A/N: I haven't played The Quarry in about 4 months so forgive me if he's a little ooc.
It was a starry night, you had just finished listening to Ryan's stories by the campfire. You started to put out the fire as Ryan took the kids back to the cabins. Dylan also stayed back to clean up the wrappers and the kids uneaten snacks.
As the flames died down, you turned to Dylan, "I was thinking, we should stay out a little longer." Dylan looks up at you, confused. You point up at the lit up sky. "Go stargazing for a bit. Before we have to go to sleep."
He quickly glanced behind him, making sure all the campers were out of sight, turning back to you with a grin. "Fuck yeah."
The two of you walked the rocky path to the boat house, conversations of the busy day the two of you had, flowing. It didn't feel like long until you had made it, stopping at the edge of the deck, quickly taking a seat with your legs dangling just above the water.
"It's been a while." You hear Dylan sigh beside you, you nod. "Yeah, we don't get much time to ourselves like this." You mumble as you stretch your neck, arms raised. As you lower your arms you take a glimpse at the brunette beside you, his eyes entranced by the bright lights.
Your eyes follow his as you lie back against the cool wood, Dylan turning to you at the sound. It takes a few seconds before he copies your movements, the both of you now staring at the stars.
"The views are so pretty on nights like this." Your eyes wander across the different constellations above you, trying to form familiar shapes. "It really is." You turn to see Dylan staring back at you, his eyes gazing upon your own. "You're really pretty." A wide goofy grin finds place on his face as he says that.
"You're such a romantic." You chuckle at his antics, playfully rolling your eyes. He rolls over onto his stomach as he leans his face closer to yours. "I know." He whispered, his breath grazing upon your lips. You reach over and rest your hand onto his neck, slowly leaning in as the two of you share a kiss.
As he pulls back, he moves to rest his head against your chest. "We should head back before anyone notices we're gone." Dylan sighs. "Let's just stay like this for a little longer." You whisper against his forehead, before placing a kiss against it.
You both like against each other as the night grows darker, making use of the shirt time the two of you had left that night.
A/N: Completely unrelated, but I couldn't miss the opportunity to make that the title (It's a song from the game in the not-copyrighted version.) I listen to it too often, even now.
Also, would you guys like us to put summaries at the start of our fics?
A/N: This can be read with any of The Quarry boys, this is meant to be in Y/N’s POV but I guess the character of your choice also works. I’m not sure if this counts as angst, but I tried my best.
There are a lot of mentions of blood, death, gore and hallucinations. Please be wary and don’t read this fic if the content is too harsh!
You couldn’t believe he was gone. It felt like just yesterday the cops were pulling you away from your lover’s deformed corpse. His blood staining your hands and clothes as all you could smell was what remained of him.
You still smelt it now, having spent so many hours in those crimson-filled clothes gave you enough time to commit it to memory. You often smelt it on nights like this.
Cold. Dark. Silent.
You feel the sticky blood crawl its way over your arms, it irks you how real it felt. Just like that night. Your eyes begin to fog, vision becoming indefinable as it grows dark, the blurred corpse of your former lover appearing. Your clothes feel tight, compressing your chest. It gets harder to breathe as the rotting smell fills your lungs. You gasp, voice hoarse as you try to regain composure.
The body beside you starts to become more visible, every gorey detail visible on his tormented face. Your heart aches as he lies there, lifeless. Your eyes swell with tears, the drops falling in abundance as you stare at him, unable to look away.
You watch as his eyes shoot open, your heart leaping out of your throat as he starts to stand, unbalanced and deformed. You can’t help but feel a little joyous, seeing him alive, as mangled as he may be.
Until the screaming starts.
A blood-curdling screech rips from his throat. Blood follows as it drips down his neck, the screams turning into loud gurgling as he starts to drown in his own blood. His scarred arm lifts, his torn-apart finger pointing right at you. The gurgling stops, a few strained coherent words falling from his tongue.
“This is all your fault-”
The sound of a door breaks you out of your trance.
“Y/N..” It’s a hushed voice, a familiar one. “Is it happening again?” You dig your head into your hands, wiping the tears flowing down your cheeks as you mutter. “Yeah.. yeah…” The bed dips as you feel the girl take a seat beside you, her hand rubbing against your arm as she whispers comforting words.
A/N: We’ve got a couple of our longest fics coming out soon (Hopefully this week) Including a Part 2 to the Hogwarts Legacy Yule Ball fic! All feedback is appreciated, I rarely write angst and I’m not all to good at it.
You were lying down on the couch, reading one of your favorite books. As you turn the page, you hear a groan beside you and then feel a sudden weight being put onto your body. You grunt and look down at Jacob, now resting in your arms. “You alright Jacob?” You slowly run your fingers through his hair. “ ‘s too cold” He mumbles out, cheeks squished into your chest.
You chuckle and put your book aside, then lean your head down to place a kiss on his forehead. You grab the fluffy blanket hanging over the couch and fix it on top of the two of you. He sighs in satisfaction as you wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. You smile as he starts to fall asleep in your hold.
(Takes place before the events of The Quarry, You, Kaitlyn and Jacob are all childhood friends. It's in like Jacob’s house or something.)
