#and a surprise

[lizardsarecute]

surprisingly, i've actually wrote more for korsica than i have drawn in these last few weeks. so here's a few drawings because it has been a hot minute :)

[teamingmate]

Important update, my Antarctic horror fic is middle-aged Danbert. I have a plan

EDIT: Whoop it's here (ao3)

[chris-hartley]

Happy Pride! I'm back after a short hiatus from writing (I kinda broke up with my boyfriend so I'm fighting #depression).

ANYWAY! This one was suggested to me by @horatios-mom. A little fanfic about this rumor surrounding one of my OCs, Leaf. In canon it's just a rumor that he harvests organs. In this fic? It's real 😈 Once again if you're interested in the canon (and it's derivatives like this), do go follow our blog, @teadocs :D

(if you want to miss out on these, be sure to blacklist #kenziewritespride)

Leaf had to admit. The thrill of the hunt was almost, almost as much of a rush as he got from the act itself. He had been hiding in plain sight. Shadows and crowds were one thing, but it was moments like this, standing outside of her bedroom window watching her sleep, knowing at any moment she could wake up and see him standing there. It made his heart race with anticipation. Tonight would be the night.

He’d gotten into her house easily, through the screen door which had one of the easiest locks to pick. His footsteps were light, skillfully dodging the squeaky floorboards in the hall he’d discovered while visiting the house a few months prior. He wondered if they knew his well-intentioned visit had sinister plans behind it.

A quiet meow came from the bathroom as he walked past. He gave a gentle nod to the cat as he made his way to the bedroom. 

Who sleeps with their bedroom door open?

They were making it too easy for him. 

He gently opened the door to the bedroom, pulling his hood over his head. One… two… three steps up to the bed. Quickly pull the chloroform rag from his ziplock bag and press it to her face. Her eyes shot open, terrified. Another rush of adrenaline pumped through his system. Slowly the eyes faded back shut and the body went limp.

He had time now. Rag back into the bag, don’t want to alarm her roommate with the smell. Hood off. To the window, gently open it. Pry her body from the bed, carefully maneuvering it to keep the body intact as it hit the ground below. Broken bones were for the inexperienced.

Shut the window. Pick her up, quickly walk to the golf cart he’d rode over in, laying her across the backseat as he pulled away and sulked back into the woods.

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“Mmm.” 

Leaf turned around to spot her coming out of her coma, strapped to his makeshift operating table. The movies always got this part wrong. It was never sudden, it was gradual, like waking up from a deep sleep.

“Mmm,” she made another noise, tossing her head back and forth.

He walked over, a syringe of ketamine in hand. Just as she blinked her eyes open. He stood beside the table as she searched the room, unable to move from her being strapped down. 

Suddenly, her face turned toward him, eyes searching his face, a sense of fear crossing them as it dawned on her what was happening. That’s exactly what he wanted. He wanted her to be scared of him. After all, he was a monster and he knew it.

“Leaf?”

He just smirked, plunging the syringe into her vein, releasing the dosage. Strong enough to numb out all the pain, but not enough to knock her unconscious again. He wanted her to be aware of it all.

She shivered as a cold breeze came through the air, her skin bare from the waist up. Wasn’t planned this way. The last thing he wanted was to feel like a pervert while dissecting her, but this was how it had to be.

Leaf picked up the scalpel, tracing the blade through her flesh. Organ harvesting was never for the weak. You had to know what you were looking for, how to stop the bleeding effectively, there was a level of research that had to go into it.

He could see her watching him, clearly feeling this must’ve all been just a dream she could pinch herself awake from.

“W-why?” She cried pathetically.

Leaf stayed silent, not giving her any explanation for why he was scavenging her abdomen for her kidney. Once found, he quickly removed it and placed it in the cooler before stitching her back up. Just as his phone began to ring.

He glanced at the screen, the name CHLOE lighting up. Perfect timing.

Leaf unstrapped his co-star from the table, carrying her out to Chloe’s car.

“Remember?”

“Like, duh,” Chloe nodded.

He nodded, helping prepare the body to back up the story Chloe would tell the hospital, and ultimately the police.

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Leaf left the vicinity, going to hide at Camp Wawanakwa for the next 6 months while the manhunt for the person who stole Lola’s kidney went on. With an alibi and Lola’s K-hole delusions not lining up with anything that Chloe had told the police about the night she supposedly went missing, there were no leads and eventually the case went cold.

[autistic-britta-perry]

LUIS MIGUEL KENNEDY

[shopwitchvamp]

Just wanted to share some shockingly good news in these difficult times. The full article is really worth reading. [Find it here]

[aetherjay]

the real reason he did it

[goldensunset]

if someone is talking about how much they love their parents do not jump in and start venting about your issues with your parents. if someone is venting about their issues with their parents do not jump in and start talking about how much you love your parents. peace and love amen swag city

[whereisthesun]

I HATE MORAL OCD. well i shouldnt say hate thats a strong word. and i dont want to sound like i hate people WITH moral ocd because i dont of course. i just hate having it. but i shouldnt think that, i do like having morals, its just stressful to be thinking about them so constantly and scrutinizing every little thing i do or think. but really thats the least i could do so i should at least try, right? just because i suffer from— no, struggle with moral ocd doesn’t mean i should just stop thinking about things all together, thats not what im saying and i should make that clear, but i

[how-surprising]

Hehehe 😊😘

[winderlylandchime]

I’m seeing a bunch of posts that make me think most USAmericans don’t know about The No Surprises Act.

It was passed in 2021 (thank you Biden) and essentially states that if you don’t have insurance or your insurance doesn’t cover a service you need (or want) you are entitled to a Good Faith Estimate of the cost of care. (If your insurance does cover the service, you should be able to estimate the cost of care based on your deductible and co-pay.)

As a healthcare provider who does not accept any insurance, I am very careful to not violate The No Surprises Act. Why? Because for every penny more than $400 that the Good Faith Estimate was “off” (or if it wasn’t provided), you are entitled to a refund for that amount.

Y’all. Ask for a Good Faith Estimate. Get it in writing. Compare it to what you are paying. If you are not provided an estimate or if it’s wrong by more than $400, demand a refund.

[lithiumlocket]

Work Distractions…

GIF Time again! Another Caitvi one HEHEHE …

sorry if it’s a little janky, procreate was making this an evil experience :<

If you use anywhere, please credit ^^

[hansoeii]

It was affection.

[set-wingedwarrior]

I haven't watched the episode, didn't even know there were new episodes releasing these days, then a celebratory clip appears on my feed and this was literally my reaction

[starridge]

well folks?????

[justgot1]

At the post office today:

Man with beautiful silver undercut and a coach bag: can I get a sheet of stamps please

Clerk: does it matter what kind?

Man, with homosexual despair: EVerything matters to me, unFORtunately.