Bad Moon Rising

Frank Dalloway-Piper || 19 || Son of Marnie and Ethan || "Don't go around tonight. Well it's bound to take your life. There's a bad moon on the rise."

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happyhavnts‌:

A small snort escaped Rudolph as he cocked his head to the side slightly, this boy was definitely interesting. It felt like they shared the same sense of humor and yet it was hard to be sure. Maybe it was due to his own errors of perception, the same errors that had gotten him into awkward situations in the past when it came to dealing with humans. It was one of the many reasons he tried to avoid it altogether. The way the other answered his question caught Rudolph off guard though and he was sure that he had his answer just from that alone. “No, I would never hurt a brother.” A fellow vampire. Or even any other supernatural creature for that matter, though he hadn’t really crossed paths with any other creatures. “There’s an obvious reason that I can tell you’re not human so you can consider your secret safe with me. Your blood smells… different. I can hear a pulse but your scent is off, not as appealing.” It wasn’t as if the other smelled bad, he just didn’t experience the same hunger he felt when he was too close to Tony after not feeding for a while. 

Although he breathed a small sigh of relief, the other male’s mention of ‘a brother’, had him confused. He highly doubted this guy was related to him in any way, so what did he mean by that? “Brother?” He repeated, almost tempted to add on ‘do I look like?’. However as he listened to the other speak, things started to make more sense. He was also a vampire. “You’re a vampire too.” He concluded. “Good to know I don’t smell appetizing to a vampire.” He deadpanned, before continuing. “It smells off because it is off. I’m half vampire, half warlock.” Although he usually wouldn’t go announcing that outside of Halloweentown, the other already knew he wasn’t human. Plus, Frank was starting to take a liking to him.

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

A small sigh fell from Eden’s lips as she reached out to playfully ruffle her brother’s hair, wishing for a moment that she could better mask her emotions and worries. “I just hope that my worrying isn’t a burden to you. I know I can be a bit overprotective at times but it’s for your own good. There are not many trustworthy people in this world and I’ve learned that the hard way, I don’t want you to learn that same lesson.” She explained, allowing her hand to drop back to her side. “Besides, mom and dad would kill me if we didn’t make it home with you in one piece.” She teased, but it wasn’t far from the truth. It was essentially her job to look after Frank as best as she possibly could. 

When he felt Eden ruffle his hair, Frank made a face. Even though he didn’t mind Eden hugging him, he did mind his hair being messed up. “Great, now I’m gonna fix it.” He deadpanned while moving his hair back into place, despite the fact that it would likely become tousled again due to a nap. “It’s not, since I worry a lot about you too. And believe me, I know. That’s why I usually keep to myself. And when I don’t, I stick with the people I can trust.” His friends may have been reckless, but they were also trustworthy. However at the mention of their parents, a pang of homesickness went through him. “I don’t think they’ll be killing you anytime soon. You’ve seen how many times I’ve tripped or bumped into something in a day, and I’m still alive and kicking.” Fate and luck seemed to like to laugh at him, with the amount of situations he’d been in and walked away from (although not unscathed) only for him to get into another situation. “I miss them.” He admitted with a sigh.

[happyhavnts]

frankdallowaypiper‌.

At her question, a smile made its way onto Frank’s face, and he shook his head. “No. Not when it comes to you.” Willow was his best friend, and one of the few people who understood how introverted he was. Even though it didn’t always show in his videos. “Unless you’re planning on yeeting something at me.” He teased. Willow was someone he enjoyed spending time with, even though before coming to town, it’d been via the computer and phone. However when she mentioned him disappearing, the smile fell from his face. “I didn’t mean to freak you out.” He said. “And I honestly thought I’d texted you after leaving the dance.”

