It's October at Hershey park which means the Dark nights are here and ready to scare. Stacey who is a horror movie fanatic, is utterly terrified of coming face to face with real scare actors. She has to constantly remind herself that they are only acting and not real haunted beings like in the movies. With nowhere to hid she finds herself afraid and clinging to her best friend Mel. As they walk around the park they are constantly getting targeted by scare actors. But Stacey starts to notice something. She noticed that she keeps getting scared by one actor in particular. As if he is haunting her. This story has dark romantic elements in it so please be advised - everything in this story is consensual and all parties are willing to participate.

Fry Boy and Archer meet another iconic duo. Another pair of cousin scare actors taking social media by storm. Will they all become friends or will jealously turn them into enemies?

"why are you so stubborn beau! i want you only you i dont care about those picture perfect girls while i have one right infront of me!"

.☘︎ ݁˖ in which a random number is added to the crash pad's group chat .☘︎ ݁˖ ⇄ ◁◁ I I ▷▷ ↻ ⁰⁰ ²⁵ ━━●━━━━━━━━ ⁰² ⁰⁸ OR ♪‧₊˚ carter patrick has never been one to harmonize until he meets his melody ♪‧₊˚

You're a slider for two years now and this summer you auditioned to be a scare actor at Hershey Park. And you got the job. Meet the team and have fun! x

The first look is never forgotten!! "The way you looked at me it felt magnetic, why do you keep pulling me towards you?"

She left Vegas with nothing but memories and a secret she swore would stay there. He never expected the girl from that one reckless night to move into the apartment directly above his. Twelve floors. One building. Two strangers who already know each other's bodies better than their names. Lacey Ramirez is done holding strangers' emergencies in her voice. She's starting over-apprenticing at her sister's tattoo shop, learning to turn pain into permanent art. Carter Patrick is "Fryboy" to thousands online-clown makeup, viral slides, the monster he became to survive. But upstairs, he's just Carter... until the mask starts slipping.

An arranged marriage. A stranger behind a screen. And a life neither of them expected. When Y/N agrees to marry a famous streamer she's never met, she assumes it's a contract-polite, distant, temporary. Carter, known online as Fryboy, is used to living for an audience, not sharing his real life with anyone off-camera. They meet for the first time at the altar. What follows isn't instant love or fairytale perfection, but something quieter and more dangerous: learning how to choose each other when the cameras turn off, when expectations clash, and when real life refuses to follow a script. Between livestreams, late nights, found family, and a future neither of them planned for, Only at the Altar is a slow-burn story about love that grows in the in-between moments-when no one is watching. Because sometimes the real story doesn't start with "I do." It starts after.