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The Man of my Nightmares (Pitch x Reader)

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Chapter One - The night that started it all


You were just an ordinary girl, at the young age of seventeen. Yes, you had believed in the guardians but had lost your belief by the age of around about thirteen when you replaced the guardians with material possessions, such as makeup, clothes and any other particular interests you had, and you just felt like the guardians were just for kids now.

You let out a soft yawn as you continued to text, though your eyelids began to feel heavy and it wasn't long before your phone slipped out of your hands, falling onto the ground beside your bed with a gentle thud, while you dozed off into a deep sleep

At first everything seemed normal, or at least in your dreams it did. You were just having a nice dream about you and your friends going down town and having lots of fun like you usually did when you were in a more conscious state of mind.

There was something different tonight though, as there was another presence lurking in your room though it remained safely within the shadows until he knew that you were fast asleep

A low chuckle emitted from the corner of the room before a tall, dark figure emerged from the shadows which covered the room. He walked over to the bed and watched over you with a small smirk. He usually gave nightmares to younger children but something about you made him curious

He tapped the golden figures above your head and grinned as you cringed a little and curled up a little, Pitch tilted his head a little, entering the nightmare, disappearing from the room and seeping into the sand. The first thing he saw was people screaming and running, he stood beside the shadows so he was still visible if someone looked towards him, this being a nightmare it meant he could be seen.

You had been enjoying the dream, that was until other people began to scream and run. You looked around and froze as you saw why, a large fire was building and heading towards you and your friends. It only took a moment before your friends took off running, you were about to join them but something, or someone more like, caught your eye.

Someone was leaning against the wall of one of the alleyways dotted around. He had silvery-gold eyes, and they had a certain undefinable sparkle to them. Alluring and sensual, with a touch of mischief. He had jet black hair, tousled in such a way that some may consider it attractive. He was dressed what seemed to be a long black robe which seemed fitting due to his light ash grey skin. He had a smirk on his face, watching the scene unfold in front of him yet he had failed to notice you.

That was until you shouted to him "Hey! You! Move!" you shouted, seeing the fire begin to head towards him. He turned his head to look at you, raising an non-existent eyebrow as a board grin flashed across his face. You frowned a little as you watched him, looking between the fire and the man who just continued to watch you.

You frowned and sighed in frustration, turning and beginning to run. You tried to catch up with your friends but the fire was getting faster and larger as every moment passed and it was getting closer and closer....

You woke up with a startled cry, sitting up with wide eyes. Your breathing was ragged and beads of sweat rolled down the side of your face as you tried to catch your breath

After a few moments you managed to get control of your breathing again, and most of the dream had already been forgotten. The only thing what stuck in your mind was that man, who was he? You were sure that you had never seen him before yet at the same time he seemed so familiar...

You checked your phone and saw it was already 6am, sighing irritably you got up, and headed to the bathroom, still thinking about the man from your dreams...
Just something I posted on Quotev so I decided to post it on here too :) This is Pitch Black x Reader

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Pitch had once been a hero of the Golden Age, an ancient time when Constellations ruled the universe. His name in those days long ago was General Kozmotis Pitchiner, and he had led the Golden Age Armies in capturing the Fearlings and Dream Pirates who plagued that era. These villains were wily creatures of darkness. He had the duty then to keep them confined in the prisons never to be set free into the world keeping the Guardians and everyone else safe. But as years passed he wavered. He just wanted to see his daughter, he carried a locket with a picture of her on his being at all times and glanced at it all the time when feeling pushed to his limits. Then, one day, the Fearlings played a trick on him after slowly draining him of the stoic man he once was. They mimicked his daughter asking for her father to help her escape the darkness, that she was scared, that he should open the door. Pitchner went into a trance and opened the door for them knowing his daughter wasn’t there. When they escaped, they devoured the general’s soul becoming a part of him, and from that moment on he hungered for the dreams of innocent children and was known simply as “Pitch.” He was determined to drain the good from dreams until they became nightmares—every last one of them—so that the children of Earth and then other worlds would live in terror.

The thing is, the Fearlings literally becoming a part of him made him go insane and forget everything about who he was before. He doesn’t recall his daughter, or the prison, or literally keeping everyone safe. All he knows is fear, and seeing that he has lived for centuries we asume she is dead now and he wouldn’t even care because he doesn’t remember her. BUT, she is in fact alive and is actually Mother Nature now and he doesn’t even know, and even if he did find out we’re not even sure if he could bring himself back enough to care. It’s just sad that he may never see his daughter again who he cared for most of all.