While Willow was definitely not a sappy person, the fact that Frank was willing to go out of his way to make her feel better made her feel oddly warm and fuzzy inside. She couldn’t but chuckle and shake her head at the other, “I think the only things I’d ever yeet at you are a blanket and pillow. Maybe some snacks too.” She teased. Though her mood shifted as Frank explained himself, nodding her head. “I’m not blaming you or anything, I know sometimes the thought to shoot someone a text just slips your mind unintentionally.” She explained with a shrug. “This town is just a total cluster fuck and I want to look out for you as much as possible. You’re my best friend and I don’t want anything bad ever happening to you.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

“Thank God for that. The last thing I need is you yeeting books at me like Brian.” Frank said, stretching out on the couch. “Although with my luck, the pillow and blanket would find some way to bruise me.” Listening to Willow’s words, Frank shrugged. “I guess I was really fucking tired that night. I barely remember going and crashing at Kal’s.” He remembered some details, but it was a bit hazy. “Same here.” It was half of the reason as to why he protested them going out and doing certain things so much. “I fear that one day, you’re really going to piss off a ghost.”

[happyhavnts]

( closed starter for @frankdallowaypiper / ‘ want me to stay? ’ )

Want me to stay? A soft sigh fell from Willow’s lips before she pulled her legs up into her chest, arms wrapping around them. She wasn’t the type to be openly clingy when it came to her friends but ever since Frank had gone temporarily missing, she couldn’t help but feel worried about the boy. She pursed her lips before finally speaking up, “You wouldn’t mind?” She locked eyes with Frank, a sad smile appearing on her lips. “I don’t want to force you to stay, but I also want to spend more time with you.” She wet her lips. “I know I might not have shown it initially, but you scared the shit out of me when you disappeared. Your sister and Brian freaking out really worried me.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

At her question, a smile made its way onto Frank’s face, and he shook his head. “No. Not when it comes to you.” Willow was his best friend, and one of the few people who understood how introverted he was. Even though it didn’t always show in his videos. “Unless you’re planning on yeeting something at me.” He teased. Willow was someone he enjoyed spending time with, even though before coming to town, it’d been via the computer and phone. However when she mentioned him disappearing, the smile fell from his face. “I didn’t mean to freak you out.” He said. “And I honestly thought I’d texted you after leaving the dance.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

✖ - a repressed memory

At first the music had started off at a normal volume; it wasn’t something Frank wanted to listen to, but for the moment he could tolerate it. But then it began to get louder and louder. What was once something that was just unpleasant to listen to began to morph into unintelligible screaming, yelling, and banging. And when he saw the smirk on the asshole’s face, he knew that this must’ve been his plan all along. To take the sleep deprived kid and torture him until he cracked and agreed to join. 

As the screeches that could somehow be called music continued to play, Frank wished he could cover his ears. He couldn’t hear himself think. Hell, he couldn’t hear anything other than that horrible music. But his hands were bound to the chair, and he did not have the strength or energy to break free. He hadn’t had blood since before he appeared in town, and with the little amount of sleep he was running on, he was low on energy. Not to mention the headache that had come on since the music started. He wished he could just sleep, since that would get rid of his headache. But the second he closed his eyes, Kal started yelling over the damned music, forcing Frank to reopen them. However when he caught sight of his tattoo, a plan formed in his mind. There might just be hope after all.

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

Frank, a name he would make sure to remember. Especially since Kieran found himself secretly hoping this wouldn’t be the last time that they shared in one another’s company. He wet his lips before offering a curt nod of his head, “It’s a pleasure, Frank.” He was a bit happy that the other hadn’t caught onto what he had said, but that joy was temporary when it obviously finally clicked. “Nothing, nothing at all. I suppose I’ll explain it later if needed.” He figured that it would be a back-up plan if this whole compulsion route were to fail. “I’d be willing to try anything to experience anything remotely close to napping.” His desperation, unfortunately, leaking through. “It’s worth a try, I’m quite interested to see if it works on the dead.” It would at least make for an interesting story in the future if not.

Frank nodded back in response. “’Pleasure.” Although his voice was deadpan as usual, he had the feeling that Kieran would know that he actually did find it nice to meet him. However when the other backtracked on what he said, Frank decided to drop the subject. He supposed he’d find out later if it came down to that. “Okay then.” He sat up in his chair, taking a deep breath. Usually he didn’t offer something like this, only really using it to try and stop his friends back home from doing stupid stuff. “Hopefully this’ll work then.” He muttered, more to himself than Kieran. He wasn’t sure he wanted to find out what the back-up plan Kieran had in mind was, plus he was curious if maybe it’d work this time. “So...focus on me.” He said softly. “And try to relax.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

Kieran blinked in surprise, not expecting his wording to have been misconstrued but he understood how it could have been taken that way. “Oh lord no, I’ve never been a fan of cuddling.” He made an attempt to laugh off his flustered demeanor. “I suppose I should properly introduce myself though, especially since I was actually going to propose getting inside of you. Kieran Gracey at your service.” Your humble ghost host, but that part of the introduction was left out. Though a look of confusion flashed across his features at the mention of compulsion, unsure how exactly that played into his whole desire for sleep. “Compelling? Do you mean to tell me that you could compel me into taking a nap? Or at least getting out of my own head for a while?” It was an interesting idea.

