how to track it, and who it came from. That's our best chance to untangle this mess that's infecting the world before it all reaches that nexus.

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