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Father Delgado Master x Reader

Sitting in the opposite side of the confession, you lowered your gaze to your hands and bit your lower lip.

"Forgive me Daddy I've been naughty."A sigh could be heard from the opposite of you, followers by a chuckle

"oh of course my dear child. Tell me what have you been up to~"

"Oh daddy I have fallen for a man whose goes by Master. He makes me quiver whenever he speaks to me. His voice is like velvet being moved against my breasts. His eyes pierce my being, makes me want to becoming one with him., I'm just becoming wet just thinking of him his dominance presence."

Sliding your fingers down between your thighs, you swirl the sickily wet substance around. The sound of clothing shuffling in the opposite of the confession box, the low growl emitting from within the box. Smirking to yourself you lift your free hand up to your breast, palming at the warm soft flesh.

"Daddy, oh please help me from being a bad girl" you pleaded "What do I have to do?"The being on the other side sighed loudly, more shuffling noises could be heard along with the sound of skin on skin contact

"Dear child, if you wish to rid yourself from your sins I suggest you to simply obey my words, I shall guide you through it all.With your fingers curling deep within yourself, you closed your eyes and listened to the commands."Touch yourself more, pinch your perky nipples and suck on your wet fingers. I need you to taste yourself, tell me how much you need to be saved by me."

"Daddy please, I want to cum daddy. I need you to..."

"Tisk, tisk. No my dear you must learn to help yourself, now shove those fingers back inside, scissor yourself on my voice. You will cum when I say you can "

Closing your right eye at the sudden pressure building up inside, you but your lower lip and whimpered. Buckling your hips up to the momentum your breathing becoming more strained and a tiny cry escapes your lips. Your head smacked back against the wall behind you, a slight daze danced over your eyes.

"You will obey me and cum to my voice, you will cum now!"

A stream of hot light flash through your system, sparking your body to jerk and spasming, the rush of release over came you. Panting from the confession you heard the door open, your following suit. The man that took your confession stood smug and held out an handkerchief to you.

"Clean up my dear, I'll hold your sin close to me"

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Just a screenshot of our previous conversation... I kind of wanted to talk to you here so that I don't overflow your comments on "My love" story...

Yes, yes! I remember, I was starting a new piece for Misao. I haven't posted anything on a03 instead it was posted on Patreon. Just a little test drive and trying to figure out where to take it from there

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Guess who found you in yet another social media (the same boring and clumsy brat from your ao3 comments)! I want to know if you have any ideas for a new story on ao3. I hope I'm not being too annoying but there's such a little amount of stories and art of that one amazing character (and we both know who it is). I wish you good luck with writing! Once again, I'm sorry for bothering you...

hi sorry, been trying to write a novel to publish. What was the topic you are looking for?

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The Prey and The Beasts Chapter. 2

Staring at the being fast asleep, the large feline approached the individual. His large paws caress the side of your face, his claw scraping your delicate cheek. A thin line of red bloomed and seeped down across the chin to the underside, pooling under the chin and with a carful drip landing on your collar bone. A low rumble emerged from the feline as it stared hungry at the fresh wound, its over grinning mouth twitched as the scent waffled up.

“Just a taste” the feline mumbled

Upon bringing its blood-soaked claw up to its face, the colour blended into his fur, staining it but not to the point that it would be noticeable. Upon sampling the warm liquid, the cat purred out in delight.

“Such a welcome”

Returning his gaze back to the sleeping being, Catnap pressed his large head against theirs, nudging them slightly before turning away and returning to the safety of the shadows. Waiting for the human to awake from their little dream and continue on with their game of cat and mouse. A few hours passed by, and the body stirred in its restless slumber before finally shooting up and a fright. The joy of watching the being panting against the cool dry atmosphere, licking their chapped lips and shaking like a lost child almost gave a chuckle to Catnap, almost.

“Just a nightmare” the person said to themselves

Laying low Catnap watched as the person reached over towards their pack and shifted it upon themselves, tightening the straps to keep it from coming loose. As the human marched through the staff room and spotted the hatch where they were troubled into, an annoyed look was plastered upon their face as they moved closer to examine the large, sealed metal cover. With hesitancy they reached out their small hand and touched the valve, not turning it or anything, just a simple gesture to that of a dear old friend. Moving away from the sealed cover, they turned to notice the battery powered mechanism, the annoying systems that were built everywhere down here in the orphanage area. A snarf vibrated within his chest, the noise barely audible but for some reason it was loud enough for the individual to notice. Their bodies froze, eyes scanning around the room searching for whatever made such a noise.

“H-hello, is someone there?”