“Thank God for that.” Frank deadpanned. While he probably wouldn’t have minded if they were closer, he didn’t feel comfortable cuddling someone he had just met, and didn’t want to disappoint. Especially since he was starting to like this guy. At first what Kieran had said went over Frank’s head, and he began to introduce himself. “Frank Dalloway-Piper.” However when he realized what Kieran had said before introducing himself, Frank raised an eyebrow. “Wait...what did you say?” He wanted to make sure he’d heard right, since he wasn’t quite sure what the other male was suggesting. However at Kieran’s reaction to compulsion, Frank shrugged. “I could try? It doesn’t usually work,” Especially not when he wanted it to, “and probably won’t since I haven’t had blood in fuck knows how long, but I’d be up for trying. And the state itself is kind of like napping.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

Grown on him, that was one way to word that you had feelings for someone. Kieran mentally stored it away for future use. A small chuckle fell from Kieran’s lips as he shook his head slightly, “Imagine how I feel.” There was a pause of silence as he mulled over his thoughts before a realization hit him. “Would you mind if I were to take a nap with you if you do decide to nap?” He wasn’t going to explain what he meant if the answer was a hard no. There was no point in explaining possession to an unwilling party.

When the other spoke, Frank cocked his head in confusion. He wasn’t sure what the ghost meant by taking a nap with him, since he’d just said that it wasn’t exactly possible. “Do you mean like...cuddling? Because I don’t really cuddle with people I just met, let alone someone whose name I don’t even know.” However an idea came into his head. It would definitely be a long shot, since he hadn’t had blood in God knows how long, and it usually didn’t work anyway. But since he assumed the other figured out he had some vampiric nature to him, maybe the other was asking him to use his compulsion? It was kind of like napping. “Or do you mean compelling?”

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happyhavnts‌:

While Kieran didn’t necessarily read too much into the other’s statement, he tilted his head to the side slightly. “He must be special to you if you manage to put up with him despite all of that,” he mused. Or at least that was his own perspective due to the fact he wasn’t quite sure if he could find himself putting up with behavior such as that unless the person meant a lot to him. The question caused him to let out a tired sigh, reflecting his overall state before he shook his head in reply. “No, unfortunately. The closest thing I can get to napping is laying still in bed and closing my eyes while praying that no one disturbs me for a few minutes.” Though there was something about pretending to take a nap that defeated the purpose. 

“Like I said, he’s grown on me.” He did find Brian to be special, but that wasn’t something he was going to admit out loud to someone he just met. Especially since he had no way of knowing if the other would come across Brian at any point. When the other male said he couldn’t nap, Frank felt for him. “Damn, that sucks. I can’t imagine what that would be like. Hell I don’t think I want to.” If he couldn’t nap or sleep, Frank felt like he’d lose it.

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

Kieran couldn’t help but arch a brow in amusement at the other’s statement about his roommate, “Your roommate is overly hyper and yet you choose to live with him? That’s a bit of a surprise.” Although he had no room to judge considering one of his closest friends was the epitome of a charming extrovert, or at least when Joseph wanted to be. He felt a bit saddened that he couldn’t be more useful to the other, but he didn’t let it get to him too much. “If it helps, I’m terribly worried about my… well, my Charlotte as well. But, I have a feeling that everyone was able to seek proper shelter before this all hit us hard.” Or at least that was the belief he was trying to reassure himself with for the time being. He chuckled softly and nodded his head, “People should learn to appreciate naps before they can no longer take them. I don’t believe that I’ve taken a nap in over a hundred years.” 

