ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)

Day 14 H̷a̷l̴l̴o̵n̶e̵-̴s̶h̴o̵t̴s̶

Felix P.O.V.

I walk into the door after having gone to pick up dinner. "Marzia! I'm home!" She doesn't respond. I'm a bit surprised, but not too concerned. She may have fallen asleep. Naturally, I go to look for her. I find her in our room. She sits cross legged on the bed, facing away from the door at a wall. The pugs cower from her in a corner. I'm confused but don't address it. "Marzia? Are you alright?" I touch her shoulder, prompting her form to melt into disappearing. "Marzia? What the hell?" I feel something drip onto my forehead. I go to wipe it off, finding it to be a red substance when I look at my hand. Slowly, I look up. There's Marzia, but her eyes are missing and the sockets bleed. She smiles wickedly, showing off the jagged teeth. I scream, unsure of what else to do. This has to be a dream. Wives don't just turn into demons. I rush out of the room, the pugs having joined me at my ankles. Marzia gives an inhuman screech and jump at us like a snake, but I close the door, prompting her to slam into it.

"This has to be a dream, this has to be a some kind of fucked up nightmare. Wake up Felix!" I hear tiny footsteps and giggling that sounds like that of a small child. "Oh hell no." I grumble to myself. Where is it coming from? Where could I go? What should I do? I need to wake up. I realize Marzia stopped trying to get through the door. I don't like that. I especially don't like it when I hear a scuttling noise. She appears out of one of the rooms in the hall. Her bottom half has become crab like, and she's paler. Yelling out in fear, I make a break for the stairs. Marzia pounces at me, causing me to fall down them. She makes no move to follow me down, but smiles like she's proud. I hear the giggling on my right, so I whip my head to that side. There stands a little girl in a blue dress, a blow bow in her (h/c) hair. and Mary Jane shoes like in a typical horror movie.

"Wanna play?" She asks with a smile. The smile is sweet, but the words are sinister. Her (e/c) eyes turn black when I don't respond, but the smile doesn't fade. "Of course you do. Everyone wants to play with me."  She doesn't move and yet everything turns to chaos. The house shakes, the lights flicker, items fly of shelves and break, windows and doors slam, a ringing goes off in my ears. I curl into a ball from my place on the ground. "What do you want? What do you want?" I cry out. The little girl giggles. "Your soul, dummy." Her voice becomes demonic. "Give me your soul!" She launches herself at me, and the world becomes dark.

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Third Person P.O.V.

Felix launched up in a cold sweat. He frantically looked around. He was in bed. Marzia slept peacefully next to him. The sun shone through the window. It was  all a dream. It was really all a horrible dream. He let out a shudder sigh of relief, then smiled to himself. He carefully kissed Marzia's cheek, happy that she too was okay, before making his way to the bathroom to get ready for the day. "What a stupid dream." He muttered to himself. Of course, he didn't look into the mirror. He missed the wink his reflection gave him.