Okay everyone

I’ve decided something.

This account is two years old (give or take) and I think it’s time for it to be put to rest.

So, today, at 4:10 EST, i’m going to be putting up a new and improved account.

@d0nt-g0-imagines

I hope to find some of you leaving requests there, as i plan to make it much more organized and easy to access.

Thanks,

-Sam

also i'm keeping the act up for if anyone wants to read the previously written fics :,)

angst prompts

I love angst and I felt like making some prompts so here you go! Feel free to send some in to me!

I instantly go silent when I hear the voice, it makes my skin go cold. “W..who are you?” I question my voice barely there.

“Who I am is unimportant.” The man says, just fancy shoes making an echoey clicking sound on the ground. “The better question is, who are you?”

My breathing gets faster not being able to see where you are. “I…I’m Grace…no one special.” I put my head down and feel the tears starting to form in my eyes, but they get caught in the fabric. “Just…please let me go. You don’t need me.”

“Oh, but I do, sweethear.” He says, disgarding her name. “See now, you’ve talked to my little friend Mark in the past, haven’t you?”

I scrunch my nose up in confusion and nod my head slowly, but I’m not sure if you can see me. “Umm, yes I know a Mark?” I reply kind of questioning myself of what Mark can have to do with this, is it a joke, what the hell is going on.

“Did he happen to say anything about someone.. ominous?”

I try to think back of things that me and Mark talked about before, but the stress and panic of being in this position is not helping. “No, no not that I can..remember.” Weirdly you sound a bit like him, maybe my mind is playing tricks on me.

Dark smirks, not revealing his figure but stroking up against Graces body. "Nothing about something inside of him?"

I instantly go silent when I hear the voice, it makes my skin go cold. “W..who are you?” I question my voice barely there.

“Who I am is unimportant.” The man says, just fancy shoes making an echoey clicking sound on the ground. “The better question is, who are you?”

My breathing gets faster not being able to see where you are. “I…I’m Grace…no one special.” I put my head down and feel the tears starting to form in my eyes, but they get caught in the fabric. “Just…please let me go. You don’t need me.”

“Oh, but I do, sweethear.” He says, disgarding her name. “See now, you’ve talked to my little friend Mark in the past, haven’t you?”

I scrunch my nose up in confusion and nod my head slowly, but I’m not sure if you can see me. “Umm, yes I know a Mark?” I reply kind of questioning myself of what Mark can have to do with this, is it a joke, what the hell is going on.

“Did he happen to say anything about someone.. ominous?”

I instantly go silent when I hear the voice, it makes my skin go cold. “W..who are you?” I question my voice barely there.

“Who I am is unimportant.” The man says, just fancy shoes making an echoey clicking sound on the ground. “The better question is, who are you?”

My breathing gets faster not being able to see where you are. “I…I’m Grace…no one special.” I put my head down and feel the tears starting to form in my eyes, but they get caught in the fabric. “Just…please let me go. You don’t need me.”

“Oh, but I do, sweethear.” He says, disgarding her name. “See now, you’ve talked to my little friend Mark in the past, haven’t you?”

I instantly go silent when I hear the voice, it makes my skin go cold. “W..who are you?” I question my voice barely there.

“Who I am is unimportant.” The man says, just fancy shoes making an echoey clicking sound on the ground. “The better question is, who are you?”