“Brian’s...grown on me.” He admitted, feeling a slight heat in his cheeks. “Plus he can be pretty fun to hang out with when he’s not bouncing off the walls, dragging me to parties, or yeeting books at my head.” When they just stayed home and watched movies, Frank had no problem with his roommate. He would even go as far as saying he enjoyed spending time with Brian...in his mind. “I hope so.” He said, looking down at his arm. Eden hadn’t touched her tattoo, so Frank assumed that meant that she was okay. But he wasn’t sure about anyone else. “Can ghosts not nap?” He asked. Although he could identify ghosts, he didn’t really know much about their personal lives or habits.

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

Kieran couldn’t help but chuckle, starting to regret his initial thoughts about the other. He nodded in agreement, “I suppose I am. Misery loves company after all.” He joked, shaking his head slightly. It seemed ironic for two individuals who were both introverted and on edge to have gotten stuck together. “I’m just thankful I didn’t get stuck with someone who feels the need to bounce off the walls.” That sounded like his definition of a nightmare. A small frown tugged at the corners of the ghost’s lips before he shook his head, “I’m afraid I can’t offer up any help on either of those ends. If Laura were here, I would have her consult with the spirits to see whether your friends were alright. As for the blood, I don’t believe there is a living soul present in the house currently.” Or if there was, he was unaware of their presence. “God… I envy those who can still nap. What I’d give to just… clock out for a few hours.” He chuckled softly. 

“That’s what they say.” It didn’t always apply to him, but in this instance, it had. At least initially. At the mention of getting stuck with someone who bounced off the walls, Frank let out a snort. He didn’t mind living with someone energetic as long as he could get away from them when he needed to. But to be stuck with someone like that in a blizzard...he would lose his damn mind. “Same. You’d hate my roommate.” Although he’d grown fond of Brian, the other boy still managed to irritate him every so often. When the other shook his head, Frank sighed, rubbing at his temples with his hands. He’d been hoping for a yes on either front. It wouldn’t be fair if life had just given him that. “Shit.” He didn’t bother asking who Laura was, since she wouldn’t be able to help evidently. “I feel that. Naps are pretty nice. Not everyone gets it.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

happyhavnts‌:

There was a part of Kieran that felt guilty about losing his cool with the other, especially since he was equally on edge. Between this storm and everything else that was happening in his life, he wasn’t sure what was weighing on him the most. A tired sigh fell from his lips as he shook his head, “No need to apologize, I’m not exactly in the most brilliant of moods.” He explained, hoping the other would be understanding. He pursed his lips as he leaned back in his chair, remaining silent for a few moments. “Is there anything I can do that may help take the edge off a bit?” It was the least he could offer considering he had just snapped at the boy. “You could always take a nap to help pass the time. I’ve heard that being unconscious does wonders for a troubled mind.” It was the only thing he missed about being human, there was no off switch for him. 

“I guess you’re in good company then.” Frank deadpanned. Although he wasn’t usually this irritated, he had to deal with the fact that it was snowing outside, he’d likely be sleeping in a house that wasn’t his, and he had no clue if his friends and family were safe. And on top of that, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had blood. Usually Eden snuck it into his cereal, because he was prone to forgetting about it until his body screamed at him for it, since half-vampires didn’t need to have it as often. “Not unless you can assure me my friends are okay.” He said with a sigh. “Or you have some blood.” He didn’t need a lot; just enough to get himself back to normal. However at the mention of a nap, Frank shrugged. He was always down for a nap. “...Maybe being stuck here won’t be so bad after all.” He mused, a small smile coming onto his lips.

[happyhavnts]

( event starter for @frankdallowaypiper​ / kieran & frank. )

Kieran initially believed he was doing a good deed when he invited the other to his mansion the moment the snowfall began, but he was starting to feel a lingering sense of regret as the hours dragged on. He was fairly sure that it wasn’t safe to go outside and it wouldn’t be for a while. He had been listening to the other complain for a few minutes, rubbing his temples in agitation. He was starting to believe that letting the other freeze to death outside would have been more tolerable than this. He found himself interjecting in the middle of the boy’s rant, “Do you ever shut up? I don’t mean to sound rude, I’m just wondering.” He dragged his hand down the side of his face, annoyance more than visible on his face. Surely his father would have scolded him if he had overheard his statement. 