“I swear to god, if you don't stop singing I’m going to ram your head into the wall.” Kaitlyn grunts as she leans into the couch, grabbing the pillows beside her and throwing them Jacob’s way. “C’mon Kaitlyn” He starts “Tis is the season to be jolly” Kaitlyn groans as she pushes Jacob away.
You walk past the two, aiming for the kitchen. “Y/N!” Kaitlyn glares at you. “Get your gross, man child boyfriend off of me” “Hey!” Jacob whines. “And tell him to stop repeating those god awful Christmas songs.” You smile as you gesture for him to come your way “Come here Jacob” Jacob sulks as he makes his way to you, you whisper in his ear as you grab the remote. “Finally” Kaitlyn chuckles. But her smile falters as she hears the volume rising. “I don’t want alot for Christmas!” You and Jacob start dancing together, belting the song. “There is just one thing I neeeeed!” “Oh my god stop” Kaitlyn shoves her head into the couch. Both you and Jacob giggle through the song, Kaitlyn finally giving in to the torture.
(I don’t know if I made Kaitlyn too mean, I feel like I can see her saying this but everyone sees her differently.)
A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the lack of posts. We’ve both been busy but hopefully we can bring out some more stuff soon. (Also I made this at night and it isn’t proof-read, let me know if anything needs fixing up)
Nick's POV:
"Hey guys” We look over to the (H/C) boy walking by, waving our way. I wave back and look over to see Dylan goofily smiling, slowly waving until Y/N walks out of the lodge. I hear him sigh as he drops his hand. "Dude, you alright?" He stays quiet as he continues to smile facing the door Y/N left through. "Dylan?"
Dylan's POV:
"Dylan?!"
Huh? I look over to the Australian boy beside me. "Yeah?" Nick looks away and chuckles "Oh my god man" I curiously stare at him "What?" "You're so obvious dude" This is getting irritating "What are you talking about?" "It's so obvious you have a thing for Y/N" I choke "W-What? How did you- I don't-" Nick giggles "Relax, I won't tell anyone." He pauses "You should ask him out, I'm pretty sure he likes you too" I shake my head “I doubt it” I scoff “I mean, is he even into guys?” I stand from the step, looking down at Nick. He shrugs “He looks at you the same way Jacob looks at Emma, I’m pretty sure he’s into guys and I’m pretty sure he’s into you”
Nick stands up and pats my shoulder “We’ve only got a few more weeks of camp, let him know how you feel before you lose your chance” I watch as he walks out of the lodge ‘I guess I could tell him, what’s the worst that could happen?”
Timeskip (A few days later)
Dylan’s POV:
I just finished putting the campers in my cabin to sleep, ready to fall into my own slumber. I lifted up the sheet and that's when I heard a door creak open. I sigh as I walk to the mirror, checking to see which kid I had to bring back, I rub my eyes as I notice the person walking out the cabins wasn’t a kid, it was Y/N. My heart skips a beat as I quietly exit the cabin, making sure to not be noticed by the H/C boy.
I stop to see Y/N sitting at the dock with his legs hanging off the edge, I feel my heart race as I approach him. “Uh hey Y/N” The boy infront of me jolts as he turns around “Holy shit man” He chuckles as he looks back out at the lake “What are you doing out so late?” Y/N smiles as I sit beside him. “I could ask you the same thing, why are you creeping around camp so late?” I playfully nudge him.
“Just needed some fresh air” He pauses and gestures for me to speak “You?” “I uh, I’ve wanted to talk to you alone and so I thought this would be, y’know, a good chance to chat” I sheepishly rub my arm “Yeah sure” His E/C eyes gaze into mine as he waits for what I say. “Yeah so I wasn’t really planning on doing this but Nick told me I should so that's why I am uh..”
Y/N’s POV:
“..and it’s completely chill if you don’t feel the same, but I think you should at least know before camp is over and I never get to tell you-” “As much as I love hearing your voice, please just get to the point Dyl” His face visibly reddens as he starts to stutter “Uh yeah- sorry. I like you-” He quickly continues “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way and we can pretend I didn’t say that if you-” I chuckle as I stand up “I like you too Dylan” The brunette smiles as he looks down. I lift my hand up to his chin, gently lifting his head up "Will you be my boyfriend Y/N?" I hear him whisper "I'd love to be"
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Hiii can i have a dylan x reader where y/n takes care of dylan's cut off hand? thxx!
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Dylan Lenivy x Male Reader Imagine
"Are you sure you're okay?" Y/N sighed, wrapping bandages over where Dylan's hand used to be. Dylan slightly chuckled "Yeah.. yeah. It doesn't hurt anymore.." The (H/C) boy shook his head. "Kaitlyn gave me some painkillers" Y/N passed the half full pill bottle over to the brunette "Hopefully they'll subdue the pain until we can get you some real help" Dylan throws a half smile before downing the remaining pills.
He coughs before looking back up, Y/N lightly smiles before resting his hand against the back of Dylan's head, bringing their faces closer. "We'll be okay.. right Y/N?" Y/N nods while brushing his fingers through his lover's blood and dirt stained hair. The two boys spent the rest of the night by each other's side.
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