a (gn) reader x bram stoker
bc i love him 🔥🔥
this is my first time so
this might be very
cringe and cheesy
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fluff,
slow burn,
probably angst too
no nsfw bc idk how to
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【 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - ０...
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I was running away going into the forest but since it was raining it was hard for me to see as I fear that I might slip and get caught but even so, they seem to catch up to me so I took a turn and hid behind a bush, quickly covering my mouth, trying to keep myself quiet,
"WHERE DID THEY GO?!" the officer yelled, "Over there! I heard a sound there!" said the other officer.
I was scared as I did not want to risk peeking so I prayed to myself to not get caught but as soon as I heard their footsteps fading away I immediately knew they went to the opposite direction, I removed my hands from my mouth and took a deep breath calming myself down, standing up, wearing my hat as it means to try to shelter from the rain. I started wandering around hurriedly but still slowly as I was carrying a case and I was getting weak with every step, trying to find a place to at least rest as the rain continues to pour. I was losing hope and beginning to faint but suddenly I stumbled upon a Castle, this castle.. I had heard many stories about it, but I heard no people were living here, snapping myself out I immediately went in.
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I was inside...inside a castle...weak, soaked, and shivering, I put down my case, took off my hat and two of the layers of my clothes still had my shirt on I tried to find a place to put my stuff in but as soon as I was wandering, I then stumbled upon a room, shaped like an octagon perhaps. There was a large window with flower pots surrounding some with wilted flowers and some empty, but the noticeable one was the coffin laying in the center of the room which gave me an immediate feeling of guilt since I invaded someone's last resting place. Walking towards the coffin I put my hand on top of it and bowed my head as I try to give them lots of respect and apologies for invading their property but I had nowhere to go, I was falsely accused of stealing and maybe other heinous crimes.
'I could've just reason with them if I wanted to but I was too afraid to do that, but even if I did they wouldn't even listen to me anyway. Maybe they just decided to frame me because they simply hate me or maybe because...'
