darkness attracts darkness. and who would take the most pleasure in being surrounded by the most morbid & disturbed creatures that earth has to offer other than death himself, the son of the horrid night & eternal darkness ?? it’s safe to say that he hates nothing more than other gods & people, but if the latter happened to be tainted, tortured by their own personal hell & maniacal demons that gave them a little push towards LUNACY, he couldn’t help but play with them. he sees shock as a harmless person, though dark & with a sick mind, so he couldn’t pass on the opportunity to lure her in & possibly turn her into one of his minions & blind worshippers. as he watches her step closer and closer to him, a sinister, shuddersome grin cuts his cheeks. he’s convinced that he has her wrapped around his finger. hungrily, as if he’s been DEPRIVED for centuries, his teeth capture the female’s lower lip, his strong hands like a bear trap on her neck ( he frequently needs to remind himself to loosen the grip in order not to strangle her ). though, what has him completely ENTHRALLED is not physical contact, but her aura & the violent flashes in his mind that he gets when she’s this close.
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title: untitled shelia/dylan cuteness w/ extra fear headcanons for angst
pairing: shelia & dylan
The first time it happened, he barely noticed the change until he got there — but, luckily, she was there, too.
He wanted to stop at the first tree, located half of a mile from the woods, but he didn't. Shaking hands were shoved in his coat pockets, and he convinced himself it was just the cold, but it wasn't.
Before he knew it, he was surrounded by walls of trees, and he was shaking. There was screaming, but it wasn't from him, it was Shelia. If he dug back in his mind, he would know it didn't even sound like her, but at the time he knew, and he ran towards the sound. The uncomfortably warm, choking smell of smoke rushed towards him, but that didn't stop him from jumping over tree root hurdles towards her.
Even when they were out of the woods, his arm anchored around her waist, — for her comfort or his, he wasn't sure, — his shaking didn't stop. It was only until they stepped out onto the concrete of the sidewalk that a sigh of relief left his lips. Shelia's eyes shot up, and she realized, even if he didn't know she did.
The second time was New Year's Eve. Nate Dempsey's house was a good four or five miles into the woods, just before Jefferson's. Dylan had never been to Nate's house, which one might find surprising, but he always made his excuses. Nate made the connection after he overheard Dylan turn down an invitation to Paige's house, too, and he let it go. This time it was inevitable. Sure, any old excuse could be made, but Alissa was going, and Shelia had asked him, too. If there was one person Dylan couldn't say no to, it was her.
At nine o'clock on December 31st, Dylan, Shelia, and Alissa all piled into Carter's car. Dylan begged Shelia to sit in the backseat with him and didn't let go of her hand until they were inside Nate's house. Even then, he stayed away from the large glass windows that were plentiful there.
In the morning, he woke up in Nate's guest room, wrapped around Shelia. She wore nothing but a smug; Dylan wore nothing but a grin and a blush.
When they left, he didn't notice the trees. He didn't even glance towards the large windows, or Nate for that matter, when they passed them in the kitchen. A smile that felt like it would never leave him remained, hand in Shelia's, but this time it wasn't for the trees. This time it was just for the peaceful act of being tied to her.
Alissa and Carter had already left, and Shelia asked Dylan if he'd be okay with walking home, if he could handle it. The grin didn't falter the slightest bit when he turned to her and asked, "Why wouldn't I be okay?" She shook her head and told him that there was no reason. It wasn't until they were well out of the woods that he realized.
The third time, Dylan knew that the Shelia wouldn't have even asked if it hadn't been for what had happened on New Year's. She'd finally realized that she was all he needed to keep his mind off of his own memories.
It was a party in an open space in the middle of the woods. There would be a bonfire and Elaine had decorated the space to look perfect, he knew. He wouldn't have wanted to miss it even if Shelia hadn't asked.
His breath was heavy the second they stepped onto the path. Off and on, he reminded himself to loosen his grip on Shelia's hand, afraid that he was holding on so tight that her hand would break. It wasn't long until she was tugging him off the path, which made him even more anxious, until she sat him down, holding both his hands in hers.
"Dylan. Listen to me. You're okay, I promise You're safe. With me. It's just me, alright?"
A frantic nod was given in return, but he knew that it wasn't enough to even remotely make her believe he was alright. With practically no warning, lips were on his. When Shelia Livingston is kissing you, you don't question it. Dylan knew that, as well as how hard it was to focus on anything else when something like that was happening, making it the perfect form of distraction. Lips only parted for a moment to take a breath before she kissed him again. The kisses rolled in like waves, from his lips to his jaw to his neck, anything to keep his mind occupied.
They were fifty-five minutes late to the party. She decided moans were a better soundtrack to her evening than any party music — even if Alissa chose the music. Dylan agreed.
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isaac rolls his eyes, a sound akin to a
groan spilling out of his mouth. he and
sheila never talked much, their paths
weren't one to cross during the day.
clearly she had taken time out of her
day to discuss something with him.
❝ what?? are you here to give
me a lecture about alissa or do
you wanna finally be best friends ??❞
