Summary: There are only two films that give me nightmares. This is based on one of them – a horror called “They”. If you’re brave, watch it. If you’re scared of the dark, don’t. If Nightmare On Elm Street scared you, don’t read this. Written for @spnangstbingo
Square Filled: Night Terrors
Pairing: Dean x reader
Word Count: 2712
Warnings: Violence, gore, extreme injuries, nightmares, drowning, burning, octopuses, angst, death. Please direct all complaints and outspoken horror to my ask box.
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“You were crying again last night,” Dean murmured, sitting as close to you as possible. “Could hear you through the wall.”
You shrugged, looking down at your coffee with bleary eyes. It was the same most mornings. Decent sleep avoided you like the plague, and recently, the nightmares had been getting worse; more vivid and disturbing. Sometimes it was hard to shake the feel of them for the whole day, and you started to dread going to sleep. “I know, I’m sorry,” you mumbled, not looking at him. “I’m a bit old for night terrors.”
What the actual fuck? Now I don’t like scary movies but I need to watch this. FUCKING A Rhi
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