Their voice sounded so tiny, almost like a thousand doves cooing all at once, it was almost blasphemy to listen to them speak but their whimpers drove his dopamine sky high. The sudden rush to pounce, to consume, to claim as theirs was almost unbearable but he was patient. For now, Catnap waited, watched the person move on to the task at hand and start to gather the batteries.

Finding one of the two batteries needed to open the only exit door (y/n) made their way to the open door on the right side of the door and peeked inside. The path was blocked but thankfully for the grab pack, with little thought or care they sprung the hand forward and held onto the cubical battery. With a not so graceful tug the battery was now in front of them, sliding the batteries into the locks of sorts, the power returned to the door and now waited for the blue hand to unlock it. With a final look around the room (y/n) held the blue hand to the scanner and waited for it to open. The door raised itself and showed a darken hallway. The florescent lights flickered and dimmed, at the end of the hallway was a cut out of a blue elephant with a light bulb necklace, a large red button with the words ‘press’ welcomed the interaction.

“I’m Bubba Bubaphant- hey I remember you”

“An elephant always remembers!”

“Want to know what I remember about you?”

With a final push of the button, you jumped when all that came out was a horrible scream.

“My god...”

A shiver climbed your spin, the feeling of being watched crept upon you. With a quick glance over your shoulders, you saw...nothing, just the end of the door. With a mission at hand, you proceeded forward and were greeted to the faint sound of a telephone ring, the sound was muffled and coming from somewhere in the distance. A triangle power button sparked and danced with anticipation for something to touch it and with luck you did just that. The green hand sparked to life, with only a few seconds you made a mad dash behind you and nearly stumbled upon some stairs. You were quick to catch your footing and raced to the top and pressed the green hand onto another green triangle causing a door with a warning to open. The ringing was getting louder now. There on the opposite side of the room sat a red phone, the noise emitting off it to the point of needing to answer it to shut it up.

“Hey, hey can you hear me? You look kind of lost. I don't want you to die. So, I'm going to help you! Check this out. Look at the tube thing on the back wall. Ready? BUH-BOOM! You can use that battery to open the door!”

Opening your mouth to speak, you stared blankly at the phone, it's weird eyes and happy face made your stomach twist. With battery in hand, you forced it into its area, watching it surge the power through the wires and presto the door opens. The first thing that hit you was the smell of burning, smoke and flames erupted from the train that poppy caused to crash, speaking of poppy the thought of her disappearing or getting into trouble made you groan out in frustration

“Woah did you do that? I guess that’s where Catnap found you”

“Wait hold the phone who the hell is Catnap and how do you know what is happening”

The person on the other side of the call became silent before a quick cough

“I-I know you’re probably mad at Poppy for not letting you escape. But she needs you, we need you. You are our mission, together we can save a lot of people. Including you.”

“That doesn’t”

“Playcare is straight ahead, it's the home of Catnap, one of the smiling critters. There used to be eight of the, I think now it's just him.”

“What happened to the oth...”

“Playcare is his church, his hunting ground. Whatever he wants it to be. You better get moving quickly, we’ll keep in touch. Oh, and by the way my name is Ollie. Nice to meet you”

“Stop ignoring me Ollie, answer my...” the sound of the other end hung up “What the fuck, mother fucker hung up on me!”

Lifting up your hands into the air (y/n) stood still, mentally screaming at the whole interaction and not being able to get a single word in. Hands clutching at nothing you wanted to scream and cry at the same time but the now intense heat of the crash snap you from your trance.

“Shit the fire!”

Moving away from the wreckage you arrived at a dead end. The rest of the tunnel completely caved in except for the platform that with a bit of luck you swung over and landed triumphally on your feet. Your first attempt to press forward came with an obstacle, the maintenance door was either locked or barricaded on the other side making an already stressful time worse by the second. Pacing around and looking at the large statue of Kissy? You found another door, this one reading security. With a sharp shove the door opened and immediately you noticed the screens and a single chair.

“Huh reminds me of something but what...”

Continuing on you marched through the next set of doors to see to no one's surprise another door but this one yellow with blood splats painted on it. With the yellow door open you froze, not in fear but in complete annoyance, a mini puzzle, locking hand thing and it seems to be the only way to power on the rest of the way forward.

“Are you shitting me, no, no I'm done. Playco can eat my ass I didn’t sign up for this bullshit!”

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The Prey and the Beasts

Footsteps echoed through the old toy factory. The hard floor creaked and cried from the added weight. Eyes opening slowly (y/n) groaned as they felt their body being carried to an unknown destination, their view was mostly darkened, except for a hue of purple. Whatever was carrying you soon came to an erupt stop, loud metallic squealing caused you to lean your head back and attempt to see what it was only for you to be thrown into a metal chute, a large smiling face was the last thing you saw before every became black. You screamed as your body landed onto many sharp edges and broken crap. Your side stung as a small bit of broken wood stuck through the clothes but luckily didn't pierce all the way into your tender flesh.

