93 “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.” For the prompt thing!
A/N: you didn’t specify a pairing, so I chose Logince with some implied Analogince! Can be read as either romantic or platonic! (also, I now kinda love the idea of this au, might have to write more of it one of these days)
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“Roman, please stop being ridiculous,” Logan sighed, rolling his eyes.
“I’m not being ridiculous! I’m telling you, I’m haunted!” Roman cried, pacing back and forth in his room. Logan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“You simply misplacing a few objects does not equal you being haunted,” Logan huffed.
“I didn’t ‘misplace’ a few objects! They moved on their own!” Roman protested, throwing his hands up dramatically.
“Can you prove that?” Logan asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh no you don’t, last time you said that, you fucked with demons and have now gotten me haunted!” Roman scolded. Logan frowned at his choice of words.
“That’s a rather crude sentiment,” he muttered. This time, it was Roman’s turn to roll his eyes.
“Okay, you messed with demons and then got me haunted. Just… whatever. I’m gonna go get some air,” Roman sighed, grabbing his jacket and shrugging it on, before heading out the front door. Now that Logan was alone, he turned to glare at the empty air.
“Virgil,” he said sternly. The air shimmered after a moment or two, and a demon with twisted black horns and gleaming purple eyes appeared. He grinned, revealing rows of dazzling sharp teeth.
“Yes, Logan?” Virgil asked, his voice echoing through the room.
“Do you find joy in tormenting my friend?” Logan asked, sounding unimpressed.
“Yes. Immensely. You should’ve seen his face when I moved his water glass this morning,” Virgil grinned.
“Virgil…” Logan said, voice trailing off into a slight growl.
“Relax, I’m only messing with him. I promise that no harm will come to your human,” Virgil said solemnly. Logan’s face flushed at Virgil’s words.
“He’s- he’s not my-”
“Mhm. Keep telling yourself that, L.” And with that, Virgil vanished from sight, leaving Logan standing alone in Roman’s living room.
when i was younger, four or five, my parents and i would often do “family nights” in which we’d color in coloring books and id pin up the finished colorings on my wall. i lost mostly all of them, i have only one now, and i cant even remember if it was my mom or dad that colored it, but its a little christmas tree with presents underneath it. the page is yellow and the colors are dull from it being there for so long, the paper is ripped up and bent, but just looking at it makes me feel both sad and happy
,, i also have a couple pictures of my dad and i from when i was like 2 but i dont count them as comfort bc i just wanna cry when i see em fkljgsdlfkg
memory lane: best childhood memory?
ah i have so many i dunno if i can choose just one !!
how deep into childhood we going? like, pre-teen age or pre-pre-teen age ???
well, i cant remember all too far back, so.. we’ll go with a memory from a few years ago and im not entirely sure on my age, i think i was 13? 13 or 12, i dont know, and its really uneventful lol
my family (on my dad’s side) had this sorta tradition up until this story, in which we’d go on a trip to Boyne Mountain Resort in Michigan and stay for a week in one of the condos. And it’s soo fun, theres arcades and shops and pools and a water park and other small, outside parks, and the condos themselves are amazing- but thats besides the point lol
The last trip, this story, is the last time we ever went, and it’s probably the best trip there.
My family is big, and we usually take 2-3 vehicles to carry us all places, so its a bit of a hassle to get everyone situated- so when we go to Meijer or something for just quick shopping, usually, not everyone goes.
The group in this trip consists of my grandma, two of my aunts, me, my brother, and five of my cousins. my grandma wanted to go to Meijer for food since we were running low and had to stock up for snacks, and she had asked who wanted to go with her.
The only ones who decided to stay were me, and two cousins.
i would have gone, but hell, that group was huge just going to a store and i finally got to be away from my brother so i stuck behind with my two favorite cousins, win-win yknow lol
so, since i was like, 12-13, my female cousin 9-10, and my male cousin 15-16, he was in charge. and it was gREAT
we technically weren’t supposed to be home alone so my grandma made a rule so that all the curtains had to be closed and we had to make as little noise as possible, and we decided hey, its pitch black in this possibly haunted condo, and were home alone and surrounded by food. hide and seek
now, both my female cousin and i are fucking stupid. we cant see anything right in front of our faces with the lights on. and my male cousin is a genius and sneaky as hell. best possible combo
so my female cousin was it, i hide under a table, she caught me like after 5 seconds, we ate an entire bag of cheetos and like five fruity suckers, and then finally decided to look for our male cousin
and in these condos are like, two rooms. they both have a living room, kitchen, and bathroom, and the smaller one has a single bedroom whereas the bigger one has two bedrooms and two bathrooms. so we thought, hes probably hiding in the big room right??
so we search both bedrooms. and both bathrooms. and the kitchen. and the living room.
cant find him
so
second room, then
we hunt the second room. he wasnt in the living room, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom- or even the closets.
and we were like well what the hell, not allowed to use the lights so what do?
we gave up
and started playing the xbox
eventually forget about him and so when we heard the chair squeak from the kitchen, we immediately start to freak out because holy shit this place is haunted
so we like, try to pretend we didnt hear anything, obviously
and then this fUCKING ASSHOLE
THROWS A CHAIR OUT AND CRAWLS FROM UNDER THE TABLE AND LUNGES AT US
WERE TRYING NOT TO SCREAM BC WE CANT MAKE NOISES BUT FKJGHDFLK ITS SO HARD WHEN A MAN BEAST IS LUNGING AT YOU AND YOURE TRYING NOT TO LOSE YOUR MIND
anyway we hit him in the face with a pillow and he forced his way into our video game session and my grandma came back (a few hours later than planned, cause apparently they got horribly lost) to the entire place a wreck
