#thir13en ghosts reader insert

[lena-after-dark]

Pairing: The Torn Prince x Reader

Prompt: Yandere Headcanons

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: Stalking. Yandere Behavior. Mention of murder.

The Torn Prince would follow you absolutely everywhere. He’d be out of sight most of the time, but he’d want to be near you even if you didn’t know it. And when you can see him, you can bet he’ll be leering.

If you notice him leering at you or following you and choose to ignore him, he’ll make himself much more visible. 

He wouldn’t hide how much he didn’t want anyone else to be into you, even once you get together. You’d get plenty of ghostly, “who is that?!” “Why were you talking to them?” type questions. But also that 50s slang sometimes makes it funny.

See also: “don’t run from me!” 

He’d sometimes take your things without you knowing, only to return them later. So if you’re missing something, it’s probably hidden away.

It wouldn’t be just your things, though. The Torn Prince would also cut off a piece of your hair when you’re sleeping or save a tissue that has your blood on it.

He’s definitely down to kill anyone who tries to get too close to you. Or, in the very least, terrify them so they stay away. It doesn’t matter who they are, either.

“You’ll always be mine, baby, even when we’re floating up in the clouds.”

Originally posted here.

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[ariana-maryse]

Imagine...

Being a ghost hunter and encountering The Torn Prince (Part 2)

Part 1 Here

(For @fearxthexbloodmoon)

After your initial encounter with the angry ghost, you’d decided to research further. The audio you were able to record hadn’t given you much - an eerie scream and the fumbling of you running away.

You wanted to return. But, of course, you couldn’t. Not until you found a way to get near him without him trying to knock your head off. You’d never dealt with such a violent spirit before.

There were several claims that spells recited in Latin could calm a restless ghost. It was worth a try. You and your crew decided to remain in the vehicle while playing the spells over the speakers in case you needed to make a hasty getaway.

You returned to the site again and the driver rolled through slowly. You had on the glasses you‘d used before, on the lookout. Everyone was ready with their equipment and you kept the windows down to play the spells once he was in sight.

“Stop here. I think I see him.”

You heard that same chilling wail from before and started the audio, turning it up as loud as you could. He was a few yards away, bat in hand and ready to swing. He stopped and remained still, lowering his weapon.

You got out of the car slowly, recorder in hand, and moved toward him. Inside the car, the rest of the crew was recording the heat signatures and EMF readings.

“Alright, slugger. Let’s try this again.”

[lena-after-dark]

Pairing: The Torn Prince x Reader

Prompt: Imagine the Torn Prince being obsessed with you.

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: Stalking.

Ghosts bound to Earth tended to hover near places that were familiar to them. For the Torn Prince, that was a now vacant plot of land that had once been the high school sports field. Rarely did anyone pass by. Except for you. You walked by the field several times each week. He knew that you could see him. He didn’t know why, but the first time you’d passed by, you paused and the two of you made eye contact. He’d walked toward you, and was surprised when you didn’t run. It was only when he brandished his bat in your direction that you backed away. 

He thought it was fun. Sometimes he’d watch you, sometimes he’d get close. He’d gotten bored with that, though. He didn’t want to hurt you, per se. He didn’t know what it was, but he decided to follow you. He stayed behind, unsure if you were aware that he was there or not. Either way, he kept on your trail until you were home, presumably. He stayed outside for a while, watching your shadow through the windows. 

Soon after, he followed you anywhere you went. Now he knew you were aware of his presence. He could see you looking over your shoulder for him. 

‘I’m still here.’

You even confronted him, which he found greatly amusing. “Why are you following me?” You’d asked him. 

‘Because I want to.’ 

You asked him to leave you alone, explaining that there was nothing you could do to help him. Of course you couldn’t help him. He had no intent of asking such a thing. He grinned at how silly you were.

‘Wherever you go, I’ll be right behind ya.’

Originally posted here.

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[ariana-maryse]

Imagine...

Being a ghost hunter and encountering The Torn Prince.

(For @fearxthexbloodmoon )

Ghost hunting had been a dedicated hobby of yours for some time. Along with a few friends, you’d made a group and gotten the equipment you’d wanted and tried to travel to haunted sites as often as possible. 

When you read about a spirit inhabiting a flat strip near a school, you and your friends made the arrangements to go and see it (despite the warnings of people winding up missing or dead, of course.) 

Equipped with an EMF meter, recorder, and some special glasses you’d found at an oddities shop, your group found your way to the site. After night fell, you started your search. 

For a while, there was nothing. Just darkness and the occasional song from an insect. The meter remained flat and no one was picking up anything on the recorders. You did encounter an old, worn memorial that had clearly seen better days. The name was faded and you couldn’t make out more than an, ‘R.’

Then the silence was broken by an angry wail. When you saw him, it was clear that you wouldn’t be getting as much evidence as you’d hoped to. The ghost of a young man came at you wielding a bat. You had to move quickly to avoid his attacks. 

You turned and ran toward the car, yelling for your friends to follow suit. You could hear him behind you, that same far off scream. It was chilling. You all scrambled to get inside and took off immediately. The ghost managed to hit the hood of the car, denting it, before you drove off. 

“Y/N, were you able to record anything?”

“I think so. I didn’t have enough time to really focus on it. It’s too bad, though. He was kinda cute.”