“Fuck, fuck that hurt!” you shouted out in frustration

Removing the piece of wood, you got up with a shaky start, the unevenness made the journey through the junk a challenge

“At least it doesn’t look like...”

‘Squeeeech’

“Fuck”

Lights flashed wildly, the sound of metal scraping each other was deafening, the blaring cries of the machine coming to life was a good indicator of death.

“Where do I go?” you cried

As if God heard your cries a light shined down from the heavens and landed on a platform. With very little left to do you rushed over, on the way your clothes caught and teared a little from the exposed metal shards and wooded spikes. As you climbed out of the trash compactor, the whole thing slammed itself, crushing everything into a long piece of broken strip. Gasping from the near-death moment once again, you slouched over and sucked in a large amount of air.

“Factory 0, (y/n) 100”

Pressing forward through the doorway you stared dumbfoundedly at the next section of the room, the room consistence of large pistons, making a makeshift jumping platform, if you weren't tired from almost dying you would have laughed. Bracing yourself, you counted down the seconds before leaping onto the moving platform, a second jump and through a large opening into the room next door. The room seemed normal, well normal enough for a rundown slaughter area with broken toys strung up and blood everywhere. Making your way to the other side of the room, you looked down into the trash compactor and shuddered at the idea of a pancake you. An open area came into view so with caution you peeked inside near the left side was a pile of wooden spikes all pointed out with eerie threat for anyone to come to close, looking slightly beside it was more writing, a cry of help was written upon the wall followed by large claw marks.

“Okay that's not ominous at all, but I guess I should go through that door near the large hole.”

Turing away from the empty bloody room you pushed your way through the door and walked into a dim lite stairway, with uneven steps you climbed to stone steps and arrived at another door, this one a grey door with a small window that barely showed what was on the other side.

“Are you shitting me more platforms! What is this a game or something.”

Annoyed and tired, you managed to leap your way to the other end.

“What's wrong with the floor now?”

Noticing the floor, the ground refused to show itself, instead a blanket of red fog covered it, the fog moved in a slow motion, daring you to partake in its dance. Bringing a platform towards you, you leaped onto it and allowed it to carry you to the other side, in which was only another vent that needed to be crawled though, with a huff you crouched down and crawled into the tight vent and immediately lost your footing and fell to a lower area.

“Ouch”

Pressing forward you eventually escaped the claustrophobe vents and emerged into a large area. The area held what looked to be a staff room, couches, tables, a ceiling fan, vending machines cupboards and a tv. Despite the mess and blotches of blood here and there the room looked decent. Decent enough to almost take a rest.

“Should i really rest here?” You asked yourself “I mean, when will I get the chance to grab some grub or a drink, hell a couch to lay on would be really nice...”

Removing the heavy equipment from your back you stretched your arms high into the air, popping and cracks could be heard from the movement, a welcoming sigh escaped your chapped lips as you slouched forward and walked towards one of the vending machines, the low hum could be heard emitted from the machine you proceed to kick at it, after a few more painful kicks the machine gave in and released its contents onto the floor. Old chips and chocolate bars littered the floor, the expiry date long past due but with an empty stomach beggars can’t be choosers. Scooping up the treats you plopped down onto the couch and feasted on the meal. The tv was on but static was the only thing playing, the white noise swirled within your mind as the screen seemed to quiver and shake, glancing to the side of the couch red smoke twirled around your hand, tickling it and making you giggle. Your giggles became louder and louder to the point of ear piercing and then silence. Head hitting the pillows of the couch you drifted off into the void unaware of a pair of eyes watching you slumber away

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Pin-up

Okay I have an challenge for everyone. How would you design a Thing (john Carpenter) pinup.

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these pictures of slenderman at dashcon will forever be like my favorite thing ever

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they homeless catnap box him

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i was in a thrift shop the other day and they were playing the most unsettling variations of normal christmas music, culminating in this rendition of the 12 days of christmas except it was like 12 guys all singing over each other and going “no!” and interrupting the lyrics with random other phrases until they deadass just started singing 5 golden rings to toto’s africa. can anyone confirm that this is a real song and not that i stroked so hard i astral projected into a universe where everything is somehow worse than it is here

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Reblog to throw Jax into a trashcan. Daily slop comic yall

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That gif of michael Meyers walking off the screen but it doesn't loop so he never comes back

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