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

Although Frank had been thankful that the other had invited him to stay in his mansion, he honestly wished he was back at the house he shared with Brian. He felt weird staying over at a stranger’s house, and to boot, he didn’t know what his friends were up to; were they okay? Were they doing dumbass things out in the blizzard? He’d been ranting about both that and the fact that it was just his luck that he’d be stuck in a fucking snowstorm in May of all times. However the other’s comment threw him for a loop. Usually he was the one telling other people to shut up when he didn’t want to deal with them. Immediately he stopped. “Sorry.” He said, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair. “I’m feeling a bit...on edge.” He figured he might as well admit that, considering he was gonna be stuck with the other boy for a while.

[lastingsongs]

frankdallowaypiper‌

“I probably wouldn’t have caught it no matter where he aimed…especially because I don’t think he hit where he was aiming for in the first place.” He knew that Brian hadn’t wanted to hurt him when he’d thrown the book. He just was tired of Brian doing stupid and reckless shit like that. Although he flinched at the other’s contact, he soon cracked a small smile as a snort escaped him. This guy was funny. “You know what, that doesn’t sound half bad. It’s better than what I was thinking of doing.” He’d planned on guilt tripping Brian as he usually did when something like that happened. But this was creative, and although it probably wouldn’t be the highest quality, maybe he could film a video for it. “Do you prank people a lot?” He asked curiously.

miguel nodded before offering up a shrug of his shoulders. “see, that’s where the whole new roommate suggestion comes into play. that seems like the only other option besides improving your own catching skills, that way you’ll be prepared for anything he throws your way. metaphorical and literally.” he joked. miguel couldn’t help but beam when the other complimented his idea, it was one that he was admittedly proud of despite coming up with it on the spot. “what were you thinking of doing?” he asked out of sheer curiosity. though at the other’s question, he shook his head. “me? nah. but i watch a lot of prank videos on youtube. i would probably prank people if i knew i could get away with it, but a big family means more of a chance of getting grounded for pulling a prank that pisses someone off.”

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“Yeah, but finding a new roommate takes effort that I don’t have. Unless you’re offering to come live with us?” He said with a chuckle. “And trying to improve my catching skills wouldn’t do shit, since I don’t have much coordination.” With his luck, he’d just continue to get hit with whatever he was trying to catch. When the other asked him what he was thinking of doing, Frank shrugged. “Maybe looking at him sadly and going ‘ow,’ or complaining. But I like your idea a lot better.” At the other’s response, Frank nodded. He understood not wanting to prank people; although his family wasn’t that large, nothing got past them. Especially since they had magic and vampire powers on their side. “Feel that. My mom would probably know I was planning something before I even did it.”

[frankdallowaypiper-blog]

ofstorybooks‌:

A LOUD SCOFF escaped Brian the moment he heard Frank’s defense, finding the explanation to be rather weak. “ You spent the night at a friend’s ? Who ? Willow and Eden both couldn’t find you. ” He wasn’t purposefully trying to insinuate that the other didn’t have many friends but it was true. Frank wasn’t one of the most social individuals and that was just a fact. “ Why couldn’t you have sent me a text when you woke up ? ” He realized he was starting to sound a little controlling, almost like his parents when they were overly worried about him and Tucker. He let out a sigh and shook his head, “ Nevermind… it doesn’t matter. I’m just glad that you’re okay. ” He leaned in and wrapped his arms around Frank. 

“My friend Kal’s.” He said, rubbing his temples to alleviate the oncoming headache. Although a part of him knew that Brian’s anger was justified, Frank still felt that he shouldn’t have been in such deep shit. It was only for a night, the potion told him. He didn’t understand why everyone was freaking out so much if it was only a night; he was known for sleeping half the day away. And it wasn’t like he’d planned on staying at Kal’s for more than just one night. “Because I woke up fifteen minutes ago, and I figured it’d just be easier to come tell you ‘Hey I’m not dead’ myself. ‘Guess I was wrong.” It also had felt like the better option at the time, since he’d turned his phone on in the middle of walking home. “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” He asked, confusion coming onto his face. When Brian wrapped his arms around Frank, Frank felt heat flush to his cheeks, and he was thankful the other couldn’t see it.

[oscar-piastri]

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